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I feel compelled to expand upon the previous fae/folklore! Batboys headcanons:
-Bruce is just a straight up normal human. I think this provides a great opportunity for angst because unlike his immortal? children Bruce does age and it terrifies them. And Bruce is young heâs in his early 30s but like his knees will crack a little or his back is slightly stiff after a bad patrol and it just sends them into a spiral because they cannot fathom their dad not being around forever. I can definitely imagine them trying to strong arm Bruce into becoming some flavor of unaging. You could go super dark or just more generally emotional angst but damn the possibilities.
-Cass is giving me shadow person. Very cryptid of her. Iâm not sure that I have a clear backstory for her worked out yet. Either magic gone wrong or sheâs another flavor of undead like Jason and Tim. I like to imagine she just hovers over people at night to be creepy.
-Originally I wanted to say Duke was a Will-o-the-wisp. But Iâm not really sure it fits, especially since heâs primarily active during the day. Then it hit me. Mothman. My lamplight boy is a moth creature. I like the idea of him hiding his little antenna under a beany and wearing sunglasses. The wings would be difficult. But my boy is creative.
- I think Steph and Barbara are also human like Bruce they just are extra bad ass.
-Coming back to life as a magical creature warps peoples memories and emotions from both the trauma and changing into something not human. Tim is significantly less effected than Jason, at least outwardly, because he was only a toddler when he died so he didnât have many memories or experiences to draw from, but Jason was super volatile. His memories surrounding Willis became even more dark while his memories of his mother sort of glossed over her absentee parenting and drug use. Jason canât help but struggle with associating the negative learned experience he had with his first paternal figure with Bruce. Jason ends up going to live with Talia for a while because he doesnât want to feel that way about his dad anymore.
-Basically I think Jason, at least mentally, is the most human of Bruceâs kids besides Damian because he actually lived a life as a human, where as Tim changed so young that he doesnât really know how to be anything but his extremely disturbing self.
-I think Gotham just has major âI do not see itâ energy. Like The Batfamily? Demons from hell. The Wayneâs? Hot neurodivergent people. Did you see Dick Grayson unhinge his jaw like a fucking snake at a gala? No you didnât he just has a really big smile. Jason Todd??? Has scales??? Nope actually he just developed early onset Eczema and heâs really self conscious about it how dare you! Tim Drake sucking the blood of the himbo blonde boy? Everyone knows Tim and Bernard are total freaks. Cassandra Cain is your sleep paralysis demon? Honestly fair.
-Itâs totally a coincidence that strange misfortune befalls anyone who threatens the Wayneâs!
-Clark is Bruceâs favorite man to sleep on so he gets a pass. I donât know why but a midwestern spin on the story of princess kaguya lives in my head rent free. Like Martha Kent is just shucking corn and then boom baby in the corn. We call that children of the corn. I still love to imagine him being like so perfect that itâs high key alien, but his little sharp nails and fangies! Maybe even slightly pointy ears. And like Clark fully thinks he is human, like his parents donât tell him humans canât fly until heâs in kindergarten, and even then they just tell him he is special and learned super fast and shouldnât embarrass the other kids and Clark is such a Good BoyTM that he just never uses his powers in public cause he doesnât want to make anyone uncomfortable. Like bro doesnât learn he is adopted until he is about to go to college, he is just straight up clueless.
-Clark learns Dick is a Fae creature when Batman brings Robin to the Watchtower cause he couldnât get a baby sitter and Alfred doing some spooky shit like dusting the mausoleum. Like Batman just slinking around but there is this super colorful child with him. And then Dick turns and smiles and itâs just so wrong, like his mouth just stretching his face like some horror movie shit. Clark almost shots himself cause like what the fuck. Bruce told Dick to just âbe himselfâ so like he just thinks heâs being friendly. Despite being creepy as all hell Clark kinda thinks Dick is super adorable. Like was he spider crawling around the floor with all his limbs bent the wrong way while Bruce and Clark were talking? Yeah but then he just tugged on Bruceâs cape to ask for a juice box, like thatâs a baby.
-Jason freaked him out in a different way. Since Jason is undead he doesnât have a heartbeat and doesnât need to breath so when he isnât moving he makes literally zero noise. When he first met Clark he was just watching him from around corners and behind stair banisters and Clark was convinced he was losing his mind and hallucinating the kid from the Grudge. Then Bruce is just like âOh you met Jason! Heâs so sweet, just a little shy. Heâs my second oldest! I think he likes you though.â And then a little grey blue slightly webbed hand just reaches around the corner to give a little wave and boom Clark would kill for him.
-Tim is similar in that Clark has trouble pinpointing his location because of a lack of normal bodily functions, but Tim has no idea what a boundary is. So like at first heâs a shy little toddler and then that night heâs crawling all over Clark and pranking him nonstop.
-Damian is a baby but like Clark looked in his eyes and just felt like this infant could see his past present and future and was judging him heavily. Clark was relieved cause at least he had a heartbeat.
-Cass lives to fuck with Clark. Sheâs Jasonâs age but not only has no heartbeat and doesnât breath, when she is in shadow form he canât see her with X-ray vision. She can literally make herself undetectable to Superman. He learns this one night sleeping in a guest room at the manor. He gets the feeling he is being watched but canât find anyone. Then right when he relaxes her arm shoots out from the darkness under his bed and grabs his leg. Clark screams so loud it cracks the window. And then just nearly silent muffled laughter as the arm retreats into the darkness. He X-Ray visions but nothing is there. He demands to stay in Bruceâs room after that. Bruce is just like âOh that was just Cass. She likes playing practical jokes, she is my little princess!â
#batfam#bruce wayne#jason todd#batman#dick grayson#damian wayne#dc batman#tim drake#red hood#nightwing#red robin#robin#fae!dick#Fae!batfam#Folklore!batfam#freaks all of them#but like hot freaks
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DPxDC Ring of Rage? More Like Ring of Engage
The thing is, Tim didn't mean to put it on. He was just kind of playing with it to keep his hands busy while he was thinking about the recent murder case. GCPD had their hands full with the serial robbers that didn't rank high enough to catch Batman's attention, and Tim never had a problem with helping the police if he had time.
And the ring was a perfect fidget toy, if he is being honest. Small and plain enough not to distract him, but the round stone in the middle was loosely attached, making it able to spin inside the frame. Which is what he did, again and again, like those fidget spinners.
Of course, he was just destined to drop it sooner or later. And then, when he reached under the table to pick it up, his finger caught inside the ring, and, well.
The ring was now firmly on his finger.
The problem was that he couldn't take it off.
It wasn't stuck, at least not in the general sense of it - Tim could easily spin it around, and it wasn't tight. But it wasn't loose either, and as soon as he tried to move it past the knuckle, the ring heavily disagreed, almost like shrinking down and absolutely refusing to be detached.
Barbara suggested soap, which didn't work. Dick tried for a more mechanical approach, first with pliers and then with a laser, which the ring resisted with no effort. Cass, who was actually the one who brought the damned thing into the Cave after one of her adventures in Hong Kong, just smiled and shrugged, which was of no help either. Damian offered to cut the finger off, which probably would have helped, but Tim rather liked all his limbs attached.
