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The Tiger Among Bats

Chapter 3

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“Father, I wish to go to Gotham public school for research purposes,” Damian stands in front of Bruce, “Dick has made a small report on Jamie and Davy, yet no report on Tulip due to her absence presumably due to a sleepover. I wish to gather a more detailed report on the half siblings of my brother.”

Bruce looks up from his paperwork not surprised at Damian’s request. If anything he expected him to request it as soon as he found out about you.

“For how long do you plan on staying there to get to know them?”

“Just the week father, seeing as well all meet Saturday night my hope is by interacting with them they’ll be more incline to push my brother into agreeing to live with us.”

“Alright, remember to lay low so you don’t spook them.”

“Of course, I already have everything prepared. I asked Alfred to procure a more simple car so I don’t stand out when he drops me off.”

Bruce nods happy about the idea of Damian making friends with your younger siblings especially since they’re around his age. He hopes he gets along with them one wrong move and it can set back progress, knowing the little they know about you, they can tell you’d refuse to deal with them again if your little siblings ask. Plus they can’t just separate you from them, you’d probably destroy everything if that happens. So good impressions matter.

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Calling in sick to work is so tempting right now, one you barely got any sleep this morning, two you’re worried about Don since he hasn’t come home yet, three you’re very exhausted mentally right now. But you can’t afford to skip work, especially since Don still has the money you two stole from the joker. And either way you feel too guilty about the idea of not working. Dropping the kids off at school you walk to work and check your flip phone for any messages. There’s one from Bruce asking about having a talk with you and your siblings this Saturday. You respond back that you’ll have to discuss it with them after they get back from school.

Walking into the gas station you get back to the grind, everything goes smoothly till you enter the break room and see Don resting there.

“Don?! Are you ok?? Why are you here and not home??”

“Just being safe. Can’t risk leading the bat and his crew finding our home,” Don yawns stretching sending you a glare, “You didn’t distract Robin very well…”

“I’m sorry Don. I really am, but he’s just a kid I would never fight him. I couldn’t,” you take a deep breath trying to calm down your heart, “I- the kids they-“

Don reaches his hand out to you causing you to flinch and shut up fast. Your older brother frowns his anger disappearing, he pulls his hand away keeping it to his chest. His eyes become more gentle and sad, they remind you of how his eyes use to be when you two were kids. Well when he was a kid. You’re still a kid.

“No, no don’t apologize. I shouldn’t have expected you to do such a thing. The littlies need you far more than they need me. And…” he shakes his head trying to center his thoughts, “And I, I shouldn’t be dragging you into danger. The littlies might not need me, but you do. You don’t need to be so on edge you constantly flinch…”

You pull your older brother into a tight hug, clinging onto him afraid this version of him will disappear if you let go. Don hugs you back tighter trying to hold back his tears as he mumbles apologies to you.

“If I don’t act right, know it’s not on you, and it never will be,” Don blinks away the tears and pulls away yawning, “Alright see ya bro. I have to go dig up our money! We’ll be living like kings for a bit. I can imagine all the good food we can eat.”

“Yeah…ok. Tonight though we need to have a talk with the littlies as well.”

“Huh? What’s the talk about? You never bring up big stuff to them.”

“I, I found out I’m technically your guys half brother. I found out a couple of days ago…”

“Half or not you’re still my baby brother I do not care. And I know the littlies won’t care either so don’t worry too much about it,” Don shrugs.

You can’t help but sigh relieved, “Yeah, thanks. Now leave I have to work.”

“Alright alright I’m going. But I’ll still be there tonight at home for the talk,” Don goes to walk out the gas station but stops, “Wait than who’s you biological dad?”

“….Bruce Wayne….”

“How the fuck did mom accomplish that?”

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Damian walks into the public high school confidently having studying the layout before hand to know exactly where to go. All of his classes line up with your brother Jamie, it helps the two are the same age. Walking into the first class of the day he clocks Jamie right away sitting in the corner looking through the window towards some random tree spacing out. Damian sits in the seat next to him, the kid who usually sits there tries to make a fuse but one glare from Damian and he backs off

“What the hell do you want man?” Jamie sighs and turns to look at him, “I can feel your eyes burrowing into me.”

“I simply want to become close to you is all, we have similar vibes and I’m new here. I’d thought you’d be the best choice friend wise.”

“Oh uh chill I guess. You’re rather blunt and upfront, I like that. You don’t bullshit like some of the other kids here. I’m Jamie.”

“Damian, how long have you lived here?”

“Fuck um let me think, only a few months. I think like three or four. I guess it’s pretty obvious I’m not from here is it? I don’t got that ‘Gotham vibe’ yet.”

“Correct, you seem more affected by the stuff that happens here.”

“Don’t think I can get use to it ever, I mean we literally have to have safety drills for the Joker and other idiot villains…I miss my old town even if it was shit we didn’t have any villains.”

Damian hums to acknowledge him, as the teacher walks in to start class. Later during lunch Damian follows Jamie outside to the courtyard walking to the metal fence that the middle school shares with the high school. The young robin spots Davy talking with Tulip through the fence.

“Yo, who the heck is that following you?” Davy chimes up turning to the two of them.

Tulip waves, “Hi there new person!!”

“Tulip, Davy, this is Damian. Damian these are my younger siblings,” Jamie walks to stand on the other side of tulip leaning against the fence, “He’s new here, so I’m hanging with him.”

“Oh ok, um wassup?” Davy looks his way occasionally feeling too awkward to look hold eye contact.

“He smells fancy,” Tulip chimes up staring at Damian, “Hmmm, hmmm…you got brother’s resting face.”

The two boys nod staring at Damian, Jamie steps up to him.

“You good man? Everything ok at home?”

“Yes, why would you ask such a thing?” Damian huffs a little.

Jamie scratches the back of his neck, “Don’t mean anything by that, you just have the same tired look as our brother is all.”

“I’m just a busy person with clubs and sport activities is all.”

“Oh sick, how’s the soccer team here?” Davy’s eyes light up, “I mean if you’re apart of the team here. I was thinking of signing up, but I wasn’t sure.”

“It’s reasonable, not the best in this school district, but good enough.”

“You should do it Davy!” Tulip reaches through the fence patting her brother’s back.

“Yeah, yeah! I’ll have to go sign up later on today?”

“Wait does it cost money?” Jamie’s question brings the joyful mood down a peg.

“I don’t know, I’ll ask. I hope it doesn’t.”

“I’m sure it doesn’t,” Tulip’s voice tries to keep a joyful tone, “I mean the school makes money from the games! So hopefully that pays for it!”

“True true, if not I can always just play in the park,” Davy sighs leaning back against the fence.

“Why not ask your parents for the money?” Damian ask, carefully examining them for their reactions.

“We would, but you know money is a bit tight. I mean we live in Gotham after all both the cheapest and most expensive place to live depending on the area,” Jamie speaks calmly and naturally.

If Damian wasn’t as well trained as he is, he wouldn’t be able to tell that Jamie was holding back the partial truth.

“I see. Well if it turns out that money is needed to sign up, I’m happy to help out.”

The three look at him surprised, Jamie’s shock turns into suspicious quickly.

“What’s the catch?”

“No catch, just want to help out a friend is all.”

The two stare at each other for a while in silence before the teen sighs breaking eye contact.

“Well fine then, thanks Damian. You’re pretty chill I guess.”

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“I’m still not over mom somehow sleeping with the Brucie Bruce.”

“Out of everything that’s happened that’s the thing you’re hung up on?” You roll your eyes as the two of you walk to pick up the littlies.

Don walks ahead and turns to walk backwards so he can face you still, “Uh yeah! I mean I always suspected she did cheat due to how dad treated you specifically and how mom…how she…well anyways I always had a feeling we didn’t share the same dad. And now that I’m thinking about it you do kinda got Bruce’s face a bit at least structure wise where your eyes and nose are.”

“That sounds so weird when you explain it like that.”

“Eh fair. Guess that means the littlies and you will be living with them?”

“I don’t know, I was going to wait till we were all together to bring up the subject. Bruce wants to meet everyone. Plus you could live there too if he does invite us.”

“I don’t know, I’m not a kid like you guys. I can’t just be snatched up and adopted plus how would I do my schemes if I was stuck in some rich man’s place,” he turns back around his back facing you.

“…I don’t want us to be separated.”

“I don’t too. But you gotta be realistic about this what’s the likelihood they’d let me in. Especially since my first impression was not the best.”

“Yeah, but you’re still my brother. I’m sure I can convince them by being stubborn about it.”

“Oh yeah, you’re so smart tiger!”

“Don’t call me tiger in public it’s embarrassing,” you grumble looking away.

“You have no idea how tempting it is to poke you so your tiger ears come out. I always like seeing them fold back it’s so silly.”

“You, I ugh! Get over here so I can bite you to pieces!”

Don laughs and runs ahead as you chase him laughing as well. Once the two of you make it in front of the schools you two calm down and wait. Soon the two of you spot the littlies walking out the school, seeing another kid with them.

“Oh, lookie lookie, our baby brothers finally made a friend!” Don walks to them and you follow waving over to Tulip seeing her skip out the door of the middle school. You ruffle her hair making the young girl giggle. Turning to the boys, Davy and Jamie are pushing Don for teasing them. When your eyes lock with Damian you feel your breath hitch, recognizing him as the Damian Wayne. And he’s just looking at you so intently eager to talk to you. He’s your half brother, you look away feeling a little awkward.

“Bye bye, Damian. See you tomorrow!” Tulip hugs the boy before rushing back to your side, “Can we go home now, I’m hungry.”

