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Tim Drake x Reader - Thief for Hire
You jumped from one building to the other.
You kept running.
The wind hit your face and you smiled.
Nothing could stop you now.
Not the police.
Not Batman.
And definitely not some Robin, or ex-Robin for that matter.
You stopped when you reached your apartment, and slipped inside through the window you purposely left open. You grinned when you reached your bedroom. Sleep, finally! You dropped your bag of loot and crashed into bed.
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You woke up and found a boy sitting on your couch. He was tall, with black hair and a serious look on his face. At first, you were shocked, but you quickly found your voice.
“Um, who the hell are you and why are you in my apartment?”
“Well, you robbed the local jewelry store, so how ‘bout you tell me about that first?”
“You wish.”
“Fine. I’ll just call the GCPD and tell them all about a certain 22 year-old college dropout who robs places for hire, and was busted while doing so.”
You stopped
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Damian Wayne x Reader - Jokes on You
There was a new boy at school.
He was the son of a billionaire. The oh so famous Bruce Wayne.
Gotham Academy's hot gossip for the YEAR was all kinds of talk about him. You almost felt bad for him, having to deal with all that attention. Then again, it was hard to feel bad for the person who had treated you like such SHIT.
He had no friends. He simply lived through each day as if he was just tolerating it, as if it were some sort of test of patience. He just went through the motions, but not in the usual way. He was a straight-A student, but he was no teacher's pet. He got in trouble in almost every class for "sassing the teacher." Not that you cared. He had hurt you. You would never care about him again.
"HEY! Would you watch where you're going?" you yelled at him. He had knocked into you and sent your books crashing to the floor. He looked sorry. But you didn't care. You glared and bent down to pick up your books. You saw out of the corner of your eye that he kept walking. Typical. Yo
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Jason Todd x Reader - The X-acto Knife
Work had sucked.
HARD.
All you wanted to do was go home and see Jason. He was your boyfriend of 2 months (and counting).  It always kind of scared you how much he cared for you, but then again, it went both ways. You didn't know you'd survive without him being there for you.
You walking back to your apartment (which you shared with Jason), when you saw them. THEM.
"Hey bitchface, where's your ugly-ass boyfriend!!"
They were the people that had been driving you to the brink of insanity, and trust me, you'd seen insanity, Gotham was full of it. They were the reason that whenever Jason wasn't home because he was out on some late-night hunt, you found yourself driving a knife into your calf. On some days it was so bad you had a limp. Jason had never found out. He was almost never home after dusk.
"What's with the hair? Did your boyfriend do it? I wouldn't be surprised..."
They laughed some more. You felt the anger surge in your heart. It hurt worse when they made fun of Jason, more th
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SHE'S MY GIRLFRIEND - DAMIMAPS
"SHE'S NOT MY GIRLFRIEND!!!" Damian screamed at Jason.
"Right, so I"m supposed to believe the fact that I just saw you kiss her on the cheek and your NOT her boyfriend?"
Damian's glare deepened. "I would never date someone like her. She's the most annoying human I've ever met, and that includes YOU. I was forced to spend a day with her at Gotham Academy and it was one of the worst of my life. I would never date her, even for MONEY."
Jason just smirked and walked away. Damian's glare deepened to the point that his face was all eyebrows. It took everything in him not to go and kick him in the balls.
"Damian...."
Damian whipped around and saw Maps standing in the doorway of his bedroom. There were tears in her eyes, and she looked hurt. Damian just stood there. For a moment he was speechless.
"I thought you were in the room!"
"I could hear your shouting through the door." She paused and took a deep breath. "Do you really think I'm annoying?"
"No! No, of course not! I was just trying to ma
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You jumped from one building to the other.

You kept running.

The wind hit your face and you smiled.

Nothing could stop you now.

Not the police.

Not Batman.

And definitely not some Robin, or ex-Robin for that matter.

