#don't think about Jason who is watching his baby brother die

[snakeredbirdbatkatana]

In a way this was the best outcome.

Timothy Drake was always meant to die.

He cheated the reaper when he was nine knife at his throat chasing around vigilantes who wouldn't have ever known him as anything other than a statistic.

He survived past fifteen which for any boy who wears those bright colors knows is an achievement.

Luck is what they will say.

Bad luck specifically wrong place right time at least in his mind.

Bleeding out with his brothers surrounding him.

A bullet he took before it could reach Damian.

He can see him he looks terrified standing a good two feet away which is an accurate description of them a gap that neither boy could ever seem to close.

Jason lost his mask somewhere he can feel the press of his fingers trying to keep blood in. Demanding it. Hopeing for a miracle. That's Jason Todd.

Holding him Dick's arms wrapped around him whispering

"I have you sweetheart I know it hurts, Dad's coming baby just a little bit longer."

He remembers a poem he found right after Jason died he had wondered if Jason raged fought tooth and nail to keep breathing.

But with all his brothers here his Father on the way he can't think of a better time.

As his breathe slows and he feels his vision fade he doesn't fight.

Lying in his brothers arms Timothy Jackson Drake takes his last breath.

Peacefully falling into the night.

There was no rage only a sense of peace for a tired hero who could finally rest.

[lazycats-stuff]

(Kind of self projecting sorry lol) SO! BabyBat has an upset stomach but Bruce's too anxious about giving him medicine because can his baby stomach handle those chemicals? Insert Alfred rolling up his sleeves "give him here master Bruce" a tired Bruce just hands him over without question and watches as alfred and baby head to the kitchen and suddenly...baby stopped crying? Bruce walks into the kitchen seeing flower stems on the counter and Alfred standing there with a sleeping baby "...How?" "Rosewater master Bruce, i made and fed him Rosewater" Not sure how to end this but basically BabyBat would only drink Rosewater from now on and Bruce has to upgrade his gardening game ,Alfred always has already-made Rosewater so his Grandson is always hydrated and the rest of batbros are just like "hell yeah my brother's too fancy for regular water" I hope you except my request and thank u! I love u

Oh no, I hope you are doing better now. Either way, this is an Alfred thing to do. Thank you for the love too.❤️

Summary: Alfred knows what to do.

Warnings: Alfred knows what to do, Bruce is tired, boys love their brother, but they want peace, fluff all in all.

Taking care of a baby is difficult, even for Alfred. Bruce and him had joined forces for (Y/N). The boys have also agreed to help whenever they could. It was exhausting to take care of a little baby. Bruce and Alfred were sleep deprived at this point and the boys took care of their little brother while the two recovered slightly.

It felt nice to have a presence of a baby here, despite the chaos that a baby brings. (Y/N) was an easy baby as long there was a routine for him. Feed him on time, change his diaper regularly, put him down for a nap on time...

All of the basics essentially.

Oh, not to forget, (Y/N) was often held in someone's arms. Whether it be Damian's, Dick's, Jason's or Tim's, (Y/N) was happy to be in their arms. Bruce was (Y/N)'s favorite none the less. Who wouldn't love being held by their father?

But, it seems that (Y/N) had medical problems. Bruce took him to the pediatrician to see what's going on. It seems that it was (Y/N)'s stomach and Bruce got some medication for it, but he was worried. Bruce believed in medicine, don't get me wrong, but... Will (Y/N)'s poor tummy will be able to handle it?

Bruce has tried everything he could to soothe his son, his anxiety preventing him from giving him the meds. How can he know that the chemicals won't make it worst? Again, he believes in modern medicine, but his baby is...

He doesn't want to hurt his son more. Alfred and everyone else tried to help, but (Y/N) was just in too much pain to even think about calming down for a single second. Jason was sure that (Y/N)'s voice will be lost in a few more hours and Damian wanted to die.

Dick and Tim tried, but nothing worked. At all. Nothing. Tim was exhausted and Dick was going to snap soon. Very much soon. Damian and Titus were out of the manor for these couple of hours and Jason went to the Batcave.

Alfred, all of a sudden got an idea. Going to the garden, he got some roses and has decided to make some rosewater for (Y/N). He cleaned the flowers in the kitchen and then put the in a pot before submerging the petals underneath the water. He put it on low heat and let it simmer for now. He put a lid over it and sighed as he heard (Y/N) crying.

He waited and checked on the petals and smiled when he saw that the petals lost color. He turned the heat off and moved the pot away, allowing it to cool down completely. (Y/N) can't drink hot water. And it would be a nice alternative to the medicine that Bruce is so anxious about giving to (Y/N). The worry is understandable, babies are more fragile than toddlers and older kids so giving them harsh medicine is not a good idea.

Alfred turned on the radio and removed the lid from the pot. He could hear Bruce's voice trying to shush his son, but (Y/N) was still crying from the pain. Alfred waited patiently as he poured himself some whiskey.

Did he love his grandson more than life? Yes, but sometimes, alcohol was important to soothe the headache the crying might have caused. He slowly sipped his whiskey as he waited for the water to cool down. Jason and Damian came down to eat something and Alfred pointed at the leftovers in the fridge.

" What's in the pot Alfred? " Damian asked as the took a container of food to heat it up.

" You'll see soon. I'm just waiting for it to cool down. "

" Is it for (Y/N)? " Jason asked as he looked at the food in the fridge. " Please tell me it's for him.

" It is. " Alfred said and took another sip of his whiskey. Damian and Jason sighed in relief.

" Thank God. " Damian said as he started heating up his food. Jason smiled as he waited for his turn.

" What's in the pot though? " Jason asked as he peered over to look at the pot.

" Some rose water. It's great for the stomach. " Alfred explained and Jason nodded as he looked down to look at the water more intently.

" Since when do we have roses in the garden? " Jason asked as he started heating his own food up and Damian sat down and started eating his food.

" Since forever master Jason. " Alfred said as he finished his whiskey.

Jason nodded and took his food out of the microwave and started eating.

After 20 minutes, the water has cooled down and Jason and Damian have left the kitchen. Alfred rolled up his sleeves and went to the living room, with Bruce still soothing his son. Bruce was tired and Alfred was sure that Bruce's ears were going to start bleeding in a few minutes.

" Hand him over master Bruce. " Alfred said and Bruce gladly gave (Y/N) to Alfred and he just closed his eyes and relaxed, the sound of (Y/N) crying moving further away from him. He kept them closed until there was silence.

Why was there silence?

Bruce opened his eyes and went into the kitchen where he found Alfred, with a sleeping (Y/N) in his arms. How the hell was (Y/N) sleeping?

" Alfred? What did you do? " Bruce asked as he looked around. Why were on the counter stems... Were those rose stems? Alfred chuckled at the confusion that Bruce was exhibiting.

" Rosewater master Bruce. " Alfred said, giving him a very short answer.

Bruce was still confused and Alfred chuckled once more. " I fed him some rosewater. " Alfred explained and Bruce nodded. Whatever it was, it helped (Y/N) out and Bruce wasn't going to question it at all.

" Huh. Thank God for the rosewater I guess. "

" Yes, it's a more natural remedy. I know you were anxious about giving the medicine to master (Y/N), so I remembered this recipe. "

" Alfred, did I ever tell you that you are the most important member of the family? " Bruce asked as he walked closer to his beloved son, caressing his little cheek.

" All the time master Bruce. "

" Good. " Bruce said as he leaned down to kiss (Y/N)'s head and the little boy slowly reached for his father. Bruce took him into his arms and allowed him to rest in his arms.

Dick and Tim popped their hands in happy and relieved that their brother was not in pain anymore. And that he wasn't ruining their hearing anymore.

" Is he okay? " Tim asked quietly and Alfred nodded. Dick sighed in relief and put a hand over his heart.

" Thank God. It's nice to have a silent manor for once. " Dick joked and everyone chuckled. That much was true.

" Well, it's great that our brother is not in pain anymore. " Tim said and walked closer to his baby brother, just observing him.

" Thank you Alfred. " Dick said and Alfre laughed. Bruce rolled his eyes with a fond smile.

After the discovery of rose water, (Y/N) refused to drink anything else. Thankfully, Alfred started feeding him some solid foods so he wasn't going to be hungry. But it was funny the first time (Y/N) refused to drink anything that wasn't rosewater.

Bruce was confused, but Alfred already had batches of water prepared for his grandson. (Y/N) needs to be hydrated. Bruce sighed as he drank his coffee, looking at the garden outside. He needed to call a gardener to plant more roses in the garden...

He glanced back at his son who was happily drinking his water, with Alfred holding the bottle.

The four older brothers walked in for breakfast and they all laughed.

" (Y/N) is so fancy. " Tim said laughing as he made his way to the coffee pot and the cereal cabinet.

" More than you B. " Dick joked and Bruce rolled his eyes with a smile.

" Yes, (Y/N) is a true Wayne. All Waynes are fancy in their own right. " Damian confirmed and Bruce just kept smiling at the banter that was going on here.

" You do know that you have up your gardening skills, right old man? " Jason teased and laughed behind his coffee mug. (Y/N) really did bring everyone together.

" I'll call the gardener the moment I'm in office. " Bruce declared and everyone nodded and started eating in peace. This is a very nice and calm morning for their standards.

" Is it just me or (Y/N) brought us all together? " Jason asked and everyone paused for a moment.

" You are right. " Dick said first and everyone followed with either nods or soft murmurs of agreement.

Jason walked up to Alfred and (Y/N) who finished his bottle of rosewater and picked his brother up in his arms. " My little brother is so fancy. " Jason said as he rocked his little brother, who in turn was shrieking with laughter.

Everyone smiled even more. This morning is really nice. And (Y/N) is a glue that keeps this family close and together.

[genderflu1dwh0r]

Are you stupid?

You can be racist and have POC friends, Jason is way worse than Billy any day. Jason isn't the one being abused by his father everyday, he isn't poor, he didn't get taken from his home and live with a step sibling that he didn't know that well.

Jason is a horrible person and got his friend to tackle Erica, then he held a gun at Lucas. You can't tell me that that isn't racist, you can't tell me that's worse than what Billy ever did. Jason said "I thought you were one of the good ones". That. Is. Racist.

Billy got his bad traits from his father. Billy got beat by his father. Billy was crying into the phone for his mom to come home. Billy had no support system. Steve was the only person that Billy bullied and tormented, and in my opinion, Steve is a worse character than Billy.

Steve threw slurs, while Billy got slurs thrown at him by his own father. Just because you don't care about abuse victims, doesn't mean you have to spread your hate.

I think that Billy just wanted Lucas to stop hanging around because if Neil found out, Billy would be the one getting beat. Neil would probably hurt Lucas way more than Billy could have ever done. Billy was protecting Max and himself, he was scared that Neil would find out. He did care and love Max, he just showed it in some confusing ways.

Also, the Duffer brothers are racist, they wanted Dacre to say the N word. Dacre protested and it ended up not happening. Billy saying the N word isn't canon, cause it didn't happen in the show. Stop always going to that excuse for him being a bad person. He never said any slur.

