#sorry that cass and tim are friends outside of steph
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House Arrest
Yandere! Batfam / Bruce Wayne x (Fem!) Reader
For a request, Munchausen's syndrome by proxy with Bruce? Like, he keeps reader sick so she can't leave him or interact with someone outside the family. And maybe the rest of the batfam is in on it?
[a/n: Didn’t know if you wanted this platonic or not so I didn’t specify! In my head its romantic with bruce though lmao]
> word count: 1581
> Tw: gaslighting, munchausen’s syndrome by proxy, yandere-typical behaviors!
You sit in anticipation, foot tapping against the stone floor. There’s an entire miniature hospital set up for you down here in the Batcave. Respirators, diagnostics machines, and other expensive medical equipment that would be better served in Gotham General.
Helping people recover.
So patients could some day leave.
You used to love being in the Batcave. It was the family’s little secret. When you officially joined the family, the Batcave was now your secret as well. But ever since falling ill months ago, bedridden with a sickness whose cause continues to elude everyone… being here is depressing. You now notice it’s damp down here. Dark. Lifeless.
Bruce sits at the Batcomputer, the screen’s light painting over his face in a green wash. You watch his eyes scan line after line of your results. Reminds you of a typewriter. Methodical. Orderly. Nearly inhuman. When he sighs, your heart stops.
Fuck.
He turns to you, face grave. “You’re still ill.”
Your eyes start stinging with an onset of tears that you furiously try to blink back.
“... H-How ill? How bad? Am I any better?” you ask, as if bartering with him will make the situation any different. As if bartering with God ever made any difference for mere mortals such as yourself.
Bruce’s face is still.
“You haven’t improved.”
Your hopes crash down around you like glass. You aren’t better at all? Even though you haven’t had a fever in weeks? Even though you’ve been working out with enough energy to keep up with Damian? He was exerting perhaps only 10% of his effort, but still. Your lymph nodes aren’t even swollen anymore. Tim had told you as much, accidentally contradicting Bruce’s insistence that they had been earlier that morning.
“But I feel better,” you croak. You hear footsteps behind you approach and you swallow drily, nearly hissing at the offender. It’s Dick, and damn him. You don’t want to be placated right now.
“Are you experiencing any headaches? Shortness of breath?” Bruce asks, eyes still trained on you. You try to recall.
“... I may have had a migraine this morning…” At Bruce’s weary shake of the head, you blurt, “But it’s passed. I’m perfectly fine. And no shortness of breath.”
“... I’m sorry. But if you’ve been having symptoms like that, along with your being immunocompromised…” Bruce doesn’t even have to finish the sentence. You won’t be leaving the Wayne Manor grounds for a long time.
Fuck.
Fuck.
You feel a hand on your shoulder. You look up and see Dick, whose face is somber but offers an encouraging smile.
“Well, I’m back in town for the time being. We can hang out all the time.” His expression brightens as an idea pops into his head. “And I can call Tim, Jason, Duke–! Maybe even Cass and Steph… We can have a board game night tonight!” He sounds as chipper as you are miserable.
Damian approaches from behind, leaving the shadows. His arms are folded. “If that’s the case, I’ll humor Grayson and let him capture some of my fleet for once.” A popular choice was Risk, perfect for the family who’s entire lives revolved around combat and strategy. But you didn’t want to play Risk again. You didn’t want to have a board game night, no matter how many of the family came. You wanted to see people.
Other people. Everyone here is your family.
You want fucking friends again. You wanted a job again – a sentiment you would’ve laughed at even just five months ago. You wanted any semblance of a life again.
Bruce’s eyes haven’t left your trembling form once, two chips of slate-gray peering over steepled hands.
“Thank you, Dick. Damian. But I think she could use some time alone.”
Dick’s hand releases your shoulder, retracting as if burned. None of them are the boss here. It’s Bruce who is my warden, your mind whispers darkly.
“Right! Don’t want you to feel overwhelmed.” Dick sees himself out, taking Damian with him. “See you tonight.” And that feels like a sentencing to your fate.
Now the two of you alone, Bruce stands, offering his arm wordlessly. You know what this means. You take it, linking yours with his without thought or protest. Bruce liked to ensure you were always within his reach, as if you were prone to fainting spells. This was less humiliating for you than him carrying you through the estate, you suppose.
“Why, yes, let’s take a turn around the grounds!” you used to exclaim, making your voice posh and British, mimicking the regency romance movies you had been watching all the time.
Now, months later, you just sullenly allow him to lead you. Your surroundings pass by and you vaguely recognize that you are exiting the Batcave, walking through the manor, and out into the never-ending expanse of a well-kept lawn.
It’s a sunny, idyllic spring day after months of overcast winter.
And thank god you could still traipse outside when you wanted, even if fenced in. Bruce told you when you had first fallen ill that he had installed some high-tech, anti-air pollution gadget. Wayne Manor was effectively your own personal bubble. Fresh air was the only thing keeping you sane, lately.
You two pass by the garden, a labor of love Alfred started. You and Damian tend to it now… and mainly the latter, these days. You haven’t had any energy for gardening as of late. Fatigue is a symptom, you hear Bruce’s voice whisper in the back of your mind. But you don’t feel fatigue… rather, just depressed. But of course, isn’t fatigue a symptom of being depressed…? A familiar brain fog crawls into your mind. Your head was starting to hurt.
You look across the lawn, onto the horizon. Gotham’s dark skyline sits there, enticing. When night falls, it’ll glimmer and twinkle with light. There is a whole world out there. And, God, you love the Waynes, but they aren’t the world. You need to distract yourself. Bruce, ever the lover of pleasant silences, is going to have to distract you from thoughts that make you want to leap off the second story balcony of your bedroom.
Should you ask, “How’s work?” No. You find you don’t care.
“How’s Jason?” you say instead, feeling Bruce stiffen at the mention of his most tenuous relation.
He wasn’t around as much, but when he was, he was always relaxing with you in your room. You have a whole shelf for the knick knacks he brings. “Don’t worry. They’re clean,” he’d snort at his former mentor, because Bruce required everything to be thrice sanitized before coming into your possession.
“... Better.”
You’re glad. That’s one good thing, you guess.
“Bruce,” you croak.
He looks at you, face alight in expectation.
“Maybe I should just go,” you say, small and weak. Your eyes don’t leave the sight of Gotham skyscrapers, stretching to the sky. Bruce stills, stopping you both in your tracks.
“What do you mean, ‘go’?” he says carefully.
You remove yourself from his arm and gesture to the city. “Just go. Leave. I mean, I can’t stay here forever.” Bruce looks genuinely confused, as much as he can.
“Of course you can.”
“No, I can’t!” you screech. Frustrated, you tear at your hair. “I can just be an outpatient somewhere– I can go for hospital treatments every week– or everyday– whatever!
Bruce places his hands on your shoulders.
“You don’t know what you’re saying.”
Rage flares in you and you gnash your teeth at him. By now, that all-too-familiar brain fog has flooded your brain. But you try to fight it. You have to fight it. Like trying to crawl out of rapidly-sinking quicksand, you fight it.
“I-I know what I’m saying. I’m saying–”
“You’re saying to just let you die,” Bruce sharply returns. “To give up, let you die, and leave us to grieve.”
“No–”
“Stephanie.”
You meet his eyes again at the name, which are resolute and as blue as ever.
“Cassandra. Duke.” Your stomach churns, imagining their smiling faces, turned into ash as your hypothetical passing. “Barbara.”
“Bruce,” you croak, pleading inwardly for him to stop.
“Damian.”
“Tim.”
“Jason.”
“Dick. Alfred.” You duck your head and your eyes meet the ground. The listing of all your loved ones pinches your heart, and you feel nauseous. You weren’t trying to leave them. You didn’t want to leave them at all.
“... Me.”
Your eyes sting with tears again. Why did he have to make it sound like that? Like you were seeking some selfish want, rather than trying to improve your quality of life. You feel your ambition and desire wane under the weight of guilt. You feel all sense of struggle start to disintegrate, lost to the fog in your head. Lost. You’ve lost.
Bruce’s eyes scrutinize you.
“As I suspected. You’re acting delirious. Manic. Delusional.”
Any semblance of protest dies in your throat.
“What?” you say. But Bruce is already leading you away towards the looming doors of Wayne Manor, away from the green of the grounds. Away from the light of the sun, and away from the skyline. He comforts you with familiar lines on the way to your bedroom.
You need rest. Alfred will brew his tea for you. I’ll call the kids to come tonight. We can play Risk. He pats your shoulder, stroking soft, deceptively warm circles with his thumb.
“You just need some rest.”
And not for the first time, you believe he may be right.
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the Wayne kids would definitely wear something from their partners without them knowing. or they just forgot because they're so into it.
[a bit long as this is for each Wayne kid]
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Dick, enters the movie room at the Manor, announcing himself quite loudly: Who missed me????
his siblings exchange looks as they judge the The Flash joggers their eldest brother is wearing.
Bruce eyes fall to the clothing, a light smile on his lips.
Dick, plops himself beside Damian, ruffling his hair: I hope I didn't miss too much. I got caught up with something.
Jason: Did that something have anything to do with a specific speedster, Dickface?
Damian, huffs as Dick gives him a side hug: You've been frolicking quite often with West these days, Richard.
Jason, attempts to whisper but he obviously wanted everyone to hear him: I'm sure it's more than frolic.
Tim and Duke snicker at that.
Dick, steals Jason's bowl of popcorn: What you guys talking about? He's my best friend. If he needs something, I'll be there-
Cass pokes at Dick's knees and gives a knowing look at the joggers.
Dick, goes red as he continues to eat more popcorn: Um... My pants got dirty. Had to borrow. No big deal. Now..... What we watching????
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Dick, grins and bows down as he stands on the mat: Okay! Who's ready to spar with the Master?
Jason and Tim roll their eyes in sync as they do their own business at the Batcave.
Cass emerges outside the changing rooms, wearing her workout clothes with a purple headband that's totally not her brand, and waves a hand to Dick as if indicating "me".
from his place at the Batcomputer, Bruce smiles when he sees his daughter.
Dick, coos: Awww. That's a cute headband, Cass. Where'd you get it?
Damian, emerges from the changing rooms: It seems to be Brown's.
Cass pretends not to blush when she touches the headband on her head.
Dick: You look adorable, Cass.
Before Dick could tease her even more, Cass does a move that knocks Dick on the floor.
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Jason enters the dining room. he's the last one to join the rest of the family on the table.
his siblings exchange looks when they see the Star City shirt he's wearing, a shirt that's clearly tight for him.
Jason is minding his own business, stacking pancakes on his plate when Bruce starts the conversation.
Bruce, hides his smile behind the newspaper: Morning, Jaylad. I thought you were arriving later tonight.
Jason, shrugs: Business was cut off short.
Dick, grins from across the table: Just admit it, Little Wing. You miss us.
Jason, groans: It's too early, Dick. Please.
Duke: But not too early to wear a shirt that's clearly not from Gotham, right?
Damian: Must be some lousy business Todd got into.
Tim, snickers: Or an interesting one for Jason as it's clearly a Roy-related business.
Jason: What the fuck are you guys on about?
Cass, who is sitting beside him, tugs at his shirt.
Jason, pretends not to blush and continues to eat: 'nd your o' ucking 'iness
Alfred: Language, Master Jason. And you must not talk with your mouth full.
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Tim enters the dining room after a long day at work as CEO of Wayne Enterprises. he hopes he isn't too late for family dinner.
Tim, sits down: Sorry, I'm late. It's been a looong day.
his siblings exchange looks when they see Tim wearing a leather jacket, which clearly wasn't part of his suit and tie that he initially wore to the office.
Bruce has to bite his lower lip to refrain from smiling.
Steph, raises her brow: Was there a photoshoot or something?
Tim, who doesn't look up as he starts typing on his phone: Huh...
Damian: You just got here, Drake, but you're already distracted. How childish of you.
Duke, clears his throat beside Tim: Tim, sorry to break it to you, but you're wearing a leather jacket. It doesn't seem to be your style.
Tim, almost drops his phone: Sh- Oh, yes, it's Kon's. He dropped by to the office to report something. Some team stuffs that doesn't concern any of you. I was cold, so he let me borrow.
Steph: We already know Tim secretly wanted the jacket even though he wasn't cold.
Tim tries to aim a pea on Steph's face, but she just catches it with her mouth.
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Duke, enters the Batcave after morning patrol: Seriously, these rogues are coming out at morning too often these days.
his siblings, who were present at the cave, exchange looks when they see the cap with the letter R on his head.
Bruce pretends to cough to cover his chuckle.
Dick, grins: New getup, Little D?
Tim, smiles from beside Bruce by the Batcomputer: It looks good on you, Duke!
Duke, blushes: Wait, huh- Oh. It's Izzy's. She was nice enough to let me borrow.
Jason, pats Duke's shoulder as he makes his way to his motorcycle: You're one of the people I can say looks good with a cap, D.
Dick, shouts: Wait. Who's the other one, Little Wing? I don't wear a cap!!!
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Damian enters the vehicle.
the rest of his siblings exchange looks when they see the oversized hoodie their youngest brother is wearing.
Bruce, who is on the driver seat, doesn't even try to hide the smile he has on his face.
Jason: I didn't know that after a sleepover, you get to bring home your host's clothes.
Tim: Oh, shut up, Jay. As if you're any better.
Jason: No one asked you to open your mouth, Replacement.
Dick, cuts the conversation: Aww, you look really adorable with Jon's hoodie, Dami.
Cass, beside him, plants a soft kiss on Damian's cheek.
Damian, curses internally before pulling the sleeves of the hoodie to his wrists: Tt. How did you know this was Jon's?
Duke: Well, it couldn't be Clark's right? It would drown you.
Damian, huffs, definitely not blushing: Whatever. Let's just go.
and the Wayne kids would definitely not return the things they're wearing.
#this was fun#incorrect batfamily quotes#incorrect dc quotes#dc quotes#batman#batfam#batfamily prompt#batkids#bruce wayne#dick grayson#jason todd#tim drake#damian wayne#cassandra cain#stephanie brown#duke thomas#i will tag all ships#birdflash#jayroy#timkon#stephcass#dukeizzy#batfamily
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Batfam (and friends) as Henry Danger quotes
(Because im a nerd and love this show)
Damian: Tt, my parties arent that bad
Jon: Christmas. 3 years ago. 15 kids ended up in the hospital!
Damian: FATHER!!!
