Prompt: If your requests are
open, could you write a oneshot were batsis,who’s between Tim and Damian’s age
or is Damian’s twin sister, is constantly ignored, like they don’t mean to but
she’s just kind of invisible to/overshadowed by the batfam, so she decides on
staying with the superfam over summer to help at the Kent Farm (Of course
Alfred knows but he doesn’t tell) and the batfam doesn’t notice till like a
month in that batsis isn’t at Wayne Manor and they’re trying to find her and
Being the granddaughter of the Demon Head isn’t all it’s
cracked up to be. Being Damian’s twin sister is even worse.
“Not now, Y/N”
Your father keeps his back turned and continues to talk to
Damian. “Dad, I just …”
“I said not now!”
Damian’s lip curls slightly when he glances at you, “Leave
now, Y/N. Father and I are discussing the Mission, which you are not a part of”
You flinch, and quickly leave the cave. “Alfred?”
“In the study, Miss Y/N. Were you able to talk to your
“No, he was busy with Dami, he didn’t have time to talk to
Alfred sighs quietly, “You cannot allow the men of this
house to ignore you, Miss Y/N”
“I try Alfred! I try to get their attention! But I’m just
not good enough! I’m not part of the Mission so I don’t warrant any attention!”
Gentle hands draw you into a brief hug, “You do not need
your fathers permission, this time. I will allow you to go to the Kent farm for
the summer. Who will be there?”
“Kon, Clark, and Clarks mom, Martha. I’m gonna be helping
out around the farm”
“Very well. As long as you promise to write to me at least
once a week.”
That forces a chuckle out of you, “This isn’t the old times,
Alfie. I can just call you”
“Perhaps I enjoy receiving letters, Miss Y/N”
“Alright, alright, I’ll do both. You’ll keep me updated on
“Of course. Now” Alfred gently nudges you toward the door,
“It is time for you to pack. I received a call from Mister Kent, he will be
here in three hours to pick you up”
You and Clark land in front of the Kent farm, Kon landing
behind you. “Why is this bag so heavy?!”
Rolling your eyes you turn and take the duffel bag from your
friend, “Stop whining! You have super strength, and the bag isn’t that heavy!
It just has cloths in it!”
“Clark? Is that you?”
“Yeah, Ma! I brought Conner and Y/N with me!”
Martha Kent quickly steps out to the front porch, “Well
don’t just stand there come give your mother a hug!” Clark smiles, quickly
giving Martha a hug, Kon is next, and the, surprisingly, Marth wraps her arms
around you. For a split second, you panic, not having receive a hug from anyone
but Alfred in a long time. “It’s so nice
to meet you, Y/N! I hope you enjoy staying with us. Come on now, I’ve made pie”
Clank stands beside Conner, “They ignore her you know, the
Bats. She didn’t even tell them she was leaving. The poor kids touch-starved
and she doesn’t even realize it”
Conner nods, “I know, but Grandma will fix that. The two of
us will just have to make sure that she has the best summer possible”
“Yeah, we will”
“Pennyworth, who were you talking to?”
“No one, Master Damian, just a family member of mine”
Damian’s eyes narrow but decides to let the subject go,
“Father would like to know if you have seen Y/N. Todd asked where she was, and
Father has not seen her”
“I can’t say that I have, Master Damian. I have not seen her
in quite a while”
Damian hums, “Very well, I will tell father and Todd”
Almost an hour later Jason comes up from the Cave. “Alfred,
Damian says that you haven’t seen Y/N? How long has it been?”
“Quite a while, Master Jason. Come to think of it, I cannot
quite remember the last time I saw Miss Y/N”
“Damn, well I’m gonna try her phone again. If you see her,
will you let her know I need to talk to her?”
Once Jason leaves, Alfred picks up the phone and calls Y/N.
After a month and a half the rest of her family has finally notice that she
wasn’t in the Manor.
“I don’t know, Kon. I’ve never ridden a horse before, what
if I fall off?”
Conner chuckles, gently picking you up and putting you on
the back of the horse, “If you fall, I’ll catch you. You don’t have to worry
about falling, Blueberry’s really smooth”
“Alright, as long as you stay with me”
A gentle hand steadies you in the saddle, “Don’t worry, I’ve
Once the two of you get going, and you learn how to balance
on the horse, the ride is surprisingly easy. The two of you make a loop around
the farm, just taking in the open land. By the time you get back to the farm
house the sun is starting to disappear behind the horizon.
