#Bad Dad

[m3vl0vesu]

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A/N: I don't really have any tw but it's probably gonba be sad, so be warned. I'm writing this with no hours of sleep and the worst mood in a while :). Also a oneshot, I was asked to write something gut-wrenching but I don't know if it is. Batsis!reader is 15-17 Your thoughts

@moraxussy I don't think it's as gut-wrenching as you hoped, sorry!! I hope you like it though :)

One of a bats closest relative is a puma, ironically they have nothing in common. Bats come in big groups, there always surrounded by at least one other bat. Pumas are solitary animals, they don't share their territory. They're recluse, and more viscous than bats.

You were more vicious. You didn't control your anger and grief, it controlled you, but you had to find a way mange it. Tomorrow was a special occasion after all, well that's what everyone was saying but...it didn't feel like it. Tomorrow, Bruce was bringing Selina Kyle over. The famous kleptomaniac aristocrat, also known as Catwoman. The thief turned...bat? You weren't exactly sure but it'd be nice for her and Bruce to finally clear up what they were. It must've been serious if she was going to have dinner with the family. Then again, you never really saw your dad be in a committed relationship. ... 'Dad'...nope still didn't sound right. Even after all the years living together he didn't deserve that title, at least not from you. The daughter of Bruce Wayne? it sounded so foreign to you, people saying that-it sounded wrong. No, you were your mothers daughter. It didn't matter if you couldn't picture her face anymore...yeah.

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. For this special occasion you needed something special to where! You chose a vest suit, an off-white shirt underneath the brown, tattersall patterned vest. Paired with some old, black palazzo pants. It was a similar outfit your other had worn a while back, you saw it an old magazine rotting in the corner of your room. It felt nice to be dressed up for once, it'd gave you a reason to finally take a shower. With everyone making a big deal out of this you had a little hope that they would acknowledge you today. Maybe Selina could change things around here.

But as people ran chaotically in the hallway and different aromas travelled into your room, you realised something. Jason wasn't here. What. No, no...you couldn't survive these without him. Your leg shook as you waited for the phone to pick up. He was the only one that properly acknowledged your existence without being cruel. He was your favourite brother, favourite sibling. I mean the bar was low but, favourite nonetheless!

"What's up Star?" His voice sounded hoars, had he just woken up? Your irritancy only growing when he used that nickname. It was usually nice when he called you it, but right now it was the last thing you needed. "Don't call me that Jay. Where are you?" ...

The silence was deafening, he cleared his throat and it made you want to cry. "I'm sorry...I'm not coming kid." No. That wasn't fair. "Tch-Then can you...pick me up?" Your voice desperate as you hated all of it. A room full of people that don't even know you, and a stranger. It was personal hell. "Look, Star, I really think you'd benefit from thi-" You ended the call, scoffing, you pushed yourself off your bed.

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She's so pretty She sat on the right side of Bruce. Who was, per usual, at the head of the table. Soon the peaceful moment turned loud. The sounds of knives scraping against plates, Steph's nails tapping the table, Tim an Damian bickering back to hell. Huh, the chicken was just out of your reach, usually Alfred would put it closest to your seat. After a few embarrassing minutes of reaching for it, and no one helping you, your just grabbed whatever was closest. At one point you swore you locked eyes with Tim while you were still reaching for the chicken and he just flat out ignored you. Maybe it was time to speak "uhm...can you pass...can you" why was this always so hard? "Can I...Can you pass the chicken please?" Now you were sure people heard you. You watched as Grayson picked up the plate and gave it to...Selina. Of-fucking-course.

"What am I, chopped liver?"

Shit. Your shoulders tensed up and your hands balled into fists on your lap. You were in so much- "Ha." Huh? Did she...laugh? Whatever. "Sorry...can you pass the chicken please?" She nodded, was it getting hot in here? Or was it just everyone looking at you?

"You never told me she had a sense of humour." She said, her soft smile shining as she turned to Bruce, the her eyes squinted. "I don't think you told me much about her at all actually." That sounds about right. He probably doesn't even know much about you. Her elbow leaned on the table and her chin rested on her fist. "Your Mother...she was a model right?" With those words she instantly got your attention, with your eyes shining you nodded. "Yeah! She was"

With the nod of her head she leaned back in her chair. "That outfit...she wore something similar to it." Oh you definitely like her.

