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When Jon had been a child, he had disregarded Damian’s boundaries. Not intentionally, but because it is normal for children to grab, pull, and hug one another. Whether Damian complained was irrelevant, since Damian complained about everything.

As they both grew into teenagers and Damian opened up to him more, sharing details about his family life and past, Jon realized how much Damian had struggled to regain his autonomy. How not even his own body had always belonged to him.

And so Jon became more careful.

He paid more attention and really started to listen—not only to what Damian said, but to what his body did. Jon learned to recognize every slight inconsistency, every change in Damian’s breathing and facial expressions, every tension in his muscles, and the sound of his voice when he was trying to mask discomfort. It was easy. They spent so much time together that Jon absorbed all of it without really having to try.

When they were both in their early twenties and somehow ended up in a relationship, Jon became more physically affectionate.

It was just what he was used to from previous relationships. It was how he had learned to give and receive love.

But Damian never initiated. He never reached for Jon first. He always stayed inside his own little bubble, preferring to keep his personal space.

So Jon pulled back. Not because he was bitter, but because he wanted to give Damian space and wait for him to be ready to seek him out.

The problem was that it didn’t work.

The exact opposite happened instead. Damian withdrew—not just physically, but emotionally too.

Jon knew better than most that Damian sometimes needed space. Besides, there was a lot going on. Damian was extremely busy with medical school, and he was working on a case with his father.

Jon would have attributed it all to those circumstances—except Damian’s body language screamed discomfort every time Jon entered the room.

"Damian?" Jon asked one night, leaning against the doorframe of Damian’s living room. The twenty-one year old was sitting on the couch, laptop in his lap, looking up when he heard Jon's voice. "I didn’t expect you today," he said, eyebrows furrowing.

"Yeah, sorry. I just… need to talk to you," Jon admitted, entering the room and sitting down next to his boyfriend.

Jon immediately noticed the way Damian’s heartbeat quicken and his shoulders tense.

"Okay..." Damian said slowly, closing the laptop halfway and looking at Jon somewhat anxiously.

Jon suddenly didn’t know how to continue. He just knew he felt terrible and needed to fix this somehow. "Okay so...no pressure at all, it's just...I feel like we kind of grew apart and—"

"You’re seriously going to break up with me?" Damian blurred out, staring at Jon with wide eyes. His face had gone a sickly color.

For a second Jon just stared at him, caught off guard by the sudden interruption, then he blinked. "What? No."

"No?" Damian asked, now looking confused on top of anxious "But you’ve been distant."

Jon was certain that something in his brain had snapped, because now nothing made sense anymore. "Damian," he said slowly. "What do you think was happening?"

Damian’s expression tightened. "You stopped touching me…"

Jon looked lost. "But… you were the one who grew distant."

"What are you even talking about?" The youngest Wayne sounded irritated now.

Jon rubbed a hand over his face.

"You never initiate anything, Dami. Ever. And I know your history. I was trying to give you the freedom to decide when you wanted to cuddle or whatever. I thought you didn’t like physical contact."

Damian actually looked offended—and a little embarrassed. "Yeah, physical contact from people I barely know, not from you, idiot."

"But you never— you were always so tense, and you never initiated and—"Jon stopped when he noticed that Damian's face had turned red. "Oh...I’m stupid."

"A lot."

Jon pressed his hand against his own forehead. "Oh my god, you were just nervous."

Damian groaned and buried his face in his hands. "Please don’t say that out loud."

Jon laughed despite himself. "This is just… wow." Damian seemed more relaxed than Jon had seen him in weeks—despite the awkward conversation. "I’m sorry, Dames," he said, pulling him close. "For scaring you."

Damian let himself be pulled in, pressing his forehead against Jon’s shoulder with a tired sigh.

Weeks. They had spent weeks accidentally making each other miserable.

"I thought I was respecting your boundaries. I never planned on breaking up," Jon promised.

"I thought you lost interest…", Damian admitted quietly. "It was really stressing me out."

Jon leaned his head against Damian’s. "I’m sorry."

"And I’m sorry for making you feel like I didn’t want you to...hug me or stuff," Damian said awkwardly. "I have embarrassingly little experience with these things."

Jon snorted. "That’s not embarrassing, it’s hot."

"Stop saying stupid shit."

"Fine, sorry."

spicy-apple-pie

OMG SOOOOO CUTE!!!

ask-the-fishdick-deactivated201

REBLOG IF IT IS OKAY TO COME INTO YOUR INBOX AND SAY THE RANDOMEST SHIT I CAN THINK OF BECAUSE I REALLY WANT TO INTERACT WITH YOU.

hannrum

Disaster bisexuals and their supportive friend/dad

frownyalfred

something something Thomas Wayne always picked up toddler Bruce when they were crossing streets because Bruce was a curious kid and as soon as he could run away and look at something interesting, he did, except adult Bruce doesn’t remember that part, only the part where fathers pick up their kids at crosswalks so when he adopts Dick, even though the kid was pushing 12, it’s an instant “ah yes, this is what parents must do, see Alfred, I understand how to raise children” and it ends with Dick being picked up at every crosswalk in downtown Gotham when they’re out and about, the local media being enamored with how “parental” Bruce Wayne is being, and a very confused Dick Grayson who is so used to being picked up anyway for vaults and flips that he just…lets it happen. because yeah, he’s too old for it, and Alfred is politely hiding a smile behind his coffee, but Bruce never drops him. Bruce’s arms never tire. and maybe, just maybe, there’s the feeling that they might be able to do this together forever

darksilveraster

#also they have matching pics decades apart#toddler Bruce tearing at Thomas’ hair near the Gotham national crosswalk trying to jump down#Thomas smiling and holding him up even higher#and then later Bruce holding dick up#and they’re both smiling

iamlituhrallybatman

I imagine that we should be glad Bruce became Batman.

