#Batfam: hello normal son

[bonchobrick]

So I’ve seen some posts going around about a ‘Bruce adopts Danny and everyone thinks they’ll finally have a normal family member—Danny is very not normal’ and here’s my late night take on it.

Or

Danny batfam au where they batfam tries really hard to keep their vigilante ass-kicking nightlife a secret from danny because he is ‘the only normal one in the family’ this becomes a problem however when danny gets kidnapped.

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The batfam all work together in a deeply serious family meeting to save their boy. After hours of combining their brains together they come up with a plan that will effectively save danny from joker, kick joker’s ass, and also make them look really cool while doing it.

So they bust in that warehouse, guns blazing, explosions fading in the background, a gust of dramatic dust covers the air

Batman steps infront of the rest of the team and demands to the blurry figure somewhere in the distance, “Where is Danny!”

The dust clears–they expect bad guys pointing weapons meancingly at them, they expect a cackle of a wicked clown amused at whatever plot he had planned coming to life, they expected a terrified boy perhaps tied somewhere likely siting in a chair that joker could present to the bats as a way of taunting them.

The dust settles–they observed their surroundings looking around and realize that, there are few new facts to be added into this ‘defeat the villain, get the bro, happy ending equation’

There is decidedly no weapons being pointed at them: In fact, all of the henchmen are already knocked out and tied up.

There is decidedly no evil laughs being echoed their way: In fact, the only noise that isnt coming from them is a light scritch scratch of a pencil

And there is decidedly no terrified little boy, there is a Danny however and he seems to be doing alright–actually scratch that.

Danny is doing wonders for the situation he’s in right now: In fact–

–Danny is sitting criss cross applesauce on-top a knocked out tied up Joker doing his algebra homework

The small blue eyed boy looks up at Batman's voice and visibly brightens, “Oh hey guys, I was wondering when you’d show up.”

Jason says with the utmost of comprehension, “...what.”

“So hi, I’m kinda new to gotham so sorry about beating these guys up, I think they’re villains? I dunno, anyways if you could take care of these guys while I call an uber home that’d be great.”

Danny sends them a blinding smile which would've been adorable if there weren’t a massive pile of bodies he were casually walking away from.

As Danny nears the exit he looks over his shoulder to the baffled group of vigilantes and blinks

“Oh yeah one last thing,” Danny rubs the back of his neck nervously, “Could you guys not tell the Waynes about this.”

Damian speaks up for the rest of his frozen family, albeit hesitantly, “I do think they have already been alerted of your kidnapping.”

“Oh no that's fine.” Danny starts nervously, “It's more about me being the… fighter… in this situation. I was just adopted by them and they seem really nice, I don’t want to scare them away being all grrrr im a scary monster boy and i love to hurt people argh.”

“I don’t think they’d think you're a monster.” Tim adds quietly

“Eh, tell that to my birth parents–they went psycho on me. Like evil scientist psycho, it was not as awesome as the movies make it sound, having scientists for parents.” Danny says bittersweet as he admits with a shrug

There is a moment of silence as the batfamily reevaluate the adoption file that states Danny’s family before they passed were very good people–albeit a bit excentric.

Dick blurts out, “Where did you learn to fight?”

Danny sends him an anxious chuckle, “I actually started when I was fourteen–my town always ran into some trouble so I had to step up. It’s part of the reason I moved here actually. I really don’t want anything to do with that hero vigilante life anymore…” The boy puts his hands together in a pleading motion, “So please don’t tell The Waynes!”

Bewildered at the situation as a whole they nod in a daze

The boys eyes widen at their easy agreement and he grins, “Thank you so so much! I’ve got to go now, it’s way past my curfew. but you’ll probably see me again next time I get kidnapped–I’ll make sure to put in a good word for you guys with my family bye!”

And just like that Danny slips off into the night leaving behind a family who were so sure they finally found a normal addition to their pack.

Jason sighs looking forlornly at the spot Danny had previously been standing, “You could just never pick the just semi-mentally healthy normal kids could you?”

Bruce groans pinching his the bridge of his nose

[gatorbites-imagines]

Hello!

I've been getting very into DC again, from all the comics I had in my attic.

So i would like to request a "meeting the batfam" like think.

Being Bruce's new boyfriend and meeting the kids and how would they react.

Have a nice day! (You're the only think keeping me from commiting a crime/jk)

Bruce Wayne x male reader

Headcanons

Ive been on a kick lately of making half-god characters, so reader is the son of a god, hehe ^^

You were the son of Ares, a half god, and the son of a god most feared, and that the Justice league had fought many times.

So, by relation, many people didn’t trust you when they learned about your parentage. Had you been any crueler of a person, that might have driven you down a path where you followed in your fathers’ footsteps, but you weren’t.

You ended up inheriting many of his powers, even gaining his clairvoyance and precognition in dreams. Said dreams had been your first sign that you were more than just your average person, as you foresaw many of the larger disasters around the world.

There ends up being a sense of duty in your heart as your dreams keep warning you about an invasion of earth, becoming more and more detailed every night. It reaches a point where you think you are going mad.

As a last-ditch effort, you end up in Gotham, where you spend days trying to find any of the bats, just trying to find somebody to believe you. In the end, you stumble across Bruce, who probably thinks you are on something because of the less than put together state you are in.

That is until you spill everything you have been dreaming about, and how its all happened, and how this dream keeps haunting you every night.

Bruce of course listens to everything you have to say, and takes you as seriously as anything else he would. He keeps your warning in mind and gets prepared, and when your precognition comes to pass, he is ready.

From then in, Bruce passes by your place every now and then, as you end up moving to Gotham as Batman is the only hero you feel takes you seriously.

Hes the one to help you figure out your true parentage, and gets you in contact with some people who can help you deal with your new developing powers. You two end up bonding a lot, and over time, fall in love.

You both make each other feel like a full person and like you are understood. The relationship is kept quiet on Bruces end, not because he doesn’t trust his family or anything, but because he just wants to keep it to himself for a bit.

It does get a bit hard to hide the hand shaped bruises on his hips or torso when your godly strength slips out, but Bruce has lived with worse aches and bruises in his life, so its not something people notice.

You never went out of your way to become a hero, even with your godly powers. You are happy living your life and being together with Bruce, much of your stress gone since you know Bruce will believe you when it comes to your dreams.

When the day finally comes where you go to meet his family, you can’t help but feel a little nervous. Sure, you’ve met them in passing as their vigilante alter egos, when they’ve followed Bruce during his meetings with you, but this will be as Bruces lover.

Bruce is endeared by how hard you want to make a good impression, how you fuss with your hair and your clothes to be most presentable. When you ask him if you need to bring a gift or something, he just laughs a little and kisses your forehead, telling you to stop worrying as he’s sure they’ll love you.

The family all know Bruce is bringing his lover that night for family dinner, but they all don’t know who it is, even Alfred is in the dark.

They are all a bit on edge, as Bruce doesn’t have the best track record when it comes to partners. And since he didn’t tell them a name, they assume its not the people he’s normally been with, like Selina or Talia.

Imagine their surprise when Bruce arrives with you on his arm, from your civilian clothes to your sheepish smile, to you looking downright nervous to meet them as you clearly want to make a good first impression.

It might take a bit for any of them to recognize you, as only a few of them might have met you in passing, but you probably end up telling them during dinner when they ask how you and Bruce met.

I can’t see them being against you more than they would any other partner, especially when you go out of your way to use your dreams and abilities to help as many people as possible.

Cass is most likely the one to warm up to you first, as she can easily read that you are a good person who loves Bruce very much, and Cass’s approval makes the others become less tense and more open to the idea of you.

Alfred is also happy that Bruce has found someone who isn’t a criminal or assassin for once, even though they all know you could punch a guy to smithereens if you wanted too, thanks to your godly strength.

But your personality makes it clear that’s not something you want to do, so that gives you extra points in their books. They most likely use their knowledge from Diana and her parentage when it comes to you, incase you end up doing something a little too godly without realizing.

They’ve all been around many different kinds of people and beings, so I don’t think anything you do put them off. They’ll all just need time to warm up to you, and see with their own eyes that you truly do love Bruce, and that Bruce loves you back just as much.

It would take a while, as they were all trained by Bruce and are all suspicious of anybody and take forever to trust. It starts to make you think they’ll never like you, even when Bruce tells you they will, they just need time.

You know you’ve gained their trust when they start showing up in your apartment, be it after patrol, during the day, or any other time, they’re likely to just appear. This also means you end up learning a lot more first aid than you thought you’d ever need.

The last to trust you is Damian, but you can tell you scored a win when he demands you learn self-defense, as your form is horrible, and he drags you down to the cave to walk you through the basics.

Bruce feels like his heart could burst with love when he sees his family accepting you, and he couldn’t be any happier. The batfam is pretty damn happy too, as Bruce starts taking care of himself because of you.

Can’t have a date if he hasn’t slept in days, or if he’s covered in bruises or has broken bones. You probably end up spending a lot of time at the manor too, since Bruce can’t just go into town to spend time in your apartment during the day, or else the paparazzi would find out about the relationship almost immediately.

So, all in all, his kids would like you quite a lot after they got enough time to learn what kinda person you were, and what your morals were. They might even start seeing you as a safe person to go too when they need someone to talk too or just need some company.

[lazycats-stuff]

Hi! If this makes you uncomfortable writing, you can choose to ignore it. I was hoping you could do male!reader, who was on patrol and the reader is kidnapped by a villain, and once the batfamily find them its to late and they were brainwashed and was now under control of a villain. (Bonus points if the villain, is actually their biological father who trained them to be a weapon before the reader got saved by the batfamily)

Once they like have a fight and the batfam knock ‘em out they bring him to the cave and try to bring his memories back. It takes a while to get his memory back since the reader is not trusting them and doesn’t talk to them because they were brainwashed to think the batfamily is bad but after a while something happens and their mind snaps and they’re back to normal and they get all emotional because they hurt their true family??

No problem. Also, I got the exact same request like this, but with gn!reader. I will do write this in male!reader and if there is somebody who is interested I will make a gn!reader version.

Summary: (Y/N) thought that he got away from his father who trained him to be a weapon. He thought wrong.

Warnings: kidnapping, violence, mentions of torture

(Y/N) didn't have a good feeling about this night. Bruce and (Y/N) were in the Batmobile, with Bruce driving. The others were somewhere in the city, stopping crimes or just closing cases they had.

" You okay (Y/N)? " Bruce asked, making a turn to the left.

" I'm not sure. I have a bad feeling? I don't know how to describe it to be honest. " (Y/N) said, knowing how Bruce always said trust your gut.

" Well, I wouldn't worry that much. Everything is going to be fine. " Bruce said, trying to ease (Y/N). He knew that (Y/N) was trained to be on alert all the times, even when sleeping.

" Okay. " (Y/N) said. He tried to relax, but it was difficult. His entire body was on alert.

His gut feeling turned out right. The Batmobile all of a sudden went flying from the back and it was flipped upside down. Both (Y/N) and Bruce were caught completely off guard. Both of them were stuck like that, upside down. Bruce pressed a few buttons and car was flipped over back to normal.

(Y/N) was kind of disoriented. Bruce looked at him for a second before he got out. (Y/N) followed, wanting to know what the hell hit them. (Y/N) froze when he saw who it was.

It was Deathstroke. His father.

" Hello son. " Deathstroke said and (Y/N) got flashbacks to his brutal training. Batman stood in front of (Y/N) pushing him back.

" Go. I will handle him. " Bruce said to (Y/N).

" I don't think so. " Deathstroke said and they were surrounded by assassins. (Y/N) saw Lady Shiva. Oh God. This was planned.

" Well detective, I would call for backup. " Deathstroke said, taking his blade out.

(Y/N) took a deep breath. Why was Deathstroke here? Why couldn't he let him go to live his life?

" Why are you doing this Deathstroke? " Batman asked, getting ready to fight. They couldn't escape the fight.

" I just want my son back. "

" So you can put him through hell again? Not happening. (V/N), go! " Bruce said to (Y/N) who ran.

" Do you really think that I won't be able to find him? " Deathstroke said and Batman started making his way through the other assassins. He was trying to get to Deathstroke, but there was too many assassins and he had to deal with Lady Shiva, he could only hope that (Y/N) would be able to contact his brothers for back up.

He is going to be tied up here for a while.

(Y/N) ran. He called his brothers and quickly briefed them. They were on their way, but knowing his father he is going to take him at the last moment, just when (Y/N) is within their reach.

He stopped when Deathstroke somehow jumped in front of him. (Y/N) froze once more. he couldn't go back with him. He couldn't go through that hell.

He was just getting free.

" Hello son. It's been a while. "

" Don't call me son. You don't have the right. " (Y/N) gritted out through his teeth.

" Well, we share blood and DNA. That makes me your father. And whatever Batman told you, you are not his son nor their brother. " Deathstroke said, taking out his blade.

(Y/N) looked around. Nowhere to go and nowhere to run. Then it's time to run. Let's go then.

Deathstroke charged at (Y/N), making (Y/N) sidestep a bit and block the blade with his gauntlet. He wasn't going to be taken without a fight.

Deathstroke and (Y/N) went on it for a long while. (Y/N) was good at holding his own, but Deathstroke was the one who trained him. Deathstroke knew his weak spots and all of his skills.

And that's why (Y/N) was down on the ground, Deathstroke's weight keeping him down. He tried to buck him off, but he couldn't. His eyes widened when he saw a syringe in his hand. Nope. Absolutely not.

" Good night son. "

(Y/N)'s eyes were closing as Deathstroke injected whatever was in the syringe. The last thing (Y/N) saw was Deathstroke's good eye and it was obvious that he smirking beneath his mask.

Bruce and the others knew that (Y/N) was taken by Deathstroke. It was obvious that it was planned in advance. Damian was the one to see Deathstroke knock out (Y/N), but two assassins got in the way of saving him. It was nothing more than psychological warfare.

Bruce was not going to have it. He called in his friends from the Justice League. If he wants to find (Y/N), he will need every single resource he can get his hands on.

The house was quieter too. Nobody was really happy and everything was just... Gloomy.

One day Superman came down to the cave, just to check on Bruce. He knew that he loved his children and they would always come first to him. No matter what.

" How are you holding up Bruce? " Clark asked as he stood next to the chair Bruce was sitting in, eyes looking at the screen that was full of different stuff.

" I'm fine. I just worry about (Y/N). You have no idea what he has been through and... My God. " Bruce said, rubbing his eyes.

" How bad was it? " Clark asked, looking down at Bruce.

" Imagine you don't know anything else but being a weapon. Your opinions don't matter, your needs don't matter. The only thing that matters is the mission. And imagine you get adopted by a man who is your enemy. "

Clark looked away for a moment. " My God. My poor nephew. "

" I know. And now I worry about what Deathstroke is doing to him. "

" I know. We still don't know the location of the base. " Superman said, rubbing the side of his neck covered by his suit.

" It's been a month Clark. I know (Y/N) is resilient mentally speaking, but Deathstroke can easily break him. He can put him back together and break him if he ever so pleased. " Bruce said, pushing his hair back.

" Don't worry. We will find him Bruce. " Clark said, patting his shoulder.

" I know. I'm just worried about the damage that will be done. How didn't I see this coming? " Bruce questioned himself, sighing.

" You need to sleep Bruce. "

" I can't. I need to find (Y/N) and need to patrol. "

" Wonder Woman and I can take over the patrol. You and the boys are going to rest for the night. " Superman said, moving the chair to get Bruce out of the chair.

" Clark, don't make use the Kryptonite. " Bruce threatened, but Superman rolled his eyes. There was no malice in Bruce's voice.

Two more months and they located Deathstroke's base. They also had conformation that (Y/N) was there. Bruce had to mentally prepare himself for whatever state (Y/N) was in. Bruce had some hope that (Y/N) hadn't been broken.

Bruce also told his sons that too. (Y/N) could be broken or somewhat the same. The Justice League was there as back up too. Bruce didn't know how to feel as they were approaching the base. His sons were more hopeful and positive about it.

They had a plan and they were going in, determined to find their brother and son. The base was huge and empty. It was eerie. After a while of searching, they found Deathstroke and (Y/N). Bruce's heart clenched at the sight.

It was (Y/N)'s old suit, the one he burned when he got adopted. Bruce took a deep breath.

Bruce refused to listen to Deathstroke and he striked. The boys followed and a fight ensued. Batman went right after Deathstroke, ready to unleash his fury at him. The other fought with (Y/N).

