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Batfam x apothecary diaries reader

LITERALLY LIKE HOLD ON the Wayne clan is basically the La clan and a maomaoreader would totally makes sense cause it fits ever other neglected reader troupe where Bruce and readers mom slept together and reader is born without Bruce knowing until way later

So like the regular events happen, reader becomes a apothecary and becomes obsessed with poison (I love maomao so much doabocjakfhoan) and end up in the rear and outer palace where she is discover by the Wayne clan

When Bruce discovers reader is in fact his daughter boom instant yandere. Basically Lakan times 10x. And ofc reader is NOT FUCKING WITH IT NOT AT ALL

Fuck you mean you want for me to become your daughter and I have 4+ brothers??? Nah I’m good I already have my dad and sisters from the brothel.

I don’t know how the Wayne family is going to operate in this au considering I’m placing them somewhere that’s completely out of their own story. But it’s a fun thought.

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I was mid ramen beef pack number 2 when I got this

"(Name)"

You instantly checked back into reality when your name was called, and you guessed that the reaction was noticeable because the professor let out a chuckle "Did we loose you for a second? I know I know, not very the very exciting curriculum you were expecting?"

"Hah"...you forced a chuckle in response, searching for words.

"Guess you didn't hear who you're partnered with?"

"I...." god you can feel your cheeks burn "No, sorry could you repeat that? Yknow, the first weeks chaos ahaha" yesss successfully lying.

"Oh that is quite alright. As for anyone else who may have not heard of forgotten who your partner is" why the hell do you feel eyes on you? "You can always check on the class's portal where Ill share the partnered document." Is there a villain? Your phone didn't give a notification- is it dead??

"As for you, Ms.(Name), you have been partnered up with Mr Tim Drake."

You looked around the class, partly for the sudden uneasy feeling and whoever Tim Drake was-

Oh

I stand before you and offer an idea like a sword

Yandere Batfam x magical girl reader

I HAVE A HOMIE YOU SHOUL CHECK OUT THEIR WHOLE THING IS MAGICAL GIRLS!!!

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praise be to them

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ogoro機車借款-新社當舖機車借款-電洽22919900和運當舖-鄧紫棋切割蜂鳥音樂

香港鐵肺歌后鄧紫棋本月7日無預警宣布將與經紀公司「蜂鳥音樂」終止合約，痛訴遭到公司多次不公平對待，雙方各執一詞，目前仍在調解中。今（28）日鄧紫棋PO文宣布將停用經營11年的YouTube帳號「GEMblog」，改以「GEM鄧紫棋」重新開始，等同正式與蜂鳥音樂切割，然而稍早蜂鳥音樂再反擊，大動作發出聲明表示絕不接受鄧紫棋發表的終止合約聲明。

▲鄧紫棋近日和蜂鳥音樂爆發合約糾紛。（圖／翻攝自臉書）

鄧紫棋原YouTube帳號「GEMblog」自2008年出道起就開始經營，11年來累積了10億點擊次數，不過她今日親自在IG宣布將另起爐灶，改用「GEM鄧紫棋」這個名字重新經營新頻道，「就讓我人生的上一章結束於10億，從今是新一頁的開始！像我曾寫下的歌詞『讓榮耀屈辱都結成繭，讓世界看到我的蛻變』，一切重新開始，我很期待和你們一起寫下歷史」，切割蜂鳥音樂心意明確。

▲鄧紫棋宣布停止使用前一個YouTube頻道。（圖／翻攝自IG）

對此，蜂鳥音樂稍早表示為了避免大眾誤會或混淆，特別發出聲明，指出鄧紫棋的合約尚未終止，有效期至2022年，「就G.E.M.終止合約所作出的有關聲明，蜂鳥絕不接受其內容。根據蜂鳥與G.E.M.的合約，蜂鳥將繼續擔任G.E.M.唯一及獨家經營、代表及顧問」，最後更強調鄧紫棋所有音樂作品仍屬蜂鳥所有，雙方一來一往，火藥味濃厚。

▲蜂鳥音樂發聲明強調合約尚未終止。（圖／翻攝自臉書）

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My name inspiration isn't from steven universe or from my materialistic ass

It's from the 1980s animated TV show that was I SWEAR WAS ON NETFLIX-

Jem and the Holograms

PLEASE GOD TELL ME SOMEONE REMEMBERS THIS SHOW PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE

[gemjewlerybox]

♡ Go Go Magical Girl! ♡

chapter 1

There’s a new app on your phone

There were already a lot of apps on your phone, gaming, social media, tutoring apps, and you were prone to still having apps on there you forgot you had. You wouldn’t have noticed it really, if it wasn’t smack right in the middle of the screen

You may be messy but at least it was organized, kinda. 

You were in the middle of homework, struggling with math as usual. What's different? Just mind numbing stress. 

What took you out was hearing a bell sound. 

You paused for a moment, then continued back to your work. So maybe hours of stress isn’t the greatest. Maybe you should take a break a small break, you were hungry after all- 

Ding

There it was again. You look around the room for the sound, did you have a wind chime somewhere? Just swaying in a enclosed space- 

Your eyes did a quick sweep of your desk, and just for a split second you saw the screen of your phone shut off. 

Weird, you weren’t on it for a good while, why would it be on?

You grabbed it and it flashed back the lockscreen, the familiar faces of an older woman and smaller child popped up as the background. What wasn’t familiar was two notifications from an app you didn’t know of.

Child born from the pinkest of clouds, welcome to your life! 

….huh?

What app did you download recently? You can’t even remember- 

Hey, are you there? There’s people to save!

The second notification displayed, leaving you even more confused. Okay what cheaply made microtransaction ridden app did you download?

You opened your phone intended to dig through all of your apps to see who the imposter was, but instead you were greeted by it smack on your homescreen. 

It was a pale pink app, with a small heart in a darker shade in the middle of the icon. It was a simple looking app, one that you still don’t recognize. 

Eh, it didn’t really matter too much right now. Someone from school must have mentioned it when you were around and you downloaded it and forgot. You're too busy right now for an app to be sending notifications, so you decided to go and turn them off. 

