#dcimagines

Spiderman was the shit in Palmera city, everyone went crazy about that man. Spiderman had been spiderman for a long time now. Keeping crime to a minimum in Palmera, he kept Palmera safe. Spiderman was Palmeras Batman or Superman. He was deeply loved by the people. Excluding the media and Kord enterprises. Depending on which news was your go to, you would see John Jameson bashing Spiderman or other news outlets talking wonders about him. But the city of Palmera hated both Kord and John Jameson so Spiderman didn’t have to worry that much. 

Even though Spiderman was a national treasure no one had a clue of who he was and it  intrigued Jaime. The fact that there was a possibility that he had seen spiderman around in his normal attire. Jaime and Milagro would see him from afar fighting crime and that would be the start of the gushing train. They only had one interaction with the man. Nana, Milagro and Jaime had gone to get groceries and before they could even process what was going on someone was robbing the store. It didn’t take long for Spiderman to show up and save the day. Both of them stared in awe from afar not wanting to disturb him. That day was one of the top days in their life. 

Y/n, Jaime’s girlfriend of seven years, on the other hand didn’t understand their infatuation with superheroes. She had known the siblings ever since diapers and they usually would have a lot of things in common. Knowing each other for years made them click with a lot of things  but it was weird for her to click with them on that specific topic. She was on the other side of the spectrum. She could care less about the heroes, it’s not like it affected her directly.  At least that’s what her boyfriend thought. 

From Jaimes perspective Y/n hated Spiderman. She didn’t stand him, every time Milagro or him would mention Spiderman she would tense up and roll her eyes, clearly annoyed. She didn’t like the subject. Y/n would walk away groaning when Spiderman would show up on the news while Jaime and Milagro would gush about him. At some point Jaime thought it was mere jealousy but he quickly pushed that thought away when he brought it up. Y/n mentioned that she just didn't understand what was all the fuss about. That to her these superheroes was just some bullshit that she didn’t want to deal with. That maybe Jameson was right, the world could live without Spiderman,the world could live without heroes. 

“Heroes just make us “normal people” a charity case and you are eating that bullshit up” Y/n defended herself  as looked at her boyfriend's shirt. I love spiderman written in the same font as those New York tourist shirts, spiderman being in the heart . Jaime looked at her with puppy dog eyes pouting as he hugged himself. 

“So that’s a no on being spidermen for halloween?” He asked softly as she groaned leaving him alone  

So when the whole Khaji-Da situation came creeping into Jaime’s life he hid it from his longtime girlfriend. He didn’t know how such a beautiful person like Y/n would stay with him in a relationship for so long. He couldn’t risk fucking things up, he didn’t choose to have Khaji-Da. He made his family swear that they wouldn’t say a word to her. Which they hesitantly agreed, respecting Jaime’s decision. He hated hiding things from the love of his life, but from the back of his head he would imagine what you would think about him now that he had “powers” and you were using them for good. It didn’t mean he was a superhero, right? 

Jaime saw a future with Y/n and being Blue Beetle wasn’t going to change that in the slightest. They were going to finish grad school, get married and have a family. So even if he did feel guilty about hiding such a big secret he would have to keep it a secret to save their relationship. In Y/n eyes Jaime found a job at Kord industries and he worked nights, which wasn’t a complete lie. So that made him feel a little less guilty. Y/n was one of the most important things in his life and he wasn’t going to lose her, never in a million years. 

But after the Reyes household burned down, Y/n had offered the Reyes family to stay with her and her aunt Marisol until everything was settled, which they agreed. So there they were the Reyes and the L/N living together. Which made Jaimes secret a little more harder to hide, being under the same for months was going to make things slip. He couldn’t sneak up in his girlfriend's room wearing his suit. So before anything could happen he took a break, he didn’t want to risk her finding out. He needed to take advantage of living with his girlfriend, seeing what it’s like to actually live with her, getting a preview of what’s to come. 

