#dredd reader insert

[mlm-writer]

A good insight into why you need to comment in tags or replies on fanfics. Writing can be such a lonely hobby when the void doesn't talk back.

[emily-strange]

This is the lushest thing 😍

Vice

Summary: Dredd x Reader. Injured in the line of duty, Judge Dredd does not expect help to come in time. Dredd 2012 movieverse.

Words: 1,200

Warnings: Description of injury and bleeding

A/N: A little ficlet I wrote for @musikat18’s Friday headcanon theme of Vice. I thought I would tidy it up and post it properly. No tags since its just a random little thing.

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Vice is everywhere in Megacity One. It oozes out of the cracks in the grimy concrete fabric of the urban sprawl, hangs in the thick, suffocating haze of smog that clings to the upper reaches of the mega blocks, fed by the selfish desires of the 800 million broken souls crammed into this hellscape.

Dredd has seen, and judged, it all.

He has apprehended and sentenced thousands of perps who make profit from the vices of others, to indulge in their own despicable wants. Power, sex, drugs, money, violence: it all boils down to human corruptibility, and Dredd wades knee deep in this stinking pit every day, trying to stem the flow without getting pulled under. He’s tired, and this time he thinks he’s going to drown. 

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[sellyoursoulforagoodfic]

The Montgomery Files: Chapter 7

Dredd x reader

By @adventuresintooblivion​

Word Count: 2194

Summary: A gala. With embezzlement. And Wolfe’s family. Oh joyous day!

Note: Takes place after my series that you can find in the Masterlist.

Montgomery sighed softly, picking idly at her Lo Mein. Tonight was a weird night. Dredd and Y/LN were on a mission together for fucking once but it was guard duty of all things. It was for a fundraiser for kids or something like that. But not only were they undercover, the event was hosted by the Wolfes of all people. 

After Chief had told the couple about their assignment, Montgomery had been called into Control for a special favor. While the Chief didn’t cash in her special favors very often, this one seemed to be particularly important. And illegal. Hence, why it had been given to Montgomery. 

Her skills with a computer were somewhat infamous amongst her peers. However, they all were aware that what she did wasn’t always within the confines of the law. Most people tended to turn a blind eye since it kept street Judges alive. This was different though.

This assignment wasn’t dangerous and it was almost impossible for either Dredd or Y/LN to get injured let alone killed. It was a fundraiser for crying out loud. What were they doing, hiding guns in the punch? But with the Wolfe’ involved, Montgomery couldn’t help but wonder if this was a bit personal.

Despite the fact that she usually thrived on this underground night life, Montgomery couldn’t help but wish she was at home watching some stupid mystery show. Over the past couple years, she’d practically begged Operators and Handlers alike for a chance like this. To be working with the two best Judges to walk the planet and be allowed to do as much shady shit as she wanted? It was a dream.

And five minutes in it became obvious that Dredd had a stick up his ass the size of the empire state building. His tux was bare minimum. He refused to drink or even grab Y/LN anything. Something about not being intoxicated while on duty. Then to top it off, he wouldn’t dance.

Again Montgomery was staring into the live feed, the gaudy decorations making her go a little cross eyed. For some relief she happened to glance over at a separate screen which displayed, in live time, the charity funds and where they were going. A list next to the sum of money in the account caught her attention. It was all of the guests credit card information, security number and all. Even the bogus cards that had been given the Dredd and Y/LN were listed. If Montgomery wanted to, she could get herself a nice pair of boots.

She pushed the thought aside as she began tracking the funds. Money began to pour in as the bidding started. The website said the money was supposed to fund a research program for children affected by pollution. It was called KIDS2BCURED. While the name was cheesy enough to make it sound real, it didn’t mean anything.

Montgomery flipped through the half dozen windows she had open for this project before finally settling on the bank accounts. It was supposed to arrive in a joint bank account for employees and supervisors to use in order to fund their research. However, no matter how much bidding was done at the fundraiser, no money showed up. 

Montgomery frowned. Maybe there was some weirdly high tech security on this.

But then she got curious and began tracking down the paper trail from KIDS2BCURED. It existed on a couple pieces of paper but besides registering for the name the actual company didn’t exist.

Suddenly one of her windows pinged as it begam active. As she pulled it up she glanced at the headline. This was a list of all the bank accounts owned by the Wolfe’s respective business ventures. The one labeled as DuoCare Pharmaceuticals was suddenly filling up with hundreds of thousands of dollars.

Montgomery followed the paper trail on this as well, wondering how real this company was compared to KIDS2BCURED. Soon she found a copyright license for the name and a deed to a warehouse. The nice a reputable kind that’s surrounded by the shittiest part of town and other empty warehouses. And the bank account itself was owned directly by Mr. and Mrs. Wolfe.

“Welp, that’s illegal.” Montgomery couldn’t stop the chuckle as it came unbidden to her lips.

Rodrigez peeked around the wall of the cubical, “Oh? Illegal? Now you wouldn’t be snooping around unauthorized locations again?” His sing-song voice barely penetrated the drone of the party coming through her headphones.

This time Montgomery rolled her eyes, “No, I’m authorized to go where I want this time. But you know the friendly neighborhood fuck-up?”

He nodded eagerly, slowly making his way over to peer at her computer screen.

“Her parents are totally embezzling money from the richest and most powerful families in the Megacity.”

“Aren’t half of those Mafia?”

Montgomery nodded and continued typing.

Rodrigez continued, “No fucking way. That’s too ballsy to be someone related to her. Wait, do you think she knows?”

Before she could answer Rodriez hopped back on his computer and began typing furiously. His face lit up with an intense focus. Montgomery glanced over curious. All she could see was Wolfe’ picture on the screen.

“Oh Montgomery, this is poetic. She’s there.” he exclaimed. 

Montgomery felt her mouth fall open, “She’s at the fundraiser?”

He nodded, “She requested off just for it.”

Montgomery squealed happily, “Oh this is gonna be great. Wait, am I a bad person for wanting this to happen?”

Rodrigez shrugged as Montgomery switched the comms on, “Y/LN, Dredd?”

It was Y/LN who replied, “Yes?”

The Handler grinned, “So how’s babysitting?”

“Dear God, Montgomery, don't get me started. Is there something you need?” She groaned into the microphone. 

“Hmm? Oh nothing except a possible arrest warrant for  Mr. and Mrs. Wolfe.”

There was a long moment of silence on the other side of the comms, “Hello?”

Y/LN cleared her throat, “Yeah, I’m here. I just...What for?”

“Embezzlement. Turns out that little fundraiser they host eventually works around to line their own pockets.”

A deep chuckle came over the comms, “Oh that is too perfect. Has the warrant been made official yet?”

Montgomery rolled her eyes, “Come on, Dredd, what do you take me for?”

Montgomery quickly sent the information to the Chief as a soft groan emanated over the speaker.

“I think you’re a Handler that straddles the line of the law and who frequently dips their toe into questionably legal activities. You’re also really fucking loud,” he replied. The screen finally flickered to life as he finished.

“So why haven’t you arrested me yet?”

Dredd didn’t dignify her with an answer as the scanners began to identify party goers. People dressed in the most expensive of fabrics this city could create. Montgomery chuckled dryly as she noticed the copious amounts of potpourri. So this is what the rich did to hide the stench of the squalor that surrounded them.

A soft ping pulled her from her thoughts as a notification appeared on Dredd’s screen.

His deep voice soon followed, “Arrest order received. We will commence with caution.”

Y/LN grumbled, “You know if it was anyone else besides the Wolfe’ the we wouldn’t be waiting for a warrant. We’re Judges.”

Dredd sighed softly and turned to look at his wife, “They donated thousands of dollars to the Academy since Wolfe joined. Not to mention they have a monopoly on the materials used to make our uniforms bullet proof. Understandably, the Chief is a bit nervous about this whole thing.”

Montgomery interrupted, “Hey guys, maybe we should talk about this later when we aren’t being recorded.”

Y/LN pressed her lips together before standing and making her way towards the Wolfe’. Dredd followed close behind. His hand rested on his firearm gently as they got within speaking distance. Judge Wolfe was standing beside them.

In Montgomery’s opinion, her dress was hideous. It was a silver strapless monstrosity. The color plus the copious amounts of ruffles left her looking like a pale scrawny chicken with no breasts. Her badly dyed hair didn’t help matters in the slightest. And she was about to get the shock of her life.

“Mr. and Mrs. Wolfe you are under arrest for fraud, embezzlement and forgery. You’re coming with us.” Y/LN pulled out her cuffs and began restraining the suspects.

Mr. Wolfe stammered, “E...Excuse me? We’ve done no such thing! Where is the proof?”

Dred spoke over Mr. Wolfe’ rambling, “Sir, you know how this goes. We are waiting to sentence you away from your daughter. Don’t make this any harder on yourself.”

“What the hell do you think you’re doing? These are my parents, they can’t do anything illegal.” Judge Wolfe’ shrill voice pierced through the clamour of the crowd.

