#Ra's al Ghul X Wayne! Reader

[morgansunflower]

I saw your story about male Talia and Bruce's sister, I just loved it. If your requests are open I would like to ask for Ra's Al Ghul and Bruce's older sister (or any of Bruce's family members)

Would You Even Dare

Ra's al Ghul X Wayne! Reader

Bruce Wayne X Aunt! Reader

Warnings:suggestive content, explicit language, angst, guns, child kidnapping, and injury

Words:1492

Arthur's notes! Hardly anything canon about Ra's is true in the story. Ra's didn't try to kill Tim. Ra's is a good father/grandfather. He doesn't lead the league of assassin's.. At least not anymore. Older Reader 50s to early 60s. She is Thomas Wayne's sister!.. Also Athanasia is in the story. Quote from Mentalist show.

Y/N reunites with a old friend hoping he will help her.

In all the many centuries Ra's had lived through. He did not wish to live another 100 years, nor even a day without her beside him. He for the first time considered letting age take his life, with her right beside him.

Deep inside he was infected with a wound deep within his heart that not even the Lazarus could heal. What pains the former assassin, was that he truly ached to be with her. Though it was better that he be alone.. As those who are close to him are the ones who become hurt.

Ra's left the league of assassin's to his only son Dusan much to his son's shock. He would have a long time ago if only for the reason to not allow such a heavy burden.

Thousands of miles away Y/N Wayne was thinking of her precious grandniece whom had disappeared 3 years ago.

Y/N closes her eyes remembering being taken by Slade. While there she saw, a young girl with him. She looked to be the age as her niece would be by now. Her face was concealed but her voice.. Her hair.. It was a Wayne trait. It was her father's hair.. Y/N's nephews hair.

She was ruthless but it seemed by Slade's orders as she could see the young girl did harbor sympathy for her. Slade did not allow them much time together if at all.

Perhaps it was a, young girl he found and chose to use her for his bidding. Though her heart seemed to say it was indeed her.

She still was afraid it was her heart hoping too much but what if it is? Slade is certainly capable of doing such a terrible thing. Especially if it brought torture unto the al Ghul's and the Wayne's.

Using a yacht she sits in the drivers seat programing it to Ra'sh al Ghul's location. He had only told Talia and Y/N only for the reason for emergency. She sits on the seat thinking back to a, old memory as the anticipation to see him was consuming her.

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Y/N hadn't heard from her nephew in over 3 months. She was growing worried. She left Gotham to investigate where her nephew had gone. She knew he was planning to make major changes to Gotham. For that reason she was truly terrified he would meet the same fate as her brother and his wife.....

Eventually she found evidence he went to a hidden place within the vast wilderness. In a ancient city located in the Himalayas. She knew of whom was there...

Y/N entered into the fortress courtesy of the assassin's after she said the coded word, Ra's told her many years prior. Ra's al Ghul stepped forth to see his dear friend.

His eyes saw her beauty but his heart went to many years ago to her saving his own life after a bombing from an attack. One of his many enemies found his safe house and tried to kill him. Y/N was with a, team of spies investigating the, same enemies as the ones who attempted to kill Ra's. They assisted in finding survivors. All were dead but miraculously she found the wounded assassin and nursed him back to health.

"Ms Wayne" he greets

"Ra's al Ghul" she greeted to the widower "you know why I'm here"

"your nephew came to me. Given his relation to you. I thought it wise not to confine my knowledge to ensure he is not another Wayne to be buried"

She softly smiled "I suppose we are even now"

"never are, we to be even Ms Wayne"

She sweetly smiled "I suppose I should leave before he sees me. Please don't tell him I was here"

"I will utter no such thing of your concern for him. Safe travels my friend" he gently smiled

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"we need to talk" she first said to Ra's who was standing in the sand

"what do you want?" he coldly said though his heart was, warm to have her in his presence, however.. He could not allow her inside...

"I deserve better than that Ra's!" she accused him

She truly did and it was tournament not treating her with the kindness she deserves. He grunted stepping to her, her arms folded glaring up to him. She was still so beautiful when she was angry at him. He then steps to his hut. She quickly followed after him.

"that's it?! You're not going to say anything? You're not at all curious nor care as to why I've come?"

The two step inside as she slammed the door behind her.

"you are waisting your time if you believe there is anything to flourish between us" he said with his heart breaking

"this isn't about us Ra's.." she snapped back

"then why?" he asked now realizing that she was truly worried.

"it's about Athanasia"

"tell me everything"

.....

Ra's and Y/N left with their gear. The two resided in a safe-house nearest to the place of which she was captured. The two barely spoke to each other unless it was regarding Athanasia.

"we should lay low and start fresh tomorrow. I can sleep on the couch. You may have the bed" he said in a blunt tone

"the great Ra's al Ghul sleeping on a couch that is sight I'd never thought I'd see" she chuckled, to which he rolled his eyes. She tried to hold her words inside but fails "why didn't you stay?"

He sighed "I believed it was for the best"

"it wasn't.." she sighed stuttering unable to hold her emotions inside especially in his presence that made her feel safe enough to "you weren't there Ra's! I'm so angry at you! I'm angry you left me and I... I wanted, needed you"

He only remains silent in his guilt Y/N turned away to hide her tears. Ra's stepped softly touching her shoulders. He only moved forward because she leaned into his touch. He kisses her neck snacking his arm across her folded arms with his other across her waist.

"my intentions were to keep you safe from my enemies. I did not intend to hurt you. I blamed myself for your pain. I was.. Frightened Y/N. If for all of my many years of living had made any purpose. It was you. You have made each century worth living.. I have only fallen more deeply and fondly for you"

.....

Ra's dealt with Slade as Y/N departs to look for Athanasia. Y/N senses a presence. She turned in a cautioned manner. She sees her.

"give me a good reason why I should not shoot you!!" she threatened her gun aiming to the older woman.

"Athanasia" she calmly said now seeing her face.. It was truly her.

"that's not who I am! Stop moving!!"

"you are safe, you are loved-" she stammered as a, heart wrenching shout from her niece came back

"stop it!" she shouts her hand shaking with the gun in her hand

She steps close to the young girl "and you are wise"

"get away from me!" her voice shouted but her heart took control as she drops the gun.

Athanasia let out a heartbroken cry as she is embraced.. She was free from the mind-controlling poison Slade had taken from Ivy. She clings to her tightly sobbing. All her past memories she believed were comforting illusions.. She knew were real.

With Slade taken care of. Ra's hears familiar crying from his granddaughter. He runs to find her in embrace. He softly smiled to them.

"let's go home" he said as they part.

"grandfather?" she mumbled taken aback

"hello my dear" he greets

Athanasia was welcomed with warm and tearful hugs by her, family. Ra's held Y/N's hand standing from afar. He feels comfort, he feels peace.

"I think I may consider a early retirement" she casually said

"would you consider residing with me?" he offered

"is that a, proposal Ra'sy?" she asked intrigued

"would you dare even consider?" he smiled softly to her.

"would you even dare ask?"

3 years later....

In the late night. On the eve of Mrs al-Ghul's birthday. A group of vigilantes sneak onto the couples private island.

"shhh you'll break our cover!" Damian accused Stephanie has she had just tripped over a log.

"little brother is right. This is a covert operation" Athanasia said in her pink pajamas while her baby brother wore his green pajamas.

"sorry" she whispers, wishing her purple bunny slippers had more protection.

"it's a sleepover guys not a, stake out" Jason scoffed, holding his pillow "besides Gramps already knows we're coming"

"still she raised Batman himself" Dick added in defense to the twins, in his bright blue pajamas.

"quiet" Bruce grunts wearing his own pajamas and robe.

Ra's kisses his sleeping wife's lips. He hears soft footsteps in their living room inside their home and smiles to himself. They're all here.

#ra's al ghul #Good Ra's al Ghul #Ra's al Ghul X Wayne! Reader #Ra's al Ghul X Reader #Love #Athanasia al Ghul #Damian Wayne #Athanasia Wayne #Batfamily #Sleepover #Surprise #reconciliation #fluff #Reconnecting #fluff and angst #Reader and Ra's have always been in love with each other #But things got in the way #They even have told each other their feelings #But they went there separate ways do to responsibilities

[dead-sane-stuff]

Just Batfam tingz ft. Batsis part 1

Damian: your ugly when you lie Tim

Tim: I'm not lying

Damian: then why are you ugly

Source: invader Zim

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Jason: Never stop believing Y/N, and all your dreams will come true!

Young!batsis: even them scary ones 🥺?

Jason: Hahahaha!😅

Jason: yes

Source: the misadventures of flapjack

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*explaining to Bruce how they lost/can't find Jason after a mission*

Y/N: And after that, we haven't seen jason since

Tim: We also didn't look that hard

Source: the grim adventures of Billy and Mandy

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Y/N: After all, 'unstoppable' is just another kind of 'stoppable'

Tim: No, that's not really right

Y/N: yeah, it made more sense in my head

Source: the dragon prince

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Batman: Spoiler , do you remember what I told you at the batcave?

Spoiler: probably not , I'm not to good with history.

Y/N: I'm good with history but I have trouble in math

Source: bob's burgers

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Y/n: Dinosaurs aren't extinct. I mean your Grandfather just entered the room!

Talia: ......

Ra's: ....

Damian: .....I'm going to exit this room now.

Source: unknown

#dc universe #incorrect dc quotes #batfam x batsis #jason todd x sister!reader #tim drake x sister!reader #damian wayne x sister!reader #incorrect batsis quotes #incorrect batfamily quotes #incorrect batfamily #incorrect quotes #tim drake x reader #damian wayne x reader #jason todd x reader #talia al ghul #ra's al ghul #bruce wayne #batman #batfam #jaosn todd #damian wayne #tim drake #stephanie brown

[kazuko-stuff]

Unexpected Conversations

Reader is Bruce Wayne’s daughter

Relationship: mentioned! Established Wayne! Reader x Dick Grayson, Bruce Wayne x daughter reader, Damian Wayne x sister reader, Wayne reader talking with Ra Al Ghul

Summary: based on my written prompt on which Wayne reader gets kidnap by League of Assassins but gets a conversation of life with Ra Al Ghul

You didn’t know how you got into this situation. You and Dick were just having a nice night together in your shared apartment only to get attacked by minions of the League of Assassins. Dick managed to get rid of them but only to kidnap you while he fought back. Now you are being taken by Talia, your younger half brother’s biological mother. You stay quiet for the whole time, knowing Talia isn’t someone you should mess with. At least they weren't tied up but you were still intimidated by her presence. Despite being Batman’s daughter, your father was quite an overprotective father and you could only help out at the cave, since he wanted you to have a normal childhood and you knew you weren’t the vigilante type.

“You're quite the quiet type” Talia’s strong voice suddenly spoke up as you were in your thoughts.