You stopped when you reached your apartment, and slipped inside through the window you purposely left open. You grinned when you reached your bedroom. Sleep, finally! You dropped your bag of loot and crashed into bed.

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You woke up and found a boy sitting on your couch. He was tall, with black hair and a serious look on his face. At first, you were shocked, but you quickly found your voice.

“Um, who the hell are you and why are you in my apartment?”

“Well, you robbed the local jewelry store, so how ‘bout you tell me about that first?”

“You wish.”

“Fine. I’ll just call the GCPD and tell them all about a certain 22 year-old college dropout who robs places for hire, and was busted while doing so.”
You stopped. You couldn’t get caught. Jail was your number one fear.
“What do you want?”

“I need you to rob someplace for me.”

You cocked your eyebrow.

“Really?”

“Do I look like I’m kidding?”

He didn’t. Maybe it was the mask, or the while red and black color scheme. Either way, he looked like he meant business.

“Fine. It’ll cost you though.”

“I’m glad you’ll do it, but I’m afraid I can’t pay you.”

“Then sorry sir, I can’t. I have to make a living too. No cash, no deal.”

He smirked.

“I thought you might say that. Look, either you do this job for me, or I’ll report you. I have lots of evidence against you, and I know you don’t have enough money to get a lawyer, let alone one that’s good enough to get you out of this. So, job or jail. Your choice.”

You thought it over for a second. If he wanted you, a petty thief for hire, instead of a professional mercenary, there must be a good reason. You smiled. You had your loophole.

“Only if you destroy all evidence against me, while I watch.”

He fidgeted, but then gave in.

“Fine. But only if you perform as promised. No last-minute switching sides.”

“Sounds good to me.”

You shook hands with the boy. He couldn’t be older than 20, but he acted far more mature. This wouldn’t be so bad.

“So, here’s what I need you to do…..

No. No. No. NO NO NO NO NO. This was absurd. You couldn’t do this. This “Red Robin” guy wanted you to break into your ex’s place and STEAL a flash-drive containing important information on their drug smuggling system. And your mom still talks about how great he was… If only she really knew. Did “Red Robin” really think that you could break into there? You were a petty thief, not some superhero. Well…. it’s not like you have much of a choice at this point, so here we go…

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You were running.

Again.

But this time it just didn’t feel right.

Normally when you commit a crime, it’s just you. You, the adrenaline rush, the wind and the smirk that always forms on your lips… No bossy teenage boy (with a hell of a lot of sarcasm) sassing at you through an earpiece he insisted you wear. You sighed and rolled your eyes. You just couldn’t wait until you could go home and sleep…

“Y/N, LOOK OUT!!!” the boy screamed in your ear. You looked up in time to see your ex-boyfriend standing on top of the air conditioning unit. He jumped down into the moonlight. He looked TERRIBLE. His once crystal-clear blue eyes looked like they were popping out of his skull, and were clouded over and blood-shot. He had lost a ton of weight, and was shuddering violently. The grin on their face scared you. “God dammit, the drugs you can get your hands on today…” you thought.

“Well HELLO Y/N! Good to see you… You look well. Care for some happy juice? Fresh shipment from the Joker! Not enough to make you go totally loopy, but it has a great high…” He started cackling. You felt the tears begin to prick your eyes. How could he do this to himself? They used to be so…beautiful.

He came up and grabbed your chin. You turned your head and let the tears fall. He smirked. “Awww… you can’t be sad. Have a laugh! I can how you a great time…” You glared. “Alex, we talked about this. We’re over. I refuse to be involved with a freaking DRUGGIE.”

His smile turned to a frown. His hand went flying across your cheek. You gasped for air and fell to the ground. He smirked and turned to walk away, then you heard a hard THWACK! and heard Alex fall to the floor. You looked up, and saw Red Robin holding a metal bo staff.

You ran to Alex to see if he was okay. You put two fingers near a blue vein on his neck. No pulse.

No.

No.

No.

