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Hey so I had planned to write more dispatch headcanons, however life has been a bitch and I managed to get a concusion a few days ago, hence no further posts
I beg for some Phenomaman headcanons
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Phenomaman is another yandere who has no idea that he is one, he doesn’t know how Humans go about dating and all it takes is one wrong influence and Phenomaman is stalking his obsession to make sure that nothing bad happens to them (Someone on the Z-Team suggested it after he expressed that he was worried that his obsession couldn’t keep themselves safe and he ran with it.)
His obsession should expect edible arrangements to show up at their house with notes from Phenomaman about how they should stay safe and how he hopes that they like the arrangements , as he learns more about his obsession the edible arrangements start to become their favorite fruits and vegetables.
Phenomaman also will just say the most out of pocket stuff to his obsession whilst having no idea what they mean in the hopes that they will talk to him and explain to him all kinds of human lingo and behaviours so that he in turn can learn more about their species and how his obsession deviates from the norm.
Phenomaman will also watch any videos that his obsession is on loop, especially if they are a hero or something among the lines. He likes to imagine him being by their side as they bring justice to evil doers.
If Phenomaman gets teamed-up with his obsession he will attack anyone who is trying to attack his obsession, which also means that he could be hindering his obsession from doing their job because they cannot do anything without Phenomaman intervening. The worst part is that they cannot even get fully mad about it because Phenomaman doesn’t know what he is doing wrong and genuinely wants to keep them from harm, especially considering the fact that they already have a job that puts them in danger.
Phenomaman as a yandere is basically a stalkerish golden retriever who doesn’t know his own strength. That being said, unlike his break-up with Blond Blazer where he did kind of give her some distance, he would not handle rejection well from his obsession and will make his spiral over his break-up with Blond Blazer look like childsplay.
Phenomaman is confident in his relationship with his obsession if they share interest in him, after all he believes that his obsession has the same intense feelings for him as he does for them, even if he doesn’t know how to put it into words properly.
Flambae is one possessive asshole with his obsession, seriously they cannot have a social life by themselves. Whenever his obsession gets a new friend they get threatened by Flambae and he will follow up on said threats if they do not leave his obsession alone.
Chad will also start fires near his obsession just so that he can swoop in and be their knight in shining armour, and get extra points for saving them.
The only people he would allow his obsession to socialize with is the Z-Team and even that is sometimes stretching it, especially if he has had a bad mission and just wants to spend time with them.
Chad is also a delusional yandere, he won’t accept the fact that he and his obsession are not dating and he will straight up refuse to believe that there is anything wrong with his behaviour.
Chad will also cook his obsession food and do other domestic stuff for them but it isn’t Chad if he doesn’t demean them and gloat about the fact that they need him in their life because they can’t do anything right on their own.
He can actually be a sweetheart to his obsession if they just go along with his delusions, obviously he will have bad temper flare ups and a lot of jealousy issues he is unable to manage but Chad will take care of them with all his heart.
Flambae also won’t stand for anyone insulting his obsession or trying to harm them, he will go crazy and set everything on fire that the person trying to harm his obsession has, alongside just absolutely beating the fuck out of the person who thought it was a smart idea to try and hurt his obsession.
I can only see Flambae getting obsessed with someone who is either really competent yet super wet cat like to the point where he is unsure whether he wants to fuck them or to kill them or someone who is easy on the eyes yet an absolute disaster.
I’m also not saying that Flambae is a yandere that is easy to manipulate but if his obsession throws compliments his way that are genuine and just appreciate him for who he is, I can see him slightly becoming more relaxed around them. Maybe he would even let them hang around the Z-Team whilst he is not around, like maybe he is on a mission or something.
She is a stalker 100%, she has taken a shit ton of pictures of her obsession in all kinds of compromising positions and has a whole photo album just dedicated to that. Not to mention the full profile of their likes, dislikes and whatever else she managed to find out whilst stalking them.
