#jason tim and dami will be featured as well

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a concept for one of the batboy charms i'm making <3

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Damian Wayne headcanons: “Totally can make girls swoon as long as he’s not standing next to Damian (we’ll talk about Damian’s body and pretty boy features in another post)”, can we get that post discussing Damian’s pretty boy features and how he most likely gets the most people coming after him thx to his perfect mix of Talia and Bruce’s genes (Talia’s brown skin color, her green cat shaped eyes w/long eyelashes, Bruce’s face (tho I headcanon the older dami gets the more he physically resembles Talia until the resemblance is uncanny, or he grows to become a perfect match of both his parents facial features), hairline (unless dami grows his hair out a little more in the future), the Wayne charm etc.)????????? Also how the others (Collin, Jon, & Billy) attractive looks attract others as well?????

Honestly, I totally forgot that Tumblr existed for a while so thess are way overdue. But here we go.

Also, excuse Damian's for being hella long but I've had a lot of time to think about Damian

Ok I also have a feeling that I haven't mentioned this before ...

All my content for these boys is aged up, which means they aren't a gaggle of 12 year olds. I'm imagining them between the ages of 16 and 18 unless otherwise stated.

DAMIAN WAYNE, JON KENT, COLIN WILKES, AND BILLY BATSON FEATURES HEADCANONS

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DAMIAN WAYNE

Damian has green eyes, I know people will argue and say he has blue but his eyes are definitely a dark mossy green.

Though they definitely have the capability of changing color in the sunlight, they light up and turn into lighter shades depending on the lighting and time of day, but personally I think they are a dark mossy green.

I don't want to spend too much time on Damian's eyes but for example, in Gotham they tend to be darker because of the atmosphere, whereas when Damian goes to see Jon in Metropolis, they'll be lighter shades because of the sunlight

He 100% has Talia's eyes, and facial structure. I can see him having more of Bruce's features, but his facial and body structure is closer to Talia.

Strong jawline but softer than Bruce's. Damian looks a bit like Bruce but not as sharp, so to speak. His face is slimmer and more rounded, his eyes are more pointed and are sharper but Bruce's are wider.

Bruce is ruggedly handsome, Damian is flawlessly pretty.

Damian's body structure is closer to Talia's too.

I don't see Damian really being able to pack on muscle mass in the future like Bruce. As Damian gets older his body structure looks a lot like Dick's, he's very well fitted.

He does have nice biceps tho. To the point where when he moves you could feel the muscle flex underneath if you were touching them

(If you haven't experienced this personally with anyone, I highly suggest it. Biceps are hot.)

He doesn't have thick thighs like Jason, but he's still very muscular. Sometimes it's hard to tell unless he's flexing, he's not busting out of his clothes, but he is quite strong.

On to other features, Damian isn't white.

I think we've all established it by now but just to make sure.

His skin is a lot like Talia's, light olive skin. Though, in the summer, if Damian gets even the smallest ounce of light he tans instantly. I'm the winters in Gotham, one might mistake him for white because his skin is lighter but once he's put next to Tim it's easy to see that he's not.

Damian has perfect eyebrows. Nothing else needs to accompany this. His eyebrows are flawless.

Ok, so hair. Another thing I've seen some disagreement on.

I believe Damian's hair is Black, like Bruce. But unlike Bruce it's not coarse and heavy. It's light, wispy and soft. When he was younger at the manor he used to gel it up, but now that he's older he's come to realize that it'll just go wherever he wants and it will be fine.

Damian's voice, which I've kinda already covered, is wide range. He can sound like a little girl or Corpse. He generally leans towards a deeper voice, it vibrates a little so if he's talking while you're touching him in some way you can feel the grumble.

He hums a lot. Not musically, but in response to things. He's taken up a habit of humming into words, like saying "mkay" instead of "okay".

I strongly believe that Damian doesn't laugh, he chuckles. Deep, hearty chuckles that make anyone whose near stop and listen to him laugh. He also snickers and sharply exhales through his nose to make that snorting/snickering sound, I don't know what it's called but I think you can guess what I'm talking about.

Damian doesn't have veiny hands, sorry to disappoint. But his hands are very soft for being a swordsman. His skin is very smooth and he doesn't have many imperfections. No birthmarks because of the Artificial Womb, courtesy of Talia.

Not me going back to his eyes, but he squints a lot. Out of confusion, anger, just looking at something, disgust. His eyes generally take the shape of siren eyes, so it doesn't look unnatural that he gives people sharp looks unintentionally.

His lips are on the thinner side but are still soft. Boy definitely uses chapstick. He doesn't have a big mouth or a little one, he's very well proportioned.

Probably has a plump bottom lip tho

Many know this but he frowns a lot. It's not because he's upset, but it's his thinking face. His eyebrows scrunch together when he's doing this too. If he's thinking about something unpleasant his nose with wrinkle. When Damian's thinking hard he looks very confused and upset.

Nicely shaped abs. He has a long torso

HELLA PRETTY SHOULDERS AND BACK MUSCLES MY GUY

Smells like pine needles and sandalwood. Definitely a rich person scent that's strong but not overpowering.

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BILLY BATSON

Figured I would start with Billy because if we're ranking them, he's the second prettiest.

Personal opinion but you'll see what I mean.

So Billy's eyes are brown. Like a dark, chocolate brown.

Some people might say "Well in the dcau and Young Justice they're blue" but I have a personal belief that they're brown. How many blue eyed superheroes and children of superheroes are there? Too many. They're brown.

In the sun they turn into a dark honey color

DEFINITELY has light freckles across his cheeks, I mean really light tho. You would have to be pretty close to him to see them

Billy's hair is soft, and medium brunette.

it's sort of straight, but kinda wavy

the length of it depends on the season, for instance in the summer he has it cut shorter in the back. But in the winter he lets it grow out a bit more

The skinniest of the bunch but it suits him

He's not SKINNY tho, I mean he's being compared to Superboy, Batman's son, and a Gym Rat Gothamite, cut the little guy some slack

Billy has very slender, lean build. Most likely doesn't have Damian-level muscle but he's still easy on the eyes shirtless

Billy has a a bit of a lopsided smile that sometimes expresses laziness

Teeth smile 100%

He has that sort of soft handsome look

Where Damian is very sharp and defined Billy is smooth

He has softer cheek bones (squishy cheeks) and a defined yet round jawline

Billy has thinner lips

I'm not sure how to describe them honestly

Very calm deep voice, deepest voice of the bunch, adding on to this I imagine that he likes to sing and is the best vocalist in the group

His laugh, contrast to Damian, is boisterous and very open mouthed. He's loud and sometimes it sounds like a cackle, but most of the time Billy has a charming laugh that fills the room

Billy almost smells sugary with a hint of linen. Like warm bed sheets but they were washed next to a bakery.

(He once accidentally stole Mary's Japanese Cherry Blossom lotion and now has this sort of addiction to cherry scented things)

Honestly, Billy smells like a lot of things all the time, so the best description is that he smells very warm and sweet

Boy is part of the super soft hands club

Long. Freaking. Eyelashes.

Like, they might tickle you when you kiss him long

(This isn't a romance headcannon but he would be a great person to kiss, OOOH NEXT POST IDEA)

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JON KENT

Ok so on to Jonathan

So our boys eyes are a sky blue

An open sky in the country, and where some eyes have grey tones, Jon's don't

Dark, black hair that has a loose curl to it

A lot of times it hangs down in his eyes so he developed a tendency to play with his hair

He has one of those headbands that comb/hold back your hair, and he wears it a lot

Wouldn't wear it around the guys, there's no way Colin wouldn't make a little fun of him for it. Damian honestly wouldn't care and Billy would probably buy one once he sees Jon wear it

He has pretty fair skin, but tans often due to being in the Sun at the farm a lot.

Has tan lines on his wrist and ankles from bracelets, he's that kind of guy

I mentioned in a previous post that Jon isn't really big on sweating so our boy probably always smells very clean

His scent is lemony with a hint of linen.

Not that the other boys don't smell clean, Jon is just less musky

Jon us bulkier than Damian and Billy, but smaller than Colin.

Another member of the super soft hands club, as well as the pretty shoulders club

he has a soft voice, but it also holds a lot of energy. He talks fast

the highest pitched voice of the bunch, and for the longest time was slightly squeaky.

lovely sounding voice, can't sing for shit tho. Hes a bit tone deaf.

has DEFINED dimples, the king of dimples

always has a content look on his face, looks and is incredibly friendly

I have a feeling Jon doesn't have completely straight teeth, but still a beautiful, toothy smile

he isn't a mouth breather but has a habit of staring at people with his mouth open a bit.

kinda like a goldfish

lip biter (In the cute/hot way)

(ok so my best comparison for Jon is Dave Lizewski from Kick-Ass. I feel like they would have similar energy. I feel like he and Jon would sound similar as well.)

Toned abs. He doesn't even try, they just happen

nice arms, not super huge but you can visibly see the muscle

His entire vibe is secretly buff nerd boy

loves his glasses, only takes them off when he suits up

they're the round-ish square ones with the iron rim (Dave Lizewski glasses)

sharp jawline, but has a square face

Pouty, thick lips

Jon has fairly big hands, and skinny fingers.

Slightly veiny hands

Has never had a lick of acne in his life so incredibly clean face

Definitely a pretty boy

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COLIN WILKES

Colin is definitely the scraggiliest of the 4

Silly ginger boy

Has straight-ish hair but probably got a perm at some point and it kinda worked for him so he's recently discovered that if he puts stuff in his hair and takes care of it right he has some natural wave

Puppy dog brown eyes that look like melted chocolate

Used to have freckles but they faded as he got older so you only see them if you're extra close

Colin had the widest smile of the group

Never had braces because he couldn't afford it so his teeth are a bit uneven

But they were significantly worse when he was a middle schooler so he's glad they figured themselves out a bit

BIG BOY

THE BIGGEST BOY

This dude has the broadest shoulders of the group, the thickest thighs, the meatiest arms.

Colin is built like a tank

Has the veiniest hands, and they never go away. Just constant veins

Is ALWAYS smirking/smiling.

Has a look on his face that always makes it seem like he'd done something bad and he's proud of it

Obviously he hasn't but it somehow lands him in trouble 9/10 times

Colin is the palest of the group, not just because he roasts like a turkey in the son but because he obviously lives in Gotham, where sunlight doesn't exist

Like Billy, his lips are on the thinner side, but they're NEVER chapped. Loves chapstick, probably would eat it

Colin has a fairly round face, when he was younger he had huge gigantinormous ears, but by 15 he had grown into them

If any of the boys had a glow up it was Colin, he went from Kiddo to Daddy within a summer

Smells like grass and mahogany. Also lysol. Sometimes leather. It depends on what time of day it is.

In the morning, it's lysol and leather because that's when he goes to the gym. But after he showers it's mahogany and like Irish spring. But by the end of the day, for some reason he smells like grass and no one can figure out why

Colin's just kinda strange

His voice is lower than Jon's, but slightly higher than Billy's. (When he's Abuse his voice is much, much deeper)

It's rumbly

Has the best morning voice

When Colin laughs, it's a cackle. He sounds like a hyena

Definitely has toned muscles. The most defined muscles of the group

Has ENORMOUS hands

Rough and calloused from weightlifting but the rest of him is fairly soft

Rougher face because he shaves, puberty hit him HARD

He's not pretty, he's hot

[swift-creates]

category: M/M

fandom: DC Comics (Young Justice, Batfamily)

characters and relationships: Tim Drake x Conner Kent - romantic

warnings: faraway explosion and character death, hurt no comfort

Summary:

@ailesswhumptober Day 25: Humiliation, betrayal, “How could you?!��

Day 27: Before vs after, Alternate universe, “Well, there’s a first for everything.”

Tim refuses to join their mission. Fortunately, Kon knows exactly how to punish him.

notes: part of my brand new Konspiracy AU! featuring evil!Kon, character death, and hurt no comfort

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“Don’t do this, Kon.”

