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Pairing: Dick Grayson/Wally West Characters: Batfam | Justice League A/N: My first Posted Fic on AO3 and Tumblr, have fun reading. AO3

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It had been a long day for the Justice League. They had been fighting off an alien invasion since the sun broke through the night.

The aliens were of no big threat, weak as they were, but the sheer amount of them threatened to drown Gotham.

It was an interesting choice to start an invasion as it surely wasn’t the most appealing of humanities cities. Gotham is dark and cold to outsiders, keeping only her children warm and close.

The JL were sure the Dark Knight wouldn’t have even let them in to her to help if it wasn’t for the number of the enemies. As the sole protector of Gotham even he had to accept their help.

At least that was what the JL thought. They knew next to nothing about the Bat. How Superman had convinced the lone Bat to join was a mystery for all but Wonder Woman. They were the only two who seemed to know a bit more about the dark knight, though they never admitted to it when asked.

They were just about done fending off the invaders as, in a last desperate or maybe plain petty move, the leader of the aliens let go one last spell as he fled onto his ship and closed the portal behind himself. The spell manifested in a blue lightning that felt ice cold as it rushed past Barry and made next to no sound as it hit.

As it hit the person next to him.

The person next to him had been Batman.

Barry turned around as quick as he could, which was very, he’s the flash after all, just to see the dust settle and where once the dark knight stood now only a ball of black fur sat.

It took Barry’s brain long enough to compute what had happened that Hal had figured it out before him.

“Did- Did spooky get turned into a cat ?”, Hal’s voice trembled. As he carefully approached the bundle of darker-than-the-night fur.

Said bundle swiped his claws at the green hero, leaving a deep gash in the approaching hand. The wail that followed cut through the air and called over the other JL members. All of them were ready to fight which brought out a chuckle from Barry. Wonder Woman shot him a glare and Superman looked confused as he saw the, frankly, enormous black cat in between his teammates.

“Batman clawed me!” Hal squawked. He pointed at the cat in an accusatory manner and then stretched his bleeding hand towards the other members.

“Batman?” The man of steel asked, he tilted his head in confusion as he studied the wound and then the cat.

It was sat there with an air of self satisfaction while eyeing Hal. He raised a paw, clearly showing of his claws that glinted in the rare Gotham moonlight, he tenderly started cleaning the paw. Sending very familiar glares towards his victim.

As the cat then lowered his paw the team could finally spot the grey bat shape that cut through the deep black fur on the feline’s chest.

It was then that it clicked for everyone. Batman had indeed been turned into a cat.

He was certainly larger than any cat Barry had ever seen before, reminiscent of his large stature as a human. Even in cat form and hidden by the long dark fur this cat was muscular enough to make Barry self conscious. And even in cat form Batman kept his incredible jawline.

Barry felt weird feeling inferior to a cat. A shiver went through his body as the Cat settled his startling blue eyes on him. The Batglare™ translated way too well into the dark knights feline body. Barry was glad that the cat went and glared at each member separately, certainly expecting one of them to do something. Not wanting to make the man angry, Barry decided to be the one to do something, so he opened his mouth,

“So what do we do now ?”, Even he was disappointed in himself so he tried again, “Does he remember being Batman,” he went and tried to meet the cats eyes as he asked, “Do you remember being Batman ?”

The dark knight nodded and Barry could swear he looked glad that things were finally moving along.

“That is a good start.” Wonder Woman cut in, finally the rest of the league started to recover from the initial shock of their most stoic and scary member turning into the scariest cat to ever walk the earth.

“We should contact Zatanna, she should know how to reverse this.” Aquaman suggested and then added a quiet, “I hope.” He stepped away to the other side of the rooftop they were on to do just that after receiving another of the fluffy knights glares.

The rest of the team just stood around not knowing what to do. Hal nursed his now healing hand while Green Arrow kept making fun of him.

“If you think it’s so funny why don’t you try and pet him ! He’s vicious ! And he hates me !”

“I’m not that stupid. I know he’ll claw my eyes out.

“Pussy.”

That single word is all it took for Green Arrow to give petting the cat turned vigilante a try. While he grumbled, “I’m not a pussy!”

Barry who had decided to simply sit on the roofs ledge next to the black feline together with Wally, he saw the other green idiot of their team approaching and started to shake his head while sending silent warning towards him. But a stupid man’s pride is hard to fight as he watched his teammate reach out his hand. His body leaning as far away as possible.

Before he even touched Batman’s fur the silence of Gotham was teared through by an impressive screech. A big, bleeding gash was now present on Green Arrows hand and he stumbled backwards as he clenched his hand in pain. Certainly annoyed with the green men Batman stood up and moved for the first time. He moved with the mesmerizing grace of a cat and you could see the impressive muscles dance as he hurried across the roof and became one with the shadows even as a cat.

“I’ll follow him!”, Wally called out before Barry could stop him. The JL watched their youngest member sprint after the cat. They stayed behind as they didn't want to anger the bat by all moving through Gotham's streets without him allowing it.

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Wally really did his best to keep up with the dark knight but the man was now small, way quicker and this was Wally’s first time in Gotham. It took everything he had to keep track of Batman as he traversed his home terrain as if he had always been a cat.

After chasing the black shadow for at least 10 minutes (?), Wally was bad with time, he came to an abrupt halt as he watched the black cat climb the roof, he followed of course.

On the roof stood a sleek figure that Wally didn’t recognize. The person turned around revealing a blue bird logo stretching over his full chest and down his arms. His face was only covered by a simple blue domino mask, with white lenses that reminded Wally of Batman’s cowl. The man’s hair was black and framed his face beautifully. Wally’s gaze kept nervously jumping between the skin tight suit and the face of the stranger.

