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[estrella--writes]

MASTERLIST updated 8.11.26

JASON TODD

The wrong jacket

Jason Todd x Y/N

You were late to everything that day; to work, to the coffee shop, and now you lost your favorite jacket. 

The dance

Jason Todd x Y/N

You and your best friend crashed into the wayne gala but little did you know , you weren't the only party crashers.

JASON TODD & DICK GRAYSON

Fucking two bad bitches at the same damn time

Jason Todd x Y/N x Dick Grayson 

You were a one man kinda girlie but something about Bruce Wayne's sons changed you

SERIES

All that remains,  CH.2 , CH.3, CH.4, CH.5 ,

Pairing: BatFamily x Reader 

Summary: You were always excluded, something was always missing from your life; belonging, family, a sense of purpose. Until they found you.

[estrella--writes]

All That Remains 

Chapter five

Pairing: BatFamily x Reader 

Summary: You were always excluded, something was always missing from your life; belonging, family, a sense of purpose. Until they found you.

Warning: cursing, sex, depression, self harm, violence and bad writing

Derek slid a baggie to you. This is your eighth time meeting with him. The tall lanky man outside of the bodega had a name. He was a small-time dealer, you didn't know much about him- but he didn't know much about you either.  You felt close with Derek, maybe because he was your supplier but he was the only friend you had outside of the bat family. You’ve been in Gotham for three months now. The riddler and scarecrow's attacks keep increasing causing the wayne family to constantly be distracted. Bruce hasn't visited you in weeks, Alfred checks in but doesn't call, dick is still in bludhav-

“Hey are you listening to me?” Derek said, clapping his hands with a cigarette still in between his fingers. You regained focus. 

“Sorry- yes, you said you have something new?”

“Yeah I do, they're called drops. You put a small amount in your eyes and the euphoria hits instantly.” Derek pulled small red capsules out from his left pocket. They were all in a row , in the shape of tear drops. You grabbed the purple baggie, you finally learned that the weed he was selling was cut with bliss. No wonder you got higher smoking that shit. 

“How much for the drops?” You asked , pocketing the purple baggie. Derek slid the drops to you and tilted his head with a sly smile. 

“First ones always free”

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“How have you been, young miss?” Alfred questioned you. His back was turned away from you while he did the dishes. Bruce called a family meeting. You're not sure why you were needed. I’m not family. Dick visited you last week to make sure you were still alive. They have all the information needed. 

“I’ve been good, I got a job at Bat-Burger.” It was a lie but you didn't want to actually tell Alfred you're working at the iceberg longue. Although you had good transcripts and a perfect resume, you didn’t want to start a life here when you have one back at home-with chelley… Bruce and Dick keep giving you the runaround every time you ask them for updates on how they are going to get you back home, you never get a clear answer. 

“Splendid, Damien sometimes will indulge in a cherry shake here and there but don't tell him I said that. He hates when people think he is not disciplined.” Alfred said wiping a plate ensuring there would be no water marks left. 

“Got it” You chuckled. Being here wasn't so bad, you felt a little irritated but smoking on the way here helped calm you down. You heard the front door open and close hearing boots clank towards the kitchen. In came Jason. He smelled like oil and sweat causing you to crinkle your nose. 

“What are you doing here?” He questioned. Ouch. 

“I’m here for the family meeting.” You replied, taking a sip of water hoping it will help calm down your dry mouth. You were rubbing your eyes harshly , you and Derek tried a very minimal dose of drops early in the day, your eyes were still adjusting to the drug but you saw colors way more vividly. 

“What meeting?” Jason replied, his back was turned while he rummaged through the fridge. 

“You would know if you look at your messages.” You turned around to see Dick standing behind you in full gear. The blue stripes washed down his forearms bulging around his muscles. Dick lowered his gaze and winked at you and slid into the chair across from you. Alfed began to leave the room causing you to be alone with the two oldest.

“I came here because Alfred cooked chicken thighs yesterday.” Jason called from behind him, still speaking to dick.

“Bottom shelf young master.” Alfred called out from the other room. You began to drink even more, finishing a full blunt was a bad idea. The blunt and drops caused you to be dehydrated even more. 

“Bruce wanted me to come up here and bring you guys down to the batcave.” You and Jason got up trailing behind dick. You didn't all fit in the elevator so you went down first. You swear the temperature in the batcave at least drops 30 degrees. You shivered pulling your jacket around you tighter.

You went up to Tim and gave him a small hug, you feel as if he is the only one still trying to look into the case on how you got here and you guys love comparing vape flavors when you stop by. Bruce was typing on the batcomputer but gave you a small nod of acknowledgement. You sat on a small stool and spun around until the boys got off the lift. 

Bruce stood up and walked towards the center table. Pulling up articles of scarecrow and riddlers attacks. Dick and Jason were walking up staring at the blue floating charts. Bruce’s tech was so advanced you don't even know how to describe how the bat table works. He moves his hands around and woosh, a floating article, a floating image, the whole city of gotham in 3d. You didn’t understand. Bruce kept moving his hands to pull up more information, he looked like a rave glover. You didn’t realize you were giggling until your tummy started to shake. Bruce- a rave glover you dont even think this man has rhythm. Your laughter grew louder causing Tim to shove your left shoulder breaking you from your thoughts. They were all staring at you, some in amusement but mainly in confusion. 

“Is everything alright…?” Jason trailed off awkwardly rubbing the back of his neck. You wiped your eyes just now noticing you laughed so hard it caused you to tear up. 

“Yup-Yeah” you straightened your shirt and sat more up. Bruce was talking about safety plans for Gotham's citizens. Scarecrow released a fear toxin in a small neighborhood testing out a small batch of his new dose. The new dosage made people see everyone  as a threat; causing them to claw at people, shoot, torture, kill and worst of all mothers were killing their babies. It did something weird to mothers that were already going through post-partum and caused them to develop a heightened psychosis which was so abnormal-  It made new mothers snap instantly, causing them to act without a second thought.

Bruce was displaying horrific images of the consequences of the fear toxin. 

“Y/N do you know of any methods I used from your universe that helped stop the scarecrow releasing the toxin?” Bruce looked at you , peering down at you from his cowl. 

“No- I- You always defeated him but he always got away with it. It’s a vicious cycle of cat and mouse you play with all of them. You get them but they always get out anyway and do it all over again” .You believe in Batman , you don’t believe he has the right to kill but this isn't a comic book anymore, you see the real life effects everyday. Gotham has a sickness. 

“Well would you look at that Bruce, your methods fail here and fail there” Jason chuckled, his fists curled up resting on his sides. You can feel the tension between the two but it seemed to always be like this. Tim and Dick appeared unfazed. You on the other hand were scared. You knew the capabilities the bat family possessed, you don't even consider them human. Jason started to walk away when Bruce called out for him to stop. Bruce then handed everyone, even you, manilla folders. 

“Here are some of scarecrows distributors & customers. Somehow they are connected to the riddler as well. Study, find and dismantle.-You " Bruce said, turning towards you. 

“I am giving you this so you know whom to avoid- you have no vigilante training don't start trouble.” Bruce stated, feet firmly planted as he asserted his dominance. You nodded and started flipping through the manilla folder. Unfortunately for you almost every face was recognizable causing you to laugh. Of course you know these men , you’ve only worked two weeks at the lounge and every single one comes every week. 

You laughed, Do you tell the Wayne family you work for penguins men? Or not start trouble. You laughed more and looked up at Bruce giving a very delayed response.

“I won’t start trouble.”

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Tim entered Bruce’s study. The meeting ended hours ago and so did patrol. Bruce was writing wayne enterprises reports even though tim completes the majority of them each week. 

“You know she was off, something is wrong with Y/N” Tim said, stepping closer with each word. 

“I know” Bruce replied, still writing away and not sparing Tim a glance. 

“Then why aren’t you doing anything about it? She is here because of US. Our universe somehow brought her here. You aren’t even looking into Lex Luthor's labs anymore- You act as if you don't want her to go home but you don't want to take responsibility for her either. It was too early for her to leave the manor. We lost her before we could even solidify her place here. “ Tim stated, eyes never leaving Bruce's face. 

Bruce sighed and placed his pen down. Wiping his hands from his forehead down to his mouth. 

“What do you think I’m doing? Scarecrow just had 15 postpartum mothers kill their newborns. I don't have time for anoth-”

“ANOTHER WHAT?! PROJECT? ORPHAN?” Tim yelled spit flying across the mahogany desk. “You ARE RESPONSIBLE FOR THIS. You are responsible for all of our suffering, you pushed dick away to another state. Jason to killing. Damien all he wants is for you to acknowledge his growth and effort but instead you sent him away to the titans! You sent Y/N to a shiny penthouse and a credit card that never maxes out! Who are you going to send away next?” Tim turned around , he was done with this. Done with Bruce’s bullshit, always ready to jump to the next mess without even cleaning up his own. Tim is not going to watch bruce fail Y/N. 

Tim pulled out his phone and called Jason. 

“Hey can you do me a favor?”

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KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK 

You jumped up, Dean slightly repositioned as he rested next to your head. You lifted your phone to see the time was 4:52am. You groaned, stretching your limps. 

You sluggishly walked to the door. You peered up to the peephole but saw no one there. You turned around in a state of confusion when a red helmet began to appear in your right corner of your eye. 

“Jason?” you said rubbing your eyes. You didn't have your glasses and your head is banging from all the drinking you did last night with Derek's friends. Jason handed you a pair of your glasses , you thanked him. 

“Long night?” Jason questioned gesturing towards the bottles that lay awry on the kitchen table. Casamigos, don julio, hennessy…. It did look bad- but you didn’t care. It was the only thing that reminded you of home. 

“Maybe.” You said grabbing a water bottle from the fridge. You didn’t like lying to Jason, so you chose not to give up too much information. 

“I saw you- a couple of hours ago. What were you doing at the iceburg longue” FUCK well I guess now you have to lie to Jason, you don’t want him saying anything to Bruce. 

“I was partying” Which was not a complete lie even though you did work a 4hr shift before your drinking at work began. 

“Hmm- You know exactly what the iceberg longue is- you know our stories so you definitely know the penguins. “ Jason said, arms crossed. His helmet made his voice sound deeper and scarier. You looked down to the ground. Uncertain what to say. They don’t need another charity case to deal with. You didn’t want them to know about your past history. Your past life. 

“I-um” Your breath hitched as Jason kept stepping closer to you. You backed into the counter while Jason had his arms caged around you. 

“Stay away from the lounge. I’m not going to tell you again Y/N.”Jason stated looking down at you. This position made you feel weak. Small. Powerless. You had no choice but to nod and agree. Jason's gloved hand came up and lifted your chin. You peered into the whites of his helmet. 

“I need an answer.” Jason demanded. 

“Yes sir.” 

