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catlya · 5 years

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I'll Never Be Ok Pt.2

You stared at the door, almost as if you were waiting. Waiting for what you didn't know.

Everyone you knew wouldnt come through the door. You didn't understand why, but you missed them. You missed...him. After everything that's happened you missed them. The only family you'd ever had.

However, they were also the people that shamefully ripped you to shreds with no regrets.

You glared at the door knowing that whoever was coming was an asshole.

You turned away from the cursed door and turned on your television.

'Breaking news in Gotham tonight-' when wasn't it you thought as you changed the channel. All that seemed to be on was another sicko blasting a threat to the city, a soap opera and oh yeah Looks like Mr. Freeze is back. Yippee.

You rolled your eyes and shut the tv off. What a waste of time that'd been.

You closed your eyes tightly and brought your hands to them hoping to stop tears. Luckily, not a one slipped through.

Maybe you were done crying.

Maybe it was over, the worrying, the sorrow and the knife in the back.

You heard a knock at the door.

You laughed and felt a sting to your eyes.

You were wrong, what was new.

"Coming!" You yelled as the knocks persisted. They got louder and louder and you slowly opened the door the chain still locked.

"Oh, its you."

They began to speak but you slowly shut the door in their face cutting them off. Not like it'd matter what you wanted because in 3...2...1... another knock sounded only this time it was against the living room window. You looked over to it and saw the masked figure squated on the window seal knocking lightly. You walked over and pretended to reach for the window lock, Instead you quickly shut the curtains.

You waited a few minutes then smiled and walked towards the bathroom planning on getting ready for bed when suddenly you heard a click. Immediately knowing what happened you sighed and walked to your bedroom.

Low and behold there he stood, the Dick.

"What are you doing Damian?"

"I've come to see you."

You stared at him calmly "Really? I thought you broke into my house to water my plants."

He shrugged and walked out of your room to the living room.

"Oh no make, please, make yourself welcome intruder. Would you like something to drink?" You whispered to yourself rolling your eyes and following after him.

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catlya · 6 years

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Waging My Wars

Requested by @werewitchling

TimXReader

The reader is training to become a hero Dick and the reader go out on a sort of trial run, one night When suddenly a past fear rises in the reader that no one was aware of, Causing immense panic.

I hope you enjoy this and I'm sorry for the very long wait!

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”Are you ready yet Y/N?” Dick sad exasperated all the while banging his head against the bathroom door. You yelled back telling him to be patient. Causing him to huff and leaning his weight on his head against the door.

You swung the door open suddenly causing him to fall. You junked out of the way quickly but there was no need. Dick easily shifted his weight and did a front flip to catch himself.

You rolled your eyes ”Show off.” then you walked out leaving Dick to follow you. As you reached to middle of the Bat Cave close to Dick and your bike you saw two familiar people leaning against two other bikes near by.

”Tim!” you yelled running towards him, ”I thought you had plans tonight?” you said as you ran throwing yourself into his arms when you got close. He laughed and wrapped his arms around you.

”I wouldn't miss my favorite girls first night patrol. I'm only here to see you off though, I promise. I know how much you want to do this alone it's bad enough Dick is insisting to go.” you laughed at his words and nodded but a defensive Dick spoke up.

”I need to make sure she's ready for this Tim. She needs to be closely monitored at first for protection.” you turned and glared at him as much as you could while being squished in Tims arms.

Tim shook his head then told Dick to ’shove it’ but not those words exactly.

”Anyway Y/N, I hope you enjoy your time out. You can do it I know you can.”

You smiled a but teary at Tims words and nodded ”Thank you, Tim.” you lifted your head and kissed him slowly.

You heard a cough to your left and you broke apart. ”Hi nice to see you too YN, I'm good, haven't died in a while at least.” you laughed at Jason's rant. He was only messing around something he did quite often.

You pecked Tim again and the turned to Dick and walked past him heading for your bike. Tim waved and yelled to you both ”Be safe!” you waved back and pulled your helmet on and started your bike. You revved it and then raced forward towards the cave exit.

Dick followed close behind. He tried to pass you a few times but you only laughed and pushed the bike further. You had Tim work on yours and modify it there was no way Dick could pass it.

Once outside the cave you swereved left and headed to Gotham’s Port the agreed place to start that night of patrol. Eventually you lost sight of Dick and you couldn’t help but imagine his frustration.

As you raced through town you watched the people walking about around you. Some were out for a night on the town while others were grocery shopping.

It was always fun to see that not all of Gotham was corrupt. At least not always.

You countinued on stopping your people watching. Finally you reached the port. You tucked your bike away in a shopping container. Then sat down waiting for Dicks slow a** to arrive.

A few minutes later you heard the roar of his bike as he turned the corner. The made a quick stop jumping off. He glared at you to which you responded with a laugh.

“Are you mad I left you in the dust?” You said with fake sympathy. “Poor Dicky Poo!” You busted out laughing at his annoyance. He shook his head then placed his bike beside yours.

“Not funny Y/N what if you’d gotten lost? Or in an accident? Do you want me murdered by Bruce or worse Tim?” You sobered up at his words and sighed.

