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batman-dc-imagines · 1 day

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J squad trying to coax your cat off the roof or out of a tree?

Gotham!J Squad saving your cat from a high place...

Relation(s): Can be Romantic or Platonic

Jervis Tetch

Your cat has this poor man stressing.

It was supposed to be a simple task at your request.

Watch the cat for a couple hours while you are out doing your thing. How hard could that be?

Your cat decided that today would be the perfect time to put that to the test.

Jervis tidied up around the place.

Read a book.

Made himself a cup of tea.

Anything to make the minutes move by quicker honestly.

When it was getting close to the scheduled feeding time for your cat, Jervis called out its name.

Odd.

Nothing.

He checked the regular spots your cat liked to be in, his brows furrowing the longer it took to find it.

He can’t find the cat.

He can’t find your cat.

Your cat.

Not good. Not good in the slightest.

Confusion turns quickly to panic

“Twinkle, twinkle, little cat, oh how I wonder where you’re at!” He mutters to himself in panic.

In the middle of all this, he hears it.

A faint meow.

He freezes in his place and listens for it again.

Another faint meow.

He follows the sound. It gets louder the closer he gets to the back door.

He opens the door and looks around outside but there was nothing.

There it was again.

He looks up and the sight he sees almost makes him have a heart attack.

Your cat was on the roof, peeking its head out and staring right at him.

He’s immediately up the stairs and opening the nearest window to get to your cat before it decides to really test out its nine life.

He’s using everything in the book to grab your cat’s attention.

I’m talking, treats, random sounds, hand gestures.

Everything.

Eventually your cat gets interested and slowly struts over to him.

The minute it’s in arms reach, Jervis reaches out and snatches up the kitty.

Let’s just say he was able to get your cat down safely.

Not without getting some minor scratches as payback from your cat.

He basically chided your cat like you would a small child once there both back inside.

He fights with himself on telling you or not about what happened.

Worried that you’ll see him as an irresponsible person.

But also worried about lying to you.

Once you get back, he’s already at your feet weeping about what happened and how it was his fault and how he’s irresponsible and how he almost let your cat hurt itself and-

He shuts up when you-

laugh?

You’re laughing.

You just pat his shoulder and explain nonchalantly that it’s normal.

Hell your cats put you in the same situation multiple times.

Now he’s dumbfounded.

Jonathan Crane

This was unexpected for him.

Cat sitting.

He never had a cat growing up so he wasn’t sure how it would go taking care of yours.

You quickly introduced him to your feline before giving him a hug and leaving out the door.

They kind of just stared at each other for a solid minute before your cat walked away.

Jon just shrugged and took a seat on your sofa, grabbing the nearest book.

After about an hour, he noticed he hasn’t seen your cat ever since you left.

He gets up and starts wandering around your place, looking in small spaces where he assumes your cat would be.

He starts getting uneasy the longer he searches.

He’s searching your bedroom when he hears a meow.

He glimpses around the room in confusion before looking up and low and behold, there’s your cat.

On top of your wardrobe closet.

“How in the..”

The breath that he had been holding in was finally released.

He goes over to the wardrobe and holds out his arms but your cat doesn’t move a muscle.

Just stares.

“Seriously?!”

He lets out a deep sigh, going to the kitchen and grabbing a small baggie of treats you had shown him earlier to give your cat if needed.

When he walked back into the room, your cat perked up at the sight.

Jon smirked at that, taking out a couple and holding them up high enough but not too close.

The second your cat reached out a paw, Jon grabbed your cat and hugged it close to him.

“Got ya!”

Your cat just scowls at him for the rest of the evening until you get back.

He doesn’t find it a serious concern to tell you considering your cat isn’t hurt but, he might let it slip out though a couple weeks later.

Jerome Valeska

A/N: If you actually want to see how he'd save your cat, send in another ask. I just seriously think he'd be the prime reason your cat gets stuck.

He put your cat in the tree.

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yandereunsolved · 15 days

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— Yandere Jonathan Crane —

"Do you know where you are?

"Arkham Asylum."

"Good. Your memory is improving. Are you still having those dreams?"

"Yes."

"I want you to describe them to me again. I know you don't remember much."

"I-It was extremely dark out. I remember that. There was this strange smell in the air. It goes blank after that. I vaguely remember feeling someone's hands ghost my body. When I woke up, it was a massacre. They were dead all around me."

"You had a psychotic breakdown. There was a leaking gas pipe that caused you to hallucinate. When the Gotham police came to the crime scene they say they saw you with a mask in hand."

"It was more like a straw bag. I-I don't remember ever having anything like that before... except for when you—"

"I see the light bulb appearing above your head. You are very smart, you know? That's why I picked you."

"Scarecrow."

"Such an astute observation. I wouldn't suggest you start screaming. No one will believe someone diagnosed as clinically insane, especially not someone who committed mass murder, such as yourself. I see you are sobbing now. It's a natural bodily reaction to relieving stress. Would you like a tissue, my dear?"

"Why?"

"Oh? You ask the predator why it stalks its prey? That's a question I am delighted to answer. It's simple, really. I am intoxicated by you."

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i-smoke-chapstick · 1 month

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#gotham #batman rogues #batman #batman rouges gallery #dc comics #catwoman #selina kyle #catwoman x reader #selina kyle x reader #gotham villians #sirens #gotham city #gotham city sirens

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youngstarfishphilosopher · 3 months

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BUNNY . . . BUNNY . . . BUNNY . . .

(PLATONIC) GOTHAM!JERVIS TETCH X CHILD READER.

" Oh, you little bunny, I love you so. Stay with me .Oh, please don't go."

Summary: After being chosen to perform in one of your neighbors, Mr.Tetch's, performances. You find yourself in a new and unfamiliar place. That is, untill you see the face of your neighbor sitting across from you . . .

AN: Reader is on the younger side in this story (about 8-12)

Warning ⚠️: DARK FIC, Yandere Behavior, Kidnapping, Hynotizing, Child endangerment, Delusional behavior, Obsessive behavior, Stalking, Creepy Jervis Tetch, Injuries, Drugging

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Blinking your eyes open, you slowly lifted your head up as the ticking noise in your little ears began to slowly fade away. Your face was hot and sweaty. A feeling of panic washing over you as you find that there was something on your face.

A mask of sorts.

Trying to lift your hands and remov it, you only let out a shocked little cry of pain as you felt your wrists rub against the rough rope which ties each of your arms down tightly into the chair. Looking down, you could see the red marks slightly from underneath the rope.

Where were you? Where were your mom and dad?

" Well, well" Looking up while in an even more panicked state, you saw through the peephole of your mask, a very familiar man across from you. Looking at you with a dark, malicious fondness: A smile on his lips.

