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niwaart · 3 days ago

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I'm trying to survive in the academy

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Y/N couldn't sleep after the incident at the princes' building. How would she live now? She'd slapped Dick Grayson, the feared, unchallenged prince... no one ever raised an eye in his presence, let alone someone who raised a hand against him?

As she was choking on thoughts, she heard a knock on the door. Her blood froze for a moment.

'No... Did the prince come to kill me? Or maybe he brought his soldiers to finish me off in secret!'

But the person who entered wasn't the prince, nor a soldier who came to take her to court... it was her. Her sister.

"Ah, the room is really small, but it's okay... I'll put up with you being in it." The sister said with a fake smile, dragging her bag inside like a princess on a red carpet.

"The room is mine alone," Y/N muttered, getting up from under the bed and trying to hide the tension in her voice.

"Oh? Didn't you hear? I asked Dad to let me be with you, just to keep an eye on you... I know you need supervision after everything you did to me..." She said it deliberately loudly, so that the people in the hallway, where some students had woken up, could hear. Then she sat on the other bed and started pretending to cry.

"Please don't hurt me, sis. I just want to stay in the same room as my big sister... Don't hit me, sis!..." she said, burying her face in her hands and letting out a dramatic gasp.

Y/N stood there, her eyes widening...

'Is she trying to accuse me of hitting her in front of everyone?!'

Outside the room, Y/N heard whispers, whispers that would turn into rumors... rumors that wouldn't die here.

Y/N decided to get ready quickly and leave before the situation got any worse. As Y/N walked through the garden toward the lecture hall, the whispers followed her, and the students' eyes watched her.

"That's... the one her sister's afraid of..."

"She says she was tormenting her at the palace..."

"They must have sent her to the academy to be rid of the family..."

Every step felt like a stab in her chest, but Y/N held her head up; she couldn't break now.

She entered the first lecture hall... It was a huge room, reserved for public lectures, and filled with students from various buildings, including nobles, warriors, and mages.

She sat in the back, trying not to draw attention, until someone sat in the seat right next to her.

He was wearing an elegant outfit, simple but distinctly sophisticated... His hair was dark, and his intelligent eyes scanned the hall, then stopped on her.

Tim Drake.

The fourth prince of Gotham... intelligent, terrifying in his own way, capable of destroying an entire life with a single piece of information.

He didn't speak, just looked at her for a few seconds before smiling softly and returning to his notebook. But the smile wasn't kind... it was more like the smile of a thinker starting to tie strings in his head.

As soon as the class ended, Y/N stood up to leave as quickly as she could, as staying by a prince's side was considered a bad omen. On her way back, she found her sister talking to a group of students in front of the dormitory. She was crying, like a war victim.

"I'm just scared she'll repeat what she did to me when I was little... She'd lock the door and turn off the lights... She'd say she'd suck my soul out if I spoke..."

Y/N stood and watched silently, her heart aching... None of this happened. Her sister was spoiled, even when she cried.

But one of the students noticed Y/N and said loudly, "She's here..."

The group turned to her, their looks of accusation, pity, and horror.

Before she could say a word, a magical piece of paper flew by, stopped in front of her face, and opened.

It was a summons to appear before the Student Ethics Preliminary Investigation Board... under the direct supervision of a prince.

The name at the bottom of the paper was written in clear gold:

Timothy Drake.

Y/N sighed, then walked to the board, standing in front of the large door of the investigation room in the Behavioral Affairs building. This was still her first day at the academy, and here she was, caught in one of her sister's traps and deceptions.

The door to the room was surrounded by a cold aura... not climatic, but moral. A door through which everyone walks knowing they are leaving a part of their dignity outside, even if they are innocent.

Y/N looked at the magical paper again, even though she had memorized the words well.

"Official summons to attend a preliminary investigation under the auspices of Prince Timothy Drake. Attendance is mandatory. Absence is considered an admission."

Y/N took a deep breath and pushed open the door.

The hall was larger than she expected. Its walls were made of black stone, decorated with the kingdom's crests. At the head of the hall was a long table, behind which sat a small council of five people wearing dark robes. A central chair was raised slightly above the rest. Prince Tim Drake sat there, completely calm, his face emotionless, as if this were just another simple task for him.

But his eyes? They seemed to pierce her chest, searching for something... perhaps a loophole, a hesitation, or a small lie.

In the corner of the hall, it wasn't difficult to notice the figure standing wordlessly, not sitting, just watching with deadly calm.

Dick Grayson.

The elder prince, his hands behind his back, his eyes fixed on Y/N from the moment she entered.

'Why is he here? Did he come to watch me get crushed?' Did he come to smile as he saw me collapse, avenging the slap?'

The sound of knocking on the table brought her back to reality.

"Y/N, the new recruit, from Building Nine, Room Fifty-Five," one of the detectives said loudly.

"Do you know why you're here?" Tim finally asked.

"Yes, because of false allegations against me..." Y/N answered firmly.

Tim raised his eyebrow slightly, then gestured. Suddenly, her sister entered, clutching a tissue, pretending to be broken.

"I'm sorry... I didn't want it to come to this, but... she was always hurting me. No one knows what she did to me behind closed doors..." she said, wiping away nonexistent tears.

"Are there any witnesses?" one of the members asked.

"Yes," Tim said. Then he gestured, and three girls entered, all of whom confirmed that they had heard Y/N scream at her sister and even seen bruises on her sister's arm.

"Do you have anything to say?" Tim asked, leafing through some papers.

"Everyone here is basing their judgments on what they've heard... No one saw me hit her. No one saw anything but the charades my sister cunningly concocts. Where's the evidence? Where's the real evidence?"

Everyone was silent for a few seconds.

Tim didn't answer directly, but closed the file and said, "Since there's no concrete evidence, the verdict will be postponed until clear proof is presented. But... that doesn't mean you're innocent. The case will remain open."

Y/N felt as if a table had fallen on her heart. The verdict had been postponed, yes, but now she was stigmatized, and the rumors would devour her endlessly.

She left the hall silently. She didn't look at Dick, even though she could feel his gaze still burning her back. She knew he hadn't forgotten the slap.

She sat alone in the back garden behind the lecture hall, where almost no one came.

Her head rested between her knees, and tears finally escaped her eyes.

'I didn't do anything... Why doesn't anyone believe me? Why does everyone see me as a demon?'

"Are you okay?"

She quickly lifted her head, startled, and immediately wiped away her tears.

Standing before her was a tall young man with black-brown hair and an uncommonly warm expression.

"Don't worry, I... I saw you leave the interrogation room, and I thought a session like this never ended well." He said with a small smile.

She hesitated for a moment, then asked, "Who are you?"

"Conner. Conner Kent."

Her eyes widened. 'Conner? The son of the Emperor of Metropolis?'

"I don't believe rumors easily," he said, sitting down on the grass beside her, without asking permission.

"And I don't trust smiles easily." Y/N replied cautiously as she moved away from him. Enough trouble for one day.

He laughed lightly. "Fair enough... But sometimes, we just need one person to believe us, to survive." His words were simple... but they broke something inside her.

"I'm tired..." Y/N muttered softly, putting her face in her hands.

"I know," Connor said, then stood. "I won't pressure you, just... if you need an honest talk, I'm a good listener."

He walked off, leaving her behind, breathing slowly, as if she were drowning, and gave her one breath to last the day.

But far away, beyond the trees, Dick Grayson was still watching... his eyes reflecting neither mockery nor anger.

Only surprise.

'Is she really... not who they say she is?'

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jaythes1mp · 8 months ago

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The Incident

Before the incident, you were no one special.

Growing up, your family belonged to the middle class, your mother a waitress and your father a construction worker. You were an only child, raised by your grandmother from a very young age, as your parents were young and unfit to care for you. Choosing to spend their time working and partying with their friends rather than looking after their baby.

You hadn’t gotten into any of the colleges in your area, so you resulted in making a basic wage by working dual jobs. Saving up just enough money for some scrappy apartment on the outskirts of Gotham.

One afternoon, just before you were able to clock out of another grooly ten-hour shift, six masked women had smashed through the front windows, raiding the store.

The back room was dimly lit, with only a couple dusty desk lamps shedding any kind of light. You were shoved to the ground and forced to sit amongst the other victims while the women gathered whatever they came for. One of them, presumably the leader, began to count the people they had captured, when she stopped and took notice of you. It was the luck of the draw, really.

You were terrified, practically trembling as the barrel was shoved up against your temple, the hard shove against your front being the only warning to move.

You don’t remember much after that. Seeing four of the infamous masked fighters coming to rescue your fellow workers and subdue the other robbers. You, however, weren’t as lucky.

Just as the blunt edge of Robin’s katana was slammed into the side of the woman’s weapon, a shot rang out, echoing throughout the walls.

The weapon was knocked to the ground by the force, completely out of her reach, and she was wrestled to the ground by the vigilantes.

You’re not sure why you fell, but everything suddenly felt warm.

As the room around you grew dizzy, your head spinning from the impact, the world around you felt like it was slowly fading, blurring and darkening at the edges of your vision. The ground was growing sticky beneath you at a rapid rate, turning dark as the deep red liquid began to seep and pour out around you like a spreading fire.

