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Yelena Belova - Thunderbolts*

Hi guys! Here is fan art of my favorite girl Lena💛

I rarely share my drawings, so it's kinda huge step for me :3

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Thunderbolts*

Yelena Belova x scientist*! Reader : Establishing dynamic

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Authors note 1: Hey guys! I disappeared... again...  but I defeated exams and work and I'm back! This time totally for longer! And I cooked something new :3 I'd also like to say sorry in advance to anyone on the tag list who might see this, but only if they're not already interested in my work except for Joker's Kid! Reader Warnings: Based on Thunderbolts* movie, Maybe grammar mistakes, use of Russian Things that inspired me were «Thunderbolts*» and Honkai: Star rail» and I thought it would be interesting to see dynamic between Yelena and scientist! Reader, who is a little bit like * - the Herta. Hope I carried out my idea properly :3

You know you were a genius. One of a kind. And Val gave you credit, of course, but not enough. Unfortunately to her, surely.

In your eyes, it was a common sense to work on things that matter something to you currently. Well, to put it bluntly, you only worked on the things that pick up your interest at the time you work on them, when you think projects you work on worth your time and effort, only when. Why settle on boring if word hides so many wonders?

But in eyes of others, Val especially, you were… if saying politely a bit messy, and if saying bluntly too messy, leaving a tray of finished and abandoned experiments behind you, not bothering picking it up. That wasn't good for Val. For all your worth, the trail that was leading to you was too long and easy to follow. And Val is not one to risk her reputation.

So… you should have been eliminated. Should have been burned alive with others.

But you are you, great you.

You simply didn't obey her.

One reason - who is she to give you missions?

You worked on her? Ha! You worked *with her*. She gave you project ideas and all the equipment and means to lead those projects to success. Nothing more

Secondly, you saw through her and her schemes. Not to mention that you were always one step ahead: first you found Bucky and worked with him to catch unfortunate operatives; then you found out about Val's projects and started to search for her secrets. Which leads you to working with them, working with *Yelena*.

When Yelena saw you for the first time, leaning on the wall and doing something in your tablet and occasionally adding up sarcastic remarks, she thought you were annoying. Like really annoying. Even when you joined her in convincing Bucky to help with the situation.

When you were the only one who tried to help her to talk to Bob instead of attacking him like rest of the team, she was grateful for your help.

When you came out looking composed but hiding the obvious rage that your memories had made you feel, she felt empathy.

But right now, when all of the team was here, adjusting to the new life in Avengers… cough... Watch tower, she didn't know how to feel.

She read about you through recovered Val's files you yourself gave to her as a «study book and light literature». She watched you praising yourself and dismissing others. She saw your project first hand. And Yet, Yelena knew full picture wasn't there.

So far, she knew where she stood with each of the team members. She had respect for Bucky, slight irritation for Walker, understanding for Ava, care for Bob and familial love for her father, Alexei. But what about you?

She couldn't figure out your dynamic and that wasn't helpful. She needed to know how to act with you to keep not only the team together, but her own facade AND mental health

Did you annoy her? Yeah, with your comments about how great you were and your attitude and the things you said. And God, you were such a poser. Such a poser. But she never got too irritated by it. Most of the time, she knew you were acting and talking out of your genius status — a high pedestal you created for yourself that others could never reach — and that made you more difficult to understand. Even if you seemed full of yourself, you did things for others that could be mistaken for caring. If she wasn't vigilant and observant — or just paranoid enough — she wouldn't really notice that. But she did. She noticed that the things they needed were always nearby when you were around.

Did Bob want some tea? Oh, the kettle was already on and there was tea on the table. *Sometimes with sweet treat… no need in saying thanks. *

Was Bucky's arm in the dishwasher? Next time he puts it on, it will be calibrated a bit better for him. *Wakanda technologies are good but sometimes it needs a bit optimizing. *

Did Ava feel a bit out of it? Oh, why were quantum particles on the coffee table in the communal area instead of the lab? *Uh just put stuff you need to place you can reach it*

Walker were trying to prepare to new mission? He found data on his laptop about it. Optimized data... *What? It`s just common scene to do this*

Alexei... well. as he running loudly towards the enemy, who were clearly in the majority? You can be sure that their comms would be off… magically like the rest of those instances. *We don’t need this much of distraction*

And she had noticed few of those wonders happed to her. And those wonders happed to her more compared to the others.

When her vest was really damaged in one of missions, she surely didn’t expect to find a new one hanging on her chair the next day. It certainly was in her style, made according to her preference and even had just enough pockets to her liking. Hell, that new vest even matched her jewelry. And it was light and really sturdy, the supper bulletproof vest kind of sturdy, yet flexible and comfortable in the same time. She didn’t expect this much of gear up great. For her it was easy to find a culprit behind it even with no note and nothing, but it still was obvious who made it. The one and only user of the lab practically and owner. The only one who know how to work with fabricator.  As for you, you didn’t hide blueprints, didn’t said anything about it upfront. The only resembles of reaction you how were your comment when you saw her in it

- Hmm it looks better on the supposed owner. – you mused looking at her as if she was part of your recent project

One time, just as she was treating her scrapes after another crazy mission, her first aid kit ran out. She dragged herself to get a new one and found one sitting at the table in the medical bay as if waiting for her. It had everything she could possibly need, and more. Yelena wasn't completely pain-averse, but she was taken aback by the sight of chlorhexidine, the same stuff Melina used to treat her scraped knees as a child. Back when she wasn’t used too and she didn't like the burning sensation of hydrogen peroxide and alcohol, so it was a bit of a surprise to see it in the kit. And there are also a few different types of bandaids, including beige ones and some cute and funky ones with animals on them. As if wasn’t enough there also vitamins and color-coded instructions of when what how to take them. It took her quite a few minutes of staring to took it all in… and take it back to her room wondering how the hell did you find out about her childhood preferences. And she knew it was you, you purposefully left your signature and best wishes on the instructions.

