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Hey everyone, question.

I was doing a Batman/BatFam PowerPoint for a Friend's Presentation Night when we realized Batman/Bruce was sexual assaulted by Talia Al Ghul. And not only was he SAed, but he was SAed when he had Dick as his Robin, which meant he was Peak Batman, in his Golden Era Batman. No one seems to talk about this or addressed this, or if they have I haven't seen it. Why don't we talk about?

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Boxed up

Dick Grayson x Reader

Summary

Dick has just broken up with you and you are forced to move on.

Warning

Past Suicide attempts and discussions.

~~~

You sat on the floor lending against the bed frame of your best friend with a beer bottle in your hand not meeting their eyes.

"You sure you are good" Barbara asked.

No, but you really didn't have a choice in the matter.

"Ya" you said as you took a swig.

Dick had just dumped you last night, and you where coping but you didn't really want to talk about it.

In hindsight the writing was on the wall. He didn't want to hang out one on one as much as he did weeks ago. He came up with excuses for missing dates. And didn't respond as fast as he used to. Barbara had been pressuring you to talk to him, and you did last night and it didn't go the way you expected.

"We need to breakup." He said "We are better off as friends or maybe we need time apart but i can't keep this up."

"Oh"

It was all you can say.

And that was all you could think as he explained himself. Say he hope it doesn't get weird (but it will) and that the two of you can still stay friends (like you uad much of a choice) and that he told Barbara that we were going to break up so she will swing by later.

And that hurt the most.

"When did you tell her?" You asked, needing to know how long she has known.

"Only a couple days ago." He said but you knew he was lying to you.

She knew longer than that and that hurt more.

That he told your best friend of his plans instead of being honest with you.

But in fairness, Barbara was both of your best friends. It would only make sense she would be told.

"You sure you are okay?" Barbara said pulling you out of the past.

You really don't have a choice in the matter.

Dick and you had the same social circles, same job, and same best friend. If this is going to work out you had to be fine with it and you wouldn't like this friend group get split over this. You couldn't go though that again.

"Ya"

~~~

She is taking this better than we thought

Dick was surprised by that text.

He remembers you saying that this was your first boyfriend, first kiss, first date. You never been through heartbreak, yet you where coping better than he that. But the thing that worried him the most was the fact you had said that you would be crying nonstop and attempt again if he broke with you a few months ago. You laughted off then but that scared him and the reason it took so long to tell you.

Are you sure?

Ya, Y/N is actually normally.

However, she did give me a box and told me not to open it.

Dick raised an eyebrow and texted back.

Did you open it?

No was Barbara's response.

Did she give a reason?

No

Weird

~~~

You had eaten is days.

Or sleep well for that matters .

It wasn't intentional but you knew you where adjustingto the loss.

You had given all of you knifes to Barbara as well as all the sleeping pills in a box and told her not to open it. She agreed you think out of guilt but you let it slide.

You where going to get through this one way or another, and neither of the ways where going to be suicide.

But it seems to be forgetting everything instead.

Your wallet at team dinner.

Losing track of time and not eating all day or sleeping for that matter.

Or not being able to fall asleep when you want to.

The only that seemed to notice was Alfred.

"Are you okay?" He ask one night after a later patrol with Damian and Tim.

You looked at Dick talking animatedly with his brothers. He seemed happy for the first time in a long time.

"No but im managing."

"Do you need any?"

You looked at the old man.

"I don't know"

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Alfred and Bruce with every freaking Robin.

Person A: “You can’t just keep adopting every stray child, you meet.”

Person B: “Watch me.”

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Hold

Dick Grayson X Reader

Summary

You had a rough day and Dick wants to help you.

~~~

You wrapped your arms around yourself and quickly walked home.

It had been a rough day at work and all you wanted to do was take a long shower and crawl into bed.

You wanted to sleep the night away.

You had walked into your apartment and closed the door and lend against it and sighed.

You wanted to cry.

You wanted to scream.

You were so done with the day.

Just then your phone started to ring.

You dug it out of your pocket and answered it.

“Hello?“

“Hi Babe, it's me.“ your boyfriend, Dick, was on the other end, “Are we still on for our date tonight?“

You pulled away and saw that tonight was date night and you were so not right or wanted it.

“I don’t think so Dick,“ you said rubbing your face “I had a long day. I think I am going to take a shower and go to bed.“

“Oh, okay.“ Dick said, “Well I hope you feel better.“

“Thanks,“ you said, “I love you.“

“I love you too bade.“

You then hung up and sighed.

You hated doing that to Dick but you could go out for a big fancy date. Not tonight. You put everything on the counter and walked to the bathroom to take a long shower.

~~~

You got out of the shower 20 minutes later and got into your PJ’s when the doorbell rang. You sighed and walked towards to find out who it was.

“Who is it?“ you asked.

“It's me.“ your boyfriend called out.

“Dick, why are you here?“

“Open the door and find out.“ he said in a teasing tone.

You sighed and opened the door, and there he was. The best god damn boyfriend in the world, with flowers, chocolates, a pizza, and a pile of Disney movies.

“Look I don’t know what is wrong and you don’t need to tell me, as your best friend or boyfriend.“ Dick started, “But I know you need someone to lend on.“

You looked at him and you wanted to break down crying.

No one has ever been as kind or as caring as your boyfriend Dick has been to you. He always listens to you and knows what you are thinking before you have to say it.

He once saw how uncomfortable you were at a family gala and took you to McDonald’s in a suit to get you some French fries and chicken nuggets.

And here he was with chocolate, pizza, flower, and movies to make your bad day better.

Dick set down the stuff, wrapped you in a hug, and gave you a kiss.

“I love you, Y/N, “ Dick said and was about to pull away when you stopped him.

“Can you hold me just a little bit longer?“

“Of course.“

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my best OC is Brad Wayne, Bruce’s illegitimate biological child via a totally normal woman he had a fling with when he was younger and didn’t stay in touch with

Brad grew up a totally normal kid, went to college, joined a frat, and decided to get in touch with Bruce, who now has an awkward situation on his hands

now the other Batkids have to deal with fucking Brad Wayne, whose normalacy is absolutely insufferable... he tells Dick to try yoga and suggests that Tim will sleep better if he gets more exercise... Bruce goes out of town and Brad decides it’s time to throw a house party with his frat friends

he’s so good

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one,two,three one,two,three

Damian Wayne x reader

Summary

You need to know how to dance and a young hero comes to help.

Warning

Fluff

Author’s Note

Hope you like the fluff love story!

