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Inspired off of @halluvic Batfam Blurb about a nonchalantly neglected reader idea. Which I think is so much fun for such an angst-filled fandom! High-key my go to thought everytime a neglected fic is missing the revenge.
It’s so poetically perfect that the vigilante family that tends to forget you exist is oblivious to just how many adventures you have. Adventures that are more than the stiff and occasional reports from Alfred about your acrobatics to reach a cookie drawer. No, your adventures are borderline Constantine levels of wackiness and severity.
Think interdimensional bad-actors and fighting your own alternate versions! Before you’re even scraping double digits, you’ve saved the multiverse more than once. Your notoriety for nothing other than the first name you identify yourself with, being sung in tales of great legends. All for you to be tucked happily in bed by nightfall.
Bruce and the others are none the wiser. Thinking that when they occasionally see you and pat your little head, that you’re oblivious to their alternate identities and are living the normal life they’ve ordained to be proper for you. That’s exactly what they do when they have Alfred fetch you before they go on another business seminar ie, a Justice League level threat well beyond the Earth’s solar system. They barely give a thought to Damian, who’s just a few years your senior, is going but you—like the perfect little cutout they seem to think you are—don’t complain a single bit while they drive away. How perfect of you!
It isn’t until they’re well beyond the realm of anticipated villains, something far darker than just Darkseid attempting to destroy Earth again, but something that brings a threat to all of reality. The creature that’s summoned renders the Justice League to nothing but twigs as it bulldozes through Darkseid and his forces and the strongest among their ranks. With a single snap of it’s claws, it very well might destroy the Earth, and for once, even Batman is at a loss.
“WITH THIS I END YOUR–Oh wait, hold on! Hold the phone! Drop it and break it into a million pieces. Is this THE BATMAN?”
The gargantuan threat shrinks down and cartoonishly holds up Batman and the Robins, all the destruction coming to a stop as they coo at the entire Batfamily. Superman, Wonder-woman, and all in attendance can’t help but weakly watch as their greatest foe simply diverts into some reality-warping fangirl.
“OMG, so you guys must be the family to THE GREAT (Y/N)!? What an honor!”
They proceed to conjure various (Y/n) merchandise that they ask the family to sign, all for Batman to use their autographs as a bargaining chip to not tear this dimension and their planet to shreds.
“Oh yeah! Well of course, I won’t do that with (Y/n) here! Mad respect for that homie of mine! Anyway, tell them I said hi and I’m still healing from our time back in Earth #3495830485. Haha, good times.”
Balance is restored instantly, and the whole time home everyone is nursing their life-threatening wounds as they ponder. Specifically on WHO THE HECK IN GOTHAM CITY IS (Y/N)?! Because clearly, the people who claim to be your family genuinely don’t know you at all. And as much as usual scowl behind his cowl fools the JL about how much Bruce knows about his own kid, he’s forced to reconcile that he knows next to nothing. Alfred’s reports, as much as they’ve dwindled over the past year, just aren’t accurate enough to miss this huge part of your character.
“Welcome back, Master Bruce. I trust your trip went swell?”
“Where’s (Y/n)?”
“In their room, but they’re currently napping. Why the sudden interest?”
“....”
“(Y/n) somehow saved us from an Eldritch goddess of reality, just by mere mention of their name. We have a lot to talk about.”
“...I see, Master Damien. I’ll be bringing up some cookies for this conversation.”
Before they even speak to you, they’re already scanning you and holding you every which way to see some visible sign that you might be this intergalactic force that completely slipped past their radar.
“Talk! What have you been hiding!?”
“I…haven’t really been hiding anything.”
“Look (Y/n), this is a safe space we’re listening now.”
“...I’m literally not hiding anything.”
“Yeah, Kid, and I’m Lady Liberty. Spill.”
“Uh, pretty sure you died before, how bout you spill.”
“(Y/n), will you please tell me about yourself for real this time.”
“..hmm okay.”
It’s Bruce who really comes to terms with how much he’s missed, even before you tell him about that particular experience with that Eldritch entity. He sees the way you can’t look into his eyes for more than 5 seconds. Or how all your stuffed animals are near your bed like you cuddle up to them at night. Or the small, untouched spider web hanging near your bedpost.
It almost feels like when he lost Jason.
He failed. He has failed you. Having no choice but to come to terms when he hears you explain the intricacies of the multiverse and how you’ve gotten the majority of them to leave your world alone. His heart-stone-cold and walled up, melting when you talk about how the other universe’s batfamilies immediately embraced you. Doppelgangers who, by rules of the multiverse, should want to kill you, loving you in a way you’ve never been loved. Interdimensional entities coming to visit, teaching you the different parts of growing up that you had no one to talk to you about.
