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my weirdo || dick grayson (young justice) x f!reader

warnings: use of y/n, mention of death, being hurt and scars

word count: 344

timeline: after mount justice was destroyed

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"Y/n?" Dick stands up from his seat.

"Sit down so I can scold you," he sits back down.

"What were you thinking?" I start.

"He had a plan. We got out there safely, didn't we?" he asks. "We just got caught in the debries,"

"What if you didn't? What if you hesitated for even a moment? Would you still be here explaining to me or would I be standing over your grave, hoping that it was all a dream?" I'm fighting back tears. I hate confrontation.

"That never happened. I did not hesitate. I am here explaining to you," he says sternly.

"Hey," Wally tries to intervene.

"Wally, go home," he doesn't move. "I said, go home,"

"I'll see you soon, Nightwing," he leaves with the zeta.

"God damn it, Gray," I sit down sighing.

"I'm sorry," he takes my hand.

"Why won't you just let me come with you? I'm powerful. I can help,"

"I'm scared of what could happen to you in the field,"

"You're scared? I don't do anything but be scared for you. You come home with bruises and cuts and sometimes, you don't even come home at all! If I'm there, I can make sure you're alive,"

"I can't endanger you like that," he shakes his head.

"And what? I'm supposed to just sit and wait as you go around, trying not to die?" I cross my arms, taking my hand from his grip.

"Sweetheart, I'm not going to let you in the-"

"Just let me stay beside you. I will stay behind on dangerous missions. I want to come out of retirement. Being at home is boring!" I slump into my seat.

"Fine. If you stay behind on missions," he rolls his eyes.

"Don't roll your eyes at me like you hate me. Come on, let's go home. You definitely look like you need stitches," we take zeta to the nearest portal to our apartment. He's already in his normal clothes with sunglasses. "You weirdo,"

"Your weirdo, luckily," he smiles and takes my hand. We go back home.

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lonely || zuko x gn!reader

summary: u feel left out in the gaang

tw: loneliness

a/n: been feeling a little lonely lately so i decided to make this

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"Hey, it's me," Zuko knocks on my room door in the Western Air Temple.

"It's open!" I shout, still sniffling from crying. He opens the door and walks in, closing teh door behind him. He kneels down on my bedside to see his face.

"What's wrong?"

"Why do you care?"

"I'm trying to be better, it means making sure you're okay," he puts his hand on my cheek.

"I feel lonely," I confess. "I know I'm surrounded by these amazing people that are my friends but I still feel lonely, left out, quiet and waiting for someone to talk to me,"

"I will talk to you," he smiles at me opening up to him.

"Thank you,"

"Can I?" he lifts my blanket. I nod my head and he gets into the bed with me. I lay my head on his chest and hug him. "So, what do you want to talk about?" I smile and sit up, wiping my tears off.

"Okay, so today..." I start rambling about what I did today, it wasn't much but I still had a bit of fun that day. He just listened. I never knew Zuko could be this soft-hearted. "Are you still listening?"

"Of course I am. Continue, you still haven't finished the part of what happened to Aang when you were trying to teach him more advanced moves of firebending," yeah, he's listening.

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dimples || charles leclerc x f!reader

summary: you notice he has dimples

it's a bit inspired by one of the scenes in one of the shatter me series books

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You had a pretty bad break up with a guy just months ago and you haven't been able to get over him. Being the friends they are, your friends found you someone to just try and date. You did start dating him, but it was mostly a PR stunt so people would stop trying to link him with other girls.

"Leclerc," you try to get his attention.

"What, y/n?" he looks at you, annoyed.

"What do you want to eat? I want to start making dinner already," he just bluntly ignores your question.

"Why do you call me by my last name and never my first name? Do you hate me?"

"No, I don't hate you. But you treat me like you don't know me when we're out of the spotlight so I just call you by your last name like you're my colleague," you explain yourself.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean for this to be a PR stunt," he apologises.

"It's okay, Charlie," you smile at his apology and he smiles back at his newfound nickname you used to use before you started realising your relationship with the driver was just a PR stunt.. 'Oh my god' you think, your expression changing as you notice a slight feature on his face you never really bothered to look at.

