Um if nsft is ok, the batfam fighting over who gets to take which 1sts? Pls and ty!
Who's First? Yandere!Batfam x GN!Reader
Warnings: NSWF implications, Yandere implications, and mentions of small fantasies of harming and killing others. Also implied group sexual activities.
While they may seem to treat it like a game, it truly never was, not for them. Dick cast the first stone, taking you out on your first date, with them at least, while also getting your first kiss on the same night. The others looked on in jealousy as you clung to him as he romantically but carefully dipped you into a kiss right outside of the soft lights of newly opened butterfly gardens. Despite the Boy's jealousy, they were able to appreciate the beauty of the moment, how the cool moon reflected in your eyes, and how you smiled genuinely as your lips met Dick’s. They all watch, peering through bushes or from behind food stands as the two of you share a small intimate moment and they imagine that it is them instead of him.
Later that night after you have been driven home, the boys congregated inside of one of Jason's safe houses, free from the walls that have eyes in Wayne manor. Tim sits next to Jason, Jason next to Damian, but not one of them next to Dick. Tim stared at the faint lipstick Mark on Dicks lips and he wondered for a moment if it would be worth it to use his hand to wipe it Off of his face just for a chance to taste your lips. Jason huffed, his large chest expanding with each breath as he puffed out his chest like a bird trying to scare off others in an unneeded attempt at sexual selection. That Night they argued about what dick did, about how it was unfair of him to take (y/n) on a date and kiss on the same night! In the end, they came up with not a compromise, but a competition.
It isn't but the second that Tim leaves Jason's safe house he shoots you a text to hang out, only to be told that you were already spending the day with Damian. Damian who apparently asked you on a day trip the second he saw you kiss Dick. At first, Tim seethed in jealousy, but after doing some soul searching he remembered that he is the pettiest bitch, and invited himself, and the rest of his brothers on the trip.
As much as the constant physical contact over simulated you, you were distracted by the gorgeous scenery, warm sunny rays glittered the roads and waters that sped past the windows, birds swooping through the skyline, and lush grasses that waved with every rush of wind that blew through their blades. No doubt this was a view you would never see in Gotham in a million years. But while you stare out of the window, a long-forgotten water bottle held in your hands, beginning to slip as you watch the outside world like a painting, the boys look at you in the same way. To them, you were the painting, the priceless piece of art. This of course meant that you had to be protected. Art is fragile, expensive, and fleeting. Damian, knowing this well stays focused on the road, his eyes honing in on the cars and asphalt pavement before him. With every small movement, the car makes he micro adjusts, trying to make the car bend to his every whim, to protect the precious cargo inside. If anything did happen, the thought made his stomach churn and heart race, his brother's broken bodies would make a good cushion to soften your fall. Damian smiles at the thought.
Of course, Dick can’t let Damian have his moment, so he asks him “Arent you like three months old? Aren't you too young to drive?” Damian grimaces for a second, he often dislikes being the youngest, never treated ‘manly’ enough. He didn’t mind being viewed that way, so long as he wasn’t underestimated, but he was bothered because while he didn’t think Dick meant for it to come off like this, he didn’t want to be seen by lesser when the love of his life was sitting behind him. “Aren't you too old to be alive?” Damian snaps back “I can see the rust in your joints you absolute fucking corpse- oh I'm sorry, should I speak louder so you can hear m your prehistoric fossil?!” Damian growls, his hands gripping the steering wheel so hard that his nails tore into the expensive leather cover. Dick goes slack-jawed and stays silent, only for thirty seconds before forgetting about the occurrence, but it was enough to give Damian a bit of peace.
Jason chuckled at the exchange he witnessed before him, not at all subtly wrapping his arm around your waist, pressing your body even closer to him. You weren't paying attention to what he said, but you did notice how his voice reverberated through your body like a purr, almost like bone conduction the way it sent electricity through your nerves and circled around in your skull. You were about to ask him to repeat himself when the car rolled to a stop, Dick hopping out and stretching way farther back than should be possible before Damian even stopped the car. Jason slowly released you, much to Tim's delight as he immediately clung to you and dragged you out of the car through his side. You too got your chance to stretch as you took in your surroundings. You were at a campsite you noticed. While you knew that the plan had changed because the others were coming along, you didn’t know what to expect. Looking to Damian he had a smug look on his face, although you couldn’t figure out why. Damian waved the rest of you off, so the three of you went to explore, you grabbing your bag just in case.