 That’s when Jaime started to pick up on Y/n’s weird behavior. How she would leave on random moments of the day or how she would avoid him at night. She was hiding something and he knew it. After all these years he  could pick up on the little things she did and to him it was pretty obvious that she was hiding something. Something that fucked him over was the fact that he didn’t want to pry because he also knew that he was keeping things from her.  But in his defense it was also for their safety and their relationship. So maybe he should let her have this secret, it wasn’t like she was cheating or something. Y/n wasn’t like that.   

That was until she  slipped into the kitchen spotting Jaime and Milagro eating some cereal while reading the news assuming that was Spider Man's new little stunt. She rolled her eyes walking towards them. She took a sip of Jaimes drink, placing it back down quickly. 

“Buenos dias, nena” Jaime replied, smiling at her in awe making Milagro start her puking noises. 

“Buenos dias! How did you guys sleep?” She said as she  gave Milagro a little squeeze on the shoulder and a peck on Jaimes cheek. Milagro spined the stool to face her while narrowing her eyes at the couple. 

“I slept well, how about you Jaime? How did you sleep” Milagro replied, taking a sip of her drink while looking at Jaime to make him talk. MIlagro wasn’t dumb, she was noticing that the couple wasn’t in synch as usual and she wasn’t going to let her brother fuck it up. 

“Oh, um. I kinda couldn’t sleep. I miss you all night” He replied looking at his girlfriend not knowing what words to use. He didn’t want to sound like an obsessive boyfriend.  

 No offense but since Jaime isn’t going to say it I will. You look like you haven’t slept in years and we all know you are not sleeping here” She exclaimed straddling Y/n. 

“Sorry! I’ve just been taking school seriously  and since I'm doing that I am studying more than usual. I don’t want to have you guys staying all night up because I am doing my work. I just go to the library, that’s all. Don’t worry after midterms I’ll be all yours. Now are you guys still focused on the last spiderman fight? Come on! Shouldn’t you guys be doing something productive with your lives?” Y/n asked  sarcastically, changing the subject as she fixed the hair leaning against Jaimes touch picking up looking towards the newspaper that was on the counter she pushed the hair to the side. 

That’s when Jaime’s heart stopped. His eyes scanned the bruises in Y/n neck and he could feel his heart drop, sickness overcoming his body. He tried to look away from the barely covered hickeys, not wanting to cause a scene in front of Milagro. He couldn’t believe it, studying in the library my ass. He knew he hadn’t left hickeys on her neck, they hadn’t been intimate in a while because of all of her disappearances. The only interaction they were having was the occasional kiss on the cheek but that was about it. Jaime missed her, her kisses and her touch but he also respected her space so he didn’t bother her. But now the thought of her being with someone else scared him. She was keeping things from him and this was the confirmation.

“Ay mija, para mi que Spiderman es novio tuyo. Because why are you always up his ass? You know what they say, if you can’t beat them join them. It is about time you stop that hate train.  I bet he’s really hot. Don’t you think, Jaime?”  Milagro replied, closing the newspaper and turning to the couple. Jaime nodded completely out of it, his head in a different world. 

“No seas estúpida. I just can’t believe you waste your time on that. That’s all” Y/n shrugged, pulling away from Jaime as she felt her phone vibrating. She pulled it out of her pocket reading the text message and for the first time in forever Jaime tried to peak over her shoulder. He needed to know. 

Jaime, please give Y/n her privacy. Respect is important in a relationship 

Khaji-Da words made Jaime sit straight once again. Y/n turned to Jaime pecking his lips quickly, fixing her hair. 

“I have to go but I will see you guys at night. We are still up for movie night, right? Twilight marathon” Y/n asked the siblings as she looked between them. Milagro nodded and Y/n smiled at her.  Y/n took that as a sign, speed walking towards the door but Jaime followed her suspecting that something was going to happen if he let her go. He holds Y/n arm softly standing on her front porch stopping her dead in her tracks.

“Are you hiding something from me?” Jaime asked slowly, letting his words sink into her. Y/n looked at him confused. 

“What are you on about? Jaime, I’m an open book with you. I’m not hiding anything” she replied calmly making Jaime tense even more. Was she really lying to him? 

