#batfam x batsis!oc

[simpingwriter]

Some TikTok girl lipsyncing: "Don't spend a mile walking in my shoes, that would be boring. Spend 30 seconds in my head, that'll scare the shit out of you."

The entire Batfam reacting to it, but especially Jason and Faith: ha ha...that would probably be like vacation to us-

[batsis-reader]

Batsis, peeling a banana: May I take your jacket, sir? Hahahaha.

Damian: Do you think other people can’t hear you?

[queenmxkealson]

Awwwe look it’s the first adopted son and the biological daughter,

[1970sgothfreak]

F/f- favourite flowers

Y/B/D-your birthday

“It’s not your fault you know” a gruff voice spoke out from behind, Dick swirled his head around to see his brothers…Jason, Tim and Damian all standing a few feet away from him all standing under a umbrella as the rain hammered down onto the graves and the eldest Wayne.

“Go away…”

He whispered with a Broken voice, his eyes welling up for the second time that evening, he knew why they were here….Dick had been spending most of his time the past few weeks down at this graveyard….they were here to bring him home.

“Dick….it wasn’t your fault….” Jason spoke, his gruff voice having an unusual soft tone to it as he spoke to the eldest of the four, Tim was holding a bouquet in his hand… a bouquet of (F/F) covered in raindrops enhancing the beauty of the flowers yet also the sadness of why he bought them.

“Todd is right, we have no one to blame but Joker.” The youngest Wayne spoke firmly, there was a tone of sadness though….as if through the anger his sadness was peaking through but he didn’t allow it to show, he would show his tears to himself later.

“You don’t get it!” Dick shouted standing up to face his brothers, tears streaming down his face, his eyes red from both the rain and constant crying, his body shaking but they couldn’t tell if it was from anger, sadness or the cold seeing as Dick had no jacket on

“I WAS SO CLOSE TO GETTING HER BACK!…she….she was only a few minutes away” he sobbed, his voice cracking as he fell onto his knees into a puddle, his hands covering his face as Jason crouched down placing a hand on Dick’s shoulder while Tim and Damian stood back allowing the two to speak…or rather Jason speak to Dick.

“We’ll get him….and we will make him PAY for what he did to her….i promise you that….cmon let’s go home….Alfred is worried sick about you” Jason spoke, his voice firm but comforting as if to confirm the fact they’ll get the joker for what he did….even if it meant breaking Bruce’s number one rule

Dick stood up wiping his tears and nodding, agreeing to come home, Jason wrapped his arm around the eldest Wayne’s shoulder gently rubbing it to comfort the man.

Tim placed the flowers onto the grave with a sigh and a pat onto the grave, they all turned and left the graveyard to head back to Wayne manor, As the car drove off the rain began to hammer down even heavier, strikes of thunder and lighting were seen and heard…as a crash of thunder was heard…the light from it illuminated a grave…showing what was inscribed…

Here lies (Y/n) Wayne

Loving daughter and sister

(Y/B/D)- 2023

[redbird-tf]

Never leaving

Jason todd x (platonic) reader

Summary: Jason finds out you've gone missing following the escape of Joker. He won't allow the Joker to inflict on you what he suffered. Jason won't stop at anything to bring you home.

Word count: 950

Warning: angst

Jason was furious. he had just found out the Joker escaped Arkham again, but surprisingly that wasn't the main reason for his rage. You had gone missing three days ago. the whole bat family had been looking for you but not a single one had bothered to bring it up to Jason, typical. He had quite the altercation with Batman due to the fact.

“Why didn't you tell me!” He yelled throwing his fist in the bat’s direction. “It’s not like youre around much Jason” Bruce stated grabbing his wrist, Jason pulled back “This is different. You know me and y/n are closer,” he said through gritted teeth. “And jokers back, with her missing, and it's been a week. A goddamn week!” Jason screamed “We are doing our best Jason, i know what you-“Bruce was cut off “And you know if anyone can find him, it's me!” He pounded on his chest “And you'd be out of control!” Bruce shouted “And the last time you decided to do things your way with the Joker, i died. I won't let you do that to y/n. She doesn't deserve that”Jason put on his helmet and sped out of the batcave on his motorcycle

Jason wasn't very close with any of the bat's adopted family but you were different. You met Jason on a mission months after being taken in by Bruce. After that day you asked who he was and his story, and instead of being disappointed you understood. Apart of you agreed with the way he did things but the other half didn't want to disappoint Batman, he understood. You started spending your patrol nights with him and despite his hard-ass personality, you grew closer. You were the only one who treated him like true family. You were his little sister and he'd die all over again for you.

