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DC LOVER

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Master list for WUC!Batfam meet OG!Batfam.

Credit to @ultraviolettefan works for Wash-Up Celebrity Bruce. I'm just doing the crossover.

Parts:

• [Part 1]

• [Part 2]

• [Part 3]

Tags (my OG works):

#Luckyblogs batfam content.

#Luckyblogs

[bruce-wayne-enjoyer]

Space has no smell, which is why Hal loves coming home to be enveloped in nice scents

When he moved in with the Waynes some few months into dating Bruce, his olfactory senses were refreshed by scents he normally can't afford

The scented candles assigned to every room. The fine body washes everyone used. The blooming aroma of the manor's extravagant kitchen. The rolling yard full of flowers.

But above all, Hal loved the scent of Bruce

Whether he smelled like gunpowder and scum as Batman, or sugar and mint as a Wayne, Hal loved smelling Bruce

Bruce doesn't mind, but he does love it when Hal pushes into the crook of his neck or doesn't release his hands after kissing them, just to take a deep breath of his skin and be overwhelmed by his lover's presence

Bruce thinks it's terribly intimate, the way Hal's head follows his direction. He's done some cheesy maneuvers to get him a kiss or two from it

It would be cute, if only they weren't freaky with it

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[during a JL meeting, Hal and Bruce sitting across for each other, staring at each other unblinkingly]

[Hal is noticeably keeping two fingers from his dominant hand close to his nose]

[something happens in the meeting. Hal takes a deep inhale to speak and lets his hand fall away. Bruce sees this and clears his throat loudly]

Clark, sitting next to Bruce and seeing this shit too, closing his eyes tight: Lord Jesus if it's my time then let thy will be done...

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Bruce, curtly: Green Arrow, have you seen Lantern? I plan to realign him with the latest Watchtower developments and updates after his prolonged off-planet mission

Oliver, smelling a vintage chanel perfume on the batsuit:

Oliver:

Oliver: Now you know damn well—

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Hal: [nosing along Bruce's neck while Bruce sits on his lap facing everyone as he blabbers]

Bruce: [lets it happen]

Diana, turning to Barry: I do believe this is what the youths call... the Omegaverse?

Barry, sick in the stomach: PLEASE never say this again about it

[luckycloverease]

WUC!Batfam meet OG!Batfam.

[Part 1] << [Part 2] >> [Part 3]

Yay!!! Another part!! Sorry for the wait. And I forgot about Duke Thomas forgive me! @ultraviolettefan thank you for helping me get through my writing block. It was suck-

Warning: Long.

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The batkids were stunned as they watched the scene. Tim, still recording, covered his mouth. Jason groans, rubs his back from all the struggles he had, he can feel his back crack. He took off his helmet. If Tim is shocked, he didn't show it.

Dick looked up and paused: "Mum! We— ...you're not him.."

Jason quickly looks up and stares at his 'mum', examine him: "Yeah you look old— mmff!"

Bruce, covers little Jason's mouth to stop him saying it again: "I know kiddo. I know."

Duke: "Wait Mama? Why did they call you that?"

The kids, deliberately, let go of Bruce. They are finally aware of their surroundings and look around. Who are these people? Some look familiar. Well, this is scary.

Damian felt the room and moved his head to look down at-

Damian, hold out his grabby hands to Dick: "Didi!"

Dick, reach out to him: "Dam-dam!! Oh thank god! We've been looking for you!""

Bruce lets Dick hold Damian as they hug each other, giving comforts. Jason looks at him with suspicion, if this is not their Mama... Then, who is this? Tim looks like his head gear is spinning as he looked at them one by one.

Steph: "Aww actually, this is so cute."

Tim: "I got it on video- looks like this is what baby Damian's looks like."

Damian, grumble: "Delete that-"

Tim, hands out to make a 'hold up' signal: "Wait!"

They all stared at him.

Tim pointed at a specific older version of them: "HE LOOKS LIKE ME BUT IN OLDER VERSION OF ME AND THAT TALL MULLET GUY LOOKS LIKE DICK AND THAT GUY WITH THE RED HELMET GUY ALMOST LOOKS LIKE JASON-"

Jason, taken aback: "Almost...?"

Tim continued, point : "And THAT SWORD TEENAGE GUY LOOK LIKE DAMIAN!"

Tim, Steph & Jason: "Pfft—"

Damian:

Cass smiles and gives a thumbs up: "Good job. I'm Cassandra."

Tim: "I know."

Bruce can't help but ruffles Tim's hair, feeling proud about it. Guess they're still them but he don't know about that yet. Tim gave a small smile, internally joyful.

Duke introduces himself with a wave: "I'm Duke Thomas if you haven't met me as a kid."

Steph grin: "Stephanie Brown."

Dick blinks and looks at his older version of him: "Wait really? Woah..."

Dick waved him with a smile: "What's up!"

Jason looks at older Jason, his eyes widen: "That's me? What happened..?"

Jason is annoyed by the question but smirks. So he pretends to be angry as a joke: "WHAT HAPPENED WAS-"

Jason jolt, raise hands in mock-surrender: "That- that came out wrong!"

Dick, gawked: "Jaybird no!"

Bruce sighed and pinch his nose bridge: "Jason, stop."

Damian arms crossed: "That's immature of you."

Tim tsk disappointedly: "Harsh man. Don't give another trauma dump to a child."

Jason scoffs and nodded, zipping his mouth. He guess it decided for the best to shut up. Jason thinks it was him that they scolded but it was his older version. Damian in Dick's arm looked up from his shoulders.

