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confused-wanderer · 28 days

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Do you ever think Nightwing can sniff out candies like a bloodhound?

The batfam doesn’t like to admit they all stole Bruce’s ideas of having lollipops and snacks for children. So they try and hide it as much as they can. But when Nightwing drops by, it doesn’t even take a second before he’s confidently striding upto them, taking a candy out and popping it in his mouth while walking away in one swift motion, as if this whole act was so casual it was basically mocking the painstaking efforts everyone went through trying to hide their empathy.

Dick Grayson always did have a habit of knowing exactly where they all hid their hearts.

That fucking asshole.

#batman #dick grayson #nightwing #jason todd #red hood #tim drake #batfam #bruce wayne #damian wayne #headcanons #batfam headcanon #batfamily fluff #sibling things #steph gordon #spoiler #robin

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gay-dorito-dust · 1 month

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You: *leave for work*

Dick, suddenly depressed and decided to text the batfamily group chat: my sweetheart has abandoned me. (they left about 5 minutes ago for work) They didn’t leave a note for their absence to quell my growing worry. (They didn’t give me my regularly scheduled good morning kisses. How mean.)

And now I sit within our shared bed, wondering if they’ll ever come home while I continue to suffer with the void they’ve created in my heart. (They’re on an open til close shift and I’m slowly going insane bc how am I meant to eat breakfast without my breakfast buddy.)

Jason, taking the piss: guys I think Dickie boy misses y/n.

Steph, joining in: really? I wonder what gave you that idea…

Jason: dunno, something just tells me that he misses y/n. Can’t put my finger on what tho. 🤷‍♂️

Damian: Grayson I can’t keep defending you…

Duke: maybe talk to them on their break if you miss them so badly, or visit them at work? Just a suggestion.

Tim: I’ve screenshot this conversation and am sending it to y/n right now. You’re very welcome.

Steph: Dick when y/n leave him for any more then 5 minutes:

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bruciemilf · 1 year

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Bruce and Harvey Being Dads

Harvey didn't want kids thanks to a little thing called generational trauma. They were basically the equivalent of

Bruce, big doe eyes, " I want a baby"

" no"

"Oh, okay"

" wait but don't ask another guy I'll do it"

No but seriously; Harvey becomes a dad very much accidentally. Two-Face?! Tim Drake from Batman the Animated series would disagree, but the fucker likes children

Bruce silently made it known he, Dick, Jason and Tim were a package deal and Two Face was PREPARED

I LOVE me some baby batkids. 10 year old Dick had to call Harvey to the principal's office, because like hell he'd face Bruce's 2 hour lecture. Harvey stresses that he can't just fight any kid that annoys him.

" He called Bruce a bad word. That word Luthor said to him last time and you knocked him out"

"...You want an ice cream?"

Harvey's a bit of a workaholic. Hey, the reformed life is slippery. Bruce has two main methods of tempting him back home; 1) send him admittedly adorable pics of Jason trying on suits 3 times his size, or use his " Please, Harv?" Voice

The Batkids know three simple truths in life; Harvey can't say no to Bruce. Harvey is catholic. Harvey prays to God and answers to Bruce.

You think Dick has golden child syndrome? Imagine being Duke Thomas. " why can't you be more like Duke?" Is basically the most used phrase in the house

Two-Face prides himself on being the only one with a backbone, only to fold like paper if they pull the " Papi, come on" trick

Bruce frames all of their babies' drawings and Harvey has copies of them all over the DA Office. He most DEFINITELY brags with his family.

Especially portraits. Imagine Harvey being nervous to pose, but Tim pulls those sad kitten eyes on him and gets so happy. " make me pretty, conejito"

" You already are, papa"

Bruce is dad/daddy, Harvey is pa or papa and Two Face is Pops

They have monopoly tournaments that turn VERY competitive on Bruce's side. One time he lost and didn't speak to anybody for 2 days until Harvey had a " talk" with him

If he winces when he sits down, grumbling as Harvey plants a kiss on his cheek along with a morning coffee, extra extra sugar, Alfred simply pretends he doesn't see it.

