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shark bait?

bane x half demon shark reader?

the reader wakes up on the beach. They do not remember anything. their clothes are shredded they look to see a big city and walk to the lights. they end up in an alleyway where thugs try to mug the reader. they kill the men with ease but the were starving so they ate the men's dead bodies. unfortunately they missed one but the bat handled that. he was shocked not by the gory scene but by the happy and polite reader who just went along with whatever he said. after the introduction to the batman the man of the hour came to see why his men were taking so long. bane and batman fight but reader just sits there happily playing with a poor mans eye ball. batman sends both of them to Arkham. much to the dismay of bane the share a cell. will the lunatic grow on bane? what happen to the reader to make them lose their memories? how will Gotham recover from this double trouble? who knows,I haven't thought that far yet.

IDFC if I’m late. This girl is amazing.

Listen to me kat, dick & Jason tag team where the just tease you like can u imagine how much of a menace both of them together would be?

SHARING IS CARING FEATURING JASON TODD AND DICK GRAYSON

DESCRIPTION: just a threesome with your fave brothers <3

WORD COUNT: 1898

CONTENTS: threesome, edging, vibrator use, praise, degradation, mocking, orgasm denial, oral (giving + receiving), mandhandling, throat fucking, spit roasting, overstim, afab reader, fem reader, cervix fucking, squirting, mating press, unprotected sex (no cumming inside tho), unedited

A/N: this ended up not following the prompt at all oops

“look jay, she’s trembling.” dick coos out, tone dripping with mockery as he looks down at you. 

you’re currently splayed out on the bed, hands tied to the bed frame, leaving you helpless and at the mercy of the two men. you’re stripped bare, heated and needy body writhing on the bed sheets, desperate for their touches. 

a vibrator rests against your drooling cunt, pressing against your sensitive clit and making you buck your hips up, humping against the air. 

“oh, poor thing. how're you feeling baby?” jason sports a fake pout on his face, before breaking out in a smirk. 

“need- need you please,” you can barely gasp it out, moans interrupting every syllable. “wanna cum!”

“oh, hear that, dick? she needs us. isn’t she adorable?” jason ignores you completely, instead turning to address dick. 

“the cutest. come on, we’ve teased her long enough haven't we?” the vibrator shuts off with a click of the remote in dick’s hand. 

you inwardly rejoice inside, knowing that dick was about to stop the torture that you’ve been enduring. the torture, of course, being the fact that one of the brothers would stop the toy the moment you neared orgasm, bringing you to the edge and back for what has felt like an eternity. breaking your mind and melting your sensibility away until you were nothing but a needy mess. 

the bed dips beneath dick’s weight as he settles near the edge of the bed, positioning himself near your dripping slit. his hand picks up the small toy and tosses it on the bedside table, before turning his attention back to you. 

two calloused fingers trace through your folds, making a broken sob escape your lips.

“look how wet she is, jay. our princess is so perfect.” dick holds up the fingers, now shiny with your slick. jason steps forward before grabbing dick’s wrist, wrapping his lips around the digits and sucking it clean. the younger male lets out a hum of satisfaction before replying.

“she sure is, so sweet too.”

“is that so? i want a taste…” dick trails off the end of his sentence, now focused on repositioning his body as close to your sex as possible.

the way the two were talking about you like you weren’t even there- like you were just some sex object- turned you on incredibly, making the heat inside you triple. 

dick changes his kneeling position to a laying one, his stomach against the bed as he presses his face into your cunt, hands gripping your thighs and resting them against his broad shoulders.  

your thighs clasps around his head the moment you feel his tongue against your folds. his nose bumps against your clit, racking your spine with shivers. 

dick flattens his tongue, lapping at your sopping cunt before pushing his tongue into your fluttering hole. you wished you could tangle your hair into his raven locks, but the only thing you could do to ground yourself was press your nails into your palm. your eyes close shut as whimpers and babbles pour out of you.

dick’s tongue presses against your walls, an obscene slurping noise erupting out as he savors your juices. 

you can hear shuffling in the room before feeling a tugging at your wrists. you open your eyes to see jason loosening your bonds.

“you can’t have all the fun, dickie bird. don’t be selfish.” he tutts out. 

jason lets the rope drop to the floor, motioning dick to move while he repositions you. 

jason scoops up your body in his arms, lifting you off the mattress with no effort at all. he turns his body, dropping you onto your stomach. you let out a gasp at the sudden impact. 

jason clicks his tongue. “turn to me sweetheart.” 

you follow his orders. your head was now leaning over the side of the bed, laying across the mattress.

“alright, now open that pretty mouth for me.”

you obey him once more, parting your lips and letting your tongue stick out. jason places the pad of his thumb on your muscle, and you instinctively close your mouth around him, sucking at the digit. 

“fuck.” jason groans out, feeling his cock throb at your obedience. he removes the finger, hands now working at freeing himself from his cargo pants.

dick now occupies the space behind you, kneeling on the floor as he dives into your cunt once more. dick inserts two fingers into your dripping sex, making a scissoring motion and stretching you out. you bite your lips to keep down the wanton cry trying to escape your throat.

dick’s lips wrap around your bud, sucking it and making your kick your legs up. the older brother uses his older hand to grab your ankles, bringing them together and pushing them against your lower back. the pads of his fingers curl up against your sweet spot, a place that both brothers have long since memorized. 

your head drops down as you moan, before jason grips your chin and redirects your point of view. his other hand is pumping his girthy cock, the tanned tip of it shines with a drop of precum. the sight makes your mouth water. 

jason’s hand moves to your cheeks, squishing it and making you open for him. he slides the head of his cock against your lips, slathering the salty pre all over it. your tongue peeks out once again to lick it up.

“god, such a perfect little slut we got here.” jason laughs out. “open wide, sweetheart.”

the second your lips part enough, jason slides his cock inside. groaning as the feeling of your warm mouth envelopes him. your tongue runs along his shaft, gliding along his pulsing veins. 

he reels his hips back before inching in again, this time making sure the tip of his cock reached the back of your throat. you gagged slightly, your jaw already aching from the size of him. your nose pressed against his pelvis, his pubes tickling your nose. jason smells of musk and cigarettes- pinewood and ash. the epitome of masculinity. your hands leave their place beside you to grip onto jason’s thighs, your nails slightly digging into the toned flesh. 

dick’s fingers continue to drag against your walls, wet slapping noises adding to the cacophony of filth in the room. his fingers are long and thick, easily reaching places inside you that you could never even dream to. dick smiles against your cunt as he feels your fingers fluttering against his digits. 

“i think she’s gonna cum, jay. our baby’s gonna make a mess, yeah?” he chuckles out, before going back to tasting you.

you could only nod your head, your mouth stuffed full as jason thrusts his cock in and out of your face. tears prick your eyes from the overwhelming sensations, body erupting in goosebumps. 

your orgasm hits you hard, like you ran full speed into a brick wall. the sensitivity from your previous denied orgasms making your climax much stronger. flames engulfed your body as you twitched and writhed on the bed. tears fall freely from your face, streaking your cheeks. 

jason huffs out strained sighs as you moaned against his cock, making vibrations buzz along the shaft. your nails are now fully digging into his thighs, making crescent marks behind. 

jets of your juices squirted out, soaking dick’s face and fingers. dick continues to lap at your cunt, making you tremble under him.

you try to shout out “too much!” but it’s muffled by jason’s cock. 

dick continues until he’s certain he’s gathered all of your essence, before standing up and making eye contact with jason. he sucks at each of his digits, cleaning them off and releasing them with a loud pop. jason smiles in response, winding his fingers into your hair to fuck into you faster. 

behind you, dick releases himself from his pants, as well. after stepping out of his boxers and sweats, he grips your hips: lifting your bottom half up and repositioning you into a kneeling position.

he grabs his cock and aligns himself with you, sinking in with a groan. you were still wet and sensitive from your previous orgasm, your walls clamping down against him as he inched his way inside. 

“pussy’s sucking me in, i can’t get enough.” he huffs out. 

dick draws his hips back, before slamming it back into you, the tip of his cock pressing against your cervix. his hands have a harsh grip onto your waist, using it to pull you back into his thrusts. each ram of his cock inside you knocks the air from your lungs,

it feels like your body is on fire, your veins like electricity and constantly sending sparks that are melting your brain. the overstimulation is so much, you feel like your body is about to give out at any second. your body feels fuzzy and you want to sink into the bed. 

dick picks up a steady rhythm, the clap of his pelvis against your red ass echoing through the room. beads of sweat drip from his forehead as he focuses on angling his head to hit your soft spot. when he does, you keen. dragging your nails down jason’s thighs, which makes him hiss.

jason releases himself from your mouth, a string of drool connecting it back to your lips. his hand pumps at his cock, before his balls tightened and he shoots his seed on the ground. 

jason’s chest heaves as he catches his breath, falling back into the recliner behind him. his eyes hazed over as he just enjoys the show before him.

dick pulls his cock out from you, using his grip on your waist to flip you over once again and pull you closer. you’re now centered on the bed, back on your back again.

dick’s hands move to the back of your thighs, pushing them up and pressing them against your chest. he bullies his cock into you again, and you swear you could feel his cock in your throat at this angle. 

his pace was fast this time, hips knocking against yours, cock pummeling in and out of your cunt, head positioned right at your soft spot everytime. he had you seeing stars, white fuzz blurring your vision. his violent rams had slick splashing out of your pussy, coating his abs and cock, and dirtying the sheets under you. drool was dripping from your lips, you being too fucked stupid to even notice.

your thighs started shaking under his grip, eyes rolling back into your head. his hand targeted your clit, rubbing circles on the sensitive bud.

you let out a shuddered cry as you came again, back arched against the bed and hands gripping onto the sheets. pussy once again soaking his cock. aftershocks wracked your body, with you trembling under him. 

you whimpered as dick slid out of you, tears falling rapidly again from the sensitivity. dick followed jason’s actions, pumping himself to completion and spilling himself onto your stomach. 