People say "if the actor wasn't hot, then people wouldn't have liked him" and I disagree. His character is very interesting. He has a backstory, he has trauma, he has an actual interesting plot unlike any other character. Dacre is also a very amazing actor, he was able to make Billy even more interesting.

Dacre has said that his art imitates his life. He put his own life into the character, he didn't have a great relationship with his dad, he has said this.

Max is a horrible person too, she drugged Billy with something that she didn't know was in, almost hit him with Steve's bat, screamed at him before leaving and stealing his car. Billy could have died on the floor, he was drugged and had no car. Tell me that that isn't abuse. Just because Billy grabbed her wrist ONE time, doesn't mean it's abuse.

Siblings fight all the time, it's just what happens. Especially how their family dynamics was. I and many others have fights with our siblings. You get over it in like a day. That doesn't make Billy a bad person. He did some really shitty things, yes. But that doesn't excuse all the hate he gets. He's a complex character, no other character is like him.

That's why he's my baby boy. I relate to him, I'm an abuse victim, I love knowing that I have a character to relate to. Stop blaming abuse victims on how they grew up, they can change. He could have changed if he didn't die. He could have, but nobody let him.

Nobody tried to help him. He didn't have a support system. The people who compare Jonathan to Billy are wild, cause Jonathan did have a support system, his mother did so much. Billy had nobody. His father beat him, hi stepmother did NOTHING to stop Neil, she just watched. She was clearly abused too, but she's the adult, she has to be there for Billy. She has to get Max away from all of this, which in season 4, she did. But she turned into an even worse mom.

Right here. He was trying to get help, he was trying to get the MF to get out. He wanted someone to help him. He kept fighting, and that's how he saved everyone on the day he died. He knew he was going to die, he was sobbing.

Try to think before talking bad against Billy.

Why do people say Vecna/Henry/Jason/Troy/James/Angela are better than Billy?

Vecna/Henry literally tried to kill children and the whole world. Billy wanted to have some fun and games, he would never go to prison for killing a child. He was never going to hit Mike, Lucas, Dustin, or Will.

Troy/James made Mike jump off of a fucking cliff while wanting to take Dustins teeth out. Tell me that isn't fucked. MIKE WOULD HAVE DIED IF EL WASN'T THERE!!

Jason held a fucking gun to Lucas's head and got Erica hurt. He sent a witch-hunt over Eddie and that ended up killing that poor boy. Literally, he was poor and Jason is a rich christian white boy. Tell me that isn't classist. Jason also did this to get information out of a kid.

Angela deserved the roller skate to the face for what she did to El. I would have done the same thing, El never deserved any of what she went through there.

Anyone going to object? Cause you can't, my points are spot on. Why aren't we gonna get mad at Jamie Campbell Bower over saying he relates to Vecna/Henry? If Dacre is bad for doing so, why can't we shame Jamie for the same thing?

I would count the MF taking over Billy like that as a reference of sexual assault. His body gets taken away from him, he is crying for help, he is scared and tried to tell someone. I've talked to SA survivors and they agree.

Anyway, I am pissed at Billy antis and I am just so done with them.

[chriscrosswallflower-blog]

Alright, I have finally finished watching a Good Girl's Guide to Murder and I collected my thoughts as I went. Overall I really enjoyed it, though some of the plot changes weren't my favorite.

Spoilers below for the TV show!

Things I Loved

How awkward Pip is - I don't think we get a good look at this in the book since it is mostly through Pip's eyes, but I love how goofy and awkward she is!

Pip's friendship group! I love how much closer they seem in the show and how they accept Pip as the weirdo she is without a single thought, especially since she is different from them in so many ways. I also love seeing more of Connor and his funny personality

I love that we get to see more of Cara and Pip's relationship - they are precious and you can tell how ride or die they are for each other

Lauren - she adds so much to their friend group and I just love her so much. Ant, stay tf away from this baby!

The PipRavi sleepover - my heart couldn't take it!

I like the introduction of the da Silva siblings backstory. In the books they seemed pretty estranged so it's not as obvious why Nat is upset about Pip accusing her brother. Obviously that would bother anyone to an extent but with the introduction of how close they are/were it will make a lot more sense moving forward

Max (and Dan honestly) seem creepy from the start. I swear anytime either of them came on screen I got a terrible feeling - though Dan did begin to seem more good intentioned after talking to Pip in the police car (still creepy though)

Name drops of characters that will be important later - non-readers won't think anything of it but it's funny to hear Stella and Jamie name dropped so casually

It's interesting to see Mr. Ward acting so normal and casual - he does the same thing in the books but seeing it is so unnerving. I think the plot line of him forcing Pip to change her EPQ really adds another layer to his character too

BARNEY'S FUNERAL AND THE TENNIS BALLS!!! 😭 the "why didn't anyone help him" almost broke me.

Ravi being the one to suggest that they call off the investigation hits so damn hard. He feels so hopeless and trapped but the only thing he cares about is protecting and reassuring Pip

Since we have a more objective POV, I love seeing the little signs of how smitten Pip is with Ravi from the beginning - much more than she ever acknowledges in the book

Pip going in the junk yard scared the hell out of me - she got wayyy too close to DTK there.

Becca and Andie being close makes her death so much more tragic

Cara has a TRACKER on Pip?! "Maybe she's not as smart as she thinks she is," man I cackled!

OMG Sal and Andie talking about running away together hurt so bad - seeing how much they loved each other makes the whole story so much more heart breaking

Regardless of if it's in the book or in the show - Mr. Ward talking about how he talked to Sal about Cambridge so he would die thinking about something good will always turn my stomach. That man is such a disgusting mfer

Pip threatening Max at the very end is so amazing. That little pat on the shoulder? 🤌🤌

Things I disliked

Pip seems a lot less informed in the show - like seriously, book Pip would be horrified. You broke into the Bell's house without GLOVES?

I think this is partially because we don't see Pip's POV and much about her suspects - the only two people she really seems to suspect are Dan and Jason and that really only comes into play at the end. I wonder if people who just watch the show will even guess that she suspected Naomi, Nat, and even Howie throughout most of the book

I think we all mourn for "real men wear floral when trespassing" 😢

Honestly, the storyline with Pip's dad might be my least favorite thing. I loved their cute, playful relationship in the book and how she ardently defends her blended family, but in the show, even before the cheating thing, it seems like she didn't really like him? That made me so sad! (Also, does he call her chicken in the UK edition of the books? I really liked Pickle as a nickname!)

Nat's storyline is strange, like I understand to an extent why they did it but book Nat would have a fit if she figured out she was supposedly friends with Andie 😂 I think she loses quite a bit of her character building when we leave out how much her nudes getting leaked affected her (it seems like almost a minor thing in the show) and her act of violence while trying to go to college that put her on probation. Especially since it's a large reason why Pip suspected her in the first place (her reasoning seems pretty weak in the show)

Where the heck is Stanley?! He's pretty important for season 2; of all the characters to cut you wouldn't think it would be him!

I really miss the scene where Ravi and Pip recreated the timeline to prove Sal's innocence - it was such a potent moment!

I miss hearing Naomi's backstory - we get a bit of it implicitly by the way she acts and her confession, but I think it adds a lot to her character to know more about her anxiety and depression and how it caused her to drop out of college

We miss some of Pip's bad ass moments! Again, this is possibly because we are seeing things from an objective POV and we can't see inside of her head, but I loved reading about how knowledgeable she is about true crime, how much research she did, and how much that informed her actions. I also missed seeing how much she defended the Singh family and Ravi specifically. That scene in the grocery store where she told off the cashier for being so rude to Ravi is one that I dearly miss

Pip accusing Max of raping Becca doesn't hit as hard when she did it over the phone and I hate that he didn't truly confess like he did in the book. And they didn't bring up Nat's rape at all (or Nat in general very much). Her confronting Max and Naomi was such a badass moment for Pip and I'm sad that we missed it

Becca's wig in that flashback. Yikes.

Becca taking Pip to the well (or whatever it is - I feel like it was called something else but it's not coming to mind) made her seem less sympathetic to me than when she just drugged her without much of a plan. "Now I'm going to have to put you in there with her," was so freaking sinister

Things I'm not sure about

In some ways I like the addition of Pip seeing Andie and Sal after they obviously argued - the guilt she felt after that and how that would motivate her to look into the case makes a lot of sense. However, I think I prefer her only looking into the case because she trusted and believed in Sal because of how kind he was to her. I think that the fact that she rarely doubted Sal in the books was really compelling and we lose a lot of that when Pip is concerned that she might have played a part in Sal finding Andie after their fight, therefore possibly contributing to her death

I don't think the video to lure the killer out was necessary but I think they did it to move the story along quicker. I wish we could have seen more of Pip's notes since that is what they wanted in the books when they kidnapped (dognapped?) Barney

I think I prefer them finding Andie's planner over the note in her bunny - it seems to make more sense than just a random note and I like how it gives us a small look into her life (her struggling to read the Revengers was a cute little detail and showed us that she is still a teenager). That being said, the note does the job and it feels a bit nit picky, so I'm not super upset by it

Having Isla tell Pip about Sal's murder was interesting - I'm not super mad about it but it definitely changed a lot, especially since neither of them think she's Andie and he keeps her captive to further hide Sal's murder. Somehow it makes Mr. Ward even more sinister

Having the plot line of Ravi leaving, coming back, and then him and Cara track her down was definitely different. I can decide which way I prefer it. Ravi leaving seemed really random and rushed but I did like that Cara had a part in her rescue (see the hilarity of the tracker above)

Though I enjoyed seeing PipRavi get together by the end of the season, I will miss their awkward tip toeing around each other as Ravi tries to ask her out!

All in all I really enjoyed it - I think it's one of those that I'll also get a lot out of after rewatching it. If you got this far, first off, I'm impressed! And second, let me know your thoughts!!