“I’m sorry, but this is the only way. Someday you’ll understand.” Kon turned away from Tim and gazed out the window. “We should be able to see it from here.”

“Kon, please. Whatever it is you want, you don’t have to hurt them. Just please let my family go.”

Kon strode over to look him in the eye. “Don’t you know, Tim? What I want is you. The only way they walk out of this is if you come with me. Help me, help us make the world everything we want it to be.” He held out a hand and smiled — smiled, despite the fact that he was holding a remote linked to the explosives that would murder half of Tim’s family. “Come with me, Rob. We can do this, together.”

But Tim was already backing away, shaking his head. “Please. You can’t hurt them.” Kon’s eyes darkened. 

“Can’t I?”

Panic spiked in Tim’s chest as he raised the remote. “Kon, please.”

“I think you need to stop telling me what to do. You’re not my team leader anymore.” He stalked over to the window. 

“But you’re still my best friend. You can stop this. You’ve always done the right thing. You can come back with me.” Tim was the one holding out a hand to Kon this time, and he tried to put all his desperation, everything he wanted to tell Kon, everything he needed him to know, into one word. “Please.”

Kon’s gaze flickered for a moment, and Tim foolishly let himself feel hope that they could fix this, that he would take Tim’s hand and they could go home and laugh about this little episode and Kon would take him to the roof like the old days and then they’d kiss and Tim would finally tell Kon how he felt and Kon would say he felt the same way and everything would be okay again. 

And then Kon pressed the button, and Tim watched his world erupt in flames. 

“NO!”

One moment he was watching the explosion through tear-filled eyes, then the next, he was on his hands and knees on the rough concrete. Bruce. Jason. Duke. Dami. My baby brothers. 

“This isn’t what I wanted for you. You were supposed to be happy. With me.” Kon knelt in front of him, put a finger under his chin and tilted it up. “I guess you won’t be either, now.” 

Tim felt like his chest was tearing in two, but he looked at the man who had been his best friend and forced his broken breathing to steady enough to speak. 

“I would have gone to the end of the world with you. I would have done anything you asked me to, said anything you wanted me to say.” He took a shuddering inhale. “I loved you.”

He wondered if he imagined Kon’s flinch. “Goodbye, Rob.”

He let the guards drag Tim away, the tumult of his heart like the roar of the explosion’s flames. 

[i-care-bout-things-too]

Today on posts that haven't aged well: This!

Nightwing 110 released 2 days ago. This is the first time in like over 40 issues (if not more?) Where Damian has had a speaking role where he appeared for more than a single panel (like the Nite-Mite issue where everyone appeared for the "wedding") in a Nightwing comic. Damian was mentioned in a cross-over between Superman: Son of Kal-el where Jon was in NWs comic and Dick was in his, but I'm so disappointed in DC's absolute dismissal of Damian from Dick's life. Like I absolutely loved Silent Knight (this past Christmas' recent 4 issue mini series), but God whoever wrote it had Dick be the actual BIGGEST dick to Damian. Like not a sweet moment between them. And ngl, I LOVED issue 110 of NW, but a part of me absolutely knows this is fanservice and nothing will come of it. I swtg, since before Dick lost his memory, Damian has just been slowly dissapearing from Dick's life and I hate it so much. We barely, if ever, see them in a room together, let alone interacting. There's an offhand mention of a family Christmas in Tim: Drake Robin where we get a small image of Tim, Dick, Damian, Bruce and Kate at a table, but we never actually saw that in a comic or even a short. Dick appears for an early issue (as mentioned) in the Robin (2021) comic, and gives him a belated birthday present, meaning Damian has spent ANOTHER birthday alone and away from his family, and later Dick is part of Batman vs. Robin, Dark Crisis, and the Lazarus Planet events, but I cannot recall a single moment where Dick or Damian actually interact with each other. If any of you remember the Death of the Family event which preceeds Damian's Robin (2021) series, Damian unties Dick while he's still unconscious, but he's gone before Dick can wake up, and we shouldn't even bother with Pennyworth RIP, because Dick was there in body, sure, but mind? Nope. Ric Grayson. When Damian starts crying and runs away, blaming himself for Alfred's death, Dick/Ric does absolutely nothing. (None of the fam does. I hate it so much)

This is all to say, in the last few years, beyond 2021, DC has been doing everything in their power to keep them apart, because honestly what's a batfamily?

And no, don't even get me started on Gotham War. Damian literally physically fought Dick, and then when Batman ABANDONS Damian, who is it that hugs him while he's left in despair, listlessly kneeling on the ground? Tim. Tim fucking Drake. I love Tim&Dami brotherly bonding, absolutely fucking adore it, bought the issue just for the hug if I'm honest.

But Tim hugs Damian. While Dick is RIGHT THERE. And he does nothing.

Not to mention, not to mention, there was this really really cute three part back up story recently in NW illustrated by Serg Acuna, along side Dick, it features Babs, Jason, Steph, Cass, and if I recall correctly, Tim.

Um. Where the fuck is Damian?

And don't say Damian isn't in Gotham. He is now. He has been. Since the end of the Lazarus Tournament, at least. He was in Tim and Connor's DC pride short, set IN Gotham. He's in Gotham for the current run of Batman and Robin. He was in Gotham for the Knight Terrors event. And yet. And yet. This is the first time in years, there has been a Dick and Damian centric comic, when for years, Dick and Damian shared pages upon pages together. I don't know man. Clearly I have a lot of feelings about this, but I'm just sad. DC has done both of them dirty, their relationship exists only in name at this point.

Sorry for ranting but I just had to list all the times we've been failed recently.

So, since you’ve been reading the recent issues of Nightwing recently, has there been any mention of Damian at all, and either way, what are your thoughts on it?

Because let’s be real, Damian is His Kid. The Robin to his Batman. Damian is his baby. And since he’s regained his memories, from what I’ve gathered, there’s been 0 concern shown for Damian from Dick.

So I’m dying to know, has that been addressed at all? Because Dick and Damian and their relationship and dynamic are very much a comfort character for me, and I just have a lot of low level anxiety that Damian and Dicks close bond is going to be one of those things that’s never coming back. That it’ll never be acknowledged again in canon. And someday, the fact they would’ve literally died for and without each other will become a random irrelevant comic fact.

hiya babe!

there has not, as of yet, been any mention of damian. there has been allusions to a “family group chat” (and i didn’t like that scene so i’m not gonna get into it but it’s safe to assume that damian’s on it.) 

but you’re absolutely correct about everything. dick and damian do have a close relationship that straddles the line between fraternal and paternal, and i really expected there to be some mention of him so far. we do know that tim’s going to be in the run, which i am excited about, because dick and tim’s traditionally very loving, affectionate, brotherly relationship has been washed away recently. but nope, no mention of damian so far.

it’s getting on my nerves too. and that’s definitely something i fear as well. dick’s run as batman had issues upon issues, but i did love the way dick and damian’s relationship evolved into something more loving and almost airtight in trust. if it stops being pushed and starts being something comic nerds only reference once in a while, like hey did you know tim doesn’t actually drink coffee? and hey did you know oracle isn’t as powerful and meaningful as an able-bodied superhero?, then i will legitimately have a breakdown. 

dick was, briefly, in damian’s new robin run. i haven’t read that yet, i’ve only seen pictures on tumblr, so i can’t comment on how important his presence was and how much he did, but at least he’s in there.

here’s hoping tom taylor includes damian in his run sometime soon. also the titans, but that’s just me being needy.

[nightwingvixen23]

Dick : *pushing a shopping cart through Wal-Mart*

Tim : *browsing the electronics departmet*

Dick : what the hell Tim !? I've been looking for you for over half an hour !

Tim : over half an hour ?? in our local well-known shopping center ?? damn. . . you been awarded a medal yet for that type of investigative work, detective ?

Dick : whatever. just tell me where Dami's at

Tim : over in the produce section last I saw lecturing some timid elderly couple on the proper ways to wash their snap peas

Dick : the proper way ?? what even is the proper way ?? rinse with hot water and your done like there's literally NO other way

Tim : yeah. you would think. however you'd be wrong. you see we're all just a pack of gallivanting barbarians in that brat's mind. just stumbling our way through life. and all he wants is to "save" us

Dick : right . . .

Tim : *glazed eyes darting over the printed features of a laptop*

Dick : completely unrelated, but did you by any chance happen to catch up on any sleep these last couple nights Timmers--?

Tim : OH WOW !! a Samsung touchscreen 2 in 1 notebook ?? sign me RIGHT the fuck on up

Dick : I guess that's a no

Tim : you bet your ass that's a no; who the fuck needs sleep when you can have battery life for up to 14 hours ??

Dick : *tiredly checking the time on his phone*

Dick : I probably already know the answer to this but I'll ask anyway

Tim : go for it

Dick : did you see where the hell Jay ran off to earlier

Tim : Jason ?? yeah he went over to Subway to grab us all some lunch

Dick : he did ?? awwww ! that's so sweet of him to do without even asking 💖 ! you know he seems to really be turning over a new leaf these days 😌 I'm so proud of him

Tim : as long as he remembers to ask for lettuce on my spicy Italian sub then I'll be just as proud of him too

[ Meanwhile ]

Jason : how the fuck can the Subway inside of Wal-Mart be out of lettuce ?????

Jason : *dragging an employee up to eye level over the salad bar*

Jason : GO GET IT

[hesagentlelman]

Okay so I decided to do a batboys fancast:

Dick Grayson:

I think Brenton is doing his role of Grayson very well. I mean, having Dick's body is almost surrealist, so I think Brenton is close enough to Dick's features and body tipe and he also have his charisma. Brenton's tanned skin also helps bring him closer to Dick's Romanian roots. So I think he is perfect in his role.

Jason Tood:

So I see many fancast were Mathew D'addario is chosen to play Jason and I actually like Jasen Ackles better but in the case they are all in the same movie and knowing that Jensen is in his 40s I will chose Mathew too. He has similar face features and body tipe and he has experience playing sassy badass characters lol.

Tim Drake:

Ok so even if I like the little guy who is playing Tim on Tintas, I would like an older version for a film or something like that and I think Timothee Chalamet is completely perfect for this role. They look so similar and Timothee is an amazing young actor so I think he will do this role amazingly.

Damian Wayne:

Ok so with no dudes, Aidan Gallagher will play Damian Wayne perfectly, they look similar and Aidan has experience playing five who is also so much like Damian. I know Damian is Arabian but I don't know any actor of this age who is Arabian and also speak English fluently. So for me Aidan is perfect for playing Damie

*Bonus*

Roy Harper:

I know he's not a batboy but I'm so in to Red hood and then outlaws comics and I also have the perfect fancast for Roy. So I recently see Captain fantastic and I was amazed by George Mackay role and skills in acting and I think he will be perfect for playing Roy Harper.

What do you think?

[h-i-raeth]

The Animated Batfam Show I’ll Probably Never Write

(But have in fact plotted out. Extensively.)

So I made a post that seemed to generate some interest based on the evidently relatable scenario of plotting out an extremely self indulgent Batfam Animated Show

(Because we all know that if DC so much as hinted that they were going to release such a thing an astronomical number of people would go absolutely feral, myself included.)

....& In lieu of the qualifications or artistic ability required to get in touch with a DC executive and make an elevator pitch, I’m going to go ahead & post my outline for The Batfam Animated Show I Wish There Was.

Each season will have its own post that goes episode-by-episode later but here’s an overview:

[Disclaimer: The DC timeline is, frankly, a mess & tough to find an easy reference for. Trying to be married to it would only ever be an exercise in both futility and frustration. Lots of things are referenced and/or changed loosely and it’s largely canon compliant pre-series start, but once the series gets going things are ignored or shifted around for the purposes of self-indulgence, in favor of original plots, or to streamline the narrative. I’m open to crowdsourced “Um Actually--”s re:the timeline/canon events, but my disclaimer stands. I also simply do not care about the distinctions between separate timelines if events are not mutually exclusive.]

