#detective tony stark

[badbcatha]

“I’ve heard that you are called a butcher”.

“I prefer “surgeon".

“So what are you doing here... besides balloons?”

“Oh. Amazing audacity for a man tied to a chair.”

“Tied to the bed I look better.”

[adalindofcabinsix]

miscellaneous masterlist

“i believe in all kinds of things. ghosts. gnomes. true love.”

DUSKWOOD

that kind of love never dies

↬ a few months after discovering the truth about the man without a face, barbara receives text messages from an unknown number inviting her on a date on the outskirts of duskwood.

[jake x mc]

chapter one | chapter two | chapter three

MARVEL

find some way to remember me

↬ five times peter parker has to save sage stark and one time she returns the favor.

[peter parker x stark!oc]

coming soon

TWISTERS

wildest dreams

↬ tyler can see in jasmine an expression of his own restless spirit.

[tyler owens x oc]

coming soon

SUPERNATURAL

one last time

↬ sam continues his efforts to save dean from the mark of cain with the help of an unlikely ally — katherine.

[sam winchester x oc]

coming soon

DEAD BOYS DETECTIVES

the good witch

↬ the one where violet, a powerful young witch, meets charles, a cute ghost with a perfect smile.

[charles rowland x witch!oc]

coming soon

LOCKWOOD & CO

trouble

↬ genevieve is no stranger to near-death experiences, but this time lockwood has gone too far.

[anthony lockwood x oc]

coming soon

[idk-bruh-20]

Irondad fic ideas #160

Before the Avengers went to go and fight Thanos, Tony took some time to implement some tiny features into his robots -- in case he never made it home. For example, he coded DUM-E so that he'd do the little 8-bit happy birthday song on his most beloveds' birthdays. Morgan's, Pepper's, Rhodey's, Happy's, and, of course, Peter's.

Fast forward to after NWH. Tony is still in his coma post-snap (we know no death here). Pepper is cleaning his workshop as a nervous habit. Then, DUM-E starts to sing. A calm and slow playthrough of "Happy Birthday"

She lets it play out in confusion. Then, a hologram of Tony pops up, and he says, with the utmost adoration, "Happy birthday, Pete. I'm proud of you, Underoos."

And Pepper stands there in confusion because... Who is Pete?

This fic idea was submitted by @seaglass-syndrome !

Inspired by the adorable & heartbreaking true story of the Curiosity Rover !

[siremasterlawrence]

Billionaire’s Games Part 1

Welcome to the millionaire games as Mayor Hill the honor of the night stood on stage in all his glory unfortunately for him nobody cares and they are completely ensnared as the room glows up with power of colors in Hypno spirals.

Mayor Hill soon follows as he falls under my spell! Who am I you ask? I am the Hypnotic Whistler! I am laughing a bit as he all on to the stage right behind this fool that has the nerve to be called Mayor with that I shove him off the stage.

Mayor Hill joins the masses as everyone all of these morons are under my masterful level of control, I smirk as on my command everyone slowly begins to strip themselves of their clothes and it’s a true display of utter power.

Stark naked in a flash of light as Mayor Hill joins us back on stage looking mindless as ever with love because I am the man of his dreams now and he is soon greeted by both Detective Bullock and Commissioner Gordon his boss.

In one quick fashion they remove there guns from there holsters as they aim at with sub precision I should be freight by it but I clap hands as my zombie army comes to lift with such conviction rushing up the stairs as they are pinned down.

They are instantly snapped spiraling in to a deep spiral as I gleeful pump the audience to continue swarm the stage leaving the rest of the guest to join us and I watch the first two to enter my new domain smugly Bruce Wayne and Dick Grayson.

“I will be upstairs Bruce…on my perch.” Dick replies walking up the staircase to top of this building.

“Bruce! Can you hear me? Something is off…I…I”

“Dick…Dick…”

“The coms are off and ….”

“Must be some sort of Hypnosis….”

“I should reach for my belt…”

“Oh My Goodness! What a shock Mr. Wayne?”

“I sent your ward to my private wing”

“Why don’t you join us?”

“Your mental protection does wonders”

“However! It is a failure on me”

“You are blissful though “

“I have a gift for you both my dear.”

