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confused-wanderer · 1 year
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How would Jason react, or even know about Bruce nearly killing the joker?
He doesn’t hear it from Damian, Dick nor Barbara. It’s only when a few years have passed and relations between Bruce and him slowly start cooling that he starts being able to return to the Manor more often without feeling pangs of guilt, longing, nostalgia and overall the Lazarus Pit screaming to be let out.
However, he isn’t dumb. Whenever he complains to Tim about how Tim’s been treated better and loved more than he was, he’s quick to notice how Tim’s jaw tenses, with fingers spastic as if they wanted to curl into fists. Nor does he miss what Tim whispers under his breath twenty minutes later.
If only you knew..
Bruce keeps trying to make amends, tries engaging with him face to face before a few bullets got the message across and he retreated. But Jason could still feel him waiting, hovering, for the signal to light up and let him know he was needed.
He could go to hell though.. Every single time he looked at Bruce he felt safe, followed by fierce anger burning through his veins. He hated that he felt at ease when Bruce entered. Hated that he almost fell back into their old banter. Hated that he missed him. Hated that he still trusted him.
Hated that he still loved him.
One night, after giving Bruce the cold shoulder the entire time and watching in satisfaction as Bruce’s shoulder slumped in defeat, he felt the sudden need to comfort him. He’s the batman, he chided himself. If he could get over your death, he can get over this.
Standing out on the balcony, he never spoke to the presence already there.
“Master Jason..”
“Hey Alfred, it’s pretty cold out you sure you’d be fine?”
“I’ve faced worse winters.”
Jason sighed. That old man always had an air of expectancy around him, just like when he was robin, like a mother waiting for their child to tell them what they did wrong.
“What do you want?”
“I want to know what the bloody hell you think you’re doing?”
That caught Jason’s attention. Hatred and stoic ness quickly melted and all he could do was stare at him in shock.
“Why are you tormenting him?”
“Are you fucking kidding me??-“ “Language master Jason.”
“Alfred. You were there.”
“There was nothing master Bruce could do to save you-”
“I DONT CARE ABOUT THAT ALFRED! He-“
Shoulders slumped, he looked down.
“He replaced me.” Jason whispered. “He didn’t even wait till my body was cold he just fucking went ahead and replaced me. Even after knowing I died, he still put another child in that suit, MY suit! And then, HE DIDNT EVEN AVENGE ME!! He just took Joker back to Arkham, which is basically just like a vacation for him, and LEFT. After all these-”
A shivering cold current of electricity ran through his body and he could feel the Lazarus Pit rising, making his body grow colder by the second.
“After all this time.. he never did anything.” Jason muttered. “So yeah, not only was knowing I was dead for four years a slap to the face.. but to come back home to find another kid in my room and business as usual? As if I never existed? That just made me realise I didn’t matter.”
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The tea cup in Alfred’s hands was shaking, and a wave of concern overtook Jason. He was about to reach a hand out to steady it when Alfred put the cup down, sighed and looked at the moon.
“Master Bruce never gave Robin to Tim. I did.”
“.. Come again?”
“I gave it to him myself. After you died.. he was a shell of himself. He started pushing himself more, brutalising criminals to the point of hospitalisation. After you died.. a big part of him did too. He refused to be around people, friends, to be happy, to eat. He was punishing himself for your death by refusing to live. And I never forgot you either my boy.. Every night for months I stood by the windows, staying awake and looking outside..hoping to catch a glimpse of you. For the first time in my life I prayed for you to be beaten and bruised, but alive. Locked myself in your room, in your memories, as if standing over your bed was guarding you even in death..Master Bruce missed you so much he played tapes of your missions, just to hear your laugh.”
The older man shook his head and refused to look at him.
“He rejected Tim, but I couldn’t watch him destroy himself. I’d already lost one son..” Alfred paused, looking at Jason with such fondness and pain. “ I wasn’t going to lose another.”
A long pause lingered in the air, and Jason could hear his heart racing as it processed what he’d heard.
“As for Joker,” Jason looked up, and saw the most terrifying scowl he’d ever seen before, with eyes filled with hatred and a craving for retribution.
