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Having a crush on someone is nice until you start losing your mind.
Peter trying to open up to the Batfamily while hiding that he is Spider-Man by saying increasingly incriminating shit like:
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“I mean,” Peter said with a shrug, “I used to sell pictures of myself for money. Maybe I should do it again.”
Tim nearly choked on his drink.
Steph blinked. “...What kind of pictures?”
Peter snorted. “The kind people paid stupid amounts for if I got caught in the middle of things.”
Duke’s eyes widened in horror.
Peter kept going, blissfully unaware.
“I mean, it wasn’t THAT bad. My... uh... sponsor made sure I was taken care of.”
Tim stared. “Your… sponsor.”
“Yeah,” Peter said casually. “Found me when I was fourteen.”
Dick’s voice exploded through the still-active phone call Tim had forgotten to hang up.
“WHAT.”
“Honestly, he kinda ghosted me after he was done with me though.”
Steph made a strangled noise somewhere between sympathy and fury.
Duke looked physically ill.
“To be fair,” Peter continued, “I DID crash his—”
He stopped.
“...Uh. I mean, I was involved in a plane crash. Uh. His plane.” Peter rubbed the back of his neck awkwardly. “He felt bad afterward and offered me a deal which i turned down?”
“What kind of deal?” Duke whispered.
Peter froze for a second too long before replying, “...An internship?”
Nobody believed him.
Not even remotely.
“After he died I spiraled a little,” Peter continued quietly. “Trusted the wrong guy.”
Tim’s stomach dropped.
Peter rubbed at his face tiredly.
“And then he uploaded a video of me to the internet.”
Jason’s voice immediately cut through Dick’s phone speaker, where he had been listening in on.
“HE WHAT?”
Steph slapped both hands over her mouth.
Duke looked ready to commit murder.
Tim had gone eerily still in the way Bruce usually did.
Peter noticed the silence and finally started looking uncertain.
Determining he should probably just finish the story, he continued, “I tried to fix it, but I screwed everything up and lost everyone.”
The room fell into horrified silence.
Peter looked around. Realized far too late that he had completely obliterated the mood. And promptly panicked.
“ANYWAY,” he announced way too loudly, “I’m broke again. Maybe I should start selling pics again, hahaha—”
“ABSOLUTELY NOT,” Duke said instantly.
“No,” Tim agreed immediately.
Somewhere on the other end of the line, Dick had gone suspiciously quiet with a darkened expression over his face that spelt trouble for the people that hurt his family, and Jason didn't feel like stopping him anytime soon.
And Peter....
Well, let's just say, maybe it might have been better for him if they found out he was Spider-Man.
would you write yandere batfamily x neglected Namir Shaaban! Reader. The neglected brother/son they never noticed when he left the manor at the age of 18 and now He's a world-famous dancer known for his androgynous beauty, and later becomes a soldier for the Egyptian government.The Batfamily doesn't realize this until they see Altair perform on TV and recognize him.
And what's even better and more satisfying? Reader doesn't care about them or anything, and they can't get him back either. First, because he wouldn't let them, and second, because he's a hero of the end of the world in Egypt...and besides, his boyfriend/fiancé (perhaps a love interest somewhat inspired by Luca) is a yandere to him (Reader knows this and loves him for it)...he doesn't need them.Now he has everything
(I'm sending you this request because I'm working on a series of two-shots featuring Namir! Reader and the yandere Batfamily...)
Sorry for the late reply I NEVER check my inbox BUT I WOULD BE SO DOWN TO WRITING THIS!!! I’m gonna read the manga and get more info abt namir so I hopefully DO NOT MISCHARACTERIZE HIMMM 😔😔😔
selkie reader x batfam | pt. 2
“feeling nothing hurts more than feeling something, because you can’t tell where the pain is coming from.”
– fae
“Damn it, Bruce!” You had been tricked, this trap was laid out for you to walk in with everything you had, and everything they took. Money wouldn't have been a problem, you wished that was the problem, once you got out of Gotham you could have fled through cleaner waters. But no, you just had to be sentimental and get yourself in a sticky situation. A situation that could be the end of you if you weren't careful, would you really suffer the same fate as your mother, but worse? No, this wouldn't be the end, just because they took your pelt doesn't mean you can't steal it back.
Even though it was rightfully yours.
The first agenda is how the actual fuck do you get out of a bugged room that's been locked tight with one of the most smartest vigilantante families in the face of the earth? Here's the thing, ya don't. Right now they have one of your lifelines and one wrong move could send of alarms in them. They don't know that you already made the connection between them and the famed Bats, you could use that to your advantage. Hopefully.
Or maybe you could play dumb, which you should have done instead of blowing up in your father's face and took the situation to your advantage. But you just had the royally fuck yourself inside out, upside down. You need to keep wailing, cry out to gauge their reactions, who is the weak link between them? One of the perks as a half-selkie is that you can hear better, not like the Supers exactly, but enough that you can listen to the muffled voices through the secret area connected to your room. In which truthfully you just fucking noticed, this family is crazy.
