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kieran-granola · 5 months

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Identity Porn AOB scenario in which alpha Roy and omega Jason work together but they don't know each other's real ID.

Jason has a massive crush on Arsenal but there's no way he's outing himself as an omega to anyone from the cape community. He'd rather pine. Meanwhile Roy is VERY bisexual and crushing hard on Red Hood... but he doesn't want to jeopardize their relationship with a one night stand, and he's not getting serious with anyone he's not sure he could introduce to his baby girl.

So, they both repress their feelings. They bury them deep deep into the dark recesses of their minds and stick to friendship.

...Then a hot single alpha dad moves into the flat next door to Jason's.

It's nothing serious at first. They're just neighbors. Then they start spending time together. They invite each other over for dinner, they help each other build furniture, they share tips about the neighborhood and go grocery shopping together. Stuff like that.

And the more they hang out together, the more they resonate... and both of them start to fall for each other in their civvies.

They hide it, of course. Jason because he doesn't want to expose an unsuspecting child to the risks that come with being a vigilante's stepkid, and Roy because he's pretty convinced he's totally out of the bombshell omega next door's league.

Then Roy's season comes around. He leaves Lian with Ollie and Dinah and holes up for his rut. He does his best to be a considerate neighbor. He spends a week alone, getting re-acquainted with his hands and humping his bed, smothering his growls into his pillows.

Unfortunately for Jason, despite Roy's efforts, the noise and smell of his rut carry. It wouldn't be too much of an inconvenience for anyone else, but Jason is already attuned to him, and that combination triggers a sympathetic heat.

This means that Roy comes down from his rut after a week — exhausted, missing his kid and just looking forward to denning down and sleeping — only to smell the last days of Jason's heat. Roy hears the desperate cries for pack that Jason just isn't able to suppress anymore after days of heat fever when he walks in front of his door on his way to go pick Lian up. His wires get crossed so bad because fuck, he wants this omega in his den with them, bracketing Lian with him, safe and comfortable instead of in pain and lonely... And so when Jason's heat ends, Roy awkwardly shows up to ask for a movie night with the three of them, just to soothe his need to comfort and protect.

Jason is like... he waited for the end of my heat to knock at my door AND he's offering platonic affection? With a PUP when Jason's paternal instincts are still raw from heat? Be still his beating heart.

Arsenal: "I won't be around for patrol on Friday. Don't miss me too much, yeah?"

Red Hood: "Don't worry, I won't even notice."

Arsenal: "Oh, I see. Let me get my Bat-translator... Yeah, I love you too, buddy."

Red Hood: "Fuck off. I meant that literally. I won't be patrolling either."

Arsenal: "Ooooh. Hot date?"

Red Hood: "Hotter than your dumb ass, that's for sure."

Anyway.

Lian falls asleep between them during the movie, and they stay cuddled up together for a while after, just enjoying the feeling of safety. Eventually, Roy puts her in bed, before offering Jason a drink.

Jason is more relaxed than he's ever been, and agrees. Roy gets them both a beer, and goes to sit at a respectable distance, but Jason holds him back by the wrist because, "C'mon, alpha, hold me? Those arms have gotta be good for something."

Roy blue screens for a second thinking of all the things he could do to the cheeky O on his couch before sitting down like, "If you're gonna objectify my arms, does that mean i have permission to talk about your thighs?"

"Only if you're offering to let me wrap them around your neck."

Roy bursts out laughing. "I don't know if you're threatening me with violence or if you're asking for head."

"Hmm..." Jason settles into Roy's arms. "I haven't decided yet. Ask me again when I'm done with that beer."

Despite Jason's brazenness, they don't fuck that night. Even after a few days of rest, they're both exhausted from their seasons and not actually up for anything. Instead, they fall asleep intertwined on the couch.

The next morning, Roy wakes up to Lian poking his cheek. He's surprised and disappointed when he realizes Jason isn't in his arms anymore, but he's also a bit relieved that Lian didn't catch them in an awkward position... And then he smells coffee and breakfast, and all of the negative feelings are replaced by affection and lust when he spots Jason cooking.

Fast forward to a week later. Roy begged the fam to babysit, and invited Jason out to dinner "to repay him for breakfast". They go to a restaurant and spend the whole meal flirting, then they both head home together. That's when the two of them fall into bed.

Sex with Jason is a lot wilder than Roy expected, and holy shit Jason's muscles definitely aren't for show... But hey! He's not complaining. Jason's pussy feels even sweeter after a bit of wrestling, and Roy is perfectly happy to get pinned down and ridden within an inch of his life if that's what his omega is looking for.

That is... Until he notices a VERY familiar scar that he remembers seeing when he was tending to one of Red Hood's wounds in the field.

Every single one of their interactions comes rushing back to him. Their camaraderie in the field, the fun they've had as civilians... It all flashes through his mind as he finally connects the dots and realizes how similar Red Hood and Jason are and why.

"You're Red Hood," Roy blurts out.

Jason frowns and slows his movements. "Seriously? Did you have to wait to be balls deep in my cunt to be delusional?"

"I'm not delusional. You're Red Hood. And I'm Arsenal."

"Is this a kink? Are you into rolepla—"

"Jason. I know that scar. I saw it when I stitched you up after Clayface threw you into that fucking piece of rebar."

Jason tenses, and goes still. Roy bites down a groan at the feeling. "How long have you known?"

"About 30 seconds."

"For real?" Jason growls low in his throat and makes a move to dismount. "And you couldn't have waited 10 minutes to have this conversation?"

Roy whines and holds him back by the hips. "In my defense, my brain isn't getting a lot of blood right now. Please don't stop, you feel amazing."

"...You're a fucking dumbass, Harper."

"Maybe, but I'm your dumbass. Come on, please—"

Jason snaps his teeth in annoyance and presses him down into the pillows by the shoulders. "Fine. But if you come before me, I will shoot you."

"Yessir."

By the time the two of them are sated and lying next to each other, Roy is feeling a little bit more normal about his discovery. It's an unexpected but not unwelcome development. They share a cigarette and talk about it, and they both agree to keep dating. There's nothing left to hide between them after all, and it's not like they can uncross the lines they blasted through in their civvies. Their friendship has already been changed. They just have to hope that it's been changed for the better.

(Years later, sitting next to each other at Lian's middle school graduation, they'll thank the Universe for pushing them together despite their hang-ups. Friends, lovers, husbands... their titles in each other's lives have changed over the years but one thing hasn't: the complicity and love they share are still as bright and warm as they were when they first learned to trust each other.)

#jayroy #jason todd #roy harper #omegaverse #royjay #kieran writes

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kisskiss-slashslash · 1 year

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Slashers when their S/O is crying

Jason Voorhees

Jason first notices how eerily quiet it is when he comes home to the little shack you both live in. Normally you come out to greet him as soon as you hear him come in, so he is pretty alarmed.

He finds you sitting next to your bed, wrapped up in blankets and with reddened eyes.

His immediate reaction is anger; not at you but at who- or whatever caused you to be in this state. He kneels down in front of you and cups your face with both hands to make you look at him. You give him a shakey smile.

“Oh, hi, Jason. I didn’t hear you come home.” You pull the blankets around you even tighter. “Don’t worry, I’m fine. Just having a really bad brain day, that’s all.”

He sits down next to you and pulls you onto his lap, so you can curl up against him. And he will not let you go until you’re feeling better.

Freddy Krueger

Freddy doesn’t mind you sleeping more than usual, after all, the more you sleep, the more time he gets with you. But even he notices that the time you spend sleeping is getting pretty excessive. And even worse, when you pop up in his realm, you look like a complete mess. Your eyes are red, you walk around like a zombie and are obviously dealing with a very stubborn runny nose.

“Who do I need to kill?”, he asks, all business. He isn’t really the type to offer emotional support but he is always quick to offer practical help. If that practical help is murder, at least, and really, isn’t it always?

“I just had a shitty day at work”, you reply lamely.

“Every day has been a shitty day at work for the past month or so.”

“Yeah…”

He remains quiet for a short moment. “So who do I need to kill? A coworker? Your boss?”

“You can’t solve every problem with murder, Fred.”

“I disagree.”

“Of course you do.”

“I mean”, he continues. “It’s usually not my style to go after adults, but I would make an exception if they’re messing with you. I could make it look like and accident, or a sudden heart attack in their sleep, or-”

“Fred”, you interrupt him, finding the familiar feeling of a giggle bubbling up in your chest. That son of a gun actually managed to help you forget your stress for a bit. “Thanks, but I’ll be fine.”

“Suit yourself.”

Vincent Sinclair

He somehow got it in his head that secretly drawing you would be a fantastic idea. It would be the drawing-version of candid shots. Capture you at your most natural, when you think that nobody else is watching.

What he did not expect, however, was to find you curled up on the couch, quietly sobbing to yourself.

He drops the sketchbook and pen onto the nearest table and sits down next to you.

You flinch. “Oh… Vincent.” You wipe at your eyes. “It’s nothing, don’t worry, it’s just…” You swallow the lump in your throat. “I…I was helping Lester with the roadkill pit, and we came across a deer that had just been hit, and it was still alive, and…” Your voice dies in your throat. “The poor thing looked so scared.”

Odd, really, how you could see humans die, and even help their killers, but seeing an animal in such a pitiful state is too much for you. “I don’t think Lester is gonna let me help him again anytime soon.”

Vincent lets you lean on him and gently rubs your shoulders and back to soothe you, until your sniffles slowly die down and you doze off in his arms.

Brahms Heelshire

He sees you crying through the crack in the walls, and immediately feels his protective instinct flare up. Who hurt you? Hell, who COULD hurt you? You hardly ever left the house. Had someone said something to you over the phone? Had you gotten a letter than upset you?

He says your name, in his child-like voice, which gets your attention. “Please stop crying. I don’t like it when you cry.”

You straighten up and put on a brave face. “It’s alright, Brahms, I’m fine.” You go quiet for a moment. “Brahms, you never took any letters or phonecalls meant for me, did you?”

