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[gay-emotional-weasel]

Dead Serious Ship Prompt

This is my first time making a post on this site but my shipping brainworms refuse to rest until I post this.

Based on the story of the Yuki Onna I had an idea for a ship fic between damian wayne and danny phantom with danny taking the role of Yuki Onna and damian as the woodcutter Minokichi. But in this version damian may not fuck up and would exercise caution. If anyone wants to use this prompt plz do so. I have no writing skills.

[writergeek]

UNKNOWN ORIGINS: 57. War Room

Discussions are had and conclusions are reached. Because healing looks different for everyone. And for this family, sometimes recovery looks a lot like vengeance. (And this journey of recovery – of vengeance – has to start somewhere.)

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Dick’s not sure what wakes him, or even if he’s still asleep, dreaming… or if this is just another memory.

Even money either way.

“Are you sure you want to do it here?” someone is saying.

“It’s as good a place as any,” someone says in reply. Gruff, harsh, but with softness underneath. It takes him a moment to place Jason’s voice, but then he feels ashamed for forgetting his brother’s voice.

“But what about—“ someone says, the same one he heard first. Male, young yet old, and oh so tired. That’s Tim. It has to be Tim.

“Why not here?” a boy says defiantly. Young, voice not yet breaking. Damian. He’d know him anywhere. “Would he not want to know?” Damian. It’s Dami. Good ol’ Dami, always looking out for him.

It occurs to him that he’d find this easier if he opened his eyes and looked around, but, yeah, not happening. He doesn’t have the energy for that. (He doesn’t know how he found the energy to do it earlier.)

“I hate to be the one to ask, but is he even awake to hear?” someone else says. Girl. Steph.

...

Continue on AO3 or start over at the beginning.

[marinettesaltprompts]

Not sure if you're still active, but here's a 'prompt':

Maribat, but without the wish-fulfillment:

The bats-family comes to Paris, and the usual Maribat stuff happens. Shadowmoth is found, Lila gets revealed, Marinette gets to castigate her friends to the bone beofre dimissing them as vile people beneath her notice and Adrien gets summarily replaced because Plagg's Miraculous is apparently Ladybug's engagement ring and Damian is "just better". To top it all off, Marinette is taken under Batman's wing, and without an active threat in Paris leaves for Gotham.

It's not what she expected.

She realises the true depths of human cruelty without the insanity of Akumatisation to hide behind,

She gets to learn what it's like to be the last person to know plans because SHE'S not the one calling the shots anymore, indeed: she's the most junior person int eh chain of command. She's the one who has to shut and obey when push come to shove, and get excluded from decisions that effect her and information that she should have but Batman keeps locked up under "need to know". And she's not on the list.

Because why would she be? She was the child who struggled to find Shadowmoth while she had a box of magical superweapons- including one that could give her any power she asked of it- when it took Batman his Robins maybe a week at most to do the same with conventional methods.

She even finds out that Batman has a dozen contingencies in place to take the box and Miraculous from her if she goes rogue. Based on information he's accumulated from her while she spent time under his roof and trained to impress him.

Oh, and to add salt to the wound: Damian makes it clear that he doesn't consider her his equal. Guardian or not. Certainly not someone he's going to take orders from, or someone he's interested in romantically for that matter. It takes more than a reasonably attractive face and talent for magical devices to interest Damian Wayne; and beyond those things what's exceptional about Marinette Dupain-Cheng compared to the other potential love interests he already had?

Did it occur to her that he might already be in a relationship before she gave him the ring? Because it seems like she's committing the same sin that Adrien Agreste once did in assuming the bearers of Destruction and Creation have some special destiny to be together.

(Adrien could tell her how that works out).

So now Marinette's stuck in a new, far less friendly city, speaking a foreign language and in a home filled with strangers she impulsively threw her old life away to be with. And she has to live with it because of how she burned her bridges.

Great Post! You put a lot of thought into the prompt, and the idea of Ladybug being brought into a situation where she's way in over her head and not instantly the main person in charge (just because she holds a powerful set of magical earrings) actually sounds great! Though that itself could be its own fanfic idea.

I myself am not personally fond of the Maribat part of the fandom or the idea of even mentioning it, given that it and the the idea of Marinette and Damian ever being a thing represents everything bad about the salty part of the fandom, especially from people who likely never read any actual DC comic involving Damian.

However, I do appreciate how you deconstructed the idea of not only Damian instantly being Marinette's love interest, but also how Marinette meeting the Batfamily would instantly make her part of it or even their favorite, since neither of those would likely ever happen given the dark and gritty nature of Batman comics contrasting with the light and generally perfect world of Miraculous.

I mean, the idea of Marinette relating in any way to the BatFam would be ridiculous in canon, considering her generally perfect and happy family life in comparison to everyone in the BatFam differing flavors of trauma. By comparison, Lila being a bitch or her friends not believing her seems mundane by comparison.

Anyways, love the post!

[dc-and-arfrona]

Night Time - Headcannons - Batboys

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Bat Boys x GN!Reader

Type: Fluff

Word Count: 2.3k+

Masterlist

Summary: Your gifts to them after a night of patrol. 

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Jason Todd - Home Cooked Meal

After a long and exhausting night of patrolling Gotham City, Jason Todd, the Red Hood, returned to the sanctuary of his home, a mix of weariness and anticipation coursing through his veins. He opened the door and was immediately greeted by the enticing aroma of a home-cooked meal that filled the air.

As he entered the kitchen, he found you, the person who held his heart, standing there with a warm smile on your face. The sight of you preparing a delicious feast tugged at Jason's heart, washing away the fatigue of the night's battles.

"Welcome home, Jason," you said, your voice filled with affection. "I thought you could use a good meal after tonight."

Jason's lips curled into a grateful smile, his eyes reflecting his love and appreciation. "You always know how to make me feel at home, Y/N. Thank you."

