I think it’d be so funny if Bruce just refuses to disclose the existence of Robin to the league. He knows it’d take less than a minute for them to form a wicked mock club against him.
Except he just? Carries Robin around. Under that endless void that is his cape. Clark pinches the stress point between his brows. “Batman, is that a child under your cape?”
“No.”
“Bruce I can HEAR his heartbeat.”
“I think the long exposure to kryptonite partially damaged your brain. There is no child here, Clark.”
“He’s literally drinking Barry’s coffee right now.”
“He’s WHAT-“
my ao3 isn't working😭😭😭 it's not letting me log in smh how am I supposed to read my arguably absurd amount of bedtime fics now huh??? what do you expect me to do? sleep?? pfft absolutely not
Bruce, calmly: WHO PUT SLIME IN THE BATMOBLIE
Duke, immediately: it was Dick
Bruce: *staring at Dick with That Face*
Dick: NO IT WASN’T- BRUCE WAIT- I CAN EXPLAIN
Duke: *slips out of room unnoticed*
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Duke, in front of a camera: it was me. i put the slime in the batmobile.
girl there have been moments when ao3 has been down longer than tiktok was just gone for lmaooo
Bruce- So anyway, then I-, wait. Hang on.
Bruce, standing and walking to the window, pulling it open and leaning out of it- Don't even think about it!
Jason- Oh, come on!
Dick- How'd you know?!
Tim- I TOLD you he bugged us!
Clark- What were they about to do?
Bruce- No idea. But I've learned to play the odds
hhahahahHhHhHHAAAAAA
red
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The real reason why none of the bat-boys are allowed in the kitchen
don't want to write I want to think very hard about my fic until it emerges from my head fully formed like athena
how the fam find out Jason's still alive
Dick, looking through old photo books: aw, it's such a shame Talia didn't tell B about you until recently Dami, I'd have loved to see photos of you as a baby
Damian: ? I can get baby photos if that is required in this family
Dick: what, how? Talia doesn't seem like the baby-book kind of woman, no offense.
Damian: She was not, however after my brother was brought out of the Lazarus pit he was given a few old cameras in an attempt to make his mind focus on something not harmful to himself and settle down. He took a lot of photos of our family during his training.
Dick:
Bruce:
Both, simultaneously: your what now?
-later-
Damian, walking into the room with an old box: Alright so I broke into his current safe house while he was working and took one of the boxes. I believe these should suffice for your 'baby books'
Bruce: hold on you broke into his- your brother lives in Gotham??? there's a trained league assassin working in this city and you didn't tell me? Damian we need to talk about your habit of withholding important infor-
Dick: Bruce.....
Bruce: -mation. what?
Dick: look at the.... photo...
Bruce, leaning over to see a photo of Jason Todd holding baby Damian up at the head of a meeting table like in the lion king, red smear on his forehead, while Ra's Al Ghul stares at them both from his seat looking Tired Of Jason's Shit™:
Damian, peering at the photo: yes, Todd got quite good with the timers on those cameras, he took many a photo holding me like that. I believe it was a special campaign designed to get on grandfather's nerves enough that he'd agree to watch the movie with us.
Bruce:
Dick:
*screaming*
bonus:
Tim: you know some of these photos are actually really good, like the angles and tones you used
Jason: you steal Robin, I steal photography.
Tim:
I consumed some Batman content for the first time and, uhm, Jason Todd ,, I like you a whole lot :') once again my hands were icking to scribble
crazy how fanfic authors drop the most beautiful and gorgeous pieces of work ever, leaving you speechless and sobbing at three in the morning as you quietly contemplate the masterpiece you just read
and they don’t get paid for it they just do it because they’re having fun and they want to share their joy with you
like I would literally die for all of you fanfic authors out there reblog to swear your allegiance to fanfic authors