“You take the fun out of everything.” You mumbled. “I’ll have you know many lady’s say I bring the fun all-“ you waved your hands interrupting his speech.

“Dick! I don’t need to hear that about my brother!” You groaned not being able to shake the image out of your head. Dick went quiet as you grossed out for a second.

When you noticed his silence you looked up to see him smiling at you widely obviously overjoyed. Then you remembered what you had said. It was the first time you’d called him your brother.

You smiled back at him then turned around towards the incoming board of the ports. “Alright so where should we start? Im thinking maybe on the-“ suddenly you were lifted up and you struggled for a moment before looking down and realizing Dick was hugging you.

You rolled your eyes then patted his head. “Yeah, yeah I get it you lug head.”

You set you down still holding you close and you giggled slightly at his overjoyed behavior. “As I was saying I think we should start from section 3 making our way up to one.” He nodded and quickly you were off I work.

Well after you convinced him to stop hugging you....

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After an hour you’d finished the port and began to work your way back into the city. You were on the ground scouting out around a local hardware store with a small bank next to it.

“Anything?” You heard over the com

“No, I think it’s clear.” Dick jumped down off the roof where he’d stationed himself.

“Alright then right here’s where we’re going to hold your first hands on session.” He put his hands behind him and the pulled around a grappling gun. Immediately you looked at it with distaste.

“I know you’ve had a bad experience with one before but it’s definitely a necessary tool. So you have to get over it.” He said firmly in a no nonsense tone.

What he was wanting was easier said then done. You remembered your trauma quite clearly. You’d only been 8 when your idiocy scared you forever.

Just to add to the embarrassment it was even the first time you met Tim. You had just moved in with Bruce not too long before and you’d already found out about his nightly activities.

Mostly because even back then you were extremely nosy and had a knack for figuring things out. Plus you stalked him, that helped.

You’d watched him disappear behind the grandfather clock one night and decided to follow him. You sat on the stairs down to the cave until he’d left in the BatMobile.

“Whoah!” You said joyously at the large cave that for some reason looked like a play place to you.

You ran around giggling until you found an area set up specifically for all of Batman’s gadgets. Your eyes zoned in on one in particular that looked like a toy gun. You’d had one before and remembered how fun it was to play cops and robbers.

So, of course, you wanted it.

Only problem was it was against the wall and you were incredibly small for your age so the large table holding other gadgets was in your way.

You huffed then looked around for something to stand on. You saw two spare tires and quickly moved towards them to grab them. However they were too heavy so you had to find something else.

You glanced around and finally you saw a slidey chair in front of a big computer. You giggled then ran and grabbed it. You punched it to the table and climbed onto it carefully.

Finally you’d gained access to your new treasure as you pulled it off the wall. You jumped down off the chair then started running around making “pew, pew.” Noises with your mouth.

Getting bored of that after a bit you started to look at the gun and smiled widely when you remembered the trigger. You looked around for something to be the bad guy in your game.

You suddenly saw a giant dinasour and wondered how you hadn’t seen it before.

Oh well it was the bad guy now.

You aimed your new gun at it and then...you fired.

The gun shot out a string something you definitely didn’t expect. You jumped causing the string to shoot higher it then wrapped around a metal beam holding the ceiling. You groaned then began piling on it but it wasn’t comeing back.

Then you did the dumbest thing you’d ever thought of. You jumped up grabbing hold of the rope pulling your feet off the ground applying all your weight to the rope.

Then suddenly it began to pull you up. At first it was slow then it slung you up making you scream as it moved so fast. I’m a split second you were against the bean dangling from the rope.

You looked down at the suddenly very far away floor then up at the, what looked like, very small fragile rope. Even if now you know it’s actually a very strong material at the time it looked very unreliable.

You looked back down at the floor and tears began streaming down your face. Then you screamed Bloody Murder. It echoed around the cave amplifying the fear in your voice.

You did that for a while when suddenly you heard the clank of the grandfather clock opening. In ran a bewildered Alfred. “Miss Y/N!” Close behind him ran in a boy about your age.

“Whoah how’d you do that, stupid.”

His words only managed to make you cry harder. He rolled his eyes then walked away leaving a frantic Alfred running under you. Then you fell, the rope began to descend dropping you very quickly from the ceiling.

Luckily the frantic Alfred managed to catch you. From that night on you were terrified of not only heights but grappling hooks as well. You’d also began to make fun of Tim quite a lot just as he had if you that night.

However that’s a story for another time.

“Hey!” You blinked and shook our head to see a very angry/worried Dick.

“Are you done spaceing off? It’s time to get to work.” You nodded and he sighed then walked behind you placeing the gun in your hand.

“Aim it at the top of that community building.” I did then you shot it and it hooked successfully the first time.

Of course.

He then walked back around you a proud smile on his face. “Good job now all ou have to pull the rope and it’ll lift you up. As you know already I’m sure.” You glared at his teasing then took a huge breath and pulled.

It launched you up as it had the last time. Only as it almost was completely back in the gun you swung yourself up onto the building and pulled the gun with you.

