#damian and johnathan

[saveme-storybrooke-potc]

I loved this movie so much (a bit cringe at times) I was very intrigued by the comic book style animation that it was

[woompfy]

Good ol‘ super hug

[youwillneverfind-me]

Their dads pulling them by the capes 😭😭

[snakeredbirdbatkatana]

So I have gotten into this before but I find it fascinating that with one word the Bats can have the Supers at their door.

Like think about it with one scream a racing heart the most powerful men in the world are running to you. They can catch bullets move at the speed of sound shoot lasers out of their eyes hear all around the world. Yet every second of the day they are listening and waiting for a call.

A call that they will drop everything for.

Kon will race to Gotham to catch Tim before he falls from a building.

Clark will grab Bruce out of the middle of a hostage situation.

Damian jumps into the air and Jon grabs him before he hits the ground.

The definition of you call I come.

I am a sucker for Tim shouting Kon and he's there with a bullet bouncing off his chest before the gun is even cool.

Tim who knows as long as Kon alive he's never alone he's never without backup there is always someone who will come. A kid who grew up chasing his heroes looking out for himself now never has to actually fight a battle alone because there will be a boy who will come flying his Superman who won't let him fall.

It's amazing

[renta-bat]

Batman and Superman: Battle of the Super Sons

Forgot how much I like this movie

[friendlynaborhooddisapointment]

THEY DIDNT CANCEL MHA but i feel like thats the type of anime Jon would watch and i wanted him to be upset abt smth (so i picked mha) while Damian was like who cares???? yona of the dawn still doesn't have season two. also Damian gets to do gymnastics cuz Dick adopted Damian (wdym hes still living with Bruce??? not in this house)

[gothamite-rambler]

Scarecrow's new rule

Scarecrow (British accent): You're a child.

Robin (Damian): What?

Scarecrow: You are a short, kind of adorable child... Oh bleeding hell not this again. I thought he stopped using little children. Red Robin was in his teens when we last met... Right?

Batman: Yeah, he's better mentally.

Scarecrow: That bleeding great, but this young child... Nope. Batman, if it's all right with you can the kid sit this one out?

Batman (interrupting his angry son): Yep, that's fine! Robin, go to the car!

Robin: I am not an innocent child! Fight me!

Scarecrow: I can't, nope, nope. The other Robins or Batman, I'd be ready to hit you with the toxin. Not kids, go off.

Robin felt the man wearing a burlap sack to cover his head, place his hand on head and forcibly turned the child around and pushed away.

Scarecrow: Shoo, shoo.

Robin (begging): Come on, you can fight me a little.

Scarecrow: When you're older, kid.

Robin (embarrassed): Batman, make him fight me or hit me with the toxin.

Batman (exhausted parent voice): Robin, go to the car.

Robin (stamps his foot and stomps off): I'm not a baby!

Batman (to scarecrow): What changed?

Scarecrow: Eh, they're little innocent people. At this age, it feels wrong giving them intense nightmares. Until like 14 then they turn into assholes. These adventures you take them on also builds up any trauma I can use at that time.

Batman (tapping his chin): Okay, um, he's 8. 8 years old, it's going to take some time before he is 14 so don't hurt him. Okay?

Robin (overhearing the conversation): I am not 8!

Batman: Robin, get in the car or I will take your nintendo switch from you!

Robin: What- I- That's mine!

Scarecrow: I've always admired you for taking your kids out on adventures like this, don't worry I won't mess with the little tyke... For now.

Robin (begrudgingly accepting this): This is so unfair!

Robin got into the car, slammed the door shut, and sat there with his arms crossed, pouting in frustration.

Batman: I've dealt with tantrums like that with my first Robin, yet they never get easier to deal with.

Scarecrow shrugged.

Scarecrow: Kids, they're a gift and a headache.

Batman sighed, regretting that he was agreeing with freaking Scarecrow.

[agressivepelmen]

the moon cannot shine without the sun

I saw empty taro cards "the sun" and "The moon". My first reaction was "oh its John and Dami"

I wanted them to match

first sketches of this shit - telegram

[antygabo14]

Supersons

[arandomferretsthoughts]

This popped into my brain and wouldnt leave so I wanted to share it with yall

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A young boy and his parents are attacked on the street, only the boy makes it out.

It's a rare occurrence, an event like this, the police find the man and arrest him and everyone else is safe.

Bruce Wayne goes home to a mansion that feels larger and lonelier than ever, with only his butler to take care of him.

And yet the young boy finds himself too afraid to leave for more than necessities.

The young boy grows into a young man, he inherits his parents business and starts to leave his house a little more, unwilling to lose this connection to his lost parents but still he finds himself afraid, afraid to be around people, to be seen.