#there's more but it depends on the age of the batkids!! i think bruce and harvey approach parenting very differently #bruce is big on gentle parenting and harvey seems more like the soft dad with a disciplinarian side #harvey can't quite understand why tim won't let go of his pacifier but bruce explains its kind of his coin #jason needs his space in the library sometimes and that is it. two face brings him fruits #cuddle piles. so many cuddle piles #bruce wayne #harvey dent #bruharvey #bruce x harvey #dick grayson #jason todd #batkids #batfamily #fluff #bruce wayne is a good dad #batfamily fluff #dc comics #writing

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1vyyxo · 1 month

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I know I don’t post much on tumblr and whenever I do I delete it in a few days and I know people say celebrating fiction characters' birthdays are dumb but…

HAPPY BIRTHDAY DICK GRAYSON!! HE'S MY FAV FR- OK BUT HOW COULD I NOT POST FOR HIM?? HE'S LITERALLY THE BEST NO ONE CAN CHANGE MY MIND. 😍🤌💋

PHOTOODUMPPP-

here r some of my favs from my pin board:

also, ROBIN DICK GRAYSON ANYONE? he was such a silly lil’ guy.

I literally love him (his character) in every universe-

SREEDFGREDFREREFR

ok i’m scheduling this for tmrw haha (20th march 12:00 am) gn/gm/good afternoon! <3

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babyyoda234 · 4 months

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Tea Time with Alfred

Context: Alfred has always been a close family friend of your Grandma. After her death both of you haven't been dealing with the grief very well, so you decide to start hanging out more to ease the pain. (Y/G/N: your grandma’s name)

Knocking on the door to Wayne Manor, I fumble with the basket of muffins in my left hand. A very confused Jason opens the door.

"Look Y/N..." He begins awkwardly shifting his balance. Guilt spreads across his sculpted features.

"With love, I'm not here for you." I interrupt putting my hand up to silence him, "Whatever you have to say, save it for another time."

Brushing past him, I wander down the hallway past a dozen or so portraits of the Wayne family. With the high ceilings and shelves filled with books older than my great Grandma, I narrowly get lost in the grandeur. One of the glass shelves catches my attention. A much younger looking Alfred beams up at me while a soaked brunette angrily swats at his shoulder with a shoe. My heart contracts when I recognize the woman. Years before she got sick, Y/G/N was radiant. Although the photo is in black and white, I know for certain she is wearing her faithful orange sweater that was in rags by the time I came around. The photo reads: Alfred's revenge London 1965. My eyes well up with tears at the thought of her being so healthy. The image of how frail she looked in that hospice bed will forever be burned in my heart.

The next photo over shows Alfred, Grandma, and I at my first visit to Gotham. Freshly nine, Gotham was such an adventure. Driving into the city was... nothing short of magical. There may have been crime in every corner, but her stories brought much needed light into the city. My 9 year old self hadn't yet grown into herself. With cracked glasses I had broken moments prior and aggressively neon braces, my fashion had a long way to go. I was probably too big to go on Alfred's shoulders at that point, but he picked me up anyway for the walk around the city. The crowded boardwalk behind us sold the best deep fried oreos in Gotham city. A teenager at the time, Dick had convinced me that the secret ingredient was cocaine... As an adult looking at Gotham city, that joke may not be too far off.

The infamous smell of Alfred's baking grounds me to the present. Dickie isn't stealing my gameboy anymore. He's happily living in Bludhaven revamping their police force. Shit, I really need to call him back. How do you tell someone that if you talk about it there is no guarantee that the crying will ever stop?

It doesn't matter what he’s been saying. It's better to not burden him with this. I take a deep breath to avoid a breakdown. Cookies. Tea time. Glancing at my watch, I realize I'm five minutes late. Classic y/n.

Alfred's back is to me when I finally stumble into the kitchen. A mischievous grin emerges on my face as I creep closer making a conscious effort to silence my footsteps. Jason used to say that watching the two of us sneak up on each other was like watching a cheetah stalking its prey. Of course, Alfred always made it look so easy though. Halfway there....

Stirring a bowl of brownie batter by hand, he calls out to me.

"You've got to do a lot better than that if you want to sneak up on me."

I stifle a laugh throwing my hands up in surrender.

"Sorry Alfie.... Old habits die hard. You would not believe what happened to me today..."

Conversing with the older man fills a void, I have been missing. Telling him about life made everything less scary. If I can spin these horrifying events into a joke during tea time.. well I guess I can survive it.

