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groovyace · 3 days
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sick/upset dick grayson ft anyone of family taking care of him maybe, please? I love your art so fucking much btw, i swear, every time i see it i physically vibrate out of my skin
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Anon you are literally too sweet. I hope u can stay inside ur skin when u see this tho ‼️😭
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radiosummons · 10 months
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"I mean, yeah, he's clearly mentally ill. But you gotta admit it's a little charming watching him walk around pretending like he's not."
Clark roasting defending Bruce at some point, I'm sure.
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frownyalfred · 2 years
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My partner doesn’t read fic but I just explained the entire plot of Dead Man’s Party to her and now we would like to know: do you have headcanons for the Bats’ Hebrew names?
I don’t actually! I’ve always hc’d Bruce’s as being Baruch (Hebrew: בָּרוּךְ‎) but haven’t stopped to think about the others.
I think Yaakov fits Jason really well — not just because it’s another J-name, but because Yaakov wrestled with something life changing (wink wink) and came back with a new name and a changed destiny.
As for the others, I would have to noodle a little longer.
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enak-s · 1 year
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I monch on abusive Bruce content spreading on main from last night but suddenly I crave violently protective parent Bruce as well 😭 like, can you imagine him realizing his 15 or so yo ward is missing when they went to some snobbish charity gala and Bruce got too distractes with people and then he finds him pressed to the wall behind bathrooms by drunken perv?? Dick's pupils bliwn wide, his head lolling uselesslly even though he's trying to fight whatever he was drugged with, his brave boy? just Bruce in absolute blind rage feeling murderous
Tbh I hc that so many of things like that happend to Dick and not others because on Dick Bruce was learning how to parent in general and that kids, no matter how brave and strong, need protection at all cost + with every new kid there was another big sibling to protect them
ANON I LOVE YOUUUUUUU
God YES to all of this! Bruce beating the guy to a PULP, not caring about his image. Bruce being suddenly reminded how he could lose Dick, in any way. Bruce trying to comfort Dick but failing miserably because he doesn't know how to comfort a child. Bruce feeling guilty over how he raised Dick and vowing not to commit the same mistakes with the others. Bruce being obsessively protective of Dick because he always feels like he is not doing enough.
I think they would def have a very strained relationship as Dick becomes older and starts wanting to be his own hero, because Bruce is overprotective and refuses to let him out of sight while also regularly pushing him away from the whole hero thing in an attempt to protect him. They would def reconcile when Dick becomes an adult, in part because Dick has his own life now but also because Bruce is getting better at being a parent.
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blughxreader · 1 year
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hi! i dont think i can ever get enough of yan! platonic! Batfam 🥲 can i get a neglected reader who has successfully escaped, only to come back to gotham by some unprecedented causes a few years later? i have plans to write a fic like this and want some inspiration (and to fill the yandere batfam tag)
Platonic Yandere!Bruce, Dick, Jason with a darling who escaped and returned to Gotham
Headcanons, WC: 1,048
Notes: SORRY THIS TOOK SO LONG! This ask is five months old lol. I had to cut out the baby boys to finish </3 If I can come up with ideas for Damian and Tim then I'll add to it.
Bruce
The weight of Bruce’s mistakes hangs over his head every day, but his mistakes with you are by-far the heaviest.
He should have appreciated you more. He should have told you what you meant to him. Instead, he let you feel invisible. It kills him.
When you’re spotted in Gotham years later, he can hardly believe it.
He’ll drop everything and go straight to you, deploying all the boys to ensure you don’t slip away. If it’s daytime, Bruce Wayne will make a rare appearance and corner you with paparazzi, and if it’s nighttime, then Batman will swipe you off the streets before you can cry out.
He’ll forgive every outburst you give. You’re furious and he understands—he considers your anger entirely his fault so he’ll give you a lot of slack.
Bruce will drown you in gifts. Because Batman takes up so much time (and it was lack of attention that drove you away in the first place) he’ll try every means at demonstrating his love. Gifts, vacation homes, front row seats to events (with strict supervision).
This version of Bruce would keep you under 50 cameras and a body guard at all times, but he’s also very conscious of your mental health. Where he’d be able to guiltlessly lock you up forever if he hasn’t neglected you, he can’t in this timeline. Your life would be heavily supervised, but you’d also get a lot of perks.