// I don't own of the photos used, I used google and Pinterest to locate them please let me know so I can credit//

So obviously going the route of neglected batfam reader not sure who the love interest may be. I love all the characters lol.

[estrella--writes]

All That Remains 

Chapter four

Pairing: BatFamily x Reader 

Summary: You were always excluded, something was always missing from your life; belonging, family, a sense of purpose. Until they found you.

Warning: cursing, sex, depression, self harm, violence and bad writing

Last night made you feel light. For some reason the weed in Gotham was stronger. You got high easily, felt the words slow down until there was just silence. Jason left , heading back to take care of his kids in the crime alley. Jason was peaceful, reading about him-His story was filled with chaos, rage, pain. Tonight he wasn't red hood or arkham knight. He was just Jason. 

You don’t know who you are, Gotham Y/N who is she? You thought you would be excited, living in the DC universe. You imagined watching Wonder woman toss bad guys around like nothing, admiring her strength and resilience. Superman's kindness radiating throughout the world. Batman's devotion to fixing his city. But there was so much ugliness. In this universe… in you.

You were alone again. 

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“So, I can still keep my name but my last name will have to be different?” You asked, looking at your new drivers license tim changed. 

“Yes, you were found out of lex luthors lab, we believe that still has some connection to how you got here.” Tim explained pulling out documents from a manila folder. He handed you a birth certificate, high school diploma, college transcripts, college diploma. And a pair of keys?

“Bruce set you up in a penthouse near the wayne tower. Paparazzi flooded our gates and saw you coming back with Dick the other day. I had to pay them off to delete the photos. Your alias to the Wayne family is that you are a family friend from Europe." Tim said,  You looked at him like he was an alien. Europe?

“Tim, in case you haven't noticed, I am not white buddy” You said, shaking your head. European ? please you are not passing as that.

“No- I. well um.. Where do you want to be from?” Tim asked, scratching the back of his neck nervously. 

“Here! I am from here - where else would I be from” You said, spreading your arms out. You are a brown woman from the United States that doesn't speak any other language besides English. Where else would you be from??

“Okay we’ll say you came to visit us from Europe on a trip after college and you came back to live in Gotham?" 

“Sure” You said, swiping the keys off the table. Examining the benz logo on the keys.

You were happy to leave the mansion. Only 4 people live there, but it felt so lonely, cold and dark. You couldn't imagine how Bruce felt growing up in a big house so alone with Gotham's spotlight shining on him. Now the city calls for him in a different way and they don't know it. 

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“You are always welcome at the mansion. You don't need an invitation.” Bruce stated setting the cat litter on the penthouse floor. Bruce came to visit you before patrol, in his usual armani suit and tie. Minus the eyeliner of course

“I’m not sure if Damian would like that” You said in a teasing tone. Bruce looked at you and crossed his arms. Standing near the kitchen countertop. 

“What did he do?” Bruce questioned. 

“I would hate to get someone in trouble with the batman” You said placing your hands on your hips and widening your stance, mocking Bruce on how looks when he looked down from the top of buildings. 

Bruce laughed and shook his head and looked down. His gaze was fixated then he slowly looked up to you.

“Who is Batman to you?” He said in a serious but questioning tone. 

“To me?” How should you answer? You always resonated with his story more than any of the other bat boys. Growing up alone, isolated, filled with anger, that anger still follows you well into adulthood. You don't want to expose what you know about Bruce because you still want to get to know him-the real life him. You weren't sure if bruce was asking about who batman is to you or who is bruce wayne to you. 

“To me? He’s someone with unwavering devotion to his mission. I wish I had the drive Batman does. He is human painfully obviously human. He doesn't always succeed but he always tries. Batman for a lack of better word is a hero to me.” Bruce looked at you and you kept your gaze locked onto him. He didn’t seem angry, calculated or even vulnerable. He was taking in what you said. 

He looked down and played with the ring on his finger. 

“Thank you.” The front door made a small click. You released the breath you were holding. Dean rubbed against your leg, curling up his tail. You reached down to scratch his back. 

“I know.”

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This was your first time out without your bodyguards. Dick is in bludhaven. Bruce is probably resting from his nightly patrol, Alfred told you Damian is at school if you would like to come by but you politely declined. Alfred does so much he doesn't need another task to deal with , and Jason, well you weren't sure where he was. 

The penthouse was in a nice location, an area you would never have been able to afford in real life. You found a middle eastern coffee shop, a gym that you will get a membership at and never go to, a bookstore, tons of hipster vintage shops that you will never go into. 

You ventured outside of your new neighborhood. You found a small Mexican grocery store that had a small stand selling chilaquiles outside. This universe had the same foods as yours, you were hoping there would be some weird fruit hybrid- everything was the same but it wasn't. 

You wandered and wandered around the city, you even stopped to get cash out the atm to see what the difference in what the dollars are. They're more of a deeper green in this universe. You bought a pack of cigarettes outside of some bodega in a neighborhood similar to the one back home. You stood outside the shop leaning against the side, watching the sun settle down to bed. You took a drag, gothams cigs taste like mexican cigs from home. 

Home. Where chelley used to be. You were wrecked with guilt, knowing she has to pay rent all on her own now, knowing she doesn't have you and you don't have her. What can you do ? How can you support your best friend while in another universe? Were you ever going to go back? 

Your thoughts of dread continued to fuel in your mind until a man stopped next to you, leaning against the shop to your right. 

“I got a 3.5 selling if you want it.” You peered up at him , your eyes peeking through your curls to look at the tall lanky man. He was wearing a bomber jacket and some beat up converse. He didn't seem dangerous but you never had the best discernment. 

“Indica or sativa?” 

He tilted his head to the side. He chuckled, he stepped closer and shoved a clear baggie into your right jean pocket, he was now facing you. 

“You must be new to gotham, saying words I've never heard of. Try it, come back and let me know how much you like it. The first one is free. “ He then walked away, something about the way he moved was weird, he was holding most of his weight on his left side but every time he walked he jolted up straight. 

“Is anything ever really free. “ you threw your bud down to the ground and got back into your car heading back to the penthouse. 

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“Dean I know , this universe doesn't have your cat brand, but here I ordered a variety of brands until you like one best” you held a hand up to your forehead trying to nurse your headache. Dean kept crying and meowing at you for hours. Sniffing his food and then pawing at you because he doesn't recognize his favorite brand. Dean has always been picky since a young age, both of you are restarting your life and it's been hard on each of you. 

After about 30 mins and opening every single brand of catfood you can buy on instacart dean settled into his food tasting event in the kitchen. You retreated to your room and pulled out the baggie. 

Jason smoked pre-rolls with you so you didn't see what the flower looked like before. Flower here was purple, not green. It was beautiful . You grabbed some blunts out of your purse and began rolling. You stepped out onto your balcony and began. 

This sensation was different. Everything was pulsating. God what was this feeling. It was exhilarating. You could feel your heart thumping in your chest. Your breathing was so so heavy. Your weight on your chest was lifted. God what was this. This feeling was very different from the one you had with Jason. You felt even more lighter. 

You didn't realize you were giggling loudly. You ashed half the blunt and walked back into the room on your tip toes. Your laughter growing louder. Your legs dangled off the bed. You hummed and smiled. You felt happy. 

You curled up into a fetal position hugging your arms around your body. You felt still. You felt at home. 

[estrella--writes]

All That Remains 

Chapter Three

Pairing: BatFamily x Reader 

Summary: You were always excluded, something was always missing from your life; belonging, family, a sense of purpose. Until they found you.

Warning: cursing, sex, depression, self harm, violence and bad writing

You thought once you turned 25 this would be the best year of your life. The movies made it seem like everything would be daisies and sunshine. You would find the love of your life, write books in new york, have brunch with your girls. How did you end up here? In another universe where gotham gets gassed every month by scarecrow, rapes and murders at an all time high. Stuck in a mansion with low emotional intelligence men and a scary serial killer middle schooler. 

You were scared, when in stressful situations you coped differently than others. Other people leaned on friends, family, and therapists. Here you have nothing. You learned what to do when you have nothing. You snorted, drank, swallowed colorful pills. You handled stress terribly. You stopped doing hard drugs numbing the pain with alcohol and weed, but you’ve never been in a situation like this. Being placed in another universe with real life terrors, real life superheroes, real life villains. 

KNOCK KNOCK

“Young miss it is 12pm i do not permit anyone to sleep this long but for today the exception was made. Please come down stairs for an early lunch” Alfred stated, his footsteps padding away down the hall. 

You got up with a huff and jumped in the shower. The shower was beautifullll, overhead stream , perfect boiling water, surprisingly there was curl shampoo, probably dicks or jasons. There were some clothes laid out on the bed for you. Hmm, they were your size too. Strangeee. 

You exited the room with dean trotting behind you, as you descended down the stairs you noticed how gothic the place looked. Victorian architecture, high ceilings and chandeliers. You live in a shitty two bedroom far from downtown that has a mysterious smell near the front door. Well you lived.

You can hear plates clinking and chatter coming from the kitchen, Dean can sense your nervousness and took lead. You walked into the wide kitchen noting dick, tim and bruce there. No damian or jason.

“Hey, we saved some for you. “ Tim said, pushing a plate your way. You took a seat near the end not wanting to sit closer to Dick, the superhero you have fantasized about a million times. 

“ Where's Jason?" You said, causing dick to look up at you with a wide smile. 

“Hmm, is he your favorite? Is that Why you ask?” Dick said, twiring his hair and wiggling his eyebrows like a maniac. You choked on your water. 

“No he’s not my favorite actually, just wondering” You said, shrugging your shoulders. You shot a quick look at batman hoping no one notices he's your favorite. 

Bruce noticed though, he shifted in his seat. His face was stoic, unwavering. You continued to eat, you haven't had a good home cooked meal like this since your parents passed. Chelly never cooks because she's never home. usually you just eat from whatever restaurant that is on doordash.

“We have sent your DNA to the justice league watchtower, Mister Terffic will figure out the source of the universe you come from and figure out how to send you back, but it will take a while. We haven't encountered universes where we don't exist within them” Bruce laid out the game plan and rose from his chair like it was his throne and walked away. Leaving you in the company of Tim and dick. 

You were going to be here for a while. You sighed and petted dean whom rested on a chair next to you, taking another nap. 

You peered up at dick and tim, catching their attention with your gaze. 

“Do you think you guys can take me shopping? I don't have makeup, underwear or hair products with me.” Dick perked up and immediately said yes. Tim shook his head and told you he is unable to come because he's going to the kent farm today. 

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“So..” Dick started the conversation after his very very awkward silence in Victoria's Secret. 

“You said in your universe we’re comic book heroes? “ Dick asked, taking a break to slurp his iced latte. 