Damian: "Mama!! I'm hungry!"

If Bruce got stabbed in the heart, he didn't show it. However, Dick shook his head.

Dick: "Sorry Dames, that's not Mama—.."

Alfred appears out of nowhere: "Then should I serve some cookies and tea?

The kids flinched, not just the way he just pop-up but it's Alfred. (If you read WUC then you know what I mean.)

Damian huff and rolled his eyes, giving a scowl look before turning away from him. Alfred raised one of his brows, 'what an innapropriate behaviour but this is Damian. Should be expecting that'.

Now you see here; this batfamily cannot be surprised by his reaction, heck they didn't even think this kid never had an attitude this early of age and never likes anyone (LIES!! ONLY BRUCE, DICK & JASON HE LOVES). But what they didn't expect is the other children's reactions towards Alfred.

It didn't go unnoticed from the batfam as they are good at reading body language and subtle movements. However, their expression and everything is not subtle enough to hide.

Damian is giving a hostile energy toward the butler and not giving any response or greeting.

Dick gave him a frown and clicked his tongue. Same as Damian, he got a terrifying cold aura that screams 'Step away from us!' to him.

Jason didn't know what to say to Alfred but he kept his distance, nod in greeting. Tim just wave a 'hi' then rapidly put his hands down.

Steph can't help but mumbled: "Awkward.."

Bruce think this is ridiculous as he furrowed his brows, watching this new interactions even though they don't talk but tension is there. Dick look between Alfred and the kids and try to break the tension like right now.

Dick with a smile, steps in: "Okay, now we have our warm-up greetings. Let's go back up and eat something, shall we?"

Dick using his elbow to nudge Steph to back him up. Steph looks at him in confusion before quickly realized.

Steph: "Uhm- Y-yeah I'm starving. Let's go eat."

Alfred reminds them: "Right then. I already set the table and snacks."

The batfams walk up to the main bat cave with the kids in tow. Bruce right behind them, thinking about their reactions toward Alfred. What did their Alfred do to make them dislike the butler? Jason and Tim seems distance or not knowing what to say to him but at least there's no hatred except Dick and Damian.

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Meanwhile with Bruce and Cassandra.

During when the boys have been exploring the 'cave'. Bruce noticed it was eerily quiet, when he looked up, he realized they're not here.

The kids... missing.

In panicked, he sat up so fast that he thought he was gonna fall if it wasn't for Cass who held him steady. She looked at him with a concerned gaze before looking around and saw no brother of hers in sight. Her breath hitched. Cass hands Bruce his cane and they are going around to look for them.

The garden is massive but it doesn't even begin to encompass the sheer size of the Wayne Estate. The Wayne Manor sits on top of a hill of an island that's almost detached from the rest of the city if it weren't for the man-made road made to connect it to Gotham.

Bruce called them out: "DICK?! JASON?! DAMIAN!!"

Bruce's heart pounding against his rib cage. Searching the garden itself would take an entire day, but just as Bruce was about to attempt it, he feels a meek tug on his sleeve and he looks down to see Cass pointing at the garden wall, there's a relatively large hole going through it and Bruce felt his own blood run cold.

Despite his struggles, he rushes towards the hole and Cass quickly followed after him. Bruce saw footprints, the markings of their shoes which Bruce has already memorized imprinted on the soft dirt and he and Cass followed them in haste.

The footprints led them to the tunnel far ahead. He heard squeaks and some wings flaps. Bruce blanche and gulps, he sees the fruit bats above. How he hates bats. Cass snaps him out before they return to their task to find the boys. They start walking. Well, Bruce is having trouble walking, almost losing his balance because of the soft dirt that doesn't support his cane. However, thanks to Cass supporting his weight, he didn't fall.

The tunnel has some light and it blinds them as they walk through it and the ground becomes more solid. There's some blue silhouette, and something machine humming. As they finally walk out of the tunnel, they both look up with eyes widened and gasp.

Bruce: "What..?"

Cass blinked, lean close to Bruce:

Bruce shocked his head, he looked around and there was a path to go up. Bruce and Cass went up stairs. Oh how he needs the elevator.

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Few minutes ago before Bruce and Cass went looking for them.

Dick, Jason, Damian and Tim are still in the bat cave, sitting on the floor with a mat below them. There's cookies and tea, even cocoa to make it... sincerely (?). They tried not to give in.

They did and ate the cookies. They are sitting on the mat but Damian is sitting on Dick's lap. Dick is sitting between Jason and Tim. Both leaning on to Dick.

Damian is huffy puffy and only nibbles the cookies as if it's contagious but the taste is still good.

So they end up eating snacks in silence with no interaction until now.

The batfams watched them, studied them. Dick decided to join them with a smile.

Dick: "So how's the cookies?"

The kids reactions: "Mm.."/"Good"/*Nod*/*huff*

Dick externally smiles while internally flinching with a thought: 'That's it?'

And so the question begins. First the discussion.

Damain: "We need to know how to send them back."

Jason: "Call Constantine? Or Zatanna? I mean, it's getting normal now. Many time travelers and some dimensions cross. Surely this is easy."

The batfams: *Nodded in agreement*

Steph, who wanted to have fun and need to know about their side of the world: "Can't we just need a little more time to know about them?"

Tim: "Oh? That's good."

Bruce: "I don't think that would be—"

Steph ignored and went her way to the boys with a shitty eating grin: "So what's your Bruce looks like?"

