#thats just the face people make when they have to be batman

[mizu0xox0]

Batfamily x Joker!reader

No not the DC Joker it's the Phantom Thief Joker

• So while the Batfamily goes after the usual big villains. Joker!reader is sending calling cards to corrupt politicians, police officers and basically criminals that haven't really been caught by the Batfamily yet.

• Then Batman catches wind of these corrupt people suddenly confessing to their crimes and being taken into custody after their confessions on life television no less or in front of a crowd of people or supporters. But it didn't feel like a confession more of a break down which was odd what made these corrupt people of power suddenly crumble?

• Thats when Batman sends some of the Batfamily members to investigate and then they find the weird calling card and now they learn about the Phantom Thieves.

• They manage to find the connection of the confessions being the calling cards and these Phantom Thieves mentioned in the cards so Batman sends it for some tests only for the calling cards to be just normal paper so something supernatural must be at play for these people to suddenly start confessing.

• Well long story short they decide to start investigating anything suspicious in the city that can give them a clue about these invisible vigilantes known as the Phantom Thieves and just so happens they catch video footage of Joker!reader suddenly disappearing while walking into an alleyway.

• So with that since Joker!reader is a criminal that's being put on probation but living with a guardian of sorts well Bruce decides to bribe the police to get Joker!reader to live with them and it works. Now they'll be under the watchful eye of Batfamily well not that they know that Bruce Wayne and his kids are vigilantes.

• While Joker!reader is in the Wayne manor they are unaware that their every move is being watched except their bedroom of course they still need privacy. Every once in awhile when Alfred goes to clean their room while they're in school if he finds anything like a calling card or a calling card in making similar to the Phantom Thieves one then he'll inform Bruce. From there you'll see some familiar faces in public such as when you're at a unpopular cafe to discuss some Phantom Thief stuff quietly that's when you'll see Stephanie and Tim having some drinks at a table somewhere near enough for you to spot them but far enough to not raise any suspicion amongst you and your group of friends

• Then when you're going to work at the gun shop you're suddenly greeted by Jason who just so happens to be purchasing a gun specifically at your work place odd...

• And one day while in Mementos training with the Phantom Thieves suddenly you see Batman and Robin?! How did they get in Mementos?! And boom the gig is up since you're pretty Batman and Robin were far more skilled than you and your team so you quickly skidadle in the Mona bus. "Wait did that cat just turn into a vehicle?!" Robin says long and you're long gone.

• And ever since that fateful day suddenly Bruce and Damian can hear your pet cat Morgana talking...hell it doesn't take the world's greatest detective to connect the dots that your cat and you are members of the Phantom Thieves and possibly your group of friends.

• Plus they had more than enough proof such as the receipts that Jason had found in the gun shop you worked at for specific blueprints of gun models or other weapon types. An odd app in your phone when Tim hacked into it and just so happens when they clicked the app they were transported to another world and once they were out they could suddenly hear your cat talking. Yeah definitely not a coincidence. Or when Dick sees you going to some shady clinic in the alleyway and just so happens to find a bottle of health supplements in your room that he couldn't find being sold anywhere else. Or how Barbara finds your search history a little odd with the names, news and details of certain politicians plus these were politicians that were given calling cards and suddenly confessed their crimes out of 'guilt'.

• So what is their next move? Do they deem the Phantom Thieves a threat or try to form an alliance with them? After all brainwashing people to confession doesn't feel right even though the outcome justified the means...

I'll probably continue writing more of this since I kind of ran out of ideas for now. Might have plans for a Light Yagami Reader. Thank you for reading and I hope you enjoyed reading this. And apologizes if the characters are a little off since it's my first time writing for DC characters.

[itsdabatt]

Tim Drake: The Opportunist

[martyrbat]

habeas corpus – detective comics #1086

(ID in alt!)

[jasmines-library]

Okay that one with baby batsib learning about Batman was so cute but what about the opposite? Imagine they decided that they hate Batman 💀 love your writing 🥰

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Note: LOVE THIS. sorry it took me an age.

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BRUCE:

The look on your face when Bruce picked you up from school that day was not the look he expected. Your arms were folded, and your eyebrows were knitted together in a tight scowl as you stood at his feet.

Ruffling your hair in an attempt to wipe the pout off of your face, Bruce knelt down to your height and spoke to you gently. "What's that look for, Sweetheart?" He asked, unable to hide the hint of amusement lingering in his tone.

You didn't answer. Instead you just huffed, turning away from him. Bruce just tilted his head, rather amused by your mood. "Come on, kid. It can't have been that bad. What did you learn about today?"

With one drawn out movement, you turned back to face him, a stony expression chiseled onto your face. "Batman."

"Oh?" Bruce raised an eyebrow. He was wondering when you would come across Batman. The family had agreed that you were far too young to know the secret yet, so had avoided telling you.

"I don't like him." You declared, sticking your chin up.

Bruce frowned a little. "And why not?"

"He stops people."

"He's trying to help the city, kid."

You huffed once again. "I don't like him."

Bruce couldn't help the slight grin on his face. He found it rather comical that you hated Batman so much. You were going to have one hell of a dilemma when they reveal their identities to you.

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DICK:

Your little hand was stretched above your head as you clung onto Dick's hand. He had decided to take you to the park to enjoy the most of the summer weather before Gotham shortly returned to its usual doom-and-gloom rain. Your feet shuffled on the pavement beside your brother as he walked you towards the ice cream parlour just across the road. Your eyes practically lit up as you saw the abundance of bright colours and flavours all lined up in neat rows.

"Alright kiddo. Whatcha having?" Dick lifted you up and placed you on his hip so that you could see properly over the small line of people. "They've got strawberry, chocolate, vanilla.....oh look." He pointed to one of the drawings on the specials menu. "You can get a batman sundae."

Your face twisted with disgust. "Yuck. Batman."

"You don't like Batman?" Dick raised an eyebrow, adjusting you on his hip.

"No."

"Where'd you learn about Batman?"

"At school." You replied, trying to look over the people at the counter, clearly more interested in the ice cream than in the conversation with your brother.

Dick shook his head with amusement. "Why don't you like him?"

"He's boring."

Your answer took Dick a little off guard. "Boring?" He frowned.

"Yes. Boring. We spent all day learning about him and it was very boring."

"I see" Dick chuckled, making note to tell Bruce about this later. "So i take it no Batman sundae then? Because Batman is boring?"

"Yep." you said proudly.

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JASON:

Jason was in his bedroom reading comics on his bed when you wandered in.

"Jay-Jay?" You called out for him, turning the corner and stopping when you saw him on his bed. you looked at him, eyes wide with curiosity. "What are you doing?"

