I Was Wondering If You Could Do A Batfam X Isekaid Neglected Fem Reader. I Only Read One So Far And I

Hi, I have a batfam x neglected reader angst request.

Reader is the neglected and misunderstood daughter of Bruce. She is older than tim but younger than jason. Reader is the spoiled daughter and a family disappointment.

Atleast according to the batfam.The scenario takes place on a gala night. Reader left the party early without informing the Waynes. She comes home red eyed and tired.

A reporter who wanted some story just decided to make his guess as the truth behind the story. He published in his newspaper that ms. Wayne ditched gala for getting wasted and some wild night if u get my drift.

At the morning this becomes a big scandal. Reader who just wakes up is confused on y the batfam is glaring at her instead of ignoring her. The family exchanged some hateful words while reader was speechless in confusion.

Bruce is so angry that he locked her in the basement without knowing she is afraid of dark and she is claustrophobic .Poor reader who had a panic attack and lost her consciousness within some time. Suddenly a news breaks out of a orphanage owner sueing the news reporter who started this issue for slandering reader.

Turns out due to being ignored reader turn to a orphanage as a volunteer just so she can get some love. This has been going on for years (working on a orphanage) and she loves all the kids there and kids love her too.

Especially the bond between a little boy and her is so special. Turns out she left the gala because he was met with an accident and rushed to the hospital.

She was red eyed because she was crying for that boy and tired because she was running from gala to hospital, hospital to orphanage.The batfam feeling worse when they know the truth.

Dick rushing to open the basement remembering reader being locked there. He opens the door to find her unconscious. Rest u can imagine.

Forgot to add that she spends the money on orphanage which they misunderstood as her acting spoiled.

I hope you like this prompt and write this request 🙏

I love this angsty fix omg and I damn well know dami is gon a be so jelly of that lil boy omg

HI! I love your writing style and I love the way you wrote the characters! I was wondering if you'd continue the "pull me in" work. No pressure though! It's just really good! You have a marvelous day :3

Hihi !!! >.<

I'm not sure when I'll update any of my works atm but I'll try

Neglected Reader x Yandere Platonic Batfam

-> au where reader is neglected but like they don't really care ? Like, yeah, it sucks that their own adopted family don't really care about them, but like they make their own life and are happy? Basically, the reader is just a chill guy man.

More of this au. 🍁🍁 , 🍁🍁🍁 , 🍁🍁🍁🍁

- reader's life starts off normally. They have a loving mom and dad who cared about them a lot, but one day, their parents got caught in a crossfire between the police and Joker and ended up sadly dying.

- reader is taken into the foster care system . Foster care system was kinda shitty , you know normal Gotham shenigans of misusing funds and staff corruption. Despite how shitty foster care was , reader still manages to make connections with foster siblings and make the most of it .

- after the reader's foster parents get arrested for allegedly selling drugs, the reader is placed into Bruce's care .

- first day of reader being at the Wayne's mansion , Bruce leaves her in Alfred's care before leaving to attending to do work . Alfred's introduces the reader to their room and reader is just amazed they got their own room .

- reader meets Jason first at a week of living at the mansion , and the reader gave them a simple 'hi' but Jason just looked at them like they were weird ? Reader didn't really care and just went about their life because like why should they care what some random thinks ?

- reader indulges themselves into learning law - finding it so fascinating how cases unravel out and plans to pursue it for their future .

- reader meets Dick like two months in and he tried being nice but didn't really engage with them unless necessary which reader didn't mind they were busy with other things.

- reader is a literal programming prodigy and literal has a whole programming side hustle that brings them in millions.

- reader meets Tim after five months of living there, and they both just glare at each other because Tim's like, why are they here? The reader just thinks he looks like a zombie.

- reader continues on their life - thanks to their programming hustle , reader gains a network of persons who can help them in their law career .

- five months living there and reader feels so bored there so they take up after school activities like boxing and debate .

- so far, only Alfred's been the one to talk to the reader, not that they mind they think he's pretty cool .

- reader discovers their vigilante life one night accidentally when they came home late from their boxing class and saw NightWing being patched up by Alfred in the kitchen. Reader pieces together that if Dick is nightwing then the others must be batman and robin.

- reader continues on her passion for law and ends up getting full ride scholarship to Harvard law and they immediately jump at the opportunity. They pack their stuff and tell Alfred goodbye and that they're going away to further their education and leaves the mansion since they can live on campus.

- despite leaving the mansion, the reader still keeps in touch with Alfred because they feel a little bad for leaving him behind .

- years pass and reader graduates and becomes the most sought after lawyer in America . Reader makes a name for themselves and is living up her life with her pet cat in her private penthouse in New York.

- one day Bruce is facing some legality issues and randomly brought it up around Alfred and Alfred is like " you can always ask your daughter/son they are literally America's best lawyer " .

-Bruce sits there shocked because what, for you mean he has a daughter /son, that's America's best lawyer . Damian walks in that moment and questions Bruce about it like, " Why hasn't he met them ?"

- Alfred then buts in with " Oh you haven't met them because when you arrived, they were already left to go to Harvard " . Bruce's jaw literally drops to the floor because he literally has a kid that went to Harvard without him knowing -.

- thus Bruce makes an appointment with you along with Damian and Dick because they were both honestly shocked at the news and low behold. Here, they are sitting in your fancy office waiting for you.

- you walk in looking all fancy and professionally in your tailored suit as you welcome them . You swear they look familiar but can't place it . Bruce and you go back and forth with the legalities - still in shock that you are his kid -.

- after their appointment, Damian can't shut up about how cool you are and asking Dick and Bruce questions about you only for them both awkward since they didn't know about you.

- the three of them tell the others about you and everyone's now very much invested in your life .

- Bruce arranges another appointment with you and you're like hellah suspicious because like y'all can communicate through emails or something you know but you shrug it off thinking he's old and that he doesn't know how to properly do emails yet.

- Regardless you met Bruce at the arranged appointment meeting place, and before you could even do anything, Damian literally picks you up WWE style and throws you into the limo . Bruce literally starts lecturing him on the spot about how ' kidnapping is bad ' as if he doesn't make himself cozy in the front seat .

- and thus they drive off, and you're just sitting there like ' wtf ' .

Omg tysm💓💓💓💓 and I agree neglected and yandere batfam are nice and all but reader deserves to be the favorite !!!!

