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lazydoodlesandfanfic · 4 years

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Selina’s Kitten (Jason Todd X Fem!Reader)

Characters: Jason Todd X Fem!Reader

Universe: DC, Batman

Warnings: Mention of death of parents.

Request: idk if you're down for something like this, but maybe a thing where the reader is Selina's niece (parents are dead ofc this is DC) and something happens to Selina so bruce takes the reader in and she falls in love with one of the robins? preferably knighting or red hood? Thanks!!this is the anon who submitted the request for Selinas niece, but I was wondering if Selina could have trained the reader to be a vigilante too? named like… kitten or someting? thanks!!

“Kitten, what are you doing here? Where’s Selina?” Bruce asked when he saw you approach him in the alleyway he’d been beckoned to due to the sound of gunfire going off. He hadn’t found any blood, or anyone injured, and as he was investigating, you showed yourself.

“I fired those shots.” You informed him immediately. “I needed to get you here as soon as possible.” You explained to him. Bruce tilted his head lightly, sensing something was wrong immediately. One, you holding yourself unsure, and two, you were alone.

“What do you need?” He asked.

“Selina went out last night and she didn’t come back. She said she’d be gone for 3 hours max. I know that usually means 7 hours but… she’s not answering her phone either, and… I’ve asked some goons around and they’ve not seen her either.” You explained to him. Bruce sighed. That wasn’t good.

“Okay. Come on.” Bruce told you, and you followed behind him to the car, and he took you back to the cave. He wanted to go out and look for her immediately, having no doubt that she was in danger, but he knew he had to look out for you first, knowing full well if Selina found out he put her needs in front of yours, she’d never forgive him.

You were more than a sort of side kick to the Catwoman. You were her niece, and Selina had took you in after your parents had been killed. It was Gotham, unfortunately this was more common that anyone liked. Sure Selina wasn’t the best role model, having taught you had to pick locks, steal and to lie, but she was a damn good guardian. She made sure you attended school, and now university, had a plan for the future, and she for the most part kept you out of her ‘side job’, though you had helped her enough to have met the Batfamily, and of course know their real identities. You had gone to school with Jason and Dick. Talking of Jason...

“Is Jason gonna be there?” You asked him as he drove, and he couldn’t help but chuckle. Ah, he knew about the… relationship between you and his second oldest. It had started the exact minute you two met for the first time. Jason was still Robin and Selina had took you out for some experience, and had been caught. When he was done telling off Selina and they finished their conversation, he finally noticed Jason and you had gone to a corner to talk, and when Selina called you back to her side, you’d stuck your tongue out at each other, before saying you’d see him later. Whenever you ran into Bruce since then, you always asked about Jason and if he was present, you and Jason went and did your own thing, usually causing mischief. When Jason died, you sort of fell of the radar, focussing on your studies and finishing school before continuing to higher education, and becoming very distant from Selina’s work. Bruce was proud of you for it, Selina even more. When Jason came back, despite you now being a hard working student with a bright future, and Jason being a vigilante who distanced himself from his family to work alone and to therefor kill, you two inevitable ended up back by each other’s side, this time with romantic feelings in the mix. Anything actually concrete had yet to be announced, but both Bruce and Selina, as well as all of Jason’s siblings knew it was inevitable.

“ I have no doubt that when we let him know he’ll be right over to make sure you’re alright.” Bruce lightly teased with you, hearing a soft giggle from you, making him smile, before you fell silent for a moment. “I will find her, Y/N. I promise.”

“What if you can’t? What if…”

“Then you have us.”

He got you to the batcave, and as soon as the others saw you, Tim was on the comms to tell Jason you were there, while Dick came up to ask what was wrong. Bruce gave a rundown, and Alfred got you something warm to drink, and it wasn’t long after that Jason arrived, stumbling off his bike to get to you quicker. “Hey, you okay?” He asked you, putting a hand on your shoulder and the other being used to examine your face.

“Yeah… Selina’s missing though.” You told him.

“I’m going out to find her. Jason I want you to stay with Y/N to make sure she doesn’t go off my herself.” Bruce told his son. Usually telling him to stay behind started an argument, but this time he only nodded and started walking you upstairs.

“You sure it’s okay to leave those two lovebugs here alone?” Dick asked, getting a smirk from Damian.

“Maybe they’ll finally admit they love each other.” Bruce simply answered, getting the equipment he needed and starting to head out again, the rest of his kids following after him to start the search for your aunt.

Hope you like it! If you have any questions, please send them in!

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krispydefendorpolice · 4 years

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Miraculous Future (2)

After the Picnic/Saturday afternoon

KDP> I’ve updated story tags, so please check those before you read.

Previous Next Masterpost

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Marinette and Adrian managed to work together to get all the kids, Chloe, Kagami, Nino, Nathaniel and Alix into the two large cars Alfred and Jason had driven.

“Alfred, do you know if there will be baby necessities where we’re going,” Marinette asked as she made sure the kids were settled into seats. There was no car seats for a toddler in either of the cars.

“We do not have anything for older babies,” Alfred sighed.

“Hold him,” Marinette said passing the toddler to Jon, “keep getting everyone organized.”

After giving directions she ran through the park and across the street to her parents bakery. She ran right past her mother who was helping a customer and up to the apartment above the bakery. In her room she found the diaper bag she was making for Bruce and Selina’s new baby and packed it with a few of the diapers, wipes and other items she kept at her place from when she babysat the kids of her parents friends.

“Marinette what is going on? Mr. Wayne called and said something about an incident and children?” Sabine asked as Marinette made it downstairs.

“Somehow children from the future are coming into the present.” Marinette made a face, “including six that are calling me mom.”

“Six!?” Sabine exclaimed.

Marinette shrugged, “We’re working out what happened and hopefully we can send the kids back to their times. Since classes are over after today, can I stay with Mr. Wayne and the others until this is resolved.”

“I think they’ll need the help,” she said holding up the diaper bag she carried as proof.

“Mr. Wayne has already suggested having you and your friends come help with the children if you’re willing.”

“I’m willing,” Marinette immediately said.

Sabine smiled, “he offered to pay for your father and me to go with you but with the orders we have to finish this weekend...” she trailed off.

“It’s okay Maman. It’s the end of spring and the wedding business is booming.” Marinette shrugged as if it didn’t bother her.

“Thank you Maman,” she said kissing her mothers cheek before running back to the waiting cars.

“Thank you for waiting Alfred,” she said as she slid into the car. She accepted the baby and did her best to hold the boy in her arms as safely as possible for the short drive to the hotel.

“I hope we can get you guys back home soon,” she said a little worried about what they would have to do to keep them safe if that wasn’t the case.

“It’ll work out somehow Bug,” Adrian said and smiled at the twins snuggled into either side of him.

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When they arrived at the building that held the French branch of Wayne Industries, Marinette was less than surprised. Even the men waiting for them at the curb didn’t surprise her.

Damian opened the door closest to Marinette and the children upon seeing him and Luka started calling out greetings for their ‘Papa Luka’ and ‘Baba’. Like when he saw Marinette the toddler practically leaped into Damian’s arms. Marinette, not expecting it, nearly dropped him but Damian caught him and shifted the baby into his arms. The baby, once settled, just babbled at Damian and patted his hands on Damian’s cheeks.

Marinette had to stifle a laugh at Damian’s deer in the headlights look and quietly snuck a picture using her phone camera. Dick and Tim helped Nino, Nathaniel, Alix, their future kids and the future teens out of the second car before both groups were being shepherded into the building. Bruce Wayne himself met them inside and escorted them further into the building.

“Thank you for coming,” He was saying to the group. “For whatever reason this phenomenon is occurring across the globe the heroes affiliated with the Justice League are escorting the children to local access points where we can transfer the children to a safe place they can be protected while they get to the bottom of this. We were told the Batman would be escorting your children himself from this point.”

The door Bruce led them to opened to a conference room where he ushered them inside. “You can wait in here until he arrives.”

“Thank you dude, I mean, sir,” Nino said before walking into the room with his three kids from the future.

“Thank you,” Alix echoed before entering with her boys and Nathaniel and his girl saying thanks in passing.

Once everyone was seated around the table he said, “Considering that these children are from the future, members of the League will be asking you for information to help identify possible causes that led to the children being displaced. Since they are technically underage, we would need parental consent to speak with them. But given the unique circumstances we need to know if you would qualify as an adult that could give us that consent?” He asked looking at the teens in the room.

Nino, Nathaniel and Alix nodded. They had all had their 18th birthdays during the school year. Marinette’s birthday was last month as well, however having skipped a grade when she was younger she was only 17 years old.

“I’m not,” she said.

Bruce nodded. “I did speak with your mother and she said they would support any decisions you made. Additionally your future children will have a second parent involved and we’ll need to identify who that is, if we’re to have all the information available to us to help solve the mystery they present to us.”

“We could probably tell you all that,” the male teen, McGinnis the girl had called him, offered to them. “Marinette, future Marinette that is, had all the kids tested to identify the bio dad because they would have unique family medical histories depending on who they are.”

“Very well,” Bruce acknowledged, “but the testing will still need to be done to verify and to be put in the records.”

“Okay,” Marinette agreed.

“Let’s begin from oldest to youngest. Can you give us your names and ages. Then the names of parents,” Bruce said and looked at the two teens.

“Oldest would be me,” the boy said, “I’m Terry McGinnis, 17 years old. My mom and dad are Warren and Mary McGinnis. There’s more to process with my genetic information but that’s something I’d prefer to go over later B-Man.” He finished with a significant look at Bruce.

Bruce nodded before turning to the girl.

“Helena Wayne, 15 years old, daughter of Bruce Wayne and his wife Selina Kyle. Hiya dad,” she finished with an impish grin at the shocked man.

“Let’s get the rest of you done in batches,” Dick tried to pick up where Bruce had stopped in his shock. He looked at the kids with Nino.

“Dahlia Lahiffe, 13 years old, my mom and dad are Alya Cesaire and Nino Lahiffe. My sisters are Lacy and Julie Lahiffe, 7 years old, their parents are Stacey and Nino Lahiffe.”

“I break up with Alya?” Nino asked.

“Mr. Lahiffe, it’s difficult to say what the future holds. Even with these children here in front of us, it’s possible that their very presence has changed our futures and what happened to result in their world may not happen in ours,” Bruce finally pulled himself out of his shock and addressed Nino’s question. “The best thing we can do is to live our lives the best we can.”

Nino nodded before attention turned to Nathanial who in turn looked at his little girl.

“Mary Kurzberg. I’m 4,” she said holding up five fingers. “This is my daddy,” She added hugging Nathaniel. “I don’t know where my papa is.”

“Is this him,” Nathaniel asked showing her a picture on his phone.

“Papa!!” The little girl exclaimed holding his phone and hugging it.

“It’s a picture of my boyfriend, Marc Anciel,” He told them. “He hadn’t shown up to the picnic yet when the kids appeared. I can text him to meet us here.”

“Please.” Bruce said.

“I guess that leaves you munchkins,” Alix said looking at the boys with her.

“I’m Rolland Kubdel. I’m eight years old,” one said.

“I’m Theo Kubdel and I’m six years old,” the younger one interrupted.

“I’m talking poop head,” the older boy said hitting his younger brother on the arm.

“Ow,” the younger yelled, “mama Rolland hit me.”

“Stop it. Didn’t we go over this in the car downstairs,” Alix asked, “no hitting each other.”

“And your parents,” Bruce asked getting the kids back on track.

“William and Alix Gavroche,” the older finished.

“Okay, that leaves you and your group, Marinette.” Bruce turned attention to their group.

Marinette blushed because she had some suspicions based on how the kids interacted with their future adults what their responses would be but listened as the oldest girl interrupted.

“You should do Sakura first. It’s only her and her mom’s. We have a lot more in our family.”

The adults agreed and turned to the little girl.

“My names Sakura Bourgeois-Tsurugi. I’m six years old and my mothers are Chloe Bourgeois-Tsurugi and Kagami Tsurugi-Bourgeois.” She frowned thoughtfully at her mom, “I don’t know who my dad is.”

“You’ll want to test me just in case,” Adrian said, “but I don’t think it would have been kept from her if I was the donor.”

Chloe nodded in acknowledgement of his words but didn’t add anything.

“We haven’t ever heard anything about her dad,” Terry said, “just that Kagami and Chloe are her moms and that Chloe was the one that was pregnant.”

“And we’ve spent three weeks every year during the summer holidays at their madhouse since I was seven,” Helena added. “That was a fun year too, since both Marinette and Chloe were pregnant.”

“We’ll test just in case but we’ll rely on the two of you to make decisions based on the information we have,” Bruce made a note in the file he created for the girl.

“I’m Emilie Kent. Ten years old, and the eldest of Marinette Dupain-Cheng-Couffaine-Wayne and Adrian Kent.”

Adrian was pleasantly surprised at the information that this was his daughter by blood and that he and Jon would be married in the future. Jon looked confused by her introduction though he was a bit happy about Adrian marrying him too.

“I’m Thomas Couffaine-Wayne. I’m the 8 year old son of Damian, Luka and Marinette.” The boy said with a stubborn cross of his arms.

“Damian’s his bio dad but he’s always been pretty stubborn about the fact that he has two dad’s,” Terry said.

“Shut it, McGinnis,” Thomas turned on the older boy.

“Make me, kitten,” Terry said tauntingly to the smaller boy.

Marinette pushed the small boy back into his chair when he growled and stood up. She didn’t feel like separating them if they did actually get into a fight like she’d seen Damian and Jason do on occasion.

“I’m Emma Couffaine-Wayne,” one of the twin girls said next.

“And I’m Jane Couffaine-Wayne,” the other girls said.

“And we’re 6 years old,” they finished together.

When they didn’t say anything else the adults looked at Terry and Helena.

“Luka and Marinette,” Helena answered.

“I’m Guy, and I’m five years old. Mama is my mama and Baba, Dad, Papa Adrian and Papa Luka are my dads.”

“Guillaume Kent. Jon and Marinette,” Terry inserted before the adults could ask.

“And last is little Louis Couffaine-Wayne, he turned two a month ago and he’s biologically Luka and Marinette’s,” Helena answered for the baby who was really too young to say much of anything understandable.

Bruce finished the last of the notes before putting the paperwork aside.

“The next steps are going to depend on what you agree to,” he started. “The League are going to need to see the kids to do their tests and to ask additional questions but that will be in the smaller familial groupings and will take a day to get through all the children that have arrived here in the present.

“They are setting up quarters for the future children to stay in while they are in the current time. Whether you stay with them or just arrange to visit them while they are here is up to you. It is inadvisable for them to go to your current homes because of the circumstances of their presence here in their past present to them.

“If something should happen then most medical personnel would not believe that you have the rights to approve treatments. Additionally if any currently active villain somehow got ahold of them they would again be in distress as because they theoretically do not exist yet.