They didn't recognize him. Cold, dead eyes and no recognition. They were going to maim Deathstroke.

After they got Deathstroke into custody and Bruce maimed him for everything he done to (Y/N), they went back to the manor. Although, (Y/N) had to be knocked out in order to be brought back.

Bruce could tell that (Y/N) was brainwashed and tortured. He guessed it was water torture, electrical too... He sighed as he took his cowl off. He was just like when they first met.

Now it was going to take a lot of patience and talking. Jason was going to kill Deathstroke.

" B, I'm going to kill Slade. " Jason said out of earshot.

" Don't worry, I maimed him. " Bruce assured him. Everyone looked at (Y/N) who was in a cell.

" We have to make sure he remembers. Patience is key. "

It's been a month and (Y/N) still doesn't want to talk with them. They have all been trying their best, Superman and Wonder Woman tried to. Absolutely nothing.

Bruce talked to (Y/N) everyday, even showed him some videos. No reaction. Cold, dead, soulless and calculating just looking into Bruce's blue eyes.

Dick was really trying. His strategy was chatting until his own ears started bleeding.

Tim, Jason and Damian are going trying to get him to remember by talking about cases they have solved together. They tried to bribe him with his favorite foods. The ones he could eat for a long time without ever hating them.

Nothing.

It wasn't until a week later that something happened. They were all in the cave, trying their best to be normal. Damian noticed first. (Y/N) looked conflicted, not cold and calculating. He didn't say anything as he watched in silence.

" Dad! "

Everyone turned their heads, Bruce nearly got whiplash. He never heard (Y/N) get so emotional. And he never called him dad. Bruce ran towards the cell. He unlocked it and (Y/N) ran into Bruce's arms. He sobbed and held him tightly.

" I'm sorry! I didn't mean to hurt you guys! I'm so sorry! " He sobbed into Bruce's chest.

(Y/N) was back. They were going to bounce back from this. They would help him.

They stick together and they fight together. They were going to help (Y/N) with his fight.

[slytherin-ghost]

Hello, hope you are having a good day/night?

I was wondering if you could do a batfam x villian Bruce Wayne biological son?

This is just an idea i love angst

Like Bruce didn't know about him and he was raised by villain's and can control blue fire. He hate heros and villains. He probably feels that heros are supposed to save those in need but why did no one save him? A childish part of him wants to be saved and loved but what kind of idiot would give a villain a second chance specially him, a villain that have both heros and villains hate?

Hi! I'm doing good! Thanks for the ask!

I didn't know if you wanted a specific villain so I did Hugo Strange and Joker. Also, the reader is about 15 - 16 years old

Flashbacks are in bold

Warnings: Violence, fire, absent father, absent mother, angst, PTSD(?), crying, Hugo Strange being a d!ck, child abandonment, yelling

Why did no one save me?!

You ran across the roof tops and jumped building to building, you didn't look behind yourself, making sure you got far away from Arkham Asylum as possible. Once you got far enough, you stopped and took a breath the adrenaline running out. Sitting next to a tree.

It was a normal night. You had to talk to a psychiatrist, not expecting it to be Hugo Strange.

"So lets talk about your father did you know him?" Strange asked

"No." you replied, the Joker raised you after your mother and her new boyfriend ran away because they owed Joker some money.

"Biological father perhaps?"

"No." He didn't know you existed, apparently he "saved" your mother somehow. As far as you knew he wasn't a hero, none of the heros were actually heros. If they were why did they help you?

Strange asking about your father isn't what pushed you over the edge. It was him asking about heros.

You gently lit a branch from the tree on fire. The blue flames escaping your hand. The fire spread across the tree making the whole thing trapped in the flames. You leaned against it. Your power of fire didn't affect you.

You were snapped out of your thoughts as a figure stood in front of you. "Hello there." You greeted looking up at the Batman. "Come to take me back to Arkham?"

"Listen, your just a kid. You need professional help." The Batman stated

"Help from who the heros?! The heros who were supposed to help me but never did!" Fire grew in your hands the angrier you got before you threw it at the man in front of you.

He quickly fought back. Dodging every attempt that you made to hit him. At some point, Batman got a good hit on you knocking you out.

Bruce, not Batman, Bruce looked down at your body. He felt sorry for you. He got some of your backstory from Hugo Strange. He felt obligated to help you. He knew what it was like to grow up without parents. At least he had Alfred growing up, you had no one of a crazy clown.

He picked up your body and sat you in the back of the bat mobile.

Once back in the cave, Bruce took some of you DNA. You had a resemblance to his looks. "Your sure, he's going to be happy about you helping him?" Dick asked "No." Bruce replied. The boys had joined Bruce in the cave "Can't imagine what he went through, being raised by the joker." Jason commented. There was a ding signaling that the DNA test was done.

Bruce froze after reading the results.

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A few hours after you woke up you looked around. Unfamiliar with your surroundings. "Your up." A voice remarked. "Yes. I am." You replied "I wanted to talk to you about something." The voice said as Batman stepped forward. "Your parents. Do you remember anything about them?" You shook your head. "I was able to track you father." Batman stated. Your dad? How?

"Really?"

Batman nodded and removed his cowl "I'm your father." Batman was Bruce Wayne and your father!

Anger began to grow inside you again. "Your my father?! But your a hero?!" You yelled "You a hero but didn't dome to help me!"

Bruce sighed, "I would've if I knew about you. Your mother never told me." He said "But I'd like to help you now. I have four other boys that I'd helped-"

"You helped other boys but not me?!"

"Yes but I-"

"Why didn't anyone help me! When I needed help! No one came!"

Tears came to your eyes

"Screw your help! I can help myself if I need help!" And you left...

Bruce sighed and sat down. The boys. Dick,Jason, Tim and Damian felt sorry after hearing what happened.

They made a deal to find you that night.

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Part 2?

Thanks for reading! I would like to make a part two if anyone wants me too. Please let me know if I missed any warnings.

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#5

Dawg Istg this took so long like—agh. But it’s done and the idea is out of my head now.

I’m actually really proud of it please like it

**I do not own any characters or part of the franchise from DC or Batman**

Pairing: batfam x poc!son!reader

Genre: found family and a lil sprinkle of angst but it ends up alright

Summary: Alrighty what do people thing about a one shot with a teen poc male reader ( older than Damian but younger than Tim ) and the Batfam. It’s the reader’s first time it this large fancy private school and they keep getting bullied for their ethnicity. By the end of the day a group of bullies writes in sharpie “go back to where you came from” and the reader doesn’t do anything for a few weeks but then on of the batbros finds out and they get super mad. Confrontation then it’s got a happy ending and stuff.

Tw: racism, no slur use but degrading comments about race, bullying

Maybe I’ll stick around

You didn’t know what to expect when Bruce Wayne, the prince of Gotham, adopted you. You’d lived years on the street and ran away from all of your foster homes at least once.

You definitely weren’t expecting him to put you in the same high class snobby rich kid school as his two youngest sons. When you asked why you were going to a “rich bitch school” he told you that you were his son now and that meant you didn’t get any different treatment than his own kids.

What a bunch of bullshit. You’re obviously just a charity case. You saw the article in the paper the day after you were officially adopted.

“Bruce Wayne adopts immigrant teenage boy”

You weren’t an immigrant.

You hated the media. Whatever. Soon he’s gunna realize how “troubled” you are and send you back to another home. You’ll run away from there too. You’ll run until they catch and deport you because, apparently, you’re an immigrant.

Your first day of school started out relatively normal. You tried to sleep in but Dick was still staying over and dragged you out of bed. That left you no choice but to get dressed into your uniform. Alfred had cooked you breakfast but you didn’t want any then he drove you, Damian, and Tim to school.

Tim looked like hell. Literal hell. His hair looked like it had never seen a hairbrush and the bags under his eyes could make Louis Vuitton jealous.

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Dad!Matt struggling to communicate with his nonverbal autistic son while he is overestimated

Hello hello hello. Back again with another fic! Btw my friend with autism proof read this to make sure it was accurate and not offensive so yaaaaaayyyyyy.

**I do not own any characters or part of the franchise from Daredevil**

Pairing: father!Matt Murdock x autistic!son!reader!

Genre: slight angst but ends with comfort

Summary: go to req

Tw: cussing, overstimulation, Matt sorta snaps at his son :(

All Too Much

It was a humid day. Too humid. Gross. Muggy. It made your clothes stick to your skin and made your hair damp. It made you want to gag.

Matt had to take you to work this Saturday. You didn’t really mind because you liked Foggy and Karen but the office smelled horrible and the color hurt your eyes. You sighed and flapped the hand that wasn’t being held by your dad.

“Almost there, Jr, c’mon.” Your dad seemed distracted, which means he couldn’t pay attention to what you were signing in his hand.

Not that you really could anyway; one of your hands was holding his. His phone was in his pocket which meant you couldn’t use the text to speech app he downloaded for you.

You two stopped in front of his law firm. He buzzed in opened the door, gesturing for you to go in. As soon as you walked in the smell of the neighboring offices hit you. The scent of smoke and mold and the feel of the dust brushing your face made you gag. You looked at your father. You wanted to tell him you didn’t wanna be in here.

“Alright Jr, up we go. I’m running late.” He picked up his walking stick and began jogging up the stairs.

You watched him and took a deep breath before following him up the stairs. You bit your bottom lip hard.

Every possible sense was immediately flooded with too much information.

The phone ringing. People talking. Papers flicking. All the different smells of individual people. Cigarette smoke coming in through the window from a neighboring office. The underlying stench of mold. The sun was too bright. The paint on the walls reflected a horrible color due to the light. Suddenly your once soft shirt’s collar gripped your neck too tight. It felt like every fibre of the shirt was rubbing just the wrong way on your arm hairs, your skin. There was a gross taste of sweat mixed with the copper taste from your now bleeding lip.

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381 notes - Posted June 5, 2022

#3

Hello there, simps. I am here to give you ✨smut✨. I actually wasn’t really planning on posting this but then my lovely friend encouraged me to…so here we are—

**i do not own any franchise or characters from Daredevil**

Shameless teasing

Pairing: Bottom!Matt Murdock x top!m!reader

Warnings: smut, top reader, m!reader

Smut under the cut!!!

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You. You. You. That’s the only thing Matt can think of. You stretching him out with two fingers as he clenches. He’s already rock hard just from some foreplay.

He whimpers as you barely brush his prostate. God, he wanted to scream. He wanted to make the most sinful noises in hopes of pleasing you.

“God, please—I just—“ Matt was interrupted by a moan when you hit his prostate again, that drove him over the edge “PLEASE JUST FUCK ME ALREADY—please please please please please.”

“Aw baby, who am I to deny such a humble request?” You replied cooly.

You pulled your fingers out of him slowly, deliberately. He let out another small whimper; it was pathetic and high pitched. You’re heart curled with something—arousal. You rested your tip on his rim.

“Ready, baby cakes?”

“Yes, daddy.” He breathed out.

You pushed into him gently until you bottomed out.

“Tell me when.” You said as you massaged his thighs tenderly.

“Now. Please—God, now…” he was so desperate.

You pulled out and slammed into him with so much force he was knocked from his elbows to flat on his face. He didn’t have the energy to get up.

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427 notes - Posted March 19, 2022

#2

Okie dokie here I am again. Another batbro reader insert lol. I wrote this cause I wanted to write and also cause I looked at how MASSIVE the Wayne manor is.

**I do not own any characters or part of the franchise from DC or Batman**

Pairing: Damian Wayne x older!brother!reader

Genre: found family fluff stuff

Summary: Damian noticed his older brother gets anxious around people so he decided to show him a secret

Trigger warnings: mentions of social anxiety and being overwhelmed

A Small Secret

Damian sighed with feigned annoyance as he dragged you by the hand through the halls of Wayne Manor.

“You really are just as stupid as I thought you were.” He lied.

“Yeah yeah talk it up Mr. ‘I don’t know how to work Snapchat.’” You mocked.

Damian scoffed but remained quiet.

Victory.

“You said you get anxious and overwhelmed when a lot of people come over, even if you know them.” Damian stated.

“Yes I…did.” You were confused how that played into him dragging you to a far wing of the manor.

When you got to a bookshelf he stopped.

“Wow. A bookshelf. Congratulations Damian, I think you found the cure to my social anxiety.” Sarcasm dripped from your words.

“It’s not just a bookshelf.” He said as he pulled a book from the shelf.

The book shelf opened on its hinges and revealed a small cozy library.

“What? This is…” You trailed off.

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512 notes - Posted April 25, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

Imagine

Puppy eyes

Ok so I was watching Daredevil and realized how frikin different Matt looked with and without his glasses. With glasses he’s a super cool handsome bastard and without them he’s just this puppy lookin dude.

**I do not own any characters or part of the franchise from Daredevil**

Pairing: Matt Murdock x gn!reader

Genre: fluff, pure light hearted stuff

Tw: none really, beginning of a make out session but not too much detail about it. Sorta implied sexual content(???)

Imagine you and Matt just starting out in a relationship and your having your first make out session at his place. You take his glasses off and you realize it’s the first time you’ve seen him with no glasses. You just sort of stare at his puppy face for a second. He gets really confused ( and worried ) though because he can hear your heartbeat increase. When he asks you what’s wrong you just sort of giggle and cup his face in your hands and whisper “you look like a puppy” to which he blushes and laughs the purest laugh you’ve ever heard

It was dark outside. You were sitting on Matt’s lap, gently kissing him. You shifted and he groaned slightly. You pulled away, gasping for breath.

“You might wanna take these off.” You chuckled and reached for his red lenses.

He closed his eyes when you pulled them off. You folded them and reached to set them on the small table beside the couch. You returned and cupped his face before realizing something and stopping.

You stared at him with wide eyes. Gently tracing his jaw absentmindedly. His eyes were looking off to the side and his face knit together into a look of worry.

“Is…everything ok?” He asked quietly. The concern was evident in his tone.

“Yeah, yeah…everything is fantastic it’s just—I’ve never seen your eyes before…” You continue to look at the beautiful color of them.

“You look like a puppy” You whispered in a giggle.

His face recoils a bit and his eyes widen before it relaxes and he laughs. Such a sweet and beautiful laugh.

“I’ll keep that in mind whenever I need to beg for something from you.” He chuckles. “Ok ok, let’s get back to it.”

“Whatever you want, Puppy.”

903 notes - Posted March 22, 2022

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Harley’s Plea for Help: Chapter 2

Chapter 1

“How long do you think it’s gonna take before she decides to sneak out?” Nightwing asked over his comms, lazily leaning against the balcony railing in front of him with his head resting on one hand.

“Dude, I started sneaking out almost twenty minutes ago,” a girl’s voice made Nightwing squeak and turn around, to reveal a teenage girl leaning against the door that led to the balcony he was on. “I didn’t want to draw attention to myself by doing unnecessarily showy gymnastics down from my hotel room’s balcony, no matter how much fun that would be, so I just snuck out one of the hotel’s back exits. Then I looked up to admire the moon and saw you here, staking out what is clearly my suite, and decided to come pay you a visit.”

“How long have you been there? And how did you even get behind me? I hope you didn’t break and enter, that’s an actual lived-in apartment behind us right now,” Nightwing asked, turning around to analyze the daughter of Harley Quinn for the first time in person.

She looked just like in her pictures, of course. Jet black hair like her father’s, except it seemed to have a bluish shine in the light. And her eyes were definitely Harley’s— thank goodness for that —vibrant blue and clearly analyzing him with the same amount of intensity as his did her. He had to bite back a chuckle. In a turn of complete irony, she really did look like a Wayne kid. Fit all of Bruce’s usual criteria to be adopted. But she was tiny, even smaller than Harley’s lithe form. He, Bruce, and Tim were of the hypothesis that the exposure both her parents had to Ace Chemical’s vats of acid likely had an effect on her DNA that stunted her growth. Perhaps there were other effects that they wouldn’t be able to figure out until they got to know her better, too, though it was clear that her skin was a likely one. It wasn’t unnaturally pale like her parent’s after their acid dips but it was paler than normal for sure, just a shade or two shy of being paper white.

And he could see, now, what Harley meant when she referred to Marinette as a powerhouse. It wasn’t very noticeable in pictures, but up close Dick could see the carefully honed muscle of an acrobat curling over her otherwise slim build. Combined with the knowledge that Marinette had been taught at least some serious self defense from a young age, he could see how such a tiny package could be a remarkable threat when necessary.

Marinette grimaced as the other Batfam, who were all nearby staking out her room from different angles, dropped onto the large balcony with them.