Structure is aiming more for Teen Titans than Young Justice, with a slightly more serious tone but plenty of shenanigans as well. Focuses on Dick, Cass, Jason, Tim, and Damian (and Duke when we reach him) with Bruce, Alfred, Babs, and Steph featuring more peripherally because there’s only so much you can fit into one project.

But it aims to at least touch on all of the extended Bat Family either through cameos, references, guest appearances, or shenanigans.

Season One:

We start off with Damian’s intro to the family because A) it’s a good jumping off point & B) one of the whole reasons I wrote this was the idea of a Gala episode where Damian gets introduced to society (while at the same time Bruce tells Clark & Diana about his having a son) titled “Debutante” because, c’mon, that’s a snazzy idea.

In any case, it’s a Dami-centric season. Starts with Damian showing up, goes into his backstory, has shenanigans as he adjusts to life at the manor, clashes about moral codes, and culminates in events based on Ra’s trying to snatch Damian’s body as a vessel & Damian deciding to go all in on staying with the family.

Season Two:

We are ignoring canon events to give you a season that focuses on Cass, because I wanted to do the first five seasons in reverse-acquisition order (as opposed to reverse-age order, because I like Cass being Just A Little Bit Older than Jason, and I have plans for Tim’s season that need some distance between the start of his season & the end of Damian’s).

Highlights include: Steph comes back to Gotham, an adventure with the Birds of Prey, Bring Your Kid To Work Day, & an ongoing original plotline featuring Cass, the Titans, and Deathstroke that sparks the end-of-season episodes, while offscreen on the last episode, Bruce is “killed” by Darkseid because the next season...

Season Three:

...Focuses on Tim, and starts after Bruce gets back from his little adventure in time, because I want to address Tim’s little field trip, but fitting that and Battle for the Cowl and just... All of that, into a single season in real time? Does not spark joy. So, we do a sexy little time skip.

Events that happened during the time skip get addressed in a condensed manner through enlightening conversations and flashbacks, everyone adjusts to the new family dynamics and actually communicates (with shenanigans as the framing device.) Canon is cherry picked and Ra’s is the villain for the finale episodes because it ties everything into a neat little bow.

Season Four:

Jason-centric, and ignores canon events in favor of an Arkham breakout of all the heavy hitters in the Rogues Gallery, including the clown, who has been almost entirely absent of the narrative up until this point except as a reference, primarily so that I could have a fear toxin episode where Dick reveals that he once, however temporarily, killed the Joker, but also because I thought it could be fun & that it fits.

We get a fair number of flashbacks, cycle through some of the more notable rogues and their shenanigans, Duke Thomas’s parents meet their unfortunate fates (modified to streamline the narrative), there are allusions to but not direct inspiration from Death of the Family, and the Joker sets the kids up in a giant board game of death in the finale which culminates in some very therapeutic violence.

Season Five:

Dick-centric, and we’re going for a very Grayson focused Night Of The Owls inspired season, because I like the Court & it sets us up for allowing Duke to join the family. (This one’s not properly plotted out yet because I’m planning on actually reading the source material before I do so, and I’m also still deciding whether to include the Robin War in this season or leave that arc for season six. Leaning on including Robin War in season five & having season six have a finale with multiversal stakes but with the bulk of the season being shenanigans including Duke, though.)

Season Six:

(….Is also not plotted out on account of not having made a definite decision about the culmination of season five, and on account of needing to do more research, but rest assured that it’ll focus on Duke & feature the Row siblings in at least one episode. Leaning towards multiversal stakes for the finale episodes that’ll allow cameos for extended Batfam members that otherwise wouldn’t be featured, and intended as the wrap-up for the series.)

Thus Concludes The Overview Of My Purely Notional Batfam Animated Elevator Pitch

[wordsfromthesol]

The Undercover Job

Author: @wordsfromthesol Taglist: @zphilophobiaz​ Pairing: Batsis!Reader Summary: You were itching to get back in the field, so you went undercover without telling your family. No one was too happy when you came to them for help.   Warnings: Language, I think that's it? Word Count: 1.3k

Everyone sat around the conference room table, though no one was really waiting for you to begin. "So there's a big shipment coming in for Roman Sionis." You blurted out in an attempt to shut everyone up.

"That's it?" Jason pushed you for more information. He knew that you wouldn't call them all here for something as trivial as a drug shipment.

"That's it." You attempted to play it off, but got an stern disapproving look from Barbara. When you didn't push forward with your explanation she decided to pipe in.

"Y/N. I think it's time to tell them." Everyone looked around the table with concern and confusion in their eyes. Yet a slight since of relief washed over them once they realized no one at the table understood what Babs was talking about. "Y/N." The sound of your name grated against your ears. You knew there was no getting out of this.

"So I've been undercover…" You reluctantly began while glaring at Barbara.  

"Where?" Jason's guttural tone made you dread the recollection of your time under Black Mask.

"Vulcanalia. But that's not --"

"Babs, you knew?" Dick's heart looked broken that Barbara had kept your secret.

"I found out, and Y/N made me promise not to say anything. Be grateful she's coming to you now. Without me, she wouldn't have." She tried to make Dick see reason, but everyone there could see the hurt in his eyes.

"Alright. A shipment." Tim attempted to get everyone back on track, despite the turmoil flooding through the room.   "Why did you need to call us in? What's special about this shipment?"

"I don't think he's dealing just in drugs anymore." You pulled up the building plans for the nightclub on the computer. "There's a room back here." You pointed to a black space, "he won't let any employees go. But I've noticed several…let's just say unsavory characters headed back there."

"Maybe that's just where he does business." Jason spat out the obvious solution, his vexation still blatantly written across his features.

"I thought that, until I bugged one of the guys going back there. Babs was able to pick up children's voices before it cut off." The room got eerily quiet, until finally Cassandra spoke up.

"Well, what the fuck is the plan then?" All eyes turned to you as soon as the question left her lips.

"I need help getting intel. He'll be distracted from 10 to about 11, as long as nothing drastic happens."

"Drastic, as in…?" Dick spoke up in an effort to help.

"Clients walking in. I'm going to need two people posted outside to prevent this."

"Easy, Damian and Cass." Dick didn't hesitant to start doling out the responsibilities.

"I will not babysit a door." Damian huffed out as he folded his arms in front of his chest. "You are underutilizing my skills."

"Dami, you and Cass are underage. It will be too obvious if you are inside." Cassandra looked at you, clearly agitated, but neither of them could argue with your logic.

"So what, they stand watch while you go check out the room?" The agitation in Jason's voice had only mildly subsided.

"No, someone else will have to check that out. But I want everyone there. I don't know what to expect."

"Something is messing with our tech down there. You guys will be blind until you set up these boosters I made." Babs pulled a bag from the floor and collapsed it on the table. "Even then, I might not be able to help. We don't know anything about what's down there and I've refused to let Y/N go in alone."

Your eyes circled the table, nearly everyone seemed on board with the plan. Your gaze lingered on Stephanie, whose eyes bored into the table below. "Steph? Are you okay?"

"I just wish you would've told us. He nearly killed me…he's nearly killed a lot of us." Stephanie mumbled the explanation under her breath.

"I know. The opportunity hit and…I couldn't pass it up. It's Roman."

"He hasn't made you kill anyone, right?" Anguish filled her eyes as she met your gaze.

"No. It's not that type of work. I'm staffed at his club, not his gang." You attempted to reassure your friends and family as they sat around the table pondering the new information.

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You had two days to gather information before the big shipment arrived. Your worry was that the shipment contained kids and if that was the case, things were going to get real messy real quick. You were getting ready for the show, when Babs came into the room.

"We should have told them sooner. Dick is still looking at me like a sad puppy."

"He'll get over it. They all will." You waved off the notation as you continued spreading the makeup across your face.

"Why didn't you want to tell them?" Barbara asked the question you had been dreading since she found out about your undercover gig.

"Because they haven't let me back in the field since…" your voice choked up, but you forced the words from your lips. "I need to get back. And this is a way I can do that without being directly in danger."

"Y/N, it's Roman. You are in direct danger."

"Maybe as Eclipse I would be. But not as Y/N."

"How do you know --" You cut her off immediately.

"I know you've been watching and listening since you found out. So you know how."

"Jason's going to kill him when he sees the way he looks at you. They all will." Barbara warned as she wheeled out of the room. You attempted to shrug off the comment, but you already understood that risk. Though you were glad Damian wouldn't be inside. At least that was one less person to worry about killing Roman.

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"So why exactly will he be distracted?" Dick questioned as Barbara joined him at the table.

"He'll be too busy watching the performance." Barbara was unsure just how much she should tell him.

"Performance…?" Dick further questioned as he watched you take the stage a few minutes later.

"Why is Y/N on stage?" Jason mumbled through the coms as he sat in wait at the bar.

"Oh but look at the dress!" Stephanie tried to redirect the conversation, but Tim was too quick on the rebuttal.

"Look at Roman." One by one all eyes turned to him. His gaze would make anyone's skin crawl and his marauding stare was focused on you.

"I'm going to kill him." Jason seethed through his teeth.

"We can all join in on the fun. After the kids are safe." Tim supported his older brother's statement without hesitation, but was sure to remind everyone of their intention. Of why you were at risk in the first place. Before anyone else could argue the bar fell silent as your melodic voice rang through the room.

"Babs…did you --" Dick sat there awestruck.

"Nope that talent is all hers." Barbara answered his unfinished question. She looked around the room and realized Jason and Tim were frozen. They were wasting their chance. "Hmph…Jason…Tim." She growled in an attempt to shake them from the trance.

"How did none of us know?" Tim whispered as he made his way to the secret room.

"I hope your statement does not include me." Damian's voice resonated through their coms.

"How did the demon know before us?" Before anyone could answer Jason, he continued. "We're in. Placing ..z.zz.zzz. boosters ..z..zzz.zz"

"Y/N sings on stake-outs, slow patrols…I often tune into her frequency."

"Wow. I think that's the most emotion I've ever heard from Damian." Stephanie commented as she made her way to the bar, keeping a watchful eye on Roman.

"Except anger. Or vengeance." Cass mumbled, forcing everyone to stifle their laughter. "Has anyone heard from dumb and dumber?"

"Shit."  The single word left Dick's mouth just as your song ended.

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Stomach Bug Ch2

Dinner Announcement

Should I be writing my geology essay? Yes. Am I going to write it right now? No. Am I instead going to write a new chapter to this fic? Absolutely. Thank you everyone who showed interest in this story it means a lot that people actually like this and to everyone asking to be tagged I’d take a bullet for you. You are all the best.

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The calm collected tone Bruce had during his call did well to hide the absolute madhouse that was Wayne Manor. While he was trying to subtly interrogate his youngest son over the phone his other three were playing the world's worst game of charades. Dick’s arms were flailing around as he made exaggerated motions trying to get a read on what Damian was saying through Bruce’s stony features. Jason was seemed to be working his eyebrows as much as humanly possible seeing if he could get even a hint of a reaction from Bruce. Tim, however, was just patiently waiting too tired to do any of the over the top actions of his brothers.

“Okay son, if you’re sure I’ll speak with Alfred.” Bruce nodded before hanging up and took a moment to compose himself before his sons launched into their own interrogation.

“What’s going on?” Dick asked, “Is little D okay?”

“What’s up with Demon Spawn I’ve never heard him have an emotion other than anger before,” Jason asked leaning forward.

“Why was he at Ivy and Harley’s?” Tim asked sipping his coffee.

“He didn’t say much.” Bruce sighed rubbing his eyes, “he told me he’ll be out for the rest of the day but that he’ll be here at dinner to explain what happened. He’s also bringing a few guests though he wouldn’t give any names.”

The three boys all shared looks before flying out of the room and scrambling through the halls towards the Batcave. Alfred stepping out of the way as they flew past him all shoving each other away or jumping over the other to try and be in the lead.

“They are quite lively this morning.” Alfred hummed walking over to Bruce with a raised eyebrow, “What did I miss?”

