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#Bruce the chef
rougerave · 7 months
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"Bruce Wayne can't cook to save his life." That's a load of bullshit. Listen Bruce can cook, he just doesn't have the time for it, and the fact that he hardly passes as functional human being.
You can't tell me that in all his traveling he hasn't picked up something. If he can remember miniature details for a case that was three years ago, he can remember recipes.
Listen other than Alfred, Martha Wayne was the only person who knew how to cook. Martha wasn't going to let her son become like his father it that department. She and Alfred taught Bruce everything from the correct utensils to how to properly spice meat, "BBQ spice is not for chicken Master Bruce, have some class."
That was one thing Alfred and Bruce still kept doing after his parents died, and because of this he becomes an amazing cook.
When he meant Taila, trust and believe that she went Gordon Ramsey on his ass when she taught him how to cook the meals of her homeland (that's when he fell in love with her. I refuse to believe anything else on this matter), and obviously as he traveled he gained more knowledge on different dishes. Most from his masters and some from random old ladies that he came across.
The problem comes when he desides to take over the company and become the cities regular furry problem. He just doesn't have time and this leads to his kids never finding out. They grow up knowing that Alfred cooks. They also don't know that on rare occasion that Bruce is free he would sneek into their apartments and make food that can be frozen and reheated, because just like him, his kids can hardly pass as functional.
And that's how Jason found him, one random Tuesday. There his father was, floating around in a black AC/DC t-shirt, gray slacks, sparkly pink crocs(Dick), Jason's apron (because Jason is the only kid that knows how to cook) and the Rolling Stones playing form a speaker that was definitely Tim's. Bruce only glances at him before speaking, "Go change, wash your hands, then come cut the carrots." then goes to drain the pasta, and because Jason is to stunned to speak he goes without a word.
Jason doesn't bring it up, so Bruce won't bring it up.
One thing he does do every night is make Damian, Duke, Tim and Steph's school lunch. He strongly objects to the idea of his babies eating Gotham Academy/University powder egg shit. No sir.
That's how the family found out. That was funny.
"I once saw you put salt and vinegar Lay's in bread."
"Not my finest moment."
They tell Dick. He laughs in their face until he sees his dad in his kitchen cutting onions without flinching or wiping his eyes.
"You have no soul."
"Yes I don't. Wash your hand and cut that baby marrow."
"But I don't like baby marrow." he complained as he washed his hands.
"I have no soul, right?"
Dick sticks out his tongue, he get whacked by a wooden spoon.
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arrowheadedbitch · 15 days
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Steph: Who was the best kid? Like, when you got them, who was best at, uh, being a..good kid?
Bruce, immediately: Jason.
Tim, traumatized: Let's not do this right now.
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comics-centalx · 6 months
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Jason Todd Being Iconic for Ten Panels Straight:
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thebibliosphere · 3 months
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I'm watching Justice League: War, and I'm sorry, but Green Lantern shielding himself and Batman in a green ball of light while Superman proceeds to kick them around Metropolis like a dodgeball is so fucking funny.
Bruce just saw the inside of three buildings go past real quick because they got punched through them by Superman, and he's relying on Hal to keep him alive. A man who a mere few hours ago accused him of being a vampire then went off on him for not having any superpowers and whose ring Bruce managed to steal with a sleight-of-hand trick to make a petty point.
His control freak issues must be screaming.
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cookiqueen13 · 4 months
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Trolls Meme Redraws (Part 2)!
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Part 1 ⬇️
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Lenny + Midge + Parallels, Callbacks, & Foreshadowing (Seasons 1-5) 
+Bonus
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grayisblogging · 6 months
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bruce wayne in future state: dark detective
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dangerousdan-dan · 3 months
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This parallelism makes me sob
Batman and Robin (2011), #14 and #18
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togrowoldinv · 1 year
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Chef
Natasha Romanoff x Chef!Reader
You’re the head chef at a popular restaurant where Natasha acts as a hostess, bartender, and subject of your flirtation all at once
Note: This is based on the movie Chef! It’s just a short little something to explore this variant of Natasha hehe. Enjoy!
