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Author’s Note: Hello all. Sorry for not posting in a while, I was feeling  very uninspired by the route I was going, although I do like to incorporate real life heavily into my work, I originally fell in love with how DC didn’t feel like the real world. I enjoyed the heroes, the mystery, the drama and the overall fantasy of what the universe held. During quarantine I’ve created this story and I’m so in love with it. I hope you all give this multi part story a chance and fall in love with it like I have. I think right now what we all need is something that brings more to us than just an imagine or headcanon. I want to give you guys a story you can get interested in, start theorizing on, and start picking sides and rooting for. 

Pairing: Bruce Wayne x reader

Warnings: NSFW, blood, violence, cursing, angst (For the overall story)

Part Two: fight or flight

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The leaguers stood around the medical table looking down to the woman below, wires and sensors were stuck all over her body monitoring her vitals. Which were beeping steadily. 

“Doctor Stone wasn’t lying when he said she healed quickly.”  Flash said looking at her uninjured skin. Falling from the sky and bleeding out a couple hours ago, she seemed relatively unharmed now. 

Batman nodded as he stood over the metal fragments Doctor Stone had removed from her injuries. Carefully he took a few of the fragments and stored them away safely for further research. “You know, I don’t think your supposed to take that.” Batman huffed turning to face the source of the voice.

“You of all people should be aware that I take precautions.” His gruff voice said as he turned to walk next to the woman’s bed. She was undeniably beautiful, the way her hair cascaded down framing her face, her softly defined features. She was breath taking. But her beauty did not make Batman any less suspicious of her. “She was attacked, we don’t know why, or by who. If she herself is not a threat then whatever or whoever attacked her is. We need to be prepared.” He said reminding the group not to drop their guard. 

“So what do we do with her?” Diana asked looking at Batman with confusion written all over her face. She watched as he sighed, not taking his eyes off the mystery woman, studying her and trying to put the pieces together in his head despite knowing he didn’t have all the pieces yet. 

 “We find out why or how she got here and th-” Clark stood next to Bruce looking at him with disapproval.

“This girl was attacked and fell from the sky, I don’t think the first reaction she should get when she’s awake is an interrogation.” His tone was harsher as he raised his voice defending his ideologies that conflicted yet again with that of his darker peer. Superman’s head turned quickly as he heard the girls heart beating quicker, the pit in his stomach coming back now. The heart monitors finally beeping as they detected the rapid change in her heart beat.

 Your head was pounding, your body was aching, but overall your mind was racing. Your mind was falling apart, you were searching for information of any kind but you couldn’t find any. You were confused as you searched your mind, finding nothing but a void of nothingness. Voices began intruding your emptiness, a voice that scared you, a powerful voice, a harsh voice. Your adrenaline started rushing as you felt a familiar sense of fear flooding your body, almost like second nature. 

Your eyes snapped open as an over whelming sense of panic came over you. You looked up first locking eyes with a black figure, he stands tall over you but his presence doesn’t feel scary to you, it almost felt familiar and comfortable, his eyes scanning over your visibly shaken frame. He goes to talk to you, but the man next to him nudges his way in front of him. He stood over you strongly, staring at you intensely almost knowing your mind is running rapid through your head. He stands defensively in front of his friend, putting you further on edge.

You looked around the room feeling panic come over you as you looked around the room at more strangers standing defensively. The woman at the foot of your bed had he knees bent and her hand upon a blade ready to grab it any second, with her free hand held out gently in front of her almost telling you to calm down. The man dressed in red in the corner was in a ready position, looking as if he was ready to anticipate what you were doing. But then your eyes trailed back to the man dressed in the dark black color, he was the calmest, just observing you silently, reading your body language. He tried to step forward  But the man in the blue put a hand in front of him shoving him backwards and away from you. 

“No Batman.” He said strictly as his eyes locked on you. Your nerves begin to race as you recognize the voice that  frightened you earlier. You weren’t sure what was happening and your memory before this is foggy. You felt helpless and scared, your fists began to ball in defense and you could feel the sweat dripping down your forehead as your eyes bolting around the room looking for any way out, your eyes fall on a door across the room. “Don’t think about it.” The man in the blue warned but you ignored him, getting to your feet and racing towards the door at lightning speed. Only to be stopped by the man in blue. 

