SYPNOSIS: Catching your boyfriend broke your heart, turns out he wasn't the only option in the family.
WARNING: Cheating, angst - happy, shit post.
Character: Dick Grayson, Jason Todd.
It's been day's almost a week and the only thing you have been doing is crying nonstop, every second, every minute nonstop. Your silk pillow was now drench in your salty tears and snot, only your bed was a mess you didn't have the muscle to throw a tantrums it was as your whole muscle were cut into pieces leaving you to merged with your bed.
Your heart was slowly tearing apart into pieces, your body completely gave up on supporting it's need. Ignoring the painful ache of your stomach as you kept of weeping into your pillow, trying to replicate the feeling you felt when he held you dearly in his arms.
Your eyelids were burning hot from all the tears you have let out and your hair were forming a messy nest. Drowing yourself in sorrow and water forgetting about eating anything healthy. For a week you haven't eaten anything, maybe it was because you just wanted to hurt yourself that way to punish yourself for your action.
Dick was Special to you, he was your first in everything. He was charming and flirty but you only assume those traits were just some persona that will leave with times. How wrong you were.
He would hold you under the blanket and whisper nothing but sweet into your ears and you even though of marrying him. You've met Bruce and his while siblings, you two were planning on building a family of your own.
The ring on your bedside table was doing it's best to bring the tear out of you, he purpose two week ago. The happiest day of your life happened two week ago and on monday you saw him in your shared bed with some girls.
You dropped the cake on the floor and silent followed, nobody move it was an awkward stare down. Your fiance arm's were wrapped around her like he was protecting her from you. The same way he used to comfort you during all those traumatic experience.
That day was a nightmare, he didn't try or even tried to salvage what was left. You wanted to beg, to beg for him to apologise... You just wanted the boy you fell inlove with back, the same one who would hold you dearly in his arm's enveloping you in his warmth, shushing the monsters away. That day the boy you loved died.
You started into his eyes before you left your shared apartment, trying your best to cover the silent cry for help. It was stupid of you to want him back after everything but he was your world. It was hard to believe that everything wad fake.
"Say something... please"
You silently plead for him, you just wanted him to say he was sorry and how he would change, be a better man for you and forget this all ... But that was a fairytale wasn't it?
"Do you need any money for your new apartment?"
Your heart sting so much. He was being kind, but kindness was not what you needed you need him not his kindness. You took a big air and left, a feeling of sorrow hanging onto your shoulder ever since.
Just before you could continue crying again a knock on your door interrupted you.
"Dollface are you still crying...? Im coming in"
Before you could argue Jason opened the door of your room the shining ray of the sun hitting you hard, you couldn't face anybody in that situation especially not the brother of your ex.
You just cover yourself in your blanket, your eyes were extremely puffy and red, your nose red and runny, hair is just like a bird nest just alot more unorganised and the ring on the table still mocking you.
His presence was heavy and out of place inside your dingy room, he sat down on your bed with a thump his eyes staring into yours, unlike Grayson his eyes felt like a void ready to suck your soul in... What a way to realise you haven't gotten over your ex-fiance.
"I warned you didn't I? That idiot only destroy heart while protecting his"
Well jason was mad at you and mostly Dick. He warned you about him on how Dick have a problem with settling, you've taken his warning as a light joke. Because during those days Grayson was your sun and you were just some star it seem now.
"Look at you crying... You're a mess. Over him of all people I've known..."
He seem to have noticed the ring on the table and without hesitation he knock it into the trash bin. You watched in horror as your precious ring fell and land amongst the trash.
"He-"
"It's just some stone... It doesn't hold a value as long as it was given without love. You will forget and get past him whether you liked it or not"
Sometimes you forgot how Jason talked just like your mother would, maybe it was because he was spending too much time with her.
Maybe he was right... It's just some stone given to you. What important was the man infront of you, even when you look just like the definition of garbage he wa willing to look at you and help you heal. Unlike when you were with him, living in constant fear that he might left you if you slip up in any way or form.
"Why are you helping me?"
"...Your mother asked me to"
His answer wasn't the most pleasant one... But he was still the one picking you up an building you anew. Maybe just maybe he was the right one? He was indeed the one who started at you with admiration even at your smallest achievement, the one who wouldn't hold you down for wanting something... It was wrong to love him but it could be cancelled out with what your ex-fiance could done.
Christmas dinner would be awkward but who cares?
"Now you're smiling? You're a real emotional rollercoaster no wonder why our boy wonder couldn't handle you"
"Maybe you could?"