“Yes they are here. We can see them and talk to them, but legally, they are non-entities and we can’t change that.”

“What are you recommending sir,” Nino asked.

“The League wants to take responsibility for the children while they are here to protect them. There are a few secure locations that the children can stay at and visitation can be arranged or if you prefer it can be arranged for you to stay with them.”

“I think I’ll stay with them sir,” Nino said and looked at his oldest girl. She smiled at him which he returned.

“Me too, but could Marc stay as well,” Nathaniel asked.

Bruce nodded. “If he wishes to of course.”

“I’ll stay as well,” Alix sighed with an exasperated smile. “Someone is going to need to keep these two from killing each other,” she said as she broke up yet another silent fight between the boys.

Chloe and Kagami were quietly conversing with Sakura so attention turned to Marinette, Luka, Damian, Adrian and Jon.

Damian was quick to insert, “Couldn’t we arrange for this group to stay with us at the manor father? It’s as safe as any of the houses that the League has available and I think they’d be more comfortable in familiar quarters.”

Several ‘Please grandpa’s’ followed his suggestion from the kids before he added, “And I think Ms. Bourgeois, Ms Tsurugi and their daughter might be more comfortable there as well.” When little Sakura had started pleading to grandpa right along with the Bugs.

“We’ll speak with the League and if Marinette and the others agree, I won’t mind hosting them,” Bruce answered to the children’s cheers.

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thepurplebutterflythings · 4 years

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Kitty Cat & Tweety Bird (Part 16) - Jason Todd

Gif: Dxnninja on Tenor

Word Count: 2.1K

Paring: Jason Todd (Titans) x (f)Reader

Summary: Jason and Y/N spend some quality time together while Dick third wheels. Y/N meets the board of Wayne Enterprises.

Warnings: N/A

A/N: This is a little series I am doing about Jason Todd in Titans. I don’t know Comic!Jason very well so I’m taking all of this from the show, and at the moment he hasn’t been in very often, so please forgive any mischaracterisations.

Tagging: @bella-0104-123 @ninergirl1d @httpfandxms @rosybrock @attackonnat @reclusive-chicken-nugget @demoiselle-en-detresse00 @young-psychos @thesleepykaijuu @thescottpack @nightlygiggles @rougestorms @sinon36 @acvrosstheuniverse @friedchickening @chillybabe

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There was zero chance for Jason and Y/N to sneak away as they jumped over the roof tops of Gotham with Dick overseeing them. He loitered behind them the entire time, watching them with an eagle eye, never giving them a chance to escape and enjoy themselves.

‘We can’t get five minutes to ourselves,’ Y/N sighed as her and Jason dawdled over the rooftops, Dick lingering behind them just enough so they could talk privately but close enough that they couldn’t ditch him.

‘Yeah, sorry about him,’ Jason smiled sympathetically to Y/N, his mask covering his cheekbones but highlighting his eyes. ‘If I knew he was so close then I would’ve been quieter.’

‘Not your fault,’ Y/N assured Jason, ‘as he said – he’s technically my brother now. Aren’t big brothers supposed to be, like, giant pains in the ass?’

‘You’d prefer a little brother?’ Jason chuckled. ‘Aren’t they like… little demons or something?’

‘I don’t know – I’ve been an only child all my life now I’ve got a new dad and a brother along with that,’ Y/N shrugged as she waited for Jason to climb over a roof that she had already conquered, ‘it’s a totally new life. I’ve got to adjust to it all, I guess.’ Y/N smiled tightly as Jason landed on his feet next to her. ‘It’s been months though, since I learned who my dad was, and since I met Dick, I thought I’d be used to this by now.’

‘Come on,’ Jason said, ‘you can’t really expect to just walk into a new life and not be affected by the change, Kitty Cat. You’re only human.’

‘But I’m more than ‘only human’, aren’t I?’ Y/N groaned and leaned her head against the bricks, ‘I’m Batman’s daughter, I’m Catwoman’s daughter. I was raised by Poison Ivy and Harley Quinn. For fuck sake, I pet-sit Hyenas on my Saturday nights.’

‘That doesn’t mean you’re unshakable,’ Jason said, placing his hands on her waist and resting his forehead against hers. ‘You have every right to feel overwhelmed and not know how to adjust or know what to do – everyone feels like that, regardless of background, of who they are. It’s human.’

‘I know,’ Y/N nodded and spoke quietly, ‘but I’ve never felt this overwhelmed by life before. Becoming Lynx was easy, coming to terms with Mum being a criminal was easy, knowing who Auntie Ivy and Auntie Harley were was easy, fighting the Joker was easy – this is so unknown to me.’

‘Well,’ Jason kissed the end of her nose gently, ‘I’ll help you through it. I’ll hold your hand the whole time.’

‘Hey, you love birds alright?’ Dick asked appearing behind them.

‘Yeah, yeah,’ Y/N nodded, ‘just talking, appreciating the distance from the paps.’

‘Yeah, they’re a pain,’ Dick smiled awkwardly, ‘after I moved out of the manor, they left me alone, but before that, they were utter hell!’

‘So, in your professional opinion,’ Jason began, ‘when will they leave us all alone?’

‘Honestly?’ Dick frowned, ‘not till they get what they want.’

‘And what do they want?’ Jason asked.

‘They want me, don’t they?’ Y/N mumbled, ‘to know me?’

‘Pretty much,’ Dick nodded, ‘they’re vultures, and they’ll keep circling. If they don’t get the information through us, as a family, they’ll get it somewhere else, a less legit source, and then that’s the public’s opinion of you.’

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For the first time since her formal announcement to the public, Y/N Kyle-Wayne was back inside the building of Wayne Enterprises, not as an intern, nor as Bruce Wayne’s assistant or Jason Todd’s girlfriend, but as the future CEO of the company. To say it was overwhelming was an understatement. Shaking from head to toe, Y/N gulped as she was led by Bruce towards the board room, filled with board members who were eager to tear her apart and prove she had no right to the Wayne Fortune or Business. Stopping in the middle of the hallway, Y/N pressed her hands against the wall to brace herself. Bruce and Dick stopped and watched before Bruce approached his daughter.

‘You alright?’ Bruce asked softly as he rubbed her back.

‘Nervous,’ she confessed.

‘We don’t have to do this today,’ Bruce said in a comforting voice, ‘we can call the whole thing off.’

‘No, no,’ Y/N shook her head, standing up straight, ‘let’s do it. Rip the bandage off.’

‘We’ll be right there with you,’ Dick assured his sister.

‘I know,’ Y/N nodded, giving a hesitant smile before the trio continued towards the board room.

‘Ready?’ Bruce asked, placing his hand on the handle.

‘Let’s go,’ Y/N said as Bruce opened the door. The three walked into the boardroom. A long wooden table took up most of the space with elegant office chairs blocking any and all free space. Every single one of those chairs were filled with members of the board of Wayne Enterprises. All were old, miserable men who stared Y/N down the moment she walked in. Seeing the large, ceiling to floor windows that overlooked the Gotham skyline, Y/N felt at ease, sighing in relief before meeting the shark eyes of the board members.

‘Mr Wayne,’ one of the men said standing up, ‘Mr Grayson.’

Y/N noticed how he didn’t acknowledge her, but rather her father and Dick, and looking at the other two, they noticed it as well. Dick coughed and folded his arms.

‘What? My sister isn’t good enough to be greeted like a human being?’ Dick spoke up.

‘No, no,’ Y/N turned to Dick, ‘I’m sure the man had a perfectly good reason for being unbearably rude to the future CEO of Wayne Enterprises, right, sir?’

The old man merely quirked his lip and met the gaze of the young Wayne, almost amused.

‘Well, young lady, you must understand how your position in the Wayne Line is obviously up for debate, and anyway, you are far too young and… delicate to take the position of CEO. CEO’s need to be strong and respectable.’

‘Dude,’ Dick chuckled, ‘she served my ass to me the first time we met – she’s stronger and more respectable than all of you lot put together.’’

‘He’s saying I can’t run a company because I’m female,’ Y/N said, ‘right? Along with questioning whether I am a Wayne.’

‘Well, what name did you go by for most of your life? It was that Street Rat Girl Mr Wayne fawned over in childhood, correct? Kyle?’

‘Selina is her mother, yes,’ Bruce said, ‘and her father is indeed I. You can see the DNA test results that we have. Obviously, I was prepared for those who would doubt the truth that was right in front of you. Can’t you see the Wayne in her?’

‘Mr Wayne, you surely cannot expect this… girl to lead the company after you leave.’

‘I can and I will.’

‘And I have a name,’ Y/N snapped, ‘if any of my future employees would care to know.’

‘My son would make a far superior CEO than this girl.’

‘Again, I’ve got a name.’

‘Just meet with him.

‘Oh, I’ve met your son, O’Connor,’ Bruce scoffed, ‘the one doing lines of cocaine in the bathroom at the Gala, yes? Utterly unfit and, currently, being arrested by GCPD for possession and use of drugs.’

Y/N placed a firm hand on O’Connor’s upper arm.

‘O’Connor – is it?’

‘Greggory O’Connor,’ the man said.

‘Well, Greg, mind if I call you Greg?’ Y/N said, not giving him a chance to answer before carrying on, ‘why don’t you take a seat and listen for a change rather than shove your nose where it doesn’t belong, especially when you’re as misogynistic as you have been towards me, who is, I will remind you yet again, is your future boss. And you still haven’t asked me my name.’

‘What is your name, Miss Wayne?’ Another man spoke up as Greggory sat back down. This man looked kinder, warmer with a greying beard and wire glasses.

‘It’s Y/N,’ she said directly to the man, ‘and you are?’

‘Lucius Fox,’ he smiled at Y/N, ‘I see the Wayne in you. Stoic – just like your grandfather, but a warmth that is undeniably Martha, especially in those eyes.’

‘Thank you, Mr Fox,’ Y/N nodded towards the man as she took her spot at the front of the room, ready to address the members.

‘I have no doubt that when you lead the company, you shall do it with the strength and values that all previous Waynes’ have had.’

‘I like him’ Y/N said, turning to her father, ‘don’t fire him,’ she joked, causing a few little laughs in the room. ‘Now, I’m certain that if you asked all of us in this room at this point last year where we’d all end up, none of us would’ve said here, in this moment. Especially I of all people. Yes, as Mr O’Connor and my father said, my mother is Selina Kyle, who did grow up on the streets, but she has worked hard to provide me with a stable and good life. I do want to be CEO of Wayne Enterprises. I believe that we, as an international enterprise and a Gotham based one as well, need to show that, when we work together, Gotham can be more than criminals that run the city, we need to show that, when the people stand up against the evil and wrongs in the world, we can make a difference. A lot of people in Gotham are pushed aside, never heard, and those people are the ones who suffer the consequences of us and our ignorance. My mother was one of those people, and she was lucky and was able to claw her way out, though it wasn’t without hardships. But we need to make sure that none have to the pain and trials and tribulations that my mother went through, and that starts with us.’ Y/N paused, ‘As some have made themselves abundantly clear, you are not happy with me eventually becoming CEO of Wayne Enterprises, although I don’t want to be cruel here but I will state the truth I don’t know how many of you will be with us when what time comes, sorry if that comes to a shock to any of you but death is inevitable. I do hope that the ones of you who are happy with me will be able to work alongside me in using Wayne Enterprises power and influence to better Gotham City, and hopefully other places in the world. Those who aren’t fond of me and perhaps are secretly plotting against me, no offence if you don’t like me and aren’t plotting against but this is Gotham – we’ve been trained to expect the worse – I hope that you take this moment to do one of two things, one, you look at yourself and your world view and question why you are so threatened by me becoming the CEO, and hopefully we can see eye-to-eye and work well together. I don’t want any arguments to breakout amongst us all, we’re supposed to be colleagues, teammates, brothers-in-arms even against the war in Gotham. If you still cannot, or will not, work with me and see eye-to-eye, are still threatened by me, a young woman who will work hard to achieve her aims in life and will not be threatened, blackmailed or bullied by those weak willed and weak minded fools, I hope you take that as your queue to end your time here at Wayne Enterprises. I do look forward to working with you, and I hope we can do it like a family, for that is what everyone in Gotham is, family. No one else knows what it is like to live in Gotham, for it is a complex and unusual upbringing to have, and that is our strength as a city, no matter where we are from in Gotham, rich or poor, young or old, we all grew up the same, with that fear of the criminals and what they would do. Some of us were lucky enough to do it in a penthouse, others in crappy apartments, and others on the streets, but at our core, we’re all the same. We are Gotham. Let’s change it for the better.’ She finished and stepped back, slowly but surely members of the board began to clap for Y/N, all except O’Connor who stood up and met the trio’s gaze.

‘My letter of resignation will be on the desk by the end of the day, Mr Wayne.’

‘Very well.’

The man walked out the room while the others all came towards Y/N and welcomed her kindly. Lucius Fox patted her on the back and spoke gently, seeing her concern over O’Connor.

‘Don’t worry about Greg,’ Lucius assured her, ‘he’s no threat, all bark and no bite. He’ll just make a comment to the press and fade away. You think Wayne Enterprises is the first place he’s quit from?’

‘Thank you, Mr Fox.’

‘Call me Lucius, please, as you said, we’re family.’

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bisexualsforprompto · 4 years

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“Tongue Tied” Maribat Mondays ‘Mute’

@maribat-mondays and thanks to @caffeinetheory for beta reading!

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Damian didn’t have a soulmate and he was fine with that fact.

Well ‘fine’ wasn’t the right word but he had learned to accept it. It wouldn’t have been acceptable in the League of Assassins and it’s not like he needed one after seventeen years of not having one. Damian would never admit it but he did feel...inferior sometimes when he saw all of his family who had soulmates. Only 2% of the population didn’t have one.

Dick had Kor’i, Tim had Connor, Jason had Roy, his father had Selina, and Damian was pretty sure even Alfred had one (though the old man never said who it was). Where did that leave Damian?

At first he had thought it might be Mar’i, the Grayson spawn. Then he thought maybe Emiko. He had even considered Jon! Sometimes he wondered if he even had liked any of them romantically or if he was just trying to make up for his lack of a soulmate.

Not that it mattered. It wasn’t like Damian cared if he had anyone special. He’d been used to being ignored or judged all his life. His own father had forgotten his birthday and of course he was pitted against his cousin as a child. One less person to judge him? One less person to ignore him? Sounded fine to Damian. It definitely didn’t bother him when his father wasn’t there for his thirteenth birthday, he’d call anyone ridiculous for suggesting such a thing, but did he really need someone else to forget birthdays? Compare him? No.

Damian Wayne didn’t need a soulmate.

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Marinette was late.

Shocker.

She rushed to the bus, hair a half brushed mess and Tikki just barely making it into her purse.

“Wait!” She yelled before the bus pulled away. As she hopped on the bus out of breath she watched as Miss Bustier shook her head and tutted disapprovingly.