“Stand down Judge. This isn’t your case.” Y/LN shot her down. She wasn’t about to deal with her tonight.

“No I will not stand down! I mean seriously, this can’t be happening. They wouldn’t steal. They donate to a bunch of charities-.”

Y/LN finished for her, “While lining their pockets. We’re not going to discuss this further.”

Wolfe whipped out her badge, “I am a Judge too and I order you not to take them.”

Dredd began pulling the Wolfe’s away, “You don’t have that authority. Stop making a fuss.”

“Also, I’m your partner. I know you’re a Judge. You’re supposed to know how this process works,” Y/L/N grumbled.

Wolfe stomped her foot, “If you take another step I’ll arrest you for...uh...kidnapping.”

Y/LN growled, “Wolfe this is your last chance, get out of the way.” Wolfe folded her arms in defiance, “Alright, you’re charged with obstruction of justice. One night in a holding cell.”

Wolfe’ mouth fell open. She didn’t move in time to escape the cuffs and before long all three Wolfe’ were escorted out.

Y/LN let out a large sigh of relief as she smiled at her husband, “That was so satisfying.”

“DAMN FUCKING RIGHT IT WAS!” Both Y/LN and Dredd flinched, grunting at the pain that lanced through their ears.

Dredd growled, “What the fuck, Montgomery?”

“I’m sorry! I’m sorry. That was so cool. I had to put the comms on mute so I didn’t yell your ears off.”

“Don’t worry; I recorded it,” Rodrigez chimed in.

The heavy door on the transport closed with a heavy thunk. The Wolfes all hung their heads in shame. Y/N was about to leave but before she could get very far, something tugged on her hand.

She turned to see Dredd giving her only what she could call a sheepish grin. She couldn’t stop her answering smile from spreading across her lips.

“What?”

“Well.” He pulled her closer until their bodies were pressed together. “I can’t help but notice that you’re all nice and dressed up.”

She smiled as she wrapped her arms around his shoulders, her body molding against his, “You look rather handsome yourself.”

Dredd chuckled, “Why thank you. Now, we have a rare opportunity presented to us. We are both dressed up, out on the town and have the rest of the night free. Fuck the Wolfe. They’ll still be there in the morning.”

Y/N blinked in surprise, “Judge Dredd, putting off the law?”

He pressed his lips against hers, silencing her before pulling her away from the gathering crowd. They quickly disappeared into a nearby hotel. Y/N laughed nervously as she looked around.

The place was decorated lavishly. Even though they’d never been here before it was obvious it’d been decorated for some event. The chandeliers glinted like thousands of stars against a marble ceiling. Plush chairs were set around a large fireplace. Tables and desks shone with an intense red that Dredd didn’t know could belong to wood.

A clerk dressed in a tux glanced up from the front desk, “Hello, are you two here for the Midnight Gala?”

Dredd pressed his lips together, “ Yes?”

The clerk nodded before typing quickly on his computer, “Names please?”

“Mr. and Mrs. Y/LN,” Y/N answered.

After a few clicks he smiled, “Welcome Mr. and Mrs. Y/LN I’m so glad you could make it. I have your reservations right here. Would you like me to print out your invitations?”

Dredd shared a look with his wife before replying, “That’d be great.”

As they were being escorted through the hotel, Y/N leaned over to her husband, “What the fuck?”

The comms buzzed to life, “You’re welcome.”

“Montgomery? You’ve got to stop this, you’re being creepy.”

“Then turn off your cameras.”

Y/N grumbled before finally asking, “You did this?”

Montgomery chuckled, “You two looked so adorable such busy busy Judges. I figured you could use the break.”

Y/LN smiled despite the fact that the Handler couldn’t see her, “That’s awfully sweet of you. So, what’re you planning?”

“Nothing.” She replied. “But after you’re done I”ll be rooting for you to fuck him sideways.”

Y/N suppressed the urge to admonish her but instead turned off her camera and squeezed Dredd’s elbow, urging him to do the same.

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AO3 stats for smaller Star Wars Sequel Trilogy pairings - March the 8th, 2020

Here’s the current list of the Sequel Trilogy ships with 20-99 fanworks on AO3, excluding platonic relationships (tagged as ‘Character & Character’, not Character/Character’) and Official-Character/OC ships.

The differences between the ranking posted three weeks ago and the one posted today are in the brackets (except - due to the changes in AO3′s attitude towards any-character-from-any-medium-called-Finn reader-insert tags - Finn x you).

New ship on the list: 

Bazine Netal x Ben Solo aka Kylo Ren.

1-2. Kaydel Ko Connix/Poe Dameron (+5), Dopheld Mitaka/Kylo Ren (0) - 98

3. Finn/Rey/Ben Solo | Kylo Ren - 95 (+2)

4. Armitage Hux/Phasma/Kylo Ren - 92 (0)

5. Armitage Hux/Dopheld Mitaka/Kylo Ren - 91 (0)

6. Poe Dameron/Jessika Pava - 88 (0)

7. Rey (Star Wars)/You - 86 (+3)

8. Poe Dameron/Leia Organa - 85 (0)

9. Matt the Radar Technician/Rey (Star Wars) - 78 (+1)

10. Leia Organa/Rey - 69 (0)

11. Poe Dameron/Rey/Ben Solo | Kylo Ren - 65 (+2)

12-13. Snoke/Ben Solo | Kylo Ren, Armitage Hux/Matt the Radar Technician - 64 (0)

14. Poe Dameron/Finn/Rey/Rose Tico - 62 (0)

15. Clyde Logan/Rey (Star Wars) - 59 (+4)

16. Poe Dameron/Armitage Hux/Ben Solo | Kylo Ren - 58 (+2)

17. Poe Dameron/Finn/Rose Tico - 57 (+1)

18-19. Armitage Hux/Ben Solo | Kylo Ren/Reader (0), Poe Dameron/Luke Skywalker (+1) - 56

20. Dopheld Mitaka/Phasma - 52 (0)

21. Finn/Armitage Hux - 50 (0)

22-23. Poe Dameron/Amilyn Holdo (+1), Phasma (Star Wars)/You (0) - 47

24. Kylo Ren/Ben Solo - 44 (0)

25-26. Poe Dameron/Paige Tico (+1), Chewbacca/Maz Kanata (0) - 41

27. Kylo Ren/Anakin Skywalker 24 and 12 works tagged only as Ben Solo | Kylo Ren/Darth Vader and 2 works tagged only as Kylo Ren/Anakin Skywalker | Darth Vader and 2 works tagged only as Anakin Skywalker/Ben Solo - 40 (+1)

28. Finn (Star Wars)/You - 39

29-30. Karé Kun/Temmin "Snap" Wexley (+2), Armitage Hux/Knights of Ren (+3) - 36

31. Zorii Bliss/Poe Dameron - 35 (+3)

32. Ben Solo | Kylo Ren/Rose Tico - 34 (0)

33. Kaydel Ko Connix/Rose Tico - 32 (+5)

34-35. Kaydel Ko Connix/Rey (0), Clan Techie (Dredd)/Ben Solo | Kylo Ren (+2) - 30

36. Knights of Ren/Kylo Ren - 29 (+2)

37-39. Dopheld Mitaka/Thanisson (0), Ben Solo | Kylo Ren/Han Solo (+3), Armitage Hux/Armitage Hux (0) - 27

40-42. Jannah/Rose Tico (+4), Armitage Hux/Leia Organa (0), Poe Dameron/Finn/Ben Solo | Kylo Ren/Rey (+1) - 26

43-44. Phasma/Nastia Unamo, Armitage Hux/Luke Skywalker - 25 (0)

45-46. Poe Dameron/Terex, Finn/FN-2003 | Slip - 24 (0)

47-49. Dopheld Mitaka/Reader (0), Poe Dameron/Muran (-1), Poe Dameron/Han Solo (0) - 23

50-51. Armitage Hux/Snoke (0), Finn/Phasma (+1) - 22

52-54. Bazine Netal/Kylo Ren 14 and 7 works tagged only as Bazine Netal/Ben Solo (new on the list!), Poe Dameron/Jaina Solo (0), Rey/Han Solo (0) - 21

55. Leia Organa/Ben Solo | Kylo Ren 19 and 1 work tagged only as Leia Organa/Ben Solo - 20 (0)

[themaliciousravioli]

Bookcaseninja’s 300 Follower Challenge

As the title says, I reached 300 followers today!

So in honor of that, I’m going to start my first ever challenge!

And the theme of the challenge is soulmate AUs!

About the Challenge:

Fics are due October 1st.

You must be following me in order to participate. This is a follower challenge, after all!

There is no word limit.

Please don’t get too carried away with the angst. If you do choose to write some, that’s fine, but it must have a happy ending.

No A/B/O or incest of any sort, please.

Smut is also okay, just make sure you tag it accordingly.

You can use one of the AUs listed in the links below the cut or you can use one of your own, just specify if you’re using one of your own.

You must use one of the pairing listed below the cut.

And have fun!

How to Enter:

Send me an ask containing your pairing and the soulmate AU you wish to write.