"Anything for you doll"
You've become too tired to even continue your sobbing, it's been almost a week but you were not done blaming yourself and putting his need first as usual. You've known him when he was just a carefree Robin you were his first girlfriend afterall. Helped him countless of timea, supported his decision even tho they weren't the brightest and even talk shit about batman with him.
Yet if you were to be asked how you were as a girlfriend only one word count sum it up... terrible. Maybe it was because you could give him space after his resurrection, couldn't handle his new self... Couldn't comfort him better. He forgive him when he shot you but he couldn't bring himself to forgive you when you sided with batman after his death.
You thought you were Special to him, special enough to stop him from killing anyone but turns out you were special enough that the first person he tried to kill was indeed you.
The bullet wound was still visible, you tolerated his Sudden burst of anger... Everything about him scared terrible yet you couldn't bring yourself to leave him.
Every injury he would kiss them away vowing to protect you even from himself, even when he shot you he regretted it you swore. His words were enough to trap you, he was your boy and you would rather kill everybody else than him.
It was after another stupid argument you ran his older brother Grayson, he took you under his wing whenever you and Jason have problem. Unlike him he was gently with you treating your every wound with care and unspoken love... It was different from Jason who was rought but loving in his way.
The change of space was addictive and sometimes you would catch yourself willingly run in his arm's... Another reason why you are terrible and unfit for Jason, Grayson noticing your horrible behaviour of putting yourself down decided to educate you in his ways. A movie, it was supposed to be a harmless bounding time with your supposed to be in-law.
But that night only changed you for worst. Torn between him and Jason one bringing heaven to your gate and one taking heaven for you.
When you came back home to ask for forgiveness and confess your disgusting feelings only for you to stand infront of another girl. Your towel wrap around her curvy figure and she reek of your own expensive products, she seem unbothered and just blanky staring down at you.
That moment was hell itself, you felt as if your body was shrinking down as gloomy air surrounded you invading your lungs... You felt as if you were drowning from the tension, your heart torn apart by your boyfriend delicate hands.
From the coner of your eyes you saw him standing still, he knew he was caught. He asked for the girl to step aside and talk to you, your tears already spilling pathetically.
You enter your own home with a heavy weight of desperation clutching onto your aching heart, your picture were no where to he seen and the picture of you and him was facing down... You understood that she probably knew about you but you didn't dare to utter any word.
Your feelings were caught in your mouth and opening it would only flood the room with your unwanted feelings.
"You just weren't the same"
He told you truthfully, you just weren't how he remembered. He told you how the girl was just like how he remembered you back than... You didn't treat him kindly because you love him it was because you were scared.
You left the alone, hoping to catch a bus to somewhere else. Your mind was just too clouded. That's when you saw him. Grayson.
His arm's outstretch as you walk into his arms without hesitation. He would run his finger through your hair and wipe your tears listening to you spilling your feelings onto him.
You felt terrible, to burry him with your untasteful love life with his younger brother felt like the biggest sin. But he was willingly listening to you rambling and that was enough for you...
"It's alright... let it out little bird. I'll always listen"
You couldn't tell if you were that desperate for even a drop of love or was it natural instinct, you couldn't help but lean closer absorbing his smell. Was it because Jason word sting so hard you forgot about your dignity but right now all that matter was that... Grayson cared.
That was enough.
"He doesn't understand what he lost... Someone like you deserve to be cherished... preferably by me"
You couldn't distinguish if he was serious or joking to make you feel better. That doesn't matter because you will cling onto any form of love as long as you are important to another.
I SERIOUSLY hate people that capture sharks and took their fin and left them to die by either bleeding out or suffocating. Those sea dogs didn't do shit to y'all to deserve cruel death, just for some rich bitch to tell others that they are so rich that they could afford to kill and eat 'exotic' food it's disgusting. People from New York bite eachother more than Sharks do which... I have no comments on that. Y'all Sharks are literally dog's of the sea and we are doing them dirty. I'll forever Stand my ground that shark Fin soup doesn't even taste good and rich people eat it to flex...
They're precious.
BatFam x Batsis Reader.
SYPNOSIS: Batsis is us.
The Whole Family Sitting Together To Discuss About Damian's Problem Of Chocking Criminals.
Dick: "It's against our moral to restrict their airflow... You're not going to listen huh."
Dick: "Reader, tell him why we don't chock people"
*Reader Standing Dramatically Near The Window Looking Out Into The Forest.*
Reader: "I once was just like you Dami... Chocking people out like it was a side hobbie"
Reader: "But... Damian, I realised that..."
