Batman: Gotham is quiet tonight
Batman, suspicious: too quiet
Meanwhile five blocks away:
Teen Dick: Swiper no swiping!
Criminal, crying: I'll turn myself in just please stop talking
My firm and very sincere belief that Tim Drake and Damian Wayne are the brothers that completely affirm each others paranoia fuelled contingencies for really inane situations. Its the most irritating thing ever. Like Damian will say “what if this girl scout is really just a means for someone to poison us” and Tim will instantly say “you’re so right, we need to do a homeland security level background check on the entire girl scouts chapter in gotham immediately”. The definition of bring out the worst in each other.
They’re not allowed to be in any living situation together without supervision because the last time they were left alone in the manor together, they literally created such stringent security measures that not even Alfred and Bruce could get into the house.
Anonymous asked:
Hi! Do you happen to have any Trans Batfam (especially Dick and / or Tim) fic recs (preferably transmasc)? A lot of times, I try to find good ones it's just all smut, and I don't really read that :/
Hii :)) sorry but I don’t have any that I know of off the top of my head but I can look for some!! If you want to message me I can send them to you if/when I do :))
Here’s my spidersona I made after no way home. I’m a little late to the party but whatever
Her original name was spider-babe :/ i think I’ll change it back to that
Here’s my spidersona I made after no way home. I’m a little late to the party but whatever
Anonymous asked:
OMG HIIII
WHAT ABOUT SPENCE WITH READER WHO JUST CUT OFF ALL HER HAIR LIKE GOT A REALLY SHORT PIXIE OR SOMETHING AND HES LIKE 😦
Idk this idea might suck it’s up to you! I love the thing you just wrote about Hotch btw 😭💖
Thank you!!
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Spencer’s still asleep when you get back from your haircut. He’d been on a case when you’d scheduled it, and you hadn’t bothered waking him when you’d gotten up because he’s still tired from the ordeal. But it means he’s got no clue that you’ve cut your hair short, so you lean over him on the bed with a devious grin.
“Spence,” you murmur, kissing the bridge of his nose, “Wake up."
He's dead asleep. You chuckle lightly against the flushed, heated skin of his cheek, warm and rosy from sleep, "Spence."
He stirs: "Hm?"
"Morning," You croon, "Almost afternoon, sleepy."
"Oh." Spencer keeps his eyes shut, letting your lips press staccato into his jawline as his hand smooths up the back of your neck. When he feels the ends of your hair prickle against his skin he frowns, picking at a few more strands before blearily blinking his eyes open.
"Wh-" He stares confusedly at you, sleep still holding him tight, "Where did your hair go?"
"It's on the floor at the salon," You laugh at his endearing confusion, "I got it chopped!"
"Woah," He breathes, hoisting himself up onto his elbows to squint through his sleepiness at you, "That's- angel, it looks great. I- you did that just now?"
"I had an appointment at nine," You nod, sitting down beside him on the mattress where his legs had been, "I didn't wanna wake you up. Surprised?"
"Very," He lets out a breathy chuckle, sifting through the short strands once more with his slender fingers. He grins when you kiss his chin, and his voice is gravelly with sleep when he speaks, "Hey, brushing your hair tonight after our shower is going to be a whole lot easier."
Always
Pairing: Marc Spector x gn!reader
Word Count: 1.3k
Warnings/tags: fluff, fluff, fluff, look i think Marc would be into Formula 1, is that just because I love F1... maybe?, sleepy!reader, soft!Marc🥰
a/n: 😬… I’m backkkkkkkk. Not that I think anyone noticed I was gone but I started anxiety meds and they've taken some getting used to. But I opened up my drafts the other day and found this and finished it, so essentially I started making it, had a breakdown... bon appetite?
(not my gif)
— 🕸️ : ꒰ work mom. ꒱
pairing :: miguel o’hara x fem!reader
synopsis :: you constantly doted on miles, causing you to earn the title of “work mom.” but… does that make miguel his dad in this scenario?
warnings :: sfw!! miles refers to reader as his work mom. super fluffy and no other warnings apply!
etc :: this is so self-indulgent, but i hope you guys enjoy! had a lot of fun with this one!
You had taken a liking to Miles.
You saw yourself as not a mentor, but a mother. Not that he needed one, certainly not. But whenever he came to HQ, you always made sure he was healthy, as happy as he could be, and certainly eating. Before you knew it, you were grabbing food from the cafeteria and making sure he had some whenever he visited.