How to Post:

Please put all relevant info (title, pairing, fandom, warnings) at the top your fic when you post it.

Tag me and send me a link to it so I can find it. If I haven’t reblogged it, it means I haven’t seen it.

 Use the tags #Bookcaseninja’s300FollowerChallenge or #Bookcaseninja’sSoulmate!AUChallenge as one of the first five tags on your fics.

Pairing and AUs below the cut

Pairings:

Reader Inserts:

Any character from Supernatural or Star Trek AOS/TOS

John Kennex

Vascar, a.k.a, Black Hat

Siberius Vaako

Gavin Magary

John Grimm

Vincent Stevens

Danny Gallagher

Dredd

Diana Prince

Steve Trevor

Ships:

McCastiel (Castiel/Leonard McCoy)

Reapnex

McKirk

McSpirk

I’m also open to any of these ships with reader inserts, such as McCastiel x reader.

Soulmate AUs:

Here, and here.

Tagging: @queenmismatched, @annathewitch, @yallneedtrek, @musikat18, @goingknowherewastaken, @xx-multi-fandom-imagines, @jensenyourdeanisshowing

[musikat18]

MusiKat’s Graduation Challenge!

Hi friends! Welcome to MusiKat’s Graduation Challenge!

I’m FINALLY graduating and moving on to university this June, and to celebrate, I thought I’d throw another writing challenge! The theme for this challenge is one near and dear to my heart, an ever-present force through my entire life AND my senior trip: DISNEY!

Under the cut, you’ll find rules, options for your lovely selves to write from, and a list of characters!

Challenge Parameters

There will be two lists of Disney-themed prompts-- Song Prompts and Quote Prompts, all taken from my FAVORITE Disney animated features. You can select up to three prompts total, just make sure to let me know which ones from the list you’ll be writing~

The deadline for this challenge is June 13th, which is when I leave for my graduation trip. My actual graduation takes place on May 29th, but it’s a holiday weekend here in the States, and this is a busy time of year in general, so I figured it would be a little better to take it a little further into the summer.

If you need an extension, it would be nice to know at least 3 days before the deadline, but if it comes at 11:59 on June 12th, no harm, no foul. XD

This is a Reader Insert challenge, so select ONE character from my list. More than one person can write for a character, but no two people will be writing the same prompt.

I’ll take prompt selection notices whenever, though I suggest you know what you’re writing by early May.

Tag me in your fic and tag it with “musikat’s graduation challenge” for me to reblog! If you feel like it would be safer to send to me directly after posting, as well, feel free to do so as Tumblr can be a little wonky at times.

Song Prompts

A Dream is a Wish Your Heart Makes-- Cinderella

So This Is Love-- Cinderella

Part of Your World-- The Little Mermaid

Kiss The Girl-- The Little Mermaid

Beauty and the Beast-- Beauty and the Beast (1991)

Something There-- Beauty and the Beast (1991) @flowerbunbunny

A Whole New World-- Aladdin

Can You Feel The Love Tonight-- The Lion King @jeremiahxvaleska

Be Prepared-- The Lion King

Heaven’s Light/Hellfire-- The Hunchback of Notre Dame @bsotstory

I Won’t Say I’m In Love-- Hercules

Go The Distance-- Hercules

Reflection-- Mulan

Honor To Us All-- Mulan

Almost There-- The Princess and The Frog

Dig A Little Deeper-- The Princess and The Frog

Down In New Orleans-- The Princess and The Frog

When Will My Life Begin-- Tangled

I See The Light-- Tangled

Touch The Sky-- Brave @sparkedupsilver

Frozen Heart-- Frozen

Fixer-Upper-- Frozen @kaitymccoy123

How Far I’ll Go-- Moana

Song of the Ancestors (I Am Moana)-- Moana

Know Who You Are-- Moana

Evermore-- Beauty and the Beast (2017) @goingknowherewastaken

How Does A Moment Last Forever-- Beauty and the Beast (2017) @whatthefuxk-richard

On The Steps Of The Palace-- Into The Woods

Agony-- Into The Woods

Moments In The Woods-- Into The Woods @annathewitch

Quote Prompts

“It would be so nice if something would make sense for a change.” @flowerbunbunny

“Start at the beginning. Yes, yes, and when you come to the end, STOP!”

“Well, there’s one thing. They can’t order me to stop dreaming.”

“If you’d lost all your faith, I couldn’t be here. And here I am.”

“What's a royal ball? After all, I suppose it would be frightfully dull, and-and-and boring, and-and completely... Completely wonderful.“

“Yes, it's only in my dreams. But they say if you dream a thing more than once, it's sure to come true, and I've seen him so many times.“

“I just don’t see how a world that makes such wonderful things could be bad.”

“What I want is your voice.”

“She warned him not to be deceived by appearances, for beauty is found within.”

“He’s handsome, alright, and rude and conceited and...he’s not for me.” @annathewitch

“You’re only in trouble if you get caught.”

“I am not some prize to be won!” @kaunis-sielu

“I’m a damsel, I’m in distress, I can handle this. Have a nice day.” @skosmo

“A true hero isn’t measured by the size of his strength, but the size of his heart.”

“People do crazy things when they’re in love.” @kaitymccoy123

“The flower that blooms in adversity is the most rare and beautiful of all.” @sparkedupsilver

Character A: “Would you like to stay for dinner?” Character B: “WOULD YOU LIKE TO STAY FOREVER?” @sydneyactuallysteve

“Um...you...you fight good.” @yallneedtrek

“I’m not a princess! I’m a waitress!” @im-not-insane-im-a-fangirl

“Listen here, mister. This stick in the mud has had to work two jobs her whole life while you've been sucking on a silver spoon chasing chambermaids around your - your ivory tower!” @im-not-insane-im-a-fangirl

“But he had what he needed. He had love. He never lost sight of what was really important.” @whatthefuxk-richard

“I didn't want to have to do this, but you leave me no choice. Here comes the smolder.“ @musicmandy1991

“I should have given it to you before, but I was scared. And the thing is, I'm not scared anymore. You know what I mean?“ @kjs-s

“The only frozen heart around here is yours.“ @im-not-insane-im-a-fangirl

“No! Why? Why do you shut me out? Why do you shut the world out? What are you so afraid of?“

“Are you just trying to get me to talk about myself? Because if you are... I will gladly do so.“

“I'm his mom. I don't have to tell him anything.“

“I'm the village crazy lady. That's my job.“ @bsotstory

“I was raised to be charming, not sincere.“ @whatthefuxk-richard

“You've changed. You're daring. You're different in the woods.“

Character List

Star Trek (AOS)

Jim Kirk

Leonard “Bones” McCoy

Pavel Chekov

Spock

Scotty

Uhura

Star Wars

Finn

Poe Dameron

Rey

Obi-Wan Kenobi

Luke Skywalker

Han Solo

Padme Amidala

Leia Organa

Marvel

Steve Rogers

Thor Odinson

Bucky Barnes

Loki

Peter Parker

Wanda Maximoff

Natasha Romanoff

T’Challa

M’Baku

Nakia

Okoye

Shuri

Skurge

Peter Quill

DC

Clark Kent

Bruce Wayne

Diana Prince

Steve Trevor

Kara Danvers

Barry Allen

Arthur Curry

Zari Tomaz

Amaya Jiwe

Sara Lance

Ray Palmer

Pine Characters

Jack Ryan

Nicholas Deveraux

Cinderella’s Prince

Jake Hardin

Danny

FDR Foster

Rex Hanson

Urban Characters

Black Hat

John Kennex

Gavin Magary

Cupid

Vaako

William Cooper

Joseph Dredd

Harry Ballard

Eomer

John “Reaper” Grimm

Kirill

[mlm-writer]

Still many open!

OCTOBER IS COMING

Ok so I got tired of Kinktober, so this year we are doing

The Big Tober™

- a mix of Kink/Whump/Flufftober. The regular rules apply and you can find character options here. Happy requesting!

Note: If the character you request is already twice in here, I will keep the request until the 1st of October. If it is still empty, I fill it in. I try to prevent half the list becoming a single character.

Kinktober -> Omegaverse: Last day of an omega’s heat and their alpha is TIRED (Omega!Dick Grayson x Alpha!Reader)

Flufftober -> Love confession (Tasm Peter x male reader)

Whumptober -> Inevitable death: We will die, let’s say the things we were always too afraid to say

Kinktober -> Alienfucking (Garrus x MShep)

Flufftober -> Falling asleep together (John Constantine x Male Reader)

Whumptober -> One-sided love

Kinktober -> Femdom

Flufftober -> Coming out + being accepted for who you are

Whumptober -> Coming out + being hated by a person you did not expect it from 

Kinktober -> Robotfucking

Flufftober -> The 5 Love Languages (probs gonna be headcanon format) 

Whumptober -> “You don’t have to love me anymore” 

Kinktober -> Cosplay 

Flufftober -> In which platonic love is can be just as precious and intense as romantic love

Whumptober -> Last words 

Kinktober -> Dacryphilia

Flufftober -> Love at first sight

Whumptober -> Love at last sight

Kinktober -> Praise kink (Merlin x Reader) 

Flufftober -> Person A introducing person B to their culture and B is doing what can be best described as their best (It’s ok, A loves them nonetheless) 

Whumptober -> “I did what I had to do to protect those I love… I had no choice!”

Kinktober -> Free use (Bottom Lucifer x Free Use Reader)

Flufftober -> And they were roommates (oh my god they were roommates) (Dick Grayson gay awakening x Male!Reader)

Whumptober -> That thing where person A has to hold person B back from trying to save person C, because trying to save C would just be suicide and B knows this deep inside too, but they cannot just do nothing

Kinktober -> Monsterfucking (John Constantine x top male reader with two dicks (king shark hybrid style))

Flufftober -> Person A does not have a good relationship with their parents and person B basically is like “mom, dad, this is your extra child” *presents person A like Will Smith presents his wife* 

Whumptober -> Anniversary of someone’s death

Kinktober -> Shrek x ___? (we do this every year) 

Flufftober -> Food as a love language 

Whumptober -> Person A is a demon or werewolf or whatever and has always hidden their true form from their human lover (person B), but when person B is in danger, they need their true form to save B. Seeing person A in this unrecognisable form, killing with so much ease, person B cannot help but be too scared of A to love them. 

ALL OF THEM -> Best prompt sent in will be written! 

[sellyoursoulforagoodfic]

The Montgomery Files: Chapter 4

No pairing, really

by @adventuresintooblivion

Word Count: 1306

Summary: Montgomery has to team up with Wolfe for the day. It goes about as well as you’d expect.

A shrill voice suddenly came from Montgomery’s headpiece as she switched to a new Judge, “Hey, is this thing on?”

Montgomery physically recoiled from the hypothetical ice pick that suddenly jabbed into her ear.

“Yeah it’s on, Wolfe. Stop shouting.”

The red-head replied cheerily, “Oh it’s you. Montgomery isn’t it? I hear you on the comms with Y/N all the time.”

Montgomery closed her eyes and prayed to any god that was listening for some shred of patients, “Yeah, though did she give you permission to call her by her first name?”

“Of course! We’re awesome friends, and we make great partners. You sound pretty cool too, wanna be friends.”

“Hmmm, is talking to Y/LN the only thing you remember me from?”

“No, This is the first time I’ve ever met anyone named Montgomery.”

Montgomery ignored her for a moment and went over the schematics, “You’re coming up on Sector 62. There was a noise complaint so it should be pretty cut and dry. I’ve been authorized by-”

The red-head interrupted, “So I was thinking that maybe you could come over for a game night on Tuesday. We could probably have-”

“Wolfe, focus. Now isn’t the time for this. It might just be a noise complaint, but it could also be a lot of other things too as you should know. Be on your guard.”

Wolfe pouted as she turned the camera on, “Fine, but I don’t need your help. I’m a total badass. You probably noticed huh? I got this one guy right between the eyes yesterday and-”

Montgomery thunked her head on the back of her chair and mumbles under her breath, “How did you ever become a Judge?”

“Did you say something?”

“Nothing.”

Wolfe stormed through the building, her the sound of her boots echoing off the walls despite the chatter of hundreds of people. Her gun remained in her holster. It was like disturbing a beehive, the moment the people living in Sector 62 saw her. Most went into their homes too afraid or too tired to mess with a Judge. Others stiffened, their eyes following her hands. Montgomery noticed some men speaking into walkie talkies.

“Two men communicating with an unknown entity. Possibly alerting others to your presence. Acknowledge.” 

Wolfe ignored her as she entered the elevator.

Montgomery actually growled before shouting into the microphone, “ACKNOWLEDGE.”

Wolfe yelped and jerked away, unable to remove her earpiece or helmet.

“What the FUCK Montgomery?” she shrieked.

The brunette groaned, “We have these protocols for a reason Wolfe. They’re here to keep you and innocent civilians. If you don’t know that already maybe I should send you back to training.”

A loud thump sounded over the headset. Did she just stomp her foot? 

“You can’t do that!”

Montgomery rubbed her eyes, already done with this mission before it’d even started, “Acknowledge or you’ll fucking find out.” Wolfe muttered under her breath. “Sorry, Wolfe, I didn’t hear you.”

She was answered by exasperation, “Acknowledged.” The elevator door finally opened.

The noise complaint turned out to be a fight between two men. A deal had devolved into a physical altercation when the seller accused the buyer of trying to short him. Good sex slaves, especially one like Jade, were hard to come by.

When the door opened it revealed a classic scene of debauchery. Filth and clutter mingled on the furniture alongside people. Smoke made the air hazy as old booze made it stale. Seven more women were chained and kneeling in formation, preparing to be sold to the other men in the room. While one curled about her barely clothed form, trying to protect herself from the arguing men on either side of her.

Wolfe hadn't checked any of the information provided for her before she'd kicked down the door. Otherwise she might've known that this particular Sector was well known for human trafficking. She also possibly just might have not been so rough as she stormed into the room. Then maybe the door wouldn't have completely splintered under her weight and scared the ever living daylights out of the girls being sold. And there is the thinnest chance that, had faced with a more considerate salvation, they wouldn't have bolted.

The man who was selling these women, later identified as Lewis Pentric, reached for his taser the moment the door opened. The women behind him screamed. One yanked on their chains. Another ran for the door. The two remaining customers who were waiting their turn, toppled beer bottles as they stood. 

Glass crashed. Bodies hit each other. The grotesque sound of bones snapping filled the air. And suddenly the building tension broke as both Lewis fired his taser at the stunned Judge. It missed her by mere inches. Her retaliation was to shoot. Blindly. Missing every. Single. Target. Except for Jade. A bullet ricocheted off a nearby metal table before lodging itself into her shoulder. 

After several women had squeezed by the red-head, the buyer decided it was his turn. He shot forward with a burst of speed, hitting Wolfe across the chest to send her flying.

“Wolfe! Get off the ground. Don't let anyone pin you.” 

As the buyer’s footfalls disappeared down the hallway another customer, a large burly man with tangled, greasy hair, loomed over the smaller Judge. He slowly stepped down onto her neck. Her breath left her lungs in a short spasms as she attempted to fight him off. She feebly hit the man's calf, with little to no effect. 

“W..Montgomery. Call for backup.” She croaked.

Montgomery didn't have the option for backup, they wouldn't arrive in time. Hell, a quarter of the people she could send would probably be on the take for something like this. If they found out Wolfe had crashed a deal, they'd be pissed.

It took her a moment to find out if she herself could do anything. Then finally a happenstance turn of Wolfe’s head saved her life. The man was standing right in the doorway. A few lines of code later and the door came crashing down on his head. 

He collapsed like a bag of potatoes right on top of Wolfe. Montgomery winced at the video of the incoming bulk but there wasn't much she could do about it from Control. Lewis took this opportunity to make a run for it.

“Wolfe, the primary target is getting away. Please pursue.”

She was answered by a whine. After a few grunts, Wolfe was free from the weight of the man who had tried to kill her.

“Wolfe? Please respond.”

The Judge in question glanced around. Her and Jade were the only ones left in the room.

  After a few more moments of pestering Wolfe finally answered, “Montgomery, I don't give a shit about what you have to say. I'm not moving.”

Montgomery practically screeched into the mic, “You don't WANNA? Excuse me but what happened to all that ‘best Judge on the street’ talk? Cause if you were, we aren't done. You have to order a MedEvac, a clean up team and you have a perp to chase down!”

“Says who? You're not a judge.” She snapped as she remained leaning against the wall. 

 Montgomery began typing furiously, “Fine, if you won't then I will.”

Before she could get more than a few keystrokes in, her feed went dark. No video. No audio. Just blackness.

Montgomery sighed heavily, “Mission failed.”

Rodriguez approached her cautiously, “Bad mission?”

Montgomery slowly looked up at him, “I don't want to talk about it.”

A few days later, Montgomery found herself snooping around the MedEvac records. Maybe it was a morbid curiosity but she found herself scrolling down to the date of her and Wolfe’ first mission. After a couple minutes of searching, a realization dawned on her. Wolfe hadn't called a MedEvac all day.

[sellyoursoulforagoodfic]

The Montgomery Files: Chapter 5

No pairing really

by @adventuresintooblivion

Word Count: 1070

Summary: So Wolfe is a fangirl, and training is hard.

Montgomery walked into the gym stretching lazily. She looked around to see only one other person in the room. A red-head was doubled over huffing softly.

Montgomery looked around confused, “Are you ok?”

She replied breathlessly, “Yeah... Haa, I’m fine. Just SO many stairs. You uh… you seem to be doing just fine though.”

Montgomery looked towards the door uncertainty, “You do realize this is a physical training course for judges right? As in a shit ton of push up and sparring and stuff.”

The red-head stood grinning confidently, “Oh I know. I’m gonna be the best Judge in history. Even better than Judge Dredd!”

“Welp, you sure have your work cut out for you, Miss…?”

The idiot stuck out her hand, “Wolfe, Lily Wolfe. And you?”

The brunette shifted uncomfortably, “Just call me Montgomery.”

Wolfe held her hand out for an awkward moment before slowly lowering it, “So… are you training to be a street judge like me?”

Montgomery shook her head, “Nah. Actually I'm supposed to be in communications but I got put here somehow but you know. I’m just really glad Y/LN is one of our teachers. She’s a total badass and pr-”

“Oh! You know that Dredd is gonna be one of our teachers too?” she bounced excitedly like a teenage girl. She even squealed. 

Montgomery pressed her lips together, “Yeah.. So you’re a Dredd fangirl.”

Wolfe nodded, “Yeah… Well I wouldn’t quite say fangirl.”

Montgomery asked skeptically, “So you have a picture of him taken from a traffic cam?”

Wolfe nodded, “Well, yeah everyon-”

“No not everyone has one. You’re a fangirl.” Fucking weirdo.

Wolfe rolled her eyes and, thank the heavens, more people began to filter in. A tall attractive man walked right up to Montgomery.

He smiled, “Hey Bre, I didn't think I'd see you here.”

Montgomery grinned and playfully punched his shoulder, “Hey Dominic. I’m just here to make your life hell.”

Wolfe took this opportunity to also lightly punch Dominc, “Hey...champ. I’m Wolfe and it's great to meet you.”

Dominc shuffled closer to Montgomery, “Uh... Ok. You seem to uh… Who the fuck are you?”

The red-head pouted, “I just said that my name was Wolfe.”

Dominic raised his eyebrow before turning away to ignore her. The small girl crossed her arms and glared at his back before moving over to try her charms on someone else.

Soft chatter filled  the room quickly. People milled around and caught up. However, a soft bang silenced everyone. In through the doors walked Y/LN and Dredd. Y/N wore her sweatpants and workout gear. Dredd on the other hand uniform, helmet and all.

Dredd paused a moment to regard the new recruits, “Well... You're not a completely helpless lot. Today we start with training. Most of you won't make it, but for those of you who do, you will be full fledged Judges. Our lives aren't easy ones and this course is meant to keep you alive on the streets no matter what's thrown at you. Keep that in mind when you're about to complain about running another l-.”

 He was interrupted by a soft squeal. His attention immediately narrowed in on Wolfe. Who was currently bouncing on the balls of her feet.

His signature frown somehow deepened, “Who are you cadet? You better have a damn good reason for interrupting a superior officer.”

She shifted with a stupid grin plastered on her face, “I’m sorry. My name is Lily Wolfe and I just can't believe I'm talking to the real Judge Dredd. Can I get a picture?”

Montgomery stared in disbelief. This dipshit had the balls to actually begin walking up towards Dredd with her arms out as if to hug him.

Dredd growled, “Get into formation rookies!”

Everyone quickly hurried into a five by four grid of people and if course Wolfe was front and center.

Y/LN stood beside Dredd, with her arms folded and a poker face, watching the cadets.

She finally spoke up, “Hello everyone, I am Y/N Y/LN and I will also be your instructor. We're starting out with thirty push-ups and forty sit-ups. After a few other basic exercises we'll check your endurance with a 3 mile run. These will be the scores that will be used to pass or fail you. N-.”

“Excuse me.” Wolfe interrupted, “You're a student too. Why’re you teaching us? You're what, my age?”

Dredd’s voice drowned out the red-head’s, “Y/LN was at the top of her class, and you will give her the same respect you give me, is that understood Wolfe?” The girl’s name came out with a hiss.

She nodded, shrinking in on herself as if she were a beat puppy. Dredd ignored her and turned back towards Y/LN, indicating for her to continue.

Y/LN quickly continued to debrief everyone. Soon the students began their exercises, one after the next. She managed to keep everyone pumped with relative ease. However, it didn’t stop Wolfe’ constant bitching. After the first few minutes, everyone had enough.

“Oh my God…Haa...How on earth can you just-? Fuck. Ow! Cramps…” she whined for the millionth time.

Montgomery groaned, her head flopping back in exasperation as she passed the two and a half mile marker. She'd already lapped the dumbass twice.

She couldn't help but grumble under her breath, “If you were a horse you'd be taken out back and shot.”

Dominic, who happened to be nearby, started laughing so hard he almost fell over. Y/LN’s eyebrow rose as she watched the rookie’s antics.

Her voice barked out suddenly, “Montgomery aren't you in communications?”

“Yes Ma’am.” Montgomery answered out from across the gym.

Her eyes narred in distaste at the use of ‘Ma'am' but continued anyways, “Then what’re you doing here?”

“Clerical error, Ma’am.” She passed the finish line gasping for breath.

Y/LN grinned wolfishly at Wolfe as she limped by, “Hey, you see that? A communications officer is doing better at this than you. Maybe you could ask her for pointers.”

Wolfe’s head snapped up from her bent over position, “Hey, you can’t make fun of me like that.”

Y/LN rolled her eyes but it was Montgomery who answered, “It’s supposed to keep you motivated. So toughen up buttercup and finish that mile!”

Dredd interrupted, “Cut the chatter.”

The rest of the day went in similar cycles until, finally, class was over.

[sellyoursoulforagoodfic]

The Montgomery Files: Chapter 3

By @adventuresintooblivion

Word Count: 556

Summary: Some light bonding with Montgomery on both your parts.

A few months later Y/N got a call on her comms, “So, Y/LN, I think that I figured out to hook you up with Dredd.”

Y/LN rolled her eyes, “Why are you so insistent about this?”

“Cause you guys would be absolutely adorable together, and I need to invite you two to a dinner party with my non-existent girlfriend.”

“What the fuck? I only have one nice dinner a year dude.”

She replied, “Well once we both get our respective spouses we can do this ok? I’m tired of not seeing you around dammit.”

“I’m going home, Montgomery.”

“It’s gonna be a long boring night without you to pester.” a forlorn note made its way into Montgomery’s voice.

 Y/LN was pretty sure she was just being dramatic. Either way she couldn’t stop the smile from creeping onto her face. 

“Fuck you too, Montgomery.”

“Back at ya, Y/N.”

Y/LN froze, “How?” No one was supposed to know her first name; it was part of what made Judges anonymous when they were off the clock.

A giggle answered over the intercom, “I got bored.” 

〜

Dredd’s motorcycle growled into the night. Control had sent him on a late night mission and he wanted nothing more than to get it over with. The comm began to crackle to life. 

That’s weird, I didn’t call anyone.

“Hello, Dredd, this is Montgomery. I’ll be accompanying you on your mission tonight.”

“Control doesn’t usually allow Handlers to assist on missions” he argued, not believing her for a second.

Montgomery continued, “It’s a special circumstance.”

“Enlighten me.”

The woman sighed heavily, “You keep getting your partners killed so higher up wanted an extra pair of eyes on you that couldn’t get shot.”

Dredd said nothing. She wasn’t exactly wrong. With a swift, decisive motion he turned on his camera and continued on his bike.

Back at Control, Ramirez slowly sidled up to the short brunette. “Hey Montgomery, weren’t you supposed to clock out twenty minutes ago?”

Montgomery muted her mic before grinning at him, “Just getting in some overtime. Gotta save up for that fancy computer I’m making.”

“That you finished a week ago.” 

Montgomery waved him off, her signature grin plastered over her lips. But instead of walking away, he peeked at her monitor. He was about to leave when he finally registered the name next to the video feed.

“You’re Dredd’s guardian angel tonight? Who assigned you to him?” he asked. The corner of his eyes crinkled as worry passed over his expression. 

Dredd was famous for a few reasons. One of the less talked about things was that he didn’t get along with the general population at Control. Even people watching his back from behind a desk tended to not last very long. Montgomery and Y/LN had discussed this once during one of the many long nights they’d spent chatting. Montgomery had rambled on as she tended to, but when Y/LN brought up the amount of corruption within the ranks, they quickly changed topics. They all hated it, but Dredd had never even considered tolerating it.

Montgomery glanced at Ramirez, “I took the project on for a friend.”

“I sure hope they’re worth it, you could get in a lot of trouble with Dredd if he ever found out.”

“I’ll be fine.”

[sellyoursoulforagoodfic]

The Montgomery Files: Chapter 2

By @adventuresintooblivion

Word Count: 566

Summary: Bonding time with Montgomery during a would-be train wreck of a mission.

Y/LN and Wolfe were heading towards Sector 26 and it was the dead of night. The most prominent thing about this mission is that it was completely above their heads. This was one of the most organized mafias this area had seen in years. They definitely had the resources and manpower to make themselves a huge problem. They’d already killed five Judges. But Y/LN didn’t pick the mission.

The familiar crackling of the comms interrupted Y/N’s train of thought, “Hello Y/LN, this is Montgomery. I’ll be accompanying you and the idiot on your mission tonight. First off, let’s get one thing clear. You do realize you are driving into a death trap right?”