Bruce called Constantine. The magician took one look at the ring, barked a humorless laugh, and pat Tim on the shoulder sympathetically.
"Congrats, mate," he said, a wry smile on his lips, "I hope you file for divorce."
Although, while all the rest of the Bats and Birds devolved into fits of hysterical laughter (Steph), indignant sputtering (Damian), and cries of outrage (everyone else sans Alfred, who was pointedly unimpressed), Tim couldn't even bring himself to be surprised. Really, his life had been a shitshow since he was around ten. It's not like he didn't expect himself to be accidentally married to some otherworldly magical creature by this point.
The worst part - worse than the actual engagement, that is - was that Constantine couldn't exactly tell them who the spouse was.
What he did say was that the Ring belonged to the King of Infinite Realms, Keeper of Unseen Worlds, and Eyes of Universe. But those were only titles, and, as John Constantine begrudgingly admitted, there has been a change in the management recently, so no one really knew what the new almighty monarch looked like or what they were, much less their whereabouts.
"You can't blame me for not being keen to find out, though," John said, wincing, "The last one was a bloody tyrant, and the Realms operate under the right of conquest rule."
At least, the mage assured them that since the being had not yet come to collect their shiny new spouse, they might never show up at all. The Ring has been lost for ages after all, so maybe the King didn't even remember having one. Or, the previous King didn't, and the new one didn't know about or didn't care.
The first week after the incident, they spent anxiously researching and worrying. Bruce even went as far as making Tim wear a tracker at all times, which was not great, but he did appreciate the gesture. Kind of.
After the first month with no sign of any changes, the worry started to abate. In half a year, most of the family stopped trying to keep an eye on Tim at all times lest he suddenly disappeared. Two years later, even Tim himself treated the Ring as a natural part of his daily life. The stone inside was still a great fidget toy, engagement or not.
Three years, one month, and five days after Tim first put the Ring on his finger, when the world was falling apart and breaking in front of him and there was not a single thing he could do to stop it anymore, Tim pressed his lips to the cold, dark strip of unknown metal on his finger.
"Whoever you are, I don't even care, please," he whispered in a useless prayer, his voice hoarse and his throat dry, "please, help."
And the world came to a stop with a short, amused chuckle.
"Oh, I thought you'd never ask."
[part 2 ->]
#danny phantom#dpxdc#dc x dp#tim drake#batfam#batman#ring of rage#ghost king danny#john constantine#accidental marriage#im leaning towards fae!danny here#kinda#the ring of rage is basically a magic engagement ring#its also not entirely accidental#the ring chooses the spouse to its liking#so#marriage of destiny?#soulmates?#engagement orchestrated by an artifact#the artifact may or may not be a little shit#cork writes#cork prompts#tim x danny#dead tired#brain dead
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Danny is a Fae at Starbucks
So! Danny works by Fae Rules, Names and all, but he has no idea about that because he was forced to run away from Home (and the Ghost portal) before his Ghostly Education could be completed.
He runs to Gotham and eventually gets a job at Starbucks, or some other Cafe.
He has to ask the question "Could I get your name please?" A LOT while working there. And unintentionally steals hundreds of Names by the end of his first day, much less a week or a month into his job.
One day, Constantine visits Gotham for a Meeting with Batman, but by the time he gets to the Meeting Point he has bigger issues to discuss.
"Why the hell does half of your City belong to a Fae Lord?!"
#Dpxdc#Dp x dc#Dcxdp#Dc x dp#Danny Phantom#Dc#Dcu#Fae Rules#Danny is a Fae#Or to be make accurate the Fae is just another name for Realms Ghosts#Danny doesn't know this because he was separated from the Portal before he could learn about it#Danny has unintentionally stolen half of Gotham#He is now a Fae Lord by default#Not that he knows that#Half of the Batfam belongs to him#They all love his coffee#Tim has Joked that he would sell his soul for a cup of his Coffee#Now he Technically Has...
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The Matriarch | DC X DP (again)
if you ever wonder in the future why most of my ideas come to me at night please let it be known i am a night owl and also i work graveyards and thats when my hamster wheel of a brain starts working. once again there will be errors cause its 2am as usual and i just write these when the idea comes and cannot bother to correct myself. this is an old draft
prompt: Gotham City is a hub where the supernatural gather, only few were allowed to establish a line in the very core of its being. It was notoriously picky about who were allowed, it was here where the Devin family- relatives to the Wayne family had settled briefly before a portion of the family separated from the main family. It was when Danny turns to attend Gotham University where he stumbles upon the who is the matriarch of his bloodline.
Danny couldnât help but stare at the Dullahan before him, her head was on her neck but held on with ecto fishing line as stitches and a black ribbon tied around to hide them. The Dullahan gave a smile as she tilted her head curiously, a soft laugh escaping her.
âIâm uh Danny. Danny Devin.â He had abandoned the Fenton name quickly enough after he ran away a few years ago after the reveal went wrong, he remembered how his aunt Alicia mentioned that rarely anyone in the family drop the Devin name and that his mother was one of the few was a shock to the others. In Gotham, there were countless Devinsâ all relatives and non relatives but they took care of each other like it was nothing. He ignored the thought of aunt Alicia being disappointed how quick his mâ Maddie had changed her tune about the supernatural.
âI donât get why your ma changed her mind like that. She couldâve been the best in the family but meeting Jack changed her. Sheâs not the Mads I knew.â Aunt Alicia told him one night, when he called her to let her know he was okay but he couldnât go back home.
She accepted, never questioned and its why she was one of the few he kept in contact with. Sheâd been the one to tell him about their bloodlineâ how attuned they were with anything involving the veil and how death tended to not keep them down.
âWeâre an omen, our very essence is connect to those involved in death. Maddie forgot that.â
âYou are one of mine, yes. I can feel it.â The Dullahan said softly as she reached out and ran her fingers through his hair, his core releasing a pleasant trill at the affectionate touch. He hadnât gotten affection like this often, his parâ Jack and Maddie would pat his shoulder of give him a hug but it wasnât enough. Jazz would try her best but she tended to avoid physical contact and he couldnât blame herâ not when the adults in their family were more focused on ectobiology over being there for their kids.
The touch was filled with motherly warmth and if Danny was in ghost form he believed he wouldâve been floating off the ground and following the touch like those cartoons of people floating off to follow the scent of pies. Itâs like his very core knew he wouldnât get hurt, that the Dullahan would rather be Ended than cause harm on one of her own.
âMy name is Maeve Devin, you can call me grandma or granny. If that feels uncomfortable, aunt Maeve is fine as well. As long as you are in this city, you are under the protection of mine just as the others are. Lady Gotham is a family friend.â
Aunt Maeve said as she brushed his bangs away to take a closer look at his features just as he took in hers as well. Her skin was pale and she had long red hair in loose curls and it stopped at her waist. He could see various streaks of white that peeked out whenever she moved her head. Blue eyes similar to his own, she was a bit shorter than him since heâs been gaining height after finally being able to catch up on the nutrients he needed when he was still in high school.
She wore clothing that was casual, a loose band t-shirt and a pair of sweatpants but he honestly wasnât surprised cause it is a weekend and he hadnât planned on visiting his motherâs side of the family yet but he somehow found his way here.