“Oh, yeah,” You whistle getting your siblings’ attention, “Let’s go I’m making spaghetti tonight. First one to get done with their homework get’s extra garlic bread.”

The littlies run off ahead Don following after them, leaving you alone with Damian.

“I haven’t told them yet, I will be telling them tonight. Can I ask did Bruce put you up to this?”

Damian walks a bit closer to you, “No, this was my own choice. I wanted to get to know your half siblings so we can get along better as a family.”

“Ok, won’t lie it’s a little weird seeing you guys sneak more into my life. But you’re a kid,” You look back at him, “And another baby brother of mine. Even if things don’t work out with Bruce and all don’t be afraid to give me a call. I’ll see you tomorrow when I pick up the littlies. Be safe.”

You ruffle Damian’s hair, hand him your number, and run off to catch up with your siblings. Damian watches you go fixing his hair, with a proud feeling in his chest growing at the fact you’re his brother.

Once at home and sitting with everyone eating, you take a deep breath and sit up. Don matches your vibe sitting up straight, the littlies look up from their food feeling a little anxious.

“What’s happening?” Davy’s eyes bounce from you to Don.

“I have something I need to tell you all about. Don already knows, and now that Tulip is back from her sleepover it’s best to discuss this thing with y’all now. I found out a few days ago that I’m your half brother and that my biological father is alive, and wants to get to know all of us this Saturday.”

“What!” Jamie stands up confuse, “How did you find this out? Who is the guy?”

“It was by accident, I got a little hurt the doctors looked for who my guardians could be and that’s how I found out. And how I met him. As for my biological father he’s Bruce Wayne.”

“HUH?!” The three littlies all look at you in shock.

Don chimes up before you can speak, “It’s a big weird thing to think about, but on the bright side he can adopt you three when he legally claims custody over tiger here. Y’all will be living in a huge mansion!”

“What do you mean by that Don? He can’t just claim our brother as his kid like that!” Jamie huffs.

“He’s not going to take you from us, is he?” Tulip’s voice wavers.

“No, no, honey. Honey he won’t and couldn’t take me from you guys not at all,” You rush to the three and pull them into a tight hug nuzzling them, “I’d only allow that if he’d take everyone in. And that him and the others will treat you all well.”

Davy’s grips tightens on you, claws start to form digging into your skin. You click your tongue and Don gets up and close the window’s blinds and curtains. He then walks over and joins the group hug. Letting go you turn into your tiger form nuzzling Davy’s cheek letting the boy calm down and go into his own animal form, a wolf. You lay down and Davy flops against you, the others joining.

“Are you guys up for meeting the Wayne’s this Saturday?”

The littlies talk between themselves before Jamie chimes up, “Fine we will, only for the free food.”

“That kid Damian you three made friends with is Bruce’s kid. He’s my half brother.”

“THAT EXPLAINS HIS FACE!” Tulip sits up.

“Ah that was in my ears Tups,” Jamie groans.

“Sorry Jamie.”

Davy lifts up his wolf face before moving his paws to lay more comfortably on top of you. “So he’s trying to get to know us on purpose, cause we’re your siblings?”

“I figure, but he said he wants to get to know y’all, so that way you guys get along,” you nuzzle

“Right, well if he tries stealing you he’s going to have to get through us,” Jamie huffs trying to appear bigger, “Even if my power isn’t awake yet, I can still beat any rich kid’s ass.”

“Be nice Jamie, it’s a big change for him too. All I ask is you give him a chance like you did before. If he pulls some shit then you can jump him.”

Jamie mumbles a fine as Don stands up, “On that note, guess what I bought today!”

“It better not be slime! That was a pain to clean out the carpets,” you growl.

Don shoves a bag he’s holding in the trash can, before quickly opening the freezer, “No of course not, I got us ice cream!”

You watch the littlies rush over to grab themselves some, as you continue to lay down feeling hopeful that things won’t be too crazy this weekend. Though you do make a mental note to yourself to take out the trash, so Don doesn’t bring the slime back into the house.

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A/n: i decided to save Tulip’s moment for another chapter, anyways I hope you enjoy chapter 3! I wanted more cute moments with the family

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Another sneak peak of chapter 3, I love Tulip and her jambled up feelings for her older brother reader

Damian gets to see it in his attempt to get closer through your younger siblings

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A little sneak peak at chapter 3 of the tiger fic

I’m so obsessed with tiger reader right now lol I’m sorry bird reader!!

Though if the two readers did meet each other, tiger reader would adopted bird reader into their family

Also I’m working on a request as well that will come out whenever it’s done I can’t make promises on the due date apologies

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The Tiger among bats

Chapter 2

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Deep breaths that’s all you need. It’s not like Bruce Wayne and Dick Grayson are standing in front of you. One of them very mad you ran away from him. You’re going to have a heart attack you swear.

“Why the jacket? It’s the middle of July,” Dick chimes up speaking more gentle to you.

You keep your arms still, even though you badly want to hide them. You just need to tell them something partially true, “It’s a comfort thing. I don’t feel comfortable not wearing one.”

Your voice keeps steady. Don’t react, don’t show nothing, you tell yourself.

“Why did you jump out the car?” Bruce huffs. He doesn’t want to be upset, but after having the night he just had yesterday he’s feeling tense. Your records are little to none theres your birth certificate, one incident report from your old elementary school, then your mother’s death certificate.

“I don’t need a father like I said before. Plus I had things to do at home that night. I can’t just leave whilly nilly. And no I’m not coming with you tonight either or ever. My focus is at home and my job.”

You stand your ground as Dick’s phone goes off. He shows it to Bruce, the man sighs looking back to you.

“You could have told me you have siblings you need to take care of.”

You growl as soon as he brings them up, you have to force your body to stay calm. To not tiger out everywhere, but it’s hard. Your claws poke out, your teeth sharpen a tiny bit.

“That’s cause they’re none of your business.”

Dick raises his hands in a take a deep breath motion. You do reluctantly.

“I understand being protective over family. But we can help you and your siblings if you’re struggling,” Bruce speaks calmly trying to put you at ease, “I’m not going to do you any harm, I promise you. Your siblings and you will be safe.”

He looks at you with gentleness, like an actual father is supposed too, but it feels weird. You back up out of instinct scared for a second he’ll lunge out at you.

“I…I can’t. I can’t,” you grab onto one of your sleeves fiddling with it, “I can’t trust you just like that.”

Dick takes a step closer to the counter holding out his hand for you, “I understand buddy, you’ve gone through a lot. But things won’t get better if you don’t give it a chance. I know this may seem strange, but if holding my hand helps you, then it’s yours to hold little brother.”

You feel your eyes start to water, little brother…it makes you feel so small hearing that, but in a good way. Like you’re safe. You slowly reach out to take his hand, when Don comes busting in.

“Bro! I had an idea but I need your-who the hell are these two?” Don huffs sizing up Bruce and Dick.

You pull your hand away quickly your eyes lock with Don. Your guard up high again, “Bruce and his son. They just wanted to check in on me is all.”

“Huh why? Everything ok?”

“Everything is fine Don, they just paid for something for me as a charity thing is all,” lying about your health and injuries came very naturally to you after years of experience.

“That’s nice, whatcha pay for?”

“His leg, he was shot in it,” Bruce’s tone sharpens a tad, you don’t know if it’s cause of Don’s sudden appearance, the fact that he didn’t know what had happened to you, or maybe it’s all of that and the fact you’re lying right now.

Don looks over at you, concern written all over his eyes, he takes a breath blinks and waves it off, “Thanks about that, you doing good now bro?”

“I’m doing fine. Now write what you came to ask me about,” you hand Don a piece of paper and a pen. He jumps onto the side counter away from the register and starts writing. Looking back to Bruce and Dick, you can see Dick’s eyes twitch a little, “Can we discuss more about this later? I need to attend to my brother first and whatever he wants. I’ll be working here tomorrow at 7:30 am if you want to talk in person. Here’s my number, I can’t promise I’ll answer right away.”

You write down your number handing it to Dick since he’s closer.

“Of course, have a nice day,” Bruce shakes your hand and starts walking away Dick following after him. Leaving you and Don alone.

“Whatever crazy scheme you’re planning I’m not doing it.”

“You didn’t even read the plan yet! Also why’d you give them your number?”

“I’ll explain tomorrow once everyone is home.”

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Dick sighs, his face scrunching up a bit. When Bruce had told everyone about you he couldn’t believe it for a second. Especially when he told them you jumped out of the car to escape, but seeing you now in person…he’s not too surprise by the fact you fled yesterday. You’re very guarded but you’re also easy to read at least the general overview of you.

Looking at the documents they have of you Dick can’t help but feel bad, “I’m assuming he’s probably not even in school like he should be. Too busy being the only one taking care of everyone. Which explains his lack of records.”

Your siblings records besides Don have been much easier to acquire and find than yours. Don…Dick couldn’t believe you’re related to that man, he doesn’t know much about him. But the fact he didn’t even freak out when they told him you got shot irks him. Whenever Jason, Tim, Damian, any of his siblings really get hurt Dick’s always trying to make sure they rest or are at the very least ok. But him, he just shrugged it off! You’re hurting bad right now not just physically, but mentally too, he can tell.

“Dick, don’t be rash. If you go too fast with the kid, he’ll end up running away. Go slow like you did before he was very close to trusting us,” Bruce’s words cut through his thoughts, “We’ll send him a small message and wait for him to respond.”

“Right, I’ll scout out his apartment at the very least. So we can see his living situation,” Dick rubs the back of his neck, “Then depending on what we find out it can help us with getting him to move in faster with his siblings.”

