ik it’s impossible to expect re: nobody’s stories will actually loop or close because Batman is the main character and the batfam will be resurrected and de-aged until the heat death of the universe to keep the comics going but my ideal is:
- Bat Twins Cassandra Cain and Tim Drake collectively filling the role after Batman retires. Permanent Bat and Robin
- Damian eventually puts down the mantle and goes to medical school and becomes a trauma surgeon. Eventually overtakes Leslie’s current role. The last true Robin and breaker of violent cycles
Unrelated to Batman never ending:
- Tim takes over Wayne Enterprises. It’s not his favorite job but he doesn’t dream of labor yk. Between WE and Damian Gotham has plenty of free clinics and suppliers
no because I say “I don’t really like Bruce Wayne” and people think I mean his character is stupid. NO. I don’t like Bruce Wayne as a person. That means his character is GOOD
He wants to kill everyone all the time. He’s so incredibly repressed that despite being the literal symbol of vengeance he is constantly blocking himself off with two thousand hyper specific moral codes because he KNOWS what he’ll turn into if he gives into his actual urges. He knows he cannot kill for any circumstance because then he’ll kill for EVERY circumstance and justify it as protection!! And deserved!!
But he is also the number one winner of the Projector of All Time Award. He thinks EVERYONE wants to kill and rend indiscriminately in the name of Justice. Surely everyone holds themselves back with personalized rules and failsafes. Anyone who snaps in the name of Justice WILL do what he would (ofC he hasn’t snapped! He doesn’t kill, that’s not snapping!)
So when people kill in anger/out of greed/because they’re mentally ill he just thinks they need help. That they could be better. That their circumstances led them here. But the second anyone tries killing for Justice (read: Jason, among others) he FLIPS OUT. clearly they’re going to go ballistic and kill every single rogue and/or criminal they come across with reckless abandon in the name of Justice. Nobody can have a moral code AND kill. I’m going to beat my son bloody about it. AND YET he’s still a hypocrite about his kids being Different!!
He is deeply distrusting! A lot of times it’s deserved! A lot of times it isn’t! His core success strategy is always preparing for and expecting the worst from every situation! What do you MEAN he didn’t tell his eldest son about his brother’s funeral? Why did he treat Stephanie like that?? Out of misplaced grief?? What the fuck was up with the trauma simulator on Tim’s birthday? Why does he always fundamentally misunderstand his only biological child? Why is the one of his children he gets along with the most the one who can intrinsically read him always and never have to Talk About It?
He has so so many neuroses and mental illnesses. He has so many kids and he loves them all very very dearly and has never been able to fully put them first despite it. Even when he thinks he’s putting them first!! He never is :) his trauma is remy ratatouille yanking his hair around at all times. He’s a C+/B- parent at best depending on who and when he’s parenting. His head is so far up his asshole he’s digesting it. Any and all reconciliation with his family has been the result of OTHER family.
Bruce is there for his kids always, and also criticizing them always, and desperately trying to save them always, and failing them always. And they love him anyway. Batfam keeps Batman together, not the other way around. I want someone to punch him in the face for being a dick.
TLDR: grown man who dresses up in bat costume to beat up criminals at night to cope with the violent murder-robbery of his parents has problems disorders: more at 11
JayKara objectively good ship on its own but it makes me laugh every time I think about how it affects Gotham. The goons all finally think they’ve got it figured out!! Don’t go too far with the Robins or everyone kills you. Don’t seriously unmask Batman because Joker will come for your ass. There is always a risk of certain bats calling Supers so be careful backing them into a corner. Etc
And Red Hood has explicit rules!! And abilities!! Don’t fuck with working girls or women or kids. Don’t sell to kids or With kids. Don’t lace shit. Or he’ll kill you, like, with a gun, maybe. But he’s a criminal!! Work with and around him. Easy pea—whoa did he just kill someone for smuggling kryptonite? Where did THAT come from?
What do you mean Black Mask found dead in a dumpster in crime alley? Wh—SUPERGIRL? We have to worry about SUPERGIRL now? Are you fucking kidding me? You’re joking. Has Supergirl ever even BEEN in Gotham? No way he pulled Supergirl. We have to worry about HIM having a super now??? FUCK
Wife just described my fanfiction setting as Kara being dropped into Gotham as an invasive species that doesn’t beef with any of the other predators and that the criminal underworld would start “scrambling to figure out the new ecosystem”
“It’s like you’ve been dealing with sharks and now suddenly there’s a mosasaurus” LMAO
Homeless and starving for a Twenty Year Summer Vacation update. Spare a chapter? Anything helps!
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LMAO sorry sorry work has been mad busy and the chapter has been fighting me 🙇♀️ I will work on it today!! 🫡
In the meantime, here’s a little bit of it:
“Heyy, Karalline,” he drawls. “Thanks for the save.”
“Thanks for the heart attack,” she shoots back as she sets his brother down. “Dickhead.”
The second he has his feet, Dick’s lurching to crouch by his younger, bigger brother. Jason grunts and bats away his worried hands, sitting up straighter to frown. “No, that’s him,” he grumbles. “Shitwing, cut it out, I’m fine.”
“You just fell off a ten story building,” Dick snaps back, demanding. “Supergirl said you’re concussed!”
“Supergirl is exaggerating,” Jason groans.