“Damian ran out during breakfast after a phone call and won’t be back until dinner he’s bringing three guests. He didn’t tell me more than that.” Bruce sighed leaning back in his seat, “How am I not grey yet Alfred?” he asked

“Must be favorable genetics as it can’t be from your tranquil life.” Alfred mused as he cleaned up the table and headed off to wash the dishes leaving Bruce alone to listen to the distant shouts of his sons fight their way into the Batcave.

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“Angel, you need to eat something.” Damian said rubbing Marinette's back as she covered her nose turning away from the food set out in front of her, “I know it makes you nauseous but at least eat some toast.” he coaxed grabbing some dry toast and held it up to her.

“Eating is the last thing I want to do right now.” Marinette groaned still a little green from her last round of sickness.

“I know but the baby needs you to eat.” he soothed looking in her eyes, “you need to eat so the baby can be fed.”

Marinette groaned and pushed the plate stacked meats and eggs away from her and leaned back further to get away from the smell. Once her stomach seemed to settle she gingerly took the toast Damian kept insisting upon her eating and took small bites slowly working through it. Her stomach settled further the more she ate allowing her to relax a bit more and a healthier color to finally come to her face.

“Think she’ll be a vegetarian during this pregnancy,” Harley chuckled taking the plate away and deposited the food in the doggy bowls by the door for the two hyenas to come rip through later, “probably for the best for her to not have any meats though might really mess with her stomach.”

Ivy hummed looking through the pamphlets reading up on the different options, “Marigold we should set up an appointment with the OB-GYN Dr. Beau recommended. We should also grab some prenatal vitamins too since you’re not going to be getting enough nutrients from eating like a little bird.”

“I’ll go buy some,” Damian said standing quickly only to get shoved down in his seat a second later by Harley.

“Yeah no,” Harley said grabbing her brag, “That’s just what we need you on the front page, ‘ Wayne Heir spotted buying prenatal vitamins ’ this whole city would be in an uproar trying to figure out who you knocked up. You stay here and keep our little bug comfy we’ll go do the shopping.”

“You’re just going to leave your daughter alone with her boyfriend unsupervised?” Damian asked raising an eyebrow.

“What are ya goin to do? Knock her up?” Harley chuckled raising an eyebrow at the two blushing teens at the dining table. “You two talk, cuddle, be teens and red and I will do the shopping then later we’ll all go to Wayne Manor and act as buffers for marigold here so she doesn’t go catatonic.”

“Thank you,” Marinette mumbled looking up at the two women who so kindly took her into their home and wanted nothing more than for her to grow and be happy, “for everything I can’t thank you enough.” she sniffled scrubbing at her face.

Ivy and Harley both smiled and wrapped her up in another tight hug showering her in love and affection until her sniffles died down once more. The two women pulled back giving Mari kisses all over her face until she was giggling and pushing them away her face flushed with laughter instead of tears. Only once she was smiling brightly again did they finally pull away and leave the two teens alone.

“She’s going to be okay.” Harley smiled slinging her arm around Ivy’s shoulder, “our little marigold is gonna be just fine.” she sighed as they made their way out of the apartment building.

Marinette finished her dry toast sipping on some warm tea to soothe her throat from the torture it had gone through that morning with her stomach issues. Damian cleaned up the discarded dishes and helped Marinette up walking her over to the couch keeping a firm hold on her so she wouldn’t trip over the stray toys littering the floor. “Dami I can walk just fine.” she giggled softly as Damian helped her to sit.

“You’re pregnant I don’t want you to fall.” He said sitting down beside her, “I don’t want anything bad to happen to you.” 

“Walking around the apartment isn’t going to hurt me or the baby.” She sighed leaning on his side, “I might be a klutz but I’m not going to fall that easily. I was Ladybug for three years have some faith in me.” she mumbled closing her eyes all the stress and tension from the morning finally easing off now that she had Damian by her side.

Damian sighed wrapping an arm around her hugging her gently, “I have so much faith in you,” he whispered leaning down to kiss the crown of her head, “I’m just worried about what could all go wrong.”

Marinette sighed sitting up and turned to face him looking up into his emerald eyes, “I don’t want you to worry, I’m already scared I just want you to be the one to tell me everything is going to be okay. That we’re going to be okay.” she said moving forward to bury her face in his chest, “I want to act like this wasn’t an accident and that we’re not two stupid teens.”

Damian wrapped her up in a tight hug pressing a gentle kiss to her temple, “Okay angel,” he mumbled, “I’ll be your rock, we’ll get through this and we’ll be the best parents we can be.”

“That’s all I want.” she sniffled nuzzling closer using Damian's relaxed state to shove him back to lay on the couch quickly climbing up to cuddle up onto his chest burying her face into his neck, “I love you Dami,” she mumbled.

“I love you to angel.” he smiled softly gently running his fingers through her hair to help her relax as she began to slip away into a quiet sleep. He waited until she was fully asleep to allow himself to fully relax and take his time to process just what was happening. “I’m going to be a father.” he mumbled rubbing a hand down his face a soft laugh bubbling up from his chest as he smiled at the ceiling, “Todd’s going to have a stoke.”

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“How is there nothing?” Dick asked staring at the screen of the bat computer, “That’s impossible there isn’t anything you can’t find.” he said turning to look down at Tim as he tapped away at the keyboard staring intently at the screen.

All three of the eldest Wayne boys had been down in the Batcave for hours scrubbing through phone logs, security feeds, anything and everything to get even a hint of what was to come for dinner. The longer they searched the more interested they got at the sheer lack of anything involving Damian and anyone else that would prompt him to act how he did.

“Doesn’t make sense Demon Spawn doesn’t just change overnight so either he’s just really good at covering his tracks or he’s a clone,” Jason said stretching out in his chair propping his feet up on the desk.

The other two made a humming noise as they continued to search through the documents for what felt like the hundredth time. “Wait!” Dick shouted jolting Tim and Jason nearly out of their seats as he pulled the keyboard from Tim’s grasp and started typing away, “We’re going about this all wrong.”

“And how, pray tell, should we be doing this?” Jason deadpanned looking over at Dick with a raised brow, “We should just go ask Demon Spawn and let him feed us a load of bullshit?”

“I mean clearly he doesn’t want us knowing anything because he buried it so deep but maybe asking him will give us some answers?” Dick said smiling in the face of his two brothers thoroughly unimpressed looks. “Oh come on it’s worth a shot.”

“Master Dick,” Alfred hummed walking down into the Batcave, “Master Timothy and Master Jason.” he nodded looking at the three men, “Our guests will be arriving for dinner soon please head up to the main house to clean up and get ready.”

“It’s time for dinner already?” Tim muttered turning to look at the clock noticing just how long they had been down there looking for the proverbial needle in a haystack.

“Yes so if you three will make your way to the manor proper.” Alfred nodded turning on his heels and headed back up the stairs so that he could continue with the dinner preparations.

The three men sat in silence for a moment longer before slowly making their way up the stairs. “Well, maybe we’ll get some answers during this dinner?” Dick asked looking at the other two only to receive shrugs in response.

Reaching the top landing they all split and went their separate ways to get ready for dinner taking their time to do their own thing. Soon enough a hard knock was heard through the manor signaling their mystery guests arrival. The three ran down once again shoving and tripping up each other to try and be the first in to see who would come through just narrowly avoiding crashing into Bruce’s back as they slid to a stop behind him.

Alfred calmly walked past them and opened the door, “Good evening Miss. Quinn, Miss. Ivy.” he said stepping aside allowing the two women to enter, “Welcome home Master Damian.” he said bowing his head to him, “and good evening miss?”

“You can call me Marinette.” she smiled softly up at the older gentleman, “I brought dessert,” she added holding out the large pastry box to Alfred trying to hide her nerves.

“Thank you, Miss. Marinette I’ll go put this away now. Dinner will be served shortly I hope you enjoy your stay.” he smiled softly nodding to the three women as he made his way to the kitchen.

“Damian you had us all quite worried when you ran out of here this morning.” Bruce said looking at his youngest and taking a moment to look over the three women before him, “Would you care to explain what happened?”

Marinette started to fidget keeping her eyes on anything but the Wayne’s before her, the soft pressure from Tikki in her purse doing little to keep her heart from beating out of her chest as her mind filled with everything that could go wrong. She managed to relax just a little as she felt the calm warm pressure of Damian's arm settling around her waist gently squeezing her hip to help ground her.

“Father, this is Marinette Isley-Quinzel,” Damian started his features cold and unreadable as he stared his family down, “she is my girlfriend.”

A pin could drop and sound like a gunshot in the silence that followed, the Wayne patriarch did well to hide his shock keeping a blank face as the three sons behind him ticked down to their own detonation.

“How much is he paying you?” Tim shot out.

“Where did you meet?” Dick grinned leaning forward.

“Blink twice if he’s holding you hostage.” Jason cut in.

Ivy and Harley stifled their laughs as they watched the three Wayne boys continue to throw outlandish theories and questions at poor Marinette. She seemed to calm down a small smile beginning to show on her face as she giggled at the two thinking she’d been coerced and the one trying to find out her life story. “He isn’t paying me or forcing me to be his girlfriend.” she smiled as Tim and Jason looked completely unconvinced, “and we met through a penpal assignment when I was thirteen but we didn’t start dating until I was fifteen,” she added on to answer Dick’s question.

“Well it is a pleasure to meet you Marinette it’s not often my youngest shows interest in anyone.” Bruce smiled stepping forward to take her hand, “shall we move to the living room while we wait for dinner?”

“That sounds just lovely Brucie.” Harley smiled stepping through them grabbing Marinette's arm and dragging her along out of Damian’s hold depositing her on a large armchair. Ivy shook her head smiling and followed her as she shrugged at Bruce taking a seat beside Harley on the loveseat as the Wayne’s made their way in. Once everyone was settled in and Damian got Marinette resettled on another loveseat so he could be beside her Harley decided it was a great time to drop the bomb, “So who’s gonna tell him?”

“Harls,” Ivy warned giving her a stern look.

“What? They need to know,” she said looking far too innocent for the chaos she was about to start.

“Tell me what?” Bruce asked looking at the two women carefully.

“Father,” Damian said drawing the attention of his family, “I know you just met Marinette but we feel you should know.” he said wrapping an arm around her to help keep her grounded, “Marinette’s pregnant.”

Silence doesn’t even begin to describe the absence of noise that followed, it was like a cold void swallowed the room as the Wayne’s collectively shut down at the news. Bruce’s face was unreadable as he took in the latest bit of news. Dick was practically vibrating out of his seat his eyes filled with glee. Tim looked as if his own brain was blue screening like a cheap laptop. Jason was the one to break the silence.

“Demon Spawn fucks.” Jason deadpanned

“JASON!” the room erupted from there Harley and Ivy cackling, Dick asking a million and one questions, Tim trying and failing to keep a straight face, and Jason roaring with laughter.

“What?! You’re going to look at me and tell me that I’m wrong?” Jason laughed, “the only thing I’m wrong about is that Demon Spawn would lighten up if he got laid.” he pointed at Marinette grinning wide, “She’s proof that he can fuck and still have a stick up his ass!”

“How long have you known?” Bruce asked his voice calm and collected effectively shutting down all conversation.

“I...” Marinette started her face a little pale from fear as she looked at Bruce’s emotionless face, “I found out this morning. I’ve had morning sickness for the past week.”

“You’re positive it’s Damian's?” he asked

“Father!” Damian glared moving to stand only to be held down by Marinette's small hand on his shoulder.

“I expected this,” she whispered urging him to remain seated before taking a deep breath and looked at Bruce, “I’ve only been with Damian since we began dating. If it’s not him then it’s Jesus coming back.”

Jason snorted getting a wide grin at the joke as he eyed Bruce trying to gauge his reaction.

Bruce seemed to take in everything he’d learned before a small spark lit up his eyes, “I’m going to be a grandfather.” he whispered tension starting to leave the room as he looked at Damian and Marinette pride and joy filling his eyes as he smiled wide, “I’m going to be a grandfather.”