Its just, when you tapped on the app, it didn’t open. 

Okay, maybe it was a mistap- nope it didn’t open again. After a good while of rapid tapping and rapidly growing annoyance, the app still didn’t open. 

You huffed a little, and then remembered you could totally turn off notifications via the settings app. You swiped around a bit and opened the settings app and scrolled more to locate and access the app itself- 

You can’t find it

You scrolled top to bottom, back and forth, the apps category. Hell you even went through other settings to see anything related to the mysterious app. Nothing 

…oh my god did you download spyware???

Panic started to spread through you. Your phone literally had access to everything about you, your name, your emails and passwords and banking information- oh god are you on the manor’s wifi?? CAN A VIRUS SPREAD VIA WIFI????

You turned your phone off and threw it on your bed. After a brief moment of spiraling about how you just gave some hacker the Wayne’s manor personal information on a silver dish, you grabbed your computer to quickly look up how to stop a virus attack before hearing a knock at the door.

You heard the formal title of your name after it, Alfred. You look at the clock on your wall, it is dinner time. You felt a grimace form on your face. 

You did not want to go down to that dining table. 

“Sorry Alfred” you called out from inside your room,”I think i’m just going to skip tonight’s dinner-”

“Tonight is the monthly dinner, miss. Everyone is required to attend.”

Fuck- you really don’t want to go down there now. Just to be ignored again?

“I’m…just not feeling so good right now.” you lied, well kinda “It’s probably from school stress.

Plus like, it's not like my presence is…needed y'know?”

You winced a little from that last part. But honestly you can’t deal with the uncomfortable, unwanting, atmosphere you’ll be prone to at that table. 

You couldn’t hear anything from the other side of the bedroom door, but you looked down and still saw a shadow showing from the gap of the door to the floor. He’s always been persistent with rules- 

“But really I don’t think my stomach can handle anything, so I’ll just be there pushing food around. I don't want to waste any food!” good this was such an awful lie

“Well then when you feel a bit better, be sure to come down. I’ll wrap a plate for you, please be sure to eat before retiring for the night.” A lie he brought

“Ahh thank you!” for not dragging you down, “And I’ll be sure to eat something before bed!”

“Well then, have a good night, and please don’t stay up too long” Alfred said before you could hear the footsteps of his polished shoes grow dimmer and dimmer. You felt the coils in your body release as you let out a sigh before collapsing on your bed. 

It’s so hard talking to these people in this manor, even Alfred. It seems like it hasn’t gotten any better since when you first came here

….you didn’t want to think about that time. 

Instead, you thought about your phone and potential malware that’s on it. 

You slowly went and grabbed your phone and said a little prayer before turning it back on. No flashing lights, pops ups, or random numbers messaging you your location, and nobody banging on your door. That should be a good sign…right?

…you quickly checked to see if you were on the manor’s wifi. Thankfully you weren’t, you sighed out in relief. The amount of stress you put yourself through is going to kill you one day, you can swear it sometimes. 

Clicking on the pink app again, and again it didn’t open. You laid on your back with your phone up in the air by your raised, just staring hard at it. As hard as you thought, you can’t even think of an app that even looks like it, nor any that won’t even let you access the thing. 

A new notification popped up on your screen, which scared you just enough to where you dropped the phone square on your face. Mid forehead rub, you read the notification, from your messaging app?

V- Hey, me and a few friends are going to the arcade now that its reopen. If you wannnnttt you can totally come with us! 

You looked at the message before switching your phone off again. Maybe you should bathe before continuing to your work. That sounds nice right now. 

The car ride was, as always, unbearable. Nothing has even been said since you entered the limo yet you can feel the sheer animosity from Damien across the car. 

You just sighed silently to yourself, you ran out of the energy to deal with him a long time ago. 

You spent the rest of the previous night in an endless battle of math homework, social anxiety, and doom thinking inside your room. The night ended with you crashing on your bed in defeat, completely forgetting to go down to the kitchen to eat dinner…your stomach sure didn’t forget. 

As Alfred continued to drive you both to school, you retrieved your phone from your uniform pocket. Fingers faster than your stomach rumbling, you open the chat messages between you and a classmate, Viviane, to see if she had anything on her person for you to munch on. 

You stopped when you saw the leftover message from last night. 

Thank god you turned off read notifications from your chats, you can just feel your phone going repeatedly from Viv seeing the unanswered read notifications. 

….Maybe it was better to wait to ask her when you get there. 

Clicking off the messaging app, your eyes were greeted with the cursed app. It was the first thing that you locked in on as you opened your phone in the morning, and after spending the entire morning getting ready and scouring the internet for any pink, heart, pink heart or whatever apps that ever existed. Nothing 

And, of course, when you clicked on the icon, it didn’t open. 

“What the fuck” you sighed out, what you thought was quietly

It wasn’t, you can eye on you from the opposite side of the car. 

“Where were you last night?”

“Hmm?” was all that was left from you as you turned towards your younger brother. It wasn’t often now that the two of you talked, thanks to you deflecting any attempts of his verbal abuse. You still gave polite, short answers and made quick getaways from conversations.

Lucky he seems too busy in recent months to follow and continue with the stream of taunts and venom, but there are times, like car rides to school, where you two have to be in the same space. 

 “Last night was a mandatory dinner and activities, yet you were nowhere to be seen.” 

“I…” Damien eyes bore into yours, one of intimidation, as if to convey his importance to you. His ego is fit for the blood son of a major billionaire such as Bruce, your collective father.

It kinda does make sense for him to think of himself highly, still you can’t help but feel exhausted with whatever power struggle he has had with you since you arrived at the manor. 

“ I just had work to do.” is all you said, simple. What's the point of getting into the specifics when he’s just looking for a reason why you're in the wrong and how you're a failure. 

Though, with the way he rolled his eyes and snorted came out, your sure that wasn’t a good enough answer for him

“Can’t do your duties as a family member because you can’t do simple schoolwork? It amaze me on how you can be worse” 

You can just feel yourself tuning him out, it was too early in the morning for him to start this with you and expect you to pay attention. You turned your attention instead back to your phone, scrolling through your social media for a distraction. Seems like there's a new arcade? 

