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hellishattempt · 1 year

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surprise !

so because i'm the best i've decided to write for steph, cass and babs with the leftover angst songs i have from superache. i also just really love the girlies and want to write for them.

this is the last part in my four part series of angst superache songs as relationships with the batfam. part one ( dick + jason ); part two ( tim + dami ); part three ( bruce + duke ); and now part four!

as always, no pronouns used / gender neutral reader.

( art is from wayne family adventures on webtoon, which you should totally check out because it is the fluff batfans need )

astronomy - stephanie brown. before stephanie became robin, the two of you were as close as siblings. you would drive through the woods of rich neighborhoods, where the waynes lived, just to watch them. you joked as you looked that they were too good for you and stephanie. socially speaking, you were the same, with deceptive fathers and mothers who drank. you found your comfort in each other. you could escape your lives with each other. it got worse when stephanie woke up one night, only to find batman's hands around her father's neck. it was then that stephanie realized what her father was. a villain. stephanie ran from her home that night, seeking comfort in you. she stayed with you for a while, and your love for each other grew, blossoming into something deeper. but it's a tale old as time, young love doesn't last for life. things started to change when stephanie became batman's newest robin. it was obvious, steph was never able to keep any secrets from you. you just knew her too well. these changes weren't good for your relationship with the blonde. these changes weren't good for you. trying to stay with her, adapting to her insane hours, while trying to juggle your school and job, it was taking too much out of you. you still look back on the day you had to break things off with her. every night, before she was a vigilante, you two would go lie out on your roofs and watch the stars. astrology was your thing, and your thing only. you tried to explain things in a soft way, so you tied astrology and astronomy into it. "we've traveled the sea, we've ridden the stars," you were holding her hands in yours. tears were kissing her eyelashes, but stephanie was desperately trying to push them back. "we've seen everything from saturn to mars, and as much as it seems like you own my heart, it's astronomy: we're two worlds apart." those words still haunt you to this day. from far away, you wish you'd stayed with her. stephanie was the best thing in your life, and you hate that the two of you couldn't make it work. but, sitting there, in that memory, you were face to face with a stranger you once knew. old you thought that you'd fall back in love if you wanted. stephanie tried to preserve the relationship, saying "distance brings fondness." but not with you two. you were so hopelessly in love with each other, steph was saying anything and everything to keep you. "i'll change. i'll stop being robin. i'll leave it all for you. we can change. we can be what we once were. please. i'll do anything." you just shook your head. "stop trying to keep us alive. you're pointing to stars that have already died. you can't force the stars to align when they've already died, annie." annie. that was your nickname for her. only you used it.

summer child - cassandra cain. the mesmerizing, ruined cassandra cain was the subject of your bountiful, pure love. you knew everything about her. although the two of you are just friends, you want so much more with the silent girl. her inability to speak well means nothing to you. cassie has a language of her own. she speaks it when she sees all the flowers in the weeds. the way that she's scared of the dark when she sleeps communicates her trauma. she covers up her arms with sleeves so she can hide her scars, even in a hundred degree heat. her small, stuttering voice carries the weight of the world. a single whisper could part waters. cassie doesn't have to tell you anything. you've sat in silence many times before. it's not uncomfortable to you. these moments help you learn her language better. her father was awfully mean, he's the one who did this to her. but you know she still has some happy memories from her childhood. for instance, her favorite color is green. it reminds cassandra of the summer she turned three, running through the sprinkles in the street. cass tries to be happy all the time for her family. she doesn't want to burden them as she's burdened everyone else. so she'll laugh, and dance in the wind, and she'll sway and hug and kiss, but there's a darkness behind those eyes. even when she smiles. you wonder if you're the only one who sees that darkness. you aren't. but you're the only one who doesn't try to change that darkness. you instead try and help cassandra embrace it, trying to learn how to live with it. "you don't have to pretend that all you feel is mild," you tell her. you don't try to make the dark into light. she doesn't really like the sun, it drives her wild. she's a lying summer child. "aren't you way too busy taking care of everyone else to take care of yourself? when the sun goes missing aren't the flowers just as pretty?" you press on. "aren't the oceans just as deep? the trees just as green?" and as for me, i'll just watch you weep. the words are better left unsaid. cassandra's not ready for that. and you're not sure you are either. so you stand, tired of trying to get the love of your life to understand what she refuses to see, and you walk out. "remember, my beautiful summer child, you don't have to act like all you feel is mild." it's fitting that those should be your last words to the stoic, emotional daughter of bruce wayne.