“Uh, well. I didn’t break and enter, I rather not get off to a criminal-ly start on my first night in Gotham, you know? But I realized that even though I was able to figure out the exact room you were staking me out from, I realized as soon as I got into the first floor of the building that I had no idea how to actually get to you. So I just climbed the stairs all the way to the roof and scaled my way down to this balcony, and pretended I’ve been here for a while when really I was barely able to hear you ask when I was gonna sneak out. I’m still out of breath, actually,” she put a hand on her chest and sure enough her breathing was still slightly fast. But not enough to be worrying or even all that noticeable. Yet another piece of evidence to show that she was a very active individual and had resistance built up to physical activity.

“Yup,” Robin groused grumpily, crossing his arms. “With all that rambling, you couldn’t be anyone else’s child but Quinzel’s.”

Marinette’s face immediately flushed pink all the way to her ears. “I’m sorry! I’ve been trying so hard to quit that habit, too!” She grumbled a bit to herself, putting her face in her hands. They all chuckled at the display. Red Hood ambled over, draping his arm over her shoulders (he nearly had to bend in half to do it, the height difference was that bad).

“As adorable as your freak out is, why’d you even come up here anyway? There’s no way you’d scale down a ten-story building just to say hello.”

She let out a heavy sigh at that, slowly peeling her face out of her hands. “Yeah, I recognized you guys right away. And honestly, as much as Momma Harley would be super proud of me for managing to give an entire group of vigilantes the slip, she’d also ground me for life if she found out that I saw you guys and still snuck away even though she probably swallowed her pride and asked you guys to babysit me, right? Self preservation. Contrary to popular belief, I do actually have some.”

“Wait,” Red Robin held up a hand, brows clearly furrowed under his cowl. “You expected her to ask for our help?”

“Well,” she made a so-so motion with her hand. “I didn’t think of it beforehand, but it all clicked once I saw Nightwing. I know how much my mom is worried about me, especially since you-know-who broke out a few days ago. She is more than worried enough to ask you guys for help. Even if she does complain about you guys, a lot actually, she also has made it clear that she trusts you guys with the stuff that actually matters.

“‘You know who’?” Batman repeated, arms crossed. If Marinette squinted, she thought there might have been a grin on his lips. “Is that how you always refer to him?”

“What else am I gonna call him?” she asked, face going deadpan. “Sperm donor? Source of a large amount of my self doubt and depreciation? The prime reason I haven’t been able to see my mom in person more often over the years? Oh, I know! How about I just always refer to him as ‘that bastard I wanna punch,’? That sounds good!” she rolled her eyes sarcastically. “Only one person in this world has the right to be considered my father in any capacity, and it sure as hell isn’t him. Genetics notwithstanding.”

Red Hood straight up guffawed at that, landing several rough pats on her back that made the girl stumble a bit. “Yep, I like this one! But as fun as it would be to see you give that jackass a mean left hook, it’s better if he never finds out who you are or knows that you’re here,” the vigilante’s voice got dark and serious very quickly. “He doesn’t forget people he finds interesting easily, and if he ever finds out about the connection you have to him, he’ll be a constant threat in your life.”

“I know,” Marinette agreed with a nod. “And if this conversation was happening two years ago, I’d say that my mom’s concerns aren’t unfounded. That I am too easily emotionally compromised and despite my deep seated issues and hatred for that man, I couldn’t guarantee he would be unable to get to me.”

Batman straightened up, as did all of his sons around him. None of them had missed the ‘if’ there. Batman’s voice went from charmingly deep to it’s usual gruff grumble. “What changed in two years?”

They all watched as Marinette gulped, taking a deep breath as she stalled for time, looking out at the view on the balcony before seeming to steel herself and return her gaze to Batman’s. When she did, it was suddenly full of iron will.

“I didn’t lie when I told Mom that I came to visit her— but that isn’t the whole truth, either. If I just wanted to visit her in Gotham, I would have waited until I was eighteen like we agreed. But I can’t wait, Paris can’t keep going on like this. I entered that contest because it was the fastest way to see you. I didn’t know if I would win, but… I had to take the chance. There was no way I’d be able to get to Gotham behind my mom’s back otherwise.”

“What are you talking about?” Robin hissed, stepping up to his father’s side. “Paris has been silent. If anything were happening, we would have heard about it by now.”

“No, you wouldn’t,” Marinette corrected, never losing that ironclad look in her eyes. “Because a combination of magic and politics is keeping it quiet. No news about Paris’ situation is able to leave the city limits. Magic makes any non-native who leaves Paris think that everything they experienced was just a crazy dream. Natives won’t forget, but politics has all of us under very strict NDAs if we leave city boundaries, and all of our local news and social media is blocked from being accessed by anyone outside the city. But, I figured a little breaking of the rules wouldn’t exactly put a stain on my family’s reputation or anything, so,” she dug in her pocket and pulled out a thumb drive, holding it up for all of them to see. She swallowed again, but never stopped her eye contact with Batman. She held out the thumb drive.

“I came to Gotham to ask for your help. This sped things up, I didn’t expect to see you on my first night here, but two years in Hawkmoth’s Paris has really taught me how to roll with the punches. This,” she shook the thumb drive. “Holds videos of every fight since HawkMoth first showed up. It has all the information I’ve gathered over two years, tracks his movements and lists all his targets and— everything. But I’m not a detective, I’m a designer. I make clothes, I spar on the weekends, I am not good at getting evidence to prove that someone is a magic-abusing villain holding an entire city hostage.”

“We’re gonna need some details, Little Q,” Red Hood finally removes his arm from around her shoulders, instead crossing his arms and looking down at her sternly. “If your city has a villain holding it hostage, is anyone fighting him? And if you do have someone fighting him, why don’t you need our help, or why didn’t they call the Justice League? The JLE should be in Paris, right?”

Marinette snorted, face scrunching up in obvious distaste. “I’ll have to answer those a little out of order. First; the JLE was kicked out of Paris. They moved their headquarters to Italy about five years ago, I’m just surprised they apparently kept that secret from you,” she gestured to all of them, who indeed seemed very caught off guard by that tidbit. But Marinette just sighed and continued. “Though that’s a good thing, actually. We do have heroes, it started out as just a pair but it’s grown into a small team out of necessity. They didn’t call the Justice League because the last thing we need is any powered heroes coming in and making it worse— your league doesn’t have the best reputation for letting newer heroes take the lead even on their home turf, you know,” she pointed out, which made Batman shift a bit guiltily. He knew the JL was often a bit… heavy handed in their methods.

“What makes the situation so bad that you don’t want to bring experienced heroes into it?” Red Robin cut in, sounding as if the whole situation was a puzzle he was determined to sort out. Which, really, was exactly what Marinette had been counting on. She shot him a finger gun, grinning.

“That’s exactly the point! Hawkmoth uses a magical artifact, like I said— but this artifact can brainwash anybody who experiences even the slightest negative emotion. Sadness, anger, fear— anything negative. And it gives them powers, but puts them largely under his influence,” her expression twisted again, this time into a wry little grimace. “I guess you can say that my momma’s psychiatry background has secretly come in handy a lot over these past two years. And Hawkmoth is exactly why I try to tell Momma Harley to stop visiting me— I have worked my butt off to keep her from finding out about his attacks or getting Akumatized. Every time she shows up it gives me a heart attack!”

“Akumatized?”

Marinette waved a hand dismissively. “It’s the term used for when someone is turned into a super powered villain because of HawkMoth. The brainwashing— really it’s more similar to a straight up corruption. The person usually lacks their usual moral compass, and just seeks to soothe whatever set off their negative emotion in the first place. Usually, that means they seek a bloody revenge. And if someone who already has extensive training or extremely strong powers gets Akumatized, guess what?” She made jazz hands even though her face was deadpan. “Extra powers, or amplified ones, for the metas or superheroes who are Akumatized. And imagine what someone with, say, Batman’s level of experience could do if he had powers and no moral compass,” the silence that followed her words was deafening. She just nodded, knowing she had gotten her point across. “I’ve been working my butt off to stay positive, because if I’m Akumatized…” her shoulders fell, and she had to swallow a lump in her throat. “... I have no idea what I’d turn into, but if you take into consideration both my training and my family history… it’s really best if we never find out what kind of magic-powered supervillain I’d make.”

“So, let me get this straight,” Nightwing said after another long moment of silence for that to all sink in. He gestured at her with an open palm. “You’ve been dealing with a terrorist for two years who targets emotional vulnerability, you apparently have never been corrupted by this magic at least to present day, but your mother still worries about you being very emotionally fragile. And your heroes are not detectives, which is clearly what you need or you wouldn’t have asked us for our help.”

Marinette nodded. “I used to be very impressionable. At the start of all this, I was a huge people-pleaser. I got attached to new people in a matter of minutes. My mom always said I reminded her too much of herself— but two years of fighting off a guy trying to get into my head—“

“Wait,” Batman nearly barked, taking a step forward. “He’s been targeting you? You specifically?”

Marinette nodded grimly, mouth a straight line. “Not from the beginning, but this past year it’s been painfully obvious. He might be able to sense the strength of people’s emotions, and unfortunately I don’t exactly experience my emotions very… gently. All of my emotions tend to the much more intense side of the spectrum. If that’s true, then he might know that any negative emotion I feel will make an extremely strong Akuma. Either that, or he’s going by process of elimination. All of my friends, except for one, have been Akumatized already. So has my Papan and my grandmother. But it’s obvious when he’s targeting someone, I’ve felt him try to override my will on several occasions. But I can’t just repress all of my negative emotions forever, so consider us working against the clock right now. That thumb drive has all the details you need about our heroes, how exactly Hawkmoth’s powers work, and so on.”

“Do your heroes know you’re asking for our help?” Red Robin asked, gaze burning a figurative hole through Marinette’s face. “Better yet, if this drive has as much information as you say it does, how did you get it?”

Marinette handed the drive over to Batman, who finally took it and tucked it in his belt as she answered.

“Momma Harley might have a lot to say about your detective skills, but you are all still strangers to me. So consider this a test of your abilities— I expect that you will all go to extreme lengths to verify all of the information I gave you anyway. After all, I’m still the daughter of your most hated enemy. Right?” She met each of their gazes, one by one, with a challenging one of her own. “You’ll just have to figure out my connection to the heroes on your own. And how I got the information, too. It shouldn’t be too hard for the so-called world’s greatest detectives. And maybe this can double as a trust exercise. I fully expect you guys to scour through every inch of my past, and dig up everything you can on me. I encourage you to try to find everything you can, so that hopefully you can decide to trust me on your own once you have all the details laid out in front of you. By the way, for your own sanity? I’d start with reading about all of our heroes’ powers and abilities before you watch any footage of past attacks.”

Red hood rocked back on his heels, trading glances with the other vigilantes before they all shared a nod. Apparently having decided their course of action, Red Hood leaned down and hoisted Marinette up into a princess carry. All traces of her previous iron will melted away in favor of the high pitched squeal of surprise she gave, and once more she became an overly flustered teenager.

“Alright, little cutie. Let’s get you to your mom’s place before she and her crazy plant lady fiancé come hunting us down.”

“I can walk! I can freerun on my own! Mon dieu please let me down! Eeeeek!” She squealed again as Robin slapped a domino mask over her eyes and Red Hood wasted no time jumping over the balcony railing with her still in his arms. The fact that they were lowered down by a wire wrapped around Hood’s waist didn’t seem to take away any of the fright that came with a sudden drop over an eighth-story balcony.

Part 1

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i’m really loving the Wish me Away au idea! Would you be up to writing about what the batfam does after seeing mari’s reaction to emilie and adrien?

Like an actually little drabble? Yeah sure! It'll be based off the headcanons from this post -> 👶

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Bruce couldn't remember having so much fun, he always loved to brag about his kids and show them off at work, but it was a little hard when it was 'Bring Your Kid To Work Day' and most of your kids worked with you. That's why he was so happy bringing little Marietta with him to Wayne Enterprises, he also brought Damian but Damian had wandered off to see what Dick did since, and he quotes, "I know everything about you father. If I am to be your successor it is only natural I familiarize myself with your work. I believe it would be beneficial for me to oversee Grayson's work ethic."

Honestly, Damian could have just said he wanted to see what Dick did but that was just part of Damian's charm. Before he had left, Damian had let Marietta grab his finger and give it a little shake which delighted her, if Bruce was not mistaken, Damian had even smiled before he said bye to the both of them. The boy had really grown to love Mari and Bruce could not be more proud of his son. Though, he had to admit, all of his children were absolutely enamored with the baby, not to say he wasn't, but Lord have mercy on anyone who dared mess with his baby girl. She would have an army behind her of overprotective brothers and sisters, and father and mother, and grandfather, and cow...and turkey...and dogs...and cats...and dragon bat....and semi-god things that called themselves kwamis...and two very very powerful almost godlike godparents (Diana and Clark.) Now Bruce didn't like to think about it but he did also have to add Mari's....friends to that list... i.e. some of his rogues, which yes was fucking bizarre beyond all reason, but some had even cut back on crime because of their friendship with his little mini-hero so that was a plus. Right?

Well that was a thought for another day, now he got to take his little girl around and take her into meetings, which was certainly going to be interesting, but Marietta always seemed interested in watching him work so he wasn't too worried. He packed her plenty of snacks along with her lunch that Alfred made, he made sure to pack her favorite toys and a variety of coloring books and markers and crayons. And of course he remembered to pack cookies for Tikki who was riding in the hood of Marietta's dress. Plus he made sure to pack a little first aid kid just in case, also another sweater for Marietta in case she got cold.

He liked to be prepared. Sue him.

First meeting of the day was with a Ms. Graham de Vanily. If his memory served right this was Emilie and not Amelie who he had spoken with in the past. Not for the first time he had to wonder what possessed their parents to name the identical twin sisters Emilie and Amelie, but apparently she had brought along her son as well so that made this meeting a little less awkward. He adjusted his hold on Marietta before he continued on his walk to his office where he would be meeting Ms. Emilie, he had hoped to show his daughter around more when they had arrived but he had actually forgotten about this particular meeting and so hadn't rescheduled it to a time when he would hand over Marietta to one of her brother's since they deemed it "unfair" that only he got to show her his work.

Honestly his boys. They were wonderful but boy did they get jealous of one another if Marietta gave one more attention than the other. He fondly remembered one family game night where all the boys were asking who Mari's favorite brother is and she had just been laughing at all the attention not really understanding and it was the first time Bruce had witnessed Damian giving someone a smile and opening his arms for a hug. Of course he had done it behind all his siblings backs and only Alfred and Bruce himself had seen it. It was a sight to see everyone's face when Mari giggled out a, "Dami!", and ran over to him. When everyone turned around he was back to his stoic face but he was hugging Marietta and she was snuggling herself against him but as he looked at everyone he gave them a small smirk. There was an uproar, a demand for a retest, but Damian wouldn’t have it and it had been one of the most chaotic nights in the Manor. Selina had been very entertained especially when Marietta somehow made her way out of the gaggle of children and waddled over to her and had climbed in her lap very clumsily before plopping herself down and making herself comfortable, almost like a cat Bruce had thought, before smiling up at Selina. Selina had just turned to Bruce and said in a complete monotone voice, “I would die for this child.” 

Him and Selina hadn't tied the knot yet so to say, nor had he proposed. They were trying their hand at dating again but he couldn't help the way his heart skipped and his mind conjured up images of tuxedos, lace, friends and family, cakes and kisses, and rings and vows exchanged, when his baby girl, his little Marietta looked up at Selina and called her Maman. Bruce wondered if she ever shared his thoughts, he almost convinced himself she did whenever he saw her melt and practically purr when Mari, or as Selina liked to call her, Kitten, would call her Maman. He could see the love in the older woman's eyes and he had no doubt in his heart that this time, they would work out, this time they would get their 'happily ever after' or whatever came close to it.

He was ripped from his thought when he heard his baby girl giggle at something Lucius said.

"Morning Lucius."

"And good morning to you Mr. Wayne. I see you brought the little one."

"Yes. I promised I would bring her but I must admit, the meeting with Ms. Graham de Vanily slipped my mind." Bruce sighed out.

"I guessed as much. Well if you want, I can watch the Little Wayne while you have your meeting." Lucius offered, of course Bruce trusted him to watch Marietta seeing as the older man also practically adopted Mari at first sight. He was basically another grandfather to her.

"Gampa Fox!" Marietta began before dissolving into her baby babble. She was getting very good at speaking. Honestly she was very smart for a two year old.