Wally was ripped out of his mesmerized state as the man spoke with an accent he couldn’t place, “Flash, what are you still doing in Gotham ? I thought the aliens already left ?” It was said in a friendly tone and the man was smiling but Wally could feel the danger behind the words. It was a subtle way to warm him to get out of Gotham. It send a shiver down Wally’s spine, it was unfair that the guy was this attractive while threatening him.

“I-“ before he could give his explanation, Batman stepped out of the shadows in his full feline glory, meowing one single, impressively deep meow at the man.

The vigilante, Wally guessed at least, looked at the cat for just a second before breaking out in a loud, gorgeous laugh that earned him the Batglare™. But to Wally’s shock the young man didn’t react at all to the silent threat. No, he even moved forward and scooped Batman into his arms before Wally could give him a warning.

But the young vigilante stayed unharmed. Batman simply started purring as the man scratched him behind his ears. Batman was purring. 'Holy shit!'

“This is definitely a first for you B.'' He let out a giggle as a wide grin settled onto his face. ''I know of some people who would absolutely love to see this!” The young man started to move to jump of the roof but was stopped by Wally who had moved forward and grabbed him by the arm with a, “Please wait!”

Batman glared at him and Wally wanted to run away but steeled his heart as he quickly released his hold on the black and blue vigilante. “Can I ask who you are ? Where are you taking him ?” Wally asked sheepishly. He could feel himself blush as the other vigilante gave him a genuinely amused smile. God he was way too beautiful, so unfair !

The young man looked to the cat in his arms, he put on a fake and exaggerated offended look and called out, “You haven’t told them about me ?” The guy looked at Wally and as their eyes met, a seductive glint in the man's eyes, he added, “You kept this pretty thing from me B ? How mean of you.”

Wally was barely able to keep his jaw from dropping to the floor. He felt his whole system overheat as the man gave him a playfully flirty smile. “Name is Nightwing, it’s very nice to meet you.”

Welp, Wally’s brain was officially mush.

Before the flirting could go further Batman gently tapped Nightwing's face to get his attention back. Nightwing gave the cat a look and then gently tugged at Wally’s hand.

“Follow me.” He said while turning back towards the roof’s ledge. Batman flicked his tail to voice his discontent but was skillfully ignored by the other Gotham vigilante.

They moved through Gotham quickly but not as quick as they probably could considering Nightwing was carrying an enormous black cat. That didn’t stop him from showing off a trick here or there though while smiling at Wally in that brain melting way.

They stopped after a while on top of a tall building next to the even taller Wayne Enterprises Tower.

Nightwing tapped his comm and it clicked to life.

“Hey Red, is the baby Bat still with you ?”

“That’s great, I’ll be coming up with a new friend.” The grin that placated itself on the vigilantes face made Wally nervous, a grin like that never meant anything good but as it was directed at somebody that wasn’t Wally he actually got excited to see what had Nightwing smiling like that.

To Wally’s surprise the WE Tower had a secret elevator that was activated with a system that reminded him a lot of the Zeta Tubes.

He was interrupted in his marveling by Nightwing, who pulled Wally into the elevator with an unfair smoothness and Wally could feel his heart explode and his face heat up as he was now way too close to the black and blue clad vigilante. Nightwing, all though smaller than Wally, was leaning forward, propping himself up with his arm that he had promptly placed next to Wally's head, pressing Wally against the Wall. It took everything out off Wally to not faint as Nightwing leaned a bit closer and whispered into his ear, “Hey cutie~”

Wally could feel Nightwing's warm breath on the little skin his suit showed and his gaze settled on the soft lips of the flirty vigilante before him. His eyes then traveled down the man's body, clearly eyeing the captivating anatomy that was wrapped tightly by the black fabric, until he saw that Nightwing was standing on his toes to make himself tall enough for the move he had pulled. Wally could barely contain a snort as he regained his brain functions and swiftly reversed their positions. He was now properly towering over the other man. Wall slamming him in sweet revenge. A satisfied grin on his face as he saw the other blush ever so slightly. ''If anything you're the cutie here.'', He said only to suddenly feel a shudder running down his back. He turned his head and spotted the Batcat starring at him as if he had murdered the man's entire family.

Nightwing also noticed the disturber and huffed out in annoyance accompanied by an eye roll that translated despite the domino mask. He gently pushed past Wally to prevent any actual murder. Wally suddenly righted himself, when he felt Nightwing playfully squeeze his ass as he moved past. They were now standing either side of Batman which seemed to please the dark knight.

They rode up the elevator while Wally and Nightwing shared a few glances that Batman certainly wasn't happy about. As the doors finally opened again they revealed a more than tired looking teenager, a domino mask slapped on haphazardly. The elevator ride had been much shorter than it actually felt to Wally he now realized.

The smell of coffee hit Wally hard as the teen vigilante opened his mouth to say something only to stop as he noticed the Cat turned dark knight.

It took a moment before he was keeled over laughing, hard. Wally was absolutely startled by the blatant disrespect the Gotham vigilantes showed Batman. He wondered about their relationship to the man.

''Red, what are you laughing about ?'', A young voice came from an opened door a bit down the hall. The coldness of it reminded Wally of the Big Bat and it deeply unsettled him. He wondered if that was what the man had sounded like as a child before he went on to wonder if the bat ever was a child. He just couldn't picture it.

''Baby Bat !'', Nightwing called out and brought Wally back to reality. He watched as the black and blue vigilante rushed down the hall and scooped a child up into his arms and then started to turn and swing the child around above his head. Wally was embarrassed to admit that his gaze lingered way too long on the man's cake factory.

A-hem Ahem

''Would you please step out of the elevator now ? And maybe stop ogling.''

Wally turned a new shade of red, redder even than his hair as he begrudgingly did follow that advice, and stepped out of the elevator. He only now noticed that Batman had moved to sit next to the teen vigilante and Wally could swear the cat gave the teen a very disapproving glare.