“Jason Bruce almost killed him too. Like you said, I was there. I was always there. He had chas- hunted Joker down, torturing him slowly and violently until the air was thick with his screams. How every bone was shattered, with so much blood you couldn’t even tell the tiles underneath were white.”
Alfred closed his eyes, and Jason couldn’t help feel that though he was remembering the scene, he was also reveling in it. “His body shattered, smile gone replaced with pain and the howls of misery that he emitted that night.. alas-”
“He didn’t kill him.”
Alfred’s eyes bore into his, and reflected the darkness of the shimmering sky.
“You’re not hearing me. He damn well nearly did. There are things worse than death in this world and Bruce made sure to make Joker feel every single.one. But Superman.. heard him. He heard the roars of fury and grief, and stopped him. All while Bruce stood over the broken body of what once was human. All while muttering your name over and over again, like it was a prayer that kept him grounded. With every hit he took, with every ounce of pain he delivered, he did it with your name on his lips.”
They both just stood there.. shadows in fading moonlight as the noises of life started waking the world with their song.
“Unfortunately, his voice was recorded on one of those surveillance cameras. Tim wiped it, but we kept one copy.. and though the footage is corrupted, the sound is crystal clear.”
Alfred hesitated, before gently cupping Jason’s hands and placing a cold weight on them.
“I hope you never hear it..my boy. I’d rather you burnt it. But if you want to hear the raw truth.. I wanted you to have proof.”
Sunlight burst through the horizon, and with it came the dawn of a new time.
Jason heard the tape as soon as he left.
And burnt it right after.
Alfred was right.
All he had heard were the guttural cries of a broken man..
A father, grieving for his son.
Jason finding out Dick killed joker post:
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arrowmaker15 · 6 months
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(Everyone gathered in the living room of Wayne Manor)
Dick: You know what time it is!
Damian: I do not need a costume, Grayson.
Dick, ignoring Damian: This year's theme is superheroes and/or vigilantes! I'll go first; I'll be dressing up as the Flash!
Tim: Wally's version, I assume. I'll go as Superboy.
Jason: Do I have to?
Dick: Yes.
Jason, sighing: Male Wonder Woman.
Damian:...
Damian: Batman.
Cass: Black Canary.
Barbara: Batgirl.
Duke: Can she- whatever. Black Lightning.
Bruce:
Bruce: Superman...
Steph: Red Hood.
(Everyone looks at her)
Steph: Yes, I'll be going as my boyfriend. Don't give me that look, Tim's going as his!
Bruce: Excuse me-
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galacticrainbowsaz · 4 months
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Jason: Look kid, maybe if you're killed and revived, you'll understand why I do what I do
Ash: *visible confusion* But I've died multiple times and not once come back wanting to kill people
Jason: *confused and concerned* Wha-
Ash: Oh wait! No, that was an evil spirit possessing me, not me.. Yeah, no. No murderous intent yet
Jason: *visible distress*
20 minutes later
Bruce: J-Jason?!
Jason: Yo. Anyway, I've decided to stop killing and I got you a gift
Bruce: ??
Jason: *lifting Ash by his armpits* Enjoy!
Ash: Hi! What Pokémon do you have?
Alfred: *goes back to bed*
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owlwithanapple · 9 hours
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Bird & Fox
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Chapter 1
Late at night, you stand alone on a high tower somewhere in Gotham City and look around. It is said the sky in this city always overcast at night, and you can feel the cold wind blowing. If you don't see it with your own eyes, you can’t believe the city is so dark and cold at night.
The environment here is completely opposite to the place you live in. Before you immigrated to Gotham City, you lived in Tokyo, Japan. The city you live in is prosperous because of political management, public security management and economic development.
Compared with Gotham City, dark, scary and complicated. How warm and beautiful the city you used to live in is, and there is always a sense of safety and comfort late at night. But Gotham City is surrounded by weird and Gothic buildings, forming a huge contrast and chaotic atmosphere.
This weird and dark Gotham City is listed as one of the cities with the highest crime rate. On TV, the news channel always reports about the content involved in this city and some dangerous information, such as Joker, Penguin, Harley Quinn, etc.
