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The Death of Batman
Four years. Four years since the streets of Gotham have seen Batman. Four years since the Justice League has seen Batman. Four years since the Robins have seen Batman.
And now he stands, in full gear, mask and cape and all, in front of a podium in broad daylight with a microphone in his face, surrounded by cameras. The audience is still. No one dares make a sound. No one dares ask why, after all this time, he is here now. No one dares to say it, but heâs different than they imagined heâd be. He is tall, yes, and his shoulders broad and sturdy enough to carry the whole weight of the world, but they see his weariness etched in the lines of his mouth, the only part of his face they have ever been able to see. For the first time, they see, not some cryptid of the night meting out justice, but a man. Just a man in a suit. No one dares say it, but he looks tired.
For a long time, he is silent.
When he does speak, his voice is softer than they expectâtinged with the first hints of age.
âI have watched this city for so long.â
The people of Gotham hold their breath.
âFor so long, I have been your knight, your judge, your heroâŚ. No, not your hero. Itâs been a long time since Iâve been anyoneâs hero.â He sighs and all the burdens of darkness and justice escape with his breath. âI am so tired.â
His enemies wait in the shadows. Everyone knows theyâre there, waiting for an opportunity. Never has Batman announced his presence so publicly. Never has he handed himself so neatly to them, and with so many potential hostages and casualties around his stage. But they find themselves frozen. This is not the voice they know, not the gruff growl that haunts their nightmares. He is tired. They hear that, and this is familiar in a different way. They have all, villain and civilian alike, felt this exhaustion themselves. And so, they wait to see what he will say next.
âI donât know if Iâm doing the right thing. I donât know if Iâve ever done the right thing. My children are hurting. I have hurt my children.â His voice catches. He takes a moment, looks up at the sky, blue and cloudless and bright. âI just want them to come home.â
He pauses, head tilted upwards before looking back at the people of Gotham, people he saved, people he fought and locked awayâall of them, in one way or another, people that he has tried to help. People he has tried to protect.
âThe Batman,â he says, âis retiring.â
Somewhere, a pin drops, and the echoes reverberate around the world. No one notices, but in the crowd, among reporters, a tall, barrel-chested man with dark hair and thick-rimmed glasses smiles. Itâs a small smile, a twitch of the lips. He meets Batmanâs eyes over the tops of the heads of Gothamâs citizens. He nods, barely perceptible, and the man behind the black mask stands just a little taller.
âThat is all. Thank you.â
And just like that, Batman is gone. No one stops him as he walks off the stage. No one stops him as their Dark Knight, their strange and mysterious vigilante, disappears into the shadows and out of their lives forever.
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The first to return is Jason. He knocks on the door with all the casual confidence of Gothamâs premier crime boss, duffel bag slung over his shoulder, eyes so green they may as well be glowing.
When Bruce opens the door, he looks the old man up and down. âIâm assuming my old room is still available?â His smile is half-cocked and arrogant as ever, but thereâs uncertainty furrowed in the space between his brows. If you didnât know him, you wouldnât see it at all.
Bruce sees it. And of all the things Jason exceptsâthe door slammed in his face, all the security systems of Wayne manor targeting his chest and head, a lecture at the very leastâwhat he doesnât expect are the tears that well up in Bruceâs eyes. He doesnât expect to be wrapped tightly in his strong arms, arms that feel so much smaller than he remembers.
âOh my boy,â Bruce whispers into his chest. âOh my sweet, strong boy. Iâm so sorry. Iâve missed you so much. Iâm so glad youâre home.â
And itâs too much. The man behind the red hood, the man who beat Tim within an inch of his life, the man who shot Damien in the back in an effort to kill his own pain, crumples. In his fatherâs arms he is reduced to that 15-year-old boy who died and came back to life. The 15-year-old boy who, after all this time, only ever wanted to come home.
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The rest showed up one by one that very same day. Dick showed up first with Tim and Damien in tow, surprisedânot that Jason was thereâbut that he had beat him home. Then Barbara, Duke, Stephanie. It wasnât long before the house was full of every single Robin and Batgirl who ever passed through these halls. Draped over chairs and couches (or, in Dicks case, swinging from the chandelier in the foyer while Tim and Damien did their best to use himâunsuccessfullyâas target practice).
Not much changed in Gotham, after that. The villains didnât retire with Batman, just as they didnât disappear with Batman four years ago. But neither were they given free reign of the city, for Batman had ensured so, so long ago that there would always be someone to protect his home and his people. Gotham would always have their symbols of hope, their bats of blue and red and green and purple and yellow. New symbols that filled the night with a rainbow of colors.
And when their work was done, they returned to the manor, where their father would dress their wounds, mend their capes, and make them heaping piles of pancakes and eggs (âYes, Dami, you have to finish the eggs. I wonât have some villain getting the better of you because you donât have enough protein in your systemâ) with bowls of fruit and fresh squeezed orange juice. Bruce was, at the very least, a better cook than Alfred had been.
