✨Various x Reader One-Shots✨

𝙼𝚘𝚛𝚎 | 𝚂𝚞𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚋𝚘𝚢 | 𝙳𝙲𝙰𝚄

"I'm Done."

You emerged from the shadows, now in front of two adults. Your school uniformed Mary Jones seemed much louder all of a sudden on the marble floors.

Lex Luthor looked suspicious as he put his hand down, ordering his guard to still. Not that it'd affect a girl that teleported into a room.

"I- I have powers, most involve shadow warping and teleportation. My weaknesses I think would be the light.. Your best guess.."

"I'm a demigod, I think. You've got the tech to help me. As long as I'm asleep, with no dreams, no nightmares, no anything- I'll lend you my shadow."

"And, you'll send money to F/n L/N."

"That's it?" Luthor says, "And How do I know you're good for it kid?" he asks, bending down to your level. "Because if I wanted money, I'd take it. If I wanted to kill you, I'd do it," you say.

"And if I do, I'm just a kid right?" you add. "I suppose." He responds, "Get Donovan here, we'll need a new Chamber."

You walk through the hall with the tall men, both taking glances at you every few moments. "I'm not going to run. If I wanted your secrets I'd spill them already, besides- you can do that soon right?" you say, your head low.

Now you walked through what you thought was The man's lab. Someone might scream for the hills seeing those parasites, but your mind had played tricks much worse.

But that's when you stopped. A boy floated in the tube, curled up. You frown, for the first time in days. You felt it was exhausting. This time, you felt your hand go through the glass and into his shadow.

You weren't completely sure what'd happen. But if you were right, in a few minutes he would be thrown in a nearby hospital. "Are you done?" Luthor says arms crossed.

"This isn't a petting zoo, you know," he adds, but in those moments he spoke up, you felt your grip leave. You weren't sure what you did now. What you did to that poor boy.

"Ready I guess.."

you finish walking with them. You look to the chamber, the cushioned White glass. Snow White wasn't your favorite princess, but she felt much more relevant now.

"No Dreams?" you question, "No. You shouldn't.." the Doctor says, adjusting his glasses in shame. "If you have any questions, don't ask me," you say, before stepping in.

"It is going to be great doing business with you."

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The gray colorless still covered you. You couldn't think, or feel. All you could do was breathe. And that's all you wanted, you supposed. No more nightmares, no more problems, no more bullies. No more- Anything. Just like you wanted.

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You felt a light peek in the gray, waking you up. "What..?" You ask, annoyed. Doctor Donovan wakes you up every few months or weeks.

He said it was daily checkups, but in reality, you knew it was Bullshit.

He felt guilty. Guilty for experimenting with a literal child. Or teenager. "Just- another check-up day.." he says, weakly. You climb out from the cushioned tube, stretching your legs.

You do your usual routine of waking your body up, which was always easier considering the body suit you wore. After your 2nd wake-up, he gave you the suit.

It was skin tight but comfortable as possible, he needed to see your vitals, and if that's what it took, to feel constant dysphoria just to sleep then you'd do it.