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Some of the art pieces, that get placed around the manor, are also somethings he thought Damian would like. But second guessed himself after everything and just decided to push to the side, hoping that Damian might actually like them at least. If he just doesn't talk about it, maybe he won't be disappointed. Same with some older books from around the world for Jason he leaves in the library in the hopes that at least, in this small way, they're connecting. Albums upon albums of different music, both culturally important and historical, are left in the ballroom Cass uses as a studio. So that Bruce can transcend language to show he cares and is invested in her interests, even when they couldn't vocalize it together. There is also all the scientific stuff he knew Dick, Stephanie, and Duke used to be into t-hat they can't seem to stand if it comes from his mouth- that he's collected and left around, in the hopes that their curiosity would be similar to his, even if they wouldn't let him participate.

So he brings Diana over and shows her the historical artifacts. The art pieces. The books. And even asks her how her culture danced throughout different time periods.

When he brings J'onn over, they talk about new scientific studies. They test out new materials they find on other worlds. They even do silly stunts like proving or disproving myths about one thing or another, like myth busters.

@touchofhemlocktea no. 100

P1

"I sense your children are upset, Bruce." J'onn's chest vibrates softly under Bruce's cheek with the words, and he slumps heavier against him, rolling his eyes.

"They're mad at me. Everyone is, at the moment."

Diana hums, hair fanned out across his lap. "So I did not imagine Kal's terseness earlier?"

Bruce snorts. "He's been like this for about as long as the kids have. I have no idea what I did wrong, and I'm sick of trying to figure it out."

"They are upset," J'onn insists.

"And I have done my best to suss out the issue. As far as I can tell, the reason is the same as always—me."

"Have we been coming around too much?" Diana toys with the tablet they'd all been studying, the recovery Diana's museum found, a relic of Ancient Greek medicine under the ideas of the four humors. She'd appeared at the door, apologetic at interrupting when he'd stepped aside to reveal J'onn, but the cross section of interest had them set aside Bruce's latest report from R&D, and welcome her into the lounge.

"That cannot be it." Bruce waves a hand towards the ceiling. "Were you two not here, I would not be doing anything. You take up nothing that was not already available."

"Maybe it is simply that it is no longer available?"

Bruce brushes his knuckles over her black strands, thinking. They both award him ample time to do so, until he drops his palm onto the crown of her head, sagging back into J'onn.

"I'll talk to them," he sighs. "I'm sorry."

"Nonsense." J'onn's mind presses against his, assuring him he does not mind, while Diana blinks up at him.

"You do as you must, Bruce." She reaches up, clasping his hand. "We will be here regardless."

"Why are we here?" Jason sneers. "Thought you'd be hanging out with your new buddies."

Bruce thinks of the hours he spent in bed, figuring out how to go about this, and feels his frustration, his fatigue, obliterate all of those carefully considered approaches.

"'New?'" he scoffs. "I have been friends with Diana and J'onn for almost as long as I've had Dick, Jason. You are here because I cannot comprehend why, all of a sudden, the people you have looked up to since you first came into my care, people that care for you, that love you, are suddenly ostracised and disregarded." He whirls on Clark, tucked off to the side, a last-minute decision to call him to the meeting too. "It has been you, me, and Diana for years, Clark. You and J'onn relate to each other more than anyone else in the entire Justice League. Yet you won't even speak to either of them unless it's necessary."

The Kryptonian crosses his arms, looking away, and Bruce forces himself to calm, lowering his volume. Mortifyingly, he feels the heat of tears behind his eyes, and he quickly blinks them away, even if their presence is hinted at by the thickness in his voice.

"I have no idea why you have suddenly cast them aside, because only one thing has changed. That they are spending more time with me. And I am aware that you all have yoir issues with me—" He swallows, taking a deep, calming breath that does nothing. "But I did not realise that they ran so deep that my mere company is enough to mark a stain on your relationships with them too.

"J'onn will not look into your minds, but in passing he has gathered that you are all upset. About what, I cannot imagine, but fine. You have made your point. I will be reducing my time spent with them."

