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Hi!! I was wondering if you could write an imagine where the reader is dating Vinnie and is super positive and nice to everyone, but people tend to take advantage of her so Vinnie and her friends get protective of her when people try to take advantage of her kindness. My friends are really protective of me and thought that would be so cute! Thank you so much!! 💕

a.n. hi!! i’m sorry this took me so long to get out. i had started this before i left for vacation but never had the chance to finish it. i hope you like what i came up with! i loved this concept, thank you for sending it in <3 this is something i relate to so much, so writing it and having someone like vinnie be so protective over the reader is just 🥺🥺 i want that, please universe. i’m begging

sweetheart || vinnie hacker x reader

it was a known fact that you were an extremely positive person, and nine times out of ten, the kindest person in the room.

vinnie and the rest of your friends absolutely adored you for it. you were the sunshine they needed when times were tough. aiding them with a shoulder to cry on when need be, and the best advice anyone could ever give. 

vinnie always swore you were an angel sent from heaven above.

while your friends never took your love and kindness for granted, there were a lot of others that did. people could clock your sweetness from a mile away, and in a place like l.a., they became greedy using you for it.

you didn't notice it as much, always wanting to see the best in people. but those closest to you, especially vinnie for that matter, would immediately detect when someone was taking advantage of your kindhearted ways and get super protective.

being in the influencer space, everyone and their mothers was searching for the next best clickbait to use on their upcoming posts. whether it was a person, scandal, or simply just a trendy product, nothing was off the table. you watched a lot of people lose their morals when given an ounce of fame.

with you and vinnie deemed the internet’s favorite couple, you had been receiving quite a bit of attention that other creators either envied, or saw as money signs. everyone knew a glimpse of you in their newest tiktok or vlog would gain them millions of views and a few extra bucks.

you didn’t like filming with those outside of your inner circle because of how shy and overwhelmed you got around new faces. but, being the people pleaser you were, you couldn’t say no when more and more creators coincidentally started asking you to collab.

you didn’t mind at first, it actually wasn’t as scary as you thought it would be and the people were nice enough.

you didn’t take notice to how much of a toll these collabs were taking on your mental health, thinking you were just tired due to the long filming hours you weren’t well acquainted with. but vinnie noticed. he saw how mentally drained you were each and every night coming home from filming with yet another “friend”. he clocked how little energy you had to do anything other than sleep. he had never seen you so unlike yourself, and he knew the exact reason behind it.

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the following morning, he heard you moving around the room earlier than ever before. the sun was barely up, where could you possibly have to go? he thought to himself.

“baby, what are you doing up so early? come back to bed.” he grumbled, making grabby hands towards you.

“i can’t vin. i have to go meet (influencer name). she has a bunch of stuff to do today so this was the only time she could film.”

ah of course, yet another person making you form to their schedule, not even bothering to ask how that worked for you. not that it mattered, you were to sweet to ever mutter the word “no” to anyone.

he could hear the grogginess in your voice, you were exhausted. not to mention the bags under your eyes that not even layers of concealer could hide. he hated what you were doing to yourself. no, he hated what your so called friends were making you do this to yourself, clearly taking advantage of your kindness, although you would never see it that way.

he made his way out of your shared bed, quickly throwing on a pair of pants and a hoodie that had been previously discarded on the floor the night before.

you watched him confused. “vin what are you doing? go back to sleep, it’s early and you look tired.”

he dismissed your request, grabbing his keys and wallet from the bedside table before heading towards the door. “i’m coming with you.”

“what? vin you don’t have to do that. it’ll be boring,” you paused before continuing, “i mean don’t get me wrong, i would love for you to come but you should stay here and sleep. i don’t want you to be tired for stream later.” you attempted to counter, but vinnie already had his mind made up and nothing you could say would change that.

“it’s fine, baby. if i go, i can help anywhere you need and then we can come home sooner and both get some rest.” plus he could stand up for you against whatever entitled youtuber you would be filming beside today, but he of course wouldn’t admit that part out loud.

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an hour later vinnie was sat quietly fuming while he watched you be bossed around by a girl he didn’t even bother to remember’s name.

“ugh, i forgot to grab the mic. can you go get it for me y/n? it’s in the other room.”

“i think the camera is too close. can you move it back for me?” “…a little closer than that.”