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✐ an au where the reader is the favorite person in batfam because THEY DESERVE TO BE THE FAVORITE

one of the girls

(by the weeknd)

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- reader is an average person - literally, they're not a vigilante by choice, of course, though even though they don't take part in the vigilante life, it doesn't mean they don't help.

- reader is such a life saviour, especially after a particularly grueling patrol always coming in clutch with hot chocolate they made for everyone in cute matching hello kitty cups because they're girlie pop .

- reader always helps patches everyone up - giving everyone deserved head pats, especially to poor dick because he always goes too hard on himself .

- despite not being a vigilante - reader knows about who they are and what they do - kinda hard not too when Jason is crashing in the loving room couch with a black eye.

- despite having not being as tech savvy as Barbra and Tim , the reader always sits with them - always engaging them in the latest gossip, which helps time pass by faster !

-every morning, Cas and readers literally does hot girl yoga sessions in Cas' rooms because why not ? And of course, they're both giggling about how last night on patrol Damian totally didn't slip and fall when he grappled onto a rooftop.

- every morning before they get ready for school , all the girls are huddled in Stephanie's room, and they're all picking out what matching sweaters they're all repping to school and they're doing each other's eyeliner while Chappel Ronan is blasting in the background <3.

- During lunch , Tim and the reader and a couple of other friends are gathered around a lunch table playing uno - Tim literally always changing up the rules when he's losing which earns a playful smack from reader lol.

- after school , Damian and the reader both at the park playing with Titus in the park and feeding the nearby ducks in the pond . One time Reader fell in the pond and Damian couldn't stop laughing at them for a whole week.

- Jason and reader are always trying to one up each other on who can run up the stairs faster ( fun fact it's neither of them it's actually Alfred ) and they're both always grumpy when he beats them both because wdym an old man is faster than them -.

- reader and Duke always do homework together every night - both literally confused - literally the blind leading the blind because neither of them understands what their homework requires of them.

- dick and reader ends off the night by watching a random series like love island together and both gets way too political on who should end up with who and if either watches an episode without the other ITS BETRAYAL .

- reader and Bruce unironically text and communicate with each other in cringey memes, which only they find funny at this point -

- reader who helps Alfred with menial chores because they wanna spend time with him and plus Alfred is always spilling tea about his missions back in the day like wdym Alfred flirted with the Queen of England once -

- so all in all, despite not being a vigilante , reader is integrated in batfam's life so much so their literally dubbed the favorite sibling .

- like the one day reader spent the day with a friend's, Damian, Duke, Cas and Tim showed up and crashed it because they missed them so much . Reader had 12 missed calls from Bruce , 50+ messages rom Dick accusing them of not loving him because they abandoned him , a video sent from Jason of him eating reader's hidden stash of sweets and a message from steph saying she's stealing reader's hair curler .

- Alfred literally brags about reader like their the only grandchild he has 😭😭.

Overall, chaotic family shenanigans and overall batfam loves reader too much .

I HATE SPIDER LILLES

angst . gore . wip

summary : a lonesome child dies while a neglectful father loses himself to guilt and grief.

My body bleeds black as it eagerly gushes out my chest . The blade glistens in the faint moonlight - it looks so angelic , so beautiful as it lodges itself deeper into my chest . I want to cry - cry out to the world , cry out to everyone , cry out to them . There are so many questions, yet no answers . Why doesn't Daddy love me like he does to everyone else ? Why did my mummy have to leave me behind ? Why did my brothers have to ignore me ? Why does everyone hate me ?

It's unfair - so unfair that I have to die all alone in this cold , bleak night while they are wrapped in Daddy's warm arms - shielded from Gotham unwavering doom. My eyes strain as they stare out into the darkness- hopeful and naive searching for someone to save me from myself . Tears stream begin to stream down my cheeks as it dawns on me that no one was coming , that daddy and older brothers don't want to save me .

" I'm sorry daddy - I'll do better - I'll be better daddy , I'm sorry I disappoint you alot , I'm sorry I'm not strong enough daddy but - I can do it - I can be strong like jayjay - I can be smart like tim papa I promise - just gimme a chance daddy I can be like them - I can be fast like dick and I could be perfect like damian daddy please - please save me daddy please it - it hurts so much please ". I cry out but no one responds to me .

I let out a pathetic cry - was it too much ? Too selfish to plead for my daddy to save me from this cruelness ? Was I too weak ? Too imperfect for his perfect world ? Was I so forgetful , so useless to him that I deserved to die a painful , agonizing death ? Had I wronged my daddy by simply breathing ? Another painful cry leaves my trembling mouth - yet again questions left unanswered .

A spider lily blooms from the inside of my chest - practically weaving itself around the blade . My bloody , swollen hands reach to cup it like a desperate man would for water on a scorching desert. The petals are soft to touch - almost feather like . Is this what mummy's touch was supposed to feel like ? Soft? Warm ? Comforting? Its pungent scent invaded my senses - my body high on its vanilla like scent -

How sick , how cruel can death be ? How can it be so cold , so painful yet so warm and welcoming at the same time ? Was I always doomed to succumb to my own failure? Had my own brother predicted my downfall when he called me a failure and a waste of Wayne resources ?

Was I always doomed to die ? Did God hate me so much that he blessed my brother with a person to mourn him but left me without ? Another question left unanswered . More red spider lilies begin to bloom around me , swallowing me whole and for once - I give in - I embrace it for what does a child whom has experienced nothing from her own family left to embrace ?

I swallow another choked hiccup back - even now when certain death is about to consume me - I still bottle my feelings in fear of burdening others, even monstrous death himself. Spider lillies began to sprout from my own flesh .

Blood coating its red petals - like a wet blanket, its ire iron smell masks the once sweet vanilla scent . The flowers practically tear through my flesh , lovingly discarding my tissue about like confetti. It's painful, mummy , so painful, daddy - please save me - anyone please save me . I'm sorry for being me daddy - I promise to be better - I promise I'll be someone else anyone, Daddy, just make it stop .

My mouth opens to scream, but nothing comes out - nothing but another spider, lily - this time it's pure white . It sways it the wind like an enchanted being , a pure - untouched angel , an ethereal being spreading its soft love for all . The wind proudly ruffles through its prestine petals - a silent kiss of farewell from God , a kiss coaxing them to a far away land promising of a sweet , quiet , painless life. My dull eyes stare back into the abyss , this time, it's glassy , detached - its owner no longer belongs here , in fact they never had .

