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@therealbruce-wayne
Obligatory introduction post (pensive)
Name(s)- Harps, Harper, Harpsichord
Pronouns- They/He
Gender: A secret fourth option
Interests: BATMAN, Superman on Tuesdays /j, The Walten Files, Gravity falls, Inanimate insanity, HFJone
(Psst! If you like TWF check out my Ao3: Holy_fanfic_batman! )
Sorry for the short intro, I’ve never done this before (pensive)
like what if that didnt work
They failed at making a dark fountain AND the carpet is ruined
Is it ever glupus? /specificref
WHAT IS GLUPUS??? I MUST KNOW.
It’s never glupus
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THE CLOSEST REPRESENTATION OF IT IS LITERALLY WHAT I IMAGINED FORDTRAMINE TO LOOK LIKE…….
HAPPY STANLEY PARABLE DAY !!!!!
I was just thinking about how Marvel exists in the DC universe and how funny it would be if Clark claimed Tony Stark was his fictional crush as his way of subtly telling Bruce he likes him without saying it but Bruce, blinded by his own "unrequited" pining for Clark, does not catch on at all whatsoever
Thats it, that's the thought.
Clark, very awkwardly trying to drop hints: i mean he's a billionaire who uses his money for good yk? He's just a normal guy risking his life for the greater good which is really hot. And he's basically a genius, who wouldn't want that?
Bruce snapping a pencil in half: yeah.... who wouldn't
Clark not being subtle at all: if only I knew anyone like that in real life, yk...
Bruce dying on the inside: yep, if only you did
Clark growing increasingly more desperate: like if i was with a guy like that right now i wouldn't be able to keep my eyes off him. *stares intensely at bruce*
Bruce, through gritted teeth, practically vibrating with rage, unable to make eye contact: .....IS. THAT. SO.
Clark feeling like his message was perfectly communicated: Mmhm, that would be the perfect guy for me.
Without another word bruce fights the urge to fling himself out of the watchtower into the cold vacuum of space and instead just goes to the cave to revisit cold cases for hours, now seething with jealousy for a fictional character. Two weeks later Bruce Wayne buys Marvel studios and let's just say Ironman isn't coming back to the MCU anytime soon.
reblog if you believe fanfics are as valid as books that were published and sold by authors who write as their main careers. I'm trying to prove a point
Alfred felt as though it was incredibly inappropriate for a butler to accompany his young master to any sort of gala or gathering so Bruce had to get used to being by himself very quickly at a young age
Due to being left all alone when he would usually be with his parents, Bruce was put in increasingly unsafe situations over and over. Most of the time, there was no safe adult for him to feel comfortable enough telling. And if there was, how would he know they were safe?
He could tell Alfred, but what good would that do? Alfred has told him time and time again that he is his employee, nothing more and nothing less. Alfred cannot help him. Alfred cannot save him
Alfred doesn’t want to
I believe that at a very early age, due to how most of the socialites and rich people are in Gotham, Bruce had to get used to unwanted stares, touches, and advances
And he’s so pretty. He’s been so pretty ever since he was small, even with his parents alive they had to work hard to keep him safe. To keep others away. To draw a hard line in the sand for what is acceptable and what is not. But now they’re gone and he’s trying to keep himself safe. But people always want to touch, take, possess, and destroy pretty things
But all of his children are pretty too.
With all of his kids he makes sure that they’re as safe as can be, unlike how it was with him
The first time that he brings Dick to a gala, he holds the boy the entire time. Dick’s face is mostly tucking into Bruce’s suit jacket, shielding him from the flashes of the paparazzi and unwanted stares. Especially with his ‘exotic’ heritage of being Romani… it’s a recipe for disaster in Gotham
Bruce refuses to let a single person touch Dick, even socialites that he trusts. He knows how quickly someone you trust can turn on you once they realize you’re vulnerable.
He keeps Jason by his side as well. Gotham high society hates anyone who didn’t grow up rich. If he’s not by Jason’s side, he makes sure Dick is. Dick can now fend for himself, but Bruce always makes sure they’re in his line of sight.
Tim has been to these parties before, and considering how negligent his parents were… Bruce makes sure to tell Tim that he would never be mad at him for anything that happened and he is not to blame. That adults should have protected him and saved him. He tells Tim all the things he wished someone had told him when he was younger. They hug and cry about it.
He’s always so thankful that Stephanie never wanted to go to galas as mean as it makes him sound. She never had to be subjected to the cruelties of adults who had no business leering after young girls. Now that she’s older and sometimes pops in if Tim’s going, Bruce knows that they’ll protect each other.
Cass is strong and smart, but she’s also very very new to this life and more vulnerable than the rest of his kids. Bruce wishes he could give her a sense of normalcy. It’s just another thing that’s he failed at.
He knows that if push came to shove, like the rest of his children, she would not hesitate to defend herself. But there should be no shove. She shouldn’t have to. Bruce dances with her all through the night every time she decides to grace a gala with her magnificent presence. It keeps her happy, it keeps her away from harm
His youngest baby is a fire cracker, ready to take on anyone and anything that could possibly be perceived as a threat to him and his family. As much as his other babies joke that he keeps Damian nearby to stop him from stabbing people, he doesn’t want anyone to look at Damian.
