i'm gonna start doing these out of order so i can get them done faster

ᴀ ᴅᴇᴍʏx/ᴢᴇxɪᴏɴ ғɪᴄ ʀᴇᴄ

Because obviously all the best ideas come before 8am, I decided to be brave and open fanfiction.net again to look for all my old favourite fics. I have no idea if these are as good as I remember or if memories simply grow sweeter with time.

The bolded ones are my absolute favourites. Also, if you have triggers I suggest you read with caution; it’s been years and honestly I can’t remember. Some of them include stuff like noncon/dubcon, gore, character death, mentions self-harm and suicide, abuse and violence. Hello I am trash.

Anyway, fics:

The Violet Room
ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs: 13/?
ʀᴀᴛᴇᴅ: T
ɢᴇɴʀᴇs: drama, romance

While working a psychology internship, Myde is given the challenge of analyzing Ienzo, a mysterious patient who spends his days writing on the walls of his hospital room. But when the story of ‘Zexion’ and 'Demyx’ starts to sound familiar…

Lost and Found
ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs: 9/9
ʀᴀᴛᴇᴅ: T
ɢᴇɴʀᴇs: romance

I’m sorry. I’m so, so sorry, Demyx. I’m a joke, a fraud, a phony. I don’t know how it all happened; I hadn’t meant for it to. I found a notebook on the bus, I read it, I became hopelessly obsessed. It wasn’t something I’d meant to go so far.

Silence is Golden
ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs: 9/9
ʀᴀᴛᴇᴅ: T
ɢᴇɴʀᴇs: romance

When Demyx goes to college, he wants to learn and get his degree. He doesn’t want to have a roommate who refuses to speak, a drifter who decides to live in his room, or fall in love. Too bad what Demyx wants is not what Demyx gets.

Tainted But Beautiful
ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs: 32/32
ʀᴀᴛᴇᴅ: M
ɢᴇɴʀᴇs: supernatural, romance

Axel is a powerful vampire slayer who’s captured Zexion, a vampire, as his pet. What Axel doesn’t bargain on is Demyx, his former student, developing a strong attraction to Zexion…

*I’m pretty sure this one has almost every trigger warning mentioned above.

How to Succeed in Business Without Really Crying
ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs: 1/1
ʀᴀᴛᴇᴅ: T
ɢᴇɴʀᴇs: humor, romance

After a slightly traumatising encounter, Demyx fears his gaydar to be broken. So he comes up with a new way of identifying gay people. By selling perfume.

The Laws of Motion
ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs: 3/3
ʀᴀᴛᴇᴅ: T
ɢᴇɴʀᴇs: humor, romance

Demyx is all about graduating without ever stepping foot inside the band room, but that’s out the window faster than you can say “HUT” when he sees that gray-haired drummer. It may be social suicide, but it’s also the boy of his dreams.

Razorblade Shine
ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs: 18/18
ʀᴀᴛᴇᴅ: M
ɢᴇɴʀᴇs: romance, hurt/comfort

After Zexion’s brother dies, Demyx is what little consolation he has left.

*self-harm tw

Dear Diary
ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs: 1/1
ʀᴀᴛᴇᴅ: T
ɢᴇɴʀᴇs: friendship, romance

I started my blog in sophomore year of high school. During the three years that I actively wrote, only one person ever commented on my posts. I fell in love with this formless, anonymous individual. I'm such a fool.

Keys and Kissing
ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs: 22/22
ʀᴀᴛᴇᴅ: M
ɢᴇɴʀᴇs: mystery, romance

Demyx is your average rookie detective, hoping to make a difference, but what happens when a new murderer emerges and Twilight Town’s only hope lies within the hands of a convicted killer? 

You’re My Guitar Hero, Sort Of
ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs: 8/8
ʀᴀᴛᴇᴅ: M
ɢᴇɴʀᴇs: romance, hurt/comfort

Demyx is the resident bully and Zexion is your typical teenager being bullied…sorta. When Zexion is given a chance to escape it all, does he take it?

D says Z says
ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs: 7/7
ʀᴀᴛᴇᴅ: M
ɢᴇɴʀᴇs: friendship, romance

They met in the most unlikely of places. YouTube. A comment left, a friendship started…But will they ever meet?

Trains and Sewing Machines
ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs: 21/21
ʀᴀᴛᴇᴅ: M
ɢᴇɴʀᴇs: romance, tragedy

Somewhere in the distance, a train blew its whistle. He made the puppets dance. When you’re dying, hope is all that’s left.

