Idk If You Do Requests But I Rly Like Your Works (no Pressure Tho Luv Ya) May I Ask Some Fluffy Bonten

Idk if you do requests but i rly like your works (no pressure tho luv ya✌🏻) may i ask some fluffy bonten mikey going home to his preggy wife after a long day in bonten? Thank you🥹🥹

Home to You

SUMMARY : After dealing with a Bonten rat that tried to expose your wellbeing to the public eye, Mikey goes home to you.

🔞Warnings: violence & torture stuff (bonten!mikey hates traitors), fluff (on the last part), explicit sexual content, lactation, fingering, creampie, she/her pregnant reader.

AN: hi! thanks for requesting! I’m back once again lol sorry for inactivity, another anon also requested me to do nsfw w mikey so i just merged their requests bec im too lazy to write another dhddhrhhgr this is just pwp with 2.8k words idk. I hope this is okay lmaoo:))

“You may kill him now.”

“N-No, please. Mikey I beg your forgiveness! I promise it won’t happen again!”

The bloodied man bound to the chair struggles. He pleads for his life with hollowed eyes. He was imprisoned in one of Bonten's secret warehouses for several agonizing hours, having his fingernails removed, bones crushed, and sulfuric acid slowly dripped into his wounds.The bloodied man laments his dying life.

He was trying to get your picture. If he could just get his hands to photograph his boss's wife, a very hidden and confidential figure in Tokyo underworld, he and his pals could sell it to the public and get wealthy.

Getting the boss to let anyone but the highest-ranking Bonten officials see his wife, let alone take her picture, was a herculean and treacherous task in and of itself. Moreover, 'the wife' herself rarely left the house without at least three of Sano's most trusted guards following close behind.

Her own existence was treated as precious as the most prized and expensive piece of art in the world.

And while it was common knowledge that Mikey detested traitors more than anything else, his greatest fear was that someone would try to harm you and take you away from him when you were pregnant.

Sano Manjiro had been dubbed a variety of labels throughout his young life: tyrant, evil, savage; those terms have never failed to amuse him, and don't even get him started on the titles he's acquired; The Invincible Mikey as a teen, The Heartless King throughout his adolescence, as he and his gang dominated and conquered prefectures one by one with bloodshed and brutality. He was capable of crushing force much beyond his years, and then as time passed; murderous monster, cruel ruler, hollow-hearted motherfucker - that's the latest.

You had only gotten married the previous year and your pregnancy was a swift blessing afterward. No matter how many politicians, lawyers, journalists, and police stations Bonten had in their control, they still dared not take any chances in case more traitors tried to leak Bonten's private business, especially the pregnancy of their king's queen, and leak it to rival gangs which only puts your safety at risk.

After a long day of executions, Mikey heads out to his waiting car and heads home for the night. Even though it was late, he knew you would be waiting up for him to get home, just like you did every day.

You were fast asleep on the porch swing when he pulled up in his expensive car, just as he had anticipated. A blanket covered your pregnant belly as you rested your head in Kakucho's lap.

Kakucho becomes alerted to the presence of his boss but hesitates to move so as not to wake you from your nap on his lap. Mikey had already put his most trusted executives in place to protect you from the nasty traitors who were selling information on you, before he found out that they were doing so.

Mikey sighs at the sight of you.

“I told you to sleep inside.” He reaches out and gently runs a hand across your forehead, knowing full well that you would do this, but still touched by your concern.

He picks you up as gently as he can, dismissing Bonten’s Number 3 along the way and carries you all the way to your bedroom so you can sleep there instead.

You lay still on your bed, eyes closed, lashes fluttering down your cheeks; Mikey worries that you've fallen into a deep sleep from which there is no awakening. He frowns at his childish thoughts before he leans forward and tenderly kisses you to wake you up. You make a soft gasping noise, then reaches out a hand which Mikey takes hold of so he can entwine your fingers together; pressing light kisses against your forehead and eyelids.

Mikey sighs again and starts running a finger over the hollow at the base of your throat, overcome by a familiar sense of ownership but also of obligation; the woman before him is entirely under his power, his command.

You, his wife, are not only his to do with as he pleases in terms of control and manipulation, but also his responsibility to nurture, safeguard, and care for.

Then, with a strong surge of protective compassion, he pulls you closer to him and presses his lips against your forehead. You sigh contentedly and relax into his touch, your eyes fluttering open in a sleepy gaze of appreciation.