Y/LN let out a deep sigh. “You’re on duty. And I didn’t choose this assignment. Miss Glory-Eyes over there picked it up, and now I’ve gotta keep us both alive.”

“Isn’t there a filtering process? You know what, nevermind. I like you alive so here’s what’s gonna happen. I know you’ve got schematics and such, but if you trust me, I’m gonna need you to activate your camera.”

“Why?”

Montgomery sighed. “Just please? We don’t have time for this and you know she’s useless.”

Y/LN rolled her eyes, enjoying her last moments of privacy, and switched on her camera. They had just arrived at the Sector and were headed inside. Crowds of people lounging about in ratty, unwashed clothes.

It tugged at her heart strings seeing them like this. She knew there were places in the megacity that were clean, safe and people could afford to clothe themselves with more than rags. She also knew these people here would never see it. The system that they were meant to uphold kept them here in this downward spiral of poverty. It was a system she upheld. And one she desperately wanted to change. 

“Fucking christ, Wolfe looks like crap.”

Y/LN bit back a laugh, “Shut the fuck up, Montgomery.”

Wolfe charged ahead, already waiting on the elevator. She bounced on her heels, that annoying grin peering out from under her helmet.

Wolfe chirped, “Isn’t this exciting? If we take these people down we’ll totally be up for a promotion.”

Y/LN rolled her eyes and got her gun out. This was going to get ugly and fast. In the end, all she could hope for was that Wolfe would know when to run.

A groan came from the comm. “For fuck’s sake, I can’t believe the security on this thing.” 

Y/LN’s eyes widened as she hissed into her microphone, “What are you doing?”

Wolfe glanced over, her weapon still in her holster, “Who are you talking to?”

“I’m just here to help.”

“Are you hacking into the building’s security?” Y/LN asked.

“No…”

Y/LN felt a headache coming on as she barely resisted the urge to rub at where her forehead sat under her helmet. “That’s three years in an Iso-Cube.”

Montgomery replied in a sing-song voice, “Don’t tell Dredd.”

The operation went surprisingly well. If she saw a few doors close on their own, she wasn’t gonna mention it to Dredd.

After the mission, just as Y/N was about to take her helmet off she heard Montgomery once again, “Hey Y/LN, I have an idea. You should ask Dredd out. You two were hot back when I was in training.”

“Goodnight Montgomery.”

[sellyoursoulforagoodfic]

The Montgomery Files: Chapter 1

Dredd x reader

By @adventuresintooblivion

Note: This series are companion pieces to my Dredd fics written by my best friend that I’ve convinced her to let me post because of the recent surge in love for them.

**Takes place after Bang, Bang

Word Count: 260

Summary: A friend heard about the Dumpster Incident ™ and decided to give you a hard time.

Y/LN’s com crackled to life, “So Y/LN, I heard that Wolfe got you two cornered in the dumpster the other day.”

Y/LN sighed heavily. She had been on patrol all day and now was driving behind the red-head in question.

“I don’t wanna talk about it.”

Montgomery’s voice sounded over the soft static, “Aw come on Y/LN. You know I’m a sucker for drama.”

Y/N sighed heavily, “Fine, Montgomery, if you must know Dredd was our backup.”

The bouncy woman, at least Y/N thought she was bouncy, squealed happily, “Oh? I bet she tried to do that awkward bat her eyelashes at him and play the victim thing.”

Y/N couldn’t stop the smile that spread across her face, “Yeah, but he ignored her and helped me out of the dumpster.”

“Please. Tell me he dumped her on her ass.”

“He did.”

The sound of excited tapping came over the intercom, “Fuck yeah! I bet she whined incessantly and bitched about not being his favorite. Am I right?”

Y/N found herself nodding despite the fact that Montgomery couldn't see her, “That’s so accurate it hurts. Are you sure you weren’t listening in yesterday?”

Montgomery blew right past the question to ask one of her own, “So did the boy toy take care of you?”

“It’s not like that!”

“But he’s so hot.”

Y/LN repeated sternly, “It’s not a thing Montgomery so drop it.”

“Fine...You should absolutely still tap that if you can.”

“Control, Y/LN out.”

“But-” 

The line went dead.

[sellyoursoulforagoodfic]

Bang, Bang

Dredd x reader

Summary: Some good old fashioned hurt/comfort. Ya get shot on the job.

Word Count: 2378

Just two months into her new, “partnership” with one Judge Lily Wolfe saw Y/N both homicidal and scared for her very life. Since the redhead was still on assessment, she’d been choosing what cases they took. Boy was that a mistake. With eyes bigger than her ammo belt, Lily decided to take a case that they were woefully under qualified for: an obviously well-connected drug cartel that’d been causing issues all over the sector.

Like a good little guard dog, Y/N said nothing and tried to handle the case as quietly as possible. Of course that did nothing to silence the glory-hunting rookie. Wolfe busted in gun a blazing and had gotten the two of them pinned in a heavy dumpster in the process since it was the only semi-armored cover around.

While the idiotic partner fired blindly at the cartel, Y/N frantically put out a call for backup. “Y/LN to control! We’ve got two Judges under fire at Willow Haven! Requesting backup immediately!”

Almost instantly, a familiar, gravely voice spoke over the communicator. “Dredd to control. I’m inbound to their location.” Those words alone almost made Y/N weep in relief.

“Copy that, Dredd.”

Over the next several minutes, Y/N managed to take out six of their attackers with a lucky high-ex round while Lily still fired blindly in their general direction. Soon enough, more gunfire joined the fray, but fewer bullets were flying towards the two female Judges. Y/N could only hope it was because Dredd had finally arrived. Things naturally couldn’t go smoothly just because of that, though, so of course a bullet made it into their cover and started to ricochet until it tore through Lily’s calf all the way through and proceeded to embed itself in Y/N’s shoulder blade.

Armor piercing, she realized because otherwise it shouldn’t have made it through the thick plating of her armor. While Lily cried in pain, Y/N tried to keep her verbal complaining down to grunts so she could hear what was going on around them. Heavy bootsteps greeted her as the firing stopped. A sigh of relief left Y/N when she saw her husband’s beat-up helmet over the rim of the dumpster.

“Took you long enough,” she weezed.

“Dredd to control,” he reported to his communicator, “seventeen bodies for resyke and we need a medevac for Y/LN and Wolfe.”

“Copy,” the responder answered.

“I thought I was the one with shoulder issues,” Dredd said lightly to mask the worry that was rising.

Lily cried louder, trying to pull his attention to her. “Aren’t you going to help me?” she demanded.

His head shifted so that he was frowning at the redhead. “It’s a leg wound that’s nowhere near a major artery. You should be able to do a basic field dressing on that by yourself. She still has shrapnel and a slug in her bone--Stop moving it, woman!” Dredd snapped when he saw his wife try to climb out of the now-useless shelter.

“I’m not gonna stay in this fucking thing all day.”

The man huffed as he rolled his eyes. Given their relationship, it was a feat made easy out of familiarity to lift her out of the dumpster without jarring her shoulder too much. That didn’t stop the almost-inaudible whimper of pain that escaped her from causing guilt to lance through his heart. Only years of practice kept his signature scowl on his face instead of a look of panic.

“Help her out,” Y/N instructed quietly after he set her down, “or she won’t shut up about it.”

With much less care, Dredd hauled the sorry excuse for a Judge onto the street where she then collapsed holding her leg. Y/N just stood there with her arm hanging limply as she tried not to move it. It was all Y/N and Dredd could do to avoid leaning against the other. Both of them were masters of Judge Professionalism, so they managed to not show what either was feeling.

Even so, Y/N let out an exhausted sigh when the medical transport finally arrived.

Dredd gave a subtle nod to his wife before speaking into his communicator once more, “Dredd to Control. I’m going back out on patrol.”

“Copy that, Dredd. The other Judges’ bikes will be transported back to their places of residence.”

Even through his helmet, Y/N could see the statement “See you at home” written across her husband’s features. She nodded ever so slightly, and then he was gone.

It was when Lily was administered an anesthetic that the redhead became annoying once more. “That man never fucking changes does he? You’re always the special one for some reason, and the rest of us aren’t even worth the trash beneath his boots.”

“That’s bullshit,” Y/N snapped. “He doesn’t like you because you’ve never respected him. You just wanted to fuck him. He’s perfectly civil--if a bit harsh--to everyone else at the Hall,” Y/N muttered that last bit.

“That’s not true!” Lily exclaimed. “He liked me back when I was at the Academy. Sure he was hard on me, but he just wanted me to be a good Judge.”

Every fiber of Y/N’s being wanted to laugh at that insane notion. Joseph absolutely hated the woman, that much Y/N knew for sure. “What exactly makes you think he liked you?”

“Well, he always listened to me--” No he didn’t. “And he was more attentive to my needs . . .” What the fuck? “And he had me stay after classes sometimes.”

Part of Y/N wanted to know what the redhead’s reaction to the truth would be. What if she told Lily that she almost fucked on the gym floor after that first spar? What if she pulled out the ring she kept on a chain that signified their marriage? But she did neither.