He didn't know what scared him more, you being dead or being alive with the Joker. Jason searched endlessly and picked up a pattern the Joker had left behind. He was holding you at a warehouse, originally clearly. Jason pinned the location and drove as fast as he could. When he arrived he kicked down the door storming into the dark room “You're going to ruin all the fun!” That to happy voice called. “Step out joker!” He yelled pulling out his gun. “Boo hoo, I've nearly gotten to teach her any manners” The joker stepped in front of Jason. Jason wasted no time knocking him on his ass. “Where is she?!” Jason demanded. “Now why would i tell you that? Don't worry I'll return her like new… like you” The Joker started to laugh. A loud bang was heard with silence following. Jason had killed the bastard with no regret.

Jason searched the warehouse calling your name, worry grew with every passing second until he reached the back where he found a locket door. He docked the door off its hinges and entered the room. “Y/n!” He screamed seeing your body weakly curled in the corner covered in blue and red. “Jason..” your voice rasp “Don't speak,” he said placing his jacket over your body as most of your suit had been ripped off. “It's my fault, i went after him alone” you began to cry “None of this is your fault! Now please be quiet and let me help you,” he said grabbing your shoulders. He bandaged what he could and hoisted you on his back, piggyback as he began to walk out.

“Shit” he mumbled seeing the batmobile in the distance. It stopped in front of him and Batman wasted no time making his way in front of Jason “You're late” Jason stated in a monotone voice. “What happened?” Batman asked “Same thing that happened last time, but i stopped it” Jason replied. “You killed him?” He asked “Don't worry, killing him the last 2 times didn't last long” Jason said with annoyance. “Y/ns coming home with me,” Bruce said holding out his arms. “I don't think so,” Jason said making his way to his bike “She needs medical Jason!” Batman yelled “I've learned,” Jason said throwing a mean glare. Jason sat the both of you on his bike wrapping your arms around his waist. “Y/n?” Batman questioned in a stern tone. “Jason..” you said weakly turning away from Bruce. Jason saw the hurt on his face “Call if you need anything” he said to Jason before turning back “Sure”

You groaned regaining consciousness, when you tried sitting up two hands softly pushed you back down onto the pillow “Stay down” a voice called. You slowly open your eyes seeing Jason stitch up your leg. He finished and softly placed down your leg “you might feel a little groggy from the anesthesia” he explained “Where are we?” You asked “My safe house, your safe here.” He said pulling the blanket over you. “Jason, he told me what he did to you…” Jason sighed tucking in the covers “Don't worry about me” he replied standing up. “I'll leave you to get some rest” he turned around but was quickly stopped by your hand wrapping around his wrist.

“I don’t wanna be alone” you whined “I'll just be across the hall” he explained removing your hand “Please Jason, don't leave me now” Your voice cracked and your eyes displayed a fear he knew all too well. He sat at the side of the bed. “I'll be here when you wake up,” he said whipping away your tears, you gave a weak smile before allowing yourself to drift to sleep. Jason gently took your hand into his, caressing his thumb over your knuckles, “i won't ever leave you”

[raineydays411]

My Fathers Daughter

Part 7

Hey guys, sorry this one was a little short. But next one is the dinner scene!! Also im going on a date right after I post this so wish me luck <3

As you walked the maze called a hallway you see pictures and portraits of the family.

Bruce and Christine's wedding,

Bruce, Christine and Dick,

Dick's school pictures

Dick, Christine and Bruce at Dicks graduation

Jason, your mother and Dick

Jason, your mother

Your mother

You look away.

It hurts to see Christine be a mother to everyone but you. Even after all these years. You used to pray that one day she would come back. That she'd apologize and you'd have your family back. Then she didn't come back, and Pepper came into your life. She showed you what it was like to have a mother. She didn't even need to she just did it. So then you just stopped. You stopped thinking about her. You stopped caring about her. Every memory you had, erased. Replaced with Pepper.

"Here we are Miss." Alfred interrupted your thoughts. You walk into the room, it really was beautiful. A spacious room with dark maroon walls, and a large window. There were bookshelves lining the walls and weird art sculptures on them. The whole room ws actually really depressing. Beautiful but depressing.

