#top 30 wayne cats

[floppydrawings]

applebloom but i didnt really want to draw so instead of acquiring material wealth she ate from the fucking evil tree, got autism, turned into wayne cat and her hair became all sorts of fucked up

was this deserved?

[youngersiblingstournament]

Younger Siblings Tournament Bracket Reveal

A few things I want to mention before I reveal the bracket (and make the post really long because all the matchups will be listed in text):

Seeding of fictional characters in tumblr polls is inherently subjective. I did try to make it so that more popular characters/media would (most likely) face off against each other in later rounds, but I may be overestimating or underestimating the popularity of some characters/media, especially ones I'm not familiar with. There are some round 1 matchups that are probably a closer match but none of them are between the strongest candidates... I think.

The more niche characters will probably get obliterated in the first round as per Squimbus' Law. This is a tumblr poll and I do fully expect more popular characters to sweep, but that doesn't mean you can't encourage your friends to give your niche faves a fighting chance.

Also there are some matchups I literally just thought would be funny. Please don't take this too seriously.

I'm sorry BNHA fans.

(Preliminary Patch Notes 3/14: Swapped brackets 2 and 3, and brackets 19 and 21.)

[Image description: A 64-person tournament bracket labeled "younger siblings tournament" with a smiley face. The top-left quarter is labeled "quarter A" and color-coded red, the bottom-left quarter is labeled "quarter B" and color-coded green, the top-right quarter is labeled "quarter C" and color-coded purple, and the bottom-right quarter is labeled "quarter D" and color-coded gold. The starting brackets are labeled 1-32 and are as listed below. End ID]

Quarter A:

Ritsu Kageyama (Mob Psycho 100) vs. Ame (Wolf Children)

Malo (The Legend of Zelda: Twilight Princess) vs. Cat Valentine (Victorious)

Danny Fenton (Danny Phantom) vs. Fern (Adventure Time)

Skeletor (Masters of the Universe) vs. Shuri (Marvel)

Ryotaro Nogami (Kamen Rider Den-O) vs. Princess Luna (My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic)

Lilo Pelekai (Lilo & Stitch) vs. Sir Agravain (Arthurian Legend)

Dewey Wilkerson (Malcolm in the Middle) vs. Siobhan "Shiv" Roy (Succession)

Sasuke Uchiha (Naruto) vs. Razputin Aquato (Psychonauts)

Quarter B:

(9) Maya Fey (Ace Attorney) vs. Louie Duck (DuckTales)

(10) Falin Touden (Dungeon Meshi) vs. Saburo Yamada (Hypnosis Mic)

(11) Noelle Holiday (Deltarune) vs. Krel Tarron (Tales of Arcadia)

(12) Melinoë (Hades) vs. Han Yoohyun (The S-Classes That I Raised)

(13) Abel (The Bible) vs. Hiro Hamada (Big Hero 6)

(14) Lisa Simpson (The Simpsons) vs. Greg (Over the Garden Wall)

(15) Dante (Devil May Cry) vs. Alisaie Leveilleur (Final Fantasy XIV)

(16) Shoto Todoroki (My Hero Academia) vs. Kofuku (Real Life)

Quarter C:

(17) Luigi (Super Mario) vs. Genji Shimada (Overwatch)

(18) Yukio Okumura (Blue Exorcist) vs. Saki Tenma (Project Sekai)

(19) Fleabag (Fleabag) vs. Emerald Haywood (Nope)

(20) Sam Winchester (Supernatural) vs. Jiang Cheng (The Untamed)

(21) Nico Di Angelo (Percy Jackson) vs. Gaz Membrane (Invader Zim)

(22) Manny Heffley (Diary of a Wimpy Kid) vs. Jimmy "Saul Goodman" McGill (Better Call Saul)

(23) Sunny Baudelaire (A Series of Unfortunate Events) vs. Sunny (Omori)

(24) Miles "Tails" Prower (Sonic the Hedgehog) vs. Mugman (Cuphead)

Quarter D:

(25) Michelangelo Hamato (Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles) vs. The Knight (Hollow Knight)

(26) Vash the Stampede (Trigun) vs. Ruby Rose (RWBY)

(27) Sensei Wu (Lego Ninjago) vs. King Clawthorne (The Owl House)

(28) Dawn Summers (Buffy the Vampire Slayer) vs. Katara (Avatar: The Last Airbender)

(29) Jinx (Arcane) vs. Caduceus Clay (Critical Role)

(30) Damian Wayne (DC) vs. Alluka Zoldyck (Hunter x Hunter)

(31) Hop (Pokémon Sword and Shield) vs. Mirabel Madrigal (Encanto)

(32) Rhyme Bito (The World Ends With You) vs. Alphonse Elric (Fullmetal Alchemist)

Round 1 is ongoing! Matchups are linked (or if you prefer to scroll through the matchup posts, go to the "younger siblings tournament" tag on my blog)

[sunnyhoneyshimmermagic]

here it is, everyone! the official (and not without mistakes but fuck it this is the best anyone will ever get) appearance tracker of EVERY BIG NATE CHARACTER (that matters at least a little bit, also I forgot Rusty sienna r.i.p)

THE TOP 10:

Nate: 11,106

2. Francis: 4,166

3. Teddy: 2,936

4. Marty: 1,541

5. Mrs. Godfrey: 890

6. Chad: 691

7. Ellen: 583

8. Mr. Rosa: 537

9. Gina: 506

10. Jenny: 427

Rounding out the top 20:

11. Dee Dee: 358

12. Artur: 343

13. Coach Calhoon: 339

14. Spitsy: 304

15. Principal Nichols: 255

16. School Picture Guy: 219

17. Sheila: 202

18. Coach John: 164

19. Gramps/Vern: 163

20. Mr. Glavin: 152

MORE THAN A 100 APPEARANCES:

21. Dr. Cesspool: 150

22. Gordie: 147

23. Ms. Clarke: 145

24. Czerwicki: 139

25. Kim: 119

26. Biff: 116

27. Gram/Marge: 107

STILL PRETTY MAJOR:

28. Chip: 99

29. Chester: 97

30. Mrs. Shipulski: 95

31. Peter: 92

32. Pickles: 91

33. Randy: 81

GETTING THERE:

34. Nate drawing of Mrs. Godfrey where she doesn’t appear: 74

35. Nurse Maureen Biology: 72

36. Angie: 71

37. Trudy: 67

38. Dan Cupid: 65

39. Uncle Ted: 64

40. Mr. Staples: 62

40. Daphne: 62

42. Nate drawing of Ellen where she doesn’t appear: 61

43. Mr. Eustis: 60

44. Bob Snuggles: 51

44. Kelly: 51 

46. Sherman: 50

47. Moe Mentum: 46

48. Marcus: 42

49. Miranda: 41

YEAH THESE ARE GETTING OBSCURE NOW:

50. Kenny Smithson: 39

50. Timmy Snuggles: 39

52. Nate drawing of Marty where he doesn’t appear: 38

53. Honey Snuggles: 35

54. Punkin Snuggles: 34

55. J.B.: 33

56. Nate drawing of Francis where he doesn’t appear: 27

57. Superdad: 24

58. Derek Nack: 20

59. Daisy: 19

59. Warren Fuzzy: 19

61. Mrs. Bigbee: 18

61. Nate drawing of Teddy where he doesn’t appear: 18

63. Slim Stubby: 15

63. Nate drawing of Jenny where she doesn’t appear: 15

65. Nate drawing of Kenny Smithson where he doesn’t appear: 14

65. Wayne: 14

65. Whitey: 14

68. The Brain (Chess Camp): 13

68. Lila: 13

68. Nate drawing of Mr. Rosa where he doesn’t appear: 13

71. Action Cat: 12

72. Audrey the Lifeguard: 11

72. Nate drawing of Mr. Galvin where he doesn’t appear: 11

72. Hickson: 11

72. Craig (incel): 11

76. Paige: 10

76. Nate drawing of Mr. Staples where he doesn’t appear: 10

76. Nigel (doppleganger): 10

THE BOTTOM OF THE BARREL:

79. Ronnie (Jenny’s Boyfriend): 9

80. Nate drawing of Gordie where he doesn’t appear: 8

80. Wink Summers: 8

80. Nate drawing of Nate where he doesn’t appear: 8

83. Kit: 7

83. Kaboodle: 7

83. Stan Cupid: 7

83. Emmit the Custodian: 7

87. Marla the Mailwoman: 6

88. Claire Voyant: 5

88. Fluffy Snuggles: 5

88. Nate drawing of Coach Calhoon where she doesn’t appear: 5

88. Nate Drawing of Ms. Clarke where he doesn’t appear: 5

92. Moe Mentum’s Agent: 4

92. Greg Proxmire: 4

92. Leo Tard: 4

92. She-Pulski: 4

92. Nate drawing of Principal Nichols where he doesn’t appear: 4

97. Jenny’s Dad: 3

97. Celine Paycheck: 3

97. Math Man: 3

97. Half-Pint: 3

97. Mrs. Holloway: 3

97. Stan Pokecheck: 3

97. Deke Boarding: 3

104. Nate drawing of Sheila where she doesn’t appear: 2

104. April Showers: 2

104. Mega Teen: 2

104. Ms. Brindle: 2

104. Nate drawing of La Chance where she doesn’t appear: 2

104. Nate drawing of Gina where she doesn’t appear: 2

104. Nate drawing of Pickles where she doesn’t appear: 2

104. Daphne’s mom: 2

112. Jenny’s Mom: 1

112. Nate drawing of ronnie where he doesn’t appear: 1

112. Nate drawing of Ms. Brindle where she doesn’t appear: 1

112. Nate drawing of Aldrige where she doesn’t appear: 1

112. Nate drawing of Wink Summers where he doesn’t appear: 1

112. Mrs. Williger: 1

112. Nate drawing of Uncle Ted where he doesn’t appear: 1

112. Nate drawing of Spitsy where he doesn’t appear: 1

112. Ultra Nate: 1

112. Algebro: 1

112. Nate drawing of Artur where he doesn’t appear: 1

112. Nate drawing of Chester where he doesn’t appear: 1

112. Mr. Holloway: 1

112. Nate drawing of Randy where he doesn’t appear: 1

112. Nate drawing of Kim where she doesn’t appear: 1

112. Nate drawing of Dee Dee where she doesn’t appear: 1

112. Nate drawing of Daphne where she doesn’t appear: 1

112. Nate drawing of Chad where he doesn’t appear: 1

Questions and replies are more than welcome! This list will update every Sunday when an arc is "over"!

[emoboybattle]

I give you: the top ~20 submitted characters (who all have a guaranteed place in the overall tournament)

Nico di Angelo (pjo): 69

Sasuke uchiha (naruto): 49

Prince zuko (atla): 38

Sebastian (stardew valley): 31

Jojo mcdodd (Horton hears a who): 30

Shadow the hedgehog (sonic): 30

Bruce Wayne (rpatzz): 26

Scourge (warriors/warrior cats): 23

Rodrick heffley (diary of a wimpy kid): 19

Reese Kelly (scarlet hollow visual novel): 19

Keith kogane (voltron): 18

Gladion (pokemon sun and moon, ultra sun, and ultra moon): 17

Dream of the endless/morpheus (the sandman): 15

Minato arisato/makoto yuki/protagonist (persona 3): 15

Warren peace (sky high): 15

Virgil sanders (sanders sides): 14

Robbie valentino (gravity falls): 14

Peter Parker (spider man 3): 14

[sarcasticbambi]

Even Rich People Deal With Late Shipping Sometimes

Something is off with Tim's Coffee™ and he just doesn't know what it is.

HMB Bingo Board "Did You Put Something In My Coffee?" + Fluff

************************************************************************

RIIIIIIIING!

“Ughhhh”

“Whyyy?”

Every day was the same thing. The alarm had been ringing for the past 30 minutes. Only one of them woke him up, the rest just served to annoy him so he’d get up and start getting ready.

“Come on honey, you have that meeting with the board today that you can’t miss.”

“I can never miss any meetings anyways; it doesn’t matter if it’s with the board or not...”

Marinette has to admit, it didn’t matter his age, Timothy Drake-Wayne always managed to look cute when pouting. Maybe it was because it was so uncharacteristic of him that made it so endearing and needed to be saved as a precious memory.

“Yes, I’m aware. And I’m sorry for that, but you were the one intent in inheriting the company, so you kind of have yourself to blame for that.”

Insert Tim Drake-Wayne pouty  glare.

“Alright, alright! Hahah, if it’s of any comfort, Bruce and Damian also have to be there for today’s meeting?”

“Really? That’s certainly better than dealing with those old snobs alone! I won’t be miserable by myself!”

“I don’t think I’ve ever seen any family relish in others' misery as much as you guys…”

“I’m sorry honey, but you already know how it is with them, eat or be eaten!”

“Yes, yes Tim. Now go and wash up, I’ll start on breakfast.”

—-------------------

Just like she’d told him, Marinette went into the kitchen to prepare breakfast, only to come into a block she never thought they’d ever stumble upon.

Where’s the coffee?????

Marinette’s caffeine deprived brain was struggling to comprehend why she couldn’t find the coffee. It should be in the exact same place as always! The second cabinet in the top left corner!

She ended up looking everywhere and, by the time Tim was out of the shower and started getting ready for the day, she had turned the kitchen upside down and there was still no sign of the damned coffee grounds.

With some help from Tikki (Marinette swears she’d never get anything done if it wasn’t for the tiny Kwami), she ended up calming down enough to process her thoughts for what could possibly have happened to their precious godsent beverage. 

Turns out, they had actually run out and, a simple look at the calendar in the fridge and she could tell they were supposed to get their latest shipment two days earlier. Opening the shipment tracking app, she found out that they missed on ordering the previous month for extra stock (like usual) and ended up only getting the regular monthly shipping, which had actually been delayed because of some sort of storm and, since the storm still prevailed in the area, all flights had been delayed and/or cancelled depending on their destinations. And guess what, North America was one of those destinations that were “Cancelled Until Further Notice”.

NOW WHAT???

Marinette was so close to pulling her hair out from the stress. How was she and her boyfriend supposed to survive their lack of proper coffee “Until Further Notice”???

Turning around the stove to turn off the kettle of boiling water, she happened to land her blue eyes in the container pushed almost all the way to the back of the cabinet and, if there’s one thing Marinette is, is curious.

Curiosity killed the cat.

So, she grabbed the container to find out it was instant coffee from one of the times Connor had been over and commented on how their coffee was too much trouble to prepare in the morning “with all those boring and time-consuming steps”, so he ended up getting himself a bottle of instant coffee from the store.

Curiosity did kill the cat, but satisfaction brought it back!

She had hit Jackpot! 

It was no special roast carefully observed to reach the perfect level of bitterness along with the exceptional flavouring and meticulously packed and shipped at the appropriate storage temperatures to maintain all the properties farmers worked so hard for while also keeping it fresh when it reached their front door and, eventually, ended in their perfect mugs.

So, with the determination to still get some kind, ANY kind of caffeine in their systems that day, Marinette set out to make instant coffee for what was probably the first time in her life.

By the time Tim came out of the room, fresh and almost ready to start a new day, she had accomplished the feat of making a cup of instant coffee for the two of them, along with a couple of pastries to accompany.

She just had completely forgotten the fact that Timothy Drake-Wayne had never, in his entire life, had anything other than the best and highest quality of coffee specifically imported from tropical countries to quench his thirst for the blessing that was caffeine. 

And, when Tim saw the slight mess that was the counter, and the anxious look on Marinette’s face, he knew something was up. Marinette may be clumsy, but her kitchen was never a mess. It was a sacred place for her after all.

He decided to shrug it off, she was often stressed about something, maybe she’d just gotten a message from one of her clients that left her out of sorts for a hot second. The rest looked perfectly normal anyways, so there was really no reason to be worried.

That was what he thought, at least, until he took a sip of his coffee.

It took everything in him not to just spit it out, simply out of respect for Marinette who had gone through the trouble of making it.

When he looked at her, she was looking right back at him through the rim of her own mug.

“Mari?”

“Hmm?”

“Did you put something in my coffee?”

“No?”

“Why do you sound unsure?”

“TeChNicAlLy. I didn’t put anything in our coffee…”

“Technically?”

“Yes! You see, APPARENTLY, there’s been an issue with our coffee shipment this month and we hadn’t stocked up last month and now we’re out of beans and “UnTiL fUrThEr NoTicE” we won’t have anything and then I found the bottle of instant coffee Kon got last time he slept over and that was our only other resource and I just couldn’t let you go to that boring meeting without caffeine lest I wanted you to snap at someone for breathing and I also needed some sort of pick me up and-”

“Marinette, honey. Breathe. In and Out.”

Repeating his actions and instructions, Marinette managed to somehow calm down from the anxious stream of words coming out of her lips in the usual Marinette Ramble™.

“It’s ok, it happens to everyone. I guess even with all the prime and premium subscriptions, even billionaires have to deal with late shipping sometimes.” 

“But... your coffee?”

“It’s fine Bean, I was just asking because the taste felt off and I wondered if in your sleepy state, you could have missed a step or let it sit for too long and it saturated the flavour. To be honest, you could have just told me, and we’d order something to go from the cafe shop nearby and then get something better fitting for our tastes at the company. You know they are kind of required to always have a coffee fix for us if they want us to work properly, so we should be fine for the next 30min until we get there dear.”

“Ah, that’s right... I’m so used to taking my own tumbler of coffee that I tend to forget about the company cafe unless it’s an emergency” Marinette would have facepalmed if Tim wasn’t already holding her wrists and, having her so close to him only gave her the option to drop her forehead on his shoulder. His hands immediately dropped her wrists to fall on her waist in a hug.

“We could even ask for a bag from the storage until our shipment arrives. Or, you know, we could always drop by the Manor. I’m certain that Alfred has a storage room dedicated only for our coffee in case of emergencies like this, so you don’t need to stress so much over it.”

“You’re right! I didn’t even think of that! I honestly don’t know how you’re so calm. I thought you’d be the one skirmishing over this, not the other way around.”

“Because, if I’m not calm then there’s no one to help you calm down and then we’d both be a mess and would not be able to do anything.” the chuckle that left his lips should have been somehow offending, but Marinette settled to just snuggle up to him for a bit more before getting ready for the day, now with the reassurance that they’d still get their coffee fix for the day and that the shipment delay wouldn’t affect them as she thought it would.