What with the first aid kit? -Yelena asked you once you left your lab

I made it useful, more or less – you answered nonchalantly

Hard to argue with that – she shrugged

When she thought the tea privilege Bob was getting from you was his thing exclusively, you proved her wrong. For some context, while talking for Bob, Yelena one time mentioned that tea time was a thing in Russia and tea time was form of bounding time for families and friends. And he didn’t pass and opportunity to use her words against her… and probably will use it against others too in the future. And if the way others were joining in with this 'family tradition' was another story, the way you welcomed yourself to their tea party is definitely worth mentioning.  They were just having a normal tea time when you walked into the common room. You walked in, sat next to her, crossed your hands and pointed your nose up, as if you were expecting something. As if they should have known what you wanted them to do. After a moment of awkward silence and confused staring from their side, you finally took charge of the situation and poured yourself a cup of tea, and then sat right back, letting out unsatisfied huff.

You were expecting us to do it? - She asked, accent thickened and sounding a bit confused, annoyed and shocked by your audacity.        

What? It`s a common decency and politeness no? – you answered, huffing once more.

It would be if you were to ask nicely – she answered successfully shutting you up

That’s how you started joining in regularly. In the beginning you were just sitting, looking at the cup as if the idea of tea inside it was your research topic. When they got used to it your presence and their conversations moved on from being awkward it took you few «tea parties» you started occasionally joining in on them with your usual remarks and smart flashy words. Sometimes tea time became your personal ramble time. You also started bringing in your own teapot with some fancy tea with Chinese names she couldn’t pronounce or remember, saying it was good for focus and health and to be honest she didn’t care to remember all that you said about some leaves in hot water. But still it was good. And one time you find her drinking tea alone you joined in, almost as per usual.  But this time you surprised her by bringing pastries, and not some stuff from grocery store but real Vatrushka`s. Color her surprised and happy.

What? Thought you would appreciate it. You can thank me latter – you said, catching her gaze.

Maybe that's when she started talking to you. As if having a proper conversation kind of talking. She was amazed to find out that, she kinda liked talking to you, was even more shocked when she realized you are actually a pleasant company. Maybe that’s why she started paying more attention, reading between the lines every now and then, to understand you better. Yelena found she was enjoying your conversations. You were smart and daring, and you could keep up a with her banter, with her banter. That`s rare. Yeah you were still full of yourself, even fuller of yourself than Walker, but so much more pleasant to talk to compared to him. But unlike how everyone could shut Walker up, she was the only one who could keep you calm when you got heated. She had a knack for it, and even Val wished she could do it. Yelena found your insufferable and confident attitude somewhat charming, sometimes even funny. Maybe that’s why she kept talking to you.

Even your obsession with science and research was cute and respectful in her eyes. You found your place on the team as a so called «Brainiac» of the team, not villain but smarty pants per say. Someone who helped behind the scene and occasionally joined un in fights. That was useful, you could deal with smart words while they were dealing with bad guys. But maybe just for her you made some of science sound more reasonable. Yeah sure in your lab, where you worked in science and occasional and with self-talk which sounded like gibberish, when she wanted to know something you made and effort to make sound more reasonable. And since she knew firsthand about your tendency to stay cooped up in your lab all day long, sending tiny robots for occasional elaborate type of coffee and sometimes she got curious about what were you up to, Yelena became frequent in your lab.

Not to stray too far away, one moment of your sudden care happened exactly in the lab. She was dealing with a severe headache, a kind when painkillers didn’t help and you wanted to crawl a wall. And just her luck, rest of Watch tower was too loud: her rooms were occasionally visited by her Dad whom had another oh so amazing design project and wanted to share his ideas. In common room Walker was his usual self, Ava commented on him, Bucky was staring to loudly and Bob was snacking on something to strong smelling for her. And sound was too bright, glass windows didn’t help at all, curtains be dammed.  She knew your lab was mostly smells free and your occasional comments shouldn’t be so loud. So, she went to you.

Mind if I say for a bit? – she asked, trying to find casual, but her frown was a huge give away. It took you just one look to figure out what was up with her.

Armchair if in the corner – you gestured – should be dark enough, and, just because I`m nice, I`ll refrain from talking.

