#Justice League Oneshot

[prismuffin]

How do you think John Constantine would react to a Male Reader lighting his cigarette with John's lit cigarette?

They were just standing outside talking about the job they were on, and Reader goes to light his cig when he finds that he forgot his lighter. So holds the back of John's head to keep him still, as he gently touches the tip of his cigarette to John's. Moving away once it's lit, talking like it's normal for them both. Even though, it wasn't, and it was a clear sign of flirting.

OOP- no cause thats sooooo wait- 😭ok her cause I think that-

He’s staring you down like your crazy. Whatever was being talked about is forgotten. Slowly his brain starts catching up with him and he’s getting more and more flustered as the scene replays in his head. God forbid you’re maintaining eye contact while this is going down or he’s done for. Just gets loud as a defense mechanism and starts questioning what the fuck that was. You say you forgot your light and he just pulls out two immediately from his jacket. “You didn’t even think to fucking ask me you dumbass??” You shrugged and smirked because at this point his face was red and it was clearer that he was actually flustered and not mad. 100% can’t stop thinking about this even after you both are done hanging out.

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Directory

[knightbun]

As a follow-up to my other robot post that made it big, I made a favorite character bingo exclusively about characters that are robots/AI/etc. It was fun! There were a few I wanted to include but didn’t end up doing so, this was mainly my personal favorites. Feel free to fill this out, I wanna know how many of these guys people know

[thebabygronckle]

LOOKING FOR A FIC

it was a batfamily fic

i think the one im thinking of was a oneshot in a book of oneshots??

it was entirely in kon's (superboy) perspective at titans tower and red hood breaks in and red robin is running from him

kon thinks jason is having another psychotic break or something just to find out that the batkids are playing some fucked up version of tag?

and after tim goes to get his target jason whirls on kon and goes "whats this about you having a crush on tim"

[batfam-fanfics]

Contrary to Popular Belief by iquirms

1 Chapter - 5093 words

Whoever had the wonderful idea to bring every single team together for a day of "bonding" at the Watchtower needed to be checked for any mental injuries. Or, physical ones whenever Bruce found out who is was. This was going to be a bad idea. He knew that, not because he had yet to share his relation to a few other teams leaders and/or members, but because the annoncement didn't specify the uniform was necassarry. And like the demons they were, his children arrived out of uniform.

In matching crop tops.

[ladygatuna]

I thought of a great uniform for Veronica, I wanted something expressive, something that said her personality, after all, she still has youth.

Her outfit is red and black, the colors of a black widow, the same one that stung her. The red part shines, giving a more mature image, after all, she doesn't have a scary appearance by far.

He's technological, after all, she had some love affairs, with people who understood that, and she's not stupid either. Having a high level of studies in this area, she simply combined the useful with the pleasant.

She loved that man!

She has those same claws as the iron spider costume, a little bigger, making her scary. She also managed to get them to shock at her command, with enough voltage to knock a person out.

One of her boyfriends created an intelligence similar to J.A.R.V.I.S, which she nicknamed ARACHNE, because she thought it was a cool name. She serves as a personal diary, which stores each Villain that has been through her journey.

I thought about it here, more or less…

(I couldn't find the artist, if anyone knows, please send me)

[lizardboiii]

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[lapseinrecs]

Plagiarism is Not a Joke, Batman

By good_ho_mens @popsun

On Archive of Our Own 

Status: Oneshot; 2372 words

Summary: “How old are you?” Bruce very much would like to have the last two minutes back please, turns out, he does not want to trust them with his identity. “Twenty-three,” He growls. 

My thoughts: This one’s really really funny. Just, the idea of 17 year old Batman. And the League finding out he’s 23. And theater kid Bruce. And Robin. And Oliver and Bruce being friends. It’s all so.

[phantom-z0ne]

"A bright flash of light blinded him as he landed on his feet, bending his knees to brace for the impact. The first thing he noticed was the sound of wailing and the wetness beneath his shoes. There were small, child sized shades reaching toward a group dressed in black robes, hoods obscuring their faces. The hooded figures whispered between themselves after he arrived, seeming delighted when they saw him. Their souls ballooning in anticipation and fervent joy. Distantly, he could tell the robed figures were asking something of him in excitement, but Polka was focused on the group of shades crowding around him. They latched onto his clothes, crying thick black tears. ‘Help us’, they asked, pawing at him, ‘Save us!’ Or, Polka and Corpse God are summoned into the DCU and give more than a few heroes headaches.

Chapter 1: Promises

Chapter 2: Impressions and Investigations

Chapter 3: Revenge Is Best Served Scalding

Chapter 4: Ghosts Of The Past

[jessiquinn]

I want to live (reader x The Question AKA Vic sage)

This one-shot was a freaking mess, I had to fix it. I wrote it when I was 14 and shit reading it right now it needs major fixing! god damn...