“Umm, I… well you did kidnap me all of the sudden and I know you kidnapped me to lure my father and Damian, isn’t that right” you answered the woman in front of you, not knowing what to say.

“ I guess the apple didn’t fall too far from the tree” she muttered to herself quietly but you pick it up anyway.

“Are you saying that you initially thought I don’t have anything related to my father except my hair color” you said out loud to her.

“Well your stubborn and smart, I have to admit that”

You then wondered if Talia just complimented you in her own way, seeing the similarities with Damian and his mother, as you remember all the times you bonded with him when he was adjusting his time at the manor as well as getting use to doing normal activities kids in his age usually do, including interrupting date nights with Dick. Speaking of Dick, you hope he would survive your father’s wrath and Damian as well.

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(Dick’s POV)

“Tell me that again” ordered the Bat as he glared at his former protege while Damian was sharpening his katana while Alfred almost fainted at the shock of the lady being kidnapped. Nightwing, in all things that terrifies himself when it comes to Bruce Wayne or the Batman, it always has to do with him being in a relationship with his daughter. When the first time he told him how he found out, he purposely sent him to secret missions as a test before that meeting to see if he is worthy of protecting his daughter. He remembers how he purposely intimidated her ex-boyfriend in high school and the time when he had to have the “talk”.

However, this is worse. He not only failed to protect his girlfriend but ended up getting kidnapped by one of Batman’s greatest foes, Ra Al Ghul. He knows it’s Bruce getting understandably scared for his daughter’s safety but he also knows that he will receive his wrath for letting her get in danger.

“Grayson” as Damian stands up after finding sharpening his katana. “I expect you are going to face punishment for failing to protect my sister” he glares at him. “ When we have our daily training next time, I won’t hold back”.

Dick knew this was going to happen. Ever since the little bat came to live at the manor, he grew attached to you since she was the only one who welcomed him with open arms despite the circumstances. However overtime, he decided to purposely get in between in his intimate moments with her, much to his chagrin. You often scold him like a child who stole cookies from the jar, whenever he tries to reprimand Damian for spoiling his dates with you.

“Get ready” as Batman suddenly spoke up as Nightwing and Robin looked at him. “ I guess mother is nice enough to let us know where sister is located at” as he looks at the message being sent to them. “Well it’s the knight’s job to save the princess from the villain” as nightwing looked at the coordinates.

“Tt, you as the knight in shining armor,like in those video games and stories in children’s books. Please, you must be joking, maybe the wandering traveler if anything” he bluntly puts in after seeing Dick’s expression of being a knight of saving his princess.

“Hey, it’s not stupid and besides, when we were kids we often played princess, where I was the knight in shining armor, y/n as the princess that needs to be saved from the monster, with Bruce being the dragon.” He snaps at the little bird as Damian was shocked that his own father was interested in this type of activity.

“Well let’s just get going. Who knows what your grandfather and mother are doing to her. She must be scared of being alone” as Dick frets over the failure of not protecting the woman he loves. “Don’t worry, I am sure that Miss y/n would make it out alright, she is stubborn as her father, so I know her strength will help her persevere” as Alfred gets the bat plane ready.

“ I am willing to fight against my mother if she does anything to my sister” as Damian enters the bat plane.

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(Reader POV)

As you got to where Talia wants you, you were surprised that instead of a prison, it was a nice room. Knowing you were taken by the League of Assassins, your best bet was that you were taken to a prison, knowing what they were capable of. But why did you get a guest room if anything?

“ I wasn’t expecting this type of hospitality” as you break the silence after seeing the place.

“ Well knowing the possibility of Gotham's princess being kidnapped may be public, the least I could do is not make it not too extreme. Also you aren’t much of a threat, so there’s that” as Talia responds to you.

“Yeah that type of news is not appealing, but you are aware that my father, Damian and Nightwing are coming, right?

“Yes I’m aware, I even sent them the message of your location here” as Talia looks at you.

“You could have even tie me up or sent me to the dungeons just like the other people you have targeted as well as giving them a threat but you didn’t” as you wondered out loud at Talia

“ Well it’s true we wanted to draw Batman and Damian out but Ra Al Ghul did want to talk to you specifically since he wanted to know the other child of your father” as Talia sits in the chair.

“ I am afraid I don’t have much to offer. Other than being the child of the man you called as your “beloved”. I don’t have any martial art skills nor am not trained as a vigilante. If anything I am just the daughter of Bruce Wayne and Former Lady of the house, nothing more, nothing less.” You admit to Talia at wondering what Ra Al Ghul wanted with you.

“I think that is where you are wrong. You managed to question me and my objectives. You are a strong willed person. You accepted my son, despite the circumstances.” As she looks at you “For that, I must thank you” as she gives a small smile.

You look at her gently, knowing that deep down, she truly loves and cares for her son. “ He still cares for you, Miss Talia, even if he has to fight against you” as you offer a smile.

The woman didn’t say anything else as she turned to walk out but unbeknownst to you, a smile graced her face, when she heard those words.

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You then waited, getting ready for whatever Ra Al Ghul wanted to talk to you about, as well as waiting for your father, brother and Nightwing to get here.

Then Ra Al Ghul appears in the room you are in. You then stand up straight sitting getting ready for what questions he will ask. He then sits on the chair across from you. You gulped to yourself internally, fearing what could happen but you know it’s better to stay silent since you don't know what plans he has in store.

“ So you're the young Miss y/n Wayne ?” as Ra Al Ghul spoke up. “Yes I am, y/n Wayne ''you answered his question. “ You must Ra’s Al Ghul, also known as the head of the League of Assassins and the Head of the Demon, am I right.”

“Quite a brazen young lady yourself” Ra Al Ghul chuckles as he is amused that you managed to answer his question without hesitation and are aware who you are speaking too without fear showing.

“You must know why you are here” getting back on topic as Ra Al Ghul prepares some tea.

“From what I heard from your daughter, is that you just want to talk to me since you are aware that I am my father’s blood daughter. Which I question, why do you seek me, other than being Batman’s daughter, since I don’t have any skill or power that you probably want” you asked as you see him prepare a cup of tea for you.

“I just simply want to get to know you, the world of Bruce Wayne lives, when Batman isn’t present” as he prepares himself a cup of tea.

“ Well as you know, he is the CEO of Wayne Enterprise in the daytime…” you start off tentatively, not knowing where to start off.

“ I am aware of that, my dear. I mean he does other than mundane business” Ra Al Ghul cuts off.

“ If anything, he's my dad. He does normal things that fathers do with their children. Make sure they live a happy life full of love. Sure there are some times I don’t agree with him as Batman, but as always, I told him, even before going to work, to be safe and take good care of himself.” You answered instantly because you know your dad is a good man and his desire to protect Gotham comes from wanting a bright future for the people who lived in Gotham. Even when you had a bit of a sheltered life, you knew the world has its dangers simply due to the people in it. You understand you can only help your father, brother and Dick at the cave for patrol but at least you are helping them in your own way. While it was because your father is just being overprotective, you knew that that type of lifestyle isn’t meant for you. The only thing that matters to you is your family’s coming home alive and the people they protect.

“What is it like for him as your father?” Ra Al Ghul inquired

“ He does normal things like any father does with their children. Spend time with their children, doing tea parties, reading bedtime stories and tuck you in bed, play princess with him as the dragon while the knight fights him” you mentioned a few things you and your dad did, as you remembered a time when you did his makeup for your princess tea party at age five.

“But my grandson didn’t do this father's children activities, why is that” he questions again after hearing the things you did with your father when you’re young.

“ Well for starters, he was raised in an environment where he couldn’t do those activities. You and Ms.Talia raised him to be the heir of the league of assassins. Instead of him playing, he spent most of the time with his intense training. With that type of environment, he didn’t know how to communicate without force nor interact with other kids in his age group when he was new to the manor. When he was forced to live at the manor, he was upset because he was away from a place he only knew as home. My father had to have a chance to know him and granted, it’s only Batman who is with him most of the time not Bruce Wayne, or that’s what Damian might have thought for the first few months. While I can say, Talia does love and care for Damian, she didn’t give him a room to be vulnerable with his feelings. With the initial hostility between him and my father along with Nightwing, I only saw him as a boy who needed acceptance and to show him what it is like to have what you called a mundane life. That’s why I always plan family time with my father and Damian, so they could have a sense of normalcy of a family.” You explained as you wondered what is wrong with having a regular life.

“ Aren’t Bruce Wayne and Batman the same person, what do you mean him being Batman to my grandson but not Bruce Wayne ” he wonders out loud to you

“ Even if he isn’t we’re his suit, his Batman attitude still comes up when Damian is going against his orders. As Batman, well you already know his temperament so I won’t explain that part. He scolds Damian, because he isn’t doing the rules of the Bat and Damian feels attacked because his feelings are hurt. I know Damian is doing the right thing but in ways my father won’t agree with. After all, my father isn’t good when it comes to communication, so that’s what causes the initial issues” You offer an explanation to the man in front of you, tactfully while looking at the tea cup on the table. You remember when Dick first came to the mansion something similar happened. He ran away from the manor to find Tony Zucco or when he and your father had a huge argument due to a patrol incident that led him to be more independent as a vigilante.

“ But I have one question” as you look at him directly. “Go on”

“ If you are interested in my father and daughter bond, since you seem to wonder why Bruce Wayne or Batman would do this, shouldn’t you be aware of this already? You have a daughter, didn’t you at least spend time with her ?” You questioned as you noticed that Talia’s parenting must be due to how her father raised her as part of the League of Assassins.

You notice he didn’t answer your question. “ I’ll take your silence as a no. Yes, you did cherish her but you didn’t bond with her as much. For all the long life you always had pride in, you didn’t use it to spend time with your loved ones. I know your goal is to build your version of a perfect world, but it only would create more damage. The perfect world doesn’t exist, since we’re only human. Good intentions could also cause huge problems as well. This may be an imperfect world but I know there is still beauty in this world.” As you answered your own question, knowing his goals of his utopia was with good intentions but seeing the consequences was the result of his worldview getting jaded overtime as well as the Lazarus pit side effects.

“But what about the corruption in the world? Due to that, the world has been tainted. Gotham is known for the crime and the corruption in it. How do you still see the world as beautiful” He challenged you.

“I have already acknowledged the world may have its ugly sides but I have people who taught me to never give up and they have always guided me and in turn show me all the beauty of the world. We all have ugly sides we want to hide but it’s better to accept it in order to be a better person. To improve the world, start with yourself, only then changes will happen. It may be small but it’s something” You answered his question.

You suddenly heard swords clattering. You knew your father, Damian and Dick came to get you out of here. “ You always criticized humanity for being a plague for their corruption but you also did the same things for the sake of power and control. What makes you any different from them ?”

Batman, Robin and Nightwing to the room you were in.