“Marinette what did I say about setting an example?” She said quietly placing a hand on the girl’s shoulder. Marinette shoved it off, the whole ordeal made her angrier than normal and it could surely only get worse. Marinette walked slowly to the back of the bus ignoring the whispers.

Alya and Lila sat together rolling their eyes at her and as always Sabrina and Chloé openly shunned her. Marinette sat alone with misery as she watched Adrien look at her out of pity and snap his head back. Marinette sighed and was prepared to put her headphones in until they reached Wayne Enterprises, but of course before she could reach the safe haven of melody Lila had to open her big mouth.

“You know my soulmate lives in Gotham!” Lila said causing everyone on the bus, save Marinette, to stop what they were doing and listen to Lila. Alya brightened next to her best friend, “OMG Girl! Who is he?!” Lila giggled.

“Well you may have heard of him so make sure to keep quiet about it, but he’s Damian Wayne!”

“Bruce Wayne’s son?!” Alya marveled, Lila nodded with feigned modesty. “Woah! What kind of bond do you have?!”

“Well, until I met him at one of the Wayne galas when we were eight I couldn’t see the color of his eyes and he couldn’t see the color of mine. When we saw each other it was like the world exploded into blue!” Lila sighed. Rose swooned, “So romantic!”

“Doesn’t Damian Wayne have green eyes?” Asked a quiet voice. Everyone turned to Nathaniel, Lila shooting daggers with her eyes.

“Well-“ she started nervously.

“Wait, Adrien, dude, haven’t you met Damian Wayne?” Nino asked to the blonde sitting next to him.

Lila visibly paled though Marinette didn’t know why. It wasn’t as if Adrien ‘spineless’ Agreste was going to speak against her.

“Yeah I did.” Adrien gulped, “He has blue eyes…” Marinette rolled her eyes and put in her music, Adrien was such a hypocrite. First saying that as long as they knew the truth everything was fine to openly lying for Lie-la.

“Can I see your soulmark?” Asked Rose, she loved seeing the romantic mark that was received on both soulmates after they met each other.

“Well- I- it’s in a private space if you know what I mean!” Lila chuckled.

“Don’t worry, Lila, we believe you.” Adrien said.

“So annoying.” Marinette whispered into her purse. She saw Tikki give her a confused look. She didn’t realize why until she spoke again, “What?” But no sound came out. Marinette started yelling frantically only for no sound to come out once more.

“What’s going on?!” Tikki asked in a hushed whisper. Marinette shrugged and went into full panic mode. She ran through the possible scenarios of why she had gone mute. A miraculous side effect? But glancing at the tiny red goddess next to her who was as confused as Marinette that couldn’t have been the case. An akuma? No they were out of Hawkmoth’s range. Maybe Lila was an evil witch who cast a spell on her? Well probably not, Lila was less of a witch and more of a b-

Suddenly it hit her. Marinette grabbed her notebook and began scribbling furiously. She shoved it next to Tikki who read it wordlessly.

There’s a soulmate connection that activates when the two are in a certain radius of each other, until they meet the two will be mute. The bond is really rare.

Tikki brightened, “That’s wonderful Marinette!” She exclaimed as she continued to whisper not to alert anyone around Marinette (not that the class could care less about her).

What are you talking about Tikki?! This is a disaster!

Tikki gave Marinette a puzzled look. Marinette looked like she was sighing though no audio came out.

Gotham is huge! There’s no way I’ll find my soulmate before the trip is over! Then I’ll be mute forever! I won’t be able to be Ladybug if I can’t say the transformation phrase! Then Paris will be doomed! Hawkmoth will win and I’ll never get a hamster or meet my soulmate or-

“Marinette!” Tikki flew back into Marinette’s purse in a flash and Marinette shut her notebook abruptly. Miss Bustier stood in front of her. “Are you ready?” She asked expectantly. Marinette gulped and nodded noticing everyone else had already exited the bus. Sighing silently Marinette stepped out of the bus and became face to face with Wayne Enterprises.

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Damian had been complaining about the fact that he had to come with Grayson to meet the school kids for their tour. Dick pointed out Damian was in school which lead to Damian’s signature “TT.”

Only this time something was wrong. Damian no longer heard his voice. He started to say something again only for no sound to come out. Dick gave him a confused look before brightening.

“YOUR SOULMATE!” Damian winced at Grayson’s volume. He lifted an eyebrow as to say “what of it.”

“You must have the mute soul bond! I bet your soulmate is in the French class! Oh my gosh I can’t wait to meet them!” He practically squealed. Damian was about to protest, after all, there were plenty more plausible reasons for his sudden muteness and it could’ve been sheer coincidence that the French class came when (if) his soulmate came to Gotham. “It’s so romantic! When you guys meet you’ll be able to speak again! Then your soulmark will appear!” Dick all but swooned.

“I prefer him mute.” Commented a low voice. Dick and Damian whipped their heads around to see Jason, who was certainly not dressed to be in a formal work environment, smirking at the situation. “As much as I like Demon Spawn silent, do you really think he has a soulmate?” Jason asked raising a cocky brow trying to get a rise out of the youngest Wayne. Damian retaliated shouting words at Todd...which he couldn’t hear. Jason starting snickering at his brother’s predicament.

“Come on Jay, be nice!” Dick said, “Besides it’s not like-“

Dick was cut off by the sound of the double doors of Wayne Enterprises opening. An Italian girl with quite untasteful hair, green eyes, and an ugly orange ensemble walked into the building as if she owned it. She was followed by an entourage of students. Damian recognized one as Adrien Agreste, he never liked that boy, far too much of a pushover. When Adrien met his gaze a look of panic flashed across his face before he averted his gaze.

“Odd,” Damian remarked silently as he was rendered mute from whatever cruel trick the universe decided to play on him. Damian sighed although nobody could hear it, that would take some getting used to, he hoped his torture would end soon.

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Marinette hoped her torture would end soon. Her other classmates, people she had once called friends, were picking on her before they had left her to go into the Wayne Enterprises building. Lila has tried to rile Marinette up by mentioning ever so craftily that the Italian had a soulmate whereas nobody would ever want to be with a bully like her.

The fact that her muteness came into play and Marinette couldn’t say a word back only made it worse. When Lila couldn’t get a response out of the bluenette she shoved her into a nearby rose bush with all too many thorns.

Marinette hadn’t missed the winces from the sudden display of violence that had come from Alya, Adrien, Rose, Mylené, Juleka and surprisingly Chloé (though Chloé had tormented her she wasn’t about to get her hands dirty and get physical). That didn’t change the fact that they didn’t do anything to help her. They simply let her sit in the bush picking thorns out of her skin while they walked into Wayne Enterprises. And of course teacher of the year Caline Bustier hadn’t seen a thing either.

Marinette sulked as she picked out more thorns, at this rate, she'd never be done. They had probably already convinced Miss Bustier to leave her behind. She could feel Tikki subtly helping out with the rose bush thorns from behind where she couldn’t be spotted and where Marinette couldn’t reach. She turned around to her kwami and gave her a subtle smile. Tikki gave her a sad one back, in all her years she never had a holder who had been treated in such a manner.

Marinette felt slightly victorious as she plucked out the very last thorn from her shoulder and stood up carefully walking out of the rose bush. She ran her fingers through her hair noticing that she’d need to take her pigtails out because on had gotten too many thorns in it. She sighed as she let her hair down, something she seldom did, and walked into Wayne Enterprises.

Little did she know, she’d have an uproar awaiting her.

