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I have sooo many thoughts about Love of my life, but that story didn’t have any of the attention I wanted it to have so probably that’s going to stay in just a one-shot

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Frozen chocolate

What if the Batfam got another version of their spidey?

Content you’ll see here: neglected!reader, yandere!Batfam, spidey!reader, female!reader, mentions of death, ATSV x DC

English it’s not my first language, so please be patient

A sunny day where you would walk home, but this time is a Thursday so you have a job to do

Your backpack jumped on your shoulder as you approached the old apartment, fixing your clothes you knocked the door in a weird rhythm making the person behind it run to open it for you

— My dear student! You are here — The man, white hair and big glasses welcomed you to the room, this person was Jacob Hearth or how you call him

— I’ll never miss a Thursday with you, Mr. Snow — the man chuckled at your words enjoying the little nickname you gave him

This man, you chemistry teacher and also your boss, not like it was a real job because you only go on Thursdays but he does give you some money when you help him with his experiments

Mr. Snow wasn’t a scientist from Alchemax or a big company, he only works from himself and no one, actually, he does because no one cared about his experiments about snow

That’s why he’s Mr. Snow.

You admired this man, he was a genius trapped in a boring full time job and he saw the light on you, you never wanted to be a scientist but you enjoyed the experiments

And with the money he pays you, it’s enough to pay the utilities from the theatre you act for

— Take a look of this, my dear student, this is the multiverse — he activated an hologram

Everything went dark, red webs with shinny stars all over them adorned the walls

It was… amazing.

— I think they look like snowflakes, what do you think, dear? — these eyes behind the glasses, always looking at you not with pity but with admiration because this man never saw you as an inferior but as an equal

Maybe that’s why the final thing you saw were his eyes.

You opened your eyes in a rush, your body sweating in the dark of your room like you just ran one hundred miles

There wasn’t something around you, yeah, it’s the room from your self on this universe but it means nothing.

It was quite often, the way you’ll dream about your dimension and not wanting to wake up because that means it isn’t there anymore, you had a life, a future if you are brave enough to say it

And it was all gone, because your first father figure and you decided to get brave and touch what you shouldn’t

It is your fault, no one tells you that but it is, you grew impatient when Miguel approached you with this idea of the multiverse being real

You wanted more, and you passed this idea for Mr.Snow

He never wanted more, he wanted to appreciate the small things on the world and just know why they’re like it

You twisted his ideas, just because you wanted to see how much you can take.

You curled hugging your knees, for a huge house it is quiet

The you from this dimension was this lonely? Did she wake up from nightmares and no one was there to tell her it was just a nightmare? It is weird, weird to think about a you who didn’t have person that loved her

No one to wipe her tears when she was scared of just living, she didn’t have any hobbies, not because she didn’t wanted to but because she was afraid her sibling would want her less

They never did, actually.

She would love your dimension, she wouldn’t do anything else just enjoy what she had

— Did you know… what love really meant? — a small whisper hides on the room corners, no one heard you but at the same time everyone did.

Wiping the stray tears on your tears you got up, 4 am, you’re sure she never woke up this early

You can’t sleep anymore.

Moving through the halls with small steps, no one is awake for you to talk and forget about your dream or your thoughts

Your eyes catch the sight of a family portrait, a girl with your face looks at the camera with her eyes out of life

She looks like she doesn’t belong there, everyone is smiling even Bruce, and she’s there looking like she was dead in life

Maybe, when she died, just maybe, maybe she felt free for the first time

There is no point to think about what happened, you can’t bring her back to ask her why she looked that sad

— We should take another one — You jumped, the person at your side, Bruce Wayne or your father

He was in his sleeping clothes, his eyes locked on her face like analyzing whatever she felt in that moment

— You look different, dear — a rush of emotion ran through your spine, this man, the one who ignored her all her life like she didn’t mean something

Like she wasn’t worthy of his attention

He acts like he knows how she was, like he could tell she’s not the same anymore

— I’m just tired, Bruce — his fist clenched, you took a glance of it

Is Bruce a bad thing to call him? You don’t know why, you can pretend to be the sweetest girl to have everyone’s attention but not with him

He never came when you were little, he never cared enough to look for you and when destiny brought him his only blood daughter he chose to ignore her

He doesn’t care about you in any universe

— Let me take you back to bed, you need to have at least eight hours of sleep — you need to take care of your feelings, you know she’ll love to have her father attention

But your mind is spinning, spinning with rage because he wouldn’t care about both of us if you-

Something in your head clicked, you didn’t do anything to catch his attention

Not like you did to Dick, not like you did to Alfred

Is he doing it because he feels like it? He cares about the you from this universe? Did you judge him wrong?

Caring about her but not having the opportunity to show it, your mind quickly looked through the pages of diary you read two nights ago

“He looked at me like he pity my own existence”

No, it can’t be

“He never has time, never looked at me when I tried to talk to him”

He can’t care about her, he never showed it to her, she ignored her every day she lived in this lonely manor with no one to hold her when she felt the rejection of every person

“He tried to talk to me, or at least that’s why I thought but I was so mad to look at him”

He cared about her.

Your body moved by its own, you didn’t notice when your arms wrapped around his frame

He care about her, even if he was busy to not spend time together he cared about her

Why he didn’t care about you?

— Can we.. get chocolate milk first? — You whispered, the rage was still making you shiver but no anymore about how he ignored both of you

How he ignored you and chose her

Legacy is all you left behind when you die, every father of America left a legacy behind and now they are on history books.

You never cared about them before this, you always thought a legacy was something for egocentric people and their chest filled with pride

But now, sitting on the big couch of your father’s office while drinking a cup of chocolate milk and a blanket on your lap

You think about it, you’re Spiderwoman, you thought it was enough to make you unforgettable when you die

She didn’t have that, she had a whole future in front of her but she lost everything when she died

There is no point of thinking what could have been, you thought she didn’t have anyone to relay on but now you realized she was drowning in rage and pain to see her father.

His pen wrote something on his papers looking at you, his plan was to take you back to bed but you couldn’t sleep so he just brought you to his office to keep him company until the sun rises and you have to leave for school

She never had this chance, you’re not blaming her because you felt the same she felt all her life

The rage, the pain, and the feeling of not being worthy of his attention

You’re jealous, jealous of what she could have only if she stayed enough for the canon to change the story for her.

— If I knew you loved chocolate milk this much I would buy you everyone on the market — he joked, even his laugh is too elegant

You believe him, your younger brother had a zoo only because he wanted one, buying chocolate milk is nothing at its side

He is a lovely parent, you still don’t know what made him be so far away from you, whatever it was it wasn’t a problem for him to bond with his children beside you

You want to ask, you need to ask, you can’t

Your throat is dry, dry even if you take a big sip of your milk, suddenly it feels too sweet like it could get on your throat and make you cough

— Bruce do you- — you heard him groan making you stop

— What happened with calling me dad? — ah, sure, she did call him dad

For you it’s weird, you don’t see him as a father figure even if you have the ability to see every man who gives you attention as one

Mr.Snow never let you call him dad, he told you to respect your real dad

Miguel won’t handle it, you never called him dad because you know how it would break him

So, the word has a big meaning you saved for someone who gave something for you birth, for someone who loved you the first second you touched this word

— I’m sorry, dad — everything felt heavier, he is smiling, for him his whole world changed back to being heaven

But for you? You feel like you failed to someone.

Beep! Beep!

Shit, you covered the screen of you watch making sure Bruce couldn’t see it

Someone, probably the anomaly, triggered the spider you left on that alley and god it was a bad time to do it

— Is that your alarm? — You checked the clock on the wall, 5 am, yeah it is a good time to wake up even if you don’t

You take a deep breath, fixing your acting

— Yeah, sorry, it’s connected to my phone and I forgot to turn it off — you smiled trying to push it aside

He raised an eyebrow, not very sure of what you are saying but he had to believe you

— Before you go, I wanted to talk about something — damn, did the you from this dimension had a big conversation before leaving this world?

Was she mad? Was she sad? There was nothing on her diary for you to read and take it as a note to act

— Alfred told me you planned to leave this manor once you turn eighteen — that little snitch

— It’s just… I need to go to a good college so I- — He stood up

Suddenly, his hole body seemed darker and huge like it was a wall

Your hand moved to check if your web shooter was on your wrist, you don’t know why

His hand touched your shoulder, kneeling in front of you as he looked at your eyes like you just said you wanted to die

— If the problem is the location we can get you a good apartment but it has to be one of Wayne enterprises’ —

Damn your whole body felt cold

You can take it, being away and having the opportunity disappear

— I thought about going to Brooklyn —

Everything stopped, you could only hear the clock on the wall marking the seconds

He wasn’t breathing, no, you could hear it if he was

In a moment, his hole expression changed making you shiver, a dark look on his eyes as he grabbed your shoulders with more strength

Does he was this strong? You never looked at his arms, you thought he only did exercise to look good

— I think you need to think more about it, get ready to school, pumpkin —

You don’t know why, but you heard his words.

