#jason: hn

[bruciemilf]

Thinking very very heavily about the batkids (specifically Jason and Damian) with separation anxiety? Oh, Man.

There's just a buzz of tension shaking the manor; That's how Cass would put it best.

Her baby brothers, - not young in bodies, but young in hearts, always little to her and Dick, - masking their worry, their unease, their anxiety so well. It'd look as so, to the untrained eye, but Cass knows better.

She knows Jay by the heel of his boot (dirty on purpose) beating on the carpet. His nibbled fingernails. A constant eye on his phone.

He knows Damian by irritation and chubby cheeks puffed out, and stomping. Tim tells him to stop being a brat, and that it's actually nice having the manor to themselves without Bruce brooding around.

"As always, you live to be what you were destined to be; A predictable failure. "

Tim snorts, "At least I'm not a short failure."

Duke coughs around his fast, "Not AS short,"

"Bruce gives you his favorite mug and you start acting up!"

"It's weird," Jason's as tall as the fridge he pretends to rummage through.

His movements tell Cass he's trying to busy himself, put things in his hands so his feet won't take off out the door and drag Bruce back, "3-hour meeting? He'd text by now. Did anyone get a text? I mean, - he's the only one who knows where my old books are. I need them. For...None of your business!"

"We didn't ask?"

"DID ANYONE GET A DAMN TEXT?!"

Damian climbs Cass like an abnormally angry squirrel, small fingers around her Huntress hoodie, reeling her in, "Did Baba text you? You're the princess. The favorite after me, -"

"After YOU?"

"Silence, Todd! Your moment died when you did!"

Jason quietly stares at the door.

Dick says, with all the softness and warmth and sweetness in the world, "Can you not? Please? We can wait for Bruce riiight here, mhm. I'll let you shoot Tim in all non-lethal areas,-"

"He tried; He MADE them lethal, Dick."

" And when Bruce comes back, you can pick the movie, even if it's gonna be that 3-hour long eye contact porn between Elizabeth and Darcy, and --,"

It seems like they've exhausted Damian's thinning patience.

He jumps on Jason's back, "MARCH, TODD, MARCH!" And gone they are.

"...Should we tell them Bruce is napping in the attic?"

"Nah; I'll just tell them he specifically asked me not tell them where he was. He took my Superman hoodie again."

#jason todd #damian wayne #bruce wayne #bruce and his clingy sons yes sign me the fuck up <333 #bruce eating blueberry ice cream in the attic to get away from Big Murder Baby and Small Murder Baby: hn. i miss my kids #they're the 'what you think i have him tracked or something?? ... i do. hold on'' #cassandra cain #tim drake #batfamily #batfam #writing #my writing #prompt #dc #dc comics

[puppetmaster13u]

Random prompt idea.

Bruce Wayne as a descendent of the Uchiha clan from Naruto.

#dcu #batman au #uchiha batclan #does he have the sharingan? #up to you #he definitely has the memory tho #Mans even has the *HN* noise down #could have awakened the sharingan when he witnessed one parent die #got more tomoe when the other died #then the mangekyou when jason died #does he use it? #good question #perfect memory with seeing family/loved ones dying is not good tho #3 am thoughts

[p1nkshield]

Jason found out that the easiest way to get the things he wants from Bruce and Dick is to be the slightest bit cute. Chaos follows.

Bruce: Tell me again why you let Jason drive the Batmobile behind my back?

Dick: [mumbles]

Bruce: hn?

Dick: He called me big brother okay! He said please! He pulled the little wing card! I caved Bruce! I caved under the pressure!

Bruce: You can look Darkseid in the eye and crack jokes but the moment Jason says please you crack under pressure?

Dick: like you wouldn’t crumble into dust if he said “Hey Dad can I have a rocket launcher please?”

Bruce, thinking about it: … yeah I would fold like laundry.

Dick: Exactly!

#dick grayson #jason todd #bruce wayne #incorrect batfamily quotes #wally shows dick a picture of Jason when he was young and him now #corporate wants you to find the difference between these two pictures #dick: they’re the same picture #wally: No-

[redrosebug]

Tim: I'm retiring.

Dick: YOU ARE WHAT?!

Steph: You can do that?

Damian: Finally.

Tim: I'm retiring. I wasn't planning to be a vigilante my whole life.

Jason, bamboozled: You were not?

Tim: No.

Bruce, internally: Thank fuck.

Bruce, externally: Hn.