The three of you walked on beautiful earthen paths, moss and ferns lined the ground and lush green trees arched overhead like umbrellas to block the fading mid-day sun. As you walked around the path Tim leaned on you, his head cresting the crown of your head and Jason and Dick walked ahead, chattering quietly. The wind rustled the leaves in the trees and sent them falling like flower petals during a wedding, or so Tim thought as he absentmindedly wrapped his arms under your chest, having to lean down and walk awkwardly to keep such a position. It was less than five minutes later that you could hear running water, and five minutes after that before you could see it. It would've been faster but Tim was slowing you down exponentially.
A small but gorgeous waterfall cascaded down into clear blue waters that rippled the sunlight like a dusting of many tiny stars. Dick rushed back to you, ripping you from Tim's grasp and bringing you to the water's edge, asking if you had a swimsuit, and was delighted when you pulled one out of your bag. Tim glared as he looked at dick, he loved him, truly, but would you cry if he drowned him in this lake? Would you scream if you saw his lifeless body float to the top? If he wasn’t worried about the emotional harm he wouldn’t be able to contain himself, and while you would look so cute crying, no one should be the cause of your tears unless it’s from him.
Dick held no regrets as he stripped butt naked right there, tossing his clothes in a pile and running to jump into the water, however, he slipped and fell on his ass, the slippery rocks catapulting him into the water, but not how he planned. Jason followed suit although chuckling the whole time, disappointed that you missed the action as you were changing. Tim, seeing the both of them occupied with you, stole Dicks clothes and hid them in a tree, chucking his underwear extra high up, to teach him a lesson. As he returned he saw Dick way too close to you, the clear waters leaving nothing to the imagination. Tim was about to grab a stick to beat him with when he thought better of it, and sat at the water's edge, his feet skimming the surface of the water, a curious fish dancing round his digits.
Damian was pleased with the outcome of things. While he may not have wanted his brothers to come along, there was no better way to let his brothers know where they stood in the hierarchy than to prove how unprepared they were. Damian nailed the last pike into the ground before unfolding and inflating an air mattress inside the roomy tent. Hearing the crunch of twigs And leaves he came out of the tent, Seeing you And the parasite who followed you. He smiled at you in the award-winning model smile he only gives to you and showed off his handy work, three much smaller tents sat to the side, unopened and untouched. A campfire Roared and flickered a safe distance away from the tent, various foods scattered around it.
As you All ate. Damian demanded your presence be close to him as he linked an arm with you, making it difficult for you to eat so he just hand-fed you. You all watched the sun fade behind the tree line and idly chatted while the moon rose, frogs croaked and crickets chirped as owls and bats occasionally swooped through the trees. The night air grew chill as Damian announced that it would be best for everyone to get to sleep. Jason, Tim, and Dick all looked to the tents that lettered the ground as they stood up and mumbled various complaints before dick took it as an opportunity to race Tim on who could set their tent up faster. In the end, Dick won, but only because he put his tent together completely wrong, poles sticking out from various places and the fabric door pulled so taught that it couldn’t close properly.
You lay in the tent rolled onto your side, Damian's nose pressed deep in your neck triumphantly, his breath warming and ticking your skin however he wasn't asleep, but neither were you. You laughed at the sensation and rolled over to face him, planting a chaste kiss on his lips, he immediately returned it and deepened the kiss. You could feel him smirk into the kiss and his hands traveled down your body, groping and massaging your skin before he sat on top of you, pinning you down as he littered your neck with gentle kisses. One of his hands meets with your own as his fingers terrace your own before a loud “OW!” is heard from outside of the tent, followed by a loud clanging and the sound of ripping fabric then a Thump. Damian grunts and gets off of you to check outside when he is immediately faced with Dick who is right outside of the tent.
“For fucks sake Dick, what the hell-” Dick cuts him off, using his body to block the view of the destroyed tent that looked burnt for some reason. “Can I sleep with-” “NO-” “Thanks little D!” Dick says, pushing past him and firmly throwing himself onto the air mattress, grabbing your arm because you would've been launched off otherwise. Dmian appears to be less than thrilled, a vein popping from his forehead and his ear glowing a faint red as he tries and fails to calmly say, ”Get the hell ou-” his words interrupted as a zipping noise is heard behind him, a disgruntled Tim standing next to an amused Jason. “Go ahead, tell them, Tim,” Jason says, pushing Tim into the tent. “I had a nightmare?” Tim says, not convinced by his own words. Jason follows after him poorly hiding his snickering. The tent is overfilled and while it may not be cramped, it is definitely within crowded territory, the sheer waterproof netting in the top being one of the only things keeping the claustrophobia at bay, along with the temperature.