[weekend-conspiracy-theorist]

ngl though, my personal ideal reverse robins scenario (circa bruce in the timestream era) is batman cass with robin dick--if you want to mirror the initial "bruce isn't thrilled about the new child in his house" dynamic on damian's arrival, cass is the one at the circus that night. but she doesn't watch the graysons die--she watches their son watch them die, sees and feels his grief as viscerally as her own, and swoops into action as black bat... and brings a child home with her. she's always been his batman 🥺 ANYWAY the two of them together as a batman-robin duo is insane. two extreme prodigies with preternatural control and understanding of their bodies, their team up moves would be bonkers. I think dick would idolize cass to extremes but struggle with how she just shuts him down regarding his desire for vengeance on his parents' killer rather than really talking him through it.

damian is and stays nightwing when bruce dies, obviously, although while not quite "battle of the cowl" levels he and cass definitely have a knock down drag out verbal argument about it. so he spends a lot of this era sulking in blüdhaven and working with the titans, who include jon kent, yara flor, and irey west. (how is irey here when her dad is a little baby like dick? idk, speedster timestream shenanigans. bart's furious at her for stealing his future time traveller schtick. or maybe the speedster for damian's era could be avery or ace instead? actually yeah, reversing age on the two wallaces makes much more sense lol. anyway.)

duke upgrades from robin to signal and goes haring off across the globe to track bruce through the timestream (possibly taking spoiler!jason with him?). he (and the rest of the robin gang) had taken up the cause in the wake of steph's (and tim's, more on that later) death, when bruce is spiralling and gotham still needs a light ✨ they're so determined that even getting on batman's badside can't stop them, and finally they wear him down. duke (who knows bruce wayne is batman) is the one bruce thinks of as robin, but riko izzy and the gang are still around. (then jason shows up in purple, and he's inducted into the gang for months before bruce finds out there's ANOTHER teenage vigilante running around.)

tim is an oracle equivalent, but this is the one identity I would actually change the name of; I don't know what I would make it, but oracle specifically is deeply connected to babs for me and I'd like to leave it open for her to take up later. (robin IS deeply connected to dick but it's also been given connections to some of the other robins over the years, so I don't think it's unreasonable to keep it in an au like this, especially for how iconic it is. dick of course still gets a really heartbreaking scene connecting this new hero name back to his mother's nickname for him.) (batgirl is open at this point in and time and babs does hit the streets first on her own and then taken under cass's wing while bruce is dead, obviously.) tim doesn't have babs's talent and ability for being a living information nexus but he does have the tech knowledge and the tactical knowledge to still take on a ~big brother~ style hero persona and run a team a la the birds of prey (I would also not actually make them BoP; I would pull the rest of core four young justice + others he pulls in for various jobs); tim's number one advantage as a hero has always been network building and so I would play off that as much as his tech skill. a la steph's faked death in canon, tim's civilian persona is fake dead in this au, and I lean towards making tim an amputee rather than parapalegic, to facilitate interesting conversations between him and babs down the line after she's paralyzed, about what it means to be a disabled hero and how their situations compare and differ.

when steph gets resurrected and eventually takes on the red hood persona, she doesn't know tim is actually alive, because that's juicy. and extra fodder in her vendetta against bruce. tim starts working with the red hood before either him or steph knows who the other is. yes, they have a weird agressive flirtation going on. yes, it only gets worse once they find out. (yes, tim blows up at bruce when he finds out bruce has known/suspected the red hood's identity for a while.) yes, duke, jason, and dick fucking hate working with the two of them because it's super embarassing to listen to their older brother flirt with a mass murderer.

oh, and I'd make charlie gage-radcliffe the bette kane bat-girl equivalent who's like, relatively removed from all of this but also knew and worked with damian when he was a baby robin and has all of the good dirt and they lowkey hate each other but in a, like, frenemies way

[iwantjellyfsh]

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I've recently read heroes come back by DairyFarmer on ao3 and it's amazing, spectacular, exquisite, devious, gorgeous ect ect. (warning that a large portion of their other fics have explicit content such as psudo sibling incest and underage (not hero's come back)). Uchiha Sasuke as Tim Drake (it's not a very long fic but the "identity crisis" bookmark has 59 pages of similar stuff...)

This has given me an itch, my own writing ability is sporadic at best but some more ideas:

Itachi as Tim, he doesn't have a brother so he's broody mc broody pants and when he see's Mr. Dark Knight himself he adopts Bruce on sight (so sasuke, so anger, it's adorable). I personally think it'd be funnier to have it be like 10 year old Tim ( or age before Jason dies) adopting 40 year old Bruce Wayne. Itachi will let this be known to. He will shower my boy in love and praise (head pats when he finishes a case and everyone is deeply disturbed, who let this obsessive child off its leash?). THEN when Jason falls he either makes Bruce the most horrible version of himself (ie k!ll ppl and stuff cause thats normal) like indoctrinate the fuck out of this grown ass man (ROOT conditioning anyone?) or he'll just stare at Bruce disappointedly until he folds (like the wet paper towel he is). Blah Blah... Itachi thinks Red Hood is Edo Tensei-ed and the "beat that little Robin replacement to the ground" turns into "why is this eleven year old beating my ass and preaching about free will". And just meeting Damian.

Itachi cannot take this, big brood and baby brood is to much he's going to melt into a puddle of goop. A major plotline could be Itachi just casually mentioning that he'll probably die at like twenty because diseases cross over too ig or BLIND TIM org. It's karma (overusing mangekyo in past life) but everyone's like HOW DO YOU MOVE cause ninja. So it could be Bruce parenting Itachi back because oh no I've grown attached to the little stalker and trying to be super duper nice and accomadating towards Itachi's blindness when it just... doesn't affect him at all?

Steph (probably): So what do your eyes look like behind the mask?

Tim (deadpan): The same

Steph: ???

Tim (looking directly into Stephs eyes): I'm blind

(this was funnier in my head)

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That was my most comprehensive one but I raise you:

Timto joining Joker (either pretending the Joker Jr. thing worked OR the electro shocks just made him Tobi). Either way it's either best friends or on sight for those two.

Shim knows that Bruce is Batman ect ect and Alfred finds out Shim knows (or someone related to the batfamily... maybe one of the sirens? Could totally picture Selina bugging him until he fixes that man). And Shikamaru is the laziest man Robin ever that the exasperation Bruce feels stops the greif momentarily (and he has Shim's hero name be "Sloth" as a joke and it just sticks). Shim would like to speak to the manager about how he can't cloud watch because the whole fucking sky is a cloud. Steph is giving nostalgia for another loud blond he used to know (esp the bright colors). Jason is fine with Shim because dude obvi don't wanna be here, Dick treats Shim like he's a cat, Cass and him are besties (they just stare at e/o, don't ask), and Damian will cleanse this manor of your lazy filth myself.

Plot points:

B/c Shikamaru having adhd is one of my personal faves, I want the typical "Tim stop pulling all nighters and drinking coffee" but the coffee actually helps slow down his brain so the batfam take it away and get a revenge driven, irrated Shim.

Ra's gives back Tim because he thought he was slick with the spoiling him so he'll join my side but Shika is just a sugar bby at this point. (he hasn't moved in 3 days yall can have him).

When "Tt." meets "Troublesome."

Fighting villains is a drag so Shim just blackmails criminal's into backing off. Like yes Kenny, I know you're life story and if you just stop being so troublesome we'll sort this out.

Can we have blacksmith Tim? I want him making the most outrageous weapons ever and it's like Kiyoshi warrior's from avatar fans or smt.

He is allergic to cats (don't know if it's canon, kinda just popped into my head). This is comedic and everyone teases him for sneezing near Alfred the Cat considering how much of a cat he is

Link to hero's come back b/c I'm a little bitch who almost forgot to add it

[amazon85centaur]

It is literally 2 a.m. for me right now but I have to get these thoughts out....

I think that Dick Grayson's "I thought I lost you" is his "I love you" let me explain...

What we know about Dick is that he lost both of his parents and had to move in with Bruce Wayne. Then he did crazy shit with Barbara and then somewhere along the way, started the Titans. Leading up to everything else in the show. Dick Grayson has lost a lot of people. He also blames himself for losing them. Season 1 when he lost Kory in the Trigon dream he went to the dark side for the cookies. Season 2, Kory comes and he is so relieved, but then she has to go and he gets himself thrown in prison. Season 3, he refuses to let anyone help him...*you're Batman now* and *Batman works alone* and all that BS. Plus, like what he said in season 2, Kory: you wanted to protect them/Dick: or I didn't know how to ask for help, it's not how I was raised*cough cough* Batman 🙄. Do you think Bruce Wayne ever told Dick that he loved or cared about him, unless it had to do with training him to be Robin???? Even then? Did he ever help him heal his trauma or did he just use it to make him into Robin????? I'm sorry but if this is healed Dick Grayson, we need a factory reset and lots of therapy. Season 3, Kory is constantly like... Let us help you, and he's like nope, I gotta gooo. Aaannnddd... Gets himself shot and then killed. And in his Lazarus pit vision...He beats Jason to death, while dressed as the Joker whilst being taunted by Crane... Then he sees his dad and his dad tells him that he's proud of him/ that he loves him (something along those lines) and then he sees the sweet baby girl in his future (Mar'i 💖). Now I saw this as the past being healed so that he can have a future. He starts off in the dream as a monster controlled by his anger, is healed by meeting his dad and gaining some solace and faith that he can be a better man and then that leads to him getting the future that he wants with Kory. Also I think "who he is going to be" was never just about his superhero self and shelving Robin, it's about the type of man he's going to be. (Also Kory knowing who she is, was not enough, because it was always tied to her reason for being on Earth and her destiny, which finally gained its conclusion in the finale) Dick Grayson had to learn to let go, learn to ask people for help/ confide in people, accept when he cannot change something and come to a point where he won't blame himself for what he could not control. That was essential to healing the trauma of losing his parents. Season 4 Dick Grayson is fighting elves to save her, overcoming mind control and beating the ever-living hell out of people and things (see season 1!) He is 🤏🏾 close to throwing brother blood into the wormhole, so that Kory doesn't have to possibly die. He's already seen her die, he's already watched her leave multiple times (mentally and physically). He says "I thought I lost you" as if losing someone close to him is how he loses pieces of himself. He only ever says that to her... Just like when you say "I love you" you say it because you mean it, because it's the end all be all. Because that person is the one and without them you'd feel empty or incomplete or like something's missing. And that can be endearing, and that can be toxic, but as a trauma response, I can only see it as him trying to heal. He was able to let her go, knowing that it would break him. He was able to say goodbye. That is him healing. And although it took so long to get there, I think that's beautiful ❤️

"I thought I lost you" ~ "I love you" ; "I can't live without you" ; "I don't want to exist in a world without you" ; "I woke up and you weren't there" ; "You are the one person, I refuse to lose."

Honestly, would it really be Dick Grayson, if he wasn't speaking in code to Kory? cuzzz he does that A LOT.

[space-specs]

I, T and X <333

Thanks for the ask bestie, this was very fun!!

I - Has tumblr caused you to stop liking any fandoms, if so, which and why

BBC Sherlock. I really wanted to watch this show when it was all over tumblr and all my friends were watching it back in like 2014, but I never got around to it. Eventually, people stepped back and were like "actually, so much about this show sucks so much", and I was just kinda glad I'd never actually watched it yet and now I won't. If I want Sherlock content, tbh, I'll probably just rewatch "Elementary, Dear Data" from Star Trek: TNG. Or finally finish the Enola Holmes stuff.

T - Do you have any hard and fast headcanons that you will die defending, about anything at all (gender identity, sexual or romantic orientation, extended family, sexual preferences like top/bottom/switch, relationship with poetry, seriously anything)

Duke Thomas cannot make direct eye contact with people. It gives him a splitting headache. Since eyes both absorb and reflect light, looking directly at someone's eyes creates a sort of feedback loop of light beams for him.

Cass is, in all actuality, older than Jason. However, because there is some ambiguity about her precise age, both of them frequently insist they are the older sibling of the two. They could very easily confirm who is older; they both refuse because they don't want to be wrong.