âOh the Bats will adore you.â Maeve murmurs and Danny was kinda afraid, he doesnât know what the Bats are but he can definitely hear the capital B in the word. Should he be worried? He wants to be worried but he decides to trust Aunt Maeve because he knows Fae canât lie.
Oh wow his family are descendants of a Fae. Huh, is that why heâs horrible at lying? He mentally puts a pin on that thought for future Danny to handle.
âCome, the others wish to meet you.â Aunt Maeve tugs him along deeper into the houseâ it was more of a manor and Danny has a silent crisis over the fact that the Devin family are rich enough to afford a manor as he crosses the threshold of the house.
tldr:
i just like the idea that danny was bound to die at any point because his family is bound to death from maddieâs side and its why he got chosen to be a halfa by the realms when the portal opened and basically killed him enough to bring him back. deathâs the grandmother who likes her grandbabies but definitely picks favorites on the ones near death to give them a gift thats basically â¨the very being of death (maeve for example)â¨
maddieâs side of the family are heavily connected to the supernatural/death scene but maddie cut ties to that and became very anti supernatural because of jack and its why sheâs that way today. aliciaâs disappointed but doesnt fight maddie on it because everyone else cut maddie off and alicia worries for her sister yk. phantom reveal gone wrong, alicia called aunt maeve to take danny in and maeve pulled some strings so he has a ride to gotham u.
danny has yet to realize that since maeve is a dullahan, death was always going to come to him because she had visited once because the scent of death on danny was STRONG before his accident and he saw her briefly before it. once he realizes he has many feelings about this and it doesnât help that the wayne family reek of death.
heâll settle in the devin manor and claim it as his haunt one day but also dannyâs silently like âwhat the fuckâ because his bloodline is fae??? WHO THE FUCK SMASHED A DULLAHAN??? all while bruce gets a surprise visit from maeve who drops danny off to be babysat (despite him being 18) and is like âcousins. play nice, i have to hunt :)â
every supernatural in the devin family were human once before they were blessed (in a fucked up way) by death
#dc comics#dc x dp au#dc x dp prompt#dc x dp crossover#dc x dp#dc universe#dcu#dpxdc#dp x dc prompt#danny fenton#danny phantom#fae danny phantom#distant wayne danny#matriarch au#batfamily#batfam#the matriarch au
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Prompt 245
Now Danny would openly admit, if only to himself, that he had a type when it came to relationships. If they were strong, if they were a threat to him, then chances were he would develop some sort of crush. It was how he had dated Sam and Valerie (And Johnny & Kitty) when he was a bit younger, and hell, Sam had technically succeeded in killing him, even if partly.
Attraction towards smart people who could kill him was honestly par for the course for a Fenton or Nightingale anyway.
And heâd also admit he enjoyed a bit of time travel, learning about times and culture long before his time, to the point that he could blend in in ancient times just as easily as the time he had been born in. That it was natural to mutter in a language lost to time.
So color him surprise when another man perks up in the bar he had paused to get a drink in, vibrant green eyes gleaming in interest and responds in turn. And not just in the language, but able to keep up when he talks about things that once existed but havenât been rediscovered yet.
And one thing led to the other, and there might have been some assassins and some shenanigans that end with them both laughing together in an inn and then more and- Okay he has a type alright, and heâs ticking each box! How is that fair?
#DCxDP#DPxDC#Prompts#Adult Danny#Ras is just as smitten and so sad whenever Danyal leaves#But Danny always returns & heâs explained he has to travel lest he go mad#Danny isnât technically from the DC dimension but itâs his favorite & it has nothing to do with Ras#Is their relationship healthy? Definitely not but theyâre morally grey immortals#Dusan asks about his mother first#Technically Danny isnât his mother BUT he does take on parental role & as far as the kids are aware this death-being is their mom#Why look Dusan even has his hair- their logic is flawless#Talia tells Bruce her mother is gone & for YEARS he thought she meant dead#Ellie got her wanderlust from Danny & they all give off some sort of mystical fae vibes#deadly decisions#Space Core Danny#Moon Core Ellie#Sun Core Dan#Liminal Al Ghuls#Danny is Not ghost King#Technically heâs some sort of being of rebirth like some sort of cosmic phoenix#Am I saying long-haired Danny with feathers in his braid that shimmers from white to galaxy? Maybe#Batfam had no clue about Danny save for Jason#And they didnât find out until Damian mentions Grandmother apparently visited once more#Let Jason & Damian be brothers#How many tags until tumblr deletes them I wonder
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Tim goes missing for three weeks and no one knows where he is, everyone thinks he's dead. Then he bursts into the room and when asked where he's been, he responds "All that matters is my name is still mine" and refuses to elaborate
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DcxDp prompt
An idea I just thought of
I have read a few prompts in different places where Danny is a Fae or is assumed to be Fae and I was just thinking of this story I learned when I was little about how the Fae would lure children who felt unwanted by their families and whisk them away into their realm.
So now I want someone more talented than me to write something about Danny befriending either Damien or Tim, and it being focused on how inadequate the bat family member in question feels, or their feelings about not being a part of the family, and the family thinks that they are being lured in by the Fae. So, naturally, they start trying to show their love to the person, hoping to avoid losing them, while also realizing that this would only happen if the person felt unloved and oh my God, did we push them away to the point where they donât think we see them as family?
The thing is, the bat family is all somewhat emotionally constipated. They also donât talk to each other about things, so I donât think this would go very well. Maybe one of them even overhears the family member in question talking to Danny about going with them somewhere, and immediately assumes that Danny is going to kidnap said family member.
Iâm trying not to be very overt about which member of the family it is, because honestly, I feel like it could go whichever way you want to. Iâm personally picturing Tim or Damian, but I could also see it happening with Jason post resurrection after he and the bat family are sort of uneasily friendly or even Dick or Duke(I donât think Cass would be the one being âluredâ, she would more be on the sidelines just watching this unfold.)
Maybe they even think Danny was originally human that was turned into Fae due to being taken away from his family, and one of them sees clockwork or something and assumes that clockwork has sort of set up a system where Danny lures away people for him, while Danny is under the delusion that he is saving these people. This would further work if itâs a bad Fentons au, because the bat family would look into it and notice how Danny has not physically changed in all of this time since he went âmissingâ(in reality, it was a reveal gone wrong and Danny is just staying with clockwork now.)
Meanwhile, Danny is making friends with the cute boy who he finds very interesting, even if the personâs family keeps being weird. She might have a little bit of a grudge against some of the family members from what his friend has told him, so he might make a few comments about things, but he doesnât understand why theyâre acting so hostile..
The angst! The misunderstandings! The total difference in point of views from the bat family to Danny! The absolute chaos! The bat family being forced to communicate emotions!
Someone please write more for this and let me know if you want me to elaborate on my ideas for the different routes it could take.ďżź
#misunderstanding#dc x dp#dcxdp#angst#they think Danny is fae#protective batfamily#chaos and angst#someone write this#Danny is just vibing with his new friend#while the Batfam thinks he is manipulating them
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Yandere Batfam x Neglected Reader x Yan! King and Queen of the Winter Fae
Tw:
Youâre Bruceâs biological daughter from a one night stand. You joined the family only a month or so before Jasonâs death, which was definitely a big factor of the neglect.
