Lokey, I've been thinking about this for awhile. Bruharvey but like with the song "Harvey"??
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Lokey, I've been thinking about this for awhile. Bruharvey but like with the song "Harvey"??
Some scribbly Batman doodles
Bruce: Just tell me what happened.
Damian *with a black eye and a split lip*: Okay but you have to promise not to get mad.
Bruce: What. Happened.
Damian: I was just minding my own business--
Bruce, slamming his fist on the table: BULLSHIT.
Damian: I WAS!
Me: Bruce really wasn’t all that guilty when it came to Jeremiah, huh? Like he legit just rolled with it instead of feeling horrible at the prospect that, because he talked Jeremiah out of leaving his bunker, Jerome had the opportunity to spray him with the gas. That’s a bit sad actually.
Friend: Could you imagine an AU where Bruce goes into extreme guilt mode over the whole thing and Jeremiah randomly shows up and tries to emphasize that he’s always been this way and just starts trying to comfort his darling distraught Brucie?
Me: . . . that would be fucking ~adorable~ Go write it! *hands them the laptop*
Friend: But I-
Me: *pulls out a gun*
Friend: *nervous laugh*
Me: . . . . well?
Friend: . . . you aren’t kidding?
Me: *cocks gun*
Friend: ah . . um . . *weak cough* ahem, ok then. *starts feverishly writing*
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Though his position meant he attended them often, business meetings were never something T’Challa particularly enjoyed. With the exception of men like Tony, who was a friend first and a colleague second, he found most businessmen dull and uninteresting people. This meeting in particular, however, was both necessary and important. T’Challa oversaw many charities, but he was always open to opening and contributing to more.
This cause in particular was one close to T’Challa’s heart. It was an outreach program for young children in orphanages around the city, designed to ensure they grew up well-fed and well-educated in spite of their lack of family ties. As someone who was often referred to in his home country as Haramu-Fal -- the Orphan King -- T’Challa found himself empathetic towards the children.
The man he was meeting with today, he suspected, felt similarly. Bruce Wayne was famously orphaned, and such a thing stuck with a man well into adulthood. Standing as the man entered his office, T’Challa offered his hand in a firm shake. “Mr. Wayne,” he greeted, “I’m T’Challa Udaku, though I assume you knew as much. I won’t insult either of our intelligence in asking what brings you here today, but I will request details about the program.”
bruce(&me) scrolling desperately thru a google search of Gay/Men’s Fashion for something to wear : please help i dont want to look straight
[text]: i’m sorry, who is this?
(✉ → batguy): Jake from State Farm?(✉ → batguy): Sorry. My comebacks are usually better than insurance commercials. (✉ → batguy): This is the bat dude, right? Black cape, scary mask, bat ears? Got your number from a friend, they suggested I ask you a couple questions about a case I’m working on. (✉ → batguy): Do you know a Travis Sims?
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