“No”, he replies honestly. He had toyed with the idea to isolate you like that, of course, but in the end, even Brahms’ selfishness had limits.

Your eyes fill with tears once again. “Not once have any of my family or friends tried to contact me, ever since I arrived here. Do they not care about me?”

Brahms is quiet. What is he supposed to say to that? “Then…. if your family and friends don’t care about you, then I will care about you extra hard to make up for it.”

You wipe the tears away again and find yourself smiling.

Oh Brahms… Never change.

Bubba Sawyer

Unless you have been raised that way, like the Sawyers were, the ethical implications of eating human meat do occasionally catch up to you. And then you find yourself bent over the toilet, or a bucket, sobbing in between bouts of noisy vomiting.

You only notice Bubba when he starts stroking your head, and smearing the blood on his hand all over your hair in the process.

You try to somehow regain your composure, while Bubba helps you up and urges you to the nearest chair. The fact that that chair is made of human bones and decorated with even more human bones however doesn’t really help matters.

When you show no sign of calming down, Bubba panics a little. He looks around, trying to think of a way to make you feel better. Then he rushes out of the room. After a few seconds, you hear clucking, and Bubba comes back, trailing feathers and bedding from the chicken room behind him, and with his favourite chicken cradled in his arms. He carefully places the animal on your lap, urging you to hold onto it.

The chicken, quite used to being held and handled, is warm and soft. You run your fingers over its feathers, chuckling softly when it idly pecks at the sleeves of your shirt.

“Thank you, Bubsy”, you say. “Didn’t think that cuddling with a chicken was what I needed, yet here I am.” After a moment of silence, you add:”...Can you keep stroking my hair? That was nice, too.”

Bubba, of course, happily obliges.

#slasher x reader #brahms heelsire x reader #vincent sinclair x reader #bubba sawyer x reader #jason voorhees x reader #freddy krueger x reader

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duckytree · 1 year

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current bat games au lore

ok so here is part of what we have so far:

jason is no longer from district 2, he was originally a scrappy orphan from 12; he changed his name to "RED" after lazrus therapy and becoming a gladiator

Nightwing has a notorious reputation in the capitol as vain and bitchy. he constantly gets procedures done to look as young and beautiful as possible and will actively sabotage the new tributes' relationships with the capitol citizens. in reality, he is trying to protect the younger victors from being sexually exploited by putting himself on the front lines as the sex symbol

tim is the newest victor of the games. his mentor was barbara and they are both secretly working for the anti-capitol resistence.

damian is the political baby of a strategic union between talia and bruce to unite their clans without drawing suspicion from the government on why they're working closely. his parents are both big players in the capitol.

the al ghuls are the tinfoil hat conspiracy theorists of the capitol who believe the revolution is nigh. but instead of underground bunkers they prepare for the apocalypse by training their children in several warrior arts

bruce's alter ego is batman, political terrorist who is working behind the scenes to take down capitol corruption (good luck buddy)

the capitol has a capped maximum on how much wealthy citizens can donate as sponsorship because otherwise bruce wayne would sponsor all the kids in an effort for them to live

when jason was thrown into the arena, he had no living mentor and had to fend for himself. batman secretly helped him with tips and advice on how to survive

Nightwing tried to talk bruce out of sponsoring jason in the arena. it wasn't out of cruelty; he just thought it would be a better investment to sponsor a child who is more likely to live instead of a starving little boy from the weakest district bound to die. bruce sponsored jason anyway

bruce's parents were assassinated for the treasonous act of believing district citizens deserved human rights

jason's abundance of sponsorships made him a target in the arena. he got really messed up and had to go through a brutal, traumatic, and experimental rehabilitation called the lazarus project. he came out of it brain damaged and now most of his body consists of lab-grown flesh or robotic parts. (notice his fake eyes and how most of his body is covered up)

the hunger games are like the annual SuperBowl. for the rest of the year the capitol citizens enjoy entertainment like celebrity escorts (Nightwing) or gladiator games, which is basically the WWE but more deadly and no predetermined winner (RED)

gladiators all have a number that is worn by players and fans alike. most gladiators wear theirs on their armour but RED wears his as a corpse identification tag on his ear

tim purposefully makes himself seem boring and unlikable so that the capitol will allow him to go home rather than stay at the capitol like nightwing and RED.

tim is probably on like 10 different government watchlists

damian keeps nightwing around as a friend/babysitter, since he gave every other one he had a mental breakdown

damian keeps jason around as a personal weaponsmith/arms instructor (hired by talia)

talia and bruce have split custody of damian

nightwing and RED are top-celebs in their fields

bruce's name is brucellosis I'm sorry that's just the way it is

bruce stopped sponsoring for a while after jason's injury cause he blamed himself

hunger games sponsors are like gambling or horse race betting. if your sponsored victor lives you get more money back. but it is so costly with such high stakes that most people don't do it

nightwing volunteered for some random kid who he had no connection with because he has no self-preservation and is kinda self sacrificing like that

nightwing's mentor was starfire. he had a massive crush on her and she'd pat his head

RED has a tense relationship with bruce and Nightwing but also trusts them more than anyone else

there are more but they require more context and characters so hang tight. suggestions welcome! just dm me in my inbox

#nightwing #red hood #red robin #robin #batman #dick grayson #jason todd #tim drake #damian wayne #bruce wayne #brucellosis wayne #batfam #hunger games #hunger games au #asks #duckytree

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adoristsposts · 7 months

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Y/n and Justin Herbert have a 3 month old and in the middle of the night their baby starts to cry, y/n is exhausted from getting up every night to care for a crying child Justin notices and takes over for the night, the baby and him have a bonding moment he talks and soothes the baby.

author's note; i neeeeed to write for hockey but he is the only thing on my mind i can't help myself summary; a kid was all the two of you could think about for ages- but now that your daughter is officially in the world, the late nights and early mornings aren't exactly easy. word count; 0.9K warnings; mention of vomit, pregnancy + babies, mention of sex, unedited characters; Reader x Justin Herbert

Having a baby with Justin was one of the best decisions you had ever made. It fell right in front of marrying him in the first place. And both of you had reaped the benefits of your pregnancy. Attention and gifts made the sore back and swollen ankles worth it. Justin had even been stopped by a few players he looked up to to be congratulated and given tips. Hell, Jason Kelce had reached out, which sent you into a bit of a fangirl fit. And while you had found Justin sexy as hell before hand, nothing made him more beautiful to you than watching him with your baby. He could be covered in her vomit, for gods sake, and you'd still be convinced he was the most gorgeous sight you had ever seen.

He still had football, though. He spent as little time at practice as he could, but the chunk of the day he was gone had led to a firm agreement: he dealt with her at night. "She gets me all day," you told him. "I will put milk in a bottle and you will let me sleep through the night." Which never fully worked out. You were easier to raise from sleep than he was. It got to the point where exhaustion crept up on you and you were snappy and annoyed all day. You would stomp around the house, calming yourself only for the baby or Justin. Once, his brother had made the mistake of saying the house was a mess and Justin had to laugh and put his arm around you to stop you from throwing a dinner plate at his head.

So this time, when the sound of her crying woke him, Justin told you to go back to bed and that he would deal with it. He groaned as he padded across the room and took her out of her crib. His height was not an advantage when it came to leaning over it. "Hi, pretty," He greeted, taking her out of the room with him. The pet name had come to him out of nowhere- as a family of all boys, neither he nor his brothers had ever been called 'pretty'. But by god, was his daughter beautiful. She coughed with her mouth open, threw up on him, burped, and did all other bodily functions with no shame, but to him she was perfect because she looked like the two of you. Which sounded insane- she was three months old with barely a hair on her head, but he could feel the resemblance in his soul more than see it. Sappy. He was becoming sappy. He cooed to her and bobbed her in his arms to calm her down as he looked in the fridge for the milk you had put aside. "You hungry baby?" He asked when she finally stopped crying. He groaned over dramatically as he put her in her high chair to amuse her. The giggle that came out of her sent his heart soaring.

Warming the bottle usually took a while. So he moved her chair to where he could see her and the water. "You wanna hear about how me and mommy met? Or my teammates?" The second one elicited another giggle. "I would obviously rather tell you about my wonderful wife, but sweaty guys work too," He joked. He explained football to her, as he had done before and would continue to do. His daughter was going to grow up to be as big a football fan as he could get her to be. He continued on, talking about recent trades and injuries, inside jokes, the ones he was sure she would like when she started being able to really comprehend what was going on around her.

"Did you know, when you came, I had the doctors convinced your mom had an affair?" Justin told her. She looked up at him with big blue eyes and it was almost as if she wanted him to continue. "There's this quote from the Grinch- you'll start quoting things, soon- where he says 'Hey, honey! Our baby's here! He looks just like your boss,'" Justin laughed to himself at the memory. "I said it to your mom, you see, when you popped out of her. And the nurses and doctors were mortified- they thought I was serious! It was so embarrassing to have to explain to them I was quoting the Grinch." Her bottle was ready, and so he scooped her back up and began to feed her. "If you throw up on me I'm going to have to show up to practice in one of your mom's blouses- I am fresh out of clothes," he warned. The food went down smoothly, thank God.

He rocked her until she fell back asleep. When he turned to walk back into your room, you were standing in the doorframe. "I told you to go back to sleep," Justin said softly. You smiled and padded over to him. "You're very good with children." "Thanks. I practiced on my hamster," Justin finished the quote. He pressed a kiss on your forehead when you reached him. "You're so handsome," You told him, "I love watching you with her." "Careful," Justin warned, "we have a roommate- no sex, I'm afraid." "Mmm," You hummed, "She'll get a sibling as soon as she moves into her own room."

