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igotanidea · 10 months

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Bonding: Damian Wayne x sister!reader

Request: from the prompt list : 4: "Didn't know you liked being pinned to the ground this much

Warning: nothing, it;s just fun and fluff, most likely set in the WFA universe.

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„What happened to you two?” Dick could barely hold back the terror in his voice upon watching his younger siblings. Jason however was not so considerate and straight forward started laughing at Y/N and Damian, the former with the nose swollen and red like a Rudolf and the latter with childish patches all over his forearms.

“Have you two escaped the circus? Sure as hell with such look you would fit there!” he let out a laugh so loud it captured the attention of no one else than Bruce, who became alerted in an instant. It wasn’t usual for Jason to be this happy and chuckling and it was …. suspicious.

Similar to Dick’s, his face dropped upon seeing his kids in such damaged state and just sighed deeply.

“What did you do?” he rubbed his forehead, looking up to the sky probably wondering what mistake did he make (well, the question should have been – what mistake didn’t he make?). Never before had he looked so fatherly, like when Y/N and Damian started their mischief.

Y/N was the middle child, younger than Dick and Jason, but older than Tim and Damian, but Bruce could swear that sometimes she acted like a literal five year old. Especially when any of her brothers started messing up with her things. Especially when Damian did. No one could ever tell what atrocities she could resort to when he grabbed something that wasn’t his.

“It was all his fault!” Y/N cried out, her voice muffled by the swollen nose and she sounded more like a wounded animal rather than a human being.

“I am beyond your level, Y/N and cannot be blamed for…..”

“SIT!” Bruce growled in desperation, but neither of his kids listened. If anything they started bantering even more.

“Not many parental successes on your account, right Bruce?” Jason mocked, but the oldest Wayne didn’t bother answering. Instead he grabbed Damian by the collar and yanked him back and in the air so his feet started dangling above the ground. Luckily Y/N was too tall to do that to her as well.

“This is derogatory” Damian crossed his arms and pouted, the funniest look of her brother making Y/N laugh loudly “put me down, father so I can kick her ass again and….”

“Again?” Bruce eyes focused on his youngest son “what do you mean, again?”

“Nothing!” Y/N chimed in, desperate to keep some kind of secret

“Oh, are you ashamed to admit you got beaten by me in the combat, dear sister?”

“Shut up you little rascal!” Y/N threw herself at him, but this time it was Dick who grabbed her and hold her back

“What did he do?” Grayson asked, knowing well enough how much of a menace Damian could be

“NOTHING!” the boy struggled against his father’s grip

“Who’s afraid to admit what now?!” Y/N smirked at him.

“Ok, that’s it” clearly it was Jason who lost patience first “talk or I’ll draw blood.”

“You wouldn’t dare.” His sister threw him a daring gaze

“Wanna try me, sis? You already got a swollen nose and I can bet that this guy you like…..”

“SHUT UP JASON!”

“wait, there’s a guy?” Bruce was confused “who is he? Why didn’t I met him? How much does he know about us?”

“Not the time, Bruce!”

“LET ME GO DICK!!”

“Sorry, sunshine can’t really do that. Unless you tell us what happened.”

“fine!” she hissed “fine! I’ll tell you!”

An hour ago

“DAMIAN WAYNE!” her voice echoed through the whole Wayne Manor and made the glassed windows shake. Honestly, how could no one in the family of vigilante hear that was beyond her. “you little piece of shit, where the hell are you!?”

“Have you called me sister?” Damian emerged from his room, looking nothing but innocent with the play-pretend smile. But Y/N knew better. She was fairly aware that he was skillful in using that Wayne gene trying to charm people. Too bad his eyes were glistening with mischief.

“You can’t play me, you demon.”

“Did something happened?” he titled his head in curiosity, observing his sister getting more and more angry. Oh, how entertaining it was to see her face get red, her fist clench. Fascinating how girl’s hormones worked.

But clearly, he underestimated Y/N. Yes, she was an emotional young woman surrounded by no less than four brothers, but she was also an adopted Wayne. And the realization of that fact made her calm down. Damian wanted her to get mad. Which meant he had some sort of plan.

“My little, sweet, wonderful, lovely brother.” She quickly changed the method of acting

“Huh?” Damian frowned, still not used to people acting nice towards him. This was…. unexpected. Y/N was clearly cunning and he had to be prepared.

“Tell me, did you happen to see my phone somewhere around?”

“No.” the answer was clearly too fast to be convincing.

“Really?” she smiled and looked over his shoulder inside his room. The perks of being taller and seeing more. “Then what is lying there on your desk?”

“That’s mine.”

“Damian…..” her voice became serious, her posture tensing “give it back to me. Now.”

“No.” he crossed arms, mimicking her position. Oh, they were both preparing for a fight, neither even beginning to consider the option of relenting. “does father know about your little crush?”

“YOU WERE READING MY TEXTS?!!?”

“Do you even realize in how much danger you put us because of your silly little….”

“AH!!” he did not get to finish the sentence when she went at him taking him by surprise. However, not enough of a surprise that he didn’t manage to step back. Instead of pining him to the ground she tripped and dashed into his room, immediately reaching towards the bed to grab her mobile, but Damian grabbed her arm and yanked her back.

“You little rascal!” she yelled, when they started a real Batman-style fight. “It’s mine!”

“it’s a violation of the rules!” he spat back “we’re not supposed to be in a relationship with civilians!”

“what would you know about relationships?!” Y/N blocked his punch, turning around and tripping him up. “you were raised by freaking assassins!”

“How bad we don’t get to choose family, right?” he hissed, falling on his back on the ground but immediately getting up and attacking her again.

Y/N was good, skilled and intuitive, but Damian was smaller and maybe a bit faster and that’s why she did not see it coming when he glanced off the mattress and landed on her back, trying to tackle her to the ground

“GET OFF ME!” she yelled trying to untangle his arms from her neck

“Not a chance!”

They were struggling so hard that at one point this fight moved towards the corridor and with just one wrong step they started falling down the stairs, still doing their best to damage one another. Damian was pulling at Y/N hair, while she covered his eyes in an attempt to blind him. It took a few minutes of weltering, grunting and dapping before they ended up at the base of the stairs.

“Auch…..” they both moaned in unison, their bones and bones already bruised and damaged. It really did hurt.

“HAHA! I won!” Damian yelled as he realized that the position in which they landed allowed him to sit on top of her sister, his weight holding her down.

“Get off me you idiot…..” she whined trying to push him away, but not succeeding at all.

“Didn't know you liked being pinned to the ground this much, Y/N” Damian laughed at her poor, week attempt to get rid of him.

“AH!” she cried out again and started waving her hands at him, Damian instantly started the same and now they were laying on the floor, with him still on top of her, acting like toddlers and emitting battle cries.

“MASTER DAMIAN! MISS Y/N!”

Shit.

Alfred.

The butler just sighed deeply, too used to many very strange views and behaviors around the manor. Too many to care and ask questions.

“Please get up from the floor. Miss Y/N, your nose is bleeding and as for you, Master Damian you got bloody scratches all over your arms.”

“Sorry Alfred.” They followed every word Alfred said to them and stood beside him with their heads hanging low.

“Let’s patch you two up.” Alfred motioned them towards the living room, gathering medical supplied on the way.

Now.

“And he gave you a animal shaped patch!” Jason laughed so hard he had to grab his belly, almost rolling of the couch

“Didn’t you hear a word, Jace? He took her phone! She had every right to be angry and act irrational…” Dick took his sister’s site

“Hm.” Bruce grunted

“I can’t believe I’m saying this, but good job on being stealthy” Jason chucked towards Damian “normally it would be Tim to try and do such thing.”

“Are you taking his side now?” Y/N’s eyes went wide “I can’t believe….. ah!” sudden outburst made her nose bleed even more and she held the nearby cloth tighter to the bruised part of her face. “mhmmmhmhm” she mumbled grumpily

“Hm” Bruce grunted again

“Aren’t you gonna say something?” Dick turned towards his father in a bit of shock. Normally Bruce would be the one to punish them both for disobeying the rules of the Manor but now he was just sitting on the couch, his mind wondering elsewhere.

“no.”

“What?!” four pair of surprised eyes landed on him in pure disbelief of how he acted.

“Wouldn’t make any difference. Another day another fight. Just…. apologize to each other. I’m going to the batcave. Dick, Jason come with me.”

“The hell I’m going to ….” Jason started but the look in Bruce eyes made him relent. And that was how Y/N and Damian ended up alone in the living room, sitting next to each other, eyes on the floor.

“Does it hurt much?” he asked

“Not much more than yesterday. I’ll be fine. “ she shrugged like nothing happened “Do you think they know?”

“About what? Our secret plan to make them all crazy and take over the manor?”

“Pretty much, yes.”

“Not sure. Might need some more observation on the matter.”

“So….. we do it again tomorrow?” she smirked

“Oh, absolutely” he smiled back at her, eyes sparkling. It was always fun to fight with her.

“Then can I have my phone back?”

“Sure, I’ve seen all there was to see. “

“I hate you, Damian.” Y/N grinned looking at him

“I hate you too, sis.” He replied with a smirk

And just like that, they bumped their fists. All was good between them.

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Meanwhile, Tim was hidden in the batcave, glued to the computer, not realizing anything of the events happening upstairs. He only raised his head once he heard Bruce, Dick and Jason entering.

“Did they do it again?” he asked seeing Bruce’s harrowed face, being enough of an answer “Ha! Life never gets boring with those two troublemakers around!”

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redhead-batgal · 3 months

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Hey , I recently read your Damian Wayne one shot called she's so gone and I was wondering if you were going to make a part 2 . I absolutely loved it and would love to read a part 2 and I look forward to seeing more of your stories and if you don't write a part please tag me in a post that u are not gonna write part 2 I would really appreciate it. And awesome stories btw .☺️❤️

Type: Two-Shot (Part One: Here)

Pairing: Fem! and Best Friend! Reader x Damian Wayne/ Robin

Word Count: 7,462

Content: angsty, angsty times, arguing, confrontation babes, the sis is back, maybe some PDA, amazing friend! Jon Kent, fluffies????, language, violence, self-deprecating reader thoughts, batfam supporting reader, and aged up reader/Damian to 18 yrs

(P.S: Sooooo, yeah, I hope y'all enjoy this chaos cuz it may or may not get intense at some point but like.... you did ask for this, however y'all will like the ending I promise)

(P.P.S: Forgive me I'm really really bad at writing PDA)

Y/N: your name, S/n: Sister's name

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There is something hollow and empty in heartbreak. Some emptiness that consumes everything in a twirling barreling black hole that destroyed anything that entered its orbit. Transforming the raw and fierce emotions into a numb and darkness that overtook and elapsed time and almost even life itself. It was almost like a never-ending wave, water pounding in ears and honing the sound of a beating heart. Something about that feeling that was almost...addictive.

Though this feeling- this destruction was oh so painful. Part of you- part of you clung to it. Maybe it was because these horrible and draining emotions helped you focus on something other-other than the betrayal and other then... other than your inadequacies. After all, Damian wouldn't have chosen S/N right? if you have been better if you had been greater, if you had just been more, maybe- just maybe he wouldn't have left- he wouldn't have abandoned you.

These thoughts had you up at night despite the heartbreak roaring through your mind. It made adjusting to your new life in Metropolis so much harder. And even though you had developed a poker face of sorts, your new roommate Jon Kent always seemed to know when you were struggling.

It wasn't as though he could read your mind or that he had any feelings for you, but more as that he knew you so well. He was, in a sense, the sibling- the brother you had needed. A person to rely on and to confide in. It was surprising how willing Jon was to listen to your woes despite the fact that he was close friends with Damian. Despite the fact that he knew your sister, he knew her well, he still listened to everything that had happened and your point of view of it all.

It was even more surprising that he comforted you. Not in a soft way, but in the ruffling of hair and saying that your family, your sister and even Damian didn't deserve you. Before continuing with even if you really are annoying. You had laughed, tears spilling from your eyes before nodding.

Regardless of Jon's comments and the quiet messages of encouragement from Oracle saying she won't tell Damian where you were at and that you were in the right, your mind still scrambled and screamed.

It's all your fault

he left because you aren't good enough

you should have died that night

These swirls of terror overtook you at the worst of times. In the dead of night when you were all alone; in crowded rooms at parties Jon had convinced you to go to; even in your sleep. Yanking you from the one peace and bliss you had to the roaring of self-hatred and scorn. And today was no different.

Just as the soft hues of light brushed the horizon, your mind bellowed and twisted, pulling you from sweet dreams of the past you longed to return to.

Partially panting you sat up, teeth sinking into your bottom lip as you intertwined a hand into your hair. Squeezing your eyes shut you focused on your racing heart instead of the thoughts that fought to be known.

Moments later there was a knock on your door. Sighing heavily, you slipped from bed and walked over to the door. Opening it with a weak wave you turned back towards your bed. In the doorway Jon stood a worried look on his face.

"Are you okay?" He whispered, having clearly been awoken by your frantic episode.

"I guess, I mean nothing out of the ordinary is happening." You grumbled in reply, rubbing your brow.

There was silence between the two of you and Jon walked into your room flopping onto your bed with a slight grunt, "So all the fun times?"

"Of course, what else would you expect from me?"

Jon laughed slightly and you sank onto the ground leaning your head half against the bed, half against Jon's leg. Something stirred and shifted in you and closing your eyes you muttered a question,

"Do-do you hear it too?"

"Your voices? no, I think those are your special friends."

Shooting him a glare of sorts you swatted at his leg, and he chuckled before letting out a soft yawn. There was more silence before he sighed.

"Okay, okay you're serious... yeah. I do. I mean it's not like what you're going through but I hear the doubts and negative thoughts too."

Something about his words made you want to protest, to say it wasn't that bad, or really untrue. Something also struck a match in your chest, alighting warmth and comfort and something almost burst.

Swallowing back your tears you leaned back a bit to see his face before you continued.

"So... I'm not crazy or awful for having voices tell me all the bad things I've done?'

Jon snorted and you had to resist the urge to punch him. He sits up glancing down at you before sighing dramatically.

"No, that doesn't make you crazy. You are perfectly crazy all on your own."

With that a wave of relief came over you as you jumped to your feet. Jon rose and you pushed at him a smile of sorts on your face. He gasped dramatically before reaching out to push you back. You dodged his hands as laughter began to build in your chest.

