@luluthespectator

Headcanon that Batman is the youngest in the (main)Justice League roster.

For proper execution, he must be at least 2-3 years younger than the supposed youngest

This headcanon lives co-dependently with the self-accepted that Bruce also has the most grey hairs in his group

I have also had the scenario of Hal freaking out and Barry having an existential crisis over the fact that the Batman is younger than them play out far too many times in my head

Do with this what you will

it comes with being a kim

do you see the vision

the problem is

i have like 2-3 other poly ships :'''')

*eyes batman and tim pointedly* i can't have too many

should i just make it 3 polys..................

I CANNOT CHOOSE!!! HELP!!!!

I need more people to acknowledge that bruce is not gonna be a great parent, but i'll be damned if he doesn't try

His parents are dead, and as far as I've seen, the only real, not-explicitly-toxic relationship he has is with Alfred, his butler

and remember that, at least for a long while, as much as Alfred cared, he still drew a very clear (sometimes limiting) line between them as butler-and-master

so no Bruce does not know what he is doing with any of his relationships, familial or romantical

and no he probably will never really learn

he's going to make absoulutely horrible, relationship-ending choices, but can you truly look me in the eye and say that any batman does not truly love and value every single relationship he is in (asides from when dc butchers everyone's personalities)

so I need to see more fics like this,

a bruce who tries and fails,

who does not know how to deal with any of this,

and so hides behind a mask or a doof smile, uses his persona to try to deal with it, to try to cope

a broken batman who doesn't know what's wrong with him but desperately wants to fix it, only, if only, just to maintain whatever semblance of love he gets from his friends, his kids

maybe that's why he has so many, desperately searching for any warmth in the innocent's child eyes

fanfic writers where you at?

i love their designs

Sneak peek at pre-HOJ arc of Missed Chances AU and their characters!

guys have u ever seen the same post like, twice?

not a reblog, not the same post you originally saw, not even by the same person,

but it's the EXACT SAME POST

you are 100% sure you read this exact thing 4 days ago but it doesn't have the like/comment you left and you can swear that the op's pfp was completely different

but before you can really think about it you end up scrolling to something new then just...... forget

only to remember it multiple weeks later?

Bat-fic inspiration

So I was scrolling on youtube right?

And I come upon one of those voice-over Tumblr reads with the Minecraft parkour in the background, right?

It was titled something like 'times batman said 'im fine' (and he wasn't)' right?

and one section was like

'Situation: Alfred hugged him for no reason......

Quote: '...whats wrong'(I read it like a statement{like a statement, not a question}

Batfam note: this one broke us'

and I was like "O MY GOD, THE ANGST POTENTIAL IS ENDLESS"

and so that brings me to the point of this post;

I NEED someone to write a batfam fic (or literally any other team-relationship centered fic! it can be the justice league! I'm not picky) with this exact premise/opening:

*clears throat*

"It had been an unusual couple of weeks since the last scarecrow attack. Ever since Bruce woke up from his fear-gas induced coma, he has been more........ emotional. He would suddenly pull people into hugs or try to have actual conversations with people.... It was weird. And so the collective decision had been made to exact revenge; they had even enlisted the help of Alfred, this was gonna be good.

Someone pulled out their phone to record as Alfred approached Bruce, who was currently bent over the Batcomputer, working on a case. The video was being live-streamed to the group chat. Alfred reached Bruce and enveloped the towering man in a big hug. There was a solid minute of silence. You could see Bruce attempting to process what was going on and failing miserably, his face then hardened as he placed his hands on Alfred's shoulders and pulled the older man away. He then looked Alfred in the eye before asking him in a serious tone

"Alfred, what's wrong."

Alfred seemed to be caught off-guard by the question, this prompted Bruce to prod further

"Are the kids alright/ Are you alright? C'mon Alfred. What happened."

Everyone watching freezed. Why did he looked so worried? So scared?

"Alfred, can you hear me?"

All Alfred had done was give him a hug. Why was he reacting like this when he had been doing the exact same thing?

"Alfred!"

Alfred was the one who was closest to Bruce. The one he trusted and cared for the most.

"Ah. I'm sorry master Bruce, nothing's wrong"

"Then why did you do that?"

Was it really that strange to Bruce to receive affection? A hug? Even from Alfred?

"It-"

They could see Alfred tense up ever so slightly.

"It nothing sir, no need to make a fuss"

Alfred then turned and walked away. Bruce watched him for a while before sighing and returning to his work. Someone heard him mumling.

"Must've been the kids"

Everyone was silent. They had been expecting surprise, embarrassment, or awkwardness, not.... this. That made some people think, when was the last time they initiated a hug with Batman that didn't involve a life-changing or world experience?"

End scene

So I hope someone takes it from here cuz I need to read this!

and sometimes i get so lost that I drag both of us down

both me and the pen

unable to move or express

despite both of us wanting to scream

a friend one day, a hated foe the next

it brings me both pleasure and pain

and helps me drown out my sorrows with its own

keeping me locked in its addictive grasp

unable to move

unable to breathe

and yet time and time again

i will pick up the pen once more

and straighten out my laid down paper

and i will smile

Writing has become a sanctuary for me. A time where, in solitude and contemplation, I can be myself.

Sometimes, I place the words gently on the page, with love and care.

Other times, I scribble with hurried strokes in anger, or write big, dripping letters in sorrow.

These pages know me well. The pen helps me know myself.

orv does have a happy ending when you want it though ?

Oh really?

We must be reading two different things cuz my pillow is still soaked from my last breakdown :)

Maybe ill also read the one you read too

also i need bruce to have a traumatic response to the sound of gunshots(he learns to hide it when fighting crime cuz Gotham)

no-one realizes until while he was a bit too relaxed, Jason shot something (like a target) and he just spirals

plot twist - the JL is there

the angst potential-

imagine everyone just panicking

cuz they are used to angry bruce, disappointed bruce, maybe even the rare happy Bruce

but sad spiralling bruce?

they are used to HIM dealing with other's spirals

I need more people to acknowledge that bruce is not gonna be a great parent, but i'll be damned if he doesn't try

His parents are dead, and as far as I've seen, the only real, not-explicitly-toxic relationship he has is with Alfred, his butler

and remember that, at least for a long while, as much as Alfred cared, he still drew a very clear (sometimes limiting) line between them as butler-and-master

so no Bruce does not know what he is doing with any of his relationships, familial or romantical

and no he probably will never really learn

he's going to make absoulutely horrible, relationship-ending choices, but can you truly look me in the eye and say that any batman does not truly love and value every single relationship he is in (asides from when dc butchers everyone's personalities)

so I need to see more fics like this,

a bruce who tries and fails,

who does not know how to deal with any of this,

and so hides behind a mask or a doof smile, uses his persona to try to deal with it, to try to cope

a broken batman who doesn't know what's wrong with him but desperately wants to fix it, only, if only, just to maintain whatever semblance of love he gets from his friends, his kids

maybe that's why he has so many, desperately searching for any warmth in the innocent's child eyes

fanfic writers where you at?