“Let her go” demanded Batman as he got ready to throw one of his batarangs. Robin with his katana and Nightiwng with his escrima sticks as they get into a fighting stance.

“ Fine I’ll let her go, after all she gave me a good conversation I hadn’t had for years” he admits as he stands up while you look at the whole situation, thinking a fight would happen.

“ You're letting us go that easy, what did you do to my daughter?” Batman growls at the DemonHead.

“To be honest I just simply chat with her. Quite a smart woman I say so myself” he admits as you go stand up to reunite with your family.

“I let you go off easily since this young lady here isn’t much of a threat” As Ra Al Ghul simply walks into the corridor.

“Sister, what did he do to you?” Damian asks in concern for you.

“To be honest, I don't know. All we did was just talk. He gave me tea although I didn’t drink it.” You admit since you just had a long talk with one of your dad’s greatest foes and managed to be alive as well.

“This isn’t the rescue I was imagining in my head” Nightwing admits while shaking his head.

“It’s alright, I am okay, mentally well and you guys are here. That's all that matters” you said as you pecked Nightwing's lips.

As you return home with your family in the Batplane, you relay the events that happen with your talk with Ra Al Ghul. He is just a human just like you who happens to have powers from the Lazarus Pit. He has his ideology and philosophy based on his experience but it is also flawed simply because just like everyone, he is human. However, some part of you hopes he could realize there is more to life than achieving one’s goal, something you have to remind your father now and then, because life is fleeting. Not only for the future but to be in the moment with your loved ones.

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[lazycats-stuff]

I saw your last order and thought of an alternative.

In the Young Justice cartoon, they discover that Cadmus has a clone of Superman. Now imagine that the reader (he's from the justice league) and bruce discover that cadmus made a clone with the following dna: reader, bruce and ra's. Everyone is shocked when they discover even Ra's, their son may have Ra's hair, blue-green eyes and skin.

Then you can decide the rest.

Okay, this is interesting. I love it. Also, 1.1k followers in a short period of time... Thanks guys.

Summary: Cadmus made a clone with the 3 people that no one would ever think of.

Warnings: established (Y/N) x Bruce Wayne, clones, Ra's creeps (Y/N) out, Bruce is protective, (Y/N) is almost a mama bear.

(Y/N) and Bruce are the staples of the Justice League and the power couple of both Gotham and Justice League. They know each other for a very long time and the two compliment each other very well. (Y/N) was more gentle and kind of less scary, while Bruce was rough and scary. That is in the field of course.

In private, Bruce can be soft, especially with his sons and partner. (Y/N) is the one of the pillars of the family, alongside Alfred. His sons are protective of him more than they are of Bruce. (Y/N) found it heartwarming and he loved them all as if they were his own.

(Y/N) was also a vigilante alongside his husband and the two vigilantes are loved by their city. Sure there are critics, but the vast majority of the city loved them both. Some loved (Y/N) more than Bruce, but it was bound to happen when you have one who is rough and one who is more gentle than the other.

The Justice League was in awe of them both. It was the sheer way that the two cooperate and work together. There was mutual support from both sides, constant communication, even through the looks and subtle touches. The two know each other very well and lead the League very well.

And the two were the best of the best in what they did. Interrogations, tactics, strategies and locating somebody, (Y/N) and Bruce are the ones to call. More so when they are kings of blackmail. (Y/N) just loved blackmailing evil people and then see them crumble.

Ah.

Now, one of their biggest enemies was brewing something. It was the Cadmus project that has been around for a long time. It has ties with the US military and several major corporations are the ones to blame for the project. They seem to experiment on metahumans, aliens and everything else that isn't a human.

Of course, they had a lot of advanced technology with them and (Y/N) wouldn't be shocked that they dabbled into a lot of illegal activities. Cloning was one of those activities. There have been a few cases of cloning with the heroes, Superboy being one of those cases.

(Y/N) liked Superboy, but he had to admit, he was shocked when he was brought to the League. He looked so much like Clark and it freaked (Y/N) out badly. But soon he helped Clark with accepting the fact that in a way he is a father now and he had to help the clone out.

We all know how that turned out.

As for (Y/N) and Bruce, they had a rare night off. Both of them were exhausted and had to take a night in. The League urged them to take the night off, despite the fact that they had to raid an alleged hideout for Cadmus. Everyone said to sit it out due to their exhaustion.

(Y/N) said sure and dragged Bruce to their home. The two spent an lovely, relaxing evening, without a care in the world. (Y/N) felt great and Bruce, although he would rather die than to admit it, he liked this.

And yes, Bruce would go on that mission, but for (Y/N) he would stay. Unlike Bruce, (Y/N) had a sense when he had overworked himself and that's why every now and then he would take a break. And of course, in the process drag Bruce with him.

And that's what brought the two together in bed right now, just laying down next to one another, hands wondering over one another, just eager to touch one another. They were too tired to have sex, the contact was just enough for them.

" You know, I have to admit, I might have needed this break. " Bruce said as he rested his hands on (Y/N)'s hips, pulling him to lay his head on his chest, just above Bruce's heart. (Y/N) loved that spot more than anything. It reminded him that Bruce is alive and well.

" I knew it. " (Y/N) said, smiling as he put his arm over Bruce stomach.

" I hope the mission is going well. " Bruce said and (Y/N) hummed. He did too, but Superman and the others are going to be okay. Besides, they are more than capable to fight without them both.

" It is, I can tell you. They are more than capable to take over a little bit, B. " (Y/N) mumbled quietly, eyes closing. He was tired and Bruce followed him. The two were just ready to fall asleep, until a phone rang out in the room. Bruce and (Y/N) couldn't tell which one, but they both groaned in unison.

" You pick up. " (Y/N) said as he rolled over to let Bruce get up. Bruce huffed as he took the phone and answered. (Y/N) listened with his eyes closed, kind of exhausted.

" We'll be there. "

(Y/N) turned over, opening his eyes. " What's going on? "

" They have found a clone in the hideout. They say we have to come, but Clark sounds distraught. " Bruce said, quickly getting up. (Y/N) quickly got up too and the two quickly went to the cave. They put the suits in silence and Bruce activated the portal as they put their cowls on.

(Y/N) reached for Bruce's hand for a second. Bruce stopped as he turned around.

" What's wrong? " Bruce asked softly.

" I just have a bad feeling about all of this. " (Y/N) admitted and Bruce nodded. Sometimes, (Y/N) would get this gut feelings and sometimes they would be true, but sometimes wouldn't, but still, they have agreed to be careful when getting it.

" Alright. " Bruce said, leaning down to give (Y/N) a kiss before both of them became serious. They stepped through the Zeta tubes and in a quick moment the two were in the Justice League headquarters. Wonder Woman walked up to them and the trio started walking to the holding cells.

" While going searching the hideout, we found a clone. I think it's better to see it for yourself. " She said and Bruce and (Y/N) had to look at one another in wonder.

What is that supposed to mean?

(Y/N) saw what it meant when his eyes laid on that clone. That poor kid us a mix of Bruce and (Y/N). But there is one problem. There was somebody else's DNA. (Y/N) was shocked and he stepped closer. Okay.

How?

" How the hell... " (Y/N) started but trailed off. The clone walked closer to the glass cell just as (Y/N) did. Bruce was not far behind, watching the clone and his husband carefully.

" Whose DNA is this? " Bruce asked, not taking his eyes off of the duo.

" The DNA came from you two and... " She stopped for a moment and Bruce had to look at her.

" Wonder Woman, whose DNA is it? " Bruce asked and she looked at him with worry.

" Ra's Al Ghul's. "

Bruce and (Y/N) looked at one another. WHAT?

(Y/N) tried to say something, but couldn't. Ra's? RA'S?! (Y/N) couldn't blame the clone. It wasn't his fault by any means, but Ra's DNA? That explained the eyes though... And maybe the hair too.

Oh God.

" So what do we do? Is he a metahuman? " (Y/N) asked Wonder Woman and she shook her head.

" A human just like the two of you. " She confirmed and (Y/N) was a little bit relived. Okay.

That is not so bad.

" Okay. I think that we will take him under our wing, " (Y/N) paused before glancing at Bruce once more. " But what do we do about Ra's? He will interested. Moreso, I am interested how they got his DNA. "

" Aren't you interested how they got ours? " Bruce asked.

" There are times when we were injured badly on missions. I don't have a doubt that they have been looking through all the blood. " (Y/N) said and Bruce had to say that it wasn't that far from the truth. Will they ever know how they got their DNA? Not really. But that sounded like the most plausible option.

" Well, that would sound tedious. " Wonder Woman said and (Y/N) rubbed the back of his neck. Bruce noticed that his husband was nervous and has excused them from the room. Bruce led his nervous husband out in an empty hall.

He knew that his husband was about to break. His husband still couldn't fully reign his emotions in, but that doesn't matter to Bruce. (Y/N)'s soft spot were kids. He couldn't bare to seem them hurt and that was okay. Bruce could be strong in that aspect for both of them.

Bruce brought his husband in his arms, allowing him to hide his face and (Y/N) let out a shuddering breath. He was taking deep breaths to calm himself down.

" We have to take him in. " (Y/N) said as he removed his head from Bruce's chest.

" I know. " Bruce said, caressing (Y/N)'s face with his gloved hand.

" Poor kid... I'm sorry. "

Bruce shook his head as he leaned down to kiss him. " Never apologize for showing emotions. Never. That's one of the many things I love about you. It reminds me that I'm human and not something indestructible. You remind me that Batman is not just a symbol, but a human too. " Bruce said, giving (Y/N) a kiss on his cheek.

" Okay. I don't think that it would a good idea to take him in tonight. " (Y/N) said and Bruce nodded.

" We have to let him stay here for a while, he needs to get adjusted a bit. Once we know he is stable, we can take him back home. Okay? " Bruce said and (Y/N) had to nod in agreement.

" Good. Now, lets get back and tell Wonder Woman our plan. " Bruce said and (Y/N) composed himself.

(Y/N) and Bruce came back to the manor and slept until lunch. (Y/N) was stressed beyond belief and Bruce made sure that he distressed. (Y/N), like said before, loved kids and they were his soft spot. More correctly weak when it came to their sons. (Y/N) is a mama bear.

Through and through.

After eating lunch, (Y/N) wanted to spend time together with his husband, so they decided to relax on the couch watching a random movie they picked from Netflix. (Y/N)'s head was on the pillow that he put on Bruce's lap and the rest of him was covered by a blanket. Bruce's hands were gently going through his hair and they were both relaxed.

" Masters, Ra's al Ghul wishes to speak with you. " Alfred said and (Y/N) sat up quickly. Bruce tensed up. What?! The two stood up quickly as Alfred went to get Ra's.

" Why today? " (Y/N) mumbled to himself as he crossed his arms.