"I'm reading, Little Wayne." He answered.

"Reading what?" You asked, wandering to the bed and standing on your toes to peer over. He lifted you up to sit beside him.

"Comics." he showed you. "See."

you pointed to the figure on the page. "Who's that."

"That's Batman."

"Who's Batman?"

"He saves the city. He keeps Gotham safe." Jason explained, giving you a rundown on Batman. His gadgets, his cars.

"Thats booorringgggg." You drew out, looking at the illustrations on the page.

"Boring?"

"yes." You huff. "I don't like him. He does boring things."

"If that's what you say, kid."

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TIM:

Tim was in the kitchen with you. He had you sat in a chair as he made you a snack. The news was playing in the background, with Batman and his sidekicks' faces flashing across the screen. You paid little interest to it as you ate you breakfast, but as time went on, you began to grow fed up of seeing him and his fast car driving through the streets.

"Timmy. can you turn it over?"

Tim reached for the remote and flicked to another channel, but it was also playing the same footage.

"Tim." You whined. "Turn it over. I don't like Batman."

Tim turned around to face you. "No?"

"No." You said, taking another bite of your breakfast. "He destroys the city."

"He doesn't do it on purpose, kid. He destroys it to get the bad guys."

"But sometimes he doesn't even catch the bad guys. And he has sidekicks to help him."

"He can't stop all the crime on his own, kid."

You paused for a moment, outspoken, but pout and take another big bite, speaking with half of your mouth full. "Well i don't like him anyway."

Tim changed the channel to something else. He found your slander of the vigilantes amusing, considering you would more than likely become one in the future. he just hoped that he would be there to see your face when you found out the truth.

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DAMIAN:

You were watching Damian play video games in the living room one evening. He was supposed to be babysitting. out of the window, the bat-signal flashed into view.

You tugged on his sleeve, pointing it out to him. "Dami. Look. Batsignal."

"Where'd you learn that, kid?" he asked, pausing his game.

"At school."

Damian took in the look on your face. "You don't seem that excited. Most kids are excited about batman."

"I'm not." You folded your arms. "I hate batman."

Damian chuckled in interest. "Well, you're not like most kids then, are you. why do you hate him?"

"He doesn't change the city."

"Hm?"

"There are still bad guys."

"There are." Damian hummed. "But he's trying his best."

"And he hasn't got the monster under my bed yet."

Damian couldn't help the snort of laughter that slipped past his lips. "Oh well, thats not very good of him, is it?"

"No its not." you scowled.

"I'll have to have a chat with him then, get him to sort it out for you. will that make you like him more?"

"maybe."

Damian smiled softly. "I'll see what i can do."

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[shower-phantom-ideas]

Bruh emotional support ghost kid? Well thats what they are calling him

Suicide cases in gothem are about to fucking plummet boiz cause this one weird blue eyes, black haired boy is now heading to your location.

How does he know where to be? Having a bad day and are all alone? No the fuck your not cause don’t turn around now but theres some shiny blue eyes coming at you from that dark ally. Oh shit hes here to drop some information about you and your lost loved ones that he should know. Oh god the closure. How could you have been afraid on this sweet, creepy, boy who just helped you find your way.

Meanwhile Danny is chillin in Gothem cause the GIW hate it there (none of they equipment actually functions in Gothem so it’s either super haunted or actually not haunted at all). Then all of a sudden he gets approached by a random ghost begging for his help because their sweet baby girl is about to do something horrible. Oops now all the ghosts are following their most loved ones around just to make sure they are there to rush to Danny for help when all else fails. Now hes getting to fulfil his protection obsession double time because one hes helping protect people from themselves and two hes protecting everyone in Gothem by stopping people from becoming villains for revenge. Plus he gets to see first hand how hes making a difference because all those people he saved are sending him some good vibes from all across Gothem.

Thank god he followed Jazz around so much to slightly absorb some of her phycology knowledge over the years. Plus it was actually pretty interesting so she gave him her old text books. Shes also helping him deal with the rare events where he can’t save someone. Just a moment too late or he stops them but they later succeeded in the hospital. Neither are his fault. Now only if he could convince his core of that.

Anyway why Gothem you ask? Amity Park would have been just as good tbh but imagine Batmans face when he finally gets to be face to face with the emotional support ghost boy. Why is he here? Bruce is fine. Batman is fine. Hes not gonna do anything crazy. It’s just a hard time of year. Around their death always gives him grief. But hes an adult and can manage it.

“You know they are so proud of you.” The boy states. As if it’s clear as day, even though it’s Gothem and never a clear day. Batman blinks at him, stunned for a moment. “What?” This boy can’t possibly know that. No one will ever know that, Bruce can only hope. “They see their home, full of such life. That big house that felt so empty, so cold, to them as well for years. Then you filled it with Family and Love like they had always wanted for you. They are so proud of what you have turned it into. Somewhere full of life and warmth.” A small smile graces his face as finally “you have made your parents so proud” and its all he can do to contain himself. Emotions are running high and sue him because he really did need to hear that ok. The boy suddenly looks to Bruces right with a confused face “aren’t all basements like that though?” Before Bruce can even get a word in hes gone. Just vanished before his eyes.

[sonnyaavce]

DP x DC prompt # 6

There’s a kid crying, a blue skinned white headed kid that was just sitting there crying his eyes out in a panic as he was covered in a very large and dark cloak that was dwarfing him… that was cute to see but, the thing wouldn’t be an issue if there weren’t for the clusterfuck of dead cultist surrounding a green ominous portal under him while the poor kiddo shed luminescent tears nonstop.

“Why is there a kid?” ‘dumb question to ask Captain but sure let’s go with that yeah?’ scoffed annoyed Constantine after eyeing the magic champion while some of the members of the Justice League finished some of the goons that were still alive and resisting, Constantine just watched in dumbfounded stupor the crying baby eldritch abomination still wailing over there.

“I’ll go check on him first” said Wonder Woman, being the first to react after finishing her part, slowly walking forward with gentle steps and humming tunes to make the small baby calm down a bit and refocus on her. Dianna never went too closer to grab the small kid, but she slowly crouched in front of him, palms out and leveling her face in a calm expression, so the kid wouldn’t freak out while she still hummed songs and cooed calming words.

The poor kid wails gradually subsided and ‘oh my god, why are those eyes way too green!’ His eyes were completely black except his irises being a bright neon green shine, his small body trembled when only small hiccups stayed, in his small crying fit the lad had ended up sucking his thumb in a desperate attempt to calm down while looking for any non-frightening competent adult and after only seeing Dianna in front of him he tried to raise his small arms towards her but immediately cried as his arms wouldn’t move at all.

