#Also he scared Babs into thinking he knows about the cave

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Danny and the Fan Blog part 2

Danny is trying to get a picture from the Gotham Bridge of its sister city, Bludhaven. He has dropped his invisibly, sure that being on the edge of a dangerous out-of-the-way ledge will keep unwanted mugging away.

He had flown down to the bottom metal part of the arch right smack in the middle- still far from the water but lower than where the cars and people were.

He sinks to his knees, hoping the bridge's light can get his shadow against the waves for an epic piece. Danny aims his lens, adjusting the focus again, and then presses the button.

At the exact moment, he does, a boat out rushes from underneath the arch of the bridge, and a body flings itself off the bridge's edge above him. The person twists masterfully midair, landing on the boat's deck with a soft thump and not a wasted movement.

Danny's mouth drops open, watching the boot disappear into the horizon before scrambling to see the photo.

It's gorgeous.

The water is highlighted by the golden glow of the street lanterns, and they bounce off the sleek black boat, with the skyscrapers of Bludhaven painting the perfect drop back. But what ties the picture together is Red Robin mid-fall, half twisted and arms above his head that its hard to tell if hes a fallen angel or a rising one.

He's got a half smile on his face, black hair blowing in the wind and Danny breath catches.

It's the best picture he's ever taken.

He stares at the screen of his camera, wondering how he could have been so lucky to have captured the perfect moment. Danny won't even have to do too much editing. It's ready to be posted right now.

He was so excited to share it that Danny abandoned his place, turning invisible and flying back to his apartment. He arrives to find Jazz working on her homework on the kitchen table, but her hand rests on a ghost gun until he drops his powers and becomes invisible.

Her face lights up at once, and her hand lifts from her weapon. "Danny! How was the photos tonight?"

"Only got one." He admits, sprinting forward to show her, "But look at which one!"

He brings up the image from the memory card, displaying it proudly. Jazz mouth slacks. "Woah, Danny, that's amazing! He looks so good in it! How on earth did you manage to get this?"

"Luck, really." He grins, reaching for a plate with apple slices and peanut butter that Jazz likely set out for him. It is his favorite snake.. "I was at the right place at the right time."

"And where exactly was this place?" He winces at the tone, he knows she doesn't like him taking too many risks, but it's not like he's in any real danger. Even the Meta collars that canceled people's powers would never work on him. Danny is a ghost, and no one has the technology for that unless someone finally starts taking his parents seriously.

Vlad has been fine since Jazz convinced him to see a therapist. He is currently in the ghost zone at some mental hospital retreat that has been doing wonders for him. They visit whenever chance they get.

"I may have been under the Gotham Bridge."

"Trigate Bridge or Brown Bridge?"

"There is more then one bridge?"

"Danny," Jazz sighs. "There are four bridges."

Danny shrugs, taking a bit from his snack, and starts his laptop. He's sending the photo onto his blog from his camera, watching the photo download with anticipation. "I don't know Jazz. I ignore stuff like that."

"Well, maybe you should. You have yet to learn how important it is to pay attention to the things around you in this city. Danger is around every corner. Just this afternoon, someone tried to steal my phone!"

Danny's head jerks up. "They what?"

"I know! I was just minding my business reading a fascinating article on child development in the tablet era when some thug walked right up to me with a gun. I would have handled it trust me, his stance was pathetic at best, but Red Hood came to my rescue." Here Jazz's face reddness and Danny has a moment to wonder if he could take Red Hood in a fight. Maybe. He's sure he would win but it would be a close call.

He would do it, too, anything to keep no good punks away from his sister.

Jazz sees the face his making and rolls her eyes. "What? I'm allowed to drool over boys every once in a while. Just like you do."

"I do not droll!" Danny shouts offended.

Jazz gestures to the laptop screen, uploading the photo onto his blog. "Sure. And you just happen to stare at Red Robin's photos for the artistic application."

"I-I do! I took them!" Danny shutters, watching his sister's face break into a teasing smile. He feels his own lips pull upwards against his will and suddenly, they are laughing. It's strange, how at ease they both feel here.

They were never this carefree back at their parent's home. The realization makes Danny feel slightly guilty for noticing- because it wasn't like his parents didn't love him- but there was always tension at home. Even before the accident, he knows now that it wasn't healthy.

Jazz must have felt the change too, because before while she was racing towards adulthood- always strung so tight and nervous- she missed out on being a typical teen. Danny never had a chance to sit down with her and gush about boys, nor had she ever prioritized making friends.

Sure, Jazz was pretty, brilliant, and basically the pride of Casper High, but Danny never noticed she had no friends. She never hung out with people at the mall, she never got invited to go out, and she never texted funny memes to others back home.

In Amity, people knew of and respected her, but no one was close to Jazz. Maybe that's why she got so excited to be part of Team Phantom when she first found out.

Jazz Fenton may have been the intelligent sibling, but Danny Fenton was the social one, leaving her feeling crippling lonely while he had his two best friends.

He knows that now.

"Speaking about drolling over boys- how's Jason?" Danny teases just as Jazz's phone buzzes with a new message. The notification displays Jason's shy smile before Jazz yanks it protectively close to her face.

Jason Peter is someone Danny can approve of instead of that thug Red Hood. Jason and Jazz met at one of their classes at the beginning of the semester when Jazz was still unused to the city. She always went to class ten minutes before it started and read to pass the time instead of speaking to her college mates.

She had been reading Pride and Prejudice- one of the fancy covers kind Vlad had gotten her- and Jason had practically teleported to her table gushing about the artwork. Then, when he sat down, the two broke into a healthy debate about the characters.

Jazz admitted to him later that she was surprised by a man in a leather jacket with a white streak in his hair and multiple piercings in his ear having such in-depth character analysis of her beloved novel.

They've been hanging out ever since.

"He is fine, thank you." She huffs, typing a response to the text. Danny places his chin on his hand, smiling as her eyes soften. "He asked me to see a play this Friday. Or, well, he said he was going to one and wanted to know if I wanted to come along."

Danny perks up. "Like a date?"

"I don't know. Maybe?" Jazz nervously plays with her hair. "He made it sound like we were just hanging out. Do you think he meant it like a date?"

"It could be either way if he didn't clarify," Danny admits, then smiles to settle her sudden anxiety. She always doubted herself about spending time with people outside the family or Team Phantom. Doubts that were the result of her upbringing. "But why don't we go shopping tomorrow? Get you a nice dress, and I'll do your make-up. Once we're done, he'll wish it was a date!"

Jazz's smile may be wobbly, but it was there, and it was real. They chat more about the play and what she should wear. Danny forgoes any black, claiming it's too fancy for a first date, and trades ideas for her outfit.

Neither notices that the photo has finished uploading or that people are already commenting and losing their minds.

Nor did they notice a particular hacker with the handle- Oracle- attempting to break into his computer only to be booted out by Technus' system. It flings Oracle to the closest computer system that is close to his.

Somewhere deep underground under a particular mansion. Oracle panics, thinking that Phantom piggyback rides her signal to the cave and quickly shuts everything down. She bites her lip before picking up her personal phone and calling Bruce.

"We have a problem."

Else where Tim is helping Dick with an out-of-control gang. He isn't aware that a photo of him has just circulated through Gotham nor of the sudden new simps awaiting him.

(Lady Gotham laughs)

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Part 2 of Batfam and batsis y/n headcons

Masterlist

It was a surprise to see y/n at the of the manor one night after her "outburst" that was a couple months ago. Alfred is happy to see her but notices her troubled expression. She greets him and asks if Bruce was here.

Entering the Batcave for the first time in years, it hasn't changed too much from what y/n remembers. The first to notice her walk in is Damian. "Sister, what are you doing here?" It's always so weird hearing him call her that now. He's never called he that until her "outburst".

This gets the attention of Tim and Babs, making them look away from the monitor. Tim is glad to see her again and hopefully, she is here to mend their broken, not completely burnt, bridges. Babs is also glad to see her as they haven't been communicating as much this past week, but concerned as to what brought her here. She has a feeling that y/n wouldn't come here without a reason.

"I need to talk to Bruce." Damian is almost upset that y/n didn't say she came to see him. He doesn't even have to open his mouth as Bruce is right behind her. Bruce makes his presence known which made y/n jolt up a bit.

Turns around to see him suited up just like the others. Not seeing his full face made her more comfortable oddly.

She takes a deep breath before talking, "I want to clarify that I'm talking to Batman and not Bruce Wayne. I have some information and I desperately need your help." Everyone's interest was already peaked before she said anything.

Bruce watches her pointer finger curl around her hair, her eyes shifted away from him, and her shoulders somehow become even more tense. "Jerome is looking for someone, not me, but I'm worried about them. Wait not looking for he's found them and I- ugh, I'm sure you've already done a background check on him. He has a twin brother and he supposedly wants him dead. I'm…"

All their eyes on her were worsening her anxiety. "I'm best friends with him, Jeremiah Valeska." Babs is already putting the pieces together that Xander Wilde was just an alias. She does remember thinking that they look similar, but she's only met y/n's boyfriend a handful of times and never looked that deep into Jerome's relatives. There wasn't any need to look at his family as long as they aren't committing illegal acts with him.

"Jerome, he did something to Jeremiah. There was this gas and it messed him up. He…" y/n was trying not to get too emotional from talking about a topic that was sensitive to her. "He's not right in the head anymore. It's almost like he's turning into Jerome. He's losing control, he knew a week ago that something is wrong but now he's saying…"

Their eyes and her various feelings on the matter were making her feel that this was a dead end. It's been nearly three months and things have been getting progressively worse. As she looks at Bruce and all she expects is to be rejected. To tell her that she was overreacting and that time was going to heal whatever this mess was.

y/n looked Bruce in the eyes and for the first desperately begged, "Please. Please help find a cure or something to end Jeremiah's madness. I…" She choked back the urge to say that she loved him. There wasn't a need for that and she'd rather keep them in the dark about her life. "…I don't want to lose my best friend. I know you're busy, but I had try asking. Just tell me now if you'd be able to help in any way possible and I'll leave you alone."

This came out of nowhere, but with y/n looking Bruce in the eye with glassy and a scared look in her eyes. How could he say no? "I'll do everything I can, but I'll need a blood sample."

Anything that he said after that went in and out of y/n's ears. She was just relieved that she had the greatest detective help her. "Yeah, um, I can do that." Her voice was softer than a few seconds ago. She wiped the tears of relief with her palm and quickly made her way out of the cave.

Tim wanted to go after her, but Damian was already following behind her and Babs gave him a discouraging look. Babs finally understood why y/n has been so quiet these past weeks. She also knew that y/n needed time to herself and she'd hope that Damian would understand that. She thinks Bruce knew that as well as he stared at the exit for a moment before swiftly going back to work.

Damian kept calling out to his sister before grabbing her wrist. y/n really wanted to shake off his hand and tell him to just leave her alone. Though feeling how firm his grip is she knew it would probably be best to go with whatever to not trigger another meltdown. That was the last thing she ever wanted to see or deal with.

Genuinely though she didn't know why he followed her. It didn't matter if he was trying to repave their relationship, she always expects the worst to come out of his mouth. As a shield, she says what he thinks he'll say. Putting herself down before he or anyone can do it.

"Yeah, I know I shouldn't be down there. It's no place for me and I get in the way. I'm not going to lie and say I'm fully sorry. I am, but I need to try everything to save him, and if that means you'll all have to bear witness to a living failure once more then so be it."

Damian is stuck by her words again and lets go of her as if her skin burns him. He was unsure of how to respond to that, but that wasn't the reason he was there. He tells her with full confidence, "Father will find a cure. Your friend will be okay."

She doesn't look at him. Surprised that he didn't degrade her and slightly smiling that he was comforting her. "Thank you, Damian, that was nice of you to say." Then walks out of the manor just like last time, but this night Damian can fall asleep without regretting eating him alive.

Bruce hires a team of toxicologists. Buys a whole new laboratory for the team. Making sure that there is progress being made while he's not working on it. Tim is the one who spends the most time searching for a cure.

The day after y/n would make her regular trip to the psychiatric hospital with Tim watching from a distance. Tim wasn't stalking y/n he'd claim fully knowing that's exactly what he's doing. He just felt that something was missing and he just wanted to know. He was sick of all her secretiveness. He's given y/n some space after her "outburst" unlike Damian and Dick. So he feels like he could do this because it's not like he forcing her to be around him like the other two.

But regardless the stalking. He was concerned about seeing y/n walk into a mental hospital. It wasn't Arkham, but personally knowing her track record of depressive episodes made him wonder why she was here. Was she admitting herself again?

y/n going through a mental low is difficult no matter how many times Tim sees and helps her through it. She'd stop having this bubbly aura around her. Not being able to get out of bed. There were few times she talked of how hopeless and empty she felt. When she had these episodes they'd never last a few days. They'd always be a week and the worse he's personally seen it last for 2 months. Then the mental image of her dealing with this on her own and coming to the point that she felt the need to admit herself was devastating to him in many ways.

Disguised as part of the staff, Tim followed y/n. Quickly realizing that she wasn't admitting herself, but visiting. He stood by the door of the patient's room that she dispersed in and closed the door. Interestingly Echo walked out of the room at one point and went back.

Seeing y/n standing by the door and about to leave, Tim quickly put some distance between himself and her. Watching y/n, Echo, and a man wearing a hat walk out. Following close behind as they left the hospital and entered the parking garage. He noticed how closely y/n and the man were walking together while Echo walked behind them.

Suddenly Echo came to a halt making the others stop and look at her. Then she ran full force toward Tim and pushed him against the concrete wall. A sharp knife pressed against his throat.

The handful of times Tim has seen Echo he's never seen her exhibit any emotion. There was a sort of underlying anger as she calmly ask who he was and why he following them. He's not able to get his mouth open because y/n runs up panicked while the man walks slowly.

y/n doesn't even need a second to see that it was Tim. Makes Echo let go of him before asking what he was even doing there. There is no good lie that he can come up with on the spot and he knew lying was just going to make y/n more upset than she already was.

"You never talk or are around anymore. You're so secretive now that it makes me worried." Tim would continue if he didn't notice y/n clench her jaw. He would have to be blind to not see y/n trying to keep her cool.

That's when the man placed his gloved hand on her shoulder. Just that simple action alone got rid of any tension in y/n. The man would introduce himself as Jeremiah.

Tim felt uncomfortable by Jeremiah. It could have been the fact that y/n did say his mental sanity has deteriorated, but Tim could just feel something was off with him. His bright green eyes remind Tim of someone. His face also looked to be caked with makeup and the way he talked was unnerving.

The three leave Tim behind. y/n stating that they'll talk about 'this' later. He goes back to the manor even more perplexed by everything.

Later that day y/n drops by the manor. Trying to be discreet as possible because she doesn't want to trigger Damian jumping out. Handing the blood sample to Bruce then turning her attention to Tim.

They have a long drawn-out conversation about what transpired earlier. Explaining why he felt the need to follow her and how he wants her to be open with him.

"— I want us to friends again." That made y/n's heart and mind stop for a moment. Just a moment because she immediately rebuttals. Not trying to mean when saying she doesn't want to be near any of them. That just things change, that they've changed, and they drifted apart. That he had nothing to worry about, but to also never do that again.

y/n spends most of her time with Jeremiah until she has classes and takes a minute to drop by the manor for any updates. Now that y/n is visiting the manor, Damian doesn't surprise her with visits anymore. Since she comes over quite often, daily almost.

He always tries to prolong her time there. He remembers the few things she's interested in. Art and fencing. He'll try almost bribe her to spend more time with him. Mentioning that he's going to an art museum or that he's done with his latest painting. It doesn't get her attention. Talks about how he's got tickets for a fencing match, but that doesn't interest y/n in the slightest.

It's like she's purposefully ignoring him. It's not the case, but that's beside the point. One day when y/n drops by and gets ready to leave, Damian walks up to her with one question. "Can you teach me how to fence?"

Taken aback the question y/n has to take a moment to register it. She sighs, "You're better off getting a professional trainer because I haven't held a saber or epee in a hot minute." She's not even trying to avoid Damian even though he just reminds her how much of a failure she is. She's just being honest.

The boy is becoming visibly frustrated. Panicking and remembering his last tantrum, y/n quickly says that she'll teach him the basics after her classes. Seeing that he was calming down y/n makes a quick escape.

After her last class, she sees Damian waiting right outside of her classroom. Once she's in his peripheral vision he tries to drag her back to the manor and into the newly established fencing room, but she needs to make a quick stop.

Will not let her go alone no matter what. So she kinda has no choice but to bring him along. It's nothing new. She makes a quick call informing someone that she'll have someone with her before jumping into her car. They take a long ride out of Gotham and into the woods. Making Damian wonder where the hell y/n is going.

The second one to meet Jeremiah is Damian. Jeremiah only politely greets him before leaving to talk with y/n in another room. The first impression Damian has of Jeremiah is not a good one. Highly suspicious of him and is not comfortable letting y/n be alone in a room with him. Low-key impressed by the labyrinth that Jeremiah calls his house and likes the interior of the living room. Every classy.

Would have put his ear against the door to hear what they were saying if it wasn't for Echo. She was staring him down. He's pretty sure she hasn't blinked since they got here. Going off what Tim said to the others about Echo possibly being y/n's lover, Damian wonders what y/n sees in Echo.

When they leave and get back into the car Damian brings up Echo. "Your girlfriend should learn how to blink." y/n almost stomped on the breaks. "Girlfriend...? Echo?" She's very confused. "Who else am I talking about." This is when she learns that the whole family thinks she's dating Echo. The idea is funny but also irked her because that was far from the truth. Calmly explains to Damian that isn't the case and that she was simply Jeremiah's bodyguard. Damian can't wait to tell Tim that he was wrong.

Once they get back to the manor y/n teaches Damian about fencing. First going over the rules and the 4 types of fencing before doing anything physical. Surprisingly time flew by. They probably would have been fencing all night if Alfred didn't interrupt them for dinner. y/n planned on leaving, but Damian convinced her to at least stay for dinner because Alfred made her favorite dish and dessert.

This is around the time y/n starts to think that Damian isn't too bad. Out of everyone in the family, Damian is probably the one she'd be the most lenient towards. She's lenient towards the whole family, but Damian is still relatively young. He was able to move on from his horrible childhood, even though that resulted in him lashing out, y/n can forgive that to an extent. Deep down she sees him as her little brother even after their rough patch.

