✨Various x Reader One-Shots✨

𝙵𝚊𝚒𝚕𝚎𝚍 | 𝙹𝚊𝚜𝚘𝚗 𝚃𝚘𝚍𝚍 | 𝚄𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚛 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚁𝚎𝚍𝙷𝚘𝚘𝚍

You sighed, having many wounds on you now. You were limping across one of the Wayne towers, to sit on the edge. Your cheeks were puffy from crying, your eye bags evident from your lack of sleep.

And your now black eye made the look quite polished. During your fight with Joker, the cuts you made opened again. And oh did he have fun with that. You'd been trying to kill that bastard for weeks.

But Batman always stopped you. You kept cutting and making yourself weak. You gazed at the city below you. Remembering him. Your family was a follower of brother blood, leading to your sacrifice.

You had become undead/supernatural if you will. You hated all of it. You felt every drop of pain, just now you kept the scar and the memory, you had to live with it.

So you became c/n and met the boy wonder. As you two became teenagers you developed a crush on one another. But you were cold and kept barriers to keep him away. And when he got killed, it broke you.

so now you sat on a sad ledge, an overview of Gotham. you scooted closer to the edge, contemplating. you finally took off your mask, that covered your head. your feet now half off the ledge. you sighed, saying "another." before leaning forward.

you wondered if you'd feel the pain when you hit, considering your adrenaline wasn't kicking in. Closing your eyes you suddenly felt a pair of strong arms grabbing you. Your eyes snapped open, the darkness covering your savior.

your eyes noticed the wire- familiar. you shook it off and got into defense mode, quickly kicking the man's stomach and continuing to fall. He let go of the wire and grabbed your ankle, regripping the line again to steady you two.

You furrowed your brows, you flung yourself up to bite his hand and continued to fall. He quickly cut the wire and fell down ready to grab you. "Are you mad at me- I feel like you're mad at me-" you joke, kicking to escape the red-hooded man. Understanding the red hood's resemblance to the Joker you quickly grew angry. "Oh I'm gonna love killing you even more- don't worry I'll make sure your boss joins you soon!" you say.

the man stops, before softly blocking your attacks, while unable to dodge all of them. you smiled before kicking him into a building through a window. thinking you were clear, you sighed before going back to your current death. but he grabbed your hand, you scoffed before going into your pocket to grab a knife to slit it off.

But the red-hooded man pulled you up and pinned you, disabling the enablers on your wrists. And unfortunately, making your wrists bleed again. there was only one person who has been able to do this to you.

Your eyes widened as tears threatened to fall. "What were YOU THINKING?!" he yelled, his grip tightening. "THAT'S A FUCKING 21 FEET DROP C/N! ARE YOU FUCKING STUPID? WHAT IF I WASN'T PLAYING STALKER TODAY?! ANSWER ME C/N!" he continues. For once, you hoped it wasn't him, but that anger management confirmed your theory.

"Robin," you say, your voice cracking. He slowly loosens his grip, you reach to the back of his helmet and snap it off. The red helmet clanked to the ground, as your tears finally fell. you didn't waste a minute and hugged him as tight as you could.

"I'm sorry.." you mumbled, he slowly hugged back. "Sorry.." you kept muttering, he just held you as tight as he could, Both of you were terrified of losing the other for a second. He tightened his grip, the pressure began to sting.

You tried to stop your tears, by keeping one of your arms covering your eyes. You had worn the mask previously covering your bandaged eyes. The whites of your eyes were black, as your pupils were white. "You trust me right?" He asks, you nod and hum through your tears.

All of a sudden you felt a sudden slight pressure on your neck, as you felt yourself lose your strength. He easily moves your arm now, as your eyes open and shut. "Just- sleep for now." He says.

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Your eyes began to flutter open, as you felt your surroundings again. Two strong arms were wrapped around your waist. You lay in an extremely comfortable bed and saw the room. A photo of a Black mask laid on the wall. "Don't worry- I killed the douche," Jason speaks up.

You lightly touch your temple, "Sorry, you might have a headache for an hour." He apologizes. You begin to sit up weakly, "did you- drug me?" You ask. Jason, still holding your waist, now sits up with you. "I knew you wouldn't let me see your-cuts." He says. You cringe, before realizing you weren't wearing your usual bandage around your eyes.

"Got any spare fabric?" You ask, now covering your eyes with your arm. "Not for what you want," Jason says. "You- don't need to cover them. You shouldn't." He begins. "Look- you don't understand-" you rebuttal only for him to say "I don't- I don't get why you- Tried that- or why you cut so deep-" he explains.

"I don't cut that deep.." you say, he finally grabs you again and turns you to face him, also removing your arm from your face.

"If you cut 2 centimeters deeper you would've died C/N." "Look at me!" You keep your eyes closed as tears begin to sting your eyes. He cups your face. "just- I need you to look at me." "Please." Jason pleads. You hadn't heard him like that before. You cursed yourself for letting a tear fall.

He wipes it and silently waits for you. You begin to open your eyes to see him maskless. No little Robin mask or big red hood. "Why.. are you showing me..?" You finally get out. "Why are you showing me?" He responds.

You sigh, "I'm sorry. I tried to- revenge your.. well. The Joker is a hard fuck to kill." You say, looking away. "You did more than Batman." He cringes. "I'm sorry." You add. "Stop apologizing!" He says louder. "It's my fault- I should've stepped in sooner, with all this time I just didn't see-" he continued. "You stop apologizing." You say, looking up now.

"Does the bat know?" You ask, almost silently. "No," Jason says. "Does this mean you're taking the bounty?" You ask, "No, I think I'll be giving it to him." Jason responds. You look up more, "all you." You say, before falling back into bed. "You better not be a dream." You say.

"Do you want me to pinch you?" He asks, before you can respond he begins tickling you. You laugh uncontrollably, "Rob-Stop!" You plead, "Hold on, I think you need a few more minutes before you can really assure yourself." He teases.

When he finally stops, he just watches you regain your breathing pattern, "you suck." You get out, sitting up. He smiles before dragging you down again and burrowing his face in your neck. "I like your laugh." He says. "You've heard it before." You say, confusingly.

"Not like this." Jason insists. "I'm Jason." He says after a second. Your eyes widen a bit before saying "Y/N." "Though it hasn't been used in a while." He smirks.

"I think I love you y/n."