#I’ll write platonic or romantic stuff for him

[just-a-beatlemaniac69]

Rewatching WWDITS is really making me want to write for Colin Robinson.. I’m adding him to my masterlist 🤭

[hum--hallelujah]

it's Crab who does the saving. of course it is, the nurse, the silent, confident, so very calm one of them. the one who loves Benzedrine more than he could ever speak. of course it is. but he's not calm, and he's not confident. he is not the doctor. he's not meant to be. he's always been meant to be the support. that's where he thrives, where he was born to be. of course he would be the nurse. his heart is pounding and he's breathing fast, too fast, and sweating, he can feel it. he's terrified that he's wrong, that he's going to be wrong, that he's going to do something wrong and kill Benze instead of save him. he can't get the moment out of his head. the split second, not ten minutes ago, walking into the station and Benze on a chair, slumped over the table, unresponsive. he thinks his heart stopped, but it's beating too hard for asystole right now. he knows diagnostics. Benze taught him this. he knows what an overdose looks like not because of books the way Benze learned it but because he's seen it happen before. not often, but when partiers in the Zones get their hands on City drugs, they're prone to taking it too far. this isn't party drugs, though. that isn't Benze. the bottle on the table, empty but for a drop, reads morphine. Crab thinks of this morning, before they'd left for the track. Benze had been down, and hard, with a headache. he said it was normal. he said it was fine. but he hid under a blanket and groaned whenever Sandman or Donnie talked too loud. he'd been in pain. how long has this been happening? how bad has it gotten to warrant this? how desperate must he have been the first time to stop the pain? how hadn't Crab known? he'd sat on the edge of the bed before leaving and kissed Benzedrine's temple. he's morbidly glad for that. fatalistic, but if that's the last interaction they'll ever have had, at least it was that. his hands are shaking when he signs at Sandman and Donnie, either or, whoever has more presence of mind, to find- he doesn't have the time to fingerspell it. Benze's lips are turning blue. he's not responding to- the word is stimuli. the sign is a mimicry of poking someone. so it's Crab who retrieves the medicine, of course it is, of course it's Crab. this vial is labeled kloxxado. Benze called it naloxone when he found it in their inventory the first time. Crab's hands are shaking as he preps a new injection. most things work fastest intravenously. the blood does it. the heart does it. his heart is thumping out of control. his heart is beating just to keep Benze's the same. his best friend doesn't even respond when he sticks the needle into his arm. Benze might be the one who’s dying (he can’t die, Crab won’t let him, of course he won’t, he can’t-) but Crab thinks maybe he’s only alive for Benze. like maybe if Benze dies he will too. like maybe the only thing keeping his heart beating is the fluttering pulse he can feel as he holds onto Benze’s wrist. he feels like he’s gonna pass out but he does all the right things, keeps his best friend alive despite himself because of course he does. he’s the caregiver. he’s the nurse. his heart is beating for this. (his heart is beating for Benze)

[luludeluluramblings]

Platonic!Yandere!BatFamily x Neglected!Pregnant!Reader x Romantic!Yandere!Roy Harper - AU

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A/N: I had this in the works and have been hesitant to post it. I hope I wrote Roy and Lian right! After Conner won the poll I know some people wanted Roy stuff. Also, I'm very inexperienced in writing Romance, despite my love for it. So comments are appreciated.

Warnings: Slight NSFW, mild yandere themes, Fem!Reader, Pregnancy

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It's not uncommon to find yourself tossing and turning at all the odd hours of the night as your pregnancy progresses. Be it from the hormone driven nightmares or the restlessness your feel from your approaching due date. The bed filled with all sorts of maternity pillows to help you rest. Roy had been a surprising addition to your bed as well. At first, it was because he had snuck into your room after moving into the manor right under Bruce's nose. Or, maybe he moved in without care of what Bruce thought.

Either way, more often then not, you feel asleep to him rubbing your back and helping ease your aches. So, you weren't going to complain. The fact that he was the father of this child in your womb also helped his case with you. But, not so much as the rest of the family.

Still, it was something else entirely this night that kept your awake.

“Hey, you’re moving around a lot. Everything alright?" Roy whispers over your shoulder, moving one of the obnoxiously sized pillows that Stephanie bought you out of the way as he pressed himself against your back. The hour was late or early, judging by how long the sun had been gone.

“Yeah, baby just has the hiccups. Go back to bed." You sigh tiredly, feeling the odd sensation happening inside of you.

“Oh, okay…" He murmurs into your ear before burying himself into your hair. After taking a deep breath of you and closing his eyes, they fly back open and his hand moves to your bump. “Wait, the baby has what? How? He’s not even out yet?

As Roy's warm and calloused hand moves across your skin he can feel the faint rhythmic movement underneath his palm.

“He just does. I can feel them in my damn pelvis. I can’t even hold my breath to get rid of them cause it him that has them." Comes your grumbled complaint, feel a particularly sharp kick from your ribs before the steady hiccups continue. Normally, you'd laugh at the sensation, but it was difficult to relax at the moment.

“That is so cool and so freaky… I wonder if Lian did the same thing?" Roy ponders out loud, distracting you from his exhaustion and making concern fill you.

“You weren’t there when Lian was in utero?" You shift to roll over and face him as you whisper. It takes a bit of huffing, but he wraps his arms around you like you belong as soon as your chest faces his.

“No, I didn’t even know about Lian until she was a year old. I missed… everything." More than a hint of longing in his voice as he spoke.

“I don’t know how much she weighed. If she had had health problems. I didn’t see her first steps, her first word. Hell, I hardly had to change any diapers because she was half way out of them before she was two." Roy had never really thought of kids before Lian. Too many issues, but, now that he had her, he was upset to have even missed a single moment of it. Already he found his thoughts drifting to slightly darker places as his grip tightens around you.

“I wouldn’t complain about that, 'cause Imma be making you change the first couple diapers when he gets here." You playfully whisper back to him, wanting to draw him way from such dark places after he's brought so much light to your life. Not just with your shared child, but with just his and Lian's presence.

“You know what, I won’t complain about that. I’ll do it." He grins into your hair, fingers dancing across your skin.

“I bet Lian will be better at it then you." Your own fingers poking him softly in retaliation for the goosebumps peppering your skin from the gentle caress.

“Hey! Low blow." Roy says without any heat in his voice. There is, however, heat in his eyes as his voice goes from good-natured to one that has nothing less than nefarious intentions. "You know, if you're having a hard time sleeping, I'm all for tiring you out."

"Oh, really?" The idea not exactly making you balk. Not with how he's fondling you like somethings worth worshiping.

"Really really." His lips grazing your skin as he moves them from the top of your head and trails them along your jaw. His hands roaming across your skin with the intention of feeling you and not just the life you both created.

"Roy, what about Lian? She's been having an awful amount of nightmares since moving into the manor." Pausing as the thought occurs to you. The poor child seemed to be sleeping between you both every other night. You didn't complain to much. You knew how empty the halls of the manor felt and for Lian it was probably startling.

Besides, you appreciated how sweet the girl was. How she already accepted you and talked excitedly about her future younger brother.

(And, how each word she spoke of the matter around your own family made them physically cringe with the weight of the guilt they carried.)

Your words do nothing to deter Roy, though. The kisses across your skin growing bolder and with more teeth as hands slide underneath the fabric of your lose pajamas.

"It'll be okay, just let me-"

"Daddy?" Comes a soft voice from the small figure in your door way.

"Damn it…" Neither one of you heard the door open, and you had to fight the urge to whine and say 'I told you so' as Roy's hand left you and he sat up.

"Can I sleep with you guys? I had another nightmare." The explanation causing you to smile softly. As stated, you couldn’t blame her.

"Sure, sweetpea. Come on." You call to her while Roy seems to pout a bit. Neither one of you had been intimate with the other since he had moved into the manor. Mostly due to interruptions such as this.

Still, you weren't upset. In fact, you fell asleep quite quickly as Lian settled between you both. The hiccups inside you having subsided as your lay back down and let exhaustion take over with a faint smile on your lips.

Silence reigns over your room for a few minute before Roy's voice rings out in a low, almost annoyed whisper.

"How much did you get out of them this time, baby girl?"

"$200, and everyone has to take me to the toy store tomorrow." Lian whispers back to him with a mischief filled grin. She hasn't had a single nightmare since moving into the manor. Not with all the cash she's been getting. She may be five, but she knew money got you candy and toys, and she was getting a lot of it just from sleeping between her parents.

"Everyone, huh?" Roy mutters, an idea filling his head. He knew what Jason and the other's were up to. Every time he was about to have his way with you, Lian needed him or would want to spend time with you. He wasn't too mad. Lian was spoiled nicely, but his balls were starting to turn blue.

However, luck might finally be on his side.

"Think you'll be okay without me and your new Momma tomorrow?"

"Yeah, I wanna get my new brother stuff with all the money Uncle Tim and Uncle Jason keep giving me and surprise Momma with it." She whispers excited up to her daddy while curling up close to her new Momma.

"That's a great idea, sweetheart. A great idea." And, it was.

No one would be in the manor to stop him from fucking you on the living room couch in front of one of the security cameras. Plus, he'd really like to have that footage saved anyway. He had all sorts of plans for tiring you out tomorrow while everyone was gone.

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A/N: 🫣 I tried! Someone sent me an ask about a blurb like this for Conner, and I wanted to finish this first.

A/N: Also, I am very much debating on writing an entirely different Pregnant!Reader AU with just strictly the Bat Boys. Yes, I know it’s not everyone’s thing, but I want to embrace the drama of it. I’d do a whole different poll any everything with it because I have more planned for that than I do right for Pregnant!Reader right now. Kinda winging it there! I should finish what I got now though.