Tim: Damian! Were trying to study here *indicates to Duke and Steph, both clearly not studying*
Damian: I’m talking to my Father.
Robin!Jason: Dangit! All these jobs say i gotta have skills..
Dick: You have skills!
Jason: Name one.
Dick: You’re a great dancer!
Jason: No I’m not?
Dick: You could take lessons.
(More under the cut i just dont want this to be super duper long)
Bruce: How old are you?
Tim, trying to become robin: Im 13, I’ll be 14. On my next birthday
Dick: Ah so youre aging sequentially
Tim, extremely tired: Do you ever dream about sleeping?
Steph, extremely confused:…no??
Tim: good. If you did youd be dead.
Bruce: Lets ride.
Robin!Jason who is very new to this: Wha- Ride where?
Bruce: We’ve got people in the Jandy River that need saving.
Bruce: Come on.
Jason: You mean we’re going there? Together? Like right now?
Tim, extremely dirty and has a cut on his face walking into Drake Manor:
Jack, not paying attention: Hey Tim, did you get the job?
Tim: Yeah, just finished my first day.
Jack: So hows work?
Tim: Uh it was pretty… interesting.
Bernard: Hey, you never told us what you do at your new job
Tim: *just stares wide eyed silently*
Bruce: While we were patrolling, Poison Ivy stole packs of baby bottles, can you guess why?
Robin!Dick: Uhhh
Bruce: To flood the bottles with radioactive plant matter.
Dick: I would not have guessed that.
Jason: I see youre in your pajama pants.
Tim: Yeah its almost midnight, I was studying for this test i have tomorrow
Jason: What subject?
Tim: Puerto Rican history
Jason: Ah Puerto Rico… land of…
Tim: Puerto Ricans?
Jason: yeah..
Red Hood: Strike three.
Spoiler: That was only 2
Hood: Okay, don’t correct me in front of the criminals
Duke: Whats in the mug?
Tim, who just poured himself and entire pot of coffee despite hating it: Coffee.
Tim: To keep me alive.
Duke: no, no, no, no, you cannot drink this much coffee after work. This mug is comedically large!
Steph: I have the same dream all the time. It satrts with me getting a horse for my birthday. Then my dad shows up. Then the horse kicks my dad in the face!
Jason, helping Tim study: You want a good grade on your puerto rican math test?
Tim: history
Jason, who died before he finished highschool: Same thing
Non-Bat who needs the antidote for Joker gas or something: Will this hurt?
Black Bat: Yes, very much.
Bernard, talking about a criminal the Bats cant catch: Its not Batmans fault, he just needs a better sidekick
Tim: One more time.
Bernard, who knows: Just saying, I’d be way better at catching criminals than the current Robin
Dick: I’m gonna die..
Jason: Not in the house. If you’re gonna die, do it outside
Tim: I’m Robin.
Bernard: I know. I figured that out.
Damian: Todd, I wish to speak to you about something.
Jason: BABIES COME FROM THE BABY STORE
Oracle: Steph, come to Gotham Park right now!
Steph: noo, I’m not in the mood for trees
Oracle: did i ask you what youre in the mood for?
Vikki Vale: So, Spoiler, how did you catch Two Face?
Spoiler: I’d love to take all the credit, but it was really all thanks to my partner, Black Bat.
Vikki: Interesting. Black Bat, can you tell us more?
Black Bat: No.
It really bothers me the lack of Babs, Cass, and Duke worthy quotes there are 😔😔 also my personal favs show a lot and im sorry for that, but there will be more as i think of them, these are just eps 1-4, the rest will be posted like in a queue or something and as single quotes cus im eepy
#batfam#batman#robin#dc robin#dick grayson#nightwing#damian wayne#tim drake#red robin#jason todd#red hood#batfamily headcanons#incorrect quotes#henry danger#stephanie brown#cassandra wayne#barbara gordon#source: henry danger
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Oh look who’s sorry, now their answering to me
Tim was so tried, of the suspicious glares form Dick and Bruce even Steph, of being forgotten with the only people who would remember him on a regular and check up on him having tried to kill him. He just wanted to be welcomed in his home, not treated like and outsider to his family.
Harley noticed and offered to let him stay with her and pam. He accepted, Dami was heartbroken that the only two people who didn’t view him as a killer had left him.
Tim’s pov.
Living with Harley and Ivey was easy, though i wasn’t expecting to meet Harleys son Danny, he is kind and always makes sure i’m ok and doing well, He makes sure i’ve slept and eaten, he made me feel like i’m not a burden. So when he proposed that we start dating, of course i said yes. After dating for about a year we got our own two bedroom apartment, Damian would often stay with us to get away from Bruce’s bullshit. After two more year Danny proposed with Damian’s help, (3 years of dating) I had never stopped being RR. After a year and a half we both revealed our secret identity’s. Once we were engaged I moved into the place in the infinite realms. Damian moved with us. we consider ellie and dami our kids they get along like siblings being closer in age. Our wedding was grand the ghost called it the marriage between hero’s or, to kind souls becoming one. Danny got my father to walk me down the aisle. I hadn’t seen him in years it was like a dream come true, Dami was my best man with Jason and Connor and some other old friends as my groomsmen. Danny had all three of his siblings along with his two oldest friends. We were both over joyed the celebration was amazing, everyone that had made a positive impact on our lives were there Cass showed up and it was like the icing on the cake.
3rd person pov. Time skip three years.
Bruce was going insane it had been three years since he’d seen his youngest two kids, he know he’d treated them both badly Tim more so then Dami. He was in a JL meeting when a green portal opened and swallowed all the hero’s. When the shock wore off they saw that they were in what appeared to be a court room. They were chained in the center de-masked. A man sat in he judges spot. “Who are you and where are we” someone yelled bruce didn’t care, he couldn’t believe that his second youngest whom he believed to be dead stood there look healthier then when he live with bruce. “Oh, well i’m the king/queen of the infinite realms and you are all here as witnesses” (i stand gender fluid Tim Drake) “Tim what’s the meaning of this” Bruce yelled as he was left in the center while the other members filled the stands. “Darling I think your going to be quite a bias judge” a new voice spoke up, and a man with electric white hair slinked out of the shadows he was about 6’8 towering of Tim who stands at 5’10 average height. Tim tsked “why don’t you and Dami have a seat in the stands while i cover this one” “ Fine he responded Dami is already sitting there” The man bruce still didn’t know his name sat in the judges spot, “I Daniel Nightingale, holder of the ring of rage, King of the infinite realms ect. Charge Bruce Wanye with child abuse, child neglect and child endangerment, his punishment the nightmare realm” The man, Daniel had stated with a smirk, the magic users were shocked what had Bruce done to get this attention from both Kings of the infinite realms. “My dear i’m pretty sure that’s worse then what i was going to give him” The other male, Tim as they had learned said. “ well i’m sticking him with Vlad so it’s a fair trade” A childish laugh was heard Robin, the one that had gone missing sat there laughing as his father was put in the nightmare realm until they got borde of him. “ Well Tim off to the garden for tea with me” the boy had said “Of course” and the two walked off through the grand doors. Daniel watched with a smile before turning back to the remaining members “If you even dare to try anything you’ll be experiencing the nightmare realm first hand, got it?” He said as he smiled with to many teeth. silence followed by many heads nodding. “Good well off you go” they fell through another portal back to there meeting place. Danny smiled he now had a good life with an amazing family and he was going to let nothing harm them.
The end
#danny phantom#dc x dp#bat family#tim drake#jason todd#damian al ghul#brain dead#dani fenton#bruce wanye#bad dad
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ranking the batfamily on whether i would be friends with them irl 😁:
(ps this is all just a jokey joke so pls dont take this seriously 😇)
7. damian
guys im sorry
love the little demon but he would probably kill me for making ur mom jokes
hes got spunk if u consider it being mildly homicidal thoughts at every constant minute
probably the friend i would not consider going for lunch with cuz he’ll give me a dirty look for eating like a pig
he would be a good tutor tho, my saving grace in calculus
but he would make me cry by the end of that session cuz i cant divide to save my life 💔
6. jason
he’s a fucking theatre kid
AND an english nerd, like pick a struggle man 😭
it might be residual high school eng trauma but i cant be friends with someone who genuinely likes english
honestly tho, i wouldn't mind hanging out with him outside of school
i just dont know what we would have in common to talk abt
gym classes with him has to be fun tho
he would probably kick my ass at every game, but thats besides the point
5. cass
shes scary asf, but shes hot so its okay
i would probably have a hallway crush on her
shes probably in the friend grp, but has other friends shes closer with
rlly fucking good at pe and doesnt hesitate to show off
probably skips a bunch of classes but no one says anything
would probably hang out more as a grp than one on one
the only person i would consider giving my house keys to
4. dick
the sweetest guy in the grp
i would assume he was just a nice guy at first but he is just rlly genuine
would be the subject of ridicule because of his god awful fashion sense
is a senior but hides in the junior classes cuz girls always chase him around asking for his number
is the mom of the friend grp and always carries around protein bars, tissues, and basic first aid
always does wellness checks and picks up on the first ring if u need anything. bless him <3
my emergency contact
3. duke
would be one of my closer friends
the perfect balance of obliviously unaware and stupidly concerned
i would ask him for hw answers only for him to text back with a question mark
he was the sacrificial lamb who was made to sit in the first row in class
ends up falling asleep and gets detention 😔 if anyone asks tho, its because he did smthin super scandalous and totally not school appropriate 👍
we became chem lab partners, but fucked up freshman level titrations so many times, that the teacher kicked us out
has the best packed lunches (thank u alfred)
i steal his lunch and he ends up eating shitty cafeteria food 👍
2. steph
MY LITERAL 4LYFER 🤞
her fashion sense>>. but dont be fooled, most days she throws on a ragged hoodie that way too soft to be legal
has a billionare on her side, but still steals MY mcdonalds fries
always carries around extra hair ties
comes over so often that there is a steph size dent on my bed, where she would flop down
has the prettiest notes which are a life saver for last minute cramming
the friend you would go to experiment different makeup styles on
my partner in crime for any tom-foolery
would make me snort during class which sends us to detention
tim
i would fucking hate him at first glance
but somehow we would bond through our shared trauma of high school calculus
the type of friendship where u would go on spontaneous road trips a week before finals, only to end up stranded in a random petrol bunk
a responsible adult (read: alfred) would then come to pick us up after we call them in literal tears
a weekly tradition of trying the most grotesque slushy concoctions
cannot for the life of him memorise shakespeare, but can recite word for word every iconic vine in existence
would tutor me in chemistry, only to end up in tears at my incompetence 😭
extremely introverted but suddenly becomes the loudest person ever when it comes to embarrassing someone
#there is just something abt batkids and school that can be so personal#jason todd#dick grayson#cassandra cain#damian wayne#duke thomas#tim drake#stephanie brown#black bat#batman#robin#red robin#batfam
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The Bet
Bio Dad Bruce Wayne Month Day 11: Robin/ Vigilantes and Day 16: Surprise Visitor
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Marinette looks up from her work to see movement outside her window. She glances at the clock, she hadn't realised it was late enough for the vigilantes to start their patrol.
Standing up, she stretches, considering what to do next for a few seconds before she moves to the kitchen. She makes herself a cup of tea and grabs some snacks before heading to her balcony.
There's a dark figure a few rooftops away, she assumes it's the same person who had crossed her window a few minutes ago. She wonders who it is, too short to be Jay or her dad but too tall to be Damian or Duke but in the darkness she can't make out which one of the others it is.
It's funny, she thinks, how if seven years ago you had told Marinette she'd be back in Gotham for university and on good terms with her family she'd have laughed and dismissed it as ridiculous. Though, in all fairness, seven years ago had been when she’d moved a whole ocean away because she blamed her father for her brother’s death. She’s glad to be back though. Somehow this crime ridden city is her home. Paris is too, in it’s own way. And Paris had been good, great even, until it wasn’t.
There are many things she loves and misses about Paris, her friends and family for one but she certainly doesn’t miss the presence of Hawkmoth.
There’s a soft thud behind her, and Marinette turns to find Black Bat there. Not the vigilante she had expected today, but her siblings are unpredictable. Wordlessly she passes her the plate of snacks. Cass mumbles a thank you as she starts to eat.
“Sorry, I brought out only Damian’s snacks. I thought he was patrolling here today.”
Cass only hums, happily eating.
A few minutes later Robin drops onto the balcony and seems unsurprised at Cass’ presence. Regardless, he grumbles a bit before joining Cass.
The other two are almost done when Marinette spots someone on her rooftop. She frowns, there was either a confusion with the patrol routes or her siblings were up to something. Knowing them, the latter was more likely.
A second later Red Robin has joined them and is gawking at the others. Both Cass and Damian are snickering. Marinette only sighs, “Ok, what’s going on with you guys?”
“Bet,” Cass says, grinning, “I won.”
Marinette assumes she isn’t going to get anymore information. Raising an eyebrow she asks, “Should I be expecting the rest of the family as well?”
“Maybe Duke and Steph,” Tim answers. “B, Dick and Jason don’t know and Babs said she’d come by another night.”
Marinette grumbles, “I want new siblings.”
Cass laughs, “You love us.”
“Who said I make good decisions?” Sighing again, she says, “Fine. I’ll go get more snacks. And I don’t have coffee either Tim, Dick is on a warpath.”
Tim only groans.
When she returns there are more people on her balcony. Both Steph and Duke grin when they see her.
Handing them the snacks she says, “I didn’t know you were skipping out on morning patrol Duke.”
Duke smiles in faux innocence, “I have school during the morning, remember Mars? I’m an excellent student.”
She snorts, “It’s been a while since a Wayne took their education seriously.”
Both Tim and Cass smile shameless while Damian goes on a long-winded rant about how he did in fact pay attention to his education but school is useless and there’s nothing new to learn and- Jason jumps onto the balcony far too close to Damian, effectively stopping his tirade.
The younger boy glares, “Be careful.”
Marinette glares at Tim, “You said Jay wasn’t coming.” Tim simply shrugs, “I don’t know how he found out,” at the same time Jason says, “Aww Pixie, did you not want me here?”
Marinette closes her eyes and takes a deep breath.
Murder is bad, she reminds herself. She loves her siblings. She doesn’t want them to die.
“I would have liked to have been informed that my balcony was apparently a meeting spot now.”
Steph offers her an apologetic smile that Marinette doesn’t trust in the least, “Sorry Mari, we’ll be sure to let you know next time.”
She doesn’t bother with a reply.
Tim pokes Jay with his staff, “How did you find out?”