You remember all four of the vigilantes rushing towards you, their faces twisted into panicked masks unlike anything you had ever seen, not even the one time when you had broken your arm as a child. They were more worried than your father would have been at the thought of you dead.

Oh... I’m dying.

You wanted to chuckle at how absurd it was. You were barely twenty four, and here you were, lying on the cold, dirty floor of a back room, shot through the chest.

Fuck, my chest hurts.

A deep, shaky breath left your lips, watching as the last few moments of your life were spent looking at the frantic and worried faces of Gotham's heros.

You weren’t sure why they were so devastated. They had all seen death before, first hand. You shouldn't have been any different. There was nothing special about you. You were just an average, worthless citizen, no friends, a shitty job, and an even shittier apartment.

Your hand moved to the hole in your chest, a pained scream ripping through your lips, your eyes squeezed shut.

Then it all went black.

Or.. at least it should have.

Instead, you woke up.

Gasping frantically for air, you looked around, your heart racing. The looks of the worried teens around you were inconsequential.

Your hands flew to your chest, clawing at the covered skin, looking for the bullet wound that had once been there. It's gone…

A deep, shaky breath left your lips, a relieved sigh following right after.

Then, you finally looked up to meet the eyes of your tenth grade literature teacher.

After the incident, you had found yourself flung back nine years into the past. However, this time, things were different from how you remember them to be.

Now, a cocky, billionaire’s son was claiming to be your best friend, your neighbours, who you vaguely remember having been old, crabby couples, were now completely different. Your old friends were nowhere to be found, And the ever prevalent vigilantes in Gotham seemed almost obsessed with you.

This is a slightly over-detailed synopsis.

I created this idea while I was working on chapter three for Here, Kitty.

If you’d like me to make this drabble into full chapters, then please reblog, comment, or message me. If it gets no interaction then I will understand that it was a shit concept and drop it. If not, then I have a lot of ideas for how the plot will spiral, and a potential twist-ending.

IF anyone was interested in it, then it would include both the BatFamily and SuperFamily, as yanderes.

Thank you for reading through all of this, lovely readers💚 Feel free to send in any suggestions or questions!!

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sleepingdiaryzzz · 8 months ago

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Y! Young Justice (the og) x villain! reader

You twist, defiant even now, and they feel it—their adversary, their ghost, the one who slipped from their grasp with a laugh on the wind, now held tight. Tonight, the uncatchable is caught, and their silent victory thrums like a heartbeat in the air around you.

Kaldur’s water binds hold fast, yet there’s a strange gentleness as he looks at you, eyes deep as the sea he commands. His grip is sure but reverent, each ripple around your wrists a silent hymn to the dance you’ve led him through, chase after chase, like a lover drawn to shore by the moon. His eyes are an ocean, quiet and unfathomable, but tonight there’s no mistaking the longing within them—a soft, undulating desire to hold what he’s finally claimed.

Wally stands close, not taunting but transfixed, his smirk softer than usual, as though he’s taken his place beside you at last. You’ve always been the thrill, the pulse in his veins, the rush of the wind at his back. The quicksilver desire he’s buried comes to the surface, flickering like light itself as he watches you now. There’s something poetic in his gaze, like a line of verse held just for you, words spinning in the silence as his fingers twitch, yearning to trace every inch of the face he’s only seen in blurs of speed.

Robin moves with precision, binding you with a care that’s more art than security. His eyes linger on every knot, every inch of skin beneath his gloved fingers, crafting his hold as if sculpting something sacred, every tie a testament to the chase that brought you to this point. He’s not simply holding you down; he’s committing you to memory, carving his mark into every second. The vigilante has become a poet, each knot in his rope a line in the unspoken sonnet he’s woven around you.

Conner watches with an intensity that goes beyond duty, his protective instincts woven with the depth of a soul that’s finally found something worth holding. His admiration is fierce, a silent ode to the strength you’ve shown against him time and again. The quiet in his gaze is the chorus he’s always sung for you—a promise etched in steel, a love wrapped in the strength he wields, silent but unbreakable. He’d turn worlds to dust before letting you slip away again.

Above, M’gann floats with a gentle, boundless reverence, her empathy a quiet lullaby echoing through your mind. There’s a depth to her gaze, a wish to hold you safe, to shield you from every shadow. Her presence wraps around you, the warmth of a song without words, each glance a silent lyric, a promise she wants to whisper only for you. Her thoughts spill over, her devotion filling every corner of your mind like a quiet symphony, promising to keep you safe, her heart’s song bound to you.

And Artemis, fierce and unwavering, watches from the edge, her gaze sharper than any arrow she’s ever shot. The smirk that once mocked you has softened into something reverent. She’s a huntress who’s caught her elusive prey, but there’s no more need for the chase. She wants to keep you close, to pull you into her orbit as if you were a star meant to be drawn to her. Her pride for you is fierce, unbending; her eyes drink you in like an anthem she’s claimed for herself.

Each of them stands close, a circle drawn tight, their poetry woven around you, their gazes fierce and unbreakable. You’re no longer simply their rival—you’re a muse, their song, the obsession they’ve crafted verse by verse in their minds. They’ve turned the chase into a masterpiece, and now, their poem is complete: you’re here, captured by verses only they can write, bound to them in a love that echoes like a heartbeat.

(A/n: when will I make a real story? I think never)

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l0s3rd0wnt0wn · 3 months ago

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"SHE SO WEIRD BUT IN A CUTE WAY"

(Haven't wrote enough about conner and neglected wb!reader in a while so back on my grind)

WB reader is genuinely horrible at the whole relationship thing; like she's bad at it, real bad at it. The only relationships she's probably ever had will be the ones from dating sims or when she's talking to an AI boyfriend. Other than that, my girl has no game or just doesn't know it. You literally have a crush on a guy in your school, and you're dead oblivious. "Oh, me and him were just good friends." Well, the guy is begging you to notice him, or you're either boy repellent. Either way, WB has zero connection with boys at all, and with the neglect of the Bat family, the idea of anyone showing romantic interest in you is like the most insane thing to ever cross your mind. You didn't even know if Conner liked you when the boy literally kissed you in front of millions of people on national TV, and you still have the audacity to come back to school and say, "Oh, we're just friends?" You are so close to getting choked out by Dezzi, but it's not your fault; this just never happened to you before.

Taking your sweater, holding your hand, and flying you around like he's your personal chauffeur. When he hugs you, he grabs you by the waist, leaves his hand there, and never lets go. You see his eyes turn red every time you mention someone of the opposite gender. Oh, and you pay more attention to your Ace figurine than him. It's just simple boy stuff. Too deep? It is deep, deeper than you think. But that's what a lack of dating experience does to a girl. She doesn't know her right from her left, up from down, or right from wrong. So when he confesses his feelings, you're over the moon; you're also plummeting to Earth at maximum speed because he likes you—like, *likes* you—not in a friendly way, but he wants to be with you. Nonchalant, but the second you get into your room, you're having the biggest freakout known to man. I mean, Superboy likes you! He's not just any boy; he's Super, and he has a thing for you. This might be a gift from the heavens or a curse from below. Maybe all those fan fictions you wrote about him really did pay off, because right now you're winning, but also losing. Did I forget to remind you that you have zero dating experience? All right, it's going to take all your time playing romance games on itch.io to save you from this—all your time chatting with AI boyfriends to prepare you for a dry conversation because he's so super and you're so you. He really needs to get his eyes checked. What is wrong with that boy? Or maybe you need to get your life checked out. It's not crazy if someone shows romantic interest in you, is it?

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dollwhite · 6 months ago

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𝐒𝐈𝐑𝐄𝐍 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐑

Siren reader is just sitting in a interview and the interviewer says “Miss reader, do u have a superhero crush? Or a celebrity crush??”

And reader is just like “uh haha I have to say for myyy celebrity crush it will have to be Dick Grayson, OH and Wonder Woman!!”

“Why are they your crush’s miss reader”

“Well for one Wonder Woman is…well Wonder Woman so that’s the only explanation she’ll need, and for mr Grayson idk…. He just like? Is funny? Cute…”

Would u ever dat Dick Grayson? One of the staff shout out at u.

“Mhmmm yeaaahhhhhh.”

So like a few minutes after the interview is posted it blow up, your fans r making edits dicks fans r maki edits. He’ll Ben Wonder Woman fans r making edits.

And just every fan is going crazyyyy because like ur only 2 years younger than dick so there maybe a chance for a new celebrity couple? Or was that interview for just a hint that u and him are dating.?

Right so news gets to Tim and he’s like tf?? And yk since he hangs out with cass regularly he knows who u are. And so he’s like lmao this shit kinda funny ima show this to the family. After dinner Tim like can u guys watch smithing with me, right so their all in the living room.

Tim puts the interview on the TV and it’s all fun and games, cass and Steph realize it’s u, it’s like half why through the interview.

And it comes on to the part were u get asked who’s your celebrity crush…

And Jason is laughing his ass off. Damian is chuckling hard af, Tim is trying to hide the fact that he’s laughing by covering his mouth, Cass is just sitting there looking back and forth between the tv and Dick. And Steph has a look of disgusted.

and Dick? He’s just confused and kinda concerned for Jason for how hard he’s laughing, it looks like he’s struggling to breathe.

