Lowkey need a smau with the bat boys where reader is like '"sorry for not picking up the phone I was beating up the joker" followed by silly emojies the bat boys think they are joking until reader sends a picture of it
Whoopsie Daisy
featuring: Dick Grayson, Jason Todd, Tim Drake, Duke Thomas, Bruce Wayne
warning: fluff, violence mentioned (not described in detail tho), dramatic ahh bfs
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Tim Drake Head-Canons because I haven't thought about this man in a while.
Tim Drake being teased at the start by the Bat-Family that he's turned into a stalker. Which turns into worried interventions after they find out Tim was using any and all resources Batman has to keep an eye on you.
Tim Drake who doesn't explain that you actually don't mind his overprotective nature. Because... well, you live in GOTHAM for crying out loud. Having a vigilante boyfriend who can pick up your location in a second because you didn't answer right away is the best damn thing to happen to you.
Tim Drake who sends photos of you from high vantage points. And smirks, chuckling, as he watches you try to pin-point where the fuck he is by the photo. He finds you adorably amusing when you spin in circles until you spot his silhouette on the rooftops. You blow him a kiss and he pretends to catch it. Everytime.
Tim Drake who replies with "I know" whenever you inform him you get home safely.
Tim Drake who sends you your location and a "?". Especially if it's apart of the city you don't frequent. He'll sometimes turn up announced to join you for any errands you run. If you stop by a food place, expect an order and a little location pin to drop his order off to him while he's put on patrol.
Tim Drake who tries not to patrol your area more often - since anyone paying attention could easily assume something important to him is in the area. But he can never stay away. Especially when he can slip in and out of your window like a shadow. Unhindered by locks because your apartment is rigged with the best Wayne-Tech security. And he has the passcode for every entryway.
Tim Drake is, by all definition, a stalker. But you don't mind because if you asked, and if Batman wasn't such a security fiend, you'd have a tracker on Tim too.
Bruce Wayne, his adoptive son Dick Grayson, and Dick's weird Uncles, Harvey Dent and Oswald Cobblepot.
Bruce was already friends with Harvy, longterm friendship so unbreakable even Two Face struggles to get in the way of nostalgic coffee hangouts. They catch up on weekends and Harvey utterly adores Dick as a nephew, happily indulging him.
Harvey: Is that true, Dickie? Bruce snores in his sleep? Thats juicy gossip, kiddo.
Dick: Heheh yeah! He snores super loud!
Meanwhile, Bruce's 'partnership' with Oswald is rockier than a rock hopper penguin. Tense dinner meetings, smoke filled lounges that obscure their scowls, and teeny tiny Dickie asking about a million questions while Oswald begrudgingly watches the boys gymnastics routines during meetings.
Oswald: You already did the trick 6 times, kid...
Dick, out of breath: I gotta do it perfectly! Watch, watch! Again!
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Warning!! This is not proofread so there's probably a few issues man TvT
fanfic under the cut!
Who would have thought that having Selina Kyle, yes, the same woman who dressed in a latex suit with cat features, would actually be a pretty solid mother? Yes, the woman was a thief but that didn't make her parenting skills horrible automatically. Especially in moments like now.
Ever since you had gotten home from school Selina knew something was odd. Her precious bebé would never come straight from home and just collapse into bed with nothing but a muffled "Hi mom".
So what did Selina do? Well for starters she ordered your favorite food, nothing screamed comfort like laying in bed and eating some greasy fast food.
Once the food arrived she was quick to pay and tip the delivery man. Selina made her next move after she fed the cats. She wouldn't want them getting rowdy and all loud while she tried having a moment with her kid.
Selina knocked on your bedroom door twice before following up with a, "Mi gatito precioso, can I come in? I bring food." When she heard your muffled permission she cracked open the door walking in. The room was quiet except for the rustle of the bag as she placed down the food.
Selina sat down at the edge of your bed, the mattress dipping softly under her weight. "Entonces, do you want to talk about what happened at school today? You have been off all day, mi amor."
"It's nothing, mamá." Your voice cleared up as your head lifted from your pillow. The way your voice trembled and your eyes were wet told another story. One that said it wasn't just nothing. When you saw your mother's eyebrow raise you just shook your head. You did not want to have to tell your mother how people in school were torturing you. Did not want to be so... Pathetic in front of your mother.
"That's alright, you don't have to talk about it." Selina sighed as she rubbed the small of your back soothingly. Selina removed her hand once she noticed you sitting up, so she could provide you with no space. "Let's go eat on the couch and we can put on a movie. You can pick the movie." Selina nodded, if you did not want to talk she would not make you. But instead she would just be there for you. So you knew that you were not alone in all of this.
When you finally nodded and grabbed your bag of fast food your mother stood and led the way to the couch. She let you get settled on the couch with your food on the coffee table and sat beside you on the couch. Selina took a sip from her mug which had some tea in it. It was a mug you had made her years ago, something she cherished because it came from you.
Soon enough the movie was on and you had finished eating already. Your head soon resting in your mother's lap as you drifted off to sleep. Forgetting about any worries you might have had.
And Selina? She was just happy her bebé was asleep and safe. She could miss out on a robbery for this. You were her main priority, not some stupid jewelry.
