Have I read any of the DC comics? No. Have I hyperfixated on Batman specifically because I saw a TikTok with an AI voiceover that was originally from Tumblr? Yes. Did I go back to Tumblr again for it? Yes. Yes I did.
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When Clark sees Bruce without his cowl for the first time and see his sad eyes rimmed with streaking black liner, he almost busts in his pants instantly.
Years of pining for the Bat, and now that he could finally fill that blank in his fantasies, he couldn’t help but drop to his knees instantly.
Bruce doesn’t say anything, just lets the Man of Steel nuzzle his face into his stomach as he holds him tight. His fingers combing through his neat curls.
Bruce loves to pretend like he isn’t interested in the bulky, awkward, reporter from Metropolis. He acted as if he didn’t search for him at every gala and event or only ever accept interviews from him alone.
Bruce’s ice gray eyes followed the large man as he stumbled around the beautifully decorated gala space. He looked so out of place, but the idea of him not being there made Bruce’s heart clench.
“Clark!” A melodic, feminine, voice called from the bar, making both men turn. Clark let out a sigh of relief, as if this woman was everything he’d been searching for. It made Bruce’s jaw clench as he watched them meet in the middle, all smiles and jokes.
He couldn’t hear their conversation from where he stood, so he moved closer. Pretending to join a small group of older women in their conversation about that year’s group of Gotham debutantes.
“I told you to stay close! For a man your size, you sure do get lost easy.” Clark scratched the back of his neck as the woman swatted his shoulder playfully. He’s never lost for me. Bruce thought to himself. I always know where he is. “Sorry, Lois. I was trying to find someone to interview so we could leave but then I got pulled around by some older women.” He chuckled, opening his notepad to recite what’d he gotten so far.
This woman, Lois, seemed more interested in their work than Clark himself. Which helped Bruce’s growing agitation at not having his full attention as he always did during these events. “You’ve always been a magnet for these women.” She joked. Bruce didn’t listen to the rest of their conversation as his eyes zoned in on the way her hand lingered on Clark’s arm.
It was too much. Not even Bruce had allowed himself such pleasures.
Without another thought, he excused himself from the group of ladies and walked over to the reporters. His hands clenched open and closed at his sides, trying to keep himself composed.
“Mr. Kent! I wasn’t sure you’d be coming tonight!” He gave him his classic Brucie smile, grabbing him by the upper arm and subtly—not so subtly—yanking him away from Lois’s touch. Clark, none the wiser, blushed and smiled at the man. “Mr. Wayne, it’s a pleasure to see you, as always.” His awkwardness made Bruce preen like a bird, especially the light blush on his cheeks.
He wanted—needed—him in ways he’d never wanted another.
“Ms. Lane, bother if I steal him from you?” He asked her kindly as if his grip wasn’t like a python around Clark’s bicep. Lois, ever the smartest woman in the room, smirked up at her friend before nodding at the billionaire that had staked his claim so openly. “Of course not! Take him all night if you want!” She winked, not getting to blink before Clark was getting dragged away down a dark corridor.
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I want Bruce to burst out crying every time he sees a baby on the street. Like, inconsolable sobbing. Each time.
And if he's with one of his children during these episodes, he would look at them with the saddest, tear-filled eyes saying "I'm so sad I didn't get to see you like this" and it kind of makes them guilty? Bruce doesn't mean to make them guilty, but he has such sad eyes. Other times they'd be saying "If I can't see you like this, at least give me a grandchild."
No one knows how or why this started. All they know is that Bruce, since meeting Damian, has just been having baby fever. But it was never to the point of bursting out in tears in public before.
On a totally unrelated note, Bruce unexpectedly gives birth in the bath tub and is crying alongside his new baby because ohmygodmybabyissocutethey'resolittleandtinyandcute.
Thinking of a college superbat au where Clark and Bruce have a required humanities class together and are paired up for the remainder of the semester.
Things obviously start on the wrong foot because everyone knows the Wayne Heir, either as the most annoying know-it-all in the engineering department or as the life of the party. And Clark wants nothing to do with an engineering student who couldn't care less for ethics.
Worse yet, when they first plan to meet up, not only is Bruce a no-show, but he also yells at Clark when he calls Bruce. Yet there he was Friday night —two days after they were supposed to meet up — at Diana's party, doing a keg stand as the crowd chanted "CHUG!" CHUG! CHUG!
Clark doesn't care about him though, he's only here for Lois. He was gonna ask her out tonight; he had already bought tickets to the panel the Communications department had somehow convinced Vickie Vale to attend. They would get dinner beforehand and get ice cream later while gushing over Vale's articles.