Bruce, sighed and face-palmed: "necessary. of course.."

Dick perks up and smiles: "You mean Mama? He's-"

Before Dick can answer, Damian interrupts him and answers first, followed by the others.

Damian: "THE BEST! HE'S THE BEST MAMI IN THE WHOOOLEEE WORLDDD!! HE'S PRETTY! HE CAN COOK! HE PAINT HIS FACE TO LOOK MORE PRETTY!"

Tim: "Pfft--"

Jason: "Huh?"

Steph, interested by little Damian rant: "Aww."

Damian confused for the 'paint himself pretty' part: "Beg your pardon??"

Dick, who knows Bruce in the first place, is more appalled at the cooking part. Duke and Cass listened in. In the clock tower, Barbara took a screenshot for toddler Damian because he's so cute.

And before Dick could speak, Jason cuts him off again.

Jason, corrected Damian: "You mean make-up Dames. It's make-up. And yeah his pretty good at doing make-up. Moreover, he helped me practice my line for my theater show-"

Jason, jaw drop: "Wait? I could have been a theater kid??"

Bruce raised his brow at his statement.

Jason proudly continued: "He always comes to my show! Mom also sponsors and creates a theater campaign to all who wants to join! And it's also for me. Yes, I'm the reason he started that theater camp. And mom helped me a lot and his hugs are always the best."

Damian nodded his head enthusiastically that Dick had to slow his movement before he cracked his neck. Dick smiles at his actions.

Alfred side eyes Bruce. Bruce ignored but he can't ignore to Jason who's head whip to him with a stare 'That could've been me if I have no trauma!!'

Jason finally finished but Dick kept quiet just so Tim can have his next.

Tim fiddles his fingers: "Bruce let me and Cass watch Jason's show even when we don't have the tickets. Also, he even let us spend time at his manor to have fun with Dick, Jason and Damian..."

Tim is almost kind of shy because Bruce is actually his idol too. He finished: "He's very pretty... And nice..."

After the younger kids each have their turn, Dick stares at them and see if there's any addition. Quiet, nice.

Dick finally gets to answer: "He's very soft and warm."

The whole room:

Cass clapped her hands, and acknowledged their explanations. The kids proudly smiled at it.

Steph: "Aww that's so cute."

Dick look at Bruce: "That's really different from ours."

Duke: "Honestly, too different. And they look young. Does that mean their Bruce adopted them early. Wait how did they—"

Jason raise hand: "Can we come back where I can be a theater kid??"

Tim: "Wait you mention Cass. That also means she's here with you early."

Alfred: "But our Miss Cassandra was adopted years later."

Cass looked at Tim in question. Damian finally took a step forward.

Damian: "How did you and you Fa- Mother meet together?"

Duke wave hand vaguely: "Ah finally good question."

Before they could get an answer, they heard a shout.

"BOYS?!"

They looked up and found Bruce... Bruce in his early mid 20s, Bruce who looks young WITH NO SCARS??? And LITTLE CASSANDRA?? WAIT IS BRUCE USING A CANE??

Before they could come back to themselves, the kids sat up and ran to their Bruce. Tim to Cass.

Dick, Jason, Damian: "Mom!"/"Mama!!"

Tim: Cass!"

Bruce slowly drop to his knees and opens his arms and hugs them, tightly. Cass in tow.

The batfams watched the scene and realized this Bruce is really different than theirs. Why? Well...

Bruce quickly lets go before he expects them to explain. Bruce quickly turns into a mother hen to find if they have any injury on them. He quickly examines and moves his hand to his children. Patting here and there, heads to toe. Even looking through their teeth if they knocked their tooth out. They are young so the baby tooth could come out.

Bruce checking them one by one rapidly: "Are you okay? Are you hurt? Let me see your teeth!!"

Dick, gets his teeth checked, trying to talk but his mom's hands are still on his mouth: "Aif ine! Mm-Aa"

Jason's next: "Yaa!"

Then Damian who didn't mind: "Ahh"

Tim also getting teeth checked: "Kass??"

Suddenly, Cass did the same to Tim. Mimicking Bruce action.

Steph: "Oh wow."

Cass nodded. Tim recording with a smile with Duke trying to stop Damian from eliminating him. Jason questions his life choice.

Dick blinked. He didn't know what to say in this but he felt a little empty. Would Bruce do this too..?

Bruce looked at them. Especially their Bruce. Is that what he looks like? Wait did he even travel the world to look for a mentor? Hold on did he become batman? Only one way to find out.

Bruce is about to scold them but not before he realizes he and his children are not alone. He looked up and saw them.

He stood up, with the help of his kids. Holding the cane for balance. He glances at them before he set his gaze set on... Bruce. What?

Bruce moves his kids behind him: "Who are you guys? What is this place?"

Bruce holds out his hands to set peace between them: "We're not here to harm you. We can help to send you back."

Tim: "I already called them. So they are on their way."

Alfred steps in, about to help them feel comfortable while waiting for the magicians arrival: "Well Master Bruce. Perhaps I could be assist—"

Bruce backs up and almost loses his balance. Giving Alfred a disgusting expression with his hostile tone: "Back off."

The batfams stunned, so not only the kids react to Alfred negatively but Bruce himself. One question has set on their mind.

'WHAT THE HELL DID THIS ALFRED DO TO THEM??'

[felicitykings]

You saw him.