“Come on both of you take one “

“Yes! I love it “

“The sparkly desire in your eyes glowing up”

“All you can see is me, I am the light of your life and you love me”

“Bruce Wayne and Dick Grayson are no more “

“You will address me as Boss now”

“Yes boss! Bruce Wayne and Batman are at your disposal.”

“Dick Grayson and Nightwing as well my love”

“We live to serve boss”

“Kneel for me”

“We pledge “

“Sir Yes Sir”

“Sir Master Lawrence Sir”

“How may we serve you?”

Tony Stark is the next to arrive in a show of style dawning a powerful command of the audience as he walks in to the area with love as he blows a kiss to the sea of people surrounding him and everyone loves him so much.

Crowd pipes up excitedly screaming out of control as he jumps up, down and he has no ideas this was all programmed by me since this is his usual scene with a world of people who flood around him and that strange kid that is attending with him.

I snap my finger as a gigantic set of power keg of explosive box go off leading up to him in a blinding flash of light covering up his bod and himself as his body begins to shiver with echos hitting him head as he is falling back.

Bruce and Dick stand up rising up as he is walking up the staircase as they switch side to side standing in front of him as he began to disrobe out of their suits as they stand up stark naked and their sex, massive, tight and wound up masculine body.

Tony is lift bound with a blinding flashes of light outdoing us in a crazy haze as his eye turn green eyes blocking him from unable to move and I return to the stage as I wrap my body on to his back and let my hands go on a ramp .

“Master Lawrence! I am here to obey “

“Submit you will to me “

“I am the center stage of your life”

“Flow and ebb”

“Strip off your clothes”

“Look in ti my eyes “

“Forget who you are “

“You are my reality “

“I exist for me”

“Exist for you “

“I am your reality “

“Swoop me up forever “

“I love you”

“I commit to you “

“My life “

“My body “

“My mind “

“You are my everything “

“Mr Stark” Peter Parker calls out as he tries to maneuver his way through the crowd of Gothamites.

“Hey Kid! I got you “

“Follow me!”

“Mr. Stark your grip”

“It’s too tight…I”

“Zip it kid”

“Meet the Master”

“Who? Mr.”

“Ssshhhhh sleep”

“Mmmmrrrrrr”

“I understand must obey “

“Mwahahahahaha”

Oliver Queen enters the space with a keen eye he can sense the truth that something is a foot because he is not a trusting person by far and as he can see the fact that both the rich and poor are united.

They all look so zonked out mindless bobs, jumps and dances throughout the room as they hob and knob with each other as if they are all friends and the city has no problems going for them and if was such sickening sight.

Oliver quickly races over to the side of the room walking up the stairs he tips his glass pretending to be the party boi he once was as he secretly made his way up to the main room and is instantly caught and the culprit is Bruce.

“Boss! We caught him”

“Bruce what is this?”

“You are traitor “

“Dick!”

“He is The Green Arrow”

“Yes! I am aware”

“How could you possibly?”

“The mask can’t hide such a face “

“Sculpted like a Adonis”

“Why are you blushing?

“I-I “

“I won’t tell Oliver”

“Here is a gift “

“You are a nefarious fiend”

“Am I supposed to be offended?”

“I said open it”

“Damn blast you! This so gorgeous “

“I swear my life to you “

Richard aka Dick Grayson did a back flip off top of the staircase as he does dive to the ground, he reaches for the door embedded beneath the floor revealing a secret panel as the balloons burst outward in to the air and is a easy aim.

Bruce uses his batarang as it swerves in the air spinning through the balloons managing to cut threw each once as a high level of gas emits spreading viciously catching any bystanders and one in particular he is ones forever.

“He is in my eye sight boss”

“Now! Aim, Set and Shoot the bitch”

“Hello! My name is Ray Palmer “

“And I…I…where is the boss?”

The end

[anime-villian-irl]

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[gummieturtle]

Brett: gives Peter resin in exchange for case info

Peter: *currently in his "sharpening things" phase*

(there's a reason Rhodey and Tony refuse to give Peter resin)

Tony: ...Peter, what did you make

Peter: A KNIFE!

Tony: NO!

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fic: in technicolor by deniigiq

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[dc-vs-marvel-tournament]

[jj-jam03]

My boy band of fictional crushes….no I don’t have a problem what are u even talking about

[tonystark-official]

thoughts on the batfamily? How about bruce wayne?

The what

[ashboy-3]

To Know Your Family Chapter 1

Summary: Bruce is gone and the boys have become orphans again. The day of the funeral Bruce's will was read to everybody. He asked that his sons go to stay with his brother if he allowed it. He asked Alfred that of he wanted to he could leave, but if not then to go with the boys as he did not want to put such a heavy burden on him. Alfred could never leave those kids alone, even if they were going to someone else. Who is this mysterious brother by the way. why no one else but the one and only Tony Stark.

April 30, 20XX

“You’re time is up Batsy!” Joker laughed as he held a button.

“I think you forget that I won’t go down easy,” Batman stepped carefully, making sure to be weary of any stray traps.

“That’s the fun of this one! We’re going down together!” Joker laughed as he was able to catch Batman in a crazy hug, instantly pushing the button.

“What was that noise?” Nightwing asked, worry in his voice through the comms.

“Sounds like it came from the barge” Red Robin’s reply was instant.

“That’s where Bats was checking out tonight,” Red Hood added in the conversation.

“Everyone meet at the barge. Find Batman,” Nightwing was quick to order everyone while everyone tried to get a replay.

“Guys I’m not getting a replay on comms. Something must be wrong,” Batgirl was panicking.

“Calm down. Who’s closest towards the barge?” Nightwing asked.

“I’m two minutes out. I’ll be there in one,” Hood was quick to replay.

“I’m already here,” Red Robin announced.

“Robin? Little Wing? Where are you?” Nightwing was yelling into the comm.

“I can’t find Father,” Robin’s broken voice spoke through the comms after a few minutes of silence.

“The scene is a mess. GCPD has arrived,” Red Robin informed.

“Batgirl are you on the scene?” Nightwing was trying to figure out how to handle the situation.

“I just arrived. You’re the last one.”

“Okay, Batgirl handle Gordon. Hood get Robin out of there. Red you’re with me and we’re searching the scene.”

Everyone was quick to reply to Nightwing’s orders. Red Robin and Nightwing spent the night searching the barge. It was halfway through the night when Red Robin called in an alert from the other side of the site.

“You found something?” Nightwing asked, jumping down from the unsteady bars to join his brother.

“The Joker is dead. I don’t see Bats anywhere, but Wing, this is B’s arm and leg,” Red Robin pointed out the separated limbs covered in black cloth and stained with dark dried blood.

“I’m going to have to talk to Gordon,” Nightwing sighed as what happened finally got to him.

“Dick?” Tim asked, taking a step back, trying to get the logic right in his head.

“It’s going to be okay. Meet in the cave in the morning. Don’t tell Jay about the Joker just yet. Let me be the one to tell him,” Dick sighed, suddenly feeling the weight of the world on him.

“I won’t tell him,” Tim assured his older brother as his hand went to his ear. “Red Robin reporting. Everyone is to go back to the cave. Meeting in the morning.”

“Where’s Wing?” Batgirl was quick to ask.

“I’m here BG. I have to talk to Gordon. I’ll be there as soon as I’m done,” Nightwing promised as he and his brother separated, Tim going home and Nightwing landing on the top of the GCPD building, knowing that at this point they would have gone back, waiting on the Bat report.

“No big bad Bat tonight?” Gordon asked, standing on the roof, drinking his coffee.

“The Joker is dead,” Nightwing said calmly and carefully, seeing Jim spit his drink out in surprise as he looked at the younger vigilante.

“Are you sure?”

“Batman is presumed dead. We didn’t find a body, but we found two missing limbs; an arm, and a leg. From what we understand Joker was holding Bruce Wayne hostage, just another way to mess with Batman. A bomb went off killing the three in the process. Bruce Wayne’s body was not found, but he is presumed dead,” Nightwing explained.

“Wing?” Gordon asked.

“I know. We’ll keep the bat quiet as long as we can.”

“We’ve worked together for years, not as long as me and the bat, but I still remember the day that you first showed up as Robin. I think that I know you better than you think.”

“Is there a point that you’re trying to make Gordon?” Nightwing asked harshly.

“No need to bite my head off. I know you don’t want to be Batman, but we both know that Gotham needs him. What are you and the others going to do?”