Instead she just shrugged. “Whatever you say.”

Due to the eternal overabundance of people at the hospital--even the one just for Judges--Y/N and Lily were treated in the same room. At no point did the itch to drive the scalpel into her partner’s brain leave Y/N as she listened to her whine and cry while her leg got stitched up. Even while Y/N was stripped from the waist up except for a sports bra and under the doctor’s knife without even a local anesthetic due to a shortage, the redhead kept complaining. Y/N’s hand just clenched around her exposed wedding ring to both comfort herself and hide it from view. She only really tuned back into the room when the doctor started instructing them on what to do for the next few days.

“Wolfe, take it easy until Monday; then go back on patrol. Y/LN, you’re going to have to be extremely careful about infection, and it’s gonna take two weeks for you to be back on duty. I’ll tell the Chief to have someone help you around the house until then.”

“I don’t need a babysitter.”

“Don’t think I’ve forgotten about how you ignored your broken foot for three days last year. Judge or not, you’re going to let someone help you. Oh look. You’re ride’s here.”

Y/N saw Lily’s face light up before she knew who had just entered the room. “Dredd! I knew you cared!” the redhead exclaimed.

Y/N watched her husband’s frown deepen.

“You come here to check on me?” Lily flirted.

Dredd scoffed. “No. I’m here to escort her home. You are going home to your parents. Your mother has been screaming for my head ever since I saved your sorry ass. Y/LN, are you ready?”

She nodded once the doctor secured her arm in a sling. At that point she’d stiffly donned her tank top, and her armor was slung around her loosely.

“But who’s gonna help me?” Lily whined, limping after them as they set into the hall.

“Not my problem.”

It wasn’t too difficult to slip away from the unwelcome tag-along in the corridors of the hospital luckily, and in minutes the couple was standing next to Dredd’s on-duty bike. “You’re sitting in front of me this time,” he informed her.

“Why?”

“That way I can make sure you don’t fall off. Get on.”

She didn’t put up too much of a fight, and if it was obvious how much she enjoyed leaning back against his solid frame despite the minor pain it caused, Dredd said nothing about it. And if he pulled her closer to his body before taking off, she said nothing.

Dredd carefully picked her up as soon as he parked outside their residence. “Don’t even say anything, sweetheart,” he cut off her inevitable protest. “When I heard you call, I thought I was gonna find your body. Let me do the husband thing for once.”

Y/N sighed. “Okay. Whatever you say, babe.”

She could feel his incredulous gaze as he kicked their front door closed behind them. “Since when do you call me ‘babe’?” She took off his helmet and placed it on the table.

“Yeah, no, you’re right. That felt wrong.” Her nose scrunched up at how weird that was. The discomfort was worth it when she saw his face squish into a genuine smile, dimples and all. Her breath hitched at the relaxed joy that caused his hazel eyes squeeze shut as he laughed. Even for her it was rare to see him so happy. It almost felt like she was falling for him all over again.

When Dredd slightly composed himself, he gingerly set his wife down on the bed. “What?” he asked, still chuckling when he noticed the more-fond-than-usual look on her face.

She pulled him down to her level so she could kiss his still-smiling lips. “I just love you more than I can figure out how to say.”

He lightly bumped his nose against hers. “And I love you . . . but we really need to get you out of your uniform.”

“Joseph . . .”

A kiss was pressed to her temple before Dredd pulled her to her feet. “Do it and I’ll cook dinner.”

Y/N grinned. “Now you’re speaking my language.”

That night Dredd woke to the sound of his wife whimpering in her sleep. She was lying on her stomach against his chest at his insistence to keep her from rolling onto her injury. The hand that clenched against the flesh of his chest told him that she was having a nightmare. He turned to kiss the top of her head. 

“Sweetheart, wake up,” he murmured.

Her face screwed up, but she didn’t wake. “Joe, no,” she pleaded desperately in her sleep.

“I’m right here. Wake up, Y/N. Come on.”

With a violent jerk, the woman jumped awake. Her wide blue eyes flitted about, unseeing as Dredd watched her grapple with the waking world. He gently rubbed his hand along her shoulder where the skin was exposed because she’d swiped on of his shirts to sleep in and it didn’t fit well. It took several minutes for Y/N to come back to reality, during which Dredd patiently whispered soft assurances that they were both okay.

The fog noticeably lifted, and tears filled Y/N’s eyes when she saw his concerned hazel ones. A week cry of “Joseph” left her lips in the form of a sob. And that was all the prompting Dredd needed to sit up and pull her onto his lap so he could curl around her protectively. Her fingers dug into the bare flesh of his chest, but he couldn’t care less about the tiny cuts caused by her nails.

“I’ve got you, sweetheart,” Dredd breathed. “I’ve got you.”

“Joseph,” she whimpered, “I-I saw you--”

“It wasn’t real,” he promised. “What do you feel under your hand?” When she remained silent for too long, he repeated the question. “What do you feel?”

Y/N didn’t raise her head to reply. “Your heart.”

“I’m fine. I’m here. We’re here.” Dredd was steadily placing light kisses wherever he could reach. “My heart is beating only for you just like always.”

Gradually, her grip on him relaxed. “Sorry I woke you up.”

Dredd scoffed and rolled his eyes. “Only you would apologize for having a bad dream.” He set his cheek against the top of her head. “Was it about yesterday?” At her weak nod, he sighed. “Is there anything I can do?”

She shook her head. “Just be you.”

“Well, that’s easy,” he quipped, earning a half-hearted smile. “We gonna try to get some more sleep or do I need to make coffee?”

“Joseph, I’m not gonna make you stay up with me just because I can’t sleep.”

Once again, Dredd rolled his eyes. Instead of responding verbally, he scooted off the bed and started walking to the kitchen while carrying his wife. Y/N found herself set on the counter as Dredd set up their coffee pot. He made sure that he as he worked he was always touching her. Nightmares like this weren’t uncommon with  them given their line of work, so both were well-accustomed to handling this situation. Nights like this meant constant touching to make sure the other was alive. Others just required the spouse to retrieve the bottle of bourbon stashed at the back of their fridge.

Several minutes later, Y/N was wrapped around Dredd’s back as he leaned against the counter. She kissed the curve of his neck. “Thank you.”

Dredd swallowed a gulp of the coffee that was serving to keep him awake. “That’s what I’m here for, sweetheart.”

Eventually, Dredd felt his wife’s head drop heavily onto his shoulder. He couldn’t help the tiny smile that pulled at the corners of his mouth, knowing that Y/N had finally nodded off. Carefully, he set down his near-empty mug and turned to pick her up. It proved how often this happened since he was able to lift her and subsequently deposit her onto their bed without waking her.

Over the next several minutes, Dredd maneuvered her so that she was lying on him much like she had been a couple hours earlier. With one last kiss pressed to the top of her head, he drifted off too.

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I Love You

Dredd x reader

Summary: So you two say the magic words for the first time

Word Count: 250

Author’s note: Little Parks and Rec reference in this one. I thought it was cute, so here it is.

“I think I’m falling in love with you.” The words escaped Y/N’s mouth as she lay there with her boyfriend after yet another long day at work.

Dredd turned his head to look at the woman beside him. He didn’t fail to notice the tightness around her Y/E/C eyes that conveyed her fear. He simply nodded once before kissing her cheekbone chastely. “Okay.”

From Dredd, the relaxed response actually calmed her. That meant it was okay, and he had no problem with it. A smile pulled at her lips. “Okay.”

They again found themselves lying on his bed--though it was more theirs than his at this point. This time Dredd’s body was perfectly contoured to hers as he held her back against his chest. He tipped his lips down so they were pressed against Y/N’s shoulder. Once again he was faced with the conflict of his gruff disposition and his desire to be completely honest with this woman.

Half-thinking she was asleep based off of her steady breathing, he whispered, “I love you,” into the skin against his lips. When one of her hands reached up to pet his hair, Dredd let his eyes fall closed. 

Her head leaned against his as she echoed his response from two months ago, “Okay.”

He smiled at the simplicity of the matter.

Y/N turned around so she could smile against his lips. “Joseph Dredd . . . I love you and I like you.”

A laugh left him. “I love you and I like you, too.”

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First Sleepover

Dredd x reader

Summary: The tin, read it, that’s what it is.

Word Count: 842

They’d been dating for about a month and were firmly in the honeymoon stage. As honeymoon stagey as Dredd could get, anyway. In a strange twist, it turned out that both of them were a bit touch-starved because of their histories. Little did they know that this would lead to the two of them spending their date night as they were. It’d been a particularly rough day on the streets since just about every gang decided to riot, so instead of doing dinner like they normally would, the exhausted Judges were sitting on his bed just holding each other. 

Y/N couldn’t exactly recall how they got in their current position, but she wasn’t about to complain. She’d never felt safer than as she clung to him while sitting in a loop made by his legs. Her arms wrapped around his neck while his pulled her closer at her lower back. She gently nuzzled the curve of his shoulder. Her mirrored her actions in response, making her smile and kiss the skin exposed by the tanktop he was wearing. Again, Dredd responded in kind.

