#host!alfred pennyworth

[nightmare-foundation]

Idk much abt the batfamily characters but you can't tell me there isn't at least one person in that family who smokes weed

[goatsghost]

i still think it’s insanely funny that bruce comes back from the time stream and decides they’re gonna have a family movie night, while FULLY AWARE that jason is currently in arkham

like bruce i think your favoritism is showing just a lil bit here lmao

(batman and robin 2009)

[eupheme]

Winter Wonderland Dilfcember Masterlist ❄️

excited to participate in a fun, filthy, and festive dilfcember, created and hosted by the incredible @obiknights! ✨

[series playlist] | [ao3]

— Day 1: Pillow Fort

jim hopper x f!reader | rated g | moodboard + drabble

— Day 3: Baking / Messy Kitchen

obi-wan x gn!reader | moodboard | 5 sentence fic

—Day 5: Lazy Sunday

charlie swan x f!reader | moodboard | 5 sentence fic

— Day 7: Scarf Returned

modern!din djarin x gn!reader | rated g | 1.5k

— Day 9: First Snowstorm of the Season

sdv!harvey x f!reader | rated e | 3.4k

— Day 11: Movie Night

alfred pennyworth x f!reader | rated e | 2.4k

— Day 13: Bonfire

joel miller x f!reader | rated m | 1.9k

— Day 15: Matching Pajamas

alfred pennyworth x reader | rated g | drabble

— Day 17: Cabin

arthur morgan x f!reader | 5 sentence fic

— Day 19: Reading

prof!otto octavius x f!reader | rated e | 1.4k

— Day 21: Wedding

wedding date!obi-wan x f!reader | rated e | 5.1k

— Day 23: Bookstore Date

alfred pennyworth x reader | 5 sentence fic

— Day 27: Date Night In

otto octavius x gn!reader | moodboard | 5 sentence fic

— Day 29: Candles

charlie swan x f!reader x carlisle cullen | rated e | 5k

— Day 31: New Year’s Eve/Midnight Kiss

alfred pennyworth x f!reader | rated t | 2k

Thank you for reading, and hope you enjoy! 💕

[joeshiestyslover]

─ .✦ batman!matt headcanons ─ .✦

sturniolo masterlist series masterlist

batman!matt who... came from money. his father, thomas sturniolo, was a renowned surgeon, philanthropist, and ceo of sturniolo enterprises in gotham city.

batman!matt who... grew up in the spotlight with his two brothers, nicolas and christopher.

batman!matt who... witnessed his parents' murders during a mugging gone wrong.

batman!matt who... inherited his father's company, since he was the most involved out of his brothers

batman!matt who... took his parents' deaths the hardest. he stayed in his room for months, never leaving the house and barely interacting with his brothers.

batman!matt who... was practically raised by his family's valet, alfred pennyworth.

batman!matt who... swore vengeance against criminals in gotham city to avenge his parents.

batman!matt who... in his late teen years, began crafting his bat-inspired persona, with the help of alfred and his brothers.

batman!matt who... began to patrol the streets, fighting crime that ranged from small muggings to attempted murders.

batman!matt who... at first, the gotham pd was concerned about, but they quickly realized he was cleaning up the streets.

batman!matt who... even had a special symbol that would be cast into the night sky whenever he was needed.

batman!matt who... became a playboy after he turned 18, attending and hosting many elegant galas and parties all around gotham city.

batman!matt who... does a great job in hiding who he truly is, with no one suspecting gotham's most eligible bachelor is really a crime-fighting caped crusader.

batman!matt who... has stopped a wide variety of criminals, including the joker, the scarecrow, and the riddler.

batman!matt who... was summoned one night to stop a planned robbery on a yacht.

batman!matt who... the moment he stepped onto the yacht, he saw a figure sneak through the shadows.

batman!matt who... was caught off guard when he was pinned down... by a woman? in a black cat suit?

batman!matt who... the moment he looked into her eyes, he knew he was done for.

batman!matt who... the first words that were spoken to him by the mysterious woman were: "what? cat got your tongue, batboy?"

tags: @muwapsturniolo, @l34n, @keerahsturn

dividers: @bernardsbendystraws

[vodrae]

Babs: Coppblepot is hosting a charity party tonight, who's crashing it ? I've heard there will be a giant cake.

Bruce: I'm a married and respectable man now. Brucie is on airplane mode.

Dick: I would love to but I promised Olivia to watch cartoons with her tonight.

Jay: Me !

Babs: You're still dead Jaybird.

Jay: Owh...

Tim: Tomorrow I have a conference at the white house so, I'd love to, but I can't.

Stephanie: The cake doesn't deserve it, why can't I crash Penguin's face ?

Cass: ^^^^

Babs: No. You and sugar equals no, boo.

Duke: It would be my first time ! Yeah !

Bruce: And for that, Luthor's thanksgiving gala is all yours.

Damian: Can I call back up ?

Babs: Ask Clark too if you bring Jon.

Damian: Jon ?

