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visionofhope04 · 3 years

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Hii I was lowkey wondering if you would do something maybe like a one shot of neglected where reader is older (18-20) and dipped out of the house and became a singer and one of her songs basically exposed them for how they treated reader and in like an interview she full on tells them how she doesn’t even talk to them and like only Jason

This is literally perfect. I love this idea! I was planning on making a singer batsis reader anyway so here you go! I'll be making this part 4 of the series instead of a one shot. There’s a bit of angst. Btw, thanks so much for your support everyone! I'm glad you enjoy this series! Feel free to request anything you'd like besides smut as well!

This is the longest thing I have ever written so there will be a part 5. I planned on this being the last part but it's just so much. It’s not proofread and neither are all of the other parts because I post at 1 am most of the time lol. Hope you like it!

f/n = friend name

Y/G/N = your group name

N/S = news station

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 (Current) Part 5

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You were sick of it. Sick of how even after confronting them about how you felt and almost dying because of it, they still neglected you. You couldn't wait to move out at the age of 18, even if it proved to be a struggle. You had taken mini jobs since you turned 15 and saved up since then. You just couldn't see them anymore as it would remind you of how they treated you that day at that hospital. None of them apologized either. They just pretended it never happened and continued to ignore you. The media had a field day with speculation of what had happened but eventually stopped because Bruce had claimed it was “just a bad case of the flu” which they believed.

Jason was always the only one that would talk to you. He was the only one that actually cared enough to make sure you were taking proper care of yourself and that you wouldn't have a repeat of what happened. He took you places, spent time with you and gave you advice. You even had a tradition where you'd always meet up at the manor's library every week at the same time that same day every week and just have a mini book club together. He always made time for you and never bailed on you.

So on your 18th birthday, he helped you move out. You managed to rent a small apartment in Star City with the money you had saved up. It wasn’t that close to the manor which was a good thing. The neighborhood wasn’t good but it wasn’t as bad as Gotham’s neighborhoods so you would be fine. You could handle yourself with your assassin training if needed. You also managed to get hired at a cafe which was about a five minutes walking distance from your apartment.

It had taken a while but eventually, you had packed all of your belongings into color coded containers and moved them into Jason’s car with his help. You didn’t say goodbye to anyone as you had no friends to say bye to and you knew that your so called “family” couldn’t care less about what you did with your life. ‘This is it, hopefully the last time I’ll ever be near this place.’ You thought. You didn’t plan on stepping foot in Gotham ever again after you left. It would bring back too many memories you prefer to keep buried away deep inside your mind.

The car ride to Star City was entertaining. You and Jason conversed the whole time, telling jokes and listening to his funny tales with the radio playing softly in the background. Eventually, a song you both loved came on and you both started yell-singing along to the lyrics. You wished those moments could be permanent. You were both so carefree and nothing else mattered besides having fun and enjoying yourselves.

You now stood in the doorway of your new apartment, admiring your new home. Jason and yourself had just finished unpacking all of your belongings. You really liked how it looked and thought you both did an amazing job at designing the place perfectly according to your style. Jason, unfortunately, had to leave in order to avoid raising suspicions. Once you both said your byes, he left you to your apartment.

Jason drove back home in silence. He hated to admit it but he would miss you dearly. You were always there for him and helped him with anything. You tried your best to always comfort him and make him feel better on his darkest days and it would always work. Somehow you seemed to always have the right words to say or knew exactly what to do to help him. Out of everyone he was closest to you. He assumed it was because he could relate to you the most. More so how you felt. He’d felt like the black sheep of the family before you came, and he was. When you came, you took that role from him. It pained him to see how much their insults would affect you, even if you were good at hiding it. He could just tell.

Jason made it back to the manor after a while and went straight to the library. He didn't want to deal with the others. After the whole hospital situation, he'd never really bother interacting with them. He hated how they treated you as if you didn’t exist and hated how much pain they had caused you and that they didn’t even care. He guessed that they'd probably be doing something for Damian's birthday and forgot that you were his twin. They probably couldn’t even remember that Damian had a twin.

He made it to the library and pulled out one of his favorite books. He’d read it so many times you’d often joke that he could probably recite the whole book by heart at this point. Sitting down in a chair, he started to read. However, he couldn’t bring himself to stop thinking about what it would’ve been like if they treated you how they did Damian. The both of you were Bruce’s real children. You both even looked like clones of him! At first, Jason thought you would’ve been the favorite twin due to your personality. Even though you were twins, your personalities were polar opposites. You even refused to kill! You were trained by the League so why didn’t you kill as Damian did?

Jason knew you would benefit them greatly if you joined. You had self control, didn’t kill, could act perfectly, lie perfectly, do well under pressure, and not to mention your skills. Being raised by the League may have been torture, but you managed to gain incredible skills out of it. You could take on at least ten guys who doubled you in size and beat them within five minutes. You even bested Damian in spars and he was supposedly dubbed the “better twin” by Talia, so why hadn’t they let you join their nightly crusades like they had let Damian when the both of you first arrived?

Damian passed by your room but noticed something was off. He decided to take a look. He twisted the doorknob and pushed. The room which was once occupied by you now looked extremely plain and bare, stripped of all of its accessories. The only things left were the bed itself, multiple dressers, and a vanity. It looked as if it had been vacant the whole time. It might as well have been. Damian couldn’t really remember what it had looked like since he’s never paid much mind to it but he could tell there was a drastic difference. He knew that you disliked just leaving your room plain unlike himself and wanted at least something to make it look less boring.

