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𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐕𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐂𝐡𝐢𝐥𝐝𝐫𝐞𝐧 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐆𝐨𝐝𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐆𝐨𝐝𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐬

𝑍𝑒𝑢𝑠/𝐽𝑢𝑝𝑖𝑡𝑒𝑟  Female | Male

𝐻𝑒𝑟𝑎/𝐽𝑢𝑛𝑜 Female | Male

𝐴𝑝ℎ𝑟𝑜𝑑𝑖𝑡𝑒/𝑉𝑒𝑛𝑢𝑠 Female | Male

𝐻𝑎𝑑𝑒𝑠/𝑃𝑙𝑢𝑡𝑜 Female | Male

𝑯𝒆𝒔𝒕𝒊𝒂/𝑽𝒆𝒔𝒕𝒂 Female | Male

𝐷𝑒𝑚𝑒𝑡𝑒𝑟/𝐶𝑒𝑟𝑒𝑠 Female | Male

𝑯𝒆𝒄𝒂𝒕𝒆 (although commonly misinterpreted as Trivia as a Roman counterpart) Female | Male

𝑃𝑜𝑠𝑒𝑖𝑑𝑜𝑛/𝑁𝑒𝑝𝑡𝑢𝑛𝑒 Female | Male

𝐴𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑛𝑎/𝑀𝑖𝑛𝑒𝑟𝑣𝑎 Female | Male

𝐴𝑟𝑒𝑠/𝑀𝑎𝑟𝑠 Female | Male

𝐴𝑟𝑡𝑒𝑚𝑖𝑠/𝐷𝑖𝑎𝑛𝑎 Female 

𝐴𝑝𝑜𝑙𝑙𝑜 Female | Male

𝐻𝑒𝑝ℎ𝑎𝑖𝑠𝑡𝑜𝑠/𝑉𝑢𝑙𝑐𝑎𝑛 Female | Male

𝐻𝑒𝑟𝑚𝑒𝑠/𝑀𝑒𝑟𝑐𝑢𝑟𝑦 Female | Male

𝐷𝑖𝑜𝑛𝑦𝑠𝑜𝑠/𝐵𝑎𝑐𝑐ℎ𝑢𝑠 Female | Male

Bruce, who used to clutch Alfred at night and wet himself due to his nightmares.

Bruce, who got flashbacks till his mid-twenties everytime he walked down an alley.

Bruce, who would hug a weeping Dick Grayson and stay with him until the night terrors were over, humming a soft lullaby that Bruce's mother sang for him

Bruce, who hardened his mouth and his life to keep the anger in check after Jason, because he knew if he didn't every criminal would pay.

Bruce, who sees Damian chopping up shrubbery and thinks "I was far worse as a child inside, it's a good thing he's letting it out"

Bruce, who can't walk by a homeless child in the street without calling his special Wayne Foundation liaison (who he keeps on speed dial) and asking her to find "one more spot"

Bruce, who sees Selina petting kittens and robbing the rich and thinks "if I could have had a life with her, that would have been nice"

Bruce, who looks at Cass' x-rays and sees her knit bones and swears to god he will break the bones of whoever's responsible for her upbringing

Bruce, who gives Tim projects that he himself can do faster because he sees attention-starved Tim trying to please him

Bruce, who looks at Clark smiling and thinks of what he can buy for his birthday to make him smile just like that.

Bruce to his parents in their graves after not being able to catch a criminal: I'm sorry. I've failed you. I'll try harder.

People who don't know Bruce: why is that man so unfeeling.

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Duke finds ramen on Amazon with an honest-to-God warning label on it. “Caution - Do not handle with bare hands.” The boys unanimously decide that this is the ultimate test. They all regret it.

Dick asks Bruce if he wants to join them and the older man wants no parts. There’s no way this ends without vomit, painful gas, heartburn, spice in eyes, or all of the above. Bruce refuses to suffer and simply warns them not to make a mess.

Jason’s the first one down. Duke’s preparing four bowls and when Jason catches a whiff of the sauce, he tears up instantly and taps out. He’s already died once and refuses to do it again so soon.

Damian’s been eating spicy food since he cut his first tooth, but a single taste has him hiccuping. He puts his chopsticks down and runs to the sink, annoyed that he couldn’t win but more focused on willing the food to come back up. Jason rubs his back and offers him some milk to chug. Best case scenario, it helps with the spice. Worst case, you finally puke.

Dick and Tim manage a few mouthfuls each before disaster strikes. Tim starts sweating and his nose starts running. Before taking his fourth bite, he sneezes. Dick laughs while he’s chewing and something goes down the wrong pipe and oh God, it’s in my nose! He hacks and claws at his face, feeling the excruciating burn in his sinuses. He doesn’t realize that he’s got sauce on his hand until he presses his fingers into his sinuses and brushes his eye.

Damian doesn’t mean to laugh as Dick drops to the floor and writhes in agony, but it’s kind of funny. Of course, that’s when his single bite decides to come back up. Jason would find hilarious if the little gremlin hadn’t yakked all over his new shirt. And shoes. And fucking hell, how is there so much, you only took one bite!

Bruce comes into the kitchen and audibly gasps at the carnage as Tim finishes one last bite to solidify his win. The teen grins triumphantly, but the victory is short-lived. Everyone can hear his stomach gurgle unpleasantly and, to Tim’s credit, he simply pulls out a bottle of Pepto Bismol and takes a swig.

“Worth it,” he groans, beating a fist against his chest as uncomfortable heat blooms beneath his sternum. “I’ll wear this heartburn with pride.”

i have literally never wanted to do anything more in my entire life. thank you for this opportunity anon.

it's a hc i have had for a while, in which willis is south asian and catherine is hispanic! i haven't thought about it in more specific ethnicities, because i am indecisive and fear permanence — but he is brown!

as a character there was just a lot about jason that 1) felt far too poc coded to be left white and 2) could easily be attributed to brown immigrant families.

his unnoticeably large, tough hand pressed upon the expanse of your stomach as he caressed your skin with his calloused thumb, your body laid across his lap as he watched you once in a while to make sure you were okay.

he’s always wake up to the sound of you leaving the bed, hugging yourself in the bathroom as you took another dose of your painkillers, his arms wrapping behind your body as he pressed a kiss to the crown of your head. and if you woke up to the sight of blood-stained sheets, he’d help strip the sheets, putting them in the washing machine before replacing them, whilst trying to convince you to stop apologising for the mishaps.

he made an effort to make you laugh, or fawn over him, reading you lines from his books as you laid on top of him, his distraction from your teeth-grinding pain actually helping.

is he talking about his kids or the justice league? probably both

funnier in my head but we're all thinking the same thing, right? jason: