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Back to Black - Batfam x neglected batsis reader
- School-bus graveyard x Batfam crossover fic
- Warnings: Descriptions of Phantoms, Child neglect, angst—->comfort, no use of y/n
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Prologue
Chapter 1 [ 1 ] [ 2 ]
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
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Masterlist
Back to Black - Batfam x neglected batsis reader
- School-bus graveyard x Batfam crossover fic
- Warnings: Descriptions of Phantoms, Child neglect, angst—->comfort, no use of y/n
Idea
Prologue
Chapter 1 [ 1 ] [ 2 ]
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
What if the reason that Barney from HIMYM always responds with “please” when anyone asks what his job is is because he’s actually severed?
Think abt it : he has a shit ton of money, a shit ton of time outside of work, does weirdly shady business, and works hand in hand with lawyers in order to get people off his company’s ass all without managing to tell a single person what it is that he actually does.
Whenever Barney’s off work he has the confidence of a 6’2 gym bro and wears suits for some reason.
What if that’s because he’s trying to cope with being severed— as a way to combat being clueless about the work he does in a society that looks down on severance?
He’ll get calls from clients when he’s living his best outie life and bullshit his way through them because he doesn’t want his clients knowing the truth and backing out— he also thinks that this is some sort of test given by his company and doesn’t want lose anything to the people who severed him.
What if he keeps trying to pick up girls in the hopes that one of them might be his work wife?
Back to Black
Chapter 1- Part 2
Batfam x Neglected Reader Schoolbus Graveyard fic
Warnings: - Warnings: Descriptions of Phantoms, Child neglect, angst—->comfort, no use of y/n
You eagerly told your Dad that you’d become Robin so that he wouldn’t worry. He smiled and taught you everything, but his patience grew thinner every time you’d mess something up. Every time you pulled your punches, every time you stood there frozen in front of a new villain, every time your grappling hook wasn’t used properly and Bruce had to catch you mid fall—Bruce grew tired and worried. Gotham was getting more dangerous and you were becoming a liability. The day he took Jason in was the day Bruce’s worries were put to rest. And just like that not only your title of Robin was gone, so was Bruce’s patience for your antics. You’d pleaded with him to be Robin and he wasn’t having it, he snapped,
“Stop that! You have everything you could ever want as a Wayne. You don’t need to be Robin.”
You’d argue with Bruce for days, asking to at least join them as a new vigilante but your Dad never budged.
Despite the drama surrounding his appearance, Jason grew to be your friend. He’d take you with him when he’d try to pick open the Batmobile after Bruce went to bed, he’d sit there and watch movies with you, and both of you made fun of Dick’s Discowing suit. A couple months of banter led to that fateful day where he hugged you tightly before you got in a stranger’s car to leave for Gotham’s suburbs. The usually playful Jason’s words grew bittersweet, “ See you this summer [ Name ]”. Every summer after that you only grew closer, he was your best friend in the manor after all— your only friend. And because of that the summer you turned thirteen you were left alone after his death. You swore you started hearing Phantom noises after his funeral.
You were utterly alone in the manor. Bruce never snapped at you anymore, though talking to him was like talking to another dead man. Alfred never spoke much, but when he did it’d always be something about how jumpy you’d become. You knew why. You swore you could feel something living in the shadows. You just hoped that it was your brother Jason.
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Heyy guys sorry this part might be ass but I lowk need it for the plot
Constructive criticism/ feedback is MUCH appreciated
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“i never see you at the club” ok well i never see you on ao3 at 2am reading about the same two bitches falling in love for the 1000th time in the 500th way
“Why don’t you use ai” idk man beyond the obvious environmental and “this machine causes psychosis and encourages people to kill themselves” thing I think asking the equivalent of a solid D student who is also a pathological liar if they can answer my question/do the work for me seems pretty fucking stupid
Back to Black
Chapter 1- part 1
Batfam x neglected batsis reader
- School-bus graveyard x Batfam crack- fic
- Warnings: Descriptions of Phantoms, Child neglect, angst—->comfort, no use of y/n
This was your first summer home. Home with your family. Home with your mothers. Home with Marty. The first summer in which you’d wake up in your own room— and the first summer you’d fall asleep without waking up in a junkyard school-bus fighting off phantoms.