Are you guys able to ask questions? Pls tell me so I can fix any problems, I would love to talk to you guys 🌊😕 don’t be shy send requests/ asks

Dolling signing out

#damian wayne x reader #sleeping with sirens #siren aesthetic #batfam x fem reader #yandere batfam x reader #yandere batfamily x reader #conner kent x reader #yandere young justice x reader #yandere tim drake x reader #dick grayson x reader #dick grayson #jason todd #siren reader #dollings works

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acid-ixx · 5 months ago

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— masterlist !

i don't draw often and i'm shy showcasing my art, but here's a sketch of conner kent in chapter 4 rizzing you up, my interpretation of what a fem! reader (press on the image to see the full thing) would probably - be forced to - wear on a gala, alongside a sneakpeak of his muscles because why not, we all thirst over him <33 i don't do anatomy at all, don't bash me please 😭 but this is my treat to everyone before the angst gets released. yes, the heart earrings are intentional.

#🧁... yael's misc.#series: again & again #a&a: fanart #<- except it's my own art lmao #yandere dc #yandere dc comics #yandere batfam #yandere conner kent #yandere dc x reader

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luludeluluramblings · 6 months ago

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The Tape

Reader and Conner’s sex tape gets leaked…

Based on this…

Part Two

Warning: Fem!Reader, NSFW themes, no actual smut, pure crack nonsense, fake Twitter post

A/N: @fanfictionlover277353 Heard you wanted some more! Here’s some of my nonsense!

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"Come on, Babs. Please. I'm begging. Just for a few hours. Two tops." Dick's whining could be heard through out the entire cave. The vibrato of his voice echoing off the rocky walls and stalagmites as he leaned over Barbara's shoulder and played with her hair.

She was currently sitting at the Bat Computer, looking over anything related to the family or incidents in Gotham with strained eyes and an exasperated look on her face.

"I told you, I'm busy-"

"You need a break." Dick interrupted, playing the hypocrite with a grin. "Come on, two hours. We'll watch a movie, you can even pick. No sappy Rom-coms, anything you want. All your choice." He wiggled his eyebrows at her.

Admittedly, Barbara was tempted, but she let out an indulgent sigh.

"Fine. I'll set up notifications to alert me if anything that needs to get scrub gets posted." She quickly type out a few things on to the computer, having it connected to her phone before Dick whisked her off with way too much excitement.

It was a simple notification system. One that would alert her if anyone's vigilantes identities were mentioned in the media. Unfortunately, it wasn't set up to alert her if anyone's civilian identities were mentioned. That included the family's only civilian member as well.

And, a lot can happen in two hours with the power of the internet and a very interesting topic.

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You were having a good day. A very nice day. You had gone out into the world, enjoying the sights and sounds of a mid-morning Gotham. Ignoring the wailing sirens in the distance, by now you had grown used to it.

Dick, Babs, and Alfred where in the manor doing either Bat stuff or sleeping. Damian was visiting Jon. Duke was on patrol. Cass was at dance practice. Bruce was at the Watchtower. Tim was at the Wayne office. Stephanie was your chaperone (stalker) of the day. And, Jason was fuck who knows where.

A peaceful, calm day.

Until you got a Twitter notification and you realized...

"Oh, that's not good. That is really not good." You mutter, watching as the internet burns while you drink your coffee. Not like you could do much else. You still sent a quick text to Conner, just to prepare him while you mentally packed.

You warned him when he suggested filming the two of you making love in the Wayne manor parlor right in front of the fireplace.

You had suggested you’d both go to the mountains and fuck in the wild, but he just had to be kinky and want to do it in the manor. Better lighting he said.

If it wasn’t for the fact that it had been your anniversary and he had pulled out all the stops, you would’ve said no. (It doesn’t matter that he had you literally crying from the pleasure when the two of you had finally finished filming. Nope. Not at all.)

However, that mountain sex might still be on the table. You didn't want to be around when the rest of the family saw that video, so a remote location in the mountains sounded like a decent idea. You’d been wanting to runaway from the manor for a while anyway.

“Hey, Steph, hand me your phone real quick…” Best to probably by yourself some time.

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Conner had a tendency to mute his notification on all his socials. Not that he didn't look at what people tagged him in or mentioned him in. He just find it easier to manage.

So when he got a text from you saying to check Twitter, he was a bit puzzled. But, he figured you had seen him tagged in something funny and wanted him to see it too.

Only for the record in his head to scratch when he realized what he had been tagged in.

"SHIT! Shit, shit, shit, shit." Could he get off planet fast enough? This was bad. Not the video. That was good. He may have thrown extra fuel on the fire by liking it and retweeting it on to his official account, but, damn it, was he proud of that. Probably shouldn’t have hired that rando to edit it for him though.

But, yeah, he was about to possibly be the only man ever murdered in cold blood by Batman. It was one thing to fuck his civilian daughter, but filming it in the man’s own home? Yeah, the kryptonite was definitely coming out and getting stabbed into his skull.

"JON! Distract Damian!" Conner yelled out before taking off, knowing that Jon's super hearing would pick up it up. Best get to Gotham and grab you before Batman came after his ass.

There was a nice planet a few solar systems over that you two could have some fun on. Maybe if he was lucky, you could visit that spot in front of the fireplace on last time. He doubted the two of you would get another chance to do it there again.

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Jason had actually been at Roy’s that day, having finished some Outlaw business from the night before. Only to be interrupted when Roy suddenly choked on his drink and sprayed it all over him from across the table. Soaking Jason and the papers on said table.

“What the fuck?” He muttered in disgust whipping the dripping liquid off him.

Roy, however, was still choking. Wheezing as he clutched his phone like it was the most precious thing in existence.

“Nothing! Nothing!” Instantly, Roy was trying to back the video up the Cloud and his back up phone. He’s paid for porn with less quality than this and he was not wasting this opportunity before it was scrubbed from the internet.

“Let me see that.” Jason pushed the table and slammed it into Roy’s gut, causing the phone to clatter on to it. A video silently playing on the screen.

A video of two people in a fancy parlor. Doing very intimate things.

Two people Jason knew. In a fancy parlor that Jason knew.

A parlor that Jason had literally sat in three days ago watching the fire in the exact same fireplace.

“Did you fucking save this, asshole?”

“Dude, that is ART!”

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Back in the BatCave Alfred had come down to tidy up after resting a bit only to look at the screen in horror. Despite his many skills, socially media escaped him at times.

However he did manage to learn one thing…

“That was what was on my bloody carpet?!”

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Tim had been in his office, going over a couple charts when his secretary burst into the room. Stumbling and falling on the floor panting. One of her heels broken.

Normally she was a serious and composed woman, not tolerating any nonsense from him. So this behavior was unexpected and worrisome.

Tim rushed to stand up at help her when she suddenly blurted out, “Leaked sex tape!”

That made him panic. Before confusion hit him.

“Wait, did I film on of those? I don’t remember filming one of those-“

“Your sister! Superboy! PR is going fucking nuts and getting calls. Share prices are fucking increasing because of this!”

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The Justice League Watchtower was in a meeting. Quite a long one judging by the way most of it’s members sitting around the table seemed to be drifting off or subtly scrolling their phones.

Oliver Queen, Green Arrow was one of those people scrolling. Checking over twitter, catching up on the latest gossip. Only to nearly fucking scream in the middle of the meeting when he realized what Superboy had shared on his official account.

Forget man of steel, the kid has damn balls of steel.

Worst yet, the video had been posted for over an hour. A full hour. Almost two. There was no way that was going to be getting scrubbed and forgotten. He’d bet it was in a military archive already with a team of scientist documenting the half-Kryptonian’s dick size right now.

It was an impressively long video. One that Oliver was sorely tempted to watch. But, he didn’t because he knew Batman would actually rearrange his face if he did. Like fist and plastic surgery rearrange it.

So, when he heard Batman’s voice ring out in the meeting, he broke his phone in half to hide the evidence of his discovery.

Only, Batman hadn’t been calling for his attention. He was calling for Booster Gold’s.

“Booster, focus on the meeting. Put that away—“

It was amusing to see Booster get caught with his phone out watching him scramble to shut it off in a panic. Only for it to fall to the ground.

And, the sound to turn on at full volume.

Moans to fill the silent void of the room.

Oliver could only look on in horror when he realized just what Booster had been watching, during a Justice League meeting, and across the table from Batman himself.

“Conner, please, p-please, stop teasing.”

“No, I don’t think I will. You look so pretty like this. All nice and—“

No one moved. Not as they watched Batman literally work through every emotion under that cowl of his and Superman’s face went as white as it possibly could, anguish washing over both their faces when they realized who was in the video booster was watching.

Diana was the only one that stood up and moved to pick up the phone. Everyone held their breaths when she slowly looked down at the screen.

“Quite impressive. You both must be proud.” She said with a slight hum.

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A/N: I apologize so much for this, but I just was cackling the entire time I came up with this and wrote it. Forgive me y’all! 🙏🏻

A/N: All the Twitter stuff was randomly generated and picked! I’m not good with it, but I added it for giggles!

