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dclovesdanny · 7 months ago
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To avoid the TUE timeline, Danny was sent to live with his Aunt Harley and Aunt Ivy. Danny loved his aunts, and was slowly starting to heal from his family’s deaths.
Then, they heard about the Joker breaking out. He saw Aunt Harley’s hands shake. He saw the constant anxiety in her movements, automatically checking on them every few minutes, and he heard the nightmares and sobbing as aunt Harley worried that the Joker would hurt him and Aunt Ivy.
Danny lost one family. He wasn’t willing to loose another.
Two days later, the Joker’s body was found, mangled and twisted, with a message carved into his back.
Don’t touch my family
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quadrantadvisor · 8 months ago
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Alright new Jason Todd headcanons in a dpxdc setting:
Danny is a "liminal" ghost, rather than a "half" ghost. He's alive and dead at the same time. (He's like Jesus Christ (in the church denomination I grew up in), fully ghost and fully human.) Danny, in human form, can go through a ghost shield, because he IS a living human.
Jason, however, is a reanimated corpse. He isn't a ghost, wouldn't have a ghost core, etc, he has a normal human system that runs ON ectoplasm. Jason CANNOT go through a ghost shield, because he is always an ectoplasmic entity. Danny can go through the Fenton Ghost Catcher and be split into a ghost and a human; if Jason went through the ghost catcher, he would straight up die.
(For my purposes I'm gonna say that Jason became an ectoplasmic entity upon his resurrection, but wasn't very stable. Dunking in the Lazarus pit stabilized his system but also poisoned his ectoplasm.)
I do think that Jason could learn certain ghost abilities if he learned to harness his ectoplasm, especially if they detoxed him off the Lazarus waters. He's probably already enhancing his stealth and strength in ways he hasn't really noticed. I think he's held back by the amount of physical matter he's lugging around, so maybe he couldn't fly, but I'm imagining temporary invisibility, or intagibility of like, a limb at a time. Maybe he can't walk through walls, but in a fight he can dodge by instinctively making the targeted part of his body intangible.
#i saw someone call jason a 'revenant' in a fanfic once and that is juicy as hell so I'm stealing that- that's what he is in this au#Jason's ectoplasm does react to other ectoplasmic entities so they can sense eachother#but for ghosts he's fucking weird because he doesn't have a core for them to resonate with or w/e#danny would probably think that he's another halfa/liminal at first but the more time they spend together the more that doesn't add up#so I know that I'm trying to give Jason ghost powers but honestly this whole thing is kind of a bum deal for him#he gets all of a ghost's weaknesses and barely any of the benefits#honestly I'm conceptualizing this as more of a disability than a superpower#discovering that youre less alive than you thought you were and you're technically just a walking talking corpse running on supernatural go#is fucked up and creepy and upsetting!#and it's something that he would have to come to terms with before he could start exploring what new opportunities it might give him#and i think that's really interesting#it's part of why I love messing with Jason in dpxdc stories so much#danny is fully ghost and fully human and he never feels like he fits in anywhere already#Jason is not quite human and not quite ghost so you can imagine how that would go for him#anyways i think they should be best friends and visit frostbite in the realms to make sure jason is healthy and also they should maybe kiss#and listen to the black parade together and talk about dying and stuff#danny fenton#jason todd#dp x dc#dpxdc#danny phantom#dc#batfam#my rambles#revenant jason todd
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mikami1992 · 2 days ago
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The headache and the ringing of his phone was what woke Bruce up… without seeing anything (the light only increased the pain) he groped for his phone from the floor next to the bed…
"Father, how could you do such a crazy thing…" the angry voice of his son was the first thing he heard when he answered the phone…
"Damian, I don't understand you, what madness?"….
"The one you committed yesterday and now…"
a noise on the other side of the bed was what finally woke Bruce up… and it was what he saw in his hand when he turned to see what he was doing that allowed him to understand what madness Damian was talking about…
…. he had gotten married drunk…
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mionkings · 6 months ago
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Vlad did not expect this shit at all what the fuck???
You know those twin/sibling aus with Danny and Damian? That but in Vlad's POV
CMON I feel like it's underutilized, given how Vlad has an obsession with wanting Danny to be his son when he ISNT greedy for power and control.
Like Vlad Masters takes pride in thinking that he knows everything about Danny like the creepy bastard he is.
So imagine when shit hits the fan as always with these AUs; Vlad expects Danny to come crawling to him or at least last a few days until he gives up and finally goes to Vlad for help.
But then Danny disappears, and Vlad doesn't know where the brat is. Time passes by, and no matter what, Daniel hasn't come out of whatever hidey hole he is. That is until PLOT HAPPENS AGAIN- Vlad gets a hint that Daniel is in GOTHAM of all places- so he goes!
And most of the time when Vlad finally shows up in these aus, it's of course at the Gotham Gala–time to start shit up!
There he finds Daniel with Bruce Wayne of all people, hanging out with that Wayne's youngest child. Where Vlad sees the eerie similarities with Daniel and the Wayne Boy, minus the eyes and what-not. He sees Daniel staying close to Brucie and his son, that will not do.
This would give Vlad the opportunity to finally mold the brat into his perfect son, and even get Maddie in the process!
But of course, with these aus, Vlad doesn't get Daniel, so Vlad is pissed because how dare the brat choose Wayne over Vlad Masters???
Why would the boy choose Brucie Wayne over coming with Vlad?! Over coming home?! Over his parents?! Vlad would understand, even be elated since usually in these types of aus, Danny has a falling out with the Fentons or it just isn't safe at home anymore.
