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green-eyedfirework · 8 days

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"Prince Richard," said the cold, cruel general, mouth twisted into a smirk and one blue eye icy cold, "Well, I suppose you aren't a prince anymore."

Dick kept his mouth shut, and hoped that the others kept their mouths shut too. Jason, who was the first one he'd worry about, was gone, disappeared into the night with Tim on the hunt for ghosts. Cass was halfway across the land, too far to be hurt, which left Damian and Stephanie. He could trust Steph to keep Damian in line. He had to.

"If only looks could kill," Slade laughed, and his men laughed with him. The hall was full of them, of his warriors, menacing the remainder of Dick's paltry court. The representative from Nanda Parbat was watching intently. Dick wasn't imagining the smile on his face. "What's the matter, Prince Richard? Not enjoying yourself?"

Dick felt sick. Sick and numb. He had been castellan of Gotham for a few paltry months before losing it. Bruce would be so ashamed.

"It appears that the prince has lost his tongue," Slade laughed, beckoning Dick closer. Dick knew it wasn't worth it to disobey.

Slade waited until Dick was within arm's reach of the throne before grabbing him and forcing him closer. Dick struggled for an instant before he remembered where he was, and let Slade drag him forward.

The kiss was savage and domineering, Slade's mouth hot and devouring as he pulled Dick fully into his lap, forcing him to straddle the general as he submitted to the kiss. His cheeks burned when he felt the hands on his ass.

"No, tongue's there all right," Slade called out when he finally pulled back. "And I now I definitely know why there are so many odes to the prince's ass." He paired it with a pinch. "A big castle and a pretty prince in my lap, what more could I want?"

Slade's men were jeering, and Dick didn't dare turn around to look at Damian and Steph. If Slade wanted—better him than them. Please not them.

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Dick shifted on his knees, hands balled into fists by his side, not looking up as the general conducted the final preparations for seizing the castle. Dick didn't want to see Slade. He didn't want to acknowledge any unspoken order the man would give with Dick here, kneeling between his legs, inches away from his own throne.

Please let Damian not be watching this. Please, please, let Steph be covering his eyes, Damian shouldn't see this, he was just a child—

"I have to say," Slade mused, loud enough for the whole hall to hear, "I could get used to a sight like this."

A hand tightened in Dick's hair and he let himself be pulled up, pliant. He wouldn't cry. He wouldn't cry.

The man's expression was more inscrutable this time. "All done taking your kingdom," he said, voice heavy with implication. "Now just to take its king."

Dick locked his jaw. He would not cry. He would not cry.

"Someone go fetch a crown," Slade got up, dragging Dick up with him. "I've always wanted to fuck a prince." The jeers in the hall grew louder. "The rest of you can take whatever spoils you like. We won't be staying long."

They never did. They conquered, they looted, and they went on their merry way, a vicious band of mercenaries with no code, no honor, no loyalty.

"Please," Dick finally unstuck his mouth to say, "my siblings. Please don't—"

"The little prince and his handmaid will be fine," the general snorted, still dragging Dick along. "You really aren't very bright, are you."

Something hot and thick crawled into Dick's throat at the insult given so bluntly. If Dick had been smarter, he could've protected Gotham, if Dick had been a better leader, if Dick had just crowned himself king—

He could feel himself start to go numb. Distant. He barely registered Slade reaching his bedchamber, or shoving him inside, or the man locking the door behind him.

Overkill, Dick thought dazedly, at the numerous locks on the door.

Dick stumbles back. Away from Slade. From the man who will—who was planning to—who—

There was a crown in Slade's hand. Dick didn't know who gave it to him. Slade steps forward and Dick steps back, until he hits the edge of the bed, until there's nowhere to run.

Slade drops the crown on his head with a sardonic smile. It's the actual crown. Gotham's crown, to be worn only by its ruler. It's of Gotham, the weight heavy on Dick's head, it's the literal symbol of his country. And Dick is going to get fucked wearing it.

It feels....really heavy. Dick is actually developing a headache. He raises a hand to take it off but Slade catches it and forces it down. "No," the general says sharply.

Dick should obey. Dick has to obey. But it's getting acutely painful and he fights against Slade's grip, trying to free his hands or toss the crown off or something to prevent this searing pain.

"It hurts," Dick gasps, vision blurry. The room is spinning.

"Maybe if you'd just bloody crowned yourself at the start, it wouldn't have to be this way," says an unsympathetic voice, before the whole room goes dark.

#my snippets #sladick #royalty au #conquered #fear of noncon #what are slade's motives here?#uncertain

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roobylavender · 4 months

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in terms of character deaths i know youve spoken about bruces death but who else do you think will also pass for a reason other than old age and how will they die? in my head everyone lives (except technically jason who then obv gets revived) in order to see bruce die because i want them to grapple with that <3 but thinking about a batkid dying early as well is too painful…. even though its definitely more realistic

i'm sure this is a severely unpopular opinion but if we're talking about the bats specifically i think for jason's death to have any kind of gravitas it has to be the only one of its nature. which is to say that it has to be the defining moment for bruce through which he realizes he can't prioritize the emotional whims of a child over their actual safety. and i think that's still something you can rationalize tim's subsequent indoctrination—for lack of a better word—within bc at the moment tim becomes robin it's not that bruce doesn’t recognize that tim is delusional—he does—but that everyone around him believes tim is rational in comparison. which is a bit silly bc anyone looks rational compared to bruce following jason’s death. he’s in a crazed state of grief letting himself get beat up all around town. and obv that situation changes over time and bruce processes his grief about jason and his own inability to save people, and that presumably sets him up to be.. somewhat more sensible. enough that he starts to visibly care about the impact of being robin on tim's personal life regardless of how the latter actually reacts to that interest (eg blowing up at bruce when he tells steph his secret identity). in an ideal world that leads to a tim retirement arc bc there really is no way to rationalize him being robin. he doesn't need to be robin. that's never been true. the takeaway from his 90s arc regardless of however chuck dixon (or anyone else) wants to rationalize it is unmistakably that entrusting robin to a kid as some kind of legacy deal that comes packaged with being batman is absolutely absurd and it has to end. permanently. that much i agree with starlin on albeit for obv wildly distinct reasons and to different ultimate effect

but to circle back to the original point. all of this is to say that i don't think tim should die, nor damian, nor cass, nor steph, nor anyone really. cass and steph i don't treat the same as robin bc there are very distinct reasons as to why they do what they do. spoiler is to steph the way robin is to dick in that they are distinct identities birthed of their own experiences (which is why i am personally neither a fan of steph being robin nor batgirl). cass is a legacy character in the truest sense of the word in that it's less about trying to stick someone into a mold where they won't fit (robin) and more about truly rising to the occasion of espousing the same principles and values as your predecessor bc of shared experiences and subsequently birthed ideology. there's not really a narrative purpose to killing either of them if that's understood about their characters

the idea of bruce dying an early death stems from the fact that he carries too much of the burden on his own shoulders and it is realistically not possible for him to do that forever. it’s likely denny o’neil understood as much when he posited the idea. but the kids’ circumstances should be different. in an ideal world where the purpose of the batman mythos isn’t to drive its every character into an inescapable prison of everlasting trauma, there's every reason that the kids should get to live in comparison. and if anything an early death for bruce should only emphasize on that further, bc they won’t make the same mistakes he did

#i will say outside the scope of the kids i do like the idea of talia dying. like with the romeo and juliet symbolism #but other than that i don't think it's really necessary for anyone #outbox

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galkyrie · 2 years

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"Why won't you just-" Dick cut himself off, a harsh breath escaping his lungs. His eyes were rushing with heat, the kind that meant angry, desperate tears were threatening to form as he looked down at Tim. So small in his hospital bed, nestled among crisp white blankets that a nurse came and changed when Tim's coughing dotted them with red. The beeping of the machines hooked up to him, steadily and faithfully counting out his decline, filled the silence between them.

"Either way, you have to let me go." Tim looked up at him, dark circles under his eyes making him look as tired as he sounded. His voice– he hadn't sounded this bad since he'd recovered from Jason's first attack, in those weeks when he became inseparable with a dry erase board and a scowl when his hand couldn't move as fast as his brain wanted.

"If this kills me– you lose me." Which– Dick knew that. It's what he'd been fighting against with such fervor since the moment he'd seen that bloodied petal left in the wake of Tim's last disappearance.

"Then don't let it, Tim. I don't get it– get the surgery and save yourself. You've always done what it takes–"

"–Not like this." Tim interrupted, reaching out for a tissue and letting his gaze drop from Dick's face. He coughed, a rough and ragged sound, and spat into the tissue, carefully tucking the reddening cloth around whatever bloom lay beneath.

Dick fought down his frustration with a ruthlessness that'd make Slade scared at the sight of him still hiding. Dying, telling him to accept that in one breath, and hiding from him in the next.

"I don't know why you won't just tell me, Tim." He–

They were running out of time and he was forcing himself to trod down the same path he'd been walking on for weeks, trying to find who brought this curse down on him so they could fix it–

Tim raised his gaze again, eyes still so sharp even with the drip of morphine in his IV–

Palliative care, his mind whispered. Because Tim would rather leave them all then let go.

"I keep it- you all lose me." He restated, dropping his eyes down to the tissue in his slightly trembling grip, "I fix it– I lose you." It's barely more than a whisper, grating and raw in his throat as Tim admitted that–

Oh.

Either way, Tim had said. The wording had slipped by him in the moment of overwhelming grief and anger.

"I've given up a lot for you– all of you. Don't ask for that, too."

Dick sank to the seat beside his bed, practically collapsing into it under the weight of the confession.

"Tim," his own voice hardly sounded better than Tim's, a raw croak as the words forced themselves past the lump in his throat. "You–" either way, he was losing Tim. He could plan with the best of them– better, sometimes. But this?

"If you'd told me," if he'd stayed, "I would've–"

"You would’ve what, Dick? Tried to make yourself, to fix it for me? That–" he's cut off by a harsh cough, descending into a gagging, desperate attempt to get air.

Dick reached out– then stopped himself. The only thing managing to make him hold back was the fact that he would only make it worse.

"–wouldn't have saved Bruce." Tim eventually continued, body listing back against the pillows propping him upright. Dick, for every single part of him that owed that man–

He didn't give a single flying fuck about getting Bruce back, not if this was the price.

"Wouldn't have saved you," Tim murmured, curling up against the pillows and pressing the little button on his drip. "Gotham needs Batman but– you're too good to be it," Tim was fading, drifting into a soft haze where his words slurred and his eyes drooped, "you're the best of us."

His lips, shiny with vivid red blood, parted in a soft sigh as he drifted off, grip on his tissues going lax. Dick dipped forward, plucking some of the cotton tissues from the box and dipping them in Tim's long-melted cup of ice chips, dabbing the damp cloth against his lips.

His task– one he was fully committed to do until the red was wiped clean and the tissues pulled back white, blurred in front of him as he finally let the tears that had been threatening to spill over fall.

#dicktim #galkyrie writes #hanahaki au angst #idk it's been in my head

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lukezar · 11 months

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A Lightning/Flash of Light JASON TODD AFTER HIS DEATH (RESURRECTION)

Chapter 2: Bruce's point of view

[Continuation..]

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It's been too long, longer than I'd like, it's been a while since I found Jason's grave without his body. I remember every feeling of my being, every bit of anger I felt, from when I lost Jason, when the Joker captured him, tortured and killed my Robin back then, from when I found out that Todd's grave was ransacked that night, how now I have spent days or even weeks without finding any trace of my son's body.