“hey, it’s okay, pretty girl.” dick shushes you, wiping away your tears. he peppers kisses all over your face, hoping to calm you down.

jason leaves the room to start a bath, the sound of the faucet running audible from the conjoined bathroom. dick scoops you up into his arms, pressing you against his built chest.

“let’s take care of you, shall we?”

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kisses with them - DC Batboys Hcs

🥀A/n: your honor i want to put them in a jar and shake them up- anyways this is just something short n sweet i cooked up :)

🥀Cw: fluff, shenanigans, a little suggestive

🥀Character(s): Dick Grayson x reader, Jason Todd x reader, Bruce Wayne x reader

Dick Grayson :

lots of flirty, soft kisses!!!

his favorite places to kiss you are easily your lips or your hands, but he loves kissing every part of you!

Dick loves waking you up with kisses, peppering them all across your face before either of you are really even coherent. he'll start with a gentle kiss to your lips, before moving to your cheeks and forehead and finally your nose, in a gentle attempt to wake you up

this man is a BITER he's definitely the type to nip at you and give you little hickies when kissing you. be careful, because he will take a bite of your cheeks when kissing your face!!!!

Dick loves kissing your hands, whenever you cup his cheek or hold his face in your hands, be prepared for him to kiss not only your palm, but each one of your fingers and wrists as well

he's a very energetic kisser! Dick loves randomly pulling you into a deep kiss for seemingly no reason at all. he doesn't care who's around or whether or not you're in public, he will not hesitate to pull you in like a disney prince(ss) and kiss you right then and there

long, teasing makeout sessions!!!!! Dick loves pulling you onto his lap and kissing you silly. it doesn't even have to be sexual, he just loves having your lips against his

as for him, Dick loves when you give him neck kisses. he practically melts whenever your lips make contact to his neck, turning into your obedient pretty princess. absolutely obsessed with any hickies or marks you leave on HIM, and is not afraid to show them off. he has no shame, and wants everyone to know who he belongs to

HE LOVES LIPSTICK KISSES!!!! if you wear lipstick, it is your luckg day because he fucking loves them. he refuses to wipe them off and would love to spend the day covered in red lipstick smears

overall, he's a very affectionate kisser, and brings a lot of passion and energy into every kiss he gives you

Jason Todd :

this man is soooo touch starved, he loves any and all kisses shared between you two. however, his favorite places to kiss you are your forehead or your temple. its very meaningful and romantic, and he loves getting to wake up every morning and kiss his beloved right on the forehead

Jason is the type to press a kiss to your temple when he's just walking by, to the back of your neck when you're looking down, to your tummy when your shirt is rolled up, any and everywhere he can see. he just loves kissing you, what can i say?

whenever your stressed, anxious, or otherwise upset, Jason always takes the opportunity to cup your face in his hands and press the sweetest kiss to your forehead before whispering sweet nothings in your ear. this man is literally huge, and most likely has to lean down to reach you, but he doesn't mind it at all when it means he gets to press kisses all over your face

im a firm believer that Jason (and all the batboys) would love his partners body regardless of weight, and would looove kissing your thighs regardless of size. he definitely pays special attention to them during intimate times, and more often than not he finds his hand subconsciously wandering to hrip onto one of your thighs when sitting beside you. its not even always sexual, its just comforting for him

Jason's favorite place for you to kiss him? any of his scars. if he notices you paying special attention to them or kissing any of them, he just feels really emotional and fuzzy inside. it's strange to him how someone as perfect as you could love even the flawed parts of himself, and he finds himself enraptured whenever you express love to the parts of himself that he despises

Jason is not outwardly insecure, but he does sometimes miss how smooth his skin once looked without the scars and marks littered across it, especially his back. this being said, he loves when you kiss his back and remind him of how gorgeous he truly is.

Bruce Wayne :

Bruce loves good old fashioned lip kisses, but he also has a soft spot for kissing you on the top of the head, or on your shoulder/collarbone.

this man is fucking huge, and he's not ashamed to admit that he finds it adorable when you stand on your tip toes just to give him a kiss. this is partially why he adores simply kissing you on the mouth, but also because it just feels so intimate to him.

all kisses with Bruce are slow and emotional. he likes taking his time with you, and kisses reflect that.

when you both first started dating, it took him a while to even work up the courage to kiss you as he didn't want to seem too forward. however, after your shared first kiss, he was practically addicted. now he can't go a day without kissing you goodmorning, kissing you before he heads off to work, kissing you when he comes home for dinner, and kissing you before he goes on patrol. yes, all of these kisses are mandatory parts of your guys' days, and he loovesss them

kisses on top of your head are less intimate, but just as important. these are for lazy mornings spent with his strong arms wrapped around your body and your head nuzzled into the crook of his neck. these kisses are meant for when he comes up behind you while your cooking for him, wrapping his arms around your waist and kissing you gently on the top of the head.

shoulder kisses are a little more flirtatious than the others, these are for when you're wearing the gorgeous outfit he just bought you that shows just a bit more of your chest than strictly necessary, yet no one bats an eye when they realize who you're with. these kisses are for when all prying eyes are off you, when Bruce can inhale the scent of your delicious perfume/cologne and whisper soft promises in your ear.

where does Bruce like for you to kiss him? simple- his cheek. especially when he's wearing the batman mask. you both have a running joke that the entire reason the mask doesn't cover the bottom half of his face is because he would miss your cheek kisses too much.

they are all so silly i love them sm. SEND IN REQUESTS PLEEEEEEASE IM SO HAPPY TO FINALLY HAVE SOMETHING IM INTERESTED IN AGAIN LIFE WAS SOOOOOOO BORING WHEN I DIDNT HAVE ANY INTERESTS 😭😭😭

Gotham Riddler x reader x Penguin (plot)

(First interview before the premiere)

This story takes place 2 years after the end of Gotham’ 5th season. 

Riddler has one and only personality since Ed had disappered. 

Old vilains might return back to life. 

Warnigs: None

That’s all from me so far. Read and enjoy!

Reporter: “Alright guys, just a week before the premiere of the new Gotham show that'll be finally on stage for all of you to whatch and enjoy. Robin is here with us, how are you doing so far?”

Robin Lord Taylor: “I am doing pretty fine, thank you. And really happy to play as Penguin once again” His smile showed the excitement behind his words.

Reporter: “And Cory’s here too but not alone this time, right?”

Cory Michael Smith only grinned happily while his arm was wrapped around his partner’s shoulder.

Reporter chuckled to herself before she glanced over Y\N, still smiling. “I see your boyfriend is really excited about the show, I can’t even take a word out from him. So...how about you tell us some things for the show and how an actror\actress like you feel while playing beside Robin and....your boyfriend once again? I mean, we saw you only for some really short of times in Gotham's season 2....But now you’re back and I have a feeling you’re gonna stay~” She joked, making all three of the actors to laugh a bit as well.

Y\N: “Well...I do feel a bit awkward because it’s my very first time to have the role as one of the protagonists, but I’m also comfortable too cause Michael will be with me on this, in every step of the way” They giggled playfully while feeling Cory’s hand caressed their shoulder softly. “Um...the funny fact is, I feel extremely excited as about the place I am gonna take in the series but also terrifying” They chuckled while rubbing the back of their neck nervously.

Reporter: “Terrified? Why is that? Will the relationship between (Name) and Oswald or Edward be toxic in any way?”

Y\N: “No, no. If....if the relationships would be toxic, I wouldn’t take part in the show. (Name) is gonna discover slowly what happened in Oswald’s and Edward’s lives really slowly as the episodes follow one another. I love the fact the character I am playing is actually....multifaceted. We’re gonna see how this works through the series a lot, you can’t say if (Name)’s with the good or bad side. In my option, They will be something in between these two and it will clearly depend on what situation they will find themselves and how will they be able to handle things properly or be confuse and struggle as about the decisions they have to take. And also there is the fact we know (Name) will be the main love interest of Ed and Oz”

Reporter: “So tell us your thoughts about how your character is gonna be after the Gotham show, Oz?”

