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[rydain]

7 years, nearly 125,000 words, 2 stories in mind + 3 more that ran away like the gingerbread man and demanded to be told, and my Sexy Brutale magnum opus is finito at last. A quaint contemporary feel-good found family adaptation featuring -

Trinity/Clay Greyson/Redd Tequila/Willow Lucas being Lucas

I hope you all enjoy reading this as much as I enjoyed writing it! Fans of a certain good boy pianist and ex-con expert locksmith should also have a look over here at what @scribblemakes made for me 💚💜

[astrill9]

"I want that twink obliterated" the show

[star--bird]

Which social media platform I think each Batfam member uses the most:

Alfred: Facebook (may be controversial but he probably keeps up with people on their, maybe former classmates or relatives)

Bruce: Instagram (again, controversial, he should be a Facebook user, but he is also a billionaire playboy philanthropist, and billionaire playboy philanthropists don't use Facebook)

Dick: Instagram (like the millennial he is, his page resembles the song "White Woman's Instagram" )

Jason: Tumblr (was familiar with it before he died, but has one of those blogs that has never liked, followed, or posted anything with a default avatar and theme)

Tim: Reddit (is the top contributor on several true crime subreddits)

Steph: Instagram (mainly posts memes and purposely poorly taken photos of events she attends and places she has visited)

Cass: TikTok (uses it to learn ballet. Idk if TikTok has a ballet teaching community but I assume they do. If they don't, Cass has found videos from a single person who posts lessons and follows them exclusively)

Duke: Tumblr (has one blog he uses for everything that changes content based on his current interest)

Damian: Twitter (like the 14 year old boy he is)

[kirbyfigure]

dan mora the goat

[nefertiti2003]

If someone doesn’t make an obsessed mark x reader imma go crazy 😩😩

[ktkat99]

Dick, Jason, Tim, and Steph are taking a lesson from Batman on how to patch bullet wounds

Jason- Can't we just use tampons to plug the hole? I feel like they'd take up less space in our utility belts

Steph- What???

Tim- Yeah, I heard somewhere that that's what they were originally invented for

Steph, blinking slowly- Are you being serious right now? Or are you joking?

Jason- What? Why wouldn't that work?

Steph, pulling out a water bottle and pointing to the top- Bullet wound

Steph, pulling out a tampon- Tampon

Steph, inserting the tampon into the water bottle, the boys watch in horror as it expands- Jason, here. Pull it out and pretend it's your leg. Then tell me this is a good idea

Batman, still holding the laser pointer at the PowerPoint he'd spent all night making- I wanted kids. I wanted to be a father. I signed up for this. Why didn't Alfred stop me?

[tappleturks]

surprised nobodys drawn the Barbie Movie characters and their Lego Movie counterparts… i had to be the one to do it

[nerokchi]

the beginning of a very long project

[writing-nothing-but-spilled-ink]

Alright to expand on my little Jason todd and crime alley kids au

Anytime one of the bat kids mentions Jason's kids Jason just kinda goes guys they're not my kids they're just under my protection and I make sure they're clothes and dry and not sick

And I just imagine dick go and what do we call that when someone houses a child feeds them and clothes them

And Jason just goes still not my kids he then before he can even finish speaking one of the crime alley kids goes running up to red all smiles going dad dad look look it worked I got an A on my spelling test because you helped aren't you proud

And dick with a smug look on his face goes and you were saying and Jason just tells him to fuck off and that he and the batfam are banned from crime alley indefinitely

Dick is just cackling while Jason ruffles the young kids hair and kinda goes hey let's go get ya some ice cream go round up some of the other kids

[goddessofbees]

Dick and Tim, Kidnapped for some quality time together

[alicepooryorick]

Another ridiculously funny thing in the OracleFam is like... Genuinely the existence of the kids who all kinda dysfunctionally form a pseudo family and listen to Barbara as she sorta raises them but not. Like, imagine you're Jim Gordon. Your beautiful daughter that's biologically your niece but by god she's YOUR daughter and you love her so decides that she's gonna use her intelligence and skills and experience as a borderline A-Lister to lead superhero teams and play support for anyone who needs it, primarily your vigilante friend Batman.

