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forwards-beckon-rebound · 1 month ago

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batfam as fanfic tropes pt 2

ft bruce, dick, and jason warnings: i continue to give jason all of the angsty stuff but i promise i do it out of love, some suggestive jokes lol pt 1

bruce

not to keep pushing my superbat agenda but that may or may not be what i'm doing

only one bed trope let's go

likeeee yknow imagine they're on an undercover mission with the league or whatever but then they end up stuck in rockville, known for their slightly weird rock

and there's a single motel that only has one room left and of course there's only one bed

to add insult to injury, it's a queen bed and they're both like 6'+ guys so there's absolutely no way they're not gonna at least accidentally make physical contact (it's not gonna be accidental by the end of the night)

something about clark seeing bruce in pj's just seems so funny to me, i don't even have anything else to add

imagine they didn't bring pj's bc they didn't think the mission was going to take that long so they go to the motel's gift shop and they're forced to get cringey tourist shirts

"Rockville may not have much, but we sure rock!"

"Rock on over to Rockville"

we all know bruce technically doesn't haveeeee to sleep for 8 hours straight (and ig clark doesn't have to either? but i haven't read enough superman stuff to know how true that is) but i like the idea of him just sleeping anyways

and clark doesn't know any better so he's like yeah ok makes sense that he would need to sleep, he is human after all

bruce may act like he's bothered by this but like he's fooling nobody

i think it would be so funny if clark actually does manage to fall asleep but because bruce almost never sleeps for this long unless he's critically injured, he's just like lying there in the dark freaking out over being in the same bed as clark

bruce discovers fanfic of himself but it's not even in our universe, it's just gothamites writing fanfics about him

there's bruce wayne x reader, bruce wayne x oliver queen, bruce wayne x lois lane (clark is not happy about this), bruce wayne x nightwing??????, batman x every member of the justice league, and of course bruce wayne x batman

babs probably knew all along but she decides to wait until she finds something particularly scandalous before showing it to bruce

and let's just say some writers sure have creative imaginations when it comes to uh what bruce and batman would be doing behind closed doors

i'm just imagining one day he's on patrol and saves some random person from getting mugged and then they're suddenly like, "wow i never thought i'd actually get to meet you. i'm a big fan. can i ask you some questions?"

and yknow, this happens sometimes. sure he'll entertain the questions, but he probably won't answer

"i actually write fanfic but i was having some trouble with your characterization. do you think you're more of a top or bottom?"

bruce.exe has stopped working

wait until he finds the fan art

dick

your siblings are best friends

hear me out, you have a younger sister who happens to be in the same after school art club as damian

and of course, being the good older sibling you are, you come to pick her up

but it certainly doesn't hurt to see dick grayson every week, waiting for his younger brother

at first he's just some handsome stranger who happens to be around the same age as you

and you're trying to figure out if he's here for his sibling or if he's just a very very young parent

thankfully, your sister introduces you to damian and by proxy you properly meet dick so you know he's not taken

and it's hard not to fall for him because he's just so funny and charming

and he's good with kids, as evident by how he handles damian but also one day when your sister comes out of art club sobbing because some kid messed with her artwork and he's able to calm her down in record time

he offers to get her ice cream as consolation but he's weirdly making eye contact with you as he says that and maybe you're just delusional but between this and the flirting you can't be blamed for feeling a certain way about the whole thing

but things frustratingly don't progress any further (mostly because dick thinks he's been pretty clear with the flirting and decides to back down because you don't seem to be reciprocating, whereas you're completely oblivious to the whole thing) so it's up to damian and your sister to take things into their own hands

cue the random playdates where they insist that you and dick both come for supervision or something while they draw and banish you and dick to another room because they need "pure artistic energy" in the room or whatever

and funnily enough the other room just so happens to have a candlelit dinner for two set up! wow, what a coincidence!

you guys have a very well cooked steak and talk things over (read: your siblings both yell at you from the other room to just confess already)

honestly, they're both pretty done with your antics but at least you're together now!

if you don't mention both of them in your wedding speeches there will be consequences

jason

who else would get hanahaki disease if not jason todd

for those who were not in the trenches of 2010’s anime fanfics, hanahaki disease is a fictional disease where you cough up flowers if your love is unrequited or like you think your love is unrequited

i just know this loser wouldn’t even realize he likes you until he starts coughing up random flowers and he’s like wtf????

it does not take a tim drake to figure out who he likes so ofc the last people to notice are him and you

also you just know he’s the type to suffer in silence instead of confess bc he thinks he’s burdening you with his feelings or like he doesn’t lead the type of life that can allow him to have a relationship or whatever emo edge lord stuff he does

also i think he is incapable of flirting LMAO

honestly, even if you confessed i can see him being like "how can you possibly love me, you must be confused"

normally the confession scene is where the sick person gets cured and like they get together

but nope! jason just straight up refuses bc ofc he does

good luck trying to convince him that you do like him, flaws and all

GET THIS DUDE HIS COLLEGE!AU

not to be dramatic but i desperately want him to have a happy and normal life so this one might be a bit of wish fulfilment on my behalf but like

once again i feel like he would actually want to go to college/uni

like will he complain about his assignments and exams? yes but don't we all?

i feel like he would just take courses he would like, so probably a lot of literature stuff

i think it would be very funny if he took one of those psychology courses, think like PSYCH 21XX: The Maladaptive Mind or smth and he's like "wow these trauma responses sound awfully familiar. wonder where i've heard about this before"

anyways i'm thinking about him being a humanities guy and then he meets you, a stem student who has to take this one english class to graduate

and he's also in a similar boat and is in your biology class for the science credit

so you guys decide to just study together and help each other out

and he may or may not catch feelings but it's hard not to when you have similar taste in books and can talk about a random poem you read in class for an hour

jason todd who gets rizzed up by your annotations

but then like halfway through second semester he realizes that you've hung out just for fun more often than you've actually hung out to study

and ofc there's a dramatic confession scene at graduation and he's stumbling over his words and god he might end it all because his family is there and freaking dick grayson is watching him confess to his crush

but like it's hard not to figure it out when he basically acts like your boyfriend on your "study dates" and honestly you already kinda figured you at least had something sort of going on and this confession is not shocking in the slightest

so that was super embarrassing for him but at least he's got a date next week?

hear me out...if you got into an accident and then developed retrograde amnesia

he's already stressed enough about the fact that you got injured in the first place

like what is the point of all of his training and patrolling to keep gotham safe if he can't even keep the person who's the most important to him safe?

then you wake up and he's so relieved he could cry

he thinks you're just a bit disoriented as he pulls you into his arms, promising he's never going to put you in a situation like that ever again

only for you to stare blankly at him

"i'm sorry, who are you?"

he thinks he would rather die and reincarnate again than live with the way you're looking at him

you're not even mad at getting hurt. you don't even remember that. you're just...looking at him like he's nothing more than a stranger because right now, that's what he is

i think his insecurities would be amped up to 100x after this, even if you did agree to come home with him and try to regain your memories

he's constantly praying that this is some messed up nightmare because he doesn't even know why you agreed to date him the first time around

so how is he supposed to make you fall for him again?

it's even worse because you are trying and you feel bad about it, but anytime he gets too close, he can see the way you flinch slightly

honestly he's going to start spiraling, like questioning whether he even deserves you or what he's doing wrong

is it because you don't know him? is he scaring you in some way? he would never hurt you, but that's all he's ever known. it was nice to live in this fantasy, but maybe all he was doing was delaying the inevitable

he starts to wonder if maybe he should just let you go now, while you don't remember anything. just thinking about it makes him want to claw his heart out but if it would keep you safe, he'd be willing to give you anything

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thevoidstaredback · 3 months ago

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Week One

While Tim and Luke had been working on the guest list, Alfred and Kate set up the Ballroom, though they weren't decorating quite yet. That would be Selina and Cass's job. Though, as with everything in the Manor, Alfred expected the room to be set up perfectly. Along with the expectations of this prank going off perfectly, with room for improv should any unforeseen events take place, it's best to have everything ready starting as soon as they can.

There had to be storage somewhere in the house that only Alfred knew about because there's no way that the entire family of detectives missed what had to be a hundred round tables and triple the amount of chairs.

"This is an impressive amount of tables and chairs," Kate whistled lowly, "Where were you keeping these things?"

Alfred gave a small smile. "They're kept we're they've always been kept."

That answered no questions.

"Are you sure you're not hiding some kind of magic from everyone?" she wondered.

He didn't answer. "We'll start by setting up the tables along the edges of the room," he instructed, taking one of the circular tables from the rack and carrying to the nearest wall. He set it up quickly. "Leave six feet between the wall and the table. That way there is room enough to get behind whomever is sitting here without pushing against the wall."

Kate knew some of the people Tim was thinking of inviting. She knew for a fact that they'd take up as much space as they could. "Theoretically."

Alfred's eyes twinkled like he knew something about this that she didn't. He probably does. "Theoretically."

***

Steph and Damian are doing the seating and interference arrangements. Steph because she knows way more about gossip between pretty much all of the Justice League and the One Percent, and Damian because he was raised not only in propriety but also in espionage.

The way Alfred and Kate had set the room left the middle of the floor open for dance. At the head of the room, directly opposite the two sets of doors, was a stage that Alfred was keeping somewhere. The orchestra would be set up there with a podium for speeches.

Steph plopped the papers, pens, and tape she was holding onto the nearest table before sitting down. THe finished guest list sat on the top of the stack. "So, Baby Bat, how're we gonna go about this?"

Damian sat beside here, a chair between them, and took a pen and blank paper for himself. "Write down the name of each family, one per paper. Then, we'll decide who sits where based on relations to one another. The papers will act as a placement until Kyle and Cain come to decorate."

"Right," Steph picked up the other pen and paper for herself. "I'll take the bottom of the list, you take the top?"

"Very well."

It took no longer than seven minutes before each name on the list was on a seperate piece of paper, folded in half to stand on its own. Once that was done, the discussion was open.

"The One Percent will be offended if they don't get seated close to the stage." Damian opened.

"Yeah," Steph agreed, "But this ain't about them; it's about the Justice League."

"All of whom have been invited to bring their families under the pretense of random selection throughout the country. If we put them all at the front and together, then they'll know something is off."

"But the One Percent will be offended no matter where we put them!"

"Queen won't."

"Then the Queens take on of the front tables. Who takes the other?"

"The Kents?"

She shook her head. "That'll set a precedent of 'them or us'. Why don't we have the Wayne's take up the other front table?"

Damina denied the idea this time. "Favorability. We could take up both of the front tables, but that would be a moot point for interference and showing favor to whomever sits closest to us."

Steph threw her head back and sighed. "So, Queen gets a front table. We'll take the back two tables so that we can watch over everything."

"Impractical. We'll need to be at the front and back."

She groaned loudly. "Why can't this be easy?"

Damian scowled. "If it were easy, then this whole farce would be revealed in a moment. The more we focus on the details, the less likely it will be that the heroes will call us out."

"You really think they'd be stupid enough to try and call us out in a room full of people?"

"No, but they are not usually the best at keeping on the down low when they think they've figured something out."

"So what do we do about seats?"

Damian thought for a moment before making another nameplate for the Wayne Family. He left one on the table with Steph, in the back right corner of the room, and took the other to the uppermost table on the left side of the room. Then, he took the Queen Family nameplate and put it on the table in the top right by the stage.

Steph joined him at the Wayne table by the stage with her pen. "We'll have to specify who's sitting where exactly."

"Father will obviously have to be up front."

"It'll look bad if the others aren't here with him, so Bruce, Dick, Tim, Cass, you, and Duke will have to be up here."

"That leaves you, Kane, Gordon, Fox, Kyle, and Todd back by the doors." He hummed. "Will Gordon's father be joining us, or will he be helping security?"

She shrugged. "Beats me, ask Babs."

"We'll assume that Gordon's and Fox's fathers will be joining at the tables, so they'll have to sit back by the doors."

The two wandered back to their work station and wrote down their families names on the back of the placecard.

"I think we should stagger the placements," Steph suggested, "One Percent, than a Non-Oner, than a One Percenter, et cetera."

"That seems like a wise course of action. Who will be the most displease by that arrangement?"

"Luthor for sure," she laughed, "And probably most of the elites from everywhere that isn't Gotham."

He hummed again. "Then we should group them together by city instead of class, with Gothamites scattered about."

"That'll give a good way to hide security in here."

"Indeed."

Part 9 Part 11

#Batman's Biggest Hater #part 10 #bruce wayne is batman's biggest hater #batman is dramatic and i will die on this hill #dc #dcu #justice league #dc comics #pranks #they're a family of detectives #using their powers for good #mostly #we're pretending i know what i'm talking about

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butcherlarry · 4 days ago

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Weekly Fic Recs 87

I'm back from the mythical land of Ohio and I have brought with me fic recs! I'm changing up my format for how I make these too, I'll include the author's summary and bit of my own Thoughts and Feelings about said fic.

ALSO for all you Superbat lovers out there, if you are interested in joining a Superbat discord server, might I suggest the Superbat (every)week Server? It was originally for people to shout about their ideas for Superbat Week 2024, but since everyone was having so much fun talking about their favorite blorbos, we are keeping it running indefinitely. It's fun place full of talented people! Fic and art events are created (like Superbat Kinkmas and a winter gift exchange), watch parties for movies and TV shows are hosted (we also did a watch party for the new Superman trailer the day that dropped), as well as various other events (like Superbat PowerPoint Parties). You can also follow @superbateveryweek on Tumblr or on Bluesky

Anyway, on to the fics!

Fears Unfounded by OdosBucket @odos-bucket - Superbat, Batfam, Teen, 3064 words, complete.

Author Summary: Jason hasn’t really witnessed a lot of positive, healthy relationships between the adults in his life. Looking back on it he might be able to acknowledge that he was going to be mistrustful of anyone who was introduced to him as his new guardian’s romantic partner, regardless of who that person was. But at twelve years old all he knows is that he doesn’t like Clark.

Jason being protective of his dad 🥺 (and learning what weirdos people from outside of Gotham are)

Comfort by fishfingersandjellybabies @fishfingersandjellybabies - Superbat, Batfam, General, 1228 words, complete.

Author Summary: In which Damian has a nightmare, and his stepdad takes care of him.

Damian willingly cuddling with Clark. My HEART 😭💖💖

fast break by pomeloquat @pomeloquat - Superbat, Explicit, 6323 words, complete.

Author Summary: Bruce's heat lasts approximately six days — that should be plenty of time for Clark to impregnate him, right? [Five times Bruce and Clark's children stopped them from making a new one, and one time they succeeded.] For Bottom Bruce Wayne October day 7: batfam cockblocking Bruce.

Omegaverse? On my fic rec list? It's more likely than you think! Also, the thought of Clark being cockblocked by Bruce's children amuses me to no end.

(Love) Triangles Have Multiple Centers by frozenpotions @froizetta - Superbat, Teen, 89352 words, wip.

Author Summary: It starts like this. Clark Kent has a hopeless crush on a woman who's out of his league. Bruce Wayne has a newly-acquired kid he feels ill-equipped to raise. Superman is still finding his feet. And Batman has an unshakeable suspicion that Superman surely can't be all that he seems. Things can only get more complicated from there.

SO EXCITED about this fic, it's on the second to last chapter!! I have been thoroughly enjoying the identity shenanigans.

Modern Day Pen-pal Romance by lostinreeverie - Superbat, General, 8937 words, complete.

Author Summary: “Wait, what? You’ve been texting some rando for three—no, four—days?” Clark stuffed an onion ring he stole from her plate into his mouth to avoid responding. Talking to Lois about this felt like opening Pandora’s box. Her shock morphed into intrigue, her eyes narrowing like a predator locking onto its prey. “Four days of texting, and you didn’t mention it until now? This is officially the longest your love life has lasted. Spill.”

Or, Clark accidentally texts the wrong number and strikes a rather unusual friendship

More shenanigans, but in the form of a wrong number. And I love Clark's opinions on phones.

Blood and Honey by RedFive - Superbat, Explicit, 25003 words, wip.

Author Summary: A pod of orphaned killer whales are sinking yachts off the Iberian Peninsula and marine biologist Clark Kent is trying to figure out why their behavior has changed so drastically. Nothing could prepare him for the truth, however, or the strange twists his life was about to take when me meets a merman….named Bruce?

Love me a good merpeople fic and I love mershark Bruce.

Things Turn Out Okay by Anonymous - Superbat, Explicit, 37869 words, wip.

Author Summary: Clark utterly adores his family - Little Dickie is growing more and more by the day, and six-month old Jason is still his perfect baby boy. Bruce is slowly returning to Batman duties, and Clark is happy. Another unplanned pregnancy certainly shakes things up a bit.

Anon, I just want you to know that you are my hero and I would go into battle for you. This fic is also part of a series that everyone should read RIGHT NOW.

I remember the night of the Superbat Kinkmas 2024 by threekingbelt @sisaloofafump - Superbat, Explicit, 16 words, wip.

Author Summary: Fanart fillings of the Superbat (Every)Week 12 Days of Kinkmas Bingo :D

It has been a pleasure and delight to watch Sisa create all this beautiful art. You should all feast your eyes upon it.

Holy Wattpad, Batman! by SolaceInSpace @manufactured-pleasantry - Bruce Wayne, Batfam, Teen, 3356 words, complete.

Author Summary: “—ever touch her again, I’ll make you regret ever being born.” A voice recording of Batman was leaked online. Once again, the internet went too far with it. Once again, Bruce's children suffered for it.

This entire series is perfect and you should all read it. I fucking love it when Bruce has to deal with Internet shenanigans.

straight on by TheResurrectionist @frownyalfred - Bruce Wayne, Unrated, 3250 words, complete.

Author Summary: Batman tries to access the Watchtower without his signature cowl and uniform. Identity shenanigans ensue.

I am a big fan of Res's outsider POV fics, and this one is FANTASTIC. I love Jenna, she is my hero.

6:32 by TheResurrectionist - Batfam, Unrated, 2371 words, complete.

Author Summary: prompt from tumblr: fic idea where for some reason Bruce (as Batman) has to pick up Alfred and Tim from a public event gone wrong in the Batmobile (Tim was poisoned) and it’s not an emergency but speed is of essence and this is, coincidentally, the first time Alfred has been in the Batmobile when it’s actually moving and he gets to see firsthand how absolutely insane Bruce drives without the need to obey speed limits. and Tim’s puking and generally displeased so Alfred spends the whole ride chiding Bruce to slow down, for god’s sake, only for Tim to chime in from the backseat, between heaves, that this is slow for him, Alfred—

Protective dad Bruce and crazy driver Bruce? Sounds like a perfect (and insane) combination.

For Some Desperate Glory by chasingfigments @chasingfigments - Batfam, Teen, 15355 words, wip.