Robin Lord Taylor couldn’t help but let out a small laugh to the nickname Y\N actually thought for his role. It’s been a really long time since he heard of it and knew he will better get used to it cause it’s gonna be something his role will adopt while the episodes will be coming out. “Oswald had the chance to meet with (Name) only for once and he felt this kind of sudden interest towards them. Sadly, he didn't have the chance to explore those feelings any further. Well, fortunately, in my option at least”

Reporter: “I think the fans know what you mean. The audience will meet you and the Riddler after the end of Gotham's 5th season. You both had to build your empires and are ready to make Gotham know who you really are, but once (Name) will be back...."

Y\N: “People say when the human make plans for the future, the god laughs"

Reporter: "That's right! However, we all are curious why (Name) left their job as a former officer in the CGPD. I mean...they weren't highly recognized like Jim or Harvey but they were well respected and were kinda close friends with Ed too"

Y\N: "Yeah, the thing is...it wasn't what they actually wanted from their lives. So once the only person who has been left from their family passed away, which was their grandma, they had nothing to hold them back to follow their dream. With Ed (Name) was the one who was being nice to him and even gave him some advice as about how to approach Ms. Kringle. But that was it, at least about their part, you know. But we know that will change eventually... "

Reporter: "Indeed, now... Cory, I believe it is time to ask you a question. We know all relationships Edward had so far died one way or another. So how do you think he is gonna handle the 4th chance that will comes to him?"

Cory Michael Smith: "The first relationship Edward had with Ms. Kreingle was only love from his good side and only. So once she was about to betray him and tell the police what he did with her previous boyfriend....the bad side took in charge. Isabella was the same thing only that I believe Penguin was faster to do the job for Ed's dark side. Oswald did it out of jealousy but...it doesn't change the fact Riddler would kill her soon or later, in my opinion. And finally, the only difference with Lee was that both Ed and Riddler loved her. However, Riddler knew she was just using him but Ed didn't want to believe so. In the fifth season, Ed and Riddler again merge. Unknown to him, thanks to Hugo Strange planting a control chip in his brain, it silenced his original Ed Nygma personality, effectively freeing him of the eternal struggle. Without the struggle, Riddler actually managed to mellow out a bit, gaining some of the calmer traits Ed had. And when he will meet again with the only person who was nice to him back from his former job....feelings will grow inside him. Feelings Riddler thought he couldn't feel anymore. And there will be an actual chance for him to find the 'happiness' he was searching for such a long time. IF the conjunctures are gonna work out for him and if he will play his cards right, to win their heart"

Reporter: "Robin, some thoughts of Penguin perhaps?" She glanced over the raven-haired guy with now curiosity filled in her eyes.

Robin Lord Taylor: "Everyone Oswald loved so far died and even worst he was in front of both of his parents' deaths. He had also confused the feelings he had for Edward to be true love. So I believe if Oswald will grow to explore that interest for (Name) and once he will discover his actually strong feelings for them...I don't think he is gonna let them go" 

Reporter: "What do you think Y\N?"

Y\N: "They’re gonna struggle....a lot"

That made the reporter turn her attention completely to the front camera's sight and smiled slyly. "Well, what do you say fans....are you excited about this new series?'

Gotham Riddler x reader x Penguin episode 1

 Long time no see (Part 1)

A deep sight escaped from you as a nostalgic feeling began to slowly fit in your heart. You were walking through the Gotham city once again, after a very long time. Your attention was distracted between the many buildings, the people who were passing by or even, the many stores that seemed gran new to your eyes.

Have been born in Gotham you had learned your way through the streets. Since the biggest part of the city has been explored by you from your early childhood years. And even now, you had reached the (your age), you could remember your way almost around every area just fine.

Never knew parents and been left with your dear grandmother to live with, once the only person who has been left from your family passed away, you decided it was finally the right time to make a long trip away from your born place. You had succeeded, you were satisfied with yourself since you managed to make this dream come true.

And now alone yet pretty excited, you made your return in order to make a new start. You didn't felt all alone though, one more reason for your return was the hope to see a truly dear person you had met once there to the most random timing. And had the luck to meet his son too who caught your interest since then.

Maybe you could see him again as well, however, the loud music that hit into your ears finally made you snap from your thoughts and glance up to the big lighting sigh that looked like the sketch of an ice mountain and a cute umbrella to the right side. You cloud also see the club's name 'The Iceberg Lounge'.

"Hmm..." You hummed to yourself in curiosity and a sly smile barely appeared to the corners of your lips as you noticed the guard who was standing before the big double door wasn't paying the necessary attention and skillfully you sneaked in with no problem.

With playful yet smooth movements of your feet, you moved between the people who were drinking, dancing, or simply talking with each other as the colorful lights from the big disco ball were falling upon them. Just then, a quite familiar voice made your ears perked up a bit, and without a second thought, you passed between the people who were standing in your way, before you had asked them politely to move aside.

Tapping sounds of a cane could be heard against the sine floor of the dance stage. The man know as Oswald Cobblepot walked between the public while glancing around. His hand reached up to correct the monocle over his right-damaged blue eye.

After a 'business' talk he had with some of his fellows, a tired sight escaped from his pointy nose. All he wanted was to get back to his mansion. Some rest and a nice hot meal are exactly what he desperately needs after a long day.

However, those thoughts faded away once the person who crossed against him made the slight fat man almost lose his balance and make some clumsy back steps to avoid falling down. "Whaat the hell?!"

You couldn't see pretty clear and gasped when you suddenly bumped against someone's chest. Your expression turned into one full of shock and confusion once you glanced up to him.  "Oz....is that you?"

“...(N-Name)?” His voice came out almost in a whisper, lips slightly parted and eyes wide open from the shock and pure surprise Oswald felt when he scanned the person with his gaze and recognized who they actually were. Suddenly the loud music seemed to silent down and the people on the dance floor slowly disappearing as if none was there but only you and himself. No matter how many years had passed since then, he could still bring the moment of your first and only meeting so clear to his mind.

Gotham Riddler x reader x Penguin episode 1 (Part 2)

Long time no see (Part 2)

*FlashBack from Season 2*

The large wall clock's ticking sound was fitting the client dining room where Oswald was sitting while waiting patiently for his father's return. He said he would be back in a moment but it seemed much longer to him for a strange reason. Could it be his overwhelming feeling that he wasn't alone anymore and had a real family and place to call home? Or.....perhaps he was just couldn't help but be impatient as usual.

Just then the big double doors opened wide as Mr. Elijah entered in with a joyful smile. "My apologies to keep you wait for so long, son. But now...I have the great honor to present you....my savior" The old man stepped aside revealing you who was standing right there with your hands behind your back and a nervous excretion across your face.

"Oh, please don't hide your beautiful face by staring down, you have nothing to be shy about...I accuse you, my dear" His soft tone made you feel less stressed, a bit at the very least. After all, it was your very first time to be invited for dinner here. Your face raised slowly up to meet with Oswald's icy blue eyes.

The raven-haired young man could feel his heart skip a beat only from the first sight of you. He could feel standing up from his seat quickly before he walked his way over you.

It was a matter of seconds for you to notice the 'difference' between his one foot and the way he was walking. But instead, like most people who found it to be funny...you thought it was rather cute.

Elijah stared with a clearly satisfied smile over you both as his reach to give your back some gentle taps. "My beloved son, meet (Name), my dear this is my boy, Oswald. I have a feeling...you two are going to get along pretty well"

"Oswald huh? That's a cool name you have" You commented happily and reached out your hand for a friendly shake.

As soon as he saw that move of yours, his hand cupped with yours in a perfect match. "I-It's a pleasure to make your acquaintance" Unknown to you, a gasp escaped from his mouth as a warm feeling began to fit in him.

"So, how about we all have a seat? Dinner will be ready soon and I think, we have much to discuss together. what you both think?"

"Yes of course, um....as soon as Oswald could let go of my hand" You didn't want to hear rude at all but your head couldn't think of any other way to make the young guy get your point.

"Oh, I...I am s-so sorry" Oswald chuckled nervously before he tried to apologize and removed his hand away.

Oswald stared at (name) contemplating how they held their composure before him and Mr. Elisah. There was something enticing about this person that kept pulling his gaze towards them, he watched how (name) became somewhat distracted by his chilling gaze. Oswald picked up the glass of red wine that was sat in front of him; he raised the glass to his lips before enquiring. "How did you find your journey?"  

For Oswald is felt somewhat odd trying to engage in small talk, which was very unusual for him for he had mastered the skill along the time ago, but today...it was hard to even do so. The creature before him had made him feel unsettled. He took a sip of the red wine awaiting (name) response.  

You hesitated to give an answer at first, as your hand reached to buy the back of your neck a bit nervously. "Well...I meet Mr. Elijah in one of my usual morning walks. He lost his balance and fell over the train rails. I didn't even realize how I found myself down there and trying my best help him clamp to the safety, the train was coming and the last moment...."

"They saved me Oswald" Elijah finished (Name's) line for them as he finally sat back to his chair. "That's why I felt so grateful for the kindness this remarkable person showed me, so I invited them here as a way to say 'Thank you'. However, I know just some food is not enough..."