Natasha Romanoff Masterlist 1, Natasha Romanoff Masterlist 2, Main Masterlist
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Being a chef has always been your dream. From the day you were born, your parents often joke, you were meant to be in the kitchen.
Your affinity from cooking was only made more intense as you grew up and explored cooking as a real career. You can draw inspiration from almost anywhere and come up with amazing dishes that have no parallel.
At least that’s how it used to be. You started working at fancier restaurants in a new city and somewhere along the way, you lost the freedom to cook what you wanted.
You’re instructing your staff how to prepare for the day when the door opens.
“Y/n,” the voice that you usually enjoy hearing calls out to you. But you can tell she means business and immediate stress washes over you. “Bruce is here.”
“I cannot deal with that right now,” you say. There’s a hint of anger in your tone, but she knows it’s not directed at her.
“I’ll try to delay him, but be ready for him to come back here.”
“Thank you, Nat,” you say as she leaves the kitchen.
It’s a few moments later when you hear the voice of your dreaded boss.
"We’ve got a full house tonight, Chef. You’re making the usual, right?” Bruce asks you. His tone is a bit snarky.
“Actually I was thinking I’d try something-“
"That next word better not be new. You’ll make the menu that works. End of discussion!” Bruce fires back. He’s beginning to get angry, or as you say ‘turn green.’
“The big critic is coming and we can impress him with-“
“This is my restaurant! Not yours! Cook the fucking original menu,” Bruce leaves no room for argument.
"Fine,” you say with a sigh. He smiles at your defeat and you shake your head.
A friendly hand comes to your shoulder. “One of these days, y/n. They’ll see how good your food is,” your colleague and close friend, Wanda, says.
“Thanks Max,” you say genuinely.
You spend the next few minutes briefing the staff on the menu for tonight. It’s the same as always and your staff isn’t any happier then you are about it.
“And for wine pairings please see Natasha,” you finish your instructions. She gives you a soft look as you head back to the kitchen.
The first part of the night goes pretty smoothly. But when a food critic shows up, you grumble again about having to make the same menu.
“It’s alright, y/n,” Wanda says. “We’ll make the best molten lava cake for this jackass.”
You laugh at her and plate the food for the critic as per usual. Your trusty server, Peter, takes the food out to Tony the critic.
Watching from the kitchen, you shake your head at the way he reacts. You can’t tell exactly what he says, but you know it’s no good.
“Peter, come here,” you call for the young man. “What did he say?”
“He- um- he asked why it’s the same food as usual,” Peter says.
“Fucking Bruce,” you say, turning back to the kitchen.
Natasha catches the way you hang your head in defeat. She leaves the host table in Monica’s hands and slips into the kitchen.
“Hey there,” Natasha says, she leans softly into your arm. “You alright?”
“Not really,” you mumble as you keep chopping peppers.
“One more hour and then you’re free,” she says.
You look at her finally and she’s wearing a smirk on her face. You and Nat have made a little bit of a habit of going home together. Nothing tends to happen. You cook her dinner and she enjoys it with some flirting, but nothing more.
“My place?” You ask her quietly.
“Definitely,” she replies.
With that, she leaves you in the kitchen to finish cooking the meal for Tony that you know he’s going to rip into you about in the review article.
By closing time, you’re exhausted. Natasha helps you clean up the kitchen before you go.
Your phone dings and you dread looking at it.
“Let me see it,” Natasha says, holding her hand out. You’re reluctant. “Come on. Rip off the bandaid.”
You hand her your phone and her eyes scan the article while you grab your keys and lock up.
“So, how was it?” You ask her once you’re walking to your car together.
“Not great,” Nat says honestly. You sigh and open the door for her. She slides into the passenger side. “But don’t worry,” she adds once you’re in the car as well.
“I always worry,” you say, leaning your head back on the seat.
“I know,” Natasha says. A frown forms on her beautiful lips. “You know what?”
“Hm?”