#dc #batman #batfam #batfamily #batsibs #batsiblings #tim drake #red robin #dick grayson #nightwing #stephanie brown #spoiler #damian wayne #robin #jason todd #red hood #bruce wayne #incorrect quotes

[val-el]

i like to think that even if the batkids aren't blood related, they still have mannerisms they picked up from each other and bruce that makes people go "u guys are definitely related"

they all have dick's shit eating grin. they all do bruce's "hn" when tired or annoyed. they all have a flair for the dramatic. they all get super animated when talking about something that interests them. jason's glare? the other kids have an unsettling similar glare to it.

it's easy for some people to forget they aren't blood related because they're all just so clearly family.

#batfam #tim drake #jason todd #dick grayson #bruce wayne #damian wayne #stephanie brown #duke thomas #cassandra cain #10k #15k

[frownyalfred]

Bruce giving all his kids little forehead kisses when they sleep or when he's to sleep-deprived to realize he has gone on the tip of his toes to kiss Clark's forhead too and is now attempting to kiss Alfred's forehead

Bruce pressed a brief kiss to Dick’s forehead, stepping away from the medbay cot.

Alfred watched, bemused, as Bruce — more sleep deprivation than man, currently — rocked up onto the tops of his toes and did the same to Clark, who was perched by the doorway.

Jason — Clark’s height, and easily mistakable for the Kryptonian when one barely had their eyes open — cleared his throat awkwardly.

Bruce’s eyes cracked open. He slowly looked between Jason and Clark, who was staring at the floor with color rising in his cheeks.

“Hn.”

Alfred closed his eyes, accepting his fate with a shocked inhale. Bruce’s lips grazed his forehead, a there-and-gone blessing.

Three days of sleep deprivation and an injured child were enough to drive most men to madness and despair.

Bruce, it seemed, had been pushed to the worst of cliff edges — open displays of physical affection.

#micro fic #mini fic #I should make this a full fic #but my hangover brain is dead #just like Bruce’s #bruce wayne #batman #dc #myfic #theresurrectionist #asks #batfamily #clark kent #superbat #anon

[fishfission-dc]

Batfamily Powerpoint Night! (Part 10: Alfred)

<<Part 9: Barbara 

[Masterlist]

Alfred: Actually, I have prepared something I would like you all to see.

Bruce: Oh lord...

[collective sigh]

Alfred: I have noticed that many of you are electing not to return used dishes to their proper location to be washed. 

Barbara: Oooh... that one’s on me, sorry Alfred.

Alfred: Miss Gordon, I trust you not to spill anything on the computer console, but I still think it best not to have open beverages in the presence of... other company.

Dick: Is he talking about-

Tim: Yeah he’s talking about us.

Bruce: Hn.

Steph: Only Bruce does this, Alfred, I promise.

Alfred: I am well aware, Miss Brown. 

Bruce: ...sorry.

Duke: How do you not spill anything using mugs in the Batmobile?

Cass: (signing) Impressive.

Jason: Okay, this one has to be Dick.

Dick: ...That’s probably me.

Tim: A teacup? A teacup and its saucer??

Dick: I was already drinking it at the time-

Alfred: Just bring it back next time.

Steph: HA

Damian: ...They like the-

Alfred: I highly doubt the dogs have a preference of plates.

Damian: ...understood.

Jason: WHICH ONE OF YOU-

Tim: STEPH. STEPH THAT IS YOUR BELT.

Steph: I CAN EXPLAIN

Barbara: Steph why is a mug in your-

Steph: I BRING THE MUGS HOME AND I PUT THEM IN MY BELT TO REMEMBER TO BRING THEM BACK TO ALFRED BUT THEN I FORGET

Duke: How many mugs are in your belt right now? 

Steph: ...

Dick: Steph.

Steph: A couple...

Alfred: Three. I checked twenty minutes ago.

Steph: ...Sorry Alfred.

Tim: ...Okay-

Dick: Tim. How on Earth-

Steph: HOW IS THIS ANY WORSE THAN ME KEEPING MUGS IN MY BELT

Tim: Sometimes I save time by eating in the shower!

Jason: That is like... a family sized tupperware container.

Damian: Drake, this is no longer efficiency, it is insanity. 

Tim: ...Sorry Alfred.

Bruce: ...how-

Barbara: Cass... Cass this has to be you.

Cass: (signing) ...Sorry.

Steph: Honestly I’m not surprised by this.

Duke: Are we not concerned that Alfred’s been repeatedly climbing into the rafters to collect these dishes?

Alfred: Oh it’s not the furthest length I’ve gone for you all...

Bruce: I may have left a serving dish at the Kents’ apartment in Metropolis, I apologize.

Tim: I don’t think I left anything in San Francisco... or Nanda Parbat.

Dick: TAMARAN?! I’m probably responsible for New York and Bludhaven, but that one was NOT me.

