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  • 00bamc
    01.12.2021 - 7 hours ago

    taylor swift series

    dust collected in my pinned up hair

    right were you left me (evermore)

    robin!jason todd x scarlet witch!reader

    "jason todd is death. you saw his lifeless body being buried under ground, and cried over the cold stone where the love of your life is meant to rest in peace forever. but how come you are here lying between his arms with his beating heart under you? the love of your life is back and no one would take him from you again."

    coming soon

    did the love affair maim you too?

    all too well (10 min vers.) (red tv)

    actor!kim seokjin x writer!reader

    "you were young when you first saw him. . . and it totally broke you when kim seokjin told you if only you have been closer in age, maybe your relationship could have worked. but you know is not the whole truth because you remember him and his love all too well."

    coming soon

    peter losing wendy

    cardigan, august and betty (folklore)

    kim namjoon x reader / kim namjoon x oc

    "namjoon regrets ruining your relationship, you debate yourself in deciding if forgiving him is worthy, and the girl who was just a "summer thing" reminisces on what if's."

    coming soon

    more coming soon . . .

    #bts angst #bts x reader #kpop angst #seokjin x reader #jason todd x reader #damian wayne x reader #batboys#bts smut#bts fluff #taylor swfit series #folklore #red taylor’s version #evermore #lover taylor swift #reputation
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  • murdersansy-blog
    30.11.2021 - 15 hours ago

    Some Damian wayne headcanon

    Those are my headcanon! You don't have to agree with me but please be respectful of my ideas.

    If you need some explanation here:

    1: When he was young ra's al ghul would punish him by locking him in a dark dungeon for days, Talia would bring him food telling him to be strong but it stayed with him and now he hates being alone in the dark.

    2: Everything is pretty much explained in the picture, but the lazarus makes him age slower then anyone else.

    3: Kitty Damian is pretty much all his personality

    4: one of his previous "death" was by an explosion so everytime he heard something explode it just reminds him of that.

    4.1: Bruce did notice he jumps at those sound but he doesn't know how to approach him about it.

    5: he thinks that the cape looks cool but that its useless, so whenever he can he takes it off to fight better and for intimidating. Also Drama(think of how Obi wan removes his)

    6: He never knows how to dress properly and it shows when he decides his clothes, so Alfred helps him most days, but Dick,Jason and Tim love to help choose clothes for him. Damian doesn't really mind except when they decided on costumes instead of clothes.

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  • robinspotter
    30.11.2021 - 16 hours ago

    This story had some cute bat family moments in it. Of course I zeroed in on Dick and Jason, I love it when they are written like this as more playful and less hateful towards each other.

    Panels from Truth & Justice #6

    WRITTEN BY: Andrew Aydin

    PENCILS: Juni Ba

    INKS: Juni Ba

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  • incorrectbatfam
    30.11.2021 - 16 hours ago

    Cullen: *watching TV*

    Dick: Ah, you're watching Sailor Moon? I love that anime. The way they just–

    Dick: *clenches fist*

    Dick: Sail all those fricking moons.

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  • sohotthateveryonedied
    30.11.2021 - 18 hours ago
    Nightwing Annual #1 (2021)

    oh man we were FED this issue 

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  • nicknaysayer
    30.11.2021 - 18 hours ago

    Bugged 🌟🌟

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  • nearlybitches
    30.11.2021 - 18 hours ago


    Nightwing (2021) Annual
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  • boxonarock
    30.11.2021 - 1 day ago

    thank you for being so patient!! it’s been a while but flippy boii charms are now up on my shop!

    i only have 20 of each charm rn but if this goes well i might consider selling more in the future

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  • incorrectbatfam
    29.11.2021 - 1 day ago

    Cassandra: *walks in wearing a pink shirt*

    Tim: Oh my God.

    Dick: Cass is wearing pink! Cass is wearing pink!

    Jason: Are we sure it’s not just a white shirt that’s been bloodied in a motorcycle crash?

    Duke: Or maybe it isn't her. Does she have a twin sister?

    Damian: If Cain had a twin she would have eaten them in the womb.

