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Can we have more enderman reader content pls🙏🙏🙏
#DARK KNIGHT VS DARK CREATURE
BATFAMILY x ENDERMAN!READER
when the dark knight meets the real dark knight
You stood behind Batman with cuffs around your wrists, legs, and chains wrapped around your tall frame, basically looking like a tree trunk. Sparkles of purple surrounded your body. They twinkled in the air before disappearing.
You croaked, your eyes blindfolded to your wishes.
Honestly, you came willingly, you’ve been chased almost all of gothman all cause you help people in your own ways.
Definitely not because the criminals you deal with are practically paralyzed with fear from looking into your eyes.
You poofed from the cuffs, teleporting to Bruce, who was typing into the bat computer.
“Hello.” You croaked out, and Bruce paused his typing. Yeah, you were gonna be something, he didn’t have to know who you got out of your cuffs. He’s been tracking you down long enough to know you’re just something that’s a mystery, along with being called the “purple devil.”
You were just some tall vigilante who wore a dark, padded cloak.
Dick was friendly. He didn’t ask you many questions other than what you liked to do, what your favorite hobbies were, and etc, etc., etc. Sadly, all you answered was voice cracks and croaks.
He froze when he realized you didn’t even speak regular English. You spoke in these weird tongues. When you had to say, “Look for the eye.” He was so confused before you just waved it off. Like, oh okay.
Jason didn’t really meet you til later that year when you were getting familiar with the family. He entered his old room, walking in it, he didn’t suspect a tall ass creature with purple pixels floating in the air to look at him with menacing purple glowing eyes.
As your jaw unhinged itself due to the eye contact, static roared through the male’s head before dick grabbed Jason and closed the door.
“What the fuck was that?” He asked Dick, who had a sheepish smile. “That’s the newest addition to the family, but they don’t like eye contact,” Dick said simply.
It was kind of weird with you and Jason; you apologized with paper and pen.
Tim was the one who kept asking questions. Kept trying to experiment on you, but not in a creepy and gross way. More like “oh ca you do this?”What else can you do?” “Allergic to water?”
He’s the one who’d probably make you a waterproof safety outfit. Anything will be waterproof in his sight.
You may be some weird creature, but you’re family.
Steph is very chaotic, but she’s the best sister you could ask for. She’s playful, protective, and always has your back. Although you could say that sometimes she could be a little too much for you.
You love her dearly, though, nothing wrong with that.
She’s the type to literally cover a wet puddle with her body so you won’t get hurt. (She didn’t know that you were fine unless it was just skin contact.)
Duke is a chill guy, he was the first to see how you mostly didn’t like water on your skin and watched the weather every day like a ritual til he told other members of the family.
He’s the one to make you mostly laugh in your weird language.
Barbara likes to play around with you. She sometimes sends you things and asks you to grab some signals for her. You’d easily teleport away and come back with proof on your phone from something that was needed for evidence.
Cass loves teaching you hand signs since you have broken English.
All you do is croak and groan in frustration. Small “hello”’s and “wassup”’s from around the manor. You’re pretty close to her despite Dick being the most warming brother figure you could ever have.
And lastly Damian. Damian wasn’t very welcoming at fist til he saw you painting what looked like a purple place with spongy flooring. There was a dragon swirling. He didn’t know what it meant. But all he knew was that you were artistic. He started to do his arts around you. You gave him a smile with a thumbs-up. And there you both became art buddies.
Alfred was nice to always leave you small snacks at your door since you didn’t like to come out a lot due to the insecurity of your appearance.
Your purple, weird freckles along with glowing purple eyes and some kind of purple to black specks on your skin.
The others didn’t mind it; they told you that despite how you kept teleporting away once a small spit of your skin was out.
You always wore a black hoodie and baggy black sweatpants with slides/shoes.
The dark knight now knows what the dark creature is.
It’s just a tall teenager who has bad social anxiety.
Just a thought I needed to share with someone, but like platonic batfam x shy reader who does musical theatre? Okay bye :p
Batfam x Teen!Reader
<Hero. N> = Readers vigilante name
This brought me so much joy as somebody who does Stage Craft for their schools Theater program 😭
A Day With Dad - Batfamily x Reader
Requested by Anon - Now what would really be cute, is Batman bringing his youngest (male reader) to the watchtower for the first time? The league is shocked! Bruce is just like the meme, what’s that?, it’s a smoothie
Author’s Note - This takes place during Dick’s time as Robin. It made the most sense to me.