You had one month where the house was good. You had been living with your grandparents, as your mother hadnât been able to parent you, but they had gotten too old to care for you. So, your mother told Bruce about you, they did a DNA test, and voila! Itâs a child
Your first month was tense but good. Bruce was distant and awkward but he genuinely tried. Alfred was always willing to talk with you. Jason was actually really nice to you, and the one time you met Dick, you really liked him.
However, everything changed when Jason died.
You were mourning too, having cared about him, but you were left alone in your grief. Bruce shut you out, rarely showing up to dinner or anything else. Alfred was more distant, colder. Dick wasnât there. No one was.
Then, a boy with black hair and pale skin started randomly coming in and ordering your dad around, and Alfred welcomed him with open arms. Bruce took longer, but it wasnât too long until your father started treating that way better than he treated you.
The thing you hated most about the whole situation was that you were absolutely being kept in the dark about something. The minute you entered any room three of them were in conversations stopped. Usually the boy, Timothy, would change the subject or just excuse himself. Then Bruce would go back to being Brody.
You got the message. You stopped going to breakfast or dinner with them. You faded into the background easily, and could go weeks without seeing Tim or Bruce. Alfred was more regularly, but never for long. In the morning before school when you get the bus, he packed you breakfast to go, which was nice.
You spent a lot of time outdoors, even during the winter. That was probably why you started, noticing the odd behavior of the air around you. You noticed the odd sound coming from the abandoned shed on the property.
You werenât expecting to see a small being that looked like they were made of ice stuck in a mouse trap made of plastic, their oxygen being cut off, but you couldnât leave them there.
When you entered the shed, having successfully broken the lock, you could tell the being was surprised. You spoke in calm tones, explaining that you lived on the property and you wanted to help them, but that you needed them to hold still.(in the back of your mind, you wondered if they even understood English. Hopefully, if they didnât, your tone would help them understand.)
It took you a minute to figure out how the trap worked, but once you figured it out, you let the being free. They stared at you for a moment. They flew up to eye level with you for a moment, and touched your nose.
The little hand on your nose felt surprisingly nice. It wasnât the bad, kind of cold, but rather felt like snow when it hits the tip of your nose. It made you smile.
The being winked at you, smiling and making sounds that you couldnât quite understand, before they flew off into the sky, which you noticed was rapidly getting darker. You hurried back to the manor to get your dinner, not realizing just what you had started.
Edit: Iâm so sorry I havenât been writing lately! Things have been hectic, but summer starts soon, so I hope I will have more time to write! Also, in case you donât realize it from reading this, the reader does not know the Waynes are the Batfamily, and the reader has not been publicly acknowledged as a member of the Wayne family. You were supposed to be publicly acknowledged after being there for a month and a half, but when Jason died, those plans got thrown out. ďżź
#yandere#yandere prompt#yandere batfam x reader#yandere batfam x neglected reader#yandere Batfam x neglected reader x yan! fae#platonic yandere#yandere batfamily#yandere batfamily x reader#yandere fae
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You are so real for that, neurodivergence is such a frivolous muse, constantly changing her demeanor đ
A taste for morally gray milf's? Jude Duarte peek of girlhood? Are you my long list sister?! â¤ď¸â¤ď¸â¤ď¸
Lol
I would love to know more about this fae batfam AU? đ
I think we all as girls should aspire to be more like Jude Duarte at some point. She's the standard of femininity in my eyes, thank you very much.
I haven't thought much of this au, but basically, the Batfam, including Alfred, are all Fae. Wife! Darling is a human who managed to fool Bruce Wayne into a trap and forcing him to strike a deal with her in order to secure her position and her children, who by the way, are half-breeds. Half Fae, half human. Her firstborn is actually Bruce's biological child, but he never knew about her because he didn't bother checking on the woman after that night. Meanwhile, Wife! Darling was eventually courted by another Fae male, falling in love and having his children, a set of twins. A human boy and a girl with Fae magic. They were an unconventional but happy family...until something happened that took her mate away from her, leaving them in a dangerous position. She sought out Bruce in a desperate attempt to protect her kids from the threats, knowing from her former partner that humans can in fact trick faeries too if they play the game right.
Because of this, the tension between both sides is even higher than in the canon universe au because faeries usually disregard humans as inferior to them and generally not worth their time, but Wife! Darling forced her way into the household with her kids and she has no intention of backing. Not to mention she tricked Bruce Wayne, one of the most powerful Fae lords, without using magic.
Another detail of this au is that, here, humans getting pregnant by Fae is very rare, since their bodies aren't supposed to stand the magic, and most of the time they can't ever carry the pregnancy to term. Either they have miscarriages or they both die before birth. Wife! Darling is considered a rarity, an anomaly, because she birthed three half-fae children and they all survived. Not just that, but they're also healthy, despite the scars she carries from the childbirth process. Also, the twins are a miracle. The magical twin should've absorbed the human one or at least killed him at birth with magic, but they both made it.
Bruce and his wife are bounded by a magical thread: She'll remain married to him and use his name to her benefit until her children are old enough to move away and have their own lives. Then, she'll leave him and won't try to contact him or the family ever again. Until the danger threatening their lives passes.
Problem arises when years go by, the kids grow...and suddenly the Batfam find themselves not quite liking the idea of their humans leaving the house.
Specially when mating bonds are suddenly snapping in place...more than just one.
#yandere batfam#yandere batfam x reader#yandere bruce wayne x reader#fae au#faeries au#yandere batfamily#yandere batfamily x reader#batfam x reader#wife darling au#neglected daughter au#neglected family au#asks
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Okay so Iâve seen the âTim Drake is a changelingâ AU float around once or twice, and I wanna toss my two cents in:
If youâre building a changeling AU for Tim, please feel free to play around with the mythology. Donât just stop at âheâs a fairy swap babyââmake his parents actual fae. Like, full-on, glamour-weaving, iron-allergic, vibes-over-substance kind of creatures. Suddenly Jack and Janet Drake being emotionally distant, globe-trotting, vaguely neglectful semi-rich people makes way more sense. Fae donât do âparenting,â most of the time they are depicted as unable of love.
Now imagine fairy-Tim, quietly stalking the Gotham through a camcorder lens, trying to understand what makes the Bats tickâwhere does the âloveâ come from? And then Jason Todd dies. Tragic loss, right? But to Tim, itâs an opening. A vacancy. A role.
So he inserts himself into the family like an invasive species. Bruce is grieving, confused, and suddenly thereâs this eerily competent, unsettlingly intense kid showing up with murder boards and a homemade Robin costumeâbut Bruce just canât turn him away for whatever reason.
And hereâs where the changeling angle really hits: Bruce doesnât notice how weird it is. Because Timâs using every inch of magic and mimicry in his uncanny little arsenal to seem just enough like Jason to slide into the role.
But then Jason comes back. And now Timâs left spiraling. Because this wasnât just a game. This was his purpose. He finally thought he was beginning to understood what love was, and it was being Robin. Being needed. Being part of something.
But now? His human counterpart is back and angry. So what are his options?
â Remove Jason. Permanently.
â Admit that he failed at the one thing he was literally born (or swapped) to do.
And look. Heâs a changeling. The moral compass is more of a sundial on a cloudy day.