#adoristsposts #anon request #justin herbert fluff #justin herbert #justin herbert fic #la chargers #la chargers fic #nfl #nfl fic #nfl fluff #he is giving me baby fever #i actually saw a photo of him with kids the other day and tweeted it with the caption 'i understand the whole baby fever thing now'

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kayadrake123 · 1 year

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Batboys x Thor!Reader

I HAVE TO I HAVE TO I HAVE TO. I just rewatched Ragnarok and I have seen a few posts speaking about Thor!Reader x the Batboys and I just had to write this. Please can people start making more headcanons and stories about this! Anyways, this is gender neutral and race neutral. I have also included some Marcel characters as well so hehehee enjoy!

Dick Grayson

First off, Dick loves your humour and how you deal with tricky situations

Like he admires how you can make lighthearted jokes as a giant dragon is trying to eat you

Which brings us to how you met

You piss off a lot of people, and this time you had happened to piss off someone with a dragon that’s trained to hunt down people

You knew you had to get off the beasts radar, so you went to the one place everyone would least expect you to be: Gotham City

Unfortunately the dragon wasn’t as dumb as you thought and followed you there, which ended with a lot of damage to Gotham’s streets, an angry dragon trying to bite your head off and an even angrier Batman

Nightwing joined the fight and just as he thought he was going to die when the dragon went for him, your hammer went straight through the beast and saved him

”Dragons have never really liked me that much”

”What?”

”Which is weird since they’re meant to be like puppies. I’m good with puppies.”

”They’re meant to be like WHAT?!”

He instantly fell in love with you. He enjoys how fearless and determined you are, even if you get beat up by a large creature occasionally.

You care about those you love and would do anything for them, something both of you share.

He understands your complicated relationship with your adopted sibling the best out of everyone you know, since it’s kinda similar to the one he used to have with Jason.

He knows your strong asf, but it never stops him from worrying about you.

He would do absolutely anything and everything for you.

He’ll never admit it but whenever you go into space and you take him with you, he gets really nauseous. Space makes him feel sick.

A lot of your enemies like to use him against you, and visa versa. It usually ends with the criminal being in critical condition in hospital after you beat the shit out of them. (Yes you beat up your own kidnappers)

Jason Todd

You were in a library cursing at the book in your hand as Jason walked past you.

He found it amusing how you were trying to be quiet as the librarian had shushed you a couple of times already, but what really prompted hi, to approach you was the fact that the book you were cursing at was a Greek mythology one.

He’s never seen anyone that worked up over a book about the Gods before.

The answer he received from you was one he was not expecting

”This goddamn book has so many inaccuracies! Thor is not the God/Goddess of Lighting, it’s Thunder you fucking idiots! They always get me confused with Zeus…”

”…What?”

When you saw his confusion, you held your hand out to greet him.

“Thor, child of Odin. And you are?”

”Uh, Jason…son of Bruce?”

He met you as Red Hood a few weeks later when Bizarro had a run in with a large green good friend of yours

“Ah! Jason! Son of Bruce.”

”I have no idea who that is.” He lied, but you could see straight through him.

You were actually able to recognize him due to some of his left arm getting exposed from having his suit torn somehow during the fight. He had a scar there that you had noticed during your first meeting. It was shaped similarly to a lightning bolt, which caught your interest.

You grew close and you both became very protective of the other

You always defend him against his family members, especially Bruce (who won’t admit it but sometimes he finds you scary)

You get along with the Outlaws very well too. You sometimes even join them on missions.

You love it when he teaches you something about plays, poetry and novels. You think it’s really cute that such a dangerous man can be so cute and romantic.

He’s definitely helped you save the world a couple of times.

Tim Drake

He met you during his Robin days

You were a friend of Kon’s, and he called in a favour when his team was failing miserably on a mission.

They were being attacked by some angry aliens who happened to be using some of their tech to mind control parts of the planet

Bart had gotten one of his legs broken pretty badly so he was out for a while, Cassie was knocked out, and Tim and Kon were barley winning their fights.

Suddenly some thunder sounded in the sky and everyone was blinded by a bright light (your thunder bolts hehehe) and the most beautiful person Tim has ever seen appeared out of nowhere from the sky and beat the function out of the remaining enemy

He’s a bat, and is very much like Bruce when it comes to being suspicious of people so he wasn’t so friendly to you in the beginning

Your first impression of Tim was that he gave zero fucks about anything. He’s pretty, but definitely doesn’t care about shit (or acts like he doesn’t)

You guys saw each other more when you helped the Titans, Justice League and even Batman out with a few missions

And also whenever Kon would invite you both out to the same places to hang out. You guys got very close over the years.

Then you guys began hanging out by yourselves in and out of uniform

You saw people while you were each other’s close friends, but you just always knew that you loved each other.

Then he became Red Robin and fell into a dark hole after Bruce’s ‘death’ and became very standoffish with you

You spent more time in space, where you made more enemies with dragons and men made of fire who like putting you in cages (Ragnarok reference hehe) and your family issues got a lot worse too

All the times you spent away from Tim (a few weeks) made you both realise that you’re in love with each other. So you returned home through Bifrost, and turned up at his nest one night when it was raining and confessed your love for him. (You were still covered in blood as you literally just came back from a fight)

You guys have always been inseparable together, but in a romantic relationship? UNSTOPPABLE.

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cephalog0d · 6 months

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Okay, but like. There's the whole joke about Bruce recruiting children to be his sidekicks, but honestly there's only really one that fits that.

And it's Jason. And the whole story there is, frankly, unhinged. Aaaaand then he died.

(I'm specifically talking about "first post-crisis origin stories" here because Jason and Dick, in particular, have both had multiple major retcons and revisions over the years, and some of them dramatically change how things happened.)

Like okay. Going backwards, you've got Duke who joined/led a whole Robin-based gang at a time when Bruce wasn't even Batman. You've got Damian and Cass, who were both literally born into the world of masks and capes and heroes and villains, so they weren't ever really not going to be part of it. Steph might have taken inspiration from previous heroes but she made her own identity and repeatedly refused to stop involving herself in the vigilante lifestyle. Tim, obviously, basically strong-armed Batman into letting him be Robin, despite Batman's protests.

Dick's a little more complicated just because there's so many versions, because that's what 80 years of comics and multiple universe reboots will do, and there's kind of a general trend that earlier pre-crisis versions were more of Batman being like "hello, child, would you like to be my sidekick" and later versions have leaned harder and harder into the idea that Dick was absolutely going to do this anyway, regardless of what Batman had to say about it. But even in the first post-crisis version, the flashback in Batman Year 3, Dick says he wants to find a way to keep people like that from hurting others again. When Alfred questions Bruce's offer to train him, Bruce says that Dick should learn to do things the right way if he's going to do it. It's not hard to extrapolate that, much like later versions of the origin story, Dick was going to get himself into this one way or another. (Batman (1940) #437)

And then there's Jason. Whose backstory has also had a lot of (sometimes major) revisions over the years (remember when his adoption was, like, some kind of Joker-originated long con? Fucken Nu52, man). But the original post-crisis version is pretty straightforward. Steals Batman's tires, gets caught and sent to Ma Gunn's Secret Criminal School, intervenes when Batman goes to investigate, immediately gets offered the chance to be Robin based entirely on that.

Which is itself kind of unhinged. That Bruce saw this kid who was living on his own stealing tires and went "Hey you would make a good Robin" as his very first instinct.

But if you've never read Jason's post-crisis origin, or it's been a while, it's honestly even more unhinged than that because that arc starts with Dick getting "fired" as Robin specifically for the reason that he got shot by Joker and Bruce freaked out about how the Robin identity has too many enemies and therefore Dick, a legal adult with approximately a decade of training and experience, should not use the identity anymore.

(And it's specifically about the Robin identity, in this version, because when Dick says he's not going to stop the crime fighting thing Bruce's response is basically "I know and I didn't expect you to". Honestly I could also say a lot about this version of the Robin/Nightwing transition vs. later ones and how this one definitely feels like the Heavy Hand of DC Editorial in the fact that they had no contact for so long afterwards, because the interaction really doesn't feel like it warrants that in this case compared to some later versions, but that's a whole other too-long ramble.) (Batman (1940) #408)

And then a few weeks later Bruce turns around and picks up a random kid, a literal child, and goes "Hey you would make a good Robin!"

And I think a lot about how fucking wild that is. And it's not like the people writing just didn't notice. Dick's big argument with Bruce when he finally comes back to Gotham and meets Jason isn't about the fact that Bruce took in another kid, or even necessarily about Dick feeling proprietary over the Robin identity, the thing he's angry about is that Bruce said it was too dangerous for him, an adult, someone who has trained with Batman for a decade and was already highly physically trained before that for his whole life, to be Robin, and now Bruce has turned around and painted that target onto some random new kid. He pushes, repeatedly, trying to get Bruce to justify himself and this absolutely irresponsible decision, and Bruce gives a lot of answers about how Jason was on a bad path and needed this outlet and eventually just admits that he missed having a partner. (Batman (1940) #416)

And like. Dick's right, is the thing. He is 1000% in the right in this argument. If he can't be Robin anymore because of the danger, how in the hell is it anything like a good idea to hand it over to someone way younger, way less trained, way less experienced, and expect that that wouldn't end in tragedy?

And then it did.

And yeah, Bruce, it is kinda a lot of your fault.

#And the punchline is Batman clearly should not get to choose his own sidekicks! Haha?#(Sorry this is a lot more serious than my usual Batfam shitposts it won't be a regular habit don't worry)#this is long and rambly but it's something i think about a lot #and it's on my mind extra because of an AU oneshot i'm working on finishing right now #and obviously there's eight kabillion versions of any given origin and reboots and retcons and they change drastically yadda yadda yadda #and also obviously there's always behind-the-scenes editorial choices and other factors when it comes to comics story events #story and character choices are frequently not just a matter of storytelling but of things like meeting editorial demand of What Must Happe #but just looking at the story as presented: the one time bruce specifically recruited someone as his sidekick that kid ended up dead for it #it does make narrative sense given this that bruce's reaction to most of the subsequent kids is initially 'go the fuck home and stop this'#and then only really yielding with the realization that they're totally going to do this shit anyway #jason todd #dick grayson #bruce wayne

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russett-pots · 2 years

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That Small Moment

Baek Jiheon

Tags: Co-worker sex, oral, fingering, cowgirl, missionary

Word Count: 3.0k

Well, I'm posting my first Jiheon fic. BTW the pic isn't related to the story. I just like it.

