The justice league sees Batman periodically updating a database of his, at the oddest of times, and naturally they think it's got something to do with his contingency plans or a dataset about the Gotham rogues, but in reality it's just him keeping record of his many children's changing tastes
Superman: Woah, he's writing down with such concentration, wonder what could be in there, maybe a new villain in Gotham?
Bruce, writing: "Dick has refused his favourite Pb&J five mornings in a row. Delete from favourites. Ask for new favourite food."
"Jason didn't seem as Eager to read the new book by his favourite author, put it in neutral category."
"Tim chose a green shirt instead of a red one at the mall today. More research needed."
"Cass listened to arctic monkeys on repeat this week. Update to favourites."
"Duke expressed an interest in slam poetry and called band practice lame. Put poetry in favourites and band in neutral."
"Damian watched Bluey for a total of 50 hours this week. Update to favourites."
bruce not trusting jaybin with the other superhero kids/sidekicks because he doesn't want jason to be negatively influenced by them vs him not trusting dickbin with the other superhero kids/sidekicks because he knows dick will be a bad influence on them.
Jason and Tim have horrible singing voices (partly because of the neck injuries, but still)
Duke, despite literally glowing, dosen’t fuck with bright lights
Damian have never once in his life actually asked to get a pet they just show up every 5 months or so and Bruce has to deal with it
Everyone knows Bruce cannot cook but neither can dick, they can both feed themselves but they’re eating packet rice and sliced ham
Cass and Bruce are both 100% not cis but they both decided theres bigger shit to deal with
All the bats refuse to intervene if an asshole rich guy gets stolen from, are they dying? No? They can deal with it themselves
Jason and Cass bake together every Thursday
Speaking of Thursdays, it’s the agreed upon off day between the bats and the rouges, any fighting/crime/patrol on Thursdays is prohibited for mental health reasons
No matter what Steph spends upward of an hour doing her hair, she’s either burning the ever living fuck out of it or making each individual curl super defined but she’s spending forever on it
Bruce refers to all of his kids as “my youngest son” or “my eldest daughter” or “my middle son” to everyone, they don’t get names it’s all context based
hey bestie!!! your works make me giggle 🥺 could you do a oneshot or a hc about batfamily being protective with baby sibling after a situation? like some villain or millionaire rival of bruce kidnapping her from school and asking for money to realese her. thank you 💖🤘
im SO sorry this request literally took me so long to push out! but midterms are coming to a close and i am so sorry for the wait! thank you for your patience my love, and i hope you enjoy!!!!!
love for the little one - batfam
dcu masterlist , main masterlist , teklarn’s cliche’s and tropes
batfam x gn!sibling!reader
summary: after being kidnapped and held for ransom, your family places excessive protection measures around you, and you can never seem to find yourself entirely alone.
warnings: mentions of kidnapping
UNEDITED!
BRUCE
he's beyond livid, even after you're rescued the anger is still radiating off him. you can feel it in waves. in his silence. he's not mad at you, though. he's mad at himself. absolutely furious.
he should know better. and so he does better.
bruce already has alfred driving you to school every single day. but now? he's got a bodyguard escorting you to and from the premises. that short little walk to the door as you enter the school, and the bodyguard is always waiting outside fifteen minutes prior to the last bell of the day, patiently waiting to escort you to the car.
tim is able to convince bruce NOT to pay for the school's security system. he was THIS CLOSE to doing so. though tim entirely understands where he's coming from, he knows it'll be something your friends (though you're all quite young) will never live down when you're older.
so bruce sticks with the bodyguard alone.
at first, it's exciting. all your little friends crowd around you, curious about the mysterious man lurking outside the school every day.
then it becomes overbearing.
you're a little tired of not being able to play with your friends at the park after school - something alfred always let you do, whether it was a grace period of five or ten minutes, at least the kind butler allowed you that liberty.
but this dumb hunk of a bodyguard is always on time, and he never breaks the routine or schedule.
maybe, just maybe, it's because bruce pays him extraordinarily well and also threatened to reduce his salary or fire him if said routine was ever broken.
just maybe...