Bruce nods watching Dick head off to the more sketchy part of Gotham. He just hopes you don’t get caught up in anything stupid.

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“This is so stupid, how did you even convince me to do this again,” you grumble pinching the bridge of your nose. You’re sitting besides your sibling and his gang on some random rooftop.

Don pats your shoulder, “Cause I said robbing the joker’s little place where he’s hiding money we wouldn’t have to worry about rent for a couple of months.”

“Right listen Don I have to tell you something before things get crazy-“

“Alright everyone get in your places! Four of you will work on making an entrance for us, everyone else some good old punches, and you’ll work on getting the cash. Now move it!” Don puts on a lion mask, as he and his men climb down rushing towards the building.

“Every fucking time,” You let out a large groan transforming into your tiger form following after the group of idiots. You don’t want anyone knowing your face. As soon as they bust down the door to the Joker’s random building fighting breaks out. Joker’s henchmen with your brother’s gang transformed into random animals. Mostly wolves and a couple of mountain lions. Teeth damage faster than a punch or a crowbar, they’re quick to return the damage with guns and muscles. Running through the chaos sniffing close to the ground you follow the scent of cash towards a metal door. You bite onto the door handle and rip the door off its hinges tossing it to the side, at some random henchmen. Don runs over and starts taking as much cash as he can fit into bags before tying them to you.

You growl hearing something looking up to your right, there stands Batman and Robin. Don looks up seeing who you’re growling at and whistles for the gang to run. He grabs one more bag of money before jumping onto your back. You run after the others as the vigilante duo jumps down following after you two.

“Didn’t think the bats would come for a little robbery of the Joker,” Don hums as you grab one of Joker’s henchmen and tossing them at Batman. “Keep your eyes in front of you, car incoming!”

You jump onto one of the railing in the building confused what Don means. As the Joker drives right into the building’s wall. He steps out dust himself off and starts talking to the vigilante duo. Don and you don’t say anything just slowly sneaking off the railing and out the giant hole in the wall. Running off as soon as you’re not in earshot only for Robin to jump ahead of you two.

“Guess Robin wanted his own prey,” Don grumbles staring down at the young boy.

Seeing him for the first time in person you never realized how young Robin is till now. He’s looks like he’s not that much older than Tulip, it makes your throat dry up thinking of some kid fighting crime. Damian’s eyes bounce between you and Don, though mostly looking at you in your fluffy form.

“Lion, you’ll return the money now,” he takes out a katana, “It belongs to the bank.”

“Hmm nah, go on get him,” Don stops himself from almost saying your name, “Go tiger!”

You look at him like he’s grown three heads. He’s not really expecting you to fight Robin?! To fight a literal kid! Yeah he can definitely kick your ass and all, but you’re not going to attack a kid that’s not who you are. You can’t let him take Don in though, you grumble and buck Don off of you as well as the money. Letting him run off the bags, while you circle Damian. You’re just going to distract the kid is all. Damian carefully watched your movements bracing himself for an attack, but when nothing comes he goes to test something. Taking a step towards Don’s direction you instantly jump over him to block his path growling at him.

“Wrong move,” Damian moves again and as you go to block his path he jukes you. Vaulting over you he runs after Don, so you give chase. You’re catching up to him fast seeing the young Robin pull out what you assume is a grappling hook you pick up the pace. Tackling him to the ground, only for the kid to flip you! You roar landing on your bad left leg awkwardly, opening up the stitches on your leg.

You hold back a whine as you sit up to look at the damage. You don’t notice the young boy stopping when he sees you aren’t following him. You stand up and start limping your way to somewhere safer, you’re not going to get even more hurt just for Don. You have to worry about the others first, they still need you.

“Stop.”

You stop and turn to Damian he storms over to you quickly taking out a medical kit.

“If you bite me I am knocking you out,” the young boy yanks your back leg and starts stitching it back close, “Bastard taking an injured animal with him for some dumb robbery. You should be resting at home. Not here.”

Your ears relax as you look at him chuckling to yourself. You place your big nose against his head nuzzling him as thanks. The boy just pushes your face away gently, before getting up and leaving after he’s done. He reminds you of Jamie. You quickly run off the long way home to be safe. Once you’re in a good walking distance to your place and smell no one around you transform back to a human and act natural. Though as you get closer to your place you do pick up on a faint smell that stands out harshly. It smells like that guy Dick from this morning was here earlier today.

You growl to yourself, “I shouldn’t be surprised they know my address it’s on the littlies school paperwork. I’m going to rip into then when I see them.”

Walking into the apartment complex you relax a tiny bit smelling none of their scents in the place. You open the door quietly to not disturb your younger brothers in their room, before collapsing on the couch passing out from exhaustion. You stayed up way too late tonight. After only an hour you wake up to your alarm to get breakfast ready for the family…

“I’m going to hang myself I swear,” you grumble into your pillow exhausted.

‧₊˚ ཐི⋆𓆩ᗢ𓆪⋆ཋྀ ˚₊‧⁺ ‧₊˚ ཐི⋆𓆩ᗢ𓆪⋆ཋྀ ˚₊‧⁺ ‧₊˚ ཐི⋆𓆩ᗢ𓆪⋆ཋྀ ˚₊‧⁺ ‧₊˚

A/N: I got this done faster than clipped bird…so I’m going to post it first! Still trying to figure out how I want to end clipped bird I won’t lie >.<

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Ok, I will make a part 2 to Tiger among bats, due to popular demand lol

The golden and white color scheme is how I imagine Tiger reader looking

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The tiger among bats

Cw child abuse, neglect, death

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‧₊˚ ཐི⋆𓆩ᗢ𓆪⋆ཋྀ ˚₊‧⁺ ‧₊˚ ཐི⋆𓆩ᗢ𓆪⋆ཋྀ ˚₊‧⁺ ‧₊˚ ཐི⋆𓆩ᗢ𓆪⋆ཋྀ ˚₊‧⁺ ‧₊˚

Today is just another normal day for you, you wake up get your brother’s medicine ready for him, then go downstairs and make your siblings breakfast. It’s not a usual routine a eleven year old would have, but it’s yours. And someone has to take care of everyone not like your parents would. Your father is an alcoholic asshole, your mother is…complicated. She’s the best mother your siblings can have sort of…she is nice to them at the very least. But she definitely isn’t the one raising them she rather drink and smoke than be ‘mom.’ You just wish she’d show you the same love, you don’t know why but she just hates your guts hurting you as much as your guys father when the others weren’t around. It’s why you even wear long sleeves in the first place, to hide the scars.

You have four siblings, Don who’s 17, Jamie’s 9, Davy‘s 8, and finally little Tulip who just turned 6. Don has always been sickly born with some rare issue, there’s days where he feels like he’s on the top of the world, then others where he catches a fever for just being outside. Grabbing everyone’s food you carefully balance it as you walk into your siblings and you’s shared room.

The smell of food wakes them up eagerly you smile handing them their food. Before walking over to Don laying his food on his lap, checking his temperature.

“Heh, hey what did I tell you about doing that?” Don lets out a little chuckle, “I’m fine really, I didn’t have a fever last night I won’t have one now.”

“Nothing bad comes from double checking.”

Don ruffles your hair, he gives you a playful smile, but his eyes always hold guilt whenever he looks at you. Feeling guilty that he’s unable to step up as the eldest, that you’re taking charge of everything. You should be some silly kid, not acting like you’re an adult. A scream rings out throughout the house.

“Who left their shit in my chair?!”

The three youngest run over to Don’s bed to hide. You stand up walking to the door, your older brother grabs your wrist.

“Don’t he’s just going to hurt you.”

“I rather him hurt me than any of you four, you know he won’t be satisfied till one of us is on the floor. I’ll be fine, just finish your food and get ready for school while I’m gone,” you tug your hand free and walk downstairs taking a deep breath to face the music.

“I shouldn’t be surprised it was you, you little shit,” your father growls stomping over to you, “You ain’t my son so of course you’re always going to be a pain in the ass.”

You go on autopilot seeing him raise his hands when you’re brought back into your body, you’re on the floor sore from the beating, alone. Standing up checking the time, you sigh happy to see your siblings and you aren’t late for school. You rush upstairs clean yourself up quickly, and walk your siblings to your schools. You’re thankful Don’s high school is next to the elementary school. Even at school though you don’t let your guard down constantly ready for any of your siblings to run to you, if some kid was picking on them so you can teach the kid a lesson. Least it’s easier than home anything is easier than that.

The day your mom died everything feels surreal, it’s just been a month from Tulip’s birthday. And here you are watching people take her away. She passed away due to her bad health from all the alcohol, you aren’t surprise. You shut out your feelings, focusing on your siblings to comfort them. Even though she hurt you so badly, your heart still aches at her death.

When the people left your father grabs Don’s arm dragging him and his backpack to the door. You rush over to stop him from hurting your brother, he kicks you into the side table. Opening the door he kicks Don out of the house.

“With the ball and chain gone, I don’t need to keep you around. Get out of here freeloader!”

He locks the door and lays on the couch picking up his drink from the floor. You slowly stand up wincing and rush to the window watching your brother hobble away from the house leaving your siblings and you behind. You don’t blame him. Who wants to be in this hell hole anyways.

For the next four years you continue to raise your siblings, you continue to take all the pain from your guys father for them. Any time any of them could get in trouble you take the blame without hesitation even if it meant you’d be laying on the floor bleeding from a busted lip. You’d do it over and over again if it means they’re safe. Plus you’re 15 now, you’re able to handle it more it’s what you tell your siblings so they don’t feel guilty every time they see your bruised face.