Miguel took notice of this.
Another Chance
𓂅 𓄹 Summary: You go into labour and all you know is that you need Miguel more than ever.
𓂅 𓄹 Pairing: Miguel O’hara x spider-woman!reader
𓂅 𓄹 Warnings: Warnings: Mention of childbirth. Dad Miguel. Comfort. Fluff.
Happy father’s day to the best of the best!
Code: Mom
AN: This request has been sitting in my inbox for over a year. Sorry about that. It ended up being mainly fluff. Hope you enjoy it.
Prompt: Bruce wayne x reader? Please! Batmom going up to the watchtower dragging batman down to the manor so he can eat and pass time with the family :] some sassy/sarcastic comment along the way and the justice league. And fluff:) hope it makes sense :p and I love your writing!
The dinner table is quiet. All of your children are focused on their food, scarfing it down as quickly as possible. Dishes are passed without anyone even asking. The tension is so thick you could cut it with a knife. The league was working on some big case. You knew the basics, nothing more. If you knew too many specifics your anxiety would flair up. You knew your limitations. Your children and husband, however, did not. A fact that was driven home by your husband’s empty seat at the dinner table.
You weren’t even half way done when your children finished scarfing their food down. They all looked at you expectedly. They wanted you to okay them leaving the table to go back to work. You chewed a bit of food as you examined them. They all had dark circles under their eyes, Tim was nearly falling asleep in his seat, Dick was anxious and fidgety, Damian was staring straight ahead, Steph was staring at the ceiling, Jason was sitting with his eyes closed, and Cass was watching you.
You set your fork down and stand up, they all follow suit. They’re all ready to race back to the cave and to their posts. You simply smile and say, “Code mom.”
They all freeze. You hadn’t called a code mom in years. The last time had been when the Joker was terrorizing the city. They had all worked themselves to exhaustion and you had forced them to take eight hours off to sleep.
The protests start in the next second. You lift your fingers to your lips and let out a sharp whistle. You know what they do is important. They push the boundaries every single day with little thought to themselves. You however, are always thinking about them; you’re their mother. “You know the deal. You all promised to never put me through it again.”
They go silent at that. Technically it had happened when Jason was robin. Most of your kids hadn’t come into your life yet, but they all knew the story. It had been years ago, when the world had been invaded. You’d been forced to watch meager television coverage, and scan the computers in the cave for more information. You haven’t heard from your husband or children in nearly two weeks. You had been an absolute mess with the rumors of their deaths one minute and them fighting the next. You’d had several anxiety attacks in those weeks.
When your family had finally made it home, they had broken bones, cuts, and bruises, you wouldn’t let them out of your sight. Bruce had had to work from home, and only patrolled two or three times a week, and the kids hadn’t been allowed on patrol for nearly two months. The lack of information had shaken you to your core. That was when Bruce had developed code mom.
You had the ability to call a code mom in times of extreme stress, when you saw things heading downhill for either yourself or your family. It was a required twenty four hours of rest and family time to make sure they were in top shape to do what they needed to do. And right now, a code mom was needed.
You look at your kids, “Warm showers all around, and then bed. At least eight hours.” You turn to Alfred, “I’m going to go get my husband.”
He smiles and you head to the cave. You don a mask, and teleport up to the station. No one bats an eye at your presence; they’re all too busy running around dealing with whatever is going on. You slide by groups of heroes in the hallway, and make your way to Bruce’s area.
He commands several groups, and you watch him for several minutes. His voice is hoarse, there’s tension in his shoulders, and he’s even stumbling just slightly. He’s exhausted, and you would bet he hasn’t eaten anything decent all day.
You wait for him to notice you, and when he does he stops. So do all the others. He knows you hate the station, mainly because the teleporter. Combine that with the fact that you hate to involve yourself in the superhero aspect of his life, he knows you’ve reached your tipping point. “It looks like things are finally under control.”
“Barely.”
You cross your arms and he drags a hand over his face, “Code mom?”
You smile and nod, “Code mom.”
“Lantern you’re in charge. I need some rest.”
With that the two of you are on your way out. When you make it back to the cave he
leans against you. You help him change out of the suit, get him in a shower because he stinks, and then get him dressed in a tee shirt, lounge pants and slippers. You get him to eat a few bites of dinner, before you get him in bed. He’s asleep within minutes.