“It’s so peaceful here, I wish I didn’t have to leave”
“You can come back whenever you want, you know. Grandma
already said that you’re welcome whenever.”
Before you can respond, Clark steps into the barn. “Alfred
called while you were on your ride. He said your father has finally noticed
that you aren’t in the Manor. Jason actually noticed you missing first.”
“I’m not missing, I tried to tell Dad where I was going, but
he was too busy to listen”
“Well, you might want to call him and tell him you’re fine,
because he just sent out an emergency alert to all members of the Justice
Clark runs a nervous hand through his hair, “Batman called a
meeting, all of the original members of the Justice League are gonna be there.
I think you should call him, let him know that you’re safe, and tell him to
call off the search”
You’re shaking, everything seems like it’s too much as this
point, “He can’t be bothered with me when I’m at the Manor. Clark I’ve been
gone for a month and a half, almost two months at this point, and they are just
now noticing that I’m gone. I’m so done right now. I’m not calling him, I’m not
calling any of them. You can tell my father where I am when you have your
meeting, but he won’t be hearing anything from me”
“You know that I have to tell him, right?”
“You really don’t, Kal” Conner throws an arm around your
shoulders, drawing you close, “She’s right, they didn’t even notice that she
was gone. Y/N can just live here, with me and Grandma, somewhere she’ll have
people who care about her”
“Kon, you know that’s not the right thing to do …”
“IT’S NOT RIGHT HOW THEY TREAT HER!!” Conner visibly pulls
back, reigning in his anger, “It’s not right how they ignore her, it’s
practically child neglect.”
“I know, but now she can come here. Now she has us to look
after her. She’s always welcome in either of our apartments.”
“Thank you guys. You – you don’t know how much this means to
me. But, Clark’s right, he has to tell my father that I’m safe. You should
probably head to your meeting now, I’m gonna enjoy the rest of today with
Clark nods, pulling you into a tight hug before he flies
“What if we run away together. We can find some remote
island, I can fly back and forth to the main land for supplies. It could just
be the two of us, and anyone else we decided to tell”
You and Conner are laying on the roof of the barn, watching
the stars. You never knew how many of them there are, the Gotham smog tends to
block out all starlight.
“An island, huh? I don’t really think I’d want to live on an
island, too many sharks in the ocean. How about we live in the mountains.”
“That could work!”
“I’m kidding! I can’t just run away forever. Dad wouldn’t
stop looking for me, and then he’d pull out the kryptonite just to he could
beat the crap out of you!”
Connor pauses mid-laugh, “Clark’s on his way back. Bruce
will be here in the morning, he had to take care of something in Gotham
“Of course he did. The Mission is more important than
anything” Clark lands quietly beside you, still wearing the Superman suit, “So,
how did your meeting go?”
“Bruce was angry. Apparently, Alfred refused to tell him
anything, and at first so did I. Eventually I told him that you were somewhere
safe. He managed to deduce that you were here. He said that he’ll …”
“Be here tomorrow morning, yeah, I know.”
“I’m sorry, Y/N”
“It’s not your fault, Clark. Like I said before, nothing
comes before the Mission, not even his own children”
“Come down to the house, Ma made apple pie”
“Alright, it’s probably the last time I’ll ever have it. Dad
will probably lock me in the Manor and then forget about me”
“We won’t let that happen, I promise”
“What are you gonna do, Conner? Break into Batman’s house,
and kidnap me?”
Conner’s eyes briefly flash red, “If I have to, that’s exactly
what I’ll do”
The next morning comes too soon. You know that your father
is going to be angry, that he’s probably going to lock you in the Manor, and
that your twin is going to be pissed that he had to look for you.
“I could hide you in the barn, you know.”
You roll your eyes, “I’m not hiding in a barn from my own
father, I just wish that I could stay out here. It’s so … quiet compared to
Gotham. There’s no villains, no vigilantes, no galas, nothing like that.
Everything just seems simpler out here”
“I know what you mean. It’s nice to have a sanctuary. Clark
has his Fortress of Solitude, and I mean I could go there too, but I like it
“I understand. Did Clark say what time Dad would be here?”
“No” Connor takes a huge bite of her cereal, pointing the
now empty spoon at you, “He hasn’t tried to call you?”