Because of the experience given by your previous work, you know very well no matter where, there will be similar experiences and commonalities. But there will never be a lack of bright and beautiful images, and countless dirt hidden in the dark alleys.
One day, a righteous man dressed as Batman transformed into the Dark Knight and fight criminals for the city appeared in Gotham City. Because of his existence, the Bat Signal can be seen in the sky every night, as if he is promoting his own ideas.
Since he became a righteous Dark Knight to fight criminals, he has become a spiritual idol in people's hearts and a source of fear in the hearts of criminals, making his desire to stop evil more stronger.
In Gotham City, in addition to Batman fighting criminals, there are other superheroes such as Nightwing, Red Hood, Red Robin, Robin, etc. who are also maintaining the safety of the city.
You sit idly on the edge of the roof, with your hands on your thighs, shaking your legs at the empty space, looking up at the Gotham City that is already full of chaos at night.
Seeing a person sitting on the roof of a high tower building, the first thing think of is someone is going to jump off to commit suicide. But you are definitely not trying to do something stupid. You are different. The fact that you can casually run to the rooftop in the middle of the night shows that you are not an ordinary person.
Because of your previous work and some reasons, you were forced to immigrate to this dark city. In the morning, you finally packed your things. Tonight is your first time to spend the night freely in this city.
Now you should be an unemployed vagrant. Although you have not been removed from the list, you have been exiled here by the "organization" after all. The more you think about it, the angrier you get. You were exiled to a strange city because of different beliefs, but you still have to thank the "organization" for supporting you with funding.
You are leisurely and bored. You hum a sweet song in a low voice and shake your head slightly. You are intoxicated in the song then hear the faint footsteps approaching you step by step. You stop humming the song.
The person approaching you stops, you glance back. A tall black figure and a shorter child standing next to him are standing behind you. You vaguely guess who they are.
You remain calm and composed, your face is covered by the fox mask but you still smile. Although they can't see, you cross your hands in front of chest and say "What a beautiful night, everyone."
The tall black figure keeps a distance from you, but from your observation, he is very wary of you. He is wearing a mask, you can't see his eyes, only his lips. He is silent then blurts out "Who are you? What are you doing here?"
You stamp your feet and think about how to answer his question, but no excuse can cover up the fact that you are suspicious, it doesn't make sense that you trespassed into this high tower and sit on the roof in the middle of the night. "I said I came here for a walk, would you believe it?"
The little guy standing next to him holds a katana, with a smile that seems very confident. Your intuition tells you that can't underestimate him. Even if he is a kid, his sword holding method and posture are not ordinary, but a skilled posture.
You noticed the little guy looking you up and down, perhaps he was waiting for his chance, he tightened the grip of his katana, seemingly ready to strike you "TT, you lie without thinking."
He pulled out his katana and pointed at you. You stayed still, hands still in front of your chest, breathing kept balanced, but stopped stamping your feet, tried not to make any unnecessary movements. This was a lesson taught by the "Organization".
When he was about to pounce on you with the katana, the black figure blocked the little guy with his hands in front of him. The little guy immediately stopped and looked at the black figure. At this time, the little guy was confused why stop him.
The black figure looked at the little guy as if giving some instructions. The little guy seemed to understand his intention and put the katana away walked to the side to look at you, while the black figure looked at you and said, "I am Batman. What about you?"
You finally heard the black figure say his title in person. He is Batman. The real person is right in front of you. It feels so cool. You noticed the little guy beside you frowned and looked impatient. "Hello, Batman. It's a beautiful night. Bring your kids to see the night view?"
When the little guy heard you say he was a "kid", his sharp ears immediately stood up, walked towards you with a red face and anger. His attitude towards you was enough to prove he was a kid with a strong self-esteem. This time, Batman did not stop him.
Realizing that you said the wrong thing, he can fight criminals and work with Batman, he is not an ordinary child. It is embarrassing to apologize at this time. He points his index finger at you and says, "Listen, I am Robin. Not a kid! Bitch!"