She falls hard for her obsession if they see her for Courtney and not for her powers or her past crimes, if they look at her like she isn't some criminal that is trying to be better and approach her like they would everyone else she feels seen.
Courtney will change into whoever her obsession wants her to be, if they still see a hero in her after all her fuck-ups she will become the hero that they can be proud off. If they don’t mind her being a villain and encourage said mindset, I can see her going down the rabbit hole and starting to do more dirty work for shroud on the down low, anything to impress them whilst also making sure she doesn’t get killed doing it.
Courtney would spread rumours about her and her obsession dating before they are to make sure folks don’t ask her out. And if her obsession asks her if she knows who spread the rumour she just shrugs her shoulder before giving them a wink and a comment about how “they would make a cute fucking couple.”.
Courtney will also just casually mention to her obsession whenever she has had a wet dream about if and depending on their reaction go further into detail or slightly ease them into making them less of a ‘prude’ and become more comfortable with seeing her in that kinda light.
If they get super flustered from her comment in the good kinda way, she would take advantage of that 100% and escalate things really quickly. And perhaps also catch a few HR violations in the process.
If her obsession is on the Z-team I don’t see her betraying them if her obsession has been hellbent on following the redemption path and telling Courtney that they believe in her even after she went off on her own to get the pulse.
However no one else believed in her and even her obsession is unsure. I can see her striking a deal with Shroud to do whatever he needs her to do so long as her obsession stays safe when Shroud wins. She would straight up kidnap her obsession and keep her locked up if necessary to make sure nothing happens to them whilst she is out committing crimes.
During the fight at the donut shop you can bet that Courtney also snagged her obsessions favorite donut with her to surprise them with a little thoughtful gift.
She also loves to send her obsession pictures of them when they are dating, seeing as they are slightly aware that she could be anywhere before that she would just take the pictures and keep them for herself
Robert is 100% a stalker for his obsession, he has definitely hacked into his obsessions phone so that he knows where they are 24/7.
I don’t believe that he would become a yandere for a stranger, his obsession is most likely a childhood best friend that stayed with him when his life was going into a downward spiral.
I can see his obsession for them get worse if they know that he is Mecha Man and help take care of him after his four month coma, and especially if they checked up on him in the hospital during said coma.
He is also a very paranoid man, especially since they know that he is Mecha man he often worries that something will happen to them, hence why he helped them get security for their place and having access to those camera’s without them knowing so that he can check up on them whenever he starts to worry about them.
Robert is also a bit of a perv, he tries not to be but he might have some hidden cameras in his obsessions bedroom set up. Most likely he got the camera(s) in the bedroom through giving his obsession gifts that have a hidden camera inside. (maybe in a teddy or some other plushy with glossy eyes.) Sometimes at night when he feels lonely he boots up his phone and watches them for a bit, relaxing as he sees them asleep safe and sound.
Robert is also slightly possessive over his obsession, he tends to make more sarcastic comments that come off as plain rude but shrugs his shoulders if his obsession ever makes a comment about it, he plays it off like it was just a joke but his face says something different the moment his obsession is no longer looking at him.
So he may have been the reason why not a lot of people tend to spend time with his obsession, between him always being there or showing up ‘coïncidentally” alongside his ‘amazing’ attitude towards whoever is with his obsession there is not a lot of reason why someone would want to be friends with his obsession besides him, especially when his obsession makes excuses for him saying that Robert is just like that and he’s just joking around.
Robert also has a profile of his obsession, about their daily routine, what their work is and some other things like their favorite places to hang out and what they like to eat.
He also keeps tabs on whoever is friends with his obsession, trying to find every reason to make his obsession stop hanging out with them. If he can’t find any dirt he would reluctantly let his obsession hang around their friends but you can bet that he is listening in to every conversation his obsession has with their friends just to make sure that they are not some secret spy sent by Shroud or another one of his enemies.