The fact that he isn't breaking into her apartment and trying to connect with her, makes her think that it's safe to be around him. That she isn't going to be verbally reminded that she's one of the most worthless human beings to be alive.

She starts straying a little longer at the manor to mentor Damian a few times. He starts to worry when she easily has the wind knocked out of her and has a cough that doesn't go away. She tells him that it's nothing to worry about. Might lie to him if doesn't give up on the topic by saying she's developed asthma. The lie isn't implausible since anyone can develops asthma at any age and it is hereditary.

It calms Damian down a little. Now he constantly carries an inhaler just in case y/n needs it. She feels so bad lying to him, but she thinks it's for the best that everyone should stay in the dark about her medical condition.

Seeing y/n willingly hang out with Damian gets under Tim's skin. He's given her space unlike Damian, except for that one time but it was only one time. The little gremlin has been harassing her since that one "outburst". He'd want to pull out the 'I knew her longer' card, but he knows how petty it would be. Who she hangs out with isn't his problem and he should mind his own business.

He does mind his own business, but he may occasionally check the cameras to see what y/n and Damian are up to. That's all he swears. Oh, my god, they're going to orchestral concerts and museums together now!? This is so unfair Tim thinks to himself.

They use to be so close.

Honestly, Bruce is thankful for Damian. He's keeping y/n around the manor longer so she can be completely safe from the madness of Gotham. It's also good to know that she's willingly interacting with one of her brothers. It almost warms his heart to see her not be so anxious while in the manor. Just almost because she shouldn't have to feel anxious in the first place. This was the place she once called home, it should make her feel safe not anxious.

Remember the team of toxicologists?

If you don't that's fine. They were killed by the bomb placed in the laboratory, so it's not like they'd be brought up again.

Everyone thinks it's Jerome. The loss of innocent life and y/n suddenly going missing seems like a Jerome thing to do. When they hunt down Jerome, he just kinda shrugs his shoulders while doing a poor job at hiding his smile. Damian wants to scratch his face off or rip his face off depending on the state of it. Dick has to hold back the little monster while Bruce interrogates the ginger.

It goes nowhere until Jerome gets bored of interrogation and tells them, "I'm tired of him thinking that he's better than me. We're quite the same, but I'm the better one. I just had to give him a fresh air of courage to be his true self." Everyone understands what he's say and also groaning that they have to deal with another fucking Valeska.

BONUS

Jerome, Jeremiah, Joker, and Harley being a sort of dysfunctional family is a fun idea. (Inspired by this) Joker and Harley enable the twins' unhealthy love for y/n Wayne.

Harley is more "innocent" in her enabling because she sees nothing wrong with it. The staking, the murder, it's nothing when it's the name of love. (When she leaves Joker for Ivy, she might feel guilty for egging them on. That she played a part in instating y/n into a toxic relationship. Out of anyone, she'd be the one to understand what's it like to be in one. This might motivate her to help keep y/n safe in the future.) Out of the two Harley is rooting for Jerome. He just seems like the lesser evil for y/n.

Joker finds the whole thing funny and pathetic at the same time. The twins are destroying half of the city for a girl, it almost makes him want to roll his eyes. Almost because of the lengths they'll go to. How they're always butting heads and seeing how distraught the girl gets is fun. He can't help but laugh at it. He'll be putting his money on Jeremiah because he sees potential. He's not reckless like Jerome or impatient, Jeremiah is in it for the long haul.

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fics i want for the batfam

a fic where damian, duke and tim get lost in England together just as civilians. they're still vigilantes but they're forced on break. Cass is also there but no one but oracle knows. Cass just fucks around making things chaotic.

The Al Ghuls (+jason) hanging out

just a bunch of times where steph is recognised as apable/impressive to the batfam

more dick's batman era fics where they are just found family. all of them. Alfred, Babs, Steph, Dick and damian.

Helena being steph's big sister

dick jason and cass acting immature and childish together (they deserve it)

jay not telling the bats he's hood and just kinda does his killing thing but ends up like being a huge softie with the birds and batman doesn't go on his ass for the killing thing- cause ever since red hood appeared statistics have gotten better. and he becomes like- an ally??? he like goes into the cave but he keeps his hood on and doesn't show his face. and the bats are chill. even funnier if JL/YJ/Titans saw him once or twice and went "who tf is that one?" "hood?" "who is he?" "no fucking clue, but he's really gentle" "he has guns & explosives with kryptonite strapped to his thigh"

cass just having a break down.

Where oracle helps like CONSISTENTLY LIKE FAIL WITHOUT THEM on teams like JL, Titans, BoP, Bats&Birds and YJ and the non-bats/birds try to find out her identity but fail??? and then they're lowkey scared cause holy fuck why do they know so much. Then they meet babs. and are intimidated.

duke and kate eating fries on a rooftop sharing opinions and insights on the bats + duke being comfortable to ask her questions he wouldn't ask the others.

MORE HOGWARTS AUs specifically ones with tim in slytherin, dick&duke in Gryffindor, Jason in Ravenclaw, and Dami & Cass in Hufflepuff and they all thrive in their houses. other things needed are jay with weasely twins, damian sneaking in other towers because he hates hufflepuff at first by purely fucking scaling the walls. cass being a ginny chaos enabler, jason/duke/dick in tri-wizard tournament and helping harry out, duke explaining his meta powers by "haha guys i swear it 's the wiz-waz-wand lmao", them all ditching the yule ball to hangout and play tag in the forbidden woods.

#only in gotham

everytime the gotham sirens called batman a bitch

JL meeting bat's kids (+steph, kate, harper) and thinking holy fucks sake these guys are scarier than batman. Especially constantine and steph (lmao iconic depressed blondes in completely different directions)

damian, jon and billy batson causing mayhem

steph getting to secretly be a single mom (B doesn't know) but every bat +superman (y'know for funnsies let's throw him in to give steph a heart attack) thinks they are the only one who knows.

if steph never met the bats got herself crazy mentors (league even??) and was strong enough to be recruited to titans while being SIGNIFICANTLY younger so it's basically them fighting to adopt spoils. who, no, has not shown her face yet.

wayne memes where social media users talk about how much of a meme the waynes are also who tf is steph she is everywhere but she isn't even famous or a wayne and is she a in-law or step-sis?

benard being the batshit crazy one in him and tims relationship

Oliver queen just witnessing mental breakdowns from every bat (yes even the big man) without them knowing he's there and him just slowly walking away with chips or something trying not to crunch loudly so they won't notice him but he's hallway already crunching.

dick just crashing at different titans places when bruce kicks him out and him REFUSING to explain (no, no one in JL knows where robin is but when he's gone THEY ARE SCARED)

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4, 5, 6, A and B for Mags and Genji

thank you, Mika 🥺💗 I caved and gave them a second little bab. I couldn't leave him an only child 🤧

4. Who is the one the kids call out to when they’re looking for something?

Genji. He's way more organized than Mags. Even after all these years, she's still rather messy and chaotic with everyone's stuff. She's the type of person who uses her phone's flashlight to look for her phone in the dark.

5. Who’s constantly up checking on the baby in the middle of the night (even when the baby is sound asleep)?

Mags. At first. It's more out of fear that she wakes up one day and it turns out everything was just a dream. With Hanako, Mags is a lot calmer. She's still checking for her in the middle of the night, but not out of fear. Overprotectiveness. (She calls it being careful and attentive.)

6. Who has their kids’ favorite movie nearly memorized on account on how frequently they request to watch it?

Genji. Mags isn't good with remembering movies. She barely remembers the main characters' names. Talk about attentiveness. Genji on the other hand remembers every little detail. He also asks the kids about the movies and listens to their endless babbling with great interest.

A. Who do they think their child takes after? In what ways do they remind them of each other?

Well. I've mentioned some time ago that Taro is a troublemaker, cocky and impulsive. Genji says the boy definitely takes after his mother, while Mags claims the opposite is true. They seem to forget how both were wild and kind of insufferable in their younger years. He's a good mix of both parents when they were younger. Hanako is a lot calmer, but also adventurous. She thinks before she acts, always questioning her next step. Mags knows she takes after (an older and wiser) Genji.

B. What was their first night as new parents like?

Tricky question. Their first night as parents together was the night they reunited. Both of them learned the other is still alive. When Taro was born, Mags had refound her hope and happiness. After what Talon had done to her and the loss of Genji drained her of both. But holding their son in her arms… it sparked something in her. She regained her fighting spirit. She would use her abilities to join the fight against the omnics (and Talon) for him.

When Genji learned that not only Mags was still alive, but he also has a son. It felt almost overwhelming. (He didn't even realize at first that it was his son sksk) There was also this very faint fear that Taro would be scared of him, but that wasn't the case. The little one knew exactly who Genji was (somehow) and he was so happy to see him.

[veronica-17-hood]

tim drake x reader <3

-first time for everything…he’s a little older (20ish)

-was requested but lmk if you want more

-cute lil fluff, maybe some unknown who knows :,)

- art that was on this post is directly credited to @angelcitizen

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you knew dating him would be hard, but you never knew it was going to this hard.

i mean every morning, after you slept soundly in the high rise apartment one that was in a nicer place in gotham as tim insisted, you would click on your television and see clips of him being beaten to a pulp at 4am by some random gotham villain.

for a while you separated yourself from it all, he told you and he was scared he had broke you. you simply stared at him with wide eyes and a slightly ajar jaw, it also didn’t help that he told you this over lunch when you were trapped on the 60th fourth of WE.

you didn’t leave him, and you didn’t want to leave him. but it was hard to know that each night after he dropped you off at home each night with a cuddle and kiss he would rush off to fight alongside a man dressed as a giant bat.

tim never let you stitch him up, if he ever came to yours directly after with a bruised side or cuts adorning his cheeks he brushed them off and focused on you rather.

it drove you nuts, genuinely insane.

but he insisted he was fine, each night when he would appear in normal sweats and large hoodies at your apartment door at some ungodly hour of night, but still have bruises littered across his body and blood dripping from god knows where across your hard wood floors.

he wanted to keep your separate from it all, he never wanted you to get hurt like babs or run misses like her either. he also had no intention of bringing you into the batcave ever, like ever, regardless of you and his siblings pleas. (they loved you more than life)

but tonight, tonight he couldn’t keep it separate.

the riddler was taunting bats with names, bruce of course kept his cool, frown deepening with each name fiddled in the form of riddles. tim on the other hand decided to swing by and help his adoptive father tonight, thinking it would be a good idea since damian was out for the week.

what tim didn’t expect was your name to be tumbled from the lips of a man who used to be harmless, who used to be at least a 3 on the scale of bad villains but now has somehow worked his way up to a solid 7, an 8 on special occasions.

and today, tim could have sworn his whole life flashed before his eyes as your beautiful name tumbled with a mixture of words to rhyme and scheme for the infamous batman and red robin to decipher.

the riddler saw the baby birds reaction too, smiled deeply as tim’s panicked expression overtook his face, he struck a nerve.

the riddler didn’t even know if this would work, he didn’t have anything planned and you weren’t in any danger, but he wasn’t expecting the red robin tonight and he always liked a good game.

he had seen red robin slipping in and around your apartment, mainly scaling down the building to swing into the window. he was intrigued by the thirds robin’s interest in you and your high rise building in the center of downtown gotham.

tim didn’t even wait for batman’s permission, though bruce’s heart panged for you too (he loved you as his own) and he shooed tim away and off he was to you.

he couldn’t get there fast enough.

he wished bruce gave him the car, or he had a bike like jason’s or like dick did when he was robin. he wanted cyborgs car that was across the country in jump city. he wanted anything to get to you faster, he needed his sun to be okay.

so he went as fast as he could.

faster, faster, faster. that’s all he could think, he was mumbling that mixed with your name, a type of plead in hopes that you were okay.

he heard babs babbling over coms confused about where he was going, dick was chiming in as he was sat next her in the cave taking care of the newest robin, the demons head. before he knew it everyone was shouting for bruce or time to answer, and no one was.

tim was already bleeding from his brow and sore all over, it had been a relatively rough night and you being in danger was icing on the cake for him, and he couldn’t deal with more chatter and with that the com lines were muted and his turned off as he swung from building to building with yours in sight.

he didn’t care who saw him swing into your apartment with full gear on, he didn’t bother to acknowledge the chatter echoing from the street as people watched him fly from rooftop to rooftop.

with one final sweep, he launched himself toward your building, now staff tucked behind his neck as a way of stabilizing his head from impact, smashing through your large bay window, rolling onto the ground of your home with a large crash followed with an even louder thud.

he couldn’t even scream your name loud enough, chanting it over and over as the glass slowly landed in parts of his skin, his shoes littered with it as he stomped around trying to balance himself.

his scanned the room, listening in for your breathing for something, unaware of if he should move or if he should stay, afraid of all the outcomes rushing through his head.

“please, please be okay.” he felt himself almost about to wail, his eyes glossing over, he had only been in your home for less than two minutes before he heard movement shuffling from your bedroom, a place the two of your spend so many shared nights.

his eyes immediately jumped to the hallway, boy staff now extended and propped behind his head, one hand resting in it and the other coming into a fighting stance almost, eyes narrowed through his mask toward the darkness shadow coming closer.

a scream filled his ears as you came into view, and as soon as he saw you unharmed and ready to fight, his body instantly relaxed.

though you now stood in the glass filled room, in your pajamas with a baseball bat cling to your fisted hands for dear life, screaming at the top of your lungs.

“for fuck sakes tim!” those were the only words you could choke out, the bat falling in surrender to the non criminal standing in your living room.

your heart was racing as you took in the image before you, broken glass, sirens sounding, a bloody and shallowing breathing tim, it was over stimulus for any normal person and you felt like your mind was about to overload.

though your name sounded like heaven as tim rushed from the shallow window to your body, sweeping you up in his arms and holding you as if you were about to disappear into the air within his grasp.

“you’re okay” he stated, pulling you tighter into his chest “you’re okay.” he repeated again and again until he pulled away to hold your face in his hands, “my sunshine, oh my sunshine, you’re okay.”

“of course i’m okay tim.” you breathed, leaning your lips in to press a small kiss to the corner of his mouth, hoping to understand what just unfolded both in his mind and in your living room.

as you pulled back to take a look at log term boyfriend, ignoring the mess and the glass piercing your feet, you oozing blood dripping slowly down his brow caught your eye.

your hand instinctively went up to reach the mark, tim flinching back in the process, his eyes flying open as he just realized what he had done. it was all a game, a riddle, he had just done the one thing he swore he never would.

“i’m fine.” he grumbled, though the bloodshot eyes and tired body language indicated otherwise as your hand grasped his face bringing the cute eye level to your own.

a small sigh escaped your lips, making tim’s hand grasp tighter around your waist “clearly not bubs.”

you knew he wanted to protest, but he didn’t, you were okay and he will allow you to do anything you pleased in this moment.

you were okay.

hands locked now, the sirens fading away as the two of your tracked into the apartment toward the bathroom. tim did manage to mumble an all clear to the many bats chattering away over comms, all of them worried off their asses about the two of you.

you lead the boy into the bathroom, setting him down gently as your fingers reached for his mask, a smile adoring both of your lips.

“wanna tell me what happened tonight?” you hum, gently grabbing the mask and toying it around your fingers before placing to the side of counter.

tim stared at you long and hard, eyeing your movements as you reached for the first aid kit in the medicine can sit behind him. he knew he didn’t need stitches and you did too, but he definitely needed to be cleaned up. “well?”

he could hear the teasing tone in your voice, oh how he loved you, so very much. “do i have to tonight?”

his eyelids fluttered and lip sucked into his teeth as your pour the alcohol across the surface of his skin, a cotton pad following directly after to help clean the area. “you don’t have to ever if you don’t want to.”

and that, that answer alone was why he fell in love with you in the first place. you never pushed him, you never made him to anything, even on all those nights when you would beg to help stitch him up or plead to just see what it was like in the field, you always let him decide and accepted that decision.

“was just worried ‘bout you.” tim finally settled on answering as you tabbed the bandaids across the opposite direction of the wound, taking a quick glance at the boy in front of you.

“mhm.” your fingers tapped against his skull signifying you finished cleaning him up, trailing them down his shoulder and around the nape of his neck to pull him into your stomach “ ‘m always worried ‘bout you.”

his hands engulfed your legs, his head resting against your stomach, definitely getting blood on your shirt (well it’s his).

the two of you stayed like this for a while, your hands twiddling with the hair at the nape of his neck and his fingers tapping across your thighs, both of you with large smiles on your faces.

“so,” you started after a few blissful moments with your bubs, your boy, “the window?”

tim could feel your restrain to laugh, though he could always feel the warmth from your smile, his mirroring as he shoved his face further into your body mumbling a response “i’ll fix it”

“you mean bruce will fix it.” you fully laughed now, pulling his face away from you so you can stare down at his beautiful, tired tired eyes.

“tomato, tamato.”

and you never did find out what happened that night, but tim did move in a month later and started to allow you to stitch him up, give him extra love, and he did very much so fix the window.

with the help of bruce’s credit card of course.

[fantasy2739]

Prompt idea: Jamie and a woman he has a one night stand with have a pregnancy scare. He's really worried about being a bad father (the sad part), so he insists on taking care of one of those RealCare baby dolls that cry and hijinks ensue (the funny part).

Okay so I had to google what a RealCare baby is because we don’t really use them where I am (or we do and I’ve just never seen one). So the accuracy is definitely a no.

Jamie stares at Amy like she’s grown a second head.

“You’re what?” He croaks. She purses her lips.

“I said, I might be pregnant.” She repeats. They’re sat in Jamie’s house, which he is eternally grateful for because he’s pretty sure he almost spat juice everywhere. “My periods late and my stomach has been feeling shitty.” Jamie cringes a little at that because what the fuck is he supposed to say.

“But we used a condom.” He says, it’s almost a whine. Amy sighs.

“They’re only so effective.” She says.

“And you’re not like, on the pill?” He asks, wary that he might be crossing some line. Amy shakes her head and Jamie nods, because fair enough. “What do we do then?” Amy considers it for a moment.

“I’m gonna get one of those fancy tests that tells you early and then we’ll go from there.” She says. The look she gives him is almost pitying. “I just wanted to let you know, cause there isn’t really anyone else I can tell.” Jamie nods and insists that he pay for the test. Amy smiles at him and tells him she’ll text him. Jamie sees her out and goes to curl up on the sofa. He’s mulling over what happens if Amy is actually pregnant. Do they keep the baby? Do they not? He can’t force Amy to do either. He wraps his arm around a cushion and stares at the wall.