~~~~

You bit your lip as you tried to remember the steps to the waltz. It was a three-step move but you couldn’t seem to get it, and it was bugging you.

“I am one of the top students in my class. I have solved complicated differential calculus problems. I have 2-hour labs without a break. I have submitted 10-page papers on the importance of Canadian American Border, so why can’t I do this stupid dance!“ you yelled.

You signed and said

“I should have just said no to him.“ 

You looked at the manakin your designer friend let you barrow, thinking a partner would help you learn the steps but it just made you feel weird dance with it. But you need to know how to dance for Wayne Family Gala that Damian invited you to as his date, so here you were dancing, on the roof of an apartment building with a mannequin in the middle of the night.

Or at least trying too.

You groaned as you mess up your steps again, and sat on the roof.

“I should tell Damian that I can’t go. I’m dying. I have finials. I have family emergency.“ You looked at the mannequin and it stared back at you.

It felt like even it was judging your poor dance skills.

“Your not much help.“ you said.

“I’m sorry.“ a voice said, “Am I interrupting something?“

That caused you to jump up and turn to face the voice.

It was Robin, and you blushed, feeling embarrassed about dance with a mannequin in front of him. Robin and Damian Wayne were the only two people that you have met that caused your genius mind to break down. Hence the reason you said yes to dance with Damian even though you can’t dance. Now you were caught dance with a mannequin.

“What? Umm. . aaa. . no? I mean-It not want it look like!“ you said quickly.

You didn’t have to see his face to see the skepticism radiating off of him.

“Your dancing with a mannequin.“

You sigh and looked at the ground.

“Yes, I’m dancing with a mannequin.“

You could hear a small bit of laughter from the boy wonder but decided to say nothing.

“Can I ask why?“

You groaned and decided why not. You already are a weirdo embarrassment in his eyes.

“A boy at my school I like invited me to this fancy dance as his date, and I said yes completely forgetting that I don’t know how to dance. So I’m trying to learn the basics but I can’t seem to do it.“

“Do you want my help?“

You looked up and met his eyes. They were so beautiful in the moonlight that you got lost in them. It took a few blinks but you nodded your head and the boy wonder came to your aid.

He spoke softly and gently to you as he guided you through the waltz and you silently followed.

“Hands here.“ “Step there.“ “Follow me.“

You were in a daze as he danced with you and then he whispered to you.

“You know you aren’t that bad at this. You just needed a good partner.“

You were so glad it was dark outside because he couldn’t see your huge blush.

“You umm aa think so?“

Robin smiled.

“I know so,“ he said and then twirled your spot. You were caught off guard. You lost your footing and almost fell but he caught you around the waist in an almost dip.

The Boy Wonder was inches from your face.

You could feel his breath on your face, and see every single detail in his eyes, mask, and his face.

Both of you seemed lost in one another eyes and in that moment.

But the spell was broken by someone clearing their throat.

Both of you turned to see Nightwing stand on the roof with a smirk on his face.

“I am interrupting something?“

“A little bit!“ Robin said blushing as he helps you back up, but his hands were slit on your waist. 

“Good!“ Nightwing said with a smile “Bats needs our help and I don’t think having you here with this cutie will do him any good.“

You looked at the ground, but Robin cupped your cheek and tilled it to look at him.

“Until we met again.“ he said and he kissed your forehead.

Then he left, leaving you alone, embarrassed and blushing on top of a building in the beautiful moonlight of Gotham City.

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What did you do?

Bruce X Reader

Author’s Note

I hope you like it!

Plus I do request if you want to sent me a story . . .

Enjoy you day and the story!

Summary

“Boys can you do me favor? Can you go on the Today show and talk about how I’m not Batman?“

“Sure thing, Dad!“

Warning

Fluff and giggles

~~~~

You were sitting in the living room reading a book when you heard the door open with a bunch of giggles and hushed voices.

“Boys!“ you said not looking up “What did you do?“

“Nothing!“ you heard them said in unascended, which caused you to look over at them.

They all had shit-eating grins and looked like they were trying to hold in laughter.

“Okay,“ you said setting down your book at walking over to the boys, “Let’s try this again. What did you do?”

“We did nothing.“ Dick said.

“Tim did it,“ Damian pointing to his brother.

“Shut up!“ Tim said hitting his brother's head and then turned to look at you “I didn’t do anything.“

Just then the door to Bruce’s office swung open and out stormed Bruce. He had his Batman face on and you knew who it was meant for, and sighed. It was going to be a long day.

“When I told you to go make rounds on the morning shows for me to prove I am not Batman,“ Bruce said in a quiet controlled voice to his sons “I didn’t mean for you to prove that I am a scared cat.“

“Well I mean it is a solid defense.“ Jason said. “I’m sorry, Al Roker, my father can’t be Batman. He's scared of bats.“

You shrugged your shoulders and looked at Bruce.

“I mean, I guess that works, but it would be hard to prove without you there.“

“They had proof,“ Bruce said looking at you and then turning back to the boys. “You wouldn't mind showing Y/N your proof.”