And finally, after finding a strange but comfortable position on the armchair, which was much comfier than it had seemed, she could finally drift off for a bit and sleep off some of the pain. She felt something warm and cozy being placed on her in the middle of her sleep – a blanket. And it smelt just like some herbs near Melina's place in the countryside outside St Petersburg, and that’s how she finally relaxed and blacked out. When she woke up, it was still quiet and dark, but now she could take it all the surrounding, and blanket on her really smelled like herbs, but also a small robot near her was carrying her a cup that smelled like herbs too

это/ Chto eto? – she asked, groggy from sleep.

Herbal tea with peppermint, chamomile, ginger, lavender, hawthorn, valerian: should be helpful with headaches – you answered, sounding nonchalantly but she didn’t miss your glance.

Why does these blanket smells like that tea? – she asked taking the edge of it

Obviously because it has herbs in it too, of course.  – you huffed, looking at her, your gaze a bit softer with concern.

Huh, were you letting me marinade?

You and your jokes – you huffed hiding a chuckle

Just like that you were becoming close, you showed your care she was letting you ramble. Yet your dynamic still was unclear to her. But you still… you confused her. She couldn’t deny that you sparked in her genuine interest to get to know you. She could see it coming both ways, somehow. But what if your interest was temporary? What if you just saw her like just another of your projects? What if your interest was only temporary?  

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Authors note 2:  About Joker's! Kid reader. Do I want to continue? Yes! Do I have ideas? Yeah. Am I trapped by my current fixations on marvel? Totally… I'll need some time and I'll continue on writing, rewatch DCAU and I`ll continue my series. Exams and work took a lot for me, and now that I finally have rest, I should recover real soon and my inspiration will come back.   On my one day off exams and work my fried dragged me out to watch Thunderbolts* and just like that they opened a pandora box. Currently I can't stop adoring Yelena (and it was for over a month) and she gave me strength to overcome my problems, so yeah, I love this girl so so  so much <3. Also, I`ve been thinking about making ASMR series on her (I can do, and if you'll be interested, I can drop a link on it of I'll do it, just let me know)

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Joker's kid! reader: Zugzwang*

Route: black fog

Warnings: grammar mistakes, hurt/comfort

*Zugzwang - (from German «compulsion to move») is a situation in chess and other turn-based games where a player is forced to make a move, but any possible move will worsen their position

You wouldn’t call yourself a talented person, no, not in the right mind. But you had one talent, or rather skill, that was really helpful in both your previous and present lives. Maybe that was the one and only thig you learned with your biological father and was thankful for it. You were stealthy, really stealthy. Enough to be not seen when you wanted to. You see, in family of bats and birds, you were a little predator cat, but they weren't your pray, not yet. You didn't grow enough resentment and claws yet. And, you hope, never will…

Back to the topic, as much as you were prone to getting sidetracked  as you wrote your thoughts down, you knew better than to forget something important, you never knew how much stealthy you were until you understood that even this high class vigilante family didn’t notice you when you tried to hide, and taking in consideration that you were master of hiding in plain sight,  you used it to your advantage.

Your note-taking, more of a necessity than a hobby, wasn’t forgotten by you even for a day. It was essential. It was your own encyclopedia and thoughts tracker. And your database about batfamily whom you continue to study. You started to eavesdrop around the manor, in hopes to learn more here and there. More about family dynamics, more about world around you, more useful things. Sneaking around was easier than you thought it would be. Maybe because the habits of manor were tired of your sickening presence and went to ignoring you? You couldn’t tell, but you could and used this opportunity to the fullest.

Dick’s and Damian’s outings were the easiest to spy on. “Dikc and Damian talk a lot about school and Damians projects” you noted one day. To many, rants about school and classes were as dull as watching the paint dry, but not for you. Those conversations were your own “school lessons” about the world outside the manor, the normal way of life. And as much as you didn’t like arrogance in Damian’s voice you were thankful for his diligence in studying and passion in arts, and special thanks went to Richard, who could make almost anyone talk, …. “if only he tried to make me talk” that’s how most of your notes on this subject ended.

And the more you heard about school the more you were confused one  particular subject. Why couldn’t you go there? It’s seemed so essential for any kid. You tried to talk to Alfred knowing he is most likely to answer, yet old butler had many tactics to not answer on questions he did knew answer to.  He advised you to go to the library, and if Jason wasn’t  currently staying in manor you would have go there or watch old documentaries on tv. Approaching Bruce wad not just hard but more like out of question. You didn’t want to feel his judgmental gaze on yourself. Was it luck, was it your presence in questioning Alfred, but one eavesdropping sessions ended with you finding out reason why you were locked in manor. “He called that I would be a danger to others” – you wrote in your notebook, your tears drip down on the page, smudging  the ink. “why do they see him in me? Why can’t they see me?” you handwriting was getting more and more messy with every word.

After hearing that conversation, you even stopped going out in your little “expeditions”. Those words really discouraged you, made you feel so hopeless. You understood earlier that your attempts were near futile , but being called like that broke something in you. Why bother going out of the room, if you only anger them?

“No matter how much I study them they will hate me so why bother? Right?”

Well, there was a chance that you will anger someone even in staying in your room, the one you couldn’t predict. Your room was in the same corridor as Damian's and Tim's room, which only added to your unwillingness to go out. Yet, it didn’t matter that no one will go in your room. To your surprise your newly always closed door was the matter of attraction to one of Damian’s pets. Alfred the cat became your daily visitor, which you couldn’t really control because this one was really  stubborn and always had opinion of it's own. So no matter if door was locked, this cat would sneak in. You knew that it wouldn’t end well, , butt you couldn’t deny comfort of living being near you. You felt accepted by this creature, and when it was around you didn’t feel like the walls would swallow you alive.