I've had sleepless nights, which would be considered normal, but these days? These days it's been worse. How I make every mistake, every mistake, with this boy. Still, I won't stop, I can't stop, I won't let him down again, no matter what, I just want to bring him back home.

That's where my thoughts are interrupted by seeing the light on the computer screen blinking over and over again. I get up from my chair in this whole dark cave, and I remember, and I check after having removed all the possibilities, I find myself in the only possible place... The Lazarus pit. A small chance that this ends in something good, to find a clue after all this time. It is then that I set out to embark on a direct journey to the location that was most likely to find answers, I head there as fast as I can, wanting not to raise my hopes so that they simply crumble easily.

From one moment to the next, I find myself in a passageway, walking cautiously, until I stop when I see a large door that leads to a large jade patio, meeting the gaze of someone who doesn't surprise me; Ra's Al Ghul himself.

– “Wow, you surprise me. What is Batman doing here between my territories? –

I keep quiet as I watch him and frown. I have to be careful, and I stay alert to realize that in the next second that passes, a sword is thrown like that at my head, although I dodge it. With that light attack, an exchange of blows and short and long distance attacks began on both sides, and despite this, I don't know how long we were fighting, all my concentration was on the fight in order to continue advancing, however It wasn't until the moment that I heard a couple of doors open and it was in those moments that I directed a slight look at the cause of that slight sound, until I saw it. I couldn't believe what my eyes were seeing, I could see Jason in those same seconds, he was alive, he was standing and breathing. I didn't know the exact time, that later, I could feel it rushing towards me; my mind went blank.

The boy ran in the middle of the fight and clung to me with a formidable grip and it even seemed that he could vanish again at any moment, so I grabbed him in the same way, pulling him towards me if that was possible more than I currently was. I still couldn't believe it, Jason, my son was here and when I felt it I had no doubt that he was him, although he still wasn't sure how or why. What I did notice is that Ra's Al Ghul's attacks had ceased, apparently that happened as soon as Jason's figure was introduced to us; I wanted to ask several questions, but before I could get a single word out of me, Jason's grip loosened and I turned my full attention again and watched as the boy slowly faded away, slowly losing consciousness. When he completely let go of me I quickly made sure to catch him before he hit the cold tile floor. With more calm I proceed to have an exchange of words with the one who is also called the head of the demon.

Now I'm moving, I'm going straight back, with Jason by my side, keeping him as close to me as possible, with so many questions and questions in my head that could wait later because I just found out that the boy, the one I thought was dead, has come back alive

Okay, my administration is horrible. In the first song it turned out to be longer than what I wrote, and now in this one I wanted a better song than the one I present but it was the opposite (that song was shorter only to accompany the reading), so yes, maybe it's the text's fault, but with Batman there are more things that man could express internally and that would be long, so I tried not to cover too much in Batman's thoughts to also focus on the reunion with his second Robin , although I must admit that this time I had more inspiration than the other time at the time of writing, and if that continues, the chapters will become longer. I also think that in the last part I feel that he says it as a bit cold, although I'm not sure.

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Un Rayo/Destello de Luz - Cap 2: Punto de vista de Bruce

JASON TODD, DESPUÉS DE SU MUERTE (RESURRECCIÓN)(QUE PASARIA SI...)

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Ha pasado demasiado tiempo, más del que me gustaría, ha pasado un tiempo desde que halle la tumba de Jason sin su cuerpo. Recuerdo cada sentir de mi ser, cada pisca de enojo que sentí, desde que perdí a Jason, cuando el guasón lo capturó, torturo y mato a mi Robin de ese entonces, de cuando me entere que la tumba de Todd fue saqueada esa noche, de cómo ahora llevo días o incluso semanas sin encontrar ningún rastro del cadáver de mi hijo.

Llevo noches sin dormir, lo cual se consideraría normal, ¿pero en estos días?, en estos días ha sido peor. Como cometo cada fallo, cada error, con este chico. Aun así, no voy a detenerme, no puedo detenerme, no le volveré a fallar, no importa que, solo deseo traerlo de vuelta a casa.

Es ahí donde mis pensamientos son interrumpidos al ver la luz de la pantalla de la computadora parpadeando una y otra vez. Me levanto de mi silla en toda esta cueva oscura, y recuerdo, y compruebo después de haber quitado todas las posibilidades, me encuentro en el único lugar posible… El pozo de Lázaro de Ra’s Al Ghul. Una pequeña posibilidad de que esto termine en algo bueno, por encontrar una pista después de todo este tiempo. Es entonces que me dispongo a embarcarme en un viaje directo a la localización que era más probable encontrar respuestas, me dirijo hacia allá lo más rápido que se me permite, deseando no crearme grandes esperanzas para que simplemente se desmoronen fácilmente.

De un momento a otro, me encuentro en un pasadizo, caminando con cautela, hasta que me detengo al ver una puerta grande que lleva a un patio amplio de jade, y es donde me situó ahora, encontrándome con la mirada de quien no me sorprende; el propio Ra’s Al Ghul.

– “Vaya, me sorprendes. ¿Qué hace acá Batman entre mis territorios?” –

Me mantengo en silencio mientras lo observo y frunzo el ceño. Debo de ser cuidadoso, y me mantengo alerta para darme cuenta de que en el siguiente segundo que pasa, una espada es lanzada así mi cabeza, aunque la esquivo. Con ese ligero ataque, se dio inicio un intercambio de golpes y ataques de corta y larga distancia por ambas partes, y pese a ello, no sé cuánto tiempo estuvimos combatiendo, toda mi concentración estaba en la pelea para así poder seguir avanzando, sin embargo, no fue hasta el momento que oí un par de puertas abrirse y fue en esos instantes que dirigí una leve mirada del causante de aquel leve sonido, hasta que lo vi. No podía creer lo que estaban viendo mis ojos, pude ver a Jason en esos mismos segundos, él estaba vivo, estaba parado y respirando. No supe el tiempo exacto, que luego, pude sentirlo abalanzarse hacia mí; mi mente se quedo en blanco.

El chico corrió en media pelea y se aferró a mí con un agarre formidable e incluso pareciera que otra vez en cualquier momento se podría desvanecer, así que lo agarre de la misma manera atrayéndolo hacia mi si era eso posible más de lo que actualmente estaba. Seguía sin poder creerlo, Jason, mi hijo estaba aquí y cuando lo sentí no me queda duda que era el, aunque aun no estaba seguro de como o la razón. De lo que si me percate es que los ataques de Ra’s Al Ghul habían cesado, al parecer eso ocurrió ni bien se nos presento la figura de Jason; quería hacer varias preguntas, pero antes de que pudiera salir una sola palabra de mí, el agarre de Jason se aflojo y volví a dirigirme hacia la mi total atención y ver como poco a poco el chico se desvanecía, perdiendo la conciencia lentamente. Cuando se soltó completamente de mi rápidamente me asegure de atraparlo antes que tocara la losa del frío suelo. Ya con más calma procedo a tener un intercambio de palabras con aquel que lo hacen llamar también la cabeza del demonio.

Ahora me estoy moviendo, voy directo de regreso, con Jason a mi lado, manteniéndolo lo más cerca posible de mí, con tantas preguntas y cuestiones en mi cabeza que podrían esperar después porque me acabo de enterar que el chico, aquel que creí muerto, ha vuelto vivo.

Okey, mi administración es una basura. En la primera canción resultó más larga de lo que escribí, y ahora en esta es todo lo contrario, así que si, tal vez es culpa del texto, pero es que con Batman hay más cosas que el hombre podría expresar internamente y eso seri largo, por lo que intente no abarcar mucho en la parte de los pensamientos de Batman para enfocarme en el reencuentro con su segundo Robin, aunque debo de admitir que esta vez tuve más inspiración que la otra vez al momento de escribir, y si eso sigue así, los capítulos se harán más largos. También creo que en la última parte siento que lo dice como un poco frío, aunque no estoy segura.

Respecto a la historia, no estoy satisfecha ni insatisfecha así que lo considero aceptable, no soy del tipo de perosnas que se les da bien transmitir las frustaciones o los sentimientos del personaje, pero eso esta bien.

#batfam #batfam dc #batman #dc #youtube #fanfic #jason todd #ra's al ghul

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sinkingtime · 11 months

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Remaking the DCU Gaiden 2: Electric Boogaloo

Part 1, Part 2, Part 3. I do have more stories I want to add to this, but there's a particular scene transition that's been kicking my ass for a few months, now.

So instead here's a bunch of additional lore, of the "canon but probably wouldn't come up onscreen" variety.

Correction: Pink Lanterns

There are no such. They are supposed to be called "Violet Lanterns". Sorry, Violets.

Correction: Kryptonian and faux-kryptonian lasers

When Supergirl first got her ring, I had her laser it intensely with both eyes. Kinda imagined her crossing them so the lasers converge. But if they can do that, it wouldn't make sense for Wonder Woman and Superman to wrestle her and Zod, respectively; they could have easily looked to the side and killed their respective hostages.

So, in this franchise, their lasers always shoot straight ahead, relative to their skull, independently of whatever they do with their eyes.

Add a distant shot to that scene in Red, to show that one of the beams is crashing against the ring, and the other gets lost into space. Maybe two shots, to show the difference as she increases the output.

Batman's timeline

Canonically, Bruce is in his mid-fourties in Batman v. Superman, and had been operating as Batman for approximately twenty years. A little tight, but I can work with that.

From Martha Wayne's gravestone, we know they died 34 years before the movie began. Bruce would have been 10-12. He then spent about a decade and half training, studying, etc.

I'm also going to officially say it was a random crime. Thomas Wayne was generationally wealthy and a reasonably well-known doctor (heart surgeon, I think? by which I mean that's also canon now), but he wasn't involved in anything that would warrant a conspiracy against him. Still Bruce was convinced there was one, spent a long time digging, until finally he convinced himself there was nothing to be found.

In the comics, Robin (Dick Grayson) was introduced one year after Batman. So let's bring that in too. At approximately BvS-19, the Flying Graysons die after a failure of their equipment. Batman finds the sole survivor, let's say he's about 12, trying to infiltrate the lair of the gang that they both suspect did it.

The kid isn't nearly ready for that and is obviously going to get himself killed, so Batman aborts, extracts him, and brings him to the batcave to talk. He ends up semi-adopting him, whatever a "ward" is, which I assume is just adopted but no change in surname? Sure, why not. He also does take down the gang, afterwards.

Bruce Wayne lets the world think he's taking this kid in because he was there, the day his parents died. He wasn't, but it's very easy for him to fake the records. Dick also becomes a vigilante-in-training, eventually wearing a darker version of his family's uniform, both for tactical reasons and to at least try to hide his identity.

A little under ten years later, BvS-11 or so, Jason Todd steals the batmobile's tires. They catch him, but end up not beating him up, and becoming sort of friends. He's one year younger than Dick.

The year after, Dick leaves for Blüdhaven. Let's say they have a good university over there. Jason convinces Batman to let him take over the position, mostly on the grounds that it'd be suspicious if both dissapeared at the same time. Dick fakes an injury on patrol, to give them time to train him, and then leaves.

Jason lasts one month. The Joker immediately captures him and tortures him for info on what happened to "the real Robin". He says nothing, eventually dying. By crowbar, because of course.

(And yes, I know it was actually the explosion that killed him, but nobody ever cares so I won't be the one to start).

He and Harley bring the body to the top of the police station, uniform graffitied as we saw it, turn on the batsignal, then leave.

The day after, Batman breaks into Joker's hideout to beat him up. Harley's away on some errand. He didn't want to kill Joker, didn't really have a plan but sort of wanted to hear him beg for mercy. But he didn't, he just kept laughing, stopping only when he was dead. Batman left, horrified with himself.

