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pandoraimperatrix · 5 years

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Dick Centred BatCat / Future fic / Fluff | 1358w

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Dick didn’t know when he started thinking Selina as his surrogate mother.

It was between that time he sprained his shin after a bad fall when he was 11, and she stopped her escape to see if he was ok and stayed with him, telling him silly stories to distract him from the pain until the Batman came (he let her go that time); and when she appeared at his 20 years old birthday party to give him a kiss even though she and Bruce were in a middle of one of their fights. She kissed him full in the mouth, he made her promise she would never do that again, her sparkling laugh reverberated through the whole saloon.

It wasn’t like she replaced his own real mother in his heart. Selina had never told him bedtime stories, nor she gave him lots of hugs or went to his school plays. Yes, that was that one time when he punched Mark Ryan in 7th grade for making fun of him for being adopted, and it was Selina who came to pick him up from the principal’s office. She took him to eat ice cream that evening, Bruce wasn’t as understanding when he got home, nor Alfred when he saw the stains in his shirt and found out he had dessert before dinner but Dick felt grateful nonetheless.

Still, for most of the time, she was the only adult women in his life. Bruce would sometimes date other women for longer than a week, one time even Wonder Woman. Though there was nothing wrong with most of them – because some of them were really weird like Vicky Valle – he was always relieved when it was not a stranger, but Selina who he found wearing Bruce’s shirts laying in the living room sofa watching old movies in the middle of the night when the Batman was patrolling alone and Dick couldn’t sleep.

When he left, it took three entire years until he saw her again. Even when Bruce made him come back to make Dick Grayson appearances at soirees and galas she wasn’t there, and he regretted deeply throwing her absence at Bruce’s face in a middle of a fight to hurt him when they were at the worst point of their relationship. Turned out she was in Italy giving birth to Helena, as they would only find out only ten years after that.

Even so, she was a constant in Dick’s life, and when strangers asked about her, he often explained her relation to him as his guardian’s girlfriend even when she wasn’t with Bruce. And he always wished they would just stop fooling around and make each other an honest man and woman. Jason and Tim agreed with him, when Damian was younger he would be very vocal about his dislike of Selina. Especially after the hard time he had accepting his little sister, even though there was a picture in Bruce’s room of them both sleeping in the very sofa Dick and Selina would share when he was Damian’s age at the time. He knew Alfred would also agree, no one in the world desired more for that day to come, and Dick never wished more some people were immortal as he stood at the place that should be the old butler’s at Selina’s and Bruce’s wedding.

The bride’s hair was as white as her dress, and the groom was pushed to the altar by his oldest grandson, who was also Dick’s oldest grandson, thanks to his daughter terrible choice for spouse.

Dick himself minstructed the ceremony, and at the toast Jason joked that it would be a really low move if Selina tried to run away again since Bruce couldn’t go after her, Bruce replied that he didn’t need to run since he has a flying wheelchair.

It was the most lovely evening, Dick lost the count of the times Kory dried his eyes with a napkin when he didn’t even notice that he was crying and he could swear he saw a tear falling from Bruce’s eye when Helena made her speech. Clark made him laugh so much telling old stories about how grumpy Bruce would get every time Selina wasn’t in the picture that Dick had to get out a bit to get some air.

He found her at the balcony, closed eyes, flute of champagne in her hand, ridiculously giant diamond ring sparkling under the candle light.

‘What are you doing here? You won’t try to run away now, will you? It’s a bit late anyway, he finally did it. He married you.’

Selina gave him her trademark red lipped wicked smile, but now the crinkles around her eyes didn’t disappear when she relaxed.

‘No, kitten, not this time, I’m not leaving.’

‘No cold feet this time?’

‘Oh, I definitely had cold feel earlier, you can ask your wife, I totally asked her to distract Helena as I tried to run away with the silverware.’

Dick snorted.

'What made you stay this time?’

She turned the flute in her fingers.

‘Despite your father’s allegiance of a flying wheelchair, I know he’s too old to chase me… And I want to be here when Mar'i pop the next one, when do you think her and the little bat will close the factory?’

‘As much as I’m thrilled with the prospects of more grandchildren,’ he already had two ‘I really try to not think about Mar'i’s and Damian’s factory.’

She laughed again.

‘I still find this whole story so funny.’

‘It wasn’t as funny when it started, I wanted to kill him.’

‘Oh I remember, he stayed at my house after that night you found out about them.’