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SolarFlare? That’s dumb
Pairing-Superman x Kryptonian male reader You and Superman are in a secret relationship, but with how many people are focused on them, what can stop fans and their “suspicions”
High above Earth, the night sky stretches endlessly around you. Stars glitter in the distance, quiet and distant, but the planet below glows with life. From the surface of the Moon, Earth looks fragile—like a small blue lantern floating in darkness.
Beside you sits Superman.
Clark leans back on his hands, boots pressed into the gray dust of the Moon’s surface. His cape drifts slowly in the near-weightless gravity, moving with every small motion he makes. The sunlight reflects softly off the curve of the Earth, casting a pale glow across his face.
You sit next to him, shoulders almost touching. For a long moment, neither of you speaks. The quiet here is different from Earth. No sirens. No cries for help. No cameras watching from below.
Just the two of you.
Clark glances sideways at you, a faint smile forming on his lips. “You know… if anyone on Earth could see us right now, the headlines would be insane.”
You chuckle softly. “Two Kryptonians abandoning Earth for a moon vacation?” He looks over to you smile still plastered on his face, dimples beginning to show “Something like that.”
He nudges your shoulder lightly with his.
It’s such a normal gesture that sometimes you forget how strange it is, two beings with the strength to move mountains sitting quietly on the Moon like it’s just another park bench.
You tilt your head back, staring up at the endless stars. “Do you ever think about Krypton when you’re up here?” Clark’s smile fades slightly, replaced with something quieter, your face matching his. He quietly answered “Sometimes.” He pauses.
“It reminds me of how small everything is… and how lucky we are Earth survived us.”
You look over at him. “Survived us?”
Clark laughs under his breath. “Two near-indestructible aliens flying around the planet at Mach speeds? I’d say Earth’s doing pretty well.”
You grin. “You’re the one who throws villains through buildings.” You say teasingly
“Hey,” Clark protests, raising a hand defensively. “You’re the one who tackled that alien warship last week.”
“That was controlled.”
“You punched it in half.”
….
You shrug. “It worked.” Clark shakes his head, smiling again.
For a moment the conversation fades into comfortable silence. From here, the planet looks peaceful, almost unreal. All the chaos you both deal with every day seems impossibly far away.
Clark suddenly tilts his head. “You hear that?” You listen carefully.
Far below, faint but unmistakable, there’s a distant crash somewhere in Metropolis. You both pause, Clark sighs.
“Someone else will get it,” you say gently. He glances at you, surprised. You smile slightly. “Even Superman gets nights off.”
Clark studies you for a moment, then nods. “Good,” he says. “Because I was hoping we could finish our movie.” You laugh, The most powerful hero on Earth flying halfway across the solar system for movie night.
“Your place or mine?” you ask. “Mine,” Clark says quickly. “You still owe me the rest of that film.”
“You fell asleep halfway through.” Smiling at the memory of Clark saying he wasn’t tired and he could finish the movie, only to be met with his head along on your shoulder.
“That’s not the point.” You raise an eyebrow. “You snore by the way.” Clark’s eyes widen, a hand oj his chest in fake shock “I do not.”
“You absolutely do.”
“That’s impossible.”
“You vibrated the couch.”
“That was not snoring!”
You burst out laughing, and Clark tries very hard to look offended, eventually he gives up and laughs too. For someone the world sees as a symbol of hope, Clark is surprisingly easy to tease.
He glances at you again, softer this time. “You know… we probably shouldn’t keep doing this.”
You blink. “Movie nights?” He shook his head “The Moon visits.”
He gestures around them. “The world’s starting to notice things.”You hum thoughtfully. “You mean how we always show up together?”
Clark nods.
“And how you always catch me before I hit the ground in fights.” You scoff and roll your eyes playfully “That’s called teamwork.”
Clark smirks. “You literally flew across the city last week just to grab me.”
“You were about to hit a building.” Clark laughs “I would’ve been fine.”
“Still counts.”
Clark shakes his head, but the smile never leaves his face. “They’ve started making fan pages.” You tilt your head. “Fan pages?”
Clark pulls a phone from somewhere in his suit—one of the many small Earth habits he’s picked up. He opens a screen and shows it to you, your eyes widen.