5:30 am

You’re heading to the alley with your mask on, a big hoodie covering it in case your path get blocked by a vigilante.

When you arrived, you had to hug your body to deal with the cold

Cold?

Everything was trapped in ice, the spider device was completely frozen beating in a drown sound

Poor thing, must done everything it could to make you know about it

Was it.. uh, what was his name? That doctor who has a name similar to ice

But your spider decide wouldn’t activate with someone from that world, it has to be a different thing

A villain with similar powers, but this is an anomaly

God how you hate it! You can’t take the device to look for the recording, god it is so bad

— Lyla, look for anomalies — You mumbled, the small hologram appeared next to you using a light to analyze the alley

— This is definitely an anomaly problem — She said showing you her results

95% matches with universe 45-1

— Wait, that’s my universe code — Lyla looked at you with wide eyes, your hands moved to see all the data

There wasn’t a villain with ice powers, you would remember it because Mr. Snow will always talk about it and how amazing it was

Was it a new one? A new one you had to fight before that happened?

How would it come to this universe? Your mind started to spin thinking of something

A villain from your universe

She died because of it

A villain with ice powers

There is always a Spider-Man for every universe

There is always a Spider-Man for every universe? Your head clicked looking at Lyla

— I have to contact Miguel— You immediately said tapping your watch to call him

She looked scared trying to do something for you, this thing is too much for you to handle and even if she tries to help you

She can’t.

— You must have been bleeding your guts out to- oh, it’s you — Miguel smiled, a soft one you wouldn’t waste to make fun of but now you don’t have the time for it

— This is my fault! — You quickly screamed taking off your mask, it didn’t matter if someone looked at you

Nothing else mattered when this was happening

— There is a villain from my universe here! I don’t know how but- but he’s here! — you don’t know the details, you don’t need to know it because you had everything you needed

A person who knew your real identity, and someone who was close to ice things

Mr. Snow, the last person you saw before everything turned black and Miguel came to take you out of there

— Joder.. I’ll check that, but meanwhile try to stop it with everything you can — he sighed pinching the skin between his eyes

The transmission was shut down, and you had to look at your hands like they were covered in blood

They were, god they were but this time it feels way worse

Wait, why did you dreamed with him and suddenly he is the anomaly?

Are you.. connected?

After everything you’ve done, you don’t only caused the death of millions of people but also the life of a you who had nothing but pure pain

Not only she died alone, she died because of your own stupidity

You caused the death of someone who could have everything but didn’t because of you

The worst of all, Mr. Snow, the person you most admired lost his own mind because of you

What could be another reason? He wasn’t a bad guy, he condemns every crime no matter what and he is a criminal now?

That man, the one who helped you when you wandered through the streets to find a job to make your dreams come true

You broke his mind, a big trauma you caused by destroying your universe

— I’m a killer — you whispered, hands on your head as you took the mask off, your legs didn’t have the enough strength to keep you standing so you fell to your knees

It felt horrible for you to have it on, like you couldn’t breath anymore

Maybe all the sins came to you when everything come to your heart, you always knew you killed a lot of people but never thought about what it makes you

Millions, no, more if you are talking about your whole planet

You killed more people than you’ll ever met, and you still dared to call yourself a hero

Suddenly your hands feel dirty, suddenly your body felt like you were drinking blood

Suddenly you started throwing up every drop of chocolate milk you drank on the morning, and even if it was brown you could swear it looked red

Almost maroon like dry blood

— I’m a killer, oh dear god I am a killer — you choked on your own vomit

Damn how bad it feels, your shoulders feel heavier at the thought of how many lifes you took

The tears are too much for you to see but there is someone looking at you from the enter of the alley

You hear Lyla go away, you hear their footsteps and how they knelt

— Are you okay, love? — his hand wrapped on a black glove held your chin making you look up

A white streak on his hair making you remember all the pages you read about him

Jason Todd, your father worst mistake and also the only person who cared enough to not send you hate messages

Also, the man who left you to rot when he got back to life

— What are you doing here? — His questions made your head spin, so many thoughts you don’t dare to say out loud

But you fell into his arms, he hugged you tightly in surprise

He didn’t need any more words, not when he was seeing an alley covered in ice and..

The bult on the back where you couldn’t see it, the friend you first talked when you got to this dimension

You didn’t notice, but if you did you would look worse than that

Jason doesn’t know it, but he cares enough to asume it

Tbh, not my best work buuut this is a slow story so you gotta see all the parts :)

I know it looks like a lot of concepts sticking together with glue and shinny stuff but I know what I’m doing

Comments and repost are appreciated!

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So! I’m writing oc (original character) stuff, do you want it to be in a different blog or in this one?

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Whenever you don’t see me posting something, think about a raccoon crying with Jaybin moments playing behind it, that’s me, hi, I’m a loser who still feels bad about his dead

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Holy shit, you really loved my dumb stories! I’m so happy right now, thank you to everyone! I never thought my crazy ass would make stories someone else would like, anyways! I’m so happy

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Love of my life

What if Jason left something to be remember?

Content you’ll see here: weird timeline, separate stories from the comics, female!reader, mentions of death, mentions of pregnancy

English it’s not my first language so pelase be patient

It all started as childhood sweethearts, you were the daughter of a Bruce’s friend, one who always stayed at the manor and he was just his adoptive kid who would come out of his bedroom to play with the new girl

Until it started being a real friendship, Jason begged Bruce to be on your same school and when you were in the same class he was finally able to be with you all the time

By the end of middle school, you were already a thing, an innocent relation that moved to be something else

Jason loved you, he did since he saw you for the first time and all always will

You were the first person who knew his identity as Robin, you loved him, he could be him.

Everyone knew about your relation, there wasn’t a point of hiding it when Jason would carry your backpack and lead you to your next class and back in the Wayne manor you would always come home with him

Bruce liked that idea, a reason for Jason to be good and behave and for you father? He would accept it only because it would unify their companies.

It was a thing you loved, until it was over

When Jason died, all your life stopped like some kind of movie

You didn’t go out of bed, you didn’t eat, just drowning in your own tears like it could bring him back

It hurts you, every damn time

But you had to get up, you had to when suddenly your body started to feel nauseous, when your body ached for food more than anything and when you were throwing up nothing but your own saliva

You realized.

You always thought about having a life with Jason, probably once he retires from being Robin, the life you dreamed was one where you would adopt kids from the crime alley, live in a house on the woods and grow old

So, when you looked at the mirror admiring how your belly started to grow, life on it

You knew it, there was something Jason left for you to remember

It was an accident, you didn’t plan on getting a teen pregnancy but you can’t look mad about it, even you father found it amazing

The best came when you had to tell Bruce, his eyes red from crying shined the second you told him the news

If a man can cry when they don’t have any more tears left, that’s Bruce, because he felt into his knees hugging your abdomen like your life depended on it.

The next months you stayed in the Wayne manor, Bruce told you father since Jason can’t take responsibility he can and that means you’ll stay there until the pregnancy is over

He didn’t mind, because his company started growing since Wayne industries started working with them, a win-win.

Until the pregnancy was over, a kid with your eyes but with Jason’s face

Everyone loved him, your little child came to make everyone’s life shine bright like Jason sent him to make their pain go away, it didn’t, but they had to be strong for the little kid.

When the kid turned five you decided to leave Gotham, you love your city but Gotham isn’t a place for a kid to live, not when your family became wealthy enough to have bodyguards every place they went to

Five years after Jason’s death, you left everything behind

Jason hides small places because they remind him of the coffin he woke up in, he doesn’t like dirt on his nails because it reminds him the way he had to crawl outside of the hole he was trapped in.

There’s a lot of things he started to hate when he came back to life, he won’t tell he hates his family because that’s a lie, even if he fights Bruce he loves him

And a thing he loves, the girl that left town after his death like Gotham didn’t matter if he wasn’t on it, he never blame her for it, it’s Gotham after all

It’s too dangerous for a woman like her to live, he is almost happy to know she’s not here anymore, a small part of him cries at the thought but that’s the best.

That leads us here

— I heard (Reader) is coming back for the fifteen year anniversary celebration — Tim said, his fingers typing on the keyboard without looking up

Dick hummed, Jason was looking at Tim like he just said a big slur

— it’s been fifteen years already? Damn I’m old — He chuckled, Jason looked even more confused

Ah, right, your father’s company has a deal with Wayne’s

You coming back was a thing he would appreciate in silence, the opportunity to see you from the shadows and worship like some kind of goddess

His family looked like they didn’t care, Jason had to suppress his need to ask where you are staying just to see how you’ve been

You sure are a beautiful woman now, even if your young features aren’t there anymore you are going to be the gorgeous woman he will ever see

He left the room, he couldn’t hear the conversation between Damian and the rest of them

— When are we telling him? — the youngest questioned, his eyebrow raising as he looked for an answer

— Tell him what? — Dick tried to play it off

— That he was a son —

Immediately everyone got silent, Damian never had the chance to meet the little boy and that makes them all wonder how does he know

Probably a question they’ll never get an answer for.