"Very gothic chic" You mutter, placing your things on the ground, " So is the theme of this house dark, gloomy, and angsty? Cause I can only imagine how depressing that is."

Alfred gives an amused smile, " I suppose it can be a bit grim here sometimes."

"Is there anyway I could spruce it up a bit? I'm more partial to earth tones." You say in a snotty voice, joking with the butler.

"I'll see what I can do Miss." Alfred says, already seeing how you're related to Tony Stark.

"You can call me Y/n" You mutter

"Y/n then," Alfred says while leaving," Shall I summon you when dinners ready? Your mother is rather excited for you to be joining us."

You cringe at him calling Christine your mother," Um, theres no way to skip dinner without looking like an asshole is there?"

"Unfortunatly not ma'am," Alfred sighs, " I know this change must be difficult, considering the circumstances and history."

"You're telling me" You scoff

"However" Alfred continues, " If you give it a chance, I feel that you will see our family means no ill will."

And with that, Alfred swiftly retreats. Leaving you alone with your thoughts until dinner was ready.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Downstairs was a whole other situation.

As soon as you disappeared with Alfred, pandemonium broke out.

"Can you believe the utter gull! How dare she-"

"So is everything you've done with us reused or-"

"Don't worry mom she'll come around`

Christine sighs blocking out all the noise with her thoughts. She realizes that maybe she should go and talk to you. She just never seems to know what to say to you. If she's being honest, she never really thought she'd be in this situation. Of course she's thought about reaching out and reconnecting again, you were her baby. But Every time she was ready, something happened. It really was out of her control. She loved you from afar.

And now that you were here, she just had to try extra hard to break that wall you've built.

Confident in herself she raises a hand, signaling for her family to stop their bickering.

Seeing their mothers signal, the family silenced.

"Y/n is a part of our family now, all of you will treat her as you treat each other." "It seems, Ms. Stark is rather reluctant to accept us as her family Mother.", Damian says snidely.

"Damian, Y/n just isn't used to having a family around." Christine sighs, " Just like any of you weren't."

Jason snorted, " Ma, I hate to disagree with you here, but it seemed like she was pretty content with her life before us."

" Well of course she was, she doesn't know any better." Christine insists, " No matter, I need you all to at least try to include her, I'm sure she would love to have some brothers and sisters in this hard time. Right my love?"

Everyone turns to Bruce, who was standing in the doorway watching this whole thing go down.

"I suppose, although I'm sure she'd prefer to acclimate in her own time." Bruce says hesitantly, " As you said dear, this is a big change for her."

Christine seems dissatisfied with this answer but doesn't say anything other than, " Well, I'd better start dinner."

And walks off.

Leaving her family behind in confusion. Immediately, after making sure their mother was out of hearing range, Dick spoke up

"Okay, guy I know I'm not the only one who thinks that mom is going overboard with this whole family thing"

"Yeah, she's trying way too hard pushing this new sister thing in a way she's never before." Tim adds.

And he was right. Every time Bruce and Christine have adopted a new kid, they always gave them time to come to them. Gave them time to come to terms with the new changes and circumstances that have happened.

'hmph, it seems mother has decided that this girl is somehow worth more than all of us, doesn't it." Damian grunts, and before anyone could correct him, he turns on his heel and walks away.

Dick sighs, and starts to follow him. But before he leaves he says to the remaining siblings, " Mom is just trying to make up for her mistakes. Can we please try not to make this anymore difficult for her than it is?"

Jason scoffs, " Tell that to the demon spawn, not us"

And with that they start towards the dining room, anxious for the dinner ahead.

Little did they know that you were up in your room, nervous for the first dinner you've had alone with your mother and her family.

[pugh-pugh-pugh-pugh]

☆MASTERLIST☆

Batfamily

☆ONE-SHOTS☆

Alleviate the Pain - Seventeen-year-old Batsis returns to the manor after a long day patrolling. Injured and exhausted from the day, she finds comfort in her ten-year old brother.

The Black Guy Law - Eli Wayne was on his way home with his sons like any other day until police got involved.

☆INCORRECT QUOTES☆

Incorrect Quotes One

Incorrect Quotes Two

[hazelsmirrorball]

The Red Container

summary: Jason chickens out last minute to Y/n’s Christmas party so she decides to make it up for him.

pairing: Jason Todd x Fem! Vigilante reader

a/n: Merry Christmas!!! I hope you guys had and amazing Christmas here’s my gift to you guys. The last part will be on new years eve!! I’ll try uploading some stories for new years unrealated to this one!

christmas masterlist

part 1. part 2. part 3. part 4.