Jason grins, “The demon brat let slip that there was a bet-” Marinette watches as every head on the balcony turns to glare at Damian who only crosses his arms and glares back, “and Babs can be bribed for not serious information with blackmail on Dick.”
Steph groans, “I can’t be mad at Babs.”
Tim looks curious, “Why not?”
“Because it’s Babs!”
He nods, “Fair enough.”
Her doorbell rings, and all seven of them freeze. She rushes inside, pulling the curtains close behind her and opens the door.
It's Dick.
She relaxes instantly. He notices her relief as well and asks, “Is everything fine Mari? Should I call the others as well?”
Marinette snorts at that and Dick only looks more concerned. Shutting her door behind him, she drags him to her balcony.
The others all wave with varying levels of energy.
Her eldest brother pouts, “You all came to visit Mari without me?”
“It wasn’t really planned,” Marinette explains, “They just kept showing up.”
Duke smirks, “We’re annoying like that.”
Dick sighs, “At least I’m here now.”
Steph holds out a plate, “Cookies?”
He brightens immediately, “Sure!”
She joins her siblings in their joking and teasing, catching up with the few that she hasn’t spoken to recently. Damian informs her about the ongoings of the Manor, Jay tells them about his more chaotic and hilarious activities as a crime boss, Steph goes on about college. It’s nice. It’s been a while since most of them have been in one place together.
They’re listening to a story about Jon and Damian's latest adventure (from Steph) when Cass pokes her in the side and points to something. Turning to look she finds Batman’s shadow looking over her siblings and the others have started to notice too. However, none of them say anything.
Marinette smiles, B probably won’t come down, content to perch over all his children like some weird protective bird. So, they continue, laughing and chattering, not minding the last surprise visitor of the night.
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Rumors | Bat-Family
A/N: This popped up in my head while i was waiting in line at a bank. Also, this has Damian, Stephanie, Jason, and Dick. So, not all of them batfam but it does mention Tim and Cass. This is my attempt of being “funny” lol. Leave a comment, likes or reblogs because it makes my day when people does it.
Pairings: Dick Grayson/Nightwing x female!reader, Jason Todd/Red Hood x female!reader, Stephanie Brown/Spoiler x female!reader, Damian Wayne x female!reader (All platonic relationship)
Warnings: swearing
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"Un-fucking-believable." y/n stared at the tabloid in her hands, ignoring the looks thrown her way by passerby. On the cover of said tabloid was a picture of her and Dick, laughing and engaging in a conversation, with a completely false and clickbait rumor in big bright letters to attract readers. She knew exactly when and where this picture was taken, but her guard was down to notice any cameras following them.
About two weeks ago, Dick reached out to her. A case he was working in Blüdhaven seemed to have a correlation with her own in Gotham. After exchanging informations and brainstorming, y/n went with Dick to help solve his predicament and put an end to her own case.
After three days, the duo vigilante managed to apprehend a few corrupt politicians funding illegal smuggling, such as artworks, exotic animals, etcetera. Dick, ever the gentleman, treat her to lunch to celebrate their victory. y/n refused at first, saying that he shouldn't have to, but she just can't seem to say no to him.
"Mind your language, l/n," Damian reminded, sipping his beverage. "We're in public."
"Look at what they're saying about me!"
Damian took the tabloid from her hand and raised his brow. "You and Richard? Romantically involved? Tt, obviously these people have no idea what they're talking about."
"I know!" y/n snatched it back and flipped through the pages. "Look at this. They're saying I'm a gold digger and that Dick is my next target."
"If you are a gold digger, Father would've gotten rid of you a long time ago. Ignore that lies. I doubt anyone would read it."
"Oh, trust me, Damian. There are a lot of people who actually believe this crap. God, I can't afford this again. I've already been attack on Twitter that one time for letting Tim nap on my shoulder."
"They are imbeciles, then. Come l/n. We need to stop by the pet store before we return."
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"Hey y/n. Sorry I'm late. I was—woah, what's with the face?" y/n ignored Steph's greetings as she watched her phone. Steph observed her, a grey Gotham University hoodie with the hood covering her face, scowling at her phone as her thumb moved up and down. They both plan to meet at a café near where Step lived so they could discuss some things and just hang out. The blonde was late by just six minutes because some douchebag idiot decided to rob an old lady in broad daylight. She was satisfied seeing the crook run away in fear.
"I have been the subject of online bullying for the past two days ever since that stupid pictures of me and Dick went viral."
Steph grimaced. "Oh yeah, I heard about that. I feel your pain. Same thing happened to me when Tim and I first dated."
"That's not even the worst part, Steph." The plate and glass on the table rattled due to the force of her hands. "There were even reporters and cameras outside my apartment, waiting like a bunch of fucking vultures. I swear to god if I have one more camera shoved in my face, I'll hit someone."
Steph stood from her chair, a determined look on her face. "Okay, get up and stop scowling. You've been hanging out with Damian too much."
y/n furrowed her brows, but stood up anyway. "Wha—you just got here? Where are we going?"
"You, me, and Cass are going to have an impromptu girls night, er...day."
"No, Steph, it's fine. You don't have to. I'm overreacting."
Steph shushed her and looped her arm around her friend's arm, walking towards the exit. "You're telling me you don't want to stuff your face with ice cream and mess with those paps?"
"Okay, you win."
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"Shut up, Jay. It's not funny." In the rare times that Jason visited the manor, he always stick to the Batcave, his old bedroom, or wherever y/n or Alfred was in the large and maze like residence of the Wayne family. That day they were sparring on the cave, sweat rolled down their foreheads and clinging to their shirts. They were both holding a bo staff, circling on the mat, waiting for each other to make the first move. y/n had already taken down Jason first early in the sparring session. Jason just took her down—with dirty tactics she must add—just two minutes ago. y/n knew he was getting her riled up into making a sloppy move to use to his advantage by mentioning the dating rumor.
"Eh, it's kinda funny." He teasingly smiled. "I mean, everyone knows the two of you are just friends. But, isn't that what they always said?"
Her attack was blocked by Jason's staff and y/n wanted nothing more than to wipe that smug grin off of his face. "You're an ass, you know that right?"
"I've been told that many times actually. Thank you for noticing."
Their sparring session grew tense by the minute. Although, y/n managed to land some solid blow, it wasn't enough to take him down. But, she thought she was doing pretty well since she managed to block some of Jason's hits. y/n knew Jason was going to be hard to overpower. The second oldest of the family was as tall as Bruce and maybe even had more muscle mass. The only way to overpower him was to rely on her agility and speed and use his massive weight against him. She remembered a trick that Tim taught her with the bo staff. She haven't mastered the skill quite well, but she knew it well enough to do it. The worse thing that could happened was Jason gloating this loss over her head for days.
Making up her mind, y/n charged at him. He was already surprised by her sudden move, but it still wasn't enough. She executed a series of moves, mindful of her stamina and keeping a look out for Jason's weak spot. She attacked when she saw an opening and did it over and over again. After awhile, Jason was getting sloppy. He was charging at her without any thoughts behind his attacks. He just wanted her down. Using this to her advantage, y/n tried to strike his head. He took the bait and blocked the attack, leaving his lower body unprotected. She used the other end of her staff to hit him where the sun doesn't shine and Jason doubled in pain. She swiped his legs, making him collapsed on the mat and made a show by thrusting her staff only to stop merely inches from Jason's face.
"What was it that you said earlier?" y/n smirked. "Something about I can't take you down even if I try? Is that it, Jason? I think that's it. "
Jason rolled his eyes and stood up. "Alright, alright, fine. I won't bring up the rumor again. Jesus, where did you even learn that move?"
"Well, when you're the favorite one, you can pretty much get anything you want. I ask Tim to teach me that."
"If that's the case, can you ask Bruce to lend me the Bat-mobile?" Jason wiped his sweat with a towel and drank from his water bottle.
"Absolutely not. And why do you even need it?"
"Come on. I'll take good care of it."
"Not convinced."
"How about if I take you to dinner?" He flashed his flirtatious smile.
"Nope. Not happening, Jason."
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y/n was busying herself with chores one Saturday afternoon when her phone suddenly rang, replacing the catchy tune of a song that filled her apartment. Her singing and hand movements halted. She washed her hands, dried it on a towel over her shoulder, and frowned when the person calling her was none other than Dick Grayson. After about a week, the rumors about their supposed budding relationship had died down. Reporters and cameras had stop crowding outside of her apartment building and she received less hate comments on social media. y/n knew it was bound to happen. A story as insignificant as this one would be forgotten and replaced the moment something even more exciting happening. And that exciting thing was the trail of large and monstrous plants left by Poison Ivy just outside of Gotham City.
"Hey, Dick." y/n greeted, balancing her phone between her shoulder and head. "What's up?"
"Umm...nothing much." Dick stuttered, a rustling sound was heard on the background. "You?"
"Eh, just chores. You okay? You sound weird."
"Well, I was walking outside today and I found something...odd."
"Oh? Odd how?"
"Well," he hesitated, scratching the back of his head. "people seemed to be thinking that we're dating. Remember that time we went out for lunch?"
"Ugh, don't remind me. I just had the paparazzi off my back. They're a menace."
"Wait? You knew? And you didn't tell me?"
y/n frowned. "I thought you knew. It wasn't exactly a secret, Wing. We—well, mostly you—were trending everywhere. Wait, you don't have cameras following you around everywhere?"
"I do, but not too much. Just a couple here and there. Have they been harassing you?"
Those sons of bitches, y/n thought. Of course they were only targeting her. Dick was the adopted son of Bruce Wayne. They were probably too scared to crowd him they way they did with her because of him. They probably didn't want to get sue or pissed him off. Well, it was either that or the fact that Dick lived in Blüdhaven. A small part of y/n wanted the paparazzi to come back just so she could have their vengeance.
"No, it's fine, Dick. They're gone now, thank god. I'm surprised the others didn't tell you though. Jason was being an annoying little shit about it. Babs didn't say anything?"
"No, she didn't." Dick shook his head even if y/n can't see. "But, then again she's working on that case."
"Oh, yeah. Lucky you, then."
Dick let out a laugh. "I guess so. You sure they're not gonna bother you again?"
"Positive. Dami and I have a great plan to throw them off in case they show up."
"Should I even asked?" He questioned, worry etched in his voice.
"Nope, but don't worry." A wicked smile on her lips. "It won't involve any physical pain."
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scenario: you start seeing Jon which leads to the two of you having to hide it from your family and especially Damian.
pairing: jon kent ( superboy ) x fem! reader
note: not checked for grammar or spelling mistakes / can you tell my kent family hyperfixation hasn't left yet? i swear it's becoming an issue lmaooo but this might actually be the longest fic i've written for this blog.
you talked with your friends who you had snuck into the gala with. Rachel had begrudgingly agreed to come to meanwhile Cass and Steph were the only other ones who agreed to come on their own accord.
"Damian, your only friend is here," Dick said, earning a kick from his younger brother before getting up and leaving you and Raven alone. you knew it was a rare occasion that she even decided to show up so you didn't want to leave her alone. "we probably won't see my brother for the rest of the night. whenever his friend comes, it's like everyone becomes a background character. for him being my adopted 'twin' brother, I have yet to meet this friend."
Raven laughed as you saw the wine that the couple on the dance left on your table drunkenly. the bottle was little more than half-filled and you gave one quick look to Raven before pouring the wine into both of your glasses and discarding it right away.
"to not having fun for the rest of the night," you giggled as the two of you chugged the wine down in a mere few seconds, "drier than I thought it would be but it beats having to pay for it," Raven muttered as you agreed to sneak another bottle from the bartender so you wouldn't have to pay for it. even with your dad paying for all your necessities, the drinks at his galas were far too expensive for you to even willingly pay for them yourself. the only reason why he even paid for all your expenses was because you agreed to skip out on college to help run some parts of Wayne Enterprises with your brother.
another reason why you couldn't exactly go and pay for it yourself was because Bruce was not one to exactly be chippy at the idea of you getting plastered drunk at one of his public galas. "I got one of two ideas. one: I'll go flirt with the bartender and you can sneak behind him and get the other bottle or two: I can flirt with the bartender for enough time to see if he'll just willingly give it to us," you told Raven as she nodded with option two.
the bartender happened to be in his younger 50s. you recognized him from previous WE events and although he was familiar with your family, you doubted that he would say anything to your dad about you flirting him with. all you had to do was push the top of the dress down a bit and hike up the bottom to get his attention.
"hey Martin," you said, leaning up against the bar table and smiling, "enjoying the night?" you asked as you saw him flinch back in surprise. he nodded, trying to divert his eyes from looking at you in anyway you could have felt to be disrespectful.
"I was thinking, how much does the bottle of Lafite Rothschild go for?" you asked, giving him a pouty face. he gulped nervously, "almost ten grand ma'am," he replied, grabbing it from the wine stand, "even for me? I mean, my dad must've paid for it so does it even go for that much considering I am his child?" he asked.
you could tell that you had caught him in a predicament, "I would assume not, I assume you're twenty one, right?" he murmured, handing you the precious bottle. you smiled (a fake one that anyone could see through) and nodded before giving the old man a light kiss on the cheek, "thanks Martin, I appreciate it," you said, giving him a wave before leaving.
Raven perked up seeing the bottle in your hand, "snagged a ten thousand dollar bottle," you said excitedly as you waved it in your hand. Raven stared at you in shock, "you got a ten thousand dollar bottle in less than five minutes?" she exclaimed.
you giggled before whispering in her ear, "the benefits of being a child of Bruce Wayne is that you can practically get away with anything. especially when you're the daughter." you popped open the bottle as you handed her the wine glass and poured the drink with care. you gave her a slight cheers before taking a small sip and being pleasantly surprised that it wasn't as dry for a wine with a huge amount of alcohol percentage.
as the night progressed, you and Raven got actively more drunk. you hadn't realized how hard the wine had hit you until Raven was drunkenly getting pulled home by Gar as you sat at the table with a little less than the bottle still full. you hadn't seen your dad or brother all night and you figured they must've been pulled into doing Batfamily work at some point and left you alone with Steph or Cass. hell, maybe even Dick if he was still around.
you weren't actively apart of the vigilante work all of your siblings did but you did help them out with the technical parts of it when Tim wasn't available. you didn't really like fighting or risking your life so after you graduated, you interned at Wayne Enterprises under Tim's orders while Damian worked under your dad.
at the age of twenty-one, you still hadn't met most of the league for the exception of Wonder Woman and The Flash. the rest were strangers in your head and much to Damian's luck, he wanted to keep it that way. at least in his case with Jon.