Then one day, you visit your incredible daughter who always thinks things out and is careful... And bam. There's just this unexplained little girl who doesn't talk. Apparently your daughter is looking after a traumatized assassin child now. Do you now have a daughter in law? It's complicated because your daughter and your vigilante bestie somehow managed to start acting like they divorced and have split custody over this kid, despite them never even liking eachother. Great.

Then you visit again. The girl your daughter is looking after has a best friend sleeping over. You're sure you won't see her around to to much right?

Then you visit again, the blond girl your kinda grand daughter is best friends with is there again. Your daughter corrects you, *there still. You aren't sure where the kid sleeps because there's only two bedrooms; but apparently she just stays over often.

You visit five more times, see this "Stephanie" with "Cass" everytime. You ask if they're dating. They aren't. You ask if Steph is another Cass situation. She's not.

Then Stephanie dies.

Then Stephanie comes back to life.

Then Cass dies.

Then Cass comes back to life.

They go straight back to being inseparable. Your daughter tells you they hallucinate each other when separated for too long.

Then you visit again and HOLY FUCK IS THAT A DE-AGED VERSION OF YOUR DAUGHTER WALKING- nope she's just looking after another kid Barbara's looking after. Apparently this one was actually an orphan this time. ... ... ... "This time?"

Oh and the whole time this takes place while your daughter is suspiciously single but surrounded by a whole team of beautiful women, a few of whom she's incredibly close with. Also Barbara splits custody with this newest one, "Charlie" with some of these ladies, tho she does most of the... Whatever she's doing. But she doesn't seem to have the divorced-without-dating dynamic she has with Batman so ¯⁠\⁠_⁠(⁠⊙⁠_⁠ʖ⁠⊙⁠)⁠_⁠/⁠¯

Oh and your daughter's ex seemingly just hates the first daughter. Fascinating.

You still, after YEARS of Cassandra and Stephanie never being far apart, don't know if they're dating or not. Surely they are, right? But no announcement or revelation comes forth, and your daughter still says they aren't.

[ryemiffie]

Quotes from my day as batfam incorrect quotes!

-After a fight between Bruce and Dick-

Bruce: What the hell are you doing up there?!

Dick, atop the grand chandelier: I left a tootsie roll up here 12 years ago and I want it back!

Bruce: You broke into the manor just for that?! You could literally just buy a whole new bag of tootsie rolls!

Dick: That's not the point, it's the principle!

[star--bird]

HC that one time Dick was having a computer issue in the batcave so he texts Tim and asks him to come down and help him and Tim does, but it's clear he has been crying for the last few hours.

Dick: ...you good?

Tim: Yeah. I'm fine. Just life man.

Dick: Okay...

Tim: What did you need help with?

And then Tim helps him like nothing happened and goes back upstairs and Dick is just like "okay..."

[kirbyfigure]

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[jasmines-library]

Lost and found.

WHUMPTOBER DAY 20. Prompt: “You will regret touching them.” Fandom: Batfam

Summary: After falling into a trap, you are captured by Scarecrow and exposed to his fear toxin. When your older brothers arrive to help you, your fear gets the better of you.

Warnings: Fear, disappointment, beating, hurt.

Word count: 2K

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You hadn’t been living with Bruce that long. A few years. If that. You were the baby of the family, younger than Damian and in some ways you supposed he resented you for it; always narrowing his eyes at you when passing him the hallway. You often felt estranged from the rest of the boys, never fully understanding their inside jokes or nightly routines. You never felt as though you belonged despite the fact that the older boys had tried to make you feel welcome. 

The one person you had managed to connect with was Alfred. When your time wasn’t occupied by training or patrol it was often spent curled up in the study with a book and excitedly explaining it to him. Reading was one of your passions; it allowed you to escape the harsh realities of the cruel world and alfred was glad to hear you rant, it often resulted in him mirroring the smile on your face. 

It was a late autumn night when the call came in. You were lounging on the window seat watching the rain batter against the glass. Your brothers were out on patrol and you were the only one left home, so you floated over to the phone, answering it and bringing it to your ear. 

“Hello?”

There was static on the other end of the line, followed by a shuffling. And then came the voice of a child. “Please… please help me.”

You began to pull on your suit, listening closely to the girl speaking over the phone. 