#lol this is so OOC#but I donât think itâs a particularly bad thing#batman#batfam#dc comics#dc robin#bruce wayne#tim drake#jason todd#tim drake robin#tim drake au#fae folk#fae#fae au#changeling#jack and janet drake#bat family#this isnât my usual cup of tea but I lowkey fw the concept
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a cuckoo in the nest
(Aka the Fae!Tim fic that I decided not to finish and thus am dumping on Tumblr)
The creature that the Unseelie Queen forces on Bruce is disguised as a human child. Worse, it resembles Bruceâs two current children. Skin on the lighter side, lighter than either of his kids, black hair, blue eyes, and a light sweater and sweatpants combination that either Dick or Jason might wear. It is quite the contrast to the wild fey flashing too-bright teeth at Bruce.
âYou will welcome it into your home,â the Unseelie Queen commands. âYou will treat it as you would your own son. You will do nothing to indicate that it is anything but a human boy.â
One gnarled claw curls around the creatureâs shoulder. The creatureâs expression remains eerily blank. Another point in favor of its otherworldliness. A normal human child would show some reaction to the Unseelie Queenâs possessive presence. This creature stays perfectly still.
âIn returnâŚâ the Unseelie Queen crooks one finger of her free hand in a come here motion and a figure stumbles out of the dark trees surrounding their little clearing.
It is Jason. Injured beyond belief, blue eyes red and weeping. Bruceâs knee jerks, but he forces himself to remain within the small summoning circle. A thin line of salt and iron protecting him from the Unseelie Queenâs unfathomable powers.
âYou get your son back.â She presents Jason to Bruce like sheâs selling a prize horse at an auction. One hand on the back of his neck. âAlive and well. As he was before his death. The memory of his death will remain, but dulled. That is my bargain, Batman.â
Bruce is not fool enough to give the Unseelie Queen his real name, nor is he stupid enough to lie to her. Using his nighttime alter ego presents the perfect compromise. Batman is not his real name, nor is it a lie. So it is Batmanâs black gauntlets that curl into fists as Bruce considers the Unseelie Queenâs deal.
It is the height of stupidity to take a creature he does not know the abilities of into Wayne Manor, and pretend it is his son. Given what he knows of the Unseelie Queen, such a creature could cause unfathomable damage to his family, to Gotham. This is a bet of Bruceâs own intelligence against a fey hundreds of times older than Bruce. He could very well end up losing both of his sons this time.
âB,â Jason sobs. âWhaâs goinâ on?â
But the alternative is to walk away from a chance to have Jason back. This is not the universe where Bruce is capable of such an act. At least with the Unseelie Queenâs bargain, Bruce has a chance to limit any potential harm. Perhaps he can even outsmart the creature and prevent all damage whatsoever. If she had asked him to kill someone, or something more direct, Bruce wouldnât stand a chance.
Bruce uncurls his fists slowly. âI accept.â
With those two words, both the creature and Jason are invited into the circle. The creature steps forward calmly, Nike sneakers passing over the salt and iron easily. Its arms are flat by its sides, and its head comes up to Bruceâs chest. If it were human, it would be around the same age that Jason was when Bruce caught him stealing the Batmobileâs tires. A blatant attempt at emotional manipulation on the Unseelie Queenâs part.
Jason is shoved forwards by the Unseelie Queen. He trips over his own feet, but Bruce is there to catch him this time, to gently fold him in his arms and check him over for injuries.
âIâm getting you home,â Bruce promises.
And if he has to bring home the Unseelie Queenâs little spy as well to make it happen, then that is a price Bruce is more than willing to pay to have his family whole again.
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Tim finally has the chance to be part of a family again, and it is the best family he could have imagined. He can scarcely believe his luck as Mr. WayneâBatman, for nowâleads Tim and Jason (who doesnât look so good) into the Batcave. Tim is so caught up trying not to gape in awe at everything that he misses the hushed conversation that Mr. Wayne has with his butler, and the slightly louder, much longer conversation he has with his eldest son. The original Robin is standing all of five meters away from Tim! Heâs going to be Timâs older brother!
A lifetime ago, when Tim was still fully human, with parents and the last name Drake, heâd been obsessed with Batman and Robin. Had followed them around pitch black rooftops, through the streets buzzing with neon lights and vices, just to get a glimpse of his heroes. Discovered Robinâs true identity shortly before Bruce Wayne adopted Jason Todd, and a new Robin came to roost in Gothamâs skyscrapers.
Then Janet and Jack Drake gave their only child to the Unseelie Queen in exchange for money and power, and Tim lost his name, and his home, and his entire world.
âWhat is your name?â Mr. Wayne interrupts Timâs memories. He looms in front of Tim in an empty Batcave. Mr. Pennyworth and both Robins are long gone. It is only Tim, in his ill-fitting human clothes, and Batman.
Tim knew this question was coming. Mr. Wayne must think that Tim is a human child, and that asking for his name is a simple exchange of pleasantries. He cannot know that Tim is no longer fully human, and his name is no longer free to give or take, nor his own anymore. Luckily, Tim prepared a response. He does not want to lie to Batman, after all, but as much as he wishes he could trust Mr. Wayne with his name, he knows better.
âWhat do you want to be called?â Mr. Wayne amends, when Tim fails to answer fast enough.
Carefully, Tim purses his lips and whistles. Hoo-ooh. A sharp ho followed by a lower, longer oo sound. The call of a common cuckoo. Hoo-ooh. Hoo-ooh.
Mr. Wayne frowns in response. Tim panics brieflyâdid he not get the call right? He practiced so much!âand tries again, a little faster. Hoo-ooh, hoo-ooh, hoo-ooh. Please accept me. I know Iâm an unwanted interloper, an imposter. Please accept me anyway.
âDo you have a name in English?â Mr. Wayne asks. He repeats the question in a few more languages. Tim recognizes the Spanish and Russian, but heâs not sure what the others are. âDo you understand what Iâm saying?â
Tim nods frantically. He swallows with difficulty, and then whispers: âTim.â
It is not a lie, and it is common enough that hopefully Tim can remain anonymous. He is a common cuckoo bird, after all, not even remarkable in his imposition.
âWell, Tim,â Mr. Wayne says, voice dropping to an ominous growl, âI will uphold my end of the bargain. But do not think for a second that I can be tricked into trusting you. And if you give me even the slightest indication that you intend to hurt a member of my family in any way, I will not hesitate to take you down. Do you understand?â
Tim has not cried in years, not since his parents gave him away. But tonight a peculiar wetness pricks at the corners of his eyes as he nods. âYes, Mr. Wayne, sir,â he says quickly. âI understand.â
It isnât as though Mr. Wayne is wrong. Tim is an interloper, here to trick Mr. Wayne and his family into caring about Tim. All Mr. Wayne did was make it clear that he will continue to pretend that Tim is part of his family and that he will not be tricked. Thereâs no reason for Tim to get emotional about it.
Itâs just that Tim hoped, if just for a moment, that it wouldnât be pretend.
The Wayne family, aside from Mr. Wayne himself, is very easily tricked. Mr. Pennyworth (âcall me Alfred, Master Timâ) lets Tim follow him around even though he wonât let Tim help with chores no matter how much he insists that he can do it. Tim is fine with that, really. For now it is better to be tolerated, if not liked, than not to be tolerated at all. He has noticed that even Mr. Wayne defers to Alfred in household matters, so it is good to have the real head of household somewhat in his corner.