*long pause.*
Reader: "That some people liked being choked"
Reader: "I learn it the hard way, he told me to chock him harder and ever since that day I haven't even have the gut to stare at anyone's neck for even a minute."
Dick: "You're just traumatizing him!"
*Damian haven't tried to chock out any person from that day... due to disgust.*
*Dick checking out the new upgrade Bruce made for the batmobile.*
Dick: "I don't see much change... It's just the belt is made from better leather and alot wider... Why is that?"
Bruce: "I've noticed that Reader like to rest their head on the belt and sleep, I assume it must be uncomfortable for her to sleep on so I've improved it."
Dick: "You couldn't add more seat but can improve the belt so that it would be more comfortable?. Your favouritism is showing clear as day, B!"
Bruce: "Priority."
*Superman Decided(Begged) to babysit you and now you're stuck with Luthor for some reason.*
Luthor: "What is so funny?"
*Reader on the ground laughing so hard that they are literally crying.*
Reader: "You got... the second sun on your head!"
Reader: "Ha! Is your ultimate power your baldness?!"
Luthor: "That isn't funny kid"
Reader: "How could you ever ambush anyone? Your shiny head is a dead giveaway!"
Reader: "I can see my reflection on your head!"
*Luthor always wear a hyper realistic wig near you to protect his ego.*
*Reader Got kidnapped by deathstroke.*
Reader: "Too scared to show your true face? How ugly are you?"
Deathstroke: "Im not here to entertain you, but I supposed I rather have you see my face before you die."
*Deathstroke taking off his mask.*
Reader: "HOLY SHIT... you're atrocious! Put that shit back... You should put trigger warning next time my PTSD almost activated!".
*Reader trying to show Tim how the mission should be done."
Reader: "See ain't that hard... Just following the plan invade, destroy, put away for the popo and explode"
*Tim reading the plan.*
Tim: "There is no explosion here... it's leave. The last step is leave."
Reader: "Oh, im dyslexic-"
*The villain hideout exploding on the background."
Tim: "WHAT HAVE YOU DONE?!"
Reader: "Can't a girl be dyslexic in peace?"
*Jason introducing Reader to his (gang) members.*
Jason: "This is my rat, sell drugs to her and I'll have your hands for decoration"
Reader: "Isn't that abit too much?"
Jason: "If you dare ask for drugs I will personally hang you from that celling."
Reader: "... Okay"
*Few days later. Reader being hang from the very celling.*
Reader: "I only did it to see if you actually would! I would never do drugs and you know that! Please take me down from here! I think there's cockroaches up here!"
Jason: "Well, you're going to be part of the celling unless you rethink about your life decisions!"
Roy: "How can a mere human hang another human that high up?"
Jason: "Raw Disappointment".
Imagine a scenario where Reader isn't being negelected and Reader is the one neglecting them instead.
Reader who isn't even that interesting constantly being pampered by their family members so that they could be called their favourite.
Dick who tried his best ever since Reader became part of the family wanting to be the first person they can rely on.
Dick: "If you ever have a problem just call me you know I'll always make time for you, little wing"
Reader: "You have nothing important in your life going on... Im sure I'll be much happy if you were even abit busy once"
It doesn't matter how great his achievements are the only time Reader every acknowledge him was when he was moving out.
Dick: "You'll visit me right, little wing?"
Reader: "Sure... Your new debut as Nightwig is just so... amazing!"
Dick: "Nightwing you meant-"
Reader: "Whatever, I can't wait to take your room!"
Reader does not acknowledge Dick achivement in life and thinks they're just slacking off, they do not like his shitty dating life as well.
*Dick talking to you about love and how you should be careful.*
Reader: "May your kind of love never find me".
Dick: "...Wow"
Reader: "Supposed to Amen to that"
Jason Todd who tried to impress Reader by showing of his skill and just because he wanted to be praised by you.
Jason: "I assure you my skill are the best in Gotham".
Reader: "Not the best in the world means you're the worst... Talk to when you have some senses".
Tim was also a problem for Reader, he was constantly boasting about his intelligent and grade little did Reader know... He was only boasting to get praise specifically from you.
Tim: "Look I got a 98.4 on my math exam, impressive?"
Reader: "...What happened to the other 1.6?"
Reader absolutely do not like to be near Tim and avoid him most because to Reader, Tim was a little obnoxious little boy who like to talk big about his intelligent which annoyed Reader.