“Yeah from DC comics. It is virtually the same to the life you lead now, being batman’s first adopted son, first robin. Living in bludhaven. There’s different timelines and different adaptations though , but the background is usually the same in each.” Dick nodded his head taking in what you said. 

“So you know about my parents? My journey to bludhaven? Jason's story? You probably know more about Bruce than we do.” Dick said, chuckling lowkey while looking down at his latte like it was the most interesting thing in the world. You paused opening and closing your mouth. What do you say? As each second passed you felt more distance grow between the two of you. It was like you read all their diaries. 

“I found comfort in your stories, I never had consistency in my life. I didn't have a big black bat to take me in and teach me how to control my anger and my need for destruction. So I found an escape , with your stories. It helped me exit my life and enter yours.” You say while facing away from him. The whole interaction made you feel very vulnerable. 

He froze for a moment and softened. You felt rough fingers close around your shoulder, bags hitting your arms. You looked up at him and noticed his gaze softened but his smile was sad. “Let's keep shopping.”

Dick dropped you off at the mansion stating he had to check on the young justice tower since he hasn't been there in a week. He told you he will return soon but didn't give you a date. 

You were happy to have some distance. Dick is more buff and even hotter in real life. The veins on that man's arms while he drove made your heart beat fast like a drum. 

You ventured up into your room, noticing dean curled up in the center with mouse toys. You put your bags on the dresser and began doing your hair. Your curls felt so dry, you didn't have a bonnet to sleep with last night so your hair felt like a tangled mess. An hour later your arms were so sore but you finally perfect your routine. In this universe they didn't have camille rose but you found another great brand. 

You were resting when you got a knock on the door. You opened to find Bruce, standing there with his cowl off. He stepped inside and presented you with a bag with a huge W on it. 

“I have some Wayne tech for you. Laptop, phone, tablet and a smart watch. Wear the watch 24/7 so I know where you are at all times. I added one of my cards onto the phone so you can use it. “ you took the bag in amazement. Wayne Tech looked like high tech chinese devices, way better than apple. 

“Thank you, i appreciate it” You looked up at him through your glasses.            “I’m sorry for calling you an ass yesterday, I felt very overwhelmed yesterday..” you said trailing off nervously scratching your arm. 

“It is fine, I don’t trust often but..” he trailed off looking over your frame. 

“I’m sorry I don't know how to explain I got here, and I know everything about you guys and you know nothing about me.. But if i can i would like to..” You didnt know what you want, you dont know if you want to fuck him or have him fill your absent parent void youve been longing for since you were 11. 

“Tomorrow we can discuss more, I am going on patrol with Damien,” Bruce said, stepping back, placing his hand on the door, opening it wider to let himself out. 

“Oh okay” You said softly

“I would-like to know more-about you.” and then with a soft click you felt the distance shrink. 

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You spent all night researching Gotham; Superman's epic saves. The joker in this universe was horrific, scarecrow was on arkham knight level and bane is currently MIA. You didn't realize it was 4am already. Thankfully this universe had the same rock bands and kpop idols you listen to. Now that you have bruce wayne money you can finally go to south korea. You created social media accounts, Bruce set up a checking and savings account for you but it was underneath a parent account making you feel like a child. You instantly got friend requests from the batboys which made you feel extremely uncomfortable considering they have you on 24/7 surveillance without you knowing. The only person that didnt follow you was damian…Typical. 

You were watching a horror movie , watching Michael Myers slash through Haddonfield comforted you. It was always your favorite film, the score wa-

KNOCK KNOCK

The popcorn bowl spilled, you clutched the cover in horror and quickly turned to your right towards the window to see the red hood at your window. 

“Well are you going to let me in?”

“Oh right.. Sorrryyy” You said standing up quickly adjusting your little shorts and pajama shirt making you painfully aware that you have no bra on. 

He climbed in smoothly for such a big man he’s so light on his feet. Jason reached up and took off his mask, it made a hiss as the mechanics released off of his face. 

Jason looked sweaty. You turned around towards your dresser grabbing the water bottle and handing it to him. He gave you a quick thanks and drank it. God, that mans Adam's apple is almost the size of supermans. 

“So I heard you got settled in already. “ Jason walked around the room looking at the shopping bags and half filled closet. 

“Yeah dick took me shopping and Bruce gave me an upgrade” You said holding up the newest phone on the market. 

“oH believe I know” Jason pulled out his phone displaying your recent google searches. “Little Miss Y/n is a pot head?” 

You quickly snatched his phone bringing it to your chest 

Nearest dispensary 

Pre-roll indica 

How to get weed without an id?

“ARE YOU SNOOPING ON ME?” You couldn't believe it, you know they are the world's greatest detectives but having access to someone's browser history is INSANE.

“Dont worry Tim showed me, Bruce doesn't know.” Jason reached in his leather jacket pocket and pulled out a pre-roll. 

“I thought we could have some fun tonight.” He smiled placing the joint in your mouth and lit it. 

You couldn't believe it you were about to share a joint with Jason Todd.

// I don't own of the photos used, I used google and Pinterest to locate them please let me know so I can credit//

Who should the love interest be? We got a deeper background on Y/Ns history. Gotham can be destructive i wonder if it would destroy her? 

[estrella--writes]

All That Remains 

Chapter two

All That Remains 

Chapter two

Pairing: BatFamily x Reader 

Summary: You were always excluded, something was always missing from your life; belonging, family, a sense of purpose. Until they found you.

Warning: cursing, sex, depression, self harm, violence and bad writing

The cave was bright, it gave the total opposite of a man cave. It was like being underground in a super secret cia tunnel that only the president has access to. 

You had an iv running fluids into you, your cat dean found comfort on top of the batmobile, finding solace on the carbon fiber hood. 

“So she’s not a mutant?” Dick asked, peering over Batman and red robin’s shoulder. Tim was typing away while Bruce monitored the screen. 

“Yes, there is no gene mutation, her vitals are clear, the only problem she has is that she's pre-diabetic.” tim said calmy

“Hey-Hey, no need to talk about my chunkiness in front of the hottest asses in Gotham!” You yelled out from the medical bay. Red hood chuckled next to you shaking his head while Grayson had a huge smile on his face. Dick had taken off his domino mask revealing his scar ridden cheeks and dimples. 

You couldn't believe this- I mean you read about these men constantly. Fantasized about them. Saw them shirtless, cry, laugh, die. And here you are sitting with Gotham's finest , knowing all their secrets, how their stories start and end. It felt personal, almost like an invasion. 

Bruce cleared his throat, causing all necks to snap his way. He turned around and started walking towards you, his gaze narrowing only on you. He no longer saw you as a threat, you think.

“How did you get here?”  His brow line deepens as he speaks

You grew frustrated you told everyone already multiple times that you don't know and you were literally unconscious when they found you. You stood up ripping the IV from your arm. 

“I told you already! I don’t know!  You guys are non-exsistent, this whole thing feels like one big joke. I was in a room and a bright light shined and bam im here in the batcave. The one thing I do know is that you're an ass Bruce Wayne! “ You yelled out in frustration, hot tears running down your face. 

You're completely alone again. No chelly, no hot middle eastern dude from the cafe around the corner, no laptop and no comic book men because they are real and they are mean in real life!

“Bruce, I believe her, c’mon her dna has no mutation and she knows all of our names. Dick ran the background check twice and didn't show up in any system. “ Dick exclaimed, spreading his arms out wide causing the blue streaks in his uniform to trace down to his fingertips. 

Bruce inched closer towering over you. Bruce swallowed, looked down at you and tilted your chin up with his gloved hand. 

“You will stay in the mansion until we figure out what's going on” His deep voice echoed throughout the room. 

“Okay” you said softly effectively putting the conversation to a pause. 

“Here we are, young miss?” Alfred stated putting the extra comforter on the edge of the bed.  

“Thank you” You laid Dean down on the bed who immediately leaped off and started circling Alfred purring while rubbing his cheeks on his Italian suit. 

“Sorry about him, he is usually not an affectionate cat.” You said picking up dean softly 

“No need to apologize I have this effect on people, even animals” Alfred hums while exiting the room. You giggled softly and walked into the bathroom to examine how horribly you looked in front of your comic book crushes. 

Your lenses had a scratch on the right and appeared to be lopsided. Your makeup smeared revealing your pimple on your left cheek and deep eyebags. Your hair was frizzy and appeared to be tangled in the back. You sighed knowing you can't do anything about it now. It’s not like the mansion has your foundation and curly hair products. It would be an issue for another day. 

You slumped into the amazing king size bed and decided everything will be solved tomorrow, they will help you find a way home and everything will be okay. 

You felt a weight on you, like an axel was laying on your chest. It couldn't be dean, he sleeps above your head like he's your owner. You tried to sit up and was quickly slammed back down. 

“Ugh” You opened your eyes to see Damian wayne holding a sword to your neck placing all his weight on your chest to keep you immobilized. 

Damian narrowed his eyes down at you “what are you doing here?”

“Uhh.. im running a 5k mile, obviously im sleeping” you snapped back at the tween robin. You peered to the side to see the alarm clock displaying a time of 5:06am.

Damian took a good look at you. He knew that the bat family must trust you enough to let you sleep upstairs and not in the cave cells, but he went through the batcomputer and no trace of you was found. Damian believed you knew too much and the league taught him how to handle people that know too much.

Damian frowned and blinked, you clearly had no weapons on you and you werent putting up a fight. He was conflicted, batman taught him actions have consequences. What would be the consequence of killing unarmed girl in her sleep?

MEOW 

Dean meowed loudy at damian stepping one paw on your forehead for balance. Dean meowed again straight into the brats face. He gave him a warning. Deans tail started to rise and his back started to arch and then the weight was lifted. 

Damian stood on the side of you sheathing his sword onto his side. 

“We will discuss more in the morning" and left without sparing another glance at the pair of you. You reached up and scratched your cat behind his ear. 

“Thank you dean” 

// I don't own of the photos used, I used google and Pinterest to locate them please let me know so I can credit//

I wasn't going to add damian but why not he is the blood son. Short chapter today I left work super late.

[estrella--writes]

All That Remains 

Chapter one

Pairing: BatFamily x Reader 

Summary: You were always excluded, something was always missing from your life; belonging, family, a sense of purpose. Until they found you.

Warning: cursing, sex, depression, self harm, violence and bad writing

The sun was shining- I think. I couldn't tell , it was 5am and I had my blackout curtains perfectly placed so not even a sliver of sunshine could get in. Another friday night spent inside. You had offers to go to the club, matcha fest, hookah lounge but none of it interested you anymore. When you were 21 it had filled the void for you but not anymore. You had superman playing in the background, your cat dean was laid out, taking his 12th nap for the night. 

You were doom scrolling new sims mods. Finding new ways to pass your time- or waste it. 