— You know what B said, let them have their life without the Gotham shit —

A response Damian didn’t like, he hates when someone hides information from him and he certainly hides when he has something to do with that information, it isn’t a surprise he doesn’t like something like that for his league of assassins’ brother

He gets it the first years he came back, when the Lazarus pit’s madness was enough to make him forget who his loved ones were he wouldn’t complain about leaving such a big stimulation aside but now? He needs to know.

It was slow the way he enters the room, his hands behind his back as he sees Jason fixing something on the Batmobile, no one asked him to do it but he feels the right to do it.

Jason, a person who was always on guard heard his footsteps even if they were the most silent they could be

— Sorry little demon, I can’t train with you right now — He mumbled, his hands moving to take out a tire

Damian hummed making sure Jason knew he heard him, and his plan began

— I have information for you — Jason looked at him, just a simple glance noticing the way his eyes shined

A juicy one, god how he knows how to read that little demon, he’s still not sure if he wants to know

Maybe it’s just gossip, maybe something his siblings did and no one told him, but he sees it, how he can guess it’ll be a fight and he’s not on the mood for that

— I’ll pass —

— You’ll find this.. familiar — damn kid, he knows how to make him crave for information

He turned, his arms crossing against his chest as he looked at the young bat, he’s listening

— You have a child — he lets out a big snort, his cheeks turning red by the heat of the moment

He knows Damian says weird stuff all the time, and this is the worst he ever said

— I’m sorry kid, but I’ve only fucked with your mom and a girl who isn’t here — he turned to keep minding his business, Damian grumbled making Jason smile

He can guess how Damian is so mad for having the information wrong, that little demon doesn’t like when someone scams him, he would like to see-

— Does the name Jackson change your mind? — Jason world suddenly stopped

— Seriously Jay? — a girl laugh made his body feel in heaven, he was actually, only for his brain to know it because that sweet girl was on his arms.

— What? Jackson is a good name for a boy — He chuckled, his world getting better in every chuckle

— Im pretty sure Jackson is a last name — she looked like the way Jason talked about it was a dumb joke

— I like it, so, sorry our future kid will be named Jackson — he received a small slap on his

He doesn’t know why a memory that used to make him so happy now makes his heart ache, he can’t deny it, the only person who knew about his idea of naming a kid that way and the only person he slept with (even if he tells Damian otherwise) is that woman who makes his heart beat

— You should ask father about it — and that little demon left, his hands on his back like he didn’t just say a big thing.

Jason world was spinning, like everything just changed

He had a son? He can’t blame (Reader) for not telling him, she doesn’t even know he’s alive but Bruce? He knows, he can’t be working with her father and not know.

He looked at the batcomputer, no one was there to know he is doing something

And he found himself sitting down on the chair, he found himself typing her name

(Reader) Williams, daughter of Matthew Williams and mother of Jackson Peter Todd-Williams, her pregnancy was a scandal on the media and he can guess how hard it was for her

And she gave him his last name, his kid had his last name but he feels bad for not reading (Reader) Todd.

He can imagine it, a small kid with his eyes and her gorgeous face

Wait a second, how old is his kid?

Even if he tried, there is no pictures of him, like a sacred symbol he won’t be able to see if it isn’t with his own eyes, he gets it, the kid doesn’t have a media persona so he can grow without worrying about it

He sighed, there is no info of him.

— Jackson… — He mumbled reading the first article about her and his kid

Fifteen years ago.. fifteen years ago?!

His world started spinning again, does that mean he is a teenager? How long has he been away? He’s thirty, of course he didn’t plan to see a small kid but a teen?

He lost his first everything! He can feel himself groaning at the thought.

— Are you.. coming back to Gotham this weekend? — His finger caress the photo of his ex girlfriend

An old photo from her young ages, she’s already thirty like him but he can’t but feel enamored from his girl

— Love, don’t worry, I’ll take care of you and our beautiful child —

His heart aches, no, he yearns to see the love of his life again and even if he planned to be out of her life for her own safety

He can’t help how his body wants her back, the love of his life who didn’t changed even if he died

His one and only, the mother of his child

He can’t wait anymore.

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Thinking about doing some stories for an oc, probably in a different blog but the idea is there

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I love writing Yandere!tim, yeah everyone could be a yandere, but no one as crazy as my man, srsly, I get so much fun writing his obsessive ass being a stalker because well, he is on the comics you just didn’t appreciate it enough

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Back in town

What if the Batfam got another version of their spidey?

Content you’ll see here: neglected!reader, yandere!Batfam, spidey!reader, female!reader, mentions of death, ATSV x DC

English it’s not my first language, so please be patient

You are spider woman, you’ve been a spider for two years and even when things go hard you make it worth over and over again

That was always your best power, you won’t gave up easily even if the things go hard, so when a spider person appeared to ask you to join his team you were excited.

You lost your universe because of that.

Homeless, you keep living in Miguel’s dimension, he kinda feels guilty about loosing your home like he did something for you to be in this position, he didn’t

But this was your only home now, even if his guard is up not letting himself be seen as something more than a boss, that men sees you as a daughter and you see him as a father

You never had one, actually, you and your mother were by your own not caring about a male figure who could give you comfort or something like that.

So you clenched into that man like your life depended on it

He keeps acting like he doesn’t care, he does

Maybe that’s why you stopped going on dangerous missions

You lived there like nothing happened, missing your mother and the city you used to protect with your life but there was nothing for you to do, only pretend like you were born there.

And that surprisingly lead you to this moment, the moment where you were walking to find Miguel on his “office” if you can call it that.

You took a deep breath hearing how he was humming a song you don’t know, it’s weird to see him acting that way but sure it’s a thing you should appreciate

— Miguel — You spoke, his humming stopped and he looked down to you, the platform going down slowly.

The way he looked at you showed how he is struggling to find the words, a very rare thing to see from him

He walked to you, his hands wrapping around his waist

— I need to send you on a mission — He said in a sigh, like it was a hard thing to say

— I’ll do it, big man! By why would you not just tell Lyla to tell me? — you chuckled imitating his pose

That sent a weird expression to Miguel’s face.

— There is an anomaly in a dimension without Spider-Man —

You swallowed, that type of missions are the toughest but why would he send you and not someone like Jess to do it?

And he wouldn’t send you to do something if you don’t have a reason to do it.

— What’s the catch? — he bites his cheek, the skin tearing by the way his fangs got into it

— There’s a you in this dimension, she was suppose to be Spider-Woman but she died —

Damn that was tough, you looked down thinking about it

A you that died, but your world kept going without you or maybe it wasn’t, if Miguel is giving you this mission probably is because it’ll give you the chance to save a dimension

Like you didn’t to yours.

Taking a deep breath you took his hand

— I’ll do it, it would be just a flash and I’ll be back — that surprisingly set a smile on his face

He ruffled your hair making you laugh and try to pull him away

— I’ll get going now, see you soon —

You tapped your clock, a portal opening as you crossed it.

And everything felt familiar, you were send to a restroom in a school and you can see it as your old dimension

Different, the colors are darker like you could just hide on the shadows not matter the colors you were wearing.

You checked yourself in the mirror, you’re using an uniform

Is this… Gotham Academy? Damn, the you from this dimension lived at Gotham? You are not surprised she died

And that makes you wonder, Miguel didn’t tell you to hide your identity, that means the corpse hasn’t been found

Your other you is probably there, alone in a dark place waiting for someone to care enough to look for her

Anyways, you patted your cheeks leaving the restroom

There was a smile on your face, clinging into the backpack on your shoulder while trying to look from there

— (Reader)! I was looking for you! — a pair of arms hugged you leading you to your classroom.

The chat was something trivial, luckily, your friends talks too much for you to not say anything out of line and keeping some information for yourself

First, the you on this dimension likes chocolate milk, it isn’t something you’ll drink in your nowadays but damn! You drank just a sip and you can guess why she loved this milk

In your dimension, on Brooklyn, you wouldn’t look at the milk boxes because they would be filled with expired milk, you can feel yourself shiver at the memory.

The day at your new school wasn’t something bad, it does have a proper education and you guess it’s because your family is wealthy enough to pay a good education

Speaking of which, you are dying to have this day done so you’ll get back to your mother! She isn’t your mother, but she would be the mother from this version

Probably she didn’t die in that accident, if you’re wealthy enough to afford this school she wouldn’t be working in a gross street with crime all over it.

And the day was over, you left the school with your friend by your side

— Are you walking home again? Damn, Mr. Wayne doesn’t care about your well-being —

What?

Mr. Wayne? THE Bruce Wayne? Your mother married Bruce Wayne on this universe? What a surprise! And damn good! Not even Bruce Wayne could look away from your mother

— Nah, I prefer walking — you smiled at him, leaving him behind.