‘He was with you? Traitor!’

‘He was terrified. You know how he loves you, Dick.’

'Oh, him I forgave after I saw how happy he makes my daughter, it’s you I can’t forgive. I’ve always thought you were on my team.’

‘Darling, you know I love all my kittens equally, but I had to take Damian’s side that time… And you from everyone have no right to complain about someone privileging Damian.’

'Yeah, and what that got me? Treason from my own cat mother.’

She walked toward him, a huge smile on her face, she fixed his cravat.

'If I let you kill him you wouldn’t have such beautiful grandchildren.’

‘The beauty of them is not thanks to him, they all look like Kory.’

They heard a shout and turned in time to see a small golden-skinned little girl run away from a laughing Tim.

‘Do you really think of me like that?’

Her words brought back his attention and Dick looked down at her, Selina was still holding his cravat.

‘Like what?’

'Like your cat mom?’

He caught her hand in his.

'Yes. Does it bother you?’

He smile shone the brightest.

'Even though we’re practically the same age…’

'Absurd! I look older, I even have little grand-babies as we’ve established.’

She him her throaty laugh.

‘Yes, I’m in much a better shape.’

'Always.’

'When I look at you, I still remember that colourful little kitten following the Bat around, how crazy I thought your father was but then I understood… I would want you close too, if you were my son.’

‘I am.’

'Oh darling!’

She hugged him, Dick circled her waist in his arms and inhaled her perfume, the same from when he was a kid, for a moment, time turned back.

Until they were rudely interrupted by Bruce’s throat cleaning noises that sounded exactly like Alfred’s.

'Are you trying to steal my wife, Dick?’

Dick still held her tighter before letting her go.

'You know I could, old man.’

'Go find your own wife, you brat.’

Dick smiled and dipped down to Bruce’s level, he cupped the old man’s head before kissing his forehead.

'Congratulations, dad’

Bruce let go of the grumpy pretence and smiled.

He left feeling so luck he had the chance to see this set of parents of his to get older together, and when he turned back for a last look his heart swelled as he noticed they were holding hands and then that Bruce pulled her to his lap, her laugh echoing again.

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peter-parkouuuur · 6 years

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Chapter 9: Stark Party Part 1 (Spider-boy - Peter Parker x Stark!Reader)

I AM SO SORRY FOR POSTING THIS CHAPTER SUPER LATE! I watched Infinity War last week and it reminded that I have a story to finish!

Prologue, Chapter 1, Chapter 2, Chapter 3, Chapter 4, Chapter 5, Chapter 6, Chapter 7, Chapter 8, Chapter 10, Chapter 11, Chapter 12, Chapter 13

A brief backgrounder: The story ended with Y/n helping Peter with his wounds after defeating the Vulture. Also, Y/n Stark’s birthday.

Enjoy! Don’t forget to hit like hihi! I’ll try to update earlier now! *Hopefully*

Good morning, Upper East Siders, here’s what you recently missed on Stark & The UES Society;

Upper West Sider Derick Thompson finally finds himself a girlfriend from Spence. The Collegiate boy has officially moved on from his Nightingale-Bamford sweetheart and decided to take on the girls from the Red Door. Who’s the lucky girl, D?

Spotted: Denise Martin-Blanchard arriving at the Stark Residences with the youngest Stark, Eloise. We hear the eldest Stark, Nico is also arriving for Y/n Stark’s special day.

We hear Lacrosse Captain, Teddy Vanderbilt is making a move on the Stark princess, Y/n and she is just as smitten. Will we be able to spot the golden couple at her birthday celebration at the Palm Court? We’ll have to see it for ourselves.

Y/n finds herself in the middle of a debate over brunch at the Stark penthouse, on her birthday. Tony Stark and her mother are once again at each other’s throats, discussing Y/n’s Stark internship and her mother’s worrisomeness of getting hurt in the process.

“Tony! I do not want my daughter to get caught up in this Avengers nonsense! Spare her from all the hero action. I just don’t want to see her get hurt.” Denise, Y/n’s mother, states.

“She’s not going to get hurt, Denise! She’s fine. Believe me when I say that I will do everything in my power to protect Y/n, even if it means giving up my life, damn it!” Tony admonishes.

“Dad, don’t say things like that.” Y/n grumbles, knowing that the last time Tony got involved with the Avengers, he had to fight Steve Rogers, a man he considered a friend.