" Bruce. (Y/N). " Ra's said as he walked up to the two, taking (Y/N)'s hand to give it a kiss. Bruce rolled his eyes in the back, bringing (Y/N) to sit down next to him on the couch. Ra's sat down on the armchair, crossing his leg together at the ankle.

" I heard about a clone with my DNA. Is it true? " Ra's asked and Bruce nodded.

" Well, how did they do it? " Ra's asked and (Y/N) just shrugged his shoulders.

" I have a theory, but it's under a big if. " (Y/N) said and Ra's gave him his fully attention.

" And what would that theory be? "

" My guess would be that when we were injured on missions, they would go back and analyze the blood to find ours. We are all human after all. " (Y/N) said and Ra's gave it some thought.

" I have to say, it makes more sense than what I have been thinking. " Ra's said and (Y/N) didn't say anything in response. He didn't know what he thought.

Bruce put his hand on (Y/N)'waist, squeezing lightly. (Y/N) didn't like Ra's by any means and the man freaked him out. The flirting is something that made him really dislike Ra's. He is a married man, he is married to the love of his life. His Bruce. His B.

" Is that why you came here for Ra's? " Bruce asked, taking over, speaking for both himself and his husband.

" Yes. I wanted to see if it was true. Now there is a question of what to do with the boy. " Ra's said and glanced at (Y/N). He knew that kids are his soft spot.

" We help him adapt and he comes to live here. " Bruce answered for his husband once more and (Y/N) nodded.

" So he is a normal human? " Ra's asked, wanting more clarification.

" Yes. Although I have no doubt that he has a lot of skills when it comes to fighting skills. " (Y/N) chuckled to himself quietly. They didn't test him yet for it, but still. (Y/N) could only imagine the skills that that kid had on him.

" Good. I'm afraid that I have to go, but we will be seeing each other once more. " Ra's said as he stood up and (Y/N) and Bruce both stood up to. Ra's said goodbye to both to them, but not without giving (Y/N)'s hand a kiss goodbye.

(Y/N) forced himself to stay calm and once Ra's left the room, (Y/N) laid back down on the couch, covering himself with a blanket. Bruce watched in silence as his husband hid. He sat down next to him, bringing him into the position that they were in before Ra's came.

" Why does he like playing with me B? " (Y/N) asked and Bruce shrugged his shoulders.

" My guess it's that he likes you, but can't do anything since you are with me. And besides, he is trying to piss me off. " Bruce said and (Y/N) buried his face into Bruce's stomach. Bruce's hand was going through his hair, gently comforting him.

(Y/N) has never been the one to break and just allow emotions to take over, but Ra's was a pressure point for him. He didn't like it and he didn't like Ra's and it made him just...

It made him a whole lot of things that (Y/N) didn't like.

" Just breathe. " Bruce instructed. (Y/N) did as Bruce told him and he found himself to be more calmer. He closed his eyes as he just basked in presence of his husband.

" B? " (Y/N) prompted and Bruce hummed.

" I love you. "

Bruce allowed himself to smile. " I love you too. " He leaned down to kiss his husband's head. They will take the boy in soon and Ra's? Well, they could deal with him later. Right now, they are fine.

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Hatred

Paring(s): Damian wayne x enemy! Reader

Warning(s): swearing, murder, mention of killing people, pissed off damian

Genre: angst

Summary: Y/N worked with deathstroke and was responsible for murdering damian's whole family.

You worked with deathstroke ever since you were born. He was pretty much the only 'family' you have ever know. He trained you to become and weapon, told you who to kill and you were your enemies.

You were there when he murdered Ra's Al Ghul infront of his grandson, Damian Al Ghul Wayne. The son of the infamous Bruce wayne A.KA. Batman and Taila Al Ghul, the daughter of Ra's Al Ghul.

You were also responsible for the deaths of Dick Grayson, Jason Todd (again 💀), Tim Drake, Bruce Wayne and Alfred Pennyworth. And having murder his family, Damian felt a hatred for you and proceeded to chase you down.

But he only failed in doing so. He had attempted to corner you while you were training, but little did he know you had some tricks up your sleeve.

Damian was now surrounded and held at gun point by your men, loyal to you and only you. You watched as Damian glared draggers at you, while your smirk just grew wider and more vicious.

"Sorry about your family, all those muscles... didn't help much... did they?" You snicked as his eyes filled with rage.

"I'll fucking kill you!" He yelled, ignoring the guns pointing at his head.

He attempted to run at you but was only tackled by your men, held down to the ground. He growled at your men as they held him down, digging right into his back. You just smirked as you walked over to him before squatting down, getting right in his face.

"You'll be fun to play with.... just like you're family was" you whispered into his ear,watching with glee as he threated you in anger.

#fyp #x reader #damian wayne x reader #damian wayne #batboys x reader #batboys #batfam x reader #batfam #ra's al ghul #deathstroke #deathstroke x reader

[gulnarsultan]

ra's al ghul and slade wilson x bruce reader's daughter , scenario where both men fell in love with her when the batfamily faced them and saw how she took down the ninjas with precision and speed , but in that one of the ninjas managed to cut her arm to take it off blood . With that they made a son with the DNA of the three.

Years passed and the men thought it was a good time for the reader to meet her son, but they didn't know that she couldn't have children of her own because of her past with the red room (she was a black widow but bruce it found ) . When Bruce and the reader arrive where they asked to meet, they see the two men and Bruce asks "What do you want?" and then Slade starts to explain that their meeting years ago and meanwhile Ra's calls Theseus and when the son of a bitch reader comes out of the shadows, Batman and his daughter can only look, but only the reader just looked at her son and left there without talking to anyone.

The men were shocked and the son sad because his mother didn't even speak to him. Bruce seeing that the men want to go after his daughter says "Do you think you haven't done enough?" and then Ra's starts to say something but Bruce interrupts "She can't have children after what she went through in the red room" and then Ra's and Slade now realize why she reacted and remember what the red room does as a graduation ceremony.

And then Bruce looks at his grandson and says "You're not the problem, your mother just needs time to process everything". And then he turns and walks away looking for his daughter.

Two days later, the reader finds the two men and says "I just want to talk to Theseus, I came in peace." and then one of the assassins takes the reader to his son and then the two look at each other for a while. And then she starts by saying "When I finished my training in the red room they gave me a mandatory hysterectomy, nothing more matters than a mission." and then Theseus says "not even a child" and then the reader nods "I apologize for my reaction at that night , I never imagined that I would have a child " .

And then mother and son start talking and the two killers can only watch them from the cameras and hope that she can give them a chance to be a family.

My god. It's literally a masterpiece.

The reader and his son will manage to become a family together. He will apologize to his son for his behavior when they first met. The two men are watching the happiness of the mother and son away. Maybe they will try to join the family.

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[visionofhope04]

Omg I just reread Neglected again thanks to the ask and the way that story hurts and ended is soo satisfying I was wondering what would Talia think of the while thing goin down? Did she also favor Damien? and I also had forgotten that batsis was brought back to life like Jason, like how did she die? Also I'm sorry for bothering of I am this story is just amazing to read

You're not bothering me at all! Thank you so much for reading it. I'm glad you enjoy it

Talia wouldn't know until it was too late. It'd take a long time for her to rebuild the League and she'd be busy making sure the people in the League were ones she could trust. She'd check on them from a distance but never interact with them. She didn't want to put them in more danger by having enemies see she knew them. Due to her upbringing, she'd have a prejudice towards Damian as he'd be the heir of the League since he's a male. Ra's didn't let Talia be the heir due to her gender and enforced the importance of a male heir. She'd subconsciously be sexist but for the most part doesn't believe women are inferior to men. She did her best to raise her children equally despite the circumstances and did not approve of the batfam's treatment towards her daughter (besides Jason). She makes sure to send Jason a special hand-crafted dagger as a thank you for being there for batsis (he's very confused but delighted as it came with no note). As for being brought back to life, I don't remember that part of the story but she protected Ra's from a traitor. He was about to be shot but batsis got in the way and killed the traitor. She bled out from the bullet wound and multiple cuts. An unidentified poison was on the blade she was cut with. The Lazarus pit wouldn't be used if she'd died in combat under other circumstances as she'd be considered not good enough.

#batfamily #batfam x reader #batsis!reader #batfam x batsis #batsis x batfamily #batsis x batfam #batfam x neglected!batsis!reader #talia and damian #jason todd #talia al ghul #damianwayne #damian wayne #damian wayne x sister!reader #damian wayne x batsis #ras al ghul #league of assassins

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You Are Loved, Damian Wayne

summary: Some patrols are a little more rough than others. With a young death lingering in Damian's mind, it reminded him a little too much of his own past.

word count: 2,680~

warnings: Ra's is an asshole, referenced child-abuse, angst, victim blaming, referenced child death, blood, disassociation, mild panic attack, Damian is aged up and is trying to break generation trauma

Rant fic? Rant fic.

Gotham was particularly gloomy tonight. The city had a way of reflecting the emotions of the masses, taking in every fleeting feeling and making it tangible in its night sky. The portraits Gotham painted with its clouds put every thought, every emotion, every miniscule sensation, into words. 

Tonight the clouds were a harsh shade of coal. A thunderstorm was brewing in the distance. Rain pattered against the window like tiny bullets trying to chip away at the glass. The insistent beating was so loud in the silent room, it almost made your ears pop. 

You watched from afar, feeling like there was a solid wall between you and your lover. You heard him come in, the telltale sound of your window creaking open and deadly silent footsteps. So you made your way to the study, expecting to find Damian cradling baby kittens in his cape to be warmed and cared for, maybe even a midnight snack.  

Instead, you found him sitting at the window seat staring out into the city, unmoving. The tile near the window puddled with rain water, the edges of his cape dripped onto the floor to create even more. Every inch of him was soaked through. His bangs were plastered to his forehead, small droplets of water fell from each strand and made their way to the collar of his suit. 

If he heard you enter the room, he made no show of it. 

Damian was many things, vigilant was one of them. Yet, he was still as stone, even his fingers laid without so much as a twitch on top of his lap—it was unnerving. You found your eyes wandering for a second to ease your nerves. The black and gray fabric of his suit hid injuries easily, a small fact you had to learn the hard way. Stab wounds and bullet holes laid under the suit, forever hidden from the outside world; you promised to never let another one slip past you. 

The room was so quiet. 

Rain pelting against the window did nothing but add to the tense ambiance. 

“Dames?” you whispered, watching—waiting—to see if Damian would react. The lenses of his domino mask continued to stare out the window, no doubt a glaze had taken over the green eyes underneath. 

You breathed out slowly, taking a tentative step forward. The last thing you needed right now was to startle him or to overstep a guard you didn’t know was up. His katana was missing from his side, that fact alone made your heart sink. 

You had never seen him weaponless before. 

You knew better than anyone that his weapon was a comfort, a symbol of protection, a shield from the outside world. To have him so defenseless…he seemed almost broken. 

