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hypewinter · 11 months
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After Danny exposed Vlad and his corrupt dealings, the older halfa got the last laugh by getting his blacklists from all engineering jobs. Desperate for a job Danny ends up applying for a personal assistant position and he actually gets it. It only takes him a week to see how detached Bruce Wayne is from his own company. AND he has his 16 year old son running it as CEO!? No way is he letting that slide.
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bigfan-fanfic · 5 years
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The Bat-dads 4 (Male!Reader x Batfamily)
If anyone has a specific situation they want to request with this reader-character, make sure to mention that you’d like a headcanon for a Batdad!Reader.
It was hard for you to deal with Jason’s death. 
Even though you constantly worried about Dick and Jason being injured or traumatized, it never occurred to you that this was actually a potentially lethal hobby for your husband and sons.
So you were almost as reluctant as Bruce to keep adding to the Wayne Clan
But then along came the next additions to the family.
Tim
You and Bruce had a strained relationship for a while, especially after you advocated for the Joker’s death.
No one knows this, but you practically begged him to kill the Joker, to make sure no one else would have to lose a child, a parent, a friend to his madness ever again.
But when Tim showed up on your doorstep, it was your worst nightmare.
Alfred had disappeared, Bruce was incommunicado, Dick was captured, and the only people able to help were a man untrained in combat and a skinny tween.
But the two of you raid the Batcave for some castoff suits that were still good enough to work.
And that night, there are two Batmen in Gotham, one with a Nightwing and the other with a Robin.
You and Tim use strategy and clever tricks to disable and evade the guards, and eventually free Nightwing and rescue Batman.
Tim is the only one to have actually seen you in vigilante action (you have not gone out since, and his account of your tactical and combat brilliance is a much-requested story)
Black Mask’s men are terrified of you because they thought they had the Bat cornered, and now there’s another one? Like, what???
Tim is basically your son from that moment on. Even if it takes a while for things to work out that way.
Tim usually calls you Y/N, or if he’s sleep deprived, Dad.
He’s perpetually surprised whenever you show interest in what he is doing.
Even if it is only to tell him to “SLEEP, for goodness sakes, Tim!”
Tim plays word games online with you while on patrol. Or online chess. You generally win. It aggravates him to no end.
Whenever he is swamped, you leave bright Post-It Notes for him everywhere you know he’ll look. Sometimes they’ll have instructions, and sometimes an encouraging saying or a smiley face.
He says it’s embarrassing, but they never fail to give him a smiley face of his own.
Sometimes Tim gets confused about how “normal” people interact, so he’ll ask you really odd questions about mundane things. General responses from you are either confused or sarcastic.
“Y/N, how do you say hello to people, but not be, like, all formal about it?”
“Uhh... hi?”
“Y/N, I need to learn how to say goodbye to someone without accidentally saying ‘I love you.’” 
“Well, young Padawan, that will take years of training...”
Tim also secretly likes to geek out with you over fandom.
Trust me, Tim is die-hard for Comic-Con
Your boy has outpaced you so far in fandom that now you just bluff whenever he talks about the latest shows you haven’t seen yet.
He gets no sleep and is always looking at at least three screens, so he definitely is always caught up and instantly blogging about his shows/games/websites/podcasts/assorted other stuff.
He also had to be talked down from hacking the Pottermore website when he was sorted into Slytherin.
It was a tense time for all.
You had to take away his Internet.
And then watch him to make sure he wasn’t being a sneaky-sneak.
Like, sitting in a room staring at him, drinking pure caffeine and just watching him go through Internet withdrawals for an hour and then sleeping for 48.
Seriously, impose a strict sleeping schedule!
Damian
Oh boy.
Oh boy.
Not good.
In the first few days of meeting you, Damian tried to kill you maybe thirty-eight times a day. The only reason you survived is by an insane amount of luck and the constant vigilance of Bruce, Alfred, Dick, Jason, and Tim.
Damian took it as a personal insult that his father prefers you to his mother.
Complained about how useless you seemed
“Y/N isn’t even trained in combat. He’s a liability, Father, you know that.”
Bruce is no help whatsoever
You persevere. You withstand. You even start predicting Damian’s assassination plots before he attempts them and start leaving Post-It Notes for him too, with mocking yet oddly positive messages.
Found on a rafter where Damian had planned to rig a trap that would end with you being hanged: “Tough luck, Damian! Only barely noticed this in time! :)”
Found later on an upstairs banister that Damian only considered tossing something over onto you: “Good idea, but please don’t break anything. Alfred would go crazy! :)”
And this, remarkably, earns Damian’s respect. So he decides, for now, to stop trying to kill you.
But Damian only really comes to see you as a parent after Talia tries to take him back.
You put yourself between them and tell him to run. And Talia is about to kill you when Damian intervenes, surprising everyone. 
You don’t talk about it afterward. But his actions make it clear that the two of you are more family than he and Talia ever could be.
He calls you Papa, with the second syllable stressed.
Jason makes fun of him for this: “Pa-PA? Is this Downton Abbey or something?”
He’s really excited if you’re into his more violent hobbies, like if you take him to see some antique swords at the museum or something, or if you discuss ancient battle strategies, but he’s also excited when you encourage the things he was never allowed to do before.
Like draw. Or skip training
The second one he rarely does, but once in a while you pop into the Batcave and call out that it’s a rest day, and you take Damian and the two of you do something together
Damian is a surprisingly avid performer.
He was in the school musical at Gotham Academy and knocked it out of the park.
He only invited you and Alfred to see him because “TT, only you and Pennyworth can be trusted with such sensitive information.”
But you brought the others anyway, with a warning that anything remotely rude or mocking would be harshly penalized.
Good times were had.
Damian has trouble admitting what he likes. Such as being read aloud to. You noticed once that he always seems calmer when someone is reading something out loud, though he scoffs when asked if he wants to be read to.
So you just started reading everything aloud to see what stuck. Starting with Harry Potter.
Now Damian still doesn’t admit he likes it.
But every so often, when it’s quiet, you’ll notice him put a book on a table where he’s sure you’ll see it and then walk away, pretending he knows nothing about it.
Without fail, you grab the book and go find Damian, who is suddenly engrossed in something on his computer, or a video game, and you ask him to come listen to something.
“TT, must I, Papa? This had better be interesting.”
He always complains, and you always ignore him.
But please, be gentle with cliffhangers - Damian can’t stand them. He’ll beg and plead and threaten for just one more chapter.
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