But after all, this is Vlad's POV: he'd be pissed and confused on WHY Daniel would dare choose Wayne over him, he could support Daniel just fine, he knows what the boy needs.
But the way that angry brat glared murderously at Vlad; and Daniel doesn't do anything to get the Wayne boy to stop, in fact he seems concerned for the other boy who's glare would kill. Bruce Wayne even seemed smart enough to get Daniel and his son away with a smile, and Daniel is letting them.
These people shouldn't be this protective of the boy, given that somehow Daniel ended up in their care. But the way, Danny Fenton seems to trust them enough to know that he could travel with them willingly...
But WHY would he???
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bookishtheaterlover7 · 10 months ago
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This feels like the Wayne Kids scaring off Bruce's flavor of the week. 😆 They don't want some airhead wannabe socialite with more boobs or ass than brains as part of their family so... Subtle scare tactics it is...
Bonus: Alfred totally covers for them 🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣
I love the idea of the Wayne kids dropping extremely vague and disturbing comments during galas. Especially when in uncomfortable situations or if they're just bored. They pull out things from their nightlife too. Other times they just make shit up.
Socialite: Oh, dear, your cheeks look so sullen! Who sucked the life out of you?
Tim, dead serious: An old man with a goatee.
Socialite: Uh... what?
Dick: Once I broke my knee so badly that I swear I could see part of the bone sticking out.
Socialite: Good lord. How on earth did that happen?
Dick: Just clumsy gymnast things ^^
Socialite: The white streak is certainly a bold fashion choice.
Jason: I saw someone get decapitated once, so I could be doing worse in terms of what's on my head, yknow? At least I have one.
Socialite: What's your favourite colour, sweetie?
Damian: Red.
Socialite: Oh that's lovely!
Damian: Like the blood of my enemies.
Socialite: Oh.
Socialite: You must be new to these kind of events.
Duke: Uh, yeah, they're kind of scary. But I've had worse.
Socialite: Worse.
Duke: Well I've been left on top of a skyscraper before with no way down just to 'get over my fear of heights' so, yes.
Socialite: You don't talk very loud, do you? I can barely hear you.
Cass, with a straight face: If I spoke any louder every glass in the room would shatter.
Tim, behind her: I can vouch.
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uranium-glass-dice · 8 months ago
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I want less of "the Drakes were terrible people and parents and Bruce rescues poor sad Timmy" (not knocking the trope it just got old for me)
And more of Bruce suffering a hell of his own creation as he tries to figure out how to parent Timothy "latchkey kid" Drake, who doesn't respect the concept of having parental supervision in general and more specifically Bruce's authority as his new guardian at all, because Tim was basically his caretaker for the entire beginning of his tenure as Robin
Any kind of Parental Action would have Bruce choking in his own hypocrisy. Like... imagine trying to get your teenage son to go to bed when he's been putting your ass down for naps for like, years, by that point. Imagine telling him to eat healthier when at 13 years old he was helping your butler with designing your meal plan 'cause you were too depressed to eat
Bruce gently tries to get him to stop working on a case to take a break, and Tim raises a single withering eyebrow (he learned this from Alfred) and Bruce immediately shuts up. Tim only listens to Bruce when he wants to and being legally adopted by the man hasn't changed that
(And I want fics of the rest of the batfam reacting to this dynamic soooooooo bad)
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sistertotheknowitall · 11 months ago
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I love the idea of Danny being just Some Guy.
Like yes he’s Phantom, yes he has ghost powers, yes he’s the King of the Infinite Realms. But to the BatFam? That is just Some Guy. A random dude - if you will.
They are positively baffled by him. Like he’s completely normal as far as they (and the background check) can see. Yet, he. Is. EVERYWHERE. (Not actually but it sure feels like it.)
The kids have a running bingo card of where he’ll turn up. Outside a warehouse they’re raiding? Check. Stopped a mugging? He was the one being mugged. Tim’s favorite coffee shop? He was just hired as a barista.  Seriously it’s like everytime they turn around he’s there.
Which wouldn’t be such a problem if he REACTED NORMALLY. But no. He doesn’t flee in fear, stare in awe, he doesn’t even try to say thank you. This man looked Batman in the eye and called him the furry vigilante - TO HIS FACE! He casually referred to Dick as “the flying monkey one” to Red Robin while also calling Tim a literal walking Red Flag. When he crosses paths with Duke he doesn’t always speak but he does always give him a snack. (Sometimes it’s candy, sometimes it’s fruit but it’s always food. And he only gives them to Duke.)
He once told Jason that he didn’t care that he was a crime lord and built like a brick house, Danny would kick his ass and drag his “rotted milk soul” too hell if the gun fights kept going on past midnight. (He had exams in the morning damnit.)
He will only call Damian “baby ninja” no matter how many times the kid insists that his name is Robin.
Spoiler and Orphan? The only ones he’s respectful to but even they get the occasional random comment. (“It may be a Tuesday, but if the universe is gonna make me the human equivalent of a pin cushion then I have the right to keep the knife.”) (It was actually a Friday but who were they to argue with a man bleeding out in an alley.)
Eventually the Batkids start keeping score of who has had the most out of pocket thing said to them by this random white boy.
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cutebat · 5 months ago
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I love neglected reader fics with yandere batfam, but at the same time, it kinda pisses me off when I read some small recs of the reader kinda giving in to the family who neglected them, basically forgiving a bit despite them saying MULTIPLE times that they want nothing to do with them.
So, this is my version of how I would want them to react when the batfam tries to "make up" for them:
Damian: "(name), would you like to-"
You: "No."
Damian: "Why?"
You: "Because I don't like you at all."