#yandere batfam #yandere batfamily #batfam x reader #batfamily x reader #yandere dc #yandere batfam x reader #yandere batfamily x reader #anon ask #batfam #batfamily #yandere conner kent x reader #conner kent x reader #yandere conner kent #conner kent #the tape

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🕷️Just Another Neglected Story🕷️

[previous] - Part 4.1 - [next]

Any names that you find familiar, in this part, were taken (with permission) from the fanart made by @the-broken-truth, while some changes like description of what's happening were made by me then modified by my beta reader, my bbg, Jamie.

tw: Joker, angst/no comfort, small description of injuries, small description/mention of a panic attack (I am unsure if it was that, please tell me if I am wrong).

Weeks passed with you still being Spider and a 'normal' teenager at the same time. But some changes and new things happened in these weeks.

You got visited by Superman almost daily, or nightly since he always visited when you were patrolling at night. You never questioned how he knew where to find you, you didn't want to think about it and just let him follow you during your nightly patrols.

He also helped you train while using all of your strength because you usually held back in fear of hurting people, so his tips helped a lot considering that he also had the same problem before.

Furthermore, now that you started to help with small problems around Gotham, like small thefts and gang problems, those problems started to slowly stop, giving you more time to train with Superman and help around the community.

You still didn't join the Bats or even the Justice League whenever Superman tried to propose it, you just didn't want to fight big shots like Joker or other super villains.

You liked doing small things and loved seeing the change it brought from you helping.

Just defeating super villains won't reward you with a pie from the nice old lady after helping her move her things in the apartment and give her groceries if she can't go to the supermarket, or getting drawings of little kids after you help them go home safely.

You also scored candies whenever the moms had them, which made you incredibly happy because they always had the candies you loved.

So you were happy, especially since Alfred never mentioned your breakdown after that night and kept on the usual routine of leaving your food on the desk in your room so you wouldn't have to come down to the kitchen.

You did notice him acting a bit weird but you pushed those thoughts aside since you didn't really notice anything weird happening around the Manor so you thought he was just nervous for something Bruce did.

You gave him too much trust and sooner than later you will regret doing that.

But something did change around the Manor, you just didn't notice because you started to walk on the ceiling, without shoes or Alfred would kill you, to avoid annoying encounters with anyone in the house, even if listening to music while on the ceiling was a bit difficult but you’re managing.

Well, Alfred knew that if he walked to Bruce and told him about you and what you felt he would've been ignored, especially since Bruce barely remembers that you even exist in the Manor and that you're a member of the family.

And even if Bruce did remember that you exist he would be annoyed, especially since he clearly hated your mother and was only paying the child support because he had to, especially since your mother threatened to take him to court if he wouldn't pay when he first got the news.

Talking to any of the batkids would've also been useless, because he also knew that no one in the Manor remembers you, especially now that you could walk on walls no one could even see you.

He couldn't count how many times he almost got a heart attack whenever he could see you on the ceiling, just hanging out or doing your homework, even though he still didn't understand how you could work without gravity making everything fall.

So he decided to do it in small steps, starting with leaving photos of you around the house in places where everyone sees them.

He put almost every picture that he owns of you, like you at a dance recital as the lead dancer or you at a science fair to which you won first place with an invention of yours.

One thing Alfred knew by putting your photos was that every person would notice how in all your photos you were alone and how your face never showed any emotion.

He knew it was small but he couldn't wait anymore, he needed to take action now or before you decided to leave for the Kent family, he couldn't let you go after he heard you talk about Clark and Conner while he made food in the kitchen.

He just hoped it wasn't too late for you, especially with your break down. He hoped you could still let someone in after all these years of being alone.

He did try his best but he was only a butler and he couldn't change someone's view of another person if that view was filled with hatred.

And you never noticed thanks to your walking on the ceiling or walls, moreover, you couldn't care less if they actually noticed you now. You were finally moving on and having a new start thanks to Spider.

But now it's not the time to think of Alfred's attempt of getting you acknowledged by the family, you were getting busier thanks to all the work as Spider, school and also dance classes.

You also kept on using yourself as a test subject, just to check the process of the spider DNA that's now in your DNA and seeing if anything changed or you had some mysterious new powers, taking videos to record the process of your evolution with the now Spider DNA in your body.

One thing you acquired after a while was invisibility, or camouflage as you called it since invisibility sounded magical and you didn't want it to sound like you were a kid.

How you found out you could use it was not a good experience.

You were in the kitchen with Alfred, just hanging out with him while he cooked when Damian suddenly entered the room to ask Alfred for some food for a new pet that he adopted.

In your panic at the sheer thought of Damian seeing you and hurting you like he did in the past made you freeze up, squeezing your eyes shut in hopes that he would just disappear from existence. Praying to every god you could recall that Damian wouldn't find you, you tried to not breathe too loudly so he wouldn’t hear you.

After a few minutes of paranoia passed and you didn't hear anything around you, you slowly opened your eyes and saw Damian still waiting for Alfred to give him the food for a cat he adopted and completely ignoring you.

You were still scared he would see you so you stayed silent and waited patiently, albeit apprehensively, for him to go away before actually making a sound, which was a loud sigh of restrained relief as air poured back into your lungs. Somehow you hadn't noticed that you'd been holding your breath the whole time. Strange.

You slowly got down from the counter you were sitting on and walked up to Alfred, confused as to why the old man wasn't looking at you and instead was looking at the ceiling before softly calling out his name.

You got even more confused and slightly worried when he got scared since you were standing right in front of him but he, for some reason, couldn't see you.

After a bit of Alfred trying to explain that he couldn't actually see you and you not understanding why, you finally managed to make yourself visible.

You quickly went to work at the corporation to take a few tests to see what happened and didn't see anything with those tests but after a few days of trying to understand what happened and how you could make it happen again, you managed to go invisible on command.

It took a bit but you managed to do it, which got extremely useful to sneak into the kitchen when you need to get some snacks in the middle of the night so that Alfred doesn't catch you on the wall eating chips at 3 am.

Plus thanks to that time you found out that your eyes glow in the dark, which was a bit weird since the spider that bit you wasn't a bioluminescent one but you figured it was your own DNA that changed some things.

In the time following that discovery and training with Clark, you slowly started to join him in solo missions for the Justice League, but made sure to tell him that you didn't want to partner up with another person except him.

And you made sure that he knew you weren't an official member of the Justice League or of the Young Justice League, you just joined him so you wouldn't get rusty since Gotham is still filled with crime but fighting with teens or men who just swing a crowbar or knife is not really challenging.

You didn't want anyone except Clark to join those solo missions, not because you were scared of hurting another person since you learned to control your strength thanks to him and got pretty good with your spider senses.

You just hated being around people you didn't know or trust, especially if they were a member of the Wayne family, you absolutely detested them.

You refused to look at them and especially talk to them even though you had the voice modulator.

One of the many reasons you used the voice modulator was to not get recognised but also because you hated your own voice and the voice modulator helped when talking to lost kids or just kids in general.

You never told anyone why you hate your voice, you just refused to talk one day and learned asl to communicate with people and also used notes if people didn't know asl.

The mask was like a hearing aid, it changed your voice and helped you use it more so you could talk sometimes.

As time passed, the birdies (basically all of Bruce's kids, you just called them all bird to show how much you didn't care about them) kept on trying to talk to you and showing up where you were when you were patrolling.

You had a list of most annoying to less annoying since you couldn't really do much about them, especially since Clark forbade you to throw another one of them off a roof if they got too close to your liking or just breathed wrong.

They never sustained grave injuries since you always threw them to another building or a dumpster, or to Superman if he was around.

Most of the time in a dumpster to make yourself smile since you would take a photo then swing away before they could do anything, but they started to pose whenever you would take a photo, making you annoyed and ruining your fun.

The most annoying was Dick, with how persistent he was even if he was stuck on a wall thanks to your webs when he got too close or made you uncomfortable by continuing to call you nicknames that he would use with Damian and Tim.

You hated how he would just laugh and call you his little sibling, especially since he would never call you that if you didn't have a mask on and you felt that it was unfair that he suddenly cared about you just because of the mask.

It made you feel like you were getting ignored and forgotten once again but this time to a version of you that he likes while the one behind the mask is always getting ignored.

Just like at the Manor, the real you will never be appreciated and accepted with love.

The second most annoying in the list is Tim, it was gonna be Damian but Tim took second place with how creepy he is around you and how he knows too much of what you do.

Like, you knew he's the one who knows everything about every hero and villain since you saw him work on the bat-computer while you were stealing a few grappling hooks for your web shooters since they broke. (You were invisible and you got lucky that Cassandra wasn't there or she would've found you immediately.)

But seeing him open a folder and watching how many videos and photos he has of you in the bat-computer, like when you were fighting some gang members or when you were helping some nice old lady crossing the street.

If anyone else showed you their collection of you doing badass or just normal stuff while you were a vigilante then you would've felt impressed and very honored because you never thought someone would actually go out their way to be a fan of you.

But seeing Tim, someone you still had some respect for, having so many files, especially from when you first started and hit so many walls while swinging around made you weirded out and somehow violated, especially with how concentrated he was while staring at the videos.

