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kimberly-spirits13 · 5 years ago

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Infinity Factor (Request)

Pairing: Batfam x batsis

Synopsis: You were born with what many would call a curse. From the reality last, where characters like Batman and Wonder Woman are just characters and everything was “real”, you had just died and now, as a result you were living this curse once more and have just been born into another universe. What you don’t know is that you’ll have to die for those you love until all your time here is exhausted. Thus, creating the Infinity Factor.

Note: (This was Google Translated so feel free to correct me if I’m wrong but it’s in the story) ‘ukhti alhabiba = my beloved sister (Arabic) ‘akhi alhabiba = my beloved brother

Warnings: Mentions of death

Word Count: 2383

Bruce had found you on the streets of Gotham in the harsh winter during one of his nightly patrols. It was a routine thing to find the corpses of the homeless during this time which had desensitized him from any sort of event like this. What he wasn’t used to however was finding a screaming baby girl wrapped up in bundles of old cloth laying in the trash by itself with no other being around. That night, against all odds, you were alive. He took you home to Alfred’s care and immediately after that adopted you as he tends to have a habit of. ———————————————————————

The first time you died was saving your father from a gunshot fired by an estranged guest at one of the galas. It was in the middle of him talking to one of the CEO’s that was invited and you that terrible feeling something would happen. You knew from the start that something was off but figured that Bruce would have to know too. The moment you saw him pull the small revolver, this unknown force just made you jump in front of Bruce. The shot fired and you took it. From there, everything was pitch black. You knew you weren’t done yet since you didn’t immediately wake up somewhere unknown to you.

Instead, it was a miserable rest of the night for everyone else. You were rushed into the hospital and pronounced dead after only a few minutes upon arrival. The sounds of Bruce’s cries were what woke you up. Slowly light started flooding your senses and you heard the sudden starting of a heart monitor. Doctors came rushing in and the look of shock on your father’s face never your memories.

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From then on you were known as the “Miracle Child” of the Wayne family. You didn’t particularly care for the nickname seeing as this thing that you had going on was never really a miracle, however there were many more incidents that proved this name to be a fitting one for more and more people.

One by one, over the years Bruce had accumulated adopted many more children. All were at varying ages but you all came to know them as your family. This was the first real family you’d had in a considerable amount of lives and this time, you didn’t want to lose them. They didn’t want to lose you either. The curse that was bestowed upon you was like a double -edged sword. On one end, you might die for just a few minutes or even a day or two at most once you took a bullet, knife, sword, bomb, etc... for them. On the other hand, you might take that death and never wake up in this world. You lived every day in fear that something might happen to them thus, resulting in your own ultimate despise from this universe.

The family knew this well. Jason and Damian especially. For someone who was roughly around Tim’s age, you had died a total of 14 times. Every week dreams flooded your mind of either some strange world you might come to live in, or the tragic and often graphic ways in which you had previously parished. The dreams of new worlds were often enticing and enthralling, however the latter was not. On nights you did have those bad dreams, someone was there with you under most circumstances.

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This night wasn’t any different from past nights leading to this. It was a quiet night in Gotham during your own patrol. Nothing too strange was occurring and you certainly didn’t feel otherwise unsafe from the typical standard. Gliding from roof top to roof top, you were having the time of your life. It was an interesting aspect being on the ground below during the day but at night soaring above the tiny cars and street lights below.

You didn’t stop until reaching a building where Bruce had found you in the diamond district that fateful January’s night. Walking to the front ledge of the building, you looked down on the streets and alley ways below. You had a habit of really looking carefully and even staring at some spots getting lost in what things in the shadows might be. Maybe it was a trashcan that looked especially off, or sometimes it was a cat casting a strange shadow in the city light’s glow, however, you always saw it.

The unfailing and ever-present observation skills you picked up now were starting to register a different sound. It sounded as though someone were in great distress and the noise emanating from this signaled their near demise. Without a moment’s notice you could hear Duke’s voice coming onto the speakers. This was one of the nights that he decided to come on patrol since Steph had come down with the flu.

“Someone’s been shot in the 6th Street – 5th Street alleyway. I’ve got this one handled.” He said.

No time had passed from the end of that call to the moment you leaped off the building in the largest rush of your life, pulled by the same unknown force from so many times ago. Tears began to spring from your eyes knowing what was going to happen to you. You wiped your cheeks and carried on in pursuit of this killer so that Duke wouldn’t have to face what fate was so cruelly handing him if you weren’t quick enough. You knew that in consequence to what you were about to do, you’d be given his fate.