“I think the little boy is injured…” said Wonder Woman, breaking the silence once all suspects were aprehended and tied down “explain what you can see Wonder Woman” chastised Batman as he tried to walk towards her to check on the small boy only to be stopped by Superman, who had his eyes shinning red as he looked at the kid “For what I can see, the small child seems to have some broken bones and some internal bleeding… also there’s seems to be a sphere in the middle of his chest?”

“The demon baby is hurt?” Constantine blurted out incredulous, Zatanna wacked him furiously for that comment “if you haven’t heard what Superman said, he said he saw a sphere so it’s not a demon John! it’s a tuttelagé you idiot!”

“How the fuck would you know that isn’t a démonos, Z?!” cussed the magician as he moved a bit back while Zatanna then moved towards Wonder Woman, with spells already healing the poor baby body “tuttelagés are known to be protective spirits of kids that died wishing to protect their loved ones, their wish is then concentrated in their chest as a sphere so to see a young one hurt like this…” Wonder Woman looks grimm at the implications while Zatanna finish healing the young spirit and allows Dianna to pick him up once he’s done healing and calmed down bit.

“Someone must have hurt his protegué so bad that his body is getting affected by it�� sentenced Batman as he glared with concern at the small baby who now is now resting his head in Wonder Woman arms and falling asleep.

MEANWHILE

Danny is soo scared and hurt all around his tiny body, the wounds he had while being subjected to the examine table makes him tear up in pain while also making his chest feels funny once the weird forced summoning spell stops pulling his being into existing; green stops flooding his vision only to be meet by a dark and open space full of dead people dressed in weird costumes, so the only answer he has to this is to wail.

Because thats all he can do now, cry. He cries and cries after all what had occurred to him; he cries for his parents betrayal and rejection of his being, he cries for the cruelty they subjected him into, the torture he had to endure and almost making his core break, he cries for his friends deaths when they tried to free him from all his pain but failed.

He cries and cries until the pain into his core is unbearable because he just lost his fright, his connection to the living, his reason of being here. He’s still crying when his senses tenses the moment something changed in his surroundings, he hears fighting and grunting and something falling down and he cries harder; because he’s scared and tired and he just wants Jazz to carry him and…

There’s someone humming, nice humming, calm humming, steps coming closer and then he looks up, scared and hurt and just tired only to find a beautiful black headed and blue eyes woman dressed in a nice outfit crouching in front of him, she’s humming something to him and just looking at him with calm and such gentleness that it makes him croon at her because he feels his core sing ‘she’s nice and pretty and safeSAFEsafeSAFE’ he tries to reach out to her but his arms fell numb and ouchie and he looks up to her, in a silent plea for her so she would carry him but she’s not moving, just looking at him gently.

Until he sees another woman coming closer to them and he tenses up again, afraid and cautious, still a bit frightened by her aura but her hands are starting to glow and he immediately feels his body swaying and feeling a lot better, so he relaxes his body and let’s the pretty woman carry him so he can rest his head and nuzzle asleep.

His core sings pleased ‘I’m safe… she’s nice and safeSAFEsafeSAFE’

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[a-bad-case-of-the-stephs]

Top 5 times Alfred Pennyworth has blatantly lied to peoples faces with absolutely no remorse

5. Jason nooo we never ever gave up on you lol vs. it might not even be the same dude master Bruce beat his ass

This one I find delightful. I support this motion. It’s okay to lie here the alternative is way worse.

(there's some gray area on whether or not this is strictly a "lie" or not. But let's be real, Alfred's laying it on a little thick here either way.)

(Red Hood and The Outlaws #7 (2016))/(Batman #645 (1940))

4. I don’t know what the fuck you’re talking about I don’t have a secret code

This one is fine. But I do think it’s funny that he denies it twice. Really plays up the drama! Not like it's urgent or anything, we're only trying to clear Bruce Wayne of a murder charge... (Nightwing #68 (1996))

3. No I didn’t put that ad in the paper what weird how that ended up there

This one was just embarrassing. After quitting his job during Knightfall In a last ditch effort to make Bruce stop being recklessly endangering himself, Alfred comes back after a vacation by placing a Butler Wanted Ad in the newspaper FOR Bruce, and then Alfred feigns ignorance when showing up for the job. Insane! (Batman #521 (1940))

2. You’re too late….

Just straight up lies to Nightwing to imply Tim died of The Clench. Seriously why would he say that. Seriously what the fuck. Genuinely no reason for him to do this. (Azrael #16 (1995))/(Robin #28 (1993))

1. No one calls me Alfie but you lol!!!

I get it Alfred: you wanna get laid, but lying to your ex girlfriend about a nickname that you are REGULARLY called by MULTIPLE people is not the way to go about it! (Nightwing: Alfred’s Return/Detective Comics #622/Detective Comics #563)

In conclusion, Alfred Pennyworth is addicted to shamelessly lying, for his own benefit, for the good of others, and oftentimes just because he finds it funny. Once an actor always an actor I suppose!

Honorable mention: Tim’s Birthday Gaslighting

I didn’t include his involvement with Tim’s Birthday Gaslighting because he was asked to do that and didn’t lie entirely of his own volition, and he also expresses a small degree of remorse once he’s caught. However it is insane enough to garner an honorable mention. You really dressed up in elaborate prosthetics and makeup in order to help gaslight the 16 year old ON his birthday by making him extremely paranoid about all of his friends for vague training reasons, and then have the gall to be like "oh my god thank goodness thats over!"

Alfred, you didn’t have to do that. You are literally always going against what Batman Bruce Wayne tells you to do. Literally all the time.

