Amazing things about the last issue of Batman


Jason, Dick, Damian, Bruce and Duke having lunch at a Bat-burguer place (where they have red hood action figures and jokerized ships, that Jason wants to try). 


the way Bruce eats a hamburger and the fact that the boys make fun of him for it (plus Damian trying to kill Jason with food).


the way they talk about their deaths as it was nothing, and Duke being the only one who realizes thats not normal. 

this hole issue was just like a big fanfic and I love DC for it.

Dating Damian Wayne

I love Damian Wayne and personally enjoyed writing this. Thanks for requesting this @zatannazatarayj and I hope you enjoy. 


  • When you guys met, he didn’t like you.
  • Like at all
  • Personally, you weren’t a fan of him either.
  • You thought he was too stuck up for his own good.
  • He had every right to be, with him being the son of Bruce Wayne and all.
  • But it was your job to take him down a peg or two.
  • Or in this case bring him down from his high mansion in the sky.
  • “Hey Damian do you want to play Speed with me?”
  • “Why would I want to play some mediocre game with an insufferable human being such as yourself?”
  • “Says the guy who just doesn’t want to get his ass kicked in a kids game.”
  • “Deal the deck Y/L/N”
  • It was a tie between you too.
  • After a while, he began to sort of like you. Over time it became much more.
  • He liked how you always challenged him and make him feel some sort of way.
  • You began to have the same feelings for him as well.
  • Later on he asked you out.
  • But since THE GREAT DAMIAN WAYNE WAS NERVOUS, he did it in the weirdest way possible.
  • “Y/L/N, as we have known each other for quite some time now, I have noticed that we have created mutual bond within our unlikely relationship. Therefore, I think that we should participate in watching a film at the local theatre. Please say that you will accompany me.”
  • “Are…Are you asking me to go to the movies with you or writing the Declaration of Independence?”
  • “Movies.”
  • “Oh then sure.”
  • The rest is history.
  • He loves buying you gifts.
  • Mostly the expensive kind.
  • A laptop here, an iPhone there…
  • Hell he even bought you a new wardrobe.
  • You finally had to tell him to stop and say that some flowers were fine.
  • Since he didn’t have a real childhood, you like to just baby him sometimes.
  • One, because you love how he would react and Two, because he deserves to be a kid every once in awhile.
  • “Did you rent out a bouncy house for an hour Y/N?”
  • “No…I’m not stupid. I rented it for a whole day.”
  • “You are insane if you think I would enjoy playing in some child contraption.”
  • “You are insane if you think I can’t make you come in here.”
  • Long story short, you guys jumped in that bouncy house that whole day.
  • He would always draw you when you feel insecure.
  • When you hate a certain part of your body, we would just focus on that part of you.
  • And ends up hanging them in your room.
  • “Damian, why are you drawing me so much?”
  • “Because I hate when you feel so insecure about yourself when I adore everything about you, my Beloved.”
  • Him being your cocky, sophisticated boyfriend.
  • You being the only one that can keep him in check. 

Can you do an imagine where one of the boys,(whoever you want) finds like a secret stash of pictures or like a photo album dedicated to the accomplishments of them as their superhero identity? Does this make sense? 

@batman-robin I hope this is what you meant by your request. I did it based on my Jay-Bear and  I tried really hard on this at 12:16 in the morning. I hope you like it!! 


“Hey Y/N. Have you seen my black boots anywhere?”

You were too busy in the shower to actually look for his boots for him so you went ahead and yelled back at him. “They’re under the bed Jason.”

“I already looked under the bed hun.” he replied, looking under the bed again.

“Well maybe you didn’t look hard enough…” you mumbled under your breath.

“What was that sweet cheeks?”

“Uhh…I said I’ll be out in a minute to help you look for them.”

“Yea. That’s what I thought you said.”

You rolled your eyes as you rinsed the rest of the soap off of your body. You and Jason have been dating for over a year now and you guys have been living together for over 3 months. It’s been pretty good, considering the fact that Jason has been working night shifts from his job. You never noticed how many times he gets hurts on his job, with the amount of times he comes home bruised and bloody. You are concerned. Hell, you were just flat out worried. You don’t say anything though.If he’s happy, then you are happy. Besides, you have your own little hobby after he leaves for work.