“It has a name.” Clark groans slightly. “SolarFlare,” you read aloud in a confused tone “that’s dumb. They could have one up with something more creative” You start laughing immediately. Clark rubs his face. “Please don’t encourage them.”
“This one says we’re secretly dating.” You say, tilting his phone towards him. Clark glances sideways at you.
“And this one,” you continue, “says we’re Kryptonian rivals who secretly respect each other, ooo I like that you” the sarcasm dropping from your tongue
Clark nods. “That one’s not too bad.” You gasp“Oh, wait, this one thinks we’re brothers.”
Clark almost chokes. “Okay, I hate that one.” You keep scrolling, amused. There’s artwork. Conspiracy threads. Slow-motion battle footage with dramatic music.
“You realize half the planet thinks we’re in love,” you say. Clark shrugs awkwardly. “The internet thinks a lot of things.” You look out into space before saying “But they’re not entirely wrong.”
The words slip out before you can stop them, Clark goes still. For a moment the Moon feels a little quieter.
He looks at you slowly.
“…You know,” he says carefully, “we never actually defined this.” You raise an eyebrow Turing back towards him “Defined what?”
“This.” He gestures between the two of you, The late-night talks, the flying together, The way you always find each other in the sky during fights.
You smirk slightly. “I thought it was obvious.” Clark’s voice softens. “Humor me.” You turn fully toward him now, the Earth glowing behind him like a halo of blue light. “We’re the last two Kryptonians protecting a planet that isn’t ours,” you say quietly.
Clark listens carefully. “And somehow,” you continue, “the only time things feel simple is when it’s just you and me.”
Clark’s expression changes into something warm. Something vulnerable. He looks down for a moment, then back up.
“You know,” he says softly, “Lois once told me something.” He pauses for a moment before continuing “She said when I look at you, I stop scanning the world.”
You blink, the words torn out of your mouth, Clark smiles faintly. “My hearing usually picks up everything. Sirens. Heartbeats. Trouble.”
He gestures toward Earth. “But when I’m with you… it’s quiet.” The words settle between you. You look down at your hands.“Good quiet?” Clark nods.
“The best kind.”
You chuckle softly. “That might be the most romantic thing Superman’s ever said.”
Clark groans.
“Please don’t quote that anywhere.” You sigh“No promises.” Clark nudges your shoulder again.
“Come on,” he says, standing up and offering a hand. “Movie night.” You take his hand.
The second your fingers touch, he gently pulls you up, the two of you lifting effortlessly off the Moon’s surface.
For a moment you hover there, Earth shining below, Clark glances at you again. “So… about those fan theories.” You grin.“What about them?”Clark smiles.
“Maybe we let them keep guessing.” You nod.“Works for me.” Then the two of you shoot toward Earth like twin streaks of sunlight across the stars.
The Art of Intimacy.
Characters: Dick Grayson x Ex-Slade Apprentice! MALE Reader
Summary: It's been a long time since you've escaped Slade's grasp, yet the scars are still there; showing up in your everyday life. Dick wants to change that.
Warnings: SMUT! Mentions of mutilation, mentions of self mutilation to body and genitalia, Riding, cursing, mentions of SA and abuse. Sex talk with readers friends at the end.
A/N: Gotta rewrite this...
This is my first time making a request but I was think toddler or kid reader who is a kid of one of the dc villains (doesn't matter who rlly) and once they were busted the child is placed in Bruce's care (they are in surprisingly good care for being in the care of a villai). While there the family helps to take care of them and maybe a mention of the villain trying to come and break in at night to take the baby back but Alfred being Alfred is there to protect them and fights off the villain.
Srry if this is a bit all over the place😭
Batfam x Harvey Dent kid!reader
I never see people write a lot about Harvey so thought I'd give it a try :>
<M. Reader> = Master Reader or Miss Reader which ever is your preference
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Hello! I love your Shredder y/n!! Could you write about a time when someone hit Shredder y/n with a dangerous and powerful magical Gun and y/n personality turned to the 2012 and 2003 Shredder. He become Cruel, merciless and kills a lot and everyone felt fear for the first time. I imagine his Men still love him but are afraid of him and want him back at some point. Imagine Superheroes reaction!
(the beam of villainy and violence got shredder y/n😔. Also hopefully this fic is good. Also a little warning it gets a bit graphic at the end.)