You hate leaving the house if your siblings are still in it, but you had to step out tonight you need to get some food with the money you stole from some classmates. As you walk to the house you hear Tulip scream, you bust down the door rushing in to see your father raising his hand to hit your little sister. Your brothers banging on the basement door trying to get out.

You don’t remember what happens next, what you do know is you’re sitting on your father’s dead body, blood dripping from your lips and hands. Your father’s body mangled on the ground like an animal ripped into him. Your brothers and baby sister look at you at first scared before rushing to you and hugging you tightly. You hug them back tightly. You four look up hearing the sounds of someone walking in. Don, he looks different way more put together, stronger even, a smile across his face. He chuckles rubbing the back of his head.

“Damn, you beat me to it bud,” he walks over and kneels down ruffling your hair, “Looks like you got mama’s gift too.”

“What?”

“Don’t worry about it, I’ll explain when I get you four home. Go ahead and go to the car, I’ll make sure no one finds his body.”

“I want answers now, please Don.”

“Mama gave us a gift with her blood. It’s what made me strong when I found out my gift. This is yours.”

He presses his finger right where your heart would be, and you transform into a white and gold tiger.

“It fits you perfectly. I can make people animals, but can never be one. You though are an animal by default natural as they come. A natural protector.”

‧₊˚ ཐི⋆𓆩ᗢ𓆪⋆ཋྀ ˚₊‧⁺ ‧₊˚ ཐི⋆𓆩ᗢ𓆪⋆ཋྀ ˚₊‧⁺ ‧₊˚ ཐི⋆𓆩ᗢ𓆪⋆ཋྀ ˚₊‧⁺ ‧₊˚

Two years later your family and you moved to Gotham. Granted the little ass town y’all came from was never perfect, but you still couldn’t believe Don made y’all move to Gotham, crime central! You love your older brother you deeply do, it just frustrates you that you seem to still be the only adult around here. He’s 23 for goodness sake and here you are 17 still making dinner, cleaning your family’s small apartment, making sure your siblings get to school on time, tutoring them, and most importantly of all making sure they don’t get wrapped up in Don’s circle.

Ever since he came back he’s always felt off to you, like he’s not the same brother you remember from when you were 11. Committing small crimes to then bigger ones with the help of a group of thugs he made friends with. Giving them the strength of animals so he can control them. Every time you ask him beg him to stop he refuses. Saying he’s doing what’s best for the family. You want to believe it. But you just can’t. You’re happy he doesn’t have any of his ‘friends’ come over especially since last time one did try walking in you mauled them horribly. You don’t want any of his shit rubbing off on the other three.

You’ve done the best you can dropping out of school to work to help pay for the apartment. Plus to be able to be there for the three when school’s over. They make Gotham more bearable for you.

Well as bearable as it can be when some idiot is pointing a gun at your coworker’s face. The criminal is shaking demanding money from the cash register. Working at a gas station you shouldn’t be too surprise someone is robbing the place, your coworker a born and raised Gotham kid isn’t. They’re just already opening the register to give the man money. Your eyes focus on the man’s fingers they’re twitching over the trigger. Sneaking behind the man the moment his finger moves off the trigger you strike him with the broom you’re holding. The man falls down into the counter shooting at your leg. You toss the broom right at him like it’s a spear, just barely missing his head stabbing into the counter. The man runs away seeing that scared.

Your coworker grabs the phone calling emergency services, you’re confused at first till you feel wetness on your left leg. Looking down you see your leg is bleeding fast, the adrenaline stops you from feeling the pain.

“Dammit, least it’s the weekend,” you take off your work apron making a make shift tourniquet.

“You really shouldn’t have done that, he would have left if given the money,” your coworker chimes up.

“Nah, he wouldn’t, if he was his finger wouldn’t constantly be on the trigger. I rather have him shot me than a kid like you.”

“You’re only a year older than me.”

You just hum, you feel older. You forget you’re still 17 sometimes. The paramedics rush in and take you into the ambulance. You stay silent as they tend to you, besides a few basic questions they ask you. You’re just hoping you can go home soon and that the bill wouldn’t be much to pay off. You blink and next thing you know you’re sitting in the hospital a doctor in front of you. Two police officers standing next to him waiting to take a report from you.

“Is there anyone we can call? A parent or guardian for you?” The doctor speaks so gently to you.

You shuffle awkwardly technically Don is your guardian not legally but he is. There’s no way you’re going to get him involve with this, you don’t want to think how upset he’s going to be that you got caught up with police. Just cause you got shot. You shrug and the doctor sighs.

The police officer with a beard chimes up, “Can you tell us what happened, son?”

“I was working, guy came in pulled out a gun at my coworker. I snuck up behind him and beat him with a broom. He shot me, I tossed the broom, and he ran. That’s it. That’s all that happened.”

“We’ll have to take a dna sample to find your parents, if you don’t tell us who they are.”

You sigh and shrug, you’re not too worried your parents are dead so it’s not like it’s going to go anywhere. They take the swap and leave. Lying down on the hospital bed you wait, till one of the doctors arrive and bring you to a private section of the hospital. Confusion fills your body, what’s going on? You hate uncertainty you hate the unexpected, it makes your body feel tense.

One of the doctors walk in with a man in a fancy suit and slick back hair. Bruce Wayne. No that cant be! Maybe he’s just a look away doctor, or or if it is him this is probably just some charity thing paying for a kid’s medical bill. Yeah that’s it. The doctor leaves the two of you alone and you awkwardly tap your fingers across your legs.

“So uh, are you just a look alike Bruce Wayne doctor? I was told my leg wasn’t too bad, did something change?”

“No. I’m really Bruce Wayne. It’s nice to meet you officially, I didn’t know you existed I’m sorry for that, son,” his voice is distant cold, but you can tell he’s still shock at the news of your existence.

“Son? No no no no. You can’t be my dad. My real dad is dead he…I…” you shut down looking to the side, everything makes more sense now. Your dad saying you’re not his son, your mom hurting you and not your siblings everything clicks. “Actually that makes a lot of sense now looking back at things.”

What are you going to tell your siblings. How are they even going to react. You don’t want to leave them for some stranger. Maybe you can get Bruce to also take them in. At least your younger siblings, but who knows if he’ll actually agree to it. How he would treat them. He’s a stranger, you can’t trust him. You can’t let anything bad happen to your family.

“The doctor says it’s ok to release you into my care. Come I’ll take you home. We have a lot to discuss.”

You follow after Bruce trying to keep your cool, but your mind keeps going crazy. He’s bigger than you, he’s stronger than you. He could hurt your siblings, he could hurt you. Your mind zones into the sounds of his footsteps, all you can think about is your father. The pain, the bruises, the scream, it’s all you can hear, all you can feel. You can’t react you can’t show anything. It will just make him angry. You have to be still it will make it end sooner. You have to, you have to, you have to.

The sound of the car door shutting snaps you back into reality. You look around seeing you’re in a fancy car, Bruce in the front seat driving it away from the hospital. Maybe you can ask him to just not worry about you. It’ll be easier that way. You don’t need another father.

“Excuse me Bruce?”

“Yes.”

“Listen I’m like a year away from being 18. I um am not currently looking for a father. I have everything in my life handled and I’d prefer it if we go out separate ways.”

Bruce stays silent for a while, he’s a silent thinker like you. Maybe that’s where you get it from.

“I know this is complicated, a lot is going on. A lot of new things is happening. You want to go, but you’re my responsibility and you’re hurt. So as of now I want you to heal and soak in all the news. We’ll discuss more later.”

Fuck. You can’t stay. You have to go home and make dinner after all. And you don’t want to be here! Looking at the door you take a deep breath, about to do something you’ve never done before. You’re just glad that you heal fast thanks to your blood. You quickly unbuckle yourself and open the car door jumping out of the vehicle as it moves tucking and rolling. Bruce stops the car instantly getting out seeing you book it into some alleyway to escape. As soon as you turn the corner into the alleyway seeing no one is around you transform into your tiger form. Using your new form you jump over the back wall of the alleyway, once you land on the ground you hear Bruce turn the corner into the alley.

You run like your life depends on it, your back left leg aching from the pain. But you don’t stop until you’re climbing into your apartment using the fire exit. Stumbling out of your form and through the window you catch your breath.

“Dude what the fuck? Are you ok?” Jamie rushes over grabbing your shoulder.

You smile and ruffle his hair, standing up to put him at ease, “I’m ok, just got a lot of energy had to let my tiger out a bit. I’ll be in the kitchen to make dinner.”

“Ok…you sure you’re ok? You’re limping.”

“Shit,” you almost forgot about that, “Eh, I’ll be fine. Just sore from not stretching properly before running. I’m sorry for worrying you kiddo.”

“Ugh don’t apologize for the stuff, I’m 15 I can handle you pulling a muscle or whatever.”

“Haha yeah, I forget you’re so big now. I keep thinking you’re just my baby tiny brother,” you squish his cheeks.

He screeches, “Nooo stop, I’m not a baby anymore!”

“You’ll forever be my baby brother.”

“I’m going to hang out with Davy!”

“Haha ok, I’ll call you guys for dinner.”

He nods storming off to his room. The rest of the night goes normally, you lay down on the couch smiling to yourself. Now you’re away from Bruce your life can be normal again. Plus hopefully he’ll just forget you. Your life is going to be normal, least your normal.

In the morning you walk your sister Tulip over to her friend’s place for a sleep over drop her off. And walk the two hours to your job back at the gas station. You start cleaning up any mess still left from yesterday, and switch places with the graveyard shift. You start restocking the items behind the counter when you hear the bell ring.