"That's okay Lucius, I want to bring her in. Besides if her brothers spot her with you they wouldn't hesitate to snatch her up before their scheduled times. If Ms. Graham de Vanily has a problem with it I will insist on a reschedule. It's not everyday I get some one on one time with Marietta." Bruce admitted.

"You know one day someone is going to say no to you despite your good looks, money and reputation. Fine. Head on in, our guest is already here, which by the way, I don't think she will mind Mari seeing as she brought her own son to this meeting." Lucius sighed but he gave Mari a little wave and pointed Bruce to one of the smaller meeting rooms they had in Wayne Enterprises.

"Aww Lucius you think I'm good looking?"

"Go."

"Yes sir." Bruce chuckled out with a brief wave before he made his way over to the meeting room Lucius had pointed to and gently rapped his knuckled on the outside door despite the room being visible from outside because of the large windows. He heard a feminine voice call out from inside so he entered,

“Remember your manners Marietta and if you need anything don’t be shy.” Bruce told his daughter softly as they walked in, he chuckled when she nodded enthusiastically. As soon as he caught sight of the blonde woman he put on his best business smile. “Ah, Ms. Graham de Vanily, so sorry to keep you waiting. I must admit that this meeting slipped my mind.”

“No worries Mr. Wayne, I don’t believe this will be long. I see you brought your daughter. I brought my son! Adrien say hi.” Ms. Graham de Vanily light-heartedly scolded her son and tapped his shoulder. When Bruce took his seat and placed Marietta on his lap he finally got a good look at them both. Both mother and son were blond, her son, Adrien was a teenager, from the looks of it he was 16 maybe even 17. When his mother tapped him on the shoulder he sat up straighter than when he was slouching so obviously he didn’t want to come. So why bring him then? 

“Hello Mr. Wayne, it’s an honor to meet you.” Adrien greeted him with a model smile, he had seen enough to spot them from the real deal.

“Likewise. Marietta, can you say ‘hello’ to our guests?” Bruce asked gently down to his daughter who was being uncharacteristically quiet. Usually she would already saying ‘hi’ and waving, maybe even trying to get a high five or hand shake. Though now she was hiding her face in his chest and hugging her backpack to her, she made a small noise like a whimper and Bruce was absolutely dumbfounded. His daughter had never acted like this before, not even with Joker for crying out loud yet here she was trembling and trying to hide herself in his arms. He didn’t know what was going on but his daughter was scared so he scooped her up and held her closer to him but she still tried to pull herself closer. Finally Bruce caught sight of Tikki inside Marietta’s open backpack and saw her antennae-like things pulled back and her eyes narrowed as the kwami glared at Ms. Graham de Vanily and her son, if he wasn’t mistaken she was even glowing a faint red especially as she stared at Adrien. Bruce didn’t understand what was causing these reactions but he did know one thing, he wasn’t going to make Marietta sit there.

“I apologize. She’s not normally like this, I think it would be best if I take her to one of her brothers if you don’t mind.” 

“Oh...no worries at all. I’m sorry if we scared her somehow.” The woman actually sounded genuine but Bruce wasn’t going to risk anything, especially with how her son actually looked at his daughter for the first time that they walked in there.

“I’m sure that’s not the case, but it will probably be best to take her to one of her brothers that way we can get through this meeting. I will be fast.” With that he was out the room and speedwalking down the hall over to Lucius’s office. “I don’t have time to explain but Marietta was acting strange around Ms. Graham de Vanily and her son and Tikki as well. Can you take her to one of her brothers please? Just inform me who and I will go pick her up after the meeting.”

Lucius on his part did his best not to ask questions knowing Bruce didn’t have the time but he did raise a brow that told Bruce he would be answering those unasked questions later. “Of course. I’ll go see what Dick and Damian are up to.”

“Thank you Lucius.” Bruce said sincerely before he made his way back to his meeting. He had questions too and they were all for Tikki, but there would be time for that later, now it was time for business.

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The meeting passed and all Bruce could think about was getting to Marietta. He checked his texts from Lucius that informed him that he did indeed leave Mari with Dick and Damian so he made his way over to the central security room knowing that’s where Dick would most likely be. When he got there he was relieved to see his baby girl laughing and playing with Dick while Damian sat on a chair watching, as he walked in the two boys stood up swiftly with Dick scooping up Marietta and angling her away from the door but when they saw it was him they relaxed. “Father, Lucius told us nothing, what happened?” Damian demanded.

“I’m not sure myself. Marietta started acting scared when we got in the meeting room with Ms. Graham de Vanily and her son Adrien.” Bruce answered.

“NO!” They all stared at Marietta in shock when she screamed and tried to hide herself in Dick’s chest, then they all stared at each other with wide eyes. 

“Hey, hey, hey. Etta what’s wrong?” Dick asked softly.

“No Adrien! No!” Marietta cried out. 

The air grew cold. Bruce could hear his son’s gasp and he wouldn’t be surprised if he did as well. “ طفل الخفافيش (tifl alkhafafish), you’re safe. This Adrien won’t harm you I promise.” Damian cooed to Marietta.

“الأخ الأكبر (al'akhu al'akbar).” Mari cried out wetly as she reached her hands out for him and he of course took her out of Dick’s arms and held her. 

“Tikki. Explain...please.” Bruce pleaded.

Tikki flew out of Mari’s backpack and sadly looked over at the girl before flying over to her and kissing the top of her head before flying and landing on Dick’s desk. “It’s...They are from her old life. Ad- He was her former partner...the one who wished her away. That woman shouldn’t be alive.” 

“He was the one to betray her?” Damian asked, his voice full of ice and steel. “Father I will be needing my swords. All of them.”

“Damian. No.”

“What do you mean no?” His son asked indignantly.

“Yeah what do you mean no?” Tikki asked with a tilt of her head, Bruce glared at her, she knew what she was doing.

“Tikki what do you mean that woman shouldn’t be alive?” Dick asked.

“Simply that. She was a corpse. No soul. Haw-Gab- The villain Mari had to face before, she was his wife. He wished for her life.” Tikki explained as though it made total sense to all of them.

“Yeaaaaah, you’re going to need to expand on that.” Dick said which made Tikki frown in confusion.

“While I do agree with that, maybe we should wait until we are at home to continue this conversation. You boys know how Tim and Jason will be if they aren’t informed about what happened. You boys tell them and I’ll take Marietta. We will continue on with our day, but if you see either of them lingering here alert me. I don’t want Marietta to have to interact with them at all if we can help it.” Bruce said as he gently took Marietta from Damian who looked like he wanted to do anything but give his little sister to his father.

“If I see them I have a right to defend Marietta.” Damian stated. “You can’t stop me.”

“Damian.”

“Don’t worry Bruce, at least he doesn’t have a sword on him.” Dick chuckled.

“Who said I didn’t? Was it Todd?” 

Bruce needed a break. Bruce questioned why he had so many kids not for the first time in his life. Bruce decided to ignore the fact his child admitted to having a sword somewhere on him and just did as he said he was going to do, continue his day with his daughter and if he held her a little closer to him than usual? Well it couldn’t be helped. 

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I know it’s not like the reactions yet but I am in the process of writing Wish Me Away so take this! XD

طفل الخفافيش (tifl alkhafafish): Baby Bat

“الأخ الأكبر (al'akhu al'akbar): Big Brother

[river-bottom-nightmare]

Hello! Can you give me some fic recs centered on Tim? I’m very interested in Tim’s relationship with anyone. He and the Bats, Titans, Jack and Janet, girls, Wayne Enterpises, schools, super criminals, crossovers (if there are mistakes, I’m sorry, because English is not my native language)

hey babe!! (don’t worry, english isn’t my native language either, but you’re doing great!) i don’t have as many tim recs as dick ones, but i do have a few goodies.

1. And Now I’m Covered In The Colors, Pulled Apart At The Seams by @sohotthateveryonedied 17k. a wonderful spin on the “red string of fate” au that takes a look at the different relationships in tim’s life, everything from his parents to his siblings to his friends and love interests. this story was emotional yet sweet and i love love loved it.

2. Gonna Be A Better One (A Thousand Miles To Your Door) by @traincat ~19k. a look at the time when tim was benched for robin bc his dad found out, except tim and kon were dating at the time, so this fix explores tim and kon’s relationship as they try to be “normal” and end up falling even more in love. be still my timkon heart.

3. Heart, Humble by Betty (if anyone knows their tumblr, please lmk!) ~8k. another fic about that time tim’s dad found out he was robin, because dear god does that have so much potential. this fic deals with jack grappling with the fact that his son is robin wtf and it’s both funny, heartwarming, and emotional. one of my absolute favourites.

4. if you get lost (you can always be found) by @ace-corvid ~34k. this is probably my most favourite tim-centric fic of all time. tim’s trans in this fic, and the fic takes him through the major events of canon, with a bit canon-divergence in the end. it tackles this monuments challenge beautifully, and i’ve practically accepted this fic as canon by now. 

5. Pounding the Pavement (Running on Empty) by @chibinightowl ~4k. if we’re being completely honest, tim’s always been healthier, lighter, and happier when he’s with young justice. bart, tim, cassie, and kon are the b e s t team/friend group, and i love them beyond words. after an injury, tim decides to move to california to live there with yj. it’s a little bit bittersweet and chock-full of new beginnings.

6. the prophetic spring by @theinternationalacestation  ~32k. this fic is part of this author’s reverse robins au, and it’s one of the very few reverse robins fics i actually like. scratch like for this, i adore it. it takes a dive into highlighting the stark differences between red hood jason and red hood tim, showcases just how someone like tim would react to having that type of tragedy happen to him. it’s a tad dark and has plenty of tws, so if that’s not your thing i’d stay clear, but otherwise, i could not recommend this fic more. 

7. The Same Mistake Twice by @sohotthateveryonedied (again because i’m a slut for their fics) ~8k. have yall heard of joker jr? well, this heartbreaking fic is an au of the joker jr arc where the batfam comes together to help tim recover. it’s mainly tim and jason bonding, but dear god is it emotional. there is so much hurt/comfort, whump, and angst packed into this fic trust me you will cry.

8. Sticks and Stones by @soleminisanction ~10k. this isn’t exactly a character bashing, but it definitely isn’t steph-friendly either, so steph stans, you may want to steer clear. but dear god is this a fic that i needed. steph and tim’s relationship in the comics is borderline emotionally abusive, and while this fic does play it up some, it’s nice to see it getting addressed. it’s jam packed with core four fluff though, and that’s super nice.

9. Surveillance by @smilebackwards ~17k. i reread this series so often it’s not even funny. civilian!tim au, where he discreetly tries to help the batfam through his computer skills and general Smortness, gets caught, and sort of dragged into the batfam. absolutely wonderful, i adored it. also, it turns into timkon near the last couple of works!

10. Where the Healing Begins (Fix You) by @thingr1 ~21k. i had to include one of these on here. timmy deals with depression. his family helps him find his feet. the later chapters are a pretty heavy tw, so be careful. it’s a tad ooc, but a lovely read.

11. The Wound Begins To Bleed by @agent-skulldrey 7k. tim accidentally becoming a good big brother to damian. this fic was so heartwarming and sweet, also consisted of tim punching a racist asshole bully in the face, and rounded it all off with good dad!bruce. so a win-win-win in my book.

phew. that got longer than i expected. once again, i’d like to give a ginormous virtual hug to every single one of these absolutely incredible authors. enjoy reading babe!

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Hey I recently got into Jayrae and found Hopes for a Bastard story. But I am also a huge Roy harper fan and I like the way you wrote his addiction. In Holiday Express Shipping it's mentioned that Oliver really screwed up with Roy I was wondering what he did? Also how is the Arrow more screwed up than the Batfam?

Canonically this is also touched that Oliver went away and Roy turned to drugs because of loneliness. Is it about the same thing?

Hello,

You caught me at the right time where I have a minute to answer your questions. Also, heads up to everyone with a request in my inbox I'll be writing and posting JayRae on Monday and Tuesday! =)

Now back to the questions.

In the original source material, Roy Harper already had an substance abuse problem before he was found and taken in by Oliver. Roy is from the Navajo reservation, his father was a ranger there, and his father was killed at some point, which lead to Roy being taken in by Brave Bow (I think). Now, this has changed as DC has evolved and characters origins are altered to be more appropriate and respectful of Tribes and other ethnic groups because I think now Roy resided with a Tribe in Washington State (not 100% sure on that though). But Roy when he was taken in by Big Bow already had substance abuse issues with alcohol, specifically alcohol because he wasn't on drugs yet; and this resulted in a black out where he later woke up and thought he had hurt/killed Big Bow (this point varies on material), and he was mortified so he fled. Eventually he landed in Star City/Seattle (again, this varies on material). As Roy grew up with a Ranger for a father, and on the reservation, it's said he learnt a lot of his archery skills there, before Oliver found him.

Roy's always had troubles with alcohol, but eventually he did get sober when he was working with Oliver, and he was clean, he joined the Titans in Dick's era with Donna, Wally West I, and Garth, he was clean.

Now, because Roy is not my favorite character in the sense of I follow him religiously like I do with Jason or Raven, I don't quite know everything that lead to him getting hooked on drugs. Specifically Heroine, I remember that was the big one he got hooked on, and I do think it had to do with him and Oliver growing distant and Roy growing lonely but it's probably more complicated than that. What I do know is that there was a falling out between him and Oliver because of his drug use, and later alcohol abuse. And Oliver did fire him for both problems (probably in a misguided attempt at tough love to scare Roy back to sobriety; at least that's how I've interpreted a lot of Oliver's actions regarding Roy's addiction problems), which lead to Roy running with Jade Nguyen for a lot of years. Roy did get clean again though for his daughter Lian at some point, I can't remember when. But when he got clean, he got custody of his daughter and did divorce Jade.

As to how this affects Roy and Oliver's relationship as a whole, the two while they will always be father-son/brothers, in a sense do have clashing personalities and but heads together a lot. They both run on hot tempers, and passion, which is great for both characters, but it does drive the pair to have a turbulent relationship in general. Oliver is also not that much older than Roy, I think in canon material they have like a decade of age separating them, so similar to Bruce and Dick, they've ended up with this strange brotherly-father/son dynamic. Oliver cutting ties with Roy though did fuck him over in a lot of ways because Oliver was Roy's main source of support after losing both his father figures and his home and his normal life all in one go. Which sort of further pushes Roy to substance abuse.

As to what happened between Roy and Oliver in Holiday Express Shipping: A few years before Hopes for a Bastard Started, timeline wise, Roy volunteered to do a mission for the CIA against Felicity and Oliver's wishes (he was a recovering addict at this point in time, having made it a few years sober), and he ended up running with Cheshire (Jade Nguyen) and Deathstroke (Slade Wilson), the CIA was looking for Prometheus, and knew of Roy's past involvement with Jade Nguyen and approached him to go undercover to find Prometheus. This was when Roy was a few years into sobriety, (and after my talks with a few recovering alcoholics, I did learn this is sort of the point where you think yourself 'cured' and can handle anything and will say no to temptation, you think you beat the addiction in a sense), so Roy thought he could do it, go in, and come out clean. In anger Oliver sort of denounced Roy for his arrogance in thinking he was 'cured' and warned him if he did this he'd have no home to return to (as a scare tactic), and Roy just left. Then a few years later, after Deathstroke and Jade have him thoroughly addicted to Heroine and Alcohol (again), Roy reached out to Thea to get him and Lian out because he finally hit rock bottom. Thea died in this attempt to get him out, and Roy fled with Lian to Wayne Manor and you know the rest.

Oliver and Roy's relationship will forever be complicated because of addiction, but also their general personalities, they do love each other greatly, but they have a complex dynamic.

And the Arrow Family, if we follow the dynamics from the show is equally screwed up to the Bats, but in the Hopes for a Bastard Universe, Bruce has never cut off any of his children; not even Jason (he thought Jason dead for years, but he did not cut Jason off, even after Jason's return he hasn't cut Jason off). Bruce looks down on Oliver for cutting off Roy when Roy needed support and help. That's the big point that Bruce keeps driving at when he thinks the Arrows are more screwed up than the Bats. Also, Bruce and Oliver always clash, they seem intent on driving the other insane whenever they meet up in comics.

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Meeting the BatFam

Genre: Fluff

Relationship: Older!Damian x Gender Neutral!Reader (A gender is never specified throughout the story)

Requested: Yes by @lokiifriggasonn (REQUESTS ARE CLOSED BUT I WILL TAKE SUGGESTIONS FOR FICS YOU’D LIKE TO SEE)

Word Count: 2.5K

Warnings: Fluff, nothing major

Description:  You’re meeting Damian’s family for the first time and a little nervous about how it’s going to go.