A plan gone wrong. The plan was just a in and out job, a easy heist job but Batman then had to come and foil the plan.
(Y/n) went with his henchmen as this would be a easy heist but of course the heros always had to get in the way. The heist was at lab that was testing a new weapon that a villain had, the lab was researching it hopefully disarm the mysterious weapon and (Y/n) thought this would be a good idea to steal it to maybe us it for a plan. One of the foot clan soldiers was thrown to the side, hitting the glass that contained the weapon causing it to shatter from the impact, littering shards of broken glass on the floor with the injured foot soldier being helped up and carried away by another foot soldier. The sudden shattering of the glass had triggered a alarm that caused a red slow flashing light to turn on signaling the facility they were in was intruded.
The flashing red light was a perfect cover for the dark knight as he was able to use the flashes of darkness to fight the other foot soldiers who tried to fight but this darkness wasn't their ally against Batman in this fight. The sounds of fighting were covered by the sounds of the alarm, Only evidence of a fight was defeated foot soldiers trying to get up but we're to heavily injured by the fight to get up by themselves and had to be helped to escape.
"Fall back! I'll deal with the bat, myself!" (Y/n) called out to his Henchmen who were able to hear his voice over the alarm, (Y/n) then stepped in to fight the hero who dropped a foot soldier that he held in his hand and looked at (Y/n). The soldiers retreated and helped others who were injured by the bat escape as (Y/n) glared at the bat before he tightened his hand into fist and charged at towards Batman with the blades that pointed out from the armor that protected the back of his hand raised against Batman. Every punch thrown was only captured in parts by the red flashes of light with some cuts being delivered to the heros suit and skin and in retaliation (Y/n) tried to tank every hit against him but each strike felt like a truck hitting him but (Y/n tried to evade these hits and get a advantage to maybe defeat Batman.
One foot soldier who has been a hurt a bit by Batman had seen the others start to flee but then looked back seeing the fight of their boss against the Batman and tried to look for anything that they could use to help, they soon saw the weapon still being held on its stand even after the glass had broken from the force of a body being thrown at it, the weapon was odd as it looked like a toy lazer gun that a child would have but the foot soldier didn't think about if it could actually shoot but just thinking of it could help their boss defeat Batman and get out, they needed to help the boss.
One of the henchmen stopped and looks back seeing the lacking solider. "What are you doing?! The boss said fall back!" The henchman shouted to the only lacking foot soldier who was staying behind as others began to make their escape but the one foot soldier found out how to turn on the mysterious weapon and quickly lined up the shot to the best of their abilities as the flashing lights made it difficult to try and get a clear shot. The crosshair focused on Batman's back but right as they pulled the trigger, (Y/n) landed a good hit on Batman having him stumble back a bit causing (Y/n) to be exposed to the shot as he tried to check if all his men were able to get out safely, he saw a bright flash that hit him in the center of his face.
(Y/n) held his face in his hands after the bright flash hit his face, he screamed in pain as the foot soldier saw Y/n stumble back but ended up falling back to the ground still having his hands cover his eyes. "Boss!" They quickly throw the weapon away as they run to (Y/n) and grab a emergency smoke grenade that they had borrowed from another foot soldier back at the lair. Pulling the pin and throwing it near Batman as they grabbed (Y/n) and helped him up to escape the lab, The grenade went off and let them escape disguised in the smoke. Leaving Batman alone after the smoke finally clears seeing the empty room and how damaged it was, he went to look for the weapon that (Y/n) was so adamant on stealing, he wondered what this device really was meant for, disguise behind the colorfully toy presentation, he grabbed the weapon and planned to do a full diagnostic test on it in the bat cave.
"YOU DID WHAT!? God, I know you're new here but you shot the boss in the face!?" One of the higher ranking foot soldiers yelled at the at fault foot soldier.
(Y/n) sat at his chair that was on top of the small amount of stairs with the massive screen in back turned off with the control panel behind him as his chairs back faced the control panel, (Y/n) swatted one of his henchmen's hands away that held a cold wet towel as (Y/n) had taken off his helmet as his head felt like it was pounding against his skull.
"I said I'm fine, it was just a flash of light that got me. It wasn't their fault, it was the Batman who foiled the entire plan, I got caught in the crossfire." (Y/n) tried to defend the new foot soldier as he massaged the bridge of his nose while the guilty foot soldier slumped down a bit in shame while the high ranking foot soldier looked at (Y/n), who had finally accepted the cold towel to be put on his forehead then the foot soldier looked back to the guilty foot soldier.