You feel bad when you hear him use the word "bitch", but he is just a kid. But not an ordinary child, Robin has rich combat experience and skill training.
Seeing him, recall that you were strictly trained in the "Organization" before. You were still 8 years old. No one showed mercy in the sparring battle. Until now, you have become an independent person at the age of 20, but you have been exiled by the "Organization".
Maybe you are not the person in their idealism. You have opposite beliefs and ideas from them. The result is your value judgment.
Robin noticed that you were in a state of vacant thoughts. He looked at Batman in confusion and tried to ask him what to do. Batman just stared at you expressionlessly, waiting for your reaction.
When you were in a daze, Robin slowly approached you, trying to touch you to wake you up. Subconsciously, you came back to your senses and grabbed his index finger with your hand. "Whoops, sorry. I was just in a daze."
Since the two of them have introduced themselves, you can't be rude. You let go of Robin's hand. With your right hand, you put your middle finger and ring finger together and press them on your thumb, and lift your index finger and pinky finger to form a fox shape. "Hello, my name is Kitsune, you can also call me Fox."
You put your hand into the pocket of your long sleeves and took out a flash bomb. They immediately stepped back and got ready for the fight, but you didn't want to kill people in vain. You just wanted to leave here.
You threw a flash bomb into the air, it flashed a dazzling light. Batman and Robin subconsciously used their cloaks to block their sight. When they put down and opened their eyes, you were gone.
Robin ran to the edge and looked down at the 40-story building. There was no trace of you. Batman stood aside and looked around. There was indeed no trace of you. The two of them confirmed that you were gone, Robin was surprised and swallowed his saliva. "That bitch really disappeared."
Batman listened to Robin's words but didn't respond. He was actually thinking, and confused about how you did it. You disappeared just a few seconds after the flash of light, leaving no trace.
The two of them looked for your trace everywhere, but there was no clue. In desperation, they had to retreat temporarily. In fact, you just used some trick to deceive them.
After you return home, take off your mask, place it on the table, remove all your equipment, put them in the closet, close the closet and see the mirror reflecting your naked body. You gently touch each scar, which are the marks of your becoming a "ninja" and the medal of your success.
You don't hate these scars all over your body. Although the scars are deeply engraved on your body, you are very happy, even grateful to have them. This is proof that you have survived, you have experienced the test of the "organization" to prove yourself.
"Kitsune..." You muttered in front of the mirror, code name, the name you used when you were a ninja. But now you are Y/N L/N, just an ordinary woman with ninja abilities.
The Batcave at this time—
The Batcave is Batman's command center, where he monitors all crisis points in Gotham City and the world. It is usually located beneath Wayne Manor and is part of a large group of underground caves.
Batman is replaying the surveillance video with Robin to see the footage of you and conversation. In order to catch your clues and find out your purpose, no clue can be easily let go.
Alfred came to the Batcave and saw the two of them busy watching the video. He carefully made two cups of hot drinks and placed it in front of them. "Master Bruce, Master Damian, take a rest."
Batman stopped the work, leaned back the chair, gently massaged his eyes with his hands. When he saw the hot drink in front of him, he took it up and took a sip. "Alfred, what do you think of the people in the surveillance video?"
Alfred looked at the screen, put his hand on chin and rubbed it gently. You didn't attack them, nor did you commit a crime. You just sat on the edge and stared blankly. "Hmm, it's harmless at the moment."
Robin finished the hot drink and asked Alfred for a refill. Alfred filled the cup with the hot drink and handed it to him again. Robin took the cup and complained to the big screen, "I will definitely catch her next time."
Alfred looked at Master Bruce who was distressed and Master Damian who was complaining. He thought about what he could do to help. He suddenly suggested, "Why not ask Master Tim?"
Batman looked at Alfred. It was indeed a good suggestion. Perhaps Tim had a way to solve this problem. After all, it was he who deduced that Batman was Bruce Wayne. He had a strong reasoning ability. "I will contact Tim later.
Robin listened to what Batman and Alfred said then left the Batcave with a "TT". Alfred put the cup back on the tray prepared to leave. "Master Bruce, I want to ask you. Why didn't you take her down on the spot?"