"What? What's wrong?" he asks, his smile dropping.

"No, nothing, can you just smile for me again," he does just that. "You have dimples," can he be more perfect?

"What's that?" he asks, not understanding the word.

"Fossettes," you repeat the word but in french.

"Do you want to start over? Maybe we can actually be boyfriend girlfriend," he suggests.

"Sure," he smiles even more and with his teeth. Yes, he can be more perfect. "So what do you want to eat?"

"Pasta? I love your cooking,"

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𝙈𝘼𝙎𝙏𝙀𝙍𝙇𝙄𝙎𝙏

requests are accepted

I don't write smut whatsoever

𝒎𝒂𝒕𝒕 𝒎𝒖𝒓𝒅𝒐𝒄𝒌

we'll be okay

lawyer's daughter

safe

𝒄𝒉𝒂𝒓𝒍𝒆𝒔 𝒍𝒆𝒄𝒍𝒆𝒓𝒄

husband reveal!

Papa Charlie

dimples

𝒛𝒖𝒌𝒐

Deal? Deal.

lonely

𝒅𝒊𝒄𝒌 𝒈𝒓𝒂𝒚𝒔𝒐𝒏

my weirdo

𝒓𝒆𝒒𝒖𝒆𝒔𝒕𝒔/𝒐𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒔

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Deal? Deal. || Zuko × f!reader

fluff

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"I've been looking everywhere for you, love," I finally find him, struggling to put his right arm into his right sleeve. I walk towards him and start helping him put the sleeve in. "I already told you, ask for help. You still haven't healed completely,"

"Do you hate me?" he asks, worry in his voice.

"No, of course I don't. I'm just worried for you is all," I give him a small smile and start tying his robe.

"I'm sorry," he apologises. I lay my forehead on his back.

"Stop with the apologies. It's meaning dwindles the more you say it. I need you listen to me. To acknowledge and take in whatever I say and stop ignoring me, tuning my nagging out. I can't be the only one trying, Zuko. A relationship works both ways, and I really want this one to work. I've spent too much of my life loving you. And ask for help, I'm here for you. Got it?"

"Got it," he says. I go back to being in front of him.

"I'm so proud of you," I put my hand on his cheek and he just overlaps that hand with his. "I love you," I tiptoe and kiss him.

"I love you too. I can't wait for you to become Fire Lady," WHAT?

"We're still technically teenagers, we have time," I smile.

"So-"

"As long as you start listening to me and stop being so stubborn, then we have a deal,"

"Deal," I finish up with helping him wear the rest of the uniform.

"Fire Lord Zuko... my future husband... okay, I'm going to go join Katara and the others outside to watch the ceremony,"

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Papa Charlie || Charles Leclerc x f!driver/wife

use of y/n, fluff

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25 years old, 172cm (5'8") and 2 WDCs to your name. Retiring was not on your to do list but it was coming. Driving in F1 since the age of 18 can be tiring. In the first half of thr 2023 season, you find out you're pregnant, having to stop racing but you just decided to retire all together.

You still attended races, watching your replacement, Doriane Pin, drive and help coach her in any way you could and the 2023 season ended 3 months before your due date.

You gave birth to a healthy baby girl on the 7th of February, 2024. You focused on her and her only and decided not to travel overseas for races. It's not that you didn't want to support your husband, it's that she was more important plus it's not recommended for her to travel overseas so early in her life.

Finally, a race you can go to. The Monaco Grand Prix.

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"The Queen of F1. 2 time Champion. For new fans, this is Y/n Leclerc, our 2021 and 2022 Champion and in the little baby carrier is the new baby of the paddock. 2 month old baby Leclerc," You wave at the camera, your baby still sleeping by then because she's literally a baby then take out my phone.

"This... is... baby... Juliette!" Crofty reads as you swipe to the next texts. "Oh, there's more. Her... nickname... will... be... Jules. Aww, what a nice name,"

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FP1 is done! Charles gets out of his car and the first thing he does is look around, his eyes finding what they were looking for. You, and his child. At that very moment, Juliette wakes up.