Jason: Ooooh, yeah... uh... that was probably me...

Steph: You left a tupperware container on Tamaran?!

Jason: And maybe... other places... I keep forgetting to bring them home.

Damian: How many of these locations are you responsible for, Todd?

Jason: Uh... definitely Star City and Tamaran... and Miami... Paris... and Washington, Hong Kong... maybe also Nanda Parbat. Oh, and I definitely left a cup in San Francisco...

Barbara: Oh my god.

Jason: ...Sorry Alf. Won’t happen again.

Alfred: I’m glad you appreciate the leftovers, Master Jason, but yes, please return the dishware.

Duke: Oh that’s definitely my bad... Sorry Alfred.

Alfred: It’s alright, my dear boy, you didn’t know.

Bruce: ...how long has that been the system?

Dick: Probably not long... I definitely didn’t do that as a kid...

Jason: Definitely changed while I was dead...

Alfred: That has been the system for 42 years, I would appreciate if all of you started adhering to it.

[a chorus of “Sorry, Alfred” as they retrieve their dishes, thus ending Powerpoint Night. The end.]

<<Part 9: Barbara

[Masterlist]

#batfamily powerpoint au #IT IS FINALLY FINISHED #don't worry about how long it took me #it's fine #this is basically just a fanfic at this point #thank you all for giving these dumb powerpoints so much love #more fun ideas in the works (that are not powerpoint related) #batfam #bruce wayne #batman #dc #dc comics #batkids #dc robin #dick grayson #jason todd #barbara gordon #alfred pennyworth #damian wayne #tim drake #cassandra cain #duke thomas #stephanie brown

[xxgoblin-dumplingxx]

Jason having a secret partner is so in brand. Man would have a whole ass kid and not tell anyone bc of crippling anxiety spite

"How long did you know?" Bruce asked sourly, accepting the mug of tea Alfred proffered.

"I've known almost from the beginning," Alfred admitted, trying and failing not to sound smug.

Bruce's eyes narrowed and the butler shrugged. "I counseled him to tell her the truth if he thought she was trustworthy. By happy accident she was working at a restaurant that Cobblepot was using to launder cash at the time."

"So-"

"So," Alfred continued, "By happy accident she was well placed to feed him information no one could trace back to her. AND she happens to be a fantastic chef."

"How did they meet?" Bruce sighed. He had a headache. This IS something Jason would do. Have a double life stacked on a double life.

"They're usually vague on the details. But at least one of them was inebriated. Of that I'm reasonably certain."

"Hn."

"She's lovely. And her mother adores Jason."

"You've met her mother?" And more importantly if you had family how much did THEY know? If your mother was close enough to you to 'adore' Jason-

"Of course. A couple Sundays a month they host informal dinners. And of course dinner for the strays- as Miss Y/N is pleased to call anyone who doesn't have another place to go for holidays."

"Hn."

"Lively certainly but not quite my cup of tea."

"Hn." Jason had a life. Friends. A whole network and none of them had even known.

"Don't pout," Alfred scolded. "You can't blame-"

"It's dangerous."

"Your love interests have criminal records," Alfred scoffed. "Her fondest ambition is to own a farm-to-table restaurant and teach ex-convicts to cook."

"Alfred-"

"She's delightfully normal. And she makes a lovely pot roast."

#jason todd #jason todd x reader #ask answered #minors dni #reader insert #EC!reader

[qcomicsy]

Phrases I bet were said on the Wayne Manor without context Part ll

Tim: You know, everytime we have to say "technically it's not murder" it doesn't sound as great as we hope it so.

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Dick, on the living room:

Duke, first time alone with him: So... Discowing, huh.

Dick: Alright-

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Alfred, very tired: I suppose I shouldn't ask about the 6'0 orange lady flying of your window this morning?

17 year old Dick Grayson: I'd really hope you not.

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Steph: I'm JUST SAYING, that IF "hypothetically" WE both showed up on patrol wearing my cape, hood down and then lifted up the hood just to show matching RedHood™ helmets behind it we could both have the joy to see penguin's henchmen pissing on their pants.

Jason putting his book down: I'm listening.

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Dick: Just- Just be nice about it, for once in your life okay?

Bruce: Hn. (lying)

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Bruce: I'd like to remind all of you that Diana has international political immunity.

Dick: The fuck you mean by that????

Bruce: No reason. Just saying. In case we all forgot.

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Alfred: We are all aware that Master Bruce isn't fond of violence *loads glock*.

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Bruce: Be nice to your brother

Jason: I'm not even nice to you.