It was dark when you reached the alleyway, there were no signs of any beings but for the woman laid on the cold concreate ground below. You saw the pain in her eyes and knew that she wasn’t gone yet. With this curse came another trait, you knew when someone was close to death. She wasn’t near it, not yet at least. Before jumping down the building, you dropped a flash bomb. It wasn’t enough to seriously startle the woman, it was just enough for you to see where the culprit was fast enough so that you’d be able to get him. The moment the light went off, trashcans started to fall. You knew where he was and without missing a beat, you jumped into your death knowing full well what was waiting for you down there.

Duke wasn’t far behind. In fact, you had heard his calls and pleads not to go down there by yourself. Those were all obviously ignored seeing as you were now in the middle of a gunfight with two men. They didn’t seem to pose much of a threat compared to your training. It was the woman that knocked you off your guard some. You knew you had to get her to cover or she’d be shot by a stray bullet. That was Batman’s second rule. Don’t let bystanders be killed in your own fight. So that’s what you followed. With bullets flying and two fully grown men screaming at you to give up, you dragged her out of the way and into a safe place where the brick wall would give her cover as long as she didn’t move.

“The woman that’s been shot is behind the wall for cover. Do not come out, I repeat urgh!” Your line went dead.

Everyone listened in horror as a final gunshot went off. They heard what they hoped was you hitting the guy in the back of the head with his own revolver, and then a thud along with one other. They knew what that second thud was. It was Duke who found you dead, in a pool of your own blood. Next was your oldest brother, and then Bruce. They all kept coming until finally, Damian was there crying into your shoulder, your own blood now staining his costume darker red.

No one spoke the rest of the way home. Bruce had you in the Batmobile to take you to the cave. Alfred was notified to open the room in which your body was to lay for at least three days. If you weren’t awake by then, you were certainly dead. In you went, each leaving and revisiting one by one. It wasn’t that you wouldn’t be able to leave. Not at all. From inside, the door was unlocked and Alfred always left a note explaining that in case you awoke and didn’t understand what was happening. You always understood, sometimes it just took a while for you to really grasp what had happened.

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Hours and minutes ticked by. Every few hours or so, someone would visit outside your door and just stay there in either silence or in a conversation about their day. They knew you didn’t hear it, it was just nice feeling like you were still there in some way listening to their tirades on the idiot at the mall who didn’t know where they were going and was holding up the line. Or maybe it was someone at WE who wasn’t good at deals and negotiations and either wanted too much or demanded too little thus, a bargain was made almost at their expense. Either way, they always came to you to talk, even if you couldn’t answer back.

When you finally did awaken, the lights were dimmed as they usually are. Inside was the fresh smell of your favorite candle which smelled like Alfred’s cookies and a few inches from it as to not start a fire, was a hand- written note by Alfred himself explaining where you were and how to get out of the room. You stayed in silence for a bit, crying to yourself over what you had experienced. The wound in your chest were gone and only a scar was left. Another “plus” of this curse was that your wounds healed without assistance or closure.

Once the reality of it all had crept into your mind and you knew for certain that you were safe and home, you slowly opened the door. It was a bit brighter when the main part of the cave came into view. You wasted no time looking around for your family after using the bathroom that was downstairs close to where you were. They didn’t seem to be in the cave at the time being. Looking up at the bat-computer, you saw that it had been a full 27 hours since your death and right now, everyone should have been planned to be somewhere but for Damian, Alfred, and your father who would all be at home.

Carefully, you climbed up the stairs and into the room where Bruce had set the main entrance into. It was hidden away and separate from the clock but none the less, everyone in the family knew about it. You made your ways through the halls not really knowing where to find anyone. You didn’t need to go into your bedroom since you were already in clean and comfortable clothes from the night of your death. The wood floors felt cold under your feet which is something that took a minute or two to get readjusted to but none the less, you continued on not to be deterred by something that mundane and simple.

After not finding anyone in the lower wing of the house, you went upstairs straight to your father’s bedroom. You knew someone would either be there or in your room. Heading up the stairs, you found that there was no one in sight.

“Maybe I should call someone?” You thought.

Someone was always meant to be at the house when this kind of thing happened, however the manor was large and on many acres of land so even if there was someone there, you might not ever find them. You continued on back down the third flight of stairs and came to your own floor. Well, it wasn’t really your own floor, it was just where you room was. Slowly passing the opened doors of the other bedrooms just as Alfred kept them for air circulation, you made it to your room. The door was also wide open and the lights were not on.

Stepping into your room however, you were met by a tear stained, wide eyed boy. Damian sat staring at you, his green eyes dimmed and darker from what crying he must have been doing. He sat on your bed, wrapped in one of your own blankets that sat on the chair you used to read him stories in. Immediately after registering your very alive self, he jumped up practically tackling you to the floor.