“We’re going to keep Batman alive. Don’t worry about us, Gordon. We’ve all dealt with loss before,” Nightwing assured with a tight smile as he dispersed off of the roof.

“That doesn't mean it gets any easier,” Gordon whispered into the night, deciding if he was going to sit on a roof by himself and drink coffee on any night, it would be tonight. He can call the mayor in the morning.

“What’s going on Dick?” Barbara asked the second Nightwing entered the cave, a frown on his face.

“Master Dick. How wonderful to see you! Is Master Bruce having another late late night?” Alfred asked, walking in with a tray of coffee and tea, making Dick look at the ground.

“I didn’t tell anyone,” Tim said softly holding his arm, looking down at the ground, trying to keep the tears in.

“The Joker is dead. He’s not coming back,” Dick informed all of his family.

“So Bruce finally gained the balls to kill him!” Jason cheered, Dick didn’t yell at his brother for how he was acting, they didn’t know. He saw Tim grip his arm tighter, wanting to say something, wanting to defend Bruce’s honor, but he knows Jason will soon regret it himself.

“While no body was found, Tim found a severed arm and leg that is to be assumed to be Bruce’s. I informed the GCPD tonight that Bruce and Batman are both to be presumed dead,” Dick said softly, but everyone heard, Alfred dropped his tray in shock.

“No!” Alfred shouted.

“I’m sorry. He never called for Backup, and we were not aware at the time that he was dealing with the Joker. While there is a possibility that he can be alive, by the amount of blood found at the site it is not likely. Everyone prepares yourselves. Bruce’s funeral will be a closed casket, and we have to put on a show for the public,” Dick ordered everyone, grabbing Alfred’s shoulder to help the elderly man up, not letting him clean the mess.

“Go upstairs, Alfred. I’ll clean it up.” Dick assured him.

“Why do we have to put on a show for the fucking public!” Jason yelled.

“You don’t! You’re still dead!” Tim yelled at him.

“Father can’t be-”

“I’m gonna go home. . .I’m so sorry boys” Babara left in a hurry, tears in her eyes.

“Let her go. She’s about to get the same talk from her father,” Dick was quick to stop his brothers from grabbing her.

“Who’s going to tell the JL?” Tim asked.

“I’m going to do it tomorrow. After the press conference. Just be brave?” Dick asked a small smile on his face, Jason just scoffed as he stomped up the stairs.

“Give him time. For now, the city will be in shock, even the villains. No mask till after the funeral,” Dick ordered as he sat down in the main chair of the bat computer and sighed. Logging in he found the Joker’s file and edited it to be deceased.

May 1, 20XX

“Richard.”

“Hamilton Hill,” Dick greeted with a sad smile, as he helped the young Wayne out of the car.

“I’m terribly sorry. I heard the news,” Hamilton patted him on the back.

“It’s a sad day for all of Gotham,” Dick agreed, walking up the back of the stage.

“Are you’re brothers not coming?”

“They agreed that they should stay home. It was a shock to us. If we had it our way we would wait for the press conference or not hold one at all,” Dick spoke sadly as he saw a welcomed familiar face.

“Dick! I heard the news! I’m so sorry!” Jim Gordon was quick to shake Dick’s hand.

“Wish it was under better circumstances,” Dick shook his hand.

“Don’t we all,” Jim agreed.

“Let’s not keep the public waiting. The tabloids have already been running rumors,” Hill gestured to the scene.

“After you,” Dick agreed, fixing his tie as a way to calm him down.

“Good morning, Gotham City. I know many of you are wondering why this emergency preconference was called. Last night we lost a valued member of our community, the White Knight of Gotham, Bruce Wayne. Joining me today are Commissioner Jim Gordon and his oldest son Richard Grayson-Wayne,” Hamilton Hill stepped aside to let the others join him.

The camera flashed violently as the two walked on the stage, people screaming for answers. News reports looking for a story, but all the citizens agreed that today was a sad day indeed.

“Thank you, Mayor Hill. Last night it was confirmed that Joker had kidnapped Bruce Wayne, only to alert Batman and Batman only of what he had done. He was warned not to tell anyone, or he would end Mister Wayne. Batman showed up on the scene but turns out it was a lie. The Joker had rigged a bomb and let it go off killing both him and Wayne in the process. I will take three questions before letting Richard take over.