“Y/N! Hey, I just got home from my bar shift and wanna drink?” Your roommate Chelly yelled out. Chelly was hot, the femme fatale. The friend that was always asked out when you guys went to the bar together, the one that always seduced the bouncer to let you guys skip the line. 

You got up from your gaming chair, adjusting your oversized jersey shore shirt and started walking towards the living room. Chelly had poured out your usual henny and coke while she was making herself an espresso martini. 

“What new skin did you buy today?” Chelly spoke to you playfully, teasing but her words always had love behind them. 

“No new skins today, waiting for the jason chapter to launch on dbd, I want a new survivor skin.” 

“Ahhh yes I’m tired of you playing as lara croft” Chelly snorted while laughing softly. You guys had taken some shots, Chelly spoke about her recent men that she conquered and the latest new menu changes. You met chelly in college, she was a secret nerd like you but she was able to hide it while it shined all throughout you. 

“You know I heard of this new therapy that would help you sleep? I know your insomnia is getting worse. In college you were able to get at least 6 hours, now you're down to 4. I’m worried about you Y/N/N. I don't want you to go back down that path of how you were when you were with A-”

“Ah he shall not be named in this house. I know I know, it just feels like everything I touch slips through my fingers. The only things that remains around me are my comics and my laptop. Those things can't leave me.” You said softly. You know your depression is getting worse, you know your repeating the same patterns you first did when you and he shall not be named broke up. You can't find your groove again. You're always feeling half empty. 

Chelly slid over the pamphlet labeled “University of Casa presents experimental paid sleep study” by Psychiatrist Dr. Phoenix. It seemed like a good idea. You would stay there for 16 weeks, fully paid for.  You did need the money, sir dean has scratched up your furniture so bad clothes are just piling up everywhere. 

Two days later. You had packed a suitcase and your cat carrier into Chelly's car. The drive was only about an hour but the commute in the big city made an hour drive into 2. You and chelly sang obnoxiously on the way. 

“So what are you going to do while I'm gone?” You asked while munching on a fry. 

“Mhm- pass me one. I think I’ll -OW hot hot. Okay I think I'll cry, cry and then drink. Fuck a guy with an amazing mustache and then cry again” Chelly said while giggling and choking on the fry

“Ha! I actually agree with that plan, while at the sleep study, I’m going to try to find a hot guy that will reallyyy make me sleep through the night” You both giggled loudly causing your cat to meow in frustration as he tried to sleep. 

Chelly pulled up to the university and assisted you while getting out. 

“Are you sure you don't want to leave dean?” 

“Nah dean has separation anxiety I would have to cause him to be upset.”

“Are you sure dean is the one- Ow ow okay maybe it is good you take him” dean had swatted chelly reaching his arm out of the cage. You guys started hugging when a man with a clipboard jogged up to you guys. 

“Hello! Are you for Dr.Phoenix’s sleep program?” 

“Yes, I’m Y/N” I stated while shaking his hand.

He led you inside, the university was beautiful, full of sunflowers and peonies. You had signed in, signed some waivers full of big words you didn't understand but the basement had no internet so you couldn't look up what you were signing but you knew what a non disclosure agreement was. The other participants all ranged from different ages, races and backgrounds. You had the corner room, which was good because you had seen some dogs and dean hates them. 

The lights flickered every time you heard a hum, there were multiple doors that was locked and there were guards posted at many entrances. This was a weird sleep study but maybe some people were sleepwalkers. You shrugged your shoulders and began unpacking. Meet and greet with other participants started at 7pm. Your dorm room was nice, you had your own bathroom and enough space for your cat litter box. You were anxious to get the wifi password, your sims probably have lit the whole house on fire by now. 

Dean adjusted accordingly as long as he had his food, he didn't care where he was. You attended the meet and greet. The food was nice. Conversation was bland enough for you to coast by and the orientation after was short. Bed time was 10pm. Meds and tests were administered throughout the day. Before you were able to exit the room everyone was given a bright yellow pill. You had taken it and padded back to your room. All the lights were dim, the only thing that worked without cellular was your Spotify saved playlists. Bring me the horizon filled your ear buds. As you slowly drifted asleep. 

BANG

You shot up from your bed, the room darker than it was before you had drifted off, Your door was cracked open and dean was nowhere to be found. You quickly got up and slipped into your house shoes, scrambling for your phone between the sheets. You tapped the flashlight icon and bent underneath your bed. 

“Dean?” 

You checked the bathroom, the dresser, and the closet. No where to be found. You went towards the door and noticed the guards were missing. Weird they had three guards posted when it was announced that it was bed. You peered into some of the dorms and noticed two people were missing but their doors were locked. 

MEOW

“Dean?” You started running towards the hallway turning left, right and then left towards the sound. 

LABORATORY lettered  in bright green displayed over the metal door. Dean was scratching at the door appearing distressed. 

“Baby what are you doing?” You scooped dean as he tried to wrestle out of your arms. The door was ajar, you had opened it more it creaked slightly causing you to wince. You walked on the metal grates , there was an electric humming and flashes of light coming from the back. You heard hushed whispers and someone whimpering? 

You slowly inched closer and positioned yourself behind a shelf full of glass syringes and medical equipment. You saw two people a white male and an asian woman shackled by their hands and feet. With a metal headband on. Their eyes were red, full of tears. Yellow liquid was pouring from their heads. 

“They cannot sustain the trip, their cells rejected the regeneration. Their DNA is no good” 

“Maybe Test subject 11 would fair better for the trial. They are vegan and workout 4 times a week.” 

“Test subject 4 was vegan but did not work out maybe we should increase the amount of radiation , and sustain a new diet for all test subjects” 

The asian female started convulsing, foaming at the mouth. The gag in her mouth caused her to choke even more. A guard stepped up looked at her and then glanced at the scientists. They sighed and gave a sharp nod. 

BANG

You yelped loudly watching the asian womans brain spill from the side of her face. The scientists turned around sharply looking at you alarmed, the guard started charging towards you. 

“FUCK” You tightned your hold on dean, and started booking it back where you came from. You can hear the guards boots beating on the ground as they charged at you. You couldn't find the exit door and going back to your room would ensure your death. You sharply turned right, flicking off your house shoes you run faster and saw a big red button and pressed it hard. A metal door slid open and you ran inside catching a glimpse of two guards with guns. You pressed the second red button causing the door to slam shut. You rested on the side of the door out of breath, your cat was breathing heavily as well sensing your distress. 

The lights started to flicker, going off and on. You turned on your flashlight shining it around trying to look for another way out. You noticed a spinning blue object that was held up by metal pins. It started to pulse causing a humming noise to emit from it. You looked around frantically , you tried to press the red button again but the door didn't open. You panned the flight light up and read the sign over the door.

REACTOR

“Oh fuck” You held dean closer to you. Dread settling into your bones. You were going to die. You can hear voices from outside the door. 

“How did she get in there? The reactor cannot sustain another test at the moment” 

“It is too late, she has turned it on” 

The reactor was now spinning, you no longer needed the flashlight. The reactor was emitting the brightest light. 

“Dean, I'm so sorry” You started to cry holding your love tight to your chest. Wires were flying, spiking everywhere. The humming noise turned into a loud electrical cry. Then everything went black. 

BEEP BEEP BEEP

“Where did you find her?”

“I was on an assignment by Clark, investigating a new experiment lex is conducting near the outskirts of gotham.”

“And why did you bring her here.?”

“Because there was no homes for more than 50 miles and the lab was designated for human experiments, i believe she is a mutant”

The voices sounded familiar, you couldn't pin who it was. You felt a sharp tongue licking you. You groaned reaching for dean and brought him closer to your chest. 

You opened your eyes and saw big blurred figures. 

“Hello?” You said groggly it felt like youve been hit by a million tasers. 

“Who are you” A sharp deep voice cut out from your right, Causing you to turn towards the corner of the room to see a man in black costume easily weighing 250 pounds. 

“Um, WHO ARE YOU AND WHERE ARE MY GLASSES?” You started panicking being in a room full of men and no glasses screamed  gangbang and you were a monogamous type of girl. 

“Oh sorry” a blue glove appeared in front of you, handing you your glasses. You said thanks quickly, setting dean on your lap. Sliding them back onto your face, you adjusted your curls which immediately felt super frizzy and tangled. 

“Your eyes adjusted to the bright lights when you saw them. 

Red hood was standing there arms crossed head tilted. Tim was sitting in the blue light emitting from his ipad onto his masked face. Nightwing had his arms rested lighty on his side looking at you with curiosity, and then there he was bruce wayne he was terrifying big. Fear was definitely his tool. You couldn't focus anywhere else. 

“Bruce Wayne?"

“Who are you” He said, stepping closer his boots beating on the ground. He was now towering over you peering down at you through his mask. 

“Nobody..” 

// I don't own of the photos used, I used google and Pinterest to locate them please let me know so I can credit//

So how do you guys feel about this? Going to make a series dont know who the love interest will be yet. I love bruce wayne but who wouldnt want to fuck all of the batboys? No cass or stephanie in this series because i havent read their comics would hate to write them poorly.

[estrella--writes]

Fucking two bad bitches at the same damn time

Jason Todd x Y/N x Dick Grayson 

You were a one man kinda girlie but something about Bruce Wayne's sons changed you

“On the phone, cooking dope, at the same damn time

Selling white, selling mid, at the same damn time

Fucking two bad bitches at the same damn time

At the same damn time, at the same damn time”

On the sofa, popping bottles, at the same damn time, aye” You rapped along while in the kitchen making your daily latte - or hourly. 

Jason and Dick had been watching you from the hallway. You rapping in your little shorts and tanktop hugging your curves. It was sunday which meant your two boys had devoted all their time and attention to you. 

“She’s been in a serious future phase lately” Jason muttered in amusement while watching you. 

“Yeah it's better than her ice spice phase though “ Dick said with his arms crossed, head tilted watching with a small smile.

“At the same damn time, at the same damn time

I'm on Pluto, I'm on Mars at the same dam- Oh hey!” 

You turned latte in hand to see your boyfriends watching you closely with a heated but loving gaze in their eyes. They never turn off their detective mode even when they're not working. Their gaze is always strong, calculated -always watching. 

“Babe I know you love hanging out with Tim but you have been picking up bad habits.” Dick started circling you watching the corners of your mouth twitch holding back a witty comeback. Jason crossed the centerfold sitting on the stools at the kitchen bar eyebrows raised up waiting for your response. 

“You will not come in between me and Tim, you know I love the waynes sons.” You stated eyes wide open,  even with your glasses on the Wayne brothers could see them twinkle with a playful glint. They loved this game with you, battle of wits- something about rage bait was your usually foreplay.

“Oh we KNOW you love the wayne sons but we don't have room for anyone more additions.” Dick said darkly towering over you, arms barricading you in. 