You executed it perfectly and you were so happy. You looked down and your happy expression dropped from your face....it was so far away.

You tried to calm down, tried to focus on something, anything else. It didn’t work though and you felt your chest constricting and you fall down. You pull yourself into a fetal position trying to focus but you weren’t able to at all.

Unknown to you Dick had also grappled his way to the top beside you. Once he noticed your position he panicked and kneeled down beside you. “Y/N? Y/N!” He screamed trying to check you over. You didn’t appear hurt in anyway.

He tried to pick you up but you began to scream so he quickly let you go. He sat down on the ground beside your curled up and sobbing body. He stroked your hair and then pulled out his phone.

“Dick, what’s wrong?” Answered Tim.

“Tim it’s Y/N!”

“I’m tracking you now.” With that he hung up and Dick was left alone yet again with your broken form.

He pulled you as close as he could then put his head on yours whispering to you that Tim was on his way.

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“Y/N?” You heard.

You peeked out and saw Tim with a sympathetic smile. You leaped out of your position into his arms burying your head in his neck.

”Tim...” you whispered trying your best to hold it together.

”Shut up, stupid.” you smiled slightly at the name.

He did nothing but hold you for a while. One thing was for sure you were so happy to have someone help you. To have someone there for you.

Once you'd calmed down you lifted your head and began apologizing.

”I'm sorry for interrupting your work.” you sniffled a bit trying to wipe your tears.

Tim grabbed your hands and pulled them to his lips. ”Y/N it wasn't important, darling. Don't feel bad.” you nodded and pulled him close. He laid his head on your chest and closed his eyes.

”I love you.” he whispered, you smiled and looked down at him ”I love you too.”

You heard a cough behind you and turned. There stood Dick a small smile on his face.

“I’m glad you feel better Y/N. Time to get back to work!”

You groaned and Tim laughed

“Save me.” You whispered to him

He laughed and put his head against yours.

“You have to do something for me first.” He whispered back you smiled then asked what and he replied.

“Admit that your just slightly stupid.” You glared at him you didn’t expect that but really you should have.

Dick bust out laughing with Tim and you stared at him as he did so. No matter what you new Tim would be there if you needed him to help wage your wars. Just as you would be there for his.

And that alone made you feel damn good.

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catlya · 6 years

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Riddle Me This

Part one

A request made by @minx234 hope you like it! There will be a part two put up this weekend. If you like it as is or want it redone let me know! I’m happy to rewrite it if it’s not to your liking. Thank you for requesting!

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It takes one moment for everything to go...so horribly wrong. Something you’d never truly learnt due to your fathers very excessive attitude.

No matter where you went or what you did you knew you’d always been monitored. Whether it was by guards or cameras you’d never truly been alone. For good reason of course. Being the child of one of the most notorious villains of Gotham was more than just scary, it was life threatening.

Especially when everyone knows it. Your father being the imbecile he is had announced your birth through a series of riddles. That lead Batman directly to you and forever classifying you as an enemy.

No one trusted you, you had no friends and whenever your father decided to stir up trouble you were immediately taken in. You constantly felt suffocated, with no room or freedom to choose who or what you wanted to be.

No matter what you thought you’d forever be branded as nothing but the Riddlers daughter.

Until the day you met him.

You didn’t understand why he talked to you at all seeing as how notorious you were, of course now you wished you didn’t understand.

Damian Wayne adopted son of the prince of Gotham had met you at your university. He was there with his father donateing money to the biology department.

You’d been doing nothing that day do to the idiocy of some of your professors . Truthfully they drove you nuts not only for their judgment but for their completely unfair treatment. That day almost all your professors decided to belittle you in front of the class yet again.

You couldn’t do anything about it though. It was as if it was your...punishment for all your fathers heartless actions. You were sat at a bench outside your last class building a hood over your face despite the warm weather.

When the old bench shifted from a weight on the other side. You turned your head quickly and began to stand up not in the mood for any more targeting today.

However before you could get off the bench a hand reached forward and gripped your arm. “Pardon me if I’ve disturbed you.” said a polite yet almost condescending voice.

“Leaving just because I sat is quite rude you know. As is defensively hide it your face. I’ve done nothing wrong.” Came the voice again and yeah you could definitely hear a very snooty tone in his voice. Your anger flared quickly and you pulled your hood down then turned to him.

“Last time I checked what I do or don’t do is none of your business Mr....” you stopped ranting once you noticed the mans face. You’d seen it countless times before on many magazines and such while growing up.

It was undoubtedly Damian Wayne. At first realizing this your heart slightly sped up wondering what a man of such...influence could do to you. Not only had you back talked him but he clearly recognized you from the cautious look that entered his eyes.

You didn’t want to dig yourself a deeper hole but despite this you really couldn’t help yourself.

You scoffed and shook your head “It all makes sense now, only a Wayne could be so rude in a matter of seconds.”

He shook his head a rougher glare then what was already on his face appeared “Ah it indeed does make sense only a Nigma can act like a complete hypocritical fool.” We stood looking at each other for a moment.