[crunchystarz]

Hii! Thanks for clarifying your character limit! ＼(^o^)／

I wanted to request Housewardens hearing the readers voice for the first time, even tho they thought reader was completely mute. Like the reader never communicated verbally and normally always talks in sign language and then they suddenly hear them speak, even if their voice is rather quiet. When asked why they never communicate verbally, if they can speak, they answer that talking verbally is really exhausting for them and not something they like doing, which is also the main reason they learned sign language.

Take your time and thank you!! (´^ω^`)

"YOU CAN SPEAK?!?

Housewardens (separately) x GN!reader

Summary: You're a quiet person in the sense you don't talk ever. People learned to communicate with you in other ways however what happens when you speak around the housewardens suddenly.

Cw- Reader isn't explicitly mentioned to be yuu, Could be read as romantic or platonic, slight crack (ish) , Leona calls you little mouse.

A/N : I'm backkk from my hiatus that was way longer than expected Sorry this took SO long to get out and a bit shorter than I'd like, I just hate Azul so much that writing for him had me losing my mind/j(all jokes aside I had some personal stuff AND school was alot LMAO so I just couldn't find the time but I hope you enjoy regardless) (⁠≧⁠▽⁠≦⁠)-your fav vamp

Riddle Rosehearts

The redheaded boy was lost in thought. He subconsciously tapped his foot impatiently. Ace and Deuce had promised to be on time. Of course, in traditional adeuce fashion, the two are nowhere to be seen.

The housewarden grumbles to himself. He doesn't hear when footsteps pitter-patter into the room. You watch him quietly as usual. You're quick to realize that he's busy in his head and didn't notice your presence. it was hard to get his attention whenever he's like this.

"Why, Good morning, Riddle!"

A quiet and almost meek voice catches him off guard. He quickly turns to the owner of the voice, only to be met with you a teasing smile was plastered on your face.

His round gray eyes somehow got bigger. His face full of shock. He clears his throat, trying to remain his usual professional self. A hand finds his chest.

He had never heard you speak before. It didn't make communication any different for him since he already had some prior knowledge of sign language. You were more than happy when you found out. So hearing your actual voice had taken him back a bit.

"[Name], you sure did startle me there …I wasn't aware you could —"

"Speak?" You responded. Again, voice quiet just like before.

Riddle let out a hum before nodding his head. He glanced away, his cheeks tinged the lightest shade of pink. “Yes, that. I just…simply hadn’t heard you before."

You chuckled a bit at his flustered appearance and leaned forward a bit with your hands behind your back. “I didn’t have anything important to say,” you murmured."… It's more ideal for me to stay quiet," you continued with a shrug. He hummed again, not making eye contact.

“…You were waiting for Ace and Deuce,” you said after a beat, the corner of your mouth twitching just a little. Taking amusement in Riddles stunned state, “Should I scold them for you?”

That earned a laugh. A real one, short but still genuine. Riddle looked at you. Not used to your voice one bit. You could see it on his face even if he tried to remain unfazed

“Tempting,” he said, adjusting the cuff of his sleeve. “But I’m sure I’ll have the pleasure myself soon enough.”

You couldn’t help but laugh to yourself, placing a hand over your mouth as you did. The sound of loud footsteps started to rapidly approach. There in the doorway stood Ace and Deuce, both wearing an awkward expression. Clearly out of breath, as they had ran. Riddle looked anything but impressed, arms crossed.

“You're late,” He spoke, placing a hand on his hip. Ace let out a nervous chuckle while Deuce just smiled sheepishly. You giggled before nodding and pointing to the door. The three understood you were taking your leave. They waved. Before you could fully make your way out, you turned back.

“ Go easy on 'em, Riddle,” is all you said before walking away. You wished you could see the shock on their face. The housewarden couldn't help but chuckle at your antics.

Leona Kingscholar

In the botanical garden the lion beast man lay basking in the sun. He rolled over from his side to his back letting his tail fall into his lap. His ears flickered at a sound. He grumbles one eye opening.

"I know you're here herbivore" He spoke turning his head in the direction you were coming from. You poked your head from behind a bush.

Since you didn't talk you and Leona made up a small "game" over some time. How close you could get to catching him off guard. You often try and sneak up on him but with his heightened sense well almost everything it never really worked. He'd always catch you by the sound of your movements or your general scent.

You learned to be a bit quicker and quieter on your feet but turns out you weren't careful enough. You pouted before walking over and plopping down next to him.

"you're never gonna surprise me by sneaking up on me like that you know" He chuckled, voice cocky. You couldn't help but raise a brow. You poked the inside of your cheek, before an idea hit you. Maybe you didn't have to sneak up on him to catch him off guard.

"is that so?"

His emerald eyes quickly shot open. His ears laid flat. A soft voice. Quiet but very much there. Leona looked around but there was no one else around.

"That was you?" He said. Clearly he knew the answer he was just still in a bit of shock. Baffled even. You nodded, you couldn't help the smile that tugged at the corner of your lips.

"Maybe" you said placing a finger on your lips. Forging a fake coy smile. The brunette rolled his eyes. His tail playfully smacks you causing you to scoot back and glare at him. He just closes his eyes and lays back down.

"I guess I finally win" you spoke again hands falling into your lap. That earns a deep chuckle to emerge from his chest.

"Dirty move herbivore, but I can't help but respect the play" he said with a shrug "Didn't know ya had a voice thought you were just a silent lil mouse " He continued, voice teasing. You huffed and sat back.

"Why haven't you talked before, thought you were mute this whole time" Leona said breaking the silence.

"I just never really felt like it, it's always been exhausting me I suppose" You mumbled. He let out a hum in acknowledgement.

"Can't blame you, people are a pain to talk to— you almost gave me a heart attack though don't go 'round just scarin' me like that" The lion teased.

You giggled before flopping your body next to his. "You just sound like a sore loser to me Kingscholar" You huffed smiling. He opened one eye to look down at you. Eyes closed, snuggling closer into his side. He couldn't help the small smirk that tugged at the corners of his lips.

"if I'm anything it's not that little mouse" He responded , shifting to flick your forehead. You moved back a bit and stuck out your tongue. "What you do like my voice" you jokingly retaliated.

“Nah, your voice suits you,” he added casually before relaxing his body and letting an arm drape over you like a blanket. He soon felt himself drift back into a slumber syncing his breathing with your own.

Azul Ashengrotto

Azul stared at the paper in from of him for some time. He kept pushing the pen down with a click. His mind seemingly wondered. He needed help reviews on which new dish he should add to the mostro lounge menu. However the tweels were not any help.

He couldn't seem to get anyone to give an honest opinion. Maybe he should go to Ruggie? He'd do anything for free food. He'd have to track him down first. Sevens know what work Leona has him running around doing. He groaned and placed his head in his hands. It wasn't anything to get work up over he told himself. He'd figure it out.

As if the sevens heard him the answer to his problems walked through the door. You waved from the doorway. He smiled and sat up.

"Ah [Name]! Perfect timing" He spoke clasping his hands together. You tilted your head.

You somehow end up in mostro lounge sitting with three meals in front of you. The first two were okay. Azul slid over the third plate.

He watched as your eyes basically turned into stars. He smiled at your reaction wtched as devoured the food in front of you.

"I presume you enjoy that one the most yes?"

"it's delicious!"

"Yes I s- [Name] did you just speak" Azul said with a smile still on his face. On the outside he was calm and collected. On the inside everything went off balance.

You nodded and swallowed what was left in your mouth. "Yeah it's so good this one should get added!" You chirped.

He clears his throat trying to ignore the way so many questions flooded his head.Azul sat back slowly, hands folding in front of him like he was trying to ground himself. “Forgive me, but… I was under the impression that you were nonverbal.”

You looked down at your plate, fingers brushing over the edge. “I usually am. Talking’s… hard. Not like physically, just—draining” you explained.

Azul’s brows knit together, he just hummed"…I see,” he finally said, placing a hand in his chin. “Then I must thank you. You chose to use your voice here. With me.”

You nodded, still a little shy, and Azul’s lips formed a faint smile—genuine this time, not his usual polished expression.

“In that case,” he said, picking up a pen and notepad, “I’d be a poor host if I didn’t let your taste decide our next special.”

Kalim Al Asim

The house warden tugged at your sleeve as he led you somewhere. Where? You don't know— you never know with Kalim honestly. He wanted to show you something he said. You were silent the whole walk just letting him tug you along

Kalim was used to your silence. From the moment you met, he never once made you feel strange for only using sign language. He tried to pick up some sign language turnng it into game...even if he wasn't the best. He'd cheer every time he got a phrase right. He never pushed, never asked why you didn’t speak. He just… accepted you. He never expected you to speak.

He was so excited he seemed a bit zoned out only having tunnel vision for where he needed to go. You had a bit of a hard time keeping up with his fast pace..

"Kalim slow down!" You yelped. You had tripped on the uneven flooring, stumbling forward slightly. He quickly let go and turned all his attention to check if you were alright. He gave you a sympathetic look.

"oh I'm sorry! You okay [Name?]" Kalim asked with a pout. You nodded and he smiled and let out a sigh of relief.

"That's good sorry sometimes I get carried away" He chuckled. It got quite for a bit. Then it hit him. Gears finally started to turn. Kalim froze completely. His red eyes went huge.

"You talk?!" He shouted. You covered your mouth as you tried not to laugh at his dramatic reaction.

"That is so cool!" Kalim beamed. He grabbed your hands lifting them a bit. It was such a small thing for him to be excited about. Reacting as if you speaking was mind blowing.

"it's really not that big of a deal, I just don't like talking all too much, it's a bit draining" you laughed nervously. Kalim paused, squeezing your hands gently.

“Then don’t ever feel like you have to. I love your signing! But—thank you. For trust and choosing to share your voice with me 'n stuff ” He ranted, his smile softened, radiating nothing but pure warmth. You nodded and let him proceed to drag you along. The whole time he was asking you questions, swinging your arms back and forth.