He joined you in the kitchen, stealing a taste of the dish you were preparing. The flavors exploded on his taste buds, a testament to your culinary skills. With every bite, he felt nourished not only by the meal but also by the love and care you poured into it.

As you both sat down to enjoy the meal together, the exhaustion from the night's battles faded into the background. The warmth of the home-cooked food mirrored the warmth that enveloped the space between you, strengthening the bond you shared.

In those moments, Jason realized the true meaning of coming home—finding solace and comfort in your presence, in the simple act of sharing a meal together. The home-cooked meal became a symbol of the love and care you bestowed upon him, a reminder that amidst the chaos of their lives, he had found a haven in your arms.

As you exchanged smiles and conversation, the weight of the night's battles lifted from Jason's shoulders. In your embrace and through the flavors of the meal, he found peace—a respite from the darkness he fought against. He cherished these moments, knowing that they were the threads that wove their lives together, creating a tapestry of love and support.

And so, in the glow of the kitchen, Jason Todd and you discovered that the simplest acts—a home-cooked meal and the shared moments around the table—could heal wounds, rekindle spirits, and remind them of the love that burned bright in their hearts. In each other's presence, they found a home—a place where they could truly be themselves, nurtured by the warmth of love and the taste of a home-cooked meal made with devotion.

Dick Grayson - Pillow Fort

After a grueling night of patrolling Gotham City as Nightwing, Dick Grayson returned to his apartment, his body weary but his spirit alive with anticipation. Little did he know that you, his partner and love, had prepared a surprise that would chase away the weariness and envelop him in warmth.

As he stepped through the door, he noticed a soft glow coming from the living room. Curiosity piqued, he followed the light and discovered a sight that brought a wide smile to his face—a cozy pillow fort filled with blankets, fairy lights, and a collection of his favorite movies.

Dick's heart swelled with joy as he realized what you had done. The thoughtfulness and care behind the gesture warmed his soul, washing away the fatigue of the night's battles. He couldn't help but feel a deep appreciation for the effort you had put into creating this haven of comfort and relaxation.

"You've outdone yourself, Y/N," Dick said, his voice filled with awe. "This is amazing."

You stepped out from behind the fort, a playful grin on your face. "I thought you could use a little relaxation after tonight. Come on, let's unwind and enjoy some movie magic."

Without hesitation, Dick joined you in the pillow fort, sinking into the softness of the cushions and reveling in the cozy atmosphere you had created. The dim lighting, the warmth of the blankets, and the presence of the person he loved turned the living room into a sanctuary—a place where the weight of the world could be momentarily set aside.

As you snuggled close, laughter and whispered conversations filled the air. You shared stories, whispered secrets, and basked in the comfort of each other's company. The movies played in the background, but the real magic was the connection between you and Dick.

In those moments, as they lost themselves in the embrace of the pillow fort, Dick realized the true meaning of home—a place where he could find solace and love, where the weariness of the night could be cast aside in favor of moments of pure joy and relaxation.

Together, you created memories—moments that would be etched in their hearts forever. In the gentle glow of the fairy lights and the soft whispers that filled the fort, Dick Grayson and you discovered the power of simple pleasures—a pillow fort and movie night became a symbol of their love and the sanctuary they had created together.

As the night wore on, Dick's weariness transformed into a profound gratitude for the person who had brought this beautiful moment into his life. With every laugh shared and every stolen glance, their love grew stronger, nourished by the comfort of the pillow fort and the magic of movie night.

And so, in the embrace of the fort, Dick Grayson and you found respite from the darkness of Gotham, a safe haven where their love could bloom. In each other's arms and in the flickering light of the movies, they discovered the true power of home—a place where they could be themselves, surrounded by the warmth of love and the gentle embrace of a cozy pillow fort.

Tim Drake - Coffee 

After a long and demanding night of patrolling Gotham City as Red Robin, Tim Drake returned to his residence, a mix of exhaustion and appreciation coursing through his veins. He opened the door, expecting to find a familiar mess of books and gadgets scattered about. Instead, he was met with a pleasant surprise.

The house was impeccably clean, everything in its place. The sight instantly eased the tension in Tim's shoulders, a smile of gratitude gracing his lips. He could see your thoughtful touch in every corner, in the tidy rooms and the polished surfaces.

As he made his way to the kitchen, the aroma of freshly brewed coffee filled the air. Tim's senses awakened, and he spotted a cup waiting for him on the counter—a steaming mug of decaf coffee, perfectly prepared to his liking.

Tim couldn't help but feel a surge of warmth and love. The consideration you had shown him, taking care of the chores and providing him with a comforting beverage after his patrol, touched him deeply. It was a testament to the bond you shared, a connection that extended beyond the mask and cape.

With a grateful sigh, Tim settled into a chair at the kitchen table, cradling the cup of decaf coffee in his hands. The warmth seeped into his palms, matching the warmth he felt in his heart. As he took a sip, the rich flavors danced across his taste buds, providing a moment of solace and comfort.

In that quiet moment, Tim's weariness faded into the background. The clean house and the cup of decaf coffee became symbols of your love and care, a reminder that amidst the chaos of their lives, he had found a haven in your presence.

As you joined him at the table, Tim's gaze met yours—a silent expression of gratitude and affection. He didn't need words to convey his appreciation; the gentle smile on his face said it all.

Together, you shared a peaceful moment, savoring the quietude and the gentle companionship. The clean house and the decaf coffee became touchstones in their relationship, reminders that even in the face of darkness and danger, love could create pockets of serenity and understanding.

And so, in the gentle embrace of a clean home and the comfort of a cup of decaf coffee, Tim Drake and you discovered the true meaning of love—a partnership built on consideration and support. In each other's presence, they found a sanctuary—a place where they could recharge and find solace, nourished by the warmth of love and the taste of a perfectly brewed cup of coffee.