I'm proud of the edit I hope you like it as I did 🖤

it’s The question x villain exhero reader

2018-5-14

Warnings:

1-Depression talk 2-bad words

3-bad writing 4-violence

Enjoy ✨

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Being in the justice league is stressful, my mental health has never gotten this bad before... it’s really bad, looking at the positive side, everyone likes me here, being one of the loved heroes in the league was great but of course, my inner demons told me otherwise...

Even though a lot of people “love” me, still can’t help to doubt myself every day, the pressure they have on me is high... they don’t even realize it, one mistake and everything will fall...

if people start to hate me I don’t know what I would do anymore, I’ll simply lose it... you might say this is a bit dramatic but insecurities are real... living out of the love of people was hard, of course, no one knew of those thoughts, and being an actor has its good side.

The best thing in the justice league Watch Tower was hanging out with my “friends”, especially The Question AKA Vic sage, he is one of the most innovative heroes I know, especially since Batman had assigned him to the Lex Luthor and Superman investigation, I CAN’T be on his bad side, he’ll just expose me in seconds.

of course, everything was great till this day...

looking around...everything looks blurry.. where the hell am I! ugh my head...

“Well, well, well... finally awake!” the mysterious figure said while looking into my eyes like he was peaking inside my soul... hasn’t he learned about personal space before?

“What is wrong with you? untie me!” trying to get out of the chains. finally, my eyes cleared up... I seem to be in a basement or something, Who the hell is this?

“tsk-tsk not yet sweetie, we need to talk” his smirk turns serious.

“What the hell!” struggling to get out, “shhh- stop being annoying and listen to me!”, “what! get it over with” at this point, I started getting angry.

finally leaving my face and turning around, “well, I need a favor from you... not a favor it’s more of a “you have no choice situation?” do you understand what I’m saying?” turning back again with a creepy expression on.

“what do you mean by I don’t have a choice? You do realize I can kill you on the spot right?”, his eyes widened in surprise “poor thing, did you forget you’re from the justice league? it’s not allowed to kill there... didn’t batman teach you this? dear old batman wouldn’t be proud of this...” his smirk rises again while watching your face sour, finally bursting out of laughter

“What are you laug-” cutting me off, “ Your face expressions dear! trying to act like the tough guy meanwhile we both know how weak you are but unlike you I CAN Kill,” his smirk grows widely

“if I’M SO WEAK IN YOUR EYES THEN WHY ARE YOU ASKING ME TO DO YOUR DIRTY WORK!”

“Well dear, the thing is.. no one would expect that from you, everyone thinks you’re... innocent, the nice loveable hero that would never do such a thing... don’t you think?”

“I...I don’t understand and I don’t CARE, I would Never help you anyway!” her/his eyes gleamed with hopelessness, you know what he said was true...

grabs your arm harshly, “don’t make me give you a taste of how failure feels like! listen to me I’m giving you a chance!”, “I don’t care I would never cross them!” screamed at his face. a weird sensation starts to grow on my arm, “dear Y/n I’m giving you a chance” spitting on his face in response.

-wiping his face- disappointment was written on his face, “ok how about we try this”

The weird sensation got worse, trying not to show any signs of pain or weakness but the pain is getting worse by the second, it was literally BURNING my arm

“See? this is what will happen if you DON’T FUCKING SHUT THE HELL UP AND LISTEN TO WHAT I’M SAYING” his grab tightens making it worse.

“ok STO-” he stopped, barely breathing from the pain in your arm. “you think I don’t know what you’re thinking? I know everything about you, even your darkest secrets”

A telepath

“There’s no escape, submit to me” his eyes showed emptiness, literally nothing.

“I... don’t kn-”, “unlike those heroes I actually understand your pain, why even bother protecting them”, for the first time today you are silent “so Are you willing to listen now?”

This is too much.

his smirk rises again, “it’s simple really, I want you to get me That delicious, AMazing info that they keep in the control room!” his arms on the chair tighten while he talks passionately.

“I don’t understand” confusion written on your face, “what don’t you understand? get that info and give it to me”, “I can’t do that, if I do my life is ruined, everything I worked for!”. shutting you up “do you think I care? honestly, I don’t care what happens to you, all I care about is that info”

“Why should I do it tho? you want to kill me just get it over with!” determination gleams from you

“oh dear haven’t you learned anything? you don’t have a choice, I don’t kill... I torture. let’s say you’ll forever be haunted by your biggest fears... every day...every second... till the day you leave this universe” grabs your arm, “see this scar? it’ll be the guilt, fear, and sadness that’s trapped inside of you” walks away “even if I die, you’ll still be stuck with the curse”

“so I’ll lose either way...” is this how my life will end? at this point fear and loneliness consumed you,

“Unfortunately this is life right? it’s not always fair, well time is UP what you decide is your choice, I’ll be waiting” knocking you back to sleep

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waking up, realization immediately hits you, MY ARM, rising my sleeve with the hope that it was just a Nightmare...

it’s still there..

you can feel a panic attack is about to begin, tears filling your eyes, Denial, nausea hitting you like a truck... what am I supposed to do? sell my soul for justice or help him...