“wait this isn’t my good side, switch with me?”

the demands went on and on, you obliging to every last one of them.

vinnie was trying hard to hold back from screaming at this girl for taking advantage of you. he knew the cameras were rolling and the last thing he needed was for this girl to edit the footage, making vinnie look like the bad guy and ultimately getting more clickbait and money off the couple, just like she was desperate for.

so he remained quiet, hoping things would cool off once you began filming. however, that ended up being far from the truth.

every last question the girl asked you for the video was about your relationship with vinnie, some of which were very much intruding and personal. vinnie could tell you were growing more and more uncomfortable by the minute.

he knew how insecure you felt about people only ever caring about you for your relationship and connection to tiktok’s favorite boy, never bothering to ask about you or your own career.

he couldn’t watch this any longer.

abruptly standing up, which caught the attention of both you and the bitch girl sitting next to you, he grabbed your hand, pulling you up and out of the room to leave immediately.

“what the hell? where are you going?” the girl yelled.

vinnie switched the camera off before responding. “i’ve been sitting here all morning watching you boss around my girlfriend like you don’t have perfectly capable arms and legs to do shit for yourself if you just got off your lazy ass for once. and i’m sorry but i am not going to let that fly. y/n doesn’t owe you anything. in fact she did this as a favor to you considering you were the one begging for a collab. so i don’t know who you think you are treating her like she’s your fucking slave or something. and if you had any decency, you would realize everything you were asking her was clearly making her uncomfortable. you do know she is her own person right? there is so much more to her than our relationship. and if you can’t realize that, then you don’t get to use her for your own “clout” or whatever it is your after.”

the silence following vinnie’s rant was so loud, you could hear a pin drop.

the girl in front of you looked shocked, almost like she was on the verge of tears. clearly she was used to always getting her way and no one ever speaking to her in such a tone, no matter how many times she probably deserved it.

you stared at vinnie in awe. deep down you knew everything he said was true and you appreciated how he instantly came to your defense, saying everything you were too nice to even think, not caring who’s feelings he hurt as long as his girl was protected.

you could tell his mind was running a million miles per minute so you hastily dragged him out of there before he absolutely lost his shit on the girl, knowing it was soon coming.

once you made it out of the apartment and to vinnie’s car, you paused, pulling him to stand in front of you, seeing the anger still present on his face. 

you tilted your head up to face him, moving your hands to stroke his cheeks, feeling him visibly relax at your touch. “breathe, baby, i need you to breathe for me. everything’s okay. i’m okay, i promise. i just need you to relax.” you spoke softly, trying to further calm him.

he wrapped his arms around you, pulling you into a tight hug. “i’m sorry i yelled, i know how much you hate that. it’s just, it made me so angry seeing the way she was treating you, baby. you don’t deserve that. is this how it always is when you film with these people?” he questioned, worried that this was something you had to go through on the daily and he was only just now doing something about it.

you only nodded in response, tears flooding from your eyes, embarrassed that you constantly let everyone walk all over you. ashamed that you could never speak up for yourself, and most likely never would have if vinnie didn’t do it for you.

“fuck. i’m so sorry, baby. you shouldn’t of had to go through all that. i saw how drained you were, i should have been there sooner, said something sooner.”

“it’s not your fault, vin. you have no reason to apologize. i should have spoken up for myself. i don’t know why i can’t do it, i had ever reason to say something, but every time i would get too scared. like i would hurt their feelings, but instead i just let them hurt mine. i’m embarrassed that you even had to see that. god, i’m such a wimp.”

“hey, hey, hey. don’t get down on yourself for that. it only means that your a better, kinder person than they could ever be, okay? you are by far the sweetest person i have ever met and that is one of the reasons i love you. don’t ever think of that as a fault. the fact that you can stay this sweet amongst all the evil of this city and this industry is an amazing thing. never forget that, darling.” vinnie reassured you.

he looked down at you with so much love in his eyes, you knew everything he was saying was honest. and you fell deeper in love with him for it.

“thank you, vin. i love you so much.”

“not as much as i love you, sweetheart.”

I wouldn't mind if there's a book about this cause this is fire🥰

if you're feeling it you don't have to at all, but could you write maddy x male reader, where basically someone hurt maddy in some way (you can decide what they did) and the reader retaliates and like beats them up severally or something and gets arrested, and maddy comes up with some plan to make the reader innocent and get them released

Love the request!