Your little happiness was short lived, and as you thought, Damian was furious when he found out that cat was near you. For you, it was just another day when Alfred the cat walked in. You were practicing reading out loud and the little creature elegantly walked in, and curled by your side. You continued reading, not bothering closing the door behind the cat. “Was the phrase grave mistake something that described situations like that? “ – you wrote soon after. Damian, was looking for his cat, and seeing your open door and saw you.

Reliving all the yelling wasn’t something you wanted to do. It was all a blur of insults and accusations, something about how you were horrible and also a pet stealer. You were sure you spaced out in between.  That’s why you didn’t knew all this yelling attracted attention of another habitat of this corridor. You didn’t knew someone not only watched this scene but also stepped on

Damian, I think that’s enough on them – the tired voice broke off the yells of youngest bat

But they had the audacity to steal my cat! -Damian counter attacked the argument

Alfred the cat is the cat, and cats do what they want, Damian- the voice sighed, and his owner walked in your room  - now, tale the cat and go, juts don’t bother yourself with yelling.

As you slowly went back into the right state of mind, you realized that it was Tim who stopped Damian form yelling at you. You looked at him, not knowing what to say or how to react, so you did what you could do aside from sneaking around, you stared at him. Tim on the other side lingered near the exit of your room, analyzing you and pushing the icky feeling he felt around you because of your background away.

Hey… you okay? – He asked, knowing full well you weren’t okay. You were a kid of the Joker crying out loud! But something about how Damian yelled at you didn’t sit right with him. Yeah, in many circumstances he was acting the same if not the worse, but he could ignore that seeing you getting yelled at wasn’t okay…

You simply nodded, not looking at him, looking down at the ground, fidgeting with book you tried to read, and your action did not went unnoticed.

You like reading? Or just this book? – Tim inquired before he could processed he did so. Gosh, what he was doing wasn’t logical, you were so so like that horrible man but you also was so so alone, so abandoned in the house he found his new home.

I’m practicing – you mumbled out the answer, knowing that you couldn’t ignore his questions longer without proper answer.

Oh… good luck I guess – Tim answered awkwardly, before taking his leave, but before he walked out and returned to his work he gave you a final look “you were a very sad kid huh… and you liked books…”  he noted about you

You found Tim’s actions strange. Why would he protect you? Why would he stay? He was the one who ignored you so long, the one who gave you a constant cold shoulder and yet he stopped Damian form making things ugly? It didn’t made sense..

You decided to reread your notes, thinking that maybe  you missed something on his previous actions that would explain it. And yet, there was nothing that would give it away.

They were cold

They were unwelcome

They never accepted you.

So why would he protect you?

You returned to your usual study routine in some time after, needing answered in things you couldn’t figure out on your own. Your note-taking continued.

“Bruce is always busy with something. Sometime I think I can’t really remain how he looks or how he sounds” - You noted, drawing a dark silhouette near

“Jason took up all library and living room, sometimes I can’t go out to rat because he Is in the kitchen”

“Damian is still angry, I don’t think he will let out kitty near my room”

“Alfred avoids my question again”

“Dick promised to visit me, but he had to leave to the batcave right at time he was about to walk in my room”

“Tim left book near my room. On the paper he left on the book he wrote that this book explains how to pronounce some words”

Maybe, everything wasn’t that lost?

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It's been a while since you last posted. Are you okay?

Hi! thank you for your care, I deeply appreciate it ❤

I`m really sorry for disappearing and keep you all waiting. I`m okay now. Today is my first day off in May. I`ve been constantly studying or working since I last posted, and I had no time for anything aside from this. But now I reached the point that I have more time, a pause in exam season, if I dare to call it like that.  And well, from now on will have more time to write and just relax, hopefully ill regain my train of thoughts quick

I apologize again for disappearing

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Hi. Doctor you know when you will have another part of Black Fog ready? I really hope this doesn't sound like pressure, I'm just extra intrigued by that route and how it's going.

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Hi! Sorry for answering only now

I'm currently working on the next part, I'll tey post it in two weeks for now or sooner!

Thank you for asking and taking interest in my works 💖

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Joker's kid! reader: kids of villains: meeting Cass and Stephanie

Route: recovered dove

Warnings: bad writing, bad English, attempt at fluff?

Authors note: I know Im late. Its far past midnight where I am, and only now i found time to post. I am currently not able to post regulary, but I will post when i can. I will answer on all coments I haven`t yet after some sleep

They say, when you see something one time you cannot unseen it. In your case it was, when you heard something, you cannot stop hearing it. Well, since you become a real member of batfamily, free to hang out with everyone and almost everywhere in a manor, you were fee to converse and to hear the conversations of others. And while doing it, you started notice how everyone were bringing up two names. Cassandra and Stephanie.