He would make a routine with you.
Every morning, he’d eat breakfast with you, and every Friday would be a special dinner with just the two of you. His hours are valuable so it means a lot for him to carve out the time just for you.
Dick Grayson
Dick prides himself on his strong leadership and generosity. Ask anyone whose ever met Dick to describe him, and they could list pages of positive traits. So it's a wonder how you, his precious little darling, managed to be overlooked by him.
Guilt literally eats him alive. Dick begins to second-guess every interaction with you, going over all clues he might have missed. He throws himself into the investigation looking for you, investigating every single fact you've ever mentioned about yourself.
When you finally return, he's dead-set on making up for lost time.
Dick wouldn’t approve of your reasoning for leaving. You should have told him--should have insisted on being heard--instead of leaving. He feels terrible that you were neglected, but he feels worse knowing that you’d rather be thrown to the wolves than seek their help.
It's a steep learning curve for him to realize you're not the lonely child you once were, but instead a bitter, jaded young adult who confides in only themself.
Dick drowns you in attention. He tries forcing your innocence back, not accepting your refusals and anger. You're still so young, and even if the sparkling child-like hope is missing from your eyes, Dick still believes he can make things right.
Family bonding time is a must. He arranges play-time with you and Damian. He insists on Sunday movie nights. He learns how to cook new dishes with you and Alfred. He will keep you busy.
These activities are only a surface solution for a deeper problem. Fundamentally, you've changed, and Dick knows this. He has no idea how to treat you now, so he resorts to what he does know--your childhood he missed out on.
Jason Todd
Jason is particularly torn. He knows what its like to feel abandoned, yet he realized too late that he was the perpetrator.
When you are finally back in the arms of the Batfamily, Jason has no idea what role to take in your life. He sees you turning down the family when they offer love and he doesn't know if his heart could take your rejection.
Jason is stand-offish. Playing the role of "tough older brother" doesn't bode well, so he needs time to rework his philosophy on handling siblings.
Instead, he does your bidding. He would help fix whatever unprecedented reasons that led you to return to Gotham, no questions asked. If you need to pass a letter on to a friend, Jason is your guy. His regular possessive yandere tendencies are hampered by his guilt, so he'll be very lenient with you as long as it's nothing dangerous.
The fact that you escape and survived by yourself cast you into a new light in Jason’s eyes. He thinks you’re impressive, dependable, capable. He wonders how he didn’t see it sooner.
That being said—you’re his little sibling. You shouldn’t have to be so strong, and Jason wants to ensure you’ll never have another reason to protect yourself.
He hopes that over time, you'll trust him. He wants to be able to sit with you and talk about whatever is on your mind, to be able to hug you as he leaves for work, and to send you off to bed when it's late.
But right now, you need space. He'll let you heal, and he'll take whatever anger you give him. Because he knows that this is the only way you'll let him into your life again.
Bonus: Y/N
Considering Y/N was clever enough to escape the Waynes while also having the willpower to return to Gotham shows that they’re intelligent, good-hearted, and forged from steel.
They probably rank somewhere between lawful-good to chaotic-neutral. (A lawful-neutral would be infuriated by the Waynes’ underhanded tactics, and probably wouldn’t return to Gotham.)
Y/N is done yearning for attention (or, if they were originally kidnapped, done with playing nice), so they’re immune to the Batfam’s manipulation.
Upon first glance at the Batfam after all those years, they’d immediately go fight or flight. Y/N would pull every dirty trick in the book to escape, and would be as hateful as possible to kill any affection they have for them.
After being kidnapped, Y/N gets very good at playing mind games and deflecting their submission tactics. They’d be able to manipulate the household like a giant game of chess.
Y/N’s only weakness is the child inside of them that still cries for their family’s approval.
The conflict revolves around how the Batfam can extort this weakness vs. how well Y/N can stay true to their values.
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zacksnydered · 2 years
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Alfred has had enough of it.  Superman/Batman : Lil Leaguers Writer: Michael Green Artist: Rafael Albaquerque
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just-an-enby-lemon · 2 years
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Final Gothan Psycology Student Post:
First things first. I'M ALIVE. YAY. I just got out of the hospital last week. I did broke some bones (mostly ribs) though and got a concussion and joker gass exposition and developed chronic pain thanks to a huge knee injure. But hey. At least I don't have college debt anymore. So victory.