It was going to be perfect.
Except when Clark had decided he was loose enough from the alcohol and so it was the perfect time to ask, Bruce came crashing at Clark as though they were best of friends. An arm slung around Clark's shoulder as he pressed against him. Jimmy winced next to Clark in condolence as Bruce began openly flirting with Lois. Much to Clark's relief, Lois didn't reciprocate--in fact she excused herself to find Diana.
And there went his chance, but at least they weren't completely stolen.
Bruce didn't seem to mind, though, eyes wandering as if trying to find someone. When he found whatever it was he was looking for, he pulled back from Clark, looking apologetic.
"Hey, sorry about Wednesday, you just caught me at a bad time."
Clark rolled his eyes, " No, my bad. I shouldn't have presumed that our agreed-upon time would be a bad time for you. "
Bruce winced, "I'll make it up to you."
"Save it, Wayne, just show up and do the presentations, I'll take care of the rest."
"I'm not gonna coast this class on your work."
"Well, if your booty calls get--"
"Tell you what, you stop spewing nonsense, and I'll get a date with Lois for you."
Clark stopped, stunned. "What?"
Bruce smirked, "What? You thought it wasn't obvious?"
Clark reddened further; Bruce started grinning, "Bonus, I'll coach you on wooing her so hard, she won't even notice the rug being pulled."
Clark shook his head, "Lois is not a-- she's not like that."
"Oh sweetheart, I only meant I'd teach you how to romance her, but if you want those other lessons--"
"Fine! If you can get me a date, we can start over."
"Deal."
But before Bruce spun away into the party, he said winking, "Pick me up at 7 tomorrow; I need to know what I'm working with. "
And then they basically start practice dating to get Clark caught to speed on college dating, except they start falling for each other on the way.
Bonus Drama: Khoa was breaking up with Bruce(another off again situation) the day Clark yelled on call. Bruce basically had Clark date him just so Khoa would get jealous. Clark doesn't realize he's being used until he goes to Bruce's apt to confess to Bruce.
Only to find Khoa connoring Bruce and telling him, "You think I didn't know you were hanging around that country pumpkin to get me jealous?"
Clark bolts, never having felt more embarrassed, so he never hears Bruce say, "It started that way, yes. But you and I, Khoa? We are done. I love Clark."
No thoughts but Bruce waking up one morning after patrol, heading downstairs in his slippers and PJs, looking for a cup of coffee and some breakfast before work. The kids are up, Bruce can hear them getting up or moving around downstairs, all is as it should be. Roy is coming out of Jason's room, heading for the showers by the looks of it. Bruce doesn't remember seeing him on patrol last night, huh, he must have crashed last night or something. Wally wishes him a good morning from inside Dick's room, still wrapped up in the comforter and Bruce just grunts because its too early in the morning. Bruce heads down to the kitchen, where Alfred puts a coffee and pastry into his hand with a 'good morning'. Kon is sat at the end of the kitchen island, wearing what looks like one of Bruce's old t-shirts that Bruce is sure he gave to Tim, sipping a cup of coffee while Tim rifles through the basket of pastries. Steph appears, full bed head in tow, hand in hand with an equally yawning Kara. Those four are getting loud and Bruce just wants to enjoy his breakfast in peace, he heads out to the patio where he says good morning to Pa Kent who is tending to the vegetable garden while Alfred keeps him company. When Bruce has enough, he heads back upstairs and gets back into the bed, cuddling into Khoa.
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The concept of people in league disliking batman even if they respect him as leader or team mate makes me so sad
Bc like yeah he is not liked there
But he is needed there
And this is enough for Bruce to just keep showing up 😞
Bro would keep showing up even if antagonized by others simply because if there is mission and someone dies he will blame himself for it still
Ugh my fave angst 🫶❤️
I will spend whole night thinking how different leaguers would react to finding out their beloved Brucie is the big bad bat
forever a fan of this trope it'll kill me one day
But with a twist:
"Bruce?"
It was him, his name, said so softly in the watchtower's halls in casual conversation. Batman resisted the urge to snap his head in the direction of Superman's voice, even if it was his name, it wasn't him Clark was calling for.
Batman's hands didn't stop working, he stayed hunched over his work table.
"he's...Lovely" Clark said "you know how he is"
Diana laughed, like she understood, like this was a joke they shared
A joke Batman- Bruce- wasn't privy to. Their third of the trinity
"a little airheaded sometimes, but it's cute."