He’d be a shit dad.

Well no, maybe not. He doesn’t actually know. But then he doesn’t have the best idea of being a dad. His dad is a piece of shit. What if they keep the baby and he’s shit with them? What if they don’t like him?

What if he hurts them?

Jamie grips the cushion tighter. He’s terrified. He’s breathing faster and he’s scared of this child that may not even be a thing. How the fuck is he supposed to be a parent if he’s freaking out over the idea of one? He spends the next couples of days pacing back and forth, mulling it all over in his mind.

He’d hurt his kid.

He doesn’t want to be like his father.

He hopes he’s like his mum.

He doesn’t know if he can break the cycle.

Amy’s text is a blessing.

‘Hi Jamie, I took two tests to be sure, both negative! Thanks Amy X.’

Jamie feels so relieved he nearly cries. He’s been teetering on the edge of uncertainty for too long. He shakes it off, sends Amy a quick thanks, and tries to forget.

Except he can’t.

Now that he’s thought he could be having a kid he’s almost desperate to prove he wouldn’t be shit. Or at least he’d like to know. So after an hour of googling he ends up order a fucking RealCare baby. He’s never regretted a purchase so quickly. But it’s too late now. He needs to know.

Okay so maybe he shouldn’t have turned up to Richmond with the fucking baby but he’s supposed to treat it like an actual baby.

“Why the fuck do you have a fake baby?” Roy asks like Jamie has just personally caused every problem Roy has ever had. Jamie doesn’t know what to say, so he shrugs and puts the baby, who he’s named Babs, on the bench. “Jamie, seriously what the fuck?”

“It is cute.” Sam says. “But also very creepy.” Isaac is moving from side to side.

“It’s eyes are like following me.” He says. Ted comes out to see what the commotion is about and he sees Babs.

“Well who’s this little cutie?” He asks. Jamie smirks.

“Babs.” He says. “It’s one of them RealCare baby things.” Ted is all smiles.

“Reminds me of high school, take a bag of flour home, treat it like a baby.” He says. He pauses and looks at Jamie with wide eyes. “You’re having a baby?” Jamie shakes his head.

“Had a… scare.” He admits. “Wanted to try it out.” There’s silence and then.

“So have you brought lots of clothes?”

“Let me hold the baby.”

“Does it cry all the time?”

“Do you have to feed it and shit?”

“Can I be the fun uncle?” Jamie blinks a few times and smirks.

“I want Babs to have good role models. So none of you fucks.” He says. “Except maybe Ted and maybe Sam.” Sam grins. “Roy you can be Babs’ great grandad since you’re fucking old enough.” Roy growls but there’s a softness in his eyes. Jamie picks Babs up and cradles her gently. He steps towards Ted, who has his arms ready in a second.

“Cute as a button.” Ted says as he holds her.

“Takes after her mum then.” Bumbercatch jokes. Jamie sticks his tongue out at him.

“Oh hush now.” Ted says. “I think it’s real great you’re doing this Jamie.” Jamie shrugs and takes Babs back. He crooks his arms around her and cradles her. He makes a cooing face. There’s a flash and someone has definitely snapped a picture. Jamie flips them off and goes back to his baby. Some of the team are leaning off his shoulder.

“Oi, we still have training to do.” Roy reminds them.

“We can’t leave her in the locker room.” Colin says. “She’ll get hurt.” There’s murmurs of agreement.

“Fucking fine, I’ll hold her while you all practice.” Roy caves. Jamie smirks.

“Here Babs, say hello to your great grandad.” He says, carefully handing her over. Roy takes her and it must be a trick of the light because he almost looks sweet. “Be good yeah, he’s too old to do things quickly.” Roy glares but cuddles Babs close. They go out and practice. When Dani scored he runs over to Babs and holds her up.

“That one of for you chiquita mia.” He says. Roy’s rolling his eyes but Jamie thinks it’s great. Babs has a special place in all their hearts

The next day he turns up sleep deprived but oddly pleased. Babs had cried all night. Jamie had tried everything he could think of; changing, feeding, holding. He had been annoyed but he’d also been scared. He was so worried about what might be wrong with Babs and he just wanted to make it better. Sitting up on his bedroom floor, cradling Babs gently to his chest he realised he hadn’t once thought about yelling at her or hitting her. So he was smiling as he strolled in. He was met by an avalanche of people.

“Look, we got Babs her own little kit!” Issac said, thrusting a bag at Jamie.

“I made her something.” Bumbercatch says, holding out a beautiful red and blue scarf. Jamie smiles widely, it’s all very sweet. Sam comes forward with a little blanket that he wraps around Babs. There’s a little noise of contentment and the room aw’s

“I just want to check, we do know that it’s a fake baby?” Nate asks, almost timidly. They all look at him. “Right, okay, yep, Babs is adorable Jamie.” Jamie rocks her slightly and they’re rewarded with more cute noises.

“You look tired.” Jan says, blunt as ever.

“Fatherhood, keeps you on your toes.” Jamie says with a shrug. The day dissolves into different teammates stealing Babs to play. Jamie catches Colin and Issac gently cooing over her in the boot room. Bumbercatch wraps her in her scarf and takes a million photos. Zoreaux and Dani run around with her, showing her Richmond like it’s a fucking museum. Even Jan caves and hugs her close for twenty minutes, telling everyone it’s comforting.

Babs stays with Jamie for another week. Despite how tired he is at the end of it he knows he’ll do anything for his kid. He’s not ready to be a dad yet, way too busy. But it’s reassuring to know he won’t be completely shit.

And he knows the team will be there, every step of the way.

[miraculous-trinity-leo]

Whacky Gotham, Goofy New York, and Chaotic Paris.

(Part 1) (Part 2) (Part 3) (Part 4) (Part 5) (Part 6) (Part 7) (Part 8)

Chapter 6: Evade The Bats, and Beat The Crows

•—–—–·†·–—–—•

The girls are in the old living room setting up clues (that are absolutely... useless) around Gotham. One being a picture Harley and Multimouse took earlier that day.

"They might think to look here after they realize the clues are fake." - Steph

"Then where else would they not think to look?" - Maria

"W.E, I can get you and Harley in without them knowing easily." - Barbara said with a confident smile.

"But they'll have to go incognito... especially you Harley, no offense, but your outfit stands out just a tad." - Steph

"Ehhh, none taken, I'm sure I can tink of somthin' else tuh wear." - Harley

"I can help with that, but I'll need some clothes and some sewing supplies." - Maria said already thinking of what she could make.

Cass gave a nod and headed out of the room, after a few minutes she came back with t-shirts, jackets, sweaters, shorts, jeans, etc. and droped the pile of clothes infront of the group. She then handed Maria a sewing set she got from Alfred.

"Thanks Cass. I'll get to work on making our costumes." - Maria

"Let me help yuh wit' dat hun." - Harley said as she picked up most of the clothes for Maria

"Thanks." Maria

•—–·Let's see the Chaos shall we·–—•

"You never told us she could use magic!" - Red Hood looking under the table

"I wonder if she can infuse magic with coffee..." - Red Robin said looking in the cabinets for the third time.

"Stop looking for coffee!" - Red Hood

"She could've hidden in here." - Red Robin said while crabbing a mug

"I haven't had enough sleep to deal with this." - Selina then walked over and flopped herself on the couch and proceeded to fall asleep on impact.

"Maria get your tiny self back here right now or else!" - Tony

"Or else what? She Knows MAGIC! What else does she know that you haven't told us?!" - Red Hood

"... I never told you becuase it's meant to be a secret!" - Tony

"Oh, so now you agree with keeping things a secret?" - Red Robin grabbing the coffee

"What else can she do Tony." - Batman

"Well... she's great with tech, can kick butt in a LOT of different ways, has magic, and if she wants to, she can find and know where everyone or anyone is, but I think she gets massive headaches from a wide search like that." - Tony

"Anything else?" - Batman

(Tony thinkng of all the tiny gods she has in jewelery, and that she keeps Paris/friends and family safe on a daily basis, and that she is the well known designer MDC...)"No..." - Tony

As ivy was listening to them talk, she continued to search her garden, until one of her plants had a message fo her.

"Hello Ms. Ivy, please don't help Batman and Iron Man find us, we promise we'll be careful." - Maria

"Where are you?" - Ivy asked whispering into the plant.

After a few minutes Ivy got a detailed plan that Maria, Harley and the girls came up with to evade The IronBat group (Maria thought that would be better than ManMan group 'But it's Bat MAN and Iron MAN, so it has tuh be The ManMan group.' was Harleys defence, but Maria won that one.) and Ivy agreed to help as best she could.

•—–· Over to the Miraculous gang ·–—•

Plagg is cackling like there's no tomorrow.

"Guys something must be wrong, Plagg won't stop cackling, he won't even touch the cheese I gave him!!!" - Adrien

"There's no time for that, we need to find out where the hell Maria is!!" - Chloé

"Hahahaha, Ti- heheh Tikk- pffhaaaaaaahaha!!!" - Plagg

"He's trying to form words!" Adrien cradling Plagg in his hands "What is it my friend? Don't do this, you're to young...*sniff * you're to beautiful!"

"Hehehehe Shhhh- hahaha, she- she- haha...heheh- I'm so p-hehe-Proud wahahaha " - Plagg

"Proud?! She?! Where?! Who, is it Maria?!" - Chloé

"Hhhhhhhhahhaaaaaaaaaa" - Plagg

"Oh God he's wheezing!" - Adrien

"Hey guys, Peter and I got the snacks, found out where Maria might- oh kwami." - Alix walking into the room to a zombie looking Chloé, a panicked Adrien and the Kwami of death/bad luck/chaos laughing himself to death.

"Has he finally lost it?" - Peter

"She has become a true cat! hahahahahaaaaa heheheheeeeeee." - Plagg

Everyone in the room but Plagg "Oh fu-"

•—–· Over to the Batfam ·–—•

So everyone is panicking because for the past hour none of them could find Multimouse. Robin is sitting on the couch next to a now fully awake Selina, Red Hood and Nightwing are once again feeding each other the worst possible situation she could be in, Tony may or may not be hyperventilating, Red Robin is drinking coffee, and Batman is as stoic as ever... well on the outside anyway, on the inside, it's a warzone. Ivy is drinking her tea, slightly worried, but also hiding a small smile.

"What if we ask Oracle to try and help us find her?" - Red Robin

"... Right... Yes, ok let's do that... Bats you do it, I need to sit down." - Tony

•—–· Back to the girls ·–—•

The girls moved everything to the Bat-cave so they could set the route they would take, then the Bat-Computer started ringing.

"Hide!" - Steph

"Where, dere's nuttin' tuh hide behind!" - Harley

"Quick under the Bat-Computer." - Barbara

As soon as Harley and Maria hid under the Bat-Computer, Batman and the rest of the Batfam was on video call.

"Hey guys, what do you need?" - Barbara acting like nothing happened

"We need you to search for Maria, she's in a dark gray suit with pink accents, and she's with Harley." - Batman

"Ok, no prob, I'll contact you when I've found something." - and with that Barbara exited the call.

"Should we start heading out?" - Maria

"Yup, and here are your ID badges, don't lose them. I'll give our Batfam fake sightings, and lead them far away, then once you reach W.E I'll slowly start leading them closer to you." - Barbara

"Thanks, keep in touch if they decide to split up." - Maria

"Roger that." - Steph said giving a solute

•—–·–—•

Soon Multimouse and Harley are running over roof tops again, doing tricks, and stopping petty crimes, Barbara is leading the Batfam all over Gotham, and then they got to W.E, after Maria transformed back, they entered the building. Thanks to Babs, they entered without any problems and had free roam for the entire building, with some exceptions like new weapons designs, or the roof. They were hiding in the building for about an hour on the 7th floor when Barbara called in.

"Hey girls, you might want to be careful, I spotted some of Scarecrows goons a few blocks away, they seem to be heading in your direction, I'd say about 6mins tops until they reach W.E. Best to find a good room to stay in, or get out of there." - Barbara

"Thanks fawh de heads up Babs." - Harley

"Ok, we'll try to get out, let us know if we should turn back or not." - Maria

"Got it, and be careful." - Barbara

Maria and Harley then made their way back down, they were taking the stairs, because they figured it would be quicker, once they were on the second floor, they started to calmly make their way through the doors of the stairwell. That's when Scarecrows goons busted in, shouting for everyone to get down, Harley made sure to stay as close to Maria as possible as the goons gathered everyone to a wall. They were told to not move, talk, or do anything to anger them, once everyone was up against the wall, that's when Scarecrow came in. As he entered the room some of the employees started to look very scared, when Maria looked over to Harley, she saw her mouth 'it's ok', afterwards the goons had them all tied up and on the floor sitting down. Scarecrow scanned them before speaking.

"One of you will be testing my newest and most potent fear toxin as of yet. We can do this one out of two ways." He said lifting up two of his needle syringed fingers. "1. You can be a hero, and let yourself be my newest test subject, aka the boring way or 2. I pick whoever I want, aka the slightly less boring way. Now, who wants to go first?"

•—–· Over to Batman ·–—•

The Batfam was running around the other side of Gotham, now without Tony, because someone ( ehem Thor, ehem) was making a giant mess at Avengers Tower, and was fighting Loki... again. It was when they decided to call Oracle that things took another turn.

"Oracle have you foun- " - Batman

"They're at W.E. and Scarecrows there, I can't get in contact with them, and I can't get into the cameras at the moment, I need you to get your butts over there now!" - Oracle

"Wait you were in contact with them?!" - Red Hood

"Not the time! Just get over there before someone gets hurt!" - Oracle

"We're on our way." - Batman

They all then kicked it into high gear and were running to W.E, and out of everyone, Damian seemed to be the most visibly panicked, if him running twice as fast as everyone was any indication. At the speed they were going, they would be there in 20mins or less... hopefully.

•—–· Back to Maria and Harley ·–—•

So while Scarecrow was giving his little speech, Maria whispered into a plant to let Ivy know their situation, she wasn't able to get an answer before she and Harley were pulled away from the crowd.

"And what do we have here? Harley Quinn and a child. How interesting, well then, which one of you would like to test my new fear toxin?" - Scarecrow

"Eh, do me, I bet I got a lot o' trauma and fears from my time wit' Mistuh J. dat yuh would just love tuh see." - Harley

"... As tempting as that sounds I think I'll test it on your little friend here, after all, I know better than to mess with one of the Sirens." - As Scarecrow said that, one of the goons dragged Maria over to him. She didn't panic, she was actually really calm, which worried Harley even more because, remember all that emotional trauma she saw Maria had? Yeah, not the best match for the fear toxin.

As Scarecrow grabbed Maria, she locked eyes with Harley, and gave a brief smile before she felt a sharp jabbing pain in the side of her neck. Her vision went hazy, and from Harleys' point of view, she went a little limp from it.

As Maria started to see again she could hear screams, car alarms going off, and explosion in the distance, when she looked up, she saw them, her friends, her team... her family, they were all there lying infront of her... none of them moving, all of them were lifeless, looking as though turned into a gray husk of what they once were, and beside them were all the Kwamis, and their respective Jewelery, broken and shattered. She felt the tears fall as she looked around. Paris, the once beautiful city of lights, was now a wasteland, everything had a gray tone to it, people, animals, everything that had life... was dead.

And then she heard laughing, a sick disturbing laugh that was all to familiar... Lila. When she turned and saw Vulpina, she felt sick just looking at her.

"You have failed Maria, everyone you knew and loved is gone, all because you weren't here." - Lila

All she felt in that moment... was pure anger, she began to struggle, but somthing was holding her. She kept hearing that stupid laugh, and kept struggling harder and harder.

"You were never good enough, you were meant to always be our everyday Ladybug, but you never were, you never cared for us, and that's why, they're all gone, because you weren't good enough." - Lila

The last four words kept playing over and over in her head, until something clicked, she wasn't in Paris, so how did she get there? The last place she was at... was with Harley, she was in the W.E. building, and had fear toxin injected into her. As she came to that realization, she could hear the laughing fade just a bit, she closed her eyes and focused on finding everyone's souls, when she did, she saw that Scarecrow was right infront of her, a goon next to Harley, and a goon behind her, the other goons had left and were on the first floor. She snapped back when she heard Lilas' voice again.

"You always were stubborn and never accepted the real truth, as class president aren't you supposed to just roll over and do as you're told." - Lila

Maria was done listening to her, and decided to kick Lila in the face (since someone didn't think to tie up her ankles.)

"Just go rott in hell already you lieing fox!" - Maria

Maria didn't get any answer, all she knew was that she hit whatever was really infront of her hard. Maria then heard Lilas' voice morph into a heavier, more distorted voice.

"That's a first, guess I'll have to increase the dosage." - Scarecrow

She then felt another jabbing pain in her neck, all she could do was scream from the pain, her head was spinning, and all she could hear was laughing, sickening laughter that came from both Lila, and now Hawkmoth. One thing Scarecrow didn't account for, was the deep hatred Maria held for both individuals he made her see. Because soon after he gave her more fear toxin she got her footing, pushing back into the goon behind her before using the goons' grib on her to do a half backflip into kicking the guys face in, quickly knocking the goon out, when she stood back up she only saw Hawkmoth, surrounded by her lifeless team and family, she only saw red, and charge right at him. She kept punching and roundhouse kicking him, giving one final charge, ramming into Hawkmoth before she felt weightless. She never heard the panicked scream Harley let out, she never heard the shouts that came from the Batfam just reaching the second floor, before she hit something... something rapped around her holding her from falling any further, causing her to start thrashing around thinking it was Hawkmoth, before seeing he was also grabbed by something. She struggled ignoring the slight pain that went through her harms and legs. She slowly calmed down as she felt her feet touch the ground again, she then saw another Hawkmoth that was now mixed with Lila hug her, she tried to break free, but realized that it wasn't Lila or Hawkmoth... It was calming, and her voice was gentle, it was Ivy. She only heard a few words, that's when she felt something blow on her face, and after a few seconds, she lost conscientiousness.

Harley came sprinting down and was by Ivys' side in less than a minute. Ivy could tell Harley was worried and joined her in hugging a now sleeping Maria.

"I'm sawhry Ives, It all just happened so fast, and she was so awesome at kickin' Cranes @ss, I din't get her out of dere quick enough." - Harley said as she looked Ivy in the eyes, with tears threatening to escape.

