Part Five Of Jon And The Wayne’s: Bruce’s Phone Proves He’s A Slut.

Ok, so can we talk about Punz for a second? Because like when I rewatched that stream the other day, not only did I notice that is was Punz who avenged Dream by killing Tommy and returning all of his stuff, after Sapnap and Tommy had ambushed Dream and refused to return it [details] (making him truly the mvp, who really doesn’t get enough credit). But I also noticed some other fun things.

Specially this.

And this.

Tommy punches Dream -> immediately killed by Punz [clip].

Like okay maybe we could make the point that Dream pays him to kill Tommy and reclaim all of his stuff [clip], but pretty sure Dream isn’t paying him to be so protective.

Part six of Jon and the Wayne’s: mission and Kris.

In this au Jim adopted a teen. I don’t know backstory, he’s painfully not cut out to be a vigilante, dosent want to be one, but is grafted along by Damian and Jon. Mostly Jon. He has blue eyes, ginger hair and his name is Kris. Enjoy.

Jon stared down at the planes bellow. Normally he would fly him and his team down, but now wasn’t normally. And he had been doused with a good amount of kryptonite gas a few hours ago, so he was considerably weakened. He turned to his friends.

“Alright guys, who do we get down this cliff?”

Damian looked at him and smirked, putting his sword back into his holster and pulling his hood down he stared down.

“Gentlemen, I have a plan.”

Kris’s face dropped.

“Nope. Veto.” He but in, before Damian could even say anything. Damian looked downright offended.

“You didn’t hear the plan!” He protested, turning to Jon. “Kent! He didn’t even hear the plan!”

Jon sighed, crossing his arms like an exasperated mother.

“Kris, you didn’t even hear the plan.”

“For gods sake.” Kris groaned, looking over Damian’s head. Damian didn’t appreciate it but Kris wasn’t finished speaking.

“We already know what the plan is Kent!”

“I don’t like to assume.” Jon said, glancing slightly down at Damian, who looked murder-y. 

“Which means you already know!” Kris explained exasperatedly.

Damian glared at Kris.

“How do you know the plan when you haven’t heard the plan.” He growled, taking a step closer to him.

“How do you say no to the plan when you haven’t heard the plan!”

“Damian,” kris started, concerned. “I know what’s gonna happen.” He said. “And I know the two of you are probably gonna be fine, but I’m gonna die, and then I’ll be a ghost.” He said, shivering. “And I don’t know what the rules of that exactly are, but then I think that means I’d have to haunt you guys.” He said.

“And I would really, really like to avoid that if I can.”

“You’re such a worm,” Damian said solemnly glaring at him. “And I’m going to call you wormy from now on.”

“Jonathan he’s calling me wormy again!”

“Now wormy, we can say no to the plan, but first we know the plan to say no to the plan. So we have to hear the plan to know the plan to say no to the plan.” Jon said calmly, putting a hand on Kris’s shoulder.

“Fine, ok.” Kris said warily, looking at Damian, who was now grinning maliciously.

“Great!” Damian said, smiling. Evil.

“So I was thinking-“ he started, then grabbed both their collars, running to the edge while yelling.

“We’re jumping!”

The ending could barely hear anything, but caught the sound of someone yelling.

“I knew it!” Before two screams and one cackle.

Kris in the end was mostly fine. His hood got snagged on a branch before he hit the ground. He was upset about his hoddie though.

Part five: Bruce is an accidental slut

tagged:

@klance-one-standing

here you go, sorry it took so long. But here’s another job-batfam. We get a look at Jon and his mental state in this one.

part two:

please comment what you think!

(Jon is 17.)

(Damian is 17.)

This is my au, if you wanna know more I can start posting on my blog. It’s just for fun, we have stoner Jon and Bruce, who isn’t as preachy with Jon as he is with his kids. Enjoy.

“Wipe that smile off your face Jon I know what you did.”