“Y/n I can see. I can see the hickeys on your neck” Jaime replied harshly leaving Y/n wide eyed. She swallows hard thinking on how to talk to her but before a word could slip out of her mouth her phone vibrates again.

“I really need to go. Can we please talk about this when I get back?” She replied waiting for Jaime to answer but he stayed quiet trying to fight the anger he was bottling up. When she noticed he wasn’t going to reply Y/n headed her way leaving Jaime on the porch with his emotions. 

She hated herself for leaving her boyfriend after he accused her of cheating. Things weren’t looking good for her. All the sneaking around, all the little lies and the sleepless nights. She was hiding things but it wasn’t the fact that she was cheating. It all had one thing in common.

Spiderman. 

Y/n knew spiderman a little more than Jaime and MIlagro thought. They had a deeper connection than they could ever imagine. 

 When she was fifteen she found herself walking home after a long day of school when she had stumbled upon a spider that not shortly after decided to bite her. But to her dismay she didn’t get deadly poisoned because of the bite instead she got inhuman powers. A radioactive spider gave her superhuman strength ,superhuman speed, superhuman reflexes, superhuman durability, spider-senses and other inexplicable superhuman things. That’s the day spiderman was born.   

She didn’t hate superheroes. She in fact loved them. Shewould feel so accomplished when Jaime fangirled about spiderman but Y/n didn’t want to raise suspicions she acted like she hated everything to do with superheroes. No one in her family knew about her little powers and she intended to keep it that way. After losing her parents and her uncle she didn’t want her aunt to worry about her, she already had too much things on her plate. She wanted to protect the people she loved and if she wanted that they had to be unaware of her powers.  When the bite happened she had started dating Jaime and around the same moment Jaimes obsession with Spiderman started. Y/n hadn’t agreed with the name spiderman but people assuming she was a man made the suspicion of it being her less. So she kept the name, after fighting crime alone in Palmera City some people have gained an eye on her, offering her place in the Justice League, which she gratefully declined not wanting to leave Jaime alone. So they would come around from time to time to work with her. 

It wasn’t hard for her to hide the secret identity from Jaime. With him working late at night and helping around the house he didn’t have time to notice her sneaking out. But now living under the same roof and Jaime rarely going to work made it hard for her. The Justice League needed her help and she was doing the best she could while attempting to balance her relationship. Throughout all the mission Y/n thoughts wandered towards Jaime and how  broken he looked when she left. She was going insane and counting the minutes for her to get back home. She couldn’t even feel the constant hits she was getting while fighting. She got back into reality when Batman decided that the mission was done. After that she swung  through all the buildings trying to get there as soon as possible, not noticing the time. Y/n  quickly climbed the walls of her house slipping into her bedroom window noticing that her door was opened. She watched as Nana walked past the door with her pjs assuring her that she was still on time for the movie night. She slowly crawled on her ceiling as she slipped her mask off. Y/n moved slowly trying not to make any sound as she threw a web to close the door so no one could see her change. When the door was almost closed , Y/n let go of the ceiling with ease letting out an exhausted sigh. She walked towards it tiredly pushing the last few inches closing it. After debating if it was a good idea to have that conversation with his boyfriend, she turned around to face her bed to rest her eyes for at least a few moments. But the shocked look on Milagros face made her freeze dead in her tracks. Milagro let the movies she had in her hands slip as she stared at Y/n with her mouth wide. Y/n followed her expressions trying to think of something to say. 

“What was that?” Aunt Marisol yelled from the kitchen. Y/n swallowed hard, quickly biting her lip. She quickly turned around heading towards the door before anyone else could enter the room worried about the loud bang. 

“ U-uh  it-it’s nothing! Nothing.” Y/n exclaimed looking at the door but quickly looking at Milagro again. Her face was in utter shock as she tried to think of words to say. 

“You’re the Spiderman from…..the news” She said slowly, still inspecting the suit, the shocked look on her face not leaving. Y/n breathing got unevenly quick as she tried to find some sort of excuse to shake Milagro off. 

“I’m not. I’m not” Y/n replied nervously  as she tapped her chest letting the  suit expand, turning bigger which made it slip from her body leaving her in her underwear. 

