#batsisters

'Language' by AWarriorAtHeart1

Cassandra reached out and accepted the gift. It crinkled in her hand and it occurred to her that she’d seen this before. She’d seen many people holding similar objects. They would split the shiny skin open to reveal food. 

Awkwardly, she tried to grasp the skin as she’d seen before and pull, but it didn’t seem to work. The skin stretched under her hands, but did not split. 

Watching this, the small one hesitated before reaching out again. Cassandra returned the gift a little sadly. 

The small one gripped both sides of the skin and showed her their hands, holding them out towards her again. They pulled, and the skin split apart easily for them. They held the food out to her and Cassandra brightened, smiling softly as she grabbed the gift again. 

She ate it quickly, one eye remaining on the small one as they started to babble. Noise came out in a rush, twitching hands and tapping fingers belaying nervousness. 

When she was finished, they held out another. This time, Cassandra was able to open it by herself. She beamed at the small one, who smiled back.

When she finished eating the second gift, she watched as the small one turned towards her and pointed to themself. 

*This is a sequel to Egghead, a story about adopting a rottweiler who used to be involved in dogfighting, I highly recommend you read it before this :)*

a/n~ it’s a bit early, but i really loved the idea of a batfamily thanksgiving! i’m so thankful for you guys, your support means the world to me! happy early thanksgiving (and if you don’t celebrate it b/c youre from another country, happy early november 23rd!)  ❤ ❤ ❤

You set the pumpkin in the center of the table, then took a step back to examine whether it needed to be moved slightly to the left or right. Alfred stepped around you and put the bowl of mashed potatoes on the table, “Why, that’s very festive, Y/N.,” he nodded then turned to get the stuffing. You followed him back to the kitchen to help him set the table for Thanksgiving dinner. Jason and Dick were drinking apple cider around the island counter while Egghead wagged his tail by Jason’s leg.

The family has had Egghead for 6 months now, and it was one of the best decisions you’ve made to adopt him. Everyone in the household would set aside their differences as soon as Eggy would step into the room. He’s been mischievous, though. One night, when everyone in the house was out on night patrol or doing missions and Alfred was at the store, Egghead took a dump in the house, rolled around in it, and then proceeded to run throughout the halls, streaking crap along the walls and floors. It took 2 weeks for everyone to scrub the hallways down.

“Jay, will you bring out the green bean casserole? And Dick, can you get the pie and cobbler, please?” you asked as you picked up the dish of cranberry sauce. They set down their mugs and carried out the foods. As Jason was walking, Egghead squirmed between his legs. Just as Jason turned the corner, he tripped and dropped the casserole all over Damian, who was walking from the other direction.

“You imbecile!” Damian yelled at Jason. Egghead started to eat the casserole off of the floor as Jason was roaring with laughter. Damian stood there with his fists clenched as green beans fell off of his tailored tux. Bruce heard the yelling and stepped around the corner,  and inspected the scene. 

“Stop laughing! This is a serious dilemma! My tuxedo has been soiled!”

“I’m so-I’m-HAAAAA-I’m-HAHAHA-s-s-HAHAHAHAHA,” Jason was hunched over, clutching his abdomen as he snorted, “I can’t breathe!”

Bruce folded his arms and groaned, “Damian, go upstairs and change into something else. We’ll deal with this later. Jason, quit laughing and go sit down at the table. The dog will clean up this mess.”

Damian stomped up the flight of stairs, leaving a trail of green beans and gravy as Jason tried to hold back his laughter. Bruce headed back to the kitchen to get the turkey. Everyone sat around the table, and Damian joined a bit late. 

Bruce set the turkey onto the table, “Dinner is served.”

Everyone immediately started passing around the entrees as Bruce worked to cut the turkey quickly enough for the 14 people at the table. The dish of stuffing went around 3 times, and the cranberry sauce dish was sliding around the table, so everyone could get some. After everyone had said the prayer, they all dug into their foods.