Just examining each other almost with this you looked at his attire not shocked by what he wore. A beautifully pressed Alano suit and shined leather shoes topped off with slicked back hair.

His piercing green eyes looked you over as well. You wrapped your arms tight around you blocking his view partially. You were ashamed of your baggy sweater and pants. Compared to his outfit you looked like a slob.

He smirked and shook his head at your attitude. “I didn’t come here to start a fight, I simply wanted to talk.”

You reluctantly sat down and waved your hands in a counting motion. He looked irrateted by your behavior but countinued on.

“So as the daughter of the Riddler you must have many unique advantages.” He smile at you and you looked down a moment. That’s what everyone usually assumed about you. That you had this overwhelming power due to your father.

“Actually I don’t speak to my father.” You look at Damian wondering why in the actual hell you hadn’t left yet. You had no clue what was stopping you from walking away from another judgmental person, you’d done it plenty of times before.

Something clicked in you though. A feeling of wanting, somone- no anyone to just understand you.

“My father monitors me, never giving me peace but I try not to acknowledge him. Due to the abuse I receive everyday I’d rather not make it worse and use my ‘unique advantages’ I can’t control who helped bring me into this world.” You tried to be as polite as possible but anger had reached your words. This was something you’d repeated so many times to so many people.

So far no one has listened. Until now.

Damian looked at you with a blank expression then nodded to you closing his eyes and putting his head back. “I understand. It’s not easy being judged by who makes you.” You nearly scoff at him wondering who would ever judge a Wayne.

Then you remember the many people who’d scoffed at you and decided to do something out of your character.

“I’m sorry for what I said, calling you rude I mean.” You mumbled out he looked at you and nodded.

“Apology accepted. I also regret my earlier words.” You raised your eyebrow at his choice of words but decided to go with it and instead you said “Apology also accepted.”

Somehow after that incident Damian just seemed to pop up around you. On the sidewalk, while on campus, anytime you had nothing better to do. You would sit with him somewhere and either talk or be completely silent just content with being near each other.

You’d even started to feel something...more. You’d hoped he was feeling it to but you figured that he’d never see you as anything other than a...semi-friend? You had no clue what to call your relationship. You only though that it meant a lot, to the both of you.

How horribly wrong you were.

You didn’t realize how wrong until the Last Dance fundraiser for raising money to fund city projects. Damian had invited you surprisingly and not willing to miss the opportunity you’d jumped at the chance. This was a major leap for the both of you and you were more than willing to push it forward.

Damian had gone so far as to buy you a dress a simple F/C dress but nonetheless you loved it. He’d even escorted you to it in a very nice limo and walked you inside leaving many reporters questioning his sanity.

You could see the headlines no ‘Playboys son dating the Riddlers kid!’ You couldn’t care less though and countinued on stopping at the ball room doors. “Are you ready Y/N?” You nodded and the doors opened and you walked in.

Many were dancing and having fun and surprisingly only a few stopped to acknowledge your presence. Thoughs who did sent dirty looks your way. Something Damian clearly noticed. “Don’t worry about them, alright?” His whispered in your ear all the while stroking your hand gentler.

You took a deep breath your chest shaking slightly from nervousness and countinued walking into the room. You surveyed the room watching closely for not just judgmental looks but for anyone who looked particularly suspicious.

Your eyes went around the room a few times before they landed on a man in the corner a hat pulled down slightly wearing a nice looking dark green tux. You knew immediately it was one of your fathers men. Even here he decided to watch you. Unbelievable.

Damian looked around to and also noticed the man he looked at me but before he could say anything a hand landed on his shoulder. Pulling his attention away.

“Damian...I see you’ve brought a guest.” You both turned to see Bruce Wayne. Your eyes widened but you looked away quickly to not seem as if you were an obsessed fan girl.

Which you totally were. You’d read just about every article on everything Bruce has supported. Every kid he’s adopted. Just about everything on him you’ve read it.

“Damian can I speak to you...alone.” He said making a gesture at you with his eyes. You looked down slightly disappointed that he was going to judge as all others had. You’d hoped he’d be different but yet again you were wrong.

Damian looked to you and noted your expression but didn’t mention it and instead pulled his arm from yours and nod to his father.

“I’ll be back in just a few minutes Y/N.”

You nodded and smiled politely at their retreating figures. Then it dropped as you looked around realizing you’d been left alone with the many jigging stares.

“I can’t believe she’d show her face here.” Whispered one woman as you walked away from your previous spot back towards the drinks table near the doors you’d entered from.

You ignored them best you could and grabbed a drink. This was usually your way of doing things, ignoring the problems hoping they’d leave you alone. That never happened though.

Which was proven only a minute later when you felt someone pull the back of your dress away from your skin and something cold dropped down your back.

You jumped and yelled and then you quickly yanked away and turned. An old man and his friends were standing there smiling as if pleased with themselves. He twirled an empty champagne fleas between his fingers.

The man said nothing but four words.

“You should know better.”

The he turned away and walked on. Tears came to your eyes and you turned away and then made your way to the door. Your dress stuck to you everywhere the champagne had touched.