You wanted to learn more, but Damien had other plans since in a blink your phone was no longer in your hands. 

“Wha- Hey??” you reached over on his side of the car to reach for your phone that was in his hands, but due to the seat belt you were in you couldn’t reach as far. 

Guess Damien didn’t have his own one on, because in the next second his hand was wrapped in your collar shirt, where he then pulled you towards him hard. 

You gagged as the seatbelt pushed against your neck and chest, your own hands grabbing at his. 

“I’m talking to you and instead you scroll through your phone?” he asked as if this was a slight against his name. 

“God, you're so insufferable,” His hands tighten its grip on your collar as he pulls you closer towards him, causing the seat belt to choke you further, 

“What? Can’t speak?” he taunted, now your hands left from his and you were scrambling to undo your seatbelt “Why do you even need to since obviously you think your too important than to interact with-” 

He didn’t get the chance to finish whatever rant he was going with, you unbuckled yourself and with the force he was pulling, you tumbled into him. You both smacked against each other and the car door.

You couldn’t even reach to nurse your injuries before the limo came to a screening halt, causing you both to jump from your seats. 

The car door on Damien’s (and now yours) side opens up, and thankfully you didn’t cartoonishly spill out the car. Damien had to brace himself on his seat so he didn’t fall out.

You looked out to see Alfred, the one who was driving you both to school, is the one who opened the door. He didn’t look the least bit pleased. 

Looks like you both made it to school though. 

You looked around and found your phone on the car floor, you grabbed it and your bookbag and quite literally climbed over Damien to get out, revenge for the shit show he just pulled. You didn’t bother to listen to whatever lecture Alfred was about to use nor the enraged look Damien must have. You simply climbed and hopped out the car and made a beeline to the gates of the school and merging with the other students. 

As you gathered your bearings and assessed yourself to make sure you were decent after that car ride, you switched on your phone to make sure no damage happened to it. Nothing physically, and switching it back on shows it was still working. The sigh of relief that left you, god.

What was all that about??

You rubbed your neck, it still burned from the strap. You can feel your eyes burning too.

No, no tears. The mascara your aunt gave to you was expensive and you will NOT let it run down your face in front of all these people. 

Its so stupid, all of this was stupid. 

“....I wanna go back home…”

“Why.Didn’t.You.Answer.Me.” ahhh, it was inevitable you’d fall for your faith. Being poked and propped, literally, by an angry Viviane in English. It's what you get for ignoring her messages. 

After cooling off in the last three class periods, you were waiting for your 4th one to begin. The teacher has always been known to run late to classes, so the class was loud with chatter.

Your assigned seat was near the back of the class, and your deskmate was poking at you to annoy you. 

Funny, in the start of the year when you realize this class has seating partners, you tried your best not to bother her, giving her space and scurrying away when classes were over.

That didn’t stop the girl from messaging you a week after classes started. 

To this day you still don’t know how she got your number. 

“I must have not seen it-”

 “Liar,” Viviane cut you off. “I looked and you turned in the winter museum column at 11:45 last night. You were awake when I sent that text.”

Okay stalker. 

“Yeah well,” you began your lie as you pushed her poking nail away away from your face, “I was really focus on Mr. Lopez work-” 

“Ugh, I can just hear the excuses coming out before you even say them.” she sighed dramatically, “I thought I turned notifications on on your phone?”

“...yeah you did.” you gulped, turning away from her so your face doesn’t betray you, suddenly you were very interested with your notebooks on your desk. 

“......did you turn them off-”

“I put them on silent” You can hear her groan out your name, “Why did you do that, huh? What would have happened if there was news worth coverage near your area that I needed you to get to at that moment?” “On a Tuesday night?”

“This is Gotham. God if I had a nickel for each time I said that to you-”

Viviane, president of the school’s newspaper and the co-owner of the schools unofficial news account on social media. You joined the club this year back in the fall as a photographer initially, but some days you find yourself writing a column or two some weeks.

She has been trying to reach out and cover news outside of the school grounds, hence the want for all club members to have notifications on and ready. She likes to be ready, and she has a knack of calling bullshit. 

Or maybe you weren’t a good liar. 

“Hmmm” she eyed you up and down, her lashes low, the look made you fidget around a bit. “Well, there really wasn’t anything that happened last night anyways.” she admitted, “I was inviting you out.”

“Viv-”

“God you're such a hermit.” she said as she resumed the poking, this time at the back of your head. If she wasn’t fond of long decorated deco nails, you may be able to ignore it, “A once in a lifetime chance the club goes out as a group and you want to miss out on it?”

“You mean the new arcade that just reopened after it was basically demolished from some Joker attack?”

“......” it was Vivaine turn to look away embarrassed, all for like two seconds 

“I’ve never seen you do anything fun, well that wasn’t photography-” “I like photography,” you pointed out, you finally stopped shuffling in your bag and gathered your materials for the class,

“Yeah, but when was the last time you did it that wasn’t for the school newspaper.”

Okay so she got you again. But that doesn’t mean you still didn’t find running around Gotham fun…..dangerous but fun still. 

“Well, even still the arcade is back and running! The club needs some much needed fun with all the shit we go through.” “The ish you put us through?”

“WE go through” she corrected, “We all are going, I’m making it mandatory”

“Oh COME ON-” you quickly quieted yourself, feeling eyes on you from your loudness. You shank back into your seat

Embarrassing 

“Just listen,” her voice was lowered to the point where you had to scoot closer to listen 

“Isn’t it weird how the place was practically demolished in a police vs drug lord setup, and now it’s back running in a matter of weeks??” Ah so this isn’t the R&R trip she’s trying to make it. 

“Oh my god viv-” “Mandatory~” she sang, grabbing your closest hand to her and swinging it. “You’ll have so much fun, I'll make sure all my friends have fun!” she giggled

“....” 

“Oooo wait I got the chance to read the segment of the museum you wrote, why didn’t you tell anyone you went…” You weren’t really paying attention to her or her hand holding at that point, partly because the English teacher finally came in to start the class but also….

She said you were her friend. 

God you should have dropped out of the club…..okay maybe that was extreme. 