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Jason, 10 years old talking about Dick to his school friend: Yeah, he just comes here, eat all our food, screams at Bruce for 45 minutes and goes away.

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Tim, 15 years old, also talking about Dick to his school friend: He just comes here-

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Bruce, very, very tired: So... a boat.

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Tim: Do it.

Jason, cleaning his gun: Dude what the fuck.

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Tim, 7 nights awake in a roll: Do you think if I just scream loud enough Clark will come here and put me out of my misery.

Dick as Batman, 12 nights awake in a roll: He won't.

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Dick putting Batman's suit: He couldn't at least had the DECENCY of cleaning- muffled cursing noises*

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Harley Quinn at 3 am: I'll pay you fifty bucks if you pretend you never saw me here

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Dick, 17 years old: The fuck are you doing here.

Talia, with a shitty ass grin showing the engagement ring on her finger: I live here.

Dick:

Bruce: Listen-

#batfamily shenaningans #batfamily incorrect quotes #batfam incorrect quotes #incorrect quotes #dick grayson #jason todd #duke thomas #tim drake #bruce wayne #alfred pennyworth #talia al ghul #this turned a lot more dick centric than I intended #but hey I love the boy #let's hear for the boy #what can I do #phrases I bet were said

[luckyfox3000]

DC x DP PROMT #17

Hola my friendly weirdos! New Promt!

"Hey old man!"

"Jason? When did you get here?"

"Forget that, ya' know that weird mirror near the attic with all the weird carvings and stuff I asked you about a few years back?"

"Hn."

"Well, it's glowing. Green. Lazarus green."

"...Get Dick and Tim. Dont touch it until we figure out what it is."

"Sure thin'. DICKWING, TIMBO!!! GET YOUR ASSES DOWN!"

"...*sigh*"

"Hey! What's up?"

"Mirror. Lazarus green."

"...The one near the attic?"

"Hn."

"Wait, so the mirror has weird carvings and started glowing Lazarus green? Huh. I'll scan it and run some tests."

"...I'll ask Damian if he knows what it is."

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Danny had been stuck in here a long time. Or well, what he presumed was a long time.

He couldn't really tell, with the whole, being trapped in an infinite amount of darkness that not even his natural glow could light up.

He wondered how Sam and tucker were.

How Jazz and Ellie were.

If they were even alive after all that.

But, well, benefit to being stuffed in someplace were not even time and space could touch was he could imagine his loved ones all safe and happy until he was convinced it was true.

...

T-that

That was light.

How?

Why now.

Are they back?

He's-

What-

Light, so much light.

"Woah what the hell?"

Turn it off.

"Whaddya see Dickhead?"

Turn it off!

"The-theres boy! Oh my god, someone get a stretcher. He, he looks... alien?"

TURN IT OFF!!!

"On it."

TURN IT OFF TURN IT OFF TURN IT OFF TUEN IT OFF TURN IT OFF-

"Hey, hey, calm down kiddo. Your safe, I got you. It's okay."

"Don't touch me. Let go."

"Woah, easy, easy, it's okay. No one's is gonna hurt you, it's okay!"

"I. Said. Don't. TOUCH ME!!!"

Feel free to use or add on!

(Using purple again since I dont wnat it to mix up with Danny's words.)

P.s, for those who cant tell what color is who: Red=Jason, Black=Bruce, Blue=Dick, Orange=Tim, and Green=Danny.

#dc x dp #dcxdp #dc x dp prompt #dp x dc #lucky_fox #dp x dc crossover #dp x dc prompt #dpxdc #dc x dp crossover #batfam #Danny #our resident lovable eldritch abomination #we love him #cursed Mirror #Banished/Cursed Danny #who did it? #you decide

[anothericarus1920]

Step (-ping Up) Dad

Bruce dies in Ethiopia, not Jason.

There's a sad funeral and Jason vows to continue as Robin to carry on the legacy.

Abt 3 months after the funeral, he goes on patrol and Tim finds him.

Tim is in a cheap batman costume and uses a fake growly voice and is like "dw Robin I've got your back"

Jason is like "wtf"

Jason tries to derail Tim so many times, but each time only makes him more determined to help out.

Meanwhile Dick and Alfred are mourning Bruce together and have no idea abt the 12 year old parenting their 15 year old.