Jason anxiously rubbed his palms against his pants attempting to calm the nerves overtaking his body. He slowly reached his hands to the front door slowly hovering his hand but before he could even knock one the door quickly opened.

“Hey I.. What are you doing here” The person in front of him exclaimed, closing the door behind him and pulling Jason away from the front door.

“I could ask you the same thing! What the hell are you doing here Dick?” Jason exclaimed angrily, glaring at his brother.

“ It’s my best friend's Christmas Party, that’s why I am here! Now why the hell are you here” Dick responded, pushing his shoulder softly.

“Well, a friend of mine invited me to the party. That’s why I’m here” He mumbled while holding up the invitation he had received.

“ A friend? We don’t have mutual “friends” Jason. Wait, since when do you have friends?” Dick Annoyingly asked while glaring at his younger brother, not even giving the invitation a second look.

“ She’s more of a coworker” He mumbled hiding in his back pocket the gift he intended to give her for christmas.

“A coworker? As in a Red Hood coworker?” Dick responded in a sarcastic tone leaning against the side wall of the house.

“ Yes, asshole. A Red Hood coworker. She had been on my ass inviting me to go to her holiday parties for a few months now. Decided to drop by. I should get going” he mumbled, straightening himself and walking towards where he originally came through. He could hear Dick mumble a soft good under his breath.

When Jason was far enough he could see a shorter silhouette stand next to Dick outside. She excitedly waved her cup in the air and leaned against Dick.

“Who was outside?” She asked quite loudly in an attempt to valence out the music that was coming out through the open front door.

“No one. I just needed some fresh air ``he said, smiling softly at her. Jason slowly gripped on his hands watching the scene unfold. Not wanting to keep the fiasco going he went on his way. Failing to hear Y/n’s last words.

“I’m waiting for a friend of mine so if you see him, tell me. Please”

…

Jason looked at the view in front of him taking in the beautiful cold night. He regretted not entering the party. Dick always got on his nerves but today, he wanted to kill Dick. Part of him knew she was going to be mad. He had promised her he was going to the Christmas party. He had to be there. s/h/n was the only person that actually had genuine interest in his life. She wanted to be included and genuinely cared for him.

“Hey, turn that frown upside down. Santa doesn’t want frowns today” That beautiful voice took over his ear making him completely warm.

“Well, I wasn’t on Santa’s nice list so I don’t think he would mind if I frown” He said, chuckling softly.

“I think Santa reconsider because he left a little something on my tree for you” Y/n said sitting next to him, their knees rubbing softly. Y/n and Jason felt their faces heating up, but neither of them had the nerve to move their legs.

“You didn’t have to get me anything, s/h/n” He responded, breaking the silence staring at masked covered face.

“ I didn’t get you anything, Santa did, now here” She smiled softly, handing him a red gift bag and their usual red container.

“Before I opened this, Santa also brought something to my house, the only gift under my small one dollar tree was for Santa’s number one person on his list. Here” Jason softly handed her a s/c small box.

“You didn’t have..” She started covering her mouth with her hand.

“I didn’t, Santa did,” Jason said playfully, hitting her side. Y/n chuckled softly, throwing her head back while shaking it.

“On the count of three we opened the gifts then”

“One”

“Two”

“Three”

“You fucking didn’t” both of them exclaimed at the same time looking at each other holding their gifts up.

“How did you even know I wanted this?” Y/n exclaimed, holding the beautiful pearl necklace in her hands.

“You were ranting about wanting that necklace one night that we passed by the store while patrolling,” Jason said, trying not to give him importance.

“That was like five months ago” She exclaimed, shocked while looking down at the necklace.

“I was quite dedicated to getting that gift for you,” he said, chuckling softly.

“And you said we weren’t partners” She responded his shoulder softly

“I have to keep you around! You grew on me” Jason said, laughing softly.

“I’m the best. I know, now what did you think of your gift?” Y/n asked, getting closer.

“I love it! How did you know I read? More specifically, how do you know I read romance novels?” He said holding up the four books she had gotten him.