[luckycloverease]

..woah. now I finally have a vision for live-action instead of seeing as cartoon characters

[fn300v2]

Miss them again😋💖

[luckycloverease]

Hello to the people irl that found this (and know me behind the account) and make a weird face. Pak off. I'm happy and miserable with my life.

[hagihino]

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OOOHH they're so cute together!!

[jasontoddscrowbars]

Jason, freshly returned from the Lazarus: *spends hours meticulously placing bomb on Batmobile without Bruce noticing only not to ever detonate it because it wasn’t teenage angsty enough*

Bruce, finding bomb when washing the car three weeks later: what the actual fuck?

—— three years later——

Bruce: I still don’t get how it got there.

Jason: your midsection? It’s called aging, men tend to lose muscle tone and gain fat Bruce, don’t worry. Some women like it, they call it a dilf.

Bruce:

Jon: my dad calls him that.

Bruce: I’m not talking about my stomach- which is more toned than ever! I’m talking about the bomb!

Jason, excitedly sitting up: where?

Bruce: not here!

Tim: duh, so where? Somewhere near by?

Tim glances towards the window he sits by, begins to peak out through blinds for any bursts of lights.

Tim, in a deeper tone: can we see the explosion from here?

Bruce punches his nose.

Bruce: three years ago I found a bomb under my car. I don’t know how it got there.

The boys all glance at Jason briefly. Bruce pauses as Jason just whistles while getting up from the sofa, turning away.

Bruce: I should have realized. All of the criminals around here are too idiotic to have been able to pull something off like that.

Dick: and Jason isn’t?

Tim: I think it takes an idiot to have the patience to do something like that. He has one brain cell and it plays the mission impossible theme song on repeat.

Jason, on the other side of the room playing drums with pencils against Jon’s back: dun dun dundun dun dun dundun dun dun dundunn dun dododoooo dododoooo

Bruce: does Clark really call me a dilf?

[luckycloverease]

'Bruce pinches* his nose.'

It's okay boo. I gotchu.

[jasontoddscrowbars]

Bruce pulls up in the Batmobile.

Dick: where have you been? It’s been hours.

Bruce: you know how when babies have a hard time sleeping parents take them for drives?

Bruce points to the back seat. Tim’s buckled up tight and passed the fuck out so hard he’s drooling. Jason raises his camera, takes a shot. He’s forgotten the flash was on though and the light fills the car.

Bruce: no!

Tim begins to stir. As Bruce growls Jason scoffs an apologetic laugh. Tim sits up looking around with tired eyes.

Tim, beginning to take off his seatbelt: oh. We’re back. Good, I have work to do-

Bruce, getting out: nope.

Tim, pausing:

Bruce: Jason and Dick have an errand to run.

Bruce: a real long ride and they need your help.

Dick glares Jason down who gulps.

Bruce: right boys?

Dick:

Jason: right.

[papayafromtv]

i love BAMF 10 yr old Damian who can clock everybody's shit, but there is also something so funny to me about dumb-bitch-child Damian. like i need there to be a world where. hold on no i just need to write the conversation hold on

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*Damian, out of nowhere on patrol one night*

Damian: you know.., there was a solid 2 year period at the league compound where i thought you were Batman.

Jason:

Jason: what?

Damian: yeah- ‘cause like, i was seven. and i met you for the first time after you came out the pit and were all big already. and i didn’t know anything about my father apart from, like, what my mother told me of him, right? and so when i met you, and i never actually heard anybody call you your name—just Mother referring to you as ‘one of Gotham’s greatest heroes’ and everybody calling you ‘prince’, in my little seven-year-old head, i was like ‘ok so this must be him then’.

Jason: what the fuck.

Damian: well you looked a lot like him. i’d only ever seen one grainy photo of the man taken from a distance and you fit the description; same build, hair, eyes, broody manner and passion for justice. you were everything i’d ever thought Batman was supposed to be, so when Mother started giving you special treatment and demanding you be treated like somebody important within the league, i thought that was just her lingering affection for an ex.

Jason:

Jason: is that why you made me teach you how to ride a bike?

Damian: yeah i was trying to make up for lost time.

Damian: i don’t know how you didn’t pick up on it—i called you Father like, religiously.

Jason: …to be honest i just wasn’t fluent in Arabic yet. when i finally did figure out that’s what you were saying i just assumed you were making a dig at the fact that i slept with Talia that one time.

Damian: yeah that was- can i be honest with you? i set that up.

Jason:

Jason: what.

Damian: originally Mother wasn’t going to meet with you in person that night, she was going to send a messenger in place, but i snuck into her chambers and edited her schedule so she’d be in the area anyway and would go see you herself.

Jason:

Damian: then i ordered food for where you were staying online in the hopes that you'd chat and realise you still loved each other.

Jason: that’s where those oysters came from-!

Damian: yeah i didn’t- i didn’t actually realise how problematic you and her being together was until after i came to Gotham. i was just trying to have a parent-trap moment and get my mom and dad back together, you know? i didn’t know you were seventeen, i just thought the Lazarus Pit had made you look more youthful than before.

Jason:

Jason, dryly: because famously, as you can tell by looking at Ra’s, that’s what the Lazarus Pit does.

Damian: listen i was eight.

Damian: -and i didn’t force you guys to do anything—this is still on my Mother for going with it; and for bad communication. if she had at any point spoken to me clearly about my father then that misunderstanding wouldn’t have ever happened.

Jason: so… when did you figure out I wasn’t Bruce Wayne…?

Damian:

Damian: well… it was complicated?