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“Good morning!” Dick greeted as he walked towards the French class. “Before I begin the tour, is this everyone?” The red haired French teacher didn’t look around before nodding.

Dick furrowed his brows. Damian was unsettled by the teacher’s reaction, but it was probable that she had done a headcount before they left the bus. Dick clasped his hands together, “Okay! I’m Dick Grayson and I’ll be your tour guide along with my brothers Jason Todd-“

“Nah count me out.” Jason said in English, “I only came here because Tim forgot his coffee and since I was the only one home he wouldn’t fucking leave me alone about it.” Dick sighed, rolling his eyes.

“I’ll be your tour guide,” he started again in French, “And my brother Damian Wayne will be too.”

Damian’s eyes scanned over the crowd falling on Adrien once again who had looked as if he was going to be sick. Damian raised an eyebrow, the leader of the flock of French students shared the same expression.

“Wait,” said the redhead girl who was standing next to the leader of the students, “Didn’t you say Damian Wayne was your soulmate?” She smiled. Damian scowled, this wasn’t the first time something like that had happened but he wasn’t keen on dealing with it when he had no voice.

“Um yeahhh.” The brunette laughed nervously, “This must be a different Damian Wayne, the last name is very popular!” Damian wished he had his voice just so he could point that the opposite was true.

“But Richard Grayson,” begun a tall dark haired girl with all black covering her, “Lila, that’s one of Bruce Wayne’s sons and he said that this Damian Wayne was his brother.” The Lila girl paled.

“And didn’t you say Damian Wayne’s eyes were blue?” Asked one of the other students. Damian smirked, he did like seeing justice getting served.

“Wait! Adrien said that too!” Suddenly everyone’s eyes were on Adrien.

“Wait dude, I thought you meet Damian Wayne.” Adrien looked as if he was drenched in sweat.

Suddenly another person burst through the door. Damian couldn’t see who it was because the crowd was blocking the view, whoever it was must’ve been petite. He did hear the teacher call out, “Marinette! Where have you been?”

“Wait, so you were missing someone?” Dick asked rubbing his temples, “What a mess,” he whispered to Damian. Damian rolled his eyes, he had dealt with far worse than this.

“Marinette, you’re supposed to set an example! Why were you gone?” The teacher asked sternly. No response. The Lila girl took the opportunity where the negative attention wasn’t focused on her.

“She’s such a bully Miss Bustier, she threatened me before we came in here! I bet she went to find something to hurt me with!” She began to cry. Even though just seconds ago the students knew she had been lying they comforted her. Damian couldn’t believe what he was seeing.

While they consoled the liar Miss Bustier pulled the Marinette student with her. Damian was finally able to get a good look, she was short as suspected with gorgeous blue hair and bluebell eyes, she was pale and obviously of Asian decent. His eyes traveled to her lips.

“Wow.” He heard himself say. Damian jumped. He glanced at Dick, “Did you hear that?!” Dick nodded,

“That must be your soulmate!” He exclaimed.

“Not necessarily, I-“

“Only one way to find out!” Dick grinned. He took Damian by the hand and pulled him over to the girl and the teacher.

“Marinette! Stop ignoring me and speak!” Miss Bustier shouted. The girl looked exhausted. Dick tapped her on the shoulder. Marinette spun around to be met with Damian’s face. She blushed as she almost slipped.

Damian caught her as she tumbled backwards, “Thank you monsieur!” She said. “I can speak again!” She exclaimed to no one in particular.

As Damian took her hand to lift her back to her center of gravity he noticed that a robin picture had appeared on her hand. He had a matching ladybug on the hand he helped her up with. He cracked a small smile.

“I guess we're soulmates.”

—Bonus—

“Lila Rossi I presume,” Damian said as he walked with Marinette over to the liar who was still being wrapped in a hug by her classmates. Lila smiled nervously when she saw who was standing before her.

“Oh uh hi, listen what happened back there-“

“Save it.” Damian said narrowing his eyes, “Expect a call from my lawyers.” He said. Lila retreated out of the building causing Miss Bustier to run after her.

“But Damian!” Adrien cried.

“Don’t you dare.” Damian heard Marinette say next to him. He was surprised by the amount of bite in her voice. “Lila’s lies were hurting people, your refusal to tell the truth was hurting people. Consider yourself lucky that Lila’s lying didn’t get all of you in trouble.”

“You know she was lying?! Why didn’t you tell us?” Alya shouted to Marinette.

“I told you multiple times. I stopped because none of you listened.” She deadpanned. Damian couldn’t help but be impressed, his soulmate had a handle on things. “And Adrien knew too. He didn’t say anything at all.”

“You lied for her dude?!” Said Nino folding his arms remembering him covering for Lila when Nathaniel pointed out Damian Wayne’s eye color. Adrien guiltily nodded and Nino shook his head, “Not cool.”

“Come on guys! I just didn’t want Lila to get akumatized.” Adrien said waving his hands in surrender.

“They were all lies!” Alya cried as she searched through her phone. “I had to write lies on my blog! I lost over half of my followers, I thought they were just jealous of Lila!”

“Lila told me that she could partner me with one of the best Manga artists in Japan so I stopped working with Marc. We broke up because of her lies!”

“Prince Ali told me he wouldn’t talk to me anymore because of the people I spend my time with! I was so confused and when I asked him about Lila he said he didn’t know her, Lila just told me that he was protecting her by not speaking about her. I lost my best friend!”

“Seems like you should’ve listened to my soulmate.” Damian spat before taking Marinette by the hand and leading her away.

“We’re sorry Marinette.”

“A lot that does now.” Marinette said as she followed Damian without looking back. “Thank you.” She whispered into his ear.

“No problem Angel.”

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nightwingvixen23 · 4 years

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💋The Real Mob Wives Of Gotham City🍎

Episode fucking 5 :

“Yeah i got married drunk in Vegas; hasn’t everyone?“

Slade & Dick : *walking down the busy sidewalk past boutiques and shops*

Slade & Dick : *stops in front of a coffeehouse*

Slade : *smoking*

Dick : *glares at Slade*

Slade : ...

Dick : *clears throat dramatically*

Slade : what.

Dick : I am your ******* wife. DUH. I expect chivalry. I am a man with class

Slade : porca miseria *opening the door for Dick* since when.

Dick : *sashaying past Slade into the coffeehouse*

*cuts to solo interview with Dick*

Dick : *beaming* It’s been a while since Slade and I have been out on a proper date, and the CUTEST little ******* coffeehouse just opened up a block from us, so I thought, why the **** not ?? I’m more than just to be used as a goddamned blow up doll in the bed room, cazzo, how could Sexy Ace not remember ?? I’m also Arm Candy *licks lips sensually*

*cuts back to Dick and Slade walking away from the Barista with their coffees*

Dick : Isn’t this nice, Sexy Ace ?

Slade : *grunts*

Dick : *takes Slade by the arm*

Slade : You’re not an old woman, you don’t need my arm.

Dick : *gasps* I am not an old woman, you’re right, I’m your ******* wife you piece of ****

Slade : *thinking of how he only has one fucking cigarette left in his pack along with him*

Slade : ....Figlio di puttana.....

Dick : *smiles brightly*

Dick : Let’s go drink our coffee outside, mkaaaayyyy ?

Slade : whatever you want

Dick : now that’s what I’m talkin’ about

Random Man : Richard ? Mio dio. Is that really you, tesoro ?

Dick : *turns to face a handsome older man with a coffee cup*

Dick : *confusion*

Dick : *realization*

Dick : *slow grin*

Dick : oh. my. GAWD ! Vanni ??