“You were on the ceiling,” Milagro replied pointing up at the ceiling, her hand shaking with nerves. 

“No I wasn’t! Milagro what are you doing in my room!? You can’t just bust into my room!” With that she could hear someone's steps coming towards her room making her quickly move in front of Milagro as her aunt opened the door.

“The turkey meatloaf recipe es una mierda! We decided to order food. Are you guys, Milagro, do you want to eat something?”  Aunt Marisol asked as she waved smoke out with a rag. 

“Ye-”

“No! We already have food here for are movie night. Don’t worry Aunt Mary” Y/n exclaimed all jumpy trying to get her out as soon as possible. 

“Okay then ... .Maybe but on some clothes” her aunt replied while pointing to her semi naked body. She quickly grabbed the nearest shirt covering her body while nodding. Aunt Marisol closed the door as both of them looked at the place she once stood at.

“She doesn’t know?!” Milagro whisperedyelled as she walked towards the door. Y/n slipped the shirt on blocking her path. 

“No one knows! Well Batman knows because he made my suit but that’s it!” She said in the same tone, getting stressed out. 

“Batman made you that? Are you in the Justice League?” Milagro asked excitedly. While she just shook her head nervously. 

“Well basically… You can’t tell anybody about this, you have to keep it a secret” She said as she watched Milagro almost faint on her bed. As Milagro held her body against the nearest wall Y/n walked towards her. 

“Secret what, why?” 

“If she finds out, if Jaime finds out that there’s people out to kill me every night they are not going to let me do this anymore. Come on, Milagro. Please ” Y/n whispered-yelled with a panicked look on her face pointing towards the door. 

“Okay, okay, okay. I will level with you. I don’t think you should keep this a secret. This is the best thing that has ever happened to you. I mean Y/n…” Milagro exclaimed wanting Y/n to tell everyone, specially Jaime and Marisol. 

“They can not know! I can’t do that to them right now. You know…..with everything that is happening to her…to him…to them…to you, to us! Please Milagro” Y/n replied desperately trying to catch her breath. Milagro look at her knowingly, her gaze softening. 

“Okay” 

“Just swear it, okay?” 

“I swear,” Milagro replied, smiling at her softly, trying to ease her nerves. 

“Thank you…. I can’t believe this is happening right now. “ Y/n replied as she walked towards the other extreme of the room trying to calm herself. 

“Can I try the suit on?…” 

“No” 

“How does it work? Is it magnets? How do you shoot the strings? Why are you spiderman if you are a spiderwoman?”

“I’ll talk to you about this tomorrow. I just need to rest, please” Y/n replied taking Milagros by the hand walking her towards the door. 

“Wait, so you aren’t cheating on Jaime!” She replied before she left the room.

“No! It isn’t a hickey, it's a bruise from the fight you guys were reading about '' Y/n exclaimed before closing the door leaning her head against it. She scanned her room, her eyes failing on her mirror noticing she was wearing Jaimes “I love Spiderman”. 

That’s why they say you should never meet your idols. It will be disappointing when you see how they truly are.

part two. part three

“It's not that bad. I just moved wrong?"