15 minutes later and they were both out of the house, the instant coffee now cold and long since forgotten on the dining table, the rest of the pastries arranged with some fruit and cheese for the Kwamis to maintain themselves while the couple was out.

Notes:

[literarydemerit]

Literary Demerit Episode Guide

Here is a list of all our current episodes, organized by season. Each episode here is linked to Spotify, but our podcast can be found on most platforms including Apple Podcasts, Audible, and our Patreon. Content warnings can be found in the description of every episode.

Season 1 - My Immortal (Harry Potter)

Episode 1: Draco’s Falsetto

Episode 2: Gottem

Episode 3: This Sentence Is False

Episode 4: Bunts and Cabarets

Episode 5: And There Was Only One Coffin!

Episode 6: Cheese Boots

Episode 7: Kafkaesque

Episode 8: Sexy Broomstick

Season 2 - Forbiden Fruit: The Tempation of Edward Cullen (Twilight)

Episode 9: Man-Carrot

Episode 10: Moldy Sluts and Horrid Slugs

Episode 11: Mr. Snoofles’ Extracurricular Lesson

Season 3 - Blood Raining Night (Inuyasha x Hetalia x Legend of Korra x Elfen Lied x MANY MORE)

Episode 12: Rachael Blood Cat Ogre

Episode 13: My Daughter, Angel Garbage

Episode 14: Little Wayne

Episode 15: Just Be Enemies

Episode 16: Kentucky Friend Chicken

Episode 17: Wedding Prank GONE WRONG!

Episode 18: Fullmeowtail Nyalchemist

Episode 19: Trapped in a Island with Clone Catgirls

Episode 20: How to Baby

MAID MADNESS (video)

MAID MADNESS New Game + (video)

Episode 21: Rachael Redemption Arc

Season 4 - Dirty Laundry (Voltron: Legendary Defender)

Episode 22: The Voltron Restaurant

Episode 23: Evangelion Chicken Scene

Episode 24: Keith’s Cup of Stars

Episode 25: Highway Catfight

Episode 26: Rachel von Karma

Episode 27: Yaoi Microdosing

Episode 28: Lance’s Egg

Episode 29: Alligator Tears

Episode 30: Gasolina

Episode 31: Stomach Demons

Episode 32: Semicolon Abuse

Episode 33: Mom World

Episode 34: Dirty Landere

Episode 35: Rewrite Brain

Season 5 - Kelly the Roman Warrior (Lord of the Rings x Twilight x Shrek x various others)

Episode 36: Transylvanian Vampire in Rome

Episode 37: Evil Chess

Episode 38: The Count That Thots

Episode 39: Following Rats

Episode 40: The Yuri Musical

Episode 41: Professor Lupus

Episode 42: Fishmasters and Blood Lollipops

Episode 43: The Gelement of Ruspise

Episode 44: Revolutionary Girl Kelly

Season 6 - Love Knows No Race (Invader Zim)

Episode 45: Rat Romance

Episode 46: Zim Is Immune To Whump

Episode 47: Radioactive Rubber Obstacles of Childbirth

Episode 48: Sek’s Life

Episode 49: The Top of a Hat

our cover art is by @enaqua!

[demonjunction]

Milton Stanley Wayne (Cor)

Animal/object: Shark/TV head

Gender: Transwoman (he/she)* *Keep in mind Cor will discover this identity within the story.

Orientation: Demisexual bisexual aromantic

Age: Physically in his early 30s (March 3rd 1920)

Died: Early 1950s

Height: 6'6"

Voice reference: V/ox in this comic dub (tw blood and drunkenness) / Daria by CAKE

Theme: Lovers Rock by TV Girl / After Me, the Flood by Bear Ghost

Tag: #cor🦈

Ship Tag: #heartbeatlovers💞

Description

Sinner

She's a TV headed sinner, with a square head that is, more or less, even on adjacent sides. She has wide cat-like eyes with white slit pupils, almost like the bottom of a heart, her eye outlined in black as if she's wearing makeup. Her mouth is comprised of several sharp and skinny teeth that are layered, the second rows (both top and bottom) looking like a duplication glitch on her screen. There's typically spaces in between them that show off the black void that is her mouth. Her claws are also skinny and quite sharp, inward facing on both her hands and her feet. Her antennas are a dark gray, wrapped together to make a triangle on her head that looks like a shark fin. She is lithe with curves, having shark fins on her wrists and the top of her legs, along with a shark tail coming from her behind. She still maintains her "masculine" body from life.

Her screen and skin are a light gray, while her eyes are a pinkish red, as are her buttons, her teeth, claws, and the blood like splatter on her lower half, going up to the middle of her arms and torso. This detail is also on many of the black trench coats she wears, Cor just seeing it as an interesting accent she wants to show off. The frame of her screen is a dark gray, as is the plastic of her neck, blending in well with the black of her coats. She typically wears tight black pants and matching pointed boots as well.

I apologize, I got a little lost in my description there! Cor is unaware she is so colorless, seeing the world in whatever color her eyes are at the time. In this case, red. This is why the illusion or projected version of herself she's created is all red as well! Nobody tell her.

Human

She was viewed as a white man with shoulder length black hair, reddish brown eyes, a perky nose, and thin lips.

Her Color Palette

How Cor Sees Herself

Personality

To the outside world, Cor is one of the only powerful sinners who actually cares about the people of Hell. She's altruistic, heartfelt, charismatic, and trustworthy. In person, her constant cheerfulness can come off as creepy, and many note she is quite careful when it comes to her actions and words, which makes her appear thoughtful. Whether someone thinks this is for better or for worse highly depends on the individual!

Yet, beneath this public façade, Cor's personality could be described as grumpy at worst, sardonic at best, and considerably pessimistic about the state of Hell overall. Not to mention, when she isn't masking so intensely, she can be known to be clumsy, vulgar, and her agreeability is replaced with an often shocking amount of bluntness. Yet, she tries to suppress these "flaws" to appear more likable to others. I find them quite charming personally.

Power

She's able to create realistic illusions or projections on and from televisions, typically feeling more real than what was on them previously and drawing people in.

Past (tw bullying, homophobia)

Cor had what some may call a troubled childhood, with a distant mother and a father considered the "local hero", always helping others and rarely his own family. Though they were well off, Cor always sought a more personal relationship with her father that he'd never give her. During her teenage years, Cor was bullied for being a more feminine "man", and even more relentlessly so for her tendency to say "inappropriate things". Social rules were never her forte. She was viewed as a pervert and a jerk due to misunderstandings and despite never meaning any harm. Her father wasn't of much help, simply telling her to just turn the other cheek. Cor left the house the moment she could when she turned eighteen.

As an adult, Cor worked as a TV host who spread false information and took bribes. An old bully from Cor's high school days ended up working for Cor without her realizing, lying low and getting evidence of Cor's corruption over the years. When he was satisfied with what he'd gathered, he threatened to expose Cor, causing Cor to shake one of her dressing room shelves in a fit of anger. A TV fell on her head as a result. To think life can be so fleeting at times.

This is a summary based on what she's told me. She gets very little enjoyment from discussing such things, so I suspect there are some important details missing.

Relationships

She works with Queen and Saccharin in the entertainment district, seeming fairly close to Queen, though I won't pretend to understand her relationship with Saccharin. The same can be said of her relationship Tripster. They seem to trust and distrust each other in equal measure. Though, beneath the hesitance, there is genuine care. Lee and Cor also get along quite swimmingly thanks to their similar personalities, and have since started calling each other "gummymates", whatever that means.

[ao3feed-brucewayne]

Show Me How

read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/SDBUCve by Yes_I_have_daddy_issues Loud beeping from my phone brought me back to life, 7:30 am. God… I had already slept through 5 alarms by this point, and only had time to get dressed and go to work. My vision blurred as I stumbled across my apartment, throwing a hat over my greasy hair, popping a mint in my mouth on the way out the door. It wasn’t ideal, but it was better than nothing, I guess. Running to the transit was a lot more difficult on half asleep legs than you’d think honestly, and if I didn’t catch the 8 AM I’d end up late for work. Again. I squeezed just past the closing door, trying my best to catch my breath as I checked my phone 15% battery. Fuck… I was about to cry on this stupid train. I took a few deep breaths, pretending like I was still just trying to get air into my lungs, my eyes stinging from the unshed tears. Life had decided to kick my ass today… -- Rewrite of an old fic of mine I had to stop writing for personal reasons. It follows our protagonist Ace (which is you) getting himself into trouble frequently enough that The Batman himself decides it's time for some divine intervention. Words: 2883, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English Fandoms: The Batman (Movie 2022), Batman (Comics), Batman: Arkham (Video Games) Rating: Explicit Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings, Graphic Depictions Of Violence Categories: M/M Characters: Bruce Wayne, Batman, Alfred Pennyworth, Selina Kyle, Catwoman, Edward Nygma, Edward Nashton, Jim Gordon, Carmine Falcone, Original Characters, Miss Lady (Cat) Relationships: Bruce Wayne/Reader, Bruce Wayne/Original Character(s) Additional Tags: Reader falls for Batman first, oc is kept ambiguous on some accounts so it still works as a /reader, Ace is back boys, Im sorry I deleted the old one, Sleep Deprivation, Author is no longer sleep deprived, Bruce Wayne is Bad at Feelings, Bruce Wayne is Bad at Communicating, Bruce Wayne Needs a Hug, Comic References, Implied/Referenced Drug Use, Canon-Typical Violence, Bruce Wayne Has OCD, Mental Health Issues, Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder - PTSD, Bruce Wayne Has PTSD, womp womp autism entered the chat, Trans Male Character, Transmasc, He/They Pronouns for Reader, Reader Has Top Surgery, Top Surgery Scars, impromptu stitches, Broken Bones, Alfred Pennyworth is a Saint, Implied/Referenced Homophobia, Bruce Wayne is Bisexual, I've talked to my brother about batman too much, most of the details about the comics are from him, he recently realized he's pan as if his Jojo obsession in highschool wasn't proof enough, Implied/Referenced Child Abuse, Implied/Referenced Self-Harm, Implied/Referenced Alcohol Abuse/Alcoholism, Implied/Referenced Sexual Assault, Enthusiastic Consent, Explicit Consent, Angst, Fluff and Angst, Angst with a Happy Ending, Fluff and Smut, Eventual Smut, Eventual Romance, I might throw some fanart in here or something idk yet, References to Depression, Explicit Depression, Dissociation, Other Additional Tags to Be Added read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/SDBUCve

[cyarskaren52]

don’t forget to watch this year’s Grammys February 5th on cbs

Grammy Awards 2023: The Complete List Of Winners

Beyonce made history. Harry Styles won Album of the Year, and Lizzo scored Record of the Year.

Posted Fri, Feb 3, 2023 at 6:10 pm PT

LOS ANGELES, CA — Beyoncé made Grammy history after winning her 32nd Grammy for Best Dance/Electronic Album for “Renaissance,” becoming the most decorated artist in the awards show’s 65-year history. 

On Sunday night, the global superstar also won Best R&B song for “Cuff It,” Best Dance/Electronic Recording for “Break My Soul” and Best Traditional R&B Performance for “Plastic Off the Sofa.”

At the televised event, Harry Styles also scored big, taking home Album of the Year for “Harry’s House.” Lizzo won Record of the Year for her top smash “About Damn Time” and Bonnie Raitt won Song of the Year for “Just Like That.” Adele snagged Best Pop Solo Performance for “Easy On Me,” while Samara Joy won Best New Artist.

Other top honors of the evening included Best American Album for Brandi Carlile; Best Rap Album for Kendrick Lamar; Best Pop Duo/Group Performance for Sam Smith and Kim Petras; and Best Country Album for Willie Nelson.

Related: 

Grammys 2023 Recap: Photos Of All The Best Moments And Wins

See below for a complete guide of winners.

The 2023 Grammy Awards Winners And Nominees 

Record of the Year 

ABBA – “Don’t Shut Me Down

Adele – “Easy on Me”

Beyoncé – “Break My Soul”

Mary J. Blige – “Good Morning Gorgeous”

Brandi Carlile featuring Lucius – “You and Me on the Rock”

Doja Cat – “Woman” 

Steve Lacy – “Bad Habit”

Kendrick Lamar – “The Heart Part 5”

Lizzo – “About Damn Time” * Winner

Harry Styles – “As It Was” 

Album of the Year

ABBA – Voyage

Adele – 30

Bad Bunny – Un Verano Sin Ti

Beyoncé – Renaissance

Mary J. Blige – Good Morning Gorgeous (Deluxe)

Brandi Carlile – In These Silent Days

Coldplay – Music of the Spheres

Kendrick Lamar – Mr. Morale and the Big Steppers

Lizzo – Special 

Harry Styles – Harry’s House * Winner

Song of the Year

Gayle – “Abcdefu”

Lizzo – “About Damn Time”

Taylor Swift – “All Too Well (10 Minute Version)”

Harry Styles – “As It Was”

Steve Lacy – “Bad Habit”

Beyoncé – “Break My Soul”

Adele – “Easy On Me”

DJ Khaled featuring Rick Ross, Lil Wayne, Jay-Z, John Legend and Fridayy – “God Did”

Kendrick Lamar – “The Heart Part 5”

Bonnie Raitt – “Just Like That” * Winner

Best New Artist

Anitta

Omar Apollo 

DOMi and JD Beck

Muni Long

Samara Joy * Winner

Latto

Måneskin

Tobe Nwigwe 

Molly Tuttle

Wet Leg

Best Pop Solo Performance

Adele – “Easy on Me” * Winner

Bad Bunny – “Moscow Mule”

Doja Cat – “ Woman”

Steve Lacy – “Bad Habit”

Lizzo – “About Damn Time”

Harry Styles – “As It Was”

Best Pop Duo/Group Performance

ABBA – “Don’t Shut Me Down”

Camila Cabello featuring Ed Sheehan – “Bam Bam”

Coldplay and BTS – “My Universe”

Post Malone and Doja Cat – “I Like You (A Happier Song)”

Sam Smith and Kim Petras – “Unholy” * Winner

Best Traditional Pop Vocal Album

Michael Bublé – Higher * Winner

Kelly Clarkson – When Christmas Comes Around 

Norah Jones – I Dream of Christmas (Extended)

Pentatonix – Evergreen

Diana Ross – Thank You

Best Pop Vocal Album

ABBA – VoyageAdele – 30 

Coldplay – Music of the Spheres

Lizzo – Special

Harry Styles – Harry’s House * Winner

Best Dance/Electronic Recording

Beyoncé – “Break My Soul” * Winner

Bonobo – “Rosewood”

Diplo and Miguel – “Don’t Forget My Love”

David Guetta and Bebe Rexha – “I’m Good (Blue)”

Kaytranada featuring H.E.R. – “Intimidated”

Rüfüs Du Soul – “On My Knees”

Best Dance/Electronic Music Album

Beyoncé – Renaissance * Winner

Bonobo – Fragments

Diplo – Diplo

Odesza – The Last Goodbye

Rüfüs Du Soul – Surrender

Best Rock Performance

Bryan Adams – “So Happy It Hurts”

Beck – “Old Man”

The Black Keys – “Wild Child” 

Brandi Carlile – “Broken Horses” * Winner

Idles – “Crawl!”

Ozzy Osbourne featuring Jeff Beck – “Patient Number 9”

Turnstile – “Holiday”

Best Metal Performance

Ghost – “Call Me Little Sunshine”

Megadeth – “We’ll Be Back”

Muse – “Kill or Be Killed”

Ozzy Osbourne featuring Tony Iommi – “Degradation Rules” * Winner

Turnstile – “Blackout”

Best Rock Song

Red Hot Chili Peppers – “Black Summer”

Turnstile – “Blackout”

Brandi Carlile – “Broken Horses” * Winner

The War on Drugs – “Harmonia’s Dream”

Ozzy Osbourne featuring Jeff Beck – “Patient Number 9”

Best Rock Album

The Black Keys – Dropout Boogie

Elvis Costello and the Imposters – The Boy Named If

Idles – Crawler

Machine Gun Kelly – Mainstream Sellout

Ozzy Osbourne – Patient Number 9 * Winner

Spoon – Lucifer on the Sofa

Best Alternative Music Performance

Arctic Monkeys – “There’d Better Be a Mirrorball”

Big Thief – “Certainty”

Florence and the Machine – “King”

Wet Leg – “Chaise Longue” * Winner

Yeah Yeah Yeahs featuring Perfume Genius – “Spitting Off the Edge of the World”

Best Alternative Music Album

Arcade Fire – WE

Big Thief – Dragon New Warm Mountain I Believe in You

Björk – Fossora

Wet Leg – Wet Leg * Winner

Yeah Yeah Yeahs – Cool It Down

Best R&B Performance

Beyoncé – “Virgo’s Groove”

Mary J. Blige featuring Anderson . Paak – “Here With Me”

Muni Long – “Hrs and Hrs” * Winner

Lucky Daye – “Over”

Jazmine Sullivan – “Hurt Me So Good”

Best Traditional R&B Performance

Snow Aalegra – “Do 4 Love”

Babyface featuring Ella Mai – “Keeps on Fallin’”

Beyoncé – “Plastic Off the Sofa” * Winner

Adam Blackstone featuring Jazmine Sullivan – “Round Midnight”

Mary J. Blige – “Good Morning Gorgeous”

Best R&B Song

Beyoncé – “Cuff It” * Winner

Mary J. Blige – “Good Morning Gorgeous”

Muni Long – “Hrs and Hrs”

Jazmine Sullivan – “Hurt Me So Good”

PJ Morton – “Please Don’t Walk Away”

Best Progressive R&B Album

Cory Henry – Operation Funk

Steve Lacy – Gemini Rights * Winner

Terrace Martin – Drones

Moonchild – Starfruit

Tank and the Bangas – Red Balloon

Best R&B Album

Mary J. Blige – Good Morning Gorgeous (Deluxe)

Chris Brown – Breezy (Deluxe)

Robert Glasper – Black Radio III * Winner

Lucky Daye – Candydrip

PJ Morton – Watch the Sun

Best Rap Performance

DJ Khaled featuring Rick Ross, Lil Wayne, Jay-Z, John Legend and Fridayy – “God Did”

Doja Cat – “Vegas”

Gunna and Future featuring Young Thug – “Pushin P”

Hitkidd and GloRilla – “F.N.F. (Let’s Go)”