"ow, I am so sorry," you slurred as you managed to hit someone on the shoulder. he chuckled seeing as how you were not attempting to get up, "you okay there ma'am?" the man with a southern accent asked. you giggled as you attempted to get up, "I'm ( your name ) and you are?" you asked.
"Jon Kent, pleasure to meet you," he said, kissing your hand. you blushed as you heard one of your favorite songs come through the speakers, "would you like to dance?" you asked, not even caring that you had met this just a few mere seconds ago. he nodded, figuring that since Damian left him stranded at the gala, he had nothing to lose.
the song 'telepatia' by Kali Uchis played throughout the ballroom. Jon immediately took the reigns as the lead as the lights got dimmer and you danced against Jon sensually. "what got you dragged here?" you asked Jon. "my best friend invited me as his plus one. you?" he whispered in your ear, "I work for the company so I kind of had to attend," you managed to say before turning around and facing him.
you looked at Jon with drunken yet loving eyes, "you're handsome, you know that?" you said with no hesitation in your face. Jon laughed, placing his hand on your cheek, "right back at ya, darlin'," he replied as the song switched to another one of your favorite songs.
side to side by ariana grande started.
you shrugged, feeling as though you had nothing to lose and got up on your toes gave Jon a kiss on his lips. he was slightly taken back but played it off by returning it. the two of you remained kissing through the entirety of the song until Jon felt a familiar tap on his shoulder.
"I gotta go but if you're up for it, I'd love for ya to give me your number," you nodded excitedly as you practically snatched his phone from his hand and typed it in as quickly as possible with your name having a hundred emoji's next to it, "text me in the morning!" you screamed.
Jon laughed before following Damian from behind, "you suck, you know that!" Jon exclaimed, "I meet one girl I actually like and you drag me away!" Damian rolled his eyes, "please, you act like there isn't more girls out there to hit on." this time, it was Jon's turn to roll his eyes, "I got her number so I guess that's a plus."
you woke up the next morning with a pounding headache but to a few messages on your phone. you smiled realizing that it was the boy you had met the night before.
"good morning...or actually good afternoon!"
Jon laughed from his side of the phone.
"good afternoon darlin'. I hope you had a good sleep."
you were texting your way down the stairs, greeting Alfred and Bruce before grabbing a plate of lunch and sitting down on the bar top. "what time you'd make it home?" Bruce asked, sensing the hangover you had. "a bit past midnight. drank a bottle of Lafite with Raven before dancing with a boy you invited," you said honestly.
Bruce felt himself go stiff at the admittance of you drinking the Lafite bottle but remained silent as Alfred placed Advil and one of your Gatorades next to you. "yeah, whoever must've danced with you last night must've been drunk too because you'd want to dance with you?" Damian said coming down the stairs.
you threw him a fork, Damian dodging it with ease, "I'd shut up if I were you. I'm actually getting coffee with the guy in like an hour," you replied, chugging down the rest of the food before getting up and going to your room, "yeah and I pray for the man who now has to deal with you," Damian screamed loud enough for you to hear.
you pulled on a skirt and tights before slipping on a sweater and fixing your hair and quickly doing your makeup. you grabbed the keys from your bag and took the back entrance to get to your car. one of the benefits of getting paid so much was that you were able to afford cars that were out of price range for a lot of people your age.
the coffee shop you decided to meet Jon at was a few blocks into the heart of central Gotham. you got a table farthest from the crowd as you didn't want any attention on you and your potential boyfriend. you saw Jon approaching at the front of the coffee shop and pulled on your sunglasses so no one outside could see who you were.
"nice to meet you, this time with me not being drunk," you told Jon, giving him a friendly kiss on the cheek, "pleasure is all mine sweetheart," he replied, putting his arm around your shoulder. you got up to the front of cashier and scanned the menu.
"I'd like a venti mocha with oatmilk, what about you?" you asked Jon as he scanned the menu nervously before muttering that he hardly orders coffee. you smiled, "and an order of a grande peppermint hot chocolate," you added on as you took your card out, Jon's eyes widening at the black American Express card.
"wow, Wayne Enterprises must pay you really well," he exasperated, "yeah, I guess you could say that," you said as hesitantly as possible. after the two of you got the coffees, you got back to the table as you took off your sunglasses in a sigh of relief.
"do you really wear sunglasses everywhere you go?" Jon asked. you debated on telling him the actual reason but decided on a vague answer, "eh, it's more for secrecy. I guess if I get another date, I might tell you the real reason," you winked, making Jon blush.
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through the weeks, you decided to keep the biggest part of your life a semi secret to Jon still. he knew vaguely of a few things but one mistake on your end managed to throw all of that away in more ways than one.
you were walking downtown with Jon, his hand grasping yours as the two of you roamed an area of town that you knew didn't have major significance to WE. you were holding a coffee in one hand as you walked about a few things that happened to you that week to Jon. it wasn't until you walked towards a busy street that your heart fell to your stomach.
a huge billboard, like signs you would see on highways, of you and Damian representing Wayne Enterprises stood in the middle of an intersection. you stared at the ground, your one secret given away as Jon stared down at you, a look of shock in his eyes.
"wait, you work with Damian Wayne?" he asked as he could tell that you did not want to look at him. you sighed, a bit scared, "work partners might be a little too far from what we are," you gulped, finally realizing that you had to admit to your family ties.
Jon looked at you, now more confused than shocked.
what you didn't know was that at the same time that you were about to confess everything to Jon, a paparazzi had taken dozens of photos of you and Jon that were immediately uploaded to various Twitter accounts and gossip magazines.
"Damian Wayne is my adopted brother. Bruce Wayne is my adopted dad. that's why I have a lot more money than any regular Wayne Enterprise worker."
Jon immediately stumbled to the ground, not expecting that answer coming from you. you immediately felt tears hitting your eyes as you figured that maybe Jon didn't want to be with someone so rich and famous. someone's whose family was always in the spotlight.
"DAMIAN WAYNE IS YOUR BROTHER?" Jon screamed, catching you off guard as this was the first time Jon had ever screamed at you. you nodded, trying not to look at him in the eyes, "he's going to kill me. your entire family is going to plot my murder. I'm a dead man. Clark is going to find me in a ditch," Jon started talking to himself.
it was now your turn to look at Jon confused, "wait, what?" you asked, wiping your tears. "YOUR BROTHER IS MY BEST FRIEND. Damian Wayne is Robin and I'm Superboy!" he whispered the last part, "I've been dating my best friends sister this entire time without realizing it!" he screamed.
you finally connected the dots. every time Damian said he was going on patrol with Superboy meant that he was going to hang out with Jon and every time Damian said that Jon turned down a patrol session usually meant that you were going on a date with him. both of you stared at each other, not knowing what to say.
"small world, eh?" you asked, trying to defuse the tension, "guess we better figure out a way to tell them, huh?" Jon replied as you both heard your phone going off with texts and calls. you opened it to see that Dick, Bruce, Tim, and even Jason and Alfred were frantically calling you.
"hello, what happened?" you asked, picking up Dick's call. "GET HOME NOW!" he yelled through the phone as you heard Damian's screeching voice from the other side, "why? what happened?" you asked, staring at Jon now in fear.
"SHE'S DATING JON? I'M GOING TO KILL HIM BEFORE I KILL HER!" you heard Damian scream before something broke, "pictures of you kissing Jon came to the public on Twitter and he saw them," Jason said, half annoyed.
both of your hearts fell to your stomach as you realized it was now or never. everyone knew of your relationship and it wasn't even something both of you tried to do intentionally. you grabbed Jon's hand, yours shaking in fear as you got into the passenger side of his beat up red truck. he could tell you were beyond scared to go home and he now knew it was time. he had to man up before it got worse and you attempted to break up with him.
once you arrived to Wayne Manor, you sat still, not moving an inch. "it'll be okay darlin', I promise it won't be too bad," he murmured as he opened your door. you nodded as you hopped off and started walking towards the door.
you could hear Damian's yells still going on from the other side door as you opened it. you grasped Jon's hand and walked into the living space, Damian's eyes immediately looking at you before charging to Jon with every ounce of strength he had. Jason quickly grabbed you as Jon dodged him and Damian went straight to attack him again. you couldn't bare to look at the sight and felt tears spring to your eyes as you hid your face into Jason's side.
"hey, you okay?" Jason asked. he could see the tears in your eyes which instantly made him a bit upset. "enough," Jason screamed, catching everyone's attention. Jon and Damian saw the hurt look on your face and as soon as Jon realized you were upset at the fight he was having, he kicked Damian off of him and walked towards you.
he grabbed your hand and whispered an apology into your ear as he stroked your cheek lovingly, "I'm sorry dear but I wasn't expecting Damian to do this," Jon said as Damian watched the way Jon was treating you. a part of him knew that Jon would treat you right. Jon wasn't like your typical average boy but the fact that neither of you told him is what set him off and seeing you being so lovingly with Jon set him off again.
Damian ran towards Jon again but this time, you shielded him which made him stop immediately, "Damian, stop, please," you croaked. Bruce saw you trying to neutralize the situation and stood next to Damian, hinting at him to quit it, "I'm sorry we never told you but the reason why we never did was because we had no idea who the other was. I didn't know Jon was your best friend and clearly didn't know that he was Superboy and he had no idea I was even related to you nevertheless your sister. please, if it's anyone's fault, it's mine," you explained.
Dick, Jason, and Tim stared at Jon who grabbed your hand and pulled you to the side, "and I would have never made the move if I knew she was your sister but we fell in love and it was like a soulmate connection. we were meant for each other and I want her to be in my life. she's it for me," Dick sighed mesmerized as Tim and Jason gagged at the cheesy confession.
Damian growled, "if you even think of hurting her, Clark will be down one son and I mean it. that's my sister and no man will ever be good enough for her. you are my best friend and she might be a pain in my ass, she means the world to me. I will not hesitate to dig your grave and bury you alive if I see one tear of sadness coming down her face," Damian stated before hitting Jon on the shoulder purposely before walking away.
you smiled, your heart swelling at Damian's speech. he never once said anything like that about you and in his Damian way of being, you knew this was his way of accepting your relationship with Jon. you smiled at Jon before giving him a huge kiss on the lips, making your dad and all of your brothers gag at the sight.
"okay, save that shit for privacy, no one needs to see that," Jason said as he walked away. Bruce gave you one look before turning to Jon, "your father knows in case you were wondering but feel free to stay for dinner if you'd like," Bruce said before walking away with Tim and Dick walking away with him.
"I love you," you whispered to Jon as he let out a laugh against your lips, "I love you too and I'm all of this was cleared out." you nodded in agreement as you grasped his hand, "wanna come up to my room? I figured we should catch some sleep before Alfred calls everyone for dinner and Damian starts another fight," Jon agreed, giving you a kiss on your head as the two of you walked up the stairs.
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Daddy's Gonna Find Out Any Minute
When Tim gets outted to the public, Kon sees an opportunity to both help out his friend and annoy Lex.
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Cassie and Bart didn’t look up from their phones when Kon stomped in and threw himself down on the couch.
“Luthor?” Bart asked, grabbing a handful of popcorn from the bowl in his lap.
Kon growled into the cushions.
“Yeah,” Cassie answered between sips of her milkshake. “He’s been annoying Kon.”
“He says he wants us to get along, but then he gets on my case over everything!” Kon growled. “Honestly, like he has room to talk when it comes to embarrassing the family name. He’s a supervillain!”
“He’s the worst,” Bart agreed, texting Cissie a picture of a cat he’d seen during a run earlier.
“Yeah. And I try to avoid him, but he just ambushes me when I’m hanging out with Aunt Lena. Or he kidnaps me. I just wish there was a way to get him off my back. Really throw him for a loop.”
“Uh-huh,” Cassie agreed blankly, then she perked up. “Oh look, Tim’s in the news.”
Kon glared up at her as Bart sped over to her side. “Are you guys even listening?”
“‘Teen CEO Timothy Wayne spotted on a date with unknown male paramour!’” Bart read then he and Cassie shared a look. “Tim’s just been outed to the public.”
“Guess that’s how it goes when you’re famous.”
“At least the photographer wasn’t able to get a look at Bernard.”
“Yeah. Everything’s going to be crazy enough as is.”
“Should we call Tim now or wait for this to die down a little?” Bart asked, already tapping away at his phone to update Cissie.
“Just send him a text. Something tells me he’s going to be too busy for a call right now,” Cassie said, opening the group chat to do just that. “Hey, Kon -” she cut off when she realized the two were alone in the room.
“Where’d Kon go?” Bart asked and she shrugged.
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“You sure you’re okay?” Tim asked, pacing around his office. “I can -”
“I’m fine, Tim, seriously,” Bernard chuckled. “No one knows it was me. The article didn’t even list my hair color, let alone my name. I’m more worried about you. You got outed to the whole world.”
Tim sighed and dropped into his chair. “It’s fine. Bruce has always pushed for inclusivity and all the phobes in the company were weeded out during Dick’s experimental teenage years. Everything else is just background noise. Besides, I gave PR a warning this could happen the moment we decided to give dating a try so they’re already taking care of any of the news sources being a little too blatant in their prejudices.”
“Tim,” Bernard started with laughter in his voice, “did you come out to your PR department before you came out to your family?”
“No… Okay, yes, but apparently my brothers, Alfred, Kate, Steph, and Cass already knew so it doesn’t actually count. I really only came out to PR before coming out to Bruce, Bette, Cullen, and Harper.”
“You’re adorable.”
Tim blushed. “Hey, you try having the whole of PR mad at you because you didn’t warn them about a media storm just waiting to happen! Did you see what they put out about Dick when he -” He cut off when someone knocked on his window. He turned to see Kon floating outside and let him in. “Hey, sorry, I’m going to have to call you back later. Someone needs to talk to me.”
“No problem. I should probably get back to work on my essay anyways. How about dinner tonight?”
“Sure. My place?”
“I’ll be there. Later.”
“Later.” Tim hung up. “Can you warn me next time you take the TTK express to my office so I can have the window open? I’ve got enough to deal with right now without someone spotting you flying in.”
“That’s actually what I wanted to talk to you about.” Kon sat down on Tim’s desk, earning an annoyed look from his friend. “We should fake-date.”
“Is the mission urgent? Because I’m a little -”
“No, not on a mission. I’m saying you, Tim, should fake-date me. In public.”