Harley came back and found the body. The next day she takes some hostages, Batman arrives to save them, but she instead defeats him, captures him and takes him to the same warehouse. I had vaguely implied this, but she's definitely the best fighter of all three. That's what tips him off, that she could have bested him at any time, and probably only didn't to spare Joker's ego. He bets on that, gets her not to kill him, and she leaves him there.

The next day he's panicking about that, afraid she may change her mind after thinking about it. He's trying to plan what he'll do about it, but then he sees on the news that she turned herself in at Arkham and requested treatment.

Incidentally, my Arkham will be much better than regularly. Obviously the Joker/Harley thing has to happen in there, but other than that I like the idea that they have a very good track record, actually.

Anyways, over the next decade Batman becomes increasingly more brutal, as we saw. The only thing I have to add is why the inmates were killing those that had been branded by him. That was never satisfactorily explained. Apparently the extended edition adds it to Luthor's plan, but disregard that.

Instead it'll be a crime boss that's paying for those, as part of a campaign to further discredit Batman in the eyes of Gotham city. Succesful, for the record: after the Doomsday fight a few people believe he was a good person after all, but it's almost exclusively the same that believe he died that day. The general public opinion is that he was a monster, whether he started as one or not.

Anyways, the crime boss is Arthur Brown, alias the Cluemaster. Who I guess is more of a supervillain than a gangster, but pretty much all of Batman's rogues have gangs anyways. This is a "more realistic" Cluemaster, or something. The important thing is his daughter, Stephanie, who will be about 15 as of Rebirth. Batman's very much not admired so she'll never be Robin or Batgirl, but I do want Spoiler for later.

Finally, neither Bruce nor Harley knew that Joker had always known Batman's identity, until he broke into Wayne Manor while possesing her.

Languages

Linguistics in this franchise started mostly good. When Zod attacked Earth, we saw his message being transmitted in multiple languages, but it was also imperfect and could be argued to be a work-in-progress, as they hacked the internet for translations. Sure, good enough.

The amazons also make a point of the fact that they speak "over a hundred languages", or maybe "hundreds of languages", I don't remember the exact wording. But, even if the specific number is ridiculous, at least they're establishing the fact that they have put in the effort to study. So, also good.

And the New Gods that attack randomly speak english, but they're aliens advanced enough that we can grant they have universal translation. Also, I removed them entirely, so nevermind.

The one that troubles me are the Atlanteans, who also speak english without further comment, but then Mera specifically didn't speak italian, and so we have to admit it was all provincialism all along and actually everything is stupid. By the way, did anyone watch the italian dub of that? I'm curious what they did with that scene. Please tell me.

I'm going to go ahead and say scenes like the destruction of Krypton and the like are in their alien languages, translated for our benefit.

Jor-El's hologram absorbed the language from the internet, as Zod had. Slightly weaker, but it'll have to do.

For my part, I already gave Lobo a language-acquisition device; presumably most alien civilizations use something like that.

And I gave Supergirl, and other Legion-era people, english but with a weird gimmick, to hint at the changes in their society over the millenium.

Green Lanterns in the comics can speak all languages, so of course I'll extend that courtesy to all colours, and then just for fun limit it to the emotional connection, so if there were a species of people who don't have a particular emotion then those Lanterns cannot comunicate with them.

Tamaranians in the comics acquire the languages of people they kiss. I actually didn't remember that when I gave them their gimmick, but I guess I must have been subconsciously inspired by it because now I remember there was a flashback to that in the Teen Titans cartoon. Anyways, that's now canon, and it is ultimately the reason why they developed that custom.

This means Koriand'r didn't have a noticeable accent; or more specifically she speaks tamaranian, portuguese and english with perfect diction for high class imperial, São Paulo and Jump City, respectively. Also, Komand'r now speaks english with the Legion's dialect.

Tamaranian culture

Beyond the "kisses" thing, I gave them an aversion to rings, a predilection to gambling, and the expectation that the ruler is required to do the paperwork that keeps the empire running.

The last one is just an excuse to make the older sister less villainous. Their schemes are to avoid the throne, rather than claim it. I can probably cry "realism!", right? Actually being a despot presumably does involve at least a little work.

The rings I prefer not to elaborate on. They don't know what reasons there may be. That's just how they are, culturally.

The gambling could be tied to a form of honour, at the intersection of "my word is my bond" and "let's make this fair". They could also have a god or gods with domain over luck, or promises, or something like that. But mostly what I want to say is that, when their mother was pregnant for the first time, she and her husband made a bet over who'd get to name that one. The Queen won, "Komand'r" is her choice.

Finally, back to the kisses, it's important that they be non-sexual in nature. Not just "don't have to be", but rather "cannot be". Particularly given the languages thing, since that's logically going to be how children first learn to speak.

That's also why I insisted Koriand'r be unambiguously straight. She'd be ace, but she has a boyfriend, so no.

That's also why, in their aborted sex scene, she wasn't using her mouth, and wasn't going to. From her perspective, the incessant kissing they do on Earth is more like spending a few hours going "no, YOU hang up!". It used to make her laugh, but in a charming way.

That was also after an indeterminate amount of time on Earth, and intentionally trying to distance herself from her royal upbringing. Because kisses are also, partially, an expression of authority, bringing one to bed would be more of a BDSM thing.

So if he'd tried to kiss her at that time she'd have been offended, and run away. Then the next morning both would have realized what happened, go to mutually apologize and generally communicated like the responsible adults they are.

If instead he'd asked her for a kiss, which seems more in-character anyways, she'd have blushed profusely and stuttered. She would have accepted, but not before kicking any witnesses out herself. I guess that's another thing, but let's say it's royal-specific.

Tamaranian nobility and exhibitionism

The servants that watch nobles overnight are trained professionals, discreet and respectful, whose presence doesn't threaten their senses of modesty. Naturally there can be occasional abuses, but these two are both individually powerful and personal friends of the Queen, so of course they were assigned the most trustworthy. She probably knows him by name.

As for Supergirl, she doesn't know her that well, but she knows she's his friend and she knows and trusts him. Also the fact that they didn't say anything when they were assigned the same room, which signifies that they're close, presumably close enough that she wouldn't mind them maybe waking her up, and he wouldn't mind maybe taking that risk. You just don't share a room with someone you'd be bothered being there while you (or them) use the room.

They wouldn't have even thought of requesting separate rooms, of course.

That still leaves the possibility that they were maybe close enough that she should be jealous, but she never seriously considered it. She trusts Dick. And then she did walk in and find them sleeping a properly chaste distance away; in three dimensions, even. So, her final analysis: it would be fine.

It was not fine.

Lantern Culture/Psychology

Lanterns can detect when people nearby feel the emotion they're attuned to, which I alluded to with Supergirl and the tamaranian sisters, but I opted to leave that ambiguous because she didn't know how that worked.

They also have instincts vaguely in favour of their emotion. They feel people should express their dissatisfaction, or share their worries, or etc. Some let that reshape their entire personal philosophies, some fight it as an unwanted side-effect of their magic, but mostly it manifests as subtle effects on their behaviour.

This is also part of why they are not united as a nation.

That's why Supergirl spent the entirety of the tamaranian visit trying to bother Dick, but not Koriand'r because she doesn't know her that well (and because she was the Queen). And it's why she decided to bother Komand'r via kiss, after correctly deducing she was upset by her sister kissing her because it's a display of her higher status, even though their relative statuses were her choice.

That's also why Koriand'r suggested she take her vouyerism to her sister; she wouldn't necessarily think they'd fall in love and live happily ever after, but she at least thought they'd enjoy the night. That does mean she thinks her sister is gay, but I specifically want to not clarify whether she's correct, for reasons that will come up later. Assuming I ever get to write that part.

As for Dick, he understood that the entire trip was motivated by Supergirl trying to find her brother, so his instincts were fully satisfied there. And of course the happy couple are happy and a couple, so that's ok for both.

Koriand'r also assumes, correctly, that his Test was specifically about his love for her, and is immensely flattered by that; but she will never ask, because it would be presumptuous. And because she knows, better than most, that "love" need not always be romantic.

Lantern instincts also predispose them towards wearing their colours and symbol, but the magic doesn't automatically swap their palettes. If anyone wants to teach them spells to do so, they learn those easily, but both Nightwing and Koriand'r redid their uniforms manually.

Supergirl is satisfied by her logo, boots and cape being red, even if the suit is arguably mostly blue; though the fact that it's such a resistant material, presumably hard to modify, also factors in her (subconscious) decision.

Koriand'r's Timeline

(i kinda wanna make up a different possesive for tamaranians)

The only thing I have to add is that, in hers and Dick's first meeting, she accidentally kissed him goodbye, not hello. She then made a bunch of jumbled excuses, then ran away. The next day they talked calmly, agreed to go on an actual date but take things more slowly, and thus the best couple was born.

He thought maybe he looks like her ex, or something like that.

Meanwhile, in the Legion's timeline, she lived out the rest of her life in hiding. Her space surveillance systems succesfully kept any space visitors at bay; without future knowledge, humanity wouldn't develop anything that could detect them until long after her death.

She and Dick did eventually end up living together and so he learned the truth, but he kept her secret. They did sometimes argue, that with all the power she had she should go out and help the world, and conversely that he had none and shouldn't risk himself like that. But they dealt with that like mature adults, and didn't let it damage their relationship. Happily ever after!

Because the relationship was in no particular risk, he never became a Lantern, and Earth had no influence from the White War, which is why Supergirl knew nothing about that.

Reproductive biology

I mostly don't like half-human whatevers. I'll go ahead and say Dick and Koriand'r cannot reproduce, would need to adopt if they ever want kids. Same would have been true for Clark and Lois, if he hadn't died.

I would actually like to extend that to Earth's three (four?) peoples, but unfortunately we have a canon hybrid in Aquaman, and arguably also Wonder Woman. So, sure, those peoples can interbreed, but I'll go ahead and say both of them are sterile, as hybrids often are.

Also, amazons. Sometimes they are human women who became immortal, and so there's a fixed number of them. Or sometimes they're just humans, who go out to have sex for purely procreational purposes, possibly in secret. I choose neither.

Instead they will be a sort of hermaphroditic species. I'm not sure if that's the right word: sex between two of them may result in either or both becoming pregnant, but one alone cannot do it. Also per the "hybrids" clause, they can induce pregnancy on human or atlantean women, or become pregnant from human or atlantean men.

That kinda makes me want to add children to Themiscyra in Wonder Woman. But instead let's just say they didn't let Steve walk over to the nursery.

Also I guess there are three more peoples. Aquaman brought us merfolk, which is good because I want one for later, as well as crab people and some mindless monsters that apparently used to be people. So let's say the first two, but maybe not the third, can interbreed with atlanteans but not humans nor amazons, again giving non-fertile hybrids.

That kinda puts atlanteans at the "center" of intelligent life on Earth. Which feels ok, life started in the sea, etc.

And then gods are magical shapeshifters, so maybe they can reproduce with anything. They're all gone anyways, so it's probably fine.

Finally, kinda, humans in the Legion's future are all sterile, and don't have libidos as we understand them. They reproduce by cloning, with technology perfected across the centuries which ultimately traces back to reverse-engineering the ancient kryptonian colony ship.

That's convenient for their Superman-worship, since objectively speaking he died without having achieved all that much.

That also means Supergirl's brother isn't biologically related to her; the word simply shifted in meaning over time. That will be convenient when it comes time to cast him.