Seeing that folder and all the information he had on you made you lose all the respect you still had for the boy.

Another thing he did was that, whenever you met him while patrolling or eating a few hot dogs with your favorite guy, he would always talk of things you did like he was there and creeped you out so much that you had to restrain yourself from throwing him off a roof or wherever you two were.

Most of the time you just tased him and went your way, paying the hotdog guy a little extra so he wouldn't stop selling you hot dogs.

You're also starting to think that hot dog guy is using you for the tips since you always tip him 50$ or more to stay silent and let you grab more hot dogs from him.

Third annoying but still so annoying that you want to punch his face is Damian. Mostly because he treats you like you're his older sibling.

Like he respects you and looks up to you. But you knew it was because of the mask since you also knew that if you ever took off the mask in front of him he would try to kill you.

You have to be supervised by Clark and even Jon since your only solution to get rid of Damian when he’s around you is throwing him off a roof without worrying about not using your super strength.

You hated the kid and didn't really hide it but he never said anything about it since he thought you two were bonding and you acting like you hate him is normal.

You wanted to tase him when he dared to call you his older sibling in Arabic, hating the look on his face that had so much adoration and admiration for you since it actually made him look like a normal teen.

(You learned some Arabic to get close to Damian when you found out where he was from when you were young)

Like he didn't create so many scars on your arms and legs with his sword and those batarangs. Like he didn’t make you so afraid of the Manor that Alfred had to assure you that he wouldn’t hurt you or you would get a panic attack by getting near the Manor.

Least annoying but still annoying is Jason Todd. You hate that mask he wears because you can't see his face and know what he’s really thinking about, and especially how he acts like you two are two old friends who meet up everyday.

You hate how he pats you on the head when you're distracted, since the spider sense doesn't really deem him a threat for you, and manages to evade your attempts to kick him away or throw him off a roof, laughing whenever you try to do so.

Like you two were just playing and you weren't angry at him and wanting to throw something at him but couldn't.

So your one solution was ignoring him and walking to the side of the building so he wouldn't reach you since he couldn't walk on walls like you.

Which did make you smug whenever he complained about it on the roof of the same building, finding it funny when he acted all offended when he understood you were smug by how you were acting even if your mask didn’t show your face.

Yea you and Jason did get along sometimes, most of the time if you were having a nice day and if he was the first one you would meet of the birds.

You had a decent relationship with Jason, yes you did have fun sometimes but you wouldn't call him a friend or even your brother.

Plus you never forgot about the years he would ignore you and especially when he punched you in the eye and didn't even apologize decently.

Or how he would complain about how terrible of a father Bruce is, or how annoying Dick is to anyone else while you would just stand there, completely ignored since he was probably talking to someone else or to himself.

And acted like he was the only one who's life was 'ruined' when Bruce got in his life when he's still loved even after everything he's done.

Even though he's still remembered every Christmas and given big gifts that means that the person who bought them thought of him, and birthday while no one even remembered you had a birthday and you always celebrated it with a cupcake or some friends.

So you preferred to ignore him or you would punch his skull if he tried to complain one more time about Batman and his death.

Not like Cassandra, Duke and Stephanie were any better.

Cassandra was annoying because of how silent she was. You always managed to see her but you knew she wanted you to see her.

Plus, 'hanging out' with her was just you doing your usual stuff while she followed since you couldn't push her away like the others.

And fighting wasn't in the option since she could kick your ass with just a hand and without moving, so you just ignored her, even though your spider sense was always going crazy when she was around since she was a walking threat.

Even five minutes with her would give you the worst headaches that you had to ask her to stand very far or you wouldn't be able to even walk around without wanting to puke.

You hated her because she was taken in by Bruce like you but instead of being hated because of her upbringing, she got accepted with open arms and he always loved her.

What did she have that you didn't?! Why does she get all the attention and love you always wished for while you're getting forgotten and hated?!

You saw her getting accepted, getting all the love you always wished for, seeing your father going to her dance recitals while he didn't even bother to even acknowledge that you do the same sport as her but in a different and smaller dance studio since you couldn't afford to go to the one Cassandra goes because of how expensive even one lesson was.

Stephanie was another person you hated. You knew of her past, you used the bat-computer whenever no one was in the batcave when you managed to control the invisibility.

You knew about what her dad did. You understood her reasoning to become a vigilante. You didn't hate her for her past, god you didn't even care who her father was.

You just hated her because of how loved she was by everyone. She was like Cassandra but once again, all the love was going towards the two and it never even touched you.

You did try to bond with her when you arrived at the Manor but she did look like she wanted to be everywhere but not with you.

Even when you only talked about things you knew she loved, it still wasn't enough for her. She still avoided you and preferred to spend time with either Barbara, Dick or Tim.

And after a bit you gave up and let her live her life without you in her way since she clearly didn't care about you.

The worst part was that everyone prefers Spider than you, since she also keeps trying to hang out with you when you're patrolling or spending time with kids and teens.

Or getting beat during a game of basketball since you sucked at that game and the teens you played with would tease you which made you laugh since you liked spending time with people the same age as you.

But it would be ruined when she would show up, wanting to play too even though she would just play with you and make it obvious she wanted to make you win.

Which ruined the game entirely for you and always made you leave after a bit with the excuse of being busy as a vigilante, which made the teens and also Stephanie confused.

Duke was the only one of them that you knew tried to hang out with you when you weren't Spider. That's why he was one of the ones you hang out with most if he came to see you while you were patrolling.

He came when you were almost 15, you didn't remember how old you were but you knew he was one of the ones who actually paid attention to you.

But after a while, all his duties as Signal, as a high schooler and as one of Bruce's kids made him too busy for him to spend time with you, to which he explained whenever he was late for something you two planned to do.

And you understood, you cheered for him from the back and always smiled at him whenever he was with you as Signal, even if he couldn't see it. And he did tell you the best places to get food during patrols so you liked him for that, but you remained loyal to the hot dog guy.

But then there was Bruce, acting like he was the savior from his kids that kept annoying you even though he wasn't any better than any of his kids, he was one of the worst in terms of how annoying he was.

He was starting to compete with Dick for the first spot on your list, which you didn't like since you just wanted to be alone, or with Duke and Jason.

Like he would keep on calling you kid and other nicknames you heard him give to his sons over the years, which made you sick because it reminded you of when you were little and that your biggest wish was to also get a nickname like your brothers and sisters and spend time with him as your father even if he never paid any actual attention to you.

But what you hated most was how he always smiled softly at you, even when you tried to kick him away and he would just grab your ankle like it was nothing, like you were his favorite child. Like he didn't tell you that he would never be a father to you when you gave him a father's day card when you were 12 and trying to bond with him.

Looking at you with so much love and adoration, making you disgusted since he was the same man who once looked at you with disgust and hatred just for entering his office because you needed his signature for something.

The same man who clearly told you to not expect him to treat you like his child since you weren't. You were just an annoying kid who had to come to his house since no one else wanted to take you in.

You wanted to puke whenever he looked with love, refusing to forget about everything he did just because you were a child of someone he hated.

You understood why Bruce hated your mother, you couldn't force everyone to like what you like, but you still didn't understand why he had to ruin your life by keeping you with him.

He could have sent you to a foster home, he could have sent you to boarding school all your life so he could never see the face of the one he hates. But he didn't.

No, he decided to accept you in his home and ruined your life, making you miserable by keeping you there and then basically neglecting you and forgetting you even exist.

You wanted to puke whenever he looked at you with love when you were Spider, you had to take so many showers and had to scrub your skin so hard it turned red by how hard you tried to wash away his touch whenever he managed to actually touch you on either the shoulders or head.

You found comfort in Clark since he never forced you to interact with the Robins and Batman and understood why you hated them since you explained to him who you were but didn't tell him everything.

He did annoy you whenever he tried to suggest you to come with him to Metropolis even after you explained that you couldn't just move to another city right in the middle of the school year.

Moreover you were still a minor and you would need Bruce's consent, which you refused to ask since you refused to acknowledge that he was supposed to be your legal guardian.

Plus you always had fun with his kids when they were around since they would throw you in the air and catch you, making you laugh like crazy since their throw was like making you fly for like 2 minutes before catching you.

Conner was more fun to be around because he understood what you were going through since he also had problems with Superman when the kryptonian refused to accept the clone as his son.

Plus he always made the best jokes and made you laugh whenever you would have a bad day after seeing your legal guardian and his kids having a fun outing together while you were at the Manor since they didn't even remember you existed.

Or when you had a bad dance practice and almost destroyed your pointe shoes with your strength because you thought you weren't good enough to be a ballet dancer which spiraled to thinking that because of you not being good at dancing then you weren't good enough to be recognised by your legal guardian and his family.

He was more like an older brother than Dick, Jason and Tim ever were for you. And you didn't even care, you loved him as a brother and loved hanging out with him.

Jon was nice but he was also friends with Damian and you didn't really spend that much time with him because of that. You were scared Damian would be with him and you didn't want to see the evil spawn.

But the times you did hang out with him were nice, he always brought cake that his grandparents made and shared it with you while you listened to him talk about whatever he wanted.