"It's alright Harley, none of this is your fault." - Ivy replied comfortingly to Harley

As the two hugged Maria Batman came over.

"We'll take it from here." - Batman

"Hell no. We ain't leavin' her side." - Harley

Batman just let out a sigh, after he dealt with Scarecrow and his goons, Batman, along with his sons, Ivy and Harley, all headed back to the Bat-cave where the other girls and Alfred were waiting.

If anyone noticed Robin looking over to Maria with a concerned look, they just ignored it, and continued their way back home.

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[froggy-frogz]

2014!Raph x Reader

Request: How about some fukin uhhhh 2014 raph with a reader he has a crush on? Male reader again w afab or not 👉👈 how boys and reader met can be up to u but the reader gets along well w all of them,, enjoying video games and play fights with them a bit.

A/N: Sorry for the wait @fuck-mcgee !! But here’s your request <3

Warnings: None really, just male pronouns

    You had known Raphael and his brother for a good year now.  It was thanks because of April O'Neil, your good friend from work, where you were interning.  [ It was because April hadn't been to work for a few days, so you went looking for her, and you may or may not have stumbled into the turtles’ lair.]

   Yep, you worked with her on Channel 6.

   When you weren't at work, you were mostly in the lair with the four brothers. You found them sweet, in their own ways, but you found one of them you preferred over the others; Raph.

   This was one of the said times you were at the lair, and you were lounging around, making the best of your afternoon by not moving at all, and by also watching Leo and Mikey spare, because it was sort of entertaining. 

   You were lazily watching, trying not to fall asleep because you haven't moved in a good minute when the couch lurched and an arm was draped across the back of the couch.

   "Hey handsome, didn't know ya were dropping by today." The figure next to you rumbled, making your insides lurch and you were mysteriously wide awake again.

   How you didn't hear Raph approach was a mystery, but now the giant was sitting right next to you.

   Like, right next to you, as in his side was digging into yours. Not like you minded, but your heart was racing.

   It was second nature, but you gently leaned into him and snorted, "Was planning on coming over tomorrow but Mikey texted me and said he wanted someone to watch him beat Leo at sparring so he'd have proof-" 

   Raph cocks an eyebrow as you turn your head to him, "Mikey asked that ya come over? Damn, babe, if you needed an invitation I could have given ya one."

   Your heart swells at his words and, you grin and playfully punch his arm, "I'm going to hold you to that-" You hesitate for a second before grinning at him, "You want to ditch these two and go do something actually interesting?"

   Before Raph can respond, Mikey pauses, "Angelcheeks, don't leave with him," He pouts, "We can do something together, all of us."

   "Mmm? And what's that?" You ask as you try not to snicker at the furious look on his face as Mikey talked.

   "Video games, c'mon please?" He begged, getting up from his spot next to Leo, "Pleaseeeeeeeeeeee-"

   When you finally cave after another good minute of on and off whining from Mikey, he cheers and runs off, to 'go get Donnie so we can all play together'.    Once everyone was on the couch and had a controller, you found yourself pressed against Raph, again, as his plastron dug into your arm. Good god, you were sure you would pass away right then and there.

  "Alright, we can start with Mario Cart- and maybe then after that we can play Smash Brothers?" Mikey chirps, and both you and Donnie nod, even though Leo and Raph look less... happy about the current arrangement.

   "Oh come on Raphie, don't you want to play video games with me?" You playfully pout, laying your head on his giant forearm muscle, as you look up with him. 

   He grunts and gives you a questionable look before sighing, "Of course babe, just not with them." He says the last part a little louder, probably so Mikey could hear.

   You could hear Mikey snicker, "What? So you can have some quiet time with [Y/n], it's sort of obvious with how much time you spend with him that you l" 

   Raph sends Mikey a death glare before sharply speaking, "Let's just play the damn game."

   Thankfully, no one said anything else as Mario Cart booted up, though you felt like you could choke on how little air was passing through your lungs. Was Mikey about to say that Raph likes you? It couldn't be... You got along with him, and you two were close, that was all...

   There was no way he could like you the way you liked him. 

   For all you knew, Raph could be straight. There was no way he could like guys.

   "Hey, [Y/n]," Raph rumbles, "Ya alright?"

   He gets closer, ignoring the game for a second to move his face closer to yours, "You're all red, are you feeling sick?"

   You gulp, and shake your head, "No I'm fine... It's just a little stuffy in here."

   That answer seemed to be good with him cause he nods, and turns his attention back to the game, and you have to hold back a sigh.

   Though, after Mikey won game after game, you felt a little woozy, and leaned into Raph, "Raph, can we go to your room? It's... um, too hot in here."

   It was almost automatic that Raph dropped his controller, "Alright babe, let's go-" He rumbles, scooping you up, "I think [Y/n] has come down with something, I'm going to take him into the other room."

   There were protests from Mikey, but they dimmed down the closer you got to Raph's room, and as soon as you two were inside, Raph shuts his door and locks it.

"Ya should nap for a little, you're probably tired." Raph's voice gets quiet, as he sets you on his bed, "So, go nap."

   "Wow, Raphael saying please, wouldn't ever imagine that." You curl up into his blankets, closing your eyes, but a grin tugged at your lips. He didn't get a chance to backtalk as you squint an eye open, "Um, would, you like to cuddle me? Please?"

   Raph snorted, "Me? Cuddle ya? Babe, I'm not the most comfortable to lay on, ya better cuddling a pillow."

   "Please Raphie? For a little bit, and than you can do something else-" You plead, opening both eyes to give him the most pleading look you can give him.

   Raph groans, and slinks into the bed with him, "Fine, but never call me that again..." His voice lowers, "You're lucky I love ya."

   You freeze, every muscle in your body tenses up. "Raph... Could you repeat that? That las... last part?"

   He must not even have realized what he said as he looks to you in what looked like a pure and utter shock. 

  "Shit bab- [Y/n], ya probably don't feel the same-" He mumbles, shifting away from you, hiding his gaze. His usual behavior shifted to one that seemed a lot more, embarrassed. 

   "Raphael, look at me." You say softly, reaching out without thinking to cup his cheek, "Could you repeat the last part?"

   There was a pause, and a sigh, before Raph nods, "Erm, what I said was, 'you're lucky I love ya', but ya probably don't like me like that-"

   You have to let out a suprised laugh before you wrap your arm around his neck and you pull yourself into him, "Raph... I love you too, I was just really scared that... you didn't like me like that."

   He blinks, and his demeanor shifts back to his usual one, and his hands cup your sides, "Well, babe, guess I should of known with how flustered ya been getting recently."

   "Shut up-" You groan, "It's your fault I was that red."

  "Mmm, I think ya will have to shut me up, I like teasing ya." He moves you closer to his chest, to where you two are close together, and you can feel his breath on your lips.

   It takes you a minute to process what he said before you hesitantly lean into him, your lips brushing against his. You weren't going to go any closer because you were unsure on how far to take things so you wouldn't make Raph uncomfortable but he made it obvious that he was very, very comfortable as his hands travel to your shirt collar to yank you deeper into the kiss.

   When you two pull back, you can tell your face is red but, Raph doesn't seem to care, "Will ya be my boyfriend babe?"

   "Mmm, let me think about that-" You tease, pretending to think as you shift in his arms, "Of course Raphie-"

   There was a groan behind the door that's mixed up with a Mikey-sounding cheer, "I knew it! Pay up Leo!"

  Raph's the one to turn red now and, he lets out a growl and pulls you closer to him, "Goddamnit Mikey!"

[autisticrosewilson]

An Idea for the Bio Dad! Bruce Wayne AU

After Hearing about the odd things happening in Paris, the Bats start investigating. They're only source of information is the Ladyblog because apparently the mayor blocked all international news, and made all tourists sign a waiver where they couldn't speak of anything super-hero related when not in Parisian territory. They also find out that they've band all superheroes that were not their own or called in specifically by Ladybug and Chat Noir. They decide to send Damian undercover there, with the excuse of some foreign exchange program, and enroll him in "The Akuma Class" (even though he's younger than them all he's far above their curriculum and has no problem skipping some grades). Almost as soon as he steps through the door, your typical rich brat with a superiority complex and lack of manners, he is adopted by Marinette. She sees this kid whose new to the country, all alone in some fancy apartment, doesn't know how to socialize, and becomes immediately defensive when his family is brought up and immediately decides that she was going to be the parent he obviously never had. She all but kidnaps him from his apartment and sets him up in the guestroom in her house where Tom and Sabine welcome him with open arms and hardly question his appearance in their home. It doesn't take him long when he's attending classes with her AND living with her that he figures out she's Ladybug. After that figuring out the rest of the teams identities are easy. He confronts her and after a very long conversation where he demands to help her and her being ConcernedTM she caves and gives him the Bat Miraculous (Yes I did make up a whole kwami for this shut up). After some introductions and basic training with his miraculous Damian debuts as [Insert Name Here IDK I'll figure it out later]. A few months The Bats have been following the Ladyblog feom the beginning and are all absolutely shocked when they get a notification simply titled 'MommaBug being Proud of Her Baby Bat for 30 Minutes Straight' with Ladybug looking down proudly at a black and dark blue hero they've only seen briefly before now in the thumbnail. Turns out they were right to think that this 'Alya' girl was leaving out some parts of the battles, it hadn't crossed their minds that she could have been saving the footage for something else and especially not this.

A week later test results for a DNA test (that apparently Damian suggested and provided samples for) that no one besides Tim was aware of and it turns out that Ladybug was actually a Ladybat.

Bruce promptly freaks out about another bio kid and starts planning a trip to Paris immediately, Dick is happy crying about a new sibling, Cass is on her way home to welcome the new sibling, Duke practically vibrating from the excitement of having another Meta in the family Alfred is smiling fondly and is happy he followed his instincts when he set up a new room in the manor, Jason wastes no time talking about how "It's Genetic!" (In reference to the adopting of random kids/animals, the Cat themed lover though only Mari inherited that, and the control freak nature) and he's "Glad he skipped out on THAT mess." (Though everyone knows he's joking and how excited he is for a sister), Steph is just happy for another girl, Tim and Babs are more than happy to bring out all the research they'd done of her as soon as Damian said he had suspicions about her identity so they could brag about how cool she is to the rest of the family. Babs is also happy for another girl and Tim is almost scared just how alike she is to him in so many ways.

That's what I got for now, it popped into my head and I couldn't get it out so here you go.

[morgansunflower]

Wheel-bound 1/3

Batman/Bruce Wayne X Reader

Warnings :heavy angst, gun wounds, guns

Words: 1,105

Y/N is James 'Jim' Gordon's little sister. Wall they catch up a certain mad man ruins their day. Also Grayson is Robin.

I went to see brother James at his house we sat on the couch. We both had finished our shifts at the station. It has been year's since we spent time together, well without having gun's or life-threatening situations. We sit on his couch.

"so how's my niece?" I ask having not seen her in a while

"she's at her mom's, I'll pick her up tomorrow"

I felt for my brother he ended up with a ugly divorce. He only sees Barbara 2 day's a week. I know he misses Barbara often. He may not be great at relationships, but he's a great father.

"Barbara's very lucky to have you as a father, Jim"

He softly smiled "humph I don't know about that, but anyway how are you? Last I heard you and Bruce were--" he stammered and cleared his throat

I'm a grown ass woman and my overprotective brother still can't handle believing that his dear little sister as had sex. I rolled my eye's

"he's been super busy with Gotham and Wayne enterprise" I say with a heavy sigh missing him "I haven't seen him in a long time"

"maybe it's good for you to have a break"

I snorted "you just like to think I'm still a innocent little girl who doesn't have se--"

"H-H-hey" he nervously laughed "let's not go there"

I heard the door knocking I laugh hitting his shoulder. I walk to the door and opened, Joker! I move my hand to grab my gun. He aimed his gun and fired before I could retaliate.

"Y/N!!" James yelled

I fell back onto the glass coffee table it shattered beneath me. A burning pain in my abdomen. I hear gunfire and my brother's struggling breath. I held my bleeding wound my tears falling in fear of my life and my brother's.

"J-Jim"

Joker, kneeled in front of my touching my cheek

"yes, cry to big brother" he laughed

Dick's P. O. V

At the cave after a training exercise, that M'gann put us in a telekinesis mission that we couldn't have possibly won. Though something added on to my trauma M'gann didn't know Y/N is confined to a wheelchair. I had used a mini robot bug to see and listen to the doctor's. They told Bruce there doing everything they can to save her. That's the last I heard that and she'd never walk again if she were to make it through this. It took everything in my power not to run and hug Y/N when I saw her(though it wasn't really her). I wanted to apologize say that I love her. After my therapy session with Black-Canary I didn't tell her about my only mother figure. I feel that horrible gut feeling I did when I lost my parent's. I walk to the kitchen Miss Martin cooking with a smile. Superboy, sitting on the couch. K-F and Artemis arguing like a married couple. Everything as it should be. So why am I not happy? I can't stop worrying about, Y/N. After my mom and dad died. Bruce, filled in the hole my dad left, in his own way. Y/N, she filled in my hole my mother left. She always cared for me, she disciplines me, she cooks with me, she makes me laugh, I make her laugh and she loves me. I need some space. I went to my bedroom in the cave. I plopped on the bed. I turn onto my side and held onto my pillow. I feel my tears fall.

-"who would like some brownies!" (M'gann)

She had us in a mental link. Great.

-"no thanks M'gann I can't stomach to eat right now"

-"you alright, Rob? (Wally)

-"I'm fine!"

-"you don't sound fine, you sound like hell" (Wally)

-"Wally, be nice" (Artemis)

-"do you want us to call Black-Canary?" (M'gann)

I huff taking a deep breath

-"I just want to go to sleep if you could unlink me. I'd like my thoughts to myself for a while please"

-"o-OK sleep well Boy Wonder" (M'gann)

Bruce's P. O. V

My heart aches seeing Y/N in so much pain. She's lost all feeling from the waist down, confining her to a wheelchair. With my adopted son in the waiting room. I stood in front of her. She was, hooked to a heart monitor, IV fluids and her abdomen bandaged. Wearing a hospital gown with a small blanket on her. I took my glove off. I gently put my knuckles on her soft face

"Y/N, can you hear me?" nothing please open your eye's "Y/N, it's me, it's Bruce"

She jolted her eye's open grabbing my hand, I could've moved away from her grip but I know she's scared. She gasped

"Bruce" her voice tired she grabbed me, I let her wrap her arms around me "he.. He took him Bruce, he took my brother" she cried with fear her anxiety causing her to hyperventilate

"Y/N, calm down" I say softly in hopes of calming my love down "take it easy, it's OK"

She let go her moving her grip to my cape. I cup her arm's as she cried

"what-w-what is he doing to my brother" she sobbed my heart drops

I kissed her she eased her breathing. I leaned on her head

"I promise you, Y/N I will find Jim"

She loosened her grip she touched my chest. She sniffed taking a deep breath.

"I love you"

I reach for her and I hold her hand kissing her knuckles. I usually did not respond when she says those three word's that warm my heart. I would usually show her affection small kisses, loving looks, though given the circumstances

"I love you, Darling"

Y/N's P. O. V

I sat on the wheelchair after a few hours of physical therapy. The doctor explained that I will likely be confined to a wheelchair for the rest of my life. I hear the door knocking

"come in" I say loud enough for whomever was there could hear

I saw, Barbara my 15 year old niece. She covered her face gasping. Tears falling down her face. I narrow my eyebrows hating seeing her so upset. She walked to me and held my hand. I gently rub her back she hugged me. I wrap my arm's around my niece

"oh, Babs we're going to find your dad I promise"

"I heard you were in surgery Bruce pr-promised me on the phone that you we're OK but I was so scared"

"oh, sweetheart it's gonna be OK"

[captainshazamerica]

If this Bruce doesn't adopt Tim I will! But I'm kinda scared for Tim I mean he's either gonna end up with Buce or the titans at some point, im afraid that something terrible is gonna happen his family and then titans/bruce takes him in? That boy loves batman and robin so much like even his family seeing the news knew how much it would upset him although I will say that for the brain that kid has he makes some pretty stupid decisions, hes driving around GOTHAM plastered in the bat-symbol that's not a good idea! the amount of lunatics that roam free in Gotham (and possibly have escaped from arkham) and hate the bat and hes driving around with the bat symbol on him KID be careful!

Some kind of Anti-fear toxin does seem more accurate cuz he's clearly taking something to not be afraid. Maybe it's something he found in Gotham and decided to try it and got addicted so he's using that lab place to try recreate it? and maybe he can't recreate it perfectly cuz in the crowbarring scene he seemed kinda anxious about his surroundings and he'd just taken that inhaler thing to overcome fear so I dunno?? Or maybe he went to arkham to see Crane for some reason and Crane has orchestrated the whole thing and told him about the drug but then wouldn't Crane have to know everyone's identity then? Dude I dunno I need more episodes even tho the low quality glitchyness is painful lol

There's probably an abundance of rooms to choose from at Wayne manor yet Jason takes Dicks old room and keeps the flying graysons posters up! I like to think that he does view dick as an older brother and just took his room to kind of have a connection to him and that he admires him hence the graysons posters being left up, yooo dick calling him his brother! I really want a nice family reunion with dick jason and bruce 💕

Babs was too mean to bruce when she went off like I get where she's coming from but yo lady his son just died dial it down like a notch yikes but also babs being like 'i wonder how long it'll take for bruce to replace jason and dick is all 'what no the last thing bruce is gonna do is rope another kid into this mess'. Cut to scene of Bruces potential robin folder 😅 but I also like that dick was trying to be considerate and compose himself for bruce but once he found out that bruce is idiot enough to pull another kid into this, that that's when he got mad and bruce so brokenly begging dick to come back and be robin 😢😢😢

I know the show is constantly trying to push bruce out/sideline him cuz it's a titans show not a bruce wayne show and I know they're going for a different portrayal of bruce which I'm not complaining about I do like this version of bruce (more than I thought actually) and this universe but I feel like they could have gave more cracks you know, I like that they showed him trying to avoid the reality of jasons death and just not stopping not even for a second and just immediately jump into another case and that breakdown verge where he's begging dick to be robin and then when he finally I guess let's the weight of jasons loss sit on him to the point where he whacks in jokers head with a crowbar just like he killed jason (he could have killed joker so many other ways like a less violent bullet to the head but oh no brucey crowbars him to death!!)