The day after:

GRANDFATHER, MOTHER AND SON, ALFRED PENNYWORTH, TALIA HEAD AND DAMIAN WAYNE ENGAGING IN CAKE FIGHT, IS BRUCIE CONTAGIOUS ?

[puppetmaster13u]

POV: You're the new night guard and stumbled across the bat cowering

Bruce, a hand against his wound after running/flying across the entire city from his parental figure: IM NOT INJURED I SWEAR I AM COMPLETELY FINE Alfred, with the tranquilizer gun already loaded: Of course sir

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God that stitching idea makes me think of like, what if it's teeth akin to a gharial's? Like thin needle-esque teeth curved akin to medical staples. And I see you're one gun, and raise you he has an entire armory. His body is gnarled enough to have 'holes' of sorts he can store things in. Medical supplies, weapons, guns, more guns... Not to mention the feather cloak and many, many bags. Probably has vials of cures too, some injections lining his belt.

Meat Marionette Thoughts: Alfred

So there was already the thought of Alfred's body being in the Hive far longer than the rest because he doesn't need it for a long time. And I am just rotating him now and thinkin about what type of effect that could have on the body. Now @phoenixcatch7 put out the idea of his outfit being similar to a plague doctor's in his flesh-body, which I am just in love with as an entire concept into my head. But there was another where most would think he has tiny wings because they're well, under a feathered cape. But they are not, like I like to think that all of their wings get larger with age. Like Bruce already has a 50' wingspan as an adult, but Alfred is an elder of sorts, one whose body has been directly in the hive growing and mutating for years at this point. So his wings would be massive.

[incorrectbatfam]

What does each member of the Batfam give/make for Alfred's birthday?

Dick: a new set of golf clubs

Jason: one-ups Dick with a trip to the golf course

Tim: one-ups Jason with tournament tickets

Damian: one-ups Tim with a tour through Britain

Duke: one-ups Damian by detouring through nostalgic places

Cullen: one-ups Duke by being Alfred's personal assistant there

Stephanie: one-ups Cullen by being Alfred's personal chef

Cassandra: one-ups Steph by tailoring a closet of new suits

Barbara: one-ups Cass by finding a lost Pennyworth heirloom

Harper: one-ups Babs by restoring it to perfect condition

Carrie: one-ups Harper by gathering all of Alfred's spy buddies

Kate: one-ups Carrie by hosting the party at a castle

Selina: one-ups Kate by celebrating for a whole week

Bruce: one-ups them all with an old photo of him and Alfred

[ao3feed-brucewayne]

Two Sides of the Coin (You Can't Have One Without the Other)

read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/ZBbqwgH by Nation_Ustria Nightwing has to bite back a laugh. “Gotham is a no-fly zone for more than just the JL, Supes. But, from what Blud knows, chances are that whatever you’ve heard is probably true.” Superman pales, which is anything but unexpected. Pretty much all of Gotham tends to be horrifying to Outsiders, as Nightwing is well aware. The question here is which rumors Superman decided were concerning enough to actually look into, the answer to which could be literally anything from the pollution levels to the regularity of the city-wide Fear Toxin gas attacks. Or something entirely outside of the usual spectrum of Things That Outsiders Need To Stop Freaking Out About, Nightwing discovers when Superman blurts, “But the Waynes aren’t actually possessed, right?” …Ah. Well, crap.   Or, in Gotham, it’s been common knowledge since the very beginning that the Waynes are playing host to the parasitic Bats, who protect Gotham and its people from threats both internal and external in turn. There’s nothing anyone can do about it now, even if they wanted to. (That’s... not actually what’s happening, but nobody needs to know that. The Batfam is too committed to the bit to pull out now.) Words: 2701, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English Fandoms: Batman (Comics), DCU (Comics) Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Categories: Gen Characters: Bruce Wayne, Dick Grayson, Barbara Gordon, Jason Todd, Tim Drake, Stephanie Brown, Cassandra Cain, Damian Wayne, Alfred Pennyworth, Clark Kent, Jim Gordon, Other Character Tags to Be Added Relationships: Batfamily Members & Justice League, Dick Grayson & Bruce Wayne, Stephanie Brown & Cassandra Cain & Tim Drake & Dick Grayson & Jason Todd & Damian Wayne, Batfamily Members & Barbara Gordon, There are too many people to put everything, Bart Allen & Tim Drake & Kon-El | Conner Kent & Cassie Sandsmark, Dick Grayson & Teen Titans, The Outlaws & Jason Todd, Dick Grayson & Clark Kent Additional Tags: Cryptid Batfamily (DCU), POV Outsider, Not entirely though, Isolated Batfamily (DCU), Batfamily Meets the Justice League (DCU), Meet the Batfamily (DCU), Batfamily Shenanigans (DCU), Dick Grayson is Nightwing, Alternative names for like half of everyone else, Good Sibling Dick Grayson, Good Sibling Jason Todd, Good Sibling Tim Drake, Good Sibling Stephanie Brown, Good Sibling Cassandra Cain, Good Sibling Damian Wayne, I might add Duke, we'll see, Good Parent Bruce Wayne, Jason Todd is a Batfamily Member, Stephanie Brown is a Batfamily Member, Barbara Gordon is Oracle, Gothamites be Like That, Protective Bruce Wayne, #onlyingotham, Bruce "task failed successfully"s his secret ID, Everybody assumed he was possessed and he just went with it, Wingfic, Sort Of, the Robins get mechanical wings, Scary Batfamily (DCU), the Bats don't kill, but sometimes they do disappear people, Dick Jason and Tim all have outside superhero IDs, no one else does, The Waynes aren't actually magic, or are they, either way they're absolutely nuts, Secret Identity, Secret Identity Fail, Batfamily Fluff (DCU), depending on your definition of fluff, Crack Treated Seriously read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/ZBbqwgH