Unlike last week, when you announced suddenly wanting to have dorayaki, only to reveal at the last minute that what you really want is pizza, this seems to be one of the rare times when your hormones and weird appetites haven't made you uncomfortable.

A gentle touch to the side of his cheek pulls him back, and he responds to your quiet coo with a rumbling rumble of comfort. When he does, he stoops to run his nose along your neck. You squeal with joy as you snuggle up to him. Your hands went up and got caught in Mikey's silver hair, dragging him closer to you, "Oh, welcome home, Manjiro," you mumbled as your hands moved up to cup Mikey's face.

“I’m home.” In response, he gently pecked you on the cheek until the kiss melted into something more passionate. Mikey's fingertips slid over your warm skin and gently tugged at the loose garments that covered your body.

A gasp escapes you into Mikey's mouth as the buttons on your shirt come undone one by one and the garment is discarded over to the side of the bed.

You let out a hot moan as his one hand rested on your right breast, pinching your swollen nipple. A moan escaped your lips, and you flushed, peering up at Mikey through your eyelashes as he smiled.

Mikey bent down and pinched your nipple again. He sucked viciously on one nipple while pulling with the other, leaving soft bite marks along your flesh. Your body's immediate reaction to your husband was almost too embarrassing to bear.

Mikey kept on sucking your tit, and with one especially forceful sucking, a rush of warm liquid washed into his eager mouth. Smooth and creamy.

Your breasts grew larger and more beautiful and softer than Mikey could have imagined as your pregnancy progressed. He was prepared for physical changes to your body during pregnancy and had researched every possible outcome extensively, yet he was still completely taken aback when you began lactating.

He suckled and lapped at the milk from your breasts until you cum. He makes a contented little noise in the back of his throat as he gulps down your breast milk.

“Fuck, Manjiro,” You cry and writhe under him, getting your fingers tangled in Mikey's hair. He keeps sucking on your nipple, filling his mouth with sweet milk in short bursts. He gulps down as much milk as he can by squeezing your breasts with his bare hand.

“So sweet,” Mikey pulls away enough to mumble and goes straight back to sucking immediately afterward.

Squeezing your eyes shut, you beg, “Please, Manjiro. I want you inside of me now.”

Mikey didn't need to be told twice. He sat up a little and reached down to pull your panties off fully, leaving you naked for him to see. He spread your legs out, bent them at the knees, and put them on the bed.

You recoiled as his finger traced over your clit, and your hips buckled on their own. For a while, Mikey torments you in this manner, simply circling your clit over and over again until you feel desperate enough to start crying.

“Please,” you beg, and you finally get your wish when he starts to push his finger in.

“Ah!” You screamed, arched your back as Mikey's finger slid in. You rolled your hips in time with your husband's, and before you knew it, Mikey had inserted his second finger.

Once Mikey is two fingers deep, he waits, lazily lapping at your nipple until you’re scrabbling at him, desperate for more.

He begins to work you open, the glide easy with all the copious amount of slick you are producing. He pumps his fingers in and out, his pace gentle and teasingly stroking against your g-spot.

“O-oh!” You groan as you gyrate your hips to get a better angle to spear yourself with his talented fingers. “Manjiro, it feels s-so good. More, please.”

Mikey fingers you farther while grinning and kissing your hips. He maintains a relentless pace, increasing the pleasure with each each thrust that brushes against your g-spot. At last, you've had enough of his tormenting. You need his cock.

“Manjiro, p-please,” you beg, rolling your hips frantically on Mikey’s fingers, impatient for more. “I’m r-ready. Please.”

Mikey's dark eyes narrow as he studies you intently before he lets out a hum and draws his fingers away, earning you a discontented whine at the sudden emptiness. You gaped at him as he brought his wet fingers to his lips. Mikey looks directly at you as he starts licking off the slick, causing you to squeal in embarrassment. As if he wasn’t suckling on your breast milk only moments ago.

Mikey looks at the surprise on your face and laughs before leaning in for a brief kiss. “So cute,” he murmurs before sitting back up. “Are you ready?”

In agreement, you open your legs wider as Mikey carefully nestles in between you, taking care not to put much pressure on your swollen stomach.

