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Also •-• for Cass 🤭 yes
Epic! AU but... But it's Batman.
Batman is Ody, duh.
Either Selina or Talia is Penelope, take your pick. Personally prefer Talia, but make your cup of tea however you like it.
(Though Talia as Circe/ Calypso is also a solid win.)
Bruce's crew can be the Justice League... They all di--
The gods stay because they're canon in the DC universe.
Telemachus though? Oh... Oh... HAHAHAHA--
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Siren: Come play with me and our daughters!
Bruce:
Bruce: My real wife knows I have only ONE DAUGHTER AND FIVE SONS--
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Bruce, about to leave for war, holding all six of his smol children: I don't have enough hands...
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The suitors (probably the rogues lets be fr): I heard the prince is on a diplomatic mission--
Other rogue: Which one?
First rogue: Uh... The small one.
Another suitor: There's like, two small ones.
Other rogue: And has anyone seen the princess???
Cass, who's been being trained in secret by Athena, watching them closely: •-•
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Jason, pointing at a picture of Bruce: That b!tch is dead!
Bruce from the shadows:
Tim: No, he's not! I WENT ON A F%#&$% BOAT AND EVERYTHING JASON, DO YOU KNOW HOW SEA SICK I GOT!? I WENT AND SAW OTHER KINGS AND S%@&!!! HE'S ALIVE!!!
Dick: It's been twenty years--
Damian: Mother believes he's living.
Tim: Listen here, energy drinks haven't been invented yet and I am THIS CLOSE!
Duke: I'm with Tim. No way did he die.
Cass: He cannot die.
Jason: I'm so done with this family...
Dick: Shouldn't you be the first to believe in coming back from the dead?
Jason: Oh, I believe he's come back, but THEY'RE NOT ADMITTING HE DIED IN THE FIRST PLACE!
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Bruce, to Talia: Will you fall in love with me again?
Talia, gently cupping his cheek:
Talia: You committed murder?
Bruce, with shame: Yes...
Talia: Bed. Now.
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ALTERNATIVELY:
Bruce, to Selina: Will you fall in love with me again?
Selina, inhaling sharply: I've been waiting TWENTY YEARS, Bruce--
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Bruce, back from war, trying to hold all of his grown children: I don't have enough hands...
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BONUS:
Bruce: So, what have I missed?
Dick: Oh, uh...
Jason: I died and came back to life.
Tim: I have a boyfriend. He worships Dionysus.
Damian: I befriended the deceased Kent's youngest.
Duke: I don't need to answer that question.
Cass: Received training from your old mentor.
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When ever a girl is annoying my brother and asking to fight then backtrack and says "You would not hit a girl" even after SAYING she wants to fight his response? "My hands a Bisexual" and I think Batman would not say that but his kids? Yes Yes they would
I like the idea of Good dad Bruce Wayne going and fighting Bad dad Bruce Wayne and taking Bad dad Bruce's kids.
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My headcanon is that Damian and Tim fight but when someone messes with the other they will threaten/maim/stab the person.
Tim will be at a gala then someone will say a racist "joke' to Damian or being to close and Tim is in the corner getting ALL the dirt on them and sending it to the person lover.
Oh you cheated on you wife? I would be ashayem if she found out.
You are in the drug trade,sell to kids, mistreat the women and are a pedo? Well looks like the GCPD got an anonomase tip and the news somehow got a hold of ALL the things you did. So did the Red Hood funny enough.
And you are publicly BANNED from ALL Wayne Gala's and Brucie Wayne has an interview on why with the biggest newspaper company.
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Getting a little to comfy with Timothy Drake-Wayne even if you are more than two times his age well expect a "surprise visit" to the ER.
You backhandedly make a comment about how old he is? Well lets just say you will be a bit to scared to say a word.
Refused to leave Tim alone even after he tries to walk away from you multiple times. Well looks like some "evidence" resurfaced that you could have done some serious crimes in the past.
I love when Bruce calls his kids sweetheart. Because Bruce in all his English influenced life would go to his sad kid and say, “ How are you doing sweetheart?” Then the bat kid would most likely not want to talk so he would say something like, “Ok, sweetheart how about we go get you a choccy?”
Because Bruce is not good at talking about feeling or thoughts but he will try for his kids and he is a good father dang it. Plus Alfred has raised that man like an old English baby and you can tell.
"Wait," Alfred interrupted, fork halfway to his mouth. "Are you offering me a job or... a relationship?" "Both!" Martha chimed in, her dazzling smile almost making him choke on his foie gras. "We’d love for you to be our butler and our partner."