Alfred doesn't know bc Jason thought it would be over by now

Dick doesn't know because he and Jason are on rough terms still

Tim starts sending care packages home with Jason. They have soup and blankets and books and socks ect

Alfred brings one in from the doorstep and is like "ayo Master Jason wtf"

Jason explains

Alfred invites Tim to stay at the Manor

Tim accepts and it goes surprisingly well. He helps with homework and meals and patrol

No one can stop him. He likes it and he's good at it and it gives him purpose

Abt 7 months after the funeral, Dick visits for brunch with Alfred and sees Tim at the table

Cue angry and confused Richard

Tim explains that he saw Robin needed help and it somehow translated to him becoming a tiny dad

Dick calms down is goes "OK you can be Jason's dad, but you're my little brother"

Tim goes "lol bet" and dads the heck out of him

Now he has two sons who are older than him

While this is going on, Bruce wakes up in the LOA

He sees Damian and freaks out, saving him and leaving the LOA

They get chased by assassins which is why it takes so long for them to get back to Gotham

Once they get back, they show up at the Manor and find Tim being a dad

Damian is all like "Pretender!" And tries to kill Tim

Tim stops him with the power of dad hugs

Damian immediately goes "Father 1, meet Father 2"

Bruce: "he isn't a father"

Damian: "you cannot deny the paternal role he has played in Grayson and Todd's lives"

Bruce: "hn. Fine"

There's a tearful reunion and Tim and Bruce are coparents.

Bonus: Tim and Bruce patrolling together, but Tim still wears the cheap Batsuit costume and uses the voice

#batfamily fanfic #bullet fic #tim drake #Jason todd #Dick grayson #bruce wayne #damian wayne #LOA #Batfam #Batfamily #Icaruswrites

[bruciemilf]

I desperately want a bruharvey thing where it's established that two face and Bruce are dating, but Bruce and Harvey aren't.

Harvey suffers from a classic case of " I don't want to ruin the friendship" and Two Face, very gently, but firmly, tells him he doesn't give two fucks.

"I'm ruining him in the back of my Mercedes every week, so there's no downside for me."

"There's gotta be some rule you're violating with that."

Two-Face shrugs, carefully surveying shiny, costy jelwery they scavenged from the heist. Bruce deserves the best and only the best, after all. " Why are we going to Jason's play?"

" Because he spent a week writing it and it matters to him?"

" He's gonna be a tree!"

" He read lord of the rings. He's gotta lots of feelings about trees, that's the shit he's passionate about, pretend you understand and shut up."

I just. Adore the following image:

Just Harvey and Two Face being dads. It's just so. Like. When Dick updates his costume from Robin, they think, well, at least he was convinced to wear actual PANTS.

But then. The Nightwing suit is... Is something.

"It's MY body, MY choice, "

" Of course it is, birdie, I don't mean to come off as sexualising and denying your autonomy, but,--"

Two Face swiftly cuts him off, held back only by Bruce's smaller hand on his chest, " Put on some goddam pants, you loser!"

Dick, with all the hatred safely kept in his soul, " You're BALDING,"

"...You fucking take that back--"

Bruce is mom coded in the way that he's effortlessly intimidating when he chooses to be and Harvey's dad coded in the sense that everyone is scared of him BUT his kids.

Also, Two-Face simply refuses to discipline Jason. Why would he? He's the best, most behaved, sweet boy there ever roamed this filthy earth.

Bruce pinches the space between his eyebrows. " Why did you let my four year old touch your gun?"

" He said 'please' like we thought him to, didn't he?"

" Is the safety on?"

" OH SHI-- no, yeah, doll, I didn't put the safety on before letting my toddler play with a pistol. Of course the safety's on, who do you take me for."

Jason shoots a hole right through Alfred's tea, and the wall, bubbly giggle soaked in sunshine.

"Hn."

#bruce wayne #harvey dent #two face #dc two face #dc comics #dc #text #batman #batdad #batfamily #bruharvey #dick grayson #jason todd

[wondersinwaynemanor]

when Lian started calling Bruce "Grandpa", his kids didn't want him to forget it.

Bruce passing by outside of Dick's room.

Dick, announces in his loudest voice: Ay, there's Bruce Wayne! The best Grandpa in town. No wait, second best, after Alfred.

Bruce gives his eldest a look.

Dick, lowers his voice: Sorry B, Alfred is the best in everything.

Bruce: Hn.

Bruce stands up from his chair at the dining area to get more tea.

Cass, smiles as she hands Bruce the teapot: Here. Don't tire yourself.

Bruce: Thank you, Sweetheart. But I can get my own tea-

Cass, signs "Grandpa" and leans down to kiss Bruce on the cheek.

Bruce, can't help but smile: Hn.

Steph, peaks through the door of Bruce's study room: Oooh, what's this I hear? Brucie Wayne, famous billionaire and playboy, is now a Grandpa? What would the ladies say? What would the male nation say now?

Bruce, pinches the bridge of his nose and focuses on the papers on the table: Hn.

Red Robin, speaks through the comms: I'll drive the Batmobile to you.