What do you think about a reader who traveled into her favorite romance novel as a villain or NPC, whichever you want, and is doomed to die for the MC's love interest because she's engaged to him? And in her quest to not die, the reader turns to Scaramouche, the royal knight, for help, unaware that he's been totally obsessed with her for years? (Ever since she was possessed by the reader, lol)
I know, I know, the best cliché 🔥🔥
see, let's take it a step further and turn it even more cliche by adding other love interests EEEEKKKKK. assuming (y/n) transmigrates into the classic villainess,,,,,
you're a diehard fan of the infamous webnovel, "I have 300 days to live before the friend i made at the debutante ball murders me in cold blood, and wait, is that her fiancé supporting her? also, i have a harem!"
the plot goes as follows, disregarding the fact that the title itself already spoiled it: furina, the main heroine, is raised by a normal family before one day finding out that she was the missing princess of the kingdom and that the king is calling for her to claim her rightful title. with her life turned upside down, furina is thrust upon a strict training regime to prepare her for the upcoming debutante ball. however, she struggles to excel in her manners and etiquette, always falling short or picking up the incorrect utensil. she tries her best, but it feels like even that's not enough.
on the day of the ball, furina makes a minor mistake during her curtsy, one so small that it bypasses the attendees' vision, yet she feels her mistake weighing down on her, sticking pebbles into her transpicuous heels. down in spirit, she retreats to the unoccupied balcony, wanting to take in some fresh air.
there she meets the story's villainess - a woman her age, but possesses a popularity that far surpasses hers. the villainess is born into nobility, taught and instilled with etiquette and grace from the moment she gained cognition. her tone is clipped, sharp enough to cut through ice as she addresses furina, in turn, the princess stammers from intimidation. yet, surprisingly enough, a friendship between them blooms by the time the clock tower hits midnight.
what was supposed to be a wholesome friendship between two polar opposites is thrown into the garbage as the villainess begins to act comically evil toward furina. despite being established early on in the story that the villainess already possessed everything she could ever want, it's suddenly retconned as she starts wanting to steal furina's life for herself in a fit of jealousy. furthermore, she discards her fiance off to the side in favor of ruining furina's life in the most optimal way possible.
in the middle of the novel, the harem suddenly just spawns out of nowhere because furina is suddenly bumping into characters that were never mentioned before, yet it turns out they were incredibly important all along !? and then they all just fall in love with furina after seeing her once? but the harem doesn't even matter in the grandscheme of things because the novel abruptly ends with the villainess dying from a wild wolf attack, thus ending furina's torment and throwing away the entire plotline of her possibly being murdered by the villainess? the author clearly just gave up !! all while her fiance is off to the side, sobbing or whatever.
it's corny, it's shitty, and most of all, it did furina dirty. she did NOT need that much stress. but it's camp, and you like it for that. so bad it's so good, or something. and you were even planning on buying the physical copy of the novel before being abruptly run over by a city bus, killing you upon impact.
or at least, that's what you thought.
when you wake up, you're surprised you even woke up in the first place. you raise your left hand up for you to view, expecting bandages over skin, yet all you see is the silk material of your nightgown covering your forearm. wait, your nightgown?
you shoot straight up, expecting excruciating pain to follow. but there's none. you feel perfectly fine. in your confusion over the lack of injuries sustained, you missed the elephant in the room.
...your room is three apartments big. stupidly covered in gold and riches.
princess furina, the newfound people of the nation, a young woman whose popularity only continues to steadily climb as she attends more events as the princess. she visits you at noon, eagerly waiting for you to come out of your room, rocking on the balls of her feet. when you come and greet her, you struggle to question her without being obvious that you have no idea at which part of the story you're currently in. you're friends with furina, yes, but is this the part where you've already begun sabotaging her life? or is this the calm before the storm? but your friend is making it hard to think when she ushers you into your mansion's courtyard, sitting you down in a chair before pulling up with baked treats that she undoubtedly bought with royal allowance. silver cutlery glides through the cake, and she brings the piece up for you to bite into.