Tim stared at him blankly. “Kon, I have a boyfriend. You met him two months ago, remember?”
“I know, I know, but I’m guessing you’re not about to throw Bernie into the wolves for a while, are you?”
“No.” Tim would very much like to keep Bernard out of the media. Especially since his boyfriend’s parents didn’t know they were dating yet. The two of them were trying to get Mr. and Mrs. Dowd to actually like Tim before dropping that bombshell. “But that doesn’t mean I’m going to fake-cheat on my boyfriend to fake-date you. Also don’t call him that, please. He hates it.”
“Got it. And we’ll tell him and your family and our friends and Clark, Lois, Jon, Ma, and Pa, so you won’t be fake cheating. It’s just for the media. Think about it. We both know that if you don’t tell everyone who you’re dating, the sharks are going to go digging until they track down Bernard. If we give them someone to focus on, me, then he can stay hidden for a little longer.”
“I guess,” Tim considered, “but I don’t think shoving Conner Kent into the limelight will be much better.”
“Not Conner Kent, no,” Kon said, grinning and adjusting his jacket.
Tim raised an eyebrow, then his eyes widened. “You want to fake-date me as Superboy! ”
Kon gave him finger guns.
“I can’t fake-date a superhero, Kon. It could compromise my identity.”
He shrugged. “I dated civilians before I got a secret identity and you’re well-known enough that it would make sense we could have met. Besides, Clark used to flirt with Lois as Superman all the time before they got married -- and even now he still does it every so often -- so no one will think twice about a Super hooking up with a pretty civilian who gets themself into trouble here and there.”
Tim crossed his arms. “I don’t get myself into trouble.”
“What about two weeks ago when I -”
“I got kidnapped, that’s different. Lois intentionally throws herself into dangerous situations. I don’t do that,” at Kon’s look, he added, “as Tim. I throw Red Robin into dangerous situations. Tim just, in Steph’s words, looks kidnappable.”
“Okay, but see. We have a perfect backstory. I rescued you, we flirted, then I offered to take you out. Now we’re dating. Fake-dating.”
Tim slumped back in his chair. “Why do you want to fake-date so much?”
Kon grabbed one of Tim’s pens and spun it around his fingers. “Aunt Lena said Lex has been complaining about how you wouldn’t agree to work together on some project.”
“I didn’t turn him down, I just had some concessions we need to go over so I can make sure he can’t turn the project into a supervillain plot,” Tim muttered to himself before saying, “Is this seriously just some ploy to annoy your dad?”
“It’s a win-win situation, Tim. I get to annoy Lex and Bernard can go a little longer without having cameras shoved in his face. Plus, isn’t he a superhero fanboy? He’ll get a kick out of this!”
“He’s a Gotham vigilante conspiracy theorist, not a superhero fanboy, -”
“Same thing.”
“- and in case you’re forgetting, he doesn’t know I’m Red Robin. How am I supposed to explain fake-dating Superboy?”
“Just tell him the truth?” Kon suggested, balancing the pen on the tip of his finger. “I rescued you a few times. I flirted with you and gave you my number. We decided to fake-date to get the press off your back and annoy Lex.”
“You never flirted with me.”
Kon stared blankly at him. “Tim.”
Tim stared back for a moment before blushing and burying his face in his hands.
Kon -- because he was a jerk -- laughed at him.
“You were way more obvious with Cassie!”
“Because I thought you were straight. And so did you.”
“I hate you.”
“So do you want to go on a fake date with me?”
Tim slumped onto his desk. “I’ll think about it. I’ll need to talk to Bernard. And Bruce. And Lucius. And the PR team.”
Kon patted him on the back then left.
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“You know, I always knew Kon would steal you away, but I figured it’d be from me and he’d be your bi awakening.”
“Haha,” Red Robin mocked, not looking up from the warehouse he was watching.
“What did Bernard say when you asked?” Black Bat asked, shoving a giggling Batgirl.
“He was a little awestruck, but he was okay with the plan.”
She hummed and poked him.
“He also might have asked how Red Robin felt about the whole thing,” he added, reluctantly. “Apparently, he has opinions on our relationship.”
“Oh my god! He’s a Redboy shipper!” Batgirl shrieked and Black Bat slapped her hand over the blonde’s mouth.
“Quiet. Stakeout.”
“He’s not a shipper,” Tim huffed. “He just misinterpreted our behavior towards each other to be romantic instead of platonic.”
“Platonic,” Black Bat snorted.
“I swear you weren’t this oblivious when we got together,” Batgirl said, leaning against him.
“I’m sorry, he misinterpreted my behavior towards Kon as romantic.”
The girls shared a look and Black Bat nodded when Batgirl said, “Well at least he’s realized Kon used to flirt with him.”
He flipped them both off.
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“You know, I thought this would be more awkward,” Kon said, looking at Tim from over his sunglasses.
“We’ve gone on fake dates before,” Tim pointed out before tugging Kon towards the cotton candy stand.
“Yeah, but that was as Alvin Draper and Carl Krummet or Caroline Hill and Lucas Alexander or whatever. This is us on a fake date.”
“A fake date is a fake date,” Tim said with a shrug.
“I guess you’re right.” Kon pulled his friend closer to his side using the arm over the smaller boy’s shoulders. He leaned down to whisper in Tim’s ear, “We have a tail.”
“Congratulations for noticing. He’s been on us for ten minutes,” Tim said, smirking up at Kon’s annoyed look. He kissed Kon’s cheek. “I figure we’ll give it another three then accidentally reveal your identity to him.”
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“What is this?” Lex demanded, throwing a magazine down on the table between Lena and Kon.
“Hey, dad,” Kon said. “So anyway, after we beat him -”
“Superboy,” Lex interrupted. “What. Is. This?”
“Hello, dear brother. Yes, it is wonderful to see you again. No, you can’t come into my office. Yes, I do mind you interrupting my time with my nephew.” Lena said, grabbing the paper. “And since you seem so curious, this is what we call a magazine. People use it to get information. It’s like a newspaper, but more colorful. You do know what a newspaper is, right?”
“Very funny,” Lex deadpanned. “I’m talking about the article mentioned on the front page.”
Lena rolled her eyes and looked at the cover, then frowned. She gave Kon a pointed look. “‘Potential Gothamite/Metropolin romance? Superboy spotted on a date with Wayne CEO!’ You started dating Timothy and you didn’t tell me?”
“More importantly, you started dating Drake and you didn’t tell me? ”
“He prefers Tim,” Kon said before taking a big drink from his milkshake. “And it’s Drake-Wayne. He goes by Wayne more than Drake.”
“How long have you two been dating?”
“Yes, how long have you two been dating?”
“Are you just going to repeat everything Aunt Lena says?” Kon asked, smirking at the annoyance on Lex’s face. He turned to Lena with a shrug. “Not long. About two weeks now.”
About a week earlier than when that photographer caught a picture of Tim and Bernard. Long enough for them to be as cuddly as Tim and Bernard had been in the pictures, but still after the last time he’d rescued Tim as Superboy.
He expected Lex to be annoyed, that had been the point after all. He hadn’t expected the calculating look on Lena’s face.
“Two weeks?” she asked. “So around the time Lex and Tim started talks on behalf of LexCare and Wayne Health?”
“… Maybe? I’ll be honest, I don’t really pay much attention when you guys talk about L-Corp stuff. Is that what you guys were fighting about? Some health thing?”
Lena shook her head as Lex pinched the bridge of his nose.
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“Good news, Lex is furious as planned,” Kon said as he stomped into Tim’s apartment, having unlocked the balcony with TTK. “Bad news, now he and Aunt Lena think you’re only dating me to get a leg up on whatever health thing you’ve got going on and I’m either too dumb or smitten to notice. As if I would talk about boring non-supervillain L-Corp stuff with my supposed boyfriend when I could be making out with him instead!”
“Uh, Superboy -”
“And I’m not stupid! I know when people are using me to get at one of my dads! Yeah, sometimes I go along with it to tick one or both of them off, but I still know what’s happening! You know that, right?”
“Normally I’d say yes, but maybe you should turn around.”
Kon spun on his heel to glare at his friend, then froze because that was a wide-eyed Bernard on the couch cuddled up with Tim. “Oh.”
“Yeah,” Tim said, looking one part annoyed and one part amused as he sat up.
“Sorry for interrupting.” Kon’s lips quirked up as he added, “You didn’t have to stop on my account, though.”
“You’re obnoxious. We’re just watching a movie.”
Kon shook his head. “Tim, Tim, Tim, You have this whole apartment to yourself. Why are you two watching a movie when you could be -”
“Leave. Now. Or I will make Lena think she was right to question your capabilities.”
“You can’t mess with Aunt Lena! She’s under Supergirl’s protection!”
“I fear all of one Super and it’s not her.”
Kon snickered as he remembered how nervous and proper Tim got whenever he was around Ma.
“You think that’s funny. Maybe I should give her a call and tell her what you were about to say.”
“You’re the worst,” Kon huffed, then turned to the balcony door. “Fine. I’ll leave you to your boring movie date. I’m going to tell Lena the truth.”
“Have fun! I’m sure she won’t be mad that you didn’t tell her before!”
“The worst!” Kon slammed the door as hard as he could without breaking it and flew off.
“What the heck?” he heard Bernard whisper to Tim.
“Sorry about him.”
“He just showed up at your apartment to rant.”
“Yeah, don’t worry. I’ll remind him to call ahead next time.”
“Tim, Superboy just showed up at your apartment to rant. I know you guys are doing the fake-dating thing, but that’s just crazy. How is this your life?”
“No idea,” Tim chuckled. “Come on, let’s get back to the movie.”
“Hm… Do you think he could get me Red Robin’s phone number?”
“Oh my god,” Tim snorted.
“Come on, I respect that you’ve got a thing for Superboy so you should respect that I’ve got a thing for Red Robin.”
Kon paused midair to laugh as Tim sputtered.
“I don’t have a thing for Superboy!”
“Babe, you used to wear Superboy shirts all the time when we were in school.”
“That’s not -”
“You still have them and wear them sometimes.”
“Bernard!”
“I’m just saying. I know you wouldn’t cheat, but if you did want to have a little side thing with Superboy, I wouldn’t blame you and I’d be fine with it as long as you talk to me first. And maybe get me Red Robin’s number. Fair’s fair, you know.”
Kon forced himself to stop listening in and continue towards Metropolis as Tim groaned into his hands. He did, however, pull out his phone to text the group chat.
Marvel_Boy: Hey Iron-Lad I could help you out if you want to have some side fun with your own BF
MissAmerica: ???
Iron-Lad: I can and will break out the k
Speed: What’s going on?
Hawkeye: ^
Marvel_Boy: His BF wants RR’s number to “have a little side thing” with him
Marvel_Boy: In a poly way not a cheating way
Hawkeye: Awww!!!!
MissAmerica: LOL
Speed: At least you know he likes both sides of you
Iron-Lad: I hate all of you
Hawkeye: No you don’t
MissAmerica: Love you too!!
Speed: 🤍❤️🤍
Marvel_Boy: 😘
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Steph thinking Tim looks kidnappable comes from my story "A Villian's Kid " since this takes place in the same universe. Mostly because I like imagining the reactions of the people who thought Tim was the next Lex Luther. Hiring Cluemaster's daughter is one thing, but seducing Lex's Superman clone? There are probably so many "Oh yeah, it's all coming together" memes.
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Hi!! if you want, could you write some extra fluffy “Dick Grayson in a relationship” headcanons? thank you!!
sorry for the long ass wait babes, i am gonna start actually writing all requests. wips are on hold atm lol, not proof read !!
parings ; richard grayson x fem!reader
warnings ; none
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he’s the cook out of the both of u
i literally just imagine him knowing how to cook, probably from years of watching alfred and maybe going to cooking classes on the side
doesn’t honestly know what to do with free time so he applied to a few classes tbh
if you stitch his  initials into the curl of your sweater, he’ll melt honestly
same if you carved yours into a few of his
u both have this corny thing of a little heart shaped pin that he wears onto his sweaters also
jason makes fun of you both for it
“fucking nerds”
one night you talk to dick about him and the rest of the batfamily needing one night of a break and to do something fun
thats when you and him come up with a mystery crime game
like u know those ones where u rent a room and everyone gets their own character to roleplay and everyone has to find out whos the killer
yeah thats what u two come up with LMAO
u and richard are not the best at fun ideas
you explain the plans while the rest of them are looking at u like ur crazy
dick is just smiling widely
somehow u get them too all argee
and everyone takes their active role
bruce is a famous detective, tim, cass and jason are siblings whos father just got murdered, duke is the dead dad, barbara is their mother, damian is the butler, alfred is the one in charge of the will, and steph is a family friend while you and dick are guests are the ‘party’
“why am i the butler? is this jasons doing?!”
“no demon child, ever thought maybe its just your role in the family?”
dick facepalms
“both of u stop, the order is random now lets begin”
the whole thing is just a mess and everyone fighting
also declaring that the other is the killer
everything is so messy and stupid that bruce cant even link who murdered duke
“this is unorganized and ridiculous! how can i connect the dots when none of them match!”
in the end everyone finds out steph was the killer, who was the child of an affair and apparently duke was her real father and she wanted revenge
“no way did Blondie outsmart us”
you and dick hype steph up while the rest wants to kill u three
“good family bonding everyone :)” dick 2021
he also loves traditional winter things to do
ice skating and being amazing at it, surprise surprise
shows off sm and laughs when u fall on your ass
also does the whole “oh look ifs mistletoe :9” while literally holding it over your head
you prefer to stay at the wayne manor for christmas time tbh
and fall as well
especially how lively it starts getting around that time
for christmas crime fighting slows a bit and everyone’s running around for christmas gifts
and alfred is always baking something and the manor gets that christmas smell of pine and the coldness outside
building snowmen is without a doubt
same with snowball fights
there’s definitely a point in there where you learn how to start stitches for when dick comes home all banged up
always patching him up and applying medical because you know he’ll never do it
same with reminding him of it
a lil routine of you putting healing creams on the needed places before you two go to sleep
him getting use to sleeping with you everynight that its hard for him to fall asleep without you
you guys are losers and mock bruce whenever he’s talking serious
jason joins in too
bruce always ends up turning around and glaring at u both
for some reason he always has cold ass feet? and he loves to touch you with them and laugh when you scream at it
also has freezing hands and forgets to wear gloves most of the time in fall and winter
so it leaves with you of the duty and taking his hands and rubbing and blowing on them
as well as placing them in your pockets
he loves kissing u the most when you’re both just walking out in the freezing snow
you look so pretty with tinted pink cheeks and your nose heating up
plus your little sniffles
he’ll never tell you but 50% of the time he leaves his gloves at home on purpose
he enjoys watching you get annoyed at him and grabbing his hands in your tiny ones to warm his up
#dick grayson imagine#dick grayson x reader#dick grayson imagines#dick grayson headcanon#richard grayson#dc comics x reader#dc comics imagines#batfam x reader#jason todd x reader#jason todd imagine#dick grayson fluff
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#BatsInQuarantine
I am going insane. So I poured my restlessness into one long and very detailed post and got super into it. Please enjoy this hot mess.