Of course.

You remembered now.

You and your family had gone to a small dinner show in your neighborhood where the would be some performances being done. One of those performances being done by your neighbor: Mr.Tetch.

Mr.Tetch was a rather nice man around the neighborhood and you would often see him a lot due to how small the area you lived in was. Alway a gentleman like and fancy.

He would come talk with your parents sometimes outside of the house, giving you a little smile and wave while you nervously gave one in return, clinging to your mother's leg.

It's not like you didn't like Mr.Tetch. You were just shy, that's all.

He even once sent you and your family a few homemade sweets after finding out you had caught a rather nasty cold. Always being warm and welcoming to you and your family, and even soon turning into a good family friend.

That was probably the reason why when you were picked out from the crowd, you felt as though you could trust him. Trust him as he held his silver pocket-watch in front of your face: Swinging it back and forth. Watching as you slipped out of conciousness and into a willing husk. The ticking noise echoing throughout your ears.

Oh how foolish you were.

" My dear little bunny is finally awake." He puts down the teacup he was holding in his hands back onto the decorative table filled with other teas and sweets made to your very liking.

" Mr . . . M-mr Tetch?" You ask. Hoping Wondering if maybe the mask was just giving you bad eyesight.

Mr.Tetch stood up from his seat. Slowly walking towards you as he spoke.

" Im Sorry, my dear. I now it us all sudden but . . . Oh, I just really couldn't help myself. Don't you see. Such a perfect opportunity: to take you a way and keep you all for me."

Jervis had grown obsessed with you. Completly delusional. But nobody had been able to see it under all his kind words and charm. He didn't really know what it was at first. But for some odd, dare he say mad reason, he grew this dark wish to have you all for himself.

This fatherly urge to care for you . . to spoil you. . . to raise you as his own. It had all become too much for him to take. And the show had been the perfect opportunity.

He had followed you and your family around for a while. And thank goodness you all lived in a smaller part of Gotham because nobody ever suspected a thing when he would show up seemingly at random.

As he continued walking towards you, you pressed your eyes together tightly, hoping that it all was just a bad dream. Two little tears trickled down your eyes because of the burning pain in your wrists.

You let a small wimper as you heard him kneel down in front of you. Gently unclasping the mask from the back of your your head, and pulling it away from your sweaty face.

You let two more teardrops roll down your cheeks as you slowly squinted your eyes back open. Looking down at the man who had done this to you. You can very clearly now see that it was, in fact, Mr.Tetch.

You were wearing a fancy yet comfortable outfit that reminded you of the white rabbit. The one from "Alice in Wonderland" that you liked to watch on rainy days in Gotham.But you didn't care right now. Your mind only focused on how much pain you were in as you watched Mr.Tetch cup your face and wipe your tears with his thumbs.

" I . . . " You tried to say. Jervis gave you a puzzled look. Now grasping the physical pain and discomfort in your face.

" Bunny? " He asked. His smile faltering a bit. " What is it? "What's wrong?"

" I-it. " You finally manage to choke out. Now on the verge of sobbing. " I-it hurts!"

Now Jervis was panicking. " What?" He asked frantically. " What hurt, wha-"

Then he saw them. Your little red wrists from underneath the rope. An expression of rage starting to form on his face: his smile now fading away, fully.

" THOSE ABSOLUTE-"

Of course! Of course those dense, stupid fools had not been careful with you. Oh . . . they were going to be in for it!

Jervis then took a deep breath.

He needed to calm himself down and focus on taking care of you. You were sobbing now. " I-I want my mama!" You cried," I. . . I want my p-papa!"

Jervis just began to shush you. Cooing at you with sweet words. " Don't worry, bunny. Papa's here. Papa's right here."

Quickly, he worked to get the rope off of you. Trying his best not to put you in any more pain during the process. He could see your wrists now, fully in view: red, raw, and bleeding a bit.

" Oh bunny . . . " He cooed pitifully. Your head hung low, and you began to calm yourself down. The relief of freedom from the ropes was helping a lot. " I'm so so sorry."

You flinched and squirmed as you felt him wrap around your torso. Picking you up as he now sat with you in the seat to the right of where you were just sitting.

As you sat there in his lap, you hat the urge to kick and scream. To fight him off. But your tired, anxious, and hurt body wouldn't let you. So you just slumped into his chest. Winching as he gently kissed your sore, little wrists. " I'm so sorry, bunny. It's ok now, I'm here. Im here."

You don't know why you were feeling so comforted by his words. Maybe it was the sound of his voice, your lightheadedness from crying, or both. But it was working, and Jervis knew it.

Looking at one of the deserts, Jervised used his free hand to pull it forward while his other arm remained gently wrapped around you.

" Here" He says, raising a piece of it to your lips. " Will this maybe make it a bit better?"

You look down at the treat for a moment, then look back at Mr.Tetch. You defiantly didn't trust whatever he was trying to give you.

" Not hungry." You lie. In all actuality, you were starving.

" We both know that's a lie, my dear." He replies, a bit of smugness lacing his tone. " You haven't eaten anything in the past seven hours."

" Now, please eat it." He raises the sweet closer to your lips. And you just decided to give in. Hesitantly eating eat. Meanwhile, Jervis seemed pretty satisfied.

He let out a small hum as he watched you struggle to stay awake. Your eyes slowly closing before you snapped them back open: the method becoming less and less effective.

"Bunny, bunny, bunny, you're so funny with your twitching nose." He began to sing softly. " Bunny, bunny, bunny, you're so funny from your head. . . "

You couldn't hear what he was saying anymore. His words were all ruffling together as you slipped out of consciousness. Falling asleep in his loving, twisted embrace.

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ice-cream-writes-stuff · 2 years

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Little Blurb of Civilian Bruce x Villian Reader

"HELLO! HERO'S, VIGILANTES, GOTHAM VILLIANS ALIKE!"

You announced on top of the tallest tower of Gotham City. A sly smile on your face as a reporter and camera man watched you from a helicopter. Broadcasting you across all the televisions of Gotham City.

"As you may not already know... This is my last performance, a real show stopper if you will. For I! Have turned a new leaf!"

You yell with a cheerful smile as your minions behind you cheer you on! You smirk at the vigilantes across from you from the Wayne Enterprise Building. A fond smile crossed your face as you regain your composure.

"I haven't gone soft if that's what you think, instead. I tend to... Retire. For I have seen the highs, and lows of villainy. And as a civilian. Even a hero... For at least a moment!" The breeze flows through your hair as you say your goodbye.