Damian Wayne - Night Cuddles 

After a long and challenging night of fighting crime as Robin, Damian Wayne returned to the comforts of the Wayne Manor. As he entered his room, a familiar sight brought a small smile to his face—the bed was made with precision and care, a soft glow emanating from the bedside lamp.

Beside the bed, his loyal companion Ace, the Bat-Hound, eagerly wagged his tail, sensing his return. Damian's heart swelled with warmth, knowing that you, the person who held his heart, had prepared everything for a night of peaceful rest and the comfort of shared cuddles.

As Damian approached, Ace jumped onto the bed, settling himself in anticipation. Damian couldn't help but appreciate the thoughtfulness behind your actions. The meticulously made bed and the calming ambiance set the stage for a moment of respite—a sanctuary from the trials of their crime-fighting endeavors.

Climbing onto the bed, Damian wrapped his arms around Ace, feeling the softness of his fur against his fingertips. He couldn't help but feel a sense of serenity, a calmness that washed away the weight of his responsibilities.

And just as he settled in, you joined them on the bed, a gentle smile on your face. Damian's eyes met yours, a silent expression of gratitude and affection. The world outside may have been chaotic, but here, in this moment, he found solace and a sense of belonging.

With Ace snuggled against his side and you resting against his other, Damian experienced a moment of tranquility. The warmth of the embrace and the comfort of shared affection brought a sense of peace to his heart. The trials and tribulations of their lives seemed to fade away, replaced by a profound connection—a reminder that love could thrive even in the midst of darkness.

As Damian drifted off to sleep, the bed made with care and the nightly cuddles with Ace and you became symbols of comfort and security. They were reminders that, no matter the challenges they faced, there was a haven waiting—a place where he could find solace, embraced by the love of those closest to him.

And so, in the gentle embrace of a perfectly made bed and the soothing presence of Ace and you, Damian Wayne and you discovered the true meaning of love—a sanctuary built on trust, understanding, and shared affection. In each other's arms, they found a respite—a place where they could recharge and find solace, surrounded by the warmth of love and the unconditional support of their loyal companion.

Bruce Wayne - Bath 

After a long and relentless night of protecting Gotham City as Batman, Bruce Wayne returned to the solace of Wayne Manor, his body aching from the battles fought in the shadows. As he made his way to the master suite, he was met with a sight that filled his heart with gratitude and anticipation.

You, the person who had captured his heart, had prepared a luxurious bath, the warm water cascading from the ornate taps, filling the room with a soothing ambiance. Candles flickered, casting a soft glow that danced along the walls, creating an atmosphere of tranquility.

Bruce's eyes met yours, and a genuine smile played upon his lips. The tension that had gripped his body began to dissipate, replaced by a sense of calm as he realized the depth of your thoughtfulness.

"You've outdone yourself, my love," Bruce said, his voice filled with appreciation. "This is exactly what I need after a night on patrol."

You stepped closer, your presence comforting and grounding. "I thought it would help you relax and ease the weariness from your body. Let me take care of you, Bruce."

Without hesitation, Bruce shed his suit, the weight of the night's battles fading with each discarded piece of armor. He stepped into the warm embrace of the bath, the soothing water enveloping his tired muscles. As he settled, you joined him, the fragrant scent of bath oils filling the air.

Silence settled between you, broken only by the soft lapping of water and the steady beating of their hearts. Bruce's eyes met yours, conveying a depth of gratitude that mere words could not express. In your presence, he found a sanctuary—a respite from the darkness that consumed his nights.

As you gently washed away the dirt and fatigue from his skin, Bruce allowed himself to lean into the tenderness, embracing the vulnerability that came with allowing someone to care for him. The weight of the cowl and the burden of Batman were momentarily set aside, replaced by the intimacy and comfort of the moment.

In the quietude of the bath, a connection deepened—an unspoken language of love and understanding. You saw beyond the mask and into the vulnerable heart of the man beneath, tending to his physical and emotional wounds with gentle care.

And as the warm water enveloped them, Bruce Wayne and you discovered the power of love—a force that could heal the wounds of the night and soothe the weariness of the soul. In each other's presence, they found solace—a place where they could truly be themselves, embraced by the love and care of the person who saw beyond the façade.

In the realm of tranquil baths and shared intimacy, Bruce Wayne and you found a haven—a place where they could find respite, supported by the warmth of love and the understanding that they were not alone.

[regonold]

The new wayne sibling concerns his family danny the new sibling can get anything you just have to ask the thing is no one can figure out how like it started small like tim saying god I'd kill for [hyper specific coffee brand he got one time 2 years ago from a coffee shop on a mission] and the next day danny places the coffee down infront of tim

Now danny refuses to answer how or where he got it from but the others of course have to experiment and so they start experimenting like they mention more and more obscure until eventually damian asks for a legendary magical sword and danny doesn't doesn't have it in the the usual 2-3 days they think it's bust but Don't mention anything

(Can't exactly reveal you were doing experiments our new brother and taking advantage of him as well)

Until a week later daimian wakes to a gleaming sword of legends on his bed

Meanwhile danny who is freshly traumatised is going if i prove myself useful they won't throw me out right?

[emeraldwit]

Damian wayne and danny fenton twin au. Purple-Back Gorilla style.

We all remember when danny had to do that extra curricular assignment on the Samson(Delilah) the purple back gorilla and ends up on the cover of a prominent women's science magazine doing an ex- po-zeh on the rare pbg. For figuring out it gender.

Here's why.

A puple-backed gorilla is so rare only 2 exist, so rare one is kept in small town Amity Park? both originally 'thought' to be male. By experts. This tells us that this gorilla is so hostile towards people, that experts couldn't properly id its gender and that Samson is allergic to all tranquilizers. So noone could get close. EVER. Then Danny figures out he's actually a she. And Becomes front cover of (possible many more) magazine

It is canon that daimian is a huge animal rights activist. As he's got older, he's probably followed endangered species pretty closely.