[kawaistrawberry21]

Wayne Manor Shenanigans: A Summer to Remember

As the Wayne family prepared for their three-month overseas business trip, Cordelia Wayne couldn't help but feel a mixture of excitement and mischief bubbling within her. With her parents, Bruce and Roxanne, and Alfred Pennyworth, the loyal family butler, all away, the Manor was theirs to enjoy.Cordelia, with her infectious energy and adventurous spirit, had already concocted a plan to turn their temporary freedom into an unforgettable summer. She gathered her three adopted older brothers—Dick Grayson, Jason Todd, and Tim Drake—and her younger half-brother, Damian Wayne, around the grand fireplace in the living room."Guys, I've got an idea," Cordelia announced, a mischievous glint in her eyes.The brothers exchanged knowing looks, bracing themselves for whatever wild scheme Cordelia had cooked up this time."Let's turn Wayne Manor into the ultimate party zone!" she exclaimed.Dick chuckled, a smile tugging at the corners of his lips. "I'm in. But we better make sure we don't destroy the place before Mom and Dad get back."Jason raised an eyebrow. "Are we talking about a low-key hangout or a full-blown rave?"Cordelia grinned. "Why not both? We've got three whole months to make memories."Tim, ever the voice of reason, spoke up. "We should probably set some ground rules. No inviting strangers, no illegal substances, and definitely no breaking anything valuable."Damian rolled his eyes. "This is going to be utterly chaotic."And chaotic it was.Over the next few weeks, Wayne Manor transformed into a haven of laughter, music, and adventure. Cordelia and her brothers hosted movie nights in the Batcave, impromptu picnics in the sprawling gardens, and epic Nerf gun battles throughout the halls.They even threw a themed costume party, with Dick dressing up as a swashbuckling pirate, Jason as a brooding vampire, Tim as a mad scientist, Cordelia as a fearless warrior princess, and Damian begrudgingly donning a makeshift superhero costume.Despite the occasional mishap—a broken vase here, a spilled drink there—the Wayne siblings reveled in their newfound freedom and bonded like never before. They shared stories, secrets, and inside jokes, creating memories that would last a lifetime.But as the end of summer drew near, a sense of bittersweetness hung in the air. The thought of their parents returning brought a mixture of excitement and dread. They would miss the chaos and camaraderie of their summer escapades, but they also looked forward to reuniting with their family.On the eve of their parents' homecoming, the Wayne siblings gathered one last time in the living room, surrounded by remnants of their summer adventures."We may have turned Wayne Manor into a bit of a mess," Cordelia said, a wistful smile on her face, "but we also turned it into a home."Her brothers nodded in agreement, their bond stronger than ever.As the clock struck midnight, signaling the end of their summer escapade, the Wayne siblings shared one final group hug, knowing that no matter where life took them, they would always have each other.And as Bruce, Roxanne, and Alfred returned home, greeted by the sight of their children—messy hair, tired eyes, but hearts full of love—they knew that Wayne Manor had been in good hands.For Cordelia Wayne and her brothers, this summer would be remembered as a time of adventure, laughter, and most importantly, family.

[lolawritesfanfic]

Masterlist

writing styles:

oneshot-💌

angst-💥

fluff-🎀

lemon/smut-🍋

drabble-💝

story-❤️

Yandere-🔪

Yandere Boys:

-Peter YB

❤️🎀🔪-Peter is jealous of Duke TK thinking TK and the princess reader are dating.

🔪-Prince Peter x Female Princess Reader- The reader is forced into an arranged marriage with Peter they aren't happy with it, Neither is Peter until they see the reader and see it as love at first sight and starts becoming yandere for them and will stop at nothing to have them even killing their bloodline so they have to get married sooner and becoming King not just of the kingdom but of them too.

🎀-Prince Peter x Princess Reader-Peter finds the reader crying in the garden, the princess doesn't know why she's crying but mostly thinks she's not good enough and peter comforting.

🔪💌-Prince Peter Blackmailing Princess's reader's family to get her to marry him.

💌💝🔪-4 suitors (Peter YB, John Doe, SunnyDay Jack, Alan Orion) fighting to win over the princess's heart.