Even though you have been together for two years, seeing Dick’s muscles up close always does something to you. Your eyes trailed down grayson’s big arms. His veins were like lightning strikes extending down to his hands, his sweatpants rested low on his hips letting you know he's not wearing underwear. He had a very short short tank top on, letting out his v-line and scars. You look up at him shaking your curls out of the way of yours eyes. You smile and then give him a firm kiss on the cheek MWAH

“Does that make it better?” You question swaying back and forth with your arms crossed underneath your breasts making your piercings buldge out to say hello to robin number one. Dick stared at you- more or so less your tits- eyes wide, his tongue darted out quickly wetting his lips, he suddenly felt parched. He anxiously scratched the back of his neck , black hair shaking around him. 

“Um- yeah its fine babe” he nodded quickly up and down smiling down at you. Behind you Jason let out a loud laugh shaking his head back and forth. “Your whipped dude.” 

“Oh and you're not?” Dick said quickly at his brother, throwing him a glare as his hands rested on your hips drawing mindless circles on them. 

“I’m immune to her tricks “ Jason stated puffing his chest out trying to look big and macho like he already isn't built like a damn tank. 

“Oh really what about last week when she wore th-” Once they started bickering they weren't going to stop. You looked at them lifting the latte to your lips quietly giggling as pointed fingers and crossed arms started flying across the table. You backed up because you know the oldest couldn’t help but put in his little brother into submission. Any moment now, Jason will end up in a headlock. 

You walked into the living room sitting on the couch, your tv was still playing future because of course you had it on a loop :)

“My earring a jelly bean, gangster lean and Irene

Red eyes, no Visine, I'm loc'd out on the drink

Horse shoes on my jeans, Robin jeans with the wings

Yellow bone on my team, trafficking them Yao Mings”

The boys groaned loudly interrupting your rap battle with future causing you to look at jason in a headlock rolling his eyes and dick muttering something about being haunted by future and how hes going to take back your rolling loud tickets. 

“Baby-” jason started untangling himself from dick and pushing him into the kitchen stools in the process he walked towards you in his small slow steps “don't you think you listened to this song enough, I love your little raps but it’s been a full week of only future.” Jason said softly afraid to upset you and your recent obsession. 

You looked at him blankly eyes blinking robotic like, then You stood up on the coffee table and started dancing like your life depended on it remote in hand turning up the volume .

“I wear Gucci, I wear Bally at the same damn time

On the phone, cooking dope, at the same damn time” 

Jason and dick tilted their heads to side simultaneously watching your cheeks jiggle side to side as you twerked. 

“Selling white, selling mid, at the same damn time

Fucking two bad bitches at the same damn time”

Dick whispered to Jason “is this song about us?” Jason looked at his brother and said “Nah-wait two bitches are WE the bitches?” Jason said, pointing at himself and his brother. 

You jumped down from the coffee table, walking up to your vigilantes doing your best to stretch out your arms to hug the both of them. You peered up at both of them with playful eyes. 

“You know i love my bitches right?” You said tiltering your head to the side. Hugging them tighter. Breasts resting on their bulky arms. Speaking of breasts- you got distracted while hugging them you were too busy staring at their brea-chests. The two detectives were sending each other telepathic signals plotting their revenge. “ Baby” Dick said, grabbing both hands spinning you around so your back was faced towards Jason. Wrists locked tight in nightwings grip. There was no doubt in Dicks mind when he peered into your eyes that all you had for the boys was pure admiration and a side of mischief. He almost felt bad for what he was about to do - but not too bad to stop Jason . Jason's fingers crept up your sides and started curling and contorting around your ribs with a mission- to tickle you to death. 

You started squirming, exploding with laughter. You did your best to twist and kick but those efforts were instantly remedied. “St-oop” You tried to say while squirming between the Wayne brothers. Dick looked up at Jason and cocked his head to the side and shrugged his shoulders . He was always the first to give in . Jason sighed and looked down at you squirming. “ Fine” Jason said and picked you up by the ribs and threw you on the couch. 

“Ow! Hey I landed on fatson todd” You stated holding up the fat plushie of red hood. Dick laughed sipping your latte and scrolling away from future before you can get the remote back. Jason plopped down next to you, grabbing the plushie and holding him up to the light. “Nah hes fine just got a bit of lint on him” jason said wiping him off. Dick snuggled in onto the left of you squishing you more towards jason. 

“Gimme” you said swiping the chocolate latte out of dicks hands chugging the delicious recipe you and tim mastered in alfred’s kitchen. You laid your arm across jason’s stomach using him as an arm rest and intertwined your right leg with dicks. You laid your head back eyes closed basking in your delicious white men. Dick and Jason laid their heads on yours shoulders. Basking in your scent , dick loved playing with your curls even though his fingers always got tangled in them. 

“Boys? “ You said gathering their attention. Both boys shifted their full attention on you. You peered up at both of them head swinging side to side. 

“ hmm?”

“Can i still go to rolling loud?” Both boys groaned and started throwing pillows and fatson todd at you. Laughter spilled throughout the living room. Sundays with the finest vigilantes were the best.

this has been in my drafts for monthsssss kept thinking about my hardcore future phase because it def coming back, anyways Ive been loving the wayne family comics its free on web toons :)

ps I don't own any images

[estrella--writes]

THE WRONG JACKET

Jason Todd x Y/N

You were late to everything that day; to work, to the coffee shop, and now you lost your favorite jacket. 

You were in a rush, you had put your jacket on inside out, you had to run up the flight of stairs twice to your apartment one for your lunchbag and the second time to say goodbye to Mr.Lance your cat. You had a 10am meeting you had to attend but your alarm didn't go off causing your team's chat to blow up with not so kind messages from your boss mad and now your favorite niche coffee shop has the longest line ever because some tik toker just had to give them their props. You waited in the line that wrapped around the corner for about 20 mins because you refuse to mess up your morning routine even though it is almost the afternoon. 

After acquiring your nutella latte you scanned the room for an empty seat trying to look through the cascade of Ring lights and then that's when you saw an empty chair. You rushed over there, kitten heels wobbling to the side. You sat at a shared table with a man who had his headphones in,  body turned towards the exit door and large window. He was big- muscles bulging out the seams of his black jacket and fingers cascaded with emo rings, he wore dark wash jeans and combat boots. 

You opened your laptop and did your best to complete last week's notes that were due friday- today was monday. You sipped your latte, peering up from your laptop looking at the man across from you,  he was reading -  Jane Austen? Cute. You shrug off your jacket and start heading towards the bathroom- finally having a moment to yourself. 

The coffee shop was overstimulating, filled with selfie sticks, ring lights on the max brightness and mics clipped to their shirts. You washed your hands and trekked back to your table where you found your laptop ringing loudly with a call coming from your team manager and multiple messages titled SOS NEW PROJECT INCOMING. You sighed and rummaged through your purse looking for your airpods to connect to the call when a body crashed into the table next to you, sending it straight into yours causing your table to shake and wobble, your keys slide off the table and your extra large nutella latte was going to crash next. You scrambled to grab your coffee when a hand enclosed on top of your fingers helping you contain your chocolate delight. You made contact with striking green eyes, “Are yo-” Another body crashed into your seat from behind- a blonde with a selfie stick “OOps-anyways chat the lavender gree-” You sighed, pinching the tip of your nose in frustration. You packed up your belongings ferociously shoving your laptop into your purse- mouse, work badge and keys. You swiftly put on your jacket and grabbed your coffee. Shoving into the micro-fluencers on the way out, definitely earning some dirty looks as you crash into their paths. You ventured around the corner to your car and shoved your bag into the passenger seat. You veered off to the office, the drive was only 16 mins drive, Deftones filling in your car speakers. You parked in your usual spot and reached in your left pocket for your phone when you touched something hard and cold. You peered to your left side and pulled out a - GUN?! 

You quickly shoved the gun back to your pocket, You ripped the jacket off your shoulders holding it up reading the tag that said XXL. “Oh my goodness- “ You turned the jacket back and forth trying to convince yourself you didn't buy a gun and an xxl jacket recently. You tried thinking about the recent places you could have left your jacket, you remember putting on your jacket at the apartment, in the cvs, at two oaks caf- 

You gasped. The green eyed beauty had your jacket and phone. You hung your head in defeat and placed the jacket gently on your passenger seat. You pulled out your laptop and logged into your iCloud to track your phone down. It was pinging in the narrows? You sighed in relief noting it in your old neighborhood. It would be easy to navigate. You turned your out of office emails on stating you were “in the field” and you had a “limited availability” to respond to emails. You can worry about the team project later.  You have your fenty lip gloss, blueberry lemon vape and phone to get back. 

You propped your laptop up on the passenger seat and began driving. Traffic built up crossing the bridge into the narrows causing you to be stuck, the time was 5:46pm but in Gotham it gets dark so soon and early-plunging the city into an early darkness. You had two more turns , you waited at the red light. Anxiety building up, you hoped the handsome stranger didn't notice your lockscreen of you and Mr.Lance dressed up as Scott Pilgrim characters for halloween. You hoped he didn't judge you for your nicotine edition- You were pulled out your thoughts when your carplay notified you that you have arrived. You were near the docks, it smelled like salt, dirt and ugh rats you noticed one scampering into the alley. 

You parked your car , putting on the green eyed man's jacket pulling it on tightly as the wind started slamming into you. You had your laptop propped in one hand and slid your keys into your back pocket. The ping was displaying the location to your left- an alley. You sighed prepared to have your nose filled with the smell of trash and rat dropping. you began venturing into the alley. There was nothing in the alley but cats, rats and a sleeping homeless man. The alley way was wet and filled with graffiti tags belonging to Two-Faces men and Tags from the penguins' men smeared on top of them. It smelled like dead fish and guts in the alley. Surrounded by tall merchant warehouses limited your visibility. Plummeting you in almost total darkness as some of the lights didn't work.  You started walking in further unaware of the homeless man following you closely from behind with a knife. The Find my Iphone tracker kept stating you were in the location but you couldn't locate any doors. You sighed, whipping your head back and forth peering behind dumpsters, probably guessing he dumped your belongings. You took two steps forwards when 

CRASH

You whipped your head around, fingers clutching tightly on your laptop. You saw a red figure punching left and right on the homeless man. You stepped backwards stumbling into a dumpster causing a cat to hiss and jump out running down the path you had come from. You stepped closer noticing the outline of a red bat slapped in the center of his strong back and two-no one gun holstered onto the man's thighs… It was the red hood. 

Gotham's own cleanser in the flesh. You've seen the articles detailing brutality, pictures of goons shot execution style, fights with the batman plastered online, but- you also saw the comments from redditors detailing stories of the red hood feeding orphans, saving women from men with bad intentions, children recanting stories of being saved from their abusive parents. Witnessing his brutality in person was scary but also hot. 