I feel like there is a huge opportunity being missed here. There are many versions where things go wrong in Amity Park where danny eventually flees to gotham.

But I want a version of damian getting news his twin is alive because of a magazine cover on the rare gorilla.

[silicon-puppy-pudding]

Can Fright Knight x Batman be a thing? Is it already a thing? I just saw this post where Frighty is acting as Danny's dad and I just want something with Fredric Knight meeting Bruce like..

Bruce is happy Daimian is making friends. This new kid, Daniel "call me Danny" Knight, seems nice. Kid might be a meta or something, with the way his eyes reflect like a cats and how he seems to always be cold, but he doesn't seem to be a bad kid and his background seemed to check out.

Yesterday Damian had invited Danny over for a sleepover and Bruce was stoked. Dami is having a friend over! A civilian friend! This is so normal and great! Danny had said his father would be picking him up the next day and would show up on his motorcycle (which was apparently named Nightmare?)

Bruce is in the sitting room close to the entrance when Alfred goes to buzz the gate for Danny's father. After a few minutes, he can hear Alfred walking the man in and explaining that "young Master Damian will be down with young Daniel in a few minutes. Till then, maybe you'd like to speak with Master Bruce?"

Bruce almost falls out of his seat when this almost 7 foot tall hunk of a man walks in, with his long raven black hair with a streak of gray down the center, all pulled back into a low ponytail. His bright green eyes have that same, almost glowing, shine that Danny's have and he's got a neat bit of stubble on his sharp jaw. He holds himself tall and seems to scan the room before setting his gaze on Bruce, who is using all his will to not ogle at this gorgeous man in front of him.

He stands to greet him and, oh God, he may actually be 7ft. "You must be Danny's dad, right?" He offers his hand to shake, "Bruce Wayne. I'm happy to see my son making friends with such a nice kid."

The behemoth of a man stares at his hand for just a moment to long before he shakes it and introduces himself, "Fredric Knight. I'm also glad my son is making friends." He says with the hint of a smile, "He's been a bit reclusive since we came here and I don't believe that's been healthy for him."

The two fathers talk for a bit, Bruce doing his best to be Batman ever now and then to make sure this guy isn't a potential threat. After some time, Danny and Damien walk into the room with Danny's bags, "Hey Dad, hi Mr. Bruce. Sorry that took so long," he says as he walks over to Fred (Bruce was told he could call him that) and half hugs the man, "Dami has a snake and he let me feed her!" Fred looks down at his son and pats his head, "That sounds interesting, little prince. Was it a frightful creature?"

As father and son speak, Bruce notes how fond Fred seems of Danny. The 'little prince' name seemed cute and pretty fitting with the last name. He also notes how Fred seemed to relax just a bit the moment Danny walked into the room (the same way he would after his children returned from patrol safe and unharmed), huh.

They say their goodbyes and the father-son duo are escorted out. Bruce and Damien watch as they ride down the driveway, Danny doing his best to wave at them from between his father's arms.

"We should invite the both of them over for dinner." Bruce says with a hand on his son's shoulder, "Fred seems like an interesting character, don't you think?"

"Father,"

"Yes Damian?"

"Please do not seduce my friends father."

[confused-i-know]

Someday I want to do a time travel au where for plot reasons Damian, Jason, and Wally all go back in time together. Maybe they overshoot, or something goes wrong, but they each find themselves in a bit of a predicament.

Jason wakes up to a very unimpressed Ducra.

Damian is going to launch a takeover of the league of assassins at the physical age of seven.

Wally is trying to figure out how to tell the justice league and other affiliates how he managed to lose two of Batman’s kids, one of which is currently assumed dead with the other’s existence still not being known at all.

[dat1angel]

DP x DC

So we've all seen aus where Danny gets adopted by the Batfam because, let's be honest, he's a textbook case of a Bruce Wayne adoptee. But what if we took that, just slightly to the left? Instead of Batman adopting Danny, the Batkids do. Now, the reason why Danny is in Gotham can be whatever you want(I'm partial to reveal gone wrong or an accident happens so he leaves as to not become Dan) but one by one and completely coincidentally(or so they think, maybe Gotham helps push them together) Danny befriends each of the Batkids.

He meets Tim at a coffee shop(maybe he works there) and they bond over the insane amount of caffeine they like in their coffee.

He meets Daimian at some vegan place that Sam would just love if she were there and tho Damian refuses to say it there's something he finds endearing about this street kid who seems to have no clue who Damian is but smiles at him regardless and engages in some surprisingly pleasant conversation about places that serve vegan food or vegan options.

He and Duke have a class together in school and he meets Barbara while studying at the library. Or maybe Duke invites Danny to join a study group and that's how he meets Babs and maybe Cass and Steph too.

Maybe he meets Dick as Nightwing and they bond over their love of puns.

Jason can be met as either a civilian or as Red Hood, but the second they get within a certain range of each other, they get this feeling tugging them towards each other. Some 'I don't know why but I need to go this way' type feels. Jason calls it instincts, Danny can tell this feeling is coming directly from his core. They literally run into each other and immediately get this overwhelming feeling of 'same same like me'.

He ends up growing close with them all individually so when they eventually realize that 'hey, this new friend we've all been talking about is the same dude', well of course they have to keep him. So they all work together to sneak him into the manor(read: kidnap) and get him set up in one of the many unused rooms. And the fact the Bruce was off on a business trip when they did it made it wonders easier, they would definitively have got caught if he was around.