Vanni : In the flesh, you gorgeous thing

Vanni : *embraces Dick*

Dick : *hugs back*

Vanni : *sizes up Slade over Dick’s shoulder*

Slade : *fingers clenched in suit jacket*

Vanni : *smug douchebag*

*cuts to solo interview with Vanni Salvadore*

Vanni : Yeah I know Richard; or Dick as he preferred I call him, but I just couldn’t get used to that name. *runs a hand through his slicked back, black hair* we first met years back in Las Vegas, mediocre am I right ? *laughs* I agree. But there sure wasn’t a damn thing mediocre about that ass that was ALL over my lap that first night if yanno what I mean. So I bought the two of us a round of drinks...which turned into some more drinks. And that’s how we ended up married in A Little White Chapel. *sighs* damn...should’a kept a rope on him. He’s lookin’ fine as ****.

[ From behind the camera : And what about Slade Wilson? ]

Vanni : *head thrown back in hilarity* AHAHAHA are you all SERIOUS ?!!! THAT son of a bitch ? He might like playin’ an intimidating character but he’s the same as any red blooded man. I ain’t scared of him; Mob Boss or not, don’t matter to me. Also, can I just point out that if there’s somethin that Vanni Gino Salvadore wants *smirks* then Vanni Gino Salvadore gets it. No questions asked.

*cuts back to Dick explaining to Slade just how he and Vanni met*

Slade : *listening with half an ear*

Dick : we were so ************* wasted when we got hitched.

Slade : *now at full alert*

Vanni : If I remember correctly, I woke up with your legs wrapped around my neck—

Dick : AHA ! Let’s save the bull**** talk, hmmm Vanni ??

Slade : ...

Slade : so you’ve been married before me.

Dick : Well yeah. I mean, it was one dumbass drunken night in Vegas; ain’t everyone done that ? Oh don’t give me that look babe ! It was three ******* years ago !!

Slade : THREE years ?

Dick : And, I mean, we broke up two weeks later

Slade : TWO weeks ?

Dick : *deadpan* C’mon now. Have you seen me, Sexy Ace ??? Why wouldn’t any man attempt to keep me collared ? My ass is offended as ****

Vanni : *suggestively* speaking of collars—

Dick : *slaps a hand over Vanni’s mouth*

Dick : yeah let’s not talk about that either kaaaay ? Good god it’s like you’re trying to **** with my marriage !! Can’t you see that I’m HAPPILY wed now ?

Vanni : *chuckles*

Vanni : *playing with Dick’s hair* That don’t mean nothin’ to me, Doll Face. Your preference in men still hasn’t changed though yet, has it ? Ya still like em older ??

*cuts to solo interview with Vanni*

Vanni : *braggingly* With a head full of thick black hair and piercing green eyes ? I mean just LOOK at these babies! *nears into the camera so we get a faceful of Vanni Salvadore* ******* god damned SPELLBINDING green eyes, am I right people ?????

*cuts to Slade grabbing Vanni’s wandering wrist*

Slade : You don’t wanna go there. At. All.

Vanni : Oh yeah ? Or what. Ya gonna make me ‘swim with the fishes ?’

Slade : *growls*

Dick :*oddly aroused to be fought over by two rich ass older hunks*

Young Woman : *stomps up to their little group of misery*

Woman : Vanni Gino you ******* stronzo !

Vanni : *whips around*

Vanni: Mia—

Mia : *slaps Vanni*

Vanni : um. ow ?

Mia : I heard it all from our table ! I thought you were simply going to catch up with an old friend, I didn’t know you and this bimbo were married once !

Dick : Wow. Excuse me honey ? bimbo ?

*aggressively chaotic background music*

Mia : All the pretty ones are

Dick : *sizing Mia up who is literally just a spitting female image of Dick himself*

Dick : you’re one to talk little Miss Priss

Mia : *dramatic gasp* I ought to slap you too you man grabbing puttana !!!

Dick : oh va’ a fare in culo

Mia : *taking he earrings off*

*cuts to solo interview with Mia Electra Salvadore*

Mia : I don’t know WHO this sassy little **** thinks he is, but he’s gonna get that ass handed to him in about 2 seconds flat if he’s not careful.

*cuts to a zoom in on Slade looking utterly done with this shit*

Slade : So you’re currently married

Vanni : *stands taller/trying to be as intimidating as Slade but yeah buddy it ain’t workin’*

Vanni : Yeah. What about it

Dick : *rolling his eyes*

Vanni : However *looks Dick up and down* being married doesn’t mean that I still can’t sample the buffet

Mia : *slaps Vanni’s left cheek*

Dick : *slaps Vanni’s right cheek*

Vanni : um. OW.

Vanni : What I meant to say was that it ain’t no thing what gets my motor running as long as I park in the right garage

Slade : Not if that motor get’s a leak in it

Vanni : The hell does that even mean ?

Slade : *punches Vanni in the face*

Vanni : *goes down with a leaking bloody nose*

Coffeehouse : *gasping in horror*

Mia : *hurriedly leans down over husband*

Mia : *pats his cheeks*

Mia : oh my gawd I think he’s unconscious

Mia : *stands up*

Mia : *glowering down at Vanni*

Mia : HA!! That’s EXACTLY what you get you ABSOLUTE piece of ****!

*cuts to solo interview with Dick*

Dick : *fanning himself theatrically* It was so ******* hot I couldn’t help myself

*cuts to Dick leading Slade into the bathrooms at the back of the coffeehouse with a smirk*

Slade : *puts an unlit cigarette between his lips*

Slade : *carries Dick the rest of the way to the bathrooms unnoticed*

[ camera crew : You two will get in trouble, we need to wrap this up. Get back to set now. ]

Dick : *flips crew off*

*run. those. fucking. ending. credits. right. the. fuck. now. i. don’t. have. all. day. yo.*

💋Up Next on :The Real Mob Wives of Gotham City. .🍎

Selina : *somehow gets roped into clothes shopping with Talia*

Selina : *steps out of her fitting room in an outfit topped off with over the knee leather boots and a fitted grey fur jacket*

Talia : *steps out of her fitting room in an outfit topped off with over the knee leather boots and a fitted grey fur jacket*

Selina : Well one of us is going to have to change

Talia : And that someone is going to be you honey, ‘cause ain’t no way I ain’t gonna be the one to get this outfit. And ain’t no way you’re gonna have the same exact one in your god damned closet

Selina : *seething* The hell you’ll be the one getting this outfit you little—

Damian : *steps out of his fitting room in an outfit topped off with over the knee leather boots and a fitted grey fur jacket*

Damian : *glances to mother and stepmother in matching attire*

Talia : ....

Selina : wait, what...??

Talia : *confused click of the nails*

Damian :

Damian : *annoyed*

Damian :

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robinmagik · 6 years

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Not A Minute Wasted (Part Three)

A/N: Uhhhhh enjoy! Also wtf @ DC @ Tom King??? pls enough is enough my heart is breaking like when I saw Asra cry in The Arcana Game??? Oh yeah and there’s two parts of part three bc it’s too long to just post the whole thing like that so i divided it

Recap: “That’s not…please stop crying, L/n.” He didn’t know what to do.“Excuse me.” She sniffles. “W-we’ll continue this conversation…I just gotta…go.” Tim was going to greet her but she passes by quickly. He turns to glare at Damian who was confused himself.“What did you do?”“Nothing, Drake. Excuse me.” Tim is left alone in the kitchen with an empty cup in his hand. “What in the hell?”

