#Red Way

[fandomsandfairytales]

Happy belated birthday to the twin terrors, Red & Russ Way! I'm sure they had a lot of fun and shenanigans. XD (I did think of them on their actual birthday, November 11th, but it was when I was driving and then by the time I got home things were busy and I forgot.)

@thegreenleavesofspring

[fandomsandfairytales]

@thegreenleavesofspring I could totally see Russ and Red making friends with other pairs of twins just for this purpose.

If you had an identical twin that you get along with, you could probably have a lot of fun by getting to know other sets of identical twins and then pulling pranks with them.

Like seeing two people who look exactly the same close proximity to each other? Yeah that's totally twins. But imagine being in an art gallery where there's a group of five people on the 1st floor, and you go up the stairs and ???? the exact same group of five people is also there?? And you didn't see them pass you at the stairs?

[demonicsuffrage]

The justice league sees Batman periodically updating a database of his, at the oddest of times, and naturally they think it's got something to do with his contingency plans or a dataset about the Gotham rogues, but in reality it's just him keeping record of his many children's changing tastes

Superman: Woah, he's writing down with such concentration, wonder what could be in there, maybe a new villain in Gotham?

Bruce, writing: "Dick has refused his favourite Pb&J five mornings in a row. Delete from favourites. Ask for new favourite food."

"Jason didn't seem as Eager to read the new book by his favourite author, put it in neutral category."

"Tim chose a green shirt instead of a red one at the mall today. More research needed."

"Cass listened to arctic monkeys on repeat this week. Update to favourites."

"Duke expressed an interest in slam poetry and called band practice lame. Put poetry in favourites and band in neutral."

"Damian watched Bluey for a total of 50 hours this week. Update to favourites."

[everwalldigan]

(Dick coming to collect Jason after he’s been “wrongfully” captured by the justice league while Batman is off world:)

Dick: Listen, Hood might be a criminal, but he’s one of Gotham’s. And he’s my brother.

JL: he killed 80 people in two days.

Dick: …he’s adopted?

Jason, glaring while bound to a chair: SO ARE YOU???

[fandomsandfairytales]

OH MY GOSH I LOVE THIS. THANK YOU. I'm grinning my face off.

Also I love that the sole line of dialogue Max gets is "don't." Which can be applied to a LOT of things his younger brothers do, honestly. XD XD

fascinated by how "dislocate" seems to be a word used almost exclusively to refer to the misalignment of bodies, or parts of the body, from their proper place. it's distinctly anatomical. you don't say "i dislocated my keys" for instance, even though that's technically a correct and coherent sentence.

[vinamari]

How it feels going to bed after reading some words

It was angst

[thegreenleavesofspring]

Trinity Anon needs this:

https://youtu.be/KQLfgaUoQCw?si=gLXIM7qRAugN1Vnu

I'm not actually sure how relevant this is to the discussion but I'm going to go ahead and publish this anyway because of how OVER-POWERINGLY the heckling twins made me think of Russ and Red (middle-aged.)

[xenazaria]

"The best way for the bat kids to hide their identity is to publicly be in a relationship with the self"

"no the best way is for them to publicly hate each other."

No. That's not enough. I need one of them to refuse to acknowledge the others identity. No matter what.

"Oh, Tim, what's your opinion on Dick and Nightwing recent lovers spat? Is it awkward for Bruce to have his son date his ex-step son? And what's your opinion on Red Robin, he seems about your age. Any plans, maybe involving your recent coming out of the closet?"

"Dick and Nightwing are dramatic, Bruce tries to ignore anything involving his ex, I think he might disapprove but he refuses to talk about it, because again, exes, and Red Robin is a terrible restaurant."

The interviewer rolled her eyes.

"I meant the vigilante, Tim."

"There isn't a vigilante named Red Robin."

"Gosh, Red, what's it like knowing the Wayne's? I mean, your brother is dating Dick, right? Or did they break up again? Either way, not important. Is there any way you could set me up with Tim? He's really cute-"

Red Robin stared at Superboy, and it was probably a trick of the light but Conner swore the skin showing under his mask was slightly redder than normal.

"Who the fuck is Tim?"

"Tim Drake-Wayne. Your brother in law's younger brother? Does that make him your brother in law too..."

"Kon, Dick's brother's name is Damian."

"No, the other one."

"Jason? The dead one? That's weird man, I'm not setting you up with a corpse."

[catmask]

does anyone have like an anti aesthetic. like something you look at and can recognize as a complete fashion/interior design/artistic movement and understand it but it makes you shudder seeing it. i am not talking like “its morally bad” “its poorly structured” like just sheerly devoid of joy for you actually invites a repulse response.

[lgbtlunaverse]

Nothing will dispell the "the curtains were just blue" myth faster than writing something yourself, because the amount of pretentious symbolism i am putting in my silly little fanfics is ridiculous. I mean SO much with these words, literally every single one of them. This fic has twenty five typos and zero correct uses of punctuation but if there's curtains you bet your ass I put thought into what colour they were.

[lyss-butterscotch]

The art of violence

[akanemnon]

*Teleports behind you* Nothing personal, kids.

FIRST - PREVIOUS - NEXT

MASTERPOST (for the full series / FAQ / reference sheets)

EXTRA

[violent138]

Jason: "Don't attack, it's me."