Damian always somewhat admire you, you weren't strict and you do not like kid's like him... He was shocked to see you rejecting him only for him to make it his mission to make you think otherwise..
Damian: "I supposed you'll find my painting quite pleasant"
*Damian showing his extremely hyper realistic painting of you completely with an extremely detailed background that took him month's to finished.*
Reader: "Cool"
*Reader when they saw Jon horribly drawing a stickman.*
Reader: "Oh my fucking God! This is genius! Im going to put it on the fridge! Im so proud of you Jon what a wonderful artist you are that stickman totally have a very deep meaning. So proud!"
Damian: "..."
Bruce who just wanted to be the best father for you only.
Bruce: "Im so proud of you... im glad to have an offspring as great as you are, kid"
Reader: "You're my FATHER?!"
*Reader who thought Bruce took them in as a guest and have no clue he adopted them.*
POV: me every time my fav creators got a fire account setup
Yasss!! I spend two days making it. Gotta make it like home so y'all gremlin can nest here <3
*Reader calling Mark at 4 in the morning*
Reader: "Hey, so if anyone delevery a casket at your house it's mine kay?"
Mark: "Why the fuck did you order a casket for?"
Reader: "...It was on Sale... plus it's a pre-order meaning there is a special benefit!"
Mark: "Special benefit? Why Do YOU need a casket for?!"
Reader: "Well I can clearly tell one of us care for our future! Do you have any idea how Expensive casket are especially when our job pay us like hundred dollar per hour? Eitherway im going to manifest a use for it, money well spent!"
Mark: "Jesus Chris... You're going to regret this..."
{ A few month Passed }.
Rex corpse laying on the casket Reader pre-ordered.
Reader: "I did not mean to manifest upon him..."
Might turn this into a series.
Hi hi! Can we have a baby reader that has a habit of biting, headbutting and crying whenever the Batfamily is in their costumes? The baby absolutely loves them and always clings onto the family,follows then around even when they're busy (sitting in Bruce's lap while he's having a online meeting,clinging onto Damian while he paints and draws with one hand, sleeping on Jason's lap while he reads, ect.) but the moment they put on their masks/helmet she instantly stars sobbing, throwing things and hiding from them and if anyone tries to hold them when they still have their costumes on they instantly try to bite or headbutt them?
α―BatFamily Γ Baby Reader ( Platonic ).
SYPNOSIS: Their beloved baby sibling cannot remember who they are under the mask.
IMP: PURELY platonic. Wayyyy longer then I wish.
Your mother died shortly after you were born and your father ran away after realising your existence.
Being a teenager your mother knew she couldn't care for you, as much as she hated to send you off into anothers arms it was for your own sake.
She couldn't be selfish and make you go through a terrible life of poverty and without a father as well.
It happened during a massive earthquake, a building for struggling pregnant teens collapse.
Batman was there to save life along with his children, your mother went into labour due to stress and unknown circumstances.
It was tragic, she had you there and before she could even glace at your face the light left her eyes...
Before her death she begged for Batman to hand you over to someone caple of loving you like how she had hoped to, he tried telling her she wouldn't die yet she knew... She chose you to live as she doesn't see a reason to be breathing if you can't be by her arms.
She rather stay with you even as a ghost.
Batman looking at the newborn crying at his arm's unlock unwanted feelings and memories and decided to raise you himself.
The rest of the family love's you, your precious smile and especially the way you would cling onto them.
You love warmth and affection, completely different from when you were born cold and empty.
Walking on your legs as you would follow after anyone that even glace at you, it was hilarious.
You have extremely short legs, swinging your hand's while you try to run towards them with loud whinning for them to notice you.
If they didn't notice you, you would simply sit down on the ground hard with a thud and fold your arm's, staring at them with the best frown you could manage with. Sitting there sulking in silence unless or until someone pick you up.
Dick love's to teach you acrobatic moves knowing damn well that you can barely run not without almost tripping and falling on your face, you weren't the most athletic baby.
Throwing you up in the air and catching you and then spinning with you, he just loves to hear that adorable giggles of yours you made whenever he does the most dangerous stunt with you.
Sitting you down on the couch as he does a handstand or a flip or anything as you would clap your hands together. He would try to make you do backflip which always ended in him getting hit by Barbara who would took you away from him.
"Look at our little performer! Aren't they the most impressive performer?"
Dick would show any of his sibling of your standing on his hands or you hanging onto his arms.
You would watch him train and even try to train with him which he cannot help but smile at.