~~~

You had to bite your tongue to not laugh with the boys as the video played. It was a video from a haunted house you took Bruce to a few years ago when the two of you started dating. They taped one spot where people would jump out and scare you and then give it to you a few days later.

In the video, it shows a clearly distracted Bruce talking to you well a person sneaks up on him.

Then a high pitched scream and a chorus of laughter.

Bruce was beat red with rage or embarrassment it was hard to say, but it did look like he was going to kill his sons.

You kissed him on the cheek.

“I forgot you could scream like that.“ you said with a smile.

“Ha ha ha, “ Bruce said in an annoyed voice, “I don’t think it funny.“

“But Dad!“ Dick said gasping for air, “We did what you said. Show the world that you are Batman.“

“And we did that!“ Damian said lending on Dick for support.

“Well If I had known you were going to do that, I would have sent Y/N in!“

“Ya! If your dad wanted the world to see that his afraid cat, I’m the person to do it!“

“That not what I meant!”

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Let say hypothetically. . . .

Established Relationship

Dick Grayson X Reader

Summary

Dick was worried that you wouldn’t get along with his family.

Little did you know how wrong he was. . . .

Warning

It illegal I promise

~~~

Dick was working on paperwork at the police station when you gave him a call. he was worried for a spilt second, he had final caved and let you met his family last night. You seemed to get along great with them. So great that you wanted to spend the day with them even thou he had to work. He didn’t like the idea but you promised him that you would call of something came up.

“Hey sunshine,“ Dick said “What can I do for you?“

“Hi,“ you said in a tone causing Dick to sit up. It wasn’t a panicked tone, it was a mischief tone, whatever you were about to say next he knew he wouldn’t like.

“So, let say, you know, hypothetically-“

“No!“ Dick said “Whatever it is, no!“

“But you haven’t even heard it.“

“Still no.“ Dick said “Your hypothetical are always real life question. I don’t want to know.“

“But I promise this one isn’t illegal.“

Dick sighed.

“What did you do?“

“If you promise not to interrupt my story and question.“

“Fine.“ Dick said, knowing that he would regret this later.

“So let say hypothetically, Damian and I were walking down the street talking about embarrassing things that you did.“

He didn’t little were this was going already. You were a vet and worked with small animals all the time causing Damian, the most trouble prone in his family, to fall in love with you instantly. He even when so far to threaten to hurt Dick if he broke your heart.

“And?“

“Well, then we saw these group of guys unloading some weird boxes so we when to check it out to find out they were animal smugglers.“

Dick up his head in his hand, he knew what they did next.

“So we stole and freed the animals.“

“Hypothetically, right?“ Dick said trying to mask his annoyance.

“Of course!“ you said. Just then he heard a roar of

“Was that a lion?“

“Pfff.. . .no?“ you said trying to sound confident, over the sound of Damian yelling at someone (or something) called Pardo.

Dick sighed.

“Where are you?“

“Wayne Manor.“

“Is Bruce there?“

“I don’t know.“ you said dismissably “All I know is that Alfred said I should call and talk to you saying that I was still alive and that I haven’t done anything that has surprised him. Which come to think of it, I don’t think that was a complement.“

Then there was another loud roar and Damian telling up to hurry up.

“Any who, got to run!“ you said in a cheer tone “See you at supper tonight!“

Then you hung up before Dick could say anything.

“What have I done?“ He said looking at his phone.

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I hate this

Damian Wayne X Reader

Summary

Damian hates art show, but love you.

Warning

Death by embarrassment or fluff

Hard to say

~~~ Damian always hated art shows and charity parties that when with them. He would do everything in his power to skip or leave the party early. He hated the people, the clothes, and the popups attuite that came with the art shows but then he met you.

You were a young and naïve artist that just moved to Gotham, and just started working at an art center. He bumped into you as he was trying to sneak out, but quickly forget about it when he met your eyes and you quickly stumped out an apology. 

You had the most beautiful eyes and an amazing smile.

The two of you just kept talking for the rest of the night about anything and everything. But the event was soon ending and for once Damian was disappointed that he had to leave.

“When will I see you again?” He asked as the two of you walked towards the parking lot. He didn’t want to stop talking to you, so he lied saying his car was in the parking lot just like you.

“Well,” you said pausing to think “the next art show is in a few weeks. I can text you the details.”

“Sounds great!” he said with a smile.

As you drove away he couldn’t believe that for once in his life he was excited to go the some stupid charity party. He couldn’t stop smiling even after he got into the limo that Alfred was driving.

“Your a little late, sir“ the butler said with a cocked eyebrow.

The younger Wayne was about to say something when he saw the time. He told Alfred he was going to sneak out at 11 pm, but it was 2 am. Not only was he three hours late but he also missed his patrol shift.

“I got a little tied up.“ Damian said defensibly.

“That is want Master Dick said all the time when hung out with members of the opposite sex at charity events.“ Alfred said as he drove away from the art show.

Damian wanted to say something back but thought better of it. He knew he was going to get an earful from the team when he got back home and didn’t want it to start now. Pulling out his phone to see if you had texted him information of the next show, he also looked at the roster of events the boys had to go to.

Long ago to save a head ache, Bruce came up with an assignment system for who has to go to what events, it was to keep the peace in the house and work around patrols schedules, but truth be told it was a tool that the boys where threatened with if they didn’t get along. 