''I did sleep. Do not look at me like that B.'' The teen said leveling Batman with a unsettlingly similar glare. It was impressive how they seemed to have a full conversation with only their eyes, despite the domino mask. It ended as Nightwing approached, the child, the 'Baby Bat', on his hip. The kid did not look happy to be carried, his arms crossed and a scowl clear as day even through the black domino mask he too was wearing. It wasn't crooked like the teen's though Wally silently noted.

Now that Wally observed the three people in front of him he had to wonder if they might be brothers. They all had black hair, though at different lengths. The only difference were their skin colors, half brothers maybe ? The way they acted though made it clear to Wally that they were at least brothers at heart, if not by blood.

Wally was yet again called back to reality as he heard Nightwing's gorgeous laugh, while he had been lost in his thoughts the child had noticed Batman. He looked incredibly troubled and caught between wanting to pet the cat and knowing who that cat really was. Wally couldn't help letting out a chuckle while watching the boy twitch with indecisiveness. He froze as a batarang suddenly embedded itself in the wall behind Wally next to his head. He would've been hit if not for the speed force. He choked on his own air as he met the child's glare.

''Robin could you please not kill Flash ?'' Nightwing asked, a hint of amusement in his voice.

''It did not hit him, he is fine. He laughed at father, so he should be prepared for death.'' The child vigilante snarled back.

Wally could swear he saw a hint of fondness behind Batman's glare this time. He could also hear the teen mutter a 'God damn demon brat', followed by a louder, ''Good going at revealing that tidbit of info idiot.''

'Father', it kept replaying in Wally's head. Batman has children. Plural.

The guy he had been crushing on and who had been flirting with him is probably Batman's son. 'I Wall slammed Batman's son... In front of Batman.'

Wally's whole body vibrated with nervousness and he could swear that he was about to phase through the floor. To his luck Nightwing tapped his shoulder and saved him from that. ''You okay there handsome ?''

''Ew. Get a room.'', The teen called while the mini Batman simply scowled at Wally, way to similar to Batman. Wally's whole body shook at that. He watched Nightwing stick his tongue out at the two in retaliation.

It was then that Wally decided to change the topic before he was killed, ''What is your name by the way ?'', he asked the teen. Said teen looked at Batman and then at Nightwing, again they talked without a single word, though Wally could swear he could hear a quiet chirping sound this time.

''My name is Red Robin.'', the teen turned towards Wally offering him a hand to shake. Wally not daring to offend a Bat, shook the hand and added a, ''Pleasure to meet you.'' Though it took everything in him not to blurt out a 'like the restaurant?'.

''Hope meeting me was more of a pleasure.'' Nightwing inquired, boldly plopping his head on Wally's shoulder while hugging the taller man from behind. Wrapping his hands around his hips. Wally froze in shook before relaxing into the touch. '' 'course it was.'' He smiled while cupping Nightwing's face with one hand and giving him a flirty smile. Both of them were blushing, though it was barely visible in Nightwing's case while plainly obvious in Wally's.

Meow

A deep growled meow came from Batman and Nightwing separated from Wally with an eye roll. The Dark knight stood up, tail swishing angrily as he moved to sit in front of the elevator doors.

''I guess we probably should, huh ?'' Nightwing said. ''You driving us Red?''

The teen rolled his eyes and didn't answer, he did move towards the elevator though, so Wally guessed that he would drive them, where ever they were going. Wally was visibly nervous but he went along as Nightwing took his hand and gently tugged him towards the now open elevator. The whole group entered and Wally suppressed a chuckle as he saw that Batman had allowed Robin to pick him up. The cat half the child's size. It was a sight to behold.

The drive was awkward as the three brothers chatted about their patrol and Wally couldn't join in. Though he was flabbergasted as he learned that Nightwing had actually been fighting the aliens with the JL, he had been taking care of all the stragglers the JL missed. While not one of them had noticed the helper in the shadows. Wally then was promptly pulled into telling the other passengers embarrassing stories about the Justice League. He was hopeful but the speedster was not treated to any embarrassing anecdotes about the big Bat. Could that guy even do something embarrassing ?

The drive was over fairly quickly. Wally marveled as the water parted and they drove through the waterfall into a deep dark cave. The Batcave actually existed ! Wally was speechless as his eyes darted all over the place. His eyes immediately zeroing in on the Bat-Mobile as they got out of Red Robins fittingly Red, definitely custom, WE sports car. He wasn't allowed enough time to even glance at the other many vehicles parked at the garage entrance as the Bat-Brothers hurried up some stairs leading up into the rest of the cave. They were clearly used to this place.

Wally was caught in a perpetual state of awe as he spotted the workshop, the many bat and not bat themed weapons and other items. He was especially mesmerized by the different suits in glass cases along the wall. He noticed that most were empty sans a bright yellow suit. Wally quietly counted the empty cases. 1... 3... 6... 9 ! He counted nine empty cases. ''I work alone my ass'', Wally muttered and Red robin and Nightwing both chuckled at his words.

Wally was absolutely not prepared for the monstrosity that was the Bat-Computer or the giant T-Rex, giant Penny and giant Playing card for that matter. He looked at Nightwing for answers, a desperate and pleading look on his face. He got a laugh in answer but also a very welcome vigilante leaning onto him to steady himself in his laughing fit.

Red Robin smoothly jumped onto the chair in front of the Bat-Computer and twirled the chair around as he got in position. Again Wally noticed that he seemed very used to this. Quick, hurried keyboard typing then a voice asked in a deep drawl, ''Yo, replacement what ya calling fo' ?'' Wally could hear flesh hitting flesh in the background and the sound of pained groans. It quieted down after the sound of a breaking bone ringed through the comm.

''I need you to herd some lost sheep to the Batcave.''

''Lost sheep ? Care to elaborate Red?'' The man on the other end of the line sounded confused. Wally felt bad for him as he saw a mischievous grin spread on the teen's face.