Because in my head, every universe Bruce isn't Batman goes one way.

And that is he becomes a doctor and still adopts kids whose parents he's tried saving but couldn't.

And now these kids gonna kill for him.

The Graysons died on impact, but Bruce still ran from the crowd to check their vitals and made sure he got custody of their child. He tried saving Catherine when she overdosed but was too late. He helped organize the Drakes' funeral.

Now, Dick, Jason and Tim are menaces. It's on-sight for anyone who is a threat to their dad. God help you if Alfred catches wind of it.

Funniest part? They never tell each other they're killing for their dad.

Some guy punched Bruce and called him a curse because he didn't hook him up with prescription drugs? Dick dumps his body in a river on Gotham's outskirts. Comes home on time for dinner and reading Jason a book.

Some employee blackmailing Bruce because ehe has experience and money? Well, tortured and overdosed because Jason knows all you need to about drugs. Comes home and asks Bruce if he'll die eating 2 panadols for his headache.

Some pervert thinking they can touch Bruce when no one's looking? Well, they're hung outside Luthor's hospital from a lamppost because Tim read the threatening email Luthor sent Bruce. Comes home and listens to Bruce drone about his patients that day.

One fateful day, Tim hired help online to trudge the body of a bartender who helped spike Bruce's drunk into a hired van. The hired help is Jason. The getaway driver is Dick. They all pause and do the Spiderman meme, pointing at each other.

Once they meet and realise they all in this together, the kill count goes up FAST.

All the while, Brucr is oblivious, sipping his tea Alfred gave him, vowing to keep his sweet, innocent, can-do-nothing-wrong kids away from a life of violence and crime.

atomikats

how often do you think he has a “this is someone’s baby” moment with the robins and why is your answer “all the time”

atomikats

how often do you think he has a “this is someone’s baby” moment with the robins and why is your answer “all the time”

meredithmcclaren

'McDonalds! McDonalds! McDonalds!'

gotham-blight

mmm honestly i haven’t really seen this concept in superbat before but like omega bruce being rejected for being too “alpha” due to his stature, his build, his job, etc. people only ever want to sleep w him but not actually get into a relationship. and like he’s batman yk, he shouldn’t be discouraged or upset by this but he is 😫

like it’s crazy, bruce is SO omega. when he’s not working, he practically lives in his nest w his pups. he’s so protective of pups, does really like physical affection (as long as they ask if they can touch him), and like he does want someone to be able to make him feel safe. and like bruce’s attitude isn’t even alpha like, he’s just bossy bc he has to be. he has to try to make ppl actually listen/take him seriously in his everyday life. he’s also bratty too cuz he enjoys pushing ppl’s buttons (he’s a little shit)

BUT LIKE YEAH. i really like that concept especially when u pair it w ppl mistaking him to be an alpha and treating him like once which creates miscommunication between each other because he’s not actually an alpha. and he doesn’t understand alpha cues/instincts. i think it’s funny if in the jl, they try to alpha posture towards him and it completely goes over his head cuz he doesn’t have that instinct, haha.

I really do like this concept! I like it so much that there's no way I could make this into a drabble; I feel like it would need to be a proper fic. So, I might add this to my list of proper fics to write!

The idea alone of Bruce being impassive and confused by Alpha posturing is adorable. There's infighting in the league, and he just stares, completely unimpressed with them.

Everyone thinks that he MUST be a strong alpha because of it, but the entire time they're fighting, all he can think of is the puppy that's waiting patiently in the nest for him, and how badly he misses their scent.

Mama Bruce supremacy!!!!!

ancientdreams-in-a-modernland

Duke, randomly blinding his siblings just for fun.

movedoncpointss

Clark Kent and Bruce Wayne things.

ok, sorry for the spam

superman-creampieing-batman

OOO!!

what do you think is the FIRST thing clark did after kissing bruce at the altar after they got married? :3

The first thing he probably did after that is hold Bruce's half conscious body up because Clark kissed him for too long, completely forgetting that Bruce is a human and needs to breathe and cry a little about almost killing his wife of 2 seconds lol.

But fr, I think they both are too drunk on the dream like blissful happiness to do anything more than just stare into each other's eyes for the rest of the function. No one could get them to separate even for a millisecond. Clark's hand was glued to Bruce's waist, both of them sporting the biggest smiles ever and kissing a million times more, and confessing their love again and again.

The FIRST thing Clark did after the ceremony was fly Bruce out to the fortress of solitude to complete their wedding by getting mated officially in kryptonian customs. They did all of the rituals and sealed their irreversible bond forever.

After the kryptonian ceremony, Clark flew way up in the atmosphere with Bruce in his arms to show him a star bursting in the atmosphere. The star was Krypton, that is millions of light away from Earth. Their wedding day overlapped with the day Krypton's explosion was visible from Earth, and Clark wanted Bruce, now his whole world, to be there with him to witness that moment in his life.