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  • batfamcraze
    29.11.2021 - 1 day ago

    The reason why we don’t see a lot of Duke Thomas stans is because we’re too busy trying to figure out what his powers are

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  • robins-misfortune
    28.11.2021 - 2 days ago

    Dick: Violence isn't the answer. Jason: You’re right. Dick: *sighs in relief* Jason: Violence is the question. Dick: What? Jason, bolting away: And the answer is yes. Dick, running after them: NO

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  • murdersansy-blog
    28.11.2021 - 2 days ago

    Took me longer then I hoped but it was worth it. I'm also trying new things so thatd why the costumes look different.

    @robinrequiems Hope you like it.

    Based on this:

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  • wordsfromshona
    28.11.2021 - 2 days ago

    Nightwing fans!

    I was suggested these beauties on Etsy, and thought you may enjoy 🙂


    #dick Grayson #bubble butt batboy #Richard Grayson#nightwing#batboys#batfam#batfamily#Etsy stuff #I have absolutely no affiliation to this #just thought they were cute and I’d spread the word 🙂
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  • moofmilkersupreme
    28.11.2021 - 3 days ago

    The Gala (Older!Damian Wayne X Reader)

    A/N: This is stupid but I've been obsessed with Little Women lately and once the idea popped into my head I couldn't not at least try. Yes, this is very much (pretty loosely) inspired by Little Women (2019), and if I have any more inspiration to continue, I might write an entire series based upon the concept. If you can get over my bad writing, I hope you enjoy!

    Key: (Y/N)- your name; (Y/N/N)- your nickname

    The Wayne Gala was a bustle of light and music and dancing. You stood against the wall, observing all the goings-on and festivities, smiling at all of the brightly-lit faces around you. You were never one for big parties, but you didn’t mind watching from the sidelines. The excitement and ecstasy of the guests around you was palpable, and almost contagious enough to make you want to join in.

    But before the night had begun, your sister, Meg, had instructed you to try to stay on the sidelines if you could. You had been ironing your clothes the other day in mind for the event and had accidentally burned a hole in the back of your dress. It was small, but placed in a position so that you didn’t want anyone to see it. Besides, around the hole was a large scorch mark that would be embarrassing to anyone.

    Meg was dancing on the main floor to the classical music fancy musicians on the sidelines were playing. You scoffed; Bruce Wayne and the Wayne Foundation really had pulled out all the stops this year. It somewhat nauseated you to see this level of luxury when most of the people in Gotham could never dream to afford this, but you knew that-- as excessive as the gala was-- it was for a good cause. Though, even so, you didn’t know much about how charity galas exactly helped donate profit to certain organizations, but you were almost sure that there were better ways to go about it. Surely, all the money that it took to host this gala, in particular, could have been given to their funds instead of spending it on extravagance. And with someone as notable as Bruce Wayne giving to the organizations, others were sure to follow.

    You spotted a boy who seemed to be eyeing you. He had black hair, wore glasses, and was wearing a blue suit with a red tie (quite the statement, you thought). He smiled at you and began to make his way over. You blanched, breaking eye contact, starting to swiftly (but, hopefully, subtly), move towards an exit to the party. Hopefully you could make it seem like you just needed to use the restroom; even though you didn’t know him, it would be rude, you thought, to disappoint the boy.

    Finally, you got out of the ballroom, breathing out a sigh of relief. Now that you thought of it, you really did have to go to the bathroom. This night was doing wonders for your anxiety.

    Looking left and right, you distinctly wondered where the restrooms might be. You saw a sign that pointed left in the manor, bearing a sloppily-drawn toilet symbol. You went down that hallway.

    As you were going, you turned down a swift corridor and, not paying attention, stumbled into someone.

    “Oh! Oh, I’m sorry,” you laughed, and looked up. Your face paled. You had bumped into none other than Damian Wayne, son of Bruce Wayne, the most prominent figure in Gotham City. Your face began to redden.

    “I’m so sorry, Mr. Wayne. Please excuse me. I was trying to get away from the festivities-- I didn’t know if anyone was here--”

    Damian stuffed his hands into his pockets. He looked flustered, too. “It’s alright. Um-- it’s alright.” There was an awkward pause, then his eyebrows drew together as you breathed quickly, practically panting.

    “You look afraid. Are you okay?”

    You breathed out a shaky laugh. “Oh, I’m fine. I just didn’t expect to run into you. Parties aren’t really my thing-- I didn’t mean to wander in the house-- I’m sorry. Just a bit flustered from the party.”