Until one day at a gala he must attend for the sake of the shareholders, he sees a man, a reporter, who holds himself in an odd way, clearly a tall and strong man who could be intimidating if he tried but the man held himself as if to appear smaller and unassuming, Bruce's brain flitters across the idea that the man is hiding something, or more hiding himself.

His brain that has soaked up comics and movies for years so as to not grow bored in his home.

And when he learns of all the good this reporter has been trying to do, he thinks the man would make a good superhero.

When he goes home the thought wont leave him alone, he thinks of a world with a hero, a world that needs a hero, one where his parents murder would have just been one of many, but this hero wouldn't have been there to help, he was too bright, a hero for the daytime, not for the shadows of night.

He thinks maybe he could have been a hero in this world, one that saves other kids from suffering a fate like his own.

One who is afraid and fights anyway.

The next time he leaves his home there's an event at a museum, with some special objects that are in town for a few days. There he sees a woman who knows so much about ancient relics and is so beautiful that he doesn't believe she could be just a normal human.

He thinks she would share her knowledge and kindness with the world given the chance.

While he remains mostly alone, other than his Parental figure/Butler, he also keeps in contact with two friends from when he was in school.

One is now a psychiatrist, with an interest in learning about fear and how it can change people, and the other a psychologist, both working at the city's asylum. 

Harleen is who Bruce considers his best friend, a goofy but kind girl who cares alot about others, she tells him about a patient, without going into much detail, who she claims would be cute if he wasn't so insane. Smiling and laughing while he talks about harming others. 

She got a boyfriend somewhere along the way, a man Bruce is sure abuses her but she can't seem to leave.

The three get in a fight one day, and lose contact, and Bruce supposes you can't have heroes without villains, though he can't bring himself to think of Harley as a villain by her own choice.

On the news Bruce learns of a man working to better science as they know it, a man who always seems to be a few minutes too late, he follows the story until the day something goes wrong and the man is there on time to shield workers from flying chemicals, killing him but saving others, Bruce thinks the man a hero in death, and could have been one in life, one who always made it to where he was needed just on time.

As time went on Bruce tried to get out more in normal ways, one night he went to the circus, he enjoyed it, reminding him of the day when he was little and his parents brought him to one just like it.

It was a few days later that he learned at the next show there was an accident, and a little boy lost his parents, he remembered being small and feeling alone when he had lost his, thankful for the man who cared for him he wished he could do the same for this little boy, but knew he didn't have the skills needed.

He could, however, make sure the boy got somewhere safe, and other kids like him too.

So he held a fundraiser and donated a lot of money into the foster system, doing what he could to make it safe.

And he thought of a world where he could have taken the little circus boy into his home, making it brighter and less lonely.

As he ventured out more and more Bruce travelled through different parts of the city, he saw a group of little children cowering behind one bigger who had just chased off a grown man, Bruce smiled as the kids cheered for the little hero.

It was the news that later told him the boy was dead, a homeless kid who stopped being seen, the little hero was gone.

Bruce held another fundraiser, this one for the homeless shelters and kitchens.

It was the news that told him the boy was not dead, found by the police, with other stolen children. 

Children that returned to a better place.

The day he lost his last parent is the day where he began to feel truly alone, the only person there for him gone, but Alfred would live forever in his memory's as the man who loved and cared for him.

He reached out to Harly again not wanting to be all alone, and they made up, he learned she had gotten free of her abusive boyfriend and had fallen for a woman who's love of nature was refreshing and new.

He knew little about his neighbours, but he tried to get to know them better, he struggled but eventually learned that the woman that lived there was very sick and that the man was not home much, when he learned of the child who spent so much of his time alone, he thought the kid was brave and told him if he ever needed anything to just ask.

The kid needed someone the day when his mother didn't wake up and his father wasn't home. Bruce did what he could, he was no father but he cared for the kid the best he could until his was able to return.

Bruce knew it was expected of him to have a family, someone to give his things and his business when he passed. He tried dating, but nothing ever seemed to work out.

However one day he learned of a child, a son, one the mother hadn't told him about, he tried to gain any sort of parental rights but couldn't get any custody, only visitation, he met the boy, a quiet but fiercely determined child, And he loved his son even without seeing him much.

When the quiet, hermit, billionaire Bruce Wayne, best known for appearing, donating large amounts of money to random causes and then disappearing again, passed away his belongings and company were to be split between two people, Timothy Drake, and Damian al Ghul, when the two met up to split his things, they found writings the man had never told anyone of.

Writings of a world where regular people became heroes, where aliens walked amongst humans, and where magic made lives exciting.

They agreed to publish the story's for the world to see.