Author Summary: The ringtone lets Bruce know before he’s even pulled the phone out that someone in his family is calling from a civilian line, which—given the current hour—should mean Alfred is calling. The caller ID displays Tim Drake instead. Threads of concern and apprehension coil through him, but it’s possible—something prevented Tim from heading out with Dick tonight. If he were sick, or injured, Alfred would have let him know already, but it’s possible something came up with school or his friends. Dick would be just fine handling a solo night in the Batman suit. There’s no proof that anything is wrong yet. Bruce takes a steady breath and accepts the call. “Hey, Tim,” he says as he unlocks his car. “I’m—” “Sorry,” a mechanized voice cuts in, and Bruce goes still, fingers curled around the driver door handle. “Tim’s not available right now.” -- Or: Instead of taking over the drug trade, Red Hood kidnaps Bruce Wayne.

Oh god, the layers of who knows and doesn't know what is insane and makes for a fun and suspenseful read! I always look forward to this fic's update.

Classical Conditioning by trash_asylum - Logan Howlett/Bruce Wayne, Explicit, 4571 words, complete.

Author Summary: Logan and Bruce play a fun game of cat and mouse or should I say bat and wolverine.

I've been dealing with Poolverine brain rot after watching the Deadpool and Wolverine movie (on top of the Superbat brain rot), so I got SO EXCITED I saw this Logan/Bruce fic. A mash up of my current brain rots (and some favorite blorbos)

Mr. Forgettable by Arwriter @eliemo - Poolverine, Mature, 40523 words, wip.

Author Summary: Wade’s off the couch, moving slowly until he’s standing right in front of Logan. He’s eyeing him carefully, thoughtfully, like he can piece together a solution to whatever the hell is happening right now. “You’re not just doing this so you can get out of buying dinner, are you?" “Fuck you.” Or: Even if he can't quite place his face, Logan doesn't think he could ever forget Wade Wilson.

Every time this fic updates, I have to resist the urge to reread the entire fic because I love it so much (I fail each time, I've reread this fic so much). All the chapters have been from Logan's POV, but the latest one is in Wade's, which was Excellent to read. I am Super Excited for the next update.

The Subtle Art of Giving a Massage by Dorath3xplorer - Poolverine, Explicit, 5318 words, complete.

Author Summary: A minute later, Logan’s hands clutch so tightly at the sheets that his knuckles are turning white. Wade continues to squeeze and wring his muscles, using less skilled but much more powerful techniques just to get a reaction—Logan’s low grunt turns into an almost whine as Wade digs into a particularly sore spot; he does it again, harder, just to be mean, not expecting Logan to whimper, half-pleasure and half-pained as he jerks under Wade. Both of them go still. “Shit, Logan, are you getting off on this?” - Or: Wade asks for a massage, gives a massage, and gets a little more.

I am a big fan of pillow princess Logan. Give that emotionally repressed hairy man a good rub down (and dicking).

In The Midnight Hour by StrawberryNova - Poolverine, Explicit, 21631 words, wip.

Author Summary: "They did not really fuck in the Honda Odyssey, at least, in the conventional sense. The fight itself, that was a cathartic exercise, a release of aggression and hard feelings for both of them. That’s what he told himself, anyway. And what they did after that, it didn’t mean anything. It was barely more than what two teenagers would do on a third date. It was so stupid, so ridiculous, hardly even worth mentioning, let alone remembering over and over and over for three months straight. So why couldn’t he forget it?" or After an intense sexual encounter in the Odyssey, Logan tries to pretend it didn't mean anything. However, slowly, he realizes that maybe there's more to it than that. In the three months they'd been living together, Wade has made Logan feel a lot of things he's never felt before, both in the bedroom and beyond, and things he never thought he'd feel again. It's a getting-together fic fraught with pining, combined with Logan discovering a few kinks he didn't know he had.

I am also a fan about Logan discovering new and excited kinks he enjoys and not knowing what to do or feel about them (but Wade does).

Unexpected Encounters by RogueFroggo - Poolverine, General, 1969 words, complete.

Author Summary: “I expected him to be more…forward,” Scott said, breaking the silence “Especially with you.” “With me?” Jean said teasingly. Scott shrugged, “The other Logan—” “This isn’t our Logan, Scott,” Jean said firmly, “And besides, I think he’s very much interested in someone else…” Scott tilted his head confused, “Who?” Jean gives him a deadpan look, “Seriously? Were we not just in the same room for the past half an hour?” Or; Scott meets Logan for the first time and is kind of expecting him to flirt with his girl but instead this Logan is different and seems to have eyes for someone else.

An excellent outsider POV fic looking at Logan and Wade's relationship. I love how protective they are of each other 🥺

Snowstorm by sundazetales @sundazetales - Poolverine, Explicit, 6950 words, complete.

Author Summary: A snowstorm hits the city, trapping Logan and Wade alone in their apartment without electricity. Cue sharing a bed for warmth, drinking too much whisky, cuddling in candlelight, and…well, you’ll have to read to find out.

I am also stuck in the middle of a snow storm (blizzard warning yayyy), so reading this fic was a no brainer for me. Very cute and sweet 💖

Heat of the Moment by FinelyDressedSpacemen @finelydressedspacemen - Poolverine, Explicit, 11840 words, complete.

Author Summary: “My universe is different than yours,” Logan whispered. “Your biology’s a little different too. Think I’m just having a reaction to whatever that powder was. We didn’t have Interdites where I’m from.” “What, like you’re allergic?” “Sure,” Logan agreed. He closed his eyes and tried to breathe. He could feel the first stirrings inside of him, the first whispers of the need that would overwhelm him within days. .. After a mission gone awry, Logan goes into his first heat in twenty years.

A Poolverine omegaverse fic on my fic rec list?? It's more likely than you think! I am also a big fan of fics where Logan (or Wade) have omegaverse dynamics, but the other doesn't, but still learns how to take care of them during heats (or ruts).

crawl out through the fallout [to my loving arms] by Potrix - Poolverine, Mature, 6520 words, wip.

Author Summary: In Wade’s arms, the bundle starts crying in earnest. “No,” Wade chokes out, shaking his head, “no, I—no, no, no, no—” He puts the bundle down on the floor, stands on trembling legs, and flees. No one stops him. Logan, heart heavy and throat tight, goes to pick up the baby. [5 of his daughter’s firsts Wade misses out on, plus the 1 time he gets his shit together, steps up to the plate, and finally does the right fucking thing.]\

Logan with a cute baby. What more do I have to say? I am looking forward to the Wade interactions with the cute baby too :)

it's all in my head but i want nonfiction by obihoebikenobi @obihoebikenobi - Poolverine, Explicit, 21294 words, complete.

Author Summary: “Happy new year,” Wade murmured, bright reflection from the TV glowing in Logan’s eyes. “Should we kiss?” Logan said back, somewhere in the cacophony of voices and clinking glasses. What? “What?” Wade gasped because what the fuck? What the actual fuck? “What?” Logan asked back, lurching backward a little, clearing his throat, “I just–I thought–sorry.” Sheepish, stuttering Logan was not on Wade’s twenty–twenty-five bingo card, but here he was anyway, nervous fingers trembling against Wade’s thigh for a moment before he took them away. Logan stood haphazardly, placing a warm hand on Wade’s shoulder for just a fraction of a second, “I can wait. Another time. How about a hug?” Wade nodded, standing and shoving his chair back, launching himself into Logan’s hold a bit eagerly for his own liking, but Logan really didn’t need to see the heat rising to his cheeks. “Happy new year, bub,” Logan whispered in his ear. (Somewhere between sharing a bed, fixing their sleep schedules, and settling into a daily routine, Logan and Wade start dating. Too bad Wade doesn't know that.)

Oh my god, they are both so dumb. So, so dumb, I love this fic so much. Miscommunication my beloved.

Happy reading!

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meowmeowmeowmeow4x · 5 months ago

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Dark Blue Moon and the Suffering Sun Chapter 36

Hey guys! Been super busy with other stuff. Check out my Ao3 if u wanna see more dpxdc siren content!

also masterpost!

INTERNATIONAL OUTCRY AS AMERICAN AGENTS TEAR THROUGH PANAMA

GIW agents harass civilians and destroy property in pursuit of supposed siren supervillain Phantom, only for no trace of said villain to be found. Is this yet another sordid chapter in American interference on South American soil? Lois Lane reports.

That was a welcome sight to see in the morning. Jazz Fenton placed her phone face down, and rolled back into bed; it was a bad idea to look at screens for too long while concussed, as much as she wanted to dig into the article lambasting Amity’s least favourite government workers. A small weight lifted off her shoulders. For the moment, her brother and Damian were scot free. Her parents were still hard at work on repairs. They’d spent the whole night in despair along with Bruce Wayne after Skulker had escaped without telling them any info on the missing boys, then the next morning, boom! Back to work. Never let it be said that the Fentons gave up easily. The GIW seemed less likely to bounce back, if the backlash against them was any indication. And Skulker’s ship was at the bottom of the sea.

As for what Danny and Damian would do next, Jazz had no idea. They could be trekking through Brazil on foot, or planning to swim back up north to Amity for all she knew. All she could do was hope Danny got himself a phone soon to call her, and let her know they were alright. Speaking of which…

Jazz got up and moved to the side of her door, where the spare mattress was propped up. She dragged it over the door, sealing it shut. With her room once again soundproofed and secure, she went back to her bed, and tapped a group call contact on her phone. She had texted them the brief details last night, but was too busy comforting her parents to give them the full report.

It answered in two rings. Tucker spoke immediately. “What’s your status?”

Sam picked up right after. “Where are the boys?”

“Everything is fine, for now. They managed to escape Panama before the GIW could catch them. But Skulker got them soon after.”

“Shit. I never even knew! I wasn’t there to hack him. What happened?” Tucker asked in panic.

“Mom and Dad came back last night, told me and Bruce that ‘Phantom’ made off with his little green friend. So at least they’re safe.”

“So that means they’re safe, right?”