It looked like a tornado had gone through the room when Damian entered.  Drawers to the dresser had been opened and riffled through, the closet also looked like it had been demolished.  There were clothes on the floor and you were lying back on the bed staring up at the ceiling.  Damian arched an eyebrow and carefully made his way around the clothes strewn on the floor to sit by your side.

“Beloved, why does our bedroom look like a natural disaster hit?”  He had an inkling as to why, but he wanted to hear it from your lips.

You rolled your head to the side and looked up at your boyfriend, you could tell that he was trying not to grin or tease you about this.  You narrowed your eyes, “Call me Hurricane Y/N and it’s only because I couldn’t find a single thing to wear.”

Damian finally couldn’t take it and started to chuckle, you looked adorable right now.  “Y/N, you could wear anything and it would be fine, you’re just meeting my family.  They’ll love you regardless of what you wear to meet them.”

You groaned and forced yourself to sit up, “I just want to make a good first impression.  This is Bruce Wayne we’re talking about here.  And on top of that your brothers will be there.”

Damian snorted, “They love you already.  They say you have to be a literal saint to put up with me.”

You grinned and kissed his cheek, “You’re not so bad, Demonboy.”

It was his turn to narrow his eyes at you, “Yeah, you’re going to fit right in with them if you keep it up.”  He stood up and tossed your favorite outfit your way.  “Go ahead and wear this, I know it makes you feel more confident and it’ll be fine to meet my family in.”

He left you alone so that you could change and then the two of you head for Wayne Manor.  You could feel the butterflies in your stomach as you drew closer to the manor.  You knew of Damian’s family, you had seen their faces plastered all over tabloids and on the news.  They were Gotham royalty and you weren’t sure if you would be able to measure up to their expectations for Damian.

The manor was impressive, seeing it in pictures versus seeing it up close and personal was a whole other story.  You paused to take it all in and Damian waited patiently.  To Damian the manor wasn't that impressive, he had seen others bigger and grander than this.  But he knew that that was just his experience, this was something new to you.  When you were done he slipped his hand into yours and led you inside where Alfred was waiting.

“Damian,” he took your coats and offered a bright smile to you.  Damian had often described Alfred as a grandfather figure to everyone in the home, and had been with the Wayne family since forever.  “Y/N, it is so lovely to finally meet you.  Damian speaks about you all the time.”

“All good things I hope,” you said as you glanced at your boyfriend wondering what exactly he had to say about you.

“Of course,” Alfred said.  “The young man is quite smitten with you.”

Damian was turning red, “Alfred.”

Alfred chuckled, “I do believe this is the first time I’ve ever seen you flustered, Damian.  Maybe he should have brought you around soon, Y/N.”

Damian tugged you along, “That’s quite enough, Pennyworth.  Come along, Y/N, there are more people to meet.”

“You mean more people to embarrass you,” you teased and he sighed knowing that you were unfortunately correct about that.  His family would find any excuse to embarrass him.

You followed Damian through the halls to the living room where they were all gathered around reading or on their phones or computers.  Jason was the first one you noticed with the shock of white hair in the front and the classic book perched on his lap, a pensive look on his face.  Next was Tim with his laptop open and a cup of coffee beside him.  Then there was Dick on his phone probably texting Kor’i about how Damian and his significant other were on their way.  Then there was Bruce sitting in a wing-back chair reading over the paper.

They were a portrait of a rich upper class family.

Damian wanted to roll his eyes at how hard they were trying to appear normal.

He cleared his throat and they all looked up and spotted the two of you.  “Everyone, I’d like you to meet Y/N.”

“Hello,” you gave a little wave and a smile hoping that you didn’t look as nervous as you felt.

Dick was up in a flash and coming over to pull you in for a hug, “Y/N!  It’s so nice to finally meet you!  We didn’t think Dames here would ever bring you by.”

Damian pinched the bridge of his nose, “Grayson, you are about as excitable as a puppy.  Please try not to scare Y/N with your overly excitable nature.”

Dick released you and gave you a sheepish smile, “Sorry, but I gotta say we’re all just really excited that you’re here.  Damian never brings anyone here for us to meet so you must be something really special if he’s willing to risk embarrassment for us to meet you.”

Tim stood up next and shook your hand in a much more formal manner than his older brother, “Don’t mind Grayson, he’ll calm down once all the excitement is over.”  You chuckled and told Tim that it was nice to meet him.

Jason followed Tim, again offering you a solid handshake versus the hug.  “I’m surprised you manage to get along with the Demon spawn.”

“Watch it, Todd,” Damian growled which only made Jason smirk.

Jason leaned in and whispered, “He’s so easy to rile up, sometimes it’s too hard to resist.”  That got you to giggle and Damian crossed his arms and pouted.  “Welcome to the family, Y/N.”

Next was Bruce and you squirmed under Damian’s father’s gaze.  He was an intimidating man and you wondered if you would pass the test.  “Y/N, it’s wonderful to finally meet you.  Boys, give Y/N and I a moment of privacy please.”

“Father,” Damian started, but Bruce held up a hand silencing his son. 

You glanced nervously at Damian as his brothers crowded around him and watched you and Bruce head down the hall.  The two of you were silent and you tried to admire the artwork hanging on the walls.  Finally Bruce stopped in front of a door and opened it to reveal a library.  It was an impressive collection and you weren’t surprised to see what appeared to be a few first editions on the shelves.

“Have I done something to offend you, Mr. Wayne?”  You asked Bruce when you turned to face him.  He was leaning against a table watching you, gauging your reaction to things.

“No, I just wanted to ask you something important,” he said.  “Something that has to do with our... nightly activities.  I know Damian’s told you the truth about who he is and what we do.  He wouldn’t bring you here if he hadn’t.”

“This is going to be a test isn’t it?”  You asked as you took a seat in one of the armchairs present.  “You want to see if I’m worthy of knowing this secret that you’ve carefully safeguarded all these years.”

“Exactly,” Bruce said.  “I don’t trust easily, Y/N.  And neither does Damian, so it’s saying something that he told you any of this, but for my own peace of mind I need to ask you a question.  That question being: are you truly all right with Damian being Robin?”

You remember the night he told you.  It had been an accident.  He had been injured and not far from the apartment you had been living in at the time.  He had come to you seeking aid, trusting you enough to patch him back together.  It had been a shock to learn that Damian was Robin and the revelation of who the rest of his family was.  But that didn’t mean you loved or trusted Damian any less.

“It was hard at first because I was always worried about him, but it was never a question if I was okay with him being Robin.  It was more so could I handle it if something terrible were to happen to him on a mission one night.  I know that being a vigilante isn’t safe and I’ve seen him hurt before, that was how I found out that he was Robin in the first place.  And I promise you, Mr. Wayne that I will never tell another living soul even if, and I have no plans of this ever happening because I love your son, but even if we were to break up I would never tell another person.  His job is too important to jeopardize like that.  So yes, I am okay with him being Robin, I have nothing against it.”

Bruce stood and offered you a genuine smile, “Then welcome to the family, Y/N.”  You offered him a smile back and then Bruce surprised you by saying, “All right you four you can come in.”

The door opened and a sheepish Dick, Tim, Jason, and Damian entered the room.  “How did I know the three of you would be listening?”

Damian had wandered over to you and wrapped an arm around your shoulders, placing a kiss to the top of your head.  “I only came to make sure you didn’t traumatize, Y/N with your ‘I am vengeance, I am night’ speech.”

Bruce shook his head, “I only use that with my enemies, and as far as I am aware Y/N is not an enemy.”

Dick and the others were trying hard to hold in their laughter, each of them had heard the speech over the course of their years with Bruce.  None of them could ever keep a straight face when listening to it.  “Well now that Y/N has been properly welcomed into the family can we please eat, I am starving,” Dick said.

“I second that,” Tim agreed.

“I think Alfred said the table was set and ready whenever we were,” Jason said as he headed for the door of the library.

The boys all started to file out of the room together and Damian helped you up, but stopped you before you could follow them.  “Thank you.”

“For what?”  You asked.

He shrugged, “For being amazing and for putting up with my crazy family.”

You smiled and kissed Damian sweetly on his lips, “I gotta say I love them already.  And I gotta admit I’m kind of excited to see how they embarrass you throughout the night.”

Damian groaned but before he could say anything else Dick popped his head back into the library, “Come on love birds the food’s getting cold!”

Damian shook his head and took your hand, “Let’s get this evening over with.”  You snorted and followed Damian and the rest of the family to the dining room.

Each one of them had stories about Damian and his younger days and the crazy stunts he used to pull.  They told you about Batcow and then Titus, and then Alfred the cat.  You listened as each of them shared some sort of anecdote about the youngest member of the Wayne family.  Damian watched as you laughed, your eyes lighting up whenever something funny was said.  It was worth the embarrassment to see you enjoying the evening with his family, and soon he was laughing too and turning the tables on his brothers.

When the evening came to a close Dick made you promise to come by at least once a week for dinner and possibly game night which you enthusiastically say yes too.  Promising that you would make sure Damian brought you bye.  Bruce even told you that you were welcome in Wayne Manor whenever you wanted and they all watched as you and Damian drove off together.

“I like Y/N,” Jason announced.  “I hope they come back more because I have more stories on Damian that I didn’t get to share tonight.”

“I’m sure they’ll be back soon enough,” Bruce said as he patted Jason on the back.  “Damian’s found himself a keeper.”

[sunnydotflower]

Fem! Harry Potter AU Headcanon no.3!!!!!

Jason Todd and Fem! HP

So, RH is out investigating these new reps from a company that W.E. is considering partnering with (the Batfam is happy and healthy and I will ignore anything else). The rep, a ‘Dursley’, had brought his wife and son along and after a week of schmoozing, has taken them for a week to Disneyworld. Weirdly, they kept the apartment they rented in Gotham tho. Suspicious. So RH is tasked with seeing what’s going on at the apartment.

At first, everything seems normal. A few things left and while certainly sleazy, RH cannot find anything more incriminating than (maybe) Dursley skimming from his own company. Until he goes to pass through the living room and is confronted by a tiny baby Fem! HP who has been left behind to sleep on the sofa while Dursley takes his family to Disneyworld. RH kinda bluescreens. Fem! HP is no older than eight, looks younger and has only ben left with a frozen loaf of bread and six eggs to survive on for the week. 

She asks RH if he’s one of the bad people and there is this whole thing where she goes on how her Aunt and Uncle (!!!!!) say she is one of the bad kind. Obviously, RH is not comfortable leaving her alone and she does not want to leave. He ends up staying over night to keep an eye on her and when she finally falls asleep, he slips out of the house to change and pick up some groceries before returning. 

Essentially, Jason kinda burrows himself into the apartment and takes care of this tiny baby. Fem! HP calls him Jayjay, and he buys her clothes (maybe season appropriate???) and takes her to the park, the zoo etc. 

After a few days of this, the Batfamily notices that RH has not been seen on the streets and wonder what is going on. Batman (and maybe Nightwing as well???) track him down and get into the apartment. Except it’s not Jason who they run into, but Fem! HP who immediately sees a tall, dark moving shadow and starts screaming. Cue a lot of yelling and crying. After telling them off, Jason ends up calming down a crying Fem! HP who is wary but does not protest when these two new people join them for movie night. (Maybe she uses this to sneakily get Jason to order pizza for dinner.)

She falls asleep sprawled across Jason on the sofa and Bruce and Dick (Jason insisted they had to take the masks off at least) are just watching in shock/awe. It is as this point that Jason explains about her family. Bruce obvs immediately starts talking about lawyers and the foster system and Jason just shuts that down. He’s already decided. He’s gonna adopt her. 

With the Wayne name and money, it takes a couple days to arrest the Dursley’s and have the adoption sorted. Fem! HP still calls him Jayjay (they’re not quite there yet) and she adores him and vice versa. They are always at least holding hands if Jason is not carrying this precious smol baby. The Batfamily kinda lose their collective minds because - tiny baby - must protect - buy all the toys. Weirdly, her favourite uncle is Damian who is ‘Uncle Dami’ and she follows him around like a duckling when they visit the manor.

Somehow, no one quite predicted how much Bruce would do a one-eighty. Bye-bye Brucie, hello doting grandpa who likes to carry his grandbaby around on his hip in the pretty tutu skirts her Aunt Cass buys her (her favourite outfit to wear are the tutu skirts, the handknitted jumpers from Great-Grandpa Alfred, and her warmest pair of leggings). He cries a lot in the first few weeks. Claims its allergies. No one believes him.

After a few months, everyone is settled quite happily into their new routine. Jason only part-times as RH now (she always has a babysitter - usually Babs or Dick - when he’s out) and works at the Wayne Foundation during the day. Bruce (along with Tim) picks up Damian and Fem! HP three times a week after school to take them for ice cream. Sunday dinners at the manor are mandatory.

One particular Sunday, Fem! HP is playing outside alone when two strangers (Dumbledore and Snape) turn up out of nowhere. She is wary (stranger danger!!) and when Dumbledore says she has to go with him, Fem! HP just turns around and screams “DADDY”.

Its the first time she has called Jason that and he drops a plate from where he was helping clean up. The whole family runs outside in fight mode because she is still screaming. Jason just picks her up and refuses to let go. He takes her inside and lets Bruce deal with this (Bruce who is halfway to calling Kal-El because no one touches his grandbaby). Dumbledore tries to convince them to give Fem! HP back to her aunt and uncle who have ‘mysteriously’ been cleared of charges. Magic is revealed and the so-called protection. Snape inevitably puts his foot in it and they are both ousted.

Bruce eventually calls in John Constantine and the whole Girl-Who-Lived spiel comes out. But it does not matter, because Fem! HP has her dad, her grandpa, great-grandpa, and army of aunts and uncles who would unravel the universe for her and certainly do not raise a child only to tell them they have to die when it best suits the cause. Instead she is loved and supported and obvs when everything goes down at Hogwarts (each year) they bring the wrath of the Bats and the Wayne’s to make it as safe as possible (after second year Lucius Malfoy is thrown off the board of governors and Babs takes his spot - she enjoys putting them all in their place).

[pl-panda]

Damienette Arranged Marriage: part 2

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Okay. Here comes another part. I apologize if I missed someone for the Tag list, but in two days this got more responses than my other fics get in a week.

Credits: Miraculous Ladybug team for the elements I take from MLB show. DC for their characters, @ozmav for the AU, @maribat-archive for giving me access to so many different stories to have take inspirations from and me for the plot.

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"I am so sorry they dragged you into this!" She started to apologize to him and trying to hug him. His instincts told him to push her away, but he was too stunned to follow on it. This girl was actually apologizing him for her life being ruined? Just where did his mother find her?

Marinette began to cry her heart out. She felt lost. The boy awkwardly reciprocated her hug, patting her back. His armor was not the most comfortable, but she didn’t care. The girl was always good at reading people. She could easily see that he was just as confused by this situation, only chose not show it. 

Damian gave her one more look. The girl felt so fragile right now. When she first apologized to him something inside broke. She was kind, caring and selfless. His first thought was what was he pulled into. She apologized him for something she had no control over. Back home there were plenty of girl that once they found themselves in such situation would blame him, or even worse, try to abuse the situation. She chose to instead try and conform him. Tried being key word, because she quickly became a crying mess.

“I am sorry. I usually don’t break that easily…” She said between sobs. That was too much for Damian. He separated from her and cupped her hands with his. He noted that she was speaking french, but it wasn’t a problem for him. He was fluent in it. Learned it even before English actually.

“There is nothing you should apologize for. If anyone is to blame, it’s my mother and the old man who assisted her. You have no fault in this. I hold nothing against you” He did his best to comfort her. Even after spending five years with Bruce and the rest of ‘Batfam’ (He still didn’t like the name), Damian learned a bit about human interactions, but he was still far from any good at it. The bigger was his surprise that the girl actually calmed down a bit. She was no longer sobbing, but her eyes were still red and puffy. She nodded slowly.

“Thank you. I… I don’t usually shatter like that. I live… I lived in Paris.” She stated as if it would explain everything. Damian frowned at the past tense.

“Don’t worry. You will return there. Mother will not hold us captive for too long. Father will come for me soon.” He assured her.

“I… I…” She was at the loss of words. Before she gathered her thoughts and managed to say something, a new voice joined the conversation. 