Vil Schönheit

Vil hummed to himself as he applied the finishing touches on your face. You shudder as the cool liquid eyeliner was brushed in the creases of your eyes. He pulled away and examined you, hand gently gripping your chin and angling your head where he desired.

He smiled before turning his attention to the earrings that sat hooked up on the vanity. His eyebrows furrowed as he looked back and forth between the two pairs. You tilt your head and sign 'whats wrong'. Vil just lets out a sigh and shakes his head. He places a hand on his chin.

"It's nothing it just appears I am having trouble deciding which pair would complete the look more " He finally spoke. You met out a hum and shifted in your seat to get a better look at the jewelry. Perfectly manicured hands lifted the jewels up and placed either one of them on each side of your face.

"What do you think [Name]?" He asked looking for your reaction. He expected you to point at whichever one you decided you liked more instead you surprised him.

"I think the purple pair compliments the eyeshadow you choose more" You explained, voice soft.

"I suppose you're core— erk"

You had never seen Vil make such an expression not even in the movies he acts in. He blinked slowly before gaining his composer once more. This wasn't the oddest thing to happen suddenly in his career. Regardless hearing your voice understandably surprised him. Clearing his throat he sat down the earrings.

"You sure did catch me off guard, Darling" He said with a little chuckle. You felt a cheeky smile spread across your face. You sat back and shrugged forging innocence.

"You react as if you haven't heard my voice before" you teased. The model raised a brow at your antics.

"Yes almost as if" he replied sarcastically. You let out a giggle as he threaded the earrings with the purple gems through your ear lobe. "Talking is simply a chore no?" You said snuggly as he pulled back.

"Can't say I disagree with that statement, and your choice of jewelry either" He spoke with a smile.

Idia Shroud

You laid in Idia's lap listening to the sound of his controller. You had started to drift off as the night stretched on. Idia had been gaming for quite a while. You were originally watching him play as usual but soon you found yourself laying your head on his lap as he still continued to play his game.

Idia didn't talk much on the regular but in his element he could yap up a storm. It was perfect for you two since you didn't talk at all and he didn't like much conversation but you still listened when he did end up talking. Nights where he'd end up mumbling mostly to himself and you listened weren't uncommon.

You cracked one of your eyes open. The housewarden kept grumbling about being stuck at the level he was currently on. Too stubborn to look at any tutorials and was planning on going through trial and error. Luckily you knew how to gety past the level having already played a while back.

It was rare for you to know something about a game Idia didn't. Sleepily you shifted and pointed at the character on his screen." You have to go back the way you came, the parkour was supposed to be impossible " you mumbled before yawning.

Idia let out a yelp at the sudden voice. He looked around before looking down at you. You lay smug and very very sleepy in his lap. Shock was plastered on his face. He couldn't even form proper words just stuttered.

"[Name]?!?" He finally got out. Yellow eyes wide as ever. You shifted to where your cheek rested on his thigh. You simply hummed in response.

"You talk ! " He exclaimed. You didn't respond properly just nodded and snuggled closer. He let out a huff still completely baffled that you had said anything at all. He couldn't question you as you had already fallen asleep by the time he finally collected himself.

Malleus Draconia

The dragon fae quietly watched as you struggled to get a book from a high shelf. You had come to the school library to find a book on a certain plant for professor Crewel's class however the book you needed was unfortunately out of reach.

"Struggling Child of a man?" A cool voice said as Malleus suddenly appeared behind you. Startling you enough to cause you to jump. You turned and glared at him, narrowing your eyes. He just smiled showing off his fangs.

"Apologizes I did not intend to scare you" He chuckled. His eyes wandered back up to the book you had been struggling to obtain just a few fleeting moments ago. Slender fingers easily grabbed the hook and brought it down to your level.

"I believe this was what you were looking for correct" Malleus said with a slight amount of mischief lacing his words. You rolled your eyes and gently took the book from him.

"For a prince you sure are cheeky when you want to be huh" You mumbled. Now it was time for him to be startled . His green eyes shot open. You smirked at his expression. You tried to keep down the giggle that was going to erupt from your chest.

"I wasn't aware you spoke..." he mumbled suddenly the teasing Malleus disappeared. "Well speaking is very tiring do I don't do it much" you replied simply. He let out a hum and nodded his head.

"And my teasing behavior was enough for you to speak" he mumbled almost to himself. You giggled and rolled your eyes, gently flicking his arm. "Yes"

"I am truly honored that you decide to use your voice around myself" he dramatically said. You sighed and just smiled at his sincerity.

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[on-leatheredwings]

Sleepover

Yandere! Damian Wayne x (Fem!) Reader

romantic > summary: During a sleepover, Damian makes his first foray into infatuation. > word count: 1605 > [ a/n: i just love writing from the yandere’s point of view! Damian is 19 or college-age here. honestly not much plot, just musings~ i will try to write from the Darling’s POV next time hehe.]

This must be love.

“Wow, Damian… I’ve never noticed but your nails are so pretty,” you compliment, satisfied with the boy’s upkeep. Damian feels his heart thrumming against his ribcage. You are holding his hand. 

Not for the first time either, but the thrill never fades. 

If this had occurred a year ago, before Damian learned of how casual (generous, even!) you were physical affection, he might have dumbly stated, “You’re holding my hand.” Instead, he simply thinks it, on loop, in one long string. 

You’re holding my hand. You’re holding my hand. You’re holding my hand.

Unbeknownst to all this, you simply paint his forefinger with a stripe of green so dark it looks black. 

“If we’re going to do this, it’ll be by my rules,” he had said. 

In reality, if you needled him any harder, he would’ve accepted pink nails with glitter on them. Who cares? There wasn’t anyone who dared to make fun of him at school. Not to mention, it’d be obvious to everyone that you painted them. You'd be marking him as yours, essentially. And at night… well, Robin wears gloves.

“Hn. How so?” Damian asks with feigned coolness. Mainly because he wants to hear you praise him. In your hushed, awed voice. When he dreams, you often sound like that. (And he quickly pushes that thought away.)

You look at him pointedly, grinning. Oh, he’s not so slick. You acquiesce to his whims anyway.

“Your cuticles are impeccable and your nails are finely trimmed… I’m impressed. Don’t you do martial arts, too? Crazy they aren’t more dinged up.”

Martial arts. That was supposed to explain his abnormal strength and fighting capability, the one time you saw him nearly break a man’s wrist for trying to pickpocket you. 

You accepted the excuse with only a little suspicion.

“It’s simple grooming.”

A catlike grin forms on your face. “Hm~ I don’t knowwww… Seems like you may be trying to catch the eye of a girl – you know, girls look at stuff like that.”

Damian frowns. 

He’s infatuated but not delusional. He’s aware this ‘sleepover’ is pretty platonic on your end. After nails, it’ll be skin care. Maybe you’ll even do your makeup and take goofy pictures with him. You’ll laugh and platonically huddle against him during a movie. You may doze off on his shoulder while he’ll be committing your every dewy, moisturized pore to memory. 

Because of Damian’s (self-admitted) social awkwardness with your peers, you think that gives you some sort of elder sibling-esque edge on him. You are the social butterfly, leading a naive, but well-meaning social pariah through the perils of young adult life. You don’t know you are so much more naive than he is, and he adores that.

Rather than addressing the question, he snorts. “When are you going to turn on the movie?”

You hum, completing his nail’s first coat. “Oh yeah, that’s right!” You grab the remote and press play. You continue painting, gingerly admiring his long, golden brown digits. Damian preens at the attention. 

As the movie plays, you pause often to look up and gape at the screen. It’s a horror flick, and boasts an abundance of cartoonish gore. While a bit more sensational than something he’d put on, he likes your dark taste. An annoying teenager gets their head hacked off with a chainsaw. You laugh and Damian feels his heart sing. 

There’s a chime that rings through Wayne Manor, and he has to bite back a groan.

“Pizza’s here!” you cheer. You begin to get up when Damian whips out his card in an instant. 

“I’ll pay.” To his delight, you gape in surprise, cheeks warming. 

“Oh… Thanks, Damian!” You never quite get used to him paying for things, but you at least know by now not to argue. You grab his credit card and – thank God – your fingers brush against each other. It sends the most pleasant trill down his spine. “Since you’re paying, I’ll go bring it! I won’t be long.”

A corner of his lips quirk. “I’ll be pleasantly surprised if it gets back to this room at all.” You stick out your tongue on the way out.

As soon as he hears your footsteps disappear down the hall – such clumsy, loud steps – Damian’s attention falls to the messenger bag you threw to the ground of his bedroom. He knows your diary is in there. (In his mind, he can hear you protest, It’s a journal!)

He’ll be quick. He flips open to a random page, and he already is laughing at your writing style. There’s little care for capitalizing letters and full of what you explained are “emoticons”, despite being handwritten. He flips to today’s entry, half-finished.

February 01. 

there’s a guy in class who’s pretty cute… one may even say HOT xP

Damian’s jaw tightens. He knows exactly who you’re talking about, and he won’t allow that neanderthal anywhere near you. At least, not again. Yesterday, you told him that your crush had smiled at you. Brushed fingers with you when passing papers. In the only class you have without Damian.

(Also, “your crush,” he scoffs. What a juvenile concept. You and Damian share something much deeper. His feelings for you are not so trivial.)

The semester is still young. Damian can pull any string to land himself in your anthropology class.

The rest of your entry for today (and the past days prior) isn’t anything notable except for when he’s mentioned. 

stressful day, but at least i have tonight with damian to cheer me up. he’s seriously the best …. i should tell him more often !!! (but it’d give him an even bigger head)

He doesn’t even attempt to stop the smile splitting his face. 

Damian’s keen hearing catches you striking up a conversation with Alfred in the kitchen. Despite your promise, he knows you will, indeed, take long. You love talking to everyone, even in passing. It’s an admirable quality, and one he envies.

He unlocks your phone and rifles through some messages of yours. He uses his own phone for documentation purposes. What else is there to do… He spies your jacket on his bed.

