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geowrites03 · 2 years

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Assassin

Tim Drake x Kyle!reader

Summary: Tim Drake is her soulmate but she’s on a job to kill Red Robin. After she finds out Red is her soulmate Tim she backs out of the job and needs some money and she remembers an account she has on a specific platform. And one or two posts leads her soulmate to reach out to her.

A/n: we’re just going to forget about the fact that OnlyFans is banning explicit content (not sure if they even are banning it anymore lol) for this I’m also not entirely sure how it works but I did google certain things I wasn’t sure about.

It wasn’t hard to find Red Robin, just some simple tracking. The only hard part was my next order, I wasn’t sure if I could carry it out or not. I had to kill him, but I’m no murderer, I only kill them if they deserve it and Red Robin does not. If it was Batman I could have actually considered it but not Red Robin.

I’ve had a soft spot for the vigilante ever since he let me go free after I had been caught red handed at an assassination crime sene that got a little messy. It feels like I owe him now, like I’m forever indebted to him. If it wasn’t for the name on my wrist I’d probably say that I owe him my life, after all it happened multiple times. I would look at him with a guilty expression and covered in blood, he knew I did it and that I felt no remorse but he still let me go, every time.

I sighed looking at the name of my soulmate on my wrist knowing that if I kill Red Robin nobody else would let me walk away from a crime scene and that I would be locked up on the spot. I didn’t want a life in prison and not even knowing my soulmate, well I already knew one thing, he was one of Bruce Wayne’s adopted sons. I got up from my position on the roof of Red’s apartment building and jumped down, I can’t do this.

I got back to my apartment and dropped my equipment by the door making a mental note to put it away later. I quickly made a peanut butter and jelly sandwich and sat down on my couch to watch a random movie. Halfway through the movie my phone rang, I looked at my phone to see who it was and saw that it was my mother so I quickly picked it up.

“Mom?”

“Hey, just checking up on you to see if you were okay?” I chuckled knowing that she already knew I was doing just fine and just wanted to see if I found my soulmate, I wouldn’t tell her anything about him, not even his name.

“Yes I’m ok. And before you ask, no I have not found my soulmate.” She sighed frustratedly on the other line.

“Selina, come back to bed..” I heard Bruce, her soulmate, mumble from beside her.

“Gross. Goodnight.” She chuckled at the disgust in my voice and rolled my eyes knowing her next words ‘It’s going to be you and your soulmate soon.’

“Hey! It’s going to be you and your soulmate soon. Goodnight.” Called it! With that she hung up and I threw my phone next to me on the couch. If I was going to end up like that with my soulmate I don’t want it.

When the movie ended I started to flick through the channels until the news caught my eye. The reporter was talking about the theory of Catwoman and Batman dating, I scoffed but then they showed a photo of them kissing but my mom would never cheat, so that meant that Bruce was Batman.

If I put the pieces together properly it also means that Red Hood would be Jason, Nightwing would be Dick, Robin would be Damian, and Red Robin would be-

“No.” I quickly ran to some weapons that I haven’t bothered to clean yet from my most recent encounters with Red Robin and got some of his blood when I scathed his arm and ran it through the computers.

Tim Drake. I looked down at my wrist to see his name then back to the computer to also see his name. I couldn’t believe this, well actually I could it just should have been easier for me to see. My phone rang again but it had a no caller id, knowing it was most likely the person that hired me to kill Red.

“Why hasn’t it been done yet!?” He yelled at me but how on Earth was I supposed to explain that I can’t kill him. I couldn’t straight up telling him that he was my soulmate then he would come for me to figure out his identity.

“I’m taking back on the deal.” I quickly transferred him his money back and heard his phone chime on his line. “That’s your money coming back in.”

“Well you better have some connections you can give me to get the job done.”

“Yeah sure, I have a guy. His number is *** *** ***.” He quickly hung up after I gave him the fake number. But now I have no money to make it through the week. Shit.

There wasn’t much I could do about money besides getting a part time job but there’s no good work places in Gotham. I was screwed. Until I remembered my OnlyFans account that I forgot about awhile ago. It’s also on pay-per-view not monthly subscription so even if I just post a few things now I will get a bit of money from it.

I looked at my old content and noticed that I never posted a shower photo or video, but now that I needed money it seemed like a perfect opportunity. Plus I needed a shower after the day. I got in the shower and lathered some soap on my boobs and torso while recording it and making sure my face stayed out of frame. I also got another video of me masturbating with the adjustable shower head.

When I got out of the shower I posted the videos with a pit in my stomach and mixed feelings about how I’m choosing to make some quick money. I made it $20 to watch the masturbation video and $10 for the soap video.

When I checked in the morning 20 people already paid to see the soap video giving me $200 alone and 24 people paid for the masturbation video giving me an additional $480, $680 altogether. I didn’t expect this much money over one night. I put enough money for my rent in a seperate bank account and kept the rest in my main account to spend on groceries and other things.

After transferring the money I got a message on Instagram from Tim. He could finally be making his move, we both follow each other on social media but were too nervous to talk to each other. When I clicked on the notification for his message the first thing I saw in chat was a screenshot of my masturbation video with my wrist circled.

Tim: I thought I was crazy and hallucinating when I saw your name on my wrist, but I guess this confirms it.

Y/n: So did I, but did you watch my videos Timmy??

Tim: Oh definitely not. I just got the photo from Damian’s phone.

Y/n: Is that sass you’re giving me Timothy Jackson Drake?

Tim: It’s called sarcasm, I believe.

Y/n: Well whatever it’s name is I don’t like it, it almost made me cry.

Tim: Really? Did it? Do I need to call the wambulance?

Y/n: Oh most definitely. Yep tell them to get here right now.

I wasn’t expecting him to joke along with me but he did and we continued to talk for awhile. Since we were soulmates our relationship evolved pretty quickly. When I told him that I knew he was Red Robin he said he knew I was v/n.

I asked him if he still wanted to be with me even though he was a hero and I was a villain, he didn’t miss a beat on saying that it didn’t matter that we were on opposing sides and that he loved me either way.

It was a bit of a shock when he said he loved me mainly because we still weren’t too far into our relationship plus the only times we see each other is when we’re behind the masks. Nonetheless I said it back and he asked to meet up at either mine or his place, I instantly said his because I have not cleaned in forever.

“Hey y/n!” He answered the door when I knocked. He was so much cuter without the mask, I haven’t seen him without it in awhile.

“Hey Tim.” He moved out of the way of the door so I could come in. We both made our way to his couch.

“Would you like anything to drink? Maybe some coffee?” He got up from the couch and took a few small steps into the kitchen. “I was going to have some anyways.”

“Sure, I won’t say no to coffee two sugars please.” We chuckled and he started to make us our drinks. We were having small talk and when he was done he came over and sat next to me on the couch and passed me my drink. Jumping from topic to topic, we ended up talking about our jobs and money.

“If you don’t mind me asking,” he paused and shifted to face me. “If I know right, assassins make a fair bit of money, some just over enough to survive. So why do you have an OnlyFans? I mean it’s fine that you do, I’m not judging and I’m fine with it, I’m just curious and you don’t have to answer.”

“Um well, it’s kind of just there if I don’t make enough from my ‘jobs’. In this case however what I’ve posted throughout the past few weeks was because I had a big job so I booked myself out saying I couldn’t take anymore jobs for awhile. But I pulled out last minute and I couldn’t get anymore jobs.” He nodded along while I told him but he still looked like he wanted to know more.

“Is it okay if I ask why you pulled out of it last minute?” I nodded and thought about how I could tell him or if I could just make up an excuse but he would know if I lied.

“I-i don’t really know how to say this.” I still needed some more time but he gave me a nod and a look telling me to take my time. “Well this particular client wanted Red Robin dead. At first I was down, he offered 4 million, and I also had no idea you were my soulmate.”

“If you didn’t know that it was me at the time why did you still pull out? I mean 4 million, wouldn’t it have been hard to walk away last minute?”

“It was because you would let me go from a crime scene and I know that nobody else would, and I didn’t want to risk it. I didn’t want to go to prison without knowing who my soulmate is.” I looked up at him with teary eyes and he pulled me into his side and asked me with his eyes if it was okay to ask one more question, I nodded.

“How did you find out I was Red Robin?”

“Well it was when I turned on the news and saw that somebody had caught a picture of Batman and Catwoman kissing. I already knew that my mom was Catwoman but I was slightly confused because she would never cheat on her soulmate, so I figured out Bruce was Batman then I managed to figure out that Nightwing is Dick, Red Hood is Jason, the current Robin is Damian, and that left Red Robin and you.”

“So let me get this straight. You found out that I was Red Robin through a photo of Bruce and Selina kissing in their suits?” He laughed and so did I.

“Pretty much yeah.” We were still giggling and our eyes met looking at each other with a mischievous glint in them. “Wanna cause some drama?”

“What kind are you thinking about v/n?” He leaned down to kiss my lips.

“Well, Bruce knows that your Red Robin, obviously, and my mom knows I’m v/n, how much of a shock will it be if they happened to see a photo of us on the news like their photo.”

“Mmm I don’t know…” He chuckled I knew he was still going to do it. We both knew.

That night we got our phones blown up from messages but we only discarded them at home while we went out for an expensive dinner. Courtesy to my OnlyFans payments.

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ellana-ravenwood · 4 years

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Can you be friend with your husband's ex-girlfriend ? - Bruce Wayne x Fem!Reader

Synopsis : Everyone always think you and Selina Kyle don’t like each others, solely for the fact that she used to "date” your husband. But as usual in life, things are much more complicated than that...A fluffy Drabble mainly about how truly strong, Bruce and reader’s love is.

Listen. My students were having quiet reading times, and I had a sudden burst of inspiration as one of them chose a French story in which a mother and a step-mother unite fronts to save their little magical kid (I love that story haha), and it suddenly inspired me. I LOVE Catwoman. Like. A lot. And in my head, her and Batmom have always been...Oh. No spoilers. The rest in this story ;). Hope you’ll like this little bonus story ! :

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“You look beautiful mom, do you have a date with father ? I thought date nights were on Thursdays.”

You jumped a little in the air as your son’s voice resonate in the foyer. Definitely didn’t hear him, sneaky little bugger. You turn around towards him, and smile, saying :

“It is on Thursdays, my little buddy. I’m having a girls night out, tonight.”

“Girls night out ?”

“Yes. You know, Cass and I are the only girls of the family. Sometimes we need to vent to our peers. Cass usually goes to see Steph and Babs, I go out with my friends.”

You smile at him again, ruffling his hair, and he can’t help but chuckle a little bit. In recent months, Damian found that he actually loves, when the one he came to call “mom” (you), ruffled his hair. It made him feel like the little boy he was, as odd as it could sound to anyone not knowing him.

“I didn’t know you went on such nights.”

“I do, once a month. You just haven’t noticed because it’s usually on nights you’re out with your father rather early.”

“I see. If it isn’t too -he hesitates- personal, can I ask with who you are going out ? Who are your friends ?”

Your smile widens. Because just over a year back, that boy would’ve never cared about this. About who you hung out with, or about you in general.

Ah, since he came in your life, he went a long way. The mere fact he wanted to know more about you was proof enough, and you felt absolutely touched.

Even more so as you realized that he not only asked about your friends because he wanted to know you, but because he was a little worried about who you might spend time with, wether they’d put you in danger or not...So, oh so sweet.

“Well, as cliche as it sounds, I’m going out with mainly other supermoms. We like to vent about...Things -you were aware that telling your son you and your friends love to vent about them wasn’t the best answer right now haha- So, Lois, you know her of course. Jon’s mom. There’s also Dinah, Connor’s mom. You saw him a few time at the Watchtower, although he’s quite younger than you so I don’t think you interact much. I bet you already know she’s Black Canary, and married to Green Arrow, I saw you snoop in your father’s files.”

Your son’s face redden a little, but you give him a reassuring winks totally meaning : “I snooped around too”, and it makes him smile. You continue :

“And finally there’s Diana. She’s not a mom yet, but she loooooves to listen to our stories. She’s also great at changing subjects and partying, who would’ve thought right ? I guess having thousand of years of practice helps. I’m sure you know she’s Wonder Woman eh. Oh, and of course, there’s Selina.”

“Selina ?”

“Yes.”

“As in...Catwoman ?”

“Yes ?”

You can see your son wants to add something, and you’re pretty sure you know what it’s gonna be. But you let him ask naturally, leave him time to gather his thoughts and dare to ask. After all, you want to instal an atmosphere of trust, between you and your children. You want them to know they can always ask you anything. So you wait. Finally, Damian says :

“Why are you meeting with this woman ? Don’t you like, hate her ?”

"Why would I hate her ?”

You know exactly why he’s thinking that. But you want him to elaborate, to make sense of his feelings about the subject. Simply, to talk.

“Well...her and father used to...you know...”

It’s not quite as formed as you were hoping for, but you do know. And at least, he tried. There was a time he would’ve just gotten mad you purposefully pretended not to understand his meaning, and would’ve left this instant.

You smile at him once more. To be honest, so many people thought you and Selina Kyle didn’t get along.

You guess it would make sense, it’t true, she’s your husband ex after all. AND one of the only woman for whom he truly cared about. Those, were very few...

In fact, there was only three of you, in Bruce’s life, that truly made a difference. Sure, he had been infatuated before, with quite a few women. But only three, truly stood out.

Talia Al’Ghul, of course. Not his first love (that was Julie Madison, although he was much too young to really know what love even was, and compared to you, it was just mild infatuation). But someone that used to be important nonetheless. The reason your sweet Damian (yes, sweet, especially when around you) was alive.

She was important, once. When he was training under her father’s guidance, before he realized who Ras really was.

Talia was a complicated woman who unfortunately could never truly get away from her upbringing, no matter how hard she tried. She was “too far gone”, by her own words. It was clear to Bruce, that if even herself thought she was un-savable, he couldn’t do much either. He did try, though. But it just never worked.

You were certain that she left Damian in Bruce’s care, when the boy was barely ten, exactly because she didn’t want him to turn out like her. Which in itself, was a little redemption act, no ? At least, you thought so.

Didn’t mean that you thought you could change her mind about those “world domination” plans that were ingrained in her mind since she was born. Fact is, she gave Damian a chance.

You never hated Talia. You actually felt pretty sorry for her.

She could’ve had such a different life, if, all those years ago, she had been able to leave her father. Not that you would want to, it’d mean that you and Bruce would never be (even if deep down, you knew that you and him would always end up together, no matter what...it would’ve just been a little lethal for you, if Talia was more around um um).

Talia never even really tried to get “her” son back. It seemed she completely accepted to “give him” to you. She self-admittedly never really knew how to be a mother, and there was that time she had him killed because she thought it was meant to be...

Not that, anyway, you’d ever let that happen again. You made it very clear you wouldn’t. And your resolve and anger could be scary, even to Talia Al’Ghul.

Plus, the day she had Damian killed, she realized she didn’t want that...anyway long story short, she was no longer in his life. And although if one day she changed her mind and wanted to contact him again you wouldn’t oppose it, you knew Damian was yours. Everyone knew that if one day she would come back, beyond the fact you, Bruce, and his siblings would be here to protect Damian...The boy would never choose to go back to the Al Ghuls.

He changed drastically, since he came with you. He was no longer her son. And she knew it. And didn’t interfere so far (and you knew she never would).

He called YOU “mom”. He told YOU he loves you. You. Not her. he never interacted with you like he did with her anyway. And you still didn’t hate Talia. She was part of both Bruce, and Damian’s past (AUTHOR’S NOTE : a little reminder that Damian was born from a “test tube” with Bruce and Talia’s DNA (to simplify things), and had a surrogate mother to give birth to him (although sometimes he’s seen in literal “baby pods” like in Death Stranding haha). He was born A WHILE after Bruce left Talia and the League behind. He wasn’t born 9 months after. This is important infos so things fit timeline wise :)).

The second woman who had a great impact on your husband’s life, and who used to be “his”, was...Selina Kyle.

For a long time Bruce felt like she was the only one to understand him. The only one accepting him for who he was, with no compromise. The only person on this Earth that wouldn’t try to change him. And although things were often “on and off”, and complicated, it was nice, to feel like he belonged. And Selina... Selina was the only one giving him this feeling.

But...Well, he was wrong.