“Mistress Talia want to see you both. Please follow me.” Three assassins stood in front of them. Marinette quickly grabbed the cage with Tikki still inside and pulled her closer. She had no idea how to open this thing and Kwami was unhelpful in that matter. She looked at the boy. Only now she realized they never exchanged names. He nodded to her and stood up. She did too and stood next to him. Her ladybug instincts were telling her to try and find a way out, but common sense demanded she hide behind the boy. 

She took a closer look at him. He was quite handsome. With green eyes deeper than even the ones of Adrien and fair skin. He had completely black hair that was combed back into spikes. His armor was decorated with some intricate design that any other day she would copy right away because it looked so amazing, but she was still feeling too down. It was dark gray with gold trimming. The red cape was held in place under his pauldrons and lower part formed into sort of skirt to protect his tights. He had the sword at his belt.

Damian snarled at the three assassins. “Lead the way. Be quick.” He acted as cold as he could, trying to act like he used to before his father showed him different path. To his amusement, the mooks stiffened and nodded quickly, leading them to his mother. Cowards. He scowled. It didn’t escape his attention that the girl held herself quite confident now, especially since she was a mess just a moment before. There was something strange about her. The creature she was carrying in the cage was constantly speaking to her in french and supporting her. Maybe she was not just some princess stolen from her life after all. At the same time, she was still a bit clumsy and easily scared. It made for… endearing combination. Just what the heck is going on with me! 

They were led to a large, comfortable chamber witch held a single king-sized bed, a clean desk and a coffee table surrounded with three armchairs. All was mostly green, with addition of red. He knew this place. It was his mother’s private chamber. 

“Hello Damian.” Speaking of the Devil, Talia walked from a doors in the far corner of the room. He didn’t notice them at first, but they were there. She was still dressed in her normal attire. The woman sat on one of the armchairs and pointed Marinette and Damian to do the same. He reluctantly did, and only then his ‘wife’ followed. “Tea?” Talia spoke in French, fully aware that her son would understand her, but unsure about the girl. She pointed to a fancy chinese Teapot and three cups on the table. Marinette did try to reach it, but Damian grabbed her by wrist and shook his head, earning a chuckle from his mother. “Oh please. Damian, poisoning you now would be counterproductive. I wouldn’t want to loose my new allies.” 

“What is your game, Mother?” Damian hissed (also in French), but he let go of Marinette. She shakingly reached for the set. Talia smiled at the girl and helped her. 

“Oh. Quite simple. Instead of removing a threat, I got us an ally.”

“Got you an ally. I already said I don’t want to have any part in this.” Damian said in cold fury. Marinette just sipped her tea, watching the two and slowly calming. She registered everything going on between them and her worries weren’t calmed in even smallest way.

“You will thank me one day son.” She stated. “But that’s not why I invited you two.” She pulled a small key and tossed it to Marinette, who instinctively catched it. As clumsy as she might be, she did have a good reflex. “There is no longer a point in holding the Kwami in cage.”

Instantly, the girl opened the cage and Tikki flew out, cuddling into Marinette. There were no spoken words between them, but the fact that they were both here was enough. 

“What is this mother?”

“This, Damian, is a Kwami. A small god if you wish. But I am sure your wife will tell you more about it later. Now there is more pressing question: what’s next?”

“What do you mean?” Both the boy and girl asked confused.

“You are married now. But what do you plan on doing with it?” She smiled at the befuddled expression on their faces.

“First, I want to state that I despise you right now Mother. Forcing an innocent, powerless girl into this was crossing a line.”

“Excuse me?!” Tikki shouted, surprising Damian. “Marinette is anything but powerless! She is the bravest, kindest, most selfless and caring person that I know. She is strongest Ladybug yet so be careful how you speak about her, Heir of Demon!” The small Kwami shouted at the even more befuddled Damian. Talia was smirking until Tikki turned at her. The expression of cold fury didn’t work well on something so cute and with her pichy voice her anger was more endearing than scary. “And don’t get me started on you, daughter of Demon! You dare forcing my Chosen into this disgusting plots of yours. You are lucky she is too important to me to endanger her because otherwise I would get Plagg to wipe out this whole mountain range just to get you!”

Back in her armchair, Marinette tried to meld with the furniture. She wanted to disappear, become invisible. But at the same time, she couldn’t help but be thankful to Tikki. She was defending her and Marinette was happy to know that she is cared about. The girl looked at the two other humans in the room to see the boy… her husband… unnerved by the Kwami and the woman… her mother-in-law… looking amused. “Tikki! I think that’s enough. I just want to go home, to my parents…” Ladybug tried to calm her friend. 

“I believe we were not yet properly introduced.” The woman stated. “I am Talia Al Ghul and this is my son…”

“Damian Wayne.” The boy interrupted, sending a deathly glare at his mother.

Marinette stared at him with an open mouth like he just declared to be a werewolf. She never saw any pictures of Wayne kids before, but something was telling him this was true. He didn’t need to lie to her in any way. They were already married. On that thought she had to keep tear from forming in her eye. She then realized that he was waiting for her.

“Oh! Right! Sorry! My name is Marinette. Marinette Dupain-Cheng. Or now it will be Marinette Wayne? Or Marinette Dupain-Cheng Wayne? Do you use your mother’s name as well? Because then it would be Marinette Dupain-Cheng Al Ghul Wayne… Oh Kwami! How am I supposed to fit it under ‘name’ label in documents!” She started babbling completely random things until Damian placed a hand on her.

“Calm down. Breath. Don’t worry about it. I will take care of this.” His voice was perfectly calm, without any emotions. His face also took a bit more genial appearance, but he was still scowling in his mother’s direcion. Marinette slowly returned to senses. 

“I am so sorry. I usually don’t panic. You know. Living in paris with all the Akumas.” She actually smiled. Never before Damian saw such prominent smile.

“What is Akuma?” He asked.

“Wait, you never heard about Hawkmoth?” She asked surprised. “I thought the news reached to America… Maybe that’s because Justice League ignored…” She stopped for a moment, remembering that her identity was supposed to be a secret, but then again, with Tikki floating around there was no real point in trying to cover it. “ignored my call for help back when I first became Ladybug. It’s been almost two years now that he is terrorizing Paris though.” She remembered when she became Ladybug, after particularly close Akuma attack she decided to call in help. She used her yo-yo to contact the League, but Green Lantern laughed in her face, calling it prank and threatening to sue her.

“And Justice League didn’t do anything? You look my age!”

“I am fifteen thank you very much.” She huffed. 

“Exactly! So you’ve been doing it since you were twelve? Did you at least have some help?”

“Well, there was my partner, Chat Noir. And later on Master Fu trained me to be the next guardian.” She saddened on the thought of her former teacher.

“So two barely-teenagers were the only people protecting city from a terrorist attacks?” Damian was suddenly fuming. He had no idea why, but he felt protective over this ray of sunshine. She did not deserve this. “And the Justice League didn’t help?” She shook her head in response. Damian felt his hand instinctively go to his sword.

“But that’s a good thing. I don’t think I would be able to deal with akumatized Superman. Or even Flash. Or any other hero.”

“Don’t worry. I will have a talk with them about that.”

“You know them?!” Marinette screamed. Well, he was Wayne, but she didn’t think even the richest family in America had this kind of connections.

Talia watched this exchange with amusement. Maybe this girl wouldn’t be so bad for her son. She was reluctant to agree to this, but ultimately it was necessary. And now that she saw them interact they seemed like perfect couple. She brought light into the darkness that dwelled in her son while he gave her stability.

“Guess since you revealed your secret to me, it would be only fair for me to reciprocate.” He stated, sighting. “I am Robin.” He dropped the bomb as casually as he could. She looked at him with open eyes. 

Before either could say anything more, there was a commotion outside. Talia instantly jumped from her chair and pulled her gun. Damian drew the sword and held it close. For a brief moment a memory of the attack Deathstroke led at the temple five years ago returned to his mind. Marinette looked at Tikki. The Kwami nodded, instantly understanding what was that about. “Tikki! Spots on!” She shouted and pink light enveloped her. When it died, Marinette was now dressed in red skintight bodysuit covered in black spots and with a black turtleneck. On her face was a red mask with five black spots that were in a symmetrical design. The bands holding her hair back became red ribbons, resembling a ladybug's antenas.

Damian wanted to stare at the girl, but the commotion got closer and closer to the doors. He took stance, ready to attack. Next to him, Ladybug started to spin her yo-yo in front, forming a pink shield. 

The doors finally bursted open, revealing a towering man in suit that resembled bat in some way. “Demon Spawn!” Behind him came another voice, calling to the boy. Former assassin only groaned. 

“Shut up Todd!” He scowled and sheathed his sword. “Looks like cavalry is finally here. Took you long enough.” Damian turned to Marinette. “Meet my father and a bunch of idiots that he adopted. I am still the only blood son mind you.” He announced that last one with pride. 

“Whatever keeps you running demon spawn.”

“Stay silent Drake or I will make you!”

Bruce watched stunned. “Damian! No names in the field.” Batman gave another murderous glare at the girl. Everything about her practically screamed hero, but Bruce was a tidy bit overprotective about his family. To his surprise, the girl didn’t even flinch at his best patented bat-stare ®. She just smiled, but Damian spoke faster.

“I already told her about us. She knows who I am and even a complete idiot would figure the rest from there. And mother knew all along, so I still don’t see a problem here.”

“And why would you tell her everything?!” Jason screamed, still hidden behind Batman’s towering posture.

“Because she is my wife Todd!” Damian screamed. The silence in the room was thick enough that if the assassin swinged his sword, he would be able to cut it in half. Finally, Bruce was the one to break it.

“Fuck.”

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[gatorbites-imagines]

Hello, I don't know if you remember me, but I sent you an order by message and you told me to send it to you again, here it is.

Hello, first of all, good day/afternoon or night.

I've been reading your latest posts, and I really love them.

If it's not too much trouble, I wanted to place an order for Tim Drake x Male Reader.

I would like the reader to be the son of trigon and for him to be a sorcerer.

That he already knows Tim when he is in civilian clothes, but at night he is a watchman who consumes the souls of criminals (I don't know if I make myself understand)

That one night he meets batman and robin (if you want you can make them have the heroes) and they try to capture him, but during the fight he starts flirting with tim and all that, but then tim realizes that the sorcerer is the person who likes (the reader) but does not tell batman to protect him. Then you can continue with the plot, but that's my main idea.

I hope I have not bothered you.

Tim Drake x Son of Trigon male reader

Headcanons

Reader is Ravens brother in this, since you know, they’re both children of Trigon. Sorry this took a while to write.

You were one of Trigons hundreds of children, but you were born around the same time as Raven and the other seven deadly sins, so you got lumped in together with them. You quite enjoyed humanity, so you found your place amongst them with ease.

You didn’t actually know about your connection to Trigon or Raven for that matter the first large chunk of your life, just that you were strange and everyone always seemed cautious of you on an instinctual level. You were also born in Gotham, which made you work harder on hiding your less than human abilities, because of Batman’s no meta rule.

You had an ability similar to your half brother Gluttony, that allowed you to consume the souls and very strength of your victims. And after your mother is fatally harmed by the rogues of Gotham, you decide to make something out of yourself.

You tended to stick to the shadows and only go after the worst of the worst, like traffickers or serial killers, knowing that most who did smaller crimes did it because they had no other choice.

Your abilities also allowed you to see a person and their souls, in the way that you can see if they are a good or bad person, which you use to find your targets.

Because of your heritage you have to use magic to hide your true appearance. As without your illusions you have multiple eyes and sharp ears, along with redder skin, all thanks to Trigon.

You go to the same school as Tim, which is where you meet for the first time. And thanks to your abilities you see that he is the best of the best when it comes to people and their morals, that he truly wants to help people, which makes you want to befriend him.

You and Tim grow closer, spending a lot of time together outside of class, which results in you visiting the manor on multiple occasions to hang out together.

Tim’s family of course tease him about you being his boyfriend, which always results in him glaring at them and blushing.

You are normally a very physically affectionate person to the people you care about, so you always hug Tim or hold his hand, or have kissed his cheek a couple of times before.

Sometime during all of this you figure out he is red robin, thanks to his soul shining so brightly in and out of costume. This happens during one of the attempts from the batfam to catch you, as they know you are killing people.

After this you can’t help yourself but make a game out of it, whenever the batclan tries to catch you, especially when its Tim. You flirt with him, blow him kisses and wink half of your four eyes.

Its four, since when you go out as your vigilante title you remove your illusions, so when the batclan sees you for the first time they can immediately tell your one of Trigons many children.

This causes some urgency to catch you, as all but Raven of Trigons children have been evil, but Tim can’t get himself to hurt you or fight you hard enough to cause lasting damage as there’s something familiar about you.

It’s when you one day catch him with magic as he slips trying to catch you, and you pull him up onto the rooftop you’re on and kiss his cheek that you realize who you are.

The way you kiss his cheek he can immediately tell it’s you, since he’s thought of the times you’ve kissed him before many times.

He ends up confronting you after observing you for a while, and when he learns you know who he is too, it becomes a little tense between you two until you both sit down and clear it up.

When Tim learns you do this to better the world, and that the people whose soul you devour are so evil they could never return to good, he doesn’t fully approve but accepts you for who you are, it helps you spend so long stalking your victims to make sure they truly are evil.

After this Tim helps hide you when the batfam are out looking for you, not that you need most of his help since your magic is so powerful. But he does use it as an excuse to spend time with you, hanging out under invisibility magic and talking on a rooftop.

At some point during all of this you two end up dating, as Tim confesses on accident during one of his rambles after not sleeping for a few days. When he realizes he confessed he tries to backpedal, until you teleport over to him and kiss him on the lips.

This keeps up for a while, you take care of your prey and Tim hiding you when you need it. He also spends slow patrol nights together with you. At some point they probably end up bringing Raven to Gotham to find you, since the rest of the batclan doesn’t know you and doesn’t know if you’re a threat.

So, your half sister ends up tracking your magic since you are family, and imagine the batfams surprise when they track you and find you and Tim kissing like teenagers on a rooftop on top of a blanket in the middle of a picnic date.

It leads to a lot of yelling and embarrassment, and then scolding from Bruce, and then Tim introducing you, his boyfriend, to his family. This is also when you meet your half sister for the first time, who’s happy to meet you when she finds out your life herself, fighting for good and have turned your back on your shared father.

Bruce still isn’t happy about your killing, so you tune it down even more. You leave your prey alive, but they wish they were dead, lets just leave it at that. The batfam crank up their teasing even more when they learn who you are outside of masks, causing Tim to yell at them to get out of his room and throw pillows at them.

At some point you probably join young just us, Tim’s team. Kon, Bart, and Cassie are just happy Tim’s happy, and they also brag about having a strong sorcerer on their team now too.

[lazycats-stuff]

Hello, I was wondering if you could do a Batfam x teen reader, who does figure skating?

Sure! Figure skating is so cool. Shoutout to figure skaters!

Summary: (Y/N) loves to figure skate.

Warnings: fluff, supportive Batfamily, author is not familiar with the sport that much, but has given it a try.

(Y/N) is the only normal kid in the entire family and the family would support him in anything he does. No matter what he does, Bruce and the others supported him. (Y/N) is the only person who could make them forget the horrors of the things they have faced.

And one thing that (Y/N) did the best is figure skating. He fell in love when Bruce took him to an ice rink for Christmas. Bruce skated right behind (Y/N) and (Y/N) felt a rush of something.

Was it adrenaline? Was it excitement? Whatever it was, it has slowly turned into love.

After that day, (Y/N) begged for Bruce to find him a club to skate in. He wanted to do this and Bruce decided to comply with (Y/N)'s wishes. And the rest was history.

(Y/N) was in love and he will do it for as long as he can. He had hopes of going to Olympic Games, but for now he was happy to compete in his city and just all over USA.

Bruce was more than happy to drop everything as see him live at his competitions. The others were happy too, but school and work were sometimes impossible to miss, but competitions were mostly on the weekends so that is very nice.

And Bruce could see why (Y/N) liked, no, loved the sport. Bruce has made an ice rink in the house for everyone all year round, but (Y/N) used it the most. He trained a lot and he was happy while doing so.

Bruce sometimes watched him train. He was entranced sometimes. The way that (Y/N) would just fly through the air, just glide on ice all ethereal, almost like a ghost.

Sometimes Bruce thought that (Y/N) wasn't human.

Of course, there were downs too. Whenever (Y/N) fell, Bruce would panic a little bit, but wait for (Y/N) to show his reaction to it. If he got upset, Bruce would intervene and jump in.