One time it was when you came down to the batcave to bring Tim yet another cup of coffee. Dodging consequences of Damian's and Dick's training, you carefully completed your task and started watching the two of them

- Hey, Dams, is that a new move? - Dick commented, dodging the blow in his dramatically graceful manner

-  Cassandra have showed it to me

- Cass? Wait, why she has name privileges and I don't?

.... Cass?

Or another day, or rather night, where you were woken up by the sudden thunder, and decided to watch few documentaries in the living room to distract yourself. On your way Chlory, who was on your shoulder pulled you, so you've look in the library and low and behold, Tim was doing something on the laptop sitting near the couch on the floor while Jason was on the couch reading. You walked over, sitting next to Jason, Chlory creaked happily to greet both of them.

- How was patrol? - you asked them

- good - Jay answered calmly, giving you a head pat

- yeah, aside from Jason acting not according to the plan - Tim grumbled

- hey, I couldn't possibly ignore the tip Steph gave me, could I?

.... Steph?

It led you to conclusion: they existed, well obviously, and they were part of batfamily, meaning your family. You had two more siblings, and you didn't know about them. You didn't really know why. Maybe Bruce have told you, because now thinking about that, you remember him mentioning you haven't met all of your family, but he didn't really talk in long about them with you. Maybe that was caused by the fact that he was busy, maybe by the fact that your adjusting to the family took longer than he thought.  You couldn't know the real reason, that's why you were left theorizing. All you could say for sure, is that you wanted to meet them.  You wanted to know Cass and Steph

Maybe, this wish was heard by stars or wind, like in fairytales you read to Chlory in order to practice your read and speech, but really soon after you met them, and, well, it all happened in true batfamily fashion

You Firstly met Steph. It happened one particularly noisy afternoon, when it seemed everyone who was in manor, that left you with Jason and Damian ... and some other voice. You've considering to stay in your room, but your hunger decided for you. So, you made your way to the kitchen.... and saw her, as your latter found out. She was emptying the fridge from every food option possible, with intention to make it her meal. As you stared at her, trying to analyze her opinion on you, she started back, slightly startled and surprised

- wow, this is awkward.... - she said, soon after, her eyes traveled between you and her food collection- wanna sandwich?

You nodded.

Soon you found out, Stephanie was a ... rather talkative person, a yapper as she called herself. And maybe it was overwhelming at times, because she talked even more than your biological father, you liked the way Steph talked. She talked with you as if your past didn't exist, as if she didn't care about your blood relations, and soon you found out she indeed did not

- Pfft, my father was a bad guy too. Am I a villain to ya? - she said one time you brought it up.

In Steph's eyes you were adorable! A little cutie, who looked a bit too lost, sure, but aside from that, you were cute as hell. So, she wanted to hang out with you. She told you funny stories about her school life and her patrols. Sometimes she joined you and Tim in your game nights. And she also helped you to color your hair.

As for Cass, you met her later. It wasn't something awkward, at least on her part. You just noticed that dancing room (yes you were surprised that it was in manor) which was usually empty and that's why closed, was open. You couldn't help but get curious and take a look. What you saw was really beautiful. You saw dancing only on TV, when Jason showed you ballet adaptation of Romeo and Juliette. But the moment was short lived, Cass noticed you right away, turning to look at you, and after few moments she softly smiled at you, giving you a little greeting wave.

Cas knew body language like no one else, she was professional in reading it, and she saw your hesitance, she noticed presence of small fear, but that was to be expected, judging by the what Bruce have talked about you. And she, for sure never noticed anything malicious in you. You were a kid, who was traumatized beyond measure. She could relate. She, just like you, weren’t given a choice, but now in the Wayne manor everything is better. You safe now. You have control of what you do and who you are.

Cass took you after her wing in some sense. She showed you that with her you were safe. She also did not pressure you it any point in expression yourself though words, she could understand you without them. You both formed almost telepathic bound, understanding each other without words. And it was nice. Sometimes you both just hang out with each other, while being busy with your own activities: she could dance and you could draw, and sometimes (oftentimes) during those sessions you draw her. You both also started practicing reading and speaking together. Sure, it surprised her that you already had a deep knowledge about since language (thanks to Tim), but it made her proud of you. She was proud to be your older sister

And sometimes the three of you hang out together. Steph called three of you (and sometimes she forced squad Damian to join in) the villain's kids, and we'll name was suiting. Steph was talking about how three of you are trauma bounding while you and Cass were sitting down, chewing on snacks or choosing movies to watch, because those hang outs usually happened after patrols, and it was more reasonable to relax. That was just good. Yes, Steph and Cass sometimes fall asleep to your favorite documentaries (Though, Damian who usually was around when you chose the film watched it with you) but it was so domestic and comforting.

All in all, you love your family even more

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My mind is already filling with possible asks for Honkai and Marvel

I would love to see your writing for those

I would really appreciate asks ^-^

And thank you so much for your kind words 💖

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Hi. I really love the Joker's kid story. Both routes are immensely interesting and are very well written.

Also, when are you going to update the master list. This is purely out of curiosity and I hope I don't sound pushy.👍

Thank you really much 💖 I really appreciate your support ^-^

I kinda forgot about masterlist.... Thank you for reminding me of it!

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Hi to everyone ❤️

This post may be a little hectic and may contain grammar mistakes.