My eyes slowly closed in on themselves for the last time . Such a slow, pitiful death for a little girl . Left the world all alone and cold with no mummy and daddy to mourn her - no one to cry for her , no one to remember her . Such a sad faith for a little girl .

Bruce stares at name's dead body - guilt eats him alive as before him, his daughter's corpse lays on a plastic cover , cold and unmoving. He can feel bile crawling up his stomach as his mind digests how beyond mauled his daughter body looks .

His poor , innocent daughter lays there , and her once olive tone complexion turned into a sick ghostly pale . His shaky hands reach out towards her, unsure - how shameful is it that this was the first time he's embraced her in ten years ? He embraces her like a lifeline - like a drowning man would to a drifting raft in a vast ocean.

His worn hands traced the black , jaggered blade lodged in her chest - his eyes then dart to the spiraling spider lilly that wraps around it - as if this was some gift . How could such brutality present itself to be beautiful? How can it try to mask to horror of her heart torn into half with faux beauty ? He feels so angry - angry with the world , angry with himself - angry at her because how could she leave him - how dare she leave him in this cruel world with nothing but her cold corpse?

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He tries to rattle his brain of any fond memories of you both to mourn over and nothing come up - his brain is blank and a delusional part of him wants to blame the fact he's in shock but the little rational part of him left picks at him for the lack of time and love he gave to you.

He wants to desperately go back in time - eight hours ago to stop you and Tim from a bitter argument , to go back and stop Damian from utter harsh words , to go back in time to simply love you like he should of , to go back in time to comfort himself when he got the call from Gordon telling him they found your dead body in an back ally thanks to the neighbors complaining about a disgusting smell.

He desperately wants to go back and fix everything but he knows he can't- what's done is done and now he has to live with the brutality of your death engraved in him forever , live with the reality he's failed you and you won't come back.

He looks down at the red spider lilies that sprout from around and from you - he feels them mocking him - laughing at him because they got to surround you , in your final moments , got to cherish you like a loving family, - got to be with you. Something he can only dream of.

He grips your dead corpse closer , practically encasing you with his entire being . Hot tears flow down his cheek, and he begins mumbling. Sorry, and I love you's, but what good is it talking and apologizing to a corpse when you had the real living thing all your life ? From that moment on - Bruce hates himself for what's happen , blames himself for your death- for your neglect and most of all he's grown to hate spider lilies because he blames them for taking you away from him and his family.

Bruce dislodges the blade from your chest , your inky , black blood coats it like a fountain pen . He grips onto the blade' handle , knuckles going white and strained the more he stares at it . He carefully places it in a plastic container and pockets it immediately - he doesn't trust the GGPD with finding out what happened with you , doesn't trust them handling your corpse with the utmost care and live that you deserved to have .

His face hovers over your open chest , he cringes at the scent of your corpse rottening, and the iron smell of your spilled blood . He rests his face on your wound carefully - scared he hurts you even more than he already did . His cheek collides with your cold flesh and dried blood, and it's there he mourns you over your broken heart - it is here he allows himself to be vulnerable with you - allows himself to shed hot tears . He pulls you in closer , hands embracing you for the first and last time .

He wants to say so many things, but nothing pours out of his mouth . How utterly pathetic , how cruel , how unfair - why , why must even in his last moment with you - he can not express himself , cannot express the fatherly love he feels for you . Angry hot tears cascade down his face - so angry , so blatantly disappointed in himself that he's failed you again and again .

He holds you like that the entire night into the early , wee hours of the mourning until a tired Alfred had to pry him off you.

" Master Bruce, please," Alfred pleads as he holds onto Bruce's crumbling figure . Alfred feels a wave of de ja vulnerable in case he looks at your corpse and back at Bruce - everything is the same way it was the night Martha and Thomas died - just this time Bruce is distraught beyond repair and instead of delicate pearls scattered about , it's your own flesh , blood and spider lillies .

He swallows back as he takes in your corpse - he feels so guilty - he knows he could of done more - knows that he could prevent you from feeling more alone and hurt than you already did but instead of prevention he was the enabler.

" She's gone Alfred - gone - she's not - she's never coming back home." Bruce cries out, pained and strained as he looks back at Alfred - pain clearly etched into his features .

Alfred is left speechless when he watches the police put away your corpse into a plastic baggy and transfers in the into the back of a van . He eyes Gordon, closing the door shut and entering the vehicle - barking orders to his officers .

" She - she deserves better," Alfred finally murmurs . Silence drafts between them as they watched the van and other police cars take off - their sirens echoing down the quiet mouring of Gotham .

Bruce's eyes follow them until they're out of his eyesight before looking Alfred in his eyes , " I am going to find whoever did this to her and break them," he says with finality. Alfred looks at him - realky looks at him and a part of him wants to agree with him - that you deserve justice- another part of him screams at him that they were the true cause of your despair - that it was hypocrite of Bruce and himself to feel this way when they caused this.

Alfred nods, and both men walk to the parked limo - determined to fix things - to bring you back home - to shower you with love and warmth - to hold you like the precious flower that you are .

Don't worry, beloved name , daddy would fix things - daddy will bring you back, sweet girl.

TO LOVE YOU IS KILLING ME

summary :the only person bucky has ever felt seen , loved and cared by is slowing dying and he can only helplessly stand there and watch them go .

inspired by the let me down easy prompt

crds to this challenge goes to @fvckingavengers

Bucky knew he was a difficult person - from the way he unnecessarily had to check all his rooms , closet spaces to little hidey corners in order to stupidly reassure himself every night that he can indeed sleep here or the fact that hydra's taken everything that made him human.

It hurted alot when they took his arm , it hurted even more when they scrambled his mind but it destroyed him most when they took away his ability to feel - to connect to anything remotely human.

It hurts so much to see his teammates hug one another after a successful mission knowing he fully well can't bare to close to someone like that, bruises him to the core when he flinchs like a scared , wounded animal when anyone so much as brushes against him the slightest

This type of agony bucky would wish upon no one - not even his worst enemy. It's such a lonesome life - a life where everyone either avoids him or sends him pitiful looks. He sits alone - wondering - sometimes crying to himself in the lonesome comfort of his home when he ponders on why - why must he be alone ? Is he not worthy of companionship ? Not worthy of feeling connected ? Of feeling attached ?