Clark reacted quickly, you were fast, but he was faster. He grabbed you by your arm, immobilizing you and keeping you held in place. “It doesn’t have to be like this.” He stated calmly, trying to calm your heartbeat which is only beating quicker now. “We only want to help.” he spoke trying the clam you but his words fell on ears deafened by panic and confusion. Clark knew he couldn’t hope for the best at this point, the pit in his stomach grew quickly knowing he has no idea what he is up against

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Batmom: I am

Bruce: Let go of Damian first.

Damian: *hisses*

…I don’t know what ups with me and long ass title lately.  Inspired by an anon’ asking me how many times Alfred accidentally walked in on Bruce and Batmom making love…Yeah, just another silly thing really, I seem to write a lot about Bruce and Batmom’s “love problem” haha (breaking furnitures, being walked on in, blahblahblah). Anyway, hope you’ll like it : 

IMPORTANT WARNING : THIS IS EROTICA ! THIS IS NOT FOR YOU IF YOU ARE UNDERAGED, I GODDAMN MEAN IT. Like there’s cute and sweet feelings in the mix, but also…smut, so if you’re not 18 or more, or if you’re not comfortable with that sort of things etc etc, this story ain’t for you. I have tons of other very SFW story, for averyone to read, and if you wanna check those out instead, it’s right here, on My masterlist blog : @ella-ravenwood-archives.

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It’s funny, how sometimes, when someone is drunk, they ask very personal questions to people, that they would never ask when sober. 

As if their hazy mind thinks it’s perfectly acceptable, not inappropriate, to talk freely and honestly about everything. As if drunk them forgets all social boundaries and just jump right into it. 

Well…it’s not like that for everyone of course. Like you. 

You’ve always been able to hold your liquor. You don’t do too silly things, you don’t get into people’s faces, you don’t hurt yourself by accident (well, that’s not really true, you’re clumsy by nature), you don’t act too drunk out of your mind…you’re pretty responsible really. 

Once you start to feel happily tipsy, you stop drinking. And you have a great night, without the awful hangover the next day, that you surely would have had if you abused alcohol ! It has never really been your thing anyway, to drink yourself stupid. 

Not that it never happened, oh no, you recall a few times when you were younger when you spend the rest of your night out throwing up in your toilets…but it really wasn’t your thing. And nowadays ? It would just never happen. 

Your friend Dinah though ? Oh she was that kind of drunk person who would suddenly ask you random personal questions. She was quite like you, in a way that she would very rarely drink…Only when you’d stop after a few beers, feeling the fogginess of being drunk come over you, she wouldn’t. 

And tonight, for “girls night out”, she definitely took too many shots. Too quickly as well. Alcohol suddenly hit her like a tsunami and in a matter of seconds she blabbers about things and can’t stand straight. 

You, Diana, Zatanna and Shayerah roll your eyes, bracing yourselves for the very personal question that is about to come, as you can see Dinah thinking a bit, her head on her hand, elbows on the bar. 

You gesture to the bartender to not give her more alcohol, and you know she’s past her drinking point when she doesn’t resist much…Only, you also know that she’s about to target your or one of your friends for her usual personal questions. 

The last few girls night out you had (you try to get together at least every two months, away from work and your regular…Superheroins activities), she asked Diana if she ever banged Superman, and Zatanna if she ever used her magic wands for…other things than magic. Hell, last time you all got out she got so drunk she asked herself how Oliver was in bed (apparently, pretty good aim) !

And as you could see she was thinking, you tried to avoid her gaze…because it was a sure way for her to target you. Only tonight, you could feel her stare at you, burning holes into you, and it was against your own advice that you turned your head towards her, not even realizing you were doing it. 