Batman thought about it realized he could have taken her down, as Robin was also there at the time. But facing you who showed no hostility and showed no intention to escape or kill, he was confused. "I want to confirm who she is? Is she righteous or evil. That's all."
Before leaving, Alfred bowed to Batman's back. "I understand, Master Bruce. I'll leave first."
After Alfred left, Batman was left alone in the Batcave. He thought about Alfred's suggestion and called Red Robin who was on patrol. "I need your help with something."
Red Robin stayed in the alley talk to Batman and understand the ins and outs of the matter. He vaguely guessed he was distressed and confused. "I understand. See you in the afternoon ."
After saying that, he hung up the call. When Red Robin left the alley and went to a higher place to continue patrolling, he ran into Nightwing who was talking gossip and Red Hood was having snacks.
Nightwing waved to Red Robin and invited him to have supper together. Red Hood took off his helmet started to eat hamburgers, and handed Red Robin two fries, "I'll treat you."
Red Robin looked at the two fries in Red Hood's hand and speechless. As the "older brother", he only shared fries with his "younger brother", but he still took it and put it in his mouth to chew.
"Hey hey hey." Nightwing handed Red Robin a bag with hot coffee, hamburgers and fries. "I didn't forget to buy your share." After saying that, he continued to eat.
Red Hood finished eating, crumpled the wrapping paper into a ball, threw it into the bag, and then found a trash can to throw it away later. He opened the cap of the soda bottle and started to drink. When he was halfway through, he put down and ask "Bruce looking for you?"
Red Robin, who was drinking coffee and addicted to caffeine, put down the cup immediately after hearing it. He looked at the other two, and nodded after a moment of silence, "Yes, meet at the manor in the afternoon ."
After listening to Red Robin, Nightwing nodded to indicate that he could, Red Hood drank up the soda and threw it into the bag, "I can't. My motorcycle needs maintenance tomorrow, don't count me in."
"Are you serious?" Nightwing asked him seriously. After all, he didn't want Bruce and Jason to have a hard time. Although the two did have bad memories in the past, Jason was very defensive against people, and that incident also left a shadow on his life.
Red Hood stood up, wiped his mouth, put on his helmet, took a bag of garbage, and held the door handle to indicate that he was leaving, leaving Red Robin and Nightwing sitting there. He thought about it and said, "Let's see, if I finish my work early." Then he left.
Nightwing knew Bruce and Jason had a rough time. The past experience and feelings led to the current collapse, but sometimes, both sides had mutual trust and cooperation.
Seeing Red Robin's self-blaming expression, Nightwing put his hand on his shoulder to comfort. Tim became Robin after Jason died. During that time, everyone had a hard time, including Tim, of course.
Being Robin is a very proud thing. It is very cool to fight criminals with Batman. Of course, there are always crises, just like Jason's death, which has become one of everyone's shadows.
"Although that guy is bad-mouthed, he is still trustworthy." Nightwing comforted the frustrated Red Robin, hoping he and Jason would not have a quarrel again.
"I know, thank you, Dick." Red Robin smiled again and continued to drink coffee. The caffeine he couldn't quit became a source of energy, making him more motivated and confident.
Do you hope there will be Chapter 2?
Leave a comment to let me know 😁
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bruciemilf · 1 year
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" Keanu reeves should be Batman" you fools; you witless Clowns. He should be Alfred Pennyworth
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creativesplat · 3 months
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the bois.
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feelingbat-ty · 4 months
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Also let me know what situation you imagined this happening. Like how did this ‘free tattoo’ opportunity arise???
I did originally base my question on the scenario where your getting a tattoo and the artist goes ‘hey? Ya want a free tattoo?
But I had a sudden image of a random man leaning out of an alleyway and being like ‘yo kid? Ya want a free tat?’
So I’m curious to see what other people imagined lol
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underpreparedbard · 6 months
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i just wanna see jaskier beat the shit out of someone with his dildo hammer is that too much to ask
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dizzyspice717 · 6 months
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So it’s probably in a niche comic or tv episode somewhere but how in the hell was the bat cave made?