Jon whipped around, facing Bruce. He had been raised in Gotham for the past few years because Clark wanted him to have real world experience…. Yeah. And now we’re here.

“Ok, first of all bad energy. Second, happiness is a mental condition you sorely need asshole. Third, I have no idea what you’re talking about.”

Bruce glowers.

“You know exactly what I’m taking about.”

“Sir, with all due respect. I am a model student with a vague backstory like most of the people on the lower rungs of Gotham’s popularity poles.”

Bruce pinched the bridge of his nose and looked at gone through his eyelashes.

“I know about the weed business.”

Jon’s eyes widen before he schooled himself.

“Rumour?”

“4K.”

“Dammit!”

Bruce glared.

“You really thought you could deal in my city-“ He started, before Jon cut him off.

“I’m very much repenting Mr Wayne-“

“And not cut me in?”

Jon jolted out of whatever he was about to say, his head snapping in Bruce’s direction.

“…..oh. Wow.” He said, pausing and looking away for a second before looking back to Bruce.

“Is this entrapment?”

Bruce ignored his question and started again.

“You know there is only one woman I’ve ever loved?”

“My dad?”

“No- Clark? Fucking idiot.” He punched his brow. “I’m taking about Mary Jane.”

“Is that Mrs Kyle’s first name?” Jon asked, knowing the two were friend and it’d rule Bruce up.

Selina, who was raiding the fridge after breaking in, turned and said.

“It is now!”

“No!” Bruce yelled back, getting thoroughly annoyed.

“I’m talking about dank, Jonathan. Reefer.”

“Are we still talking about the same drug?”

“Ok here’s the score, you little dumbass. You work for me now.” Bruce said, rolling his eyes.

“For you?”

“I’ve been running the grass business up here for a while now, you think it’s easy running after you little super saiyan Rugrats? Gordon’s up to his head in gummies.”

Jon blinked at him, before responding.

“I am really struggling to wrap my head around this Mr B.”

Bruce scoffed. “Just look at my eyes Jonathan. you think I take Vaisene for fun?”

“No, there red because your up all the time.” 

Jonathan respinded, before comming to the sudden realisation.

Bruce nodded his head pointedly, raising his eyebrows.

“Oh my god, really?”

“They’re playing checkers Jonathan, you gotta play chess.”

Jon stared at the older man, who Clark trusted him with for three years. 

“Jesus.”

“I’m thinking an 80-20 split.” Bruce said, turning from Jon.

“You sell to Damian and they’ll never find your body.”

“Yeah that tracks.”

I promise I didn't disappear, I just don't have any impulse control and started several at once again haha

*mwah* lol

Justice League Meeting

Superman: where’s Batman? The meeting was supposed to start 20 minutes ago.

Wonderwoman: could he be in danger?

Green Arrow: someone maybe should call him BEFORE we go into defcon 1

Superman: [calls the bat-line]

Oracle: [answers] this is O. How can I help?

Superman: Hi Oracle. Batman was supposed to be at the tower 20 minutes ago. Do you know where he is?

Oracle: let me check… yeah, he’s at the cave, I can connect you to the security cameras?

Superman: Please.

Oracle: ok.

-The batcave shows up on screen, Bruce and some of the kids present-

Batman: [Mid sentence] -OUTRAGEOUS STUNT!!

Damian: [scowling, arms crossed] -tt-

Batman: Do NOT scoff at me, young man!

Jason: [snorts]

Batman: Are you Laughing?! This is reckless even by YOUR standards Jason!

Jason: yeah… but you said-

Batman: [menacing] What?!

Jason: [looks at Dick and mimes “young man”]

Batman: Don’t look at-

Dick: [loudly and jovially] THERE’S NO NEED TO FEEL DOWN

Batman: Wh-

Steph: I said YOUNG MAN [spins to point at Tim]

Tim: [Fingerguns at Steph] Pick yourself off the ground!

