If you don't mind could we get a batfamily pinning over, slightly neglected but sassy reader? The reader has long since given up on being the perfect daughter/sister for everyone and has started living life. Now everyone is shook because they didn't know the reader was an amazing person and now they all are starting to develop interesting feelings 😉 for her. The batfamily are pinning hard over the reader and they are having none of it.
Batfamily: Hey reader would like to spend your summer with your amazing family 😍🤩🥺
Reader: ....... Ewww no 🙂↔️ (walks out the door)
Batfamily: She could have thought about it a little more 💔
Anyway love you and your work 💕💋
lollll absolutely, i got u babes (i love u too <3) ALSO I GOT MY LAPTOP FIXEDDDD EVERYONE SAY THANK YOU TO GOD!!!! also sorry i took one million years but i hope this was what u were asking for!
tbh, i think reader being very antagonistic towards them would make some of them even hornier lmaooo like they love a good chase (all supes do tbh, it's their bread and butter so to speak)
cw // fauxcest/incest, mentions and implications of kidnapping/drugging, mentions of noncon (kissing), crossing boundaries, perverted brothers and fathers, (pls lmk if i missed anything)
"now that you're on summer break," bruce looks over to you, "you'll be coming with us for the trip in june."
your fork pauses mid-air; everyone eagerly turns to you, "the trip?" you set your fork down, sighing. "the "undercover mission" trip?"
bruce grimaces, "yes, but-"
"honestly, bruce, even if it was a regular family trip," you give the oldest two a pointed glare, "i can't go."
"what?" tim speaks up first, his eyebrows furrowed, "you don't have anything on your schedule."
you bite your cheek, fighting to snap at his blatant invasion of your privacy, "i got a job for the summer." you go back to your dinner, ignoring the huffs of protest.
"you don't need a job." bruce's voice cuts through the indignant chatter. "if you need money, (y/n)-"
"it's not for the money. i need work experience." you place your fork down, standing from the table.
"sit down. this conversation isn't over." bruce's voice is firm, but you couldn't find it within yourself to care.
"it's over to me."
patrol was quiet and cold that night, letting bruce ruminate on dinner. he hears quiet and heavy footsteps behind him, "we can just drug her and take her with," jason's voice is teasing, but he could sense that it wasn't completely a joke.
"no. she'll come around," batman keeps his voice low, "she's just upset with what happened last week."
jason makes a noise, "what happened last week?"
he feels another presense take their place next to jason, "b kissed-" her name almost slips from his mouth, and bruce glares, "-her and told her to drop out of college." dick's voice was on the edge of a laugh and bruce couldn't hold back a deep sigh.
jason cackles, "and you thought that was a good idea?"
oracle's voice filters into his ears, "hate to interrupt when you're making fun of b, but robin and red need you guys by the observatory."
"understood." he motions to his annoying sons, "let's go."
you're trying to fall asleep when dick decides that it's his turn to annoy you. "you asleep?" his voice is light, but you know better. you don't respond, curling into your thick comforter. "if you're cold, we can cuddle..."
you roll your eyes, groaning as you turn towards him, "what do you want, dick?"
"i just wanna talk," he invites himself to sit on your bed, hand squeezing your covered ankle, "we- i want you on the summer trip." you stare at him, unmoved by his subtle confession. he blinks, a trace of annoyance crossing his face, "little bird..." there's a playful tilt to his voice and you feel his cold hand graze your leg.
you yank your leg away, sitting up with a scowl, "don't call me that." dick jolts, his eyes wide, "you have lost every right to call me that, asshole."
his heart skips a beat, seeing the furious anger on your face, and he can't help but tease you more. "come on, birdie-" your hand flies towards his face, and he catches it before it connects with his cheek. you try to pull it back, but dick holds tight, pressing a kiss to your palm. his pupils were wide as he peeked at you through your fingers.
you feel a shiver of disgust crawl down your back, "fucking psycho," you seethe, almost spitting with repulsion, "get the hell out of my room."
"no dice." dick leans against the doorway, an annoyed smile gracing his face, "your turn." jason moves, letting him into the apartment.
jay scoffs, "i'm not getting involved in this bullshit." dick raises an eyebrow and jason sighs, "i'm sure you'd like it if she hated me too."
"you busy?" jason opens the door slightly, peeking into your room. a smile tugs at your lips as you see the large man, hesitantly, enter your room.
"a little," you motion towards your laptop, "you need something, jay?" he hesitates, fidgeting as he thinks between your bed and your desk. you bite your lap, holding in a chuckle, watching as he awkwardly loiters.
he sighs, finally making a decision, and choosing to kneel in front of you, "will you listen to me without getting upset?" jason tilts his head, a small smile on his face.
you feel an twinge of discomfort, knowing what he's going to ask, but nod anyway.
"it would be nice if you came with on the trip," you take a breath, rolling your eyes. he continues, "i know you don't want to, but-" he smiles, "- i wanna spend time with you, you know?"
"jason-"
"we missed out on so much together," he gives you a sad smile, placing his hand on your knee, "can you imagine?" his thumb rubs your knee, gentle and firm, "the warm sand between our toes, splashing each other-" he swallows, the look crossing his face, "-wearing cute little swimsuits..." his fingers trace your leg, slowly making their way up.
you snort, "no thanks."
his eyebrows furrow, "what?"
you slap his hand away from your knee, "no. thanks."
"but- (y/n)-" his hand cups your cheek.
"i know what you're trying to do, jay-" you push his hand away, "-and it won't work because i don't care. i don't want to play happy family with you people." jason frowns, scar wrinkling. "if you want to hang out later, let me know, but don't bring up this vacation bullshit again."