If he didn't react, then Bruce would stop panicking. (Y/N) was never seriously hurt and for that Bruce was thankful. Very much so. Just now, he is entering the a very prestigious competition and he is going to be damned if he misses it.

Damned.

This is an important competition for (Y/N) and it would mean everything to (Y/N) if they could be there. (Y/N) was excited to go to this competition. He really was.

It is the competition where the best ones go and where there are people who might look for you to compete in the Olympics. Not to mention, this is the best competition to test his mental will.

That is something you need to have. A strong mindset and tough skin. (Y/N) knew that he had it because his dad is Batman and Bruce Wayne.

Bruce made sure that (Y/N) was strong mentally. That was something that (Y/N) needs in this world and that is something that he will need in order to succeed in his sport and life.

Bruce smiled at his eyes glanced at (Y/N)'s photo on his desk at work. Bruce knows that his son will be able to do this.

Today was the day. Bruce and his sons were waiting for (Y/N) to come on ice. They know that (Y/N) has practiced very hard and he didn't want them to see his routine before hand. (Y/N) said that he wanted to surprise them all.

Alrighty then.

Bruce sat up straighter as he heard his son's name being announced. The others did so too and they watched in awe as they glided on the ice, getting into the position to start, waiting for the music to start. Bruce had to admit, he felt a bit nervous.

Now is the chance.

One shot.

And right now, everything is on (Y/N)'s shoulders and if he doesn't win today, that would be okay, but (Y/N) is a competitive person. All of them are in heart and denying it would be stupid.

Bruce watched in awe as (Y/N) started. They way he just started to glide and move... Bruce's breath hitched as (Y/N) jumped before nailing the landing and Bruce clapped.

Every time (Y/N) jumped, Bruce swore that he looked like he was going to fall. (Y/N) said that he shouldn't worry. It's the best part for him and Bruce trusted him enough to say okay.

They all clapped when he nailed the landing and Bruce smiled. Oh his son is doing so well. Damian smiled too, happy to see his brother so happy and just enjoying himself.

He glided and he jumped again and Bruce's heart stopped for a second. He clapped once more as he landed the landing and they watched as he spun and Bruce's eyes slowly watered. Dick was quietly crying and Jason was close to it.

Damian was still holding on with everything in him. But after another set of turns and then he has decided to do something that a rare few have done.

A quadruple Axel.

(Y/N) often fell on that move and Bruce knew it wasn't an easy move if only one person did it. It was Ilia Malinin and (Y/N) was in awe of the skater.

And despite (Y/N) failing at the move over and over again, (Y/N) refused to give up. Bruce respected the tenacity and could only hope that (Y/N) nailed it here.

Bruce stood up screaming when (Y/N) nailed the turn. The others did too and everyone did so too. Bruce had to lean down on his knees, trying to breath. Dick was clapping so much and then hugged Jason so tightly.

After (Y/N) was done, Bruce and the others have made their way down to his locker room. Bruce and the coach knew each other for a long time and they were allowed to go to his locker room. Everyone was quick and they all hugged (Y/N) when they got to him.

" Now we wait for the results. " (Y/N) said and Bruce gave him a kiss on the head and another congratulations. Alfred came too and gave his grandson a hug.

Now it was time to wait for the results and to see (Y/N)'s placement. Bruce hoped that (Y/N) won.

He really did, but winning isn't everything in life. There is a reason why we fall. It's so we can learn to pick ourselves up.

(Y/N) got first place, with an almost perfect score. Bruce was so proud and he was going brag about this for a long time. His brothers were going to do it too and Alfred will make (Y/N)'s favorite food when they got back home.

(Y/N) tried not to cry as he stepped onto the podium and Bruce took so many pictures that he was going to print out and frame in his office with his other sons.

He may need a bigger desk at work...

Well, that is a problem for a future Bruce. For the present Bruce, they needed to get back to Gotham and cuddle the hell out of (Y/N). The hell out of him.

(Y/N) didn't mind it.

In fact, he loves his celebratory cuddles. Especially when he won and today, after doing a quadruple Axel, he wanted a lot of cuddles.

[joat-jackofalltrades]

Batfam OC Headcanons

These headcanons are all about my superfamily, who I've dubbed the Shadefam. I have post dedicated to their basic info, here. I'm posting this for fun and to invite others to make their own super family or OC family with far too many headcanon and random chapters for a book that'll never be written.

BTW when I say S1, S2, or S3 I'm referring to the certain seasons in Young Justice

Buck- trans ftm taken in by Faith at age 12 because his father isn’t able to properly take care of him. (His dad loves and accepts him, but is very broke and wants what’s best for his son)

Hope is taken in by her sister at age 8 in 2013 when their mother died

Buck dates Bart for a period of time before they mutually agree to break up, both lowkey being attached to other teammates at the time (Jaime and Tim)

Faith is bi and doing fine

Grace is lesbian and freaking disaster

Hope is ace and valid

Buck is trans/gay and perfect

Cody is ace/aro and chillin with his homies

Faith and Grace had a fling for a few months but broke up mutually

Grace has a butch lesbian girlfriend named Joana

They always go to pride and their hero atls hang different pride flags the night before July 1st around the city

Hope lowkey grew up without really registering gender and doesn’t say hello to new people, but asks for their preferred pronouns

Bart’s the closest person to Buck in the Outsiders, being the only person that knows about his true powers as well as the few that knows his birth name

Goes to Bart or Garfield when he has a nightmare at the headquarters

Bruce payed for Buck’s top surgery after S2

Keith is the only straight person in the Shadows

Lily is pan and loves her frogs

Lily really likes frogs and has a small tank for them in her apartment

Hope has one frog gifted to her from her favorite aunt

Cody is the only person allowed to cook in the Manor

Cuddle piles when the enter family is together at their secret hideout

Cody is the only one that owns an actual house and they use the basement as their “hideout”

Lots of “Are the Straights Okay?” moments when the group is people watching during stakeouts

Grace being a flirt to everyone

Hope knowing every curse word at age 9 because her sister can’t shut up

Lots of scolding because of profanity

Faith smacking people upside the head

Cody is Buck’s go to when he’s feeling dysphoria when he’s with the fam

Family nights every friday cause none of them got the most normal lives (Faith lost her parents young as did Cody, Grace wasn’t accepted by her family and lost her parents before even turning 20, Hope only had her parents for 8 years, Lily never had a father and her mother is a thief, Buck lost his mother young and left his father before age 13, and Keith lived mostly alone with a constantly working father. Plus they’re all heroes so I mean none of them are remotely normal)

Cody entered the Shadefam after S3 and doesn’t know that he was previously working with Jason for a period of time

Very confused brother reunion when Cody and Jason meet again

The pair of them both worked for Ra’s a Ghul at the same time in the S3

Lily gives Buck a frog plush that he holds after nightmares at the headquarters

Faith does daily calls to her children

Faith was raised by Bruce, how could she not take in a small child that looks like a mini her

Faith being a mom to everyone, even her brother at times

Faith: “Cody… why are you not wearing any socks?”

Cody: “Why would I be wearing socks?”

Faith: “Because the floor is freezing! Now go put on some damn socks so you don’t get a cold!”

Cody: “But-”

Faith: “Do not try me Cody North Miers.”

Cody: “Damn… the middle name.”

Cody trying to keep Lily and Grace from getting killed on the field

Faith trying to keep Lily and Grace from getting killed off the field

Faith moves in with Keith after her amputation because he has a first floor apartment and she can’t do stairs yet

Keith finds out about MJ and Faith finds out about Hunter after he sneaks back in from a patrol before the accident

Grace and Lily are chaotic a hell, pushing themselves as far as they can during training and mission

They are the two that get hurt the most often

Though Faith always has the worst injuries cause she’s a mama bear that will leap in front of her children

Cody will get pretty severe ones as well when he jumps in front of Faith

Cody: “Why the fuck do you keep jumping in front of them?!”

Faith: “I am mama bear bitch!”

Cody: “Well stop being mama bear cause you’re going to get yourself killed one day.”

Faith: “I can’t die bitch!”

Cody and Faith being responsible adults and the most mature of the group, to being bickering siblings at each other's throats

It always ends up shocking the rest of the fam as well as the Team and the Batfam

Cody: “Can you grab me a pop?”

Faith: “The hell is a pop?”

Cody: “You know a Coke or Sprite.”

Faith: “You mean a soda?”

Cody: “Yeah a pop.”

Faith: “It’s soda!”

Cody: “Pop!”

Faith: “SODA!”

Cody: “POP!”

Halo: “Are they fighting over what to call a drink?”

Buck: “Yeah…”

The Shadefam is sort of a faction of the Batfam

Buck ships Bartuardo and got Hope to agree with him after she jumped ship from Bluepulse

Bruce is lowkey protective of Buck (he loves his grandson)

Buck is Alfred’s favorite of the Shadefam children

Cody and Faith are his favorites of the adults

Faith insists they eat dinner at the table together before leaving early to go invent

Grace and Faith have coffee addictions

Hope is not allowed near caffeine, neither is Buck

Lily shows up at Grace’s and Faith’s separate apartments randomly

Faith was the shoulder Lily cried in after Jason death

Bruce accidentally introduced Buck as his grandson to a board of people when he stopped by Wayne Enterprise

Bruce: “This is Buck, my grandson. He’ll be sitting in today because his mother is busy.”

The news outlets had a field day trying to figure out which Wayne kid was his parents and the person that they knocked up or got knocked up by. Many settled on Faith getting knocked up by some random guy before realizing the math didn’t work.

One outlet found out that Buck was born female and called him a “she” in their coverage of it.

Bruce lost it.

Bruce: “I read your coverage of my grandson. I would like to kindly ask you to pull that story.”

Reporter: “But Wayne sir.”

Bruce: “You misgendered my grandson. So either print an apology or I will be suing.”

Bruce does not stand for misgendering

Keith and Faith child’s godmothers are Grace and Joana

Hope and Buck are practically their child’s older siblings

Lily is the child’s favorite auntie

Keith leaves after their child’s birth

Keith: “Someone needs to be here in case something happens to you.”

Faith: “Nothing’s going to happen to me, Love.”

Keith: “Can you guarantee that?”

Faith: “...”

Keith: “That’s what I thought.”

Faith: “I’m not leaving.”

Keith: “I know. And I don’t blame you. You were built for the hero’s life. I wasn’t.”

Faith: “I swear I’ll be careful. For you and for them.”

Both Hope and Buck move to the Outsiders and later Buck leads the Team, leaving the Shadows.

Faith: “The Team? Buck that’s great!”

Buck: “I thought you’d be a bit more… I don’t know feeling the mode about this.”

Faith: “Why? Cause my little hodgepodge of a team is losing a member?”

Buck: “Well yeah.”

Faith: “Buck. The Shadows were just a covert team for the East. Plus it’s not like I’m really losing you. You are my son after all.”

Buck: “I know. And I’ll never forget that… Mom.”

Lily moved in with Jason and the two of them focused more on Gotham, Lily becoming a true Bat.

Lily: “So I guess I’m a Bat now.”

Faith: “Yup.”

Lily: “No longer a Shade.”

Faith: “The Shades were created by a Bat and consisted of like four current Bat members. The Shades are like a stepping stone.”

Lily: “I guess. I’m still gonna miss family nights.”

Faith: “The Shadows might be decreasing in numbers, but that doesn’t mean we’re ending Shade family nights. Bring along Jason, I’m sure he’ll have a ton of fun.”

Lily: “Yeah surrounded by youngins! He’ll be ecstatic!”

Faith: “Well he does need to prepare.”

Lily: “How the fuck did you know!”

Faith: “Wait, what!”

And that’s how Faith learned Lily was pregnant

Grace leaves the hero world once she and Joana get married and she becomes a criminal prosecutor, sealing the fate of the Shadows

Faith: “So you’re giving it up then?”

Grace: “The hero's life is great and every Faith, but.”

Faith: “I know. It’s a lot.”

Grace: “I mean I never wanted to be a hero, I just wanted to put the bad guys away. That’s what I’m doing now. Plus Joana always frets over me after a mission, even if nothing bad happened.”

Faith: “That’s pretty reasonable. Keith tends to exaggerate the smallest cuts.”

Grace: “So you’re not upset that you’re losing another member?”

Faith: “The Shadows were just a covert team for smaller crimes. I always have my back up with the League.”

Grace: “So the Shadows are done now?”

Faith: “For the time being.”

Cody never left the team, but with only two members it became more of a partnership. They continued to work together, with them assisting the League, Team, and Bats whenever they were needed

Even after the team breaks up, they all gather up once a month and hang out for board games, movies, or a patrol around the city for old times sake.

The older members (Faith, Grace, and Keith) do a lot of reminiscing while the “kids” (Buck, Lily, and Hope) just goan and roll their eyes as Cody listens to the tales of his sister and her friends

Lily and Jason never planned on having any biological children, but they did plan on taking in a street kid. They ended up with one biological child and one street kid

Cody becomes the next Bruce Wayne, training and taking in kids that need a good home

Grace and Joana have three kids, two of which have Grace’s abilities

The entire Shade family is always invited to Bat family reunions. Damian was very confused by the massive amount of people that showed up after Bruce told him he only had a “few” siblings.

Damian: “Eight is not a few Father.”

Bruce: “You have seven siblings Damian. Buck is your nephew.”

Damian: “He’s nearly 16 years older than me.”

Bruce: “Yes but he’s Faith’s son.”

Damian: “Reigns is only seven years younger than Miers.”

Bruce: “He still calls her mom correct?”

Damian: “Yes.”

Bruce: “And he calls me Grandpa?”

Damian: “Yes.”

Bruce: “Then he is your nephew.”

Damian: “But Kyle also calls her mom.”

Bruce: “Your sister does it as a joke to annoy your oldest sister.”

Damian: “Kyle is the only blood sibling I have here. Why must I consider the rest of these people siblings?”

Bruce: “Because they are.”

Damian: “Well… seven is still not a small amount of people.”

Bruce: “With the amount of people here, seven is a few.”

Cody is a light sleeper, waking at the slightest sounds

Grace sleeps like the dead, freezing water and banging pots are the only thing that wake her

Keith can sleep through stuff if he’s in a deep sleep, but also wakes to small shifts in the bed when Faith has a nightmare

Faith is another light sleeper, though not as light as her brother

Lily can and will sleep through anything that doesn’t sound threatening, aka wakes only to gunshots and the scrapping of a blade in its sheath

Buck is a deep sleeper, though often wakes to nightmares

Hope sleeps a lot like her sister, though she’s easier to wake up

When Cody wakes up, he’s up. If he’s woken up, a perimeter check is needed before he goes to sleep. If he wakes up on his own, he still does a perimeter check before going about his day

Grace doesn’t fully wake up until she’s had her eggs and instant caramel coffee

Keith rises with the sun full of energy after seeing Faith sleeping beside him

Faith wakes up tired and a little sluggish, needing black coffee to really wake up in the morning

Lily lives in a permanent state of sluggishness during daylight hours, she draws her power through the moon

Buck is always a bit tired, with usual bursts of random energy

Hope wakes with the sun cause she herself is a ray of sun

Faith & Keith child

Valarie (biological)

Cody’s children

Westly (adopted)

Conner (adopted)

Grace & Joana’ children

Derek (Grace’s biological)

Sophie (Grace’s biological)

Adrian (adopted)

Jason & Lily’s children

Charlie (street kid)

Jaden (biological)

Faith, Hope, and Grace are called the holy trinity as a joke

How Lily and Jason act

PDA constantly, it’s not huge things but it’s very clear that they are together

Nightmare comfort

Got together after Jason came back from the dead, working together as Red Hood and Scarlet Falcon

Were rivals of sorts before his death when Lily was still Misfortune. They fought a lot as Robin and Misfortune, though Faith refuses to let Jason take her in

Lily runs cold so she often wears Jason’s jacket

Faith gave both Lily and Jason the “if you hurt my sibling” lecture. Jason was terrified by it, while Lily shrugged it off

Faith: “You hurt my baby brother, I will hurt you tenfold. I will get a crowbar.”

Lily: “Reasonable.”

Faith: “If you hurt my baby sister, I will hurt you tenfold. I will get a crowbar.”

Jason: “Okay ma’am.”