Letting yourself back away into the shadows before the teen vigilante group had decided they had enough of your speech.

"Bruce, you need to be careful! With all those villains on the news and stress, it's not good for you." You mumble, exasperated at your lovers bruised hands. Kissing the blotchy purple skin, as he laughs lightly at your silliness.

You don't bother with the harden stares of his sons. Only focused on making this gem of a man happy and content.

"I'll get you some ice, you boys don't mind watching him? I don't want him to hurt himself even more." You say playfully, winking at the prince of Gotham as you sway to the kitchen. Bruce chuckles to himself, wincing at the sudden flashes of pain on his hands.

Jason signed, "so, we aren't gonna tell him. Right?"

Dick, Tim and Damion nod in sync.

"Yeah,"

"Yup."

"Father is a fool."

"A love-sick one, that's for sure!" You cackle as you quietly enter the room. Ice pack in hand as Alfred follows close behind with bandageds and steroids to calm the swelling.

(It's late where I live this just appeared to me and I had to write it. This Au is so cute! Recommend checking out!!)

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montimer · 9 months

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Ghoul x gn!reader hc's

Just fluff

He would randomly start to hold ur hand. He just wants to.

He likes to hug ya. I don't think he minds if someones around.

He tries to act cool around you. And very embarrassed if he fails.

He'll show off how smart he is w/ computers.

He might stare at you. And when you notice he'll blush and turn away or he will smile/wave his hand to you.

Every time he sees you he will go up to you.

When he actually confesses to you (yes he does all these things before that too) he'll be kind of nervous.

He'll be very happy if you say yes.

He'll also be more confident around you.

He'll listen to ur interests. Is over mood if you know/interested in technology stuff.

Graveyard or creepy place for dates.

If you are okay w/ it then ya'll go to rob a bank or smt.

Imagine being a villian/anti-hero and sticking w him :]

He's more clingy in private. Pinning you against a wall. Making out w you. But don't get me wrong, he doesn't mind pda.

He loves you so much ;]

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adalwolfgang · 2 months

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Made another ask blog.

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papuhater · 2 years

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Gotham Jervis getting male friend that he really get along well. After some time they both starts to mutually grow feelings and it's surprisly friend who makes first move.

"Jervis, I know that you're looking for Alice and me being guy automatically exclude me but I need to tell you... I really, REALLY like. Just, wanted you to know."

And please don't leave on cliffhanger, I might actually strangle you-

Boyfriend or boy who is a friend

pariring: gotham!jervis tetch x male!reader

a/n: the title's a joke due to the fact that i'm questioning if i'm bisexual leaning torwards women or a lesbian

summary: jervis gets a male friend and he gets the gay sickness (the author has it too and is planning to ask her girl-friend out ), and he has homophobia( not sm but internalized but he yells at the reader some shit) but it gets resolved

=) ok this man? he has never had anything romantic.

=) i just know it.

=) and you? you are his "collegue" in the life of crime, just a pawn to get alice,

=) why is he caring about you?

=) maybe it's that you don't betray him, maybe that you actually show care for him, or maybe you're his friend.

=) it's weird at first, but not used to hanging out or stuff agter heists, he is used to people leaving after getting what they wanted.

=) familiarity hits, and well, he stops thinking it too much, and just enjoying spending time with you, tea time, rhymes! and just sitting rambling. i feel he really like rambling about many things

=) and you would just stare at him with all the attention in the world, starry-eyed.

=) the jokes during heists began occurring more frequently, in one heist you almost died but he hypnotized the person behind the gun, he didn't even have to think about it, it was just jervis' instinct to protect you, suddenly, when you began your teasing about how he saved you so quickly, he just laughed it off and responded with a

"okay fine, i actually have some care for you."

'loosing you scared me to death.' he wanted to scream

=) jervis is confused.

=) suddenly small hugs that felt normal continued to feel normal but the warm rise in his cheeks became evident and he was confused and scared.

=) his mind began wondering if his alice could be you?

=) it could be you, but wouldn't it ruin your friendship?

=) he seemed lost in his thoughts, during tea time, you noticed that, and you asked if anything was wrong, and he just seemed more jumpy that his usual "paranoid" persona.

"No, uh, I'm fine."

"Dammit jervis, you aren't 'fine' you have been acting all weird, and not talking about it, you know you can talk to me if you want to."

and you reached to his shoulder, but he didn't know that , your hand got closer to him and he thought you were going to grab his hand and he quickly pulled his whole body off

"NO!" you flinched at the sound

"What's your problem?" you spat out

"Why were you going to touch my hand?"

"No! Jervis, jeez what's happening?"

"I dont know!" he threw his hands up "I'm not sure, you suddenly seem different every time I look at you! I feel confused about you! complexed!"

"why? what the hell?"

"BECAUSE I LIKE YOU."

=) and just like that, you could hear a pin drop in the room, when he dropped that bomb, he just remained quiet, with his flushed exhausted face, until jervis expected a reaction of you. you just remained stone cold;

'jervis....likes me back?'

=) while you were lost in yout thoughts, jervis left the room, quieter than usual.

=) when you finally became concious of his feelings, you stood up and looked for him everywhere, knowing that you fucked up big time. you found him sitting in the roof.

"Hey Jervis" He looked over to you, as if expecting something "I wanna talk about what happened-"

"I know you don't like me back, it was just-"

"But I do like you back, Jervis, I was scared you didn't."

=) so the cat was out of the bag, and well you both talked it out, and well, now you have a bf!!!

=) so handholding is necesary and also tea parties :)!

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liv0nerd101 · 2 years

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Thief

Pairing: Jason Todd x reader

Pronouns: She/they

Warnings: implied smut

Trope: Enemies to lovers

Word count - 1.3k

A/n: I took this from my wattpad (liv_nerd101) which you should go follow :)

The batfamily had been chasing you for a while and a certain Vigilante finally catches up

Jason's pov

I jumped rooftop to rooftop chasing her. We've been after them for weeks. Ever since Catwoman stopped her career in thieving and made it official with Bruce, this Ghost has taken her place. She stole something new every night and every night managed to get away from one of us. She got away from Cass at least three times. Not even Bruce could do that. She finally stopped while she was still ahead of me.

"You're faster than I expected Red," she yelled, "but not quite fast enough," and she zipped off into the night. The way she moved. How confident she was that no one would ever catch her interested me. I ran back to my bike and quickly got home. I walked to my room and took off my helmet. I pulled at one off the books on my shelf and a bulletin board dropped down. I've been tracking her more than the others. They wanted her in Arkham, I wanted her on the team. She was good. Too good to send off to live with the psychos that terrorized Gotham. I needed to know who they were.