“Selina, I’m so happy you could make it,” Bruce smiled as he took a bite of his turkey. Selina sprinkled salt onto her food and smiled back at him, “Wouldn’t miss it for the world.”

At the other end of the table, Tim kept throwing turkey under the table for Ace as Dick and Barbara played rock, paper, scissors over the last butter roll. Jason and you were arguing over whether frosting turned a muffin into a cupcake or not. Alfred was talking to Helena about his recipe for the cobbler. Damian, Steph, and Cass were all trying to come up with the most offensive jokes they could think to say to eachother.

The turkey sat at the end of the table, on the edge of the other entrees. Egghead knew he wanted it. His tail was wagging and his saliva was pooling on the floor. i neeeeed that turkey, the rottweiler must have thought. Finally, he jumped onto the table, fit the whole turkey inside of his mouth, and made a run for it. The whole family darted from their seats to take the turkey from the dog. Egghead ran through the manor with the turkey in his mouth as the family came at him from all directions. As the dog would go into one door, a family member would jump out the other. As everyone was chasing the rottweiler, Alfred had a plan. Tim and Barbara chased him to the door of the kitchen, where Alfred stood tall.

“Stop!” The dog stopped. “Sit!” Egghead sat. “Drop!” He dropped his turkey and gave the puppy eyes. Alfred scooped the turkey off of the floor and set it on a plate. Everyone rejoiced in the kitchen, laughing at the mishap. Jason ended up apologizing to Damian and they hugged it out. 

“We all need to get a family picture, the camera is set up in the parlor,” Bruce announced. 

The enormous family gathered around the sofa, the men standing behind it as the women sat on the cushions. Damian stood by the side, because he was too short. Alfred pushed the button and quickly shuffled to the opposite side of the sofa. 

“Everyone say, ‘Happy Thanksgiving!”

As soon as everyone said it in unison, Egghead popped his head into frame and the flash went off. What a photobomb.

Reader Imagine. You round up your bat sisters to hang out and the boys obviously cause trouble so the three of you decide to teach them a lesson. Jason x Reader. Dick x Barbara. Tim x Stephanie. Enjoy!!

“ Look out!” You screamed as you watched in horror as the bag of chips almost decapitated your friend. Barbara quickly jumped out of the way, then ran to help you alongside Steph as she saw you sprawled out on the floor, surrounded by smushed bags of junk food. “Oh my god what happened Y/N?!!” It all started when you had decided to round up your fellow bat sisters at the manor for old times sake. Unfortunately Cass had to cancel as the new development in her mission led her to Croatia, so it was just you, Steph, and Babs. You guys had been having the time of your life in your old bedroom, blasting throwback songs and rapidly depleting the manor’s food supply. Being the backbone of the family, you took upon the task of sprinting downstairs to gather some more nourishment, before sprinting back upto your besties. When you turned the corner towards your room, you could hear that Hips Don’t Lie was currently playing from the speakers so you made a mad dash to get there as quickly as possible which led to you slamming the door open in an aggressive rage, tripping, all the food in your arms going up in slow motion, and a bag of doritos almost smacking your redheaded friend in the face. The two of them hauled you up and then you picked up all the food. “Ha sorry about crushing our carby dreams, just had to show y’all my hips didn’t lie.” you grinned sheepishly. “All good sis” Steph replied pulling you guys into a bear hug- “besides me and Barb know you’ve got the most truthful hips of all”. Snicker. “Your girlfriends are nutcases.” Smack “Shut up Damian, they can hear us.”