for a moment, you just stare at her. really taking her in. you watch the subtle flush on her cheeks, her bated breath as she waits for you, and the eagerness present in her eyes. ...what a sweet girl, she really did not deserve the torment she was subjected to in the novel.
you lean forward, enough for you to take the piece of cake into your mouth. you hum in delight the moment it reaches your tongue, and you compliment furina on her elite taste in desserts.
but... there's an unusual aftertaste to this one.
royal knight scaramouche, furina's supposed main love interest, based on what the novel presented. you know he's there in the shadows of your courtyard, always watching with his hands over the sheath of his sword, ready to strike should a threat be made apparent. when furina excuses herself to get more pastries, you hear the thuds of his boots as he approaches from behind. before he can even make a vaguely threatening comment toward you, you speak up to assure him.
"i'm not here to harm miss furina, sir scaramouche. you may rest easy in my company," you sigh out, taking a tentative sip of scalding hot tea. "nor am i your rival when it comes to her affections."
you hear a snort of laughter, a sound so unbecoming of his character that you whirl around in shock. you come face to face with this amused glint in his eyes as he peers down at you, bending his body until he's merely inches away.
"you mistake me greatly. i watch not because of the princess," he inches even closer, mouth nibbling on your earlobe in tease, "but purely to keep my eyes on you."
personal maid rosaria is already inside waiting with new garments when you throw the door open. she bows her head in greeting, sunken and tired eyes gaining a flicker of life when you gently smile at her. out of all the characters that orbit the villainess, rosaria is undoubtedly her - well, your - closest confidant. she has sworn her loyalty until death rips her away from your hands, until the sun stops turning on its axis. for this reason, you gossip with her about your earlier interaction with the royal knight, eager to know her perspective. she undresses you with great care while paying great attention to each word that falls out of your lips. when you finish recounting the events, rosaria is visibly peeved as she guides your arms into long sleeves.
"my lady, if you would please take into account what i believe," she starts off, looking up at you with desperation in her eye, "do not invite princess furina into your manor ever again, lest sir scaramouche makes a bold move once more."
her calloused hands take hold of yours, squeezing until it hurts. "please, you must listen to me."
arranged fiancé ayato visits you a couple of days later, bringing with him a bouquet of your - her - favorite flowers, tastefully arranged, and you know that it will look gorgeous on your bedside table. you thank him with a hug, one that is prolonged when you can't part away from his tight grip around your waist. he's the one who allows the hug to end, and even gives you a close-eyed smile as if nothing had happened. you don't know much about his character since he was only mentioned in passing from the novel - for all you know, this could be the norm for his behavior. if so, you wonder how the villainess could have put up with such an aggravating behavior.
he guides you through your manor into a secluded meeting room. when the grand door closes behind your figures, his smile drops, and leans in to nuzzle his head into your neck. huffing your neck like a madman.
"my love," he pronounces, "i have made sure that no traces are left behind in the scene. surely, this means that you will marry me now?"
you feel a sweat bead down your temple. "ah, that's..."
duke of the north wriothesley is the one who notices that something is amiss with you, or perhaps, he is the only one to voice it out. you happen upon him visiting the farmer's market, perusing the produce on display. from what you remember of him, he's quite an acquaintance of the villainess and was even visiting her manor at the time of her death. so you approach him with your head held up high, intending to make idle talk.
"your grace," you nod in acknowledgement, "it's quite the rarity to see you around these parts, i was not made aware that you were visiting."
"merely a quick stop, otherwise i would've written to you, my lady." he grins, exposing his canine teeth.
"you jest. sir wriothesley has no need to write to me, after all," you force out a demure giggle, hiding behind your fan.