Things werenât perfect. There were wounds that couldnât be healed with a simple hug and a few tears. Wounds that would take years of therapy and hard talks and patience to fully close over. Bruce never told them where heâd been for those four years, and they never asked. This was the beginning of something entirely new for all of them.
But for the first time since anyone could remember, the sun shined bright and warm over the city of Gotham.
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Writerâs Note:
This is an idea I have debated with close friendsâthe retirement of Batman. The main issue boils down to this: what becomes of Gotham without their symbol of hope? And to me, the answer is simple. Nothing. Because Batman is no longer their only symbol of hope. He hasnât been for a long time, since he first took in Dick Grayson, that colorful bird of a boy. I think, in all honesty, that this is the true purpose of the Robins. Maybe Bruce himself didnât realize it at the time, but he always hoped for something brighter for Gotham than Batman. Bruce has always been a reflection of Gotham. âThe hero they deserve.â In a way, by taking in each sidekick, he adds another possibility, not just for the people of Gotham, but for himself too. A brighter future. Isnât this what we all hope for our children?
#batman#robin#bruce wayne#dick grayson#red hood#jason todd#red robin#time drake#damian wayne#spoiler#stephanie brown#barbara gordon#oracle#signal#duke thomas#i'm probably forgetting someone#but you get it#dc comics#dc universe#dc#death of batman#batman retires#batman fanfiction
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2009's Batman and Robin Vol.1 #1 cover by Frank Quitely and Alex Sinclair (original pencils, sketch variant, 1st printing & 2nd printing).
#Batman and Robin#Frank Quitely#Grant Morrison's Batman#batmobile#comics#DC#dc comics#batman reborn#cover#Dick Grayson#Damian Wayne#dynamic duo#2000s#cool comic art#pencils#2009#final crisis#Batman R.I.P.#art#Robin#death of batman#battle for the cowl#cool#Bruce Wayne's legacy#great duo#cover art#Batman#brat#best robin costume#cool look
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#batman the animated series#batman comics#death of batman#damien wayne#dick grayson#barbara gordon#alfred pennyworth#bruce wayne#the joker#dc comics#batgirl#robin#nightwing#bat family
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'Anyway , see you at the next tech expo'
Fics where Batman's identity gets revealed with his death and the robins just keep on doing their shit are so funny.
Tim Drake at his CEO job like: yes, our father Bruce Wayne was batman. No, none of us know the identities of his associates that have our exact built and haircuts. No further questions.
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The only acceptable trans Tim headcanon would be Tim introducing himself to the batfam as a boy from the get-go with such confidence that no one questions him. Then, his first solo case as Robin is investigating the disappearance of Jack and Janet Drake's "daughter," so he pretends to have a twin sister by forging a bunch of documents and photoshopping family pictures. He then fabricates evidence of her death, committing multiple crimes in the process, and holds a fake funeral at the end. Because if his previous name is dead to him, he's gonna kill it the Tim Drake way
#tim drake#red robin#robin#bruce wayne#batman#dick grayson#nightwing#jack drake#janet drake#batfamily#batfam#batboys#batbros#batkids#batsiblings#batman family#trans tim drake#dc comics#headcanon#transgender#tw death mention#don't try this at home
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Batman isnât a mask; Itâs a leash. In this essay I willâ
#âbRuce cOulD do MoRe fOr gOthAm-â yall are lucky he didnât burn that place to the ground the second he hit 18#like EXCUSE ME. going absolutely feral at Gothamâs mob bosses lining up at the Wayneâs funeral going like#âgimme a call if you need anything kiddoâ#GIRL?? Anyway Bruce is the angel of small death and the codeine scene hozied sings abt#bruce wayne#dc comics#batman#dc#text#text post
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patrol is fun :DD
#akpsdj this took so long#NOT SHIP ART !!!!!#stephanie brown#steph brown#spoiler#jason todd#red hood#dick grayson#nightwing#yes nightwing is supposed to be in that peter griffin death pose#damian wayne#robin#dc fanart#illustration#batfamily#batfam#batman#dc comics#ash's doodlings#tw food#u can see the progression of my tiredness lmao#the first one panel is so detailed compared to the last one
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The daily planet runs a front page article calling superman the light of mankind
Cue the batfam launching a counter campaign in support of Signal, the real Light of Mankind.
It starts as a joke but quickly derails into an all out war.
#bruce offended parent and signals biggest fan wayne#hes so petty about it during JL meetings. he shuts down all the lights on the watchtower#Batman we cant see#well thats not a problem cause the light of mankind should be able to light up the room while stating directly at superman who just#looks so resigned#Tim floods the internet with pictures of Duke using his powers and fighting villians all with the hashtag theRealLightOfMankind#Duke is having the time of his light#he poses for Tim and makes rainbows on days it rains and poses like sailor moon#its a fun joke for Duke#its a matter of life or death for the rest of them#Dick has to stop Damian from breaking out the kryptonite not knowing that Jason has already stolen it and is heading for metropolis#batfamily#batfam#bruce wayne#batman#signal#duke thomas#tim drake#red robin#dick grayson#nightwing#superman
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His look with the bandages.......... erm, have another scrib of Jason I did based on that wahoo I care he o(-(
#jason todd#red hood#dc comics#batman#batfamily#batfam#flon#flonflonflon#flonart#under the red hood#batman death in the family
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It actually makes a lot of sense that Bruce was one of the few people left standing in the crowd at Halyâs Circus when Dickâs parents died.