Because then, you, the “third” and yet most important woman in his life, appeared.

You arrived years after his love story with Talia, and quite a while after he started to realize him and Selina were maybe not meant to be. Too many differences, even as they understood each others (or at least he thought they did).

Then you barged in. A bit younger than him. Unafraid to be yourself, bold and utterly stubborn. Turning his world upside down, and making him reconsider if he ever knew what the word “love” meant before you.

But that, was another story. Anyone seeing you with him, and particularly the way he looked at you, would instantly know how crazy he was about you. How desperately in love he was.

Right now, the question wasn’t about how strong your bond was, and how he never loved anyone like he loves you.

Nope. Right now, it was all about how you didn’t hate his exes (not even Talia). How anyway, they were part of his life at some point, that was a fact you could never change.

Before you, Bruce had a past. Past.

A past. A path. A path that lead him to you. A path that taught him to not make the same mistakes he made before, and a path that showed him it was you. That it has always been you.

A past path, that couldn’t compare to his present with you.

You didn’t even feel particularly jealous of them, you knew how Bruce felt about you, and that they were just that...part of his past.

Now, sure. You would probably never even be friendly with Talia. Who she was and what she stood for made it so. The opposite of you, really.

But Selina ? Well. Selina was another story.

You smile at your son, and say :

“Do you think of Selina and I as “conventional women” ? “

His answer came without a second of hesitation, Damian didn’t even have to think to say what he thought of your question :

“Certainly not.”

“Exactly. Now. Maybe society teaches girls they should instantly hate their boyfriend’s ex, but I chose not to listen. It’s a toxic view of life, and not all exes are crazy jealous psychos as the people make it sound ? Sometimes, like in your father and Selina’s case, the relationship ends on good terms. Selina is a great woman. As soon as she knew your dad and I were actually a thing, she backed off.”

Well. That wasn’t entirely true. She backed off of Bruce. But she still LOVED driving him crazy jealous by openly flirting with you.

“And I know how your dad feels about me. I trust him, too. Trust is important, you know that now right ? -he nods- So. Why would I hate someone I have a lot in common with, and with whom I’d probably be friend anyway if you father wasn’t in the picture ?”

“I...I guess you wouldn’t ?”

“And I indeed don’t.”

Your son was visibly confused, and you couldn’t blame him really.

Because of how the World was, but also because of who raised him (Talia was...a jealous woman), you understood how he couldn’t quite understand you not feeling threaten in the least by the fact Selina was your Broosh’s ex. So you say, kissing his forehead :

“I’ll tell you a few stories, soon. And I think you’ll get it.”

“Ok, mom.”

You smiled. He hadn’t call you “mom” for very long, and you quickly noticed he used every opportunity to use the word. It melted your heart.

“Now, I have to go ! If I’m late, Diana is going to fly me out of here, and your father HATES when she does that. Goodnight baby, see you soon. Make sure to eat a proper dinner. I told Alfred but I trust you to listen. And force your dad to have one too, when I’m not here, he forgets things...even as important as literally feeding himself. Too engrossed in his project, you know. Anyway, love you. Good night !”

“Good night, mom.”

And with a last smile, you go out and leave behind a son that has a LOT of things to think about.

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A few days later, it was Damian’s mandatory night off and he was going to bed early. Your orders. You convinced him, by promising to read him a bedtime story.

Many would think your son was too proud to even admit you still read him stories before bed, even as he was approaching the age of 12. But many would be wrong.

If there was something Damian wasn’t afraid of, it was to tell the world how much of a mamma’s boy he was. Nobody could blame him, he never really had a “real” mom. Not one like you, at least, who taught him with love and patience, and not hired assassins and blood.

“Ok Little Buddy, what will it be tonight ?”

"The story of how you became friend with Catwoman ?”

Your taken aback for a few seconds, you had totally forgotten about telling him about your “girls night out”. But then you smile, settle down next to him on his bed, and as he threw his heavy and comfortable quilt on both of you, you start your story.

The day she saved your life.

The first time you realized you and Selina could very well become friends one day, was that time she literally saved your life. Definitely a hint that she didn’t hate you, at least.

And you ? Sure, at first you were a little insecure because you knew she was Bruce’s ex and Selina was...Well she was a gorgeous woman, smart, witty, and very VERY hot.

But after seeing her a few times there and there, and seeing how she interacted with Bruce...you knew Selina Kyle was not the “home wrecker” time. That she would never try anything with him, as long as she knew you two were a thing.

Sure she was a thief, unscrupulously taking whatever she wanted from whomever she wanted...but “someone else’s man” was definitely where she drew a limit. She felt absolutely no pleasure being a mean spirited person.

And she saw how happy Bruce was with you...Which lead to that fateful night during which you two started to get closer.

Because sure, you fought off your insecurities about her being his ex, but you weren’t exactly friendly. You just...knew of each others.

The change happened not long after Bruce made it official with the media that he was no longer “Gotham’s most eligible bachelor”, and was in a serious relationship with you.

To your surprise, the people in the city took it really well. Bruce was a beloved figure, they were happy that after years of clearly love life instability, he found someone. Sure, a few women and men had their heart broken, their dreams shattered, and were totally jealous of you but...

Anyone seeing you with him just instantly knew you guys were the real deal. That it was true love, as cheesy as it sounded. It was just that obvious.

Maybe too obvious.

Clearly, soon, everyone in Gotham knew how much Bruce Wayne cared about his girlfriend. How he would do anything for her. And...Well.

This was Gotham. Do you get the picture ?

It was a time during which you hadn’t moved in with him just yet. You’d do that only a few months later, not long before you and Bruce would adopt Dick.

But for now, you still had your studio apartment in the heart of Gotham (refusing to take any handouts from Bruce, who could definitely get you a better place), and you were going back there after a few meeting with your publishers.

You were suppose to meet Bruce the next day, as tonight, he was working on some important “Batcases”. You didn’t mind too much. Sometimes, it was nice to be alone with yourself, gave you a moment of self-care and calm.

You loved Bruce of course, and loved being with him, but it was still nice to have some alone time nonetheless.

Anyway. You were walking back, feeling rather good about the bath bomb that was waiting for you back home (it was from your favorite artisanal shop, a gift from Bruce, who definitely had no qualms buying you hundreds of dollars worth of bath bombs haha...If he couldn’t help you get a better apartment, didn’t mean he wasn’t gonna spoil you otherwise).

That’s when it happened. You never even saw it coming. One second you were walking down the street, the next you had a damp towel around your mouth and nose, and everything went to black.

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You woke up in a warehouse. By the salty smell in the air though, you guessed you were somewhere on the docks. Which didn’t tell much, there was a lot of docks, in Gotham. Perks of living on a city with a seafront view ?

There was a group of men in a corner, playing cards. In front of you, a camera. You were gagged, your arms and legs were bound, and your head hurt like hell.

“Hey, she woke up.”

A shuffling to your side. The men playing cards were moving. They came to you, one turned the camera on. The other one put on some headphones and slowly directed a mic towards you, as the last man pulled on a ski mask and settled in front of the camera.

Nothing made sense to you. Until the man in front of the camera started to talk.

“Bruce Wayne. We have your girlfriend. If you don’t bring us-”

Oh. Oh. You were kidnapped. And those men wanted a ransom. An insane amount of money. That you knew Bruce had, but still. Ah.

You had to get out of here. You had to.

You looked around you, nothing. And there were the three men. Oh. Oh but the edges of your chair were sharp. And if you slowly made a back and forth movement with your wrists, you could see it slowly cutting the ropes. And so, you got to work.

Only...

“Believe me, we won’t hesitate to hurt her. Here, a proof of “good faith”.”

Huh ? OUTCH ! The man in front of the camera had just almost knocked you out with the force of his punch in your jaw. You were wondering if he hadn’t broken it. You couldn’t quite think anymore, and could feel the tears slowly falling on their own from your eyes...

Damn, it hurt. You didn’t see it coming either, too focused on slowly cutting the ropes while making sure they didn’t notice.

“Ok, I think that’s good. Whaddaya think, Rupert ?”

“We can do another take if you want, and then edit the punch in ? I’m not sure she can handle another hit like that, she looks pretty shaken up.”

“Ah well we-”

“Oooooh booyyys !”

Your ears were ringing, everything was blurry, and your head hurt so much. But you definitely recognized that voice.

“Catwoman, you’re early.”

Huh ? What was she doing here...

“Well, I thought I’d pop in a little earlier knowing you boys would be around. I’m sort of in a hurry. I accept cash of course, as usual. I think you’ll find the array of jewelries I brought today to be...What the hell are you doing ?”

“Mm ? Oh, her ? A little side operation. She’s Bruce Wayne’s sweetheart. Rumors has it he’d burn the world for her, we thought we’d take advantage of it and expend our business.”

“That’s quite a jump from fencing stolen jewelries, to kidnapping, isn’t it ?”

The man shrugged, and turned back to you.

“Well, you don’t achieve anything if you don’t start new ventures. And there’s big money to be made here. For sure. That idiot Wayne will pay up, there’s no doubt.”

You heard the click-clacks of heels, and a shadow came into your vision.

“What did you do to her, you animals ?”

“Just a punch. And maybe we weren’t too delicate with her when we moved her to our van, and then here. But it’s fine. Nothing too bad really.”

Slowly you were regaining your vision. And the pain was retrieving. You had never been punched before. You kinda hope it would never happen again...

The way those thugs were talking about the all thing was so casual, from them talking about how they’d edit the video destined to Bruce, to how they were just saying they were expanding their operation...For a little bit, you almost forgot you were from Gotham.

Gotham.

America’s capital of crime.

Where little thugs like those ones were plenty.

Men who thought they could “make it big”.

Gotham.

A place that bred someone like your Bruce, and his nightly activities...

Selina’s voice raised again, harsh and dry :

“I give you all the things I stole in the past month, in exchange of her.”

There’s a short silence, followed by a chuckle from one of the man, clearly the leader, who answers :

“Oh please. We ain’t stupid. We know her value. And we know someone like you, wouldn’t trade anything in for her if she wasn’t valuable. You’re not exactly known to be a nice woman.”

There’s a hint of anger crossing Selina’s face, and you immediately understand where it comes from. Sure. She was a thief. A criminal. And sometimes, she’d rough up some security guards, or some fellow criminals that think they could cross her.

But she was no brute.

She would never NEVER kidnap anyone, and especially not an innocent.

She protected children, and defenseless woman in her neighborhood, and whenever she could. She wasn’t exactly a hero, like Bruce; That’s for sure. But she wasn’t a bad person. No. She wasn’t.

And those guys words ? Just infuriated her.

“Mm. Too bad for you. Don’t go out and say I didn’t give you a chance. Really, too bad. I liked doing business with you.”

“What are you-”

In an instant, Selina sprout in action, and knocked the three men out before they could even realize. That was impressive. Even gagged, you could hear yourself utter a “wow” as she rushed back to you to untie you.

She smiled as she saw you made a good way through the ropes, and were most likely be able to get out of your bounds at some point. You were glad you didn’t though, because you weren’t quite sure what you were going to do once free ?

You fall forward on the floor and she catches you. Your head is still ringing, as you look at Selina.

There is genuine concern on her face.

How odd.

"Are you okay ?”

“Yes, I’m fine.”

“Good. Cause I refuse to be the one telling Bruce the person he loves the most in this world died. Again.”

“Yes. Thank you I-I...”

“Hey, are you okay ? (Y/N) ? (Y/N) ??”

You could hear Selina call to you, and it felt like her voice was slowly fading into the distance...The adrenaline gone, the stress of it all gone, you had simply passed out.

************

“Is she alright ?!”

Bruce arrived, bursting through a window, and ran to you. Your head was in Selina’s lap (she felt bad just leaving you laying down there on the hard concrete ground), and she was casually sitting, her back against a container.

She was surrounded by the knocked out bodies of your aggressors.

“Yes. Yes she’s just sleeping. She got roughed up a little bit, but I checked. Nothing too bad. It’ll leave a few bruises. Nothing time cannot heal.”

After saving you, totally by chance, Selina called Bruce on his red phone, so he would know it’s an emergency.

It didn’t even take him more than ten minutes to drop the case he was working on, cross town, and arrive.

He kneeled next to you, and checked every part of you to make sure Selina was right. But it did appear you were just asleep. The shock was too big, probably.

“How did you know she was here ?”

“I didn’t. It was all luck. Those men were some...um...Associates of mine.”

“You have associates that kidnap women ?”

There was anger in Bruce’s voice, but Selina knew better than to think it was aimed at her. No. It was anger he felt towards those men who hurt you, and towards himself, too, as he wasn’t there to take care of you.

“No. She’s their first.”

He looks at you, with a longing and love in his eyes that he never looked at Selina with. She recognizes it instantly. He’s more in love with you than he ever been with her. Was it even really love, between them, or a strong friendship ? Sometimes, the two were difficult to dissociate.

She stares at him, because it’s quite something, to see the Batman himself so desperately in love that he dropped everything he was doing to run to you, knowing that you were safe.

It’s quite something, to see the Batman himself ready to give it all up just for one person. Something he was never willing to do before. Never willing to do with Selina...

She stares at him, and smiles. An almost sad smile, because it hurts a bit, he never looked at her like that. But a smile nonetheless, because she knows now for sure, that he found his true love.

Nobody would peg Catwoman for a romantic, but oh, oh she was a hopeless sap. Especially when it touched her dear friends.

Bruce looks at her, and mistakes that look in her eyes for something that isn’t there. She can see it instantly. He thinks she’s sad, that she’s truly hurt he found someone else. That he moved on.

She’s not. But of course, he would think so.

“Selina I-”

“Don’t Bruce. It’s ok. You and I were never meant to be together, and we knew it. Doesn’t mean we can’t be friend. I actually think we work better, as friends, don’t you ? Take care of her. She’s definitely a keeper.”

You slowly shift in Bruce’s arms, and he takes a look at you. At your wounds. His heart tightens, and he holds you with more force.

“Thank you.”

He barely whispers it, but Selina hears him. She smiles at him, happy that her friend found happiness. True happiness.

All she ever wanted for Bruce, was for him to find a way to be happy. Clearly, she wasn’t that. But you...You definitely were.

“I don't know what I would’ve done if she...”

“Hey, hey come on Bat. Don’t think about this. She’s fine. Just tired from the shock. She’ll recover, she’s strong. And you’ll be here, right ?”

“...Yes.”

He didn’t sound too convince, and Selina could feel a big urge to slap him across the face. Because she knew what he was thinking. And he’d better not do it.

“Bruce if you-”

“Thank you, Selina. I’m going to take her home, now. She needs the rest. And-And I do too.”

And on that note, he exited the warehouse, holding you tight in his arms. And oh. Oh Selina hoped to everything she held sacred (and that wasn’t a lot of things) that he wouldn’t be a stupid idiot.

The day she saved his heart.

He couldn’t stop thinking of that time you got hurt. Because of him. Because he was Bruce Wayne...What if anyone got wind that he was Batman ?

It’d be even worst. If someone like the Joker, or Penguin ever knew who he really was (and that was definitely a possibility), being with you would sign your death.

He had to-

“Oh god Bruce you are SO cliche.”

He slightly jumped in the air as Selina casually sat down beside him, looking down to the dark streets below. There was a slight fog, and she couldn’t help but roll her eyes at how even the weather decided to join in ont he stereotype.

“Excuse me ?”

“You’re a living cliche. What, brooding all alone on a rooftop, on a full moon night, wondering if you should ruin your life or not, sacrifice your own happiness for dumb reasons.”

“What ?”

“What, breaking up with her to protect her ? Really ? Do you even know how dumb that sounds ?”

“I didn’t-”

“Your thoughts are plain to see. I know you, Bruce. And I noticed your face, ever since she got hurt. And what you’re thinking? Leaving her for her own safety ? D-U-M-B. So dumb.”

“Did you not pay attention to the close call she just had ?!”

“I was there to save her. And if I wasn’t, you would’ve barged in and save her. Or better yet, when I arrived, she had made her way half way through her bounds by slowly cutting it on the edge of her chair ! She might’ve escaped on her own !”

“Or gotten killed.”

“But she’s alive.”

“No thanks to me.”

