Okay, but give me a battinson who's utterly gone on Clark Kent, but for some unknown reason to anyone else, has a great distaste towards Superman.
And Clark KNOWS it isn't the all powerful alien thing. He's seen Bruce let J'onn ruffle his hair, pick him up randomly, and share wordless conversations telepathically.
It seems to be Superman specifically, and it confuses him big time (and maybe, perhaps, perchance, he IS a bit jealous)
So, when they have lunch as Clark and Bruce, Clark straight up asks,
" Why do you dislike Superman so much? You're avoiding and ignoring m- him all the time. He told me. He looked pretty dang sad about it."
And then, to his delighted surprised, Bruce blushes a brilliant red, looks away, scowl deeper than ever. He's lucky to have super hearing, or the next words would go unnoticed.
"...Handsome."
" What?"
"He's handsome. It's annoying."
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WINNING. JUST WALKED DOWNSTAIRS AND SAID HI TO MY MUM. COUPLE MINUTES LATER MY BRITHER WALKS DIWNSTAIRS, SAYS HI TO HER, AND IS IMMEDIATELY ASKED TO EMPTY THE DISHAWSHEER AHAHAHHAHAHSHAHA
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you have some really evil, selfish and toxic ideas irt whos allowed to have friends, you know? i see pop psy people like you all the time making lists of things that are clear and obvious trauma induced behaviour, and then immediately flip to how if you have a friend who ever behaves like this they are evil and need to be cut off, theyre not allowed to have support systems to get better! you really hate bad victims, huh? if someone isn't demure and cowering and self effacing in their symptoms they don't deserve anyone? i got assaulted and when my friend group threw me out on my ass and called me too fucked up for acting erratic and strange in the aftermath and being unable to communicate why they used your posts to justify it. its sick that people like you will look at someone uncontrollably acting out their ptsd and go wow you aren't doing this nice enough to be tolerated! people like you talk so much about compassion but when it comes to people in actual crisis you don't give a shit. no, theyre acting too problematic. just cut them off! no one should help their friends!
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Please allow me to take this opportunity to make some things clear.
First, you do not know me. You do not know anything about me. You do not know where I've been, where I'm going, or where I am. All that you believe that you know is extrapolated from information I have volunteered to share. Information that is, by clear and honest choice, edited for both safety and personal security. Remember this.
Second, and I say this in the kindest of ways, because I have had to learn this lesson myself:
Nobody Owes You Shit.
Have you ever saved someone from drowning?
I have.
Do you know that a drowning person struggling to get air will instinctively drag you under them?
It's hard to save people in the water. It takes specific skills and knowledge that not everybody has. Not everyone can save a drowning person without drowning in the process.
The lifeguard needs energy, and strength, and expertise, and persistence.
The swimmer needs self-restraint, and composure, and the desire to be helped, and the ability to do what they can to facilitate their own rescue.
I believe in kindness, and generosity, and compassion. I believe in trying persistently, and in giving the benefit of the doubt wherever possible. I believe that people are good, and small, and trying. And I believe that I can give all the energy I have inside of me to help someone and still come up short.
So you're drowning? I'm sorry. That must be terrifying. That must be miserable. You must be experiencing the worst moments of your life. I hope someone nearby knows how to help you. I hope they have a raft you can climb into, or a rope for you to grab, or a float you can cling to. I hope things get better. I'll call for help, and give you what I can to get you to shore.
But don't you dare drag me under water and curse me for saving myself.
Now get out of my fucking inbox.
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HAVe YOU thought about chubby baby Jason?? Like he's this sweet round cutie pie with curls? and slight freckles on his little button nose??
EVERYDAY.
You CANNOT convince me Bruce wouldn't dot on him 24/7. Pursuing him to actually leave his baby's side in order to do, you know... Anything else is a losing battle.
Additionally, Bruce's reputation as recluse is practically gone.
Baby Jason loves wobbling around the dog park, convenience stores, Gotham Academy halls when Bruce brings Dick his forgotten lunch.
It's not out of the ordinary for the billionaire to lightly jog after that screeching little cherub baby; It's the cutest sight.
Like a cat tracking down it's wild kitten. Or at least, that's how Clark Kent eloquently describes it in the newspaper.
Baby Jason is just as clingy to Bruce, thought.
He wouldn't hide in Batman’s duffel bag, in the Watchtower, otherwise.
It's the first time the league sees Batman actually, truly terrified.
"Turn this around."
"Batman, our mission cannot he annulled. I-- oh. Yes, Jason, I would love to see the bug. Yes. Pretty bug."
Jason coos, setting the little thing free, and makes grabby hands for his dad, who picks him up so fast Clark nearly misses it.
They just can't fathom how this sentient ray of sunshine is related to their Bat. But Bruce is a natural at it.
The only problem with Jason being here is that A) Jason is here.
B) Bruce cannot and will not stop kissing his chubby cheeks, which postpones a lot of their work. Not that they mind. Clark certainly doesn't.
Oliver, something furious and familiar smoking behind his mask, pulls Diana and Clark over.
" Okay. Which one of you did it?"
"Uh, what?"
" I'm not a toilet, so don't bullshit me, boyscout. Which one of you is responsible for THAT,"
He gestures to Hal projecting butterflies in the lunch room, so Jason can chase them. For once, Bruce doesn't look like he wants to burn him to dust. Clark tries not to let that bother him.
"WHAT."
"Amazonian, kryptonian, -- I'm not leaving options out. But my bet is on Diana."
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Prompt 209
Now Jason was planning on, well, a lot of things, when he came back to Gotham. He had a lot of plans, several of which had to do with the old man and even more that had to do with cleaning up Crime Alley, making it safer and all that.
What he was not planning on was to find some sort of lab in the basement of where he was planning on setting up a safehouse. Nor was he planning on finding several literal children in cages inside said lab. Oh and Lazarus Waters- but children! With muzzles! Being experimented on!
Now he’d like to say he had a plan in what happened next, but if he’s honest everything had gone Green and he didn’t remember what happened next, only that he’s back home with said children and covered in blood. Oh and everything smells of smoke.
… And apparently there’s more of these things dotted around Crime Alley with the rest of these kids, er, siblings? Family? Fright does mean family? Okay kids, he’s not turning into Bruce but you can stay here while he deals with this… however long that takes.
He better not be turning into Bruce he swears-
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