Steph is more of the common sense in the batfam than people give her credit for. Don't get me wrong, she is far from normal (she is vigilante, she grew up in Gotham), but she is the one with the wherewithal to, idk, solve her problems by actually talking to people. She's clever and witty and quick on her feet and actually some really good and really practical people skills.

Duke and Jason are both functionally immortal for different reasons. (Also, they are good brothers and DC needs to bring back the two of them getting to interact).

Tim doesn't call Bruce "dad" and probably never will. Not because he doesn't see Bruce as his parent, but because "dad" has some very complex connotations for him and he doesn't want to apply those to Bruce. More specifically, because good batdad is canon to me, Bruce is better than what "dad" means to him. (It’s also important to me that Jack does try to be a father to Tim and does love him. But loving your kid is not always enough. Sometimes you still hurt them).

There's definitely something I'm forgetting that I'm even more die hard about, but this is already more than I intended on writing for this one 😂 needless to say this is a fun question. (Also maybe putting this out will kickstart me writing the fics I have planned based on 3 of these)

X - top 5-10 characters who are yoUR PRECIOUS BABIES AND YOU WILL DIE DEFENDING THEM

Tried very hard not to just put every single batkid on this list but know that I would go to war for any of them I love them all so much.

In no particular order

1. Jason Todd -- listen, do I think his philosophy on crime should be applied to the real world? No, absolutely not. Has he done anything wrong ever? Also no.

2. Duke Thomas (bonus: the whole We Are Robin crew) -- if you hate Duke Thomas, meet me in Denny's parking lot. Something is clearly wrong with you and I will right it via blunt force trauma /j.

3. Tim Drake -- Catch me untangling the mess that is his fanon and canon characterizations and weaving a beautiful tapestry out of it. I see so many wrong interpretations about him and I am tired. Very carefully sorting out what should and shouldn't be kept from both fanon and canon every time I write him.

4. Cassandra Cain -- she has done nothing wrong ever and she deserves to be Batman. my favorite weirdgirl ever <3

5. Trevor Belmont -- my wife /p just introduced me to Castlevania and I did not expect to love it this much. Trevor is my babygirl and I would die for him.

6. Sypha -- I love her soooo much and I am dreading any potential romantic arcs to come about since she's the female lead because I really don't think she needs it. Please let her be cool af and single and not ruined in favor of the inevitable contrived romance, oh god.

7. Rise!Mikey -- I started my dive into tmnt content with Rise and then I tried to go back and watch 2012 because people said it was also good but they were so mean to Mikey 😭 I couldn't do it. He is like a squeaky toy to me.

8. Rise!Donnie -- I am captivated by his autism swag. Enough said. (Him and Mikey as a brother duo is so precious to me).

9. Razer -- Watch Green Lantern: The Animated Series if you haven't already. Do it. I promise you will not regret it. I won't say anything because spoilers but I have so much to say.

10. Talia al Ghul -- I am taking a knife to canon and carving out the parts I don't like because she is a good mom, goddammit!

Bonus: Koriand'r. I haven't read enough comics to know much about her, but I respect woman juice everyday for my favorite 6+ ft buff alien woman. (She should get to be huge and strong and I will fight for that).

[jackdaw-and-hattrick]

There's no way, no way, Bruce didn’t use his bat-skills to break in to comfort his baby when he heard him crying (the Drake nannies (there are three, none of them are full time and there are huge gaps between their schedules but there’s nothing they can do) know he comes, but keep their mouths shut because at least someone’s watching out for that little boy.)

Part of Bruce wants to wait this out, call CPS when he’s sure they’ll see his health is worsening, and then swoop back in so he can have him back home again, but he can't do that to Tim, can’t be another person who let him suffer for their cause. Then, when the Drakes leave for yet another trip without him, Bruce pays the nannies off to let him take care of Tim, bringing a four-year-old Jason to meet his baby brother. (Jason swears on his life that he’ll keep this kid safe, one way or another, just watch him.) It gets harder when Tim learns to talk, but luckily(?) this is a boy born with the word secret engraved to the bottom of his tongue and he keeps this one like a teddy bear to cling to when things get hard with the Drakes. (one time Mr. Drake yelled and stomped a bit too loud at a Gala and Tim went running across the room to his Baba, his B. (Jason kicked Mr. Drake in the crotch for that, something he only sort of regretted when they had to go home early because of it.)

Then the Drakes die, Bruce is 90% sure Two-Face had something to do with it, and he’s not sure whether to tell him off or invite him to bed. But he’s terrified of what to tell Tim. How do you comfort a child almost definitely mourning his parents when they were people you so openly despised? Still, Tim does come home, all of five years old and newly orphaned and he seems... Jubilent. Even Jason has questions and his father was the worst. Is that what an extra year of maturity does to you? At first, Bruce thinks it's because Tim doesn't understand that they're dead. He says he’s just happy he can be with his family all the time besides school. Then one day one of the cats that come and go from the manor passes away. She was old, with black fur more specked with white than the clearest night sky, and Tim is inconsolable.

“You know,” Bruce said, uncertain of his own words, “ Jack and Janet are like that too.”

“Like what?” Tim snuffles.

“Dead.”

“I know, but I don't love them, I love you. You mourn people who you love.”

The little boy says it with a certainty that almost doesn't allow for argument. Bruce is tempted to let it drop, help Tim bury the poor cat in the roses, and give her the best eulogy he can before Alfred calls them to dinner, washing grave dirt from under too-small nails. But there are matters which need to be closed.

“You can love them too if you want to. Dick still loves his parents even though he loves me. I won't be mad or think less of you if you do.”

”Why would I want to?” Tim spits out bitterly, “Jack and Janet sucked.”

Bruce nodded.



“True,” he wasn’t going to correct the boy when he was objectively correct, “ but other people loved them, and we can feel sad on their behalf.”

“Who, their investors?” Tim scoffed.

“How about this; there were two people, and now they will never get an opportunity not to suck. They will always just be your sucky birth parents and they’ll never lean how wrong they were to mistreat you.”

“Oh, that is sad”

Tim’s eyes welled back up. They ended up burying the cat by the old well instead of the roses and the boy cried the whole time. Dinner was vegetable stew and homemade rolls. Bruce held Harvey’s hand the whole time.

So I recently learned Harvey and Jason's dad had BEEF and Harvey killed him apparently??? Okay. So. I propose we all imagine this:

You're Jason Todd. You're 4 years old.

You know, because the only reading material you have is your birth certificate. A copy of it, wilted by dry ink. You're always hungry. You get food sometimes, but no hugs, no kisses, no soft words. You're still hungry.

Your father only touches you with his belt or shoe or anything else he can grab and a small crumble of you welcomes it because it's better than nothing.

You're Jason todd, age 4, and you haven't seen your mother get up from the tub for 3 weeks. You try to shake her and wake her up but nothing worse. Your father takes his shower and doesn't care.

You're Jason Todd and you hear a voice -- gruff and thick but smooth and raspy, " Jesus fuckin' christ, Todd."

" I'm tellin' you I don't got the money. It ain't my fault that whore of yours left you and you're In a bad mood--"

You're Jason todd, hiding in a closet, when you hear the terryfing sound of your father being quiet for once. For once, he doesn't yell. For once, there's peace in your house. Gun smoke and all.

You're Jason Todd, age 4, when you meet Two Face. He's scary. He says he's gonna take you somewhere, and for you that's a Boogeyman's promise, so you trash and you scream and you yell, and he just holds you tight.

You hold back; He's big and warm and could crush you in paste, but he doesn't. He just rocks you and shushes you and promises he'll take you somewhere you'll like. He doesn't tell you to stop crying.

You do anyway, because you're 4, and you're tired, and you haven't had your nap all day because you were doing chores.

You're Jason Todd and you meet Bruce Wayne at 3 o clock in the morning.

He's tired; those dark clouds under his eyes indicate he hasn't slept, there's a hollowness to his sharp cheekbones, and he looks nothing like does on TV.

He doesn't look dazzling, or glamours, or dashing. He looks like someone whose adopted baby got taken back by their neglectful, dog shit parents, and he's never been more devoured by misery than then.

" harv..."

" thought you might know what to do with him," harvey shrugs, still keeping a tight hold on you, like he might lose you too, and you tremble and cry when you're moved away.

You don't make noise, thought. Making noise always gets you in bigger trouble. Bruce Wayne holds you like you're the most precious thing in the whole wide world.

He holds you're made of love and light and all things right.

And you still cry in his arms, because you just want your mommy, and you want to nap, and you want to read and you want to be kissed and hugged and cuddled you want everything you never got.

" Oh, Jason. Oh, sweetheart. "

You're Jason Todd, age 5, because today's your birthday. You spend the first 10 minutes of it sleeping gentle and teary in Bruce's arms, while another pair holds you both.

You're Jason Todd, and you might be the reason Bruce Wayne and Harvey Dent start talking again.

[the-slasher-files]

REQUEST: Jason, Michael and the Sinclair Brothers with a strong s/o.. one that might pick them up in a hug! @leatherfacecake

Ok this is hilarious to think about lol so this was fun to do! Also sorry this took forever, I’ve been really focusing on my originals right now.. enjoy🔪💕

MASTERLIST

SLASHERS WITH A STRONG S/O

INCLUDES JASON, MICHAEL, BO, VINCENT and LESTER

JASON VOORHEES

You are his baby cakes and Jason is pretty observant of you but he doesn’t really put the two and two together

He just thought it was extremely helpful when you would bring back large amounts of firewood, or helped him care for the camp

Jason doesn't really have a clue how strong humans are supposed to be, he hasn't exactly spent a bunch of time with them other than killing. Even then Jason cuts the teens down with always little to no effort

When you hold him in a hug Jason loves your strong grasp, it reminds him of when he was little 

However when you lift him in a hug big boy is gonna have the biggest owl eyes you had ever seen... He lets the hug last though, but when you set him down he will push away, Jason is secretly a dom and there is something about you having that power over him that he isn’t too sure about

Soon he learns to love it, he will still treat you as a delicate flower but he often enjoys the silent strength you carry 

Just don’t lift him up that much, it brings him to a weird state of confusion. Makes him think of his boyhood but there is something sour to it, he can’t really explain it

Jason wants to be the protector and the strong one but he will try to hid it

He still gets worried about yourself getting overexerted

MICHAEL MYERS

Like many things Michael is indifferent to your strength 

He has watched you for months before you even knew Michael existed so he is aware of your strength and I think he finds it fascinating

Another thing that makes you different and special compared to anyone else, another reason to keep you alive

Don't ever.... ever lift him in a hug.. if you do Michael would either go two ways 1) stiff as a board but allows it until you put him down then you will die or 2) Michael will go dead weight like a toddler and 200 pounds of muscle will flop but you will still die once the embrace is over

I'm sorry but Michael will abuse your strength in anyway he can... mostly sexually. Keeping you tied and seeing just how much you can take, but luckily Michael knows strength can fade and fade fast so after he's done with you he will hold you close and make sure you're truly ok

He might be a little relieved by having a strong s/o. He can go hard with you and you’re just fine. If you are ever in danger Michael will obviously still protect you and kill the person but he knows you can handle your own a little... still though never touch his baby

But here comes the toying. Oh no the door is jammed... can you force it open??.. Oh dear who flipped the couch over?... Could do flip it back??

