tim discovers the ābrucemanā fandom by accident at 2am. heās doing research. normal research. looking for aĀ crime syndicate, not⦠notĀ that.
google: ābruce wayne batāā
autocomplete: ābruce wayne batman boyfriendā
he pauses. stares. clicks. regrets.
the internet has created a ship between bruce wayne and batman. thereās fanart. thereās fanfics. thereās edits to ātake me to churchā. he sits there in silence for three whole minutes.
by morning, everyone knows:
Jason: who told the internet about bruceman and how do i bless their firstborn
Duke: i read one of the fics and bruce calls batman āmy dark protectorā im in tears
Tim: he crew. we both crode
Steph: STOPP i think i saw that one it had like 87k views!!!
Damian: This is blasphemy. This is against reason.
Dick: The fanart. The fanart
Damian: There is no dignity.
Cass: True love.
bruce walks in mid-chaos. sees bruceman on timās screen.
utter silence.
because the thing is. the thing is it was supposed to be aĀ cover. a deterrent heād only started (stupidly, naively started) so no one would ever consider the possibility that they were the same person!
so, in that perfect calm batman tone, he just says: āwe areĀ neverĀ speaking of this againā and just leaves. and thatās the day he almost retired.