Batman: [floundering] En-

Dick: I said YOUNG MAN

Jason: ‘Cause you’re in a new town!

Duke: [from the locker rooms] There’s no need to be unhappy!

Batman: [to Duke] You’re not even in trouble!

Steph and Tim: YOUNG MAN there’s a place you can go!

Dick: [throws an arm around Jason’s shoulders] I said YOUNG MAN! When you’re short on your dough!

Jason: You can STAY THERE!

Batman: That’s EN-

Dick and Jason: [turn to Damian, grinning expectantly] and I’m sure you will find-!!

Damian: [glaring and without enthusiasm] …many ways to have a good time.

Batman: Don’t-

All the batkids: [chorusing] It’s fun to stay at the B-A-T CAVE

Batman: [finally loses it] WHY???!!

-

Superman: …

Green Arrow: …well someone has to say it.

The Flash: That he should get an award for parenting that lot?

Green Arrow: that clearly inherited behaviour has nothing to do with genetics. I grew up with Bruce Wayne; he deserves every second of this

Mer JL au:

Barry: Indo-Pacific Sailfish.

(These baby boys are the speedsters of the ocean, and their really cute. I love them, I love him, it works. I’m a big fish person if you can’t tell. And the retractable fin can be purple or blue, and its interchanges with the weather for him. Fast as flip boi.)

Dick/Richard: Four-Winged Flying Fish.

(I know everyone says he’s a flying fish, and I agree! But I’d prefer if people started naming which one. i know there’s at least six different types of flying fish, and I’d like that acknowledged. Anyway, I think the four wing suits him best. Their more powerful and look much cooler. Thanks for coming to my ted talk.)

Hi! Author’s note, thank you for all your support for the first part and second part of my story! I’m really glad you all are enjoying and apologise for the late chapter, I’ve just been de-motivated and tired. But I hope you enjoy either way! Please LMK any ideas, enjoy part three!

Every part I think I’m just going to try to add two more species of Mer, like I did in the first part. The first part will be linked under the people who asked to be tagged, if you want to be tagged PM me.

Tagged:

@ancientdreams-in-a-modernland

Part one linked: Clark finds himself a friend. Bruce finds himself a meal ticket.

Chapter Two: Clark almost gets caught. Bruce tries to communicate with him.

chapter four: Clark finds the family. Bruce needs a nap.

Enjoy the story!

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The meeting, in fact, was a fluke. It was called automatically when one of the members got hurt and it sent out an alert which called the meeting. Barry didn’t get hurt per se. he just decided it’d be a fun idea to try out-swim a boat and crashed into it. So, the alarm went off because he got a blood nose. Clark was upset but decided to just continue on with his day.

He went back to the reef daily to look for Bruce. He honestly missed the other, they never really spoke, but he felt listened to when they were together. Well, he liked to think he was listened to. He had spent the morning in his apartment writing a report. It wasn’t the most fun, but by the time lunch rolled around he was definitely ready for a break.

He heads off on his way to the reef again, holding his pad and trying to memorize the flash pattern he figured out last time from Bruce. When he got there, he weaved in and out of coral, taking note of the damage, it had sustained. “not good,” Clark mumbled, running his fingers over a part that had a particularly nasty gash in it. He winced.

Clark saw a flash of black and turned with a grin. Seems Bruce had been looking for him too. Bruce sat perched on a piece of coral, looking down his nose at Clark intimidatingly, as if still trying to show Clark they weren’t buddy-buddy. Clark thought Bruce was being funny, a little bit dramatic. Until he saw a flash of silver behind the other. Peaking over Bruce’s shoulder was a Mer-pup, no older than 12, starring at Clark. He clearly wasn’t the same species of Bruce, not even close to it.

Dick was a four-winged flying fish Mer, silvery blue in colour and absolutely stunning. He had short, thick and plentiful black hair like a dark crown contrasting with his tan skin. He had a freckle under his eye, and when he made eye contact with Clark he waved slightly, wings twitching absentmindedly.