DICK
dick is a little more relaxed, but he was still terrified.
it's that older sibling nature in him. he'll never get rid of it.
he's all over you after the rescue. despite you not having a scratch on you, he's adamant about searching for any scratches or bruises, and he can't help but feel he's failed you a little bit.
he should've been there. he should've seen the warning signs.
of course, to some extent, dick knows it wasn't entirely his fault.
still, the poor guy feels so much guilt.
the lack of scratches you have doesn't ease him. instead, whenever you come home from school with a bruise or scraped up knee, he's all over it.
dick can't really explain why he's gotten strangely protective over your physical health and how any of that is relevant to your kidnapping - but it just is.
a scrape - something bruce would've told him to slap a band aid over - is something he nurses like it's the end of the world.
he's got a cotton swap and some rubbing alcohol, numbing cream (which you usually don't need, you tough cookie) and an assortment of band aids themed to your most recent, childish hyperfixation.
he's always there to pick you up when you fall.
in fact, he'd rather be there ALREADY to catch you before you even get the chance to fall at all.
JASON
jason, like dick, was quite worried about your physical health. but he sees that you're tough, he knows not to baby you.
you're a child and there are times in which you need to be coddled. but, being part of a family full of vigilantes, this was bound to happen. some kind of threat would've entered your life one way or another.
so he begins to toughen you up a little more. he invites you to training sessions and gets you to start building a little more muscle.
you're excited, because you know training is jason's mental escape from everyone. it's his alone time, time in which he doesn't like to be bothered.
you feel special when he invites you. and when he continues to invite you, when he continues to train you, you feel beyond special.
the training, at times, becomes a little much. he'd never push you past your limit - not excessively. there are days he knows you can take the heat, other days maybe not so much.
this becomes a routine, and soon, you feel like one of them. a hero in training. a vigilante. unstoppable.
but there's one day he pushes you a little too hard and you break down. your body is sore and you just want to go to sleep - you had such a long day at school.
jason's tempted to give you the tough love he got. and he wants to. so badly he does. but when he sees your little face twisted into cries, he can't help but shrivel a bit.
in truth, jason is scared.
because there might be a day he's not there to protect you, and you need to be able to protect yourself.
TIM
tim doesn't want to be overbearing. but he does make you some super cool gadget.
one that alerts him if you're in trouble. or if you need to contact him for anything. or if he wants to contact you.
you think it's the coolest thing ever at first, keeping the tiny transmitter in your pocket, bringing it to school everday. it was your little secret with tim. it made you feel like a spy!
until he taps into the mic and beeps you one day at recess. your friends crowd around you and pepper you with questions.
trying to hide his identity, you say it's a cool gadget you got from the book fair. then you sneak away and answer his call.
he's simply checking in. asking how you are. what you're up to. then the conversation is done.
until he does it again the next day and tells you to beware because there's some villain on the loose and he's snatching up kids in broad daylight.
and yes, you're aware. it's all over the news. you're a kid, you're not stupid.
all it takes for tim to lose his grip on boundaries, however, is when you decide not to take the transmitter with you to school one day. after all, he keeps calling while you're playing with friends, and you never needed a transmitter before, so it can't be that important, right?
wrong.
when you come home, tim's tapping his foot like a mother when you're turned your location off. because essentially, that's what you've done.
he demands answers to his questions. you try to lie your way out of it, saying that you forgot it at home and it wouldn't happen again.
but he's adamant about real answers - after all, he can weasel the truth out of anyone. so you admit that he's being overbearing. that you just want one recess where he's not acting like a stalker.
and reluctantly, tim does agree and promises not to abuse the transmitter.
he just wants to know where you are.
so, to his dismay, you simply tuck the transmitter into your backpack and keep it there. only. for. emergencies.
DAMIAN
damian went through worse as a kid. you'll get over it. everyone else will, too.
that's what he thinks.
he knows the criminal isn't going to do anything to you - he needs the money from bruce, and no one ever took a ridiculous villain like that seriously. because he's never done anything serious.
so damian knows you'll be fine.
still, despite coming back 'fine', you still look a tad bit too terrified for his liking.
it wrenches something in him seeing you like this.
you're not insanely traumatized, but he still feels a bit of sympathy.
damian knows he's had a rough childhood. maybe thinking you should get over what happened to you isn't the best way to go about this. is it just another way to neglect what's happened to him?
damian realizes that no child should ever have to go through what he did. and he never wants you to have it rough, either.
so, the night of your return, the stoic young man sits next to you and begins to talk.
you're still shaken from everything, but you're no longer crying.
damian tells you stories. anything he can. and he promises himself he'll be more careful around you. he won't invaldiate what happened to you just because what happened to him was worse.
damian admits to himself that he wants better for you.
he'd do anything to give you the safe childhood everyone in this damn manor seems to lack.