Did Bruce and Alfred do all the heavy lifting and electrical work themselves?? Did they hire a handyman and then after it was done Alfred just fucking shot him??
Like, the person who put together the bat cave would know all the secrets so I can’t imagine it being a large group of people that they just let live and roam free???
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illiana-mystery · 1 year
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The raw energy from this photo gives me life.
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morgansunflower · 8 months
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My London Lover 2/2
Bruce Wayne X Reader
Warnings:gun violence, suggestive content, murder, violence, explicit language and angst
Words:1658
Arthur's notes! Third P. O. V. Jason is Robin! Part 1&2 listed in tags
Y/N, Dick, and Bruce race to save Alfred and Jason from his old enemy.
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Y/N and Bruce manage to track Alfred down through his watch that had a tracker within it.. Bruce had given him the watch to his, dear father-figure on his birthday. Alfred of course knew of the hidden tracker but allowed it to be worn, to give Bruce peace of mind and be there should anything go wrong...
"you and Jason are grounded" Bruce scolded to his oldest.
Dick had just explained they had gotten word Alfred had died along with Y/N in a, dreadful car wreck. That's when they realized why Bruce left on a 'business trip'. The two brothers asked uncle Clark to take care of Gotham while they went on their rescue mission.
"I'm 18 Bruce.. Not a child" Dick defends
"than I do not see as to why you are choo--" Y/N cut into the conversation.
"we can discuss this later we're getting off track. What exactly happened to Jay?" Y/N asked Grayson
"well.. When we were digging on Alfred's past.. Jason went to get some air. I should have been right there. I know it's my fault and I messed up.. I was acting juvenile. It won't happen again.. "
"indeed it won't" Bruce grunted to which Dick rolled his eyes.
"what Bruce is trying to say is that you two need to be careful. We'll get Jason and Alfred back" she told Dick, he replied with a kind smile
Y/N couldn't deny, she to was worried. Even though they weren't actually her children. Her heart drew closer each time she saw, them. She loved them truly little did she know they loved her as their mother.
Alfred watched as they tie his hands together behind his back, with a rope. His blood boiled but he had to wait. Acting now, he feared Jason would be hurt.
He relaxed his hands on his own restraint as in his side glance.. There was a small bug.. That wasn't a real bug.
"he sees us" Bruce said looking through the screen from the spy-bug.
Y/N had her a, bat-themed mask on her eyes. Bruce was grateful Alfred taught her everything he knew. Though that still didn't mean he wouldn't make sure she's safe. Nightwing leaps down from the roof stealthy taking out the perimeter guards.
Carmine cocks his pistol aiming to the child "say farewell to your little friend, on the other hand you'll be joining him soon enough"
Jason sees Alfred's reflection that he is free. Alfred holds three fingers up as he closed his fist Jason dunks his head. Gunfire go's off.
Batman and Y/N made themselves known tackling the guards. Y/N stands along with Bruce.
"took you long enough" Jason scoffed
They see Alfred had tackled the gunman to the ground. Carmine spun around swinging to Alfred's jaw. The elder men fight each other...
Y/N throws a batarang to the gunman's barrel. She then rushes to Jason loosening his restraints.
Bruce punches the gunman before he shoots Y/N. He threw a foot grapple hook to the group of gunmen.
"nice to see you again" he greeted as though they weren't currently risking their lives
"you too kiddo" she grinned
She softly smiled but then punched the gunman trying to grab Jay. Jason then tackled the gunman in her blind side
"we work well together. You should come to Gotham" Jason suggested deep down wishing she would and stay with them
Nightwing steps in flipping as the bullets were shot at him.
"Robin's right. You could bring out the sweet side out of Batman's scary dark abyss" he joked causing his father to grunt at him..
"focus" he ordered.
Alfred held Carmine's wrist back as he held a knife trying to stab Alfred's throat. Alfred struggled pushing him away the best he could. The others tried to fight away Carmine's men.
"Alfred!!" Dick shouts throwing a wine bottle beside him
"seriously!" Alfred scoffed wishing for something a bit more serious
Alfred picked the bottle up and breaks the bottle against Carmine's head knocking the mafia boss out. Just then there were no enemies
Bruce moved the unconscious man off of his father. Alfred took Bruce's hand sighing. He looked to the boys and Y/N. Everyone was OK. They're ok.