There is a shameful thought and Damian’s heart skips a beat. It is… frankly, it’s humiliating as a concept. Yet he’s enticed. It’s your jacket, after all. He brings it to his face delicately and inhales, almost shyly. Once he catches the familiar scent of your body wash, however, he allows himself to breathe it in. After being lost in it for a few seconds, he rips it away. 

Only to see his father standing in his doorframe. 

He knows what this looks like. Damian knows what this looks like. After years of working with the man, Damian can hear his thoughts as if they were his own, as they happen. 

Damian just smelled your clothes. Even if it was investigative in nature, he could’ve retrieved a sample some other way. Someone’s personal journal is open on the floor. A phone that he knows is not Damian’s is unlocked and displaying text messages. All these things are splayed out in a circle around him. It’s uncharacteristically messy of him, as well. Damian’s own phone is actively on his camera. Was he taking pictures? And most notable is the absence of you.

In summary? Damian must have some interest in you. And by this sloppy job, it’s quite emotionally charged. And at his age, it’s likely romantic.

Damian’s skin rises to what feels like a boiling heat. What is Father going to say? He can’t stop him – he can’t. Damian doesn’t even want to talk about it, let alone be reprimanded. A feral need to escape bubbles underneath his skin. Despite the panic, he channels years of League training and hardens himself. 

Bruce watches his son’s expression morph from dazed, to fearful, to steel, in real time. From Damian’s seat on the floor he offers his father only silent defiance. Bruce knows his son, his darker needs that stem from his cruel childhood. And perhaps he should’ve expected this to happen someday. Bruce exhales, eyes closing. When they reopen, his slate-grey eyes are firm and hard. 

“No one gets hurt.”

And by that, Bruce means no one dies. Because Bruce and Damian are Batman and Robin – they’re all in the business of hurting people. People who deserve it, yes, but it’s still hurt. Pain.

Damian feels immense relief. He wouldn’t have killed his father – he’s not that boy anymore. But a life without you seems similarly unbearable. Damian feels… shaken. He doesn’t know what he would’ve done. He also feels grateful, that it didn’t turn out any other way. 

His eyes drop to the jacket he holds in a fist.

“... Yes. Thank you, Father.” Bruce’s gaze lingers, but he leaves wordlessly.

This encounter reminds Damian of who he is. He is a detective, vigilante, assassin, and creature of stealth. He can’t be this careless, even if he knows you won’t notice. 

Damian returns your belongings to their place, exactly how you left it. Diary back in your bag, jacket to where you were lounging, your phone underneath a pillow, because you carelessly tossed it aside. You’ll inevitably begin to look for it and he’ll grin once he places it in your hand.

You finally return to his room, two pizza boxes of deluxe cheese (for him) and pepperoni (for you) in your arms. You laugh sheepishly. 

“Sorry for the wait, Dami.” His heart skitters at the nickname.

“It’s fine.” Your eyes glitter with excitement and optimism and purity. He finds it hard to look away, you raining down a gaze like that upon him.

“I was waiting for you.”

[antinousletmehit]

Hello, fun request here!

Could you do Telemachus and a younger sister reader? Maybe around like 14 since Telemachus was around 20 at the end of the odyssey (I know the math doesn’t make sense because of Odysseus’s adventure but like trust) and just show like Telemachus protecting her from the suitors to the best of his ability or something? And like just a cute sibling relationship? :)

୨୧┇pairing: Telemachus x reader platonic

୨୧┇I love writing platonic stuff more than romantic honestly

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The great hall of Ithaca’s palace echoed with laughter as the suitors lounged in their stolen comfort. Their voices got on your nerves, their presence a reminder of how powerless you and your family had been for years. You lingered near the edge of the hall. At fourteen, you were too young to truly understand the depth of their insolence, but old enough to feel the sting of their mockery when they noticed you.

“Ah, little princess!” one of the suitors called, a smirk curling his lips. Eurymachus, always the boldest. “Come here, won’t you? Pour me some wine.” You hesitated, your grip tightening on your chiton as your heart raced. The way his eyes gleamed made you want to run, but you couldn’t, your pride wouldn’t allow it.

“Leave her alone,” a firm voice cut through the noise.

Telemachus.

Your older brother stepped into the hall, his presence commanding attention. His gaze burned with defiance as he crossed the room, placing himself squarely between you and Eurymachus.“Are you deaf, boy?” Eurymachus sneered, leaning back in his chair. “I said the little princess should pour me wine.”

“And I said leave her alone,” Telemachus snapped, his voice steady and sharp. The hall grew quieter, the tension thick enough to cut with a blade.

“She’s just a child,” Telemachus continued, his eyes blazing. “You have no right to speak to her that way.” Eurymachus’s smirk faded, replaced by a scowl. He stood, towering over Telemachus, but your brother didn’t flinch.

“She’s the daughter of Odysseus,” Telemachus said, his voice unwavering. “And until my father returns, I’ll protect her with my life.” Your heart swelled with pride and relief, but also fear. Eurymachus was a cruel man, and you worried what he might do.

But before anything could escalate further, another suitor, Amphinomus, intervened, placing a hand on Eurymachus’s shoulder. “Let it go,” he said, his tone wary. Eurymachus grumbled something under his breath before slumping back into his chair. The hall slowly returned to its previous clamor, but the suitors left you alone after that.

Telemachus turned to you, his expression softening. He gently took the tray from your trembling hands and set it down on a nearby table. “Are you alright?” he asked, his voice quiet now.

You nodded, though your hands still shook. “I… I didn’t know what to do.” He placed a reassuring hand on your shoulder. “You don’t have to do anything, Y/N. I’ll handle them.”

Tears pricked your eyes as you looked up at him. “Why do they have to be so awful?”

“Because they’re cowards,” Telemachus said, his jaw tightening. “But don’t worry. Father will be back soon, and when he is, they’ll regret ever setting foot in this palace.”

You managed a small smile, comforted by his confidence. “Come on,” he said, guiding you out of the hall. “You don’t need to be around them anymore. I’ll make sure of it.”

As he led you to the quieter parts of the palace, you felt a wave of gratitude for your brother.

[hananan2]

Hello!! Hope this finds you well! 💖 Could I request Ace, Deuce and Epel with a Yuu who's autistic and info dumps (Like mega yapper level) on people once she trusts them? Can be romantic or platonic idc. Tyy!

YES OF COURSE!💕 I really hope I depict Autism correctly because writing a serious topic wrongly is my worst fear, my sons autistic though so I think I know what it’s like! I’m sorry this is short,. It’s 4am I’m drying🥀 (Btw assuming you wanted Fem!reader because you put she) Enjoy!💕

A/N: Call the chiropractor cause I’m BACK 😈

Characters: Ace Trappola, Deuce Spade and Epel Felmier!

Summary: You have autism which causes you to have a habit of yapping and oversharing about your interests, how do they react to that?

info: Fem!Reader, Platonic or Romantic, fluff.

CW: cursing and probably Ooc and I don’t proofread at all.

Ace Trappola!

Ace gets bored easily, if someone is saying boring shit, he’ll tell them they’re saying boring shit. He thought you were were a little too quiet when he first met you being a janitor at the start of the school year, oh how things have changed now…

it started whenever anything happened that reminded you of your special interests and you went into a full pledge yap fest, he was gonna kinda overwhelmed…

“Huh?? What??” He looked at you with an eyebrow lifted

“Yes it’s and just like that and it’s AMAZING and fills me with JOY!” You squealed, talking about something from your home world, twisted wonderland has been missing OUT.

“So interesting… kinda bad I didn’t really get half of it…”

“I’ll tell you again!”

“You don’t have t- okay go.”

As stated, he gets annoyed when people talk to much about stuff he’s not interested in, he wasn’t annoyed with your talking though, more so confused, but hey, you listened to him rant too so fair deal right? But it’s different, you’re so entertaining. You’re so entertaining, your eyes sparkling like a kid in a candy store is pure teasing material, but you look too happy to even tease! And he thought he could never hold himself back from teasing!

But it’s not only your reaction that gets him to seem interested, your interests actually seem fascinating to him that he ask questions and laughs at finding out new information. Haha you made him into a nerd you love him.

”Hey, you quiet, got any crazy stories for me? Your world was on something I swear…” please keep yapping, head is full of mental notes.

Deuce Spade!

Deuce had always been a good listener, no matter if it interested him or not he would try his best to be attentive! Though he gets a little sleep if it’s not the most mins provoking for him at least…

When you start start your rants to Deuce out of the blue, he’s a little startled since you were so reserved, but accepted it with open arms and understanding! And also indulging lokey.

“Mhm Mhm…That’s so cool you mention that because I remember reading something like that in one of my comic books! It was a short series but it was really good!” He bounced with joy

“Oh my gosh yes I love short series! That trope is so amazing I love when it’s used in books! Oh and besides books…!” You emitted his joy back, you guys will never stop talking, so evil.

Unlike Deuce, he isn’t the best at remembering everything with his mind, mental notes swarmed after a while by so much more. Which is what lead him to making a whole note for you in his notes app just about your interests!

22: She likes calico critters (little animals)

23: she REALLY likes tiramisu and the way it’s made

24: She likes collecting pins

He will NOT be forgetting.

Epel Felmier!

Epel himself is very quiet and reserved at first but is super out going and talkative with the people he’s comfortable with, so hey, he gets it!

Epel is really interested in your culture, by that I mean your world and what happens there, he likes to link events back to Twisted Wonderland, it’s fun, plus you care about his mall village, why should he not care about your literal world?

“Huh? Well lookey that! We’ve been doin that for a while here!”

“Really? I would love to go there! It just reminds me of own of my favorite places, and you don’t understand it’s SO pretty and landscapy!” You whipped out your phone to show him a picture

“Not better than my harveston!” He puffs his chest out with a proud smile

“Here look!”