yours - barbara gordon. you messed up the best relationship you've ever had. it's one of your greatest regrets. barbara was someone you'd call when you're alone; someone you use but never own; someone you touch, but never hold. you were somebody she would never really know. barbara only saw the front you put up, never allowing her to get to close to you. when the two of you first started going out, you knew that she wasn't the one for you, but barbara fell hard. she knows she's not the one you really love, but that's part of the reason she's never given up. barbara went through something similar with dick. he chose kori over her, doing stupid things like sleeping with babs, but leaving the wedding invitation to his and koriand'r's wedding on her nightstand the next morning. barbara could give you all you wanted- the stars and the sun, and still, it's not enough. she's not enough. but she stays with you, because all babs has ever really wanted was the look in your eyes, like you already know that she's the love of your life, like you already know you're never saying goodbye. but, begrudgingly, barbara is coming to terms with the fact that's your not hers, that she's not yours. she wants more, but she's not yours. and she can't change your mind, so secretly, you're still hers. so tell barbara that it's time to go, because god knows she can't leave on her own. the only thing harder than sleeping alone is sleeping with your ghost. "i shoulda known that it was dumb love." you're in her living room, having just gotten dressed from the previous night. it was nights like these that kept barbara hooked on you. "what?" you call out, having barely heard her words. "fifteen dozen roses." her tone is bitter. "all the things i've done for you not to notice. i can't believe i chose you over all my best friends. what the hell did i do in the end? just to not be yours? what was the point of it all?" you just stare at her. "what?" you repeat. "get out of my house." barbara snaps abruptly. "i'm not yours. i'm not your lover, not your girlfriend, not your anything. so there's no point for you being here. get out of my life." that was the last time you saw barbara gordon.

#batgirls #batgirls angst #batfam #batfam angst #batgirlies #batfam x reader #spoiler #black bat #orphan #batgirl #oracle #stephanie brown x reader #stephanie brown #spoiler x reader #cassie cain #cassandra cain x reader #barbara gordon x reader

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incorrectbatfam · 2 months

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How small must the world be for both Bruce and Tim to witness John and Mary Grayson's deaths

Or for 10-year-old Duke to crack the Riddler's puzzle before Batman swoops in and saves the day, long before his powers came into play

Or for Sheila Haywood to leave her son only to end up assisting his killer a decade and a half later

Not to mention the popular fanon concept of Jason knowing baby Damian in the League of Assassins

Now imagine how many other invisible strings could've tied them together

Like what if Tim and Jason went to the same school when Jason was Robin but all they shared was the occasional bump and "excuse me" in the busy halls

Or what if Babs was a tutor and helped an elementary-aged Steph finally understand her homework only for the Browns to cancel after a couple sessions because they couldn't afford it

What if the first person to buy Cass a hot meal was Kate on one of her travels

What if Alfred witnessed young Selina shoplifting groceries but chose to turn a blind eye

What if Jason lived on the same streets as the Row siblings and gave little Harper tips on how to use tools and defend her brother

What if Steph and Duke shared the same school bus, only he sat in the front while she was toward the back

What if the first person to teach Tim how to tie his shoes was Bruce at a gala because Jack and Janet were busy talking to someone important

What if Bette did a DNA test for fun and found a connection in Nanda Parbat but just assumed the results was faulty because she knew her whole family, right?

What if 8-year-old Dick, the day before his parents died, stayed at a cheap hotel near Crime Alley and found 4-year-old Jason wandering alone and said, "I'll be your big brother for tonight"

What if the universe knew they were made for each other and wouldn't rest until they realized it too

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confused-wanderer · 7 months

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Damian always brings disabled/badly hurt/ aggressive animals home without a doubt that the batfam would immediately adopt them and take care of them- growing fond of the strays and loving them.

Why?

They took him in.

He was no better.