So my teacher truly wasn't a supervilan, he just lived in a small city without super villans (must be cool). That being said: he almost killed us all. The whole Arkham project was a Joker plan.
Fortunally only a small class of twenty-eight students and two professors and 3 doctors (is seems big but belive me is not) were invoved. We were taken hostage inside the Arkham ajd made part of a series of disturbing games played against the Bats. I can't say exactaly what happened after it in parts cause I don't remember much and in parts cause it's part of an ongoing investigation, but it was very ugly.
While fortunally me and my friends surived, that wasn't the case for everyone, five students and one doctor died and both professors are in critical condicion. All the other people involved suffered different levels of injury.
The college firstly tried to put the blame into our Social Psycollogy professor as the whole project was his idea and the guy is in no condicion to defend himself. But new information bringed by an anonymous fount (it was Red Robin, we all know it was Red Robin) proved that the whole ordeal was orchestrade by a board member and the teacher was coerced into participation. Honestly even if it wasn't the case he didn't know about how Gothan worked and did sucefully mental institutions for criminals sucefull works in the past and so the fact that the board greenlighted is way more telling in my opinion.
So the college send us all monetary compensation and full scholarships for the rest of our academic years including give back the money we already paid. So yeah no college debt. Uhu. Most of the money was used for medical procedures (though some of it was covered by the Wayne Health Program to Supervilan Victims) and on my case for a mastec. I don't belive this is enough for the people who lost their lifes in the ordeal, but honestly this being Gotham is a surprise they even compensated us at all.
Anyway I want to thank the people who sended concern mensages, my very supportive friends and family members, the Bats (I would've being soo dead if wasn't for Robin) and weirdly enougth the Riddler was if it wasn't for him caring about my interest in improve my riddle solve habilities and possibly using the chaos to change the side of Two-Face coin so we could continue the conventation I wouldn't made it (besides I now know for a fact he has a secret tumblr so he will see this mensage so thanks again Eddie).
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Bat Boys on Valentines Day
Dick Grayson
* Made reservations a month ago
* Cross-checked the regular menu and seasonal menu to make sure there were things you’d like and conformed to your dietary preferences
* Surprises you with flowers and a big ticket high-fashion item like a Luis Vuitton bag or a pair of shoes
* When he hands it over the shocked look on your face makes him smile.
* You shower him with kisses in a second.
* “I” *kiss* “love” *kiss* “you” *kiss* “so” *kiss* “much!”
* He laughs at the ticklish feeling and kisses you back when it’s over.
* “No, I love you so much.”
Jason Todd
* He hates crowds and decides to make you a nice pleasant meal at home.
* He decided the menu over a month ago, a full four course meal with curated cocktails, wine and ambiance.
* He ‘borrows’ some fine dining dishes from the manor and sets the table up with candles and a bouquet of flowers.
* “Do you like it?” He asks, nervous and afraid—he cooks for himself all the time but cooking for you makes him afraid beyond belief
* What if you don’t like it? What if you have a secret allergy? What if you never want to talk to him again because he didn’t take you out like a traditional date?
* “I love it! The risotto is so good and, are these truffles?”
* Afterwards he gives you some books he knows you want or that you would like and pressed flower bookmarks that he made himself.
* “Jason Todd, you are my entire heart.”
Tim Drake
* He forgets.
* “I thought Valentine’s Day was always on Thursday!” He shrieks, flipping through the phone book for any restaurant that’ll take you.
* “That’s Thanksgiving Tim.”
* But it’s okay—
* “Shit, you think dominos will still deliver today?” You shout from the other side of the room.
* —because you forgot too.
* You have pizza in bed while watching movies and cuddling.
* “This isn’t the worst right?” He asks.
* “Any day with quality time with you is a good day.” You mumble after a yawn, cuddling into his chest as he flushed bright pink.
Duke Thomas
* Classic Dinner and a Movie
* You guys haven’t been dating for long so he doesn’t want to scare you off with anything intense.
* You end up goofing around too long at the arcade connected to the movie theatre and missing your reservation slot.
* You end up getting soft pretzels and sitting by the lake.
* “Honestly, I think this is way better than eating at a French restaurant.”