Michael is just a curious boy at heart coated in rage and with a hard exterior 

BO SINCLAIR

oooh boy, never ever let this man find out you’re strong, he will immediately put you to work on something; from lifting tires to moving bodies to fixing up town

However Bo will never ever let you kill no matter how tough or strong you are. If anything were to happen to you he would never be able to forgive himself

Bo wont ever say it but he really appreciates your strength, especially if you’re helping him around town or in the garage 

If you hug him and lift him, there is a very high chance Bo will go feral. He struggles immediately, pushing you and fighting.. watch out Bo plays dirty; hair pulling, kicking, spitting etc. 

Bo wants to be the dom, the strong one, the protector

But at the same time his boner says other wise. To be fair he has a boner 80% of the time. 

Bo has a power struggle in his head because of his horrible case of toxic masculinity so he must be the strong one but there is the very rare time Bo will give power to you but he acts like he is always in control... deep down in his heart I think he might want to be a sub but no one tell him

Long story short, never pick up Bo. Just help him around town

VINCENT SINCLAIR

The guy is an artist so he is probably going to notice right away by your the way you’re built but he won’t say anything. He just loves you the way you are

He can find it helpful moving bodies or moving around the equipment but Vincent really tries to keep you away from all the horror of Ambrose 

He won’t admit it but sometimes he loves to be the little spoon in your strong grasp, it reminds him of his mommas hugs  

If you ever pick up Vincent in a hug he will go immediately stiff and kind of wiggle away. He- he is unsure about this. Part of him likes this but again, like Bo, they grew up in a small town where toxic masculinity was ingrained in them, but with Vincent he takes it much much better than Bo ever will

It might take Vincent a while to really like your strong hugs and you lifting him a little, but he really warms up to it, just do not do in front of his brothers. He will be teased  

He isn’t threatened by your strength, he finds it more fascinating than anything else 

Vincent’s worry goes down a little when tourists are in town because he knows you are able to handle yourself, of course he will never ever let anything happen to you and you most likely will never even see the people until they are on the wax table, but it’s a bit of a relief

LESTER SINCLAIR 

Little raccoon man is clueless until you actually help him with roadkill or pick him up in a hug

Lester is small but very strong from moving roadkill around all day and the day you decided to help he was very worried about you straining yourself but when you helped him pick up the 150 pound deer with ease he was a bit shocked. Taking off his hat and rubbing his forehead but not saying anything

The next few days he will kind of test you and your strength, of course making sure you’re not hurting yourself

Lester makes it into a little bet with his brothers about how much you can lift and when you’re going to be worn out

When you pick Lester up in a hug I think he would just laugh, be confused but just laugh. Unlike his brothers he doesn’t care much about masculinity and finds it sweet that you can just kind of pick him up

Of course never do it in front of his brothers, he already get teased enough for being so small

He will absolutely be a switch in the bedroom and let you take control by pinning him or letting him the little spoon

He adores your strong hugs 

[d-xs]

For @elloryia APRIL FOOL FLUFF FLIP

PROMPT:

Happy new month!

Enjoy some Bad Things Happen Bingo flipped into Fluff, with Baby Damian & Catatonic Jason.

Damian al Ghul's steps are as hurried as he can make them without looking suspicious, while crossing the yard. He knows that he will be severely punished if he is caught.

Not only did he sneak out of the compound against grandfather's orders, he found and rescued an injured crow on his way back.

He should have left the crow to die. It was weak and judging by the shredded state of its wings, it lost a fight to a cat.

Weakness has no place in the world, grandfather always said.

But Damian could not bring himself to ignore the wounded bird. So he tucked it inside his robe to hide it from sight, until they were both safe.

He is almost in his quarters when his brother mother's pet appears, blocking his path in.

The pet watches Damian with the same familiar vacant eyes, as silently as he has been since Mother introduced them. For all that Grandfather abhors weakness, Damian can not fathom how he suffers Mother's pet to live, or to allow Mother to invest valuable resources on such a simple entity.

It would be an act of mercy to end his pitiful existence.

Every attempt to sidestep the pet proves futile, when he refuses to let Damian through.

"Get out of my way, Simpleton," Damian growls, his free hand drawing out the sword strapped to his back.

Mother has warned him against attacking her pet, but Damian is quickly losing his patience.

Instead of complying with Damian's command, the pet grabs the hand cradling the hurt bird. He plucks it out of Damian's grip before Damian can resist.

"Please don't tell Grandfather," Damian pleads, hanging his head in shame and fear. The thought of what punishment Grandfather would have for him almost brings him to his knees.

The pet has never spoken a word since Damian met him, but it could be a plot to make everyone lower their guards around him. Who knows how he convinced Mother to take him in?

"I do not care if you do," Damian informs him, his voice as haughty and commanding as he has heard Mother's and Grandfather's. "I will deny and it will be my word against yours. Who do you think Grandfather will believe? His grandson or a simpleton mother picked out of the trash?"

His words garner no reaction from the pet and if he considers Damian and the sword in his hand a threat to him, he makes no show of it.

Instead, he focuses on examining the hurt bird in his arms. Once he is satisfied with his examination, mother's pet tucks the bird under his britches and turns around.

"Where do you think you're going with that?" Damian demands, tugging on his sleeve to halt his movement.

The pet pauses to stare expectantly at Damian for a moment before he resumes his journey.

It is the most expression he has displayed in the weeks since their first meeting.

Damian returns the sword to its seat and follows, not because it is what his mother's pet expects of him, but because he intends to stop the pet if he decides to do anything untoward to the bird.

If Mother can keep such a simple creature as a pet, then Damian is well within his rights to keep an intelligent bird as a pet. At least, it will be useful.

Unlike Mother's.

The pet leads Damian to his own room inside Mother's quarters.

He mostly ignores Damian's presence and questions as he goes about gathering items from Mother's first aid supplies.

Silently, as he always is, Mother's pet cleans the dirt and blood from the crow's broken wing, before carefully bandaging it.

His fingers are quick, steady and careful as he treats the bird's injuries. The entire time, he has Damian performing menial tasks, like retrieving the honey or holding the bird in place as he bandages the wing.

Damian has no idea how he possesses the skills or knowledge to do any of it. Damian could barely refrain from holding the bird too tightly when he first picked it up.

Once the bird is cleaned and its damaged wing properly bandaged and restrained, Mother's pet His brother hands Damian a sugar solution.

He takes the first turn feeding it to the bird through a straw before turning the straw over to Damian with the same expectant look.

The crow drinks eagerly from the straw when Damian presents it with the water. He throws a proud grin at the boy, chest puffing with pride.

"It needs a name," Damian informs his accomplice. "I think Bertramus is a good name."

His companion doesn't say anything, but for the first time, Damian knows he understood him.

After the feeding and the bird has settled into the box that Damian has procured and set up for it, Damian turns to the boy.

His brother needs a name, too. He had been too angry to pay attention when mother introduced them. Perhaps he will not mind if Damian chooses a new one for him.

"Mother said you are my brother,"

The boy tears his gaze away from Bertramus to fix them on Damian. They remain as blank as they were when Damian had run into him earlier.

"She said brothers look out for each other," Damian continues. "I do not need anyone to look out for me. I am perfectly self-sufficient."

Al Ghuls do not need anyone. Grandfather is making sure of it, and when he leaves here today, he will study all that he can on caring for injured birds.

"But perhaps you do and having an ally is not so terrible."

As is his habit, his brother does not say anything in response.

"First, you need a name." After a moment of contemplating, he declares. "I shall call you Aadil."

This time, in response, Aadil pats Damian's head.

[nightwingfangirl]

So, I'm going to try writing one of my actual stories here. It will be updated after this as separate parts, so look out for it. You can also find it on Wattpad, A03 and Fanfiction.net

Bloodlines

Dick Grayson, it turns out, was adopted by the Graysons as a baby. That leaves a few questions; Who are his real parents? And how will he react when he discovers their identities?

*I own nothing but the plot! All images used are not mine. *

Part 1

Bruce Wayne stared at his computer screen, scanning the document before him for any sign of it being fake. For all his effort, he couldn't see any.

He had begun his search into Dick's background due to the many remarks made by guests and friends at Dick's likeness to both himself and his father, Thomas Wayne. He himself had noticed a few things, but had waved them off as coincidences. There was no way that he and Dick were blood relatives, although he had adopted the 15 year old recently, 7 years after taking him in.

Still, he had been curious, so he looked up Dick's records and, most importantly, his birth certificate.

As it turns out, Dick's parents weren't actually the Graysons. He had been adopted on the day he was born by the pair. His real birth certificate read that his birth mother's name was Enlisa Kley. He had been born in France, as expected and his father was listed as "Unknown", but, judging by his real mother's unscrambled name and the time of his birth, Bruce had some suspicions as to who it could be. He just needed to run some tests first.

…::-::...

The results came back positive, just as Bruce had expected. The only problem was telling Dick, but he needed to speak to Dick’s biological mother first.

…::-::...

“Selina,” Bruce said, as she entered her apartment that night.

Selina jumped slightly in surprise, “Bruce, what a pleasant surprise. What are you doing here?”

“16 June 2004? Does that ring a bell?”

Catwoman’s eyes widened, “What about it?”

“Why didn’t you tell me?”

“I couldn’t keep him.”

“So you gave him up for adoption?”

“Not exactly. I met the Graysons at the hospital. Mary had just suffered a miscarriage and lost her child. I had just had a child that I couldn’t keep, so I let them adopt him.”

“But you still didn’t think to tell me? Even after I took him in myself.”

“It was too late by then.”

“Don’t you think it’s too late now?”

There was a pause in their conversation.

“Are you going to tell him?”

“We can’t not tell him. He has to know. It’s only fair. I’m certain that he won’t like it at first, but he will accept it eventually.”

Selina sighed, “Alright, when are we going to do it?”

“Now.”

Part 2:

“Master Dick, Master Bruce wishes to see you in his study.”

Dick looked up from his algebra homework as Alfred spoke.

“Alright, Alfred. I’ll come now.”

The immortal butler gave a slight nod before vacating the doorway. Dick finished off his equation before heading to the study.

He entered through the open doorway, and was surprised to find Selina Kyle there as well.

“Alfred said you wanted to see me?”

“Yes,” Bruce said, vaguely, “I have something important to tell you, that I’m not sure you’ll like.”

Dick stiffened slightly. What was Bruce talking about? What wouldn't he like? And what did Catwoman have to do with it?

“I was looking into your background,” Bruce explained, “and I found out that the Graysons weren’t actually your parents. You were adopted by them as a baby.”

Dick’s blood ran cold. The Graysons weren’t his parents? He was adopted? But then…

“Who - who are my real parents then?”

Bruce took a deep breath, and told him.