Inspiration: Read something on reddit plus one of my dreams. So it is a combination of those two.

A/N: okay this was set in the future when Fromis disbands so don't take it personally

A/N 2: I dont actually know what Jiheon took in college. I'm just guessing but idk i just went with something that fit the story

The bells rigs. That signals the end of your class. All twenty kids rise from their seats.

“Thank you for the day, seongsaengnim.” The kids say as they bow to you.

“Now! Enjoy your 2025 summer!” You scream.

All of them shout in joy and rush outside of the classroom with their bags and into the hallway. You stay at your teacher’s desk for a while, sighing after the long day and the long school year. It may have been an enjoyable year but now is the much-needed summer break that everyone has been craving.

You exit the classroom and head to the faculty room and into your desk. Everything drops to the table as you sit down on your desk. Now the last thing you have to do is to compute the final grade for your kid’s report cards.

“Hey!” The head teacher comes to you and calls your attention.

“Yes, ma’am?”

“Just want to ask you for a favor.”

“Sure. What’s up?”

“Well, can you train the new teacher? She is coming next week.”

“Me? Training the new teacher?”

“Yeah. I’m sure you’ll enjoy it.”

“Ma’am…me? Can’t you ask Jason to do it?”

“He said he is going to be busy.”

“Ugh! Please, I’m also going to be busy.”

“Okay, do you really want me to order you to do this? Everyone has plans next week.”

“Argh! Fine!”

“Great! By the way, I don’t think you’ll regret this. She is going to be a fun person.”

You sigh and stretch your arms while on the chair.

Another new kid.

As the day ends, you head to the subway with your earphones on and listen to the recently disbanded Fromis_9. On your phone is your favorite comeback “We go” with Jiheon wearing that costume that you have been drooling all over ever since you have seen her in that performance.

Next week

You enter the almost empty faculty room. Most of your colleagues are already out on vacation, enjoying their break. Then there are you still waiting for your trainee to arrive.

The head teacher pops her head out of the door. “She’s here. Come.”

She leads you to her office which is down the hall.

“Okay. She’s a graduate of Seoul Women’s University. Major in Child Development.”

“Yeah. Yeah. Sure. No problem.”

As soon as you reach her office she opens the door and leads you in. Sitting on the chair is Baek Jiheon, your favorite member, your bais, and your dream girl. She stands up and shakes your hand. You notice her cheeks also blush when she looks at you.

Your boss looks at both of you. “Okay now you have met, do you want to show Jiheon around?”

You wake up after staring at Jiheon’s beauty, her smile, her wonderful aura that she emits when she is around. “Yeah. I mean sure!”

“I’m in your care, Sunbaenim.” Jiheon bows at you.

You get nervous and jittery as Jiheon treats you with respect. The head teacher boots both you of out of her office for you to start her training.

“Okay… Ummmm….. Jiheon… I mean Jiheon-ssi? Wher— how do you….? Let’s start.”

“Sunbae? How do you want me to address you? Do you want to be more casual?”

“Okay sure that’s fine. I guess you can call me oppa instead-but when other people are around call me sunbae, okay?”

“Sure!”

You start walking around the campus, showing off the canteen, library, computer room, and classrooms.

“Jiheon, I just want to tell you a disclaimer.”

“Mhmm?”

“I’m your—”

“Fan?”

“What!!!”

Jiheon laughs for a second. “Oppa, I always remember you in our fan signings. I always see you when we have our comebacks. To be honest, I always look forward to seeing you there. But when we disbanded, I was very sad that I won't be able to see you but now we’re here. You’re going to be my sunbae.”

“Really?”

Jiheon nods.

You sign in relief as all of the pressure from seeing your favorite idol has been released. “So that’s our tour. I’ll show you where you’ll be working.” You bring her up to the faculty room and bring Jiheon to her desk. “If you need anything. I’m just going to be over there.”

Throughout the week. You and Jiheon have been working alone in the faculty room. The itch in you for wanting to go out on vacation has been removed by your new co-worker, Baek Jiheon. Both of you smile when you take a glance at each other. Each small moment brightens up your day.

Even if you are a fan and a co-worker, you don’t know how but you are falling for her like you did when you first started following Fromis_9. Having her around makes you feel like the first time you saw her when you are in high school then you went to college you always wasted all of your money on albums in the hope of winning the raffle for the fan sign.

Every time you see her eyes smile across the room, you can sense something from Jiheon. Something special between the two of you. You can’t put it on it yet. Since you are co-workers you have to hide your feelings for her. Even more, a person wanting a former idol to date him? Bad for you, Worse for her.

It’s the last day of the week, the last day of Jiheon’s training. She has to catch everything she has to do. Since she will be working with younger kids. She will be preparing lesson plans for the pre-schoolers.

You sit down on your desk, playing minesweeper, waiting for an email so you can start your day.

As Jiheon enters the faculty room.

“Good morning, Opp— Aaah.” Jiheon falls.

You rush to her and see her on the ground with her ankle swelling. You quickly grab the medical kit from the shelf and open it to get the compression and wrap it around her ankle.

When you wrap it around her ankle. Something hard grows down on your pants. It doesn’t help that Jiheon is pulling up her short pencil skirt. Her smooth skin wrapped around by her pantyhose arouses you.

Jiheon chuckles after seeing your growing cock. You get flustered by Jiheon’s reaction to your embarrassment. As soon as you finish, you help her stand up and lead her to her chair. You let her sit down on her chair.

“You going to be okay, Jiheon?”

“Yeah, thanks to you.” She looks at you.

But crouch to her head level. Your eyes close to each other, face to face.

“Happy that I can help.”

Jiheon puts her hand on your cheek. “Thanks.”

“Ummm, should I go?” You hesitate for a second.

Jiheon looks into your eyes. You can tell she is asking for something. “Ugh fine. If you aren’t going to do it then I will.” She gets slightly impatient. Soon, she leans in and kisses you on the lips.

You won't resist but instead, lean in forward and kiss her deeper. But then you remember, you pull out and run to your desk.

“Jiheon.”

“Yes, Oppa?”

“I’m your sunbae, right?”

“Oh…okay sunbae? Is everything alright?”

“Just don’t talk about it, okay? It never happened.”

“Yes, Opp—”

“I’m your sunbae, okay?!”

“Yes, sunbae…”

You wipe your lips for a second and swiftly get back to work, ignoring just what happened. You know it is going to be very unprofessional to be with Jiheon and yet you just kissed.

As the day passes by, you focus on your work. But when you look and Jiheon and she looks back, you quickly glance at something else, trying to get rid of that kiss of your mind. Even if it is only the two of you in the room. The tension gets higher, the room gets hotter you can feel sweat coming down your neck.

Then the bell rings, and you have never been out of the door as fast as you can. You wouldn’t have waited for a second longer for you to leave the room.

On the train ride, you look at your wallpaper again.

Jiheon…Jiheon.

One Week Later

You sir back down in your chair. Everyone is back from their vacation. Jiheon however just came back from her sooner than expected leave due to her sprained ankle. But you just go back to typing on your computer waiting for you to be able to talk to Jiheon about what happened last week. You prepared a speech and everything on how you shouldn’t be dating and why it is a bad idea both in terms of professionalism and you as a fan.

There was a knock on the door. “Okay since everyone is here. I think I’m going to treat everyone to dinner tonight!” Your boss says.

As everyone cheers, you look at Jiheon. She smiles there with her hands clapping. Things slow down. Her beauty is unbelievable. The one thing you don’t want to happen is those eyes to stop smiling. You want them to stay like that forever, bringing Jiheon all the happiness she deserves.

But there is the other thought that you cannot be with her and all you can do is just be her co-worker and at most a friend.

Later tonight

There you are still sober. Almost half of the faculty is already drunk from soju. You get enough of this atmosphere and decide to go out and get some fresh air. Outside is just a couple of tables with chairs. You take one and sit on it, looking out and appreciating the view. Unbeknownst to you, someone follows you outside.

“Can I join you?”

You get surprised. It’s Jiheon.

“Ummm…..I’ll go back inside.”

“No, please. Let’s talk. We need to talk.”

“Jiheon. I can’t.”

She looks at you. Her eyes calling for you. You sit down as she holds your hand. “Look, Oppa. I like you. You said you also like me.”

“Jiheon, are you drunk?”

“Drunk enough to talk to you but sober enough to know this is what I want.”

“Jiheon… You know why I can’t do this.”

She grabs your hands and pulls you closer to her. “Tell me that you don’t like me.”

You look at her with a hint of vexation. “You know we shouldn’t do this.”. You stand up and as she pulls your arm but you push her away and walk back to the restaurant.

“Oppa! I know you like me. That kiss wasn’t a mistake.”

You stop in your tracks with a fist forming and with your teeth grinning. “Jiheon, don’t make this harder for you and me.”

She slowly walks towards you and grabs your hand. Her scent is impeccable, so sweet and so alluring. Her fingers touch your cheek and turn you around. “It’s not going to be harder if you just listen.”

Your lips collide. All the anger is gone. All the thoughts of you not being together are wiped away. You want to satisfy Jiheon’s desires and that desire is you. You don’t fight, being with the idol of your dream is a goal that you never thought you would obtain.

Jiheon releases you from her lips. “Tell me, does that hurt? Is it that hard?”

You lean your foreheads to each other. “I guess not. Tell me. Is that kiss all?”

“Never in the slightest.”

You push yourself inside Jiheon’s apartment still with lips locked onto each other. As you enter, clothes start flying everywhere. First Jiheon’s shirt then your polo. You kick your shoes away leaving only you with your socks.