Damian: "But what about the times when you tried to spend some time with me?"
You: "I don't remember any of that."
Damian: "So, let's make new memories together with the family-"
You: "Hell no."
Damian: "(name), I will tell father about your behavior towards me."
You: "Go ahead, tell him. I don't give a shit about you, him, and the rest of this family. I literally hate every single one of you."
Damian: "You don't mean that, do you?"
You: "Oh, yes, I do. I hated you guys ever since you all neglected me, and there's nothing you can do to change my mind even if you guys try to manipulate and guilt trip me. And don't even try to use that "I was raised by the League of Assassins" bullshit with me. Now, get the hell out of 'my' room before I shove my entire foot up your ass."
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acid-ixx · 4 months ago
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You mention in the first story that the Batfam finally realizes where we are because jon showed Damian our picture while calling us his parent- so I was wondering about how Damian reacted to that? Like did he realize we’d left at that point or did he just get hit in the face with that info?
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a/n: y'all i have clogged nose and i hate it LMAO. anyways, i'm gonna write smth about this soon but damian's character for both the series again & again and this series is genuinely one of the more complicated to write because of how he's raised but it really goes like this—
"jon... what do you mean? that's my—"
he cuts himself off before he could continue running his mouth off. damian ignores the slight raise of jon's eyebrow, his thoughts running a mile every second.
his parent? no, never once in his life has damian considered you his parent, pushing you away whenever you try to bond with him. whatever gifts you gave him, no matter how small, or big, expensive, or inexpensive they are, he always makes a show of ripping them away right in front of you.
he told you himself. you are not his parent, never will be his parent, you'll never replace talia's standing, and there will never be a time where damian will see you as one. dick, jason, tim, literally anyone can consider you as theirs, but damian is a product of two genetically perfect individuals— you are imperfect, and it's not your business to coddle him just because you are merely married to his father in paper.
no matter how much you softly gaze at him with loving eyes, invite him with welcoming arms, praise his passion for drawing; all you'll do is weaken him and damian hates feeling weak, hates how you tempt him into melting into a puddle. that automatically makes you a burden in his book.
he hates you, and he should've been glad you disappeared off of the face of the manor.
yet the record stands still: why are you with jon? why do you hold him like he is the world in the picture? what does he mean by "sorry, damian, but me and my parents are gonna go to the carnival later!"? you, as in, bruce's spouse? why are you with them, of all people?
... why does jon get to have fun, with you? and he doesn't...?
and yet he couldn't reply to him, not when his friend babbles on for longer about his... parent. about how you, make him feel so complete. that you'll be the one helping him with his science fare project, how you two spent the night yesterday building a volcano, how you treat him with ice cream every time he achieves a good enough grade for a subject, how you, you, you always spoil jon, always comfort him, read him bedtime stories, matched bracelets, sung karaoke together, played board games with each other, picked him up from school, help him with assignments—
the more jon goes on, the more damian wants to rip his hair out. he doesn't know, doesn't know why he's suddenly pissed. is it because jon can never shut up, or because he couldn't shut up about you? about how perfect you are apparently? how you're the ideal parent he never once bat an eye on? the domestic life jon seems to brag about, it's something damian secretly wanted, and it's all ripped away from him.
it makes damian wonder, would you have done the same for him?
he knows it in himself, that if he hadn't pushed you away, he might've been in jon's place.
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bbbbbbbbatman · 1 year ago
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The first time the JL meets one of the batfam it’s when they walk into the tower for a meeting and find Batman passed out asleep in a chair and a young man in a black and blue suit drawing a mustache on him.
Their jaws drop. They know Batman doesn't kill but they're pretty sure they're going to witness a murder when he wakes up.
The man hears them come in and straightens up and tosses the marker behind him. "Hello."
The JL isn't really sure how to react as they shuffle in, but the noise wakes Batman up.
Everybody's staring at him and his mustache but he doesn't notice at first and everybody's wondering if they should say something. The young man winks and makes a shushing gesture.
"This is Nightwing. I brought him in because he's relevant to one of our cases. He will not be staying long."
Everybody hesitantly takes their seat. Batman tries to start the meeting, but they're still staring. "What? What are you all staring at?"
Nobody speaks but Superman pulls out his phone, turns the camera on selfie mode and silently hands it over.
Batman stares at his face for a few seconds, jaw grinding.
This is it. Everybody's sure shit's about to go down.
But Batman just takes in a long, deep breath. "Nightwing."
Nightwing just kicks back, putting his feet up on the table. "This is your fault, you know. You wouldn't've passed out like that if you hadn't stayed up for 3 days straight and made yourself vulnerable."
Batman is silent for a minute, clearly trying to contain his anger.
"This better not be sharpie."
Nightwing just shrugs his shoulders. "Guess you’ll just have to find out," he says cheerily.
The JL waits for more, for some kind of reaction but Batman just takes a few deep breaths, threatens that if anyone comments on the mustache they will not like the consequences, then carries on with the meeting.
The JL is baffled, sure that if one of them had tried that they'd be dead by now.
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corkinavoid · 7 months ago
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DPxDC Danny's Strange Gifts to the Bats
So you know how it's common knowledge to not accept any gifts from the Fae? Well, even if the batfam knows about it - I mean, they've dealt with a lot of otherworldly stuff, besides, you shouldn't take things from strangers no matter if they are Fae or not - they might not always abide by it. Unknowingly.
The trick is that you never know if it's a gift or not when you're dealing with the fair folk.
So things start appearing in the Wayne manor. Nothing out of the ordinary, really. A book left on the table in the library, a vintage teacup in the kitchen drawer, a cat toy with some real bird feathers. No one pays them much attention. After all, when you live in a family this big, you don't really keep track of who brings home what.
