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betterthanbatman1 · 1 year

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What childhood things do you see each bat kid collecting? (for example- silly pens, glow in the dark stars, silly bands, classified government records, etc.)

Thanks for the ask-I love this! I am guilty of collecting silly little things :)

Dick: Fidget toys. Bruce bought him some because the child needed them okay. Dick batKID! era had murder on his mind and ‘ugh Toys are for babies, Bruce!!’ He secretly loved them and still uses them all the time (he gave some to Damian too)

Jason: Rocks 🪨. What can I say? He’s a cool kid who collects cool rocks. Little Jason walking from a baseball game holding Bruce’s hand only to pull away and turn around because ‘Cmon B you just walked past a really cool rock!!!’

Cass: Glow in the dark stars. She loved to look up at the stars on the ceiling and the wall, this is where she felt peaceful. She sometimes lies down on the floor beside Duke and they stay there in silence or Duke tells her about the latest video game he’s been playing. Also silly pens because underneath the cowl she’s a softie. Her favourite is a black pen with a fluffy pink topper that has one googley eye on it (the second eye fell off but it’s perfect!)

Duke: Marbles. He swears he knows the rules of the game okay! Besides they’re really pretty and he can make them glow. He almost set fire to one of the cushions by manipulating the light through the glass, but don’t tell Alfred. He also collected metal bottle caps- bonus points for turning them into cool pin badges.

Steph: Clothing tags. Not the ugly ones that have fine print on it. The ones that have the company logo on it. Also random sewing materials like pieces of ribbon and buttons because ‘You never know when you’ll be in a fashion crisis!!’ Also Snow globes because I’m indecisive and she deserves a nice Snow globe.

Tim: Definitely classified government records. He accidentally found them okay! Finders keepers. The government still don’t know they’re missing. He’d also collects sticks from the Manor Gardens and gives one to someone he loves. Bruce cried when he was handed a stick- Selina was very confused.

Damian: Animal stickers. When he was in the League of Assassins, they’d get food come in for their animals, the packaging would come with an animal sticker that Damian would keep. Dick found his collection and Damian was embarrassed and swore him to secrecy. Dick bought him a 100 sticker animal book after that.

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theodorecanaryhood · 2 years

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Do things right

Happy new year everyone! Hoping 2022 is a better year for us all - time really does get away from us as another year has ended!

Here’s a little fic for you all to start the year off

The Batbros (Dick, Jay and Tim) x male! Batbro! Reader

‘Are you smoking?’ Dick asked as he walked out into the garden of Wayne Manor, looking at your figure.

‘No point hiding it now, you caught me’ you said as you took a drag of the cigarette, Dick looked unimpressed as you blew the smoke out, flicking the butt as Jason and Tim came outside too.

‘Y/n what the…?’ Jason said almost yelling, Tim just shook his head with a small side smile.

‘Wondered how long it would take everyone to find out’ Tim muttered, everyone shot him a look.

‘Timmy you knew?’ Dick asked, Tim just nodded.

‘Yeah, I’ve known a while but I was swore to secrecy’

You took another drag as you doubted the cigarette and threw the contents onto the lawn.

‘How long has this been going on?’ Jason asked, looking down at you.

‘A while’ you deadpanned, your two older brothers didn’t know what to respond with.

Jason is a social smoker and can’t tell you off for doing it, Dick knows that you’re old enough to make your own decisions and responsible enough to know right and wrong.

You looked at your younger brother Tim as he smiled softly at you, you stood as the glares got too much.

‘A couple of years’ you finished, Jason and Dick looking shocked.

‘A couple of years? Does Bruce know? Alfred?’ Dick followed up with.

‘Bruce has a feeling but has never said anything, Alfred knows everything’ you chuckled at the last statement. It’s true, Bruce may be the words greatest Detective. But Alfred is all knowing.

‘You ever thought about stopping?’ Dick asked you, calming down a little.

‘I guess’ you shrugged

‘Take it from me little man, it’s hard to stop once you start’ Jason spoke from experience, finding it hard himself as he still struggles.