"You don't even believe you. Pull down the sweater. " He sighed and pulled down his sweater to reveal his arm and shoulder. You walked over to him. Your hands hovered above it as you were trying to get a feel of the energy before deciding how much to use to relieve the pain. Then, you place your hands firmly on him massaging at the shoulder blade area and shoulder. Dick grabbed at the table and stifled his groans. “Look at me.” He met your eyes. “Dick, if you want to heal faster and end the pain, you have to just let out the pain. You are wasting more energy right now, trying to keep quiet.” He looked away instantly and let it out. While, yes, you were shy around him, it all changed when he was in pain. You couldn’t have that. Dick starts letting out more groans of relief. Continuing your movements, you hunch over a bit, so your head levels with his and asks, “Better?” He lets out a relieved sigh as he slouches back a bit and nods weakly. He seemed to be sweating again. While you leave your left hand laying on his shoulder in a massaging movement, your other hand reached out to wipe away his sweat, and you commented, “I’m glad you're not in any more pain.” Unknowingly, he stares at you, which leads to being face to face. You notice after a few minutes that he’s starring, you remove your hand from his face. His left hand finding your left  to stop your movement. He barely manages to utter, “I-I’m good now.” as he swallows. You let out a small shaky breathy laugh and tell him, “Right. I’ll stop. Sorry, I was in the zone of healing.” You remove you hands slowly in your awkward nature. However, you notice he still has an intense gaze on you. Despite all Dick’s restraint, his eyes meet your lips. You're unsure of what to do until his lips attach to yours, and you kiss him back. Your hands frame his face while his left hand finds itself running through your hair. You're completely breathless to begin with, regardless you keep kissing him. You can feel his want as it matched your own. The lights flicker a bit at the energy rush your receiving and your emotions galore. Suddenly, he pulls away slightly, but his lips still connect slightly. You assume he needed to breathe. Against your lips, he says, “We can’t…” He lays another kiss to your lips. “Stop...” You pull back a bit releasing your lips completely free and ask, “What?” He covers his mouth and moves his face back far from yours. 

Aggressively, he says, “I said stop!” You stand up straight and you ask, “Excuse you?” His response to you are the words, “I shouldn't have done that.”, along with a guilty expression. 

“Because?”

“Because.”

“Wow. The man of many words so eloquent. That's all you're really going to say about it?”

“Yes.”

“Okay...Well, I’m not done.”

“Y/N-”

“No! I love you. I do. I think I’ve known for a while. You-”

“Stop.”

“Why would you do this? You have to have some feel-”

“No. Yo-”

”You kissed me! Now, you want me to forget about it?” He changed his expression from guilt to stoic as he nonchalantly says, “Forget about it.” 

“You-Want me to forget about it?” He pauses for a second before answering, “Yes.” You stand up straighter than before. You take a deep breath. Calmly, you tell him, “Done. Enjoy your meal.” while your heart yearns and breaks from the situation, and you walk away from him. 

After that day, you did as he asked, but it didn’t mean you could treat him the way you did before. In order to forget, you kept distance, and your conversations have amounted to chaste questions and responses. Mostly, if you didn't have to talk to him, you weren't going to. While the whole situation pained you, this hurt the less as you were working to forget. You knew he noticed, but what did he expect? The team noticed it of course. They joked about their “parents” fighting.  Despite the joke, you could tell they were worried, so you shut it down every time by distracting from the situation or drumming it to be normal behavior. Dick seemed to be grateful every time you managed it; however, you wouldn't give another glance after. One day, you were feeling bored once more, and you couldn’t let it stand. Only thing worse than being bored was being bored with a head full of thoughts. You were so bored that you started to exercise. You thought you’d never be in this position, yet there you were. You heard a knock on your door. Instantly, you rose from your position on the floor almost embarrassed to be caught exercising. You didn’t look too bad, so you walked over to the door. A small smile on your lips as you opened the door. You smile flattering after seeing Dick’s face. 

“Can we talk?” He asked.

“About?”

“About...The team.”

“What’s going on?” You ask and walk over to your chair to sit on it. You motion for him to sit on the bed, and he complies. He sat right at the end to be close to you, and you almost rolled your eyes at the action instead you ignored it and waited for him to continue speaking. 

“The team’s noticed our relationship...” You almost felt like he was doing this on purpose, which was upsetting you.

“What’s wrong with it? It’s back to what it was.”

“No. It’s different between us.” 

“Hadn’t noticed.” You answer with no interest.

“How much longer is it-Why-Can we go back to before?”

“Before?”

“Yes. We were close-”

“But not too close, right? We’re not too close now. I think that falls under what you wanted.” barely gave a side grin.

“Is this really how it has to be?”

“Yes. I’m trying to forget something, so this is the way. I’m doing what you want, and it’s still not enough? You really are the leader, never satisfied.”

“Y/N, can we have conversation? I mean a real conversation...”