"oh, it is so on." Jon muttered and a laugh escaped you.

Turning you skidded out of your room, avoiding Jon's attempts to push you as you hurried down the hall into the kitchen. Your feet slid across hardwood floors almost gliding when your foot caught on a chair leg, and you practically flew forwards, your face slamming straight onto the ground.

A bit of pain raced over you, but it was familiar enough for you to know that the most you would have is a bruise.

There was silence, then roaring laughter and you hazily pushed yourself up to see Jon cackling. His hand pressed to his stomach as he laughed at your fall.

"You are such a dick." You mumbled as you pushed yourself up.

Jon did not seem to care and continued to laugh. You rolled your eyes before pushing yourself to your feet. His laughter seemed to halt as you turned towards him. He paused, weakly smiling, "Is this the part where I run?"

Smiling slowly, you tilted your head and shrugged.

"It can be; however I am willing to negotiate."

He hesitated, eyes going wide as he looked around the room clearly noticing the hardwood floors and his feet in socks.

"Ah okay, uhm how does hot chocolate sound?"

You narrowed your eyes taking a step forwards, Jon's hands went out and he blinked a few times taking a step back.

"And a donut or pastry or whatever you like."

You took another step forwards and Jon flinched raising his hands to cover himself as he squeaked out,

"From Nonna's!"

You hesitated, recalling the Italian woman's small cafe and all the baked goods inside. Including her delightful assortment of drinks.

"I want extra whipped cream on my drink and a bag of stuff."

Jon paused, looking up at you slowly, his eyes narrowed, "Is that all?"

You thought for a moment and nodded, "Yes."

He held out a hand slightly shaking, and you grinned, "Deal."

After a somewhat civil handshake, you took a step back feeling something warm in your chest.

"I'll get my shoes and coat!"

Bounding back to your room you grabbed a pair of shoes and a coat before practically skipping back into the kitchen. Jon had his arms crossed as he leaned against the wall, a strange look on his face. As you pulled your coat and shoes on you approached him.

"Ready?"

He hesitated, making eye contact with you and blanching. He cleared his throat, eyes darting towards the front door.

"I- i I uh... I don't think going now is a good idea-"

You rolled your eyes, "You promised, we are going no backing out, we shook on it!"

But something about his hesitance made your stomach churn, pins and needles beginning to bounce on your chest.

Jon opened his mouth to say something else and you walked over to the door, your hand resting on the handle when something escapes him.

"Wait!" He almost squeaks.

You hesitated for a moment before looking back to the door and slowly opening it. An empty hallway stood before you and you tilted to show Jon. Snorting a laugh at his surprise you scrunched up your nose giving him a teasing look, hoping to make him roll his eyes- or at the very least stop his nervous behavior.

"Does the big bad empty space scare you Little Johnny?" You asked in a voice you'd use on a child.

Jon seemed to relax, his shoulders dropping and air leaving him as he stared at the doorway; clearly not registering your taunt. A second passed before his head snapped in your direction and he narrowed his eyes.

"Seriously? Little Johnny?"

You shrugged, "What else am I supposed to call you? Your name???"

This made him laugh, which calmed the buzzing on your chest and churning in your stomach. Yet, something about the look in his eyes made the pins and needles dig deeper, moving to the back of your neck and shoulders.

Jon moved towards you and the door, seeming more relaxed than before but... something seemed off. However, you didn't know Jon well enough to know what exactly that meant.

He gestured out the doorway smiling slightly, "Shall we?"

Pausing you nodded, a slur of worries being pushed back in your mind as you smiled, "Of course!"

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Surprisingly, despite the early hour, Nonna's was in fact open. You were not in fact Nonna's first customers; however, you were able to get your order in. You had to wait but waiting for Nonna's goodies was worth it.

Though, Jon was acting a bit odd. Looking at his phone frequently as he shifted from one foot to the other, eyes darting to the door every once in a while. After nearly ten minutes of this behavior, you were suspicious. Elbowing his side, you tilted your head and opened your mouth to ask him what was going on when Nonna called out your name. You moved to get your order, smiling at Nonna from behind the counter.

"Here's what you asked for piccolina, I added some extra's since you and that patatino," She gestured to Jon who was staring at the door frozen, "over there are looking a little thin."

You nodded smiling, as you took your bag and hot chocolate from her, happy for the food but worried as the pins and needles stabbed into your neck and shoulders, dancing around your heart.

"Buongiorno Nonna."

"Torna Presto, Piccolina!"

Nonna beamed as she moved on to her next customer. Turning back towards Jon you moved towards him, brow furrowed as you stopped at his side.

"What the heck, are you okay Jon?"

He didn't reply, instead he stiffed as the bell to Nonna's rang. His eyes locked on who just entered as he took a breath in slowly. Confused, you looked to see what was making him so still.

Standing in the doorway, disheveled and sweating was none other than Damian Wayne. The two of you made eye contact and you felt the air and color leave you. Heart hammering, you froze for a singular moment, long enough to see the recognition and relief in his eyes.

Something warm blossomed in your chest, a wave of joy that wrapped around your throat. It squeezed at your heart as a bitter taste coated your tongue and you weakly took a breath in. He was here, he was here. It was almost instinctual to lean in and hug him. To start some sort of physical contact as if you make sure he was here-truly here. Then the tight pulsing of your veins and breathing of your lungs yanked you back into reality. He- he had betrayed you, he- he had abandoned you. Pulling back, you squeezed your hand into a fist, eyes raking over him before noticing the movement just beyond his shoulder. No, the person behind him. She looked a little frazzled, but still as perfect as ever. Looking back to Damian the sluggish feeling of betrayal up your spine.

A wave of emotions fierce and roaring climbed up your throat as you backed away from the door. For a moment you couldn't breathe, and the world was spinning as a realization crashed down around you.

He was here.

Why was he here? Why did he have to come just as you were starting to get numb to all those emotions? Why did he have to come after you just made it past an episode? Why did he come? Why? Why?!

Swallowing you pushed back your worries and fears, back the questions and pain. Gripping your hot chocolate tighter as you let out a slow breath, then you began walking towards the door. Hoping your nonchalant attitude would make them ignore you or so baffled you could slip past. As you made it to the doorway, you began to slide towards the street, outside of the store-the place with no escape, to the open and free air that allowed you the opportunity to turn and leave.

Unfortunately, your hopes were in vain. A hand clamped down on your arm, pulling you in. And you blinked, looking to find Damian Wayne practically towering next to you. Eyes frantically racing over your face and body, worry covering every feature as you felt his heavy breaths on your skin. Hell, his heaving chest nearly touched your arms as you felt his heat.

"Y/N."

Taking another breath you gave him a blank look, your eyes instantly drawn to your sister loitering behind him. A muddled mixture of emotions on her face.

"If," You began calmly, your eyes locking on his nose, so you don't have to look into his eyes, "you're here because you think I'm trying to steal Jon or poison him against you, you should know I'm not. And there's no reason to worry."

You saw his jaw twitch and his grip tightened on your arm as he pulled you in even closer. Faintly, you could feel Jon lingering behind you. Clearly watching and waiting for a moment that deemed too much for you or a spot to intervene.

"I am not here because of that."

You bit the inside of your cheek as you looked away from Damian's face. Eyes once again drawing to your sister, whose brow was furrowed, a scowl of sorts on her face.

"Then why are you here?" You softly asked nails digging into your palm as you looked towards the floor.

"I'm here for you."

Snapping up, you raised your head and made the unfortunate mistake of meeting Damian's gaze. There was some kind of pain you noticed in his eyes. Pain, worry and something you refused to believe was real.

Longing

Looking away you tried to focus to stay calm, but your heart refused to listen.

Liar one side of it hissed

For me? the other side sobbed

Pushing down your feuding heart, you tried to think, think of the real reason he could be here. It took just a moment for you to come to what you thought was a viable conclusion.

He was here to show you how awful you really were.

He was here to prove he was in the right, and you were wrong.

To show that you weren't good enough.

That your sister was and that's the whole reason he chose her was because you weren't good enough.

Because you weren't enough.

The air stopped in your chest, and it was then you noticed your sister's gaze locked on Damian's hand gripping your arm. Forcing a breath you swallowed, your free hand to touch the one holding you there.

Almost instantly, Damian let go of your arm, his brows creased as his gaze flicked, just for a moment to Jon. Quickly looking back at you, almost as if he was scared, you'd disappear or be gone since he took his eyes off of you, Damian let out a long breath. Then, he stepped back until he was on the sidewalk, out of the doorway but blocking any escape onto the street.

Part of you hated that he knew you well enough to know you'd try to escape. Knew you well enough to know cornering you in a public place would not only make you even more hostile but frustrated people knew your personal business. Damian knew you well enough to know that even though you wanted to run, you did not want to impede on others.

Grinding your teeth, you exited Nonna's. You didn't have much of a choice other than moving out of the doorway fully and standing so close to Damian you were practically pressed into his side.

His hand was brushing your cheek, and you found a frown searing itself into his face.

"There is a bruise forming... what happened? How did this occur? Did someone harm you? Who hurt you?"

It took everything in you not to shove him away screaming,

YOU

YOU HURT ME

YOU CONTINUE TO HURT ME, OVER AND OVER AGAIN!

when will you stop hurting me?

Instead, you gently moved his hand from your face and tightly smiled your eyes drifting to Jon, confused why he hadn't stepped in or tried to help you escape yet.

"I'm fine, I just fell earlier. It was an accident, don't-" You stopped.

Don't worry.

Why did you need to say that? Why did you need to reassure him you were okay?

Why why why?

"You fell?" Damian murmurs, eyes narrowed, clearly unconvinced.

"Yes," You retorted, taking in a breath, "I was running around the apartment and my foot caught a chair leg. Ask Jon, he was there."

"I know."

Stepping closer to you, your sister cleared her throat, smiling tightly, fully capturing your attention, "Y/N how are you liking Metropolis?"

"It's fine," You began narrowing your eyes as you looked her over, "why-"

Before you could even finish your question, she interrupted gesturing to Jon with a smug look on her face.

"Is he your boyfriend?"

"Who, Jon? No, no. He's my friend, a good friend, but just a friend."

Part of you wanted to look at Damian as you said this, but you kept your composure enough to keep your gaze on S/N. However, she rolled her eyes at your comment almost as if she didn't believe you. And there was a look on her face that made something in you snap. Taking a step closer to her you scowled, crossing your arms.

"What the hell are you doing here anyways? I thought you were happily living in Gotham now," You hesitantly shot Damian a look before turning back to her, "I thought you both were."

Your sister weakly laughed, "Well, things have been... interesting. Adjusting to living in a new city is difficult, you should know that."

"I'm doing perfectly fine here; in fact, I was doing great until you- until the two of you showed up."

S/N blinked in surprise almost recoiling from your words. She opened her mouth, clearly prepared to spin a sob story to make you feel bad when Damian pulled you away from her.

"Be quiet, S/N."

"But Da-"

"I said quiet. It is atrocious enough that you followed me here. I do not need you aggregating things with Y/N by lying again."

"It's not lying exactly-"

There was a loud crash that rocketed you all straight into silence. You paused, looking around before taking a step forwards, trying to figure out where the sound was coming from.

At first you couldn't even see past the roof of the stores just beyond Nonna's. But as you slid into the empty street, you noticed a blur of colors. A familiar blur of colors.

Red and Blue.

"Oh shit," You whispered as an alarm of sorts began to blare.

You turned to shout to the others what was going on when a blast of sorts had you stumbling backwards. Looking up you saw a building tumbling towards you.

Blinking, everything seemed to go deathly still as a low whirling began in your ears. You turned, your eyes slowly blinking again as the building got closer to you and figures- blurred figures raced towards you as the whirling rose to a rumble then a voice, shout- no screaming your name. Before dust and rubble covered your eyes and something heavy struck your head sending you into pitch black darkness.

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Dust and what must have been ash floated in the air. Catching on your eyelashes and blurring your vision as you stirred. Blinking to find heavy rock and metal-rubble surrounding you. Wincing, you shifted in an attempt to get on your feet when you heard a groan.

Turning, you found just a few feet behind you a dusty and twitching person. Rubbing the dust away before you got closer you noticed a slab of concrete, a crimson splotch barely visible just on the area it made contact with the person's leg.

Moving closer, you noticed the familiar figure- the face and eyes. Moving closer you realized it was Damian. Going still you bit your lip as he grunted, clearly waking up.

Part of you wanted to just stare, to wait for him to notice you. But you also- the pain in your chest grew at the sight of him. Fallen and pinned, injured-bleeding; he was hurt. And-and in front of you. How could you just stand by and watch?

How was he even here? He was far away when the building fell and yet-here he was.

Moving closer you began to focus on his pinned leg, he blinked clearly trying to sit up.

"What are you doing here?" You muttered as you crouched near the slab.

"Pardon?"

"What are you doing over here! You should be by Nonna's safe from falling rubble and being trapped in a growing hellhole!" Peering around the slab, you noticed it wasn't too large. And there was definitely enough room for you to lift it up.

"You-"

"I what?" You snapped, shooting him a glare.

He hesitated, seeming to realize what you were doing as you took in a deep breath and slid your fingers under the concrete.

"I was attempting to reach you. To-to- remove you from danger."

You froze, air stopping in your lungs as sweat coated your hands. Gripping the slap harder you yanked upwards, heart racing. The slab rose just enough for his leg to slip free. Rolling, he cursed and scrambled away from the slab as the sweat weakened your grip and the slab fell back in place.

Silence overcame the two of you and you sighed deeply before remarking, "... you pushed me out of the way of falling rubble?"

"It is possible that situation occurred."

"Damian-"

"It is my belief that in consideration of our current... situation, we would be at a loss in continuing to bicker on what exactly occurred so that I would result in being confined here with you."

"Then what exactly should we be doing?"

"Perhaps we can discuss what truly occurred in reference to when your sister came to Gotham."

Your teeth sank onto the inner part of your cheek as you let out a hissing breath. Nails digging into the palm of your hands as you turned to him.

Frustrated, sad and-and angry.

Angry that this whole situation came about and that you were being pushed once again to listen. To understand. That what happened was always going to happen.

But part of you... part of you wanted to listen. To hear his explanation and get rid of the ever-growing pit of abyss in your chest. To listen and understand what he did. That it never really was between you and her. That you were enough and that, that.... he would choose you.