Before you could respond, someone had to open their mouth. "She wasn't a very famous one." Damian said, his annoying voice once again ruining your mood. "Damian." Bruce muttered. You scoffed, usually these comments would be ignored. "privileged asshole." You poked at your plate, not really hungry anymore. In fact it felt like you might throw up, or break something. "What did you call me?" He said sitting up in his chair. "I called you a privileged asshole." You banged your fork onto the table, no everyone's attention was on you. From the corner of your eye you could see Tim's scowl, it was surprising him and Bruce weren't related. You couldn't take it when he slandered your mother, but for some reason you were the villian. "Star. Don't be like that." Dick nudged you, only making you recoil with disgust. "Who said you could call me Star? Don't call me that, dick." You heard your name being called, Alfred standing to the side. He was warning you. "Sorry-" "No need to be a bitch about it." Of course Steph had to join in, you felt your mouth open, ready to spew an infinite amounts of insults when you heard your name being called a second time. Pushing the chair and table hardly you walked behind him, being led to the kitchen. "I apologise for her behaviour." Bruce's voice rung in your ears. Fuck this. .

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You stood, arms crossed out tapping your foot. "You need to have some decorum-" "Decorum? Me? What about Damian?" You hated arguing with the old man, you hated when he was upset at you. The tears were already pouring, could they here this? The door was slightly ajar after all. "Master Damian has been through a lot-" "Okay?" Your voice shook, it was so wrong. But it felt right, right screaming like this. "Yes. Yes he has, and? So have I."

Alfred, mouth was agape for a second, he hadn't seen her this upset before. "Now Miss...you can't compare-" Great now you lost first name privileges. "Right. Everyone's been through tough shit, guess what? So have I!" Your voice getting louder, the anger pulsing through your veins. "I've been hurt and I'd never treat them like how I've been treated!'' Your arm extended out to the door, your other hand slapping your chest. Where your heart would be.

"WHY!...Why is their pain different from my pain?"

The question hung in the air, you held back sobs. Alfred looked tired now, almost guilty. His composure wilting slightly. "It...that's not what I mean-" Now that you had started you couldn't stop. "Do I not deserve the same amount of recognition, the same amount of love?" You felt yourself taking a step back, your whole body shaking. It's like it had a mind of it's own. "You do deserve it, please calm down..." Calm down?. Calm down? She wanted to shout at him, this wasn't fair. "You know what Alfred?" The breaths getting shorter. "What Miss.." "I wish I had stayed inside that day, I wish I burned with my mother." He looked visibly shaken for a moment, his voice gave it away. "You don't mean that." "I mean it. That way I would've died with her, knowing she loved me." Your voice got quiet at the end, barely above a whisper. Why was it always this way? What did you ever do to them. You hated this, you weren't their family. With every similarity there was difference, not a Wayne and not a Bat. But even so why couldn't they accept that and accept you.

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The butler placed whatever he was holding down, you didn't know what it was and didn't care. The sobs were too hard to control, it made your body ache. He stepped closer, arms wide as you fell into them. Clinging on like you were going to fall apart.

A/N: Why does this suck lol

[knox6277]

[realmoftheacornking]

Stuck in Dad Detention again. Bad Dad. Bad, bad Dad.

[doctormaki12]

3 chapter until end....!

I really miss NY toji simp era so here we go a quick sketch and color from this old bad dad;)

[mrs-starkgaryen]

House of the Dragon as Greek Mythology

⏳️ (My other collages) ⏳️

Otto Hightower as Kronos

[gordiicore]

Happy Father’s Day to all the league daddies

[whoreinadegradingway]

Oh look who’s sorry, now their answering to me

Tim was so tried, of the suspicious glares form Dick and Bruce even Steph, of being forgotten with the only people who would remember him on a regular and check up on him having tried to kill him. He just wanted to be welcomed in his home, not treated like and outsider to his family.

Harley noticed and offered to let him stay with her and pam. He accepted, Dami was heartbroken that the only two people who didn’t view him as a killer had left him.

Tim’s pov.