Alfred isn't one to diverge intense grief, yet I will never forget how heartbroken he was when he explained how painful it was to talk to me. Although our features may be completely different, it was the mannerisms that hurt the most to see: the way I held my hands when I was nervous, the anxious laughter in stressful situations, the silly regency romance novels that sat on my bedside table, the intense hatred of the barren winter... My entire being has been shrouded by her love. For better or worse.

The first couple months, I could almost pretend she wasn't gone. Working two jobs while attending school doesn't give me much time to reflect. However, the holidays left an unspoken hollow void. The empty seat at dinner. The contact I would instinctively dial. The horrible sinking in my chest when I remembered the phone would ring forever.

At the beginning, I think we both pretended we were talking to her. Now as I cackle over his photo collection of Tim falling asleep in public places, I realize how much I love the man who was so important to her. This pain may always stay with me, but what is grief if not love persevering?

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francisofgotham1 · 9 months

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Bat Family is Multilingual

While that seems like an obvious observation, not enough people talk about it, either on this site on anywhere else. But yeah, the Bats are a polyglot household. And for those that grew up speaking more than one language, we all know the mayhem that brings.

You know the "spanglish" and "portenglish" that we create? It's on another level at the Wayne residence. Conversations switch languages every sentence, for their dialect of gibberish to anyone outside of it.

For example, the conversation goes: English -> Spanish -> Swahili -> Aramaic -> Mandarin -> Portuguese -> Patuá (Macanese Patois) -> Romani -> Navajo -> Kryptonian -> Coptic -> Arabic -> Doric Greek (Greek from Sparta) -> Griko (Greek dialect in Italy) -> Cherokee -> Vietnamese -> Nahuatl -> Hebrew -> Back to English

Also, they switch languages depending on what they're cooking and proceed to shout it across the kitchen. The loudest The Latin ones and Arabic.

Even sign language is multilingual. The family has their version of it (created by Cass, which uses more body language and movements that show things and feelings instead of words), but they switch between American, British, French, New Zealand, Irish, Brazilian, Maritime, Hong Kong, Inuit, Ka'apor, and even Plains Indian SL on the daily basis. It's so varied that for an outsider, it just looks like their gesturing half the time.

And honestly, I think it all started with an angry Bruce learning French and German from Alfred.

#batman #batfamily #bruce wayne #dc comics #stephanie brown #cassandra cain #jason todd #dick grayson #tim drake #batfamily fluff #polyglot #duke thomas #damian wayne #alfred pennyworth #the whole family is completely insane #I swear #I think they just grunt to each other during inter-superhero meetings just to fuck with them

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marshmallow---pillow · 2 months

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An attempt at drawing Jay from my fic Storge

#He's a good star ur honor #By popular request ( by that I mean maybe two people talking about it) I have given kid ak!Jay head pats #And a large hoodie #Jason bought it for him so he'd stop stealing his ( this will change nothing)#Jason “everyone clap for my kid alternate right now or I'm blowing this building up” Todd #arkham knight #arkhamverse #the arkham knight #batfam #red hood #batfamily #batman #batfamily fluff #jason todd #The Jasons

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tinkerbelle05 · 1 year

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Batfam as catshifters headcanons

You can blame this post for the brainriot I have

When shifting they occur either willingly or when the person is experiencing heightened emotions. When this happens to one of his kids, Bruce shifts and just engulfs them. Giving them all of the affection to help calm them down.

Cuddles are a MUST. It happens after family dinner where everyone’s bellies are full and they are getting tired. Once neither of them made it to the living room and just passed out in the hallway.

That picture, the bane to all of the kids’ existence, is hung on the wall of Bruce’s office. They all tried to get rid of it, but he just keeps replacing them. Why does he have so many copies of that one photo?!

There’s a room in the manor that is specifically dedicated for the bats when they are in their cat forms

When one of the kids have a nightmare, they go into Dick’s or Bruce’s room and just cuddle into their bodies.

Damien’s the type to scratch people who are strangers, Tim has the most scratches from Damien when he first came to live with them.

When Jason’s mad at Bruce, he would purposely knocks things off of his desk, whether he’s in human or cat form.

Dick likes jumping onto high places that cats or humans shouldn't be on. The most famous one is the chandelier but he has gotten into other places; fridges, cabinets, Bruce’s head when he was just a kitten.