“Commissioner! How will Harley Quinn react now that the Joker is gone?”

“Harley has been in Arkham for the past three months and at this time is unaware that the Joker has passed. We have taken notice that in the past year, she has been more distant from the Joker. We think this will only affect her by making her more independent. Next.”

“Why did Batman let the Joker die? Is Batman now accepting killing as a way of punishment?”

“No. Batman informed the GCPD that he did his absolute best to stop anything tragic from happening, trying his best to keep everything to property damage only. He appeared on the scene and without hesitation Joker grabbed Wayne and pushed the button letting the bombs around him go off. We believe that his plan was to take the Bat out with him but failed. Last Question.”

“Is Batman dead?”

“Batman is not dead. He is still living and alive, but he is heavily injured. The GCPD does still plan to work with him and his team, but we understand if he does not show up for a few days to heal. That’s all the questions I’m willing to answer. Please welcome Richard,” Gordon finished talking, shaking, and giving Wayne a hug as they swapped spots.

“Thank you, Mayor Hill and Commissioner Gordon. As some of you may have noticed I am here alone. My brothers preferred to grieve in the silence of Wayne Manor. We are doing as well as we could be after losing our father. Bruce took me in when I was nine. He was there the night my parents died and took me in. I will not lie and say that it was easy for either of us. Parenting is a challenge and Bruce bravely took on that challenge for a broken boy who could barely speak English. I owe Bruce a great deal as does my brothers and most of Gotham.

The funeral will be private, for family and friends only, but we will be holding a candlelight vigil for two days open to the public. Everyone is welcome from Crime Alley, Gotham Heights, to the Hills. We invite everyone. We do not yet have a location, but it will be opened in three days' time. We, the Wayne family, invite everyone and anyone, all of Gotham to show your support. This is a sad day, but my family intends to go through it as Bruce taught us to. We will be Brave. We will remember him. We will honor his name. Questions?” almost immediately the cameras were flashing and microphones were so close to being shoved in his face.

“Grayson! What will happen to Wayne Industries now that Bruce has passed on?”

“Lucius Fox, one of Bruce’s most trusted friends. Will be taking over as CEO temporarily until I have finished college and can take over. He has agreed to keep us in the loop about what is going on. If any major changes are going to happen Lucius has agreed to give us a call or drop by the manor to talk to us about it first. Wayne Industries will still be in the Wayne Family and still providing as it has done for many years. Next”

“How does it feel to be head of the family now that Bruce is gone?”

“The head of the family is and always has been Bruce’s dear friend Alfred Pennyworth. Bruce has always told us that he would not be where he was today without him. This holds true now that he has passed. Next”

“Will you and your brothers be sent to orphanages or separate homes now that your main guardian has passed? Damian Wayne is the only blood son after all.”

Dick fully glared at the guy but held his cool. “While the will has not yet been read, Bruce has always assured us that if anything were to happen, he would not separate us, blood son or not. Bruce cared for all of us as if we were his blood, not just his youngest. No matter how many fights we had with him, he assured us that we were welcome back. If I had to assume I would say that we will be in the care of Alfred Pennyworth. I’ll take one more question.”

“Are you happy now that Bruce is dead you can take over his company freely?”

“No more questions,” Jim was quick to step in, as he pushed a wide-eyed Dick off of the stage. “We thank you all for coming. Information on the candlelight will be posted on Gotham’s welcome page later today.”

“You okay Richard?” Hill asked gently.

“I’ll be fine. Bruce always tried to warn us about how ruthless the vultures could be, but it never prepares you for when they actually ask the questions to your face,” Dick assured him.

“You handled yourself well. Bruce would be proud. Go on home and spend time with your family. The council will take care of the candlelight,” Hill assured him.

“But we can still help,” Dick tried to fight him.

“Bruce has done many things for this community, let the community give back just this once. You and your brothers make an appearance and we will handle the rest. Your father just died, that takes a toll on someone,” Hill grabbed his shoulder.

“Yeah. We’ll go and take a break. The Will still needs to be read,” Dick’s breath was heavy as he sighed. Saying his goodbyes to the government employees he got back in his car, dreading his meeting with the Justice League.