Damian is barely older than he was when he returned back to Gotham high society. The only difference is that Damian now has him and all of his siblings. It’s still hard to let go, even if he knows his children are there to keep an eye on everything
Duke is very similar to Jason in more ways than one, epically since he was also born on the ‘poorer’ side of Gotham that most elites loathe unjustly. He’s seen it before, even with high standing black families. Being suddenly accused of stealing a watch or pickpocketing an expensive pearl necklace. Lives ruined simply because of the color of their skin
Nothing like that will ever happen to Duke in his presence. Bruce knows he can’t protect Duke from all the racism in the world, but man if he doesn’t want to try
Bruce has never let his family deal with his issues. He believes he’s simply not worth the trouble. So whenever he gets hit on at galas in ways that make him uncomfortable he just fakes a smile. When he feels unfamiliar hands touching him and grabbing at his body, he fakes more smiles and leans into if there are too many people watching.
Just as he’s about to make an excuse, any kind of excuse to finally get away and take a breather, Dick suddenly pops up in front of him while he feels Jason and Duke slide up behind him, pushing away the elites that had circled him
Bruce makes a soft confused sound, trying to figure out what was happening, but then Damian’s tugging on his sleeve and he already has his baby in his arms. The whirlwind that is Tim and Steph together sweep him away from the confused group of elites.
The group makes their way back over to where Cassandra is smiling expectantly, giggling softly at the confused expression on Bruce’s face.
“Dance with me?” She requested softly, knowing that Bruce would never refuse her. Bruce squeezes Damian to his chest before handing him over to Tim, which Damian surprisingly doesn’t protest
Bruce takes Cassandra’s hand and they dance around the ballroom floor with ease, over and over one of Bruce’s children came and swept him away before anyone else could get the chance
“Don’t worry, we got you Dad.” Dick smiled softly as Bruce spun him around before being passed over to Stephanie and Damian.
“I know.” Bruce chuckled, feeling so safe for the first time in a long time. “I know.”
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Reading fics that go "Bruce never visited Jason's grave but others did" always makes me sigh, because it's LITERALLY Bruce's thing to visit graves all the fucking time. It doesn't matter if in canon he is not shown visiting Jason's grave (he does go sometimes as Batman, he is also shown multiple time to do the grieving with the memorial instead of going all the way to the cemetery), Bruce is THE grieving "the cemetery is my third home" kind of guy, kind of goth. That's his aesthetic to be standing in front of graves, of strangers to his own family. He even visits the Graysons' grave every year, without telling Dick. Even during missions in other countries, he sometimes go to the cemetery there. It's a part of him.
"happy valentine's day to me," i say, opening ao3 to read about the same two characters falling in love for the twentieth time
i've just decided you're all wrong and the actual funniest scenario of the league not knowing bruce has kids until they take his place as batman during league meetings is the scenario where bruce never even asked them to pretend to be batman.
when he can't make an important meeting he sends either jason or dick in his place just as themselves, because if he can vouch for them as proxys then why would the league have an issue with it? they just need to show up and say they're there to take notes for batman or something, there's no need to lie. he doesn't even realise that his identity is being stolen until he shows up after a meeting he sent a sub in for and when he shows up everyone is staring at him awkwardly.
batman: what's everybody looking at
green lantern: nothing! we're just... concerned.
flash: yeah... how was your surgery?
batman:
batman: what surgery
green lantern: ...well you ran out of the meeting last week yelling about how you were going to be late for your 'piles removal operation'
green lantern: so uh. how'd it go big guy?
batman:
batman: i wasn't here last week. jason was.
the league:
flash: who the fucks jason
batman:
batman: *slowly turns to superman, who is staring at the table stubbornly*
batman: clark-
superman: THE KIDS SEEMED SO EXCITED TO DRESS UP, I DIDN'T WANT TO BE THE BORING UNCLE AND SAY NO!
bruce ends up calling jason in front of the league to demand an explanation and clear his name. jason straight up doesn't even remember what he did.
jason, on call: oh hey B, thought you were at a JL meeting this afternoon?
bruce: i am. what happened last week?
jason: i sent tim the report to hand over already! i didn't get all of it though, i had to leave real quick towards the end because damian was threatening to set my safe house on fire if i didn't pick him up from school
bruce: and the league let you go early?
jason: yeah i made some excuse, i think i said-
jason: *pauses, remembering what he'd done*
jason: oh my god
bruce lays his head on the table while jason laughs through the loud speaker for the next eight minutes.
Me checking on one of my beloved ao3 fics that hasn't been updated since 2017
no way ppl are using ai to write ao3. what happened to being a tortured writer. what happened to blood on the page. what happened to the ao3 curse. people used to get run over, have their houses burned down, break their entire spines and they still put in the work to finish a chapter. fuck you, using ai. y’all are weak
no! "superman is the real personality" will kill the patient!!! he needs clark kent to live.
ai does not belong in creative spaces. period.