Mikey presses the tip of his cock against your wet entrance and rubs beads of precum along the folds of your hole before sinking in. The contact burned, but in a deliciously mind-blowing way. Mikey's cock was wrapped in a warm, tight heat, and his fingers quickly found purchase on your soft hips and gripped them like his lifeline. You tighten up around him, and Mikey could feel every flutter of your inner walls as you clenched.

Your body was so soft, smooth, and warm, and Mikey stayed still against you, enjoying the way you moved around him. The Bonten king went deeper inside, and each small push made your legs tremble and spread apart. Finally, Mikey was pressed to the hilt, his balls firmly against your ass.

You stared up at him, eyes glazed over with lust. “Fuck me, Manjiro.”

Mikey closed his eyes for a second because his sweet wife made him feel like he couldn't do anything else. He moved unconsciously, and when he did, you groaned. Mikey shifted again, harder this time, his cock practically stuffing itself inside you.

When you uttered a breathless groan, Mikey knew he had hit your sweet spot. He massaged his cock slowly against it, his cock twitching at the rhythm you provided. Your legs trembled around him as you mewled Mikey's name and whimpered with every prod.

Mikey was taken aback when you began circling your hips and grinding back against his cock, your hips faltering every time his cock reached that sweet area inside that made you nearly pass out.

He shifts and gets a better, deeper angle and then he’s fucking up into you, right into the mouth of your womb.

Mikey fucked into you even more despite the trembling and quaking in your thighs from pleasure and weariness. You pleaded for a kiss with your legs spread as wide as possible. The angle was a little awkward with your swollen belly in the way, but you already had your tongue out and waiting. Mikey leaned in close and grabbed you without delay, sloppily giving you open-mouthed kisses as he thrusts.

As he pulled away from the kiss, Mikey buried his face in your neck and moaned softly at your scent. You continued to quake in his presence as he kissed on some of his markings on your neck, gently biting at the flesh, and he felt your walls tighten around his cock as you squirmed under him.

The pleasure was too intense. The anticipation was palpable; you wanted it to end so badly, but you also didn't want it to. You had only just begun, but it felt like too much already. You were completely overwhelmed.

Mikey kept going at the same, excruciatingly slow rate. He embraced you by placing his right arm around you. Mikey couldn’t get enough of you.

Nothing you did to one other, not even the most passionate thrusts, kisses, moans, and groans, could express the depth of your love for one another. In spite of the fact that you expressed your affection for one another on a daily basis, today was the first time you truly felt it.

You gently yanked on Mikey's hair, eliciting a muffled sigh from him. Mikey raised his head and smiled slightly at you. You could feel your toes curling at Mikey's gorgeous smile, which he solely flashed you. Nobody else had ever seen Mikey's soft side.

Mikey raised his left hand to sweep the hair away from your damp brow. He held his hand there and kissed your lips gently. You kept kissing each other on the lips.

And you were close. You could feel it.

“Manjiro“ you moaned as you attempted to lift yourself up from the bed. “Lift me up please.” You extended your arms in front of you. Mikey nodded and drew his arms beneath you, being cautious not to put pressure on your stomach.

Mikey sat on his knees, not faltering in his thrusts.

“A-Ah yes just like that !” You cocked your head. This angle provided unparalleled pleasure. You were relieved that Mikey was strong enough to support you in this way. You placed your hand between your bodies and began rubbing your clit. “God, Manjiro, I’m so close.”

“Me too.” Mikey puffs as he flies in with a harder, faster thrust than previously. “Baby,” he breathed, “I love you.”

“I love you too, baby.“

Mikey gasped and continued thrusting. He hid his head in the crook of your neck again. His fingers dug into the bottom of your thighs. “You feel amazing,” Mikey grunted.

You kept on rubbing your clit as you slid your free arm closer to Mikey's head and leaned closer to let him hear your moans.

“Fuck – I’m gonna cum,” Mikey warned. When he started to pull out, you whined and clung to his back, wrapping your legs around his.

“Manjiro I want it inside, wanna feel all of it.” You admitted.

It was all too overwhelming. Your eyes rolled into the back of your head. It was as if all of your senses had disappeared except for his touch – you couldn’t hear or see anything as you reveled in pleasure.

You didn't know if you were still moaning or not. All you could think about was how good it felt to be with Mikey, and that was enough to send you over the edge.