Now, Where is the Wayne manor? You looked on your backpack looking for a phone but there wasn’t

Doesn’t she have a phone? That’s a thing you’ll tell Mr. Wayne to give you! Now you think about it, you know he has a problem with adopting kids but everyone left him after turning eighteen

Not even his youngest, the one from that failed marriage with the Al ghul’s daughter cared enough to stay and he was just fourteen.

He is going to be a good dad right? Sure he is, he would probably spoil you every day to gain some love for you.

Typing something on your watch you rushed to press a device on an alley, the little spider bot crawling to hide on a safe place

— Lyla, are you here? — You whispered and the hologram showed at your side

— What is it? — she changed her appearance, a shirt with “I love Gotham” on it

— Can you… could you please look where the Wayne manor is? —

You’re helpless, you sure are.

You entered the manor with slow movements, it’s quite late and you are sure your new step father would be mad about it

You don’t want your first memory with him being scolded, that would be so wrong and bad at the same time

Maybe you could stick yourself on the ceiling and go to your room, wait, no, if there is no Spider-Man here that means there is not canon for you to do your usual things and don’t get caught

Damn you have to walk, and the stairs are just in front of the dinner room where you can hear voices.

Taking a deep breath you prepare yourself, you walked to the stairs

— Miss (Reader)! — it was worth the shot.

— I thought you didn’t attend school, I’m sorry for not picking you up, come here, let’s eat lunch — the butler, an old man took your arm leading you to the table

The chat between everyone ended, they all looked at you like you didn’t belong

That… that isn’t a thing for a loved child to experience.

You sat down, next to an empty seat probably for you mother, she would be so mad when she sees how everyone is looking at you

The butler sets a plate in front of you with food, it was onions on it

You hate onions.

Probably the you from this universe doesn’t mind them, there is no way anyone would make you eat it if you don’t like it

The chats start again like you aren’t eating there, now it feels weird

Is this family the classical evil one from those fairy tales? You are sure in there the step mother is the villain, but Bruce Wayne doesn’t look like a bad person

And suddenly everything clicks.

Your friend complaining about Bruce not caring about your well being, the butler not knowing if you attended school and.. the reason your body hasn’t been found

No one looked for you.

No one care enough about you

So that’s the catch, the you from this dimension is a no one beside your family, they don’t care about you.

You feel bad about her, you sure do, she died and at the last second maybe she thought her family would care about her but there you are, taking her place

But it feels off, you know every Spider-Man has someone for them to rely when they feel bad or someone for them to look up

Was she really this lonely?

Ah, for her it must be this butler

The one who dragged you to the room even if no one wants you there

Probably this man is the only one who cares about you, there only one who would cry when he finds out you are dead.

You rushed to eat, you need to leave this place quickly

— Miss (Reader) be careful, you are going to chock — you didn’t listen, instead you picked up your plate even if the butler looked like he was about to take it from you

And..

You hugged him, tightly

— Thank you, thank you for everything —

You’re sure he would feel bad about not saying goodbye, probably he would think he had to do more for you even a little more

The feeling of having the chance to do something but being unable, you know it, you are not her, and yet this man needs a way to say goodbye.

You left the room running upstairs, you could only hear a voice

— Isn’t she acting weird? —

Let’s get back to you, you followed your intuition to where your room is supposed to be

It happens to be a place filled with spiderwebs and dust, a place you wouldn’t expect you to sleep and see as a safe place.

Opening the door you realize, you are the protagonist of a weird story where Bruce Wayne is the evil stepfather and his kids the villains

It’s too small, small for a whole manor where at least five people live at

— There used to be posters — You whispered touching the small pieces of masking tape left on the walls

You can see a piece of paper left on the floor like it was just teared off

And… in a small corner, where everything seems to find their reason, there is an altar

With your mothers photo

— So you’re dead even in this universe — You mumbled, your hands moved to grab the photo smiling at the view

In your universe, you had photos of her, but when everything disappeared the photos did too and you don’t have the heart to ask Miguel to see her from the computer

You can’t see her face again, but there is something for you to hold even if it doesn’t feel the same anymore

— You wouldn’t let this happen, you would make this girl happy — it feels off,

You know, you just know the you from this world only finds comfort on the idea of living for her mother

She died alone, alone by the thought of what could be.

That gave you an idea

Immediately, you moved across the bedroom looking for something until you found it

A diary.

— Damn, how lucky I am — You smiled opening the small notebook.

“Dear diary, I’m not going to write dear diary everytime I want to write on you, sorry not sorry”

Yeah, that kid is you for sure

“My name is (Reader) (Last name) Wayne, Am I supposed to present myself? Well I did! Anyways, uhm, the life on Gotham is pretty weird”

“My father, he is too much into his own life to care about me and I don’t mind, I mean, I always thought he left us behind but he didn’t know about me and now he’s forced to take care of me, he doesn’t even pretend to like me”

So, you knew? That feels incredibly bad, knowing no one cared about you but still having to deal with it and shut your mouth because you don’t have nowhere to go

Wait.. left us behind?

“Mom is gone, her illness won and I’m trapped here, maybe it’s better than being on a foster home or maybe the same”

Bruce Wayne… he is your biological dad?

That makes you angry, the only way he cared enough to be on your life was when your mother died

No, he didnt, he was forced to

— Motherfucker.. — a whisper left your mouth and you started to read the diary

All night.

When the sun comes up you realized how late you stayed up, and you don’t feel tired at all

Maybe is the feeling of angry, but you can’t even close your eyes and pretend to sleep

You hate this family, you hate them all, they’re pieces of shit who doesn’t care about you at all and you won’t accept them in your life

But it isn’t your life, it’s hers and she would love to be seen

Maybe you are here to get rid of the anomaly, but why not changing it a little? There is no canon to disturb, and Miguel isn’t here.

That’s the thing, you’re a performer, back in you universe you were a legendary actress shines every time she is performing, you aren’t anymore but the way you can make everyone look at you is still there.

You stayed up all night, your eyes moving up and down reading every word and taking it with your heart, stealing pages from the diary and writing things she could do

You took her way of talking.

Even you stayed up looking at old photos of her in galas, standing next to a man that isn’t looking at her at all

Videos where only her silhouette could be seen, it was enough because you only needed to count the steps she takes or the way her shoulders move when she’s breathing

You memorized it all

By the end of the night, when you had to blink to take the tiredness away you looked at those pages where the script was set

“(Reader) (Last name) Wayne is the first blood daughter of Bruce Wayne, the family doesn’t care about her at all and they ignore her til she died, the media doesn’t care about her either, she could be seen on the news but she wasn’t interesting enough to get her own article

She’s dead, she died by an anomaly before becoming Spider-Woman, but she had the lucky chance to get back to life

She’s a star, she takes all the attention”.

That leads us here, you walked to the living room where Dick, the acrobat brother who you read about on the diary was scrolling through his phone

— Dick! — You called him, making him look up a little

That look of not caring a little bit about you, waiting for this conversation to be over so he could get back to his business

You can guess he is looking for something to escape, you won’t let him

He’ll see her.

It happened too fast, you used your stickiness to stand in your hands and for a moment that grabbed his attention

— When did you learned to do that? You can’t even go a four without falling — he is seeing you!

For the first time, he left his phone behind looking at you with curiosity

He cares

— I learned by looking at you! — liar, he doesn’t need to know it’s a lie

And his eyes shined, for a second

— Ah! That’s all, I have to go now — you stood on your feet fixing your clothes and that made him jump out of the couch

— What if we go to grab something to eat I- —

— Sorry, I have plans — you left the room, you left him behind

And he couldn’t take his eyes out of your frame

A thing you discovered reading the diary, the you from this universe accepts when someone tells her to wait and that’s certainly the reason no one sees her

She doesn’t want to look like a brat desperate for attention, you don’t need their validation

And a thing that makes everyone on this family be appreciative it’s the way you can’t take the eyes out of them, Jason? Is too impulsive and his body is huge so you have to look at him

Tim? He was too smart, too smart to fool and you have to keep an eye to him

You can keep counting their abilities but that isn’t the point, the point is.. this version, she had things to make everyone look at her but she was too worried about being a good girl to force their eyes to look at her.

You don’t.

It wasn’t a surprise Dick started to be more in the manor, you ignored his presence

But you shined, reminding him of everytime he used to ignore your presence

The texts were there, he trying to get your attention and replying to the last invitation the you from this dimension gave him.

You are on the living room, your legs pressed into your chest while you write something on your notebook

The anomaly hasn’t triggered any device you placed to know their location, a long mission you’ll have to do if you want this universe to be safe

What a pain in the ass.