“So what, you renounce happiness because maybe one day she’ll be in danger ? This is Gotham, Bruce. She is always in danger. And if you leave her alone, like I know you’re thinking about, she will definitely be an easy target. It’s not because you break up with her that people will stop thinking you care about her. In fact, after she got attacked like that, and it was made public, I bet the opposite will happen. Criminals in Gotham are a lot of things, but dumb is unfortunately not one of them. They WILL come after you if you leave her to fend for herself. If you break up.”

“You don’t know that.”

“I do know that. Come on Bruce. I was born here. You too. And her too. Hell, I saw her give a nasty right hook to more than one person, in the short time I’ve known her ! One of those being Mayor Hady himself, and that was BEFORE she started to date you, how fearless is she, huh ?”

“That’s the problem.”

“Her fearlessness ? Sounds to me like it to be taken advantage of. Train her. Teach her to fight, to defend herself. Give her the keys, to survive. Just like you gave yourself the keys to go on your “justice” mission.”

“I...I can’t.”

“Why ?”

“Because she...She shouldn’t live this kind of life.”

“A little late, no ? She knows who you really are already. And she stayed. Even then, shouldn’t this be her own choice ? Shouldn’t she decide on what she deserves ?”

“Selina-”

“Nu-hu. Don’t start with this. You tried to do the same with me, and I didn’t have the patience to stay. But I know she does. I know you can try to push her through the front door, she’ll climb through the window. She, unlike me or anyone else, will see right through your bullshit. Does, see right through your bullshit. And is willing to put up with it...You’ll never find someone else who does.”

“I know...”

“Then, what are you doing ?”

And with that, Selina rolled her eyes, grumbled something about him being a stubborn idiot, said : “think of her feelings for once, and not your own. Because you damn well know Bruce, that if you leave her, it will be out of selfishness, not because you think it’s truly the only way.”, and jumped from the building to the one next door, leaving Bruce with too many thoughts and dilemmas...

Even if in the end, the answer became obvious to him.

************

“As if I would ever let that happen anyway.”

“I’m sorry ?”

Years later, Bruce told you the story of how he almost broke up with you not long after you two moved in together, shortly before you adopted Dick.

“She was right you know ? I would’ve climbed through the window. See. If I knew for sure you were leaving me because you didn’t love me, then I would leave you alone of course. But I would’ve definitely called your bluff.”

“How can you be so sure ?”

He smiles fondly at you, bringing you into a warm embrace as you roll your eyes at him. Ah but of course, even him always knew you could see right through him, even when he tried to hide his emotions.

“Please, Bruce. You can’t fool me. You were never able to, and I don’t think you’ll ever learn to. Or I’ll just learn your new tricks, and crack you anyway. And believe me, if you had tried to leave me at that time...I wouldn’t’ve let that happen.”

He lays his forehead on yours, unable to say another word. Tonight, he was able to tell you this story that was now “silly”, but that almost tore his heart away from him.

Because if he had lose you to his own stupidness, he would’ve become just an empty shell. Back to those dark days of loneliness, and acting like a machine while his entire soul was hurting.

Sure. Now this story sounded silly. But oh, oh if he had gone through with it. If-

“I’ll have to thank Selina though. Because she avoided me going through the trouble of drilling into your thick skull that it’s ok to be happy. And be afraid for those you love. Especially in your situation...”

“I know.”

He holds you tighter. Just as every time he realizes how lucky he is to have another shot at this “family” thing. How lucky he is, that you’re here, with him.

And Selina was truly to thanks for that, in a way.

Because, you were almost sure you could’ve change his mind and not break up with you. But there was this slight possibility, this slight one you’d fail...

Maybe you would’n’t’ve been able to convince him to stay with you. Maybe. There was still a chance, right ? So you’re thankful. Your thankful for having such a good friend. For having Selina in your life.

You’re thankful that one day, a stupid mistake you made truly started this dear friendship.

The day she became a friend.

You had always been quite a “lone wolf” sort of person. So you didn’t have a lot of friends. Your childhood best friend, Alex, had moved across the country years ago. And making new friends as the wife of Bruce Wayne was hard.

This was a time BEFORE you met the others from the League. BEFORE any of them knew the Batman had a family.

Of course, before introducing you to them, he had to make sure things were safe. That they could be trusted (A/N : if you wanna see the day he does trust them, here’s the story I wrote about it haha : “You have kids ?? And…A WIFE ?”).

So, you didn’t have many friends. And sometimes...You wished you did.

Someone that wasn’t your Broosh. Or your kid. Or Alfred.

You told everything to Bruce, but sometimes...Well sometimes certain issues, you couldn’t talk to him about. Like for example the time he annoyed the hell out of you. Sure you’d tell it to his face, and you guys would fight, then work it out, and finally make up, and you didn’t want to bring back the issues you know ? You wouldn’t vent to him about him, eh ?

Bruce was definitely your best friend. But he was also the man you loved. And sometimes, it was nice to have an “outside” perspective.

Someone with whom you could gossip a little (although you did gossip plenty with your husband, when at charity balls and galas).

And then, slowly, you realized what you actually were feeling...

Selina.

You were missing her.

It had been a little while since the last time you saw her.

Ever since she saved your life, and knocked some sense in your Broosh, whenever you saw her, you’d have such a interesting and compelling conversations.

It was oh so pleasant, to gang up on Bruce and make fun of him. His pride was always hit, and he’d frown in such a delightful way.

At the same time, she knew him rather well, and you knew him rather well, and you three had a lot in common and it sometimes felt like you were a trio from a very cliched “chosen one” story.

Hermione, Ron, Harry.

Percy, Annabeth, Grover.

Any trio really. It even inspired some of your stories. Yet...Yet you wouldn’t call her quite a “friend”. Why that ?

You weren’t sure. It just was never made official, and in your anxiety riddled mind it meant that you weren’t friends, then.

Yet you missed her. And earlier in the day, you saw something that made you want to call her and talk to her about it !

Should you call her ? Send a text ? You had her number. She once wrote it on a napkin and slipped it in your pocket right in front of Bruce, just to mess with him. You kept it, and put it in your phone, not really knowing why.

Taking your phone, you started to draft a text (it had to be drafted before being send, it you were even going to send it...your anxiety made it so that even with texts, you had to make sure you didn’t sound stupid or such).

You didn’t really have any intention to send it. You were just toying with a few ideas when...

No. Oh no.

Oh fuck. No. No no no no no no.

Instead of hitting the “back” key to erase the text for good and move on from this weird move, you pressed “send”. Shit. Fuck. Motherfucker.

It was such a dumb text as well.

“Hey girlfriend, wanna hang out ?”

You were just trying out different ways of writing a text, and were entering “stupid silly mode”, which was the step right before you usually gave up and didn’t send something (you had MANY of those moments when starting to date Bruce...Moments during which you almost send some really sappy and silly texts, making the mistakes a few time to indeed press “send”...mortifying...why, why were you never learning from your mistakes ?!).

You were in your office, in the Wayne Inc building (you settled your writing office there, so it was more convenient to see your Bruce, but also to handle taking care of your son, Dick), downright panicking about this stupid text, when you heard a knock on your door.

How long had you been beating yourself down about this ? AN HOUR ?! Damn. Anxiety never let you keep track of time. You-

“Hey...girlfriend.”

Bollocks.

It was her. Selina. And you could hear her smug smile in her voice. You were facing your windows, not wanting to turn around, and it was getting a little awkward. Selina broke the silence :

“Listen, I thought you did want to hang out and was just making an inside joke by being overly girly, you know, imitating those models Bruce used to date ? But I realize maybe this was um, a mistake ?”

She sounds so unsure. You never heard her sound unsure before ! So you turn around, and here she is, a little shy.

Catwoman. A little shy ?

And all of a sudden, you realize she must’ve felt the same about you. Consider you a friend, but since you never talked about it never took it for granted, for something sure, settled in stone ?

And your text maybe confirmed you were, indeed, friends ?

And here it was.

From that day, and on.

The official beginning of your friendship.

Of course, you both saw the other as a friend since a while before, but it’s with this embarrassing text that it really changed everything.

Made it “official”.

Made it clear to the both of you.

It never occurred to you that Selina too, could sometimes have insecurities and be anxious. But that day, as she shyly responded to your call, hopeful it meant you were really friends...

Being her, it was also hard to make friend.

She had been friend with Bruce for a long time. The fact she was yours now too, filled her with joy. Because she really liked the both of you, in the most platonic way that ever existed.

Yes. Her and Bruce worked better as friends anyway.

Ah. But wasn’t this how the best friendship started ? With a push from fate, a little awkwardness, and a lot of laughter once the initial shock passed ?

Girls night out.

It happened a day during which you, Dinah and Lois were...not in a great mood.

Your husbands were aggravating, your children got into troubles and shenanigans, you had so much to do...it was a lot of stress, and it was all released at the same time.

You all left your house yelling that you “needed air”, and left behind rather stunned husbands and children. Ah but yes, everything wasn’t always perfect, even amongst loving families.

And your first reflex ? To call each others.

That’s it. That’s how girls night out started. The realization sometimes you needed to wind down with some friends. But quickly, you realized that the three of you talked mainly about your kids and husbands, and by extension, the “superhero work”. Which was fine, you needed to vent but...It wasn’t helping you relieve some tension.

And that’s when you got an idea.

Who better than Selina Kyle to make you NOT talk about your families ?

You joined in a bar every first Wednesday of the month, starting at happy hours for you, Dinah and Lois. Ranting about your families, and about annoying habits your husbands had etc etc...And then you were joined a bit later in the evening by Selina and Diana.

And that’s when the fun really began.

It became a ritual.

Girls night out (A/N : maybe I should write a story about that one day haha).

This was one such night, and you had let lose a little bit more than usual because...for the first night in nine months, you could drink a little bit of alcohol.

Alcohol had never been your thing, but a sweet cocktail there and there was nice. Now, while being pregnant with your youngest, Thomas, obviously you weren’t going to do that.

And you had missed a few “girls night out” because you were too damn pregnant.

But now, he was OUT, and you were TOO.

Well. Diana said something like that, as she kept giving you more and more cocktails.

Long story short, you were a little tipsy. And definitely not able to drive. And so here was your savior, Selina.

She didn’t really drink, knowing you would totally let loose. So she drove you home.

You were coming back a little later than usual, and you had forgotten to send a little text to Bruce to tell him so so he wouldn’t worry (Selina did it for you though, true friend had your back eh ? And she definitely didn’t want the Batman to come barge in on your girls night fun).

He opened the door as you walked up the stairs, saying bye to Selina. She had that smirk on her face, the one you knew she always had when about to tease your beloved husband. And as he slipped an arm around your waist, and turned to wave goodbye to her...She did just that :

“Careful Bat, I’m making good progress with her. If you’re not wary enough, I’ll steal her from you.”

On that note, Selina winks at the both of you, puts on her sunglasses (while it was night...Oh Selina), and drives away, smiling widely of that very Catwomanesque smug smile. Which makes you chuckle. She always made you laugh rather easily.

You turn to your bruce and...

Oh. That adorable “jealous frown” got you every time. Your smile shifts from amused to utterly affectionate, and you put your hands on his cheeks.

He was looking at Selina’s car fading into the distance, the arm he had around you tightening slightly (you were pretty sure he wasn’t even consciously doing it). Your hands on his cheeks didn’t seem to register in his mind.

So a further distraction was needed. You brush your lips against his cheek, as an attempt to drive his attention back to you and...it works.

You smile at him, and in your little hazy state you whisper in his ear :

“I love you, my Broosh.”

He can’t help but feel a surge of warm feelings towards you, and bring you in a tight hug. Partly because he can’t help it, partly because he’s trying to hide the slight blush growing on his face whenever you surprise him with “I love yous”, and that always made him snicker at him...Only you could fluster him so.

“I love you too.”

You tripped on air, as, once again, you were a little tipsy, and he catches you...Good, he needed an excuse to carry you bridal style anyway.

He always liked doing so, any excuse to have you near really. And as your face approach for a loving kiss you-

************

“Wait wait wait mooooom !! You don’t have to leave this gross part in !”

“What gross part ?”

“The sappy declaration of love, and the kiiiisses !!”

“Oh ? But don’t every story have to end with a kiss ? And a happy ever after ?”

“Nu-huh ! Also HEY ! None of your stories end like this, I know, I read them all !”

You chuckle slowly at your boy’s reaction, and kiss him on the forehead. Quite touched he read all your stories.

“Time for bed, little buddy.”

You say, slipping out of his quilt and tucking him in. You can see he pensively thinks about your little friendship story, and finally he says :

“I’ll try to be nicer to Miss Kyle. I never trusted her, because of her past with father. But maybe she deserves a chance ?”

“She does.”

“If you say so, then I believe it.”

It touches you, how much blind faith your son puts in you. You smile, giving him another kiss to his forehead, as he says :

“Thank you for telling me the story, mom. It was nice.”

Behind this “it was nice”, there isn’t just the story itself, but the knowledge that as you grow up...Your feelings change.

You change.

And you go through a lot of heartaches, before finally finding the right persons to surround yourself with.

Beyond the story itself, Damian related to how it took both you and Bruce a lot of trials and errors, before finding each others. How you loved before you met the other, but it never compared to how you love each others.

How you found good friends along the way, and how even when things sounded desperate and lonely...you made it through.

So he could certainly do so, too ? Even more so since now, he was a big brother.

Thomas was barely a few weeks old, but Damian had already taken his role very seriously. And you knew he was going to continue to grow, to love, to hurt too sometimes...and to evolve.

Just like you and Bruce did.

So. No. You didn’t hate Selina Kyle just because she and your husband used to be a thing. In fact...

In fact, Selina had become both of your best friend. Unfortunately for Bruce, she often took your side on everything, and LOVED to drive him crazy by openly flirting with you.

And she had been by your side through many good moments, and bad ones. The first to respond when your family needed it. The one you’d always be there for, and vice versa.

A best friend.

Quite an important find.

When you met Bruce, not only did you meet the love of your life, but also one of your best and most precious friend.

Conclusion : is it possible to be friend with your husband’s ex ? Absolutely.

Especially when that “ex” was someone as extraordinary as Selina Kyle, and when the love that linked you and your husband was so impossible to even graze.

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And yet another bonus story that I had no intention to write but suddenly felt the need to haha. Don’t worry, the rest of the stories I announced are still coming ;). I guess there’s nothing bad in having little bonus ones in between hehe. I hope you liked this, again it’s just a little drabble.

As usual comments and reblogs are always greatly appreciated and motivating <3.

PS : I wrote this, like all drabbles, in like thirty minutes. Didn’t re-read. Sorry for any typos. Don’t hesitate to point any huge ones to me, Ill change it x_x.

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Duchess Isley

Day Six of my milestone challenge: Historical AU

Pairing: Poison Ivy x Fem!Reader

Requested: No (REQUESTS ARE CLOSED)

Word Count: 1.3K

Warnings: Fluff

Description: You grow tired of city life and go to live with your longtime friend Pamela Isley.

A/N: Yeah I’ve been watching Bridgerton too much.

*GIF DOES NOT REFLECT READER

Carriages were slowly becoming a thing of the past and in their place were things called automobiles that did not need horses to pull them. The city was becoming increasingly noisy, you noted with a soft sigh. City life had never been quiet, but with the invention of the automobile it was increasingly less so. Also the smell that came from them made you wrinkle your nose.

You longed for country life and when an old friend sent word that she wished for you to visit her at her country estate you couldn’t resist the urge to go. You packed straight away and caught the first train to her estate.

Pamela Lillian Isley was one of your oldest friends. Her husband had passed earlier this year, but it had never really been a love match. Her mother had wanted her to have a title and that she did. She was now a Duchess and had more money than she knew what to do with. Her home was grand and when you arrived it was also filled with plants of various species and types. Some you knew right away and others she had to tell you.

“These,” she gestured to the unknown pink flower that you had been eyeing, “are orchids.” You touched the delicate petals before she motioned for you to follow her. “I had a greenhouse built for myself earlier this year after my husband died. It’s been occupying most of my time.”

She opened the doors and you felt as though you had stepped into another world. Plants hung from the ceiling and line rows of tables that Pamela had set up. She walked you through the process of taking care of them and you promised to help her as you spent your days together.