No, The small demon and the big boy
or The small demon child and the big demon brother
The small boy and the big demon. (Jason Todd - Damian Wayne)
Do you think Jason if given the chance to go back in time before his death he would try to adopt Tim. Like his past self is out the Manor then he goes back in time (in his past body). While Bruce is panicking because "Oh no his (small baby) son is gone." Jason is like "Hey you know what is a good idea? To go and essentially kidnap (is it kidnapping if he is your brother?) my (future) baby brother!!"
Know Bruce is standing there trying to understand why his son ran away to kidnap their neighbor's kid and insisting he should adopt him?
And how is he going to explain to Dick that Jason adopted ( for him) another kid???
Jason is for sure going to get the rest of his siblings but one at a time.
(Know how is Jason going to convince Bruce to take him to the middle east without being suspicious and where could Cass be?)
I love this series. It is amazing but I hope that if it updates there will be a Tim x Danny x Ryan poly because Karma loves drama let us be honest. I really hope that Ryan loves Danny.
For anyone that wants to read it:
It is the first Master Post under "Danny and Fan Blog"
God danny taking pics at the gala and tim just being enthralled by him while danny is completely oblivious to the fact that this is his birdie
When Danny reaches the podium, he realizes he doesn't have a speech ready. He doesn't even have a topic on what he should be speaking about. He barely knows what kind of art this charity funds.
Is it painting? The theater? Writers? Digital? Music? Who knows, not Danny. He just knows that it was for kids.
He is also still holding Ryan's hand, so the other man is forced to walk up with him. He didn't mean to cling to the overwhelmed ex-waiter, but Danny was really nervous right now, and he forgot his strength when holding on. So, despite Ryan's few frantic tugs, Danny's trembling fingers locked his plam in an iron cage.
A sea of faces is aimed at them, people who make thousands a day, waiting for Danny to open his mouth and deliver a speech on a donation that he supposedly made.
In the front row, Danny can spot Oliver Green and Bruce Wayne, who each recently gave five million to the art programs. Danny knows this because there was a joke online that the two were trying to outdo each other. It was a game to them, yet somehow, Danny Fenton is the name that appears with the most money donated.
The bright spotlight is blinding, to the point that Danny feels like he is going to sweat through his suit.
How much did Lady Gotham donate?
Rayn nervously shifts on his feet, his hand also starting to get sweaty in Danny's hold. He gives the other man what he hopes is a comforting smile and only receives a bewildered, nervous grimace in turn. Danny wishes he could offer to comfort him, but with the very little Gala training he has from the Ghost Nobility Meeting, he knows he can't afford it.
He turns to the crowd, leaning towards the mic with a crooked smile. Danny swears that whenever he had to uphold the duties of his title, it felt like the transformation of Phantom overtaking his body, covering every inch until the uncool nerdy Fenton was gone. All that remains is the High King Phantom.
"Good evening. I am Danny Fenton, and I just want to thank Mr. Wayne for organizing such an important event for the arts. What is art? Art is everywhere- the melodies of our music, the design of our clothes, and the wonder in our stories, movies, plays, and books. Even the shelter of our homes has art. It's proof of humanity, for it was the first way humans ever recorded their existence, and we used it to change our reality."
He smiles at the crows, using one hand to gracefully gesture to the ceiling that Mr. Wayne's family has tastefully decorated with wood carvings. "It's this wonder that we are now offering to our youths so that they may one day look up at a similar world and fine the wonder in it"
He has no idea what he's going on about. Public speaking has never been his strong suit, but thankfully, he has enough regal to make it appear he does.
Danny's articulation has smoothed out, turning each word into a hypnotic, soothing rumble that washes over the party. He knows it's working because the people's expressions have now shifted, looking both surprised and captivated as more and more phrases fall from Danny's tongue.
If you were to ask him how he knows this, well, he would mention that Sam had once taken a video of him while he was practicing his King's address, and he had been stupefied that Phantom had always sounded so confident, sass, and in control. He never raised his voice, but his words were sharper, and an accent from the high class appeared in his tone.
It had been enough to make Phantom look like a King since the start of the human race, and Danny was grateful that, like invisibility, it could pass along to his human side without a full transformation.
It felt like an out-of-body experience—he knew he was speaking, he could see the absolutely enthralled audience, and he could even feel Ryan's hand and the heat of the light, but for the life of him, Danny could not understand what he was saying.
If this was a movie, it would be the montage of a slow pan over the people, dramatic, inspirational music playing in the background to draw out whatever he was saying, and only the visible of Danny dramatically talking, but not actual speech was heard.