''I think that's enough info, it's simple really. I'll send you the coordinates.'' Red hid his grin expertly. His hands flew over the keyboard masterfully while he spoke.

It was quiet for a few minutes. Then seething voice rung through the comm, ''Why the FUCK, is the JL here ? DON'T tell me those are the lost sheep replacement.''

Red didn't answer, Wally could see him fighting a laugh down. ''Replacement, I know you're laughing. You're so payin' for this.'' The man drawled then the comm clicked off.

While the three waited Wally watched Red Robin type more on the Bat Computer, it was almost too fast for even him to follow. Then his gaze wandered over to Robin who had walked back to Red's car and was now carrying what Wally guessed were their vigilante suits. He brought them to the cases and started putting them away. Then Wally glanced at Nightwing who had been standing right next to him. Their eyes met and Nightwing pulled him to sit down on a work bench.

Wally then realized that he hadn't seen Batman since they left the car. He started to look around and search for the Cat turned man when he found him sitting next to the keyboard, observing Red working. He met Wally's eyes and Wally quickly averted his gaze again, settling them on the much more pleasant view of Nightwing's gorgeous face. Said face was scrunched up in worry. Wally didn't quite know what to do so he simply placed his hand on Nightwing's hand in a hopefully reassuring manner.

It was then that the sound of a speeding motorcycle cut through the silence. Shortly followed by a fridge of a man sprinting into the room. His face hidden fully by a red helmet, Wally could feel the anger seep off of him. Wally half shocked on his breath 'That's the fucking Red Hood'. Hood promptly tackled Red Robin who had gotten up and moved away from the expensive technology, probably expecting it.

Seconds later the whole of the Justice League rushed into the cave as well. Wally watched Superman almost crash from shock as it dawned on the team where they had been led.

''Welcome to the Batcave.'', Nightwing chirped, he had moved to the railing looking down over the parking lot of the cave. His hands spread wide as he addressed the clearly stressed heroes.

With a red flash Barry stood next to Wally, looking him over. ''I'm okay uncle.'' He couldn't help the fond smile at the older man's worry. Nightwing Looked a little disappointed at being ignored. Though he quickly got what he had hoped for as Hal exclaimed louder than need be, ''HOLY SHIT IT'S REAL!''

A wide grin settled on Nightwing's face and he beamed with excitement as he eyed the hero. Wally watched with shock as Nightwing promptly climbed on top of the railing and launched himself up and forward. He rushed forward but he could only watch as Nightwing did some very impressive somersaults and landed with the grace of a thousand swans. The heroes were as flabbergasted as Wally, though he had quickly moved on to being captivated and leaning onto the railing. His head propped up in his hands as he swooned over the vigilante.

''Damn, you're like gone gone for Dickwing, huh ?'' Wally startled at the deep voice from behind him. He whirled around to see Red Hood look at him with a smugness that showed despite the face wear and the voice modulator.

''It has been quite disgusting to witness.'', Robin shimed in from the side. He had at some point left to change into more comfortable clothes. ''Truly.'', Red agreed from next to Hood.

Nightwing had in that time signaled the JL to follow him back up and they had hesitantly complied. Barry joined his team again once they reached the top.

''So Red, why the fuck did you have me lead the JL to the suppose-to-be-secret Batcave ?'' The question was promptly answered as Batman moved to sit in front of Red Hood. It took only a second before Hood fell to the floor loudly cackling at the Cat turned Bat. The JL, sans Wally, watched with baited breath. Red Hood a famed Gotham crime lord laughing in Batman's face. No way the bat won't break his No-Kill-Rule, right ?

But nothing happened except for the dark knight angrily whipping his tail from left to right. The JL were speechless. Even more so as they noticed that Red robin had taken out his phone and was filming the scene. Wally couldn't help but giggle at the whole sight. Nightwing joined him, leaning close to Wally and making his heart skip more than one beat.

It was then that the familiar sound of a zeta tube firing up could be heard. A computer voice announced 'A26 - Zatanna'.

Everyone watched as she strolled into the cave casually and with much confidence. She pushed past the the JL members blocking the way until she stood in front of Batman. She eyed him for a moment before a relieved look settled onto her face. ''It's easily reversible.'', an air of relief settled over the cave and a few people were able to finally breath out and relax their tense shoulders. ''Should I reverse it right now ?''

Superman opened his mouth but before he could make a sound Red Hood shot out an answer, ''Hell nah ! The others have to see this !''

''They should be here soo-'' Red Robin started but was interrupted by a teen sprinting down the stairs behind them and the rumbles of more motorcycles pulling into the cave.

The dark skinned teen, a domino mask placed even more crookedly than Red's on his face, was followed by an old posh looking butler. He too wore a black domino, holding onto his arm was a woman dressed in a comfy over-sized wool pullover and a pair of black leather pants, matching her leather cowl. The JL members recognized her instantly as Catwoman. Yet another rogue in the Batcave. Nervous and confused glances jumped from her to Red Hood and then to Batman, still a cat by the way.

Catwoman looked a little confused herself until she spotted the big black cat. She let go of the butler's arm and rushed over to scoop up the feline. She cooed excitedly until she spotted and saw the bat symbol on the cat's chest. It seemed to click then why the JL were present as she started to laugh loudly. She stretched out her arms to observe the fluffy knight in all his glory and then held him up to show the other presences that had joined the crowd without anyone noticing. Well nobody except for the Gotham natives of course. Three young girls were now cooing over the Batcat, who seemed to have just accepted his fate. With the ding of an elevator another girl joined, masked as all the other Gotham vigilantes were. She was sat in a wheelchair but she still moved without sound. Which Wally had only now realized all the Gotham natives in the room did. Another boy had at some point joined them, for once with brown instead of the black hair the other boys had.