The authorities took Carmine and his, men into custody. This time he would placed in a more secure prison.
"Thanksgiving is in 3 months.. You could come with us and stay for a, extended time" Bruce offered
Y/N came to Gotham with them. Even though she knew deep down.. It was going to destroy her to leave again. Y/N was in the kitchen helping Alfred. She continues stirring the bowl with the Cake batter. She was leaving again in 3 days...
The last months had been amazing but that was the problem. She tried to convince herself it was all just in her head.... Her heart felt intertwined with Bruce's. He had been so kind to her, it didn't help his boy's adored her. It didn't help that she wanted to scream that she wants to stay with Bruce.
She knew he loved her. Though he always said he couldn't let go of certain things in his life and that wouldn't be fair to her. She assumed at the time it was his grief.. Now she knew it was Gotham.
"are you alright Ms Y/N" Alfred asked the troubled young woman
"every time I am to leave I fight this" she gestured her tears that were now falling "first I could make to my apartment, then I could only make it to the airport, then I would cry the night before.. This is becoming too difficult to bear. I miss all of you throughout the year wishing I was here and not there.. I have to tell him"
He takes the bowl from her smiling softly "indeed you should, now off you go"
Y/N departs to Bruce's study. The sunlight touched his face as he sat on the chair. His presence made her heart crave to be near him She feels the need to kiss him. The thought of her words she wanted to say... Her body was nearly shaking.
"hey Y/N!" Jason greeted.
"hi Jay"
Throughout the rest of her stay her words seemed trapped from her anxiety to confess her feelings and then... It was time to leave. The Wayne's were at the airport with her as she had her bags packed to a place that was cold... And lonely.
She holds Grayson and Jason's hands "I want you two boys to call me everyday and tell me everything about your day. I will miss you both so much"
"than why won't you stay?" Grayson asked "believe it or not Bruce does really love you even if he can't admit it"
"I know he does and I want to stay more than anything but I can't. My heart stays here with both of you. I promise I will visit every year"
"it's not the same!!" Jason shouted emotionally
She pulled them both into a hug. She feels her throat shaking as she now was crying. Jason wanted to curse his tears away where Dick accepted his own tears were not avoidable. She then hugged Alfred. He hugged her tightly wishing both Bruce and Y/N could be happy. He knew the way Bruce looked at her was such a deep love as how Thomas had loved Martha.
"don't fret my dear there is still time" he mumbled
"thank you Alfred, for everything"
"it's been my pleasure" he smiled to her.
Y/N steps to Bruce. She takes his hand to step away from the others for more privacy. Bruce wanted to hold her and beg her to stay.. But that would be selfish.
"I know that you want to make this world better. I know you think that your passion may make me feel neglected or I don't want the same thing. It doesn't and I do..."
"Y/N-" she covers his lips with her thumb tenderly
"I love you Bruce. I love that you want to protect those who can't protect themselves and bring justice. I don't need an answer but I need you to know that I will always support you during your nightly routine and your daily routine"
She kisses Bruce deeply. His, heart was beating rapidly as she melted his fears away completely but she's leaving... He couldn't bring himself to speak as he was still in a great deal of shock. Y/N waved goodbye and boarded the plane.
"you ok Jay?" Dick asked his little brother
"I don't want to lose another...." Mom.
"me too" Grayson sighed putting his arm over Jason's shoulder
In London...
Y/N eyes had long been weeping since her goodbye. She unlocked her door to see Bruce standing with not only flowers but a ring. She began to cry. Her knees buckled beneath her, from shock, but Bruce caught her. As he did she wraps her arms around him
"I... I... You.. You cannot scare me like that! How did you? I-I can't believe you're actually h-here"
He knew she was flustered and her question could wait just a moment.. He held both of her hands with his own. Bruce allowed his guard down, as he allowed a, tear to fall.
"will you marry me?"
"YES! YES! Yes! Yes! I will marry you!"