So now Danny is a stow away in this mansion that all his new friends apparently live in and he just kinda goes along with it cuz 'hey, they're nice and he gets somewhere to sleep rent free and the food is to die(again) for'. And yeah, they're the kids of the best detective in the world, they're gonna be good at hiding their tracks(they have to be or they would never get away with anything) but Alfred knows everything that goes on in the manor. He takes one look at this child and just accepts it. He allows the children to believe they are deceiving him but helps them out subtly by accidentally making extra food at meal times.

And if sometimes they want to hang out with Danny in the house they do his clothes and hair like whichever kid he resembles the most and so long as he doesn't talk nobody can tell the difference.

And maybe when Bruce comes back from his trip he figures it out immediately but he doesn't say anything because like hell he's gonna turn away a child in need. Instead he just silently fills out the adoption papers so he's ready when the kids eventually decide to reveal Danny's presence to him.

[stealingyourbones]

Bones i got a angst idea for you

So danny has a bad revel and dissection escapes to Gotham gets adopted by bats yada yada

Now here the actual angst

Daimian is often depicted as quite stabby. How do you think danny would react healed up (with the Y shaped scar cus you know we love ghostly emotional healing) when one of his new family members nearly stabs him

Danny might have a panic attack after all it is another family member doing it. Why is it always family

If you talk about Damian Wayne when he first arrived at the Manor: He's only stabby as a means to secure his place in the family as the rightful heir because that's what he was taught in the LOA. (I don't know too much about Damian in comics in the early days so if anyone wants to give more input feel free) When he adapts to living in Wayne Manor and everything he's much less weapon prone. He repeatedly tries to attack Tim and it takes a tad to stop him trying to defend his position in the family via combat.

If Danny joins the family during that shaky time period, Damian might try to 1v1 Danny. In that case... oh yeah baby angst ahoy.

[pendragon-writes]

𝒜 𝒩𝑒𝓌 𝒫𝑒𝓇𝓈𝑜𝓃

Aged up!Daimian Wayne x Male!Reader

Requested: Yes

Tw: Typical Dc Violence, blood

Tags: M!Reader is the son of Harley and Ivy, Could be seen as platonic but is hinted toward romantic

Damian wasn't one for love, while all of his brothers and his own father were known for some sort of love Damian was sure that love wasn't meant for him, he always wanted some sort of love and while he was just a teenager and had time he felt as though he was craving it more than ever. He wasn't the only one who craved the feeling of love.

See Damian was used to weird, growing up with assassins, having a loving family full of crime fighters, and meeting meta-humans and aliens alike. But this was a new weird for him. He'd never seen someone walk two hyenas in Gotham in the middle of the night, and certainly not during patrol. "Look, Mom and Ma want me to walk you two but I can't if you keep trying to bite people!" The hooded person yelled. The hyenas howled in protest but a giant 'plant'? He wasn't too sure, Screetched at them silencing them for good. While the hooded figure didn't seem like a threat per se it did pique his interest.

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He jumped down to where the hooded figure was and was immediately getting growled at by the two hyenas, the hooded figure swiftly turned around and threw a dagger at him but due to his training, he dogged the dagger. "Oh, it's just you, when my hyenas were growling I was assuming it was because of a threat," The hooded figure responded. This ticked him off immensely but he did his best not to show it, while he wasn't a threat to civilians the tone the other used sounded as though they were mocking him. Unfortunately, the poor lighting didn't let him see the person's face. "What's your name?" He questioned. "Now why should I tell you that? Just because you wear a Halloween costume and punch bad guys doesn't mean I can just tell you my name now," they responded, in a sickeningly sweet tone, a tone that was familiar yet he couldn't put a name on it just yet.

"What I can tell you Robin, is that we will see each other more often from the looks of it." "What do you mean by that?" He questioned. "I think we both know what I mean." "TT, No, I don't think we do," he argued. "Well, in that case, it's your problem, and hey as much as I enjoyed our talk if I don't get home soon my moms are gonna burn down Gotham looking for me, oh and it seems you have a call." Just as that was said he started hearing a call come through the coms.

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It's been a while since that last encounter, while he hasn't met your mother's personally he had a feeling he knew who they were. If the obvious fashion statement and fighting style had anything to say about it or the fact that just now he caught you talking to a plant. "Who's a good Cleopatra, you are yes you are!" While he didn't reveal his identity to you he wasn't wearing the rest of his suit like he normally would, sticking with just the mask. "Oh, Robin! Meet Cleopatra, my African Strangler." his friend introduced. The plant started snapping a bit but soon calmed down. "Did you want to go to that vegan place you were telling me about today?" "Yeah actually, I'd like that."

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"So, you ever plan on telling me your actual name? I mean we've known each other for what a year and a half." Damian asked. "Hm, only if you share yours. I mean hasn't our whole friendship been about secret identities." "True, but me sharing my name is a bigger deal." "I guess, but equal trust right?" "I can respect that." "How about I introduce myself first in order to honor that. My name is Damian." "Nice to meet you, Damian, I'm Y/n."

[hoarder-of-gender]

I'm just saying that Artemis Fowl II and Daimian Wayne would be either the closest of friends or archnemeses there is no inbetween

[readitwatchitwriteit]

I'm so sick of DC movies. Like Batman and Superman are so overdone. The best thing they could do is have them retire or leave and bring in their replacements. They have a whole cast of the. I the comolics why keep writing them as loners. My favorite thing about both heros has always been their backup teams. Dick Grayson was always so much cooler than Bruce Wayne. Damian was always such a deadpan and honest character. Tim dealt with cribbing anxiety and still became both a superhero and successful. Jason, well, Jason just need s his family. Barbra was put in a wheelchair and still fights the bad guys (until the stupid reboot). Cass was an abuse survivor, as was Daimian. Stephanie went away from her father's expectation and is still mostly happy! Though I will miss Selina, who shows you don't have to just be one thing (hero or villian). On to Superman. Supergirl struggled to be a hero in her own right. Superboy (conner) dealt with having villain blood in his DNA (clone dna) and not being liked or even treated kindly by him mentor. Johnathan seems cool and a good friend to Damian. I just think that with this host of characters it's time for the movies to move on or at least do a little of what makes the TV shows, animated or live action so popular, the relationships between well developed and interesting other characters.