Supergirl's predilections

Coming from, effectively, an asexual species/society, she also was like that. After her augmentation, she becomes effectively bisexual, by way of Sense Freak. She loves her augmented senses, and exploring and experiencing.

On the non-sexy part of that trope, but also probably serving as a metaphor for the same, she enjoys experiencing different food, varied music, etc. I picture the League having a series of social media accounts, probably monitored by Chloe and/or Leslie, which she'd use to request recommendations.

(Power Girl will eventually be extra-ace, for the same reason: her super senses make it disgusting to her)

Siobhan Smythe's timeline

I have decided she will not have or get any powers. She's just her normal friend. If there were a parallel show about heroes' mundane lives, she'd feature heavily; mostly because I enjoy the idea that Supergirl refused to hide, and haven't given that level of thought to anyone else's civillian life.

Anyways, Siobhan used to get dragged all around the world by Supergirl, to restaurants, concerts, museums, etc.

A little after she disappeared, Siobhan lost her appartment, so started secretly living in hers.

When she came back she found her, but decided that was fine, and started referring to her as her roommate.

Diana's timeline

I know usually it's canon that she's a doll Hippolyta made and the gods animated, but we're not doing that. She's Hippolyta and Zeus' daughter. I don't remember if the doll bit was referenced in the movie, but if it was, let's say it was just a cover story, to avoid Hera's wrath. They didn't know the gods were leaving/mostly gone.

Diana's genuinely immortal, but amazons are not, though they'll necessarily be long lived: Wonder Woman was canonically set in 1918, I didn't make that up; her mother obviously was older than that and I had her die about a week before Rebirth.

For more specifics, I'm going to arbitrarily say Diana was approximately 50 when she met Steve. Hippolyta is obviously older but not too much, as there isn't an older sister. Let's say she was about 30 when she met Zeus. So, between 180 and 190 when she died, but that was accidental. Let's also arbitrarily say she was halfway through her life, so amazons can expect to live about four centuries, if all goes well.

Speaking of things going well, or the lack thereof: in the Legion's future, Diana died in the explosion that visibly sundered Earth and left the moon outpost as the last remainder of humanity, some 6 or 7 centuries into the future.

The amazon she romances after going back to Themiscyra isn't the one that's Donna's father (for lack of a better word). Not because anyone would particularly object, but because I said she'd die and don't want to kill off both of her parents.

The gods' timeline

They are (were) shapeshifters, immortal and highly magically adept. Per Ares' fate, we know they are all gods "of" something; they are their own magic source, which is also entwined with their life and health. I'm going to say it was a single race of gods that inspired most or all pantheons through history.

Presumably all the gods were still around at the origin of greek myth, which obviously is hard to trace for certain but a cursory search tells me between 3 and 5 thousand years ago. At that point Ares starts the "evil god of war" plot, so they were all already starting to lose faith in humanity.

Zeus at least is still around by approximately 1868, to meet Hyppolita, and then is unambiguously gone by 1914, when Ares has launched his final plan. Clearly he was second-to-last to leave. Presumably trying to get him to come along.

Other planets don't have gods, in the sense that this race of powerful shapeshifters is Earth-specific, but obviously they do in that most of them have or had mythologies and religions. Some, but not all, may also have had their pantheons inspired by ancient magical peoples, who may or may not still be around.

#and that's all i have #now it's time to remove all this from my OTHER long draft #which hopefully helps clear the writer's block #dc #dc comics #detective comics comics #my writing #worldbuilding is its own reward

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Batboy Headcanons because I made this for me but you all can enjoy this too if want. (May contain mild NSFW)

Dick:

Has a weird relationship with unwanted gaze and the attention he receives because of his physique. He genuinely likes the attention but he draws the line when people start getting touchy. Just because he's shirtless working out doesn't mean he gave you consent to touch him.

Has good dieting skills but he's in his mid-late 20's and his metabolism has 0 signs of slowing down. He once ate a whole xl bag of M&M's in front of Steph and Babs and both said they wanted to murder him because he won't gain a pound.

Dick has ADHD and I'm sorry if you don't think otherwise. He has hyperactive type ADHD and while he's gotten better at controlling his symptoms he still stims stretching and flexing his arms and shaking his arms.

While not so much in Gotham, Dick is very politically active and volunteers at voter registration and working with organizations with the mission of police demilitarization in Blüdhaven.

Dick is a very sexually driven individual. However, I don't think it's entirely healthy. His ADHD also comes into play with this but Dick just needs to have a release at least twice a day or he'll feel physically sick.

I don't know if you all have seen male gymnasts. But Dick, like the rest of them, has FREAKSISHLY large biceps. Everyone talks about Dick has the best ass in the bat family and while Jason may be larger and stronger, Dick has the best physique.

Dick's apartment is littered with sticky notes in places such as the fridge/in front of his computer. If it's not written down and in a place where he can't ignore it, it's not going to get done.

I'm sorry I know everyone says his birthday is in March but I have to go to the older Nightwing comics and say his Birthday is December 1st. I want you to look me in the eyes and tell me this man doesn't give off Sagittarius energy. You can't. I respect you but you can't look at that and tell me that man isn't a Sagittarius or has super heavy Sag in his birth chart.

Dick's at home doing nothing but chilling? You best believe he's gonna be shirts off, tits out, and rocking some blue flannel PJ's.

Dick is currently the only member of the family asides from Barbara who is regularly attending therapy. And he actively encourages each of his brothers and sisters to go every time.

After his Agent 37 days. He sits down with Jason and talks about having to use a gun and how hard it was. And how having to kill people has affected him. When he had to kill the KGBeast (Agent 37 days he snapped his neck) I headcanon Dick just trauma v*mit*d. Jason hugged him and just consoled him.

It's canon that Dick has anger issues but to me, it's not explored or talked about enough and not a lot of people like to talk about it. Dick is very much the 'if I ignore it it'll go away' type when it comes to his anger and he can brush most insults or harassment off fine enough. But when he breaks, he makes Jason look like a saint. I'm talking slamming you into a wall and screaming in your face angry. He'll be profusely apologetic afterward but still.

Despite popular belief, I don't think he's that bad of a cook. He's just not very experimentative. He can follow a recipe and does look at some guides. But to me, Dick Grayson just is that guy who is like Chicken veggies and rice are a meal that I can cook 4-6 times a week.

Dick has a slight fear of dentists. He doesn't have bad teeth and has good dental health. He just doesn't like the idea of a drill going in his mouth and the few times Bruce has to take him to a dentist he had a panic attack every time.

Everyone lives for the fics where Jason beats the shit out of Tim and everyone is just like lol well Bruce and Dick just forgives him. No. When Dick found out it was Jason who beat Tim to the ground, Dick was literally seething and told Jason "Pick on someone your own size or else I'll make you wish you back in that f'ing coffin."

Dick's favorite foods (some based in Canon*): Milk Chocolate*, Cereal*, Asparagus, Bananas, Banana flavored candy, Hawaiian Pizza* (suffer its canon) Rum, thanksgiving Turkey.

Jason:

He may be the self-diagnosed black sheep (rightfully so) of the family, but Jason does genuinely love spending time with his siblings. Whether it be sharing memes with them on social media or just randomly showing up where they are and abducting them to go get ice cream/coffee/snacks.

He'd probably attempt to harm you if you told him this to his face. But he is the closest acting to Bruce out of all of the family. In terms of mannerisms and inherent warmth and kindness behind a dark façade.

Has two moods: either exceptionally, almost neat-freak levels of clean, or his life is completely falling apart and Jason can't tell you for sure what color his floors are because there's so much stuff scattered about.

Despite their initial hatred of each other, Jason truly feels closest to Tim and Tim is the only person asides from maybe Barbra who he can just talk to without feeling any judgment.

Jason only smokes when he's extremely nervous about an operation or a hit. For those who don't know criminal justice cigarettes are the fastest way to get genetic material on someone. That being said he does still like to smoke occasionally.

Me, plus a lot of people give him this sort of 'Lazarus Rage' as I like to call it. When he's in the heat of a mission or if he's getting upset/angry his vision will get blurred with green, and it feeds on his anger and just gets perpetually harder to contain until he releases it. Jason has gotten much better at controlling it. But as he will tell Tim or Babs, he's "seeing green" which means they need to be careful because Jason could kill.

Everyone says Dick is the mother hen. I see you, I accept you, but let me raise you. Jason came to realize that he died because of his rash decision to go after The Joker alone. If Jason finds any of his siblings out acting alone, or even at the very least without Oracle. Jason WILL forcefully interject himself and ask them what the fuck they think their doing.

I've said it before and I'll say it again. Trying to get close to Jason is hard. He will degrade you can attempt to try to get you to hate him before he lets you in (that cheeky Tsun of him)

He genuinely cares for and supports all of his siblings but has been rough on them needlessly. But if Bruce is being the distant or absent parent he is, you better believe if any of the siblings drops him a text or a call, Jason will be there in a heartbeat.

He's the most physically powerful of the whole Bat Family. You don't understand because of his time in the League, his time with the All-Caste, and having abused Venom for a time, he can snap an arm bone like it's a carrot with little effort.

Everyone in the family likes dogs and goes out of their way to gush over a dog, but Jason takes it to a whole new level. And even when he's masked up dogs just gravitate to Jason.

Can and has grown a beard in a matter of a few days. He usually likes to be clean shaven but some days he likes to wear a beard just to throw everyone off.

One time him, Steph, Tim, and Duke all went to a restaurant (Red Robin lol) and the waitress got his order wrong and his burger had raw tomatoes on it, Jason took the tomatoes off and ate it while looking absolutely miserable. Tim: Jay why did you eat that you didn't have to you know you could have asked the server to fix your burger. Jason, almost in tears: "She works really hard and she tried and I'm a scary dude I don't want to make her upset.." Duke: "... Jason you literally shot at a cop for looking at you funny the other day. But you're afraid of upsetting a waitress?!? I mean ACAB but dude.. "

Jason's happiest big brother moment™ was taking Tim and Damian to the shooting range and watching them both get their first bullseye.

You can't tell me Jason Todd was into the Emo/Screamo/Warped-Tour Scene. His favorite bands/Albums in no particular order, That's the Spirit (Literally the whole album is Jason Themed and I'm gonna die on this hill) & Sempiternal by Bring me the Horizon, Digital Renegade & Everyone's Safe in the Treehouse by I See Stars, The Resistance: Rise of the Runaways by Crown the Empire,

Jason Todd's favorite foods: (Also some based in Canon*) Burgers, Chili Dogs*, Lager-style beers, Freshly baked bread*, Neopolitan ice cream, grilled corn, and Chinese Chicken noodle soup with Duck.

Tim:

This boy *slaps car roof* gives off so much asexual energy. I know New 52 exists but I just feel like Tim is the person who really, REALLY has to trust you and like you before he's sexually active with you.

HYPERFIXATES. You also can't tell me Tim isn't on the spectrum/or has ADHD.

Is the only member of the family who regularly checks up on Jason and talks to him every day via text message. The two are memelords together and love to play pranks on the other members.

While Dick may give the most frequent hugs and Jason gives the tightest, most secure hugs, Tim's hugs are always the warmest and make you just feel good.

Tim's birthday is July 19th. Meaning he's a Cancer. Let that sink in.. no, really let that information just soak. (Note I have nothing against Cancer women, cancer men however....)

All of the bat boys really struggle with talking about their feelings. Dick will manipulate you into changing the subject via twisting it to be about you, Jason will just cut you off or will ignore you, Damian will deflect everything and harass you until you stop, Tim however, Tim is very emotional and while he's very calculated about who he's emotional with, he's not afraid to break down and cry if he trusts you.