Woah, gorgeous. Like you.

He giggles in his mind, with the most love and respect, you remind him of a little rooster that keeps croaking but can’t do it fully so it’s just high pitched.

he will ALWAYS stay tuned for the yap🙏🏽

[crackerlover95]

PLEASE READ! Hello!! This is my first post ever on here and my first time doing headcanons. I loved the hanks to much to not do anything for them. So here you go! (I’ll learn how to format later) and totally give me requests if you like my writing I’m DOWNNN for some freaky stuff LMAO. Here’s my TikTok where I posted this on there as-well (crackerlover9666)

-Hank 3 convinced the other Hanks to do thirst traps because “they needed the exposure” when they were with Red Bowl, but since they left, only Hank 3 still does them because he enjoys the compliments.

-They have a voting box that they use to determine who will be the leader of the group for that day. (They submit the same votes in every day so it’s Hank 1 for Monday, Hank 5 for Tuesday, Hank 4 for Wednesday, Hank 3 for Thursday, and Hank 2 for Friday every week. They don’t have a leader on the weekends because they don’t want anyone to feel left out or favored)

- When you first met them they would push you too far with their extreme activities and wouldn’t stop until you genuinely got hurt (they of course felt bad) or would call you a lame-o if you didn’t go with them in fear of getting hurt. (Hank 2 understood your caution)

-Hank 1,2,4, and 5 talked to Hank 3 about his flirting and that he needed to tone it down with you because they couldn’t help but get secondhand embarrassment. They all liked you (romantically or platonically) and didn’t want his advances to push you away.

-Sleepovers. They don’t call it hanging out or staying the night they will and always will call it a sleepover. Pillow fights, movies, they somehow always have some delicious gossip, Hank 5 bakes cookies, board games/video games, and pranks. Do not fall asleep first or you will look like a middle schooler's notebook when they’re bored in class.

-They all tan amazingly except Hank 3 who genuinely gets cooked in the sun. He always uses the most sunscreen and will wear slightly longer T-shirts, shorts(basically jorts), and has a hat he wears if the sun is unusually bright out.

-You and Hank 2 would work on his novel together. Basically what you did with Lyric but a lot longer and way more off task. You would be the one who pushes him to work and pay attention. He appreciates it and when he publishes it he does that thing on the first page where it says stuff like “To y/n my reason for doing this” shit like that.

-Hank 1 goes to, and volunteers at a local shelter so he can work on and get the right information for his dog parachutes. Of course, he does more than just work on his dream and really helps out when he’s there, the other workers love it when he shows up. Has grown close with a golden retriever(obviously) and plans on adopting one day when his income is more stable.

-Hank 3 plays the board game “Operation” and thinks that helps him get smarter for when he actually does brain surgery. (Surprisingly when he does take classes to be a licensed professional he gets all high marks. He thinks the only reason that is, is because he played that stupid game, and not all the effort he does like studying, all-nighters, and paying attention in class.)

-You help Hank 4 find his dream because he doesn’t have an idea of what he wants to do in life. After some experimenting, he understands that his passion is extreme sports. He feels upset at first because it’s just what he’s been doing all along, and the other hanks have different dreams other than that. But you and the other hanks reassure him that it’s okay and he just knows what he likes! One day he comes up with the idea of starting a company like Red Bowl that sponsors other extremists like him. He obviously puts the safety and needs of the people he sponsors before anything else.

-You and Hank 5 just do typical dating things. His dream is to be a father which is not happening for a WHILEEEE. So in his free time, he bakes with you. Cute baking dates soon turn into something way more than that. He genuinely gets good at baking and starts making sweet treats for other objects around the house, like Volt and Eddie for their bar. You convince him to take commissions for small things like birthday parties, gender reveals, housewarming parties, etc. After a while, he starts making good money on it and would take bigger commissions like weddings. He will always bake for you since you’ve been with him since day one. (So male wife coded)

They are this image with you when they “aren’t in harmony” (angry at each other/ having different ideas on how they want to spend the day with you, etc..).

[anxiousnerdwritings]

I am going FERAL over this imagine:

So basically Bruce brings reader home to be his new daughter/the boys' new sibling but Uh Oh! They now want you carnally and reader is just like "you said you wanted me as a daughter/sibling, wtf is this" and being their platonic darling is better than being shared between them romantically so reader tries to come off as innocent and child/sibling coded by being like "yeah I've never actually kissed or dated anyone before aren't I just so innocent" and the boys are like :)))

So then Dick says you can call him your boyfriend "just to feel it out" and Tim starts blatantly stealing your panties and Jason says he can give you your 1st kiss so you can "practice" with him and Bruce offers to teach you how to touch yourself and (and him) and when you try to walk it back cause the boys are being Freaks they're in their delulu era so eventually you end up tied to the bed with the boys and Bruce drawing straws over who gets to take what 1sts (like 1st date, kiss, virginity, ect).

And Damien is just in the background absolutely SEETHING cause the the boys and Bruce's Horny Time keeps interrupting his Mommy Time with the reader

And reader using Damien as kind of a shield cause what are they going to do, feel you up in front of a CHILD? Like just, "Stay Platonic :))"

Just that kind of pseudo incest makes me Feel Things (*/∀＼*)(///∇///)

I'd love your thoughts/a fic based on this! Ty ❤️

TW: Brief mentions of pseudo incest(y) scenarios/behavior, manipulative tactics, yandere tendencies

(Okay so I’ll answer this with my thoughts for right now.)

I know I primarily write incest(y) related topics for my Game of Thrones/ASOIAF stuff but I have been tempted to/curious about branching it out into some of the other fandoms I write for 👀. (I’ve had a few ideas rolling around in my noggin for a bit if anyone is interested.) So I would be willing to give this a try. I’m down to experiment with some new stuff, within reason of course.

I imagine the Reader being older (probably 19-23), maybe even having been a runaway of sorts or not having a very stable home life, so when they’re given the ‘offer’ to become part of the family they’re looking to fulfill a familial void they’ve never experienced or have forgotten how it’s felt like. I definitely see Bruce and the rest of the boys keeping a very close eye on the Reader before they decide to finally bring them into their family, basically full on stalking them from the moment they caught their attention (you know how the Batfam works). It wouldn’t be a surprise if even before the Reader was with them physically that the boys developed a more carnal desire for them. At first, their intentions were completely platonic, but with all the lengthy observing and information gathering of their supposed-to-be-new-family-member eventually something changed in how they all saw their darling.

I really see the change in their obsession starting with either Dick or Tim first. Especially regarding some accidental or purposeful peeping Tom foolery. I feel like Bruce would be the last to fall victim to the change in direction or at the very least he’s the last one to admit to it. If Damian is younger than I see his obsession staying strictly platonic, but if he were much older than I could see him involving himself to the same depths as his family.

At first, I see things happening subtly. Knowing that at the very least a few of them are already in an obsessive-romantic headspace in regards to their darling before they even physically become part of the family the guys would try to be as welcoming as possible without revealing their true intentions. They don’t want to scare you off right away, they want you to walk into it semi-willingly at least. But the interactions with the Reader would show something else. The lingering touches, the being much closer to you than really necessary, the heated grazes over your clothes here and there that leave you wondering if that actually happened or not. I also kind of like the other members not being fully aware of each other’s change in obsession, everyone giving each other the side eye until it sets in and then all out war of who gets the darling to themself unfolds only to eventually end up with them working together and agreeing to share. That’s when Bruce’s heel-turn is revealed.

Once things get truly amped up, the interactions with the Reader really begin to escalate. The boys would walk around shirtless more often, all of them trying to get their darling to look at them, to really look at them. Eventually, it’s not just them being shitless but either them in nothing but their underwear or nothing at all. They start out as accidents but eventually it’s pretty loud and clear that the guys want you to see them, all of them, to even touch them and feel them to your hearts content. But thats not all, of course it’s not. The touching of their darling only gets all the more intense, to the point that you know damn well that they’re touching you and they want to leave you wanting for more. So much more. The Reader’s innocence and lack of experience would only spur them on even more. They absolutely thrive off of it. They all want to be your first, your first everything. There will be a lot of secret ‘lessons’ being given behind closed doors and telling of “Don’t tell Batdaddy or he’ll get real mad.” “Don’t let Jay know, or he’ll want to punish you for not doing this with him.” “Let this be our secret, (Name). Something just for you and me.” “Can’t tell anyone about this or they’ll ruin it for the both of us.” And they only get even worse from there.

I can’t see Alfred being okay with this in any situation, whatsoever. I think he especially would feel like Bruce and the other boys completely took advantage of the Reader and he would try his best to aid them in trying to keep up with the platonic intention of this entire fiasco. He would be a total cockblock, even going as far as helping Damian in his cockblocking endeavors. Alfred’s intention would be to play both sides so he knows how to help the Reader when it comes to Bruce and the others but it wouldn’t take too long for them to figure out that Alfred is working against them. Like, Alfred was all for the familial-platonic obsession but when things started getting more romantic he was ready to shut that shit down ASAP. You can’t tell me he hasn’t, at least a few times, locked Bruce, Dick, Jason, and Tim out of the house to give the Reader some peace and give Damian his much deserved allotted time with them.

Speaking of Damian, he is a menace (as per usual) but even more so than normal. He really doesn’t take too well to the new direction of his father’s and brothers’ obsession for the Reader. He thinks it’s pretty messed up but he sincerely likes and cares about the Reader and he wants them to stay, he wants them to continue being a part of the family forever so he’ll let some things slide. Some. He even may be willing to look the other way when it eventually comes to Bruce, Dick, Jason, and Tim baby-trapping the Reader if it means this whole ‘family’ thing becomes set in stone with the arrival of a new ‘sibling’. But for the most part, at least early on, Damian would be a huge pain in the ass for the other family members. He feels like he needs to step in to save his darling from the others and their ulterior motives. He’s all his parental/older sibling figure needs, at least at that point. He may even try to runaway with them to keep them safe from the others. Hell, he may even get his mother involved if he was desperate enough, especially if he saw the Reader as a parental figure. Or maybe even another Justice League member to either adopt him and the Reader so that he could have that family experience he was promised with the Reader. Or he would be completely content just living the rest of his life just him and the Reader, platonically of course.