The book was probably left by Jason. The teacup is most likely Alfred's new addition. The cat toy is totally Damian's. It's not the first time and surely not the last when one or another member of the flock brought something to the manor. The book is put on the shelf, the teacup is now Steph's favorite, and Alfred the cat really likes those feathers.
And then, one day, they all get down for breakfast. Damian is the first to appear, with Alfred the cat in his hands, then comes Dick, who stayed in the manor for the weekends, and Steph, who was here for the movie night and decided going home was too much work. Tim comes to the table with a tablet that is quickly put away the moment Alfred starts serving food. Bruce and Duke come the last, taking their seats, and it is almost like a signal for everyone to start eating. After all, everyone is here now. It is peaceful and quiet, a rare but not unwelcome occurrence that Bruce greatly appreciates.
That is, until a few minutes later, Damian appears in the doorway.
"Good morning," he greets, and everyone at the table freezes.
And then does a double take.
Damian is in the doorway.
Damian is also sitting in his seat, eating waffles, the only one who did not stop when the other Damian appeared.
There are two of them.
Damian-sitting-at-the-table looks up to Damian-standing-in-the-doorway and smiles. His face is stuffed with waffles.
"Goov movning, bvothev," he greets back, and before anyone else can react, Damian-in-the-doorway clicks his tongue.
"You are in my seat. Move."
"I don't see your name on it, therefore it is not yours," argues the other one, not moving from his place. Yet now, when everyone can see his eyes, they finally notice the difference. The one sitting at the table has blue eyes.
Tim all but jumps up from his seat, slamming his hands on the tabletop:
"You-" he nearly chokes on his words, when blie-eyed Damian looks at him, and then at everyone at the table with a confused frown.
"But I thought you liked the vintage films for your camera that I got you? And those four-leaved clovers?" He asks, looking almost hurt. The normal, green-eyed Damian looks thoroughly disappointed:
"Have you been accepting my brother's gifts, Drake? You're lucky they were not courtship gifts."
"Court-" Tim sputters in the middle of the word, looking between the two.
Bruce lets out a long, absolutely resigned sigh. Was it too much to ask for just one, single normal morning?..
Long story short, Danny, being a fae and also just generally a little shit, kept leaving gifts for Bats all over the manor, and they all unknowingly accepted them one way or another, so now Danny has the power to ask for something in return. He chooses to just come to the manor and dump the fact that he is going to live here on them at breakfast. Technically, he just ended the long line of gifts by giving the last one, himself.
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nosyrobin · 2 months ago
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I saw this was in your list of things to write but nobody's sent you an ask yet (I think) sooo...
How would an Omegaverse Batfam react if M!Sibling!reader presented as an Alpha/Beta/Omega? Would they be more protective if reader was an Omega? More like a sibling rivalry situation if they're an Alpha?
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If batbro was ever an alpha, which I hc that if the batfam was in omegaverse that all the boys would either be betas or alphas. If batbro was an alpha, there would definitely be some kind of rivalry between the boys and batbro. But never too serious. It would line wolves playfully roughhousing until one says “ima be the main alpha when blah blah blah dies.” Then it gets a little serious.
But other than that, it’s probably nothing much rather than the batfam making sure you don’t crash out and act crazy around omegas. Dick probably tries to make you do dates because he already found himself one from a hook up. You can deny all you want but really your older brother just wants you to be happy with your omega.
Jason probably warns you about real dangerous omegas he heard around when patrol as red hood, he probably puts a tracker on you.
Tim, he doesn’t care much since you are an alpha like the rest of the family. He’s a beta, he’s smart enough to know you can take care of yourself. But at the same time there are dangerous omegas that will try and drug his brother he cares for since he is a Wayne. So he puts a tracker onto you as well.
Damian tries hard to not care for you. He glares at you, he basically growls at you. Trying to put on a hard shell, but he can’t help but stand by you everytime. He’s an alpha, and to another alpha to another. The pack must protect each other.
BETA
If batbro was a beta, I feel like the family would be very normal about it. Not disappointed that their brother is not an alpha, but at least he’s a beta.
The family is so glad their brother is a beta since beta’s are practically human beings in the omegaverse. No rut/heat, no aggressive or submissive behavior that can lead to tragedies. Just pure normal behavior.
Though that doesn’t mean your alpha and beta brothers won’t be protective of you. Of course they’re protective of you! You’re the one that puts the brothers and family together like glue like Alfred. You’re sane, you’re calm, and you’re a beta. You’re the package they need to relax after a terrible patrol.
Neither the less, it’s pretty chill for batbro who’s a beta.
OMEGA
Oh boy..if batbro was ever an omega….the batfamily is so protective over their omega family member. Always making sure the omega male has suppressants on during heat season. If batbro was ever around an alphas that wasn’t any of the batfamily members, Jason and dick are immediately behind the omega trying to see if the alpha has any bad intentions. Alphas know another alpha. Especially Jason since he knows how alphas can get around omegas.
Damian wouldn’t hesitate to chop off any alpha’s head for his brother. And Tim, Tim doesn’t mind doxing and scaring a few alphas away from his brother.
Bruce, ooooh boy. Bruce would definitely go Batman mode if an alpha even dares to try and be aggressive to his poor omega of a son. Jason would even give the alpha a little red hood visit with a gun loaded in his hand. These two don’t play.
They always keep tabs on you, because in omegaverse being an omega is basically a death wish. But being in Gotham is even worse than a death wish itself. They don’t care if you trained to fight as well and can kick mean ass. There can still be people that can always beat batbro up so they just track him 24/7.