Wally was very amused as he watched the group coo over Batman, passing him around while petting him. The JL completely frozen still and absolutely out of their element. For about twenty minutes it stayed that way until Batman voiced his desire to finally be human again with a single deep meow.

He was gently placed on the ground and Zatanna approached him. She spoke some words Wally could not understand and with a bright flash the Cat had been turned into the familiar tall, broody vigilante. The first thing he did is let his gaze wander over everyone in the room. Then a deep tired sigh escaped the man. It sounded very human, a rare thing for the always composed man. Wally noted for himself that it sounded like the sigh of a tired father.

''You have some explaining to do, huh old man.'', Hood chirped and earned himself the Batglare™.

''I guess I do.'' The Dark Knight conceded nonetheless. ''Justice League, meet my family.'' At that the Batfamily gathered to one spot and basically stood at attention, sans Catwoman and the Butler. Batman motioned for them to speak and so they did.

''Name is Nightwing, oldest brother, first Robin.'' He gave a playful salute and a wide excited grin. It made Wally's heart skip another beat.

''Name 's Red Hood, second oldest, second Robin, EX-Crime-lord.'' He shot the JL an angry glare as he emphasized the last part.

''Black Bat, actual second oldest'', the, especially next to Hood small, woman quietly said. She gave Hood a look that he met. Wally stifled a laugh, it seemed to be an ongoing argument between the two.

''My name 's Red Robin, fourth oldest, third Robin.'' He gave Barry, Oliver and Hal a very pointed glare. Wally face palmed as Hal muttered, ''Like the restaurant ?'', A batarang promptly left a cut on his cheek as it flew past him.

''Spoiler, not B's child, kinda was Robin for a bit.'' She slightly curtseyed with her cape, a wide sunshine like grin on her face.

''Bluebird, also not B's child, though he keeps trying.'', She laughs out loud and Spoiler high fives her.

''Bluebird's Brother, Oracle-in-training, not B's child.'' He gave a sheepish smile and also gave his sister and Spoiler a high five, although much more timidly.

''Oracle, also not a child of B.'', She swiped her red hair back over her shoulder dramatically and smiled smugly. She too was promptly High-fived.

''I'm Gotham's Day time hero, I go by The Signal.'', The teen gave the JL a very warm and friendly smile.

Robin was last, he donned a complacent smile, he puffed up proudly and then spoke, ''I am the current Robin and-''

He was cut off as the others of the Batfamily sing songed his words for him ''The blood son!'' He looked absolutely pissed and grumbled a few curses in a language that Wally did not understand. The rest of the group were thoroughly amused by his reaction.

Catwoman had moved to Batman's side and had taken his arm and leaned in close. No one had noticed, too enthralled by the young vigilantes. She opted to not introduce herself or explain her relationship with the bat. No one dared to ask either.

The last one to introduce himself was the butler. ''I have been given the moniker Agent-A. It is a pleasure to finally make the acquaintance of Batman's friends.'' He bowed slightly towards the JL.

Hal was of course the first to speak, ''Spooky has children. children. Plural.'' He sounded absolutely bewildered and as if his world had just ended.

''You think of us as your friends ?'' Asked a flabbergasted Barry.

''hnn.'' Was all the big broody bat answered but it was enough to almost bring a tear to some JL members eyes.

This was a big step and they all knew it. Batman had opened the extra, fortified door to his heart ever so slightly. He trusted them enough to tell him about his family.

Everyone felt a little warm inside as they left the Batcave after chatting a bit with the Batfamily, they shared some stories and answered some questions.

One after the other the Zeta called out their designation as they left the cave. Wally was the last, unwilling to leave just yet. Nightwing stood next to him as he typed in his code. Hesitating before he left, he was very happy as Nightwing grasped his hand in his hands and pulled it up to his lips to give it a gentle kiss. He smiled at Wally and said, ''See you around handsome.'' Then he let go of Wally's hand and Wally found himself in his city next to his uncle.

He felt something in his hand. It was a piece of paper with a number on it and a 'call me handsome ;)' written underneath it. Wally's brain promptly shut down and had to reboot. Batcat was the best thing that could've ever happen to him. He was eternally grateful for that alien.

he is so girly pop

(source)

Me when Danny Sexbang:

Btw, just a little disclaimer:

I know that a lot of people in the Oneyplays fandom (which I am currently really active in) do not like the Game Grumps or anything associated with them. While I now know the reasons I will not start switching sides or anything because I do not know any of the people in this conflict in real life. I'm neither friends with DingDong nor Arin Hanson but I know for a fact that GameGrumps as a channel has gotten me through one of the worst times of my life and has helped me become the person who I am today.

Especially the WindWaker playthrough where Dan talked about his OCD and his depression has helped me realized that I am not alone (I do not have OCD, I do have diagnosed depressive episodes though) and for that I will be forever grateful.

I know this whole disclaimer is quite random but I just wanted to put my perspective out there, especially because I put the GameGrumps into my Oneyplays fanfiction (which I did before I knew of DingDongs and Julians experiences). I do not plan on changing that though.

I just hope this can be a save space for fans of both to express themselves because hey, in the end, none of us were part of the conflict.

(Oh and by the way please stop mentioning Arin being a bad guy because there are recordings of him saying the N-word when I literally listened to an episode of sleepycast yesterday where Zach said it as well 💀)

A Heartstruck Collision - Chapter Index

Masterlist

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me but with Zach

losing my mind over this brown turtleneck

Spent so much time on Instagram that I forgot I can like all the freakistuff on here again without having to worry about anyone I know seeing LMAO

This how I feel fr

A Heartstruck Collision

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Masterlist

Pairing: Zach Hadel x f!Reader

Warnings: None

A/N: This is gonna be a slow burn fanfiction and Zach won't show up til some chapters in so I hope you can have a little patience for me :> This is super self indulgent btw as you can see from me making Game Grumps an intrinsic part of the story

Tags: If you wanna get tagged for the next chapters, just let me know!