No one in the Wayne house like going to Charity events for the same reasons Damian didn’t like going but that was going to change.

~~~

No one at the Wayne house really noticed at first, that Damian was trying to get more charity events. Or that the shows were most with or hosted by Peterson Art Charity. None of them wanted to go so they were happy to listen to his poor excuse and give him the event. It wasn’t until Bruce called them all in did they see what was going on.

“What the hell you guys?“ Bruce said to the three Wayne boys, “Why is Damian going to all the events? I thought we had a deal.”

“We did,“ Dick said.

“Yea but Damian said something about need that day blah,blah, lame excuse.” Jason said dismissably, “All I know is that is instead of dealing with stuck up brats, I got to patrol and I beat up some bad guys.”

“Lol same,“ Tim said with a smile, ”I tried to give him all my days but he only want somedays. Hell he even offer to double up and do the later patrol shift so that I didn’t say anything.“

“He did the same thing for me to,“ Dick said.

“Is the little Demon ditching them and blaming it on us?“ Jason said “Because if that the case-“

“No, he isn’t.“ Bruce said, signing, “I just wanted to know why all I see in the social column is Damian and his alleged girlfriend, and not any of you and your alleged girlfriends.“

“You check the social column?“ Tim said with confusion, “Why would you do that to yourself?”

“To see what the hell you guys did this week to piss off the press.“

“I know what we can do!“ Dick said.

“I alright don’t like this,“ Bruce said putting is head in his hands.

~~~~

Damian hated ever minute of the social part he had to do before he saw you. Smile and nodded to the racist old lady opinion on the world. Pretend to listen to some old guy talk about the stock market. Dance with the girls that only wanted his money. But when he saw you the world stopped, and it didn’t matter that he had a stupid suit or painful shoes, what matter was the time you to spent together.

He didn’t what you dragged into the fire storm that is the social gossip world because the two of you where seen outside of the charity events. And if someone snapped a picture of them together he always placed and anonymous phone call the next day saying he saw Damian kissing some high society girl which broke the news for the next week or two.

You didn’t seem to mind. You were so focused on your art that you couldn’t really met expect for at events. Plus you really didn’t watch or read the news so you didn’t know that the guy you where hanging out with was a Wayne. You were just happy to see him at all your shows or events, and always like the fact you had someone to talk to that wasn’t someone from work or a snooty art person saying that your art was bad.

The two of you had just saw each other when the door to the event swung out, showing something Damian hated more than a stupid art show.

A stupid art show with his family.

All of his brothers and sisters was here dress to the nines in gowns and suit, but his father stole the show with Selina Kyle on his arm and in a kickass suit. Everyone is the room was taken aback by their sudden appears and marveled at how good they look, but Damian almost shit himself.

He didn’t need to be super close to his father to see the look in his eyes.

It was his Batman eyes, meaning he was on a mission, and Damian didn’t need to think super hard why he or his family was here.

“I can’t believe the Waynes are here,“ a small voice said causing Damian to almost lose it.

That voice was you.

You looked amazing and he almost got lost in you smile, but he mental smacked himself. He need a plan and quick otherwise he was going to get embarrassed in front of you and he didn’t want that.

“Did you do all you socially thingys for work?“ you asked.

“Yep,“ Damian said turning his back to his family. Hoping the wouldn’t see him.

“Come on then!“ you said with a smile, and grabbed his hand causing him to blush. “I have something to show you.“

Damian forgot about his family and let you drag him away from the main hallway and into a small side room. He knew where he was going before you even took him there.

All the famous artist where in the main hall and all the lesser know was in side rooms. He was getting taken to a side room with your art. You were talking ecstatically about your art.

Apparently some anonymous person had bought all your art before the show even started. Damian smiled to himself, proud that he had caused you such glee.

“But that doesn’t matter“ you kept rambling on as the two of you stop in front of a piece of art. “What do you think?“

It was a beautiful piece of a man and a woman under a lamp light in the middle of a city. The two of them where holding hands and kissing, and Damian was at a lost for words.

“I don’t know what to say,“ he whispered.

“How about thank you?“ you said shyly.

Damian turned to you in confusion. You were blushing and not looking at him.

“What do you mean?“

“Well . . .I. . .umm.. ..aaa made it for you.“ you quickly whispered still not looking at him.

Damian reach out and lightly turned you face towards him.

“Say that again, my love.“

Now you were a bright shade of red and still not meeting his eyes but you said it again, but this time a little louder.

“I made it for you.“

“You didn’t have to.“ Damian said matching your voice level.

“Well you always say you want a piece but whenever I have a show all the art is sold before you ever get one, so I told the studio that all of them but this one is for sale because it saw going to go to you.“ You spoke so fast and all at once. Damian that it was cute when you got all fluster but he knew that if he didn’t stop you would have keep rambling until you ran out of breath. Damian politely cut you cut by putting one finger on your lips.

“It beautiful and I love it Y/N, but I have a confession to make.“

“You do?“ you said looking up at his with your mesmerizing (eye color) eyes. Damian got lost for a second but tried to quickly recovered.

“I. . .umm.. .aa. . .“

“What is it?“ you looked worried but before Damian could say something, someone else chimed in.

“Yea, Damian,“ a voice said “What is it?“

Never had Damian been filled with more rage then at that second.

The two of you looked up to see Dick, Jason, and Tim lending in on the door way. They had a smug ass look at Damian wanted to punch right off their face.

“Get the hell out of here“ Damian said through gritted teeth, shooting dagger at his brothers.

“Well that would be rude!“ Dick said as he and his brother walked over toward you. “We haven’t even introduced our selves.“

Dick forced himself between the two of you to “shake your hand” but Damian knew it was to piss him off.

“I’m Dick, Damian’s older brother, other there is his other brother Jason,“

Jason waved.

“and his other other brother Tim.“

“Pleasure.“ Tim said taking you hand and kissing it.

You give Damian a weird look.

“You’re related to the Wayne Men.“

“Oh he didn’t tell you that.“ Jason said with a smile as he wrapped his arm around Damian’s neck. “That doesn’t sound like our little Damian.”

“Not at all!“ Tim said with crooked smile.

Damian wanted to kill them all but Dick opened his mouth.

“Well I know something that our little Damian would do!“ Dick said with a smile “He would have told you that he keeps buying all of your art and hanging it in his apartment.“

“When did you go to my apartment!“ Damian snapped.