Everyone who says he's the level headed Robin haha how's it feel to be WRONG. Tim is at best the least functional college student and at worst a lemming. 'No Tim, coffee isn't a meal I'm going to make you some food or I'm going to stick you in a room with Damian for an hour.' Richard (Dick) John Grayson.

People overblow how addicted to caffeine Tim is. But it's true. Just overblown. You can talk to him before he's had his caffeine just don't expect him to be anything but curt and blunt.

Everyone says Jason would be the worst at texting but it's Tim. He's the master of leaving you on read. While Jason may do it on purpose, Tim is just really bad at texting people and while he always will read your messages he forgets to respond unless it's really funny or really pressing.

Everyone sees Tim as this bean pole super skinny boy Robin. Tim may not be stacked like Dick or a freaking tank like Jason, but Tim is NOT super skinny. He's just as muscular and likes to work out as anyone, but he just is super lean, so he looks a lot bigger and his muscles are more defined because of how thin his skin is. He has those almost disgusting spider veins on his arm. Kind of gross to look at, but he's the dream of any nurse. This means Tim is also the king of accidentally sending/posting thirst traps.

He really is the glue of the Bat Family. Everyone kidnaps Tim for 'Tim Time'.

Dick likes to spar with and in general just hang out with Tim. Tim tried to teach Dick how to skateboard and you'd think the boy who mastered the trapeze would know how to skateboard but you'd be wrong.

Babs and Tim always hang out and talk about computer stuff and Babs knows she can vent to Tim about anything and he won't say a word.

Tim and Steph were a thing for a while and even though they're just friends now, they still are very close and the two have a very deep bond, liking to shop with each other and watch movies,

Cass just loves to be around Tim because of how calming he is but also she knows she can spar with him AND Cass can also skateboard with Tim too.

Even though him and Damian are always fighting, the two still end up being together and have this unspoken bond. They work great together on a team but other than that they still hate each other.

And while everyone still is hesitant around Jason, and despite the fact that Jason literally beat Tim to within an inch of his life, AND would still trigger Tim and taunt him about it. The two have this odd closeness that rivals even him and Steph. Tim will always be the first to bat for Jason. Jason was Tim's Robin. And despite the fact Jason literally beat it into Tim's head to "never meet your heroes." Tim will always be there for Jason should he ask. The two are just close. And it's hard to describe. Bruce has caught Tim and Jason just platonically sleeping next to each other or just doing their own things shoulder to shoulder silently, just enjoying each other's company.

Tim and Duke also have a really positive relationship with one another and the two can stay up all night just talking about anything. Their minds just mesh well together. The two also love to team up and prank the other members of the Batman Family.

Tim's favorite ASMR/Stim? Watching those Tik Toks of people cleaning computers or cleaning phones. The sound of an air duster is like music to his ears and if any of the Bats need their technology cleaned it secretly makes Tim so happy to help them.

Wear his hair up or wear his hair down? It depends! While Tim likes his long hair he also has gotten plenty of compliments for his short hair and likes to style it to suit any occasion.

My one pet-peeve with Tim is that he probably is that person who lets his privilege show from time to time. While he was essentially raised to just sit down, shut up, and be a perfect trophy son to the Drake's. The Drake's were in the same tax bracket as Bruce and Tim definitely was a rich kid. He never means to come across as spoiled, but sometimes Jason will give him harsh looks if Tim just throws away food he doesn't like or says things like Chipotle is 'poor people food'

Tim Drake's favorite foods (you know by now*) Donuts*, Shallot and Artichoke Pizza with Canadian Bacon* (odd choice but it could work) Artichokes in general are his favorite vegetable, Strawberries, and Beef Pho.

Damian:

I headcanon that he has the worst teeth of all of the Bat Boys and he actually has to use lingual braces. (Hence why you can't see his braces)

Canonically is a very good artist and while him and Tim don't get along, Tim introduced Damian to digital art and gave him a photoshop pack and a nice tablet for his birthday one year and Damian loved it so much.

Damian is a capricorn and I will die on this hill. A January capricorn too.

Now you want a good chef? You've got Damian. Having converted to veganism Damian has had to get creative whenever he goes out to eat so he tends to like to eat more home cooked foods. Damian loves all matters of mushrooms, eggplant, and bell peppers.

Damian really struggles the most with his wanting to just be a normal kid. Despite the fact he will dismiss you for it, anytime he gets to spend at Gotham Academy with Jon and the rest of the kids he's naturally the happiest.

Damian LOVES to give gifts. He loves the look on people's faces when they are shocked when they actually get something from Damian.

Despite the fact that he's been traumatized from both his times with Ra's and Talia as well as with Bruce. He just wants Bruce and Talia to be together because he loves them both equally.

While he's the least flexible and least gymnastic of the Robins do let your guard down around him. He is the fastest runner and the guy is rivaled only by Jason in terms of lethality.

So someone (Jason Todd & Duke Thomas) introduced Damian to trap music and ever since anytime his phone gets stolen people will be shocked to find he's listening to some combination of Lil' Yachty, X, Kendrick Lamar, Wiz, and Kodak.

If any random person tries to hug Damian he'll immediately push them away, he'll bitch and moan about just about anyone hugging him other than Bruce & Dick.

Damian loves to go to the beach/the ocean. He just thinks it's so vast and he loves the brineness of the air. Also being half white, quarter middle-eastern and quarter Chinese (Yes everyone forgets Talia is half Chinese) Damian gets DARK. And although he's just okay as a swimmer he still likes bogeyboarding and eventually wants to learn how to surf.

I'm genuinely afraid once Puberty is done with this kid and everyone in the family is. He has Bruce Wayne AND Talia Al-Ghouls genes and those are two SEXY human beings. Damian's gonna grow a beard one day and people aren't going to know how to act.

Damian secretly plays Fortnight and not even Jon knows. He doesn't want to get shamed. He'd rather lose a match and ruin his streaks than deal with the shame of anyone in that family finding out he plays Fortnight.

Damian Wayne's favorite foods (canon*) Cereal*, Avocados, Grilled Tempeh, his mom's Tabbouleh, Mushroom Tacos, and Vegan Sushi rolls, and grape juice.

Duke Thomas

Duke is like, freakishly good with a piano, and he picked it up naturally!

Also everyone says Tim brews the best pot of coffee in the Bat Family, cue to everyone's surprise when Tim was sick one day and couldn't make a pot. Only to find the coffee was freaking amazing. Duke didn't take any credit at first until Alfred let it slip that Duke was the one who brewed the pot.

Duke being the only Meta of the family originally thought he was the double-token because he was a Meta and a black boy. Needless to say his fears were seriously unfounded the moment he got to know everyone.

Although he somewhat fears Jason and his temper initially, he and Jason have one of the closest relationships in the family. If Tim isn't around to bat for Jason, Duke will happily take his spot. The two work on each other's bikes and grew to share the same taste in music.

Duke uses his Photokenetic powers as a force for good and for shenanigans. Jason wants to play a prank on Dick and Damian while Dick is reading Damian a story? Duke will hide Jason in the shadows and will cover up his shadow. Alfred dropped something in the dark? You better believe Duke will find it in 3 seconds or less.

Duke makes it a point to visit his parents every weekend to talk to them. Although they are making some progress in their recoveries, it's still slow going. Eventually, he starts bringing members of the family to see his parents. It started with Cass, then Jason, and the rest followed suit.

Duke loves playing video games with Damian and even helps Damian beat some tougher levels when Damian is about to rage and destroy the console.

Duke is into Magic the Gathering and you cannot tell me otherwise. Duke also is the DM for the Bat Kids annual D&D games. I can and will make a D&D Batfam Headcanons if asked.

Loves Pho just as much as Cass and Tim and they all call it a date night every now and then where they can go to a hole in the wall pho place. It's really a secret between the three of them.

DUKE THOMAS IS THE BEST SWIMMER OF THE BAT BOYS AND I WILL DIE ON THIS HILL. HE JUST THRIVES IN THE WATER.

Finding out his birth father is a supervillain was really tough for him. He went into a shell for a little bit afterwards. Cass and Steph were there to help talk him out of his funk.

Duke Thomas's favorite foods (lol what canon DC hasn't acknowleged our boy in a while..) Chicken Pho, Thai Iced Tea, Papaya, Crab Cakes, Italian Hoagies, his mom's Lemon Poundcake, mint chocolate chip ice cream.

I hope y'all enjoyed! Up next (eventually) will be the Bat Girls!

#Dick Grayson #Batfam #Batboys #Jason Todd #Tim Drake #Damian Wayne #Duke Thomas #Bruce Wayne #Barbara Gordon #Cassandra Cain #Stephanie Brown #Headcanons #Slight OOC but hey If DC can't stay in character neither should I

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jinmukangwrites · 3 years

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Whumptober 2021 - October 14th - Beaten

Fandoms: Batman - All Media Types

AO3

Warnings: Dami whump and Jason angst. hostage situations.

Gift fic for @trashcollectshere

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This couldn’t have gone more wrong. Jason should have known better than to assume a mission would go by with flying colors for once in his life. It was supposed to be a simple intel mission, sneak in and sneak out with whatever useful information he could get his grubby hands on.

He just didn’t expect Damian to want to tag along, that’s all. And really, Jason’s constant teasing of the small-fry is more just… weird brotherly bonding. In reality, Jason knows Damian is very smart and very capable--and the more months that go by, the easier it is for Jason to work one-on-one with the squirt. Jason hates to admit it now, but truly he does see Damian as his little brother, so why would he turn the kid down from a simple intel mission partner-up? Kid was frustrated with his dad for whatever reason Jason’s sure Bruce deserves, and it’s not like Dick or Tim are in town to take him out to let him work out his pent up frustrations.

Sure, Cass and Duke are in town, but… well… it kinda felt good that Damian went to him first to ask to partner together for a patrol. No matter what people say, Jason’s sure he’s never been the top choice for something like this. Kid wants to spend time with him first compared to any of his available options and it strokes his fragile-ego, okay?

How could he say no to that?

He should have said no. Because the mission went wrong because of gosh-diddly-darn course it did. And it wasn’t even Damian’s fault they got caught. It was all on Jason. He thought the warehouse he was checking out would be more empty than it was, and when he and Damian barged in they were met with dozens of goons with more guns than what Jason could confidently protect himself and Damian from. He was forced to raise his hands in surrender, as did Damian who looked livid as hell, while goons began to disarm them and then zip-tie their hands in front of them so they could be seen.

That’s another thing that Jason didn’t expect to happen tonight. These goons are smart, and smart goons are about as dangerous on their own as they are with whatever boss they’re working with. In this case, it’s Penguin. Which makes this whole thing one million times worse.

At least he knows they won't die here. Penguin doesn’t like it when his associates do big things like kill a bat without his permission, and if he did give permission he’d like to watch the execution himself. Which he can't do because Penguin is in Europe for whatever reason… which is also why Jason chose to gather intel here tonight in the first place.

“What do we do with them?” Asks a goon, and the one besides him shrugs.

Another, one who carries more authority in his stance compared to the others, steps up to Jason and regards them with a glare over his neck gaiter. Damian meets the glare. “We can’t kill them… but we also can’t bring them with us,” the leader says, confirming Jason’s suspicions that as long as Penguin isn’t in Gotham, his goons won’t use lethal force. The leader turns towards his associates and puts his hands on his hips. “Tell me, what’s something the sidekicks of a bat care more about than a mission?”

Silence, and the leader grins under that mask. Jason can tell by the rise of his cheekbones.

“Each other.”