Jazz squeezed her hairband. “For the most part. There’s one issue, though. Mom and Bruce saw Danny running at the beach in Panama. They didn’t see him go into the water or anything.” She was always careful not to say anything that would connect Danny with Phantom, just in case there was still somehow someone listening. It was never ‘transform’, it was always ‘go in the water.’ It was never Danny and Damian swimming in the ocean, it was Phantom and his friend, or just ‘they.’ “They don’t suspect anything catastrophic yet, but the situation is sensitive.”

“Well fuck.” The sound of a fist on wood came through Sam’s end.

“Sam, are you training?” Tucker asked. Jazz internally questioned if there was a reason to his surprise.

“Just a bit. Need to be in tip top shape.” Another series of punches. “You got a problem with that, Tuck?”

“Nope. Not at all.”

Jazz pursed her lips. “How are you guys feeling, outside of paranoid anxiety and crushing fear?”

“Like I want to cave someone’s face in right now.”

“I’ve got some good news!” Keyboard clacking followed his announcement, and a text from him appeared on their group chat. It was an internal order obviously gained via Tucker’s illicit means, directing operatives to pack up and hit the seas for Phantom. “The Gankers in Wetwipes are screwing off in the next couple weeks. That means less property damage. Woo!”

“But more people chasing Phantom, Tuck.” Sam let out a guttural growl as she kicked something, by the sound of it. “They’ll be licking their wounds for a while with his GTA stunt in Panama, but for how long?”

For how long indeed. If they were as determined as they ever were, probably not long at all. “What’s the status at Fentonworks?”

“All clear for now. I already gained access to the system aaages ago, back when we needed to disable the detection systems for Danny.” A few keys clicked in the background. “Still nothing. I have a program to alert me and Sam when a certain someone shows up.”

“And then what?”

“Hopefully, blast him to fucking bits with the house defenses.”

“There’s also plan B, Jazz, but we’ll save that for later,” Sam added. “How are you feeling?”

Jazz sighed. The last few days have been nothing but anxiety, uncertainty and stress. Slowly, she breathed in again, and her sigh became a calming exhale. “Honestly? Relieved. The future is uncertain, and people are naturally inclined to dislike uncertainty, but I have faith in Danny. He’s one of the strongest little brothers a woman could hope for.”

She just needed to have faith.

Damian chewed a piece of Sargassum. The stars coated the night sky once more in a mesmerising dome, while Danny laid beside him, fins flicking lazily, as he retold myths. Currently Danny was going over Herakles, who was brought to the teet of Hera to suckle, only for the baby Herakles to nibble too hard, causing the goddess’ milk to spill out into the stars, forming the Milky Way.

“Incidentally, galaxias literally means milky! Can you believe it?” Danny concluded.

The whale pod was fast asleep at this moment, floating near the surface of the ocean. Danny’s body was already mostly dried out, scales replaced by pink skin. The older boy tipped his foot into the water, which morphed it into a fin, before splashing the water onto Damian’s body.

As much as Damian wished to be able to continue swimming, he was still in recovery, and he and Danny had not finished gathering supplies yet. Instead, he laid his head on the mother whale’s body and on Danny’s, and listened to another story.

“This isn’t about any constellations, but here’s the hillaarrious misunderstanding for why some Greeks thought the god Pan was dead…”

Damian fell asleep to the rhythm in Danny’s chest.

He woke up feeling better than ever, and the whale calves seemed to feel the same. As soon as he rose, a group of them with Dorothea at the helm ambushed him. Dorothea bumped her nose onto him, and Damian instinctively grasped her fins to hold on, while she dashed away from her friends. Three calves followed Dorothea’s tail, while another two flanked her left side.

The two from the side dove for Damian, aiming to knock him off Dorothea’s back, but she swerved upward and dodged their advance. So the game was to claim Damian as their rider. He could get behind this. Dorothea’s friends approached from the rear. Damian secured his position atop her back, and scanned his surroundings, which were mostly featureless sands and dozens of whales. He clicked a command, then nudged her in the downwards direction. Almost by telepathy, Dorothea angled downwards underneath the belly of one of the adult pod members. The three chasers followed closely.

“Giddy up, Dorothy! We can still outswim them!” He called out to his friend. However, his glee was cut short by the reappearance of the two flankers. One seemed like a young male, with three spots on his head. Damian dubbed him Cerberus. The other had a white patch on its fin. Damian called it Todd.

Cerberus went low, while Todd went high, brushing against the underbelly of the adult they were swimming under. With Damian holding on tight, Dorothy dashed forward. She and Damian aimed to swim up the side of the adult and lose their tails (curse you Richard and your infectious disease). However, the three chasers from the back had returned. A smaller runt rammed Damian by the side. It was not painful, just startling. Damian yelped at his new captor and the current winner. “Be careful, you dolt! And start swimming!”

Runt clicked an answer back, and the chase was on. Damian took the helm at Runt’s back, and chirped a challenge back to the other calves, who crooned back with renewed vigour. Runt wasn’t as big or strong as her friends, but she was small, and that made her a more difficult target, as well as granting her greater nimbleness in the water. Try as her pod mates might, they were unable to catch her. Runt twisted and zig-zagged through the water, and around the bodies of the adults. Dorothea managed to glance by Damian’s sail, but she had aimed too high and left Damian firmly seated on his current noble steed.

As enemy forces closed in on them, he had to wonder what the victory condition had to be for this game, and if there weren’t, how he could make one decisively. His gaze turned upward.

“We need altitude, Runt. On the double!” He commanded. Damian ducked under another capture attempt by Cerberus, then jerked Runt to the side as Todd dove for another attempt. Runt sped toward the surface with accelerating pace amidst the growing resistance. In a rush of motion, the pair broke the surface and launched into the air, almost six whole feet up. Runt sang a triumphant tune. She blasted water out of her blowhole, which happened to be right underneath Damian’s face, but Damian couldn’t help but laugh even as he was pelted by high-pressure water. His stomach lurched and his heart jittered with the thrill of free-fall, celebrated with a pump of the fist.

He and Runt plummeted back to the deep blue sea with a magnificent splash, right before the whale calves surrounded them with playful nuzzles.

A click interrupted their celebration. Behind the shifting bodies of the whale calves, a grinning Danny floated, camera in hand. “Shouldn’t you be resting?”

Damian glared with dignity. He did not pout. “I was getting in my recommended hours of physical therapy. You’re welcome.”

“Yeah yeah yeah. And it wasn’t just because you wanted to play with the whales again?”

“It was training.” Damian put his hands to his hips. “I am learning how to be a whale whisperer and trainer, for any future encounters where that skillset might be useful.”

“Well…” Danny rolled his shoulders back and grinned. “Is the budding whale trainer ready for a lunch break?” The older boy offered a helping of brown kelp. “Today our chef has prepared a special three-course dinner comprising of kelp, kelp, and a mystery desert for later!”

“It is kelp, is it not?”

“You betcha!”

Within the clean white walls of a private jet, a man picks up a glass of champagne. Poor Jasmine, all alone in Fentonworks, her parents having gone off gallivanting across the waves once more. Poor Jasmine indeed. Well, having set affairs in order back at home, Vlad Masters was finally coming to check in on his dear, dear goddaughter.

“How long until we reach Amity, pilot?”

“Just another hour, sir. Hang in tight.”

“Excellent.”

And if he completed a few errands around Amity Park in the meantime, who could blame him?

#dpxdc #danny fenton #merman #damian wayne #dcxdp #merboy #mermaid au #angst

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theodorecanaryhood · 11 months ago

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The Tattoo Artist and the Artist: Family vacations

Part VIII

Jason Todd x Male reader ft Dick (bottom left), Tim (top left) and Damian (top right)

The humid night air hit hard as the bedsheets were tossed off the bed, half fallen as the bodies lay on the bed.

Jason’s sweat dripped down his face as he rolled onto his side, then onto his back. His breath hitched as he gasped a little.

‘Jason?’ You whisper called as you saw Jason, asleep next to you.

His nightmares were frequent after his death and resurrection, but his nightmares were more frequent now. Since his last run in with the Joker all those weeks ago.

‘Y/n’ Jason called out in his sleep, you simply rubbed his face.

Gently rubbing your fingers over his chest and face, Jason’s breathing calmed down as he sunk into a sweeter sleep.

You knew Jason was dreaming about that night, the night he found out you were gone and Joker had you. Then Jason killed the Joker.

You drove the sleeping Jason to Wayne Manor as the sun shun brightly, you had arranged for a family get away to take Jason’s mind off of everything and relax.

Dick was standing outside as you approached Wayne Manor, Jason woke up and ran over to his older brother. You smiled as you saw their interaction.

Tim appeared from the doorway as he hugged Jason next, Dick rushed to you with his arms open.

‘Hey’ Dick cheered as he hugged you, kissing you on the cheek.

The three of you went inside as you laughed and caught up, Jason seeming a lot more lively now.

‘Todd’ Damian spoke as he came out of the kitchen, holding a teapot.

‘Spawn’ Jason smiled, ruffling his youngest brothers hair.

Damian smiled as he saw you and gave you a hug, much to everyone’s surprise.

The day was filled with movies, snacks and catching up on everything. Seeing as you hadn’t seen the boys since the holidays.

‘How’ve you been anyway?’ Dick asked you as you both stood in the kitchen.

You sipped your beer as Dick leant against the counter, you smiling a little.

‘Great, though Jason’s been having nightmares more frequently’ you admitted, Dick nodded.

‘That’s understandable, he went through a lot with the Joker, being face to face with him again after all that time’ Dick explained.

Damian entered the room to catch the two of you having a friendly moment, Damian smiled a little.

‘Break it up Grayson, if Todd catches you being nice to his fiancee he might kill you’ Damian joked.