Something sad sweeps through the room, and he clenches a fist. Can he not win? Not once?

"I am aware you all have your issues with my neurodivergence," he says bitterly, finally laying out the unspoken thing that plagues his every interaction with his family. "I have done my best to combat that, but evidently did not do a good enough job. I hope... that this is the last thing I will have to cede to that issue."

"Bruce," Dick croaks.

He holds up a hand, smiling weakly at his son.

"No offence, Dick. But I really don't want to hear it. You got what you wanted. That's it."

Some of the art pieces, that get placed around the manor, are also somethings he thought Damian would like. But second guessed himself after everything and just decided to push to the side, hoping that Damian might actually like them at least. If he just doesn't talk about it, maybe he won't be disappointed. Same with some older books from around the world for Jason he leaves in the library in the hopes that at least, in this small way, they're connecting. Albums upon albums of different music, both culturally important and historical, are left in the ballroom Cass uses as a studio. So that Bruce can transcend language to show he cares and is invested in her interests, even when they couldn't vocalize it together. There is also all the scientific stuff he knew Dick, Stephanie, and Duke used to be into t-hat they can't seem to stand if it comes from his mouth- that he's collected and left around, in the hopes that their curiosity would be similar to his, even if they wouldn't let him participate.

So he brings Diana over and shows her the historical artifacts. The art pieces. The books. And even asks her how her culture danced throughout different time periods.

When he brings J'onn over, they talk about new scientific studies. They test out new materials they find on other worlds. They even do silly stunts like proving or disproving myths about one thing or another, like myth busters.

@touchofhemlocktea no. 100

P1

"I sense your children are upset, Bruce." J'onn's chest vibrates softly under Bruce's cheek with the words, and he slumps heavier against him, rolling his eyes.

"They're mad at me. Everyone is, at the moment."

Diana hums, hair fanned out across his lap. "So I did not imagine Kal's terseness earlier?"

Bruce snorts. "He's been like this for about as long as the kids have. I have no idea what I did wrong, and I'm sick of trying to figure it out."

"They are upset," J'onn insists.

"And I have done my best to suss out the issue. As far as I can tell, the reason is the same as always—me."

"Have we been coming around too much?" Diana toys with the tablet they'd all been studying, the recovery Diana's museum found, a relic of Ancient Greek medicine under the ideas of the four humors. She'd appeared at the door, apologetic at interrupting when he'd stepped aside to reveal J'onn, but the cross section of interest had them set aside Bruce's latest report from R&D, and welcome her into the lounge.

"That cannot be it." Bruce waves a hand towards the ceiling. "Were you two not here, I would not be doing anything. You take up nothing that was not already available."

"Maybe it is simply that it is no longer available?"

Bruce brushes his knuckles over her black strands, thinking. They both award him ample time to do so, until he drops his palm onto the crown of her head, sagging back into J'onn.

"I'll talk to them," he sighs. "I'm sorry."

"Nonsense." J'onn's mind presses against his, assuring him he does not mind, while Diana blinks up at him.

"You do as you must, Bruce." She reaches up, clasping his hand. "We will be here regardless."

"Why are we here?" Jason sneers. "Thought you'd be hanging out with your new buddies."

Bruce thinks of the hours he spent in bed, figuring out how to go about this, and feels his frustration, his fatigue, obliterate all of those carefully considered approaches.

"'New?'" he scoffs. "I have been friends with Diana and J'onn for almost as long as I've had Dick, Jason. You are here because I cannot comprehend why, all of a sudden, the people you have looked up to since you first came into my care, people that care for you, that love you, are suddenly ostracised and disregarded." He whirls on Clark, tucked off to the side, a last-minute decision to call him to the meeting too. "It has been you, me, and Diana for years, Clark. You and J'onn relate to each other more than anyone else in the entire Justice League. Yet you won't even speak to either of them unless it's necessary."