[gothamcitycentral]

Flash: So yeah, the Flash name isn’t really owned by anyone, we don’t do copyright.

Wonder Woman: Fascinating, the Wonder Woman mantle is passed down through a contest of battle.

Superman: What about you, Bruce?

Hawkgirl: Five bucks says it’s a death match.

Batman, after a long sip of coffee: My dying hope is that none of my children are hard headed enough to take the name. But what’ll probably happen is that Cassandra will promise to kick everyone’s asses for it, but will find out only Tim and Damian are interested.

Flash: Why them?

Batman: Tim would realize that the step up from his childhood dream of becoming Robin would be his childhood power fantasy of becoming Batman. And Damian would do to prove he’s the “superior Robin”, or maybe not, depends on when I kick the bucket.

Wonder Woman: And then what?

Bruce: Do you think my daughter’s a liar? She would kick their asses.

[dc-and-arfrona]

First Glance - Batboys Headcannons

BatBoys! x GN!Reader

Type: Fluff

Word Count: 2.4k+

Masterlist

Summary: What was it like at first glance?

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Batman / Bruce Wayne

Bruce Wayne stood at the edge of the ballroom, his presence masked behind a facade of confidence and charm as they surveyed the guests mingling beneath the dazzling chandeliers. Another night in Gotham City, another charity gala to attend. The dark shadows of their past lingered in the depths of their eyes, hidden from the world, but ever-present.

As they took another sip of champagne, their attention was abruptly drawn to a figure entering the room. Y/N had just arrived, and an inexplicable magnetic force seemed to pull Bruce's gaze toward them. The room faded away, the noise of chatter and laughter melting into the background, leaving only Y/N in their sight.

Y/N exuded an air of elegance and grace that was unmistakable, their every movement commanding attention. They were dressed in a stunning evening gown that accentuated their natural beauty without being ostentatious, and Bruce found themselves mesmerized by their understated allure.

For a moment, they almost forgot their identity as the billionaire playboy Bruce Wayne and the dark vigilante Batman. In that instant, they were merely a person captivated by another person who stirred emotions they had long thought buried deep within them.

Bruce felt a tug at their heart, an unfamiliar sensation that made them feel vulnerable and exposed. Their life had been one of secrecy and isolation, driven by a solemn mission to protect Gotham from the darkness that had claimed their parents. Yet, here was Y/N, unknowingly threatening to breach the fortress around their heart.

As Y/N moved gracefully through the crowd, Bruce found themselves unconsciously stepping forward, drawn to them like a moth to a flame. They wanted to know more about Y/N, to understand what lay beneath that composed exterior, and why they had this unexpected effect on them.

As luck would have it, fate intervened, bringing them together in the most unassuming manner. They found themselves side by side at a charity auction, both bidding on the same piece of artwork. The tension was palpable, but Bruce sensed an unspoken connection between them.

They decided to take a risk, abandoning Bruce's usual playboy charm, and engaged Y/N in genuine conversation. They talked about the art, the charity event, and as the night progressed, they touched on deeper topics that revealed their shared values and beliefs.

Bruce discovered that Y/N was not just another socialite or guest at the event. They were driven by a desire to make a difference in Gotham, just as they were. Underneath their poised exterior, Bruce saw a passion that matched their own for justice and redemption.

In that moment, Bruce felt a glimmer of hope. They realized that maybe, just maybe, they didn't have to walk this dark path alone. Perhaps Y/N could be a beacon of light in their life, a counterbalance to the shadows that threatened to consume them.

As the night wore on, Bruce found themselves unable to tear their gaze away from Y/N. They were both exhilarated and unnerved by the emotions Y/N stirred within them. The walls they had built around themselves were cracking, and they didn't know whether to welcome the change or retreat into their familiar solitude.

By the time the gala came to an end, Bruce Wayne knew that their life had been irrevocably altered. Y/N had entered their world like a shooting star, and they couldn't shake the feeling that Y/N was meant to be there.

Little did they know that this enigmatic encounter would be the catalyst for a profound transformation, one that would forever change both Bruce Wayne and Batman. The road ahead was uncertain, but for the first time in a long while, Bruce dared to hope that they might find solace and companionship in the presence of Y/N.

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Nightwing / Dick Grayson

Nightwing, also known as Dick Grayson, glided across the rooftops of Gotham City, the night air swirling around him like a familiar embrace. The city below was bustling with the usual chaos and crime, and he was on patrol, keeping a watchful eye on the dark corners where danger lurked.

As he leaped from one building to another, a soft sound caught his attention. A rustle in the shadows that seemed out of place amidst the usual background noise. Nightwing's instincts kicked in, and he moved silently toward the source of the disturbance.

There, in the dimly lit alleyway, he saw them. Y/N, a figure shrouded in mystery, was standing their ground against a group of muggers who were closing in on them. Y/N's face was obscured by the hood of their jacket, but Nightwing could sense the determination radiating from them.

He watched as Y/N deftly dodged a swing from one of the attackers, moving with an agility that suggested they were no ordinary civilian. In the dim light, Nightwing caught glimpses of their swift and calculated movements. They were holding their own, a skilled fighter in their own right.

Intrigued and impressed, Nightwing hesitated for a moment, debating whether to intervene or allow Y/N to handle the situation on their own. But his training and sense of responsibility won over, and he decided to step in, leaping into the alley with a graceful somersault.

"Need a hand?" Nightwing's voice was firm, offering assistance while simultaneously letting Y/N know he was there as an ally.