-John Doe

-SunnyDay Jack

-Alan Orion

-Tate Frost

-Delivery Guy

-Damon

Supernatural:

-Dean Winchester

-Sam Winchester

-Castiel

-Crowley

-Gabriel

-Chuck (God)

Marvel:

-Steve Rogers

-Tony Stark

-Thor Odinson

-Loki Laufeyson

DC Comics:

-Batman

-Joker (Nickels, Ledger, Leto, Joaquin)

-Penguin

-Harley Quinn

-Catwoman

-Bane

Gotham Tv show:

-Alfred Pennyworth

-Bruce Wayne

-Jim Gordon

-Harvey Bullock

-Victor Zsasz

-Oswald Cobblepot

-Edward Nygma

-Carmine Falcone

-Salvatore Maroni

-Fish Mooney

-Butch Gilzean

Ouran High School Host Club:

-Tamaki Suoh

-Kyoya Ootori

-Hikaru Hitachiin

-Karuo Hitachiin

-Hikaru and Karuo Hitachiin

-Takashi Morinozuka

-Mitsukini Huninozuka

-Haruhi Fujioka

-Basanova

-Nekozawa

-Renge Houshakuji

Horror Slashers:

-Micheal Myers

-Jason Voohees

-Freddy Krueger

-Hannibal Lecter (Anthony Hopkins)

-Hannibal Lecter (Mads Mikkelson)

-Chucky and Tiffany

Orange is the new black:

-Sam Healy

-Desi Piscartella

-George Mendez

-John Bennett

-Joe Caputo

Yandere Simulator:

-Ayano Aishi

-Ayato Aishi

-Umeji Kizuguchi

-Gaka Hikitsuri

-Hohuto Furukizu

-Dairoku Surikizu

-Hayanari Tsumeato

-Tiru Sutiriku

Bully Scholarship Edition:

-Derby Harrington

-Gary Smith

-Bif Taylor

-Chad Morris

-Gord Vendome

-Derby Harrington and Johnny Vincent

-Tad Spencer

Requests are open for more characters. give me time to do my research if I don't know them and add them to the list. Enjoy reading.

[crowswithize]

Random DP Xover Interactions 4

Characters: Alfred Pennyworth and Ember McClain

Many types and shapes of living beings found themselves visitors of Wayne Manor. From Dick’s multiple escapades - one’s Master Bruce dutifully ignored - to Damian’s impromptu animal shelter. Even Tim had his fair share of colorful friends stop by. As much as Bruce asserted the Manor as a place of solitude and intimidation, the inside was far too friendly. Its inhabitants far friendlier.

So when Alfred walked into the kitchen and found a young lady with blue fire hair sitting at the island, he barely batted an eye. At least, this time, he knew who sat comfortably on the stool.

He started the kettle. “Miss McClain,” he greeted.

“Heya, Gramps,” Ember said, giving a two-finger salute. They share no blood bond and her words were certainly teasing, yet an underlining fondness coated her tongue.

“How are you? It’s been quite some time since you last visited Gotham.”

She made a noncommittal hum. “Same old, same old. Punching creeps and breaking hearts.”

“Just like Master Bruce in her younger days.”

Ember snorted. “I don’t think he’s stopped.” Alfred couldn’t, and wouldn’t, disagree. 

“May I ask what brought you here today?” He surveyed the fridge. Damian had notably started gardening and Alfred wouldn’t dare let good produce go to waste. He took out the misshapen tomatoes and bell peppers and set them aside. 

Ember clicked her tongue, pretending to think of it. Finally, she settled with, “Hypnotize the whole city with Ivy again. That gal is a riot.” She devilishly smiled with a row full of fangs. The fire of her hair whipped wildly, and Alfred feared the cabinets would become seared.

“An encore, I see,” Alfred commented. He turned on the coffee machine and began making Tim’s morning brew. He’s been slowly lowering the caffeination levels each day in the hope of weening the boy out of his addiction. “Though,” he added, “I couldn’t see any of your equipment being strung about for such a plan.” “I left them at Ivy’s.”

“Surely not. Miss Quinn and her share an apartment nowadays and their hyenas might destroy them. Not to mention Miss Quinn’s sporadic behavior when seeing a perfectly good drum kit.”

Ember let out a long, suffering groan. Alfred paid no mind and poured the hot water into a teapot along with some scoops of tea leaves.

Alfred was no stranger to Ember’s antics. He’s dealt with worse in Bruce’s younger years. Raising over six children have ample practice for patience and Alfred was nothing if not accommodating. If need be, he’d let Miss McClain think over her words for any portion of her infinite afterlife. 

“You’re wasted as a butler, Gramps,” she said, leaning a head against the counter. She stared directly at where Alfred was preparing tea.

“I respectfully disagree, Miss McClain.” 

He walked toward her and set a cup of Lady Grey in front of her. She immediately straightened herself out and took a small whiff. Alfred watched the gentle smile subconsciously brought upon her with great pleasure. 

He stood opposite of her, holding his own teacup in his hand. It’s a silent minute and only the brewing coffee pot sounded.

She hadn’t changed, not that Alfred expected her to, in appearance. Though she hadn’t visited the Manor since Bruce left, Alfred didn’t think she’d never return. Those were fond times when Bruce brought home a fire-haired lady and committed himself to solve her death. He would’ve thought him mad if not seeing her with his own eyes. She’d been so confused, unsure of the mortal realm, and utterly clueless about everything. Beautifully she grew into confidence and mischief. Alfred suppressed the chuckle of how Young Bruce and her would host shenanigans together. It was the first time he had reason to smile.

