rocketshipinspace024
Hi! This is Rocket (they/them), and I write stories
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Everyone thinks Dick is a rule follower cause of the way he speaks, but his actions prove otherwise. Like I feel like he always says “that plan is insane we can’t do it” and then just turns around and does it himself but convinces himself it’s all good cause out loud he said it. Like he’s all “we have to listen to Bruce, he’s right” while he’s sneaking out with the batmobile.
Considering that Jason canonically accepts easily if someone gives him money and even intentionally asks it sometimes for his Service, I need Tim to pay him on occasions when he is in trouble and needs to distract Bruce.
Bruce: Timothy Jackson Drake Wayne.
Tim: Woah, not the full governmental name? What did I do?
Bruce: Wanna explain where the... 3 million went from my bank account?
Tim, who promised Bart and Kon, built a whole ass trampoline park for them along with other stupid shit, BUT who doesn't want to spend his personal money, so he wastes Bruce's: Well.
Tim, pressing an automatic button on his phone that sends Jason money and his location: Yeah, actually. You see...
Bruce: Well?
Somewhere from the town: *a loud sound of explosion*
Bruce: What—
Tim, absentmindedly: Oh, horrors, it is Jason's episode again. Seems like he blew up something.
Bruce: Oh my fucking g—
Eddie graduates, finds himself a shitty job that he keeps getting promoted at, and now he’s the manager.
That’s how he found himself wearing a tie, sitting across Goddamn Dave, the district manager, being told that he has to hire one of his friend’s kids, “And the kid’s friend, they’re a pair apparently.”
Which…what is this? Chain store nepotism? It’s bullshit.
“The kid’s not all there, head injury,” Goddamn Dave tells him. “Go easy on him.”
Then it turns out the kid isn’t even a teenager looking for a summer job. It’s twenty-something Steve Harrington from high school??? With a dog. And a lesbian.
“Service dog,” Steve says when he sees Eddie looking at it. “A dog with a job.”
“More of a hobby,” his friend - Robin, Eddie recognizes her - says. “He doesn’t get paid. His name is Steve.”
“His name is NOT Steve,” Steve - human - scoffed. “His birth name was Steve. He changed it.”
“They’re twins.”
Eddie does not roll his eyes into oblivion because he’s a goddamn professional. He just rolls them to the back of his head where Gene Simmons reminds him that if he wants to rock and roll all night, he needs to be employed.
He informs them of their shift schedules and barely gets through Steve’s when Robin says, “We have to work the same shifts. It was on our resume.”
Steve adds, “Also, we need to leave early today.”
Eddie thinks, goddamn Dave.
“[insert dc comics thing] is not canon anymore—” i’m gonna be so fr i haven’t cared about what’s canon and what’s not ever since they killed alfred in order to further bruce and damian’s character development. bc to acknowledge the different canons is to acknowledge that alfred pennyworth, my ideal man, is dead. therefore, to me, nothing is canon unless i like it. and that’s not even to mention damian’s furry arc.
They may be fully trained vigilantes, but they are also brother's at the core.
Commission Info / Kofi (members get comics a week early)
Bruce going to the park and realizing he has an extra kid
Bruce: hey boys, come get some cupcakes! *opening the package he bought earlier at the store* here, Dick, I know you like chocolate—here, Jason, that’s funfetti, here, Kid, this one’s—wait Dick, Jason, and Kid: *stare up at him innocently* Bruce: *slowly relinquishes the cupcake to Kid* uh . . . Who is this? Jason: *nonchalantly* oh, this is Tim. Our brother. Bruce: *chokes, immediately wondering if he somehow missed that Jason or Dick had a brother* your what— Jason: our brother? Bruce: *coughs* that’s what I thought you said, but that doesn’t clear anything u- Tim: *adorably* mister? Are you their dad? Jason: yeah, he is. Tim: *hugs Bruce* Bruce: Bruce: *looks to Dick and narrows his eyes, still holding into Tim* you Planned This, you little demon Dick: oh absolutely *fist bumps Jason* Jason: so can we keep him? Bruce: he’s a child, not a dog- Tim: *still hugging Bruce* mister, this cupcake is delicious! I don’t get any sweets at home, mama says it’ll make me too fat for the press Bruce: *immediately* nope, he’s ours now
Bruce Wayne as a dad, but he doesn't try to reprimand his kids, he just acts like everything is his 13th reason:
"Jason, if you throw that guy off the cliff, i am also jumping off after him."
"Dick, if you don't get down from there, I will stand under the chandelier when it falls down."
"Damian, if you cut that head off, i will walk into your sword."
No wonder bkg can't stand his ass
Eddie decides that he can’t stand another second of Steve Harrington looking like the saddest wettest puppy left out in the rain after he got beat up and had to quit basketball. He’s going to do something about it.
Steve, realizing that he’s suddenly being followed around by a bunch of weird nerds, is like, “No, stop it! I don’t need any more nerds trying to get me to join their club.”
“You already have nerds recruiting you?”
Steve, raised since childhood on a strict diet of tax forms, utility bills, and neatly labeled folders, handles Love with capital L the only way he knows how—logistically.
So the moment he realizes things with Eddie are serious-serious, he doesn’t make a big speech or even breathe a word.
He just quietly opens a joint savings account.
Then a trust fund.
Lists himself as Eddie’s emergency contact.
Buys a gold ring (simple, tasteful, suspiciously the right size). He knows Eddie likes silver, but that's not what it's for. Gold is in any case an investment in the future, if something happens.
And—because, well, they’ve survived four apocalypses—he updates his will.
Steve wrote it after Apocalypse #2.
The BMW had been bought with his money and, should anything happen, was legally designated to go to Dustin.
Everything else—his personal savings, the shared funds, and whatever compensation the government might cough up for the next end-of-the-world scenario—was to go to Eddie.
Nobody knows this but Steve. It’s filed in a folder marked “just in case”.
Eddie, on the other hand, doesn’t do paperwork.
When he realizes things are serious, he gives Steve his favorite band t-short. Then changes the tires on Steve’s BMW from summer to winter without being asked. Fixes the bookshelf Steve’s been threatening to burn for a month. And starts making him sandwiches in the morning — the kind his mom used to make for him, with just the right amount of mustard and that one slice of tomato Steve always forgets he likes. Uses his entire vocabulary of cute nicknames on Steve and comes up with a couple of new ones.
Miraculously, it works.
Because Eddie gets this strange, unfamiliar feeling of being safe. And Steve? Steve finally feels understood. And cared for, in a way he didn’t know he needed.
Roy and Lian go away for a week and Jason gets lonely so he goes to one of CatWomans safe houses.
Selina walking in seeing a six foot beefy ass Jason playing with one of her kittens: Hey…
Jason: Sup
Selina: Is Roy out of town?
Jason petting the loudest orange kitten she has: Yeah how’d you know
Meme redraw with the batboys — They’d be too powerful if they were allowed to be raised together….