𝐒𝐭𝐢𝐜𝐤 𝐓𝐨 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐏𝐥𝐚𝐧 || 𝐌𝐚𝐝𝐝𝐲 𝐏𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐳

Pairings: Maddy Perez x Male Reader

Summary: It was supposed to be a normal day. Go to school, get through it with Maddy by your side, and then go home where you were sure to have Maddy with you even then. But all it takes is one guy to make one wrong move for something to snap inside of you. Turns out, jumping someone with your friends is bad enough to land you in a holding cell.

Warnings: Violence, broken bones, sexual assault, faces getting slammed against concrete, and fluff (?)

Words 3029

“Do you know if we've got a test today?" Maddy's question had you grinning in amusement, glancing over at your girlfriend who sat in the passenger seat. She was rummaging through her bag like a madwoman, seemingly looking for the notes for one of the classes she suspected would be needed for this test.

"It depends," you replied. "What class are talking about?"

That earned a whine in return, which made you chuckle softly at your girlfriend's suspense. “There’s no test, baby,” you paused. “Maybe.”

She swiftly hit you in the arm, biting back a smile as she shook her head. “You can be a real dick, you know that?”

As you two came to a red light, you leaned over to her and cupped her face. Peppering her face in kisses, earning a giggle as her face scrunched up. Never having gotten used to the infinite amount of love you held for her.

Your guys’ relationship was a far different experience from what Maddy had been accustomed to. You worshipped her as if she was some sort of goddess and you spoiled her. Sure, she was spoiled by Nate, but you were different. So different, in fact, that you became her addiction. Wanting your praise, attention, and love every second she spent with you.

At the start, she sought you out for sex. Seeking to get over Nate. Who better than one of his best friends? And when you told her you didn’t care for his opinion and wasn’t scared, she swears she fell in love with you right there and then. But she never would admit that. She preferred the idea that it had been your charm and gentleman aspects that hooked her in.

But she fell in love with you because everyone was scared of Nate. No one dared test the boy as his father was influential in East Highland. Your parents were as well, but your dad was the Sheriff and your mom was a lawyer. Even your uncle was a boxer and had gone pro for a little while before retiring because of prostate cancer. So, all of those combined made you just as dangerous as Nate, maybe even more.

She had only caught wind of you because of the countless fights you had been in. Having seen you run to Nate’s call and almost smash a kid's head through a car window. She’d seen it all and knew you were on your final strike. One more fight, one more out-of-line action, and you were gone.

Underneath that rough and tough exterior was the truest part of you and Maddy was sure she was the only person to ever see it. You showed it all to her the first night you guys went out on a little hangout at the diner. Neither of you said it was a date, but both of you knew the true intentions that underlie. But Maddy doesn’t know how long she sat there and just listened. Attention focused solely on you and nothing else, not even her phone. She got to hear all about your personal life troubles, your dreams after school, and what you had planned further.

Nate had never done that with her. Never just sat and talk about either of their dreams. But like before. You were different. And so far, she was very much liking different.

Showing up at school, you two walked done the halls, in a very engaging conversation about this show Maddy had been talking about. Your arm wrapped around her shoulders and pulled softly into your side. She liked it. It made her feel safe with you being near.

You two stood and talked by her locker for the remaining time you guys had. Even having Rue and Jules come by and talk for a little. It was another day, but something seemed just a bit better. Maybe it was the fact that you were in a good mood. That you hadn’t had been berated by your father about being on your best behaviour. Or your mother telling you to pay attention in class.

And it stayed that way for a good while. You went through your classes with ease and a surprisingly good amount of attention. Taking notes and everything. You felt like a goddamn stranger. But all it took was a quick text from Jules for everything to change.

 Jewels: come to the girl's bathroom! Something happened in gym class!

That nearly had you bolting out of your classroom, ignoring your teacher's calls. It had to be about Maddy. Jules wouldn’t be texting you if it was anything else. People knew better than to risk your last chance at Highland over something meaningless.

Coming to the bathroom doors, you knocked twice and pushed it a crack. “It’s, Y/n!” You announced. “Can I come in?”

 “Yeah!”

Stepping inside, you immediately spotted Maddy with tears streaming down her cheeks. Jules beside her, trying to console the Latina girl the best she could. But damn well knowing that you would be the best person with the task.

