#revina revnic x rick flag

[raith-way]

Fandom: DCEU / Suicide Squad

Fic: Memento Vivere

Pairing: Revina Revnic/Rick Flag

Kiss Prompt 10: …desperately

Requested By: @asirensrage

Tagging: @jinxsflame @hughstheforcelou @uno-reverse-reversed @hiddenqveendom @ocfairygodmother @jewelswrites-ish

The Mission Comes First

Rev had learned, what felt like a lifetime ago now, to fear the words routine mission. Any time a mission became routine, she knew to keep on guard because some kind of shit was going to hit life’s proverbial fan. Despite knowing that, she had let herself relax. Because the mission had been a simple one. Her and Harley had been the only ones deployed, into a dark nightclub filled with music that she could feel vibrating in her soul and bodies sliding against each other with wild abandon. It made her crave the quiet, but she got a kick out of watching Harley mingle and enjoy time outside of her cage. As far as the mission went, they were just doing a little recon. (Rev’s first specialty.) Watch, listen, learn, report. It was the kind of mission that she could do with her mind completely disconnected. Instincts picking up the important bits while her thoughts strayed.

Harley danced, Rev observed, and Rick talked into her ear the whole time. Strict orders that kept her eyes sharp and whispered words that made her thighs tense. For a little while, it was the best mission ever. Harley was distracting the crowd with what looked like an impromptu dance battle, giving Rev a clear view of their target and his dealings, and Rick was dripping filth over their private comm about all the things they were going to do as soon as this mission was over. Her body had started to move along with the masses as she imagined a completely different body pressed against hers, and that was when it happened. When the routine mission flipped, ass-up, and she had frozen inside the club as she heard strange voices over the comm.

Focusing on the mission had been torture after that, because the comm had gone silent. The private channel and the public one. She gave Rick five minutes, she trusted him enough to take care of himself, but she could only control herself for five minutes. Once time was up, she started jumping with the crowd just a little out of beat. She caught Harley’s eyes, and she knew the woman could understand her because she clapped her hands in the air and pulled attention to herself. Rev used the window of opportunity to slip out of the club unnoticed, and she could hear the heavy door clang behind her as she strained to see around her. Rick’s command center for the night was nearby, and that was where she went. Started at a leisurely walk and then slowly built into a jog, until she was nearly running. The nightclub had been in one warehouse, and Rick was set up at a different warehouse far enough away to not be noticeable. Too fucking far away, in her opinion.

The first body was a bit of a shock. Neck twisted at an odd angle, sprawled across the ground, but she didn’t slow her run and just jumped over the body instead of stopping to inspect. The second body was less of a shock, face and chest shining wet and red in the darkness, and she jumped over the body and upped her speed. By the time she reached the warehouse she was looking for, she had vaulted over two other very obviously dead bodies and was breathing heavy from the panic rather than the fast pace. The next shock came from the bright light inside the warehouse, and she skidded to a stop in front of the rolled-up door. Just outside of the falling light. The thick leather heels of her boots caused some noise, enough to get some attention, and Rick’s eyes snapped up to hers.

“The fuck’re you doin’ here, Revnic?” Using her surname wasn’t a good sign, but she didn’t care about which of her names that he was using because she could clearly see blood. He was sitting behind a table, just a plain white fold-up table, and leaned back in his chair. The coat he was wearing to ward off the chill was gaping open, showing the dark shirt underneath, and she could clearly see rips in the material. Rips from blades. On the floor under him, she could see grouped drops of blood. (Not puddles of blood. He wasn’t bleeding that much.)

“Strange voices, dark comm, what the fuck?” No one had ever accused her of not getting to the point, and she completely ignored Rick’s I’m-the-team-leader-show-some-respect glare.

“I was doing a perimeter check, and I got stabbed,” he answered as he sat up straighter. He visibly winced as he slumped forwards in his chair, like she wouldn’t worry if he hid the damage behind the table, and she reached up to pull at her hair. Her stupidly dyed hair that had been dyed for this stupid mission, where Rick had been stabbed while not even being involved in the mission part of the mission.

“What? Why’d you get stabbed?” she rushed out. If they’d been found out, someone would have come after her or Harley. Why go after Rick? Better yet, how’d they get the jump on Rick?

“Not like I stopped to interrogate them. I was a little busy with being stabbed,” he mumbled and rubbed absently at his jaw. Had one of them clocked him? He quit rubbing at his face and pressed his fingers against his temple as he looked right at her. “I got a little distracted.”

