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Vivie 19+ she/her I write Dc stuff :) mostly Jason todd

[vivieenee]

Vee's Fiction Blog

About me:

♤She/her

♤My drafts are full of unfinished posts

♤19

♤I may misspell words or have wrong grammar sometimes so please bear with me.

♤Ao3

What I write (and might write about):

♤ Xreader

♤ headcanons

♤ smut?

Fandoms:

♤DC

♤JJK

♤Apocathery Diaries

♤AOT

♤ATLA

♤MK

Requests are always open!!

[vivieenee]

Imagine if the batfamily have access to roblox and that they would all play demonology at 3am after patrol then suddenly Tim gets the idea to try to hunt ghosts in the manor with the other batkids so they buys the equipment off of some sketchy site and tried it out. But unsurprisingly they find ghost orbs in every room they went to which got them all freaking out so they panic around and use all the other equipment like spirit box, emf, random flower pot. Which all didn't work. Jason becomes frustrated and complained.

Jason: All this stuff is such a scam.

Dick: Well maybe you scared the ghost off.

Dick said as he grinned which made Jason slap him hard on the face.

During that time Duke was playing around with the blacklight and accidentally aimed it onto Dick's face with a green hand print that marked where Jason had smacked him

Duke: HANDPRINTS HANDPRINT CROSS IT OUTSteph: THE LASER PROJECTOR WE HAVEN'T USED IT YET

Tim quickly turned on the projector and they all saw Jason glowing bright lazarus green. Steph who was marking down suddenly shouted."JASON'S AN UMBRA" she laughed as the others joined in.Bonus scene when Jason was getting more annoyed:

Dick: Guys I think we should hide before Jason's starts a hunt.

Steph: Everyone into the closet! You first Tim.

Tim: WHAT?!

[vivieenee]

Jason Todd who

♡Would struggle to tell you most of his injuries to not worry you.

♡Will always call you after every mission and ask about your day.

♡Is actually a great singer but won't believe anyone trying to make him realized it.♡Would struggle with drawing faces.

♡Would most likely be very good at ice skating.

♡Had model atleast once for a Wayne Advertisement.

♡Is constantly teased because of it.

♡Would have a small aquarium in his apartment because it brings him peace.

♡Likes to listen to any genre of music.

♡Has tried to rock a punk style in his post-resurrection but gave upgave up after a month.

♡Has gotten kicked out of a restaurant atleast twice.

♡Enjoys watching plays especially Matilda.

A/n: hi hii, I wrote these just so I could gain motivation as i continue to write my fic on Ao3! Anyhow, hope you enjoyed it!

[vivieenee]

Didn’t Know You'd Come Back

Undead!Jason Todd x Mortician ex! Reader

Gotham became gloomier than usual. After the news of the second Robin's passing had put people on the edge. I mean who wouldn't be? He was still a teenager, fifteen to be exact. And you had gotten the change to get to know him, even date him. But, before that mission, you two had gotten into an argument. One that had ended both of your relationship.

That night still haunted you, maybe if you had tried harder, kept pleading, kept insisting that he shouldn't go save his mother all by himself. Especially from the hands of Joker. You didn't know, he didn't know. He only thought you were restricting him just like Bruce. He left in anger. You could've said something else, good bye maybe? Or called Bruce, could've told him. Maybe if you had. He'd still be here.

Years flew by quickly, Bruce found a new Robin, you graduated from Mortuary School and became a licensed mortician. Why did you choose this path? Easy. You still regret not being able to stay goodbye to him.

Being a mortician in the most crime populated city isn't so bad. You earn pretty well. Should you be happy about that? Maybe not.

One quiet night at the morgue. You caught a glimpse of a tall, dirt covered figure staring at you through the open door. You froze, no one should be here. No one could enter. When you looked back at the door, it was gone. Before you could breath a sigh of relief, you felt a pair of cold hands on your shoulder.

A/n: Im backk and I have this fic idea. Though I'm unsure how I wanna continue this. If you have ideas feel free to let me know!!

Future A/n: hellooo I'm currently working on this fic on my Ao3 acc!! I had just made it and I hope you guys could check it out and tell me what you guys think!