It came to a high one day when he met you. You were a lonely, ghostly figure whom stood by overhanging cliff - he just so happened to be on a late night run, and naturally , his keen eye spotted your figure encroaching the overhanging cliff.

He immediately sprinted towards you - holding your shoulders , " Excuse me, you need to stand back," he orders. He was met with silence - and for a long moment, bucky had actually thought he was holding a ghost since you were so uncannily still until you slowly backed up towards his chest.

You hadn't said anything yet - didn't have to when you finally turned around to face him - a look of pain and suffering was etched into the contours your face , dark circles prominent under your eyes and your unkept hair kept falling into your face .

Bucky had to hold himself back from practically caressing your face - but decided against it paiinfully aware of how intimate such actions are . He just - something in him wanted to tell yu hat everything would be okay .Silence drags out for a long time - neither daring to speak. " I'm sorry ...you had to see that" your soft voice apologized.

Bucky almost hadn't heard it over the strong wind sweeping in, but thanks to the serum and his intense training, he managed to pick it up. " It's alright " he murmured. A long silence passes by again - this time not awkward like he thought it was - it was one of mutual understanding.

A while passes by, and finally, your figure turns away from him and retreats away in the night's smokey blanket . Bucky stands there as he watches your figure disappears before he himself retreats back home.

The next time he sees you - it is at the cliff - this time he's there first. It's late in the evening and few days has passed since that incident , the dark blue , rough waves crash against the black jaggery cliffs beneath him , in the distance the golden sun was setting - casting an angelic halo across the pink , orange sky above him.

His hands sunk further into the worn pockets of his leather jacket as he intently watches over the cliff - today was exhausting for him - too many meetings- too many eyes looking at him , too many eyes staring at him , too many eyes trying to pry him apart.

He inhales, and his head immediately snaps when he hears shoes crouching on fallen leaves. He spun around - alert , reading to take out the threat only to be met with your slumped figure approaching him.

He observed your hands tucked in your own hoodie , oversized pants that bellowed in the wind . Your worn-out sneakers had ducktape stuck on in odd angles, but somehow, to Bucky ,you had managed to upstage even the prettiest models even when you look like you don't try.

You approached him calmly - as if he wasn't some treat - as if he wasn't capable of ending your life in a matter of seconds. You stopped beside him and took in the view , " Didn't expect you here," you murmured as your eyes taken in the shoreline.

Bucky doesn't say anything at first- it feels weird to him that someone is actually talking to him - not out of pity , not because he is expected to do something, not because it's mission related but out of genuine interest.

The words die in Becky's throat - how strange - he was a warrior capable of so much - how disappointing he couldn't talk to you like they wsy he oh so confidently did before the war. He mustered everything within himself to answer you , " I just like the view" . You were silent , pursued your lips as you kept staring out into the vastness. " Me too" you finally answered.

From then on - every other day , bucky looked forward to seeing you by the piere where he could indulge in your comforting silence and non judgemental presence. Bucky notices himself always feeling more relaxed around you - it started subtle at first - like his fingers going on their own accord to intertwine with your own whenever you stood next to each other .

And gradually he's become accustomed to leaning on your shoulders. Most times you both didn't talk - didn't have to because you both understood each other through silence and slow touches you both bestow upon one another.

One day - one particular day you were staring off into the setting sun - face held grim . Bucky held his tongue- of course he's noticed but knows better than to push you for answers - too scared you don't come back to him or worse hate him if he did. " Don't get too attached to me" You said abuptedly disturbing the tranquility.

Bucky looks at you strangely , " Name, don't be ridiculous" he says as a matter of fact . Name doesn't say anything else after that - just opting to squeeze his hand again.

Days pass by - bucky has yet to visit to piere, too busy being wrapped up in mission after mission. Months pass by like this and finally- he visits the piere , a handful of forget me nots were in one hand , his face wears a smug smile .

He's in a good mood - for once he's approaching this piere with eagerness - he's confident that he feels something for you - confident that he wants to further what you both have - confident to finally tell someone I love you.

He spots your figure already there, and he eagerly speeds walk there . He back hugs you once he's close enough, and you simply pat his hand. " Name, I miss you," He confesses. Name gives him a small smile " Pierre's is always lonely without you " ( I miss you too) Bucky smiles.

As he hands you the forget me nots, " I have something to tell you " He says - shy but determined. You face him and tilted your head. Bucky coughs , " Name - it's been Years since I've met someone who's wanted me for me , who can see me for me - be there because I am me , I thought for a long time that I didn't deserve any happiness until I met you , Name ....I love you" Bucky confesses.

Name smile , " Bucky..I love you too but I told you not to get attached to me " You say with a somber smile . Bucky holds you , " What do you mean Name?" He enquires , eyes furrowed.

Name weakly reaches to touch his face but suddenly erupts in hoarse coughing fits causing her to bend over. Bucky holds name but her figure is already limply falling to the ground. " Name ?!" He exclaims as he crouches down to examine you.

" Bucky, I'm sorry, but I love you," you confess - this time coughing up blood in between. " and I'm sorry you had to love me". Bucky fishes out his burner phone and immediately starts calling Tony when reader reaches out her hands onto his to stop him " Please no - I'm right where I want to be" reader whispers as she leant onto his shoulders.

Bucky holds them." Name - name. What's going on ? Let me get you the help you need !!" Bucky exclaims in a panic. Name's head began lolling off his side , "mhmm, don't need anything - just want you to lay me down slowly," readers mumbles - drifting in-between consciousness.

Bucky shakes them' in attempts to wake them, ' Name - Name, please ! Please answer me !!" He says as he frantically shakes them. Moments passed, and Bucky began to feel their corpse grow cold in his hold. Bucky, let's out streams of tears - it practically dalls onto your facxe , staining it causing him cry even more. He can't believe your gone - slipped through his fingers , ensnared by death .

He numbly stands up with your corpse in hand as he begins to descend the rocky cliffs towards the shoreline.

Bucky knows he can't promise being good. He can't promise not to let Winter Soldier reek havoc , can't even promise you to not get too attached in the first place. Now , he slowly approaches the calm seashore , the waves calm , gentle embraces his presence as he walks through them like a knife.

Water bunches around him as he descends further , your body in tow as he reaches as deep as he can get, he can't promise to be a good man after this but he can promise to let you down as easy as he can .