Life with Pamela was wonderful. The days you spent were filled with laughter and happiness that you had not felt for so long. When the season came in where young ladies would be securing marriages the two of you made the trip into the city to be there for the parties.

Selina Kyle leaned into her step-son, Damian Wayne, and said, “That is Duchess Pamela Isley and her friend Lady Y/N Y/L/N. Duchess Isley lost her husband earlier this year and Lady Y/L/N has been living with her.”

Damian eyed the two of you shrewdly and said, “They seem to be close.”

Selina fanned herself and smiled, “They make a fine pair that’s for sure. Poor Pamela must be so lonely after her husband’s passing it is good to see her smiling again.”

On the other side of the room you and Pamela were giggling with one another as she told you yet another story about one of the nobles. You weren’t up on all the gossip of the town, but Pamela seemed to know everything.

“Duke Wayne has adopted yet another son, his name is Timothy Drake, his parents were killed recently,” Pamela told you as your eyes had landed on the Wayne family. Duke Bruce Wayne had been the most eligible bachelors when he came of age to marry. You remembered the fuss that the girls had made over him. He had married Lady Talia al Ghul, but she had been killed several years prior. After her passing he had stayed away from society raising his sons. His son Dick Grayson had come of age two years prior and married a Lady Koriand'r. She was from a foreign country and Lord Grayson had left a trail of broken hearts in his wake. Then there was Lord Jason Todd, who still hadn’t chosen a wife, but there were rumors surrounding him that he had declared he would never marry.

Lord Damian Wayne had just come out to society and was currently on the market for a wife. Women with their mothers or chaperones were flocking to him, but he seemed less than enthused by this. You leaned in close to Pamela, “It seems Lord Wayne wants to leave the party as soon as possible.”

“Shall we save the future Duke from this torture?” Pamela asked, a sparkle in her eyes.

“We shall,” you said.

The two of you made your way over and Bruce smiled when he saw Pamela, “Ah Duchess Isley, Lady Y/L/N, what brings you over to us this evening?”

“We were hoping Lord Wayne,” she gestured to Damian, “would show us around your lovely gardens.”

Duke Wayne looked at his son, “Would you mind showing these ladies our gardens?”

“Of course not, Father,” Damian said as he offered both of you his arms. “We shall be back soon.” He led you outside into the crisp evening air, “I cannot thank you two ladies enough. I didn’t think I would ever escape the endless parade of women.”

You patted his arm, “It will only get worse from here, Lord Wayne.”

“Please call me, Damian. There is no need for formalities out here,” he said. He was right there was no one around to care if they were being proper with the formalities.

He led you around the gardens pointing out flowers that he preferred and giving histories on how they came to be in the gardens before leading you back inside and returning to his father’s side. It wasn’t long after that that you and Pamela headed for her home in the city. The two of you prepared for bed and curled up beside one another. You just looked at her for a moment, taking in the details of her from her gorgeous red hair, to her green eyes. “Remember the days when this was us?” You asked her softly, thinking back over the events of the evening. “The parties, the dresses, everyone vying for that perfect match?”

She hummed and smiled at you, “They seem like a lifetime ago if I’m being honest. I will never forget how nervous I was.”

You giggled, “You handled it better than I did.”

You and Pamela had clung to one another in those days fearing one misstep in society would have you cast out and shunned by the people you had known for your entire life. She had found her match, but you had decided to withdraw from the season, from society. You wanted love and not just an advantageous match.

Pamela took your hand, “I think you did a marvelous job and I am jealous of you, you know.”

You looked at her in confusion, “What ever do you mean?”

She bit her lip, “I grew to care for my husband, but at the time I only did it because it was what was expected of me. You decided not to follow the norms of society and lived your life your way. I always admired that and wished I had had the courage to do the same.”

You held her in your arms, “I couldn’t marry someone I did not love. I would rather be seen as a spinster than be trapped to someone whom I did not care for.”

Pamela nodded her mind beginning to grow fuzzy as sleep slowly crept upon her. She yawned and snuggled closer, the two of you embracing the entire evening. Pamela was the only person you would ever love, and she knew that you were the only one she could ever love as well. The two of you spent the remainder of your days together, living out the rest of your lives in happiness. Watching the next generation try to find their way in the world as the two had done.

The world around you changed, but Pamela was always a constant in your life. The two of you taking a page from Lord Wayne’s book and taking in children that had lost their families and watched them grow and mature before your eyes.

And that is how you spent the rest of your days together. And once you were both gone the people that your lives had touched started an orphanage in your honors to continue the work that you and Pamela had started.

#Pamela Isley x Reader #Pamela Isley x Fem!Reader #Pamela Isley x Reader fluff #Poison Ivy x Reader #Poison Ivy x Fem!Reader #Poison Ivy x Reader fluff #Pamela Isley #Pamela Isley fanfic #Pamela Isley fanfiction #Pamela Isley fluff #Poison Ivy #Poison Ivy fanfic #Poison Ivy fanfiction #Poison Ivy fluff

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bigfan-fanfic · 4 years

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In the Blood (BatCat Kid! Reader)

Requested by @thealtoduck for “Could you please do a headcanon for son of Selina Kyle and Bruce Wayne x Batfam?”

You’re between Tim and Damian’s age. Bruce was already Batman when he and Selina got together.

At first, he didn’t know about you, only that Selina began staying out of trouble for a suspiciously long time.

As for Selina, she decided to keep you, and struggled with the decision she had before her. Let Bruce know, or don’t?

Eventually, she decided on a compromise. After a few days in the hospital, she came to Wayne Manor.

And then left. Without you.

Occasionally you would see her over the years, but she tended to stay away from Wayne Manor.

Selina doesn’t commit crimes as often, and when she does, she’s mostly untraceable. This is because she doesn’t want to put you through the situation of your mother being arrested by your father. Bruce plays into this, not going after her.

She occasionally shows up for holidays.

However, over time, she becomes more present in your life. This is due to Dick encouraging her to be more available to you.

She shows up for holidays and birthdays, and makes sure you know you can always contact her if you need anything.

she jokes that she’ll even steal you some good stuff if you want.

Jason has no idea until she visits, and even then he finds it hard to believe

he teases Bruce endlessly about doing the do with the Cat.

Tim thinks it’s really weird because he had a bit of a crush on Selina.

but he thinks that you’re okay, despite being the son of (what he calls) “two emotionally stunted furries.”

Damian, of course, starts comparing your mothers.

Although you always win the moral victory with the “at least my mother’s never killed anyone” card.

#male reader #batkid reader #batfamily x male reader #batman headcanons #dc headcanons #headcanons

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thepurplebutterflythings · 4 years

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Kitty Cat & Tweety Bird (Part 16) - Jason Todd

Gif: Dxnninja on Tenor

Word Count: 2.1K

Paring: Jason Todd (Titans) x (f)Reader

Summary: Jason and Y/N spend some quality time together while Dick third wheels. Y/N meets the board of Wayne Enterprises.

Warnings: N/A

A/N: This is a little series I am doing about Jason Todd in Titans. I don’t know Comic!Jason very well so I’m taking all of this from the show, and at the moment he hasn’t been in very often, so please forgive any mischaracterisations.

Tagging: @bella-0104-123 @ninergirl1d @httpfandxms @rosybrock @attackonnat @reclusive-chicken-nugget @demoiselle-en-detresse00 @young-psychos @thesleepykaijuu @thescottpack @nightlygiggles @rougestorms @sinon36 @acvrosstheuniverse @friedchickening @chillybabe

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There was zero chance for Jason and Y/N to sneak away as they jumped over the roof tops of Gotham with Dick overseeing them. He loitered behind them the entire time, watching them with an eagle eye, never giving them a chance to escape and enjoy themselves.

‘We can’t get five minutes to ourselves,’ Y/N sighed as her and Jason dawdled over the rooftops, Dick lingering behind them just enough so they could talk privately but close enough that they couldn’t ditch him.

‘Yeah, sorry about him,’ Jason smiled sympathetically to Y/N, his mask covering his cheekbones but highlighting his eyes. ‘If I knew he was so close then I would’ve been quieter.’

‘Not your fault,’ Y/N assured Jason, ‘as he said – he’s technically my brother now. Aren’t big brothers supposed to be, like, giant pains in the ass?’

‘You’d prefer a little brother?’ Jason chuckled. ‘Aren’t they like… little demons or something?’

‘I don’t know – I’ve been an only child all my life now I’ve got a new dad and a brother along with that,’ Y/N shrugged as she waited for Jason to climb over a roof that she had already conquered, ‘it’s a totally new life. I’ve got to adjust to it all, I guess.’ Y/N smiled tightly as Jason landed on his feet next to her. ‘It’s been months though, since I learned who my dad was, and since I met Dick, I thought I’d be used to this by now.’

‘Come on,’ Jason said, ‘you can’t really expect to just walk into a new life and not be affected by the change, Kitty Cat. You’re only human.’

‘But I’m more than ‘only human’, aren’t I?’ Y/N groaned and leaned her head against the bricks, ‘I’m Batman’s daughter, I’m Catwoman’s daughter. I was raised by Poison Ivy and Harley Quinn. For fuck sake, I pet-sit Hyenas on my Saturday nights.’

‘That doesn’t mean you’re unshakable,’ Jason said, placing his hands on her waist and resting his forehead against hers. ‘You have every right to feel overwhelmed and not know how to adjust or know what to do – everyone feels like that, regardless of background, of who they are. It’s human.’

‘I know,’ Y/N nodded and spoke quietly, ‘but I’ve never felt this overwhelmed by life before. Becoming Lynx was easy, coming to terms with Mum being a criminal was easy, knowing who Auntie Ivy and Auntie Harley were was easy, fighting the Joker was easy – this is so unknown to me.’

‘Well,’ Jason kissed the end of her nose gently, ‘I’ll help you through it. I’ll hold your hand the whole time.’

‘Hey, you love birds alright?’ Dick asked appearing behind them.

‘Yeah, yeah,’ Y/N nodded, ‘just talking, appreciating the distance from the paps.’

‘Yeah, they’re a pain,’ Dick smiled awkwardly, ‘after I moved out of the manor, they left me alone, but before that, they were utter hell!’

‘So, in your professional opinion,’ Jason began, ‘when will they leave us all alone?’

‘Honestly?’ Dick frowned, ‘not till they get what they want.’

‘And what do they want?’ Jason asked.

‘They want me, don’t they?’ Y/N mumbled, ‘to know me?’

‘Pretty much,’ Dick nodded, ‘they’re vultures, and they’ll keep circling. If they don’t get the information through us, as a family, they’ll get it somewhere else, a less legit source, and then that’s the public’s opinion of you.’

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For the first time since her formal announcement to the public, Y/N Kyle-Wayne was back inside the building of Wayne Enterprises, not as an intern, nor as Bruce Wayne’s assistant or Jason Todd’s girlfriend, but as the future CEO of the company. To say it was overwhelming was an understatement. Shaking from head to toe, Y/N gulped as she was led by Bruce towards the board room, filled with board members who were eager to tear her apart and prove she had no right to the Wayne Fortune or Business. Stopping in the middle of the hallway, Y/N pressed her hands against the wall to brace herself. Bruce and Dick stopped and watched before Bruce approached his daughter.

‘You alright?’ Bruce asked softly as he rubbed her back.

‘Nervous,’ she confessed.

‘We don’t have to do this today,’ Bruce said in a comforting voice, ‘we can call the whole thing off.’

‘No, no,’ Y/N shook her head, standing up straight, ‘let’s do it. Rip the bandage off.’

‘We’ll be right there with you,’ Dick assured his sister.

‘I know,’ Y/N nodded, giving a hesitant smile before the trio continued towards the board room.

‘Ready?’ Bruce asked, placing his hand on the handle.

‘Let’s go,’ Y/N said as Bruce opened the door. The three walked into the boardroom. A long wooden table took up most of the space with elegant office chairs blocking any and all free space. Every single one of those chairs were filled with members of the board of Wayne Enterprises. All were old, miserable men who stared Y/N down the moment she walked in. Seeing the large, ceiling to floor windows that overlooked the Gotham skyline, Y/N felt at ease, sighing in relief before meeting the shark eyes of the board members.

‘Mr Wayne,’ one of the men said standing up, ‘Mr Grayson.’

Y/N noticed how he didn’t acknowledge her, but rather her father and Dick, and looking at the other two, they noticed it as well. Dick coughed and folded his arms.

‘What? My sister isn’t good enough to be greeted like a human being?’ Dick spoke up.

‘No, no,’ Y/N turned to Dick, ‘I’m sure the man had a perfectly good reason for being unbearably rude to the future CEO of Wayne Enterprises, right, sir?’

The old man merely quirked his lip and met the gaze of the young Wayne, almost amused.

‘Well, young lady, you must understand how your position in the Wayne Line is obviously up for debate, and anyway, you are far too young and… delicate to take the position of CEO. CEO’s need to be strong and respectable.’

‘Dude,’ Dick chuckled, ‘she served my ass to me the first time we met – she’s stronger and more respectable than all of you lot put together.’’

‘He’s saying I can’t run a company because I’m female,’ Y/N said, ‘right? Along with questioning whether I am a Wayne.’

‘Well, what name did you go by for most of your life? It was that Street Rat Girl Mr Wayne fawned over in childhood, correct? Kyle?’

‘Selina is her mother, yes,’ Bruce said, ‘and her father is indeed I. You can see the DNA test results that we have. Obviously, I was prepared for those who would doubt the truth that was right in front of you. Can’t you see the Wayne in her?’

‘Mr Wayne, you surely cannot expect this… girl to lead the company after you leave.’

‘I can and I will.’

‘And I have a name,’ Y/N snapped, ‘if any of my future employees would care to know.’

‘My son would make a far superior CEO than this girl.’

‘Again, I’ve got a name.’

‘Just meet with him.

‘Oh, I’ve met your son, O’Connor,’ Bruce scoffed, ‘the one doing lines of cocaine in the bathroom at the Gala, yes? Utterly unfit and, currently, being arrested by GCPD for possession and use of drugs.’

Y/N placed a firm hand on O’Connor’s upper arm.

‘O’Connor – is it?’

‘Greggory O’Connor,’ the man said.

‘Well, Greg, mind if I call you Greg?’ Y/N said, not giving him a chance to answer before carrying on, ‘why don’t you take a seat and listen for a change rather than shove your nose where it doesn’t belong, especially when you’re as misogynistic as you have been towards me, who is, I will remind you yet again, is your future boss. And you still haven’t asked me my name.’

‘What is your name, Miss Wayne?’ Another man spoke up as Greggory sat back down. This man looked kinder, warmer with a greying beard and wire glasses.

‘It’s Y/N,’ she said directly to the man, ‘and you are?’

‘Lucius Fox,’ he smiled at Y/N, ‘I see the Wayne in you. Stoic – just like your grandfather, but a warmth that is undeniably Martha, especially in those eyes.’

‘Thank you, Mr Fox,’ Y/N nodded towards the man as she took her spot at the front of the room, ready to address the members.

‘I have no doubt that when you lead the company, you shall do it with the strength and values that all previous Waynes’ have had.’