However, you knew it was too late for something like that to occur. He had chosen her. Just as everyone else did, just as everyone always will.

You were never and will never be anyone's first choice. Especially when your sister was an option. Especially when you were just simply you. Not something greater or grander like she was, like others will be.

So, you need to make a choice. Hear him out, listen to the same story you've heard hundreds of times before or sit in the unknowing. Questioning whether or not it actually was the same, whether or not you weren't enough. Questioning if he really did choose her over you.

And you weren't exactly good with questions, with curiosities and wonderings. But you were tired of hearing all the reasons your sister was better...

Maybe this time will make you realize the truth. Maybe this time, hearing the words of devotion to your sister from someone who you so deeply loved and trusted would make you realize it will always be her. Maybe it will make you realize you need to stop hoping and wishing and wanting it to be you. Because in the end it never will be.

Swallowing, you relaxed your hand and jaw. Sinking onto the dusty ground with a sigh you shrugged.

"Fine, fine. Why the hell not, tell me your little sob story. I'll listen. I won't cry or shout or say you're lying. Tell me the truth and it will all be over."

He began pulling himself across the ground closer to you. You locked your jaw, wincing before going still.

"It- There- A misunderstanding occurred. I wish to rectify this, because... for a lack of superior terminology, it is not what you think."

You raised an eyebrow as he slid even closer to you, sweat beading on his brow. Mixing with the dust and dirt that clung to his face, sliding down his face drawing your eye to his face- his jaw and- no.

"Really now?" You sneered.

"Y/N-" He began and you rolled your eyes.

"Damian stop with the antics, call me as you usually do."

"... I regularly address you in this manner."

"Wha- no- wait..." You paused blinking a few times as faint memories raced across your mind, with his voice always calling you by your first name, "when did you stop calling me by my last name?"

"Is that what you truly wish to know?"

You took a risk and met his gaze, seeing the unwavering determination in his eyes. Almost as if he'd tell you anything you wanted to know.

"Y- no. No, just continue, continue please."

He paused for just a moment before nodding weakly and continuing, "When your sister first arrived in Gotham, I was... concerned. You had previously stated that your accounts could be biased. Therefore, I desired to comprehend the truth in your... contemptuous relationship. Thus, I enacted a strategy to ascertain your sister's true intentions."

Strategy... a plan-he- he wait

"You-you... you wanted to know what my sister wanted with me?"

Eyes still locked onto each other you watched him sigh heavily, his jaw locking as he readjusted himself.

"In essence, I yearned to distinguish if your belief is correct or if your judgment was clouded due to... past grievances."

He...wa-he wanted to know the truth. Was there really anything wrong with that? After all he wouldn't have come all this way if he... if he truly chose your sister.

Speaking of your sister... what- what did he find that made him- made him decide to lie to you??

"... And what exactly did you discover?"

At this he broke eye contact and your stomach dropped. You were wrong, you were wrong she wasn't trying to hurt you. She wasn't being cruel. oh lord what had you done-

"You- you... your perspective on the matter is accurate. Extensively accurate. In fact, according to my comprehension, your sister not only dislikes you- but she wishes to have you... under her control."

wait, you were right? You were right? Then- then what exactly was she trying to do? Why was she so cruel? Why did he use those methods to discover this?

"So, you're telling me that you flirted with and went on a date with my sister because you wanted to know what her intentions with me were?"

"That is correct."

"And... she hates me."

Damian winced as he attempted to slide even closer to you. It was then you realized how you were leaning back, shoulders straight, arms crossed and nails in palm. Tense you were so tense.

"Hardly, rather she- well rather it appears to me she is... envious of you."

This startled you. What, what on earth could he mean by envious?

"Envious?”

"Ugh, perhaps the word jealous provides more clarity."

"She's-... she's jealous of me?" You were barely able to get the words out as your shoulders sank and Damian's hand brushed against your leg.

He shifted once again, pulling himself so he was seated at your side. He was panting and his brow was soaked in sweat.

"That is how I have come to understand it."

It- none of this made any sense.

"Why?"

"As far as I was able to discern, she envy's your strength against society and peer's ideals on who you are and how you should behave."

He reached out, gently grabbing your hand and holding it in his own as you stared at the rubble surrounding the two of you. There was more silence when he squeezed your hand. You turned to him and he half heartedly gestured to his leg before remarking,

"Is this not when you scold me for causing further injury to myself? Better yet, why have you not voiced any complaints or objections to my actions?"

"Because you did it to yourself, who am I to tell you what to do?" You snorted rolling your eyes as you took his hand in return, "besides would you have actually listened to me?"

"I do not believe I would."

"Exactly."

For a moment or two, it almost felt as though everything was going back to the way it was supposed to be. In fact, you were just about to lean into him when a thought crossed your mind.

why did he hide it? Why did he not include you? Why keep it from you?

"Why didn't you tell me?"

He was quiet and you swallowed, waiting for the weak explanation of how he realized he didn't like you all that much. Instead, you got,

"I- wished to inform you of my discoveries... but only after I obtained a method to prevent her from ever... from allowing her envy to create contention between the two of you."

Contention... wait-wait was- was he trying to protect you?

"You- you were trying to figure out how to prevent her from being mean to me?"

"I was attempting to, but... you ran away."

A heat of sorts rose up in your chest and burned away the fleeting sensation of relief and regret.

"I did not run away," You snapped, pulling your hand from his as you glared, "I left."

"I apologize," He said, his face pale as he reached out for you once again, "It seemed, at the time, that you were running."

It wasn't a wrong assumption exactly but... how- how did he-

"How did you find me?" You whispered.

"I- I will give you this information under an immovable condition."

You raised your head brow furrowed with suspicion rising in your throat, "And what is that?"

"You- you cannot act and must think through all I will tell. You must listen because there is much I will say."

Someone- someone had given you up. Someone had betrayed you...again.

"Fine."

"My... family, those who knew, would not even acknowledge your absence. So do not worry, they still hold your confidence in high regard."

You relaxed slightly, swallowing as a weight on your shoulders lifted. Making eye contact you raised an eyebrow and nodded.

"I searched for any trace and found none. It is my belief that Gordon erased your tracks... regardless I- i had begun to lose hope when... when Kent reached out to me."

You froze, your chest tightening as your nail instinctively stabbed into your palm. Biting your lip, you looked away as a heavy darkness clouded your mind. Clutching onto your shoulders and sinking into your skin as a pain of sorts danced across your veins.

"He was... concerned about my wellbeing. And soon, yours. He informed me he knew of your location, but it wasn't until he said you were looking gaunt- that it was evident not only with your action but with your appearance. You- he said-" Damian paused, swallowing as it seemed almost as if he was in pain as he continued, "you were suffering. And that though he did not wish to betray you, your welfare was far more important."

This was, this was odd. You had never experienced someone- someone doing something for your own good even though you were against it.

"Jon- Jon told you where I was because he was worried?"

"Yes, he- he ordered me to come to your side," Damian chuckled, "To explain and clarify what occurred. That he could not bear to see you in such a state for any longer."

"Ah... and you didn't originally tell me because-because you were trying to protect me?"

Damian blinked a few times, turning to you, confusion clinging to his features as you noted his flushed cheeks, more than likely due to his strenuous efforts to reach your side, "Pardon?"

"You approached my sister, trying to figure out what she wanted because you didn't want me to get hurt. You even wanted to come up with a plan to stop her from hurting me. So, you wanted to protect me."

He tilted his head and shrugged, eyes raking over your face as if he was taking it in for the first time.

"With it phrased in that manner, yes. It appears that way."

"why."

"What?'

"Why did you-" You hesitated faintly recalling Damian calling you friend and you stopped.

You knew why he did it. At least most of it. A better question to ask- a question ringing in your mind over and over again was,

"Why didn't you tell me from the beginning?"

"I- I am afraid I do not understand."

"Why didn't you tell me you were planning on figuring out what my sister wanted? Why did you lie to me? Why did you hide this from me?"

"I feared it would harm you."

"How?"

"You- you tend to be... excessively sensitive with matters involving your sister. I did not want you to... worry whether or not your intentions or beliefs about what happened with your sister were incorrect."

You paused, something sparking in your chest. A light of hope or joy. Something warm and happy that began to spread, the fact he knew you well enough to know you'd think that way-

But it didn't entirely make sense.

Damian would usually be there with you shaking his arms crossed as he sighed at your thoughts. Saying something along the lines of "you need not think that way. While I loathe to admit it, I made mistakes as well. And as Father has said, to make mistakes is human.... though I doubt he himself follows this proverb."

Looking him over you raised your head, eyes once again narrowed. Suspicion-a light more curious suspicion- rose up on your skin. Itching and crawling as confusion clouded your mind.

"What doesn't make sense."

He blinked, looking to you his brow furrowed pain etched into his face as he let out a ragged breath.

"I would appreciate some elaboration."

"That reason doesn't make sense."

"I beg your pardon?"

"You-... just as well as you know me Damian, I know you. And I know that me being worried I was wrong about my sister is not a good enough reason you'd keep that plan from me."

He faltered, wincing as he avoided your eyes, "It- at the time it appeared to me that you were... compromised emotionally due to your sister's unexpected arrival. I did not want to-to pressure you more with this... scheme of mine."

You snorted, crossing your arms as you gave him an irritated and amused look.

"Damian, even after my grandma died, who I was really close with. After I got back from her funeral, you still felt the need to tell me I was lacking when on patrol."

He shifted, eyes drifting away from you, his jaw locked.

"I do not understand how that circumstance and the present conversation connect."

"You are lying to me right now. I don't know why, and I honestly don't really care. I just want the truth."

He breathed out a heavy sigh before meeting your gaze, "I have grown a great deal since then. I now better understand what is appropriate and what is not."

"Damian."

Something stirred in you, it ached that he was still lying and-and you couldn't understand why. You didn't care about why truthfully. As long as you knew the truth, he could keep all the secrets about why he had lied that he wanted.

"I am telling you the truth." He seethed.

"I don't believe you; it doesn't make sense."

"Y/N-"

"Why would you do that?" You threw your hands up, shaking your head in confusion, that ache turning into a burning flame" Why would you care all of the sudden-"

"BECAUSE I HAVE AMOROUS FEELINGS FOR YOU!"

The flame went out and all of the anger and frustration disappeared in the blink of an eye. You tilted your head, confusion overtaking everything, "...what?"

"I have amorous feelings... for you."

Confusion grew and grew buzzing in your chest and throat. None of this made sense what- amorous, what in the hell did that mean?

"I- I don't understand, Damian what are you saying-"

He pressed on, "Just as you told me when saying goodbye, it hurts to see you in such a state-it burns me alive to harm you in any way because- because."

Your throat went dry the confusion beginning to fade, "Damian-"

"Because I am in love with you."

The world went still and you couldn't breathe. His words ringing over and over again in your mind.

Because I am in love with you

I am in love with you

love

A faint shifting sound caused you to let out a breath, air flushing in and out of your lungs.

"You-you... what?"

"I, myself, do not fully comprehend the scope of these... emotions. However, I am not going to deny them any longer."

His voice dropped, and he reached out, taking your hands in his, pulling you in closer.

"I am in love with you, when I heard you say that you felt the same and-and that I had hurt you. It nearly destroyed me. Especially since I could not fix my mistake. Especially because I could not comfort you. I could not even see your face. But your voice- I heard all the pain and sorrow I had caused." He released your hands and cupped your face pressing his forehead against yours, "Knowing I had done that in an attempt to keep you safe- that it was all my fault... I have not slept since you left. I have not ate- I have not lived since you left me."

You swallowed heat racing across your cheeks as you met his gaze. That longing you saw earlier burning so much brighter. The regret and sorrow swirling in between his eyes as you felt the tremble in his grip.

"I regret every action of mine that led me here- that hurt you. And I ask you to forgive me for my lunacy-for my arrogance and stupidity."

Head spinning you breathed slowly, confused and-and happy. He- he hadn't betrayed you.

"Seeing you once again-I... " He paused, shifting his grip, "I could not breathe for a moment. You- you were so stunning standing before me.... I understand if you-you feel different, but I beg of you. Please let me stay by your side. I care not if it is in Gotham or here. I- I am certain that without you- without your mere presence I will not survive."

In fact, he was always on your side. Always. He never chose he- it was- it was always you.

He chose you

You

You squeezed your eyes shut, heart hammering in your chest as your eyes burned and something warm slipped down your cheek.

"Oh-ah I- I apologize. I did- I did not intend-"

Something bubbled in your stomach almost making you laugh at his worry and frantic words that happened merely because of a few tears.

"Damian I'm okay," You whispered, opening your eyes seeing the panic on his face as you sniffed, "Happy- these are happy tears."

"oh- I... so you are not angry with me?"

"No- no I'm happy," You replied wiping away your tears, "happy I was wrong, happy you feel the same and-and..."

Damian went still and you pressed your head fully against his closing your eyes.

"I love you Damian, I still do. And- I-i... I accept your apology. It will take time for me to-to be comfortable once again but... I am willing to try-try at something more."

Opening your eyes, you felt your face flush even darker as you could see the pure and utter joy on his face. He leaned in and you did as well, eyes beginning to flutter when there was a crash of sorts.

Your eyes flew open, and you found just a few feet away from where you and Damian sat was now a hole. A gaping hole that led outside-into the clear open air and warmth. Just outside of the hole a figure floated faint streams of light catching to reveal colors to you.

Red and Blue.

Weakly laughing you raised a hand, "uh, ha, Hey Supes."

There was silence for a moment and Superman floated into the small alcove of rubble and dust. He looked at the two of you and raised an eyebrow.

"Are you both alright?"

You nodded slowly before hesitating, "Uh no- no."

You turned to Damian who was very pale and clinging to you. Swallowing you gestured to his leg turning back to Superman.

"His leg- it got caught under some stuff when we got stuck here. I think it might be broken or something."

There was a moment of silence before Superman flew closer to the two of you and in a second, he had pulled the two of you into his arms.

It was a matter of moments before you were outside, the sun bright as he set the two of you down. Pointing towards the paramedics nearby.

"You can get help there."

"Thank you!" You said with a smile as you grabbed onto Damian's arm.

Superman nodded with a smile before taking off, probably to help others. Damian half shuffled towards you wincing slightly and you began to reach for him when he said under his breath,

"And here I was desiring the opportunity to rescue you."