“On the way over!“ Tim said in a manner of fact voice, and he turned back to you, “And may I say what beautiful pieces they are. I wish Damian would let the world see them.“

“I am going to kill the three of you.“ Damian growled.

“Now, now, Damian!“ Jason said “Didn’t I teach you better than to plan a murder out loud.“

Damian was so beyond done with his brothers bullshit and was about to cruse them out when he saw you straighten up and someone clear their voice.

“Evening, sons“ Bruce said, causing the older boys to jump apart. 

Bruce was by himself with a glass of champagne. On the outside he looked like to cool, laid back playboy the media saw but Damian could tell by way he was standing that he was in a mood.

“Hi, Bruce,“ they all said, expect Damian.

“Father.” he said curtly.

“Damian,” Bruce said looking at his son with a cocked eyebrow. “You know we were all going to this party tonight, right? You didn’t need to drive yourself down here tonight, we were waiting for you at your apartment for an hour.”

No, he didn’t know that, but he knew that Bruce was lying about that last part. They had search his apartment not doubt and figured out where he was and decided to make a scene.

“I’m so sorry, Father,“ Damian said matching his fathers gaze. “I didn’t know.“

Bruce signed and looked at his older sons. They were trying their hardest not to do anything draw attention, but they were doing a bad job. They were shooting knowing looks and giggling.

“Got out of here and stop annoying you brother.“ Bruce said putting his face in his hand. The three of them ran out laughing like school boys, leaving Bruce with and annoyed looked.

He turned towards you and took your hand.

“I don’t believe we have been properly introduced. My name is Bruce Wayne, I’m Damian’s father.“ Bruce said and kissed you hand.

You just stood and started at him, speechless. It took a minute before you spoke, and when you did Damian wanted to die.

“I see,“ you said in a high breathless voice, causing Bruce to raise an eyebrow.

There was another awkward pause before you realized you were supposed to say your name, but instead you rambled.

“Oh, yes... umm... I’m so sorry, I was thinking. It just kind of happened all at once. I am still trying to understand what exactly is-”

Damian moved quietly next to you and grabbed your hand, and spoke for you.

“Y/N,” Damian said in a confident voice meant to tell his father to back down and to help calm you down. “They are a pretty amazing artist, and the person I love.“

Bruce looked at you and then to his son and gave a soft smile.

“Well, it is nice to have finally have met you, Y/N,“ Bruce said “I hope to see you at the manor sometime soon.“

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Past Meeting, Future Love

Past!Bruce + Reader X Bruce

Summary:

Hit with an experimental gun you are sent into the past where you are face to face with a younger Bruce and an annoyed Alfred.

~~

Bruce was walking in the garden by himself, needing some alone time when he heard cursing and tree branch breaking. He ran to the source to find you (in your super suit) laying on the ground.

“Hey, can you join the team some weird things have been going on in Gotham and I could use a second set of eye,” you said in a mock male voice before you answered yourself in your normal voice.

“Of course, why wouldn’t. Anything for you,” you said and then sign as you sit up and start cursing, causing Bruce to giggle at your language and your crazy clothes. That caused you to look up.

“Haha very funning tiny Wayne, get out here and help me up,” you said which surprised him.

How did you know him when he didn’t know you?

“Get over here before I tell your father!” you yelled causing Bruce to jump from his hiding spot.

“My father is not here,” Bruce said causing you to smile.

“I know that, and you know that but I just wanted you to get out of your hiding space. Come on Wayne help me up, I think your father’s experimental stun gun needs to become just as broken as my leg right now,” you said with a smile at Bruce. Bruce started to walk towards you and helped you up but you also seemed to have broken ribs as well making it super hard to get you to stand up. When Bruce finally got you standing you have said all the curse words in about three languages and was about halfway through the fourth.

“Listen here, Little Wayne, “ you said as the two of you started to walk back to the manor “We are not going to talk about the whole me fall out of the sky and cursing out everything to Alfred. He will murder your father then me.“

“I don’t think that will happen,” Bruce said “Seeing how my father is dead, about you-“

“WHAT!” you shouted which caused Bruce to let go of you causing you to fall on your bad leg.

“Oh my Gosh. I am so sorry!” Bruce said trying to help you back up but you stopped him with your hand.

“What year is it?“

“1992“

“God I think I need to add concussion to the list of injuries, for a second I thought you said 1992,” you said smiling at Bruce but it started to fade as you saw that Bruce’s faced didn’t change.

“It is before the turn of the century?” you asked him “Like gang and mob fights every week. Like Falcon and Maroni.“

“Well Maroni is dead and Falcon has left. Cobblepot is in charge.” Bruce said, “Anyone from Gotham knows that.“

“You are right, “ You said, “Anyone from Gotham in 1992 would know that a person from 2019 Gotham would forget that the idiot Cobblepot was in charge before he was locked away.“

“You are from 2019?” Bruce said.

“Yes, Baby Bruce,” you said grabbing his hand “Can we go find Alfred now?“

~~~

Alfred didn’t believe your story and you respect that about him, but Lucius had other ideas.

“So you about 30 years in the future, “ He said “What is it like? Do have flying cars?“

“Mr. Fox, I respect your drive for knowledge but even you should know that I can’t answer your question without screwing up the future timeline,” you said with a smile as Alfred treated your leg. Just then Alfred nicked your leg and you gasped.

“Mr. Fox, can you get this Future Miss an ice pack, “ he said coolly.

“What? Oh! Yes. Of course“ he said and rushed out of the run and Alfred turned on you.

“I don’t want any of this wreck the future timeline, crap“ he whispered, “Who the hell are you and how do you know Master Bruce?“

“Ummm . . .well. . . You aren’t going to like this“ you said looking at your leg “I’m Bruce’s girlfriend in the future and we met in a bar fight in which I punch him and give him a black eye.“

“Get out of my house.“

“What?“

“You are lying to everyone's face, “ Aflred said “for all, I know you could be another assassin sent to kill Master Bruce“

“I would never hurt Bruce, “ you said

“You give him a black eye!“

“Because he got in my way.”

“It doesn’t matter,” Alfred said, “Leave now.“

“I am staying,“ you said moving to stand, even with your broken leg and ribs and looked him in the eye.

“I need you, Bruce and Mr. Fox to go home, “ you said, “And if future Bruce shoots the bad we were fighting, you need me to protect Bruce.“

“If you agree never to be alone with Bruce.“

“Great!” you said, “As long as you stay in the room with me if Fox is in the room.“

“Fine”