“Howdy, howdy, how are you doing tod-oh…” you turn seeing Bruce standing there Dick Grayson beside him, “I forgot they probably told you where I worked.”

“Yes, they did. We have a lot to talk about. And this time there’s no car for you to jump out of.”

Dick stays silent examining you from the head down. His eyes focus on your jacket, it wouldn’t be too weird that you’re wearing one, if it wasn’t summer. You should have just called in sick today.

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A/N: this was just for fun really. I had this little idea and decided to write it ‘like wouldn’t it be fun if Batman’s kid could have tiger powers’ so here we are. Clipped Bird will be next this is just a little filler to feed y’all after being gone for so long

Tiger reader: I can handle anything

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Tiger reader: -screams in father figure terror-

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Clipped Bird Chapter 4

Chapter 1, ch 2, ch 3, current, 5 the end

‧₊˚ ཐི⋆𓆩ᗢ𓆪⋆ཋྀ ˚₊‧⁺ ‧₊˚ ཐི⋆𓆩ᗢ𓆪⋆ཋྀ ˚₊‧⁺ ‧₊˚ ཐི⋆𓆩ᗢ𓆪⋆ཋྀ ˚₊‧⁺ ‧₊˚

Waking up, your body feels heavy. Looking around you shoot up in your bed, seeing you’re in your old room. You’re in the mansion, Jason fucking kidnapped you that jerk. Getting up you try opening the door, but it’s locked; huffing you look around your room hoping there is some object to help you. Though after a few minutes of searching you find nothing, which isn’t surprising knowing them. This is such a nightmare, hopefully Alfred can come help you out of this, or at least talk some sense into the others.

Listening in your ears picks up the sounds of footsteps, immediately you hide in the shadows. The door opens and Damian steps in, using the opportunity you sneak out. The door slams close behind you and you can hear the younger robin looking around your room for you. Quickly you move, keeping an eye out for the others especially when you hear them run over to your room.

Turning a corner you bump right into Alfred, his hands land on your shoulders keeping you still. Looking at him, you feel your breath hitch. You cling onto him tightly, shaking a bit and tearing up, he gently pets your head to soothe you.

“Please, help me get out of here. Please dad.”

Alfred’s grip on you tightens a bit, he’s glad you can’t see his face. The pain and conflict that his eyes can’t hide no matter how much he tries. He just wants to make sure you’re safe, but he hates to see you upset.

“I can’t, they have everything on lock down.”

“But I’m sneaky, can’t we do anything at all?”

“We always have a back up little bird,” Dick’s voice cuts through the air, “You scared the heck out of us with that disappearing act of yours. Glad you’re ok though. You really need to stop disappearing and reappearing.”

Turning around seeing Dick walk over to you, you hide behind Alfred. The butler holds his hand up, stopping him.

“You can’t rush them, you must give them time to readjust,” he holds your hand, rubbing his thumb against it, “You’ll only make things worse by rushing them.”

“Right, of course. How about I get you some food? Would you like that little bird?”

“No, leave me alone Richard.”

Dick clutches his heart in pain hearing you call him that, “Ok, ok, I’ll give you some space.”

Once he walks away, you peak your head out from behind Alfred. You play with his hand trying to calm yourself down, taking deep breath after deep breath.

“Let me guess, they put a tracker on me…”

Alfred nods, “They did, I’m sorry my dear.”

“If I have to interact with them, can you at least tell my friend Jenny I’m ok?”

“I can do that for you.”

You hug him again and tell him Jenny’s number, when you hear stomping coming closer. It’s Damian and he looks super upset probably from you locking him in your room, he huffs grabbing your arm.

“You’re coming with me, and you’re not getting out of hanging out with me.”

Alfred tries to chime up for you, but Damian is already dragging you away towards the living room. He makes you sit across from him Titus jumping onto your lap laying over you. Least he makes this more bearable. You cling onto the dog petting his shoulder and head.

“Why did you leave?”

You pause for a second thinking, your words didn’t get anywhere with Tim. But even if Damian is a pain in the ass with anger issues, he’s also a kid still. The least you can do is give him the truth. Give him what the others haven’t given to you, honest communication.

“Cause I didn’t feel like I belonged, except with Alfred of course,” you don’t look up at him, focusing on Titus to keep you steady, “To me I wasn’t family to any of you, so I blocked you from my heart to make the pain less. A part of me did want to stay for Alfred, but I didn’t want to be suffocated in this house of pain. It’s complicated Damian.”

“You know it’s because you’re not a vigilante, right?”

“I know it was to ’keep me safe’, but it doesn’t erase the pain. You can only tell yourself something for so long till it means nothing anymore.”

The boy huffs and pets Alfred the cat as he trots over. You’re glad he’s at least not arguing with you about it, maybe it’s cause this is the most open you’ve been with them. And he doesn’t want to fuck it up.

“I want to…” he grimaces, struggling to get the right words, “I still want to be your little brother.”

Your heart aches hearing that, you want to run away fear of being hurt, angry that now they want you in the family. But you so badly want to accept it. You screamed at Tim for trying to get you back to the family, but you can’t help but give Damian leeway due to his age. Plus at least he has always been honest about his feelings about you.

“…It’ll take time for me to let you in again. And I don’t know if I’ll ever be able to do that. Especially since y’all kidnapped me from my college and locked me in the house.”

“Well if you just talked with Tim and agreed to visit none of this would have happened,” he huffs and you swear the kid was pouting a bit.

“He was asking for a lot and I was emotionally not doing well. Plus he’s not a kid like you.”

He stares at you for a solid five seconds, “That means I’m the favorite, correct?”

You hold back a stiff laugh wiping your cheeks dry from the remaining wetness from your earlier emotions. It feels weird all of this even almost laughing like they hadn’t kidnapped you. But you’re feeling all over the place today anyways might as well cut yourself some slack. Jason walks in before you can answer Damian’s question, moving to sit besides you. You grumble and try to scoot away as much as you can with Titus in your lap. Damian gave his older brother a glare for interrupting the two of you.

“It’s good to have you back, little bird.”

“Yeah, ok. Uh,” you freeze up not sure what to say. You and Jason never really bonded too much together plus he always scared you when you were a kid.

“I know it’s awkward, but this is for you’re own good. It’s too dangerous out there for you to be by yourself.”

“Damian you’ll be my favorite if you kick Jason out of the room.”

“What?? I just got here, what did I do?!”

Damian grabs Jason trying to drag him away from you. Jason of course fights back and the two tussle for a bit, ending in Jason sitting on the floor and Damian sitting next to you.

“Eh good enough, thank you Damian.”

“Kid you can’t just sick Damian on us just cause you’re upset.”

Damian huffs, “You’re just jealous they like me more.”

“Shut you,” he looks back to you.

“And you can’t expect me to get over everything so fast, least of all after you kidnapped me, Jason Todd.”

“You were getting robbed, that school was obviously too dangerous for you to stay at.”

“That school was still something important to me! And you took it from me.”

“Tim already transferred your classes to online ones, you’ll still have it,” he sighs his hand running through his hair, “I get not liking Bruce or anyone, I’ve been there, I'm still there. But it will be easier for all of us if you don’t fight with us.”

You huff and look away, it’s easier being angry. To growl and snarl at them. But it’s so tiring too, it makes you feel drained. All you want right now is Jenny and Alfred.

“You let me talk to my best friend and then I’ll ‘relax’ a little…”

Jason stares down at you contemplating if he was actually going to let you talk to her or not. He grumbles out a ‘fine, I’ll see what I can do.’ Before ruffling your hair sitting down on the armrest next to you. You look at him confused expecting him to go now.

“First I’m going to spend time with you first before bringing your friend up to Bruce.”

“You son of a bit-“ you pausing holding back your tongue. The sooner you play into whatever they want the sooner you can see Jenny again. And find out how to escape your crazy family, or hopefully have them get hit with a reality stick, “Fine whatever, but you better do it soon Jason!”

“Of course I will. Now what do you like to watch anyways?” Jason picks up the remote turning on the tv.

“We can always watch animal planet,” Damian chimes up scooting closer to you.

“I uh, I’m fine with whatever just no sports please.”

“Not a sports fan?” Jason chimes up as he searches through the channels.

“No, it’s kinda boring for me.”

You turn a bit seeing Dick walk pass the doorway before stopping to look at you fully. He immediately pouts walking over to the three of you all together on the couch.

“How’s this fair,” he plops himself on the couch between you a Jason, safe to say you’re squished, “I want to spend time with you too.”

“Dick! Get off there’s not enough room on the couch for you,” Damian huffs.

But the eldest just squeezes the both of you in a tight hug. You grumble knowing Tim is probably going to join y’all as well. Speak of him and he appears, Tim pokes his head in and sits in front of the couch on his laptop still to work. It’s going to be a long day today.

‧₊˚ ཐི⋆𓆩ᗢ𓆪⋆ཋྀ ˚₊‧⁺ ‧₊˚ ཐི⋆𓆩ᗢ𓆪⋆ཋྀ ˚₊‧⁺ ‧₊˚ ཐི⋆𓆩ᗢ𓆪⋆ཋྀ ˚₊‧⁺ ‧₊˚

A/N: hello hi, it’s been a while. Tbh I got burnt out took a step back from writing chapter 4 and then completely forgot about it. But I’m back now and re engerized so here’s the second to last chapter.

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Announcement

Sorry chapter 4 will be delayed, had lots of stuff that came up so I couldn’t work on it. It will be released this week though so don’t worry!