“You know what?” You stand in your seat, and he stands quickly too. You burn your gaze into his eyes and you seethe. “I can't. I can't have a conversation with you. That’s the point of all this. Don’t talk to me about this again.” You turn you back to him and take a step forward as you're about to storm out. You decide against it and tell him, “I shouldn't have to leave my own room. You leave.” He lets out a small laugh, and your heart burns with something far from negativity. You can't help it and tell him, “Stop that.” You said it with no grit thought, so you wouldn't be surprised if he didn’t take you seriously. He walks around you to look into your eyes. You shy away from it. You both just stand awkwardly until he sincerely comments, “I’m sorry…”

“It doesn't matter if you are...or even if I accept things as they are.” You snap your eyes to him softly. “Listen, I really can’t bend anymore for you. You kissed me and told me to forget it. I’ve kept distance because it is literally the only way to get somewhere close to forgetting. What you didn't realize is all the feelings I had before we kissed. That makes all of this so hard. I need you to understand that you can't have everything...most importantly, you should realize that you deserve to be happy, Dick.”

“Deserve to be happy? I’m aware of that.”

“No, you aren’t. If you were you wouldn't have pushed me aside like you did.”

“I can’t.”

“Can't or won’t? There’s a difference. If this about being scared, what do you think I am? I’m scared too, but I also really wanted-want to be with you.”

“Look, I can’t stop thinking about you, and I don’t know what to do anymore. The distance is killing me. I am fully away that this is all because of me. You deserve better than that.”

”So, what are you going to do? I don’t want to have this conversation again, ever. I hate to give an ultimatum. But, I haven't’ had much choice in any of this, and I think that if we don’t resolve this now., we will end up  going around in circles and that’s just going to bring more pain, so it has to be now.” You walk over to the bed and sit down. He stands unmoved and expresses less, but you know he’s deep in through. He strides over to you, which scares you a little. He kneeled down on his knees. His arms landing on either side of your hips. He looks at you earnestly and says, “Out of all the things that scare me, you're at the top of the list. That sounds bad...It’s just you're so good to everyone and with everyone. You make me feel all kinds of things I haven’t felt in a long time-In a way, it actually is not the same feeling because it’s different with you. When I kissed you, I couldn't help myself. My whole being seems to know it wants more than me because I get in my own way, your right about that. It’s just the thoughts that make me conflicted. Anyway, the point I'm getting at is that I want to be with you too. If this is my last chance, I’m-I’m taking it.” He smiles at you, and you smile back. 

Grabbing your busing bin, you made your way onto the diner floor, clearing the tables that were currently occupied with dirty dishes. You had been hired as a waitress at a local mom and pop diner, outside of the city. Being a waitress wasn’t something that was in the cards, but it paid the bills, as you continued your education at a local community college. 

The bell rang signalling someone had entered the diner. Not bothering to look up from your actions, you were preoccupied with your thoughts. One of your co-workers came up to you, tapping you gently on your shoulder.

“Your regular is here.” 

Looking at her with a confused look, your gaze moved over your shoulder. Rolling your eyes, you thanked her before making your way to the “Regular.”

“What are you doing here?” You hissed.

“What? I’m not allowed to eat at a diner?” Wade teased.

Scoffing you replied, “No. Not a diner I work at.” 

“You know you don’t have to work here.” He attempted.

“Don’t.” You snarled.

“Colouss, called again today. He wants you to join the X-Men, team.” He stated nonchalantly looking at the menu.

Taking the menu from him, you rolled your eyes, “Why do you bother looking at a menu? You’re just going to order the same thing.”

“Hey!” He yelped, “Maybe I was going to order something different this time.” 

“Oh really?” 

Letting out a frustrated sigh replied, “No.” 

“Exactly.” Writing down on the server notepad, you placed the order for the chef before making your way back in front of Wade.

“Why are you here, Wade?” 

“Look, kid. I care about you for some god un-forsaken reason.” 

Scoffing you snapped back, “Wade Wilson cares for someone other than himself?”

Letting out a deflated sigh he kept trying, “I know I brought you into this world for the wrong reasons and I don’t expect you to forgive m-”

“Good. Because I don’t.”

“The world needs you Y/N. Don’t let your anger for me blind you to that.”

Rolling your eyes you responded, “Are you done?”