— Miss (Reader) — You looked up, the butler was standing there with a glass, chocolate milk

You know the version from this universe likes it, yet you don’t know why it isn’t on its usual box

— Is everything okay? — he sat down next to you, giving you the glass as you took a sip of it

It’s good, not good enough to take it everyday but it is

Ah, wait

Alfred, this butler used to put the milk for you when you felt sad, usually when one of your brothers rejected you again

Does he..? He knows, he knows you aren’t the same

— it is it’s just.. well, I’m thinking about leaving the manor — You whispered, his eyes opened in fear

Not fear, that wasn’t the word, pain?

This man, you’ll break his heart if you leave him behind and that’s what you wanted

— Father won’t look at me, so what’s the point on being here? Once I turn eighteen I’ll leave —

He looked at you, there’s no words for him to say because you know he’ll try to make you stay but at the same time he understands it

He saw you, I mean, she crying too much because of things this family did to her and if loosing you means you’ll be happy

He can take it

…

He can’t.

He leaves your side looking at the glass where you just drank what could be one of your last cups of chocolate milk, how his heart aches at the thought of not being able to wipe your tears when you feel down

He wouldn’t, but he needs to, even if it’s wrong.

So when the sun goes down and he’s trapped on the batcave by Bruce’s side he needs to say it

— One of the children is requesting a little more money to pay an apartment — he said with a straight voice, no hesitation even if it was a lie

— Tell Damian landlords won’t accept batcow — he kept typing without looking at him

An usual thing for him to do.

— Your third child, master Bruce — that got his attention, he looked at Alfred

— Tim is already out of here, he needs to move? — Bruce asked, like it was a thing he couldn’t believe

He doesn’t, actually but that doesn’t matter

— No, sir, miss (Reader) — and that send all memories about his little girl to him

And, for his concern, there wasn’t one he could recall

All of them where the ones he saw her eating dinner, no more, no chatting or something similar to it

He feels bad, he does why doesn’t he remember anything about his little girl?

— She wants to move? Why? She is just.. — Damn he doesn’t remember, that makes him even more guilty

He doesn’t know anything about her, yet he can’t do anything now that she’s about to leave

Only..

He thought, his head moving fast in a way he could think of an answer, he can make her want to stay

Yeah! That’s a good answer, he can do that

Taking a deep breath, he stood up walking to Alfred

— Is she here? — he asked, Alfred looked up to him and something shined on his eyes like it was enough for him to find something

— She left just an hour ago, I’m afraid you’ll have to wait ‘til she comes back — damn, good, he lost his opportunity to talk to you

God bless him, he suddenly feels like he needs to be by your side at every chance he gets

Why? Why on earth when he didn’t care about you before? He doesn’t know, there’s no answer and he doesn’t care to find it, it’s his baby! His only blood daughter.

The way Bruce moved to go upstairs made the butler smile, you wouldn’t leave if you father cares enough to take you back to his arms right?

And when everything was going according to his plan, the box of chocolate milk was about to expire.

Yes, another spider!reader, Can you blame me? This is too good to not do it

Comments and reblogs are appreciated!

[sramoonlight]

Superstar

How is Conner as your boyfriend?

Content you’ll see here: Gn!reader, 90’s Conner Kent, nsfw

English it’s not my first language so please be patient

Let me tell you something, everyone thinks Conner is the fuck boy who doesn’t care about you and would only want you for a night, he isn’t.

I see this man having to develop a deep relation with someone for him to let his guard down

Like seriously, Conner is someone with a big ego but at the same time he’s a insecure boy so you have to wait for him to stop his whole act.

He’s a yearner, a hopeless romantic even if he doesn’t show it much.

His love language? Words of affection, but not the “u r pretty” nah, this man is giving you nice words about how smart you are, do you care about strength? He’s pointing it out every time he has the chance, you work out? He’s already telling you how good you do, seriously, he would tell you he wouldn’t take you in a fight even if he can.

That means he enjoys when his partner tells him something nice, his appearance is fine, he would accept being called handsome with a big smile

He also enjoys to give his partner gifts or do something from them, I can see him giving you a rock from another country only because you said you liked the culture

I know what you are thinking, yes, he loves your touch, I see him having a hand on you all the time, either holding yours or hugging your shoulders.

I don’t see him caring about your appearance, maybe he loves a partner that can fit on his arms but if you don’t, he would be more than happy to fit in your arms!

He doesn’t forgive anything, older? Hell yeah, he loves it, younger? That’s his little cutie pie! Feminine? He’s drooling for your delicate figure, masculine? He is holding you tightly so you can’t see how his heart is beating faster than ever.

Speaking of heartbeat, he has yours memorized by now, not in the weird way

It happened one night, he’s paying attention to you even if he’s away and suddenly he started tapping his feet at the rhythm of your heartbeat

You know what that implies, if your heart is going faster than before he would text you to see if you are okay, you don’t answer? He’s flying to you,

I see him cuddling, he’s a yearner so when he’s feeling too tired he’s laying his head on your chest, hearing your heartbeat like it’s his drug

You need put your hands on his ears, oh god how you need to do it, that’s literally being trapped on his favorite sound over and over again.

He texts you, so much you are surprised when the new notification isn’t a text from him

He would send you pics of whatever he is doing, he’s fighting crime? That’s a selfie of him with a criminal. He also sends you pictures of the sky wherever he is always with “it’s beautiful like you <3”

Speaking of pics, he is active on social media, he has a instagram profile where he used to post photos of him but once he started dating you that became your profile

His pfp? A childhood photo of you, every highlight are photos or dates with you or just you looking cute

He does post selfies or photos of him, he likes doing it but every since, there is a small text mentioning you like “Damn, does (Reader) eat all this?” Or “ready to marry (Reader)”

You are private, well, that is what he says but at this point everyone knows he is your man, he would be mad if someone doesn’t know it!

His friends started to joke how dumb if for you, and him? He nods with a smile, Tim once asked him if he would put a collar for you and he accepted it with a smile.

He is a good boy, he does it for you, I’m not lying

He would be play fighting with Bart and he would absolutely stop if you are around.

I see him calling you his woman/man, like, “my woman/man and I went to this place” he isn’t ashamed, why doesn’t he call you his girl/boy? Damn no, that would mean he just wants you for a moment, he wants you for eternity.

He is the type of boyfriend that shivers whenever you call him “Conner” don’t get him wrong, he enjoys when you call him but it’s usually “love” or “Kon” but his full name? God no, that’s not him.

NSFW minors do not interact

Don’t mind me but this man doesn’t fuck you, he does love, seriously, it’s almost disgusting how his voice changed when he tells you to “make love”

You see him as a fuck boy, he is not, he can be with whoever he wants but you are the only person he would hug and kiss

He hugs you, he does, he can’t do it if he isn’t touching you in a intimate way, at least he needs to be holding your hand or he is stopping everything.

I see him telling you how cute you look and how good you are for him, if he isn’t telling you sweet words that is not him.

You know that moment where he is so close he can’t think? He’s whispering “I love you” like a mantra.

He doesn’t see sex as a important thing, he used to have a lot of partners before you but if you don’t bring the topic he wouldn’t even know he is in celibate for you

But if you are active, damn that man is on his knees for just a little of you.

He fucks until he is dumb, when he can only remember your name and no more, that’s when he knows he did good

[sramoonlight]

Hey there! Could I possibly request part two of Favorite human? I rarely see these kinds of fics here so I was ecstatic when I saw this, hope you consider this request, thank you!!!❤️

I do love writing! But I do when I feel like it, that’s why my stories feel fresh or are supposed to feel like it, so I won’t write it just because I have to, I’ll do it! But it’ll take a while

[sramoonlight]

Laugh

What if Jason had to take care of Bruce’s kid?

Content you’ll see: death of child, Lazarus pit’s madness, Dad!bruce, Robin!reader, kid!reader

English it’s not my first language so please be patient

Bruce has a Robin, he doesn’t know when but this kid moved to his life like he belonged in since he was born but he couldn’t correct him

Not when he was trapped looking at this kid with a smile, even when Jason was back, no matter what Bruce would always follow this kid everywhere keeping him safe

He healed him, in every way possible, he wasn’t afraid of relations anymore because of this kid

So, when he got sick he couldn’t be more pissed, let’s be honest

He wouldn’t care about getting a little sick, if he can move then he can punch criminals faces but now he can’t, he’s getting old and a simple sick day could get him trapped on his bed

Damn how he wanted to get up, he needs to get up, he has this kid looking at him with those eyes filled with sadness and worry

— So, no patrol tonight? — and he can’t, he wants to get up but every movement feels like a dagger

This is not a normal sick day, once he could get up he is going to check his body for any toxin.

— Sorry kid, maybe tomorrow — he coughed, the kid at his side rubbed to hold his hand, yeah, he totally got into his heart.