He lowers your body into the waves gently , watching as it encases you like a cacoon and eagerly carry you away from him. A part of him wants to scream , claw and be angry at you - how dare you make him love you, how dare you fix him only to leave but a major part of him doesn't regret loving you and doesn't regret you fixing him.

Just because you're gone now doesn't mean that bucky won't stop loving and mourning you.

Ty for reading. Please like , comment, + share !!

✨ fvckingavengers’ new year writing challenge ✨

happy 2025, friends! a goal i have for this year is to create more content for you guys to read after a 4 year hiatus. music really helps me to get the creative juices flowing, so i thought i'd make a list of some lyric prompts. whether you write smut, angst, fluff, or a beautiful combination of these and other tropes, i hope you find something that sparks inspiration. if nothing else, you can get some solid music recs because i have good taste. *cue glinda's toss toss hair flip*

there are no rules or deadlines. i do ask, that if you are interested that you please reblog this post.

lastly, please feel free to send me a prompt that you would like to read in my writing style as well! i mostly write smut/angst about Bucky Barnes/Winter Soldier, Steve Rogers/Nomad!Steve, and Dean Winchester. but i with the right prompt, I could be persuaded to write for Peter Parker, Thor, Loki, ect. (really depends lolololol)

happy writing!! 🥰

fleetwood mac: gold dust woman - well, did she make you cry / make you breakdown / shatter your illusions of love / and is it over now? do you know how to pick up the pieces and go home silver springs - time cast a spell on you / but you won't forget me / i know i could have loved you, but you would not let me / i'll follow you down til the sound of my voice can haunt you / you'll never get away from the sound of the woman that loves you

nothing but thieves: is everybody going crazy? - in this wounded, sinister place we've only got each other / the sky is crashing down, i know it's strange, but heaven's a mindset away // it would feel so good to steal some time / it would feel so good to make you mine miracle, baby - you need a miracle, baby, but i wouldn't wait too long, it's not gonna save you / seen any miracles lately? they hardly ever come along/ i need a miracle, baby

florance + the machine: seven devils - holy water cannot help you now / see, i've come to burn your kingdom down / and no rivers and no lakes can put the fire out / i'm gonna raise the stakes, i'm gonna smoke you out // seven devils all around you, seven devils in your house / see, i was dead when i woke up this morning and i'll be dead before the day is done cosmic love - the stars, the moon, they have all been blown out / you've left me in the dark / no dawn, no day, i'm always in this twilight, in the shadow of your heart

nial horan: too much to ask - my shadow's dancing without you for the first time / my heart is hoping you walk right in tonight / tell me there are things that you regret / 'cause if i'm being honest i ain't over you yet small talk - tell me what you want because you know i want it, too / let's skip all the small talk and go straight up to your room / i've been thinking what i'd do when i'm alone with you / just say nothing, small talk only gets in the way

gracie abrams: i love you, i'm sorry - 'cause that's just the way life goes / i push my luck, it shows / thankful you don't send someone to kill me // the way life goes / joyriding down our road / lay on the horn to prove that it haunts me us. feat taylor swift - the curse or the miracle / hearse or an oracle / you're incomparable, fuck, it was chemical / you plus me was us that's so true - made it out alive, but i think i lost it / said that i was fine, i said it from my coffin / remember how i died when you started walking

maroon 5: harder to breathe - when it's cold outside and you got nobody to love / you'll understand what i mean when i say there's no way we're gonna give up / and like a little girl cries in the face of a monster that lives in her dream / is there anyone out there? 'cause it's getting harder and harder to breathe secret - i know i don't know you, but i want you so bad / everyone has a secret, oh, can they keep it? oh no, they can't // i ask you how hot can it get? and as you wipe of beads of sweat slowly you say, "i'm not there yet" animals - you're like a drug that's killing me, i cut you out entirely / but i get so high when i'm inside you

miley cyrus: plastic hearts - i can be whoever you want me to be / love me now, but not tomorrow / fill me up, but leave me hollow / pull me in, but don't you get too close angels like you - i know that you're wrong for me / gonna wish we never met on the day i leave / i brought you down to your knees, 'cause they say that misery loves company / it's not your fault i ruin everything / and it's not your fault i can't be what you need / baby, angels like you can't fly down hell with me / i'm everything they said i would be gimme what i want - sweat drippin' down to the floor / bite marks like an animal / you might be insane / but maybe we're the same / tonight you came here 'cause you know what i need and no one likes to be alone

teddy swims:

lose control - problem is when i'm with you i'm an addict / and i need some relief / my skin in your teeth / can't see the forest through the trees / got me down on my knees, darling, please // i lose control when you're not next to me / i'm falling apart right in front of you, can't you see? hammer to the heart - just because you're staying over, doesn't mean that you're forgiven // baby, i'm helpless, baby / porcelain in your hands, bound to fall about/you know how to break me bad dreams - without you, there ain't no place for me to hide / without you, there's no way i can sleep tonight

daisy jones & the six: look at us now (honeycomb) - we unraveled a long time ago / we lost and we couldn't let it go / i wish it was easy, but it isn't so / oh,we can make a good thing bad let me down easy - if you're gonna let me down, let me down easy / if you're gonna let me down / don't you go and tell me that you loved me while you're leaving / if you're gonna leave me now you were gone - how about we turn it off? / just flip the switch and walk away / every story has an ending / and it's not our job to stay / now, how about we turn it off ? /just forget it like it's gone / we'll forget about the way you turn me on the river - if i follow you to the river / send my blues out to the sea / will you stay with me forever? / will you chase me in my dreams? / if i throw it all in the river / and let the rhythm take the lead / will it stay with you and never let you leave on me?