“Honey, I love you more than words. You’re happy here in New York with me, right? Do you want to go back to France with your mom and that snooty new husband of hers?” Tony hisses.

“Watch your mouth, Tony.” Denise threatens.

“Make me!” Tony shouts.

“STOP IT!” Y/n stands up from her seat.

“I love you both.... well, I love dad more... but, enough! I like it here in New York and I don’t want to hear any more of this on my birthday. Now, the two of your work things out. In the meantime, Helena and I are going to take a walk in the park.” Y/n throws her dinner napkin on the table and storms out of the dining room.

Y/n: Here @ Central Park. U coming? x

Peter: Will (literally) swing by! Xx

Y/n: Alright! See you xx

Helena and Y/n are walking around Central Park when she hears someone call her name. Y/n turns around to see Ted Vanderbilt running towards her.

“Hi, Ted! What are you doing here?” Y/n asks.

“Well, I run around the park every morning on weekends. Happy Birthday by the way! What are you doing here as well?” Ted pulls his earphones off and walks beside Y/n and Helena.

“Thanks! And uhhh... My parents are having a row and I just wanted to get out before they both explode in anger.” Y/n answers.

“Oh yeah! Your mom lives in France, while you and your brother live here right? Your mom must be pretty lonely there in the city of lights with just her and her new husband.” Ted states.

Oh, she can handle herself just fine. It’s my little sister Eloise and my step-dad I’m worried about. They have to live with Cruela De Vil.” Y/n retorts.

Ted laughs at Y/n joke and y/n just giggles slightly.

“Care to share the joke?” Y/n hears Peter’s voice interrupt their brief laughter.

Y/n turns around to see Peter in his usual blue sweater, khaki pants, and Chuck Taylors.

“Peter! You’re here!” Y/n runs toward him before hugging him by the waist, ignoring Ted’s confused expression.

“Happy Birthday.” Peter whispers in y/n’s ear before giving her a kiss on the cheek.

‘Shit! Looks like I have no other choice but to finally introduce the two guys who currently vying for me. Although, everyone knows Peter is leading by a mile.’ Y/n thinks to herself.

“Oh, um... Peter, this is Ted Vanderbilt. Ted, this is Peter Parker.” Y/n introduces them to one another.

“Hi! Nice to meet you, man.” Peter puts his hand out and they shake hands awkwardly.

“Likewise... bro? Haven’t seen you before though. Which Ivy prep do you attend?” Ted inquires.

“Oh, I’m not from Manhattan. I go to Midtown High in Queens.” Peter answers.

“Peter actually works for my dad at Stark industries in his spare time. He’s a real tech geek.” Y/n adds.

“Nice! Well listen, I’d love to stay and chat but I have to run. I’ll see you at your party later?” Ted asks.

“Yeah of course! Bye Ted.” Y/n waves at Ted before he could jog away.

“He was.... nice.” Peter chuckles.

“He is nice. Too nice for my liking.” Y/n scrunches her nose in annoyance.

“Oh, so you prefer those bad boy types huh? I mean I don’t mean to brag, but Ned and I skipped school a couple of times.” Peter shrugs his shoulders.

“Let me guess, to build some kind of Star Wars lego action figure?” Y/n crosses her arms together.

“Damn. I shouldn’t have told you about our Star Wars addiction.” Peter curses.

“Miss Y/n, your father called and told me to bring you back to the penthouse.” Helena interrupts.

“But Peter just got here. 10 more minutes? Do you mind giving us a little private time?” Y/n asks her nanny.

“You want me to. leave you and Mr. Parker here while I head back to the penthouse?” Helena questions.

“Yes please.” Y/n pouts at her nanny.

Helena just smiles at Y/n and Peter before walking the other way.

Y/n intertwines her fingers with Peters and pulls him near a tree.

“Come on, Mr. Parker. You owe me a birthday kiss.” Y/n giggles, pushing Peter against a tree.

Peter smirks at Y/n eagerness before pressing his lips with hers. Peter wraps his arms around Y/n’s waist, her arms are wrapped around his neck as they kiss one another as if they haven’t seen each other in such a long time.

Peter pinches Y/n lightly by the waist, causing her to giggle, taking it as the go signal to stick his tongue in her mouth, their kisses getting more heated by the minute.

“I missed you this morning.” Y/n whispers against Peter’s lips.

“I’m sorry. I’m here now, aren’t I?” Peter pulls away and smiles at Y/n.