[ Name ] Wayne was gone. Of course she had been for a very long time, it didn’t bother you much now that you could finally stop pretending that part of your life was relevant. You’d now be spending your time frolicking about, having fun in the sun instead of being cooped up in “ your “ room with a bunch of people who ignored you to go dress up in spandex. People who for 8 years— summers— straight had assumed they were the only Waynes who faced horrors at midnight.
Your father was The Batman. You knew that because your mother had told when you asked long ago. You’d seen him many times as a toddler when your mother was in the hospital. As both The Batman and Bruce Wayne. And then he took you in. And for a while, you were happy with your new family. You, your dad, and your brother Dick.
Dick Grayson used to take you everywhere as Robin. He used to climb through your window at the end of patrols and tell you to hold on tight as he swung around Gotham City with Batman before the three of you would walk back to the Batmobile, hand in hand. He’d wait for the school day to end just so he could talk to you. He’d swing by and wait near the elementary school gates to pick you up. And then somewhere around 4th grade he stopped. Then he was gone. He ‘needed something new’ away from Bruce— and you assumed away from you too.
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Back to Black
Batfam x neglected batsis reader
- School-bus graveyard x Batfam crack- fic
- Warnings: Descriptions of Phantoms, Child neglect, angst—->comfort, no use of y/n
Prologue
You were the extra in the play. The one where everyone else got a costume and cool props but you were there in the background waving your arms around like a tree. Nobody thought to cover your body or face or give you a little makeup because there was no need. You were a pretty plant in the background of their lives sitting there with all the other useless home decor. That’s what life was for [ Name ] Wayne. At least when the sun was out anyways. Summer dread and horrid nightmares lasting years on end.
At some point of time you stopped being scared of what was lurking in the shadows and started caring ever so slightly. At least you weren’t the only thing kept in the dark.
You weren’t ashamed of your emo phase that never passed. All your friends never moved on— why should you? Yeahh you’d get clowned on by your moms and Marty but that didn’t really matter. Your “real” family sure as hell never left theirs. You were sure it was genetics or something.
Living with a bunch of goths in Gotham in the summer heat was annoyingly lonely. Dick was never home and what would you even expect from him when he was there? Jason stopped being your friend a long time ago. Tim looked at you not like a sibling but more like cargo from Bruce’s playboy days— hey you couldn’t blame him for that but you’d think he’d get over it by now. Damian tolerated you during the summers. When he first met you though he kept tripping you from under the table whenever you tried sitting anywhere at dinner. He said you weren’t worthy of the ‘Wayne mantle’— not that it really mattered much to you anyways. Steph was nice enough but you thought that she found you weird, Cass didn’t speak much, and Duke worked during the day and came home late and tired. You never saw Barbara anymore— you’d only hear of her in passing.
You didn’t particularly mind though. In just two months you’d be home with your family. For now you could spend your days in the kitchen with Alfred teaching him how to make your brother Marty’s favorite food; budae-jiggae-adobo. The ULTIMATE Korean-Filipino fusion that would shut your moms up when dinner came. No more fighting over which of their cuisines would end up on the table. You were pretttty proud of yourself for coming up with it. The Waynes weren’t big on food commentary. They’d vacuum up whatever was on the plate while discussing patrol plans, Alfred however couldn’t contain his happiness when he took a bite. You took that as a win.
That wasn’t your biggest reason for not running away though. It was because of the greatest joy and pain you’d ever felt in your life. The one where you and your friends would wake up in a school bus at night and fight to survive. They weren’t just your friends. They were more than that. You loved them, and you couldn’t let them die.
But then… that all stopped. Everything. The times in the manor, the pain of being ignored, the summer heat, and surprisingly enough the midnights spent fighting. No more pain, just love left over. No more suffering. No more phantoms.
And no more of the Wayne family.
Continuation of this
The moment Reader came home, they knew something was up with the Bats. It wasn’t hard to come to that conclusion when they were immediately met with a giant bear hug from a pack of insomniac vigilantes the second they arrived at Wayne manor at 4:30 AM—when their family should have been at home asleep from patrols like they were after any competition. They turned their head past everyone and saw Duke apologetically wave at them. Now it all made sense.
What didn’t was how all of this didn’t wear off in a few days. Bruce kept checking in on them , they SWORE they saw The Red Hood follow them home on their late night convenience store run, and the usually snarky Damian would now just- stare at them. It was getting kind of creepy.