"Look...Your still a rookie, I get it, I had a rough first day too but this big of a fuck up is really hard to do...but the boss doesn't seem to be mad at right now, But next time listen to orders the first time." The high ranking foot soldier explained to the guilty foot soldier as they nodded. Everyone in the lair had went home early, they were all dismissed by (Y/n) as even though everyone was kinda reluctant to leave, (Y/n) just wanted everyone to go home early. (Y/n) lived in his lair as he did have a second home, (Y/n) didn't feel like walking there at all so here will do.
The night was strange for (Y/n), laying in his bed trying desperately to fall asleep but to no avail, it was the dead of night after everyone went home while karai was with the turtles and splinter for the night. (Y/n) suddenly sat up, he couldn't sleep so decided to maybe grab a glass of water to hopefully make him fall asleep again. (Y/n) walked into the kitchen that was in the lair as (Y/n) sometimes had foot soldiers stay over night at the lair so a kitchen was heavily requested by the henchman and soldiers, it was a easy add on. But (Y/n) went to grab a glass from a cabinet and closed the door of it, he dropped the glass to the ground as it shattered the moment it made contact with the ground as (Y/n) grasped his head in his hands with the pain suddenly becoming unbearable like his head was ringing yet feeling like the most unbearable migraine in human history. He screamed as it became worse and worse, he hit the side of his head in a desperate attempt to get some bearings but it was useless, his nails dug into his scalp as it was like his brain was pounding against his skull harder and harder like it wanted to split his skull open until it stopped his hands left his head as it all felt better now yet it felt weird but he was to tired and will figure this out in the morning.
A henchman walked into the secret lair as they clicked on the lights as they yawned before going to the control room to clean up the place a bit more before maybe checking up on (Y/n) to make sure he's okay but stops seeing their boss standing normally than like he was yesterday with his back turned to the henchman. "Boss! I thought you wouldn't be up so early, you should go rest." The henchman said as (Y/n) fastened the strap for the new piece of armor on his forearm. "I don't need to rest. Yesterday was just the idiotic mistake of a foot soldier who didn't listen to orders. This day forth will not tolerate any more mistakes." (Y/n) said as he looked back at the henchman seeing the whole new armor set, the room felt off as well as the stare y/n had wasn't like any kind that they ever saw him have. The henchman worried as this didn't feel right at all.
The missions the henchman and foot soldiers had to do was harsher, no mistakes, no room for error. (Y/n) seemed to be more serious as of recently but some of the henchmen and foot soldiers became wary of this new persona that (Y/n) had gotten as the difference was night and day compared to the old (Y/n). No longer did he really every greet them or even just ask about any recent events happening as much as some of the foot soldier found that kinda annoying as (Y/n) wasn't a real villain in their eyes due to his goofy he seemed but now, it just silence from (Y/n). He didn't congratulate anyone of a job well done or even acknowledge them until they come back with information and after, just dismissed.
The heros noticed something was also off, many criminals in the streets seemed to be disappearing more and more, faster than what the can keep up with. Especially the disappearance of (Y/n), now the heros only seen (Y/n)'s foot soldiers and henchmen out doing crimes without (Y/n) occasionally going them, even though Gotham had less criminals, the streets didn't feel safe at all.
Flash stopped at a jewelry store that was being robbed at night, He quick races in and expected the usually criminals to try and shoot at him or try to attaco.him but nothing. The glass casing had been broken and the jewelery had been stolen as well, Flash began thinking that maybe there's someone else with superspeed as well until quiet sobbing was heard.
Flash was confused and cautiously walked to the sound as something inside him told him not to use his power. Looking over the counter to see who was crying, it was a burglar who had curled themselves into the fetal position behind the counter. Flash jumped over the counter and startled the burglar who had uncurled themselves to try and crawl away from the flash. "Hey! Hey! It's juts me, you know the flash? You know I expect that reaction from being visited by Batman of all people." Flash commented as the burglar stopped and looked at the flash. "Oh thank god! Please just take me in! Please I don't know If he's still out there waiting for me to come out! Please flash! Please!" The burglar desperately crawled to the hero and hugged him as flash was shocked as what burglar would give themselves up that easily?