Sorry for my disappearance, and also, I'm so sorry for not answering your comments (I will finally answer in a couple of hours)

I promise to post a new part of Joker's kid! reader : route recovered dove this week!!!

I also have a question for you all. I want to know what concept series or one-shots (did I name them right?) you would like to read if I post. I want to try and write about Honkai Star Rail or Marvel, so if you are interested, let me know, and maybe I will write south like that in the future.

By the way, I promise I didn't forget about Joker's kid reader meets Harley, and I will write part about it.

Adding the tag list here because I want to learn the opinion of those sweet people ❤️ And I apologize if it counts as an excessive use of the tag list

Edit: Just noticed a few people asked to be tagged, too, added them

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Joker's kid! reader : observations from the sidelines

Route: black fog

Warnings: grammar mistakes, bad writing, angst

Author's note: it was written in hectic conditions. Maybe in the future, I will rewrite it, but I struggle with finding time for anything aside from my studies right now. I'm sorry

Your days in manor went by slowly. All this time, you stayed away from the family of bats. Every time you tried to end up becoming another painful memory, and since it felt like you were the one messing things up, it was your responsibility to prevent things from becoming ugly.

The time of this intentional or not exclusion from made you give up all hope to try become part of them, the part of family. And as much as it was painful, you got used to it. It wasn't something you weren't used to. You had to deal with lots of pain before, maybe a different kind of pain, but still pain.

And you made peace with it. Well, that's what you were saying, trying to convince yourself that it's for the best, and yet the earning for belonging left deep ache in your heart, that sometimes was unbearable to handle. No matter how irrationally it was to expect something more from them, after they gave you a roof over your head, your room, safety and food, you still wanted the warmth that family share, that they all share. Why taking you in at all if they just placed you on a sideline? That question bothered you more than anything else. You couldn't understand that logic, the way they think, the way they act... function even. That's when you felt it, the curiosity, the willingness to learn. And if they placed you to the sideline, why not use it to your advantage. After all, the position you were in allowed you to observe. It would be a perfect position to study them, to find what made them tick, to see what they hold dear, to notice what they avoid. It could be your own since project, the study of almost dysfunctional family. In the meantime, you will also tend to a few of your own things...

One day, you just asked Alfred for a notebook and pen. It surprised me, but he brought them to you. You saw how sometimes while experimenting on you or with his venom your father took notes on various ripped pieces of paper, so you though note taking was essential for experimenting and observations, but since you had resources to use nit ripped papers but something nicer why not use it.

The first obstacle on your way was the fact that I struggled to write, which was essential for your note-taking. Well, you struggled to read, too. But you but knew words, quite a few actually, and you knew basics of writing and reading, you just wasn't trained enough. You decided to train yourself before you start observing everyone and keep an eye on Alfred in a mean time. He may be wary of you, and that's why he won't get close to you, but he helped you either way. He even showed you how to properly hold the pen. On one occasion, he saw you writing. You learned that Alfred was compassionate. He showed care even to you. You saw that even if he was in some sort like you, the character that stayed in the background, you noticed his role was much bigger than that. He had a really big role in this family. He was the one who did most care of the family. He kept track of everyone, their moods, their conditions. And, maybe because of this, he had so many skills that you couldn't keep track of them. He knew tastes and preferences of each and everyone, and it takes either professional or a really caring person for it. And you knew he was both. If only this care is applied to you.... on this, you ended your first observation notebook.

If Alfred was an emotional anchor that was essential for this family to function, Bruce was the sole reason why this family existed at all. But out of all of them, he was the most hard one to observe. He didn't give you time of his day at all. And it confused you. But given the history of taking unfortunate children in, you understood that maybe he took you in for this exact reason - you were unfortunate. And you knew another thing, your father was the bane of the Gotham existence. Given that Bruce was Batman, you figured that he took you in only to prevent you from going to darker path. He didn't need more villainas. He had too many to pay attention already. You don't know why, but taking notes about him was harder than anything.

Soon, your notebooks started filling up with your other notebooks. In each and everyone you wrote about their moral code, their desire for justice and their obsession. The obsession with crime fighting was in blood not only of Bruce but also each and every child of his.

Tim spends nights without sleep, solving cases nights on end. You noted in gray notebook.

Richard, soon you found out, was not only vigilante but a police officer in his city. You wrote in blue journal.

Jason was fighting everything that was wrong in his view. You noted in red notebook.

And Damian just fights everything, showing his despise for criminals. You mentioned in green one.

Ans as much as you hoped that you will only see that cold side of them, so that you could just move on. As much as you tried to concentrate on their crime fighting, while observing them, you knew it wasn't right. You saw other things.

"Alfred loved his family" - you wrote in a white notebook. It was the title for paragraph about things you noticed. Like little moments when he was alone in kitchen baking cookies that all family loved. The sound of light humming made the kitchen more welcoming

"Bruce kept his eye on his kids" - you observed. You noticed him taking some sort of note when he saw one morning that Damian didn't particularly enjoy his meal. You and him both took notes about family members... you wondered if he had notes about you.