Pants 'R’ Us
ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs: 1/1
ʀᴀᴛᴇᴅ: T
ɢᴇɴʀᴇs: humor, romance

Demyx, an up-and-coming rock star, has tons of adoring fans. But he doesn’t seem to care about his personal safety, so his best friends Axel and Roxas decide to put a stop to Demyx’s carefree attitude towards his fans. By hiring a…stalker?

It Started With A Deceased Fish
ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs: 1/1
ʀᴀᴛᴇᴅ: M
ɢᴇɴʀᴇs: romance

Zexion is bored at work one day when his most regular customer comes in looking for a coffin…for a fish! Will he be able to comfort Demyx after the loss?

Journey To Water’s Edge
ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs: 2/2
ʀᴀᴛᴇᴅ: M
ɢᴇɴʀᴇs: drama, fantasy

Prince Zexion must travel to a lost water temple in order to end the worse drought the kingdom has ever seen. Along the way, he learns a lot about the minstrel who is his guide, but more about himself.

Well, You Know
ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs: 1/1
ʀᴀᴛᴇᴅ: T
ɢᴇɴʀᴇs: romance

In which Zexion represses a lot and Demyx is vaguely suggestive. And then there is much in the way of cliched stupidity.

One Day More
ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs: 5/5
ʀᴀᴛᴇᴅ: T
ɢᴇɴʀᴇs: drama, romance

In a school where secretaries are whores, principals try to molest students, excited blonds are incapable of coming out of the closet, and the counselor is kissing the choir teacher… who knew the fall musical would be a success?

*that summary… leaves a lot to be desired. idk like i said i haven’t read these in years.

Wonderwall / the rewritten version
ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs: 18/18 / 13/13
ʀᴀᴛᴇᴅ: M
ɢᴇɴʀᴇs: romance, adventure / romance, drama

The Org has taken over the Islands and the only way for Axel, Roxas, Sora and Riku to take them down is by making Demyx befriend #6. Demyx isn’t too jolly about being the key…

Darkness is only the absence of light. For Zexion, Number Six in the Organization, there is no light until he meets the eccentric music store owner, Demyx. But is Demyx the key to unraveling the Organization’s control over the Islands? And can the agents of the Lustitia keep him safe long enough for him to save Zexion?

*heavy breathing because i had no idea there was a new version bYE

I'm just your problem. (Jason Todd x Reader)

Pairings: Jason Todd x Reader

Warnings: swearing

a/n: “I’m just your problem” Is a noice. Isn’t it? Heheheh…. I just really like the song heh


“Red Hood, huh?”

The name was too familiar. You used to be an extremely close friend to the guy, maybe even more you had thought, but he started avoiding you. He stopped talking to you; You both didn’t meet during your vigilante acts anymore. You still heard about him on the news now and then, but he had never contacted or talked you. You didn’t have a single clue why, but you were pissed. He flat out ignored you and never bothered stating why. He was some big-shot anti-hero now and obviously had no time for you. If you weren’t going on a mission with him you would be beating the crap out of him, but you are.

“Ha. That’s a name I haven’t heard in a long time.” You continued looking at Red Robin. He was an ally you had grown to be friends with. He had revealed his identity to you and you had done the same. He was already a better friend than the ‘Red Hood’. You’ve never told him about your encounters with the previous hood, and you were sure as hell you weren’t going to go into it as of the moment.

“Okay, anyways he should be here in a few.” Tim said focused on the mission at hand. It was a normal Tim thing. “Or maybe now.” A voice spoke jumping onto the building you and Tim were on. It was him, the piece of red shit. “I told you, I could be early if I wanted.” He said as you felt him smirk under his helmet. You rolled your eyes as Tim stepped out of your way. “This is (y/s/n).” He gestured at you. You could tell Jason was slightly shook. “Yeah, okay. Let’s just do this.” He pulled Tim as you followed.

“You’ve got a fucking problem.” You cursed almost incoherently.


You were perched at the edge of the of the building peering at the warehouse presented to you. “So how do you guys want to enter?” Tim asked. “Well firstly we can check the area for goons then we could narrow down the entrances to the least-” Jay cut you off with his snarky attitude “Yeah, because that won’t give them more time to prepare for us. I say we go in through that entrance.” He points at a vent opening on the roof top. “Then decide there.” He finishes. “Sorry (y/s/n), I’m gonna have to go with Jay.” Tim hesitantly admits. “They’re expecting us, the faster we get in the less prepared they’ll be.” He continues as he looks at both of you. You nod in response. “Okay” You huff as everyone jumps off to the surface of the warehouse.