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Living in L.A was.. different, to say the least.

Don't get it confused, it wasn't horrible but it certainly was a different experience from what you had known of a “normal life” up until that point.

If you had to use just three words to sum it up, you'd probably say: loud, busy but fun.

You had moved there a few weeks ago after landing a job as an animator at the Game Grumps Company. Your bosses, Arin Hanson And Daniel Avidan, had, after years of only talking about it and never acting on it, started working on an animated Series called “Game Gyaru”.

The ad hadn't just drawn you in because you had been a fan of them for many years, but also because of the style that they were going for. 90's anime with all the good stuff: Magical Girl Transformation, feel good humor and beautiful sparkly, saturated images.

Not only the job offer was great in and of itself but the pay you were about to receive would definitely make up for some of the left over student debt as well as the fact that your apartment was being paid for you by Arin or rather, his company.

They say “never meet your heroes” but in this particular case, you might've just gotten extremely lucky.

You had your first meeting with the Grumps just a week ago. It hadn't been anything special. A few awkward handshakes, tripping over your own words and an introduction to your new workspace (which featured one of the most expensive and fancy drawing tablets you had ever seen by the way) and of course, a brief meeting with your future colleagues. Well- a brief meeting with their names so to speak.

Apparently Ross O'Donovan, which you had been following as well, would be working on the project alongside you in addition to some other names that you haven't had a face in mind to connect them with.

They were most likely cut from the same cloth as you, other kids who just graduated from an art school that totally drained them and that have been begging for a stable job and finally getting a chance to put their degree to something useful.

As you had gotten home after your first day there, it had felt surreal. It still did even a week later and the mere thought of what your younger self would say if they saw you working under their favorite content creators was definitely tripping you up (hence the periodical screeches you had let loose whenever you thought about the matter at hand)

Much to your dismay though, all of the excitement for your new job was not enough to get you to finally properly move into your home. There were still about a dozen boxes standing around, just waiting for you to finally confront all of the useless stuff you had bought and acquired over the years.

Then again, you justified the leftover boxes by saying that you had already unpacked all of the very important stuff like dishes or clothes and yet you knew that someday you would have to face the consequences of your own procrastination.

“Did you just move in?”

“Oh no I uh.. I've been living here for a year now”

You could already hear the conversation happening in real time if there ever came a moment where you invited someone over.

‘Not today though” you thought, a sleepy yawn accompanying It. The last few days had been spent wandering around L.A or doodling various characters to try and get yourself in the right headspace for the coming months. An Art-Block would definitely be the worst thing that could happen right now so drinking in the entirety of a new city should hopefully keep your inspiration going.

Deciding to wrap up for today though, you finished your glass of water and closed your sketchbook, letting the pen collide with the hardcover of the book.

The apartment wasn't really big, yet that was absolutely fine. It meant that keeping the place clean was going to be significantly easier and the chances of losing your keys or important letters sank by at least 5%.

Just as you closed your bedroom door behind you, your phone vibrated in your pocket.

>>Hey there! Arin wanted to text you himself about tomorrow but he got kinda caught up so I just wanna make sure you're ready for tomorrow? :D<<

The text you had gotten was from Ally. She often aided Dan and Arin with their endeavors and all of their projects so it was no surprise that she also assisted with this one. Your encounter with her last week had been quite short lived yet her welcoming personality had you immediately feeling like this was going to be a comfortable working environment and one of the first things she had said to you was:

“And if there is anything you need, you can always come to me, I've got an ear for everyone”.

If that wasn’t the sweetest first thing you had ever heard while being somewhere completely new, you didn't know what was.

>>Hi :) Yeah I'm good, a little nervous but I'm sure I'll manage o7<<

You threw the phone onto your bed, pulling out your pajamas and putting them on, another vibration from your phone telling you that Ally had probably responded.

>>Oh yeah I totally get that dw! Just for your own peace of mind though, you really don't gotta get caught up with putting on a show or acting super professional, we're all friends here :D<<

You couldn't help but smile at that message. That interaction alone contradicted everything that you had heard about working life. Your parents and teachers had done a great job with the whole “that won't fly later in life” and yet here you were, using emoticons while speaking with one of your superiors.

Part of you was excited to rub it in their faces the next time you would call and yet you knew that they probably wouldn't look at animation as being a serious job. At least not if you weren't working for an actual company that had their shows playing on public tv.

Even though it was a sad thing to think about, they'd probably be more impressed if you were working on Family Guy.

With a tired sigh you plopped down on your bed, the slatted frame squeaking beneath your weight.

You contemplated for a second about whether or not you should cover yourself with your blanket. Another aspect that needed adjusting was the heat.

Luckily your apartment had air conditioning but you didn't want it running the whole time. Just because someone was paying for your place didn't mean that you had to max out every cost as much as possible.

Before drifting off to sleep, you decided on the old “one leg covered and one not”, using your body's built-in AC system (which actually worked quite well).

As you slowly succumbed to your own tiredness, your head was filled with all kinds of different images. Some were familiar, clearly influenced by the events of the past days but there were some which didn't quite fit into any picture.

You had met one of your, up until now unknown, colleagues. His face was obscured, your mind clearly leaving out the one part which would make it realistic.

You couldn't really make out what the conversation was about, only the feeling of butterflies to indicate what it was about.

Your hands had touched briefly as he took the pen from your hands, leaning over your shoulder from where you were sitting at your desk. You swore that your body actually started to heat up from what was just a random dream.

He was correcting your drawing a little and then he looked at you, his face so close to yours now and even though he had no face you just knew that he was smiling at you, his gaze softly looking at your lips and back into your eyes.

Gently, he put the pen down onto your desk while you were slowly closing the distance between you.