Too late. Her eyes locked on yours. And as you hear the rest of your friends sighing, you know you’re in for a trip…

-Say, (Y/N)…

She starts, looking at you intently. Once she’s sure she has your (unwilling) attention, she continues : 

-You guys at Wayne Manor…You have a butler right ? Alfred ? I think I met him a few times…

Oh ? Oh. That’s not too bad is it ? It’s not one of her overly embarrassing personal questions for once ! You nod and smile before saying, with a voice that isn’t totally yours because you’re also rather drunk : 

-Yes. Yes we do. Alfred indeed, and you definitely met him a few times, while coming over for dinner or to see us. 

-And he’s always around ? 

-Almost always yes. We do give him times off, and he’s really more like family than our “butler”…But yeah, he doesn’t really like to be away from us. He says without him, the Manor will fall in ruin…he’s not too wrong really…The kids would burn the place down…I have no idea why I’m saying all this, I think I’m a little bit drunk. Yes. Alfie is always around ! He’s great. 

Yes. You’re definitely a bit drunk…Dinah smiles at you, and you smile back. Ah ! You’re safe aren’t you ? She’s not going to…but…oh you jinxed yourself didn’t you ? Yes. Yes, given the way she smiles more and more by the second, and clearly holds herself from giggling, she’s definitely about to ask you one of her trademark drunk questions. 

-So, if he’s always around…how many times has Alfred accidentally walked in on you and Bruce making love ?

You freeze, and glare at Diana after she says “ooops, there it is”. The amazon holds your glare and…oh you’re too drunk to be able to give her a proper one. You’re also too drunk to ignore Dinah’s questions, and she knows it (really, that’s why she always ask all of that while it’s girls night out. You guys might not be drunk enough to ask embarrassingly personal question, but you can never stop from answering them, too drunk to think better !). 

You’re a pretty responsible woman, even when drunk. But…It would be very rude not to answer your friend, and you hate rude people. And so you start telling the story…The story of the many times Alfred walked in on you and Bruce having sex, and that one time your children wished they were blind. 

A/N: not sure if I’ve posted this here, uhh-

Warning(s): foul languages.

Batmom (Reader) is hot, gorgeous, too kind for her own good and oblivious. The boys don’t like the way people stare at her.

Synopsis : No one in the Justice League would’ve ever guessed that the stoic Batman had kids nor that he was…married ?! 

Just a lighthearted shorter fic (I know, must be surprising, haven’t posted one of those in ages hahaha) because I need it. Slowly getting back into a regular writing funk. And ya know I’m here to write the League interact with Batmom and co haha. Hope you’ll like it : 

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The Big Bad Bat that never smiles.

That’s the picture Barry had in his head when thinking of him…

It had been a few months now, since this “Justice League” had become an actual thing. And Flash was still not sure if it was reality or just a fever dream.

Of course, before they truly decided to gather all together to protect this Earth, Barry knew about his “colleagues”. Duh. Who, in America, never heard about the mighty Superman ? The Goddess of Truth Wonder Woman ? The fearless, and fear inducing Batman ? 

And here he was, amongst those legends. Was it making him a legend too, to have been selected to be one of the founder of this “little” team ? 

Barry just couldn’t admit that. What he could admit, though, was that it felt very nice to be part of something like this initiative ! 

It also felt nice that he wasn’t alone anymore. He had the support of people who were like him. “Different”, and with a purpose to make the world a better and safer place ! 

Well, up until now Barry was mainly focusing on Central City, but hey, some of his colleagues only had one city too ! 

And now, they took it further, leveled up in the protective business, and became, Barry would like to say, kind of like a family ! 

Ok, maybe not just yet, but at least they were all good friends. 

Well, “all”. Not quite. 

There was one who still refused to partake in their gaming nights for example, or in any discussions that weren’t work related. There was one whom Barry never saw smile, not even a little twitch at the corner of his mouth ! One who, it seemed, had no intention to bond with his new partners. 

Yes. Batman kept himself guarded from everyone else, which was odd to Barry because he heard that the bat sort of was the one who had the idea for this little world saving team. 

Flash just couldn’t figure out what was the deal with that man ! And Batman wasn’t letting him come close at all. Not reacting to his jokes or anything. While they were hilarious ! The only time Batman seemed to care about what Barry had to say, was when he was starting to speak forensics.

There was one person though, who seemed closer to the bat than all the others. Well, actually make that two. Two persons. 