The Justice League, being the well-meaning virus-proof Super Friends that they are, took one good look at the news, one good look at their non-powered friends Ollie, Bruce, and their families, and collectively decided that these normal humans must be Protected At All Costs.
Now, keep in mind, Bruce is never one to roll over when it comes to being benched.
However, he understands the importance of social distancing. He knows he needs to set a good example for his kids, and keep up appearances as Gotham’s Most Responsible Multi-Billionaire.
So. Quarantine it is.
But how are his kids handling it?
Dick -
100% on board in the beginning. Gotta do the Responsible Thing. Gotta set a Good Example. Besides, guys, this is gonna be Fun. Quality Family Time is always a Must.
He lasted 2 days.
Then he started to get twitchy.
And as everyone knows? A Trapped Dick Grayson is a Feral Dick Grayson.
He bounces off the walls.
Literally.
“I have to climb.”
“Dick, no.”
“I have to climb everything.”
Has scaled the manor 16 times already. Has climbed the chandelier. The banister. Bruce. The roof. The Cave. Anything in the house that’s been bolted down and especially anything that hasn’t.
Duke found him clinging to the wall 10 ft off the ground like Spiderman and screamed so loud it shattered glass.
Desperate for news of the outside.
He thrives off of it like a starving man.
Was the one to suggest he and Barbara take a break to Social Distance from each other (”Sorry, babe, kissing spreads germs”) and experienced Instant Regret(TM) approximately 5 minutes after.
The Family has labelled him a Flight Risk Level 1 (Most likely to say f**k it and make a break for the outside world)
Jason -
Accidentally got trapped inside the manor with the others when Bruce called Shutdown. If he had his way, he’d be chilling in his favorite safe-house right now, binging The Witcher with Roy and Artemis, and not worrying about finding a stray brother in his sock drawer.
But he’s nothing if not an opportunist.
The way he sees it, Jason has 3 options:
Self Improvement
Self Isolation (See Duke, Cass, and Damian)
Descension Into Madness (See Dick and Steph)
And, well, he always wanted to try a few things. Now he’s got the free time to do it.
So he settles on baking.
Alfred’s got enough food and raw ingredients stored up to feed an army. (Not because he’s a Panic-Buying-Hoarder in times like these. But because he’s a Panic-Buying-Hoarder all the time. Just try feeding 11+ teenagers sometime.)
Uses recipes he finds off Google.
His first few attempts are, in a word, ‘tragic’.
Alfred slips him a few of his recipe cards, and Jason suddenly starts seeing Results.
Turns out he’s pretty good at this baking thing once he gets the hang of it.
Hope everyone’s okay eating nothing but pie, macaroons, biscuits, and whatever else Jason whips up.
Cause that’s gonna be the only food left by the time he’s done.
Barbara -
Self-quarantined with her dad.
They’ve been binge-watching classic black and white movies together.
It’s a fun time, but she’s started to get a little antsy. Loving her dad and wanting to be around him 24/7 are, understandably, mutually exclusive.
Calls the manor to video-chat every day.
For her sanity just as much as theirs.
Gives everyone little challenges to film on their phones and send in. She makes compilations of everyone’s submissions so they can all watch and laugh together.
Bonus points for Creativity
One comp shows the family trying to drop Mentos into coke bottles.
Dick did a handstand, and dropped his Mento from the second story balcony.
Tim did it wearing the Batman cowl. The soda exploded into his face, and the rest of the video is just Bruce’s Shrieking.
Stephanie tried it, but the bottle tipped. Everyone on camera screamed as the bottle rocketed through the front window.
She spends most of her calls having one-on-one convos with Dick.
They’ve come up with little code phrases so they can be Cheesy even with family members lurking in the background.
She thinks the way he clings to the monitor is cute.
Almost like he’s giving her a hug through the screen.
(It’s easier than letting herself worry about his mental state, at least)
Tim -
Oh this boy.
Freaked out for the first five minutes before he decided ‘hey wait, Bruce is letting me stay in my pajamas all day? Noice.’
Now he’s just vibing.
The rest of his family is Low-Key shielding him.
He Has No Spleen, you see.
Steph: “Someone could cough on him and he could die!”
He just goes about his day, playing Animal Crossing like there’s no tomorrow, tinkering on projects, taking naps, etc. Living his best life.
Meanwhile there’s always someone lurking behind him, keeping watch, keeping him safe.
Dick sneezed within 5 feet of Tim once (the fact that he was on top of the dusty bookshelf Tim was perusing is irrelevant)
Jason still full-body tackled him the second Tim’s back was turned.
No one with any symptoms--
Like, any symptoms. They don’t even have to be Corona-related.
--is allowed within 10 feet of Tim.
Tim has been wandering the manor for weeks, now, without seeing another human being.
(He sees Dick on the ceiling sometimes, but that doesn’t really count)
He’s been trying increasingly drastic pranks and shenanigans to draw someone, anyone, out.
But it doesn’t matter how many times he steals Damian’s sword, or sets fire to Jason’s brownie bites.
Nobody wants to risk it.
Cass -
No one has seen her since quarantine started.
Everyone is approximately 87% sure she’s somewhere in the manor though
Because she does eat the meals Alfred leaves out for her.
Or at least someone does, at any rate.
(Jason and Santa top the running suspects list)
Santa was Steph’s suggestion. For some reason it snowballed.
It’s assumed that Cass misunderstood the meaning of ‘social distancing’ and took it too far.
But no one knows for sure.
She is Tim’s Guardian Angel.
People who so much as clear their throats a little too loudly anywhere near him suddenly wake up on a different floor of the house four hours later.
Duke came closest to spotting her while he was up in the attic.
Either that, or there’s another Creepy Sister everyone forgot to tell him about living up there.
She is silent, and watchful, sticking to the shadows, but she does leave the occasional note out to brighten her siblings’ day.
Things like ‘helo i love u’ and ‘hop u ar ok’ mostly.
She is bound and determined to protect her family from this invisible threat, no matter the cost.
Steph -
Like Dick, she was Super Pumped at first.
(Just kind of showed up at Wayne Manor before quarantine was enacted. The original purpose of her visit is unclear, but regardless, she’s Trapped.)
Also Like Dick, her descent into madness was swift.
She is impossible to pin down.
Not like Cass or Damian, who’ve stayed off the grid, and are therefore Untraceable.
No. She’s impossible to pin down, because she never stops moving.
Switches seamlessly between Zumba on top of the Giant Dinosaur in the Batcave, and furiously knitting Alfred (the Cat) a sweater with a pair of Tim’s used chopsticks.
Braided everyone’s hair while they were asleep.
Even Bruce’s.
She tried to do Tim’s, but somehow blacked out and regained consciousness in the attic.
When she woke up with a scream and a furiously twitching eye, she startled Duke out of his Makeshift Fort he built out of old cardboard boxes and antique furniture. He’s had to resort to finding a new hiding place.
Sometimes, on the rare occasions she does sit still, staring off into the distance, she’ll suddenly start laughing hysterically. This may last between thirty seconds and thirty minutes, depending entirely on how long it’s been since she’s knitted a cat sweater or done cartwheels through every room in the house.
Blew up the greenhouse out back, somehow.
Everyone has agreed not to talk about it.
Some people were built to handle prolonged time inside their homes.
Stephanie Brown is not that way.
Damian -
Damian Wayne Cannot Be Contained.
At least not inside the house.
He took off thirty-six hours into quarantine.
Thanks to the security equipment around the borders of the Wayne Estate, he can’t escape the grounds.
(He’s tried and failed multiple times. Jason and Bruce have a running bet on how many times the perimeter alarms will go off per day.)
(Jason is winning.)
He wanders the grounds with Titus as his only companion.
The two of them run laps, practice drills, and find ways to occupy their time.
No one’s entirely sure what those ways are.
In fact, nobody knows exactly where Damian is at any given time.
Only that he is Out There.
And he’s the best security system Wayne Manor’s ever had.
So far, he’s stopped five groups of civilians scaling the perimeter walls before the lasers and electric nets even have a chance to deploy.
They were trying to break in and steal supplies.
(Even ones they already had in surplus. Like Toilet Paper.)
He’s also stopped Dick from escaping twelve (12) times.
Drags him back by his shirt collar and deposits him on the welcome mat.
Usually with a note for Alfred/Jason, requesting more fruit tarts.
Duke -
Did not leave the attic for two weeks.
Then Steph discovered his hiding spot (read: was dumped there by Cassandra) which forced him to relocate to the basement.
Yes, it turns out Wayne Manor does have a basement.
This was a surprise to Duke, who always thought that the Batcave was Bruce Wayne’s basement.
Alfred keeps him supplied with all the necessities:
i.e. food, magazines, assorted pastries from Jason’s latest batch, usually straight out of the oven.
Duke also snagged the Manor’s Alexa.
She has become a sort of ‘Wilson’ to Duke’s ‘Chuck Noland’.
She is his only comfort. His only ally.
He’s determined to wait out this quarantine, doing his best to avoid the others.
Duke has seen these people under pressure.
He knows exactly what he’s dealing with.
Duke: “Alexa is the only motherf****r in this madhouse I ever respected.”
*offended butler noises from the other room*
Duke: “And also Alfred.”
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Stephanie Brown for the ask thing.
First impression
Oh, that's Tim's girlfriend!/Cass's girlfriend/Oh, she's the Xander of the group!
Impression now
She's smart, capable, still has a positive outlook on life despite all the shit she went through, all she's seen. That's, for me, what distinguishes her from most of the others in Batfam: they're a bunch of depressed goths, and she would punch depression in the face.
Before you say the depression doesn't work like that, I'll clarify: specifically, my depression.
Favorite moment
She's training with Cass, and is visibly out of breath. Cass asks her if she's done. Steph is like: go again.
Idea for a story
Stephanie's Lost Days: the ones she was at hiding during. What did she do in Africa? Did she help Leslie out, did she found friends there? Maybe other superheroes? Maybe *gasp* Amazons from Bana Migdall?
For a fic, though, I want to go with Veronica Mars AU.
Stephanie Brown's life changes when her best friend and the brother of her boyfriend Tim is found dead.
Arthur wouldn't be a sheriff, of course. He's still a crook. But now, he's a person of interest: someone left a lot of mismatch clues around the body, and everything points at Cluemaster.
Now, Arthur is on the run, while everyone at school finds out who he is and what he probably did. Tim breaks up with her. Their friends - clearly, Tim's friends, actually - shun Steph. Her mother struggles to make ends meet. To top it all off, Stephanie now keeps seeing Jason - talking to him, too. Unfortunately, he doesn't seem inclined to tell her who killed him.
There's nothing else left for Steph except to find a job as an assistant for private detective Renee Montoya and start her own investigation.
Unpopular opinion
She should get her own team. Like Titans, Young Justice, Outlaws, and Outsiders. I mean, I like that we're finally getting Batgirls book. But I wish she had what all the other Bats had. She deserves it and more.
Sorry, it's not unpopular opinion per se, but it's rarely talked about.
Favorite relationship
No originality here, but Steph and Cass. Friendship or romance.
They are hella important to each other (remember when they used to hallucinate/imagine each other cheering each other on? I do). And, my most beloved Steph appearances in comics are from Batgirl series.
Favorite headcanon
Not mine but. I love an idea that she and Eddie Nygma have this frenemies dynamic. I mean, she would bust his elaborate plans but she does have her way out of any riddle, and Eddie respects that.
Steph begrudgingly likes him because his riddles, unlike her father's, are actually creative. And he's in it for the art, not the money.
(this is a softer version of Riddler who is, you know, not a killer)
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Hi!
I love your content, your love for TimSteph, and I was actually going to ask what you love so much about them. I, for extra credit for English, decided to write an analysis of Stephanie (and why I love her so much), but I just got into comics, and cannot really put my feelings for her in words ... which is odd, considering how much I love her and writing. Also, I was going to do a section on why TimSteph is narrative genius, and I needed help elaborating on that too.
Could you help me out, please? Thanks!
(I feel the need to mention that I have read quite a lot of comics with Stephanie in them, though not all. I'm not much of a comic book fan, but I'm really interested in the Batfamily!)
I'll be very happy to write out bullet points that you could talk about, and feel free to go through my ask and I'll babble/TimSteph meta tags for anything that you think may be worth discussing in your own words - there's like four or so years of stuff there to spark your brain.
HOWEVER!!!! Keep in mind though that much of what I have written is half based on textual evidence and half me just writing what I like/wish would crop up in canon.
For example, yes I like to draw comparisons between Tim being cold and Steph being warm, moon and sun and so on, but there's genuinely nothing in text to hint as this being an actual character trait or symbolism. If anything Tim's stated to be warm several times, more than Steph.
So, and I am sorry to be so blunt, but if I take your request in bad faith for a moment, don't use either directly or indirectly what I've written for your work. Especially without actually going and reading the arcs I talk about. A lot of the time it doesn't hold up under genuine textual scrutiny, and we want to be good academics here! There's Death of the Author and then there's me making crap up because I want to include it in a fanfic. Not the same thing! My blog is called IncoherentBabblings for a reason after all!
I will therefore say this: If you want to write about Steph as a character, I would use the below video as a point of reference. Using the below, you can then go into why she resonates with you the way she does, or why her relationship with Tim is so interesting to you.
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If I were you: focus on her dynamic character development: cynical to idealistic. And use three points in her publication history to do this: her introduction in Detective Comics, War Games, and Batgirl. I am sorry to recommend War Games as something to read but it is important to her character. Use the Stephanie Brown Wiki to help!
That lends itself to a biography of her character, a look at her motivations and values, her role within the batfam, and so on. You can also use this to make comparisons with her peers, specifically Tim moving in the exact opposite direction development wise; Babs and Cass in their approaches to Batgirl; and the other Robins through her similar character progression as Dick, which in turn allows her to be a good mentor to Damian, and finally how her character arc runs perpendicular to Jason's. Does that make sense?