“Are you telling me that you can’t handle phone sex and not getting stabbed at the same time?” She finally marched forward, out of the darkness and into the harsh light of the warehouse Rick had claimed, and she bit down on her grin as Rick instinctively sat up straight in his chair.

“It wasn’t phone sex,” he complained. As soon as she was close enough, she grabbed at his shoulder and pushed him back in the chair.

“Comm sex sounds stupid.” She was talking while pulling up the dark tee that he was wearing, and she swiped her hand across the blood that had streaked down his torso. She heard him hiss through his teeth, but she could see now that the wounds themselves weren’t so bad. Two lucky strikes, enough to break the skin and make a mess, but he probably wouldn’t even need stitches. Just a big band-aid slapped on for a day or two.

“Mission ain’t over, Revnic,” he told her as she swung her leg over his lap. Her shirt was dark enough that it wouldn’t show bloodstains, and it wasn’t like she’d care if she did walk back into the club with blood all over her shirt.

“Just checking on my team leader.” She kept one hand pressed against his stomach, high up on the left with already drying blood sticking to her skin, as she leaned forward and knocked her chin against his. “Next time you need to take a break to kill some interlopers, you keep me on.”

“That get you off, Rev?” The words were said against her lips, warm breath against her skin and the taste of the mints that he favored slipping down her tongue, and her free hand locked around his neck with enough force to leave bruises in the shapes of her fingertips along his hairline.

“Knowing you’re alive gets me off.” She whispered the words into him, so that he could taste the truth of what she’d said, and she thought of his voice cutting off. Of not being able to hear him. Of not knowing if he was alive or not.

Before she could have another thought, of Rick dying or him killing four men while she danced with strangers, they crashed together. She bit at his lips until he cursed against her teeth and gripped her hips hard enough to ache, and she lost herself in him. They pushed and pulled at each other, desperate to leave marks that belonged to them, and she ducked down to feel the thundering pulse in his throat pushing against her tongue. Sealed her lips around the thin skin and sucked, nipped with her teeth and pulled, to leave a mark over the place that proved he was alive. She could feel fresh blood against her hands as her fingers curled against his skin, like she could pull him apart and bury herself inside his chest cavity right next to his beating heart, and she could feel her hair being pulled as she was ripped away from his skin so that his lips could devour hers. Her mouth felt hot and sensitive, bruises were blooming across her hips and thighs, and it wasn’t enough.

When Rick pulled away, she actually whined. A high-pitched sound slipped from her throat as her hips rocked forwards, and Rick sat up straight to hold her steady against him. One hand curled around the back of her thigh, fingers pressing in, and the tight grip he had on her hair allowed him to hold her back. Even if she did lose a few strands of hair while trying to taste the jumping muscle in his jaw. Her eyes opened to look at him, to see how his usual stern expression hardened into something that echoed the hunger in her, and she tipped her head back to bare her throat as she let out another quiet sound of need.

“We have a guest,” Rick said slowly. He was looking directly at her, looking at the way her tongue swiped across her bottom lip as she chased the taste of him, and she forced herself to focus. Behind her, she could hear heavy leather shifting against concrete.

“Don’t stop on my account, boss. I’m gettin’ quite the show,” Harley told them cheerfully. Mission, right. If Harley was here, that meant that the mission was over. (Could also mean that Harley had gotten worried and decided to check on them, or it could mean that she had gotten impatient and just killed the target. Rev was okay with all the options.)

“Love ya, Harls, but… no,” Rev said and looked over her shoulder. When she bowed her spine to look over her shoulder without dislodging Rick’s hand from her hair, her hips rolled forward and Rick’s fingers slipped to grip at her inner thigh. From her bent angle, she could see Harley pouting and kicking at the ground.

“Always ruinin’ the fun,” Harley sighed. Rick echoed the sigh, so perfectly that Rev almost laughed, but she was saved from getting that lecture as Rick suddenly gripped her hips and lifted her from his lap.

“Harley, report,” he snapped out. Harley straightened, standing at perfect attention, and even her salute was right on point. Once Rick was standing, Rev dropped to sit in his chair and waited for the debrief to be over. In the meantime, she had some plans to make.