With your faces up against each, you chuckle for a bit. You lean back a bit and see her half naked where she sees you too.

“You have been working out.” Jiheon compliments you.

“Nothing much. But you look good too.”

“I haven’t been exercising recently. But thanks.” Her hand rests on your chest as she humbles herself.

You both laugh for a second then you return to kissing each other. As you reach her bedroom, you slam her to the wall and extend her arms above her head. Her luscious lips taste irresistible. Her breast tissue already shows from her extended arms.

From experience, you swiftly undo her bra. But before it drops. Jiheon covers her breasts.

“Sorry, I’m not really confident about them. They’re just…”

“They’re just perfect.”

Your eyes stare at each other as you slowly drop her bra to the floor. “You’re beautiful just the way you are. Trust me. That’s why I have fallen for you.”

She kisses you again. Her arms wrap around your neck. She pushes you back to her bed, making you fall in it.

“If I trust you then you have to trust me. I’m going to give you a good time.” Jiheon breaks the kiss and traces herself down to your pants. Her hand already runs you fully grown length then she kneels in front of you.

She stares at your pants and slowly but swiftly she removes them. Now the only barrier between Jiheon and your cock is your underwear. Your cock twitches as Jiheon stares at it. Her eyes are in amazement at its size.

She peels off the covering and reveals the long hard girthy cock inside your underwear. Her cold hand grasps the warm length. She curiously pumps it, slowly stroking it. Her tongue gives a little lick on the tip.

“Please, tell me. Do you trust me?”

You just nod in either fear or excitement. You can’t tell what kind of emotions Jiheon knows what to bestow upon you but you’re looking forward to more.

She licks from the base to the tip. The rough surface drags a line of exhilaration. A wave of emotions that starts from the base. Her tongue wraps around it then for the lip a nice lick. A quick yet pleasurable nibble.

Her hand begins pumping. Slow strokes turn faster. Fast strokes run in tandem with her sucking. Jiheon’s plump lips suck and surround your stimulated shaft. It runs for more and more. All of the stimuli run throughout your legs.

Jiheon releases her hold of you. “Like that?”

You pull her up and make her lie down on top of you while you lay on the bed. She kisses you on the lips, the soft luscious taste. While this happens your finger lingers underneath and into her pants. Inside you can feel her shaven slit. You play with it for a second before you remove your hand and undo her pants.

Jiheon moans. Her eyes smile. Her expression turns from someone who wants to please you into someone who is being pleasured. Your hand pulls down her panties and her pants. Now both of you are laying there naked on the bed. Your finger invites itself inside the walls of Jiheon.

“Argh,” Jiheon whispers to your ear. “Please…. Don’t stop. It’s…. so good.”

You finger her more, finger her faster. Soon she loses herself. The urge and surge of euphoria are entering her. Your finger has clearly done more to her than her mouth has done to you. Yet you have enjoyed her oral stimulation.

After reaching her third orgasm, she grabs your wrist as it was about to enter her one more time.

“Come on. I shouldn’t have all the fun.” Jiheon reminds you. “Please let me let you enjoy this moment.”

She gets on top of you and with her butt resting right above your crotch. All of her perfect body can be seen. Her milky white midriff, her perfect perky breasts, and the bright expression in her smiling eyes.

She lifts herself and aligns herself to your protruding cock. She fits the tip on the entrance of her slit. At first, the head enters. You can see Jiheon’s eyes show pleasure. Soon it goes halfway, her face shows a hint of pain. But as she fully impales herself with your cock. All of that pain goes away and the sensual experience begins.

She moves up and down your shaft. You hold on to her waist while she grabs your shoulders. You can feel the tightness of her walls. While she can feel the girth of your length. You grunt while she moans. You guide her pace, moving steadily not too fast yet enough for you to enjoy the moment.

You pull her down to you while she still rides your cock. But instead of moving forward, you turn her around where you are in control. Now you are on top of her, either hand on each side of her chest while your cock is still inserted inside her.

“Like that?” You ask.

She nods while laughing, amused with the situation.

“Now tell me, are you going to enjoy this?” You ask for a second time.

This time you thrust inside her, getting in harder than she was riding. You push your cock in deeper and deeper after each step. Jiheon raises her voice after each round of pleasure. It grows louder and louder after every second.

Soon sweat starts to drip down from your nose and it falls to Jiheon’s breasts. She doesn’t notice so you just continue and push in deeper. After a while, you look at her happy face and kiss it. First on the cheek then on the neck, it moves to her lips. This silences her. She pulls you in closer for the kiss. A strong and passionate make-out session occurs while you still get in on her in the classic missionary style.

“Fuck, Jiheon. I’m going to cum.” You can feel your legs grow weak and your orgasm is about to come.

“Wait. Please not inside.”

You quickly pull out your cock and as soon as it comes out. It spews all of your seed all over her abs. Your breath starts to slowly go down. Each exhale comes out of your nostrils as you lay next to her.

“So, sunbae? What’s next?”

You turn to the side. “Oppa. You can call me oppa again.” You say as you kiss her on the lips.

“So what are we going to tell our co-workers?” Jiheon jokingly remarks.

“What are we going to tell your fans?”

#Jiheon Smut #Fromis_9 smut #kpop smut #Baek Jiheon

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judgementdaysunshine · 1 year

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May I please request headcanons for Bruce, Damian, and Dick responding with their S/O to a guy high on PCP and raging out and reacting to their S/O getting badly injured while trying to stop him?

I actually remember this one 👀

Dick

He knew that someone was brought in but he didn't expect to hear arguing and yelling in mount justice going down to see you and half the team dealing with an very angry civilian you brought for medical attention but soon he got angry

The next thing he saw was the man punching Kaldur,shoving Jaime into the wall,and throwing you across the room over the island in the kitchen and into the wall across the room where you laid still

He runs across the room gently holding you in his arms as Connor and the rest of the team get him on the ground unconscious and tie him calling Superman to get him out of the cave

He tries not to cry seeing you limp and quiet in his arms being careful of moving you begging superman to look at you to make sure you were alive being told that you were unconscious and nothing was broken badly or at all

He carried you to his room staying by you putting an ice pack on your neck and side due to you having bruises there and only a sprained wrist nothing broken or bleeding internally

You wake up seeing him in his normal clothes without his glasses which was rare and surprising going to lean up until you stop by the pain in your muscles making him turn around full of tears gently hugging you

You slowly recover to everyone's relief and the man was put in prison when it was found out by local authorities that he was a longtime criminal charged for drug trafficking,assault,and murder which terrified you and everyone thankful of how lucky you were

Damian

You joined him and everyone else on a patrol in Gotham helping deal with the rise in crime with the past while

All of you split up into groups of two going around gotham starting with Barbara and Jason,then you and Damian,lastly Tim and Step each taking one part of gotham

So far you and damian stopped two robberies,a kidnapping,and four sexual assaults being thanked by each person you saved taking 3 people to the hospital

After taking a break you noticed a man holding a gun threatening a woman and child quickly stepping in and taking them to a safe place far enough near a police station going back to help damian

You both fight him noticing how bloodshot and glassy his eyes looked and a small substance on his nose immediately knowing that he was high on some type of drug but didn't know what type it was

While fighting the man managed to grab you punching you a couple of times throwing you to the ground kicking you against a wall until damian got on his shoulders hitting him and covering his eyes

After a couple of minutes tim and steph came jumping in and managing to get him on the ground with a taser until jason and barbara came taking him to a nearby police station while damian was with you trying to help you up but when he went over to you he noticed how both in pain you were yet quiet as well panicking when he fell to the ground

You woke up later in a warm bed and familiar room realizing that you were back at the manor in more comfortable clothes than your suit with damian next to you tapping his foot on the floor anxiously

He saw you leaning up immediately running and hugging you "God I didn't think you would wake up" he tells you that after you fell blacking out he grabbed and carried you back to the cave where Alfred bandaged your waist and leg that was injured

Luckily other than that you only had a badly bruised rib recovering with ice packs and pain relief quickly getting back into training and back on patrols again with them everyone always keeping an extra eye on you always contacting you on your receiver in your ear

Bruce

The two of you along with the justice league had been out on the streets in each city due to the Joker and Bane amping up their activities so you kept more eyes on each city from Gotham And Central City to Star City and Metropolis

You had fought off a few thugs and henchmen of joker's when you noticed a tall big man with a glassy look on his face clearly angry heading for Wonder Woman yelling for her look out thankfully Flash got her away just in time

You dodged and along with Green Arrow and Hawkman the three of you fought the man trying to have him calm down or tire him out so that you can take him to the authorities or straight to Arkham Asylum

What you weren't expecting was to be thrown into Ollie then picked up again and your back being thrown against the man's knee like you had seen happen to Bruce years ago making your heart stop and terrify you that you would be hurt like he was for a long while or even worse

You hit your head and blacked out not hearing ollie and Diana scream in panic,bruce to you gently picking you up in his arms running to the batmobile, or superman quickly taking the man away and straight to the closest asylum while you were taken to the ER

After being checked out you only had a concussion and a big bruise on your back and it being sore surprisingly but you remember that right before you curled yourself right before your back hit his knee which possibly saved you from a worse fate that didn't happen

You were out for 3 weeks using ice and slowly walking normally again starting your first weeks back with training then going back on full time missions with bruce always making sure that if you did get hurt that it wasn't your back or head

#batfamily x reader #bruce wayne x reader #damian wayne #batfamily #dick grayson #bruce wayne #dick grayson x reader #damian wayne x reader

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klausinamarink · 4 months

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In Thunder, Lightning, Or In Rain

rating: M | cw: major character death, mild gore | tags: witch Steve, necromancy, rituals, brief appearance of possessive Steve | wc: 992

written for @steddieholidaydrabbles | Dec 20: Magic au

Despite the roar of thunder above him, Steve continued his trek into the woods. He stomped hard onto the still-fresh footprints of the crowd that had passed here. Beneath his boots, the ground smothered and turned the new trail into golden-red flecks of ember, floating towards the town by the growing winds.