Robin #117 (1993)/Robin #120 (1993)

[haveihitanerve]

Oliver Queen was quite certain he was going to die. He had been holding in a laugh for the past ten minutes, which was dangerous under any circumstances, and downright fatal if it was an explosive, loud and hearty laugh, which this one was. Especially considering that no one else seemed to be as tickled as he was, and if he did laugh, he would be laughing at the Batman. The thing was, that Batman had brought his own coffee mug and thermos to the Watchtower (because apparently their coffee wasn't good enough, or something, as batman hadn't exactly offered an explanation) and both had phrases on them that would be amusing belonging to anyone, and were downright hilarious due to the fact that they belonged to Batman. The thermos said “I’m not saying I’m Batman, I’m just saying you’ll never see me and Batman in the same room together” which, sadly, no one else seemed to have even looked twice at, and his mug, which had a large black bat on it, which said “We’re a Batty little family”. Both items were very much not helping Oliver to win his fight with his mirth, when Batman caught his eye. “Oh shit.” he muttered when the Bat began to move towards him. Well, he was bound to die anyway. “Nice mug.” Oliver greeted the second Batman got close. To his surprise, Batmans lips twitched upward. “Thank you. My children got it for me. I’m surprised you're the first to mention it.” Oliver looked at him in surprise. “Oh my freaking gods.” Batman, the Batman, wanted people to comment on his mug. He was proud of it. Oliver finally released his cackle, and Batmans smile grew marginally in delight. “Oh man that is priceless.” Oliver chuckled when he had finally gotten himself under control. “But hey, kids are like that. I mean, mine got me a shirt with two arrows pointing up, with a bow that was sideways beneath it to make a simile face.” Oliver sketched on his own shirt with his finger to display the image. Batman chuckled lightly. “Thats… quite funny.” “Yeah.” Oliver agreed, thinking back with a smile how often he wore it, and Roy’s delight every time. “My kids,” Batman added, drawing Oliver out of his thoughts. “Got me a tie that says, uh, “Worlds Best Dad In Gotham. Which… o-k i guess..” Oliver stared at him agape before absolutely losing it at the tone with which Batman had quoted his tie. “That is… brilliant.” Oliver wheezed, wiping a tear from his eye. “Wow. Wow wow wow wow wow.” Oliver smiled with relish. “I love that.” Batman smiled back. “I do too.” “Uh, green arrow? Whats so funny?” Green Lantern called over. “Oh nothing, nothing.” Oliver called back. “Just some uh.. Dad jokes.” Hal made a noise of confusion, but Batman chuckled lightly. “Dad jokes?” Green Lantern asked, utterly befuddled. Batman and Green Arrow grinned at each other.  

Oliver Queen was quite certain he was going to die. He had a meeting in Gotham today, which was always long and boring, especially since he usually only dealt with the lower members of Wayne Enterprises. Not that he had anything against status, not really, it was only that they were always such a drag, and it was clear they wanted a higher lifestyle. But, to his surprise, when Oliver walked into the meeting room, the CEO of WE was actually present, sitting at the head of the table in deep discussion with a man Oliver vaguely remembered was named something Fox. Lucy? “Ah, Ollie, so good of you to meet with us!” Boomed a voice and Oliver turned in surprise to see Bruce Wayne. “Bruce? Hey man! I didn't know you’d be here!” Oliver grinned in surprised delight, offering the other man a quick hug. Bruce shrugged, sipping some coffee. “I’m just here as a chauffeur. I’m taking Timmy out after this, but I’ll be a part of the meeting if you want some decent conversation.” He winked and Oliver laughed. “Not that my son isn't a good conversationalist.” He added. Oliver waved a hand, moving to his seat and offering the kid a quick smile. Tim glanced over, offering a wave before returning to his heated debate. “Naw I know he is. Wasn't expecting you guys to be here. Glad you are though.” Oliver sighed in relief. Bruce hummed in acknowledgement, taking a seat next to him. “Well I’m glad to see you too Ollie, theres, actually something I want to tell you.” At that, his son finally looked over for more than a second, something gleaming in his eyes. “Oh?” Oliver asked intrigued, leaning forward. That was when he saw it. Tucked just barely beneath the lapel of Bruces suit jacket…. A tie. A tie that said “Worlds Best Dad in Gotham. Which… O-k I guess..” Oliver sat back like electrocuted. Bruce and Tim watched him carefully, and Fox gave a very good impression of looking out the window. “You- uh- you're.” Oliver cleared his throat and Bruce leaned in intently. “Yes?” “Your tie.” Oliver blurted. “Its… nice. My friend has one too.” Bruce raised an eyebrow. “Does he?” He lifted his mug, which had a large black bat on it, and sipped. Oliver swallowed. “W-why me? Why now?” Bruce shrugged, glancing over at his son who was now also doing a very good job of admiring the ceiling tiles. “Because I trust you. And because I need a good friend.” Oliver smiled weakly. “Well, you already had that in Brucie.” Bruce smiled softly. “I know. But friendship requires trust. And Batman needs all the friends he can get.” Oliver chuckle lightly. “So… Dad jokes was the way to go huh?” Bruce smiled, pleased, leaning back. “Yep. Dad jokes.” Bruce Wayne and Oliver Queen grinned at each other. 

[starry-bi-sky]

The fun thing about CFAU danny is that he grew up in crime alley during his early developmental and foundational years, and was only in amity park for four years before his accident. Which means: potential to explore how this affects his personality. How does he act?

If he grows up in crime alley, which is rife with violence and crime and he like everyone else bares witness to it, how will that change who he is compared to canon?

Because he’s not gonna be the exact same as canon, thats not how development works. Something’s gonna change. So is he violent? Is he a thief? A liar? A follower, a leader? A backstabber? How selfish is he? Because selflessness gets you killed.

How willing is he to get shot/stabbed/murdered/trafficked for another person when he’s surrounded by people who take priority over themselves more than others? And is largely not taught otherwise? (And are valid for their self-preservation?)

What’s his kindness look like, is it rough? Tough love all the way through, showing other kids how to bloody up their knuckles to keep their own face safe?

Showing kids how to file down their teeth with the broken glass at their feet, so that when they bite they make it hurt?

Or is it more gentle, but still bloody, showing kids how to keep their head down and out of the way of the bigger, meaner kids barreling their way past? How to blend in, how to hide? How to not get caught?

Is it a third option, and always bloody, always hurting? Does he get in the way, take the hits? Always a shield, never the shielded? His nose having been broken so many times it’s permanently crooked, are his eyes always black? His lip always bleeding? Does he have scars?

Is it a fourth option, a fifth option, a sixth? Is it bloody? It may as well be, Crime Alley is always bloody. Always bleeding. Danny will see death, he will see suffering, he won’t unless he closes his eyes and covers his ears.

Does he have bad habits? Stealing, smoking, drinking, kids mimic the adults and even if his parents try to teach him out of it, it takes a village to raise a child. If the village is violent, then the child will be too. Is he malnourished? Jason was. He will be.

How does Dan change in comparison to canon vs a Danny who grew up in crime alley? Does he change at all? Or is Danny just more horrified by him, because he’s more similar to him than he previously thought?

What are his thoughts on Batman and Robin? Does he like them, think them myth, distrust them? How does his time in Gotham influence his perspective on the people there, on the world around him? His thoughts on Bruce Wayne (beyond the improbable him immediately figuring out Bruce Wayne = Batman)? The Elite? Does he have an accent? What’s his education like?