You kiss his cheek before you go to check on the kids. Steph is fast asleep, her eye mask firmly in place. Cass is curled up in a ball in the middle of her bed, surrounded by fluffy blankets. Dick, and Jason are in the same room. Dick is in his bed while Jason is curled up on a pallet on the floor. You have a feeling the younger brother snuck in when the older was already asleep. You find Tim asleep in his big lounge chair. He has a close laptop in his lap, which you take and set on the bed, before covering him in blankets. Damian is asleep with Titus laying across his feet, Alfred the cat curled up by his head, and at least a half a dozen stuffed animals.
You check on ALfred last. He’s still up; enjoying a cup of tea and his newspaper. He simply smiles at you before you head back to your room. You climb into bed and have just settled in when Bruce reaches out and drags you into his side. He cuddles you close, presses a kiss to your temple, and the two of you fall fast asleep and let go of your worries and fears until tomorrow.
Bruce still does the tooth fairy thing for the kids.
The bats are constantly losing and having to replace their teeth. Because you don't get hit, kicked, and thrown on your face almost every other night and keep all your teeth.
So imagine early on when Duke first stays at the manor. He comes in saying how he was thrown into a car and lost a tooth on patrol.
They tell him to put it under his pillow for the tooth fairy. He laughs it off like , "OkaY, the tOotH fAirY."
The next morning at breakfast
Dick: "How much did you get?"
Duke: "Get what?"
Dick: "From the tooth fairy?"
Duke: "Oh, haha, right."
Steph: "?...Wait...Bruce?!"
Jason: "Why didn't he get anything??"
Bruce: "Don't ask me. The tooth fairy probably couldn't find it."
Duke: "You're not joking? You were serious about leaving my tooth?"
Tim: "Yeah, B always leaves money."
Bruce: "Untrue. The tooth fairy leaves money to children who lose a tooth. Not me."
Jason: "Yeah, whatever, anyway, make sure you let him or Alfred know when you lose a tooth and leave it out when you go to bed.
Bruce: "Alfred and I have no say in the tooth fairy's actions."
Tim: "We've caught him on camera, but he insists to deny."
Bruce: "Or perhaps you caught a clever disguse made to trick you?"
Dick: "... Just leave it out tonight, Duke."
Duke: "Okay, I guess I'll leave it out then?"
Bruce: "Somewhere the tooth fairy can find it easily, Is what I assume they would want."
Steph: "Smooth."
Damian *walking in*: "Father, thank you for the extra cash. This will go to the new treats I wanted to try for Batcow."
Bruce: "It wasn't me, thank the tooth fairy."
Damian: "... Yes, the tooth fairy. Thank you tooth fairy."
Bruce: "I think the tooth fairy appreciates that, Damian."
Everyone: *sigh*
(Cass is there the whole time casually eating because only Bruce knows that she sometimes will sneak in the rooms first to wait for him.)
Cass when Bruce finds her in the darkness of her sibling's rooms: "😃"
Spencer Reid x she/her!reader
A/N: I am currently obsessed w the premise of a reader who is just totally smitten by the super shy and introverted Reid from early seasons bc he deserved SO MUCH MORE APPRECIATION it upsets me at least thrice a day!
gif creds: @themoontaxi
Heaven Sent
“There’s an old Buddhist saying that, when you meet your soulmate, remember that the act to bring you together was 500 years in the making.” Spencer tells you with a thoughtful expression as you perch on his desk, smiling down at him in his office chair, your heart lifting in your chest as he continues. “So always appreciate and be kind to each other - there’s a corollary for friends!” And just like that, your heart falls back into place, but your smile doesn’t falter, there’s no way that it can when you’re still looking at him. “When you meet a true friend, you will be bound together through space and time for 500 years.” Spencer ends his tidbit of trivia with a smile that very nearly sends you flying from his desk and into orbit.
As per usual, you try to keep your cool, offering him a beaming smile. “Bound together through space and time for 500 years, eh? For a Buddhist quote, that does sound a bit Doctor-Who.” You tease lightly, and when Spencer’s eyes crinkle with a laugh that you have brought him, you feel all 500 years spent drifting through space to find him, smack you right in the chest.
꒰ 𝐍𝐲𝐧'𝐬 𝐌𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭 𝐑𝐞𝐜𝐬 𝐂𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧*ೃ༄
: ̗̀➛ 𝐚 𝐦𝐞𝐠𝐚-𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐢𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 | 𝐃𝐂
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