He stopped his assault, on his knees breathing heavily over the unconscious man, his shoulders swaying up and down. You slowly walked up to him and tapped him on the shoulder. You meekly looked over the top of your laptop peering into white eyes. 

“Hi, I think you have my phone?” You said shyly closing your laptop revealing the black long jacket you were wearing. He looked at you up and down and noticed his jacket swallowing your full frame. Your curls were blowing softly in the wind causing some frizz at the top, your baby edges frozen to the side curling up in the cutest swirls, and your glasses- they didn't hide your doe eyes but enhancing them causing him to gaze and really- really look at you. 

He moved to his feet towering over you, on some days you were a good 5 '4 but in your kitten heels you were only 5' 2. You peered up at him, holding your hand out and offering a handshake? 

He tilted his head at you and extended his armored hand to enclose yours- you felt the familiarity. Mr. Jane Austen was the infamous red hood. “So you must be the thief.” You opened and closed your mouth rapidly blinking at him and started to see red “THIEF?! THeif yeah like i volunteered to wear an XXL jacket today and go 3-4 hours without my vape. Do you have my jacket or not” you said, crossing your arms , looking at the red hood with frustration. He promptly grabbed your wrist and pulled you onto the opposite side of the alley. There parked was an old Harley bike with modifications. He opened the seat pulling out your jacket. He stepped closer, your jacket on his arm and he slowly pulled the zipper down on his. You looked away shyly , the way he slid the zipper down the moment felt intimate. He slid the jacket off your shoulders brushing your hair in the process. He placed his jacket on his bike and held up your jacket with raised eyebrows- he wanted to put it on you. 

“Oh” you said sharply, turning around quickly, placing your laptop gently in front of you. You extended your arms out, his strong gloved hands moved swiftly placing it on you, turning you by the shoulders to face him directly. He got on one knee and zipped the jacket upon you, you peering down at him while he looked up. His white eyes bore into yours, his touch felt electric but his gaze felt even stronger. He stood up pushing your curls over the hood of your jacket. 

“Thank you” You said, breaking the silent gaze you two were holding. 

“You're welcome.” well back to silence again. You swayed back and forth neither one of you stepping away to continue on with the night. You stepped forward closing the already small gap between the two of you “Sooo. Jane Austen?” The red hood threw his head back and laughed snorting along the way. He quickly covered it up with a cough, causing you to burst out laughing covering your mouth with your hand. “Dont knock sense and sensibility until you try it.” You chuckled, shaking your hair back and forth. “I’m more of a horror book gal , have you ever read Dacry Coates, they give scooby doo vibes” you said twisted your fingers creepily towards him. Now it was his turn to laugh at your book choice. 

He scratched the back of his nape, “My name is jason by the wway” you quirked up an eyebrow up at him, you on a first name basis with the red hood, wooow. Maybe now you can find a better job indeed. He looked at you sheepishly, “What it's not like you haven't already seen my face. “ 

“Your right” You shove your hands in your pockets telling him your name as well. Red h- Jason stepped back and took off his mask revealing a domino mask. He lifted a black pen to his mouth and- wait that was your-. He took a puff , a cloud of smoke encasing the two of you. 

“Mmmhm blueberry lemon breeze, wayyy better than chery” you snatched it with quickness taking into your possession “Hey thats mine! “ the only child's voice screaming from inside of you.  You lifted the vape to your mouth taking a bigger puff, blowing it straight into his face causing him to cross his arms and blink annoyedly at you. “Oh really?” “Yes really” you replied crossing your arms. The gotham moonlight showered over the both of you , the cloud of smoke long blown away due to the high winds near the dock. 

“Can I walk you back to your car?” He said pointing his thumb behind him. Oh right you have your project to catch up on and Mr.Lance’s dinner is due any minute now and lords know what happens if you're late. You turned around, bending over to grab your discarded laptop off the ground. You juggled your items, shoving the vape in your left pocket to face - jason. 

He didn't have his domino mask on, he carried his helmet in his left, extending his arms so you can loop your other into his. He looked more beautiful now that he was facing directly at you and not at the cafe exit face buried into a book. He was gorgeous actually. Messy black hair swamped around him, his eyes glowed in the dark, his face was chiseled, riddled with faint scars and beautiful light freckles patterned his face as if someone took the utmost time to create him

You looped your arm in his, causing that faint electric feeling you felt early at the coffee shop. 

“So you like chocolate milk coffee?” He asked venturing into the alley as your protector, walking at your pace but still took strong strides. As you guys talked more about coffee orders, books and your cat you didn't even notice the blood trail pooling from the unconscious homeless man sinking into the cracks to flow into Gotham's sewers. He opened your car door for you, leaning against the top causing you to look at his massive chest. 

You thanked him, asking when you  would see him again. He stepped back from the car and said “I owe you a coffee.” and stepped back into the shadows, completely swallowed by the city. 

The next day 

You put in an extra hour in getting ready. Deep conditioner in your hair, your favorite lotion and perfume combo was applied multiple times. You even did extra swirls for your baby hairs using your well-over used edge brush. You walked into the cafe scanning by the windows to see if your favorite vigilante beat you to it. The coffee shop was more busy than usual but you managed to find a seat in no time in the back. You opened your laptop immersing yourself into the new team project. You grabbed your airpods out of your purse and began playing Bring Me the horizon. Something about white men screaming into yours pleased you and enhanced your concentration. 

An hour passed then another and another passed until it was 2pm. You sighed hitting a roadblock in your project and in frustration your handsome savior was still not here. You began gathering your belongings, you scooted your chair back and started to get up when a large nutella latte with whipped cream appeared in front of you. Your eyes trailed up the arm of the coffee holder, green eyes boring into yours. Your cheeks spread into a wide smile and Jason swore he saw a twinkle in your eye. 

“Hey you” 

Ugh i love jason and his guns

// I don't own of the photos used, I used google and Pinterest to locate them please let me know so I can credit//

[estrella--writes]

THE DANCE 

Jason Todd x Y/N

You and your best friend crashed into the wayne gala but little did you know , you weren't the only party crashers.

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“Cindy please lets go back” You pleaded as your friends dragged you by the wrist up to the big large black gate that had at least 8-9- no 11 security guards outside of it. Tonight all of Gotham's elites were meeting here for their annual charity ball. 

“God stop your whining you know what you agreed to once we became friends” Cindy whispered yelled at you while she was adjusting her dress and smiling at the rich walking past in arm and arm. 

“I didn't know signing a friendship pact at 11 meant stalking your boyfriend at the Wayne Charity ball!” you whispered yelled back at her turning your head looking around for an escape but your uber was long gone. 

Your friend ignored you and walked up sweetly to the guard and whispered something in his ear. He touched his ear-com discussing something and then looked at Cindy up and down and nodded his head.

“Y/n let's go!” Cindy stated as she walked in and you scurried behind her. Clutching your most expensive purse you could find in your closet while trying to balance in your friend's hermes heels. The Wayne manor was full of life, a complete contrast of its everyday look. The stairs were decorated with white roses and a long red carpet that was entrancing to its guests. You’ve always been curious about what secrets are hidden in the prince of gothams home and tonight maybe that night. 

You and Cindy found refuge at the bar. Each showing your class status by ordering  henny and coke while the affluent had some fancy red wine. “Okay so ill take the west wing while you take the south  wing” Cindy stated her gaze fixated on the crowd looking for her boyfriend. 

“Cindy this is crazy, Harvey has been in love with you forever , he would never cheat, especially not at a place with this much influence in the room, you know it's probably the campaign is taking a toll.” 

“Then why wouldn't he invite me . He told me this was an important night to secure donors- and- he. Left me on the sidelines. I’ve always supported him at every event. Why is tonight any different” Cindy said, her shoulders sagging down, her gaze drifting sadly to her henny and coke stirring slowly. 

“Hey-Hey” You grabbed Cindy's shoulders and hugged her leaning your head on her shoulder. “ Harvey loves you and only you, we are talking about the same man that would drive you to work and school everyday in the morning with a coffee and lunch ready at 6am. Harvey, who converted his whole work schedule to revolve around you, don't doubt him now..” Cindy looked up with glossy eyes and smiled. 

“Thank you Y/N, I don't know what I would do without you , I'll see you at the south wing once I'm done with the west wing.” Cindy said with mischievous eyes and slid in between the crowd drifting away before you could catch her. 

“Wai-Cindy!” Your pleads went unheard: too many voices, too many violins and photographers drawing you out. You took your shot, rolled your shoulders back and walked to the south wing with a mission in mind. 

As you walked towards the south wing you noticed some notable people in the room. Clark Kent from the Gazette was moving in rhythm with Lois lane in tow. Jim Gordan and his daughter barbra was by the buffet munching on the tiny sandwiches and then there was- him. 

His striking green eyes are what you noticed first and then his shoulders. My god could you sit two buildings on top of them and even then he still wouldn't feel the weight of them. His black hair was messy but neat. Curls curling near his eyes and my god that smile, something felt - forced about it but still it was charming. His jawline was so sha-

“Chamagne?” The movie track stopped playing in your head while the waiter flushed a quick smile and a nudge with the tray. “ um yes - thank you” You nodded goodbye as you lifted the glass to your lips-YUCK. You spit it back into the glass as gracefully as you could since there were lots of watchful eyes in the move. You went back to look at that captivating man just to see he had gone. Your shoulders sagged as you made your way back to the bar. The room was almost empty as everyone was on the main floor dancing and making deals. Flashy rolex’s and Prada bags started to make you feel self conscious. Thankfully all that was left in this room was the band and the bartender. 

“Can i get a henn-”

“Can i get a sh-”

You whipped your head to your left to notice him. Green eyes looked deeply into yours , his eyes drifted down your body taking you in. 

“I’m sorry can I get a shot of whisky and whatever she would like as well” He stated while still looking at you. The bartender began pouring his shot and looked at you awaiting an answer. 

“Ill take a shot actually but of henny plese. “ The bartender nodded curtly and walked to the other side to grab the henney bottle. He placed two shot glasses and headed into the backroom, a tray in one arm and a garbage bag in another. 

“Cheers? “ The man said holding up his shot looking at you expecting 

You smiled and lifted your drink as well, “Cheers.” Your glasses clinked and your fingers brushed against each other , lighting a spark between the two. 

You took the shot and took a deep sigh- too deep. He gazed at you and frowned “long day?” 

You laughed standing up straightener and shook your head causing your curls to sway back and forth. “No actually, Im supposed to be on a mission but i seem to be failing tonight” 

The man smiled and said “ What's the mission?” While leaning on one arm and turning his body to face you entirely. You shifted as well , causing the slit on your dress to showcase your shea buttered legs. His gaze shifted down and up quickly you almost would have missed it- almost. 