“I call dibs on best uncle!” Dick shouted hopping up racing over to Marinette only to be tripped up by Jason.

“Like hell!” Jason shouted jumping over Dick, “I’m the best uncle for Pixie Pops kid.”

“Pixie pop?” Marinette asked letting out a yelp as Jason got right up to her practically throwing her up in the air as he lifted her from Damian's grasp.

“Hell yeah you’re small like a little fairy.” he grinned holding her as he jumped away from Damian's reach and Dick’s attempts to grab her, “so you’re Pixie Pop.” he chuckled.

The chaos began to unfold as Marinette finally relaxed all the stress bleeding away as she was welcomed into the crazy Wayne household. Ivy and Harley chuckled watching the two eldest and the youngest Wayne’s fight to grab hold of Marinette while Tim and Bruce seemed to quietly come to terms with all that was happening.

“So when’s the baby shower?” Ivy asked grinning wide.

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@myazael @beautiful-disasters-sunshine @moonlightstar64 @moonlitceleste @stainedglassm @casual-darkness @mochegato @ultimatetornshipper @heemsanddamemes @nathleigh @qualitypeacepainter

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WC/DC Week - Accidental Engagement

WC/DC Week Day 3

Prompts: “Look who’s coming to dinner.” - Family/Romantic Partner Meets the White Collar Unit - Parent & Child - Reunion

Rating: Teen

Title: Accidental Engagement

Summary: Tim!Neal gets engaged in the middle of the White Collar offices.

@whitecollar-dc-week (sorry it’s a few days late, on here)

“Hey, Babybird.”

Tim nearly spilled his coffee at the words. He was sitting at his desk in full view of the rest of the White Collar unit, and apparently his dumbass wanted to visit him at work. Tim mentally cursed Jason for tempting fate to blow his cover.

“What are you doing here, Jaybird?” Tim replied.

Jason casually walked around the side of Tim’s desk and sat on the corner. Leaning into Tim’s personal space, he whispered, “I’m here to see you, Timmy.”

Both of them had been able to feel the eyes of almost the entire rest of the White Collar unit looking at them. Jason would jokingly say it’s because of his good looks, but Tim would tell you that it’s just a fact. Especially, in the White Collar offices. They would be wondering who this handsome stranger with blue eyes and black hair is, and why he was talking to Neal.

Tim pushed him away at those words. “It is too early for your,” Tim waved one of his hands vaguely as he tried to summon up the word he wanted. “…shenanigans.” Tim took another sip of his coffee.

“Neal, you feel like introducing me to your, friend here?” Peter prompted as he walked up to Neal’s desk, and the pair sat at it.

“Oh, Prettybird, I’m offended! We’re planning the wedding, and you haven’t even mentioned me to your coworkers?” Jason said with mock offense. Turning to Peter, he said, “You can call me Jason.”

Tim let his head hit his desk at Jason’s words. So, that was why he was here. He had found out that Tim was planning to propose. “How’d you find out, Jay?”

“Well, putting the ring you’re going to use to propose anywhere in our apartment was a dumb move, love. I know you’re smarter than that.” Jason said.

“Well, I couldn’t leave it with our siblings. They would’ve just told you.” Tim said.

Peter didn’t let the confusion at Neal’s wording cross his face. Our siblings?

“Cass wouldn’t have said anything. Dami would probably just throw a few knives at me and then not tell me why.” Jason responded.

Peter had to put in an even greater amount of effort into hiding his confusion at Jason’s words. Who’s sibling threw knives at them? And who talked about it so casually?

Tim just waved Jason’s response away vaguely. “Yeah, but if Cass slips to Steph, or Dami to Dick, they will end up telling you. Steph and Dick have no filter, remember?”

“Fair enough.” Jason said. A mischievous grin curled onto Jason’s lips, “Are you even going to ask me what my answer would be?”

“Considering the fact that you decided to come into my place of work to have this conversation, and you made a remark about us planning the wedding, I assumed that was your roundabout way of saying yes. Or am I incorrect in that assumption?” Tim’s voice didn’t bely his nervousness at what Jason might say, but his eyes did.

Jason could see, the worry in Tim’s features as he waited for Jason to tell him whether he was correct or not. It almost that there was even a small part of Tim that thought Jason might turn him down. They had been dating for almost 5 years now. Jason had been considering proposing for a while but wasn’t sure how to ask Tim if that was a thing he wanted.

“Of course, I want to marry you, Prettybird!” Jason smiled brightly and pecked Tim on the lips, just a quick kiss due to their angle.

The smile on Tim’s face was blindingly happy. On impulse, he stood from his chair and kissed Jason. Both of Tim’s hands cradling his face gently, as they kissed way more passionately than was probably strictly appropriate for a place of work.

They both separated at the sound of Peter clearing his throat. Tim attempted to look a little sheepish, but his wide smile ripped that look to shreds. “Sorry, Peter.”

Peter waves Tim’s apology away. “Congrats on the engagement, I guess.”

“Thanks, Peter.” Tim said, starting to reign in his features.

“Just because I’m congratulating you doesn’t mean I’m letting you leave early, Neal.” Peter told him. Both Peter and Neal still had more than a few case files to finish before they could go home.

Tim laughed, “I should’ve guessed, not even getting engaged, would get me out of work for a day.”

“Jason, you can have a few more minutes, but then Neal here has to get back to work.” Peter said.

“Fair enough.” Jason replied to Peter, and nodded his acceptance of Peter’s terms.

After he heard Jason’s agreement, Peter patted Neal on the shoulder in congratulations before he turned and headed back to his office. He would ask Neal about his siblings comment later.

As soon as Peter was out of earshot, Jason leaned into Tim ear and said, “We can celebrate later, Tim. I promise.” His voice low and purposefully seductive.

Tim hesitated at Jason’s voice before pushing him away playfully, “We better be celebrating later. I had everything planned out, and you decided to do this at my place of work.”

Jason promised Tim that he would make it up to him after work before he kissed him and left the White Collar offices. And Jason would keep that promise. Not long after their engagement, Tim told Peter the truth about who he was. Mainly, so he could ask Peter to be his best man at their wedding. Peter accepted.

The wedding was beautiful. Jason quoted some obscure piece of literature in his vows, and Tim reminded him of how they got engaged in his. It was the happiest day of both of their lives. It would take some nudging for Tim to admit it, but he wouldn’t have had Jason and him get engaged any other way. He loved Jason, and he couldn’t imagine spending the rest of his life with anyone else.

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What if Marinette goes to GA and becomes friends with damian and are known as the chaos kids. The school gets used to them. The waynes need Damian one day and when they ask for him the reply is "At (area) doing (weird thing. Example: making pokemon statues out of waffles) with Mari" they get to said area they're gone and the fam has to keep asking people where he is and keep getting crazy replies. When they find him he's arguing with her about whether winnie the pooh's fav color is red or yellow

@coolrascalhoagienerd, well I had a good laugh when I saw this and where is the making of what I thought would have worked. I hope you enjoy. 

When Damian entered the halls of Gotham Academy, the first thing he notice was the change in the usual dark atmosphere. It felt oddly kinder and more lighthearted. Everywhere he turns there are whispers featuring around the new girl that recently join the school.

It’s funny how the two met that very same day. She was running down the halls in a hurry as he was walking to his next class, one that he was particular care for. They bump into each other causing a standstill in the halls. Everyone wondered how the dark prince would react to the princess of sunshine. They expected a yelling match, instead they got the best and worst of alliance ever made. 

Months passed since the blooming of Damian and Marinette’s friendship and not a single student could say that there weren’t surprised. The moment Marinette had Damian under her spell, she was able to make the stoic teen become his age. It started off small with a joke here and there, then it exploded into card games followed by video games. To this day, Damian swears that he’ll beat her at a shooting game at one point to which Marinette would respond with a laugh and an over the shoulder wink. The younger Wayne would swear that he has never blush a day in his life but the photographic proof on Marinette’s phone says otherwise.

The school soon became accustomed to being Daminette’s playground. At first the teachers were opposed to the idea but after seeing how slightly more open Damian has become with the of Sunshine, they slowly agreed to the idea of allowing the dark prince and his sunshine have less strict rules.

Which brings us to this moment, Marinette swings on a swing set while Damian practice his form with a katana. Don’t ask how he manage to get it past security.

“You know, maybe we should do something wild?” Marinette says looking up to the sky with a mischief smirk on her lips.

Damian doesn’t turn to her; he only sets the blade down to his side. “What do you have in mind?”

Marinette giggles uncontrollably.

Let’s just say that whatever Marinette had in mind would rule the yearbooks for years to come.

~~

Damian hiding his characteristic change at home was simple enough. A few death threats here and there, maybe sneaking out moments every so often. No one at the Wayne cared to pay any attention to it. It only came as shock when Damian left for school along the lines of being late. Alfred offered to take me to which Damian declined and got onto his “normal” motorcycle and speeds off.

“Does it seem that Damian is acting strange to you?” Richard “Dick” Grayson asks, pipping his down from the ceiling. He’s on the chandelier again. Poor Alfred, maybe he’ll dust the chandelier for him.

Tim walks in to with large mug in hand, no doubt filled to the brim with coffee. “Which one?” He asks taking a sip, bags are underneath his eyes.

“I do concur with Master Richard; the young master has been acting somewhat strange for quite a moment now” Alfred appears out of nowhere.

It wasn’t long before Jason manage to drag the head of the household from his lair into the mess that was slowly brewing in the main room. Alfred reprimands Jason for the uses of force as he hands Bruce Wayne a cup of coffee.

“Look, I can’t explain much, but we’re going to need Demon Spawn for something huge.” Jason says looking like a madman pulling Bruce by the arm.

“Uh, why would we need Little Bird?” Dick asks dropping onto the floor and twisting his body. “Not that I don’t mind getting Damian involved.”

“Look there’s no time to explain,” Jason facepalms and begins to push everyone towards the door despite the lack of proper wear they have on.

After one clothes change, a large of amount protest, the Wayne household now stands in front of the gates of Gotham Academy.

“Is it me or does this place look less you know Gotham-y and full of life?” Tim asks narrowing his eyes as he takes a long sip of a new cup of coffee that has been transfer into a to-go cup with Red Robin’s emblem.

“No, no, Timmy, I see it too.” Dick whispers as Jason struts past the gates and onto the school’s property.

Bruce sighs and pinches the bridge of his nose, “Come on, let’s go get your brother so Jason can stop being Jason.”

Tim shrugs before passing the gates himself with Dick following him.

Upon entering the school, they could immediately see that it was either passing period or free time for the students.

Bruce makes his way to the attendance, where Assistant Joyce resides sitting at the desk.

“Hello Joyce, I’m here pick up Damian. He has a, ah, dentist appointment this evening.” Bruce speaks hoping that she wouldn’t catch the lie he spoke of.

“Well Mr. Wayne, Damian is, uh…” Joyce turns to someone besides her. “Do you know where Damian Wayne would be at today?”

“Try the art room.” A feminine voice answers.

Joyce turns back to the Wayne family and smiles, “He should be at the art room, it’s down the hall to your right, you should not miss it. It’s in the only hallway that has a series of artwork posted in it. Before you go, please sign here so that we know to tell the teachers not to mark Damian absent today.”

Joyce hands Bruce a sign out sheet, to which the man signs and ushers his wards to go find his youngest.

“They’re so screwed.” The same feminine voice speaks causing Joyce to break out laughing.

Well, it took a total of four different locations for the men to find the youngest Wayne.

First, they went to the art room like Joyce’s co-worker told them to. They meet with a student that says that basically told them that Damian was playing Pokémon Go near the gym, apparently, he was trying to catch a legendary Pokémon that spawned there.

So, of course, after an awkward eye contact with one another, they walk to the gym. Once again Damian was there, but a different was. He told them that Damian was making ice sculptures out of ice cream at the cafeteria. The student then goes on to explain that Damian had some amazing skills with a knife.