~~~

For the next few weeks, you have been eating and sleeping in the pre “Bat Cave” bat cave with only a few computers and weapons. You watched Bruce train with Alfred and Mr. Fox playing with a machine that could-maybe-I-don’t-know sent you back to the right time or kill you.

But you didn’t care.

You missed the team and the Wayne boys. Watching Bruce and Alfred fake fight reminded you of Damian and Bruce training if Bruce had more gray hair.

“I think it is time for a break Master Bruce,” said Alfred and you could n’t help but smile at the words that came out next.

“But Alfred I was getting so good“

“Oh my gosh“ you whispered to yourself.

“What?” the two boys said turning to you. You pause for a moment and then told them what you were thinking.

“In the future, you. . .have a son that looks just like you and is as winning as you“ you said, “And Alfred always says that you acted that way and just never believe it until now.“

“I have a son?“ Bruce said with a smile “Do I have a daughter? How big is my family? Do I marry someone-“

Bruce was cut off by Mr. Fox who said

“I am Done! This should work.“

“Sweet, “ you said, “We should test it on something before we sent me to the right time.“

“Well I think that is our cue to leave Master Bruce“

“I don’t want to Alfred, “ Bruce said with a smile “I want to watch history in the making.“

Alfred signed.

“Oookay, “ you said looking around to find something to test “How about this bullet prove suit?“

As you said that both you and Bruce moved you grab it and Mr. Fox turned the ray on it, shooting both you and Bruce along with the vest.

But the two of you didn’t understand that until you were standing in Bruce’s study.

Well . . .your Bruce’s study.

How did you know?

Because your Bruce was sitting at the desk talking Alfred with much more gray hair. You looked at baby Bruce but your Bruce caught your attention.

“Y/N!” Bruce said jumping up and hug you “God! I have missed you so much since the-“

You stopped him with your finger to his lip.

“I have worked so hard not to fuck with the timeline that I am not going to let you do it with only minutes left.”

“What do you m-“

“Bruce Wayne met Bruce Wayne.” you said as you walked over to the desk and grab the phone “Mr. Fox. Hi, this is Y/N. You still have the time machine that we used to send me to the right time when I fell back into the past. Hmm. . . .Great because we need it to sent baby Bruce back to the right time. So please come to The Manor as fast as you can. I don’t trust the boys and Baby Bruce in the same house.“

“Stop calling me Baby Bruce, “ said past Bruce.

“Y/N will do whatever she wants,” Bruce said to himself “There is literally nothing you can do to stop her.“

“Can you remember that both of you?“ you said sassy “Because in the future it ‘for your own safety’ this and ‘the supers life is a hard life’ that. It is very annoying.“

“But we can as you said ‘fuck with the timeline’.“ Bruce said with a smile.

You were about to say something sassy but there was a loud crash and a lot of cruses words.

“How long have I been gone?“ you asked as you moved to the door.

“About a day.“ Alfred said. You swang the door open.

“Knock it off!“ you yelled, “If you can’t shut it off or turn it down, I will walk up there and murder you!“

“Sorry mom“ you heard the Wayne Gang say as you closed the door.

“Sorry about Baby Bruce. Your kids are loud and annoying at times.“

“Umm . .  their your kids too, “ Bruce said with a smile.

“Haha. I didn’t adopt slash make them. Your kids.“ You said with an air of smug “ Plus I don’t see a ring on this finger so100% your problem.”

“Well that may change soon, “ Bruce said with a smirk, causing you to roll your eyes.

Just then the doorbell rang and Alfred and you left to get Mr. Fox, leaving the Bruces alone.

“Do we ever find out what happens to mom and dad?“ asked Baby Bruce.

“No“ Bruce said “But you need to still quest to find it. That quest leads you to find friends and family.“

“And Y/N“

“Yes, “ Bruce said “And Y/N is the most important thing in my life, I mean our life. So don’t fuck this up because of the things you have heard today or heard Y/N say in the last few days.“

“Did I really met her in a Bar Fight?“

“Yes, “ You said walking in with Mr. Fox and Alfred ” And you were not supposed to learn that!“

“I was listening to you and Alfred talk about it with Mr. Fox“

“What!“ you and Aflred said turning to Mr. Fox, who turns red and said,

“Better get you back to the right time“

The shots Baby Bruce back to the past, which freaks you out.

“Lucius!“ you yelled, “You said you would test before shooting him.“

“Don’t worry,“ Mr. Fox said, “He is at the right time, because when we shot you the first time Bruce disappeared and showed up five minutes later fill over energy and happiness about the future and didn’t till any of us what was up.”

“What a minute!“ you said turning on Bruce “You knew that you would shoot me with a gun to sent me into the past since our bar fight.“

“Yes and no, “ Bruce said with a smile “I knew I would meet my soulmate in a bar fight, so I got into a lot of bar fights hoping to find you. And even when I did ’find you’ I was not 100% sure until you showed up 5 minutes ago and repeat word for word what you did when past me fell in love with and decide that I was going to get into a lot of bar fights to find you.“

“Much to my protest, I will add, “ said Alfred.