Kendrick Lamar – “The Heart Part 5” * Winner

Best Melodic Rap Performance

DJ Khaled featuring Future and SZA – “Beautiful”

Future featuring Drake and Tems – “Wait for U” * Winner

Jack Harlow – “First Class”

Kendrick Lamar featuring Blxst and Amanda Reifer – “Die Hard”

Latto – “Big Energy (Live)”

Best Rap Song

Jack Harlow featuring Drake – “Churchill Downs”

DJ Khaled featuring Rick Ross, Lil Wayne, Jay-Z, John Legend and Fridayy – “God Did”

Kendrick Lamar – “The Heart Part 5” * Winner

Gunna and Future featuring Young Thug – “Pushin P”

Future featuring Drake and Tems – “Wait for U”

Best Rap Album

DJ Khaled – God Did

Future – I Never Liked You

Jack Harlow – Come Home the Kids Miss You

Kendrick Lamar – Mr. Morale and the Big Steppers * Winner

Pusha T – It’s Almost Dry

Best Country Solo Performance

Kelsea Ballerini – “Heartfelt”

Zach Bryan – “Something in the Orange”

Miranda Lambert – “In His Arms”

Maren Morris – “Circles Around This Town”

Willie Nelson – “Live Forever” * Winner

Best Country Duo/Group Performance

Ingrid Andress and Sam Hunt – “Wishful Drinking”

Brothers Osborne – “Midnight Rider’s Prayer”

Luke Combs and Miranda Lambert – “Outrunnin’ Your Memory”

Reba McEntire and Dolly Parton – “Does He Love You – Revisited”

Carly Pearce and Ashley McBryde – “Never Wanted to Be That Girl” * Winner

Robert Plant and Alison Krauss – “Going Where the Lonely Go”

Best Country Song

Maren Morris – “Circles Around This Town”

Luke Combs – “Doin’ This”

Taylor Swift – “I Bet You Think About Me (Taylor’s Version)”

Miranda Lambert – “If I Was a Cowboy”

Willie Nelson – “I’ll Love You Till the Day I Die”

Cody Johnson – “’Til You Can’t” * Winner

Best Country Album

Luke Combs – Growin’ Up

Miranda Lambert – Palomino

Ashley McBryde – Ashley McBryde Presents: Lindeville

Maren Morris – Humble Quest

Willie Nelson – A Beautiful Time * Winner

Best Latin Pop Album

Christina Aguilera – Aguilera

Rubén Blades and Boca Livre – Pasieros

Camilo – De Adentro Pa Afuera

Fonseca – Viajante 

Sebastián Yatra – Dharma+

Best Música Urbana Album

Rauw Alejandro – Trap Cake, Vol. 2

Bad Bunny – Un Verano Sin Ti * Winner

Daddy Yankee – Legendaddy 

Farruko – La 167

Maluma – The Love and Sex Tape

Best Latin Rock or Alternative Album

Cimafunk – El Alimento 

Jorge Drexler – Tinta y Tiempo

Mon Laferte – 1940 Carmen

Gaby Moreno – Alegoría 

Fito Paez – Los Años Salvajes

Rosalía – Motomami * Winner

Best Regional Mexican Music Album (Including Tejano)

Chiquis – Abeja Reina

Natalia Lafourcade – Un Canto por México – El Musical * Winner

Los Tigres Del Norte – La Reunión (Deluxe)

Christian Nodal – EP #1 Forajido

Marco Antonio Solís – Qué Ganas de Verte (Deluxe)

Best Tropical Latin Album

Marc Anthony – Pa’lla Voy * Winner

La Santa Cecilia – Quiero Verte Feliz

Víctor Manuelle – Lado A Lado B

Tito Nieves – Legendario

Spanish Harlem Orchestra – Imágenes Latinas 

Carlos Vives – Cumbiana II

Best American Roots Performance

Bill Anderson featuring Dolly Parton – “Someday It’ll All Make Sense” (Bluegrass Version)

Madison Cunningham – “Life According to Raechel”

Fantastic Negrito – “Oh Betty”

Aaron Neville With the Dirty Dozen Brass Band – “Stompin’ Ground” * Winner

Aoife O’Donovan and Allison Russell – “Prodigal Daughter” 

Best Americana Performance

Eric Alexandra’s – “Silver Moon [A Tribute to Michael Nesmith]”

Asleep at the Wheel featuring Lyle Lovett – “There You Go Again”

Blind Boys of Alabama featuring Black Violin – “The Message”

Brandi Carlile featuring Lucius – “You and Me on the Rock”

Bonnie Raitt – “Made Up Mind” * Winner

Best American Roots Song

Anaïs Mitchell – “Bright Star”

Sheryl Crow – “Forever”

Robert Plant and Alison Krauss – “High and Lonesome”

Bonnie Raitt – “Just Like That” * Winner

Aoife O’Donovan and Allison Russell – “Prodigal Daughter” 

Brandi Carlile featuring Lucius – “You and Me on the Rock”

Best Americana Album

Brandi Carlile – In These Silent Days * Winner

Dr. John – Things Happen That Way

Keb’ Mo’ – Good to Be…

Robert Plant and Alison Krauss – Raise the Roof

Bonnie Raitt – Just Like That

Best Bluegrass Album

The Infamous Stringdusters – Toward the Fray

The Del McCoury Band – Almost Proud

Peter Rowan – Calling You From My Mountain

Molly Tuttle and Golden Highway – Crooked Tree * Winner

Yonder Mountain String Band – Get Yourself Outside

Best Traditional Blues Album

Gov’t Mule – Heavy Load Blues

Buddy Guy – The Blues Don’t Lie

Taj Mahal and Ry Cooder – Get On Board * Winner

John Mayall – The Sun Is Shining Down

Charlie Musselwhite – Mississippi Son

Best Contemporary Blues Album

Shamekia Copeland – Done Come Too Far

Eric Gales – Crown

Ben Harper – Bloodline Maintenance

North Mississippi Allstars – Set Sail

Edgar Winter – Brother Johnny * Winner

Best Folk Album

Judy Collins – Spellbound

Madison Cunningham – Revealer * Winner

Janis Ian – The Light at the End of the Line

Aofie O’Donovan – Age of Apathy

Punch Brothers – Hell on Church Street

Best Reggae Music

Kabaka Pyramid – The Kalling * Winner

Koffee – Gifted

Sean Paul – Scorcha

Protoje – Third Time’s the Charm

Shaggy – Com Fly Wid Mi

Best Global Music Performance

Arooj Aftab and Anoushka Shankar – “Udhero Na”

Matt B and Eddy Kenzo – “Gimme Love”

Burna Boy – “Last Last”

Rocky Dawuni featuring Blvk H3ro – “Neva Bow Down”

Wouter Kellerman, Zaken Bantwini and Nomcebo Zikode – “Bayethe” * Winner

Best Global Music Album

Berklee Indian Ensemble – Shuruaat

Burna Boy – Love, Damini

Angélique Kidjo and Ibrahim Maalouf – Queen of Sheba

Anoushka Shankar, Metropole Orkest and Jules Buckley featuring Manu Delago – Between Us… (Live)

Masa Takumi – Sakura * Winner

Best Comedy Album

Dave Chappelle – The Closer * Winner

Jim Gaffigan – Comedy Monster

Randy Rainbow – A Little Brains, A Little Talent

Louis C.K. – Sorry

Patton Oswalt – We All Scream

Best Audio Book, Narration, and Storytelling Recording

Jamie Foxx – Act Like You Got Some Sense

Mel Brooks – All About Me!: My Remarkable Life in Show Business

Lin-Manuel Miranda – Aristotle and Dante Dive Into the Waters of the World

Viola Davis – Finding Me * Winner

Questlove – Music is History

Best Song Written for Visual Media

Beyoncé – “Be Alive” (from King Richard)

Taylor Swift – “Carolina” (from Where the Crawdads Sing)

Lady Gaga – “Hold My Hand” (from Top Gun: Maverick)

Jessy Wilson featuring Angélique Kidjo – “Keep Rising (The Woman King)” (from The Woman King)

4*Town (Billie Eilish and Finneas O’Connell) – “Nobody Like U” (from Turning Red)

Lin-Manuel Miranda – “We Don’t Talk About Bruno” (from Encanto) * Winner

Best Music Video

Adele – “Easy on Me”

BTS – “Yet to Come”

Doja Cat – “Woman”

Kendrick Lamar – “The Heart Part 5”

Harry Styles – “As It Was”

Taylor Swift – “All Too Well: The Short Film” * Winner

Best Music Film

Adele One Night Only – Adele

Our World – Justin Bieber

Billie Eilish Live at the O2 – Billie Eilish

Motomami (Rosalía Tiktok Live Performance) – Rosalía

Jazz Fest: A New Orleans Story – Various Artists * Winner

A Band A Brotherhood A Barn – Neil Young and Crazy Horse

Producer of the Year, Non-Classical

Jack Antonoff * Winner

Dan Auerbach

Boi-1da

Dahi

Dernst “D’Mile” Emile II

Songwriter of the Year, Non-Classical

Amy Allen

Nija Charles

Tobias Jesso, Jr. * Winner

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[gothamitepride]

So, context. I don't have context. But I like to pretend I do!

I got home one day, and it was a very long day. I just brought Jacks home days ago, and I had to go through a whole process to get Jacks accepted into my apartment. [Apparently, there was a bombing attack at one of the Wayne buildings that used household animals to carry the explosives. Terribly nasty news. I'm scared of the psychopath who came up with using puppies and kittens. (I asked more about it, and luckily, it was called in by an anonymous tipper. I think at this rate, I might start adopting animals left and right...)]

Sorry, tangent. I came home, finally getting approved, and I was hauling up all the necessities for cats to thrive [at least, I think so, according to my mother]. Keep in mind that the elevator stops 30 floors away from mine, so I was not exactly in the right state of mind after carrying up an extra 20-to-30 pounds up 30 flights of stairs.

I got in my room, absolutely exhausted with a little cat in a cage in one hand, a litter box full of cat scratches and cheap grooming kits, and a backpack: filled with cat toys, food, tags, collars, kitty litter, baking powder, cat clippers, food dish, water dish... you get the point. I was so, SO tired, and SORE. So I didn't notice the dark figure in the corner of my apartment until it shifted, SO SUE ME.

Anyways. This figure was TALL. Horrifyingly so. Easily over 6 feet tall. It had the mouth of a human, but white glowing eyes. Long, sharp pointed ears on the side. It crept in the shadows, gliding across the floors. I didn't trust the way it moved, like it was testing the very way I stood. It was like I was the threat, not the towering beast in front of me. When I saw it, I collapsed on the ground.

I fell hard on my bum. I'll admit that. Who could blame me, with its haunting voice and curved claws for fingers? It spoke to me. Asking what I was doing with the cat I got, about brown fur is on my drapes, why I was at the bank. Asking me if I was okay.

I answered. However foolish, I answered honestly. I told it my name. It said it already knew it. I asked for its name, and it told me he was vengence. The dark. A nightmare. Built like a man, shaped as a bat. I called it Batman. It accepted this surprisingly easy.

I told Batman how I'm working to be a psychologist, just being a few short years away from my goal. Told him about possibly getting an apprenticeship in those short few years with a man named Hugo Strange. How I decided to house Jacks until I could find the owner after finding him on top of the bank I currently work at. Told him about the bank only taking me in recently and having to yet put me in the systems. Told him about the red eyes I saw. How I had no idea what that being was, but that it looked to be a bat, just like him, except having a more animalistic figure rather than humanoid. And I told Batman that, although ill, I was ultimately alive. I offered water to the being, careful to maintain my distance while I freed Jacks and placed my objects down. He accepted, seemingly in a begrudging manner.

The only reason why I was even okay with the idea of turning my back on this being is because Jacks crawled up to him and puured, rubbing up against his leg[? Did he have legs??] and relaxing. That was the first time I saw Jacks relax in days [the whole process was very stressful for the poor feline], and cats are supposed to have better instincts than humans. Right?

Anyway, I gave Batman water. He drank it. His voiced stayed in the same hauntingly low and raspy tone. Told me that he would be of assistance and keep in touch. I asked how, and he said I didn't need to know how. He gave me back the glass, I turned around again to put it in the sink, but he was gone when I went to face him once more. Only a window left open, as proof of his existence.

I feel cold after typing the story out. I feel like hairs are scratching into my back like a grater. But I don't feel scared, strangely enough. In fact, as insane as this sounds... I think that was the highlight of my week. It was the safest I felt, ever been.

I think I'm talking crazy, but I don't know. There was some level of comfort, talking to Batman. Even though he made my skin crawl, he seemed kind. Hopefully, I'm right.

Sorry, it's been a few days. I got busy because I adopted a cat. Stray animal, and it's cute. Poor guy was just stuck on the roof of the bank I worked at. I'm taking care of him and handing out papers to see if anyone recognized the cat, but no callers so far. I named him Jacks. Honestly, I have a small hope that I don't get a call

Anyway, I still haven't figured out what that black figure was. It was real big, kinda terrifying. I saw another figure in the dark, but I'm pretty sure it was a different one. The one from my last post had a slight red glint in its eyes. This one was white.

I'm going to need to do a story time on that one because that scared me so badly that I still flinch from the memory.

[incorrectbatfam]

Bruce puts his kids in charge of the latest Brucie Wayne scandal. What do they plan?

I know you probably mean covering up a scandal but I'm taking this as coming up with one

Dick: Bruce Wayne spotted leaving extra yogurts in the break room

Jason: Bruce Wayne throws a celebratory funeral for the still-living Lex Luthor

Tim: Bruce Wayne discovers son's first grade art project and sticks a copy on every refrigerator in Home Depot

Damian: Bruce Wayne and Clark Kent wear identical tuxedos to a place where that wasn't the dress code

Duke: Bruce Wayne flies around the world to flip dictators off

Cullen: Bruce Wayne seen in the mosh pit of a Red Hot Chili Peppers concert wearing a crop top reading, "Red Hood Chili Peppers"

Stephanie: Bruce Wayne is dating Green Lantern

Cassandra: Bruce Wayne blows his nose in a $5 bill and proceeds to eat it

Barbara: Bruce Wayne buys CBS just to air home videos of his family

Harper: To spite Musk and Bezos, Bruce Wayne gives all Wayne Enterprises employees a 50% pay raise for 30-hour work weeks

Carrie: Bruce Wayne features on a Doja Cat song

[fandom]

2020′s Top Ships

Basically, there is only one OTP, and it's whoever you like together best. 

Reylo +6 Rey & Kylo Ren, the Star Wars universe

Catradora +10 Catra & Adora, She-Ra and the Princesses of Power

Reddie +1 Richie Tozier & Eddie Kaspbrak, It

Geraskier Geralt of Rivia & Jaskier, The Witcher

Ineffable Husbands -4 Aziraphale & Crowley, Good Omens

Zukka Zuko & Sokka, Avatar: The Last Airbender

Lumity Luz Noceda & Amity Blight, The Owl House

Supercorp +5 Kara Danvers & Lena Luthor, Supergirl

Jikook -4 Park Jimin & Jeon Jungkook, BTS

Destiel +10 Dean Winchester & Castiel, Supernatural

Kiribaku +3 Kirishima Eijirou & Bakugou Katsuki, Boku No Hero Academia

Bumbleby +3 Yang Xiao Long & Blake Belladonna, RWBY

Wangxian +61 Lan Wangji & Wei Wuxian, Mo Dao Zu Shi

Jonmartin Jonathan Sims & Martin Blackwood, The Magnus Archives

Bakudeku +3 Bakugou Katsuki & Midoriya Izuku, Boku No Hero Academia

Drarry +6 Draco Malfoy & Harry Potter, the Harry Potter universe

Gallavich Ian Gallagher & Mickey Milkovich, Shameless

Stucky -2 Steve Rogers & Bucky Barnes, the Marvel universe

Zutara Zuko & Katara, Avatar: The Last Airbender

Klance -18 Keith & Lance, Voltron: Legendary Defender

Preath +6 Christen Press & Tobin Heath, Athletes

Korrasami +38 Korra & Asami Sato, The Legend of Korra

Bellarke -14 Bellamy Blake & Clarke Griffin, The 100

ZaDr +23 Zim & Dib, Invader Zim

FinnPoe Finn & Poe Dameron, the Star Wars universe

Buddie Evan Buckley & Edmundo Diaz, 9-1-1

Tododeku -6 Todoroki Shouto & Midoriya Izuku, Boku No Hero Academia

Entrapdak +60 Entrapta & Hordak, She-Ra and the Princesses of Power

Sasusaku -1 Uchiha Sasuke & Haruno Sakura, Naruto

Wayhaught +21 Waverly Earp & Nicole Haught, Wynonna Earp

Ballum +50 Ben Mitchell & Callum Highway, EastEnders

Harringrove -1 Steve Harrington & Billy Hargrove, Stranger Things

Kagehina Kageyama Tobio & Hinata Shouyou, Haikyuu!!