Y/n's pov

I made it home with the diamond and rid myself of the tight costume I wore in order to stay in the shadows. I put on some sweats and a tank top and pulled out my computer. My rent was due soon so I needed to sell this diamond tonight. After a few hours I talked a guy into buying for way more than it was worth. Jeez people were stupid. He paid me more than enough to pay the next three months of my rent and probably more.

The next day I woke up to see that he had paid me and in celebration of my successful night I decided to go get myself a proper meal. I haven't eaten a good breakfast in at least two weeks so I decided to bike down to my favourite cafe. All I could think about was the freshly baked muffins that I could never afford and how amazing they would taste. The warm coffee. I was pulled from my mouth watering thoughts when I hit something and nearly fell off my bike.

"Shit," I heard someone say.

Jason's pov

Sucker. I bought the diamond back from her. I wasn't stupid I knew that I paid way more than it was worth. But that was the plan. There was one place I knew that she would go. I had been stalking her forever. She took small muffins and coffees from there constantly but never money. Of course she would go there if she had extra. So I got up early the next morning and drove to the small cafe. It wasn't super busy so this should be easy. Go in, see who looks to most like her and start keeping tabs on both. I got off my bike and just as I was walking to the door someone hit me with their bike. I hit my head on a chair on the way down. "Shit," I whispered when I touched my head and looked at the blood coating my fingers. I could tell the cut was deep. These metal patio chairs were sharp as fuck. She looked down at me with a worried face.

"Holy shit I'm so sorry! Here let me- shit your bleeding, let me clean you up. You might need stitches," they reached their hand down to help me up. Same hair colour and length, similar voice, same height. This could be her. "Come back to my apartment and I can get you cleaned up please it's the least I can do for running you over,"

"Sure, why not," she smiled and helped me up. We walked to her place and they sat me down on her couch. For being a professional thief she sure didn't live like one.

"Let me go and find my stuff, just sit tight, I'm Y/n by the way," that's what she said, I heard "I lost my shit, this is your chance to see if I'm Ghost"

"Jason," I stood up and went straight for the drawers in every room. eventually I found her laptop. Jackpot. "Found it!" Shit. I put it back and rushed back to my spot on the couch. Once she stitched me up I left and went back to the manor. I couldn't have her thinking I was on to her.

Y/n's pov

I slipped on my suit as soon as the sun set and went looking for some rich white guy's business I could rob when I heard a scream. I stopped in my track and looked down from the roof I was perched on. 3 guys one old lady with a purse that looked like it cost more than my house. I dropped down behind them. "You know, stealing is one thing but taking from a helpless old lady is just mean," All three came at me at once. I ducked under a punch from one guy and kicked the back of his knee. He fell down to the ground while I kicked another in the chest sending him back, giving me time to knock out the other one by bashing his head over my knee too many times to count. I heard grunting and groaning from behind me. I whipped my head around to see Red Hood beating the snot outta the guy I had kicked away earlier.

"Hey beautiful," he dropped the guy and walked closer to me. he was way taller than I had expected. "They get to your target first or what?"

"Ouch, I'm offended. I would never take from an old lady," I brought my hand up to my heart. He looked me up and down. "What? Like what you see?"

"Just never thought I'd ever talk to you outside of a cell," I chuckled.

"Funny, you think you can catch me," His hands reached behind his head and he pulled off his helmet to reveal his face, still covered with a domino mask of course.

"Oh hunny," His voice was deep, no longer distorted from the helmet," I know I can catch you,"

Jason's pov

I glanced down at her lips. This was all apart of my plan but god I couldn't wait for this next part. I leaned down and connected my lips to her's. They immediately kissed back I snuck my hand around her waist and pulled her closer. Her hand went up to my hair and she pulled me down. I grazed my tongue over her bottom lip and she opened her mouth. She didn't even fight for control. Ghost wanted this just as much as I did. We stayed like this, holding onto each other until we needed air. Goddamn oxygen. They pulled back and pulled out their grappling hook.

"My place?"

"Fuck ya," I followed her to her apartment and we came in through the window. It was dark but as soon as the lights went on, I knew exactly where I was. "Y/n?"

"What?" she turned back to look at me. "What did you just say?"

"Your Y/n, you suck at riding bikes and you love the cafe down the street," I walked up to them.

Y/n's pov

I backed into the wall. How would he- no.

"Jason?" His eyes went wide before he realized he shouldn't have mentioned the bike. We both pulled off our masks and stared at each other. I reached up for his hair and pulled him down, his lips connecting to mine once again. I dropped my mask and pushed him in the direction of my room. He pulled off his jacket but stopped mid way through unzipping his suit.

"You sure you wanna do this?"

"One hundred percent,"

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i love how harley quinn’s hyenas have pink & blue hair just like her <3

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batman-dc-imagines · 2 months

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This idea came to me while eating lunch and watching this movie.

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i-smoke-chapstick · 20 days

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'CLOSER, [kinkpril day 1 - leather and latex]

-GOTHAM!VILLIANS X READER-

⋆ Characters ↬ Victor Zsasz, Tabitha Galavan

⋆ 𝐒𝐘𝐍𝐎𝐏𝐒𝐈𝐒 ; gotham villains and there affinity for leather and latex ;)

⋆ tags/warnings. GOTHAM!villains x female reader. Day 1 of gotham tv kinkpril! How this works is each day I follow the prompt list; and pick gotham characters who I personally think would resonate with said kink. SMUT!!! PURE PORN. S&M undertones! Hard kinks. Warning for leather, latex, and bondage obviously.

𝑉𝐼𝐶𝑇𝛰𝑅 𝑍𝑆𝐴𝑆𝑍

♫ “You let me penetrate you, You let me complicate you” Closer by Nine Inch Nails

Victor's done just about every weird kink in the book. If it's sadomasochism...he's all for it. Don't get him started on the knife and gun play- because he won't stop. Ever.

But perhaps his favorite kink is leather, above all. And he didn't even know it, until you suggested it to him.

Yes, he's been around the block. But your his girl; his lady; he's going steady with you. It's different when a person who you love asks you to try something new.

I'm telling you; it's like a whole new world opens for him. If he wasn't absolutely nasty in bed before, he is now.

There's just something about seeing you dressed in the shiny black material that gets him hot and bothered. One glance at you and your ass in the latex and he's hard and ready. He'll look at you like a man starved- practically panting. He makes jokes about it.

"Well hello there, hot stuff." His low sarcastic voice is drawling, immediately pulling you into him possessively. He's not letting you go tonight.

He might flog and slap the fat of your ass with his gun. Sorry reader.