To say what he’d done shocked you wasn’t the half of it. Most people who hated you never physically attacked you. Always yelling no action due to the fear of consequences. You supposed Gotham’s elite must feel a little safer than others.

Tears began to stream down your face as a man opened the door for you and closed it as soon as you stepped out. You stood crying in an empty hallway the stench of champagne clinging to you.

You stood there for who knows how long sobbing hopeing for any sign of relief. Finally you got one after a while. Damian came striding back his father far behind him. As soon as his eyes met your slouched form he ran to you and grabbed your arms.

“Y/N! What happened are you alright?”

He said worriedly you nodded and looked up at him. “I’m just being childish don’t worry I’ll be ok.” You said to him placeing a smile on your face.

He shook his head and pulled you close tucking your head under his chin. “You’re not ok.” He simply said then held you close as you cried.

You felt so warm and safe for once. You only wished it could’ve lasted forever. However nothing good was forever especially not for you.

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The Hollow (2018)

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catlya · 6 years

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The Bats Wife

Batmom is kidnapped while pregnant. With that all hell breaks loose.

Requested:Yes

Warnings: Cursing, mention of inappropriate things read at your own risk.

With everything that’d been happening lately you truly weren’t too mad at yourself for what happened. If anything it was mostly Bruce’s fault...well that sounded mean. However if he hadn’t freaked about the baby you wouldn’t have taken off crying.

If you hadn’t taken off crying you certainly wouldn’t have been grabbed by some random criminal. Of course now you were crying even more due to the situation you were in.

It’d just an overall horrible day for you. You sill remembered the anger in Bruce’s eyes, you hoped it wasn’t towards you but you knew it probably was. He had to assign blame to someone and you’re the one holding his problem in your womb.

With the thought of fight you’d had more tears streamed down your face then before. You cleared them as best you could and looked around trying to find a way out.

The room he’d placed you in was small and dark, smelling of mold. Your arms were tied to the chair but there was just a little bit of room. You wiggled your arms down to your pocket reaching for the pocket knife you always had on you.

It was a gift from Barbra, she’d given it to you on your birthday saying that every Gotham girl should have one. Knowing her it was probably intended for this very reason.

Your hand finally slipped into your pocket and you tried to grip it around the cool metal but before you could the door to your cell banged open and in game two men. One had a very long graying beard and he smelled of cigarettes.

The other man with him stumbled around clearly drunk. His eyes were blood red and his words slurred together as he began talking.

“I shink she’s a pertty little girl...” you narrowed your eyes at his,barely understandable, words. The man with him nodded and walked towards you devils grin overtaking his face.

“She’ll be fun before we sell her, I bet she’s a screamer.” Your breathing got heavier with each step they took towards you. The cigarette guy pulled out a very large knife from his pocket and then walked behind you. You began to panic wondering what he was going to do.

All he did though was give you an opportunity that you weren’t going to waste.

After a minute or two you felt the ropes that had bound you slowly drop away. You didn’t know why he’d cut them probably to have more access to you. You didn’t car though as immediately you pulled your knife out and lunged.

He wasn’t expecting it and launched away from your advances. Shortly after though he began to fight back the shock wearing off.

The drunk man stood still not understanding the conflict. “Help me you damn idiot!” The man you were fighting with screamed towards the drunkard. He still didn’t move towards the fight and instead plopped down on the floor.

Right now you were very thankful towards whatever alcohol had him so wonky.

You continued fighting with the man but you were losing fast. You knew you should have taken up the training offer from Bruce but you just didn’t see a need. Now you see the need, a little late.

The man slashed your hand causing you to drop your knife. You screamed and he quickly pushed you to the ground and raised his own knife above his head ready for the final blow. “You’re gonna pay yah b*tch!”

Faster than you could see the man was pushed to the side and in came Batman his Robin at his side. Robin handcuffed the drunken man in the corner as Batman moved to further take care of the man who’d almost stabbed you.

“Are you alright Y/N?” Robin said when he’d finished up. You nodded your head and let out a shaky breath. You’d been so close to...you tried not to think about it and instead watched as the bat beat the man until he was unconscious.

He then whipped towards you and kneeled down his glare on his face. You shook slightly at it but he reached out gently to touch your face. You sighed and leaned into it a smile over taking your face.

“What did they do?” He demanded his rough voice making you feel safe. You looked up at him and answered “Nothing, I was fighting him most of the time I was here. They didn’t get a chance to do anything to me.” He nodded then grabbed you into his arms picking you up bridal style and taking you out of the room.

As you walked Robin called the police to come pick up the two men. Bruce looked down at you in his arms to see you looking up at him clearly relived. He smiled slightly but it quickly dropped from his face at the thought of your previous argument.

He regretted his anger towards you he was simply...worried obviously raising a child in his life would be so very dangerous. As he looked at you though he realized quickly that it was very much worth the risk.

He abruptly stopped and leaned down to you kissing your forehead and nuzzling your hair slightly.

“I’m sorry.”

You nodded and smiled laying your hand on your stomach. You knew already how difficult this would be but as the Bats wife, you were more than ready.