You rushed over. “Hey, hey, hey,” you soothed. “It’s okay, Mads. It’s okay, I’m here.” Your arms encased her small frame as she hugged you instantly. Face buried in your chest as one of your hands stroked her hair. Knowing that it helped her relax and fall asleep.

Glancing at Jules, she understood the silent question and sighed. “Martinez…” she paused, nibbling on her bottom lip. “Touched Maddy.”

Maddy felt your body tense. The faintest change in the air turned to a vastly thick tension that made it harder for her to breathe. She knew how protective you could get with people you cared about. You’d beaten the living shit out of someone, who mentioned the tiniest bit of Rue relapsing when she came back. And back then, you two didn’t know one another. You were a dangerous human being, willing to risk everything for your pack of friends. And even more for her.

She knew this, finding that one thing to differentiate between you and Nate. Because while you could still be as violent as Nate, you did it under justified reasons. If you weren’t in control of something, you shrugged it off. You continued on with your day, with her, and didn’t let it gnaw away at you like some sort of sickness. But when you did feel threatened or the ones around you, you went ballistic. So, she could only imagine what you were feeling with her now involved.

“He still in the gym?” Jules silently nodded, already dreading the inevitability of your anger being put out through your firsts.

But you could barely get far before Maddy caught your wrist. “Don’t, Y/n,” she pleaded. “Don’t waste your last strike on him. He isn’t worth it. Just stay here with me.”

And you listened. Holding her close and thanked Jules for her help. You and Maddy stayed there for a while, sitting close at lunch where you stalked your prey; Martinez. His little group of friends talking and laughing about something you didn’t give a shit about. His eyes came to yours once, giving you a polite smile and wave, which you fakely returned. And when he would look away, your whole expression would drop.

You were contemplating killing him. Would that be so bad though? Would the world mourn his death? Would the world suffer if it had one less body to gift oxygen to? You sure didn’t think so, and that’s where your plan came into play. And your small group of friends from the basketball team were in on it too. Having had your back since you and Maddy got together where Nate had been harassing the both of you.

Everything was laid out and it was just a matter of waiting. The route that Martinez took home was long and one of your friends, Jasper, had heard the kid would be staying late to catch up on homework. What a perfect day for you.

It was around 8 PM when you saw Martinez leaving the school. A steady jog was in place as he walked along the sidewalk in the direction of his home. No one was out at this time. Only a few cars passed as the street lights flickered on. He glanced up momentarily and kept his casual pace.

Rounding the corner of the street he lived on, the trees that lined the edge of the road on either side plunged him into shadows. He whistled as the sound of car doors opening got his attention. Brushing it off as nothing, he continued walking until he glanced over his shoulder. And by then, it was far too late for him to react.

Something hit him in the shin, a bat maybe? What he did know was that his leg seared in pain as he crumbled to the ground. And then, he was kicked on by multiple people. It was hard to keep track as they just hit him again, and again, and again. Leaving him a groaning and crying mess.

“That’s enough!”

Martinez writhed on the concrete as his body was inflamed in discomfort by the pain that shocked across his body. You found it pleasing to see the kid in so much agony. It amused you even. Watching him try and crawl away, weakly call for help when it didn’t matter. By the time you were done with him, he would be breathing out of a fucking tube.

“You guys get home,” you told your five friends. “I’ll get a ride from someone.”

They all nodded, walking away and hopping into Jasper’s car and driving off. You grabbed Martinez by the collar of his shirt and made him look at you. His eyes lit up in realization, and before he could even speak, you punched him in the face.

“Ah, fuck!” He cried out, spitting up blood.

“You know me?” You growled, ignoring his exclaim. “Hmm? You know me?”

He gave a weak nod. “So, you know my girlfriend, right?” You interrogated. “Maddy Perez? The girl you touched in gym class today?”

“I didn’t touch her, dude!”

The reply he got was rolling him onto his stomach. Placing one knee on his back and the other on his left arm. You grabbed his hand, growling at his resistance. You took ahold of his index finger and began to pull it back.

His pained cry was ignored as you placed more of your weight onto his back. Slowly restricting the amount of air he could take into his lungs. “Did you touch her?”

“No!”

 SNAP!

You pressed his face into the concrete harshly when he screamed out in agony. “You have 9 more fingers, Martinez!” You told him over his screams. “You wanna see what I can do in that time?”