In the Waynes’ mind, it was different. It was making up for the missed time. They still remember how Reader looked in their golden skating outfit, how when the routine was done they were giggling and jumping, how they turned to the camera and shouted, “ GOTHAM, WE DID IT “, and how at the end of the awards ceremony they pointed to the screen and turned their back to reveal their hand-embroidered jacket. On the back were all the Batfamily logos: Batman, Nightwing, Red Hood, Red Robin, Robin, Spoiler, Orphan, Batgirl— and the biggest one in the middle of all of them— Signal. Duke’s previous silent tears broke into sobs.
The family found out later on social media this was a tradition for Reader, that they did this at every single competition without fail. They were known for it. But this was a new jacket, the embroidery was beautiful and looked new. Reader had only started wearing this one at competitions since that day a year ago when Duke revealed his secret identity.
Schoolbus Graveyard batsis fic
Another Batfam x neglected reader except it’s a Schoolbus Graveyard crackfic. Reader becomes a Robin after Dick but isn’t very good at it. Within months though, it doesn’t matter because Bruce has taken in Jason and has sent Reader off to live with another family in some suburb outside of Gotham because he can’t deal with Reader’s ‘ hysterical outbursts’ at being replaced.
Reader rooms with Ashlyn, Ben, Aiden, Taylor, Tyler, and Logan during that field trip and sees the phantom. The 7 of them then go on to fight Phantoms at night while also finding out the truth. Things get resolved much later on when they’re 17.
Flash forward to the 7 of them graduating and all going to college together in Gotham for safety reasons, Reader is now a beloved socialite. Everyone loves her social media posts, cool friends, and rich lifestyle— nobody notices how different her shadow looks from her real body in candid pictures taken on the streets of Gotham. Everyone loves her. A Wayne whose life full is everything anyone could imagine.
Reader is exceptionally good with the media, but not because of her polished socialite life. She didn’t grow up like the Waynes. She’s popular because she’s real.
Reader doesn’t hide her life. She shows up to charity events having done research— speech in hand, she listens to people and gathers them to protest, and she speaks out regularly. She knows what it’s like being shouted over. She knows what it’s like being hated for existing. She knows what it’s like trying to fight to survive and she doesn’t hide it. Reader becomes the most popular Wayne.
The SBG group decide to go partying one night and Reader gets found out by Jason and Dick who immediately take her “home” to the manor and end up feeling bad for not spending time with her so they decide to make her a vigilante ( she’s against it)
Reader joins the Titans and the JL as exposure therapy to living as a Wayne, but they end up battling a strange dark entity that gets hold of Reader in front of everyone and swears that she’s “special” and threatens to hurt everyone important to her.
Something familiar in Reader clicks and suddenly the Phantoms are back.
Superman says fuck ICE. Be like Superman
Nightwing x animelover!reader
Based on this or just the part where Nightwing makes fun of the reader for liking anime guys.
Reader and Dick watch Kimi Ni Todoke ( a really cute romance anime ) together and their relationship growing as the arcs go by. Bonus points if the reader relates to Sawako ( the mc ) and is a huge Kazehaya ( male lead ) simp. Reader finishes the whole series with Dick only to realize that he’s basically the main love interest.
I’ve created this whole scene in my head where Reader and Dick are watching the end of the series and Dick asks them why they like Kazehaya so much and reader responds with, “ because he doesn’t treat her differently. He doesn’t believe rumors and is honest and genuine. Plus he’s a ball of sunshine! I really wanted someone to treat me like that.” The reader then turns to Dick and comes to the realization that he’s just that.
let this be your sign to just go watch the supergirl movie, please dont let a bunch of misogynistic bad reviews get the best of you
ya know i am genuinely curious how spider-noir is being so slept on.
ben reilly is a tumblr tailor made genuine wet cat sad hound dog eyes trash fire of a human being blorbo AND YET
cat hardy is a slinky, complex beautifully rendered gaslight gatekeep girlboss with a tragic backstory AND YET
robbie robertson is a take no shit know your worth let me help ray of sunshine AND YET
janet ruiz is a fast talking competent to hell and back investigator with a heart of gold who WILL cut a bitch for her friends and family AND YET
you disappoint me, tumblr.
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Silly halloween thing 👻
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