"Okay, this is kinda weird...who are you hiding from? Batman? I mean he's scary bu-" "NO! THE SHREDDER!" The burglar cried out as he stopped hugging the hero and for a moment flash kinda stood there until he began laughing. "You serious!? HAHAHA! listen I know him, you're meaning to tell me that your scared of the big teddy bear!?" Flash began to laugh harder. "Look at the security cameras! Please you have to believe me! Just please don't let him get me! He already took the others with me! Please, just please don't let him get me too!" The burglar began to cry again, which caused flash to stop as maybe the burglar was serious.
A quick call from the police had the burglar arrested as the police were able to get access to the jewelery stores cameras and as flash watched the footage, his face contorted into confusion and shock. "I need to show the justice league this..."
The old (Y/n) was many things, He was a father, a villain who seemed to never really fit into the villain circle, Yet never wanted to give up being a villain but something about (Y/n) was...
The old (Y/n) wasn't cruel enough to kill.
A man kneeled underneath a single spotlight that illuminated the floor underneath him, sweat dripped from his face as one dropped from his nose to the floor as he dared not look up, no he didn't dare.
The man shook in place as heard the sound of flesh tear open and blood spill on the ground with a gargled scream for someone until it became quiet, he was a con man and he shouldn't have had been scared especially the shredder!? Come on, this villain was a big softy and a idiot sometimes but now, oh god now every criminal didn't want to anger him. It was keep your mouth shut, never anger him, never try to con him.
A sudden thud against the ground in front of the con man had him panic, his heart raced with his hands griped and slightly tore into the fine tailored suit pants but he didn't care about the damn pants, he just wanted to get out alive.
He soon saw blood slowly pool into the light he sat under, only stopping inches into the light as his heart pounded against his chest, the con man tried to not look at the blood even if just a slight bit of blood being shown was enough to tell him that. He angered Him.
"I told you, I warned you, I gave you chances to give me the products and materials I needed but you give me this?" (Y/n)'s voice spoke out from the darkness as a torn off piece of metal was thrown into view of the con man, a thick piece of Copper that had sharp rugged edges like a make shift knife after being torn off something as copper is a nice metal, it was covered in silver spray paint and a somewhat believable paint job but was now scratched off to reveal to hidden truth of what it was and blood accompanied the reveal of the metal, it's jagged edged dripping slightly with blood as a small pool began to form underneath where it laid.
"I- I promise I'll give you the good metal, No, the best metals! The finest steel! Right!?, you wanted steel?! I- I can get you some! Just say the wor-" "Quiet." The sound of footsteps became known as they became louder the more they came closer until they stopped.
"Your promises are as true as this 'steel' you brought me. You had your chances, yet you decided to try and make me look like I was a idiot with how many chances I had given you thinking that maybe your word would be true yet. Here I am, looking at the two pieces of filth that not even the rats here would eat." (Y/n)'s voice shot venom at the Con man who tried to think of anyway he could maybe get out of this but then the helm of dress shirt was caught as he was lifted up with ease and was face to face with the shredder. (Y/n)'s hand was bloody with the con man feeling his shirt soak up the blood slowly and touch his skin, (Y/n)'s armored hand blades to be longer, nearly piercing the con mans skin but leaving his skin not punctured.
(Y/n)'s face was only slight illuminated as by the light that the con man was held under but the con man could see (Y/n)'s eyes and it was nothing but hatred behind what was barley revealed. The con man's hands desperately held onto (Y/n)'s forearm as the con man pleaded with The shredder, hoping that maybe somewhere (Y/n) would let him go. "But, I am feeling slightly generous today, I'll give you one more warning and maybe you and your crew will not mess this chance up." (Y/n) Said as he slightly lowered the man than how he held him up in the air earlier.
"Oh my god, thank you! I promise I won't le-" what felt like sharp daggers sunk into the con mans stomach as (Y/n) stepped up a bit letting himself into the same light that the con man had been waiting in. "Maybe this message will be clear enough for your idiotic crew to get right." (Y/n) Then twisted his hand causing the blades that cut into the con man's flesh to tear his insides, screams of pain echoed against the warehouse walls as (Y/n) stares into to the man's eyes watching the life fade. (Y/n) Pulled his hand blades to the side causing the blades to rip the con man's stomach and having (Y/n)'s hand blades to be released, The shredder looked at the con mans face seeing how desperately the man tried to breath and y/n grew tired and plunged his blades into the man's skull as he heard the last breath of air leave.