“Catch the cheater, but I can't locate the so-called cheater. “ You said in a teasing tone. The man beside you laughed and coughed. And waved at the waiter pointed at the glasses. He turned his head back to you. 

“I can't imagine what man would cheat on you.” he said with a smirk

“Oh- no - its not me- it’s” you took a big sigh. “ My friend Cindy dragged me here to crash the gala and  see if her boyfriend was seeing another woman.” You said grabbing the henny and noticing a glass of coke right beside it. You picked it up and drank slowly trying to calm your nerves while the room suddenly felt smaller underneath his handsome gaze. 

“Oh you crashed huh, i guess the security we arranged is inadequate” Your hand stilled with the coke midair you turned your head and blinked rapidly at the man before you. Your gaze drifted around his body looking for some sign of identity- then that's when you noticed his cuff links. JT

“I’m sorry I didn't introduce myself earlier- Jason Todd” He said with his hand stretched out ready to meet yours. 

You shook his hand , eyes blinking rapidly 

“Your bruce waynes son” You blurted out. Still shaking his hand. His hand stilled in your eyes, pulling back but so slow enough all the hairs on your arms started to stand up. 

“I guess you could say, Bruce loves adopting troubled boys.” He said curtly shifting his body towards the bar no longer facing you. 

“Oh I’m sor-” “Y/N!” Cindy came barrelling towards you, body shaking with anger. She grabbed your arm roughly turning you away from hi-Jason Todd. “He’s not here, he said he would be here and he's not here!” Cindy said, shaking her head back and forth, muttering a liar underneath her breath. 

You grabbed her shoulders, consoling her, taking her body into yours. You turned your head to look back but he was gone. You shook your heard turing to look back at cindy when you heard 

CLICK CLICK  CLICK 

Shots rang out. The bar room suddenly became cluttered with goons and partygoers scrambling and pushing each other. Someone had shoved into you , forcing you into the ground, forcing you to disconnect your arms around Cindy. Your glasses dropped from your face,you scrambled on your knees to grab them when someone stepped on your hand. You screamed out in pain, a heel shaped mark already blooming on your skin and then you were grabbed roughly from behind forcing you to your feet. Glasses in hand was Jason Todd. He looked - calm oddly. “Are you okay?” he said softly while looking all over your body, grabbing your hand gently and examining the bruise. 

“Im-“ Another hard body shoved you straight into Jason's chest causing your face to smash into his chest, pushing your glasses into the corner of your eyes. Jason moved quick. He grabbed you- all of you pulled you off your feet and started moving with urgency carrying you out of the bar room. Jason was fast- faster than most men and was scarily strong. You weren't exactly skinny but you were blessed with the right amount of meat in the right places. 

Jason carried you outside, to a - garden? You looked around searching for the elites but found nothing but gun shots running out in the background and faint screams. “I- I need to go ba-ck ,Cindy i lost her- i need to go”He cut you off” You arent going anywhere, you are safe here and not in there” Jason was strict with this tone. And for some reason you nodded your head and sat down on the stone bench looking at the flowers. 

You laughed, shaking your head, “ I should have known, the Waynes have an undeniable connection to the bad of Gotham." Jason looked at you, quirking up an eyebrow. He leaned in closer, he smelled nice. And like gun powder? “And what does that mean sweetheart?”

“It means you and your family any event you guys throw someone bad shows up , tonight is penguin! Last year was the riddler , what's gonna happen on easter Harley Quinns going to show up in a tutu and beat the easter bunny” You said waving your arms rapidly mimicking her icon bat swing in fast motions. 

Jason laughed - hunching over clutching his stomach. “Sweetheart, would you like to see the easter bunny without violence?” He said in a teasing tone, placing his hands on your bare shoulders, eyes narrowing into yours eyes. “ I mea- I dont know, I dont usually get invited to these things unless Harvey lets Cindy have a plus one.” You said in a low tone clutching your arms tightly when you felt the gotham breeze hitting your body, suddenly making you very aware of how thin your dress is. 

Jason shifted, taking off his jacket and placing it on you and leading you by hand to sit on the bench with him , shifting closer to touch knee to knee thigh by thigh. “So the cheater is Harvey huh? He looks like a one - woman gal to me. “ You laughed, shaking your curls. “Yeah thats what i to-” your phone started buzzing a bright shining light illuminating from your breast. 

You scrambled to grab the phone and looked at the million of messages you got from Cindy. 

“Where are you?????” 

“I'm safe with Bruce!" 

“Pleae tell me your safe!!” 

“Bruce sent me in a car to harveys, I told him you're here. Please call me when you get the chance!” 

“Update: Harvey is pissed but Bruce told me he saw you with Jason Todd, I knew you liked bad boys.”

You laughed and looked up at the sky letting out a sigh of relief and that's when you noticed how quiet it was in the garden.

“Cindy’s safe?” You turned your gaze to meet his “Yeah , she's with Harvey, Bruce got her out. I should “ You stood up smoothing out your dress. “ I should go home” You turned to look down at the large man who was twiddling his thumbs up at you.

“I’ll take you home” He got up promptly and took you by the hand- interlacing his fingers into yours. He led you out of the garden into the driveway. A nice red expensive- “Is this a 1967 Chevrolet Impala Sport Sedan?” You said eyes dragging over every corner of the car, peering into the windows, dragging your finger across the exterior panel. Jason beamed a smile that seemed genuine , eyes gleaming with curiosity. 

“You know cars?” he said in a curious tone opening up your passenger side door allowing you to slide in. He reached across you, arms brushing across your breasts, buckling in the seatbelt for you. “Safety first” He closed your door and made strong sides to the driver door letting you take him in . One thing you noticed that Gotham has gotten wrong about this certain wayne son , is that dick grayson does not have the greatest ass in gotham. Jason takes the cake. 

Jason slid in the driver door, shifting gears and started driving off. He hovered over the console choosing songs as he drove, he looked at you, up and down and told you to choose. You looked through his playlist and noticed a familiar song. DEFTONES RISK.

You selected the song and music filled the speakers, cooling down your nerves- your heat. Jason slid his hand to your thigh and “Is this alright?” He said rubbing patterns on your exposed knee. You moved your hands to the middle of his arm clutching it warmly. You looked up at him and nodded. The drive was long. The Waynes lived far and secluded from everyone and you did so as well. Your line of work doesn't exactly afford you the same luxuriousness as Hrvey and Cindy. You lived in the narrows. The car pulled up coming to a halt. Jason surveyed the area, his eyes watching how busy it was at 3am in the narrows. Men stood outside smoking cigarettes? Car alarms go off every minute. Cats scurrying to cross the street. Jason looked at you, eyes blinking widely. “I’m walking you up” Jason left no room for discussion and exited the car and opened your car door hand outstretched for you to take. 

Jason's hands were rough, scattered with scars and callouses, but it made you feel so safe. You and Jason walked hand in hand to your apartment, you opened the door turning to thank Jason for being the last kind male on earth when you noticed that he had stepped inside your threshold. Observing. Taking in the posters plastered, empty cans of cokes littering your table, your book collection, your game collection. He took you in. 

“Oh- Thank you so much Jason for tonight, it could have gone badly if not for you” You spoke softly, taking his jacket off - handing it back to him. Jason nodded shyly and swept his hair back in a nervous swoop. 

“Uh yeah- I would never let you get hurt.” The declaration made your heart thump. You stepped forward, raising on your tip toes- even in heels Jason towered over you. You kissed him on the cheek, lingering for a bit too long. “Thank y-” Jason crashed his lips into yours then stopped abruptly, forehead resting on yours “sorry was that okay?” he asked quietly. You laughed, shaking your head , crashing your lips back into his. Jason tasted like Whiskey, cigarettes and you. He swirled his tongue in your mouth. His hands grabbed your hips so roughly, you knew for sure you would have bruises in the morning, he moaned into your mouth. Grabbing your curls with urgency. 

He pulled away from you, thumb running across your bottom lip. He chuckled, “I’m sorry I'm not being a gentleman. Can I take you out tomorrow?” He said, still holding one hand on your hip. You nodded up and down. He stepped back, taking one of your hands interlacing his fingers in yours. 

“Tomorrow then.” He leaned down and whispered into your ear, “ I love you in black.” He stepped back and closed the door softly behind him. You looked down at your blue dress and noticed your bra was peeking out at the top. You touched your lips softly chuckling as you walked to the door to lock it when you realized. 

Wait, how did he know my address???

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THE DANCE 

Jason Todd x Y/N

You and your best friend crashed into the wayne gala but little did you know , you weren't the only party crashers.

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“Cindy please lets go back” You pleaded as your friends dragged you by the wrist up to the big large black gate that had at least 8-9- no 11 security guards outside of it. Tonight all of Gotham's elites were meeting here for their annual charity ball. 

“God stop your whining you know what you agreed to once we became friends” Cindy whispered yelled at you while she was adjusting her dress and smiling at the rich walking past in arm and arm. 

“I didn't know signing a friendship pact at 11 meant stalking your boyfriend at the Wayne Charity ball!” you whispered yelled back at her turning your head looking around for an escape but your uber was long gone. 

Your friend ignored you and walked up sweetly to the guard and whispered something in his ear. He touched his ear-com discussing something and then looked at Cindy up and down and nodded his head.

“Y/n let's go!” Cindy stated as she walked in and you scurried behind her. Clutching your most expensive purse you could find in your closet while trying to balance in your friend's hermes heels. The Wayne manor was full of life, a complete contrast of its everyday look. The stairs were decorated with white roses and a long red carpet that was entrancing to its guests. You’ve always been curious about what secrets are hidden in the prince of gothams home and tonight maybe that night. 

You and Cindy found refuge at the bar. Each showing your class status by ordering  henny and coke while the affluent had some fancy red wine. “Okay so ill take the west wing while you take the south  wing” Cindy stated her gaze fixated on the crowd looking for her boyfriend. 

“Cindy this is crazy, Harvey has been in love with you forever , he would never cheat, especially not at a place with this much influence in the room, you know it's probably the campaign is taking a toll.” 

“Then why wouldn't he invite me . He told me this was an important night to secure donors- and- he. Left me on the sidelines. I’ve always supported him at every event. Why is tonight any different” Cindy said, her shoulders sagging down, her gaze drifting sadly to her henny and coke stirring slowly. 

“Hey-Hey” You grabbed Cindy's shoulders and hugged her leaning your head on her shoulder. “ Harvey loves you and only you, we are talking about the same man that would drive you to work and school everyday in the morning with a coffee and lunch ready at 6am. Harvey, who converted his whole work schedule to revolve around you, don't doubt him now..” Cindy looked up with glossy eyes and smiled. 

“Thank you Y/N, I don't know what I would do without you , I'll see you at the south wing once I'm done with the west wing.” Cindy said with mischievous eyes and slid in between the crowd drifting away before you could catch her. 