But your feelings of wanting to go back home were also extreme. 

Here you were, Viviane successfully had gotten you to come to the arcade, by which of refusing to let you go back home (good cause you didn’t want to deal with the mess that was waiting for you), and instead dragged you to her own her own place before it was time to meet everyone here. 

Even for a weekday night, it was loud with games blaring and kids screaming and running around. You almost tripped over one of them when you first entered. 

Though, you can’t complain of the lack of games and activities around the place. The owners had probably gotten a huge settlement from insurance or whatever, because they were not short of excitement. 

Maybe you were being a sour wuss, this place is probably really fun. Too bad you're really awkward. 

Not all the members came, so much for it being “mandatory”

Viviane as soon as you all got there, immediately went off, probably sweet talking whatever kid at the counter space for information about the owners. Which left you and the three other members that came.

You don’t know how it even happened, but the two guy members suddenly started having a showdown on whoever could win the most tickets. And somehow that led to you being dragged as referee and scorekeeper.  

Right now you three were at the basketball hooping machine, a game you made them play twice already cause mid way through the first go arounds the balls ended up being thrown at each other rather than the hoop.

You were hanging in the back leaning against a wall, your phone out with tally notes and Alfred’s messages. 

“You seem to be having the time of your life.” huh? 

You looked around to hear where that voice came from, only to turn to your side and see it was the 5th member that joined, Aurelia. You were leaning against a wall that was behind the two members playing fighting. “You seem way more relaxed than how you were when we came in”

“Oh…you could tell?”

“Girl” they slid next to you on the wall, that's when you noticed the ginormous cone of cotton candy they had gotten, “You literally went rigid as soon as Viv dipped. Thankfully these knuckleheads didn’t seem to notice as they dragged you away.” Aurelia chuckled watching the other two starting to go at it.

Thank god for the cloud of sugar that was big enough to not show your embarrassed face. 

To be honest, you completely lost track of them. They just ghosted the group as soon as you all got there, and to be honest that was pretty on brand for Aurelia. 

Aurelia wasn’t technically a member of the newspaper. They were, way before you joined. What did they do? They were the gossip column’s writer, basically. Vivaine herself will always say what Aurelia wrote was simply speculation, but others would beg to differ. Vivaine also probably considered she made them use a pen name. 

A school like Gotham Prep academy was one that didn’t want any to damper its reputation, they were a well, highly acclaimed and decorated school. Its students went on to be great scientists, politicians, business owners, and more. The school, though, is still in Gotham, and it sure did have its skeletons. 

You don’t know what for sure put the nail in the coffin, if it was the story of the underlining steroids problem in the school being started by a gym teacher, or how certain high elite parents were paying teacher’s off to pass their kids. 

No one knows how Aurelia got those bank statements to this day. 

Whatever it was, the school put an immediate stop to it, either Vivaine kicked out whoever was writing the columns, or all members got kicked and a whole revamp of the newspaper crew. 

Aurelia voluntarily left, but the next day an account under the same penname popped up. 

“I’m not finished with this thing, literally please take some.” 

“Okay okay” you reached over and grabbed a piece from the cloud and ignored how you just saw a ball get thrown somewhere that wasn’t the hoop. Cotton candy was more important, and also your phone which began to vibrate, signaling a new notification.

As a teenager in your day and age you went for it immediately to check your message, a grave mistake since the notification showed your extremely low grade in your math class. 

“Oh you take Mr. Lopez class too?” Aurelia asked, you hadn’t noticed that your phone and bad grade was on full view for them. 

“Oh- ah..” you quickly put your phone back in your pocket, feeling embarrassed “Yeah, this class has been terrible and the semester isn’t isn't even over.” 

“Have you ever thought about getting a tutor?”

“Hm?” a tutor?

“Yeah, I also was taking that class and it was legit busting my ass. I knew that first month I needed a tutor.” they whipped out their phone and scrolled a bit before finding what they were looking for 

“Here,” they brought their phone up to you, it showed a list of their grades in the same class.

The first few grades were…..less than ideal….but during the later fall months, their grades had gotten better, like way better. 

“Oh my god-....a tutor helped you with this?” 

“Yep” you must have had a questioning look on your face because Aurelia seemed to get a bit flustered by it, “oh- no I definitely didn’t pay this school money to fix this. Please god- I'd rather just fail.” they snorted out the last part before laughing. After a moment, you began laughing a bit too. 

“Yeah no, wait, so what tutor did you even get?”

“Oh, she's amazing. And not like one of those that comes from like a tutor company or anything. No, I literally found a flyer on the school bulletin board.” Aurelia continued to ramble as they brought back their phone to scroll around more. 

“She’s like a college student- okay this is getting too much.” 

What was getting too much? Well you completely forgot that you were in an arcade opened to the public, some kid around the corner spotted the cotton candy you both were eating and began screaming about wanting one. 

“Ugh, come on.” Aurelia grabbed your arm and pulled you away from the wall. You were led around the arcade until the two of you found an exit that led to outside. The cold wind pierced against your exposed skin, the chill already reaching your bones, but it was quiet. 

Good. 

“Ahh that's better” Aurelia said as they stretched their arms out, “I love the cold, it's so refreshing-” they turned towards you

“oh-oops. Guess you don’t like it as much huh” 

“Nooo, what are you talking about?” you asked through your teeth. You can even tell that you were shivering ass off. 

“Well, let’s just make this quick then.” they said as they tossed the cotton candy away before pulling out their phone again. The pang in your heart hurted at the sight. 

“I wanted it to be quieter so I can hear your number.”

“...Number?”

“Yeah, I’m totally going to try and hook you up with my girl! Well tutor, but she is a life saver.”

Oooohh

“Plus I never even got your number, and you joined a bit ago, no?”