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Saw this just to be safe I'll also be posting my stuff to Ao3 as well. That way this can be saved if tumblr disappears

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Hi guys. I’m not sure how long Tumblr is gonna be left around for, allegedly a large chunk of their staff was just laid off, and is not being replaced.

The website is apparently down to single digit workers, and we’re not sure how long they’ll keep us around.

Also, former employees are coming forward and saying to back up your blogs. Can we spread this so people are aware?

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Clipped Bird Chapter 3

Chapter 1, ch 2, current, ch 4, 5 the end

‧₊˚ ཐི⋆𓆩ᗢ𓆪⋆ཋྀ ˚₊‧⁺ ‧₊˚ ཐི⋆𓆩ᗢ𓆪⋆ཋྀ ˚₊‧⁺ ‧₊˚ ཐི⋆𓆩ᗢ𓆪⋆ཋྀ ˚₊‧⁺ ‧₊˚

Sighing, you walk outside with Tim to talk to him one on one, but you make sure to stand in front of the cafe window that Jenny was by. So she can watch you two in case he tries anything. All of this just feels so weird and unreal, and a part of you just wants to run away and hide. It feels like you’re being interrogated for a crime you didn’t commit.

“I’m sorry”

Those words shock you out of your stupor, your eyes focus on him. You didn’t know what to expect when he said he wanted to talk, but you definitely weren’t expecting him to say that.

“What?”

“I’m sorry little bird, we should have been with you more,” he rubs the back of his neck, “At the very least I should have been. We were adopted the same year. You were just as confused as I was, but I didn’t have much time for you. Well I mean I didn’t make as much time for you as I should have.”

“Tim I?”

“Let me finish please. I want to make up for lost time,” he takes a deep breath, “Come back home, or at least please visit us. We miss you and everyone wants to make up for what happened. And we’re worried about you little bird. We want you back, you're our family.”

The gentle words and tone you could feel in your heart disappear only to be replaced by anger. Something about his words just irks you, family…how can he just use it so nonchalantly. How dare he say it so loosely, he isn’t Alfred, he isn’t family, none of them are. He says he wants to make up for lost time, but it just reminds you of all the pain in the past. They weren’t there for you, for your achievements, for your birthdays, for none of it. They have no right to claim you as such, only Alfred did, hell Jenny has more of a right to be called family then any of them. And she’s only been in your life for a short amount of time. Your body feels on fire, you’ve never been so angry before, so flabbergasted, enraged.

You move before you can even think as your body shoves Tim away, “Did you really think you can come here and act like everything would be better if you just apologized?!”

Tim looks at you in shock he didn’t expect you to blow up much less shove him, he tries to speak but you cut him off. You take a step forward getting into his face. You've always been quiet, blending in to stay hidden from any of their chaos, getting ignored by them when you wanted to be with them. But this isn’t like every other time, this time he is looking at you, and he will hear you.

“No! No! NO! You don’t get to speak. You will listen to me for once in your life! You’re not my family, none of you are. Only  Alfred and Jenny are. You don’t get to ignore me for years and expect me to welcome you into my life! Not after 11 years of nothing from all of you,” tears fall down your cheek, “It’s not fair! You don’t get to break me down and then come back into my life when I’m rebuilding all you destroyed! Apologies won’t fix what you guys did to me, they never will!”

Jenny rushes out of the cafe and you run straight into her arms. She embraces you tightly, staring daggers into Tim. Her hands gently stroke your head.

“I think it’s about time you leave,” her tone is harsh and cruel towards him.

He reaches out to you, but Jenny slaps his hand away hissing at him. She leads you away back to the dorms keeping a lookout to make sure Tim doesn’t follow you two.

“…I’m sorry breakfast didn’t turn out as planned.”

“Don’t apologize, no one knew this was going to happen. Plus I care way more about you than some cafe slop,” she looks at you, “Are you ok?”

“I don’t know, besides well being tired.”

“That’s fine, not to know how to feel I mean. Take all the time you need to sort out your feelings and to feel everything. Once we get to your dorm, how about I make us some pancakes!”

“That sounds good, thank you.”

“Of course you’re my bestie, my person, and just like a dog I’ll always be there for my person.”

“Hehe you’re so goofy, what kind of dog are you?”

“Only the best kind, all of them.”

You laugh so suddenly it sounds more like a snort, making Jenny smile.

“You must be super confused than with all those dog thoughts.”

“You have no idea, I just wanna run around but also be super lazy all day long.”

You hug her tightly nuzzling her, Jenny giggles nuzzling you back.

“What kind of dog would I be?”

Jenny pauses and thinks about it a bit, “Hmm, I think a retriever mixed with a husky. You’re fun  to hold, cute, have a big personality which I adore, and I like it when you talk. Just like a husky, they're very fun to listen to.”

You blush and giggle at her compliments, still not used to them. But you’re happy she’s here, you don’t know what you would do without her.

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Tim stands there a bit in shock still before getting his bearings, he sighs scratching the back of his head.

“Little bird, I wish this could have happened the easy way,” he pulls out his phone, “No worries, we'll be proper siblings like we’re supposed to be.”

 Calling up Bruce to explain everything. Once he finishes explaining he only hears silence on the other side of the phone, the old man must be triple checking the backup plan. Which he is, this hasn’t gone at all as he hoped. But Bruce couldn’t be too surprised this was always a possibility he had thought of. That’s why backup plans are made. He wants you to be with them via your own free will, but you being safe is more important than anything. And he’ll prove just how much you need them still.

“Uh, Bruce? Are you still there?”

“Yes I am Tim, go ahead and come back so we can set things up for our backup plan. I’ll have Jason go and retrieve them instead. Make sure the ‘tip’ gets to the right people, we don’t need anyone truly dangerous hearing it.”

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As night starts to rise you tell Jenny goodnight, she asks if you wanted her to stay, but you say no. You honestly need a bit of time for yourself to process everything in peace with what happened today. As soon as she is gone you fall into your bed and stare at the ceiling, losing yourself in your thoughts. An hour or two passes by when bam! A huge crash shakes you from your mind, running to your window you can see a group of low level grunts causing chaos outside.

Seeing as this is Gotham you’re honestly not too surprised something like this would happen, but it still annoys and worries the life out of you. 

“Oh fuck…if thugs are here that means one of the guys are going to be here!” you groan sliding down the wall.

The last thing you want nor need is for more of them to come, taking a deep breath you try to calm yourself. All you have to do is lay low and stay hidden and everything will be ok.

Crash!

Looking to your side you see a brick on the ground and your window broken.

“…of course..”

You quickly hide in the shadows, as the thugs climb into your room.

“Where’s that Wayne kid? They should be here? They’ll be worth a fortune when we get them.”

You stay absolutely silent watching them walk past you, like you aren’t even there at all. They start tossing and turning everything in your dorm looking for any money and you. As soon as they are far enough from the window you slowly start to walk to it, to escape when Red Hood climbs in alerting them. You back off quickly as the men fight each other, though their fighting is right in front of the window keeping you stuck inside.

You toss your hands up in frustration, this is the worst day ever. Every time you go to make a move to any door or window to escape, bodies keep blocking your way. You sigh and sit in the corner waiting for the fight to be over. After what feels like forever Red Hood or really Jason has them all knocked cold, and you can finally start leaving your dorm.

“Fuck, where are you? Come out you’re safe now,” Jason chimes up looking around worried.

You stand by the window considering if you should let him know, or not. You don’t like them at all, but hearing Jason looking for you anxiously it tugs at your heart. Your choice is made for you though when Jason walks right into you while you are thinking.

“Little bird!” he grabs your shoulders and looks you over, “Where were you? Are you ok?”

“I’m fine. Can you please let me go.”

”No, you’re coming home. It’s far too dangerous for you to be on your own,” he picks you up with ease, “You’re not strong like us.”

“Let me go Jason! You can’t force me to stay with y’all after one incident.”

“I can and will,” his grip tightens, “This is for your own good whether you like it or not, this is not up to you. More people can come and try to harm you. Don’t be stubborn and put yourself in danger, you’re a civilian after all.”

You try to struggle in his arms, but his grip gets tighter the more you struggle. You start shouting and screaming for help, making Jason groan and move you enough to reach over and knock you out. The last thing you hear is police sirens coming towards the college as the world fades to black.

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I said this in one of my comments under chapter 2, but I’ll say it in an actual post too.

So Clipped Bird is most likely going to be around 5 chapters long. That way I can get it done in a reasonable time frame for my adhd brain.

I have a few ideas of what fics I wanna write afterwards. And I wanna see what y’all are feeling

Tbh I’m going back into a jojo hyperfixation lol

I’ll start writing the new fic when I get closer to being done with Clipped Bird

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Clipped Bird Chapter 2

Chapter 1, current, ch 3, ch 4, 5 the end

‧₊˚ ཐི⋆𓆩ᗢ𓆪⋆ཋྀ ˚₊‧⁺ ‧₊˚ ཐི⋆𓆩ᗢ𓆪⋆ཋྀ ˚₊‧⁺ ‧₊˚ ཐི⋆𓆩ᗢ𓆪⋆ཋྀ ˚₊‧⁺ ‧₊˚

Alfred looks to his side seeing Damian storm into the dinning room. The others aren’t far behind him, and before they can speak Alfred holds his hand up.

“I know what you all are going to ask, I didn’t tell you out of their own request,” Alfred’s voice was clear and firm leaving no room for doubt, “They wanted it to just be between us, so their move to their college dorms can go unbothered.”

“So you’re just saying they left us without any word at all, even after they got into a fight!” Damian huffs.

“Yes, they didn’t wish to stay any longer. They are in good health, and weren’t harmed in the fight, luckily.”