It was Lady Gotham. She had taken over his body and set it to autopilot. He knew because Clockwork had once done it to him when Danny was unsure about the move to Gotham.
At least she stepped in when he needed her the most.
"Thank you for your time," Danny finishes, feeling Phantom's confidence melt away as the roaring round of applause echoes through the ballroom. Slowly, he feels the control of his limbs return to him as he pushes away from the podium.
"Wow," Ryan gasps, staring at him with wide shining eyes. He looks like his breath has collapsed in his lungs. Danny feels his face heat up as the handsome man continues to stare. "That was the most beautiful speech I've ever heard. You're... incredible."
"Nah, man, I just really like...the arts." He fumbles. "Like taking photos 'cause I have...a camera." Danny shutters, gesturing to the thing hanging around his neck. "It got lens and everything."
Ryan blinks at him. "Are you nervous?"
"Yeah"
"Why? You just gave the most impressive inspirational speech I've ever heard."
"It's because you're hot and you're talking to me, and I'm not good with people," Danny tells him honestly, dropping Ryan's hand to rub at his neck. I also really want to take the Waynes' photos and be gone, back to the streets."
Ryan laughs, throwing his whole head back and trying to cover his mouth with his hand. Danny's eyes widened, utterly shocked by how bright he seemed now. "You, Danny Fenton, are the strangest man I have ever met, and I've only known you for an hour!"
Danny's face turns hotter. "Yeah...I ugh...I get that a lot."
There is a moment of silence, during which the clicking of people's wine glasses and the slow mutter of voices wash over them. Ryan considers him with a critical eye before he holds out his hand once more. "Do you care for a dance?"
"Dance? With me?" Danny repeats, but at Ryan's answering smile, he feels himself melt. Retaking the hand, he held through the long speech, Danny grins, "I love to. But only one song. I have to find the Waynes afterward."
"Why?"
"I'm on a job, actually. My client hired me to take photos of them."
"That's an odd request," Ryan comments, bringing Danny in close to sway to the music that plays. Danny shrugs his shoulders, carefully following the steps Princess Dora had taught him.
"She's an odd lady."
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Across the hall, Jason is watching the pair with intensity. Tim can understand the urge to figure out the new player because he knows who Danny Fenton is and where on earth he had hidden his wealth until this sudden splash.
However, that was mostly due to Tim's upbringing and current CEO job. What made Jason so focused on him? His brother usually never even blinked on any new money or old money.
He thought them too annoying and only came to galas to keep the civilian image up.
"Something on your mind, Jay?" He asks quietly, leaning on the wall and sipping his sparkling water.
"That's Ryan Aetos. One of my...employees."
Ah, a Red Hood Goon.
That could mean two things: Aetos needed more money for whatever reason and took a legitimate part-time job when not making rounds with the rest of the gang, or he was going rogue and planning on betraying Jason.
He was going to break one of Jason's rules, likely where they don't target the crazy rich because the crazy rich could buy the law and bring down it's wrath until the gang's territory.
In Tim's experience, it was seldom the first option.
"Do you think he'll do something?"
"I don't know. He seemed genuine when he spoke about his sick sister- she's why he's been trying to make a quick buck to pay for her medical bills- but he also has a reputation."
"What kind of reputation?"
"Manipulating and one hell of a Romance scammer." Jason grunts. "I've seen him trick three people into funding his lifestyle by batting his eyelashes. I've let him be since he never targeted anyone who didn't deserve it, and it was one less corner boy I had to worry about. But if he's pulling that now on Fenton...."
"Then Fenton may not react very well when he finds out. And we don't have enough information on him to know what he would do to Aetos." Tim finishes turning now to also observe the couple. Fenton is a flustered mess, seeming to be rambling and far too interested in the man wearing the waiter outfit.
Aetos, for his part, is smiling down at him with a content little grin and an adoring expression. It's hard to say if it's an honest one, though, because whenever Fenton glances away, hunger bleeds into Aeto's face.
Is the hunger of a man attracted to another man?
Or the hunger of a man attracted to greed?
Crude.
"What's your call?" He asks Jason since it is his employee. Betrayal or not, Jason has always cared deeply for those he considered his, including the men and women in his gang.
Jason watches for three more songs in silence before sighing. "Separate them. I'll take Ryan and see if I can figure out his plan. You find out more about Fenton. Maybe it is just New Money falling in love with a man down on his luck who's trying to care for his little sister."
"Sounds like a Hallmark movie," Tim jokes, pushing away from the wall. "I've always hated how cliche those movies are"