Superman, and Wonder Woman. 

Almost as if they knew who Batman really was. Maybe they did ? After all, they’re really the one that started this little hero club. 

And so one day, Flash, sitting in the common room of their brand new space headquarters, was staring at Batman (who was making himself a cup of coffee) and without giving much context, he turned to Clark and Diana (who were…arm wrestling ?) and asked :

“Have you ever seen him, ya know, smile ?”

Just a short little DRABBLE (am I doing this right ?) I kept thinking about :). Written in half an hour, during my lunch break, because why not, right ? I hope you’ll like it : 

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It was rare, to see the Batman flustered. 

In fact, Clark was pretty sure he could count on his fingers how many time he saw Bruce GENUINELY flustered. Not while at a gala, faking it all and acting modest and embarrassed. 

No no no, actually blushing and not knowing what to say. Slurring his words and feeling almost panicked. Totally and utterly…flustered.

Each times Superman saw it happened, it was because of you, of course. 

You knew exactly what to say to make Bruce’s cheeks go red, and to leave his brain blank. It would never last, unfortunately. He’d always regain composure fast, but still. It was nonetheless very entertaining to witness. 

Especially since before Clark met you, he only knew your husband as either the extremely stoic and serious Batman, or smug and arrogant Bruce Wayne. 

What a nice surprise, to discover he was actually a normal human being, who’d sometimes get very nervous and agitated around the woman he loves, no matter how long they’ve been together. Simply because she knew which buttons to push, and would always gladly do so. 

Oh yes. It was one of your little guilty pleasure, to embarrass your husband in front of his (true) friends. You also had the bad habit to embarrass your children whenever you thought the opportunity was right. But hey, they gave you enough troubles that you felt you had the right to tease them a bit sometimes.

However, actually seeing Bruce in that state still happened rarely. And it never NEVER took place when up in the Watchtower. 

The rare times Clark saw Bruce Wayne lose all his countenance and blush, was in the intimacy of his own house. Or when your family would visit his, in Metropolis. Long story short, whenever you’d all be out of your superheroes’ costumes.  

It seemed like Bruce always somehow made sure you weren’t around when the Watchtower was full. He knew you well, and knew how it was very tempting for you to tease the hell out of him in front of everyone, and hereby, making him blush ! Though with his mask it was less obvious…He had a reputation to maintain ! 

And people like Green Lantern or Aquaman would NEVER let him leave that down if they ever saw him getting flustered because of whatever you said ! They’d surely make bad impressions of you and annoy him every chance they got. 

For this reason, Bruce always expertly managed to be up the watchtower while you weren’t, and vice versa. Then again, you’d go up there almost only during emergencies anyway or to pick up one of your kids (so not staying long), so it wasn’t very hard to “avoid you” when surrounded by all your “superfriends”. 

And since it was always emergencies, you wouldn’t even think about teasing your husband. Bruce always thought things through, and he was most definitely NEVER going to let you have the best of him in front of such an audience. 

But hey, even your detective of a husband made mistakes sometimes, and didn’t plan that some things would happen. 

Like, for example, his youngest son, Thomas, asking something like : “How do you make babies ?” in front of everyone. 

Batmom x Batfamily!

A/N: Please ignore the first half of this fic. I hate it, I hate it, I hate it, but I can’t bring myself to change it. So enjoy! -Thorne <3

She felt the sun shine through the window, and she groaned lowly. Her arm rose and softly pat around the bed until it encountered him. She rolled over and pressed her backside into his side. His body shifted as he caged around her, one arm under her head, the other around her waist, pulling her up against him. His chin settled on top of her head and she felt his breathing continue evenly, as it had been. After a few moments, she realized she wasn’t going back to sleep and opened her eyes, staring around their bedroom. Their gala outfits lie strewn out over the floor, and the memories of the events that occurred after the bedroom door closed made her body flush. Her eyes moved to the window and she could see the sun in the sky, meaning that it was around eight or nine. She sighed deeply and the arm around her waist tightened; she felt his head move and then his lips brushed the nape of her neck. He spoke lowly, voice still laced with sleep. “Sleep well, Mrs. Wayne?” (Y/N) giggled and shifted her neck.