“My friend she-”

“Calm down.” you told her. “I’m on my way. Where are you?”

She rattled off her location through sobs. “Please hurry.”

“It’s gonna be okay.” You reassured her. 

Once you had calmed the girl, you slipped out of the exit of the batcave and began to race through town. It was a quiet night. The rain had pushed many people inside, so the lack of people on the streets really threw you off, but you decided to warn your brothers where you were going, just in case. 

“Nightwing?” You asked over the comms, hoping that he wasn’t too occupied to answer. 

“Raven?” He wrinkled his nose. “What are you doing out?”

“A call came in. A young girl said her friend was cornered by a group of armed criminals. I��ve got it handled, but I thought I'd give you a heads up.”

“Copy that Raven.” 

The line went silent again as you continued to push your way into the city until you reached the location that the scared girl gave you over the line. Only, there was no one in sight. You called out into the darkness but there was no reply. And then, there was a sharp prick to the side of your neck. 

~

When you awoke, your hands and hands were bound together by old rope that scratched at your skin. The floor was dank and dusty and your mask had been torn from your face. You could feel a small nic along your eyebrow, and your entire body ached. 

Without full use of your hands, you struggled to sit up when you noticed the figure leaning against the wall across the room. Tall and masked with a straw hat, he loomed over you, observing you from afar. You used your legs to inch yourself away from the humanoid figure, but he outpaced you, squatting down in front of you and trailing a gloved hand along your jaw.

“Hiya little birdie.”

“Get off of me.” You spat.

Scarecrow tutted, but removed his hand. “I’m glad to see you. You see, I've been watching you for some time. I’ve seen how miserable  you’ve been. And I've been waiting for a chance to get you alone. I have to say though, it was much easier than I anticipated.”

“Go fuck yourself.”

The villain chided. “Mm, I have something more fun in mind. You see, I've been experimenting with something new. Well, new and improved. You see, my old fear toxin, it was good but you couldn’t really feel. If you know what I mean? So I did some experimenting and I've finally created something I've just been dying to test out. So I figured, why not have some fun while I'm at it?”

“They’re coming for me.” You told him with narrowed eyes. “And you’re gonna be a dead man?”

He tilted his head, resting his hand on the door before he stepped out and shut it completely. “Are they?”

He bolted the door shut, leaving you in the dimly lit room where a thick, green smog began to billow through the vents. You tried to back away from the smoke, but it surrounded you, cascading down all four walls. You took a deep breath, taking in all of the air you could, but it didn’t last long, eventually you couldn’t stand the burning in your lungs and you were forced to inhale the substance, choking as it filled your lungs. 

When the green began to fade away, vanishing into the air, you were left alone in the silence. Though it wasn’t long before the door was broken down by heavy pounding, and the masked face of your brother burst through the door. 

“Y/N”

You breathed a heavy sigh of relief. “Jason. Oh thank god, I thought you weren’t going to come. He told me that you none of you would and I-”

“Shut up.”

You stilled. “What?”

“I said shut up!” He kicked you hard to the ribs eliciting a yelp from you. 

“Jason…?”

“God, are you as stupid as you look? Shut it.” Jason kicked you harder, each one growing in intensity and followed by a snarky remark. You tucked your head to your chest, pressing your hands tightly to your ears until eventually, Jason vanished into a cloud of green and you were plunged back into emptiness. 

“Oh god… Y/N.”

It was Tim’s voice, shaky as he raced towards you. His hands gripped your arms as he forced them away from your ears. You half glanced up at him, doing a double take when you saw the look set upon his face. It was tender, but laced with worry. You wanted to reach out into his arms, but you were hesitant. 

“Come on. Let’s get you out of here.” He bent down and removed the frayed rope from your wrists, you rubbed them. Tim then swung his arm around your shoulder to help you up, but you only made it a few steps towards the door when he flung you over his shoulder, sending you plummeting to the floor with a sickening crack as your skull collided with the ground. Your head throbbed as blood dripped from the crack that had opened in the back of your head. 

“Silly girl.” Tim laughed. “You really think we care enough to come and help you? After you were foolish enough to fall for his trap? You always mess things up Y/N. You’re a burden. Nothing more. Bruce’ll be glad to finally be rid of you.”