“‘ukhti alhabiba!” He cried into your shoulder, “I m-missed you so much.”

The two of you held each other as close as possible which wasn’t hard considering he was still very small in stature at this age.

“I missed you too ‘akhi alhabiba.” You looked down at him and eventually up at Alfred and Bruce who had come from checking on you in the cave only to come up empty handed.

Both of the men dropped to the floor holding you tight. There were some words of welcome back and others of happiness in gladness of your resurrection, but mostly tears. Bruce had contacted the rest of your family by now and they were all on their way. You knew when they got back, it would be a house full of crying bats.

Now, only fifteen minutes later, everyone was there on the floor, huddling around you. You knew that you were safe in this moment. The smaller screams of joy in seeing you from your brothers entering the room made you sure of that. Damian hadn’t moved and Dick was latched onto you as well. You and Duke had almost had a facial expression conversation all including a sorry, gratitude, and a, “happy you’re back” moment. Jason wouldn’t really admit that he was sobbing that day even though everyone knew and Tim was so sleep deprived that he almost passed out upon seeing you. Either way, there wasn’t some crazy force pulling you into danger like those kind of this typically do. Instead, it was another even crazier and mind- boggling force that pulled you and your family closer together in the mourning a lost life, and finally the celebration of a restored one.

I had no idea where I was going to take this tbh lol. I had a good idea from the request but it wasn’t until I actually started writing that I was like ohhh okay. I hope you guys liked this one though, it was fun to write. Anyways, I hope you’re all doing great and staying safe and healthy. Have a wonderful day and rest of the week!

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denouemwnt · 7 years ago

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badass batmom

you can also read it in AO3!

pairing: bruce wayne x batmom x batfam

warnings: swearing, angst, violence, miscarriage.

summary: Bruce’s got hurt while fighting against the Joker, who just kidnapped your sons, Tim and Damian. While the other kids are trying to end the chaos the villain is causing in Gotham City, it is up to you to save your boys... But will you leave a trauma from the past aside to save them?

words: 3207

A/N: I really love the Batmom stories the amazing authors on Tumblr write, I think I read all stories when I had my other blog (and certainly I’m re-reading everything again!). I got really inspired by them and decided to try to write one story that was in my mind for a long time. I’m not as good as these talented writers but let’s try and see where it goes. Oh, and Y/V/N is your ‘vigilante’ name.

(you can see my masterlist here!)

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Another sleepless night. You are living a hard period of your life when you even can’t do your favorite thing in the world: sleep. Maybe you need to be aware if something happens; there is always a possibility when your kids and husband are fighting crime on the streets.

This “hero” thing turned out very difficult to you. When Bruce said about Dick being his sidekick you didn’t agree for the first time. He had a very brilliant idea to put your child on the streets to fight crime. It’s not something a normal father would do.

When you saw Dick training with his father you knew that he would be an amazing Robin. And he was. This happened to all your kids and soon you realized you couldn’t stop them from doing something they liked because of a trauma of the past.

Only Alfred and Bruce know what happened. You never felt ready to tell the whole family about that period of your life, you never had the courage for it.

Because you can’t sleep, you go to one of the most peaceful places on the manor: where you make your beautiful paintings. The idea of capturing images with your own hands always made you relax since you were a kid.

You walk to pick up the new and small canvas you bought last week to put delicately on the easel. When you were about to catch the paint-brush you hear a nervous knock at the door. You turn around to see your oldest son, Richard, still wearing his Nightwing suit, but without the mask.

“Something happened, dear?” Something bad happened, you can see through his eyes.

“It’s Bruce… He- he got hurt pretty badly.” He says to you waiting for any reaction.

Your mouth tries to form words but all your mind can think of is what you just heard. What if something else happened?

Dick sees how shocked you are and leads you to where his father is.

You walk with quick steps to the cave to see your husband being stitched up by Alfred. There are new (and deep) cuts in his body. You feel tears falling through your cheeks and get closer to him.

“He is going to be ok, Mom.” He reassures you and puts his mask again, exiting the cave.

Soon the butler gives you some space, finishing stitching the last cut and going back to the house.

“What- what the hell happened to you?” You stop in front of Bruce and carefully hug him. Your heart slowly breaks from seeing how hurt he got.

“Right now, it doesn’t matter what happened to me, Y/N.” He kisses your forehead and takes your hand in his.

“What do you mean? Something else happened? Are the kids ok?” You take a step back, still with your hand in his, and look at him waiting for answers.

“Joker got Tim and Damian. Dick and Jason are taking care of him while I’m recovering, yet I don’t know if they are going to get their brothers in time.”

“What?”