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jasmines-library · 10 months ago
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Hey! i just wanted to say that your work is phenomenal! You got me sobbing in bed at 3 in the morning. I was wondering if I could request a Batfam x child!Wayne!Reader (maybe 4/5 years old) and what they’re all like (individually) when picking her up from school? In her class, they were learning about the great Batman, and all the hard work he does for the city, keeping everybody safe and whatnot. And obviously, she’s too small to know Bruce is Batman.. how would they all react to little baby Wayne rambling about cool Batman who has his own car and sidekick? I’d imagine she’s a very talkative kid, very sweet and friendly, and a very big-Daddy’s girl, but it’s completely up to you.
Thanks for listening to my rambling.. and keep up your awesome work!
Baby Wayne
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Note: This is one of the most adorable requests ever anon! Thank you for requesting and thank you for your kind words. I hope I’ve done your request justice.
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BRUCE:
He could see the smile on your face from the doorway. Bright and beaming as you sat cross-legged on the floor, leaning forward to listen to your teacher. The second you saw him lingering in the doorframe however, the smile grew and you were up on your feet in seconds and tottering over to him.
Wrapping your arms around his legs you hugged him tightly and looked up at him with big eyes. Picking you up and resting you on his hip, Bruce pressed a kiss to your forehead.
“Hey sweetheart. Good day?”
You nodded excitedly, clinging to your dad. “We learnt about Batman today!” You exclaimed.
Bruce couldn’t help the small smirk that crept onto his face. You were still too young to know about his identity and he did well to keep it from you. You were always exploring and wondering off in the manor. He was sure you would make a fine vigilante one day, but for now he was keep to keep you sheltered.
“Oh really?” He raised a brow.
“Yep!” You said, popping the ‘p’. “He’s awesome! He has a cool car and side kicks! And he keeps the city safe! He’s super cool.”
Bruce bounced you up in his arms, savouring the joy in your voice. “Is that so?”
“Uh-huh.” You nodded. “When I grow up I wanna be just like him Daddy!”
“I’m sure you will be kiddo.” Bruce smiled. “I’m sure you will.”
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DICK:
He was waiting by the school gates, leaning up against the metal framing when your class came piling out of the doors. Bruce was out on a meeting, so he was tasked with collecting you from school, which of course he had no problem doing.
When you saw him, he made his way over slowly, watching as your face lit up at the sight of him and you came running over him with your bag hanging halfway off one shoulder.
“Dick look!” You beamed crashing into him as you ran a little too fast. Moving away you pointed to the yellow and black sticker you had plastered to the hem of the coat.
Dick crouched down to your height. “What you got there, squirt?”
“It’s the bat signal.” You announced proudly. “We learnt about it in class today.”
“You learnt about Batman?” Dick asked. He had wondered how long it would be until you began to learn about what they did.
“Yes we learnt about all of the heroes. But Batman is my favourite because he saves the city and he has a sidekick!” You grinned “Robin! I like him too.”
Dick hid his little grin by tussling your hair. He couldn’t wait for you to learn more.
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JASON:
Seeing Jason picking you up was a nice surprise for you when you finished class. You were ecstatic to see him and ran up to him squealing.
“Jay!” You giggled and he picked up and spun you around in the air. “I missed you.”
He had been away on business. You had constantly been asking Bruce about when you would see him again. You had began to miss his face at home.
“Guess what we’ve been learning about!?”
“Hmm.” Jason bit his lip pretending to think “pirate ballerinas”
You placed a playful hit to his chest with a laugh. “No silly. Batman!”
A-ha. Jason thought. this would be interesting. He wondered how much you had been told, though he doubted no matter how much you had learnt, that you had managed to piece things together.
“Was it good?” He asked you.
“It was great! He saves all of the people and is a real hero!” You said waving your arms animatedly. “He’s so brave!”
“He is.” Jason agreed. “Just like you little Wayne”
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TIM:
Tim found you doodling at one of the tables in the library. You had an array of colours sprawled out in front of you as you scribbled on the pieces of paper infront of you.
He peered over your shoulder trying to catch a glimpse of your drawing. You had draw stick figures, which made it hard to go by but even with your messy doodles he could make out the distinctive domino masks of the Robin and the black of Batman’s suit and cowl. He knew them like the back of his hand, so it was no surprise.
“What you drawing, kiddo?” He asked you.
You gripped the drawing with your hands and held it up proudly to him. “Batman and Robin. We learnt about them in class so I wanted to draw them.”
“It’s very good kid.” Tim told you, handing you back the drawing of the lopsided people only for you to hand it back to him.
“Can we put it on the fridge?” You asked curiously “I want to show it to Dad. I bet he thinks Batman is awesome too!” You blabbed “do you think he will like it, Timmy?”
“I’m sure he will.”
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DAMIAN:
Dami was reading in the library when you plonked yourself beside him. Well…kind of. You struggled up onto the couch first.
“What are you doing?” You frowned, trying to read see over his shoulder.
He was reading up on one of Gotham’s villains that was causing havoc in the city. His first instinct was to shut it so you couldn’t read any of it…but then he remembered that you were still only learning to read.
“I’m reading a book on Batman.” He half-lied, setting the book to one side so you could clamber into his lap.
“Ooh I like Batman too.” You nodded.
Damian frowned. You weren’t supposed to know about that yet. “Where did you learn about him?”
“At school.”
Damian relaxed a little.
“He has a super cool cape! And a big car that he drives really fast around the city to stop the bad guys!”
“Sounds dangerous.” Damian smirked.