“I saw you eyeing those books while we were patrolling a few months ago”

“I guess we have the same tactics”

“I guess we do”

They stayed in silence looking at the gifts. Jason slowly looked at the box, noticing a small letter. He slowly read it and Y/n nervously rambled.

“ I know parties aren’t your things but I really want you to come. So the last party of the year is going to be a masquerade ball. I'd appreciate it if you took the time to go.”

“I try to go” he said softly, Y/n quickly hugged his frame not wanting to let him go.

“Thank you” she said softly against his chest.

“No need to thank me! Merry Christmas, s/h/n” He said leaning into her softly.

“Call me Y/n”

“Well, you can call me Jay”

“Merry Christmas Jay”

“Merry Christmas Y/n”

[MASTERLIST]

request are open, xoxo.

[mylittlediarys-stuff]

Bite Back Part 4

Link to part 5: https://www.tumblr.com/mylittlediarys-stuff/740736906727424000/bite-back-part-5?source=share

By the time she woke up, it was already dark outside and quiet. She guessed that Alfred put her in her room probably with the help of someone else. 

What would I do without him?

She slowly made her way out of her bed, then grabbed her glasses off her desk. She put on her glasses to make her way to her bathroom. Due to previous experiences she learned that not wearing her glasses to get to the bathroom during dark nights would lead to her face planting to the floor. 

She made her way to her bathroom. She took off her glasses to splash her face with some water to actually wake up. The only thing she could think of right now was what she should make for dinner. She was practically starving and it was hurting her stomach a bit.

It is probably pretty late so everyone must be at their nighttime activities. 

She grabbed her towel and started patting her face. 

Ramen sounds nice or could have some-

She started to pay attention to her hair. She started to mess with it. 

There is no way this is real. Maybe this is a dream?

Her black hair turned red and even got longer. She even pinched her cheek to see if this was real life. 

And why can I see so clearly without my glasses!

Amaka decided the next logical step was to slap her face this time because this had to be a dream. 

“That hurt,” she mumbled. The girl didn’t even know how to react. She didn’t know if she should scream or if she should pass out again. 

I can accept the different hair colors but I don’t understand why I can see. 

Amaka had always had pretty bad vision as long as she can remember but now she has 20/20 vision maybe even better? 

Thousands of possibilities of what could happen ran through her head. But suddenly she started having a headache. She opened up the drawer to get her bonnet and she covered her hair. Amaka thought if anyone were to see this she would be in serious trouble. 

I need to find some pain killer so I can figure out the hair and eye problem. 

The girl stared into the mirror a bit longer. She opened her mouth a bit and noticed that even her teeth looked a bit different. Almost like she had fangs. No she definitely had fangs.

I can't do this anymore.

The girl started to head her way out of the bathroom but each step made her head hurt more. The time she got to the door she felt like it was a thousand pounds on her head. She started to sweat even. She was somehow able to put her hand on the door knob but when she tried to pull the door open a bit more since it wasn’t fully closed she broke the knob. 

“Okay, what is happening?” Amaka could only make one logical conclusion. 

I’m sick and I should just go to bed and wake up in the morning then I will be better.

-

“Okay, I’m still sick.” was the first thing she said the moment she woke up. She still had a headache and she was hoping that the hair and good vision would go away (though she knew that wouldn't happen). Her morning seemed only to get worse as she kept on going. 

First, when she got her toothpaste she somehow squeezed it too hard, and all the paste ended up on the mirror. She reluctantly took some of the paste off the mirror with her toothbrush. Second, even the movement she made made her headache worse and she had a cough now too. Third, not only did she break the knob of the door she also somehow broke her shower knob thing.

It can’t get worse. 

It got worse. The moment she made it downstairs to get breakfast. She covered her face with a mask and wore a hoodie to cover her hair. She even put on her glasses even though she didn't really need them. 

“Good morning everyone,” Amaka said before taking a seat, she turned her face to make eye contact with her favorite butler. “Good morning Mr. Alfred.” Even though he couldn’t see it, she made enough to have a small smile. She picked up the good morning she got from her brothers and Bruce. They were too busy talking to each other to even make eye contact with her.

“Good morning Miss Wayne,” Alfred replied, then brought a cup of orange juice for the girl and a stack of pancakes with eggs and bacon. “Miss, are you feeling well?”

“Oh, yes. I just got a small cough.” She said, before pulling down her mask and taking a big bite of her pancake. “I think I just need to take it easy for today.” Alfred nodded his head before heading back into the kitchen to do whatever he did. 