           “That tickles, Mr. Wayne.” She could feel him grin against her skin and after leaving a few lingering kisses, his head moved again, and he buried his face in her hair, inhaling. (Y/N) ran her fingers up the arm around her waist. “You feel alright?” He hummed.

           “It’s been a while since we slept in like we have.” She grinned.

           “Are you saying you want to start sleeping in more?” He chuckled, and she felt it reverberate through her back.

           “I’d like too. But our sons would have other plans.” (Y/N) snorted and nodded.

Bruce Wayne X Single Mother!Reader

Part One || Part Two

A/N: Some people wanted a part two, and I’d originally planned for this to have a part two to begin with, so here it is! (LMAO it’s another long one!) - Nemo

Summary: After the gala you were at with your adopted son was crashed by the Joker and his clan, you were taken in among the hostages. After everything is settled, none other than Bruce Wayne decides to take you under his wing for the night.

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Harley Quinn was smiling at you, with the Joker looming behind her on the venues stage, her words took a few moments to process. 

“I found one!” she’d said, and in a moment you were worried she’d take Maven away from you. But in your confused processing daze, she grabbed your arm, pulling you with her towards the stage to be placed with the others that had been collected. 

Maven screamed out your name, but before you could tell him to stop, to not run after you, a woman nearby gathered him into her arms. You saw a set of twins cowering behind her now crouched form; she was a mother too, and must’ve known you wouldn’t want him following you.

You decided, if you lived, you’d thank her, and you’d become very good friends. 

As you finally reached the stage, the others were all being tied up, arms behind their backs and all that. Typical hostage situation. Casting a glance behind you, you suddenly had a horrible feeling that the pool of water behind you was no longer just for show.

1) We don’t want to talk to you.

2) We don’t want to pause our music to talk to you.

3) We don’t even talk to each other on the phone — why would we want to talk to you?

But the biggest reason is A TRAIL. If I e-mail you back, you can see what was said in the future. You can’t tell me I forgot to tell you something because it’s right there. You can’t tell me I “never reached out” because we can both SEE it. I don’t have to trust your recollection.

And, in a group inbox, you can see who has been responded to. I got forwarded a voicemail from my supervisor (through e-mail! imagine that!) asking me to call some lady back for clarification. So I did, against my will of course…and she said somebody had called her yesterday.

Who? When? What did y’all talk about? Is follow-up necessary?

Phone calls back and forth only work in a workflow where the standard procedure is to *log* phone calls in a shared system with a brief summary of what was discussed. Otherwise, y’all need to let us e-mail. It’s not just about a generation gap. It’s also about efficiency.

Thanks for coming to my TED Talk. Any feedback can be proffered via e-mail.

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Clear Succulent Plant

Rose Succulents

Bunny Succulents

Some of the fantastically strange plants like the mermaid tail or the opal-like clear succulents look like they’re from another planet and something that aliens keep on their alien desks in their alien offices.

If you want to get one of these peculiar succulents for yourself or for your loved ones as a gift, the mermaid one is called a crested Senecio Vitalis while the clear one is the Haworthia Cooperi plant.

Haworthia succulents are popular because of their “leaf windows” which let in a lot of light for the plant. The “windows” also minimize water loss from evaporation because the rest of the plant is buried underground. Haworthia plants also have accordion-like roots that pull them deeper into the ground so that they can thrive.

Unusual Succulent

Trachyandra

Albuca

Haworthia plants are easy to take care of and are great succulents for beginners: just pop them on the windowsill and they’ll be happy. Especially if you plop it into some gritty soil.

In general, succulents need plenty of light and you need to rotate them occasionally so all parts of it can enjoy the sun and to help it grow straight.

Overwatering is a big no-no, so check the soil regularly: if it’s dry, get your watering can ready. Also, keep in mind that succulents need more water during Spring and Summer and barely need any in Fall and Winter when they’re ‘resting.’ Finally, wipe the dust off your succulents to help them grow and become your picture-perfect plant-pals.

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Kalanchoe

Stapelia

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Pageae

Orbea Variegata (Starfish Plant)

Crassula Umbella

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