“Yes…” you trailed off. “But he is allowed to do it because he is Batman.” You decided.
“Is that right? He teased.
“Yes.
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I hope that was okay! I hope you don’t mind that I changed it a little at the end: I didn’t want it to get too repetitive.
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i-cant-sing · 7 months ago
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Mmmhhh thinking about Yandere Batfam reacting to a reader who runs a very popular blog where she absolutely bashes Batman and Robins- and the batfam takes your criticism very seriously. Maybe not at first, but then Damian (the easiest to tick) got pissed off when you wrote how "he's just a kid in a cheap Halloween costume" and when Damian gets pissed off, he whines. He whines and whines and whines until Dick and Bruce finally listen to him and do something about it. That's when they find out about the extensive threads about them, criticising meticulously each and every action of theirs, how they're causing more financial harm to Gotham and allowing themselves to be idolised and causing more people to comit crimes just so that they could have their 5 seconds of fame with Batman. And ofc theirs a whole page about the Batsignal.
I mean, Damian and Tim have already found out who runs the page (though they had a little bit of a hard time sniffing u out. You were good at covering your tracks). While Damian and Tim are busy going to "have a talk with you", Bruce is at home reading your entire blog about Batfam and realising how some of your points.... kinda makes sense. So, he buys the app where you write your blogs, then has Damian bring you over to the Wayne offices, where he explains he just wanted to meet the person running the blog that generates the most readers on the app. You, just a 23 year old student who's blogging as a side hustle.
You're obviously stunned because why are you meeting Bruce Wayne and also confused because again, why are you here exactly??? Bruce just says that he likes your insights and would like to know more, and he's happy to pay you by the hour you spend talking to him and also on the blog.
He's very much determined to make Batman and Robins be good in your mind, and not that he cares much about what people think about him, it doesn't hurt to have good PR for heroes, lest people should try revolting against Justice league and only end up hurting themselves. There's only so much he could do to calm his metahuman friends.
You're again- CONFUSED, but you like money. The only thing you tell him is that you get to write whatever you want, complete creative control and that you can write about anyone you wish. Ofc, it doesn't register to Bruce that you could possibly write against his family- against his name.
So in the beginning, things are going great. Reader continues making calculated judgements and comments about Batfam and how they could possibly improve themselves, the batfam takes note and tries to do most of the things. Then you'd write something that could almost be seen as praise for "changing their old ways" and they all feel a little bit proud. They don't realise it but some members of the batfam (like damian and Dick) start craving your approval of their actions.
Perhaps something happens, maybe you don't find it fun to write about the bats anymore, so you shift your mind towards a new topic-
The Wayne's.
You research a bit, finding it a little odd at Bruve Wayne's generosity to be adopting random ass kids, a super duper clean record, no scandals or anything- it just- it doesn't feel right. No one's that clean. They have to be hiding something.
So when u can't find anything against them, you let your imagination go wild and start making conspiracy theories, kinda feel like reader goes in her gossip girl era to stir things up so that someone would come forward with something- anything.
Bruce's eyes almost bulge out as he reads the blog's headline-
"The secrets of Gotham's favourite billionaire playboy!"
Shit- did you figure out he's batman?
Nope. In fact, you covered everything but that. From theories about him adopting troubled kids for PR, to the Wayne family actually being a chauvinist cult, to conspiracies about his ties with the Rothschild, his philanthropic donations being a front for illegal activity, the Wayne Manor holding lavish nsfw parties, and even a classic "they drink virgin maiden blood!"
Bruce stood in your apartment, eyes narrowing at your sleeping form on the couch.
"Bruce? What- how did you get in?" You don't remember unlocking your door.
"What is the meaning of this?" He pulled up your article on his phone.
"Huh?" You took a closer look, rubbing the sleep out of your eyes. "Oh. Yeah, I wrote that."
"Why?"
You shrugged. "I was bored."
"What?" Bruce could feel himself getting angry. How could you be so nonchalant about the lies you wrote?
"You know this isn't true." "I do." "Then why did you write it?" "I told you, I was bored. Besides, you told me I could write about anyone." You get up with a sigh. "I don't get why you're so worried about this. Barely anyone reads this stuff."
Bruce's brows went up. "There's a 1000 plus views on this already!"
"What?" your eyes twinkled. "A thousand already? Its not even been 24 hours since I posted. Wow, people really do enjoy conspiracy-" you shut up when you saw his glare. "Right, sorry."
"Take it down, now." Bruce orders, brow twitching when you just walk past him and into the kitchen, pouring yourself some coffee. "Why?" you asks after taking a sip.
He glares at you. "Because it isnt true-"
"Then give me something that is."
Bruce stared at you. Is this... is this your way of wanting an interview?
You sighed. "Look, just let me interview you family, I promise to only write the truth and only the truth. No conspiracies, I swear."
"Or I could just fire you. Better yet, have you sued for defamation."
You nodded. "You could, but honestly that would only bring more attention to the articles and more conspiracies would arise. Besides, you and I both know you cant stop me from writing even if I'm in jail."
Bruce watched you walk upto him, holding your phone in your hand. "Come on, just one week- one week at your place, I'll even let you read the article before I post it. If you dont like it, I'll delete it."
I mean... it did sound like a pretty good bargain. Besides, at his home, youd be in a more supervised space.
So here you are, standing in the lobby of the Wayne manor as a posh butler leads you to Bruce's office. Of course Alfred will be a part of your articles. He's too fancy to not be.