God, it just fits into his aesthetic so well. You look like one of his zsaszettes. You look like you're meant to be his. Like he owns you. Every inch of you.

If he could turn you into his own personal gimp he would. He can't help but shove his hand over your mouth to stop your whines, your back pressed against a wall, as he thrusts roughly up into you. He keeps eye contact the entire time, letting himself violate you.

Or, even better- he'll take you from behind, getting a view of how your pussy sucks him in, base of his dick slapping into your wetness. He'll feel the leather on his V-Line and he'll only grip you tighter.

He wants to cut the leather bodysuit off of you with his knife. He'll make sharp lazy cutouts while you suck his cock, highlighting your cleavage. He'll trace the blade down your jaw. He's murmuring low growls and numerous nicknames while you suck him off. He likes the way your sloppy spit shines against the material.

"How's it feel sweetness? Gonna be a little slut for me?" His voice is uncharacteristically low, groaning out the words as he's lost in pleasure. His head is rolled back, and you'll have to grind yourself onto the floor for the friction he withholds from you.

Despite the spur-of-the-moment degrading, you'll get numerous playful pecks during aftercare. Lot's of "I love you's". You better say it back and he'll take you out for icecream afterwards too.

You'll have to buy another bodysuit, the other one has been cut to shreds. Oh well.

𝑇𝐴𝐵𝐼𝑇𝐻𝐴 𝐺𝐴𝐿𝐴𝑉𝐴𝑁

♫ “You can have my absence of faith, You can have my everything” Closer by Nine Inch Nails

Like Victor, she's no stranger to experimenting. In the bedroom or...otherwise. So what she's tortured a man in a gimp suit before? It's fun.

Unlike Victor...she's more hesitant to open up to the idea of S&M sex if she genuinely loves you. She's been conditioned to believe torture is fun, yes, but for her. Not for you. It's not her first reaction to hurt her partner.

Once again, you'll have to suggest it. She might huff a little bit, tease you with a semi-playful smile, but that's all she'll think it is. Just jokes.

For a woman who threatens to punish you quite a lot, she never does follow through. You'll have to change that.

You'll be making out, her hands traveling up your waist and into your hair, where she hungrily nips at your neck and lips. Her own leather clad gloved hands will make you shiver, the cool material eliciting a whimper.

Okay, she thinks. What the hell. She...doesn't mind that at all.

The two of you will start off slow. Latex bodysuits, gloves, blindfolds. Reminds her of putting Aubrey James's head in a box. She gasps and chuckles.

Before the both of you know it, you two are drunk on this. It's a power dynamic, it's a stress reliever for her. It reignites her passion for pain after Theo, and god does it feel good.

You two continue to go further and further. She'll catch your wrists or neck with her whip, and you'll feel the burning sting to your hands and throat send a warmth into your pussy. When she's feeling particularly annoyed, whether it's at Barbra's antics or Ed's or Butch's...good luck. You might get a whip to the ass just so she can see you jump and her mark form after.

Que the choking while she straddles you, scissoring you raw. She'll pull the whip tighter and tighter until she cums, heavily panting and watching you mewl. She loves seeing your pretty eyes light up in horror.

If she busts out the strap-on, good luck. She won't show you mercy until your pleading her to stop from the overstimulation of getting your brains fucked out. She'll grin at you, hitting the sweet spot in your cunny over and over again.

"There you go... good girl." She'll preen at you, and her words are mocking. Her face is bright as she watches you squirm underneath her. You might catch her fingering her own creamy pussy as she tightens the whip around your neck.

Like Victor, expect aftercare. Tabby's is a lot less nonchalant though. She'll cuddle into you like a cat, snuggling her face into the crook of your neck. The sweat will stick to the leather, and you two will be almost glued together under the sheets.

Lots of kisses on your forehead, cheeks, and cleavage. She'll even apologize if she went to far.

You should tie her up next.

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ice-cream-writes-stuff · 2 years

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☆▪︎¤{Cry. A. River}¤▪︎☆ Yandere Bruce Wayne/Batman x Reader

You weren't one that would got out frequently. You stayed beside yourself, alone. Your family would watch you wither away until all your years of grief would hopefully fade away, but possibly with you.

The eldest of your family, asked you to make a appearance at a event for them. They were far to busy to do it, even the second eldest couldn't take spot for them. So you would.

"Pearl..." You say weakly, sitting in the blue cushioned seat. Your right hand, a young woman with cold, dull features stares at you.

"Yes, my lady..?" She asked softly.

"May I kindly ask, what is this event we are off too? I'm sorry to say I can't recall." You smiled tiredly at her, your head barely raising from staring at your lap.

"We are heading to the grand art exhibit of Gotham. A new painting has been crafted and will be finally shown to the public." She said, looking over the small tablet in her hand.

"I see.."

"My lady, do be careful.." Your right hand looks down at the floor of the car. Water starting to flood the bottom of the car as she felt her the soles of her shoes become damp.

"Oh excuse me," you say, dabbing away the tears with your handkerchief as the river of tears you made sloshes on the floor.

The car stops as Pearl opens the door. The water falling out of the car and onto the street as you step out onto the red carpet. The shutters of cameras and flurry of questions are ignored by you. Your head held highs as your eyes remain down.

One inside, you see Pearl stand behind you from the corner of your eye.

Slowly gliding through the room, guests stare at you quietly as they conversed with one another.

"Pearl, could bring me a glass of water." You asked her.

"Of course, my lady." She said quietly, sliding through groups of people with ease as you had.

You look to the front of the room, where the main attraction would be shown for all to see. But was covered in a blue blanket, hidden from the eyes of the guests. The only one who even knew what it looked like was the painter themself.

"Excuse me," a man said, "would you mind if I take this seat."

Snapping out of it, you blink at the man that had sat where you stood.

You assess him for a moment. Nicely styled hair, handsome, blue eyes and finely tailored suit. He looked awfully familiar, but so did everyone else at this soiree. High and mighty Gothamites alike as they and the man next to you, drank rich drinks with ice cubes cut perfectly.

"My lady, I have found you your drink." Pearl speaks up beside you, frightening the man next to you. Almost spilling his drink at Pearl's appearance. The man catches himself, setting down his glass gently as he sees you sip your drink while Pearl lingers beside you.

The multi-billionare watches as you solemnly stare at nothing. He honestly thought the bags under your eyes were makeup. Thinking you were starting a new trend for the fashionable elites at the party.

But he was perceptive, even acting as millionaire playboy.

"I see you aren't fond of liquor." The man relays, striding up beside your free side.

"You are right."

You say, clutching your glass tightly.

"Are you here for the realse of Mrs. Caspian newest painting?"

"I am."