Dick laughed as he walked into the living room, you handing Damian a towel as he finished washing his hands.

The rest of the night was chilled and the five of you finished watching a movie. Tim was first to fall asleep, his glasses slipping off his face, you nudged Jason’s shoulder, him chuckling.

‘Come on Timmy, bed time’ Jason whispered as he picks Tim up, your heart melted as you watched Jason carry his younger brother to bed.

Even though Tim is in his early twenties, Jason is strong enough to pick Tim up. He could probably pick Damian up too, but no chance Damian would allow him the chance.

You lay in Jason’s bed as you stared at the ceiling, smiling as the darkness filled the room and your head.

Sunlight seemed harsh today as your head was a little light, probably should’ve drank more water yesterday.

‘Morning’ you smiled, walking into the kitchen, being the last one up.

Jason kissed you as he handed you a cup of coffee, Tim eating some toast and Damian tucking into a bowl of cereal.

‘Morning’ Tim smiled, taking his glasses off to clean them.

‘Sleep ok?’ You asked, Tim nodded as Damian nearly rolled his eyes.

‘When I couldn’t hear the two of you, the walls are thin’ Damian stated as you blushed.

‘Sorry’ Jason chuckled as he kissed you again, Dick walking into the room from the other room.

The five of you took a trip to the beach as Dick drove you all, you and Jason cuddled in the back while Tim rocked up front with Dick. Damian of course, sitting next to the two of you.

At the beach, the five of you ran through the sand in your trunks as Dick caught the attention of a young woman.

You and Jason kissing in the water as Jason took hold of your hand, Tim and Damian sitting on the loungers reading while catching the sun.

It was a nice distraction for Jason as for the past couple of nights, he hadn’t had any nightmares.

Jason pulled you into the water as he held onto you, kissing you and your tongues battling. You felt a warmth as Jason held onto your face. Holding you still as he deepened the kiss.

The sun began to hit a cool air in the day as it began to fall down, the two of you getting out of the water.

You threw a towel around Jason’s waist to cover his lower half as he took off his trunks, standing naked, grabbing his underwear and pulling them up. You released the towel from your grip once Jason was done.

The drive back was peaceful as Dick listened to the radio, the four of you all slept as Dick smiled to himself.

Realising he had everything he needed as he watched you all, Dick felt like the parent in this moment.

Lying next to Jason in bed as he leant over and kissed you, deep as you smiled into it. Exhaustion kicked in for both of you as you both drifted into a deep sleep.

Jason stopped having nightmares for a while and didn’t even realise it, all he wanted was you to be in his arms.

#red hood #gotham #red hood fanfiction #red hood x reader #red hood x you #jason todd fanfiction #jason todd x reader #jason todd x y/n #jason todd x you #jason todd #jason todd x male reader #red hood x male reader #dick grayson #tim drake #damian wayne #thoren bradley #anubace #Nik poire

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sicariodechinchulines · 1 year ago

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#BottomDamianWayneWeek- Day 3- Size Difference

tw: submission, degrading

Damian looks so small and pretty that the first thing Jon wants to do after surviving a life threat, is to fuck him to unconsciousness. so does Damian, fascinated by the new size difference.

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bottomdamianwayne · 1 year ago

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Bottom Damian Wayne Week 2023 Prompt Voting

Bottom Damian Wayne Week 2023 Prompt Voting is now open until 31 August 2023!

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#Bottom Damian Wayne Week #Bottom Damian Wayne Week 2023 #BDWW #BDWW2023

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cookeybg · 7 months ago

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Unexpected Cohabitation a JonDami fic

Title: Unexpected Cohabitation

Main Characters: Jonathan Kent and Damian Wayne (some of the others show up too, the list is too long)

Eventual relationship: Jonathan Kent/Damian Wayne (my fave)

Stuff to know: No capes, reverse robins, high school AU, no smut, no Brucie Wayne, I know nothing about sports but it will show up, (aaand I think that's it, will add more if it comes up)

Word Count: 1,354

[Here's my table of contents]

Part 2 - Chapter 10

Jon watched as the condensation of Jay’s strawberry milk boba tea dripped down to pool on the table. He grabbed a napkin and bit his bottom lip as he wiped it. This couldn’t be considered a date, right? He looked out the window to watch Jay speak on the phone, his soft pink hair ruffled in the light breeze as he nodded at whoever was on the other line. No, this was strictly part of the assignment Mr.Thompson had given them earlier in the week. He really shouldn’t be jumping into his fantasies when he hadn’t even asked him out. Their assignment had been to cover the up and coming student art showcase and Jay had suggested to meet up after school at the boba shop close by, that’s all this was and nothing more. Just a club assignment, but his heart wouldn’t stop hammering and his hands wouldn’t stay dry and why was it that he couldn’t say anything clever or funny? The moment that Jay’s phone had rung, Jon had felt relief since he had to step out to take the call. Was that normal, should he be this nervous? He wiped his hands on his thighs. Sighing to himself, he took a sip of his mango boba tea. His gaze wandered to stare out at the plaza outside. It was a sunny day in Gotham, the big green space in the center of the plaza was filled with people and students enjoying the mild weather. Dogs sniffed one another while their owners talked, skateboarders skated away from security guards only to return a few minutes later and shop goers carried clear iced coffee cups. The boba shop he sat in was also crowded, the noise so loud it became part of the atmosphere. Taking another sip of his refreshing drink, his eye caught on a head of dark spiky hair walking along with a much taller guy whose messy hair shone a bright orange under the shinning sun. Jon immediately shifted down in his seat, hid behind his hand and hoped that Damian wouldn’t spot him. Damian was good at ignoring him so he doubted he would even look his way, but for some reason he did not want to be spotted on his “not” date with Jay. Jon had learned that Damian was extremely observant, having as many younger siblings as he had probably accounted for that. If Damian found out that Jon had a crush on Jay, that the letter he had accidentally received was actually meant for Jay, and that he was on a possible date, that was definitely NOT a date, he would never hear the end of it. He could imagine it now, those perfect lips lifting into a smug teasing smile, making fun of his pathetic love life, probably bringing Conner into the ribbing. Jon risked a look back, lowering his hand a bit to peek over it and watched Damian turn around. A smaller body slammed into him, nearly tripping him backwards, Colin’s hands shot out to help stabilize him. A girl in a baggy black cardigan clung around Damian’s neck, her forearms resting on his shoulders and her legs wrapped around his waist. The white haired girl smiled down at Damian’s shocked expression. Jon’s hand slammed onto the table, his back ramrod straight, he watched her lips meet Damian’s. He watched Damian let her kiss him, let her wrap her arms tighter around him, let her fingers grip his hair. She then let go and dropped gracefully to the ground. He watched Damian let her hug his arm possessively, laughing at something he said. With his other hand Damian brushed his hair back casually and the group continued to head in the direction Damian had originally been going.

Jon continued to stare at the spot they had stood. The shock that Damian would let anyone kiss him left his fingers numb. He always seemed untouchable, many people tried to get close to him but couldn’t. His own brothers had difficulty making him soften. Hell, Dick was practically the only one who bombarded him with affection. Sure, Colin was constantly draping himself over the shorter boy, but Damian always rebuked him. Jon had only ever seen Talia caress his cheek and Bruce only ever pat his shoulder. Yet, here he was, letting a girl, Jon had never seen or heard of, kiss him. Publicly. “Sorry it took so long.” Jon startled spilling some of his drink on the table. Cursing under his breath he grabbed a napkin from the dispenser on the table and wiped it up. His cheeks felt hot when he looked up into warm brown eyes and imagined a green tint. Jay sat down across from him looking at him with concern. “Are you ok?” Jay’s eyebrows furrowed, “you look a bit flushed.” “No, yeah, I’m good and I didn’t mind,” Jon cleared his throat, “waiting for you, I mean.” Jay looked at Jon skeptically, he drummed his fingers on the table, biting his pink bottom lip. Jon turned away from Jay’s stare to grab his notebook. He lightly placed it on the table, took a deep breath, forced a smile and met his eyes. “We should get started before we miss the deadline, right?” Jay nodded and the rest of their time together consisted of comparing notes and discussing what would be written in the article. Jon didn’t notice that he wasn’t as nervous anymore. He didn’t notice that he had made Jay laugh a couple of times. He didn’t notice that their hands had brushed against each other once or twice. On his way home, Jon sent a text to his dad letting him know to pick him up from the bus stop, he didn’t want to walk all the rest of the way to the manor. No buses passed through Bristol. The bus itself was nearly empty with only two other people who looked tired and worn out. He leaned his head against the bus’s window unable to stop the replay of the kiss. Why was he so shocked? Damian’s older than him, he’s popular, he’s handsome, of course he would have a girlfriend. Why wouldn’t he? It was already bad enough that he was living in the same house as that bossy, infuriating, talented jerk. He saw him first thing in the morning, during school, even though Damian rarely acknowledged him, and he saw him last thing every night because they all ate dinner together. There was no escaping him, Jon felt he knew more than he needed to about Damian. He was too disciplined, a perfectionist, a workaholic, rarely ever knew anything about mainstream media and was overly committed to his animals and loved ones. Jon had at least thought Damian was as hopeless as he when it came to love, but it seemed that he had him beat on that front too. How dare he flaunt this girl, when he wouldn’t even give back the letter he wrongfully took. Who was that chick anyway? She had hung onto Damian with ease. Her thin, small frame was kept aloft by Damian’s strong shoulders and thighs. Jon could imagine how it would feel to hug him. He had seen Damian in a white T-shirt, soaked in sweat, the material see through and clinging to well defined pecs and abs, more times that he wanted to admit to. He had seen those legs in jersey shorts, knew of their strength. Her lips had touched, probably more than once, his soft plump lips- Jon stopped that train of thought. He didn’t need to imagine any further, didn’t want to. What Damian did or didn’t do, what he let others do to him, was not any of his business! He groaned and frustratedly ruffled his hair. Damian was so annoying. He hugged his bag against his chest, his arms tightened around it hard enough to be able to feel his school books and folders jab his biceps. He reasserted his dislike of the arrogant jerk. Jon wasn’t sure how anyone liked him…why then, did his chest feel so heavy?

