#Batbros

[incorrectbatfam]

Dick: *gets down on one knee*

Barbara: It’s finally happening!

Dick: *ties his shoes*

Barbara, tearing up: He finally stopped wearing fucking Velcro sneakers.

[fanfic-writer-and-rambler]

Penguin: Do you hear something?

The glass ceiling above them gives way and Jason Todd falls to the ground. Okay, but incredibly sore and pissed off.

Jason: Why do so many Gotham buildings have glass ceilings?! Why haven't they taken care of this? Bat family members take up half the residents!

Nightwing: I'm going to drop down now.

Jason: Not on me-

Nightwing drops down, landing on Jason.

Jason: I said not me!

Nightwing: You've been through worse.

[squishykitty825]

I feel like Damian would sometimes threaten to tell Bruce about things his brothers do, not because he’ll actually do it but because it’s a form of power over his brothers who think he might actually do it. And it would go something like this.

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Tim, annoying Damian: What are you going to do about it?

Damian: I’m going to tell Father if you don’t

Jason, who just happened to be reading a book as he walks past: Okay, Malfoy

[epione-xx]

BOUNDLESS ☆

Small fragments of lights decorated the ceilings. Hot hands laid on your waist as he rubbed soothing circles into the skin.

You and Damian danced under the fairy lights of your room, it was soothing, special. It made you feel like the world couldn’t touch you both.

You lay your head on his strong shoulders, smiling warmly as you felt his arm fully wrap around your waist.

“Princess, are you sleepy?” It was teasing but also slightly concerned, he didn’t want you falling asleep on top of him and not in bed, were you would be comfortable, warm and safe.

A sleepy hum echoed out your mouth as you slowly pull away, the swaying stopped and he looked down into your it beautify eyes, the eyes he saw in his dreams, the eyes that confronted him so much. They were so full of life and love, love for him.

You had been his rock in all his hard times. Even when he left for every mission or life changing journey, at the end of it all was you. Arms wide open and ready for a hug.

“Let’s go to bed” his arm is under your knees in an instantly as he pulled her into a princess carry, holding her close to his chest as he walked over to the bed by the window. He placed her down and pulled out her chair before he tucked her in. He slides next to you, reaching an arm around your waist as he pulled you to your chest.

You hear his heart beat, it’s lulled and calm, just the way you like it. You enjoy when he’s so calm with you, it makes you feel special.

Being fair you are special, you’re the only person who can break his walls down. Who can make him smile and laugh and cry. The only one he can be himself with.

He’d love you to the end of time, the end of his life, the end of the universe. To Damian, you were everything. The morning sunshine that bronzed his skin, the chilled wind that blew past him to cool his face down, the perfect egg in a pan of broken yolks, the perfect melody.

In each other arms, you both fell asleep, holding onto one another like it was the only thing keeping you breathing, like you were magnets that cousins be pulled apart. Damian’s lulled breath was like a melody of lullaby’s that only your ears could hear, and your weight was the only thing that made Damian felt safe and secure in his sleep.

You were you, you were his, he was yours. It was perfect, boundless and forever.

[toastedhotdogs]

are we ignoring that tim’s first time as robin consisted of him stealing and wearing jason’s costume (the one in the case, the one he DIED IN) and running up to bruce and saying he’s robin with bruce having no prior knowledge of tim’s existence

imagine you’re bruce and a kid that looks shockingly similar to your dead son comes running up to you wearing the clothes he died in and saying he’s your son

how do you even react to that

[quotidian-oblivion]

Snippet from one of my wips #something-something

Damian woke up and went through his morning routine. 

He righted his bed, which was barely crinkled because, unlike others, he did not thrash around while sleeping. Then he went to the bathroom, brushed his teeth and took a shower. Then he went to his desk and opened up the diary which he was forced encouraged to keep and wrote his morning entry. 

Dear diary, today I woke up and chose violence.

The entry had not changed from all the previous entries. 