He sighed, this sucks, not only he’s loosing a patrol night but a time to be with this kid who only wants to spend his time next to an old man

— Shit Bruce, you look like hell — A voice he knew too well, Jason was standing on the door frame with a bowl filled with popcorn

Was he staying tonight? No, he would remember it

Or not, maybe he told him when he was working in a case

— Jay! — the kid ran to Jason’s arms hugging him, Jason had to put the bowl aside to avoid throwing it

He chuckled, patting his head

— Are you going on patrol, kiddo? — He could see how the kid shook his head without pulling away

— Bruce’s is sick, I can’t go without him — damn, it got Jason a feeling of nostalgia but he doesn’t know why

It’s not like he ever seen Bruce take a night off, this sure is a bad thing if it’s keeping the dark knight on bed

Or maybe he’s getting old, probably that

— I can take you out on patrol — The kid eyes shined, Bruce would deny, would tell it’s okay if he doesn’t go out

But he can’t, not when he is already jumping in happiness and running to get dress, god this kid is so excited to get out

He can’t say no, god he can’t

— Keep him safe, okay? — he found his mouth moving by his own, he found himself expressing his worry to a kid

Jason sighed, taking a popcorn to his mouth

It feels weird to hear Bruce say that.

The night was getting better, it was weird to see Robin with Red hood but it was a duo every criminal grow scared of

Red hood’s brutality, and Robin’s acrobats, you can’t focus on one because the next seconds a flashy kid would kick your face or a tank would throw you off a roof.

Red hood likes silence, he never liked too much noise but now he knows his favorite sound is the kid’s giggles whenever he beats a criminal

Now he gets why Bruce loves this kid, he’s filled with energy like a small sun

If the sun was a person, he can bet it would be like this kid.

— Careful, kiddo — Red hood took him by the arm when he was about to fall

This kid sure was an acrobat, the one who gives you a heart attack every time he jumps somewhere

He is grateful he didn’t meet Dick when he was a kid, by the way Alfred talks about it it seems like they are alike

— Sorry! I’m just too excited! It’s my first time patrolling with someone besides Batman, haha! — and everything stopped

His giggle, usually a sound he could recall being with E now became one louder, clear and..

Familiar

He tried to push it aside, god knows he tried, but now everytime this kid laugh he could hear that man, he hates recognizing it

He can play it off, he can

He can’t.

Now it’s everywhere, the kid could just breath and he could hear the loud laugh he hates hearing even in his own head

He can’t stop hearing it, he is feeling crazier everytime this kid laughs

God he wants to yell him til he stops laughing, but he can’t, not when this kid is asking if he is okay

He isn’t.

That’s the worst part

Taking a deep breath they walk to an alley to check a woman they saved from getting robbed, his mind wanders trying to find something to calm his feeling

And a green shine made him look to a corner

A crowbar.

A fucking crow bar, this is getting worse everytime

He breaths, trying to put the emotion aside

And then he laughs

He laughs like him

He looses it, his body moves by its own, he’s already grabbing the crowbar

He’s already walking to the kid who just walked the girl out of the alley

— Brother, I think we should head back to the man- —

His small body falls to the ground, immediately he grabs his head hissing at the pain

His hand is covered in blood, he looked at Red hood trying to find an answer but he only received a hit on the ribs.

The helmet is too much for Red hood to handle, he takes it off before hitting the big body below him

That’s Joker, his mind knows is Joker even if everything looks green

He knows it, he knows it by the way he laughs everytime he hits him with the crowbar

Only Joker would laugh at him while he kills him

The kid must be protected, he sure is hiding out in fear to find Joker in a normal patrol.

— Oracle! — he hears Joker yell, god, when did he started yapping? He is probably cursing his family names

He can’t let him, he can’t

No matter how much Barbara screams through the helmet to make him stop

He is ending this here, he can’t stop until he is dead.

He sits on his abdomen, punching his face until he can’t recognize him by the way he is looking now

Then he sees it

When the green disappears, he can see his little brother laying on the ground

He can’t recognize his face, he knows it’s him for his Robin costume, and he looks so bad

Jason looks at his hands, filled with blood

His brother’s blood.

Someone yells at him, it’s Dick

He isn’t in uniform, he is on his civilian clothes like Oracle called him out of fear of what could happen to the kid.

He can feel how Dick shakes his shoulders trying to take him out of the daze he is in

But he can’t, he can only see at his little brother who isn’t breathing anymore.

He wants to hear him laugh again, just a last time.

[sramoonlight]

Spoiled

What if Bruce discovered his twins aren’t alike?

Content you’ll see here: dad!bruce, twin!reader, spoiled!reader, girls dad Bruce

English it’s not my first language so please be patient

Bruce has a problem, not a big one but the kind that makes him wonder things

His daughter, the light of his life, he raised her since she was the size of a potato and that kid grew attached to his hip

Wherever he goes, there is his daughter, he didn’t mind at all

Everyone knew just by the look of his face, he was a girls dad, he can’t hide it when he’s already stretching an arm to catch his little girl who likes to jump into his arms

Probably because she grew with Dick, but that girl liked to climb him like a tree

Clark always told him she was spoiled, but he acts like she’s not, she’s his daughter, of course she’ll be excited to be at his side

Even if neither Dick or Jason acted with the same energy as her.

So, when Talia told him not only he had a daughter but twins, he prepared himself

He was ready to hold two kids at once, he was ready to be overwhelmed with love (he doesn’t complain) but then, Damian acted too distant

He wasn’t like his sister, he would prefer just stand next to him than hug his arm

Fine, he gets it, he’s trying to see if he is safe for him to climb, he is going to let this kid know he is ready for his love, soon enough he’ll be hugging his arm like his sister does

That didn’t happened, not in 5 months

Finally he wonders if his daughter is too spoiled, let’s catch the differences

His daughter calls him Daddy, his son calls him father, rough but he gets it

His daughter enjoys being with him, his son does too but he doesn’t show it, that’s a similarity.. he hopes it is

His daughter usually hugs him and kisses his cheek when she’s out, doesn’t matter if she’s just going for a walk, his son tells him he’s leaving but no kiss goodbye or a hug.

The worst part came when the whole family was getting ready for movie night, Bruce took his usual seat and instantly a kid came from his back hugging him by the neck and sitting on his lap

That’s when Damian gave them the look

It was subtle, if he wasn’t trained to see through his body language he would just let it be, but he knows

That kid is judging, judging how his twin can he this clingy, not with everyone, only with his father.

— Move, sister, father didn’t require your presence there — Damian tried to pull her out of Bruce’s arms only to receive a whine.

His daughter is a spoiled brat, god he is scared of how different she is from his twin, the worst part is that he made this happen

He raised this kid, he raised her to be attached to her father like she would die if she didn’t

Now, that makes him wonder, what did he did to make her like this? Were the times he sat her on his lap while working because she didn’t want to sleep without him? Oh god, was it because the first years of her life he refused to let her have her own room?

He knows he is the problem, oh dear lord he is, his daughter isn’t spoiled

She’s just used to have this much of attention, she’s used to having to respond the same way

He can hear already Clark telling him how right he was when he told him to stop bringing her everywhere

To stop doing everything for her, to stop picking her up even if she wasn’t tired of walking.

He knows it was his fault, and he doesn’t feel bad about it even if he tries

Something clicks on his head, would Damian act the same if he gives him the same treatment his sister had? God how he wants to have the twins around him like bees to honey

So maybe he starts spoiling Damian like he spoils his daughter, Does he want an elephant? Of course he is giving him one! He doesn’t need to ask, Bruce is already buying one once Damian saw one more than 2 seconds.

No one questioned him, they know Bruce is a touch starved dad who needs his older twin to love him like his daughter does.

Speaking of her, guess who blames his father of having such clingier sister

Does he want any of his sibling to get her out of him? No, he is just letting her know she needs to stop, don’t you dare take her out of him.

[sramoonlight]

Favorite human

What if the Wayne have a familiar?

Content you’ll see here: blackcat!reader, platonic!batman, mentions of death, subtle spoilers from comics, blood, angst

English it’s not my first language so please be patient

Everything happened one night you were doing magic, your plan was to find a familiar, an animal who would be by your side on this magical journey

Until it went wrong, you don’t know why, or what did you did but there you were, standing on your paws, you couldn’t even pick your wand so you just gave up, there was no point of keep trying

Maybe you will go back to normal in a few hours.

But you didn’t, you passed a whole year in your cat form, to be honest, you started to think it was great

At first it was, you managed to steal the food in your fridge until your landlord discovered you were missing and you had to leave your apartment.

Then you started living as a stray cat, that got you a lot of trouble, you didn’t know cats have their own hierarchy

Anyways, one night you were walking around in an old forest looking for something to eat

And you could hear someone crying, you’re used to appear in front of children who will easily give you some of their food so you ran out of the woods

There it was a kid, fancy clothes as he crying in the porch of a whole mansion, or was it a manor? You don’t know the difference

You managed to get through the bars running to the kid, he didn’t notice you at first so you meowed

— A cat…? How? — you climbed on his lap licking the tears on his cheek, the boy chuckled by the feeling

Of course, a cat tongue is kinda funny for a kid

— Are you trying to make me feel good? — No, well, maybe, this kid looks rich he wouldn’t feed you the usual cat food

— Thank you.. — he hugged your body, you moved to lick his face again

— I lost my parents, do you have a mommy cat? — you don’t know why, but that felt like a question for you

Well, you don’t have one, your mother left you when she found out what you do

That sure answers his question, right? You meowed in a low tune and he got your message

— So you don’t have no one, we are alike, right? — he smiled, even if the tears were rolling through his cheeks

You looked at him, he’s an orphan, sure is a bad thing but you can’t think of something better than be rich.