“I like this,” Y/N murmured.

For a few seconds, Dredd debated on what to say. Eventually, he decided on the truth. He really liked  this woman; he doubted she would ever use the information against him. “So do I.”

Inwardly, she preened at that. It naturally didn’t escape her knowledge how much that admission meant to him. Wisely, she left it alone. She instead ran a hand through his short, brown hair. “You wanna hear something amusing?”

“Hmm?”

“Wolfe tried to get me to do something like this once.”

Shocked, Dredd pulled back so he could see her face. “You’re joking.”

Y/N laughed at his expression. “It was during that month I had to room with her after the fire broke out in the senior dorms. I think she failed a test on sentences or something, so she came crying to me. She tried to get me to hug her for like twenty minutes.”

“I hope this is more enjoyable, then.”

The sudden spark of lust in her boyfriend’s hazel gaze as he leaned his face close to hers took her breath away. She shifted so she could grip his hair roughly like she’d discovered he liked. “I can’t even begin to describe how much better this is.”

At this point their breaths were mingling, they were so close. “I’ve got a few ideas,” he pulled her bottom lip between his teeth lightly, “on how,” the nip became a searing kiss between words, “you can describe it.”

The next morning, Y/N found herself waking more slowly than usual. The transition was normally almost instantaneous, but this time it was if her body didn’t want to wake. As soon as she was conscious enough, it wasn’t exactly hard to figure out why she was so comfortable. A warm arm curled around her to keep her pressed closely to an equally warm body behind her. The thoughtless, sleep-fueled kiss that was placed to the back of her neck only solidified whose naked body was slotted against her back.

This was the first time she’d stayed over at Dredd’s for the night, Y/N realized distantly. Looking at the clock, she groaned. They had to go to work in a few hours . . . Carefully, she turned in his grip, trying not to wake her boyfriend. She was unexpectedly successful.

For the first time since they started dating she saw the man completely. The last dredges of Dredd’s signature frown had been erased. That alone was not much of a change since she’d seen him smile several times at this point. It was, instead, the look of innocent peace etched into his features that made her heart flutter. Her hand came up to cup his cheek with her hand.

As her thumb brushed over his cheekbone, Dredd’s eyes squinted open. His hand came up to hold hers without moving it. “Morning,” he rumbled. The hand moved to rub at his eyes. “How’d you sleep?”

“Can’t complain,” was her quiet response.

“First time that’s happened,” he commented.

Y/N’s heart lurched into her throat. Instantaneously, she was recoiling out of the bed while saying, “I-if you want me to go, I will. I d-didn’t mean to impose,” as fast as she could.

Strong hands latched onto her wrist to drag her back into the warm bed, and therefore Dredd’s cuddling embrace. “Relax,” he grumbled. “You’re more than welcome to stay here. If that changes, I’ll tell you.”

“Are you sure?” she squeaked.

Dredd growled quietly. He rolled over so he was pinning her to the bed, and she was reminded just how naked they were after last night’s activities. Specifically, one body part of his that seemed to be as awake as the man himself reminded her. “Does that feel like I don’t want you here?”

She ducked her head to hide her blush. “No.”

“Exactly. Stop overthinking. This was never a casual fling, and I wouldn’t have gone to sleep last night if you were unwelcome.”

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Apparently You’re Married Chapter 2

Dredd x reader

Summary: Takes place mostly right after Peach Trees; you make sure he gets patched up. Partner’s still a dick.

Word Count: 1093

The next day, Y/N got ready in time with her husband just like every other day. On this one, however, she left the apartment before him by a few minutes since he forgot something so he had to double back. She was then immediately unpleasantly surprised to find Lily waiting in the parking lot. The redhead’s bike was parked beside Y/N’s husband’s, making it abundantly clear that she was trying to figure out the man’s identity.

Y/N turned around before she was spotted to warn him to wait a few minutes if he wanted to avoid being spotted. They didn’t want anyone--especially pseudo-friends like Lily--to know about their relationship given his reputation. Exiting again, Y/N pursed her lips.

“Is there a reason you’re lurking around my husband’s bike?” she demanded.

“I’m just curious,” Lily pouted. “You never mentioned you were married before. Let alone to a Judge. He has to be quite something to have gotten your attention, right?”

“Yes, he is, but I have zero intention of letting you find out or telling you who he is. My life after our shift is none of your business. Stay out of it so we can get to work.”

Wisely, Lily didn’t press the issue further than she already had.

Later that day when they were turning in a report, their commanding officer jogged up to them. That alone was enough to put Y/N on edge. “Y/LN, Wolfe, there’s a situation over at Peach Trees.”

“What is it?” Y/N was immediately demanding.

“10-24, Judges under fire.”

“Who?” Lily annoyingly asked before their CO could just tell them.

“Dredd and Anderson.”

Lily scoffed. “Dredd can handle it; if not, we lose a grouchy stick-in-the-mud. Nothing major.”

Y/N once again had to resist murder. “Has backup arrived at their location?”

“No. Peach Trees has apparently been taken over, best we can figure, and has enacted War Protocol. The two Judges we sent can’t get inside.”

Y/N’s heart began to race. This wasn’t good. “What do you want us to do?”

“Four more Judges just headed over there, too, against my orders. Go over and see what’s going on. If anyone can help Dredd, it’s you.”

“You mean us,” Lily grinned.

Even their boss looked annoyed. “No, I mean your partner will be able to help. At the very least, she’ll be able to give him first aid without him putting up too much of a fight.”

By the time the two female Judges reached Peach Trees, the doors were starting to rise. That alone made Y/N incredibly nervous. No judge had ever been trapped inside a building with everyone inside after them before, so for all she knew both Judges had been killed, satisfying whoever trapped them. Her breath caught when she saw the two tired Judges walking through the lobby.

Not caring if Lily was watching, Y/N took off sprinting towards Dredd.

Anderson started to pull her gun on the approaching Judge, but was waved off by her assessor. “Sir? What if they’re dirty?”

“She’s not,” was his only reply. The rookie thought she saw that trademark frown on Dredd’s face lighten a little.

When Y/N was close enough, she wrapped her arms around Dredd and leaned the foreheads of their helmets together. “I thought you were dead,” she whispered.

“I almost was a few times,” he admitted. The feared Judge stepped back and returned his attention to Anderson. “Go brief the boss on what happened; I’ll tell her your results after I’m done here.”

“Yes, sir.”

It was after she was gone that Y/N noticed the blood and hole on the front of his uniform. “Joseph . . .?”

“Armor-piercing round,” he explained. “Our ‘backup’ was dirty. Shot me through my cover.”

“And let me guess, you didn’t patch up the back?” she asked even as she circled around to look at his back. “I take your silence as a yes. Strip.”

“Your partner is coming this way.”

“I don’t care. My husband has been shot and is oozing blood out of his back. Strip, so I can patch you up. You don’t even have to take your helmet off.”

Grumbling, he complied stiffly.

When both of the top layers had been shed, leaving him in the black tank top, Y/N pulled it up just far enough that she could see the damage. “You’re damn lucky this wasn’t much higher,” she muttered.

“What’s goin’ on?” Lily chirped as she reached them.

“Dredd’s been shot; I’m patching him up,” Y/N replied in clipped tones.

“And he’d appreciate you leaving him alone,” the man himself spoke up.

As oblivious as always, Lily grinned. “So the Judge Dredd got shot again? My record is officially more badass than the most legendary guy on the force!”

Dredd could hear his wife’s teeth grinding together even as she delicately stitched his skin back together by hand. “I’ve been a Judge at least a decade longer than you, Wolfe. You grew up on the rich levels, right? You didn’t even need to work, but you chose to be a Judge for the glory while Y/LN actually wanted to do her part to protect good people in this city. Besides,” he smirked, startling the redhead that’d only ever seen him frown, “the only reason you’re not dead yet is because your partner does the hard parts, and you repaid her yesterday by shooting her.”

“How did you--”

“Dredd and I are friends, dumbass,” Y/N snickered. “I messaged him and told him what happened.” She paused to gently rub her hand across her husband’s lower back before letting his shirt fall back down. “Okay, Dredd, you’re done.”

Their boss strolled over after having debriefed Anderson. “Okay, we’ve gotten her debrief on what happened. Dredd, all I need from you is your verdict on her assessment. Was she a pass or a fail?”

“She’s a pass,” he announced roughly while getting redressed.

The woman snickered. “Okay. Y/LN, you escort him home and make sure he stays there. Wolfe, head back to the Hall to pick up your new partner for the day.”

“So she just gets the day off because she knows him?” the redhead whined.

“Yes. I think they’ve both earned it after being shot, don’t you?”

Lily pouted, but grinned when she thought of another way to argue. “Your husband probably won’t like you spending all day with another guy, though. I know my boyfriend wouldn’t.

Y/N scoffed. “Trust me, he’ll be fine with it.”