Batman: RR, I got it. Stay there-

Red Robin: Nah, I heard you complaining about your back pains the other night.

Batman: It's a regular occurance at this point of my life.

Red Robin, smirks: And we don't want it to be worse, right?

Batman sighs through the comms.

Red Robin: Exactly. ETA 10 minutes. Grandpa.

Batman, growls: Hn.

Duke: Just checking if you need anything before I head out for patrol, B.

Bruce, smiles: I appreciate it. Thank you Duke, but I'm good.

Duke: Steph and Tim said-

Bruce, narrows his eyes: What did they say to you?

Duke, grins: Nothing!

Bruce thinks Duke has left the Batcave but he suddenly shouts,

Duke: Watch your steps carefully when you come back up here, Grandpa. Maybe put more lighting in your cave.

Bruce: Hn.

Damian: How does it feel to be a Grandfather now, Father?

Bruce, smiles instantly: Really good. Lian is wonderful.

Damian, tries to hide a smile: I'm aware, Father. Does this mean Richard gets to be Batman again?

Bruce: What makes you say that?

Damian: Cus I don't you working too hard like Grandfather. That was unhealthy.

Bruce: I'm perfectly healthy, Damian. No need to worry-

Damian, turns off the batcomputer: I insist, Father. We shall put you to bed now.

Bruce: Isn't that my job?

Damian: I don't want to hear another word.

Bruce: Hn.

During breakfast

Jason, turns to face Bruce: Lian has been asking when she can visit her Grandpa.

Steph, howls: Brucie Wayne, the famous Grandpa of all time.

Tim, snickers: Batman, the greatest detective? More like the greatest Grandpa.

Duke, raises his glass of water: Hear, hear.

Cass, giggles as she covers her mouth.

Dick, laughs : Children, not in front of our food, please. Learn how to respect your elders.

Damian: Eat some more, Father.

Jason, laughs: They still at it, huh?

Bruce, sighs and covers his face behind the newspaper as his kids continue to tease him.

#bruce wayne is a grandpa now #and his kids never let him forget it #bless lian she's the cutest #dc quotes #batfamily incorrect quotes #incorrect batfamily quotes #dc incorrect quotes #incorrect dc quotes #batfamily #batdad #batkids #jaydad should be a tag idk #jayroy #bruce wayne #dick grayson #jason todd #tim drake #damian wayne #cassandra cain #duke thomas #stephanie brown #lian harper mention #dc #batfam headcanons

[dyslexicandakeyboard]

Each of the batkids play their own version of "car chase" music in the Batmobile.

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Damian *turns the radio onto the classical music station*

Bruce *side-eyes him*

Damian: Mother always told me to relax. This relaxes me.

Bruce: Hn

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Tim: Yes! A high speed chase. Whoo!

Tim: *Turns on 90's techo hacker music*

Bruce:

Tim: *Bumping to the music*

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Jason: Let's get our adrenaline pumping!

Jason: *Turns on death metal*

Bruce: *Grinds his teeth as he feels the begins of a headache emerge*

Jason: *Headbanging*

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Cass: *Sits in silence*

Bruce: Would you like to play some music

Cass: No

Bruce: Ok

Bruce: *Turns on Clueless soundtrack*

Cass: *Beaming*

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Stephanie: You have a radio? Sweet!

Stephanie: *Turns on Nelly Furtado*

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Duke: Why do you have a radio?

Bruce: Dick made me install it.

Duke: Can I...Uh...You know?

Bruce: *Shrugs*

Duke: *Plays Avenger's Endgame Soundtrack*

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Dick: Guess What B! I have a new song.

Dick: *Pops in CD and plays the 60's Batman theme*

Dick: You like it?

Bruce: It's nice

Dick: Knew you'd like it.

#batfam #reverse batfam #dc comics #batman #dc #bruce wayne #damian wayne #jason todd #dick grayson #cassandra cain #duke thomas #stephanie brown #duke came back for school break

[suppose-i-was-worm]

Ghost on the Stairs

**alright, alright. I asked and y'all answered. Here's my siblings Bruce and Danny fic!**

“Boo!”

Bruce clattered to a stop on the floor, holding his arms out for his baby brother as the boy toddled his way forward.

“Hey, Danny! Did you miss me while I was at school?”

Danny waved chubby arms, clearly delighted that Bruce was waiting for him. He was all of two years to Bruce’s seven, and the two of them were almost inseparable.

Chancing a look over to his mother, Bruce found her and father smiling fondly at the two of them. Alfred was coming up behind them with a tea tray.

“Boo!”