A heat rushed over you, and it almost seemed as if your body moved on its own. Your hands grabbing the collar of his shirt as you pulled him to you, pressing your lips against his.

There were a few moments, with your lips pressed against his, where nothing happened. Then, in an instant, with a wince of pain and body shaking, he grabbed onto your arm and kissed you back.

Heart, hammering you pulled away, almost panting as a slight feeling of regret coating your throat. Looking at his face you found a dazed look and released his shirt. Almost instantly he began tumbling towards the ground. Arms shooting out you captured him, pulling him close.

He winced muttering curses as he used your shoulder to pull himself up. Looking around you found people staring phones up and lights flashing.

"Oh shit," you whispered.

Damian shifted and you realized he wanted to move. Slowly walking half carrying him you began your trek towards the paramedics. Leaning against you he began muttering things,

"They will be relentless in their mockings for months."

Rolling your eyes, you steadied him, his head resting on your shoulder as you moved closer to the paramedics.

"Is it, all of this, the teasing and pain... is it all worth it?"

Shifting so he could look at your you he smiled, eyes locked on your face a soft and warm gaze- so heartfelt and yearning as he replied,

"If I am with you? Always."

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ilikereadingthisiswhatilike · 8 months

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Batman Comic Characters

A list of Batman Comic Characters x reader stories. None of these works are mine.

Batfamily (No Smut)

Have You Ever Cared? @gobydana Summary: Reader is killed and nobody really does much. So when she is resurrected she stays off the grid and leads a simple life until the batfam finds he and confront her where she reveals how hurt she is. Warnings: Angst, Mention of Death, Neglect Special Tags: Bat!sis

Stone Skipping @fandom-writer642 Summary: The Batfamily has always been so crazy that no one notices the silent sister. How many times can she bounce back before sinking? Warnings: Angst, Mention of Death, Neglect Special Tags: Bat!sis

My God I’m so Lonely @ravcns Summary: Reader who feels as if they don’t fit in with the rest of the family due to not being a crime fighter. Warnings: Angst, Mention of Death, Neglect Special Tags: Bat!sis, Multichapter

Bruce Wayne (Smut)

Echo in the Void @straywords Summary: Bruce’s obsession with the Joker pulls him into the abyss till it swallows him whole. Warnings: Rape, Obsessive Behavior, Prostration Special Tags:

Jason Todd (No Smut)

Little Omega @toastedkiwi Summary: There’s yet another kid that Bruce Wayne has taken in and Jason finds a scared little omega. Warnings: None Special Tags: Bat!sis, Omegaverse, Fluff

Jason Todd/Dick Grayson (No Smut)

Re-connection Session @weebsinstash Summary: You never should have let Damian sleep in your lap, especially after rejecting Dick and Jason's request for attention. Now you have their jealousy to resolve. Warnings: Kidnaping, Stockholm Syndrome Special Tags: Bat!sis, Omegaverse

#bruce wayne #jason todd #batfam #bruce wayne x reader #bruce wayne x you #bruce wayne x y/n #bruce wayne x daughter!reader #batsis!reader #batfmaily x reader #dick grayson #dick grayson x reader #angst!reader #dark!bruce wayne #dark!batfamily

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luvly-writer · 1 year

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“You are my sunshine”

Part 1: Introductions

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Jason Todd x Latina! Reader

Social media Au

Summary: Whilst fighting a magical being, a vision of a girl, to be precise Jason’s soulmate, is shown to the batfamily.

Warnings: none

Series: Finished

Author’s note: hi!! First chapter kinda nervoussss ;)! this idea came to me when i was quite literally taking a shower and i just went “yk what? i can develop that into something cool” so i took the challenge! Hope you enjoy!!

Taglist: @lorosette

(to be included in taglist, just ask and it will be done!)

Series Masterlist:

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- written part between pictures-

-this is Y/n L/n

-she is an architect

-roommates with her best friend Nola Yang

-likes to read and travel

-she’s latina, born on PR and raised in Gotham

-uses twitter way too much

-self made woman, managed to make a wealthy living bc. of her job <3

-Nola Yang

- Photograher, model and editor

-well known

-Euroasian

- Yn and her have gone viral on tik tok a few times because of their adventures

-Gothamite

-believes Batman is a myth and will say it to his face

-coffee addict

——————now for the story——————————

Originally this as supposed to be an EASY mission

Some unusual activity had been seen on the east side of Gotham in the fields, so naturally they’d go

This time, it had been Steph and Damian assigned to go while the others kept patrol

Barbara on the comns

All the areas had been divided

then, Barbara got the emergency signal that something had gone wrong

and we’ll it all went down hill from there

Tim and Dick got there first

Then Bruce and Cass

Finally, Duke and Jason arrived

They had no fkn clue who they were fighting, but they were fighting alright.

The people didn’t seem to be on offense, on the other hand, they were just either avoiding their strikes or blocking them

It didn’t make sense why they were fighting them or why Damian sounded the emergency line

The people had light blue skin and dark grey cloaks, they had dark blue lines on their arms and purple eyes.

It wasn’t until one of them got to touch Jason that all went black.

Images were displayed as if they were distant memories

Two girls giggling in a living room could be seen, one Eurasian girl and the other, a y/h/c, a latina.

One was seated on a couch eating ice cream while the other presented what it looks like to be a power point on why Dracula from Hotel Transylvania is actually a dilf. (Nola: blue| Yn: Pink)

“Ok ok, take me seriously”

“I CANT” she said wheezing and almost out of breathe with laughter

“I SWEAR I HAVE A POINT!”

- suddenly the memory changes-

the focus is not on the latina girl, she is walking down the street talking on the phone:

“Si mami lo sé, siiiii i know i know, i did iron my clothes for the meeting, and yes my hair is fine and yes you can tell abuelita that I did put some light makeup on for it, ‘sta bn mama, te amo! Adiós, bendición”

She was dressed in some business casual clothes that really suited her as she finished her call and got into a building

it changes once again, to the same girl with the other one from the first memory waking down the a busy street, this one not being in gotham

“Paris, what a beautiful city!”

“Ik! Capitalism really popped off today with this funded trip from Gotham U! You think Bruce Wayne was behind this?”

“probably, after all, we both are the Wayne Enterprise scholarship winners and as long as we don’t have to pay, I’m good!”

“Amen to that!”

the memory changes to a final one

they are found in a Wayne Charity gala

Both girls are dressed up to the max, the Eurasian girl with a red dress while the Latina girl with a black one.

Both are in a corner with flash cards in their hands

“Feeling nervous?”

“As nervous as I can be seeing as we have to present in front of a bunch of rich old people”

“It’s a requirement from the scholarship, we have to thank Bruce Wayne for his generosity 🙄”

“I just thought it would be easier but now i’m feeling kinda sick”

“it’ll be alright, we’ll go to batburger after and marathon GOT once we are done”

“You know that because of this we HAVE to be of attendance to these things at least once a year to showcase how wELL tHe WayNe sChOlArs dO”

“fuck😀”

both girls burst out laughing and keep the conversation going

images of the y/h/c girl pass quickly, of trips, childhood pictures, random pictures until it all fades to black

when their eyesight finally focuses, all of the batfam members are found on the floor sitting down with the weird people staring at them

“WHAT DO YOU WANT?!?” screamed Damian, furious that they got the upper hand

He is the only one to sharpen his senses the fastest aside from Bruce

the rest were slightly in a daze and when everyone finally cleared up, they were able to notice that the strange people were pointing at Jason

They tensed up

“Relax friends. We come with news and no harm” said they but that didn’t ease their worry

“The girl-“ their attention was caught seeing as they were all wondering who she was

“she is important to him”

Now Jason was confused, he didn’t fkn know this girl

“You know her, Hood?” asked Bruce

“No”

with that, their confusion worsened and their defenses rose

“she’s not a person of his now, if not a person of tomorrow. She will be the light to his darkness, the ying to his yang, the one to soothe your mind, Jason Todd”

aaaaand they were on high alert again

WHO. THE FUCK. WHERE. THEY!?!?

“she is the soul that had been paired with yours, your match. This meeting had been predestined long ago to happen. Search for her, and everything you’re looking for will be found”

“Let me get this straight!” Tim interrupted “the girl, is HIS soulmate?”

The people nodded in agreement (which was weird bc they were strangely coordinated)

“she will bring much joy, to not only him, but to all of you as well, she is important” one spoke and with those words they all banished

“Ok, raise your hand if you are confused as fuck” said Steph and everyone except Bruce and Jason raised their hands

“We quite literally just met his soulmate! How do you feel Jase?” asked Dick

Jason was in shock

He had a soulmate?

Seeing as Jason had not answered, Bruce placed a hand on his shoulder, squeezed it in a reassuring way as instructed that patrol had been done for the night.

Once in the cave, everyone had showered and changed yet no one wanted to sleep. They were all curious so the set to find who this mystery girl was.

With a house full of detectives with access to anything in the internet (and the Wayne archives) they were able to find her in less that an hour

True enough she was a Wayne Scholar and has been going to the galas for years now with her friend

How did they not noticed?

Were they too involved in their own complaining and planning of getting out that they never got to see her

It was easy to find her socials, and even if it was a little stakish, they all followed her

Now the questing of when and how they’ll actually meet her began

Luckily Alfred came downstairs to remind them thy it was enough and they should eat something and go to sleep, when he provided an answer

the spring gala was coming up, and she was e invited.

so for now, they would just see how she was through her socials.

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morgansunflower · 1 year

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I Hear Their Heartbeats

Kon-El Kent X Batsis! Reader

Warnings:suggestive content, heavy angst, injuries & explicit language

Words:1471

Arthur's notes: Kon & Conner are twins and are Lois & Clark's sons. Y/N is a clone of Batman & Wonder-woman. Third P. O. V

Y/N must go to Argo alone as her husband is no longer with her. But is he truly gone?

"how?.. How am I going to tell her M'gann? I should have.. I should have been the one.." Conner broke down in tears of complete guilt.

The funeral reception was held at Wayne Manor. Y/N stood with the Kent's by the memorial for her husband. She was torn in two. Her only love, her other half was now gone. She can't help but imagine him dying in so much pain. His brother's Jordan, Jonathan and Conner were nearby. Lois squeezed Clark's hand as she nearly shaked throughout. Many friends and family arrived paying their respects. The original team members came. Even some of the leaguers. Alfred and her parents, had been helping her through this difficult time. Bruce and Diana made themselves stand from afar so the rest of her family could do the same. Cassandra looked at her sister seeing everything she felt. She approaches with Tim, Duke and Stephanie. Cass didn't say a word but only hugged her. As they part Stephanie gave her the biggest hug she could.

"I'm so so sorry Y/N. It's OK if you want to cry" Steph said which made her cry "we're your family and we'll be here"

As they part Y/N dried her tears Duke hugs her.

"I'm sorry sis" he mumbled sincerely.

Tim then hugged her. She hugged him tight. Tim's heart broke not only did he lose his best friend, his brother. His sister lost her other half.

"he really did love you"

The Grayson's arrived. Dick held his sleeping daughter as they step to the widow. Y/N forced a kind smile. Barbara held Y/N's hands.

"there's no words I can say to take away your pain. Believe me I know exactly how it feels to lose someone whom you love" Barbara said as Y/N began to cry.

Dick hugged her as soon as Barbara parted. He kisses her forehead.

"Kon was a good man and a good husband to you. I am so sorry. He loved you so much" Dick sadly said.

Jason and Artemis had been on vacation when he got the call. He unfortunately was late. Jason was feeling terrible for not being there sooner. Jason arrived and approaches with Artemis and Tyler. She softly smiled to the Todd family. Jason smiled kindly hugging his sister.

"I am so sorry Y/N"

She nodded as she was unable to speak. Tyler hugged his aunt. She hugs him kissing his head. Tyler was in tears.

"it's OK to cry Tyler.. I've been crying all day" she told her nephew.

"I love you too" he said to which she smiled.

Damian entered with his girlfriend Rachel. He stepped to his sister. What should he say? What should he do? He imagined himself losing Rachel. That hurts too much but he realizes what Y/N would do for him. He quickly stepped to her and hugged her securely. As moments went by she felt overwhelmed, flustered. She appreciates the support but it was tearing her up inside, he wasn't here. As the funeral ended. Clark felt his eyes shaking as he touched his daughter-in-laws shoulder.

"you are welcome to stay in Argo"

Y/N began crying realizing they know. Clark hugged her along with Lois.

"you and M'gann are the daughters I never could have" she kisses her head "my heart is broken my son would have been.." Lois began to cry

"I know" Y/N said in tears

They had always been family to her throughout her life. Y/N sits in her car. Her hands began to shake as she reaches to her keys. She tried to make her hands stop shaking. She laid her head on the car wheel. She slowly began to cry as she couldn't hold it back any longer. Bruce's heart was broken to see his little girl in such heartbreak. Diana nearly cried to see her, daughter in so much pain. She held Bruce's hand

"she can't leave Bruce. We have to tell her to stay home"

"I know" Bruce agreed

Y/N sees her mom opening the car door. She turns her head to face her. Diana holds her daughters hand to guide her out of the car. She hugs her daughter as she began sobbing as her heart was torn in two. Y/N made herself calm down.

"come inside and get some rest. We can send your brothers and sisters to get your things" Bruce said

She gently shakes her head as more tears fell "I-I-I can't"

"Y/N we want you stay" Bruce pleaded rubbing her head

"no you don't understand.. I have to.. I have to go to Argo..." she began to sob "for my baby"

The family supported her as she grieved her terrible loss and helped her anyway they could. The Kent's visited her, bringing food for her. As her pregnancy progressed. Y/N soon found out she was not only pregnant with one baby but two. A baby boy and a baby girl..

"how long have you known?" Conner asked Dick forcing his emotions to go further down.

"4 weeks I know I should have told you and I know he's your brother but I wasn't sure until now. I.. I'm sorry"

"I.. I understand.. Does Y/N know?"