This he knows, Clark told him so, just not the airheaded part.
"He can be a little simple at times, Kal, but I don't think he's airheaded."
Batman's hands shook slightly, he didn't stop working
"he's charming, and a good conversation partner" Diana praised him, he thinks " If you know which topic to pick, of course"
Batman's hands were too shaky to work more. He needed to stop
Dick expected laughter. You know, the pre-recorded, fake kind of sitcom laughter that was played after a joke. But no one was laughing. Superman wasn't smiling.
"Cassandra?" Dick repeated, unsure. "Superman, I know she is an alpha, but people will notice that she is not... she is not mo... Bruce."
The correction had been instinctive, as it had been a thousand times before.
It had slipped off his tongue, without anger, without sarcasm, without anything but pain.
For the second time in his life, Dick had been left without a parent, and the pain was so great that he felt a hollowness in his chest.
There were no words to describe what he felt. The correction hadn't gone unnoticed by Superman.
The alien alpha's expression hardened, "She's Bruce's daughter. She has the right. When Damian is old enough, and if he wants, he'll be her successor. But Gotham needs Batman now, and Cassandra will be."
Dick pursed his lips, "I'm his first son. I should be the new Batman."
Please, I've lost everything, at least let me have this, were the words he couldn't say, because never, not once, had he truly thought he'd see a day when Bruce would no longer be there.
He'd been naive, he knew it.
Their lives weren't suited to those who wanted to grow old. Many died.
But many also came back (and hadn't Tim been so stubborn about it? Hadn't he said Bruce could go back but Dick hadn't listened? He couldn't allow himself to listen to Tim and be crushed by reality, again.)
Superman growled, "No, you're not."
He felt his blood boil in his veins, "I am! I'm his first Robin, the one who started it all! In the eyes of the law, I became his son years later, but I..."
"You never wanted to be his son."
Superman's words silenced him, stunned. The Kryptonian's eyes were red. "You made that clear. You screamed it in his face. You spat at him that he was a poor excuse for an omega, that he was not and never would be your mother. You were right. He wasn't. For this reason, the cowl will not go to you."
Dick's heart tightened, began to stammer, skipping beats as if on a string. "I was frustrated. He's... he wasn't an easy man to love..."
"For you, you mean. Because he wasn't normal enough. His problems were an inconvenience to you. You didn't care how they affected him, only how inconvenient it was for you to live with someone who wasn't normal!"
Superman paused to catch his breath, closing his eyes, as if fighting back tears. Dick tried to speak, but the Kryptonian wouldn't let him. "He always tried to do the best he could. He tried. But it was never enough, was it? Your help...you denied him his autonomy, always so righteous, Nightwing. A good alpha. An alpha who had to remind the omega of his place..."
"That's not the case, you know it's not..."
"I know you hurt him. I know that to you, he was a worthless omega. You can't even say he was your mother, Nightwing. Because you always refused to consider yourself his son. So no, the cowl will not go to you. You will not stain his legacy."
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Toddler Jon who cries and cries for the three days Bruce is in heat/Clark is in rut, while his poor brothers and sisters try their best babysitting him. Alfred took his holiday, only for Bruce and Clark to start their cycles weeks early. Unfortunately, Jon just discovered his eye lasers and flight superpowers.
Dick: Okay! Lunch is ready! I made barbecue chicken sandwiches. They’re not as good as Clark’s but we’re going to have to make it work.
Jason: Fuck.
Tim, holding baby Jon: Oh now you did it, Dickhead.
Jon, tearing up: Cwark? Daddy and Mama gone!! Miss them!!!
Kon, hungry as fuck and scared of the baby kryptonian: Hush, pup, only a day more and mama and daddy will feel better.
Cass, nodding but still grabbing her plate: Yes pup, patience.
Jon: Pay-shuns?
Damien: Yes, patience, baba and Clark are going to be better soon.
Steph and Duke, the victims of his last eye laser tantrum an hour ago: Yep yep!! So soon!!
Dick: Everyone grab food and we’re going outside. He’s a time bomb.
Bruce was a lot more flexible when he was younger, so he was always doing flips and tricks with Dick. He could keep up with him
Anytime Dick showed him a new move, Bruce bounced back if he fell or got hurt. It was fun. It was almost as if he were back in the circus and able to do gymnastics with everyone
As he got older and more damaged, his body wasn’t able to move like before. So he bulked up to exchange his flexibility and speed for power and stability
It’s just another thing time and age took away from Dick
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