He was fun and very nice but you weren't used to hanging around a small teen who actually wanted to be with you and actively seeked you out for your attention.

You were more used to a small teen who would glare at you and attack you if you dared do anything, even just breathing in his direction, the scars on your arms and back proved that.

But you never said anything to Jon about what his best friend did to you, you didn't want Jon to feel like he had to choose between two sides.

And you knew he would choose Damian's side, no one ever chose your side. You knew no one would even dare to be by your side.

Well after a while of going to missions with Clark and him letting you do most of the work as training with his close by to make sure you wouldn't get hurt, you were finally going on a relatively simple mission with Conner and unfortunately with Jason.

You knew Conner didn't want him there but he probably got Batman to convince Clark and him, so you didn't say anything to him about Jason being there and just stayed by his side while you were in the small ship.

The whole ride was spent in silence, only stopped whenever Conner would check the coordinates or by the sound of you fixing the web shooters to make sure they wouldn't go haywire when you were fighting.

You finally landed in the spot where you were supposed to start your mission, near the villain's lair, if you could call it that since it was an unused bunker a group of cultists found and are now living there, which made you get down eagerly since you wanted to finally do a mission without Clark's supervision.

But your excitement immediately died when you saw Stephanie waiting for you there, making you let out a loud string of curses.

And yes, you did ignore the message on your phone from Clark that said 'language' and just walked past Stephanie and Jason, just wanting to get the mission done and go home with Conner.

Plus he did promise you his grandmother's best pie if you finished the mission and you could not pass up the opportunity of getting another slice of that delicious pie.

As you walked up to the lair with Conner, you patted him on the back before standing in front of the door as Stephanie tried to open it by picking the lock. You waited exactly 10 seconds for Stephanie to unlock the door before pushing her away, kicking the door down with your strength since she was taking too long for your liking.

You didn't even care if they were watching, you just glared at them all in silence for a few seconds before they were able to hear you say.

"Stay here and you two don't follow me, Conner don't try anything or I will tell Clark"

Then, right in front of them you became invisible before walking off, the only sound they could hear were of your sneakers walking down the metallic stairs.

(Switch Pov to Stephanie)

Stephanie knew she wasn't the best person. She knew of her father's evil doings and she knew she wasn't the best Robin or the best vigilante.

But when she saw Spider, she thought that they were perfect. They were always helping people and never too busy for everyone.

She, at first, didn't even know who Spider is because of how busy she was with her life and her vigilante job. But when she saw Tim researching them, she was amazed.

She knew there were other vigilantes in the city, it was a big city but she didn't know about a vigilante who didn't fight big villains like the others.

She saw Spider helping old ladies, stopping small gangs from forming by helping the teens and just being an image for the people to rely on.

She knew Bruce stopped high grade villains like Joker or others but Spider, Spider was different.

They didn't fight Joker, no they just fought the criminals who would bother people that couldn't do anything to stop them.

She admired the vigilante and wanted to be friends with them, maybe one day she could convince them to join her and her family at the Manor.

But what she didn't understand even though she craved to know was why they hated her. Why they hated her and the rest of her family.

She tried so much, she craved their validation so much that she trained so hard and tried so many times to interact with them.

But she would keep on getting ignored or she wouldn't be able to follow them by the speed of them swinging or when they walk on walls to avoid her.

She cried so many nights at the thought of her idol, the one person she wanted, no craved validation would hate her so much when she can't even remember or know why they hate her so much.

But when she heard of Jason joining Spider for their first mission, she was so jealous that she used the bat-computer to check where Spider's mission was supposed to be and followed them in another ship.

She wanted to show to her idol how brave she was, so maybe they will praise her and laugh like when they're with Conner, Clark and Jon.

Plus she wanted to wipe Jason's smirk off his face since he kept on bragging about going to a mission with Spider for days and how he was the favorite since compared to the rest of them, he was the one who Spider stayed the longest before leaving or throwing him off the roof.

But all her excitement and hope died the minute she heard Spider curse when they saw her, her head slowly lowering as she tried not to cry.

And when Spider told them to stay there, god she wanted to protest but strangely Jason held her back and just told her to hack in the security system to watch Spider with the cameras.

She didn't understand why she couldn't follow Spider to help them but did as Jason told her to, watching all the cameras with him and seeing henchmen getting knocked out or tased by Spider even though they weren't visible.

Plus she found it hilarious when a goon got knocked out by a flying metal tray and the others just stood there confused before also getting knocked out by a taser or a punch then getting tied up on a wall or floor.

As she watched the security feed, she noticed that Spider entered the boss's sanctuary, filled with small and useless artifacts that the Justice League used to trace the villain so they could capture him and stop him before he tried to grow his cult or summon some demon.

She kept watching and trying to find a camera inside the sanctuary, starting to get annoyed and also panicking a little because if she couldn't see anything in the sanctuary then she couldn't call for backup if something went wrong, especially by how far Spider was, and even if they were going to help them, it would take too long.

She kept on switching cameras and trying to hack into anything that was electronic, getting more frustrated as time passed since she could see the villain approaching the sanctuary with someone next to him, making her confused since he wasn't supposed to have partners that helped him.

She managed to switch a camera in time to see Joker next to the villain, the blood in her face draining as she stared at the clown on her screen in silence, her eyes wide like bugs and no sound could be heard from all three of the teens.

She went back to where Spider was and noticed a camera was on, to which Stephanie immediately tried to warn them by moving the camera a bit but it was too late and both villains entered the sanctuary and closed the door so Spider wouldn't be able to leave without getting noticed by the cultist and the clown.

She watched the feed without moving any part of her body in terror that if she even moved then the two villains would notice Spider and do something horrible to them.

She gasped when she saw Joker suddenly pulling out a gun and pointing it at where Spider was supposed to be, not managing to hear what he was saying since the cameras were old and didn't register any sounds, plus his psycho-smile made it difficult for her to read his lips so she couldn't even use that to her advantage.

As Stephanie kept watching, not noticing that she was holding her breath by how focused she was on Joker then cursed loudly when she saw the screen turn black, throwing the tablet in anger as she got up, making signs for Jason and Conner to follow as she ran into the lair.

She quickly jumped over any henchmen on the ground, needing to get to Spider immediately and save them.

She had to help. She had to stop that psychopath from hurting them. She needed to protect them.

As she ran, her vision was starting to get blurry by the tears threatening to fall as she ran. As she ran, she suddenly got blocked by the metal door that was blocking her from saving Spider.

She immediately called Conner, wanting to use his strength to open the door but unfortunately he couldn't even throw a decent punch that could leave a dent on it.

Even after a few tries Conner didn't do anything so she started to try to open it by using the panel next to the door, her frustration already growing by how useless he was.

So Stephanie sent Conner outside to call Superman and Batman while she and Jason tried to open the door as they waited for the two heroes to arrive.

As the three of them waited for Batman and Superman to come, Jason and Stephanie saw something coming out the door that made their blood cold.

Some form of gas kept on coming out the door and the only thing they were able to hear were some noises of something or someone getting hit and coughing.

Stephanie did smell the gas, trying to pinpoint what the gas was but she couldn't recognise it since the only thing she could detect was that it had a sweet smell, which was nothing like all the gasses she ever smelled before.

The only thing she knew is that the gas wasn't the usual gas Joker uses on his victims since she wasn't laughing or having a maniacal smile but she still couldn't pinpoint what the gas was.

Stephanie stayed silent, trying not to show how terrified she was while Jason was trying to kick down the door while yelling curses directed at Joker.

Conner was outside the lair to use the ship and communicate with Batman and Superman, knowing they were both on different missions and he couldn't fly to both of them to ask for help, especially since he found out that he couldn't even fly, making him even more desperate for them to come.

As they waited Stephanie tried to make Jason stop punching the door when she saw his knuckles bleed, not wanting another one of her siblings get hurt because of her incompetence before looking at the door.

The blood drained from her face, her knees giving up on her and making her fall to the ground as she heard a scream, the cold metal floor the only thing she could feel at the moment.

She knew the scream couldn't be of Joker. He heard him yell before and this scream wasn't his. She hoped for every god as she tried to hack the panel of the door, even though she already tried before, with a bit of difficulty, her vision starting to blur as tears started to fall and her hands trembling as she was trying to ignore the multiple screams she kept hearing.

She couldn't let Spider get hurt, she should've been there to help them. They didn't deserve the pain and hurt she and almost all of the Robins went through because of Joker.

She stopped when she felt a familiar hand on her shoulder, the realization that she was just messing up the wires and making it even more difficult for the door to be opened when she looked at her hands tangled in between the wires.

She looked up at the man and visibly relaxed, completely giving out on the floor as Jason helped her by cutting the wires tangled in her hands while Batman examined what was happening as Conner explained what he knew, Superman next to him and waiting for Batman to give orders since he knew that if he acted irrationally then Spider would be in danger.

(Switch to Bruce's POV)

Bruce knew he wasn't a good person and a hero like Clark and Diana, that's why he called himself a vigilante since heroes save people and stop criminals but he couldn't save everyone.

Sometimes he was too late and he couldn't save someone innocent that unfortunately crossed ways with a villain or a gang.