You felt his breath on your skin, his lips ghosting over yours, almost, finally touching-

“Ughhh what the fuuuck…”

Alright, your first paycheck would buy you an alarm that doesn't sound like an army drill.

Rubbing the sleep from your eyes, you slowly sat up in your bed. Motivation to start your job wasn’t necessarily the issue, of that you had enough. Sadly though, your sleep schedule had a mind of it’s own. Still remembering all the nights you had spent up and working on your portfolio only for some company that ended up using the Chairman’s son (who had no degree or any creative abilities whatsoever) to design their new bougie logo.

Some might say that there was bitterness attached to memories such as those.

Deciding that huffing and puffing over previous job opportunities wouldn’t get you out of bed though, you finally stood up. Immediately regretting it as you felt your head spin from the sudden movement.

Maybe a little less motivation?

You slowly made your way toward the small kitchen, coffee being the only thing on your mind when it came to the matter of waking up. As you waited for the old machine to get started, you went back into your bedroom. Opening the wardrobe and looking at it. Contemplating.

You wanted to seem put together but also not too much - didn’t want to set expectations that you would only be able to hold up for a week maximum.

A simple t-shirt and jeans. Yeah, that is business casual, right?

In a way you felt stupid for even having to think about the whole thing. It would most likely be no issue if you showed up in sweatpants and a tank top for your whole time being there, as long as your work was good nothing else mattered.

Especially working as an animator, you had learned from personal experience that after 30 minutes your body seemed to magically shift into the most absurd positions anyway. So better be comfortable than not.

After donning on the not so carefully planned outfit, you walked back to your now steaming coffee. One look at the watch on our wrist told you that you had about 20 minutes left. Downing the beverage in a span of time that would definitely result in stomach issues, you opted for the bathroom. The mantra here was the same as with the clothes: Not too much but not too little.

***

The office was nicely cooled, a stark contrast to the humidity outside. You already heard many unfamiliar voices coming from your workspace, nervousness bubbling up inside you. ‘What are these other people like?Would they be way better at this whole stuff?’ Would they fire you if they saw that the others were more qualified? Usually you wouldn’t talk so negatively about the degree that you had worked so hard to get and yet in moments like these you always felt so inferior.

“Yeah, (y/n) should be here any minute now as well.”

As you heard Ally’s voice, you took one last deep breath. ‘It’ll be fine, just play it cool. You’ve come this far’

Turning the corner to the animator’s space, you were met with three unfamiliar faces. They weren’t scary looking or anything, the whole scene itself just felt comical and intimidating. As if you had been intruding on something even though they had been waiting specifically on you.

“Hey, sorry, hope I’m not late or anything?” You glanced at your watch once agin. Just on time.

“Oh no, we all showed up more or less right now so nothing to worry about!” Ally showed you a sympathetic smile to which you couldn't help but reply with one of your own.

The introductions luckily went by quite fast, leaving little room for any awkward silences that you always dreaded when it came to meeting new people.

For one, there was Hayley who seemed to come straight out of the hipster era from the 2000’s. She had long blonde hair that went far past her shoulders and was contrasted starkly by the red beanie which she had pulled halfway over her head so that a lot of the fabric was casually hanging down at the back of her head. It was already clear as she introduced herself that she was an energetic type of person. That and the fact that she had been living in L.A for 3 years now, definitely made you feel a little inferior, even though she seemed friendly.

Jackson, a tall brunette guy whose style was very normal (in a good way), had also been living here with his girlfriend for about one and a half years now. The way he talked and the ease with which he spoke made him appear confident and yet there was something very humble about him. Perhaps a sort of ‘gentle giant’?

Lastly, there was Raphael. He came over to the USA all the way from France and although his english was as good as that of any foreigner who dismissively says that their “english wouldn't be very good” (which was the universal sign of their english surpassing even shakespeare), he still had a french accent which drew everyone in as he was talking. It sounded so much more fancy even though it was just a regular introduction. His hair was tightly coiled at the top and what especially stood out about Raphael was the white tattoo on his right forearm. The white ink stood out like it was some magic seal and depicted a moth breaking out from its cocoon, one wing already free'd.

Out of the other two, he was the most timid one and the only one that felt like he felt as out of place as you did.

“Alright, now that all of us are here, I just wanna make sure that all of you got the mail about the concept for the Pilot?”

Everyone agreed in a half-unison “yeah”.

The Idea for the Pilot was quite simple in and of itself. It was no secret that the whole series was heavily inspired by shows like Sailor Moon or Cowboy Bebop which is why it was set in a sci-fi world which still felt all retro-y. The episode was supposed to start with a little sequence in which Arina was playing an arcade game in their little spaceship and of course, she was losing and punching the machine. Then, Daniella was supposed to come into frame and tell her, in typical Dan-fashion, that it was alright to which they’d have a little banter.

Afterwards, the actual story of the series was supposed to begin. Their superior, a man who coincidentally had a lot of similarities to Barack Obama, informs them about a mission. A woman apparently paged them because her son was acting strange.

The whole episode basically forms about one bit where Arin pretended to be a monkey child called Franklin that was out of control. With the crucial detail that this behavior was caused by some cursed jewelry. The Pilot should end by Arina and Daniella stopping the main villain's henchman who was hexing said jewelry - meeting the big bad guy in the end as well. Typical foreshadowing.

After the brief recap of what was about to happen, all of you sat down on your desks, getting comfortable with the new equipment. Since Arin and Dan had already evaluated some of your concept art and decided upon which would be the best way to start, it was basically just piecing together the puzzle. Well, a puzzle which had to be drawn up and then cleaned multiple times but still.

After a while of experimenting and Jackson and Hayley actually getting somewhere with their segments, Ross also entered the office.

“Sorry I’m late everyone, I had to work on this other thing as well. I'll try to be on time in the future.”

All four of you reassured him immediately, partly also because you all had immense respect for the guy and his abilities.