There's a lot of character stuff that i do like but that scene where he's in the cave on his knees scrubbing his sons blood out of the suit he died in, the suit that he only ever wore because of batman. 😢 I feel like they could have had him crack there and let out a gut wrenching scream and then just continue on doing what he was doing as if nothing happened and dick walking in on that should have had more of a reaction!? like he could have stopped in his tracks at the sight of his brothers blood all over his father and bruce screaming, dick could have like took a step back almost like he's gonna run but forces himself to stay there, because who wouldn't want to run from that and no matter how much horrible things you've dealt with before sometimes your brain does just take over against your will and makes you react, the rest of the scene just could have played out the way it did. Literally one ounce more emotion is all I wanted.

No one really emotionally cracked at jasons death. I get that it just happened and that people put walls up and denial can be such a prominent thing when a loved one dies but it couldn't have been that difficult to put in little mannerisms now and again to show that everyone is deeply hurt but holding it in. Honestly gar seemed more hurt to me than dick did. But I do like that dick reacted in detective mode and started trying to figure things out from jasons side so at least there's that.

This redhood is defo not an anti hero he has well and truly landslided into villian territory and I dunno how that's gonna be reconciled? they better not kill him off! and they better not just straight up keep redhood/jason as a full on villian! but if they do get through to jason and bring him back a little how the heck is that little man gonna deal with what he did to Hank?? I feel like they had a bond you know and for all Hanks talk about putting Jason down I really don't think that Hank would actually have killed him even if it came down to Hanks life vs Jasons I think Hank would rather die than kill Jason (but that's heavily biased cuz in my mind jason is my son and I freaking love hank sooo) but Hank to me puts on a hard front like 'yeah I'll get in your face I'll come at you b*tch' but internally he's like 'yeah I'll come at you to help you' 😅 like internally he defo has a lot of soft spots though that's not to say he'd be like this for someone like the joker or scarecrow or whatever guys like that he'd be like no screw you you die or go to arkham like byeee

Nevermind how jason is gonna come back from this though HOW IN THE ACTUAL SH*T is dawn gonna come back from this!!?!!

Random side note here but imagine Jasons first time in the batcave he would be so excited and trying to mess with everything and being like ohh what's that do and pressing random buttons and bruce having a hernia trying to get jason to stop before he accidentally blows the cave up 😅 also he has probably been caught several times trying to 'borrow' the batmobile, I can just picture him trying to sneak down the halls of the manor without the floor creaking and making it all the way into the cave and doing a victory dance cuz he didn't get caught and he hops on into the batmobile in his pj's and let's out a scream cuz alfred is sitting in the freakin passenger seat waiting for him and then they just hang out in the batmobile alfred had the good foresight to bring a flask of tea books and a blanket for jason

Speaking of Alfred I think it would have been more angsty and hurtful if Alfred died shortly after Jason and after a few days Jason claws his way out his grave and the first thing he sees is Alfreds headstone and that's how he finds out Alfred died : (((

This is so long girl I'm sorry I know it doesn't seem like it but I did restrain myself 😅 one more thing before I go maybe this Dick is the absolute worst mf and the reason babs feels betrayed by him and is so upset with him could be that he left her (or cheated on her) with Dawn cuz of that weird flashback thingy in the other season where dick dawn was a thing I dunno I hope not though that would be ughhh

Oh crap, you right about probably something bad will happen to Tim for Bruce or Titans to take him in, I was gonna say he could just demand to be in their lives to save Bruce/Dick like in the comics but he also has kinda shitty parents normally and these people seem cool so really it could go either direction, but like it’s Titans so it doesn’t look good lol. Also, I wonder if it’s gonna be Dick who is basically gonna adopt him this time since we already had a huge track record in just 2 seasons lmao. But I know right, true I like how his parents knew immediately how much the news would effect him 😭 I hope he goes down the making himself robin and forcing himself in Dick and Bruce’s life xD I love that route. Lmao, the kid is all book smart, very little street smart when it doesn’t have to do with outsmarting someone XD

I was also rewatching and that gas he takes def has to be some anti fear toxin cause he mentions fear so many times and flash backed to his near death fall, which he felt was probably holding him and back and thus had to prove himself and adds to whatever is influencing him. But ohhh he did seem pretty dang anxious at the carnival grounds, that’s a really interesting theory but recreating something he found hmm, I can see that.

Apparently according to a YouTube who got to see the first 5 episodes, we find out what his deal is a lot more in episode 5, so one more week hopefully

Brooo trueee, I couldn’t believe jason took dick’s room and like didn’t even change anything. Like Jason looks or at least use to look up to Dick SO much, like in his first episode in the first season, he went on quite a lot about how much he had always wanted to meet him and how much he looked up to him, which is probably also fueling his red hood rage, being hurt by your idol and brother like he did in S2 must have really just killed the boy. But yes omg, there freaking better be a dang family reunion scene like, after so much angst we deserve that 😭

And yesss, I loved seeing how mature Dick is getting and just how much he is growing as a character, the fact he was so calm and considerate with Bruce at first really shows that compared to s1 Dick, only breaking when Bruce tried to get more kids involved. That scene by Brenton was sooo well acted omg, the way he yelled that he doesn’t want to robin again, heartbreaking man. And Bruce begging like that omg

Yeah, this version of Bruce is def so different than any Bruce we have seen on screen before, like def the most emotionally constipated, and that’s saying something xD But I like how they are taking a risk, it also helps Dick’s character more and give him more of an arc, as he seems to be taking on Bruce’s normal role with Jason and red hood. Bro, you are so right omg, like the fact Bruce could have killed the joker in any way and he does it with the dang crowbar. It really shows how broken he really was and why the man shouldn’t depressing any and every damn feeling and emotion lol.

Omg, I love how you have the exact details of what you wanted to happen in that one Bruce and Dick scene 😂👏🏻👏🏻👏🏻 bro if you dont already you should totally write fanfics cause that was so detailed, I love it

Yeah, I do wish someone cracked (other than Bruce lmao) a bit more, but I do think each character reacted in character though, like it is very Dick(at least this version of Dick, other versions may break down tbh) to put everything into solving the case and figuring out what was up, that’s more this version’s way of caring than just breaking down, like he rarely ever has broken down completely. I think dawn could have been a little more emotional about the death (tho she has enough coming for her lmao). Connor didn’t know Jason that well so it makes sense he would just be sad. Gar seemed pretty sad and in character about it, maybe could have had a bit more, same with Kori, tho she showed it by being almost angry and fiercely protective of everyone else, so I think that makes sense for her. It would have been interesting to see how Rachel and Rose would have reacted though (where did rose go btw?! She would so have a reaction to Jason’s death). But yeah, i wish there was more resolution and break downs for Jason, but also it may have just not felt real since they weren’t there? But I agree

You think? Idk, I think they could def still make him an anti hero towards the end, especially if it’s crane behind the whole thing. Cause if they don’t they are gonna have to go down the gosh awful overused villain gets redeemed while he dies/only to die right freaking after , and I will be so freaking livid if they do that omg. Like they better freaking not. But true, he would be broken by what he did to Hank, oh yikes. But I can see him then that leading to the anti hero path, like he would never go back to be on the titans cause he would feel too guilty, thus giving more of a reason for the anti hero life. But I know, I loved Jason and Hank’s love hate relationship 😭😭😭😭 You know Hank secretly loved the kid and probably saw himself in him.

Yikes poor dawn, you right. Like I have no idea how she is gonna be now like wow.

OMG GIRL, You are on a hc angst train today!!!! That scenario of Alfred dying right after jason and Jason climbing out to see Alfred’s?! Heartbreaking!

But I can’t believe they killed Alfred off so casually tho😭

Omg I swear if they freaking show Dick having cheated on Babs I will be so freaking pissed omg, he better have not! Im hoping they had a more high school romance thing/grew up together then got together type of thing

And omg don’t apologize I LOVED IT and reading your asks!!! I feel ya too!

[nightwingfangirl]

So, I'm going to try writing one of my actual stories here. It will be updated after this as separate parts, so look out for it. You can also find it on Wattpad, A03 and Fanfiction.net

Bloodlines

Dick Grayson, it turns out, was adopted by the Graysons as a baby. That leaves a few questions; Who are his real parents? And how will he react when he discovers their identities?

*I own nothing but the plot! All images used are not mine. *

Part 1

Bruce Wayne stared at his computer screen, scanning the document before him for any sign of it being fake. For all his effort, he couldn't see any.

He had begun his search into Dick's background due to the many remarks made by guests and friends at Dick's likeness to both himself and his father, Thomas Wayne. He himself had noticed a few things, but had waved them off as coincidences. There was no way that he and Dick were blood relatives, although he had adopted the 15 year old recently, 7 years after taking him in.

Still, he had been curious, so he looked up Dick's records and, most importantly, his birth certificate.

As it turns out, Dick's parents weren't actually the Graysons. He had been adopted on the day he was born by the pair. His real birth certificate read that his birth mother's name was Enlisa Kley. He had been born in France, as expected and his father was listed as "Unknown", but, judging by his real mother's unscrambled name and the time of his birth, Bruce had some suspicions as to who it could be. He just needed to run some tests first.

…::-::...

The results came back positive, just as Bruce had expected. The only problem was telling Dick, but he needed to speak to Dick’s biological mother first.

…::-::...

“Selina,” Bruce said, as she entered her apartment that night.

Selina jumped slightly in surprise, “Bruce, what a pleasant surprise. What are you doing here?”

“16 June 2004? Does that ring a bell?”

Catwoman’s eyes widened, “What about it?”

“Why didn’t you tell me?”

“I couldn’t keep him.”

“So you gave him up for adoption?”

“Not exactly. I met the Graysons at the hospital. Mary had just suffered a miscarriage and lost her child. I had just had a child that I couldn’t keep, so I let them adopt him.”

“But you still didn’t think to tell me? Even after I took him in myself.”

“It was too late by then.”

“Don’t you think it’s too late now?”

There was a pause in their conversation.

“Are you going to tell him?”

“We can’t not tell him. He has to know. It’s only fair. I’m certain that he won’t like it at first, but he will accept it eventually.”

Selina sighed, “Alright, when are we going to do it?”

“Now.”

Part 2:

“Master Dick, Master Bruce wishes to see you in his study.”

Dick looked up from his algebra homework as Alfred spoke.

“Alright, Alfred. I’ll come now.”

The immortal butler gave a slight nod before vacating the doorway. Dick finished off his equation before heading to the study.

He entered through the open doorway, and was surprised to find Selina Kyle there as well.

“Alfred said you wanted to see me?”

“Yes,” Bruce said, vaguely, “I have something important to tell you, that I’m not sure you’ll like.”

Dick stiffened slightly. What was Bruce talking about? What wouldn't he like? And what did Catwoman have to do with it?

“I was looking into your background,” Bruce explained, “and I found out that the Graysons weren’t actually your parents. You were adopted by them as a baby.”

Dick’s blood ran cold. The Graysons weren’t his parents? He was adopted? But then…

“Who - who are my real parents then?”

Bruce took a deep breath, and told him.

Dick’s eyes widened with every word in both surprise and shock. Bruce was his father. Selina was his mother. The Graysons weren’t his parents. He hadn’t watched his parents die. His whole life was a lie.

Bruce finally stopped talking and waited for Dick’s reaction.

Dick didn’t speak, couldn’t speak. He stood in shock, slowly shaking his head in denial. It wasn’t that he didn’t want Bruce to be his father, he just couldn’t believe it.

He slowly backed out of the study, which neither Bruce nor Selina noticed until it was too late.

Dick bolted.

He ran from the study, flew out the doors, and away from the manor. Grasping his cellphone in his hands shakily, he dialed a very familiar number as the tears began to stream down his face.

“Hello?”

“Babs?”

“Dick? Where are you? What’s wrong?”

“W-would your dad mind if I come to stay the night?”

“I’ll ask him, hang on.”

Barbara could be heard talking to her dad in the background.

She soon came back to the phone.

“He says that’s fine. But what’s wrong?”

“I- I’ll tell you when I get there, thanks Babs.”

…::-::...

“So, Dick,” Barbara said as they sat down on her bed, “What caused you to leave the manor in such a rush? And what’s got you so upset?”

Dick explained everything to her. She did, of course, know about Bruce, Dick and Selina’s secrets. She was a vigilante herself.

When Dick had finished, she lay back on her bed and sighed deeply.

“I see,” she said, “Why you were so upset.”

…::-::...

Meanwhile, back at the manor, Batman and Catwoman were suiting up to go and look for their son. They had been unable to find him on the manor’s grounds, and even though they knew that he was well trained, they were worried for his safety. It was late at night, at a time when Gotham rogues were usually about. He did, luckily, have his belt with him, as he had been told to have it on him at all times, so he wasn’t completely weaponless.

The pair climbed into the Batmobile and drove out into the night.

Part 3:

Bruce wasn’t sure why he hadn’t thought of looking there before. Of course that’s where Dick would go.

Barbara’s house.

Barbara had been Dick’s closest friend since they’d met when they were eight years old. The pair had been inseparable ever since.So, naturally, that’s where Dick would go if he was feeling vulnerable.

It was Bruce Wayne who rang the Gordons’ doorbell, not Batman. Commissioner Gordon answered and seemed to not be surprised by the billionaire’s appearance.

“He’s in Barbara’s room,” he simply said.

Bruce went and stood outside the closed door, listening to the sounds from inside. It seemed as though the teens were playing cards, as faint cries of frustration and intermittent laughter could be heard. Taking a deep breath and feeling bad about interrupting their game, Bruce opened the door

…::-::...

Barbara looked up as the door opened, not at all surprised to see Bruce there. Both she and Dick knew that it would only be a matter of time before he thought of looking there. He was the Batman after all.

As Barbara looked at him, and now knowing his connection to Dick, she began to see the similarities between them. She wondered why she hadn’t noticed it before, although she supposed she hadn’t really had a reason to think about it.

Dick also looked up at Bruce’s entrance, and Bruce noticed that he wasn’t as tense or hesitant as the night before, more worried or scared. Bruce could understand that. It wasn’t everyone who had their whole life turned upside down like that.

…::-::..

Dick couldn’t help himself. When he saw Bruce in the doorway, he smiled. It was good to know that Bruce was his father.

Part 4:

It was about a year later, a few months after Jason had been adopted, that the thing that became known as "The Argument" happened.

The end result was Dick quitting as Robin, storming out of the cave, packing up his things and leaving the Manor while Jason could do nothing but watch helplessly.

He and Dick had become close in the few months since they'd met, and he did, at least, have the decency to say goodbye, but Jason was going to miss his big brother.

…::-::...

It was about half an hour after Dick had left the Manor that Barbara got a knock on her front door.

She had only recently got back from her own patrol, and was slightly surprised to see Dick there.

"I just came to say goodbye," Dick explained solemnly, "I'm leaving for a while, I don't know where to, but Bruce doesn't want me anymore."

"What? Dick, why?"

"You know things have been pretty tense between the two of us for a while now, and tonight was the final straw. We both lost it and ended up shouting at each other, and then he tried to fire me, so I quit before he could, packed my things, said goodbye to Jay and Alfred before coming here"

"Oh, Dick," Babs sighed, wrapping him in a hug, "I understand, but, I'll miss you."

"I'll miss you too, Babs. I promise I'll keep in touch, okay?"

…::-::...

After Dick said his, very emotional, goodbye to Barbara, he wandered the Gotham streets until he got to a particular apartment building.

Leaving his bags in a very well hidden alcove, he scaled the side until he got to a certain balcony and climbed inside.

He found Selina on her sofa watching television. She looked up at his entrance.

"Dick! What are you doing here so late?"

Dick sighed and explained to her the same story he had told Barbara previously. His mother looked just as upset.

"I understand why you're going," she said sadly, "Bruce shouldn't have spoken to you like that. And, don't worry, I'll keep an eye out for Jason."

"Thanks, S," he said, "I'll keep in touch, okay."

"Alright, kitten," she replied.

Before exiting the way he had come, Dick gave her a two-fingered salute before climbing down over the balcony. Selina simply shook her head at her son's antics.

…::-::...

It was about 3 months later that both women realized where Dick had gone. He had messaged the pair simply with a "Watch the news tonight - N" and they had no idea what "N" stood for, but it soon became clear.

They did as he'd asked, finding nothing of interest until a report on a new vigilante in Bludhaven known as Nightwing. Both women smirked. That was definitely Dick.

Part 5:

3 years later, a 19 year old Dick Grayson sat on his sofa in his Bludhaven apartment watching the news. He had it turned to a Gotham channel, feeling nostalgic for the city he had grown up in. It was then that he heard of the tragedy.

"It has been confirmed," the news woman said, "that the second adopted son of Bruce Wayne has been killed."

Dick swore his heart stopped beating.

"The 16 year old was kidnapped by the Joker while on an overseas trip, and was beaten before the warehouse he was being held in blew up. Bruce Wayne, who had been unable to get there in time, is heartbroken over this tragic loss. Our condolences to the family."

Dick switched off the TV. It couldn't be true. Jason couldn't be dead. Not him. Not Dick's little brother. He had to see for himself. He had been away for too long.

…::-::...

There was a loud knocking on her apartment door that woke Barbara up. She checked the time wearily. Who would it be at 04:20 in the morning?

Putting on a top and slippers, she lumbered to and opened the door. She nearly had the fright of her life when a 19 year old Dick Grayson stood worriedly on her doorstep.

"Babs," he said urgently, "Please tell me it isn't true, that Jason isn't…"

"Oh, Dick," Babs cried, all signs of tiredness fading instantly, "I'm sorry, but…"

Dick, realizing what that meant, grasped her tightly in his arms as the both of them cried, cried for the loss of their little brother.

…::-::...

The next morning, Dick awoke bleary-eyed on Barbara's sofa. It took him a moment to realise where he was and why, and, as soon as he did, a huge wave of sadness overcame him.

He got up, changed into a clean set of clothes from the suitcase he had brought with him, and went to check on Barbara.

Seeing that she was still asleep, he decided to let her be as she needed the rest.

Leaving a note beside her bed, he left the apartment quietly, locking the door behind him.

…::-::...

Climbing back into his car, he drove in the direction of the apartment he had last visited three years previously.

Deciding that, while he was there, he might as well make his presence in Gotham a surprise, he left his things in the car and scaled the side of the building once again, climbing over the balcony to enter the apartment.