Buck isn’t a meta but cursed

Hope gets killed in 2023 during the first mission that the team gets together after 2020

Shadefam split by 2020, with Keith, Hope, & Buck leaving in 2018, Grace leaving in 2019, and Lily leaving in 2020 with Faith moving from High Hills in 2019

Keith and Faith move after S3 in 2019 to Star City to man the Wayne Enterprise in the West and raise Valerie in a less crime-ridden area

Cody takes over protecting High Hills, taking on two wards

Grace and Joana move to a smaller town outside of New York so Grace couldn’t be dragged back into the Life

Lily lives with Jason in Gotham

Cody was almost taken by the Court of Owls to become a Talon (their mother’s death was a result of the Court) saved by the League of Shadows instead

Valerie

Metahuman with the True Sight ability

Born 2018

Year younger than Damian

Joins the Team as Seer

Connor

Eldest of the Shade children

Born 2014

Joins the family when he's seven

Loves musical theatre

Doesn’t do fieldwork and works as the man behind the screen for his brother and father

Westly

Second eldest of the Shade children

Born 2016

Joins the family when he's six

Works on the field with his father (Bullseye)

Mathlete

Derek & Sophie

Twins

Born 2019

Sophie is a shadow bender (Yin)

Derek is a light bender (Yang)

Both join the Life (much to Joana dismay)

Adrian

Same age as the “twins”

Born 2019

Doesn’t join the Life

Works with their mom (Joana) in the family jeweler shop

Charlie

Equal eldest Shade child (though entered the family far later than Conner)

Born 2014

Joins the family when he's nine

Doesn’t join the Life and studies pre-med to fix up his family

Jaden

(2020)

Joins the Life

When People Call Faith “Mom”

Cody, Grace, Dick, and Jason call her Mom as a joke or when she’s being to much of a mama bear

Grace: “Alright. Alright Mom. We’ll stop.”

Faith: “Don’t call me Mom Grace.”

Dick: “Alright… Mama Bear.”

Faith: “I will kill you Dick.”

Jason: “Oh don’t kill him Mum, he’s a good big brother.”

Faith: “-Jay.”

Cody: “Relax Mother. They’re just playing with you.”

Faith: “CODY!”

Lily does it as a joke most of the time, though often accidentally does it

Lily: “Jeez let up Faith I’m fine.”

Faith: “Fine? Lily, you nearly bled out an hour ago.”

Lily: “Yeah an hour a ago.”

Faith: “Sit the fuck back down you asshole.”

Lily: “Okay.”

Faith: “What were you thinking Lily? You could have been killed. You could have gotten Buck killed.”

Lily: “You quoting Lion King now?”

Faith: “Lily.”

Lily: “Sorry.”

Faith: “What were you planning, Lily? What if we couldn’t have gotten to you in time? What if Buck was in your place? What if we lost you?”

Lily: “I’m- I’m sorry Mom.”

Faith: “I know you- Did you just call me Mom?”

Lily: “Aaaa- no?”

Hope never means to call Faith Mom, but it does just kind of happen

Faith: “Time to get up, Hope. You got school in thirty minutes.”

Hope: “Mmmm.”

Faith: “Come on Hope.”

Hope: “I don’t wanna go Mom.”

Faith: “It’s only for seven hours, Hope.”

Hope: “Mmm. Fine.”

Faith: “Good. Be ready in ten please.”

Hope: “Alright M- Faith. I meant Faith… not Mom.”

Buck calls her Mom the most (besides her own daughter)

Faith: “Have fun sweety.”

Buck: “I will Mom.”

Faith: “You know I’m not old enough to be your mother.”

Buck: “I know Mom. And you know I don’t care.”

faith: “And neither do I in all honesty.”

Tim accidentally called her mom once, which her reflect response was “I’m too young to be your mother”

Faith: “Tim? What are you still doing up?”

Tim: “Working.”

Faith: “For how long?”

Tim: “... I’m on hour… 56?”

Faith: “Go to bed Tim.”

Tim: “But I just need 10 more hours to finish.”

Faith: “Nope. You’re going to bed.”

Tim: “Hey! Put me down!”

Faith: “No. Tim you are a growing boy who needs to sleep.”

Tim: “But I have to-”

Faith: “Sleep! You have to sleep.”

Tim: “Put me down Faith.”

Faith: “Alright.”

Tim: “No I’m not going to bed.”

Faith: “Yes. Yes, you are.”

Tim: “I don’t need you to tuck me in Faith. I’m a grown man.”

Faith: “You’re a seventeen-year-old boy, not a grown man. Now go to bed.”

Tim: “Mmm. Fine. Good night Mom.”

Faith: “I’m too young to be your mother.”

Tim: “...”

Faith: “Good night Timmy.”

Damian also did it by accident once (Jason never let him live it down)

Faith: “I’m fine guys. Just a bit banged up.”

Jason: “Just a bit?”

Dick: “Faith you were held captive for nearly three weeks.”

Tim: “We stayed up endless nights to get you back.”

Lily: “We got to you to find you with a punctured lung and a broken arm.”

Faith: “Yes. But I’m fine now.”

Bruce: “You’re off patrol for the next three weeks and I’ll make sure you get a week off from work.”

Faith: “I don’t need that Bruce. I’ll be fine going back to work and I doubt three weeks probation is needed.”

Damian: “You nearly died Mother!”

Everyone: “Mother?”

Faith: “...”

Tim: “Did you just call Faith Mother?”

Dick: “Well it certainly wasn’t a joke.”

Jason: “I think the demon needs a mommy figure.”

Damian: “Shut up Todd!”

Jason: “Demon misses his mommy!”

Damian: “I said SHUT UP!”

Faith: “Enough! Both of you! Damian get off your brother! Jason stop teasing your brother.”

Damian: “...”

Faith: “Thank you. Now. Damian I’m fine. I’ve been through far worse.”

Lily: “No you haven’t.”

Faith: “You do remember that I got into a car accident where I lost my leg, right?”

Lily: “... Right.”

Faith: “Now I’m going to go watch a movie cause I’ve been stuck in a wooden chair for a few weeks and I have a strange urge to watch Ratatouille.”

And that's it for now. I might make another post about these guys, maybe I won't, depends if people like this.

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It’s Been a While (Batfam x Sister!Reader)

Summary: Years ago (Y/n) Al Ghul- Wayne had disappeared from the world without a trace. When she comes back her family has a lot of questions for her and her her two friends, Artemis Fowl II and Holly Short

Warnings: It’s long and I got carried away

Request: No

Pairing?: Family; Batfamily x Sister!Reader

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Age Ten

(Y/n) scowled from the rooftop, making sure to be unseen by those below her as her brother chased the clawed man. Fighting him into the streets of Gotham wasn’t a smart idea, it was rash with little thought that would only cause trouble. She didn’t need to be part of that, no matter how angry she was she needed something to do instead of sit around the cave all day. Quickly she jumped off the roof and twisted herself and grabbing the streetlight so she didn’t hit the ground. Flipping herself to stand on the light before bounce off the tops of cars and trucks to make sure her brother wasn’t overly harmed. Landing on top of the fence she watched as metal clanged metal before jumping to sit on the streetlight above.

She would stop the fight when she thought necessary, after all, Damian wasn’t exactly a normal child, neither was she but that was different. While she was trained to be a killer she found the works of being a criminal mastermind much more enduring than the works of a mindless assassin. It was when he was bring his sword to lay the final blow did she get ready to leap into action. However, a man in black and blue beat her, kicking her twin through the fence before he could kill the injured man. (Y/n) recognized the vigilante from her grandfather’s and mother’s learnings, his name was Nightwing.

He caught the sword but (Y/n) took action flipping above him and grabbing the sword from his grasp. Sheathing it in her holder as she landed beside him.

“The psychos keep getting younger,” Nightwing muttered, keeping an eye on the girl next to him. She seemed harmless but she had also been watching the scene unfold and took the sword away from him. He knew if she had the intention of harming him she would have done it, he could tell she was a force to be reckoned with just by the glint in her eye that gleamed. It was as if she was sending the message of “I know something you don’t” with her eyes.

“Watch out,” she muttered toward the hero as her twin cane charging toward the pair, mainly the man that had knocked him away. Damian has no reason to go after his sister, she knew when to pick her fights but for once she wasn’t by his side on this one. She helped Nightwing fight him, even going to hand-to-hand combat with her brother who was typically superior in that field but she was much smarter than her brother.

It took some time but soon enough Damian was tied to the streetlight with a gag looking furious. (Y/n) chuckled at the sight before turning toward the scratched up hero with a frown. “Sorry about that. With the sword and all. It’s not easy fighting your own brother especially when their better than you.”

He gave a chuckle, “It’s fine, who are you kids?”

“I’m (Y/n) Al Ghul-Wayne. This is my twin brother Damian. We snuck out of the manor while dad was out on patrol, I just followed so no one would get killed.”

“Nearly failed,” Nightwing commented on.

“What ever you say Grayson. Believe me, my plans never fail.” Once again the glint was in her eye as she smirked, “Call dad, he won’t be happy but he may as well be called.”

The man nodded while the girl walked over to her hanging brother who was spitting curses into the gag while glaring at his sister. In less than twenty minutes all of them were back at the manor and being checked on by Alfred. Dick was getting stitches from Alfred due to Damian’s stricken with a sword while (Y/n) hacked into the government systems at the bat computer, looking bored.

“Maybe you should remember who the blood son is,” Damian hissed at the older man.

“Maybe you should remember who saved your ass back home before the attack,” (Y/n) snipped calmly, seemingly ineffected by her brother’s withering glare. “Now quit glaring at me, I have something to figure out.”

“Besides, it’s more like blood thirsty,” Dick supplied with an ease. Alerting both twins that this wasn’t the first time he had an arguement of insults with someone their age. Dick only seemed to react when Damian went looking through the costumes of the old Robins.

“You can never be too cautious,” Alfred told her as he appeared at her side, in front of the computer. “But never be paranoid, that will bring you a horrible life.”

She blinked at him before glancing up at the pair of males above.

“Thank you Mr. Pennyworth.”

She would keep that information handy for the rest of her life.

Age Eleven

Why Bruce sent her and Tim to Ireland was beyond her. There wasn’t a lot of major crime around that would cause them to go out of country. She didn’t mind time like Damian did, the pair actually got along very well but disagreed on many different topics. She didn’t train to go on the field like her brothers did but she was trained well enough to be able to keep up with what they did. She was smart and worked with technology everyday, so she wasn’t very happy about the mission. She traveled around the city of Dublin calmly, hoping to find something of use of the pointless mission.

They were here to find a supposed criminal mastermind that had gone missing, with no name and little leads, he just lived in Ireland and had quiet a bit of money. It was what brought Tim and (Y/n) to the view tower of The Guinness Factory, surrounded by important people from all over Ireland and some from different countries. She let Tim do the talking to all the others, she was very calm but she wasn’t fond of having a low intellect conversation with someone in the beer factory.

She walked around in her (Favorite color) dress as she rarely stopped to chat. As soon as she got to the bar she was surprised how empty it was for a party. “Not enjoying the party?”

She looked over to her right, only to see a boy that she could have easily mistaken for a young Wayne boy. He had raven black hair and deep blue eyes that took her by surprise, he was pale like a vampire and even wore a smile of one. He seemed to be her age and as deeply as bored as her.

“It’s not my kind of thing,” (Y/n) told the boy in the Armani suit. She had only seen on one man wearing a suit of the same designer, that man was Domovoi Butler who was a manservant and a bodyguard to the Fowl family. “I’m guessing it’s not yours either Artemis Fowl?”

“Why you picked up the clues rather quickly, didn’t you (Y/n) Wayne?”

She rolled her eyes, she had heard of the Fowl family and knew that the man they were looking for has been missing for a year. She could at least have a competent chat with someone her age about things that do not make sense. She had heard of his mother which barely anyone knew about and she had heard of him dropping from boarding school and she had no doubt on why.

“If you’re going to make alliances with those of this higher society to keep your plans under wraps then I would suggest you get talking to them.”

“Well, if your brother and you are looking for my father he was killed a year ago.”

“So it seems Mr. Fowl,” (Y/n) stared with a click of her tongue. “But things aren’t always what they seem. Your family was rich and now you a young eleven-year-old are trying to bring it back up. No one would suspect that you would be as smart as you are today but yet here you are in land of higher life that is much more dangerous.”

“Well Miss Wayne, perhaps we should chat about it somewhere else. After all if anyone heard it would be a shame if your own family secret got out to the press.”

“Black mail doesn’t work on me. I want to help you.”

“With?”

“Your father and mother. You can’t believe that something isn’t going on? The problem is, my family can’t know where I am.”

“Why should I let you help me?”

“How many people do either of us know that are as intelligent or competent as us? Besides, I know more about people, so if we need something socially I can talk.”

“You say you need to hide, who’s believe you are who you say?”

“Artemis, this is the underground network. Things can be well hidden, even my father hasn’t figured out all of the darkest secrets in Gotham. What makes you think he’ll figure this one out?”

“True but, how are you to die? Needs to be something believable.”

“Obviously,” she hissed with an eye roll. “Tim is coming, smile.”

He gave a vampire smile and she put up a false front as her older brother came over. “Hello,” he greeted them both. “You seemed to be missing out on the party sister.”

“I prefer talking to certain people more than others.” Tim frowned and took his leave after grabbing a drink. After at least thirty minutes of silence between the two pre-teens did something happen. Men walked in, guns in hand with a greedy look in their eyes. Butler grabbed Artemis and Artemis grabbed (Y/n), pulling her back with them, into the corner. Butler hide the pair behind him while the two kids shared a look. A gunshot rung out, followed by some more. Tim looked around wildly for his sister, only to see a few men walking over towards the group of three. Guns pointed pointed at them as one shot the window behind them.

“Oh, wonderful,” Tim muttered as he watched the boy and his sister share a look. The pair backed up toward the edge of the window, looking calm and content. Two rings went out and the pair fell from the height. (Y/n) had taken both shots, one right in her left shoulder and another in her right arm. Pain seared through her as the pair free fell. The boy pulled something and a parachute came out and he caught her.

“You’re just prepared for anything aren’t you?” She asked as she clung to him. So she didn’t fall to early.

“Butler always taught me to be prepared for anything.”

The pair ditched the chute in a dumpster and ran, she would guess to his car. It was on that day that (Y/n) Al Ghul-Wayne was said to be dead and the day Damian nearly killed Tim.

Age Twenty-One

(Y/n) had grown since the night of her death. Far more intelligent and far more prepared for the world. She gained friends and helped save the world without her family knowing she was alive. That is what made this so nerve wracking as she stood in front of her father’s home. She had been dead for a decade with not even a sliver of anyone thinking she was alive. Artemis had kept his agreement, he never told a soul about you being alive unless needed. It was her death day and she felt a twist of guilt run through her.

Tim had blamed himself for her death, he was there for it but he was too slow. He would believe anything if it meant she was possibly alive, he would do anything to get her back.

Damian, her twin brother, how she missed him. Was he still as cold and closed off as they were when they were kids? Had he changed?

Dick was the caring eldest brother that had lost yet another sibling. He’d blame himself because he had Bruce put her on that mission.

Jason would understand in a different way, he didn’t know (Y/n) but he had heard about her. The only person that could truly calm Damian with a look if she pleased.

Bruce would blame himself more than anything, he sent her on the mission so he thought it was his fault. She had become very close to everyone in the family which only made her death worse.

“Come on (Y/n),” Holly said. “You’ve saved the world how many times and know you’re afraid to knock on a simple door?”

“Holly, this is different! It’s not like Opal is in there and ready to take over the world again, this is my family who thinks I’ve been dead for the past decade!”

Artemis sighed and just knocked on the door, much to (Y/n)’s alarm. “I’m helping you, whether you like it or not.”

The door was opened by Alfred as always,who as soon as he saw the three dropped the tray in his hands. He knew those eyes anywhere, the glint of “I know something you don’t” was still there with a mix of pain from the past and nerves from the present. The residents of Wayne manor stood at the door, looking in shock as Alfred hugged the girl with (Eye color) eyes that had the same look as always. Some wanted this to be a nightmare but the short auburn haired female was smiling so wide as if she had never smiled before. The male was one Tim recognized from the party all those years ago, Artemis Fowl II.

Alfred held the girl at arms length, “Is it really you Mistress (Y/n)?”

“Yeah,” she nodded. “It’s me. I’m alive Alfred. I’m here. Thank Artemis, he was the one who knocked.”

“Yeah, Mudgirl here chickened out,” Holly stated from her spot.

(Y/n) rolled her eyes wiping away the tears and smiled at her family.

“Hi guys, it’s been a while.”

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Note: This was bad, very bad. But it was fun to write. I got very carried away with it and I didn’t write the characters well but I’m stil posting this because what the hell, why not?