#dick grayson #jason todd #nightwing #red hood #tim drake #batfam #batman #bruce wayne #headcanons #damian wayne #damian al ghul #Damian!angst #robin!damian #barbara gordon batgirl #stephanie brown #spoiler #oracle

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shyjusticewarrior · 23 days

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melucomarket · 5 months

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Late night batfam doodles (ft. Bernard)

#batfam #dc comics #cassandra cain #tim drake #dick grayson #bernard dowd #timbern #red robin #batgirl #nightwing #angst #dc robin

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goatsghost · 10 months

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batgirl (2000) #35

okay i like this page bc it reminds me of the mischaracterization of jason todd. people like to think he’s act first, think later, but that’s cass. she has no problem beating the answers out of people, bc she can’t read and do all this planning and researching beforehand like bruce and jason do. she watches trashy news because it’s one of the only sources she can use for current information !

jason is methodological. he makes sure every detail is in place before heading out, and has multiple backup schemes prepared in case things go sideways. but in more recent comics, jason’s seen as the guy who can’t wait to go out and bash some skulls. if you want that type of character, we have it already and that’s cass.

#i’m still upset over jason’s cheer storyline in batman urban legends lol #the fact that he didn’t want to research with bruce and then got caught in a trap by freeze and just GAVE UP #(loved the angst material but it feels more fanfiction-y than actual comic writing 😔)#batgirl #cassandra cain #barbara gordon #bruce wayne #jason todd #ggw liveblog

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fun-kytown · 17 days

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hiiiii I just posted the final chapter (chapter 8) of my first fic!!

featuring Jason Todd angst!! hurt!!! more hurt!!! comfort!!!! featuring Dick Grayson and Barbara Gordon!!!! Bruce is there too, but he’s a bit of an asshole. but Jason Todd!!!!

feel free to read and comment! I love hearing from everyone :)))

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magnoliasandarson · 4 months

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My readers on AO3 when I update and only half of the chapter is horribly depressing

go read Red Icarian on AO3, it's my baby. My sad, angsty, hopeful, baby.

#ao3 #ao3 fanfic #ao3 writer #dc fanfic #dc universe #dc comics #batman #bruce wayne #jason todd #dick grayson #robin #barbara gordon #alfred pennyworth angst #angst #batfam #bruce is a good dad here #at least he tries #good big brother Dick Grayson #batgirl

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forgotten-daydreamer · 2 months

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BATFAM FEBUWHUMP 2024 IS FINALLY COMPLETE!!

Took almost two months but, hey, it's over at last. As you may know, I started writing again after a year-long hiatus only in December 2023, and I honestly didn't think I still had what it took to complete such a lengthy challenge.

I certainly could have done better, but I'm glad so many of you seemed to enjoy my fics.

Working on them felt unsusprisingly cathartic, and surprisingly relaxing. Helped me to take my mind off some pretty bad stuff, and to process a lot of inner grief. This challenge also gave me the chance to meet some wonderful people!!

I've taken so long because I'm simultaneously working on many different projects, then on a couple of commissions, and of course, uni stuff.

I want to thank each and every person who liked, commented and bookmarked my fics (even who bookmarked them without commenting, but I am crafting your poppit doll as we speak) and everyone who will do so in the future, be it long or near.

Thank you for keeping me company and for your much-needed support, it meant a lot to me!! As usual, my inbox on Tumblr is always open (anon too) so, come say hi, feed me HCs, yell at me, whatever!!

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evasive-anon · 9 months

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I could say something meaningful about how Jason’s death affected Batman but honest to god I cannot get past how the symbol on Batman’s chest isn’t a bat but instead a fuckkng silhouette of his own head??? Does he wear that out places or is it just for training time???

Whatever, caption is Cass telling B she wants to get murdered but Bruce said no copying your brother you need to find your own schtick in Batgirl (2000) Issue 7 I guess.

#this entire series had me fucked up and still got me fucked up #cass cain #batgirl #batgirl (2000)#dc comics #batman #bruce wayne #jason todd #but I guess he’s only mentioned and like shown in a dramatic background framing Bruce’s angst or something #cassandra cain #comic panels #batgirl 2000 #original post

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sukiwrites · 9 months

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Love's Symphony

Jason Todd x gn!reader

Tags: Angst

Jason had been away, on a mission, and the hours without his voice, his laughter, his touch, had stretched on endlessly. He had spent the entire day out on patrol, trying to keep the streets safe from the ever-present criminal element that plagued the city. He knew the job was never easy, but it had been particularly grueling today.