Jason, with wide eyes, practically shouted at the student that he was crazy, and that Damian would never, and he means NEVER do something that stupid. The student just shrugs it off like it was an everyday occurrence. It was Dick that had to hold Jason back from thrashing the teen.

By the time they got to the cafeteria, it was damn near empty aside from a few students still eating. There were no signs of ice cream or the tools that would go into making a sculpture. Tim had to ask a few students to see if Damian was in here at some point in time. It’s the workers that answers the young CEO by telling him that Damian was here earlier making sculptures out of ice cream before handing it out to students. When asked with the question that has been slowly driving the four insane, the worker replies with “Upstairs racing on these old colorful scooter board down the halls.”

It was at that moment when Tim wanted nothing to but to have a mental break down, and he would have if it wasn’t for Bruce holding him up.

So, they quickly found themselves on the second level of the school. There was no sight of Damian Wayne, though there were wheel tracks smudged into the flooring.

“Are you kidding me?” Jason shouts out into the ceiling. Thankfully, there were no students in the halls to hear it. Well that might have been the case if it wasn’t for a teacher to open their door and shush the male.

“Angel, you are desperately in the wrong here. The bear only wears one color, so it has to the color red.” It was then that they finally hear the voice of the person they have been looking for. Looking over the staircase, they find a hidden cove/nook like area and siting in it is none other than Damian Wayne himself, but he’s not alone.

“I’m telling you, Dami, Pooh’s favorite color is yellow.” The female answers before taping her fingers as makes her point. “He loves honey, which is by default a yellow color.���

“I disagree, Winnie the Pooh has been drawn on numerous of occasions with red items not yellow.” He counters.

This was not happening. Tim’s along with Jason’s exe stopped working and now they were frozen in place. The most deadliest of Wayne’s is arguing about Winnie the motherfucking Pooh’s favorite color. Bruce has no words as Dick pulls out his phone to record the whole ordeal.

Legend has it that Damian never went home that day despite being excused from classes. When he had return home, his family never spoke to him, still in shock at what they just encountered. It wasn’t until a couple of months later that Damian had introduce the family to Marinette and all hell breaks loose. 

[peppersonironi]

12, 21, 19

(Is this late? Oops. Sorry!)

12: Favourite character to write about this year

Stephanie Brown, easy. She's my spirit animal, so I might be doing a touch of projecting, but I honestly don't care. She's just pure chaos in the best way. Some of my favourite lines that I've written are for her. Such as:

"What's up bitches? I brought donuts!"

"My waffles await!"

"FEAR ME!"

"Welcome to Steph’s Glitter Bomb Palace, Where Snitches get Stitches™! So don’t tell Bruce or I’ll sic Jason on you."

She's also the character I've gotten the most comments on. People really seen to enjoy how I write her!

A close second would be Duke Thomas. Bliss, a fic I wrote for the 2020 Duke Week, was one of my favourites! Or maybe Damian? His dialogue just comes easy to me.

21: Most memorable comment/review

the batfamily exist:

everyone: is,,is that allowed?

On Code Orange (Batfam/Young Justice Crossover)

*Or*

I have wanted to read a DCU/MCU crossover for a VERY long time. This story is such a delight. Your characterisation (and for me an introduction to The Signal) was fascinating in the extreme. I loved the game playing and the fact that I could watch (open-mouthed) as Bruce Wayne enjoyed childlike fun with his children and Alfred(!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!) was the cherry on top of the icing on top of the cake. I look forward to your updates in a way that you wouldn't believe.

On Batfam/Avengers Crossover

19: Any new fics to start next year

Oh boy. So many. You know what? Here's a list. It'll be good to get these ideas out. Plus, you guys can tell me what you'd rather see first!

Gen/just Batfam

Crack fic based off this piece of dialogue (came from a convo between my sister and I): Tim reached forward and poked Duke's face. "You're right!" He exclaimed. "You really *do* squish like a block of wood!" Duke Centric.

Based on THIS Incorrect Quotes. Talia moves into the Manor because she's sick of Ra's. Featuring a bunch of good mom!Talia.

Based off THIS Incorrect Quotes. Jason runs for President as Red Hood. I have so many ideas! This'll be really fun.

Loosely based on THIS post. It explores Jason and Cassandra's relationship, and how it evolves.

Duke Thomas Big Bang Fic (can't say much, but it'll be great!)

Platonic (need to be certain you understand that. There were some misconceptions w/ my Discord server) Slow Burn between Tim and Damian. At the beginning the absolutely despise each other. But over time they realise their own insecurities, and how they don't actually hate the other. And by the end they fully admit and embrace their being brothers.

Reverse Robins with Damian as the oldest (I made THIS post talking about it a while back. But I've highly revised it.)

Reverse Robins with Duke as the oldest (I wrote THIS fic, but I think I want to change this into a series!)

Cassandra as Batman. Stephanie as Catwoman. Carrie Kelley as Robin.

5 Times Bette Kane was the mastermind behind the batkids' pranks without Bruce's knowledge, and 1 Time her brilliance was brought to light.

5 Times Duke thought that he couldn't possibly get any more siblings and 1 Time he met the cousins (AKA: Duke meets the extended family)

Birdflash

Birdflash in the JL/JLU universe (based off that one hexagon by @novaviis ! Super fun!). The league is inviting potential members to the Watchtower one day. Except Wally wasn't there during the choosing of said members. So he's completely shocked when his husband Nightwing shows up. They have to act like they don't know each other, which basically involves Dick flirting his butt off with Wally, Wally trying desperately to remain professional, Bruce digging in the corner, the rest of the League in varying degrees of disapproval and confusion (at least a couple have seen Wally's wedding ring. So that adds a while 'nother layer).

Young Justice soulmate au. Dick, and eventually everyone else, knows that Wally is his soulmate. Wally is oblivious. Lots of pining and angst in this one. Slow burn to an extent (depends on how long I make it). But definitely a happy fluffy ending in sight!

Batfam Meets Young Justice

THIS fic.

Duke gets yeeted into the YJ universe, and promptly passes out. He wakes up in the Watchtower, and breaks out of the confinement the Team has set up for him. Pulls shenanigans (some unwittingly) and used his powers. The Team and JL are confused, and panicking. Because this guy keeps muttering things about the Batfam. And he has a bat on his chest.

The Team break into some ancient temple after getting info on a new Supervillian plot. They find purple clothed woman draped across a throne. She talks, and they panic, as she knows all their secret identities. The only one who isn't, is Tim. He looks bored. Alternatively: Steph needs Tim's credit card to take his sister out on a date, and absolutely refuses to text.

While the Team is on a mission to stop Lady Shiva, a dimensional portal opens up and spits out a strange Robin (Damian) and what seemed to be a female Batman (Cass as Black Bat). This new dynamic due promptly defeats Lady Shiva and all the goons. The Team is freaked out, and 'apprehends' the dimensional anomalies, bringing them back to the Watchtower. Where the due promptly break and and start chaos. Featuring "Toxic" by Britney Spears. I will not explain why.

The Watchtower gets a sudden emergency message from the Batcave. They accept, to find a stranger calling himself Signal panicking about Robin being missing. They all look at Tim, who ignores them, and says that he doesn't know where Robin is. Some naming shenanigans occur.

(Not sure if this fits here, oh well) Set in Season One, Bruce is tired of Clark's attitude towards Superboy, and adopts the clone himself. Not sure how far this'll go, but at least goes through Dick's time as Robin. (Based on THIS Tumblr post)

(Also iffy on placement) a continuation of one (not sure which? Probably Damian as older) Reverse Robins fics. It's a retelling of Season One of YJ, with Dick as Robin. Nightwing (Damian) feels protective of his brother, and so takes on the role Black Canary had in the show, training the Team. But as time goes on, he ends up being more of a big brother to the group. Cameos from the rest of the Batfam as well! And an Identity Reveal (including finding out Dick and Dami are brothers) at the end!

Batfam Meets the Justice League

Cass takes over being Batman for a bit, because Bruce was an idiot and broke his leg. This happens to line up with when the Justice League reach out to the Dark Knight, in order to extend an invitation to the league. They eventually meet Bruce as Batman, and are confused as to why he is so tall. And male.

Joyfire

Lian accidentally reveals her three parents' relationship by calling Bruce 'grandpa' over dinner.

Museum Heist

THIS fic

Operation: Seduce Nightwing. Based on a post for an ATLA ot3, Wally and Artemis realise silumaneously “Hey, we kinda have the hots for Dick” and decide together to see if he likes them back. Which involves a heck ton of over the top flirting, and shenanigans. The Team is sighing on the sidelines at their idiocy. Dick is internally combusting and thinking “Do they like me back? I’’m not sure.” 

5 times Dick and Wally fought over being the middle spoon, and one time Artemis had had enough.

Set in Season 3 (but ignores some canon), Bart is kidnapped by some mad scientist obsessed with the Speed Force. The Team mobilizes, and gets Bart back from the evil base. But when they get there, they find Wally West freed from the Speed Force. He and Artemis reunite, and everyone is happy. They prepare to leave. Then the Pick-up Squad arrive in the bioship, and Dick gets out. Everyone is expecting Dick to give Wally a hug, because hey, he's his best friend! What they weren't expecting was him to run forward and pull the speedster into a passionate kiss. They go back to the Watchtower, and some more stuff happens.

Soulmate AU where the first thing your soulmate says to you after they fall in love with you is tattooed on your body.

Post Season Two Get Together. Starts with Artemis living with Dick as opposed to Will. Might be Slow Burn? (They come pretty close to kissing) Eventually Wally comes back. Arty and Wally are back together. They both live in the same house as Dick, for convenience. Then some more Slow Burn happens. Maybe some Birdflash moments. Arty tells Wally she kinda had a thing for Dick. Wally admits the same. Maybe a touch more Slow Burn. They Eventually get together.

Batlantern

AU where Bruce met Hal back when he first came back to Gotham. Fic goes through how their relationship evolves over the years (up until current time, when Damian is 13). I'm considering a relationship reveal with the Justice League.

Hal's interactions with Bruce's kids.

Green Lantern Corp acting protective of Hal when Bruce comes to Oa. This was an ask that I got, and I'm holding off on writing it till I get as much into on the GL's as possible, as all I know if their characterization comes from that animated series, and Guy Gardener's (Hilarious!) parts on Young Justice.

Marvel

Like 3 different versions of the Peter Parker Field Trip to Stark Tower Trope.

2-part Crossover with the Batfam (they exist in the same universe), where the Avengers go to a Wayne Gala, and interact with the family. The second chapter involves them heading out the next night to try and contact Batman.

THIS fic.

[miraculous786]

The Protector’s Past

Masterlist

"Your parents aren't home."

Marinette sighed in relief, leaning into Felix's chest. She chanced a quick glance to Damian on her computer chair nearby, only to see him refusing to make eye contact.

His fists were clenched. His jaw was tense. His teeth grit against each other in clear restraint.

From the side, Chat Noir commanded, "Plagg, Claws In," causing another blond in a striped shirt and grey jacket to be revealed in a flash of green light.

Adrien made his way over to the spotted chaise where his friends were situated, and proceeded to sit on it in silence - at least, until it lasted for far too long.

"...Are we going to address the elephant in the room, or...?"

Felix exhaled deeply at the question, and turned his head to Damain with narrowed eyes. "Would you like to tell us why you were in possession of a tranquilliser gun?"

The one he was holding close snapped her attention to the guilty teen. She began to ramble in a tone of disbelief, "'Tranquilliser gun'? W-What did you want to do with that? Kidnap us? Is that why you've been coming to the bakery so much?"

"No!"

Marinette flinched at his sudden exclamation, prompting toned arms to hug her even tighter.

"Sorry, Angel," he mumbled. "It's just, I...I assume that you've heard of the vigilantes that reside in the place I come from?"

"Yes. Gotham," Felix responded for her curtly.

"I'm, I'm one of them."