My morals fighting inside my head, and everything hurts... I don’t know anymore. should I just surrender myself? if I do this... there’s a big chance that I’ll get caught, what will happen to me after?

save me or the world?

finally dragging myself out of my room, one of my special abilities is to block any telepaths from reading my mind... but there’s a certain person which doesn’t need any mind powers to read anyone out, so I need to avoid him with all of my life..

One side of me wishes someone will just read me out and put me in prison already and my other side just wants to be happy... I want to live

this is going to take time, Shit! I can see Vic there talking to someone I don’t give a shit about, I need to leave before he noti- “hey, Y/n wait a second” he starts walking to you

I can’t just run, he will know there’s something. I need to act normal, turning to face him and giving him your usual smile.

“I was just going to my office ” he explained “let’s go, I need to continue my work” he starts walking, what the hell do I say, decided to just follow him.

“hmm.. is there something bothering you?” he asked, OF COURSE, “nah I’m just hungry” you can’t read his face much... ugh (hehe bad joke right here).

finally arriving at his office, why am I scared of him... “you’re not acting like yourself, did something happen?” he said with a caring but sarcastic tone, “no there’s nothing, I’m sleepy and shit..”

“hmm... hungry and sleepy? oh that makes sense, I didn’t see you yesterday.. where were you?” focused on his computer

“I was in my room, I didn’t feel like socializing yesterday”

“that’s kind of weird.. considering you LOVE talking to everyone” trying to make a joke,

“Everyone has bad days sometimes”, catching his full attention, his blank face is fully on you now, you can feel his faceless face searching you up and down.

this is terrifying, maybe acting like I couldn’t hear him was a better option than going with him.. “are you better today?”, “I’m fine” giving him your usual smile... he got up from his chair and walked closer to you “ok.. so what about your arm... you didn’t go to any mission for a while now...” taking your arm in his hand, taking a closer look at the scar

grasping your arm from him, “don’t worry haha... it’s just an old scar I got from a long time ago” slowly hiding your arm from him,

now he knows there’s something wrong for sure, “I need to go continue my work ok?” he grabbed your wrist again... getting embarrassed “sorry, of course” he says

walking to your room,

I don’t have access inside that room any way I need to find a way...

most people would judge me but would you save yourself or others? who knows what that villain would do with that info anyway? maybe he’s going to blackmail them or something... who cares about strangers.. I don’t deserve this... I was supposed to be having a nice week... but instead everything went upside down.

call me selfish.. Idc

collecting info wasn’t hard or easy but I’ve been here for a long time to know everyone has their personal routine here.

watching them for a while did the job.

Blind trust.. huh

a week later

This is it, today is the day

11 pm, most of them went to sleep already, the problem is there are guards everywhere.

sneaking through the building as quietly and stealthily as possible, this is the day I lost myself, my dignity, my life.. this is it! I must succeed.

There’s no room for failure.

Arriving in time, the guard's patrol this time is on the other side of the hallway, This is my chance.

typing the password, finding the password was the hardest part but thankfully for batman and his blind trust, I found it.

haha it opened. going inside and plugging the hard drive into the master computer, you practiced all of this in your head for a while now.

Loading 1%

This is going to be the longest 10 minutes of my life

Fear eating you up, at any second I might get caught

50%

God, please be faster

“I knew it”

turning at the sound, Fuck it’s him...

60%

“calm down, it’s not too late to stop what you’re doing” Vic Aka The question said.

65%

“You need to leave”

“as cringy as saying this, but this isn’t you, just stop” walking closer “before it’s too late” taking slow steps toward you.

70%

“I watched you all week, honestly I didn’t think you’d do this for real”

pulling out your gun and pointing it at him “don’t get any closer” threatening him, his serious aura freaking you out, this is too much.

everything I’ve built has been ruined in a week

80%

come on! be faster!!

“Y/n I don’t know what happened but this is not the answer” walking slowly toward you

“I said stop!” tights the grip on the gun, “we both know if you pull the trigger everyone would come here and it will become a bigger problem than it is”

“You don’t know shit! you think you know everything!”, “then tell me... you can trust me Y/N”

95%

“I see,” while you took a quick peek at the screen he ran at you at full speed and knocked the gun out of your hands

getting into a fighting stance “I warned you, “ he attacked you but hesitation weakening his hit and giving you a chance to strike back.

the hit wasn’t as clever as you thought, pining you on the floor “stop this shit!” kicking him off of you

100%

both of you looked at the hard drive, running to take it, he took it first.

finally, you had enough, charging an attack right into his stomach. he didn’t expect that one... making him fall.

snatching the hard drive from him and rushing outside the room, searching for a quick escape

I need an escape RIGHT NOW

The question catches up to you “This is enough!” giving you another chance, looking at the time, perfect the guards shouldn’t be near this exit!