But now, finally, the moment you had been waiting for was here. Jason was back. You practically leapt off the couch when you heard the familiar sound of his motorcycle pulling into the driveway. You raced to the door, your heart pounding so loudly that you thought it might burst from your chest. As soon as the door swung open, there he was, standing in all his brooding glory, his dark eyes locking onto yours.

Entering the dimly lit hideout, Jason kicked off his boots and tossed his helmet onto a nearby table. He rubbed his temples, feeling a dull ache starting to form in his head. Just as he was about to retreat to his room for some much-needed rest, he heard a voice echoing through the quiet space. Your lips stretched into a wide grin, and without thinking, you lunged at him, wrapping your arms tightly around his neck and pulling him into a bone-crushing hug.

"Jaybird!" The voice was enthusiastic and filled with an energy that Jason found almost overwhelming.

"Hey, you're back!" you exclaimed, a grin spreading across your face as you closed the distance between you and Jason.

He couldn't help but feel a small smile tug at the corner of his lips in response to your infectious energy. It had been a long day, and seeing you so happy to see him was a welcome sight. However, as you continued to chatter excitedly about your day, he felt a subtle throbbing in his head intensify.

He stiffened in your arms, and you pulled back slightly, noticing the storm clouds gathering in his eyes. His jaw clenched, and you could see the tension radiating off him.

"Hey, could you calm down," he said in a low, gravelly voice, prying your arms from around his neck. "You're acting like a damn hurricane."

You paused mid-sentence, the excitement in your eyes dimming slightly as you processed his words. The smile that had been so vibrant moments ago faltered, and you took a step back, suddenly self-conscious. You blinked, taken aback by his sudden coldness. "What?"

"You're being too loud and you're giving me a headache." he muttered, pushing past you and into the living room.

"Oh, uh, sorry," you mumbled, your enthusiasm now replaced with uncertainty.

You stared after him, hurt and confusion warring within you. You had anticipated this joyful reunion, the two of you wrapped up in each other's arms, but instead, his words hung in the air like a heavy fog. You had missed him all day, every second of it, and now that he was back, he was telling you to calm down? You felt like you had been slapped in the face.

For the rest of the evening, you tried your best to contain your exuberance, to dim the light that had been burning so brightly inside you. You spoke in hushed tones, moved with measured steps, and kept your laughter in check. Every fiber of your being ached to be near him, to touch him, but you held yourself back, convinced that this was what he wanted.

The days that followed were a monotonous blur. you moved through them like a shadow, your heart heavy with the weight of his words. You were consumed by a quiet sadness, an ache that gnawed at you day and night. You missed the way we used to be, the way he would wrap you in his arms and tell you that your happiness was his priority. But now, you felt like a nuisance, a burden that he couldn't wait to be rid of.

One evening, as you sat on the couch, lost in your thoughts, Jason walked in. He looked at you with his brow furrowed.

"Hey," he began, his voice gentle this time.

You turned to look at him, your eyes still carrying a touch of sadness.

"Hi" you replied to him trying to keep a straight face.

"Are you okay?" he asked, his voice softer than before.

You stare at nothing as you answer the question. "Why wouldn't I be?"

"You've been very quiet all week. You're not yourself. You used to be… well, you used to be energetic, and now you're like a shadow," he said, his gaze searching yours.

You swallowed hard, your throat suddenly tight. "You told me to calm down, and that I was being loud."

"I'm sorry for snapping at you," Jason said sincerely. "I know you were just excited to see me, But I needed a moment to adjust after being on that mission. I wasn't prepared to interact with you, but that doesn't mean I wanted you to disappear."

You sighed, your gaze dropping to your hands in your lap.

You felt tears prick at the corners of my eyes. You had misunderstood him, taken his words to heart in the worst possible way. "I just... I didn't want to bother you," you admitted, your voice barely above a whisper. "maybe I was being too much for you."

Jason reached out and gently tilted your chin up, making you meet his eyes.

"You're never too much for me," he said softly. "I appreciate your energy and enthusiasm. It's just... I was having a rough day, and I didn't handle it well. I didn't mean to make you feel like you had to change who you are."

A small smile tugged at the corners of your lips, and a hint of your usual spark returned to your eyes.