The presence of the others however in no way encouraged Dick to behave, one of his chilly hands holding you against him, your back to his chest as his other hand trailed to your chest, holding you tighter as you squirmed and delighting in the way your body arched against him. Damian grabs dick by his hair and yanks his head back separating him partially from you giving Jason the ability to scoop you up and pull you on top of himself, his hands gripping your hips as you straddle him. This wasn’t how you expected the night to go but then again, no need to argue about who goes first, when it's everyone at once.
AN: I like this, I might make a part two that is more NSFW centralized.
FUN FACTS! #1 This story takes place in New Jersey (where Gotham is located) and goes to Maryland into the North Point State Park! While I did label the park as having a lake, North Point has marshland and I would NOT recommend swimming in the body of water I reference! Although it also has a beach as well! #2 I have never been camping, so I pulled all of this out of my ass! Sorry if it isn't realistic. #3 Sorry about the weird cuts in areas, I had to make it shorter so I didn’t spend all my time on this work, it was only supposed to be a 500-word drabble…
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I know it will never happen because DC are cowards but the only thing I want from life is to watch Damian grow up and leave vigilantism behind forever.
He was the only one of his siblings who didn’t in someway choose to fight. He didn’t become Robin because he wanted to keep people safe or because no one else was available or because he was watching the hero that he idolised crumble before his eyes. He didn’t see it as magic or some lost connection to his parents or an opportunity to defend people who couldn’t defend themselves.
He’s Robin because it’s what he was told to be. Talia sent him to Bruce to learn from him (and kill Dick I think) but regardless Robin wasn’t necessarily supposed to be a part of that. Damian wanted it to prove his was better than Tim and because he saw being his fathers partner as being the only way to learn from him.
But I kinda want Damian to grow up and realise he doesn’t need to fight anymore. I mean idk how it would go but I think there’s potential for a pretty fucked up angst filled realisation that he died at like 12 years old.
I feel like that’s a good enough reason to stop the whole crime fighting thing.
Me personally, I just want to see him settle down into a civilian lifestyle. Become a doctor or a vet or a zoologist and just live his life.
Also I think the idea of med-student Damian running on coffee and adrenaline a week before finals having like 5 muggers bust into his tiny studio apartment (because this is Gotham and shit happens) just get absolutely floored by a teenager wearing sweats and a hoodie looking like death itself is absolutely hilarious.
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Quick doodle of little Damian and his other bro Respawn + Momma Talia too
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May or may not clean and fully finish these up lol, but I really wanted to do some fluff with these three hehehehe, so I really like it anyways💖
Also, for anyone wondering why Respawn is here with Damian and Talia, and while so young too instead of as a teen, this is not my Young age au here lol, I just changed up Respawn's backstory for my version of the main DC universe, making it that instead of Ra's, it was actually Slade, for very selfish reasons, who had created Respawn himself, using his and Talia's DNA mix just like in canon to make it happen, and was the one who had him in his care ever since he was born. But then one day, Talia found out about Respawn's existence and also the fact that he's her Son, while unexpectedly stumbling upon both him and Slade during a mission of hers, so then she decided to take him away with her to raise instead, since despite Slade being the Father, she sees him as a danger that should never be near kids, especially after hearing everything he's done to his other older ones before, so she's definitely not gonna let her child keep being stuck with that. Once Talia successfully brings Respawn back to the League without Slade being able to follow her, he officially becomes apart of the Al Ghul family after that and stays living with them for a long good while before certain events in the future happen. There's way more details to this version of the backstory though and to the future parts of it too, but this is just to only quickly summarize things here, but anyways that is why he is here as a young kid with them both (and another thing that I wanna mention too, unlike canon, Ra's and Talia do not abuse him in this version of things! They care about him like how they care about Damian and treat him the same as him too)
Also, I am thinking that Talia would feel like it's also so wrong that Slade didn't give Respawn a real name, so she decides to name him "Abbas", which is an Arabic name that means "Lion", because it describes his strength as the fighter he was already trained to be and the internal one he also had while dealing with Slade for so long before she had finally met and rescued him. After that, Respawn begins to grow attached to it and understands the actual love and thoughtfulness behind it, unlike his original one, and it lets him see and feel like he's really cared for, so in result, this causes the name "Respawn" to later become one that belongs more to his sepereate identity instead in the future whenever the mask is on
And he leaves the Wilson name behind too, since he doesn't want to be associated with Slade anymore after going through a lot of abuse from him, so he just completely goes by "Abbas Al Ghul"
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