You trying to reach the bar that literally felt like it was in heaven cause you saw Dick performing tricks on it, using all your strength trying to pick up heavy weight.
You would not let him train by himself, you felt a deep sorrow seeing him training by himself so you help out as much as possible.
Like, clinging onto him while he did some pull ups, surprisingly your grip is very strong and tight for your age. Resting your head on his shoulder, looking like a baby slot holding onto it's mother.
Or how you would try to hold onto the to dumbbell while he's using it to become he would probably be squished by it if you don't help.
After a few minutes you would be off to napping on the couch exhausted and tired.
If you don't felt like being with Dick you simply go to the next option, Jason.
Jason was alot more gentle scared that he might accidentally hurt you, he does always teach you about on how to be street smart, you don't understand anything he say's but you like to listen.
Seeing him read you would left everything behind to accompany him cause no one is left behind. Always blessing them with your heavenly presence.
Climbing onto the ridiculously talk couch known as the ' reading couch ' Jason would watch as you struggle to get up, it was adorable from his view and it was climbing mount Everest on your part.
You arm's can reach it yet your legs have a hard time trying to get up, when one leg is on the couch you just couldn't lift the other. You wouldn't ask for help either, you rather not seek help from the want needing you.
After you managed to climb the couch you would plop down on his lap or take one arm and warp it around you leaning onto him, looking at the written book infront of you... You can't read.
Jason would simply continue reading in his mind and would even aks you if you finish reading it before turning the page, knowing that you infact cannot read. He knows that you made up completely new word and story.
He's reading Pride and Prejudice you're reading about Baba Black Sheep.
At the Batcave while he's repairing his bike you would Crouch down next to him like his assistant, pointing at gears and nodding along.
Sometimes it's the most comfortable silence he ever had or he's just teaching you about gears and how to fix them.
Hell, he even lables the tools because you don't have the worst memorization factor.
Helping you fix your toy bicycle using toys while being extremely serious.
"Seems like you barely clean the gear, look at this mess, I didn't raise you to be neglecting your prise possesion like nothing"
"Look, touch the tire and feel it... flat, very flat, dangerously flat... We need to pump it up before you get into trouble and cry"
You nod your head vigorously, barely understanding on why he is making you feel the bicycle wheel that is solely made of plastic.
Tim was also your favourite.
You would sit on his laps as he work, the computer lighting up the place, doesn't matter how busy Tim was you always managed to slide in on his arms and just watch like a clueless raccon.
Talking to you about his case and you don't even catch half of the thing he's rambling about yet still nodding along.
If he is studying you would study along side him, holding onto the pencil and lining the alphabet while Tim was busy learning for exam.
Showing him your work whenever you are done and him rewarding you with a head pat.
He even let's you play dress up on his computer while hes taking a break: He's brainstorming there is no break.
His computer consisted of gruesome documents and records and there is also tons of dress up games, making cake, classic games and barbie movies... Safe to say, he pirates alot of barbie movie for your sake.
"The unicorn is her sister? That's beastiality"
"Reminds me of Damian... Must be his secret twin"
Seeing him drink energy drinks and coffee you have been begging to drink as well, cause whatever he does you do it as well no need for questions.
And as a result, he wrote 'Monsta' on a mug he bought you and pour you a drink whenever he drank them, and you would drink it proudly.
It was just mineral water that tasted like fruits, you'll have your first energy drink with him to cheer and witness the start of your addiction.
Damian on the other hand was the most serious of the bunch.
Hes an actual eagle, always there whenever you want hug or attention or even to be love. Scoop you up in his arms and left without a word. He will not have those vermin judge him for treating his siblings with love.
If he saw any of them putting you in danger do not be worried he have been luring behind the darkness before shit can get serious. He's the second shadow of yours ready to pound onto anyone who put you in danger.
He's very serious about your well being and mental state.
Although he did hand you weapons at such young age to train with, you can't blame him he started out young to so if you start young he could be much at ease .
Much to his dismay Bruce doesn't want you near violence in his defence it wasn't violence if they annoy you first.
Now you two are secretly learning how to fight with very very small progress, you cannot even hold onto a small stick for a minute a katana... Was something else.
He's absolutely protective of you since you're an incapable baby, if you see something flying at you you'll just meet it face first cry ahd forget. Have a higher chance of being kidnapped.
It's his absolute duty to protect you from harm, no one lays their hand on you without his permission... He will not tolerate insolent and mannerless people and he will make sure you do to.
Holding onto you while he paint, he never complaint no matter how uncomfortable it was because a good soldier never complaint for their comfort rather they suffer for someone they love.