No No No No NO NO NO NO!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Tears started falling and you felt yourself being picked up, and carried home by a certain ex-boy wonder.
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1 Month Later

Alex had already been playing fate with extreme substance abuse, but the blow to the head (courtesy of Tim) had been the final straw. It was a wonder he had been alive that long as it was (And oh yeah, Red Robin’s real name is Tim).

You and Tim had started hanging out more after what happened, because he felt bad that he had put you through that. He  knew that Alex was your ex, but he didn't know that you weren't exactly over him yet. You decided to let him try being your boyfriend (after some begging on his part), and so far he had yet to disappoint.

“Hey.”

You smiled. “Hey.”

“Remember that deal we made the night that, um…”

You smiled. “It’s ok Tim, I’m over him. I have you now.”

He blushed. “Well, anyways, remember the part about burning the evidence?”

“Yeah…”

“Want to help me?”

You smiled. “Heck yeah!”

You ran down into the family room of Wayne Manor (oh yeah, he told you about that too.), and saw a stack of papers and flash-drives on the coffee table, in front of a roaring fire.
“Would you like to do the honors?”

You smiled at him, and grabbed everything and threw it into the fire. It went up in flames, while you and Tim watched, holding hands.
Tim Drake x Reader - Thief for Hire
You're a thief in Gotham City who does petty crime work to get by. But what happens when a certain ex-Robin shows up and needs your help with a certain ex-boyfriend who's causing trouble?

Contains references to substance abuse.
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I saw the episode "L for Love" and felt super inspired! Have a amazing pride month everyone 💚
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There was a new boy at school.

He was the son of a billionaire. The oh so famous Bruce Wayne.

Gotham Academy's hot gossip for the YEAR was all kinds of talk about him. You almost felt bad for him, having to deal with all that attention. Then again, it was hard to feel bad for the person who had treated you like such SHIT.

He had no friends. He simply lived through each day as if he was just tolerating it, as if it were some sort of test of patience. He just went through the motions, but not in the usual way. He was a straight-A student, but he was no teacher's pet. He got in trouble in almost every class for "sassing the teacher." Not that you cared. He had hurt you. You would never care about him again.

"HEY! Would you watch where you're going?" you yelled at him. He had knocked into you and sent your books crashing to the floor. He looked sorry. But you didn't care. You glared and bent down to pick up your books. You saw out of the corner of your eye that he kept walking. Typical. You still can't believe you had been stupid enough to fall for him.

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Last summer you were Robin. Well, an unofficial one. You swung from buildings with your grappling hook, took down the occasional mugger, saved a few citizens, and righted a few wrongs. Then the Big-Bad-Batman and Robin caught you. Robin was the one who had convinced Bruce to let you stay. He said you seemed trustworthy. Maybe that's why you trusted him.

You had some of the best times of your life while hanging out with everyone at the manor with everyone. But mostly Damian. He showed you a life you didn't know you would end up enjoying SO DAMN MUCH.

Around August you caught him. The girl that had mercilessly tortured you that school year was currently making out with what had been your boyfriend. You didn't live at Wayne Manor, but you had a home. You ran to it and sobbed yourself to sleep.

Damian had left you three voicemails. You deleted them. You had bigger things to worry about, such as what you were going to do about your mother, who was currently passed out on the couch with a wine bottle in her left hand. Your father was nowhere to be found. You called 911 after she wouldn't wake up when you dumped a bucket of cold water on her. The ambulance arrived. She was in an alcohol-induced coma. GREAT. Again, not that you cared. She was never very nice to you anyway.

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Enough of the flashbacks. Back in the present, you were walking to school and saw Damian getting out of his limo. He just barely made eye contact before refocusing on his phone. You kept walking, with a gut feeling that today was going to suck. It was bad enough that you had seen Damian, it was also Valentine's Day. Gotham Academy has this stupid tradition where you can pay to have roses delivered to someone. You never got any. You never cared.

