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The batmom story with Jason made me cry. There are tears running down my cheeks as I type this

i understand, i mean honestly i was heartbroken writing it. i’m glad my words could reach you though xx 

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Family [Jason Todd x Reader]

Anonymous requested: “Hey there love be, could you do one for rather a fluff one shot for Jason or Dick where it’s after their s/o had their baby and its basically what their life is like at home with a adorable, yet noisy newborn, Thanks 🙏 if you can do this”

Pairing: Jason Todd x Reader

Warnings: None

Word Count: 1173

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The cry of a baby sounded through the spacious apartment you called home, erupting a tired moan of protest from your throat before you could filter it. You shifted under the warm covers of your bed, dreading that walk down the hall to the room where your child slept.

“It’s okay baby, I got this.” your husband groaned, propping himself up. “Get some rest.”

“Mm… you sure?” you yawned, already fighting your drowsiness. In the darkness, you saw movement and assumed he was nodding his head.

“Yeah, I’m sure.” he stated, “go back to sleep.”

“M’kay Jason…” you murmured, laying your head down and closing your eyes once more before sleep swept you away.

As you were falling back into slumber, Jason sneaked down the hall and slipping into the baby room, where your little girl laid wailing. He sighed and picked her up gently, cradling her in his arms. He began to rock her in a soothing manner, trying to get her to fall back asleep.

“Come on sweetheart,” he murmured, “don’t make this harder for mommy and daddy, okay?” His lovely daughter quieted down slightly, but her lips were still wobbling and her eyes were still teary. The sight broke Jason’s heart.

“What’s wrong?” he asked the baby. She sniffled and whined, moving in his arms as if trying to tell him something. He stared at her in confusion, that was, until he noticed it.

“Ah shi…” he glanced at his daughter, “… shoot.” He maneuvered his way around the room and placed his little girl on a flat surface before going to grab some baby wipes, a clean diaper and a hand sanitizer.

“Why at night? Of all the times, why?” he muttered to himself as he began to take her onesie off. He cleaned his hands using the hand sanitizer and began to carefully changed his daughter’s diaper into a new one, his face scrunching up in disgust as he carefully disposed of the old one. After she was all changed, he cleaned his hands again and put her back into the crib.

By now, she had stopped crying and was staring up at her father’s face with large, round eyes. She gave him a toothless smile that simply melted his heart. He returned that smile and reached down but before he could do anything she captured his large finger with her tiny hand and began to giggle.

Jason’s heart swelled in love and pride. He stared at her adoringly before whispering, “I’m not going to let anything happen to you.” He touched her cheek lightly. “I promise.”

Once his daughter had calmed down completely and fell asleep, Jason went back to bed, his arms instantly going around you when he hit the mattress. He turned to his side and laid there for a few minutes, simply looking at his beautiful wife beside him and wondering what he did to deserve you and a family.

Whenever he brought it up though, you always silenced him by saying that the world owed him for killing him, so this was it’s way to repay him back. When you put it like that, he couldn’t argue but he always had this constant fear that something terrible was going to happen that would screw things up.

However, months after you gave birth and it still hadn’t happened, making Jason wonder if perhaps this was the world’s way of repaying him after all. With that thought in mind, he fell sound asleep.

When he opened his eyes again, your side of the bed was empty but he wasn’t surprised. Since you had to go to work–unlike him–you were always rising early in order to get ready. That was why he always took care of the night duties.

He yawned and stretched before climbing off the bed and going through his morning routine quickly. After washing up, he hurried downstairs where you were in the middle of feeding the child you two had.

“Okay Jason, diaper is changed and feeding is in progress.” you informed, slipping into your jacket. “I really have to go or I’ll be late!” you exclaimed, rushing to grab the car keys from the table. “Do not call me, call Alfred if you need anything. Lord knows he is anyone’s first choice when it comes to child care advice.”

Jason chuckled and said, “will do.”

You grinned, admiring the sight of him with your daughter before rushing towards the door. But before you could go, a voice stopped you.

“[F/N], wait!”

“Wha–”

You spun around and was met with your husband’s lips on yours. “Almost forgot my kiss.” He winked, making you roll your eyes.

“And here I was thinking it was something urgent.”

After you shut the door, Jason continued your task of feeding the baby that was making a huge mess of things on the kitchen table. Since you worked a day job, you and Jason decided that he would be the one taking care of your daughter while you earned money for the family. You could always ask for financial help from Bruce but both of you preferred not to. You had a high-earning job after all, you didn’t need any help, even when Jason had temporarily stopped his patrols and missions.

