Batman Reactions Novels & Stories

He smiled again and nodded before closing his eyes. “Wife?” he called out again, eyes still shut. “Hmm?” I replied, just staring at his face—especially that sharp nose of his. “I want us to have a child.” I froze at his words. I didn’t know what to say, so I stayed silent. Soon, I heard his soft snores. I breathed a sigh of relief—he fell asleep quickly. But if he asks again when he wakes up, I still won’t know what to say. Batman’s going to get dragged into this again. He’ll have to deal with it!

If I had even a minute, maybe I could have made sense of their purposes. But the voices frantically searching for me were closing in, pounding louder against the ground. Wait a second—is that… a utility belt? I froze, blinking at it, raising a brow. “You’ve got to be kidding me,” I muttered under my breath. A sharp and quick laugh bubbled out of me. Not exactly the best timing, but wow, it was either that or cry. I slid the belt through my fingers; the leather felt smooth but sturdy, dotted with little compartments. “Good thing I’m a fan of Batman,” I whispered, snorting quietly.

His calm, practical presence reassures me in a way I’ve never felt before. Whenever I felt the way I did just now, my parents called it overreacting. Hannah mocked me for it. Damon brushed it off, labeling me a scaredy cat. No one ever tried to understand why I was like this. No one asked. No one questioned. As if this was something I chose. As if I enjoyed living like this. I don’t think anyone does. “So,” he says, glancing at the bat with a serious look that doesn’t quite hide the amusement in his eyes, “were you actually planning to swing if things went south?”

The betrayal, the hurt, the sheer audacity of his actions—they all swirled within me, fueling a tempest of emotions that threatened to drown out reason. But even as I prepared to lash out, a voice inside me whispered a warning. I knew I shouldn't react this way. I knew that giving in to the urge for violence would only lead to more pain, more regret. Yet, the desire for retribution was overpowering, like a wildfire raging out of control. Just as I was about to unleash the first blow, a gentle yet firm grip enveloped my hands. Startled, I looked up to see Gamma Beatrice standing before me, her eyes filled with concern and understanding.

The man shouted that until now I still don't care about its name. I don't know whether to be happy or nervous. Yes, Cayden will be my opponent, he's on my side but at the same time, we're pretending! Will it make our fight come true? Fuck! I admit that it's not inferior to me, with a huge gap. But it's up to Batman. Cayden and I walked toward the ring. I'll just pray that the damage won't be serious because I might end up in the hospital the next time I open my eyes.

“W-who?” “Theodore! Where is he?” “I am right here!” The single window in the basement suddenly gave way and a flash of fur zoomed across the room knocking the guy with the bat off his feet. The impact sent the bat flying in the air and before it touched the ground Ted was standing there. He caught it swiftly and in the same motion sent it flying at the head of one of the men. The force of his throw sent the bat smashing into the man’s head causing it to explode in a mess of bones, blood, and falling eyeballs.

they walk close to her, I stand up "That was a nice shot, I felt that in my guts" the men panic and began to step back "Who-what are you?" I move closer to them as fast as the speed of light I say with a batman's voice "Am batman" I push both of them against a wall

“No MILES STOP” “MILES YOU ARE GOING TO KILL HIM IF YOU DONT STOP!” “HE DESERVES IT” he says throwing another punch “HE IS A BASTARD!” “PAPA!” that is the voice that makes him pause in throwing another punch “PEARL” he notices “Are you batman! YOU SAVED US!” Dannie shouts hugging his father’s legs “Why are you punching uncle “my innocent son asks “HE IS NOT YOUR UNCLE”

When I didn’t say anything he looked at me. “You are really creepy, aren’t you? You never react, you are nothing but a robot,” he said. I didn’t answer or react which probably made him even more angry. Before I knew it he slapped me across the face, and I almost fell down. “React,” he said, and I chuckled before looking at him. “You want me to react Beta? Then I will, the only reaction you will ever get from me is that of disgust. You disgust me, you are a vile and cruel man,” I said.

Team IM members resumed their line of questionings again when everyone entered the game lobby— “You’re that genius from before, aren’t you?” “It must be. Are you playing tomorrow?” “I’m feeling optimistic about you.” Leon Batton refused to reply to them, seemingly unfriendly on purpose. Meanwhile, his teammate, Stewart, responded, “Yes, he is our genius teammate.” With that reply, the public chat went wild— “D*mn! He’s the greatest of all time!”