"Good afternoon, Jules, how was your 1st nap of the afternoon?" you put an imaginary mic in front of her and she starts babbling.

"Awake, huh?" Charles asks, approaching you two.

"Yes, she is," you start taking her out of the baby carrier and Charles takes her out of your arms gently. "I'm going to get the bottle from your room," and you do that and take the carrier off.

"Here," you give Charles the bottle.

"Thank you," he starts feeding Jules. The next two days of the weekend were normal. Jules was awake to watch Qualifying so she was excited to say the least. Charles got pole and on race day, he got his first ever home race win.

"Congratulations, amour," (love) you tell him, kissing him before he hugs Jules. He walks up to the podium on the top, your eyes gleaming with proudness.

"Papa," you point at the top step as your 3 month old is on the verge of sleep, being awake for more than 2 hours. You start putting Jules inside the carrier as her eyelids start closing. She eventually falls asleep while the national anthem of Monaco is being played. You step back as the champagne gets sprayed.

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Safe || Matt Murdock x f!reader

plot: being unable to sleep from the recurring nightmares that loves to haunt you

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(nightmare/memory)

"Y/n?" Ana asks me.

"Yeah?" I ask her.

"Where are we going?" she asks.

"I don't know, Anastasia. I'm sorry,"

"Mama Katrina said we were going home but we were already home, in New York," she says.

"She was silly. Just remember, wherever we end up, you must stay strong," I tell her.

"Okay," she smiles. I do know where we are going, we are going to hell. And these are probably my last moments with her so I want them to be happy. That day, they seperated us.

The next time I saw her, was her dead body. It was her final test before 'graduation' except she failed so they killed her. They showed me her body to prove that I can be replaced anytime.

Everytime I think of the moment I lied in the moving crate, I think of how I should have ran away with her the moment we stepped into New York. Ask the Murdocks for help. Make sure that Anastasia was safe.

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I jolted awake, breathing heavily. I couldn't sleep. I'm not scared of much, I've seen pretty much all but the nightmares, they scare me.

They are real, the 'nightmares', my own memories, the ones I hate, infiltrating my mind, telling me that I will always be the trained killer.

Sometimes, its all I can think about. Matt would have to snap me out of it before I go into a void I'm afraid I would never be able to come out from.

The nightmares would come at me, just randomly popping up. The most common were the victims who were at the wrong place, wrong time. Or kids who were just curious.

Also, of course real life and memories they planted in my brain is hard to differentiate. I got caught up with my own thinking, I didn't realize Matt was back.

"Hey, what are you doing awake?" he asks, sliding open the door.

"I can't sleep," I tell him.

"Nightmares?"

"Yeah," he takes off the blazer and hangs it up.

"Same one?" he asks, sitting on the bedside.

"Always," I mumble. "Do you have nightmares?"

"Mhm," he nods his head.

"But they're very vague. Sometimes, I see you dead because I couldn't save you but I doubt that's what you actually look like,"

"What do you think I look like?" I ask, now curious.

"Well, I know you're beautiful. I know that you have long, soft hair. You're tall compared to the other women I've met. Your lips are thin and you have big eyes. Yeah,"

"Accurate," I smile.

"Try not to think about the nightmares. I need to go change then I will be back, right by your side. Just remember that you are free, no one controls your movements but you. Think about something happy. I love you," he kisses my forehead while I mumble 'I love you too' back. Happy thoughts I guess.

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(Dream)

"Jack! Where are you?" I ask, searching for my son.

"Boo!" he comes out from behind the couch. I fake getting scared.

"You scared me!" I pick him up.

"What is happening here? I hear a lot of laughter," Matt opens the door.

"I scared Mama!" Jack says, so proud of himself.

"You did? Good job! I could never scare Mama. Always knew where I was," he takes his son from my arms.