[revina-revenant]

Fandom: Suicide Squad (2016) & The Suicide Squad (2021)

Crossover: Memento Mori

OCs: Revina Revnic, [TBA]

Pairings: Revina Revnic/Rick Flag, [TBA]

Chapters: 0.5/? [Not Posted Yet]

Links: FanFiction • ArchiveOfOurOwn

Summary: Revina Revnic was the Golden Child of Black Ops, until one tiny mistake and a dead scientist. Now she was the new guardian of Belle Reve, tasked with keeping the criminals in line without somehow becoming one herself.

[raith-way]

Scenes I’ll (Probably) Never Write [001/???] Fic: Memento Vivere

When Rick strolled down the dirt and gravel path leading into Belle Reve, wearing his ridiculous church suit that absolutely did not accentuate the width of his shoulders at all, Rev was perched on the high wall next to the main gate and letting her feet swing through the thick humid air. Sunglasses hid her gaze and her head was tipped up towards the endless blue sky, so Rick had no idea that she was watching every moment of his slow approach. The fingers of his right hand were twitching, quick ticking curls, like when he wanted a gun in his hand. Probably thinking of ripping his tie off. Meeting with the big bosses was a hazard of being team leader, and Rev was grateful that she was merely his second-in-command. Tasked with guarding the inmates while he had to defend their actions in the field.

“The hell ‘re you doin’ up there?” The drawled words reached her before he did, and she bit the inside of her cheek to hide her wince. Rick’s slow angry drawl only came out when he was especially pissed, so it must not have been a pleasant meeting. Rev didn’t see what the big deal was. It wasn’t like anyone important had died, and the property damage had been contained. Eventually.

“Just waiting on you, o’ fearless leader.” The usual tease only earned her a very impressive scowl, and she tried not to focus on how Rick’s face was level with her knees. Or how her thighs had parted the slightest bit as he got closer. Or on the way the muscle in his jaw ticked as he looked up at her from between her knees. Fuck it. Thinking inappropriate thoughts about her kind-of boss was pretty much her second job these days. No one should look that good while scowling, just like she shouldn’t think about how easy it would be to sling her legs over his shoulders and pull him in. “What’s a’matter, Colonel? Couldn’t make any headway with the other suits?”

“Classified, Revnic.” She rolled her eyes even though he couldn’t see and then bared her teeth in a grin to get her emotions across; shit-damn-fuck, he looked even better with that soft smile bracketed by her thighs. “What did you make today?”

Rev thought of Boomer’s flaming pant leg, Floyd’s screams as Boomer ran after him while yelling for someone to put out the fire, and Harley’s enthusiastic cheering of Boomer’s new origin story for his fire powers. The burns on her palms had healed, but she’d bet Boomer’s left slightly charred nut that Briggs was still crying in the corner of his office. Rev looked away from Rick’s shoulders brushing the insides of her knees and his tempting mouth, found a cloud overhead that looked like a unicorn, and sighed dramatically like a Hollywood starlet looking longingly out of a window.

“Mistakes.” Clearly, making flaming sambuca shots were not on the approved criminal exercises list for a reason. Rev sighed one last time and prepared to face Rick’s wrath at finding the scorch marks inside the prison. On the plus side, Rick looked downright sinful when he was lecturing her. She could probably get him so worked up that he’d strip the suit jacket off and muss up his meeting-combed hair. So she looked down to let her sunglasses slip down her nose and looked him right in the eye as she repeated, “So many mistakes. Fire mistakes.”

one-two-three

“Goddammit, Rev! How many times do I have to tell you—”

“He only uses my name when he’s yelling,” she thought as the tirade picked up volume. “Fucking glorious.”

Tagging: @jinxsflame @hughstheforcelou @uno-reverse-reversed @hiddenqveendom @asirensrage @ocfairygodmother

[raith-way]

I'm sending your music ask back because I really liked it lol.

So, for Ryan, Rev and Toni, choose a general playlist and on the third song, tell me what scene would play for your oc if your fic was a show or movie. One song for each lol.

I should have known this would get turned back on me, but I do love music asks so I can't even pretend to not be happy. Okay, I picked the third song and only did one song each. That being said, I still managed to find a way to go a little overboard. (Also, I was very tempted to cheat with one of the songs but managed to control myself.) Thank you for the ask!!

Ryan Lopez & Bruce Wayne [otp: mutually assured destruction]

Icon For Hire – Hope Of Morning

[try as i might to keep it together / why is recovery taking forever / fool the whole world / just until i get better / i’m terrified i’ll be faking forever, faking forever]

Ryan standing in a sea of people, at some kind of high society function, forcing herself to smile and make polite conversation. With every quick glance her way, she knows that people are talking about her various scandals. Yelling at people, the threats of violence and a few cases of actual violence, the scars unhidden by the dress she’s wearing. Knowing that her first impression will never fade, that she’ll always be known as the Beast of Gotham.