You can’t believe he did it again, that he had the audacity to touch your kids again after all the suffering he already brought to your family. And getting Bruce hurt like that? He is going to certainly regret bringing so much pain to your loved ones.

You are not going to wait until one of your boys put The Joker behind bars at Arkham. You are the one who is going to do it, after getting Tim and Damian from his dirty hands.

You promised yourself you wouldn’t risk your life at the streets fighting crime anymore like your family does.

You promised yourself you would never wear that suit again.

This is a different situation. You need to do this.

And you are going to do it.

“Bruce… I am going to get our boys back.” You quickly kiss his cheek and go to the tiny secret place where only Alfred, Bruce and you know, where your old suit is.

You begin dressing it and the memories from the time when you used to protect Gotham fill your head. While being Y/V/N in the past you felt so good knowing what you did to help the city.

After you are fully dressed, steps are heard behind you and a hand is put carefully on your shoulder when you turn around to be face-to-face with your husband.

“Are you sure about this, dear?”

“It’s hard to wear it and certainly it’s going to be harder to fight again remembering what happened. But that’s why I didn’t stop training, right? I need to help my family right now.” You sigh as he gets closer to you.

“You are a very brave woman, Y/N,” he kisses me. “And I love you.”

“I love you too, Bruce.”

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When Damian opened his eyes, the first thing he saw was his own face.

The walls were full of mirrors, with strange shapes and sizes.

He counted ten armed men inside the room, but no sign of the Joker. If he was right and he probably where, he and Tim were just a distraction to lead Jason and Dick to the opposite side of the city.

If he could only say to Alfred that they could handle these men... but his gadget was broken.

So was Tim’s.

“Robin, can you-” The Red Robin was interrupted by a scream and after it, a blackout.

What happened was something his father would do, but Bruce got hurt, and his older brothers didn’t act like that, Damian thought.

Damian and Tim only could hear grunts, kicks, and sounds of gunshots coming from the men and the supposed vigilante that was fighting with them. They quickly undid the knots on the ropes that were supposed to be hard to undo and started fighting with the remaining men.

That’s when the emergency lights lit the room – a little later than usual – while the three of them continued combating the Joker’s thugs and both of the batboys saw a woman fighting. She remembered them the way that their parents used to train together.

She moved discretely between the men and put them on the floor one by one, using advanced techniques of martial arts. If they didn’t see her, they would believe that a ghost was fighting with them because the vigilante was so quiet and careful. It isn’t possible that the woman may be their mother, right? Tim thought.

But when the only man that was still on his feet pointed two guns at the kids’ faces, her reaction was just too fast.

“Get. Away. From. Them.” And simply like that, he fell on the ground after the shock of her fist on his face.

“Mother?” They looked at her with amusement and surprise at the same time.

“Hey, boys.” Y/N hugged them. “Are you ok? Did one of those jerks hurt you?” She checked them for any bruises.

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A few minutes earlier.

“Master Wayne just asked me to warn you about a new vigilante who is going to help you get Tim and Damian back,” Alfred says from the cave while seeing the images from the cameras around the place where the boys where.

The butler secretly smiles knowing that Y/N is back at her old business, proud that she decided to wear her suit again and fight for her family.

Alfred is the closest thing to a father figure for Y/N, just like he is for Bruce; however, there is a huge difference between the Bat and her: she actually has a family.

“Wait- what? Don’t tell me that Bruce adopted another kid! I don’t need help to save Tim, you know that already, Alfred.” Jason sighs and sits on his motorcycle to get to the building where his brothers are.

“And Damian.”

“Yeah, him too.” Jason rolls his eyes.

He is just tired of all this shit happening in Gotham. Some psycho makes some chaos, get caught, go to Arkham, escape, repeat. But now, deeply, it is kind of serious for him and he doesn’t need anyone to annoy him.

“Master Jason, you-” Todd turns off the gadget and starts driving to finish his mission as soon as possible.

Little he knew that Alfred was going to tell him that he could go back and help Dick.

When Jason arrives at the old building at the quiet street in one of the most dangerous neighborhoods in Gotham, Jason realizes it is too late.

Because Tim and Damian are already out of it with someone that is supposed to be the vigilante Alfred said. He has never seen that woman before and thinks that maybe she is some old Bruce’s affair, but there’s is something incredibly wrong. His brothers are smiling and they only smile when- oh no.

“What the hell?”

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The boys are still waiting for an explanation - especially when after you rescued Damian and Tim you received an invitation from The Joker himself -, but unfortunately, you can’t just go home and pretend that he isn’t around. You always have to put the others first, that was what your father always said to you when you were a child.