He couldn’t help but wonder what had happened. Had you finally been kicked out by Bruce? Did you get shipped off to a boarding school like he had been suggesting to your father for years? He decided to go ask. He exited the room and closed the door behind him, taking off for Bruce’s office. Walking down the hall, he suddenly remembered that he had seen you leave with Jason. This meant that you were not at a boarding school like he had originally thought. But then why was your room vacant?

Instead of going to see Bruce, he decided to go see Jason and bring up the matter with him instead. He changed directions and headed to the library where he knew he’d find Jason. It was no secret that Jason was a book worm so Damian had a fifty percent chance of finding him there.

He entered the library and was immediately greeted with the sight of Jason sitting comfortably on a chair, legs crossed with a book opened in his hands. Jason didn’t bother to look up from his book as he spoke.

“What do you want Demon Spawn?”

“I’ve come to obtain the whereabouts of my sister.”

“You mean my sister?”

“She’s not your sister!” Damian exclaimed.

“Well I act more like a brother than you do.”

“Where is Y/N? Her whole room is bare.”

“That’s for me to know and you to find out.”

“Just tell me, you imbecile!” Damian said, growing increasingly frustrated by Jason’s blunt answers.

“She’s not here.”

“Then where is she?”

“Not here.”

“Just tell me already Todd, I have no time for your foolish games!”

“She moved out.” Jason said, giving in.

“What?! Where.” Damian demanded.

“Why would I tell you?”

“Because I demand to know!”

“Okay and?”

“Tell me!”

“No.”

“Why not!”

“Because you don’t even care.”

“And you do?”

“Yes, I actually do Damian! I’m there for her when she needs me the most. I’m there for her while she’s watching you live the perfect life that she’s just a background character in! While you and the others ignore that she even exists! I’m there for her when she breaks down and has panic attacks! And what were you all doing to try and help her? Nothing! Absolutely nothing!” Jason snapped.

“Y/N’s fine, I know my twin!” Damian screamed.

“Do you even know what her favorite color is?” Jason questioned in a harsh tone.

“...” Was Damian’s reply.

“Exactly! You don’t! You and the others have never cared about her, so why all of a sudden do you care now? You don’t know anything about her so don’t act like you do!” Jason then stood up and walked out of the room in a fit of rage.

Damian stood there, shocked. Had Jason just refused to answer his question? He was about to follow him but decided against it. Why was Damian going to chase Jason down just for her? She was just an annoyance, a mistake, imperfect. He had been wanting to get rid of her for so long, so why doesn’t he feel relieved? Why does he feel guilty? He decided to stop dwelling on it and get on with life. He figured it would happen eventually if it hadn’t happened then.

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It had been a year since that day. The day you left your old life behind and started a new life, a better one. One where you weren’t constantly ignored. One where you actually had more than one person care about you. Instead of seeing yourself as a failure and disappointment, you now saw yourself as an amazing person (which you always were). You had been going to a community college in Star City. You made many friends there and started up a music career with three of them.

Their names were f/n, f/n and f/n. You all started off by taking random gigs anywhere you could. You performed covers of songs and would receive standing ovations all the time. Seeing as your group was well liked, you decided to write and produce your own songs. At the age of 19, Y/G/N released their first album. It went viral within a day and everyone was talking about it. After a week, several articles were posted, praising your work. News Stations talked about all the records Y/G/N managed to break. People started to stream it like crazy, and you couldn’t be happier with all the positive feedback you were receiving.

You had been a Wayne once, meaning you had experience in dealing with the media. Since you had already been used to it, you knew you’d all eventually be invited to interviews. So, when you had received an email stating how N/S wanted a one on one interview with you, you weren’t sure how to feel. You weren’t looking forward to interviews with your whole group, let alone one where you would be alone. You knew how unfiltered interviewers could be and didn’t feel comfortable with it.

However, you decided it would be best to go. So here you were, sitting in front of the interviewer in an uncomfortable chair preparing for the interview to start. You had somehow managed to keep a smile plastered on your face the entire time while you were a nervous wreck on the inside. You hoped none of the questions would be sexist as they usually were towards women. However, you had no more time to think about that. You heard clicking, signaling that you were about to go live. Once you heard the last click, you knew you were live and the interview had begun.

“Hello everyone, welcome back to N/S. My name is Jerald Tangleberry and I’m here today with songwriter, singer, and celebrity, Y/N Wayne! How are you?”

You waved to the camera and then answered, “Hello everyone! I’m doing good, how about you?”

“I’m doing great, thanks for asking! So by now I’d assume everyone knows that you’ve released an album with your group. How does it feel to gain more fame?”

“It doesn’t feel any different. Fame wasn’t our goal when we released the album. It was to express ourselves.”

“Mhm, well Ms. Wayne, what inspired you to write songs?”

“Well we know people may be in a tough spot in their life right now and want them to know they aren’t alone.”

“That’s so true. Some fans have been speculating that every member has three songs that specifically relate to them since there are twelve songs in total and three of the songs have the same group member as the introduction part of the song. Is this true?”

“Yes, it is true.”

“So all three of your songs relate to family issues of some sort. Is that hinting that you have family issues?”

“Yes, actually. My family isn’t the best. They ignored me all the time, even when they weren't busy. The only person who didn’t was Jason.”

“You’re saying it in the past tense.”