"really now?" his smile turns sharp, "though i must say, it's quite unusual for you to belittle yourself. feeling down lately, my lady?"
ah, that was your slip-up. you bite your painted lips, aiming to correct your behavior, but his next words freeze you in place.
as we talk about basement wives i would like to consider quinn’s three pillars of yandere:
- yan as a way to control: obsessive, overly cautious types. they want to monitor your every action, your every thought, as a means to bring you to perfection (even if it’s by their own definition). they’ll help you, if you just let them
- yan as a way to protect: fearless, strong types. they see you as too weak to take care of yourself, so of course they’ll step up and do it for you. gives you soft things and keeps you spoiled because you’re safest with them, you just have to trust them
- yan as a way to own: possessive, righteous types. they don’t just know you best, they know everything best. you’re their plaything, their little experiment, their thing to keep around for entertainment. they can be cruel or kind, whatever serves them best
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A/N: scaroused!reader??
For a while now, you’d been wanting to leave him.
He felt it in the way you didn’t meet his eyes anymore. In the distance in your voice, once soft even when it was scolding. In the sharpness of your steps when you walked away after each mission, as if you were slicing through something that had tethered you for a long time.
Something he had thought was real, even if twisted.
The Xianzhou Luofu glimmered beneath your feet as you stepped off the Cloud Knight skiff, the scent of blood and ozone still clinging to your uniform. You were sore, tired, and sick of it. Sick of watching Blade tear through enemies like a cursed thing, reckless and smiling like pain was just another way to speak.
This mission had been a warning bell. A horrifying one.
He hadn’t waited for the signal. He hadn't stuck to the plan.
He had almost gotten you killed.
And the worst part was, he hadn’t even flinched when your voice cracked in the comms, screaming for backup. You’d watched him through the smoke, calm and red-eyed, like it was nothing. Like it didn’t matter if you died, so long as he didn’t. Again.
At least, that was how it had seemed.
Seeking to cling to your last shred of self-respect, you filed your report, and you asked for reassignment.
It was the first time Kafka actually hesitated before responding. Maybe she knew. Maybe she’d always known.
But she gave a vague nod and said, “We’ll see what can be done.”
And that was when it started…
…
“You’re leaving.”
You froze in your quarters. He stood in your open doorway, as if the lock hadn’t even mattered. From the blue he had appeared, now glaring at you in the shadowy hallway.
Your heart stuttered. “Blade—”
“I heard.” His voice was low and calm, but it had an edge that prickled the skin on the back of your neck.
“I saw the request form. Transfer protocol. Full separation.”
Taking a deep, shaky breath, you did your best to stay composed. You had to stand by the choice you had made.
“It’s not about you…”
That was a lie. That was practically all it was about.
Seemed like he already knew it too.
He stepped inside, letting the door close behind him with a soft hiss.
“You filed it the day after our last mission. The same day you started avoiding me.”
He tilted his head, something unreadable in his face.
“You think I didn’t notice? A thing like that?”
“Blade—” you stepped back, but your spine hit the desk. “We both know this isn’t working.”
His eye twitched. He closed the distance in a blink, his hand slamming beside your head with a crack. You flinched, cowering suddenly against the wall.
“Not working for who, exactly?” he asked, his voice dark. “You’re alive. Every time. I make sure of it.”
“Bullshit!” Incensed all of a sudden, you snapped, “You’re the one who almost…who almost got me killed!”
He paused. Then leaned in, just slightly.
“You’re still breathing, aren’t you?”
“...Doesn’t seem like you would have cared if I wasn’t…”
Silence stretched between the two of you after you said it. All you could do was stand there for a moment, shivering, staring at him.
He stood like a carved shadow, all pale skin and ink-dark hair that tumbled past his shoulders in uneven strands, wild from his recent mission. Blood had dried in a sharp crescent along his cheekbone, and his collar was still half-undone, exposing the taut stretch of his collarbones and a single thin scar that cut down toward his heart — if he still had one.
There was always something ancient about him, out of place in a world like this.
But it was his eyes most of all, that anchored you.
Crimson. Sharp.
