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[the-undeadwriter]

could you do Cassandra Cain headcanons with a GN S/O who is the child and former apprentice of deathstroke? (the reader inherited deathstroke’s abilities and has a semi decent relationship with their father, despite the opposing worldviews)

Of course!! Wasn’t quite sure how to incorporate all the info about deathstroke and what being his kid would entail, so if you’d like a follow up don’t be afraid to ask <3

Requests are open!!

Warnings; Brief mention of training to be a child solider/mercenary, brief mention of Dick and Damian’s experience with Deathstroke, possibly ooc, mildly suggestive?? Depends on how you interpret it :/ Reader is gender neutral!!

Enjoy!!

I think she would relate to you a lot- having a father like that, who has trained you since birth to behave a certain way.

She would likely wonder how you could still tolerate your father, but she wouldn’t tell you to cut contact unless something terrible happened— something drastic like him hurting you, even if that would never happen.

Was hesitant to introduce you to her family— specifically Dick and Damian. It took a while for her to come clean about you and who your father was.

Loves you look when you fight. Even if you’re not a vigilante, she loves watching you use your skills.

In the topic of training… she loves to train with you!! There’s nothing more intimate than sparring with a loved one, learning their weaknesses and strengths… she loves it!

It took so long for her to come clean about her secret identity— she only told you once she was sure you wouldn’t sell her out to your father.

She’s always willing to listen to you if you want to vent about your father— maybe someday she could do the same?

Loves watching you interact with her siblings— she loves knowing her favourite people in the world get along <3

[the-undeadwriter]

haiiiii if your requests are open could you please write something for the batfam with a he/they reader who's vigilante name is ghost, and who's going through a chronic pain flare up and feels bad about not being able to go out on patrol for a while, and have the rest of the batfam being really comforting and nice about it

ill love you forever

-🦈🔆 (so i can find this later)

Hi yes hello!!! Thank you for the request, hope I did it justice mwah

Requests are open!!

Warnings: mentions of medication! Brief mention of overdosing(once), Reader is masc, reader is a vigilante called ghost, general chronic pain discomfort, a few thought of feeling inadequate due to chronic pain… possibly ooc? Most of this was written before I went to sleep, spelling mistakes

Word count; 1,749 (!!)

Enjoy!

In your defence, you didn’t think it would be this bad.

Yes, you’d spent the past few days feeling shitty, taking as much pain medicine as you possibly could without overdosing or raising concern. Yeah, you’ve had to take so many breaks doing the simple things you love that you usually wouldn’t need to take, but you were sure you’d be okay to patrol tonight!

And, like you expected, you had felt fine before patrol. You suited up fine, double checked your gear and comms, started patrol…

It’s about thirty minutes into patrol that things start to go wrong.

Oracle had buzzed into your earpiece, voice firm and calm as she spoke into her mic. “Ghost, there’s a situation near you. A potential robbery. Think you can handle it?”

And, considering how close you were, it’d be silly if you didn’t try to do something. Isn’t that why you started doing this?

You’ve already changed course when you answer oracle, jumping from the roof to roof as quickly as you could. “Got it, on my way now.”

You hear a breath of relief on her end before the comms cut off again and you can hear the sounds of Gotham’s late night activities all around you as you hop off a roof across from the bank where this supposed robbery was taking place.

It’s easy to find a way in. It’s easy to find the group of two face goons who had been tasked with this crime. It’s easy to take them down.

Until it’s not.

Maybe you landed badly. Maybe the pain meds you’d taken hadn’t worked. But someway, somehow, things had started to go wrong.

You manage to take down the thugs, and you can’t help but feel frustrated at yourself as you open the comms line again. “Robbery’s been stopped, police are on the way. I…” You suck in a deep breath, leaning against your the closest wall. “I’m gonna cut patrol short tonight, Oracle. Pain flare up.”

A sigh. “Go home, Ghost. I’ll notify B.” You can’t handle the concern in her voice.

You mumble a quiet thanks before shutting off your communicator and pulling out your grappling gun and aiming for the skylight.

As you fly over the city, wind whipping past your face, you can’t help but huff. You swore that you could handle this. You told Bruce that you could patrol tonight. And now…

You reach to batcave quickly, at least.