    He smirked. “Parties aren’t my scene, either. You can stay, if you’d like. This is a hall my father doesn’t mind guests accessing, but not many come this way.”

    You smiled, relieved. “Oh. Thank you so much, Mr. Wayne. You sure I won’t disturb you?”

    “No. I’m still fairly new to Gotham so I don’t know many people here. I felt strange at the party, so I decided to seek solitude as well. What’s your name?”

    Damian felt strange, trying to socialize, but he also didn’t want to give the satisfaction to Tim, who had betted against Dick that he’d not be able to find a single person to carry on a conversation with. God, he couldn’t stand Drake. If either were to win the bet, he would certainly have it be Grayson.

    You smiled, warming up a bit. You had heard lots of things about Damian, had even seen him in school a couple of times, and all of them pointed that he was cold and severe. He didn’t seem that bad to you, tonight. Though, the way he smiled at you kind of reminded you of the part in Beauty and the Beast when the Beast was attempting to smile at Belle. It looked untrained, clumsy. Slightly painful.

    You couldn’t help a giggle. “My name is (Y/N). (Y/N) March, but please just call me (Y/N/N). It’s nice to meet you, Mr. Wayne.”

    Damian grimaced. “Not Mr. Wayne, just Damian.” He hated, sometimes, being attributed to his father’s name.

    He recognized your name. You two were in many classes together at your school. You were also the girl who went to the library the same day he did. You never spoke, but he was somewhat comfortable in your presence, since he studied in the library right when you did, and you sat practically next to each other as you did. You had hardly noticed-- to absorbed in your writings or readings-- but nothing missed Damian.

    You stared and smiled at each other awkwardly, before you timidly decided to ask, “Don’t you dance?”

    “I-- don’t really know many modern dances. I spent most of my life at an assassin school, and while dancing is kind of like swordplay, one’s more deadly than the other.”

    You blinked. Was he playing with you? “Uh-- oh. Well, that’s… cool. That must have been very interesting.”

    He nodded. “That’s one word to describe it.”

    You decided not to pursue the subject further. “Well, I can show you, if you’d like. I’m not particularly versed in it either, but I know the basics.”

    He glanced hesitantly towards the room where the gala was being held. You quickly added, “It doesn’t have to be in there. I have a scorch mark on the back of my dress anyways-- I have a different idea of how we can manage.”

    He eyed you curiously.

    “Why not?” You asked. “It’s a gala, after all-- might as well dance!”


    By the time the next song started, the two of you were at the end of the hallway, Damian looking uncomfortable but curious, you excited. The music began, and you offered your hand to him. “Usually the man is the one to lead, but my sister, Meg, always made me fill that role. I hope you don’t mind.”

    He shook his head no and accepted your hand. You seemed so talkative now, but had always seemed quiet before. You smiled, beginning the dance slowly, until the music crescendoed, in which you did the steps to send Damian in a prolonged twirl. He laughed, but you couldn’t tell if it was one of contempt or of surprise, or of actual enjoyment.

    You paced the hallway back and forth, doing the only dance you knew until it got ridiculous and the music ended. You laughed and clapped as the rest of the ballroom did. You had to shout over the din: “I think you’re very good at dancing! One of the best partners I’ve ever had! --Then again, I’ve only ever had my sisters, but that doesn’t really matter.” You made a face.

    His smile was more subtle now, but looked more natural. “Well, I had a good leader.”

    Someone jogged out of the ballroom, looking left and right for you. Another boy, who looked similar to the one coming before him, followed closely in tow.

    You paled, stepping away.

    “Hey, Damian,” the taller of the boys said, then did a double-take. “Damian? I thought you had left ages ago; I thought I lost the bet!”

    Damian scowled. “You were wrong. I was out here with my new acquaintance, Miss March.”

    “You can call me (Y/N/N),” you said, as the taller of the boys shook your hand. The other was staring at Damian in awe. Damian rolled his eyes, crossing his hands over his chest.

    “My name’s Dick Grayson, and this--” Dick cleared his throat to jolt the other boy out of his awe. “--This is Timothy Drake.”

    “Tim,” he corrected, staring at you in wonder, a beat after remembering to shake your hand. You smiled.

    “Nice to meet you.”

    “Is March your last name? You wouldn’t happen to be related to a Meg March?”

    “Yes, that’s my older sister. In the violet dress?”