Jason: which means?

Damian: it means at first Mother told me i was just going to Gotham with you, which made me think, like, ‘yay, i get to go home with Dad’ right? and then we got to Gotham and saw Batman and Robin out and you started getting mad at a ‘replacement’, and i thought you were mad because your Robin replaced you with a new Batman.

Jason, incredulous: oh my god.

Damian: -yeah, but then we had that whole confrontation with them during patrol where you told Batman i was his son and that Talia Al Ghul wanted you to put me in his care, and i was just standing behind you like… what fucking game are you playing here Father?

Jason: *snort* you didn’t- that didn’t fucking tip you off?

Damian: no! i was like 2 years deep into this belief at this point, nothing was gonna shake me. i came to the conclusion that you were sending me in as a spy or something, so i went along with it. we got back to Wayne Manor and Pennyworth greeted Batman by saying ‘welcome back, Master Bruce’ and i got really mad at Tim because i was like ‘oh so not only did he replace Batman but he did it with the first fat fuck he found with the same first name, huh.’

Jason: *wheeze*

Damian: so i didn’t really try to kill Tim because i wanted Robin; i was doing it for your, the original Batman’s, honour.

Jason: oh my god????

Damian: ...yeah. i didn't- ok, honestly? i didn't really clock that you weren't the original Batman until after you unmasked yourself in front of everyone for the first time.

Jason: -EXCUSE ME-?

Damian: because- BECAUSE, in the league everybody just called you by 'prince' or 'the Gotham boy', and then in Gotham nobody knew your identity so everybody just called you Red Hood. it wasn't until you revealed your identity to the family and everybody started crying about some 'Jason Todd' that was still alive that i came to the realisation that nobody had ever point blank told me your name was Bruce Wayne.

Jason, in awe: wait- wait oh my god i do remember you being really fucking quiet during that whole reveal..,

Damian: yeah i was- i was coming to terms with a lot of stuff in that moment.

Jason: WHY DIDN'T YOU SAY ANYTHING?!

Damian: what am i, stupid? looking back a year or so later, yeah it's a funny memory of how stupid i was as a kid. in the moment? you couldn't have fucking waterboarded that info out of me.

Jason:

Jason: you know. it does kinda- oh my god it makes so much sense now,

Damian: what does?

Jason: Tim told me the first time they let you in the Batcave he watched you walk up to my memorial case, read the plaque, and then loudly go, 'who the fuck is Jason Todd'. and i always thought that was real fuckin' weird considering i'm your emergency contact.

Damian: *wheezes*

Jason: were you disappointed that the fake-Bruce was your actual dad, then?

Damian: honestly i was more troubled at the realisation that i'd actively participated in the action of trying to get my mother and adoptive brother to bang.

Jason:

Jason:

Jason: alright that's fair,

[occasionalauthoring]

Ten People You'd Like to Know Better

tagged multiple and I don't wanna play favourites...also the thread was real long so:

Last Song: everywhere i go hollywood undead

Currently Watching: nothing and its pissing me off but i cant risk my laptop to sail the seven seas

Current Obsession: getting back into my ao3 because its exam season. it happens every time.

Currently Reading: still orlando by virginia woolf...dammit college

Currently Working On: bruce + dick fic before duke week cause its a writing bug and i need it out the way to focus

Last Search: a type of necklace cause i want to try and make it for my friend

@ilovemybruciewayne @veythegay @loonstar4477 @vantabat @touchofhemlocktea @joekitsu @mylifeisfruk4ever @lostmonsterposts @ultraviolettefan @superman-creampieing-batman @nikiexe0

[ultraviolettefan]

Last Song: Sweater Weather. Yo' girl is still in her yearning phase, I'm afraid. And it's cold out here

Currently Watching: The D4vd's Homicide Case, covered by Rotten Mango (y'all she's so good. If you're not watching her, why not?)

Current Obsession: My Washed Up Celebrity AU, cuz like it's starting to get fun for me againnnn ugh, I should push out 5.2 already so I can work part 6 (been waiting on ts for EVERRE

Currently Reading: Secret Third Route by Kurorotic. A Kenma/Kuroo fanfic from the anime "Haikyuu!!"—I'm always looking for more bottom Kuroo with top Kenma; planning on adding to the lack of this content later.

Currently Working On: i hadn't started on Part 5.2 yet and I had put Defying Fate on the back burner after The Great Flood, aka the complete restart of the 40k, 5 chapters worth of story. Sorry 'bout that—felt like I needed to reload my vocabulary after the back-to-back posting lmfao.

Last Search: CPA board exams. I'm not even taking the course anymore but I got defensive because there were many people online who kept downing Accounting graduates for either not taking or failing the board exams. The programme itself was already hell incarnate.

@nigaki @luckycloverease @batbloat @urk-m @k1ngzee @capricious-bastard13 @superbatismyreligion @bruce-wayne-enjoyer

[luckycloverease]

Last song: Diablo by Lexie Liu

Currently Watching: Jujutsu Kaisen./

Current Obsession: Washed-Up Celebrity. Same Violet😖.

Currently reading: Flowers of Agápē by DescendedGaia. (It got about 74 chap y'all) Kim Suho/Kim Hajin. The Novel's Extra fanfic. I wish someone would do an ORV and TNE crossover such as 'The man is forgotten (but the legend lives on) by xXx_HELIOPHOBIA_xXx' (30 each long chapters) Totally recommend it!! / Also I'm stuck on webtoon to read.