….honestly it makes sense to you. You recited your number to them and they tapped in it, a few seconds later your phone buzzed, you opened it up again to see a new message from an unknown number

Unknown- It's me, Arii 

“Oh, do you need me to spell out my name for you” you asked as you save the new contact, 

“Nah, your under ‘Camgirl’”

“....what the-”

“Come on let's go back inside before Viv sniffs us out”

Im introducing a taglist for those who wants to read my story without the shitposting that is 90% of this blog. You can either comment, dm or send an ask if you want to be part of it

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tadaaaaa its @l0s3rd0wnt0wn weird black reader insert (left) my interpretation and mine magical girl reader (right) because all black reader inserts are friends in my eyes

WBreader reminds me alot of MGreader before becoming a certified crashout, which puts her off alot cause she hated her younger self for becoming a magical girl.

So after some much needed therapy, goofy forced proxmity (MGreader being kidnapped for the nth time by the bats) lore that i dont want to explain why cant everyone just telepathically read my mind to know the story. She grows to understand that WBreader is literally a child that depraved of needed attention and just like....takes her....when she escapes.......

And heres a sketch that I did this one of them that I kinda dont like anymore but i spent way too much time on it I just love black reader inserts

Anyways lets seeeeeeeeee if I write now probs nawt

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Heads up IMERSION BREAK IMERSION BREAK IMERSION BREAK

After much debating I'm just going to make two magical girl darlings

Born from bits and pieces from clouds, hello my name is Peral! And I'm here to keep you safe and warm

♡ (Name) Wayne, second youngest child in the Wayne household. Came to the manor at the age of 14 after the passing of her mother. After being "left to her own devices" Neglected. I-...yeah...., she found a app on her phone she just can't seem to remove. She also got a new plushie from....somewhere...and....she swears she just saw move-

Born from the shine and glitter from seafoam, my name is Crystal, how are you? I'm hear to grant your dreams and wishes

���(Name)(Lastname), a new gothamite and college student after the dormant app on her phone chimed. To make more income she took up tutoring highschoolers at the local "rich kid" school her little stuffed animal likes to call it. RICH KID?? ....I mean...is Opal wrong-

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we are going to act like I used Blue and PInk are actualy names or something I didn't like how Sweetheart and Darling felt in

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“...This is a coffee house?” 

It was a coffee house, more specifically, the one that was close to the college campus Blue went too. The cafe was a store merged in between a wall of buildings and such, some that does give the vibes of residential and parking. Put Blue decided to park right in front of the cafe.

“Wow, really? Nooooo” the sarcasm, as always, as Blue turned the ignition to the car off. “I thought it was a public outhouse.” 

An awkward laugh left your mouth as you got out of the car to follow after her, looking around to see if anyone was out at this hour. It wasn’t that late, but it was late enough to wear the coffee house closed and no one on the street you were on. To be honest you thought she lived in the dorms on campus, as every college student does ... .well every other does? 

“Sorry this isn’t as big and elaborate as the manors you're used to.” Blue came around to your side, her hand grabbing the hood of your jacket and flipping over your head, “Worried about being seen in such a place?”

“No- that's not!” you blurted out, you can hear Blue laughter as she walked towards the building's back door. “I just thought you lived in the dorms…or at least an apartment.”

“This is an apartment.” Blue said matter-a-factly as she unlocked a side door to the building. 

“...this is a coffee house-” 

“With” with a swoosh, revealed not the interior of the cafe but a set of stairs going up. “A studio on top.” 

“...What” was all that came out of your confused mouth,you can feel the cheeks of your face getting hot. 

“The place is a two story building yet the actual cafe is only one story. I rented out the top part.” With that, Blue began walking up the stairs. “You coming or nah?”

After a moment awkwardly standing still, you yelled“I am!” as you chased after to follow her

♡

“This is-”

“Nice? Lovely? Small? Cramped?”

“You could have stopped at nice.”

It was nice, well lived in (a mess). It was a studio like she said. But it took up the whole second floor of the building. And for someone who only moved a few months ago, fully furnished with all the fixings a good apartment has.

A full living space set with a large tv screen with a console, and comfortable living room furniture. On the opposite side of the space was a full kitchen that isn't cramped together there's a whole kitchen island??. Along with a bathroom that was larger than even yours back at the manor.

On one wall of the place is full of large windows with a patio out decorated patio chairs and tables. She even has a whole treadmill. What the hell, even with Gotham's apparent low rent because of the…activities, this studio was a little too good for a college student who, from Pink’s perspective, doesn’t work outside of being a tutor for a few hours a week. 

“I like it”

“Well I wasn’t asking if you did or didn’t” the older girl bluntly as she climbed up the stairs of the loft bed where you were where is she getting her money, like seriously??

“Why do you have to be so defensive” you whined a bit as you grabbed the glass of water she brought to you, “I was trying to be nice”

“Hmm” she only replied back as she flopped on the bed in front of you. You yourself were on a beanbag chair in the lofted part of the studio.

There was, what you felt like, an awkward silence, as you just looked around the apartment and taking sips from your cup. Blue was silent on her bed, you couldn’t tell what she was even thinking since she was facing away from you. Even then, you didn’t know what to say or talk about

Well you did…you just didn’t want to talk about it. 

“Y’know, I’m not going to make you talk about how your folks just basically abandoned you at my college,” 

Great

“Nor how you adamantly don’t want me to drop you off.” 

Freaking great

“Butttt” She pushed her body up the bed “What we can do is have you take a bath and get out of that uniform.” You looked back up to her as she began moving up off the bed,

 “I’ll wash it for you so you have a uniform to wear tomorrow when I drop you off back.” Blue continued as she walked back down the stairs, she paused mid stair and turned back towards you.

“Are you coming down orrrr”

“Ah-” you hadn’t realized you were just staring at her stupidly as she walked off the loft, you quickly chugged the glass of water as you got up, “I’m-ack- right behind you!” 

“Girl don’t choke on water, that would be such a sad way to go.” ♡

“This show is stupid.”

“You need a tutor in fucking shapes and numbers, you don’t get to call something stupid.”

“HEY”

After several hours, the living room of Blue’s apartment was a mess, even more of a mess than it was before. 

After a nice shower and begging to get to wear her satin pjs along with ordering a few greasy pizzas for delivery, you relented and let her pick what trash TV show to watch. 

The older one was on the couch munching on sides while you were on the ground in front watching the trash TV Blue selected for you two to watch.  