To most people, the writings were just an entertaining fiction story that a billionaire wrote with his unlimited free time.

But to the retired reporter who knew his height frightened others, who now rested and found the stories learned that someone had seen how he stood, and what he had done and thought of him as a hero,

To the artefact collector and preserver who learned this man believed she was so knowledgeable about what she had strived to learn everything about, as well as beautiful, that he thought her to be blessed by the gods,

To the old psychologist who mourns her friend, a man who thought that no matter what she went through she'd always make the right choice in the end, 

To the family of a man who lost his life saving others, who this guy they had never met thought so highly of,

To the man that lost his only family to an accident at their circus, he was a man who wanted him get a good home, where'd he'd get anything he ever wanted, 

To a man that went through so much, believed dead for so long to learn this man who he had only seen once, saw him not as a poor homeless kid but as a fighter and protector,

To the boy that new the man for a short time, as a temporary guardian and protector, who made him feel safe and not alone when he needed it most, 

And To the boy who wished he could have known his father, but was kept away by his mother,

The storys showed to them all that this man, who some thought of as cold and egotistical, as he locked himself away and refused to be around others, was actually an anxious, lonely man, who saw what others didn't and cared about everyone in his own odd way.

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I just thought it was a cool idea I wanted to share with yall, so I hope you guys like it

This is my first post on here, so please be nice,

Also, ignore any spelling or grammar mistakes Dyslexia goes brrr

If you want to know what I think he based the other heroes and character off of, just ask, and I'll figure it out!

Thanks for reading, and have a good day!

Edit:

Thanks for all the nice comments and reblogs :)

I genuinely didn't realize how sad this was, lol. Sorry, not sorry, guys

[rueisblue]

Damian: of course I have a contingency plan for all of you. I’m not an idiot

John: you have one for me🙁?

Damian: yes. (Try and figure out what’s wrong and if it’s unfixable, kill himself)

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Tim: yeah I have contingency plan, B makes everyone write one

Conner: and what do you have planned for me if I lose my shit?

Tim: well I can’t tell you. (Try and figure out what’s wrong and if it’s unfixable, join him)

[trixter-god]

Self indulgent Arkham story where we get to find out what exactly happened to Crane.

Like we saw him get nabbed by Croc and then assumed he died until in AC when you find out that Crane somehow survived the being a chew toy. Then in AK we find out this man decided instead of fixing his mauled face to some “normal” he reconfigures his face himself to look like his mask.

TO LOOK LIKE HIS MASK.

Along with the facts he now hobbles/walks slower, he wears a leg brace, the sickly green/white/yellow coloring to his skin.

I want this man’s hospital report, x-rays included, I want before and after full body pics. along with both his and Waylon’s statements and any (if any) eyewitness accounts of watching john probably clawing himself out of the sewers like a zombie. 

Johnathan Lauren Crane (not his real middle name) how you intrigue me so

[starmiestor]

Yup yup more Batfam stuff bc they are my Kardashians

They got beef with Tim for some reason

[demigodoreo]

[evaningotham]

showed my baby cousins Batman and Superman Battle of the Supersons today and the best part was how many times these kids went

“so batman has a son?”

and

“that looks likes robin”

despite me explaining multiple times that YES batman has many sons and they have all been robin

[nenehyuuchiha]

Chapters: 12/22 Fandom: Batman - All Media Types, Superman - All Media Types, DCU Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Clark Kent/Bruce Wayne Characters: Clark Kent, Bruce Wayne, Dick Grayson, Lois Lane, Jonathan Samuel Kent, James "Jimmy" Olsen, Jason Todd, Tim Drake (DCU), Damian Wayne, Alfred Pennyworth, Cassandra Cain, Kon-El | Conner Kent Additional Tags: Established Relationship, (like a week before the start of the fic read the a/n), Party Games, sorta - Freeform, best tag for it i could find, Identity Reveal, Secret Identity, Divorced Clark Kent, Implied Sexual Content, Angst, Fluff, Fluff and Angst, more fluff than angst I swear Bruce just has a chapter where he remebers his parents are dead, Past Character Death, Canon-Typical Violence, but like im not good at writing violence so its less high def than any canon violence Summary:

“Superman shouldn’t date a civilian.” Batman said, “And mini golfing?”

“It’s fun. And besides it wouldn’t be Superman. It’d be—”

“You have a civilian identity?” Batman looked genuinely surprised.

“Yeah.”

“I didn’t realize. I thought you lived at the fortress full time, or do you just have a go-to human disguise for getting takeout?”

 A newly established Superbat realizes that they need to share identities to keep the relationship going. They decided to play a prolonged game of 20 questions about it.