Anyway, let's get going! If I were to write an academic piece on Stephanie, these are the main points I would work through. In other words, this is what I would do. You probably will not need nor want to go into this level of depth, and you will want to make it much more personal about why she resonates with you, which may be different to why I love her. So don't worry about touching base with all of them. This is like... 10,000 word essay level stuff. And don't get overwhelmed. I've taken your request far too seriously is all.
Again, I can't write it for you! You gotta do the reading and writing I'm afraid.
...But I still wrote 1,500 words anyway. Gosh darnnit.
Steph’s Character Development
Always keep three points in her character history in mind – her aged 14/15 in her introductory arc in Detective Comics, her aged 16 in War Games, and her aged 18/19 in her Batgirl run.
How does she change? How does she grow as a character? What events caused these changes? Compare that angry 14-year-old trying to choke her father, to the 19-year-old crying happily on the roof. A lot happened between those two points! Outline the main plot beats.
Steph's Role as a Batfam Character:
Protagonist or Antagonist: Supporting Protagonist
Static or Dynamic: Dynamic (think of her character development - angry to alturistic; she softens in her life outlook and in the way she treats others as the years go by)
Minor or Major: Minor and we all mourn that fact :(
Foil or Symbolic: A foil to Tim Drake (and to a lesser extent the other Robins, specifically Jason Todd)
Importance of the character/Position in Society: Fourth Robin, third Batgirl, own superhero. Tim's girlfriend, Cassandra's best friend, one of many of Bruce's 'children'. Initially introduced just as a one-off character for a small arc in Detective Comics, brought back with the intention of being a supporting character to Tim Drake, and eventual love interest. Eventually gained enough popularity on her own terms to support her own solo comic, but has since returned to a supporting role. The character she supports, at the end of the day, is Bruce Wayne.
Motivation
What influences their decisions?: Stephanie's dynamic characterisation comes in here. Compare her motivations during her introductory arc, versus why she does what she does in War Games, versus why she dresses up at Batgirl - Stopping her father, getting Batman's approval, need for redemption.
What do they value?: Values emotional openness, vulnerability, second/third/fourth chances.
Goals/Hopes/Dreams: No long term goals/hopes/dreams in the domestic sense... Continue to be vigilante. Be respected by her peers. Continue to improve self worth through deeds. Graduate college?
What are their views: Views the justice system and police as corrupt, but still trusts in the inherent goodness of people. Focus is usually on the individual, rather than societal or structural.
Actions
Behaviour, Attitudes, Impact on Story and other Characters, Internal Struggle (Wants versus Needs): This is why I think you are best to look at three points in her story - Intro Arc, War Games, Batgirl. Focus on her Wants versus Needs - Steph's take a very long time to align, but they finally do in Batgirl.
Character development is usually driven by the conflict between what a character wants. The plot forces them normally to confront the fact that what they want is not gonna work out, and what they needed instead takes priority.
Everything usually goes tits up for Steph when she is in the driver's seat of the narrative because what she wants from a situation is rarely what she actually needs to happen. See every time she seeks Bruce's approval. She wants it. She absolutely does not need it. And only as Batgirl do we get that acknowledgement, which coincides with her being at the healthiest point in her life emotionally. Look at what she wants as Spoiler during her introductory arc, as Robin/Spoiler during War Games, and then as Batgirl. Why is she so unhappy in the former two? Why have her wants finally aligned with her needs with her time as Batgirl?
Character Traits
Personality: Cynical but perky. Sardonic but sincere. Think about how she changes over the time. This can be attributed to her different writers, but - for example - is there a universe reason for why Batgirl Stephanie is so much more socially awkward than Spoiler Stephanie?
Strengths & Weaknesses: Link these two together because Steph is a very good example where her strengths as a character can simultaneously be a weakness. Her determination can lead to her making ill conceived decisions. Her empathy can lead to her putting her trust in the wrong people. Her forgiving nature can lead to her being taken advantage of. Her temper, whilst landing her in hot water, can also just as often get her out of it.
Relationships
How do they interact with others: Focus on which characters pop up in all three arcs – Steph and her parents; Steph and Bruce; Steph and Tim. I am chucking Cass out the window here, sorry Cass, but if you’re focusing on these three arcs, Cass doesn’t really fit in.
How others view them: Conditional love/affection from her father and Bruce. Unconditional love/affection from Tim and her mother (though both are not without serious pitfalls).
How they view others: Stephanie has explicitly never loved her father. She has also never explicitly hated him either. What does that say about her? Look at her changing closeness with her mother. What changed between them, and again, what does that say about Stephanie? Crystal got sober, supported Stephanie through her pregnancy, Arthur was removed from their lives, Stephanie makes a conscious effort to be closer to her after returning ‘from the dead’, though continues to lie consistently to her. Stephanie admires Bruce, whilst also right from the get go insisting she does not answer to him. She never quite lets go of wanting that approval.
How does society view them: Her outsider role within the Batfam. She never quite belongs, and at points her closest relationships are actively discouraged from seeing her. Which Tim specifically never entertains. This outsider nature bites literally everyone in the butt during War Games. Her outsider status is still in place by the time Batgirl concludes, due to its largely self-contained nature as a book, but this is less being an outsider more having earned to right to operate independently. Trust has been given and earned.
Dialogue
What does she say and how: A teenage girl in New Jersey from a working class background has a very distinct voice. She does not mince words, nor does she hide what she is feeling. If she is happy, she will say so. If she is annoyed, she will say so. What she won’t do is ask for help when she needs it, due to her background formulating a need for her ‘to do things on her own’.
Think of famous/important Steph quotes from the three arcs I keep talking about – the excuse me if I don’t jump when you bark, the I really was part of the legend, the only variable you can control is yourself. These show how Steph views others and herself.
When I was writing I Would Have Loved You, I literally made a spreadsheet where I have picked out what I think are pertinent quotes from every New 52 issue featuring Tim or Steph along with a synopsis that explained what they were up to/what the main theme of the issue was. Not saying you should do the same because I’m just that goddamn anal when it comes to this sort of stuff, but the point is – look for quotes by/about Steph which highlight the above things we’ve talked about. You have thirty years to go through!
Author Intention
What purpose does this character serve?: A character that young female readers could get attached to – the every girl/girl next door archetype or a character that young boys could have a crush on – the kind of girl who’s into the same sort of stuff as you, I think Chuck Dixon once said of her, from her initial appearance. Fodder for Bruce and Tim’s man pain in War Games. Batgirl it’s a combination of filling the void for a female lead solo character in the batbooks, but also tonally taking on a much lighter and self-contained book that new readers could jump into very easily, directly compared to the more lore heavy Batman, Detective Comics, and Red Robin books.
What is the author trying to communicate: Steph’s character shows that determination can only get a person so far, a support system and doing things for the right reasons (again remember that want versus need argument) is the only way a person will genuinely succeed.
What is her main theme?: Balancing cynicism and idealism – doing acts for the right reasons, and discovering what these reasons actually are.
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Is this even usable for anyone but myself? Possibly not!
Still... Go write! And good luck!
#ask and i'll babble#stephanie brown#tim drake#timsteph#dc#anon i am sorry if i misconstrued your intentions#but i hope if nothing else this helps you verbalise why you like steph and timsteph by extension#good luck for your writing!
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Chapter 3: 5 Years Later.
Description: So... I know many Daminette fans don't like Damian being younger than Marinette so 🚨SPoiler AleRT 🚨 Damian is gonna be younger for a while but an event happens that gets their ages exchanged. (Sort of)
Warning; swearing, angst.
Summary: its 5 years now, since half the human race was wiped out...
Previously
"Bruce" Selina called before completely fading out. The same happened to Steph, Cass, Chloe, Alfred, Dick, Duke, Kate and lastly...
Marinette.
That day, Half the world was wiped out because of the infinity stones.
Never to return ever again.
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The entire world was mourning.
mourning over the loss of their families, Friends.
Gotham was worse and better, less thieves but more sadness.
Poison ivy looked at her wilting flowers, The sunshine of Gotham was gone, Marinette was gone.
So was Harley.
The justice league, at least what was remaining of them, Tried everything they thought of, anything you name it but none of them succeeded.
The rest of the Wayne's could only mourn. They lost the only people that could cheer them...
Tim tried his best to mend his family, but he couldn't mend himself. Damian and Bruce avoided everyone. Like father, like son. Damian couldn't believe it. He remembered that night clear as day. The day the people he most loved vanished. He missed Marinette the most, her bright smile, her laughter, her big blue mesmerizing eyes.
Tikki and the rest of the kwamis would try and fail at bringing their beloved guardian/owner back. Damian was the new guardian now. But he wasn't an official guardian ,No, not without Marinette granting it.
Five years passed by.
The world moved on.
Tim was the new Co-CEO of Wayne enterprises. Damian was a sophomore. Jason was Jason... Just kidding. He met a girl named Rose Wilson, Slade Wilsons daughter. Yes, Slade a.k.a deathstroke . And Bruce was still Batman.
Damian walked down the porch calmly, sensing Tim's anger from a mile. He walked straight at the old black car before opening the door and sitting in.
"You know for a young person, you walk really slowly." Tim said, driving out of the open gates "sorry old man." Damian snorted sarcastically "you could have just gone to Wayne enterprise, I could have hot wired one of Jason old bikes"
"Yeah, No. besides I like dropping you to school demon spawn" Tim smiled
"Don't fucking call me that"
"Language" Tim said sternly "I know Alfred isn't here but that doesn't mean you can forget your manners"
"Yeah... is that why you like dropping me off to school? Sitting in Alfred's place thinking about...Them."
"Yeah"
"Remember that day when We tried to make those cookies?" Damian asked staring out the window.
"Oh god, they were so damn salty" Tim laughed "Alfred and Mari were so angry at the mess we made, Do you remember Mari?"
"Yeah, of course" Damian answered
"You guys were pretty close."
"I guess"
"And boy, did you flirt a lot with her! You were ridiculous at flirting!" Tim laughed
"He's right, you know?" Plagg finally spoke up, popped out of Damian's bag
"why are you taking his side?!" Damian hissed
"Give me camembert and maybe I won't."
"Oh God, please don't take that out." Tim scrunched his nose in disgust when he saw Damian reaching out to his bag. Plagg eagerly sniffed on the piece of Camembert before eating it whole.
"Oh heavens" Tim gagged
"Stop being so dramatic. besides, Damien was actually much better at flirting then you were." Plagg smirked, keeping his promise "did you know that sometimes the other kwamis and I watch you try flirting? Ahhhh...it was an amazing comedy show"
Damian choked trying to contain his laughter as Tim glared at both of them "it's not funny!"
The ride was Quiet... until Tim asked him something unexpected "have you found a new ladybug miraculous holder?"
"No." He said, bluntly
"You're not looking" Tim sighed "Damian, you have to. You cannot use the cat miraculous for long without the Ladybug miraculous". Damian remained silent, unable to answer. How could he do that? He just...couldn't.
"I'll see you later Drake." The boy said putting on his blazer and opening his pocket to let Plagg in.
"See you later baby brother." Tim smiled "oh, by the way...I think she would really like you."
"Who?" Damian asked, confused
"Marinette"
Damian face turned beet red and Tim looked at him surprise "OMG! Are you blushing?!, baby bird obviously didn't move on from his childhood crush."
"Shut the hell up Drake." Damian hissed looking around in embarrassment "you are so dead."
"Ha! I'd like to see you try" he winked before speeding away
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Damian sighed during the mathematics period, why did he have to come to Gotham university anyway? He knew everything he needed to and being there was a total waste of time. He raised a hand asking the teachers permission to use the washroom, she nodded as he walked out the classroom.
Damian splashed water on his face. Looking at the mirror, sighing
"I've been thinking bout' what Tim said and I think you should look for another ladybug." Plagg blurted out causing Damian to freeze
"We've already talked about this Plagg, NO"
"Damian you were bound to her, I know. But she's gone. They're gone. You have to accept that. Do you think they would want this? Find another one. Move on"
"I can't"
"That's because you're not trying! whether you like it or not Marinette is gone!" Plagg yelled "The only reason you can't move on is that you're choosing not to. She wouldn't want that, she would never want that. she didn't know that you were at her Cat! she just thought that you were a temporary fit until she found the right one. But you weren't, and when She figured that out she tota-"
"What's that noise?" Damian interrupted
"Seriously? I was in the middle of my speech!" Plagg huffed.
Damien walked outside looking around only to find chaos, students of every grade were running about and most of them were rushing at the exits.
"Hey, what's going on?!" Damian yelled over the loud noise, at his friend- I mean accomplices.
"They're back!, They're back!, They're back!" Maps yelled excitedly, almost jumping at him
"Who's back?!"
"The people who disappeared 5 years ago!"
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To Marry a Vigilante: Part 3
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The dinner was an interesting affair. Everyone was gathered around a large table that could easily fit several more people. Marinette was sitting between Damian and her mother; on the opposite, Tim, Stephanie, and Cass took the seats. She was glad that they were all people she knew well enough. It was overwhelming. Before, Christmas was always just her and her parents. Occasionally, Nona came too. And there was this one time when she was five when her great-uncle visited. This was much too crowded.
Damian gently squeezed her hand, reassuring her that it was alright. She ate some, but the nerves made her lose appetite quickly. She was in Gotham. Celebrating Christmas with her husband’s family. Husband… She was going to have a panic attack. She wasn’t ready.
“Habibti. It’s okay. Everyone here’s a friend.” Damian whispered into her ear, seeing she was spiraling. “Nobody is going to judge us on anything.”
“But I didn’t make any gifts for the Kents. And I didn’t know your eldest brother had a daughter! And I’m a total klutz. I will probably knock over the tree and it will fall and set the house on fire and you will end up homeless or someone will get hurt and then your family will hate me and the Kents will hate me and I…” she kept whispering faster and faster until she was finally starting to feel the need to breathe or pass out. The jury was still out.
Seeing her daughter’s panic, Sabine also grabbed her hand and squeezed it lightly. “Honey, let’s go get some fresh air.” She said loud enough for people close to them to hear before leading Marinette outside. Nobody batted an eye when the pair passed them.
Once the two were in the back garden, Mari felt her legs give up under her and if not for her mother, she would have probably collapsed. The woman held her tight and led the girl toward the bench, which was luckily not covered in snow.
“I’m so sorry, Maman. I don’t know… I just felt so overwhelmed. There were all these people and I was really meeting my husband’s family and friends for the first time and I guess I was not prepared for all this…” She was speaking fast.