It would either take Bruce or Dick to have a talk with Damian to get him to come to some agreement to allow them to continue with what they’re doing in regards to the Reader. I think Dick would get away with manipulating Damian much better than Bruce could. I think Damian would have some opinions about his father especially throughout this whole situation. Especially since I see Damian being very observant of how Dick, Jason and Tim are behaving towards the Reader early on and picking up on the fuckery taking place, even going as far as telling Bruce about it under the belief his father would be on his side (not ever fathoming the idea of his father also doing similar things to the Reader without him ever knowing). As far as Damian knew his father was completely platonic towards the Reader, as a ‘father’ should be. Right? So understandably Damian feels not only betrayed but also disgusted when he finds out that his father was and still is taking part in, acting in a similarly depraved fashion as the others.

Eventually, I could see them coming together and being one big ‘happy’ family. But it sure as hell comes at a price. (Usually the Reader’s freedom and sense of self outside of the obsession they’ve been dragged into, to drown in alongside their yandere(s).)

[hells-wasabii]

How would each of the Hell characters(Hotel group, Lucifer, Overlords, Vees) do while cooking entirely on their own? Can be platonic or romantic, whichever you want

A/N: So I know I said 2, but the other one isn’t ready yet I’m still writing it. It’s gonna be pretty big too since it’s that velvette part 2. But I had to get my cat spayed today so I’ve been super busy all day keeping her out of trouble and from hurting herself :/ but anywho, enjoy!

Characters: All that I write for

Type: Hesdcanons (hazbin cast cooking headcanons)

Charlie

With Charlie, I’m a little torn. On the one hand, she’s a princess, so cooking would likely be more of a novelty considering she likely had staff to do it for her. But this is Charlie we’re talking about. She would go out of her way to learn how to cook. Wouldn’t give up either, not until she could do it on her own. I would imagine that she started learning from Vaggie and reading cookbooks.

Vaggie

When it comes to Vaggie, she can cook some, but she’s definitely super humble about it, brushing off any compliments because it’s ‘just food’. If the issue is pressed I can see her getting a little embarrassed about it. It’s mostly dishes that she had been taught while she was growing up, along with basic dishes that don’t necessarily require a honed skill to make.

Angel

Angel can cook, though he doesn’t exactly put much effort into it. I can definitely see him just throwing something together so he can eat and move on with whatever else he has going. Baking is a different story. I can really imagine while he was growing up he would sneak his way into the kitchen while his mother and Molly were baking. He picked it up pretty easily. And as someone who enjoys baking let me just say that his extra set of arms would be so helpful.

Husk

Husk was an entertainer in life, growing up in a casino, learning the trades in the house. That also includes the kitchens. Sure he likely didn’t spend a whole lot of time there but he still picked up a thing or two. So he’d be able to hold his own fairly well when it comes to making a homecooked meal.

Alastor

While it’s canon that the radio demon can cook, I feel like he specifically likes to cook recipes his mother left behind. Cooking recipes from his youth reminds him of joining his mother in the kitchen whipping something up for lunch and helping her prep for dinner. He’s not all that adventurous in the kitchen, though. He likes to stick with what he knows and what he grew up with.

Niffty

Having died in the 50s as a young housewife, I genuinely believe that she at least knows some fad recipes, like those salads and casserole recipes. Jello molds too. But that’s not to say that she wouldn’t know some basic stuff. I can definitely see Niffty being the type to try to create whole new recipes with varying, mostly horrifying results.

Sir Pentious

Sir Pentious is a genius, there’s no doubt about that, but the man can’t cook. At all. He’d burn water honestly. But baking? Oh yeah, he can bake with out a doubt(but not necessarily the decorating part), it’s basically science, but not cook. He’d quite honestly have the Egg Bois help, but let’s be honest here, that’d be a disaster too.

Cherri Bomb

I’ll admit, I wasn’t to sure about Cherri. She just doesn’t seem like the type to cook. Nah. Cherri is the queen of takeout. She can boil water but that’s really about it. Honestly, she’s only really a couple of steps above Sir Pentious, but she can’t bake either. Sometimes though, before Angel went off to the hotel, she would go out and buy ingredients and stuff and go to his apartment and they (he) would make something.

Vox

This man absolutely can cook, and he’s pretty damn good at it too. Considering he’s the television demon, he’s going to have several cooking shows. Hell, he even stars in a couple of them. That being said, he’s not one to do things half-assed. Sure, a lot of cooking shows have stuff that was prepared beforehand, but with Vox’s he goes out of his way to actually make the dishes in real time.

Valentino

I stand by my headcanons from my Valentino posts. He can cook, but it’s honestly a solid 50-50 on whether or not it’s burnt or edible. He’s pretty easily distracted, whether it’s a phone call or something else entirely, so if it's a dish that you have to pay close attention to, it’s likely to not turn out right.

Velvette

Velvette can do some light cooking, but nothing too extravagant. She’s got more important things to do, such as keeping Vox and Valentino on track. With a schedule as busy as hers, I don’t think she would cook often, preferring either Vox’s cooking or takeout. Oh but that doesn’t mean that she doesn’t take a picture and post it, because it’s Velvette, of course she does. Oh! But She’s probably been on Vox’s show as some sort of celeb guest type deal, the dish they made definitely stuck with her, so she might make it from time to time.

Zestial

Considering how long Zestial has been around, I would be more surprised if he couldn’t cook. You can’t convince me that after a while he at one point went through hobbies like a revolving door. Cooking absolutely would have been one of them. This man would absolutely try making the craziest things. He’d be up to date on all of the cooking fads, know recipes and cooking methods from several time periods and cultures. With him, there’s no telling what he might cook up next.

Carmilla

While I don’t think that she would really set aside time to cook often, she’s pretty skilled in the kitchen. Carmilla would likely have a couple of nights out of the month set aside to cook a meal with/for her and the girls, a tradition that carried on from their life before hell. She’d even take the opportunity to try new things while cooking.

Rosie

Oh, Rosie can absolutely cook, it’s canon that its a hobby of hers. She’s very well versed in a multitude of cooking methods, and while she may not entirely like a whole lot of new-age gadgets in the kitchen, she can’t really deny the fact that they can be quite useful. I’m willing to bet that she would have an Instapot (they’re great I have two and one of them has an air fryer attachment)

Adam

Adam would never openly admit it, but he knows how to cook. He was the first man, he would have had to learn eventually, even if it was something as simple as preparing meats. That being said, he can grill. I’d be willing to bet that he’d host a little barbeque after the annual exterminations for the exorcists, maybe even enter into grilling competitions.

Lute

Lute’s honestly a bit of a wildcard when it comes to cooking. She might have been able to cook while she had been alive, but nowadays not so much. It had been a long time since she actively made anything, so she’d be pretty rusty. But other than the basics, I don’t really see her being able to be too creative in terms of cooking either. She’d honestly probably stick to what she knows and wouldn’t stray too far away from that.

Emily

I don’t necessarily think that seraphim would really need to eat, but that doesn’t mean that they can’t or don’t. In Emily’s case, I would imagine it as a scenario where she wanted to do something to get closer to humanity. They were her charge after all, or rather their state of happiness. But all humans eat and many find joy in doing so and even in the act of cooking, so she absolutely would be thrilled to learn! She’s getting better at it by the day.

Sera

Sera had likely done the same as Emily when she was a young angel, though I don’t see her sticking with it. I definitely think that she taught Emily to start her on her little culinary journey. She can cook, she just… doesn’t. I’d even go as far as to say it’s been centuries since she’s actually cooked a meal of any kind. That being said, if she were to jump into the kitchen nowadays, she probably wouldn’t have a very easy time finding her way around.

Lucifer

Lucifer is a man of many talents. He can absolutely cook, possibly even Michelin level, he just chooses not to. He likely just considers it a novelty of sorts, considering he has the power to simply poof food right in front of him. Honestly, it’s pretty helpful whenever he’s depressed and doesn’t feel like making anything. But, when it comes to his family and friends, he’s more than happy to whip something up.

Lilith

Another one who would likely consider cooking to be a novelty. Considering how she’s the second most powerful being in hell, and fiercely independent with more important things to worry about. Lilith wouldn’t concern herself with cooking unless it was with her family, and even then it likely didn’t happen that often after Charlie grew up.

Bonus:

Alastor Cat

Would wind up burning what ever building its in down. Was it intentional? Was it an accident? The world may never know

[sammylkcho]

Hello ^^

Can you wright some Glisten x reader headcannons please? I love thy stupid mirror sm🥰🥰

So (I have this weird habit of starting sentences with that word lol).. I’m heading back to classes next week, so I’ll try to write as much as I can over the next two days.

btw I’m considering starting a masterlist for Dw, Pressure, and greek mythology related stuff

Other than that, my brain totally stopped working for a bit, and I couldn’t decide whether this was meant to be platonic or romantic. Honestly, it could go either way!

Hope you enjoy this!

—I must congratulate you, you’ve earned all the affection of this fabulous DIVA

—I'm 101% sure he’ll give you excellent tips on skincare, makeup, outfits, or anything beauty-related.

—He’s a firm believer in hosting a full-on fashion show in his room, modeling ALL his outfits like the true icon he is.

—Always asks you to check his makeup if there’s no mirror nearby.

—LOVES when your attention (and everyone else’s) is on him. Especially yours, his #1 fan can’t be left out.

—Complains to you about how terrible Finn’s jokes are. If you share Finn’s sense of humor, he’ll openly complain about how awful both of you are. Otherwise, he’ll just rant about wanting to break into the elevator to escape those awful puns.