Link

[vivieenee]

Hi hi this is repost since I'm continuing this on Ao3!

[vivieenee]

I’m a mortuary science student,, and seeing your Undead!Jason Todd x Mortician ex! Reader post made me squeal. Feels like it was made just for me 🥹 lol

AWWW thats so sweet and I'm so glad that you felt that way!! Becoming a mortician was my dream job but I ultimately chose Fashion instead. Anyhow, if you're interested, I'm currently writing the fic and might post it on my Ao3!

Anyways have a good dayy

[vivieenee]

Wouldn't it be really interesting if Jason's white hair cannot be dyed over so he has to wear some sort of wig? So now I imagined his reveal in under the red hood where he not only removed his helmet but also his wig because he's just that extra.

And in case I wasn't clear:

[flxttersy]

rainy days

special thanks to @cofeexsmmrblog for helping me choosewhat state miles end is in 

also btw this might be ooc because i cannot for the love of god write boring dialogue and like he’s healed right, so he can be funny…right

a/n this is my first fic and not proofread so ignore any spelling/grammar mistakes

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Two months. It had been two months since the grandest game ended. Two months since I met Lyra Kane. Two months  since I had messed everything up. The words were still ringing in my head. She's my Avery too. Why had I ever said that? She thought it meant that I was still in love with Avery, of course she did. And she left. No message, no goodbye, not even one last asshole. After I'd said it she had gone completely silent, looked me dead in the eye and left.

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I hadn’t heard anything from Lyra since November. I had to call her. That had been my New Year's resolution, but I didn't have her number. I had even made social media accounts just to try to find her on them. Nothing. So I did what any other person would’ve done. I called Nash Hawthorne. 

“Grayson, it’s 1AM why the hell would you call me this late”, he said. Not even a ‘hello’.  “Because i- i need help Nash, it’s about Lyra”, i said my tone was more emotional than what I'd hoped it would be.  But I needed to see her. to explain everything to tell her that I love her. I Grayson Davenport Hawthorne was down bad for this girl but I'd never admit it to any of my brothers even if I were being tortured to death. “Go to Miles End, who knows, she might be there”, Nash said after a very long pause. "Where is it located?”I said. “A small town in New Jersey i’ll send you the cordinates” Why the fuck did Nash know where Lyra lived? Had they been talking?  Why hasn’t he told me?

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 I packed a bag ,called our private jet. And the next thing I knew I was on a flight to New Jersey, just to explain everything to the one person I had been waiting to meet all my life. Not very Grayson Hawthorne if you asked me. But I knew that I was willing to give up everything for this woman, even my suits. And I did give up my suit. At least for the time when I was going to be Miles End. Her parents that would probably be there would think I was some above-it-all-asshole finance bro. So I had packed a pair of light blue worn down jeans and a white old t-shirt I had worn last when I was  in high school.  They still fit me, and honestly I didn’t look as bad as I’d thought I would.  I sat down, fixed my hair and waited. I was almost there. I was going to meet Lyra again. I was going to apologize. I was going to explain.

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 She’s my Avery too. She’s my Avery too. She’s my Avery too. No the fuck the wasn’t she was Jameson’s Avery a close friend of mine. A sister to me. For the longest time I had thought Avery was the one I wanted, for the longest time I hadn't been able to get over her. But then Lyra called me. And I had in some weird way  fallen in love with the voice on the other end of the phone, then I’d been lucky enough to finally meet the owner of that voice and I fell for her the moment I had laid my eyes on her for the first time. I love you, Lyra Catalina Kane, more than I  have ever loved any soul who's walked on this planet.  There were over 8.3 billion people on this earth and I had somehow met her. And she despised me. Hated me. Probably didn’t want to see me. But hey everything is worth a try and that was what I was going to do. I called a cab, got to a hotel and showed my black card at the reception. When I was in the suite  I bought a red ferrari  for some weird reason. Even though I already had a spider blue one. Maybe because I wanted to impress her parents. A few hours later I was out. 

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When I had pulled up to the driveway I was considering going back to Texas before getting out of the car. If she had told her parents I was dead.  No seriously.  When I rang the doorbell it didn’t even take five seconds before a  man with chestnut brown hair, broad shoulders and a flannel shirt opened the door. Keith Kane. And he was holding a gun. Great, really.