You arrived at your desk and the first things you see is a bouquet of red roses with a card attached. Inside, it said "I beg for your forgiveness. You're all I've thought about ever since it happened, and it kills me that you never speak to me anymore. If you are willing to forgive me, please meet me on the roof of Wayne Manor at 8:00 PM." You snorted and started laughing. He SERIOUSLY thought it would be that easy to win you back? He wished. He had lost you, and he had to deal with the consequences.

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After school, you changed into your Robin costume and started swinging through the street. You wanted out of it all. School, Damian, your parents, EVERYTHING. You landed on top of a Wayne Enterprises building and saw the Joker and his henchmen robbing Gotham City Bank. Cliché much Joker? You watched while his henchmen continued to load up the truck with all kinds of money and expensive looking jewels. Again, cliché much Joker? Whatever. Time to put a stop to this.

You swung down from the roof and kicked the Joker square in the face. He paused for a moment, felt the blood dripping down from his nose. Then, he started laughing. The grotesque grin on his face grew bigger and more twisted than ever. He pulled out a pistol from his pocket, and before you even knew what was happening, he had shot you in the stomach.

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You woke up in a hospital bed with Damian sitting next to you. He looked like he was near tears. You could feel the bandage that had been wrapped around your abdomen, but you didn't care. Everything was numb. You opened your mouth to say something, but you couldn't think of anything to say. Oh wait, yes you could.

"What happened?"

Damian wiped his eyes and put on his usual serious expression. "It's quite simple. The Joker shot you. I saw you and took you to the hospital. There was no severe damage. You should be perfectly fine." He scowled at the floor. You sighed, and leaned back into the pillows. GREAT.

Damian stood up abruptly. "Y/N, I need to tell you something. That girl that was kissing me that summer was kissing ME, not the other way around. I shoved her off immediately, but it was too late, you were gone. You refused to see me, so I tried to abide by your wishes and stayed away from you. It killed me, but I did. I decided to send you a note on Valentine's Day. I waited for you, but then Father called me inside for patrol. I was out on patrol when I found you. That's when I took you here. Y/N, you mean the world to me. I'm begging you, PLEASE forgive me." He looked at you waiting for an answer.

You rolled your eyes. "Damian, you hurt me. BAD. I was just shot. Could we maybe sort this out after I'm at least back on my feet?"

He took a breath. "Of course." He sat back down in the chair and stared out the window. You watched as tears began to fill his eyes. He turned away from you. You had never seen him so upset over anything. He looked like he hadn't slept in a week, but not because of a mission. His shoulder began to shake.

"Damian?"

He quickly wiped his eyes and put on a serious face.

"Come here."

He walked over and leaned over the side of the bed. You grabbed his chin and gently kissed him. "You have one more chance. One more screw up and it's over. Ok?" He smiled.

"Ok."
Damian Wayne x Reader - Jokes on You
Note: Y/N = Your Name

Swearing! You have been warned!

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Work had sucked.

HARD.

All you wanted to do was go home and see Jason. He was your boyfriend of 2 months (and counting).  It always kind of scared you how much he cared for you, but then again, it went both ways. You didn't know you'd survive without him being there for you.

You walking back to your apartment (which you shared with Jason), when you saw them. THEM.

"Hey bitchface, where's your ugly-ass boyfriend!!"

They were the people that had been driving you to the brink of insanity, and trust me, you'd seen insanity, Gotham was full of it. They were the reason that whenever Jason wasn't home because he was out on some late-night hunt, you found yourself driving a knife into your calf. On some days it was so bad you had a limp. Jason had never found out. He was almost never home after dusk.

"What's with the hair? Did your boyfriend do it? I wouldn't be surprised..."

They laughed some more. You felt the anger surge in your heart. It hurt worse when they made fun of Jason, more than it did when they taunted you. Jason was your safe zone, your home. It hurt.

