In the batcave. After an exhausting but successful mission.
Jon: Dad can Damian come over tonight to play video-games?
Clark, tired af in the inside:
Clark, smiles out of pride: Sure. It'll be nice.
Jon: Dami, will you come?...
Damian: Don't be ridiculous, Kent. I will not play such childish games. I am a master-
Jon: We can play Cheese Viking.
Damian: PLEASE BABA LET ME GO.
Bruce, proud af and smiling in the inside:
Bruce, deadpan: OK.
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Thinking about the JL finding out that Bruce has contingency plans for all of his kids and being horrified. But when the League asks them about it, all the kids are like “yeah! we actually all have them for each other just in case” and move on like it’s perfectly normal to have three different ways to take out your brother on hand (for emergencies).
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damian: you bumbling bafoon! never in my life have i met such a -
jason: big words considering i fucked your mom.
dick: YOU DID WHAT?!
jason: oops
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Alfred kept warning Bruce that he needed to be a good model for his children (read: stop flirting and making out with his villains as a battle strategy) and got to give his employer the most satisfying “I told you so” ever when Dick became Nightwing and his entire shtick as a solo hero was just being a hot piece of ass who’d flirt with anyone
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YOU think they have a beautiful bromance I think they are approximately .5 seconds away from fucking raw on national television. We are not the same.
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… I’m gonna emotionally destroy a lot of people today, aren’t I?
Anyway, happy 4th anniversary of @eternalglitch's “Like Father, Like Son” fanfic on AO3. Really looking forward to the next update… someday.
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