Currently working: Part 2 for WUC!Batfam meets OG!Batfam. Just so you know, I spend so much on fanon that I forgot what their canon is. Just a little, I don't wanna larp. Sorry. I wanna do my

Last search: Type of cats for my OCs

Little note: Unmarked: the last string but— I lost my passion and I don't know how to end it! So sorry for discontinuing!! It is my self-write and to know how it feels to post my work to the public. Sorry y'all!

Just gonna tag people I know and read their blogs a lot-

@frownyalfred @birthofcassiopeia @eiiegeia @nigaki @bruce-wayne-enjoyer @brucedefender4eva @batbloat @lovesick-joey @jasontoddscrowbars @papayafromtv @chiplin @despiteflower @dictearchive @red-plutoo

[ilovemybruciewayne]

Red Hood barged in, Batman at his heels. Jason suddenly turned around, making THE Batman missteps, pointing an accusatory finger at the man. He pressed it to the kevlar chest a couple of times, mouth opening and closing, not saying anything. Someone whispered about how small Batman looked. Hood just turned around and kept walking. Batman raised his hands, trying to catch his arm, and quickly followed behind with clear nervousness.

Everyone at the main room of the Watchtower stood in shock at the display.

The pair walked (Hood trudged, Batman lumbered, much to everybody's horror) to the detention bay. Not a word spoken, Hood shoulders were tight, tense. Batman exuded worry.

Hood practically kicked the doors down. The few newbies inside stood up in diverse defense positions, Batman quickly standing between them with placating hands extended to both sides. Jason ignored them all and moved to a cell.

"How THE FUCK did this happened?!" He yelled.

Bruce just shrugged. "I work with incompetent people... And I was carrying an insane amount of confiscated kryptonite on my car"

Batman walked to the cell door. "But how- No. Why are you detained? What happened to the others?" He spoke while unlocking the cell.

"No, I want to know what fucking asshole kept you locked for almost a day before allowing a call? What the FUCK IS WRONG WITH-?!"

Bruce stepped out the cell, grabbing one of the hands his son was wildly moving around. "The founders are currently on an intergalactic mission. I had to bring the cargo here, so I take this as a win" He shrugged again, smiling at them. "But, why are on the costume?"

Batman shoulders slumped forward as he sighed "Dick is out of town, and I thought it would save us some trouble if one of us-"

"Tim's stupid, that's why. He's so much fucking shorter. If nobody noticed, you will need to clean this place"

"YOU DIDN'T WANT TO PUT IT ON!"

"IT WAS UNNECESSARY!!"

"Sons..." The other heroes in the room gaped at them. Bruce turned to them and softly smiled. "Excuse me, but I will need all of your names. I will write a report on this"

"Oh, I already got them!" Batman beamed.

"I know, sweetheart" Bruce petted Tim's shoulder. "But I want them to tell me, you know. Professionalism."

"Oh... Right, right"

"Still, thank you"

"PLEASE, can we go now? I'm mad, I'm hungry, Tim was panicking and made me join him. And now I'm actually disappointed on the people who has the Earth's future on their hands"

Bruce sighed. "Let me get their names, and we'll go"

"Just use the list that Timbo has for you!!"

"Hood..."

"Let's goooooo!!!" The huge man whined, making everyone in the room visibly cringe.

Another sigh. "Sure. Ok." He pointed to the heroes "This WILL affect your evaluation. I will bring this to the table on the next meeting"

Jason was dragging Bruce away, (short) Batman behind them, typing on his gauntlet's screen.

The room fell silent for a few more seconds after the zeta beams announced the departure of the trio, before everyone erupted in shocked yells.

The next time Nightwing came to the Tower, the rumors inevitably reached him. Nobody could stop him from laughing while kicking on the floor.

[lettaniko]

Finally finished this piece after months of reworking. Far from perfect, but I’m glad it’s done. Inspired by the amazing Bruno Redondo, Dan Mora, and especially Dexter Soy.

[brucedefender4eva]

Talking casually in the kitchen with his children, snacking on some food. It's a nice off day where they coincidentally went into the kitchen at the same time for food and decided to linger and enjoy each other's presence.

Bruce’s eyes flicker up momentarily as he feeds Ace a slice of cheese. His children immediately notice how Bruce tenses suddenly, and they turn to the entrance in confusion.

“Ace, greet.” He murmurs, jerking his head in the direction of the kitchen entrance.

Ace looks behind him before turning back to Bruce and booping his leg with his snout. "No? Go greet, Ace, c'mon," Bruce urges again, getting another boop from Ace's nose and a sneeze. Bruce hums in understanding and feeds Ace a slice of turkey this time.

“Good boy.” Bruce praised, bending down and hugging Ace, burying his face in his fur for a moment.

Damian watches for a moment before turning to Tim and frowning. "What was that?" He asked quietly. He's seen Ace do other service dog commands for his Baba, but he had yet to see this one.

Tim smacked his lips, his eyes never leaving Bruce's form. "Dad gets hallucinations sometimes. He just needs a little help differentiating reality, that's all." Tim said simply, placing a hand on Damian's shoulder and squeezing it.

Damain looks down, and his eyes dart around the kitchen floor as he digests the information given to him. "... really?"

Dick nods. “Yeah, Dad put Haley in the same program Ace was in for me.” Dick takes a sip of fruit punch from his glass. "Bitewing's already in training for me..."

Jason doesn't look at either of them. "Is he...?"