"I hear that it's her gradest work yet," the man urges the conversation to keep flowing. Undeterred from your uninterested answers.

"Bruce, Bruce Wayne." The man introduced himself as you glance at him, Pearl doing the same. He holds out his hand as you reach to grab it. Seeing this, Mr. Wayne tries to grasp your hand.

Yet stops once the announcer and artist come up on stage. Gathering everyone's attention.

After a few words of praise and thankfulness. The painting was finally showed as people gasp in amazement.

Including yourself, you hold a hand to your heart as your (e/c) eyes widen.

".."

"My lady, your eyes." Pearl states, looking down at the overflowed cup.

Bruce, hearing your assistance soft voice, turns his attention to you. Suprised by the sight he was seeing.

Tears fell down your face like a faucet as you keep your eyes solely on the painting.

"Miss are you-"

The artists speaks up once more. "This portrait was inspired by a young woman I had the honor of meeting during my travels. I do hope, wherever she is now, she knows that she has inspired me!"

Sucking in deep breath, you whisper softly.

"I miss you."

Your tears flowing by the minute as it creates a puddle.

"Madame- please tell me. Are you alright?" Bruce begged, soon finding himself slumping on the floor as tears started to gather in his own eyes.

'What..?' He thought to himself as small sobs broke free from your lips as more silent tears fell from his eyes.

He watches as your assistant also had tears flowing down their face, Bruce looked around. Albeit hard with tears falling each second from his eyes.

Even guests were crying, even the painter.

When the playboy tries to turn back to you, you were gone.

He had to find you. He must.

[Part 2]

[I will hopefully write a part two or something in the future. If it's well liked enough and asks. Hearts and comments appreciated!]

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montimer · 9 months

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Ghoul x gn!reader

Random hc's

He would let you brush his hair. He can really relax while it.

Imagine being part of the jokerz. If you don't wear a mask, he would love to do ur make up.

The two of you listening to music. (Probably metal or smt)

When he gets spooked he'll cling to you. I imagine him as sometimes rather shy boi (but mostly around you)

When you compliment him he'll blush and say nothing.

He would let you wear his hat.

Hugs and kisses are a must to him. But he rather do these in private.

Remember that scene when they are at that party? Yeah he can go freaky

He will keep things in his basket that you gave him. Smiling when he looks at them. You feel closer to him like this.

I think he would like watching horror movies.

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Can you do a teen reader (younger than Damian by 1 or 2 years) x batfam, where he is spider man? (I mean kinda like miles morales, he has electricity powers but his webs are organic too and doesn’t need a web shooters.) he is Bruce’s biological child and his mother died, yk his canon event and what not. So he has to move to Gotham and isn’t happy about. Just distant and all. One night He sneaked out and bought a train ticket and went to New York, and was only spider man and just slept in somewhere. So the batfamily tracked him to New York, and while looking for him, they bump into him as spider man. They have to team up to find a villian but reafer gets hurt in the end and his mask fell off and they see it’s reader? They bring him and just have a talk when he wakes up and they come to conclusion for him to join the family in their fighting in Gotham?

Oh, that sounds good. Yes... Also, 2.7k words and so sorry for taking so long to write this... Hope you enjoy. I changed it a little bit, so my apologies, but I got into my writing spirit lol.

Summary: (Y/N) is Spiderman. The fam doesn't know that.

Warnings: (Y/N)'s mom passes away, funeral, sad (Y/N), he loves his city, angst, running away, fighting with Green Goblin.

(Y/N) had a great life in New York. He was very happy in his city. He lived with his mom and everything was fine. Okay, he did get bitten by a radioactive spider and got cool powers with it. Did it cause some troubles? Oh yeah. Electricity was a bit problematic to control, but he managed.

Did he get grounded because of it? His mom sure thought so. His dad visited with the rest of his brothers every month. (Y/N) understood why he couldn't come more. Being a CEO and all that stuff, (Y/N) really understood. He didn't love Bruce any less. Bruce was involved in his life, which was nice.

He loved his brothers and father, more than anything in this world. Alfred was the best though. Whenever he came, he would bring his food and (Y/N) and his mom would enjoy it too, often asking for recipes. Or they would exchange recipes.

All of those were very fun times. And his time as Spiderman. He really loved it. He loved patrolling and helping the people and maybe get a hot dog from the stands that worked through the night. He loved it all. It was nice that his webs were natural and they, like mentioned before, they also came with electricity.

His enemies hated him, but (Y/N) loved being Spiderman. He loved what he represented in New York and he wouldn't change it for anything in the world. He is a New Yorker through and through.

But life decided to be a bitch and strike that luck and happiness.

(Y/N)'s mom passed away. She was hit by a drunk driver. The worst thing is, the driver survived. When Bruce got the news, he got into the car and drove to New York. (Y/N) was told just before Bruce came and (Y/N) felt his soul shatter.

He broke down in Bruce's arms, crying and screaming. It took him a while to calm down, but he couldn't stay alone. Bruce knew that and he knew that going back to Gotham was not an option now. At all. Bruce called Alfred and explained everything and told him that he would stay to arrange the funeral.

Alfred understood and the brother called (Y/N), wishing that they could be there. (Y/N) thanked them for it and then sat up all night, unable to sleep. Bruce tried to comfort him in the best way possible, but it was difficult. Bruce's former fling, (Y/N)'s mom, was the most important person to (Y/N). Without a doubt.

Bruce knew that he would have to bury her in New York, otherwise his son would have raised hell. Without a doubt. After funeral, (Y/N) would have to move to Gotham. Which is another problem on its own. Bruce didn't know that (Y/N) was Spiderman and (Y/N) didn't know that Bruce was Batman.

Match made in hell, so to say.

The funeral was held a few days after the incident and (Y/N) thought that New York cried with him. The sky was dark and the rain was falling. (Y/N) was torn. There were way to many people who were saying sorry and while he appreciated the care and worry, he just wanted to say goodbye on his own.

His brothers have stood it with him. (Y/N) didn't even have the courage to be next to the grave, while they lowered it, but Bruce held him hand through it, keeping him close to him during the entire process.

At the end, he found some strength and came closer, allowing the rain to soak him. It felt appropriate. When she was lowered, (Y/N) threw a rose in there and wiped his eyes. He took a deep breath as they started putting dirt over her coffin and (Y/N) never felt so mad. Why did this happen to him? To him out of all people?!

Bruce recognized that look in (Y/N)'s eyes. He knew that rage, sadness and frustration in his eyes. It was going to be difficult to let go and have a new life in Gotham. But (Y/N) had to try. He had to put some effort.