Amaka tried to listen to the boy's conversation while eating but she found that their voice was making her head hurt worse, every word they said just seemed so loud. She did pick up the reason why Jason was here because after the brother bonding day (which Dick forced Jason and Damian to go on) he was too lazy to go home and Dick was here cause Dick basically lived here when he wasn't working.

She slowly got up. She wanted to just go back to her room and sleep. She picked up her plate and headed to the kitchen to thank Alfred. The moment she got up was the moment Damian threw a butter knife at Jason but he badly missed. The knife ends up going toward Amaka where she catches it easily. It took her a second to realize she had caught the knife.

“Since when can you do that?” Damian asked, all the attention was on her now. Which made her feel very uncombable. 

“Do what? Oh catching this?” She lifted the knife a bit higher. “Anyone can catch a knife I guess?” Amaka laughed awkwardly.

“I can throw a ball at you going at 5 mph and you won’t be able to catch it,” Damian replied. The thing she really didn’t like about Damian was that he enjoyed saying the most rude or passive-aggressive comments toward anyone in a radius of 1 yard.

“Maybe it was luck then,” She muttered. “Yeah, that's the only possibility is luck.” 

“And why do you look so weird?” He asked. 

Weird?!

“Damian, stop being rude,” Dick said. 

“But I’m only telling the truth she looks like she aged 50 years-” The only reason why he stopped was because Dick covered his mouth with his hand and because Bruce gave him a ‘Stop or no going on patrol’ look. 

Do I really look that bad? 

“Well because I’m sick if you hadn’t noticed.” She mumbled and made her way out. 

Extra- 

After Amaka left the room, Damion continued his complaining again. 

“I am not wrong,” He mumbled. “I mean look at her face, she had eye bags and everything. The face mask was actually saving her.”

“Like she said she was sick Damian,” Tim replied. “and everyone gets eyebags when they're tired or sick.”

“Drake you 're only saying that cause you can’t get rid of your eye bags.”

“Demon spawn needs to learn some manners,” Jason said. 

“Don't even talk about manners Todd.”

“Damien, your brother is right, you lack manners, especially towards your siblings,” Bruce said. 

“Yes, Father.” Damian was able to finally shut his mouth after Bruce said something. “But, you guys don’t think it's weird she caught the knife.”

“No, not at all,” Bruce said.

“Anyone who lives here can catch a knife easily,” Dick said. 

“She can’t even dodge my punch during practice,” Damian said. “But she can catch the knife I threw?”

“Dodging and catching are two different things,” Jason said. 

“Not really they're both just reflexes,” Tim said. “They're more alike than you think. 

“Smartass,” Jason mumbled. 

“Someone doesn’t get that good overnight, and not someone as bad as fighting like her,” Damian said. 

“Just drop the topic,” Bruce said, he realized his sons are just going to give him a headache. 

Note: Red hair? Check! Accelerated vision? Check! Super strength? Check? Fangs? Check! Superhuman reflex? Check! Possibly some spider sense? (check the end of the last chapter) Check! Spoiler alert Amaka powers going to be based on Migual and Toby versions spider man.  I still didn't really talk about how Amaka looks but now you guys know she used to have all-black hair but now it is red for some magical reason and she has glasses. I don’t know if you guys could pick it up but Amaka is Nigerian you can tell by her name. I think i'm going to make a whole character profile for her and probably draw her to it. 

[morgansunflower]

I love doing Batsis stories and I would love to do more but maybe with no romantic pairings expect for Batman. Because there are different opinions on who he belongs with. I'm considering doing Batman/original character who is referred to by Batmom or M/N(mother's name) mostly and reader is Batsis.

[simpingwriter]

More shit that definitely happened and will happen:

Tim: What do we think of Jerome?

*pause*

Bruce: *sighs after seeing Faith's glare*

...Nice pal, i guess.

Dick: I think he's gay as hell.

Jason: *chokes on Capri-sun*

_______________________

Tim: Don’t you guys read the papers?

Damian: Only the funnies.

Bruce:

Bruce: You mean the obituaries.

Damian: Oh, potato, pohtato…

_______________________

Faith: You ever see something that changes your life and you're just like "huh..."

Jerome: I saw you, beating down a man two times your height for me.