Joe x Nicky Joe (Yusuf Al-Kaysani) & Nicky (Niccolò di Genova), The Old Guard

Erasermic +4 Aizawa Shouta & Yamada Hizashi, Boku no Hero Academia

Maribat Marinette Dupain-Cheng & Damian Wayne, Miraculous: Tales of Ladybug & Cat Noir x The DC Universe

Hannigram +31 Hannibal Lecter & Will Graham, Hannibal

Shirbert Anne Shirley & Gilbert Blythe, Anne with an E

Wolfstar +6 Remus Lupin & Sirius Black, the Harry Potter universe

Harlivy  Harley Quinn & Poison Ivy, the DC Universe

Phan -35 Daniel Howell & Phil Lester, YouTubers

Merthur +17 Merlin & Arthur Pendragon, Merlin

Larry Stylinson +30 Harry Styles & Louis Tomlinson, One Direction

Rayllum +42 Callum & Rayla, The Dragon Prince

Malex -1 Michael Guerin & Alex Manes, Roswell, New Mexico

Adrienette -13 Adrien Agreste & Marinette Dupain-Cheng, Miraculous: Tales of Ladybug & Cat Noir

Ladynoir -7 Ladybug & Chat Noir, Miraculous: Tales of Ladybug & Cat Noir

Connverse Connie Maheswaran & Steven Universe, Steven Universe

Sterek -3 Stiles Stilinski & Derek Hale, Teen Wolf

Marichat -14 Marinette Dupain-Cheng & Chat Noir, Miraculous: Tales of Ladybug & Cat Noir

Stony -32 Steve Rogers & Tony Stark, the Marvel universe

Dabihawks Dabi & Hawks, Boku no Hero Academia

Villaneve Villanelle & Eve Polastri, Killing Eve

Prinxiety +30 Princey & Anxiety, Thomas Sanders

IronStrange -30 Tony Stark & Dr. Steven Strange, the Marvel universe

Robbe x Sander Robbe Ijzermans & Sander Driesen, WTFock

Percabeth Percy Jackson & Annabeth Chase, Percy Jackson & the Olympians

Taekook -23 Kim Taehyung & Jeon Jungkook, BTS

Kataang Katara & Aang, Avatar: The Last Airbender

Bughead -19 Betty Cooper & Jughead Jones, Riverdale

Kaylor -23 Karlie Kloss & Taylor Swift, celebrities

Sprousehart -32 Cole Sprouse & Lili Reinhart, Actors

Narumitsu Phoenix Wright & Miles Edgeworth, Ace Attorney

Fair Game Clover Ebi & Qrow Branwen, RWBY

NaLu -12 Natsu Dragneel & Lucy Heartfilia, Fairy Tail

Caryl Carol Peletier & Daryl Dixon, The Walking Dead

Beaujester Beauregard & Jester Lavorre, Critical Role

Dramione Draco Malfoy & Hermione Granger, the Harry Potter universe

Radiodust Alastor & Angel Dust, Hazbin Hotel

Deckerstar Chloe Decker & Lucifer Morningstar, Lucifer

Bokuaka Bokuto Kotarou & Akaashi Keiji, Haikyuu!!

Malec -64 Magnus Bane & Alec Lightwood, Shadowhunters

Spirk +18 Spock & James Kirk, Star Trek

Davekat +24 Dave Strider & Karkat Vantas, Homestuck

Charlastor Charlie Magne & Hazbin Alastor, Hazbin Hotel

Elsamaren Elsa & Honeymaren, Frozen II

Clexa -1 Clarke Griffin & Commander Lexa, The 100

Cloti Cloud Strife & Tifa Lockhart, the Final Fantasy franchise

Kylux Kylo Ren & General Hux, the Star Wars universe

Glimbow Glimmer & Bow, She-Ra and the Princesses of Power

WhiteRose Weiss Schnee & Ruby Rose, RWBY

Juliantina -79 Juliana Valdés & Valentina Carvajal, Amar a muerte

Snowbaz -13 Simon Snow & Tyrannus Basilton Grimm-Pitch, Carry On

Vmin -19 Kim Taehyung & Park Jimin, BTS

Zelink +12 Zelda & Link, The Legend of Zelda

Elu -60 Eliott Demaury & Lucas Lallemant, SKAM France

Lukanette -32 Luka Couffaine & Marinette Dupain-Cheng, Miraculous: Tales of Ladybug & Cat Noir

Tarlos TK Strand & Carlos Reyes, 9-1-1: Lone Star

Peraltiago -4 Jake Peralta & Amy Santiago, Brooklyn Nine-Nine

Widojest Caleb Widogast & Jester Lavorre, Critical Role

Dimileth +9 Dimitri & Byleth, Fire Emblem

Solangelo Will Solace & Nico di Angelo, Percy Jackson

Iwaoi Iwaizumi Hajime & Oikawa Tooru, Haikyuu!!

Johnlock -27 John Watson & Sherlock Holmes, Sherlock

Pynch Adam Parrish & Ronan Lynch, The Raven Cycle

Reed900 Gavin Reed & RK900, Detroit: Become Human

Cazzie Casey Gardner & Izzie, Atypical

Frenrey Gordon Freeman & Benrey, Half-Life VR but the AI is Self-Aware

Todobaku Todoroki Shouto & Bakugou Katsuki, Boku no Hero Academia

Kristanna Kristoff Bjorgman & Anna, Frozen

The number in italics indicates how many spots a ship moved up or down from the previous year. The ones in bold weren’t on the list last year.

[skyblus-stuff]

Lost 

{Batboys takes Batmom to the movies}

“HEY MA!!!”

“MOM!!!” Jason and Dick shouted. The woman looked at her two oldest boys as they enter the Wayne manner. She looked at them and rubbed her temples

“Boys if you don’t stop yelling and continue to run in my damn house with your shoes on especially since I JUST MOPPED THE FLOOR I WILL THROW MY DAMN SLIPPER AT YOU!!!” she shouted at the boy’s as they flinched and sweated nervously and took off their shoes and put them to the side. Then returned to excitedly running up to their mother she then smiled and opened her arms for them. Dick ran and jumped in her arms and hugged her and looked at Jason with a smug, Jason glared at dick

“HEY, STOP HOGGING MOM!!!” And tried pushing dick off

“HEY QUIT IT AND I HAVEN’T EVEN SEEN MOM IN 3 WEEKS!!!” Dick shouted at Jason frantically pushing Jason off

“WELL I HAVEN’T SEEN MA IN 4 WEEKS DICKHEAD!!!” Jason yelled back

“WILL YOU TWO QUIT IT, ITS ONLY BEEN 2 DAYS!!!” she then hit them on the heads and let out a frustrated sigh. She then hugged them and ruffled their hair. Dick and Jason glared at each other and then smiled as their mother ruffled their hair. They tightly hugged her back. Yes it’s only been 2 days but felt like years without seeing mom and they loved and missed her hugs

“Tch geez you two are loud and clingy this is why I’m the favorite.” Damian said while walking down the stairs with Alfred the cat in his arms.

“SHUT IT DEMON SPAWN DON’T ACT LIKE YOUR INNOCENCE MR I CANT GO TO BED WITHOUT MA!!!” Damian then blushed furiously and accidentally dropped Alfred “NO I DON’T!!!”

“Yes you do” Tim said as he came down after him looking like he did an all nighter which he did. Damian glared at him

“MOM TELL THEM THAT I DON’T!!!” Damien shouted profusely. She let go of Jason and dick

“I’m too tired for this, STOP ARGUING ALREADY!!!” She yelled at them and then left to the kitchen. The boys stopped arguing and looked down disappointed then followed their mother into the kitchen “Anyway ma since we haven’t hung out in a while, I was thinking about going to the movies or something” Jason said hoping for a yes while Dick to was waiting for her answer and helping her clean. She looked at Dick and gave him another pat on his head in thanks for helping. She really loved her boys she would do ANYTHING for them even though they get on her nerves a lot but she really appreciated the help and affection from them and loves their clinginess since growing up she didn’t have a lot of that. Plus she admittedly can be clingy too. She Heard a crash and looked to see tim trying to sneak in the cabinet to get coffee which was on the top shelf in the cabinet and failed miserably

“Tim what did I tell you about sneaking in to get coffee when I specifically told you only 3 cups of coffee a day “ Tim nervously scratch the back of his head

“Sorry mom” she looked at him unimpressed and sighed “Jason what do you want already you only butter me up when you want something” she looked at Jason

“Nothing! I swear we just want to hang out with you I promise” she looked at Jason and dick suspiciously, they already knew what she would say

“Ok then let’s go to the movies” she then looked at all of them and smirked

“So who’s going to be the one to ask Bruce to borrow his car” she asked they all looked at each other and smirked

*30 minutes later*

Dick started driving while their mom is sitting in the passenger seat and the rest in they back. Jason and Damian were pouting, arms fold and everything as they wanted to drive while Dick was smiling. He turned on the radio and put on some pop music. Their Mom was dressed up in a black leather jacket and a black shirt a belt and black pants with boots. And even tho she was a little older she still look young like she looked in her late 20 to early 30s. unlike a lot of Bruce’s other women he’s been with she didn’t like wearing expensive clothes or dresses or skirts only when she has to or when in a good mood. Before you all start asking, yes she knows Bruce is Batman and knew what the boys are. she knew before they confessed. Anyway she was just chillin and excitedly looking out the window. She was excited to go to the movies especially with her boys.

they finally arrived and Batmom ran in happily like a kid running into a candy store. She at times acts like a little girl. They all looked at her with a smile Dick then ran with her and went in to hold her hand and both went to the game room and competed against each other. While Jason used Bruce card which they stole from him along with the car keys to purchase The tickets then went to go and grab popcorn and snacks mostly for mom and drinks, Tim and Damian joined Batmom and Dick.

“HEY GUY’S! THE MOVIES ABOUT TO START COME ON AND HELP ME WITH THE SNACKS!!!” Jason yelled out they pouted and walked out of the game room Batmom went up to Jason with stars in her eyes as she saw her favorite snacks

“AWWWW JASON YOU REMEMBERED!!!”she said in aw

“Of course I did ma” Jason said happily and kissed her on the forehead. She went in to help hold the snacks but Dick then went to grab them first

“Ah ah ah~ no little missy, no Lady’s should carry the snacks” he said with a smile she looked at him for a moment and playfully glared at him

“Who do you think you are speaking to me like that I’m older than you”

“Dick’s right mom let us carry it” Damian said while Jason and Tim agreed she just let them do it. They finally got into the theater and after of them fighting to sit by their mom they Finally picked their seats

*The movie ends*

They were walking out and were laughing cracking jokes about some of the scenes then suddenly Batmom had received a really bad feeling and her gut feeling was always right.

then the ground started shaking she held onto the boys and looked around her and looked up and saw the ceiling cracking everyone was panicking and started running outside. while the boys noticed what was going on and before they could do anything the building started collapsing

“Ja-

“JAS-“

“JASON!!!” Jason opened his eyes and saw his mother with panicked eyes while shaking him and looked around and noticed the whole building was destroyed and looked at his brothers and saw only Dick was the only one who was up but he noticed he had cuts and his clothes were ripped and had ashes on him he looked at his mom she didn’t look too injured he got up slowly he felt pain everywhere and fell on his knees

“Hey hey easy there I’m glad you guys are ok”

“Mom are YOU ok, don’t worry about us where fine” Jason said

“Of course I’m going to worry!!! about you guys I already lost you before but I’m glad to see you guys are ok”

Jason and dick both got up slowly luckily there injuries weren’t all that bad so they can get up. Jason put Tim’s arms around his shoulder and lifted him up a bit while dick pick up Damian they were about to help their mom but she stopped them

“No you guys go and take them I’m going to stay behind and help anyone that may be stuck here” she said standing up she put a hand on Jason and Dicks shoulder and smiled Jason and Dick didn’t want to leave her

“Look it’s ok I’ll be fine ok and plus I’ll call out Superman ok so hurry and go but before you go just know I love you” she went in and ruffled their hair and kissed each of their foreheads they nodded and left

she then ran around looking for anyone that needed help and found a couple of kids and teens and carried them out they thanked her. She smiled Comforting and went back in and found a frantic woman looking for something

“HEY MRS ARE YOU OK!!!” Reader yells to the woman

“Help me!!! My-My husband is in there!!!” She said. She had frighted tear eyes and pointed to a pile of cement and building parts and a unconscious man. Y/n then runs to the man and trying pull him out but a huge part of the cement was on him so she then goes and stands by it, she really didn’t want to use her strength. One that was used for many wrong things. she even vowed to NEVER use that power again but she had too she then put both of her hands underneath and started to lift it she used that FORBIDDEN power and flew it off of the man she then picked him up and placed him down. The woman ran up to them and fell on her knees sobbing. Y/n then went to check his pulse

“He’s alright ma’am he’s just unconscious” y/n said to the woman, she cried in relief

“THANK YOU!!! thank you so much” she cried while holding reader hand, y/n held The poor woman’s shaking hands and just gave her a huge smile

“You’re welcome now get out of here and take him to the hospital” y/n said. She nodded and rapped his arm around her and held on and started walking out. y/n was just on her knees smiling watching them go

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THUD!!!

Y/n couldn’t hold anymore and fell. She had deep wounds many cuts through her leg and arms but the one that got to her the most was the one in her back a sharp part of the building cut through her as it collapsed when she woke up she immediately took everything out she didn’t want the boys to see her like that and especially since she knew that the cuts where too deep to be saved

She knew she was dying

She laid on the ground on her stomach

“Superman” she whisperer knowing he could hear her. Wind started blowing out she heard footsteps coming her way she was gently turned now she was facing Superman. He was holding her sadly knowing she was dying and Bruce would be heartbroken along with the kids

“No I don’t want them to see me like this they will only be in more pain just… Take me somewhere peacefully lie me there as where I would be able to rest in peace”

“I-I…Can’t… there has to be a way, Bruce and the kids will be heartbroken …you… can’t just leave them” Clark said

“ I know… I’m well aware but the wounds are too deep even then I won’t make it by the time you get there no matter how fast, please Clark… but first make sure everybody else here is safe” she noticed he was about to cry but just nodded and left to go help those that survived y/n Just stared at the sky.

“I’m sorry kids and Bruce my love”

[invisibleanonymousmonsters]

Juvenile – Toxicology 2/4

Damian Wayne x Daughter of Poison Ivy!Reader

He was an arrogant boy, struggling as he was pulled between the legacy of being born to kill and the promise that he could change for the better. She saw the world through the eyes of her fatalistic mother, but was forbidden to make sense of it on her own. They shouldn’t work together. But Gotham made their lives align despite all of that.

Word Count: 14,300+

Warnings: nudity, mentions/references to sex, sexual assault/harassment, hormonal teenagers

Damian couldn’t sleep. He hadn’t been able to get a good night’s sleep for quite some time now. But he didn’t know what it was.

He walked into the kitchen. It was 6AM and he had given up on sleep, even though he’d returned from patrol around 3.

“Master Damian,” Alfred greeted. “What a surprise.”

“Pennyworth,” the teenage boy replied as he went to the coffee pot.

“What are you doing up?” Dick greeted tiredly. His hair was wet and he was in sweats. He had gotten back from patrol just now –even later than Damian – and was clearly trying to get something to eat before he passed out for a few hours.

“Couldn’t sleep…” Damian mumbled before taking a sip of black coffee. “What are you doing here?”

Dick had his own place in the city. Being a 26 year old mean that he had a level of independence that Damian had yet to achieve.

“Babs is out of town.” Which was code for, ‘I’d rather sleep here than sleep alone at my place where my girlfriend isn’t.’

Damian rolled his eyes. God, his brother was such a lovesick puppy. It made him sick.

“Wanna tell me why you can’t sleep?” Dick pushed.

His brother tried to sound casual, but there was an obvious concern. It was a question he would ask, but not Bruce. Checking in on people’s mental and emotional health was a responsibility that seemed to solely fall onto Dick.

“I probably wouldn’t tell you if I knew. But I don’t,” Damian answered before leaving the kitchen with his coffee.

His phone vibrated in his other hand as he walked up the stairs.

It was Y/N.

Damian opened the text message to find a 30 second video of the sun rising in Robinson Park. He could even hear the birds waking up, and felt like he was there. There was a romantic ambiance to it. Something only Y/N was capable of making him feel.

After watching the video, he read: “Morning! I feel like I haven’t seen you in awhile. Come over today… if you can.💚”

The truth was, Damian had been avoiding her. Furthermore, he was too much of a stubborn fool to realize that was why he hadn’t been sleeping lately.

And the thing was…he felt lousy when he wasn’t around Y/N. He wondered what she was doing. And then he wondered if she missed him as much as he missed her.

But Y/N was right: they hadn’t seen each other in at least two weeks. And that was out the ordinary for the two of them.

Before he could respond, Y/N sent another message.

It was a video of Y/N this time, sitting in a meadow of flowers with her cat, Cheddar.

Cheddar was an orange tabby cat with bright green eyes. Damian had found him as a kitten on patrol one night, shivering in the rain and malnourished. He knew his father would have a fit if he brought another stray back to the manor. So Damian brought it to Y/N.

Y/N immediately accepted the kitten as her own and named him Cheddar.

It made Damian happy knowing that she had another companion when he wasn’t around. She seemed to get lonelier than he did.

On top of that, after Joker set fire to Robinson Park over 5 years ago, Jon had also started a friendship with Y/N. But it was much harder for him to sneak away from Metropolis, especially since he was a terrible liar and…his father was Superman.

Damian looked at the message below the video with a smirk.

“Hey you little punk. Harley here. Look how cute our little sunflower is.”

Damian had already known it was her who sent it when he watched the video. Y/N would never send something of herself like that, preferring to show the beauty of nature and never herself. Harley must’ve stolen her phone.

He ignored the text, but watched the video two more times.

Damian was by no means a spiritual man. But when he looked at Y/N amongst her flowers and trees and grass, he truly believed it was what the Garden of Eden must look like. Despite his lack of education on such legends, he knew in his heart that Y/N was more beautiful than any depiction of Eve.

After her willow treehouse burnt down, Y/N made a new room for herself in the greenhouse. Poison Ivy wanted a closer eye on her anyway since she had nearly lost her daughter. And now that they knew about her friendship with Damian, they didn’t really need to sneak around anymore.

Damian walked into the greenhouse to hear music blasting.

Ivy and Harley had margaritas in their hands. God knows how many they’d already had. Y/N and Harley were dancing around in circles, Y/N’s head thrown back in laughter as Harley twirled her around again and again.

Damian felt a warmth in his chest as he leaned against the opening of the room with his arms crossed.

Or maybe it was just hot in here. It was a greenhouse, after all.

“Bat boy!” Harley screeched, noticing his arrival. “Come dance with us!”

Y/N slowed her dancing to wince, knowing Damian would rather die.

But the harlequin skipped forward and dragged the teenage boy further into the room.

Damian groaned and simply stood in the middle of their makeshift dance floor, refusing to so much as move a single muscle.

“You’re no fun! Just like batsy!” Harley pouted.

“Leave him alone. He doesn’t like to dance,” Y/N defended as she wrapped her arms around him from behind.

The tension and awkwardness immediately left Damian’s body when Y/N touched him.

“Want a margarita, Damian?” Poison Ivy asked.

“No, thank you.”

It was a good thing he said no, because Harley interrupted her girlfriend’s bartending to get her to dance. The song changed, getting a little slower. Ivy had a mischievous smirk as she let Harley pull her onto the middle of the open floor. Their bodies were passionately close.

“OK. Time to leave,” Y/N groaned and grabbed Damian by the hand, dragging him out of the greenhouse and back into the fresh air of the park.

“In about 5 minutes, they’re gonna be having sex in that kitchen,” she grumbled.