Another thing Bruce knew was that he wasn't the best father because he let his kids get hurt by going on patrols with him as a vigilante, not thinking about what could happen to them if they fought someone too strong or if he suddenly decided to make them stop being a vigilante by saying that it was to protect them, which made everyone sneak out to be a vigilante.

He had to bury his children too early because of vigilantism and couldn't help his son when he was being trained by the League of Assassins.

But when he saw Spider for the first time, seeing a child that looked no older than 14, maybe 15, made him think that maybe, maybe he could help this one become the best version of themselves.

And if he was good enough, he could be a father again and get another child saved from the darkness and evil that surrounds Gotham.

Even if the only evil Spider saw was him and his family.

One thing he hated was that he couldn't understand why Spider absolutely loathed him and everyone of the vigilantes who live or have lived under his roof.

He couldn't understand why and even after checking every mission he ever did that included helping kids/teens in Gotham, nothing gave him a lead as to why Spider hated him.

And the worst thing was that Spider decided, out of all the heroes and vigilantes in the world, and especially in the Justice League, to trust and get close to Clark.

To Clark! His enemy! He was supposed to be the one teaching Spider to control their strength! He was supposed to be the one laughing with them while eating hot dogs and sharing funny stories of stupid people they say during patrol.

(He knows about it thanks to a small camera he put on Clark’s costume after he found out that he and Spider got close)

He didn't trust letting them go on a mission even if Clark told him that they could and that they were ready.

He thought it was too early and that they weren't trained to fight villains like he and the others fight everyday, especially with Conner since he wasn't perfectly trained so he managed to convince Clark, with much manipulation and guilt tripping, to let Jason come with them if there was trouble.

He didn't know Stephanie would also be there, especially since he didn't talk about it in the batcave about the mission but he already guessed that Jason bragged about going so she also went to also see her idol, knowing about her obsession with Spider to which he didn't say anything but encourage it with his own obsession towards the arachnid vigilante.

Not that he minded, two of his kids were better than none and Spider needed all the protection necessary even if the mission was one of the easiest possible. Especially since he chose it as a way to make sure Spider wouldn't be in actual danger.

But the moment he got a message from Conner explaining that Spider was in danger because of Joker, someone who wasn't supposed to be there in the first place, made his world crumble as he ran to where his jet was, needing to get there as soon as possible.

He couldn't let another person, no he couldn't let Spider get hurt or worse, killed, by the clown bastard.

He needed to save them, he needed to stop that fucking clown and he couldn't let Clark beat him to it. He knew that if he was the first one to save them, to help them then they would trust him more.

He couldn't lose that huge advantage to Clark or it would be impossible to even be able to get Spider to trust him or any of his kids. Which was already difficult but he saw them being more comfortable with Duke and Jason.

He arrived almost 3 seconds before Clark did, even though the kryptonian made his presence known since he made a crater at his landing and looked extremely infuriated as he walked towards Conner.

Bruce was already next to the boy and listening to his explanation on what happened, his usual frown that always made him seem annoyed with everything since he didn't want to show that he was scared.

He listened to superboy as he explained what happened in detail as they walked in the lair, a small smile appearing on his face whenever he saw henchmen and cultists knocked out and all tied up in Spider's web.

As they walked he noticed Conner and Clark weren't flying even if the space was big enough for them to even float, so he approached the boy, knowing it couldn't be Clark since the kryptonian was flying just two seconds ago, to see if he had anything on him and saw a familiar glowing green stuck to the boy's shirt.

He quickly grabbed it and put it in a container to block its effect since he knew it was kryptonite, the result showing on both kryptonians because they now could fly again.

He showed the container containing the kryptonite when both Supers looked at him "it was on Superboy's shirt, not sure who put it on him" he explained, now confused but especially enraged to who dared to interfere with the mission and put Spider in danger.

When they arrived at the door he saw something that made him frown more but also worried. He saw Stephanie continuing to tangle her hands in the wires of the panel next to the door, probably trying to open it but he saw her shaking and sobbing, making him understand that the girl was too focused on trying to save the vigilante inside the room that she couldn't focus on the task she was doing.

He then turned to Jason and saw him kicking the door and punching it, small dents on it to show how much strength he was putting in it and his bloody knuckles showing for how long he was doing that.

Bruce quickly checked on Stephanie and Jason before telling Superman to get rid of the door, the silence around them being too suspicious and dangerous since almost 2 minutes before they arrived both Stephanie, Conner and Jason could hear screaming from inside the room.

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thewritingfairy · 1 day ago

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↪ 02. A future as poisonous as a snake bite or as bright as the nearest star?

PREV PART Trigger warnings: talk about medical issues, past neglect, internalised ableism, mentioned passed character death, Reader's internal voice being a bitch, the narrator being petty to an extent, please tell me if I missed any warnings! main m.list series m.list

Sometimes Bruce wonders where it all has gone wrong, he wonders why you left. Why you gave penguin information about your mother, why you let that man play with him as Bruce Wayne. It makes him wonder if you know who he is, it makes him wonder if that’s why you’re still of the grid. He wonders if he can still recognise your face, or has he forgotten it as he has forgotten your mother’s face?

He wonders if Clark knows more than he has let on, if he knows what his family and him have done to you.For his eyes no longer look at him like he used to, for his eyes have never looked more disappointed then when they announced (Name) was missing to Gotham.

For they had to use their high school graduation picture, and they didn’t have any recent pictures of you besides that one. The worst part? Your home-room teacher had taken it.

Gotham now knows one of his worse sides, articles flood the papers about ‘The Wayne’s and their neglect’. At least Damian is out of the crossfire, for he is way too young to understand what they have done wrong. He only recently started deconstructing completely, and the more he grows emotionally the more he wishes to see (name). A request Bruce knows he cannot grant, for when Damian asked Bruce about you he had forgotten who you are.

Why couldn’t you have been louder? Obnoxious so that he could have seen you and hear you. So that he could have know how much you needed him. So that he could have know how much you yearned for his fatherly love.

But your anger had ran out long before you left, all it ever did was hurt you. And when you lashed out Alfred punished you heavily, not that Bruce knows. Gaslighting eventually takes a toll, you know? Sometimes you cannot heal without support, and that’s actually what you don’t have. So do not dare to blame child Bruce.

For this is your own fault, your children equally to blame. For their apathy is righteous.

Yet Bruce would have preferred anger instead of this, he would take shouting and cursing over this. Over you being gone and the police not even doing their best to find you, for Gordon to even fail him.

“You are too closely connected to the Wayne’s,” Gordon had told him when he visited him as Batman. “I cannot share this with you.”

It bothered him to no end, how can you, a civilian, avoid him as if you’re the Joker? Bruce knows you ran, that he shouldn’t go after you. But his children are falling apart, you need to return home. After all, Wayne’s stick together.

But you never were a Wayne now were you? You, who isn’t just a (last name) by heart but also by soul. You, who are a spitting image of your mother. The woman Bruce angered to the point of no return, the woman who ensured Bruce could never lay his greedy hands on you until the day of her death.

A death he indirectly caused, something you will never forgive him for when you find out. Not when he has never been there for you, not when all he can see is your mother when he sees your eyes. Not when he decided it was better to ignore than heal. All of his mixed emotions around your mother and their relationship should have never been projected on you. Yet they were.

So you won’t return, you will never return. At least not without a fight, a fight that you cannot stomach.

But Conner can.

So he will, it’s why he follows you home when you are released from the hospital. It’s why he memorises where your apartment is, it’s why he texts you on your new number with a simple;

‘We can meet up this weekend, if you have time’

You text back quicker than he expects, and when he reads the text a smile appears on his face. ‘Alright, 12.00 by the diner in the middle of Bigville and Smallville.’

‘Shall we make it a date?’

By everything that’s holy Conner Kent will be both your death and salvation. How can you create distance when he’s this charming and kind?

Truly you shouldn’t, not while the Bats are still looking for you. Not while the Penguin still calls you and warns you about the bats and the Wayne’s. Not until your family has given up their futile search, don’t you know? You aren’t truly missing, but you asked GOTHAM PD to not disclose where you are.

And after delivering the file on your family you had? They had no reservations with pretending that they are just incompetent.

Besides the fact that you shouldn’t push Conner away for safety, you also couldn’t. Sure, he would give you space, but he would still monitor you. Not like Tim, do not ever compare him to that unhinged little fuck.

Text him back, don’t you know it’s rude to leave someone on read when they ask something?

Don’t you realise that Conner is silently beating himself up for the fact you haven’t answered him? That he now believes he has screwed up any connection he has to you?

So just close your eyes and daydream about a universe where you can love Conner without your internal voice shouting at you. Dream of a world where you don’t think about the fact that a future with you is nothing but grim.

Then, take a breath and face your fears. Face yourself as you finally text back with a simple;

‘It’s a date, don't make me regret it.’

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fancyfeathers · 6 months ago

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In your yandere!Clark Kent with housewife reader you mentioned he wanted several children, and whenever I read anything with Clark marrying with Reader and having kids I always think Jon should be one of them (but usually authors just make it so Clark and Lois divorced and Reader is just the stepparent😪)

Now let's say in your au Jon is their son, but while he isn't born... You know how when Conner showed up Clark didn't take him in as his son, and more like a cousin, very distant (makes me so angry and sad), so lets say Conner shows up, Clark wants to keep his distance, but Reader INSTANTLY imprints on him and treats him as a mama bear and loves him a lot, despite Clark's distate

LET JON BE HER SON!

