Requested by: anonymous
Request: Strange request, but could I get a batfam x batsis reader insert where she’s gotten herself in trouble with gambling by betting her life in order to win the game? And the main reason she did so was to prove she could win against someone she looked up to. While in the end she walked away with someone’s life and a big sum of money, she also walked away with bandaged fingers because she pulled off her acrylics and real nails at the same time? Like their reactions to it all? Thank you!
Games have always been fun for you. That feeling of satisfaction when you can just feel the anticipation and intensity of a game was like a drug to you. You get to see the strike of fear in your opponent’s eyes when they realize that there is no way for them to win. Games have just been the one stable thing in your life.
You needed something to distract you from your parents neglecting you and your brother. Tim had his hobbies and you had games. The two of you still shared everything with each other though. When he told you about Batman, you had suggested that the two of you should start training. A couple of incidents happen and next thing you know, you and Tim became Bruce Wayne’s wards/adopted children and Batman’s partners.
Alfred and Bruce noticed your special talent, and encouraged you in every possible way. They let you play whatever game you wanted. Checkers, chess, gin rummy, poker, etc. Alfred was a good teacher and opponent for most of them. As you grew more experienced, you started to take your talent into the field. Your siblings found your knack for games to be impeccable. They loved to play with you, especially when they think that they would finally beat you. Your love for games has never been a problem.
That was until now.
It was a simple mission to gather intel on the Penguin. You were at the casino, playing your part by chatting it up with a few of Gotham’s less infamous - but still dangerous and powerful - mobsters. It was going well. You had managed to make your way in with them, getting them to let you join them in on one of their private games in one of the back rooms of the casino. Your family also had your back throughout it all. Your older siblings posed themselves as employees while Batman and Robin patrolled outside and Alfred managed the comms. They were all able to hear your conversation and watch you through security cameras.
Everything was going smoothly until the gangsters began to suspect you. You heard your siblings immediately offering to go help you, but you chose to ignore them. You were too focused on the game.
“Let’s put those worries to a side, boys” You smiled as you observed the game of poker before you. You’ve been hustling them for a while now. They think that you’re just a mediocre player - that you’re just another rebellious heiress that is willing to gamble her money away. But the moment you started to show that you were more than mediocre, they began to start to have their questions. “How about we make this interesting?”
“How?” The main guy raised a brow at you. Your gaze locked with his. He’s been eyeing you for a while now. If this was any normal circumstance, you would have gagged and make it very clear that you’re not interested. Unfortunately, that’s not the case here. So you’re going to play with what you have.
You moved all of your chips into the center of the table. You then took off your jewelry and put them down as well. Most of the guys playing raised their eyebrows, looking more interested than ever. The main guy wasn’t convinced though. So you took out a scrap piece of paper from your bag, wrote something on it, and put it in.
The man chuckled. “Are you sure you want to put your life in, little girl?”
‘What are you doing?’
‘Did I hear that right?’
“Positive” Your smile never faltered. “But I also think you should put something in just as interesting.”
The man gave you a questioning look.
“It would only be fair” You placed her head on the palms of your hands.
He looked at his fellow partners. They silently nodded in agreement, thinking that there would be no chance for you to win. Your smile remained still when you saw the man write his own name on a piece of paper and placed it in the center, along with all of his chips.
The game continued in silence. A few glances would be shared here and there, trying to figure out the other’s moves. The others eventually pulled away from the game, leaving only you and the leader. The tension only built up with every second that passed. Your poker face showed no weakness in any way. That only made the man grow more wary of you. You were no longer pretending to be a newbie to the game. They could all feel the atmosphere around you grow more cold. It was both impressive and quite scary.
And then you won.
The man slammed his hands on the table as he got up. They all pointed their guns toward you while you gathered everything that was laid out in the center. You glanced up at them. “Someone’s a sore loser”
“Why you bit-”
Before he could even finish the word, and before the henchmen could attack, you made the first move. They all grunted in pain as you kicked, punched, and threw them down. They fought back of course, but they didn’t stand against your training. At the end of it all, you were pointing two guns at the leader with one of your legs on his head.
“Tsk. Tsk.” You took heavy breaths. “Let’s not forget that I own your life now. Don’t make me take it from you”
He tried to get up and push you off of him. You continued to press your foot down on him, pressing the gun closer to his head. He grunted in defeat, muttering his surrender. You kneeled down to him. “Good. Now let’s get talking”
You walked back into the cave with a hum. After you got the information you needed, you handed it over to your siblings, who then went off to join Batman. You were sent back home after they saw the blood trickling down your fingers. You hadn’t realized it before, not feeling the pain due to the rush of adrenaline. You protested but they were having none of it.