Faith: Honestly that's so cute and sweet but it kinda makes this awkward because I was gonna show you a picture from last year of Jason in a turkey costume.

Jerome: ...no fucking way, show me :0

[sporadically-writing]

Amber Wayne

Basics

Full Name: Amber Wayne-Kyle

Nickname(s): Gem (Selina), Bams. Ambs, Finch

Age: 16

Sexual Orientation: Panromantic Asexual

Appearance

Skin Tone: Fair

Eye Color: Brown

Hair Color: Brown

Hairstyle: Double braids

Makeup: Various eye makeup based on outfit and artistic expression

Build: Strong and flexible

Height: 5' 5"

Style: Black jackets and jeans, shades of browns (and the occasional amber orange) in sweaters and shirts and spiky punkish jewelry, but not a lot of it

Personality

General Personality Traits: Spunky, Independent, Outspoken

Strengths: Versatile, Unflinching, Intelligent

Flaws: Irresponsible, Trouble maker, Short-tempered

Habits and Mannerisms: Runs hand through her hair; Taps finger on her chin when she thinks; Drums her nails on tables; She often calls certain male family members by their code names. She calls Bruce "The Bat" and when referring to all four brothers of hers that share the common mantel, she calls them "the birds." She thinks its funny

Secrets: She occasionally follows in her mother's footsteps but more like a robinhood, taking from criminals and gangsters and giving back to those it was stolen from. Don't tell the Bat about this!; She also keeps her love life on the down low from Bruce, her siblings are better at figuring it out though

Regrets: When she was younger and Bruce didn't know about her, she joined her mother in her nightly activities. She sort of regrets some of those jobs now. She loves her Mom but she sides more with her father in regards to morality, rebellious personality or no.

Skills/Talents: Stealth, pick-pocketing, Observation from various distances (ie very good at casing places and people), Fiction writing, Photography and Make-up art

Likes: Monster movies, playing pranks, the arts

Dislikes: Inactivity, too much repetition, hats

Sense of Humor: Witty and snarky

Guilty Pleasure: Cookie dough

Defining Moments: Greeting her own hero alter-ego, Finch

Relationships

Friends: She's got a small group of rascals she runs with at school

Family: Selina Kyle, Bruce Wayne, Alfred Pennyworth, Dick Grayson, Barbara Gordon, Jason Todd, Tim Drake, Cassandra Cain, Stephanie Brown, Damian Wayne, Duke Thomas

Enemies: The Rogues Gallery. (Very specifically the Mad Hatter thanks to a rather unfortunate run in with the villain she would rather not think about.)

Lovers: TBD

Relationship Status: TBD

Reputation: Amber is many things, an annoyance to some, a source of entertainment for others. In public, non family or vigilante settings, she is a quick witted, intelligent girl who thrives on causing small amounts of trouble. This does not make her many friends in school administration but she does have a small group of rascals there that she hangs out with. She doesn't ever cause any serious harm, small class-clown like pranks and disruptions are the furthest she goes. Most teachers, though, appreciate her intelligence. She is always one of the top in her class, with parents like hers (not that the public knows about half of her parentage) you would almost have to be. Amber does her best to do the right thing too, she can have her fun but that doesn't mean she can't also do a little good around the community (vigilante or otherwise) as well.

Miscellaneous

Current Residence: Gotham

Collections: She did keep a few of the small things her mother stole for her as gifts, she snuck anything big back where it came from but, in the end, she is Catwoman's daughter, one or two small things couldn't hurt

Accent: American

Voice: Spunky but smooth

Signature Quote: "Why not? What's the worst that could happen?"

Song: Wings - Little Mix

Backstory

Amber is aware that she was probably an accident. She's always been very smart, even when she was younger and living with her mother. She knew who both of her parents were and she knew how more often than not they were on opposite sides.

Selina, however, loved her daughter and was more than happy to teach her the tools of her particular trade. Things continued this way until things got a little hairy. Selina had to get out of Gotham for a while and there was only one place for her to go.

Being one of the youngest of the Wayne brood, pretty much all of the children were in the manor save Damian when Amber was dropped off. To say that that first day was a little awkward would be an understatement. Alfred had suggested a one on one meeting between the girl and her father which was fairly awkward in its own right. There was no mistaking that she was his daughter though. Every chance she got to prove it, she did, not that she really knew it at the time. She was raised by Catwoman, yes, but there was a fair bit of justice seeking Batman in there too.