[on and on, i wonder what went wrong inside my head / i don’t have to have the answers, but tonight i wish i did / all the pain i can’t explain away won’t fade / all the secrets silenced by the shame / don’t make me say it]

Back at Bruce’s lakehouse, stripped out of the dress that she thinks of as a cheap costume no matter what’s on the price tag, looking outside while hearing Bruce walk into the room behind her. Bruce seeing her absently touching the scars that should have ended her life, knowing without her having to say anything that she’s thinking of the peace that was taken from her and the shame she feels for wanting that peace back. Him standing behind her, putting his hands over hers to still her movements, and holding her in silence. Just allowing her to feel.

[when the hope of morning starts to fade in me / i don’t dare let darkness have its way with me / and the hope of morning makes me worth the fight / i will not be giving in tonight]

Ryan leaning back against Bruce, trusting him to hold her up and trusting him to know her. That she isn’t giving up. That she’s going to keep trying, keep fighting, for him and for herself.

Revina Revnic & Rick Flag [otp: need you closer]

Ella Mae Bowen – Holding Out For A Hero

[somewhere after midnight in my wildest fantasies / somewhere just beyond my reach / there’s someone reaching back for me / racing on the thunder and rising with the heat]

Pre mission, a moment of peace in the night before leaving at dawn, with Rev and Rick in adjoining rooms. Both laying down in the darkness, unknowingly facing towards each other. Both worrying about the mission waiting for them, worried for each other and never for themselves. Rev thinking about how easy it would be to get up and cross to his room. Rick thinking about how, for once, he wouldn’t turn down any of Rev’s usual pre-mission offers.

[through the wind and the chill and the rain / and the storm and the raging flood / oh, his approach is like a fire in my blood]

Middle of the mission, Rick is still all that Rev can focus on. Constantly drawn to him, straining towards him, despite trying to stay on target. Then there’s that moment, when the mission is complete and everything just goes still, and her entire body lights up when their eyes meet.

[i’ll need a hero / and then we’ll dance ‘til the morning light / dreaming he’ll lead / held tight, tonight’s the night]

Post mission, another win after another close call, and this time Rick is the one who makes the first move. Who lets himself see Rev and reach for her, pull her close the way she’s dreamed about and then not let go like she’d been too afraid to hope for.

Toni Swan & Jasper Hale [otp: i feel everything for you]

Lauren Aquilina – Fools

[friends, i watched us as we changed / the feelings in my headspace rearranged / i want you more than i’ve wanted anyone / isn’t that dangerous?]

Toni is helping to plan her sister’s wedding, and she can see Bella’s happiness under the nervous energy. As the wedding gets closer, Toni’s focus keeps getting pulled to Jasper. To her best friend. Only, she’s not thinking of him like a best friend. Every time they’re together, all she can think about is how she wants to be closer. All she can think about is how she wants.

[the anticipation before the kiss / mirrored in my shaking lips / oh, god, i feel so unprepared / the two of us so out of place / my feelings written on my face / got what i want but now i’m scared]

After so many passed over chances, there’s the first kiss. Such a natural reaction to being close to Jasper, until the implications sink in. Toni’s eyes widening as she realizes that she just kissed her best friend, the person who has been there for her and supported her during the most difficult time of her life, and what if she just ruined them?

[what if we ruin it all, and we love like fools? / and all we have, we lose? / and i don’t want you to go but i want you so / so tell me what / tell me what we choose]

Before Toni can pull away, Jasper pulls her in closer. Holds her to him and whispers their shared fears in the quiet space between them. They might be risking their easy friendship, but they can gain so much more. After everything they’ve been through and everything they feel for each other, they can take this chance. This time, they can choose each other.

[raith-way]

If you could choose only one song to define each of your ocs and their pairings, what songs would you choose?

This is playing dirty. You know I love music and playlists! This took a lot of thinking, for some of the pairings, but it was so much fun to do because you know I listened to all of the songs while answering this. I know it isn't part of the ask, but I'm going to include the why too. Thank you so much for the ask!!