The Kryptonian crosses his arms, looking away, and Bruce forces himself to calm, lowering his volume. Mortifyingly, he feels the heat of tears behind his eyes, and he quickly blinks them away, even if their presence is hinted at by the thickness in his voice.

"I have no idea why you have suddenly cast them aside, because only one thing has changed. That they are spending more time with me. And I am aware that you all have yoir issues with me—" He swallows, taking a deep, calming breath that does nothing. "But I did not realise that they ran so deep that my mere company is enough to mark a stain on your relationships with them too.

"J'onn will not look into your minds, but in passing he has gathered that you are all upset. About what, I cannot imagine, but fine. You have made your point. I will be reducing my time spent with them."

Something sad sweeps through the room, and he clenches a fist. Can he not win? Not once?

"I am aware you all have your issues with my neurodivergence," he says bitterly, finally laying out the unspoken thing that plagues his every interaction with his family. "I have done my best to combat that, but evidently did not do a good enough job. I hope... that this is the last thing I will have to cede to that issue."

"Bruce," Dick croaks.

He holds up a hand, smiling weakly at his son.

"No offence, Dick. But I really don't want to hear it. You got what you wanted. That's it."

It started with their first kiss, when the two of them were just “messing around”. Kon’s kissed other people before, but never really with a man before. So when they kiss, Kon feels warm and the kiss just seems right.

They move on.

Kon tries to, anyway. He used to be a player and all that, he would hit on the people he found hot, but the thing is he doesn’t find people hot anymore. He does, but he just doesn’t really want to do anything with them. A certain domino masked person pops into mind. It’s like whenever he tries to go back to the women he kissed it doesn’t feel right at all.

They never really kiss again, though.

When Kon is dying, his last thought is “I should’ve kissed him more.”

When he comes back, he is immediately flustered by his last thoughts, and he has to stop ignoring his feelings. He feels romantic attraction to Tim, and he is sort of determined to tell him.

Tim beat him to it though, he confesses to Connor as soon as they meet up privately. He tells him he doesn’t want to wait anymore, and he knows how dangerous the line of work is, but he’s willing to risk it. Kon couldn’t be happier.

They kiss on that random rooftop in Gotham, and Kon thinks he feels fireworks and a warm feeling in his chest. Kon full on melts into the kiss, feeling sort of lightheaded and giddy.

When they break apart, he leans back in. Tim giggles, and tells him he needs to breathe. At that moment, he wishes breathing wasn’t a thing. He wishes he could keep going.

The lightheadedness doesnt go away, not really. He feels so happy to be near Tim, and Tim just absentmindedly strokes his hair.

From then on, they always kiss when they can. Usually it’s Kon initiating it, but Tim doesn’t mind. Kon craves the kisses like he needs the sun.

When Tim goes on long missions, Kon always requires at least four kisses. When he’s feeling happy, he kisses Tim. When he’s sad, he kisses Tim.

Batman has the prettiest hands. It’s a shame they’re covered up by his gloves. Growing up in high society where appearances matter more than character, not a single area can be neglected. Especially not hand care.

He was more than aware his hands were pretty; however, he’s obvious to just how desirable they are.

His kids aren’t subtle about letting him know either.

Dick likes to dramatically flop onto the couch after a long patrol, conveniently lying his head on his Mama’s lap. Bruce’s fingers massage his scalp, his finger nails are that perfect length to scratch but not hurt. Sometimes they’ll sit in silence until Dick falls asleep, other times Dick will rant until he decides he’s ready to get up.

Jason and Bruce share lotion — Correction: Jason steals Bruce’s lotion. Jason’s hands are calloused and rough from handling metal weapons and leather gloves. It’s a Norwegian brand Jason can’t find no matter how hard he scours. No matter, his Mama likely hasn’t noticed since he’s never said anything about it to him. (Bruce has absolutely noticed, but if it means his baby boy coming home more often he can pretend he hasn’t).