Damian couldn’t help but chuckle.

Ivy and Harley had a very open household when it came to sex. And while he knew Y/N benefited from it, she still would prefer not to be so close to her mother’s sex life.

And it wasn’t like no one ever talked about it in the Wayne household. But it was just always implied and not as healthy or honest as Y/N’s family. Well, Bruce never ever talked about his sex life. They were all just aware of how busy it was by the women that sneaked out of the manor early in the morning. Dick was always in relationships. Jason was always secretly in love with someone. And Tim was too sleep deprived to get some consistently.

“Where are you taking me?” Damian asked, trying to sound slightly annoyed by her dragging him around. But the truth was… he didn’t mind at all.

“The reservoir,” she cheered as if it were obvious.

“Isn’t it contaminated?” Damian asked.

“No,” Y/N laughed. “That’s a rumor my mother played up to stop punks from swimming in it. She wanted it as our own private pool. Thanks to me and mom, the water’s probably cleaner than any national parks.”

She led him to the edge of a boulder that worked as a natural pier overlooking the water.

The view almost made Gotham look beautiful. But both of them knew the truth of the city, and romanticizing it was dangerous.

“Let’s go swimming,” Y/N suddenly whispered.

“What?” Damian blurted out. “No.”

“Come on, Damian. Don’t be a killjoy.” She sounded so much like Harley.

Without waiting for another refusal, Y/N started taking off her dress.

Damian’s face immediately turned red and he quickly turned his back before he could see anything. “Y/N! What the hell do you think you’re doing?”

She giggled, and it caused goosebumps to go across Damian’s skin.

“I said I wanted to go swimming. So I’m swimming.”

She wasn’t wearing a bra or underwear, so it took all about 5 seconds to get undressed, making it an even closer call for Damian almost seeing her completely naked.

“A little warning,” he over his shoulder, cheeks blushing.

He heard a splash and turned around to find Y/N in the water.

“It’s just a body, D. Everyone has one,” she chuckled.

Luckily for him, the water shielded him from seeing any details of her nudity.

“What? Are you scared?” Y/N teased, knowing exactly how to get him to do what she wanted.

Damian glared at her. “I am not scared of anything.”

“Well, you’re gonna have to prove that to me…”

He huffed.

“Do you want me to turn around?” She showed him mercy.

The two of them weren’t kids anymore. They were teenagers – 16 years old, to be exact. Damian had his drivers license. But his father still wouldn’t let him drive the batmobile. Meanwhile, Y/N had been driving since she was 12 – thanks to Harley.

Every day Y/N looked less like that little girl he first met, and more and more like a young woman. Her curves grew, making her less cute and more beautiful. After all, she was the daughter of Poison Ivy, Gotham’s own seductress and femme fatale.

Meanwhile, Damian grew inches, standing at 6 feet tall – and he wasn’t stopping anytime soon. The rest of his body still hadn’t caught up though, and he was still skinny and toned. Just another gangly teenage boy.

Without waiting for his response, Y/N turned her back to him. “I promise I won’t look.”

Damian gave up this fight and quickly got rid of his clothes, diving perfectly into the water like an olympic swimmer.

“Happy?” He growled when she turned around to face him.

Her smile dropped when she realized he really was annoyed with her.

“Sorry,” she mumbled. “I forget that you’re family is much more…”

“Prude,” he snapped.

“No, I was going to say conservative.”

Y/N smiled mischievously. “You know…you have a very cute butt…”

“You said you weren’t gonna look,” Damian growled.

“Oh, I didn’t look just now. It’s just a fact.”

Damian rolled his eyes before splashing water in her face.

“Hey!” She laughed and splashed him back.

And a full on water fight began.

By the end, they were both laughing and smiling.

Very few people could get so emotions and expressions out of Damian Wayne. And sometimes it seemed as though Y/N saw it as her sole responsibility.

“Hey, I have a proposition.”

Damian tilted his head and looked suspicious. “Here we go…”

“Let’s go to a bar!” Y/N cheered.

“A bar? Why?”

“Because we haven’t been, obviously. Come on. It’ll be fun, and you know it.”

Damian had no desire to go to a bar. Why would he want to hang out with a bunch of drunk adults? He barely tolerated people when they were sober.

“We’re 16, Y/N. No one is going to allow us into a bar.”

Y/N rolled her eyes. “Harley could get us the world’s best fake IDs in about 2 hours. But we wouldn’t even need them. Did you forget I can get people to do whatever I want?”

It was true.

As Y/N grew older, her abilities grew too. And she became even more powerful – more powerful than Poison Ivy would ever be. Persuasion and mind control were one of her many gifts. She’d gotten better at controlling them. But her emotions sometimes got the best of her.

If she wasn’t such a saint, Y/N’s powers would be terrifying and dangerous.

But she would never be comfortable with hurting and killing people like her mothers were. She understood that their victims deserved what they got. But she still knew she could never live with herself if she hurt someone again – especially by accident.

“Why do you even want to go to a bar so badly?” Damian questioned.

“I feel – I don’t know – suffocated,” Y/N admitted. “I wanna experience…something. Anything, really.”

Y/N had started leaving Robinson Park more and more. But it was always under the supervision of someone. Either her mother or Harley. But they both allowed such trips without them if Damian or Jon was with her. Sometimes it was to a coffee shop or a food truck. But to Gotham, Y/N still didn’t exist.

“There are better things to experience than a grimy bar,” Damian argued. “How about we go to the art museum tomorrow?”

Y/N didn’t hide her disappointment, but just nodded.

She started swimming back to the boulder. But she stopped before pulling herself out of the water.

“Oh, no,” she gasped.

“What?”

“I think Harley stole our clothes…”

“You have got to be joking,” Damian groaned.

Y/N sighed.

She could care less about walking around naked. Between the three women, they were practically a nudist colony. She and her mother needed the sun to stay strong, and would often sunbathe in the nude to relax when they were tired. And Harley just joined in on the fun. Y/N’s mothers made sure she realized there was nothing to be ashamed of with her body, that she was beautiful. Y/N just didn’t associate nudity with desire or sex.

But she knew Damian wasn’t raised the same way she was.

“I have a solution,” Y/N muttered.

Without giving Damian any warning, she gracefully lifted herself out of the water and on top of the boulder.

Damian knew he should look away. He was raised to be a gentleman by his father, Alfred, and his brothers. But his eyes were glued to her like he was in a trance.

Y/N didn’t realize he was staring at her naked body as she held out her arms and closed her eyes – not that she cared. Slowly, tiny green vines crawled up her body, and water lilies and lotus flowers started blooming against her skin. They were the only things keeping her decent, covering the most intimate parts of her body like a bathing suit and then like nature’s lingerie. She looked like The Birth of Venus.

Then she held out her palm and a giant leaf – the size of a grown man – grew from it.

She turned around and bent down to the water from atop of the boulder. “Here. You can use this until we get our clothes back.” He could basically use it as a towel and wrap it around his waist.

But Damian didn’t take it.

He had completely lost control of himself. The other thing about being a teenager was puberty, erratic hormones, and the lack of control he had over…well, certain parts of his body.

Damian wanted to die of embarrassment.

“Just…give me a minute. OK?”

Y/N tilted her head in confusion. “What do you–” Then her face dropped, “Oh.”

Damian wanted to escape this moment so he dunked his head underwater.

God, if his brothers ever found out about this…

When he resurfaced, Y/N was nowhere to be seen. “I’m gonna give you a minute while I go fight Harley back for your clothes!” He could hear her call out from a distance.

By some miracle, Damian had gotten control of himself by the time Y/N came back with his clothes politely folded in her hands.

“Harley said she was sorry,” she told him.

“No she didn’t,” Damian growled.

Y/N winced. “No, she didn’t,” she admitted.

Then she turned around.

Damian quickly dropped the giant leaf and changed into his clothes with a speed even he didn’t know he had.

“You can…turn around,” he sighed.

Instead of having a teasing smirk on her face, Y/N looked rather serious.

Without saying anything, they walked back to the greenhouse. Somehow Damian knew she was leading them back to her bedroom. And he blindly followed. It was where they usually hung out, Harley and Ivy almost never bothering them.

Y/N walked in and sat on the edge of her neatly made bed.

“Damian,” she mumbled, not making eye contact.

“Yes?”

“Can I ask you something?”

Oh, god. He was going to have to explain himself. She probably thought he was some kind of creep now, no better than some peeping tom or pedophile.

He nodded, knowing there was nowhere for him to hide.

“Why you’ve been avoiding me?”

Oh. This was not what he’d expected.

“I haven’t been avoiding you. Father has me on back to back patrol.”

Y/N shook her head. “You’ve never been too busy for me. Not even when you thought your father was dead and Dick was taking care of you.”

Damian sighed. “I don’t know what you are expecting me to say, Y/N.”

“Something’s changed between us. And I know you feel it, too.”

“I don’t know what you speak of,” he growled.

Now she was getting angry. And she shot up from the bed to stand up to him.

“Please don’t lie to me! Everyone’s noticed a change: my mom, Harley, even Jon.”

“We’re friends, Y/N. Always have been. Always will be,” he pushed.

Y/N stepped closer to him. “If you really feel that way, that’s fine. But I don’t think you do, Damian.”

He froze in place as she got closer and closer.

He’d dreamt of this moment for so long. And in this moment, he realized why he had been feeling off, why he couldn’t sleep, why he had been avoiding her.

Damian Wayne was in love.

And she knew him better than anyone, so that meant she had put it together long before he did.

Y/N cupped his cheek.

Damian swore his heart was about to beat out of his chest.

She leaned closer, but stopped when their lips were just a few centimeters apart. Her eyes flickered up to his, scared of making a mistake. But Damian did nothing to push her away, so Y/N closed the last of the distance between them. Her lips moved against his so smoothly. He knew this was her first kiss, but it sure didn’t seem like it.

But suddenly a toxic feeling washed over Damian.

No.

This shouldn’t be happening.

Love was for children. Love made people weak.

Love is why his father pushed women away left and right. Love is why Dick lost his focus on missions and ended up hurt. Love was what got Jason killed.

Damian shoved Y/N away from him, breaking the kiss harshly.

She instantly looked hurt.

“How do I know this is real? Huh?” Damian cried out. “How do I know this isn’t you?”

‘You’ as in her abilities. Her pheromones that brought even the strongest to their knees to worship the ground she walked on and give in to their darkest sexual desires.

He had never seen her do such a thing, but he had seen her mother’s powers in action. And Y/N was stronger than her, so he knew she could do the same.

Y/N looked hurt. Her eyes glowed green as they filled with tears. “Damian,” she whispered shakily, hurt clear in her voice.

“You have the power of seduction, do you not?”

But his heart screamed, ‘Damian, what are you doing?’

“I-I-I would never use my powers on you like that!” She stuttered out in a gasp, as tears flooded down her face. “You know I wouldn’t!”

“But what if you didn’t even realize you were doing it? How can you be so sure?”

Y/N was crying now. “I am sure!”

“How?” Damian fought back.

“Because I just am! Don’t you trust me?” She sobbed.

Damian was breathing heavily, but said nothing.

And that was worst than speaking. He’d missed his window to take everything back before it was too late.

“Get out,” Y/N suddenly growled.

His eyes shot to hers.

“I said get the fuck out!”

He didn’t move.

“LEAVE, DAMIAN!” Her eyes glowed and her veins turned green, covering her skin with poisonous lines.

He jumped back, never seeing her angry before.

But he did what she said and he fled.

When he got to the kitchen, Ivy and Harley were playing cards.

“Where’s the fire, kiddo?” Harley asked as they saw him rushing out .

He ignored them. As soon as he was outside of the greenhouse, he ran. And he didn’t stop running until he was at the gates of Wayne Manor.

Y/N eyed the bar from across the street.

‘Don’t be such a baby,’ she thought and crossed the street.

The heels she was wearing made her feel like a newborn dear. Her dress left little to the imagination and showed all the right skin. She opted for a dress with earthy tones instead of her family’s notorious green.

Y/N wasn’t a kid anymore. And she wanted to feel like a woman.

She came with the intention to find trouble. After being denied by Damian, she convinced herself the only way to feel better was to get what she wanted from someone else – even if it was a stranger in a bar.

In regards to her sexuality, Ivy and Harley had been rather disappointed when Y/N came out as straight to them.

“Are ya sure you’re not somewhere in the middle, sunflower?” Harley pushed when she told them. “Maybe this is just a phase…”

Both Harley and her mother had almost always known they were bisexual. And they had just assumed Y/N would grow up to be the same.

However, Ivy was more accepting of Y/N’s coming out. But Y/N had still seen the worry and dread in her mother’s eyes. Ivy hated men and didn’t trust them. She knew Y/N would have more heartbreak from them than she ever would from any female lover.

Ivy had never hidden her misandry, and tried to prepare her daughter for the evils of men since the day she was born.

But Ivy still had soother her daughter’s worries, “We’ll love you no matter what.”

Now Y/N stood in front of the bouncer.

“ID?” He glared at her.

And here was her first test.

Y/N tilted her head to the side and gave him a tempting look as she let her pheromones loose. “Oh, you sure you need that from me, handsome?”

She watched as his body loss control. He blinked rapidly as her pheromones took control of his body and mind.

He cleared his throat. “Of course, I don’t. Go right in, beautiful.”

“Thank you,” she cooed and walked past him as he held the door open for her.

But now that she was in the dim lighting of the semi-crowded bar, her courage wavered. Everyone stared at her as she entered. Whether it was from her powers or just her, she had no idea. It was hard to tell.

Y/N was suddenly overcome with anxiety.

Had she bitten off more than she could chew?

But she pushed the thought out of her head.

Y/N had seen her mother in action enough times to know how to do this. And she didn’t need to use her powers. No, she could seduce a man without help.

‘Get a drink. That’ll calm you down,’ a voice said in her head.

She slowly walked to the edge of the bar and instantly got the attention of the bartender.

A few seconds later, he had her drink in front of her, “On the house, darlin’.”

Y/N blinked in surprise.

Even after a few sips, she was still nearly shaking from nerves.

Little did she know her pheromones were slowly filling the bar, affecting all of the patrons. There were no windows and no airflow, and therefore she was slowly poisoning the entire bar with desire for her.

And there was no fooling, Y/N was still a child, a teenager. And she had yet to fully understand what men were capable of when they saw something they wanted. They took what they wanted.

Suddenly a man grabbed Y/N by the arm and turned her around.

“What’s your name, beautiful?” He growled.

Y/N gasped at how forward he was and how little space he gave her.

“Don’t touch me,” she growled, shoving him away.

But as soon as he stepped back, she saw that the whole bar was on their feet and staring at her. They all wanted her – even the women. But they weren’t who she had to worry about.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck,” Y/N whispered as she tried to find her escape.

Suddenly all of them rushed her, wanting to touch her skin, to feel her.

She shoved one after another away.

But then she was grabbed by a middle-aged man. He was at least 6’5 and built like a brick house – he was too strong to push off of her.

Y/N yelped when he shoved her through the bar and out the back door, bringing them into an alleyway.

“Get off of me! Don’t fucking touch me!” Y/N screamed.

But she underestimated her poison and pheromone’s hold over the man. He wanted her and he didn’t care where or how.

He shoved her on top of a closed dumpster.

“Please,” Y/N begged. “Please stop.”

He growled, pulled down the thin straps of her dress, exposing her black, strapless bra. Then he hiked up the hem of her dress to her waist.

Y/N panicked, trying to think of all the self defense her mother and Harley taught her. But she never had to use it under pressure, and her body was crippling now.

She was sobbing and trying to shove the man off of her. But he was so strong.

He grabbed the band of her underwear and swiftly pulled, ripping them off.

“HEY! HEY!” A distorted voice yelled from the end of the alley. “GET THE FUCK OFF OF HER!”

But Y/N didn’t even hear them. Her body was too busy going into survival mode.

As the man was busy with undoing his pants, Y/N’s veins ran green and her eyes turned green, but they didn’t glow this time. No, they didn’t want to alert her prey.

It was like Y/N’s body had been taken over.

And it was now grasping the mans face and then pulled it to hers. Her lips slammed against his and she wrapped them into a deadly kiss.

The poison only took seconds to transfer to his body.

When it took effect, he stumbled away from her and took a step back. His eyes were wide with fear and his mouth was open as if gasping for air.

A second later, he dropped to the ground.

Dead.

“Holy fucking shit,” that same voice spoke again.

Y/N looked up to see a giant figure in a leather jacket and a bright red helmet.

“Stay away from me!” She gasped.

The figure held up its hands. “Hey, hey, hey. I’m not gonna hurt you.”

But she ignored him, staring down at the now dead man who had assaulted her.

“I killed him,” she whispered. “I killed him. I killed him. I fucking killed him.”

The man in the red helmet. “Listen to me, you didn’t do shit.” Then, without hesitating, he whipped out a gun and shot the dead man 3 times in the chest.

Y/N jumped and covered her ears as she winced. She’d never heard a gun before…and it scared the shit out of her.

“See? I killed the bastard,” he told her, his voice still managing to sound surprisingly soft for being distorted by the mechanics of his helmet.

Y/N was slowly coming out of her panic attack.

Jason figured it was a safe to approach her. He slowly took of his helmet, realizing that it probably was doing little to comfort her. But he still had his black domino mask to protect his identity. Then he shook off his leather jacket and carefully wrapped it around her shoulders, giving her decency and hopefully keeping her warm.

Y/N looked up at him cautiously. And recognition finally crossed her eyes. “I-I-I know you,” she whispered in a stutter.

Jason seemed to relax a little.

A lot of people in Gotham knew his alter ego. Some people saw him as a hero, others were scared of him. But at least he didn’t seem like a creepy stranger to her and he could actually help her now.

“Y-You’re Jason,” she added, making him freeze in his place. “Jason Todd.”

——

Damian had been assigned to patrol the safest neighborhood in Gotham.

It was what he deserved, really.

Last night he had nearly got his head shot off and it was completely his fault. He had been sloppy and in his head, not focusing on the mission at hand. And his father instantly noticed and reprimanded him accordingly.

Deep down Damian knew the punishment was really his father expressing his fear for almost watching his son die. But that didn’t stop the teenage boy from being bitter.

Now he stood on the roof top of a building, looking down at the streets below, fully aware that he would probably see no action tonight.

Obviously he knew why he’d been off his game.

Y/N.