"she's 29 weeks and I'm afraid.. I don't know what state Kon will be in. I know added stress could put her in premature labor.. And that kind of stress"

"I also understand but.. We tell her as soon as soon as we get my brother"

Inside the Med-bay of the watchtower. Kon laid with only his pants on, with his chest bandaged from the deep wounds. He was hooked to IV fluids and his face covered with a cloth to help the burns. Leaving the phantom zone was quite painful. Conner stood close by tensely. He could hear his heart beating as it was slow. Every time he looked at Kon... It made him feel sick. Conner couldn't be more grateful that he's alive but it tore him to see him in so much pain. Conner sat in the chair focusing on his little twin brothers heartbeat... Clark entered the room with Lois. The parents saw their sons both asleep. Conner feels a soft blanket laid on him. He opens his eyes and smiles to his mother.

"go back to sleep" she softly said

Kon began to gain conscious as he then remembered...

He gasps, he heard the heartbeats "they're ok" he mumbled, opening his eyes. His wife.. And his babies are ok.

They rush to him Clark rubs his forehead "hey son, I'm so glad you're OK" Clark cried. "you feeling OK?"

"I'm fine Pa" Kon said shakily

Lois sobbed and kissed the side of his head.

"my sweet baby"

"hey Ma"

Conner placed his hand on his shoulder in tears.

"crybaby.." Kon mumbled

"shut up Kon" Conner cried.

Soon there after Jonathan and Jordan came to hug their older brother. Y/N sat on the bed with her hand on her bump flustered. Diana sat with Y/N as her daughter held her hand. She had a minor contraction so Diana insisted that she rest.

"I-I can't stay here mom" Y/N cried

"I know it's hard but be assured that he's alive Y/N"

"I know" she cried.

She couldn't risk leaving Argo as the twins were continually trying to kick and Kon couldn't risk leaving with his injuries too severe. Y/N panicked as her phone rung as it plopped back and forth in her hands. Diana propped pillows behind her so her back was supported. Y/N held it tightly seeing that it was Kon calling her. Diana kisses her head and leaves to give her privacy. She began to stutter and answers. Kon takes a deep breath as his family left to give him privacy.

"hey honey" he said.

"hi" her lips tremble

It was really him. She broke into joyous tears. Kon's heart wrenched craving her touch and to be able to hold her.

"I've really missed you so much.. Dammit Kon I thought.. I thought I was going to loss my mind.. I can't believe I'm talking to you" she sobbed "I-I-I can't believe you are alive"

Kon allowed his tears to fall rather than dry them away "I'm so so sorry.. I can't imagine how hard.. How-- I can't apologize enough for leaving you"

"don't.. Don't apologize.. I'm not mad at you. I could never be mad at you. I love you"

"I love you too. I could hear them before I--" Kon stuttered remembering that moment "and I hear you and our babies now. I missed that. I miss you so much babe, it's torture"

"it'll be over soon and then you can come back home to me, to our babies"

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Tim Drake and Robin: A Character Discussion

Source: #gotham (originally off topic in #ghosts-and-bats)

{Following a conversation about Bruce & his physical and mental capabilities}

The reason why Tim approached Bruce was because of how violent he got

thinking about what vigilante life did to Tim makes me sad :(

i think that is the cool thing about Tim, he approached him.

I think the only person being Robin has actually helped in the long run is Damian

But that's just me

It definitely helped Damien

Maybe Jason at the beginning

Dick needed it as an outlet, so I think it probably did help him in the long run :/

Dick absolutely needed it, at least at first

But in the end it definitely changed the first three

In what's probably not a good way a lot of the time

Yep

Jason "Robin Gives Me Magic" Todd and Tim "I Want To Help My Heroes" Drake

Dick "I'm going to go find my parents murderer whether you allow me or not" Grayson

Damien "I Will Prove Myself Worthy To Father" al Ghul-Wayne

pros and cons

con gave them more trauma

pros they're skilled disasters and we love them

LOL yes

Indeed

It definitely helped Dick mellow out

It gave Jason some perspective

It helped Damien grow up and grow out of the assassin mindset

And maybe it gave Tim confidence?

Other than that, it hurt him a lot more than it helped him, depending on which comics you read about his initial time as Robin

Tim also came in rough time so it doesn’t help

but i say it gave him confidence

but idk

he had a lot of balls

just going up to batman to become robin

Tim is also the one who didn't necessarily understand the risks to the same extent as the others

That's true

Well...

He recognized that Jason died and that this could kill him- at least logically

yeah

strange

He was a lot more naive in some ways though

like he knew but didn't know

It happens when you grow up with you, yourself, and I

If we look at their backgrounds, Dick (due to circus accidents), Jason (just do to where he grew up), and Damian (assassin) all had a true understanding of death growing up

I will say that Tim isn't perfect

And I don't think he was the best Robin

But he triggers my big sis instincts x 10000

Tim was there for the circus accident, I think

tru they all had a concept of death

but having it and hearing it is a bit different

I think he is in some of the comics

But he's super little

He is, that's true

He understands it more from a distance

Yeah, that's a good way of putting it

Where the others had a more up close and personal understanding

like death didn't affect me until I had someone die

now i can’t handle stuff with death in it without crying

The difference between knowing and knowing

But either way, I think the key understanding was the Tim was the least prepared to become Robin

yea

I think Tim didn't have a close death until his parents were murdered or his father, right?

I doubt he was as physically strong as any of the other Robins ever

he didn't have- ye

Yes. And if we include Stephanie, she was also more prepared than Tim in the Robin role

But accuracy? Intel? Detective work? he's got that

mhm

Tim's strength

And he would be plenty scary with a gun (as seen in canon)

Yeah, even with his fighting style, he prefers to keep more of a distance, hence the staff

which works great for him

Tim is more of a mind over matter which makes him great for Batman but not as great for Robin

And he gets too into the Batman mindset

That's why him becoming his own thing is so important

It just really, really sucks how it happened

Yes, yes, and yes

He would never be happy as Oracle, because he still loves going out at night

oh I did love in YJ when Tim like Batman sees allies I see friends thing =w=

I love that too

Tim used to love with his whole heart <3

yes Tim needs to be in the thick of it, but since he lacks some skills, plans harder to keep out of it.

Then a bunch of his friends "died", his Mom and Dad died, and Bruce "died"- suddenly he was all alone and drowning

Which resulted in his obsessive need to find Bruce... I believe that chain of events resulted in the missing spleen

Yes

Bruce "Dead" > No one listens > Robin is taken and given to his would-have-been-murderer > Is nebulously threatened with Arkham (it's complicated) > Becomes an international art thief> Gets involved in the League of Assassins > Loses his spleen and half his team to a rival assassin who didn't even know who he was > Gets the proof he needs that Bruce is alive > Blows up a bunch of LoA bases > Returns with the evidence > Bruce is saved

LOL

dang

And I bet the whole time he was telling himself "Everything will be okay (subconsciously: back to normal) once Bruce is back"

Spoiler alert: doesn't happen

And then New 52 happened shortly thereafter, so not a lot of closure was had

Yeah, and that rewrote some of the continuity

Cuz he's not currently missing a spleen

-__-

DC....

It would seriously complicate being a vigilante, I guess

But it would also force him more into the niche he would be better at filling

Yeah, Vigilante is not a good occupation to be immunocompromised in

Very true. Tim's much better at planning

And he's done a lot of work with Oracle

Though given he's already messed around with cloning after Kon died, there's always a chance he clones himself a spleen

I FORGOT ABOUT THAT

That's true 🤔

He would totally do that

I could totally see him having secretly replaced his spleen like that

^ This. There is so much missed potential there

Pru shows up "dude, you don't have a spleen"

amg

Tim "psh, I totally have a spleen. what are you on?"

I would love that

because that feels like tim

give me more PRU CONTENT

Tim: If you promise not to tell ANY of the Bats or Bat associates about the spleen thing, I'll hook you up with a new larynx

Pru: done.

No one realizes anything has happened until Ra's notices

OR WHEN THEY FIND TIM'S SPLEEN IN A JAR

AND RA'S IS TALKING TO IT

Pru: It wasn't me, no backsies on the larynx

Tim, fuming: yeah, I know.

Tim , muttering: stupid ra's and his stupid obsessions and his stupid face

All of the bats are suddenly Very Concerned about Tim

And he's like

Where were you when I needed this concern?

I'm fine now (lie)

LMAO

the ahh we fucked up : I moment

Dick: being Batman and trying to tame Damian

Jason: being a criminal

Bruce was stuck in time

Cass: Hong Kong

I just think that if Dick had handled the situation right, being there for Tim would not have been that hard

dc drama comics

And DC refuses to allow the BatFam attempts at being happier

Ah yes, let's have Tim walk in on his would-have-been-murderer wearing his Robin costume and saying he's unnecessary and NOT HAVE DICK CORRECT HIM (that I'm aware of)

oof

Oooh. Yeah, that's handled badly

yeah, THEY CAN STILL HAVE DRAMA AND MISERY just let them have better bonds

PLZ

they don’t need drama from each other

There's also a history of people being so sensitive to Damien's situation that they essentially end up telling Tim to man up and take this verbal abuse from his would-have-been younger brother

Because you can't tell me Tim wouldn't have loved to be a big brother

He was all for it right until Dami stabbed him

Then knocked him off the dinosaur

Then cut his grapple line

And it doesn't help that Tim was already nearly killed by Jason prior to that

yeah oof

2/3 for Tim's brothers trying to kill him

Yep

he just wants to be loved and wanted gosh darn it

And while Dick didn't try to kill him, he tended to excuse Damian's BS towards Tim. And that's why Cass is best sibling

Cass and Tim have a special relationship that is sacred

They are twins now

*slaps "Do Not Separate" label on them*

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6 notas. Fecha de publicación: 3 de agosto de 2022

Headcanon de Jason Todd ocultando a s/o embarazada de su familia (Parte 3)

Parte 1, Parte 2, Parte 4, Un pequeño extra

Advertencias: situación de rehenes, batfamily entrando en pánico, miedo a rechazo familiar.

En teoría iba a ser la última parte, pero luego estaba en la página 13 del word y decidí dividirlo.

**** cabe aclarar que el s/o no es justiciera ni parte de la socialité de Gotham, es una chica común que terminó enamorada de Jason Todd***

Cinco años pasan desde que Jason se enteró que iba a ser padre. Uno esperaría que en ese lapso de tiempo la familia (o la mayor parte de ella) hubieran descubierto el secreto de Jason o al menos la paranoia y el miedo se hubieran reducido lo suficiente para que Jason ya hubiera contado sobre la pequeña integrante.

Pero no mis queridos lectores, y a estas alturas los que tenían conocimiento de la hija de Jason ya habían organizado una apuesta sobre cuánto se demoraría en enterarse el resto. Kori ya había perdido al darle seis meses después del nacimiento, al igual que Babs y Cass quien había dado un máximo de dos años.

Jay se burlaba de la apuesta y optó por no participar. Tú apostaste que se tardarían hasta después de los 18 (realmente no creíste que se tardarían tanto, pero no era malo tener un seguro por si Bruce Wayne no se enteraba de su nieta antes de que pudiera pagarle la universidad) (Sí, soy consciente que Jason es capo del crimen, pero las universidades estadounidenses son caras).

El ganador de la apuesta terminó siendo Alfred (aunque no fue dinero perdido, lo usó para hacerle un gigante pastel de cumpleaños a su bisnieta).

¿Y cómo fue el día en que la batfam se enteró de tu pequeña? Pues empezó como era un día cotidiano antes de la revelación: Jason haciendo el desayuno mientras luchabas por alistar tu hija.

Jane Emily Todd era una viva copia de su padre (aunque él jura que la cara es igual a la tuya). Con la cabeza llena de tirabuzones negros y la misma actitud descarada de Jason, el pequeño ángel al que diste a luz tenía a toda su familia conocida en la palma de su mano. (En serio, nunca habías visto a Jason y Damian caer tan rápido como cuando Jane ponía ojos de perrito).

Una lástima que otras de las cualidades que heredó de su padre (y tal vez también de ti) era la gran flojera que tenía en las mañanas, y siempre era una odisea levantarla para llevarla al kinder (jardín de infantes o escuela inicial, según el país).

Y como el justiciero nocturno que era, Jason aprovechaba que tú llevabas a su princesa a la escuela para seguir durmiendo hasta las 10 cuando le toque ir a abrir el taller. Depende que tan atareada estés al volver decidirias tirarte a la cama con él (y si no están tan agotados disfrutarán que su hija no está en casa para realizar otras actividades).

Sin embargo ese día no despertó a Jason la alarma, sino una llamada de Bruce. “Ataque en escuela xxxxx, tienen a los alumnos y padres de rehénes, necesitamos apoyo.” En menos de cinco minutos, un Red Hood muy enojado llegó a la escuela ubicada en su territorio.

El resto de la Batfamily (salvo Damian, que estaba en Gotham Academy), estaban en el techo ya ideando un plan.

Un día normal, Jason estaría enojado que estuvieran en su territorio sin su permiso, hoy no era un día normal y su esposa e hija eran rehénes.

Si bien fue un operativo algo normal contra el Espantapájaros, la mayor preocupación de los vigilantes fueron los rehenes, que en cualquier momento podrían ser víctimas del gas del miedo.

En aproximadamente una hora casi todos los rehenes fueron puestos a salvo, faltaba todavía un grupo, grupo en el que estabas tú y tu hija.

Jason estaba perdiendo la paciencia y el resto empezó a notarlo. Cass trató de calmarlo, pero como el resto de la familia estaba arruinando sus intentos.

El grupo faltante resultó estar seguros dentro de un salón de maestros, pero tú y Jane seguían desaparecidas. Sin embargo, poco después que se fueran una vocecita resonó por los pasillos.

“¡Papá!” gritó Jane al encontrar a su padre en traje de vigilante, Jason olvidó que su familia no tenía idea de su hija y corrió a tomar a su hija en brazos.

“Papi, papi, papi. Mamá me dejó con el grupo que escondió y salió corriendo, pero no quería quedarme con ellos y la fui a perseguir pero no la encuentro” lloraba la pequeña.

Con la promesa de regresar contigo, dejó a su Jane con Cass e indicó que la llevaran a la mansión. Está tan preocupado por encontrarte que no nota el estado de conmoción que dejó a su familia.

A pesar de esto, todos cumplen y regresan a casa.

Te encuentra en la sala de calderas evitando que el gas se filtre por toda la escuela, también encuentra a cinco ayudantes del villano noqueados y con una o dos heridas de balas. Lo primero que hizo fue ayudarte a terminar el trabajo y luego se asegura que no estés herida (lo estás, pero son solo moretones leves y uno que otro corte, eso no evita que te obligué a tomar descanso médico hasta nuevo aviso). Tú solo estás preocupada por tu pequeña (la cual va recibir una reprimenda por escaparse en una situación peligrosa).