You let out a loud squeal as you came hard. As your orgasm went on, you continued to shake. You stared into space as the waves of your intense orgasm made your body shiver. It was so, so much. Your body twitched, your legs shook, and your toes curled.

Mikey could tell that you were tightening your grip on his cock.

With a low grunt, he slowed down to a stop and came inside. You can feel the jerking throb of his cock inside you. The wet squelch of your walls sucking his cum in deeper, pulling it into your already heavy womb. He grind his hips into you, pressing his cum deeper and deeper as he held you, almost in a death grip, not wanting to let go of you. His knees started to shake, and he started to thrust a little bit to ride out his orgasm.

And then silence. Your groans are stopping. You were still shaking when Mikey held you.

He finally put you back on the bed with care, and you whimpered as you fell back. Mikey slowly pulled away as he watched his seed slowly come out of you.

“I love you so much,” Mikey whispered into your ear.

You sighed and took a deep breath, “I love you too, Manjiro.”

Once you’re both settled under the covers you let out a loud yawn.

“Okay, I’m so tired now,” you said slowly. You could feel Mikey's smile on your shoulder and your husband's warm hands moving around on your swollen stomach, where you could feel your baby’s lively kicks, “She’s angry. Think we woke her–.”

“Yeah, we definitely woke her.” He chuckles softly.

Sleep was finally taking you again. Even though you couldn't be sure, you heard somewhere in the midst of his quiet voice whispering to your stomach and his gentle kisses on your neck, the words "love" and "you" and other sweet nothings stuff.

D e a t h a p p r o a c h e s

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Yandere! Dragon! Knight! x Princess! Reader

TW: Noncon, dubcon, flogging, knotting, choking

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Once upon a time, a princess was sent to a tower far away as a young maiden. With her entrapment within the castle came a ferocious beast with red scales. Now she's a young woman and ready to explore the world.

You made your plans to perfection. Once Eduardo was asleep, you'd slip out the tower window and venture into the woods for a fun night. Now, your dreams are about to come true.

"Goodnight, my darling," Eduardo says, kissing you on the head. 

"Night, Eduardo," You reply, putting your head on his chest. 

You loved to lay on Eduardo's chest. His body is always warm, and his heartbeat always soothes you. But now's not the time for relaxation. The night is young, and so are you. Once you hear Eduardo's heartbeat slow, you slip out of bed and climb out of the tower using the vines growing on the stones. You land on the soft, wet grass and take in the smell of the land.

You run into the forest and take in the darkness. The fireflies glow and float near you. The stream glimmers as the moonlight hits the shiny rocks and fish scales. Everything seems so peaceful to you, even if the night is beginning to get a bit hot. You squat down and look at the fish swimming in the stream. The fish swim to your hand, then suddenly swim away, confusing you. A pair of big, glowing, yellow eyes are in the stream's reflection. You turn around and see a skyscraper-sized red dragon with smoke pouring out its flaring nostrils.

"A-A-A-AAAAAAHHH!!!" You scream, trying to get away from the beast.

You feel its claws slam you onto a tree, and the pain paralyzes you. 

"I'm sorry if I ventured into your territory! I'll leave right away!" You plead, looking into its golden eyes.

The dragon bursts into red light and reveals the very pissed-off Eduardo. 

"Eduardo-" You stammer.

"Why did you leave our tower?" He growls, holding a firm hand on your neck.

"I just wanted to have fun! Promise! I was going to return!" You squeak, trying to not anger him more. 

Eduardo lets go of your neck, letting you fall to the ground. 

"So you wanted to party with the commoners, huh?"

"Only for one night. Is that too much to ask for?"

"Since you want to be a commoner, I'll punish you like a commoner."

Eduardo throws you over his shoulders and snaps his fingers, teleporting you to your room. He throws you onto your pastel pink bed and shuts the window. 

"No one will hear you scream, cry, yell! You're stuck with me!" Eduardo growls, his face turning red. "You'll always be stuck with me! Me, your knight in shining armor! Your prince! Your lover! I'm the only one who will love you! Especially since your own people sent you here, so they don't have to be with your gifts!"

It was true. You were sent here at thirteen because of your strange magic. You made plants grow during the winter, and you never seemed to be afraid of the beasts in your kingdom. This proved to be very troublesome, so your parents sent you to this tower so you could let your magic stabilize without harming others. 