When he didn’t answer, you grabbed a large chunk of his hair and slammed his face into the concrete. Jaw clenched tight as you watched the dirty grey concrete begin to become a splotch of red.

After his cries stopped, you lifted his head and brought your lips close to his ear. “Tell me the truth or I swear…” you let out a dark laugh, one that had Martinez quivering in fear, “I will fucking break you. I will fucking kill you.”

There was a pause, a moment where you thought you would have to break another one of his fingers, but he uttered quietly, “I did it.”

With that, your hands clenched tighter in his hair. Wanting nothing more then to beat this kid to the inch of his life. Make him regret ever looking in Maddy’s general direction. Or even thinking about laying a finger on her.

But the police lights and sirens stopped you. Standing to your feet as the police doors swung open. “Get your hands behind your head and kneel!”

Silently, you followed the orders. Going through the motions with your head turned towards Martinez, who laid weakly with another police officer kneeling over him. Cuffs captured your wrists with a bite and you were lifted to your feet. You were shoved into the cruiser where you stared blankly ahead. Not even the tiniest bit bothered by the predicament you were now stuck in. You would find a way out.

You always did.

Heels clicked across the tiled floor of the hospital. The halls were empty as the girl approached the hospital room she got from the front desk. Maddy couldn’t help but smirk at the thought. People were too easy to manipulate.

When she came to the hospital room door, she peeked inside. Finding that it was empty, Martinez was awake with his focus on his book. His nose was broken with a bandage around his head. His left index finger was bandaged where it rested on his left thigh. Served you right,” she thought before entering the room.

Her presence shocked Martinez, but he couldn’t grasp it before Maddy was speaking. “I know you’re planning on pressing charged to, Y/n,” she said. “But I wouldn’t do that if I were you.”

“Why not?” He spat. “Your psycho boyfriend did this to me. He nearly killed me.”

His words didn’t even look to bother Maddy even the tiniest. Instead, pulling out her phone and seeming to be searching for something. “You know, Cassie Howard?” She asked. “The girl you’ve been pining over for, like, what? 5 months?”

Martinez could only swallow the lump in his throat as she nodded with a hum. “Well, I know you sent her dick picks,” she announced. “And I know you’re planning on trying to go to Harvard after you finish high school. Look, at you. Shooting high.” She mocked with a smirk.

“But I wouldn’t be here for no good reason, no, I would have to be here for something important, right?” Martinez gave a stiff nod, fear engulfing his bloodstreams like a drug or shot of adrenaline.

She showed her phone to him, his eyes widening at the picture; his dick pic. “How the hell did you get that?” He asked, eyes flickering between the phone and the girl standing at the end of his bed.

“Well, I’m best friends with Cassie and we practically tell each other about everything,” she briefly explained. “So, it came as no surprise to me that she had your dick in her phone.”

Maddy looked at the phone with a disgusted look. “So fuckin’ tiny,” she muttered before shaking her head and stuffing her phone back in her pocket. “You have two options, you drop the charges. You confess that you started the fight and touched me. That way, you take all of the punishment and more, while Y/n walks out of the police station freely.”

The boy clenched his jaw, swallowing the cement in his throat as he shifted in his bed. “And the other?”

Ever so slightly and hauntingly, Maddy’s lips curled into an evil grin. She had never admitted to you or anyone for that matter, but she was willing to do anything for you. Perhaps you may have gotten that sense the moment you two started dating. But she doesn’t think you knew how much she would do to keep you safe and with her.

A bit obsessive, but she had been bending over backwards to get all this incriminating evidence collected. Having to dance around Cassie’s questions as to why she needed the picture. But she knew you would do the same for her. That clear understanding made it easy for her to decide to do this, despite it also putting her in the hot seat with you.

“I send this to every large figure in Harvard,” she answered, grinning wider when she heard Martinez suck in a harsh breath. “All with the click of a button, your entire future is gone. So, what’s it going to be, Marti?”

There was a brief point of silence where the boy seemed to outweigh his options. It wasn’t a hard decision. Either way, he was getting the shit end of the stick. One was less worse than the other, and did he even have a choice? No. Absolutely not.

When there was no response, Maddy sighed. “You don’t have to answer now, but I suggest doing it in the next hour,” she stated. “I’ll know which one you decide.”

And with that, she left the room. Leaving Martinez to sit there, heart thundering against his fractured ribs.