“I surely underestimated you Y/N, but what reason do you have for this?!” he said with frustration and disappointment

paying no mind to what he was saying, rushing to the exit, it was a window from the second floor, I don’t have any other choice. falling into the bushes, it hurts a lot but there’s no time for this, my healing factor will have to deal with it, meanwhile, his won’t.

racing to your car, to somehow find him there...

“You think you can get rid of me that easily? I don’t know what reason you have for this but this is going to kill thousands of people and ruin YOUR life!” he’s waiting for an answer but you decided to say nothing “I see, I’m not letting you go without a FIGHT” being the martial artist he is, this wasn’t going to be an easy fight.

adrenaline fueling, throwing the first punch, “weak hit” catching your arm and throwing you on the floor easily. “you might have forgotten but I’m a master at hand-to-hand combat” standing in a confident stance

panic setting in, getting back up and kicking him, “cheap” he said after grabbing your leg and throwing you at the wall.

usually, you are good at fighting but right now it’s impossible to focus, especially since you’re fighting your only friend.

pulling your other gun out, not giving you any more chances, pining you down, and taking the hard drive from you, “if you dare to even think about kicking me again! I’ll activate the emergency alarm immediately” he threatened, I never saw that side of him before...

I’m dead, looking at the hard drive, he smashes it next to your head.

“I want to know why?!” getting closer “what made you do this!”

his stomach is open I ca- “I swear to fucking god if you even consider pushing me!” he knew before you even tried.

silence “You know what! come with me!” grabbing you roughly, literally dragging you at this point.

pushing you into his office, locking the door shut, and walking towards you.

can’t help but feel a little intimidated “now you’re cornered, Speak!” even without a face you can tell he’s angry

attacking him once more, he didn’t expect this one I guess.. kicking you back in response, “You’re getting on my nerves” ok that hurt.

“why are you giving me a chance? that’s the real question!”

“I know you and you need a strong reason for this,” he said calmly

silence

-sigh- walks away “I won’t tell on you, I won’t hesitate if you repeat it again” unlocking the door for you, “once you feel ready to talk you know where to find me.

heading to your room, locking the door “how dumb is he...”

seems like he has a weak spot for you...

staying in your room for the rest of the night, unsure what to do, to grieve or fight back and try again.

I almost don’t feel bad for what I did, that asshole! why does he need to be nice? since when does he mix feelings with work?!

The burn... a scar that will haunt me forever

washing my face, I need to calm my nerves down.

I want to live even though my destiny is clear.

looking at your reflection, dark eye bags cover your face. a week ago my skin was flawless.

Fuck him! no one messes with my skin. I worked hard for it... who am I kidding. I’m losing it.. I need to find a way

washing your face once again, looking at yourself but something seems different. the mirror is changing... shit! I’m really losing my mind.

The mirror shows a smirking figure.

Fuck...

skip to the basement

“tsk-tsk seems like you failed, on top of that your dear friend knows you messed up too” he starts clapping “bravo, bravo... you can’t even do one thing right!” he finally shows his true anger

you couldn’t say anything, what can I say anyway?

“what am I going to do with you Y/n huh?” looking over his torture tools, this is going to be a long night...

“how about we try this!” he took a small knife “let’s carve more scars, you seem to love them” his smirk slowly rise

it was a long night indeed,

“ummmm I think I’m done now... now let’s think about what I want again”

he talks to you like nothing happened a minute ago, meanwhile, blood covered you everywhere.

trying your best to focus, but the blood loss doesn’t help

he sighed “I choose to forgive you, you would say why? well the thing is.... you seem to be dead already, how about we try to revive you a little” he snaps his finger, lots of the cuts on you heal, faster than your body can do.

“change of plans! I don’t want that info anymore!” searching for a reaction or expression on your dead face.

“hmm, you seem to give up easily” walking in circles “AHA I have an idea!” Grabs your chair harshly.

“What was his name... hmmm OH OH! it’s THE QUESTION! what a cool name”

finally catching your attention. “finally! YOU are ALIVE! hahaha”

staying silent to not give him the satisfaction he wanted.

“I want you to kill him,” he said with a blank expression, “he ruined the mission so kill him! this is a perfect revenge”

unbelievable

he didn’t even wait for your answer he just knocked you back to sleep.

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I can finally say I'm proud of this, I spent MONTHS on this... believe it or not... to end it with a cliffhanger -sigh- hopefully someday I'll write a second part or maybe just leave it as it is

please if you like it tell me <3 thank you for reading.