“I moved out about a year ago. When I was around 14, I suffered from anorexia. My family would always ignore me since they were either busy doing work or hanging out with each other. The only family member that acknowledged me was Jason. I assumed it was because there was something wrong with me. I started to hate myself so much to the point of starvation. One day, I passed out right before a gala and my oldest brother Dick found me passed out on the floor. They took me to the hospital and when I woke up, Bruce, Dick, Tim, and Damian started fussing about how I’d ruin their image if the media knew what actually happened. They started to yell at me and told me how I was a useless burden. I started to have a panic attack so I kicked them out. Jason stayed behind with me and comforted me. Ever since then I made a planed to save enough money so I could move out when I turned 18, which I did.”

“Oh, wow. So Jason was the only one who interacted with you?”

“Yeah.”

“Looks like the Wayne family isn’t as perfect as they seem.”

“No family is actually perfect.”

“Did your family try contacting you at all after they found out about Y/G/N?”

“Not yet. They’re probably too busy or don’t care.”

“I’m sorry to hear that.”

“It’s alright, I got over it. What’s the next question.”

“Oh-” He cleared his throat and continued the interview. (So basically I don’t wanna bore you all lol)

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Jason had woken up late into the afternoon that day. Patrol that morning had exhausted him. There was a huge breakout at Arkham they had assisted with. They successfully locked up every escapee, so today, Jason just wanted to relax until it would be time for patrol again. Even though he was exhausted, he knew he couldn’t take a break. The others wouldn’t and it would be unfair to them if he did.

He headed over to his couch with his phone and a bowl of popcorn in hand, ready to watch random movies the entirety of the day. He set down his phone on the coffee tables and grabbed the TV remote. When he turned on the TV, he almost dropped the popcorn and remote. You were sitting on a chair, giving an award winning smile while you politely answered the man’s questions. He was baffled. He didn’t know why you were being interviewed, let alone on TV at all! You made it clear you didn’t want to have any relations with your family any longer and you couldn’t stand publicity, so what were you doing?

He placed the bowl down and snatched his phone off the table. Unlocking his phone, he quickly dialed your phone number. However, he realized that the interview was live and that he would be interrupting it if he called you then. Deciding to wait, he placed his phone back down, picked up the bowl, and then got comfortable.

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batarangtotheheart · 7 years

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Accidents Pt. II (Batsis)

A/N: Ignore my shitty unrealistic writing please. IM SORRY THIS ENDED HORRIBLY AND ITS STUPID AND SHIT BUT I JUST- i dont have an excuse sorry i rushed the ending im sorry

okay but does anyone else wince at that gif bc it looks very painful for the patient i mean-

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Sorry if I missed anyone!!!

You ask and you shall recieve!!

Pt. I

White walls were what Dick was greeted with when he opened his eyes. He groaned and shifted so his head fell into his arm. His back ached against the uncomfortable hospital chair.

He spared a glance at the figure laying in the hospital bed beside him and sadness simmered inside him.

He had slipped into a small slumber soon after his fight with you. Regret ate at him as he sat up and stretched.

He rubbed the sleep out of his eyes, missing the small twitch in the hand of the figure on the bed.

Dick left the room soon after, aching for a cup of coffee.He’d been at the hospital for days, only allowed to stay because he was the son of one of the richest people in Gotham. Others had visited, of course. But none stayed too long as they were always busy.

Damian had been asleep for 5 days now. After the fight last night he was surprised he wasn’t woken up. At the same time he was thankful because he knew Damian would shun him for the way Dick treated you.

While Dick waited for the cup to fill with the free coffee the hospital provided, he turned on his phone and nearly dropped it in shock after seeing he had 3 missed calls from you. He considered calling you back but decided against it.

He walked slowly through the halls, the argument flashing through his mind. His thoughts were interrupted when a few nurses rushed by, heading for what seemed like Damian’s room. His eyes widened and ran into the room.

He stared in shock at Damian who was very much awake. “Get your hands off me you pe-” Damian’s words were cut off by a loud “DAMIAN” from Dick’s mouth.

“Grayson, finally. What happened?” Damian questioned, a rough tone to his voice as he once again snatched his arm from the nurse.

Dick chuckled nervously. “I’ll tell you once they finish up.”

After having the details explained to him, Damian stared at Dick. His mouth was drawn into a tight line. “Where is Y/N?” He said.

Dick looked down. “I don’t know. We got into a... fight.” Damian glared at him. “About what?”

“...I.. blamed her.” Dick whispered.

“WHAT?” Damian yelled. “You are an incompetent-” He cut off. “Call her.”

Dick stared. “What?”

“You heard me, call her.”

“She won’t want to talk to me.”

“I don’t care.”

“Can I hear the voicemail first?”

“You are a coward, Grayson.”

Dick ignored him and played the voicemail. “Hello, this is Mara Karell, I’m informing you that the owner of this phone has been in an automobile accident and is on their way to being admitted to Gotham General.”

Damian grabbed the phone and threw it across the room. “You were just shot, lay down!” Dick yelled. “This is your fault!” Damian yelled.

Dick looked away. His chest still ached from guilt and pain. “I know.”

“I’ll go to the desk and ask about her. Stay here, you were just shot..” Dick whispered as he silently walked out of the room.

Beep. Beep. Beep.

Dick stared at your cold, seemingly lifeless body and a feeling of icy dread washed over him. It was his fault, or so he believed.