 “Keith put the damn gun down!” A woman's voice. Sophie Kane’s voice. Lyra’s mom. She showed up by the doorway and stood right next to Keith, who wrapped his arm around her shoulder. She smiled warmly.

 “Who are you? If you don’t mind me asking of course”, she said. Before I answered I studied her blond hair and amber eyes. The same eyes as  Lyra.  But that was quite it.

“I’m Grayson Hawthorne”, I said firmly. Even though I was practically shaking inside.  “Is Lyra home?” 

“THAT GRAYSON HAWTHORNE, THE ONE WHO BROKE MY DAUGHTERS HEART”, Sophie said. “Let me explain, Mrs. Kane.” Though that didn’t work she kept yelling at me. I let her. I deserved it. She was  cursing. Keith was clearly trying to keep calm and not join her, I could tell by his expression. But he just stood there completely silent as if Sophie would start yelling at him instead if he spoke up.  

“But anyways, she’s at the grocery store sweetheart!”, she said. Keith leaned down and whispered something in her ear which made her look terrified. I was personally very shocked by how she had gone from scolding me to quite literally giving me a pet name. Though I did need that scolding. 

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Finally I was at the grocery store, and there she was. My Lyra. I didn’t even know how but she looked even more ethereal since the last time I’d seen her.She got more beautiful every minute i stood here and watched her, full lips, amber eyes, just the way I remembered. Lyra Kane, you are ethereal in the best possible way.  She had straightened her hair, half-up half-down was the name of the hairstyle, though I wasn't sure. I met her buying limes.

 That was what I had told Gigi, and now guess who was buying limes. She was wearing a normal pair of bootcut jeans paired with a baggy christmas sweater, even though christmas was a month ago. And she was standing there,in the vegetable aisle, buying limes. Just like I had told Gigi three years ago.  And then I was standing right behind her. I picked up a lime. 

“Who even likes green lemons?”, she said without glancing back. That voice. That goddamn voice. I couldn’t say anything. I just stood there completely silent, hoping she wouldn’t turn around. If she did she would slap me, without hesitation. 

“Excuse me! It’s rude not to say anything back you bastard!” She said right as she turned around. And then there was silence. There were mere inches between our lips but all I wanted to do was kiss her. Even though it would be the last time I ever did.

“Lyra, we need to talk”, I said. Why hadn’t I worn a suit?  

“There’s nothing to talk about Hawthorne boy. Why don’t you just go back to Texas?”

“We need to talk.” I said it again, more serious, more punctual. 

“Fine”, she said.  “I choose where.” 

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When we left the grocery store she told me to drive back to Miles End, but we didn’t go back into the relatively large house.  She took me to the woods. For a minute I thought she planned on murdering me and hiding my dead body in the creek, but she didn’t. We walked in silence for what felt like forever until she finally decided to say something. 

“You wanted to talk, so talk” 

It started raining right where we stood and the sun had set around half an hour ago. It was quite literally freezing cold

“I’m sorry, Lyra. I did not mean to say that about Avery, I'm not telling you it’s because I don't love her. I do. But she’s a sister to me. And honestly it just slipped out. Then you didn’t even yell at me, hit me, god you didn’t even look at me before you left. I haven’t been able to stop thinking about- about you. Only you, Lyra. So all I’m trying to say is that, I love you.  I love you, Lyra Kane, a long pause. Now you don’t have to love me back, what I did was wrong and I regret it every day. I just had to tell you” Silence, again.

I really hated the way she went silent. It was more terrifying than her yelling at me. But then she looked up at me. Right as I was about to leave. 

“Fuck you Hawthorne. But there is a little problem, I think you might've misunderstood why I got mad at you. I didn’t get mad at you because i hate you. I got mad because I love you too”

And then I kissed her. It wasn’t soft, nor was it hungry. It was right in between. All i knew was that I didn't want to stop kissing her. Ever.

"I got a hotel room not to far away from y'know", I murmured in between kisses.

"Mhm, you look good without, suits y'know"

The rest of that night is history from now on. Her parents do probably still hate me though.

moots!