"Eduardo, I'm sorry! I only wanted to get out of this tower for one night! Only a couple of hours! I can't stand being in this stone trap anymore! I've memorized every stone and made clothes out of curtains! I can't take it anymore!" You yell, breaking down into tears. "I need to be outside, please!"

"ENOUGH!! You're not going into town, and that's final!" Eduardo roars, red scales growing on his face.

You've never seen this side of Eduardo. Although he's one year older than you, he's always been calm, even when annoyed. Though, dragons tend to get more temperamental during their heat. 

Eduardo pins you to the mattress face first and shreds your underwear.

"Flogging is quite the appropriate punishment for trying to be a peasant, right? Commoners get flogged all the time," Eduardo says, squeezing his claws onto your ass. "Oh, I think that's the right punishment."

Without warning, Eduardo smacks your sensitive ass with his rough tail. You can't see him, but you imagine he's in a humanoid form as his dragon form is too big for the tower. 

"Eduardo, please-" You beg, trying to appease him.

"Sh, sh, sh, it's ok. I'm not going to hurt your ass too badly," Eduardo whispers, his hot breath hitting your ear. 

Eduardo continues to assault your ass, and soon enough, his scales leave an imprint on your butt. His tail swirls around your bare pussy and suddenly sticks a bit of itself inside you.

"Oh!" You squeal, feeling the scales inside your vagina. "Eduardo, I've learned my lesson. I'm sorry. I'll never escape again."

You cry into the pillow for a few minutes, then Eduardo flips you onto your back. He kisses you on the lips, his tongue exploring everything in your mouth. He kisses your wet cheeks and licks your tears away.

"I believe you, but just in case, I'll give you a reason to stay," Eduardo says, kissing your neck. "Stay still."

Eduardo shreds your nightgown to pieces and drags a claw across your stomach. He kisses your stomach, then takes off his clothes. His penis is red, large, and slimy. 

"Doggy or missionary style?" Eduardo asks, kissing your cheek. 

"Missionary," You answer, hoping he'll be gentle.

Eduardo laughs a little and lines his dick up with your opening. He takes his long red hair out of his ponytail and lets it hang. His eyes lovingly look at you, and he goes for a passionate kiss. You relax as your arms embrace him, and you feel his warmth.

"Eduardo, you're warm," You say, nestling your head on his shoulder.

"I know, my sweet. But you're about to get a lot warmer after tonight," Eduardo says, using this as the chance to put his whole length in you. 

Your nails dig into his back as pleasure shoots up your spine. 

"Eduardo!" You scream, making him begin his thrusts. 

With each thrust, he yells praises for you. You feel something expand in your wet sex. 

"Eduardo, what's that?" You moan, taking in all the sensations.

You hear Eduardo growl, and suddenly, he bites your shoulder. You yell in pain and try to get him off you. 

"Eduardo, stop! You're hurting me!" You scream, feeling his teeth tear into your skin.

"Sorry, my princess. I'm knotting," Eduardo whispers, letting go of your shoulder and kissing his bite mark. 

Eduardo feels his balls twitch, then orgasms, and shoots his seed into you. He continues to do soft thrusts until his orgasm stops. You cum onto his dick and yell out his name. 

"Sorry, I can't pull out. My knot hasn't deflated yet," Eduardo says, resting his head on your shoulder. "I'm sorry I fucked you so roughly. I've been tense regarding you since my heat started."

"It's ok. I was never meant to leave this tower anyway," You whimper, about to cry.

"Oh, princess. I would have taken you out of this tower any day if you asked. Admittedly, this tower is going to need an expansion soon."

"You never told me why you were at this tower."

"Well, I found this tower when I left home to claim a territory. I would've gone home, but you came into my life, and that's when I knew I wanted to be with you."

"Eduardo-"

Eduardo kisses you on the lips.

"Hush, my beloved. We have all the time in the world together. Especially now that you have all my seed inside you," Eduardo coos, kissing your stomach. "Oh, we'll have such cute babies. We're going to be a family." 

WHY DON’T YOU GIVE ME A SMILE? (ACT 1)

YANDERE! BATFAM x JINX (ARCANE/LEAGUE)-ESQUE! READER

A lil’ platonic yanderes harley and joker in the mix too hehe

gender neutral reader.

cw/tw: mentally ill reader. reader has schizophrenia. reader has a massive fear of abandonment. harley and joker only feed to that. a r s o n among other crimes. gaslighting. manipulation. implied r*pe (by reader im so sorry you guys) reader is interested in all genders.

summary: meet jinx, gotham’s loudest, most explosive villain. no one knows who they really are, or if jinx is really even their name. but one thing’s for sure — they’ve got a lot of people chasing after them and their reasons aren’t so noble.