* He laughs, “any time with you is a good one.”
Damian Waybe
* It’s a three person date — You, Damian, and Titus.
* You go for a walk around the lake, playing with Titus and jokingly splashing each other, and then a picnic on the grassy bluff above.
* “It’s pretty quiet today, huh?”
* “Everyone’s probably at the new french restaurant downtown.” He holds out a dipped strawberry for you which you bite into.
* “The one you can pronounce?”
* You laugh at his frown, pressing a kiss to his cheek, only to laugh again when Titus nudges you with his nose and places his head in your lap with a wagging tag.
* “Of course I didn’t forget you, kisses for Titus too!”
Bonus:
Bruce Wayne
* Wines and dines and sixty-nines you
* He’s probably got a standing reservation at the best restaurant in the city on account of the fact that he’s richer than god
* Gets a private room or balcony that overlooks the city so you have privacy but also the glitz and glam of a night out
* Already called ahead of time and got the chef to make your favorite dinner—just for you
* As a gift he gives you six orgasms in a row a cute little diamond accessory with his initial in gold.
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trafficlightchild · 3 months
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PTA Dilf!Bruce Waybe canon
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januariat · 4 months
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What Dad (c) things has Bruce Waybe done that the bat kids have noticed? The sneeze-so-loud-it-spookes-them-and-enemies-away ? The im-only-resting-my-eyes-not-sleeping-couch-sit ? Even elite Gothamite Bruce Wayne is not immune to the Dad-ism developing the more of them appear in the Manor.
(Also: how much more dad does he become whenever Clark comes around/stay?)
i think dick catches him watching TV while standing w his hands behind his back exactly once, and never lets him live it down 😂
once clark comes around he becomes more relaxed and happy around the house, and thus softer and more dadlike! he's more likely to fall asleep on clark's shoulder while they're watching something in the sitting room, for example.
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animemangasoul · 2 years
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renewing the renewal
Summery: Bruce takes up his CEO crown and has a weird kid by the name of Tim Draper cheerfully helping him along the way.
Or, in which Bruce is so not prepared for his son from alternate universe being obsessed with keeping him safe and making sure he develops healthy life habits even as he himself has non of those.
Chapter: 1/?
Going back to Wayne Enterprise had been his choice. Righting his father's wrongs. Fixing his parents legacy. Bringing Gotham hope outside of the cape. It had all been his choice and yet.
Adjusting his sunglasses, Bruce sighed. With the throbbing headache threatening to burst out of his skull and with every bruise marring his body screaming each time he moved wrong, the young billionaire was now regretting taking this sudden leap in career choice. Sure punching criminals at night hadn't yielded the exact result he needed; Bruce shuddered thinking of the Riddle and how that path to vengeance had turned out, but Wayne Enterprise? Being a CEO? Was this really something he wanted to do? Something he could do?
"Mr. Wayne, are you alright?"
Biting back a wince and adjusting his sunglasses again, Bruce let out a soft grunt of acknowledgement. "Of course, Ms. Pierce. Lead the way."
The chirpy secretary gave him a bright smile and waved her hand at the double door across the hall. "Your tour is coming to an end Mr. Waybe because we are finally here!"
"Where?"
Ms. Pierce smile grew two inch wider and Bruce would be disturbed by that nature defying action if he wasn't already dead on his feet and too exhausted to pay this creepy woman any more attention than the simple action of nodding along. "Your office of course," she said, voice sing-songy and excited. Bruce bit back the nausea that came with trying not to grab at his head.
God why hadn't he double dosed on those painkillers?
And… turning around to stare at the giant mahogany doors, Bruce heart twinged at not even recognizing his father's office at first site. How long had it been for him to feel so alienated in a space he used to run around in as a child?
"Thank you Ms. Piece," he said, stepping past the young secretary and making his way down the hall. "I appreciate the tour but I believe it is time that I get to work."
"You are welcome Mr. Wayne," the brunette chirped behind him but much to Bruce's charging her click clacking footsteps did not seem to fadeaway but instead appeared to come closer as the woman apparently had decided to follow him all the way to his office. 'Great,' he thought. 'Fantastic. There goes any chance at getting a small nap in.'