One step forward. 

The tile under your foot creaked. 

One step, then another. 

Damian didn’t move. 

You continued forward.

The red of his gloves was darker than normal. 

Another step forward.

You let out a breath. 

One final step. 

There was blood soaked into his hands. 

You were just at the edge of the window seat, your thigh brushing against the polished wood. From so close, you could see a streak of blood on his jawline, a tiny handprint that sagged downwards in a jagged line. Your curiosity tried to sew the broken pieces of the story together to no avail, too many clues were obstructed from your view for you to understand his turmoil.

With measured movements, you slowly sat down in front of him on the opposite side of the seat. You mirrored his body language out of habit: one foot curled close to you while the other stayed near the floor, relaxed yet ready to escape at a moment's notice. 

Your foot brushed over the puddle on the floor, the icy feeling shooting up your leg and settling into your body. Without a word spoken into the air, you stayed beside him, your own eyes looking out into the Gotham skys. 

A rough night.

Some were worse than others. 

Some nights you were awoken by a hurried phone call, followed by the scariest drive of your life, all while you tried to make your way to him, to find out if he was okay.

Some nights you were called in because he asked for you, calling you out by name because only you could pull him out of a fear-induced haze. 

Some nights you felt fingers against your pulse points, checking to make sure his nightmares never infected reality. 

Some nights you were pulled securely into his chest while others, you pulled him into yours, holding onto each other well into the night. 

Some nights you bandaged him with shaky fingers, his steady voice repeating first aid instructions until you completed them. 

But tonight was none of those. 

Tonight Damian was long gone, his brain disconnecting from his body the second he reached safety. So you waited, waited until he trudged back to you, never once leaving his side. He didn’t need pretty words, he didn’t need a grounding touch, he didn’t need much more than your presence. 

Your presence alone was enough for him to pull himself back to the grim world, pull himself back to you. He needed your patience, your time, and the reassurance that you stood steady beside him. 

Thunder rolled in the distance, the storm coming closer to you two. 

“He was ten.” 

You blinked slowly, willing the patter of your anxiety to go away. Damian’s voice was soft as always, a steady rumble that was soothed at the edges, it sounded like hardened caramel being melted down again. He spoke those words in such a voice that made your heart sink. 

Slowly, one piece at a time, the story unfolded. 

You let the air stagnate, allowing Damian to control the pace of the encounter. 

“He…” Damian paused, trying to find the right words to translate the barbed wire tangled in his chest. He swallowed, blood moving as his Adam’s Apple bobbed. “I was too slow.”

Damian tore his gaze away from the widow and down to his hands. “I could’ve prevented it, I could’ve saved him,” you could see his fingers starting to shake, “but I was too clumsy, too distracted.” 

His bite the words out, each syllable was a tiny knife aimed straight for his own heart. “A child lost their life today because of my own incompetence,” Damian sighed out harshly, “my own stupid mistakes left a family broken and grieving.” 

You felt the back of your nose start to burn. 

“Oh Damian,” you let out, surprise and sadness warping your words. Your hands longed to hold his. His eyes were locked on the blood sticking to his gloves, his guilt forcing him to endure a punishment so cruel. 

“Baby, look at me,” you asked. When his gaze didn’t falter, your hands reached for his one inch at a time. When your fingertips brushed against the backs of his hands, he let you completely wrap his hands in your hold, covering the grueling sight from his eyes. 

“Please look at me,” you pleaded. With his binds unlocked, his gaze could move freely. He clawed himself out of the sludge in his brain to look up at you. Damian felt lightheaded from the effort it took to lift his head with the entire world weighing on his back. 

Is this how Atlas must have felt? Carrying all of humanity on his back, feeling the weight of all of their lives right on his shoulder blades. Feeling every death looming over his head like a threat. One misplaced breath, one wobble, and all of humanity would die by his hand. 

The white lenses peered soulless in front of you, a front to the crumbling composure hidden underneath. His hands were limp in your hold, barely caring when you transferred them over into one hand. With your newly freed hand, you reached out to him until you could caress the side of his face.

“You know you can’t save everyone.” Your thumb slipped under the edge of his mask as you traced the curve of his cheekbone. 

He let you peel off his domino until you could drop it onto the floor. You rubbed at the skin underneath, massaging out any irritation from the adhesive. 

“I know,” he supplied. 

You looked into his emerald eyes. They were so delicate tonight, shattered with the burden of a lost life. Damian felt so hollow, so see-through. 

“He was the same age I was.” 

There it was. 

Damian knew better than anyone the advice that came with this job, he heard it countless times from his siblings and repeated it all the same. Guilt did nothing but cloud the mind, make your reactions sloppier, and reaction time slower. He didn’t dwell on the past often, but he remembered it, every single name and every single person. 

He wasn’t used to giving himself that reprieve, but he had grown into it with time. Mistakes became something normal again instead of punishable. Damian finally felt safe to be vulnerable, to be human. 

But a story too similar to his own was a quick way to backtrack all that progress. 

“He fought until his dying breath like some kind of soldier. No kid should ever have that burden rest on their shoulders.” 

“No,” you agreed, “they shouldn’t.” 

Your hand returned to his once you were confident he’d hold your gaze. Your fingers tugged at the edge of his gloves. You were met with no resistance as you pulled the gloves off completely, dropping them on the floor beside his mask. 

“He was just a kid,” Damian scowled, his eyebrows furrowing with fury, “I was just a kid.” 

You sighed out in understanding, the final piece finally clicking into place. It was rare that Damian spoke out against his lineage, even rarer that he spoke about his experience with the League. He was always so proud of his upbringing, a good little soldier ready to fight without a second thought, a well-trained robot. 

His grandfather had guided him, trained him from birth to be a staple of perfection, he never mourned his childhood because he didn’t know what it felt like to have one. The blood running through his veins was always something to honor, something noteworthy. 

But over the years the facade crumbled piece by piece, chipping away at his ego until all he was left with was disgust. All the pride he once felt towards his lineage was replaced with shame, guilt, repulsion. He was shown unconditional love and was finally able to experience a childhood with people who loved and supported him. 

But every time he was reminded of his past, Damian couldn’t help but question it. 

Someone who loved him wouldn’t do that…would they? 

He was nothing more than a pawn. 

“You didn’t deserve that either,” you spoke softly into the air, massaging his cold hands until they warmed up in your hold. Brittle fingers returned with feeling, he let himself hold onto you in return, his fingers clumsily clasping onto yours. 

“You deserved to be loved and cared for,” you stressed, squeezing his hands as you continued.

You’d be lying if you said you didn’t compile a hatred for how life treated him before you met. You watched and held onto him as his nightmares plagued him deep into the night. You listened to his pleas against his grandfather, him begging for the pain to end, for the anguish to finally stop. 

He clung to you in those moments, his brain barely recognizing that he made it out. Sometimes he’d resort back into old habits every time something happened, patiently waiting for a punishment that would never come, a punishment that should never have happened in the first place. Every time you’d whisper reassurances into his ears until he felt safe again, until the tension in his shoulders relaxed. 

That side of Damian was one that very few people ever saw. His vulnerabilities and his weaknesses all felt too real. 

“Then why,” Damian demanded. “Why wasn’t I?” 

“Damian,” you breathed out, sadness etching into every vowel. 

Damian’s eyes cracked even more, the vibrant green being infected into a deeper shade. His hands twisted out of your hold, shaky fingers swiftly unclasped his cape, throwing it harshly onto the floor. His next breath came out with a shudder, suddenly feeling suffocated by the mantle. 

“What—” Damian’s breaths picked up, “What did I do? What did I do to deserve that?” 

There were many stories Damian shared with you: the story of his scars, the battles he’d won, and every enemy he tore down. Once every blue moon Damian would tell a story that left you winded, a story of abuse, torture, and neglect. 

He’d explain it with nonchalance, maybe even pride at how he endured the pain like a good heir should. But slowly, each story would be told with a little more hesitance as he realized how cruel these tales really were. As the victim in them, he’d misplaced the blame onto himself. 

But not anymore. 

“Come here,” you said, a gentle but stern command. Your arms reached out to him until he fell into a familiar embrace. His hands clung to the front of your shirt, fisting at the loose bedtime material. 

With one arm rubbing up his shaking back, your other immediately combed through his hair. “You did absolutely nothing. You hear me?” You untangled a knot gently, the now-damp hair falling back into place. “You did nothing to deserve what he did to you. You were a kid, he never should have treated you that way. He was a monster.” 

Damian sucked in a breath, burying his eyes into your shoulder. 

“That’s what everyone keeps saying but he trained me.”

You didn’t comment on the fact that it was trained, not raised. 

“If he truly is a monster, what does that make me? No matter what I do people keep calling me a demon, a monster. His blood is running through my veins, what makes me think I can be any different?” 

He shook in your arms, completely breaking down until he was nothing more than pained breaths. You held onto him tighter, wrapping your arms completely around him, not caring at all when his wet uniform soaked your clothes. 

“You’re different because you’re willing to grow.” You didn’t speak more than a whisper, his ear right next to your mouth. “These past few years you’ve been learning, you’ve been willing to listen to the people around you and change. You’re not a monster, Damian, you never were. You were a child who was following orders.” 

Damian sobbed for the first time. The barbed wire around his heart loosened, the relief was so overwhelming his body acted on impulse. 

You rubbed up his back, feeling the kevlar and fabric underneath your hand. “Now you’re an adult who’s unlearning everything your grandfather taught you because you’re willing to break that trend so no one else has to feel it. And my god, are you so incredibly strong for that. That monster is not nearly as strong as you are.

“I’m so proud of how far you’ve come, my love, and you should be proud, too.” 

You shushed his next gasp for air, guiding his breaths until they could follow yours with ease. You dried his tears and kissed his wounds, letting him feel the love you held so dearly for him. When the blood was washed from his hands, you held onto them until they stopped shaking. 

Warm water washed over his shoulders, soap softening the edges of his body until he melted back into your embrace. You felt his gratitude yourself, feeling how easily he leaned into your touch and whispered his own words of thanks into your lips. You tilted his head so your eyes could meet, the green as vibrant as it once was before. You held his gaze, letting all the warmth shared between you two settle into his heart. 

“You are loved, Damian Wayne.” 

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#Damian Wayne #Damian Wayne x reader #Damian Wayne x you #Damian Wayne x y/n #angst #hurt/comfort #robin #robin x reader #robin x you #robin x y/n #batfam #batfamily #dc #dc comics #ra's al ghul

[bat-stuff]

You should have Dami make the pasta joke if you feel like it. 😉 also hope you're doing ok, girlie <3

Bruhhhhhhh

-Damian Wayne (definitely not me last week)

#robin #batboys #damian wayne incorrect quotes #damian wayne headcanon #dami wayne #damian wayne x reader #damian wayne #batman #batfam #gotham #damian wayne x y/n #damian wayne reader incorrect quotes #dami #ras al ghul

[bluetooththereptile]

Sea of tears

Fem reader x potential yanderes Bruce Wayne, Lex Luthor and Ras's Al Ghul (vampire Au)

( English is not my first language so I apologize for any mistakes in the following text.)