"Dick was the one who was raising spirits up" - you concluded one day, when he came over, when Tim needed emotional support. You even caught him looking at you once, as if he was trying to gather strengths to talk to you

"Jason loves library" - you wrote in "Jason Tod likes". You were surprised to see how calm Jason can be when he was paying attention to his book and not something that aggravated him. This sight of him made you want to want to train read more

" TIm is helpful" - you scribbled in "Tim : personality". You also saw how Tim was quick to help others. Even if he went a few nights without a second of shut eye, he was willing to help others.

"Damian loves pets" - you noted one day when you saw Damian taking care of his pets, his dear Titus and Alfred the cat. You were so surprised to see him smiling

But these good sides of them, for you this side, were unreachable. You knew from previous experience that no matter how hard you tried, for you, it won't work. The pages of your plans on how to get along with them half written and covered in tear stains.

Their obsession with the criminal world made it impossible for you to be seen as an innocent human being.

But you also weren't as dangerous as a threat to be considered seriously.

After some time of thinking, you found a solution for your lonely situation... you began a new notebook.

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Quick update if you are interested :

New part of Joker's kid reader: Route : Black fog this week! I'm not sure when exactly, but this week

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NGL, I kinda want to see older reader in Black Fog just go off on the batfam. Just yell at them about the years of emotional neglect that they've had and how Bruce shouldn't have taken the kid in if all he saw was the Joker. I mean, why take a kid in if you're only going to associate them with their parent, who is your enemy.

Love your work. 💜

Hi! Thank you for your support and for sharing your thoughts 💖

Well, I can see this too, I mean, the way Joker's kid! reader is treated in this route.... but, I have one idea in mind I'm trying to work on ;)

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i understand why they are wary or don’t like the jokers kid because well they’re his kid but i don’t think the parent should define who the kid is as a person and i think it happens a lot in books or movies (yeah sometimes they do turn out like the parent but i also they that they do because people already assume that they’ll be like their parent so the kids like fuck it since they think like that I’ll be worse) (these are also just my thoughts, i love your writing tho😊)

Hi, thank you for sharing your thoughts 💖

I agree that family doesn't define blood alone and how people turn out doesn't depend on parents alone

It's just for the Joker's kid! reader : Route Black fog the distance of batfamily and the blood relations between Joker's kid! Reader will play a role in future

Thank you for your support💖

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Do you think, if or when Joker’s kid and Harley reunite, there would be a level of hesitation they’d feel around being associated with her again? On one hand, she’s the first and probably only person until meeting the Batman family to show them any kindness, even going further to believe she is their mom. On the other hand, she’s a notorious villain, she’s hurt, killed and more to many, many people. She’s one of Batman’s enemy. Even if she went down this path because of Joker’s manipulation and abuse, and she tries to redeem herself, at the end of the day, she still hurt too many people to consider herself not responsible for the damage she caused. I feel that, with the kid’s desperation wanting to be seen as someone not their father and wanting to be far removed from any villainy, it will stir up conflicting emotions.

Hi! Thank you for sharing your thoughts 💖

To be honest, you made me look at this situation differently, for what I'm thankful 💖

I can not disagree with you that crimes that Harley committed wouldn't affect their relationship. The situation will be complicated and bittersweet, if I can say so.

I'll try to do my best to write part with Harley with your words in mind

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As much as I love the happy route of the Joker’s child, the Batfam should NOT be raising her😭

Like, in that one long piece of yours where you talked about how she’s like ‘immune’ to pain and she’s like fucking kicked into a wall by Bruce and has her arm twisted by Jason.

THESE PEOPLE SHOULDN’T BE LOOKING AFTER A TRAUMATISED CHILD!!!!

I think it’d probably be better if they ‘rehabilitate’ her or whatever her purpose for being there is, and then have her taken into a home/family AWAY from Gotham and danger and just them.

Thank you for your ask 💖

You also make me understand that I need to reread my work, thanks for that

I get what you are saying. To be honest, the whole Batfamily is traumatized so much that it's kinda scary to let them near a child just as traumatized. And ... well, in route Black fog, I want to show what could happen if they see Joker's kid not as their own person with their traumas but as a product of their enemy who traumatize them.

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Joker's kid reader! Blamed just for existing: how batfamily pushed them away

Route: black fog

Author`s note: study workload is crazy and I keep getting sick, but I finaly manage to work on the Black fog route. Sorry and hope you will like that

Warning: angst

Living in a manor was certainly better than living in the crime alley. You were safe, you had food, you even had your own room. All of this was great, sure, and for all of this you were deeply thankful for... but you couldn't shake of one icky feeling that was there no matter what. You never felt welcomed.

And taking the fact that you didn't even lift your hopes up that all of the batfamily members will love you, you couldn't deny that you got this uneasy feeling around them, it felt too heavy, too suffocating, too unbearable, too familiar. You felt like a plagued sick stray cat that was picked up from streets and placed into house with clean breed cats, and for all you knew, you hated how it felt. You felt like you were part of yet another experiment, and you hated this even more.

Yeah, Alfred was trying to care, and he genuinely tried to, but his gazes send chills down your spine, you felt like he was trying to analyze you, and it reminded you of how your father uses to stare at you, when he had experimented on you, as if he tried to figure out every single detail about you. And it didn't help that in trying to prove yourself helpful you ended up breaking things: dishes, cups, some electronics. You wished you were less clumsy, so that the old butler sees you are not that bad, that he sees you were trying to do something, to be less useless and more grateful for your new house. But all your hopes crumbled with every attempt. And in the end, you started giving up. If you are incapable to do things right, why doing them at all?