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catlya · 6 years

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🥀Master List🥀

DC Related

Everything that is crossed out are some of my planned projects. Everything with this § mark beside it is an X Reader

Requests are open! I’d appreciate getting some from you!

BatFam

I don’t have a family§

Unforeseen problems§

Unforeseen problems PT.2§

Can we keep them?

Papa?

The Best Brothers

Jason Todd

I can’t be a father! §

I can’t be a father! PT.2§

Not the Cake!§

A Book By Its Cover§

Marilyn Manson§

So Busy§

Bad Day? Horrible Day.

It’s Our Thing§

Book Boy§

Great he Locked the Damn Door§

Tim Drake

Caffeine Initiated §

Bruce Wayne

It’s all going to be Ok§

Lazy Day

You Can’t Handle

Dick Grayson

No Need to be Alone

No,No,No!§

What tommorow would bring

Damian Wayne

Never Forget You§

The Waters Shine§

A Father and His Son

SuperFam

Superman

Did you hear the news?

Marvel Related

X-Men

Kurt Wagner/Nightcrawler

Accepted

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catlya · 6 years

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What Tommorow Would Bring

Reader was previously in a toxic relationship and is now in Gotham looking for a fresh start.

Nightwing X Reader

Thought whirled through your head as you opened your apartment door. It’d been exactly two months since you moved here and everything was just...so perfect.

You loved your apartment the freedom you finally had. Getting away from...him was new and exciting. There was no way he’d ever hurt you again.

You could finally just be happy.

With this knowledge the smile firmly plastered on your face never wavered. Even when you had decided to move to such a crime filled city like Gotham.

You admitted a long time ago that Gotham was definetly ruff around the edges. However you refused to leave, this was your new home and you weren’t letting anyone take that from you.

“Miss Y/N, you have a visitor.” Your doorman’s voice said through the intercom. A confused look crossed your face when you heard him.

No one visited you, not ever. Fear took over you then. What if,somehow, he got out of jail. You shook as you clicked the button in order to respond to the man.

“W-who are they?” You said still worried.

”I'm sorry Miss Y/N they've left.” he returned you let out a breath happy that whoever it was left.

You turned the com off then walked quickly to your home phone. You switched through the messages until you landed on one that shook you to the core.

’Um Y/N look I know you're not gonna take this well but, it turns out Brians got some friends. Just...Watch out ok.’ with that your bubble of happiness immediately shattered.

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”Dick I need you to do something for me.” Dick nearly banged his head against the wall. The one night he gets off of course Bruce would need something.He sighed then nodded waiting for Bruce's answer.

”The Daughter of a friend of mine has recently gotten her ex thrown in jail for assault and attempted murder.” Dick definitely didn't like where this was going.

”Let me guess, he's out and looking for her?” Bruce looked mildly annoyed at the interruption then shook his head.

”No, he's sent some of his friends after her. I just need you to follow her around while I locate his friends.”

It sounded simple enough so Dick sighed and agreed to go.

He was really glad he did.

The next morning when it was time for you to go to work Dick followed close behind careful to not seem suspicious. He kept an eye out watching for anyone strange following you, besides himself of course.

You got to work safely and for that, you felt relieved maybe that voicemail was wrong. However, the hardest part of your day had yet to come.

Dick watched you carefully during work. He’d previously informed your boss that he was here to observe his employees efficiency. The man believed him simply because Bruce Wayne had informed him of his visit.

You kept yourself busy most of the Day careful to watch everything around you. As you glanced around you saw a very handsome man observing the room. His eyes would glide over to you when he thought you’d looked away.

Despite his innocent seeming appearance he still worried you. Could he be the friend set out to hurt you? You hoped not.

At the end of the day as you left you noticed that he too got up and left. It was dark out now seeing as you worked an extra long shift. Making everything just a bit scarier. As you walked and the man was still there you tried to keep your terror in check.

Dick followed you not really trying to stay unnoticeable. He didn’t figure you’d notice him and there was plenty of people around, meaning no one would be stupid enough to attack now.

As he watched you though he noticed your face twist into one of fear. He glanced around but saw nothing. No one was following you besides himself.

Perhaps you were seeing something he wasn’t.

He walked a bit closer and suddenly you sped up. He looked around quickly wondering if you recognized somone.

“She’s scared Bruce, I think she’s recognized, someone.” He said into the com as discreetly as he could.

”Alright follow closely, make sure to protect her.” with that he signed off. Dick rolled his eyes, of course, ed protect her it was the entire purpose of todays work.

You tried to lose the man but he seemed to know exactly what you were doing. He sped up when you did, followed each turn you made. He was obviously determined not to lose you.

So you broke out into a sprint.

He followed close behind even then. You ran as far as you could in the direction of your apartment. Eventually you got to a less inhabited street. The man following you was still there and he was much faster than you.

So you weren’t too suprised when he caught up. He, however, was suprised when you whipped around towards him and grabbed his arm twisting it behind his back. So suprised at your actions he didn’t act as you shoved him to the ground you knee in his back.

“Who are you!” You yelled at him the very few people on the street looked over at you but quickly walked on, since it was Gotham.

