These kids can’t catch a break
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These kids can’t catch a break
Dude I love Carnotaurus. Apex predator btw, what’s wrong with him <3
How did nature produce this
Robert and his hookup (Robert doesn’t know his name—doesn’t care to know it, either) go into his apartment. They barely make it past the front door and end up making out against it. Hands start traveling, clothes start being pulled. They break away to catch their breathes and—
“What the fuck—?!”
Robert looks at his hookup who is looking past him. Glancing over his shoulder, Robert finds an audience—it’s a sold-out show, it seems.
With a sigh, Robert opens the door for the guy and waves him out, half-heartedly apologizing. Once the door’s shut, he puts his back to it and crosses his arms over his chest. “How many times have I told you to stop breaking into my apartment?”
“Uh—who the fuck was that?” is one of the many voices coming from the cacophony of sound that is the Z-Team.
“Does it matter?”
“Yes.” “Yeah.” “Duh!”
“Just some random guy from the bar. It’s called a hookup. I know everyone in this room knows what that is.”
And they do, but it’s weird to think Robert was about to have one. No weirder them watching him make-out with someone—more or less because they were too shocked to speak.
“Is there a reason the whole team’s here, or was it only to prevent me from having a good time?”
It was an impromptu movie night, actually.
Robert sighs but shrugs. “Well, that’s one way to spend the night. But please, next time, text me if you’re coming so I know not to bring someone up.”
Murmurs of agreement without there being too much actually agreeing.
On: things that fucked me up today!
One of Tim's main reasonings for becoming Robin in ALPoD is "we can't let villains think they can kill Robin", which is supported by Harvey, and later KGBeast assuming Tim is Jason. This means that it's likely most people in Gotham believe the robins are Dick, Tim, Steph, and Damian. Jason's deeds as Robin have been fully erased, retroactively added to Tim's tenure as Robin.
Except for one thing! Joker repeatedly says that he killed Robin. Calls it "It's the day I won", makes a big deal out of it. (yes, Joker is the only one that has ever made an effort to maintain Jason's legacy as Robin. no wonder he was mad)
So that's it right, the people do know Jason existed, right? Well no. Because of Batman 408. In it, we learn the post crisis reason for Dick retiring as Robin: Joker shot him, and Bruce decided to forcefully retire Robin. It's stated that the people think Robin is dead. And considering two issues later Jason calls himself the second Robin, that's unlikely to have been disproved.
So, when people hear Joker bragging about killing Robin, they're likely to assume he's talking about the first one. Even Jason's death gets added to someone else's legacy.
Tim stole Jason's life as Robin. Dick stole his death.
I’m hung up on another thought again.
Imagine a fic of moments in Bruce’s childhood and youth where he suffered and then similar moments in which he either a) did better with his kids or b) helped his kids through moments he had to handle alone.
For example (and an already wildly popular idea I believe) drawing the parallel between Bruce and Dick after just having lost their parents.
Bruce holding onto his parents dead bodies. They have gone cold an hour ago, but he can’t leave them. He mustn’t. He will never get the picture out of his eyes. Watching and hanging on to his parents in a sort of haze. Not able to look away. Not able to call for help. Just clinging to them.
Ending up falling asleep on his father’s non breathing chest and waking up to reporters taking pictures of him. Immediately having to give a statement to the police about what happened.
The parallel with Dick holding onto the broken bodies of his parents. Chaos all around him but not paying him any attention. Everyone seemingly having forgotten the child who just watched his parents die. Their screams of horror forever scorched into his mind.
And Bruce - just for a moment - is back in that alley. He decides he can’t let this go on.
So while Bruce cried on top his parents for hours Dick was grounded and comforted by a stranger with knowing eyes within minutes.
Bruce thinks he was still too late. He should have protected the boy from seeing it. He should have held his hands over the kids ears to stop him from hearing their screams. He failed that, but he can protect him from the cameras when they inevitably come.
Putting his thick coat onto the sobbing child. Shielding him from the cameras with his body.
Not even a single photo was taken of Dick that night. And the police only got a statement hours later and only with a social worker present.
—…—…—…—…—…—…—
So a fic just made up from moments like this with all of his children.
Or of situations where he was just a better parent to his children in a situation than Alfred or Lesley to him when he was in a similar one.
Like Lesley not going to any of his piano recitals and Bruce showing up to every single one of Jason’s theater performances and even some practices.
Or Alfred scolding and punishing Bruce for not eating a particular type of food, for example beans, by not making any food without beans for a month straight vs Bruce having a giant excel spreadsheet for all of his children’s dietary preferences and updating it regularly
Maybe training his kids vs his training during his travels from his mentors.
Like him getting a beating for making a mistake during training vs him calmly explaining any of his kids their mistakes and offering insight in how not to make the same mistake again(or a similar one)
Just intentionally or unintentionally Bruce giving his children a better childhood/youth than he had.
And maybe ending on a chapter of the kids finding all of this out. Or maybe not ever finding out until Bruce is in the time stream and sorting through his old diaries and stuff.
"but byler isn't as obvious as the other ships"
you are literally referring to... straight relationships. it would be very poor and senseless writing if the gay couple gets together easily with no resistance. can you imagine? homophobia suddenly doesn't exist, their societal pressures disappear, lonnie never called will slurs, mike doesn't have internalized homophobia. do you even hear yourself?
Oh look! It's the one time travel fic I can't stop thinking about.
(Desert storm/rise and fall saga by @blue-sunshine-mauve-morning )
Sirius: I'm getting out!
Remus: of the closet?
Peter: of remus?
James: of bed?
Sirius: ....
Sirius: of my parents house.
Regulus: Disappointing. Try the closet next time.