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The question VIC sage from justice league unlimited

[teeramoonlover]

The Anarchist

Mattheo Riddle • Theodore Nott • Lorenzo Berkshire

From Serpent Boys Gone Red

Author's note: For those who might wonder, this inspiration I got from reading the League of Gods series from Rina Kent, The Heathens 🖤 It’s nearly dawn in my country and I'm bored so here we go. This post is not a oneshot fic sorry.

All students of Hogwarts are familiar with the Golden Trio, but have you heard about the lawless trio? A bunch of rebellion, the opposite of golden and strength like a stallion.

They've been called with many names, but the Anarchist is the fame.

Never given by them all, but been called from the whisperers along the hall.

They say the three combine can make the Lucifer cry. It's like you've seen the rebirth of Hades in front of your own eyes.

Those who cross their path will be paid by their wrath.

And for those that caught their eye will be set to be by their side.

For who become their obsession, may you not fall into oblivion.

Because for them, it is not an act of felony for you will be their Persephone.

"For my love, I will handle your sins. For justice, I will show you mine."

Mattheo Riddle in Orange purge mask: moodboard

Theodore Nott in Red purge mask: moodboard

Lorenzo Berkshire in Yellow purge mask: moodboard

[prismuffin]

John Constantine x black male reader (basically Zatanna 🤭) them just cuddling after a stressful day with John being the little spoon

A/n: I love these simple fluff requests- wrote this while blasting Melanie Martinez's new album and GAWD

Cuddle-Bug

John Constantine x black!male!reader

( summary: After a long stressful night your boyfriend John wants nothing more than to cuddle up in your arms )

warnings?: light swearing, mentions of smoking and drinking, PURE FLUFF THO

!-!more under the cut!-!

Another day, another migraine.

John winced as he unlocked the door to his apartment. Lately he's been worked to the bone, stressful days and nights of expelling dark beings from earth aren't easy on the soul. He has substances like cigars and alcohol for when things get too hard on him; though at times like these his splitting headache would only worsen if he indulged in them. Luckily he has one other thing that can weaken the pulsating pain in his head, his boyfriend.

Opening his bedroom door he noticed you standing by the side of your shared bed, folding clothes. You had your earphones in, humming the tune of your favorite song. He took a second, despite wanting to do more than crash in your arms he had to take a minute to admire you. His half lidded eyes scanned over your dark skin, a small smile gracing his lips as he appreciated every detail until his eyes hit your face. You looked so peaceful and comfortable, a smile was on your lips as your head bopped to the music he could only faintly hear through your earphones. Suddenly, your eyes met his and you jumped slightly in shock at the sight of John. A smile quickly replaced your look of shock as you removed your earphones from your ears. Pausing your music, you started walking towards John who was now standing properly. You immediately ingulfed him in a hug, smiling at the feeling of him nuzzling into you. "I didn't hear you come in," you said, pulling back from the embrace just enough to look at his face. It was then that you noticed the large bags that rested underneath his eyes. Kissing his cheek, you rubbed his back as he mumbled something you couldn't make out. He quite literally became puddy in your hands the seconds you hugged him. "Cuddles?" You asked him as you kissed his forehead. He nodded and you let him go, noticing how he attempted to chase after your touch. You let out chuckled as you walked to your bed to remove the half folded laundry. John undressed as you did so, tossing his discarded clothes in a random corner of the room.

You both got into the bed, John immediately grabbing you once you laid down. "How's your head love?" He groaned, "feels like I downed a whole bottle of whiskey then got hit by a bloody bus." You chuckled at his wording, running your hands through his slightly tangled blonde hair. "Maybe you should cut back on the cigarettes and alcohol hun." He only grumbled in response to that. Either he disagreed with you, or your scalp massage was making him sleepy. 'Honestly it's probably both' you think to yourself as you watch John cuddle into you. He always loved to held by you, opting to be little spoon whenever and wherever he could. With how stressful his day to day life is you don't mind comforting your boyfriend whenever he needs it. You often called him your cuddle-bug because of it. He acted like he hated the nickname though with the way he's snuggling up to you right now you think it's rather fitting.

John Constantine,

your cuddle-bug.