You sighed, even if your body didn’t show it, reaching for his cheek you let a paw touch his face

— You’re so kind, if you don’t have a home then you can live here — and he started petting you, instantly you melt on his touch making him laugh

You didn’t notice when he picked you up taking you inside of the house, but oh god how you loved the salmon the butler gave you

Maybe you can stay there for a few days, just for the food.

And yet, you stayed for a few years, you were there when he became Batman and when Dick was adopted.

That kid gives the best scratches behind the ears, you will climb into his arms just to get some but when he left the manor you felt bad

You could go behind him, leave this manor with him, but who could take care of Bruce? He can be a little harsh but he is still your first human, maybe you are not really a cat but being by his side made you realize how much you loved this life

So, when Jason died, you stayed by his side, letting him cuddle you were he cried to sleep

Maybe you miss that little boy, when you were sad because you couldn’t see Dick anymore, he was the one who sneaked a piece of dinner so you could taste the lasagna or meat

And you loved when he read you his favorite books, maybe you fall asleep on his lap but you know how much it meant to a guy like him

So, when Tim arrived at the manor you promised yourself you wouldn’t replace Jason

Yes, he’s the new Robin, but Jason was your favorite kid (Sorry Dick) so you did your best to keep him away, whenever he tried to pet your head you would hiss at him without a doubt

Bruce always told him it wasn’t normal, and maybe you smelled the outsiders from him, but he knew, he knew you wouldn’t replace Jason that soon

Then, you started to tolerate him, you let him sit beside you but if he tried to get closer you would hiss at him again or try to scratch him

He didn’t give up, he tried and tried until you accepted his pets just for a few seconds.

Months later, Jason was back

No one saw you being that loud before, when Bruce brought him to the manor you meowed at him like you were crying

He understood your tone, and just for that day he stayed, just because you wouldn’t leave his arms even if he tried to pull you away

Your kid was back, your sweet kid was back and you were so happy, it doesn’t matter if he fights with Bruce a lot, you would sneak out of the manor to see Jason on his small apartment

He didn’t complain, he would let his window open so you could sneak inside and sleep next to him

And if you didn’t? He would steal you from the manor, don’t worry.

With Jason again, you finally let Tim be close to you, he couldn’t be more happy.

The worst happened, with Damian arrival you lost your favorite human

Alfred would try to get you to eat but you could only lay on Bruce’s bed, even Jason tried to take you out of it

And everything you could do was lay there, smelling the last thing that your human touched before leaving, that means you didn’t bond much with Damian even if he tried to spend time with you.

Your body was getting slim, your bones were showing but you couldn’t do anything but lay there.

— What are we going to do? We can’t let they die — you heard Dick talk to the rest of the boys, you don’t have the strength to go see what they are doing

You just lay there.

— they are sad, even if we try they won’t eat anything — Tim said, you can feel his gaze on you

You sighed, burying your head on Bruce’s pillow, his scent is starting to fade

— they need Bruce, nothing will change if he isn’t here — everyone looked more concerned with Jason’s words

Not even Dick saw you this sad when Jason died, back then you will stay strong to help Bruce fight the pain but now, you don’t have anyone

Jason was your favorite kid, but Bruce was your favorite human nothing can compare.

You hear a few steps and then someone sits at the bed with you, suddenly, a sense of blood made you look up

Bruce’s blood.

It was mixed with one you never smelt before, but he wasn’t there, it was his son who offered you his bloody finger

— Will this make you be happier? I’m his blood son, I should have something from him — you hear how Dick enters the room telling Damian to not upset you

But you stood up, slowly you sat on his lap, your little nose on his hand as you smelled Bruce’s blood even if it wasn’t his

It smelt like him.

That night, you ate for the first time in weeks.

[sramoonlight]

Not alone

What if Bruce had six Robins?

Content you’ll see here: child!reader, death of children, mention of child abuse, male!reader, Bruce being a bad father figure

English it’s not my first language so please be patient

Everyone knew why Batman started being more violent than ever, yet no one wanted to point it out

Except for a kid, a kid who loved following every step Batman took, he was his number one fan since he met him.

It was a dark night, he was going home after a few days of stealing and for the first time in this month he was carrying a bag of bread on his small arms

He knew he should run home before the usual thieves come to take the money out of him, but he didn’t want to arrive home this early

His father is still awake, and that means he would beat him until he stops screaming

Usually he muffles his screams but the last beat made his bones weaker, so he knows he will be screaming more than usual.

— It’s okay.. With this even I could eat something for dinner — a piece of bread and a cup of water, for normal children that is nothing but for him? That’s a miracle – Eliza is going to be so- Eek! —

Someone took him by his hoodie pulling him to the floor, like some kind of instinct he hugged the bread to his body

— Stop fighting it kid, tonight we are not being gentle — with his legs on the level of his chest he clenched to everything he could

He knows this routine, they start kicking him and trying to take all his possessions

But like always, he keeps trying to not loose anything

Until all the people around stopped hitting him, he opens his eyes only to see a man with a batsuit punching the bad guys

And in that moment, a sparkle appeared on his eyes

Hope.

That was made him follow the old bat everywhere, does he have a case near his neighborhood? He is already waiting for him outside the place

Bruce doesn’t know why, but the way that kid follow him is enough to convince him he can’t just leave him behind

Not when his body is covered in bruises, as someone who lost all his hope on the world, he knows this is the only thing this kid has

And, he miss having a kid like Jason following him like some kid of baby duck, so even if he tries to push him away, he keeps coming back so, what could go wrong about letting this kid follow him? Just when is not a serious case, he could send him home if he appears when he is in middle of arresting Riddle or something like that.

He doesn’t know when this kid sat on the Batmobile’s co-pilot seat, he doesn’t know why he didn’t kick him out

He doesn’t know when this kid earned his own Robin suit, or when he started leaving on the manor

Well, he does know when, but he tries to pretend he doesn’t.

It was a short time, but that kid was earning a place on his heart and maybe the pain of loosing Jason was a little lighter

Maybe he is not afraid of loosing anything again.

Then, why his heart is beating so fast? He keeps seeing at the monitor, on this collapsed building his son is trapped

Now he hates being the one who teach the little kid how to control his heartbeat, because no one can localized him

— Batman, he’s dead — Gordon tried to calm this man, he didn’t success

It’s been hours, everyone gave up already, and he starts too.

This kid, not even his adoptive son because he couldn’t adopt him

It’s dead, he couldn’t save him

Like he didn’t with Jason.

The sun is rising, you’re still trapped on this place, and even if you want to scream so Bruce could hear you

You didn’t, you know he’ll come to save you, you just need to keep your heartbeat low

Breath like you’re sleep, keep your body calm, there’s a chance a villain could find you first and you don’t want that

— God, B doesn’t know how to take care of children — a pair of arms took you out of your cage

Instantly you tried to escape, but your stomach aches

There’s a beam on your abdomen, staining the shiny suit you had

You panic, for the first time in hours you panic, you tried to punch the man trying to get away

— Calm down! — you can’t, you don’t recognize his face, so that means he isn’t an ally

— Batman will kick your ass! Let me go! — you don’t know why but you screamed the alias of the man you admired

The man who is holding you is silent now

— He left you, kid — you don’t know why your eyes are glassy

And you don’t know why you believed his words, well, maybe you do

Because if Bruce really cared about you, he could be here already

You made such a fuss, if he was looking for you he could be already running to the sound of you voice

But he didn’t, he is not here

— He left you behind, kid —

This man hugs your body like he knew how it felt, his hand pressing the wound on your abdomen

Because he knew how it felt to be left behind, but he won’t let you die by your own like he did

Even if you don’t know him, he knows how much it means to have someone holding you until your body feels cold

Bruce didn’t come to save you, but he did.

[sramoonlight]

Bad feeling

What if Conner saw the light on someone?

Content you’ll see here: Conner Kent x Bat!sis, platonic!yandere!batfam, neglected reader

English it’s not my first language, please be patient

One thing you hate about your family is how they keep telling you how much they love you but then they send you to this kind of galas

They don’t want to deal with having a social persona who keeps telling everyone what they want, so they just send the least favorite

The one who they don’t care if it’s not on movie night.

You always thought it was okay, maybe one day you’ll be feeling their gratitude, so you kept telling them when you were leaving

Dressed in fancy clothes, bag in hand as you tried to catch their attention

Never works.