“ Um what was that.” you asked raising up your eyebrow. “Seems to me we’ve got some lurkers outside.” Barbara smirked, raising her voice so the idiots could hear. “See Damian, look what you did.” the unmistakable voice of Tim could be heard. “Oh zip it Drake” Damian snapped back. More muffled arguing. “That’s it.” you exclaimed, marching over to the door and swinging it open- Babs and Steph right behind you. “ What do you guys think your doing?” you inquired, hands on your hips, and putting on a death glare to scare them.  The shook faces of Jason, Dick, Tim, and Damian looked back at you. “ Oh hey Y/N what do you mean?, we were just walking by.” Dick nervously chuckled. Oh my god. That boy is the worst liar on the face of the planet. “Dick how dumb do you think we are?” Barbara struck back. Dick immediately got all flustered-“ Oh what no, no sorry Babs, guys, I didn’- I don’t think your dumb. Sorry babe.” he said, his eyes pleading to Babs, hoping his girlfriend wouldn’t get mad at him. The boys were looking really uncomfortable right now and it took so much for the three of you to not burst out in laughter. You looked to your boyfriend, Jason, who hadn’t said anything yet. “So Jay, wanna volunteer another half-ass excuse as to why you and the other boy blunders were cutting in on our girl time?” Jason realized there was no way he was gonna get out of this one, so he tried to play it cool, putting on his signature smirk. “ Y/N sorry bout that.. it’s all Damian’s fault.” “SERIOUSLY?!?!” Dami yelled back. “Ok enough!” Stephanie broke in. “Do you people see this sign??!- your blonde haired friend gestured to the piece of paper on the door. NO BOYS ALLOWED( TRESPASSERS AND LURKERS WILL BE THROWN OFF OF WAYNE TOWER) “ So do ya see it, do ya Tim?!” she glared at the teen boy. “Yeah Steph- Tim mumbled meekly, blushing madly. “Seriously guys come on.” Babs scolded then looked at Dick “Don’t expect any fun time for the next two weeks.” “But babe..!” Dick whined. “Shut it Grayson.” “Same goes for you Red.” you told Jason. “Aw come on doll, lets not get too serious.” your boyfriend tried to win you over. You just glared at him. “Now it’s three weeks.” “Ha” Damian smirked, clearly enjoying himself, watching his older brothers suffer. Stephanie continued “And Tim- OH MY GOD I LOVE THIS SONG!!” You tuned in to the music that was still blasting and realized what song it was. “Guys OMG Guys!! It’s our song. Yaassss!!” you shrieked looking excitedly at the two girls. “Guys do we still remember our parts?” Barbara quickly asked. “Yes!!” you and Steph screamed in unison. The boys were just glancing at each other like what the hell is going on. Babs spoke” Ok guys. 1,2,3!”