"No, my good sir you invite me here and that's more than enough for me. You see, my grandmother passed away some weeks before and she was the only one I had left. Where I saw asking for help and not a single person bothered to take the risk and try to make a move, I just had to do so. Not to mention I had the honor to meet your son as well. Forgive me if I'll hear rude Oswald but could I ask you a question?...A favor if you will"

Oswald placed the glass of red down and cocked his head and eyebrows. "I'm truly sorry for your loss of your grandmother, truly I am. Please ask away in regards to your favor, seems only fair since you saved my father from the perils of the oncoming train"

"I find your name pretty unusual yet quite fascinated so....would you allow me from now on to call you Oz?" You questioned with sparkled eyes in the hope he would accept your request. None of your both could see Elisah who was staring between you with a knowing smile across his face, he knew there was something on the air that was attracting you both like magnets. He knew it was a good decision to bring you hereafter all

Oswald reclined back into his chair with a smirk on his face. "Usually I don't like people calling me 'nicknames'. However, since this is a small request due to such a huge favor you did for my father. I suppose I could be as so inclined to allow you and let me make this very clear...only you to call me Oz"

He gave a slight chuckle, then noticed his father's eyes watching them both. "Is there something you wish to add father?"

"You both remind me of the first time your mother and I met. I mean...your case is different from what ours was, but you seem to get along rather quick...just like how it happened with your mother. However, I have the mention you should be more polite the way you talk to someone....especially when this person is (Name)" With the first thought it seemed Elijah kind scold on his son for his rather overproud behavior when the actual truth was it was just pure helping advice from a loving father.

Oswald rolled his eyes at his father's voice "I understand your words come from love of a father, however you should not be meddling in such affairs for myself and (Name)" Oswald smirked once more, "Besides we barely know one another, they only have my permission to call me Oz but that is it. Should I seek out this person before me as an equal I shall do so on my own terms? You forget father that I am a man. However, I must admit (Name) is only a little gentle on my eyes"

Oswald grabbed his fork and knife, then began cutting into his food before him. "(Name) if you found out coming across a being that had some magnetic pull on you, would you let it pull you in or would you resist? I prefer a game of giving and take myself" Oswalds laughed at his own inner joke in his head"

"I....didn't mean to offend anyone. You're right the fact I saved your father's life doesn't mean I have the right to call you with a nickname you dislike others to call you. Also, forgive me if I got too far by asking you such a thing from the moment we barely know each other, just as you said. And as about the magnetic connection you mentioned before....it depends on what kind of person I come across and how they approach and behavior towards me. I won't tolerate any low treatment when it comes to people who think rather higher from others just because they have riches and power on their hands. Do not misunderstand me, I have respect towards people in general...But most of all, I have respect for myself and in order to answer your joke-question. If this magnetic power you talked about would lead me to someone I sense he is worthful, I would be more than glad to let it pull me straight to them. But if they wouldn't be worthy enough......I would absolutely resist with everything I got. Just to let you know I am not a person who goes down without a fight...I accuse you that" Your previous calm and happy mood changed into a more serious one as your eyes never broke contact with Oswald's.

Mr. Elijah notices the electric fences between you both started to become stronger but he knew he couldn't do anything to stop it. Oswald was so right, he's a full-grown man and even as a father he should let his son do whatever he thinks is for the best, He only hoped Oswald could manage to calm things between them eventually.

"Well I'm glad we are all on the same page, let us enjoy the food before us" Oswald focused his sights upon his food, figuring it was better to avoid staring at their guest. Knowing that the charged atmosphere was becoming too much, he was even beginning to get a mild headache. He reached for his glass of wine again and sipped it. " I do wish to know however what your plans are within our city?" Oswald asked but still focused on his food.

You finally felt ready to start eating when you began to cut your food in small pieces rather skillfully. "As I said before, my dear grandma isn't with me anymore so I want to take a risk and make a trip I dreamed for such a long time. But I couldn't leave without saying goodbye to Mr. Elisah. I don't how long it will take me to complete my journey but I am gonna make it out no matter what difficulties I'll find on my way" Your tone returned in a calmer one once again as you felt more comfortable on your seat and continue eating.

"So I guess we won't have the pleasure to see you any time soon eh? What a shame, though I am glad you took such an important decision and follow your dreams. I wish I would be more confident and brave when I was at yours and my son's age"

Oswald looked up at your face "Perhaps you would like to stay in Gotham just for a few nights before you venture forth. I could gladly show you some of our most beautiful assets. That is if you wish too?" He said with a broadening smile on his face.

Your eyebrow raised up from the young man's offer that surprised you a bit. What's with this guy anyway? The one moment he seems all shy and nervous, the other an overproud spoiled brat, and the next....generous and willing to make you change your mind in order to stay for a while longer? Seriously, it was hard to understand the way his mind works. "This...is a kind offer of your part, but I am afraid it's too late to change my plans, you see I will leave today" You explained calmly, before whipping the drops of food away from the corners of your mouth with the help of a small towel.

As soon as you stood up from your seat, Elijah followed along and walked over to stand right before you. He gazed down at you with a rather serious expression across his face as then he opened his arms wide and pulled you into a warm embrace. "I will miss you, my child...I will really miss you" He whispered softly, it seemed like he was almost ready to cry yet no tears were visible. "My son, could you do me the favor and accompany our dear friend out? To make sure they'll be fine" Elijah glanced over Oswald with a knowing smile.

Oswald peaked his head to look out through the window, it was a heavy downpour. "Let me retrieve my umbrella, can't have you getting a chill" Oswald stood from the table and walked with both his back heels touching each other, no matter how hard he tried to point feet forward it ached beyond comprehension. As he walked to the rack which contained the black umbrella he contemplated about you briefly and how the night had gone so far. He thus picked up his umbrella and escorted you out of the house where it was a cold bitter rainstorm.

"Wow, man what a storm..." You said mostly to yourself once glanced up to the heavy raining sky that was full of dark gray clouds. Fortunately, you didn't get wet at all thanks to Oswald's umbrella what was hovering upon both yours and his head. You turned around to face the raven-haired guy and let out a kinda disappointing sight. "Let's hope I'll be lucky enough to won't have to swim cross the roads" You chuckled to your own joke but more from nervousness. "Well, it was....nice to meet you, Oz-...errr Oswald, I mean" You smiled politely and your hand reached out for him to shake one last time.

"Please, you can call me Oz. Should you need anything at all from me or my father, you are more than welcome to return" As they shook hands Oswald gave (Name) a warm, reaffirming stare, there was something almost of the spark within his gaze. "Till we meet again?"

"Yeah, until then, I suppose. Please watch over your dad, he's a really good man and now you both reunited...he's gonna need you the most. At least that's what I think" You were about to let go of Oswald's hand but just then you felt him grabbing your wrist gently. What made you turn your gaze back to face the guy and watched in shock as he gave you his umbrella to hold. "Wh-what? Oz, this is yours...I can't take it with me you know"

"I insist, should you find yourself in need of shelter, plus consider it a small token of my appreciation" With that being said Oswald Cobblepot watched (Name) walk away.

Author note: 😭💖Thank you to everyone who got me to 1000 likes! THANK YOUUU ALL SO MUCH- I'm very grateful for all the support 😚yes I'm still writing the Tyler Galpin x Reader fic!! Part 2 will be out before Saturday (I hope), but here's a little something to celebrate 1000 likes!!! 🥺💞

Batman x Gender Neutral Reader

words: 887 . 🥺💞Song suggestion while reading: Cherries by Madison beer

Summary: It's been one year since you've started dating the Bruce Wayne of Wayne Enterprise and still, it feels like you're living in a dream to know both you and him are in love and are together! Though not always together physically, unfortunately due to Brucey's secret vigilante life- You could only hope he makes it in time to celebrate your and his anniversary. . .

BRRRRRR.

"Speak." Oh how you missed hearing that gentle, masterful calm voice of his.

He's most likely in his batmobile right now, flying over the city or doing something genius you haven't figured out yet.

"Mm, got any plans for tonight, Batman?" With your hip, you leaned on the coffee table and stared out the floor-to-ceiling glass window of a penthouse. (One of many you shared with your future husband all over the city.)

"Depends on who's the lovely person asking. And I thought I've told you not to call me during–"

"–Night patrols, yes but. . ." You twisted the silky curtain fabric around your finger, "I just really wanted to hear your voice." Also to see if he remembered your anniversary date.

There was a small pause before a delicious low chuckle trailed down your body tenderly in vibrations through the phone. "Will that be all?"

Oh no it won't be once he gets his ass here.

You tightened the lavish bathrobe around you, "hopefully I'm not disturbing you too much, Mr Batman. But if you have some time to spare, I'd appreciate it if you'd spend it on me."

Another one of his entertained chuckle runs through your nerves like silk.

You sighed dreamily, "it would really make my night. . ."

"I'll come to you within 24 hours," you swear you heard a teasing smile in his lovely deep voice. (He had no idea what a chase you'll be giving him this time. If it'll even be a chase at all for the big brain he has.)

"I'm not at my (our) usual place. . . " That was the first clue you gave him, "how ever will you find me?"