    Dick nodded. “Yeah. Well-- I was dancing with her and she managed to sprain her ankle.”

    You gasped. “Oh, no. Is she doing okay?”

    “Yeah, she sent me to get you. She wants to leave.”

    You nodded quickly. “Thanks for telling me. Can you show me where she is?”

    Dick led you back into a corner of the ballroom, Damian and Tim in tow. Meg was there, looking strained but professional.

    “Meg! Are you okay?”

    “Yes, just a sprained ankle. You don’t have to cause any fuss,” she attempted a smile. “I’ll be fine. Will you call a taxi? I don’t think I can walk on it.”

    “Of course you shouldn’t walk on it,” you scolded.

    “Actually-- why don’t you take one of our cars?” A voice came from behind you, and yourself, Tim, and Dick turned around to find the source. It was none other than Damian himself. He shrugged. “It would be far more practical, and quick.”

    You smiled, and said “you’d really let us?” as your sister replied in a shocked tone, “Oh, you don’t have to do that.”

    Dick recovered quickly. “No, we insist. I blame it on my bad dance moves anyway. Sorry, Meg.”

    She laughed. “What are you talking about? You’re one of the best men I’ve danced with! But, if you insist, then I suppose it couldn’t hurt anything.”

    She glanced over to you, and you smiled encouragingly, looking back to the three members of the Wayne family. “We’d love to. Thank you so much.”

    Tim raised an eyebrow. “Hey, Damian. Since it was your idea, why don’t you go with them? Make sure the March sisters get home safe?” He wiggled his eyebrows in a way you didn’t understand.

    Damian glared at Drake, but when he looked at you and Meg, his features softened slightly. You got the impression he wasn’t mad at the suggestion, only the person who made it. And indeed he was, he couldn’t stand how pushy Drake was being about his socialization.

    “It would be my pleasure.”

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  • incorrectbatfam
    27.11.2021 - 3 days ago

    Bruce: Anything you say in the next thirty seconds is free, starting right now.

    Jason: I think you’re cocky. Arrogant. Bossy and pushy. You also have a god complex and don’t think of anybody but yourself.

    Bruce: But—

    Jason: Wait, I still have twenty-three seconds and I’m not done.

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  • dessarious
    27.11.2021 - 3 days ago

    What Makes a Family? Pt21

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    Marinette walked into the private dining room next to Cass and was on the receiving end of four very different reactions. One of the boys was practically vibrating with excitement. The next was quite obviously sizing her up. After him was a boy who didn’t even seem to be able to focus on her properly. She assumed that was Tim. The smallest was glaring at her as if he wanted to kill her. So Damian. She had to wonder how he’d react if she told him how cute it was that he was trying to intimidate her. Probably best to keep that to herself for now.

    “These are Bruce’s sons. Dick, Jason, Tim, and Damian. Boys this is Marinette and her parents Tom and Sabine.” Selina still sounded far too amused by this whole thing. She ignored it and smiled at them.

    “It’s nice to meet you all.” That was all it took for Dick to explode.

    “Oh my god! You’re so cute and polite even. Are you sure you’re actually related to B? What do you like to do? We should have a family movie night! What movies do you like? We should go out and you can show us your favorite places and then when you come to Gotham - You are coming right? - we’ll show you ours. We’ll just have to make sure all the major rogues are locked up first. But don’t worry we’ll keep you safe.” She just stared at him, not having any idea where to start with that. Jason rolled his eyes.

    “Damn Dick, breathe and leave her alone. This manic big brother bullshit is going to scare her away.” Dick looked like a kicked puppy.

    “Language Master Jason.” Alfred walked in with the food, which she shouldn’t have been surprised about given that he was their butler but she’d expected the hotel staff to do it.

    “You are staying for dinner with us Grandpa Alfie?” The reactions to the name were not at all what she expected. Selina just burst into laughter, Bruce was eyeing her like she had a screw loose, Dick was cooing over how cute she was, Jason looked like he’d just swallowed his tongue, and Damian just looked insulted though she had no idea why. Tim just swayed there so she wasn’t certain he’d even comprehended what she said.

    “If you’d like me to Miss. Should we get your friends as well?” There was a mischievous glint in his eyes and she wasn’t certain what to do with that. Did he think they wouldn’t get along well?