And CFAU Danny is fun because I get to explore that. He is ultimately still Danny - still kind, and selfless, sarcastic, punny. But how does he show it? What other traits does he have? What has changed, and what has stayed?

[im-totally-not-an-alien-2]

"Do you require assistance?" Phantom perked up at the mans voice. Red Robin was the guy multiple ghosts had recommended to him even though he was still alive. Okay, so they kinda did it in a half joking manner, but Phantom was desperate!

The nine year old came out from the shadows and could immediately feel the man in front of him cataloging everything about his appearance. Wierd. But he had dealt with Weirder. Besides, he was glowing, so he guessed the human had a right to be curious. "I heard you were really good with machines."

Red Robin looked somewhat tense, like he was ready to fight if need be. Why does everyone wanna fight him? He's nine!

Phantom quickly brought out a little silver sphere with an OwO face from his bag and quickly began speaking, "This is my friend Livvi, she started acting wierd a while back and I haven't been able to fix her."

To his credit, Red didn't attack him. He just looked gobsmacked. "You came out to Gotham, in the middle of the night and tracked down a vigilante to ask for tech support?"

"Livvi is different!" He fumed, "She's my friend!"

A sigh escaped from the mans lips and Phantom looked up to see him pinching the bridge of his nose, "Okay, you're probably not going to go away until I fix her. Just promise me you'll try to be safer."

Phantom hummed as if contemplating, "I'll try."

With that, the vigilante took Livvi from him and began working on her from the blanket Phantom had laid out. Red Robin began to look more and more curious about Livvi as he worked on her. He even took out one of Livvis ectoplasm powerbanks to examine it more thoroughly. "Can you explain to me what problems she's been having?"

The kid bit his lower lip, clearly worried about the little robot, "Shes having trouble maintaining flight and producing shields. Her speech sometimes comes out glitch or warped despite me not finding anything wrong with her voice box or programming. A few times she's just turned off mid flight and dropped."

The man looked thoughtful for a few seconds before asking, "Have you ever heard of the Lazarus Pit?"

"I've heard of Lazarus, but I don't know what it is. I've only ever heard of it in passing. Why?" The ghost was genuinely confused by the change in topic

"Can I text a friend about this?"

"I don't see why not. The more help Livvi gets the faster she'll get better right?" The bird wasted no time activating his coms and whispering into it telling some unknown people about "an unknown glowing meta child with futuristic tech that runs on Lazarus water"

Within the next ten minutes a guy dressed as a bat landed on the rooftop alongside a boy around his age dressed like a trafic light and scowling as if he had just been told that he was grounded from ever having ice cream again. The big goth dude introduced himself as batman and offered him a lollipop. "I'm not supposed to take candy from strangers." Phantom said seriously, "Unless its Halloween."

Batman...well he didn't smile exactly but he didn't seem angry. "Do you know where you're parents are?"

"No. But thats okay. They don't like me."

Batman maintained a cool pokerface, "why don't they like you?"

"I don't remember. I think I knew when I was older-"

"Older?" The other boy interrupted, "Is this not your true age?"

Phantom pouted at him, any hopes he had of making a friend he didn't construct himself were flung out the window, "Yeah, but I don't remember it. Appearently I ate a time god and lost six-ish years from absorbing his powers."

There was a beat silence, then: "You ate a time god?!" Red Robin looked horrifed

"In my defense, I have no memory of what was happening at the time. All I know is that the place i used to live is in ruins and I'm dead."

[dickgraysonass]

It feels wrong to love you.

Damien wayne x reader

Warning : unrequited love? Not proof read

Inspired by break it off by pink pantress

Summary : you’ve grown to like the cold hearted ex assassin and sometimes your not sure if its ok to fall in love with him

Damien was always someone who was proud and better than most people his age and both you of guys knew it. He had been raised as a child prodigy in a line of assassin , trained to be the next heir and leader of the rah al ghul thrown not to mention he was the son of batman , billionaire bruce Wayne and talia al ghul , daughter and accomplice to ra’s al ghul. So how did you , a mere vigilantly , the partner of batman and robins come to grow close to the snarky boy let alone fall in love with him.

And Now your here , at the giant wooden front door of the Wayne manner about to head in for a school project. It above you making you feel so small, maybe was a bad idea to go over his house but it was too late now.

Damien had initially declined when you first offered the idea of going over to his home to study. The idea of bringing you home alone made him shudder at the thought of it , even tho you had already meet them on countless times before( you work with them) . But your insistent pestering won him over only earning a defeated sigh from him to your surprise.

You knock on the door , the sound vibrating thru the giant walls. You stand there awkwardly waiting for someone to open the door , fiddling with your the books you had brought. It didn’t take long before the doors pried open to reveal Alfred .

“ good afternoon miss ( y/n ) , are you here for master damien?” He asked , his British accent prominent in his sentences.

You nod shyly , grasping your books closer to you. Alfred seeming catching on to your flusteredness starts guiding you to his room. Once at the door you stop to thank him.

“ thank you alfred” you say greatfuly

“ it was my pleasure , its nice to see master damien enjoying himself and having a girlfriend to accompany him if you guys need anything pls call me, i will be making deserts in the kitchen. ” he chuckles to himself before leaving you at the door way .

You’re too focused on keeping the books in your hand from falling cuz of your suddenly sweaty hand that made you fail to notice your face burning up.

You knew what Alfred meant by those word but it didn’t stop your mind from thinking that way.

I mean maybe.. no you had to stop yourself from wondring into the delulu world And get ahold of your self . you knew that damein wasnt interested nor ready to be in a romantic relationship. he was only now learning how to appreciate and grow in a. plotonic relationship with most people including you , his brothers and his father.

But just maybe in the future your dreams would come turn but thats not now.

You open the his room door, your eyes follow to where damien was now laying in his bed ,reading a book which you guessed to be a history one. He turns his head towards you and gives you a eye brow raise.

“ took you long enough” he snarks , his voice laced with sarcasm . He finally sitting up from his bed to face you.

“ what? Were you waiting long for me “ you spit back with the same tone as his voice. A grin now forming on both of your faces.

“Nope , lets get this over with” he replies with a sign , patting the the area next to him on his bed.

You smile ever so slightly and you start walking ,books in hand that maybe it isn’t too bad to stay friends and thats enough for you for now.

Sorry if this was bad , it was kind of rushed. This is a small one shot i decided to do for the fun of it . Don’t take this too seriously.

[fernacular]

Could you tell us more about your version of batman? Maybe the batfam too? Boop!