Not like Jason minded staying at home anyway. It meant he had even more time to spend with his precious little girl.

“Okay sweetie, it’s just you and me… again.” he spoke in a lighthearted voice, “now… what to do today?”

When you came home, you were absolutely drained. The only thing that kept you going and working so hard was the thought of coming home to your family and spending time with them. But when you entered the apartment and heard nothing but silence, you grew worried.

Closing the door quietly behind you, you scanned the place but found no signs of your husband or baby. Alarm bells rang in your head and you headed inside with caution. You noticed flickering lights coming from the living room and went to investigate, only to find that Cinderella was on the screen on mute. With raised brows, you walked around the couch and took the remote control to turn off the TV. 

You caught sight of your husband and daughter once you turned around and you couldn’t contain the smile that spread across your face. The both of them were on the couch, Jason lying on it with your daughter comfortably on his chest. The both of them were sleeping.

You quietly crossed the room and grabbed the camera from the shelf. You then focused the lens on Jason and the beautiful child you two made and took a picture to add to the growing collection of photos you two already had.

“Mn… [F/N]?” your sleepy husband mumbled. You put the camera down and leaned in to kiss him softly.

“Hey Jaybird, I’m home.” you said quietly, careful not to wake the baby on him up. He opened his eyes and smiled at you.

“Welcome home.”

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Reblog if you're gay, lesbian, bisexual, pansexual, asexual, transgender or a supporter.

This should be reblogged by everyone. Even if you’re straight, you should be a supporter.

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i love roy harper

rb if u to love roy harper

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Headcanon on Batsis dating Wally? ✌🏼✌🏼

Thankyou for the request! You just helped pushed me forward with wanting to write asomething for these two! Hope you enjoy this!

Batsisdating Wally would be a gradual thing; it’s not a ‘love-at-first-sight’ type ofthing but more of a slow, sudden realization of ‘oh-my-god-i-do-like-him’ thathappens once you are slightly older. The relationship the two of you have wouldgrow from being just friends to close friends and to lovers!

Yourdates would always be interrupted, whether it be by Dick and occasionally byDamian who is still a bit rough with Wally but Wally just laughs it offwhenever Damian threatens to cut him, until you had to tell him that Damian is beingabsolutely serious so now Wally tries to keep his hands to himself wheneverDamian’s around.

Goingon dates with Wally is the one thing you look forward to the most! Afterworking hard on missions and those lonely nights of being apart, dates with Wallyreally loosens you up! Wally’s very considerate with your feelings (althoughthis didn’t happen without the occasional head slaps from Dick!) so your datesare always filled with laughter and just some you-me time between the two ofyou. If there’s a fair in town, Wally will definitely not hesitate to bring youthere!

Betweenthe two of you, Wally’s a much better cook and he’s always cooking dinner foryou because sometimes that’s the only time the two of you will be able to meetup and spend some time together. When it’s Wally’s birthday, you would go outof your way to ask his parents about what he likes to eat (as of late!) andwould ask Alfred to teach you how to make them because unfortunately for you,you aren’t as skilled in the kitchen as you are out in the field. (Wally lovesthe effort you put in though!)

Whenthe two of you fight, you would always end up going back to the manor and sulk.You would ignore all calls from Wally and Dick because you just want to be leftalone and wallow in self misery.

Tomake you forgive him, Wally would come by the manor and would do his best towoo you and make you forgive him. He will have you sit down with him and tellyou to talk to him because he’s not always going to get what you’re trying tosay immediately off the bat. Wally is also always very sincere with his everywords and actions and you almost, always forgive him so your fights neverreally last longer than at most two days.

Alfredsometimes helps you out by helping you go through your plans for your specialdays with Wally – for example, on your one-year anniversary because it’shonestly the first time for you to ever been a relationship this long and youalso don’t think breaking up with Wally is even possible with how much youabsolutely love him.

Whichis why on your one-year anniversary, Wally is extremely floored with howgorgeous you look like and Alfred would later share the photos he took of thetwo of you together! Later on, he would also share these photos with you andWally always keeps his favourite with him – where the two of you are just staringat each other lovingly, without a care in the world.

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HC for having kids w/ Jason?

Do you ever just like see something and it is just like this was the moment I was born for

So Jason is initially very very insecure

The man who gave him his last name (I am reluctant to give that man the title father and sperm donor isn’t accurate) wasn’t much. He did have two very good examples of parenthood, but I feel like his dying and coming back skewed all of that. 