" (Y/N), we have to go. " Bruce said gently as he shielded his son from the rain with an umbrella. (Y/N) kept looking as the coffin got buried under the dirt. He swallowed before nodding and following Bruce to the car.

" Why do I have to go to Gotham? " (Y/N) asked and Bruce sighed as he started driving.

" We have been over this. I have a company there and your brothers are there. I know you don't want to leave, I know that, but you have no choice. " Bruce explained as he drove and (Y/N) turned away from him, biting down on his tongue so that he wouldn't lash out against Bruce.

" I know you are not happy, but you will be happy in Gotham. "

" Sure. In a city ran by a clown and a bat. Sounds like heaven. " (Y/N) said sarcastically.

" It's actually a nice city once you live in it long enough. "

(Y/N) huffed, but kept his mouth shut. He didn't want to lash out at his father, he really didn't. His dad was doing something he needed and Bruce wasn't at fault.

It was the driver's fault.

But he was pissed and he just wanted to be alone. Bruce saw it and didn't say anything, driving back to Gotham. It was the most awkward drive Bruce has ever done in his life. The hour was quiet and once they parked in the yard of the manor, (Y/N) took a bag with his personal stuff, his Spiderman suit included, and made a beeline for his room.

He ran past everybody and they all looked at him with sad looks.

" Do you think he will be better soon? " Dick asked, glancing at Bruce.

" I don't know Dick. He is sensitive and he will need some time to process it. I don't think I can even introduce him to our line of work. He found justice, they got the driver. " Bruce said as he rubbed his chin and the boys had to agree to a certain agree.

" He just needs some time. The first few days are the toughest. He will get better as times passes. " Alfred said as he took one of the boxes out.

Those few days have passed and (Y/N) didn't really feel good. He didn't like the fact he is starting a new school year here, without his friends and a sense of familiarity. He would have to start a new, without... He cried a lot during the time and he just wore black. Alfred had to make sure he ate and Bruce was there to comfort him and make sure he is okay.

Another thing that was painful, alongside his mother's death was the fact that he couldn't be Spiderman. He couldn't go out, he couldn't save his fellow New Yorkers or chat with them. He saw the news talking about his absence and he wanted nothing more than to go back to New York.

Nothing more.

But... There is a problem called big brothers plus a dad.

They were always around, watching him. Always popping in his room to make sure he is okay and not hungry, knowing that eating wasn't easy. Everyone popped in to make sure he is okay. (Y/N) was sure they thought he would hurt himself somehow, but he wasn't doing that.

He would often sit down in his room, when he knew that his family was on patrol, he would take his suit out. He would watch the spider symbol, wishing he could be back in New York. Gotham was nothing compared to New York. New York was much better, still is better than this city. New York is alive, vibrant, full of colors.

And then you have Gotham.

But (Y/N) has had enough after 2 weeks. With a little bit sneaking around, he managed to buy a ticket, his suit underneath the normal clothes he was wearing. While his family was on patrol, he sneaked out and made his way to the station to leave. He was happy, but it was bitter sweet. It would remind him of the things he loved and yet... It would remind him of his mother.

He had actually had some money left for a few flowers to lay on her grave... (Y/N) put his head on the window, watching the scenery change. Left his phone at home so that they couldn't track him, so he spent his time looking out the window and stretching.

After a few hours, (Y/N) has arrived. He smiled as he saw his city. He took a deep breath in and walked around, just remembering the time in his city.

" My apologies New York. " (Y/N) mumbled as he started walking to the cemetery. It would be a long walk, but he had time. He really did. Once he came, the flower shop was open and he has paid with cash, making it difficult to track him. After getting a beautiful bouquet he walked to his mom's grave. He put them down and smiled...

Bittersweet beyond belief.

He kept knelt down on one knee, smiling at the gravestone. He smiled and wiped some of his tears away, not wanting to cry.

" Hey mom. I'm back. Dad wanted me to move, but I think I will stay here. " (Y/N) said as he got up and started walking to his apartment. He missed it, he really did. He could only hope that it's unlocked, but his neighbor had an extra key. He knew it.

And she loved him.

While (Y/N) was happy, the family wasn't really paying attention whether or not (Y/N) was in his room. They were thinking that he has slept. They couldn't have been more wrong about it. (Y/N) already had a whole night ahead of him as an advantage.

Alfred went to check and a few minutes later and he called out for Bruce in a panic. Everyone dropped the cutlery and ran upstairs to see if their butler was safe. Jason and Tim nearly tumbled over one another more than once. Damian jumped in first, ready to fight with the non existent intruder.

They were all shocked to see that there was no intruder. Another problem? There was no (Y/N). Jason checked the bathroom.

" Not in here. " He declared, closing the door.

Bruce wondered what the hell happened. Oh no. Where is he?

" Did anyone see him? " Bruce asked his sons, leaning on the wall.

" No... I thought he was in here. " Tim said as he looked out the window. " Where is he even? " Tim wondered. Bruce pondered for a moment.

" Lets go to the cave and check the cameras. " Bruce said as he pushed himself off of the wall. Everyone followed and soon, they were looking through the cameras.

They all paled when they saw that he went to the city. Bruce pulled all of the cameras he could and thanked God for facial recognition. He pulled it all to find (Y/N).

" Why did he escape? " Dick wondered out aloud. Was it the fact that they were checking on him too much? Was he smothered? Did they smother him?

" Shit. " Jason said next to Bruce as the two watched the screen. Everyone turned their heads to look at the screen. A train station. Bruce connected it.

" He went to New York. " Bruce said as he tracked (Y/N)'s phone.

" What the hell? " Tim wondered out loud.

Everyone frowned when the location turned out to be the manor. Everyone was now worried.

" He has to be in New York. He has to be. " Damian declared and everyone had to agree with it. They knew that (Y/N) coming here wasn't his choice and that he wanted to stay back in New York. Bruce couldn't blame (Y/N) for any of it, nobody could blame (Y/N) for trying to run to New York.

" He has an entire night as an advantage. " Damian said and everyone has agreed with him. That is one hell of an advantage.

" I'm not sure whether or not to be proud. " Bruce said, trying not to smile.

" A mixture of both. He passed the security. " Jason mumbled and Bruce chuckled.

" Yeah, I have to be a mixture of both. Lets do some more investigating and then lets go to New York at night. " Bruce said and everyone nodded.

(Y/N) has had fun during the day, but it seems that Green Goblin wasn't happy with the fact that he was gone out of their city. The fight has been going on for a while and (Y/N) was slowly getting exhausted. Ever so slowly.

(Y/N) knew that he couldn't lose his cool now. That's something that Green Goblin wanted him to do this entire fight. Green Goblin was taunting him and by God, (Y/N) was ready to kill. His wrists were hurting like never before.