“Y/N, calm down I was sent by your father.” Dick tried to explain he really had no clue this would happen and he wanted to smack himself for being so oblivious.

“My father?” You said quietly processing what he’d said ou jumped off him blushing slightly. The man sat up and smirked at you.

“Usually women don’t slam me down till they learn my name first.” He laughed a bit then pushed himself up.

His words caused you to blush a scowl over comping your face. “Well what was I supposed to think! Normal people introduce themselves not stalk someone!” You yelled obviously pissed.

You huffed then walked around him continuing on your way. “Look I’m sorry ok, I’m Dick nice to meet you.” You turned towards him and eyebrow raised “Is that supposed to be a pickup line?” At your words he bust out laughing.

“No my name is Richard, Dick is my nickname.” He countinued laughing slightly as you turned red once again.

You rolled your eyes and walked on ignoring the laughing man who was following you. When you reached the door of your apartment building you turned to Dick a glare still firmly in place.

Dick didn’t mind your glare he simply found it amusing. He also found your pink cheeks to be amusing and he laughed a bit once again. How could somone who was so angry, look so cute?

“Thank you I guess.” You mumbled out to him, still ticked off.

“Oh so ou throwing me down back there wasn’t a thank you? Good I was starting to think you were a weirdo.”

He smirked a bit at your shocked expression. “I’m the one who though you were a weirdo. Youre the one who followed me around all day, you creep.” You countinued glaring at him but he didn’t seem even the slightest bit intimidated.

“Since it’s your day off tommorow, how about we got somewhere sogether so I won’t have to follow you.” He stated looking smug.

You raised your eyebrow at him. “I like how you just know that...totally not stalkery at all.” You smiled at his taken expression. It was finally your turn to laugh at him.

“I’m going to talk to my father tonight. Make sure he really did send you. If he says yeah I’ll meet you in front of my building at three tommorow. If he says no you’ll be meeting a couple of officers here.” With that you turned into your building leaving Dick standing there.

He watched you as you went in, more than excited for what tommorow would bring.

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You can’t Handle

You have been dating Bruce for a couple years now. Whenever the topic of taking your relationship further comes up it starts a huge argument between you two.

You tried to walk quietly through the manor careful of your footsteps. The last thing you needed right now was a certain billionaire on your tail.

He liked to watch you a lot. More than likely because of the lack of trust he had for not only you but everyone else in his life (minus Alfred and maybe Dick). Knowing that nearly killed you, but you stuck through it.

You worked hard to be a good friend, then a good girlfriend but it always seemed like you were the only one trying. Now you had this new dilemma to deal with.

Mission complete, you’d successfully crossed the manor with no one noticing you. You smiled to yourself and continued on towards the door of your desired destination.

“Miss Y/L/N, may I ask what you’re doing?” Aw crap. You turned towards the, very recognizable, British voice.

“I’m just going to rest in my room, Alfred.” You said in the sweetest voice possible.

“Then why the theatrics?” He replied obviously not buying it. You sighed “Alfred I...I’m tired of the way Bruce treats me so I’m....” you broke off feeling bad for what you were about to say.

Alfred looked at you with knowing eyes and sighed “I hate to say this but...I understand why you’re doing this but please, think of the boy.” You have been thinking of the boy, Dick, a sweet little thing Bruce took in a couple years ago.

He was the sweetest thing, always enthusiastic and kind. Sometimes a bit silly or mischievous but always to Bruce. With you he always seemed, content with you he talked for hours on end without any breaks.

You hated to leave him but exposing him to the kind of relationship Bruce and you had wasn’t good for him either.

“I...I know Alfred but this is for the best.” You whispered quietly. With that you turned back to your door theatrics gone.

Before you could open it Alfred reached out and gripped your arm. You turned to him slightly wondering what was on his mind.

“Why now? You’ve spent so long trying to fix the relationship, why now are you done?” He said to you firmly, you stared into his eyes for a moment then smiled.

“Somethings changed Alfred and with it so have I.” He nodded then leaned forward kissing your cheek. He then turned and sauntered down the hallway. You smiled getting his message loud and clear.

‘I love you too, Alfred.’ You thought.

You then smiled sadly turned towards the door once again and pushed it open. Your smile immediately dropped as you spotted a figure on the bed. He had in his hands a large bouquet of flowers. He was dressed in a tux his hair combed back in that way you loved.

With his posture you could tell he’d heard everything you said to Alfred. Your heart ached, you knew you’d have to explain it to him, you just weren’t expecting it so soon.

“So, it’s over.” He said firmly to you.

You sighed then walked to him sitting beside him on the bed. You wrapped your arms around his arm leaning your head to his shoulder. You wanted him to look at you but his eyes were planted on the floor, the bouquet drooping to the floor.

You figured he had something romantic planned. Which he rarely did anymore, at the beginning it was romantic all the time with him. However as the years went on he got more and more distant. Which is what brought you to this moment.

“What..what’s changed Y/N? Why now... are you giving up on me.” He said so quietly it was almost a whisper. You closed your eyes tight, you knew this question would come to. Breaking it to him would be near impossible.