“Why give your partner an ultimatum of ‘either go on this show and date other people and get married to me at the end or get married to me right now or we’re done.”

“Cause people are dumb” she answered you while eating one of the side pastas you also begged her to get. “Dumb dumb dumb.”

“But then” you continued, getting more confused, “some get mad that their spouse is like ‘dating’ other people on the show, isn’t that the whole point??”

“Mmmm that's what I like about it. I don’t even know if any of the relationships on this show even work out-”

“So why go on the show??” you asked dramatically as you poured another cup of a sugary beverage for yourself, “People on this show love misery.”

“My type of show.”

“Yeah,” you agreed back. “You would like it” you said the last bit quieter.

Blue still heard you, from the way you could feel her pushing her with her foot. “Heyy, what does that supposed to mean?” she demanded, still pushing up against you. 

“I’m just saying. There’s a reason why people like you” turning back towards her as you said the last word, you can now see the annoyed look on her face, “would like this show.”

“..And what exactly are people like me?” she asked, clocking her head to the side. 

“Oh you know” you could feel an evil evil joke coming up in your mind. “Miserable so they crave the misery of other people to enjoy in their empty empty heart-” you couldn't even finish your sentence before you felt deadweight drop on top of you.

“Oh I'm MISERABLE huh??” Blue hissed out as she put her full bodyweight in full use. “What else am I hmm??” You struggled underneath her trying to get from underneath her, yet even in your struggle you continued 

“Oh, I don’t know” you choked out, still twisting and turning. “Just an all around HATER”. Blue gasped to that as she continued to lay on top of you with ease,

“I have never heard or seen you be happy once. Well, only when that kid tripped and fell-” you couldn't finish that sentence since Blue decided it was an appropriate time to jab you in the stomach, making you lose the air from your body.

“He ate shit in front of us OF COURSE it was funny” she said, excusing her action from that day. 

“And a regular nice tutor wouldn't be attacking her students like this!” you restored once you filled your lungs back with air. 

“A student,” she began as her hands went to your face and started pinching your cheeks. “ wouldn’t be so rude to her tutor! I thought you would have some respect.” she clicked her tongue as she let go of your face. She got up off you at that and you scurried away before sticking your tongue out at her. 

“You're not that much older than me, y’know?”

“And yet, I’m the adult and you're” she pointed her finger right in your face “not”

“...I'm so calling the cops on you”

“With what phone, Pink? Oh okay YEAH.”

There was a brief moment of pause as you breathed in and out hard, Blue herself didn’t even seem tired after that attack. 

Even though your body lacked the oxygen, you couldn't stop yourself from busting out in laughter, which left Blue even more confused. “Heyy” she asked, getting back into your space and pointing at you again “What's so funny?”

“Nothing nothing,” you said as your laughter died down to giggles. “It's just, the first time in a while I had….. fun like this”

“....oh my god are you some sort of loner?”

“Oh my god Blue. I can’t have one nice sentimental moment with you.” “Why are you getting sentimental with me if you don't have friends??”

“I-..” you stopped talking, instead you brought your knees to your chest. Looking up back at Blue, you didn’t see any anger or annoyance. Well you did but youre pretty sure that's just her face. 

“I don’t really have people to call close friends here y'know? The only ones I talk to are in my club. I feel” you continued, turning away from the older girl,

“they just pity me. I was forced to join the club by the counselor. Outside of normal club activities, each time they bring me along I feel like they do it out of necessity rather than cause they like me.”

Blue didn’t say anything, instead she went back on the couch and adorned a more comfortable position, her gaze still on you.

You didn’t know if you should continue, to be honest you didn't want to. Whatever perspective she has of you, you didn’t want it to change. Change to a sad pathetic nobody, the way that everyone in this city who knows, looks at you. 

“...I”

The sound of constant ringing came out of nowhere, ruining the emotionally awkward moment.

Blue looked around, finding her phone on the ground near her. You didn’t get a chance to see what the caller id was, but it was probably someone not highly regarded to her with the face Blue pulled when she read her screen. 

She immediately declined the call with an annoyed groan leaving her mouth. She didn’t even have a chance to put the phone down before it began to ring again.

“...If it’s important-” 

“NO- no it's not. It’s just some annoying insect of a male from my class.” she revealed as she declined the call again and completely shit her phone off. 

“Oh?” a mischievous grin came on your face, one that Blue did not like, “Boy troubles?”

“Don’t even start” she warned as she glared back at you, but it was too good not to continue

“I honestly didn’t take you going for guys your age to be honest” you admitted, which gave Blue an extreme pause as she stared wide at you. 

“What-”

“I picture you sucking the life and money from some wealthy 80 year old. And then live the rest of your time and money ruining the life of his children.”

You peeked and saw Blue’s eye twitched. “And then move onto the next 80 year old when that money is up.” you giggled out. 

Blue moves her hand to her chin thinking, “...hmmm, you do make a good point.”

“Oh my god are you actually-”

“How old is your dad, Pink?”

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You could hear the sounds of Pink’s soft snoring from the pillow and blanket swamped nest she made on your couch. Well, soft is putting it lightly considering you could hear it from all the way from the kitchen. You were packing the leftover food in the fridge. 

You may have overdid it with the ordering, you thought to yourself as you looked at all the leftover pizza and sides hogging your fridge. You didn’t even care for pizza all that. 

Well, you didn’t care for food in general all that either. You are so going to force Pink to take some of this shit home. She was the one who even wanted this in the first place. 

You huffed as you closed the fridge door, you can feel in your bones the tiredness. It wasn’t alot that you were physically exhausted. Mentally, yeah all the time, you were dealing with alot of stupid things. 

You dragged yourself over to the nest couch and dropped next to Pink. She used the covers from your bed to build this mess, so this was really your only choice. 

The TV was now at a lower volume than before, still playing your trashy television show. You had to compromise with Pink with having it on, apparently she can only sleep in complete silence. That freak. 

You turned towards her, she was wearing your headphones when she slept. They had a noise canceling feature on there so she couldn’t hear the TV period. 

Maybe you could raise the volume up a bit more, you thought. You probably would have if a heavy yawn hadn’t left your mouth. 