Alfred is waiting for you, with a tray of refreshments and medicine. “Ah, Master [Name], I heard tonight wasn’t treating you well?” You groan, moving to sit on the closest thing— this being the large chair situated by the bat computer.

As Alfred sets down the tray beside you, he speaks up again. “Master Bruce and the boys have all been made aware of your absence, sir.” You curl in on yourself again. Great, can’t wait for that. You snatch up a sandwich and chew angrily, leaning forward and attempting to type up a report.

“[L/N]”

Spinning the seat around, you come nearly face to face with your youngest brother, Damian. Which… is odd, considering he’s supposed to be in patrol right now.

“Damian?” You mutter, standing from the chair and taking a few steps towards him. “What are you doing here, bud?” You notice that Alfred has disappeared, possibly returning upstairs.

Damian scowls, stomping closer and grabbing hold of your sleeve. You’re still wearing your suit, having not bothered to change. “Being the only sensible person in this house, it seems.” He mutters, practically pulling you out of the cave behind him by the sleeve.

You try to protest, citing the report you need to file, but Damian seems set on taking you to your room. He nudges you into the room and stands at the door, crossing his arms. “Get changed and then meet me in the theatre. Take your time.”

And then he’s gone, and the door closes.

Standing in your dimly lit room, you sigh. Guess you’ve got no choice but to listen to him. Little guy can be real stubborn. Just like you, huh?

Most of your clothes are soft. It’s practically mandatory, at this point. It’s times like these that you’re glad that Bruce was so willing to spend money on the people he cares about— your entire closet is filled with comfy clothes suited for lounging and relaxing.

Carefully cracking your door open, you can’t hear any noises. You don’t see Damian either… he must be in the theatre already.

The theatre isn’t too far from your room, just a couple hallways and one large room with multiple doors. It’s as you approach the theatre that the sound of voices reach you. It’s not quiet yelling, just… passionate conversation.

Yeah, let’s just go with that…

Cracking the door open and peering inside, you’re greeted with the entirety of your family arguing, surrounded by blankets and pillows.

Ah, so this was the plan.

Not everyone is here— Bruce and Tim still seem to be out— but there’s enough people in the room to make you feel warm. You still feel upset, of course, but you’re comforted by the fact that no one is upset with you.

You push the door open, stepping into the large theatre. Three heads snap to you immediately, arguing quieting down to a murmur. The others haven’t seen you yet.

They’re all sitting in a semicircle, blankets and pillows arranged on the floor for maximum comfort. There’s a few snacks on the far side of the blanket den, and the giant screen has been turned on, though nothing is playing yet. That must be what they were arguing about.

Cass smiles, urging you closer with a few gestures. Beside her, Damian’s face lightens when he sees that you’ve followed his instructions.

Settling down beside Damian and Jason, the others are finally aware of your presence and the arguing stops briefly for a few surprised exclamations.

Dick completely stops the conversation, moving closer to you and giving you a hug, one you lean into with a hum. As he pulls back, his expression seems unusually soft as he double checks you’re actually fine. “Hey kid, feeling a little better?”

The pain is still there, it never really goes away, but the pain meds seem to be working. If you had a leg compress or something you’d probably feel better, but you can manage without it for a moment. You nod, getting comfortable on the blanket.

Dick’s expression turns sheepish. “B and Tim couldn’t make- someone had to patrol tonight… they’ll get here later, ok?” He settles in next the Damian, Cass shuffling forward to sit with Steph and duke, watching them argue about what movie to watch.

Jason nudges your side, holding out a plate of your favourite snacks with a hum. You take it gratefully, taking a bite and sighing. You notice that Jason has the remote, and he’s started scrolling the movie options without care fore the argument happing to his left.

“Huh… any of these look good to you?” He asks you quietly, gesturing to the list of movies displayed on screen. Most are ones you’ve seen a thousand times, but you can spot your favourite movie. You snatch the remote and hover over it, letting the details pop up.

Jason huffs and takes the remote back, but doesn’t question your choice. Dick snickers and Jason swats at his head angrily. You and Damian share a look. This is why you don’t have movie nights often.

Thankfully, all arguing quiets down when the door opens again and someone clears their throat. You all look towards the entrance and see Alfred standing in the door way, seeming both amused and tired by the fighting.