I can try! To be honest I don't have a ton to say, im not the most knowledgeable when it comes to the Lore(tm) and I'm mostly making stuff up with each drawing I do, whatever makes the initial concept or joke work.

So what I have is this:

He's not physically powerful but he has a lot of speed, flexibility and endurance and mostly focuses on avoiding fights and being a good detective, and when a fight is unavoidable he leans a lot on technology and being a pragmatic fighter so he can take people down quick with minimal risk. I don't know much about martial arts but his fighting style is probably similar to Akido?

The Joker is less of a huge villain, I have nothing against the character I just feel like he gets leaned on too much in batman stories, like an overexposure thing. He was a gangster with a gimmick who become a problem every once in a while but he was never Batman's arch nemesis. (That would be two-face, they got the most personal history). After the Jason Todd of it all Bruce stuck him down a stinky hole and no one liked him enough to help him get out.

There's not actually a huge age gap between Bruce and Dick, only about ten years, and the father/son relationship is getting slightly more awkward as time goes on. Like it's one thing for a 22 year old telling a twelve year old what to do, pretty different when it's a 35 year old trying to lecture a 25 year old. Dick respects Bruce immensely but he's getting frustrated with Bruce not seeing them as peers yet, and it's part of why Dick has physically distanced himself. (Some familial relationships improve so much when you live in different cities)

He's in an on-and-off again relationship with Selina, who has her own apartment but splits her time between it and the Wayne manor when they're on, and sometimes even off (Alfred usually let's her in regardless, when she feels like using the front door). They're just two very independent people who do love each other but every so often need their space and don't know how to communicate that constructively.

What else what else... Babs is Oracle but her spine was injured in a different way, probably while kicking ass and saving lives.

Bruce is better friends with Diana than he is Clark because Clark has a little bit of a country chip on his shoulder when it comes to wealthy property owners and Bruce isn't jazzed about the press. Its getting better with time though!

Bruce is very good at masking (I mean, clearly, he has to fool everyone with Brucie after all) but his relaxed affect is very blunt and not outwardly emotional. This does not mean he's always brooding or overly serious, he just has resting bitch face and his sense of humor is very dry. His family can read him pretty well but most other people just assume he's perpetually pissed.

Uuuuh thats all I can think of off the top of my head, hope you like it!

Also boop

[sweetlikehoneystingslikeabee]

Can I ask for Croc and Bane with a short s/o? Just any general hcs having to do with height differences or how they see their s/o. (For example, do they feel extra protective of them, do they feel they need to be more careful?)

Killer Croc and Bane with a short reader

I mean if you wanna get technical, EVERYONE is short to them.

Tw: there's like one Suggestive line

Killer croc

- oh my god the (affectionate) clowning around he would do with a tiny s/o.

- Have you seen that meme where a short person puts their camera on their taller partner to see how they "look" to said partner? He wants you to do that and is probably guffawing at your reaction. You're so tiny! That's how he sees you all the time!

- He tries his best to not use too much strength with you. He just knows he's fucking ripped and big w/ claws. He's more worried about past/current anger issues hurting you more than you being small.

- In fact, you being so small means he can pick you up like a sack and sling you over his shoulder like it's nothing. (He thinks its SO funny if you fuss about it.) Yeah, he could do it to any of his partners given his strength but it's so EASY with you, fun size!

- oh you are going to get so many goofy ass nicknames related to your height- fun size, short stack, baby bird, his little beignet..... and he knows how ridiculous they sound.

- He will be very protective in certain venues, however. Concerts where you got standing? He is a wall blocking anyone from pushing at you. Crowds he's practically growling and snarling to give you breathing room. If anyone tries picking on you, he's There and Terrifying.

- he has tied a balloon to you so as not to lose you. When you point out he's so fucking tall there's no way he could lose you, he just gets this dumb smile on his face.

Bane

- He's the one that tends to act more like he might break you. I mean, he's actually broken people before. Snapped batmans back like a fucking twig that one time. He's acutely aware how easily he could.

- Yet you might notice thats A-Okay especially if you have any skin/body sensitivities. Him being careful is Good because even him being "gentle" is strong. He still picks you up around the waist like you weigh nothing if he needs you to move. Gives a light chuckle if you say anything.

- Talk about the big spoon. When you sleep next to each other, his body almost curls AROUND yours because of his size in comparison to yours. It's kind of like having a heated, weighted blanket. Nice during the winter but you'll probably want to make a pillow barrier in summer or you'll die.

- If you're ever somewhere you can't see above a crowd and it's appropriate, he's picking you up to put you on his shoulders. You can see, he gets his head between your thighs. Win-win.

- if hes ever feeling cheeky, he'll pick you up bridal style and pretend to use you as a weight, curling you up towards his body and kissing your face.

- The one time someone tries picking on you because they think you're just tiny and easy pickings, he literally steps to them... breaks thier nose with barely any effort. Word gets around, and no one tries that shit again, that's for sure.

[recreationalfanfics]

Summary: Was gonna write Brunhilde and a Batman Reader but then I had an idea for a Loki x John Constantine! Reader so yeah, that's the context.

Batman! Reader x Brunhilde:

No because people think that Brunhilde is a foolish demigod or a cold bitch for letting her sisters be sacrificed but thats not the case and you know that. Especially considering how you had to make up those calls yourself and that you carry around your own image. Out of everyone in the Justice League Brunhilde could have summoned, picking you was an absolute no-brainer considering how you managed to even defeat God's who threatened your city and even befriended some. So when Brunhilde summoned you to defend humanity, you knew that all of your fights up until now led up to this moment.

- You literally do not trust Brunhilde at first and she doesn't trust you. You're more distant than her other champions and you have a tendency and unlike the other gods, you don't underestimate her, but you also see that she doesn't mind sacrificing humans.

- Until, one day, when you were conducting investigations of the arena just to make sure everyone is who they say they are (The God's literally have a shape shifter whose the God of Mischief) and you break into Brunhilde's and see her shrines. The ones she held for the humans and the ones she held for her sisters. It wasn't until you see Hercules enshrined that your tune changes about Brunhilde.

"And what do you think you're doing here?" Brunhilde frowns, seeing you standing in front of her shrine. You don't look back at her, you just continue to stare at the humans who lost their lives defending humanity.

"I asked you a questio-"

"I won't need a Völundr." You promised, still not looking back.

Brunhilde blinked dumbfoundedly before skeptically scrunching her face, "What? You think you can defeat a god all by yourself?"

"I've done it before," You say oh-so casually before looking over your shoulder and even if you wore a mask, she could tell you were looking at her. It chilled her to the bone but not...in an unpleasant way, "but thats not why I don't need a Völundr."