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[ifyoucandaniel]

once again nobody asked, but here is a comprehensive list of my favorite shorter Batman fics. my other list was mostly fics 50k and up, so this will be under 50k and oneshots :) i feel like most people have probably read a majority of these but! i love them all so much so here they are

In Love With Justice and Battling in the Wings by Jedi_olympian, 9k, 10k, T. literally who would i be if i didn't include my day one, my bbg: the justice league recruits nightwing and meets the batfam <3

Two Against the World by carolinaa, 36k, T, completed. i reread this all the time :') this is a "tim joins the batfam a little differently" fic as well as a "tim gets an emotional support dog and dick grayson won't leave the lonely kid next door alone" fic <3

Museum Mishap by prettymisskitty, 38k, T, completed. I love smart little stalker tim joining the fam in fun ways! jason and tim get kidnapped after jason tries to figure out if this scrawny jumpy kid knows batman and robins secret identities. shenanigans ensue

Jason Todd's terrible, horrible, no-good very bad week by slenderboo, 18k, T, completed. this is another one im sure everyone has read but!! it's my bbg!! hurt jason with some big brother nightwing and concerned little brothers AND its a batfam meets the justice league fic? say less.

Say Uncle by megaerakles, 46k, T, complete. this is so fun and i actually laughed so hard at jason having legal custody of tim at 19 by accident. "teen dad(?)" this is basically tim's fake uncle AU but he hires jason to be his uncle until he can figure out how to get him to go home to the bats <3

Doc Harley by starknjarvis, 15k, G, completed. this!! i love harley being friends with the bats sooo much and her slowly therapy-ing them all is so very good and perfect. harley and dick deserve to be best friends

Dangerous and Noble Things by Destiny919, 45k, T, completed. this one reminds me of hand in unloveable hand by britishparty, and in this one tim is abducted by ra's and then years later the batfam finds out and they bring him home :) cass and tim are a package deal, do not separate!! so good and i love robin jason so very much

Savior(s) of the broken by epistemology, 13k, T. this is just some good ol' jason and dick becoming brothers again and jason slowly getting to know his siblings again <3 the end maybe made me cry just a little... right in the brother feels

Living Dead Boy by terranpheum, 22k, T, completed. im actually rereading this right now! this is where tim is there when jason digs his way out of his grave and takes him home to rehabilitate him by making him play scrabble and eat with him :) so cute and very good

Even if I'm Erased by Darkness, I Will Definitely Save You by Kirazalea, 7k, T. okay so i LOVE battison fics especially ones that include dick and this one is from selina's pov so this is my bread and butter. if anyone has more battison fics send them to me i feel like ive been through the whole tag.....

of crime lords and literature by adelfie, 23k, T, completed. everyone loves some jason begrudgingly becoming protective of tim and the two of them bonding over hamlet. whats not to like :p

Juneberries by michaberry, 68k, M, completed. tim gets kidnapped and psychologically tortured while damian wrestles with his own demons and tries to bring his brother home :’) tim and damian learning how to be brothers and realizing they would do anything for their family is just <33

Robin is Magic by flames_dance, 15k, T, completed. the way my heart actually dropped to my ass when jason found out who tim was, you had to be there... very good jason and tim bonding with a side of trauma from titans tower <3

Around Red Hood's Barn by Tori1116, 24k, T, completed. jayroy where roy doesn't realize his crush red hood and his hooligan neighbor jay are one and the same and keeps ranting to his buddy hood about how annoying his neighbor is. single dad roy x jason wanting his brothers to leave him alone and stop causing misunderstandings <3

the butlers neighbor by deargalileo, 16k, G, completed. okay i almost never see fics from alfreds pov and this is even better because its alfred adopting tim into the family while bruce and jason are just in the background accepting they have another kid. 10/10 very cute bonding between alfred and tim

lashed with riot-red and black by lux_et_astra, 16k, T. yet another tim and jason becoming brothers fic <3 they start writing notes through their windows and become friends :) i think i’ve read every fic under the tim drake joins the batfam early tag

Panic Room by envysparkler, 15k, T, completed. jason being locked in a room with his trigger while actively trying not to kill him and then getting locked in a room with TWO of his triggers is insane lmao. i love damian in this actually :’) that boy needs so much love

also i realized again that these are mostly tim & jason centric so i’m very sorry damian, dick, duke, cass, babs, and steph, i do have fics for them i promise i just have so many tim and jason ones…. pls send recs for other batfam member focused fics!! <3 i feel like that tiktok that’s like I GOT LOVE FOR YOU TOO KEVIN but for the entire batfam because i just have 900 jason and tim centric fics 😭

[thisiswhereikeepdcthings]

Hey, um, you & your followers seem pretty good at finding specific fics for people? I’m trying to track down a Justice League oneshot, set pre-Identity Reveal, when they’re still learning how to work together. They’re doing combat training without their powers, Batman’s being a harsh critic, and someone’s like, “Yeah? I’d like to see YOU fight without your powers!” And Bruce is like, “Fine.” Then when (I think) J’onn reaches out to turn off his powers, Bruce is like, “Yeah, I don’t have any. Don’t tell them. This is gonna be hilarious.”

Okay that sounds hilarious but unfortunately not familiar. That or I’m just really bad at this. Anyone?