Clark waved back, staring at the pup. He was surprised Bruce had a pup, let alone one that seemed too attached to him. He was about to speak but heard a quiet. “hello.” From Dick. Clark didn’t know he could talk. “Uh- hi? What’s your name? kid?” he asked, about to swim closer, Bruce coiled himself. He was normally ok with Clark, but this was the first time Bruce brought his pup to meet him. He was a bit more hostile than usual.

Dick frowned and nuzzled under Bruce’s chin till he calmed down, before responding. “I’m Richard. But everyone calls me Dick.” He said, grabbing Bruces hand.

“My dad told me you’ve been meeting with him?” Dick asked, curious.

“Yeah,” Clark said feeling slightly confused, but mostly intrigued. “You can communicate with him? How?”

“Flashes,” Dick said, pointing at Bruces tail. As id sensing it, Bruce twitched his tail, flicking Dicks finger while Dick chuckled.

“I had to learn to decipher them quick, you know? He did take me in.”

Clark’s expression softened at Dicks words, eyes flicking to Bruce, who looked at Clark as if daring him to hurt his baby. “So, he isn’t your biological dad?”

Dick held back a laugh at that, staring at Clark. “Were two different species completely? That’s ridiculous. He took me in when my parents passed. Even if he doesn’t speak English, he understands it. He’s a good dad. For the most part.”

Clark smiled. It was cute, seeing the small bright pup talking to his dad. Who was currently eyeing Clark like if he fucked up his guts would decorate the ocean floor. Clark knew he was being tested. And he was not going to lose this time. Not now, not ever.

“You hungry, kid?” he asked with a smile. “oh, yeah! Dad said the fish here are good. And that he doesn’t have to catch them because you do- “

Bruce covered dicks face with his tail, a small flush dusting his cheeks.

“ - . ~  - - -  /  -.. ~ ..  ~ -.-. ~  -.-“

Bruce flashed, giving the pup a look, as he made an embarrassed face. Dick huffed and stuck his tongue out, but Clark got the idea and went to go grab some fish.

Clark knew the other adult was embarrassed, but he couldn’t help but smile to himself as he hunted. He was slowly building trust with the other. He knew Bruce talked- well communicated with his kid about him when they were home. He knew Bruce had a kid now. Hell, since dick spoke English maybe he could get dick to write what the flashes were- or even just the key so he could learn to talk with Bruce on his own.

When Clark got back, he gave dick a fish and Bruce the rest. Bruce, as per normal, ate in regal silence. Simply enjoying his meal. He reluctantly let Clark sit next to his Pup, eyeing the two frequently as they spoke. But Bruce knew his pup needed someone to talk to. Especially if he couldn’t offer that part to him. So he let the two talk.

Meanwhile Dick and Clark were working. Clark had handed Dick his JL pad. Probably against the protocol, he knew it. But he took it to the personal notes side. Dick had walked him through what the flashes meant, helping write down some of the basic words then a key for an alphabet. Dots were short and sharp flashes, lines were flashes that lasted a second, after each letter the light would flicker, and after a word the flashing would stop for three full seconds. 

It was incredibly helpful to Clark.

Dick did enjoy his fish, not as much as his dad but he had a thought that his dad came here mostly to look at the other, bright mer. The fact that his father was an excellent hunter was not lost on him.

When it got dark dick said his goodbyes, smiling at Clark and tagging along with his father as they swam off. Clark was about to turn and leave when he caught Bruce’s eye. Bruce had looked over his shoulder to Clark, and Clark felt the air knocked out of him when before Bruce disappeared with his pup into the dark, he smiled at Clark softly.

And gave him a little wave.

Supergiant's Odysseus has grown on me but there was a missed opportunity.

edit: There's more now

lol

i decided to up the goals for the others u guys got them too quickly :p

Got inspired from this