Hoped you like the chapter! Jon is starting to fall hard, if he hasn't already. :D

#fanfic #fanfiction #damian wayne #jon kent #damian al ghul #jondami #jonathan kent #jonathan samuel kent #damian and jon #damijon #supersons #super sons #no capes au #high school au

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internetgiraffekid1673 · 7 months ago

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Ramblings About Batfam Comics I Read This Week

So. I spent this week reading unhealthy amounts of batfam comics, and I have thoughts!

I have now read the entirety of the Red Robin solo comic, all of Batgirl Volume 3 (Stephanie Brown's batgirl run), Batman: the Road Home because I kinda had to for context, about half of the currently running Batgirls comic (Cass and Steph share the Batgirl role with Barbara as their mentor and also sometimes Batgirl), and The Dark Knight Returns by Frank Miller.

Why these? Simple, I wanted to read Batgirls, I wanted Red Robin Tim, and I wanted Carrie Kelley's existence. So, without further ado, here are my major thoughts!

You know me, my ramblings turn into long essays, so it all goes under a cut and subsections! As per usual, TL;DR at the bottom!

Multiple Comics:

1. Comics are funnier than we give them credit for. Even the edgiest ones I was reading left me cracking up every once in a while.

2. I have maintained this since I first started learning about the BatFam, and I will maintain it till I die---Batman has partners, not sidekicks. They don't follow his orders. He doesn't LET them do anything. He runs around doing damage control while a bunch of absolutely feral children fight crime. Batman doesn't make heroes. He finds heroes and makes sure they have access to a decent first aid kit, training, and some morals.

3. Stephanie Brown is a BAMF who does NOT get the love she deserves. Not only is she smart, determined, and awesome in a fight, she's got something that many batfam characters lack: kindness. Stephanie is sweet and adorkable and nice to everyone while still managing to be a chaotic, hypercompetent, sarcastic menace to society. I'll go into more details under the Batgirl v. 3 section, but I am now a massive Stephanie Brown stan, and I will not tolerate slander! Put some respect on the name of Stephanie f*cking Brown!

4. I am now both a shipper of TimSteph and CassSteph. With occasional HarperSteph. This is unsurprising. I have multiple characters I like together in most mediums, and I don't give a crap about canon, so I can ship whichever one I'm in the mood for! :)

5. In a similar vein, reading the comics very much stoked my already strong DickBabs fire. I love me so Birdflash, RobStar, and Babs/Kara, but I'm beginning to think DickBabs is my favorite combo.

6. Stephanie's OG spoiler costume is her best one, but she's at her best characterization as v. 3 Batgirl.

7. F*CK YOU NEW 52! Nobody likes you, and you ruin everything! You robbed me of my favorite incarnations of these characters! DEATH TO THE NEW 52! BURN, YOU DISGUSTING INSULT TO NARRATIVE CONSISTENCY!

8. Damian and Dick as Batman and Robin are honestly precious together. I only got bits and pieces viewed through Batgirl and Red Robin's eyes, but I really like them and their dynamic with both each other and everyone else. I think my favorite thing is definitely that they have named combo moves where they complete each other's quips. It's adorable.

9. Bruce is a well-meaning a**hole. He really does care about his family, but he needs to trust them more and get MUCH better at communicating.

10. Did you know everybody has a cool base outside of the Batcave? Damian and Dick are based in Wayne Tower, Tim has his Nest, Babs has the Clocktower, and Steph's Team Batgirl has the Firewall which is below Oracle's apartment.

Red Robin Solo Run

1. Tim is one cool BAMF. Man fought the whole Court of Spiders at once---who were killing League of Assasins members for fun BTW---and won and got the civilian bystander out safely. He blew up ALL of Ra's Al Ghul's bases, then fought off Ra's double threat of a hostile takeover on Wayne Enterprises and attempts to assasinate all of Batman's loved ones. He took down the evil, corruptive, hive-mind dark-net that supervillains use to communicate (yes this is a thing that exists). He successfully got evidence that Batman was alive when NOBODY else believed him and then was one of the first to actually know he was back and easily pass Bruce's tests (yes, Bruce tested people instead of telling them he was alive, because he is a well-meaning a**hole).

3. Tim is an edgy teenager. He does at least as much brooding as Batman, but with this sarcasm and dry wit behind everything that Batman doesn't really have. Tim has a consistent "Well f*ck my life, I guess," mentality that is FASCINATING to read, and is the source of a lot of his humor. He has a habit of reacting to really dramatic and serious situations with a deadpan "Welp. That ain't good. Guess I'll either figure it out or die trying."

2. Tim is apparently a chick-magnet. Just in Red Robin, he's got a thing going with Tam Fox and Lynx, Prudence Wood thinks he's sexy, he almost gets raped by Ra's Al Ghul's half-sister, and he and Steph still have feelings about each other that primarily consist of "why does my ex have to be so hot?" I am now incorporating this fact into ALL of my headcanons. It also makes for some fun drama, because all of these ladies (except maybe Steph) are way more into Red Robin than they are Tim Drake, even if they're aware of his identity. I find this objectively hilarious.

3. Tim's cowl is stupid. Apparently, the artist got the memo about halfway through the comic since tim has a pretty cool, uniquely shaped domino mask when he's in the Ünternet. This should be his mask in all appearances. Clearly unique to Red Robin, but not the stupid earless cowl.

4. Tim has SOME sort of neurodivergence going on because my man hyperfixates like nobody's business. He literally has a page where he rambles about how something'll catch his attention and he'll get sucked into it and give it his whole focus and be unable to stop thinking about it, to the detriment of his other commitments.

5. Tim somehow manages to have a thriving social life and no social life at all, and the comic agrees with me. He regularly teams up with the Teen Titans and other Gotham Weirdos TM. He's got a civilian ally/life companion in the form of Tam Fox. He has his guy in the chair, Money Spider a.k.a. Anarky a.k.a Lonnie Machin. He's got Prudence Wood and a couple of other folks with questionable morals on his payroll. And of course, he's got Bruce. He even tells Ra's at some point, "I'm not Batman. I have friends." But he also seems to do a really good job at not telling people things and thus being isolated anyway. He doesn't really doesn't share much of his personal stuff with anyone, especially not initially, so they can't really help him with stuff or provide him with the right companionship. This is perhaps most evident in his relationship with Tam Fox, which he effectively destroys by not telling her that her father Lucius isn't actually dead, and Tim just faked it for one of his plans. He didn't even forget, he just deemed not telling her the best course of action. Both he and Batman are concerned about this.

6. Tim has MASSIVE supervillain vibes. Like, Tim would make the BEST supervillain if he hadn't decided to be so heroic. Lemme. Lemme just give you a list.

Tim has a hit list. And those aren't my words. He calls it a hit list. It's mostly supervillains, and he specifically designs his schemes so that one arrest leads directly into the next. But it also has Robin as a contingency plan and a couple of other people who are decidely not bad guys.

He's a schemer. Bruce's whole test for him involves testing how he does at improvising because Tim has a penchant for creating carefully crafted plans like some sort of maniacal supervillain. And they work pretty much every time.

Tim's subconscious mind manifests as The Riddler. Lemme explain. While Tim is in the virtual reality, Ready-Player-One-esque dark net that the supervillains have set up, his attempt to puzzle out what's going on manifests as The Riddler giving him cryptic clues. The Riddler. THE RIDDLER! This is decidedly his own doing, not the Ünternet's.

Tim keeps his morals because he promised Batman, not because he actually has those morals himself. This sounds worse than it is. It's not like he actively wishes to break his moral code, he just comments multiple times in sticky situations that he would do X thing if it wouldn't be so disappointing to Batman and other people. On multiple occassions (see, blowing up the LoA bases), he actually does X thing because he thinks it's more important than approval.

Tim has ambitions to make Gotham the leader of the world. He specifically starts a number of international outreach programs for Wayne Enterprises with making Gotham the World Hub in mind. He has other altruistic reasons, but this is the one he's most focused on. This scheme also inspires Bruce to start Batman Inc., a.k.a. the thing Bruce has been doing since his return from his vacation in the time stream. Tim acknowledges that he's the inspiration and also that Bruce does not consciously know he was inspired by Tim.

He's manipulative and will work with all kinds of people if it serves his goals. This includes unpredictable people like Anarky, dangerous people like Man Bat, and morally questionable people like Lynx and Prudence Wood. His manipulation tactics mostly come in the form of cutting off other people's options until helping him is their best choice and withholding information until sharing it suits him. Batman in the making.

You see what I mean? Kid would make a GREAT criminal mastermind. Definitely got them villain vibes.

7. F*CK YOU NEW 52. The comic ended really abruptly on an ominous note with an unfinished plot because suddenly we had to do a whole reboot of the universe. Because the New 52 SUCKS!

Batgirl Volume 3

1. *ahem* STEPHANIE BROWN IS THE BEST CHARACTER! STEPH STANS UNITE! WE RIDE AT DAWN!

2. No, but seriously. I mentioned in the general section that Stephanie is a total BAMF who also has SO much heart! I think something really unique about her is her ability to be kind to and befriend literally anyone.