"You're forgiven," you said, giving him a playful nudge as you pout and say "But next time, maybe just tell me you're having a bad day instead of being mean, okay?"

Jason chuckled, relieved to see your spirit returning. He wrapped an arm around your shoulders and pulled you close.

"Deal," he replied. "Now, let's enjoy this sunset together."

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mylifeisfruk4ever · 4 months

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Winter in Gotham had no mercy. It was rigid, and ruthless, and caused more victims among the poor population than one of Mr. Freeze's bad days.

And even then, Mr. Freeze could be stopped.

Jack and Janet Drake, due to all their travelling, must have forgotten it, otherwise, they would have had the damned heating system repaired, as Barbara had already pointed out to them centuries ago!

But no, and now here she was struggling in the snow, with a feverish five-year-old child in her arms and the freezing wind hurting her eyes.

Good thing working for Drake should have been easy!

Her father wanted her to learn responsibility – and to stop going out at night like Batgirl, but they didn't talk about that and pretended the other didn't know – and the Drakes seemed a good option, always on the go and never breathing down her neck.

A match made in heaven. Moreover, Tim was a good child.

It was great for everyone. She never imagined it would be so frustrating. Even working with Batman didn't leave her wanting to become a Rouge and join Gotham's Sirens. And Batman was exasperated.

“Babs…I'm cold…”

“Don't worry,” Barbara reassured the five-year-old, holding him tighter. “You'll be better soon.”

And Tim will be better. Barbara would have done anything to make him feel better, even calling Kara in Gotham to have them both take her to Metropolis, where winter wasn't a fucking nightmare. Screw Bruce and his stupid no-meta rule.

But she won't resort to Kara just yet. First, he had to get to Wayne Manor.

The snow made it difficult for her to walk, but Barbara was nothing if not stubborn, and with a sick child to save. She struggled, almost tripping several times, but finally made it to the door of Wayne Manor.

She tried to knock, being careful not to drop Tim, while her heart was pounding.

Let him be in the house, let him be in the house and not out beating Mr. Freezer...

Miraculously, the door opened, and on the other side, Alfred Pennyworth looked at her with a raised eyebrow.

“Miss Gordon? What are you doing out in this weather?”

READ MORE A place to stay warm

#au #fanfiction #bruce wayne #tim drake #the batman #feels #batfamily #kid fic #fic #my fic #angst with a happy ending #hurt/comfort #barbara gordon #batgirl #dick grayson #jason todd #batfam #alfred pennyworth

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incorrectbatfam · 2 months

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Your name is Robin

You are fury and passion

The lighthouse in a stormy sea

Yet your crown is taken from you

Placed on the head of another

Your name is Robin

You are a hero, you can fly

Cherished in ways you'll never know

But misplaced loyalties run abundant

You smell the burns still smoldering

Your name is Robin

You are persistent curiosity

Healing others yet lost yourself

You're robbed of your mask

But you already knew the story

Your name is Robin

You are sharp words and a soft heart

A sudden firecracker

Fizzling just as fast

Do you even remember who you were?

Your name is Robin

You bear the burden of legacy

Large shoes to fill, miles to walk

An anticipated champion

A martyr following a script

Your name is Robin

If only it wasn't

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eggplantwaffles · 1 year

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I know people want Jason and Steph to be friends, which I understand. They are very similar and would cause amazing amounts of chaos. But I think nobody is considering the possibility for drama here.

I think the similarities in their stories are just as compelling as the differences. Here’s some juxtaposition (I think I’m using that word correctly) for you:

They both had abusive, criminal fathers and addict mothers. But Jason grew up in Crime Alley and ended up on the street stealing to survive, before Bruce took him in. Steph was (lower?) middle class and lived in a suburb of Gotham. Jason was set up for failure by his economic status and where he lived, Steph was failed by the people around her (Arthur and Crystal).

Jason gets taken in by Bruce, going from living on the street to living in a mansion. Bruce loved him and he was Bruce’s son. Jason became Robin largely for fun. Steph was never “saved” from her situation, and she had a crappy up and down relationship with Bruce, which was partly a result of what happened to Jason. She became a vigilante all in her own, to save herself.