He guaranteed before hanging up, "you're never far from me. If that's all, I'll need to get going to see you soon." Oh he'd better.

You left the phone on the coffee table and laid out on the lounge sofa to relax, looking out at the world-wide view and specks of stars in the great sky. If he's late, you planned to sleep here for the night. . .

But true to his words, you didn't have to wait long, sensually alone, drinking some juice in your fluffy bathrobe when the sound of the doors opening gently alerted you.

"Baby," his footsteps ring from behind you and closer they reached until a large warm hand lands on your hip.

"It didn't take you very long to get here," you pouted and turned your head around to see the handsome love of your life- though internally your heart jumped for joy at how early he arrived.

They were piercing in the shadows, but sweet in the lights as Bruce's sapphire blue eyes would sweep across your whole body from head to toe for a minute (something like his routine as Alfred, his butler, had once said) admiring you.

"I tried to delay myself as best as I can to give you some space, (Name), but it is almost midnight." So he knew all along. What an eyeroll moment if not for how wonderful he is looking down at you with that sweet loving smile and his burning hand on your covered skin.

He then crouched and leaned in closer to softly- like a butterfly- kiss the center of your forehead, the ironed tie of his suit hung and grazed at your arm as he held that kiss for a while.

Then you couldn't help speaking, "I thought I'd give you a little challenge. . ." Which wasn't very hard in the first place if he had placed a tracker on you somewhere, somehow like he'd usually do. For safety reasons, you'd assume.

"Oh yeah? And how did that go," he cocked his eyebrow sharply.

"Not very effective but I don't care," you reached out your arms around his neck and tugged him down onto your body. "I hope you have alot more time because I'm not letting you go until tomorrow night."

Bruce allowed this, you were well aware of his extremely superior strength and how much you had an effect on this hero who'd melt in your proximity.

His strong chest pressed down on yours and suddenly you could feel his heart beat racing against yours. . . Like there was nothing except both of your flesh and bones being the obstacle for your hearts to join into one. . . He kissed the side of your lips like he couldn't resist your pull. "Of course not, I don't expect anything less from you, (Name) Wayne. . . I couldn't stop loving you even if I had tried."

"No complaints, Brucey. I'm having you all for myself for the day." You said confidently though didn't mean it completely, sure you could be selfish but the city needed Batman more than you do. . . You have his heart and that's more than enough. (Also his wealth but that's not the point)

Many times in your life you've seen the absolute lovestruck way he's looked at you, but the warmth shimmering between your body and his as he, unblinking, gazed seriously into your soul. . . Made you fall in love again and again. As if you couldn't love him enough.

Bruce whispered near your jaw in the sweetest voice, cracking near the end. "(Name). . . Happy anniversary."

"Happy anniversary too, Brucey." You kissed him back, deeper than ever. The night was still young after all.

BatFam! x Toddler! (GN!) Reader

Including: Jason Todd, Dick Grayson and Tim Drake

Masterlist

Thinking of batfam with a toddler reader who they have to babysit every other day.

Dick Grayson -

- Like whenever reader needs anything they immediately go to Dick, not even realizing that they're hurting the rest in the process.

- Like Bruce could be right Infront of them but they immediately waddle all the way over to Dick.

- He'll sit down and watch anything you want to watch or take you anywhere (but the batcave)in the manor.

- He'll never take you on patrol, your to young! Matter of fact he won't take you outside of the manor period. Your whole world is inside the manor.

Dick would never take you out of the manor but whenever Jason is home it's a whole different story.

Jason Todd -

As soon as gets back to the manor he's immediately heading to your room and taking you out to explore the world... without permission of course.

- Like Tim comes to your room to hang out after a long day of school work only to find that your not in your room nor in the house in general. Instead your somewhere in the most dangerous city in the world with a crime lord.

-But fret not, Jason's just taking you to the most secluded book store in Gotham to introduce you to the world of books.

- Either that or he's got you strapped to his back like a backpack fighting random thugs in the most dangerous alleyways in the Gotham.

Sibling bonding time is what he likes to call it!

Don't worry, at some point he'll return you home and by return I mean he'll ring the door bell, drop you off on the door step and run away as fast as he can so he doesn't get lectured by Alfred.

Tim Drake

With Tim there have been a lot of instances where you end up injured or somewhere your not supposed to be.

- Like that one time he had to babysit you but he also had school so he place you inside of his backpack along with a couple of your favorite snacks and told you to not come out unless he tells you to.

-Then in the middle of class everyone just sees a toddler's head peeking out of his bag.

- And everyone is so shocked that when you get out of the bag and waddle out the room they don't say anything. Tim doesn't even notice cause he's already face first into his notebook trying to catch some z's.

- Then a couple minutes later he's called to the principal's office to find out that you somehow got into the swimming room, slipped on the wet tiles, hit your knee on the edge of the swimming pool and somehow fell in.

-After that you were never allowed to go outside of the manor.

˖⁠♡Just thinking about Child! Reader who's close friends with Damian and already knows his family's secret. ˖⁠♡

Masterlist

So when they're having a sleep over and the big bat needs all hands on deck your suddenly left all alone in this huge manor, so what better to do than explore!

You stumble across a weirdly misplaced grand father clock that looks awfully suspicious so you fiddle with it until it does something. Who knew that it would lead you into the bat cave.

While you explore this new area of the house you hear the drive way door open and soon enough the batmobile speeds into the room.

"Hey Dami, your back early" you run up to the car as they're all exiting and everyone freezes upon seeing you (except Damian).

Then cue the panicking.

"Why are they in here, How did they get in here???" Dick immediately starts panicking.

"Wow relax Dick, your gonna send yourself to an early grave if you keep freaking out like this" you say.

And he just immediately pauses.

Then Tim comes out from behind him and rests a hand on his shoulder "Don't be too shocked, they already know who we are."

"Yeah your not exactly good at hiding secrets-" you say before you felt a harsh pain erupt in the back of your neck before everything went dark.

"JASON?!"

"WHAT WAS I SUPPOSED TO DO, NOT HIT THEM??"

"YOU HIT MY FRIEND?!"

✧⁠*⁠。Bat kids using your house as their getaway.✧⁠*⁠。

Masterlist

After a long day of work your decide to retire to your small and humble abode, but what's this?

A grown man and two kids sitting on your doorstep, one struggling to pick your lock while both kids sat on look out.

They immediately noticed your figure standing in the hallway.

"Um, what's all this?" You say pointing to the luggage that they've brought along with them.

"Tim drove the batmobile through the house and no one wants to be there when Bruce gets home" Dick explains.

"How'd you-"

"Honestly, I've seen five year olds with better driving skills Drake" Damian comments.

"Shut it hell spawn, not everyone was taught how to drive. Alright?" Tim says bitterly.

"Okay guys! You can not keep crashing at my place whenever something is wrong" you interrupt.

"Suppose someone sees you guys coming here" you push past Dick and push your keys in the door.

Honestly, you didn't mind their presence but sometimes they'd show up at the most random times and cause you all sorts of trouble.

Especially Jason.

Every once in a while he'll force open your side window and come inside your house to read one of the few books on your shelf.

Now that's not the problem, the problem is that half the time he bruised and bloody and your house is always his next destination after a tough fight.

On separate occasions Damian will crash at your house, mostly when he doesn't want to deal with his father's demands or if he did something wrong.

Like that one time he randomly showed up to your house with a pillow and a toothbrush and refused to tell you why he was here.

But then he's dragged back home by his dad the same evening, can't remember why.

Something about Damian blowing a hole in the back of their microwave.

But back to the present.

When you turned the knob of your front door you were immediately met with the sight of Jason Todd lounging on your sofa with a book in hand.

"What is this, a family gathering?" you walk in as the rest shuffle in behind you.

"What next, is Bruce also gonna show up out of thin air-"

Then you notice the large brooding male standing at the entrance of your kitchen silently.

.... sigh

"So you really just watched us struggle to open the door for an hour and refused to help" Tim asked while avoiding Bruce's glare.

"Basically" Jason responds.

"Your all grounded..... Including you" he points to you.

"...But I live here"

˖⁠♡Left In Metropolis✧⁠*⁠。 ( Batfam x Toddler! Reader)

(That one scene in home alone.) Masterlist

It was a short flight from metropolis to Gotham but they were finally back home, currently they were all at the airport conveyor belt standing from oldest to youngest collecting their luggage.

Bruce would pass down each of their bags as they came out of the machine and it seemed as if everything was going smoothly, that is until your luggage came out.

"Dick, pass this to (reader)" Bruce passed the luggage to Dick.

Then to Tim, Damian and then....

It hadn't yet clicked in Damians head that his little sibling was missing from next to him so he just passed the bag back to Tim.

"(Reader) isn't here" Damian passes the bag back to a sleep deprived Tim while he passes it back Dick and then to Bruce.

It takes a while but they all finally notice what just happened.

"What do you mean reader isn't here, I left them with you" Bruce asks Dick.

"And I left them with Tim" he turns to Tim who's a wearing a confused expression that slowly turns into one of shocked realization.

"And I left them in Metropolis..." he whispered but they all still heard.

