I Would Let Him Ruin My Life.

Jason, newly back from the dead: *walks into the room, sees Bruce, turns and leaves*

Bruce: well, there's my monthly dose of Jason

Instead of being on a government list, he has a government list.

He also has the phone number of all the powerful and famous people, he thinks is a business relationship but they call at least once a month to hang out. Or what KRS describes as "catching up on plans and creating new strategies".

Judging by his track record as Cale Henituse, I wholeheartedly believe Kim Roksoo destroyed a few guilds and came very close to (if not succeeded in) overthrowing the government of at least one of the countries on earth.

To my kings 👊😌 to keep fucking shit up with style another year

Thems

Batman be like

"Batman is taller then Superman." "No Superman is taller then Batman. " no fuck that, I present you with:

Bruce and Clark are the same exact height and refuse to admit it.

Hear me out. This originally starts when they're hanging out and Clark says "since I'm the taller one" in a conversation as though it's fact. And Bruce immediately stops him.

Bruce: Wait what? You're not the taller one.

Clark: Bruce I'm very clearly 2 inches taller than you.

Bruce: No. You very clearly have curly hair.

Clark: My hair is literally a part of me tho. And even without it I'm still about half an inch above you.

Bruce:Wrong. I have all your measurements and it shows that I am exactly 0.4cm taller than you.

Clark: You think your so smart whenever you use metric

Bruce: I think I'm so smart always

Clark: Well clearly not if your measurements are inaccurate. Don't worry though, people love short kings

Bruce: I am not a short king

Clark: Would you prefer miniature monarch or even pocket sized prince

Bruce: I would prefer you shut up before I leave you here with a shard of kryptonite up your ass

The next time they meet after this conversation is in the watchtower.

Clark: .... Did you put lifts in your shoes

Bruce:What? No

Clark: You're taller than you usually are in the suit

Bruce: No I've always been 4inchs taller than you in the suit

Clark: Bruce the ears don't count

Bruce: If you want to count your badly styled hair as a part of you I can count the cowl

Clark: You're being ridiculous my hair is literally a part of me, it's attached to my head

Bruce: And the cowl is attached to my soul

Clark: THAT DOESN'T EVEN MAKE SENSE

Bruce: When you're as tall as I am you don't have to make sense *pats Clark's head and leaves*

After this conversation Clark made sure to always hover 4 inches off the ground whenever he's standing next to Bruce. He refuses to admit that it's so he looks taller and he says no matter how high he flies he'll never be as tall as Bruce's ego. Bruce doesn't respond but with each new batsuit upgrade he gets just a bit taller.

Just imagine KRS clocking the batfam secret identities the first time he arrives on Gotham. But the contract to be the Wayne's bodyguard is so juicy he just say "fuck it, we ball" and applys to that shit.

And he gets hired because Batman thinks he is suspicious asf because he has no background and recently arrived in Gotham. And then he gets to know him and can't let this depressed man alone or he will find a way to die.

And KRS is just confused by those rich kids, strangely nice and way too welcoming for their own good. So he decides they need to be protected by all costs.

Cue, KRS using instant the first time Two Face or someone interrupts a gala and beats the shit out of him, because, the audacity of this bitch to point a gun to his family.

DC x TOTCF/LCF/TCF

For a while, the Batfamily thought that KRS was a clone of Batman

There was a theory that he was another of his bio-sons that he didn't know about but it was dismissed because KRS was too old for that

Idk, just an idea

If the next day Cale gives more sweets and pats to the kids, it's only between him and his (the claim felt so natural to him) children.

Calling him dad:

I feel like Cale would have a blank face with mildly wide open eyes if the kids were to call him dad.  Raon would fumble with the words a little because while he considers him his father, he still feels shy about being so open about it.  Hong is beet red while shouting in a mix of embarrassment and excitement about proclaiming this to his dad’s face.  On would say it a bit quietly but steadily, glancing away for a second before maintaining eye contact because she wants him to know they mean it.  She looks almost unfazed but there’s a slight red on her ear. They see Cale have a blank look on his face and know it’s because he’s an idiot and needs a moment to process. Which is absolutely right because he’s like ‘me? Dad? Where did they get that idea? Well, not that i mind, but– when did this development happen?

And he’s close to saying they should not call him that if they feel weird about it, but he sees the genuine excitement on the boys’ faces, and the fond determination on On’s face that seems to know his turmoil and tells him that yes they mean it and no this doesn’t feel weird it feels liberating and suddenly he can’t say anything.  He just pats each of their heads before letting them fall into his arms in a warm embrace.  

Because children should be happy.

And his kids will be happy for as long as he can make it so.

So if calling him ‘dad’ makes them feel like this, he’s okay with it.

(He’s more than okay with it)

He ignores the way his chest feels.  Because that’s not important right now.

What’s important is that On started sniffling like she was about to cry.

That was new.  On had never made such an expression.  She seemed happy and relieved.

Like the weight she had been carrying as the older sister that was thrown away by her home was finally lifted from her small shoulders.  The usual serious expression was gone.

And Cale hugged her tighter.  He ignored the way his arms trembled from the effort.  So did the kids.

Because children should feel like children.

And On was feeling like a kid again. 

And her siblings were right there with her.

With their dad.

With this large yet little family of theirs.

In their own corner of the world.

He's just like me frr

dean and cas have a really bad argument one time and when they’re in the making up stage dean is just like “okay hit me” and cas is like ???? and dean is like “i pissed you off i deserve it so just hit me” and cas frowns and touches him on the arm over the handprint and very softly tells him that he doesn’t deserve to be physically punished for his wrongdoings and dean just. gets all quiet and doesn’t talk for a while

Screaming crying throwing up rolling around on the floor ripping my hair out banging my head against the wall breaking my arms and legs doing a summersault over a pit of lava diving right into a vat of acid

Jason has a life-sized cutout of Bruce Wayne in his apartment, and he argues with it a hell of a lot. When Dick dropped by one day and saw it, Jason convinced him of how cathartic it was. Dick brushed him off, telling him to find healthier coping mechanisms, only to go out and get one of his own.