“He can’t, remember, my phone slid off the roof, I haven’t
exactly had time to get another one!”
“Oh yeah” He pauses, tilting his head toward the door.
“Clark said that your dad is about 50 miles away, so he should be here in the
next half hour”
“Yeah, I assumed he would be here early”
“There’s still enough time, we can make a break for it …”
You just roll your eyes, going into the kitchen to help Mrs.
Kent clean up from breakfast. Exactly twenty-two minutes later Connor comes to
get you. The jet is less than a mile away, and Clark said that it would be best
if you were already waiting on the porch. The jet comes into view a minute
later. Taking a deep breath, you square your shoulders an raise your chin, it’s
finally time to face the music.
Jason is actually the first one out of the jet. He sprints
up the porch steps and wraps you tightly in his arms.
“Don’t you ever do something like that again, you hear me?”
He’s trembling, fine tremors wrack his whole body, “I thought something had
happened to you. I’m gone for 3 months and you go missing, no one’s heard from
you, no leads, nothing, you just aren’t there anymore”
Jason was the only one in your family, other than Alfred,
who didn’t ignore you. He was constantly stealing you away from the Manor just
to spend time with you, but sometimes he would go on missions that lasted
between three to six months. Half the time he wouldn’t be able to contact you
at all, and your father refused to tell you anything.
“I left a note for you …”
“Yeah, and all it said was that you were leaving for a
while. That doesn’t help me, short stack! You scared the shit out of me!”
“Sorry, Jay. I kinda expected to be back before you came
“I asked B to wait in the jet until I talked to you. He’s
pissed, Y/N. He flipped his shit when he realized you’d left. How long have you
been gone, kid? Obviously, a while, you’re a hell of a lot tanner than when I
last saw you”
“I’ve been here for almost two months as this point.”
Jason’s eyes widen, one hand running through his hair, “Two
months … You’ve been gone for two goddamn months, and your own father didn’t
“Um, yeah” You scratch the back of your head nervously, “I
left with Conner and Clark on June 16th, and its August 3rd
“I’m gonna kill him”
“Don’t do that! You promised me no more killing unless
“This is necessary!”
Mrs. Kent opens the front door, still drying her hands on a
dish towel, “What’s all this ruckus out here? Clark! Where are your manors?
Invite these nice people in for some snacks”
“Ma, I don’t …”
“Clark Kent, I know I raised you with manors”
“Yes, ma’am. Y/N, I’ll get Bruce and Damian from the Jet,
why don’t you, Jason, and Conner head inside”
Being stared down by your father and twin brother is extremely
awkward, especially when they aren’t saying anything. It isn’t until after the
snacks are cleared away, and everyone has once again moved out to the porch
that they say something.
“Are you going to return to Gotham with us, sister? Or are
you going to continue to run away and waste our time?”
“I didn’t run away, Damian!”
“tt” Damian rolls his eyes, mouth set in an almost permanent
sneer, “You do not tell anyone where you are going, refuse to answer your phone,
refuse to come home of your own violation … need I go on?”
“I tried to tell you and father! You two were too busy to
listen to me! I told Alfred where I was going, and if anything happened I was
living in the same house as two Super’s!”
Your father finally steps forward, getting in between you
and your twin, “What you did was irresponsible and selfish, Y/N. What if the
city needed me while I was out searching for you? People could have died
because of your actions. Do you know what it’s like to have to worry about
someone who …?”
Tears sting your eyes, “Go ahead! What were you going to
say? Someone who can’t defend themselves? Someone who’s a disappointment?
Someone who will never be the daughter you wanted? Someone who refuses to be
ignored any longer?!” You take a deep shuddering breath, finally meeting your
father’s eyes, “Then why did you come? Why did you come if I’m so terrible to
Bruce reaches out, tries to touch your shoulder, but you
quickly evade, “Y/N …”
“No, you listen. I’ve been gone for two months! Two whole
months, and you weren’t even the one to notice that I was gone! Jason noticed
before you did, dad!” More tears slid down your cheeks, “Do you know what it’s
like to be ignored like this? To be so easily forgotten? Dad, do you know why I
was allowed to live?” Bruce shakes his head, “I was meant to die shortly after
Damian and I moved in with you. Mother had orchestrated my death, it was meant
to bring you closer to her, out of shared parental grief. I’m not sure why I
didn’t die, but sometimes … sometimes I wish I did!!”