The silence wasn’t even the tiniest bit bothering. You found entertainment in the drunk man in the same holding cell as you. Singing slurred words of a song you couldn’t decipher.

You bent your neck to the side, face scrunching up at the painful crack. Sighing as the sound of feet approaching filled your ears. The sound of keys jingling before a door opened. A police officer stepped inside with a deep glare set on you, then Maddy stepped inside.

Her lips were curled into a mischievous grin that made your heart warm. If you’d been honest, you hadn’t been expecting her. Maybe your mother and father, but not Maddy. She was a special little gift handed to you.

 “Your free, L/n,” the police officer announced, unlocking the cell door. “I suggest avoiding your dad. He might kill you if he sees you.”

You didn’t humour the man with a response, only walking out of the holding area with your hand interlocking with Maddy’s. Thankfully, you got out of the police station without being spotted by your father. But there was no saving you when you got home, that was for sure.

Getting into Maddy’s car, she could barely say or do anything before your lips were crashing against hers. A moan vibrating through her and being swallowed by you. “I fucking love you.”

That made her smile into the kiss, hand pressing to your shoulder. “Not even going to ask how I got you out?”

You couldn’t contain the large grin that pressed itself to your lips. No matter how crazy you or Maddy was, you two were made for another. And you weren’t ever planning on letting her go.

Motherhood

A/n: this is kinda based of my own relationship with my mom. With me she has zero privacy 😌but she tells me all they time that me barging into her room to tell her about my life are the best part of her day 😂even if she’s like on the toilet. And I totally see Batmom building that kind of relationship with them that is just so comfortable and not awkward at all. Excuse any spelling errors.

Warnings: nothing but fluff

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(Y/n) slowly lowers her sore body into the large bath as the steams escapes the water. The room’s air was infused with vanilla and coco with lit candles creating a mood of relaxations. It was exactly what she needed, being a den mother to YJ (sometimes the Titian’s den mother) and Justice League member was not for the faint of heart. Especially now that she’s a mother with kids who are in the same dangerous field she’s in. With motherhood comes everlasting worrying, protecting, and giving up her privacy.

There was a loud sounding knock at the door just as she began to close her eyes. With a deep sigh she yells for the intruder to come inside, low and behold it was her oldest Dick.

“Yes Grayson,” she hums turning her head to get a look at the dark haired and blue eyed adult, she still saw him as the little boy that they adopted on that tragic night. His small smile on his lips told her everything she needs to know before motioning for him to come in.

“I see that you’re finally taking a break, you deserve it mom,” He praises as he closes the door softly before plopping down on the counter. He was always the mom of the siblings whenever she wasn’t around, so he always worries for her health and mental state because he and his siblings could be a lot to handle.

“You’re always so concerned for me, you’re such a sweet boy Dick. Now come on bluebird, what’s on your mind.” His childhood nickname was always brings warmth to his heart and made him feel at home. Without and further coaxing, he began to spill what was on his mind. He was always worrying about others and never took the time to recharge. (Y/n) always listens attentively and always provides him with the best advice that he needs to hear, and this time was no different.

Another knock on the door cuts their peaceful conversation as the door creaks open. Two heads peep through the door revealing Jason and Duke right before Jason waltz in followed by Duke. Her two chaotic kings stood in the room with flour splattering their attire.

“Mom how long do you bake your cookies. Duke says ten but I know it's seven.” With a short chuckle, she confirms that it is in deed seven minutes and watches Jason and Duke bicker. The door is thrown open and closes quickly shutting the boys up as everyone looks at the culprit of the sudden noise. Tim clutches his Redbull with his back pushed against the door as his chest rises and falls rapidly.

“It’s Alfred being the caffeine police, I came here for sanctuary.” (Y/n) raises a brow giving him a warning look at the word caffeine. The coffee addict raises one hand in defense explaining that it was only his fourth energy drink that day, which was better than last weeks. Tim takes a seat next to Dick while Duke and Jason converse with their mother on baking tips. Unlike the last knock, this one knocks twice…pauses…then three times.

“Come in Cass.” The door slowly opens and the short beautiful asian girl enters in quietly. She gave her brothers nods of acknowledgment with a small smile before claiming a spot on a bench close to her mother. As the boys conversed with each other and the bickering, Cass leans in and gives her mother a soft kiss on her cheek. (Y/n) brushes a few short strands away from Cass’s soft face.