All of you stop in front of the abandoned construction he was supposed to be. When you prepare to enter it, two very short men dressed like clowns appear just behind you.

“Y/V/N, Mr. J said specifically that only you were invited.” And suddenly they disappeared.

Just like what happened that night, you thought.

You need to go there and face him alone again. Maybe Dick is there with him since no one can localize him. Maybe it is your chance to do what you should have done that night.

“Mom, are you sure?” Tim asks.

You nod and open the door.

The room was full of smoke, with a terrible smell and trash all over the place. You could see rats running on the floor and spider webs on the walls.

When the door closes behind you, Alfred starts talking about Dick.

“I was able to locate Nightwing, Y/V/N. He actually is not too far away from you, where Harley Quinn was found. Right now she is already in Arkham.”

You sigh with relief but it is soon replaced by anger when you see Joker.

“I knew you were still a kind of backup for the Batman, even after being so unprofessional after that night.” He smiles.

“What do you want from me?” You get closer to him.

“It is a pleasure to see you too, Y/V/N. Wow! We didn’t see each other for a long time, right? We have a lot to catch up!” He laughs.

That fucking laugh.

“Why are you doing this?” You take a few more steps closer.

“My explanation is not important at the moment.” He starts walking around you. “You are the star of the show today, my dear! How have you been after that little accident? I mean, it’s been a long time and I haven’t seen you after that!”

“Little?” You say sarcastically and sigh. “You know what you did to me. It wasn’t a little accident.”

“If you think with me, it was indeed a little accident, because the baby bat was so small I didn’t even notice.” And he shows me, the walking stick.

“Shut the fuck up or I will kill you right now!” You scream, pulling out all the anger you kept inside all these years.

“Oh, wow! Now I know why you don’t hang out with Batman anymore. Not really his type.” He makes a fake sad face and shows you a little stuffed bat. “Look what I found! That baby would have made a really good Robin.”

That was the limit.

You punched him right in the nose that started bleeding really badly. He started laughing and tried to hit your head with his walking stick, but you bowed down at the same time, so he decided to throw the stick away and grab one of his knives.

The Joker tried to stab your chest but you quickly held his arm, kicked him on the floor and picked up the knife from his hand. You were about to immobilize him when he pushed you at the wall and stabbed your lower belly.

“The baby dying inside you.” He smiled.

You were with so much anger that you didn’t even felt the blade cut your skin deeply when you took it out of you. He turned around to grab that fucking walking stick and you stabbed him in the back.

“Not fair at all.” He grunted and fell on his knees.

You took the knife out and grabbed his arms to push it against his back.

The clown strikes his head in your nose and it’s time to yours to begin bleeding. He turned around and you punched his face, making him fall to the ground. You put your feet on his chest and pressed it a little bit.

Your boys get in the room and look at you surprised one more time. Dick was about to say something when Joker’s laughter interrupts him and you interrupt the clown with another fist on his face.

“Gordon is on his way.”

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Some years ago...

“It is going to be fine, Bruce. It will be my last mission, I promise.” You could see how nervous he was through his eyes, so you take his hands in yours, reassuring him that everything is going to be ok.

He sighs, finally letting go of the breath he didn’t realize he was holding.

“Ok, baby. Even if you want to go on patrol with me after tonight, there’s a good chance that belly will stop you.” He genuinely smiles.

“Oh no, you didn’t say that.” A genuine smile escapes from your lips too. “No one can notice that there is a baby inside here, I’m sure he is going to be really small.”

Bruce gets closer to you and gives a really tight hug.

“She, Y/N.” He whispers.

You take a few steps back and put your mask, so does he.

“We are not discussing this again, Batman. Let’s go.”

“Ok, Y/V/N. Let’s go.”

A few minutes later, you and your fiancé arrive at the abandoned circus where Joker indirectly said he would be at.

But seconds before you make your entrance to confront the clown, two small men dressed just like the joker stop both of you.

“The Bat can’t enter.” They say at the same time. “Y/V/N, Mr. J said specifically that only you were invited.” And just like that, they disappear.

“Are you sure about this, Y/V/N?” You knew that if he wasn’t the Batman right now, he would get closer.

You nodded and discreetly went to the main entrance, it was supposed to be a door, but only some old curtains took its place. You walk through an empty hallway with some obscene drawings at the wall until your feet stop just before the stage of the old circus.

“Look who finally got here! The Y/V/N herself!” He took his hat off and revered to you as if he were polite enough to do that to someone.

“What do you want?” You cross your arms over your chest.

“To take you off from the Bat, of course! You just disturb my plans with him!” He laughs.

You felt that someone was right behind you and turned around to see one of his men. And soon you felt something you didn’t before, a needle on your neck.