‘I like him’ Y/N said, turning to her father, ‘don’t fire him,’ she joked, causing a few little laughs in the room. ‘Now, I’m certain that if you asked all of us in this room at this point last year where we’d all end up, none of us would’ve said here, in this moment. Especially I of all people. Yes, as Mr O’Connor and my father said, my mother is Selina Kyle, who did grow up on the streets, but she has worked hard to provide me with a stable and good life. I do want to be CEO of Wayne Enterprises. I believe that we, as an international enterprise and a Gotham based one as well, need to show that, when we work together, Gotham can be more than criminals that run the city, we need to show that, when the people stand up against the evil and wrongs in the world, we can make a difference. A lot of people in Gotham are pushed aside, never heard, and those people are the ones who suffer the consequences of us and our ignorance. My mother was one of those people, and she was lucky and was able to claw her way out, though it wasn’t without hardships. But we need to make sure that none have to the pain and trials and tribulations that my mother went through, and that starts with us.’ Y/N paused, ‘As some have made themselves abundantly clear, you are not happy with me eventually becoming CEO of Wayne Enterprises, although I don’t want to be cruel here but I will state the truth I don’t know how many of you will be with us when what time comes, sorry if that comes to a shock to any of you but death is inevitable. I do hope that the ones of you who are happy with me will be able to work alongside me in using Wayne Enterprises power and influence to better Gotham City, and hopefully other places in the world. Those who aren’t fond of me and perhaps are secretly plotting against me, no offence if you don’t like me and aren’t plotting against but this is Gotham – we’ve been trained to expect the worse – I hope that you take this moment to do one of two things, one, you look at yourself and your world view and question why you are so threatened by me becoming the CEO, and hopefully we can see eye-to-eye and work well together. I don’t want any arguments to breakout amongst us all, we’re supposed to be colleagues, teammates, brothers-in-arms even against the war in Gotham. If you still cannot, or will not, work with me and see eye-to-eye, are still threatened by me, a young woman who will work hard to achieve her aims in life and will not be threatened, blackmailed or bullied by those weak willed and weak minded fools, I hope you take that as your queue to end your time here at Wayne Enterprises. I do look forward to working with you, and I hope we can do it like a family, for that is what everyone in Gotham is, family. No one else knows what it is like to live in Gotham, for it is a complex and unusual upbringing to have, and that is our strength as a city, no matter where we are from in Gotham, rich or poor, young or old, we all grew up the same, with that fear of the criminals and what they would do. Some of us were lucky enough to do it in a penthouse, others in crappy apartments, and others on the streets, but at our core, we’re all the same. We are Gotham. Let’s change it for the better.’ She finished and stepped back, slowly but surely members of the board began to clap for Y/N, all except O’Connor who stood up and met the trio’s gaze.

‘My letter of resignation will be on the desk by the end of the day, Mr Wayne.’

‘Very well.’

The man walked out the room while the others all came towards Y/N and welcomed her kindly. Lucius Fox patted her on the back and spoke gently, seeing her concern over O’Connor.

‘Don’t worry about Greg,’ Lucius assured her, ‘he’s no threat, all bark and no bite. He’ll just make a comment to the press and fade away. You think Wayne Enterprises is the first place he’s quit from?’

‘Thank you, Mr Fox.’

‘Call me Lucius, please, as you said, we’re family.’

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andieperrie18 · 4 years

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Egoistic: Bruce Wayne x Reader

I am in love with MAMAMOO and I like how this song inspired by this. I am just a random writer writing random content depending on what inspires me or what comes to my mind but I do hope to some of you who would read this one-shot would like this. So I have no particular bias in mamamoo but I just thought moonbyul would be perfect as Reader-chan. now Enjoy!!

part II

Egoistic: Bruce Wayne x Reader

I foolishly adjusted to you and it’s torturing me

Making me lonely till the end

- Egoistic: Mamamoo

Bruce Wayne, the notorious philanthropist, and playboy in the city of Gotham. The man that captured hearts of many and had bedded some of a few. A man of power and looks as he is not only a wise man but a total lady killer as well.

Then came he alters ego, none other than the Dark Knight himself, Batman. A hero he calls himself yet he does the most despicable things to every villain he encounters. He embosses cruelty and violence that he knows that will strike fear to every dirt lingering in his city.

Only a few people know that these only masked. Specifically two people. Alfred Pennyworth: The Wayne Family Butler and Y/n L/n: The Childhood Best friend.

There was also Selina Kyle, but she cannot really penetrate his wall. Yet.

What she and Bruce had been considerably more than just a fling. They had their nights together as they let themselves lost in their desires. And the man seems to not mind at all as he is starting to consider the woman as the only person who understands him. The man was truly and Egoist.

Too encased with the idea that he was a man who lost everything. A man who wants to rid the society of its parasites and pest. A hero equipped with the most convenient ways to help people of Gotham. And he had a perfect companion in his goals, Cat woman. Although a criminal but Selina did things for the good, well most of the time.

Y/n was nothing compared to Selina. The moment the woman entered her best friend’s life, it was she never existed in Bruce’s life. The way she would break with every conversation they would have about the said vixen vigilante made her blood boil and heartbreak all the time. But what can she do?

“What can I do?” Y/n mumbled to herself as she stood before Wayne mansion.

The skies thundered, heavy droplets of rain drizzled endlessly that night. Flashes of lightning gave glimpses of her peripherals from the metal fences, the shrubbery. She cast her eyes upward and from her spot, she had a perfect view of his bedroom window. The light was on in his room. She saw a silhouette of two figures inside before the light disappeared and so did the breath from her lips.

It was one of those nights where Selina would come home with Bruce from his patrol. Another night of sheer bliss from both of them. And another night of torment for Y/n.

Eyes never leaving the same window, Y/n remained in her spot as the rain continue to drench her from head to toe. Droplets of water missing with the salty ones that slid along her cheeks from her glassy eyes. The pattering of rain was being accompanied by small sounds of light sobs.

And from that night, she vowed. That this will be the last time Bruce Wayne will make her cry.

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It’s been a couple of years now. Bruce has seen his best friend who left him with nothing but a letter of confession. At first, he was oblivious of his best friend’s disappearance until one day he asked his trusty butler to why the sudden absence of woman. Alfred replied with silence before handing his master an envelope.

There is a saying where in order for someone to realize their feelings for that person is for them to lose that said person. And that he just did.

The closest person he considers as a family had gone off somewhere after verbatim-ly confessing in a letter that she can no longer resist that pain she has to feels upon seeing him in bed with another. And it was made more difficult years later when he realizes that there were still differences between him and Selina. She can handle publicity, unlike Y/n who handles everything for Bruce.

It was hard to function for him for a while before he met Dick.

Bruce is now as at a party, Mayor Garcia had somewhat called up all people from around to for the ball. Of course him being a big shot, it would almost seem impossible for him to not be invited. With that opportunity, he brought his son’s along with him yet they all went to separate directions later after a few minutes of entering the venue.

The party had an unknown purpose as the said leader of the city stated that it was just another celebration.

Damian Wayne was keeping himself occupied by marveling all the pieces that seem to be sponsored at the party.

“An Obra Maestra in my opinion. Maybe I should get one for my room or maybe two?” the young Wayne boy stared at work with utmost admiration and respect. He was entranced by each stroke on every canvass, hook, line, and sinker. The colors working along with the movements and directions. There was something aggressive with each one that Damian cannot explain.

Soon he came through an empty hall, littered with more canvasses. Each art contained different messages now but he could tell the artist was still the same person.

Although he was rather drowned out with admiring one particular piece where it was a portrait of a Sabertooth sitting in a calm meadow with a Robin fluttered upon its snout. Both animals didn’t show any discomfort but rather a pinch of sparks fly. “You like art?”

Damian didn’t turn as he was still engrossed with the painting mumbled small ‘Yeah’.

Y/n smiled, her eyes from the boy turned to the painting hung on the wall. “What do you think this piece talks about?” The boy still didn’t turn his gaze away from the painting but manage to muster a reply.

“It tells about a Robin that had fallen with a Predator.” Y/n hummed, “How do you know it’s a love story kid?” Damian’s green eyes sparkled with curiosity as he analyzed the said piece. “I don’t but I like to think that the Robin had fallen for the predator due to admiration on how well she hunts her prey.” Y/n’s head flicked to the left, lips curling to a smile.

“A debatable answer.” She chuckled.

“I’ll take this one to my room. Do you know anyone here I could talk to about buying this piece? I am somewhat very fond of it.” Damian spun her head to the direction of his company. Y/n only smiled at him.

“I guess I do.”

“Good, will you take me to him?”

“SHE is right in front of you darling.”

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“Fancy seeing you here Clark?”

The disguised man of steel took Bruce’s extended hand. “Well, it’s just that my agency heard of a big occasion here and nothing really special but they still sent me anyway just in case.” Bruce eyed the small notepad and pen on his one hand. “Still working on a weekend?”

Clark on raised his shoulder to a shrug before a short pause.

“You alone?” The blue-eyed man shook his head. “I’m with the boys, they’re out there somewhere. Maybe drinking their asses out or something.” Clark nodded in reply.

“Hello, Good Evening everyone.”

Clark and Bruce turns to the podium where the leader of Gotham city now stood.

“I know some of you are still questioning why I invited you all here. In a very normal party. I think many of you notice the setting.”

“Bruce.”

The said the male’s attention was taken by his eldest who was accompanied by his other two siblings. “Dick, Tim, Jason. I’m surprised you’ve found me. Where’s Damian?” the three looked at each other, brows furrowed.

“The Painting exhibited on the walls are sponsored by a surprise guess tonight. I know some of you have been eyeing some pieces of our liking but sadly they are not yet for release.”

“We thought he was with you.” A surge of worry climbed through Bruce’s bile a bit.

“Don’t worry too much, Bruce. I’m sure he’s just around here somewhere.”

“Now I would like to present to all of you the mind of all the masterpieces spread across all of you. I must say I was rather excited when she had finally accepted our invitation. And our guest was generous enough to have all her works be the highlight of this event since we’ve been aiming to have an Artistic type of setting.”

All attention finally was to the speaker on the front Bruce and his sons were still quite occupied to where the youngest was. “Clark would you mind keeping an eye out to where my son is.” Of course, the man agreed.

Still occupied, Bruce kept turning his head every five minutes in hopes of spotting the jaded eyed boy.

“Ladies and Gentlemen, I present to you. The Artiste Visionnaire of France. The Famous 21st Century Art Critique Maîtresse. Painter and Ex-Marine Sergeant;

Madamoiselle Y/n M/n L/n.”

At the moment, everything had stopped for Bruce. The familiarity of the name that should have been long forgotten in the back of his mind rang like he had heard the name like yesterday.

“Wow, who would’ve thought that I could hit a jackpot tonight? Y/n is a big name in the industry. Have you ever seen such and influencing woman- Bruce?” With air caught in-between spaces of his throat, he can’t form any type of reply.

His eyes watched from the edge of the stage, a good ten feet from the podium where the Mayor stood. He awaited the familiar petite frame of a woman that he remembers that likes to dress into big skirts and conservative tops. The same woman that he had come to realize to be his only one.

And with no denial, a woman did emerge from the side. But not in the said attire he had thought as he almost didn’t recognize that it was a woman. The person emerges wearing a very prestigious and recent collection Dolce and Gabbana. It was a suit, the type where big businessmen would wear. It was tailored from a very expensive satin called satin-jacquard. The satin suit glowed in its canary yellow hue that lights from every chandelier allowed it glimmer a lot more. Like the person walking in them was wearing gold. And along the satin suit was loitering designs of floral in dominating shades of reds and greens.

“Y/n…” It was her.

Yet he felt different from her. Like he was somewhat culture shocked. The woman who never failed to show femininity to the crowd is now walking before him in the most expensive suit somewhat only she could pull off. Eyes held no type of emotion but stoniness.

Bruce watch each of her strides towards the podium. Poise. Just poise.

He described that moment as if she was the most feminine of the feminine yet masculine of the most masculine.

As she arrived by the podium, facing the seemingly endless crowd of elites. He didn’t miss the moment her eyes found his.

#bruce wayne #bruce wayne x you #bruce wayne x reader #batman x reader #the dark knight #superman #clark kent #son of batman #Damian Robin damianwaynexreader damianwaynexoc wayne batman batboys #bat #batman

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thealtoduck · 9 months

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I Want It, I Got It

Batfamily x BatCat!Bro!Reader

Warnings: BatCat!Bro being a problem child…

BatCat!Bro Masterlist

Summary: Batfam is realising a bunch of their stuff are missing and then remember the son of one of the worlds greatest theives lives with them…

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”Has anyone seen my headphones” Jason asked as he came down to the living room, looking around for them. The others hadn’t seen them and helped Jason look, a while later you came downstairs seeing the others searching for something.

”What’s up?” you asked casually.

”We’re looking for-…… Y/n are those my headphones around your neck?” Jason asked in silent anger. ”Maybe” you answered innocently. Dick then glanced over at you and exclaimed ”Hey! That’s my hoodie!”. Tim then noted ”And those are my shoes!”.

”Y/n, have you been stealing their stuff?” Cassandra asked. ”Uhmmm…” you started and then turned around and sprinted away. ”Get him!” Jason yelled and him and the others started chasing you.

They did catch you eventually but you put up a good fight. It took 3 people to carry you down to the couch for an interregation. They put you down on it and surrounded you. ”Wanna explain why you’ve been taking our stuff?” Tim asked.

”Because i wanted it….” you answered as if it was obvious. Dick then questioned ”Really? Didn’t anybody ever teach you that stealing is wrong”. They all then noted your blank facial expression making everybody immediately realise the answer, with Jason stating ”Oh my god, no one ever taught him that stealing was wrong”.

”Oh yeah, right, son of Gotham’s biggest klepto” Tim stated. ”Y/n, what did your mom teach you about stealing?” Dick asked softly. ”Don’t be a pussy, just take it” Y/n quoted making the others look at each other and Dick then instructed ”Okay, so forget what your mom taught you and start by telling us what more you’ve taken”.

”It’d be easier to just show you my stash” you said standing up. ”You’ve got a stash?” Tim questioned as you lead them through the manor. You took them to your room and opened your closet revealing a pile of your siblings stuff.

”How come Alfred hasn’t noticed this while cleaning?” Cassandra asked. ”He knows, but he says having a hobby is good” you answered casually. ”Y/n, you don’t have to steal our stuff you can just ask us when you want to borrow it whenever you want” Dick explained with a smile.

”Okay” you said understandingly and then pointed at the pile asking ”In that case, can i borrow all of this for the rest of my life?”. Your older siblings looked at each other with a puzzled expression. ”Goddamnit Dick, now he has us cornered” Jason said frustrated.

Bonus:

”So, how come you didn’t take anything from Damian” Cassandra asked curiously.

”Come on, steal from Damian?… I don’t want to get murdered” you explained.

#batfamily x male reader #batfam x male reader #dc x male reader #dc comics x male reader #batfam x male!reader #x male reader #male reader #x male!reader #batboys x male reader #batcatbro reader #batcatbro male reader #selina kyle x son reader #selina kyle x son!reader #bruce wayne x son reader #bruce wayne x son!reader #dick grayson x brother!reader #jason todd x brother reader #tim drake x brother!reader #cassandra cain x brother!reader

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thegoddamnfangirl · 5 years

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Do Cats Eat Bats? Do Bats Eat Cats?

Pairings: Batfam x Batsis!Reader

Requested by anon: Could you do one with the reader getting to know her father (Batman) and her brothers while her mother (catwoman) is in jail?

this request is so soft

It had been a while.

Bruce’s heart raced as he tracked Selina down to her location in an apartment building.

She hadn’t been in Gotham for so long-

Five years, to be exact.

It needled at him, that she was stealing. That she waltzed into Gotham and simply took the Jade Cat from it’s exhibit, and Batman was so struck with her appearance, after all this time, that he let her get away with it.

Almost.

Selina was going to jail.

His mind flashed back to the last time he had seen her, the last time-

She was pulling her jacket back on, slightly panting. The cowl had never felt heavier on his face, he wanted to pull it off but he couldn’t, he couldn’t give in to what he wanted, not anymore. He just had, and it was causing this little moment of weakness.

Selina Kyle had mysteriously left the city, soon after, and nothing Bruce Wayne nor Batman could do, would find her.

He swung into the balcony of her apartment, landing softly. Finding his way inside, he hid in the shadows, waiting for her to come in. She invariably would.

A cat mrrowed and brushed against his legs. He knelt to pet in slightly, noticing several others asleep in places around the room. Her bedroom.

The door opened. A woman’s shadow cut into the narrow strip of light allowed in from the hallway. She didn’t switch on the lights; stepping into the darkness of the room, she said, in a soft voice-

“Batman.”

“Catwoman,” he said, moving forward.

“Good to see you still cut an impressive figure,” she purred, coming closer. He didn’t move- her hands came to rest on his chest, and she tilted her face towards him.

“I’d like to keep that Jade Cat, you know,” she whispered. “For old times’ sake?”

He almost replied, but the sound of the doorknob turning made her jerk back, pushing him away.

“Mommy?”

The DNA was a match.

Batman sat staring at the screen. For a long time. A considerably long time.

This child was his.

Arresting Selina this time round had been one of the hardest things he'd ever had to do, so far. He'd felt for her daughter, this little girl with no fault in what was happening to her mother, and of course, he'd wanted to know who the father was. So he could make sure the girl got to her other parent safely. Of course. He wasn’t jealous, or anything. Of course.

