Sure; Damian was defensive and stubborn. Pretty much a pain, actually. But, every once in a while, when those walls around his heart would crumble down, Colin would always be there, picking up the pieces and finding something new and incredible about the boy he held so close to his own heart. Damian W. x Colin W. Other characters will pop up. Ratings may go up!

It starts out as a regular poker night at the Wayne Mansion but things soon become a lot less predictable. (Contains multiple different POVs from members of the batfamily)

During a robbery investigation, Batman discovers an unlikely victim. Rated M. Contains references to violence, drug use, adult language and sexual situations. Three chapters published each upload. There is a more explicit version of this story available on the internet under a different forum by the same author. You must be a member of that forum to read it.

Une pleine lune visible, un ciel dégagé. Une âme errante. Un chevalier traqué. Un amour incompris. Le pas entre haine et amour.

El sentimiento que se extiende por todo tu ser y cada día crece es inexplicablemente acogedor, no sabes cuan agradecido por ello puedes estar.#OneShotDrabble#DickxDami#BrucexWally#Yaoi#ChicoxChico#RelacionesHomosexuales#NoCanonico#Revolturadeversiones#WallyWest#TheFlash#BruceWayne#Batman#JusticeLeagueMenciones#ParticipaciónJasonToddBarbaraGordonTimothyDrake

Rachel had been ten at the time. When her parents had fell and she'd stood there, numb to the core, as she watched. Then her great-great-grandfather, William Cobb, had appeared and taken her away. (Part of my AU: Deep Claws. (1/?) T because I'm paranoid. Eventual Rachel x Jason. Female Dick - Rachel.)

""Monopoly." Damian joined in. "No!" Rachel and Jason hissed in unison, heads swiveling around like they were possessed. "Not Monopoly."" The Wayne Family has a Board Game Night. It goes as well as to be expected. (AU: Deep Claws. Pt. 3/?) Oneshot. RJay fluff.

Sure, he understood what it was and how it worked, but the actual process was so strange. A mouth moving produced noise, and the noise could be different, mean any number of things. He preferred his way. Where it was the movement of hands and mouths that meant something, not noises.

Before Red Hood, before Robin, Jason Todd was just a teenager, struggling to survive on the rough streets of Gotham. But as things change, can he navigate the world and survive in it. Takes place in my Batman: Laughing Chaos story universe. Please read and review. Thanks and enjoy.

The anual Wayne Enterprises gala going surprisingly well until someone mention Dick Grayson's parents...

"He ruined my life," the Joker croaks out and Jason doesn't care. He wants answers not to hear the nonsense the Joker spews out like poison. "No matter how many little Robins I kill, I'll always be behind. When I-" the Joker grimaced as Jason tightened his grip even further. (Rated M for language.)

Simply put, reporters hate the Wayne family. Or a series of drabbles about the batfamily being sarcastic, sassy, confusing, bullshiting, petty as hell and reporters should really know (give up) by now.

For an entire year after the Crisis which threatened to wipe everything they knew and loved off the Earth, after so many hardships and loved ones lost, Cass and Tim find themselves battling on different sides of the globe not only for the fate of what's left of the world, but for the sake of once again feeling purpose. [A One Year Later fixer upper] [Tuesday Updates]

The Batfamily's insane, and Duke Thomas knows this full well. But, maybe, they're not too bad after all.

"You were Robin," its more of a statement than a question and Steph felt the urge to move, to do something, to even fiddle with something because Bruce glaring at her was one thing but Alfred was another thing entirely. He was like the British ninja slash grandfather Oprah Winfrey of the batfamily. Not someone you wanted to disappoint and Stephanie knew first hand what it was like.

She glances sideways to look at Damian. Damian whose wrapped snug in pink Hello Kitty blanket, leaning on a softly snoring Jason, totally looks dignified despite you know clutching onto a pink Hello Kitty cover to the point his knuckles are turning white. He also looks a bit sick at the realization that Tucker is going to murder Nina and Alexander so he can just keep his job.

"You laugh long enough, anything becomes funny." Harley Quinn is willing to go through anything to have a happy life with her Puddin', even if it kills her. But how long is she really willing to put up with him? PS: This story does NOT romanticize Joker and Harley.

Perdiste el derecho a mi amor, perdiste el lugar en mi hogar...

Arkham is designed to fail. They all know it. Drabbleish

The wedding that we deserved, the one we never got. A story revolving around the boy who died in the alley that very night, the boy that never grew up. Told through the eyes of Selina Kyle, the only person that really knew the boy.

Dick Grayson left Earth with the Titans with only one sibling. He comes back and now he has two with a third on the way. Oh and Steph is trying to come up with an evil plan at breakfast. Or Steph should be interrogated after she's had waffles and coffee. (Sequel to An Angel in Lion King Pajama Pants.)

And that was how the big boob found his (alive and not beaten from a crowbar) son, the Joker (who had been knocked out by a crowbar which when asked the supposed Batgirl said was well deserved), Jason's biological mother, and a cheery (possibly slightly insane) blonde teenager who had taken out the Joker in Lion King pajama pants.

After a months-long time travel journey to feudal Japan where they were forced to rely upon one another, Batman and his Robins are back in the present. Putting six hundred years between them and their problems really helped ease some tension, but now that they're all back in the present, things aren't nearly so simple. [T for some swearing]

"As you Americans often like to start your folktales, once upon a time in a kingdom far, far away there were two brothers that were biracial twins. They, Damian and Terrance, were five and still stupidly naive to the cruelty and unfairness of not just the world they lived in but their family." Grayson stiffens further at the realization - the all but confession.

Un tatuaje que será idéntico con aquella alma gemela que estas destinada a estar con ella, un alma gemela que muchas veces te puede consolar, rechazar o lastimar. Eso tendrán que vivir tres pobres petirrojos con sus alma gemelas ya indirecta o directamente, ¿Podrán ser felices al final?