How could you not feel that?

A few moments later you woke up on the ground of some dirty room. There was nothing keeping you up there, you were technically free if it wasn’t for the clown that appeared in front of you.

The Joker smiled and pointed to the door, where you could hear sounds of fighting that filled up the room. Bruce was here making his way to you.

You heard a metal crashing on the ground, it was his walking stick. You tried to get up but you couldn’t, it was certainly the thing that guy injected inside you.

No, please, this can’t be happening, you thought.

He got closer to you and started laughing; this sound was the only thing you could hear.

And then he hit you right thigh first.

You tried to get up again but your body was too weak, so tears began to fall on your cheeks as you waited for the worse. You screamed for help, it was the only thing that came out of your mouth. You tried to protect your belly with your arms and legs, but he hit it.

He hit it three times. Each one of them harder than the one before.

You wondered where Bruce was but soon you heard him still fighting, it was impossible for him to get you.

All you could do was beg him to stop.

Your baby, the only thing that came to your mind. Your poor baby. You were such a bad person, you thought. Why you decided to come here? Why? You felt blood getting out between your thighs. No, this can’t be happening.

Your baby died inside you and it’s your fault, you thought.

You killed your own baby.

And then Joker saw the blood and the shock on your face.

“Oh no! You had a little Bat inside your smashed belly, didn’t you? Such a naughty girl, Y/V/N.” He laughed even more.

You were a monster.

You felt your baby’s blood on your body. In your mind, you heard him cry.

Because you always knew there was a little boy inside you.

But he is not a boy anymore; he is just blood on the floor.

It was your last mission, indeed.

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“So... That was what happened. I was young, dumb and really irresponsible.” You finish telling about that night to your boys. “I’m really sorry I haven’t told you about it before. It is something that haunts me until today.” You sigh.

“And it haunts me too.” Bruce holds your hand firmly and kisses it. “Your mother, Alfred I suffered for months. It is not easy to lose a child.” He looks at Jason, who turns his gaze to the other side of the living room.

“But in the end, we have four amazing kids and we are so grateful for having all of you here with us.” You smile at them.

“I hope that you plan on not having more adoptions on the way,” Jason says.

“Who knows?” Bruce says and they look at him in shock.

“You’re kidding right?” Tim asks seriously.

“Who knows?” There is your time to say it.

“C’mon, family hug!” Dick screams and it becomes a huge mess.

Feeling the arms of your family (even Alfred, he tried to escape discreetly but you got him) around you is something that makes you so happy after those dark days.

“I hate this.” Damian murmurs but holds them like he’s never done before.

After fifteen seconds hugging (that’s a record!), all of you manage to get out of the hug.

“Ok, so everyone to the table, we ordered pizza!”

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killeroftrains · 5 years ago

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TAG GAME: IT’S LONG

Thanks @eg515 ONCE AGAIN. I spent like an hour on this lol. Tagging @nevergirl13 @oceanicrage @emma-arthur. My god I am tired.

What was the last movie you watched in theaters?

Star Wars: The Last Jedi in December!

What’s your favorite game to play?

Literally anything on the PS4 (I love Detroit: Become Human and Spider-man) BUT I also love Clue and Spoons

Chocolate or Vanilla?

Vanilla for smell, Chocolate for everything else

What was the last show you binge watched?

During this quarantine LOL I saw I Am Not Okay With This and like a season of Grey’s Anatomy.

Do you have any pets?

Not yet. But one day I’ll have a cat and I’ll be thriving.

What’s your favorite fairy tale?

I was a really big fairy tale kid growing up, both Disney and Grimm Brothers. I really loved the super dark Snow White and Alice and Wonderland (I don’t know if it counts though).

Who’s your favorite superhero?

This is the worst question to ask me!! From the X-Men, I love Blink, Storm, and Jubilee. From Marvel, I’d die for Spider-man and all his variations (Spiderham for life). From DC, I really love Catwoman, the whole Batfam, and Kid Flash.

Who’s your favorite Disney Princess?

Shuri. But also Mulan and Rapunzel.

Where’s the first place you’re going to go after social distancing is over?

I will go on a walk on my nearby trail since I haven’t been in a few months!! I miss the outdoors.

Cookies or Cake?

BOTH I HAVE THE BIGGEST SWEET TOOTH.

What show could you watch over and over?

Young Justice and Friends. I don’t really think I could rewatch shows, but I rewatch powerful scenes all the time.

Favorite song lyric?

Every now and then it hits me, that I’m the one who got away. But I guess being lonely fits me.

Favorite season of your favorite TV show?