Tim copies Bruce’s routine to a T. He’s going to inherit WE someday, he must look the part as well. Or at least that’s what he tells himself. Bruce, Tim, and Damian all do their nighttime routines together. It’s more of an excuse to hang out with his Mama than an appearance thing, but don’t tell Dick or Jason!

Steph has loved doing her nails since she was a little girl. Every birthday at least one of her presents would be nail polish, whether it be a character themed set or little decal stickers. She loved them. Bruce introduced her to the genius invention of gel nail polish. She was obsessed the second Bruce applied some onto her nails. It has become a tradition every weekend since to paint each other’s nails. (Bonus: Steph likes to blindfold Bruce while she picks out a color for him)

Damian has his own method of keeping his hands pristine. Though, he does let his Mother cut his fingernails and cuticles. He can do it just fine in his own… but his Mama does it better. It’s like eating apple slices versus a whole apple. Damian likes to take pictures and send them to the family group chat once they’re finished (mainly to flex on Dick and Jason for not being there).

Superboy spots Robin from a distance, and is immediately interested. He lifts Tim up excitedly, and smiles at whatever reaction Tim makes. After struggling a bit, Tim basically realises the meta isn’t trying anything, but is just interested in him. Tim eventually smiles back, and Kon changes his position to hold Tim bridal style.

“Hey there.” The clone says, tilting his head at Tim.

Tim smiles again, and also tilts his head. “Hello, Superboy.”

They end up going to wherever they need to be going, and they finish their job. After that, Superboy is by Tim’s side immediately, just trailing along. It’s like he wants something. Tim waits but he doesn’t get an answer, and he soon figures out that Superboy is too shy to ask whatever he wants. Robin smiles at Superboy, which earns him a light blush.

“What’s up, Superboy?” He asks.

Superboy doesn’t deem him with a response and instead just holds out his hand. Tim, puzzled, reaches out for the hand. They end up holding hands and the clone seems to be very content with whatever they’re doing. He ends up examining Robin’s hand, with the glove on by the way, and feels it.

“Why do you wear gloves?” Superboy asks eventually.

“To preserve my identity, and to make everything a lot easier with crime fighting.” Tim responds.

Superboy nods along. He does it for a couple more minutes until he hesitantly retreats his hand.

“Can you.. hug me?” The guy asks eventually, and Tim doesn’t question it. He hugs the meta immediately and feels Superboy melt into the embrace.

After that first meeting, Tim comes to the conclusion that the new kryptonian is touch-deprived.

Since then, Superboy shows up randomly, finding Tim wherever he was, whenever. Tim finds it a bit creepy, but accepts it. He only shows up to ask for a hug or a pet on the head, anyway. Soon they get closer, and they talk, becoming eventually friends. The two of them are more touchy than usual friends, that’s only because Kon is touched starved. Whenever Superboy finds Tim, he leads them somewhere nice and quiet, like a rooftop, and wraps his arms around the vigilante. They always stay where they are for at least twenty minutes. 

“I got a name, by the way. Superman named me. Kon-El.”

Tim smiles. “Kon is a great name for you.”

Kon blushes.

But when they start dating, Kon discovers kissing and that just amps up his want/need for physical affection from Tim.

At this point, Tim's just always on Kon somehow. On his lap, on his back, or just laying on him in general. Kon would force Tim to sleep or at least nap. They do sleep piles instead of laying next to each other.

(Said NSFW)

When the relationship takes the next step and Kon discovers a higher form of physical intimacy, he learns about foreplay and he just becomes the best at it. It's not boring at all when Foreplay lasts longer than the actual deed because Kon spends his time just worshipping his lover's form. How he's so strong and delicate, warm and flexible.

It never took a conscious effort because his thoughts are already consumed about Bruce Wayne all the time.

He wakes up thinking about Bruce's smile. He does his morning routine thinking about Bruce's ass. He goes to work thinking about how gorgeous Bruce's cleavage looks.

Bruce's heartbeat is always a constant in his mind, playing on loop like his favourite song.