Living with Harley and Ivey was easy, though i wasn’t expecting to meet Harleys son Danny, he is kind and always makes sure i’m ok and doing well, He makes sure i’ve slept and eaten, he made me feel like i’m not a burden. So when he proposed that we start dating, of course i said yes. After dating for about a year we got our own two bedroom apartment, Damian would often stay with us to get away from Bruce’s bullshit. After two more year Danny proposed with Damian’s help, (3 years of dating) I had never stopped being RR. After a year and a half we both revealed our secret identity’s. Once we were engaged I moved into the place in the infinite realms. Damian moved with us. we consider ellie and dami our kids they get along like siblings being closer in age. Our wedding was grand the ghost called it the marriage between hero’s or, to kind souls becoming one. Danny got my father to walk me down the aisle. I hadn’t seen him in years it was like a dream come true, Dami was my best man with Jason and Connor and some other old friends as my groomsmen. Danny had all three of his siblings along with his two oldest friends. We were both over joyed the celebration was amazing, everyone that had made a positive impact on our lives were there Cass showed up and it was like the icing on the cake.

3rd person pov. Time skip three years.

Bruce was going insane it had been three years since he’d seen his youngest two kids, he know he’d treated them both badly Tim more so then Dami. He was in a JL meeting when a green portal opened and swallowed all the hero’s. When the shock wore off they saw that they were in what appeared to be a court room. They were chained in the center de-masked. A man sat in he judges spot. “Who are you and where are we” someone yelled bruce didn’t care, he couldn’t believe that his second youngest whom he believed to be dead stood there look healthier then when he live with bruce. “Oh, well i’m the king/queen of the infinite realms and you are all here as witnesses” (i stand gender fluid Tim Drake) “Tim what’s the meaning of this” Bruce yelled as he was left in the center while the other members filled the stands. “Darling I think your going to be quite a bias judge” a new voice spoke up, and a man with electric white hair slinked out of the shadows he was about 6’8 towering of Tim who stands at 5’10 average height. Tim tsked “why don’t you and Dami have a seat in the stands while i cover this one” “ Fine he responded Dami is already sitting there” The man bruce still didn’t know his name sat in the judges spot, “I Daniel Nightingale, holder of the ring of rage, King of the infinite realms ect. Charge Bruce Wanye with child abuse, child neglect and child endangerment, his punishment the nightmare realm” The man, Daniel had stated with a smirk, the magic users were shocked what had Bruce done to get this attention from both Kings of the infinite realms. “My dear i’m pretty sure that’s worse then what i was going to give him” The other male, Tim as they had learned said. “ well i’m sticking him with Vlad so it’s a fair trade” A childish laugh was heard Robin, the one that had gone missing sat there laughing as his father was put in the nightmare realm until they got borde of him. “ Well Tim off to the garden for tea with me” the boy had said “Of course” and the two walked off through the grand doors. Daniel watched with a smile before turning back to the remaining members “If you even dare to try anything you’ll be experiencing the nightmare realm first hand, got it?” He said as he smiled with to many teeth. silence followed by many heads nodding. “Good well off you go” they fell through another portal back to there meeting place. Danny smiled he now had a good life with an amazing family and he was going to let nothing harm them.

The end

[riverofashcoll]

[ask-the-royal-absol]

▶▶️ Bad dad Arceus

Arceus took a moment to breathe. He was furious with Singularity's actions but that did not mean he had to stay angry. In. Out. In and out. The breaths slowed. These children. He had warned all of them of the consequences to their actions. It felt like all three of them were against him. Well, maybe not Epoch so much. He had learnt his lesson years and years ago.

Arceus sighed. What was he to do? That other Arceus, Abbadon, and his whole damn family. That's who he wanted to blame. It made sense. As much as his sons got up to mischief, they were never this bad before they had met members from that family. And now Singularity had gone on a romantic outing with one of the daughters. Of course he was aware Singularity wanted to go on this date. Arceus had hoped it may strengthen bonds with other universes for him to learn from. Turns out that idea was a disaster. Turns out that family just wanted to criticise without listening to his viewpoint. What childish behaviour from the lot of them. It made the Arceus wish Singularity had never gone behind his back to that ridiculous gala.

Speaking of, how was he going to keep an eye on him when he kept sneaking off? He couldn't trust his other two sons to watch Singularity. He had to force the information out of Galaxis about Singularity's whereabouts and Epoch was far too violent for his own good. He himself had to monitor the rest of the planet so couldn't keep constant watch on the boy. What to do...