(Y/n) dropped the body to the ground as he looked at the man but soon looked away. "Tiger claw!" (Y/n) Shouted as the sound of wearhouse doors opening, (Y/n) looked back to the opening as he began to walk out to the warehouse exit. "Have the henchmen clean these two con men up and make sure to send a message to their crew too. I want no more mistakes like this one." (Y/n) Said to tiger claw as he walked away and tiger claw looked inside the warehouse as the grip on the metal door tights.
The old (Y/n) needs to come back.
At any cost...
(Anyways! I wanted to finish this and didn't wanna make the fic to long so I'll definitely make a part two! Sorry if I left you guys on a cliffhanger but I had fun making this fic and hopefully I get to make long ones like this one! If you guys do want a part two, this evil shredder y/n will definitely kill more and will fight against his nephews and karai and maybe others if I can fit them in but I also finished this in the middle of the night and didn't wanna forget to publish it so yeah! But if you like it please don't be shy and request any ideas for stories or y/n's you have! But for now please stay safe and drink water!)
Hello! I absolutely love your littlest pennyworth fic! may we perhaps have a part two of it? the concept of a little kid being more mature and stable than the batfam is so funny but cute at the same time
Pennyworth & Pennyworth
Summary: As the family adjusts to having a tiny Pennyworth in their midst, one thing becomes painfully clear:
One Alfred kept the Batfamily functioning.
Two might be unstoppable.
Part 2 of: Littlest Pennyworth
A/N: Thank you so much for all the love and attention given to the first part! I never expected it to get this much attention 🥰
could you do a jason todd x male child reader where somone is bothering reader when their out with jason and he just goes big brother mode.
Sure, I love the idea. (Y/N) will be 13 in this and the others will be in their 20s.
Summary: (Y/N) simply wants to spend time with his older brother Jason. Too bad that (Y/N)'s bullies didn't get the memo.
Warnings: Mentions of bullying, Jason being protective and kind of scary.
(Y/N) looked for Alfred. There was a wave of students, ready to go home. (Y/N) was one of them, but with a lot more desperation. He didn't want to see his bullies. He didn't want to be punched or kicked, or have his stuff thrown somewhere. He didn't want to be weak, his brothers and father were strong and he was...
" Hey (Y/N), where do you think you are going? " One of the bullies said.
Nope, nope, nope. He saw the car and made a run for it. He saw the familiar black car and basically jumped in. Alfred turned around, alarmed by (Y/N)'s behavior.
Would you do Damian having a half-brother and when Damian finally trust Bruce and the family he asks for help to save his half- brother, because the brother was treated badly because he had some hidden disability which prevents him from fighting. This half brother is the only person he really cares about, and he actually cried once they are reunited
I would do it anon. That's a nice idea.
Summary: Damian's half brother is in trouble and Damian needs to save him.
Warnings: mistreatment, implications of it at least, emotional Damian... Minor cursing.
Being raised in the League of Assassins, you are raised to fight. If you can't fight, you are worthless to the League. It was kill or be killed. That was something that Damian was taught for as long as he can remember. Damian and his half brother (Y/N), that is. (Y/N) and Damian share Talia as a mother, but (Y/N) didn't have Bruce as a father.
The duo was very close, despite the circumstances. (Y/N) can't fight due to a disability and that has made him useless, according to the League. Damian hated to see his brother like that. Being shunned by his mother and grandfather just because he can't fight.
Hi do you take requests?? And if ya do can you make a 2nd part to the batfam x Damien's twin brother reader??
Yes I do take requests! And yes I can make a part 2!
Summary: (Y/N) and the family are at war. Will (Y/N) change his ways?
Warnings: suicidal thoughts, no suicide attempt, just (Y/N) thinking about it, angst, fluff at the end.
After the big fight in the cave and the benching and then the quitting, (Y/N) withdrew completely. He didn't talk to anybody and withdrew himself from all of them. Bruce was honestly worried for his son. He knew how much they could withdraw.
hi again
could i request batfam x Damian twin brother.
like we know damian stopped killing but what if batbro secretly does old league habits that end up injuring themselves but lie when asked.
he holds on to resentment towards towards the bats and wants to go back to where he feels safest.
part of the reason he stays via because they can’t think about not seeing damien.
but batfam pushes them fo his limits
(i know this doesn’t make sense sorry )
Okay, I understand the general idea of the ask so don't worry. This is an interesting idea though.