It’s like all the fight’s drained out of you, and now you’re
just tired, “It’s okay, Jason. I won’t argue anymore, I’ll go back to the
Manor. I won’t leave anytime soon, it’ll be just like before”
“Y/N, don’t …”
You turn, facing Conner, “Thank you, for everything this
summer. It was really nice to spend time with you, and I really hope that we
can stay friends”
Conner envelopes you in a huge hug, squeezing you tightly to
his chest, “Of course we can, we’ll be friends forever now.”
“I’m coming father, I won’t keep you from Gotham any longer,
just let me grab my bag”
“Don’t start your shit, Damian. Being your twin sister has
been hell, and right now I can’t take any of your insults”
Damian looks taken aback by your hostility, “I only wanted
to say that I am sorry for how I treated you in the past, and I hope you know
that … I will protect you if Mother ever tries to hurt you”
You let out an exhausted sigh, “Yeah, you’ll protect me, if
you even notice me. I’ll be back in a minute, I need to pack”
Once Y/N is gone Jason, Conner, and Clark turn to face Bruce
“You see what you’ve done now, Bruce? You see what I’ve been
trying to tell you for years? Do you even know that girl? She’s been with you
for six years now, she’s your daughter, and you don’t even know what her
favorite color is!”
Bruce straightens, “I understand that I haven’t been very
present in her life …”
“I’m gonna stop you there, Mr. Wayne. I understand that you’re
Batman, that you protect Gotham from the bad guys, but did you ever think of
how much damage you have done to that girl upstairs. Y/N is … she’s amazing,
probably one of the most kind hearted and forgiving girls that I have ever met,
and you’ve hurt her. You have made her feel worthless, like she doesn’t deserve
attention, and I’ve been working for two months now to fix that.” Conner
straightens his shoulders, “I’ll be visiting her a lot, just to make sure that
you don’t undo what I’ve accomplished. You have a really special girl, Mr.
Wayne, I’d hate to see you lose her forever.” Then the teenager turns and walks
into the house.
“He’s right, Bruce”
“I know he’s right, Clark! I know I’ve messed up! I don’t
need everyone here to tell me that”
Clark opens his mouth, but Jason beats him to it, “Then what
are you going to do about it!? You can bitch that you know how terrible of a
father you are, but what are you going to do to fix it? Because don’t think for
once second that I won’t take her away from you. Conner and I won’t let you
neglect her anymore. What you’ve been doing is considered child neglect, you’re
just lucky that she’s old enough to take care of herself or she might be dead
by now from your carelessness.”
“I’ll change, Jason, Clark. I’ll change for her, I’ll pay
more attention, I’ll listen to her, I’ll go to counseling with her, I’ll go to
parent classes if I have to! I didn’t realize …” Bruce breaks off when his
voice cracks, his hands tremble, “I’ll be a good father, I promise”
Damian places one hand on his father’s shoulder, “I believe
that we both have made mistakes, Father, and that we both have quite a long way
to go until we gain Y/N’s trust back”
“We’ll do everything in our power to make this up to her. I
didn’t realize how bad it had gotten” Everyone outside can hear Y/N and Conner coming
down the stairs, “We have a long way to go to make it up to her, to prove that
we care for her.” Bruce squares his shoulders, “We have to own up to what we’ve
done, it’s time to face the music.”
AND PLEASE LET ME KNOW WHAT YOU THINK IN THE COMMENTS
‘Oh my God. What the hell am I doing?’ [Y/N] kept asking herself as she ran hand by hand with Jerome.
‘This is so crazy.’
“Ha! Do you see what I see, Baby Cakes? We’re just like Bonnie and Clyde!”
[Y/N] didn’t have enough time to answer, she gasped loudly at Jerome who just shot a random guy who was about to get into his car.
Jerome laughed. “We have our own vehicle now.” He took a driver’s seat and waited for [Y/N].
She sat beside him and as his hand moved to reach her thigh she took it like she wanted to hold it.
‘Shit. Don’t you dare to blush!’
He only smirked at the situation, not letting go of her hand. Both of them didn’t say anything about it. What if he didn’t really wanted to reach her thigh?
She could feel how awkward it was, at least for her, that’s why she decided to say something.
“So.. Where are we going anyway?”
“We’re.. going to get my face back, [Y/N].” He giggled.