Selina, this time, was not seated on the sofa, but rather preparing herself some breakfast in the kitchen. She got quite a shock when Dick suddenly appeared in the doorway, probably because she didn't recognise him at first.

Seeing him there again, she was stunned at how much he really did look like Bruce; with the same raven hair and bright blue eyes.

"Dick," she said, walking immediately forwards and embracing her son in a hug, "What are you doing here? When did you get back?"

"I got here last night," he replied, "drove from Bludhaven immediately after I heard about Jason. Spent the night on Babs' sofa, and here we are now."

"He was only 16," Selina uttered, quietly, "far too young to die."

"We all know what we're getting into when we start," Dick agreed, "We just don't really believe it's going to happen."

…::-::...

Dick and Selina spent a good portion of that morning catching up, Dick explaining about his job as a Bludhaven police detective. She listened with interest, but they both knew that it was just an excuse not to talk about Jason.

Soon, Dick said that he needed to leave, knowing that if he was going to talk to Bruce again, it would be better if it was sooner rather than later.

…::-::...

It felt strange, Dick thought, driving up to the familiar iron gates after three years.

He drove up the drive, got out of the car, and stood for a moment before the large mahogany doors, taking a second to build up his courage before knocking.

The doors were opened almost immediately by Alfred, who took one look at the man on the doorstep and gave him a small smile.

"Master Dick," he said, "Welcome back."

Part 6:

"Master Bruce is in his study, with Master Tim," Alfred informed

"Okay, thanks, Alfie."

Tim, Dick knew, was Bruce's latest adopted son, his youngest brother.

Dick walked reluctantly up the stairs to where he knew the study was situated. Knocking briefly on the door, he opened it and went inside.

Both occupants looked up at his entrance, one of surprise and the younger of confusion. Bruce and Tim.

"Dick?" Bruce uttered, "You're back."

"I'm sorry I stayed away for so long."

"It's my fault."

"Not entirely."

"Truce then?"

"Truce."

Apparently, I have almost reached the maximum length, so the rest will be a separate post. I have, however, only written up to part 7, so the parts after that will follow on separately.

Please let me know what you think 😊

[peppersonironi]

Batfam Whumptober Day Three

{Read on Ao3}

No.3: Manhandled | Forced to their Knees | Held at Gunpoint

Summary: Ra’s’ is in town and Bruce Babs Damian from going out on patrol with him. So of course Damian goes out with Duke instead. But when he gives his brother the slip, Damian finds himself in the deadly hands of his Grandfather. It takes Duke to save him.

A/N: I love Duke, okay? And I love Duke and Damian’s relationship! I want to dive into it more, as I’m not 100% happy with this, but I think it works for now. But not am I writing soft whump! Is this whump? Who knows.

Tw: brief mention of blood, attempted murder (very light)

“I demand to be allowed out.” Damian announced, staring at Duke with the full force of his Baby Bat Glare™ (Jason’s words).

Duke frowned down at him. “Um, sure? But why?”

Damian sniffed. “As if I would tell you.” A moment later, he changed his mind. “But I suppose you are the most tolerable besides Grayson. Very well. My grandfather is in Gotham and Father refuses to allow me to patrol at night. I refuse to allow petty family squabbles get in the way of my Robin duties. He said nothing about the day.”

Duke blinked, looking down at the tiny assassin. “Doesn’t he mean patrol in general? Isn’t going out at all unsafe?”

Damian continued his glaring. “That is besides the point.”

Duke gave Damian a long look. “Why are you asking me? What makes you think I’ll go against Bruce. I’m the ‘good kid’ , remember?”

Damian snorted. “We both know that is not factual, Thomas. You enjoy going behind Father’s back just as much as the rest of us.”

Duke frowned. “Just … don’t get hurt, okay? We’ll go out for a few hours; nothing major. And you Stick. With. Me.”

Damian smirked. “Very well. When do we leave?”

*****

Oh, Damian had been so stupid. All he’d wanted was to prove to Father that he was still capable. That he wasn’t afraid of his Grandfather anymore. It didn’t matter that he was, and any bravado was faked. But he was proud. He thought his fears weren’t constituted.

He’d been wrong.

His first mistake was separating from Signal. Damian had given him the slip around the ninety minute mark (it was altogether too easy. He’d have to work with his brother on those skills. If he lived long enough, that is.) and continued on his regular patrol route.

It was then that the ninjas attacked him.

It was an ambush, he was in an alley taking care of an attempted robbery when the sky was blocked out by the dozens of black clothed figures descending from above. He’d managed to fend off a good third of them when he was overpowered and dragged to his grandfather. He’d managed to escape once, but had gotten a broken leg in reward.

So when he was shoved before his grandfather, bruised and bloody, Damian was scared. Grayson had promised he’d never be sent back to the league, and his mother wouldn’t take him back, so what did Ra’s want?

“Hello, grandson.” Ra’s said, looking at Damian like he was an animal in a zoo. “It’s been too long.”

Damian glared and spit at his once-family. He was dismayed to find his spittle bloody. Maybe he was hurt worse than he thought?

Ra’s sighed, “I’m disappointed? Is that all you have?”

Damian narrowed his eyes to slits. “I have nothing to say to you.”

“Really? Not even after you and the young detective broke into and destroyed a prominent League Base?” Ra’s demanded, snapping forward with his words.

Damian winced inwardly. He and Tim had gotten embrowled in a League plot a month back, which ended in explosions. It had actually been a good time, and Damian had enjoyed spending it with his brother. Now, however, he was regretting it.

Ra’s looked towards an assassin, and Damian was suddenly and harshly forced to his knees. He resisted the intense urge to scream out in pain - his left leg was broken after all - but held his tongue. Barely.

“I have allowed you to live even after you scorned the Al Ghul name, and left behind your legacy. You were nothing more than a minor pest in the corner of my vision. Now, however,” Ra’s paused, and drew a long ornate Katanna. He brought it down to Damian’s neck, one flick, and Robin died once again. “I will enjoy killing you.”

Damian blinked. No, no this couldn’t happen. He couldn’t die again. He couldn’t do that to his family. It had broken them. And Damian didn’t want to leave them. Grayson was a given, Damian had to admit he was the brother he was closest to. But also father. They had mended their relationship - with much cajoling from Pennyworth and Grayson. Damian had grown to appreciate Todd, who was wild and made Damian middleastern treats when he was homesick. Cain, who knew what he had gone through more than anyone, and offered quiet companionship unlike the others. Drake, who despite Damian’s initial hatred, he had grown to adore. Perhaps more than Grayson. Brown, who had made it her mission to give Damian a childhood, one ice cream parlor or arcade at a time. Then Thomas, who was new, but had grown on Damian rather quickly. Who genuinely enjoyed spending time with him, and invited Robin on daytime patrols a few times a month.

Like this time.  

Oh, what would Father say to Thomas? Damian hoped he wouldn’t be blamed for the death of yet another Robin. It was Damian’s own fault this had happened.

“No last words, grandson?” Ra’s asked, looking down at Damian a sneer on his face.

Damian closed his eyes.

Ra’s sighed. “I expected more. A gloating response, perhaps some begging. Why no moans for your family. Surely since they’ve abandoned you, that would garner some response?”

“How’s this?”

Suddenly, the glass of the sky-light shattered, and in dropped The Signal. Duke Thomas stood quickly from his kneeling positions, and brought out his escrima sticks.

“Hey, kid,” Duke said, “Need some help?”

Domain let out a choked laugh and nodded, falling back to avoid his grandfather’s blade.

Ra’s growled in outrage, as the assassins he sent forward were taken down by Duke. He dodged attacks before they came, let out his own on unsuspecting league members.

Damian shuffled backwards, trying to wiggle out of his restraints, watching as Ra’s himself came forward to attack. Damian grimaced at how quickly the tides turned. Only Duke’s meta ability kept him alive; he was barely able to dodge the attacks.

“Blind him!” Damian called out, realising another upper hand that Duke might possess.

His brother grimaced before calling the shadows forth and setting them on Ra’s Al Ghul. The Demon’s Head had trained for blind fighting, but the sudden loss of light shocked him enough for Duke to sweep his legs and shove the old man out of the room and onto the balcony of the expensive penthouse the league owned. Ra’s tumbled a little farther than anticipated, rolling over and off the balcony, his fall stopped only by a skilled hand grabbing the ledge.

Duke ignored Ra’s’ possible doom, and raced for Damian. “Let’s go, Robin,” he said, extending a hand.

Damian took it gratefully. “Thank you Signal, though I may have trouble walking.”

Duke scanned him for injuries. “Broken leg?” Damian nodded, and Duke sighed. “Well, let’s get you back to the cave.” They made their way quickly across the room, and onto another balcony. “Hold on,” Duke said, shooting his grappling gun, and jumping off.

*****

They had gotten the Signal-cycle (Damian detested the name, but didn’t have room to complain, at the moment) and made their way back to the cave, Duke insisting on ending patrol early. Bruce had been waiting for them, his arms crossed.

“Damian,” he said with a frown, “I thought I told you no patrol.”

Duke got off, and grabbed Damian, supporting his weight and bringing him to the cave.

Bruce’s eyes widened. “What’s going on?” he asked.

“Ra’s.” Duke supplied, and Bruce followed the pair to the med bay.

“Are you alright?” Bruce asked, taking Damian from Duke and putting him down on the med bay’s bed.

Damian scowled. “It was Grandfather. Nothing special.”

Duke snorted. “He was going to kill you, Damian. I’m pretty sure that counts as ‘special’ ”

Bruce narrowed his eyes briefly before sighing. “I’ll go get Alfred,” he said, “but Damian?” Damian looked over at his father. “Try not to get yourself killed while I’m gone?”

He left quickly, and Duke turned back to Damian. “He’s going to bench you.”

“I know.”

“That was a pretty reckless move.”

“I know.”

“I told you not to leave.”

“I know.”

Duke sighed. “When you’re all checked out, let’s go watch a movie. And go to bed early. Care to try out a regular sleeping schedule?”

Damian frowned. “What kind of movie?”

Duke smiled. “Finding Nemo?”

Damian considered. “That is acceptable.” Duke grinned at him, and Damian lay down. He considered speaking for a moment, finally deciding it would be cowardly not to. “Thank … Duke. For saving me.”

Duke smiled at the sound of his first name, and Damian had to admit that felt good. “Sure, Dami. Anytime.”

Tagging: @starrystories2

[wo-wann-was-wer]

WHAT I WAS THINKING: DARK SEASON 3 EDITION

EPISODE 1:

Who are these dudes with the harelip and what do they want

Why did she just take him to a cave and leave that’s kinda rude

So everything in this universe is just gonna be backwards. Love it

Ugh I’ve said this a million times but this show has such Fringe energy and I can’t wait to get a tattoo for this too

This is super freaking me out, i dont like that everyone’s in everyone else’s house.

Ooooh Katharina with glasses yes girl you better work.

I like Michael and this hat he’s rocking

Super into the fact that magnus and fransizka are involved in this universe too

There’s nothing cuter than sex before school. Ahhh the nostalgia

Ten bucks says that Hannah gets out of this bed and is pregnant

Fucking YEP

I am loving Martha in this Jonas journey

I know that all they did was flip the lens of the camera but my brain is breaking at this flipped Winden

Who the fuck is this random dude Martha is with

You know what he kind of looks like Jonas. I wonder if that's relevant or if I'm just grasping at straws

Bartosz looks like he's going to his first grade violin recital

I straight up just did not recognize Charlotte with makeup. She looks hot

There's got to be another person in that picture other than Ulrich because that's a lot of space to rip out for one person

okay hold up Woller looks so good and then when I saw that he was missing an arm I almost lost my fucking mind

Oh shit okay Hannah is living in Katharina's house.

Oh my God are Ulrich and Charlotte having an affair

Is it normal in Germany for kids to just walk into classes that aren't there’s and just sit down

follow up he has a clear noose mark on his neck

Aleksander looks so hot with this beard. universe B is the fucking glow up universe

It's weirding me out that the whole school is black and gray instead of light brown

The look of satisfaction on katharina's face

Wow honestly Louis just broke my heart with his facial expression when he realized his mom didn't know who he was

he looks so scared

Yes yes do it afffffffffair

Oh no you done got found out!!!

Oh the theme of the play here is red and set of gold

Fransizka looks so cute in this little outfit

Oh my God she's deaf!!!!

What the fuck. the fact that this actress can talk is blowing my mind

RIP to Regina a real queen

Peter's a fucking priest

All the fucking weird-ass freaky motherfucking trio is back

The dopplers have the same house That's cool

excuse me sir I think your child is broken

these guys are so creepy What the fuck

I definitely don't like the piano wire

oh this motherfucker is the one who gets lost

I feel like winden in this universe is just a little bit fancier

Well Charlotte and Ulrich just be fucking like crazy

Bartosz is the Jonas of this group and I love it

who was that??????

I cannot get over Aleksander in this beard

I like that things are opposite but they also have things that are different enough.

Like I'm so into the fact that they all went down into the bunker

who in the unholy fuck is that. who is that

Oh shit old Martha

What the fuck is this Tannhaus’ factory we're at

hold up Martha's in 1888

What the fuck. why is Jonas in 1888 and looking SO good

EPISODE 2:

casually sitting over your bed watching you sleep

he's look so good though

yo what the fuck everybody else is there too

Oh no things got really ugly at Mads’ wake

Not for nothing but Tronte is a dick

I kind of don't understand why Claudia would want Regina to live in such pain in this type of universe

Peter is such a good boy

lurking is the freaking national past time of this place

Oh shit we got some spin-off timeline stuff good

who is This is blind guy

I love Katharina so fucking much

I know what she's thinking and it's the same thing I'm thinking which is can I kill a child

why does this picture of Tronte make him look like Jimmy Smits

Katharina looks amazing in this jacket

Also I definitely did not just start yelling GO GET YOUR MAN KATHARINA

Regina just gets more and more badass as time goes on. Also all of the women of the tiedemann family are so fucking badass

I am so excited to watch this fucking relationship develop. they're both too cute

awwww he's using signs!

oh they're writing back and forth

DAMNIT PETER

I always feel like little Noah should do fuckboy sign offs when he leaves rooms because he's so smooth

yesterday Laurel said that this was back to the future but serious and just now Bartosz said it's not super easy to get nuclear fuel in 1888 and now I think that Laurel's right

I will never get over how good he looks JONAAAASSSSSSS

This guy feels like the OG inventor of sic mundus right

Katerina why are you even trying to check in at the front desk bitch Go and get your man

Is this Katarina's mom why does she just recognize that woman's name

everyone on the show is so talented.I spend the whole damn time being like oh my god the performances on the show and it's like yeah we know

Katerina get your man

I literally love them so much look at the look on her face She is a mama bear She is not going to let anybody take her man or her children and I love her

Not a huge fan of people who quote Shakespeare right before they kill other people or am I an enormous fan of people who use Shakespeare right before they kill other people

using a garotte to kill someone is ugly as fuck

I feel so bad for Jana

see this is one of the reasons why I'm like why would you bring Regina back to this world.

wowwwww TRONTE what's up dude

YO WHAT

Oh so how did Charlotte get back there but Elizabeth's still there too. didn't they switch places?

oh the head bump

Not excited for the mother daughter abuse stuff that's about to happen

I love these split sequences that they do at the end

anytime somebody stands and stairs for a lonely at a spot on the ground I assume to somebody died there

Oh shit that guy is a tannhausokkkk I see you

a religious images we love to see it.

This show is a whole series of pause that frame.

No I ruined something for myself!!!!

EPISODE 3

got to love those through and through Ariadne references

okay so Charlotte's great great grandfather has her watch?

who are these horrible traveler human beings

they look like less sexy Francis dolarhydes

I can't get over the fact that wollers missing an arm here I swear

we ARE the glitch BITCH

alternate universe Ulrich is a better person than standard Ulrich

what's this new like zoom-y thing they're doing

I was attracted to Magnus at this jump of the show but he looks better with dark hair

How did they not all die of fucking flu

eternally repeating deja vu

I looked at the production stills and I was like what the fuck is this hair do that Moritz has but he looks amazing

Also everyone on this show deserves an acting award

and Magnus is wearing a skeleton sweater

Hannah does that deep dive detective work any bitch knows the Nose doesn't lie

why doesn't anybody want to fuck wöller

omgggg eat the RICH

also he has that x tattoo on his hand that represents the no future thing

oh the light is rectangular and not circular ooooooh fancy

The show is also a lot of people catching each other's wrists as they walk away

I knew we couldn't trust this bitch

What did he give her

I love the parallels and characters behaviors between universe a and universe b

I want to know how Noah factored into all of this on this side

Martha has a type and her type is iconically Aryan

Oh Aleksander's back with that beard he's back

Hannah is such a snake

Omg that's her!!!!! I thought she was a trans actress.. hm. not super happy bout that :/

What is Helge talking about Ulrich did what??? omg

I would be like SIR DO WE NEED TO FIGHT STOP FOLLOWING ME

I stopped taking notes for the last half of that episode cuz I was really sucked in haha

EPISODE 4

FIRST OF ALL I'D LIKE TO GO ON RECORD THAT I DON'T CARE FOR THESE GENTLEMEN AT ALL

second of all why is this guy being like oh I took your name

why does he have Agnes's bracelet I don't like that

I don't like anything about this guy That's the end of the story

Also hold up a red hot second is Agnes dead cuz if so that's a hate crime

see what did I say

I knew that Hannah was going to get involved with Egon

from the second she walked in that office I was like that bitch has her eye on him and as she should he's handsome as fuck

Also he spoils her so much more than any other man she's ever been with AKA is Egon the only man she ever deserved

Is Hannah going to develop a heart cuz I'm not sure how I feel about that

Also what happens if Hannah gets pregnant

why is Ines a bitch I thought she was mad cool the beginning and now I feel fucking deceived

Also it's such a sweet gig that The kids who are playing kids can now play teenagers

poor Doris. Also he was shitty to her but he was far nicer than I would have been

Doris is so beautiful it's bullshit

older Magnus is so handsome

All I wanted was middle-aged Martha

bitch you have been having unprotected sex with him why do you think that pregnancy was not on the tabl

I'm like who's this guy in the church if it's not Noah I bet it's that little bitch

yeah I fucking knew it

Is this the dude that was married to Agnes I feel like this guy isn't real or something

I'm not surprised he let her go but I don't know why I'm not surprised. I feel like she's important to his timeline and I'm not sure why

look at these relationships forming between these sweet little bab

Hannah looks good in this red. Hannah looks good in all of these styles. 

who is this child

I like that already as a child Bernd had his eye on Claudia as someone who was smart and had a ton of potential

 I keep forgetting that I'm taking notes because I get so invested in episodes

Also I realize the zoomi thing which is going back and forth between the universes

Is Agnes Silja’s mom And if so with whom 

he gave her Agnes’ bracelet that dope All right Tronte

Wow Claudia needs to back off her man

Claudia force him into a relationship with her

I fucking hate Hannah but sometimes she speaks so much sense

ooh I don't need anyone Yes girl that's true You don't need anyone You needing people was what made you act fucking crazy You don't need anybody

This was always my big problem with Hannah was that I initially identified with her because she was such a survivor but then she did such horrible reprehensible things I just couldn't let it go and I absolutely couldn't identify with her anymore

Oh here's my daddy Noah looking so good

I mean okay so I have been in this position before where I was cheating and then my man cheated on me and I was like how dare you but also you cannot be mad if your partner cheats on you when you cheated too. You both fucked up

Is Hannah going to have a redemption arc cuz that's a lot

Oh my God she's not going to get rid of this child is she

Oh my great God I cannot believe that she gave Helene that necklace. 