“Don’t worry sweetie. I understand. Did I tell you how, when I met your Nona for the first time, I accidentally flipped her over my shoulder and pinned her to the ground?” Sabine asked, smiling understandingly at her daughter.
“No! Really?”
“Yes. Well, in my defense, she surprised me with a gun that shot candies.”
Marinette couldn’t help but giggle at that. It did seem like something her Mémé would do.
“She was shocked at first and I was afraid I hurt her. Instead, after that, she decided that I was apparently worthy of dating her boy and gave us her approval.”
“So… the moral of this story is that I should flip Talia over for them to accept me?” Mari asked with a cheeky grin.
“That too, sweetie. I can even lend you something from my bag if you want a more… permanent effect.”
“Maman!”
“Fine…” Sabine grumbled goodheartedly. “You don’t need to worry about fitting in or how they will perceive you. I’ve seen how that boy looks at you and I approve.” She smiled. “That’s all that should matter.”
“Thank you maman. I’m glad you’re here.” She hugged her mother as the two sat together on the bench, enjoying the evening chill until the cold became irritating instead of refreshing.
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When the two returned, the dinner was nearing the end. Marinette noted seven burning holes on the ceiling but didn’t comment. There was also a plate on fire next to Jason that he seemed adamant not to acknowledge. Also, Mar’i and Jon were levitating above the table and playing rock paper scissors, except they used the props. Silently, Marinette walked to take a seat next to Damian. Her mother went over to talk a bit with Bruce about something.
“Um… Why is Jason’s plate on fire?” She asked, very much confused.
“Tt. He wanted a souffle on fire.”
“We’re already at desserts?” The girl asked, surprised. In the corner of her eye, she saw Cass staring at Tim and Stephanie with a strange gaze. It wasn’t hostile, but rather, she couldn’t really name the emotions present.
“Yes. I saved you some maracons. You love the strawberry ones, right?”
“You made me prefer lemon ones.” She smiled. “The subtle sourness really brings out the sweetness.”
“Of course it does Angel.” He smiled. “Sadly, we sit next to Brown, who will devour anything with sugar in it.”
A devious grin appeared on Mari’s face. “Really now?” She reached over into her purse to pull a small box where she kept the power-up cookies for her Kwami. “Tikki… will you mind if I give her a burnt-red one? You know which…”
For a moment, it looked like the Kwami wanted to protest, but then the small goddess noticed the plate of cookies was empty. “Go for it, Marinette. It won’t hurt her.”
“Stephanie! I’ve got a spare macaron I can share,” she smiled at the blonde girl.
“Gimme!” She almost leaped like a gremlin, her eyes in a slight daze.
“Uh-oh. She is experiencing a sugar rush. I think she ate the whole plate herself,” Tim spoke from his seat, eyes slightly worried.
Mari handed over the macaron and watched as Steph ate it. It took only a moment for her face to flush red and tears to appear in her eyes. “Water!” She said with a hoarse throat. Tim handed her a glass, but when she downed it, the burning only increased.
“Oh no! I forgot to warn you! It was made with ground hot pepper instead of flour… silly me!” Mari said, keeping the cute smile on. “I would advise milk.”
When Stephanie ran to the kitchen, followed by Tim laughing and Cass and Damian smiling, the older boy turned to Marinette. “You are devious.”
“She shouldn’t have eaten so many cookies,” the girl shrugged. After that, she actually started to enjoy the evening. It might have started a prank war later on, but for now, she was safe.
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After dinner, the crowd moved to a large living room where adults took seats on the couches or chairs while most kids and teens sat on the fluffy carpet. Alfred was walking around and handing the wine glasses to adults and hot chocolate to the youngsters. Clark opted for hot chocolate as well, which earned him a round of teasing.
Since everyone was staying the night, there was no need for designated drivers. When Tim and Stephanie tried to get their hands on alcohol, Alfred slapped their hands. More laughter followed.
Marinette sat there, cuddled into one armchair with Damian, observing everything and looking cute.
“...I’m just saying, Bruce. You could smile a bit more in costume too. It wouldn’t kill you.” Clark finished a short speech.
“Work and homelife should stay separate,” Tim spoke up from his spot on the floor.
“Which doesn’t stop you from smiling. You’re not a Buckingham Palace guard.” Lois pointed out.
“To be frank, you could smile a bit more often, B.” Dick supported the enemy.
“It would be bad for the image,” Bruce mumbled. “If anyone saw Batman smile, it would ruin my years of hard work.”
“Diana disagrees.” Kor’i smiled. “She actually said once that ‘a smiling bat looks pretty handsome’.”
“I’ve seen a smiling bat!” Mar’i shouted from her spot on Jon’s knees, the two of them acting like nice siblings. It secretly irked Damian, but he wouldn’t ever voice that thought. “There was a cartoon!”
“That’s nice, sweetie.” Sabine couldn’t help but rub it into Bruce some more. “Did he also have a cape, like Bruce?”
“Yes! And he walked on two legs!”
“See? I think your image doesn’t need to suffer.” Tom joined his wife. His English wasn’t that good, but he could get by. “Maybe you could get a cartoon about Batman? Ladybug had her own movie and a song dedicated to her.”
“Ladybug?” Jonathan asked. Marinette immediately tensed at the mention of her superhero name. She definitely did not want to reveal herself to everyone here. It’s not that she didn’t trust any of them, since all of them knew about Batman and co., but she felt uneasy. The fewer people knew, the better.
“Parisian superheroine.” Sabine clarified.
“We sure didn’t hear about her back in Smallville.” Martha insisted, smiling. “Then again, we don’t really keep with the news from the old world.”
“There was this terrorist in Paris that used magic to turn people into temporary villains. He was finally defeated recently. I think you’ve seen all the ladybug decorations.” Tim explained in broad terms.
“Ah! Right. I was wondering about the ladybugs…”
Damian noted that his beloved was tense and decided that it was a moment good as any other to spring up the surprise. He shifted slightly, signaling that he wanted to get up. Marinette, who was still holding her cup, immediately sprung onto her feet. She thought he maybe wanted to leave somewhere or speak with his father alone.
Instead, Damian hit the side of his hot chocolate cup with a spoon three times, gathering everyone’s attention.
“Tt. I wanted to say a few words. This will be important so shut up you lot.” He cleared his throat before continuing in a mostly emotionless voice that most people associated with his ‘Ice Prince’ persona. “Marinette. When I first met you, it was not from our own free will. The bitch that is my mother forced our hand and tied us together. But we got to know each other out of our own free will. Nobody forced me…” His head snapped toward Dick. “Tt. Don’t you dare, Grayson.” Seeing his brother raise his hands in a surrender gesture, he carried on. “Nobody forced me to come to Paris. Definitely, nobody forced you to actually accept my courting. To this day, I am left wondering why an Angel as you would actually agree to go out with me, but here we are.”
The people watched with rapt attention. Marinette just stood there, unable to voice a coherent thought. She had no idea what was happening, but a deep red blush had made its way onto her face when he praised her.
“You were so full of passion and joy and it reminded me a bit of Jon, but without the irritating factors.”
“Hey!” The boy protested. A murderous glare from Damian shut him up quickly.
“As I was saying, you were perfect in my eyes. I was taken away by your kindness. There are no words to describe my feelings.” His tone was still emotionless and monotonous, but Marinette could see that he was doing his best to actually see this through. “I can say without a doubt that I love you, Marinette Dupain-Cheng.”
All air was suddenly sucked from Mari’s lungs when he fell on one knee and pulled out a small black box. Inside was probably the most beautiful ring she had ever seen. There were three flowers on a golden band. In the center of each, there was a shining diamond, surrounded by smaller stones. The petals were made from pink stones that she suspected were also diamonds. Were there even pink diamonds? All in all, it looked beyond words.
“Will you do me that honor and become my wife?” When he finally asked, she could feel the world spinning. This was… this was better than in any of her daydreams. And not only because instead of Adrien there was Damian.
The words died in her throat. She had to sit down to not faint. “Yes…” She whispered weakly, so only Damian could hear. The boy smiled brightly (a rare sight to be sure) and put the ring on her finger.
Her gaze fell on the band he had on his own hand. It was silver with a large black stone in the center of the band, surrounded by eight diamonds. The Black Cat Miraculous she realized.
An applaud arose from several places in the room, but some of the guests were confused.
“Aren’t you two too young to get married?” Johnathan asked, scratching his head.
“Tt. Technically, we are already married where I come from. This is for my wife’s content and nothing else.”
“Married?!” The old farmer asked, scandalized.
“Tt. That’s what I said. Now can someone please get my Angel some water? I think she is about to faint.”
“Um… I would also be very interested in the story…” Clark joined his father. He wasn’t exactly that much scandalized, but confusion was clear on his face.
“I promise I will explain everything. I think we should give the two some breathing space…” Bruce proposed hesitantly.
“I will help get Mari to her room. I think she has had enough excitement for today,” Tom offered.
“I am also turning in for the night, Father. I trust that between you and Miss Cheng they will get a full story. Sans the private parts of course.” He glared at him.
“I will make sure of that.” Sabine quickly cut any protests.
“Good. Good night everyone. And Merry Christmas or whatever.” With that, he left, wanting to catch up with Tom and Marinette.
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Barbara
How I feel about this character
I really love babs. It is not her only attribute, but her being a disabled superhero who acknowledges she does more as a disabled woman than she did as an able bodied woman and her life is different but maybe even better now is so important to me
I like that she genuinely learns from her mistakes and works to make things right and also like it's not easy -- when she wrongs huntress, it takes like an entire fukcing plotline or two for huntress to consider working with her again, and babs had to be like "yeah that was unequivocably wrong on my part"
I like when we see her anger or protectiveness poking through, like when she gives huntress permission to use lethal force (she says something like "do whatever is necessary") to protect tim in jokers last laugh
i love her confidence and sureness in her skills
also her kicking ass and don't forget that even in a WC she kicks ass
All the people I ship romantically with this character
Dick atm but I could see getting into Dinah as well, I just haven't put a ton of thought into the latter
My non-romantic OTP for this character
Barbara and Cass or Barbara and Dinah
My unpopular opinion about this character
not unpopular with the right people but unfortunately still too unpopular with many people but: Magicuring babs was the shittiest decision dc ever made (Okay one of them -- they have a lot of competition for shitty decisions) and they handled her way more sexist and treated her more as a victim of her joker when she was AB than they ever did when she was disabled
One thing I wish would happen / had happened with this character in canon.
unmagicure her
Bruce
lmao poor bruce. I'm gonna try to think of something positive to say about you
How I feel about this character
Okay when Bruce is being well written he is a compelling character. When he is not continuously reliving the same three plotlines over and over again and he is allowed to try to be a dad to his kids (even if he messes up) it is way more compelling than whatever the fuck is going on right now
I feel like when he is a very principled but still flawed and human dude who wants to save people from ever experiencing what he did before and prevent the kids he adopts from being alone to deal with their grief that is good.
However in canon he is often not well written, he’s just a black hole that sucks down other characters and a power fantasy for boring dudes
All the people I ship romantically with this character
no one. i'm sorry bruce you need to get your shit in order before you inflict yourself on a woman
(I don’t retcon out his romantic relationships, but they’re not like “My favorite ship” thing. They’re just there. I think most about hsi and Talia’s interactions because of my focus on Damian/ the al ghul side of things. I write him and Talia as having a romantic relationship in the past but I think by time the present rolls around Bruce would be too resentful of Talia for how she raised Damian and I think Talia would have like... “outgrown” bruce? Like he represented freedom and everything outside the league and a good genuinely nice person at the time but she’s not a young adult who hasn’t had much experience outside a cult of assassins anymore)
My non-romantic OTP for this character
Bruce should just live with his family in a big house so i'm gonna say everyone.
My unpopular opinion about this character
okay so canon wise: Bruce's love interest plots are boring, all of bruce's GFs are better than he is in every single way and don't deserve to be dragged down by him, and the idea that he needs a female love interest to be happy is so heteronormative and goes against the entire appeal of the batfam
fanon: I understand why people want a purely "bruce is a good dad" characterization of him, but you would have to re-write so many other character reactions that I can't get behind it. Bruce wants to be a good dad, but he is often a shitty dad. When I write him I keep most of his mistakes canon (the ones that involve just being bad at interactions, prioritizing the mission or something else more, or being thoughtless, not the ones that involve him being cruel or downright abusive)
Specifically: any time any of his kids gets reasonably stressed or alienated from him and makes decisions based on that, if you retcon him to always having been the perfect dad it just makes them look kind of irrational and is always tearing them down to prop him up
One thing I wish would happen / had happened with this character in canon.
don't forget to let the batfam be competent around him? They should not be nerfed so he can save the day. yes i am thinking of that shitty detective comics comic i read recently where everyone was like... taken out instantly by hush's goons
also, since there is no retcon for what's going on with damian: the other characters calling out Bruce on how he failed damian in nearly every way and his dumb plan got alfred killed and left Damian with that guilt and also calling him out for every time he ever hit his kids.
Stephanie
How I feel about this character
I like her a decent amount. She’s not on my faves list but she’s definitely a character I appreciate reading. I especially liked when we got to see her anger and complicated feelings towards her dad (she was glad he was dead, ran away from home because her mom kept trying to comfort her) and I like her stubborness. I like how she just decided “my dad is doing bad shit and i’m the only one who can help stop him” and then went to try to stop him.
I also like how she is the first Batfam member who tries to treat Damian like a kid
(Dick didn’t do it before Steph did but I don’t think that’s a failure on his part, I’m pretty sure if he tried to treat Damian like a kid at that point he would scare Damian off)
All the people I ship romantically with this character
I’m not sure TBH I haven’t thought of it much. I found her interactions with Tim cute when I read them sometimes
My non-romantic OTP for this character
Steph + cass kicking ass.
My unpopular opinion about this character
I don’t like it when people try to simplify her to just preppy, and I really don’t get people who praise the pregnancy plotline considering how it just demonized all the other female characters who weren’t steph to prop up the author’s agenda
One thing I wish would happen / had happened with this character in canon.
I think there never should have been a retcon where Bruce said that he knew she was not dead all along. This is just boring “Bruce can never be wrong” shit and like okay so? you let Cass (who had very few friends even close to being peers) and Tim (who was losing friends and family right and left at this point) believe that she was dead for however long so you could what? Say “I told you so”?
in my headcanon that was purely him trying to cover his own ass
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