“Hey, Y/N.... I see Jason left you some chocolates,”

Dick looked away from your pale figure, toward the red heart-shaped box with a yellow sticky note that said “don’t die”, a very Jason thing to do.

You and Jason had always been close. You knew each other’s likes and dislikes. He cooked for you every Sunday and you baked him a special pie he adored. You were broken after he died and when he came back, your eyes shone with a light nobody had seen since before what happened.

Dick wasn’t there when Jason found out what had happened and he was thankful for it. “I.. I’m so fucking sorry Y/N..” He trailed off.

He tried to speak but his throat was clogged. "I didn't know.." He choked, "I'm really, truly, a dick." He chuckled miserably. He expected a laugh and a "you finally agree" but he recieved only silence. "I don't.. I don't know why I yelled at you," His throat tightened, "Blamed you.."

He took your pale hand but looked at the tiled floors instead of your face. Whenever he looked at you the arguement rushed through his mind and he felt icy numbness strike his heart.

"I'm sorry.. I'm so sorry.." "Wake up, forgive me!" "Even if you don't forgive me just wake up!!"

He shook your shoulders harshly, yelling for you to wake up. Your form remained still. Or so it seemed.

"Dammit.. DAMMIT" Dick continued to yell. "Jesus, shut up, Dickhead." A voice croaked. Dick raised his head at the hoarse whisper and tears fell from his wet eyes. "Y/N..." You looked into his eyes and smiled brokenly. "Hi." Dick lunged forward, wrapping his arms around you and hugged you, careful of your wounds.

"Hi."

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ognetflixadaptation · 6 years

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You Don’t Deserve Me (Young Justice/Batfam x Batsis)

Trigger Warnings: Language.

Key: Y/N : Your name

Y/LN : Your Lastname

Y/VN: Your Villain Name

Y/SN: Your Superhero Name

I’ve had it with them. They disrespect my orders. They don’t understand how hard I work. It was a lot. Everyone always gave me suspicious glances like I was going to blow up at any moment. They had no idea what they were doing to me. It was torture. I always stayed away because I could tell I was not wanted. Dick always came to make sure I kept eating. Sometimes I would just stay secluded in my room because when ever I came out, I always heard something I didn’t want to hear.

What a freak.

Why is she even on the team.

She doesn’t deserve to be one of us.

Loser, Freak, Whore, Slut, Go die, No one would miss you.

But I always brush it off. Keep that fake smile that I hate so much.

My name is Y/N Y/LN, and this is the story of how I became Y/VN.

It all started when the new kids joined the team. For some reason, me being Y/SN was bothering them. I had been apart of the original team from the beginning. I joined with my brother Dick. We had grown closer after Jason’s death. But now, all of these kids had no respect, and I never really was one of the teams favorite people. It’s like they all thought I would go rogue, well everyone except Dick. I was the middle child so he always looked out for me.

The day I finally snapped was probably torture for him and Tim. Tim knew that he had himself wrapped around my finger. I would go to any length to get him back. It was because I had always wanted to be a big sister.

The day I snapped was when I got back from a mission. I was pretty banged up since I saved everyone by shoving each of them out of a building, but I narrowly made it out. If Garfield had just not touched anything like I told him to, we wouldn’t be in this situation. But they had no respect for the team leader so they touched everything. That wasn’t the part that finally brought the darkness I fought so hard to keep down. What brought it out was when he decided to call me reckless, and everyone on the mission decided to back it. The worst part was my own father believed them over his own daughter. The girl who held their family together. After that, I just sort of closed myself off from them.

Both my brothers would spend a lot of time with me. But when we were at the manor, I just went into the training area and started punching and breaking things. I barely slept or ate. I basically ran on coffee.

The part that finally let Y/VN come out was from the big bat himself\

Get out of my house and don’t ever come back. Your not my daughter anymore.

I left. But not with out last words to remember.

You forget “dad” as great a hero as I am, I’m an even better villain. You don’t deserve me.

I slammed the door and became Y/VN and never looked back.

#batsis #batfamxbatsis #dc comics

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visionofhope04 · 3 years

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Neglected - Part 3

Batfam x Neglected!Batsis!Reader

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 (Current) Part 4 Part 5

Thank you all for your support! I’m glad you enjoy my writing! Sorry it took so long, schools a pain.

Ages: Alfred (Immortal), Bruce (48-ish), Dick (26-27), Jason (24-25), Tim (17-18), Damian (13-14), Y/N (13-14)

Prompt: You are Damian’s twin sister and have been living with them for 3 years. (CONTAINS CHILD NEGLECT AS SUGGESTED BY THE TITLE AS WELL AS SELF HATE AND INVALIDATING PERSONAL ISSUES AS WELL AS EVERYONE EXCEPT JASON INDIRECTLY ASKING FOR A PUNCH)

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You heard a faint beeping noise beside you which started to become clearer as you came back into consciousness. You attempted to open your eyes, only to quickly snap them shut. The white light you had seen was so bright, you thought it could blind you. You heard multiple people enter your room, however, your eyes remained shut. You knew that Damian, Tim, Jason, Dick, and your father were there. They were waiting for you to open your eyes again. No matter how much you were dreading it, you eventually did after a few moments.

Eyes fully open, you noticed you were in the hospital. You looked to your left and saw Dick and Jason standing there, Dick’s expressions held anger while Jason’s held sorrow and guilt. At the foot of your bed, your father was there, expression holding pure anger and hatred. To your right, there was an angry sleep deprived Tim who looked as if he’d rather be anywhere but the hospital, and Damian looked as if he wanted to murder you himself.