You then walk over to her, your chests nearly touching as you look down at her through your cowl, her arms are crossed and her eyes are hardened as she tried to figure out if you're a genius or if you're as insane as the rumors make you out to me.

"Then what is it?" She asks.

"Because my family was taken away from me once," You answer her, taking your cowl off so she could see your (e/c) eyes, "and it wouldn't be right if I did that to someone else, not even to save all of humanity."

They were genuine and the thoughts of the rumors, legends, and myths she heard about you were gone because in your eyes, she could see it. The tragedy of your past, the determination in your eyes, and the sad look of understanding you gave her was so oddly vulnerable. You then walk past her and leave her standing there, however, she found her voice once you were one foot out of the door.

"Your chances of dying are incredibly high." She warns. She swears she hears you make a noise...something akin to a chuckle, in fact. She wasn't sure if she imagined it or if you were actually capable of that. Still, you make something dangerously close to a joke (but its hard to tell with your voice): "They always are."

She's filled with such anxiety and relief as she hears your footsteps walk away and slowly fade into the hallway. Relief because at least one of her sisters wouldn't be at risk but anxious because...do you really know what you're up against?

- Turns out you did, you had one of the quicker fights in Ragnarok. Honestly, since you didn't have to worry about fighting parademons like you did with Darkseid and could focus on the God, you were pretty set. That's not to say you didn't suffer a few injuries but you've been through worse.

- Brunhilde watched as you used a batarang to deliver a killing blow once you got the God where you wanted him and everyone watched in shock as you killed him...all without a Völundr. The God's shouted that you had cheated, their ego's hurt by some vigilante in a mask, but you didn't pay them any attention as you felt yourself nearly fall.

- Brunhilde caught you and held you in her arms, wrapping an arm over your shoulder and staring at you in disbelief.

"H-How did you kill him with normal weapons?" She asked, clearly amazed and shocked. You send her the smallest of smiles (it honestly looked like a slightly upturned frown), one that looked so foreign yet so attractive on you, "Like I said, this isn't my first time killing a God."

She grinned and kissed your face. While your expression didn't really change, it caught you off gaurd but it also made your smile grow a little wider.

"My hero." She praised, happy that she didn't have to lose a sister and happy that despite your dark and brooding persona, the fate of humanity was all the more safer with you by her side.

Loki x Constantine! Reader:

tw. smoking and suggestive themes (nothing too bad)

- GKWJFJDJX, NO BECAUSE CONSTANTINE HAS HAD MANY QUESTIONABLE RELATIONSHIPS SO BEING THE BISEXUAL TRAINWRECK YOU ARE, THERE IS DEFINITELY SOME TENSION BETWEEN YOU AND LOKI.

- Like he hears about a human whose the "Master of the Dark Arts" and he just scoffs, some Gods can't even handle dark magic, so to think that a human of all things could? Ridiculous. Oh well, looks like he just had to prove you for the fraud that you are.

- No because you know how we're attracted to Loki's bastard energy? YOU somehow have more bastard energy than HIM and he is undeniably attracted to you because of it. LIKE, THE SUPERNATURAL RIZZ YOU HAVE IS INSANE. IF THE SPIRIT EMBODIMENT OF LOS ANGELES COULDN'T RESIST YOU, HOW COULD LOKI?

"So you're the dark arts master I've been hearing about?" Loki's voice echoes.

You were struggling to light your cigarette before looking around, not really panicked, but rather nonchalantly. Until the God of Mischief himself appeared before you in all of his glory, Loki didn't even hide his magical aura this time because he wanted you to feel like you were out of your league, he smiled at your stunned reaction and already felt smug.

Until you looked him up and down and smirked.

"Loki, right? Man, Tom Hiddleston doesn't do ya justice, luv~" You whistle, your eyes still taking in his figure. Loki was now taken off gaurd but chuckled as he narrows his eyes at you dangerously, "My, is that how you talk to a God? After I'm done proving you're a fraud, perhaps I should cut off that pathetic tounge of yours."

"Fraud?" You repeated, raising an eyebrow but still holding that smirk on your face, "Ya gonna have tah be a bit more specific, I'm kinda known for stuff like that."

You're circling him now, still not really intimidated like he wanted you to be but the way you look at him is...exciting, to say the least. You're surprisingly good looking...in a worn down pathetic city rat kind of way.

"They call you Master of the Dark arts...why?" Loki demanded. You shrug and stop in front of him, "People call me a lot of things. Hellblazer, Bastard, ConJob- I'd hardly consider myself a Master, I just...dabble in the occult and get sent to Hell here and there. Nothing big, but enough about me, let's talk about you~"

Any other human would've been destroyed right now, shamelessly trying to hit on a God. Especially one such as Loki but for some reason, he likes the attention from you. The way you look at him with desire and infatuation, your boldness was charming, but Loki was all about playing games and teasing. Pulling you by your towards him, you let out a startled noise but smile when he presses a finger to the tip of your cigarette and using his own magic, he lights it for you but he keeps his grip tight around your tie.

"What do you want to know?" He hummed.

- When it's your battle, Loki is rather impressed that you're quite well versed in magic. Much more than you gave yourself credit for. Which was a shame for him because he made a bet that if you managed to survive your first battle, he'd give you a kiss.

- He was laughing about it to the other God's but as your fight went on, you'd wink at him when you noticed that he had his eyes on you.

"My, the human seems motivated" Hermes chuckled, looking at Loki with an amused face.

Loki can't fight back the way his eyes become dreamy and his grin becoming less mischievous and more like a schoolgirl staring at her crush with every wink or victorious look you give him.

"Yes, they do." He responded, licking his lips in anticipation.

- One thing I feel like is important to mention is that, much like John, you tricked the Demon Lords of Hell to fight over your soul for eternity and escaped judgment. Not to mention you even promised it to angels, but either way, this is important because when your opponent stabs you: everyone thinks it's the end.

- Brunhilde was going to mourn another loss for humanity and Loki just frowned in slight dissapointment. Hmm, how sad, he actually almost thought you'd win.

- But you don't shatter and break like everyone else, in fact, a shit eating grin grows on your face as you say: "Oh bollocks, silly me, I forgot-"

- You then cast one last magic spell to kill the God, shocking both humans and Gods alike. You cough up blood but wipe it off with your sleeve and smile at Brunhilde, "I currently don't have my soul, so I can't really die!"

Oh, you sneaky little minx.

The God's demanded a rematch and Humanity argued that they were the ones who believed they were oh-so powerful Gods. You, a single human, managed to make the Ragnarok more chaotic than it already was...and honestly, he loved it!