Imagine having a favorite TV show. But seriously, if we’re just talking about seasons from shows I watch, Season 3 of Teen Wolf is unparalleled.

What never fails to make you smile/happy?

Funny scenes from TV shows that I find on YouTube OR Caitlyn Rae videos.

How are you doing with all that’s going on in the world?

Okay. Just really trying to get as much studying done for my AP tests as possible. I wish I could go on a walk because ironically I now have free time. My mom is also driving me crazy with all of her precautions, but it honestly could be a lot worse so I’ll deal.

TV Show or Movie?

80% of the time, TV Show. But if I’m short on time/willpower, for sure a movie.

Underrated artist?

Frank Ocean. ALWAYSSS.

Favorite Holiday?

Halloween + all of the winter holidays. Just love the comfort.

A song that describes you?

A Little Love Song By Tinashe or Boys Liek You by Tanarelle IN TERMS OF TONE NOT CONTENT

Describe your Tumblr in 3 Words:

Funny but Meaningful.

Favorite Book?

A Darker Shade of Magic or Six of Crows.

Favorite Candy?

Not super big on candy, I prefer chocolate. But I like gummy bears and Swedish Fish.

How many siblings do you have?

One younger sister.

What’s your zodiac sign?

TAURUSBABYYY

Where in the world would you most like to travel?

I cannot express how badly I want to travel. First place, probably London. Then work through Europe and hit all of Asia. But if I could go to any location at all throughout time, I want to visit Babylon so badly.

Do you speak any other languages?

Telugu and Spanish, but I can understand some French.

Something you wish people knew about you?

Nothing, people should stay away from me and leave me be.

Describe your style in three words:

Anything I (Fucking-)Like

Favorite Weather?

Spring. I need sun to work. But I also love rain.

Most-Used Emoji?

❤️

First OTP you had and how you feel about them now?

Lowkey Fred and Daphne from Scooby Doo. Still love them together.

Favorite Disney remake?

Aladdin.

What is your phone case like?

Silicon lavender. I love it.

Favorite food to cook/bake?

All food. I’m a big foodie. I love to cook and bake.

If you could save or bring back one TV show, what would it be?

THE GIFTED BRING IT BACK I SWEAR TO GOD I WILL DIE WITH THIS SHOW IF DISNEY SERIOUSLY BOUGHT FOX FOR X-MEN BUT DOESNT DO ANYTHING IM DESTROYING THEM BRICK BY BRICK—

What book would you like to see as a TV adaptation?

I want to see An Ember In The Ashes and the Renegades series as movie series, but I think The Lunar Chronicles would be great for TV. A Darker Shade of Magic would do wonderfully as a mini-series.

Most Hated Chore?

Trash. DisgusTING.

What is your guilty pleasure trashy TV show?

Grey’s Anatomy. Everyone’s lowkey terrible. Except Christina and Lexie.

One song you love but you hate the artist?

All Halsey songs. And most Justin Bieber songs. But I don’t really hate them as people, I just DO NOT understand their decisions. And that’s not up to me to understand.

One movie/episode that makes you cry?

I don’t cry easily from TV. But I think I will always cry watching the Tale of Princess Kaguya.

MY QUESTIONS:

Favorite subject to learn about?

Favorite sport to watch?

Do you hate folding laundry?

Do you prefer warm or cold environments?

Favorite cartoon as a kid?

Favorite vegetable?

Favorite cuisine?

Do you get along with your family?

Spiral or composition notebooks?

Color pencils or paints?

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totcf x dcu plot bunny

[𝗠𝗜𝗡𝗢𝗥 𝗦𝗣𝗢𝗜𝗟𝗘𝗥 𝗪𝗔𝗥𝗡𝗜𝗡𝗚 𝗙𝗢𝗥 𝗧𝗢𝗧𝗖𝗙 𝗜 𝗧𝗛𝗜𝗡𝗞???]

(𝗪𝗢𝗨𝗟𝗗 𝗧𝗛𝗜𝗦 𝗕𝗘 𝗖𝗢𝗡𝗦𝗜𝗗𝗘𝗥𝗘𝗗 𝗔 𝗦𝗣𝗢𝗜𝗟𝗘𝗥????)

Cale deals with Burrow by stabbing himself with a piece of the world tree and everything goes to shit. The issue is dealt with but now Cale is in stasis, unmoving. And which seems to be another coma. But, this time he’s not waking up and it’s taking way longer than last time. (The previous being six months, I think(?)). He has so many people waiting for him. (And they can’t handle losing him again).

Nobody is taking this well, especially his kids. That’s where the god of death takes a gamble and decides to bring him somewhere he has a chance to interfere.

And where Cale gets transported to is not where the god of death was expecting. He fucked up big time. And he feels the weight of it.