Cass’s the type to just ignore your presence unless she wants something from you. Whether that’s food, headpats, or belly rubs. But normally she just chills with whoever’s in the same room as her.

Damien and Tim get into cat fights where everything’s on the table. Claws are out and teeth, anything that can cause harm, will be used.

Duke is seen as chill, by most people but he’s a gremlin just like his siblings. He likes to scare Bruce by hiding into small spaces (taught by Cass ofc) and gives Bruce heart attacks daily. But all Duke has to do is head butt Bruce on his legs and looks at Bruce with the sun hitting just right, and Bruce would fold.

Steph HATES taking a bath in cat form. She would whine and try her hardest to get out of it. Alfred has a tiny scratch on his arm that proves it.

Now with a part 2: Link

#batfam #bruce wayne #dick grayson #stephanie brown #cassandra wayne #jason todd #duke thomas #damian wayne #Batman #batfamily #batfamily fluff

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morgansunflower · 4 months

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Can't Run From Me 2/2

Requested by @blackswaninthegalaxy

Garfield Logan X Wayne! Al Ghul! Reader

Warnings:suggestive content, explicit language, angst.

Words:1388

Arthur's notes! Third P. O. V! Reader is Damian's full blood sister! Good mom Talia. Loosely based off of Beast Boy Loves Raven.

Alfred tries to find out where his grandchildren have gone to while they themselves try to stay safe.

Garfield gently massages Y/N's feet. She lets out relaxing groans and moans as he soothes her aching feet.

"please tell me you two are not doing anything that would scar me for my entire life in the living room!!" Damian shouts from his shared room with Rachel

Garfield erupted in a fit of laughter with Y/N. He leans over kissing her.

"it won't happen again!" Garfield lied

"Gar!" she scolded and slaps his head as he was still laughing "we weren't doing anything Dami!!" Y/N shouts to her brother.

Garfield calmed down in his laughter but still was consumed with joy. He sits beside her and gently rubs her bump that seemed to grow everyday.

Unintentionally again she seemed to be emotional as she begins to cry. He puts one of his arms under her neck and the other on her legs. He placed her in his lap and grabbed a blanket for them, that was draped over the couch..

She kisses him and then rest her head on his chest. He kisses her head. He knew that she missed her family and was worried for her mother.

"what do you think about a home birth?" he suggested hoping she would consider

She lifts her head to him unsure as she was almost asleep "what?

"sorry baby I didn't mean to wake you. We can talk about it when you're up for it" Garfield said kissing her forehead

"no this is something that's bothering you. I can tell. Talk to me Gar"

"I know we're safe together and I worry that going to a, hospital our location could be compromised.. If you are in labor with our babies.. Just hear me out. The safe house as a, mini hospital in the basement. We have the ultrasound equipment and if we need to.. Rachel's got her crazy powers to get us to a E. R in seconds.. Speaking of which I was considering asking her to be your midwife"

She smiled softly kissing him "thank you. I.. I want to"

"you do?" he asked wanting to make sure it was something she agreed with

"I do with all that there's something else I want to ask you"

......

Alfred watches his youngest granddaughter take the empty plate from the food he had just eaten. Thanks to his damn bloody bed rest...

"where are Damian and Y/N? Surely there back from there mission?" he asked knowing full and well he's being lied to.

"they uh... They should be in their rooms.. I'll tell them you want to see them!" Stephanie exclaimed about to leave the room

"now, wait just a minute.. Are you sure they are? I only ask because I cannot seem to receive a answer on my phone when I call them"

"that's.. Strange" she was nearly sweating trying not to break.

"indeed it is.."

Under any circumstances they will not tell Alfred. Bruce had ordered.

She sighed his eyebrow raised to her and she broke "ok! Don't panic but Y/N and Damian ran away from home. We can't find them anywhere and we have been looking for them-" she gasped covering her lips "your good" she said knowing that she was the one to crack.

Alfred's angered manifested. He, quickly moved his blanket to try and leave the bed. Stephanie ran off shouting code red. Bruce luckily just came home from work. He had heard Steph and rushed to his father. He sees Alfred's hand shaking as tried to push himself upward to sit up and eventually stand.