—YOU’RE HIS BESTIE. There’s no arguing this, absolutely nothing and no one can change my mind.

—You basically have to stop him from breaking his mic at this point. It might be up to you to ask Vee for a replacement.

—He’s only opened up to you once, sharing how deeply insecure he truly feels.

—This guy overthinks a lot, wondering how he can become even better or surpass himself.

—Please take care of him, he needs both physical and mental rest.

—If he has to pick someone for anything, you’re the first person that comes to mind.

—Little Toddles once asked if you were dating because of how close you two seem.

—He uses fixing your clothes, makeup, or hair as an excuse just to be near you.

—He gets super flustered about physical contact—not because he dislikes it, but because he’s either shy or a little too proud.

—“Hold your hand? Of course, darling!” “Oh, it feels soft? Naturally—I used a coconut-scented cream.”

—He’s not super romantic, but on special occasions, he’ll surprise you.

—Why do I feel like he’d adore something like pineapple juice or fresh lemonade? Only the best for the best, after all!

—Just to be crystal clear: he wants your attention 100% of the time.

—He’ll wear any accessory in your favorite color, no questions asked.

—He’s one of the most confident yet insecure Toons at the same time, so please love and take care of him a lot!

[chigsprincess]

hiihii I really like your writing especially with chigiri ❤️‍🩹 he's my fav too 😋🙏

Can I request bllk boys with a Hime Gyaru reader? It can be any set of characters but I'd like to see Chigiri, Bachira and Kunigami. It can be interpreted as platonic or romantic.

thank you for reading this here's some food! 🥮🍰🍪🥓🥑

My girlfriend is an icon

a/n: oh my gosh i love gyaru so much, it’s literally so iconic in every sense! thank you so much for requesting, i hope you’ll like it!

fem! hime gyaru reader ft -m.bachira, r.kunigami, h.chigiri, r.shidou

Bachira meguru

He literally does a double take when he first sees you. Not in a weird way, he’s just surprised that someone as pretty as you exists and is breathing the same air as him.

Loves your makeup, a LOT. Says it highlights your already beautiful eyes.

Definitely tried to imitate it on his own, but he swore you to secrecy about that.

Steals your huge bows all the time to put him in his hair.

Immediately puts them down when you tell him how much they cost.

Loves that you’re not afraid to be different from others. He thinks being unique is the hottest thing ever.

Obsessed with your room. The ruffles? The maximalism? The amount of Hello Kitty? 10/10 approved.

Kunigami Rensuke

Goes to take a nap whenever he hears the words: ��get ready, we are going to the grocery store.’ He knows fully well you two won’t be leaving the house for two more hours at least.

Adores the way you stand up for people when you see injustice. A kid getting bullied? Not on your watch! You’re literally ready to throw hands with 12-year-olds, since you know what it feels like to be on the receiving end of it all.

A princess deserves princess treatment, so you shove your shopping bags into his hands whenever you go on a shopping spree. No complaints from him so far.

Toxic masculinity? He had never heard of it. Happily matches accessories with you, even gets offended when he isn’t offered one.

Always buys you something to expand your clothing collection.

Chigiri Hyoma

Prepare for trouble and make it double!

You two may look like you’re made of sugar, spice, and everything nice, but everyone knows you are the sassiest couple around.

Regular playful arguments about who is prettier.

You two started a competition about who gets ready faster. The score is 25-41, not in your favour.

If someone insults your look, he’ll strike back with cutting sarcasm and a death glare sharper than your heels.

Steals your stuff all the time, but you let it slide since it’s him.

You two make a date out of getting unready at the end of the day. Skincare and cuddles for the tired princesses.

Shidou Ryusei

He loves that you two kinda match since he is gyaru-o.

Beauty Queen x Chaos Gremlin

Somehow, it balances out. You keep him from getting arrested. He keeps you from getting bored.

He’s the kind to throw a heel at someone talking trash. You’re the kind to end them with a single, well-placed insult and a flinch of your parasol.

He teases you, picks on your lace obsession, and says things like “I’ll rip that bow off with my teeth.”

People can say whatever they want; you two are definitely an iconic duo.

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[velvet-n-lace]

If only you were real....

Series: Obey Me

Genre: Suggestive

Word Count: 1k words

Pairing: Leviathan x Dating Sim Character Reader (Gender-Neutral)

Warnings and Tags: Typical stan behavior, some obsession, a bit of suggestive stuff

A/N: idk I just had a thought about this, i’ll probably expand on it in the future but for now, just enjoy~ sorta wish I wrote this better... ugh...

Dating Sim!Reader is among the many love interests in the latest dating sim game. Levi has kept an eye on it for a while. He rewatched its promotional videos, realizing he was mainly fixated on you. He knew nothing about you besides that unique design and several promotional clips introducing your personality. That didn’t stop him from making gifs and edits of you—his precious Dating Sim!Reader.

You stood out among the other love interests. Everything about you just works; it is no wonder many were eager to start your route first. Dating Sim!Reader’s style is unique, and Levi constantly wonders what you would look like in real life. You would be a perfect being—literally a God/Goddess among everyone who crossed your path.

Finally, the game came out. The prologue was intriguing, but when Dating Sim!Reader’s sprite appeared, Levi completely lost it. He took at least 10 screenshots every time you spoke—20 if you said something that turned him on. He was ready to stay up all night, complete your route, and live-post about you until dawn.

Dating Sim!Reader's route was immaculate. Levi lay on his floor, overwhelmed by how much of a well-rounded character you were. Your hobbies made sense to your character, your backstory was gut-wrenching, and he cried just remembering the romantic ending. His inner circle was hardly surprised when he told them he had completed your route. “Of course he did,” they said.

Levi played through the other characters’ routes. Some were decent, some he didn’t care for, but one thing was certain: Dating Sim!Reader still reigned supreme in his heart. Every time you show up as another platonic love interest, a pang of despair fills his heart. This is unbearable. You should be head over heels for Levi’s protagonist, yet the game refuses to let that happen unless he replays your route again.

Levi returned to your route with one goal: 100% completion. To this day, Dating Sim!Reader’s route remained the only one he had fully completed. He had to, so he could prove his unwavering devotion to you.

According to a poll, Dating Sim!Reader ranked at the top of the Popular Love Interests poll. Levi was happy to see you there with the fan favorites, but then that jealousy kicked in. So many posts claimed to be your biggest fan; some were already dedicating a corner of their room filled with your merch. Levi wasn’t having it. It was time to start stanning hard.

Levi bought every piece of Dating Sim!Reader merch he could get his hands on. Some had to be fanmade so that he could stand out among the other stans. There are about five Ita Bags worth of merch overflowing inside them. He was already making fan art before you got popular, so he became THE Dating Sim!Reader guy in his weeb circle. His profile pictures were just your face adorned with pretty edits for the next few months.

Screenshots weren't enough anymore, fanfiction flooded in, and Dating Sim!Reader fics were the most popular. Levi saved each one he came across, stashing the best ones in a dedicated folder or reading list to read again and again. He found himself rereading his favorite passages, no matter his mood. He even began to write some himself.

He’s in the deep end now. Levi started getting hard in the middle of class just remembering what Dating Sim!Reader did in those R-18 fanart, fanfics, and doujins he’s collected. He even got caught doodling something provocative when he was supposed to be writing notes. It’s embarrassing to get caught, but behind closed doors, that self-indulgence was tenfold.

He'd been thinking of cosplaying Dating Sim!Reader for a while. He bought some materials and made a few tweaks to it. After completing it, he’d just take all types of pictures with it—some cute, some suggestive, some only for his eyes. They always get him likes and shares wherever he posts them. He’d never witnessed a character get so many likes as you do. Even walking around an anime convention, people asked for a photo with him. He gained a boost in confidence, all thanks to you~

"Of course, he has a mountain of Dating Sim!Reader merch. Figurines were made to capture your popularity. Mammon tried stealing one, hoping it would sell for a hefty price, but unfortunately, Levi had already “claimed” that figurine he attempted to steal… Mammon never touched Levi’s shit since."Of course, he has a mountain of Dating Sim!Reader merch. Figurines were made to capture your popularity. Mammon tried stealing one, hoping it would sell for a hefty price, but unfortunately, Levi had already “claimed” that figurine he attempted to steal… Mammon never touched Levi’s shit since.

It’s already been a few months, and Levi is still stanning hard. New changes were coming to RAD: exchange students from the Celestial Realm and the Human World would attend soon. There was a chance that humans would know about this game, but there was no way they’d know about the dating sim genre and, more importantly, about Dating Sim!Reader.

Then the new human exchange student walked in… looking exactly like Dating Sim!Reader. It couldn't be real. No matter how much Levi wished they could be real, they were only a fictional character…

He got a better look at you, taking every detail of your face and style. He couldn't deny it. You really did look like a real-life version of Dating Sim!Reader. He was a little too close; you felt him breathing against your skin.

A nervous wreck of a demon stood before you, hands shoved in his pockets, all hunched over like he was about to burst.

“Question…” he gulped, “is your name… Dating Sim!Reader?”

“Yeah, it is.” Your voice was so similar that he wondered if you were Dating Sim!Reader’s voice actor or something.

“It’s the same name as that character in that dating sim!” you exclaimed. Levi was on cloud nine. Clearly, you were no normie if you knew THAT dating sim. Having the same name and appearance as Dating Sim!Reader must be the best thing ever.

“They are my favorite!” Levi blurted out, “Do you want to see my merch collection someday?”

You nodded and smiled at him; your expression was so much like Dating Sim!Reader’s that it made his heart skip a beat. It was the beginning of something new: a real-life connection with someone who embodied the most perfect character ever. Levi thought he’d never see the day.