paramore/hayley williams: thick skull - i am a magnet for broken pieces / i am attracted to broken people / i pick them up and now my fingers are bleeding / and it looks like my fault ignorance - i'm just a person but you can't take it / the same tricks that, that once fooled me / they won't get you anywhere / i'm not the same kid from your memory / well, now i can fend for myself crushcrushcrush - if you wanna play it like a game, well, come on, come on, let's play / 'cause i'd rather waste my life pretending than have to forget you for one whole minute you first - everyone is a bad guy and there's no way, no way to know who's the worst / karma's gonna come for all of us and i hope, well, i hope, i just hope she comes for you first idle worship - oh, no, i ain't your hero / you're waiting all your faith on me / oh, no, i know where this goes / think it's safe to say your savior doesn't look a thing like me

taylor swift:

august - i can see us lost in the memory /august slipped away into a moment in time / 'cause it was never mine / and i can see us twisted in bedsheets / august sipped away like a bottle of wine / 'cause you were never mine

maroon - when the silence came we were shaking, blind, and hazy / how the hell did we lose sight of us again / sobbing with your head in your hands / ain't that the way shit always ends

castles crumbling - my foes and friends watch my reign end / i don't know how it could have ended this way /smoke billows from my ships in the harbor / people look at me like i'm a monster / now they're screaming at the palace front gates / used to chant my name/now they're screaming that they hate me / never wanted you to hate me i can see you - i can see you waiting down the hall from me / i can see you up against the wall with me // i can see you throw your jacket on the floor / i can see you make me want you even more / what would you do, baby, if you only knew, that i can see you // i can see you being my addiction / you can see me as a secret mission so it goes… - i'm yours to keep / and i'm yours to lose / you know i'm not a bad girl, but i do bad things with you / come here, dressed in black now / so it goes/scratches down your back now/so it goes… new year's day - please don't ever become a stranger who's laugh i could recognize anywhere so long, london - and you say i abandoned the ship, but i was going down with it / my white knuckle dying grip / holding tight to your quite resentment / my friends said it isn't right to be scared / every day of a love affair / every breath feels like rarest air / when you're not sure if he wants to be there

my boy only breaks his favorite toys - my boy only breaks his favorite toys / i'm queen of sand castles he destroys / 'cause i knew too much / there was danger in the heat of my touch / he saw forever so he smashed it up

don't blame me - don't blame me / love made me crazy / if it doesn't, you ain't doing it right / lord save me, my drug is my baby / i'll be using for the rest of my life // and baby, for you i would fall from grace / just to touch your face / if you walk away / i'd beg you on my knees to stay

i can fix him (no really i can) - good boy / that's right / come close/i'll show you heaven if you'll be an angel / all night/trust me, i can handle me a dangerous man / no really i can

florida!!! - i need to forget so take me to florida / i got some regrets, i'll bury them in florida / tell me i'm despicable, say it's unforgivable / what a crash, what a rush / fuck me up, florida / it's one hell of a drug

haunted - you and i walk a fragile line / i have known it all this time but i never thought i'd live to see it break

the prophecy - please i've been on my knees / change the prophecy / don't want money / just someone who wants my company / let it once be me / who do i have to speak to about if they can redo the prophecy

wonderland - you searched the world for something else to make you feel like what we had / and in the end, in wonderland, we both went mad

i know places - they are the hunters, we are the foxes / and we run / just grab my hand and don't ever drop it / my love // baby, i know places we won't be found / they'll be chasing their tails trying to track us down / 'cause i, i know places we can hide

fortnight - i was supposed to be sent away, but they forgot to come and get me // i took the miracle move-on drug but the effects were temporary / and i love you, it's ruining my life

the black dog - old habits die screaming // six weeks of breathing clean air, i still miss the smoke illicit affairs - you wanna scream don't call me "kid" / don't call me "baby" / look at this godforsaken mess that you made me // and you know damn well / for you, i would ruin myself / a million little times this is me trying - my words shoot to kill when i'm mad / i have a lot of regrets about that // it's hard to be anywhere these days when all i want is you the great war - it turned into something bigger / somewhere in the haze, had a sense i'd been betrayed / your finger on my hairpin trigger / soldier down on that icy ground / looked up at me with honor and truth / broken and blue, so i called off the troops / that was the night i nearly lost you false god - we might just get away with it / religion's in your lips / even if it's a false god / we'd still worship / we might just get away with it / the alter is my hips / even if it's a false god / we'd still worship this love

misc: daydreaming by harry styles - stay unil the morning, 'cause, baby, loving you's the real thing / it just feels right / so give me all of your love, give me something to dream about the summoning by sleep token - oh, and my love / did i mistake you for a sign from god? / or are you really here to cast me off? / or maybe just to turn me on? / 'cause these days, i would be lying if i told you that / i didn't wish that i could be your man / or maybe make a good girl bad wildflower by billie eilish - but i see her in the back of my mind / all the time / like a fever, like i'm burning alive / like a sign / did i cross the line? push me over by maren morris - necklace rests just so on your collarbone / makes me want to know how your perfume smells on me later // want you in my bed 'cause i dont need more friends / the more that you come closer, want you to push me over get stoned by hinder - let's go home and get stoned / we could end up makin' love instead of misery / go home and get stoned / 'cause the sex is so much better when you're mad at me heavy by powers - it's heavy / heavy how i want you so bad / heavy when it hits me so fast / heavy and it's driving me mad / that i'm never gonna give you up addicted by kelly clarkson - i'm hooked on you, i need a fix, i can't take it / just one more hit, i promise i can deal with it / i'll handle it, quit it, just one more time then that's it / just a little bit more to get me through this in the middle of the night by elley duhe' - in the middle of the night / just call my name, i'm yours to tame / in the middle of the night / i'm wide awake, i crave your taste blame brett by the beaches - i'm sorry in advance / i'm only gonna treat you bad / i'm probably gonna let you down / i'm probably gonna sleep around / so sorry in advance / before you take off your pants / i wouldn't let me near your friends / i wouldn't let me near your dad / but don't blame me, blame brett / blame my ex, blame my ex, blame my ex ego talking by fletcher - hope my lips haunt you for life, hearing my name twists the knife / hoping you stay brokenhearted / but that's just my ego talkin' 63 days by atlas genius - i told you i would race home if you need me / in for the long chase / i'll make you believe daylight by david kushner - this lust is a burden that we both share / two sinners can't atone from a lone prayer / souls tied, intertwined by our pride and guilt celebrity skin by hole - honeysuckle, shes made of poison / she obliterated everything she kissed ceilings by lizzy mcalpine - bedsheets, no clothes / touch me like nobody else does / lovely to just lay here with you / you're kinda cute, and i would say all of this / but i don't wanna ruin the moment / lovely to sit between comfort and chaos disease by lady gaga - screamin' for me baby / like your gonna die / poison on the inside, i could be your antidote tonight

Thanks, I thought I forgot to send it or something 🫠 (I was overthinking)

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Nooo anon no need to overthink 💖💖

do you have a masterlist? im interested in your works but i have trouble finding more

Hihi I am in the process of making one it's just for some reason tumbkr refuses to let me post it. I'm so sorry for the inconvenience!