"Alfred! Stop it!" he demands helping him lay back down

"I am not made of glass boy!!" he shouts angered "why have you kept this from me as if I can do nothing to aid you in finding them"

"Alfred I need to know that you are safe! You are still recovering. You have to rest. You almost--" Bruce stammered his emotions trying to get the better of him

"alright I understand.. But if you wish me to live longer don't keep my eyes in the dark in regards to my family.. I could have had a heart attack"

"it won't happen again" Bruce promised him

...

The two couples sat together at the small dining room table just large enough for the four of them. Garfield and Y/N were preparing to ask Damian and Rachel two very important questions. One of which was already asked.

Rachel smiled softly "I will do everything I can to make sure you and your children, are taken care of"

"thank you Rachel" Y/N said grateful she had a trustworthy friend.

"I guess now that's settled we wanted to ask you both another question" Garfield said holding Y/N's hand

She squeezed his hand smiling to her brother and her best friend "we want you two to be our babies godparents"

.....

Talia's wrist were currently being bandaged by Bruce's gentle hands. They were sore and redden with blood from the cuff restraints. Slade had taken her captive but Bruce found her. Much to his worry he never found the children. He did not utter a, word after telling Talia their children were lost....

"if you wish to yell at, me for neglecting to keep an eye on them. Then you may" he bitterly said

"I don't blame you" Talia truthfully said

Bruce looked at her searching for a glimmer of a lie in her eyes.. But he couldn't...

"we'll find them" he promised

.....

Garfield was in tears as, sitting on the chair holding the twins. Damian gently placed his hand on his friend's shoulder. Rachel hugs her friend who was crying as she watched Garfield looking at their children in awe...

"are you okay Damian?" Rachel asked him

"shhh you'll wake them" he emotionally said

"you want to hold one Uncle Dami?" Garfield asked

Damian smiled softly taking his nephew from Garfield. He smiled softly to the little baby. He had Garfield's eyes and a small green steak in h/c hair. While his nephew had Y/N's e/c and brown hair with a small green streak.

....

Y/N was in the safe-house holding her twins in the hidden room. S/N and D/N were sleeping in the baby carriers strapped to her back. She held the weapon listening carefully.

Outside Garfield, Damian and Rachel were dealing with the league of assassin's. She listened as everything was silent. Her heart racing as she hears footsteps outside the room. She grips her weapon tightly...

She waited for a specific Morse-code knock... She listened hearing Garfield talking and then recognized a pair of voices

"where is my daughter?!" Talia demanded to Gar.. She had just been reunited with her son and was growing impatient to see, her daughter.

"I'm right here" she said to her mother as the the door opens

She looks seeing her mother with her father. Both her parents nearly gasps seeing their grandchildren and their daughter. Talia steps to her daughter. She remained silent looking to the two babies and then back at her daughter.

"they are beautiful" she smiled softly kissing her daughters forehead.

Bruce steps closer smiling softly as he looked at his grandchildren.. He touches the side of her daughters face. She began to cry as they both comfort her.

With both grandparents holding the children. Y/N hears her oldest two brothers. She runs to see both of them. Dick smiled softly hugging her.. He couldn't stop the tears that seep through his eyes down his face.

"I'm so glad you are OK! You are so never doing this to me again" he cried kissing his baby sisters head...

She squeezed her big brother "I won't"

She parts from Dick to then hug Jason. He protectively held onto her. He could hardly keep his tears contained. He focused on the fact that she is breathing and she's OK. Two things that had been truly haunting him..

She holds their hands "c'mon there two little ones I want you to meet"

#Garfield Logan X Wayne! Al Ghul! Reader #Garfield Logan X Reader #Pregnant! Reader #Twins #Damirae #batfamily fluff #damian wayne #bruce wayne #angst #batman #talia al ghul good #Good mom Talia #Fluff #Crying

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theofficialdailyplanet · 1 year

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#bruce wayne #batman #batfamily #batfamily texts #batfamily social media au #batfamily fluff #batfam tag #shaza edit #shaza post

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caramel----comforter · 3 months

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Hello! I'm Caramel. Pronouns: They/Them. I love reading and writing fanfiction. Hurt/comfort, Fluff, and Angst are my favorite things. Ask box and DMs are always open! I could always use some more friends!

I love DC. Jason Todd is my favorite character to write about! ESPECIALLY Arkham Knight Jason Todd.