PART ONE PART TWO FINAL

Like a child, Y/n hides in the green house near the rose bushes, and sobs. How truly horrible she is. Maybe Damian’s right. Breaking up with Bruce is best but then again Damian doesn’t like Y/n one bit so who is she to listen to a child who is crazy smarter than her. It was weird though, despite his dislike towards her, she sees him as her own. But she would never tell that to Bruce.

Damian found her but he didn’t know what to tell her, what to say, or how to comfort her. Times like this was when Dick was needed. He was best with words and emotions. Such a hassle. Damian sighs. What would Grayson do? He left and then came back five minutes later. He gave her a tart. Children and women like sweet things so this should calm her down.

“I-I did not mean to make you…cry, L/n.”

“No. No. It’s not you, papito.” She chuckles. “I woke up feeling sad is all. But I suppose you’re right, your father’s well-being is important and breaking up is better.”

“Don’t put words in my mouth, L/n!” He says sharply. “I was simply going to suggest for you and him to take a vacation. I read somewhere that vacations help couples relax more and therefore get along better.”

She begins to cry even more.

“What did I say now?!” He frowns. Emotions are troublesome. How can someone who is not a baby cry so much?!

“You’re so sweet, Damian!” She cries. “Don’t you hate me?”

“Please, L/n, I don’t have time for that. I dislike you, that’s all.” He hands her a handkerchief.

“Why?” She dries her tears. “Is it ‘cause I’m not your mom?”

He narrows his eyes at her before looking away. He began to pace back and forth with his hands behind his back.

“I do prefer my mother, Talia Al Ghul, to be with my father but that simply cannot be because…it’s complicated.”

“Oh, I’m sorry.”

“You apologize too much and for no reason at all.”

“What the hell else am I supposed to say?”

“Nothing.” Damian simply shrugs.

Y/n giggles. “You’re the cutest boy, y’know?”

“I’m not cute.” He pouts cutely.

“No, you’re right. You’re handsome.”

He smiles a bit.

“Well, vacation for both of us is…well…not going to be easy. Why don’t we start smaller?”

“What do you have in mind?”

“Getting along for once?”

Damian looks offended by the idea but then nodded. “Fine. If that helps father then I am willing to get along with you.”

“Whoo, boy. You sacrifice so much.” She said sarcastically.

“Now, eat your tart before Alfred finds us. I’ll get in trouble if I spoiled your lunch.”

Y/n giggles. The tart was the sweetest thing she had that morning and will ever have. She had a feeling that Damian’s thoughtfulness made it sweeter than it should’ve been. She savored every piece and moment with that boy. They even began to like each other after pretended to do so in front of Bruce. There was no more pretending.

When Y/n stayed away from the manor because she was simply to tired to come over, he’d stop by during his patrol and stay for a while until he had to go. Sometimes he’d stay until the next day for her pancakes and scrambled eggs with tomatoes and scallions. It was different from Alfred’s cooking obviously, but he liked her food.

One day, while he was eating the eggs, he over heard her talking to a friend over the phone.

“Aw lucky! I can’t believe you got to pet a llama! I’ve always wanted one. They’re so cute!” She laughs. “Send me the pictures, okay? Okay, I love you. Besos. Ciao.”

“Who was that?”

“My girlfriend from college. Her class went to the Andes Mountains and got to meet some llamas.”

“Oh. When do you plan on going back to college?”

“Honestly, next year.” She took his plate and placed it in the dishwasher. “I’ll get a bachelors degree in engineering or linguistics. Or both. I got the time.” She shrugs.

“I have knowledge in both majors. Whatever you choose I can always help.”

“Thank you God because you and I both know I’m not as smart but smart enough…y’know?” She laughs. “Anyway, you gotta get going. I have to leave for work and you have to sleep. You’ve been up all night, nene, you gotta sleep.”

“I can perfectly take a nap here, L/n.”

“Uh, no. Go home, besides I’ll pop up after work.”

“If you insist.”

As promised she went by to the manor only to find something out of place.

“Is that a llama?” Y/n looks behind Bruce to see a white llama grazing on the grass.

“Yes. Yes, it is.” He sighs. “Damian stole one from a zoo.”

“Pft, of course he did. You guys have Bat-cow and now Bat-llama. That’s just so cute. Is Ace Bat-dog too? Do-does he go on missions with you guys? Huh? Huh?” She couldn’t contain her giggles.

Bruce grunts one of his many grunts of displeasure yet he couldn’t help but crack a tiny smile as Y/n giggles.

“Y-you gotta get a bat-bird…oh my god, a bat-bat!” She squeals, now laughing. “A bat-bat! Oh, I’m gonna cry!”

“You’re enjoying this a little bit too much.”

“Bruce, honey, please!” She laughs. Then she gasps in sudden realization. She slaps his very flexed bicep. “Where’s batboy?! You guys have Batgirls but no Batboy! Robin?! That doesn’t even make sense! I’m gonna have a fucking stroke! Hahahahahaha!”

“Batboy was one of the names considered and so was Tonto—“

“Tonto?!” She shrieks of laughter. “Batman y Tonto! Ohhhhh gooooood! B-Bruce yo-you’re killing me! Y-you’re killing your cute girlfriend!”

“Cute?” He chuckles.

His arms were crossed across his chest as she held on to his arm, bent over laughing with tears running down her face. He knew the llama had something to do with Y/n and it did when she fawned over the llama and Damian stood proudly. Sadly, the llama had to go back but not before they named him; Batboy The First. She held onto Damian as Batboy was shipped off. At least they could go visit him at the Gotham Zoo. This wasn’t the first or last adventure or trouble those two gotten themselves into.

No one could believe it though. It’s been a year that Bruce and Y/n were together. They were the couple of the century, with how beautiful and wild she was and how he chased after in the tabloids. But it wasn’t really like that. They just put a show for the people of Gotham.

She got terribly worried when he came back one night half dead and half alive. She wanted to cry but she couldn’t. She was too scared of loosing him and crying meant that she lost him. Anyone would’ve seen that as the last straw but no, not Y/n. This was what she signed up for. Dating Bruce Wayne meant dating the whole package.

Y/n was part of the family even though she didn’t fight crime or did anything except cheer them on and just be there for the hard times. Dick, Barbara and Y/n always had mini dates whenever he was in town or just the two of them whenever he wasn’t. Jason would teach her about cars and guns and then they’d go shopping for some good books to read, or just hang out and do nothing. And Y/n loved Tim and she loved listening to his rants about whatever case he was on. It helped him hear himself and open up a bit because just like all of them, he overworked himself. Then there was Stephanie whom she adored so much. She loved how determined and strong-willed she was and how she took on the world. Cassandra was curious about Y/n and they quietly got along, she made Y/n laugh a lot and she even taught her how to kick ass just in case because this is Gotham after all. And Duke, she loved their nightly conversations. He was a good listener and so was she when it was his turn.

There was something missing though. Y/n looks at Bruce who was talking to Lucius Fox. She could listen to him for hours and never get bored. Yet, she didn’t know why she felt this way.

“I bought you this dress.” He says. “I saw it and I thought of you.”

She gasps. “Oh my God! Babe! This is gorgeous!” She was giddy. She took it out of the box and went to try it on. When she came out she lit up the room. “I love it!”

It was yellow, fitted dress with a beautiful trail and a slit on the right. The dress made her curves pop out even more. She looked amazing. It even glittered under the right type of lighting. She was truly the highlight of the evening. Bruce Wayne had the most beautiful woman on his arm. She was incredibly happy. Then she met Selina Kyle.

A/N: Honestly??? Selina could murder me and I’d thank her???

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