Yeah maybe not tonight. Or morning? What time was it?

You looked around for your phone before finding it on the ground near the couch. Is it dead? No, when did you turn it off?

2.14am, fuck and you have to bring her to school in the morning too? You are not going to wake up early enough if you go to sleep now. 

You groaned, guess no sleep for you right now. You can skip your classes for the next day. Honestly most of them you can just look online for the notes, all for one class- 

Fuck.....Tim.

Some sick curiosity gotten to you as you open you and Tim’s chat log. 

This dude texted you multiple after turning your phone off… none of which was asking about the class you two were in. The whole reason why you even gave him your number. 

You clicked your tongue scrolling through the numerous messages of him asking your questions about your day and yourself. Like always. At this hour too? What does he take you for? A booty call?

Tim: I have a little brother too y'know, maybe your sister knows each other from school? 

…the fuck?

………You both do frequent the college campus alot. Though you have her wear your hoodie to hide her face.

Even if the media hardly ever covers her, you don’t want people to know about a rich billionaire's daughter’s daily schedule. 

Though, it is strange that he didn’t recognize his own sister. Don’t they still live together?

.........

….Maybe you should stop thinking. 

You turned to face the TV screen again, the TV show you put on going well past the point you remember. Doesn’t matter, noise is noise. 

Anything to take your mind off the damn stuffed animal that was standing on the end of the couch nest.

You felt the shift of the couch, then suddenly the heat of another body came on the right side of you. 

“Aww she’s a clinger~” 

“Opal I swear to all fucks-” The little being giggled as it emerged from whatever dark corner is came from. It lazily floated near the two of you, it looked around expectedly before slouching it shoulders. “And you save me no pizza? That’s is so mean of you”

“I will grill you and feed you to dogs” you hissed out to the thing, you really didn;t feel like hearing what the little shit had to say. 

“Wow, so harsh.” Opal said bluntly, before floating away from the living room to the kitchen. It’s floating tinkling sounds dimming down as it moved away from you.

As if it made as much sense as breathing, Opal’s body fazed through the fridge door and after a moment it emerged with a slice of pizza. That greedy little thing- IT DOESN’T EVEN NEED TO EAT

“What are you even doing here? Are you supposed to be attached to that new girl?” you asked as you watched it munch on the cold pizza

“Like the parasite you are?”

“Damn who shit in your bowl this morning?” Opal quipped back in between bites, “Anyways~, there’s too many people out hunting for her. She’s too fresh to be out for the time being”

You stared at Opal, waiting for whatever it's going on about. Considering it’s with you right now and not with that Pearl is telling. You sighed out, its stupid for her and you in the same way, to be in this city anyways. 

“Why even put a magical girl out in this city when there’s already like 7 bitches in tight suits prancing around?”

“Well, now we have two magical girls!” Opal cheered as he finished the pizza.

“I’m not a magical girl anymore Opal-”

“We just gave you a little timeout~”

“Yeah, uh huh. All the ‘missions’” you said raising your hands to make quotation marks “has been me moving to this shit city and enrolling in college. Such the exhilarating life a save the world” you mocked

“Well, you should be happy to know that-”

…oh god no

“You have a new mission!”

“NO-” you jumped up a little, causing you and Opal to freeze on the spot. You two carefully listened for Pink’s disturbed breathing to go back to normal. 

Opal sighed out as it flew away from you two and instead placed itself ontop of the TV.

“Honestly, the dramatics do not fit you.” “Eat shit Opal, the app didn’t even send me anything.” 

“That’s cause your phone was off you idiot” Opal bit back.

You groaned out again. “Between school and tutoring sessions and all I’m benign stretched fucking thin right now-” “We just need you to send a message to a certain robin birdy~”

“...what type of message?”

Opal let out another giggle, this time a giggle that couldn’t be labeled as kind or human.

“Just something to scare him and his flock.” you felt a chill go down your bones as it continued, you hated how with the little companion gets like this. It means you have to get your hands dirty.

“Gotham needs a magical girl, and we can’t have them interfering with that.”

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totally didn't post the wrong mf draft

Okay so guys, MGreader hates herself but loves magical girl self and before used to change herself to be like her persona, from her looks to food that the media speculates magical girl persona enjoys. Once the bats gets a little too close for comfort she has to go full stop on that

Just imagine tho that because of that you slowly starts finding things you likes. You stops dyeing your hair the iconic color that magical girl persona is, so what other colors? Well you did like purple a lot as a kid, or maybe it green. No it was purple. It was purple because you used to eat anything that was purple, which was typically grape flavor. When was the last time you had grape flavored candy? Maybe you should pick some up again.

You stop going to the coffee house that had the iconic (MG/N) drink. You didn’t want to have another meet up with him again. But you desperately need that added boost to get through the day. You remembered how your mother used to slow drip coffee for your father in the morning. She would used to say that it was because “it’s the only way he’d drink it” but with the way you were glued to watching the coffee slowly drip down and not cause hell in the mornings was entertained by it makes you chuckle as you throw in the slow drip coffee maker in

"What's that tune" Opal chirped out after popping out next to your sitting magical form on the roof top.

"Hmm, oh. I didn't realize I was"

"Well, its nice~. It familiar.

"Oh..." you stopped swaying your feet to the realization "I think I do remember it. Its..some song I played alot when we first met."

"Oh yeah!" the little creature twirled around you when it also remembered. "Such a nice song~ you should play it more often"

"Uhhh.." you got up from the edge of the building with the break being over. "Its not the type of music (mg/n) would like"

"Ermmmmm" Opal floated right infront of you walking "Why would that stop you from liking it?"

"Well- yeah-"

"You should play it when we get home it's really nice~"

"...maybe" You weren't sure what was with your initial rejection. You did like the song, didn't you? Sure it wasn't exactly the genre fans speculated that (mg/n) liked...but its not you can listen to more of that music considering someone that bitch dude from chemistry keeps trying to listen in on what your listening to.

Maybe it'll be better, yknow, to keep your identity safe. And you're pretty sure you have a cd from that artist to listen to with Opal anyway when you two get back home.