Duck shrugs. "Maybe." Ace pads over to him and boops his nose against his leg before going back over to Bruce and sitting down at attention. "We've been through a lot of shit, Jay. It could be you, it may not be. Can't start wallowing now."

"I'm not wallowing." He protests, a scowl on his face even as he allows his older brother to pull him in for a side hug, tucking himself against DIck's side just like when he was younger.

"You good, Dad?" Tim asks, stepping closer and being pulled into his own hug.

Bruce nods, looking away from the entrance of the kitchen and giving a faint smile. "Yeah, I'm good, sweetheart." Damian, not wanting to be left out of the apparent cuddle party that was happening in the kitchen at the moment, pushes his way under Bruce's other arm.

"Whoa... sad sacks." Cass blinks as she walks into the kitchen, an eyebrow raised, and the slightly somber atmosphere. "You're eating cheese and salami, what could you possibly be sad about?"

Bruce lets out a chuckle and shakes his head. "Nothing to worry about. Who wants to watch a movie with me?" Bruce tilts his head, the energy in the room already lifting as his children nod.

"Dibs sitting by Dad." Jason suddenly piped up, causing an uproar immediately.

Bruce couldn't help but sigh and smile, leaning down and patting Ace on the head as his family moved to take their argument into the cinema room.

[brucedefender4eva]

The Batfam is in the process of moving some things around in the Batcave, and of course, they're really heavy. All of them are out of breath, and this close to just giving up and storming upstairs

"Bruce... this is... fucking torture..." Duke huffs, body strewn out over and unmoving, Steph face down on the ground. "You're gonna kill me... you'll kill all of us..."

Bruce lets out his own huff, arms burning as he fans an overheated Damian lying limp in his lap. It's a testament to how bad things are going if Damian has given up on maintaining his dignity and allows himself to be coddled.

"Wait..." Dick looks up from the ground. "Why... why don't we call Clark?"

Bruce winces, looking away from all the expectant gazes of his children. "Can't." He bites out, hoping they'll drop it. They don't.

"Can't or won't?" Jason narrows his eyes suspiciously.

Bruce groans. "Nosey ass kids. Why did I decide to have so many damn kids?"

"Yes, yes, regret comes in late in life." Cass agrees, scooting over and laying her head on his shoulder. "Why can't we call Clark? He always comes when you call."

Bruce lets out another grumble.

"Dad." Tim deadpans, peeling his back off the floor and sitting up. "In words we can all hear, please?"

"He's mad at me." Bruce rolls his eyes. "It's only cause he's being a little bitch." Bruce huffed before grimacing. "Don't repeat that, Habibi."

"Too late." Damian mumbles, eyes still closed.

"Focus, B man, what did you do that made Superman mad at you?" Duke asked, rolling onto the floor as Stephanie pushed him off to grab her water bottle.

"It can't be anything serious since you're not brooding around the house and shit." Jason narrows his eyes further. Actually, his eyes are closed. He just closed his eyes and face-planted onto the chair he was leaning against.

“You're right, it’s fuckin’ stupid.”

“Bruce.” Stephanie deadpanned, gesturing for him to just get on with it.

Bruce hummed and let out a soft sigh. "I accidentally called Oliver my best friend. We've literally known each other since we were kids, and it was just a slip of the tongue."

Cass turned her head and blinked at him. "That's it?"

"Told you it was stupid."

"Oh my gosh, I forgot how possessive he can get over that title." Dick groaned, massaging his temples. "You guys get into the dumbest arguments."

"So he's just being petty then?" Tim hummed.

A gust of wind blew through the cave, giving the bats a nice breeze on their sweaty skin. "I'm not being petty! It's simply a coincidence! I don't even care that much!" Superman, in the flesh, floated a few feet off the ground in his civilian clothing, arms crossed over his chest.

"... you were just listening in to our conversation?"

Clark floated backwards, away from Stephanie, who was very clearly giving off danger vibes. "I just... I just happened to tune in when ya'll were slandering me."

"Baba." Damian tugged on Bruce's sleeve. "We need to get the kryptonite."

"Hey!"

"Now that you're fucking here, you can move all this shit by yourself, Superman," Jason grunted, slowly dragging himself off the floor and heading to the elevator, prompting the rest of the batkids to follow suit, grumbling under their breath and cursing out Clark.

"B! You're not actually gonna leave me here all alone to move this stuff! Are you?"Clark pouted, making puppy dog eyes as he stared down at Bruce.

Unfortunately for him, Bruce was basically immune, and too tired from moving things to show sympathy.

Still holding his youngest as he pushed himself off the floor, he gave Clark a very 'Bruce trying to be nice during a meeting, but he actually lost his patience a long time ago.' smile and gave him a small pat on the shoulder. "I thought you said you weren't petty and it didn't affect you, Superman? Help a best friend out, hm?"

Clark simply pouted as he watched all of the Batfamily abandon him in the cave to move the heavy machinery, which he could easily move in half a second, feeling utterly betrayed.

[brucedefender4eva]

Sometimes it is very obvious that the Flash is Bruce’s favorite Justice League member

“Dad, why does it smell like chili cheese fries in here?” Dick wrinkled his nose as he stepped out of the elevator, looking around the Batcave in confusion.

“Barry wanted them for lunch.”

Dick raised an eyebrow, but waited for Bruce to continue. When he didn’t, the young man sighed and crossed his arms. “Why was the Flash having lunch with you?”

“New case. Needed a forensic examination, and he got hungry.”