Most days, Tim sits on the kitchen counter while Alfred cooks, and awkwardly attempts to answer questions about his previous life. It is mixed, as far as conversations go. The questions are very stressful for Tim, who is never sure how much he should say, but smelling and eating human food after so long without it still brings tears to his eyes.
Simmering tomato floats through the air as Alfred adds a pinch of rosemary to his soup. Timâs mouth waters, and he swallows before talking.
âI had a really long argument with a rosemary plant, once,â Tim recalls ruefully. âIt was dumb. But I was so desperate for human food that Iâdâve said just about anything.â
The rosemary plant refused, in the end. Everyone was too scared of the Unseelie Queen to help Tim.
Alfred stirs his pot carefully. âYou had an argumentâŚwith the rosemary plant?â He clarifies neutrally.
âYep.â Timâs legs swing back and forth a bit faster. âI told you, it was really dumb. I wouldâve tried with the mushrooms, but theyâre mean and scary, really scary. And old.â
Some of the mushrooms are even older than the Unseelie Queen, which makes them even scarier. Except that the Unseelie Queen has Timâs name, and the mushrooms do not.
Tim blushes all of a sudden, mindful of his audience. âI didnât mean being old makes them scary,â he mumbles, furious at himself. He is supposed to be trying to get Alfred to like him, and instead he insults him! What is wrong with him?
âIt is quite alright, dear boy,â Alfred says. âI assure you no offense was taken. Now, what is it you were saying about being desperate for human food?â
Mr. Grayson (âcall me Dick, everyone else does!â) is the easiest to trick into caring about Tim. He is actually not sure what he did to pull it off. Dick stays at Wayne Manor most weekends, and the first time he comes over, before Tim has a chance to enact any of his thirty-four âTrick Robin Into Liking Meâ plans, Dick asks if he wants to get ice cream. Tim accepts eagerly, and Dick smiles so brightly that Tim nearly forgets about Mr. Wayne scowling in the background. After that, Dick always makes a point to seek him out. Tim is pretty sure he makes a bumbling mess of himself every conversation, but somehow Dick keeps laughing it off and taking Tim out for another slightly reckless and exceedingly enjoyable excursion.
Jason is a bit harder to trick. He is still healing mentally and emotionally from his death, so heâs off-duty as Robin. Since school is out for the summer, this means he spends most of his time curled up in the library. Tim once hovered behind him for hours, trying to work up the courage to start a conversation, when Jason turned and snapped what so aggressively that Tim immediately ran away.
In general, he is surly, defensive, angry, and reluctant to accept affection from his real family, much less Tim. Eight plans to trick Jason into caring about him are complete failures that end in Tim further earning Jasonâs ire. Another fourteen plans are thrown out before Tim can enact them, after the humiliation of the eight failures.
Eventually, Tim turns to Dick for help. Dick has alluded to a rough start with Jason, which sounds fake to Tim. Dick was Robin, how could anyone not like him? But maybe he can give Tim advice.
It is a sweltering Saturday in late July when Dick pulls away from Wayne Manor in some type of fancy car with Tim in the co-pilot seat.
âI need advice,â Tim says nervously as Bristolâs mansions flash by. Tim did his best not to look at the Drakesâ manor. He succeeded in not looking, but he wondered whether his parents started staying in Gotham more often once Tim was gone, and the question wonât leave him alone.
âWhatâs up?â Dick asks easily. He lazes in the driverâs seat, two fingers on the steering wheel. It is this nonchalance which convinces Tim to go through with his question.
Timâs hands tap out some pattern on his forearms and elbows. âHow do I get Jason to like me?â
Dick curls his right hand around the wheel and glances at Tim quickly. Tim still struggles reading expressions, so he has absolutely no idea whatâs going through Dickâs mind. Maybe heâs thinking that thereâs no way that Jason will ever like him. Maybe Dick doesnât like Tim. Maybe heâs only acting like he cares about Tim because heâs so nice.
âJason doesnâtâŚâ Dick sighs. âNot like you. Heâs just going through a lot right now. On top of the stuff with his birth mother, he also, well, you know.â
âDied,â Tim supplies.
Dickâs shoulders inch towards his ears. Veins in his forearm pop as the hand on the wheel tightens. âYeah. So, just, give him some time, yeah?â
But Tim doesnât have time. He has until the end of the summer, approximately two more months. To the fae the end of summer is not a specific day, but rather a sensation. Decay on the doorsteps, rot in the wind. Hot breezes melting into simmering afternoons. The crisp crackle of a leaf underfoot.
If he cannot trick every member of the Wayne family into loving him by the end of summer, he must return to the Unseelie Queen, this time forever. That was her bargain. This is Timâs one chance to escape her.
Tim looks out his window at the cold, unfeeling mansions and nods miserably. âOkay.â
Jason does not like the new kid. Everything about him is just slightly off. He walks like heâs surprised that his feet come back down. He talks like heâs describing a dream and expects everyone else to understand. Heâs constantly watching Jason silently with those eerie, unblinking eyes of his. Despite living in the same house as Batman, Tim is quieter still, always popping up unannounced and thrusting a trinket or a book at Jason.
This isnât even getting into the part where Jason knows he died but doesnât quite remember it and keeps having nightmares he doesnât understand. He vaguely recalls a forest that wasnât a forest and a hand that wasnât a hand, curling around his shoulder. Bruce wonât stop treating Jason like glass and Dick still looks weepy sometimes, but neither will let Jason out as Robin. All three are letting Jason get away with everything except the things he actually wants to do. Itâs infuriating.
In other words, the summer is off to a great start.
âBets on the new kid,â Jason says. Heâs in the middle of making himself peanut butter chocolate chip cookies, because he is the only one that Alfred allows in the kitchen.
Dick is draped dramatically across the counter, because according to him itâs so tragic how Jason never wants to do anything fun. Jason hit him over the head with a spatula in response. Dick whined about that, so Jason hit him even harder.
âWhat are we betting on?â Dick asks.
Jason half-shrugs. âLikeâŚheâs clearly not human. What is he?â
Dick sits up on the counter. âYeah, he keeps talking about talking to plants.â
âAnd plants are always a little bigger and shinier after he leaves the room,â Jason adds.
âMaybe heâs got some relation to Ivy,â Dick suggests.
This entire conversation would not be necessary if Bruce would just cough up the answer. But he responds to every question about Tim with some variation of âhmmmâ or âI cannot say.â Jason even sucked up his pride and asked Barbara, but she doesnât know whatâs up with the new kid either. Jason suspects that Bruce promised Tim he wouldnât tell, becauseâ
âHave you seen his reaction to food though?â Jason asks rhetorically. âItâs like heâs so shocked heâs being fed.â
And he lets that hang, because maybe itâs true, and not a joke.