Really, you weren't that dumb, it doesn't take rocket science to deduce that your entire room had been also thoroughly bugged and inspected by none other than one of your brothers. Tim always had a habit of sneaking into your room and spending time annoying you with the scent of his coffee ingested during the odd hours of the morning. He desperately needed it and even added energy drinks, if he drank that much he'd drop dead before you could even get to him.
If not that then the coffee stains on your blankets should be a tell tale sign that someone, had snuck in here and proceeded to create a mess that even the bed wasn't spared. This was hurting your head, really. You wished you had been more careful and thought out your plan a bit more before walking into the lion's den yourself, or would it technically be the Bats’ den?
You decided it was finally time to tone down the wailing and banging on the door as if you were a helpless little lamb with nowhere to go. Energy conservation was important, but now, what should you do?
Fuck, this wasn’t supposed to happen, they shouldn’t have gotten the last laugh, no— this… this wasn’t the situation you wanted yourself in, nonononononononononono
no
no
no.
It feels so empty, you can’t hear them anymore. Where is it, why aren’t they speaking, why aren’t they calling for you to come home? Why can’t you understand them anymore?
why?
why?
why?
It doesn’t hurt per say— oh, what did they do? Feeling nothing hurts more than feeling something, because you can’t tell where the pain is coming from. No matter how murky Gotham’s coasts have become, you could still hear them, no matter how muffled they may have been.
You run towards your bathroom and lock the door, you quickly fill it with cold water and bath salts. You hope it fills quickly, your family was crazy. Really crazy, yes, there were stories of selfie surviving their pelts being burned or destroyed, but some led to death and destruction for fucks sake.
You felt weak, empty, and tired. Jumping into the tub with everything on you, and breathed. It was different to the true ocean, but this will work. It has to. It burns, your lungs are burning and searing with pain but it is less than the feeling of emptiness within you. Your pelt had been destroyed, you can’t transform back anymore.
The door to your room was kicked back, a feeling of dread surfaced and still- you were losing consciousness. The last thing you could see before your eyes closed was a large silhouette of your father, pulling you out of the tub, ha.
‘Really, Father?’
fin.
note : get it? fin. Hehehehe I feel so funny for that joke. Also, I never specified if they died or they survived. I hope it keeps you up at night. There are folklores of selkies surviving after their pelts were destroyed and they didn’t feel any physical pain which I decided to go for a diff take for this. I’m so very sorry if there were any mythological inconsistencies I tried my best with research and would love to listen to more stories about selkies and any corrections are accepted!!
I'm in a yandere batfam x neglected reader fics right now and I have an idea which I hope would inspire someone to write about it cause I suck at it and needs someone to supplement this hunger (⁄ ⁄>⁄ ▽ ⁄<⁄ ⁄) So here it goes, I want a reader who is Bruce Wayne’s biological child, raised by a single mother who knew early on that they struggled to emotionally connect with others. (because reader is sociopathic and apathetic combined) To help them navigate social situations, she created flashcards filled with instructions on how to respond to people, mimic normal interactions, and understand basic emotional cues. The reader relied heavily on these cards growing up, learning how to “act human” rather than naturally understanding others.
After the mother dies in an accident, the reader is brought into Wayne Manor and introduced to a family they’ve never known. However, adjusting proves difficult. The reader’s detached demeanor, delayed reactions, and unsettling honesty make the rest of the family uncomfortable, while the reader themselves struggles to understand the unspoken emotional dynamics of the household. Some members avoid them, some misunderstand them, and others unintentionally neglect them while dealing with their own problems and trauma.
Rather than focusing on becoming violent or evil, the story centers on someone trying to survive inside a family built around broken people, while slowly learning what connection, trust, and belonging actually mean.
The flashcards can become SUCH a painful/emotional motif in Batfam stories too. Especially if one of the siblings accidentally finds them and realizes:
the reader wasn’t mocking emotions — they literally learned social interaction from handwritten instructions their mother made for them.
That kind of reveal is peak Batfam angst honestly. (˃̣̣̥⌓˂̣̣̥ ) They can be yandere or not, male or female or gender neutral, up to you.
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After Robby gets into a horrible accident on his motorcycle, he is somehow transported back to PTMC
When he wakes up from his medically induced coma, they realize he’s suffering from temporary partial memory loss
He knows he’s a doctor, he lives in Pittsburgh, yada yada. It’s just personal relationships that seem to be all scrambled in his head. He knows Jack, Dana seems familiar, everyone else is really fuzzy, but Dennis seems to be unusually prominent in his memories
People write it off as Dennis being the last person to talk to Robby before he rode off
Dennis, with his sacrificial savior complex and enormous crush on his boss, volunteers to take care of Robby. I mean, he already has the keys to the place, and Robby seems most comfortable with that idea
Dennis is changing his bandages, scolding the older man when he moves around too much, coaxing him to relax, and entertaining him when he gets bored
He's cooking nutritional meals, making sure Robby takes his medicine on time, going out on nature walks with him so he's not just cooped up inside
It suddenly clicks in Robby’s mind. This is his husband!