“I...I.. Yeah.”

“Goodbye, Wade.”

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A month had gone by since your last Wade encounter. It was another late night, that you had gotten home from the graveyard shift. These hours weren’t anything unusual for you, they worked best with your school hours. Opening the door to your apartment, your frequency radio was going off. Setting your stuff down, you made your way over to the radio.

“If there’s anyone out there.” An exhausted voice sounded, “Please. Please help us. Our men are out numbered. This is our last hope. This is FEMN signing off.” The last thing heard from FEMN was a heavy sigh.

Immediately, you grabbed your phone and called Wade.

“Wade!” You exclaimed through the phone.

“What is it? Dude what time is it?” He groaned.

“Someone needs our help!”

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“Kid are you sure they’re here?” He questioned looking around.

Shrugging you walked side by side, “That’s what the man said on the frequency.”

Wade turned and looked at you. You could only imagine he was giving you a confused glare under his Dead Pool mask. “Sometimes I worry about you kid.”

“That makes two of us.”

He threw his arm around your shoulder, pulling you into a head lock raising his fisted hand to your hair, there was voice stopping him.

“Get out of here!”  A girl, came running towards you both.

Wade released you allowing you to stand up straight.

“Y/N?”

You turned and hummed at the woman standing before you.

“Oh my gosh! You’re actually here!”

Turning to glance at Wade, you shot him a confused expression.

“Uh...Yeah I am.”

The woman pulled you into an excited hug.

“I’m Wanda. I’m a big fan of yours! The others are going to be so happy you’re here!” She said pulling away hands resting on your upper arms. Grabbing you’re hand, she hurriedly lead you to the group of Avengers standing behind a sky scraper going over the plan they made.

“Guys!” Wanda said excitedly dragging you behind her, “Look who came! It’s Y/N!” 

“How did you find us?” A deep voice questioned.

You hesitated to answer.

“She heard someone put out a call on a radio frequency.” Wade said beside you.

“I’m Steve. This is Tony, Bucky and Sam.”

Offering an awkward wave you greeted, “Nice to meet you all.”

“Mr. Stark did you see that?” Spiderman said while landing in the middle of the group.”Woah! You’re Y/N! I’m...I’m a big fan!”

For the second time that day, another body threw their body into yours. Returning the hug, you giggled.

“Okay, okay kid. That’s enough. Sorry, this is Peter.” Tony said attempting to pull Peter off of you.

 “What’s the plan?” You questioned once you were free.

There was a sudden thud, that shook the ground. Then another, and another.

“What the hell is that?” Wade asked from beside you.

“That would be the joker.” You responded, looking at the massive figure.

“How do you know that?” Sam questioned.

“Hum? Oh. Someone I know is his worst enemy.”

Wade nudged your shoulder, “Speak of the devil.”

“Y/N! Fancy seeing you here.” A deep voice boomed behind you. 

“Hello again, Bruce.”

“No way!” Peter yelled, “You know batman?” 

Your gaze falling on Peter, rolling your eyes you responded, “Unfortunately.” 

Moving, you made sure to stand between Steve and Bucky, with Bruce taking your previous place.

“Are you gonna let me take you on a date now, Y/N?”

“Oh...Uh. I can’t...I...I have a boyfriend.”

Rolling his eyes he responded, “Yeah sure Y/N. After this, I’m taking you out to-”

“I’m dating Bucky. We already have plans.” You rushed out, shocked by your over words. Turning slightly, you saw the same shocked expression dancing along his face. You mouthed ‘Please.’ to him, hoping he would get the hint. Taking your hand within his flesh hand, he laced his fingers together with yours.

“Yeah.” He responded shyly, glancing at his feet.

The sound of someone scoffing pulled you both out of your dazes.

“In coming!” Wade yelled from beside you.

“Got it!”

Lifting your arms, you used your magic to create an invisible wall in attempt to stop the Joker. It was enough to cause him to crash him vehicle. Getting out, he looked around his gaze falling upon you.

“Hello, Y/N.” He said with a sly smirk on his face.