Dick scratches his chin. âAnd he says âhumanâ like heâs not one.â
âOkay.â Jason sets his mixing bowl down on the counter Dick claimed as his seat. âMy theory: heâs a metahuman whose parentsâor guardiansâor whoever was in charge of himâtreated as less than human, and he made B promise not to say âcause he doesnât know we ainât shit like his parents yet.â
âI mean.â Dick scoots off the counter when Jason comes swinging with the baking tray. He attempts to help Jason spread the parchment paper until Jason glares at him. âHe thinks you hate him.â
Jason freezes in the middle of scooping a handful of cookie batter into the tray. Guilt curdles, expired milk and broken egg shells, in his stomach. âI donât.â
âI know.â
Dick doesnât mention the part about Jason dying, because heâs ultra sensitive to that sort of thing. Jason has debated making extra jokes about his death just to force Dick to get used to it, but he hasnât gone through with it. Heâs never seen Dick cry like he did when Jason came back. They havenât talked about it, because Jason is allergic to big emotions and Dick is nothing but an oversized bundle of big emotions. But it lingers in the back of Jasonâs mind, everytime Dick pretends that everything is fine. You mourned me. Itâs so obvious, said like that. Of course he mourned Jason. But itâs not an experience Jason ever expected to live through.
Not even Jason knows how he came back to life. He suspects Bruce had something to do with it, but Bruce wonât say. The continuous silence from him is driving Jason to insanity where the Joker and dying failed.
âFair tidings.â Timâs head pops up by Jasonâs shoulder and he forcibly suppresses a surprised reaction. Another weird-ism of Timâs: what sort of American kid says fair tidings? âCan I help?â
âNo,â Jason snaps immediately, curling one arm around the batter bowl.
Dick makes a noise, and Jason winces. He didnât mean to snap at the kid. Itâs just that everything about Tim sets off sirens in Jasonâs head. And usually by the time Jason is ready to invite the kid in, heâs run off.
âFine,â Jason grunts. He shoves the bowl at Tim. âWeâre making cookies.â
Tim stares at the bowl with owlish eyes, and Jason clamps down on the urge to yell at the kid again.
âHey, Timmy,â Dick says faux-casually. âI never asked. You got a last name?â
Timâs head snaps up. âWhy do you want to know?â
Jesus, he sounds one wrong word from breaking into tears. Jason exchanges a glance with Dick, who is taken aback by the uncharacteristic bout of aggression from the weird kid, and reluctantly decides to intervene.
âItâs âcause we wanna get to know the baby bro better,â Jason says gruffly. âYa know. Bondinâ and shhhh, uh, stuff.â
Timâs blue eyes widen into twin moons. âYou want to be my big brother?â
The naked hope in his voice is really not helping with Jasonâs guilt.
âYeah.â Jason throws down a few more lumps of cookie dough a bit more forcefully than required. âAinât no way B is returning you to the kid store.â
Actually, heâs only seen Bruce interact with Tim once, and it was super awkward. But heâs pretty confident that Bruce wouldnât take in a kid if he didnât want that kid to be his kid.
Dick is smiling dopily, so Jason is pretty sure he said enough right words in the right order. âSo?â Dick prompts. âGot a last name, baby bird?â
Timâs hands float to his elbows and start tapping out an unknown pattern. âItâs, uh. Drake.â
âTim Drake,â Jason tests out, and neither he nor Dick miss the way that Tim does his best impression of a wooden plank at the sound of his name. âWhy does that sound familiar?â
âDunno.â Dick snaps his fingers and points at Tim. âWait! Youâre our neighbor!â
Tim gives Dick his weird blank stare, so Dick points at Jason instead. âThe Drakes are our neighbors,â he explains. âThe parents were always out of the country for vacation or something, but I remember they had a little kid tag along with them once or twice. What happened?â
âBruh.â Jason shoves the tray in the oven with his bare hands, because he isnât a wuss and heâs also not stupid enough to touch the burning hot metal with bare hands. âThey supervillains or something?â
Tim shakes his head. His hands press flat against his legs. âThey sold me.â
He says it so flatly that Jason exchanges another look with Dick just to make sure he heard right. But Dickâs jaw drops in outrage, so clearly they heard the same thing.
âHow? When? To who?â Dickâs eyes narrow. Heâs dropping into protective big brother mode. Jason has had the dubious pleasure of experiencing it first-hand a few times. âDoes B know about this?â
But Tim shakes his head again. âI canât say.â
âAre they threatening you?â Jason jumps in, pretending his tone isnât leaning in the same big brother direction as Dickâs is. âYou know B has Supes on speed-dial, right? Ainât no one in the world who can get away with threatening you now that Bâs got you.â
Tim shakes his head a third time, and Jason really has no idea if Tim actually means no or if heâs just moving his head.
Dick and Jason exchange another worried look, but this time Jason isnât sure what Dick is thinking. Mostly because Tim just gave them about a thousand more questions in the process of answering one.
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DPxDC Shit Fae!Danny Has Said While Living With Waynes
Danny, making a 'got your nose' gesture: Hey Jason, look, I've got your name!
Red Hood, who suddenly can't remember his own name: What the fuck
Bruce, in a tired dad voice: Danny, please, we talked about this, return your brother's name back
Danny: Oh, come on, it's not like he even uses it
Jason, thankfully remembering his name: And I repeat, what the f u c k
Steph, at dinner: I was wondering, what do faeries even eat normally? Like, flowers and stuff?
Danny, his eyes two black voids inside his eyesockets: The souls of the innocent
Steph: So that's a 'no' on the flowers?
Danny, back to normal and shoving a bagel in his mouth: I mean, I can, but would you want to stay on the crumbs-only diet when you are in a 5-star Michelin restaurant?
Tim: It's actually 3-star. Michelin rating system only has three stars, not five.
Dick: Are you saying that people are basically food joints for Fae?
Damian, at Constantine: It would do you well to choose your wording better when speaking to fair folk-
Danny, very much a fair folk, appearing out of thin air in the Cave: Yolo, s'up bitches, guess who's back in town!
Damian: -even when they do not necessarily do so themselves.
Constantine, looking between them: Are you sure you're the human and he is the changeling?
Tim, 46 hours of no sleep: Hey, if you can take a name from someone, does it mean you can take, like, other things that have no real shape or form?
Danny: Names do have shape and form, they even have taste. Yours is like a ping-pong ball made out of really dense cotton candy with banana-caramel flavor.
Tim, losing his touch with reality: Dense banana cotton candy...
Danny: By the way, I know you wanted to ask me if I could take your need to sleep from you, and theoretically, the answer is yes.
Tim, his whisper full of hope: ...will you?..
Danny: No. Either go to sleep or keep suffering. I'm not here to make your life easier.
Danny, after a half-an-hour rant on the Fae customs and traditions: -and Fae never tell the truth, but also never lie. It's a work of art, you know, say what you want but never in a way that makes sense.
Jason: So Fae just like to fuck with people.
Danny, looking him in the eyes, smiling and winking: Sure, humans are very fuckable.
Bruce, trying very hard not to pay attention to this: Can you make an example?
Danny: Sure. I lied.
Bruce: Where?
Danny: :)
Bruce, feeling like he is about to lose his mind: W h e r e ?
Alfred, right after he heard Dick's muffled screaming in the hallway: Young Master Danny, would you mind returning Master Dick his ability to talk in coherent sentences?
Danny, obediently standing up and walking out of the library: ...okay.
Bruce: How come he always listens to you?
Alfred: He knows what I will do if he doesn't.