He eats his lunch thinking about Bruce's voice when he's soothing a scared child. He thinks about the similarities Bruce has to an unruly kitten while saving one from a tree and getting hissed at for his trouble. His dark knight is not much better than the little ball of sassy fluff. Always hissing and biting and scratching at Clark for meddling in his business.

He leaves work and detours to buy Bruce's favourite coffee from a French restaurant and thinks about Bruce adorably squinting at batcomputer while indulging in the small luxuries.

He meets Bruce in the cave, stealing a few moments to his fill of Bruce looking so comfortable in his home and not the least bit bothered by Clark's presence.

He holds his breath when Bruce looks at him with a small adorable smile and hopes one day he would be able to gather up enough courage to tell him all about his feelings.

Bruce; who has managed to keep his children, the world, the entire Justice League, and Alfred from knowing he's in a secret relationship with Green Lantern for years, who manages to sneak around them and lie right to the Human Lie Detector (Clark)'s face when he tells him 'oh yeah, Hal and I are just friends and we're just grabbing a beer after work, totally normal' and who goes on interviews and chats with the paparazzi and never ever ever gives away that he's in a relationship even if he's no longer as flirty and open with the public anymore

Hal; who spends a singular minute with Damian on the Carpet leading into a Gala with sooooo many cameras and microphones around them, people screaming and asking his opinion and Damian says one snappy comment and Hal looks him dead in his little green eyes and flatly says "I'm fucking your father"

Bruce and Hal start dating early and Dick has a sticker in his chart that says “Does Not Play Well With Others”? Fuck yea. Dick is screaming obscenities at him, Hal is screaming them right back. He has genuine fucking beef with an eight year old. “Hal, he’s eight.” “Yeah, and he’s about to learn how aerodynamic that makes him. Hey fuckhead wanna see the sun up close?” “I’d like to see you try, wannabe glow stick!” “Oh you little rat fuck-” “Hal-” 

I can’t see Young Jason having problems with him but Adult Jason and Hal would genuinely draw each others blood. Hal is a Husband first and Step-Father second- he has no patience for Jason and his Red Hood vendetta and guns and anger. He understands where its coming from but he will not let Jason take his insecurities and unwarranted aggression out on him and Bruce, not a fucking chance. Until Jason takes off the mask and drops the guns, Hal is relentless and unflinching on that point. 

Tim and Hal have a rivalry based exclusively on their jealousy of each others Allotted Time Spent With Bruce. Hal is coming home from a long space mission and all he wants is to have Bruce wash his hair and then fall into bed together and not emerge for the next week. But when he staggers in the door Tim has accidentally fallen asleep on Bruce’s lap and Bruce cannot move if one of his kids is on top of him so Hal just has to settle for a quick kiss and go wash his own hair. Bruce is making Tim breakfast in the kitchen and Hal comes up behind him and wraps his arms around his waist, kisses his neck and drags him away. Hal and Bruce are sitting on the couch being Cute and Tim rushes in, wedges himself between them and starts talking to Bruce about his day while kicking Hal back. Hal has resorted to locking Tim in Air Jail with his ring to get some alone time with Bruce, and Tim has resorted to outside sources to keeping Hal occupied. Or rope. 

Hal and Damian honestly I can see them having Problems early on, but I think Damian is actually the first one of the kids to accept Hal. (if you saw my headcanon saying that Damian is the last one to accept Hal shhh no you didn't) Damian doesn't think he’s worthy of being with his Father and Hal thinks Damian is an arrogant little shit head. Dick and Hal vibes. He sticks out a foot to make Damian trip as he’s running past. Damian stabs him with the craft scissors when Bruce asks Hal to help him with a school project in a desperate effort of having Bonding Time. Its glorious

Hal and Duke are my favs. Duke is BatLantern’s love child and I will die on that hill. Duke is merciless and will not back down. Hal physically cannot stay away from a challenge. “You're so in love with him you look ridonkulous.” “Please never fucking breathe in my direction again.” 