En la baticueva Batman y los Robins están tratando de no entrar en pánico ante el pequeño miembro de su familia. La prueba confirmó que Jane era la hija biológica de Jason, también reveló que era tu hija. Debatían entre estar enojados con Jason y en conocer a Jane.

Cuando llegaron a la cueva, Jane saltó a los brazos de ambos. Había estado demasiado preocupada por ti que no prestó atención a sus tíos desconocidos.

Una vez ustedes dos calmados, Alfred hizo presencia para sugerir que tú y la pequeña ama Jane se cambiaran y comieran algo.

Todos aceptaron y subieron a la mansión hasta que algo le pasó a la cabeza a todos: ¿Por qué Cass y Alfred actuaron con tanta tranquilidad ante la familia de Jason?

Tras cambiarse, comer, la regañada y consuelo de sus padres, Jane se dio cuenta que estaba rodeada de personas que solo había visto de pasada en fotos.

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14 notas. Fecha de publicación: 2 de noviembre de 2022

Headcanon de Jason Todd ocultando a s/o embarazada de su familia (Parte 4 y final)

Parte 1 , Parte 2, Parte 3, Un pequeño extra

Advertencias: pelusa, un poquito de drama, referencias a Bruce siendo abusivo, referencias a muerte de villanos, y los problemas de la batfamily en general.

Las reacciones de la Batfamily con el secreto revelado.

**** cabe aclarar que el s/o no es justiciera ni parte de la socialité de Gotham, es una chica común que terminó enamorada de Jason Todd***

Dick:

Dick se sentía como el idiota más grande del planeta.

No porque Jason le ocultó la existencia de Jane, sino porque la conocía casi perfectamente. Eras una de las mejores amigas de Kori, por lo que a pesar de tu desaparición de Gotham te había visto un par de veces a lo largo de los años, incluso si nunca le dijiste quien era el padre de tu hija.

Además que siempre le pareció que tu hija le recordaba a uno de su hermanos, (e incluso las fechas coordinaban casi perfecto entre tu desaparición y la edad de Jane).

Carajo, incluso había ayudado a Kori a cuidar a Jane más de un par de veces y la pequeña lo llamaba tío Dick.

Sin embargo, la única vez que se lo mencionó a Jason este se puso rojo y no le hablo durante toda la noche. (En realidad, Jason no le hablo esa noche porque en cualquier momento empezaba a reír sobre lo idiota que era su hermano)

Al menos la cara de Bruce al darse cuenta que ya era abuelo valía la pena. Luego le pediría a Babs la grabación para enseñarle a Damian y a Jason (Después de una necesaria conversación sobre guardar secretos a la familia).

Por ahora se encargaría de mimar a Jane ahora que oficialmente era su sobrina y no tendría que esperar que al fin decidiera “poner fecha a su boda con tía Kori para eso “(palabras exactas de Jane, en serio, como no notó que era hija de Jason).

Cass:

Cass está muy feliz con que el secreto haya salido a la luz.

Espera que esto ayude a sanar algunas de las heridas de la familia.

Aunque es consciente que esto también podría separar a la familia, sabe lo poca que será la probabilidad al ver a sus hermanos y a su padre derretirse ante Jane.

Sabe que sus hermanos estarán un poco molestos con ella por ocultarles el secreto, pero no era de ella para contar.

Y nada quita el haber visto en vivo a Bruce Wayne nervioso cuando Jane lo llama abuelo Bruce.

Se pregunta qué hará Alfred con las ganancias de la apuesta.

Steph:

Jason tenía una hija…¡Jason tenía una hija!

Aún no le entraba en la cabeza que el infame Jason Todd sea padre de una adorable niña que la miraba encantada por la cantidad de brillo morado que tenía.

No la malentiendan, estaba encantada con que el pobre tenga dos personas que lo amen incondicionalmente separadas de está alocada familia.

Tampoco lo culpa por esconderlas de la familia, ella hubiera hecho lo mismo e incluso ha intentado irse ella de la familia.

Tal vez no fue tan jodido para ella como lo fue para Jason, pero sabe el daño que da esta familia y si Jason está dispuesto, Steph le dará una mano si necesita alejarlas de los Wayne de nuevo.

Por ahora, aprovechará tener una sobrina amante a la brillantina. Y si Jane es tan traviesa como Jason (que resulta cierto) aprovechará tener un cómplice para bromas.

Tim:

Jason está casado y tiene una mocosa…¡Jason está CASADO!

Durante el ataque, Tim creyó que había pasado demasiado tiempo despierto y estaba alucinando (pero eso era imposible, solo paso 28 horas despierto y tomo una siesta corta de dos horas un rato antes)

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21 notas. Fecha de publicación: 2 de noviembre de 2022

Headcanon de Jason Todd ocultando a s/o embarazada de su familia (Parte 2)

Parte 1 , Parte 3, Parte 4, Un pequeño extra

Advertencias: mención de riesgo de aborto, mención de secuestro, mención de violencia intrafamiliar (no al nivel de los comics pero por si acaso)

**** cabe aclarar que el s/o no es justiciera ni parte de la socialité de Gotham, es una chica común que terminó enamorada de Jason Todd***

Recapitulando: Tras el secuestro de Damian y el riesgo de aborto de su s/o, Jason y tú decidieron (por la gran paranoia común de Jason combinado por los miedos de ser padres primerizos) que la familia Wayne no se enteraría del bebé (al menos por ahora).

El asunto era cómo ocultar al futuro nuevo integrante de una (gran) familia de detectives y toda persona a su alrededor que es capaz de abrir la boca y contarle a algún Wayne o persona honoraria de la familia.

El mejor plan de acción que se le ocurrió a Jason: mencionar de pasada su separación mutua tras obtener una oferta de trabajo en el extranjero (porque sería demasiado problema fingir tu muerte).

Le creyeron del todo, claro que no, cada miembro se encargó de investigar y buscarte para confirmar.

Para suerte de Jason, en realidad dijo media verdad. Sí habías obtenido una oferta de trabajo en el extranjero y la habías aceptado, pero era homeoffice, y si tuvieras que ir a la oficina por alguna razón podrías ir a cualquiera de las sucursales que hay esparcidas por el mundo (incluso había una en Gotham, que es donde te realizaron la entrevista).

En cuando a encontrarte definitivamente no fue posible, no tenías familia viva ni muchos amigos (la mayoría desconocidos por la familia porque vivían en otra ciudad). La poca información que consiguieron además de que estabas viva y bien fue de Kori. Fiel a su palabra, no mencionó nada sobre tu embarazo, solo le contó a Dick que estabas muy feliz por los cambios en tu vida. El primer Robin no se atrevió a profundizar más porque estaba en uno de sus muchos descansos con la alienígena, descansos que esperabas que se detuvieran cuando Dick le entregara el anillo que Jason te mencionó, guardaba en su mesa de noche. (En esta casa amamos el RobStar)

Entonces casi todos aceptaron la sencilla respuesta del segundo Robin, de todos modos explicaría el comportamiento brusco que había regresado en Jason y no es como si tuvieran mucho tiempo de reflexionar tras una nueva fuga de Arkham que, de hecho, una de los daños colaterales fue el incendio del edificio en el que anteriormente vivían (Jason sintió que el universo le estaba dando la razón).

Pero como mencione, CASI todos. Hubo tres personas que no se tragaron la explicación de Jason y defendieron su estatus de los mejores detectives: Cass, Damian y Alfred.

Alfred conocía a todos los niños a la perfección, sabía que Jason ocultaba algo, y aunque no quería entrometerse en la vida personal de su segundo nieto, tenía mucha curiosidad. Cass notó que el comportamiento extraño de Jason cada vez que te mencionaba no era de dolor ni tristeza. Y Damian… digamos que entre el tiempo fuera de las patrullas que le declararon para recuperarse y el enojo de perder a su niñera favorita (porque se negaba aceptar que en su cabeza se refería a ti como Ummi) tenía motivación suficiente para investigar a su hermano.

Damian se autonombró la cabeza de la investigación, 1. porque fue el primero en notar que Jason (o sorpresa) estaba siendo razonable y haciendo un plan antes de atacar evitando ser lastimado en exceso; y 2. era el único con tiempo libre para estar al tanto de la ubicación de Jason por el GPS que robó de su padre. (que por cierto, debieron implantarte a ti también para no desaparecieras de la nada incluso si Jason te hubiera espantado como seguro hizo). (Que puedo decir, casi todos en la batfamilia dan vibras de obsesivos)

Entonces, cuando a lo largo de tres semanas Jason pasa gran parte de sus días en una zona exacta a las afueras de Gotham, es hora de investigar.

Una tarde acompañado de Alfred y Cass (por que Damian tenía prohibido salir solo hasta recuperarse para evitar que fuera a patrullar) Damian se encamino a seguir a su hermano al sitio misterioso.

Grande es la sorpresa de los tres cuando ven a Jason en la entrada de una casa en medio de la nada abrazándote mientras tú tienes un notorio bulto de embarazo.

Minutos más tarde, los cuatro Waynes están tomando té dentro de la casa mientras comes el helado con queso que te trajo Jason.

Tras una larga conversación, los tres deciden guardar el secreto. Alfred y Cass están en desacuerdo con la idea, pero pueden comprender la razón por la que ustedes tomaron la decisión.

Damian está totalmente de acuerdo con el razonamiento de Jason (un poco impulsado por la culpa de que casi pierdes a su sobrino debido a que te preocupaste por él).

Entonces el círculo se amplía para admitir a tres personas más, porque los tres han avisado (porque para ellos no existen las amenazas, solo las promesas) que volverán a visitarte seguido (sobre todo Damian, porque está decidido a aprovechar la ventaja que tiene para ganar el puesto de tío favorito).

Entonces cuando se van, estás segura que no importa si se tarden, al final toda la familia Wayne se enterará y aceptará con los brazos abiertos a su futura adición. Y Jason ya aceptó que va a volver a encontrarse con Damian robando su espacio en la cama (como pasaba seguido antes de mudarse).

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Headcanon de Jason Todd ocultando a s/o embarazada de su familia (Parte 1)

Parte 2 , Parte 3, Parte 4, Un pequeño extra

Advertencias: mención de riesgo de aborto, mención de secuestro, mención de violencia intrafamiliar (no al nivel de los comics pero por si acaso)

**** cabe aclarar que el s/o no es justiciera ni parte de la socialité de Gotham, es una chica común que terminó enamorada de Jason Todd***

(Admiren mi collage porque me olvide hacer un marcador)

Como si no fuera suficiente el miedo de ser un futuro padre, el Joker escapa de nuevo.

El ataque había sido a unas pocas de las cuadras del departamento donde vivía contigo.

Cuando volvió a casa de patrullar lo único que quería es empacar todo y mudarse a un lugar seguro, lejos del Joker, lejos de Gotham, lejos de su caótica familia.

Si fuera otra situación, lo habrías calmado para luego intentar razonar con él para evitar dejar su hogar atrás, sin embargo, ya no te sentías paz en tu propia casa, no cuando habías visto al Joker a metros de ti cuando escapaba de Batman.

Por lo que al día siguiente ya estaban con todas las maletas empacadas siendo subidas a tu carro y marchando a una casa a las afueras de Gotham.

La casa era un antiguo escondite de Jason cuando aún era Robin que usaba cuando quería evitar a Bruce. Ahora, sería tu nuevo hogar.

Antes del almuerzo llegaron Kori y Roy, tras una corta llamada de Jason, para ayudar a desempacar y arreglar cualquier desperfecto de la casa en tiempo récord.

Decir que estaban felices por la noticia del nuevo integrante sería quedarse corto. Roy ya se había declarado el padrino de la célula mientras Kori estaba decidida llenarlos a hacerle gorros y abrigos tejidos por ella una vez hubiera dominado el complicado arte de tejer (no estabas segura si los 7 meses que faltaban para que nazca el bebé sería suficiente para eso).

Y aunque con un poco de renuencia de parte de Kori, accedieron a guardar el secreto, sobre todo de la Batfamilia. Porque Jason estaba decidido que su futuro demonio no podía estar cerca de su familia adoptiva.

Si bien sabía que esta decisión era cruel tanto para ellos como para él, Jason sintió que sería mejor proteger a su hijo del ambiente de la mansión.

Claro, sus hermanos engreirían y protegerían al pequeño con su vida, se podía imaginar cómo sería la pelea de ellos por quien es el tío favorito del bebé. Alfred estaría tan feliz con su primer bisnieto y, de seguro se encargaría de cuidar de ti y satisfacer todos tus futuros antojos por asquerosos que sean. Ni que decir de Bruce quien gastaría una pequeña fortuna en juguetes y pañales mientras se encargaba de que tú y el bebé tuvieran todas las comodidades a su alcance.

Pero también estaba el asunto de Batman y el resto de justicieros.

Estaba en mejores términos con Bruce, pero siempre tenía roces por el asunto de matar y cada fuga del Joker. Sin contar la forma en que Bruce enloquecía cada vez que el loco de turno seguía sin atrapar, lo que terminaba lastimando tanto a sí mismo como al resto de la familia.

Otro terror de Jason era que Bruce declarara que, debido a su moral con los criminales, Jason no es apto para ser padre y separe al niño de ellos. Siendo la siguiente vez en la que vea a su hijo como el Robin de turno al costado de Batman.

Si bien era consciente que el terror era ridículo (a pesar de tus protestas no aceptaría que era infundado) y que Alfred o alguno de sus hermanos detendría a Bruce, sabía que era una posibilidad que la célula en formación siga los pasos de la familia y se convirtiera en justiciero.

Claro que esa posibilidad iba a seguir ahí incluso si no tuviera contacto con la familia (él seguía siendo Red Hood), pero mantenerse lejos de ese ambiente no alimentaría esa idea desde temprana edad ni expondría al niño pequeño a la locura detrás de escena que hay en los justicieros.

Protestaste ante la decisión de alejar definitivamente a la familia Wayne de la vida del bebé, sin embargo los héroes y justicieros no tienen descanso en sus vidas porque al mes de mudarse hubo otro incidente grave: el secuestro de ayudantes de la liga, Damian y Jon entre ellos.

