Batman Fanfiction

Title: Queen of Hearts

Author: Irony_Rocks

Length: Complete (5 Chapters)

Pairings: Barbara Gordon/Dick Grayson

Verse: Young Justice (Show)

Category: General/Drama/Romance

Rating: R (Sexuality and Language)

Summary: Dick has been hiding something for months and it’s time Barbara finds out what it is. For a person used to secrets, her world is about to be turned upside down by the revelation of one more.

Post-ep 2.10: Before the Dawn for Young Justice.

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Excerpt:

She stays silent through most of the debriefing. She watches Dick lead from the far edge of the room, and his body looks stiff and at attention, muscles coiled tight like he’s suddenly not the most limber person she’s ever known in her entire life. The familiar body-language reads defensive and severe, and it’s one Barbara recognizes from all those fights with Batman. But Batman isn’t here; he’s several lightyears away serving some sort of imagined penance for sixteen hours of missing time, and she’d call Dick on it but the entire team is watching and this isn’t the time to be having those sorts of conversations. The entire meeting unfolds with this quiet sense of ill-ease in the pit of her stomach. She feels like she’s missing something. A clue, an untold side to the story, a missing piece of the puzzle. No one on the mission got themselves killed, no one else was captured, and they’ve uncovered the Light’s new ally. It’s been a successful mission, all-in-all.

Why does it feel like an abject failure, then?

Barely anyone comments when Beast Boy narrates how M’gann defeated Aqualad, while the woman in question, the one that actually did the conquering, just sits there. There’s bleak avoidance buried in her gaze, and at first Barbara assumes its guilt that’s driving M’gann’s reclusive behavior, guilt at defeating a former friend, but there’s something larger, darker, almost like… shame. 

“All right,” Dick says, avoiding everyone’s gaze. “That’s it for tonight. Everyone… good job.”

The words feel hollow and empty for a victory call.

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Title: Gonna Be A Better One (A Thousand Miles To Your Door)

Author: Traincat

Length: 2 chapters (Complete)

Pairings: Kon-el/Tim Drake

Category: Romance

Rating: PG-13 (sexuality)

Summary: Tim quits being Robin, cutting all ties with his vigilante life, but Kon refuses to quit Tim.  Hoping to hold on to their relationship, Kon takes action to keep his boy wonder in his life.

Personal Commentary:  In this AU, Tim and Kon have an established relationship. It’s full of fluff, and some parts are definitely chuckle-worthy.

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Excerpt:

If the world was ending, then kissing Kon seemed like the thing to do.

It had made sense at the time – the sky dark with thousands of enemy ships, the grey clouds between them like splintering cracks, and Tim hadn’t wanted this regret too, so he had fisted his hands in Kon’s shirt, crumpling the S shield between his fingers, and stretched up on his toes.

As first kisses went, it was pretty fantastic, even if Kon tasted like sweat and ash, alien jet fuel splattered across his face. The audience of killer robots wasn’t ideal, but beggars couldn’t be choosers, and Tim had wanted to kiss Kon so badly.

The problem was the world didn’t end.

Which left Kon and Tim standing back-to-back together in the rubble, beaten and bloody but altogether alright.

It wasn’t the most awkward silence Tim had ever been part of it, but it was solidly in the top three. Then Kon threw up his arms and let out a wild whoop and Tim felt a smile tug at his lips; he quickly bit down on it.

“We won!” Kon exclaimed, grinning at the clearing sky like it was the best and most beautiful thing he’d ever seen.

“We did,” Tim said. He didn’t look at Kon. “Same old world.”

“Good ol’ world,” Kon corrected. He started to walk, ambling between bits of broken spaceship and fizzling, dismantled robots. Tim hesitated a moment before he fell in step. “So, hey. Back there. What was that?”

Tim swallowed hard. He kicked a broken bit of spaceship out of his way. This was his chance to say, that was nothing or, what are you talking about? Did you breathe in any of those spaceship fumes?, but his lips still tingled from where Kon had kissed back.

“Heat of the moment,” he replied after a beat. It wasn’t, strictly speaking, untrue.

“Yeah?” Kon said. He tipped his head back, drumming his fingers against his thighs. Tim shot him a sideways glance. “’Cause I was thinking… we could probably do it again. If you wanted.”

“I,” Tim said, heart in his throat, and apparently that was all the confirmation Kon needed. He turned on his heels and caught Tim’s face between his big, warm hands. The press of his lips was solid and real.

“Well?” he said when he pulled back, searching Tim’s face. His eyes were superhumanly blue.

“Well,” he returned, mouth a perfectly serious line. He grabbed Kon’s arms, keeping him in place. Kon’s face broke out in a grin.

“Yeah?” he said, and, laughing under his breath, Tim seconded, “yeah.”

Kon kissed him again. It was, Tim had to admit, a little breathtaking.

“Man,” he said against his lips. “I am so going to be the heat of your moment.”

Tim drew back, his grip on Kon’s wrists slackening.

“That was terrible,” he said. Kon waggled his eyebrows. “And stop doing that thing. Is this what you’re going to be like from now on?”

“Oh, a million times worse,” Kon replied sincerely. Tim suspected he really shouldn’t have felt so happy about that.

