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Donna and Dick meet!

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Dick had mostly let the currents guide him, drifting wherever they took him. He slept more than he swam, floating aimlessly through strange reefs and open seas.

Donna had been raised by a tribe of human warriors on an island. Grateful for their care, she still never truly felt at home. She was caught between two worlds, belonging to neither. One day, she thanked her sisters for their love and care. They understood. They had always known she was meant for something different. So Donna set off alone, traveling and helping wherever she could.

That’s when she found him. A mermaid, half-buried in sand, barely moving. He blended so well with the water and sea floor she almost missed him. But lying exposed like that in the shallows was dangerous. So she went to help.

Maybe, just maybe, she had finally found what she had been looking for.

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how did Bruce meet his kiddos?

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okay sooo story time...

I'm not sure if I should add trigger warnings to this, but it does include mentions of child captivity/neglect and violence.

Dick and his family were hunted by Mer-hunters: humans who target Merfolk. These hunters often slaughter the adults and use their scales, fins, and other parts for various purposes. They capture the young children, raise them in captivity, and train them into obedience before selling them off for performances and entertainment.

After killing Dick’s parents, they kept him bound aboard their ship until they could dock at the next island, where he would be sold. But before they reached land, a massive storm struck. The ship sank in the chaos, leaving Dick trapped in the wreckage.

Bruce, always vigilant for signs of human interference near his territory, especially after storms, was scouting the area when he came across the wreck. Among the shattered wood and debris, he found Dick.

Jason was an outcast, alone and barely surviving. With no pod or family, he scavenged near human settlements, stealing out of desperation in a sea that offered nothing to those without a home.

Bruce first met Jason when he tried to steal his fin bracelet. It was gold, and Jason thought he could sell it. But before Bruce could confront him, the boy vanished into the open sea.

Bruce spotted him again while scouting near a human island. He often patrolled the borders of their territory making sure humans didn’t come too close. That’s when he saw Jason again, hidden beneath a boat dock, eating scraps and leftovers thrown out by humans. Bruce tried to approach, but Jason thought he was there to steal his food and hid again.

So, Bruce started hunting more food. Alfred prepared it, and Dick was the one to leave it near Jason, figuring a kid might scare him less than an adult would. Eventually, Jason stopped hiding from them.

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Damian settling in to life at the manor but he keeps forgetting that Jason is supposed to be dead and after a slip up where he mentions an interaction he had with Jason recently in front of the bats he panics and just tells them he’s a medium and that he can see and talk to Jason’s ghost. unfortunately that just makes things worse because now the family all think Damian can speak to dead people and they keep asking him to get victim’s information on murder cases and Damian has to keep bullshitting answers and desperately hope that he’s somehow on the money so they don’t figure out he’s lying. eventually it gets to the point where Damian is doing double detective work; doing the case normally with the bats and then sneaking off alone to solve the case ahead of time so that when Bruce asks him to use his abilities to get information he already has it on hand and can pretend a ghost told him who the murderer is.

eventually, of course,

Bruce: we have reason to believe that Red Hood wasn’t wearing his helmet when he made this kill; however nobody alive saw his identity. Damian, do you think you could contact the victim and find out what Hood looks like? That way we could have a profile sketch to add to his case.

Damian:

Damian: *deep sigh*

-later, on the phone-

Jason: you never fail to entertain me, little buddy

Damian: may i remind you i’m doing this for your benefit. help me.

Jason: i mean i don’t know what the fuck i’m supposed to do about it, just lie about what i look like.

Jason: OH- tell him i look exactly like Scarface.

Damian:

Damian: you want me. to say you look exactly like a famous movie character. and you think that will go well, do you?

Jason: when i was a kid Bruce told me he’d never seen the movie before so i made him watch it with me, and i swear he fell asleep like three minutes in. he swore on his life he paid rapt attention but i don’t believe him. if he doesn’t clock that you’re lying, then i’ll finally have confirmation and justice will prevail.

Damian:

Damian: i don’t think you take this as seriously as i do

Jason: womp womp, just do it

Damian: how are you the older brother out of the two of us

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Damian, handing over a perfect sketch of Scarface: this is what i got from following the victim’s descriptions.