He shouldn’t have said what he did. And he definitely shouldn’t have abandoned her. He was a coward. He saw that now. But in a way, he still believed he did what was best for them. Well, what was best for her. Damian didn’t care what the hell happened to him.

How could they ever truly be together?

They were enemies.

Her mothers, though not being evil, were still dangerous criminals. They didn’t respect the law and they did what they pleased – even if it meant hurting people to get their way. They’d been in and out of Arkham far too many times.

How could Damian be Batman’s accomplice when his girlfriend was so close in the crime he was trying to end?

Not to mention his family would never approve. Why did she think he was hiding their innocent friendship from them after all these years?

As Damian was lost in thought, his comm piece suddenly rang in a blood curdling frequency that hurt his tympanum.

He gasped and ripped it out of his ear, hoping it didn’t just make him go deaf.

But then his senses picked up on an intruder and he quickly realized he was not alone.

Damian whipped around to see Jason jumping onto the roof.

“There you are! Fucking hell! I’m been looking for you everywhere, Damian!”

The use of his given name was the first sign that something terrible had happened. No matter how bad things got Jason never used Damian’s name, opting to use Demon Spawn or Baby Bat or Bastard Child at all times.

“Todd,” the teenager greeted in a growl, expecting him to say one of his brothers or Bruce had gotten injured.

“You need to come with me,” Jason’s voice was nothing but serious.

“Why?” Damian couldn’t help but challenge him. “Did you just short circuit my comms?”

“I can’t explain here. Just do as I ask.”

10 minutes later, Damian realized that Jason had taken him to one of his safe houses in the city.

“Todd, if you don’t start talking soon…” Damian growled as Jason opened the metal gate of his industrial elevator.

But as soon as he entered the safe-house, Damian sensed another presence. It was loft style, so everything was open and easily searchable.

Y/N was sitting in the furthest corner, legs hugged to her chest. She was shaking so much that even the blanket wrapped over her shoulders couldn’t stop it. Mascara and eyeliner were smudged underneath her eyes, further proving that she had been crying – and crying hard.

Without asking anymore questions, Damian rushed to her side.

“Damian,” Y/N whimpered and buried her face into his chest, starting to cry once again.

“It’s OK. You’re OK. I’m here. I’m here,” Damian whispered to her as he rubbed her back.

But Y/N couldn’t speak, couldn’t tell him what had happened. She just cried and cried until she couldn’t cry any more.

Eventually, she wore herself out and Damian had carried her to the couch. He undid his cape to cover her as she slept.

As soon as he was convinced, she wasn’t going to wake up any time soon, he went to Jason who had been lingering in the kitchen.

“Tell me everything,” Damian demanded.

Jason recalled all that he had seen earlier that night and what Y/N had done. And he watched as Damian got angrier and angrier the further he got.

Then he was disturbingly silent once Jason had finished.

“Did you call her mother?” Damian finally asked, slow and steady.

“Oh, you mean Poison fucking Ivy?” Jason shot back incredulously. “No, I didn’t. She asked me not to. Said she didn’t want any more people to die.”

Damian nodded. That made sense to him.

“When she wakes up, can you drive us back to Robinson Park?”

Jason nodded.

“And…I need you…Can you cover for me tonight?”

Jason quirked an eyebrow. “Cover for you?”

“Just tell father I’m sleeping at your place tonight or something. He will think I’m sulking since he sidelined me tonight.” Then Damian looked over at Y/N sleeping. “I can’t…I can’t leave her tonight, Todd.”

Jason was processing this all much better than he would imagine. And instead of overwhelming him with a million questions, he just nodded his head again.

——

As Jason drove them to Robinson Park, Y/N fell back asleep in the backseat in Damian’s arms.

Damian didn’t bother to wake her when they reached the greenhouse. He just carried her into the greenhouse.

“I’ll pick you up right here early tomorrow morning,” Jason told him.

Damian nodded.

He had called Poison Ivy and Harley at Jason’s safe-house to explain the situation. They were worried out of their minds. But Damian insisted that they couldn’t bombard her tonight. It would only stress Y/N out more. His only saving grace in calming them down was that they trusted him with Y/N’s life and knew she’d be safe with him.

Ivy and Harley were waiting at the entrance with worry in their eyes.

Ivy rushed forward quietly and brushed Y/N’s hair away from her face. Then she scanned the rest of her body for obvious injuries. There were bruises across her arms and shoulders. But they all knew the real damage was mental.

“Do you mind…May I spend the night with her?” Damian asked softly.

Ivy gave him a sympathetic look.

“Of course you can, sugar,” Harley answered for her.

Damian just nodded and carried Y/N to her bedroom. He gently laid her on the bed and started changing out of his Robin uniform. He had extra clothes at Y/N’s place and quickly changed into them.

“Damian?” Y/N croaked.

He turned and hurried to the bed. “I’m right here.”

“I’m sorry,” she sobbed quietly.

“Sorry? Y/N, you have nothing to apologize for.”

“I didn’t mean to do it,” she whispered.

“I know, Y/N. I know.” Damian slipped onto the other side of her bed and Y/N instantly moved into his arms. “Just sleep tonight,” he sighed. “We can talk in the morning.”

She nodded into chest and hugged him tighter.

They had countless secret sleepovers as kids. But they weren’t like this. Those were filled with flashlights, sleeping bags, and giggling until exhaustion gave them no choice but to pass out. This cuddling was new. And now Y/N was embracing him like a lifeline.

Damian lay awake for most the night.

She went to the bar alone because he wouldn’t go with her.

If he hadn’t hurt her, if he hadn’t lied and pushed her away…then none of this ever would’ve happened.

The sunrise came far to quick for his liking.

But Y/N woke up with it.

She had always been an early riser, claiming to want to get as much as the sun as she could.

“You’re still here,” she greeted him sleepily.

Damian kissed her forehead. “Of course I am.”

“They’ll know I did it,” she whispered suddenly, looking up at the ceiling.

“No. No one will ever know. Your mothers took care of it.”

The body would never be found. Just like the first time Y/N accidentally took someone’s life. And just like last time, Damian would never tell a soul and would protect Y/N with his life.

“Damian, I lost control. I tried to stop it. But they…they wouldn’t stop. The whole bar was possessed. And I only have myself to blame.”

“We’ll practice,” Damian tried to assure her. “Your mother and I will make sure nothing like this will ever happen again.”

But he knew it would take more than that to convince Y/N that she wasn’t a danger to herself or anyone around her.

“Y/N…” his voice shook.

Y/N finally took her eyes off the glass ceiling to look at him.

“I’m sorry for what I did the other night. I didn’t mean any of it.”

Her eyes softened and she caressed his cheek. “I know you didn’t, Damian. I know.”

“But I still hurt you,” he wasn’t going to let himself off that easily.

“You did. But I know why you reacted that way.”

“I love you, Y/N.” He shook his head. “But this was never meant to happen. I was trained for many things, and being someone’s partner was not one of them. This. All of this…it scares me.”

Y/N smirked at that. “I thought you weren’t scared of anything.”

“I’m scared of being in love. I’m scared of you being used against me or getting caught in the life I born into.”

“I’m stronger than you think, Damian.”

And last night had a fucked up way of proving that to her.

“I’m scared, too.” She whispered. “But I don’t want to give up.”

Instead of responding, Damian crashed his lips against hers. And Y/N quickly kissed him back. But Damian was careful after what happened to Y/N last night. He didn’t want to push her too hard, too fast. So he reluctantly pulled away after a few minutes.

Y/N stared into his green eyes a moment before telling him, “I want to give you something.”

She jumped out of bed and shuffled to one of her dressers. She grabbed something out of it and hurried back to the bed, kneeling in front of Damian now.

She opened her palm to show him a corked test tube that was filled with a liquid that seemed to be glowing slightly, not that much different than her eyes.

“What is this?” Damian asked carefully, not taking it from her quite yet.

“It’s an anecdote. It protects anyone from all of mine and my mother’s toxins, poisons, and pheromones. It also cures all of them if given to the victim in time.”

His brow furrowed. “Why would you give me this?”

“If you’re still unsure if your feelings are real…take this.”

Damian pushed her hand away. “I don’t need to. I know how I feel.”

Y/N’s head hung.

“Unless you are the one that’s unsure,” Damian suddenly realized. “I’ll take the damn thing now just to prove it to you.”

“No. I know it’s real,” Y/N mumbled.

“You do?”

Y/N gave Damian a sad smile. “You don’t look at me the way those people did last night. You’re eyes aren’t filled with hunger and domination. You look at me with patience and…love,” she finished. “I know what forced lust looks like, and never once have you shown it.”

Damian couldn’t help himself and brought her face to his so he could kiss her once again.

“I want you to have it,” Y/N whispered when their kiss ended.

She shoved the anecdote in Damian’s hand.

He looked at it, realizing there were very few things she could do that would stronger show how much she trusted him.

Before Damian could say anything on the matter, his phone started ringing.

He sighed, “That will be Todd…”

“You have to go,” she finished for him.

“I don’t want to leave you. But my father is most likely suspicious already.”

As if on cue, Cheddar jumped onto the bed and snuggled against Y/N.

“I won’t be alone,” she laughed, as she pet the top of her cat’s head. “And you know the moms are going to be hovering all day…”

Damian smiled. He reached under the cat’s chin, finding his favorite scratching spot. “Good boy. Look after her for me.”

He begrudgingly got up to leave and but quickly turned around for one last kiss.

Y/N laughed at his antics. She could definitely get used to this new side of Damian.

Damian was silent the whole car ride back to the manor.

And when they reached the manor’s gates, Damian’s plan was to quickly jump out and make his escape.

But Jason saw this coming and immediately locked the doors. “Don’t even fucking think about it,” he warned.

Damian scoffed and crossed his arms.

“I think after all the shit last night, you owe me some answers.”

Damian didn’t say anything.

“How long has this little secret relationship been goin’ on, huh?”

Damian thought what his odds were of successfully lying to Jason. Out of all of them, Jason was best at lying. Did that also mean he was the best at reading a lie?

But Jason was right: he deserved answers. He took care of Y/N and had the sense to temporarily hide the body before Ivy and Harley could get rid of it for good.

The least Damian could do in return is tell him the truth. He actually owed him even more than that.

“Since we were 8,” he mumbled.

Jason’s eyebrows rose. “8! You’ve kept this a secret since you were 8!?”

“Look, I knew none of you would approve – especially father. And her very existence is a secret. I did it to protect her.”

Jason seemed surprised by the protectiveness that was thick in Damian’s tone.

Damian fully faced him, “You have already done enough for us. But I need you to promise that you will never tell anyone about her and what happened last night.”

Jason scoffed. “I thrive off keeping secrets from this family.”

But Damian already knew that Jason would never expose them.

“So…you two…you’re…like…dating?” Jason cringed.

Damian rolled his eyes. “Don’t be such a child, Todd.”

He smirked. “So, that’s a yes.” Then he closely studied Damian’s face. “Oh, fuck. You love her.”

Damian was silent for a moment, neither denying or confirming the statement.

But Jason already knew the truth.

“Can I go now?” Damian growled.

“One more thing,” Jason reached in the back seat of the car and shoved something into Damian’s chest.

It was a box of condoms.

Damian looked flabbergasted and his face turned bright red. “How the hell am I supposed to walk in with these?”

“I’m sure you’ll figure out something,” Jason shot back and then pointed a finger to Damian’s chest. “Wrap your dick. I don’t want anymore demon spawn in this fuckin’ city.”

He finally unlocked the car doors.

Damian rolled his eyes and made his escape.

He practically sprinted up the stairs and into his bedroom, immediately hiding the box of condoms in his secret compartment.

Dick found Bruce in the bat cave, working. That man was always working.

Without waiting for an invitation, Dick took the empty chair next to Bruce and joined him in staring at the screens.

“Please tell me you’ve noticed Damian acting differently,” Dick hummed casually. “Something’s been off with him.”

Bruce blinked, but kept looking at the screens. He hesitated before telling him, “I believe he has a girlfriend.”

Dick’s jaw dropped. “Excuse me?”

Bruce shrugged.

“…and do you plan on talking to him about that?” Dick questioned.

“What for?”

He rubbed his face with frustration. “Bruce, you cannot be serious.”

“If he wanted to talk to me about it, he would,” Bruce answered.

“He’s just as emotionally constipated as you are,” Dick snapped. “You really think he’s going to be the one to start the conversation.”

Bruce finally took his eyes off the screen to face him. “Has he talked to you about it?”

Damian’s habit of going to Dick as more as of a father than Bruce was a sensitive topic. And Dick knew deep down it made Bruce upset that his son didn’t trust him the same way he did his oldest brother.

Dick’s silence answered his question.

“How did you even figure it out?” Dick asked. “Have you been tracking him?”

Bruce shook his head. “He walked in with a box of condoms the other day.”

“Well, at least he’s being safe – no thanks for you,” Dick groaned.

Bruce sighed. “I taught Damian to be respectful – we all did. I don’t think you need to be worried about it.”

Dick rolled his eyes. “Do you know who she is?”

Bruce shook his head.

“And are you going to continue your privacy-abusing ways and find out?”

“If and when Damian wants to introduce us is his decision.”

Dick had enough and stood up. “This family is so messed up when it comes to relationships,” he mumbled as he walked away.

6 MONTHS LATER

Damian had walked into the greenhouse to find Ivy and Harley looking at a map of some kind. No, they were blue prints.

As soon as they noticed his entrance, they rolled up the paper.

Damian quirked an eyebrow, but ignored it. “Is Y/N in her room?”

They both nodded.

He bowed his head and started walking past.

“Not so fast, kiddo,” Harley interrupted.

Damian paused.

“It’s time we had a little talk,” she said with an evil smirk.

Damian rubbed his face. He had been dreading this conversation. But, honestly, he was surprised it hadn’t happened sooner. After all, the two of them knew the exact moment his and Y/N’s relationship had moved from platonic to romantic.

“We want to make sure ya treatin’ our little sunflower right,” Harley cooed.

“She has an IUD…” Damian noted, as if it was obvious, because they were the reason she even got one.

“We’re not talking about safety. We’re talking about pleasure,” Harley clarified with her infamous cackle.

Damian groaned. God, this was so much worse than the safe sex talk. “Believe it or not, my mother taught me quite a lot about female anatomy.”

“Your mother also drugged your father and assaulted him to get pregnant with you,” Ivy pointed out. “So I that doesn’t exactly comfort me.”

“I would never do that to her or anyone,” Damian said darkly, insulted that she had even suggested he was capable of the same mistakes his mother made.

“Look little puddin’, we wouldn’t be worried about this if you were a gal,” Harley told him bluntly. “Most men don’t know what they’re doing. And teenage boys definitely don’t know what they’re doing. They don’t appreciate the female body…”

“OK! Enough!” Y/N shouted suddenly.

None of them had heard her walk in the room.

Damian looked at Y/N like she was his knight in shining armor.

“Fuck. You two are mortifying,” Y/N hissed as she grabbed Damian’s hand and dragged him to her bedroom.

Once they were in the safety and privacy of her room, Damian relaxed.

“I’m so sorry about them,” rubbed her face in embarrassment.

But Damian didn’t think she should apologize on their behalf. “How do they know we haven’t had sex yet?”

Y/N shrugged. “My pheromones. Mother would instantly know.”

“Interesting…” he mumbled.

Although, Y/N didn’t share with Damian the fact that she had recently started asking her moms more specific questions on the subject and way more frequently.

Suddenly, Y/N stepped very close to her boyfriend with an adorable smile.

“Hi,” she giggle before kissing him, upset she couldn’t immediately do it upon his arrival. Instead she had to save him from her moms.

“Hello,” he greeted with a smile when they broke apart.

“So,” Y/N sighed as she plopped herself to sit on the edge of her bed. “What exactly did your mother teach you about female anatomy?”

“You heard that?” He groaned.

She laughed at his embarrassment.

Damian blushed. “Truly, I would prefer the classic threat to my life that dads give, than two moms asking if I know how to pleasure their daughter.”

Now Y/N was really laughing.

But Damian had enough of the teasing and embarrassment.

He slowly walked to the edge of the bed and didn’t stop until he stood between Y/N’s legs. She yelped with his hands gripped her waist and brought it to his, eliminating all space between their bodies.

Then he dipped his head. “But trust me when I said my mother was very thorough in her teachings. She always said the world has no more room for disappointing male lovers.”

Y/N’s jaw dropped, “Damian Wayne. Who are you?”

Damian answered her question with a passionate kiss.

He pulled them fully onto the back, hovering over his girlfriend as he deepened the kiss.

“What are you doing tomorrow night?” Damian asked, his voice husky from kissing.

“Nothing,” Y/N laughed lightly.

“Will you come spend the night with me at the condo?” He asked.

The condo as in one of his father’s many properties in the city. It was a penthouse in one of the few safe areas of Gotham.

But Y/N knew what he was really asking, and he seemed to read her mind.

Damian cleared his throat. “I have quickly realized that I want to be far, far away from your moms when…” the words died out.

And he was back to shy and unsure self.

“You don’t even have to ask,” she whispered to him as she thumb traced his bottom lip.

“Actually I do have to ask,” Damian corrected.

Y/N had to follow very strict instructions when she arrived at the Wayne condo. This was all to ensure that no one would catch her entrance on any security footage and Damian could hide that they were ever there.

“What’s all this?” She asked when he led her to the kitchen. Her eyes took in all the ingredients on the kitchen island.

“I thought I would make you dinner…” Damian told her as if it were obvious and should’ve been expected.

Y/N’s heart warmed and she quickly kissed him.

Their night was normal. More normal than their relationship or friendship has ever been.

It almost made them feel like a normal couple: Damian cooking. Having a place to themselves. No hiding. No parents invading their privacy.

They felt like adults. And they felt free.

Y/N was amazed at Damian’s cooking. He had never done this before – mostly because there was never an opportunity.

When they were done eating, a comfortable and peaceful silence fell over them. The music Y/N put on and the rain outside were only things they listened to.

Y/N slipped out of her chair went to Damian’s lap. He welcomed her body against his.

“Thank you for dinner,” Y/N told him softly as she wrapped her arms around his neck. “I honestly had no idea you could cook,” she giggled.

Damian just kissed her in response.

“I’m gonna clean up,” Y/N told him, starting to get up from his lap.

But Damian tightened his grip and wouldn’t let her.

“Leave it,” he told her.