Soundtrack Of The Revolution [fandom: my chemical romance & avenged sevenfold]

Tyler Raith & Gerard Way [otp: you're beautiful to me]

I Don't Love You by My Chemical Romance

when you go / would you have the guts to say / i don't love you / like i loved you / yesterday

Okay, hear me out. I realize this isn't the song that would normally be used to serenade the person that you're madly in love with, but it makes sense within the context of the story. To the point that this is considered their song even before anything romantic ever happens between them.

Things Are Getting A Little Hazy [fandom: buffy the vampire slayer]

Grace Blackburn & Eliot Greenwood [otp: crawling through fire]

NFWMB by Hozier

when i first saw you / the end was soon - give your heart and soul to charity / 'cause the rest of you / the best of you / honey, belongs to me

From Eliot's perspective, the first time he sees Grace is the first sign of his current life ending. The whole song makes me think of them, because either one of them could sing it to the other and it would ring true.

Starving Faithful [fandom: fast & furious series]

Kat Ellis & Jakob Toretto [otp: what took you so long?]

Like I'm Gonna Lose You by Meghan Trainor feat. John Legend

in the blink of an eye / just a whisper of smoke / you could lose everything / the truth is you never know

They've both lost loved ones and know that any moment could be their last, especially with the kind of lives they lead, so this song just feels perfect for them.

Memento Series [fandom: dceu / snyderverse / suicide squad]

Ryan Lopez & Bruce Wayne [otp: mutually assured destruction]

Wicked Game by Grace Carter

the world was on fire / and no one could save me but you / it's strange what desire / will make foolish people do - now / i don't wanna fall in love / no / i don't wanna fall in love / with you

The start of their relationship is not an easy one, even after they discover each other's secrets. Ryan doesn't want to love Bruce, doesn't want to love anyone, and neither does Bruce. At first. This song definitely fits the first act of their relationship.

Revina Revnic & Rick Flag [otp: need you closer]

Play With Fire by Sam Tinnesz feat. Yacht Money

insane, inside / the danger gets me high / can't help myself / got secrets i can't tell - now you're gonna know us / hail to the king and queen of the ruckus

I feel like this one speaks for itself, but I love Rev and Rick so I'll explain anyway. They've got a crazy job, leading Task Force X, but they excel at it because they both love the danger. (Rev also kinda likes setting things on fire.) I also think "king and queen of the ruckus" sums up their relationship perfectly.

Kit Kelley & Harley Quinn [otp: living for your love]

One Call Away by Charlie Puth

cause you know / i just wanna see your smile / no matter where you go / know you're not alone - superman got nothing on me / i'm only one call away

Kit would literally do anything for Harley. All she has to do is ask. He doesn't even care that his best friend is technically responsible for keeping Harley in prison. If Harley asked him to break her out, he would do it without a second thought. Their relationship makes me so happy, and this song fits them so well. I just picture the two of them dancing and laughing in the middle of some destruction, preferably with Superman and Batman scowling somewhere in the distance, whenever I hear this song.

[raith-way]

You're getting one for all of them. Don't feel obligated though. 36 for Ryan Lopez/Bruce Wayne 10 for Rev Revnic/Rick Flag 47 for Grace Blackburn/Eliot Greenwood 24 for Kat Ellis/Jakob Toretto 22 for Mac Rowe/Steve lol 42 for Kenzie Rowe/Bruce

I know I already answered these, but I put them on AO3 too so that I can keep track of them easier. So, here they are!

Ryan Lopez & Bruce Wayne [otp: mutually assured destruction]

36: ...to give up control Show Me Your Truth Summary: Bruce has a plan. Ryan has a plan to ruin that plan.

Revina Revnic & Rick Flag [otp: need you closer]

10: ...desperately The Mission Comes First Summary: The mission was meant to be simple, but since when does Task Force X ever have a simple mission?

Grace Blackburn & Eliot Greenwood [otp: crawling through fire]

47: ...out of spite Dancing In The Moonlight Summary: Eliot needs to train, but Grace might not be the best teacher.

Kat Ellis & Jakob Toretto [otp: what took you so long?]

24: ...in danger One Step At A Time Summary: Everything around them is being destroyed, and all they have is a moment. Just this one moment.

Mac Rowe & Steve Rogers [otp: it's always me and you]

22: ...in a rush of adrenaline Mission Complete Summary: Hydra - 0 / Mac - 3

Kenzie Rowe & Bruce Banner [brotp: until you love yourself]

42: ...out of pride It's All About Patience Summary: Kenzie watches the news, which starts off horribly but has a happy ending.