She becomes tentative friends with this absolute jerk girl Jordanna who's really mean to Steph because she's possesive of her friends, who all think Steph is cool. Steph doesn't judge, presses on, and manages to get Jordanna to at least accept her, if not be actively kind to her.

It's due to Steph's efforts that Wendy Harris a.k.a. Proxy a.k.a. Oracle in Training really feels accepted in her new hero role.

Steph looked at Damian in the height of his brat era and said, "You know what this kid needs? A bouncy house! Yeah, I'mma teach him how to have fun and be a kid by forcibly taking him to a bouncy castle!"

Batgirl is noted as. . .not as legal as Batman, but she still manages to make her own police force connection.

She's helpful and chill to Klarion the Witch Boy even though, as usual, all their problems in that issue are his fault.

She beats up a dude who's trying to blow up a train, and her ability and tenacity impress him so much that he becomes the Grey Ghost and tries to help her out. She thinks it's annoying and is worried about him (rightfully so, since he gets shot), but she does listen to him.

Steph will look at almost anyone with kindness and without judgement and has an astounding capability to befriend people because of this.

3. Steph is FREAKING HILARIOUS! Steph is probably the chattiest hero, especially when she's fighting bad guys, and it is both so effective and SO funny! She'll just start totally random conversations about WHATEVER while she's busy beating people up, and it makes me cackle every time. She also literally teaches people banter and gives them turns! It's amazing! Like, I'm not sure I'd call her quippy since she's not actually usually insulting people. She's just making casual, friendly conversation at really inappropriate times for it.

4. That's not the only way she's funny, either. Steph also has "inner monologue problems" where she'll say her thoughts out loud. This becomes a running gag to the point that Babs'll continually have to tell her she's using her "outside voice." It's funny and awkward every time! And then there's her habit of paraphrasing stuff that culminates when she tells Wendy the entire batfamily history in chibi doodles with absolutely zero respect. Never fear, Stephanie is here to make you laugh!

5. Steph is a GRADE A BAD-A**! My girl will challenge anyone, get in over her head, make decisions on the fly, and still win! Technically, this is a Batman Road Home Moment, but when Batman pulls his "I'm testing people instead of telling them I'm back" BS on Steph, she b*tch slaps him and then runs away while saying "I'm glad you're not dead." Bruce's only response is Bruce-speak for "I deerved that." When literally all of Gotham turns into mind controlled zombies that are after her, she outruns them by hijacking an equally mind-controlled ManBat, wrangling him until they crash into the airport, and then hitching a ride with Proxy in the T-Jet that they barely know how to fly. This works. Even when she's getting knocked around, Steph is kicking butt, taking names, and refusing to let her frankly awful lot in life get her down.

6. Steph is an improviser. My girl almost never has a plan. She thrives on the chaos. She's far more likely to disobey orders and go in guns blazing and figure it out on the fly than waste time trying to meticulously plan out something that'll probably go wrong anyway. Like, she knows the value of planning and does it every once in a while, but I feel like Steph would win almost any fight where both parties have 0 prep time simply because she's so much better at thinking on the fly and getting herself out of scrapes than anyone else.

7. Steph doesn't follow ANYONE'S orders because she is an independent adult, dammit! At the beginning of the issue, Cassandra Cain runs off to Hong Kong and hands off the Batgirl mantle to Steph. Literally everyone she comes across gives her crap for not being Cass, tells her to stop, and thinks that she shouldn't be doing that job. Everyone from random street level goons to Barbara and Dick. Steph doesn't listen and keeps going until she finally shows off enough determination that Babs gets her head out of her ass. Even after that, Steph'll happily disregard orders from Oracle, Batman, Red Robin, her mom, the cops and anyone else who tries to boss her around if she thinks it'll help. And the best part is, she's right almost every time. Steph has good judgement. She knows when she's right, and she won't let anyone tell her different.

8. I absolutely loved the dynamics between all the members of Team Batgirl. Babs taking Steph under her wing and helping her come into her own as Batgirl is amazing. One of the sweetest moments in the whole thing is when Babs gifts Steph the original Batgirl costume (she'd been using Cass's up until that point). In turn, Steph helps Babs open up and find joy and purpose in her life again, when she'd mostly been running on spite at that point. They also are so in sync with each other that it's hilarious. My favorite example is, in a situation that is getting progressively worse, Babs and Steph have the exact same inner monologue: "Crap. DOUBLE crap." It only gets better when Wendy's around, with Steph and Babs connecting to her issues each in their own way. It's beautiful and really helps Wendy grow as a person and heal her heart.

9. Steph needs to do more team ups with people. Yes, she's fantastic and compelling by herself, but she becomes downright marvelous when she's got someone to bounce off of, and her natural friendliness makes her a good pick for team ups. One of my favorite issues was definitely the one where she hung out with Kara and they beat up vampires together. It was adorable.

10. F*CK YOU NEW 52! WHY DID YOU TAKE THIS FROM ME?! WTF!

Batman: The Road Home

1. I only really read this one for context on what was going on in Batgirl and Red Robin, but I do have a couple thoughts.

2. Alfred and Co. have basically kidnapped Hush a.k.a. Thomas Elliot and are holding him hostage in a penthouse. They force him to do appearances as Bruce Wayne while Bruce is still missing, and he is soooooooo salty about this. This is objectively funny.

3. Vicki Vale is actually a really cool character who deserves better. A bit lacking in the common sense and self-preservation departments, but cool nonetheless. She's pushy and invasive and catty, but she is good at her job and I would be just as irritated as her if I had fallen as far from grace as her.

3. Bruce, you're an a**hole. You wanna tell people you're home instead of putting them through insane tests of skill and character while disguised as some random and possibly malevolent vigilante? They GRIEVED you! Some of them are probably STILL grieving! Give Dick a hug dammit!

4. Ra's, you're a creepy weirdo. Go back to brooding in your vampire box now please!

The Dark Knight Returns by Frank Miller

1. These books are REALLY FREAKING GOOD. I know, who woulda thought, seeing as how it's one of the most popular and talked about Batman comics ever. But seriously. You should read these. I was reluctant to do so, since a lot of people were like "Oh it's Frank Miller, he's edgy, and his Batman has all the tired edgy Batman tropes." I'm sorry, you don't see him using guns, you don't see him killing anyone, you don't see him being a terrible person. This Batman NEEDS a therapist. Desperately. But he's also still a good person. This is ACTUALLY cool edgy Batman, where his issues are used to create a more compelling narrative, not the "cool" edgy Batman that operates under the "grimdark is cool" principle.

2. I almost cried a couple times! This comic has an overwhelming melancholy feel that I just really enjoyed. Everything and everyone feels tired and sad. Everyone. The best part is that this comic is told primarily from Bruce's perspective and Bruce is SO empathetic and caring, that he feels not only his own melancholy, but everybody else's too, and it's so effective! I think the best example is when Two-Face, recently released from Arkham, goes full relapse and Batman is forced to tie him up and leave him for the cops. He looks at Harvey and just goes "That's a kindred spirit, and I feel for him."

3. The story is told interspersed with TV stations and news radio fighting and bickering and reporting. Nobody is quite sure what to make of the Batman situation, and almost all of them feel negatively about it. The only reporter who actually seems in support of Batman is Lana Lang, and she's also one of the few people who feels RATIONAL during the comic. Like, everybody is reacting very poorly and with panic and contempt towards Batman's return, and it really really isn't helpful. You get this feeling of "it's us against the world," and it really contributes to the vibes.

4. Bruce is an old man. He's technically only 55, but a lifetime of fighting crime, trying (and failing to quit), and becoming dependent on alcohol to keep away the nightmares and the call to dress up as The Rodent of Vengeance will seriously mess up your body. Every time he gets in a fight, he is extremely conscious of how slow he is, how much more he can feel each hit, how much of an advantage all of the youngsters he's fighting have on him. It's to the point that he literally has to plan around his old age and failing body.

5. Alfred is PEAK SASSY in here, and it's beautiful! I actually think this might have the best characterization of Alfred, like, ever. He loves Bruce. That's his kid. Not his master. His kid. He's not gonna leave him alone. But, he also has too much dedication to his role as "butler" to actually stop him from doing anything STUPID, so he resorts to just sassing the man RUTHLESSLY instead. And for all the sass he gives Bruce about being Batman, he's also just as deep into this weird lifestyle. The highlight is definitely Alfred telling Bruce after the first night out that if it's suicide he's after, Alfred has an old family recipe that will be just as slow and excruciating, but less illegal.

6. Commissioner Gordon does not, never has, and never will get paid enough for dealing with this. Commissioner Yindel has no idea what steaming pile of sh*t she's just stepped into, and Gordon tried to warn her. Gordon, even though he continues to not particularly approve, remains one of Batman's staunchest allies through the whole thing. It's actually really heartwarming to see their "brothers in arms" thing they've got going.

7. OHMIGOSH CARRIE KELLEY! That is one AMAZING Robin right there!

Do you know how she becomes Robin? She sees Gordon turn on the batsignal, and she's ✨inspired✨ She saves up two weeks of lunch money, buys a Robin costume, grabs a slingshot and some fireworks, and starts fighting criminals and discreetly following Batman around. Like, that's just some sheer tenacity right there! My girl has moxie! She has grit! She has heart! She's the perfect Robin!

Anytime I do stuff with Carrie Kelley, I will be including the fireworks. Her first act as Robin is to stick a firecracker in a mugger's back pocket. Seriously.

Her first thing she does with Batman is to follow him to a really dangerous fight, find him at the end, drag his unconscious, broken body back to the batmobile, splints his arm with her girl scout training, and get him back to Alfred so he doesn't DIE! Batman, already feeling extremely sad because he misses Dick, decides to train her and take her on.