Dick, staring at the target through the scope: "Finally, what took you so long--" *turns and stares*

Jason, in Discowing suit: "Bike had problems. What?

Dick: "You know what."

Jason: "Come on, you don't like my Halloween costume? Literally had to fight Robin 3 for it."

Dick:

Jason, grinning: "Too soon?"

Dick: "Let's just get this over with, I can't even look at you right now."

Jason, muttering as he takes the scope from him: "Holy self-loathing Batman."

Dick: *shoves him off the roof*

[ghost-bxrd]

Prompt:

Brucie Wayne gets into a mild accident in public (read-got hit by a car). And Batman would just walk it off (“it’s barely a bruise”), but Brucie obviously… can’t.

So he has to suffer the ordeal of having civilians call paramedics, getting fussed over, and having-

Having his dead son get into the back of the ambulance with him.

Oh- oh no. He must have hit his head worse than he thought. He thought he was past this…

[qweenofurheart]

he’s the only nineteen year old alive who can pull off that stupid ass outfit. also i think im onto something with the pink pants..

[bats-and-the-birds]

The Batkids on being mistaken as Bruce's biological children.

Look, the Batkids have all been forced into various social gatherings, and enough of them share vague features with Bruce that some of the older members among Gotham's old money, or the younger ones that are out of the loop, sometimes mix up the facts.

Dick gets it from the very beginning. Old women pinch his cheeks, still tan from a life outside of Gotham's gloom, and tell him, Such a sweet little boy, and just like your father at your age. His hair used to stick up just like yours. Dick didn't like it at all. He bit the first person that told him he had Bruce's eyes, and stomped on the foot of an old politician that told him, With your father's height, I thought you'd be taller by now.

He laughs it off as an adult, but sometimes, it still eats at him. People still tell him that they thought he'd eventually be as tall as Bruce, or that he should be thankful for his inherited jaw line. It's not the comparison to Bruce that bothers him anymore, or even being mistaken as his son, but rather, the fact that he sometimes struggles to remember exactly where his features actually came from; parental faces turning fuzzy in his distant memory.

Jason thinks it's funny, the first time it happens. Mostly because it's his nose of all things. Your nose is bent, grumbled the old man sitting across from him at the gala, Just like your father's. Tough luck on the genetics. The man didn't realize the bent noses were because they'd both been broken in the past. Jason spent days after studying Bruce's face, trying to figure out if their noses really bent in the same way, and eventually came to the conclusion that, yeah, they really did. From that point on, each time either of them broke their nose, Jason would distantly think, Ah, damn, there goes the family resemblance.

As an adult, Jason takes care to make sure people don't often seen his face. The hood does a pretty good job of that. Besides, he doesn't move in circles where the mistake could be made anymore. Still, sometimes he looks in the mirror at the bump in his nose and thinks, Family resemblance. Yeah, right.

It happens less with Tim. Anyone that made the mistake with Jason and Dick also remembered Jack and Janet Drake. It's not until he's almost an adult that a new hire at Wayne Industries, some kid from out of town, sees him and Bruce in the office together and remarks, Oh, you two furrow your eyebrows in the same way when you think. My mom says that my dad and I do that too. We inherited it from my grandpa. Tim feels unsettled all day and makes a conscious effort to not to furrow his eyebrows anymore.

There's no mistake to make with Damian. At least, not the same one that can be made with the others. He's the blood son, and he's a perfect mix between Bruce and Talia. Of course, there's the well-meaning, if confused, adults that assume he's adopted like the others. He corrects them, swiftly, and sometimes aggressively.

There is one incident. It happens while Bruce is gone, after he's been staying with Grayson for a few months. He knew, of course, that people thought that Grayson looked like Bruce. He could even see the similarities. Superficially, of course. However, he never considered that Grayson looking like his father also meant that Grayson looked like him. Not until an old woman leaned over to him at a gala and said, You look just like your father when Mister Wayne first brought him out to these things. The hair, that disgruntled little frown. He hated these parties too. Couldn't ever sit still. Gosh, I really can't believe it's been long enough that he has a child of his own. It took Damian a while to realize what happened, and even then, he couldn't bring himself to tell her that he wasn't actually Grayson's son, or that he and Grayson weren't actually that far apart in age. He felt strangely guilty the rest of the night, and he never dared to tell Grayson about it.

It happened to Steph exactly once. Really, she doesn't look like Bruce at all. It was a man with exceptionally thick glasses, who actually told her that she reminded him of Martha Wayne. She's pretty sure he was just trying to be nice. She tries to forget about it. She never tells Bruce.

You have his eyes, is what Duke gets. Which confuses him, because, uh, no, he doesn't. Not even close like Dick's. He says as much to the woman that said it to him, and she squints her eyes at him and responds, No, you definitely do. Not in the shape or the color, but you look at things the same way he does. Duke thinks about that sometimes, and he swings back and forth between being annoyed and weirdly proud that he apparently looked at the world like Batman did.

People tell Cass that she has his smile. She beams with pride at that. After all, she learned it from him. She studied, closely, the way his mouth ticked up at the corners, both while he stretched the dazzling, fake smile across his face for the public, and the genuine, gentle smiles that he gave her while he helped tie her hair back or slip on her mask, and now she could replicate them both perfectly. She didn't like the fake one, but she knew it was necessary.