When Dennis is feeding Robby a bite of this new dessert he’s trying out, Robby thanks him by leaning over and pecking his lips, y’know, like a husband would do
Dennis lights up in a furious blush, making Robby confused as he stutters out an excuse and flees from the house
Robby noticed before that Dennis doesn’t have anything personal around his house; it’s all Robby’s
Robby is horrified to think that they’re in the middle of a separation, and the only reason why Dennis stuck around was guilt and some sort of misplaced obligation
Now Robby is on a mission to win back his husband and stop the divorce from happening
He calls up Jack and tells him his plans, confused on why Jack is howling with laughter, while Trinity is laughing at Dennis back at her apartment, while he’s face down on the couch and screaming
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All of the Whitaker fam shows up at the hospital and they all look like republican hicks so everyone is NERVOUS but then they’re like oddly supportive and woke
Mm, they come over to visit, and Dennis and Trinity take them over to a diner that they like or someplace similar. Trinity's not comfortable with them being in her house because she doesn't know them, and they look like they hate her kind, and they can't really hang out in the hotel they booked
They’re being served by an obviously queer waitress, just staring her down, making everyone nervous
Finally, Mama Whitaker says something
“You’re a lesbian, ain’t you, honey?” Trinity sucks in her breath; she’s been tensed up since they first arrived. She knows what these kinds of people think of queer folks; it doesn't matter how many times Dennis tries to reassure her
The waitress squares her shoulders, and her gaze doesn’t waver. “Yes, ma’am, I am.”
“Well, ain’t that just swell!” She claps her hands together and smiles. “Now, my Dennis’s sweet girl over there,” she points to Trinity, whose eyes are blown wide and she's frozen in place, “she got this… uh, what’s it called again, sweetie?”
“Situationship.” Dennis chimes in helpfully, fending off his brother’s attempts at trying to steal food from his plate with a familiarity that Trinity has never seen before
“Right, this no good situationship, and she needs a pretty girl like you in her life.”
Trinity and this waitress are stunned, Dennis and the rest are used to their mother trying to set them up with random people
“Oh! Mrs Whitaker, that’s not- I mean-“ Trinity sputters, her cheeks aflame as her eyes dart back and forth from Dennis’s mom to the waitress who has started giggling
“Nonsense.” Dennis’s dad cuts in. “Look at her. Broad shoulders, steady frame, powerful stride. She can command a room. That's all you need in a woman. Like my beautiful wife.”
“Oh, stop it.” Dennis’s mom playfully smacks her husband’s shoulder. “Here, lemme write down her number.”
“Dennis! Do something!” Trinity hisses, grabbing his arm and making him wince as her nails dig into his skin
“Calm down, I always said you needed better than Garcia. Mama knows best.” Dennis shrugs, ignoring the glare Trinity shoots him.
They’ve fully adopted Trinity as Dennis’s older sister, but younger sister to the rest of the brothers. From the first letter Dennis sent home (cause they’re old-fashioned), she was absorbed in their family, whether she liked it or not.
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Coming to the hospital, everyone’s nervous and tittering around
Maybe the Whitakers all have resting bitch faces or resting nervous faces like Dennis. Either way, the air around them makes people nervous
They don’t want to offend one of their coworkers' families, but his family genuinely looks like hicks who spit on city folk and might start shouting bible verses at anyone, queer or not white
But then they start talking to people, and everyone finds out that Dennis truly got his kindness and tenacity from these people
Everyone’s opinions turn a complete 180
They’re so sweet and helpful, trying to stay out of everyone’s way while also simultaneously asking if there’s anything they could do to help out
They don’t stay long, not wanting to take up space in the ER and cause more chaos. They know how important and hard the job is, they just wanted to show up, cheer their baby on, and meet the coworkers he talks so highly of
But they do find Robby, Dennis didn’t give them any pictures, but the guy was acting shifty around them and sending Dennis heart eyes from across the room. It was so obvious
Mama Whitaker tried to make sure her boys didn’t threaten him too badly; they didn’t want him to break up with Denny just cause they said something, but she did have a little trouble holding herself back from threatening him as well
Papa Whitaker threatens Robby to come to Nebraska next break, where his shotgun will comfortably have a seat at the dining table. Robby, skinny as he is, says yes, then hides behind his boyfriend when he walks by to get away from his family
Dennis is wholly embarrassed by the entire situation, but people only tease him about how deceiving his family looks