The willow trees wept to Steve, their leaves brushing across his raised shoulders and wet cheeks. We tried to stop them. We heard his cries but we had done nothing. One older willow stopped him for a moment’s notice, pleading for his mercy. I offered shelter for you and your beloved but they burned my fingers when I reached out.

Steve forgave them all. You made your attempts but do not harm yourselves, he told them. The older willow tree wept again and let him go.

Lightning flashed in the sky. Steve sparsely caught his reflection on the bubbling creek. He looked disheveled. His hair was tangled in different directions, his clothes looked baggy, tears stained his cheeks, and his hands were already from gripping the shovel and ax for so long.

The creek with its minnows and newts lamented for him. We tried to stop them. We tried to drown them but they shoved his head into us. Our waters have always been refreshing to both of you so we couldn’t end him, even in his suffering.

Steve forgave them all. You were always kind and accommodating to us so do not poison your waters with your suffering, he told them and continued on his way.

As he reached the end of the trail, where the embers under his boots stopped burning at the tainted clearing, thunder and lightning embraced each other at once. Then it began to rain. Thick droplets landed on the new grave, twisting the torn up ground awake. They wailed to him.

They’ve hurt him. They hurt us. We tried to stop. But their feet trampled on us and spilled his blood like it was their precious alcohol. They’ve violated the grounds of your loving embraces into this.

Steve forgave them all. Please do not hurt yourselves, but take your revenge on anyone who trespassed here, he told them. The ruined ground wailed again, their cries going silent as Steve started digging.

They haven’t buried him too deep. When Steve saw why, his anger turned the thunder deafening.

They had cut Eddie’s body apart. His bloodied head was placed under his arm, which was missing a hand. His torso had chunks of flesh missing and was only attached to his legs by a single intestine. His feet looked like they had been broken by a hammer.

Steve kept his tears secure in his eyes, careful not to spill them onto Eddie’s remains as he tenderly lifted him out. Once his body was found whole, Steve wrapped him around a quilt like he was tucking in a child for a long journey.

Underneath his knees, the ground wailed again and turned angry, rolling down to the south. Steve stood up and picked up the ax again. The ground was already sinking a blond man, whom Steve recognized at once.

“Witch!” Jason Carver spat, his hair drenched on his forehead, “Release me and face punishment.”

Steve shed exactly three drops of tears as he raised the ax above him.

To revive a soul is to sacrifice a soul, no matter how good or wicked either may be.

—

In his secure and well-hidden covered wagon, Steve worked feverishly in the dark. He shook not with the cold, but with grief and exhaustion. He had rushed back to the town once the winds carried Dustin’s panicked news of the accusations against Eddie for suspected murder and witchcraft. But even though his return failed to prevent Eddie’s fate, Steve refused to let his beloved rot from such injustice.

The storm rattled on, contempt in his aid.

He finished the stitching, cutting the thread with his grandmother’s golden scissors. Then he took the moon-crescent silver knife and carved it into his left side. Steve focused onto the rapid plattering of the rain as the blade touched his sixth rib bone. Once the rib was cut, Steve dragged the knife so it slit easily through his flesh, allowing the bone to come out.

He gently placed his rob bone in Eddie’s hands, positioned to be crossed over his chest, right above where his heart would start again.

Steve lit the candles. Two on both sides of Eddie’s head and seven at his feet. Representing the two lives his lover will now have and the seven realms that gifted magic at every witch’s fingertips.

Steve placed his hands firmly on top of Eddie’s still chest. He sucked in a deep breath and, after hours of containment, finally screamed out his anguish.

In between the short pauses for air, Steve thought of every memory he had with Eddie. Their first run-in at the market, Eddie’s musical flirting, Steve growing a sunflower in between their cupped hands, their first lovemaking, and the very last kiss Eddie had given him when Steve had left.

The flames of the candles grew brighter and taller. Steve could no longer hear the thunder. His horrible cries filled the wagon more. He tasted the salt of tears as they fell onto Eddie’s unmoving face.

An ice-cold breeze passed through Steve’s body, silencing him. He dared not to look up, for no one knows what their own death would look like, even to the Foresights. He kept his eyes on Eddie, watching and waiting for the first sign of life.

A small light-blue wisp fled through Eddie’s lips. Then his eyes shot open, coughing and gasping for air. His chest finally heaved underneath Steve’s hands, though he only removed once he felt the confident heart beat.

As Steve held Eddie close and tight, thanking for his lover’s second chance, he Swore to him to never let Eddie escape his sight again.

#klaus writes #steddie #stranger things #steddieholidaydrabbles

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theladyofmanyfandomsfanfiction · 1 year

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Favourite

Characters: Reader x Titans

Warnings: Language

Summary: You drop by Titans Tower which proves to be a pleasant surprise.

Gar walked into the living room hoping to catch one of the others to ask about a lead when he discovered that there was an unknown visitor wearing a long black trench coat.

“Whoa - hey. Who let you in?” He quickly asked and slowed his walk just in case there was danger present.

“I let myself in.” The visitor turned, jangling a set of keys, and revealed themselves to have a suitcase by their feet. In fact, Gar recognised the face from the various newspaper headlines and television interviews.

“Holy shit.” He blurted out, absolutely starstruck. “You’re them.”

Raven walked into the room searching for Beast Boy and noticed his dumbfounded expression. “Hey, Gar… is everything okay?”

Gar grabbed his friend by the arms and wheeled her to face the newest guest.

“Raven, this is Y/n.” He introduced.

The name clicked a few gears in place and Raven paused. “Y/n as in-?”

“As in the one who saved the world from annihilation a few years ago.” Dick finished as he too joined this impromptu gathering with Dove and Hawk also making their way into the kitchen to prepare themselves some breakfast. “Gar, Raven, meet my dear friend and mentor.”

You smiled and stretched out your hand. “I’m pleased to meet you both. I’m just in town for a few days to get something for a friend.” You explained.

The young Titan members excitably shook your hand and expressed how excited they were to learn from you. Dick watched on with a smile. He was glad to see you again. You were a huge part of his upbringing, reminding him to be gentle and patient.

“Did you have a favourite Robin?” Gar wondered curiously.

“They say that parents don’t have a favourite kid.” You winked.

Dick crossed his arms and smirked. “But you did.”

“Was it Dick? I bet it was Dick.” Gar guessed excitably.

You laughed and shook your head. “First of all, I love both my Robin’s equally. But there was one who definitely got a little extra attention.”

At that moment, the second Robin waltzed in and drummed his hands on the tables as he passed each of the Titans by.

“Final call - beat me in the training grounds and I’ll buy lunch for a week. Unless you’re too scared.” He challenged with a laugh and disappeared behind the staircase doors.

Hank raised a hand, “I do like the sound of that.” He confessed and followed the young Titan out.

It was like the pieces clicked for Gar and his jaw dropped. “Jason? He’s your favourite Robin? How is that even possible?”

You exhaled and sent Beast Boy a shrug. You walked across to make a cup of coffee.

“Dick was the golden child. He was mannered, did everything that was asked of him. And Jason, well, he keeps me on my toes.”

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roxineedstosleep · 1 year

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since bruharvey seems to be rising again (I've been a fan since 2014) id like to see a drabble with sugar baby/trophy husband bruce pls. preferably with baby batkids who adore harvey, just like bruce, and hate when he has to leave for work. even if harveys like, who's gonna spoil you little brats if I don't go

Harvey knows he shouldn't, not really. But he had actually managed to get through all his accumulated telework time and was obliged to go to his office for at least three weeks at a time… face-to-face.

It's not that he hated working from home, in fact, if he can feel pretentious, he likes working from there.

He loves having to just wear his coats and shirt, because he can wear his pyjama bottoms and be comfortable there for the hours he works.

He finishes as early as possible and then spends time with his husband and all their beautiful children.

But the pandemic is definitely over now, and he himself can't deny that going back to the office gives a different touch to his work. Not to mention that there are meetings that are better handled in person. Even more so if his gorgeous husband refuses to attend his own company's meetings and it's up to him to ask the Wayne Corp representative what to do and what not to do.

But Harvey is getting sidetracked.

What was important now was the following.

Harvey is an adult, an adult with his own money… and traditionally speaking (within 50's thinking, of course) he is the man of the house.

And as such, he shouldn't have to hide in order to leave for work and be on time, right? Right? Right?

…. Well, he doesn't.

Harvey now finds himself in a terribly incriminating position. He's about to leave the mansion, he only has to take 5 more steps if he wants to get to his office in time and in 30 minutes he can get on with the work he needs to do.

The impediment?

Well, it depends a bit on everyone in the mansion.

If his husband, first of all, doesn't want to monopolise him like an octopus. When he has to take advantage of the fact that his husband is still half asleep, he manages to escape by giving him cuddles and kisses all over his face. After that, he has to make sure that his husband is nice and warm between the sheets.

Then along comes his first child, Dick. Who won't hesitate to hang on to him like a little monkey, trying to show him how he does the pirouettes and jumps all over the furniture in the place, and then call Jason. Jumping like a kangaroo on his little brother's cot bed.

Jason, who is not really a morning child, would be crying inconsolably because Dick would throw himself on him in his cot-bed. (That's when he takes advantage of the fact that Bruce isn't a morning person either and makes his second son into a teddy bear so they can both fall asleep together).

Now that Jason and Bruce are out of the waking zone, he takes advantage of the fact that Dick is still a little jealous of his younger brother and, by the way, casually mentions that Bruce still has his other arm free. Which will quickly make his eldest son go and want to hog his sleeping father.

One husband, and two sons away.

He must take care of his other 2 children.

Tim, his little Timbo. With him it's a bit curious, the infant wakes up almost at the same time as him and only goes to sleep when he is back home. Basically, screwing up his sleep schedule. So, what Harvey has to do every day is simply leave the mansion in his pyjamas, because when Tim notices from his cot that he's still wearing pyjamas, it gives him the feeling that he's just hanging around the mansion before he goes back to Bruce in his bedroom.