All of which surprised you but most importantly’

“Soulmate?“

Bruce smiled and kissed your forehead.

“Yes, “ he said “My one an only.“

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If It works

Bruce X Reader

~~~

You set the bar high and expected the worst. 

Your friends hated that about you but you couldn’t fall in love.

Or that least that what you told yourselves.

You had seen too many heartbreaks in your life and couldn’t do that to yourself.

You watch friend fall apart over boys that they loved and didn’t love back, and your mother when your father left for some else that was younger than her.

You didn’t make exceptions, not even for milliaries.

You work in a charity and was asked to accept the check at Bruce Wayne’s next ball.

You didn’t care that milliaries were there, you just wanted it to be over with. So you were just good for the camera and that was it, and a simple green dress that when to your knees and simple make up. Your friends fused say you need more makeup or a prettier dress but you could care less. You knew when you went to the ball you would be treated like second class by everyone and you were not wrong. You stood lending on the wall after on hour because you were sick of people being stuck up.

“Enjoying yourself?” a voice said.

“I would enjoy it more if I was at home eating ice cream.” you said turning to the voice to meet the eyes of Bruce Wayne.

“Well, we will have ice cream later in the night.” He said and smile at you “But till then would you like to dance?”

“If It works with you.”

Thought five words summed up your relationship with him. After the ball, he asked if they could meet again, and you answer

“If It works with you.”

He asked you on dates, and your answer was

“If It works with you.”

Your friend were going as crazy as the news broke about you and Bruce but you always told yourself it was too good to be true.

It would never last.

On most date Bruce did most of the talking and you nodded and smile and at the end, he would ask you on another date and you would say

“If It works with you.”

And it always seemed to work until one date after a few months of you guys “going out”. That night he didn’t at all, except at the end to ask you on another one. And you could help but laugh to yourself. You saw the lips stick smear on his neck and knew he was will someone each. But you decided on karma and agree to the “makeup” date and at that one, you didn’t show up. And as you left to go home that night you could help but know that you slice in Bruce’s life was over.

You tried to think positive as you left, list all things you didn’t do with him knowing that would never have to do them.

Never kiss him.

Never hug him.

Never sleep with me.

Your friends hated Bruce and threat to call him but you told them. And together one night you all blocked his number and ate ice cream Because by then he had called them trying to learn what was going on and make it up but you knew he moved on.

Now you had too.

But it was harder than you thought.

Every phone call you were hoping it was him, only to be let down when it wasn’t. Every time you open the door you hope it was him at the step with flowers, but this is why you never let him drive you home.

A month has passed since the date and part of you wish you were not as careful. Part of wish you had taken risks but you didn’t.

The charity asked you to go to the Ball again and you said yes because you wanted to see Bruce again.

Even if it was from a distance and see if he was happy.

That what you tried to tell yourself, but come that night you couldn’t get over the trough of Bruce being with some other girl and not remembering you.

So you stood out in the cold in front of Wayne Enterprise wishing for a cab that never came by.

“Miss? You are going to catch a cold out here.” said a Voice.

“Maybe I want one.” You said shaking. Something warm wrapped around her shoulder and you looked to see Bruce, who was about as surprised as he to see each other.

“Y/N?”

You couldn’t speak. Your mouth just fell open and nothing came out.

Tears came down your face and you bared it in his chest and sobbed.

You missed him and hated that you did because you didn’t need love. You taught yourself that your whole life because you didn’t want to be broken like your friends or your mother.

But here you were breaking over him.

Bruce held you as you told him that you missed him and thought that he didn’t want you anymore because he didn’t come to their the last date and that you may have overreacted but he was a playboy and you were trying to help yourself and fail at it.

“I missed what we had . . .” you sobbed “I don’t know if it was love  . . .or friendship . . .but I want it back.”

“It was Love,” Brice whispered “And I want it back, too”

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TumblrFrostbite's AU Questions: If Lex Luthor and Jason Todd fought for child custody rights for Bizarro, how would they go about it? Would both men engage in back and forth arguments and until they decide to just share custody rights of the clone...or would the two try to resolve the issue by duking it out? Note: This scenario would happen before RHatO (2016) #12.

Jason would fight for Bizarro with out second thought, and Lex would try and avoiding it for as long as possible. One day Jason is sick of it and goes into LexCrops gun blazing. Luther gets suits up and it becomes this huge fight that nearly takes out the whole city before the League steps in and take the two to the Hall of Justice where they work it out.

Long story short, Lex is only allowed to visit twice a month and Bizarro can life with Jason if he doesn’t get arrested or does something super stupid.

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Lollipop and Bubblegum

Jason Todd x Reader

Warning: Asthma attack

Summary: Jason finds out you have asthma so he tries to stop smoking so he can hang out with you. But still takes your breath away

Author’s Note

This is super fluffy, I hope you like it.

~~~

Jason Loved this small book store in the edge of the good and bad part of Gotham because of the books and you.

You worked at the place and Jason thought you where the cutest person ever. He tried to flirt with you but you always walked away from him and somethings you even he in the back of the book store. 

Jason was just about to accept the fact you don’t like him at all when one of your Co workers talked to him on day.

“Sir?”

“Yes?” he said, Jason was said outstanding of the store and he was smoking.

“Can you please not smoke in the area?” she asked politely “One of our workers her have serious asthmatic and can’t breath if you smoke in the area.”

“Oh . . .I didn’t know that.” he said “Can you please tell them I’m sorry, I wouldn’t have done that if I had know.”

She smiled and said

“I will tell Y/N you are sorry.”

Then it hit him.

The reason you kept running from his because he smoked and she couldn’t breath when you where around him.

