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Think it'd be real cool to see a fic or comic where the Batfam aren't able to do softer or more normal things because of the brutality of their lives. Steph can't hang out with her friends because she's wiped and just winds up napping when they want her around. No matter how much Damian needs it as an outlet, his busted up hands keep him from drawing. Duke just winds up tiredly completing puzzles or crosswords in his head after injuring his wrist and arms from the grapple gun. Dick's too concussed to keep up with Wally's lightning fast wit or conversations. Barbara's skipping on her physiotherapy and backsliding because she's spent four tense weeks glued to her computer. Tim wants to enjoy some time with his dad but his ribs ache enough that he winds up repeatedly needing to take a break and urges the others to go on. Cass can push through any amount of pain, but she gets frustrated because she's trying to take up rock climbing but her legs won't stop shaking from a long night jumping down heights to catch thugs. Jason can't eat anything with his busted up lips and teeth, and winds up exhausted and miserable. Bruce is between two long, unsolved cases and enters a depressive spiral that nearly shatters his public persona.

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*Tim Drake’s parents after they all just witnessed the Graysons falling to their deaths*

Jack Drake: I think that the important thing is that Tim is fine.

Janet Drake: Fine? He’s been grilling me about where circus performers go when they die.

Jack Drake: Hah. Like they have souls.

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Every time Bruce attends a Wayne Gala, something unhinged happens.

Year One: Joker crashes it. Year Two: Catwoman crashes it. Year Three: Clark Kent is his date and crashes it by being too earnestly hot in a tux and calling Bruce “baby” in front of Lucius.

Year Four is supposed to be peaceful.

Bruce walks in. Alone. Determined. Emotionally armored.

Fifteen minutes later he sees Clark—reporter Clark—interviewing a board member. Bruce tries to sneak away.

Clark: “Bruce! Mind giving us a quote?”

Bruce, internally: NO NO NO NONONONONONO

Bruce, externally: “I once ate a napkin because I thought it was a weird bread roll.” Brucie chirps, batting his eyelashes at the cameras.

There’s a beat.

Clark, very seriously: “Thank you for your transparency.”

Bruce walks straight into the bathroom and locks the door for the rest of the night. ForGothamForGothamForGotgam—

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“I’m not going to forget you.” Bruce wasn’t one for promises. Words were hard-won for him and easily dismissed; actions carried more weight. But when he did commit himself to words, he did not break them.

“Tim,” Bruce repeated. “I’m not going to forget you.”

Another tear spilled down Tim’s cheek and soaked into the cotton of Bruce’s shirt. “But what if you leave and don’t come back?”

The promise that he would always come back burned on Bruce’s lips like an ember in a gripped fist, but he held it tight. Every night, there was the possibility that it was his last night leaving the Cave. Even on the brightest day, he could step out his front door for the last time. He couldn’t promise he wouldn’t. The last of the Waynes could not make that promise.

Instead, Bruce wrapped his arms around Tim, hesitantly at first, then tightly enough that he could feel Tim’s heart beating against his ribs.

“If I can come back, I will,” he promised as he pressed a kiss against Tim’s scalp. “If I can come back, I will always come back.”

—Resonant Frequency

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Idk how to feel about this one, really struggled on the background 🥲

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The word you are looking for is an ensemble cast. You like the ensemble cast. Not found family.

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ohh they got something wrong with them.. like, clinically..

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Bruce Wayne has been secretly joining all the tea parties thrown by the mothers in Dick's class. He just woke up yesterday with an injured child acrobat in the next room and he needs some guidance. So he's taking this on as part of his new routine. The ladies of the tea party? absolutely adore him.

Linda: Yeah, so I said "No, honey, you can't break the rules we've set. I have to keep my word and you have to keep yours." So I had to ground him for a week.

Bruce, writing down intently: And what did he say?

Linda, fully aware that she is raising the parent in this man: He got upset and slammed doors and threw a bit of a tantrum, but then that evening he apologized for his behavior and we cuddled on the couch and talked about our feelings.

Bruce: Oh.

(Fifteen years later, when Damian enters the academy, he is the head of the tea party and he is the one giving the advice. His children will never know.)

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unfortunately no eclipse photography can ever outdo the waffle house one from 2017

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hcing kon as dyslexic bc he calls tim "wonder boy" instead of "boy wonder" and i believe he read it wrong once and didn't want to admit it so just stuck with the bit

kon: oh where's my wonder boy!

tim: did you mean "boy wonder"?

kon, glancing over at the article he saw calling tim that seeing it does in fact say "boy wonder":

kon: no

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Panda did a video on this and it made me gasp in horror

Jason Todd's poll, but it's the Joker actually live-streaming the whole thing and asking actual people if he should kill him or not.

Now imagine Batman, weeks later, staring at the recovered footage. Realizing Jason didn’t die because he was too late. He died because the world said he should.

Bruce tracks down every single IP address. Every voter. Every username. Every person who clicked “yes.”

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they need to give dick grayson a torn ACL or something already. retiring from a sports injury at his old ass age (30) is the least he deserves

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Damian: Father

Bruce, working on a case: I'm busy go ask Dick

Damian: Richard I-

Dick trying to pull Tim out of a cupboard: Sorry, can't right now, go ask your Father

Damian: But he's the one that told me to ask you!

Dick now trying to pry a jar of cookies out of Tim's grubby little hands: Go ask Jason then

Damian: *angry grumbling*

Dick and Bruce standing in front of a burning building: why.

Damian: Todd said it was okay

Jason: Hehe yeah i did

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Brothers <3

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absolute menace but still such a good boy :')))

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Taken at a Wayne Gala after-party probably