He hadn't expected Selina to say-

"You."

Looking at her now, he started to trace a slight resemblance. The shape of her nose, the cut of her brows. The way she looked around the Batcave in a fixated way, taking everything in, in a manner not typical of children her age.

Her eyes met his. She stared. Hard.

"I want to go home," she said.

Bruce pulled off his cowl.

"(y/n)... Do you know who I am?"

"Batman," she replied. "You're Batman."

"I- yeah. Has your mother ever told you about me?"

"She says you put her in jail lots of times," the girl said, a frown on her face.

"Okay," said Bruce, wondering how to tell her.

"I want to go home," she repeated.

"Where is home?" He asked.

It took her a minute, and then she said-

"I want my mommy."

Bruce sighed.

"Uh, kid," he began. "I'm sorry, but I can't take you to your mother. She's... Busy. That's why she got me to bring you here, so I could take care of you while she's away."

The girl began to tear up.

"I want my mommy," she said, softly, as tears began to fall.

"I- don't cry. Please don't cry. It's okay, look, your mommy left you with me, and I'm your daddy, okay?" Bruce said, pushing his chair towards the panel on which he'd seated her.

She looked up sharply, the tears stopping. It reminded him exactly of Selina, how her countenance would turn from scared to devious in an instant.

"You're my daddy?"

"Yes," he nodded, processing the information he'd just given her. He had a daughter.

"What if you're lying?" She said, scowling.

"I'm not," he said. "If you want, I could get your mommy to call you tomorrow, and tell you herself."

"Also I have a DNA test," he added.

She looked around at the Batcave.

"I don't like them," she said, decidedly, her eyes following the bats. "You should get a cat."

"Do cats eat bats?" He asked, with a small smile.

"Do bats eat cats?" She returned, a smile lighting up her whole face.

"We should ask Dinah," he said, with scenes from his favorite childhood book flitting through his mind.

A taste he shared with his daughter, he thought.

The secret to children was to find what they liked, and make everything about it.

After a long conversation about Alice, Wonderland, the world through the looking glass, and the red Queen, (y/n) had decided that Bruce was, to some extent, trustworthy. He'd convinced her that it was time for bed, and she wouldn't let him tuck her in, yet, but he was sure they'd get there.

He'd changed out of his suit, seen that she was asleep, and then headed straight to Dick's old room, where he'd told Dick to meet him.

"Hey, B," Dick said, grinning. He was reclining against the bedstand, brushing his long hair.

"I never get time for hair care- I figured, while I was waiting, I might as well," he added to Bruce, who nodded impatiently and sat down on the bed beside him.

"So, whaddya hiding in the Batcave?" Dick asked.

"You like Damian, right?" Bruce asked.

"Yeah? He's-"

"I made another one,"said Bruce, breathing deep. "I went to Selina's to arrest her and she pulled a Talia on me. 'This is your daughter, bye'."

"DNA test confirms," he continued, answering Dick's unasked question.

For a few moments, Dick sat still, blank faced.

"I've...always wanted a sister!" He said, breaking into a wide grin. "What's her name? Can I see her? Have you told Dami yet? Will she be staying here?"

"Slow down, chum," Bruce grumbled. "I was hoping you'd tell Damian. It's important that he sees this as good news."

Four heads peered inside the room in a cartoonish way, one on top of the other.

Damian, his head poked in through the doorway, Tim craning his neck to see above Damian, Dick with his chin resting on Tim's head and Jason, the tallest, having a comfortable time. All gazes fixed on the young child asleep inside the room.

"She looks like Bruce," said Tim.

"I don't see it," Damian huffed.

"Maybe we shouldn't stare," Dick suggested.

"Shut up, Richard. This is recon," said Jason. "You know the threats involved in the case that Bruce has spawned another demon."

Damian hissed in Jason's direction, but he was so preoccupied with the thought of having competition- more competition- as his father's child, that he didn't do much else.

"She looks sweet," said Tim.

"So does Selina, all the while she's picking your car keys from your pocket," Jason pointed out.

"It's moving!" Damian backed up. "Everyone, out of sight, now!"

"Okay, enough being sneaky, guys," said Dick. "We'll get to know her when we get to know her."

Jason blew a raspberry at him.

Tim started to head in the direction of the breakfast room, and everyone followed suit.

"Do we have to talk to her?" Damian whispered to Dick.

"Nicely," Dick whispered back. "She's our baby sister."

"When I was her age, I'd killed over a hundred people and I was eligible for a doctorate," Damian said. "Point being, she's not much of a baby, Grayson."

Said "baby" sister turned up twenty minutes later at breakfast, washed but still looking drowsy. Her tiredness dissipated, however, when she saw the boys.

"Who are you?" She asked, scowling at them all from the doorway.

Dick looked up from his strawberry toast and smiled.

"We're-"

"-we should be asking you that," Damian interrupted. "This is our- my- house. Who are you?"

She looked caught off-guard. Scowling hard at Damian, she was about to say something, when Tim slumped and his face fell into his cereal.

"The sHIT!" He shot back awake, shaking his head. Jason burst into laughter and Damian looked at Tim with disgust, while Dick momentarily forgot (y/n) in his concern for his brother.

Tim shook cornflakes from his face, and smiled slightly at (y/n)'s bewildered stare.

"Sit down, kiddo," said Dick. "Would you like some breakfast?"

She stood still as a rock, staring at Tim.

"Why did you do that?" She asked, finally.

"Faint? I'm kinda tired, sorry," Tim shrugged.

"Oh my god," said Damian, when (y/n) remained fixed to her spot. "She's dull."

"You're dull," (y/n) snapped.

"Nobody is dull-" a fifth voice said; Bruce came in through the hallway, dressed in a grey turtleneck and black jeans. The dark circles under his eyes seemed deeper than usual.

"Good morning, (y/n)- have a seat," he said, as he made his way to the head of the table, where Jason sat. Pushing his son off the chair with one hand, he took his seat, ignoring Jason's protests and blocking the right hand hook which came towards him.

(Y/n) climbed into a chair beside Dick, edging close to him. Something about him made her like her better than the other boys, though she thought Tim seemed silly and largely harmless.

"I don't think you've been introduced yet, so- (y/n), these are my sons. Your brothers," said Bruce, deliberately relaxing the tension in his shoulders.

(Y/n) stared blankly at him.

"But..." She started. "But boys have germs."

"You'll get along with ours, you're a germ, yourself," Damian said, earning a sharp look from his father.

Meanwhile, Jason had found a seat on (y/n)'s other side.

"Heya, baby cat," he said, when she caught his eye.

"I'm not a baby," she said, her voice soft. "I'm five years old."

Even Bruce's mouth twitched up.

"She's right, she's quite old," shrugged Damian. "What style are you trained for, Kyle?"

(Y/n) looked around in confusion.

"Style of what?"

"Fighting style," explained Dick. "Has your mom trained you to fight?"

"Yes," said (y/n). "She says to use fingernails on faces and kick people between the legs and then run."

Bruce choked slightly on his juice.

"That's... effective," said Jason. "Isn't that what Selina used to do to you, B? Distract you, then aim for the nuts?"

Bruce and Damian both scowled at him, while (y/n) reached for some toast.

"I've never had brothers before," she said, half to herself. "Is everyone in this house a boy?" She asked Bruce.

"...well..." He started, "you're the only girl here, yes."

"Daddy," she said, "I'm going to get sick. From the boy germs."

To illustrate her point, she moved her plate a little away from Dick's.

"Boy germs aren't-" Damian started, but Bruce cut him off.

"-aren't a matter we take lightly around here," he said. "I'll have a vaccine for you by the evening."

Her eyes widened.

"I don't like shots!"

"No shots!" Bruce promised. "Er, anti-boy-germ-inflammatory tablets. Yes. Tablets."

"Mommy says not to take tablets from anyone but her," said (y/n).

"And me," said Bruce. "I'm your father, (y/n), it's alright."

"Why weren't you my father before?" She asked. All the boys immediately looked away from Bruce- a makeshift signal that had some to mean 'you're on your own'.

“Well, (y/n),” Bruce said. “I was your father. I just- you, actually, you just didn’t know it. Uh, your mom wanted to...surprise you.”

“It’s not much of a surprise,” she said, absolutely genuinely.

“Stop laughing, Jason,” hissed Bruce as Jason covered his face with his hands, trying to stop.

“Do you know Wonder Woman?” (y/n) asked, out of the blue.

“Uh, I work with her, yes,” said Bruce. “But kitten, you understand that this whole ‘Batman’ thing is top-secret, right? You can’t tell anyone, and we don’t discuss it here at home.”

“Wonder Woman’s the cooooooooolest,” giggled (y/n).

“She isn’t, not really,” said Bruce.

“She can fly!”

“I can fly,” said Bruce. “In a plane, but I can fly.”

“She’s got awesome stuff like the lasso of truth and her jet!”

“I’ve got better things. Have you seen the Batmobile? The Batcomputer? The Batsuit? The Batkids?” Bruce replied, sitting up straighter.

The boys were quietly watching this exchange. Dick was strongly reminded of the time Bruce tried to make him get rid of his Superman plushie. And his Superman quilt. And his Superman PJ’s. And his Superman socks, with the tiny red cape. Oh, and his Superman boxers.

Jason started laughing again.

“You know who’s the coolest?” he interjected. “Red Hood. I hear he died, once.”

“Please, Nightwing is cooler than Red Hood,” said Dick.

“Um, those overgrown brutes have nothing on Robin,” said Damian.

“Not true!”

“Robin is a short-ass pre-teen with too many toys!”

“Nightwing is-”

“-Red Hood-”

“-what’s going on? Oh, Red Robin, without contest!”

"Boys, you're all- they're all-"

"-butt out, B-"

(y/n) finished her toast and slipped out of chair, giggling slightly at the fight she had indirectly caused.

Padding up to her father, she whispered in his ear-

"You're all really cool, I think."

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DCTV Masterlist

(Updated Immediately)

Gotham

Groups

Preferences

Innocence - male!Gotham Rogues x reader

Edward, Jerome, Oswald are dating reader, who is a bit on the innocent side.

Edward Nygma/Riddler

Gif Imagines

Riddle Training - Edward Nygma x sibling!reader

Eddie, reader’s brother, leaves riddles for their training.

Drabbles + Oneshots

Monster - Edward Nygma x reader

Eddie snaps and drops the “nice guy” routine, showing up in reader’s apartment with a proposal of sorts. (Monster - Imagine Dragons)

Oddball - Edward Nygma x reader

During a hostage situation, the Riddler recognizes his childhood friend, reader, in his crowd. Because of their early friendship, he isn’t so rough on them.

Jerome Valeska/“Joker”

Gif Imagines

Interrupting - Jerome Valeska x reader

While reader and their boyfriend, Jerome, are making out, Barbara Kean enters the room.

Drabbles + Oneshots

Back Again - Jerome Valeska x reader

When Jerome comes back from the dead, he returns to reader, his former s/o, and tries to win them back by any means.

Bad Habit - Jerome Valeska x reader

Jerome and reader served time in Arkham together, meaning very much to each other. When reader left, they tried to leave it all behind, but could they really? (Bad Habit - Ben Platt)

Double Act - Jerome Valeska x reader

Reader and Jerome, a double act for Haly’s Circus, work great together on stage. Only what happens behind the scenes?

Hate Is Such a Strong Word - Jerome Valeska x reader

Jerome visits reader, an old flame he was thrown into Arkham with, asking to return a favor by wreaking a little havoc with him. Reader reluctantly accepts.

Forever - Jerome Valeska x reader

Jerome appreciates reader, his s/o, and tries to make them laugh, just sharing a few sweet moments together. (Forever - The Beach Boys)

Looney Bin - Jerome Valeska x reader

Jerome makes an effort to stop reader from being taken to Arkham.

The Snake Charmer’s Son - Jerome Valeska x reader

Reader, a Haly’s Circus act, has their boyfriend, Jerome in their audience every night. While winding down at night, Jerome’s mother arrives and ruins the mood entirely.

Turn - Jerome Valeska x reader

Reader and Jerome are ready to start their lives together, making a daring escape in the process. (Turn - The Wombats)

Text Messages

Hitch a Ride - Jerome Valeska x reader

Jerome texts reader to let them know he needs a ride away from some trouble.

Selina Kyle/Catwoman

Drabbles + Oneshots

Kat - Selina Kyle x reader

Selina and reader are roommates in an abandoned apartment, supporting each other through everything as best as they can.

You Don’t Own Me - Selina Kyle x reader

Reader is unimpressed by Selina disappearing for as long as she does, but cherishes the time they do get together. (You Don’t Own Me - Leslie Gore)

Titans

Groups

Gif Imagines

Copycat - Titans x reader

Reader shocks the Titans with the fact that they have the same powers at Gar.

Jumpscare - Titans x reader

The Titans have a habit of jumpscaring reader.

Preferences

In Love - Titans x reader

Dawn, Dick, Donna, Jason, Kory realize they’re in love with reader.

Dawn Granger/Dove

Gif Imagines

Jealousy - Dawn Granger x reader

Reader kisses Dawn, their girlfriend, in front of Dick and he gets jealous.

Paris - Dawn Granger x reader

Reader comforts Dawn while she exhaustedly mourns Hank.

Headcanons

Pride Parade - Dawn Granger x lesbian!reader

Reader, a lesbian, and Dawn are dating and go to a Pride parade.

Dick Grayson/Nightwing

Gif Imagines

Couch - Dick Grayson x reader

Dick carries reader to bed after they fall asleep on the couch.

CPR - Dick Grayson x reader

Reader saves Dick by giving him CPR.

Cuddling - Dick Grayson x reader

Dick and reader cuddle on the couch with an unusual serenade.

Dyslexia - Dick Grayson x reader

Reader has dyslexia and Dick notices their struggle reading a passage of a book.

Favorite Show - Dick Grayson x reader

Reader and Dick watch their favorite show together.

Goodbye Jason - Dick Grayson x sibling!reader

Dick arrives in Gotham after the death of Jason and comforts reader, his sibling, while they mourn.

Hank’s Savior - Dick Grayson x reader

Reader, Dick’s s/o, having powers that are able to deactivate Hank’s bomb.

Mother’s Day - Dick Grayson x mentee!reader

Reader gives a “Mother’s Day” gift to Dick, their mentor.

Surprise Party - Dick Grayson x reader

Dick and the Titans throw a surprise party for reader, Dick’s s/o.

Training Mishap - Dick Grayson x reader

Dick feels bad after accidentally hurting reader during training.

Headcanons

Latina Girlfriend - Dick Grayson x latina!reader

Reader, a Latina girl, and Dick are dating.

Drabbles + Oneshots

Back to Haly’s - Dick Grayson x reader

While visiting Haly’s Circus, Dick comes across reader, his childhood best friend and first love.

Coma - Dick Grayson x reader

Dick lays unconscious in the Titans Tower hospital room while reader, his s/o, sits beside him to keep him company in his time of need.

Cut It Out - Dick Grayson x reader

Dick and reader prepare for a vacation together and are sort of insufferably head-over-heels for one another.

Detroit - Dick Grayson x reader

When Dick arrives as his new workplace, Detroit PD, he gets partnered up with reader, who figures him out faster than he’d expect.

Don’t Forget About Me - Dick Grayson x reader

Reader is rendered unconscious during a mission, but when they wake up, Dick, their boyfriend, is mortified to find out that they’ve lost their memories.

Family Bonding - Dick Grayson x reader

Movie night in Titans Tower with the whole family, including Dick and reader, the loving couple that get teased for being a tad affectionate.

“In The End” - Dick Grayson x reader

Dick runs into his childhood best friend and current anti-hero, reader, after they brutally finish another mission and argue over right and wrong.

Love to Love You Again - Dick Grayson x afab!reader (smut)

Reader and Dick, ex-lovers, join up again when he needs their help with the next generation of Titans. One thing leads to another.

Masterminds - Dick Grayson x fem!reader (smut)

Dick and reader aren’t very fond of each other, but Rachel and Gar know better and convince them to go on a mission together, which forces them to confront that sexual tension.

Out of Commission - Dick Grayson x pregnant!reader

Reader, Dick’s pregnant girlfriend, is kidnapped by a dangerous villain and a seriously worried Dick does everything he can to get her back.