Danny, returning to the library: He will change all the silverware to iron-ware. As well as the doorknobs and hairbrushes and lightswitches and everything else.
Alfred: Did you fix Master Dick's shoes?
Danny: I did. But I still think that making all of his shoes left ones was funny.
Alfred: Indeed, it was.
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FAE BLOOD DICK GRAYSON IDEA Imagine Dick, unknown to him, descends from a fae's bloodline and is the reason why he seems to be able to do what most regular humans can't; for example, the quadruple flip.
And Dick has enough fae blood in him to curse the robin mantle unknowingly, and that's why those after Dick, who he doesn't give the mantle too, meet such tragedies, even Jason dying.
And the curse is different for each robin depending on how Dick viewed each of them; for example:
With Jason, who Dick viewed as someone who took his spot, someone who dared take his name, the curse of the robin mantle began with him and was the worse. Resulting in Jason's Robin career being unlucky and eventually leading to his demise.
I mean, the Joker didn't kill Jason because he was Jason but because he was Robin.
Tim, the next robin, also suffers a lot on his journey and nearly dies multiple times. But due to Dick viewing Tim as a replacement for Jason and not for him, the curse doesn't kill him.
When Steph came to be robin, she wasn't robin long enough for the curse to affect her; and most of the shit that happened to her happened afterwards with no correlation.
Damien, the robin that Dick gave the mantle to. He doesn't suffer because he's robin. He suffers because he's Damien Al-Ghul. And after he picked Damien, the robin curse nulled.
Who eventually figures it out? None other than Jason. He's always been smart, maybe not as smart as Tim, but he's pretty good at spotting patterns, especially regarding anything Robin-related.
It didn't take a genius to realise a lot of bad shit happens to those who have taken the mantle after Dick due to being robin, all but Damien, the robin he had picked.
So a little bit of digging, It didn't take too long for Jason to figure out the robin mantle was cursed, but he didn't expect Dick; to have been the one to curse it. So he goes to confront the golden boy, Bruce's favourite, at his apartment, and as his fist is about to knock on the door, he is frustratingly stopped by Tim, who had figured this out way before Jason did.
Before Jason punches Tim's lights out, for knowing for so long and not stopping it, he lets Tim speak, and Tim tells him Dick doesn't know, and he isn't sure what will happen if he ever finds out. He's done the research, and it doesn't look good.
Jason doesn't seem to care, so Tim asks him to imagine if he ever found out; their older brother, who has a guilt complex like no other, and is a glutton for punishment, found out that almost every tragedy, even Jason's death was a result of himself, imagine what Dick would do to himself subconsciously and consciously with his abilities.
This stops Jason dead in his tracks. He feels conflicted. He can't forgive what happened, even if it's unintentional, but he doesn't want him to suffer. Uncertain about what to do now, he tells Tim that if this curse affects Damien or any future robins after him, he won't keep his mouth shut.
And then Jason leaves the apartment building, and Tim follows him out; unknown to both of them, Dick was listening from the other side of the door, feeling horrified with himself.
Who knows what he will do now, knowing what he unintentionally has done.
(Can you tell this was my first AU, I'd written, i've slightly edited it so it was readable. LOL)
#Fae Blood Dick grayson#Dick grayson#Dc comics idea#DC Comics prompt#Batman#Batman writing ideas#jason todd#tim drake#damien wayne#batfam#random idea#dc comics
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Bombshell
This is my new dc villain oc named Bombshell aka Bonnie Burke
She's a fae and she's shipped with both Beast Boy and Jason Todd!
She has friendos that are gonna be shown eventually
Came up with her while listening to Owl City's song "Bombshell Blonde" lol
#my art#oc#my oc#dc fanart#dcu#dc universe#dc comics#dc entertainment#dc oc#faerie#fae folk#fae oc#bombshell#bonnie burke#teen titans#batfam#villain oc#artists on tumblr#gummygoatgalaxy
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Prompts in Memes 7
#batman au#batman#prompts#dc#dcu#cryptid batman#cryptid batfam#cryptid batfamily#memes#meme#âSo are we going to talk on how we've all become inhuman creatures orâ#âNo we're not going to talk about it now finish your food Jays about to scare the shit out of people againâ#Alfred is a half-fae#But all the family gives off fae-vibes in their civilian identity#Jason deserves to be a dullahan#Let him remove his head and pull a Shakespeare#Tim is like a Grim or a Banshee to the gothamites#Also I think it's hilarious when the league are oblivious to what's happening in Gotham#And oblivious to the whole batfamily despite Bruce mentioning children once a blue moon#The league thought he was talking about the teams or civilians not whatever the fuck these things are#Bruce: Wow this is a surprisingly peaceful undercover mission#Bruce: . . .#Bruce: Something is happening back home isn't it
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Fae Bound
Jason doesn't know who he inherited his traces of magic from, and he doesn't care. Though weak, it's helpful and has kept him out of some pretty bad situations. It isnât anything fantastic. He just kind of senses the basic intentions of those immediately around him. Like if someone is dangerous or untrustworthy. Itâs nothing specific, but it has saved him a lot of hurt living in the Alley.
If he ever meets whoever he inherited it from, he won't thank them. You never thank a fae, that is admitting that they have done something for you and puts you in their debt.
One night, Jason has a chance meeting with Robin when he is still just a young child, and he knows that he and Dick are meant for each other. It could be fate, destiny, or maybe theyâre soulmates. All of that could mean the exact same thing. Jason doesnât know, and as he gets older, he decides that he doesnât really care.
Because he knows that he has fallen hard for Dick Grayson.
Too bad Dick doesnât feel the same.
After the Joker is done with Jason and leaves him to die, Jason is capable of getting out of the warehouse. He even drags his piece-of-shit mother along with him because he is a hero, dammit, and he wonât just leave her to die even if she deserves it.
Just as Jason makes it to the door, itâs like heâs struck by lightning, he knows that somewhere out there in the universe, Dick is also hurt, but unlike Jason, he is quickly dying.
He could survive, but it will be in a universe without Dick, and that isnât a place Jason wants to be in.
Itâs his mother who offers him a solution. Sheâs dying, and as a last token of apology, she offers him a trade. Jason can stay and die in the warehouse with her, and Dick will live all the years that Jason should have had.
There isnât a choice to be made.
Jason curls around the woman whom he hates for betraying him and loves for helping him save the one person he loves more than his own life or anything in all the infinite universes. He holds her close in a tight hug and waits to die.
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Elsewhere in the universe, Dick makes an impossible recovery and knows.
He knows that when he makes it home, his Little Wing wonât be there.
It hurts.
It hurts more than he ever believed it could. Itâs like somebody shoved their hands into his chest and tore all his insides out and took his soul along with it.
He's cold and hollow, and he doesnât know how heâs supposed to live like this. Why would anyone make him live like this?!
Dick isnât even aware that heâs thrashing and screaming while being pinned to the ground by his friends and teammates. He screams and cries so violently he rips his vocal cords, leaving his throat raw and bloody.
Even after he finally goes still and quiet, he cries and cries like he isnât ever going to stop. Like he is going to shed enough tears for the whole damned universe.
How could Jason leave him like this?
They were supposed to have more time.
They were supposed to have a future together. They just needed a little more timeâŚ
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