[puppetmaster13u]

Moth Batfam- I mean, batman but mothman but batman and lil caterpillar robins who eventually also become mothfolk

Selkie Batfam- Pretty self explanatory, batfam but seal people albeit trying their best to hide it so their skins don't get stolen

Naga Batfam- Batfamily but they're snake-people & Bruce keeps having to prevent the kids from poisoning each other (There will be a second poll for this of various types)

Tiger Batfam- I mean, big guardian tiger batfam who just want to be left alone but well, it's Gotham. And then there's also Justice League calls. Bruce just wants to spend a day with his kids

Sandworm Batfam- Fantasy-esque world where Gotham is a desert city & Bruce is a big sandworm who keeps rescuing all these kids who he keeps finding in the dunes

Centaurpede Batfam- All I can say is have you ever seen how centipedes curl around their eggs/babies? That but imagine batman and the kids

[ladygatuna]

Chapter 04: Some things never change

"So, you have a rich father?" Veronica's mocking voice echoed through the cave. Lydia rolled her eyes, imagining another jar of pickles flying toward her friend. "I always wanted a rich friend to support me!" Veronica's laughter filled the space, reverberating off the damp walls.

Lydia sighed tiredly. "Why are you like this?" she asked, while Veronica made a face and stuck out her tongue, like a naughty child. If she could, she would have flipped the bird too.

"You're rich now, let's go to a stripper club?" Veronica shouted the last part, making her voice echo throughout the cave. Lydia blushed from head to toe, sensing Bruce's presence somewhere in the shadows. "I've always been curious about these houses!"

Despite her embarrassment, Lydia couldn't help but smile. She missed these moments with Veronica, even if it was just to relieve the tension that the last conversation had left behind. Many tears were shed in that discussion, full of thorns that needed to be removed, even if they hurt. It was a conversation they should have had years ago, but Veronica always avoided it. Facing monsters was easy; Opening up as a person, without the spider mask, was the real battle.

"I see you're better already, idiot!" Lydia stood up, stretching. "If you need help, there's a button next to your right hand!" She showed a small device to Veronica, who just waved.

"Where am I exactly?" Veronica tried to lift her head, but her body was numb. Hatred for Miguel burned in her eyes.

"It's a secret place, only trusted people know the address." Lydia received a hopeful look, like that of a child about to be given a special mission, only to crush the hope afterwards. "And you're not one of them, spider lady!"

Veronica made a face, eliciting a laugh from Lydia.

"I'm your best friend!" Lydia shrugged, adjusting the IV on Veronica's arm. Soon she would need another bag.

"You could be a doppelgänger. I need time to trust." Veronica snorted, turning her head, ignoring her friend. "I'm going to take a shower. There's a handsome man waiting for me in a warm bed!" Lydia whispered, only for Veronica to hear.

"Having a handsome boyfriend doesn't give you the right to be jealous, you idiot!" Veronica shouted, hearing Lydia's laughter gradually disappear.

The room was silent, only the sound of equipment filling the space. The hours passed, boredom set in. Without television, all that was left was to sleep, and so Verônica did.

Later, the sound of the door woke her up, but she kept her eyes closed. She felt safe there. A firm hand held hers, making her startle. She opened her eyes to find a figure dressed as a bat.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to scare you," said the figure, but Veronica continued to look, scared. "I just wanted to check your signs."

She nodded, still paralyzed by fear. The man turned on the light, momentarily blinding her. When the light adjusted, he didn't look as scary, although still large and muscular.

He went back to what he was doing, measuring her blood pressure. Looking closer, Veronica noticed the symbol on the uniform, the same one that shone in the sky when she arrived. Maybe the bat wasn't a big mobster. The idea of ​​a crime boss dressed as a bat made her laugh, catching Bruce's attention.

He gave a questioning, lifeless look. His laughter died.

"I had a funny thought about bats," Veronica explained quickly, fearing she would anger anyone who was so close to needles and medicine. Bruce went back to what he did.

"Can you move your body?" he asked without looking at her.

"Just my fingers, which is a miracle. Last time I thought I would be vegetative for the rest of my life!" She laughed, but Bruce remained serious.

"So, have there been other times?" He grabbed a bag of blood from the refrigerator at the end of the room, looking at it with intimidating eyes. Veronica just nodded with her head lowered.

"Spider side effect?"

"Depends on the spider," she said, turning her head as he approached with the needle. "He was the leader of my old group. He can produce this toxin. We fought and he bit me a few times." A cynical smile appeared on the bat's face. "My luck is that I have great stamina."

"So, you had a fight with your leader?" he asked, trying to distract her from the pain of the needle.

"He thought that because he was a leader, everyone had to agree with him!" Veronica suppressed a groan of pain, holding back tears.

"So, you came back because you were expelled?" He got bandages from the closet.