"looks like we both struck out." nightwing's laugh echos through the comms.
red hood sighs, irritated, "so, my original plan is fine now, right? or are we waiting for everyone else to give it a try."
bruce hesitates, conflicted. he swallows the guilt in his throat and hums, "fine." the line goes dead and he sits in the silence. alfred raises an eyebrow, waiting for what was weighing on his mind, "she'll forgive me, right?" bruce's voice was quiet, "she has to understand that we love her..." alfred doesn't respond. "...she has to..."
alfred purses his lips as he feels a sense of pity, though unsure who it was for, "give her time, master bruce."
bruce nods, wilting into his chair, "she'll love it... she'll love me."
Every night, F/O makes you a nice dinner, encouraging you to eat as much as you can. Every night after dinner you hit the bed like a rock, dizzy and light-headed. And every morning, you wake up sore and nauseous and your clothes and bed a mess. Did you have sex? You can't seem to remember... You ate, and then you slept—that's all, isn't it?
F/O insists that's it, sometimes they suggest you probably just have very vivid wet dreams. They're hurt by you questioning the possibilty that they had anything to do with it. Then they change the topic by talking about what's for dinner that night.
This is the aftermath of sorrow flowers by @lady-ashfade a yandere class 1a x reader hope you enjoy
They finally did it they finally killed the pest that was making you suffer! They'll be sure that you'll feel better once again!
As the days went by you started to cough fewer flowers and flowers were starting to fall off your body completely not leaving any vines and thorns around and your classmates were there by you helping you with your recovery!
Momo was trimming off the thorns and vines that were wrapped uncomfortably around your body on your body while Ochaco, Mina, and Hakagure were putting cute little bandaids all over, tsuyu was giving you some of your comfort foods and some tea to relax and Jirou sang some songs for you while you were in your hospital bed but for some reason you didn't utter a "thanks" or made a smile at them but they understood you were probably just tried!
The boys were also helping Iida was making sure you were taking your medications and making sure you weren't working just resting in your hospital bed sero and Denki was entertaining you with funny videos and card games meanwhile katsuki was making you healthy meals but Katsuki was feeling that something wasn't right you weren't reacting to what they were expecting just stared at them with a cold neutral expression barely replying to anything your classmates are saying your other classmates brush it off but to Akatsuki it lingered in his mind
After a week of recovery, you were back on your feet you still were coughing a bit flowers but recovery girls assured you that they'd go away in about a few days when you came back to the dorms everyone was elated seeing you walking on you back to yourself everyone was surrounding your gifts in their hands and praises about how brave you were everyone quiet down when everyone decided to celebrate for your return with a gathering dinner
The dinner-like party was full everyone was chattering among themselves mostly about you or most were eagerly talking to you but all your response was a hum back and a soft nod right after you finished your meal you got up and left "Wait aren't you gotta stay for dessert?" Sato questioned, everyone's eyes were on you now some were looking concerned while others looked suspiciously at you and looked back with a reassuring smile "No thank you I'm rather full but thanks anyway!" Your classmates watched as You walked away as they quietly whispered among themselves about your behavior lately, were you still sick? Was this the aftermath of the disease it has to be! Your no getting tried of them right?
In the next few weeks, you were starting to act cold and rather trying to distance them whenever Kirishima would ask you to lift weights but you declined and just walked away from him iida and Momo tried to invite you to study or at least join for a tea party but to their defeat you excused yourself saying your grades were just fine and just shut the door in their face Mina and Denki tried teasing and playing with you but you weren't smiling and laughing or teasing them back no you weren't even annoyed by it you just told them to stop with a blank expression
Your classmates grew worried about your current behavior where was the old y/n they loved? Many theories were passed around from classmate to classmate everyone was busy worrying about you until they saw it they saw you resting on Tokoyami's shoulder while you were sleeping everyone was jealous of this and wanted to up their game
You watched how everyone in your class started to fall apart everyone was against everyone's neck and neck they were fighting, yelling, and violent they were so desperate and eager to get your affection everyone pulling you away from one another just for you to go to one of the students leaving the others seething with rage, some friendships between them were broken, every day at class everyone was staring at you while glaring daggers at each other, in training your students were beating each other to a pulp in order to at least give them a praise no a thumbs up or even look their way
You watched how everyone was at it for each other like wild animals while sipping on your favorite drink and eating your snack on other hand you knew this was wrong, petty even ,but they murdered the person you loved the most and you will never forgive them so why not get a little revenge before we get to the good part~
Whumpee's screams grew less after a moment, as she began begging for Whumper to let her be.
"I'll- I'll starve myself! I'll- I'll- I'll let you know where Caretaker is! I know you hate him! Please milady, I'll do anything for you! You know that!"
Caretaker heard a blow, and saw Whumpee look up.
"I'll hurt him for you! Please milady! PLEASE!"
"Fine."
Whumper opened a door, and Whumpee held a knife.
Whumpee stumbled back a moment, then swallowed and stabbed Caretaker in the shoulder.
Caretaker stared up at Whumpee, and Whumpee apologized.
Suddenly, Caretaker felt very dizzy, and slumped over in his bonds.
--
Whumpee felt horrible. But she wasn't in pain.
Unlike Caretaker. Whumper had taken Caretaker and Whumpee could hear his screams.
Saint slowly opened his eyes, watching as the blur before him paced back and forth.
"How fucking dare he... Why did he think he could replace me? Get friends? Get a proper family?" they muttered, stopping in their tracks upon seeing Saint was awake.
They started cooing at it, pinning him down again. Saint was too weak to fight back, and rather, was silently praying to Arceus that someone, anyone, come save him.