The dead quiet for a few seconds was broken by Adrien, who gasped, "Wait, you're Robin, aren't you? Oh my god, that's awesome! There's rumours that you're the scariest of them all - not counting Batman and Black Bat, of course."

Damian gained a scowl on his features. "How did you know that?"

The model didn't back down from the look sent his way, as he instead chose to reply brightly, "Well...your costume sort of gave it away. What, with the utility belt, cape, katana, dark colours..."

"'Dark colours'?" the female there snorted. "Please! All of the Robins look like traffic lights if you ask me."

"You're not wrong, Angel," Felix agreed, slightly smirking.

"I do not look like a traffic light!" the person of their teasing shouted. At the raised eyebrows he got, he coughed into his hand before carrying on calmly, "The colours are simply worn by all Robins as tradition."

"...That just made me realise how many there have been. Oh! Is it true that the first one moved to Blüdhaven and changed his name to-"

"Kitty."

"Oh, right. Uhhh, sorry."

Marinette shook her head in amusement, then spoke, "That still doesn't explain why you had a gun in the first place."

A few seconds passed with no noise, until Damian started hesitantly, "The vigilantes in Gotham, my family, we...we take small jobs in which the hirer wants a person dead. The one we kill has to be a villain - we don't kill innocents."

He tilted his head up to be met with the sight of three teens with wide eyes, and fought off the urge to sigh.

"Someone hired me to assassinate a civilian working with Hawk Moth. It just so happened that I had to go after you, Angel."

The designer reeled back. "M-Me? But, I-I fight Hawk Moth! I would never even dream of helping him!"

"I know," he was quick to assure, "And when I found out that you were the local heroine 'Ladybug', I figured that I had to confront my employer about the situation."

With a soft voice, she quizzed, "You didn't tell them my identity, did you?"

"No."

Marinette let out a sigh, burying her head into Felix's chest. The arms wrapped around her form pulled her in even closer.

Adrien gazed at all of his friends, before asking the question that everyone wanted the answer to. "Who hired you in the first place?"

Damian sent a worried look to the couple across from him, then admitted, "...Lila Rossi."

"What?" Felix growled in a low tone, making everyone in the bedroom glance to him in surprise. "How was that witch able to pull that off?"

"My guess is that she used the money from her mother's job. There was no one to stop her from hiring me as an assassin since her parents are never present."

"Angel, are you okay? You're shaking."

"I-I just, she tried to murder me? I knew she hated my guts, but enough to want me dead?" Marinette asked with watery eyes, glancing around at all of the males around.

Damian visibly softened, and made a prolonged period of eye contact with the one who was hugging her tight. Then, after sharing a nod with Felix, he made his way over to the chaise.

Two pairs of arms embraced her from both sides, provoking her to relax and let her tears flow silently. Adrien watched from the side, whilst clenching his fists in regret.

I knew I should have called Lila out all those months ago.

Just as he was about to open his mouth to speak, there was a faint thump from above - where the balcony of the house was. The model's emerald eyes wandered over to the hatch which lead to the place, where he spotted what appeared to be a circular black device on the trapdoor's see-through surface.

"Guys," he called, "I think we have a problem."

Damian whipped his head to Adrien, then to the direction where said blond was pointing. His eyes narrowed, and he slowly let go of his two companions before stalking over to the bed right below the exit.

He snarled, "If the both of you don't come in here right now, I will inform Alfred that you decided to sneak off to Paris when you're supposed to be in Gotham right now."

Marinette tilted her head in a questioning manner, whilst there was a moment of silence in the room. Then, ever so slowly, the hatch door opened, revealing two men in dark costumes with guilty expressions.

"Hey Baby Bird!" one greeted in a nervous chuckle. "Long time no see, how's everything been going?"

"Fine until you two decided to show up."

"Shut it, Demon Spawn, we didn't come here to ruin the cute little cuddle session. We came 'cause we were worried. What the hell were you doing at the top of the Eiffel Tower threatening some kids? You know B'll have a field day when he finds out, by the way."

"I was akumatized," the youngest Wayne deadpanned, as he allowed his brothers to enter down the ladder. "I didn't have control over what I did."

"'Akuma'-what?" Red Hood asked.

"Akumatized."

Nightwing gained a thoughtful look, then clicked his fingers. "Oh, wait! That was what the press were saying about you!"

"Press?" Marinette spoke, making the men turn their heads to her. She blushed, and held a hand out while introducing, "I'm Marinette, and these are Adrien and Felix."

She pointed to them accordingly.

"Red Hood, Pixie," Jason said, shaking her hand. "This Dickwad over here is Nightwing."

"Hi!"

"We flew over to Paris to check on Demon Spawn here after we saw him in that way better looking Robin suit at the top of the Eiffel Tower-"

"Hey!"

"-and when he was un-akumatized, or whatever, he changed back into his civilian form, which was recorded by the news crews in some helicopters. Now the press is having a field-day reporting on Damian Wayne over here turning evil."

The bluenette stayed silent for a couple of seconds. "Why would the press be so interested in Dami?"

Red Hood tilted his head to the boy, making him blush despite the fact that the vigilante had a helmet on. "He's the son of a millionaire in Gotham. We are too, but we're adopted. He's biologically related instead."

"...That's cool," Marinette shrugged. "Should we do something about the press?"

"Nah, the Replacement has it covered. He's doing damage control now. Oh, that reminds me, what happened to that Layla girl is great for you, Pixie."

"Do you mean Lila?" she elaborated with a furrowed brow. "Why? What happened?"

Adrien smirked from where he was, and called out, "Buginette? You might wanna see this."

She took a seat next to him on the chaise, then started to study what was shown on the phone he held out.

The screen projected Nadja Chamack with a microphone in hand, as she rattled on about recent news. However, what caught Marinette's attention wasn't the video playing in the background of the report, but instead what the headline was.

"Wait, Lila's been arrested?"

"Yep!" Adrien exclaimed. "C'mon, I wanna watch what happened. Is it okay if we do downstairs?"

"Y-Yeah, sure," she agreed in an apparent daze. "Guys, do you want to come too?"

"Hell yeah, I so wanna. Plus, it'll be fun to see what Timbers came up with to keep the press at bay," Jason enthused.

"Who's...?"

Dick replied for him, "Tim is Red Robin, another adopted brother of ours. He deals with the company that our Dad owns a lot of the time."

"Oh, right. Well, umm...Felix? Can you come with me to set up the TV?"

Said teen nodded, strolling over and wrapping an arm around her waist.

"I call dibs on getting the snacks!" Adrien gushed with a hand held in the air. "I've waited too long for this to happen, so I'm going to enjoy it!"

Marinette smiled, letting out a soft giggle. "Okay, just make sure not to eat all of the croissants."

"Mari, that was one time!"

"It still happened, Kitty."

~*~*~

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[ragingbookdragon]

How would batfam react to complimenting a s/o being beautiful and s/o says “I know”?

To be honest, I think I went farther than what this was supposed to be, but oh well. Enjoy! -Thorne

Dick:

           “I still don’t understand the necessity of this outfit. It’s absolutely outrageous.” Her glare couldn’t even be considered frigid, it was so freezing as she stared at him through the mirror. He rolled his eyes, tugging the strings tighter, letting a quiet chuckle pass his lips as she sucked in another shocked breath, hands moving to her stomach.

           “It’s for the aesthetic (Y/N).” She grunted as she tried, to no avail, to twist around.

           “This aesthetic is insane Dick. I can’t even breathe!” He let out a ‘pfft’ and shifted in front of her, admiring her body.

           “You know, the corset really brings out your waist.” (Y/N) reached out, shoving him away from her as she turned, stiffly walking to where her jacket rested along the couch.

           “This isn’t even my real waist. My real waist has been sucked up into my chest cavity along with all my lower internal organs.” She tugged the jacket on as best she could, lightly tapping at her lips to make sure her lip stain was dry.

           “You are really beautiful babe.” (Y/N) paused for a moment, then turned around, eyes narrowed knowingly as she quipped,

           “I know I am. And I know what your kink is now.” She waved a hand, slipping into the heels beside the door and began walking towards the front door. “Now hurry up. I didn’t spend two hours struggling into this contortionist’s death trap only to miss the party.” His laughter echoed through the apartment and he added,

           “We could stay home and have a party all on our own?”

           “In your dreams Dickie.”

Jason:

           “You’re twenty-four years old and you still don’t know how to tie a tie? Oh my god. How have you managed to survive in the socialite society Jay?” He rolled his eyes and watched her pull the knot up to the base of his throat.

           “It’s called a clip-on tie (Y/N).” At that, she snorted, pulling his jacket closed, the she stared at him.

           “Does Bruce know you use a clip-on tie for formal events?” Jason reached up, gently squeezing her nose and retorted,

           “Where do you think I got it from smarty-pants?” (Y/N) batted his hand away, glaring at him as she spun around, fingers gently pressing her face to make sure her makeup hadn’t been messed up. He watched her silently from behind, resting back against the wall as she applied the finishing touches of her makeup. (Y/N) glanced back at him in the mirror, catching teal eyes, and she murmured,

           “You’re burning a hole in me Jay. Got something to say?” The corner of his mouth rose in a cocky grin and he quipped,

           “I’m glad we went with the maroon dress…it accentuates your natural beauty.” (Y/N) drew her hand under her chin, fingers delicately tracing her jaw.

           “I’m aware.” His eyebrows rose in satisfaction and he added,

           “I love it when you’re so confident.” (Y/N) turned, giving him a smirk.

           “Then you must love me all the time…because I’m never unconfident.”

Tim:

           He watched in amusement as she slid into the classroom, giving the professor a sheepish smile as she moved to her seat, plopping down beside him. He leaned over after a moment, letting her get her things in order before he questioned, “Rough morning (Y/N)?” She jerked her head up, twisting to glower at him as she pulled the ringed notebook from her bag.

           “Shut up Timmy or I swear to god I will shove you out the window.” He grinned, taking a moment to admire her features; he opened his mouth, but she reached over, shoving her hand against it. “You say one word and I will throw you out the goddamn window.” His eyes narrowed mischievously, then a moment later, she jerked her hand back as if she’d been burned, looking down at it in disgust. “Did you just lick me?!” (Y/N) looked back up at him and bit out, “What are you nine?” Tim simply smiled and retorted,

           “I was going to compliment you, but you wouldn’t let me speak.” (Y/N) rolled her eyes, muttering to herself as she glanced between the board and the blank pages, quickly filling in notes.

           “What are you gonna compliment? My inability to be on time and make a decent effort to dress appropriately?” Tim leaned over, propping his chin on her arm, whispering,

           “I was going to tell you that you looked absolutely beautiful.” She grunted, moving to the next line on her paper.

           “I’m tempted to respond with, ‘that’s only because I’m wearing a Red Robin hoodie’, but I’ll settle for, ‘I know’ instead.” He chuckled at her retort.

           “Babe, that makes me seem narcissistic.” (Y/N) glanced at him out of the corner of her eye and quizzed,

           “And you mean to tell me that you aren’t?” He blinked, shaking his head.

           “I’m not narcissistic.” She snorted, nodding her head.

           “Oh yeah you are. You and your entire family are.”

           “We are not.”

           “That’s because you’ve reached a level of narcissism that you don’t even realize you’re being narcissistic.” Tim opened his mouth to retort when the professor called out to them. They looked down at their papers, then to each other, smirks rising on their lips.

Bruce:

           He hesitated to intervene in the scene before him and opted to wait until she called for him. She rushed behind their third son, dragging the fourth along with her, calling out to their oldest. “Dick! Take Dami to the other bathroom! I’ve got Timmy!” Their oldest nodded, gently maneuvering the young boy down the hall. She pushed at the boy’s shoulders, pointing into the bathroom. “Don’t leave until you’ve stopped being sick.” He didn’t respond, barely sparing her a glance as he rushed into the bathroom, shutting the door behind him. It took but a moment, then the sound of retching reached their ears and she lolled her head back, groaning lowly. “I can’t believe they’ve got the stomach bug.” His lips curled into a smile and before he could stop it, he murmured,

           “You’re a good mother…I love you Mrs. Wayne…you’re so beautiful.” Her eyes drew to him and she nodded tiredly, adding,

           “I know I am…but thank you for reminding me anyway Mr. Wayne.” He chuckled, walking up to her.