“What were you thinking!” Your father said in complete rage. Not even a ‘Oh how are you?’ or ‘How are you feeling?’.

“Fan-fucking-tastic.” Sarcasm practically dripping from your voice.

“Don’t curse Y/N! You’re wasting our time! We could be doing things that are actually important! Instead, we had to worry about you and stay with you-” Bruce ranted until you cut him off.

“-so the media wouldn’t be suspicious? Oh, I’m sorry Bruce, is it my fault you got my mother pregnant with twins? Is it my fault I’m still alive? Is it my fault you don’t care about me? Is it my fault that everyone besides Jason makes me want to kill myself every day? Well then I’m sorry for being a waste of time and space but you can clearly see I tried doing something about that so I wouldn’t be such a burden anymore.”

“Stop being so full of yourself!” Dick snapped.

“Me? Me? Oh, I’m so sorry that you feel that way. I wanted this to work so I’d stop getting in the way of things. It would’ve made your lives easier. How is that being full of myself?”

This time, Damian spoke “Y/N you oaf! You could’ve died and the press would’ve bombarded us with their foolish questions! Everyone would’ve thought we had neglected you! That would’ve disgraced the Wayne name! I wish you would’ve never been born. You are nothing but a freak accident that shouldn’t have happened. You were always the second choice as I was the first. I have always, and will be better than you.”

You could hear your heart pounding. You began to tremble and started feeling weak and dizzy. You brought your dominant hand to your forehead, holding it.

“Everyone out besides Jason.” You said, voice uncharacteristically soft.

“Y/N-” Your father said in a hard tone, wanting to continue to scold you.

“Everyone out! You heard her.” Jason said. Everyone filed out of the room while Jason stayed back with you.

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visionofhope04 · 3 years

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Neglected - Part 1

Batfam x Neglected!Batsis!Reader

Part 1 (Current) Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Part 5

Inspired by a book called Face The Music by Batfam-Imagines on Wattpad.

Ages: Alfred (Immortal), Bruce (48-ish), Dick (26-27), Jason (24-25), Tim (17-18), Damian (13-14), Y/N (13-14)

Prompt: You are Damian’s twin sister and have been living with them for 3 years. (CONTAINS CHILD NEGLECT AS SUGGESTED BY THE TITLE AS WELL AS SELF HATE ALSO ED)

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You had been living with your father and adoptive brothers for three years with Damian. At first, it was okay and you quite enjoyed their company, especially Alfred’s. However, after a while, they completely forgot about you. You’d barely be acknowledged in your own home. Damian was always the center of attention. You were overshadowed by him. They didn’t ignore him, they treated him as their own. So what made you so different?

You could fight as well as him, yet they didn’t let you in on the family business even though you already knew about it. You were smarter than him as you were more grounded and thought things out more. You would be a useful asset to their team. You didn’t know why you were forgotten. You thought it could’ve been because you were too fat or too ugly.

You thought you had done something wrong, even though you couldn’t possibly think of what that may have been. You started to hate yourself. You blamed yourself for them ignoring you. You had convinced yourself they didn’t want or care about you and that you were a pathetic useless little girl that no one loves. Every time you wanted to talk to someone about it, they’d be busy and you didn’t want to be more of a burden to them.

You were surprisingly the closest to Jason. Sure, he was just as busy as the rest but actually tried to get to know you. Like him, you had also been revived by the Lazarus Pit. When you both couldn’t sleep, you’d go to the library together and read. It helped you both forget about the nightmares that plagued your sleep and allowed you to enter a different reality.

You were aware Jason never intentionally ignored you, he was busy and you understood that. You had wished your other family members had at least tried as Jason had, but you knew that they favored Damian. It was the simple things that led you to this conclusion, really. How they’d ask him about his day or if the material he studied was difficult which he would always reply with something along the lines of “Tt, it was easy.”.

At dinner, everyone seemed to forget you existed. They never asked you about your day or school. They didn’t seem to really care. It was as if you were invisible so it wouldn’t matter what you did. They never noticed how you starved yourself or how little you ate. They never noticed how you tried not to slouch or place your elbows on the table. They never noticed your subtle glances at each of them, making sure they weren’t judging you.

You’d always slip out of dinner quietly and it went unnoticed by the others. It became a routine where you’d eat a little bit, escape the room, and then go back to finding things to occupy yourself with. You never expressed how much it hurt you to be ignored and never planned to. You wanted them to apologize to you themselves even though you knew the probability of that. If you went to them first, you were afraid that they would hate you even more.

Over time, your self hate started to heighten and became worse. You were constantly reminded that you were a fat, ugly, useless nobody, freak that didn’t deserve to live. Your paranoia grew and you became a perfectionist. You were terribly suffering. You had become dangerously underweight and always looked tired. No one noticed though, too caught up in their own problems to spare you a glance.

About a year later, you are now 14 years old. Your grades have dropped and you are critically underweight. You don’t even digest the food anymore. You simply “eat” a bit and then take water with you as you throw it all up in the toilet. You fill yourself up with water from now on since in your mind you are still fat. You tell yourself “It’s fine, you’ll be fine.” but you can’t fool your body, you can only fool your mind.

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Neglected - Part 5

Sorry for the long wait! I just kinda didn’t really know how to make the reader’s and Jason’s conversation go but I got it! This is the last part of the series!!! I’m going to start working on a story based on this headcannon now. By the way, requests are open! Just no smut. Hope you enjoy!