"... but you hate the smell..."

"But he was hungry?"

——

"Spooky, I've got this Lantern meeting or something, seriously came out of nowhere, and I was wondering if you wanted to help a guy out and take my monitor duty?" Hal clasped his hands together and pouted, only succeeding in making Bruce grimace.

"Hal, you should know I have a busy schedule," Bruce grunted, tucking his arms underneath his cape and covering his entire body. "Fine, adequate coverage, or inform the Corps you cannot make it."

Hal sighed and threw his head back with a low groan. "Jeez, fine. I need to find someone who can handle Barry's yapping." He muttered, turning to go beg another hero to switch monitor duty.

"Wait." Bruce grabbed Hal's shoulder. "It's with Barry? I guess I can cover for you this one time."

"... Bruce, your favoritism is showing."

"Shut up."

——

"Okay, bye, Bruce!" Barry closed the door of Bruce's study, turning around to see Jason standing there with a raised eyebrow. "Oh, hi Jason. I'm just headin' out now."

"Have you been here all day? I didn't hear a single word from the study."

"Yup."

“But the two of you were there for six hours… he didn’t say a single word?” Jason crossed his arms.

“I know, right?” Barry’s grin stretched across his face. “He trusts me so much!” Barry glanced down at his watch, which Bruce had bought for him, and grimaced. "Shit, I'm gonna be late. See you when I see you!"

Jason closed his eyes as a gust of air rushed past him. Jason shook his head and simply turned away.

——

Tim tilted his head and frowned. "Dad, is that a science pun t-shirt?"

"Yes, Barry gifted it to me."

"So... now you wear it as a sleep shirt?"

Bruce nodded, sliding half of the omelet he was making onto Tim's plate. "Mhmm, it would be rude not to wear it. And, it's high quality, so it's soft and doesn't break out my skin. Eat, I put bacon."

Tim took a bite and hummed happily. "Last time I tried to buy you a shirt with a pun, you said no." He pointed his fork at Bruce accusingly.

"No, I didn't?"

"Okay, yeah, not verbally, but your face was very obviously disgusted at the very sight of it."

All Bruce did was shrug.

——

"Thank you for your help, Barry."

"Hey, it's no prob-" Bruce pressed a kiss to Barry's cheek before turning and walking away.

"Holy shit." Barry breathed, his face bright red.

[brucedefender4eva]

Bruce gets hit with a spell, and it lowers his inhibitions and whatnot.

Now, it’s nothing crazy. He’s just speaking his mind and saying random stuff. It’s actually kind of cute how he compliments them in between his word vomit of wherever his mind trails off to.

“I need to finish signing those papers for the marketing team- Diana’s curls look really pretty today- I don’t remember if I ate breakfast- oh, it’s Barry, I love Barry, hi Barry- I need to finish working on those Arrow prototypes for Ollie and sneak them into his base- I have a headache, I wanna take a nap-”

It’s cute, the League likes it. Bruce doesn’t often speak his mind in ways that aren’t points for self-improvement on the field. But hearing that Bruce actually likes it when they crowd into his space and given him physical affection, or that he enjoys Arthur talking about his underwater escapades, or that J’onn is one of the very few people he feels safe with in his mind, and that yes, he was the one to steal Clark’s slice of apple pie and blame it on Hal with no trace of guilt in his voice

He's even initiating his own physical affection. He's always held back under the pretense of being professional and focusing on the world-ending catastrophes always happening, but with his inhibitions gone, he's cuddling into Oliver's side, allowing Hal to hang off his arm, pressing a kiss to Dinah's cheek, nuzzling under Clark's chin like a cat

Then, after a few hours of the League monopolizing Bruce's time and soaking up his affection, Dick walks in to take him home, and Bruce starts crying, really hard. He’s just starts babbling about how much he fucking loves his baby and how he's missed him so much, even though they had breakfast together that morning

With each kid that he sees, he starts crying even harder. They genuinely have to have only one or two of them with him at a time, or he’ll cry so hard that he will throw up. Bruce's face is all puffy, red, and splotchy, but he somehow makes it look cute

Even though Bruce has expressed how he sees them as family, Stephanie, Duke, Barbara, etc., are a little shocked and teary-eyed at how Bruce keeps reiterating how he loves them and points out little changes they've made that no one else has noticed. He points out how Steph has been getting better with her kicks, how Duke slightly changed his cornrow pattern, how Babs changed the cushion in her wheelchair, and how he's secretly been supplying her high-end cushions without her noticing, and so much more for everyone he knows

Jason gets the biggest reaction, which was to be expected, but all of the kids get intense crying sessions, where Bruce word vomits about how much he adores them and how cute they look at the moment

Damian gets the second biggest reaction, where Bruce just cries about how much he wishes he could've seen Damian grow up and how he's so proud of how Damian's grown into such a kind and compassionate little human being.

Damian is the only kid not actually allowed to leave Bruce alone because he will continuously ask about where he is until he sees him again. He's got Damian on his lap, cuddling him closely because he needs to be touching his baby, while the rest of the kids rotate into the room every so often, so Bruce doesn't get sound and start mumbling how he believes he's a horrible person and doesn't deserve any of them

When the spell wears off, Bruce locks himself in his room out of embarrassment for an entire day afterward. He won't take back anything of what he said, but he's so embarrassed that he had no control over his words and actions

Even when he comes out, his blush is still noticeable, and he gets all grumpy and grumbly when they start to tease him, but he's happy everyone knows how much he cares about them

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