Hal and Steph have a petty rivalry and it gets Serious a total of one time because Steph refuses to accept that she does actually care for Bruce Like That and it pisses Hal off because then that means she has no rights to hate on him or have this rivalry with him in the first place because she’s not his kid and he only has this relationship with bruce’s kids- but then after the Serious Argument it goes back to being fun. Prank wars and petty bullshit. “Who filled my entire apartment with water and made it an aquarium?” “I wonder who.” “Hal I cannot fucking get to school.” “Damn. should've thought of that before you bedazzled my ring.” “You bastard-” 

Hal and Cass have a one sided rivalry and by that I mean both of them think they're crazy. Hal thinks Cass would like to murder him and Cass think Hal hates her. Hal’s hanging out with Bruce and cuddling him and Cass just appears at the foot of the bed and Hal screams so loud the bats in the cave fly away and falls onto the floor before running away because clearly Cass wants to spend time with Bruce and who is he to get between them hahahaha- hes not that suicidal. Cass sees this and is like :( he hates me. Hal is just scared of her. But they get over it and its lovely. Cass gets two girl dads

Hal and Barbara are flinty eyed and don't have a rivalry they have genuine beef. Hal is doing a mission and all of a sudden the cameras that hes switched off are back on and now hes running for his life. Barbara is sitting in her living room reading a book and then suddenly shes two miles away without her wheelchair. Barbara hugs Bruce on his wedding day and mouths that she laced his piece of the wedding cake to Hal over his shoulder. Hal wraps a gag around her mouth with his ring during the “if anyone objects speak now or forever hold your peace” time comes.

Blue eyes and black hair, fair skin, and rounded face. Tall, imposing, strong, and intelligent.

He's stuck by his mother side since he could crawl.

He stuck by his mother's side every night, wrapping in each other's arms as the stars twinkle above.

He stuck by his mother's side since he could walk, hiding behind his robes.

He stuck by his mothers side until he could make sense of the words "wed", "time", and "suitor".

He stuck by his mother's side until he could wield his own weapon.

Fingers comb through his hair, gentle and loving.

what is a weird plot story that is kind of controversial that you like?

I really enjoy reading time travel fics where young all might comes to the future and wants to score the cute boy with green hair while the old all might wants to punch and beat up his younger self because that is his son and no one even him is allowed to hurt his son. I don't know wwhy but i enjoy the oldmight getting angry at younger him

Now in dc i really like selfsect between the trinity of absolute universe and prime universe, maybe its the the art by @l00106 that made me love them so check them out

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Just like, uhm, two Bruce's? Particularly slutty Bruces who've been trained (manipulated) into being a cute lil fuck doll.

OR, actually, one regular Bruce and a FD!Bruce. Except Fuck-Doll Bruce who's been trained to be the perfect subby bottom is told to top regular ol' Bruce. It's weird, unnatural, but it's good. The desperation is good. It feels good. Mostly because master wills it and it must be so.

Another one would be from my other fandom.... Idk if this is weird since it's just a 2 year age gap, but there's these two characters that I ship a lot and one of them—I've headcanoned—has an oral fixation that flares up whenever he's stressed. He deals with it by eating, especially sweets. He's like, addicted to them, honestly.

In order to avoid damaging his dental health further (dentist banned him from sugar), the 17 year old Zayne's childhood best friend decides that every time he's feeling stressed and is feeling the urge for a sweet treat, they kiss—make out (Caleb just really wanted to kiss him).

Zayne thinks this plan is ridiculous, but Caleb goes in for the kiss anyway and it's... Honestly not bad? Long story short, they go at this for a couple months until another boundary is crossed and Zayne is on his knees sucking Caleb off.

They don't get together, but Zayne does develop a talent for it.

Idk if this is classified as weird or just trashy, indulgent smut, but yeah :DD , sue me (don't, I'm broke). Been wanting to write about them for a while now—but mostly just Zayne. Basically, he's my bicycle in this fandom :)) shipping him with all the other love interests even though it's an otome game with a female MC lmao.