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Considering Jinx was inspired by Harley Quinn. You’re probably her protégé. Her darling little child with Joker.

YOUR ORIGINS:

She saw you in the aftermath of the explosion. Cold and alone. Fire roaring behind you despite the heavens pouring its heart out, as if it was desperately trying to wash your tears and pain away.

She saw your bruises and a girl a little older than you walk away.

Her heart ached for you. No child deserved to be put in that kind of position, so she stepped in and made herself known.

“ I . . . I only wanted to help . . . Don’t leave me . . . Don’t . . .

You muttered.

Joker, who came here to marvel at the chaos such an explosion would present smiles maniacally.

You. You were the one that did this.

This beautiful wreckage and an equally beautiful child.

You were practically begging to be moulded into a weapon.

You charged at them both as they got closer, and while Harley was ready to defend her man - even hurt you if she has to - they did not expect what came next.

You just, held unto Joker’s right leg.

“ She’s not my sister . . . No . . . if she was she wouldn’t leave me . . . “

You were far too emotional for his liking. But nonetheless. A boon can always be found in a curse. That is, your desire for revenge.

He takes one look at Harley before picking your small body into his arms.

“ Who cares about fools like them, little one? They don’t matter in the grand scheme of things.”

His smile never stopped widening, yet even as a kid you never saw it as creepy or unnerving. In fact, it only reminded you of the smiles you used to draw on your nail bombs.

“All we ever truly have is ourselves. “

“So, smile. Don’t let your tears bring you down.”

Moulding you into the perfect weapon was easy.

Having a psychiatrist as a partner did help a lot in your development.

All it took was a few reminders of that fateful day before you began obediently following their rules and instructions.

You were a genius and since Harley kept protesting against it. You weren’t baptized into a vat of acid like the couple was.

Now, Harley and Joker are the worst possible parents you can ask for. So unlike Arcane’s Jinx. You are way way more unhinged. Not to mention, horny and materialistic.

As you grew up, you began to take interest in intentionally hurting people just for the sake of it. Stealing things was just a normal Tuesday for you. Being successful in your endeavors for once, and having bigger stacks of cash felt exhilarating.

The women and men were amazing. Your pseudo parents being who they were, didn’t really care if you were a sexual deviant or a pervert. When your hormones started kicking in they let you do whatever you want. Even giving you some of the people he held hostage as a toy to play with. If you have the capability of getting someone pregnant/or getting pregnant yourself they wouldn’t really care about the baby but you knew them well enough to know they’d use the kid as a way to manipulate you so you were careful in that aspect anyhow.

Harley noticed that when laying with women you’d often call out your sister’s name or call them sis by itself.

Sick. Disgusting. Is what a normal mother would think after finding out such a fact.

But to her you were just growing up so quickly. She had convinced Joker to go ahead and kill your sibling a long time ago behind your back and was growing anxious with the thought of you hating her and ruining this happy family dynamic (she had in her head)!

So she starts bringing you to more heists in disguise. Always keeping a close eye on you so that if any of those stupid heroes and vigilantes get any close, and you too far. She’d know as soon as possible.

It’s safe to say you grew up pretty spoiled, but even then you were hungry for more.

You see, even if they (Harley and Joker) weren’t careful with their “parenting” approach. They were careful with keeping you hidden from the Dark Knight himself.

Not that they were scared you’d get hurt. They could always nurse you back up again. Harley actually enjoyed the times you’d gotten in the cross fire. More time to take care of you in her arms.

They were mostly scared of the Dark Knight stealing you. Afraid that he’ll take you away and turn you into a goody-two-shoes they wouldn’t recognize anymore.

So as much as you were more involved it still felt like they were babying you.

It was your situation with you family all over again

But this time, this time you’ll show them…

You weren’t weak. And it’ll do them good to remember that.

YOUR RIVALRIES:

You made your debut at around the time Tim was still Robin.

You were his very own Joker. A menace deal with. A person that only cared for the thrill that came with hurting and killing masses.

You were terrible. Evil. A demon he had to exorcise from this world.