Lone Warrior Pt.3

summary :reader is put into emergency foster care after a tragedy , despite living with the Wayne family for a bit , reader takes it upon herself to move away and start anew since she clearly wasn't welcomed , after many years have passed Damian finally joins the family and after a particular spat w his father he finds himself in reader's room and an interest in them has sparked.

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part 1 , part 2

Gotham City , North , Mercey Island , Arkham Asylum. , Year 2014

Arkham Asylum stands alone on a hill , the sky above it was a perment drab of grey that looks too similar to the flickering static screen of an old television. The trees surrounding the island were scarce and bare - it's bark a dead charcoal black - it's inhabitants long gone.

The asylum looms too tall - like an angry adult looming over a child ready to punish them . Young Y/N steadily walks through the rusting iron gates - the old thing practically already fell off its hinges years ago . Y/N stumbles along the muddy track , her beat-up converse drags the brown mush along with her every step , cementing her footsteps in their wake.

Y/N feels a shiver crawl up her spine as she observes the flesh orange paint practically peels off the building like a fresh wound , it does nothing but reveal the building weak infrastructure. Y/N eyes drifted up to the windows that were way above her, all were barcaded in thick iron bars . Some windows had absolutely no light , some had, but most were flickering on and off.

Y/N's hands hesitantly outstretched and knocked on the bolted up iron door - she stood there for a while - a long while, but her mother always taught her to be patient, so she continued waiting. A long while passes until the door opens, revealing a long corridor - everything was of sickening white , down to the floors , the ceilings even the doors . The hallways look like it outstretched for miles and miles never-ending . The air smelled of bleach, and it practically burned your nostrils .

" Hello ?" Came Y/N's small voice , unsure. A nurse emerges from a nearby door and approaches her , her blue eyes practically pierces through her soul, and Y/N can practically feel herself reel back. " Name and business," the nurse states gruffly as she skims through a nearby clipboard on the wall.

" Y/N L/N and I'm here to visit Nora L/N" She says- her tone going melancholy at the mention of her mother's name. The nurse just nods - her face looked bored. " Alright kid , sign this form and go down that hall there -" she says, pointing to the back of her . Y/N nods along as she held onto the forms.

Y/N took her time signing the visitor's rule form and her name in a visitor's sheet before walking down the hall. The halls feel suffocating - despite the fact it's so huge, but Y/N swears she can feel it pressing down on her lungs.

' Would mom remember me ?' , ' hell would she even want to seem me after so long?' She thinks to herself as she rounds a corner. It's been two years since her mother had been admitted here , two years and Y/N going back and forth with the asylum administrators for visitation rights.

It was tiring - so unnecessarily exhausting having to prove time and time again that her mother wasn't some looney - wasn't an abuser , wasn't a bad mother - that what happened on that day was built up stressd , that she was just overwhelmed only to get shut down with ' she's gone kid forget her ' each time.

Y/N stops in front of another metallic door - it's white just like every other door in here, but somehow she feels the air around her tighten . ' This is it - I get to see you, mom,' she thinks as she pushes open the door . The door lets out a groan as if it's been years, someone has used it .

Y/N steps inside , her nostrils immediately are met with the smell of synthetic medicine and bleach. The walls are white - too white - it's unnerving there is no color in sight . Before her lies an empty metallic chair - the ones you sat in the principals office.

Y/N hesitates as she approaches the chair and sits in it - the cold iron sends shivers up her exposed arms. Her attention turns to the vast window in front of her , practically its own wall.

Before the window lays, her mother sat on a plain plastic chair . Y/N swallows the rising bile in her throat as she observes her mother . Long gone were those colorful , polka dot sun dresses she knew her mother adorned so lovingly , now she wears a baby blue knee length garb , her once honey toned skin was sickly pale - as if she was a corpse . Her once vibrant brown eyes just stated back at her dully. Her mother's hair - her hair that was always pin back or braided so beautifully was now knotted messily and strewn about her face .

Y/N feels herself wince as she takes in how skinny her mother has become to the point you can see her hallow cheekbones and the veins in her arms and legs. Silence engulfs them for a long while - both taking in each other . " Y/N," her mother's wraspy voice calls out to her . Y/N feels herself freeze - and suddenly, she feels tears fall down her eyes . Surely, if her mentor saw her like this, she'd laugh at her patheticness.

Yet still, the tears begin to pursue down her face , landing on her hands . " Mama " Y/N calls out longingly because God knows how much she wants her mom , how much she craves for her old life, to feel her mother's warmth , to feel her dad pick her up all over again , to feel normal - to feel like a kid again.

She chokes back a sob - God doesn't love her enough to grant her that wish - doesn't have enough mercy to even grant her that even in her dreams. " Y/N , what are you doing here dear ?" Her mother's hoarse voice asks her , the straight jacket wrapped around her like a cobra restraining her from her own pathetic attempt to comfort her daughter.

Y/N chokes up at the sight . " I'm here to see you, Mama," she answers truthfully with a smile. Her mother looks at her daughter - her beautiful daughter and for the first tike since she's been admitted here she let's out a laugh. " Missed you sweetheart " she murmurs , her eyes - her eyes look warm like they used to.

Y/N just nods , " Missed you more, Mama," she says sincerely as she looks at her mom, hopefully. Her mother smiles at her while she rubs against her handcuffs ." How are you dear ?" Her mother asks as she peers at her .

Y/N smiles , ecstatic - she's internally great full her mother was strong enough to withstand going crazy being locked up in here. " I'm fine, mom - I'm in military school now." Y/N answers as she shoots her chair closer to the window. Her mother begins to anxiously rock in her chair , " Military school ? " she asks, perplexed . Y/N allows silence to pass between them.

Unsure how to answer her , her mother meanwhile begins bouncing her foot anxiously. " They - they're turning you into a monster - my daughter, my precious daughter, how - how dare they -" she begins to rambling. Y/N perks up and places her hands against the glass ," No mama, no one is turning me into anything - I'm gonna make the world better, Mama, that's all promise -"

Y/N tries to persuade her but it was no use her mother was in too deep , " No - NO ! I WILL NOT LET THAT MAN TURN YOU INTO A MONSTER - THAT DEVILISH MAN HOW DARR HE TAKE MY DAUGHTER FROM ME AND TURN HER INTO A DEMONIC WRENCH LIKE HIMSELF - HOW DARE HE - HOW DARE HE !!!" She begins screaming and viciously pulling at her chains.