Note: This is a "adventurous" fiction, the reader, you, will choose a route and it will end in something much more different than the others, hope you enjoy it! sorry that it took a while for me but I had to write all of them before starting a new fic, each choice will lead to another complete fiction.

Summary: you have to choose where you'll end up and what you future will be...little you know that your choice will shape the future of the world!

Tw: mentions of death and slavery

"I didn't do anything wrong!" Your screams echoed inside the sewer, the sound of the water pouring in silencing most of the sound you made. "You shouldn't have been nosy...you knew what's waiting for nosy people, I forgave you for knowing what you shouldn't have known and still you sold me and my whole gang to the police!" You panicked more when the sewer's entrance was closed by several bars, keeping you away from your freedom. "Please! I had to do it! They had my mom! Please let me go!" You begged as water reached your hips, lifting you off the ground, you pushed your legs so you could stay on top of the water, panting for air.

You looked up at where the water came from, your former boss watching closely as the sewer got filled to the brim with water. "P-please! I'll do anything!" You said as you reached the bars, it meant the sewer was nearly filled, the water quickly drew closer to the opening, fear taking your mind. "Tsk...I'd told you...you know I won't forgive you...so why don't you shut the hell up and let the water do its work?" Your fingers were crushed under the heavy boots of your boss, but you still kept holding on to the bars for dear life.

You opened your mouth to beg again, but water reached into it, stuffing your throat as you tried to breathe, but there was no air. Your lungs desperately tried to take in air but it was just water that came inside, and after painful struggles to breathe, your body gave in. Your vision turned dark, your body feeling heavy as you sank into the water. Darkness had fully engulfed you when a hand reached out for you, pulling you out of the darkness-

"Ow!" Your roommate's whimper made you come back to reality. "Oh, I'm sorry!" You apologized quickly as you patted Rosie's head, making her huff. "Don't you have eyes? My head hurts! Brush more delicately!" She said as she glared at you in the small mirror attached to the wall,  Rosie and you had managed to get your hands on a mirror, it helped you get ready faster than the others. You pouted "Sorry! I was just thinking about what's going to happen today!" You said, and it was partly true. Your worry for the future reminded you of your unpleasant past.

Rosie sighed "I don't know about you Y/N but I'm the most hard luck of all! I'm sure I'll end up with a butcher or something like that and I have to cook for him my whole life!" You slapped her head gently "Oh shush you! Don't talk like that! The dark gods may hear you and you know how mischievous they get when they want to play with your fate!" Rosie hummed "You're right...but let's be honest...they are playing with yours more than mine right now..." the realization of what she had said made your whole body shiver as your breath caught in your chest.

"Rosie, will you stop giving Y/N a heart attack?" Jacob said as he glared at her over the letters he was reading, making the maid shut her mouth quickly. You looked at the butler as he went back to reading the letters, your heart beating faster as he looked at the three different envelopes, reading them closely. You didn't know the language of the nobles so you had asked Jacob, one of a few friends you had in the mansion, to read them for you. "Anything interesting?" You asked Jacob in a hushed voice as you continued to brush Rosie's hair.

"Shhh!" Jacob said as he glared at you as well "How many times do I have to tell you to stop talking while I'm reading something?" You silenced yourself as well as you quietly continued brushing. You could feel your heart beating like a drum in a parade, you were not the one to worry about things a lot, but this was the most urgent thing in your life in recent years! Since the time you had entered the mansion of your master, you didn't face anything as important as what was going to happen today.

You sighed and tightened your grip on the brush. You could feel your fingers tremble and tears well up in your eyes, if it was not for your make-up that you and Rosie had spent a lot of time doing, you would have cried for a solid hour to let your anxiety subside. Your life was turning upside down again! You were just feeling a little better, Master had given you more freedom now that you had proven your worth, you even had found the luxury of having your props as a slave! But suddenly your master decided on selling everything he had, and you, his precious jewel, aka his most expensive slave, were among them too, and it meant your master was in a dire situation.

Everyone including Rosie and Jacob thought that it was because of your master's countless debts to different banks and noble houses. As an alchemist who was interested in doing revolutionary inventions, your master spent too much money, and even if he was one of the few remaining human nobles, he had run out of money soon, so he had to take it from others, and without any specific income, your master was destined to meet a very harsh end. But it was not the case, only you and your master knew that the reason for this sudden rush in selling his property was you.

You, a mere human that was found in the fountain of a ruined temple of the old gods, and was taken in by humans as a slave as a form of punishment, you had stolen food from the chief of the temple, were the reason for his misery. But how could you? You were just a human, a smart one, but still illiterate to the language of the dark lands and weak, without any magic, how could you make your master lose everything he had? People didn't know why you were so precious to your master, or why you were sold at such a high price, you were as valuable as a castle! But you knew why.

When you were killed by your boss, on earth, in the world you were living in, remnants of a deity which later you'd find were the deity of lightning, pulled you between dimensions and had given you its power, the power of clean, powerful, electricity. You were given another chance and inhumane powers. But the powers that could only be used by professional alchemists. You had turned into a magical battery and your outlet was in hands of the alchemists. Despite your luck, your chance was ruined by your hunger when you had stolen from the chief priest of the temple you were found in, you were enslaved and if it was not because of the scholar nun that was examining you before the audition that you were sold in, had found out about your powers and worth, you would've been sold as a slave to the dark masters, or the noble vampires who ruled the dark lands, the world now you were trapped in. And who knew what was going to happen to you if that was your fate?

You were bought by your master and had aided him to invent devices that worked on their own with help of your energy, and if he could sell those he'd be the richest human in the dark lands. But luck was not on your master's side, because his previous head butler, who he had gotten rid of after finding out about his disastrous actions, had found out about your master's secret, the man had spat out everything in a tavern, and the tea was spilled. Most of the people were not even understanding what he was saying, but a few had, and three noble houses had found their way to your master's house and you, his precious jewel, were going to be sold to one of the noble houses, or he was ruined by their power.

How did they had managed to agree on using your consent as a way of stopping the others to take you away? you were not sure. Maybe it was related to the fact that vampires used consent to do their filthy deeds? You had heard they couldn't feed from a victim before having their consent or they'd turn into ghouls, so maybe it was like that? You didn't know...all you knew was that you had to choose from the three invitations the noble houses had sent, and be sold to them as a concubine. It was more like a slave but with a more beautiful name, you were going to be used as a pacifier for your new master's lust and greed at the same time, you hoped they were not going to make things hard on you, well, they couldn't use you if you were dead right? Vampires were famous for being brutal to their slaves.

You were scared to death, your pale face showed everything that was going on in your mind. Jacob cleared his throat, pulling you out of your thoughts. You drew a quick breath in "Well?" You asked and Jacob sighed deeply as he ran his fingers in his hair, looking down at the three invitation letters. " I have found some things in general that they three share and I have bad and good news...which one I should tell you first?" "Good news I guess?" You said as you put the brush down, sitting next to Rosie who held your hand so you wouldn't feel alone.

"The good news is, the concubine part is optional, and it depends on you, I mean...it's about consent and stuff like that but we both know those bastards use magic so consent is nowhere to be found in their logic...you'll be treated well and earn freedom if you do as what they say..." you leaned closer "And  the bad news?" "The conditions of your freedom..." you gulped, feeling the lump in your throat suffocating you already, you wanted to drown again so you wouldn't worry about your future like this. "And what are those?" "The house Luthor has the condition of having you in his house for 20 noble years..." "Hey, it's literally 200 human years!" Jacob nodded to Rosie who had said that as he continued "House Ghul is offering you freedom if you manage to please your master without dying for 20 humans years...and house Wayne...well...you have to have 6 children of your master who reach adulthood before gaining your freedom so no abortions or dying children before or after birth will be counted..."

"Why did you say there is good news? It's all bullshit!" "Well Y/N can stay in their house as a concubine for the rest of her life, you know it's better than being out there roaming the fields where ghouls and werewolves are, we know that normal people won't give her a place to stay when she leaves the noble house, even if  she's not turned into a vampire at that time which is highly unlikely." You sighed as you leaned to Rosie, your head resting on her shoulder. Why nothing turned for the better? Now you were hating the deity that had saved you so much, you wished that they were truly killed by the dark gods that now were ruling the land so you wouldn’t have to live in such misery! You just wanted your tears to take the form of a sea so you'd drown in it.

"What if she resists the invitations?" Rosie said "Are you out of your mind? She'd be in big trouble if she was going to do that!" "Well, she'd run away!" "To where? To the town where people would turn her in again? Or to the fields and forest where the monsters are so she gets eaten by them or even worse?"

You sighed as you tried your best to not cry.

"Isn't the Master of the house Wayne infamous for sleeping with the king's concubines?" Rosie said, gaining your attention "Yeah...you know how vampires are, if they don't find their true made they'll become the true forms of debauchery. And since house Wayne is one of the most powerful ones in the king's court, for sure the head of the house would turn into such a person. Head of the house Ghul is like that as well...but he has...better taste to be honest, instead of king's concubine he had affairs with the king's siblings and other court members. As the most powerful house of the court, the house ghul is indeed unbreakable." You frowned "How do you know these?" "Well servants have their connections and you know how people like to gossip when they have nothing to do!" Rosie said.

"What about House Luthor?" You asked, he seemed the more reasonable out of the three, he was not at least into ravishing you for decades. "Well, house Luthor is one of the pretty new houses, the head of the house is a Dampier which is truly rare in the court and is a rival of the house Wayne, house Luthor is after the House Wayne's place in the court." You hummed to yourself as you looked down at the letters. You were going to ponder about your past and possible future again when one of the maids knocked on the door. "Master's guests are here..." the maid said, making your blood freeze. "May the old gods be with you..." Rosie said, "I hate them!" You said as you stood up, fixing your best dress and striding out of the room, but before closing the door you made sure to turn around and share a worried look with your friends. You wished you could perish...

......

"What is your choice, my dear?" Your master's voice made you look up at the three men sitting in front of you. One of them seemed older than the others, with parts of his hair turned gray, his black eyes piercing through your soul. He was Ra's Al Ghul, head of the Ghul family. He tilted his head to the side as he scanned your form once again, stroking his chin.

At Al Ghul's right side sat Bruce Wayne, the head of house Wayne, a tall man with piercing blue eyes, you could feel as if he was going to search through your mind just with a single glance.

And at Wayne's right side was Lex Luthor, head of the house Luthor, his gleaming green eyes making you shiver in fear.