The only precedent to Jason’s Robin was Dick, who obviously grew to be a very successful solo hero, so there was a lot of pressure on Jason to live up to the original. Steph had three Robins come before her, but instead of being compared to Dick, like all the other Robins, she was compared to Tim and Jason. Bruce always saw her as a stand in until Tim came back and she could never get past that, but he also saw a lot of Jason in her which is (partly) why he never wanted her to be a vigilante (until she was useful to him).

They die in very similar ways but there are still some key differences, when Jason died he was actively trying to save his moms life. He objectively died heroically, but what gets remembered was his impulsiveness and this idea that he got himself killed. Steph died trying to fix a mistake she made. She accidentally started a gang war and got people killed (it wasn’t entirely her fault, a lot of it was because Bruce never really trusted her and treated her unfairly). When Jason died Bruce was actively trying to save him, but he never even knew Steph was gone. Steph escaped on her own and ran into Bruce on her way to Leslie’s clinic.

When Jason come back to life, he spends the time before returning to Gotham with the League of Assassins (not the best influences tbh). He expected Bruce to avenge him, but he never did. Jason was pissed off that his father let the man who killed him live. Steph (who spent her time after dying around better influences, like doctors) never expected Bruce to avenge her, she had many reasons not to expect this: Bruce was not her dad, they didn’t have a very positive relationship, and she started a whole gang war before she died.

When Jason come back as Redhood he is a villain, he goes on a crime and killing spree, becoming a major crime lord in Gotham. When Steph comes back she just goes back to being Spoiler, while Jason was angry at Bruce for not avenging him, Steph was just trying to make up for her own mistakes. Steph earns herself a second chance and becomes Batgirl, which she works hard for and genuinely succeeds at.

And I know that was a lot of information and (subjective) analysis but I thought it was important. So here’s where the drama comes in, I think that Steph intentionally avoids Jason for a long time because she used to get compared to him. She never knew him as Robin, all she knows is she was told she was too much like him and was gonna get herself killed, and then exactly that happened. And now he kills people, so what does that say about her?

Jason, on the other hand, doesn’t know Steph. What he does know is that another Robin died and came back, but this one came back better. When Jason died he was saving his Mom, when Steph died she got other people killed. But she gets to come back and be Batgirl? He’s upset that (from what he can tell) her death doesn’t affect her, she’s bright and optimistic, while his death haunts him.

Add on to all this the fact that Jason has a memorial in the bat cave and Steph doesn’t. Steph knows that despite all that Jason has done, Bruce and the other bats would still welcome him back into the family, but if she did what he did Bruce would take Batgirl from her and she’d be completely on her own.

So anyway, I imagine them eventually getting in a huge argument about something random and it boiling over into some minor violence before the other bats break it up. They act like children and are pretty nasty to each other and every other bat can tell it’s not really about each other but about how the other bats (specifically Bruce) have treated them.

Eventually Steph and Jason figure it out and find out they actually get along and have a lot of common interest (reading, making fun of Bruce and Tim, kicking weirdos in the crotch) but before that happens they don’t like each other and the other bats all feel really guilty about it, because what are comic books if not vessels for pain?

#stephanie brown #jason todd #dead robins #robin #batgirl #the spoiler #bruce wayne #batman #red hood #batfam angst #dc comics #batfamily #bat family #new earth #pre new 52

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shyjusticewarrior · 2 months

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How many Batgirls have to ask Jason to take care of himself before he listens?

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scourgeofgotham · 1 year

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Violet and Crimson

Chapter Four

Warnings: SMUT 18+

Graphic Sexual Content, Crying, Unresolved Trauma, Dom/Sub, Slapping, Praise! Kink, Begging, DD/LG, Stockholm Syndrome, Mentions of Self-Mutilation, Hallucinations, Grief, Death, Reader has PTSD

Watching her boyfriend die after she was so close to saving him, crushed her. If he didn't fight with her, she could have gotten the barbwire off. She kept going through scenarios in her head about the two of them escaping Arkham together, trying to cope with the loss. She couldn't tell Bruce, he would be upset at her for not being as to save him. She barely talked to Dick anymore and the same with Babs.

She was all alone again.

The guilt clouded her mind, the grief made her self-destructive, and seeing it unfold made her depression even worse.