A demon he fell hopelessly in love with.

He didn’t know how his feelings came to be. It may have been the amount of stress and pressure he was facing coupled with having to deal with your ass every damn day whether directly or indirectly. But he found himself yearning to see you at times. Getting warm when he thought of you. He felt solace knowing that no matter how many times he’d attempt to tear you down completely, you’d still come back to face him once again.

He was so guilty of his feelings. How could he fall for someone as heinous as you? You were the worst of the worst. But somehow that made things so much more better.

You were a taboo. A vice he couldn’t have. The thought of entering such a forbidden relationship excited him just cause it was just that — forbidden , a temptation that should always stay like that.

He somehow manages to gain the self control to stay away from you for a while.

But then came Damian and he was set to replaced. Just like that.

“Wow there Timmy Boy. You look like shit.”

“J-Jinx?! Why are you here? How do you know my name?!” He asked as if he didn’t know every single detail about you himself.

“I have to know my little birdie well don’t I?”

“What kind of archnemesis would Jinx be to their little Robin if they didn’t do a lil’ research?” You spoke in a higher, cutesy voice as if you were your handgun that you’ve affectionally named Zapper.

“Right you are Zapper! I would be a terrible rival. That wouldn’t do for a hero as great as Timmy!”

He thought that all his work was all for naught. All the hours he spent trying to prove himself was gone so fast.

But you reminded him of his place in this world. Of his position as a hero. Your rival.

The warmth in your eyes when you looked at him sealed the deal. There was no coming from this. He was yours as you were his.

“Only I can hurt you like this, toots. Don’t forget that.”

Little did you know that Tim took those words to heart and never let anyone else hurt him (and stay alive).

“Big Bat can replace you but you’ll always be the Robin in my heart !” You winked at him, signaling with one of your manicured fingers for him to smile. Which ended up almost scratching your cheeks.

Tim was confused (incredibly flustered, not to mention har—), why were you so kind to him all of a sudden. He knew you were the playful type but you were usually ruthless when it came to battle. You weren’t one to play with food for too long. For you to excuse him, much less help him in such a state.

Who were you and what did you do to his Jinx?

“OW hEy! I swear if you put that there Pow-Pow— I’ll—“ Tim heard you screeching out of view.

Scratch his doubts. Yep, you were definitely still his Jinx.

The Dark Knight knew who you were from the beginning.

He had his suspicions even before you came into the scene. With your knack to tag everything with neon spray-paints.

At first he thought you were a simple thug that Joker and Harley picked up. But the way they were sheltering you made it seem otherwise.

The regret he felt knowing that you were basically a child in their filthy hands and was now far too gone to save was immense.

If only he knew. You wouldn’t be in this situation.

While he was “dead” he found himself looking into you more. About the death of your biological parents and the way your sister abandoned you to Harley and Joker.

He felt pity for your childhood and a sense of kinship. Sure the incident may have been your fault but you were a child. How could you have known your actions would have such terrifying consequences.

If only you knew him when you were younger.

If only.

He was sure you’d be one of the greatest vigilantes alive.

“I knew you were alive.”

You looked down at Batman, staring while both of you were being doused by the rain. Thunder accompanying the sound of conversation.

He takes a defensive stance.

“I’m not going to fight ya, that’s Joker’s thing. And I know he’ll grill my ass if I stole his archnemesis.”

“What a loser!”

“Hey! He took us in. We should be more grateful!”

Bruce looked at you as you talked with a new, rather large, shark shaped gun. He had memorized the names of all your “companions” by now and was oddly excited and slightly unnerved by the new one.

“So, why’d you leave? Was it . . . was it on purpose?”

“No.”

“Then come back.”

He almost dropped all his plans with the way you told him that.

“Tim needs you . . . and your other sons too or whatever.”

“Come with me.”

“You crazy, old bat? Why would I—“

“I know what it feels like to have no family. Harley doesn’t love you. Joker doesn’t love anyone.”

“Do you?”

“I do.”

“Well tough luck man. I don’t give a shit about love.”

You dropped down to his level. A thud resounds, loud enough to cut through the rainfall and thunder.

“Cause love never gave a shit about me.”

“We’ll have to refuse. Just get back to your sons, hero!”

“I’m sorry, perhaps I didn’t make it clear enough—

— I don’t think you have a choice in this matter, [Y/N].”

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