You would nap in his arm or simply watch him perform his art, it was a quiet comfortable moment... It was a special time for the two of you to bond peacefully.
"Unicorn?"
You asked him, looking up at him who's eyes were still on his the Canva.
"I knew you weren't an intellect child but isn't this out of line even for you?"
"Uni"
"Alright, a horse with a corn on it's head then..."
He can't deny you when you don't even have the brain to register what he is saying, and not because he wanted to spoil you abit... and raise your standards.
Your father was usually busy, busy being Bruce and Batman at night. Since you're a baby it was alot harder for him to spend times with you.
Usually he could do that by spending time's during patroll but he won't allow a child to be a vigilante anymore.
As a result he tried to glue you to his side when he is free, although he wasn't a good father he tried.
He sometime doesn't understand what you are meaning to say and your siblings would have to translate it for him. Although he would try to figure it out before asking them.
Watching anything you enjoy doesn't matter how childish it was Bruce would sit down with you and watch it very seriously. Noting down whenever you laugh or bored for future special times.
Going to the local playground with you while all the mom's stared at him, muttering praise and complements for being such a good father while being single.
He knew they were staring at him since he literally is Bruce Wayne at a public playground, because he doesn't want to spoil you too much and wants you to have normal friends.
Pushing you on the swing, waiting at you at the end of the slide, pretending not to see you while playing hide and seek and even playing along with you during roleplay. He sincerely wanted to be a good father to atleast one of his children.
Unfortunately or fortunately he doesn't see you as a distraction from anything just a responsible he absolutely loves. That means you're everywhere he is at... Gala, outside and even meeting.
You would sit on his lap facing his laptop with a drowsy look on your face, playing with his fingers while he doesn't even seem to know that you are there.
His employees couldn't help but take pictures secretly, you don't look so enthusiastic about the meeting and even falling asleep occasionally. Yet Bruce would only acknowledges you to make sure you were comfortable and not too bored.
Well you did join his meeting because you honestly missed your father but that was a one time thing, now it was mandatory for you to be present during meetings cause you were the joy and happiness for him.
"If we don't have the available resources now our competitors will surely take advantage of that and left us with nothing"
"...Boss? are you listening?"
Bruce who was busy trying to settle your head to a more comfortable position while being as gentle as possible.
"Yeah, hear you... Just have to do some important work continue"
Yet as much as you cling and hold onto them whenever they are going to go out without you. You would freak out with their mask on.
Hiding behind Alfred holding onto him for your life looking at the strangers infront of you, to you they just ate your family. Your family goy eaten by those masks and God were you scared.
Dick would try to find a solution... To hold you then put the mask on but to no one surprise you freak out even more.
Struggling for dear life and even smacking him, tears already forming at your eyes terrified about the fact that your older brother just got eaten infront of you.
Then he would took it off and it took you a great minute to realise he was back from the death. Hold onto him suddenly and cry harder.
Jason terrified you the most, his head was literally engulfed by the helmet of his. You would try to save him by throwing anything you could grab and hold onto.
Grabbing the book closest to you and throwing it at him which barely hit him, hit him as hard as you could while he just stood there unbothered. Alfred would be the one making sure no one wear their complete costume near you.
You couldn't recognise them even if they wear it infront of you it'll make it much more worst. Biting onto them if necessary and headbutt them as hard as you could and it does hurt you and them.
You did headbutt Jason once you never did that again and he couldn't stop laughing after you did it, just the sound of metal being hit ring and utter silence... Followed with the Alfred picking you up before you could resistered the pain.
At first they thought it was just you being stupid and the more you see them the easier it would get... No, it got worst.
You're fully prepared by the time they had hoped for you to stop, thankfully you were strong enough to conflict any pain but you could pull hard enough to took some hair out, bite them or headbutt.
Your favourite was to just ran away while calling out for them not knowing that the person you were running from was the one you seeked.
- Hush now crybaby.
\\Part 1// \\ Part 2// \\ Part 3 //
SYPNOSIS: After your death nothing felt the same.
Warning: Gore, death, violence, blood.
Everything happened in a flash, you couldn't even remembered what had hit you so hard to make your entire body run this high on adrenaline. You could feel your every pulse and the pounding on your head makes it hard to think properly.
When the clouds in your head finally clears you finally opened your eye's and looked down at your feet, your lifeless body laying on the ground.
Blood was profusely seeping out from the bash you received after the impact of the car... The car had hit you so hard that you flew and unfortunately your head landed on a fire hydrant.