Bruce turned back to his brother, only to lurch forward as his tiny brother took a step straight into a swirling green portal that opened up from nowhere.

Danny’s screech as he fell was cut off by the portal shutting with a snap, leaving Bruce on his hands and knees, reaching for air.

Mother, father, and Alfred all clustered around him as he began to cry, and the four of them began desperately looking for the youngest member of the family.

They never found him, and a year later, Bruce lost his parents to a gun. At least that was something he could fight against.

When Bruce became Batman at the age of twenty-two, he finally erected a gravestone for his baby brother, right next to their parents. If Danny ever came back, he wouldn’t be the same boy who had vanished.

~~~

Red Robin swung into the building, breaking through the window with his momentum. The cult surrounding a magic circle on the floor of the warehouse had been causing a ruckus in Gotham, and the bats had finally had enough.

Just as they finished knocking out the cultists, the magic circle flared to life and a green pool bloomed from the floor.

Tim, purely out of scientific curiosity, leaned closer, only to be pulled back roughly by Batman.

“Stay away from it.”

“B?”

Batman grabbed a batarang from where it had landed in the melee and threw it with a precise hand, cutting through one of the lines of chalk surrounding the pool.

Narrowing his eyes, Tim watched Bruce’s face- his expression right now was all Bruce, no Bat in sight- sorrow mixed with relief.

Once the pool had vanished completely, Bruce pulled Tim into his arms.

“Woah, what’s up B?”

“I cannot lose you too.”

The moment passed, and Red Robin found himself following Batman as the vigilante swept out of the building.

~~~

“Constantine.”

“Bats. Nice of you to call. What do you need?”

“I sent you a data packet. What is the summoning circle for?”

Constantine was quiet for a long while as he perused the files Bruce had sent him. Bruce paced in front of the batcomputer, glad that all his children were in bed for the night. Somehow they had known something was wrong, and every single one of them had come to the manor- even Jason.

“Looks like an attempt to summon a being of the Infinite Realms to me.”

“Infinite Realms?”

“Mhmm. The afterlife, if you will.”

Bruce couldn’t help the small wheeze as his airways caught. Constantine didn’t seem to notice, as he continued.

“The ghosts haven’t been as active lately, not since the new king came into power. It’s been maybe two decades since?”

“I would like to meet this king.”

“Why?”

“It would be politically intelligent of us to make allies.”

Constantine sighed, long and loud.

“Fine. Give me a week to gather up the stuff.”

~~~

Jason glanced over the thin information brief that Bruce handed down, skimming it at first, until something caught his eye.

“B?”

“Hn.”

“According to this, the being we’re trying to summon is damn powerful. Wouldn’t it be better to do this on the Watchtower with more backup?”

“Yeah B,” Dick chimed in, “Constantine’s report does say that the guy is rumored to be a wandering spirit, which limits his power, but what if that’s not right?”

Jason looked back down at the papers, his eyes darting through to find out what a wandering spirit was.

A ghost that couldn’t find its grave. Part of Jason ached at the thought, and he didn’t quite understand why.

“Fine. We will summon the king at the Watchtower.”

Small victories.

~~~

Bruce was not a praying man, and yet here he was, hoping against hope that this ghost could assist him in finding out what happened to his brother.

The sigils on the floor flared to light, and a now familiar green portal swirled into being. The entire room waited with bated breath for a few moments, and then a young woman rose from the portal.

Batman knew what it felt like to be stabbed. There was no way he could have been, and yet there was a knife in his gut as he stared at this girl who looked so much like his mother, except for the inverted colors.

“The Ghost King thanks you for your call- Unfortunately he is currently unavailable. Please leave your message after the-“ the girl’s professional, almost robotic voice petered off. “Wait a minute- it’s here!”

Her eyes were wide, as was the smile she flashed at the group.

“Please hold.”

She sunk back into the pool, and Bruce took a step towards it, despairing of his chance.

And then she returned, dragging a young man up with her.

“Can you feel it, Phantom? It’s here! We can find it!”

“Calm down, Phantasm. We can go looking soon- first we need to find out why I was summoned.”

The young man turned to Diana, who was standing at the front of the group. She had been chosen as diplomatic leader, seeing as she was a Princess and Ambassador.

“Pardon my sister, how may I assist?”

Bruce let their conversation wash over him as he cataloged the young man’s features. They were so very similar- so close.

The man was both too young and too old. Daniel would be in his mid-forties had he lived, and only two if he’d died. This young man couldn’t be older than thirty.

As Diana’s explanation ended, the young man smiled.

“I agree. It would be advantageous of us to be allies, knowing what I know of this reality now. As allies, I must ask- what is the real reason I was summoned?”