Before he could reach for the door, Ms. Piece was there like a summoned demon, catching him by surprise and throwing upon the door in a flurry of motions befitting someone putting on a show. "Welcome to Wayne Enterprise, Mr. Wayne," she exclaimed, smiling at him even wider.
Bruce gave himself a silent pat on the back for not flinching or throwing up at the unexpected motion. God, maybe deciding to come back today of all days; being paraded around for nearly an hour and half. Meeting every personal worth any notice and being drilled with every piece of intel he'd missed out on for the past 20 years was not such a good idea. Especially after going toe to toe with the criminal underworld of Gotham when he'd accidentally stumbled upon a weapons deal during his patrol. Yeah, maybe this was not such a good idea.
"Mr. Wayne," an unfamiliar voice, distinctly unchirpy, broke through Bruce's hazy mind. "It's a pleasure to finally meet you, sir."
Bruce blinked.
There, right in front of him stood a kid. Probably no older than fifteen, staring up at him with an unreadable expression. Hair dark long and pulled up in an elegant ponytail. Body dressed in an ill-fitted suit and left hand clutching a folder while the right held onto an elegant wooden cane.
Bruce blinked again. "Excuse me?" What was a kid doing here, in is father's office?
"Um, didn't Ms. Pierce---" the kid seemed equally confused now, eyes flittering between him and the oblivious Ms. Pierce who appeared to be content running around the office cleaning up nonexistent dirt on his father's desk. "I…" the kid trailed off.
"Ms. Pierce," Bruce sighed. "Who is this?"
His secretary only offered him a brief look over her shoulder before going back to rearranging the bookshelves. "Your assistant of course," she said. "Timothy Draper. Brilliant young man he is. You will love him."
Said young man or more accurately young boy grinned up at him; eyes alight with emotions too deep and too confusing for Bruce to decipher. "Nice to meet you Mr. Wayne."
No, just no. He was not doing this.
Bruce should have never let Alfred encourage him into coming back so soon. He should have just stuck to punching criminals in dark, dirty Gotham back-alleys.
"Mr. Wayne?"
Taking off his sunglasses, folding them up carefully and then sticking them equally as carefully into the front pocket of his coat. Bruce finally reached out to grab the extended hand the kid had offered after he scrambled to stuff the folder he'd been holding under his elbow. The kid had been on the way to awkwardly drop it but Bruce reaching for it now made the kid freeze and they were momentarily caught in a moment where the kid was retreating while Bruce was coming forward and well….yeah.
"Pleasure is all mine, Mr. Draper," Bruce said softly, brutely beating the awkwardness back by firmly grabbing for the lifeless hand and shaking it twice before releasing it; mind briefly stuttering on the details of those callus palms and scar ridden knuckles. 'Kid must come from the streets,' he thought with hint of regret. 'Maybe if I'd checked upon the Renewal Mr. Draper wouldn't have---
But those were dangerous thoughts and Bruce was loathe to let himself spiral like that again. Last time had been ugly and coming back to sobbing into Alfred's arms as the old butler cradled him against his chest was not something he wished to repeat. He could only fix his mistakes by moving forward. No reason to dwell on the past.
"Tell me Mr. Draper," he asked, staring the kid in the eyes; taking in the pale skin, the two bright blue eyes and the hunched over figure and overly friendly smile. "Why are you here? I don't know much about business but I'm quite sure children are not hired as assistant to the CEO?"
That unreadable thing flashed through the kid's eyes again; too quick for Bruce to grab a hold off, cut up and examine, before his expression warmed and his lips quirked up once more. "I'm excellent at what I do Mr. Wayne," he said. "And I've already graduated from collage and I have worked for Wayne Enterprise for the past 8 months so while I may not look it, believe me, I am quite qualified for my position."
Resisting the skepticism that threatened to crease his brows, Bruce stared the kid down, silently impressed with the boy didn't budge. "How old are you Mr. Draper?"
"Nineteen," the kid answered.
Oh…. so not a child child then. Hell, Bruce only had eight years on this kid. He looked fifteen! Who'd starved him?!
"Nineteen?"
"Yes."
"Are you sure?"
"Huh?
Had he actually asked that out loud? Bruce could have slapped himself. What a stupid question. And by the look of Ms. Pierce's stiff back and the baffled expression on the kid's face they thought so as well.