“You’ve always refused to move our relationship further-“ he cut you off with a sharp look “I do that for a reason Y/N!” You sighed not wanting a fight.

“I know, I know, my love, to keep me safe. Please let me finish before you speak.” You said calmly reaching one hand to his face rubbing his cheek slightly.

He leaned into your touch and nodded, wanting more than anything to keep you by his side.

“You refuse it, and as much as I...” you started to tear up your voice unsteady. “As much as I love you, Bruce, something has happened that..you can’t handle.” You said quietly he looked to you in confusion.

“If you explain it to me we can take care of it. Who is it, Did the paparazzi do something cruel? Was it that boss of yours, I swear if that disgusting creep put his hands on you again-“ you cut him off shaking your head a small smile in place.

“No Bruce it’s, something completely different then that, I’m...I’m pregnant Bruce.” You said firmly to him. You were ready for anything he threw at you, anger, disappointment anything at all.

Except for what he actually did.

He stood silent for a minute or so looking between you and your hand which had gravitated towards your stomach. You watched him as the gears in his head turned, processing the news.

Then he smiled so wide you feared he’d gotten a dose of Joker gas. Then he wrapped his arms around you and kneeled to your stomach placing kisses all over your, very small, bump.

He laughed and what looked to be happy tears rolled down his face. You watched on shocked. You’d figured that with his reluctance to be anything more he would...but you were completely wrong.

He was kissing and loving you while laughing with joy. You’d never seen him so lively and it warmed you quite a bit.

Finally when he calmed down he looked up at you from his kneeling position. Then he reached his arm up grabbing he back of your he gently. Then he kissed you softly, your eyes slowly closed as you leaned forward into him.

As time went on he gently laid you on your back on the bed. He worked his hand slowly up your shirt and you certainly weren't stopping him.

He broke apart the kiss leaning back slightly to stare into your eyes. “I love you Y/N, and I’ll love this child. I promise you that...I’ll be more devoted to you. I also promise to take you and love you for the rest of my life.” He pauses and then rolled off you leaving you on the bed, confused.

You watched him as he stumbled to the nightstand, pulling it open cursing as he didn’t find what he was looking for.

Then he pulled out a small ring box. Your eyes widened and you sat up so fast you saw spots. Bruce then sat down beside you on the bed popping the box open.

“Will you Y/N L/N become Misses Wayne?” Tears ran down your face and you nodded quickly before answering with a very quick “Yes!” and with that he slipped the ring on your finger.

Then he kissed you once more, and it got heated very quickly. He was still gentle with you careful of your bump. Eventually he got to nervous to have you under his hulking frame and instead flipped you both so you were on top.

As you were busy the door slammed open. (Happy now)

In came Dick and following after him was Alfred. Bruce layed you down at his side quickly the covered you up, hopefully, before Dick saw.

Alfred looked at you both with a raised eyebrow obviously not expecting this.

Dick didn’t even seem to notice your odd appearance and instead jumped into a story about his day.

You nodded along with everything he said and slowly, you had no idea how, he ended up in your lap with his head against your sheet covered chest. He went on for a while Bruce had gotten up, fixed his shirt, and was currently whispering to Alfred.

You could tell by Alfred’s very happy face that he’d broken the news to him. You looked down at Dick who was, still, talking and reached up to begin stroking his hair.

“-then I beat him in the game and the gym teacher said I was amazing and that I should join the basketball team. I said I’d talk to Bruce make sure it was ok but I mean why wouldn’t it, right I am-“ you cut him off by placing your hand over his mouth cutting him off.

You giggled then removed you hand and started talking “Dick, I have to tell you something, Bruce and I are getting married.” You said he looked at you with a wide smile and looked ready to talk again. You shook your head stopping him then continued on.

“-and you’re going to be a big brother.” Alfred looked over with those words clearly surprised.

Whoops, looks like Bruce hadn’t told him that yet.Alfred walked to you and Dick obviously thrilled.

“I’m so happy Miss- Y/N.” he smiled at you fondly and you returned it gratefully.

You then glanced at Bruce to see his joyous expression. You looked back to Dick who, for once, seemed to be so shocked he was actually silent.

Then the flood gates opened.

“I’m going to be a big brother! Finally it’s about time I mean why not you and Brice have been together for how long I can’t wait till their born, I’m going to be the best big brother in the world. Don’t you think so Alfred? I think so. Is it a boy or a girl l, Mother?” With that you were silent. Alfred and Bruce both looked at him shocked of what he’d just called you.

Dick looked confused until he realized what he’d said. He then looked down, appearing to be ashamed.

“I’m- im sorry Y/N...” He said quietly. Tears came to your eyes once again and you gripped Dicks shoulders.

“If you want to call me that, please do.” You encouraged him. He looked back up at you, happy, then nodded.

“Ok Mother, so do you-“ he went on for a while not taking any breaths. He was always so hyper.

You looked to Bruce a smile on your face. He returned it and mouthed to you ‘I love you’ you did it back then continued to watch him daydreaming about what was to come.

You knew there would be a lot more problems along the way but no matter what...you’d be ready.

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