“Are you imbeciles, intruding on mother’s personal time to herself. This is why I am her favorite,” Damien says closing the door.

“Well look whose talking demon spawn, takes one to know one,” Jason grits out as Damien narrows his eyes. The arguing continues through the packed room as (y/n) casually closes her eyes to the noice. She reminisces on the days where she could bath in peace without a thought about any child barging in. A final knock causes all the kids to hush in an instant, the knock was heavier than any of theirs.

“What’s the password?” Jason shouts.

“I hold the key to all of yours trust fund,” the voice says calmly on the other side of the door.

“Fair, rent does need to paid. Come in.” The door opens and Bruce enters with wide eyes as he scans all the kids in the room with Stephanie behind him.

“Ooh no one told me that we were partying with mom! Move over old man,” Steph says trying to squeeze past the brick wall that was Bruce.

“Are all of you in here?”

“We’re bonding,” Dick shrugs with a sweet smile on his face and all his siblings mutter or nod in agreement.

“I could hear your arguing all the way in the hall.”

“We built different,” Tim says taking his last sip of his Redbull.

“Out…all of you. It’s my turn.” After a stern look to end all the protest. One by one the all bid goodbyes to their mom in their own ways. Cass gives her mom one last kiss on the cheek before gracefully leaving the bathroom with the rest of her siblings. Bruce locks the door as soon as the last kid leaves and lets out a long sigh. His hands moves to his cuff links, then his tie before unbuttoning his shirt. She listens to his footsteps drawing closer and opens her eyes to him siting on the edge of the tube.

“You have to start locking the door,” Bruce chuckles as his fingers ghost the side of her cheek before resting his hand on the side of her face.

“I don’t mind, it's apart of motherhood.” She watches his eyebrow raise before a small smile appears on his face. He places his hand on side of the tub and leans in until their nose faintly touch.

“You are an exceptional woman, take all the time you need in here.” He moves and softly places his lips on her forehead, her eyes closes to his warm touch. Bruce then places a gentle kiss on her lips before retreating for the door. She slides down deeper into the water and sighs deeply with a small smile on her face. Motherhood may have taken her privacy but with the family she has, she wouldn’t have it any other way.

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A/n: If you see any random name…no you didn’t 😂but I apologize usually when I write I literally make up a character like bio and all that I have set for Batmom in my mind and how she’s like. So If you see that my bad I wrote this last year and decided why not post it last minute 😂😂😂

Also if I do get the sudden urge to post more, I don’t think I will mention any skin tones at all because melanin comes in so many shades. Or hair type either😌 and I will keep the black Batmom tags just so my melanated or non melanated monarchs can find me.

—Virgo

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Je t'aime - “My friends get annoyed by how much I talk about you sometimes” with Stiles please 💚

i imagine this with long distance! reader, when you finally go to visit with him.

you arrive in beacon hills, stiles waiting excitedly at the airport, with a huge sign your name drawn out with huge bubble letters that lydia help him with. i imagine the two of you met through some nerd forum, like one about star wars where you posted your padme anidala cosplay. he was in love ever since. you’re running to him, grabbing at each other like you were starved for the other’s touch. once the realization that you were together in person finally hit you oth, you were grabbing stiles’ face with an urgency that surprised you both, your lips smashing together like unstable magnets.

“i’ve missed you,” you said, breathlessly. “you don’t know how much i’ve wanted- no needed this. my friends are annoyed by how much i talk about you,” he laughed it out, helping you with your suitcase to out in the back of roscoe. “i thought you said, they didn’t believe i was real?’ you joked, as you got into the jeep, the smell of him just surrounding you. you couldn’t help but take a subtle deep breath. this is what contentness felt like, you thought. “well, yeah, they got over that pretty quickly, i can’t wait for you to meet everybody.”

he turned to you giving you a huge smile, before pressing a quick kiss to your cheek. he started roscoe, the loudness of the car alarmed you a little, but you just couldn’t be upset about any moment when he’s here with you.

Exes in the Soop

Kim Taehyung x Ex! Reader

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While the Bangtan boys thought they were going on a new season of BTS In The Soop, they will quickly come to learn that this is no ordinary season. This season, while the each member is thinking this will be their time to relax after such a hectic schedule, the producers are surprising them with their exes. While everyone is surprised as their exes show up, Taehyung was even more surprised to see his one true love come after the way their relationship ended prior to his debut with BTS. Will Y/n want to make amends and possibly save their old relationship, or finally say goodbye to him.