They kept laughing as you kept walking, with tears in your eyes and a heavy heart.

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You trudged home and finally arrived at the apartment that you and Jason shared. He had insisted it was rented under your name, for reasons he never had shared with you. Right now, you didn't care. You dropped your purse and walked to the bathroom, dug your X-Acto knife out from its hiding spot (in an empty tampon box, aka the last place Jason would look). It still had traces of blood from previous, um.... Incidents. You pulled off the cap, pulled up the left pant leg on your jeans, and sunk it into your skin.

After this many times, you no longer felt pain. Only relief, and a deep emotional longing for a better life. You looked down at your leg, and felt the blood between your fingers. You sighed. Jason could never know.

You decided the cut had satisfied you (for now), and you would make some dinner for Jason. Since he worked day and night, he was never here for long, but he always made it back in time for dinner, no matter how badly he was hurt. Being a cop had its downsides, or at least that's what he always told you. It hurt you to see him like that, but you had a rent to pay.

You put the X-Acto knife back, limped into the kitchen, and proceeded to shove some mac and cheese into the microwave.

"Y/N! I'm home!" Jason busted through the door with a bunch of grocery bags and gave you a kiss on the cheek.

"Thanks jaybird. Do me a favor and put those away, ok?"

"Of course," he replied with a smile. You rolled your eyes and smiled. He was a huge helpless romantic sometimes. You went back to the kitchen to finish prepping dinner.

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"Y/N? Can you come here for a second?" His voice came from the bathroom. You walked over to see what he needed. He was leaning against the sink with the X-Acto knife in his hand, with traces of fresh blood on it. "Where did this come from?"

SHIT.

"Y/N, I asked where this came from."

You paused before responding. "I don't know."

"Y/N we both know you're a terrible liar."

It was true. That's how he had managed to pull you out of an abusive relationship with your EX-boyfriend. He saw right through you.

"It doesn't matter, now please give it back."

"Not until you tell me where this blood came from."

"I was... um... cutting some meat for dinner."

''Y/N, we both know that you have never prepared any meat for dinner before, not that I'm complaining about leftover mac and cheese. And, let's suppose that you did make meat for dinner. You would have used a kitchen knife, not an X-Acto knife."

"Well what were you doing in the bathroom?"

"I bought some pads and stuff for you, I was trying to be a nice boyfriend."

Good God, you could never stay mad at him for long. You smiled at him. "Thanks."

He smiled back. "You're welcome. Now please tell me where the hell this knife came from."

He never raised his voice. He knew it hurt you too much. You stared at your shoes. Wait, SHIT! There was blood seeping through your jeans!

Jason noticed your leg immediately after you looked at it. He scooped you up bridal style, walked into the living room, and laid you down on the couch. He rolled back your left pant leg and looked at the huge cut, along with all the scars near it. His eyes widened, he almost looked like he was going to cry. You stared at the floor next to you.

Jason gently grabbed your chin and kissed you.

"Y/N, what happened?" He looked more worried than you had ever seen him. You started to sob. You told him about those girls who made your life a living hell. How they had taunted you mercilessly about your hair, weight, clothes, and even Jason. Jason listened to it all, and hugged you when you were done. He told you how beautiful you were, and how much he loved you. He told you that it hurt him too much to see you do this to yourself. You rubbed the J-shaped scar on his cheek. "I promise, I won't keep any more secrets from you." He had no idea how much it hurt you too.

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6 MONTHS LATER

You and Jason ended up paying the lead bitch a visit.  She not only now has a deadly fear of the Red Hood and his new partner Dreamer, she and all her friend have never bothered you again. You and Jason were happier than you had ever been, especially since you had found you were pregnant. Life was looking good, and you never touched the X-Acto knife again.
Jason Todd x Reader - The X-acto Knife
Note: Y/N = Your Name

Minor swearing throughout.
Also, there are descriptive scenes of self-harm. If this is an issue for you, I highly recommend not reading this.
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