My ao3

#whump #fluff and angst #fluff #domestic fluff #batman #jason todd #red hood #arkham knight #arkhamverse #fanfic #jason todd fanfiction #jason todd angst #jason todd whump #jason todd fluff #Batfamily fluff

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confused-wanderer · 1 year

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We all know Damian’s not one for physical or verbal affection. So I raise you: drawings

Drawings and paintings are the easiest way inside Damian’s mind. The more angry or disturbed he is, the more details the drawing is and the palette depends on the emotion. Fear? Bright lights with one pitch black spot. Anxious? A mixture of dark and light colours.

No matter what he draws, the batfam always looks for how detailed it is. On days he’s happy or content the drawing looks a bit abstract, like too many ideas were flowing and he didn’t mind making a mess (not having a specific direction) of his drawing.

But it’s also how he shows affection.

On Dicks birthday he once painted the entire circus along with a little dick laughing and swinging on the trapeze with his parents with the crew doing their acts and the animals having fun.

That was the first indication Dick had of Damian’s change in behaviour that showed him he was willing to open up, to care and change…even if it took time.

Jason found a particularly striking portrait of his favourite scene from a book, painted with a magnificent splendour with every detail and symbolism present, with the characters drawn just as he’d imagined. It’s so beautiful he hangs it in one of his most visited safe houses, and it isn’t until later when he realises it could have been the reason Damian stole his favourite book which contained notes on each scene.

Alfred catches a glimpse of Damian painting something he insists is for Bruce’s eyes only, but the palette was a mixture of bright colours.

Only on his parents death anniversary, when all his siblings are in town and sitting in a room with Bruce when he taps on Dick, Jason and Steph’s shoulders and asks them to come with him. They’re hesitant at first but the vulnerability in his eyes finally wins them over.

Damian knows how to draw, but not how to present, especially when everyone’s watching and he doesn’t know how they’ll react, or rather how Bruce would.

So they help him figure out how he wants to show Bruce, and on his request together take the painting and unveil it in front of Bruce when they’re all standing on the Balcony.

It’s a picture of the entire family, with all the newest members and in the background homages of their superhero identities, along with Easter eggs for poison ivy, Harley, the justice league and so many others.

But in the centre was Bruce, standing in the centre of his parents and all the other members in order from oldest to youngest, surrounding him.

It was the first time Damian learnt that tears aren’t always a bad thing.

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apocalypse-shuffle · 1 year

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JASON TODD | BATFAMILY

｡ﾟﾟ･｡･ﾟﾟ｡ﾟ。 MEET THE BATS

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(pic source: utrh, batman&robin, batgirl)

⸜❤︎⸝‍

Jason’s just gotten serious with the Reader when one after the other the Bats (+ friends) find out she exists and - despite Jason’s best efforts - take it upon themselves to start welcoming her into the family.

Cue varying levels of absurdity of course.

❝ “It’s cool, I’m not going anywhere.”

“If you say so,” he hums, hands coming up to rub up and down your forearms. He turns to press a kiss into your palm.

“I do say so[...]” ❞

Jason Todd x Black!Female!Reader and Jason Todd & The Batfamily

“Reaction Time” Reader is introduced to the first of her new boyfriend’s extended family. (SFW, fem!reader, ft.Damian)

“Blind Spot” not here yet

“Home Visit” not here yet

⸜❤︎⸝‍

Series Status: Ongoing

⸜❤︎⸝‍

(pic source: batman&the signal, robin)

WARNINGS: SFW, (mostly) referenced canon typical action, Reader & Jason are dating, cursing?, fanon leaning depictions of the batfamily, cursing(?)

DISCLAIMER: I don’t own any of the dc characters; just the original parts of the story I’ve written around them.

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sillyak · 2 years

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Damian is just baby and occasionally the bat family sees him as baby too. Some images of the bat family members carrying Damian once he falls asleep.