Dick didn’t even have five minutes to himself before his phone started blowing up with different heroes asking him questions. Taking a deep breath, he sent one text in the heroes group chat that was set up years ago for shits and giggles, but now getting an actual use.

Meeting at JL HQ. Will explain                   -Nightwing

“Dick the Justice League is-” Tim started as Dick held a hand up.

“I know Tim. Ignore their questions. I just sent a message in the group chat. Let me take care of anything. The message will get passed to everyone eventually,” Dick assured him. “Damian still hasn’t come out of his room?”

“Not since we got back last night. I don’t think he’s handling this well,” Tim looked down, wanting badly to grab his heart and throw it on the ground. He wanted to feel as bad as Jason and Damian did. He wanted to feel the hurt that Dick felt for their foster father, but no matter how hard he tried he couldn’t produce one single tear. If anything that thought made him even more sad. It didn’t stop how terrible he felt in his head. He hated this situation. He wants Bruce back, but knows that’s not possible. Once someone is gone their not coming back, even if they are Batman.

“Something wrong Tim?” Dick asked softly, looking his brother in the eyes.

“I can’t cry! I miss Bruce! I want Bruce back! I don’t want him to be dead and the thought hurts! But my tears won’t come out. I don’t have this feeling of dread that everyone in this house seems to have and I want that! I don’t know why I don’t feel horrible like the rest of you!” Tim stressed.

“Hey calm down,” Dick spoke softly, moving Tim to a couch, easily sitting down next to him, letting his brother hug him. “It’s okay that you don’t feel the same as the rest of us. Everyone goes through these things differently. You might not feel horrible about everything now, but you might tomorrow or in an hour, maybe even a week. Did you know that when we were in middle school Babs grandmother died?” Dick asked him, looking at the picture of Bruce’s parents.

“I didn’t know. She barely mentions any family besides her parents,” Tim mumbled.

“Yeah well, she was close to her grandmother. Used to talk about her all the time, but she was also really sick that year. Her grandmother has passed on. It was old age, nothing anyone could do to save her. Babs came to school that day and while she was different she acted kind of like you are now. She was quiet and there was a dark cloud around her, but she didn’t cry. The next day she calls me and ask me to go to the funeral with her, I agree of course. I wasn’t going to leave my best friend when she really needed me. I had never seen Babs cry at this point. It wasn’t until her father went up there and started talking about his mom’s life did Babs finally break down. She was waiting for the tears to fall. It’s okay to not be sad right away. The tears will come when they come. Right now just remember Bruce and how much he loved us,” Dick hugged him.

“Thanks, Dick,” Tim smiled softly, hugging his knees to his chest.

“Hey, that’s what big brothers are here for,” Dick smiled.

“Are we going to be separated?” Tim asked, looking up at Dick, worry filling his eyes.

“Bruce wouldn’t let that happen to us. Don’t worry,” Dick assured him as his phone continued to blow up. “Damn it. I’m sorry Tim. Please don’t worry about it. Everything will be sorted. I have to handle the League,” Dick rolled his eyes, a frown on his face.

“Dick, is it true?” Clark was the first to greet him as he exited the Zeta tube.

“Let’s go to the meeting Clark,” Dick said sadly, walking towards the main room, knowing Clark was frowning behind him.

“I’m sure many of you have seen the Press conference that happened at Gotham earlier this morning,” Dick started, seeing many nods.

“All that was found was a severed arm and leg. The amount of blood that covered the scene implies the number of bodies that would be present. Batman is assumed to be dead. Joker is confirmed dead,” Dick looked down, knowing many of the leagues, specifically the main six, were hit harder than the others.

“What about Bruce Wayne?” one of the newer league members asked, clearly not knowing Batman’s secret identity.

“Bruce Wayne, while not found, was known to be on the scene when the bomb went off. As I said before the amount of blood at the scene is too much for the three bodies to have survived,” Dick repeated his answer.

“So what’s going to happen to Batman?” Superman asked.

“That has yet to be discussed between the family but be assured the mantle will be taken up. If you excuse me I have a funeral to plan,” Dick turned around but not before being stopped by Diana.

“Nightwing wait!”

“Yes, Wonder Woman?”