“What have you gotten so far?”

“Me and Hayley just finished sketching up like three frames of our scenes.”

Ross nodded, trying to see where he could fit into the picture.

“You guys are still getting used to the program?”

His gaze fell onto Raphael and you who could only reply with a sheepish smile in return.

Was it bad that you weren't working as fast?

“If we have to hurry up you can tell us, it's just like new and all. I for one never worked on an actual series up until now.” Raphael spoke up, his accent naturally swallowing up certain letters.

Ross immediately put up his hands:

“Oh no, no, all good! I just wanted to check where everyone was at.”

He scratched his chin, seemingly in thought.

“Okay, this might sound super stuck up and shit but should I maybe take on the role of director? If I remember correctly from your portfolios, none of you have worked on a series so far, which isn't a bad thing-” he hastily added in between.

“I'm just saying cause I've been here the longest as well. Might make things a tad bit easier for all of us.”

It really didn't sound arrogant, it was just the truth after all. No one opposed the idea of having someone as an actual director, seeing that it would probably help the entire flow of the team in the future.

After a brief discussion of how the program worked and how to approach the whole project in the best way, the tension that had been present in the room before practically dissolved immediately.

Ross, having worked with multiple animators already, was definitely educated in how to make beginners feel alright with their abilities and there was a silent aura of thankfulness surrounding all four of you as you continued to work.

***

“Whew, good job everyone! Holy shit that is like so much for one day!” Ross looked at your screens with an astounded expression.

Very much exhausted from concentrating and your hand having cramped up like five times today, you finally stretched. It was one of those that made you feel dizzy and like you were ascending into another plane of existence.

“Do you guys have any plans now?” Ross asked, cracking his fingers one by one.

“Nope, not really. Well, aside from sleeping.” Hayley let out a breathy laugh and got up from her chair.

“I’d invite you guys out for a drink if you want to, some team building and what not.”

That offer would definitely not be turned down.

Ross had mentioned a pub that was actually in walking distance (a miracle from what you knew of American cities). And so, after telling Arin that you'd be finished for today, you guys made your way over there.

The conversations were held light, except for Jackson who saw this as a great opportunity to shower Ross in compliments about his works. The Australian seemed to be slightly overwhelmed by the onslaught of support but he hid it quite gracefully.

You stayed behind everyone as you walked, your social battery needing to be refilled a little before entering a place where conversation was inevitable. You weren't opposed to social interaction, you pretty much appreciated it and realized that you needed it and yet being in a new environment with what were basically just strangers (no matter how famous they were online), was absolutely draining.

As you entered the bar, you were immediately hit with the smell of alcohol and sweat. It wasn’t irritatingly strong but it was recognizable by everyone as you entered, faces twisting for just a split second.

Ross sauntered over to the counter, it was clear that he knew the barkeeper behind it. She vaguely gestured to a corner of the establishment, a little round booth where you were supposed to sit down.

You were leaning back against the soft cushioning off the wall, stretching your legs beneath the round table. The bar looked quite nice, you had to admit.

The whole place looked like it came straight out of another century but not worn out or scuffed. No, it looked fairly well looked after and it seemed that there was definitely no shortage of customers. If anything, you had gotten lucky that Ross had connections or otherwise the plans of a drink after work would have been quickly snuffed out.

The conversations started flowing once again after everyone had gotten their drinks. You mostly decided to listen, chiming in here and there if you had anything in mind that you thought would contribute nicely to the conversation. Otherwise you just sipped on your beverage from time to time, letting the alcohol relax you a little bit more, your fingers still hurting a bit from the way you were holding the pen the entire day.

“Yeah, my parents weren’t really happy with me moving across the entire world.” Raphael confessed, a look of guilt on his face. “I can imagine, you gotta tell us what it’s like in France, I’ve always wanted to go!” Hayley exclaimed, interest clear in her voice.

“It’s not super special, although the cities look nicer, no offense!” Raphael giggled. That you had to agree with. The beach was about the nicest thing in L.A that you had seen so far. Not to mention, walkable cities, who?

“I’ve been to europe once and yeah, it’s like entirely different with how the streets are and all-”

“Ross?”

You all looked up to the voice that interrupted the conversation.

“Oh Chris, what the fuck? What are you doing here?”

Ross got up and hugged the guy whose name apparently was Chris. Could that be the guy from DoodleDoods back then? You remember enjoying the creepy things he used to draw up seemingly on the spot. Didn’t he also have a gaming channel? What was the name again? Oney or something?

“I wanted to come here with Lyle but I think the fucker forgot or something cause I can’t find him anywhere.” He half laughed, he didn’t seem to actually be bitter about it.

“Aw that sucks, well yeah I’m here with my new animation team!” He excitedly pointed toward the four of you now awkwardly sitting in the booth. You gave a little wave to Chris who showed me a little smile in return.

“Animation- oh yeah right! The Game Gyaru thing I remember.” Ross nodded.

“Yup, that’s Raphael, Hayley right next to him and there are Jackson and (y/n)”

“Awesome, nice to meet you, I’m Chris!”

“Wait, you do OneyPlays right?” Jackson spoke up to which Chris threw up his hands in a gesture of feigned defeat. “You got me.”

After another minute of standing around had passed, Chris decided to simply sit down along with all of you, Lyle wouldn’t be showing up anymore anyway - his own words.

What surprised you about him was that talking to him felt very.. normal.

With the Grumps for example there was this feeling of “Oh my god they are internet legends” and although they were just regular everyday people, it still felt surreal talking to them.

The atmosphere in the bar was casual, like you couldn’t make any mistakes and as everyone was agitated in conversation, you realized that living here and working with all of them might actually turn out to be a really fun experience.

{ I am not shaming anyone it's just not for me 😭 }

I stumbled upon one single Koenig x Reader fanfic and now I might have a developing case of CoD Brainrot. Pray for me