And so over the course of a week, you dont really find anything particularly intriguing about the family, even after you interviewed each member. You're mentally groaning at the thought of writing yet another boring article... that is until you accidentally discover the batcave (ok not accidentally, u hid a recorder in Bruce's office and u heard the man discussing about it with Dick)
Anyways, it didnt take long for you to discover the cave, and it took you even less for you to write a scandalous article.
"RICH MAN COSPLAYS AND PRACTICES HIS JUJUTSU SKILLS ON THE MENTALLY ILL! SEE PICTURES OF WHERE HE ROLEPLAYS IN MASKS!"
Unfortunately, before you hit "post", your phone is snatched and you're knocked out.
When you come to, Bruce is sitting in front of you looking beyond pissed while you're tied up in your seat.
"We had a deal, Y/n." Bruce gritted out.
"So? Deal was off the moment I found out you were Batman." You shrugged.
"We had a deal-"
"You really expect me to just pretend like I'm blind after I found out who you really are? Do you think anyone would just give up on a scoop this big?" You tilt your head at him.
Bruce narrowed his eyes at you. "Scoop? Thats what this is to you?"
You nodded. "Sure, you're a hero who fights crime and brings "peace" to Gotham, but who knows for sure? After all, thats how you want the world to see you." You lean as far as your restraints allow you. "I dont trust you, Bruce. Not one bit. There's just- this gut feeling about you. Nothing personal, but I dont get good vibes from you."
"Is that so?" Bruce raised his brow before sighing. "I guess there's no reason to let you go then."
"What?"
He nodded to himself. "Yes, if I let you go now, you'll only cause more trouble for me, but also for yourself. If you post content like that, people will target you- yes, I definitely cant let you go. You're an impulsive idiot who'd endanger herself just to not be bored."
Your eyes widen. "You cant kill me."
Bruce scoffed. "Dont be ridiculous, I can, but I wont. I just want to take care of you, protect you from yourself." He stood up. "I did a little bit of research on you too, yknow? You keep your personal life super private, I have to give credit to you, it wasnt easy to find out about your family. But... money makes the mare go."
Your throat dried as you saw a glint in his eyes. He knew... he couldnt-
Bruce's footsteps echoed as he neared you and ruffled your hair. "Poor you... having to deal with a schizoprenic mom." He leaned down to smile gently at you, but you could sense the sinister intent.
"Dont worry, she'll be taken care of at Gotham Asylum while you stay with us."
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girl idk where i was going with this, i just needed to get it out of my drafts (i have another long incomplete draft about platonic yandere dick x gymnast reader where he basically is intrigued by this mini tonya harding who lives for her dead beat father's approval who doesnt give a shit about her unless she comes first. so its upto dick to adopt u and make u a part of batfam)
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so just a random thougth
What if the batfam suddenly got the memories of their alternative selves (readers original world) specificaly about seeing readers corpse?
hollup now this is such a cool concept
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when bruce dreamt of your cold, lifeless body drowned in your own blood, oh boy, he woke up in a cold sweat -- scrambling, reaching out for you.
he immediately seeks you out, nevermind the fact that it's 5am and you're enjoying a deep slumber, you just wake up to bruce cradling your face -- don't mind him! he's just making sure you're real.
the oddities don't stop there, dick is literally clinging onto you all day, the only time he's not hanging off your shoulder is when you've gone to piss, even then he waits outside the bathroom. don't mind him either, the image of his precious baby sibling dead, the glazed look in your eyes -- it had him waking up naseous, so when he cuddles you close, don't complain, you might hurt his feelings. :(
jason, well, he just lingers. he's not as obvious as dick but he's definetly diferrent than usual . in the past, he'd push past you in the hallways, but now? he's trailing after you like a lost puppy, he's just on edge, he doesn't know how his mind conjured up your lifeless body but it scared him, striking a chord in him he thought was buried alongside him.
tim reacts in a similiar way to bruce, when he dreamt of your death -- he was not expecting the way his head was spinning, or how his heart was racing. he's afraid, was that a premonition? were you going to die in the near future? every few hours he'll come behind you and just put his hand on your shoulder, looking at you as though you've already died, as though he physically can't look away, it's unnerving.
if you thought that's bad, whew, you're not ready for damian. your brother already thought you were weak, seeing your limp body, cold, flies running over your lifeless face -- it reminded him just how utterly helpless you are. you will be treated like you're made of glass. you're trying to cut something for food? don't you dare touch that knife, you'll hurt yourself. you've got to go downstairs? okay, but he has to trail in front of you, in case you fall, or better yet? just let him carry you. it may seem demeaning, but he's just worried for you. :(
cassandra is similiar to jason, the sight of you, her sibling, dead. it made her realise just how fragile you are, she's suddenly everywhere you are, her eyes trained on you, she's over-analysing every single one of your movements. she wants to ask if you're okay, but she's scared, she can see the frustration in each of your movements when everyone is crowding you, she afraid you'll lash out at her. she can't deal with that, not when she's still so unnerved. so just let her hover around, okay?
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me when i'm procrasinating chapter 3
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miniaturesuitgladiator · 15 days ago
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Batfam x Neglected Mortal
Kombat reader
Lucid Dreams llll
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Notes: this is part five to lucid dreams.
Warnings: child abuse ,child neglect
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Your heads hung low and you can't see their faces but you can tell their in shock. They all gasp so quietly that your almost sure that you didn't hear them. But you did.....
You mother had hit you. And despite you being stabbed and cut in your life nothing has hurt more than this.
And you don't notice but for the first time in all the time you've lived in the manor. Bruce's sees you. The real you. Not some monster. Just you.
Bruce has always kept you at arms length with such hate. But though he'd never bother to admit it ,he never truly hated you.
He was afraid.
You were something that he couldn't control. Something that he couldn't stop.