“Wai-Cindy!” Your pleads went unheard: too many voices, too many violins and photographers drawing you out. You took your shot, rolled your shoulders back and walked to the south wing with a mission in mind. 

As you walked towards the south wing you noticed some notable people in the room. Clark Kent from the Gazette was moving in rhythm with Lois lane in tow. Jim Gordan and his daughter barbra was by the buffet munching on the tiny sandwiches and then there was- him. 

His striking green eyes are what you noticed first and then his shoulders. My god could you sit two buildings on top of them and even then he still wouldn't feel the weight of them. His black hair was messy but neat. Curls curling near his eyes and my god that smile, something felt - forced about it but still it was charming. His jawline was so sha-

“Chamagne?” The movie track stopped playing in your head while the waiter flushed a quick smile and a nudge with the tray. “ um yes - thank you” You nodded goodbye as you lifted the glass to your lips-YUCK. You spit it back into the glass as gracefully as you could since there were lots of watchful eyes in the move. You went back to look at that captivating man just to see he had gone. Your shoulders sagged as you made your way back to the bar. The room was almost empty as everyone was on the main floor dancing and making deals. Flashy rolex’s and Prada bags started to make you feel self conscious. Thankfully all that was left in this room was the band and the bartender. 

“Can i get a henn-”

“Can i get a sh-”

You whipped your head to your left to notice him. Blue eyes looked deeply into yours , his eyes drifted down your body taking you in. 

“I’m sorry can I get a shot of whisky and whatever she would like as well” He stated while still looking at you. The bartender began pouring his shot and looked at you awaiting an answer. 

“Ill take a shot actually but of henny plese. “ The bartender nodded curtly and walked to the other side to grab the henney bottle. He placed two shot glasses and headed into the backroom, a tray in one arm and a garbage bag in another. 

“Cheers? “ The man said holding up his shot looking at you expecting 

You smiled and lifted your drink as well, “Cheers.” Your glasses clinked and your fingers brushed against each other , lighting a spark between the two. 

You took the shot and took a deep sigh- too deep. He gazed at you and frowned “long day?” 

You laughed standing up straightener and shook your head causing your curls to sway back and forth. “No actually, Im supposed to be on a mission but i seem to be failing tonight” 

The man smiled and said “ What's the mission?” While leaning on one arm and turning his body to face you entirely. You shifted as well , causing the slit on your dress to showcase your shea buttered legs. His gaze shifted down and up quickly you almost would have missed it- almost. 

“Catch the cheater, but I can't locate the so-called cheater. “ You said in a teasing tone. The man beside you laughed and coughed. And waved at the waiter pointed at the glasses. He turned his head back to you. 

“I can't imagine what man would cheat on you.” he said with a smirk

“Oh- no - its not me- it’s” you took a big sigh. “ My friend Cindy dragged me here to crash the gala and  see if her boyfriend was seeing another woman.” You said grabbing the henny and noticing a glass of coke right beside it. You picked it up and drank slowly trying to calm your nerves while the room suddenly felt smaller underneath his handsome gaze. 

“Oh you crashed huh, i guess the security we arranged is inadequate” Your hand stilled with the coke midair you turned your head and blinked rapidly at the man before you. Your gaze drifted around his body looking for some sign of identity- then that's when you noticed his cuff links. JT

“I’m sorry I didn't introduce myself earlier- Jason Todd” He said with his hand stretched out ready to meet yours. 

You shook his hand , eyes blinking rapidly 

“Your bruce waynes son” You blurted out. Still shaking his hand. His hand stilled in your eyes, pulling back but so slow enough all the hairs on your arms started to stand up. 

“I guess you could say, Bruce loves adopting troubled boys.” He said curtly shifting his body towards the bar no longer facing you. 

“Oh I’m sor-” “Y/N!” Cindy came barrelling towards you, body shaking with anger. She grabbed your arm roughly turning you away from hi-Jason Todd. “He’s not here, he said he would be here and he's not here!” Cindy said, shaking her head back and forth, muttering a liar underneath her breath. 

You grabbed her shoulders, consoling her, taking her body into yours. You turned your head to look back but he was gone. You shook your heard turing to look back at cindy when you heard 

CLICK CLICK  CLICK 

Shots rang out. The bar room suddenly became cluttered with goons and partygoers scrambling and pushing each other. Someone had shoved into you , forcing you into the ground, forcing you to disconnect your arms around Cindy. Your glasses dropped from your face,you scrambled on your knees to grab them when someone stepped on your hand. You screamed out in pain, a heel shaped mark already blooming on your skin and then you were grabbed roughly from behind forcing you to your feet. Glasses in hand was Jason Todd. He looked - calm oddly. “Are you okay?” he said softly while looking all over your body, grabbing your hand gently and examining the bruise. 

“Im-“ Another hard body shoved you straight into Jason's chest causing your face to smash into his chest, pushing your glasses into the corner of your eyes. Jason moved quick. He grabbed you- all of you pulled you off your feet and started moving with urgency carrying you out of the bar room. Jason was fast- faster than most men and was scarily strong. You weren't exactly skinny but you were blessed with the right amount of meat in the right places. 

Jason carried you outside, to a - garden? You looked around searching for the elites but found nothing but gun shots running out in the background and faint screams. “I- I need to go ba-ck ,Cindy i lost her- i need to go”He cut you off” You arent going anywhere, you are safe here and not in there” Jason was strict with this tone. And for some reason you nodded your head and sat down on the stone bench looking at the flowers. 

You laughed, shaking your head, “ I should have known, the Waynes have an undeniable connection to the bad of Gotham." Jason looked at you, quirking up an eyebrow. He leaned in closer, he smelled nice. And like gun powder? “And what does that mean sweetheart?”

“It means you and your family any event you guys throw someone bad shows up , tonight is penguin! Last year was the riddler , what's gonna happen on easter Harley Quinns going to show up in a tutu and beat the easter bunny” You said waving your arms rapidly mimicking her icon bat swing in fast motions. 

Jason laughed - hunching over clutching his stomach. “Sweetheart, would you like to see the easter bunny without violence?” He said in a teasing tone, placing his hands on your bare shoulders, eyes narrowing into yours eyes. “ I mea- I dont know, I dont usually get invited to these things unless Harvey lets Cindy have a plus one.” You said in a low tone clutching your arms tightly when you felt the gotham breeze hitting your body, suddenly making you very aware of how thin your dress is. 

Jason shifted, taking off his jacket and placing it on you and leading you by hand to sit on the bench with him , shifting closer to touch knee to knee thigh by thigh. “So the cheater is Harvey huh? He looks like a one - woman gal to me. “ You laughed, shaking your curls. “Yeah thats what i to-” your phone started buzzing a bright shining light illuminating from your breast. 

You scrambled to grab the phone and looked at the million of messages you got from Cindy. 

“Where are you?????” 

“I'm safe with Bruce!" 

“Pleae tell me your safe!!” 

“Bruce sent me in a car to harveys, I told him you're here. Please call me when you get the chance!” 

“Update: Harvey is pissed but Bruce told me he saw you with Jason Todd, I knew you liked bad boys.”

You laughed and looked up at the sky letting out a sigh of relief and that's when you noticed how quiet it was in the garden.

“Cindy’s safe?” You turned your gaze to meet his “Yeah , she's with Harvey, Bruce got her out. I should “ You stood up smoothing out your dress. “ I should go home” You turned to look down at the large man who was twiddling his thumbs up at you.

“I’ll take you home” He got up promptly and took you by the hand- interlacing his fingers into yours. He led you out of the garden into the driveway. A nice red expensive- “Is this a 1967 Chevrolet Impala Sport Sedan?” You said eyes dragging over every corner of the car, peering into the windows, dragging your finger across the exterior panel. Jason beamed a smile that seemed genuine , eyes gleaming with curiosity. 

“You know cars?” he said in a curious tone opening up your passenger side door allowing you to slide in. He reached across you, arms brushing across your breasts, buckling in the seatbelt for you. “Safety first” He closed your door and made strong sides to the driver door letting you take him in . One thing you noticed that Gotham has gotten wrong about this certain wayne son , is that dick grayson does not have the greatest ass in gotham. Jason takes the cake. 

Jason slid in the driver door, shifting gears and started driving off. He hovered over the console choosing songs as he drove, he looked at you, up and down and told you to choose. You looked through his playlist and noticed a familiar song. DEFTONES RISK.

You selected the song and music filled the speakers, cooling down your nerves- your heat. Jason slid his hand to your thigh and “Is this alright?” He said rubbing patterns on your exposed knee. You moved your hands to the middle of his arm clutching it warmly. You looked up at him and nodded. The drive was long. The Waynes lived far and secluded from everyone and you did so as well. Your line of work doesn't exactly afford you the same luxuriousness as Hrvey and Cindy. You lived in the narrows. The car pulled up coming to a halt. Jason surveyed the area, his eyes watching how busy it was at 3am in the narrows. Men stood outside smoking cigarettes? Car alarms go off every minute. Cats scurrying to cross the street. Jason looked at you, eyes blinking widely. “I’m walking you up” Jason left no room for discussion and exited the car and opened your car door hand outstretched for you to take. 

Jason's hands were rough, scattered with scars and callouses, but it made you feel so safe. You and Jason walked hand in hand to your apartment, you opened the door turning to thank Jason for being the last kind male on earth when you noticed that he had stepped inside your threshold. Observing. Taking in the posters plastered, empty cans of cokes littering your table, your book collection, your game collection. He took you in. 

“Oh- Thank you so much Jason for tonight, it could have gone badly if not for you” You spoke softly, taking his jacket off - handing it back to him. Jason nodded shyly and swept his hair back in a nervous swoop. 

“Uh yeah- I would never let you get hurt.” The declaration made your heart thump. You stepped forward, raising on your tip toes- even in heels Jason towered over you. You kissed him on the cheek, lingering for a bit too long. “Thank y-” Jason crashed his lips into yours then stopped abruptly, forehead resting on yours “sorry was that okay?” he asked quietly. You laughed, shaking your head , crashing your lips back into his. Jason tasted like Whiskey, cigarettes and you. He swirled his tongue in your mouth. His hands grabbed your hips so roughly, you knew for sure you would have bruises in the morning, he moaned into your mouth. Grabbing your curls with urgency. 

He pulled away from you, thumb running across your bottom lip. He chuckled, “I’m sorry I'm not being a gentleman. Can I take you out tomorrow?” He said, still holding one hand on your hip. You nodded up and down. He stepped back, taking one of your hands interlacing his fingers in yours. 

“Tomorrow then.” He leaned down and whispered into your ear, “ I love you in black.” He stepped back and closed the door softly behind him. You looked down at your blue dress and noticed your bra was peeking out at the top. You touched your lips softly chuckling as you walked to the door to lock it when you realized. 

Wait, how did he know my address??

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