Closing his diary, he holstered the knives in his usual hiding places that he kept with him at all times and exited the room. 

As soon as he left the room, he nearly stepped on Drake’s face. 

Startled, he blinked down at the face in front of his bedroom door. Then he stepped on it anyway. 

[ahfrickenfrick]

nightwing being hurt in the field, and over comms he can’t get out what was wrong, nearly in shock, and jason puts on his best batman™️ voice and says “robin, report.”

and it snaps dick out of it enough to say concussion, possible broken ribs, and a gash in his side.

no one talks about it, and then a year later, damian does the same thing to tim

[incorrectbatfam]

Jason's emergency contact is "anyone but Bruce" but folks only read "Bruce" and call him anyway

[fanfic-writer-and-rambler]

Why do I get the hint that the batboys and by extension Batman don't laugh because it just becomes a Joker cackle. Barbara Don't care anymore.

Barbara: And then he fell down a flight of stairs and landed on his mother.

The bat boys (Tim, Dick and Jason) burst into laughter that turns into Joker cackled as Duke hides behind Stephanie and Cass.

Barbara: Told you.

Bruce: See, this is why we don't laugh.

Duke: You act like you got hit with Joker gas?

Dick, laughing on the ground: Exactly.

[luca-is-a-pengu]

The real reason why none of the bat-boys are allowed in the kitchen

[ditzybat]

dick: you need your license revoked, your driving is absolutely heinous, jay

jason: that’s fair, i’m pretty sure my permit is expired

dick: i’m almost scared to ask… permit?

jason: not much time to learn how to drive in between dying and being resurrected

dick: oh my god

jason, literally seconds away from hitting bruce with his car: you’re looking at a man with exactly one shitty walmart parking lot driving lesson under his belt

[timdrakeismypatronus]

Tim: Okay sex is nice and all but have you ever rediscovered a fanfic you read ten years ago and thought was lost forever?? Jason: um... no? Tim: *nervous laugh* oh haha me neither

[queenoftiddies]

Damian, a little eleven year old child, ten apples tall: This is my baby brother

Jason, a man the size and weight of a fucking fridge, whose age “reset” after the Lazarus dip: Hi.

[wickedbats]

Damian: Laugh all you want, you cretins, but I’ll be the tallest one in the end.

Jason: Shit. He’s right. Bruce is 6’2. He’ll reach that height.

Tim, scoffs: The chances of that are low.

Dick: Ra's Al Ghul is 6’5…

Tim: …

Tim: I’m going to be the shortest Robin ever, huh…

[iwannabealice]

jason: i think we should get a divorce

steph: what are you doing?

jason: just practicing

steph: why are you already planning your hypothetical divorce?

jason: i don't know. i'm getting old, i think i'm having a mid-life crisis

steph: you don't even have a girlfriend

jason: hypothetically divorce me

steph: okay, then i'm hypothetically taking half your assets

jason: well, you didn't sign the hypothetical prenup

jason, to duke: it's called a prenup, right?

duke: yeah, it's a prenup, and you DID hypothetically sign one

steph: who the fuck is this guy?

duke: i'm his hypothetical lawyer in this divorce case

steph: well, then, i'm taking the hypothetical kids

steph, to tim: right? we can get those, right?

tim: yes, we can definitely get the hypothetical kids, don't worry about it

jason: who the fuck is this hypothetical fucking idiot? a hella fucking nerd idiot

tim: wow, that is a lot of hypothetical insults. i need to keep these on for continuity because i look like the other lawyer

steph: this is MY hypothetical lawyer, and we have been hypothetically sleeping with each other

jason: how could you hypothetically do this to me?!

steph: because you hypothetically are an alcoholic!

[strange-birb]

Some Wayne gala fits for the boys! I saw something similar by @fallen-jpg and wanted to do some of my own lol

Ps… I’m not good with backgrounds lol and I made Damian much older cause I didn’t want to draw a kid …

Part 2 !!!