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[vivieenee]

Dick: (opens the door of the bathroom to see Jason putting on blue contact lenses over his green eyes) Jason have you seen my- WHAT?!

Jason: (got startled and accidentally poked his eye) Jesus fucking- Why the fuck did you yell?

Dick: YOU WEAR CONTACTS?

Jason: Shouldn't you be more concerned that I have green eyes?

Dick: ...

Dick: Fair point. But still, WHY ARE YOU WEARING CONTACTS?! I THOUGHT YOU HAD NATURALLY BLUE EYES?!

Jason: (who had just finished putting on his contacts) I did.

Dick: Then how the fu-

Jason: Lazarus. Just like how I got my white hair early, my eyes changed color too.

Dick: You should keep the green.

Jason: And freak out B?

Dick: ...

Jason: You know what- (he takes his contacts off)

Bonus scenario:

-Jason alternating the times he would wear his contacts which not only made Bruce do a double take, but having to make two passports with the two different eye color just so he is prepared.

[vivieenee]

Genuine question, would Jason stink, smell like that one godawful perfume, no perfume, or would he smell actually decent?

[vivieenee]

A/n: I loved the idea so much so here's my take.

Oracle: Nightwing, Hood. Blackmask is in a warehouse downtown with a shipment of kryptonite. Sending coords now.

Jason: On it.

(As they headed towards the location.)

Dick: So are we going to talk about how you're now part of the new TEEN Titans?

Jason: None of your business, asshole.

Dick: uh it kinda is. Because if you didn't remember, I was part of the ORIGINAL Teen Titans.

Jason: And I was the better Robin.

Dick: Nice try, Jaybird. But I'm not switching subjects. You could've told me you wanted be part of the team years ago y'know? It wouldn't have been so cute to have a mini me back then.

Jason: Well, Now who's the mini headache now?

Dick: *scoff* rude as ever, no wonder you're not Bruce's favorite.

(Both climbed onto the warehouse roof)

Jason: Who even gave you the idea that you're the favorite?

(They entered through the skylight and find that blackmask had partnered up with Riddler.)

Riddler: Well riddle me this, what do you call unwanted vigilantes who will surely get covered with purple and red spots?

Jason: The same one's who'll turn your face into pulp.

(He lunged forwards and striked Riddler's face.)

Dick: I think the answer was Party Crashers.

(He dodged a few goons before he took out his Escrima Sticks to shock them. )

Better yet, lets talk about how you're leading a team full of TEENS?

(Blackmask prepared to escape as his goons fired at the two.

Jason: I'm not that old! And no you dont!

(He shoots the tires of the vehicles before hinding behind a few crates to take cover.)

Dick: But you're well passed the teenage age.

(He hid with Jason.)

Jason: Well atleast I'm not pushing thirty.

(He fired back and managed to disarm a few goons.)

Dick: Seriously?

(All of the sudden, their comms turned on.)

Tim: Can you guys shut up and focus?

Jason: Damn, who invited you?

Tim: shut up, you two never turned off your comms to begin with. We heard how you two almost give way for Riddler to escape!

(Red Robin enters the scene through the window and took down the riddler.)

(Redhood followed and apprehended Blackmask as Nightwing covered him by targeting the crime lord's henchmen.)

Jason: Finally.

Dick: you still shouldn't be part of the new teen titans.

Jason: Are you still going on about that?!

Tim: Guys: It should be someone young and expendable. Like Spoiler.

(On comms)

Stephanie: WHAT?!

A/n: I don't think this is what you had in mind but hopefully you like it!

@iwantchikennuggets

[vivieenee]

Headcanon that Damian does calligraphy on his spare time and would write curses to gift to whoever pissed him off(mostly tim or Jason) that day.

[vivieenee]

Didn’t Know You'd Come Back

Undead!Jason Todd x Mortician ex! Reader

Gotham became gloomier than usual. After the news of the second Robin's passing had put people on the edge. I mean who wouldn't be? He was still a teenager, fifteen to be exact. And you had gotten the change to get to know him, even date him. But, before that mission, you two had gotten into an argument. One that had ended both of your relationship.