Dick and Tim walks into the Manor as Alfred called out to them, Jason stayed standing in front of you.

‘You got anymore smokes?’ Jason asked you, you laughed hard. So hard you nearly wheezed.

‘Yeah’ you said as you pulled two out the packet, one for yourself and one for him.

You both stood as you dragged on your cigarettes, taking in the sounds of the birds in the trees. The sound of the wind brushing through the flowers.

‘I forgot how much I love this’ Jason said to break the silence, you smiled.

‘I started not long after Bruce adopted me, you were dead and Dick was away in Bludhaven. I felt alone, my mind wandered so I walked into a 7-11 with a fake ID’ you confessed.

‘You were 15’ Jason smiled, you shrugged as you took on a drag.

‘You’ve been doing it in secret this whole time?’ You nodded, Jason just looked guilty.

‘You should’ve talked to someone, you were alone and should’ve asked for help’ he said, using his big brother voice with you. A voice full of love for you.

For some reason, you always seemed closer with Jason. Maybe it was because you both had a similar childhood, or maybe it was due to you both being closer in age, or maybe just because he was easier to be around.

‘Bruce was caught up, Alfred was always helping with everything, Dick wasn’t here and Tim was a kid’

‘I’m sorry’ Jason put his arm around your shoulders, you smiled.

‘It’s cool, New Years is coming so I guess my resolution will be so quit smoking. Maybe do things right next year’ you said with a hint of sadness on your face.

‘Little bro, you will never be alone in this world, even if it’s a hard day or week. Know that I will always be here’ Jason spoke deeply to you, you choked up a little at his words.

‘Thanks Jay’ you said as you put your cigarette out and stood with him while he finished his.

Dick stood in the doorway, hearing most of the conversation and was listening to every bit of your story. He vowed to himself internally that he would also make more time for you.

Never wanting you to be alone.

#red hood #red hood fanfiction #red hood x reader #red hood x you #jason todd fanfiction #jason todd x reader #jason todd x y/n #jason todd x you #gotham #jason todd #Jason Todd x batbro #red hood x male reader #Red hood x batbro #dick is the funny one #dick grayson x y/n #dick grayson fanfic #nightwing x you

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oreo-bixch · 3 years

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I need to air out my brain so have some of my

Timkon headcanons

Kon developed a crush first. He really tried not to, but just couldn't stop himself. It was out of his control, completely smitten before he could register it

Tim just thought of them as close friends. Ironic how he's so smart and yet so oblivious to his own feelings. It wasn't until Kon came out as bi that he took a step back and realized that it was strange just how happy he was to know Kon wasn't straight.

If it were Bart coming out he'd be like "hey, nice bro" but when Kon did it he found himself thinking "omg omg omg he likes guys?? He likes guys??? Omg I'm a guy, that means he could like me. Omg wow that's so wild wow...now wait a damn minute-"

It was about 3 months of mutual pining until they finally confessed

Altho they definitely told Cassie

Poor Cassie was itching to just tell them already but she swore she wouldn't, and she's a very reliable person, would literally take a secret to the grave. She spent 3 months sitting back watching Tim and Kon pine after each other while knowing how they felt. It was torture

Meanwhile Bart was oblivious lmao

Bart's a great friend but he's not so good with secrets. He's got a little problem where he speaks before he thinks

Finally Kon made the first move...well kinda

He was sooo ready to just tell Tim in person, and then he settled on maybe a phone call, actually no, a text might work better...or maybe he'll just wait another week

And so he decided to have Cassie do it for him, what can I say, our boy Kon is afraid of rejection

It's bad enough Clark didn't wanna be his dad, what if Tim didn't wanna be his bf? That'd be harsh

And so Cassie called Tim up one evening and spilled the beans, which was a huge relief for her, and Tim was pleasantly surprised

He was also freaking out

He didn't know what to do, he wanted to call Kon immediately and tell him that he felt the same way, that he wanted to be more than friends, to be boyfriends. But then he collected himself, decided he wanted to tell him in person. Someone's gotta put on the brave face

So he texted Kon, asked if he was free to hang out at the Manor, talk abt a little something that Cassie brought up.