He breathed in slowly, finally, as if steadying himself. But his hand didn’t move from where it had slammed beside your head. If anything, his body shifted even closer — and your instincts screamed at you to move. To run.
“Do it, then,” he said.
You blinked. “What?”
“Leave.” His voice was low, venom-laced. “Push past me. Walk out that door. Try.”
Your lips parted, and you almost spoke. Then, you did try. You tried to move.
His hand clamped around your throat before you could, and you inhaled sharply, freezing up again. He’d barely wasted a millisecond, and now your pulse was hammering, vulnerable in his grip.
“You say I wouldn’t care if you died,” he murmured, eyes narrowing. “You think I don’t care?”
His thumb brushed along your jaw in a twistedly tender manner.
“You think I wouldn’t burn this ship to ash if it meant keeping you here?”
Your heart thundered. “Blade…”
“You don’t get it,” he said. “I’ve died before. I’ve been broken. Ripped apart. Again. And again. And I keep waking up.”
His hand at your throat slackened — not out of mercy, but so he could caress your skin more, slender digits drifting over your gullet. His pallid face leaned in close, dark strands tickling your cheek.
“But you,” he whispered, “you’re the first thing I’ve been so willing to come back for.”
Your stomach dropped. Confusion consumed you. It didn’t make sense…
“And now you want to leave?” His breath hitched. “You think you’ll be safer with Kafka? Or Silver Wolf? You think they care about you the way I do?”
A slight smile…
“I could make you stay, if you prefer,” he said, like it was a casual offer. “You know I could. I could break your legs. I could chain you to this wall.”
Your blood ran cold.
It didn’t make sense…
“Ah…” he sighed, almost wistfully, caressing your cheek, “...Maybe though…I can admit it. Wanting to see it…”
That hand returned to your neck,
“Wanting to see you get hurt.”
Just like that, it suddenly did.
“I’ll never let you die, [Y/N]. Not like me. But I like the thought of it. You being in terror and pain.” he didn’t let you go, only gripped harder, brushing his lips against yours in a manner so much more intimate than you’d expected from him,
“Though I suppose what I prefer…is that I be the one that gets to do it.”
His teeth sharply nipped your bottom lip, his tongue darted out to lap the little drop of blood.
Whimpering, you feebly clasped his wrist, and he leaned back to look at you again. Coldly, sadistically, yet with a strange sort of feeling he dubbed ‘love’.
“So try it, [Y/N].”
He smiled.
“...Piss me off.”
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hiii is this acc still activeee i got a reqqq :) sorry i js LOVE ur work but i dont wanna bug unless youre active lol
It is active as in the sense that I want to write but the words are not wording if that makes sense.
Feel free to request, it might give me some inspo to write again!
The public has requested fic recs for the hyper specific "dark mafia no kill rule reversal Jason comes back to the family angst but still there's love" trope, aka Jason Todd's platonic found family version of a dark romance, and so they shall receive: the five fics I've found on the matter, which I recommend especially if you enjoy protective batfam, angst and misunderstandings.
We happy few by sunsational96, it's really good writing if you're not afraid of stuff getting dark, unfortunately it has only two chapters yet but I hope it gets updated because it's so promising (only point I dislike is Jason being a cop but also given his family, I get it.) Tim is unhinged in it.
The Safe Inside series by Dalee, the first work of which is "The Sun will Rise", which is complete and a satisfying conclusion to the story in itself.
https://archiveofourown.org/works/25397782
Unrefusable Offer by Envisparkler, it's finished! Honestly I could have done with a third chapter because it's kinda angsty but it's really fun too, somebody give poor Jay a hug he's traumatized.
Choke by Chemically_Imbalanced, VERY similar to Unrefusable Offer (though idk which came first) so if you love reading different takes on the same idea and enjoyed one, I definitely recommend the other- also a real fun read, and it has the advantage of not being finished yet, so we might get more than just the two chapters, even if they're already fun on their own!