The impact was so powerful that it left an open wound on your head... Everybody stopped to tape the situation not a single soul decided to even checked if you were still breathing.
You watched as the ambulance took your cold body. You watched as the medical staff's tried their best to wake you up. You watched as your own blood father hang up the call from just hearing your name, not even inquiring them further- He acted like your name was some curse.
You sit there by your body side, holding your own hands. Taking the little nursery book by the side table you began to read, you felt a little comfort but you can't complaint even a little was better than nothing.
The heart monitor began to beep indicating that you were no longer breathing. Staffs runs in trying to bring back your heart beat yet nothing worked you died that day.
You died because none of your guardians wanted to be involved with you... The hospital needed them to agree to a surgery yet since nobody or even if they picked up they just hang up without listening further.
You stood outside the morgue waiting patiently for your family to retrieve your body. You've been standing there for hour's, for someone who doesn't have a heart anymore it ache alot.
When your family finally arrived they were shocked, Damian was abit caught off guard, Bruce with the same face just more disappointed, Dick in tears, Tim was too sleepy to even react much... Jason was not present.
Barbara and Stephanie were crying holding your tiny cold hand's in theirs apologising, Duke was distraught and Cass you could tell she was uncomfortable.
Even during your funeral you stood beside your physical body, stroking your cheek and wishing yourself well. The funeral was small just the batfamily, your body was buried near the manor with high security.
Even your own mother didn't attend your funeral which made you frown which wasn't even your intention, your intention was to cry but not a single drop of tears could even fall.
Fortunately your mother did came but weeks after your funeral burst inside the manor and attack yout father. She was a mess, her mascara was ruined from the tears that won't stop flowing, her hair was extremely mess which was new. Your mother was a fashionable woman and seeing her this wild made you sad.
"You Piece Of Shit! OUR daughter died! How could you not inform me my babygirl is dead! I wanted to see her- To say goodbye!" Your mother yelled as she slap Bruce across his face. Bruce stays silent enduring the pain she was conflicting upon him.
"I left her with you so she could have something! How could You! She was so happy to have a father yet you let her chase your love and affection?! Even if you couldn't see her as your daughter why not call me??! I would have taken her with me!"
"...She was my world Bruce! My daughter... My baby... Now I can't even say goodbye. Im terrible, I should have been there..."
Your mother's grip on Bruce loosen as she fell onto the floor, sobbing into her hand's.
You slowly walk towards your mother, you wished you could have hug her in that moment for her to feel the warmth but you were cold.. Freezing, you don't think she would be comfortable.
Instead of hugging her you sit beside her holding her right hand, as you lean onto her...
"Im sorry mom, forgive me it's not father's fault... I was being emotional and being emotional makes me stupid...Maybe this is why nobody love's me"
Ever since that day Bruce became worst. You were haunting the manor watching as everybody tried to cope with your death.
You felt abit happy to be death, afterall you felt as your family finally noticed you. And all it took for them to love you was for you to die!
But it was tragic to watch your allready insane family become... This.
Dick was now sleeping on your bed every night, even when others tried to interfere he didn't budge. Holding onto the dress you wore that day and mumbling on and on about how he would take you to the park if you just come back.
Jason was also affected as much as it shocked, he was smoking more and barely even coming to the manor inorder to avoid anything that reminded of you.
Tim health was getting worst, he didn't even have the heart to look into any case at times and would just stare at blankly talking to himself and imagining that you were there.
Damian didn't show any weakness to anyone else he didn't show that he was greatly grieving. Nobody had a clue that he was trying to bring your soul inside your favourite doll. He would talk to himself which was alot tame than Tim but he was indeed speaking about how he will force your soul inside the doll just so everything could went back to normal.
Barbara was neglecting her job as Oracle. She doesn't have the energy to do anything, without your presence everything felt dead to her and if everything is dead what's the point of trying to salvage it.
Duke was taking it very well, talking about his feelings and making sure to clean your grave everyone Saturday, replacing the flower as much as he could... He was obsessed with your grave. At times he would sit there for hours just staring at it...
Stephanie wasn't as cheery as she was and even when she genuinely smiled it faid quickly... She kept getting nightmares of your body inside that morgue as a result she can't deal with crime including death in it. She gets reminded of you and when that happened she went into panick mode.
Cass on the other hand tried her best to move on unlike the others. But sometimes you would watch her as she entered your room and leaving quickly, it was as if she was trying to imagine you inside your room solely.