Kon was so nervous but he agreed and the next day he went over to the Manor.

Usually Conner was really chill with the Batfam, the Manor was practically a second home, but this time he was hella awkward. Mans was nervous

But they sat down in Tim's bed and talked. They talked abt everything, how long they've felt that way, how much they've been wanting to tell each other, when they first knew, I mean everything.

Kon asked what this meant, what this made them? And Tim said whatever he wanted

Kon had come out just 3 months prior to this and in a way, this was Tim's coming out. It was all so new for them, and it was nerve-wracking and exciting and crazy. But they were ready, and so they decided they would be boyfriends

Idk I guess that's how it works but anyway

Cassie was sooo happy for them and could finally spill all the beans

"omg FINALLY!! I'VE BEEN WAITING FOR THIS YOU GUYS HAVE NO IDEA HOW HARD IT WAS TO KEEP QUIET ABT IT ALL"

And then Bart's just there like

"wait, Cassie knew? You told Cassie but not me??" >:/

Either way their friends were super happy for them

Tim told the Batfam abt a week later and everyone was super supportive and sweet about it. The Batfam actually likes Conner so they were excited for them

Alfred saw it coming a mile away, but he's happy for Tim since Conner's a good kid. A little obnoxious but they're a good fit

Dick was so happy for them, he likes all of Tim's friends and he knew for a while that they were a little closer than most. He accepted Conner into the family with open arms bc he's the best, like what do you expect

Jason was like "damn, didn't know u were bi. Cool tho, have fun dating ur annoying ass friend"

That's the extent of Jason's brotherly love

Damian was similar in that sense, he blatantly told Tim to his face that "Kent could do better but I suppose that's great news for you"

Bruce was happy asf for his son, being bi himself he was really supportive and proud of him. Plus Conner wasn't all that bad, yea he knocked over that expensive vase that one time and he's always yelling during sleepovers and he nearly ran over their cat that other time but hey, he's a good kid.

Babs and Cass and Duke were all happy for Tim too, Steph found out a few months later just bc her and Tim are exes. Not that there's bad blood between them, things just get a little awkward sometimes.

Kon didn't tell his family until about 2 months into their relationship. Except for Jon, he found out the same week but was sworn to secrecy.

Kon was really nervous to come out and tell his family bc he didn't know how Clark or Lex would react. He wasn't too worried abt Lois, he knew she would be supportive. But Clark and him were constantly at each other's throats and Lex wasn't all that good at listening or connecting to Kon.

Despite his daddy issues tho, both dads were really accepting of Kon and we're happy for him and Tim. Clark gave Kon the biggest hug and assured him that no matter how much they fought, he'd always be there for him. Lex also, surprisingly, hugged Conner and told him that who he loved didn't matter to him.

Kon and Tim's favorite date spot is this humble little coffee shop on a corner in Metropolis. Tim can feed his caffeine addiction and Kon can stuff his face on their freshly baked pastries

Altho Lex really wanted some of those WayneTech secrets

And yea those are my hcs on how it all started :)

I'll make another post for my other hcs since this one is long enough

#mine #my hcs #hc #headcanon #dc #dcu #dc hc #young justice #young justice 2019 #timkon #tim drake #conner kent #kon el kent #kon el #ship headcanons #timkon hc #superboy #red robin

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iwritethat · 4 years

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Older Batsis: Wally West

A/N: A bit of fun in time for Valentine’s Day.

Warnings: Sexual implications (no smut or anything), mature language

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Entering the manor and slamming the door behind you was supposed to be like entering a world of welcoming warmth that you could melt into, not be only a degree or so lower than the frozen wasteland you'd just escaped from.

You glanced around the hallway, darkness filling the area leaving you with a frustrated sigh - power was out. Fortunately you'd mentally mapped out the floorplan over your years and navigated your way to a lounge and lit the fireplace with a content hum.