He then came up with an idea to get to know you better.

~~~

You where siting at the cashier waiting for another customer when Jason walked up to you with a unlit cigarette in his mouth. You where about to walked away have have on of your co worker work with him.

“Wait Y/N.” he said as he pulled out the what you thought was a cigarette.

It was a pink lollipop.

“I trying to give up smoking.”

“Oh. . .you are?” you said sitting back down.

“Yea,” he said shyly looking at her “turns out it a bad habit and it turns a lot of people away from you.”

“Oh” 

“Yea,” he said “Like a girl I been trying to get to know but she has asthma can be around when if I smoke.”

“Well she most be special if she getting you to quit.” you said looked down at your hands. You had a crush on Jason but can’t be with him because he smoked so offend. You where sad that he had found someone else, especially now that he stop or trying to stop smoking.

“What her name?”

“Y/N.”

You drop his book and look at him with a surprise face. He on the other hand was smiling at her.

“Me?”

He nodded, and you started to breath really hard. You where hyperventilating and your asthma was kicking in. Jason saw that and yell for help as you pasted out.

~~~

Once you wake again you where in a hostile bed with your best friend sitting next to you.

“Oh my God! Thank goodness you are okay!” she said and hugged you “What happen? You haven’t had an asthma attack in a long time.”

“I . . .. umm. . .was asked out by a really hot guy.” you said.

Your best friend smiled.

“He wouldn’t happen to be a black hair hotty with white hair streak and a lollipop.”

“He is actually.” you said looking at her “How did you know?”

She laughed.

“He is in the waiting room putting a hole in the floor.” she said with a smile “I can see why he took your breath away.”

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Masterlist

I can’t seem to get my masterlist to show for  mobiles so here you go . . 

PS Don’t for get to Request stuff, I love new ideas.

Dick Grayson X Reader

Absentminded Advice

Storybook AU

His Cinderella

Her Knight

Jason Todd X Reader

I need a date… .

I’m Telling Her

Jason + Puppy

Last Update August 29 2017

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Jason + Puppy

Jason X Reader + Puppy

Warning

Summary : You get a puppy because Jason has not been home.

~~~

Jason rubbed his head as he walked into his shared apartment with you. It was about 12:53 a.m. and he was trying his hardest not to make noise to wake you, when this little yipping noise started.

“What the-” he started until he looked down. There was a small puppy biting at his pant leg. The little golden retriever, at least that want he thought it was. no bigger than his hand was yipping and pulling at him.Then the lights clicked on and he looked up to see you standing there in one of his shirt.

“Beauty, come here.” you said in a serious tone causing the puppy to stop but give you the cute face.

“Now!” you said in a commandments tone (Jason’s thought that was a turn on) which caused the pup to walk over to you.

“Umm … .Hey, Y/N, when did we get a dog?” he asked as he set his stuff on the table.

“Since you have not been home in a mouth because of your important mission with Roy.” You snapped but your tone sounded more sad than mad.

“Hey, Princess.” he said wrapping his arms around you “I’m sorry, but it was very important. It need to be done with and Roy threaten to go by himself and I couldn’t like him do this by himself.”

“I know and I’m not mad…it just …I got lonely so I got a puppy. Her name is Beauty and she is a golden retriever pup.”

The little pup yipped at the sound of her name.

“Why Beauty?” he asked.

“Because I already have a Beast, I figured he need another Beauty.”

“Really?” Jason growled into your ear causing you to giggle.

Jason felt his body relax with the smell of you and your giggle tickling his ear, he felt at home now. He felt something rubbing up against his leg and he looked down to see Beauty rubbing her head on his leg and then let out a cute puppy size yawn. He was about to saw something to you when he realized you were asleep too.

“Yea, my two Sleeping  Beauties.” he said as he kissed your forehead “It good to be home.”

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Fanfiction Club: The Rules

This idea came to me when I woke up first thing this morning.

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I’m telling Her

Jason Todd X Reader

Warning :

Summary: Jason is in love with you but hasn’t told you and it is annoying the boys because he always texting you all the time.

~~~

“Jason Freaking Todd! Are you pay attention?” Dick said as he landed next to the younger Robin.

“Of course I am” he said not looking up from his phone.

Dick shot a look at him but Jason was oblivious to it.

“So you took care of Black Masked men in the warehouse?”

“Hmm.” he said nodding.

Dick looked across the street at the very alive looking and working Black Mask’s men.

“Tim and Damian I need some help at Vine street.”

“Is that Todd section?” asked Damain.

“Yes but he is occupied at the moment with love problems.”

Dick here a groan on the Coms.

“Has he asked her out?” asked Tim.

“No.”

“Be there in a few.”

~~~

“Oh my freaking god!” Said Tim “This is the three time this week! Have you asked her out yet!”

“Uh  . . .no, but I-” Jason started put Damian ran up and picked the phone out of his hand. “Hey! Give it back!”

“Hold him!” Damian said as he started to texting you on his phone.

“What are you doing!” yelled Jason as Tim and Dick pined him to the ground.

“I’m tell her that you are in love with her!”

“What! No don’t it!” yelled Jason “I do anything!”

“Too late!” Damian.

Jason broke out of Dick and Tim’s hold and ran to the youngest Robin. He grab the phone and looked at the text.

Y/N I am madly in love with you. Will you be my girlfriend?

“You are soooo dead, you little demon!” Jason said.

Just before Jason could kill Damian his phone vibrated.

I was wondering when you would ask me. 

Yes, Jason, I would love to be your girlfriend and I love you, too.

“Yay!” Dick said “Now that problem is solved. Victory Ice Cream?”

“Because she said yes, I going to give you a 10 second head start before I kill the three of you. 1 . . .2 . . .”

“Bye!”

“See you at the Cave!”

“Have a nice night!”

And just like that everyone was gone, leaving Jason with his phone and you.

Jason, it late. I’m going to bed, if that is okay with my boyfriend?

Jason blushed and texted her back.

Sure, Y/N, Goodnight Doll