"You left them in Metropolis, do you know how far that is from here, they could be dead by now" Dick suddenly shouts.

"Damian where are you going?" Bruce asked.

"Back to metropolis" he says curtly.

He hadn't really gotten to know you that well as a sibling but he still watched you from afar and knowing you were currently all by yourself in a large crime ridden country was all it took for him to move.

"And how are you getting there?" Bruce asks but is then cut off by the sound of Damian shaking the keys to the batplane.

Meanwhile your currently in the airport sat next to a worried Clark and Jon licking a small lollipop they bought you.

Luckily you remembered they're number and called immediately.

"Can't we just fly them home Dad?" Jon glanced over to you as you mindlessly licked away at the lollipop.

"Shhhhhh" you immediately went to place your sticky hands on his mouth.

"Nooo cave talk outside of the cave" though you stumbled over your words but he still understood.

"Either that or we keep em" Clark muses.

"What about him?" Jon asks while pointing to Jason who sat right beside you, watching you struggle to bite your lollipop with your small front teeth.

"I'm sure they'll take him back as well, seeing as they're the ones who brought him" Clark stated confidently

Safe to say Jason had to hitch a ride back home on the Clark Kent express. (Mainly because Damian kicked him out of the jet)

Damian Wayne x Child! Reader (Part 1) - This won't do —⁠☆

Synopsis: after seeing the state of your apartment Damian pulls some strings and changes your life on step at a time.

Masterlist , Pillager Of Art

"Are your parents attending the pta meeting?" Damian asks.

After seeing the wretched state your house was in Damian chose to stand at the door.

The moldy yellow floor of your apart was covered in dirt and whatever substances you managed track back into the house. The walls in the same sorry state with a moldy yellow wallpaper that was covered in nasty cracks and stains that could never be removed.

The tiles of your flooring were covered in a bottomless pit of clothes and whatever else was in that pile. Your window didn't show some immaculate view of Gotham City instead it was closed off with would. Glass shards left on the floor in front of the window after a stray bullet was shot through your window.

"Oh my Dad, he's not coming" you say as you make your way towards your kitchen.

Damian couldn't bare looking into the kitchen to see what mess was made in their so he chose to stair the ceiling instead.

"Why not?" He tilts his head to the side, he was told by Alfred that events like these were the only way to see how your child was progressing and apparently it was mandatory for parents to attend so why weren't your coming?

"Oh, my parents are dead" you said as if It didn't bother you and it didn't.

Your mother had sadly passed away during child birth.

Your dad tho...

He was a piece of work, never cared for your well-being AT ALL. You basically raised yourself in this house. The only reason you hadn't starved yet was because your father left food in the cupboard for you to use (mostly unhealthy cheap food).

You barely ever saw your dad and when he died you hadn't even noticed, not like he ever came home anyway. The only way you knew was when the news broadcast came on and you saw a blurred out image of a man that vaguely resembled your father.

There were several gunshot holes scattered around the figures body and by the looks of it he was probably just getting off of work before the death occurred.

The situation never bothered you, having no adults around was a blessing if anything.

"My parents can't come but I'll wait with you until your dad does" you replied and gasped when you found what you were looking for.

"Dami you have to try one" you turned to him with a cup of ramen noodles in hand.

"No thank you, aren't there other options?" he asked as he began to list off foods he'd already eaten before.

Safe to say, you hadn't even know those foods existed or eaten anything that wasn't microwavable.

This wouldn't do.

When he left your house that evening he made it his mission to find a way to get you out of that situation.

And that he did, when the day of the PTA meeting arrives Damian is oddly quiet. Not as if he talked much anyway.

While you both waited for his dad to finish speaking with the teachers he'd a held a tight grip on your hand as if to silently tell you not to run off anywhere.

"Dami I still don't know why you told me to bring all my stuff with me, are we having a sleepover?" You asked, you were told to bring all necessities which means that you needed your tooth brush and whatever you could salvage from that mess of a house.

"You'll know when we get there" he said calmly which only made your excitement grown even more. He was already pretty used to your energetic behavior so this was nothing.

At last the meeting had finished and you were all exiting he building.

"Is this the friend you told me about Damian" his father spoke up only to receive a nod in return.

You had never noticed how eerily similar they look but now that you were stood right before him you realized noticed the shared features.

"(Reader) right" Bruce got down in one knee so he could speak to you at eye level. Now, extending invitations to join the family weren't an everyday occurrence but if his son was so hard pressed on your living conditions and even brought up good points as to why you can't live there.

Plus he knew you were a good kid.

"A little Birdy informed me of your living conditions and they wanted me to extend an exciting offer to you" he spoke to you in a way that made your excitement peak.

You were so excited that you hadn't even noticed when you got in the car or when you arrived at the manor or when you arrived at Damian's bedroom door.

For you everything went by quickly, so quickly that when you woke up the next morning you couldn't even remember why you were in Damian's house or why you were currently bundled up across from his sleeping face.

He must've bundled you up while you were asleep. He was always considerate but rarely ever showed you that side of him.

"Dami, I need to go home" you said groggily.

"Your not going anywhere" he instantly replied.

"But I can't stay here forever, I need to go home" you said in a worried tone but he only raised a brow.

"I knew you weren't listening" he sighed.

"Just go back to sleep" he waved his hand in front if your face which seemed to do the trick because you were knocked out within seconds.

And just like that you were silently adopted into the family.

◕⁠｡Tim and Connor get in a fight - Tim Drake x Batmom! Reader｡⁠◕

(little drabble) Masterlist

You'd heard of the fight that took place between the two and it's safe to say that you were scared for Connor.

Tim had came home particularly late that night and it was easy to see that he was fuming with rage.

Before you could even ask how his day went he cut you off and immediately asked:

"Mom, you know I love you right" he says with a dry expression to which you nod as your answer.

Then he gets straight to the point.

"Where's the kryptonite?"

"Wow, wow, wow I can't just tell you that-"

Then he pulls out that limited edition item that Bruce could never seem to get you and you dont know what came over because you immediately blurted out the location.

Damn, may God be with you Connor cause you know damn well you won't.

Overprotective Batfam making sure you get home safely while in their patrol route!

Includes: Damian Wayne and Dick Grayson

Masterlist , Part 2

Damian Wayne

-Damian will watch you from the shadows, silently taking out any threats that cross your path.

-You won't even notice the tiny figure following you home until he finally makes an unwanted appearance.

You'll be walking home on a slightly foggy evening, the shadows making It easier for Damian to follow behind you.

The evening's going fine until some petty thief decides to jump from behind the corner and swipe at you for your belongings.

You can't even process the events that take place next. In the blink of an eye the thief is laid out on the pavement in front of you with a vicious black eye forming and a small figure stood above his body.

The figure then slowly makes eye contact with you.

He won't say anything, he'll just stare at you for a while before retreating back into the shadows.

Weird.

Then after that night you'll become more and more aware of his presence following you home every night.

His silence is a bit unnerving but atleast you won't have to worry about your safety for the next couple nights.

Dick Grayson

-Unlike Damian, Richard will walk side by side with you. Asking about your day or carrying on a whole conversation while you listen to him.

-He'll show you random tricks, like swinging off a light pole and somehow elevating himself enough to land on a roof or he'll take out a villain with a flashy swing and kick.

-In short, he just love to entertain you on your way home.

"Does my hair look bad?" he'll ask before deep diving into a one sided conversation about how his siblings keep making fun of every hairstyle he's had thus far and how it's starting to affect his self esteem.

Then he names some off the top of his head that honestly sound pretty good.

"You know I might just chop it all off, I mean long hair isn't really good for fighting and it takes a lot to maintain and-" he'll slowly turn towards you with this blank look in his eye before he whispers out the last few words.

"your still listening"

....

The blank stare is a bit unnerving compared to his usual cheery facade but you quickly recover from the shock.

"I'm usually the listener in conversations so I don't mind your talking" you explain and then turn to fully face him, admiring the long hair that settled into his shoulders.

"Also, I really like your hair"

Then he short circuits and falls back to walking slowly behind you.

Face showing a noticably blank expression.

Seems like someone needs a hug.

Batfam x Doppleganger! Reader (Part 1)

Synopsis: You secretly live with them but one terrible fever made you blow your cover

Masterlist , Part 2

Living with them was easy.

You'd been there long enough to have studied their mannerisms and speech patterns. Like the way they talked, how they would fidget or how they'd react in certain circumstances.

Like Bruce.

He was one if the easiest to impersonate. He barely spoke, always held a stoic expression and never really was seen around the manor.

Most of the time you'd use his likeness to go wherever you wanted and no one questioned you since... who would question Bruce Wayne?

Dick however was a little tough to do.

What you've gathered from your little study is that Richard was always trying to mold himself into what he thought the person needed to see him as and frankly speaking it was tiring.

Often times using his likeness meant you'd have to put up with his siblings crap to an almost extreme extent and you really couldn't hold out any longer when situations like that happened.

He was also a form that you couldn't use very often since most of the time he'd be in Blüdhaven.

Tim was your go to in any situation since he was either out on CEO business or cooped up in his room.