Then they grew apart, finding different definitions of justice. They both wanted to leave, both wanted to make a name. Bruce left for his training then Ember left back to her afterlife. Alfred tried to rekindle them but their differences were too apparent. What once gave strength to their relationship now warred against them. The only thing they had truly shared was indulging in the childhood so rudely taken from them.

Her teacup clinks against the saucer. “Just…” she struggled with what to say. She propped her elbow on the counter and pillowed her chin against her palm. Alfred does not scold her.

“I missed you guys,” she said quietly, her hair subduing with honesty.

Miss McClain had changed, he observed. Her fire did not crackle like desperate flames in December as it had. Decades ago, anger resided behind her eyes so acutely. Anger at the world, her death, and everyone who betrayed her. He does not see the anger he saw the burnings of regret, guilt, and, most of all, hope.

Alfred circled the island until he stood directly in front of her, her eyes trailing the entire time. 

“Dear girl, you’re always welcome here.” He laid a hand on her shoulder without fear of burning.

Ember laughed, hollow and empty. “I hypnotized the city with a plant lady last time I was here.”

“And master Bruce dresses up as a bat every night,” he countered. “Neither act will have you banned from this house.”

“I got really angry at him both times I left, Alfie,” she sniffled. Water hissed against her eyes as not a single drop survived.

“As well as each of his children yet he still loves them.”

“I’ve been gone for so long.”

Her hands shook, scrunching her pant’s fabric. Gently, he took them and held her hands within his. He stared directly into her eyes, fear akin to the one in Bruce’s eyes.

“And not once did we dare forget about you, Miss McClain.”

She launched herself at him, hugging Alfred with all her might. She sobbed tearlessly but her fire burned brighter than before. 

[batbigbang]

Bat Big Bang: Hunger

Author: @justanotherblonde-writer Artist(s): @acydpop @speaching

Rating: Mature Ao3 Warning: Graphic Depictions Of Violence Relationship(s): Tim Drake & Jason Todd, Jason Todd & Bruce Wayne Key Characters: Jason Todd, Tim Drake, Bruce Wayne, Alfred Pennyworth, Dick Grayson, Catherine Todd Summary: Eaters: Humans with an uncontrollable need to consume human flesh. Jason is a starving Eater dying to Eat. Tim is an Eater starving to be loved. Bruce is a grieving human looking for a cure. In the most horrific ways, all of them get what they want. Word Count: 60,810

Author’s Notes: Inspired by the book Bones and All by Camille DeAngelis. I wanted this to be an analysis of how Jason’s anger is often misconstrued to make him look like a monster, even when his anger is justified. It’s also an analysis of Bruce’s volunteer work as a vigilante, and how he tries to do right, but sometimes that right creates just as much wrong. And also how that unintentional wrong affects Jason, and Dick, and Tim, and almost everyone else around him (but mostly Jason because, you know, Jason dies). But then I realized that those are just comics, and this is just fanfiction, and at the end of the day, none of this matters. I just wanted to write about cannibals. Thank you so much to my two amazing artists Speaching and Acyd, as well as my awesome beta Llisona! I couldn’t have done this without you guys!!

Acydpop Artist’s Notes: Many thanks to the mods for hosting this event and to the author, emi, for inspiring the two illustrations I've created with their incredible story and for being understanding of my slow progress. :)

Speaching Artist’s Notes: Working with Justanotherblond has been such a blast! I'm so happy I got the opportunity to work with them!! So kind and passionate, they're writing is amazing and I wish I had the time to draw more pieces for this! I had an entire list of art piece ideas. Everyone in this event has been so great and kind and I've even made a couple friends. If I ever get the chance I'd love to participate in this or something like this again! Thank you so much to Justanotherblond for brainstorming ideas and being so enthusiastic and just as excited to work together as me. And Thanks to the mods! I had so many questions, and they responded so fast and were so kind and understanding the whole way through! This was a great opportunity, thank you so much!!

READ ON AO3

[alittledoseofchaos]

Marvelous Miracles (Please Disregard the Ghosts)

Pt. 2

Prev. Next,

this crossover includes Miraculous, DC, Marvel, and DP. I'm not gonna list each individual crossover in the tags (I list Maribat and dp×dc because I know those can be difficult to block sometimes and it makes it easier for this fic to blocked). If you don't like these, the title (exactly) is a tag so this fic can be blocked that way too.

Alfred Pennyworth, despite what most people claim, does not know everything. He knows Bruce Wayne is Batman, his son, and a father. He knows he would give his life for his grandchildren. He knows that the world needs people like his family, even if he doesn't always like it. He knows that something in Paris, France is bad enough for Master Bruce's old friend Jared to suggest that one Marinette Dupain-Cheng move to Gotham of all places, but he can't for the life of him understand what it is.