Before Jason can try and guess what they mean by that, the leader spins around and grabs Damian by the bicep and jerks him away from Jason; sending him stumbling into the arms of a big and dimwitted looking man with arms rivaling tree-trunks.

“Hey!” Jason shouts, making to stand up from where he’s been forced to kneel, but the leader turns towards him and grins.

“You choose, Hood. Either we shoot the kid in the legs, or we beat the hell out of him with a pair of fists.”

Jason feels his blood go cold.

“Wh-”

“Choose quickly, Hood, or I’ll choose for you.”

The leader starts counting down from ten, and Jason suddenly cannot think. He tries to. Does his damnedest to. But he can’t come up with anything. His wrists are restrained in front of him so he can’t try to escape without twenty or so armed goons noticing him do so. The big goon also has Damian in his grasp, two giant hands wrapping around both of Damian’s arms. Damian has a twisted look to his face like he’s already preparing himself to take bullets to the legs.

“Three…” The leader says, looking entirely too smug. His hand is too close to the gun on his belt. “Two-”

“Fine,” Jason snaps, causing the leader to pause with a smirk. Jason wishes his helmet was off just so this bastard can see just how hard Jason’s glaring at him. “I’ll choose, under one condition.”

Thankfully, the leader looks more intrigued at the question and anything. He raises an eyebrow, inviting Jason to continue. Bitch-ass. Jason hates him already.

“Obviously I don’t want the kid to be shot,” Jason starts slowly, taking note of the way Damian’s shoulders relax just a bit in the restraining hold the big guy has on him. “But if I choose the second option, I get to choose who does the job.”

Some of the group of goons shift angrily, like they all want a go at a literal fourteen year old, but the main reason Jason needs this is that Jason can’t trust any one of these assholes to not accidentally kill Damian. Especially the big guy who’s holding Damian standing in place.

The leader must notice the metal in Jason’s voice, as he turns towards the big goon and throws his head back in a handful of short, amused chortles.

“Okay!” He says, looking entirely too pleased with himself. “But choose quickly, because I don’t have all day.”

“Don’t worry, I already have someone in mind.”

The leader tilts his head curiously, and Jason silently prays to whatever gods that don’t hate him that this will work out.

“Me.”

The whole warehouse seems to go quiet enough for a pin to drop. For a second, Jason thinks his grand loop-hole will be denied, but the leaders cheekbones rise and a few of the other goons chuckle softly like Harley’s hyenas.

Clearly, the idea of a bat beating up one of their own is more amusing to these assholes than doing the job themselves.

“Okay, Hood,” the leader says, bending down and taking a switch-knife to Jason’s zip-tied hands. “But if you pull your punches too much, I'll shoot your legs and pull you out for our big guy to finish the job.”

Jason slowly stands up and rubs his wrists. “Save it.”

Jason will do anything to make sure his baby brother isn’t permanently harmed by heartless bastards working for a Gotham Rogue. He’s beat up his siblings before… he can do this. He just needs to turn off his feelings a little bit… pretend that Damian is still the spoiled, full-of-himself demon-brat that he was when he first came into the family's lives.

They don’t untie Damian’s hands to give him a chance to defend himself. They just push him forward and soon enough Jason finds himself standing in the center of a circular barrier made by armed men. Damian stands before him, wrists tied in front of him, but his face relaxed. Prepared. Jason can’t see what he’s thinking. The only thing he can be sure of is that Damian prefers a good-ol’ beat-down compared to shot legs. He just has no idea what the kid thinks about Jason doing the unfortunate job himself.

He can’t worry about it too much now. He can’t back out of this.

Jason takes a deep breath and steals his nerves. He knows exactly how to take down an opponent without giving them permanent damage. He knows how to prolong those take downs as well, which judging by the way these goons hover like vultures, they want this prolonged. They don’t want to see Jason purely knock Damian out and call it a day. They want it brutal, and they want it to last. They want bruises, some cuts, the victim eventually curling up on the ground doing everything just to cover their head.

As sick as it’s beginning to make Jason feel… he can do that.

“Sorry, kid,” he says quietly, and Damian’s lips purse.

“Get it over with, Hood.”

If that’s any kind of permission or acceptance at the shitty situation… then Jason will accept it.

The first blow Jason deals is the one that hurts the most. It’s a simple slug against Damian’s jaw, causing the bound boy to stumble—his head snapping to the side. Jason turns on autopilot then, forcing himself to not think about the progress he’s made with the kid… about how pissed everyone will be at him again after this. If he doesn’t force himself to not think, then he’d worry himself sick over what-ifs… going over every little impossible thing he could have done instead to get himself and Damian out of this with as little damage as possible.

Dick and Bruce are going to kill him after this.

He digs his knee into Damian’s stomach after a few calculated and well placed punches, causing Damian to gasp as the force of the blow lifts his boots off the ground for a solid few moments. The goons cheer, and Jason allows himself to wish that he was doing this to one of them instead.

He steps back after winding Damian. His jaw is red and he’s leaning forward slightly; he’s gasping. Then, he spits on the ground and glares at Jason.

“That all you got, Hood? I would almost prefer they switch you out with someone who actually can throw a punch.”

Jason’s sure there’s fire in his eyes under his mask.

He takes that as his final sign to let go. He doesn’t give Damian any more time to recover. He just goes. He can feel bad later. He can hate himself later. For now?

He has to do what must be done.

He’s good at that.

He can’t even keep track of what he’s doing now, all he’s aware of is his knuckles hitting another body, green tinting the edges of his vision. He knows he’s not being lethal… he knows he’s not going to permanently injure the kid, and that’s all that matters to him.

Eventually, he finds that it’s no longer his knuckles hitting Damian, but it’s now his boots. He kicks hard enough to send Damian rolling a few feet, causing the circle of vultures to scramble back with jaunting jeers. Damian doesn’t get back up, just curls up and covers his neck and head the best he can with his restrained hands.

A few more kicks are placed in Damian’s exposed stomach and Jason’s about to straddle the kid and start punching again, but a hand falls on his shoulder… bringing his world to a halt.

“Didn’t think you had it in you, Hood,” the leader says, not sounding honest at all. He sounds like he just watched a good show that ended exactly how he expected it. Red Hood has already been known to get into physical fights with the bats here and there. Jason would be a fool to expect anyone to think he’s changed for the better since then. “But if you go more, you might just kill him. Not that I mind, as long as it’s not connected to us.”

“Go,” Jason growls, staring down at the still curled up Damian with his stomach churning. “Or I’ll kill you.”

The leader laughs. Pats his shoulder, then calls to his lackeys to get going. Only a few of them make disappointed sounds. Most sound satisfied. Pleased.

He kneels down next to Damian, afraid to touch him again. He ignores the sounds of tires screeching away, taking the goons and all the evidence they’ve been here with them. Leaving Jason alone.

“Kid?” Jason asks when Damian doesn’t move. Why does his chest hurt so much? He’s breathing. Jason’s positive he hasn’t drawn any blood or hit anywhere he shouldn’t have. “Robin? I need to get you home. You hear me?”

Damian finally responds, slowly bringing his hands away from his face and uncurling. He turns onto his back and lets out a massive groan. “Couldn’t have made that quicker?” Damian smiles tiredly, and Jason’s heart aches.

“I’m sorry,” he says, reaching forward quickly to take Damian’s restraints off.

Damian shakes his head, hissing as it pulls at his bruising skin. The skin Jason bruised. “You did what you had to… to gain the best outcome. I don’t blame you. It could have been worse.”

Jason hates how mature the brat is. He looks right at Jason, and there’s no hatred on his face like Jason almost expects.

There’s irritated skin all over the kid, red and already beginning to bruise. One of his newly freed hands goes down to his ribs, pressing near the bottom left of the cage. Jason desperately hopes he didn’t break anything.

“Jason,” Damian says when Jason stays quiet for too long. His voice is tired and tight. “We need to go home.”

Jason snaps out the incoming self-loathing and shakes his head, hoping to clear his head long enough to just get him home.

“Yeah,” he says smartly.

He sits there stupidly though, unsure of what to do next. After a second too long passes, Damian makes that tch sound he always makes and pushes himself up, using his elbows and hissing against the pain the entire way. “You going to help me or just watch?” He asks through grinding teeth. That spurs Jason into motion, carefully lifting Damian bridal-style into his arms. The kid feels so much smaller than he remembers. He almost wants to throw up.

Damian relaxes against his chest with a too trusting sigh as Jason carries him out of the warehouse and towards Jason’s bike.

“My suit footage was corrupted,” Damian says, suddenly. “I must have turned it off accidentally…”

Jason swallows, the information on the “accident” like a large cow-pill to take down. “Kid…”

“I guess B is gonna have to take our words when we tell him the villains beat me up.”

Jason thins his lips under his helmet and places down on the back of his bike.

He wants to demand why Damian isn’t angry with him. Usually the kid is a spit-fire of raw emotions, never caring to hide his disappointment or anger. Why is he doing this now? Why is he trying to protect Jason from blame? Why isn’t he blaming him or cursing him? Calling him names and shouting at him that he’ll never be a good guy and he’ll never be trusted again?

He drives back to the manor with these thoughts racing through his brain, only half-listening to Damian chat about their cover story… mostly focusing on the thin arms so comfortably wrapped around his chest.

After getting the kid to Alfred and lying to Bruce about the source of the injuries, Jason almost fears Damian’s going to laugh and throw Jason under the bus. But he never does.

Jason’s forced to accept that Damian isn’t angry with him for a handful of bruises and some jostled ribs. As crazy as that is. He’s even gone out of his way to make sure Bruce doesn’t suspect Jason of the attack at the slightest. Bruce even congratulates him on getting Damian out of there safely.

He swears then to be better. A better brother, person, and protector. He wants to feel like he deserves this kindness from Damian… this forgiveness.

He will work towards that.

No matter what.

#damian wayne #jason todd #robin #red hood #dc comics #whumptober2021 #whump #injury tw #hostage situation #jin writes #fanfiction

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cyberrat · 2 years

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54th Batch Of Fics: 12th Fill

Bruce/Jason – Part 2/2 – cont B53F11 – revenge; consensual; rough – Jason is an angry firecracker and won't take any shit without retaliating. Bruce is just a nasty pervert.

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When Jason wakes up he is filled, as is usual, with rage. It takes him a while to figure out why it is that he is feeling angry, but the more his body comes online, the more he remembers what happened yesterday and why it is that he feels so goddamn fucking sore and is, in fact, not in his own goddamn bed.

Poison Ivy. Poison Ivy and her shitty fucking poison. And Bruce. Oh. Bruce. This fucker. He’d kill him.

He tries to push himself up but his body is not quite on board with the same level of self-righteous fury that his mind has immediately sprung to. He feels week and disoriented which only adds to the mindless anger brewing in his gut. The fact that his asshole hurts with every little motion is only fuel to that burning pit in his stomach.

Oh, he’d make him pay. He’d make him be sorry.

No matter that neither of them had been in their right mind when it happened; no matter that Jason came so goddamn hard from being fucked up the ass that he’s pretty sure he blacked out from it. Bruce is the closest he’s got to a scapegoat right now, and he’d make him pay.

There’s a groan behind him and finally, everything settles into place in Jason’s head… because he knows that voice that belongs to that hangover groan: it is Bruce. Which would explain why he isn’t in his own bed. He’s in Bruce’s damn football sized shitty bed and he’s probably been dragged here as some kind of fucking trophy after this bitch fucked him in the showers without any fucking lube.

Oh. Ooohhh, he’d make him regret ever being born.