Dick’s eyes widened with every word in both surprise and shock. Bruce was his father. Selina was his mother. The Graysons weren’t his parents. He hadn’t watched his parents die. His whole life was a lie.

Bruce finally stopped talking and waited for Dick’s reaction.

Dick didn’t speak, couldn’t speak. He stood in shock, slowly shaking his head in denial. It wasn’t that he didn’t want Bruce to be his father, he just couldn’t believe it.

He slowly backed out of the study, which neither Bruce nor Selina noticed until it was too late.

Dick bolted.

He ran from the study, flew out the doors, and away from the manor. Grasping his cellphone in his hands shakily, he dialed a very familiar number as the tears began to stream down his face.

“Hello?”

“Babs?”

“Dick? Where are you? What’s wrong?”

“W-would your dad mind if I come to stay the night?”

“I’ll ask him, hang on.”

Barbara could be heard talking to her dad in the background.

She soon came back to the phone.

“He says that’s fine. But what’s wrong?”

“I- I’ll tell you when I get there, thanks Babs.”

…::-::...

“So, Dick,” Barbara said as they sat down on her bed, “What caused you to leave the manor in such a rush? And what’s got you so upset?”

Dick explained everything to her. She did, of course, know about Bruce, Dick and Selina’s secrets. She was a vigilante herself.

When Dick had finished, she lay back on her bed and sighed deeply.

“I see,” she said, “Why you were so upset.”

…::-::...

Meanwhile, back at the manor, Batman and Catwoman were suiting up to go and look for their son. They had been unable to find him on the manor’s grounds, and even though they knew that he was well trained, they were worried for his safety. It was late at night, at a time when Gotham rogues were usually about. He did, luckily, have his belt with him, as he had been told to have it on him at all times, so he wasn’t completely weaponless.

The pair climbed into the Batmobile and drove out into the night.

Part 3:

Bruce wasn’t sure why he hadn’t thought of looking there before. Of course that’s where Dick would go.

Barbara’s house.

Barbara had been Dick’s closest friend since they’d met when they were eight years old. The pair had been inseparable ever since.So, naturally, that’s where Dick would go if he was feeling vulnerable.

It was Bruce Wayne who rang the Gordons’ doorbell, not Batman. Commissioner Gordon answered and seemed to not be surprised by the billionaire’s appearance.

“He’s in Barbara’s room,” he simply said.

Bruce went and stood outside the closed door, listening to the sounds from inside. It seemed as though the teens were playing cards, as faint cries of frustration and intermittent laughter could be heard. Taking a deep breath and feeling bad about interrupting their game, Bruce opened the door

…::-::...

Barbara looked up as the door opened, not at all surprised to see Bruce there. Both she and Dick knew that it would only be a matter of time before he thought of looking there. He was the Batman after all.

As Barbara looked at him, and now knowing his connection to Dick, she began to see the similarities between them. She wondered why she hadn’t noticed it before, although she supposed she hadn’t really had a reason to think about it.

Dick also looked up at Bruce’s entrance, and Bruce noticed that he wasn’t as tense or hesitant as the night before, more worried or scared. Bruce could understand that. It wasn’t everyone who had their whole life turned upside down like that.

…::-::..

Dick couldn’t help himself. When he saw Bruce in the doorway, he smiled. It was good to know that Bruce was his father.

Part 4:

It was about a year later, a few months after Jason had been adopted, that the thing that became known as "The Argument" happened.

The end result was Dick quitting as Robin, storming out of the cave, packing up his things and leaving the Manor while Jason could do nothing but watch helplessly.

He and Dick had become close in the few months since they'd met, and he did, at least, have the decency to say goodbye, but Jason was going to miss his big brother.

…::-::...

It was about half an hour after Dick had left the Manor that Barbara got a knock on her front door.

She had only recently got back from her own patrol, and was slightly surprised to see Dick there.

"I just came to say goodbye," Dick explained solemnly, "I'm leaving for a while, I don't know where to, but Bruce doesn't want me anymore."

"What? Dick, why?"

"You know things have been pretty tense between the two of us for a while now, and tonight was the final straw. We both lost it and ended up shouting at each other, and then he tried to fire me, so I quit before he could, packed my things, said goodbye to Jay and Alfred before coming here"

"Oh, Dick," Babs sighed, wrapping him in a hug, "I understand, but, I'll miss you."

"I'll miss you too, Babs. I promise I'll keep in touch, okay?"

…::-::...

After Dick said his, very emotional, goodbye to Barbara, he wandered the Gotham streets until he got to a particular apartment building.

Leaving his bags in a very well hidden alcove, he scaled the side until he got to a certain balcony and climbed inside.

He found Selina on her sofa watching television. She looked up at his entrance.

"Dick! What are you doing here so late?"

Dick sighed and explained to her the same story he had told Barbara previously. His mother looked just as upset.

"I understand why you're going," she said sadly, "Bruce shouldn't have spoken to you like that. And, don't worry, I'll keep an eye out for Jason."

"Thanks, S," he said, "I'll keep in touch, okay."

"Alright, kitten," she replied.

Before exiting the way he had come, Dick gave her a two-fingered salute before climbing down over the balcony. Selina simply shook her head at her son's antics.

…::-::...

It was about 3 months later that both women realized where Dick had gone. He had messaged the pair simply with a "Watch the news tonight - N" and they had no idea what "N" stood for, but it soon became clear.

They did as he'd asked, finding nothing of interest until a report on a new vigilante in Bludhaven known as Nightwing. Both women smirked. That was definitely Dick.

Part 5:

3 years later, a 19 year old Dick Grayson sat on his sofa in his Bludhaven apartment watching the news. He had it turned to a Gotham channel, feeling nostalgic for the city he had grown up in. It was then that he heard of the tragedy.

"It has been confirmed," the news woman said, "that the second adopted son of Bruce Wayne has been killed."

Dick swore his heart stopped beating.

"The 16 year old was kidnapped by the Joker while on an overseas trip, and was beaten before the warehouse he was being held in blew up. Bruce Wayne, who had been unable to get there in time, is heartbroken over this tragic loss. Our condolences to the family."

Dick switched off the TV. It couldn't be true. Jason couldn't be dead. Not him. Not Dick's little brother. He had to see for himself. He had been away for too long.

…::-::...

There was a loud knocking on her apartment door that woke Barbara up. She checked the time wearily. Who would it be at 04:20 in the morning?

Putting on a top and slippers, she lumbered to and opened the door. She nearly had the fright of her life when a 19 year old Dick Grayson stood worriedly on her doorstep.

"Babs," he said urgently, "Please tell me it isn't true, that Jason isn't…"

"Oh, Dick," Babs cried, all signs of tiredness fading instantly, "I'm sorry, but…"

Dick, realizing what that meant, grasped her tightly in his arms as the both of them cried, cried for the loss of their little brother.

…::-::...

The next morning, Dick awoke bleary-eyed on Barbara's sofa. It took him a moment to realise where he was and why, and, as soon as he did, a huge wave of sadness overcame him.

He got up, changed into a clean set of clothes from the suitcase he had brought with him, and went to check on Barbara.

Seeing that she was still asleep, he decided to let her be as she needed the rest.

Leaving a note beside her bed, he left the apartment quietly, locking the door behind him.

…::-::...

Climbing back into his car, he drove in the direction of the apartment he had last visited three years previously.

Deciding that, while he was there, he might as well make his presence in Gotham a surprise, he left his things in the car and scaled the side of the building once again, climbing over the balcony to enter the apartment.

Selina, this time, was not seated on the sofa, but rather preparing herself some breakfast in the kitchen. She got quite a shock when Dick suddenly appeared in the doorway, probably because she didn't recognise him at first.

Seeing him there again, she was stunned at how much he really did look like Bruce; with the same raven hair and bright blue eyes.

"Dick," she said, walking immediately forwards and embracing her son in a hug, "What are you doing here? When did you get back?"

"I got here last night," he replied, "drove from Bludhaven immediately after I heard about Jason. Spent the night on Babs' sofa, and here we are now."

"He was only 16," Selina uttered, quietly, "far too young to die."

"We all know what we're getting into when we start," Dick agreed, "We just don't really believe it's going to happen."

…::-::...

Dick and Selina spent a good portion of that morning catching up, Dick explaining about his job as a Bludhaven police detective. She listened with interest, but they both knew that it was just an excuse not to talk about Jason.

Soon, Dick said that he needed to leave, knowing that if he was going to talk to Bruce again, it would be better if it was sooner rather than later.

…::-::...

It felt strange, Dick thought, driving up to the familiar iron gates after three years.

He drove up the drive, got out of the car, and stood for a moment before the large mahogany doors, taking a second to build up his courage before knocking.

The doors were opened almost immediately by Alfred, who took one look at the man on the doorstep and gave him a small smile.

"Master Dick," he said, "Welcome back."

Part 6:

"Master Bruce is in his study, with Master Tim," Alfred informed

"Okay, thanks, Alfie."

Tim, Dick knew, was Bruce's latest adopted son, his youngest brother.

Dick walked reluctantly up the stairs to where he knew the study was situated. Knocking briefly on the door, he opened it and went inside.

Both occupants looked up at his entrance, one of surprise and the younger of confusion. Bruce and Tim.

"Dick?" Bruce uttered, "You're back."

"I'm sorry I stayed away for so long."

"It's my fault."

"Not entirely."

"Truce then?"

"Truce."

Apparently, I have almost reached the maximum length, so the rest will be a separate post. I have, however, only written up to part 7, so the parts after that will follow on separately.

Please let me know what you think 😊

[mypagesucks]

It would be nice to see it

A child knowing death as nothing more than a babysitter, someone that may come and go ad they please. Simply not understand the rules of the game. I belive the others reactions would be interesting. Cass has seen the pits, dare i say someone so strong would also use them. But i would like to imagine she was scared of their reaction as well. She didn't know either so she stayed watching silent.

Dont think of dick watching damian prove he does Stay dead by using daggers, stabing himself. The guards would take him away of course, the little prince shall not follow the laws of life and death. Don't think about dicks face as the last thing he sees of his little brother's is a leaking wound and a smile that says trust me.

I would like to imagine tim would understand over time. Even without the pit, a strange curiosity causes him to study and research. Hunched over video after report, after video. Over the span of a few days he saw everything talia would give him (anything for her baby(her prince)) He would see more people die and come back, more people with life ending injuries that would never naturally heal (a body can heal if there's nothing to heal after all) but the pits are gracious and their inbrace feels like home for some (damian- a small baby playing with his mother still bloodied after coming back (but never bothered by her blood)). One way or another he would be one of the most likely to, after all is he not the one who is so, so willing to do anything for the ones he loves?

Jason would for a while not umderstand, maybe for the longest (if your only thinking about the boys) but he would eventually remember the baby the little toddler, who was always protected but not even talia al ghul was enough to avoid all pain ( the baby no longer cried when he saw his would be assassin die). He doesn't like it but he doesn't worry as much anymore, after you cant worry about a death will not happen.