Of course it doesn’t take long for Cale’s fam to realize he and Raon are missing. Raon? Yeah, he refused to leave Cale even to eat. His older siblings took this hard too. But they wanted to stay hopeful for Cale.

(I would imagine all three of them would sleep next to Cale at night and two eldest would only leave for food or something or the sort).

Obliviously they question (threaten) god and he cracks, telling them he bought Cale (and Raon by accident) to a place he can help him. However, he keeps out the fact that he lost both of them. He’d rather not be killed today.

So you’re probably wondering where Cale and Raon have landed exactly and that’s good old Gotham. :)!!

(A place within the God of Death’s range but he struggles to identify which timeline and where exactly they landed.)

So Raon and the still unconscious Cale are stuck in Gotham. Roan is undeniably angry, sad, and confused. But he does his best to keep his human safe no matter the cost.

However, people keep trying to either take Cale for whatever purposes be it good or bad. It doesn’t matter. It probably doesn’t help that they landed in the worst place imaginable. Crime Alley….

So it’s not a surprise when there’s a rumor of a pretty red-head being protected by some type of meta(It’s Raon we all know it’s Raon.)

Raon has to continuously move, feed, and protect Cale all the same.

But damn, a meta in Gotham??? It reaches people’s ears even outside of Crime Alley's territory. Said meta is strong and it’s clear with the abundant amount of property damage.

We all know this “meta” reaches Red Hood's ears first. I mean come on this is his territory. So when he eventually finds the dubbed “Sleeping beauty” it’s in an abandoned warehouse hidden away in a corner on a mattress next to them some necessities and a bunch of toys. (There are a butt load of plushies :( ). He doesn’t miss the sound of a child sobbing and childish yet grand decor.

This “meta” was a child…. Fuck.

He’s flung with some magic and piercing screech, earth rumbling at its wake. And damn was he not prepared for this shit.

So here he is staggering to keep up with whoever this kid was, as infuriating as it is. He tries his best to calm the kid down. Which doesn’t really work. The kid’s full on growling, but he’s determined to help the kid. Because an abandoned warehouse is never a safe place to hang out in these parts.

Despite Red Hood’s offer to bring them to a safe house. Raon refuses, he can’t trust him just yet. And they both understand that this is a game of trust. So Jason takes his chance and occasionally delivers necessities to them both. While Raon doesn’t let him get close to Cale he does slowly but surely warms up to him. One day he does eventually tell him more about Cale. He affectionately calls him his dad but the tone is somber. He whispers his worries about finding him dead one day. And that’s probably the moment Jason emotionally adopts him.

Now Raon is obviously curious in nature, and much as he wants to explore he can’t past finding things to sustain them both and or keep Cale comfortable. And it’s on one of these outings that he loses Cale in the unfamiliarity. He immediately starts looking and runs into Red Hood at some point in his search. And he trusts him enough to help him look. The two eventually find out Cale’s been kidnapped by either some goons, cultist, some villain? (Whatever adds more tension idk.) Raon is livid because how fucking dare they??? And both Raon and Hood haul ass. The bad guys are dealt with and this leaves the two in silence.

This is the part of the story where Raon shows himself in a moment of trust and weakness. Cale almost got hurt and all Raon could do now is clutch on to Cale’s night gown, nuzzling into him while sobbing. Now Jason realizes this kid was a fucking baby dragon all along. What. the. Fuck????

So he comforts him the best he can. Jason decides to take care of them both, taking them to either his apartment or safe house. And Raon begrudgingly stays. They both do end up bonding together and Raon gets really comfortable. Idk if Jason would talk about himself much but they do learn about each other at some point. Raon would definitely drop some info about himself at some point and go on about how he’s stuck here because of the god of death. And Jason is both so done and not surprised at this point.

Cale’s health does end up looking worse for ware at some point. And the problems start up again. I didn’t mention it before but Cale’s mind is stuck in a perpetual loop of old memories, good and bad. SOooo, now this is the part of the story where both Raon and Jason try and wake up Cale using various methods.

At some point Jason decides to ask Bruce for help. And oh boy. Would this be an awkward family dinner…

basically jason's acquires his now child (raon) and sleeping prince (cale) :D i don't see much of a romance subplot but I do see some gay panics, and mistaken boyfriend scenarios(?) feel free to add on to this mess.

#totcf x dcu plot bunny #totcf x dc #child mc #found family #child acquisition #angst with a happy ending #would this be considered angst?#cale and the bat fam are minor character's in this #plot bunny #trash of the count's family #raon miru #cale henituse #red hood #jason todd #dc comics #batfam #batman #batfamily

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