Does it work? Most of the time, he just thanks the newspaper service endlessly, who seem to read his need and call to tell him that "there was a delivery failure". Nothing crazy.

"Dad's just going to pick up the paper Timbers, why don't you see if Damian isn't bothered by your big brother? You know how upset he gets if he's woken up before breakfast."

And now… for Harvey's biggest challenge… his only missing son.

Damian. The barely one-year-old baby.

Damian, to his and his husband's misfortune… was like Coraline's evil kitten.

He used to show up whenever and wherever you least expected him to. It doesn't matter if he has the monitor on, or if they put a little balloon on his custom-made onesies, when you least expect it Damian will be there crawling around or demanding (not asking for) total devotion.

He loves all his children equally, but Damian seems to have quickly outgrown the Baba Bruce stage and is now terribly obsessed with being pampered and cared for exclusively by him.

And therein lies the detail. Damian is learning to walk in a running manner. And that has made him unstoppable. So now he finds himself in that awkward situation.

Before, when he got past Tim, Harvey could run up the driveway and go to work. Now? No way.

Because along comes Tim, now awake for good, carrying an annoyed Damian… both of them looking at him with their big baby eyes, waiting to see if he's really going to walk out the door.

It is in a difficult situation. If Damian starts crying, Tim will cry out of sympathy. Which will make Jason wake up and cry because they won't let him sleep.

Which will allow Dick to wake up trying to calm his other brother down, but knowing him that will lead to Bruce waking up and making all his kids and his husband also notice he's going to work.

His briefcase from the office is already on the trolley, his suit and freshly pressed tie are there too. Everything was ready.

"Baba"

Oh Fuck.

"Baba, bed, baba bed."

"Oh habibi, you know you should be in your cot, it's not time for breakfast" he still has time, he woke up extremely early today, and the office is not due for another hour. He can get Damian to sleep and get Tim to join him.

"Baba No!" and Damina's crying was what caused the chaos.

Tim quickly began to cry and demand to be held too. And though he tried, even daring to give them that terrible binky he was so insistent on taking away, he had already wasted too much time.

His husband, his beautiful husband, was now coming into his sight. Bruce was clearly upset holding a sobbing Jason, and another clearly upset Richard.

"Where do you think you're going?" she hears Bruce ask, "I thought you were staying all day."

"I got a call and something happened at the office, I need to check it out."

"Going in your pyjamas? How urgent is it?"

"Yes, it is."

"But daddy always goes out in his pajamas daddy" says Tim... and well, if Harvey survives this moment, he might consider cutting Tim out of his will... or not buying him anything on his next trip to Disney. The point is that Tim has really left him in his grave.

He knows he'll regret it if he doesn't get out in time. But, if he wins at least 4 cases today, maybe, maybe Bruce and the kids will forgive him for what he's about to do. He'll make it up to them later.

"Honey, I adore you with all my being, but I really must get to the office" and before Bruce can even say anything, he quickly leaves Damian and Tim in his arms and runs the few steps he has to the front door. He starts the car like a fiend and gets to his office as soon as possible.

Bruce threatened to divorce him for leaving him and the kids? Yep.

Did he calm down when I tried to explain to him that spoiling them meant having to go to work a couple of days at the office? Not at all, he even threatened him and the whole office to be bought out by Wayne Corp.

Did he calm down when he promised them a compensatory family day at Disney Paris when he finishes his days in the office? Maybe a little.

Did he definitely calm down when he told them they could have a romantic dinner at that new restaurant in the historic city centre? Yep. That's when he did calm down.

Although, Harvey couldn't say no when his husband and kids showed up at noon, demanding to spend their lunch with him.

#bruharvey #bruce wayne #Damian Wayne #dick grayson #Jason Todd #Tim Drake #harvey dent #bruce x harvey #Batfam fluff

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nighterwriter · 2 years

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Movie Night

Dick Grayson x reader

Word Count: 950

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"Dick! Could you come to the living room for a sec?"

He frowned. You had stopped calling him by his name after seeing him preen when you used a pet name for the first time. He had decided to come home from work early and take the night off to catch up with you. Work had been stressful for both of you and he just wanted to lay his head on your stomach and watch a movie. You had seemingly been looking forward to this, but you only called him 'Dick' when you were mad. With trepidation, he followed your voice.

You stood in the doorway that connected the kitchen to the living room, one hand behind the wall and the other toying with the hem of his Black Canary t-shirt you stole. You didn't look mad, but shocked and he didn't understand why until he followed your eyes to the person who has halfway through the window.

"On my night off? Really Hood?"

Red Hood shimmied into the living room, helmet tucked under his arm. He didn't look remorseful in the slightest, smug - which was his standard look - and slightly annoyed which fueled Dick further.

"I had to find out from the brat that you had a new partner. How do you think that makes me feel?"

"I don't care."

Hood made a buzzer noise. "The answer's hurt."

You continued to watch the brothers bicker, trying to digest the situation in front of you. Dick had told you about Nightwing when your relationship grew more serious as the two of you considered living together. You had sworn to keep his and his family's secret as well as allow Dick to control your exposure to his family, seeing as being the oldest in a family that continued to grow in size rarely left him anything under his purview. But that was shattered when you had come home to Dick bickering with a child - later identified as his youngest sibling - in your living room. Turns out Damian had been following Dick after seeing his older brother pack more than the usual amount of dessert back to Bludhaven. After researching credit card transactions and monitoring his phone, he had enough of a concern to come to Dick's apartment and confront the mystery - you. Once you walked in and were noticed by the duo, the younger looked you up and down, tutted, and left, leaving you extremely confused and Dick extremely annoyed. But he made peace with the interaction after having a talk with Damian and making him swear to secrecy about your existence. Seemed to be a shitty promise because sibling #2 plopped himself onto the couch and propped his feet on the coffee table.

"I just cleaned that." Your voice was dazed as you tried to digest that the Red Hood was leaving scuff marks on your table.

"Oops. Sorry." Hood swiped his hand over the scuff until it was gone.

"Don't you have a patrol to be on?" Dick had crossed the room and stood in front of his brother, partially covering you.

"Red lost a bet, so I used my win to come to see you. Be grateful."

"Can I put the pan down then?" Your question broke the brothers' stares, their eyes moving towards the cast iron frying pan you had hidden behind the wall when you had heard the window being eased open.

Hood guffawed, standing to approach you, but stopped when seeing his brother's heated glare.

"Y/N, this is Jason." Jason saluted her with two fingers, eyes looking amused behind the domino mask. All you could do was return a slight nod. “Okay, now Jason, say goodbye to Y/N, or your ass gets zapped.”

“Woah woah woah,” Jason held his hands up, “keep your zappy stick in your pants. I just wanted to meet your ‘snookums.’”

“Jason.” Dick warned.

You placed a hand on your boyfriend’s shoulder. “How about we all calm down? Jason, it’s nice to finally meet you-”

“A person with manners? Dating you?” Jason dramatically gasped. “Already out of your league, Dickiebird.”

“But,” You continued, “I’d really appreciate it if you’d let us get back to movie night.”

“Okay, okay, sorry for barging in,” Jason held one of his hands up and retrieved his helmet with the other, “I’ll call ahead next time. It was nice to meet ya, Y/N.”

The younger sibling slipped the helmet on and stuck a leg out the window.

“Oh and Dick, Al knows.” And with that, he grappled off into the dark Bludhaven night.

Your boyfriend groaned, running a hand over his face as you hugged his waist, kissing between his shoulder blades. “It could’ve been worse.”

He gave you a look that only made you laugh as he squirmed around to face you. He pouted and dropped his head onto your shoulder. “One thing. I wanted one thing for myself.”

“You still have it.” You stated, running your hands through his hair. “It’s not like they’ve whisked me away.”

“Not yet.” He insisted, pushing himself further into your shoulder.

“Dick, I’m not a child. Yes, what happened was annoying, but it’s not like I’m not gonna consider how you feel. I’m grown up, I can make decisions for myself. Unless you want me to tell them that I need my boyfriend’s permission like a 17th-century wench.”

He groaned. “You’re so annoying.”

You patted him on the back. “C’mon ya big baby, let’s get this baking session started.”

“Baking? I have the movie set up.”

“Yeah, well, if the same pattern continues, I’m expecting a special someone to show up at our doorstep at any time and I need to be prepared.”

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delicatenightfury · 1 year

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An Unexpected Guest

Month of Writing: Day 11

Pairing: Jason Todd x reader, platonic!Damian x reader

Prompt:

Word Count: 689

Author's Note: please don't steal my work! you can choose to respond to the prompt as well, but don't steal my work

“I wish he’d leave.”

“Relax, Jay. He’s not hurting anyone.”

“Yet.”

y/n smiled and shook her head. She had been in the middle of making dinner when Jason walked into her apartment, Damian following closely behind. y/n had been shocked at first. She had only met the youngest Wayne twice before, both at Wayne Manor. The first time had been in brief passing, and the second time was during a family dinner where Jason introduced her to his family (a very big step for them all).

She had known Jason for many years, but they had been dating for over a year now. He had insisted on keeping their relationship a secret from his family, but when that family is made up of detectives… Though it wasn’t until their one year anniversary that Jason finally relented and allowed his family to meet her.

Damian was… polite. Skeptical, but polite. He had tried interrogating her at the family dinner a few weeks ago, but had been stopped by Bruce and Alfred. Now, he was apparently completely his assessment.

He was currently wandering the apartment, looking at her belongings and muttering quietly to himself.

Jason was far more bothered than y/n was, which she found humorous since it wasn’t his home Damian was shifting through. Though she appreciated his concern. y/n glanced at her boyfriend. He was leaning against the counter, arms crossed as his eyes followed Damian’s form.

“Damian, dinner’s ready if you’d like some,” y/n announced.