Bruce steps up putting his hand on Damian to remind him to calm down, “What college are they going to?”

“Gentlebrook University, they thought it was the best seeing as it has more options for their interest,” Alfred adjusts his tie, “Though you all better not rush them at once. They will only react negatively to it seeing as they’re not used to your attention.”

Bruce sighs, putting his hand to his chin as he thinks of a plan to get to you. He doesn’t need you running off and hiding from them more just by seeing all of them. Looking over to his sons he tries to think of who has the best relationship with you, so they can be the one to talk to you. But no one pops up right away for him, making the man grumble. They’ll all have to step up once they get you back and make up for everything they missed. A pit of guilt grows in his stomach thinking about how they all failed you so horribly.

“Tim, you're just a bit older than them. I think it’s best if you go and talk to them. Remember to be slow about it, we just want them back in our lives. No forcing them back into the house, it will only upset them more,” his voice is stern, “The rest of you all will be getting things ready just in case the worse situation happens.”

Jason, Dick, and Damian try to speak up, each wanting to be the one to go get you, but Bruce shakes his head. The trio sigh but reluctantly agrees.

"I'll track them down, so I have an easier time finding them on campus," Time speaks up, "I'll keep all of you updated when I go to talk to them.

Alfred looks at the group, “I shall not be helping you all, seeing as I don’t wish to make them feel isolated if anything goes amiss.”

Bruce turns to the butler wanting to bring him onto their side, but seeing the determination in Alfred’s eyes, he knew he couldn’t change his mind. He just nods having to respect his choice, plus they can use it to their benefit in case they have to force you back to the house. You’ll be more compliant hopefully with Alfred here and your two’s relationship stays secure.

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Here you are in your first in person class! Your nerves are going crazy from all the excitement and anxiety. The class was just a simple math class even with your major they still require the general classes to be done first. Hopefully you can make some friends, but first you got to unhide your presence. It’s just a bit scary the idea of being not hidden, you’re not sure how your classmates will react to you. But if you want friends you have to be willing to be out there. So taking a deep breath you let your presence be known, spooking the lady sitting next to you.

“Oh goodness! I didn’t realize you were right next to me.”

“It’s ok, sorry about spooking you,” you hold out your hand introducing yourself but using Pennyworth as your last name, “It’s a pleasure to meet you.”

“It’s nice to meet you too! I’m Jenny. Um, so would you mind if we hang out? I mean, well, sorry. I stumble over my words when I’m nervous,” she fidgets with her ginger hair, “I’m new here and I figure you are too, so would you want to be new together?”

Heat rushes to your cheeks as you nod excitedly, your first friend! This is it! Your heart pounds so fast, you hope you don’t scare her off. Jenny smiles and shakes your hand very fast, scooting closer to you to work together. Before you know it, class is over, and Jenny is leading you all around campus to hang out. This is the most fun ever, even though nothing is really happening besides talking. For the first time ever with someone who isn’t your dad, you feel like you belong. The campus is wonderful too since it was more colorful than the usual Gotham buildings.

Jenny is a rather fast talker, rambling about all sorts of things that pops into her head. But she makes sure to leave space for you to chime up, and when you do her focus is all on you. Happily listening to everything you have to say, as if it's the most important thing ever. And luckily enough Jenny doesn't listen to the news since it makes her sad, so she has no idea who you are. You never felt so lucky before to have a fresh start with someone.

A week later you’re walking over to the local breakfast place with Jenny like usual just chatting. Everything is perfect like nothing could go wrong, till Jenny’s squeal catches you off guard.

“What is it?”

“It’s Tim Drake!” Jenny pulls you closer, pointing over to Tim who was standing by the campus entrance, a crowd starts to form, “Isn’t he dreamy. I wonder what he’s doing here.”

You stand there in shock. What is he doing here?! There’s no way this guy just came to look around, you know it. On instinct your presence disappears as you hide behind Jenny. Are you in trouble? Is he just here to mess with you? Why? Why? WHY?! Bang, bang, bang, your heart is beating so loud you swear everyone could hear it. Your breathing goes crazy as you grip onto yourself trying to calm down, you can’t though, you try and try but nothing is working. You’re hoping he doesn’t see you or recognize you if you’re lucky enough.

“Huh? Where did you go?” Jenny looks around confused till she turns and bumps into you, “Huh when did you..what’s wrong?”

“I can’t breathe,” the words are hard to get out.

“It’s ok, I got you,” Jenny’s usual playful tone turns serious, “Look at me ok, focus on me”

You nod looking into her green eyes, she tells you to follow her breathing. And you do, in the out, in then out, in then out. Your breathing slowly steadies, but your body still shakes. Once you’re calm enough, she looks over you. She wraps her arms around you, pulling you close into her. Before moving your head onto her chest to focus on the sound of her heartbeat.

“It’s ok, I’m here. I’m here for you, I’m not leaving,” hearing your sigh of relief she says, “What’s wrong?”

“I uh well…can we go to the breakfast place. I’ll explain there, I don’t feel comfortable being out here in the open.”

Jenny nods with determination, pulling you with her quickly. The last thing she wants you to feel is in danger. You stumble a bit surprised at how fast she can go, it takes you a bit to catch up with her pace. Once you two sit down at the restaurant you quietly explain a bit about why you’re uncomfortable. Her concern face turns red with anger as her nose scrunches up.

“Why those jerks! How dare they ignore you, oh why I outta wallop them! I don’t care how dreamie they are, no one ignores my best friend!” she stands up determined to go out and beat the hell out of Tim.

“Jenny please calm down, I don’t want anyone looking at us,” you grab her hand, “And I don’t want to be left alone.”

“Of course, I’m sorry,” Jenny takes a deep breath, “It just makes me so mad, they did that to you, it's not fair.”

“Yeah...I,” you stumble over your words a bit sniffling.

“Hey, it’s ok,” she pulls you in for a hug, “It’s ok to cry.”

You touch your cheek feeling how wet they are, you’re crying quite a bit. Damn, her words got to you, hearing her say it’s not fair, it feels good. It feels good that others see it the same way as you. She really cares about you so much and you just ugh this day is already filled with so many emotions and it barely even started. You feel like an other mess right now. You know she won't think you're weird, but your anxiety was telling you otherwise. Seeing you all scrunch up she rubs your back to comfort you, before gently nuzzling into you to make you laugh.

“Thanks, you’re the first person that’s not my dad who understands.”

“You don’t have to thank me at all. I’m just happy to be by your side,” she takes a breath, “So what do you want to do about your dumb brother Tim.”

“Nothing, hopefully he’ll tire himself out.”

“I would, but the coffee I drink is starting to hit,” a voice chimes up.

The two of you turn looking over and see Tim walking over to you two.

“How?” you gasp out

“You’re still on dad’s plan, so it was pretty easy to track your phone from there,” Tim tries to give you a reassuring smile, "I was actually hoping we can talk. Everyone misses you at home.

Jenny moves quickly to stand in front of you, “I can't speak for them if they want to talk with you, I'll never judge them for it. But if you touch my bestie or make them sad, I will bite you.”

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Clipped Bird was only posted two days ago, and like ya'll really liked it. I'm very flattered, thank you guys so much. And don't worry chapter 2 is on its way!

I was thinking of doing a tag list for it, so if ya'll are interested, please let me know.

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Clipped Bird Chapter 1

Batfam & neglected reader fic

Current, ch 2, ch 3, ch 4, 5 the end

‧₊˚ ཐི⋆𓆩ᗢ𓆪⋆ཋྀ ˚₊‧⁺ ‧₊˚ ཐི⋆𓆩ᗢ𓆪⋆ཋྀ ˚₊‧⁺ ‧₊˚ ཐི⋆𓆩ᗢ𓆪⋆ཋྀ ˚₊‧⁺ ‧₊˚

You were adopted right after Tim at the age of eight, and from there your life was in the shadows. Bruce spent all his time on being a vigilante, being with his sons, and being a Wayne. You did your best to engaged with your family though, but nothing seemed to work. Your siblings never gave you the time of day too taken up with responsibilities. The only time they did was when you first arrived to the mansion, they called you little bird. But after that it was nothing. And when Damian came into the picture you excitedly tried to bond with him, but after he pulled a sword on you..yeah you kept away since. You even got very good at sneaking around and disappearing just to avoid his wrath. In a blink of an eye you would be gone and no one would be able to find you till you let them. Expect one person, Alfred. He was the only person you could rely on and soon he became your whole world.

Whenever you weren’t doing school work you were following him around like a duckling. Helping him any way possible with cleaning, cooking, or just being goofy to make him smile. It hurt a lot to be left behind by the others, but being with Alfred made the pain less. Especially after you accidentally called him dad and he smiled letting you continue calling him that. He knew he shouldn’t, that Bruce was your legal guardian, but he felt responsible over you more than the others seeing as you were his shadow, his child. No matter how much he tried telling you that you didn’t have to help him, you did cause you loved being with him. You felt safe around him alone. And he was quite glad you didn’t listen to him, having you around was always the best part of his day.

But as you grew up you started to be a bit happy about the fact that you got no attention from your other family members. Especially when you found out their secret identities, which was easy for you to do with your sneaking abilities. You didn’t want to risk being a target for villains, hell no, you wanted a peaceful life with your dad. Plus it honestly seemed so terrifying having to protect a whole city, you couldn’t handle that pressure. And the more you weren’t acknowledged, the safer you’d be in your eyes. Though Alfred did have you study self defense, in his words ‘You may not be noticed, but you never know who knows you.’ You took the lessons seriously mostly to make sure your dad was less stressed, and for your own anxiety too. You couldn’t protect a city, but you could protect your dad and you.