“I’m starving,” she says.
You smile and start the car. “I can do something about that.”
At some point during the drive, Natasha’s hand comes to your thigh. Something about tonight feels different.
She makes herself comfortable at the bar across from you as you cook her one of your signature meals.
“Here you are, my lady,” you say, placing the plate in front of her.
Natasha takes a bite and as per usual she loves it.
“Good?”
“Great,” she says, a certain breathiness to her voice that threatens to make you kiss her right then and there. “Join me.”
You sit next to her and enjoy your own serving.
“This is the kind of stuff I want to cook at the restaurant,” you tell her. “Not that stuffy menu Bruce requires.”
“He doesn’t know shit about restaurants,” Nat adds.
“One day I’m going to do it. I’m going to walk in there and make my menu,” you say. Nat watches you with an amused smirk. “To hell with him.”
You catch her smirking at you and feel a heat creep up your neck.
“You’re really adorable when you get to ranting like this,” Natasha says.
“Oh, thanks,” you reply shyly.
Nat turns to you and her hands take each side of your face. She leans in.
“Can I kiss you?” She asks. Her voice is raspy and you can smell her perfume.
“Please,” you say.
She closes the distance and her lips find yours. It starts out slow but quickly she’s deepening the kiss, the result of all of the pining for each other.
“Natasha,” you whisper against her lips, breathless from the kiss.
“I’ve wanted to do that for so long,” she says.
“Me too,” you say.
You kiss her this time, taking your time to feel her against you.
“Take me to bed, chef?” She asks.
You grin at her and she pulls you off the stool and towards your bedroom.
As long as you have Natasha on your side, it doesn’t matter what any critic in the world says. And she will always be on your side.
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the-witchhunter · 10 months
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Why does Batman have all the best ships? He just has such an interesting dynamic with so many people
Clark, Harvey, Selina, honestly half the OG Justice League
I just want to read cute slowburn fanfics between him and so many people
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shahrwrites · 2 days
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I’m a normal amount obsessed with them.
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jpeg-dot-jpeg · 1 year
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Jason is 100% like ‘fuck you and fuck all of your spoiled brats, old man’ until he finds out that Stephanie and Duke are both from the Narrows and then he’s like ‘.....fuck you and fuck some of your spoiled brats. old man.’
They form a club. The Street Rats Society. dick is an honorary member.
they complain about the upper class. they bully bruce for not knowing how much a banana costs. they unionize and cause mayhem whenever someone forgets to tip at a coffee shop. every time someone mentions off hand how expensive something is (designer clothes, aged liqueurs, cars, etc) they go ‘it costs HOW much?!?   .... you could buy so many 4for4s from wendys with that,,,’
one time Tim goes, ‘I was middle class once. does that count for anything?’ and duke flies at him with a knife.
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b1p0 · 3 months
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Doodles✨️
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sunbeamsandmoonrays · 5 months
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The Gilded Age tonight was like: "YOU get a love plot, YOU get a love plot, YOU get a love plot!!!"
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fantastic-nonsense · 2 years
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the greatest tragedy of the 2000s-era Batfam is the lost story potential that happened because Jason's villain era and the Evil Cass arc happened at the same time instead of when Cass was Batgirl
we really could have gotten Jason and Cass being narrative foils, ripping each other to shreds over their different morals and perceptions of Bruce, and stories exploring how they're basically each other's walking nightmare scenario and instead we just got Saturday Morning Cartoon Villain!Jason and Cass being character assassinated and then shipped off to Hong Kong
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toastedkiwi · 10 months
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I’ve been watching a lot of Gordon Ramsay’s Hell’s Kitchen. Bruce Wayne meets his wife on it. He was one of the VIPs sitting in the red kitchen. He had spotted her. She was yelling at one of her teammates for fucking up and he knew, he’d be more than happy to let her yell at him. She ended up serving him and Tim after their waitress got kicked out of the kitchen. He immediately was like “call me after you win.” She said “I won’t.” And then dipped on him meanwhile Tim is laughing at him.
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