You'd shed your wet, snow covered, outer layers but with a sudden breeze you instantly regretted that decision and spun to meet the offender with a defeated huff.

"Hey beautiful, we're working on a case down in the Batcave but heard the door slam so your brothers sent me up to check on you since 'super speed' and they didn't want to move away from the heaters." The alias under the Flash crossed his arms once quoting 'super speed', offering a flirty wink which even now still doubled your heart rate.

"They s-stole all the he-heaters... Shitbags. I - I'm free-freezing Wally." You barely managed through chattering teeth, understanding that though the Manor was powerless the Batcave ran off of a different source meaning they were toasty down there.

"I could steal you one, plus you've already armed yourself with your fluffy blanket." He gestured to the item splayed in front of the fireplace to warm it up before you had the opportunity to utilise it, instead choosing to welcome you into his arms for a warm hug.

"Wa- Are you vibrating?" You disregarded his last comment in favour of your query, tilting your head at his minuscule shifting stature unsure as to whether you were just shivering.

"Yeah, keeps me warm."

"Can you do me?"

"I, yes - any day of the week - but lemme get this straight, are you asking me to be your vibrator (Y/n)?" His reply was full of smugness, you pulled back to catch his playful smirk.

"I didn't mean it like that! I meant for warmth!"

"I know, couldn't resist~" He chuckles to himself, meeting your frustrated gaze with a kind smile as it remained comfortably silent for a few seconds before you spoke.

"But - but can you, y'know, vibrate?" Your hands settled on his chest out of your sudden curiosity, tables now flipping as he became the flustered one partly due to your insinuating words which caught him off guard in its supposed innocence.

"I mean, almost all of my past partners haven't known about the speed thing so..." This was killing him, you knew exactly what you were doing and had very little shame about it either. While you seemed untroubled by his presence - ever since you’d arrived he'd been muting all vividly romantic thoughts, holding his tongue with pick up lines and resisted the urge to hold you like he'd so desperately wanted. Like he did at your house, like you did at his apartment... The Manor was dangerous territory and acting on those lustful instincts were supposedly best avoided.

Though you had alternative ideas.

"I know about your speed, and I really need warming up Wally." Your voice was seductively enticing, your lips choosing sensitive placement on his neck and he released a shaky breath reflecting the wavering if his willpower. Damn you.

"(Y/n)... your brothers w-" It came after a satisfied moan, Wally biting his lip and gently parting from yours before attempting a weak justification he had absolutely no belief in.

"Won't miss you too much." You finished for him, kissing his jaw and awaiting his response.

"And you?"

"I'll show you how much I missed you~"

In the next instance you felt soft silky fur of your blanket against your back, Wally hovering above you with the fire dancing in his irises and illuminating his skin in a brilliant golden glow - you swore he never looked more attractive. It was rather ironic, who'd have thought losing clothes would make your temperature skyrocket?

Back in the Batcave, Dick barely caught the dash of his friend, now shirtless and rooting through his belongings for a spare apparently.

"Woah what happened?!"

Wally flinched at the sudden brief contact with his back and the painful sting that came with it causing him to speed a metre or so away now in a fresh sweatshirt. His healing would kick in soon.

Your beautiful, stunning, incredibly persuasive sister happened.

Dick gave him a quizzical glance, the claw marks on his best friends back obviously quite fresh and the afflicter was unknown.

"Ah - Alfred - the cat one, he kinda caught me off guard when I was with (Y/n)?" He didn't sound at all convincing but they assumed it was down to sheer embarrassment at being bested by a feline.

"Perfect, his training has paid off." Damian now fully invested in the conversation added, indicating he had an ulterior motive which was unsurprising considering the protectiveness he held over his eldest sister.

"What training?" Dick cautiously questioned, now concerned with his own safety as well as overtaken by sheer curiosity.

"Whenever West makes a move toward our sister, Alfred will attack. Clearly my training methods are effective."