Jason struggles to kick the sheets off that keep clinging to him. Damn silk. Damn high thread count. Damn his fucking ass that keeps hurting like a bitch as he locks on to his target looking about as sorry for himself as Jason feels, and gets on him in an instant.

Bruce makes a sound like a very weak, very pathetic scream, his limbs twitching like they want to flail. He must feel about as shitty as Jason did five minutes ago when he woke up first and got himself situated quicker.

Bruce got some bulk on him… so he figures it’s just fair that he would get the drop on the bastard so he could fuck him up just like he deserved to be fucked up.

He’s maybe a little too excited for this. His cock is already swinging between his thighs nice and hard as they do the world’s most disoriented wrestling match with Bruce trying to fight him off and figure out what the Hell is happening and Jason trying his best to hold his head down and suffocate him in his stupid expensive sheets while he gets in position behind.

Of course the pervert hadn’t thought of dressing either of them. It’s his goddamn fault that this is happening. His, his, his (and Ivy’s.)

He slots himself behind Bruce and gets his cock nice and situated between his cheeks. It is only then that the big guy seems to finally cotton on to what is happening… and why. His struggles seize to the point of Jason letting go of his head to focus on holding his cock still so he can force it into Bruce’s dry hole.

Hurts like a fucking bitch, though.

Bruce is wheezing, the muscles in his back tensing up while he throws his head around until he finally got it out of the covers and can take big gulps of air. He waves toward his bedside table but Jason will do jackshit and grab some lube.

If he’s had to take it like a bitch, Bruce will have to take it like one too. He pulls back, spitting on B’s hole just to get a bit of wetness going and not hurt himself as he begins the process of cramming his dick into Bruce, riding on raging anger and the last vestiges of whatever poison Ivy had pumped them full with.

Maybe Bruce is struggling with it too… or he is just that much of a goddamn disgusting pervert, but he does not fight any of it. Once he realizes that Jason is not grabbing any lube, he just lets his head fall back down and grabs onto the sheets with white-knuckled fists, accepting his brutalization and even bracing himself for it.

Sweat pearls along Jason’s hairline. He stares down, breathing through his clenched teeth, focusing on the task of forcing the swollen tip of his cock into Bruce’s virginal tight hole – until Bruce actively lifts his hips and actually pushes himself onto Jason, forcing his crown to finally not only breach him but also pop the fat ridge inside of him.

The feeling is… otherworldly. Jason is panting harshly, bracing himself on Bruce’s shoulders, sweat dripping into his eyes so he has to wipe it away with his arm. He tries to get a hold of himself but Bruce keeps trying to awkwardly buck back into him and spear himself on cock.

What the fuck?!

“Stop m-moving, you perverse bastard!” Jason hisses. He grabs one of B’s arms and twists it onto his back, but all that gives him is a wet, delirious sounding gurgle and Bruce’s insides clenching around his dick like a vice.

He likes this. He likes all of this, this goddamn disgusting piece of-

Jason bares his teeth at him and starts to rut his hips. It’s so damn dry, it hurts his dick but if Bruce can take it and actively lean into it, he sure as all can take it even better.

So he fucks him doggedly, frowning fiercely, his insides feeling filled with magma… until things start to… move. Thick, silky liquid gets everything to go nice and smooth. It doesn’t need a genius to figure out that it’s blood lubing the whole process of Jason raping Bruce in revenge…

Though is it even rape if the victim is actively trying to fuck himself back on the cock, grunting low and lustful with every thrust that pushes Jason deep into his guts?

He doesn’t know. He’s not necessarily in the mood for philosophical debates. All he wants to do is get his revenge and make Bruce feel just as miserable and… and… and stupid horny as Jason had felt being pinned to the warm shower floor and fucked like an animal by this bastard.

God, shit, why does he feel so good on his cock? Fucking Bruce has Jason go near cross-eyed, his balls feeling swollen and painful with just how desperately they want to pump their load out.

So… why should he hold back? It’s not like he’s trying to make Bruce come. It’s not like he cares one little lick about whether B can shoot his nasty load into his stupid expensive bedsheets.

He doesn’t care. So he just lets himself take what he wants, eyes rolling back into his head and mouth hanging open as he pumps his load into Bruce’s twitching, hot body.

It feels… so damn good and perfect.

#cyberratting writes stuff #bruce/jason #consensual #rough #angry sex

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redjaybathood · 2 years

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Thanks for the carte blanche! I've been dying to talk about "Myth you have to believe". Because, you know, I hit a wall while writing it more than once, and talking it out actually helps.

And, it's one of my favorite things that I wrote this year - I love it as much as I hate "This should (not) have been a love story" (though I do want to talk about that too) but for actual readers, it's much the opposite, and it's so funny to me. But I digress.

1) I don't remember where the name of the story came from. It was from one of the songs I was listening to when I started reading and I need to find the song to continue it in the same mood; and I can't. It's gone. IF ANYONE KNOWS WHICH SONG I MESSED THE LYRICS OF PLEASE LET ME KNOW.

2) This story is rooted in one of my deepest fears. Pregnancy. It's one of the scariest experiences that a person with a womb can go through, imo, and the most horrifying thing, it usually doesn't stop when you push the baby out of your vagina.

3) Stephanie and Jane, for all that they are similar and compared to each other in canon, and are in an essentially same situation, couldn't have it more different. Jane has no agency, she won't get the same support Steph has, and who's the father matters to people more than how she's alive, mostly because it seems to have far closer consequences.

Because who the fuck knows how Jane is alive? What the fuck does it matter so long as she's not roaming the countryside looking for brains to eat?

But the parentage has ramifications for the people around Jane right now. I mean, depending on the answer, it's a question of whether Steph herself is safe; and for Barbara, it would really recontextualize her own past experience with that person. For Alfred, it's a question of guilt, shame, personal responsibility. He didn't want Jane to be found, actually. He wanted Tim to keep quiet and let it go. At least until Alfred himself could know for sure. It's just the circumstances forced him.

I think if Alfred could have managed to get to Jane before anyone else did, he would have her transferred in secret, destroyed any paper trails, etc. He would have believed that he's acting in the best interests of Bruce and Jane both, too.

4) And then the gang establishes that they cannot establish the parentage of Jane's baby. It's not human enough. Which kinda exonerates Bruce and Dick but should it?

5) I hit a wall in the writing at that moment. I don't know how to proceed in the present time, so I went to the past.

I have to confess, going in, I did not know who the father is. I know now! But still, want to keep the readers not knowing for sure: is it Bruce? is it Dick? is it an eldritch abomination type of character? So, the Past, where I'm trying to give the story a way where all three could have happened. I still have a long way to go. God, I'm not even through with the Church of Blood arc! And there's at least one more, The Cult.

6) Brain and Mallah are in this fic for two reasons: I love these two useless gays; and I needed Jane to find the pool full of blood, see with her own eyes that it has healing properties.

Brain and Mallah also work for this story because I believe they wouldn't kill her on sight as they would try to do with other Titans (yes it's a Rebirth retcon and what about it?).

I also hated very much the whole rescue op, how poorly planned and ultimately, purposeless it had been; and Robin's abysmal role in it. So let's go with what modern love Chinese novels taught me. Publicity is a double-edged sword.

7) Oh, I forgot about the Kiss.

So, the Kiss: I understand that it's a weird thing to include in the story. Neither anti no pro brujay shippers will like it, and I realize that.

Part of why it was included was, to depict, in another way than directly, how Jason and Bruce falling out happened because, on some level, Bruce must have been afraid he was corrupting Jason. With violence, I mean. Bruce himself had violent urges, but when Jason acted on it, it was different; even if, frankly, Jason's underdeveloped brain was a better excuse.

And see, Jane's here is talking about how sometimes things just happened. She saw a Batmobile - she stole the tires. She rescued Bruce and, after the adrenaline high of a car chase and a near-death experience, she kissed him. An impulse. Much like Bruce letting it happen.

And yet, after assuring her that they're going to talk about it, he leaves. At that critical moment, when she's struggling very fucking much with shame and guilt and uncertainty - did she fuck up their relationships irrecoverably? And he leaves!

Kinda like he benched Jason and left to chase after the Joker without really sitting him down and talking through it.

Or, like he fired Dick after Dick had gotten hurt.

When push comes to shove, Bruce leaves, and that's kinda what I was going for. A pattern.

It also explained why Titans called for help to rescue Dick, and Jane was the only one to show up. (it still doesn't make sense for me in canon that Bruce didn't come to Zandia, along with Superman and a couple of other heavy hitters; or to rescue Dick and Raven during the resurrection event; and yet Bruce and the Justice League came running after someone else, Wally's girlfriend, called)

8) The Kiss did also give me an excuse to talk through Jane and her relationships with sexuality. They're not healthy. It's very much a product of her upbringing and experience. Upbringing - because Willis would be the type of father who calls their pre-teen daughter a slut for anything short of completely fucking Mormon behavior. However bad Jason's childhood was, as a girl it would have been hellish.

Experience: While I don't subscribe to a popular headcanon that Jason was hustling to survive on the streets, I do believe that some CSA may have happened.

While he was living on the streets by himself; or while he was at Ma Gunn (if she didn't bulk on exploiting children by making them commit crimes for profit, is that a stretch that she would exploit them in other ways?); or before that, while he was still living with his mother (it would have made Jason pushing Robbie the dealer down the stairs more understandable for me).

For the purposes of this story, I'm mainly going with post-crisis Jason's character who, I believe, was a cinnamon roll even if he didn't look it (because he tried too hard to look like "don't mess with me" - protective colors if you will) - no killing anyone before she died so no pushing Robbie down the stairs; so whatever happened, happened during Ma Gunn having complete authority over Jane, which is hinted on later - after Jane meets Brain and Mallah again.

She appreciates them out of all other Ma Gunn's visitors/customers not the least because they had exactly zero interest in teenagers and preteens in that way. In a way, they were safe.

Wow. It's probably all I wanted to say for now. Thanks for reading if you stayed with me so far. I hope it all makes sense. I hope you enjoyed the story.

#asks #my writing #myth you have to believe #director cut

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Batman/P5 Crossover

-Sometime before Akechi but after Futaba or Haru

-Damian is sent to Tokyo to check it out for whatever reason (maybe they had a fight, or he’s going stir crazy, or he’s just the only one they can send at the time and didn't bother with all that "you're not old enough" business)

-Dami is younger than Futaba by a year or three or four

-He is baby

-He is transferred to Shujin as a child prodigy where he also immediately joins the "outcast" community because of his attitude and intelligence

-Talia goes too, manages to cut off all his communications with the Batfam, and is planning to take him home in a month whether he likes it or not

-For whatever reason, Batfam doesn't realize this??? (Like, either she's faking reports or they're too busy (think fight or chaos in Gotham scenario maybe???))

-Anyways, obviously Dami doesn't want this

-Somehow the Phantom Thieves hear about the situation

-Maybe he was assigned to shadow Makoto for a while, and they managed to overhear a phone conversation either to Talia or Dami trying to get in touch with the Batfam and nothing really working

-And eventually they outright see him fighting with his mother with him at some point (either in person or over a phone call) mentioning that she already disowned him, he's happy with his Father's family, and that he will head her family business over his dead body—and oh would you look at that, you already managed that, care to try again Mother?