“Can we hold a service here?”

Dick looked out of the window into the night sky as he answered, “You can. I can’t guarantee that any bats will be present, we are going to be on leave unless it is a dire emergency.”

“I understand. I’ll pass the message on,” she agreed, letting him go.

Every citizen showed up to the candlelight Vigil, if you were there at the right time, you would have seen one of the Wayne boys fixing up flowers and other things left behind.

Many of Bruce’s personal friends whom he would meet at the Gala every year left money and it soon turned into an accidental donation fund. It was already too much money before the boys discovered it. When wondering what to do with it Mayor Hill offered to make a Bruce Wayne memorial. After all, he’s helped out with Gotham more than Batman did.

“That would be wonderful. Thank you, Mayor Hill,” Dick shook his, before being on his way, he was stopped on the way out.

The funeral contained the best friends of the boys, Jim Gordon, Selina Kyle, and the main six leaguers. It was a small funeral, but that’s what the family wanted.

May 8, 20XX

It was a week later after the funeral when Bruce’s will was to be read.

No one really knows what to expect but they knew they had to listen. They knew that this will will determine their lives.

"Alfred I leave you everything. The company, mansion, and money to take care of until each of my boys are graduated from high school, or have the equivalent of a high school degree but I don't want you to have the burden of raising 4 more boys for the rest of your life like me. You may not stay with them if you wish, but we both know that you would never leave your grandchildren. To make things easier on you I am giving my brother full custody of the kids.”

As the last sentence was said you could see the surprise on everyone's faces, including Alfred's.

"Bruce has a brother," the words whispered out of Tim's mouth.

A few hours later the boys and Alfred were in the living room just being quiet while Alfred served them tea.

"I just don't get it. Bruce's parents were murdered and then you took him in. A few years later he becomes Batman. That's the story we were told," Tim said looking down, trying to make the facts make sense. He had never seen a picture of Bruce and another boy within the manor. He could have missed it, but that’s impossible for him.

"There's a reason for that Master Tim. Master Bruce and his brother got along quite well as children, but as they grew up into adults they parted ways. Master Bruce took over the company while Master Tony went and started up his own business. They did talk to each other three times a year. A call on Christmas and birthdays. Other than that they really didn't have contact," Alfred explained.

"Okay, but why are we going to him and not just let you have custody," Jason asked. You could see that he was frustrated with the situation as well as everyone else.

"I am an old man Master Jason. I was with the late Master and Mistress Wayne. Once they died I raised Master Bruce. After a few years, he took in you Master Dick and suddenly there were four of you. Even if I tried with all my might, something could happen and an adult needs to have custody of you. Master Bruce thought of this. That is why he is giving his Brother custody over you."

"Will we have to leave the mansion," Dick asked sad at the thought of leaving the scary mansion he had come to learn was soft and warm, like how a home should be.

"I am afraid that you might. You see Master Tony lives in New York," This made all of the Bats' heads snap up.

"Really. We're moving from the most psychotic city to the Big Apple where no one's dreams ever come true," Tim said with a bland expression.

"I'm sure we can work something out with Master Tony to come to visit Gotham," Alfred assured them.

"I suggest you start packing. We do have a plane to catch after all," Alfred told the boys, collecting their empty cups.

"Wait! You're not leaving us," Damian asked, truly terrified of losing someone who showed him what family meant.

Alfred gave him a small sad smile as he put the tray of cups down and got done on a bended knee while putting a hand on his shoulder, " Master Damian I can assure you that I am not going anywhere. Even Master Tony won't dare kick me out. I can scare him just as much as I can scare Master Bruce." With that, Alfred got back up and finished the dishes while he sent the boys to get ready to leave.

He warned them not to bring too much just the main things they think they need. Once they figure out the living situation they can get the rest of their stuff.

It was a day later and they were all in a rental car, with Alfred driving, as the boys asked who Bruce's brother was.

"I didn't want to tell you before because I know how you boys are. Tony Stark is Bruce's brother. Now do behave yourself," Alfred told them as a warning.

Part 2 >>>

So I have officially made a tag for this story which is To Know Your Family with spaces so if you want to keep up or see when the latest chapter is up just go ahead and click the tag in this post or search it!

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Detective Chambers: Who are these guys?