“Well then, you better continue making it up to me, Parker.” Y/n giggles before leaving kisses on the neck, lightly nipping across his throat, making way towards his earlobe, biting it slightly.

Peter, clearly new to the idea of making out with a girl (a girl he really likes), feels himself getting excited, he shuffles his body slightly.

Y/n feels herself getting more turned on by Peter’s awkwardness, being the first girl to make him feel this way. Y/n takes Peter’s hands and drags them slightly lower, just a few inches above her bum.

Peter feels more excited but then remembers that they are in public, well in a shaded area, but still in a public setting.

“You’re so cute, you know that?” Y/n pulls away from his neck and peppers kisses on his face.

“Way to ruin the mood, Stark.” Peter chuckles before kissing Y/n lightly on the lips again.

“I know our 10 minutes are up.” Y/n grumbles.

“You and Ned are going to be there right? The Palm Court at 8?” Y/n inquires.

“After you defiled me by this very tree, I have no choice but to go there.” Peter laughs.

“Good.” Y/n smiles up at him, lovingly.

“Come on, I better bring you back home, Miss Stark.” Peter holds Y/n hand and kisses her on the forehead.

THE PALM COURT, Plaza Hotel

The Palm Court is covered with Hawaiian pieces from flowers, to straw skirts, different colored shells, coconuts, pineapples, and everything else that one can relate to Hawaii. A Hawaiian band begins to play a smooth tune that settles the mood of the party.

Y/n is wearing a pastel yellow halter cocktail dress made by Denise Martin-Blanchard and a pale pink Ralph and Russo heels dipped in rose gold.

“I love what you’ve done to this place, Y/n. Totally feels like the Four Seasons Maui.” Eliza gasps, the moment she walks into the venue, followed by Tina and Maddie.

A staff offers the three of them Hawaiian leis around their necks.

“Don’t you just love it? It was actually my dad who suggested this theme.” Y/n states proudly.

The guests are mainly Y/n classmates from Spence, some of them are from the junior and senior class, friends from Nightingale-Bamford, Chapin & Dalton, some of Tony’s friends from work, and of course the whole Stark gang.

“Happy Birthday, beautiful.” Ted Vanderbilt wraps his arms around Y/n’s waist from behind, surprising her.

Eliza, Tina, and Maddie look at one another knowingly. Did they miss out on a gossip session or was this not planned?

“Hi, Ted! So glad you could make it.” Y/n smiles at the blonde hottie, her hands moving on top of his arms and slowly removes them from her waist.

‘This is the first time he’s ever hugged me like this. What’s his deal?’ Y/n thinks to herself.

“Are you kidding? I wouldn’t miss it for the world.” Ted beams at Y/n, tucking a loose strand of hair behind her ear.

“I have a surprise for you.” Ted puts out a Tiffany & Co box.

Y/n’s friends gasp.

“Oh my god... Ted.” Y/n sighs.

Meanwhile.....

“This is the coolest party I have ever been to.” Ned looks around and sighs in amazement.

“Welcome! Here are your leis. Please wear them at all times.” A staff member approaches Peter and Ned with Hawaiian leis being put around their necks.

“Thanks.” Peter smiles at the lady before she can walk away to entertain the other guests.

“What did you buy Y/n anyway?” Ned asks, looking down at the brown paper bag Peter was carrying.

“Oh... I found this cute little jewelry shop right outside our apartment building, so I decided to buy her a charm bracelet... It’s not much, it only cost me around 75 dollars. I bet her friends bought her designer shoes or something.” Peter replies, realizing that his gift totally sucked.

“I’m sure she’ll like it,” Ned assures his best friend.

“Oh hey look! There she is.” Ned says excitedly.

Peter sees Y/n from where Ned is pointing at. Y/n looks shocked at what Ted was holding. Peter notices the blue box instantly.

“Of course he bought her a gift from Tiffany’s,” Peter grumbles.

“Hey, dude! I’m just gonna go and get myself a coconut drink. I’ll catch up with you later.” Ned tells Peter before he can even protest.

Peter feels himself sinking deeper and deeper into oblivion. He feels completely and utterly humiliated.

‘How can I compete with a Vanderbilt? I’m sure his TIffany’s gift cost a fortune and it wouldn’t even hurt his trust fund.’ Peter thinks to himself.

Before he realizes what he’s doing, he finds himself running away from the party scene, walking out the double doors of the Plaza.

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