Poor Carrie! Her parents are awful! Like, they don't remember they have a kid level awful! Being with Bruce might be child endangerment, and he might be a quiet stoic bastard who keeps threatening to fire her, but at least he acknowledges her existence!

Carrie, my darling, my dear, my sweet baby girl, I don't understand HALF the stuff that comes out of your mouth! You and your 80s slang. Sweet mercy.

8. I think this universe had a. . .um. . . Marvel Civil War thing. Like, the whole thing is that Superman works for the government, invisibly, instead of publicly. He has to follow their orders, and he doesn't like it, but it does mean he still gets to save people. Oliver/Green Arrow apparently didn't listen and is rotting in jail (Bruce has to bust him out in the last issue). It's implied to be, along with the death of Jason, the thing that made Batman quit. Now that he's back, the whole government is NOT HAPPY about it. They mostly just try to ignore him with "not my circus, not my monkeys," but, the president does sic Clark on him to try to talk him down. Clark predicts that this'll go badly, but tries anyway. His prediction is correct.

9. Poor Selina! You didn't deserve that. TBH, nobody except Joker deserves what happens to them in this book. It's all just really tragic and sad.

10. Bruce is a deeply unwell man in this comic. Like, he definitely seems at his most emotionally healthy and lucid while he's being Batman, but that kind of obsessive drive clearly isn't good for him, mentally or physically. He's kind of just, purposeless and slipping away before he takes up the cowl, and afterwards, he is so so sad and feels like he's succumbed to his worst impulses. It's a lose lose lose situation for him. Poor dude.

11. F*ck you Joker. 'Nuff said. Stay dead this time please.

12. Batman, you've emotionally adopted Carrie. I know you're actively doing child endangerment and stuff, but you care about this little girl. You can stop referring to her as "good soldier."

13. The shot of Batman on the horse makes me want to write a Wild West AU of Batman, because that was a vibe and a half!

14. Just go read this one, seriously, it's good.

TL;DR

I know I didn't put in a segment on Batgirls, but I wanna finish that one first! It'll probably get it's own post!

Basically, this post boils down to:

Batfam comics are really great. I like reading the comics. At least the outdated ones that I was reading.

Steph is the best, put some respect on her name.

Comic books are funny.

Comics are heartwarming.

Tim has supervillain vibes and sad wet cat vibes at the same time.

The Dark Knight Returns is really sad and really good.

F*CK THE NEW 52!

That's all I've got for you! I still gonna be stewing on these for DAYS, but this at least helped get it out of my system. Now go read some comic books!

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Fandom: Batman, DC Comics

Summary: AU where Martha and Bruce survive, and they adopt the batkids.

Chapters: 15/?

Characters: Bruce Wayne, Thomas Wayne, Martha Wayne, Alfred Pennyworth, Harvey Dent, Dick Grayson, Cassandra Cain, David Cain, Talia al Ghul, Damian Wayne, Jason Todd, Tim Drake

Relationships: Thomas Wayne/Martha Wayne/Alfred Pennyworth, BruHarvey, BruTalia

Additional Tags: Canon Divergent AU, Hurt/Comfort, Bruce Wayne is Not Batman, Angst, Alfred Pennyworth Knows All, Bruce Wayne Only Has One Child, Bruce Wayne is Not An Only Child, Bi Bruce Wayne

Chapter Fifteen: My Best Friend

Bruce graduated early the following year and started attending Gotham University in the spring of what would’ve been his junior year in high school. He got a part-time job with Wayne Foundations as his mother’s personal assistant and helped out at Ted’s gym between sessions while Harvey immersed himself in honors classes, a part-time job in the Wayne Foundations’ cafe, and volunteer work for Thomas’ mayoral campaign. The boys shifted into their separate paths, only coming together at mealtime. And with the election and Martha’s spring gala around the corner, everyone worked through meals like their lives depended on it.

Mornings were even worse. Everyone buzzed upstairs and downstairs and through the hallways, brushing past each other and giving short greetings. “Mom! I’ll be late for the gala next Saturday! I have a thing, but I’ll be there around nine-ish!” Bruce shouted from the bottom of the stairs as he put his jacket on.

“Okay, lovey! Am I still gonna get my dance before midnight?” Martha replied as she ran down the stairs in her heels. “How do I look?”

“Yes ma’am… And you’re a picture of loveliness as always, Mom,” Bruce whispered as he kissed her cheek, “I gotta go. I’m running late for class. I love you.”

“I love you too, Bruce. Don’t drive too fast,” Martha waved as she watched Bruce speed past her out the door.

Harvey stepped out of the kitchen with a bagel in one hand and a ginger ale in the other. “Mr. Wayne! I’ll pick up your blue suit and brown jacket from the cleaners after school! And remember that I’ll be at the clinic at noon with a few kids from school to interview you for the school paper! If you’re not available, I’ll—!”

Thomas ran into Harvey and held his shoulders. “I carved out an hour and a half for you kids. I didn’t forget. Hey, you look kind of pale, Harv. Maybe you should skip your first class and—.”

“Don’t have time, Mr. W., but I might stop by the clinic next week,” Harvey replied. Thomas stopped him and checked his lymph nodes. “Mr. Wayne, I’m fine. If I don’t go soon—.”

Thomas took a tiny flashlight out of his pocket and shined it in Harvey’s eyes. Harvey took Thomas’ wrist and winced. “Your pupils are uneven—.”

“I’ve got a little migraine, Mr. Wayne. I’m fine, though. I gotta go,” Harvey replied before slipping past Thomas and heading for the garage.

Bruce ran into Harvey on the way home from the gym, and he noticed Harvey was trying to obscure his face as he ran from the garage to the house. Bruce followed him. “Harvey!” Bruce shouted as he chased him to the living room and grabbed his arm. Blood gushed from Harvey’s nose through his hands, and Bruce gasped. “Harvey, jeez! I should get Dad—.”

“He’ll take me off the team—.”

Bruce shook his head and took off his outer t-shirt to hold against Harvey’s face. “Dad!” Bruce shouted. “Dad would never. He might make you take a few days from school and a night or two off work—.”

“I can’t afford it,” Harvey whispered.

Bruce froze. “What do you mean?” Bruce asked.

“I’ve applied for six scholarships, Bruce. I’m screwed if I don’t—.”

“My parents will—.”

“I don’t want their help. Your parents have done way too much for me already. I want to prove to your mom and dad that I’m a self-made man… Or at least I could be,” Harvey replied.

“But that’s crazy—.”

“Bruce, if you get your parents involved in paying for my college, I’ll never forgive you,” Harvey whispered through his teeth.

Bruce sighed. “Fine… But you’re killing yourself for no reason, Harv—.”

Thomas rushed toward Harvey and Bruce. “Harvey, what happened?” Thomas asked as he took Harvey to his downstairs office.

Harvey slept through his first two periods at school, and he woke up to Bruce sitting at Harvey’s desk, typing a paper. “What are you doing?” Harvey asked.

“Typing your essay that you wrote. Dad wants you to stay in bed and get some rest,” Bruce whispered, “So, I’m really just here to babysit you. My professor doesn’t mind. I told her I had a family emergency, and I turned in all my assignments for the week early anyway.”

“Bruce, can I ask you something?” Harvey questioned.

“You can ask me anything,” Bruce answered without turning around.

Harvey laid back down and quietly watched Bruce work. “You can have and do anything you want… Why do you work so hard? You’re a chronic overachiever but everything you could ever dream of is already in your hands,” Harvey replied.

“You wanna know the truth? After my parents got shot in that alley, all I wanted was for my parents to be okay. I just wanted them to live… And everything else I’ve had outside of that doesn’t feel—. I don’t deserve any of it. Until I can help someone or save someone from something like that, my place in this world feels selfish.

“My parents deserve to live, but I—. Do I?” Bruce asked.

Harvey frowned. “You don’t think you’ve saved me?” Harvey asked. “If I hadn’t met you when I did, I would’ve lost my mind by now. No one’s like you, Bruce. You’re always looking out for me even when I don’t want you to. You’re the most unselfish person I know… And I think you’d be that way even if you weren’t rich. You’d still try to give people the shirt off your back if that was all you had. I don’t think you’re selfish at all.”

“I feel that way. I can never repay the world for the circumstances that allowed my parents to survive,” Bruce whispered, “And I didn’t save you. You’re important to me… You make my life better. I need you more than you need me.”

“I don’t know how you could say that. I literally live in your house—.”

“I hate it when you’re not here. Even if I’m not home, I like knowing that you’ll be here when I get back. That when you go to sleep you’re no farther than the two doors between us,” Bruce replied.

“How long have you been awake?” Harvey asked, noticing the emotionless tone of Bruce’s voice.

Bruce turned to him. “I didn’t go to sleep last night. I wanted to make sure you were okay,” Bruce replied, “Dad said you’re overworked, and it caused your blood pressure to spike. So, I’ve been going through your to-do list… And I’m more than halfway done.”

“Bruce, I could’ve—.”

“You started most of these things yourself. Dad’s dry cleaning was in the car already, I mailed the letters in your car, picked up your stuff at the store, returned your library books, and took your uniform to the dry cleaners… Oh, and I got the blood out of your seat with Alfred’s help,” Bruce interrupted before turning back to the computer.

“Thanks, Bruce,” Harvey whispered, “I’ve been a jerk to you these past few weeks. Why are you being so nice to me?”

“You’re my best friend,” Bruce answered matter-of-factly. And it hit Harvey’s heart. Bruce genuinely cared about him even when things weren’t going well between them, and it made Harvey fall deeper in love with him. He let out an anguished sigh as he pulled the blankets over his face. “Said something, Harv?”

“Nope,” Harvey mumbled as he hid his rosy-cheeked expression.

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