"Hold up, did you make a move on our sister?!" Dick incredulously shot to his best friend, Damian now narrowing his gaze at the sighing red head.

God yes, multiple pleasurable moves.

"I hugged her." Not a lie, but not a full truth either, those was better left private but Damian wasn't fully convinced and made a step toward the stairway.

"Hmm, how about we ask (L/n) then?"

"No don't! Uh - she's asleep in front of the fire and looks really peaceful." He began protectively, speeding over to block the Robins exit before becoming flustered when explaining his reasoning.

"That why you were gone so long?" Grayson raised a brow, noting the odd behaviours and body language but ultimately didn’t dwell on it.

No, things got way hotter than originally planned.

"Yeah, I helped her find some blankets and start the fire. Then we caught up a bit, we haven’t seen each other in almost two weeks."

They displayed disinterested at this point, content in knowing they’re worst fears hadn’t been realised.

It was late evening when you stirred from your peaceful hour long nap, instinctively your fingers reached across the array of soft blankets finding only empty warmth. With a soft smile you’d concluded Wally had waited until you’d fallen asleep in his arms before heading back down to the Batcave, knowing him he’d probably remained a little longer simply enjoying the afterglow and warmth that followed such intimacy with you.

A pleased sigh escaped your lips when you moved to stand, the aching of your leg muscles a rather welcomed one in your opinion - regardless, as you already donned Wallys hoodie you dressed yourself fully before heading down to the cave.

"Why are you wearing Wallys hoodie?" Stephanie inquired somewhat suggestively the moment you entered, eyebrows wriggling as an indicator.

"Hmm, oh well after having sex by the fire it was the closest thing to me so logically I was too lazy to get anything else." You boredly sighed, Wally paling at your sheer lack of secrecy whereas Spoiler wasn't expecting such an open answer leaving her speechless.

Despite hating how brutally honest you were, the way you worded it so unbelievably paid off and consecutively too.

"No seriously though." Dick tried again, dismissing your last answer like usual whenever you’d given such brash replies regarding your activities.

It was rather ingenious actually, if they ever found out about Wally then they couldn't blame either of you for not telling them because, in fact, you consistently did - it's not your fault they didn’t believe you.

"Seriously. I genuinely just made love to your best friend." There wasn't a hint of misleading this time, expression casual with a smug nod to Dick who only rolled his eyes.

"Hey babe, you know they'd murder me right?" The speedster indicated to Damian carefully sharpening his katana, though his overuse of pet names meant your family paid no mind to them any more.

"They'd have to get through me first." You wink at him, your brothers scoffing at the thought even if they knew you were being honest.

Even so, you linked your arm with the speedsters despite his hesitancy at displaying any form of contact in the presence of your family - but you were good friends, a fact your family knew all too well.

“Wanna have a rather late dinner at my place tonight?”

“Sounds perfect, would you like me to get takeout or should we attempt a recipe?” Wally relaxed at the casual tone of voice, one he found familiarity in as you both left wrapped up in conversation.

Not an unusual occurrence really, but still, that didn’t cease the racing minds of the young detectives that remained.

It was a few moments, Damian’s glare solely focused on the two of you happily retreating, before some spark of realisation surged through him.

"Wait... There were no claw marks on his hoodie..."

"Meaning when Alfred got to him, he wasn't wearing it so - WALLY!" Dick finished, shooting after his best friend who had probably already swept you off by now - Damian more than willing to take the war to your apartment.

"The cat was happily wrapped in Wallys hoodie so it couldn't have attacked him really... Ohmygod what if it wasn't Alfred at all! Ahhhhhh~!" Stephanie clasped her hands together out of both enthusiasm and shock, low-key fangirling about the possibility despite its implications.

“Uh - or maybe, the cat attacked Wally when he gave (Y/n) his hoodie to keep her warm.” Tim justified, one that supported the proficiency of Damian’s feline training and as such already semi convinced the youngest by praising his ego - the theory made sense. Dick and the youngest offered shrugs to each other before heading off to grab some files whereas Steph withheld a suspicious expression toward her partner.