🛑Genre: 18+, Smut, slow burn, based on Reality MTV show, Ex on The Beach.

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Angst request: gf yn is on tour with Jack and one of the tour mates is crushing really hard on yn. Jealous Jack. Possessive Jack. Sweetheart yn.

She’s taken

Jack loved you with all his heart he truly did you were the girl of his dreams the sweetheart he’s been manifesting but at the same time he hated the fact that you acted so clueless to when other guys were flirting with you or trying to get at you.

Jack had asked if you wanted to join him on tour and you of course said yes you were beyond thrilled to see everything that went on behind the scenes of everything and seeing your man before every other night was something you wouldn’t wait to see.

You were all in Denver Colorado for Jack’s show that night you were currently sitting with Neelam and Jt just looking at different types of nail designs and hairstyles you all wanted to do for tonight’s show. You were so into the different designs that you didn’t notice one of Jack’s band members trying to get your attention till Jt tapped your shoulder.

“I think he’s trying to talk to you girl.” Looking up you smiled seeing Earl, he was apart of Jack’s live band he was really and always kind to you.

“Oh hi Earl how are you doing? You ready for tonight’s show.”

Neelam and Jt smirked at one another noticing a certain curly headed boyfriend of yours now inspecting Earl and You.

“Yes most definitely I’m always ready to go out there and show out like we always do.” There wasn’t not one mean bone in your body you just loved to spread love and positivity and that was something Jack loved, you always judged by the mind and heart never by how a person looks like or acts like.

“That’s good I’m really excited you do so good on the drums I always wanted to play the drums back in high school.”

“I can always teach you whenever you’re free if you’re down.”

“I’d like that.” He smiled and the two of you continued to talk about anything and everything.

“You just gonna let him sweet talk your girl.?” Nemo came from behind Jack and rubbed on his shoulders. Jack was trying him best to work on being less possessive and protective with you because the last thing he wanted was for you to think he controlled you and controlled who you talked to.

“What am I gonna say Nemo? You know how Y/N is she’ll get mad at me instead of Earl and besides she doesn’t really see the issue I guess.”

“All I’m saying is the way he’s touching up on your girl and being all friendly with her wouldn’t slide with me.” Nemo walked away from Jack leaving him alone in his thoughts as he watched Earl brush his hands on your arms a few times but what did it for Jack was when Earl leaned in to say something in your ear which caused you to start giggling like a fool.

He quickly flung off the couch and started walking towards the two of you.

“Uh oh here comes trouble.” Neelam and Jt both laughed and watched how Jack’s face held a stern and jealousy look.

“May Earl rest easy he lived a good life.” Jt joked the two of them ready for what was about to go down.

“What’s going on over here?” You jumped a bit at the sound of Jack’s voice since you didn’t hear him walking up from behind you.

“Earl was just telling me how he can teach me how to play the drums sometime when we all have downtime that is.” Earl smiled and nodded up at Jack but his smile was quickly replaced by a frown.

Jack rolled his eyes at Earl and held a stern and cold look with him till he felt you tugging on his hoodie, his face softened when he made eye contact with you, something about you always managed to calm him down and he was grateful that you were his light when he had bad days.

“Jack? What’s wrong baby did something happen, did someone say anything to you.” You looked up at him with your big doe eyes your voice sounding so sweet and fragile that Jack almost forgot what he was mad about.

“Uh nothings wrong baby I just came over to see if you wanted to get something to eat before the show?” Jack sighed mentally he knew he should’ve brought up what was bothering him but he wasn’t about to stress the small stuff, he knew you were loyal to him and only him so there was no need to worry.

Smiling you nodded and took his hand in yours before quickly giving Earl a hug goodbye.

“Bye Earl I’ll see you later before the show.” You waved him goodbye and he smiled back before waving bye as well.

“What do you feel like eating Jack?”

“Whatever you want baby.” He brought the back of your hand up to his lips and kissed it before wrapping his left arm around your shoulder and brining you into him.

“This man sure is whipped.” Jt told Neelam as the two of them watched Jack and You leave to go get food.

“He sure is he sure is.”