"He lost. I could have stayed, but I was tired of solving problems that weren't mine." Bruce murmured, affirming, as he changed the bandages on his back. Veronica shivered when she felt his hot breath, his hands covered in leather.

She tried to focus, but years of struggle and isolation made her senses flare at the touch. Sure, she'd had boyfriends, but they didn't last. She He had a weakness for troubled and dangerous men, always ending up in maximum security prison.

Her last boyfriend was two years ago. Since then, she has promised not to get involved with anyone else. But she was still a woman, susceptible to the same old tricks.

She prayed that the dressing change would be over soon.

"I'm done. The others, your friend will do. Is that okay?" He helped her lie down.

"Yes sir!" It came out as a whisper, her face burning with embarrassment. Bruce left, turning off the light, leaving her in the dark with her shame.

Some things never change.

[highlordofkrypton]

Thank you so much for the tag @zenkindoflove, I freaking love being tagged in writing games!

1. How many works do you have on AO3? 32 (To think I started??? This year??? Or end of last year???)

2. What’s your total AO3 word count? 271,982

3. What fandoms do you write for? ACOTAR & DC Comics.

4. What are your top 5 fics by kudos?

Regrets (Superbats, DC Comics)

Little Secrets for my Soul (Batjokes, DC Comics)

The Lighthouse (The Aquaman Family, DC Comics)

Wildflowers (Tamsand, A Court of Thorns and Roses)

The Justice League's Mom's Book Club's Guide to Vampire Slaying (Martha Kent, Alfred Pennyworth, Hippolyta & Atlanna, DC Comics)

5. Do you respond to comments? Always! My readers made the effort to comment on my fic, so I will absolutely respond with the utmost enthusiasm. It means the world to me when I get comments.

6. What is the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending? Oh, it's absolutely Wildflowers. I mean, it's canon ending so does it really count?

7. What’s the fic you wrote with the happiest ending? I think most of them have happy endings, especially the oneshots. If they're not happy, they're some kind of tender, or sweet. I do think Regrets has the most upbeat ending.

8. Do you write smut? If so, what kind? Yes. More and more lately. I would say I write the kind of smut that makes you question yourself (and I haven't even dived into the kinkiest kinks). Are you confused? Yes. Do you know what happened? No. Do I know what happened? No. Were we all entertained? HELL YES.

9. Do you write crossovers? I didn't name my blog home of the crackships for nothing. I LOVE crossovers. I have a few on my AO3, but so many on my to-write list.

10. Have you ever had a fic translated? No.

11. Have you ever co-written a fic before? Nope! Not formally. I do roleplay with a partner. I tried to re-write one of ours as a fic, but it's soooo tricky.

12. What is your all-time favorite ship? SUPERBATS SUPERBATS SUPERBATS. At least, if we're talking something that has a fandom. If we're talking my fav ships forreal, it's Lambert x Gojo Satoru x Clark Kent, Orm Marius x Clark Kent x Bruce Wayne, Barry Allen x Hal Jordan x Komand'r, Lilith x Eskel, etc.

13. What’s a WIP you want to finish but doubt you ever will? None that I know of. I usually circle back and/or can be swayed to finish one.

14. What are your writing strengths?

Details. I think I have a few. I get weird fixated on details that I think make the writing feel more 'lived in' and immersive.

Side characters. I think I'm very good at creating intriguing side characters that you'll get attached to. My trick is that the character is fully developed with their own story before they appear on my page. How else will I get their interactions down, even if it's for a chapter and they're never seen again?

Humour. I literally cannot be serious. I have to shitpost halfway through my story.

15. What are your writing weaknesses?  

Pacing. I am impatient, I wanna get to the juicy parts, but some stories need to cook a little before getting to the fun stuff. I tend to use the excuse that since it's fanfiction, I can #yolo and post.

I cannot write something short for the life of me. Everything needs to end up being multi-chapter, I'm TIRED.

Smut. It's not raw enough. It's not filthy enough. I need to let go and be less formal about it. Just dig right in and have a meatier writing. I just don't think my current style fits pure smut. It does fit trying to fuck an eldritch horror and soul-shattering orgasms tho 😂 But sometimes, I just wanna go to pound town, not achieve self-actualization through butt stuff, you know???

16. Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language in fic? I have some foreign words in my Illyrian fic, and I am fluent in french. I do hate seeing other people write dialogue in different languages SPECIFICALLY FRENCH, so I won't be doing that.

17. First fandom you wrote for? A Court of Thorns and Roses.

18. Favorite fic you’ve written? I have different favourite ones for different reasons.

I like cosmic bloom because it's unhinged smut.

I like Regrets because it's my first ever Superbats fic and got so many kudos!

I like Wildflowers because it's my first story I ever wrote from start to finish.

I like Needle & King because it's healing a lot of trauma to write it, and I get to discover my identity and explore lore/worldbuilding that I've been putting off for ages.

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