You looked back at your master who was looking at you with both regret and expectations, it was time for you to choose...you knew that they wanted something more than your flesh, they were greedy and dangerous, and no one knew what they were going to do with your powers. But if you resisted you and your master would be in so much trouble...

what to do? What to choose?

House Ghul House Wayne House Luthor Resist

#yandere batfamily #yandere batman #yandere #yandere damian wayne #yandere jason todd #yandere dick grayson #yandere tim drake #yandere x reader #yandere? maybe #yandere dc #yandere Ras's Al Ghul #yandere alghul #yandere lex luthor #fem reader #vampire au

[motherofdragons1998]

help me

some time ago I saw a story of ra's al ghul with Bruce's sister who is Batgirl, the league of assassins was in gotham and there she met Ra's who days later entered her room for weeks and they talked .... someone can you tag me please?

the story had a gif similar to the one above ☝️

#ra's al ghul #dc x reader #bruce wayne x reader #damian wayne x reader

[morgansunflower]

You Deserve To Be Happy

Jason Todd X Reader

Warnings: heavy angst, injury, blood, crying, suggestive content.

Words:1429

Arthur's notes: Good mom Talia.

Damian tries to convince Jason that he needs and deserves to be reunited with Y/N. All while he tells Y/N a secret he's been keeping from her.

Damian only sees glass shards, he reaches out to the sky helplessly, never feeling quite a fear such as this. He hoped somehow someone would catch him. He thought he was strong enough to face Ra's alone...

Just as he feels that it would be his end. A arm catches him. The young man holds the injured Robin landing onto a roof top. He didn't have time to personally strangle Ra's for trying to kill his baby brother.

Damian is gently placed on the ground. He gasps seeing the face of his dear brother. It couldn't be him, he hadn't seen him in many months. He must be hallucinating.. Damian feels his eyes shaking as he had spent many days fearing his brother would never return.

Jason didn't say a word as he gently bandages his wounds from the glass shards. Jason tapped the emergency button on his utility belt. He moved to touch Damian's forehead to attempt to calm him down. His hand stopped hearing the bat-mobile. Damian gripped his wrist with what very little strength he had. Knowing well his brothers instincts were to flee.

Jason looks seeing his desperate pleading eyes for to him to stay with him. It broke him to leave him again. As much as he wanted to be there for him. He couldn't.. He can't. So much of his pain lingered and he could hardly even bear to think of seeing Bruce again.

"I'm sorry"

"NO!! NO!!" he begged now crying missing his brother

Jason shakes his head loosening Damian's grip on his wrist lowering it carefully on Damian's chest. He leaves Damian before their father arrives.

Bruce was grateful he was alone so no one would see the tears now falling down his face. All he knew was that Ra's had been in Gotham and now judging the fact his son needs help, he knew he had a altercation with Damian.

"shh it's ok you're safe now" he promised his crying son

Bruce used the spy-contacts inspecting Damian. He noticed the bandaging. Who helped him? Anyone amongst those of whom he trusted would not leave his side, unless they wished not to be seen.

Bruce lifts Damian into his arms he didn't know his son was searching with what only strength he had for the fallen Robin.

Jason heavily breathes in and then out. He was sitting on a cold concrete floor. His eyes glow bright green and flash back to their natural color. He was scared...

He still had so much built up rage. Though Bruce is Damian's father and.. He was his father at one point. He had tried to convince himself that forcing Bruce to kill Joker would prove to him that he cared enough for him to avenge his death.. When that didn't work, he disappeared... He came back to Gotham when he caught wind that Ra's was looking for Damian.

"I know you believe because your father spared Joker's life that your own life meant nothing to him. I almost killed Joker myself but.. it would only be more blood and it wouldn't have brought you back. Losing you nearly killed him. He continues to suffer every day" Talia had said to him.

Talia left for a mission requested by her father and never returned.... Jason didn't think twice taking Damian with him. Damian met his father but Jason was long gone.

Jason tried to face Y/N but his heart became blanketed in fear. Would she even believe that it was, really him? He was scared somehow he'd hurt her again. She was the first person he remembered and the one who he would think about in his darkest moments.

....

Y/N walks into her kitchen for a late night snack she turned on the lights and yelps by the small person standing near her

"Damian! Must you startle me like that" she exclaimed.

"tt you need better locks.."

"yeah I do" she agreed annoyed "is there a reason why you've decided to sneak into my apartment unannounced?"

".. I have been keeping a secret from you.." he admitted partly because he did not know how to properly tell her everything.

"ok. Do you want some tea? We can make cookies? Then we can talk about whatever it is you want to tell me"

With their tea freshly made in their cups. Damian helps Y/N by stirring the batter. His eyes gaze to the fridge with pictures of Jason with her. He looked.. Happy. He could only remember him smiling a few times during his childhood...

Damian remembered looking through Jason's drawings as a young child. Most of them were of Y/N.. Damian had recognized her to be the person in his drawings. The first moment he met her.

He wanted to tell her about Jason just as he did his family but he knew Jason had made him promise not to. Though his loneliness was going on for far too long.

"Jason was your boyfriend?"

Her heart physically drops at the mention of his name. She cleared her throat taking a, sip of her tea.

"he uhu yeah" she bitterly smiled "he was a really great guy. He was my first boyfriend and probably my last, he was a lot like you. Loved Jane Austen, after he stole the book from me" she chuckled with a saddening smile

"Pride and Prejudice?"

She swallowed hardly her grief trying to force itself, in like a knife to her back "how.. How do you know?"

"he told me.."

Utter denial, and shock "Damian are you?..." she began to cry, her body shakes.

Damian nodded. He's alive. She began to lose her breath unable to calm down. He helps her sit on the chair, taking her tea from her hands and placed it onto the table. She knew Damian could be rude at times, but he would never lie to her. He really is alive.

"deep breaths" he said patting her back.

She listened to what he told her. She began taking deep breaths in and out repeatedly, eventually calming down enough to speak.

She holds his arms with her hands "H-how? His body.." she stuttered unable to allow the painful memory to unfold "where is he? Is he ok?"

Damian explained everything to her ending with "you may hate me if you wish for not telling you sooner"

"no! No! I could never hate you. It's ok" her lips tremble as she began to cry again "oh Jason" she cried

She covered her face in her hands as she sobs. Damian laid his head on her shoulder to comfort her.

....

Jason began stepping down the ladder into the underground bomb shelter to Gotham PD his current hideout.

"here to take my book, Twerp?" Jason asked his baby brother

Damian was infuriated Jason could always know when he was there just like Talia. He could never sneak up on either of them.

Jason turns the lights on seeing Damian standing a few feet away from him.

"I told Y/N"

Jason's heart beats rapidly "you did what?!"

"you are wrong not to tell her you're alive" Damian accused

"dammit kid. This is none of your business!" he snapped taking off his jacket.

"tt you are miserable which makes it my business!" Damian scoffed

"I'm fine" Jason lied bitter

"she misses you.. She wants to see you Jason.. She has not healed from losing you.. She wants to be with you and I will not stand by to allow you to give up"

He was right. The kid was right.

....

Jason rings the door bell holding flowers in his hand. She opens the door. She grips the door handle tightly bracing herself against the side of the door. So she wouldn't fall from her knees becoming weak.

Y/N knew he was alive but to see him.. To actually see his blue eyes that she had only been able to see in her brokenhearted memories.

"I couldn't remember what fl-fl--" he cleared his throat becoming emotional "flowers you like until I remembered.. I remembered us at the.. The fair and you.." his eyes start to shake

She wraps her arms around him letting herself break, but the best thing was that it was in his arms. She feels she can finally breathe.

Jason takes a deep breath as he began to cry. He had spent so many times thinking about this moment and fearing the worst. Though it was worth it. She was worth it..

The new couple knew Damian was so going to take credit for this...

Requested taglist@too-strong-to-losee @asrainterstellar

#Jason Todd X Reader #Angst #Batfamily #Bad Ra's al Ghul #Crying #Fluff #Reunion #Damian Wayne #Hurt #Comfort #Secrets #Guilt #Jason Todd needs a hug

[dreamsfullofwoe]

Prezada filha mais velha de Bruce Wayne,

Perdoe-me por escrever esta carta sem o seu consentimento ou conhecimento prévio. Eu sei que nossas famílias têm uma história conturbada, mas eu espero que você possa olhar além disso e entender que eu a escrevo com sinceridade.

Eu não posso negar que sempre admirei sua inteligência, coragem e habilidades excepcionais. Você é uma mulher notável e eu sinto uma grande atração por sua força de caráter. Desde que a vi pela primeira vez, eu percebi que você era diferente de todas as mulheres que já conheci. E quando descobri que você era a filha de Bruce Wayne, percebi que estava diante de alguém ainda mais especial.

Eu não posso evitar sentir uma certa afinidade com Bruce, pois compartilhamos muitas crenças e objetivos. Mas, ao contrário dele, eu sou capaz de enxergar além da justiça convencional e da ordem estabelecida. Eu acredito que é preciso fazer escolhas difíceis para alcançar um bem maior. E é por isso que eu acho que nós poderíamos ser grandes aliados e até mesmo, quem sabe, mais do que isso.

Eu sei que Bruce já tem uma família, mas eu espero que você considere a possibilidade de explorar nossos sentimentos e conexões. Eu sou um homem de recursos e tenho muito a oferecer, tanto em termos de proteção quanto de amor e cuidado.

De qualquer forma, eu espero que esta carta não seja recebida como uma ameaça ou uma invasão de privacidade. Eu só queria expressar meus sentimentos e dizer que estou aberto a um diálogo e a uma possível aproximação.

Com sinceros votos de felicidade e prosperidade,

Ra's Al Ghul

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[batmanlovesnirvana]

Have anyone thought that the father daughter relationship between Talia Al Ghul and Ras Al Ghul, is quite similar to Alicent Hightower and Otto Hightower in hotd ? To some extinct at least.

Idk I’ve been watching some edits and they give off the same vibes.

#the batman #talia al ghul #ras al ghul #dc #dc movies #gotham #dc comics #dc universe #bruce wayne #bruce wayne imagine #house of dragons #alicent hightower #otto hightower #hotd x reader

[lazycats-stuff]

Depois de ver sua última postagem do ra's, tive que vir fazer esse pedido.

Leitor tendo a idade de Dick e sendo filho biológico de Bruce, Ra's e ele têm um relacionamento e estão prestes a se casar.

(no dia do casamento temos a liga da justiça e os bandidos presentes, você decide como continuar, por favor tenha um momento fofo entre pai e filho)

Okay, here is a translation for everyone (including me) who don't speak Portuguese:

After seeing your last post from ra's, I had to come make this request. Reader being Dick's age and being Bruce's biological son, Ra's and he have a relationship and are about to get married. (on the wedding day we have the justice league and the bad guys present, it's up to you how to proceed, please have a cute moment between father and son)

Summary: (Y/N) is getting married to Ra's. Bruce is not sure how to proceed.