It was soft, but Y/N could tell she shouldn’t argue with him.

Damian carefully stood from the chair with her still in his arms. He may have been a lanky teenager, but he was disturbingly strong from this training and life as Robin.

He carried her to the master bedroom.

Everything happened so slowly. But in Y/N’s head, it was all so fast.

Next thing she knew, they were naked under the covers, kissing more and more passionately.

Damian pulled away and looked down at her with concern.

“What? What’s wrong?” She quickly asked. Her breathing was so shallow.

“You are trembling,” he said quietly.

“I’m fine,” she answered too quickly.

But he narrowed his eyes, silently warning her not to lie to him.

“I’m…umm…” She struggled to speak.

Y/N’s eyes simmered green suddenly, not glowing like usual, but dark. Damian had never seen them do that before.

“I’m really fucking nervous right now,” she finally admitted.

“Y/N,” Damian murmured. “We do not have to do this.”

“No, no, no,” she tried to shut that down.

“Did I do something to make you uncomfortable?” He asked, immediately thinking he had done something wrong.

Y/N’s eyes widened “No, you didn’t do anything, Damian.”

Then she pulled his face down to keep kissing him.

But Damian gently pulled away. “Do not do that,” he warned gently.

“Do what?”

“Pretend like you are alright when you are not.”

“I’m sorry,” Y/N whimpered. “It was just the build up. I’ve been getting more and more anxious all night. And now I’m all in my head.”

Damian slowly got out of bed and started shuffling around the room. He put his boxer briefs back on and started looking for fresh clothes in the closet, and then handed her an oversize cotton shirt.

He sat on the edge of the bed as Y/N looked at him with confusion.

“Are you mad at me?” She asked so quietly, scared of his answer.

Damian blinked, and then his face scrunched in realization.

He quickly cupped her face. “What? I would never be mad at you for such a thing. Do not ever apologize for saying no to me. Understand?”

He was using his Robin voice and it really caught Y/N off guard.

But it was clear he was waiting for a confirmation from her, so she quickly nodded.

“I would never make you do something you were not completely comfortable with,” he added gently.

She nodded again. “I know that. I was just scared to admit that I don’t think I’m ready.”

“Come here,” he told her as he slid back into the bed, pulling her back into his arms.

Y/N didn’t bother putting on the shirt he’d handed her. The nudity wasn’t her problem, it never was.

“I love you,” she uttered so quietly, almost like she was speaking to the night.

“Wana ahibuk, ya habibi,” he whispered into her hair before kissing her.

Y/N didn’t speak Arabic – she was working on that – but somehow she still felt what he’d spoken to her.

“We need to regroup!” Dick screamed in his comms to the family. “They’ve split us apart on purpose!”

It was true. Whoever was behind this attack had known that the bat family patrolled different areas of Gotham, and now they’d taken advantage of that.

“I’m trying to find an out!” Tim huffed, clearly out of breath as he kept fighting.

Damian ignored his brothers. Maybe it was his arrogance, but he tended to almost never panic in situations like this.

However, what he was worried about was missing date night with Y/N.

He was supposed to meet her 30 minutes ago.

Then a familiar figure dropped down in front of him.

Slade.

Damian’s jaw clenched at the sight of him.

That explained how the attack had been planned so well: Slade knew their family well. Too well.

And there had been a certain rivalry between Damian and him since he’d taken one of his eyes as a mere boy.

“Well, well, well… if it isn’t the world’s most entitled brat,” Slade cooed as he unsheathed both of his swords.

Damian glared. “Did you come to lose your other eye?” He held his sword at the ready, correcting his stance.

The next second, they were charging each other and their sword fighting began.

Slade was still a few inches taller than Damian’s teenage height. But the growth spurt still made Damian at less of a disadvantage than when he faced off with the traitor as a child.

Their swords collided, locking them in place.

Slade lowered his head closer. “Tell me…how does it feel to never truly belong?”

Damian shoved him away, but the man kept talking.

“You’re not strong enough for the League, but you’re far too corrupt to ever truly be the noble Batman’s son.”

Damian growled at the comment, but said nothing more.

Slade was clearly trying to distract him or a get a enough of a rise out of him that he lost his focus.

They continued fighting, both growing more exhausted.

The fight when on and on and one, then Damian suddenly heard a scream of pain in his comms.

It was Tim.

The sound alone caused Damian to mess up his footing.

Slade noticed and immediately took advantage of it. He sliced his sword across Damian’s chest, striking him down.

Damian groaned in pain and fell to his knees. Not even a second later, Slade sent a kick to his middle, further injuring Damian and knocking him completely to the ground.

‘Get up!’ Damian’s mind told him. ‘Get up you weakling.’

Slade put his sword underneath his chin. “No one will miss you,” he smirked.

No. That wasn’t true. His family would. Of course they would.

But that’s not who Damian was thinking of. No. Not at all.

It was Y/N’s face that flashed in his mind. She would miss him. In fact, he wasn’t sure she’d ever recover. She loved him so much. In fact, Damian was sure he’d never be loved as much by anyone else in his life ever again.

Damian looked up, meeting his fate. He refused to show fear in death.

Slade raised his sword.

Except it never fell.

Instead Slade was ripped back 30 feet like a rocket.

Damian looked around in a panic.

Giant vines erupted form the concrete of Gotham.

And the first one had wrapped around Slade’s torso and had ripped him away from Damian protectively.

The others were picking up cars and tossing them at Slade’s comrades, taking them out by the handful.

As Damian shakily go to his feet, someone had stepped between him and the enemy.

Y/N.

“Stay away from him,” she growled as Slade got back to his feet.

“Y/N, get out of here,” Damian begged. He struggled to get back on his feet.

But she ignored him entirely.

And instead…she wreaked havoc on the enemy.

Screams filled the air as the thick vines whipped and grabbed. It was even terrifying to watch while knowing one was safe and they were allies.

And soon, it was just Slade left.

Vines wrapped around him, holding him in place. Y/N clenched her fist and Slade screamed in pain as the vine broke half the bones in her body from the pressure.

Damian knew she was going to kill him. The veins in her skin popped out as they turned green. Her body was preparing for a poisonous kiss, and he knew it.

He jumped in front of her. “Y/N, that’s enough.” His voice was low and serious, making sure Slade couldn’t hear him.

“He almost killed you!” She tried to argue.

“It does not matter. You cannot kill him. You have broken half his body. He’s not going anywhere. Let the authorities handle him.”

Y/N turned around to glare at Slade.

“Fine,” she huffed. But with a gesture of her hand, the vines tightened again, now putting pressure on Slade’s broken body. He cried out in pain once again.

Now that they were out of danger, Y/N’s full attention was on Damian.

“You’re hurt,” she whimpered.

“This is nothing,” he quickly told her. “What are you doing here?”

“You never miss date night. And if you do, you always message me. Always. I knew something was wrong.”

“It was quite the surprise,” Damian managed to smirk.

But Y/N wasn’t as amused and was looking at the gash on his torso that was bleeding. She was used to seeing Damian bruised and patched up. But it was always after he’d been tended to – plus, Damian always played off his injuries as to not worry her.

“I will be fine, Y/N.”

Sirens started ringing in the distance. Followed by someone jumping to the ground behind them.

Y/N whipped around and placed her body protectively in front of Damian, ready to fight yet again.

“Red Hood,” Damian greeted.

Y/N instantly relaxed.

“You gotta go,” Jason pointed to Y/N. “Cops are gonna be here any minute. And if you guys want to keep this little Romeo and Juliet shit going, you best not be here when they get here – or worse, when Bats gets here.”

Damian knew he was right.

Y/N and him shared a look.

“Go,” Damian pushed her. “I will be fine.”

Y/N reluctantly did as she was told, but not before kissing him.

——

Damian and Tim both barely made it home alive tonight. Tim had broken his arm and had bruises and cut all across his body. And Damian had to get stitches from Slade’s sever. And one of his ribs was badly bruised. But the rest of the family was thankfully doing alright.

But that meant Damian was on strict orders to recover. There would be no Robin for a couple of weeks. And he hated being sidelined.

He was pouting in his bedroom sketching when Jason surprisingly walked in.

Jason rarely spent time at the manor. Alfred basically had to beg him to visit.

“What are you doing here?” Damian asked without taking his eyes off of his paper.

Jason closed the door behind him and walked to Damian.

“Special delivery,” he said before reaching into the inside pocket of his leather jacket and pulling out a glass vial.

Damian immediately knew who it was from.

“She said it would enhance the healing process and numb the pain,” Jason shrugged.

“She gave this to you?”

Jason chuckled. “Yep. The girl gave me a heart attack when plants started crawling through my window and she jumped into my living room.”

Damian tried to suppress his smile at the image.

Jason’s amusement dropped. “She’s real worried about you, ya know.”

“I know.”

Jason sighed. “She saved your ass tonight. You got lucky.”

Damian glared at him. “I had it under control.”

“Maybe you should get over your ego and just thank her.”

But Y/N wasn’t looking for thanks. Damian would’ve done the same thing had the roles been reversed. That was their relationship.

There was not much else to say, so Damian finally looked up and gave Jason a look that asked, ‘Why are you still here?’

“How long do you plan on keeping this a secret?”

“Todd, stay out of it,” Damian warned.

Jason stepped even closer to him before lowering his voice. “Listen, Poison Ivy and Harley are planning something. And I don’t think you should be getting in the middle of it.”

“Planning what?” Damian only half cared.

“You’re too busy being a love sick puppy to notice that Gotham is about to make a deal with Powers Technology. Their proposing to build an oil rig within Gotham’s city limits. Not to mention another factory that will increase pollution.”

“What is your point, Todd?” Damian feigned ignorance.

All these years he’d done a good job of staying out of Ivy’s criminal behavior. It would’ve only complicated his relationship with Y/N and his job as Robin. But now it seemed that had all come to an end.

“Did you forget your girl’s mom is the most notorious eco-terrorist in the world?” Jason scoffed. “Powers Tech is one of the most environmentally destructive corporations in America, and they’re about to make Gotham their new home.”

Damian did know about this. Not only had Jason been following this news, but so was Bruce. Damian would be rather terrible at his job as Robin if he wasn’t already aware that Ivy was most likely going to make a move.

“I know what I’m doing,” Damian sighed.

“And that is…what? Not doing anything at all?” Jason challenged.

Damian only glared at him.

Jason sighed. He should’ve known this conversation wasn’t going to go anywhere or help anything. “You can’t be neutral player in Gotham. Not as Damian Wayne and definitely not as Robin.”

“Will that be all?” Damian quipped.

“Fuck this,” Jason snapped, throwing his hands in the air. “I’m done.”

And with that, he quickly left Damian’s bedroom and the manor.

——————

LATER THAT NIGHT...

Damian was asleep when he heard them.

Something or someone was at his window.

His eyes snapped open and he reached for his sword in the same breath.

But when he whipped around in bed to face the intruder, he let out a sigh of relief.

“Y/N, what the hell are you doing here?” He voice was rough with sleep.

“I came to check on you,” she shrugged as if it were obvious.

“Do you have any idea how stupid this is? My father has surveillance around this entire property,” he hissed.

But Y/N looked unimpressed. “And you think I don’t know how to avoid cameras as if my life depended on it?”

Damian was still frowning.

“Relax,” Y/N giggled. That sound alone rid Damian of all pain. “I stayed out of sight.”

Y/N bounced onto his bed, and it took every ounce of strength for Damian not to show his amusement.

She looked around. “So…this is your bedroom, huh? Your photos and videos definitely didn’t capture how huge it is.”

Damian rubbed his face.

She was already here. There was no point in scolding her further.

“Did I wake you?” Y/N whispered.

Damian nodded.

He thought his answer was going to make her feel guilty and let him go back to bed, as long as she could cuddle and sleep with him, too.

But instead, Y/N straddled Damian and pulled him into a rough kiss.

“I haven’t stopped worrying about you,” she whispered to him.

Except Damian was too preoccupied with her eyes glowing. They weren’t nervous this time. No, they were needy, filled with want and love.

“Damian?” She whispered.

“Yes.”

“I’m not nervous anymore.”

But Damian knew what she was really saying.

Tonight had clearly scared her. And Y/N was done waiting or being intimidated by their love. She almost lost him, and her mind wouldn’t let her stop thinking about it. She needed to be close to him, needed to touch him, needed to remind herself that he was OK and alive.

“Am I hurting you?” She suddenly asked, glancing at his injuries.

Damian’s grip on her waist tightened in case she tried to move out of his lap. “No, you are not hurting me.”

“OK,” she answered with a shy smile.

Then she started kissing him again. It was getting more and more heated. And Y/N seemed rather frustrated that Damian wasn’t being more aggressive about taking off her clothes – after all, he had already been sleeping shirtless.

But Damian still wasn’t pushing.

He broke their kiss and stared deeply into her eyes. “Are you certain?”

She grinned at how soft he sounded. Damian Wayne. Her gentle boy. She always thought it was silly that people failed to see this side of him. But it was her secret to protect. And in return he protected her.

“Absolutely,” she told him as she pressed her forehead to his.

——

Damian awoke early the next morning with Y/N still sleeping in his arms.

And he was suddenly bitter that this couldn’t be their every day. It wasn’t fair. Even if he did share their truth, his family would never accept it. His father already despised metas – and Y/N’s parentage only made things worse.

He would have to sneak Y/N out soon.

But he allowed a few more minutes of her being in his arms, and pressed kisses to her naked back and shoulders.

That slowly woke Y/N up.

She turned to face him, but buried her face into Damian’s chest. It reminded him of a cat, making him chuckle.

“We have to go, beloved,” he whispered before kissing her forehead.

Y/N let out a breathy laugh. “Beloved,” she repeated teasingly.

“Do you not like it?” He asked her carefully, suddenly unsure of the intimate name he’d bestowed upon her.

“No, I like it.” She laughed, “I just don’t think a lot of teenage boys are running around calling girls ‘beloved’.”

“Well, I am not like most teenage boys…”

Y/N rolled her eyes at his arrogance. “You tend to think that, don’t you?”

Damian pinched her side. And she let out a quiet yelp.

“Come on. I should bring you home…”

Both their disappointment was clear.

1 MONTH LATER

Damian was given a night off of patrol. But to him, that meant sitting in the cave and closely studying all the monitors as Dick and Bruce patrolled. His father had been rather insistent on giving Damian a break, which seemed rather odd.

A part of him thought he could sneak to the park to see Y/N or even try to sneak her into the manor. But when he had messaged her, she said her mom was in a testy mood for some reason and refused to let her leave the greenhouse.

Damian thought that had been rather odd. But he didn’t push.

A few hours went by without trouble from the patrol.

But Damian should’ve realized it was the calm before the storm.

“There is a SWAT team and GPD arriving at City Hall,” Damian reported to Dick and Bruce.

No response.

That was when the vines crawled up the building.

“B, the cops aren’t equipped to handle Ivy’s toxins. Only SWAT has gas masks,” Dick reported into his comms.

Bruce didn’t respond, though.

The vines had completely taken over City Hall, claiming it as their own.

Damian’s gaze moved to a news report and turned up the volume as an anchor reported, “POISON IVY ATTACKS CITY HALL AS NEGOTIATIONS ARE FINALIZED BETWEEN POWERS TECH AND GOTHAM CITY.”

Damian suddenly put it together.

This is what Ivy had been planning. She was either going to scare Powers Tech out of Gotham, or kill them.

The vines smashed cop cars and started flinging SWAT members and officers around the block like they weighed nothing. But they didn’t stand down.

“Batman, what’s the plan here,” Dick started sounding nervous.

“They’ve got it handled,” Bruce finally spoke.

Damian’s brow furrowed. His father knew better than anyone that the group didn’t stand a chance against Poison Ivy. What was his angle?

Suddenly, GPD started launching gas canisters at Ivy and her monstrosities.

The news helicopter captured a closeup of Ivy as she gasped in pain and was brought to her knees. The gas was making her weak and killing all her attack plants.

Damian’s eyes widened in disbelief, realizing that not only had GPD prepared for Poison Ivy’s plan… but so had Batman. And the latter was so much worse.

A thought suddenly occurred to him.

“No,” Damian gasped.

He sprinted out of the cave and up the stairs of the manor to his bedroom.

His breathing was heavy and panicked as he ripped through his room to get to his secret department.

When he opened it, Damian felt sick to his stomach.

The anecdote that Y/N had given him was gone.

And the only person who could’ve taken it…was his father.

It all started to click.

Bruce had known Damian was hiding something. What he actually knew and what he thought he knew didn’t matter. Because he’d found the anecdote, replicated it and supplied it to Gotham to protect itself from Poison Ivy, rendering her powerless.

Damian turned to the TV on in his room, finding the news station.

“THE ECO-TERRORIST KNOWN AS POISON IVY HAS BEEN OVERCOME BY GOTHAM POLICE AND TAKEN INTO CUSTODY. WHILE WE DON’T KNOW THE OUTCOME OF TONIGHT’S EVENTS, IT IS SAFE TO ASSUME DR. PAMELA ISLEY WILL BE SEEING THE INSIDE OF A CELL AT ARKHAM.”

Without thinking, Damian sprinted to the garage, and grabbed the first motorcycle he saw. He threw on a helmet, revved the engine, and raced to the city.

Halfway there, it started pouring rain. The conditions weren’t safe to continue driving on a motorcycle.

But Damian didn’t care. He had to get to her.

Damian skidded the bike to a halt in front of the greenhouse and tossed the helmet to the ground with no consideration.

Sprinting to her bedroom, he yelled out Y/N’s name.

But there was no answer.

Damian was panicked now.

What if they’d come for her? What if his father knew all about Y/N, and the authorities were coming after her now, too? Guilty by association.

Damian wouldn’t let that happen.

He continued to scream her name as he searched the greenhouse. Eventually, the only place left to look was the rooftop.

Stepping into the pouring rain, Damian called out Y/N’s name.

Then he ran to the edge, hoping the high viewpoint would maybe help him locate her within the park. But the rain made it impossible to see more than 10 feet in front of him.

“What did you do?” Y/N said from behind him.

Damian whipped around to find Y/N watching him menacingly. She was wearing a white dress that was soaking wet from the rain and basically transparent. She must’ve been out here long before he’d arrived.

“Y/N, listen to me,” he stepped towards her.

But vines stopped him from getting even an inch closer.