Y/N bangs against the window , " Mother, please ! I am not a monster mama please I'm still your little girl !!" Y/N practically pleads with her , her voice drowning in desperation as she banged against the glass hoping to get through to her.

Blood begins to spill from her mother's arms , and she begins to scream and curse violently as the blood gets everywhere on her clothes. " SHUT IT YOU DEMON, YOU TOOK AWAY MY DAUGHTER - YOU WICKED WRENCH I WILL KILL YOU!!," She declared as she violently launched herself to the glass . Her bloodied hands begin the bang against the glass.

Y/N begins to back away from the window , tears now spilling from her eyes - not even noticing the way her body collides with the chair. " Mama please clam down -" she tries again , pleading like a little child all over again -

Again, she's that 10 year old girl looking at her mom and dad fight all over again, and it makes her feel sick . Again, she's that helpless child that hides behind the sofa cushion as their screaming match gets more violent, and the sound of plates and glass cups being broken practically echo off her eardrums Her mother doesn't even stop - just starts bashing her head against the glass even more violently .

A door behind her mother's room opens and in walks in two heavily guards and a nurse. " GET THE FUCK AWAY FROM ME " her mother yells as she frantically tries to pry the guards hold off her . One guard looks to another and simply nods. " What are you doing ? WAIT LEAVE HER ALONE " Y/N yells as a guard practically shoves her mother face first into the floor and kept his whole body weight on her.

Y/N immediately starts banging against the glass hopelessly, " LEAVE MY MOM ALONE PLEASE " but no one paid her any heed. The nurse simply flicks at the barrel of a syringe and begins to approach her mother. " BACK AWAY FROM ME YOU WICKED BITCH" her mother shouts , her legs , frantically kicks at the air.

The nurse does nothing. she just calmly approaches her mother and sticks a slightly yellow liquid into her mother's neck. Y/N watches in utter horror as her mother's body begins to go limp before her. " WHAT THE HELL DID YOU DO TO HER ?" Y/N shouts as she violently bangs against the glass. She watches as the guards drag her mother's body away without any care . The nurse turns to face her , face bored, " We injected her with benzodiazepine " she says , tone laced in sarcasm.

Y/N feels her eye twitch in anger. " English " she demanded . The nurse looks her up and down , " Basically, we sedated your mother kid now go home," she says before turning around . Y/N growls as she banged on the glass one last time , " MY MOTHER WAS NOT CRAZY YOU MADE HER THIS WAY".

Rostov-on-Don , Rostov Oblast , Russia , 2025

Y/N practically jolts up - like a madman being risen back from the dead. That memory of her mother will always haunt her even now when it's been years and years. Y/N wipes away at the stray tears on her face and sniffles .

She always go through with this - every night she is forced to relive that haunting memory of her mother - reliving how she's failed her time and time again - relive the anger of wanting to burn everyone in that stupid asylum to the floor .

Her hands tighten around the wool blanket laid on top of her - she gets angry every time she thinks of that place - that place that does nothing but destroy people lives. Another tear falls onto her palms as she states into the darkness of her room.

Her mom would of been normal if they hadn't dragged her there - if those wicked people hadn't taken her away. Her hand unconsciously reaches under her pillow and withdraws a small revolver . She plays with the cylinder , tracing over the five bullets within it . Her eyes drift over to her alarm clock - it displays 4 : 00 am.

Y/N pursues her lips - 'no use sleeping anyways ' she thinks to herself as she slips off her bed and hurriedly puts on her sneakers. Y/N grabs her phone , the revolver and her keys , shoving them in her hoodies'a pocket before slipping out her front door - fully intending to go for a run . Maybe - just maybe she can clear up her mind and pretend everything is fine .

Y/N finds herself jogging along the coast , the dock is lined with ships from all sizes galore - all docking in for the day to offload their goods . The water is crystal clear , practically a shimmering mirror as it reflects the faint light in the sky. It glistens and glided along like a ribbon dancing in the wind.

The sky itself - a beautiful tapestry of dark violet mixing in with pink and yellow hues - a tell tale sign that morning was about to dawn upon the country. Birds begin to flock onto the nearby seashore while the fishermen below on the docks set out to catch their early catch.

Y/N inhales the crisp sea air - practically greedily filling her lungs . Russia was so beautiful - so warm just like her mother was - no wonder why she always felt homesick when she spent too long away from home. Y/N crosses the empty road , making sure to wipe away her sweat. She begins a slow jog as she acends the hill in front of her - she is sure Dedushka (grandpa) Micheal is already busy brewing coffee in his small parlor, and she fully intends to get herself a cup. Efore the morning rush.

Just as she makes it to the top , she spots a kid in front of her crossing the road while an incoming truck comes barreling towards them , full speed. She immediately makes a bolt for it practically grabs the kid by the collar and yanks him back towards her . " Kid, look out !" She exclaimed as she shoved the kid back , causing him to collide with the ground.

The kid landed with a loud " oomph" behind her while his phone that he was previously so occupied with went flying out of his hand elsewhere. Y/N runs towards him and sits him up against the nearby building. The boy groans as he holds onto his head . " Hey, are you okay ?" Y/N aks as she brushes his raven hair back. The boy groans and sends her a glare - his green eyes literally looks at her in utter fury, " Listen lady I knew what I was doing- " he starts arguing but immediately stops when he gets a good look at her.

" Y/N ?!!" He exclaims and immediately embraces her.

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Notes :

(Also sorry if this was short I was anxious writting this - might edit later because I still don't like it but ty for reading !!!)

(Also I'm not sure why some @ aren't working ? If any experienced author knows why please let me know)

(Also, to any Russian readers, please correct me in any mistakes or misrepresentation - all Russian came from Google, so I apologize in advance)

HOLY CRAP! I thought I failed to send my request or that you forgot but my god.. It's a masterpiece. Had to take 2 breaks and I even silently screamed. Bro.. This is amazing.. Like you can imagine that the part where Jason was tortured and killed was all part of jokers revenge or when he turned him into joker jr.

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Yessss in ur anon ask! I was thinking that in this au that Joker did what he did to jason because he blames batman for reader's death and it makes it even more angsty bcz in this au jason is literally readers role model and jasin himself loves her like the sister he never got