Coughing awkwardly, Bruce made his way into the office, avoiding the kid's gaze and making his way over to his father's old desk to gently guide Ms. Pierce out of the office; desperately needing something to do after that ridiculous question. "Well then," he said. "I guess I best get back to work. Thank you for your hard work today Ms. Pierce. I got things from here." With that he pushed her out of the room, closed the door behind him and sighed loudly.
"Rough day?"
Opening his eyes where he'd briefly closed them, Bruce met Mr. Draper's strangely understanding gaze. "Yeah," he said. "You could say that.
"I'm sorry to say it won't get any better Mr. Wayne."
"Can't say I'm surprised," he muttered.
Draper grinned, eyes crinkling at the corners and Bruce found himself almost returning it. Almost.
It would be a long day indeed but his new assistant didn't seem half bad and now that he'd gotten rid of Ms. Pierce, maybe he could finally give his brain some rest from all that chipper and start focusing on fixing his father's mistakes and restoring his family name.
Yeah, this was the start of something new. A renewal of a renewal even.
Gotham would see a new chapter of the Wayne name and Bruce was going to make it count for something this time.
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carnival-of-carnage · 7 months
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Oh! Hello Mr. Waybe, Beatrice Luna Reden, pleasure to meet you! And. . I am glad you are good-Swap!Bibi
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Pleasure to meet you too, Miss Reden. -Bruce
He don’t talk much I’m tryin to get him to talk more. Batty just get chatty goddamnit!!! -Harley
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frownyalfred · 2 years
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what do you mean Alfred wasn’t the secret third person in Martha and Thomas’ polycule
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wvsteria · 1 year
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@mvrblxghcsts​: Bruce Waybe is a 10 but he tends to pick co-workers from the younger end of the age pool too often...
he has no words
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{ SEND “THEY’RE ’S A 10, BUT..” AND FILL IN THE REST TO CALL OUT MY MUSE! }
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melina-mellow · 2 years
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Yes.
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the-broken-truth · 2 years
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Yesss yess ok I hope I am not to late my friend told me you requested are open. And I am in a middle of a huge test but don't care it worth it.
Yandere Batman Nightwing Red hood red Robin and older damin x baby half dragon reader where the reader is DNA mix with a actually dragon and how they raise her and how they whole family some how don't age anymore. And they found her in a lab
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The Dark Knight and his Family have faced things that seemed to be out of this world and wondered if this night was going to be a normal night when they got news of a Geneticist getting their hands on samples of DNA that was red-flagged. The Batman and his Batboys rushed off to stop them from making any more Meta-Humans to rob the people of Gotham...but what they found in that place was something out of a fantasy.
Sitting in an egg-shaped incubator was a humanoid figure with greyish scales, large wings that curled around them, a long tail, as well as a set of horns that rested on their hairline.
Batman looked at the infant in the egg-shaped machine with wide eyes while his sons looked around the room: Damian looked through a file called 'Project Draco: Combining Dragon DNA with Human Genetic Code'; this confirmed that the creature in the machine was mixed with the blood of an ancient beast.
Jason and Dick looked through the supercomputer for even more information about Project Draco and found that when this child was around the age of 18-21, they were going to be able to turn into a massive dragon at will but it wasn't gonna be sure if they were gonna turn back or be able to control the beast; but Bruce was gonna make sure.
Batman sent the incubator in 'Traveling Mode' before collecting the machine in his arms - leaving his sons to arrest the geneticist and capturing all of the information on [Reader] before deleting all the data so that no one else would be able to take it and use it again.
At the Batcave, Bruce and his son worked on making a new section in the cave for training. It would be weeks before [Reader] woke up in the egg and began flapping their wings - Bruce began teaching [Reader] who to speak and be human before they grew to decent ages and the dragon training began.
Damian would teach [Reader] to use their claws as weapons and their scales as defensive guards.
When flying, Jason would shoot rubber bullets at [Reader] to teach them how to dodge in mid-air in the heat of combat.
Nightwing taught [Reader] how to use the staff and taught them about teaching along with Oracle so that they knew just what to watch out for if there was a bomb nearby and how to sniff it out with their senses.
Everyone in the Batfamily loves their Dragonoid Sibling and would do anything to keep the world's dragon safe and happy...and most importantly - with them.
[End]
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