That night still haunted you, maybe if you had tried harder, kept pleading, kept insisting that he shouldn't go save his mother all by himself. Especially from the hands of Joker. You didn't know, he didn't know. He only thought you were restricting him just like Bruce. He left in anger. You could've said something else, good bye maybe? Or called Bruce, could've told him. Maybe if you had. He'd still be here.

Years flew by quickly, Bruce found a new Robin, you graduated from Mortuary School and became a licensed mortician. Why did you choose this path? Easy. You still regret not being able to stay goodbye to him.

Being a mortician in the most crime populated city isn't so bad. You earn pretty well. Should you be happy about that? Maybe not.

One quiet night at the morgue. You caught a glimpse of a tall, dirt covered figure staring at you through the open door. You froze, no one should be here. No one could enter. When you looked back at the door, it was gone. Before you could breath a sigh of relief, you felt a pair of cold hands on your shoulder.

A/n: Im backk and I have this fic idea. Though I'm unsure how I wanna continue this. If you have ideas feel free to let me know!!

Future A/n: hellooo I'm currently working on this fic on my Ao3 acc!! I had just made it and I hope you guys could check it out and tell me what you guys think!

Link

[vivieenee]

Imagine Jason todd coming back full of scars and burnt marks from the explosion, that had a full on growth spurt after the pit. Just casually returning to the manor and just doesn't talk, making the others believe he's just their hallucination of how Jason would look like if he had survived.

Dick: You good B? You've been zoning out to that corner for the past hour.

(Jason just staring at Bruce through the shadows.)

Bruce: Nothing. Just thought I saw something.

That night Bruce woke up to see a Jason staring at him blankly at the foot of his bed. Not moving. Not blinking. Just there.

[vivieenee]

Inspired by a post I saw before of Dick knowing how to crochet.

Dick: *peacefully crocheting a cardigan*

Jason: *kicks his door open holding a bag from god knows where* Dick I need your fucking help!

Dick: Jesus-! The fuck are you doing here?! Can't you see I'm trying to make a decent cardigan?

Jason: Perfect timing. Teach me how to crochet.

Dick: *blinks in confusion* what?

Jason: *pulls out a skein of yarn from his bag* Crochet.

Dick: ... Why?

Jason: ... Birthday gift.

Dick: *sighing* Alright what do you wanna make?

*a month later*

Jason: *gives a bag to Roy* Happy birthday.

Roy: *looking at him confused* My birthday was a month ago.

Jason: I know. But that damn thing is hard to make.

Roy: *still confused, opened the present to see a crochet sweater with tapestry designs.* You made this?

Jason: ...

Roy: *playfully punches his shoulder* Thanks man, I love it.

A/n: Guess whos back and still sleep deprived

[blueneko9314]

Dc/ Batman fans sorry.

It's way to late in the day right now and my brain decided that it wants to be mean.

[eatmoresoups]

ooh fun fact! if you go with son of the demon being the story of damian’s conception (which dc has been going with for a while now) bruce and talia were actually married during that! i also don’t think they ever had a real divorce lol, tho im sure dc wouldn’t really want to write a comic called batman: the divorce or something. the weddings kind of iffy but in son of the demon bruce is actually really excited to be married to talia and that she’s pregnant, he even considers quitting batman for it!

[vivieenee]

Got a comic with my two favs but at what cost. Like idk bout ya'll but this ship is kinda random.

[vivieenee]

Jason Todd as your boyfriend

Pt 2!

★ Jason who'd buy you pastries and sweets every week just because you said you love them.

★ Jason who asked you to move into his apartment after two months of dating.

★ Jason who didn't mind when you completely decorated his apartment and secretly loved it.

★ Jason who tries to be as quiet as he can whenever he comes home from patrol because he doesn't want to wake you up.

★ Jason who has an album folder dedicated to photos of you.

★ Jason can't sleep without you beside him.

★ Jason who lets you swatch your makeup onto his arm.

★ Jason who took the day off from crime fighting just because you got sick.

★ Jason who would completely ignore other women if he can.

★ Jason who enjoys hearing you hum as he slept.

★ Jason who would compliment you in the most randomest way

★ Jason who would tell you all the gossip about the batfamily. (Stephanie told him.)

A/n: Couldn't sleep again so here y'all go.