Duke would feel confused, he would be fast to understand. A need to understsnd makes him. He still feels fear everyone though (he doesnt understand why bruce wants damian to keep the injuries)(a sense relief to know that at least someones safe)

Prompt:

Contrary to what everyone believes, Damian does not know death.

He grew up with the League. Sheltered from the worst even though father does not seem to think so. Grievous injuries were healed with a submersion in a pool of glowing green.

Damian does not know death. For him, death his temporary. A setback. Something to be cured with magic unknown.

So when Damian stabs one of father’s false sons, he does not understand why father is so upset. Why he is now barred from the cave. Why everyone looks at him with such horror. Surely they know he had to demonstrate that he, the blood son, is superior?

He does not understand why the false son does not get back up. Why father does not take him to the pits.

Damian does not understand. He will have to investigate.

He does not understand why nobody wishes to talk to him all of a sudden.

[randomdcfangirl]

Personal Hairstylist

Okay, this is Jason x POC Reader but reader is not living anymore. It's probably going to be sad and or triggering so be warned. Anyway, because reader was mom and is dead that means Jason dose her hair and things the 'moms do' (I put that in quotes because there are a lot of amazing single dads out there that don't have the recognition they deserve). So Jason is a single dad, daughter is about 6 years old.

Btw I'm a mixed girl who has extremely mixed hair. If you didn't think it was a thing OH MY GOD. My hair is a mess, it's curly and just a lot to handle. When it's wet and full of conditioner oh it's easy but when it's dry and tangled don't even think of getting a brush through it. But anyway my mom is black and my dad is white, I appear as a 'white girl' because my mom is light skin. I have 3 siblings and we are all the same skin tone.

Warnings: a couple cuss words, mentions of death, possibly triggering, Justice League is kinda insensitive, kinda depressing but it has a happy ending.

(D/N): Daughters name, (Y/N): Your name (L/N): Last name

Loosely inspired by a headcanon I saw by @secondratefiction

(btw the picture is a example of their daughters skin tone and hair type, but you can use her as your daughter if you would like).

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The night Jason got the news you weren't coming home he broke. He didn't care who saw or heard, all that was on his mind was the fact that you were gone. He cried, about the pain, about what happened, what this would mean for (D/N) since she was 8 months at the time.

You were in an accident, a MAC truck driver didn't look before pulling out and smashed your car. Your injuries were bad, like really bad, swollen brain, fractured skull, broken legs, spine, arms, ribs and many more injuries. You were lucky you didn't die on the spot, you were in a coma for 3 weeks before you passed.

Jason was sitting at home with the 8 month old baby in his arms. Bruce and his brother's were there to check on him, Alfred was there to take care of (D/N) when he went back to the hospital for the night. But instead Jason's phone rang, he set the sleeping baby on the couch next to him, he was there so she wouldn't fall, then answered.

"Hello?" He answered over the phone.

"Calling for Jason Todd?" The voice said.

"Thats me." He replied.

"I'm sorry to say but (Y/N) (L/N) passed away at 8:31 p.m., you may come here to see her and say your goodbyes." The doctor said. It was now 9:00 p.m.

Jason didn't know how to respond, so he hung up and threw his phone at the wall, shattering it. He had just seen you an hour ago, he came home to put (D/N) to bed then go back when Alfred arrived to take care of her. He was about to leave to spend the night with you there. That's when the crying came, no one needed an explanation, they understood what happened and started tearing up too. As much as Alfred wanted to cry as well as everyone else he just took (D/N) off the couch so the noise didn't wake her.

When everyone calmed down enough they went to the hospital. Jason brought (D/N) so she could say bye as well even though she doesn't understand. Safe to say that was the worst day of Jason's life, that beats his death, or anything horrible that has happened to him in the past. When they got to your room Jason laid your daughter on your chest that wasn't moving anymore. He laid his head on your shoulder as more tears and quiet sobs came out.

"I'm sorry it has to end this way. I can't believe you're gone, it hasn't set in yet. I love you so fucking much, I'm sorry I wasn't there. I'm just so sorry." Jason said to your motionless body.

Jason felt a hand on his shoulder, he looked to see Bruce then turned back in your shoulder. The rest of the night was a blur to Jason, all he knew was he had to raise (D/N) into a queen he knew you would love.

Now it's almost 6 years later and Jason was getting (D/N) ready for school. He was doing her hair, when her hair was starting to get really long he taught himself how to do it. With the help of Kori, Barbara and YouTube videos, mostly YouTube because Kori and Babs didn't have hair like her so he got a lot of help from YouTube. It was definitely a trial and error type of thing.

But he did it, damn he was good too. He learned how to braid and how to slay dam edge's. He also is definitely teaching (D/N) how to embrace her curl's and love who she is. She's so much like you it's crazy, Jason has definitely cried over that many times but would never admit it.

"Okay, go look in the mirror." He told her as he picked her up off of the bar stool she was sitting on. They walked to the bathroom. "Do you like it?"

"I look so pretty." She said.

"Yes you do, like the queen you are." Jason told her. He was going to make her the most confident and independent woman you ever did see.

"Daddy, do you think mommy would like it?" She asked, the question stunned him for a minute but he composed himself.

"Yes, she would've loved it, almost as much as she loves you." Jason would never admit it but he almost cried.

"I wish she was here." She said, about to cry as well.

"Me too pumpkin," He sighed and picked her up them placed her on the bathroom counter by the sink. "But mommy wouldn't want us to be sad, she would want you to be happy, and you got me and I'm not going anywhere."

"Okay, I love you." She told him.

"I love you too. Now, how about we get you to school?" He asked her.

She nodded and hopped on the countertop to get her shoes. Slipping them on she asked her dad to tie them for her, he did and grabbed her bag. Walking out the door he made sure he had everything then locked the apartment door. She held his hand as they walked down to Jason's car. She was really small so she had a booster seat that she knew how to do, Jay waited for her to finish before driving off.

In the car they started talking about random things, like all the friends she's going to play with today and what Jason gave her for lunch etc.

"Your like my own hair dresser." (D/N) told him which made him chuckle.

"I like personal hairstylist better." Jason said as he stopped outside of her school. "Okay, let's walk you in."

So she unhooked her seat belt and got out of her seat just as Jay opened her door. Once again grabbing his hand to walk her inside. Getting to her class she, Jason crouched down to hug and kiss her.

"Bye daddy." She said.

"Bye, have fun, okay?" He told her smiling.

She nodded and ran in the class, Jason watched her put her bag in her cubby then go sit on the rug with everyone else that was there. Jason looked and smiled one last time before walking back to his car. He had to go to the manor for some vigilante stuff, he had stopped missions and only patroled sometimes so he could take care of (D/N). He did help with behind the scenes stuff sometimes too.

When he pulled up to the manor he just walked in the door and down to the cave. Tim's face was in his computer as always, Dick and Damian were sparring, Babs was on her laptop looking through case files, Alfred and Bruce were at the Batcomputer looking at something.

"Hey jaybird, how's it going?" Dick asked.

"As well as it can." Jason responded.

That made everyone look at him.

"Where's (D/N)?" Tim asked finally pulling his face out his screen.

"School." Jason told him.

"What day is it?" Tim looked at the date.

"It's Tuesday. When was the last time you looked at the date?" Dick asked.

"Saturday, I think. Friday maybe?" Tim said.

"If you got you face out if your screen you might actually have a sense of time, Drake." Damian said.

"Yeah, Yeah demon." Tim shot back.

The case wasn't to tricky to solve but it was a league case so we had to talk to them over the phone. Then they were coming to Gotham because it wasn't safe to discuss it over the phone. Bruce was about to insist that he'll come to the watchtower but they hung up. Noticing what time it was Jason had to pick up (D/N).

"I have to get (D/N) from school." Jason announced going upstairs.

"Are you coming back?" Bruce asked.

"Yeah, she would kill me if she found out I came here without her then didn't bring her." Jason chuckled.

A noise no one has heard from him in a long time. It put a small smile on Bruce's face, he was getting soft in his older years. Especially with (D/N) since she was his first grandchild, Dick and Babs didn't have kids yet, Tim and Cass (wondergirl) were really young still and Damian and Raven were also really young. (Y/N) just happened to get pregnant and it wasn't planned, that's how that happened.

Jason drove to the school and walked to her class. She already had her bag and was waiting for him. But her hair was all over the place, one bun was out the other falling and the back had grass in it and was all frizzy. Jason suspected she was rolling in the grass.

"Hey princess." Jason said to her.

"You said I was a queen." She told him.

"You are a queen," Jason picked her up "But you're my princess."

"You're silly, dad." She giggled.

"Also, what happened to your hair?" Jason asked her. She shrugged. "Okay, we are going to the manor because daddy has some stuff to do, but do you want me to fix your hair?"

"Can you fix my hair in the," she stopped looked around to make sure no one was there then whispered. "Batcave?"

"Sure." Jason chuckled.

He walked back to the car and they both got buckled up for the drive to the manor. Once they arrived they once again went straight to the Batcave. The league was there but (D/N) didn't care and immediately ran to Bruce, he was talking so she quickly and quietly set in his lap waiting for him to be done. Once he was she said 'hi' and gave him a hug, The JL already knew about her so it wasn't surprising to see her. What was surprising to them was the fact Bruce smiled at her.

She greeted everyone else while Jason went to get her hair stuff that they'd left over here. Alfred had put it in Jason's old rooms bathroom for them. They're was a paddle brush, wide tooth comb and some products to keep the frizz down and a spray bottle with water in it. When Jason got back down there (D/N) was already sitting on a stool waiting. Dick wasn't to far either, so they were talking about stuff.

"What's going on with your hair there?" Dick asked her.

"I was playing." Was her response.

"I picked her up like that, I have know idea how it happened." Jason told him.

He got up behind her and started fixing the mess of hair she had.

"How do you want your hair?" Jay asked her.

"Can you put it up, I'm hot." She said.

"I can do that." Jason said.

So he did a bun so it was off her neck and shoulders.

"You're really good at that." Flash said surprised.

"I better be after doing it for over 5 years." Jason replied as (D/N) got off the stool.

"Daddy, I'm hungry." She told him.

"Oh come this way Miss, (D/N). I have some cookies upstairs waiting for you." Alfred said after over hearing her and grabbed her hand walking her upstairs.

Jason watched them with a small smile as his gathered up all the hair stuff to put back upstairs later. The league had a few questions about things but Jason didn't bother answer any. He was just helping them get filled in on the part of the case he worked on. After a little bit he went upstairs to put the hair stuff away and check on (D/N).

"So spooky, where's his baby momma?" Green Lantern (Hal) asked.

"(Y/N) was her name, she was in a fatal car accident 8 months after (D/N) was born. Automatically leaving Jason with his daughter and having to play both roles." Bruce told them.

"That's rough, dude." Flash said (Wally)

"It is, Jason is sensitive to that topic so don't ask him about it. Especially in front of (D/N)." Bruce said. His voice was very demanding so they didn't want to test that.

"Yeah, don't do that unless you want to be shot." Tim chuckled.

"Would he do that to us?" Wonder Woman asked.