“Tim, Please-"

He reeled his fist back to land the final blow. You scrambled backwards, raising your arm above your face to protect yourself, but no pain came. And Time was gone. 

Fat, hot tears were rolling down your cheeks by the time that Damian entered the room. He narrowed his eyes at you like he normally did. They were so full of hate. You closed your eyes, biting down on your trembling lip and sinking against the wall. 

“Get up.” He demanded, voice thick with venom. 

You squeezed your eyes shut even tighter. 

“Damian… please don’t. I don’t need to hear how-”

“I hate you.”

It was only three words, but they cut right through you like a bullet. 

“I hate you.” He gritted out. “You ruined everything. We were fine without you. We were happy. And then you came along and you- you took all of that away. You’re a disappointment. And I hate you.”

Damian didn’t move to hurt you, but you supposed in some ways that's what hurt the most. Not the pain and the beating, no. That’s not what you were scared of. It was disappointing your family. You grimaced as Damian left, waiting for the cycle to start again.  

~~~ 

Damian didn’t think he had ever ran faster in his life. His boots slapped against the concrete as he raced alongside his older brothers. He had never been more scared than at the lack of your voice over the comms. The four of them had been trying you for hours but had had no such luck. That was until Alfred managed to snag your location on the computer. And so the four of them ran. 

Dick’s heart thundered against his ribs. He feared what Scarecrow had done to you. He had heard the stories; witnessed the horrors. But he couldn’t bear to fathom what your mind would conjure up. You had seen too much. 

When he pushed his way into the warehouse, it was dark. And silent. The four of them kept their eyes peeled for a sign of anything, but there was no sign of you or Scarecrow. That was until Damian spotted the frame of the door poking out from behind a metal cabinet. It took two of them to haul the heavy piece of furniture away. It squealed awfully as it scraped across the floor. When they pushed the door open they had to squint to see you hidden in the corner of the room. Your eyes were wide and you were hyperventilating at the sight of them.

“Y/N?”

“No, no…” You shook your head, trying to back further into the wall when he took a step towards you. 

Jason tried too, but it only worked you up more. 

“Not all of you…please. Please…”

Jason knelt down beside you, reaching to touch you gently, but you flinched away.

“It’s not going to work.” A voice laughed out from the doorway. 

The brother’s whipped round to face the scarecrow. 

“What have you done to her?” Tim spat. 

He chuckled deeply. “She’s been exposed to my new fear toxin. See, I don’t know what she’s  been seeing but whatever it is, you guys are clearly an important part of it.”

Tim gritted his teeth. “You are going to regret touching her.”

They surged forwards, pinning him towards the wall. He fought back, but was no match for the anger-fueled vigilantes. When he slumped to the ground, they were tasked with the even more challenging job of getting you out. But when they moved towards you, tears rolled fatly down your face as you sobbed. 

“Please…” You shook. “I’m sorry, I’m sorry. Don’t hurt me please.”

Damian froze. “What?  

“You’ve done enough…please.” 

You flinched as the youngest of your brothers laid a hand on your shoulder. 

“Y/N? It’s us. We’re real, I promise.”

You shook your head. “...no”

“We’re not gonna hurt you, kid.”

“You already have…”

Their hearts stopped simultaneously and Dick swallowed thickly. 

“I’m sorry Y/N.”

Everything went black as his fist collided with your head.

~~~

You sat up abruptly. You were back in the safety of your own room, tucked away in your bed. Although you were more aware of what had happened, you couldn’t shake the fear that rolled over you. But you weren’t alone when you woke up. You were surrounded by a sea of familiar faces.

“Y/N?” Dick asked when he noticed your eyes were open.

“Yeah.” You murmured groggily, rubbing the sleep from your eyes.

“Are you okay?”

You just shrugged meekly.

“Oh y/n/n we were so worried.” Damian said. His tenderness was foreign. 

“What did you see?” Dick asked hesitantly. 

“All of you. Disappointed in me.”

“Oh kid.” Tim looked at you with sad eyes. “We would never be disappointed in you. We love you so, so much. And we couldn’t be prouder of you.”

“But I fell for his trap. I-”

“Uh Uh. You did what you thought was right. How were you supposed to know?”

Again, you just shrugged. 

“We’re proud of you, little wing. So proud.”

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