[dioslesbianwife]

Masterlist Part 4/5

the time has come yet again for a new masterlist cause my last one got too full lol.

here are the links to the other masterlists with my other fics on them: Masterlist 5/5, Masterlist part 3/5, Masterlist part 2/5, Masterlist part 1/5

my blog page rules: i’ll write basically anything (ships, x readers, fics, HCs, matchups, angst, fluff, nsfw, etc.) I don’t mind most requests, just nothing graphic involving minors or anything that promotes hate.

please only submit one request at a time.

It usually takes me a little while to finish requests, but I’ll enjoy reading and working on pretty much any request ♡ ♡ ♡

I’ll write for any of the following fandoms: HxH, jjba, death note, bg3, genshin impact, and danganronpa (i’ll write for pretty much any character from these fandoms)

HxH:

Phantom troupe x inventor reader X

Main 4 with a polite gothic reader around gon/killua's age

PT+hisoka illumi and kurapika x kinda invincible reader X

HxH men x famous reader who owns a death note X

JJBA Non-Villain Stuff:

Rohan x mermaid reader X

Part 5 gang x dollike reader with terrifying stand X

Jojos x transmasc reader with dog ears/tail sfw and nsfw X

Jojos saving a captured reader X

Jojos reuniting with the reader after a fight X

Jojos x reader who knows how the story goes X

Hazamada x reader hcs X

Mista x male reader nsfw X

Jojos and a rival reader X

Johnny when he's sick hcs X

Jojos x reader who's super kind to stands X

Part 5 gang x reader who's great at rhythm games X

Abbacchio bruno risotto illuso prosciutto x dullahan reader X

Keicho nijimura x reader X

Gyro johnny diego valentine x reader with metallica X

Gyro and johnny x autistic reader who's sensitive to noise X

Part 7 guys x reader why arkansas isn't arkansass X

Jojos x reader with three stands X

Jojos and jobros when the reader dies after saving them X

Part 5 gang x trans female reader X

Part 7 characters x reader with pearl jam (cooking) type stand X

Jojos x reader tickle war X

Jojos reactions to the reader having a pet like Stitch X

Stardust crusaders + dio x reader with 3 stands X

Part 5 gang doing spicy food challenge

Jojos with a little sister vigilante reader X

Jojos x super kind reader X

Jotaro x reader who gets hit with a love stand X

Akira Otoishi x drummer reader X

Stardust crusaders x reader who loves quality time X

Abbacchio x gorgon reader X

Stardust crusaders x pumpkinhead puppet stand reader X

Jojos x reader with Medusa-like stand X

Jojos with x reader similar to Gojo from jjk X

Part 5 gang x reader who's scared to use her stand X

Part 5 gang x super passionate fashion designer reader X

Part 5 gang x jessica rabbit-like reader who cares for them X

JJBA Villains:

La squadra x reader with killer queen X

La squadra x alien shapeshifter reader X

Pillar men x reader nsfw hcs X

Jofoes x changeling reader X

Funny valentine x gay reader in denial sfw + nsfw X

Funny valentine x top ftm reader nsfw X

Dio x top male cowboy reader nsfw X

Risotto nero x male painter reader X

Platonic DIO x teen reader who can't fall asleep without him X

Jofoes x reader who breaks down cause of their job X

Jofoes x enemy reader (not romantic, pure hatred) X

Funny valentine x Diego nsfw

Diego x reader angst for the end of the race X

Jofoes x reader with cuteness aggression X

Diego x ftm reader who's super kind and sweet X

Diego x trans male reader nsfw X

Donatello x reader with a similar past X

Jofoes x reader who swears he isn't gay but has an obvious crush X

Jofoes x reader with emetophobia X

Funny valentine x reader who loves to play with his hair X

Reactions to their stands liking you more than they like them X

Jofoes x transmasc reader sfw and nsfw X

Jofoes with daughter reader who gets whatever she wants X

Kira x reader who's husband's stand haunts him X

Jojo villains as roommates ranked

Kars x reader after crashing from space in Morioh X

Funny valentine x reader nsfw X

Jofoes x reader similar to Loki X

Jofoes x reader who thinks of crazy plans that always work X

Jofoes x reader who copies their abilities X

Jofoes bathroom hcs

Jofoes x reader who dresses in lolita fashion X

Kira x hand model and Diego x paleontologist reader X

platonic Jofoes x werewolf who acts like a puppy X

Diavolo x reader when his death loop ends X

Jofoes x reader with a stand opposite to them X

Jofoes x reader who wishes she could get them pregnant X

Jofoes reactions to accidentally injuring the reader X

Jofoes x reader who constantly praises them X

Jofoes x reader surprising them with lingerie X

Dio x kind and sweet wife reader X

Doppio and Diavolo actually raising Trish

Jofoes x reader with love binding stand X

La Squadra x reader with WOU X

Jofoes x reader whose stand fails to protect them X

Kira diavolo valentine pucci x reader with peace stand X

Tooru x autistic nonverbal reader X

Jojo villains cooking headcannons

Jofoes x Muslim reader who wears a niqab X

Jofoes x trad goth reader X

Doing an escape room with the jofoes X

[sturniozo]

Angel’s Masterlist And Rules

Rules for Requests:

I will not write any Nick x readers romantically or sexually. I might try to dabble in male reader for him, but as of the time being Nick fics will be platonic only.

Smut is definitely alright with me. Just nothing to weird. I’m okay with the rough or kinky stuff but nothing crazy like shit or piss. Just no.

I will write hcs, one shots, drabbles, and series. If you want a certain one, just ask :)

If you want snaps or texts hcs, give me some time first because idk how to do those just yet! But as soon as I learn you bet your ass I’ll do them all!

That’s all. :)

Masterlist:

Chris

Hcs

Chris bf! Hcs

Chris x Martial Arts! Reader hcs

Chris x Dominant! Reader hcs

Chris x Girlfriend with Tourette’s! Hcs

Snaps with Secret Bf! Chris

Valentines Day Chris Snaps

One Shots

Do you think they know?

Valentines Day (smut)

Series

TUTOR

Part One / Part Two / Part Three / Part Four / Part Five / Part Six / Part Seven / Part Eight / Part Nine (final part)

Our Lips Are Sealed

Part One / Part Two / Part Three / Part Four / Part Five / Part Six / Part Seven / Part Eight

Matt

Hcs

Valentines Day Matt Snaps

Matt x Chubby Reader Snaps

Series

Savage Love (Mafia AU)

Part One / Part Two / Part Three / Part Four / Part Five / Part Six / Part Seven / Part Eight / Part Nine / Part Ten / Part Eleven / Part Twelve / Part Thirteen / Part Fourteen / Part Fifteen (Final Part)

In The Shadows

Part One / Part Two / Part Three / Part Four /Part Five

One Shots

Blue Ain’t Your Color

First (Smut)

I Don’t Hate You (Smut)

I Don’t Hate You Part Two

I’m Right Here

Wait Till We Get Home (Smut)

Back To You (Kinda Smut?)

Nick

None yet sorry!

Nathan Doe

Hcs

Fluff Hcs

One Shots

Captain (smut)

General

One Shots

Sturniolo Christmas

Someone in the backseat

[hana-no-seiiki]

I’ve been stuck on this idea. Jinx reader with the batfam…I know you had it in your master list and I’ve been thinking about it for a while. Maybe when the reader was little, they doodled and made little trinkets like powder. So I’m thinking that the reader doodled on batmans tools. Kinda like how powder/jinx made their weapons with faces on them.

So maybe Batman and the rest of the boys were gone and reader snuck into the bar cave and started doodling on their masks and weapons.

And just another thought 😅

When reader is older, they become a vigilante, causing chaos for the fun of it but also doing it for good. They also move out when they were a kid, because maybe Batman called then a jinx (I’m really going for the arcane storyline 😭😭😭)

Maybe the batfam tries to bring her back, but she just kinda runs away laughing while throwing glitter bombs 😭😭😭

Just something I thought of

I don’t usually write reader as childhood friends with the guys here unless it’s cat villain (which is more like childhood rivals) so this is quite the change.

In my og storyline which i have semi spoiled and will spoil some more here : Jason and Jinx! Reader were part of a found family and Jason having a massive crush on reader gave them tools to make explosives they really shouldnt have. Which is kind of poetic knowing how he ‘dies’.

I’m not sure if this ask is platonic or romantic so I’ll just go with my preference, the latter.

this is just a little snippet since i started working on jinx reader again huhu wanna save the juicy stuff for that one

Jinx! Reader was known as the runt of the litter among Bruce’s adopted children. Physically weak, above average in smarts but nothing compared to the rest. The only thing they had going for them was their skill with firearms which Bruce heavily discouraged and admonished the practice of.

Jason and you bonded with rebelling against him. He’d often bring you out to abandoned arcades that you two would repair from scraps you found in the Batcave. Dude was down atrocious. He kept bringing you to missions purely because he couldn’t resist your face. Sure he was snarky at times, but your common upbringing made him more soft around you. (Sometimes he purposely puts you in situations where you’d get caught just so he can ‘save’ you. The way you hold unto him for dear life is…simply exhilarating)

But try as he might, he could never fill the hole you had in your heart. Your desire for a complete family. For validation. For Bruce to finally acknowledge your worth. For Damian to stop calling you a fucking waste of space.

You ended up screwing a mission so badly that you indirectly killed dozens of Gotham citizens.

Usually you would just compromise their positions during patrols but this was… this was something irreversible. Something that affected friends, families, actual living breathing people.

Bruce had a tight cap on his emotions, but he just couldn’t stop himself from taking out his anger, grief and frustration out on you.

Dick and Jason managed to pull him back before he could hurt you beyond a punch to the face, but the psychological damage had already been cemented.

You run away, running into Harley Quinn.

But instead of following the path my og jinx reader did, Joker wasn’t there to fuck with your head even further. So you sought to repay for your sins.

Still, the screams. The way Bruce called you useless, a jinx. The memories of being neglected and inferior.

Sometimes chaos was the only way to make it shut up.