So all in all he feels like he won’t be a good dad

But then, he notices how nervous his s/o is, because being pregnant with a first bebe (I would imagine) is nerve wracking regardless of how you grew up

So he straps on his big boy pants and is there for his so

He feels so useless during labor

Probably cracks a joke or two before things actually get serious

In reality, his heart is breaking because the love of his life is in so much pain because of him

Then there is the bebe(s)

He feels so vulnerable of them (singular or plural) because he has never felt this strongly paternal before and he wants to protect his family from the world and its hardships

Will 300% get up in the middle of the night just to check on his bebe(s) like even if it they are quiet he just has this need to know his family is safe.

He will also get secretly teary eyed if Bruce and/or Alfred tell him they are proud of him and his little family

Totally a cuddly dad like just hold his bebe(s) whenever he can.

Teaches them to stick up for themselves and helps them with homework growing up

Overall he isn’t perfect, but he does his best to give his kids their best chance in life and to help them grow up to be the best versions of themselves (even if it doesn’t match up with what he might want/expect)

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The Batboys as Disney Princes

Dick: Flynn Rider  (flirty, hawt, charming, nice butt, sarcastic, has almost died several times, orphan, has a thing for a certain hair color, gets made fun of for his name, sneaky, hides feelings with humor)

Jason: Aladdin  (street rat, doesn’t listen to authority, protects kids, good at stealing things, witty, wore a vest, wound up hanging with rich people, feminist, strange friends) 

Tim: Eric  (pretty blue eyes, pure, isn’t fazed by weird stuff, heroic, my fave, always rich, depressed sometimes, has a British butler, doesn’t do what he’s told) 

Duke: Kristoff  (sarcastic, doesn’t get rich people, orphan, loner, has issues with authority, a realist, adopted by a super weird family, doesn’t know what’s going on most of the time) 

Damian: Beast  (cuddly, will fight everyone, no friends besides maybe two people, lonely, scary smiles, rude child, not a people person) 

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Accent

Request: If your requests are still open can you do a Damian x Reader imagine where she’s a distant relative of Alfred who lives in England and she came to Gotham to make a surprise for him during school vacations and when she saw Damian at the Manor is just love at first sight (for both). LOTS OF FLUFF! (+ points if he compliments her about her accent). Btw your blog is amazing and you are too!

Note: I hope you get the reference i put in the end from an older fic of mine

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“Oh bloody hell!” You squealed loudly the moment the enormous door of the Wayne Manor opened as you watched your suitcase’s wheel roll away from your sight. The sound though, of the door opening to welcome you in made your eyes avert to the person standing behind it. Your darling uncle in his usual butler costume standing proudly before you with a smile on his wrinkled face.

“Oh hello uncle!” You said and your face lit up, your mind soon forgetting about your old and raggy suitcase as you wrapped your arms around your uncle. “How have you been? I haven’t seen you in so many years”

With a pat on your back and a “very nice indeed” your uncle motioned you to break the hug and set your gaze to another person in the room.

“Master Damian-” Alfred started although was soon interrupted by the so called man.

“Got it Alfred I’ll carry her suitcases” Damian grunted and walked past you. His ignorance for your presence though got to you and it wasn’t long before you opened your mouth to speak.

“You can at least say hello Mr Wayne rudeness won’t get you anywhere”

“Don’t call me that!” Damian snapped and greeted his teeth at you. He still hadn’t laid eyes on your face but on the instant he did, he couldn’t take them off. There were hundreds of girls surrounding him at university, either begging for a date or simply his attention and even though he had tried to make a move on some of them that he liked, the moment he set his eyes on you he felt like he never wanted to look at any other female. Ever.

A wave of cold sweat run through you as your eyes locked with his emerald ones. They were dazzling and fierce. No magazine picture or huge poster could actually capture their glow and all the emotions they seemed to carry. In a weird and twisted way you were glad you had rotated him as much as to make him look at you with this intense stare.

Your stomach was taking quick turns as you stood there, so dumbfounded by his presence that you couldn’t move. It was your uncle that snapped you out of your daydream about your life with Damian all the while you stared deep in his eyes.

“(Y/n), let me lead you to your room, where master Damian can put all your stuff.”

With an empty nod you averted your gaze from Damian and onto your uncle. It felt as if he was taking a part from you, something you needed in order to breath and survive.