He was ready to strike once more when he saw a familiar face. His dad and his brothers. Oh God. Were they all looking for him. They landed near him and (Y/N) swore that his heart was about to jump out of his chest. He really thought so.

" Hey Spidey, you need help? " Dick, well, Nightwing asked and (Y/N) shrugged his shoulders. " Could use some backup. " (Y/N) said, voice breathy.

" Arch nemesis? " Damian, well, Robin asked.

" Yup. "

" Sounds tough. " Dick said and (Y/N) got ready to strike once more. He saw an opening and took it.

(Y/N) was struck and he flew back onto the rooftop and something fell of as he landed. He couldn't pinpoint it, but every part of him screamed that something was wrong. He froze when he saw his father, covering them both with his big cape.

" (Y/N), why didn't you tell us? Is this why you didn't want to leave? " Bruce asked, glancing at his son, trying to see if he was injured.

" I... I didn't know how to... " (Y/N) admitted shyly, looking away from his dad.

" I'm not blaming you. But we have to talk about this later. We can't just leave it like this. Put on your mask and lets finish this. " Bruce said with a firm voice and (Y/N) nodded as he did so and with the help from Bruce, got up.

" Lets get the bastard. " (Y/N) said with so much determination and Bruce smiled proudly. He really is his son with that much determination.

The fight was tiring beyond belief, but the Batfamily was determined and persistent. And Green Goblin wasn't expecting the back up that (Y/N) has gotten out of nowhere. Soon, Green Goblin was taken into custody. Now it was all good. All good.

If you remember that (Y/N)'s family was still there, waiting to talk to him. He didn't really want to talk, he just wanted to avoid it. He didn't want to. By God, he wanted to go to sleep. But he knew that talk would happen eventually.

" Now, " Bruce started as he glanced at everyone. " I'm not mad you, but... You could have told us. We told you. " (Y/N) tried to say something, but Bruce stopped him. " Now, what happened happened. However, you can use your talents back in Gotham. "

(Y/N) shifted on his feet, nervous about it.

" No need to worry (Y/N). " Jason started, hands on his hips. " NYPD is more capable than GCPD. "

Everyone laughed at it. To some extent it's true, but (Y/N) wasn't convinced.

" You don't have to lose your Spider symbol. You can keep being Spiderman. You can be a spider and the rest can be birds. " Bruce said as he put his hand on (Y/N) shoulder.

" It's difficult to leave my city behind. " (Y/N) admitted and Bruce nodded in sympathy. The brothers hugged their brother, hugging him tightly.

They all were saying something, but (Y/N) couldn't understand. But he knew that they were all saying something positive.

" Now, lets go home and get you situated. " Bruce said and (Y/N) just looked at the sun.

" It weird to see you guys in this time of the day. " (Y/N) mumbled as he was led to the Batmobile. Everyone laughed at that. It was true. He really didn't want to leave New York city, but he knew that he could help them in Gotham.

He knew it would work out in the end.

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ifyoucandaniel · 3 months

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i know we all love our jason “reads classical literature and makes obscure literature references” todd, and usually damian is the other reader in the family and they either bond over their love for classical literature or try to kill each other. however i would like to take this a step further and say that EVERYone in the batfam are big readers. i come from a big family and all of us read in some way or another so here are my headcanons for the bats:

jason, as we know and love, is a massive classic literature buff. pride and prejudice, the brontë sisters, the iliad (he swears achilles and Patroclus are the greatest love story of all time), etc. he IS pretentious and everyone groans when classic literature is brought up in any debatable capacity. however his all time favorite book is the princess bride and he would die for buttercup. when the whole family starts watching jujutsu kaisen, jason reads the manga just so he can spoil things for damian that never actually happen. the day a new episode comes out jason tells damian panda was actually a spy and kills megumi. damian tries to kill him with his cereal spoon

while damian was with the league talia made sure he was sufficiently educated in classic literature in all their original languages, and he doesn’t mind a good classic. however i think he actually reads a lot of manga and children's classics. he read where the red fern grows and old yeller and cried, but he won’t ever admit it. he loves shonen and shojo manga, he really likes naruto and attack on titan (i can’t really decide what i think he’d like actually)

Dick is a smut slut girly!! he is in a bookclub with babs and steph where they read the sluttiest books to ever make it through publishing. He read ACOTAR and was constantly facetiming babs to rant. they're currently reading haunting adaline. Bruce once asked what the big deal was when the girls were talking to dick about fouth wing in the kitchen and they all looked at him with such offended expressions he never asked again

tim is also a pretentious fucker, but he reads dark academia. he will ride or die for Donna Tarte, his copy of the secret history is always on the desk by the batcomputer and he takes if we were villians on patrol with him. jason fucking hates his books and they're always fighting on who's taste in books is better. jason actually really loved a little life a cried seven times while reading it, but he would rather die than concede

steph is an AO3 girly!! she's part of the slut bookclub with dick and babs, but at heart she's an ao3 girly. she's also written her fair share of bruce wayne x batman fanfics. she once read a superbat fanfiction out loud to the boys and dick was absolutely enthralled, duke was morbidly facinated, damian had never been more disgusted in his life, and jason laughed so hard he almost threw up

duke reads a lot of comics (spiderman is his favorite because i say so and the MCU is their comic world), and he likes X-men and wolverine. he also really likes high fantasy and has read every book brandon sanderson has ever written

Cass like romance novels and ya books. damian acknowledges her taste in books after she defends his stance on harry potter and percy jackson being classics when jason tries to argue that they don't belong in the same category as his books. she read the cruel prince and convinced bruce to get her a snake she named percy. she reads books damian recommends and he would never actually say it out loud, but he secretly loves sharing his books with her and feels a lot closer to her because of her willingness to read what he recommends

bruce isn't typically a reader (he's too busy serving justice and kicking ass) but he will read books that his kids ask him to. he read the entire wheel of time series with duke and would go on patrols with him after just to talk about it. he read the golden compass to dick when he first took him in, and he read all of jane austen's books after jason told him he must be illiterate if he'd never picked up a classic

now what about alfred...

i dont have time to do everyone else and this is super rushed, but I just couldn't stop thinking about dick and babs having a little book club and reading the sluttiest books ever

#batfam #dick grayson #jason todd #tim drake #stephanie brown #damian wayne #barbra gordon #bruce wayne #duke thomas #batman #batfam headcanons #alfred pennyworth #i feel like i definately could have done more with this but this is just off the top of my head #i feel like i messed up a few of them but you get my point #theyr readers and theyre all besties

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