Y/N turned to face him, and even in the darkness, Nightwing could feel their surprise. He noticed the way their eyes flickered with recognition, though they said nothing. There was a momentary pause as the muggers sized up the new threat that had appeared before them.

With Nightwing's arrival, the odds tipped drastically in their favor. Together, they fought seamlessly, each anticipating the other's moves as if they had trained together for years. It was as if they were two halves of the same whole, united by an unspoken understanding of each other's abilities.

As the last mugger slumped to the ground, defeated and disarmed, Y/N turned to Nightwing. Their eyes met, and a silent communication passed between them, acknowledging the unspoken connection forged during the heat of battle.

"Thanks for the help," Y/N finally said, their voice carrying a hint of gratitude.

Nightwing nodded, his admiration for Y/N growing with each passing moment. "You held your own pretty well back there. Ever consider joining the fight against crime in Gotham?"

Y/N smirked, the corner of their lips curling up slightly. "Maybe I already am," they replied enigmatically.

Nightwing was intrigued by Y/N's response, a sense of curiosity building within him. He knew there was more to this mysterious figure than met the eye, and he couldn't help but wonder what secrets they held.

As the night continued, Nightwing and Y/N found themselves working together more frequently. Their paths seemed destined to cross, and each time they fought side by side, their partnership grew stronger.

In Y/N, Nightwing found a kindred spirit—a fellow guardian of the night, dedicated to protecting the innocent and upholding justice. And in Nightwing, Y/N discovered a trusted ally who could match their skill and determination.

As they continued to patrol the city together, their bond deepened, and they forged a partnership that would become legendary in Gotham City—a duo that struck fear into the hearts of criminals and brought hope to those in need.

Little did they know that this chance encounter in the shadows would mark the beginning of a partnership that would stand the test of time, with Nightwing and Y/N becoming an unstoppable force for good in Gotham's ever-encroaching darkness.

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Red Hood / Jason Todd

The neon lights of Gotham's infamous nightlife illuminated the streets as Jason Todd and Roy Harper, also known as Arsenal, found themselves at a bar. After a particularly grueling night of crime-fighting, they needed to unwind and let off some steam. Laughter and the clinking of glasses filled the air as they navigated the crowded establishment.

In a corner of the bar, amidst the lively atmosphere, Y/N sat alone, nursing a drink and observing the bustling crowd. They exuded an air of mystery, their eyes scanning the room with a mix of curiosity and caution. Y/N seemed to blend into the background, but something about their demeanor caught Jason's attention.

With a nudge from Roy, Jason's gaze shifted to where Y/N sat, and his curiosity was piqued. There was something captivating about the way they seemed detached yet aware of their surroundings, as if they were silently assessing everyone they laid eyes on.

"Hey, check out the lone wolf over there," Roy remarked, his voice laced with mischief.

Jason smirked, intrigued by the challenge of approaching someone who appeared so enigmatic. "Let's go say hello," he suggested, sliding off his barstool.

As they made their way toward Y/N, Jason couldn't shake the feeling that he'd seen them somewhere before, but he couldn't place where. Nevertheless, his instincts told him that this meeting was far from ordinary.

"Mind if we join you?" Jason asked, his voice casual yet tinged with genuine interest.

Y/N glanced up, their eyes meeting Jason's, and there was a flicker of recognition in their gaze. "Sure," they replied, a hint of a smile gracing their lips.

Roy took the seat next to Y/N, and the three of them fell into easy conversation, discussing everything from their lives as vigilantes to mundane everyday topics. Despite the contrasting worlds they came from, there was an undeniable chemistry that sparked between Jason and Y/N.

As the night wore on, the bar's atmosphere grew livelier, and the trio found themselves laughing and sharing stories as if they were old friends reunited after years apart. Jason was drawn to Y/N's mysterious aura, and the more they talked, the more he wanted to unravel the enigma that surrounded them.

In Y/N, Jason found someone who mirrored his own turbulent past—a past that involved pain, loss, and a relentless pursuit of justice. He sensed that Y/N was no stranger to darkness, yet their strength and resilience resonated deeply with him.

As the clock struck midnight, Roy excused himself to hit the dance floor, leaving Jason and Y/N alone for a moment. The air between them crackled with unspoken emotions, and Jason felt an unexplainable pull toward Y/N.

"I feel like we've met before," Jason admitted, breaking the silence.

Y/N's gaze softened, and they nodded. "We have," they confessed. "A long time ago."

Jason's mind raced, trying to recall where he could have possibly crossed paths with Y/N before. But before he could press for more details, Y/N touched his hand gently, the contact sending a jolt through him.

"Some memories are best left in the past," Y/N said cryptically, a glimmer of sadness in their eyes.

Respecting their boundaries, Jason didn't press further. Instead, he allowed himself to be drawn into the present moment, savoring the connection he felt with Y/N.

From that night on, Jason and Y/N's paths intertwined in unexpected ways. They became inseparable, understanding each other's demons and finding solace in one another's company. Their bond grew stronger with each passing night, and together, they discovered that sometimes, healing and redemption could be found in the most unlikely places—like a chance meeting in a crowded bar in Gotham City.

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Red Robin / Tim Drake

Tim Drake, also known as Red Robin, had always been a dedicated student, excelling in academics with a keen mind that was always hungry for knowledge. He attended Gotham Academy, where he sought refuge from his life as a vigilante and relished the chance to be just a normal teenager.

One ordinary school day, as Tim was engrossed in his studies during lunch break, he noticed a new student sitting alone at a nearby table. Y/N had just transferred to Gotham Academy, and they looked a little lost amid the bustling crowd.

Curiosity getting the better of him, Tim decided to approach Y/N. He walked over with a friendly smile, hoping to make them feel more at ease in their new environment.

"Hey, I'm Tim Drake," he introduced himself, extending a hand in greeting.