“Don’t you feel the slightest weirded out that they didn’t position anyone here.” You ask Tim. “That’s not what we should be worrying about right now.” Jason remarks aggressively as he pulls out one of his guns. You ignore his comment and open up the vent. Tim goes in first with you closely following behind. You were about to leap in when Jason pushed you behind and jumped in. You face grew red as you tried to hold in your anger. You clenched your fists furiously and followed behind.

You were all in the vent system but you realized that you were all going to fall fast. You tapped Jason’s shoulder rapidly, but he continued to ignore you. He shushed you and continued to move on. “TIM” You whispered shouted and stopped crawling. “Yeah, What’s up.” He turned around to look at your slightly worried face. “We need to get out now.” You said seriously. He nodded and proceeded to remove a vent cover below him. He peeked his head into the opening before giving a signal to go down. You both followed down. You were covered by boxes. You could hear voices from the floor below the vents you were passing by. “Thanks for the heads up, (y/s/n).” You smiled proudly as Jason just crossed his arms. “Yeah let’s just get moving.”

“You see the case down there on the table. We need that back it has the files for the next riddler plans.” Tim explains quietly. “I don’t know about you guys but-” Jason shoots his gun at one of the men at the table causing a havoc. “Thanks” You mumble leaping down onto floor below kicking two men in the stomach. Tim follows tackling two more men down. You run over to the table and pointing your grappling hook onto one of the metal bars near the ceiling. You fire and start to ascend before someone grabs your ankle. You swing the line back and forth before letting go and ending up on the spot you were on a while ago. The figure who was once holding your ankle was now one the broken table.

You call Tim and Jason. Whilst Tim makes his way up to you, Jason ignores your orders and continues shooting at the enemies. As Tim makes his way up to you he grabs Jason’s hand pulling him to come up with him. You break the nearest window and you all proceeded to get out.


As soon as you arrived at the building you all were once at Jason pulled you away. “You let one get away.” Jason yelled at you. He pointed straight at you and was towering over you scarily. “You almost ruined the whole thing.” You retorted rolling your eyes. “I had a plan, while whatever you did was not right.” He roared even louder. You were going to burst, you couldn’t take it anymore he was going too far. “OR IS IT JUST ME YOU DON’T LIKE.” You shouted losing it. “SORRY I HAVE MY OWN WAYS OF GETTING THINGS DONE AND THANK YOU FOR OUTRIGHT IGNORING AND BULLYING MY EXISTANCE.” You spat onto his face.

There was silence.

“(y/n), I’m sorry for avoiding you all these years.” Jason spoke softly. “Do not (y/n) me. I’m just your problem, right?” You threw your hands in the air giving up. “I admit okay. I was getting caught up, but I when I realized it I thought you wouldn’t forgive me if I came back so I just kept up with the act. I love you, but I didn’t want to hear your say no. I was scared you were going to reject me and If you want me to get out of your life right now I will, if it makes you happy. ” He sounded actually genuine. He was beating himself up and you felt it.

You huffed and blantly demanded “Remove your helmet.“He took it off with a tear streaming down his cheeks. You could see the hurt and sorrow in his face. You smiled at him before slapping him right across the face. He rubbed the red spot on his cheek protesting giving a small "Ow.”

“That was for thinking it was a well good idea.” You crossed your arms angerily. “But this is for being my cute and shy little Hood.” You placed your lips right onto his and smiled through it. You could feel joy and relief beaming from his eyes. You couldn’t blame him, you were more than happy that you could finally just express to him how much you cared. You pulled away from him. “You’re not mad?” He asked in disbelief.

“Oh I am sure as fuck mad, but I’m way too glad to have you back.”

Beyond Memory
[The follow-up I meant to write for this and this.] ————— When Sam showed up at the door he was out of breath, “I’m sorry… should have waited ‘till morning… couldn’t quite tell on the phone … did you find Bucky or not?”

Steve just stepped aside and let him see the man sitting placidly at the kitchen table.  “He was here when I got home.”

Sam walked up and cautiously sized up the Winter Soldier – dressed in a stolen hoodie and t-shirt, hair tied up in an awkward ponytail and a sporting a ratty beard, he didn’t look like the same man who’d almost killed everyone 6 months ago.  “So *this* is why you’ve been taking on all those crazy missions and ignoring us?  Because this guy only shows up when you’re in danger?"  The Winter Soldier looked at Sam, and he felt a chill.  Same blank eyes, though.  They both turned to Steve.

"Yes.  It started with Philadelphia, the time with the robots."  Steve seemed surprisingly calm for someone whose long-lost and brainwashed best friend just showed up in his kitchen.  "He’s been getting me out of dangerous missions ever since.  I haven’t been able to track him down, until tonight."  Steve paused, then said drily, "He’s here to report that he hasn’t been able to find Bucky.”

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