Because nomatter how many blood test or experiments he couldn't find your weakness.
Even the famous superman had kryptonite. But you? You were undoubtedly unstoppable.
The fire that you could easily create was as easy and as normal as breathing for you. And all the test bruce did showed no sign of you being a meta you were just.....normal.
But the fire that flowed through you so amazing was not normal whatsoever. Your fire was far to hot. It could burn or melt anything even superman.....
How was bruce not supposed to be scared when he lived with something that could him kill and his family so easily?
But he didn't care to realize that you are his family too. And that was his biggest mistake....
so he pushed you away. And acted as if you didn't exist. Because in his delusional mind maybe if he acted like you didn't exist you'd disappear.
But you haven't ,you've stayed. You've stayed through the pain through the mean things that everyone in this house has said and done to you.
He doesn't understand it. He never has.
Until now. He sees it he sees your reason for staying but only that. He sees your weakness.
But not only weakness, but weaknesses. You have not one ,but two. And he mentally curses himself because how has he not noticed this before?
Your first one is simple and is your strongest weakness. It's your mother.
She's the reason you've stayed the reason you've put up with everything. Because she controlled you. You had done everything she asked. Nomatter if it'd hurt you or not. Your loyalty was unmistakably tied to her.
your second weakness is bit diffrent. It's what always kept you from harming them or saying anything mean back to them. Because at the end of the day.. your just a child.
A hurt neglected child. And he knows that. But he's also hurt you. He's hurt you so much. And feels as if he's the one that been slapped as he looks at you.
But other then regret he's in shock. But not because of your mother smacking you. Or the words that leave your mouth next.
No, he's in shock because how the hell did she land a hit on you?
In all the time he's known you no one has ever been able to land a hit or punch on you.
You were simply to strong. To overpowered.
It's a strong slap he'll give your mother that. But anyone could've stopped it even Alfred. So why didn't you?
And he sees your red and burning cheek and it fills him with such regret even though hes not the one that hit you.
He can that tell no one in this room is on your side. And he knowns you know that. And he knows how that feels. And it hurts him even more because he's done this to you.
He watches as you lift your hand and he feels how the room goes tense at your sudden movement. He reacts quickly ready to defend your mother from your justified rage.
You watch as even your mother flinches and you scoff. You simple lift your hand and rub you cheek where she had hit you.
"You insult me women. Even in your darkest moment's you still think I'm a monster." You say
And your words hit your mother hard. You had never called her 'women'. Never.
You've always been kind and respectful to her. And she's watched as you slowly shifted from calling her mama to mother.
But you calling her women was such a great insult. Why? Because it was such a insult that only she'd understand.
In your old world calling your mother women had undeniably meant that she was no longer your mother. It was like she had meant nothing to you.
And when she looks in your eyes she can tell that's exactly what she is to you now. Nothing.
And she feels the same way she did when she found out that jason was taken by the joker. She feels like she's just lost a child.
Because in reality she knows that she just did. But not only a child. Her child. You. Her one and only blood child.
Her eyes fill up with tears so quickly and her mind can't think of any words to say. Atleast none good enough for you to forgive her actions.
You notice her tears immediately and you don't feel bad for upsetting her like you usually do.
No, you feel nothing but anger towards her.
"You hit me and your the one crying? You really are a bitch." You say. And she sees your anger and hate for her.
And she wants to deny your words or more importantly beg for forgiveness. But she can't. She's completely helpless right and she wonders if this is how you felt like these years....
You stare at her for a moment longer before you begin walking away.
"Scew you and this fucking family!" You yell. As you walk out of the living room. With such angry and loud steps.
No one makes a move to stop you but that doesn't surprise you at all. You leave the manor and slam the big door as you leave.
Walking out you take nothing with you ,but you don't stop your march out of this place. Because it fills relieving finally leaving the cold walls that you've always felt trapped in.
Climbing over the big gate of the manor just like you did last night. Suddenly you don't feel the anger you did moments ago. All you feel is sadness...because your alone....you have no one.
Sighing and decideding not to pity yourself you continued walking.
You want to go to grandfather house..but it's a long walk....and you don't want to talk..and your sure your mother's expecting you to go there so it's better to just stay away from everyone for now.
You've been walking away from gotham for hours now. It's already dark and you just know that everyone's probably looking for you.
Regardless of that you only feel bad for jason and your grandfather.
Your thoughts have been eating you up for hours as walk down a random dark gravel road. Your lost but you don't seem to mind. And it's beginning to snow but your body stays warm with the help of your powers. So you continue walking without a care in the world.
Until you hear foot steps behind you there quiet and soft. And if you weren't so well trained you wouldn't have heard them.
Quickly you turn around only to be met with darkness and a little light from a old street lamp.
Your in the country surrounding by long grass there's plenty of places to hide. And don't have any weapons but you doubt you'll need them. You doubt you'll even need your powers....and maybe it's your fault for doubting.
You here the footsteps agian. You don't recognize them. But you feel like you should.
Like you've heard them before. Now that worries you....And on instinct your hands begin getting warmer by the second waiting for anything to happen.
Then the foot steps are on your right side. And now you know exactly who the foot steps belong to and you try to ignore the shiver that goes up your spine.
Your hands are bawled into first so tightly that you can feel your finger nails digging into your skin. And you can see your breath in the cold air as you beg speaking.
"I know who you are." You say and you turn your body towards the small figure that finally steps out of the tall grass and into the dim light.
And you can't ignore the second shiver that goes down your spine as they begin speaking.
Because nomatter how old you get seeing a ghost is always scary.
"I've missed you ,sister."
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