Fueron días difíciles tanto para ti como para la familia Wayne. Red Hood, Red Robin y Signal patrullaron solos Gotham mientras el resto se apresuró a salvar a los ayudantes.

No hubo bajas mortales, pero Damian tuvo que ser inducido en coma por la gravedad de sus heridas.

Enterarte que el pequeño vigilante al cual cuidabas cada vez que Bruce salía de la ciudad estaba herido y las hormonas del embarazo no fueron buena combinación y debiste ser internada de emergencia por riesgo de aborto.

Jason casi muere (otra vez) por estrés.

Cuando te dieron el alta (bajo la indicación de descanso en cama por dos semanas) la decisión quedó tomada: La familia Wayne no se enteraría del bebé hasta nuevo aviso (lo máximo que pudiste regatear).

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riotlain · 2 years

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they dance together

and beast is a third wheel ig

also a drawing of me

#damian wayne is autistic #damian wayne #damian wayne fanart #canon x si #canon x oc #dc self insert #canon x self insert #damian wayne x oc

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igotanidea · 1 year

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DC Masterlist

JASON TODD

DICK GRAYSON

DAMIAN WAYNE

BATFAMILY (platonic)

MULTICHARACTERS:

Jealousy : Gar Logan x f!reader x Conner Kent

Bonding: Damian Wayne x sis!reader

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big-bat-bitch · 2 years

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BBB’s Tag Guide

I use a lot of acronyms or specific tags in my posts. They are for my convenience when searching through my blog so that I can more quickly find specific information, specifically character interactions - NOTE: these are not ship tags.

The tags should follow the this format: #character1.character2. The order of the characters is usually by age (oldest to youngest), but sometimes by the prevalence of the character within the post, or by their general popularity. If a character is interacting with a group as a whole, the tag format will be #character.groupabbreviation.

Below is a list of abbreviations that I use for specific characters/groups. Their corresponding hero names and alter-egos are what they will most commonly be found in my tags. This is not a comprehensive list of all characters that are mentioned on this blog, for specific characters, search them by their full name.

B - Batman (Bruce Wayne)

NW - Nightwing (Dick Grayson)

RH - Red Hood (Jason Todd)

RR - Red Robin (Tim Drake)

R - Robin (Damian Wayne)

Sp - Spoiler (Stephanie Brown)

BB - Black Bat (Cassandra Cain)

Si - Signal (Duke Thomas)

BWi - Batwing (Luke Fox)

BWo - Batwoman (Kate Kane)

BG - Batgirl

this may refer to Stephanie, Cass, or Babs - if you are looking for specific batgirl content, check out my characterfirstname!batgirl tag

O - Oracle (Barbara Gordon)

SM - Superman (Clark Kent)

SB - Superboy

this may refer to Connor or Jon - if you are looking for specific superbly content, search them by their names (Connor Kent/Kon El and Jon Kent)

WW - Wonder Woman (Diana Prince)

GL - Green Lantern (Hal Jordan)

AM - Aquaman (Arthur Curry)

F - Flash (Barry Allen)

GA - Green Arrow (Oliver Queen)

MM - Martian Manhunter (John Jones)

CM/S - Captain Marvel/Shazam (Billy Batson)

JL - Justice League

BF - Batfam

TT - Teen Titans

FF - Flashfam

HQ - Harley Quinn

JG - Jim Gordon

As - Arsenal (Roy Harper)

SG - Supergirl (Kara Zor-El)

PI - Poison Ivy (Pamela Isely)

LL - Lois Lane

CW - Catwoman (Selina Kyle)

TAG - Talia al Ghul

RAG - Ra’s al Ghul

HG - Hawkgirl (Shiera Hall)

Tr - Troia (Donna Troy)

KF - Kid Flash (Wally West)

AA - Agent A (Alfred Pennyworth)

WG - Wonder Girl (Cassandra Sandsmark)

Im - Impulse (Bart Allen)

SF - Starfire (Koriand’r)

JC - John Constantine

At - Arowette (Cissie King Jones)

For characters that have had multiple hero names:

the format of their posts as them as a specific character follows this format: #characterfirstname!title. For example, if you are looking for posts specifically of Dick Grayson as Robin instead of Nightwing you would use the tag #dick!robin.

For character description posts:

the description of the character comes before their full name. Example - #bi!tim drake, #emo!bruce Wayne

Some other fun, random tags I use often for specific types of content:

harassing bruce wayne is a valid pastime - people making bruce’s life hard on purpose

dc means disregard canon - DC slander posts

batdad - all posts of batman being a dad

the batman 2022 - specifically content pertaining to The Batman 2022 by Mark Reeves

battinson - specifically content pertaining to batman as portrayed by Robert Pattinson

batbros - male bat siblings interacting

batman rogues or batman villains - posts containing batman baddies

young justice 1998

core four - group interactions of Tim, Bart, Connor, and Cassie

redesign - fan art of character redesigns

analysis - breakdowns of characters' personalities, story arcs, and motivations

WLW - lesbian :)

DC pride - all things LGBT+ and DC

Timber - tim drake x bernard down

Timkon - tim drake x connor kent

Dickory - dick grayson x koriand’r

Dickbabs - dick grayson x barbara gordon

Batcat - bruce wayne x selina Kyle

Superbat - bruce wayne x clark kent

Superwonderbat - bruce Wayne x clark kent x diana prince

Trinity - superwonderbat but platonic

Stephcass - stephanie brown x cassandra cain

Fake Twitter

batblob - batman when he is shaped

under the cape - bruce keeps his children under his batman cape

Comic recs or Comic guide

jason todd is a little shit

jason todd is a bad influence

18+ only and nsfm - mature content not suitable for younger audiences (not safe for minors)

Superbros - interactions between Kon and Jon

#tags guide #BBB tag guide #will update as I remember more tags and develop new ones #cant promise that all posts will be perfectly tagged #but I will try #last update: 5/9/22

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¿Me guiñaste el ojo?

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/wlFx9qf

by Fufifive

Ser la cita de Oliver fucking Queen en la noche es algo llamativo. No tanto por cómo era conocido el alfa por ser un playboy en realidad. Si no porque desde hace tiempo a la única pareja que llevaba el alfa era a su esposa Dinah Lancer. Dejando atrás sus años de siempre traer una pareja diferente. Cuando la omega no se encontraba disponible para asistir era común verlo solo. Pero esta vez todo fue diferente. Empezando con el hecho de que Queen iba acompañado por un atractivo joven alto, con el ceño fruncido cuando lo mirabas. ‘¿Queen tiene un nuevo omega?’ ‘Alto… ¿El omega me acaba de guiñar un ojo?’ ‘Dios, Queen te está viendo ahora’ ‘¡Pero si no hice nada!’ ‘… creo que el omega se está riendo.’

Words: 1608, Chapters: 1/2, Language: Español

Series: Part 3 of Jason x la liga de la justicia

Fandoms: Batman - All Media Types, Justice League - All Media Types

Rating: General Audiences

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Categories: M/M

Characters: Oliver Queen, Jason Todd, Dinah Lancer, Bruce Wayne, Damian Wayne

Relationships: Oliver Queen/Jason Todd

Additional Tags: Implied Dinah Lancer/Jason Todd, Implied Dinah Lancer/Oliver Queen/Jason Todd, Dinah no sale mucho, centrado en Oliver/Jason, Implied Jason/Justice League, Oliver no sabe que Bruce Wayne es Batman, Bruce Wayne is Batman, Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, Omega Jason Todd, Alpha Oliver Queen, Jason asistiendo como la cita de Queen en la gala, Jason no esperaba toparse con los Wayne en ella, Ellos tampoco esperaban verlo, Damian fue debido a las obras de arte

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/wlFx9qf

#IFTTT #bruce wayne #batman #the dark knight #the cape crusader #gotham #dc universe #ao3 #ao3feed

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the-atlas-sister · 3 years

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Protector (Batsis Reader)

(This is from a chapter of my original story but I quirked the character to be the reader. The reader can teleport and turn invisible and your hero name is Viper. You're also part of the Teen Titan's and Connor Kent is your love interest, although it's not too evident in this chapter. Alexandra and Alex are original characters in the Titans based on my two friends. If you like this chapter and you want me to publish the book, let me know. I would make the original character the reader)

Y/N's POV

"I'm going on a walk!" I announced, opening the Wayne manor door.

"Alone?" Alfred asked, walking towards me.

"Yeah," I shrugged.

"You may want to have one of your brothers accompany you," Alfred said. "Or Ace. You are the daughter of the infamous Bruce Wayne. And you're injured."

"I'm also the Teen Titan Viper," I chuckled. "I can take care of myself, Alfred. But thank you."

"Do be careful," Alfred said as I walked out of the large mansion.

I looked around as soon as I was outside before teleporting into the city. I teleported to an alleyway next to Gotham City Park. I swiped a strand of hair from my face before walking into the park. I smiled at the kids laughing and playing on the playground, remembering when Dick would bring my brother and I there when our parents and Bruce were working.

That's when I heard the scream. I spun my head to see two men with penguin masks grab a kid and pull him into an alley, his parents and all other adults apparently oblivious to the kidnapping.

"Hey!" I yelled, running toward the child and his kidnappers. I stopped at the alley, noticing that the child and the men were gone. I furrowed my brows, walking further into the alley. "Hello!"

"Help!" the child's voice echoed through the alley. I continued walking, ignoring the fact that the echo was unnatural, due to the fact there was no building covering the alley or stopping the sun from shining down. "Help!" I noticed that I had found the end of the alleyway. "Help!" I looked down to see a doll, the size of a small child, it's mouth open.

"Oh no-"

"You Y/L/N," a voice said from behind me. "So quick to save the day." Before I could turn around, I felt a slight prick in my neck. I turned around to see the familiar plump and long-nosed figure of Oswald Cobblepot or the Penguin, as well as the men from before standing next to him.

"Cobblepot," I mumbled, feeling drowsy.

"Careful there," Penguin said as I stumbled towards him. "Maybe you should just... relax."

I reached back and pulled out the thing that had pricked me. It was a small tranquilizer dart. I threw it to the ground as I fell to my knees. Dad, I thought before everything went dark.

***

"Wake up!"

I groaned, fluttering my eyes open. I tried to move my hands, only to feel a coarse rope around them. My eyes shot open at that realization. I sat upright, trying to move my legs, only to find them each tied to the leg of the chair I was sitting in. I looked around, to find myself in what looked like an abandoned penguin exhibit. I sat on a makeshift iceberg above freezing water, I let out a breath, noticing it come out in a puff of mist.

"Good, you're awake." I looked up to see the Penguin, in his top hat, monocle, and usual penguin tux. He held a raw fish, biting off it's head. He leaned casually on his lethal umbrella, a blade sticking out from the bottom.

I stayed stoic. First thing Bruce taught me in a kidnapping. "Why am I here Cobblepot?" I asked.

"Just a playing card," Penguin shrugged, some of the fish spitting from his mouth.

"So you want my father's money?" I scoffed. "Spend all of your family's fortune on that disgusting fish or buying this run-down zoo?"

"We both know Bruce Wayne isn't your father," Penguin said. "Your father blew up." He pointed the fish at me some of it's gut splattering on my face. "But yes."

"Why do you need Bruce Wayne's money?" I asked, pressing the Titan's distress button on my bracelet.

"Why do any of really need money?" Penguin sighed. "I need to rebuild the Iceberg Lounge."

"You really think people would go to a club owned by a former villain and current psychopath?" I scoffed. "Built off of stolen money?" Penguin growled and slapped me across the face with the half fish, splattering more guts and blood across my face. I spit out the few that got in my mouth.

"Some people don't matter who owns the club as long as they can spend their money on booze and beautiful women," he said, swallowing the rest of his fish. "Now let's notify Bruce that we have his dear little girl here, shall we?"

Penguin pulled out a phone and typed in Bruce's number and turned on the speaker. I tensed as the ringing began.

"Hello?" Bruce's voice rang through.

"Oh hello Bruce," Penguin said into the phone.

"Cobblepot," Bruce said. "What-"

"I just wanted to let you know that I have your dear daughter here with me," Penguin said. "Here Y/N, say hello." He held the speaker towards me, but I stayed silent. I felt one of his henchmen, grab my hair and yank, making me let out an involuntary yelp. He used his free hand to press a gun under my chin.

"Cobblepot, don't hurt her," Bruce said.

"Bruce, I'll be fine don't'-" I let out a strangled scream as Penguin stabbed my bicep with his umbrella.

"Y/N-"

"Now Bruce, she'll survive, as long as you get 4 million dollars to the Gotham Zoo, by noon," Penguin said, his blade still in my arm. I glanced at the clock on the phone, seeing that was ten minutes to noon. "If not then..." He twisted the blade, making me bite my lip to keep in a scream, but a small whimper arose. He then hung up.

"You won't kill me," I said through pained whimpers.

"I won't." Penguin agreed, pulling the blade out of my arm hard, making me yell again. I felt thick, warm blood drip down my arm quickly, and heavily. "But he might." The gun was pressed harder against my chin.

I swear Alexandra if you don't hurry-

My thoughts were cut off by Penguin being thrown off the makeshift iceberg. I held back a smile upon seeing Alex fully costumed, standing in front of me. She grinned at me.

I heard a loud crash and felt the sun shine on my back before left my chin. I watched as the man was thrown into the cement wall.

"Are you okay?" I heard Alexandra ask from behind me.

"I've been through worse," I said. I turned to see Jaime shoot another henchman into the wall with his scarab's laser.

"Superboy, get Y/N free," Raven said, flying above me. She created a magic cage around Penguin.

I felt something hot between my wrists before feeling the ropes snap. "You sure, you're okay?" Connor asked, flying in front of me.

"Totally," I shrugged, placing a hand on my bicep to stop the blood. Connor looked unsure but quickly laser-eyed the ropes around my ankles. I stood up and turned around to see Alexandra toss another henchman into a pile she had created and Alex ran around them, tying them up quickly.

"How'd you super twits get here?" Penguin asked.

"Shut up," Alex said, making faces at him.

"We're just here to help any citizen in danger," Alexandra said, placing a hand on Alex's shoulder.

"Raven, get him to GPD," Jaime said. Raven nodded before flying out of the hole they had created coming in, the caged Penguin behind her. "And Superboy-"

That was when Bruce appeared. He dropped dramatically in front of me, Dick and Damian following close behind. All fully suited up.