Living in the manor was a bit of an adjustment. Amber had only ever lived on her own with her mom. She was used to seeing only one other person, used to things being quiet, small rooms. Wayne Manor was the opposite of that in nearly every way.

Amber, despite her personality, was a bit reserved at the beginning, trying to figure things out for herself, not even really knowing who she was outside of what she and her mother did. So, she did what she had been taught to do. She snuck around, taking things in from various angles. Out of all the children that had ever found themselves living in the manor, Amber found the Batcave the quickest. And Bruce couldn't find it in him to be anything other than impressed and a little proud. That wasn't just the mark of a thief, it was the mark of a detective.

Things begin to look up slowly from there. Amber wasn't as solitary after that and she opened up to her siblings more, started seeing them as such.

Things didn't really pick up through until one fateful night. Everyone in the manor was gone except for Alfred. It had been about an hour or two after everyone had left for their nightly escapades. Amber had crawled out the window to her room and was sitting on the roof, watching over the city, looking up at the Bat Signal shining into the foggy night sky. The idea hit her like a bolt of lightning.

She was quiet, grabbing some money she had been given and a few tools she had and snuck back out of the house. She was careful, avoiding any danger zones that night (Gotham may be infested with crime but for goodness sakes there can't be a criminal on every corner. Most of them, sure, but not all of them) and found a small craft store. She snuck in, taking the items she needed, dropping the necessary money on the counter with a note (not signed) and left. Once she was home, she started working on a suit of her own. The next time The Bat went out, there was a little black and brown clothed vigilante following after him from a distance.

There was an argument that the rest of the finally was present for after that patrol, how could she be so reckless? Anything could have happened to her, you get the gist. However, Amber never wavered. She wanted to be another force of good in this city, like her Dad, and if he wanted to stop her, then he had another thing coming. That was the first time Amber had ever called him that and as mad as Bruce wanted to stay, he couldn't argue with her. All her siblings got to do it, why shouldn't she? There were modifications to make, a real armored suit to work on but alright, she'd passed the Batfamily initiation.

That was the moment where Amber really felt a part of the family, and isn't that just fitting?

Selina still calls on her, checking to see how her daughter is doing, along with an occasionally attempt to get her to help on some jobs. Amber only occasionally agrees to this.

[queenmxkealson]

I need help finding a face claim for arsenal aKa Roy Harper.

[1970sgothfreak]

Wow me actually posting… so uhhh little life update

1: I GOT MY DREAM APPRENTICESHIP 🩵

2: I GOT MY DREAM MOTORBIKE

3: got into an accident 👍🏻

And uhh yea now I’m back so I need ideas because I’m fucking blank brain right now so uhh yea also holy shit when I made this page I was not expecting so much love? Like YALL BEEN FUCKING SUPPORTING ME WHILE I BEEN GONE LIKE JUST TAKE MY LOVE ALL OF YOU 🩵🩵🩵🩵🩵🩵🩵🩵🩵🩵🩵🩵🩵🩵🩵🩵🩵🩵🩵🩵🩵🩵🩵🩵🩵🩵🩵🩵🩵🩵🩵🩵🩵🩵🩵🩵🩵🩵🩵

[maxine-drusilla-wayne]

Met her in the bathroom

|Barbara Gordon x Dinah lance

TEASER 😈

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“It’s non of your business who i date dick! We’ve been over!”-barbara Gordon

“I’d love to knock another man’s ego down a few notches”-Dinah lance

“Babe I’d love to watch your family be idiots to each other but we gotta go!” -Cassandra sandsmark

“You’re gonna fucking regret this Barbara!”-

Dick Grayson

“You’re not apart of this family anyways slut”-

Bruce Wayne.

“I think someone needs an attitude adjustment”-

Stephanie brown

“I-I-I need to go sleep please”-

Cassandra Cain

MEET THE OCS!(faceclaims!)

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ADDISON WAYNE-AL GHUL

“if you’re bad,believe it I’m worse”

This oc belongs to: @addison-wayne-al-ghul

(Daughter of talia Al ghul and Bruce Wayne ,with Addisons outstanding attitude she really is like talia)

MAXINE DRUSILLA:

“What’s it look like bitch? Getting MY money”

This oc belongs to Moi!(me)

(Actress! Although she isn’t Bruce’s daughter she still is daddy’s little girl…even if she’s a trouble maker)