Panic Room - Dick Grayson x reader

Dick’s s/o, reader, is kidnapped and forced to confront a deep fear while the villain settles the score with him.

Reckless Reckoning - Dick Grayson x reader

While on a mission, Dick gives up and lets the enemies begin to beat him senseless. Reader can’t handle the sight of it.

Revealing the Unexpected - Dick Grayson x reader

Reader, Green Lantern’s former sidekick, and Dick secretly get together and start their life together after the first Titans team breaks up, breaking the news to their friends when the team starts back up.

When He Sees Me - Dick Grayson x reader

Dick recruits reader, a vigilante he’s never met, to the Titans while assuring them that they’d take to the reader just fine. He was much kinder than expected. (When He Sees Me - Waitress Soundtrack)

Series

Robin and the Stray (1) (2) - Dick Grayson x reader

A journey through how Robin and reader, Catwoman’s protege, fell in love.

Donna Troy/Wonder Girl

Gif Imagines

Front Page (Blurb) - Donna Troy x reader

Reader shows Donna the front page of the newspaper, featuring Wonder Girl.

Love - Donna Troy x reader

Reader tells Donna they love her for the first time.

Meet the Titans - Donna Troy x reader

Donna introduces reader, an Amazon, to the Titans.

Red Kryptonite - Donny Troy x reader

Donna has to fight reader, her Kryptonian s/o, when they are exposed to Red Kryptonite.

Scary Movies - Donna Troy x reader

Donna and reader watch scary movies together.

Headcanons

Best Friends - Donna Troy/Kory Anders x reader

Reader, Donna, and Kory are best friends.

Drabbles + Oneshots

Childhood Best Friends AU - Donna Troy x reader

Reader and Donna have been closer than most since childhood, but grew apart as soon as the Titans split up. When they were called back in for duty, all those old feelings came rushing back.

Danger Zone - Donna Troy x reader

Donna and reader enter an unsettling building for some investigating and are shocked to find what’s inside, desperate to leave.

Gimme Love - Donna Troy x reader

After losing their girlfriend, Donna, reader mourns while looking at an old picture their girlfriend took of them and pondering memories that went along with it. (Gimme Love - Joji)

Titan Slayer - Donna Troy x batkid!reader

Reader is kidnapped by Deathstroke, causing Donna, their girlfriend, and Dick, their brother, do go on a manhunt to save them.

Garfield Logan/Beast Boy

Headcanons

Halloween - Garfield Logan/Rachel Roth x reader

Reader, Garfield, and Rachel celebrate Halloween together.

School Stress - Garfield Logan x reader

Gar comforts reader, his s/o, when he notices how stressed they are with school.

Sick Day - Garfield Logan x reader

Gar takes care of reader when they’re sick.

Drabbles + Oneshots

Dead Meat - Garfield Logan x reader

While reader babysits their niece at the tower, Gar lends a hand and shows them both a joyful afternoon.

Green in the Gills - Garfield Logan x reader

Reader goes on a shopping run to get supplies for Gar while he’s sick.

Mr. Brightside - Garfield Logan x reader (x Jason Todd)

Gar had a crush on reader for some time, but he waited so long to say anything that Jason beat him to it, agitating Gar as he struggled to keep calm in your presence. (Mr. Brightside - The Killers)

One and the Same - Garfield Logan x reader

Gar and reader, his s/o, are weirdly similar and the team begins to notice.

Onesie - Garfield Logan x reader

Reader, Gar’s s/o, does a bit of shopping and comes home with a new onesie that their boyfriend finds very cute.

Right Place, Wrong Time - Garfield Logan x reader

Gar and reader, his s/o, run into some danger while going shopping and Gar gets a little protective.

Jason Todd/Red Hood

Gif Imagines

Apple Orchard - Jason Todd x reader

Reader and Jason go to an apple orchard together.

Halloween Movies - Jason Todd x reader

Jason and reader cuddle and watch Halloween movies until Gar and Rachel interrupt.

Mourning Interruption - Jason Todd x reader

While reader mourns the death of Jason at his grave, he unexpectedly shows up and gives them in an attempt of recruitment.

Pumpkin Patch - Jason Todd x reader

Jason and reader go to a pumpkin patch together.

Relocation - Jason Todd x reader

Jason reveals his identity to reader and brings them to San Diego with him.

Stark/Wayne Feud - Jason Todd x Stark!reader

In this crossover, Tony Stark discovers that reader, his daughter, is dating Jason Todd, his rival’s son.

Headcanons

Fall Night Adventure - Jason Todd x reader

Reader and Jason, their boyfriend, head out on a late night adventure.

Drabbles + Oneshots

Alarm Clock - Jason Todd x reader

Reader attempts to wake a reluctant Jason up on a Saturday morning, but it doesn’t work out so well.

Cold Cold Cold - Jason Todd x reader

When reader gets cold, it’s up to Jason to warm them back up.

Defense - Jason Todd x reader

Reader jumps to the defense of Jason when the team picks on him, comforting him during the aftermath and warming his cold little heart.

Drumroll - Jason Todd x reader

Jason comforts reader during a thunderstorm, which they are deathly afraid of.

Even Titans Get Sick - Jason Todd x reader

Jason takes care of reader when they’re sick.

Shy - Jason Todd x reader

Jason knows reader, his s/o, is a bit socially anxious and makes sure to account for that when they’re out and about.

Slipping Away - Jason Todd x sibling!reader

Reader, Bruce’s child, stresses over the evidence of betrayal of their brother, Jason. They worry about what Jason has become and make a revelation as to how their brother returned from the grave.

Text Messages

Exposed - Jason Todd x reader

Jason texts reader about his Robin training—only, reader didn’t know about his side gig.

Overwatch - Jason Todd x reader

Jason gets worried about his s/o going home alone, so he catches up to them while on patrol.

Jericho Wilson

Gif Imagines

His Friends - Jericho Wilson x deaf!reader

Reader, Jericho’s deaf s/o, gets introduced to his friends, the Titans.

Drabbles + Oneshots

That’s a First - Jericho Wilson x reader

Jericho goes all out for Valentine’s Day after learning that reader has never had a valentine before.

Kory Anders/Starfire

Gif Imagines

Amnesia - Kory Anders x reader

Reader discovers her best friend, Kory, doesn’t remember them.

Headcanons

Best Friends - Kory Anders/Donna Troy x reader

Reader, Kory, Donna are best friends.

Drabbles + Oneshots

Bones - Kory Anders x reader

Something feels a little wrong after reader and Kory have date night away from the Tower. (Bones - Alexandra Savior)

Not Your Business - Kory Anders x reader

Reader, an antihero, crosses paths with Kory quite often and things always get messy from there.

Rachel Roth/Raven

Gif Imagines

Nightmare - Rachel Roth x reader

Reader comforts Rachel, their girlfriend, after she has a nightmare.

Panic Attack - Rachel Roth x reader

Rachel comforts reader during a panic attack.

Pride - Rachel Roth x reader

Reader and their girlfriend, Rachel, go to Pride together.

Headcanons

Halloween - Rachel Roth/Garfield Logan x reader

Reader, Rachel, and Gar celebrate Halloween together.

Drabbles + Oneshots

Angel and Demon - Rachel Roth x reader

Reader, an angel, goes after Rachel in an attempt to protect her.

Necromancy - Rachel Roth x reader

Rachel and reader, a necromancer from an evil family, bond over their bad bloodlines and make a promise to do better.

Normal - Rachel Roth x reader

Rachel runs away after battling with the burden of her demonic ways, but calls reader to come get her. Reader tries to comfort her in her time of need.

#masterlist #dctv

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ao3feed-timdrake · 5 years

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You Are My Sunshine

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/2BKVdvC

by Goblin_Bean_Kie

Damian never liked galas, the rich, the powerful, and the annoying journalists always dampening the boring nights. Damian never liked galas, but that changed at the sight of... her. She stood out, her hands clenching the camera. Short, brown locks pulled back from her face, and warm eyes nervously glancing around. She moved, Damian's eyes following her, her lips moving but not a sound coming out. Was... was she saying she was a plant? Before Damian could question or do anything, she was gone. Slipping behind one of the large red curtains. A sheep hiding in a room of wolves, the lone ray of sunshine in the dark streets of Gotham City. Elaine Wolf.

Words: 2135, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English

Fandoms: DCU (Comics), Batman: Arkham - All Media Types, Robin: Son of Batman (Comics), Marvel Cinematic Universe, X-Men - All Media Types

Rating: Not Rated

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: F/M

Characters: Selina Kyle, Bruce Wayne, Charles Xavier, Jean Grey, Kurt Wagner, Tim Drake, Damian Wayne, Dick Grayson, Barbara Gordon, Jason Todd, Alfred Pennyworth, Talia al Ghul, Ra's al Ghul, Koriand'r (DCU), Cassandra Cain, Stephanie Brown, Spoilor, Spolier - Character, Oracle, Robin, Nightwing, Red Robin - Character, Red Hood, Black Bat, Original Female Character(s), Original Male Character(s), Original Female Character(s) of Color, Original Male Character(s) of Color

Relationships: Tim Drake & Dick Grayson & Jason Todd & Bruce Wayne & Damian Wayne, Tim Drake & Dick Grayson & Jason Todd & Bruce Wayne & Damian Wayne & Original Female Character(s), Damian Wayne/Reader, Damian Wayne/Original Female Character, Bruce Wayne & Damian Wayne, Bat Family & Alfred Pennyworth, Tim Drake & Dick Grayson & Alfred Pennyworth & Jason Todd & Bruce Wayne & Damian Wayne, Tim Drake & Damian Wayne, Jason Todd & Damian Wayne, Dick Grayson & Damian Wayne, Stephanie Brown & Damian Wayne, Barbara Gordon & Damian Wayne, Cassandra Cain & Damian Wayne, Talia al Ghul & Damian Wayne, Ra's al Ghul & Damian Wayne, Stephanie Brown & Cassandra Cain & Tim Drake & Barbara Gordon & Dick Grayson & Jason Todd, Alfred Pennyworth & Damian Wayne, Tim Drake/Barbara Gordon, Dick Grayson/Koriand'r, Talia al Ghul/Bruce Wayne, Selina Kyle/Bruce Wayne

Additional Tags: Romance, Mild Smut, Eventual Smut, Slow Burn, Metropolis (DCU), Gotham Academy, Gotham City Police Department, The Narrows, Humor, Misunderstandings, Fluff, Christmas, Metahumans, Mutants, Mutant Powers, Sunshine - Freeform, Flirting, Galas, Sexual Tension, Central City, I Wrote This Instead of Sleeping, How Do I Tag, I Blame Tumblr

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#IFTTT #ao3feed #fanfic #DC #DC comics #Tim Drake #Batman #teen titans #young justice

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thefemalethatwrites · 6 years

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Stray (Bat-Sis)

Request; No.

Prompt; You’re adopted by Bruce Wayne and have been training for the vigilante life

Relationships; Mentor! Bruce Wayne/Batman x Reader, Batboys x Reader, Ex-Mentor! Selina Kyle x Reader.

Warnings; Fighting, Blood, Cursing(?), Mentions of Death.

Word Count; 2152

A/N; I would’ve updated this sooner but the app on my phone isn’t allowing me to post things from my drafts, and I’ve been house-sitting for the past week, so I didn’t have access to my computer.

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Y/N's POV I let out a low groan as I got up from the sparring mat that Tim had pinned me to, as Tim left the mat victorious

"Come on (Y/N)! You need to work harder!" Bruce yelled from the sideline, I gritted my teeth as I shot a death glare at him,

"It's always the same! I need to work harder! I need to train longer! Face it Bruce! I'm surpassing your sons skills to when they were my age!" I snapped,

"Don't you dare answer me back young lady! And don't think for a second that you're prepared for what's out there!" He argues back,

"I will never know what's out there because you never let me leave!" I screamed, he hummed

"Fine. You want to see what's out there? You'll join Tim on patrol tonight" he stated, my eyes widened in surprise, I nodded and left the cave.

***

Patrol with Tim didn't go so well, since I was slowing him down and then when it came to combat I was almost shot, it just proved that Bruce was right, I'm not ready for what's out there and I never will be,

"Hey little one" Jason whispered as he entered my room,

"I want to be alone Jason" I demanded, he hummed and sat down next to me on the bed,

"You don't have to say anything, just listen. I know how bad you want to be out there with us, trust me I want you out by my side kicking crime's ass" he spoke making me smile, "But you need to be more aware of your surroundings and improve a slight bit on your combat, okay?" He finished, I nodded and gave him a small hug,

"Thanks Jay" I whispered into his chest, he kissed the top of my head

"Anytime little one" he replied.

***

"Well would you look at that..." I trailed off as I entered the cave, "They've left me again...what a surprise" I commented, I changed into my suit and hot-wired a motorcycle and left the cave, I arrived at a scene of a drug deal making me raise an eyebrow as I climbed to the roof to scout the area, there was no sight of the others, I hummed "Let's show them how I can handle myself" I muttered before I dropped down taking down two of them men, "Now then...which one of you are going to be kind and let me cuff you for the Police?" I questioned with a small smirk as they all got into fighting stances, "No one...? Good" I commented before they all charged to attack me, as it came down to the the three, two decided to run away making me growl as I threw two tacking devices at them then taking down the third, I blew a strand of hair that had fallen on my face as I stood up straight, I began cuffing them all up before I heard thuds behind me, I turned around only to be hit away with a large amount of force, sending me out of the back alley, onto the road, I looked up to see Bane heading towards me,

"A little birdie that never learnt how to fly" he taunted, I rolled my eyes and got to my feet,

"Bane...how lovely to meet you in person" I greeted sarcastically, as I slide through his legs avoiding his swing and kicked him in the back, I got to my feet only to have him throw me into a wall of a building, I lean against the wall as I touched the back of my head to reveal the crimson liquid on my hand, I growled and glared at Bane as he chuckled, I ran at him and he prepared to attack me but I jumped over him wrapping the wire from my grapple gun around his neck and pulled him to the ground, tightening the wire, he was trying so hard to remove the wire from his throat but couldn't making me smirk, he tried to get back to his feet but I pulled him down again, I pulled out one of my sai's and cut the tubes that pumped venom around his body, he gasped as I let go of him, and went around to his front, holding a Sai to his throat,

"You don't kill" he spat making me raise an eyebrow,

"You seem to have me confused with the other bats" I chuckled as I went to strike the Sai was knocked out of my hand as Dick tackled me to the ground, as Bruce, Tim and Damian restrained Bane, I was taken away from Bane and approached by the family,

"What was you thinking?! We don't kill!" Bruce scolded, I slapped Dicks hand from me and squared up to Bruce,

"You don't kill! I've never been trusted to go out alone!" I snapped,

"You can't be trusted" He retorted, my heart dropped as did my jaw, I closed my jaw and straightened my posture, clearing my throat,

"Fine...excuse me then" I say as I walked away and got on to the motorcycle and drove away, I tracked down two thugs that ran from the fight, I grappled on to a nearby rooftop and smirk as I looked at the two Bat-rangs in my hands, "Can't be trusted? Fine explain your way out of this, Bruce" I commented as I dropped down.

***

"(Y/N)!" Bruce bellowed as he returned from the night, with the boys, I turned to him only to avoid him grabbing my shirt, I threw up my defences as I glared at him, also be cautious of the boys, "I told you that we don't kill!" He snapped as he removed his cowl,

"I don't understand what your saying? I've not killed anyone...oh wait you're on about the two thugs that got killed with your bat-rangs" I smirked,

"You're trying to frame Father?" Damian asked, I nodded "It won't work" he stated, I tilted my head

"But it's already making the Commissioner question him...and it's only got traces of his suit on them. Nothing of mine" I retort,

"Tactical" Tim murmured,

"Thanks Tim" I smiled,

"Hand over your suit, (Y/N)" Bruce demanded, I threw it at him

"With pleasure. I never asked Selina for you to train me" I spat, the boys eyes widened,

"Catwoman? That's who was your mentor before Bruce adopted you?" Dick asked, I shrugged

"Sort of...it's how I managed to get the bat-rangs without alerting a single one of you" I replied before heading to leave the cave,

"Pack your things" Bruce ordered making me stop in my tracks,

"What?" I asked,

"Pack your things. You're leaving tonight" he stated,

"Master Bruce have some consideration" Alfred pleaded,

"I have, Alfred. I want you out by the morning (Y/N). I can't have a murderer in my house, my family" He demanded,

"You don't need to tell me twice" I spat as I left for my room, I grabbed a backpack and threw in my other alter-egos costume in along with my sai's and toiletries, there was a knock on the door before Jason entered,

"Hey little one" he greeted, I side-eyed me,

"Here to give me a lecture? You can leave if so" I said,

"Who the hell am I to give you a lecture about not killing people?" He chuckled making my mouth twitch upwards before he pulled me into a hug, "You going to be okay?" He asked, I scoffed pulling away,

"It's not the first time being thrown on to the streets, Jay. I can handle myself. I've proved that" I say as I shut the backpack up and threw on a hoodie,

"See you the streets?" He asked as I went over to the balcony, I smirked

"Try the rooftops. See you Jay" I corrected before sending a wink and jumping off the balcony.