An idea flashed into his mind. Perhaps, and even he thought this may be a little extreme of an idea, he could get another from a different universe to watch over his son? Arceus knew he was not welcome in a certain gathering of universes but perhaps he could find one outside of his known universe. Perhaps one that Singularity had been sending the Destino projections to.

Arceus, using his psychic plate, teleported to the space where his all sight orb floated. His prized possession, once given to him by a certain golden Arceus, was one of his most useful tools. He could monitor a thousands different locations at once with this. Swiping the orb to view other locations, a hundred of different projects emerged from the swirling orb. Each projection displayed a different universe. One with a shiny, singing lycanroc. One with a robotic white Vulpix. Another showed a bipedal glaceon and lopunny together. A universe with Pokémon hybrids, one Pokémon with insanely large proportions. So many universes. So many possible ways Pokémon could live and exist. He wished his own was just as successful as these.

He started looking through each one carefully to find one that would suit his purposes. When he came across one that he knew he couldn't use, he tapped the projection to remove it from view. He immediately removed the one with a certain family in, considering they were the cause of all of this. The one with a rockruff and samurott seemed to have a lot going on. It wouldn't suit his needs. Tap. This one had a braxien and a claydol. Not useful. Tap. Perhaps the universe with the shiny mew who wore a blue scarf and hat would be of use? No, they already knew Singularity. Tap.

After several taps, it seemed Arceus was getting to the point where he would not find anyone that could be of use. There had to be someone. Anyone.

At the very corner of the projections, a universe stood out to him. One with a dialga in. Interesting, this dialga seemed to only be half a dialga. Very interesting. He appeared to have some strength to him. This one could be of use to him. Yes. This one would be perfect for his plans. He just had to find the right words to convince him.

[xan-the-emo-trans-man]

Are you:

“Please don’t leave me” daddy issues and “ew don’t touch me” mommy issues

OR

“please just hold me and tell me I’m enough” mommy issues and “I didn’t need him and I don’t need you” daddy issues

[mostly-imagines]

is this a safe space

[centuryberry]

It’s funny to think about, but given that Yue actually bartered with the Diyu to bring back Ao Bing, we could potentially have the funniest thing ever:

if he hasn’t already reincarnated, Yishan could hear about his daughter being known across the realms for being an ace, and be salty af. His only legacy left in the living world is for being a colossally awful father and brother, and the daughter he disowned is now the clan head instead of himself.

As hilarious and satisfying as that could have been, Yishan’s soul never got to Diyu. He’s stuck in this hellish limbo as the Thrall is pretty much acting as a parasite to his soul. So, at best, he’s in this odd coma-like state while the Thrall is in total control or his identity was completely destroyed, facing a true death.

But, if he was aware of Yue’s successes he…honestly wouldn’t care. Or feel any regret. Yishan’s priority is Sangshen, so anything unrelated to her, including their daughter, is inconsequential. She’s succeeding? Well, good. That’s the least she can do after weakening her mother and taking all her time and attention. It would, at best, elevate Yue from “useless thing that should have died” to “not a waste of space but still not worth Sangshen’s sacrifice.”

[givemebishies]

Bluey is incredibly sweet and heartwarming but ngl it’s kind of hard to watch because it makes me sad seeing two little girls having a perfectly healthy and loving relationship w their dad 🥲

[lintuwaterfall]

King Rhoam Bosphoramus Hyrule

I get WHY this entire fandom hates him. He was a Bad Dad. Zelda's life for years sucked. And yet...I personally can't bring myself to really hate him. Why? Because deep down he DID care. Deep down he hated doing what he thought he had to do to make sure they all survived the eventual Calamity. Would his daughter hate his guts? Yes. But would she and his people surive? Yes. Like, in his diary he plainly states that he is finally done with this and when Zelda returned he was going to stop doing what he had been doing. He was going to lay off and stop pushing her so hard. He keeps vigil over the Shrine of Ressurection to await the day Link wakes up so he can get Link ready to save his daughter. In Age of Calamity when father and daughter are reunited he tells her how that ancient shield he had taken from her had ended up saving his life. He tells her how proud he is of her. He gives his full support of her. Yes, he fucked up for years, but the man KNOWS he did daughter wrong and had it not been for the Calamity's attack and taking over the guardians on that faithful day he would of personally let his daughter know he loved her and was truely sorry for how he acted.

[northern-punk-lad]

I would never surport another man’s kids we know you won’t even look after your own