#batfamilyweek2023

[kartsie]

Sometimes everyone dusts off or throws together their Robin costume for a hijinks filled patrol

((Yes I’m behind but it’s been a rough week))

[batfamilyweek]

The prompts for Batfamily Week 2023 are up!

These are all prompts that you suggested and voted on, we just organized them into categories for each day.

They are formatted into: TITLE Trope/AU | Theme | Quote

Feel free to use any or all of the prompts, you aren't restricted by the number of prompts you want to include or how you choose to include them. You can also pick and chose which days you feel like participating in. The only thing we ask if that you abide by the few rules of the event (available on our page) if you want us to reblog you.

If you want your fics, art, playlists, edits, etc to be reblogged, make sure to @ us or tag #batfamilyweek2023 so that we can see it!

We will be reblogging works even after April 1st if you have any late submissions.

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If you cannot see the image, the prompts are listed below:

March 26th: Family 101 Accidental Baby Acquisition | Parenthood | “I wanted to be like you…”

March 27th: Unconditional Love Platonic Soulmates | Sick Day | “Please… stay, don’t go.”

March 28th: Something To Die For Undercover | Presumed Dead | “Where were you? I needed you and you weren’t there!”

March 29th: Oh, To Be Young Again Deaging | Miscommunication | "I just crashed the Batmobile!"

March 30th: King’s Guard Fantasy AU | Friendship/Team Bonding | “There’s more of you?!”

March 31st: Freaky Friday Body Swap | Hugs | "You owe me big time."

April 1st: Time and Time Again Time Travel | Reunions | “In theory, it was a good plan.”

We can't wait to see everything that you guys create!

[thisiswhereikeepdcthings]

Jason Todd is a menace and Ra's wants him off of his lawn to go away

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[ggfj84]

Batfamily Week 2023 - Day 3 - Undercover

Easy assignment, Bruce had said. Dick might even call it a vacation.

It became glaringly obvious hour one that billionaire Bruce Wayne had never actually worked a day in his life. Dick wasn’t a stranger to work, though, having pulled beers, drove a taxi, taught kids how to tumble, and even curated a museum, but nothing compared to Dick’s undercover assignment at Bat Burger.

From the unrealistic demands from customers - “Why can’t I Jokerize my soft drink?” - to the superhuman speed Dick needed to serve a thousand burgers an hour - he soon came to know Gotham’s greatest villains weren’t locked up in Arkham. They were the customers who frequented his particular restaurant.

And Dick’s own family didn’t help the situation.

“Can I get the Robin nuggets on the Two-Face sandwich?” Jason said, leaning against the counter on Dick’s first day on the job.

“You can order the Robin nuggets and the Two-Face sandwich, and put the nuggets on the sandwich,” Dick replied flatly.

“But it doesn’t taste the same since the sauce from the sandwich isn’t on the nuggets.”

Dick thumbed behind him. “You really want me to go back there and inconvenience Sam, who has seventy other orders, just so you can have sauce on your nuggets?”

“You really didn’t seem to mind inconveniencing me last week when you needed my help with Double Dare.”

“You hit on one of them!”

“Technically I hit on both of them. I only scored with one of them.” Jason winked. “So, how about those nuggets?”

Dick sighed.

A week later, Damian pushed his Bat-Mite bag back onto the counter. “The meal came with a Batman figure. I paid for a Nightwing one.”

Dick’s heart tugged; he offered Damian a commiserating smile. “As I told you, we don’t have any control over the toys.”

“It is not a toy,” Damian scolded. “It is an action figure, and I do not want Batman. His uniform is incorrect, and he barely looks like Father. I want a Nightwing figure.”

“I don’t know what to tell you, kiddo.”

“Then I demand to speak to someone in a leadership capacity who can meet my needs.”

“No, I’m not letting you threaten the manager with a dagger.” Sam had three kids, a wife who moonlighted at the Kitty Club, and a dad who was struggling to remember his own name. There was no way Dick was unleashing Damian on him.

“Tt. Fine. I shall ask Father to buy the establishment.”

…why hadn’t Dick thought of that? Or rather, why hadn’t Bruce thought of that before he asked Dick to go undercover and find out if the restaurant was a front for the Penguin’s money laundering scheme?

After Steph stopped by and demanded the company change the name of the Batgirl Chicken Breast sandwich - Dick didn’t disagree but it’s not like a crew member had any say in that - Dick switched to the night shift, which got him an extra two bucks an hour and a whole lot more crazy.

Dick thought he’d escape his brothers and sisters since they worked nights, but nope - they just stopped by in uniform.

Batgirl – Cass – came to the drive up his first night and ordered the Ivy Not Poison Salad.

“No tomatoes.”

“It doesn’t come with tomatoes,” Dick said into the headset.

“Carrots, onions, cheese, and olives.”

“You want those out of the salad?”