He walks towards all of you, holding two trays in his hands. He sets one down on the blanket, revealing it to be a plate of cookies. They seem to be freshly baked…

He hands the second tray to you. It’s full of things you might need— a heating pad, a cold compress, more pain meds and sleeping pills, just in case. He lets you set it down before speaking again. “Miss Barbara wishes you well, Master [Name], and Master Tim has requested that I tell you that both him and Master Bruce will arrive within the next two hours.”

“Thank you, Alfred.” You hum, taking whatever items you think you’ll need and getting situated. You don’t take the pain medication— you took some back at the cave— though you do take the sleeping pills.

Alfred bows slightly and walks away again, likely to prepare the cave for Tim and Bruce’s return.

Before anyone can start arguing again, Jason presses play on the movie. Nobody complains as the beginning sequence begins, likely knowing that you picked this movie.

Damian settles against your side, arms loosely hanging around your stomach. Dick leans closer to the both of you, Jason tries to steal your snacks.

It’s perfect.

You manage to watch the first thirty minutes of the movie before the sleeping pills take effect and you slump against Jason’s shoulder. Surrounded by family, watching your favourite movie, you feel perfectly content to fall asleep.

Possibly hours later, you wake up to someone touching your hair.

Blinking open your eyes, you come face to face with Bruce. His expression is unusually soft, smiling gently at you. “Hey sweetheart..” He murmurs quietly, pushing your hair out of your face. His expression is soft, but slightly upset. Or proud? You’re half asleep, you can’t tell.

He stands up, rubbing his eyes and sighing. Behind him, you spot Tim looking over Steph and Cass, both of whom have fallen asleep together. Bruce glances down at you, smiling again. “It’s okay, kid, go back to sleep, okay?”

Humming, you close your eyes again. You hear him walk away, and feel Tim settle down between you and Jason. There’s some muttering and grumbling, but no fights break out.

There’s still a movie playing quietly, though you don’t recognise it. You think you hear a quiet click, but you can’t be too sure…

You drift off before you realise.

Two weeks later, Bruce has a new photo sitting in his home office, the office at Wayne Tower, his wallet, his lockscreen…

It’s a dark picture of his kids. They’re all curled up together, bathed in a pale blue light. They’re all covered in blankets, and pillows are strewn about.

It’s his favourite picture.

I hope this is what you wanted ^^

[the-undeadwriter]

Been thinking ‘bout undertale recently…

Requests are open ;P

Sans x gn!reader, potentially part one?

Warnings; none, aside from a few mentions of drinking and being left behind

“Y’know, my mother used to be real into those old Greek legends.”

You speak into the silence with a breath of hesitation. You really regret coming to this party. You only know one person here, and she had abandoned you the moment you got here. You tried to find her for a bit, but after being knocked into someone else no less than six times, you decided to stay near one of the quiet, empty corners.

The only plus side here is that the guy sitting beside you is pretty funny.

He’d walked out of the crowd, laughter and amusement following his departure. He must have seen how miserable you looked, sitting against the wall, and decided to talk to you.

The conversation that had followed was full of bad puns from him and startled laughs from you. Eventually, after your cheeks had begun to hurt and your chest ached from the lack of air, he had quieted down, leaving you sitting in silence- except for the party raging around you, of course.

Hence your awkward attempt at conversation.

The guy looks over at you, tilting his head as the words tumble from your lips without consent from your brain. “Her favourite was this really old one, um, about this guy going off to war and accidentally angering the sea god… I can’t remember the name, but I remember my mom loving it because the main character just wanted to come back to his wife.”

“She always said that was the best kind of love- someone willing to risk everything to get back to their lover.” You can’t help but laugh, wiping your eyes. You swore you aren’t drunk, but with the ways you can’t seem to stop talking or the tears from falling says otherwise. “Can you imagine that? Anyone trying that hard in this day and age?”

“i don’t know, i think love is a bit easier to swallow than an entire civilisation living under a mountain.”

You turn to look at him, truly look at him, for the first time that night. The skeleton stares back at you, eyelights bright and- playful? Can lights be playful? Despite yourself, you can’t help but snort. “Yeah, I guess when you put it like that, it does sound a little silly…”

His eyes seem to brighten further. “besides, you humans do weird things all the time. if being in love is so weird, it makes sense that humans love to do it”

Rolling your eyes, you laugh again. “Yeah, yeah… thanks, stranger.”

“sans.”

“Hm?”