“You... You‘re covering for them. I can’t believe you didn’t tell me Tim! Why would (Y/n) even consult you in the first place?” She knew it was likely due to his lack of interference, that and no doubt you outrightly told him if he happened to ask the right questions which Tim had a knack for doing.

“Because I’m the favourite.” He offered her a smug wink, once more typing away leaving a pouting Steph with Alfred the cat purring at her leg. The creature hadn’t taken in any of Robins orders or laid a claw on West and yet radiated waves of accomplishment.

“Traitor... Damian won’t be very pleased once he finds out you allowed Wally near (Y/n) kitty cat.”

#older batsis #older batsis imagine #wally west x reader #wally west imagine #wally west #dc #dc imagine #batfam imagine #batsis imagine

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meara-eldestofthemall · 7 years

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Tim Drake Head Cannon #2: Tim has a wonderful singing voice. He’s so insecure about it that he rarely sings if he suspects that anyone else is around to hear it. Dick discovered his secret when he came to surprise Tim, who he thought was alone at Drake Manor and the boy swore him to secrecy. It took Dick years to get Tim to sing along with him (Dick’s baritone and Tim’s tenor are a really nice combination) when they were at Dick’s apartment. After Dick gave Robin to Damien Tim stopped singing with him. Dick still misses it.

#tim drake headcanon #I like my DC universe better

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expressocoffee-blog1 · 7 years

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It’s cold. (Batmom x Batboys)

Summary: Secrecy runs deep in the family, everyone has one that they have told only their closest confident. She knew she couldn’t, because she knew that if you really wanted to keep a secret so badly, you couldn’t trust anybody and family was included in that. So, backhand or forehand? Which hurts more?

Word count: 1351

Side note: This is my first time posting a story on tumblr, please tell me if I should change something or if you like the idea, thank you for reading.

Rating: T (?)

There were things she hated about Dixon Docks, and one of them was the horrid stench of the area, the warehouses are no exception. She laid on the floor, her hands tied tightly behind her back and a metal flavor overcoming her tastes and the intense pain in her body almost made her wither. In the small moments of breath she had, there was always the thought if this was how Jason felt at his own time like this; useless, vulnerable, and weak –knowing Jason, he must have had a cocky feeling also.

“Now, you’re awfully quiet and I’m hitting as hard as I can here.” He mocked, another blow to the side, a side of the bat already splattered with blood. “I would have used something more practical –like say a crowbar, but you can’t make everything perfect.”

Another strike to the side, she could feel her ribs crack by the impact and it was an excruciating pain that gained a small groan. A laughter grew louder in the echo of the warehouse as there was just a constant pain surging in her, in a point she hoped to stall him long enough, she needed a little more time.

“How could you let this happen?” Jason shouted, he was being held back by Dick who was sure that he’d start swinging at Bruce. “Greatest detective my sorry ass, answer me Bruce!”

It was a desperate moment, none of them knew where to go and all of them hoped that they would find out soon. Since what had happened, Bruce had stayed quiet and didn’t say anything to anyone that wasn’t a report from Oracle. Damian was next to his father, watching him work on different surveillances cameras to find any clue or anything that will lead him to finding the woman he loved. Tim was working also on the computer for any sign of the woman also, on the other hand, Jason was still mad that he did not get an answer and he was being held back by Dick.

“Bruce, I swear to god if anything happens to Ma. . . if you let her die by that maniacs hands, I am going to put one right in your skull.” He said to him and the anger boiled inside him when he didn’t even get a recognition of his threat. “Bruce, Bruce!”

There was a moment where Bruce had stopped typing, his gaze was on his hands before he looked at Jason. There was a thoughtful look to them, something expressing between desperation, worry, anger and other thing not even Dick knew. “I heard you, Jason.”

With those simple words, he went back to typing on the computer, there wasn’t a single word that came out from any of them. Jason lit a cigarette, Dick was waiting for some order of what to do next, Damian and Tim kept at what they were doing in the beginning and the tension in the air didn’t went away for a long time.