His family is incredibly paranoid wary at heart, and for good reason too, so it comes as no shock that they began investigating the girl's life. What is surprising is that they can't find a single reason for Jared's concern. School reports show cases of bullying and victim blaming being ignored, which is mildly concerning, but not the life threatening problems Jared has promised them. Thorough research finds that her parents are busy, but hardworking and loving parents. In fact, after learning who the girl's parents were, Alfred messaged an old friend of his. Unfortunately, Gina Dupain, grandmother of the girl in question, provided more questions than answers when she mentioned something about evil butterflies. Everyone they talk to sounds just as mad with terror as the last.

Master Bruce, never one to leave a child in danger when he uses that brain of his, agreed to host the girl. His family is still at work trying to figure out the girl's backstory as he picks the dear up from the airport. He's early, and not as young as he used to be, so he waits for her in the plain van. He sat watching the camera feeds as the plane lands and begins unloading. His curiosity grows as miss Dupain-Cheng comes to a sudden halt as her foot lands in the building. From what he could tell, there is nothing around that would cause this abrupt stop, yet she is still standing there, frozen with one foot in the building. Displeasure crosses his aged face as someone behind the girl pushes her forward. She starts walking again, but her movements are stiffer than before.

Her blue-grey eyes shine with unease and dart between all the exits warily. Alfred climbs out of the car, intent on getting her out of there as soon as possible. He grabs a sign with 'Felicity Garcia' written on it, the agreed upon name that hopefully wouldn't draw anyone's attention. His brows furrow with determination.

Alfred Pennyworth does not know everything, but he knows that he'll do right by this girl.

🐞🦇👻🕷🐞🦇👻🕷🐞🦇👻🕷🐞🦇👻🕷🐞🦇

Marinette Dupain-Cheng knows many things. She knows that she would risk everything for her friends. She knows that she'll never get to be a normal girl with a normal life until Hawkmoth is taken down. She knows that something is wrong and that nobody has noticed. She knows that something is there, in the corner of her eye. She knows that someone is watching her. She knows there are many mutterings, but nobody is talking. She knows that Gotham is Crime Capital of the US, but this? This was something much darker. Something she is sorry to have seen, because now she is going to have to do something about it.

She feels another shiver dance down her spine and thanks the kwami that she wore such a thick grey sweater. She pushes aside thoughts of sinister intentions and scans the almost empty building. She hums lightly as she spots a sign with 'Felicity Garcia' written on it. The elderly man holding it is wearing a beige sweater and regular jeans, but something in her screams that he shouldn't be wearing anything other than a suit.

"HI! I'm Felicity Garcia! Are you here to pick me up?" She asks cheerfully. The gentleman's smokey grey eyes twinkle as he replies.

"Of course not, I'm much too frail for that." She smiles at the passcode. As they walk towards the doors, someone behind them spills their coffee. She turns to the woman that is now drenched in coffee. Without hesitation Marinette rushes over. She pulls out napkins and an anti-stain stick. She offers them up to the woman freely. Distrust fills the woman's eyes as she takes the offered objects. The woman nods in thank you as she walks away.

Marinette stares at the space where the woman had stood for a long while before she moves again. As she heads to the van, pity and determination mixes into a jumbled mess inside of her.

Marinette Dupain-Cheng knows many things, like how she is going to do anything to help these people in a place too dark.

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[tarrenterror25]

Ah, Tarren - congrats!! So excited for you, absolutely so well-deserved. Reading your fics and thots and posts has been such a pleasure! And this is such a fun celebration - I can’t wait to see what you share with us 💖

Could I please request: Alfred Pennyworth + Regency + “I feel things for you that I shouldn’t.”?

Congrats again, my friend!!! 💖✨

OKAY so you and @communism-bitches requested the same thing! So this one is for the both of you! For that, this is longer than 500 words 💕

Thank you so much, J! 💕 I'm so glad you've enjoyed reading my fics and thots! I get all warm and fuzzy reading all of your feedback! Thank you so much for supporting my writing 💕

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Alfred Pennyworth x F!Reader

Alfred Pennyworth + Regency + "I feel things for you that I shouldn't."

Tags: Age-gap, boxing Word Count: 1.2K

It's that time of the year when Oswald Cobblepot is hosting his annual soiree at his home or his "winter palace" as he calls it. You hate going, but for you to refuse the invitation would cause a stir. It's not that the party is boring or dull, quite the opposite actually.

It's a madhouse.

The gentleman and ladies present never seem to get along, but somehow they all attend anyways. Cobblepot manor is always packed with guests and lively with all kinds of festivities. Usually during a card game, Mr. Dent would seemingly become a different person should he lose and you could always expect the most scandalous of gossip to come from Ms. Vale who just seemed to know everything about everyone. Often you would spend time with Pamela who spent her time in the gardens, preferring the quiet of the flowers versus the crowds. Sometimes you would chat with Harleen, she was great fun to be around though a bit raucous for a lady.

But there was one person who, for the past few years, made it all worthwhile. Since the two of you crossed paths, you looked forward to seeing him here.