“La la la la la la” the three of you sang skipping around each other. “Why I’m always hit on by the boys I never like? I can always see em coming from the left and from the right.” you sang. “ I don’t wanna be a priss I’m just tryna be polite but it always seems to bite me in the..” Babs continued. “Ask me for my number yeah you put me on the spot. You think that we should hook up but I think that we should not.” Steph sang twirling around you. You broke away from the two of them and walked a bit in front looking at Jason, and sang “You had me at hello, then you opened up your mouth.” “And that is when it started going south!” the three of you harmonized. Jason just stood there with his mouth open and Tim and Damian were laughing at him. All of you started the chorus. “ Get your hands off my hips before I punch you in the lips. Stop your staring at my HEY! Take a hint.” “Take a hint!” you vocalized. Now it was Barbara’s turn to look at Dick while singing “No you can’t buy me a drink.” Dick stood there uncomfortable af and at this point, all of the batboys were too shook to mock him. “Let me tell you what I think” Steph got closer to Tim. “I think you could use a mint” “Take a hint! Take a hint!” Tim went beet red and breathed in his hand. Your turn again. “I guess you still don’t get it so let’s take it from the top.” “You asked me what my sign is and I told you it was stop.” Stephanie cut in. “ And if I had a dime for every name that you just dropped.” Barbara sang. “ YOU’D BE HERE AND I’D BE ON A YACHT! OH!” you guys sang jumping on the couch. “Get your hands of my hips fore I punch you in the lips” you burst out pointing at Jay. “ Stop your starin at my hey! Take a hint! Take a hint!” Babs glared at Dick. “ No you can’t buy me a drink, lemme tell you what I think!”   “ I think you could use a mint take a hint. Take a hint!” all of you sang at the boys. The three of you spun around each other. “Take a hint! Take a hint! You sauntered over to Jason- “What about no don’t you get?”, bopping his nose. Babs went over to her Dick, tracing her finger around his chest. “So go and tell your friends.” Stephanie leaned in towards Tim then playfully shoved him back. “I’m not really interested.” You led the girls and marched away from you boyfriends before spinning around to face them. “It’s about time that your leaving.” you sang pointing to the door. “ I’m gonna count to three and” Stephanie sassed. “Open my eyes and you’ll be gooneee.” Babs joined in. With you in the middle, the three of you skipped over to the coffee table and you jumped on it. “One.” Stephanie warned. “Get your hands off my hips!” you sang stepping closer to the boys on the table. “Two.” Barbara followed. “Or I’ll punch you in the!” you went on. “Three!” Steph yelled. “Stop your staring at my hey! Take a hint! Take a hint!” you finished, twirling once before leaping of the table to join your friends. The three of you skipped around the room, holding hands, dancing, and twirling around the boys as you went through the last chorus together, belting out the words. “ I am not your missing link! Let me tell you what I think!I think you could use a mint, take a hint! Take a hint! WOOAAAHHHH! Get your hands off my hips, fore I punch you in the lips! Stop your staring at my HEY! Take a hint!” Y’all sauntered to the boys, pushing them towards the door while finishing. “La la la la la Take a hint! La la la la la!”- you slamming the door in their faces and locking it on the last note. “Yeah!” Steph yelled, high fiving the both of you. “Omg did you see their faces?!” Babs gushed. “ I swear Tim was about to faint and Dick and Jason are probably thinking we’re gonna break up with them.” you laughed. “Ha! Guys are so gullible. We totally owned them!” “Yeah fuck the patriarchy!” Steph exclaimed. “Guys we totally need to play Cellblock Tango now!!” you shrieked. “It was a murder but not a crime!” Barbara screamed.

All in all, the rest of the day was amazing. The three of you had a great time and you were so happy you got the chance to hang out with your sisters again. Of course establishing the fact that girls are vastly superior and showing your boyfriends’ who’s boss was yet another fun achievement to add to the day. As for the boys, the rest of the day went slightly different. After they had gotten kicked out of the room, Damian made an ill-timed joke about Jason which resulting in the vigilante throwing him over the staircase. Don’t worry, the little brat’s fine.( Jason’s words.) Dick raced up to his room, freaking out, and made a list of all the times he might’ve pissed off Barbara, making sure that she wouldn’t have a reason to break up with him. Just to be safe, he also ran to buy her flowers. Jason got a whole lecture from Bruce about how throwing your siblings over staircases is not the way to go when you need to vent. After that, Jason also started freaking out about Y/N. His way of an apology was to let you paint one of his helmets pink and that he’d have to wear it for a week of patrol. Tim probably took it the worst. That poor boy wrote Stephanie a letter telling her she was the best girlfriend ever and that he is sorry for leaving the toilet seat up that one time (The only thing Tim ever did wrong in their relationship, cuz lets be honest that boy’s a pure angel.) He even bought her a new waffle maker.

I want torecignize that there abillity to communicat did not develope over night

'genie (feral child)' by goatsghost

Author: @goatsghost

“What,” she said again, just as flatly.

“I get it, if you’re tired,” he said, in a light voice, like he was talking down to a child. Cass didn’t appreciate his holier-than-thou tone. It didn’t sound right on him, not to her. “I’m tired all the time.”

She took a firm stance, squared her shoulders and shifted her boots in the rooftop gravel. “I am not.”

“Look, if you’re gonna make bad calls, you should just stay home, okay?” he said, like she should know what he’s talking about. “Because that back there? That’s going to get someone killed.”