Alfred glanced down at your hands and he already had gotten the first-aid. You sighed and let him bandage you. A part of you was upset over losing your new acrylics, but another part of you felt proud for winning the game.
“Want to go shopping tomorrow?” You finally spoke.
“As much as I would love to join you in spending the great sum of money you won, but I am quite certain that you would not be able to leave your room after that stunt you pulled” He began to put away the kit. At that moment, the sounds of your family arriving could be heard. They were all yelling your name.
“If I give you fifty-percent of what I got, would you hide me from them?” You whispered to Alfred.
“And miss an entertaining conversation? I don’t think so” He smirked when your smile morphed into a frown.
“(y/n)!” Tim and Duke were the first to come into your view.
“What were you thinking?!” Dick appeared behind them.
“You should have waited!” Jason scolded.
“You could have been killed,” Babs crossed her arms over her chest.
“Tt.” Damian clicked his tongue.
“Your acrylics!” Stephanie chimed. They all looked at her. She cleared her throat. “I mean, how are your hands?”
You couldn’t help but laugh at the girl’s reaction. Cass had walked over to you and grabbed your hand. She was frowning at you. Your smile fell and you looked down at the floor between you. You hated when she looked at you that way.
“(y/n)” Bruce walked toward you with his arms crossed, his angry scowl spread across his face.
“Look, I know” You got up from your seat. “I acted recklessly and put myself in danger, but if I didn’t, they were going to figure me out right away. I couldn’t let that happen”
“And your first thought was to bet your life?” He raised a brow.
“It was the only thing that would have gotten his attention” You reasoned. He continued to look unimpressed. You sighed. There’s no way out of this. “Alright. How long am I grounded for?”
“Two weeks grounded and a week with no suit” He then took the bag of money from your hands. “And this is confiscated”
“What? No fair! I won that” You tried to get it back.
“You’re an heiress. Losing this much wouldn’t hurt you” He walked off with Alfred following, leaving you with your fellow partners and siblings. They were staring at you with similar frowns.
“Alright. Let’s hear it” You sat down by the computer. “Lecture my ear off”
They shared a glance at each other. Tim, your sweet brother, was the first to smile and walk toward you. “Nah. You’re gonna get even more of that from Bruce. I’m just glad that you’re okay”
“If he let me keep that money, I would have bought all of you something” You smiled at him.
“You say that as if you aren’t rich” Jason chuckled. “But don’t worry, I’ll nab that cash back for ya”
“Have I mentioned that you’re best brother ever?”
“Hey -” Dick, Tim, and Damian sounded offended - mainly Tim.
“Shush. You guys ate the cheesecake I bought last week” You glared at them.
“That was Jason’s idea!” Dick defended.
“No it wasn’t” Jason defended, but when you had your back to him, he was making hand gestures that threatened the other boys to not speak another word unless they wanted to get punched. That seemed to have gained the boys’ attention and they were now arguing with one another. Duke was trying to diffuse the situation but was having no luck doing it.
“Are you okay?” Babs walked over to you with Steph and Cass.
“I’ve been better” You held up your bandaged hands.
“Aww. Don’t worry. We’ll have a girl’s night that could fix this” Steph gave you a side hug. Cass patted your head in comfort. She no longer seemed mad at you. That’s a good thing. She then brought up her hands to sign.
‘Don’t do that again. You make us worry.’
“Fine. I promise I won’t do it again” You caved. Cass always has a way to make all of you listen to her. “I’m just glad he didn’t take away gaming privileges”
“That’s because he knows that you would annoy him if you didn’t have your games to keep you busy,” Dick smirked.
“I would refute that but it’s true” You nodded.
“As much as I disagree with your tactics, it was fun watching you beat those guys” Damian admitted.
“Oh? Then how about we play a couple rounds?” Your trademark smirk appeared.
“Oh no. I would like to keep my weekly allowance, thank you” Duke held up his hands in surrender.
“You’re no fun” You stuck your tongue at him.
“Alright, alright. Enough” Dick sighed. “Come on, let’s watch a movie or something. (y/n)’s pick since she earned it”
“But, please, for the sake of our remaining sanity, never do that again” Tim helped you up from the chair.
“If you beat me in a game, then maybe” You laughed at his frown. He knows you were joking, of course, but he can never be too sure. You’ve gotten too good at acting and lying with that poker face of yours. It was quite terrifying to think about.
But yeah. Games have just been your thing. It started as a way to get away from your family issues and now it has become a useful strategic tool in the crime-fighting scene. As much as your new family may be protective over you, they know that you can handle yourself. If they didn’t, they do now. You’ve proven that tonight. They may share their concerns, and they might be extra protective the next time you’re out in the field, but that’s because they don’t trust the bad guys. They’re quite certain that you will pull that stunt again with no remorse. When that happens, you’re going to be extra careful of your nails.