You liked Unrefusable Offer's take on dark!Dick and wish there was a short fic with his POV? Don't worry, here's sElkieNight60's extra add-on for that fic: Damned to Perdition. It's tasty, y'all.
How would the batfamily react if they found out that the singer/influencer reader was dating one of the villains?, imagine the reader has friends with benefits from the villains
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Batman is so scary, even bullets are afraid to hit him. That's why they aimed for his parents. (sorry)
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You heard that? That’s the collective sign of every Batfamily member sighing in disappointment and collective glare towards Bruce. Like father like child, of all genes to be inherit you inherited his taste (ಠ_ಠ). Getting entangled with a villain is not something new in the Batfamily because they are either related to one (Cassandra, Stephanie, Damian) or romantically involved with one (Bruce with Talia, Poison Ivy, Catwoman and sometimes Harley. Dick with Catwoman II. And Jason with… you know what let’s not talk about Talia and Jason. That one is weird on all levels).
If you’re romantically involved with someone who does not know Batman’s real identity then it’s not much of a problem. The family is just going to visit said enemy and scar them for the rest of their mortal life. It will be so bad they will just quit being a villain and leave Gotham all together. If you’re romantically involved with someone who knows Batman’s real identity, then it will be a chaotic event. Bruce is already fighting villains and now he’s fighting his blood pressure too.
Riddler would be so smug about it. He would rub it in every Batfamily member’s face and would constantly drop your name in fights like ‘How would they react if you hurt me?’ or ‘Oh they will be mad if I come back bruised!’. Riddler would be so insufferable like the madman he is. If you’re dating Harvey Dent, you’re technically dating two persons (in most media depictions, Harvey is the same age as Bruce so let’s go with that one). His incorruptible part is basically filling every space that Bruce neglected to fill. He’ll teach you about legals and laws, tell you stories about their days and he protects you from those who dare to come close. His corrupted part, Two face, is kind of mean. He will never miss the chance to remind you of the potential parental issues you have.
Headcanon that Harley will make it her mini mission to keep you away from Joker because let’s face it, Joker will not love you. He will only use you and break you like how he did to Harley.
Honestly, it doesn’t matter if the relationship you have is good or bad. To the family it’s a parasite that needs to be terminated immediately before it grows. You’re grounded. You’re not allowed to go out alone. If you don’t live in the estate anymore, you will just randomly find your apartment sold to someone else and you’ll be taken back to the estate. No metahumans in Gotham rule but Damian already has the permission from Bruce to have the Titans stay for a while as reinforcements. Even Jason is patrolling more and everyday now he will make a report to the estate.
During those days they were full on babying you to the point of infantilization. They’ll give you ‘the talk’ especially if you’re in a friends with benefits relationship with a villain and sometimes they’ll go so far into showing you every other person they had been with. They are not above poisoning the relationship too. They’ll show you expertly doctored photos showing their ‘infidelity’. Guilt trip you into reading old cases and gaslight you. You’re not in love with them, you were just manipulated into thinking that you are.
But of course, what is a Wayne if not stubborn? Month of being grounded and being in heavy watch and you’re done. You already have their shifts memorized down to who checks on you at night. After hours once you’re certain that everyone is now asleep or busy on their patrols (or finished checking your room), you start acting out the plan of running away. You passed each security detail without triggering them, passed every room without alerting anyone, and passed Titus without waking him up. However before you can even reached the doorknob, you heard Dick and Jason behind you:
“Looks like someone took lessons from Catwoman”
“You know we saw your lover today. We were going to let them go but I guess no one’s picking you up anymore”
The next time you wake up, you are greeted by the fresh warm breeze and the sound of water hitting the shore. As you descended down the stairs, news about a villain going missing was on the headlines along with the date on the screen saying ‘Thursday’. It has been three days since you got caught by Jason and Dick and Tim just entered the door carrying take outs from Mad Yak cafe. You’re in Happy Harbor, far away from Gotham and your lover is missing. Was the no kill rule violated? You can only pray it’s not.
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