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Part 5 (Current)

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You had just got home after that long interview. It had taken about 45 minutes and you were exhausted. You didn’t know how you managed to make it through 10 minutes of it. The first few minutes were definitely tense and you knew the press would eat it up. You planned to come clean about your so called family in an interview, but you didn’t plan for it to be the first one ever. You couldn’t control your mouth and the truth just poured out of you. You were glad the interviewer dropped the subject when you asked.

After setting your things down, you dropped onto the couch and lifted your hand above your head. You were staring at the ceiling and contemplating life when your phone rang. You reluctantly hopped off the couch and sprinted to get it. You found it, accepted the call, and then held it to your ear.

“Hello?”

“Hello Y/N, I just saw your interview. Care to explain why you didn’t tell me about it and Y/G/N?”

“Jason! I’m sorry-”

“Y/N I’m so proud of you." You were so shocked, you almost dropped your phone.

“What? You’re not mad I outed the family?” You said in disbelief.

“No, of course not! Why would I be mad? If anything, I’m glad you did that to them. They deserve it. I'm just a little disappointed you didn't tell me about Y/G/N.”

"Well to be fair it was all over the news."

"Well, I haven't had time to check lately."

“Touche. By the way, how is everyone?”

“Don’t know, don’t care. I only tolerate them for the sake of the city.”

“Oh, okay well- wait, what happens if they find out about what I said?! They’re gonna ruin my image, the career that I literally just started, and practically the rest of my life! I-”

“Woah, calm down, relax. They won’t ruin anything.”

“How can you be so sure?”

“They won’t. Trust me. If they do try anything it will be suspicious. No one would believe them.”

You noticed it had become late and you really wanted to take a nap, so you decided it was time to hang up.

“I love you Jason, thank you for everything. I’m exhausted from that interview and I’d like to get a few hours of sleep in.”

“I love ya too sis, just don’t forget me alright?”

“How could I? I’ll talk to you later.”

“Alright, don’t forget. Bye."

“Bye.”

Jason hung up and you placed your phone back down. You made your way to your room and gathered (the clothes u sleep with cuz we don’t judge here) and prepared to shower and then finally take a nap.

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Timothy Drake sat at the desk in his room, working on cases and occasionally sipping the coffee he had made ten minutes prior. It was 4 PM and he had been working nonstop since he got back from patrol. He opened a new tab on his laptop and saw something rather concerning pop up. It was an article titled “THE WAYNES AREN’T WHO YOU THINK THEY ARE…” Tim clicked on the article and began to read.

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Bruce had been working in his office when suddenly Tim barged through the door. Bruce’s head snapped up in alarm.

“Look at this!” Tim screeched.

“What is it?” Bruce asked as Tim stomped over to his desk and handed him the laptop.

“Y/N…” Bruce grumbled in annoyance. “Can you remove the article or at least hide it?”

“No, it would look too suspicious. It’s already viral and if it suddenly disappeared people would suspect we had something to do with it.”

“Ugh. Inform Dick and Damian about it. I’ll see what I can do.”

“Okay.” Tim agreed as he quickly snatched his laptop from Bruce and ran back to his room.

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“What!?” Dick Grayson was shocked. Timothy had just filled him in on the whole news incident Y/N had caused. He was furious. How could Y/N do such a thing and not know how badly her words would hurt their reputation! She was just overreacting and now people would believe her lies. “What’s B going to do?”

“I don’t know, he said he’s taking care of it.”

“Alright, I’ll let Damian know.”

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"What?" Damian said in shock. Dick had called him while he was walking Titus and explained the situation. How and why would you do this to them? Did you not know how badly this would affect them???

"B says he's taking care of it. Don't worry about it much Dami."

That eased his worries a bit. "Okay, goodbye Grayson."

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You were startled awake by the sound of your phone ringing. Groaning, you got up and went to retrieve your phone. On the way there, you glanced at the clock and noticed the time. You had slept for way longer than you meant to. Assuming it was someone from Y/G/N checking on you, you answered.

“Hello?”

"Y/N, you can't talk about us like that-"

You cut Bruce off. "I can and I will." You then hung up on him.

You felt a sense of pride wash over you. You were proud of how far you've come over the years. Before you wouldn't dare disobey Bruce. But now you had the courage to cut him off and hang up on him! You then blocked his number as well as Dick's, Tim's, and Damian's.

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For the next few months, they tried to contact you in every way they knew how. Unfortunately for them, you knew exactly how to avoid and ignore them. They tried to cancel you and make the public believe you were lying. That backfired on them due to Jason exposing their lies and confirming that they did in fact neglect you.

Wayne Enterprises' business started to drop by landslides. Not to the point of bankruptcy but to the point where they were no longer in the top 100. The public started to support you more and Y/G/N gained even more popularity. You were so happy about everything and all the support you were receiving.

Alfred had called you one day congratulating you. He apologized for not trying to get to know you and for letting them treat you that way. He asked if you would like to meet up with him sometime and start to get to know each other. You forgave him and agreed to meet up with him.

Bruce, Dick, Tim, and Damian never bothered you anymore after that and you finally got your happy ending.

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I DID IT! ITS HERE! IT'S FINISHED! AAAAAAAAAAAA!!!! I HOPE YOU ALL ENJOYED THIS!!! THANK YOU ALL FOR BEING SO SUPPORTIVE!!! If you're on the current tag list please let me know if you'd like to be tagged in all of my future DC works since this series is finished or if you'd like to just be tagged in certain works that only involve certain characters. If you want to be tagged in future works of mine please send it through asks.