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Title: Jason and Me

Author: David Hines (hradzka)

Length: One-shot

Pairings: None

Category: General, Drama

Rating: PG-13 (mentions of death/murder, violent imagery, language)

Summary: Newly appointed Robin, Stephanie Brown investigates some old history after she is told she is alike to a certain deceased Robin.(Written before Robin #125.) 

Personal Commentary: Highly recommended. Stephanie’s characterization is spot on with the head-strong personality and curious nature  that we see in the Robin series. Honestly, it’s a very interesting read, especially if you think of it as a “prelude”  or foreshadowing to the certain events of War Games.

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Excerpt:

The best part is, I get to wear the suit.

The first time I put it on, I just stare at myself in the mirror. For an *hour.* I still can’t believe it. Dick made it famous. Tim made it his own. And now it’s mine.

Jason died in it, but that’s got nothing to do with me.

I look a little more squarely into the mirror. Try to ignore Jason’s old suit in the display case reflected over my shoulder. This moment’s mine. I’m not sharing it with ghosts. The cape looks good. The suit’s heavier than I thought, but it feels right.

In the mirror, his empty mask looks back at me.

Screw him. I’m getting out of here. I have to show Cass.

She’s out on patrol, sure, but I know when she usually ends her shift so it’s easy to be waiting for her in her cave when she gets in. Cass is always in a good mood after patrol. She drops through the skylight to the floor. She looks tired and happy. I want to surprise her, but hiding won’t do any good. She’ll realize somebody’s there, and in a second she’ll recognize my step, but —

“Hey,” I say. “Notice anything different?”

She turns to face me — and freezes.

“Robin?” she says.

“In training. Can you believe it? Isn’t this *great?!*”

She takes a long time to answer, and when she does her voice is very small and shaken. “No,” she says.

“What?” This isn’t how it was supposed to go. She’s supposed to be happy for me, and we’re supposed to have girl time, and toast the new outfit, and maybe do our nails and talk about boys. “Cass, what’s wrong? I thought you’d be happy for me.”

She almost looks afraid. But Cass isn’t afraid of anything. Except maybe books without pictures. “Jason,” she says.

Jason Todd. Jesus, I can’t get away from him tonight. “I’m not going to die, Cass. Come on. You know me.”

“Batman,” she says. “Said you’re like Jason.” She pulls off the mask and looks up at me. I’ve never seen Cass like this. She looks as if she’s about to cry. When she opens her mouth again, the words come out as if she’s begging me.

“Don’t be,” she says.

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Title: It All Works Out in the End: A Story Starring Robin’s Rear End

Author: Anonymous

Length: One-shot

Pairings: None

Category: Humor

Rating: PG (Butts, Butts, Butts)

Summary: A Tale of Robin’s Rear End. Really. Takes place during Young Justice, and interestingly enough, the silly tone of the entire story really reminds me of the actual 90’s Young Justice comic. 

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Excerpt:

“OWWWOWWWOWWWOWWWW!”

“I didn’t know he could make that noise…”

“OWWWWOWW!”

“Nice shot, A.”

“I didn’t mean it!”

“OWWOWWSOMEBODYGETITOwwwUT!!!”

“Ummm… I’m not touching it.”

“You do it, Supes!  That tactile telekinesis has ta be good for sumthin’!”

“I think he’s prefer if one of the girls got it out.  I don’t think he
swings that way.”

“I think someone with gloves should do it.”

“We’re all wearing gloves.”

“I’M NOT!”

“Me neither!”

“I don’t care who’s wearing gloves, somebody GET IT OUT!”

“Impy, maybe if you pull it really fast it won’t hurt.”

*whimper*

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It was supposed to be the perfect week.

My first week of summer vacation.

I’d skidded through my first semester at Brentwood with, well, marks good
enough that they were letting me come back.  Probably could have done better
if I had spent my evenings studying with Ali instead of fighting the forces
of evil, but hey, we’ve all got priorities.

Anyway, the week before I arrived home, Dad announced that he and Dana were
going on a vacation.  In Europe.

I was totally psyched up to immerse myself in a whole week of sidekicking.

Then Alfred told me that Bruce was going on a business trip and would be
scaring the poop out of bad guys in Keystone City until Friday.

Which, while it was a minor downer, was not a total disappointment.  There
is always excitement to be had in the life of this Boy Wonder.  A few phone
calls later, and my week was crammed with green tights and bang-a-rangs.

Monday was something of Young Justice reunion— all of us had promised to
be there.  I hadn’t seen them in… well, long enough that hanging with Bart
Allen still seemed like a fun idea.

    Tuesday, I was spending the night with Dick.  I think Dick’s always wanted
his own sidekick, so he tries to bum me off Bruce whenever he thinks he can
get away with it.

Wednesday, I promised Oracle I’d help her fix up her mainframe a little.  
After what Blockbuster and his guys did to it… grr.  Just grr.
Steph had laid claim on Thursday.  I wasn’t quite sure what she had in mind,
since her mom had confiscated all her Spoiler stuff, but I wasn’t
complaining.

And Friday, it was back to the traditional gig, sidekicking with the best.  
I wanted to impress Bruce with some of the little tricks I’d cooked up at
school.  Not that I have ever managed to impress Bruce, but it’s always fun
to try.

Well, Monday went as planned.

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