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Before you know it you just turned 19 yesterday and are getting ready to officially move into your college dorms. Ten years of being a ghost to everyone besides your dad is over, you plan on being someone to others, besides your family. But something feels off waking up this morning, like the air shifted. Maybe it’s anxiety of finally moving out and being on your own, but it feels more out there and not just you. Getting up quickly you walk out of your room only to bump into Alfred.

“Oh sorry dad, what’s up?”

“It’s ok my dear. But…I would like us to go out for one last grocery trip before you move out later today.”

“Of course, I’d like that a lot. I’m excited to leave, but I’m honestly still nervous about leaving you.”

“Oh dear, I’ll always still be here and you can come to me whenever you have troubles or even when you just want to talk. I’ll make time for you always.”

You tear up and hug him tightly, he returns the hug just as tight if not tighter. Before letting you go to get ready, he does his best to keep his composure but you can tell he’s feeling very emotional. Soon the two of you are walking around the grocery store together shopping and having fun. Though you can’t help but wonder if the others will notice when you’re gone, especially Bruce. You don’t really care about him, but the thought of him being upset you left is so satisfying in a way. Probably because he’ll feel something about you then, though it also feels wrong to think like that. To have hang ups about your legal guardian when you have your prefect father figure besides you. Even when you think about your siblings feeling bad about your departure, it still feels off to want that. Cause why should you care about them when they haven’t cared about you. After all these years, why do you still want them to look at you in the eye and say they love you. Say they want to hang out, to get to know you, to just notice you…it still makes your gut twist and turn.

Feeling a hand on your shoulder you look seeing Alfred holding up his hand to signal you to be quiet. Looking around you see a gang of thugs holding up the cashier with a shotgun. Taking a deep breath you go to grab Alfred to sneak away, before one of the bigger thugs looks over and whistles to the two others. Alfred quickly pushes you behind him letting you disappear.

“Look what we have here, if it isn’t Wayne’s butler. He must have tons of money on him.”

“Yeah, yeah! Come on and give us all you have now!”

The one holding the shotgun aims it towards Alfred, you feel your stomach drop. You can’t let them touch your dad, you can’t, you can’t lose another one. Your body moves automatically, grabbing a nearby broom with a metal handle you move behind the thugs with ease. Raising it up, your arms swing the handle without thinking hitting it right in the shotgun owner’s neck. He gasp struggling to catch his breath falling to the ground, his gun sliding away. The two other men turn around only to see nothing, they feel their hearts racing. The bigger man gasp sucking in his breath when he gets jab in the neck. The last man remaining just runs away screaming. Leaving you alone panting as you stare down at the two thieves. Your face forms into a scowl, your grip tightens on the broom, your instincts telling you to beat them down for good.

Alfred pulls you away holding you protectively, as the police storm in quickly. Being in a more ritzy part of Gotham had the benefit of fast response time from the police. They take away the perps before interviewing Alfred and you. You could feel your nerves go wild, but since it is a clear case of self defense you two are left alone quickly. From the police at least, but not the press who try to swarm you. At first you’re confused on why, but quickly remember you’re technically a Wayne. A Wayne that fought off criminals in front of a whole store. You can feel your body shake, your breathing get faster, your mind running wild. You are not use to this level of attention. Alfred grabs your things and you, hurrying you into the car and away from everyone.

“Take deep breathes for me.”

You do, your breathing slowly but steadily calms down. Though you still cling onto yourself and curl up from comfort, keeping your face away from the window.

“Are you ok? I know that was very scary for you.”

“I’m fine I guess…but how can you be so calm, dad?”

“I’ve seen my fair share of things with my age. I knew we’d be ok. Though I’m proud of you for handling things, but never do it again I can’t risk you being in danger.”

“Of course, but I didn’t really have any control it just happened.”

“I understand fight or flight takes over.”

“Can we keep what happened between us?”

“..Yes we can. Though I’m sure master Bruce will find out seeing as it will be in the news.”

“Right…least I’ll be in the dorms by then. But if it’s not too much to ask can you try to hide it? For as long as possible..”

Alfred nods as he pulls up the car to the mansion. He ushers you inside to rest and finish packing, refusing to let you grab any groceries. You deserve to relax after that stressful encounter. Walking inside the mansion you stay close to the shadows for cover and listen closely for anyone. Pausing you hear the most quietest of footsteps to most of not all people they wouldn’t hear it. Quickly and silently you make a right into a separate hallway and watch Damian walk by, you can tell he’s upset about something with how tense his shoulders are. Guessing from his body language and his usual patterns Jason must have ate one of his snacks again. Ugh, you don’t want to deal with staying hidden from an angry Damian especially when your nerves are still everywhere. Your attention goes back to Damian when you hear Dick’s footsteps chasing after him.

“It’s ok Damian, Jason was just teasing you he didn’t mean any harm by it.”

“He’ll pay that was the last bread roll and he took it. It was rightfully mine”

Bread rolls? You don’t recall Alfred and you getting any recently…the only ones were the ones you made! These jerks have been eating your bake goods you hid. Those mother fu- ugh! The least they can do is pay attention to you, if they’re going to steal your shit.

“You can ask Alfred to make you more.”

“I did, apparently he isn’t the one that bakes them.”

“Hm, well maybe Babara made them when she was here, ask her. You can’t just fight Jason.”

“Tch whatever.”

Sighing you back away carefully, it’s weird thinking about them interacting with your things and not you. You huff quietly, well they can just suffer without your bake goods then when you leave. You’re not losing anything after all… Shaking your head you disappear further down the hall and rush to your room. You grab all your boxes and things hurrying allowed to the car. No rest, you’re leaving now.

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Alfred stares down the driveway as you drive away, his heart aching as he seeings his little bird flying off. He tries his best not to cry, but a few slip out of his eyes. The house already feels so lonely. Taking a deep breath he goes back inside to work on dinner when he couldn’t see you anymore. He tries to keep his mind straight, this is for the best you need this, but he needs you. He needs you to be safe, what if you don’t eat properly? Or something happens, or you get caught up in a villain attack. The uncertainty is going to make him crazy. Looking at the time he sees it was already 6 pm, the news should be starting by now…

“This is how the others will see you. I’m sorry, but I can’t risk you getting hurt, not when everyone in Gotham will see you on tv.”

Walking into the living room he turns on the television before going back to set the food on the table. They’ll have to hear the tv when they come to the dinning room, patients was the key.

Jason rubs his arms where Damian had punched him grumbling to himself. As he walks past the living room his ears pick up ‘something something Wayne stops robbery.’ Pausing he looks up at the tv and sees a photo of you hitting the robber in his throat. He walks over to the screen confuse. When did you get so big? Why were you there? He feels his mouth go dry, looking at the time of the photo he sighs seeing it was hours ago and not currently happening. Wait then where are you? Walking out of the room with a quick pace he starts to look around the manor calling out your name. He almost bumps into Dick durning his search.

“Woah, Jason what’s wrong?”

“Where’s our little sibling?”

“Which one?”

“Little bird! Who else?!”

“No, no I haven’t. What’s wrong?”

“Check the news, I don’t have time.”

Jason walks away leaving Dick in the dust, he sighs and pulls out his phone anxiously. Quickly he finds the article, once he reads it Dick runs towards where he believes your room is. Opening the door and seeing your room empty worry fills his whole body. Bruce, Damian, and Tim walk over confused about all the ruckus. Jason runs over shoving Dick out of the way to take a look himself. Bruce puts his hands on the two eldest’s shoulders giving them an expecting look. Jason huffs pulling away and elbows Dick to respond.

“Little bird stopped a robbery at a store this morning, and now we can’t find them.”

Bruce tries to keep a stone face, but inside his feelings are a mess. Reality hits him that his second youngest child was in danger and he didn’t know it till now. What else does he not know? Their friends, school life, relationships, nothing. He keeps them away to protect them since they aren’t a vigilante, but now he knows nothing about them at all. He should have done better, he’s going to do better.

“I looked at the photos from the robbery, Alfred was there,” Tim chimes up as he looks at his phone. His hands shake a bit from the caffeine and from nerves.

As soon as the words hit Damian’s ears, he turns on his heels walking to the dinning room. He is going to get answers. Especially when he feels so upset you’re gone he doesn’t know what to do.

‧₊˚ ཐི⋆𓆩ᗢ𓆪⋆ཋྀ ˚₊‧⁺ ‧₊˚ ཐི⋆𓆩ᗢ𓆪⋆ཋྀ ˚₊‧⁺ ‧₊˚ ཐི⋆𓆩ᗢ𓆪⋆ཋྀ ˚₊‧⁺ ‧₊˚

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Intro!

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Just like with my side blog this is a purely 18+ blog, since I’ll be occasionally writing nsfw with my x reader content. And just in general touch on more adult themes. Not all my fics will be yandere, but some will.

My main goal is honestly just to have fun, but with the x reader fics it’s purely to pump out more gn darlings and guy ones too because my they/him ass needs more. And if I can’t find ones that I want then I’ll make them myself. Anyways welcome hope y’all have fun

Also updates to fics I write will come whenever I finish them, since my attention is main side blog @baji-sideblog and the occasional art dump on my main blog @rea-is-here . Like I said this blog is mainly for fun so I don’t have a consistent schedule for this blog

Y’all can ask for request and all, I’m happy to write stuff just expect it to be a bit slow and all.

Right now I’m planning on writing for Dc, Mlp, Pokemon, Okami, and a bit of JJBA 👀

I’ll add more when I’m ready too.

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