“I will be better for you, (Y/n). I promise.”
“Uh okay…Can you shut the door when you leave?”
“....yes.”
“Thanks.”
The reward that other Yandere Batfamilies receive with a reconciliation is the emotional prize. You’re in tears, your angry-blow-up, and the cold verbal smackdown that you deliver tells them that you’re broken and you desperately need them. Or you’re clearly so hurt that they have no choice but to forcefully soothe you’re aching feelings. But without the emotional getback, it leaves them reaching out constantly to soothe their own mounting guilt.
“Uhm (Y/n) do you maybe want to go for ice-cream with your big brother? I’ve got some extra time and I–’
“No thanks, I’m hanging out with DP today.”
“But it’s been so long–”
“Nope. Bye.”
—----
“Hey, Oracle and I are leading patrol. Today's an easy day so just this once we don’t mind bringing you with us—”
“Don’t wanna.”
“Uhhh, why not? Didn’t we say we were going to get to know each other?”
“You did. I didn’t, it’s cool I know enough.”
“Even about our cool hero lives?”
“Especially about your mid hero lives.”
__________
“Birth sibling! You will join me in this movie marathon! In order for success within the school I must be up to date on the Terminator movies.”
“I’ll save you the time. The past is always in danger all the time, and if you are Sarah Conner, change your name.”
“I think you forgot that Ra’s Al Ghul doesn’t allow failure. And this will double as time to get to know one another so you’ll be coming with me!”
“I think you forgot who has access to portals to leave whenever they want. So no.”
Needless to say, the family has their work cut out for them. Especially since you’re so much more than just a little kid. Your little kid with the world at their fingertips. Not to mention the other league members who feel like they should be aware of the powerful force their adversaries keep raving about.
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No smut this time, avoidant reader, reader vapes ALOTTTT, in denial stalker sukuna, yearning sukuna, reader hates everyone and wants to be done with college, rich reader, miscommunication, jealous sukuna, mentions of judging someone’s sex life, cussing, nonchalant reader
Sukuna had noticed you at the library, the first time he went to the library. It was freshmen year and he didn’t approach you, but he really wishes he did.
Now it’s junior year and the whole campus knows him as a frat boy, who sleeps around. While you’re just there and shows up to parties just to smoke. Sukuna always is staring at you across the room as you sit on the couch with choso hitting the straw melon vape. He adores the way the red lightening makes you even more beautiful, no matter who is wrapped around his arm his gaze is always on you.
He needs to know everything about you, but no one really knows you like that plus he didn’t want people knowing about his obsession with you.
Sukuna was in denial that he was obsessed so he asked Reddit on an anonymous account just for people to ask if he was mentally okay and to just approach you. Safe to say he never asked again during this time Sukuna would try his best to gather more info on you. He noticed you would always go to the boba shop on campus and order a large boba strawberry slushy with extra strawberry.
That’s the only few things, he knows about you. Sukuna couldn’t find your instagram account, he knows you have one because he saw you scrolling on reels during class. He just assumes you use one that doesn’t have your name.
He wonders if you heard about his reputation of just sleeping around and being an asshole towards girls. Is that why you haven’t approached him??
He stares at choso who’s handing you his vape and feels nothing but hatred. Why is choso the only person he seen you talk with? Are you and choso dating? Why are you guys talking so much? And sitting so close???
Sukuna can feel the plastic cup in his hands crumble as he chugs the Red Bull and cheap vodka mixed in the cup. As he makes his way towards the coach where you and Choso are smoking, he sits beside you with a loud thump, and you turn your gaze towards him, raising an eyebrow. You looked him up and down
Sukuna realised how awkward this looked and huffed as he looked at your vape.
“Can I hit it?”
“depends, how many people have you kissed tonight?”
The way you said it so casually, with such a flat tone he could’ve missed it.
“What did you just ask me?”
“not trying to slutshame, I don’t want herpes from sharing my vape.”
Sukuna just stares at you in disbelief, the girl he’s been obsessing over tells him this the first time they talk?
“Does it look like I have fucking herpes?”
You looked him up and down
“Fuck you, I don’t need your fucking criticism or your dumbass vape.”
Sukuna realised what he had done when he finished walking away from you. He didn’t mean to be so harsh with but you had just had to say all of that for no reason.
He huffed as he grabbed a beer mumbling how the beer sucked as he went back to glaring at you from across the room. Wondering if he just fucked up his chances of making you his girlfriend.