-The PT's are understandably alarmed

-And learn her name from Damian (from Makoto maybe or someone else he bonded a little with) (MORGANA) (THEY GAVE HIM MONA FOR A DAY AND NOW THEY KNOW EVERYTHING FROM HIS MANY PETS TO HIS LEAST TO MOST FAVORITE SIBLINGS STARTING FROM TIM TO DICK TO HIS FAVORITE FOODS TO EVERYONE IN HIS FAMILY’S NAMES TO HOW STUPID HE FINDS EVERYONE AND WHY THEY'RE STUPID TO HIS FAVORITE MUSIC TO WHY ANIMALS ARE SUPERIOR TO HUMANS AND MONA’S LIKE OMG TMI BUT LOVED IT THERE BECAUSE HE WAS PAMPERED LIKE NO TOMORROW GOT ONLY THE BEST FOOD AND THE BEST BEDS AND TOYS THAT HE GOT TO TAKE WITH HIM BACK TO LEBLANC AND NOW AKIRA AND SOJIRO ARE LIKE DUDE WHY AND MONA’S LIKE IM KEEPING HIM THIS HUMAN IS GOOD SORRY AKIRA YOU’RE DEMOTED)

-The palace is basically a fortress full of assasin ninjas and clones

-Dunno what her keywords are tho

-Or her what her palace actually is

-Help?????????

-Cognitive Bruce, Ra's, Damian, Dami clones, and Jason (maybe rest of batfam??? Idk)

-Long story short, the traps are so assassin-y that they need someone who knows the actual Talia because egads, this is the closest they have all come to actually dying

-And they didn't really want to do it and were just gonna power through

-But Dami manages to find out and get in and of course uses his background to help out whether they like it or not

(-he's slightly off put by Joker's name, but then decides to just solely call Gotham!Joker "The Clown")

-At some point they are captured by the Shadow Talia who is decked out in super fancy traditional Arab clothing and probably every conceivable hidden weapon known to man

-Talia says Damian won't and can't ever change from who he "is meant to be", referring to him as her Alexander and basically brutally addresses all of his insecurities concerning the batfam and people and society in general

-And all this is kinda killing him cause he still loves Talia despite the fact that she killed him and had a violent citywide custody battle with Batman but he also loves the batfam too even if he would absolutely never admit it (except to maybe Grayson)

-Joker does his emotional kick-start thing and/or Dami is like Makoto and just gets so mad he triggers it himself, but either way, lo and behold, Damian is now a persona user, usurping Futaba's place as the baby of the team

-The outfit is kinda inspired by his future adult league outfit with the top and bottom and gold jewelry, but has a raggedy cloak with dull gold edges, a Robin mask and gauntlets, and his main weapons are batarang-sword hybrids

---acknowledging his past and moving on with his present

-Persona: Aladdin, Tsun Zu, Ali Baba, somone else???? Need ideas plz help

-Probably the fastest member of the group

-His small body makes his hits not as strong, but hoo boy can that kid move around

-Hits a lot and dodges most

-Most of his Persona abilities are physical and have high crit and/or are status affects

-Downside is he has not a lot of SP (compared to the rest of the group)

-And he has pretty good HP

-Those good ol' “superior genetics” have to be good for something after all

-Anyways they escape to find the treasure another day

-And Dami is all smug because HA you definitely can't stop me now

-And the PTs are just resigned to keeping an eye on the extremely competent snotty assassin/vigilante child

-They do like him though so it's not too bad (comes with learning all his darkest secrets via his mother and thought processes that tends to accompany watching someone at their lowest get a persona)

(-They do manage to temper him a bit and help him adjust better to actual society too that's nice)

-As such, they also know about Batman and Robin and his whoooole family. Both sides.

-Damian decided not to tell batfam because he does agree with the whole "most adults suck" mentality that the Phantom Thieves have; despite his deep, deep respect for his father and mother and Grayson, they all do kinda suck

-And he’s rather not get pulled out as he surely would if he told them

(-On a side note, he likes Sojiro

-The man gives him coffee, curry, and leaves him mostly to his own devices

-Instant win)

-He is dubbed "Mockingbird" apon return to the metaverse because of his freaky talented vocal skills in mimicking anyone and everyone's voice

-Eventually, they beat Talia

-She doesn't publicly confess to all her sins unlike everyone else

-PTs don't realize it worked until Damian came into school with a genuine smile on his face, and more relaxed than he'd been since he got there

-PTs are confused until Damian's like, this works out because hey, don't want to have several people assassinated and draw the entire freaking league to Tokyo

(-Which was probably why Talia didn't)

-They agree

-But she does break down to tears in Dami's arms and promise to ACTUALLY TALK CIVILLY with Bruce to try and make up for everything and try to fix up the league

-He stays for the rest of p5

-But steers all his reports very much away from the Phantom Thieves

-If anything, he downplays absolutely everything, and makes it seem like it's nothing super big but he's gonna stay a while to keep and eye out because y'alls are busy and I like it here and I haven't gotten expelled so there

-The PTs like to add funny stuff on there just to see if they’ll notice

-Like, Akira likes to have Dami describe his day in excruciating detail. Like, recounting the entirety of his nine or so months to Sae during police interrogation, excruciating

-Mona is pushing for the shiny stuff

-Yusuke just likes to put in bursts of randomness (Dami once mentioned that an acquaintance made another acquaintance T-pose in a church for art lol)

-Ann loves to rant about food

-Haru is always insisting on about feelings

-Ryuji likes to complain about everything and puts in ridiculous requests

-Futaba is just putting in every gen-z thing ever

-Makoto is actually responsible and tries to get him to talk about his progress in school and his social life

-And Akechi is absolutely nowhere near any of this and doesn’t know it exists

-When they have the Tokyo/Japan-wide calling card, Batfam sees it too because let's face it, that's totally the sorta thing that they would keep an eye out for even if he didn't look at the news in the entirety of the time Dami was in Tokyo

-And they send a message to Damian (the first actual communication they've had since before Talia) saying "WHAT THE HECK IS GOING ON OVER THERE????"

-And with the entirety of the Phantom Thieves looking over his shoulder, Damian's just like "Chill dudes, everything's fiiiiiiiiiine"

-And they're like "UH WHAT PART OF THIS IS FINE????" because they've dug around a bit and found every news report, and oh hey, this isn't anywhere near as calm as Damian described and he’s being super OOC and what’s going on?!?!?!?!?!

-And Damian, being egged on by the most of the PTs, just sends a winky face

-Just

-😉

-And he's smug, because it's still chaos over there so they can't actually come get him and try to pull him out because he's being super ooc

-Which means he's free to do what he wants/needs in the meantime

-Cue the end of the game

-And Dami is going with them on their summer road trip and cackling because the batfam is scrambling to find him in Tokyo but lol nope he's in a van the Japanese government tried and fail to follow

-And he found all the trackers like, a year ago

-Every

-Single

-One

-They eventually track him down to Akira's house where they're calmly eating dinner (and they've been expecting this for the past week so Mona was keeping watch just so they could pull this off) and talking about how uneventful the school year was

-Cue mass confusion in the batfam

-As the PTs enjoy just confusing them so much

-By talking to Mona

-Talking normal then crazy then normal again

-And just generally being their normal selves lol

-They explain absolutely nothing beyond gushing about how much progress socially and academically he’s made (gotta embarrass the baby of the group somehow) and making sure that if Dami absolutely has to go home that he's able to stay in touch

(-Later, Damian forms his own hero persona outside of Batman and Robin)

(-He names it Mockingbird)

(-Batfam proceeds to have a brain aneurysm while the PTs dab their happy proud tears out of their eyes on their regularly scheduled tea time at the Wayne Manor)

(-Damian sends a private plane every week or two lol)

(Bonus: ARTTTTTTT)

(Psst if you guys have ideas for art, outfits, interactions or scenarios, let me know)

#my writing #my art #batman #persona 5 #p5 #persona #batman x p5 #damian wayne #akira kurusu #ren amamiya #p5 protagonist #ive been holding onto this one for a wHILE

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Why does Tim always say he doesn't want to be Batman? It seems to me that out of all the batkids he's the one most similar to Bruce, and hasn't he actually been Batman in some other timelines? So why does he keep saying he won't ever become Batman? I'm just confused 😕

Okay I can see where this might be confusing, considering how Tim seems like he would be more than capable of taking the mantle, and it would make sense for him to take his mentor's place when he's gone. But while it would be practical for Tim to be next in line for Batman, he's opposed to it because he knows it will change him, and not in any good ways.

Let's analyze the other batkids who have been Batman so far. In Battle for the Cowl, Jason was Batman for a while, but his methods were far too violent and most of his term as Batman was just fueled by rage and pain from his past. He's already too damaged to shoulder the further damage being Batman could inflict on him (and I don't mean this in a bad way at all; I'm just saying that he's been through enough already, and adding being Batman to it would do nothing but increase his already heavy burden). Dick, on the other hand, became Batman for a while and did an excellent job. That's because Dick is such a bright and optimistic person that he evened it out. He could handle the darkness of being the bat because he had enough light in him to counteract it, so he's probably the best option for Batman aside from Bruce and maybe Cass (but that's a story for another time). And Bruce created Batman in itself, so he can handle all that being Batman entails because that's him.

Meanwhile, Tim isn't as dark as Jason, but he also doesn't have the same optimism Dick has. And I agree with you in that Tim is one of the closest to Bruce out of the batkids and they do share many of the same traits, but that's sorta the problem. So the main issue here is that being Batman would in a way do to Tim what it would do to Jason. It would change him and lead him down a dark path, making him more violent and just overall a much darker person. Think Bruce, but with the brooding and angst turned up to 100. Tim doesn't have the same light Dick does, and he doesn't have the same inner demons Jason does, but being Batman would create those demons -- or at least amplify the ones he already has. It would erase all the light and joy in him, and pretty much ruin him as a person, if that makes sense. (Sorry this is really hard to explain so just try to bear with me here please it makes sense in my head okay it's just hard to describe in a way that's easy to understand.)

Okay let me break this down a little more because this is super hard to explain.

Tim is a very complicated character. He's been through a lot, but he still manages to persevere despite his traumas and continue to be a great hero. But if he became Batman, taking on that huge role would be stepping through the doorway in a sense. It would be the final push into the darkness for him, and it would essentially change him as a person.

Let's say you want to make some toast, but you want it to be just right. So you put a slice of bread in the toaster and toast it for a while, being careful not to burn it too much, and in a couple minutes it comes out all nice and golden brown. But now you're like "wow that worked so well, but let's see what happens when we chuck it into the fire and see if that works as well as the toaster did." But when you do that and straight up toss it right into the fire, in seconds your nice slice of bread is charred to a crisp and too burned beyond saving that you'd rather throw it in the trash than eat it. So in this analogy Tim is the bread, the toaster is Robin/Red Robin (though I think RR would be like toasting it in the oven instead of the toaster bc it stills damages him a little more than Robin but not as much as Batman but anyway), and the fire is Batman. Being Batman will burn Tim beyond saving, whereas Robin is a nice balance of light and darkness for him. Being Batman will turn him into a chunk of burnt coal and in the end do more harm than anything, and maybe even cause a huge fire that will burn down your whole kitchen.

Like in the timeline in which Tim becomes Batman in the future, he's this terrible psycho guy who kills criminals with the gun that murdered Bruce's parents.

And the thing that led him to become so horrible in the first place was taking on the Batman mantle. Being Batman would harden him, and it would turn him into a far more violent and dark person. Similar to how when Tim first became Robin he started out this fun happy kid, but the longer he spent around Bruce and working with him, the more depressed and broody he became.

Batman influences him just by being around him, so actually being Batman himself takes that to a whole new level.

So being Batman would take Tim down a really dark path he wouldn't be able to escape from, and he knows it. That's why he's so insistent on not being Batman, because he's fully aware that if he does take that step, it'll ruin him and probably cause more harm than good -- for himself, and for Gotham.

So yeah, I really hope this clears things up for you, anon. 😊

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