I knew she was fucking connected to Katharina in the older generation I knew it

Louis and Lisa are a super cute couple and I know that they're not dating in real life but I think that they're very cute together

Oh everybody fucking

yeah they created the Apocalypse yeah

Oh no they have a child outside of worlds that's a mess How does that work so they had they gave birth to that ugly fuck

honestly I hate that he's their child for the most part just because he's ugly as fuck and neither of them are ugly as fuck so it makes me mad.

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Broken, not perfect, but together. - Chapter 8

Fandom: DC comics, Batman

Pairings: Jonathan Kent x Damian Wayne (JonDami) & Jason Todd x Timothy Drake (JayTim)

Rating: Family feels, hurt/comfort, mental health issues, running away

Other(s) links: AO3

Broken.

The Batfamily was broken.

It was six years ago, and they had barely stood together since then, trying to stand up despite guilt and regret.

Damian was sure there was nothing to save, not after losing something that he didn’t know he cared about. But when a new opportunity to get back what they had lost appeared, he cannot help to doubt as his past decisions haunt him again.

If you love somebody, set them free. But you don’t know what you have until it’s gone.

Chapter Summary: He's not stupid, he knows what he's about to do is wrong. But finally they have a second chance, and he will do anything to take it. Anything.

Chapter 8

 Now

 Dick felt at the edge of an abyss.

 He wanted to think it wasn’t a bad thing, because that’s how he had been most of his life, on the edge, literally.

 He had grown up between spotlights, applauses, circus tents, stunts at great heights, and a foot on the edge to perform something only few could do. Over time, the stage and stairs were replaced by tall buildings, grapple guns, and a dark city to save. His on-stage outfit turned into a uniform to help those in need, and when he had previously expected to jump off a trampoline, now it could be a building, a cliff, or anything that would allow him to jump and fly.

The feeling he always had felt when he was about to jump, that bubbling emotion in his chest that stirred his muscles and altered his entire being, he knew it as well as breathing, enjoyed it, loved it.

 However, all those times there was something along the side of the act of jumping that made him feel more secure, loved, capable. Because the Flying Graysons never flew alone, neither Batman and Robin, not even Nightwing when he was in solitary. Dick always had the certainty he wasn’t alone, no matter what or where he would jump, there was always, always someone on the other side, next to him, to grab him. A father, a friend, a brother, a mate, ready to help him if he failed, never to let him go and land together.

 This time he didn’t feel that way.

 He was at the edge of the precipice with no stairs, no gun, and no one around him. Alone, empty, lost, scared, and terrified of what was down there, but willing to jump regardless of the consequences of the fall. He considered that, in his actual situation, he preferred to risk all he had in that descent into the unknown (don’t sing it Richard, is not the moment) rather than letting go of the second opportunity they had been given.

 He didn’t care, he didn’t care to end up sunk and crushed if in the process he got back what he was missing so much right now, when it was time to jump. Those hands, their presences, the guarantee they would be there no matter what, they would catch him, forgive him.

 His brothers, any of them.

 He didn’t care, he didn’t care at all, didn’t care about anything, he just wants them back. He hadn’t wanted anything more for years after lost them. He would do anything, and had reaffirmed that to himself a thousand times when he ran out of the Watchtower to run into the manor, when he sent as many text as he could to the others so they knew the situation and go there as soon of possible -despite knowing many were going to ignore him as always, an Babs would have to do the job- and also when he convinced Bruce to get the Batplane ready immediately to go where they needed.

He knew from the shine in his eyes that he didn’t even have to tell him that, he was about to do it before he got there. Judging by that and Alfred’s gaze when he showed up at the door, they had received the news even before he set a single foot outside the Watchtower.

 Babs had offered to analyze all the images they had and determine the current location of the missing Robins. Not only because no one else would be in a position and state to do so, but because there was a lot, so many. Six years of images had been slammed into Oracle’s powerful systems and appeared so fast before them that Dick nearly passed out. He still was dizzy, even after the trip to the manor, Alfred’s breakfast, and the brief wait for the results.

 When they obtained them, it was still only them in the Batcave, no one else had arrived even though they were on the way, but it was so evident they would go to Florida, so much. Because the decision was in the air and the resolution was palpable since the first picture had appeared on the Batcomputer’s screen. To think someone would disagree was crazy.

Alfred retired to the manor to cook and receive the others, and Bruce went to the Batplane again, both wanted to be distracted during the agonizing wait. He was about to follow him, before a small voice in his head reminded him it wasn’t a good idea. No matter how much the situation changed that morning, the tension between them was still a double-edged knife ready to cut them at any time, and see how Bruce entered the coordinates in the plane or studied the map of the small town they’re going to find the others it wasn’t going to be a good distraction.

 Actually, nothing would be, he couldn’t lie to himself about that. All the feelings Dick had with him right now couldn’t be easily suppressed. Not after this, not having an actual photo of them in front of him, knowing they would be looking for them in a few hours or less. He had to get away from the batcomputer, rush to another part of the cave just to think, feel and not to fall back into the void with nowhere to hold onto. Relief, happiness, euphoria, comfort, concern, impatience, all flooded him and pushed more and more towards the edge, and he didn’t even care, nor did he want to stop it.

 After all, he would soon be seeing his brothers. Was there anything more important than that? Clearly not.

 Now, Dick wasn’t stupid. Many thought the opposite, that he was naïve and too positive for his own good. Rather than that, he knew how to have his feet on the ground when he should. But there were just times he didn’t want to, like this one, for example.

He would like to say he was divided, in conflict, but it wasn’t true. Most of him was excited, agitated, and just a step away from taking the batplane alone to go where he knew Tim and Jason were. And the other part of him totally silenced and ignored due to the other, had a negligible will to reason and think about this and about how wasn’t going to end well.

 Going there wasn’t going to make anything better, Tim and Jason didn’t want to see them, didn’t want to know anything from them, much less about him, especially about him. And if his disappearance along with the following years hadn’t been an indicator of that, only had to look carefully at the photos Oracle had sent.

The way they were together, walking around, smiling, and going into those places of the small town in a relaxed way. It is obvious they had another life now, different, and far from them, it was easy to see. If they weren’t involved, it was because they had wanted in that way and going there was only another way to make them want to run away again. Maybe they didn’t even let them talk, maybe they would just fight and flee when they saw them, without giving them a chance to say anything.

 What was he going to say anyway? “Hi guys, how you doing? I know you ran away because I wanted to ruin your life, forgive me? Yes? Cool! Let’s go back and pretend nothing happened!”

 No. It was crazy.

 Everything was crazy and despite knowing it was, and it was wrong to chase them like that, they were going to do it either way. Because six years, six years, Dick has spent six years without seeing them, without knowing anything from them. 6 years, 72 months and 2191 days knowing they hate him, they ran away from him, they will not be able to forgive the horrible things he did.

 He can’t take it anymore. He can’t. When he close his eyes he hear the screams in the cave, when he have nightmares he sees blood on the ground and his hands, he sees Tim crying, Damian being terrified of him, Jason at his feet, Bruce yelling “What have you done? Why?”. It was an accident, please, it was an accident.

He yearns, he needs to see them, to know they are okay and to beg for their forgiveness. He needs it like breathing, literally, because Dick has the impression, he had been holding his breath for six years and now, at this moment, he feels he’s letting himself breathe a little. But it won’t be until he see them, until he talk to them, until Jason says him “I forgive you” that he won’t be able to get rid of the weight he has been carrying since that day.

 That’s why he shut up his rational part with everything he had, ignoring how this told him that more than forgiveness, Jason would punch him, and he might make Tim cry again with the fact that they couldn’t let them go. But he ignored it, ignored everything, and simply retraced his steps and went back to the batcomputer to check the coordinates again and find out if Oracle had given them new information.

 When he went there, he didn’t expect to see Damian arrive, nor to witness from the distance how he approached the keyboard with his head down, determined to do something until he looked up and saw those photos. Dick could see how the last Robin’s firm posture dissipated in an instant to stand there, astonished at the sight.

He couldn’t blame him, it had taken him even harder to react properly after witnessing that moment with Babs, and if he had made sure it wasn’t a dream it was because he had scratched himself with the remains of the cups he dropped on the floor in his surprise.

 Damian hadn’t moved an inch when he reached him. He just kept staring at the screen until he spoke, assuring him that those pictures were real, it was true, they had found them, would go after them, it was happening, it was not a dream.

 Being able to tell him all that made him almost breathe again, feeling that he had stuck his head out of that well where he had been drowning for so long. And even though seeing Damian cry caused him anguish, -because his little, precious brother, whom he disappointed and failed, didn’t cry so easily- it was okay. Because he was almost sure from the way he cried silently, almost without realizing he was doing it and looking at him surprised as if Dick has given him the best news of his life, it was because he was happy, relieved. He should be, because Dick was, he wouldn’t be surprised if he starts crying too.

 Because they would be together again, all the family, everything would be okay, it was fine, it was fine.

 “No.”

 Until it wasn’t. 

 Dick looked at Damian warily, recognizing the stiff, severe tone he used. Even when the younger was just wiping away the tears with his sleeve, he could perceive the way he had recovered from the initial surprise and was beginning to build walls, defenses around him, one after another as he breathed deeply and gave him a fierce and determined gaze.

For him, it was almost yesterday when Damian was so small, he didn’t even reach his hips, when he gave him that same gaze, but loaded with hatred and sadness. He accepted him as his little brother so quickly, enjoyed teaching him so much, teaching him that it was good to feel, to mourn, that his sadness was not a sign of weakness. However, now when that sadness had turned into complete mistrust and resentment towards him, he felt like how need to go looking for the other two grew more and more, because if he got them back, would Damian forgive him too? Could he get all his brothers back at once?

 “Where’s Bruce?” The younger asked breaking the brief silence after his refusal.

 Dick tried to ignore the brief prick of grief produced by the knowledge that he no longer called him “father”. Although, well, it’s not like he earned that right. He also didn’t deserve to be called anything other than “Grayson”. With a sigh, he pointed to the hangar.

 “He’s with the batplane.”

 Damian didn’t seem to be agitated by that simple and obvious answer, at least externally, but from his gaze, he knew he didn’t like that at all.

 “Stop him.” He declared loudly, angry.

 “What? Why?” Richard asked, more confused than ever, a bad feeling beginning to flood him.

 “Nobody’s going to Florida.”

 Dick knew he was looking at him like he was completely crazy, didn’t try to hide it either. Of all the things he had thought would surprise him today, this wasn’t one of them, because he never had thought anyone would refuse to go see Tim and Jason, let alone Damian.

 “What?” He asked again, wondering if this was some type of joke.

 “You can’t go to Florida.” Damian repeated, irritation tinting his voice. “I’m not going to allow it.”

 “D-Damian, what are you talking about?” Now, he was feeling the impotence invade him, he didn’t understand it. “We have to find them.”

 “No, you won’t.”

 “What-?” He spluttered, astonished. The other didn’t seem to mind, just stood firmly, and crossed his arms over his chest, without hesitation. “What’s this?”

 “You’re not that stupid, Grayson.”

 The last thing was said in a tone that radiated complete disappointment, it was like a direct blow to his face, which left him quiet for a few seconds and then felt the anger and helplessness increased. What the hell was wrong with him? Of course he wasn’t stupid, of course he knew it was wrong, that Tim and Jason didn’t want them there, and Damian did it too, but he didn’t care, he didn’t care about anything, he knew and ignored it because he needed to do this, he should do it desperately from the day he spilled blood on his hands.

He thought Damian didn’t do it either, seeing how these last years he hasn’t been able to look at him. He understood it, he hated him for what he had done, and had every right to do it, but he seemed to be in constant mourning and so he thought he would be the first to want to get on the plane. Finding out he was wrong did nothing to help his already stunted emotional stability.

 “We have to go, Damian.” He declared confidently, crossing his arms as well. He wasn’t going to change his mind, he couldn’t.

 “No.” The other replied in the same tone. “I won’t allow it.”

 “Why?” He asked, frustrated.

 “Are you really asking me that?”

 “Yes!” He said confused. “I thought you would be the first to want to go, that you would be happy to know where they are.”

 “Well, you’re wrong.” Damian snapped. “What do you exactly expect with all this?”

 “Fix it, of course.” He replied convinced. It was more than obvious, right? “Talk with them…”

 “And you think it will turn out well?”

 “Yes!”

 “And then? What? Will you force them to return to Gotham?” He said looking at him again in that mix of disappointment and anger that tore him so much inside. “It won’t work and it’s crazy.”

 Coming from him, who two days or less ago had been involved in an explosion because he couldn’t bear the anniversary of the disappearance, it was a lot. He knew it, but… 

 “It’s Tim and Jason!”

 “I know that! That’s why!” Damian exclaimed, looking frustrated at the situation. “For God’s sake, look at them!”

 Damian turned and pointed at the photos displayed on the Batcomputer’s screen. Those where Jason was laughing, Tim seemed to have slept more than two hours, where both had grown up and were more adult, more mature, different, happy.

 He had to look away.

 “They will listen to us.” He didn’t know if he was saying that to convince Damian or himself.

 “They won’t.” The younger refuted instantly as he turned again to look at him, more frustrated than ever. “Don’t you see?”

 “They will!” He insisted. “We will give them no choice, and then we will fix everything.”

 “Grayson, they don’t want to see you!”

 That hurt. Because it was true. Dick was so ashamed of it he didn’t even know what to do with himself.

 “I don’t care.” He said shaking his head.

 Damian’s anger and frustration grew in him so fast that could be seen for miles, he knew it was because he refused to admit the reality, surely along with the fact that Damian couldn’t assimilate the whole discovery at once. But he had no choice, he was so upset, so nervous, so desperate that Damian opposing him didn’t help him at all. Only confused and disturbed him, because how could he refuse? It was something beyond his understanding.

 “That’s the problem.” Damian began to scold him; it was incredible he was the older and despite that his little brother had to make him reason. “They don’t want to see anyone, the said goodbye and ran away, and you want to believe this plan would fix something? You’re hunting them.”

 “They had given us no choice.” The most spiteful part of him told him that if Jason and Tim loved him, loved them, at least a little, they must have missed them, he was sure. And thanks to that the plan could work, they would listen to them, they would not run away when they saw them.

 “That’s bullshit!” The younger said. “You sound like him.”

 He knew that, also knew that very well. He sounded just as paranoid and stubborn as Bruce when he invaded anyone’s privacy under the excuse of overprotection or security. But Dick just shook his head and denied it, denied everything, didn’t want’ to admit it.

 “Damian, it’s been six years!” He exclaimed, as if that were enough to support his decisions.

 “That doesn’t change anyth-” 

 “We are their family; they can’t stay mad at us after so long.” Never in his life had a fight lasted this long, not even when he wanted to get away from Bruce’s shadow.

 “Can you stop lying to yourself for five fucking seconds?!” Damian yelled at him, losing his temper.

 That made him shudder, because curiously, that angry and weary yell had reminded him the same one Damian let out to stop the other fight years ago, that night when everything changed. 

 Richard didn’t answer. He didn’t know if he wanted to. He didn’t know what to do. He wanted to convince Damian to go and meet Tim and Jason, as much as they knew it was wrong, they had to go, but the younger still refused. At this point, neither wanted to surrender, and knowing them, along with how their emotions are shaking them, they might really end up fighting for real.

 “Look at them!” Damian exclaimed again as he pointed at the screen. “Grayson, please, look at them!”

 He finally did, breathing heavily and totally in conflict. Damian’s words sinking him deeper and deeper. Of course it wasn’t that easy. Everything was not going to fix with a single talk. He was already very aware the disappearance of those two didn’t happen only due to a discussion about the nature of their relationship, no, that was the straw that broke the glass after an accumulation of years of conflict, fights and negligence by some of them, including him. To say Tim and Jason were family, that they would welcome them with open arms for it, was selfish and wrong. They didn’t feel part of the family for a long time, didn’t seem them as one because they were wrong in making them feel like one.

But he couldn’t admit that, he couldn’t. He really wanted to think they would get there, talk about the latest fight, and it would work out without having to talk about the years before, about how he broke Tim’s trust or misjudged Jason. No.

 “When was the last time you saw Drake smiling?” Damian asked seriously, without even let him take a breath. “And Todd?”

 Long ago. And it hurts, it burns inside. It was his fault, his fault, he would do anything to see them smile again. Everyone, Tim, Damian, Jason, Stephanie, Cass, he wanted to see them smile for real. He missed them so much.

 “They left for a reason and here you are, planning to screw it up.” The younger pointed to him and even without looking into his eyes, he knew he was judging him. “What do you expect to happen? Do you really think they want to come back here?”

 Yes. Yes. That’s what he wanted, they back in Gotham, with them, together again. But he couldn’t have that, it was too late.

 “I have to go, Dami.” He ended up saying with a shaky sigh.

 Damian couldn’t understand it, didn’t know what it was like to carry so much guilt, so much pain in him. But he didn’t want him to know it either.

 “You won’t.” The other ordered again, angrier if he could.

 “Damian, please.”

 “You. Won’t. None of you!”

 “You can’t decide that.” As much angry he was, Dick wasn’t the only one who planned to do this, he couldn’t stop or convince everyone.