You'd related to his character alot since being in a house full of vigilantes always meant that you'd have to be alert in most situations if you didn't want to be caught. Which meant that you'd developed a serious case of insomnia.

Whenever they found you as Tim they'd leave you be because most of the time you'd be passed out on a couch or laying in one of the many comfortable beds around the manor.

They knew Tim needed his sleep so they never stuck around long enough to question why he wasn't in his room.

Damian was one form you'd refused to take on.

Most of the time he needed to be at school. Which meant that you could never walk around the house without being questioned as to why you weren't currently at home.

Like that one time Alfred caught you stealing food in the kitchen on a weekday and nearly sent you to school along with the real Damian.

On other occasions you'd never be able to fully keep up his persona and sometimes let a couple things slip.

Like that one time you'd done something uncharacteristically out of place. Like actually laughing at Dick's jokes, something Damian would never do.

Unlike the rest of his siblings Jason was completely out of the question. He was never in the manor and whenever he was he would always be scrutinized for causing trouble do walking around as him would be very inconvenient.

Now you'd never thought the day would come when you'd actually be caught.

You were so alert and vigilant, always making sure to not overstep or do anything that would rise suspicion but sadly that just wasn't enough.

It was a particularly harsh time of year for you, hay fever had kicked in.

Your throat was itchy, you were sneezing left and right and you were all alone the cold damp attic of the manor.

Usually around this time of year you needed to stay low-key, always hiding in the attic and making sure no one saw you.

Being sick would always mess with your ability.

Anytime you tried impersonating anyone it would always turn out weird or in some situations grotesque.

Multiple fingers would sprout onto each hand, random eyeballs would generate in peculiar parts of your body and sometimes you'd generate the wrong amount of hair all over your body. Ending up looking like a character straight out of a big foot.

Sometimes different body parts wouldn't finish generating or would be missing entirely.

Like the stump of your arm would be missing but you'd still have a hand connected to your shoulder.

Maybe you'd generate something more tame like the wrong eye color or your own physical features would show through. (Like freckles, stretch marks or beauty marks)

All in all it was horrible.

So when you realized that your stash of food for the month had run out so quickly you dreaded having to take up on one if their forms.

But alas you had to.

This time you'd taken on the form of Tim Drake, maybe they'd leave you alone if they thought you were their sleep deprived brother.

Sadly the transformation didn't turn out right.

Your eyes were the wrong shade if blue, your nose sitting a bit lower down in your fad and you'd generated several more fingers than necessary.

Even though you'd generated Tim's face your own features somehow shined through leaving a weird mixture of your features and his clashing together.

Seeing yourself like that nearly made you bring up whatever junk food you'd eaten earlier but you'd have to pull through.

Quickly you hopped down from the misplaced wooden board in their ceiling and made your way through the manor. Maybe you'd be lucky to find no one home.

Making your way down to the kitchen was fairly easy which was odd since it was a weekend which meant almost everyone would be home but you disregarded that and instead focused on grabbing things from the pantry.

You'd been so engrossed in your actions that you didn't notice the figure creeping up behind you.

They just stared at you as you continued taking stuff from the pantry.They seem paralyzed at what they were seeing.

When you finally turned around to exit the kitchen you'd frozen immediately.

You didn't know what to say.

The figure in front of you who you'd come to realize was Tim Drake himself had caught you.

....

You'd tried to stay silent and not move, wondering if you stood completely still would you just disappear in his eyes but sadly the sneeze that was bubbling in your chest said otherwise.

The sneeze causing you to shift painfully between the many forms you'd taken on before finally switching back to your normal self.

Well you just significantly screwed yourself.

Before the situation could get any worse you made the first move, choosing to slide past his frozen figure and bolt back to the attic.

Knowing Tim you wouldn't have enough time to get out of here before he'd alerted everyone of your presence in the manor.

Meanwhile in the bat cave

"Guys, I just ran into myself...grabbing food from the kitchen" Tim slowly descended the stairs with a confused expression settling on his tired face.

"You sure you didn't just start hallucinating?" Damian asked.

"No he's right, look at this" Bruce motioned towards the monitor. It seems that he'd been surfing the security camera footage while you'd chosen to look for food.

A video of you hastily walking through the hallways earlier played on the screen.

The fine details of your figure could be seen in the monitor, like the multiple fingers hanging off your palm and the severely different face that resembled Tim to an extent.

Then the monitor switched to another video of you standing in the kitchen, your body was swaying dangerously from side to side as you tried to reach their pantry. It seems you were more sick than you yourself were aware of.

A couple seconds later Tim came into the kitchen followed by you turning around and switching between different members of the family before settling on to what seems to be your real form.

"That's unnerving" Damian commented.

"I know right they had like nine fingers" Tin shuddered at the sight of your hands before noticing Dick quickly leaving the room.

"Where are you going?" He asked.

"To meet our new roommate"

"Shouldn't we get to know them first before you allow then to live here permanently" Tim asked only to be ignored by Dick's quick moving form.

"Shouldn't you be stopping him" Tim turned back to Bruce.

"With father's history I doubt he'd mind adding them to the family" Damian stated.

So I guess welcome to the family?

Batfam x Doppleganger! Reader (Part 2)

Part 1 here Masterlist

You'd think that as soon as they found out about your existence in their house they'd kick you out but no. Instead they'd practically treated you like a brand new sibling.

You'd been given new clothes, a new room and brand new family members all in one day. To you, these people were just random strangers you'd stolen the appearances of but to them you were a rather interesting case.

A doppleganger with no where to go, not something you'd come across on the daily but not completely surprising for Gotham.

Dick was the first one to officially meet you since he was the first one to run off and find you. He immediately welcomes you to the family which is strange since you were technically what some people would call a "stalker" but he just seems to gloss over that.

Tim was the second one to meet you, he seemed very interested in your powers, asking numerous questions on how they worked to which he received zero answers.

Again you thought he would've thrown you out since the first time you guys met you were shifted into a disturbing version of him but what you've come to learn is this family is mostly accepting of the weird and abnormal.

Damian was rather calm about the whole situation which wasn't much of a shock. He didn't seem to mind your presence in the house that much seeing as how he'd always somehow find himself in a room with you.

After awhile you'd notice him following you around a lot more or quietly standing next to you while doing anything.

He's a bit creepy at times but what are you expecting from a tiny assassin?

You've still yet to meet he who must not be named (Jason) which is surprising since even though Dick doesn't live here he's still at the manor every other day. No one really speaks about him that much but when they do everyone goes silent.

Last but not least was the head of the family himself Bruce Wayne. As you've learned before he was the quiet and stoic one.

You'd barely met him in his own house which was rather strange but the one time you'd chosen to walk around the manor with his appearance he'd finally showed himself.

Walking out of the shadows with a serious expression.

"(Reader) right?" He asked but you knew he knew the answer. He then beckoned you to follow after him.

Slowly leading you towards a lonely grandfather clock stood in the middle of the hallway.

"I've been researching your ability and there are some things I think you'd like to see" he said. Next thing you know you were in the bat cave looking at articles and documents on your ability.

This had become a regular thing, it was the only was Bruce could think of getting along with you and it worked. Helping you ease that little fear you had of him off your chest and making you see him in a new light.

✷Babysitting Reverse Robins: Driving to the Supermarket ‿⁠✷

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A couple hours prior Damian had asked you to watch his family while he stayed out late on a case and because you owed him so many favors you said yes. Which led you to what you were doing.

"Dick are you sure you can drive?" you asked the small child.

He seemed pretty excited to finally be able to show off his driving skills even though you were pretty sure he shouldn't even have been able to touch a steering wheel at his age.

The only reason you were allowing this small child to drive you to the supermarket was because you currently had to deal with their baby brother Bruce who for the life of you would not let you go.

You'd tried putting him down so many times but he'd jump cling on to you further and scream his head off and you can't drive like that can you?

Also for some reason Damian allowed him to have a car.

Who gives a child a car?!

"Of course I can drive, I can't say the same for him though" he grinned before turning over to his older brother Jason.

Even though he was also still a child he'd somehow been allowed to ride a motorcycle through the streets.

"Guys I'm not to sure about this, can't we get Tim to drive?" you asked.

He was the much older sibling and you were sure he had much more experience than these two.

"He can't drive"

Scratch that, nevermind

"Why is he older and he can't drive?" You asked as you helped Dick in to the car.

He wasn't even tall enough to get in, let alone reach the steering wheel without having to sit on a little cushion.

Ridiculous

"Cause he sucks and we're better" Jason answered.

Bit harsh but okay.

"You'd better drive quick before the police realize that there's a kid in the drivers seat" you told him before quickly getting in the car.

You hadn't even had time to talk to Jason before he was off, speeding down the streets as if the supermarket wasn't ten minutes away.

Matter of fact you could've just walked there but sadly Gotham was to dangerous for that. So let's hope Dick can actually drive or else your totally screwed.

"Um, so I probably should've told you this before but.." He turns to you with that cute little deceiving smile he always give you before something goes wrong.

