Wayne Family Adventures + Text Posts: Batman Edition

Okay but realistically imagine what Bruce would do when Jason came back.

Chasing this knee criminal who keeps referencing his dead son. Pushing his buttons. How dare he presume to know anything about Jason. The lost light of his life, his baby boy. He can feel that darkness creeping around the edges of his mind. That pit of anger and murderous rage he is scared he will never pull himself out of.

Hearing that robotic voice taunting him about failing Jason, failing to avenge him. He tried, god he tried. He was so close he had the knife against the jokers throat. And then he was being pulled away. Clark stopped him. Told him that he wasn’t acting like himself.

God he loves Clark but he can still feel that small pit of resentment fester whenever he thinks about bleeding that clown.

How dare he say he never loved Jason. He would have given everything to have him back for even a moment. His wealth, his status, Batman, his soul, Gotham itself. There were only three things he would never trade away. His sons. His precious boys. He would destroy himself without a second thought for their happiness. If there was anything he could give, any price he could pay to just see his baby one more time he would do it happily.

Then they are alone. He’s cornered the Red Hood. An abandoned warehouse, a bomb. He should tear him apart where he stands. He dares to make a mockery of his greatest failure? How he failed Jason. His son. His baby. His world. He will make him suffer.

Then the helmet comes off. A young man. Gentle black curls with a shock of white running through them. A domino mask over his face. It can’t be. And the mask comes away. And Bruce sees them. Those beautiful blue eyes that have haunted every sleepless night. Filled with hatred. Swimming with green fury.

But none of it matters. All the anger in Bruce is gone. He tears of the cowl, he has to see, has to see his baby’s face. Jason has a gun leveled at him, but it doesn’t matter. Nothing matters because Jason is here. He is alive in front of Bruce. Every wish, every regret is washed away in that moment.

Bruce falls to his knees, it’s too much, more than a wretched creature like him deserves. Jason is stunned. His hand shakes slightly. He moves forward, places the gun against Bruce’s temple and still there is no fear, just wonder and adoration in Bruce’s eyes.

“Is it you Jaylad? Please this has to be a dream, please let this be real.” Jason is shocked he expected anger, disappointment, bargaining, but all there is is a father, a broken man looking upon his life’s purpose renewed before his eyes. Bruce reaches up, slowly, reverently, like at any moment Jason will disappear, he takes Jason free hand and holds it against his cheek and then Bruce’s weeps. Not silent tears or stoic crying. He weeps, snotty and red, hiccuping sobs wracking his body. He can only repeat Jason’s name like a prayer.

Jason doesn’t even realize he has dropped the gun. His Dad is caressing his hand, wailing and babbling apologies and platitudes. Jason feels himself sink to his knees. Tears spilling from his own eyes. His Dad still loves him, never stopped, he doesn’t even care that Jason had only a week ago filled a duffel bag with human heads. He is holding onto Jason like he is sacred and he can feel the anger breaking under the desire to be engulfed by his father.

In that moment they both know that no matter what happens, they’ve come home and for the first time in a long time they both feel whole.

Garroth and Zane in MCD is so funny because imagine you live in a small town, so small that everybody knows everybody. And then this guy shows up who wears a full face tactical helmet all the time, and just goes by the name William. No last name or anything, just William. And he becomes this well known person who is close to the town’s mayor despite being very mysterious.

But then suddenly the mayor is assassinated for some reason (who assassinates a mayor in a town that literally no one knows?)

So everyone assumes this William guy will run for mayor because he took it upon himself to handle all the town’s matters after the mayor died, but he refuses. Like he gets genuinely upset whenever someone mentions it. And the guy is still wearing the helmet 24/7, by the way.

So then the town just?? Doesn’t have a mayor?? And so William is running around doing everything until this random person with amnesia arrives and takes over.

Then one day two people from your town is getting married. The bride’s mom hires this priest to officiate the wedding and it’s… Prince Harry?? Like literally the freaking prince from England??

And your like “that’s a bit overkill for this small town wedding but ok”

But then Prince Harry is like “that William man must reveal his face or else I can’t be here”

But William refuses and so he just doesn’t go to the wedding.

So Prince Harry officiates the wedding, and then unexpectedly William arrives, and it’s… Prince William?! The whole time the weird guy who wears a full face tactical helmet 24/7 that’s been taking care of your small town is the first born son to the king of England??

And throughout the whole night the two brothers are just giving each other the stink eye.

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