Even Damian felt as if the electricity that run through his body while you two had locked your gazes was burning him from the absence of your gaze. It had suddenly became essential to him. Good thing you were going to be here all summer until he started his new semester.

Damian proceeded to follow you and Alfred upstairs, even though he was quickly stopped by Tim.

“That some hot as hell accent right?”

“You stay the fuck away Drake. Or this time I’ll nom nom you for real”

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They said the age of heroes would never come again. It has to.

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It’s hardly news that Jason gets angry. It’s not surprising that when Jason gets angry he rants. However, when Jason gets really, really angry he is known to slip into different languages. If following an angry rant which switches from two or more languages isn’t hard enough?

Sometimes, when Jason gets to that point where rage is all he knows? It’s not just the rants that are multilingual. Oh no. When Jason hits Armageddon angry? His sentences become a jumbled up mess of different languages that leave anyone whose trying to understand him completely baffled.

All except one person, Bruce. He is by no means as talented a linguist as Jason but he has always been able to follow Jason’s rants. Only Bruce understands him when his sentences fail to choose a language and stick to it.

It has been known for Bruce to receive a desperate phone call off a very frustrated Roy at stupid o'clock in the morning.

‘Hey Bruce *background yelling* long story short can you please tell me what the fuck I’ve done? I have so far picked up Spanish, French, Arabic and I think some of it is Finnish?’

Bruce dutifully always listens with a weary sigh because he is so done, before giving his verdict.

‘You put the milk in the fridge the wrong way.’ ‘What? Bruce are you sure?’ 'Please Roy, just go and put the milk in the fridge the right way so we can all get some sleep.’

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Could you tag me in your batmom series? Pls

Yes of course! Will add as soon as I do my next part :)

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Jason is secretly an amazing singer, but nobody except for Alfred, Roy, and his mother (or at least she used to) knows about it. That is until one day Cass was walking through the manor and happened to pass Jason’s room. She stopped when she heard a muffled noise coming from his bathroom, one that sounded oddly melodic. She let herself into his room and listened against the door to his ajoined bathroom. Aside from the loud sound of the shower spray, she could hear Jason actually singing, something she’d never heard before. He was belting out Demi Lovato’s Skyscraper, and it was so soulful and emotional that she was taken aback by it. She quickly left the room and grabbed Tim from where he was lounging on the couch, tugging him by the arm to Jason’s bathroom. When they got there, he too heard Jason’s beautiful singing, and he was just as shocked as Cass was. Before long they’d invited everyone else in the manor to listen, and they were all were shoving past each other in an effort to get closer to the door and listen to Jason’s incredible singing. By the time he started a rendition of Rachel Platten’s Fight Song, Dick, Stephanie, and Barbara were full on sobbing, and even Damian was choking back tears. Bruce was especially moved, though he didn’t show it of course. But nobody missed the silent tears on his face. 

Jason soon finished his shower and the music ended, but no one left. A few minutes later Jason emerged from the bathroom, towel wrapped around his waist and humming quietly, only to find his entire family crowded around the doorway and sobbing in a heap on the carpet. He walked away awkwardly, not understanding what their deal was, leaving his family to ugly cry all over his floor.   

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Okay, let’s just imagine... Jason Todd with an undercut...

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Batfamily in Grayson #12

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Having a baby with Jaime would include:

- Him being over protective of both you and the baby

- Coming home to him asleep with the baby on his chest

- Waking up to him making breakfast while holding the baby

- Bart being the godfather (or uncle) of the baby.

-“Hey Bart (Y/N) and I have been talking and we were hoping that you could be the godfather for the baby.”

“Finally! I am going to be the baby’s favorite person in the world”

- When ever you and Jaime have to go for a mission, Me’gan would try and convince you to let her look after it

- Everyone on the team and the Justice league being in love with your baby.

-”His mum being so proud of the both of you

-The scarab being overly found of it

-Jaime being the perfect father.

-”How are you so good at this Jaime”

“The scarab helps a lot”

- Jaime being head over heels for both you and the baby.

- When someone asks we both of you are still on the team you both say it’s to give your baby a better future 

-”Hey can I tell you something (Y/N)?”

“Sure babe.”

“We did good.”

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Roy cheating on his s/o

Shout out to @speedypan for the idea!

warning: drinking and heartache

- This loyal as can be boy did it most likely due to drinking and they had a fight the night before.

- One drunken decision later and well he woke up next to a stranger.

- Immediate panic. Like should he tell his s/o or not. He just can’t keep something this big hidden.