“Only things in the salad.”

“You don’t want lettuce?”

“Yes.”

“Is it a salad if it doesn’t have lettuce?”

“Don’t care.”

Right. Dick sighed.

Robin pulled up a day later, ordered his Bat-Mite meal, and looked inside the bag.

“I want a Nightwing figure.” He placed the bag back on the window’s ledge. “This is a Red Hood figure.”

Dick leaned forward and pulled his microphone away as he whispered, “Why don’t you collect them all, huh? If Jason sees you don’t have his -”

“Then he’ll be like every other Gotham protector. I only want the Nightwing figure.”

Dick sighed. “And I’d love to give you one, but we don’t have one.”

Robin seized the bag from the window. “This establishment is an absolute disgrace to the very idea of service with a smile.”

Dick waved with a put-on smile as Robin drove away. “Have a great night!”

Red Robin popped in a few nights later when Dick was on break and sat on the building’s roof while Dick ate his daily allotted free burger.

“Why don’t you wear costumes like all the other crew members?”

Dick stiffened, then mumbled something.

“What? Sorry, didn’t catch that.”

“I said, ‘They won’t let me,’ alright? I started in a Batman costume, but some kids were taunting me for not sounding like Batman. So I did the voice and scared them shitless. Literally. So my boss says I can only wear a collared shirt and visor now.”

By the time left early that morning, the rest of the family had heard and were sending him memes.

“Did you seriously just ask me if I wanted to ‘Jokerize’ my fries?” Red Hood demanded two days later. “Really?”

Dick sighed.

“I thought I asked for the Red Robin toy,” Signal asked before cringing with a sip of his coffee. “Also, this is decaf.”

“You’re a kid. I’m not giving you caffeinated coffee.”

“Oh, right, sure, I can fight Arkham bad guys on a daily basis, but caffeine is my archenemy.”

Dick sighed.

The Batmobile roared as it drove around and stopped at the drive-up window. The Dark Knight himself took one look inside the Bat-Mite meal and sighed.

“My son would like the Nightwing figure.”

Dick threw up his hands. “I quit! Buy this place, find whatever clues you were looking for, and raise everyone’s salary! These people are heroes, Batman, the true heroes of Gotham, and I am done!”

If Dick didn’t know any better, he would have swore he saw Batman cringe, and suddenly, it all clicked.

“Oooh, there was no evidence of the Penguin using this restaurant to launder money, was there?”

Batman sighed. “I was hoping to find some evidence of wrongdoing, so I could get rid of this abomination of a restaurant. But now...”

“These people are heroes, Batman! You can’t close the restaurant!”

He didn’t. The next day, Bruce brought Bat Burger chain and changed the name to Wonder Burger. Clark didn’t speak to him for a week, but Sam got a pay raise and a promotion.

[emilyarmadillo]

For @batfamilyweek Day 4: De-aging, I give you,

featuring Baby Alfred! That's right, Baby Alfred!

[writerlovestropes]

Batfamily Week: Day 1

Link to story: Special Delivery

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Special Delivery

Bruce and 8-year old Dick are at a fancy party and Janet Drake goes into labor. Bruce and Dick have to deliver baby Tim.

or: Me: I just want to play a little in the canon sandbox Reality: *immediately starts throwing sand everywhere in a wild frenzy*

This is the first story for Batfamily week and each story will be about the first time Tim Drake meets a member of the Batfamily, a Bat-friend, or a Bat-villian. This is the first time Tim meets Bruce and Dick. I'm uploading a story each day for all seven days of Batfamily week.

Batfamily week Day 1: Family 101 Accidental Baby Acquisition | Parenthood | “I wanted to be like you…”

[skylarkblue]

Title: Dead Robins Stick Together Author: skylarkblue Fandom: Batman Pairing: Stephanie Brown & Jason Todd & Damian Wayne Rating: T Word Count: 2,468 Warnings: Deals humorously with the aftermath of a car accident.

Summary:

Steph crashes the Batmobile with Damian inside. She calls the one person she can think of for help: Jason.

Written for @batfamilyweek Day 4: “I just crashed the Batmobile!”

Read on AO3 here!

[dark-nymphs-fanfiction]

Day 4 in Batfamily Week:

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[hollie47]

Title: I've Got You Author: Hollie47 Word Count: 500 Fandom: Batman Pairing: Kate Kane/Selina Kyle, Jason Todd & Stephanie Brown Summary: Selina, Jason, and Steph notice Kate stumble while on patrol and they make sure she's okay.

Read Here On AO3

This was written for Batfam Week 2023 hosted by @batfamilyweek. Day 2: Sick Day/Please Stay... Don't Go.

[konan-supernova]

“Enough chatter,” Tim barks. Green Lantern grumbles. “You want to get through this, right? Then settle down. Alright. Workplace injuries.”