“Supergirl is right here,” Kara points out. Jason squints up at her in the dark as Dick fusses, bright and assessing.
“You good, supertanker?” he asks suddenly as she draws closer, anxious despite herself. “I know you’re, like, super, but you took us through a fucking building and redecorated that whole street.”
“I’m fine,” Kara says, and rolls her eyes. “Unlike some people, my brain doesn’t rattle around in my head. If Batman yells at me, I’m telling him it’s because you almost fell to your doom.”
“You did what to what?” Dick cuts in, brows pinching. “Is that what I heard?”
“Plowed right through like six walls,” Jason says, agreeable. Definitely at least a little concussed, Kara notes as he lifts his hands to whap a fist into his other hand in demonstration. “And put the mother’f’all potholes through ninth.”
Dick swivels his head to blink at her, alarmed, but Kara just shrugs.
In the corners of her senses, Kara can hear the ever-present sirens of Gotham starting to kick up. Can even hear the emergency calls being made, by the owners of the bedroom windows she’d exploded tearing in at lightspeed.
She should do something about that, maybe. Pull the two bats out of dodge and go speak to the police. She can see the headlines now: Supergirl Obliterates Thirty Apartment Windows, Twelve Cars and Lower Office Building and Leaves: Alien Terrorism?
“Don’t do that again,” she tells Jason instead, as sternly as she can. It’s literally been less than five minutes since she woke up crying and she can still kind of see his rancid, leaking guts superimposed over his actual perfectly fine self, despite him almost falling to his death. Holy shit.
“What, fall off a roof? I’ll do my best,” he says dryly, and she indulges in kicking lightly at his thigh. “What happened with King Bitch and his lackeys?”
“Supergirl got them.” Dick shoots her another apologetic little smile. “Thanks for the save, again.”
“Yeah, ‘course,” she says earnestly. “I—”
“You’re wearing boxers,” Jason notes absently.
“Dude,” Kara snaps at him. She still flushes despite herself, but mostly she’s just glad her stupid shirt hadn’t shorn straight off on impact with the road. “I was in bed!”
Dick just sighs. “And you’re definitely concussed. I’m calling the car.”
“No,” Jason protests immediately. “No, because Bruce is gonna be a bitch.”
“You fell off a roof.”
“My stupid grapple jammed!”
“The grapples are not for falling off skyscrapers, to be clear,” Barbara says, and Kara startles for a second before realizing it’s coming from Dick’s ear. “But he can’t hear me, because he blew up his helmet again.”
“Oracle says you’re an idiot,” Dick relays cheerfully. Jason punches him hard in the arm.
“You blew up your helmet?” Kara echoes, alarmed, and Dick laughs.
“Hi, Kara,” Barbara greets, dry as desert sand. “Thanks for saving our idiot.”
“It doubles as a toss grenade,” Jason agrees easily, unaware of the second conversation happening. “Good for, like, surprises.”
“Why are you wearing a grenade on your head?” Kara demands, and Jason winces at her volume.
“Ow,” he mutters, and she kicks his leg again for good measure. “Hey!”
“Don’t hey me, Jay, you just fell off a skyscraper at two in the morning and scared the shit out of me!” She frowns at him, hands on her hips. “And you have a bomb for a helmet!”
Jason, petulant and definitely concussed, thunks his head back and groans. “You said to shout if I ever needed a rescue.”
“Well, yeah, but—” Kara huffs, and then comes up short and makes a face instead. “Ugh, whatever. What do you do for concussions?”
“I know you have dealt with concussions before,” Jason complains. “I’ve seen you—”
“I meant what do you bats do!” Kara throws a look to Dick, like, are you seeing this shit, Nightwing, and just finds him watching them both with an amused, pliant expression. She’s too frazzled to parse it, though, so she just says, “Help me out, here.”
“The rest of us usually go to the cave to get it checked out—Agent A can handle it. Hood’s just being a baby,” this he throws at Jason like a verbal shoe before continuing, “because he wants to go sulk in his apartment.”
“Fuckhead,” Jason throws back, and Dick rolls his eyes.
This is a hint I guess to the fact that Murderbooks is an alt account! But I’ll just include the ships I’ve written so far as an author,,, ohh picking faves is so hard tho
1. Yoshino Junpei/Itadori Yuuji - Resource guarding/protective characters/found family
2. Tim Drake/Kon-El | Conner Kent - Friends to lovers/mutual understanding/deep trust
3. Jason Todd/Kara Zor-El - Mutual tragedy/Shadowing shoes and impossible standards to fill/misery loves company
4. Kurusu Hana/Ozawa Yuko - Insane comphet <3 Hana is very fun to write in general
5. Bakugo Katsuki/Uraraka Ochako - Enemies to lovers/Mutual respect/Moody x Sunshine character
6. Midoriya Izuku/Shinsou Hitoshi - Depends on the Shinsou backstory, but I love a good protective characters/Moody x Sunshine
I tend to include background Itafushi in all my works but haven’t done a centric one yet. I used to write a lot of Gaara/OC too! That’s actually how I got my start! I just like tragic characters who can learn how to trust again with understanding and compassion tbh
Sorry in advance for how long it’s gonna take me to get the next chapter of TYSV up—I got pretty sick this whole week and it’s really thrown Everything off. Hope yall’re having a good week anyway!!