Tim analyzed your every move even more than Alfred did, but if you felt like old butler did it a subtle way, Tim didn't even hide it. And this was even more sickening, making you feel like a lab rat. You were sure that Tim would not hesitate to experiment on you too, and only thig stopping him now was the fact that Bruce took you in with another purpose. You felt like he was waiting for the time, as if you were the time bomb about to blow. Well, it was the same for Joker so automatically it's the same for you, Tim reassures himself. When you tried to approach, he didn't let you to, whether he walked away or closed the door. When you tried to speak, he put on his headphones. And it wasn't that bad, at least he looked at you, you thought hoping you could build your relationship on that. Maybe you two could find a way to get along, you thought catching another observant and hostile glare of the icy blue eyes.

And if Tim with Tim you felt like he hated you, with Jason and Damian it was more than obvious. Especially with Jason. It got to a point that you had to hide in your room when Jason was coming over. One time you noticed him in library when he was visiting the manor, and you decided to see what he was up to because you wanted to get to know him, but feared to approach him straight.  Seeing him choosing a book, sitting in the sofa comfortably and reading the book was strangely comforting and fascinating view, the one you couldn't look away. But he caught you peeping, and the result of that was really ugly. He was livid, yelling at you with unimaginable anger, while all you could do is to shake as you listened to it all. After that you had to stay in your room when he was staying for dinner, night over, breakfast. You just didn't want to be yelled at like that anymore. You made him angry. You made him angry because all he saw in you were your father. You had to clue how to act with him, he to resolve it.

And as for Damian, you learned he saw you as threat, because of your background and his family background. He didn't even hide that he was ready to attack you any given moment. You felt unsafe when you noticed him. Every last bit of your self-preservation instinct was telling you he was a danger, even though he wasn't as enraged as Jason. You hated living in one corridor with him knowing that you will bump into each other, you will receive another mean comment from him. His comments cut deeper any knife your father used in you, but reviving them became a routine at this point. You just wish he could give you one chance. You just wish you could make him see that you were trying to adapt to your new life, but he didn't even give a second to think that you are not that bad. He knew you were the threat because of your father. He was going to protect his family, and you knew it held deep importance for him, but it broke your heart that he was protecting his family from you, who wanted to be in that family so bad.

It was better with Dick, much much better, but you swore the hostility others felt towards you was there with him, and you both could clearly feel it. Yet, he didn't seem to notice how this hostility of others made him hesitant to approach you too. Even though your first meeting gave you some hope that you still had a chance to make them see that you were willing to do anything to be close with someone, to have family. But he made clear you'll never be. He only played you a second of this attention before running off to do his stuff. You couldn't blame him, of course, he was busy you get that. But seeing him care about others, seeing him so bright and warm made you feel sick with jealousy, because you wanted what he gave him. But in the same time, you felt immense guilt. Not only for the jealousy, but for the thought he could care for you and for talking his precious time. His little siblings needed his help all because you came and disturbed their life. Dick was too sweet to try to act nice to you at all, because clearly you did not deserve it.

And as for Bruce, he was busy, and when he wasn't, he was awkward around you. Anything you did he analyzed even more than Tim and Alfred combined, he was even more distant than anyone and when he was trying to be nice with you it seemed even more forced than with Dick. Sometimes, you felt like he didn't see you, he saw someone else in you, but again, so did the rest of batfamily. And you knew oh so well who they saw. The joker. But for you it was even more hard, since he was the man who took you in. Why he did that if he didn't like you so much. You saw him being mentor, being dad, but he couldn't be it for you all because for your father. And you saw that he was trying to help, he even got you to psychiatrist, but he failed to realized what you truly needed was warmth, care and true parental figure.

And of course, you knew why exactly everything was so bad with trying to build your life in manor. You were the Joker's kid. You couldn't erase it. It printed in your being. You were the Joker's kid. The kid of the most famous Gotham villain, the kid of the wildfire of Gotham crime itself. And maybe even if for you it was obvious how different from you from how he was, even though even if you hated the man, even if he hurt you too, but it didn't matter. You couldn't change it. And it seemed no matter how hard you trued you couldn't prove you weren't like him.

You didn't choose it. You didn't want a father like that, you didn't want to be his test subject or goon. You didn't want to live in crime alley.  But you had to live the life you so hated, feared and despised.

You were trapped in the shadow of your father, even though you hated it.  But it seemed this shadow was stronger than anything else. This shadow followed you. This shadow poisoned your life and broke your pitiful attempts in trying to rebuild it to pieces. This shadow made you cry. This shadow took all the good things from you. This shadow made you miserable. This shadow broke your hopes and dreams.

This shadow was casted by a single fact.

You were the Joker's kid

That`s why batfamily would never be close with you.

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Just wanted to share that I absolutely adore your Joker kid! reader stuff!! It's the best and I'm always looking forward to more! :D

I really appreciate it! Thank you so so so much 💖💖💖

I`ll be doing my best to continue writing this series