But yes they do have quite a lot of kids besides Jon, he is probably the first born, but they probably have five to six biological children and no one will change my mind on this.

I imagine that Clark and his darling moving to Smallville at some point, maybe Ma and Pa passed away so if that happened then Conner would end up being taken in by them cause he is still technically a kid (a clone, but he has the mentally of a teenager). Conner probably meets Clark’s darling at the funeral, he heard about her when Clark called Martha and Jonathan, his beautiful wife… well not technically since they aren’t legally married, but that hardly matters.

Conner is just sitting there on the porch of the house after the funeral and she comes out to sit with him, bringing him something to eat. He talks with her, asking her about her life before where she is now, stuck in the middle of nowhere for the rest of her life.

At first they have a friendly relationship, since he is around she can actually do stuff around the house while Clark is gone because most of everything is tucked away from her, for her own safety of course. But soon and rather quickly their relationship gets stronger, and it becomes clear what they are to one another when Conner calls her mom while helping her in the garden after school one day. Their relationship is parallel to what Clark’s was with his adoptive mother, albeit she wasn’t able to raise him because he was never exactly a baby because he was created, but he is still her son, her baby boy.

Like I am imagining like after some world threatening incident and the moment Conner sees her he immediately runs straight to her, calling out mom or mama with such relief that nothing happened to her and excitement to see her, and he picks her up in a hug like she weighs nothing while Clark just watches.

I think after seeing the clear signs of his wife’s relationship with Conner, Clark opens up more to him, his darling probably also yelled at Clark about it, scolding him like a child. But even then when the dust settles I think she is closer to Conner than any of her other children that she gives birth to, sure Jon is nothing but sweet, but Conner is the child she chose, he is her son just how Clark was Martha’s son.

(Also I was reading this and my mind immediately went to that one tiktok sound/edit song)

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niwaart · 3 months ago

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I'm trying to survive in the academy

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Note: The time here is in the Victorian era, and there are some changes in the original story of Batfam and Superfam.

Y/N was standing in front of the gate of the Academy of the Three Kingdoms. It was known that whoever joined and graduated from it became a great person, and it was rare for someone to graduate from this academy unless the student asked to leave, but no one had ever asked to leave the academy, because everyone knew that the person who tried to leave the academy would be a disgrace to everyone in the kingdom, and that person would live in humiliation for the rest of their life. Y/N was nervous, she didn't want to join the academy in the first place, but her teacher... that traitor told her father about her high level of intelligence, and her father immediately decided to send her to the academy. There is no specific age for those who want to join the academy, Y/N heard from some servants in her palace that the 12-year-old younger son of the Emperor of Gotham had joined the academy, and that the 12-year-old younger son of the Emperor of Metropolis had also joined the academy...

Y/N is now 19 years old. Y/N looked back to find her younger half-sister crying while hugging her father and stepmother... Y/N was disgusted by the sight and took her bag and entered the big gates to the academy. No need to say goodbye to her father and stepmother, it's not like they noticed that she was in the same cart with them, all they cared about was her half-sister, their little star, the two-faced devil. After her father decided to send Y/N to the academy, her half-sister asked her father to enroll her in the academy as well, and he didn't refuse. Y/N sighed, knowing that a lot of drama would ensue because of her half-sister... and all the blame would go to Y/N again..

Y/N headed straight inside the main building to find her room number and room number. As soon as she entered the main building, there was a group of new students, standing in front of the name board to find out which building they would be living in. There are 12 buildings, the first three are all for kings, princes, and heirs to the throne. Buildings 4, 5, 6, and 7 are only for people who want to become knights or soldiers. Buildings 8, 9, and 10 are for those who want to learn magic, and Buildings 11 and 12 are for the commoners... and their specialty is the worst... they learn how to serve the class above them... Y/N feels sad for them, after all, everyone at the academy despises everyone in buildings 11 and 12...

Y/N's dormitory number was 9 as expected, and her room number was 55, so following the signs outside she arrived at building 9 and entered immediately, presenting her papers to the building administrators so they would give her her room key... Of course, they gave her the key after looking at her uneasy... Which was to be expected. Pretty normal for Y/N, after all the rumors that she was torturing her sister and causing trouble were everywhere. The building was quiet which she was grateful for. After climbing three floors Y/N arrived at her new room and opened the door, the room was average, not big... But it was bigger than her room at the mansion so that was good. She arranged her things and claimed the bed before her unknown roommate arrived, Y/N just hoped they would be quiet. After she finished arranging she decided to wait a bit, maybe her roommate would arrive, while she waited Y/N made plans in case her sister decided to cause another problem, worse? Princes get involved in a problem and she gets taken to prison... so Y/N has to come up with a plan to avoid her sister by all means possible. Starting with the princes of Gotham, Dick Grayson from the Kingdom of Gotham is perhaps the most dangerous. He has high powers in the academy, he can expel anyone he wants with a word, so Y/N has to be careful of him. The prince Y/N should avoid after Dick is Damian Wayne, the legitimate son of the Emperor of Gotham, and he is just as dangerous as Dick. According to rumors, he has lived with his mother since birth and has only lived with his father now. It is said that he killed a student inside the academy, and everyone who witnessed the incident disappeared... Y/N shuddered at the thought of that. The one who comes in third place is Jason Todd. Rumors say that there is an ugly mark on the left side of his face that makes everyone who sees it afraid. He got that scar because he fought a dragon, so everyone fears him and is afraid to confront him. It is said that one of the students made fun of his face and now this student is underground being tortured. In fourth place is Tim Drake. Rumor has it that he's a wily scamp, and if he hates someone, he'll make their life hell. He'll ruin that person's reputation and ruin their life, and if their family is upper class, he'll make them lower class... He's said to be very smart and thanks to him, Gotham has managed to acquire a lot of farmland and lands containing valuable minerals. In fifth place comes Conner Kent, the eldest son of Emperor Clark Kent, from the Kingdom of Metropolis. The rumors aren't that bad, but they're still bad. It's said that half the girls at the academy have fallen in love with him because of his good looks and sweet behavior with the girls. This isn't bad, but every new girl who gets close to him ends up with something bad, whether it's a broken leg, a drop in academic grades, or even getting violations. This could make her have a bad reputation and she'll never graduate. All of this happens because of jealousy... because every girl who tries to get close to Conner, another girl will try to push her away by using her power as a noble, whether through bribery or bullying... and that's what Y/N wants to avoid.

In sixth place, Jonathan Kent, he's not dangerous, he hasn't done anything bad and he's nice to everyone... but he's Damian Wayne's best friend, so he's also considered a dangerous person... There are many other princes and princesses but these are the most famous and dangerous princes.

Y/N sighed and closed the book she was writing her notes in. It was written in a language that no one but Y/N understood. She placed it under her bed. From the window, she saw that the sun was about to set and it seemed that her roommate hadn't arrived yet. Maybe she didn't have any roommates... Y/N hoped this good luck would continue until the end of her life. She lay on the bed and fell asleep that night, but that didn't mean her sleep was restful.

Y/N woke up early, why? So she wouldn't meet anyone and explore the place, it was early and the cafeteria was closed, so Y/N was walking around the academy, she found a small park near buildings 11 and 12 that she found beautiful. Y/N tried to find a suitable place to hide from her sister, because she was sure that her room wouldn't be a hiding place forever. The academy was big, and Y/N walked around until she reached building one, where the princes lived... the danger. Y/N tried to study the building, there was a magical barrier around it for protection... something to be expected, according to Y/N's experience the barrier was amazingly strong... she had never seen anything like it before. In the meantime, Y/N was circling the building, amazed by the strength of the barrier, not noticing the person behind her.

“Damn, they’re lucky to have such a strong barrier…” Y/N muttered in admiration.

"Oh you mean the magic barrier? Cool isn't it?" The person behind Y/N spoke up which elicited a loud squeal from Y/N who turned around and looked at the person behind her and from the fear she slapped the person in the face.

"Damn it! What's wrong with-...." Y/N froze in place after seeing the person well... Oh... She's going to die today without a doubt... The person she slapped was the Grand Prince of Gotham... Dick Grayson...

Dick held his cheek in shock and then looked at the girl in front of him. He wanted to speak but in a flash, the girl disappeared from his sight... What? Dick looked around in astonishment... Did she use the teleportation magic without saying the incantation? Dick was amazed and became even more curious, that girl didn't just hit him, but she ran away too... She must be new since he had never seen her before... Dick smiled and went back inside Building One with many things in mind to do that day... One of them was to find out the name of the new student who dared to slap him

In building number nine, room fifty-five, Y/N was under the bed, unable to get out, while cursing her luck, her life, and her sister. She wanted to skip today's lessons. Maybe the first prince would forget the slap, or maybe the slap wasn't painful and he would forgive her... Y/N bit her hand, wishing she hadn't left the room... And now? She had to prepare for the upcoming execution...

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