She would hallucinate that he was there next to her, still alive, still hers. Then when she felt a smidge of happiness, she would hallucinate that he died. Different ways for each occasion. In the morning getting ready? She would open the closet door and see his body hanging there. At the table trying to eat? He would slice his throat with a knife. She would immediately excuse herself and run upstairs and vomit.

The anger and grief filled so much of her broken heart that every time she got uncontrollably angry she would cut herself. Her whole body became littered with scars and fresh cuts that she couldn't go anywhere without covering up. Her anger became so volatile that Bruce would have to take her off the field. When Tim was given the new mantle of Robin, she came close to killing a Two-Face goon.

She would often sleep in his bed and sleep in his clothes, wanting to remember his smell, it eventually his smell went away. Nothing smelled like him anymore. She couldn't remember the soft buttery voice that she fell in love with. Or how his touch felt.

All of his bath products were used up in hopes of trying to recreate his smell. Once she got to the cologne, she knew it wouldn't work so she gave up. Eventually, she stopped sleeping in his room, and in her mind, she boarded it up.

After years of what felt like torture, the hallucinations stopped. It was two years since Jason’s death. Then she started getting presents. Roses would be sent to the Manor addressed to her. She would receive presents in the mail, and Valentine’s Day cards in August. There would be new sets of Lingerie that would come in with a note that said

“Can't wait to see you

-Your Knight.”

She backtracked all of the purchases coming into an account that, Bruce's money was going into. She tried to get information from the companies but had no luck. She held on to hope, one last time that Jason didn't die from the Joker.

She was at the bookstore one day, picking out some new novels, when she noticed a figure walking behind her. She only got a glimpse of his face and saw a scarred cheek, but not being able to make out what the scar was. She had alluded that this was Jason watching over her.

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Jason was trapped in Arkham for another 8 months. One day the Asylum went into lockdown, and he made it out of the abandoned wing. Only to come face-to-face with Slade Wilson, Deathstroke.

“I've been paid to assure you never get off this island.”

“I'll triple what the Joker is paying you.”

He ran off to Venezuela with Deathstroke and spent a year training and planning to make his militia. He adopted the moniker “The Arkham Knight” to haunt Bruce.

Jason returned to Gotham, he allied with HUSH to go on a fact-finding mission to determine the abilities of Batman’s allies. He spent time building weapons and tanks to counteract Bruce.

During this time Jason would follow his beloved Batgirl around sending her presents, and slowly taking things from her room to fill up their home. He put up camera’s around her room so he knows when to enter. He would climb in from the window into her room at night watching her sleep. He chuckled every time she would cry out to him

“Jason...”

“I know baby, I'm here, when the time is right I'll reveal myself. I gotta kill Bruce for what he did first, then we can be together again.” he whispered “I'm not mad at you for not rescuing me anymore, but I'm gonna save you from this monster.” He laid still next to her, petting her hair, occasionally he would sleep next to her, alert in case she woke up.

//

“Love you, Daddy thank you for taking care of me.” her soft high pitched voice confessed.

“Love you too, Belle.”

She finally accepted her fate.

He took the mask that was laying on the bed and went to put it on, suddenly stopping when she went to reach for his face. “I want to touch...” she whined. He slapped the hand that was about to touch his disgusting scar, “Touch Daddy’s face, and I won't ever take off my mask again.” he growled. He put his hand around her neck. “You’ll never hear my voice, or better yet,” he leaned in close. “I'll never come back,” he whispered.

She was about to cry again, tears flooding her eyes when he slapped her. “I– I’m sorry Daddy, I prom– I won't– again.” she choked, the pressure of his hand made it even worse. He took his hand off of her neck and put the helmet back on. “Next time ask.” The distorted voice called out. He took off her blindfold, seeing how red and puffy her eyes were.

“Sweet girl.”

He got off of her and went to go off the bed then he felt arms snake around his body.

“Please don't go...” he heard her soft fragile voice. “I'm sorry.” He unwrapped her arms and got up.

“I have to.”

“Why?”

“When it's October 31st Bruce will be dead.” The distorted voice said. “Gotham is gonna fall.”

He got up and walked to the bathroom, handing her a satin robe. “The door is alarmed, anyone trying to get in or out, I'll know.”

“After Bruce suffers for what he did, we can be together.”

“When will you be back?” she asked softly.

“In the morning.” He put in a code on the keypad to open the door and walked out.

“I love you,” she called out to him.

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