you must change your way

In order to change the world, you must first change your way of thinking. Do things in ways that other people do not do. Think new thoughts. Learn new ideas. Develop a plan. Each one of you has so much potential to change the world; you just need to be able to manifest it in the way that only YOU can.
—  Nicole Addison @thepowerwithin
Murder Might Not be Best

Dick Grayson x Reader

Warnings: None


“You know what will make you feel better? Murder.”

“Who are we murdering?” Selina asks as she comes in your front door, Pamela by her side.

“(Y/n)’s boyfriend,” Harley says.

“No!” You say sitting up from your spot on the couch. “That’s the whole reason we had a fight in the first place.”

“So he found out about your night job?” Pamela asks.


“You know what will make you feel better?” Selina asks sitting down next to you, pulling your head into her lap and running her fingers through your hair. She knows that your boyfriend, Dick Grayson, is Nightwing but you don’t, she had decided it was for the two of you to work out later. Out of all the men of Gotham for you to fall for you had fallen for one of the few heroes you fought almost every other night. “Pizza and Cookie-dough,” Selina continues, making you sit up and hug her.

“You know me so well!” Your parents had died when you were young, and so you had been on the streets as a kid; that is until Harley found you one night and took you in. Since then you had been raised by Harley, Pamela, and Selina, all of them taking turns depending on who was around and not in prison. “Hold on I’ll grab some plates and spoons,” you say standing up and heading to the kitchen.

“So, what are you going to do?” Pamela asks, after you’re all eating pizza and sharing the tub of cookie dough.

“I, um, I think I’m going to stop killing, ya’ know if he even want to stay with me,” you say, watching the surprised expressions on their faces, as you were known to be very stubborn and set in your ways.

“Wow, you must really like this boy, (y/n), to change your killing ways,” Harley says teasingly.

“Yah, I’m willing to change a little for him,” you say.

“So when do we get to meet this boy?” Pamela asks you.

“Probably not soon, ‘Hi Dick meet my three moms, two of which will kill you for hurting me, the other one will just hurt you a bit, cause she likes your dad’,”You say mockingly switching their teasing to Selina. The four of you burst out laughing, you spend the rest of the night hanging out with them and watching Netflix.


“Uh, hi Dick,” you say when Dick comes back the next morning, having spent the night at his dad’s house, at least that’s what you thought he did.

“Hi (y/n),” Dick says, thinking how he really loves you, but you kill and have punched him before, you have a mean right hook.


“Before you say anything I just have to say that I really love you, but I don’t think I can ignore the fact that you kill, and probably more,” Dick says cutting you off.

“I- I really love you too, and I’m willing to stop killing for you,” you say, desperately hoping that he won’t leave you.

“You’d stop killing for me?” He asks, as shocked as your mother figures. You nod.

“I haven’t done anything else except being an accomplice, like I haven’t actually stolen anything myself I’ve just been in the building and watched. But I’m still going to go out at night but I won’t kill,” you say ,telling him everything so he can’t say you didn’t warn him, looking for anything in his, unfortunately, unreadable expression. The two of you stand there for what seems like hours, as he thinks about what you’ve said. Suddenly he steps forward wrapping his arms around you, pulling you into a kiss. “So thats enough,” you ask pulling away slightly.

“That’s more than enough,” he says pulling you back into the kiss.


“Awww, aren’t they cute,” Harley whispers to the others, outside your open window on your fire escape.

“Looks like we won’t have to kill him today,” Pamela whispers back.

“Lets leave before they notice we’re here,” Selina says as they begin climbing down the stairs.

✂  @pisscff answered the SHORT STARTER CALL;;

✧  ——  ❝ YOU DO HAVE THE MOST STUBBORN OF MINDS, Herr Sniper. But no, I was standing next to the man who did the deed. There is a difference, you know? It’s bullshit, I did not kill you. I did not! How many times must I say it? ❞

Not to mention that he brought Sniper back from the dead. Ludwig thinks that, at the very least, credit should be given where due.

Well, if you won’t change your mind, there must be some way to return to your good graces. Ja? The silent and angry treatment may suit you well, but it does grow old, mein Freund. ❞

You know how drugs change the way your body works? I think you must be my drug, because I’ve had this ache inside ever since you left, and yet I need you more every day.
—  j.f // excerpts of stories I will never write