Not only did you keep the fact that you couldn't really be sent to Niflhiem because your soul was already promised to multiple demon lords in Hell a secret but also...Loki now thinks about your bet that you made with him...He now realizes you didn't say "win", you said "survive". And while it is debatable if you won or not, you did survive. Meaning you had even tricked Loki but he was far from upset about it.

So now here you both were, your hands on his waist and his hands a mess in your hair. His back against the wall until he finally pulled away, your lips chasing his desperately but exhaling from nearly running out of air from the passionate make out session.

"You were right," Loki hums softly as he cups your face in his hands and stares at you with half-lidded purple eyes, "you really are a bastard."

[talxns]

help i’m so scared of your recent poll what if it becomes REAL!

AHAHAHAH SERIOUSLY

it’s the monkeys paw. we’ll technically get brudick but it HAS to have some really annoying catch. i do think that eventually SOMETHING will happen???? something that can’t be easily explained away as fraternal or parental admiration and devotion, something really explicitly brudick.

but i think it’s highly contingent upon the american social climate toward LGBTQ+ people. DC has become more inclusive of queer characters and themes because they understand that their fanbases have queer people in them and they can make money off them (following the trend of corporations starting to cater to queer people circa 2011). but if the pendulum swings in the opposite direction (think of companies like Target rolling back their Pride Month collection because they bent to the complaints of conservatives), there is a much lower chance.

even still, implying either or both of DC’s poster children for aggressive heterosexuality could be gay would cause an uproar among DC’s target marketing demographic (straight white men). and especially now that DC want to hammer in the father & son dynamic.

outside of tumblr on the wild internet i have seen extremely homophobic takes on tim drake coming out as bisexual. the outrage if it were batman would be cataclysmic.

of all the options in my poll, i’d hope that the one that comes true is the “tiny au versions of brudick are shown in the background of a splash panel”.

confirmation of a universe where they are romantically together opens the door to exploring that universe. it would be baby steps. a pill easy to swallow. the straight white male fans would be able to say “well thats not prime earth so it means nothing.” they can still say the real batman and nightwing gets pussy exclusively, masculinity preserved another day. 🫡

the option i would dislike the most would be genderbending dick. eye-rolling in its simplicity.

or they create some backstory for dick where he is a transgender man and imply that bruce was attracted to him but only before he medically transitioned or something. their “breakup” happens and dick begins a medical transition, making it one of the reasons their relationship is fraught. they’d use it as an excuse for why dick wore a leotard when he was robin since they are evidently very embarrassed about that too. i hate this idea, by the way.

as for the most likely option, i think it would be “they do something gay and have to be disgusted/reassert their straightness right after”. it would involve some forcefully drug induced state or mind-control that would “make” them do something, and then they’d be creeped out and visibly uncomfortable that it happened. it would be used for comedic effect and not taken seriously at all. or perhaps just an offhanded reference to such an event so they don’t have to show it. something like:

“Remember that one night when Poison Ivy hit us with that mdma powder? I had such a hard time explaining to Kori why there was a love bite on my—” interrupted by Bruce being extremely bitch faced about it. dick shuts up and they never bring it up again.

[okeiglxg]

Day 3 of recommending 5 fics about JLA meets batfam with a plus one! 🤍

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On the First Day of Christmas the DCU Sent to Me … A Hijacked Space Station by aestorian

- 3,385 words, 1 chapter, completed

-no ships

Summary- "The candle will burn."

If the Justice League didn't want people coming to the Watchtower than they should have upped their security. It wouldn't have saved them from the batfamily on a kidnapping mission, but that's neither here nor there

https://archiveofourown.org/works/52282147

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Paranoia by BoredomBeckons

- 21,646 words, 14 chapters, completed

- no ships

Summary- Batman trusts the newest Justice League recruit almost instantly.

This is so out of character, it makes the rest of the team suspicious.

Who is this Nightwing, and what is he up to?

https://archiveofourown.org/works/40571238?view_full_work=true

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Illogically? By Kiwiles01

- 5,825 words, 1 chapter, completed

- dick grayson/ wally west, clark kent/ bruce wayne

Summary- The boy looked up and stopped writing instantly.

"Dad!" Exclaimed the boy, who seemed to be scared and pale. "Oh God"

"Dad?" Lantern gasped, staring at the Flash with his mouth open. “Did he call him dad?”

“Impossible,” Flash denied. “We imagine it”

Or when the Justice League meets the Batfamily and they think that Nightwing and Batman are a married couple with kids.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/50032252

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Gotham will survive by anonymous so no user

- 2,564 words, 1 chapter, completed

- no ships

Summary- The Metropolis was under attack. Clark was grateful that most of the hero community got together to help him. He just didn't except to learn that Gotham was being attacked too with almost double the forces and Batman left the city alone to fend for itself.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/48949135

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What's in the cape? By Peppermint_Tree_Prince

- 5,038 words, 1 chapter, completed

- no ships

Summary- Batman hides the secrets of the universe in his cape. Hals is sure of that. Now he just has to convince the rest of the League.

There really is something in Batman's cape this time, but he's determined to Gaslight, Gatekeep, Girlboss, his way out of answering questions.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/47987695

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Plus one!

Of Birds, Rich Boys & Superpowered Teens by cherryousama

- 63,128 words, 19 chapters, completed

- no ships

Summary- Dick Grayson, older brother to three insufferable younger brothers (who he loves very much) and Gotham City's most eligible bachelor (or was it second? He didn't really keep track). Of course he had plans for a fine Saturday night.

Getting called out by Gotham's own maniacal terrorist—The Joker; yes, the Joker—on national television, was not one of them.

If that wasn't bad enough, now the Joker had all of Gotham City's criminals—or more than half of the population—right under his thumb. And you guessed it; now all of them are out to get the Wayne brothers!

But the Wayne boys are more than just pretty faces and pockets overflowing with money; they are the Batman's protégés, the elusive elite band of vigilantes who fight crime and protect the city every night.

With all of Gotham's worst criminals after them though, protecting their secret identities will be a challenge. So Batman has decided to call in the Young Justice team to help protect his sons.

The Young Justice team came in expecting to be protecting some rich kids who had the misfortune to catch the eye of the Joker.

What they hadn't been expecting was the utter chaos that was the Wayne household.

-young justice protects the wayne boys

- no identity reveal

https://archiveofourown.org/works/21013910?view_full_work=true

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Thats all! I still have more to post so maybe it can go on till day 7 or 8. Like the post for more and dont forget to reblog🤍

Have a good day/night