“No,” Jason almost immediately replied. “He’s leaving-”

“Jason.”

The man huffed. He looked like a pouting child. A very large child, but a child nonetheless. y/n kissed his cheek.

“I suppose I’ll stick around,” Damian said, making his way to her small table. “Though I’m sure it will not compare to Alfred’s cooking.”

“Nothing can compare to Alfred’s cooking,” y/n agreed.

“Don’t sell yourself short,” Jason said. “I love your cooking.”

“You’re my boyfriend. You have to say that.”

“But I mean it!”

Damian scoffed. Jason glared at him.

They sat down and y/n served food to everyone. She glanced at Damian every now and then, trying to gauge his reaction. It was interesting because his reactions were so minute that she nearly missed it. But she knew how to look for the minute. She found it in the minor widening of his eyes, his quick glance at her, and how he took larger bites.

y/n smiled to herself and continued eating.

The three ate in silence for several minutes, before Damian finally spoke up.

“I didn’t know you had so many guns,” he said casually. y/n glanced at him in surprise while Jason nearly choked on his food. Her stash of weapons were well hidden throughout her apartment. She hadn’t noticed him really dig into those places, but she supposed that his training with both Batman and the League of Assassins would make him highly observant to those things. “Is Todd aware of this… collection of yours?”

“Yes, he is aware.”

“So do you work with one of the local gangs? A hitman, perhaps? Arms dealer?”

“Watch it, demon spawn,” Jason growled in nearly a warning tone.

“It’s okay, Jason,” y/n said. She looked at Damian. “I am none of those. I have done some crime fighting work, like you all have, with a larger organization. I left after being injured, but kept my weapons in case of something going horribly wrong. I do live in Gotham.” Damian hummed, picking up his glass to take a drink. “But wait ‘til you see the knives.”

Damian’s eyes widened and he stared at her. y/n couldn’t help but smirk. Jason however groaned.

“You had to mention the blades,” he said. “Now he’ll never leave.”

“I will leave eventually, Todd,” Damian said. “Though I might be more inclined to come back after y/n has shown me where she keeps her blades. And perhaps makes more of this dish.”

Jason shot y/n a look, as if he were mourning their quiet, uninterrupted life. y/n squeezed his hand and smiled at him.

#month of writing #writing prompt #Jason todd #Damian wayne #red hood #Jason todd x reader #platonic!damian #dc #batman #fluff

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morgansunflower · 11 months

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Too Much Pain For Too Long

Jason Todd X Wayne/Prince! Reader

Warnings: suggestive content, explicit language, childbirth and angst

Words:1473

Arthur's notes! After Cadmus failed to control Superboy/Conner they clone H/N. Half of her DNA is from Wonder-woman and the other from Batman.

Roy disappears Jason has to find his best friend. Though he can't just leave his lover and unborn child.

Old Roy who didn't have a wife, who didn't have a baby girl would suddenly disappear but certainly not the Roy now. Jason knew his best friend needs him. He couldn't just leave his lover. She would be safer closer to the family but going to the Manor was too much for either of them. So Y/N stayed in a safe house in Gotham.

She sat in the restaurant alone eating her fries. She looks on her phone seeing a text from Jason. Jason wore his Red-hood uniform as he text her.

-still nothing on Roy's location only that the light is involved. I feel sick thinking about the shit their doing to my brother. Anyway.. How are you? You ok? How's the baby? -

-you're a good friend Jason don't forget that. I'm doing OK but pretty lonely to be honest -

She texted then him the pictures of the ultrasound of their baby and one full length with her standing on her side so he could get a good look at her bump.

He looks at the pictures his heart was a entire mix of emotion. He absolutely hated being away from her. From his girls. Though he was so happy to see the pictures.

"tell Y/N I said hi and I hope she's feeling OK" Donna said seeing the way Jason had that look he only had when he looked at Y/N.

Y/N sees his response her heart warming to shaking tears. She really did miss him.

-thanks for making me feel better love. She's gotten so big!! ❤️❤️❤️. I miss you both so much. Donna said hi-

-we miss you!! Tell Donna I said hi too and I'm doing OK-

When Jason was Robin he met H/N a clone of Batman and Wonder-Woman. A second cloning attempt by Cadmus but failed nonetheless. She was close to Jason's age. They became close friends. She lived with her mother while visiting her Father. There was no doubt Bruce and Diana noticed their closeness. Which was why she never stayed the night with her father. When Jason returned broken after dying.. she broke her father's demands to see him. Her relationship became ill with her parents when she left to join the outlaws. It wasn't until recent years her parents were now together and married. She couldn't bear to think to see them again.

The outlaws were Jason, Y/N, Roy and Donna. After Roy's ex lover passed he discovered he had a daughter whom he never knew. The Outlaws then officially retired. Jason and Y/N helped Roy and Donna settle into their new home. Lian became Y/N and Jason's God-daughter.

Y/N was unaware that her little brother was a few feet away from her. Damian was taken aback seeing his half-sister. She nearly gasps seeing her baby brother.

"hi Dami" she said

He sits down with a glare on his face "why didn't you tell me you're in Gotham? Or perhaps that I'm to be a uncle?"

"would you have told them?..."

"tt no.. Where's Jason?" Damian asked rather than anger his tone was worried.

"Roy disappeared. Jason left a few days ago to help find him"

"you've been alone..." Damian scoffed

"not anymore" she said.

2 days past Y/N's due date. Damian stayed with her as her contractions came and went. She blamed it on Braxton hicks because they hasn't been consistent.. Yet.

Inside the arrow cave. Jason helped Roy walk to the stretcher. Jason gently laid his friend down. Roy knew Ollie was going to lose his shit when saw him. Roy gripped Jason's arm letting out a heavy wince. They had found him after had had been taken by the light.

" calm down Red.. You're safe now pal" Jason assured his shaken friend

"where's my.. W-wife" he stuttered

"I'm right here" Donna softly said.

Donna cupped his face as her husband was groaning vigorously from his painful injures. The two tend to his injuries as Jason gets a phone call. He answers the phone.

"Dami is everything okay kid?"

"you must hurry!! Y/N is in labor!" Damian shouted

"what?! Is she at the hospital?" Jason's heart races as he feels he is about to shake.

"I'm in the ambulance with her--" Damian stammered as she screamed

"AHHHH!!" she screamed over the phone.

"get lost Jaybird.." Roy mumbled with a wince

"I've got him Jay. Go!" Donna said

Jason runs out the cave to the boom tube to Gotham "ok tell her I'm on my way!"

Damian stood in the waiting room alone. He was deeply worried for her. What if something happens? She's in so much pain. He feels absolutely helpless.

Bruce and Diana went to see their daughter and Jason, assuming he is with her. Too much time had gone by. They both wanted to see them and apologize for not approving of their relationship. Bruce sees the tire skids from a large vehicle. Diana feels her heart heavy, something felt dreadfully wrong. She called her daughter but the phone rings from inside. Bruce quickly opens the door to the safe house. Diana heart falls seeing the blood with a liquid substance on the floor along with a broken mug with milk on the floor.

"Bruce! There's blood!" Diana cried

His heart beating rapidly as he feels as terrified for his daughter's life. He looks throughout her apartment unable to find her. He searches for anything to give him signs of where his daughter is. He looks on the counter seeing the last phone call she dialed was 9-1-1. He then calls the hospital. Bruce and Diana stood in the women's and children's building of the hospital. Together they look through the glass mirror, in the cot seeing the little newborn baby girl. D/N D/M/N Todd. Bruce steps back looking down in guilt. So much fighting for no reason it seemed like now. Diana holds his hand.

"we have to be there for them my love. I can't not know my granddaughter"

"I know" he sighed kissing her hand. "it's my fault. I was so hard him, and Y/N. I already lost my son.. I didn't want to lose my daughter too.."

"there's still time" Diana assured "we both could have been more understanding and open but instead we became overprotective"

Bruce lightly shakes his head "I am terrible father"

"you were scared that's not being terrible that's being human" she snapped not allowing him to doubt himself.

Y/N was exhausted still sleeping while laying on the stretcher. Bruce stands by her bed. She has her hair in a messy bun, her previously sweat covered face was now cleaned, her breathing heavy from the intense pain she had endured. Diana sits on the chair inhaling sharply. Y/N began to stir in her sleep. Bruce takes a hospital cup that was already filled with water. She slowly opens her eyes groaning. Diana gently smiled to her.

"D-dad? M-mom?"

"are you feeling OK?" he asked

"been better... How did you two?"

She gently sat up. Bruce began pushing the button to let the bed lean up. Diana puts the straw to her lips letting her take a sip. Her labor was at latest 12 hours and had only ended 30 minutes ago.

"Damian told us that you were in Gotham" Bruce bluntly stated

"we came to check on you and saw... Saw that you needed us" Diana said tears in her eyes.

"I-I..." she sighed so much to say and yet she couldn't form the right words.

Diana touched her forehead.

"we know. We're so sorry" Diana immensely apologies crying

".. You're our daughter. Nothing will ever change that" Bruce said nearly in tears

Y/N began to cry. They accepted her and who she loved. Diana hugged her daughter. Bruce rubs her hair. Moments later Diana left to check on Damian and let him know everything was OK. Jason carried D/N to see her mommy. He opens the door seeing Bruce looking at him.

"B.." Jason said hoping a fight wouldn't break out between them.

"son.. May I hold her?" Bruce asked

"... Sure...."

He gave his daughter to Bruce wondering why he was here. He held her with a soft smile on his face. Jason looks to his lover who was smiling to him. He wasn't in the mood to ask for details over how Bruce knew they were here. Diana stepped in with Alfred, Dick, Barbara, Tim, Duke, Cassandra, Stephanie and Damian. Dami had called Grayson which led to everyone finding out. Y/N softly laughed at the amount of people in the room.

"ok guys wash your hands and one at a time"

Jason sits next to his lover letting her lay on his chest. "might as well get comfortable.. This'll take a while"

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