#raex

Jason Todd, of all people, knew he was a fuckboy. 

Raven slammed another dusty tome shut and it landed back on a precarious stack. She groaned and pounded her fist, jamming the knuckles straight into her cross legged thighs. She mumbled to herself again. 

“Raven?”

And for a while, he’d owned it. Reveled in it, even. But it didn’t exactly endear him to others. Namely…

“Raven?”

“What?” Raven hissed.

Chapters: 1/? Fandom: Teen Titans - All Media Types, Teen Titans (Animated Series) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings, Graphic Depictions Of Violence Relationships: Raven/Jason Todd, Dick Grayson/Koriand'r Characters: Raven (Teen Titans), Dick Grayson, Koriand'r (DCU), Victor Stone | Cyborg, Garfield Logan, Rose Wilson, Komand'r (DCU), Jason Todd Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Teen Titans (Animated Series) Setting, Jason Todd is Red X Summary:

Like how have we not gotten information on the neighbours? Are they regular people or those in the Superhero world? Maybe even a villain like… Captain Cold rents the apartment because he doesn’t want to deal with Flash all the time or it could be Grifter. How do they perceive the other apartment? Do they think it’s haunted or do the neighbours just roll there eyes and go “Looks like Jason got into a fight with his girlfriend again.”?🧐🤣😋

I am in no way trying to force this issue. I just sorta wanted to ask. Apologies if it’s too much.😅

Hello,

So it's surprising how few heroes and villains live in NYC but I hope you enjoy! =)

Just Pretend to be Normal!

Living in a J. Peter’s Building came with a certain level of expectation and requirements. There’d be no fuckery, no villainry, heroing, drugs, or criminal activity. Which was great, J. Peters was famed for Blue Discounts, First Responder Discounts, as well as Recovering Housing; that recovering housing was for paroled and released criminals barring certain crimes. For the most part, J. Peters was famed for fresh starts, because he would employ many criminals looking for honest second chances, as well as safe homes for all his tenants. Fucking that up was not permitted, the last supervillain to try to turn his apartment in a J. Peters building was evicted so fast, and visited by the Red Hood, the Riddler was still recovering from whiplash.

That said, Slade liked living in his apartment, 3C, which was directly under J. Peters apartment which housed J. Peters and his girlfriend, Rachel Roth. Slade wasn’t fooled by the personas, he was well aware of who J. Peters was, as well as Rachel Roth, but life as a civilian operated smoothly if there was a bit of separation between the two and he never acknowledged what he knew for fact.

Jason Todd, a.k.a. the Red Hood, was in a serious, committed relationship with Raven from the Titans, and they were living a quiet, nonintrusive life, for the most part. That said, Slade was also aware that he only had this apartment so long as Jason looked the other way and left the unspoken rules of decorum about the heroes-villain world away.

That said, Slade also had to look the other way to the oddities of his upstairs neighbors; he was not fucking with an interdimensional demoness, he had learned his fucking lesson!

Today was no different as his daughter was making a rare visit with him, he and Rose were still on uneasy terms, but she was making an effort, so he was trying too. Today they had had a father-daughter outing, and now she was staying the night, he would be taking the couch. He had waved at Rachel in the lobby of their building when she was getting her mail and he was heading out, he was aware that Jason was out wreaking havoc in Gotham.

The night, for the most part was going smoothly, and now Slade was lounging on his couch, reading quietly, Rose had passed out in his room a while ago. He was squinting at the page; he absolutely refused to get reading glasses, he wasn’t fucking old. There was a loud crash, and he raised his brow as he looked over to his sink where the cutlery was rattling.

“Azar Damnit JASON!” Raven shouted, and he looked at his ceiling.

“It’s not that bad!”

“You’re bleeding all over my freshly mopped floor!”

“It’s just a minor flesh wound.”

“You’ve knicked a major artery, you ass!”

“I am feeling lightheaded, little bird, yell at me after I die again.”

“You’re not dying unless I kill you!”

“Now that’d be a hell of a way to go!”

“Get your mind out of the gutter!”

“I’m a street rat!”

“I’m about to have a dead rat for a boyfriend, who the hell were you fighting!?”

“Oh, you know, Dick, Penguin, regular goons…”

“Dick did this!”

“Yes.”

“Imma going to go kill him!”