He pauses, squinting at the slide. “We’ve seen nearly a 3% reduction in injuries this past quarter. Our goal was 5%. Do better.”

“Hey,” says Flash, “it’s a dangerous job!”

“Do better,” he repeats.

or: tim drake is totally a pro at this whole batman thing.

Batfamily Week Day 6: FREAKY FRIDAY

Body Swap | Hugs | “You owe me big time.”

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[fictionfixations]

aghhh long title

Dick has a realization and sudden remembrance of his past after a hospital visit due to a lethal injury.

--- March 29 | De-Aging | Miscommunication | "I just crashed the Batmobile!"

(THIS WAS LITERALLY A COINCIDENCE. I was planning this fic YESTERDAY [27th] and then today [28th] i found out that batfam week was a thing and it literally matches with [29th] miscommunication. Or well I guess its more misunderstanding.)

ERRRRR injury, lethal injury, implied death-ish?? its not actually mentioned at all but like... he couldve. yknow. ERRMM honestly they're all super awkward but its nothing super bad

[kartsie]

That’s parenthood, Bruce!

Batfamily week 2023 day 1 is parenthood/accidental baby acquisition and I’m a sucker for that

[batfamilyweek]

One more week until Batfamily Week 2023 commences! We can’t wait to see all your creations!

[thisiswhereikeepdcthings]

Sunday Brunch has a few unexpected participants

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[ggfj84]

Batfam Week 2023 - Day 1 - Parenthood

“Have you finished your homework yet?” Bruce asked as he sat down across from Dick on the private plane, a teacup and a tablet in his hand.

Rolling his eyes, Dick lifted his legs up on the couch, ankles crossed on the arm. “We literally just stopped gunrunners in Milan, and you want me to work on my pre-calc homework?”

“If you haven’t finished it, yes.”

Dick let out a groan. “Can’t I do it once we’re an hour out of Gotham?”

“Is there a reason you don’t want to start it now?”

“Because it’s boring. I’m never going to use it in real life, and we’re still over France. I have another seven hours before we land in Gotham. I’ll get it done.”

Bruce took a quick sip of his tea. “Let’s do a hypothetical.”

“Let’s not.”

Bruce let out a quick breath. Alfred always said he was a handful at sixteen. “How about I quiz you on the New Jersey Code of Criminal Justice and Motor Vehicle Laws with Related Statutes and Court Rules?”

Dick flipped onto his side with an overeager smile. “Let’s do a hypothetical!”

“I thought you might see it my way.” Bruce allowed himself a small smile in between sips. “Joker snaps a suspension cable on the Sprang Bridge. I need to string Batrope from one tower to the other. How do I find out how much rope to use?”

“Can you just wrap enough rope around it to hold it up until the engineers can get on site?”

“But if I don’t use enough, the forces pulling it taut will snap the rope, too, potentially putting more people at risk.”

“Can’t you just call Superman? Or Martian Manhunter? Or Wonder Woman? Or Flash? Or – ”

“We don’t call our friends unless it’s necessary and there’s no other option,” Bruce countered gently.

Dick furled an eyebrow. “Oh, so there was no option the other day when you called Aquaman to come and wrangle Killer Croc in the sewers?”

Alfred interjected then from the cockpit, “I had just cleaned Batman’s uniform, Master Dick. It would have taken me weeks to get that stench out…again.”

“Right, of course. So what I’m hearing is that pre-calc is necessary in some incidents in the field but not all.”

He couldn’t have been this stubborn, right? “Tell you what, chum. You finish your homework while we’re over the Atlantic, and I’ll start your flying lessons.”

“Seriously?”

“Seriously.”

“Yes!” Dick immediately sat up, pulled his legs underneath him, and went to work.

Bruce retreated to the front of the plane to allow Dick to focus, taking a seat next to Alfred in the cockpit.

“Masterful parenting, Master Bruce,” Alfred said softly. “You’ve learned the art of the bribe.”

“Yes, well, it had the desired effect.”

“Yes, it quite did last week when you called His Royal Majesty. I do appreciate you not going hunting in the sewers, sir.”

“And I appreciate you not going to strike. I need you, Alfred.”

Alfred patted Bruce’s hands, while keeping a hand on the controls. “Glad to be of service, sir.”

The End

[writerlovestropes]

Batfamily Week Day 2

Link to story: Tim Calls Batman for Backup

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Tim Calls Batman for Backup

Tim clears his throat, “Hi, Mr. Batman, sir. Can you come pick up Robin? He needs a ride home.”

For Tim's tenth birthday he gets the rare opportunity to sneak out and take pictures of Robin fighting crime solo, but when Jason gets hit by a stray bullet, Tim has to go into hero mode. His first thought? Call Jason's dad to pick him up from school the dark alley

Batfamily week Day 2: Unconditional love Platonic Soulmates | Sick Day | “Please… stay, don’t go.”