Simple Crime ally child
Bruce has to spend a day working an important mission with the league at the watchtower but the kids are bored so he tells them as long as they don’t disrupt the JL’s work they can hang around the watchtower and then get takeout on the way home. they succeed in keeping themselves to themselves but don’t quite manage not being disrupting. this is because Tim convinced them to do a tiktok trend.
*the league, pouring over case files in serene silence*
*heard faintly from three rooms away*
Tim, Damian, and Jason: we listen and we don’t judge,
Jason: my original plan for terrorising B after coming back to Gotham was to start leaving him a bunch of creepy voicemails Taken-style, and the only reason i scrapped it was because i just genuinely couldn’t remember Bruce’s phone number.
*Bruce lifts his head, squinting slightly*
The kids: we listen and we don’t judge,
Tim: when i was nine my camera broke because a rogue that Batman was fighting threw the car i left it in off a bridge and i was so mad at Batman that i sold photos i’d taken of Bruce Wayne wearing a thong on his private beach to the Gotham Gazette to buy a new one
*the rest of the league also lift their heads, staring at Bruce uncomfortably. Bruce shifts in his seat*
Jason: THAT WAS YOU?
Tim: YOU’RE JUDGING WE SAID NO JUDGING-
Damian: i feel like we should be able to judge OCCASIONALLY.
*the league, eyeing each other*
Clark: they wont… post that video online, right?
Bruce, sighing: to the family groupchat, probably.
*heard again from across the watchtower*
The kids: we listen and we don’t judge,
Jason: back in the league Damian’s hamster died and we told him it was natural causes but it’s actually because i set it loose during a meeting and Ra’s freaked out and stepped on it.
Jason: OK DRAWING A SWORD MEANS JUDGEMENT DAMIAN PUT IT BACK-
Diana: should you be… checking on them?
Bruce, dead inside: what am i supposed to do about it?
Ollie: aren’t you in charge of them?
Bruce, completely seriously: i’m not in charge of anything anymore.
The kids: we listen and we don’t judge,
Damian: when I was a child I was forced to kill 183 people and I dream of their faces every night
Tim: Damian I don’t think you understand the game.
Bruce, getting up: I’m going to go-
The rest of the league, simultaneously:
Clark: see if the kids are-
Diana: we can handle this-
Barry: you got this buddy-
Ollie: yeah go- go take a break-
world war 3 was on the line, jason
Gotta keep a straight face u guys
based on this post
More batman au where all the batkids are really young
“so what’s your favorite batfam trope?”
“bruce calling his kids sweetheart/sweetie/baby/any petname”
“what—“
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Dick, accidentally scraping his knee: ow
Bruce, worried: you okay, dear?
Dick, a 30 year old man:
Dick, tearing up: no…
Cass: 😐
Cass: *period cramp*
Cass: 😐
Bruce, knocking on her door: cass?
Cass, suddenly on the floor curled up and sniffling: dad, period hurts 😢
Bruce, slamming the door open, picking his daughter up then tucking her back in her bed: i’m sorry baby. i’m here now, what do you need?
Red Robin, cranky and stressed, having been awake for 120 hours: ugh! why can’t you people do anything right!?
Wonder Girl, also sleep deprived: you arrogant piece of—
Red Robin, suddenly walking away, grabbing his civilian phone: *angrily dials a number*
Bruce, in a WE meeting, answering: hello? tim?
Red Robin, voice breaking: dad?
Bruce:
Batman, requesting access to Mount Justice:
Superboy, eye bags darker than black: what’s batman doing here
Red Robin, packing up, speed walking out the door:
Batman, out of sight: oh, don’t cry sweetie, let’s go home hm?
Bruce, washing the dishes:
Damian, entering the room: baba?
Bruce, smiling: yes?
Damian, shuffling towards him, holding something behind his back:
Bruce: what do you have there?
Damian, embarrassed but determined, holds up a drawing of him and Bruce:
Bruce:
Bruce, tears streaming down his face: it’s beautiful habibi
Bruce: *sleeping*
Jason:
Jason: b
Bruce: ?!
Bruce: j-jay?
Bruce: what are you- oh.
Jason, laying next to him, face hidden in his chest: fuck you.
Bruce:
Jason:
Jason, quietly: i take it back. love you…dad.
Bruce, crying again: i love you too, sweetheart
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now with a part 2!
bonus: captain marvel
sibling behavior ig
La escuela no me deja mucho tiempo para dibujar pipipi
Also, if you get the reference *Kisses you on the forehead*
Batsiblings convince Jason to get himself a cooking Tiktok account, and he gives in. To his surprise, he quickly gains millions of followers and a loyal auditory. The only problem? Jason has no idea that these people came here not necessary for recipes.
Jason: Geez, my followers had been pissing me off lately.
Dick, confused: Huh? Why?
Jason: They keep commenting ATE. Like, dude? Fucking where? I am not eating in my cooking videos. What is the fucking point?
Tim, choking: Oh my fucking God-
Jason, making an angry text post for his followers: YOU ALL. STOP COMMENTING "RAW". MY MEAT IS NOT RAW. I AM A PROPER COOK. WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU???
Cassandra: Maybe it is time to tell him...
Tim, Steph, Duke, in unison: NO
Bruce, awkwardly trying to have a conversation with Jason: Hey, lad, how is your cooking blog is going?
Jason: Uh, people keep commenting cryptid messages. Like, the last time I was showing the right way to tenderise meat for chops because apparently it wasn't clear and someone requested the whole video? Anyway, I did it, and the whole comment section was writing me "in bed, on the floor, on the couch, on a chair, against the wall, against the window, against the door"... Like, why would I do that, not in the kitchen?
Bruce, no less clueless: Maybe it some kind of challenge. Kids love trying new stuff in extreme places nowadays.
Jason: Huh. Maybe. Thanks.
Bruce, just proud to have a proper conversation and somehow a help: Anytime, Jaylad!
Damian, who was unblissfully educated on the slang matter by Tim (because it was his responsibility as a big brother to traumatise him), with his eye twitching: ...None of these words were in Quran
Figured I’d post the full pic ft. Some comments I liked 😭