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So this is a headcannon based on this ask as well as this one!

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Ivy had been scrolling through news articles to pass time when she saw it

A picture of you, with your mouth open as if you were talking to someone, headlined "THE TRUTH BEHIND THE WAYNE FAMILY"

After reading the article she is FUMING

She runs to Harley

"Did you see this?"

Ivy has never seen Harley that mad

Like EVER

Harley grabbed the nearest thing to her -which happened to be a kitchen knife- and ran to the car

Once they arrived at Wayne Manor they knocked on the door

Guess who opened it?

Bruce

Perfect.

So Harley basically starts yelling at him and cursing him out

And Ivys just agreeing with Harley and helping her prove her point

Harley then slaps him

Then she throws the knife past Bruce and threatens him saying next time she'll aim for his head

They both turn and walk back to the car and drive back to their house

Bruce is stunned and has no idea what happened

Jason (who was watching the whole time) is smirking

Ok back to Harley and Ivy

They tell Selina

And ohohoho

She calls Bruce and says "How dare you do this to your daughter! You disgust me" and stuff like that

Time skip to like a few months later

Selina goes to see the you and Ivy and Harley come as well

Lets be honest, you wouldn't not tell Selina where you moved to

You open the door and see Selina standing there, a black cat in her arms and Harley and Ivy behind her

You invite them in and instantly hit it off with the both of them

You think they're adorable and ship them (they aren't together yet in my au thingy??)

Out of nowhere, Harley says she has a surprise for you

You're confused until you see what she meant

There was a picture of Harley and Ivy, Harley on the left and Ivy on the right, the former holding the camera in the middle of the both of them and holding up a peace sign, while Ivy is crossing her arms and looking away from the camera

behind them, a plant of Ivy's is holding up a bloody and bruised batman

You tell them you appreciate it and you do but you're lowkey scared

Ivy then says she has a gift for you

She holds out a venus flytrap

You gratefully take it and put it on a windowsill

She then explains how to take care of it and all of that

Once they leave, you're stuck with a black cat, the knowledge that your dad got beat up for you by two amazing villains, and how to take care of a venus flytrap

What has your life come to

SO ITS 1 AM AND I'M SO GLAD I FINISHED THIS!! I DONT REALLY FEEL LIKE ITS MUCH OF A HEADCANNON BUT I TRIED SO IM SORRY IF YOU DONT LIKE IT

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What if the reader becomes a known anti hero in their city and pretty much created chaos to the Batfam

Ooooo this is a good idea!

Neglected Batsis Anti-hero Headcannon

Instead of being a singer, you'd go back to training since when staying with Bruce you didn't train much

You didn't get the point in locking villains up since they'd just escape and commit crimes again

Instead of having a secret identity you just put on a wig, contacts and different clothes

Much like Talia, you never liked secret identities and found them pointless

You would always be sure to take on the batfam's missions by going undercover and getting it done before them

You also cause a LOT of damage to properties

Let's just say they REALLY didn't appreciate it

They nicknamed you Havoc since that's all you cause

After a year, they got SOOOO frustrated that they couldn't figure out who was doing it and got SOOO mad bc you kept stealing their missions

You eventually tell Jason and he's a bit mad bc some of the missions you took were his but then laughs remembering how funny the expressions of the others were

He's also mad bc he had to help clean up the aftermath of ur missions

Jason's really proud of you and how you manage to do it all

He made you promise to stop taking some of his missions

He knew you couldn't stop taking all bc it would look sus

He also made you promise to stay as safe as you could and call him if you need help

So either the batfam never found out

Or if you want this is how I think they would find out

They decide to take a mission earlier to try and catch you

The mission involves them going to a gala hosted by a popular gang

You all arrive at the same time

Problem for them is they have no idea who you are or what you look like

Eventually you all start fighting and stuff

Once everyone is knocked out, they see you making a run for the exit

They automatically know ur Havoc

Your wig fell off during the fight bc someone yanked it (rude asf)

They knew they couldn't catch you

Eventually they notice your wig on the floor and hope some of your real hair is on it

They find a few strands and DNA test it

They're shocked seeing Havoc is you

Besides Jason ofc he's just standing there, hands in his pockets looking smug asf

They have no idea what to do from there

So they decide to call you and ask

Turns out you switched ur number

They tried finding your new number but couldn't for some reason

You were extra careful from then on bc they kept arriving earlier than expected to missions

So you went even earlier than before

Eventually they gave up and let you do your thing

Since it was clear you didn't want them to find you

However they were still mad abt the property damage you caused that they had to clean up

Thanks for the ask! Hope you like it!