Bruce took it the worst, he would take his pent up guilt and anger out on any criminal, he even broke a couple bone of a guy who just rob a store with a knife. It was as if he was ignoring his own and the most important rule.
Silently blaming himself. He thought that Jason death would be the end of death in the family but that wasn't the case.
Alfred was heavily affected as well. He knew he was also in the wrong for favouring your other siblings while trying his best to avoid you during your time on Earth as a human. He would bake your favourite food and left it at your grave.
Alfred also had to stop the family from bringing your rotting corpse and dipping it into thr Lazarus pit. He knew you wouldn't like the idea of being brought back plus your body was too old to be able to be put together again.
Crime rate was raising because none of the family members were willing to talk about your death and keeping to themselves only. You could only watch as sigh as they tried to bring you back to life over and over.
The body inside the casket which was buried sixth feet underground was a simple decoy.
Your corpse have been rotting slowly inside a special room, where Bruce tried to bring you back somehow. You couldn't help but get teary just by looking at your corpse.
It was skinny and extremely pale... The stretch was horrible... Your body was clearly rotting away. It was not fun witnessing your organ being taken from your body just so your suddenly crazy/obessed father could bring you back.
Special credit - @trash-in-a-box ( I forgot to credit them im sorry )
- Hush now crybaby.
Yandere batfam x ghost Reader!
IMP: Little scenarios that happened after your death. This is a little scenario from my previous story 'Hush now crybaby' :3.
It was around midnight, Tim was still awake as he was trying to ignore his guilt by over working himself.
*Tim who was drinking coffee for the sixth time after dinner*
GhostReader: "I already told you to not substitute water for coffee!"
Tim screaming at the top of his lungs because not only did his dead siblings suddenly appeared infront of him to scold him... Their voice was.. extremely unpleasant and he was high on coffee.
After Tims award winning scream the whole family was awaken from their slumber, hurriedly went downstairs just to see Tim in a fetal position on the ground.
Dick: "Oh God! Little bird what happened?!"
Tim: "It's not my fault coffee taste better!"
Jason: "This is likely the result of being high on coffee, meth is better"
Damian inside his room, a ouija board and your favourite teddy besides him.
Damian: "Listen carefully, You will get inside this Teddy and make us happy again"
GhostReader: "Why can't you just start a conversation like a NORMAL PERSON??"
Minutes later Damian was playfully bullying Reader to go inside the Bear.
Dick who was weeping on his bathroom floor for dramatic effect holding Reader's clothes in his arm's.
Dick: "Oh God, im a terrible older brother... I don't deserve to live... My baby im so sorry it should have been me instead of you..."
GhostReader: "I can't tell if he's mourning me or using this opportunity to rehearse for his acting career...."
Dick who was still mumbling and crying really hard leaving a very visible wet stain onto the dress.
GhostReader: "Even for you this is really pathetic and hard to watch... Im getting uncomfortable I must leave"
Jason introducing the whole family to the outlaws because they kept on insisting.
Jason: "And my favourite rat... Reader"
Arthemis: "Aw, she's cute... Im so sorry for what happened. I wish I could see her"
Jason: "Oh don't worry... Cause she's right here"
Jason pointing at a random corner of the room with full confidence.
Arthemis whispering to Roy.
Arthemis: "I didn't knew mourning makes you delusional"
GhostReader: "Im actually over here Jay"
Roy: "Oh my fucking God! That is the BIGGEST rat I've ever seen in my life!"
During any celebration or event Reader love's to ruin the photo one way or another... She found it hilarious but it's really creepy.
Bruce: "Perfect... We'll hang it on the wal- We need to retake this"
Reader who ruined the picture by merging with Bruce in the picture.
Tim: "THAT was the sixth time! We're going to die if we have to keep smiling like this!"
GhostReader: "I thought I looked really good in the picture..."
hiii cutie, i just wanted to say that i love how the reader is the one who is being negligent, it's really funny, there you can realize that the batfam (including reader) are all negligent, it's in their genes even if reader doesnt realize it LMAOOO
I Know right! being neglectful runs in the family atp. Bruce neglecting his own emotions, Tim's neglecting his health and so on. They seriously need a therapy ASAP
Did you ever think of a situation where neglected reader lashes out at the bat family?
Totally but... That's for a specific fic I am working on. Most of my work they don't lash out because they're kids or pre-teen, doesn't understand anything or feelings and are scared to talk because they still believe that the family would love them<3
By Touch, By Smell I Would Know Him Blind I Would Know Him In Death
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