Y/N’s teeth were clenched as she repeated her question, “What did you do, Damian?”

The vines pinned his arms to his side.

“I would never betray you,” he objected.

“You are the only person in the world who has ever possessed the antidote. You had the only key that could take down my mother…and me.” She slowly stepped closer with each word, but her anger grew and grew.

“I did not give it to him! Y/N, please,” Damian begged for her to listen.

But the vines were around his neck now, choking him.

“I don’t believe you!” Y/N screamed. “I kept you and your family’s secret for years and years! Why couldn’t you do the same?”

It wasn’t until she stepped closer that Damian realized she was crying. Her eyes were bloodshot, proving that it had started long before he got there.

Damian wanted to tell her that this wasn’t the first time her mother was stuck in Arkham, that she would see her freedom at one point or another.

“Do you know who else is locked way there?” Y/N cried.

Damian said nothing.

“The Joker. As in the ex of my mother’s partner. And he would love nothing more than to get my mother within his reach and kill her. And he’s just one of her enemies waiting for her.”

Damian struggled against the vines hold.

Y/N stood inches from his face now. Her tears continuing to escape. “My mother will die in there.”

“No, I promise she won’t,” he managed to squeeze the words out as his throat was being tightened.

Y/N tilted her head and gave him an incredulous look. “And you think you have the power to do so? To act against your father – especially after tonight?”

And they both knew she was right.

Y/N stepped closer again, inches from his face as he was pulled off his feet by the vines.

“I hate you,” Y/N hissed.

And Damian’s heart broke.

“I should kill you right now for what you did,” Y/N whimpered. Her eyes flickered to his lips as the veins beneath her skin turned green. “You destroyed my family. Destroyed my home. Don’t you get it? Your father killed my mother.”

Y/N reached out for Damian’s face, roughly cupping his jaw with one hand.

She was hurting, suffering. And her eyes showed it all.

Damian did this – him and his family. Their life mission allowed nothing else.

Her lips hovered over his.

And Damian knew if their lips touched, it would be a kiss of death.

Except, why would he fight? What was the point? He deserved this; he knew he did.

Damian Wayne excepted his fate.

He would rather die than look into the eyes of the girl he loved, knowing that she truly believed he betrayed her.

But Y/N couldn’t do it. She couldn’t.

Maybe if she were more like her mother she could.

Y/N cried harder as she realized what she was incapable of doing.

Slowly, she backed away from him.

“We were fools for thinking this could ever last,” her voice shook. “I never want to see you again, Damian Wayne. And if I do…” She hesitated. “If I do, I will kill you.”

With that, the vines released him and he dropped hard to his hands and knees.

He expected to look up to find Y/N glaring at him. But what he found was so much worse.

She was heartbroken. She was destroyed. She didn’t look at him the same way anymore.

Before Damian could even take in a breath to speak, he was smacked off the roof by one of the plants. The height wasn’t enough to kill him, but it knocked the wind out of his lungs. He coughed into the grass beneath him, trying to get it back.

Walking like a zombie – no purpose or care or mind – Damian made his way back to the motorcycle he had discarded. Ignoring the rain pelting him.

To his surprise, Harley crossed his path.

She had an empty and distant look in her eyes.

Harley was broken.

Damian caught her eye and she stopped walking.

How she hadn’t also been detained was beyond him.

“Harley…” he tried to speak. But he instantly stopped. What could he even say?

In return, she looked at him with disgust. “Go home, kid. Before I change my mind.”

——

Damian didn’t go to the cave. He flew back into the regular garage with his motorcycle, soaking wet and dripping water.

But he wasn’t that lucky.

The entire family was in the kitchen, and they were waiting for his return.

Even Jason was there, looking surprisingly uncomfortable.

Bruce stepped out of the kitchen as soon as he caught sight of his youngest son. The rest of them timidly followed.

“Where have you been?” Bruce demanded. His eyes scanned his son’s body, noticing the bruise around his neck and the cut on his cheek and lip.

But Damian continued his walk, completely ignoring his family as he dripped water through the house and made his way to the stairs.

“Damian!” Bruce yelled out.

The boy whirled around with a murderous look.

“What more could you possibly want from me?” Damian rasped.

Bruce was about to say more. But Dick quickly stepped forward and gripped Bruce’s shoulder, instantly silencing him.

But Bruce was stubborn.

“You lied to me, to all of us,” Bruce told him evenly.

Damian grinder his teeth as his stare tore into his father’s gaze, not backing down. “I wonder why…” the boy snapped.

But he’d had enough. Damian didn’t have anything to say to his father. He was betrayed and treated like a new, distrustful member of his team instead of his only blood son.

So Damian walked out of the room. And he didn’t stop into he was in his bathroom, where he suddenly puked his entire stomach into the toilet.

—–

“You probably could’ve handled that better,” Dick sighed.

“I didn’t raise him to be a liar,” Bruce growled.

“But you knew he had a girlfriend,” Dick argued. “You could’ve talked to him about it.”

“Clearly he didn’t want to have that conversation,” Bruce argued.

“You’re all idiots,” Jason finally chimed in.

Alfred, Tim, Bruce, and Dick’s gazes all snapped to him.

“She wasn’t just his girlfriend. They’ve been best friends since they were 8 years old,” Jason explained. “The girlfriend part was just a recent development. But I’m sure after tonight that’s over and done with.”

“What?” Bruce gasped.

“Yep,” Jason was loving knowing more than all of them. “Wonder why he felt the need to keep that from you for – oh, I don’t know – 9 years.”

Jason rubbed his face and sighed. He grabbed his jacket roughly. “I’ve had enough of this toxic family for one night.”

And they all watched him leave.

——

Damian hadn’t slept a minute last night. Instead, he laid in bed switching between staring at the ceiling, hating himself and looking at photos and videos of Y/N.

When he realized he felt too sick to his stomach to sleep, he went to his sketchbook and realized how much of it was drawings of Y/N.

The most recent ones were the kind he’d never want anyone else to ever lay eyes on. After all, Y/N was not one to be ashamed or shy about her body or nudity.

As Damian looked at the drawings, he realized he would most likely never lay eyes on her in such an intimate manner or feel her skin beneath him ever again. He slammed the sketchbook closed and threw it angrily across his room.

In the morning, Damian walked down to the cave to find Dick and Bruce.

From the look of both of them, neither of them got a lot of sleep either.

But there Damian stood in front of his two paternal figures. They both turned to him, Dick looked concerned and worried. Bruce was composed, as usual.

Damian cleared his throat. “I wish to return to my mother and fulfill my true purpose as Heir to the Demon and successor to the League of Shadows.”

Bruce’s face dropped.

Him and Dick shared a look of concern.

“Damian, let’s talk about this,” Dick began.

But Bruce was silent.

“There is nothing to talk about,” Damian shot back. “I am leaving Gotham.”

It wasn’t until then that Bruce truly understood how much he had hurt his son. Damian had never even so much as threatened to return to Talia before – no matter how bad things got with their family.

But Bruce had never put his lovers first – never. He couldn’t relate to his son’s turmoil. Bruce made the assumption that Damian was exactly like him: putting Robin and Gotham before all else. But maybe this was how Damian was more like Talia.

Somehow Bruce knew that he’d have to fight harder to win his son back. And there was no way he could do it before he fled and returned to his mother.

“If that’s what you want,” Bruce finally spoke, defeat and disappointment clear in his tone.

Damian nodded. “I am leaving tomorrow.”

“Tomorrow?” Dick gaped.

But the teenager never even acknowledged his older brother. Only glaring at his father, silently facing off with him. Damian wanted it be clear that he was leaving because of him and only him.

“You taught me to always have a contingency plan,” Damian said slowly. “But you never told me to have one for your own father.”

Dick’s heart broke as he watched it all unfold.

“I won’t be making that mistake again,” Damian finished before turning and leaving the cave.

——

Damian had multiple duffle bags laying on his bed, filling them as he quickly moved around his room. He feared that if he slowed down, he would somehow change his mind.

He heard the swoosh he’d grown so accustomed to over the years and then heard one of his windows creaking open.

“I came as soon as I heard,” Jon was breathing heavily.

Surely he had seen the news from last night.

Damian ignored him, continuing to pack.

Then Jon’s entire body froze when he saw the half filled bags on Damian’s bed.

“What’s going on? Where are you going?” Jon asked quickly.

“I’m leaving,” was all Damian supplied.

“I just went to Y/N’s. She wouldn’t even see me. The greenhouse is completely surrounded by vines and foliage. With no way in. But my hearing could still pick up her crying. She screamed at me to leave.” Jon frowned and his shoulders slumped. “I wanted to rip through the vines, but I only thought it would make things worse.”

Damian ignored him and kept moving.

“Damian!” Jon finally yelled. “What the hell is going!?”

“I’m leaving Gotham. I’m going back to my mother.”

Jon’s jaw dropped. “Your going back to your mother?” He repeated. “As in you’re going to back to the League of Assassins?”

“Yes,” he was growing frustrated.

“You can’t just leave, Damian! Y/N…she-she needs you!”

The words got Damian to whip around and get into Jon’s face. “She made it very clear that she never wishes to see me again. It is over, Jon. Leave it be.”

“You’re being an idiot,” Jon scoffed.

“I put her mother into Arkham!” Damian yelled. “And she’ll be lucky if she makes it out of alive – let alone a few months.”

“You know it’s not that simple,” Jon looked like a sad puppy.

“All she’s ever had is Ivy and Harley! And I took that away from her!”

“That’s not true,” Jon’s voice shook. “She has you. She has me.”

Damian glared at him. “We are not children anymore, Jon. We cannot hide in our foolish fantasy anymore. And I should have realized that sooner.”

“You’re…You’re really leaving,” Jon whispered.

Damian sighed and nodded.

Jon pulled him into a hug, even though he knew Damian hated them. “Keep in touch, OK?”

Damian only nodded.

But he knew that he wouldn’t.

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I posted 65 times in 2022

That's 65 more posts than 2021!

30 posts created (46%)

35 posts reblogged (54%)

Blogs I reblogged the most:

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@maychorian

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I tagged 50 of my posts in 2022

Only 23% of my posts had no tags

#my fic - 23 posts

#fic drop - 15 posts

#fic tidbits & quill ribbits - 8 posts

#tim and jerry - 7 posts

#momgoose - 4 posts

#spoilers - 4 posts

#inspired by - 3 posts

#you are my sunshine - 3 posts

#quill does a frog blog - 2 posts

#ive got a lot written i just have a lot more to write - 1 post

Longest Tag: 111 characters

#teeth gritted as i patch together two half written chapters and make them into fully written complete chapters:

My Top Posts in 2022:

#5

a fluff snippet for my shifter au appears! (i tried to write fluff. did i succeed? maybe. there is a bit of angst. but it’s mostly supposed to be fluff!)

5 notes - Posted October 30, 2022

#4

I wrote a fic!

It is not the toafr sequel, which I am supposed to be working on, and it is not even the vampire au I got distracted by and have been writing for the past couple weeks.

But here's a fic!

6 notes - Posted October 17, 2022

#3

Sneak peek isn’t the right word here, but maybe we’ll call this a teaser trailer for a momgoose one shot fic I’m working on.

Maybe if someone can correctly guess which Wayne child created this powerpoint slide, I’ll post a snippet of the fic ;)

13 notes - Posted October 3, 2022

#2

I do not draw much, but I am trying to fight back against my perfectionist tendencies and do it more, because I'd rather draw badly and have fun than never draw bc I fear it won't be good.

So that disclaimer about my art abilities out of the way...

I drew shifter Jason from Fate Runs on Light Paws 🐾

51 notes - Posted July 20, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

I just realized here is the Perfect Place to put all my most of these bats are cats character reference photos*

(*characters that have so far appeared on screen, some exclusions may apply ;) we'll have to see who else shows up)

SO!

Bruce, Maine Coon:

Dick Grayson, Bengal:

See the full post

56 notes - Posted September 25, 2022

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Maribat March Day 30: Goodbye

ao3

@maribatmarch-2k21 

At the beginning Marinette's 12 and Damian's 9. And by the end she's 14 and he's 11.

Damian was arguing with his sister as she haphazardly threw things into a bag. She was leaving, not on a mission but for good.

“Not for good Damian. I’m just leaving the League you’re at liberty to join me. I’m not against it.”

“But Mother and Grandfather wouldn’t want you to leave,” trying to sound as convincing as possible even though he wasn’t sure if he believed it himself.

Marinette scoffed, “if it was up to Grandfather, I wouldn’t be alive. You and me both know that. I wouldn’t be shocked if half the League knows it. Mother probably wants me alive for whatever long twisted plan she has in mind. Though, I doubt she still does with my refusal to kill.”

“Mother said she might take me to meet Father soon-”

She inhaled sharply, “That's half the problem here. You know more about him then I do. You are actually told things about him. All I know is what Mother thinks of him. Mother’s opinion does not matter to me. Nor do I actually know if she is right.”

“But you’re a much better fighter than I am, they wouldn’t want you to go.”

“I’m also a girl. The League doesn’t want a female heir, otherwise Mother would have been named heir long ago and we wouldn’t be here.”

“But-”

“You’re grasping at straws here Dami. Like I said feel free to join me.”

“Mother-”

“I know Damian. You don’t have to come. But I am leaving.”

He holds back tears, Mother says al Ghuls don’t cry.

She continues, “If you ever do get out of here, I’m going to try to find Sabine Cheng, remember her?”

He nods mutely. He remembers the woman. He hadn’t seen a lot of her. But she had taken care of Marinette from birth. He remembers Marinette once telling him she was more of a mother to her than Talia would ever be. It makes sense that she would try to find her.

“It won’t be hard to find me with the Batman’s resources after all. And I promise you I’ll be there the second you call. This isn't goodbye.”

Damian doesn't believe her.

She hugs him tightly, murmuring an, “I love you little brother,” into his hair. He feels her grip loosen around him and before he can look up, she’s disappeared into the shadows.

.oOo.

Marinette makes it to Paris. Sabine had told her once that she had always dreamed of going there. When she walks into the Dupain-Cheng Bakery for food the last thing she expected to find was that the Cheng in the name was from Sabine’s. An understandable mistake really, anyone who had known Sabine during her time in the League wouldn’t have expected her to open up a Bakery.

Sabine sees her first. She freezes when she’s swept into a hug. Her assassin instincts telling her to injure the offending person. And then Marinette realizes it’s Sabine and melts into the hug. Her tiredness taking over as her months long search comes to an end. There are tears all around. Leaving her husband to take care of the bakery, Sabine takes her upstairs into their home and plies her with sweets.

Marinette is enrolled in the near-by school. She makes friends with the students there. Then she gets the Ladybug Miraculous and for the first time in her life is grateful her League training. She creates a plan for Cat Noir’s training and they both work on making sure they don’t accidently end up busy during those times, to the best of their capabilities. Sabine figures it out almost immediately and offers any help she can. And Marinette with the support of her friends and family, embraces the responsibility of the Ladybug mantle.

.oOo.

There was a coup in the League. Mother had left him with Father so he could continue his training. Damian had to find Marinette. This was all that ran through Damian’s mind when he first was thrust upon the Wayne Family.

He knew he needed the Batcomputer to conduct his search. But his Father was yet to accept his existence, let alone allowing him access to the batcomputer. Damian decides he has to prove his worth. So, he attempts to kill Drake, surely if he can defeat him Father would consider him acceptable and help him find his sister.

He is reprimanded. Told that this is not the League and that, “Bats don’t kill.” He remembers ukhti’s face then, frowning in disgust at the thought of killing. And his father looks him in the eye and asks him if he understands, Damian realises Marinette shares their father’s eyes.

He thinks about it a lot more after that, what ukhti would consider acceptable and what she would not. Grayson says it’s a massive improval and Damian can’t bring himself to say, “I’m only doing what my sister would do.”

Then Father dies, and while Damian now has access to the Batcomputer he can’t bring himself to introduce the topic to Richard. Knows Richard will see Father in Marinette more than he ever will in him, the same way Damian sees his sister in Father. So, he looks into Sabine Cheng. Finds that his sister is living with her and is using the name Marinette Dupain-Cheng. She seems fine, so Damian doesn’t call. He remembers her promise, knows that she’ll be there the second he needs her. He’ll give it time and then he can bring it up with Richard.

.oOo.

Lila appears a year after Ladybug. But Marinette was trained to be an assassin, and quite literally has lady luck by her side. And while her friends find Lila’s stories wonderful in the beginning, they slowly realise that’s all they are. Stories.

A few months after Lila’s appearance. Hawkmoth is taken down. But Marinette and Adrien keep their miraculous. Master Fu takes the rest of the Miracle Box with him to London, so he can spend his days with the love of his life.

Adrien and her become closer friends than before. Fighting for their city's safety everyday would do that. Tom and Sabine take him in and it’s like having a brother again. And Marinette wonders if Damian’s still in the League. Maybe she should bring it up with Sabine, if they could take him away from the League.

.oOo.

Before Damian can talk to Richard, Drake comes back with proof Father is alive. Damian’s first worry was that he’d have to start from the beginning yet again but when Father comes back, he acknowledges Damian’s presence and calls him his son.

Father’s busy. Damian keeps trying to bring up Marinette but he never seems to catch Father at the right time.

He notices Damian trying to talk to him more often, and invites him on a mission to Paris to check out some relatively new heroes.

Ladybug shows up almost as soon as Batman and Robin take to the roof tops of Paris. She looks annoyed and says to Father, “I don’t know what you think you’re doing here-“

Damian doesn’t register the rest. He knows that voice. It’s been years since he last heard it, but he’d never forget. The next thing he knows he’s darting forward from where he’s hidden behind his Father and has tackled ukhti in a hug. He hears their father’s confusion behind him but he couldn’t care less.

.oOo.

Marinette lands on the rooftop, annoyed. She has no idea what Batman’s doing in her city. Father or not, he doesn’t know that anyways, but it doesn’t give him an excuse to come to the city uninvited. Marinette has barely begun to speak when she’s tackled into a hug. Familiar arms wrap around her, and she can hear Damian sobbing as she brings him closer once she gets over her initial shock. She’s crying too. Well, all the plans for getting Damian out of the League won’t be necessary now.

Marinette leaves the League mainly because of

1) The way she was treated by Ra's and Talia as a pawn, she didn't want to play along with their schemes

2) She didn't want to kill

a continuation (it’s only on ao3)