Tippet: They're the world’s greatest detectives. Well, actually the world’s greatest murderers, but we didn't know that at the time.

Detective chambers: Seriously, you didn't? I mean, they look like bad guys!

(Source: Scott Lang and Tony Stark, Avengers: Endgame)

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uuuuuhhh fave chracaters post? i dont have much on this account but ill go for it

so top ten favorite fandoms & favorite character of each (the order of fandoms is v inconsistent but i am tired)

boku no hero academia: yagi toshinori

avatar (the last airbender): zuko

detective conan: hakuba saguru

marvel universe: tony stark

ranger’s apprentice: halt

haikyuu!: ukai keishin

heroes of olympus: percy jackson

sk8 the infinity: reki

yuri!!! on ice: viktor

dream smp: technoblade

there are a concerning amount of father figures in this list i love my dad hes great why is this happening

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Art Edit Credit to Roberto Coltro

[shit-my-asexual-friend-says]

Ooooh, similar but in reverse! I loooved the edgy power fantasy of being an entitled, abusive, snarky fucker who could get away with being a complete asshole and people will not only tolerate but look up to you anyway. Really threw me off later in life when people started describing all of the male characters who I loved for this reason with phrases like "heart of gold" and "working through his troubled past."

Anyway Dirk Strider gave me something sorta adjacent to gender envy

Honestly, a not-insignificant contributing factor to my mid-20s gender crisis is that I used to think I was viscerally repulsed by playing as male characters in video games, but eventually I realised it was literally just playing as smarmy brown-haired thirtysomething dudes with an emotional range running the gamut from dull surprise to generic rage that put me off, and basically every other sort of male player character was fine. It's just that this happened to be when the Uncharted series was really taking off, so a solid 50% of all male video game protagonist fit that mould! Nathan Drake sucks so much that he made me question my gender, is what I mean to say.

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A GCMV for GUY.exe that I edited together ❤️

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I love the idea of Bruce Wayne keeping his children secret like on those fanfics where nobody knows Tony Stark has another child other than Morgan???

I have already talked about this, but is like the whole fostering and adopting his children was super top secret and all the cps that knew about them were like super well paid. So the only ones that are publicly know (since the assosiation with batman in their public personas could be lesser AND they either wanted to be public or didn't have another choice) are Tim and Damian.

(All the other children of Bruce are still his children, but Dick didn't want people to know about him due to MANY things, Jason was super scared, Cass hated the idea of everyone knowing her before she was ready. All of them were more complex but wth).

Tim's parents were very publicly dead. He was also bery publicly Bruce's intern/heir and somewhat board member?? Bruce adopted him that very moment, and everyone tought "well, that's fine, it was prob. a financial move" but still was like "better not???" So they had to say that he took care of Tim when his parents were out of the country (which kinda true but kinda not...) and even showed photos of 14yr old Tim in the manor (he is 16-17 in this moment)

AND THEN, came Damian. He was insisten in being shown, since he was the blood child and kinda weird and insecure so Bruce gave him the pleasure and ALL of Gotham was like omg your actions are catching up on you and Bruce, to prevend Damian from being bullied and called a bastard son (which is only important if you are rich and famous and as man eater and womanizer as brucie) had to say that, in fact, he was married when damian was concived.

(This was, ofc, a whole other drama. Bcuz he was never, ever publiclly married, yet there is paperwork and blurred photos, etc. And Bruce still keeps the rings (talia left hers too) so...)

Anyways, so then lets say a couple of years have passed. Both of Bruce's children are grown up and Tim is fully into the W.E. bussiness + whatever else he wants to do, same with damian. And then one day the three of them are talking in front of some w.e. emplyees or at a gala or sum and Bruce, acting like a father (which he only does when his children are right in frontal of him) is all like "can any of you call your brother X/sister and tell them..." and everyone is like 😧😧😧😧😧

And then people say he has like a little child now, that this, that, etc. And it's really like... olympic golden metal winner Dick grayson (or professor from blud d.g., or policeman from blud d.g., or firefighter d.g., or detective d.g.,) or super ballerina cassandra w. (which, ok, Wayne is not THAT common) or some random man from the low sides of gotham that is either a) a mob boss or 2) a teacher or some letters major