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This is going to be a bad reflection on my childhood

I don’t like yanderes cause I want someone to obsess with me, unlike what my ego says

I like them because I love the toxicity and hate. The way I would be a terrible darling cause I would be cussing and fighting the yanderes down the street. Cause who are YOU?? KIDNAPING ME just cause you have a little romantic/platonic crush??? Are you crazy??? No genuinely are you dumb??? You think this is how normal people fuction-

I beat on dudes basically and all my darlings inserts are going to too <3

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also i’m so heavy on the ‘i come back and hate it’ girl don’t be afraid to rewrite but try to have fun! i find talking about au alway hep and i’m alway here pookie

AAAAAAWWWWVMIDNIOSAN your so sweet for giving me attention

Especially since I want to rewrite MGreader. I might make a neglected reader in the future tho.

I LOVE world building so thats what Ive been writing daydreaming about. But that also means I need to brush up on my dc lore and not pull shit out of my ass but here is some more tidbits for MGreader with the bats (shaking the jewelry box im still keeping that its cute) .

Banner came from anitalenia here on tumblr

Magical girl reader who already has a superhero name, thats the name little kids cheer out when they see you around. You hates the fact that the bats completely ignore the name in favor of their own nicknames

"Dove, Bluebird, Angel"- god don't they hear all of the children calling them (mg/n)?? After all the correction and ignoring them flat out when called out by one of their nicknames they still won't take the hint???

Magical girl reader who is a college student as a civilian, your undetermined right now. You've never thought about it as a kid, thinking that she'd forever be a magical girl

That would be the dream

Luckly for your first year theres alot of classes that are required no matter the degree so al least she's busy. You actually enjoys the distractions your classes gives you. You'd enjoy it alot more if there wasn't a certain TA that insists on one on one study sessions.

Fucking werido, your grade in the class is fine. What is he on???

Magical girl reader who no longer questions the tasks the app gives you. The app says the task are "hopes and wishes" and you're here to "make their dreams come true". You're used to question what sorts of dreams needs this degree of ......yeah

But hearing that little chime from her phone after a task is complete gives you the sort of euphoric feeling thats so addicting and feels so right, it makes you feel so alive that....it makes you forget the blood you've done tracks back into your studio apartment's good carpet.

Magical girl reader who after a few days of new tasks, you becomes a little sad, you like to say. You just goes through a period of not exiting your apartment at all, ignoring the calls from her family out of state, hell even not eat for a few days. Luckily you usually gets out of this little funk when the app sends a new notification, or when the police comes to do a wellness check.

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MaoMao reader? Pls, it would be funny as f if Reader just drinks poison in front of the batfamily to avoid having to interact on them and then thinking like; "Ahhhh this was a stupid idea---- should have been thinking about the long route---"

Girl I know for sure this girl each time she interacts with this family she completes just dying from poison then and there. But I feel like after they find out her hobbies they care like stomach turning medication to make her vomit it up.

She's locking herself up in that rear palace cause this how the Wanye clan is going to do to her after finding out she just leisurely poisons herself

MaoMao reader is trying to avoid the fuck out of that clan, which is relatively easy considering that mist of her time is in the rear palace and, save for Jinshi and Gaoshun, all men are eunuchs.

I feel like the first time Bruce would see her partaking in poison would be at the garden festival

Let's say that Bruce doesn't know who maomao!reader is at given time. He could have known about her existence but mentally believed she didn't survive infancy-toddler years like lots of kids back in those times.

And then move on to the garden party where he is there as a high ranking official, enjoying the festivities when he hears murmmer in the crowd about one of the taste testers.

He looks up to see a face of the love of his like

The girl is far too young to be the concubine from all those years ago. But theres no mistaking the severe similarities between the two. Dude is literally having a existential crisis right now, trying to think of any reason to who the taste is.

(Your choice of robin theres too many for me to think who right now) is there with him, noticing his father just freezing. He follows his gaze to the taste tester, in confusion. Especially with the faces she's pulling, she's a poison taste tester to one of the emperors wives why is she so excited to be in such a deadly position?

Maomao!reader is none the wise, she's just vibing and taste testing. Until

"This..is poison".

Through the chaos of the attempted poisoning, (robin) watches as the poison taster exits the place. Sure its a serious issue but the poison taster seems to be leaving to seek attention, nothing for him to do-

And he turns to find his father missing too. Where did he go??

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Incorrect TikTok Quotes while I'm sad and depressed

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Duke, Cass, and Darling are college friends (cause I said so). Tim and Darling were study partners and, before Creepy Tim™ fucking hated eachother.

Darling stress rubbing her eyes as her study partner is arguing her down on her phone:...... Cass:...mayb you should hangup- Darling: Text me your FUCKING address Duke: LIGHTS CAMERA FADES, LIGHT CAMERA FADES, LIGHT CAMERA FADES- Cass: OKAY NO- Darling, still on the phone: No, cause there's nothing to talk about, why are we still on call for? Text me your address

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Outside in the cold waiting for the bus Sweetheart, whose from the south: Fuck it’s cold Aurelia: Guys even thugs gets cold Sweetheart: Ari that might be true but I don’t know how that correlates to you Viviane: you know what they say, a hoe never gets cold Sweetheart: So I’m with a thug and a hoe

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Ethereal (Darling's mg name), starting to tweak out because Villain of the Day™ is actually starting to become a threat

Ethereal: This is intense , turns to The Signal, this is getting real intense The Signal, out of breathe and nodding Etheral: All I'm thinking about right now, is a 12 pound bag of seafood boil The Signal:....wait a fucking minute. Etheral: SPICY

Earlier that week

Duke: We had seafood like two days ago, you need to eat something else- Darling: Yeah so I'm either eating crab legs or the windpipe of my study partner Duke:..... Darling:.....soooooooooooooo

And that's when Duke learned that Darling is a magical girl (not canon....probably)

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omg hi guys IMERSION BREAK IMERSION BREAK IMERSION BRE-

I drew darling and sweetheart!

Im cutting that white streak out of darling's hair cause with the scar and all she kinda seems like a Jason clone .

And also after SPOLIER she will look Jason right in the eye and cut that shit out.