You and Alfred Pennyworth, the mysterious guardian of Bruce Wayne, first met in the parlor of Cobblepot Manor where a game of charades was taking place. The two of you hung back in the wings of the room and, dare you say, mildly flirted with each other. Both of you talked all night and you quickly forgot the bickering taking place in the parlor happening over the game. Every year after that, you two sought each other and would spend the entire evening talking about nothing and everything all at once. You even dared to exchange letters with him this last year.

Now you're here, dressed in your finest gown and you're looking around, trying to spot Alfred, but there's no sign of him. Usually you find each other rather quickly. You adjust your gloves and wander the halls of the manor, fighting through the crowds of people looking for him, but he's nowhere to be seen.

Did he not come this year?

Oh, how your heart starts to ache.

You've grown so fond of him; your last letter might have been a tad playful in its tone and you recall how when you wrote that you realized your fondness was indeed an attraction to the older gentleman. Like a butterfly to flowers in spring, you found yourself always gravitating to him and quickly found it wasn't just his personality you liked. You never forget the year you saw him remove his coat and roll up his sleeves as some of the gentleman went out to the yard for a bit of rough housing. You could not deny the awakening in you as you watched the older man hold his own against the younger men. One young lad who was talking a big game came to regret the challenge when Alfred dodged his right hook and delivered a quick solid jab to the man's stomach making the younger man double over in pain before falling to the ground. Alfred, ever the gentleman chuckled and kindly helped him up.

You head outside where more people are gathered. There's a table with some morsels placed enticingly on some serving dishes and as you reach for one of them, your hand brushes another that simultaneously has also reached for the same. Your eyes flick over to the hand, it's broad and looks strong, a gold ring with a "W" on its face. Your gaze travels up the arm and to the person next to you and you smile as your heart flutters.

It's Alfred.

He smiles, too, but it looks...melancholic.

"Pleasure to see you as always, miss," he says placing his hands behind his back.

"You're here!" you say excitedly, but then chance a playful quirk of your brow as you ask, "Have you been avoiding me?"

His smile grows a little wider and he holds up his left hand, his right coming to rest on his chest. "You've caught me," he says.

Sensing a somberness in his tone, you ask, "...Truly?"

Wordlessly, he glances around to be sure no one is paying attention to the two of you. He gently grasps your hand. The gesture makes your breath hitch as he leads you away from the crowd, quite stealthily you might add. No one seems to have noticed that the two of you have disappeared.

He stops when the two of you turn a corner and reach a small set of steps leading up to a balcony overlooking the section of yard not occupied by guests. No one seems to have been bothering to venture in this area.

The pair of you sit on a stone bench on the balcony, his hand still holding yours for a brief moment more before letting go. The older man finally lets out a sigh. "I was hoping we wouldn't run into each other this year," he says.

"Why?" you ask. "Have I done something?"

"No, no, miss," he assures you. "I suppose...it is I who has done something."

"I don't understand," you say shifting a bit closer to him.

His gaze flicks down to where your knee brushes his and then back up to your face. If you had blinked you would have missed his tongue darting out ever so slightly to lick his lips.

"I feel things for you that I shouldn't," Alfred says. "A man my age...it is probably inappropriate."

You smile and let out a small chuckle, relief washing over you. "Alfred," you say turning your body to face his even more, your gloved hand coming to rest on his. "I feel things, too."

He looks surprised. "You do?"

"I do," you reply.

A content silence hangs between the two of you as you gaze into each other's eyes.

"I'd like to ask before it's too late," Alfred says. "I'd like to request that next year I do not see you like this." His hand comes up to cup your face. "I do not wish to rendezvous with you in empty hallways or secluded balconies. I should like to see you accompanying me to this event instead."

"Yes! Of course!" You smile bashfully and repeat yourself, trying to contain your enthusiasm.

There's a silence again.

"Alfred?"

"Yes?"

The two of your scoot closer to each other, thighs pressing against each other, his hand still on your cheek, brushing his thumb across your skin, and his other hand coming to rest on your waist.

"Can...Can I kiss you?" you ask softly.

Your bold nature has the corners of his mouth turn up as he smiles at you, his blue eyes beaming with adoration. He slowly leans in towards you and kisses you. It's a soft and chaste kiss, but slow and romantic. His lips linger on yours long enough that you can taste the fruit and tea he's had from the party. When he pulls away, there's a growing desire in the pit of your stomach for more. He seems to sense it as he speaks and says with a chuckle, "We should be getting back now."

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Taxes, Taxes, Taxes-Chapter 18

Fandom: Supergirl

Characters: Kara Danvers, Clark Kent, Samantha Arias, Lena Luthor, Lillian Luthor, Ruby Arias, Oliver Queen, John Stewart, Diana Prince, Bruce Wayne, Barry Allen, J'onn J'onnz, Alfred Pennyworth, Lois Lane, Cat Grant, Lucy Lane, Damian Wayne, Felicity Smoak, Streaky the Supercat, Martha Kent

Summary: What if superheroes had to pay a property damage tax every time they had a fight in the city?