 “I have more rights than you to do it!”

 That caused another prick -like a stab- in his chest, one that nearly took his breath away. He had to force himself to relax in order to think again, not drown anymore. Dick turned his head for a second, so he didn’t have to look at Damian, angry and disappointed in front of him, and be able to calm down. During that, he caught a familiar shadow hiding in the cave’s darkness, silent and deadly. Cass had arrived, but didn’t seem to want to intrude, just looking and analyzing as usual, waiting to intervene when was necessary. Grayson sighed and turned back to his brother, annoyed.

 “That’s what you think?” Richard asked, trying not to sound hurt, which he didn’t know if he could hide at this point.

 “You don’t?” Damian asked in response fiercely. “Tell me, whose fault is all this?”

 “Stop.” He ordered instantly. He didn’t need this, not now.

 “Why? Don’t you like truth being told at your face?” The other attacked again, with cruel sarcasm. “You had no problem doing that to Jason that night.”

 “You’re going too far.” He warned. It’s not as if it was new for him, to someone saying something like that, six years was time enough for many fights like this after all. But he had never had it with Damian, mostly because to fight first they would have to talk, and it was very sad to realize this was the longest conversation they had in a long time.

 “Am I?” Damian exclaimed then, looking genuinely stunned. “I’m not the one who plans to hunt down his brothers after trying to kill them and ruin all their effort to hide!”

 “Their effort to hide?!” Dick asked shocked, eyes wide open. What the fuck? “How can you care about that?!”

 Again, Damian’s anger seemed to grow like waves, threatening to swallow him every time he said something he didn’t like.

 “Todd was right, you’re a selfish shit!” He yelled at him suddenly, even more pissed off if possible. “You always hide yourself saying that you do it for the family, but you only think about yourself and do what you want! You don’t care about ruin everything!”

 What?

 What?

 Damian didn’t seem to notice the slip, whether or not what he was saying made sense, just looked at him with anger. Frustrated because he couldn’t make him reason. Dick knew that teaching Damian to accept and control his emotions was one thing but being aware that was one of his biggest flaws was another, and his temperament along with a sharp tongue is his undoing once he lost his temper.

Now, nervous and shaken, he had let out something that sounded more suspicious than he wanted, and the slip that he was worried about the other’s efforts to hide being in vain now made Dick’s heart race and he stopped to look at his brother closely, a small suspicion growing in his mind.

 “That’s not true!” He answered again, this time paying more attention. “I just want to see them.”

 “You’re not even going to come close.”

 “You can’t avoid that!” Dick tried to explain. It was already useless, even if he convinced him now, they had already found them anyway, disabled the system was hiding them. They knew their location and couldn’t hide anymore; it was matter of time they ended up having them face to face.

 “Watch me!”

 “I can’t understand you!” He ended up saying, without believing they were having this discussion. “Why don’t you want to take this opportunity? We have been looking them for years!”

 “We shouldn’t have the opportunity, to begin with.” Damian replied shaking his head. “I can’t let you go there.”

 Damian’s stance didn’t waver, at least from his point of view he was still as firm as when they started arguing. However, the slight, almost imperceptible miscalculated footstep he managed to hear behind him, made him know Cass had seen something in Damian that made her fail, or at least try to warn him there was something he wasn’t perceiving, that he was letting go.

 “I’m not going to change my mind.” He clarified again with all the firmness he could muster, which wasn’t much considering he felt everything falling apart.

 “Neither do I.” Damian said.

 “Why?” He had to ask it, confused. “What’s wrong? Why does this matter so much to you, Damian?”

 The last Robin didn’t say anything, seemingly determined. But there was something weird, something wrong, everything seemed to indicate it. In the meaningless sentences, Cass’s reaction, and Dick’s instinct screaming at him to know more.

 “Don’t you miss them?” Richard asked reproachfully, trying to use another strategy.

 It seemed to work because the little temper Damian had seemed to tremble. Maybe it wasn’t where he had to aim, but if he pressed the right buttons, he might find something, even if he didn’t, maybe could convince him.

 “Shut up.” The younger ordered with a grunt.

 “I know you do.” He continued, ignoring him. Although that wasn’t a lie, Damian missing Tim and Jason was no secret to anyone at this point. “Me too, so much, that’s why I need to do this, I need to see them, why don’t you?”

 “Shut. Up.” Damian ordered again, beginning to hiss like a cat when they felt the need to defend themselves.

 “Do you feel that guilty?” Dick asked almost worried, even though he knew he was crossing a line he shouldn’t. Well, Damian crossed one earlier too.

 “Shut up!”

 “It’s because of your past?” He asked again, looking at how he stirred, like lava from a volcano before exploding. “They’ve forgiven you, will do it again!”

 “Grayson, shut up! Now!” Again, that scream went wild, his walls and control had fallen completely.

 “If you help us it will be easier to get them back!”

 He knew asking him that, when he was fiercely against both looking for them and get them return to Gotham, would be too much.

It was, because Damian didn’t even seem to breathe or think about what he was going to say next before his jade eyes shined with fury and completely exploded screaming at the top of his lungs.

 “How dare you ask me that?!”

 “It’s the best-” Dick tried to explain.

 “Don’t! It’s the worst thing you could ever ask me for!”

 “Why?!” He asked again, shaken by the other’s explosion.

 Why? Why? Why? Why is he like that? Why did he hate him so much? Why he didn’t want to see them? Why he didn’t want to fix this? Why couldn’t he forgive him? Why couldn’t everything be like before? Why? Why?

 “Because who do you think helped them to escape?!” Damian shouted. “It was me! Idiot! Open your fucking eyes! It was me! Me!”

 Silence.

 For Dick, many things suddenly fell into place.

 Before he knew it, he had already thrown the first punch.

[huilian]

with her sweetened breath

AO3 Characters: Dick Grayson, Tim Drake, Jason Todd, Stephanie Brown, Barbara Gordon, Cassandra Cain, Damian Wayne

Summary: With the threat of an airborne drug, the Batfamily has to fight against the clock to contain it.Or, I found a plot hole in a previous fic and decided to write 5k of words to remedy that, but instead created much, much more plot holes.

A/N: In Flameo, Batman! I wrote about how Oracle can only narrow possible locations to 5, which means that the kidnappers are actually good, but then I didn't deliver on the fight scene. So I decided to write this, and ends up with 5k of the batfam actually being detectives. This is written almost in a S.W.A.T. like style, because my dad is obsessed with that show and so I watch it too.title from Hozier, Angel of Small Death and the Codein Scene. I thought it's fitting, since this fic is about drugs. (This is Chapter 1, btw.)

“Hey, Red, is it important? I’m kind of in the middle of a stakeout.” As he says that, Dick sees movement from inside the house. He really cannot keep talking to Tim, not if he wants to get as much information from this stakeout as possible. But Tim rarely calls in the middle of patrol, so Dick is assuming that this is important.

“Oh. Not really. I just want to give you a heads-up about B’s kidnapping a few weeks ago. Turns out there’s more to it than just the kidnapping.”

Dick curses under his breath. He knows that that rescue attempt was too easy for an organization that managed to fool Oracle. “Okay. Do you need me there? I can wrap this up in a few minutes if you need me.”

“Nah, I think between Hood, BB, Batgirl, me, Robin, and Batman, we pretty much got it covered. Just keeping you in the loop.” 

“Alright, Red.” If Tim says they can handle it, then they can handle it.  Besides, Dick has his own cases to work through. “Thanks for the info. Call if you need help?”

“You’re welcome, N. And sure, I’ll call if we need help.” 

“Nightwing! Get your ass here now!” 

“Hood? Is something wrong?” It’s been a few days after Tim calls about Bruce’s kidnapping, but since there were no other calls about that, Dick assumes that they are handling it.

“Oracle’ll brief you on the way, she’s currently tied up in something else. Just get your ass here now,” Jason practically shouts to the comm. 

“Is this about the kidnapping case?” Dick asks, just to be sure. 

“Just get your ass here, Dickwing! We need you here yesterday!”

“Shit, is it that serious?” Dick grabs the keys to his bike from the table. It’s lucky that he’s staying in today, working on connecting leads to the murder case on Young Street. If he’s out on patrol, it would take much longer to get to the bike.

“Oracle’ll give you the full briefing in a couple minutes. I’m also currently in the middle of something…” 

Two explosions, one after the other, come in from Jason’s end. It was loud enough to be heard over the comms.  

“Hood, are those gunshots?”

“Like I said, I’m currently in the middle of something. Just go to Gotham, we’ll meet you at the Cave.”

“Be careful, Hood.” 

“Yeah, yeah, see you there, ‘Wing.” 

“Yeah.” Tim shrugs. “Their original plan was to distract us, GCPD, and basically the entire city with Bruce Wayne’s kidnapping. We found broadcasting equipment in the warehouse B was held in. But we rescued B fast enough that they couldn’t really use his kidnapping as a distraction, so now they have to find a new distraction.”

“And their new distraction is to blow up the bridge? Haven’t we been through this before?” Dick remembers another case that he works with Tim that involves blowing up the bridge. He is not looking forward to repeating that. 

Tim grimaces. “You have to admit, blowing up the bridge is a pretty big distraction.” 

It is a big distraction. Not that Dick is going to admit that now. “How do we know this again? And how did we miss that they are part of a larger group?” Dick turns to Babs, who hasn’t stopped typing into the Batcomputer since he got here. 

“Since I am very rarely wrong, I found it suspicious that I found five hits to the possible location of B’s kidnapping, considering how easy you took them out.” That was Dick’s thought too, but he didn’t actually stick around long enough in Gotham after they ‘rescued’ Bruce that he got to say that to anyone. He could blame his abundance of cases in Blud, but he really should have said something. Thank god Babs also finds that odd. “I sent Steph to investigate the four ‘not-it’ warehouses. She found traces of this drug there. It’s a more potent version of fentanyl, almost up there with carfentanil. It has a similar composition to the bloodwork from an OD case a few months ago.”

“We thought it was just a guy experimenting with fentanyl and accidentally OD-ed himself, so we didn’t dig too much into it then,” Tim explains. 

“I’m guessing that is not the case here.”

“No.” Tim sighs. “That guy was actually part of the group that kidnapped Bruce. He either stole some for himself and misjudged the dosage, or he was the guinea pig for this drug. We have no time to investigate his death now, not with this new drug threatening to spill on the streets tonight.”

“Tonight? What are they planning?” Dick came to Gotham prepared for any situation, so this information that he is going to have to act sooner rather than later comes as a confirmation rather than information, really. He’s been preparing himself for it as soon as Jason called him. But still, it would have been nice to have been called for something that’s not as immediate as tonight once in a while. 

“They’re going to release this drug to the air. They have an airbender, which makes it so much easier for them,” Babs says. Airbender plus airborne drugs equals very bad news, especially with drugs as potent as carfentanil. It can cause hundreds of OD cases throughout the entire city. Is Gotham not already crazy enough for these people? “We think that they want to get the entire city hooked on this drug, then sell it to them at a very high price.” 

“Damn. Tonight, you say? Is there why it’s only the three of us here?” 

“Yeah. B’s with Cass and Damian coordinating with the GCPD on containment and evacuation.” Tim points to three dots, designated Batman, Robin, and Black Bat, on the GCPD building up on the map. 

“Smart. Cass and Damian may be the only ones capable of containing this kind of scenario.” 

“Steph and Jason are out on the docks, trying to scare some of the goons to giving up their boss’ location.” Tim points to another two dots. These two are actually moving pretty fast. Dick assumes that the two of them are chasing some goons. 

“Wait,” Dick frowns, “we still don’t know their location?” That can’t be good. 

“We figured out the locations of some of the caches they put to be released to the air, but we can’t guarantee that that’s all of them. And, considering the sizes of the warehouses that were used to store the drugs and the caches we’ve found, there’s still a significant amount of drugs missing. Those must be with the boss,” Babs says. 

“Which is why I’m here with Babs, trying to track them down. Also, it seemed that this drug is flammable, so I thought it’s prudent to stay out of the field.” 

Tim actually has remarkably good control over his fire and he can fight just fine without his bending, all of them could, but Dick currently does not have time to debate that. He files it in his mental note for a later date. “Okay, what do you need me to do?” 

Babs and Tim look at each other. “A third pair of eyes won’t hurt,” Tim says.

“Don’t you think it’s better for him to be out on the streets? Hood and Batgirl haven't checked in yet, they might be in trouble.” 

Right as Babs finished that sentence, the Cave’s speaker turns on. “Hood to the Cave, Hood to the Cave.” 

“Speak of the devil,” Babs says. 

 Dick presses the mike button on the cave, then says, “Come in, Hood.” 

“Oh, good, you’re here, ‘Wing. O, Red, we got several locations, but they’re all contradicting each other. I don’t know how useful this is going to be.” 

“Any additional data is going to be useful, Hood. Where is it?” Babs opens a new window on the Batcomputer, ready to type in and analyze everything Jason is going to say.  

“One said that he’s on Crime Alley, 31st Street. Another one said he’s camping near Arkham, just a few blocks from it. One said he’s on the grounds of Gotham U.” 

“Fuck him very much for that, by the way. Who tries to release drugs on university grounds? Haven’t college students suffered enough?” 

“Focus, Batgirl.” 

“Right. Some of them said he’s on Robinsville, but some also said he’s on the Bowery, King’s Street. For all it’s worth, all of them seemed very sure about their answers, and they’re all also confused about why their fellow henchmen are giving out different answers.” 

“How sure are they?” Tim asks. 

“Sure enough that the firebenders are willing to get iced,” Jason says grimly.

“Damn.” 

“Yep.”

“How come this guy is in five places at once?” Babs frowns at the screen. “Maybe these are just decoys?” 

“No, I don’t think so, Babs. For a firebender to be willing to get iced, they must be super sure of themselves. Even I don’t want to get iced.” Tim shivers. Dick knows for a fact that Steph has once iced Tim, so Tim is speaking from memory at that one. Dick has been iced before too, but the experience is totally different for a firebender, what with their source of power being the fire inside and all. “Oh, that reminds me. Hood, please tell me you didn’t actually ice them.” 

“Nah, Replacement.” Tim sighs in relief. “Blondie here did.” 

“What!” Tim exclaims. 

“Shut up, Hood! I can and will ice you too!” 

“Try it, Blondie. I’m a waterbender too, remember?” 

“Children, focus,” Babs says. “Let’s assume that this guy is in five places at once. How is he doing that? Meta powers? Spirit world connection? If he has a spirit world connection this case might just turn out to be worse than it already is.” 

“Wait,” Dick says, tracing the five places Babs has highlighted on the map. “What if he’s not in five places at once?”

“Are we not acting on the assumption that the henchmen are giving accurate information?” Babs looks at him. 

“It can be accurate without him being in five places at once, Babs. What if he’s just moving between these places so fast that when they check in to see where he is, they all get different answers?” 

“Huh. That is certainly more plausible. But the speed in which he must have moved suggests that…” 

“He’s an airbender. Only airbenders can move that fast. It tracks, though. We already know they have an airbender to release the drug. That airbender is just the boss.”

“If he’s the airbender, he can make sure that he inhaled none of the drugs himself. Oh!” Babs claps her hands. “That’s genius, Former Boy Wonder!” 

“Hey, I’m a former boy wonder too!” Jason cries out. 

“Same here!”

“I literally had the longest run as Robin, after N here,” Tim adds.  

Babs sighs. “You guys really are children, aren’t you? Someone not me please tell Batman about this. I’m going to run an analysis on airbenders outside the League who’s in Gotham right now. There shouldn’t be too many of them.” 

“Speaking of the League,” Dick turns to Tim, “are we sure it’s not them?” 

“I don’t think so, ‘Wing. This is not their MO.” 

“Yeah. Besides, neither Talia nor Ra’s have any interest in these kinds of drugs. I don’t think it’s them.” 

If both Tim and Jason, their current resident expert on the League, say that it’s not the League, then Dick is inclined to believe them. They have spent a considerable amount of time with the League to not pick up on their tendencies. “Okay. Let’s rule out the League for now. Any hits yet, Babs?”

“No. There are still quite a few airbenders around, even discounting the League, you know?” 

Dick nods. Even though most of the airbenders are present in the League, there are still several groups outside of the League who have their own airbenders. Not to mention the occasional airbenders who’re not affiliated with any of the groups but still managed to master their craft. 

Then, the Cave is bathed in red light, with alarms sounding from all the speakers in the Cave. 

Dick curses. “What’s that, Red?” 

“It’s Bruce’s alarm. Whoever he is, he’s making his move now.” 

“Alright, Hood, Batgirl, head over to B’s location now. I’m also moving out right now. Red, you coming?” 

“No, I’ll look into containment options other than airbending from here. I’m not risking a city wide fire.” 

Dick nods. He really needs to have that conversation with Tim about why he doesn’t want to go out to the field today, but that unfortunately has to wait. “Oracle, keep us posted. B’s in GCPD headquarters, yes?” 

“That’s what his last location is. His tracker is down.” 

“What about Robin’s? Or Black Bat’s?” Dick asks. 

“They’re still at GCPD.” 

“Okay. I’m heading to GCPD now. Hood, Batgirl?” 

“Already on our way, ‘Wing!” Steph says. 

“Good.” Dick mounts his bike and zooms out of the Cave door that either Tim or Babs must have opened for him. He tries to hail Bruce on the way to GCPD. “Nightwing to Batman, Nightwing to Batman, come in.” 

Silence. 

Dick tries again. “Nightwing to Batman, Nightwing to Batman, come in!” 

The same as before, silence. The fact that both Batman’s tracker and his comm are down is very concerning, especially at nights like this, when Bruce knows he has to communicate with the entire family. 

“Shit. Oracle, Batman’s not answering. When did his tracker go down?” 

“His tracker went down right before he pinged the Cave,” Babs says. “Try hailing Robin. I’ll hail Black Bat. Maybe they know where Batman went.” 

“‘Kay, O. Nightwing to Robin, Nightwing to Robin.” 

Static. At least it’s not silence, which meant that Robin still has his comms, he just can’t reach it to answer. That’s marginally better. Still not reassuring, though. 

“Oracle, I’m getting static from Robin’s com.” 

“I’m getting the same thing from Black Bat’s com. Maybe they are in the middle of containing the drugs? That would make them unable to answer the coms.” 

Dick wills his bike to go even faster, even as he’s already riding at breakneck speed. “Maybe, O. Let’s hope it’s not something worse.”