In the corner of your eye you can see him slowly pressing his foot into the gas peddle.

"I lied, I can't drive"

....

"WHAT, STOP THE CAR"

He just giggles before hard pressing the gas peddle. All you can do is clutch Baby B tightly in your arms and hope you get to the supermarket in one piece.

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Imagine you somehow manage to steal Batmans credit card while he's out on the job. Running quickly towards him and snagging it from his utility belt and because he was already distracted he didn't seem to notice your figure scurrying away from the scene.

He only notices this when he gets home and because he's rich of course he's got a tracker in his credit card so he finds you rather quickly.

But instead of having you arrested he hires you and makes you earn back all the money you spent on the credit card. Which was a terrible idea for him cause essentially to you this was a free money glitch, steal and make back the money.

But you accidentally find something you weren't really supposed to know.

"You have contingency plans on every other super hero...including your kids" you gasp at the newfound information and this bastard just nods in return.

"And their completely fine with this, do you have any for me that I should know of?" you ask.

"I don't need any for you"

"So I'm not good enough for Batman to make a kill plan for is that it, you know I could fold you in a minute" you say which was true, all you really needed was a gun.

But the reason you brought this up was for a distraction, while he's busy listening to your yapping you'll just quickly snatch his card and walk out.

"And I could have you sent to jail for theft, watch your mouth" he grits out.

...

"And you guys are just gonna stand here and let this verbal abuse fly?" You turned to his kids who just stood in the corner and watched your back and forth.

Seeing as how they'd watched you steal their fathers credit card you could tell that they really could care less about the situation.

"Unbelievable, this whole family" you walk off, pocketing the golden credit card and keeping it for future use.

And when you say future use you mean until Bruce decides to take it back.

꒰Tired in the Dark: Batfam x Toddler! Reader,.꒱

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Let's say a criminal decided to attack Gotham's main power source at the dead of night, leaving the entire city pitch black and even more eerier than it usually was.

While Bruce is away dealing with the issue he left you in the care of your siblings.

"Where's the toddler, they were here five minutes ago?" Jason asked as they frantically searched your room.

First it was Tim, then it was Damian, now it's you. They weren't even sure how you managed to get out of your room while keeping absolutely no noise whatsoever.

"Oh God, we lost another one" Dick yelled into the darkness of the manor.

"We're dropping like flies?!!" Dick continued his panicking.

"Shut up" Jason yelled.

Meanwhile the three of you were wondering around the pitch black manor, your small frame clutching tightly onto the fabric of Tim's shirt.

You weren't a big fan of the dark, so when you woke up from your little nap to see that your room went from bright and colorful to dark and scary you immediately burst into tears. (How Dick and Jason didn't hear your crying is a wonder)

Your cries were like a mini bat signal, alerting everyone in the area that you'd awoken from your short nap and making them immediately flocking to the area.

And by them I mean Tim and Damian.

So currently you were rested on the hip of your tired older brother while Damian followed quietly behind you.

"I swear these idiots always forget that we have a generator" Tim mumbled to himself but Damian still picked up on it.

"You seem to be one of those idiots as well, seeing as you've only waited till now to actually turn on the generator" Damian scoffed.

"Just shut up and hold them" he passed you over to Damian with little struggle, your body seems to have exhausted all of it's energy crying and screaming out so it seems that your ready to head off into another nap.

Damian noticing your tiredness quickly rested your sleeping figure on his hip and shifted your head into his shoulder.

"You could've just left them in their room to sleep, I would have been their making sure they were safe while the lights are out" Damian stated with slight irritation.

"You think I'm gonna leave my baby sibling in a room with a trained assassin, not happening"

Before Damian could reply the lights quickly flickered on, immediately lighting up the dark space they stood in.

The brightness of the light making you press your face even further into his chest, effectively blocking out all the light.

The little shift bringing his attention down to your already sleeping form.

"Looks like we gotta get them back to their bed" Tim said finally taking in the tired slump that was your little body

"That's what I've been saying this whole time" Damian sneered at him

(Wanted to get this out of my head, don't take this to seriously plz)

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Platonic Yandere! Batfam x Rescued! Reader : Isolation

How many times had they told you, how many times had you heard the same phrase over and over again. Everytime you asked it was always the same reply and at this point it was starting to get to you.

Your life had been changed by these very same people but only one thing stayed the same.

The isolation

A couple months ago you'd cry and beg for a life like this but now that you were experiencing it, it was frankly speaking a bit tiresome.

Back then you'd been trapped in a lab, being experimented on till you collapsed from the pain and exhaustion but now it was different.

Ever since they'd saved you from that madness you never had to go through anything like that ever again. This time it was different...

You were allowed to eat when you wanted to, bathe when you wanted, you were allowed movies and any other kind of entertainment from your newfound family.

But there was always one thing they'd never allow you to do.

Go outside, Go into society.

They'd always came up with excuses and reasons as to why you weren't supposed to go anywhere near the outside world but you still never truly understood why you weren't allowed out there.

Everytime you bright up the idea they'd either blatantly ignore it or conversation there. Like the other day when you'd overheard the others talking about some sort of school that your new younger brother attended everyday.

But when you finally asked them about it they'd all went dead silent and instead you were rushed out of the room quicky and sent to your bedroom. Where you spent the rest of the evening with your lovely brother Dick.

He'd gotten you to forget all about what you'd said earlier and instead got you wondering about what movie you were going to watch later.

It was honestly so scary how they'd manage to get you to change your mind and forget about something in a matter of seconds. But that was until he left the room.

The thought came back to you while you were picking out the movie and it made you pause and think about the the many thoughts they'd somehow made you forgotten.

The marks on your body were still extremely visible and even looking at yourself in the mirror was a hard task to accomplish but this time you let the memories flow back in.

The suck experiments, the pills they'd made you take almost every single day, the way they stripped you of your humanity and turned you into a mindless test subject for whatever experiment they wished to carry out.

Then your thoughts drifted back to the night you'd been captured, the night you'd been freed and showed a new life. The night your saviors promised you a new life where you never needed to wort about any harm coming to you graciously clinged onto them and the little hope they gave you.

But something felt wrong.

You never felt truly free.

Instead you felt as if you were still caged and under their control.

Even if your life had been changed for the better they were still withholding s lot of things from you. So you made up your mind.

You'd start uncovering any and every secret they kept from you, whether it was for you own good or they just chose not to tell you.

And you started with the lonely grandfather clock stood in the middle of the hallway.

Anytime you questioned it they'd always change the subject and immediately try to steer you away from it. The one time you'd been close to figuring out what they kept in there you'd been stopped by you little brother Damian.

He'd always kept an irritated expression in his face when speaking to you but his actions always showed you that he was only putting it on for show.

So when he caught you trying to decipher the clock he'd quickly grabbed your arm with unbelievable strength and quickly pulled you away from the wall.

"Why do you want to know what goes on down there so badly" he immediately asked but then gave you no chance to answer the question.

"If you want to know so badly it's just the batcave, nothing special since you already know we're vigilantes"

Of course you'd already known they're secret since they were the ones who saved you but if they knew that then why were you still not allowed down there.

And that was the question you were going to answer tonight. So you waited till you knew atleast everyone was either out or in bed and snuck down the hallways until you came across the lonely grandfather clock.

Finally seeing the clock up close nearly made you second guess yourself. Why would you second guess your saviors when they were the ones who got you out of that mess.

It just felt so wrong but you always had a feeling that there was something they'd been keeping secret.

You could see it in the way they acted around you, always treating you as if you were a delicate toy that they just absolutely needed to keep away from the outside world so at least now you'd be one step closer to finding out why.

So you quickly set the clock to 10:48 and went inside before anyone could we you. Then you approached the large computer set in the middle of the cave ready to turn it on but it was already on.

Lighting up the entire cave with video feed from the hidden surveillance camera's around the manor, but instead of showing you the many rooms around the manor it showed you something rather bone chilling.

It showed you video feed of your bedroom.

Video feed of the room you thought was your private safe haven. A place to relax when the manor was just to much for you but instead it was being broadcasted onto the large computer kept only in the dark cave.

You honestly didn't know what to think.

It wasn't the first time in your life that you'd been watched as if you were nothing but entertainment but this time it was being done by the people you trusted.

If it weren't for the voice you heard coming from next to you you were pretty sure you would have fainted on the spot.

"Your not supposed to be down here (reader)" Damian stated, clearly ignoring the shock on your face.

"What is this" you immediately asked.

"I told the others that something like this would've happened but no one listens to me in this household" he started taking quick steps towards you but your body couldn't bring itself to react.

You'd already felt so relaxed and safe around these people that your body didn't even think of them as a threat.

But your mind was racing with thoughts like why would they do this or what would possess them to do something like this.

"Well talk about this tomorrow morning" he takes your hand and leads you back up those grand stairs you'd came down just a moment ago.

In that moment you allowed him to escort you back to your bedroom, you allowed him to grab you s glass of water and you drank it with no hesitation.

Welcoming the tired and dizzy feeling that came after drinking the small glass of water. Allowing yourself to quickly pass out under the watch of your supposed savior turned new captor.