"Guess they beat us to it," Nightwing said, grinning at the Titans. "Nice job team."

Robin rushed to me, pulling my hand from my arm. He glared at me as he noticed the gushing blood. He pulled out a bandage roll and wrapped my arm. I winced at the roughness of his wrapping skills. "This is why you don't go on walks alone," he said, flicking my forehead.

"Thanks for the love," I said, rubbing my forehead.

"Robin's right," Bruce said, narrowing his eyes at me. "You could've gotten killed and worse, you could've gotten out of this by using your powers."

"I couldn't have given myself away," I said. "They could have connected me to Viper, then to you and to Robin and Nightwing!"

"Your safety is more important than our identities," Bruce said sternly. "I don't want you to leave the manor this week."

"Are you grounding me?" I scoffed. "Over something that wasn't my fault?"

"Busted," Alex mumbled.

"Bats, that's not fair," Connor said, walking forward. Bruce sent him a classic Bat glare, a mix of intimidation and Dad guilt. Connor stopped. "Or you know, whatever. Your kid."

"You can't-"

"I am your father, Y/N Wayne," Bruce said. "We're going back to the manor and I forbid you from leaving."

First part 2 on my masterlist: https://mooskey.tumblr.com/post/661991989629304832/%F0%9D%9A%83%F0%9D%99%B7%F0%9D%99%B4-%F0%9D%9A%84%F0%9D%99%BB%F0%9D%9A%83%F0%9D%99%B8%F0%9D%99%BC%F0%9D%99%B0%F0%9D%9A%83%F0%9D%99%B4-%F0%9D%99%B2%F0%9D%99%BE%F0%9D%9A%82%F0%9D%99%BC%F0%9D%99%B8%F0%9D%99%B2-%F0%9D%99%BF%F0%9D%99%BE%F0%9D%9A%86%F0%9D%99%B4%F0%9D%9A%81-%F0%9D%99%BC%F0%9D%9A%A2-%F0%9D%99%BC%F0%9D%9A%8A%F0%9D%9A%9C%F0%9D%9A%9D%F0%9D%9A%8E%F0%9D%9A%9B%F0%9D%9A%95%F0%9D%9A%92%F0%9D%9A%9C%F0%9D%9A%9D

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lost-in-the-world-of-fandoms · 3 years

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Yo what if i made an au where tomoe is an assasin and marinette and her twin samira (oc) are the children of bruce wayne and lady shiva.

and cassandra cain, Marinette, samira, kagami, and damian wayne would make an assasin club with the 5 of them.

participants would be:

Cassandra Cain: Daughter of Lady Shiva (Sandra Wu San) and David Cain; Age 16

Marinette: Daughter of Lady Shiva (Sandra Wu San) and Bruce Wayne; Age 15

Samira (original character): Daughter of Lady Shiva (Sandra Wu San) and Bruce Wayne; Age 15

Kagami: Daughter of Tomoe Tsurugi, Father Unknown; Age 15 ½

Damian: Son of Talia Al Ghul and Bruce Wayne; Age 13

imma actually write an au on this. this would be sooo fun

#random idea rn #the assasin kids au #maribat #mlb x dc #bio!dad bruce wayne #marinette has a twin sis named samira au #lil bro damian wayne #big sis cass cain #assasin!tomoe tsurugi

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superhero-boogie · 5 years

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They can't know. Part 1.

(Okay, this shit is super long and not at all what I planned to be, but you know what? I'm still happy. For those of you who are waiting for the Jason Todd story; I'm working on it. I already finished this one so I might be posting it the other part today.)

Warning; Angst, Hints of anxiety, Cursing. ( I think that's it)

Request; None. ( You can send me.)

You weren’t a superhero like the rest of your family, but that didn’t stop you from hanging at the Batcave, the coolest place on earth, especially from using the gigantic screen of the bat computer to watch movies. Your brother Dick was spending days over to visit you and invited his best friend. You were watching your favorite tv show while Wally West, aka Kid Flash, was somewhere at the Batcave with your older brother.

- Wally? Wally? - Dick snapped his fingers on his face - Wally!

He jumped facing an annoyed Dick.

- W-what?!

- Are you listening? This is important, dude!

- I know, I was! - He said trying to distract Dick from looking behind his back at the direction he was staring; Yours.

- Were you seriously watching tv rather than listening? Really, man?

- I got distracted, sorry! What were we talking again? - Relief ran his body.

Dick scan his face with suspicious before turning to talk to you.

- Y/N?

- Yeah, Dickie? - You said still staring at the Bat-computer.

- Can’t you watch this back at the Manor?

- Sure. - You responded, eyes still on the scene, not moving an inch.

Dick waited a minute until speaking again.

- So?

- Huh? What? - You said making Wally smile at your concentration.

- Will you watch at the Manor? - He asked impatiently.

- Nope. Now shush.

- But you said you could!

- That I could, not that would! Now shut up, the love of my life is talking. - You said, waving your hand at them, talking about your favorite actor.

Wally put his hand dramatically above his heart.

- But Y/N! I thought I was the love of your life!

- Sure, whatever floats your boat, dude. - You sighed dreamily seeing the actor taking off his shirt. - I thought you were talking about something important?

Dick turned to Wally again with a “see what I have to go through every day” face before continuing his speech.

- So as I was saying before being so rudely ignored, I was thinking about doing a YJ reunion. What do you think?

- Why? Is something wrong? - It confused Wally, he remembered none bad news involving his old team.

- No. Not at all. But I figure that would be nice for the new members to meet the original gang.

- That’s cool, bro. Have you talked with the others yet?

- No, not yet. I’ve been playing with the idea for a while now, so I figure to ask since you were already coming. What do you think?

- That’s a great idea, but you need to check with everyone though.

- I know. I was planning to do it today. Do you think you can stay with Y/N for a while?

- I’m still listening, Dick. And we’re not kids. - You said.

- I know, I know. I’m going now, see you guys later. - He said getting out of the cave.

- Bye! - You and Wally shouted.

He stood there for a minute before going in your direction. He got behind you and put his over your eyes.

- Guess who? - He whispered in your ear making you shiver.

- Ha, Ha, hilarious, Wally. Get off me. - You took his hands off your face.

- It wasn’t what you said last night if I remember well... What did you say? Oh, I remembered now. “Oh, yeah, Wal...” - You turned, putting your hands on his mouth keeping him to mimic you.

- Would you, please, shut the fuck up? This place has cameras, you know? Do you really have a death wish?

- Come on, babe. You know I love you. - He wrapped his arms on your shoulders and rested his chin on the top of your head.

You hugged and kissed him on the corner of his mouth.

- I know, I love you too.

And you did. More than anything. It hurt you couldn’t be with him around your family. You knew that eventually, they would find out or you would have to tell them, but the thought of fighting them about your relationship scared the hell out of you. The whole problem was with your ages. Even if you were eighteen, what you was, Wally was way older than you; he had Dick’s age, and, since little, your family protected you like you were made of glass.

Your father had an affair with your mom before Dick was Robin, and she was a model. When you were six, the police arrested her for being an accomplice of a corrupt Mayer that she was dating and sent you to live with your father. At the time Dick was already thirteen and Robin, but since you were just a baby, you didn’t understand it. Babs was your hero, she spoiled and played with you.

When Jason came, you were twelve and knew about your father’s double life. In the first weeks of his time at the mansion, Jason was quiet and seemed angry all the time, your ages were close so you tried to be his friend, not realizing that a fourteen-year-old boy would rather die than play with dolls. When he died you were fifteen and cried until you couldn’t breathe anymore.

You became sad and angry and wanted to take the joker down yourself and begged to your father to train you to be his next Robin. He said no, not being able to even think about losing you as he did with Jason, so you moved in with Dick for a few months and trained martial arts with him. It was a nice brother-sister bonding moment and gave you the time you need it to calm down and realize you didn’t want to fight crime.

When you came back, you found out that there was a new Robin, Tim Drake. And a new Batgirl, Cassandra Cain. At first, you didn’t know what to think about them. He wasn’t an orphan as Dick or Jason and didn’t live at the mansion with you but he was younger and fun to be around and she was peaceful and quiet so you decided that Jason wouldn’t mind if you took them as siblings. Then Jason came back, and you were extremely confused. All those feeling that came with his death came back with the addition of your anger towards him. How could he not come back for his family? For you?

When things calmed down, you couldn’t be more happy for having your brother back and cried to sleep holding him. Stephanie was awesome, you finally had a girl around age and could talk about stuff you couldn’t with your brothers. Damian was hard. He knew you were his father biological kid too but didn’t understand why you didn’t want to fight. He more often than not was rude, and you grew very insulted when he treated Alfred poorly. When he moderated his temper, you suspiciously let him enter your heart. And became thrilled about having a baby brother. Duke was happy and cool and you came to care for him too. There were so many of them, so many that you would disappoint for lying and keeping secrets. Not only with you, but Wally was also Dick best friend, and you knew it hurt him as much as did with you. But you loved Wally so much and were not willing to let him go.

- Hey, babe, come back. - Wally kissed your cheek drawing your attention. - What were you thinking?

-About my family. Their reaction when they find us out.

- No wonder you took so long, you guys multiply like bunnies. Don’t worry, babe, we will be fine.

You looked around checking if no one were coming and stand up, wrapping your arms around his neck. His arms on your waist pulled you closer.

- So... Kid Flash, what do you think we get out of here?

- I would love to. - He smiled - What do you think about France?

- Wally, you’re not taking me to Paris on my pajamas.- You got closer, your noses touching each other. - I was thinking something closer like… I don’t know... my bedroom? - You smiled giving a little peck on his lips.

Suddenly your legs didn’t touch the ground anymore and Wally was carrying you in bridal style, making you laugh.

- Well, then why you didn’t say earlier?

XXX

You would kill him, he would have to super-speed his ass to the other side of the planet to run from you. You grunted frustrated grabbing your makeup case; the hickey looked like a neon sign on your neck, not even your hair covering. He was dead.

A knock on the door made your soul leave your body for a few seconds.

- Y/N? Are you in there? - Your baby brother asked

- Yes, Damian. I’ll be out in a few, okay?

- Okay, I will wait in the bedroom.

- Shit. - you whispered trying to cover the bruise in a rush. You did the best you could and hoped your hair would help you.

You got out of the bedroom seeing your brother sitting on your bed with his legs crossed.

- How can I help you on this beautiful day, my baby brother? - You said lying down on the bed.

- I’m not a child, Y/N, much less a baby. But you could do something for me, yes.

You pulled him down on the bed as well and turned to face him, your arm under your head.

- Tell me what.

- Can you ask Grayson to not do the ridiculous reunion on our house? I’ve tried but he won’t listen.

- Why? I’m excited to have the guys over. You’re not?

- No, I’m not looking forward to having a loud and uneducated crowd on our house.

- Oh, come on, Damian. You can’t be serious. - You faced the ceiling. - Think like this; In a few years, the people coming will be your old team. Would you like someone to stop you?

Damian stopped to think for a few moments and got up.

- Well then, I suppose there’s nothing for me to do. Do you want to join me for breakfast?

- I would love, Damian. Just give me a moment to get ready, okay? Go ahead, I’ll catch you in a few secs.

You watched him get out and close the door before running back to the bathroom, to perfect the foundation on your neck.

XXX

By the time you made to the kitchen, Damian was throwing blueberries on Tim’s hair who was too busy staring at his coffee to notice anything.

You hugged him and took the little fruits from his hair getting a nasty look from Damian.

- Hey, Tim. Why are you up so early? Did you came from Steph’s or spend the night at the cave?

-... huh? Oh, Cave.

You glanced at the bags under his eyes and shook your head.

- You know... You won’t be able to stay awake at the YJ reunion if you don’t sleep, right? Why don’t you give this... - You took away his mug- And go upstairs?

- I will, I’m just waiting for something to be ready down at the cave, and I’m going to bed. - Tim tried to reach for his mug back while you took out of his grasp.

- What is so important that’s keeping you awake?

- I’m doing a backup of the camera recordings at the Batcave so I can have more space in the HD. - Tim rested his head at the table.

- Why you’re doing it? Is something wrong, Drake? - Damian searched for the cereal on the kitchen cabinet.

- Not really, but since Dick’s is throwing a party, I wanted to make sure nothing goes off my eye.

- That’s mean, Timbo. I know we are offensively rich, but no one will rob us. - You teased him. - And since when we’re calling it a “party”?

Tim straightened his back.

- I didn’t mean like that! I was talking about not letting us vulnerable to attacks! I... I didn’t...

- Relax, Timbo. I’m mocking you.

- You’re awful, Y/N, I’m too tired for this. And we both know it’s not really a “reunion”. - He got up and search for the milk in the fridge. - Also, I want to see if the new program I installed last week works.

- What does it do? - You asked taking a sip from his intact coffee.

- It shows the persons that visited the Mansion or the Batcave, but just Wally came so there’s not really too much to see. Did you drink my coffee? -Tim narrowed his eyes.

- ... No? - You stopped to think about what he had said before the question, choking a little - W-wait, You will analyze the records from while Wally was here? Like all of them?! - The scenes of you and Wally making out around the house while you were alone passing through your eyes, the panic making your voice higher.

- ... Yeah? Are you okay? - He asked skeptically.

- You know, Tim. You’re looking so tired, are you sure you have to do this right now? Why don’t you go to sleep? I call you when it’s ready, how about that?

- Yeah, Drake, you’re looking like a zombie.

Tim took his eyes from you and stared at Damian.

- Looks who’s talking, the real zombie.

- Well, at least I’m not a... - You turned their discussion off, trying to figure out what to do. Grabbing your phone from your back pocket, you text Stephanie.

“Hey, Steph. I need a favor.”

Her reply didn’t take long to show.

“Sup, what can I do 4 you?"

“I need you to take Tim out of the Manor. Can’t tell u why.”

“Is everything okay?”

“Yes, just do it, please?”

It didn’t take long until Tim’s phone rang.

- Hey, cutie. You’re... what? - Tim looked around his face growing red. - Uhum... Yep... I’m coming. Bye.

You looked at him questionably.

- I have to go. - Was all he said before leaving.

- That was weird, wasn’t it?

You looked at your little brother doing your best innocent face.

- Completely. - You got up and ran to your bedroom.

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