“Jason, can you turn that thing off? It stinks.” Tim complained.

“I hate that place, it always stinks.”

It had clicked in him, he typed in the computer for the surveillances of the docks and there it was. She had an olive jacket on, one he remembers bringing back from Bosnia a long time ago –when Jason had died, they had bought it before the incident and he also noticed that before she entered the warehouse she touched her ear before going inside. Did she had a communicator? If so, why didn’t she tell him anything? Why all the secret?

“Is she still alright?” Damian asked, he had stayed quiet all the time they looked at the footage.

There was a moment of silence as he fast forwarded the image to the current recording, nothing showed of anyone leaving or going inside.

“She is.” He said before he got up, the cowl that was hung down on his neck was pulled back up.

“When I asked the second boy idiot, he never answered me something simple.” The man said, he fixed the rubbers around his torn face to better adjust it. “Backhand or forehand? Maybe it was both, but I’d like to hear it from his mommy dearest.”

She felt something go down her nose but there was no way of her knowing if her nose was broken, she couldn’t feel parts of her face anymore and one of her eyes swelled so much it was impossible to see by it anymore. As he talked, he hit her two more times before he walked passed her to do something she couldn’t see. Everything in her body hurts, just breathing feels like hell and there was nothing she wanted most than to have a nice tea and enjoy a nice movie with her boys.

Letting out a string of breathless mumbles that caught the clowns’ attention immediately. When he got close, she was glad that there was barely any air coming from her nose because she swore she would have smelled the rotting flesh plastered on his face, she let out the same string of breathless words, this time staring at him with the only eye she could. There was a moment he looked confused, he must have heard what she had said and she was glad he did, he pulled away from her body in the ground.

“Domino? You’re already going delirious.” He said, but there was a moment where one of the dirty windows of the warehouse shattered and cry was let out. “You little- YOU-“ But before there was any more words a small thud could be heard.

A relieve went through her, she took a deep breath –a painful one but it still felt good to do so.

“You know,” A familiar voice to her said from the dark. “I was starting to think you had a collapsed lung.”

“I do.” Was the only words that croaked out from her since forever. “Thanks, Chris.”

There was a small chuckle she heard faintly, a small smile crept on her lips at the sound. “See you soon, kid.”

There was nothing more satisfying than to arrive at the destination and not have it blow up, but there was also a worry at how silent it had been since they had arrived. No guards, no traps, no anything that would seem like he expected any of them to come. When Jason and Dick had pulled the entrance it was expected for something to happen, but nothing ever did happen, instead something more bizzare came to their view. Joker was on the floor, there was blood on the floor and small splatters in small places of the floor, the woman they desperately looked for was laid on the floor tied down –it felt like a joke.

“Ma, you with us?” Jason was the first next to her followed closely by the rest of the boys. In his arms, Jason could feel her so light and cold, it was almost like having a dead body.

A small groan gave them an acknowledgement in their arrival. “Hi, Jason.” She said so quietly that if it wasn’t for the silence everyone had, they wouldn’t have heard her. “Hello boys.”

“Careful with her ankles.” Tim chided. “They’re sprained very badly.”

Damian rummaged through his utility belt before he got out some wrappings. “Let’s stop the blood before we get back, Alfred can take care of the rest.”

“There’s a first aid in the car, I’ll get it.” Tim went back to the batmobile to get the supplies.

Dick had moved away from the three boys who were tending the woman they loved as a mother, he was with Bruce who was further examining the body of Joker. He watched as Bruce put restrains on his wrists and ankles.

“He the real thing?” Dick asked, and the silence he had been given gave him more than enough to know the answer. “I don’t understand-“

“Me neither. It’s not important now.” Bruce let the topic be dead for now. “Let’s leave.”

#batmom #batboys #fanfic #coffee writes #jason todd #dick grayson #tim drake #damian wayne #joker #x reader #dc #batman #red hood #nightwing #red robin #robin #gotham

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