Warnings: mentions of violence, self destructing habits, mentions of killings, mentions of the League, mentions of skipping meals, swearing
(C/D) = code name for (Y/N)
Summary: (Y/N) and Damian are not in the League anymore, but (Y/N) can't get rid of the habits installed in him.
Damian knew something was wrong with his brother. The fact that they were twins made it easier to read him. They were with Bruce for a while and they didn't kill anyone, but the habits they had from the League couldn't be erased. You could hide them, but it would be better to break them.
Damian was better at breaking his habits then his brother.
Hi! I loved your male Y/N x Bruce Wayne Cadmus clone fic. Is there any way you could make a part 2? Maybe the clone comes to live with them and then they have to explain to the rest of the family who they are and help them adjust to living with the Batfamily. Also Ra’s maybe pops in from time to time and the clone starts to become protective over Y/N when it comes to others, especially Ra’s creepiness. Thx!!!
Oh I can. Sorry that this took so long though... I love the idea though. Also, PART 1 is linked to this. And it will be under Bruce Wayne masterlist, since the part 1 is there. Just so there isn't any confusion. And yes, the same GIF because I can't be bothered today.
Summary: (Y/N) is rather protective of one of his dads.
Warnings:
It has been a few months since the clone, well, the boy came to live with them to the manor. Of course, explaining to the boys who he was and how he came to be wasn't an easy task. And it turns out it wasn't. Sitting them all down was easy enough. (Y/N) broke the news and the response was not receptive.
All of them were confused, shocked, Damian was absolutely disturbed. So much so, he stormed out of the room and slamming the door of his room. And if Damian can't control his emotion like that, you know he's not okay. (Y/N) sighed, burying his face into his hands.
I saw your last order and thought of an alternative.
In the Young Justice cartoon, they discover that Cadmus has a clone of Superman. Now imagine that the reader (he's from the justice league) and bruce discover that cadmus made a clone with the following dna: reader, bruce and ra's. Everyone is shocked when they discover even Ra's, their son may have Ra's hair, blue-green eyes and skin.
Then you can decide the rest.
Okay, this is interesting. I love it. Also, 1.1k followers in a short period of time... Thanks guys.
Summary: Cadmus made a clone with the 3 people that no one would ever think of.
Warnings: established (Y/N) x Bruce Wayne, clones, Ra's creeps (Y/N) out, Bruce is protective, (Y/N) is almost a mama bear.
(Y/N) and Bruce are the staples of the Justice League and the power couple of both Gotham and Justice League. They know each other for a very long time and the two compliment each other very well. (Y/N) was more gentle and kind of less scary, while Bruce was rough and scary. That is in the field of course.
In private, Bruce can be soft, especially with his sons and partner. (Y/N) is the one of the pillars of the family, alongside Alfred. His sons are protective of him more than they are of Bruce. (Y/N) found it heartwarming and he loved them all as if they were his own.
Hii, can I request dc x teen male reader? They’re partly part of the batfam, he’s Batman’s second youngest son. And he tags along with Batman to a mission with Superman and Wonder Woman, and guess what, they brought their kids too? I mean not like the already existing kids of them, like they’re original characters? Imagine them just not liking eachother at first but they just become best friends during the mission when they almost die and just laugh it off. They are literally just like Batman and Superman and Wonder Woman trio.
Yup yup, you sure can. I feel like the OG trio would freak out at the similarity. I think I kind of strayed off, but I kind off got hit with inspiration, so I hope you don't mind.
Summary: Kids of Superman, Wonder Woman and Batman don't like each other. After a near death experience, they become friends.
Warnings: explosions, cursing, tension between teammates, they like each other after near death experience, injuries, OG trio is worried, OC kids, except for Batman.
(Y/N) knew that missions with kids his age was going to be a normal thing. He knew it and there wasn't anything he could have done. But to go with Althea Prince and James Kent? There was no such thing that would make Bruce drag him on a mission with them.
I’d Prefer if None of You Died - Batfamily x Reader
Summary: You, Jason and Dick are definitely the reason Bruce has grey hairs now.
Pairing: Platonic Batfamily x Reader
A/N: This is from my old blog redlotus98