“(Y/N), good…morning?” “Is it morning? Heh…who knew.” You sipped your coffee.  “Dear, you can’t keep this up forever.” “Ehhhh, you don’t understand.” “I never do, according to just about all the people I encounter.” He rolled his eyes, the corner of his lip rising just slightly. “I understand you’re neglecting responsibilities. I understand I’ve barely seen you. And I understand you haven’t been at S.T.A.R. Labs in over a week. That’s…extremely unlike you.” “Perhaps.” You sipped your coffee again, shaking your cup a bit, trying to decipher how much was in it.  “Can you at least come say hello?” Julian urged, taking your hand.  You hesitated. “…I suppose.” Julian smiled. “Like, now?” You practically choked on your sip of coffee. “Are you nuts!? Look at me.” “You look lovely.” He kissed your forehead, guiding you off your stool while holding your hand. You glared playfully. “Don’t give me that look darling.” He continued. “They’ll be happy to see you. And if Allen asks about you one. More. Time. I swear I–” “Okay! Come on.”

No use letting his bitterness show, right?  “(Y/N)!” You heard Barry exclaim across the lab. Julian’s grip on her hand tighten. You looked at him with a smile. It loosened. You walked over to Barry, receiving a huge hug. “Barry!” You returned the hug, smiling weakly as his hands rested on your shoulders. “You’re shaking.” “Caffeine.” “You’re slightly pale.” You broke loose and turned to Cisco who was staring at her through squinting eyes with a tilted head. “Green isn’t a typical blush color.” Cisco let out suspiciously. “Cisco!” Caitlyn scolded.     The room became fuzzy, almost as if you were in a sitcom, and the television was losing signal. It blackened gradually, until you felt as if your head had detached from your body. The room became something different, completely different. Julian was lying in a lab that resembled that of a dentist’s office. His arm was extended as blood dripped out of it through a long tube. His head was covered in small electronic pieces. The monitor next to him was recording his brain waves. He wasn’t pale, he was white.     You reached out to feel his face. It was frigid. You suddenly yearned to see the color of his eyes you knew so well. Three colors, you had once counted. The crinkle on his forehead you knew too well from both his playful and concentrated faces were absent, as his eyebrows couldn’t burrow any longer. The lines by his smile weren’t to be traced with her thumb, his lips rested in a fragile frown. “Julian?” You whispered, resting your forehead to his. “Julian?” Your head rose cautiously and your eyes followed the tube trailing from his arm. His blood was going through a pump and reentering his body by his ankle. Upon further studying, your eyes began to fail you once more. Your vision doubled, until you saw nothing at all. “(Y/N)…love are you alright?” Your eyes opened wearily, revealing a frazzled Julian. “Don’t scare me!” Tears welled in your eyes. “What’s wrong? Love, you’re alright. Sleep deprived, but okay. Please get some rest. Even just a nap for starters. No, not a request. You will sleep.” Tears spilled from your eyes as he reprimanded you gently. “I’m sorry, no no, don’t cry. I just…I–.” You sat up succinctly to see a room full of concerned faces. “We have to do something.” You nodded to them. “What’s wrong?” Julian stood with you. “I saw…I saw the future again.” “The future?” “I think so.” “Why haven’t you mentioned—“ Barry began but Iris cut him off. “She’s been seeing something horrific, haven’t you? When you fall asleep?” You nodded. Iris came over, taking your hands. “What is it?” You swallowed, your eyes glancing to Julian, your head suddenly drooping. “Is it Julian?” Iris asked. Barry’s face seemed pained. He understood the agony through his futuristic vibes with Cisco. “Someone steals his mind Iris. I see…him motionless, turning in to something. A pump…a cold faced…I don’t know.” Julian put his arm around your waist, silencing you. “I’m here.” He whispered, kissing your cheek. Iris let go of your hands. “We won’t let it happen. Cisco, you’re going to have to vibe it.” “I can’t without—“ “I’ll do it.” You said. “No way.” Julian became protective. “If I need to live it again to figure out what to do about it, I will.” You kissed him leisurely. The two of you stood in an embrace for a few moments, staring in to each other’s somnolent eyes.