He turned his green (wrong, too much like Damian’s) eyes to Bruce.

“Will you explain? The summoning was filled with great longing for something.”

Bruce stumbled forward, and surely to the shock of his teammates, friends, and children, fell to his knees before the king.

“My- my brother. He fell through a portal so similar to yours and I- I need to know what happened to him. Please.”

The king and his sister looked at each other before looking back at Bruce.

“The Infinite Realms are just that, infinite. However, I may be able to help.”

“Phantom!”

The king ignored his sister.

“What was his name, this brother of yours?”

Bruce hadn’t spoken his brother’s name in decades.

“Danny. Daniel Wayne.”

The room was so silent he could have heard a pin drop.

“And you gave him a grave when he never returned to you.”

Bruce looked up at the king, who was looking back contemplatively. The king’s sister was staring up at her brother with her mouth agape.

“I did.”

The king was very, very quiet, and the moment stretched on and on and on.

After a time, the room grew darker as the green pool closed slowly, and the two ghosts landed with barely a whisper of sound.

“I died at age fourteen,” the king began, musing his own thoughts. “As I died, I thought that the color of the ectoplasm surrounding me was too familiar in color and movement for that to have been my first experience with a portal.”

He took a step towards Bruce.

“It was terrifying and I was so afraid that I would be ripped away from everything I ever loved again.”

Two bright white rings circled the king, and Bruce found himself looking at a man who looked just like his mother, but with a twitch of the lips that was entirely his father’s.

“Hello, Boo. I’m afraid I can’t remember your name properly.”

Bruce took his cowl off slowly, wanting his baby brother to see him despite the fact that he was crying.

“We’ve got his chin, Danny.”

The girl was standing a little behind Danny, smiling. She winked at Bruce.

“He always did want to find his bio family.”

Bruce held his hand out, and Danny took it, using his position and apparently superior strength to pull Bruce into a hug.

“Bruce. Bruce Wayne.”

“Danny Nightingale- well. Nightingale-Wayne, I suppose.”

~~~

Danielle Nightingale (Wayne?) watched her original and his brother(!?!) hug it out. The big man in black was obviously not used to hugs.

“Miss?”

She turned to the inquirer, the nice looking ambassador from before. (Sue her, Dani hadn’t been listening to the conversation. She had been trying to pinpoint the location of their grave!)

“How can I help?”

Ambassador lady smiled at her.

“We were unaware that our teammate had siblings, and clearly Daniel has introduced himself. May we ask your name?”

Dani grinned.

“Oh, I’m not a sibling. I’m sibling-adjacent. Sibling clone? One of those. My name is Danielle, but I go by Dani with an i. It gets a little confusing since he’s Danny with a y.”

“I see. Welcome to the Watchtower, Dani. May I ask what you and his majesty are looking for that was found here?”

“Our grave, of course! Since I’m Danny’s clone, I can feel it too- a little distantly, but it’s not like I’ll get my own. I was born dead.”

Ambassador lady was looking a little faint. Dani took pity on her.

“But now I’m a kickass princess, so all’s well that ends well.”

“I suppose so.” The ambassador looked over at Danny and surprise brother with a small smile. “I suppose so indeed.”

#dp x dc #dp x dc fanfic #dp x batman #danny phantom #bruce wayne

[poppingaround]

Dick: I… I’m sorry B…

Tim: come on dick you can do this!

Duke: you’re the only one who can do this man!

Barbara: you are our only hope dick, please.

Dick: B I really don’t want things to end like this…

Damian: Grayson just do it!

Steph: don’t let the emotion get the better of you!

Dick: please forgive me B… *placed down a +4*

Bruce: hn.

Jason: HAHAHA TAKE THAT SUCKER.

Bruce: *put down a +2* uno.

Jason: what!!? you can’t do that!

Cass: you can’t?

Tim: well technically you can’t put a +2 after +4 just so you can escape getting more cards…

Jason: see??

Alfred: but that’s how we usually play with master Bruce when he’s younger

Jason: oh come on Alfred not you too??

Dick: you heard him Jason, rules are rules.

Jason: you’re the one starting it!!

Dick: I’m trying to save you guys!

Jason: ughhh *added 6 cards in his hands*

Jason: I hate this game, why didn’t we play monopoly.

Damian: Drake and father will just win it easily.

Tim: okay for the seventh time I swear to god that’s not how it works-

#dick grayson #tim drake #duke thomas #barbara gordon #damian wayne #stephanie brown #bruce wayne #jason todd #cassandra cain #alfred pennyworth #batfam #batfam incorrect quotes #dc #Steph: what about poker?? #Jason: oh hell nawww