I feel like there isn't enough flustered/smitten Wesker content.
I DON'T CARE THAT WOULD BE OOC, I wanna see this man embarrassed, shook up and in an absolute emotional mess after Chris tries flirting with him.
He might act cool around others, but alone in his office leaning over his desk, head in hands he's SHAKING from all the emotions and wonders how come his pointman has such a strong effect on him.
I adore smitten Chris like everyone else, but imaging Wesker, usually cold, calculated and rigid getting absolutely flustered over the smallest things sounds soooo precious to me
i read your last post and now i need more facts about Bruce being the younger sibling 👹 feed us master
take ur time dear <3, sorry if i sound demanding
Edit 18.03.2026: I forgot to link the post they referred to. This one
Hi anon!
Lmao please don't ever call me that.
Long post here. Fanfiction lore after the morally obligated canon lore, so people don't start bitching and think I write how he truly is supposed to be.
So.
I meet Owlman with the antimatter universe? Please don't ask what Earth number that is, no fucking clue.
In the antimatter universe Supes is Ultraman and Thomas papa is a police man? Chief? Anyway. Bruce and Martha are dead. And Thomas Jr. is evil and is called Owlman and works with Ultraman.
Then 52 happened. And 52 is so messy...
I kinda appreciate it, for my fanfiction consumer self. But it's so weird.
You know those reincarnation/transmigration/regression manwhas that has the "I was always the son/daughter of the duke/king but was kidnapped from my birthplace when I was born and lived my whole life thinking I was hated by who I thought was my family, and was raised to hate my real family"?
Weirdly specific, I know. Well that's Jr., now. LMAO. Gotta acknowledge the struggle they had to go through to bring him to canon.
Also he's no longer the older brother? But the youngest? And probably not even the real Jr.? Messy.
There are probably better people to tell you official lore on him. (cof cof @littlefankingdom cof cof) I will blatantly chose to ignore it, and probably never write about his canon self.
All this is said so people don't go at me "But ThaT's NoT ThoMAs' rEaL StOry-" I know, Shannon. I fucking know Thomas isn't how I portray him. It's fucking fanfiction, Shannon.
Anyway. As I said: I chose to ignore MOST of it.
Now that I washed my hands so nobody can take my version as canon:
HERE IS HOW I WILL WRITE ABOUT HIM!
I will steal the plot from Anastasia and mix it with New 52. So baby Bruce had his first few years along with his big brother. And then something happens. And Jr. gets kidnapped. And brainwashed. Sure, let's keep him as Owlman working for the court, since that's fun and angsty.
No. He's the real one. Wdym he could be an unknown child they convinced he was Thomas? No. He's the real one.
Then that alley at Park Row becomes Crime Alley.
For my stupid shit to work, they meet again and fight in the first year as Batman. Because otherwise Robin would have encountered and of course remembered someone so relevant.
What else? He should have his memories back. Of course. And since I can, I want him to love his baby brother since he remembers him. Also, he's an older brother here... Why would you change it to be his younger brother, DC? It is so much fun if he's the older one.
Anyway, fanfiction:
Pre-post edit: This turned more into a Thomas as an older brother than Bruce as a younger sibling, I AM SO SORRY. I started writing this when you sent the ask, and went OVERBOARD and completely missed the plot.
Bruce was a little shit as a baby brother... as baby brothers should be. Breaking shit, taking his parents time, being a noisy little brat. But Thomas cared for that little ass.
He would take the blame for the broken flower pot. He would sneak threats to the three year old's room at midnight. He would hide him under his jacket and try to take him to school (damn, you snitch, Alfred!)
Then shit would happen. And after so many years, the Court called for him to return to Gotham and take the empty spot Bruce Wayne had left. Only for Bruce to return, and for Thomas to be in that weird limbo. Sure. He can kill him.
But when Owlman and Batman are facing off, and Bruce's cowl is suddenly off? Those greyish eyes have been hunting his nightmares for decades, of course he remembers. And of course he's a dramatic shit and runs away.
He calls for Batman. And Batman is ready to fight once more. So he has to avoid every hit and kick. "Fuckin' hell, Bruce!!" His little brother stills. Right. He's not supposed to know. Well, shit.
He takes his helmet off, hands raised. "Sup' little dipshit?"
And Bruce stares. And a little bit more. Aaaaaand a little bit more.
"Could yo-"
"YOU'RE A TALON?!"
Of COURSE the brat interrupts him. Of. Fuckin'. Course!
"I was about to-"
"HOW COULD YOU NOT TELL ME YOU WHERE ALIVE?!"
Oh, that sunnuvabitch!!
"Ok, let me-"
"I SHOULD HAVE KNOWN!!"
"Bruce, Listen-"
"YOU'RE SUCH A FUCKING BITCH! HOW COULD YO-?!"
"BRUCE!!" If it wasn't for that damn cowl, he's sure Bun must have the widest eyes ever "CAN YOU SHUT UP FOR THREE SECONDS, BUNNY?!" A gasp "I AM SOOOOOOO SOOOOORRY for not being all powerful and overcame brainwashing sooner! Not all of us can just-!! Oof!!"
And he's tackled to the ground.
After a long - and full of snot and tears - conversation, they came to the conclusion that Thomas can't stay. He will hide. And nobody can know of his existence.
Until Bruce decides to take a circus rat. And Thomas is jealous, he won't deny it. But the problem isn't the acrobat-turned-mini-vigilante. The problem is the obnoxious girl that starts following them around and it's too smart for her own good.
One day, after the little brat is looking straight at him in the shadows, he decides to introduce himself... Only for it to turn out that she has an entire folder filled with his data. Fuckin' hell. But she's smart enough to know not to tell a soul.
Bruce looks so proud of her as he pats her head.
Thomas almost had a heart attack when the bat showed up out of nowhere.
Bruce visits him. Well... Bruce crashes at his place without warning. He eats his food and uses his internet. The fucking billionaire.
And Thomas enjoys it way more than he should admit. Even more after Bruce tells him he only feels like eating when he's in his studio apartment.
"Your cooking still sucks, tho"
Fuckin' brat.
Over the years, Bruce kept collecting mini humans. Much to his big bro's dismay. And he tried to involve himself as much as possible even if in the shadows.
During the weirdest moments and the saddest ones. He had remained hidden but always present.
Bruce kept crashing in. For comfort, for security. They had fought with their fists one night after Richard had left and Thomas had called him an ungrateful bitch.
He had sent a bunch of school books for the new little rat. Bruce had woken him up with a cold glass of water to the face. "He's ten, not six. At least be a nice uncle and-" He had tackled Bruce down until the man begged for mercy between laughs and tears.
He had been in the shadows that day. He had offered a rose to the grave.
His favorite would always be Tim, he thought. Until Jason came back. Of course his favorite would always be Jason, he thou- Who is that? She's so cool. That's his favorite.
Cassandra never questioned where the gifts came from.
One day, during one of Bruce's invasions of privacy, he had to start putting a third spot on the table.
"How did she get here?"
"I wish I knew"
"That's your daughter, man"
"I don't question it. I let it happen"
"She followed you. How did she follow you without you noticing?"
"I. Don't. QUESTION. IT!"
"Don't you DARE raise your voice at me, you little-"
He loves his niece's chuckles.
He could have kept this lifestyle. If it wasn't for his least favorite one knocking at his door at seven fucking am on a Sunday morning.
{ typist is dying slowly because she finally got Johnny's World and-- what is air ryosuke freakin yamada set yourself on fire before i do it for you jfc }