She liked his giggle, it was adorable.
She turned to look at him. “Why do you want your face back though? I kinda like the new look.” She said with a smirk.
He chuckled. “Oh Darling, you never fail to make me smile. I know I still look hella fine but you should’ve seen me with my face on.”
“Well, I’ve seen you.. that day when they found out you killed your mother..”
“Ah good ol’ days!” He said happily. “So tell me Gorgeous, what did you think of me?”
“Nothing!” She said a little too fast. “I mean yeah, uh, nothing.”
Normally, [Y/N] wouldn’t have a problem with lying but Jerome really made her nervous at the moment!
“Awww, c’mon, you gotta tell me.” He looked at her with puppy eyes, not caring about the road, wheels of the car meeting an innocent man because of it.
“Sorry! Didn’t see ya!” [Y/N] looked at the scene with wide eyes.
“Okay now, where were we? Oh right, answer my question, Toots.”
‘He really enjoys giving nicknames… Anyway, I guess I have nothing to lose.’
“Well.. I thought you were kinda.. cute?” She couldn’t help but looked down at her hands and blushed. She felt bad for feeling like this because of a sociopath. But he was really sweet to her, ya know?
She could feel like.. herself with him. Everybody always expected her to be perfect. She was so tired of this.
She was only a human being.
He smirked still gazing at the road.. “Don’t cha too sweet for me, Baby?”
“What do you mean she left with him?!”
“Look, Jim, I couldn’t stop them. I already told you, she just left.. like that. She didn’t even protest.”
Jim made a weird face at her words so she added “That’s probably because she was too scared..”
Inside she knew she was wrong. [Y/N] looked shocked, then shy but definitely not scared. Lee had no idea what to think.
“We need to find her. We need to find them.
[Y/N] sat on a table where Jerome was lying 3 hours ago, when Dwight was trying to bring him back from the dead. She was looking at Jerome’s back for 5 minutes as he moaned in pain. He was “putting” his face back on and he was almost finished. [Y/N] felt bad for him, she didn’t like him being in pain. He was handsome in her opinion when he had no face, so she was 1000% sure he’d be still handsome with staples.
Finally he finished his work and looked at Dwight.
“So, how’s the look?”
Dwight was really nervous. He was praying Jerome’s not mad but he noticed that [Y/N] was.
“It looks good..” He wasn’t very persuasive, was he?
“You wouldn’t.. lie to me.. Right, Dwight?”
He shook his head. “N-no. I-it looks good.” Jerome was smiling the whole time.
He looked like an angel in [Y/N]’s eyes.
Jerome noticed a gentle smile on her face and returned it.
“Now Dwight, would you stand over there? Me and Sweet Cheeks need to talk about something.” Dwight nodded quickly and almost ran to the place Jerome pointed out.
Jerome and [Y/N] moved aside and he explained, what he wanted to do. He wanted to leave a message for Gotham.
[Y/N] couldn’t be more excited.
“Testing, testing… Are we live? Are we on air?”
In the background you were able see Dwight, tied up to incendiary bombs.
“C’mere, Gorgeous, no need to be shy, you’re too pretty for that.”
She skipped to Jerome. “Hiya everyone!” She waved, giggled and kissed Jerome on the cheek. She was way more confident by now, thanks to her Puddin telling her not to worry.
“Some of you may know I died. Take it from me - death is dull! But coming back… that is something. Leave it to dying to give you a whole new perspective on life and I would like to share that with you.” He looked over at [Y/N] and blew her a kiss.
“Tonight, Gotham - in the darkness - there are no rules! So tonight, Gotham, do what you want, kill who you want. And when morning comes you too shall be reborn!” He took [Y/N]’s hand and fired an explosive.
“.. I don’t forgive you for my face.”
They started laughing like maniacs. ([Y/N]’s favourite kind of laugh) And left. Just like that. Again.
On daily basis, [Y/N] would feel bad. It wasn’t normal anymore, but on the other hand, she couldn’t be more happy to be with Jerome. They were in love! It felt like magic.
Like he was a Clyde to her, and she was a Bonnie to him!
You may wonder, why all of this had to happen?
I guess we will never really know. Maybe it happened because she was too tired of being a perfect child?
Too tired of having straight A’s?
Or too tired of rules?
Or maybe tired of always having to speak with respect?
She was too tired of one thing, she always had to be.