Isakied in the worst way possible?! (Part-2?)
So now that you've woken up in a whole ass manor where no one cares about what you do and you don't have the same pressure as you did in your last life, what's the first thing you would do? Watch all the animes and k drama you've been missing on. With actual subscriptions instead of finding some illegal website because Bruce is rich and $24.99 is like nothing. So you go on and buy subscription on bunch of apps and watch k-drama Or anime or series while chugging cans of soda and snacking on your favorite chips without a worry because you don't have to save money for rent.
That sleeping schedule doesn't seem to be getting any better but life without stress gives more time to do things that you actually never had time to do, any of your favorite activities that you had to give up on due to working many shifts and studying for tests and completing assignments.
Alfred is really suspicious, but he of course doesn't say anything. He's actually glad that you seem to be doing things other than looking for validation. But he does know something changed too quick, he just can't prove it yet. Still is happy tho.
Of all the brothers I think Damian is the one at home mostly because he's the youngest and also because he's in school. Bruce wants Damian to complete high school so that he can experience normal things. He's already really smart and knows a lot.
I can imagine reader, in one of the halls sitting in a corner where the light hits just right. Sitting there with a guitar, singing while recording for fun, their voice echoing all across the hallway as they sing on the top of their lungs, no one's around. They're so busy singing, lost in their own world that they don't notice a very dumbfounded Damian standing at the end of the Hall, staring at the. He was surprised, he thought you were useless since you spent most of your time in your room doing nothing. He continues listening to you. Damian is an artist, he understands art, he acknowledges it. So when you look at him and stop singing, he nods at you in acknowledgement. Not missing the chance to comment on how you're not entirely useless. He didn't directly compliment you but him acknowledging your art is also a huge deal. Now if it were the 'reader' they would've said some cliche shit or something but you just shrugged and went back to singing.
Tim, in his time at home. Is usually at the cave and at the rare times when he's not, he's trying to do something to either relax or take things off of his mind. Imagine him walking in on you while you're playing the balloon game in the living room, the game where you must keep hitting it and it shouldn't touch the ground or else you'll loose. He was about to turn around and leave when you accidentally hit the balloon too hard and it floated a little too far from your reach, your panicked gasp caught his attention as he lept over the couch, hitting the balloon like an experienced libro to keep it off of the floor. You were dumbfounded, but instantly turned it into a game which lasted for an hour, I can feel like that he was really competitive since you were trying to make him lose. That's when he realized it's probably his first time actually spending time with you and it wasn't half bad.
Jason was probably looking for Alfred on a random Tuesday, wanting to talk about something when he, in his search entered the library. His gaze immediately drawn to your figure sprawled across the couch. Now, he would have left but the book you seemed to be reading caught his eyes. Jane Austen. You saw him staring and asked what he wanted. And from there the situation slipped into a comfortable discussion over favorite authors, their work, phrases. Even asking certain things that you quite couldn't understand, and from there on your conversation took turns, from talking about authors to how you hate corrupt politicians, favorite songs, how patriarchy is ruining the world, book recommendations, favorite heroes and lastly gossip. Shit tons of gossip that you both enjoyed, Jason loved every second of the conversation, it was refreshing, hearing about something normal. It made him realize that you're not a jerk after all. Maybe he'll bring you a book one of these days.
Dick is usually not in Gotham, he only ever visits during very important missions or because Alfred was spamming him, asking him to come meet everyone (Bruce). He'll probably walk around the manor, to feel the nostalgia like an old man ( he's veeeeery old, but he's cute) and accidentally run into you. It's totally an accident since you were leaving your room, looking like you just woke up ( you did) n your way to grab something to eat from the kitchen. It was a very few awkward seconds of looking at each other till he smiled and asked if you slept well (you did) I don't think there was anything else because then he went to the cave.
I can imagine sitting in the kitchen, late at night, taste testing everything Alfred made first hand. He was cooking for those cave men and didn't mind a little help (the help was you stuffing your face with delicious food) it was nice and silent. You almost choked when you heard Alfred complain about everyone's habits in his very sarcastic heavy British tone. He was literally roasting them while you were trying not to fall off of the counter while laughing.
It was fun.
It felt like a fa- No.
No.
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This chapter felt a little too serious.
Btw I love reading comments, keep commenting.
Even a simple 'hi' if you feel chatty.
I was thinking about writing some au's
One of my ideas is 'what if they were adopted?' It's the alternate universe where young Tim and Jason got adopted by the isakied reader. I'm not sure about the 'isakied' part. But do let me know.
Should I write more?