Watching two innocent people plummet to their deaths is gruesome. Itâs shocking. It can be horribly traumatic, depending on the blunt force trauma of hitting the ground. They might not have died right away. They might have bled and made awful noises that were heard even above the sounds of the crowd.
But Bruce is Batman. Bruce saw his parents get murdered right in front of him. And he knows the sounds and sights of someone dying. Heâs hardened himself to stay calm in a situation like that, both through trauma and practice.
I think the image of a young Dick Grayson making eye contact with the one unshaken person in the crowd is chilling. A man standing resolute when everyone else is screaming, sadness etched across his face. But not panic. Not confusion. Resignation, maybe.
#yada yada#morning thoughts#saw a comic panel and got carried away#anyway i might write this if anyone wants to hear more#bruce wayne#batman#dc#dick grayson#Robin#flying graysons#halyâs circus#tw injuries#tw character death
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#too many things to tag and i donât know a lot but#my favorite inclusions#columbo#batman#shuichi saihara#kyoko kirigiri#sam and max#charlie kelly#kamen rider#hidari shoutaro#philip#phoenix wright#blues clues#roger rabbit#hank schrader#death note#kira#light yagami
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Hehe the death of Jason todd
Notice how he slowly dims yeah he's a lamp
#jason todd#jason todd fanart#red hood#jason todd robin#batman#bruce wayne#joker#dc joker#death in the family#red hood fanart#batman fanart#dc#dc fanart#dc comics
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Jason, who is constantly making death jokes, and gets back a "dgaf" kind of answers from his siblings. Which he is... used to. Firstly, because it is what siblings supposed to do, be mean to each other, and secondly, because... they are not wrong. His death didn't mean anything. No one cared much about him dying. Yes, they were bothered that he died - a kid, a son and a brother, had died. Everyone mourns dead kids, he wasn't special. Right?
So, he is fine with whatever he gets from his brothers. He often laughs back, even his laughter sounds far too strained to his ears. But, honestly, whatever! It is fine!
Until once, it isn't.
Maybe it is just a bad day. Or maybe his death anniversary is getting closer, and he gets more anxious. Nonetheless, he makes another joke - something about warehouses and crowbars; so, nothing new - and gets a usual funny-snappy reply back, something along the lines And no one cared. And he just huffs, his smile turning to a scowl, and before he can take it back, he shrugs.
'I know.'
Suddenly, it is too quiet in the room. And suddenly everyone is staring - confused, hurt, slightly surprised, even. Jason tries to laugh it off, to make them stop looking at him with so much pity, but his forced laughter sounds too much like a certain clown's in his insane, tired mind, and he ends up murmuring a haste farewell, before practically running away from the cave.
He thinks someone tries to call him back, but he ignores it.
The defeating silence and the looks of pity haunt him in his dreams for the rest of the night.
#does it haunt him that no one answered back immediately something against it too? probably#i just saw the meaniest joke about his death for no reason in internet with a 'drag his ass' comment following it and so here it goes#let the boy cope with his death by jokes why you all try to shut him up omg#jason todd#red hood#dcu comics#dc universe#dcu#batman#batfamily#batfam
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u guys donât understand how much how small jason was as robin means to me,,, he was tiny,,, his ass was NOT physically fit i tell u,,,
little guy really was little
#robin jason todd#jaybin#jason todd#jason todd headcanon#bruce wayne#batman#batman a death in the family#red hood#robin#dc#batfamily#batfam#romani jason todd#dick grayson#nightwing#discowing
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Obsessed with Batkids that came after Jason's death accidentally letting slip things they know about him/talking about him like he's there:
Tim: "Not that he's-- I mean, the way Bruce talks about him, sometimes it's like--
Duke, simultaneously: "We hired a medium last week to communicate with his spirit."
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Steph, accidentally bursting out of the kitchen while Damian is being interviewed: "Someone tell Jason he's an asshole for finishing all the peanut butter." *spots camera crew and freezes*
Damian: "Jason's what I named our new dog. Right Baba? He's the dog we saw last week at the shelter."
Bruce, through gritted teeth: "Yes, I remember saying that we had too many animals already, but anything to make my kids happy."
Steph, awkwardly sidestepping out of the frame.
#This has been done to death but sorry I still love it#Stephanie brown#Damian Wayne#Bruce wayne#Jason Todd#Batfam#batfamily#Tim drake#Duke Thomas#dc comics#batman
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