    “I think that’s a good idea.” Her Maman’s tone was a bit hard and she was sizing up the boys. Once Alfred left she walked up to them. Oh, this was about to get bad. “Let me ask you boys a question. If someone were bothering and hurting Cass on a daily basis what would you do?”

    “Shoot ‘em.”

    “Stab them.”

    “Lock them in a room with those two.” Jason, Damian and Dick’s answers came in quick succession and Sabine focused on Tim who seemed to be trying to figure out where she came from.

    “Well?” The sharp no nonsense tone finally got a response.

    “I don’t understand the question. I mean, Cass would have beat them to a pulp long before we heard about it.” That got a content hum and Mari felt a relieved breath leave her body.

    “They can stay. And Tim is coming home with us so I can make sure he sleeps properly.” Bruce’s eye twitched but before he could say anything Tim’s confused voice spoke up.

    “I’m not sleeping?” Everyone started laughing except Bruce, her Maman, and Damian. “Why can’t I stay here?”

    “Because I can’t keep an eye on you here and make sure you sleep.” Poor Tim still looked so confused.

    “You’re not taking him anywhere. He may be worthless but we’re not about to let some strange woman abduct him.” Marinette felt herself wince at Damian’s statement. In two sentences he’d found one of her Maman’s trigger words. Cass gave her hand a comforting squeeze.

    “No one is worthless young man, except possibly those who treat others as though they are. I suggest you learn to appreciate people more.” Dick and Jason were snickering and she rounded on them. “And what are you two laughing about? Neither one of you corrected him or defended your brother. How is he supposed to learn if you don’t teach him?” They both stuttered  out denials.

    “That’s just how the Demon Spawn is!” Jason’s indignant reply just got a raised eyebrow.

    “He’s not going to listen to us anyway. He doesn’t even listen to Bruce most of the time.” Yeah this was a disaster. The look her Maman shot Dick made him freeze.

    “So rather than say something so the person he’s tormenting knows they aren’t alone you lot just stand by and let him bully everyone around him?” Oh shit. Mari didn’t think they’d get there so quickly. Between the way things happened with the school and Chloe and Lila, her Maman was insanely touchy about the subject of people not sticking up for others. She desperately tried to motion for the boys to just back down.

    “The replacement knows how we feel about him.” Oh dear Kwami, her Maman was going to kill Jason. “Besides, it's not bullying since we all know how the Demon Spawn is.” To her surprise Sabine rounded on Bruce.

    “And you’re just fine with them giving each other derogatory nicknames and insulting each other?” If this didn’t stop she wasn’t going to be allowed anywhere near her father or brothers. Never mind that she was almost eighteen. There had to be a way to calm the situation; she just had no idea what it was. Cass could obviously sense her distress and walked up to her Maman who immediately softened. “Yes sweetheart?”

    “Complicated, but Family.” Mari knew that Cass meant that even though they acted the way they did they would all fight and die for one another but she wasn’t certain anyone else got that. Her Maman studied Cass for a moment before nodding.

    “Fine for now. But you boys will not act like this if you come to my home. Do you understand?” Dick and Jason nodded frantically but Tim still seemed to have no idea what was going on. Damian just glared at everyone. Luckily Alfred chose that moment to walk in with the others.

    “Holy shit you’re Luka Couffaine!” Jason and Dick immediately went up to him to talk about music and what it was like to work with Jagged stone.

    “Bourgeois?” Tim was blinking at Chloe like she’d just materialized out of nowhere.

    “Drake. Still trying to survive on will power and caffeine I see.” The boy just continued to blink at her and Chloe rolled her eyes. Damian marched himself up to Kagami with a determined look.

    “Your fencing skill is adequate. We should spar.” Yeah, he was definitely Talia’s son. Kagami just cocked her head at him.

    “Perhaps, if it is acceptable to your father and Marinette.” He turned his glare on her but Marinette just grinned back at him.

    “He’s my dad actually.” Those were the only words she heard out of Luka but Dick and Jason both started yelling in excitement until they caught Alfred giving them a pointed look. “But honestly, he’s far more fond of Mari than anyone else. After all, she is his exclusive designer.” There was dead silence for about ten seconds before the room exploded.

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  • missnatts30blog
    27.11.2021 - 3 days ago

    Fuck it I'm Tim ✋🏻😩

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