- He is afraid that they will think he did it due to their fight. He knew he shouldn’t have gone drinking after a fight.

- Telling them was the hardest thing he ever had to do.

- He just couldn’t see them cry and know that their heart ache was his fault. It was the worst hell this man ever experienced.

- He tells them to yell at him or something. Just silently crying is not something he can deal with.

- Being told to leave is the only sound he gets to hear.

- Walking aimlessly through the streets figuring out what to do. Booze is out of the question since that is what landed him in trouble to begin with.

- His mind becomes his own worse enemy. All he can think about is how he lost one of the greatest things to happen to him.

- Like he never knew how they could love him, yet they were always there for him. Now he let them down in the worst way possible.

- Going to Jason’s and just crashing on his couch. Kori and Jason finally get him to say what is wrong.

- Living on Jason’s couch. Too scared to call his s/o. What if they hate him and never want to talk to him.

- Finally two weeks later getting a call from the number.

- Getting told to get away from the booze and that they have a lot of work to do. Giving him another chance but being told that they still will not trust Roy for awhile if at all.

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Aspen Day 9

OC Writing Challenge Day 9 - @dc-comics-imagines

Prompt: “I’m totally not calling you to tell you I slipped in the bathroom and that I think I broke my leg I’m dying. And totally because I don’t need any help..But come quickly because I love you” AU

Notes: after much discussion, I completely turned this prompt on its head. It’s very different but I really loved the way it turned out. I’m going out of order because I love this one that much ~ K

Tags: @litbatboys @royslittleharper @the-singing-canary

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At this point, she was gasping for breaths that were short and ragged, from the bullets that had pierced her. Aspen had found herself at the wrong place at the wrong time; she really wasn’t planning to be caught out in the middle of a drug deal. Rather she had just wanted to cut through the alley for a shortcut to get to work. Aspen could feel the crimson blood seeping through her clothes and collecting in a puddle underneath her body. There were three. The first entered her upper thigh, surely lodged there, then her gut, and finally her shoulder. They hadn’t stopped to look at who they were opening fire at but simply did so immediately after hearing the approaching footsteps and then ran for the hills.

In last-ditch efforts to talk to a loved one, she wiggled her phone out of her bag laid next to her. Sliding her phone open, Aspen took deep breaths in order to calm down the heaving of her chest. She quickly dialed the number of the person that she wanted to hear the most from and prayed to whoever was out there that he would pick up.

“Aspen?” Dick answered. “What’s up babe?”

“Hey Dick,” she whispered, steadying her voice and holding back tears.

“Are you okay? You sound quiet.”

“Yeah yeah I’m fine babe, I just really wanted to hear your voice.”

“Aw, you’re cute. Sorry I had to leave early this morning.”

“No, you’re fine. Although I did slip in the shower and almost broke my leg this morning,” she laughed lightly, trying to draw her attention away from the pain. She would’ve been better off had she actually broken her leg that morning. 

“Of course you did,” he replied laughing.

“What can I say? A bit of a clutz huh?”

“Question shouldn’t you be at work?”

“Uhhh…I’m not feeling very well babe.”

“Do I need to go home? Because someone else can cover my shift for sure,” he said worriedly.

“No!” Aspen said a bit too quickly causing her to wince from the pain.

Slowly but surely Aspen could feel the life being drained from out of her. Her eyes were starting to droop and she had tuned out the sound of his voice for a little bit as she focused on holding on for just a little while longer. Her efforts were futile, but she’d be damned if she didn’t get to tell him how much he meant to her one last time.

“Hey Dick, I love you okay? And no matter what happens I will always love you.”

“Babe, you’re scaring me what’s going on?”

“Be good. Spend more time with your brothers and friends. Take care of Athena for me. Don’t be so stressed. Be happy.”

“Aspen! What are you talking about? What are you trying to say?”

“I love you, more than you could even imagine, but I have to go now,” she whispered into the phone before closing the call, leaving him in a state of shock on the other end.

With a smile on her face, she began to shut her eyes ever so slightly. She flashed back to all her best memories and all the best people in her life. Athena. Diana. Bruce. Jason. Damian. Time. Wally. Artemis. Zatanna. M’gann. Connor. Dick.

Her eyelids were getting heavier and heavier, black spots danced in her vision as with each blink it grew harder and harder to open her eyes again. Aspen could hear footsteps barreling down the alleyway, but whoever it was would not be able to reach her quick enough. And she finally closed her eyes and with the last blink, the last bits of air left her lungs.