Bruce:

Bruce:

Bruce: *pinning it to a case board* incredibly detailed, amazing job, son. now-

Dick, stepping forward: isn’t that-?

Tim, putting a hand on Dick’s elbow and whispering: hold on, hold on. clearly he’s lying, but Bruce is fucking dumb, and wouldn’t you rather watch for a bit and see how this plays out, before we go digging for the truth?

Dick:

Dick: a fair point- great sketch, Dames! we’ll have Hood in no time with facial recognition like this!

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owch.

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it’s so funny to me that in a lot of fics after Tim’s parents die and he’s adopted and moved into Wayne manor, he still just… owns the mansion next door. like Drake manor is just right there, fully furnished and empty, fully inherited by Tim. and he just kinda leaves it there. probably forgets he owns it. how much do you wanna bet the others absolutely do NOT forget that next door is also owned by the family?

how much do you wanna bet that at least twice a month Bruce freaks the fuck out because Damian’s been missing for two days and eventually they track him down to find that he’d just walked over to Drake manor to avoid being told to help Alfred dust and then… couldn’t be bothered to walk back. figured that technically Drake manor could also be ‘home’ and made himself comfortable. is napping in Tim’s childhood bedroom when they find him and is completely unapologetic about eating the food in his kitchen.

how much do you wanna bet that Tim gets a call from the weekly cleaner that he totally forgot was being paid from his bank account to maintain Drake manor, only to be told by a slightly terrified cleaner that she tried to go in to mop the kitchen and found a fucking crime lord in nothing but sweatpants and his helmet, ranting to an ‘oracle’ about some kind of ‘drug drop off’ that he ‘needed off Batman’s radar’, because Jason was too tired to motorcycle all the way back to Crime Alley after a debrief but didn’t want to have to be around Bruce so he just kinda broke into Tim’s old house and has been casually chilling there for the past week while he worked on a case.

how much do you wanna bet that one time Bruce grounded Tim for two weeks and Tim was so annoyed about it that to be petty he snuck out and went back to Drake manor. Bruce was so fucking mad because Tim directly ignored his orders and he couldn’t even do anything about it because every time he brought it up he got loud claims of ‘yOU TOLD ME TO GO TO MY ROOM SO I WENT TO MY FUCKING ROOM, B, I DON’T WANNA HEAR SHIT FROM YOU-!’

how much do you wanna bet when eventually Tim can’t be bothered to deal with the insurance forms and he sells Drake manor, he mentions having to hand over his keys and instantly every single batkid starts digging around in their pockets and producing two or three keys to Drake manor because over the years they’ve all just kinda. been using it. whenever. Tim had no fucking clue they’d made keys. he’s so confused. it gets so much funnier when the next day Tim shows up to the estate agents to drop off his plastic tub of keys for the new owner and he fucking finds Jason Todd there ready to receive them.

“I make a lot of money in my line of work,” he says. “figured it was time for a summer house.”

“you hate being close to Bruce.”

“not as much as Bruce hates shoddy neighbours. i’m going to make his life hell.”

“you made me carry this box of keys for nothing.”

“yeah you can hand those back out actually, i really don’t care who goes in there.”

“I hate you.”

“Don’t be rude to your new neighbour.”

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De-aged Jason Todd and his morally-grey parental figures + Dick

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Idk man, TTG was pretty good for the most part

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puppy kitty superbat sleep study

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(cat bruce) bath time for his highness

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cat dad bruce continues

in the end, all their fussing was unnecessary. damian loves it.

“…in all ways but physical,”

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spinning off my kitty cat batdad AU where all the waynes are kitty cats!

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kitty cat bruce

preparing to pounce

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jason is not immune to cat snuggles, even when the cat is his dad who he’s mad at

(continuation of my somewhat cracky cat bruce au)

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tone deaf

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kitty bruce warmup doodles

who knows whats on his mind....

catnap

100% cat form

once in a while, kitty craves affection…. until he doesn’t

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i’m a little stressed rn so i wanted to draw bruce putting on clark’s flannel when he thinks no one is looking…. and dick <3