Stick with Us Forever~ (Yandere Marvel/DC x fem! Reader)

A Scary Trio With an Even Frightening Duo

~Chapter 9~

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"I've started not to doubt it"

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Y/N's Point of View~

After some intense questioning, the Joker's face vanished behind the prison bars, leaving me to cradle my children. Freedom never tasted sweeter—until Tony Stark and Bruce Wayne requested my assistance. "Here, hold my morals," I told my kids, slipping a promise into their small hands. "I've got some sketchy shit to take care of."

Days blurred into nights as we tracked the elusive Black Lotus Syndicate. Their operations were shrouded in secrecy, leaving behind only faint traces of their presence. With each passing day, the Syndicate seemed to slip further away, making it increasingly challenging to gather any concrete leads. Laughter mingled with a hum of machinery as we infiltrated their compound. "Stay alert," Tony murmured over the comms. "We're almost there."

Gunshots rang out, and fear coiled in my chest at the safety of the two men. Wait a damn minute. When did I start to care for these ASSHOLES!! I lunged for cover, my heart pounding against my ribs. Suddenly, a moan escaped my lips as a stray bullet grazed my arm. Bruce's cowl loomed over me as he swiftly applied a makeshift bandage. I glanced up at him, my gratitude mixed with a lingering resentment. Despite my conflicted emotions, I couldn't deny the relief that washed over me as Bruce's calm presence offered a glimmer of hope in the chaos surrounding us. 

We fought with a synchronized grace, our movements melding into a deadly dance. Every strike and parry flowed seamlessly as if we were connected by an invisible thread. The rhythm of our footwork echoed through the air, creating a mesmerizing spectacle for anyone who dared to watch. Laughter and battle cries merged into a symphony of chaos. As the last of the syndicate fell, relief flooded through me. I wiped the sweat from my brow, feeling a mixture of exhaustion and triumph. The once menacing stronghold now lay in ruins, a testament to our unwavering determination and unity. With a deep breath, I knew that this victory marked the beginning of a new era, where peace could finally flourish. 

"The job's done," Tony declared, a grin in his voice. We walked back to the plane that Fury had waiting for us. As we boarded the plane, I couldn't help but feel a sense of accomplishment wash over me. The mission had been a success, and we were finally heading back home. "Hey Y/N, do you believe in soulmates?" Tony asked, a mischievous twinkle in his eye. 

I raised an eyebrow, intrigued by the sudden change in topic. "Well, Tony," I replied with a playful smile, "I believe that there is someone for everyone, and that someone for you is a psychiatrist." Tony chuckled but didn't give me a smartass response. Instead, he looked thoughtful for a moment, maybe my playful comment had struck a chord with him. 

"Listen Bruce, I'm going to need you to take a few steps back, you're damaging my ego," I said firmly, trying to assert my boundaries. This guy is so close, I can hear him breathing. It's like that meme "This is Y/N. Y/N loves her personal space. This is Bruce. Bruce also loves Y/N's personal space!" You know the one. 

Tony was just watching this, with no regard for helping me. 

And then, the bastard winked at me.

Little did we know, a villain by the name of Harley Quinn managed to break Joker free. 

Harley's Poing of View~

"So, when did you fall in love with Y/N?" I question the Joker. I give him a side glare as I await his response.

The Joker smirks, his eyes gleaming with mischief. "Love, my dear, is a concept that eludes me," he chuckles darkly. "But let's just say Y/N had a way of captivating my twisted heart from the very beginning. 

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It was love at her first assassination attempt on me."