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As the newly engaged couple stepped into the Manor. Jason runs down the stairs. He sees Y/N standing close to Bruce. Jason couldn't remain still with his excitement as he sees her ring.
She opens her arms as Jason ran into them to hug her. Alfred stepped in with a joyous smile.
"welcome home my dear" Alfred said to her.
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bibatfamdisaster · 2 years
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Tim: so lately, i haven’t been feeling all that well
Leslie: and when did it all begin?
Tim: Uh, hmm lemme see
Tim: Well roughly around the day i was born
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wrensgeekyvibes · 10 months
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Zsasz and Alfred
This scene right here is the best, and I am so upset that we never got Zsasz and Alfred going on a mission together to do a badass thing. The mutual respect they have for each other here is fantastic. It also doesn't hurt that they are both phenomenal in their own right.
(I strangely ship it)
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martyrbat · 1 year
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detective comics #464
[ID: Bruce Wayne home at his penthouse apartment. He's wrapped in a red robe and has his hand in the pocket as he internally reflects. He gazes out to the city horizon from his balcony as Alfred approaches him with a tray. He informs Bruce, “I checked with the hospital, sir — and the man from Paris, the man Black Spider shot —is dead!” Bruce remorses, “Killings, Alfred, I should have stopped somehow! This isn't an ordinary case where I'm trying to find a murderer — it's something far worse!” Alfred gently prompts, “May I suggest, sir — that it is your wound talking! Does it pain you very much?” Alfred is speaking in reference to Bruce getting shot in the shoulder, beatened with the end of a shotgun, almost getting hit with a plane, and getting into several fights to track down the above mentioned assassin.
Bruce sits down and brings his hand up to hold his throbbing shoulder. He answers, “Like a leaden knife twisting and twisting, Alfred! Still, I've fought with worse wounds! Slinky's gunshot didn't kill me — and in this business, it's enough to simply survive!” Bruce takes a tea cup and looks at it with a heavy frown. Alfred worriedly slips a pillow behind Bruce's back as he begs, “Enough talk, sir! You need your strength! Please, eat something!” END ID]
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sunnycanwrite · 1 year
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Being a superhero is more than putting in a mask, and fighting bad guys. It's not just swinging through the city. It'd als being the person behind the heroes. The guy in the chair as Ned Leeds would put it. Some of the most powerful heroes are the ones behind super screens. Who run comms, patch up wounds, go through files, and security footage. Those who could single handed hack the justice league. Who can still beat the hell out of a villain if needed.
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tesalicious2 · 1 year
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Jason has always been exceptionally talented with firearms, even as Robin. While Dick is great with his Escrima sticks, Tim with his Bow staff, and Damian with his sword, Jason always has guns.
All of the Batfam lily know how to use and disarm them, but Jason always loved using them. Bruce taught him the very basics, but Jason went to Alfred to learn more. Alfred was very excited to teach him and the backyard quickly became a shooting range.
He was very into them and willing to learn ANYTHING, so Alfred taught him to snipe, hunt small and large game, moving targets with a rifle and shotgun, use different sized revolvers that he has trouble lifting, and dual shooting.
(Alfred also taught him to use a crossbow and different swords found across the manor. When asked about how he knew all of this, he just smiled and told Jason ‘I’ve lived a long life, and I’ve crossed paths with many who lived shorter ones. (This was the most information Antione has ever got out of Alfred and Heading takes pride in that.))
In simulations that have scores, Jason scores ok, but go to the shooting range and he has the top score. Not just the top score, but he beat everyone by a long shot.
Like, Bruce is third with 7500, Alfred has 20000 (he was a spy so duh) and Jason has 25000.
He’s also great with a bow too, since Roy taught him the basics. He is good with knives and a kusarigama (I think?), it’s a long string/thin rope with a spike/knife on the end.
Basically the more lethal weapons that could be found in Crime Alley. He just never used them as Robin bc they were too dangerous.
To this day, he’s beaten the score but the old ones haven’t been beat. His Robin scare is 25000 but his Red Hood score is 75000.
Everyone tries to beat it but when they can’t, it’s suddenly not a competition anymore.
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