Warnings: everyone put their own differences aside for our couple, Bruce is proud and emotional, fluff, wedding fluff, (Y/N)'s mom is not Talia, emotional family, mentions of the Light.

Bruce was still in shock. Even days later after being told the biggest news in his life right now. It has been a normal dinner with Ra's and (Y/N). The two have been together for about 3 years now and even though everyone was skeptic of the relationship at first, later they saw how (Y/N) was being treated.

Somehow, Bruce has felt at ease, but there is always that underlaying feeling of fear for his son being manipulated, but he didn't let his son or anyone else see it. (Y/N) is happy, Ra's is happy with is son and treats him like he is royalty.

When (Y/N) moved out of the manor to live with Ra's, Bruce had to admit, it was difficult. (Y/N) has moved to a whole another side of the world and Bruce was sad, but it was (Y/N)'s life and he is an adult. And Bruce has made sure that the manor is always a place where (Y/N) can come back.

There would be no judgement if something is to happen with (Y/N)'s and Ra's relationship. Bruce has threatened Ra's that if he hurt (Y/N) in any way, shape or form, Bruce would go after Ra's big time and would destroy everything that Ra's has built.

Ra's has promised Bruce that he genuinely loves (Y/N) and would never do something to hurt him intentionally or unintentionally.

Bruce knows that Ra's doesn't lie and that he is a man of his word, but there is always that fear in back of Bruce's mind. He knows Ra's very well and is aware of everything he has done.

(Y/N) and Bruce have been talking about the changes on the phone during their talks on the phones whenever they managed, but it was at least once a day. (Y/N), as much as he loved his suit and his vigilante identity, he has decided to retire it for now.

And as much as it pained Bruce to hear it, again, this is (Y/N)'s life and he can do what he wants. At first, Bruce thought that Ra's forced him to retire it, but (Y/N) and Ra's quickly shut down the idea of being forced.

Bruce could only sigh quietly in relief.

But one thing that he didn't expect to hear from his son was 'Ra's proposed to me.' That made Bruce head spin and he swore that everything went blank for a moment.

Then he passed out cold after standing up. There were shouts of his name and he was promptly hauled onto the couch, Alfred putting a cold towel in his head. He suspected that his blood pressure that just went down.

Bruce came to after 5 minutes and he gave his son a hug. He will swear and claim until the day he dies that it was from shock and not from anything else. Pure shock. And it takes a lot to get Bruce to pass out from shock and just to shock him in general.

Ra's, as much as he was concerned for Bruce as his father in law, he wanted to laugh. But then he realized that the others would go after him big time and (Y/N) would be mad at him.

Bruce and Ra's don't talk about it at all. Even when Bruce was with his son in (Y/N)'s room. It was nerve wracking for (Y/N), who never thought that he would ever get married. Especially in front of the League of Light too, but everyone came as civilians.

They have agreed to keep things civil for Ra's and (Y/N).

And once the wedding is over, they are going to go back to fighting once more. Bruce watched as (Y/N) paced, nervous in his white tuxedo.

" Bruce, I'm so nervous. " (Y/N) said, rubbing his face.

" What is there to be nervous about? I know you love him and that he loves you. " Bruce said and (Y/N) chuckled, shaking his head.

" I love him Bruce. There is no doubt about it. I wouldn't have said yes if I didn't love him. " (Y/N) said and sat on the bed next to Bruce.

" You know what you didn't tell me? " Bruce prompted as he put an arm around (Y/N)'s shoulders.

" What would that be? "

" It would be how he proposed to you. I passed out when you told me and then we didn't talk about the proposal, we talked about the wedding preparations here. I still can't believe that the Light is in my garden. " Bruce grumbled and (Y/N) chuckled quietly.

" All right, I will tell you the story now. " (Y/N) said, adjusting himself in his old room. It felt very weird to be back here after moving to live with Ra's.

" He came to Gotham and we went to my favorite restaurant. " (Y/N) started, sighing quietly and dream like. He leaned on Bruce and Bruce happily allowed it.

" Then he took me to Paris, you always know I wanted to visit. And in a VIP booth of the restaurant we were in, he started telling him I'm the best thing that has ever happened to him and then he got down on one knee and popped the question. I cried for 10 minutes. " (Y/N) said and Bruce snorted.

" I didn't think you were such a sappy person. " Bruce joked and (Y/N) tried to get away from him in mock hurt, but Bruce hugged him tightly. " I'm just kidding son. "

" You better. " (Y/N) said and Bruce smiled.

" You know, I never thought that you would be getting married. " Bruce said, giving (Y/N) a soft kiss to the head. " Especially not to Ra's. "

" Way to ruin the moment B. " (Y/N) said, patting his dad on the arm to let him go.

" Are you ready to go? " Bruce said and (Y/N) nodded. Was he really ready? He had enough anxiety for at least 3 people so that would probably not be a yes, but a no.

" Just relax. Once you exchange vows and you have your first dance, you will want to get out of here. "

(Y/N) just raised his brow in question. " And you know that how? " (Y/N) asked as Bruce lead him through the familiar halls.

" A good friend told me. Now, put a ring on him and go to your honey moon. Where are you going? Bahamas, Maldives... " Bruce started, trying to coax an answer.

" Actually, we are going to Switzerland. He has a cabin there and it has just snowed. "

" So you, Ra's and the woods? " Bruce asked, crinkling his noes together. (Y/N) smacked Bruce's arm at the implication.

" Stop it. " (Y/N) warned with a warm smile, no anger in his voice or face. Just pure amusement.

" You know I'm kidding. Now, lets get this show on the road. " Bruce said, adjusting his grip on (Y/N). Bruce still didn't believe that he would give him away, as if he was a bride, to Ra's.

(Y/N) took a deep breath when the music started. Bruce didn't show any type of anxiety, but he was... He does not really feel like he can do this calmly.

The ceremony went without a single hitch. A single one. Bruce and the rest of the guests have shed some tears when the vows were being exchanged. These two really love one another. Bruce wiped his eyes quickly and hugged Damian from the side. Damian was quietly crying from the emotions he felt.

Damian has never felt those emotions. Ever in his life. Jason, Dick and Tim weren't doing any better. Dick was on the verge of wailing and Jason was just trying not to cry. Tim was crying quietly in his seat. He was huffing quietly and everyone clapped when the two shared a kiss.

They had their first dance outside on the stage outside in the garden. The two were surrounded by gentle light, dancing to their song. Bruce had to hide inside after the dance to compose himself. After he got some composure back, he went outside to the garden.

He watched the villains as they mingled through the crowd. Bruce knows for a fact that they all want to hurt one another, but it is nice to see that they can all be civil for once.

Especially when they all knew each others identities. The reason why they don't even try to kill one another is because there is the factor of revenge. You do something to the kids, you can expect the world to be burned to the ground.

And if you go after the parents too, the kids are going to burn the world for them. Same would go for the villains and their kids too.

In conclusion, the world would burn.

Bruce had to admit it was all nice to see. There are no plans to destroy something, nothing to send a message or just hurt anyone. Just people having fun and celebrating love.

" Hey dad. " (Y/N) greeted as he sat down next to his father outside in the garden. Everyone moved inside to continue celebrating, but Bruce needed some air. And evidently so did (Y/N).

" You left Ra's already? " Bruce teased and (Y/N) snorted at the statement.

" No. I left him to deal with everyone talking. I have hit my social limit. Ra's is thankfully an extrovert who can do it for hours on end. " (Y/N) said and Bruce had to nod at that.

" I still can't believe you got married. " Bruce said, looking at his son in his white tuxedo. He appeared relaxed and happy, despite being surrounded by a lot of people, both heroes and villains.

" I know. I'm more shocked by the fact that everyone is civil tonight. " (Y/N) noted and Bruce had to admit, it is shocking. But as long there is no trouble, it will all go smooth.

" I want to thank you. For allowing us to have the ceremony and reception here. " (Y/N) said and Bruce hugged him tightly.

" No need to thank me. I will do it for every one of you. Expect for maybe Damian. I love him, but I don't think that he will open his mind to love. " Bruce said, resting his head on top of (Y/N)'s.

" Never say never B. Give him time. " (Y/N) mumbled and Bruce nodded. He looked over to the entrance where Ra's was standing, watching the scene. (Y/N) turned in Bruce's arms, smiling at Ra's, his husband.

Still a weird thing to say.

" I don't mean to intrude, but we have to go to our honeymoon. " Ra's said and Bruce let go.

" I will walk you both out. " Bruce said and led the duo through the house to the front entrance. The other boys followed too and Alfred also decided to see his grandson off.

" Now, I want weekly phone calls and dinners at least every 3 months. Ra's is invited too. " Bruce said as he hugged his son and shook hands with Ra's.

" You know the drill, something happens to (Y/N), Alfred is going after you. " Bruce said and Ra's nodded. (Y/N) said goodbye to his brothers and Alfred with hugs and promises of communication often. After the goodbyes, Ra's and (Y/N) got into the car and left.

Bruce brought his sons and Alfred into a hug when the left. Everyone teared up to a certain degree.

" I can't believe he grew up. " Dick said, tears flowing.

" I can't believe I don't have my partner in crime anymore. " Jason said, wiping his eyes every second.

" I can't believe he is... No. He is not grown up. " Tim declared.

" I can't believe that he is marrying my grandfather. " Damian declared with some amusement in his voice and everyone laughed.

" And I can't believe that (Y/N) grew up in front of my eyes. " Alfred concluded the circle and now everyone officially teared up at this thought.

" Now, get some composure and then we are going to escort the guests and then we are going to break down. " Alfred said, wiping his eyes.

There was a chorus of yups and yesses. Damian yawned and couldn't even stand at this point.

" Dick, I need you to carry me to my room. " Damian said and Dick nodded.

" I don't know if I can sleep when (Y/N) isn't officially here anymore. " Jason has admitted and an unspoken sleepover arranged.

" My room, 10 minutes? " Dick said, putting Damian over his shoulder as if he was a sack of potatoes.

" Yup." Was the unanimous answer.

" Master Bruce, I will need some assistance. I need someone who can take those villains on. I feel like I'm going to get my ass kicked. " Alfred said as he turned to walk back to the house.

The others followed too and Bruce stayed for a few moments. It will be difficult to adjust to (Y/N)'s absence, but they will manage. If (Y/N) doesn't call weekly, he will have to resort to kidnapping him back home.

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Ok so don’t mind my bad art but this is a sneak peek at some of the characters I have made for joker kills i know it is talking 10000ys but I’m drawing a lovely amount of ocs so you can have an idea on what they look like this will be the main character h/n is either ( violet Robin , Cupid, violet robber , flashy raven , crimson mistress, night shade, safari or mockingbird)

Ok so please let me know what do would the the aint hero name to be ! I would appreciate it

You can expect to see something later today !

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