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visionofhope04 · 3 years

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Psycho Batsis Headcannon

So since I'm still working on Neglect - Part 4 which is at like 3k words rn and doing a project at the same time since I feel bad cuz I've made you guys wait weeks heres something rq for the time being lol

And also like this idea has been stuck in my head for the past week soooo

Btw I mention taking lives away in here and stuff like that so if you don't like that stuff you probably shouldn't read

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So you're Damian's older bio sister by 2 years

Bruce and Talia's oldest child

You lived in the League with Damian

It was originally planned that you would be the leader of the League and Damian would be a backup option

However that backfired on them

You expressed emotions all the time and didn't listen at all

You had the skills and smarts, you just didn't have the obedience they wanted

You also killed just because you wanted to

Most of the time it was for revenge over something small or because you were bored

You always killed using poison since you were obsessed with it and could make it yourself

either it be poison on a dagger, in someone's food, water etc

Poison was always involved which is how they knew it was you

The poison left no traces but since they knew of your obsession it was quite obviously you

Your mother and grandfather didn't approve of you wasting your talent

When the League fell, you went off on your own

Damian thought you were dead and never mentioned you

You traveled to Gotham as you knew that was where Damian was staying with your father

You became a known ruthless mafia boss called Viper at 16

Everyone called you that because of your poison obsession of course

They thought you were 20 since you acted mature

No one knew what you looked like cause obviously after being trained as an assassin for your whole childhood you wouldn't make a mistake like that

Most people thought you were a ghost story

You stayed under the radar until you were 18

There started to be more sightings of you

Eventually Red Hood heard about you taking over various gangs and how you had taken over some previously controlled by him

He was never notified because you killed everyone there

He was mad that he didn’t realize sooner

Every time he got a lead, it was a dead end

He couldn’t believe you were THAT good on your own so he knew you had been trained but didn’t know by who

After countless failed attempts he asked Bruce and the others for help

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So since I might turn this into a fanfic after I finish the neglected series what do you think? Would you be interested in it?

This is also my first time doing a head cannon so sorry if I did it wrong lol

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Also on my last thing I said. I can imagine the city sirens becoming friends with reader. Also I can see them maybe making a song with reader. Selina (if she was on readers side since is did ask your opinion on how she would react) like giving y/n a cat, and Harley showing y/n a photo of Batman beat up, and Ivy giving her a Venus fly trap.

They would be friends with the reader but they wouldn't make a song with her lol. That would attract too much wanted attention and she'd probably be targeted by villains who don't like them and heros who want to catch them. SELINA WOULD TOTALLY GIVE Y/N A CAT (if you like cats if not idk lol). Harley would totally do that and Y/N would kinda freak out and be like "WHY'D YOU DO THAT FOR ME" and Harley would say "They didn't deserve you because of what they did to you." and Y/N would appreciate it sooo much. She would appreciate the fly trap from Ivy but not really see a point in using it ever but she'd take it anyway.

Thanks for the ask!

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I just imagine Harley like finding out, and being like wtf (and that’s as she knows Bruce is Batman since she is friends with Selina who almost marries Bruce) and she just shows up at the manor and just starts going off on him since she had a horrible childhood to. And she might know what it’s like. And ivy being the supportive gf is in the background being like “ya babe your so right”. also how do you think selina would react?

YES. SO I WAS GONNA WRITE SOMETHING BUT I FELT AS IF I WAS MAKING U THINK I WASN'T GONNA ANSWER AND I FEEL BAD SO-

Selina would want to commit murder because I imagine the reader to have been really close with Selina before that happened. Selina thought of the reader as her own so she's definitely gonna be very very very mad at Bruce lol. She would be glad that Harley confronted him with Ivy but be disappointed she didn't go with them to give him a piece of her mind. (Not like she's not gonna go anyways.)

Btw if you want me to write a headcannon based on this I will lol

Thanks for the ask!

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Is the batsis story going to continue? If so what if when Bruce and the rest are going to a gala an interviewer ask them how does it feel to have a daughter that is a famous singer and there just like, tf🤔

IK ITS TAKING A LONG TIME IM SOOOOO SORRY IT SHOULD BE OUT SOON THO EJWFEWBFWIUFJW

THATS SUCH A GOOD IDEA OMG I NEEDED THIS CUZ I HONESTLY DONT KNOW HOW TO START IT OFF SO TYSM!!!

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OH HO HO- I CAN ALREADY IMAGINE PART 5. Brucie sees the interview and call reader for a meeting with the rest of the fam and Jason is there too They all except Jason say “Why are you making us look bad?? Do you even know what we do!!?!?” Then they reveal they are Batman and Company and reader is like “I don’t give a fuck Except Jason I like Jason” that’ll be totally badass and stuff And the next day all newspaper and news stations and everybody is gossiping about how the Wayne family are jerks

THEY AREN'T GONNA REVEAL THEMSELVES BECAUSE THEY'D GET ATTACKED EVERYWHERE LOL

JUST IMAGINE DICK CASUALLY WALKING DOWN THE STREET JOYFULLY AND THEN BEING KICKED IN THE FACE BY A VILLAIN REOIFHEFW

AND VILLAINS COULD ALSO KIDNAP PEOPLE THEY KNOW ARE LIKE CLOSE TO THE WAYNES FOR RANDSOME AND STUFF

BUT THAT'S A REALLY GOOD IDEA, I MIGHT PUT IT INTO ANOTHER STORY

THANK YOU ANON!

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OH NOES I FORGOT TO ELABORATE MY PREVIOUS POST! I WAS THE PREVIOUS POST ANON. I MEANT THAT READER KEEPS THE BATFAMS IDENTITY SECRET AND STUFF, SHE DOESNT REVEAL IT AND FROM THE INTERVIEW SHE HAD WITH THAT RANDOM DUDE IN PART 4 THE MEDIA LEARNS ABOUT THE WAYNES BEING JERKS EXCEPT JASON AND THEN THEY GOSSIP AND INTERVIEW BURCE AND STUFF.

OH OKAY THIS MAKES MORE SENSE HAHAHA SORRY

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