“my name’s sans”

…

You smile.

“[Name]”

Maybe coming to this party wasn’t a bad idea after all.

Yh idk if I’ll write part two, I just wanna post smth :]

[the-undeadwriter]

UNDERTALE MASTERLIST!!

Frisk;

Nothing here yet!

Chara;

Nothing here yet!

Asriel;

Nothing here yet!

MK;

Nothing here yet!

Toriel;

Nothing here yet!

Sans;

Parties are better with company! Part 1!

More to come!

Papyrus;

Nothing here yet!

Gaster;

Nothing here yet!

Undyne;

Nothing here yet!

Alphys;

Nothing here yet!

Mettaton;

Nothing here yet!

Asgore;

Nothing here yet!

[the-undeadwriter]

BSD MASTERLIST!!

Armed detective Agency;

Atsushi Nakajima;

Nothing here yet!

Osamu Dazai;

Nothing here yet!

Doppo Kunikida;

Nothing here yet!

Edogawa Ranpo;

Nothing here yet!

Akiko Yosano;

Nothing here yet!

Fukuzawa Yukichi;

Nothing here yet!

Port Mafia;

Chūya Nakahara;

Nothing here yet!

Ryūnosuke Akutagawa;

Nothing here yet!

Gin Akutagawa;

Nothing here yet!

Michizō Tachihara;

Nothing here yet!

Oda Sakunosuke;

Nothing here yet!

The guild;

Francis Scott Fitzgerald;

Nothing here yet!

John Steinbeck;

Nothing here yet!

Lucy Maud Montgomery;

Nothing here yet!

Edgar Allen Poe;

Nothing here yet!

Nathaniel Hawthorne;

Nothing here yet!

The decay of angels;

Fyodor Dostoyevsky;

Nothing here yet!

Nikolai Gogol;

Nothing here yet!

Sigma;

Nothing here yet!

(The hunting dogs aren’t here yet cus I’m tired :0)

[the-undeadwriter]

ARCANE MASTERLIST!!

Viktor;

Nothing here yet!

Jayce Talis;

Nothing here yet!

Ekko;

Nothing here yet!

Jinx/Powder;

Nothing here yet!

Vi;

Nothing here yet!

Caitlyn Kiramman;

Nothing here yet!

Mel Medarda;

Nothing here yet!

Silco;

Nothing here yet!

[the-undeadwriter]

DC MASTERLIST!!

Batfam;

Chronic pain comfort!

More to come!

Bruce Wayne;

Nothing here yet!

Richard “Dick” Grayson;

Nothing here yet!

Jason Todd;

Nothing here yet!

Tim Drake;

Nothing here yet!

Damian Wayne;

Nothing here yet!

Cassandra Cain;

Deathstroke’s kid!Reader hcs :)

More to come!

Stephanie Brown;

Nothing here yet!

Duke Thomas;

Nothing here yet!

Barbara Gordon;

Nothing here yet!

More to come!

[the-undeadwriter]

MASTERLISTS

Arcane

BSD

Undertale

DC

More to come!

[the-undeadwriter]

INTRO POST!!

Requests are open!!

Hello!! My names Ace :)

Main blog; @idontexist65

He/him!!

Somethings about me; I’m very neurodivergent, incredibly gay, and constantly being beaten by writers block :,)

Despite that last fact I try to write as often as I can!!

What I write;

Hurt/comfort, fluff, angst

Self harm comfort. Nothing else >:(

Masc, Gn and fem readers!

Mildly suggestive content (depends on the request.)

Platonic relationships, romantic relationships, ships, family dynamics…

Soft yandere stuff!!

This list is subject to change!!

What I won’t write;

Full on smut.

Incest, pedophilia, heavy gore, rape…

No fetishes!

This list is also subject to change!!

Fandoms I write for;

Bungou stray dogs!

DC (specifically the Batfam, but you’re free to request others!!)

Undertale!

Arcane

More to be added…

Helpful links!!;

Masterlist of masterlists :0

Dividers ✨ ✨

More to be added (^_−)−☆

Divider credits to; @sisterlucifergraphics !!!

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[the-undeadwriter]

RAHHHHHHHHHHHHHH HI :3 i saw you had divider requests open (i think) and was wondering if you can do dividers of like a galaxy or smth

🌌Galaxy Dividers🌌

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