They say a quick bye before going back to the TV, you hate how they just act like nothing happened

Like you weren’t waiting for someone to tell you to not go, for someone to invite you to this movie night, for someone who offer you a seat next to theirs.

It never happens.

You’re their sacrifice, but maybe one day they’ll see how much you do for them

Always talking to people who try to have a place on the Wayne family, they just don’t know how neglected you are.

You sighed before taking a sip of your champagne, you just walked away from a rich couple who tried to have a relation with your family

And you can feel the urge to run, it’s getting late, you usually call Alfred to send a chofer for you (because they complained about Alfred leaving in middle of the movie)

You took your phone and then a voice made you stop your movements

— Is it my eyes or is a cutie here? — you turned, ready to face this bold guy who tried to flirt with you

Surprisingly, your eyes shined at the sight

Black hair and ocean blue eyes, locked on yours

The worst part, that smile like your attention was the best thing he could ever have

A gorgeous look, one that made you melt in an instant.

— Such a boring night, isn’t it? — he offered a hand, without hesitation you gave him yours

He kissed your knuckles, he never stopped looking at your eyes.

It made your heart beat like a lion was chasing you, you tried to ignore it with a smile but the color on your cheeks was enough to make him smile even more.

— but I must say, it got better when I saw you, Miss..? — He asked for your name with that charisma that kept on your knees

Wait, he doesn’t know your name? He doesn’t know your name!

You wiped out the blush on your cheeks clearing you throat

— (Reader) Wayne, but please just call me (reader), may I know your name? — You smiled at him, he trapped that smile and you noticed how he kept holding your hand

He doesn’t want to let your touch go..

— Conner Kent, what about if we leave this place? — you don’t know why, but you found yourself following him like your life depended on it

He’s the first man who ever looked at you for what you were and not what you could do.

By the time you were back at the manor it was passed midnight, you can hear how a few voices are on the living room and a couple of games sound

They grow old of the movie, in other circumstance you would ran to tell your father how bad the gala it was only to hear a quick “oh, must’ve been horrible, go to sleep” but now you can’t hide the smile on your face.

Floating steps as you walk to the room, Alfred was picking up the plates of popcorn before facing you

— Ah, master (Reader) I thought the gala ended at eleven o’clock — he acted like it was nothing to not noticed if you arrived or not

But now you don’t care

— Yeah, it did — you chuckled, a laugh filled with joy as you kissed his cheeks running upstairs.

— That’s new — Tim said, before going back to the game.

Everything felt like cake and stars since then, texting Conner at all times and smiling at you phone was a routine everyone looked weird

You never smiled that much, you always had a dark aura around you, it will usually grow when everyone finished their meal and you were left there eating by your own.

Now, you eat quicker than ever leaving the room in a rush while you smiled at the phone

It was weird, and still they let it pass.

Then you started dressing up, wearing perfume and you got yourself some makeup

And the worst was, you asked Bruce for some money

You were used to always shut you mouth when you needed money, because you didn’t want to be seen as a spoiled brat

But now you asked him for money, not only that, money for going out

Bruce is scared, he doesn’t know why you don’t see him with that glowing eyes anymore, he remembers how you used to look so excited when he asked you how you were

And now, it looks like he is someone else to your eyes.

You get downstairs, a scent of Chanel filled everyone’s nose

Stunning as ever but still casual, Dick had to control the ached on his heart when he noticed you were wearing makeup

— Dinner is almost ready, master (Reader), are you joining us? — Alfred said with a plate on his hand, small cookies everyone eat before dinner on it.

You fixed your hair looking at a mirror on the hallway

— Oh, I’m sorry Alfred, but I’m leaving now for my date —

And the silence was set on the room, even Damian stopped playing with Titus.

Dick was the first one to talk

— Do you… have a date? How wonderful! — that last part sounds too forced, and it was, he can’t hide the bad feeling on his chest.

You faced Alfred hugging him as a goodbye, he’s the only who doesn’t look surprised, of course you’ve told him about this days ago

— May we know who it is? — Bruce tried to wipe away the sudden jealous feeling in his chest, he stood walking to you.

You looked at him, those eyes that doesn’t shine with excitement for some attention

— You may know him, it’s Lex Luthor’s son — you smiled at the mention of him, even if it was just a mention of his father

— Conner?! — the most surprised was Tim, he tripped out of the couch before running to you

His arms trapped your shoulders as he shake you, he knew Conner was seeing someone, but his sister?

— He isn’t someone you want as your boyfriend! He would cheat on you the first week! — he doesn’t hate his best friend, but God he knows he is such a womanizer

Well, every men are womanizers if they are dating you.

Your eyes trapped how Jason left the room, good to know at least one isn’t crazy like them.

— Good, so we passed the curfew two months ago —

Two months ago?! You have a boyfriend and none of them knew? The one who is most hurt is Dick, his little sister didn’t tell him! He can understand if you didn’t tell the others, but HIM? He could’ve stop you from doing this big mistake

— Little bird, you’re too young to be dating someone — he tried with all his heart to make you realize it was bad

Not only you were dating a man, but Conner Kent! He can’t date you! You’re so small and so innocent, he can’t let him stain your pure beauty, you’re just fifteen!

— I’m eighteen, Dick — ouch, it hurt to notice how he doesn’t know a thing about you being older than that

And you’re not surprised, with a sighed you turned to see Alfred

— I’ll be back before midnight — you smiled at him ready to go, and you could see how his eyes opened wide

bang!

You felt onto the floor in a loud noise, Damian was carrying a pan on his hands, the weapon he used to knock you out

Jason behind him, leaning on the door frame

— What? You were taking too long, we couldn’t let her go out with that Kent trash — and no one complained about that

Dick picked you up, now he could see how beautiful you were looking, all of this for a boy? God no, he won’t let anyone have his gorgeous sister.

— Tim, go for the Kryptonite on the Batcave — Bruce said as he followed Dick upstairs like a worried dad, what about if you fall? His baby can’t fall, you need to be okay.

Somewhere, a place where Conner was leaning on a wall, his eyes closed

He is used to hear you before going out, it was a way for him to know when you were ready so he could just appear on your door

And he opens his eyes, a little smile on his face

— So we are fighting for her, huh? —

And he was ready for it, because the day he met her, it was the day he knew he could have a soulmate

They are not taking you from him, he worked so hard for it.

[sramoonlight]

Destiny

What if Damian’s twin wasn’t anything like he expected her to be?

Content you’ll see here: platonical!yandere Damian, batsis

English it’s not my first language so please be patient.

There’s a thing Damian doesn’t like about his mother, it’s the way she keeps things from him, he knows he has a younger sister but not because his mother told him but because it was his grandfather who did

Apparently, an inconvenient made them sent his sister to his father’s and he can’t be more curious, what happened? And why necessary her? Maybe his father found out about them and they had to lie about them being two

He acts like he doesn’t care, but he does, he wants so desperately to know who his sister is

What she likes, what makes her happy

It’s a silly thought he always put aside, there’s no need to emotional attachments

Until he was sent to Bruce.

He was curious about his father, yes, but what made him even excited to be there was to see where his other half was living

The Wayne manor wasn’t something special, even the batcave was small for him

But the halls to the living room? That sure is something else.

He follows his father to that small room, and there it is

His other half, his reflection

Sitting on the couch and laughing with Drake, a sense of anger fills his heart, he sure can make her laugh more than that Drake

His father cleared his throat bringing your attention to him

— (Reader) this is Damian, your twin brother — Damian looked at her, ready to have a hand shake

But she looked at him with such big eyes, it doesn’t look like she’s getting near him even if she’s so excited to see him

He approaches her, his hand tries to shake hers but instead she hugs him

— Im so excited to meet you! — she’s so happy it sends him a shiver through his spine

Was he supposed to be like this if he was raised by his father? Gross

But cute coming from here

— My name is (Reader), oh, you may already know that! — she speaks too excited

It’s overwhelming, and he can’t but look down at how she doesn’t stand to greet him

He’s about to ask when she grabs something from his side, something his father gave her

And now he understands

A crutch

A forearm one, she finally stands and he can’t hear what she’s saying

So that’s why his mother gave her away, because she had a disability

He doesn’t have any empathy for anyone, but he does when he sees how his sister is smiling at everyone

Being a sunshine

Oh how his heart melts instantly.

Hands on his back as he leans to hear her better

— I have pets, oh! You have to meet our dog —

He nods, even he follows her being a little slow than usual

Not because he is tired, but because he wants her to think she’s faster than him

And sure enough, that makes her so happy he has to hide the smile on his face.

She needs to be protected, she needs him

That’s why they sent her away, right?

They can’t have an assassin needing someone, and he won’t hesitate

She needs him, that’s why they’re twins, they need each other like air to breathe

It doesn’t matter if his siblings look terrified about how his personality changes around her

He is just doing what he is supposed to

What he is destined to do.