           “I figured in your situation right now, you’d opt for ‘are you kidding me, I look hideous’.” (Y/N) huffed a laugh, crossing her arms over her chest.

           “Look Bruce, I’m covered in vomit right now because our third child couldn’t hold in his projectile puke.” She tugged the shirt off her body, following with her pants, then added, “If the first thing out of your mouth when you look at your exorcist vomit covered wife is, ‘wow, my wife is such a good mother, I love her, and she’s beautiful’, then I’m not going to question it.” (Y/N) reached over, patting his arm. “Unfortunately, I need to go take a shower, so it’s Batdad to the rescue.” She winked at him and quipped, “And I think Jason is sick too, so he’s coming over to the manor as well.” She’d made it halfway down the hallway when she heard,

           “Mrs. Wayne, that’s the worst thing he could possibly do!” She waved a hand and nonchalantly replied,

           “Not my problem Mr. Wayne!”

[magicrowiswritingstuff]

Batboys: Nicknames

Note: Wow, I’ve got followers now ... Hey, and thanks for reading my fics! :D Sadly, I don’t know how productive I can be for the next month or so because my finals will start next week ... but I definitely have some ideas and pieces planned so stay tuned. But for now only something short and sweet :3

Also, read this headcanon if you want to know what different personalities the s/os have.

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Dick Grayson:

You two sometimes use names associated with dance styles and their region or decade of origin: "My Steady" when you two dance Rock n Roll. "Mi Amado/a" or "Cariño/a" for Cha-cha-cha, Jive and many more amazing Latin dances. "Schatz" or "Liebling" while dancing the waltz and so on and so on. But normally Dick uses "Dove" or "Lovebird" for you. Especially after he tells you about his alias because he thinks it is ironic and funny. Other nicknames he likes to use are "Sugar", "Littledancer" or "Ballerina" even though he is the one who can dance ballet like a professional who trained forever. You also often use "Lovebird" as a more serious nickname but also "BigBird" or "Mother Hen" after getting to know he is Nightwing because you also think it's funny. Or you call him by silly nicknames you make up at the moment. It often ends up with you just screwing up his name to annoy him. You like to call him "Richie" or "Dickard" though whenever you really want to tease him. After a while Dick ends up doing the same and it quickly escalates into a not so serious competition between you two about who can use the most bizarre and sickly sweet nickname. _________________________________ Jason Todd:

You don't know when it happened but you were sure Jason was the one who initiated it: Using the names of characters from books and movies for each other. He definitely calls you "Juliet" and you call him "Romeo". Or "Cinderella" and "Prince Charming". "Veronica" or just "Sawyer" and "JD" ... the list is endless. However, these names are often just used in private. More normal nicknames Jason likes to use are "Baby/Babe", "Sweetheart" and "Princess" because you definitely are his little princess and he likes to think about himself as your knight in shining armor. You think it fits, especially after he saved you as Red Hood, so you started calling him "My Knight" after that night whenever he calls you princess. Or you use "Princey". You also call him "Birdie" or "Jaybird" but most of the time you just like to call him "Jay". You also like to use "Softy" but he will glare at you whenever you use it in front of others. But that only eggs you on. When you two are teasing each other you like to call him "Hothead", "Hot Shot" or "Firefly" because he is definitely the fire to your ice. He thinks so too so he uses "Waterlily", "Polar Bear" or simply "(Bear) Cub" for you. _________________________________ Tim Drake:

Similar to Jason, Tim will definitely use characters' names as nicknames for you. Most of the time they're video game characters though. And as long as you know about the character you will respond with the respective counterpart. But you often end up using the wrong one because you sometimes just don't know better ... or you do it intentionally just to tease him. Or you just raise an eyebrow in question because you don't recognize the name of the character. When that happens you can bet that Tim will give you a whole presentation about said character and all the games they feature in. Characters you use are for example "Peach/Mario" though you preferably call him "Super Mario" than just "Mario" or "Luigi/Bowser" just to tease. But normally and especially when out in public you two use more default nicknames. He likes to call you "Angel" or "Cuddles". When you are particularly clingy and in need of hugs and cuddles from him he will call you "Cuddle Monster" and roll his eyes. Tough he would never deny you them. You on the other hand like to call him "Bebe/Babe", "Hun" or "Baby Bird". Names that are always lying on the back of your tongue are "Coffee Boy", "Brainiac/Brains" or "Genius". Sometimes they are used genuinely, other times just to tease. _________________________________ Damian Wayne:

Nothing other than "Beloved" will ever leave his lips. Well, when talking about romantic nicknames at least. Damian will definitely call you "Hothead", "Little Rebel", "Troublemaker" or simply "Trouble" whenever you are acting up or being reckless again. Or just because he wants to because you will look at him with an annoyed glint in your eyes that always makes him smile. You like to tease him with whatever nickname you can come up with or feel like. "Iceman" when he behaves stoic and strict or "Jelly Bean" when he acts tough and unfazed because you know there is a softy slumbering deep inside. Or you use that name when he wants to be taken seriously. "Feathers" or "Beak" are used after you figured out he is Robin but only in private. Romantic nicknames you like to use are "Love", "Charmer" or "Charming". But you also mess up his name with great delight when calling him. Or you just simply call him "Dami", "Dame" or "Dames". Something he thinks is really sweet though is when you research and learn Arabic words and phrases of endearment. The pronunciation is sometimes a little off but he gladly corrects and helps you when you want to learn more about the language.

[heyitsani]

For the final day of 2020, I have a little snipit from a future piece that goes with my Omega!Dick AU. I’ve been focusing on the Past Lives AU so I haven’t finished this, but enjoy a bit of it as my final gift of 2020 to you all.

This was a requested follow up to the AU piece where Dick dies. The original requester asked if I could do a piece where Jason tells James about Dick. Here is one of the times featured in the piece. It’s kind of turned into a 5+1 kind of story.

I adore you all and can’t wait to see what 2021 brings us all!

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“Todd could I have your opinion on a delicate matter?” Damian spoke carefully from the open doorway of the room where Jason putting his and James’ things for the few nights they had decided to stay at the Manor for the holiday. The five-year-old had begged him to let them spend a few nights there so they didn’t miss any of the celebrating and Jason didn’t have it in him to deny the child anything.

“Depends on what the matter is.” Jason turned and sat on the edge of the bed, looking at the man. Though his instinct was to still call him a kid, despite him being legally an adult now. “What’s going on?”

Damian glanced down the hallway before walking into the room and shutting the door behind him. “You know what Richard left for me in his will.” It wasn’t a question; Jason was fully aware that Dick had left Nightwing to his Robin. So instead of saying anything, he simply nodded his head. “And you know I have outgrown Robin.”

“You outgrew Robin years ago, Dames.”

“Yes, well…” Damian stopped near the bed and looked toward the window, hands in his pockets, a pensive look on his face. Jason had a feeling where this was going now so he just waited for his brother to continue. “Would it do him honor to raise Nightwing again? Or would it be better to keep him at rest?”

Sighing, Jason leaned back on his hands. “Only you can know that,” he said. He knew it wasn’t helpful. But Jason didn’t know what exactly Dick had said in his letter to Damian. All he knew was Dick had written it about a week before he went into labor because they had both been beyond stressed and Dick had needed to feel like if something were to happen then at least some of his affairs would be in order. Jason had hated the idea, but what could he do? And unfortunately, it had turned out Dick had been right. “Nightwing is yours, Damian. He trusted the mantle to you. I don’t know what he told you, but I do know that he would be honored for you to wear the colors. He would also be honored if you decided to retire the name permanently. He trusted you to do what was best for you.”

“And what of Red Hood?”

“Well, that’s a whole different situation. But as far as Jason Todd’s Red Hood? He is gone. I am retired.” He had toyed with the idea of going back out there one day, but the idea of leaving James without both of his fathers stopped that thought immediately.

“No,” Damian shook his head and turned to face Jason. The older man watched his brother closely but remained silent. “What if I wanted to become the next Red Hood?” That was surprising, but a voice in the back of his mind wondered if maybe it shouldn’t have been. Damian had been raised in a different mindset before Gotham. Before Dick Grayson. Jason knew that mindset because he had trained in it for five years. “Would you pass the mantle down to me if I wanted to follow your path instead of Richard’s?”

“You’ll never be Batman.”

Damian shook his head again. “I’m never going to be Batman anyway. I do not want to be. I do not want the burdens that have weighed Father down for so long.” Jason was curious when that had changed. He opened his mouth to ask but was cut off by the sound of the door opening. The lack of a knock told him one thing:

James.

“Papa! Alfred said that dinner is ready and if I eat all my food then I can have some of his cookies and hot chocolate!!” Jason straightened up and smiled at his son as he bounced into the room. “Hi Uncle Dami!” The boy adjusted his course and ran to his uncle instead of heading for his father, making his uncle smile and kneel to pick up the boy.

“Hello little bird,” Damian greeted James and Jason just watched, knowing Dick would melt if he could see moments like these. Moments that happened so often now. “I heard a rumor that we are to have a sleepover tonight.”

James bounced in Damian’s arms and threw his arms up in the air. “Uncle Duke said he’d build the best blanket fort ever and that we could watch Rudolph and Frosty and Elf and all the Christmas movies until we all fall asleep because it’s…I can’t remember the word.”

“Tradition?” Jason offered up. James scrunched his nose in thought, an expression that was so Dick that it hurt his heart, before nodding. “You know who started that tradition?”

“No, Papa. Who?”

“Your Daddy,” he told him. James’ eyes grew wide and he wiggled in Damian’s arms, silently asking to be let down. Damian set him on his feet and the boy immediately rushed over to the bed and climbed up next to Jason. Jason looked at Damian, taking in the curious expression at James’ reaction, before looking back down to his son. “When Grandpa Bruce adopted your daddy, there weren’t many traditions in the house that were good for kids. And since Daddy was only eight when he came to live here, Grandpa and Alfred had to quickly learn how to entertain a child. So, Alfred bought Rudolph and Frosty and Daddy built a fort big enough for ten people even though there were only three of them and they stayed up late watching the movies.

“And each year after that first Christmas, the movies were pulled out and watched one night leading up to Christmas.” Jason didn’t mention that after his death, before Tim came to live with Bruce, that the tradition took a break because Dick wasn’t around to enforce it. But even the years before Jason had died, the tradition had remained, and Dick and Bruce had put aside their issues for the holidays. “It’s not the only tradition your daddy is the founder of for this time of year, but those can be surprises.”

“Ah Papa, please! I wanna know more!”

Jason chuckled and smiled at the boy before he tussled his hair and looked over at Damian. He was a little taken back at the sad look on the other man’s face. “Dames?”

“I didn’t know it was Richard either,” he said softly, smiling despite the sadness that remained around his eyes.

A knock on the open door interrupted anything else that might have been said and Jason looked to find Duke in the doorway.

“Alfred has dinner ready. Are you ready to fly Little Bird?” Duke asked, coming in as James stood up on the bed and bounced. Jason hated this, but James was definitely his father’s son. “Ready? 1…2…3…”

“GO!” James shouted as he leapt off the bed into Duke’s waiting arms before the man spun around and ran out of the room as he held the boy as if he were Superman flying.

“Gives me a fucking heart attack every damn time,” Jason muttered as he rubbed at his chest and Damian laughed. “You good, Baby Bat?” He pushed off the bed and went over, placing a hand on Damian’s shoulder.

“Do you tell James about Richard often?”

“Every damn day,” Jason admitted with a shrug. “He’ll never have memories of his dad, but he can have my memories. All of our memories.” Jason watched Damian consider it before nodding and letting the older man guide him out of the room so they could join everyone for dinner.