"He would, if you haven't noticed he doesn't taken to you guys ver well." Damian said. Then mumbled "Although you imbeciles probably wouldn't notice."

Superman heard but didn't know how to respond. He thought about saying something but realized it would probably get him insulted further.

"Yeah, you guys really get on his bad side." Dick confirmed. "Jason has been through hell and back, literally, and he feels like y'all treat him like any other criminal. Except you don't take him in."

"We do because he is." Wonder Woman said.

"Jason is a good man who's made some bad mistakes. He doesn't even put his mask on nearly as much as he used to. That changed when (Y/N) died." Barbara told them.

The League went quiet to process what the bats just said. But shortly after Jason and his daughter came back downstairs, they came to say bye because they had to go home. They said bye and (D/N) gave everyone a hug, including the league. Getting in the car they drove home. Once they got home and went inside they hung out for like an hour.

"What do you want for dinner, pumpkin?" Jason asked her.

"Ummm, pizza." She said excitedly.

"I guess we could, we haven't had it in awhile. Can you get my phone out of the kitchen?" He asked, she nodded and walked to go get it.

When she came back with his phone he ordered the pizza and waited for it to be delivered. When the knock came he went to the door to get it. He told (D/N) to get 2 paper plates from the kitchen, when she came back she placed them on the coffee table.

"Can we watch a movie?" She asked.

"What movie do you want to watch?" Jason replied.

"Frozen." She set down on the couch and Jason put her plate with pizza on her lap and went to turn the movie on.

After he put it on he joined her on the couch with his own plate and watched the movie too. Once they were both finished and so was the movie Jason got (D/N) all clean and ready for bed. She had her favorite pair of pajamas that consisted of blue cupcakes shorts and a short sleeve shirt with a cupcake on it. Jason read her a story, it was 'Brown bear Brown bear', after that was done he kissed her goodnight and left. He came to check later to see she was sleeping super peacefully.

What a perfect end to the day.

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Okay, I was going to post this earlier today but I fell asleep lol. I really hope you like it.

[mysticprofessoralienhumanoid]

The Struggles of Being Batman's Sister

In no particular order.

(+ How to Crash a Superhero Meeting)

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Many wondered what scared the Batman, the Dark Knight, the World's Greatest Detective.

And the answer was simple.

His sister.

When one looked at her, they would've laughed in his face. There was nothing frightening about five foot three petite woman. At best, she could kick them in the ankle. Well, Bruce would say otherwise.

"Bruce, my dear sweet younger brother." Marinette stared at the little boy sitting at what he named Batcomputer, "Who is this?"

"This is Dick." Bruce didn't know why it was so hot in here, but he knew his sister's gaze was giving him anxiety.

"Huh. I never took you for the funny one."

"No! Not like that!" He tried to frantically explain, "His name is Richard, but he likes being called Dick."

"I doubt that being called a dick will build his self-esteem."

"No!" Bruce felt like he was about to die from the embarrassment, "It's a shortened version of Richard, Mars!"

Marinetted hummed, like she didn't believe him, "You still didn't answer me, my dear brother."

Bruce cursed under his breath. Nothing would escape her, and especially him now. He was doomed.

"I... Adopted him."

Marinette's steel gaze softened a little, but she tried to hide it by narrowing her eyes. She scoffed, "What happened to being forever single?"

"I- Look, his parents have just died and he doesn't have anywhere else to go, so I thought I might as well take him in myself." He decided to pull the sob story card and it seemed to work, if her small frown was anything to go by.

"Fine." Marinette mused for a second, as her brother watched her in anticipation.

"It's obvious you don't know how to parent, let alone adult, so I'm adopting him."

"You can't just do that!" Bruce gaped at his older sister.

"It's exactly what you were going to do. Now it's only going to be done by the smarter Wayne sibling."

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"So you're Batman, huh?"

"What- How did you-"

"An emo, 6'2 idiot with many expensive looking gadgets and a batmobile kicks rouges' asses in Gotham. Who else if not you?"

He didn't know what he should feel.

"What's that supposed to mean?"

"Seriously, Bruce," Marinette continued like she didn't hear him, "I leave for a few years and you decide to wear this... This fashion nightmare and dare to parade in it around Gotham? No wonder criminals tremble in fear at the sight of you! That... Costume is horrendous!"

Bruce turned to Alfred for any help, but the butler pretended to not notice him. The smile of amusement betrayed him, though.

Traitor.

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"Bruce..." Marinette pinched her nose. "I understand one child, but another? Where did you even get him!?"

Her piercing gaze was making him anxious and fidget in his place, a thing no one would think Batman would do. He mumbled something incoherent and Marinette wished she had more patience for her dumb baby brother.

"You need to repeat that."

"I... Uh, I picked him up from the Crime Alley-"

"You did what!?" Bruce flinched at her cold tone. He was Batman, he fought criminals on daily (nightly?) basis, his sister shouldn't make him want to run for his life!

“He tried to steal Batmobile’s tires!”

"You filthy rich idiot!" Marinette closed her eyes.

“I’m too sober for this.“

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Marinette stared at the Discowing Suit in horror.

"What. The. Actual. Fuck. Is. This?" she whispered, but to bats and a very amused Alfred, it was like a scream echoed through the Batcave.

"I'm grounding you. Both of you. And don't even think of disobeying me." she added when she saw them open their mouths to protest.

"Richard," Dick winced when he heard his full name, that meant she was really mad. "I'm making you a new suit. Try to object, I dare you." she glared

For the next year Ladybird efficiently dealt with criminals and was feared more than Batman throughout Gotham. Many wondered where Batman and his partners were, but the peace at Gotham’s streets made up for their absence.

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"Are you really as cool as Jason says?" Stephanie asked.

"Oh, honey, I'm cooler than Batman could've ever dreamt to be." Marinette pretended she didn't notice Bruce's glare.

"Please adopt me." Stephanie whispered, admiration shining in her eyes.

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"..."

"..."

"So this is your son? Like an actual son?"

"Yes."

She puffed out air and bent to his height.

"Hi, Damian I'm your aunt Marinette and I just wanted to say I'm sorry."

Damian's face didn’t show much of his confusion, beside a lift of an eyebrow.

"I mean, yeah. Your father is an idiot. Have you seen his first Batman suit? A fashion disaster."

Damian smiled, if you could call the little lift of his mouth a smile.

"Forget trying to impress my brother. Listen to your auntie and we can rule the world together."

"Marinette, you can't just take him under your wing and teach him your ways!" especially since some of them are illegal.

"Fine. I'm gonna leave him for a while with you."

"And where are you going to be while then?"

"Oh, I'm just going to find Talia and kill the b-"

"We don't kill!"

"Correction; you don't kill. I know when someone deserves to die. Talia and Joker are ones of those on my hit list."

"Nette, n- Wait, you have a hit list!?"

"And you don't?" Both Damian and Marinette looked at him weirdly. The scariest thing was that their incredulous look was the same and it made Bruce take an unconscious step back.

May gods have him in their care.

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"Just confess to Selina, Bruce! Do you know how tiring it is to watch you make googly eyes at her?"

"I don't- Where did you even get that!?"

"Yeah, yeah, the Dark Knight doesn't know such trivial things like feelings, spare me the info." Marinette waved her hand ostentatiously. "I swear, B, what's the worst that could happen?"

"She could hear me..." Bruce mumbled

"Oh, for fuck's sake." she facepalmed.

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"Auntie Mari, what does B stands for; Bruce or Batman?" Jason asked innocently.

Marinette stared her brother straight in the eye and said:

"It stands for bitch."

A sound of shattering plate echoed through the manor, followed by snickers that sounded suspiciously like Alfred.

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"Barbara, right?"

"Yes." Barbara's tone was wary. No surprise there, Bruce knew his sister's gaze could easily make the toughest fear for their lives.

"So you're my brother's newest kid."

"Well..." Barbara gulped, "He didn't adopt me... And I have a father... So no, miss."

"It's Marinette. And he didn't adopt you yet. My brother's a filthy rich philanthropist with a lack of self control, it's only a matter of time." she smiled mischievously.

"I like you, Barbara, we should hang out again. Maybe next time I'll show you what ticks B off."

"Can't wait, Marinette." Barbara smiled.

Bruce feared for his life.

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"Bruce Aloysius Wayne." Marinette said through her gritted teeth. "Care to explain to me how you've got another child?"

"Uhh... He figured out I'm Batman."

"And?"

"He wanted to become Robin."

"So you just let him!?" Bruce nodded.

"Explain to me how that makes it okay for you to put him in danger!?"

Silence. Marinette pinched her nose. She seemed to do this a lot around him, Bruce noticed.

"Please, tell me you at least didn't adopt this one."

More silence.

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The Wayne siblings watched the silent emotionless girl, who stared back at them.

"I'm adopting her." Marinette said.

Bruce whipped his head towards her. "No, you're not."

Marinette ignored him. Instead she walked up to Cassandra and signed something to the girl. The girl signed something back and they started walking out together.

"Marinette, you can't just adopt her!" Bruce called after her. His sister stopped and turned her head to him.

"Why? Isn't it what you've done with your, what, five past children? Now it's my turn." and resumed walking, Cassandra silently following her.

"Marinette!" He was ignored.

He looked at the butler who wisely pretended to be occupied by dusting a vase.

Traitor.

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Marinette walked to the living room. Finally after months abroad, she, along with Cassandra, could celebrate Christmas with Alfred, her brother and his crazy amount of children.

She was about to yell for Bruce to drag his ass to greet her when she spotted an unknown boy, that would later introduce himself as Duke Thomas, reading a book on a couch.

She sighed and made a line to the kitchen for a glass of water and painkillers.

She could feel a headache coming.

Soooo all I can think about is

What if Marinett was Bruce's exasperated older sister?

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But will they realize they need to keep his corpse out of Ra's clutches?

Will some know, but look the other way in hopes the Pit will give them back their dead brother?

In a way this was the best outcome.

Timothy Drake was always meant to die.

He cheated the reaper when he was nine knife at his throat chasing around vigilantes who wouldn't have ever known him as anything other than a statistic.

He survived past fifteen which for any boy who wears those bright colors knows is an achievement.

Luck is what they will say.

Bad luck specifically wrong place right time at least in his mind.

Bleeding out with his brothers surrounding him.

A bullet he took before it could reach Damian.

He can see him he looks terrified standing a good two feet away which is an accurate description of them a gap that neither boy could ever seem to close.

Jason lost his mask somewhere he can feel the press of his fingers trying to keep blood in. Demanding it. Hopeing for a miracle. That's Jason Todd.

Holding him Dick's arms wrapped around him whispering

"I have you sweetheart I know it hurts, Dad's coming baby just a little bit longer."

He remembers a poem he found right after Jason died he had wondered if Jason raged fought tooth and nail to keep breathing.

But with all his brothers here his Father on the way he can't think of a better time.

As his breathe slows and he feels his vision fade he doesn't fight.

Lying in his brothers arms Timothy Jackson Drake takes his last breath.

Peacefully falling into the night.

There was no rage only a sense of peace for a tired hero who could finally rest.