***

"Miss (Y/N), I'm glad I found you hear" Alfred voice hit my ears making me look up from staring at the ground,

"I don't live with you anymore Alfred. (Y/N)'s Just fine" I replied, he nodded in acknowledgment, "Why are you here anyway?" I asked turning to him, he opened the door to the car,

"A conversation for a more private destination" he replied, I rolled my eyes and climbed into the car, he got in and drove me to the manor where he led me to the Cave,

"What's going on Alfred? Why have you brought me here?" I questioned,

"Master Bruce and the boys have gone missing. They went out three nights ago to get the Joker and Harley Quinn but never returned" he explained,

"So? Bruce made it clear that he doesn't trust me or want anything to do with me" I retorted,

"I understand that but could you please go help them. I'm worried" he replied, I shook my head and went to leave, "If not for them but for me..." he trailed off, I sighed

"Guilt tricking me is not nice" I commented turning to him, as I removed my hoodie revealing my alter-egos costume, with my sai's attached to my waist,

"I don't understand what your trying to suggest" he retorted, I chuckled and shook my head

"Of course not" I replied putting on my eye mask, "Where was the last place you had contact with them?" I asked approaching the computer.

***

I arrived at the warehouse where the bats were last in contact with Alfred, I climbed through the roof window on to the beams above to find all of them restrained and badly beaten, I hummed

"(Y/N)? Are they there?" Alfred asked through the ear piece,

"Yes, they look pretty beaten up too..." I trailed off as the main door opened, Harley walked in

"Harley, stop this nonsense" Selina pleaded making me raise an eyebrow,

"Oh Selina...I wish I could but Mister J wants to have so much fun with you all!" She exclaimed as Joker made his appearance, with a bunch of henchmen, I smirked as I climbed down to get a better view of the situation, after assessing it I dropped down revealing myself,

"And who the hell are you?!" Joker asked,

"Stray" I answered, he sighed

"Go on boys. Get her" he ordered, I smirked as his henchmen came at me, I pulled out my sai's and twirled them before taking down the henchmen, I let out a huff of breath as Joker began clapping and cackling like a madman, "Oh I like you! But sadly sweetheart, our time is up" he said before going to leave, I threw my sai into the back of his knee making him fall to the ground,

"You're not going anywhere" I stated as I approached him twirling my sai, Harley let out a yell as she swung her hammer to me, I avoided the hammer and twisted myself around her body before slamming it against the floor making her gasp as I stabbed my Sai into her shirt and into the ground, "Stay put. If you want to live" I growled, her eyes widened as I got off her picking up her hammer and going over to the Joker,

"Stray!" Bruce yelled gaining my attention, "You're better than him. You don't have to kill him" he said, I raised an eyebrow as I looked between the two of them and sighed before knocking the Joker unconscious, I removed my sai from his knee placing it back in its holder, I did the same to Harley before dropping the hammer, Selina broke out of her restraints and came towards me but I dropped a smoke pellet and grappled out of the roof window.

***

I was stood up on the churches gargoyle when I felt like I was approached by someone,

"What do you want Bruce?" I asked, slightly turning to him,

"You've improved" he commented, I rolled my eyes, facing him giving him a stone cold look, "Thank you for the other night" He said,

"Sure..." I trailed off facing the city again,

"I'm serious. You didn't have to yet you still did and I'm grateful for that" he stated,

"I didn't do it for you. I did it for Alfred because he was worried and guilt tripped me into doing so" I retorted as I jumped off the gargoyle and grappled onto another building allowing me to swing through the air and propel me into the air to land perfectly on a different rooftop, I heard a thud behind me making me roll my eyes as I turned to face Bruce again, "Are you going to follow me all n-?!" I was cut off as he pulled me into a hug, he pulled away,

"I'd like for you to move back into the manor...if you want" he said, I hummed

"I'll think about it" I say before ditching him on the rooftop to fight crime.

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“You are not hard to love” - Bruce Wayne x Fem!Reader

Something very VERY quick, that I suddenly felt compelled to write, once again in the middle of the night. I didn’t plan on writing it, but here we are. This is for anyone who ever felt like they were “hard to love”. You’re not. You just haven’t found the right person...Anyway, here. For you :

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To be “hard to love” is a character flaw Bruce always felt he had.

It was actually hard, to exist with this knowledge, no matter how little he tried to make himself feel. Or not feel, for that matter.

As “Brucie Wayne”, a lot of people liked him, and the rest hated him for being so arrogant and smug. There were no inbetween.

Many people judged him to be just another idiot with a lot of money. They hated his guts. Or they admired him for his self-confidence. Still thinking, though, that he was a bit of a dunce.

It was fine. He wanted them to think that of him. To see him for someone he really wasn’t. So it’d blur the line, so they’d never guess who the Batman really was.

As a result, it was difficult, to love, truly love, “Brucie Wayne”. Then again, he wouldn’t want anyone to love him for what he wasn’t. This public persona of him, would never know real love. It was fine.

But his real self. His real self.

Batman.

Was probably the number one reason Bruce felt he was so hard to love...

Who would want to put up with this shit ? Who, in their right mind, would want to love a man like him ? Bruce knew himself very well. Unfortunately.

Sometimes, even him couldn’t stand himself.

He knew he could be abrasive, arrogant, self-important, cold, too focus on a task at hand to care about anyone’s feelings etc etc...He knew that his real self, the one he showed more with his Batman side, wasn’t very likable.

He found it hard, to connect to others. It was hard to stay connected anyway, when he was always stuck in his own head.

He knew himself very well. He did. He knew how he was, and he couldn’t possibly see anyone putting up with it, and loving him.

He didn't even like himself very much...

Every single time he fell in love, things didn’t end well. Because he’s too high maintenance. Because it’s hard to keep up with him and his moods...even for someone like Selina Kyle.

Even she, whom he felt understood him more than anyone he met before, got tired of his games. Ah, but she was also too fiercely independent for what he wanted. Mmm...But who was he fooling ? He knew she’d never stay too long with him, not only because she was independent, but because he was too difficult to be with.

And it hurt. It really did.

Because deep down, what Bruce really wanted...It’s love. Real love. True love. Unconditional love. As stupid as it might sound, to anyone knowing him. Ah but, if you truly knew him, it all made sense.

He would never admit it, not even to himself, but his fear of being completely abandoned ran deep. And his want of finding someone who would accept him for who he truly was was even deeper.

But he was hard to love.

Who could ever put themselves through the ringer like that, and love someone like Bruce Wayne ? Like...Like Batman ?

And then...then you came in.

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He still thought he was hard to love. Difficult to be with.

Your relationship, at that time, was somewhat new. It hadn’t been serious for long. But serious it was, in Bruce’s eyes, at least.

Ah but he kept thinking he was too hard to love. That you would leave for sure, once you would realize it. His insecurities got the best of him often, even as he tried to ignore them and just enjoy what he had for the time being.

Up until...

It happened shortly after his first real fight with you. He had one of his “dark day” (which he didn’t have much anymore), where he would be ultra-focus on his Batman work, and be a jerk to any outside distraction.

Except you would have none of it, as you were trying to tell him something important. And thus, the fight began.

And he shut down. Put up walls, once again, between him and you. Because that’s what he did. And it made everything worst, of course.

He couldn’t stand the flood of feelings that came from being too emotional. Angry because of the fight, sad too, and absolutely terrified he might lose you if you guys fought enough for you to realize he’s just...Too hard to love.

So he suppressed his emotions. As usual. It was much easier for him to give you the silent treatment than go through the pain of talking it out. It was too overwhelming for him, he wasn’t good at the whole “feeling things”.

He was too afraid he’d say something he would dearly regret. He knew it was healthier, to talk it out. But he just couldn’t. He couldn’t deal with those emotions. And so he shut you out, you got frustrated, and then Dick tried to...

The sweet little boy tried to get you two to talk, to calm down, and Bruce snapped at him. He didn’t meant to. He instantly regretted it. But he did.

Which was the last straw that broke the camel back for you. You told him to “go to hell”, took Dick’s hand (who looked absolutely crestfallen, just remembering his facial expression made Bruce’s heart hurt), and left.

Bruce felt like this was it. He just ruined the one good thing in his life.

The one thing that, after years of being stuck in the dark, brought him light.

You, and his newly adopted son.

Lights of his life.

He needed you two. But he understood if you decided to go...He was too hard to love. He would let you go, if it meant you’d be happier (what a fool).

He was too much, too much.

For hours, hours and hours, he beat himself down for it. Stuck in his own head once again. Hating himself.

Sitting alone in front of the batcomputer, barely paying attention to what is scrolling on the screen...Bruce felt like shit.

Why ? Why did he have to be like that ?

Why couldn’t he...be someone who was easy to love ? Who wasn’t a constant challenge to everyone around him ?

Yes. That’s it. He was a challenge. A challenge who could’nt-

Footsteps. Taking him out of this darkness spiraling downward and downward.

And it’s you. You’re right there. Looking at him critically, and he’s sure...

He’s sure you came to break up with him. That he shut you out one too many times. That him being a jerk to little Dickie was too much. That-

“There’s-”

He couldn’t. He couldn’t hear you say it. So he cuts you off, with words that made his heart bleed :

“I know, we’re done.”

“Excuse me ?”

He can’t look at you. Can’t bear it. He turns around, and continues, trying to sound as neutral as possible, trying to not let his voice crack, going right to the point, as fast as possible, so he can keep it up :

“I went too far. Too many times. You’ve...had enough of me. I understand.”

“What ?”

In your voice, he can hear surprise. Ah. You were too nice to realize that one day, it would come to this. That one day, you were doomed to leave him because he was too much.

You were too...good for him, to him. Too good to realize he knew it all along.

And so here you were, surprised he figured it out. Surprised he knew, before you told him, that you were leaving him.

“I know I’m hard to love. I do. And you-”

“Wait wait wait, uh ? You think I’m gonna bail out because you were a jerk ? You think you’re too hard to love ? Oh Bruce...”

There’s a short pause, as if you’re searching for your words.

He looks up at you, feeling a dash of hope invade his heart. He tries to fight it, but he can’t. Because...Because...Finally, you say :

“Bruce. When we started this, when it became serious, when I decided to jump in your life and in Dick’s...I knew what I was getting myself into. I know you enough. I know the Batman side of you. I know you have moments you’re just...you’re just too stuck in your own head, and in your pain. I know.”

You put a soft hand on his cheek, forcing him to look at you by raising his head.

“I know what you think of yourself. And I know what others think of you. You’re arrogant, cold, unforgiving blahblahblah insert many more words saying how difficult it is for you to show your true self and emotions. But...But I also know that’s not all there is to you. I know you, and others, are wrong about you. Too hard on you. I know you.”

You take a step closer to him, and lay your forehead against his.

“I know you’re funny, like, seriously hilarious. No one ever made me laugh like you. I know you care, sometimes too much, and it’s why things are so hard for you many times. I know you’re actually a great dad, no matter what you think. I know many admire you, you’re truly amazing. You’re smart, caring, loving...I know that it’s hard for you to open up, to love...but when you do, when you do...You love really hard, Bruce. Fully, intensely, passionately, with your entire being. I never felt so loved, than when you hold me. When you-”

There’s a short pause, and Bruce realizes it’s because you’re blushing and have to regain control of yourself again. It doesn’t surprise him. What you’re saying right now, makes his heart beat a hundred time faster, and he can feel his face burning.

Only you, ever made him blush so...

You take a deep breath, and say :

“All my life Bruce. All my life I felt I was hard to love.”

At this, Bruce can’t help but scoff, and he’s about to say something but you cut him off sternly :

“I’m not done, mister. As I was saying, my entire life, I too, felt like I was hard to love. But when I met you...When I met you, I realized I felt that way because the people around me always made me feel like that. Always made it sound like it was a chore, to put up with me. That they could love me without making any compromises, while I had to change completely for them. Because I was too “difficult” you know ? Because sometimes, I too would have mood swings, or a need to be alone, or...just things that are not considered normal. That are associated with being hard to love. And I was surrounded with people who made me feel bad about this. Who made me feel like I had to change to be normal, and to finally have love.”

Your arms snake around his shoulders now, and you hold him tight against your chest, kissing the top of his head.

“You made me realize, Bruce, my Bruce, that...That I’m not actually hard to love. That I was just surrounded with people who weren’t willing to make the effort for me. Which is fine. No-one has to put up with anything if they don’t want to. But...Nobody is hard to love. They just never found the right person. The one willing to fight for them. It’s what you made me realize.”

He holds you back now. With all his might. What is this stinging feeling in his eyes ?

“I love you. Unconditionally. I know who you are. And I want to fight for you. I will always fight for you. I’m not promising that I’ll never grow frustrated, and yell at you back, to then storm off. I’m not saying we’ll never fight. I’m just saying...It doesn’t matter. Because I love you. And I’ll always find my way back to you.”

In your eyes, he can see it, there’s a strong light shining.

One that proves him you love him. Deeply, and unconditionally.

One that led him out of a dark pass many times before.

One that proved...That proved maybe, he wasn’t that hard to love.

Not when he finally found the right one.

He couldn’t believe you ever thought YOU were hard to love. Ah. Has anyone in the world ever been as perfect for each other as you two were ?

“I love you.”

He says. His entire being, all his emotions, poured in those three little words.

“I love you too Bruce. And believe me, saying those words to you ? It’s very easy.”

His arms around you tightens even more. And then you add :

“Now that this is out of the way...We can talk more about this later, but for now, there’s more pressing matters at hands. I actually came down here to ask if...if you wanted some ice cream ? Dick and I went out for a little bit, and brought all our favorite. Yours, too. We thought we’d need a “pick-me-up”. All of us. As a family. We’re supposed to go through things together...And ice cream helps, yes ?”

He nods. His throat too tight to say anything. And for the moment, it’s fine. He’ll tell you later. He’ll tell you how much you mean later. If he can’t find the words, he’ll find other ways to show you.

You know anyway. You know he loves you. Just as strong as you love him.

He loves you just as you are. You love him just as he is.

“I love you.”

He whispers, and you smile at him, of this life-changing smile that showed him the light... You peck him on the lips, before taking his hand and walking out of the batcave, to the Manor.

Where ice cream, and a very sweet little boy eager to raise his dad’s spirit, were waiting.

Unconditional love.

Bruce Wayne, wasn’t hard to love. And now, he was surrounded with the right people to make him understand this.

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I just have a lot of feelings about Bruce Wayne haha. I just wanted to write a little something. It also stems from my own feelings. I’m sure we all felt at some point, that we were/are impossible to love. That no one will ever put up with our shit...yet there are people unwilling to give up on you, people who make you “better” etc etc. So. Yeah. I wrote this very quickly. Once again, watch me feel too much in the middle of the night haha. Sorry if this isn’t very good, it’s one of those “bonus” story I suddenly think about and write quickly in one sitting. I enjoyed writing it, but I admit it took less effort than most stories. So. Yes.

If you liked it, don’t hesitate to leave a little feedback and reblog if ya want :).

#Bruce Wayne x reader #Bruce Wayne imagine #Batman x reader #Batman imagine #Batfam x Reader #Batfam #DC reader insert #Bruce Wayne needs love ok ?#We don't talk enough about how hard he is #on himself #like he ain't flawless for sure #but he's so unforgiving of his own #mistakes and such #anyway here we are #fem!reader

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