Y/N looked up, their eyes meeting Tim's, and a warm smile graced their lips. "Hi, I'm Y/N," they replied, shaking his hand.

From that moment, a friendship blossomed between Tim and Y/N. They spent their lunch breaks together, sharing stories about their interests, hobbies, and aspirations. Tim discovered that Y/N had a creative flair and a unique perspective on the world that intrigued him.

As the days turned into weeks, Tim found himself looking forward to seeing Y/N at school. Their presence brought a lightness to his otherwise serious life as a vigilante. With Y/N, he could temporarily forget the weight of his responsibilities and enjoy the simple joys of being a teenager.

In turn, Y/N appreciated Tim's intelligence, kindness, and unwavering support. Tim was always there for them, offering a listening ear and thoughtful advice. They felt understood and valued, something they hadn't experienced with many others.

In their time together, Tim and Y/N explored the city, taking advantage of Gotham's eclectic cultural scene. From museums to street art, they embraced the beauty and diversity the city had to offer, deepening their connection.

As they grew closer, Tim began to trust Y/N with the secret he had been carrying—the identity of Red Robin. He confided in them about his nighttime escapades as the masked vigilante, something he had never shared with anyone outside the Bat-family.

Y/N listened attentively, respecting Tim's trust, and they admired his bravery and dedication to making Gotham a safer place. They didn't judge him for his double life; instead, they became a pillar of support, someone Tim could lean on when the burden of being Red Robin became too heavy.

The more time they spent together, the more Tim realized that Y/N had become an integral part of his life. They had seen each other through both challenging and joyful moments, and their bond had grown deeper than either of them had expected.

Through Y/N, Tim discovered a sense of peace and acceptance he had never known before. They became the anchor that kept him grounded in the chaos of his dual life, reminding him that he was not alone in his struggles.

In Y/N's presence, Tim found solace and a rare sense of belonging. And in Y/N's eyes, he saw a reflection of his own strength and resilience. Together, they navigated the challenges of adolescence, school, and superheroics, knowing that they had each other's backs.

Their love story may have started at a school lunch table, but it would continue to grow and flourish, a testament to the power of finding someone who truly understands and complements you. And so, in the bustling halls of Gotham Academy, Tim Drake and Y/N found not just friendship but a love that would stand the test of time.

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Robin / Damian Wayne 

The moon hung high in the Gotham City sky, casting an eerie glow over the dark alleyway where Y/N found themselves trapped. They had been going about their usual business, unaware of the danger lurking in the shadows.

Unbeknownst to Y/N, a sinister figure known as the Black Serpent had set a trap, targeting innocent civilians to lure out Batman and his allies. As the villain's henchmen surrounded Y/N, their heart pounded with fear, realizing they had stumbled into something far more dangerous than they could handle alone.

Just as the situation seemed hopeless, a flash of movement and a gust of wind announced the arrival of a new player. Damian Wayne, the fierce and enigmatic Robin, descended from the rooftops with grace and determination.

Without hesitation, Damian engaged the thugs, taking them down one by one with calculated precision. His combat skills were unmatched, and he moved with the efficiency of a well-trained warrior. Y/N watched in awe, grateful for the unexpected rescue.

Once the last thug had been defeated, Damian turned his attention to Y/N, his eyes filled with a mix of concern and curiosity. "Are you alright?" he asked, his voice surprisingly soft for someone known for his stern demeanor.

Y/N nodded, trying to steady their breath. "Thanks to you, I am," they replied, still in awe of the young hero standing before them.

As Damian stepped closer, Y/N took in his appearance—the striking green eyes, the determined set of his jaw, and the unmistakable symbol emblazoned on his chest. He was Robin, the formidable ally of Batman.

"Do you need any further assistance?" Damian inquired, his tone businesslike but tinged with genuine concern.

Y/N hesitated, considering the offer, but ultimately shook their head. "I should be fine now, thanks to you."

With a nod, Damian turned to leave, but something about Y/N's presence made him pause. He wasn't accustomed to interacting with civilians, but there was something about them that intrigued him, a spark of bravery and resilience that reminded him of his own journey to become Robin.

"If you ever find yourself in danger again," Damian said, his voice firm but sincere, "don't hesitate to call for help."

Y/N smiled, touched by the unexpected kindness of the young hero. "I'll keep that in mind, Robin," they replied.

As Damian vanished into the night, Y/N couldn't shake the encounter from their mind. They felt a strange connection to the aloof hero, and a part of them hoped they would meet again.

In the days that followed, Y/N found themselves keeping a closer eye on Gotham's news, searching for any sign of the mysterious Robin. They wondered if he would remember them or if their brief encounter was just a fleeting moment in his life as a crime-fighting vigilante.

Little did they know that their paths were destined to cross once more. As fate would have it, Y/N's life would become intertwined with Damian Wayne's in ways they could never have imagined, as they both learned that sometimes, the unlikeliest of encounters could lead to the most extraordinary connections.

[regonold]

Theres a new guy going to gotham high which isn't unusual only wierd this is he looks identical to daimian wayne except pale

So seeing as he looks identical the bat's do some investigating only to find it all checks out only slightly wierd part he's living with his sister but that could be for any number of reasons

The "final" part of their investigation is meant to be the easiest part get some dna so why is this so hard they tried everything hair saliva blood but this guy leaves nothing

They evn got daimian to invite him to the Manor and somehow SOMEHOW HE DIDN'T LEAVE A SINGLE SHED OF DNA AND IT'S DRIVING THEM MAD

Meanwhile danny is quite happy he's made a friend with daimian wayne and his brothers are cool they've invited him to the manor a dew time's (the butler alfred reminds him of cockwork sometimes it's erily similar) amd the spirit of Gotham has been much more relaxed around him now that he's interacting with mr wayne and his family