Chapter 1, Chapter 2, Chapter 3, Chapter 4, Chapter 5, Chapter 6, Chapter 7, Chapter 8, Chapter 9, Chapter 10, Chapter 11, Chapter 12, Chapter 13, Chapter 14, Chapter 15, Chapter 16, Chapter 17

Trigger Warning: There is a bit of violence towards the beginning.

Lena rolled her neck from the left to the right as she rode down her private elevator. It had been a long day at the hospital. Mostly it was of her just doing paperwork for the upcoming Christmas Drive they were hosting this year. Lena loved doing the work because it brings so much joy to the children who are stuck at the hospital for sometimes months at a time. However, planning something this big requires a lot of details and often monotonous work. Her assistant, Jess, helped her tremendously, but there were still multiple things that Lena needed to handle that should couldn’t push off on someone else. She sighed as she massaged her left shoulder as the elevator door opened to the parking garage. She was about to head to her car when she heard a ping. She instantly knew that it was from Kara and quickly searched her bag for her device. She found it a couple of seconds later and saw the following message: Can’t wait for our date in two days! Are you going to give me a hint on how to dress?

Lena smiled and instantly felt her stress float away. She wrote back: Glad to see you are just as excited as me. I can’t wait to see you! As for our date… perhaps you would want to wear something casual. We will be doing a lot of walking in a public place.

Lena was about to put the device back in her pocket when she heard another ping. She looked at the device and smiled. Kara had sent her a heart-eye emoji and said, Ah, the intrigue and mystery. You sure know how to keep a girl on her toes.

Lena chuckled and typed back, I strive to do my best.

Kara instantly replied, Well, I look forward to seeing your best tomorrow. Maybe, it will inspire me to dress my best. Perhaps using the photo shoot we did as an inspiration.

Lena gulped at that last statement. The outfits that she wore to the photoshoot, especially her bikini nearly made her pass out last time. She wasn’t sure if she could pull off the plans she had for her Friday if she was busy drooling over her outfit like she almost did the last time. 

Lena typed back shakily, I look forward to seeing your best outfit is on Friday.

Kara replied back with a smiling winking face emoji. Lena quickly put the device back into her pocket while her face flushed. She almost forgot where she was until she realized that she was still by the elevator.

She quickly started fanning herself and murmured, “That girl is going to be the death of me.”

She shook her head and chuckled after taking a couple of deep breaths and started heading to her car. It was just a short distance, only two cars down. As she walked to the car, she felt like their was a presence watching her. She turned around several times during her short walk, but saw nothing there. She shook her head. 

Maybe it is because it is dark out it is making the place look more creepy than usual. I should tell Jess to look into better lighting for the garage. 

She sighed as she went to grab the car door handle. 

Before she touched it, she heard a voice said, “I knew that one day you would show your true colors.” 

She looked up startled to see Clark standing towards the rear of the car in his Superman uniform. Lena quickly regain composure and tried to keep her face passive. 

I won’t give this asshole the satisfaction of knowing that he rattled me.

As she opened the car door, she asked, “Superman, what do I owe this lovely surprise?”

Clark took a step towards her and said, “I think I know why you are here.”

Lena looked toward him, frowned and asked, “Why should I? I left you and your mom alone as you asked. I don’t know what business you have with me.”

“Did you really think I wouldn’t find out that you had Kryptonite in your possession?”

Lena’s face nearly faltered, but she kept her face passive.

So Lex was after me. Dammit. 

Lena began to think about her options. Lex obviously set up her somehow. He probably used someone nonthreatening to tip Superman off. Lena looked up at Superman and noticed that he had a deadly glare about him. She slowly reached into her pocket, grabbed the device, and hit the emergency button. 

She stared back calmly as much as she could at Superman and asked, “Would you believe me if I told you that Lex set me up and instigated this confrontation?”

Superman then chuckled eerily at her. Despite trying to hold a strong stance, it sent chills down her spine. Clark’s chuckle died down after a couple of moments and started glaring at her menacingly. Lena then saw a blur moving towards her. Before she could react, she felt her body being instantly zoomed and pinned hard against the wall in front of her car. She feels disoriented and dizzy like she is gasping for air and her eyes are blurry. She tried to speak, but she couldn’t. She felt like her throat was being crushed in on itself. The only thing she could see in her vision was a pair of two red glowing circles. She tried to claw at her throat, but she felt something swat her hands away roughly. Then she heard a deep chuckle that made her body tremble even more. 

“You may have fooled her, but you don’t fool me. I will show her that you are just as evil as Lex ever be.”

She tried to reach back for her throat again, but Superman smacked back her hand and started to cackle. She was slowly feeling herself losing consciousness. As her vision started going black, she started thinking about her life and the regrets she had. She wished that she had spent more time with her mom and Ruby, she wished that she was more active instead of constantly being at work all the time, but there was one thing that trumped them all.

I wished I asked her out sooner. 

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BEST DAD BATTLE: BAPELSIN BRACKET FINAL

Okay okay I will finally explain bapelsin. It is from an old Swedish program where you could call the host, and the person who called was asked to name 3 fruits that begin with B. The boy went “banana, then bapelsin you old man!”

So yeah, all along I’ve been using this old Swedish joke that started as a placeholder that later turned into a bracket name.