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husband reveal! | Charles Leclerc x f1 f!reader/driver

instagram post, revealing the mystery man you've mentioned multiple times

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yourusername: husband reveal! (i am kind of wondering how you guys couldn't figure it out earlier) anyways, i did NOT take his last name, my name is already long as it is.

comments:

charles_leclerc: Y/n Y/m/n Leclerc would have been legendary, mon amour

yourusername: im not taking your name, chérie.

landonorris: now can i post pics of you two?

yourusername: WHAT PICS?

londonorris: nevermind

username: holy shit, but srsly tho, how'd you guys managed to keep it lowkey for this long????

username: I KNEW IT. I KNEW IT.

username: a red bull and a ferrari driver? damnnnn

username: I'M SORRY. MARRIED? FOR HOW LONG?

yourusername: 3 months

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Lawyer's daughter || Matt Murdock x f!reader

plot: Having a 5 year old child act like your lawyer husband.

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Matt and I were sitting in bed, him shirtless and Grace in the middle of us.

"Daddy, what's this?" she asks, feeling his scar.

"A scar," he says.

"Where'd you get it from?" she asks, curious.

"You sound like Mommy when we first met," he tells her.

"That's not an answer,"

"Now, you sound like Daddy," I tell her.

"Answer my question," she says crossing her arms.

"Daddy's scars are just like special marks, sweetheart. They remind me of some adventures I had a long time ago, but right now, I'd love to hear about your day. What fun things did you do today?"

"Daddy, that's not what I asked. Mommy, your turn," she says, frustrated. I let out a chuckle.

"Counselor, she's becoming you," I tell him. I turn back to face Grace. "Well, my little counselor, Daddy got these scars because he wanted to help people and keep them safe. Sometimes, when you try to do good things, you might get hurt, but it's important to keep being brave and kind,"

"You catch that, sweetheart?" Matt asks Grace.

"Be brave and kind, got it," she says making us laugh.

"So do you want to sleep in your big girl bed?" I ask.

"No, I want to sleep with Mommy and Daddy,"

"Okay, sweetheart," Matt says.

"Why is my name 'Grace'?" she asks.

"Daddy chose it. It means goodness and generosity," Matt says.

"Oh, what's my full name?"

"Grace Leona Y/l/n-Murdock. Leona means lioness, which is a brave animal. So it technically means Brave," I answer.

"Okay, it's time to sleep," Matt says lifting her up and taking her into his arms.

"Daddy!" she shouts. She was enough. Enough for him to quit Daredevil.

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We'll be okay || Matt Murdock x f!reader

plot: s3 matt. matt is 'gone', the devil is here and he thinks he doesn't deserve you

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"So..." I start.

"You should leave," he says.

"Why?" I ask.

"The man you love is gone, he's never coming back," I'm so confused.

"But you're right here?"

"Matt Murdock is gone. I'm Daredevil. Not even god can stop that now," he has personality issues I swear.

"And?" he doesn't answer. "Look, I'm not here to judge you. I literally have never been in your place, I can't judge you. I came here to see you-"

"Do I have to repeat? Matt Murdock is gone," he interrupts me. I sigh and kneel down to his level of sitting and lift his face up with my right hand.

"I heard you, Devil boy. I love both, the man I love is both Daredevil and Matt Murdock. I don't care who came out today, I love them both,"

"You shouldn't love the Devil. I don't deserve you,"

"Does it look like I give a shit?"

"I can't see-"

"Matt Murdock would say that," I chuckle. "Unless you cross the line Matt drew for you, a glimpse of the heartly blind guy will still be with you. That's all I need to love you,"

"And if I cross the line?"

"I will make sure you won't cross the line. Karen and Foggy still don't know you're still alive, must have a reason to let me know you're alive,"

"I wanted to make sure you were safe,"

"I'm a big girl, I can take care of myself,"

"Still, I worry,"

"We'll be okay," I smile.

"How do you know?"

"Because I know. It's okay to love the Devil and his inner human. Because I love both," he smiles. "Welcome back, Matt Murdock,"

"Wh-"

"You're smiling, the Devil doesn't smile. He's angry and grumpy, plus stubborn all the time,"

"How do you know?"

"Because I know you,"

"I love you, y/n,"

"I love you too, whoever you are, Matt Murdock or Daredevil," I kiss his forehead.