+ Bonus (Tim, Cass and Duke with Damian + full page)

#art #fanart #dc #batman #batfamily #damian wayne #jason todd #dick grayson #cassandra cain #duke thomas #tim drake #fluff #batfamily fluff #damian wayne fluff #my art

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cacuilustra · 1 year

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#art #design #illustration #procreate #fanart #ilustracaodigital #ilustração #procreateartist #procreatedrawing #dc comics art #dc comics fanart #dcmultiverse #dc fanart #dc #batfamily #batfamily fluff #batfamily fanart #damian wayne

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babyyoda234 · 4 months

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Alfred’s extra help

Batfamily x new maid part 1

The past couple years haven't been kind to Alfred. Although, he would never admit it... His years have slowly been catching up with him. After a recent attack on the household, Alfred took it upon himself to hire some extra part time help during the school year. The new help just so happened to be a college band kid in desperate need of money. This is how it went.

Jason:

It was the little things, Jason had decided, that made the family enjoy the extra addition to the household. The faint singing that could be heard three doors down as she made her usual morning rounds. Dusting. Bleaching . Sweeping. It didn't matter what she was doing: music always played in her head. If you were lucky, sometimes you'd get to hear it too.

Alfred:

Monday Mornings were Alfred's favorite. After a long weekend of dealing with super-powered vigilantism, Alfred looked forward to the way she would clock into Wayne Manor with shy grin. It didn't take much prompting to get a play by play of how the Gotham U football game went. The Batfamily had never considered her being targeted by Batman's Rogue Gallery until Halftime was interrupted by the Joker emerging from a comically large birthday cake. When reinforcements arrived, they were shocked to discover the entire Color Guard beating the Joker senseless with their wooden rifles. To any outsider, this would have appeared to be part of the choreography with the way each guard member chanted "5,6,7,8 SLAM DOWN."

Y/N couldn't figure out why Nightwing, Red Hood, and Red Robin had all come to check on her until Monday morning when the door opened to reveal a hallway full of smiling Wayne's. Even Damian couldn't help, but give her a hug... after an intense lecture on how dangerous the Clown Prince of Crime was.

Even more confusing was the way Damien's older brother, Jason, would always end up forgetting something at the manor when she worked. After chatting for a couple hours, she would say her goodbyes and silently acknowledge the fact he left empty handed... again.

Damien:

Damien admired the dedication on display. In the early morning mist when she thought nobody was awake, the wooden rifle would make an appearance. With the kitchen wiped down and the oven on self cleaning, all there was to do was wait. Damien admired her resilience when practicing rifle. Each brutal slap of the wood and metal on skin had to be painful, but she never complained when the bruises littered up and down her forearms. She was radiant. In her element, it was easy to get distracted by the crisp rotations on display. One day, he hoped she would feel comfortable enough to show him a few tricks... until then he enjoyed his early morning performances.

Dick:

Dick had warned her against working for Bruce from the beginning. The Bats mood swings could drain even the sweetest of souls. The relentless pursuit of a better Gotham has always been tainted by the blood of those lost. Bruce Wayne was not always known as the nicest guy to work for. Yet, after years of witnessing the tragedies of Gotham... Dick couldn't help, but notice the way her eyes shone with excitement whenever they would visit a new part of the city. The alley Scarecrow tested his fear toxin for the first time now is littered with book shops, ice cream parlors, diners, etc. In every area seeped with trauma, a fresh perspective forms. The quiet formality that he had grown accustomed to growing up in the Manor faded away. It was a nice change.

Tim:

Tim didn't even notice there was a change in the household until he stumbled into her conversation with Jason for the 3rd time that week. Typically, her shift would have been over at 3pm, but since her classes had been canceled that day she had worked overtime. With Jason's sudden reappearance after months of no contact, Tim took note of the way his older brother's voice deepened ever so slightly whenever she was in the room. Or how during Saturday night patrol they always managed to spot Red Hood "doing business" on a building close enough to the stadium to watch halftime. If anybody questioned it, Jason would have fiercely denied any interest claiming that he was merely "watching out for the Joker".

Tim mostly minded his business whenever she was working. His night life tended to consume most of his waking time, so if he got sleep (big if) he tended to wake up hours after she left. Mostly he appreciated the cute little animals she would make out of the groceries that week. One day, he opened the fridge to a cheese ball that looked like a turkey. Two olives made the eyes and each of the turkeys feathers were made out of crackers. His favorite had to be when she made a Robin out of Bell peppers and Grapes. Tim had left his sketchbook out the night before flipped to that exact drawing. After she had cleaned the kitchen, she left the treat along with a note explaining how beautiful she thought the drawing was.

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