You grab your (f/c) towel and wrap it around you. You then walk into the bedroom to help Jason look for his shoes. “Alright Jason. Last time I saw them, they were under the bed. So unless they got up and walked themselves straight out of that door, they have to be under the bed.”

Jason didn’t say anything to you when you walked in. You thought it was strange because Jason is NEVER quiet. EVER.

“Jason? Are you alright?”

That is when you saw it. Your little “hobby” that you have worked hard on for almost a year. It was your box. And inside that box, there were photos. Not just any photos. Photos of the vigilante himself, Red Hood. Every night, you would go out and look for the Red Hood. where ever he was, just to snap a photo of him. Whether it was fighting a bad guy or protecting a citizen, you were there with your camera getting every heroic deed. And now your boyfriend has found your little secret.

He looked at you with questioning eyes and all you could do was shrug. “You mind explaining these?”

You walked over your drawer and pulled out some underwear. “Where should I begin?”

“The beginning would be fine.”

You sighed as you looked for your favorite pair of underwear. “I’ve been taking pictures of the Red Hood.”

“For how long?”

“A little over a year.” You found your underwear and pajamas and motioned with your finger to tell Jason to turn around. When he did, you proceeded dressing. “It was a little bit before we were dating.”

“I can see that.” He sat on the bed and looked at some more photos. When you were done dressing, you came to sit next to him and looked at the picture he was looking at.

“This one was one of my favorites.” You said, grabbing the picture from him. “He was saving a little girl from a burning building on this date. I think it was April 23rd.”

“Do you have a crush on the Red Hood or something?” he asked, getting tense.

You looked at him questioningly. “It’s not like I have a crush on him. I admire him. He does a lot of good for the city.”

“But you know he is a bad guy right?” he said, “He killed a lot of people, ruled over crime bosses. Hell, even almost killed Batman. How could you admire him.”

You shrugged again. “Yeah well, I only get the good shots of him. He still does good deeds. He’s like Batman, but not in way. Batman puts fear into his enemies but Red Hood does things that Batman won’t do. He also does some heroic stuff of his own, Jason. Sure he’s done a lot of wrong but…” You took another picture out of the box and showed it to Jason. It was a picture of him hugging the little girl. “…he does a lot of good for the city too. I admire him Jason. I really do. I hope one day I could meet hi-.”

Jason interrupted you with a kiss. It wasn’t his usual kiss that he gave you. This one was like a sigh of relief kind of kiss. You didn’t know why he would feel that way but you gladly took the kiss anyway and holding him tight.

“You know I think you are crazy right?” he replied after the kiss.

“You’re the crazy one if it gets you hot and bothered from me talking about another man.” you replied. You got up from the bed and headed towards the living room. “I’m gonna order a pizza for dinner and put Netflix on. That cool?”

He smirked. “Sounds like a perfect Netflix and Chill night.”

“Say that again and you won’t get any “chill” tonight.” you said, smacking your ass as you walked away towards the living room.

He looked at all the photos again as he put them all back into the box. He would tell you that he was Red Hood eventually, but right now he just wants you to be able to live a normal life. Though hearing you say all that stuff about him and how you admire him, makes him feel a little more better about himself.

“Damn I’m so photogenic. I beat Dick by a mile. Can’t wait to tell him this.” He put the box under the bed and headed towards the living room with you.

Batfamily at some point of their lives

-Forget a kid in the school.
“Hey it feels calm today, ‘da fuck where’s Damian?”

-Alfred putting drugs on Tim’s coffe so he could sleep for a while.

-“He’s Jason my broth… my.
butler” -Damian Wayne

-Hugs at midnight from little and scared Damian.

-“Damian what the hell, why did you bring another pet?”

-“I died once and you didn’t average me, so at least you.can…” Jason 24/7.

- Jason would put eyeshadow under his eyes in Halloween and would say “My Tim Drake’s cosplay, where’s my coffee?”

-Make fun of their old costumes.

-Be the smartest kids in the class.

-“Who was first, the chicken or the egg?” Dick Grayson at some point of the night.

-Damian would close all the windows so Jason would use the door, or better, he would not enter.

-Bruce would be proud to call them his sons.

-Besides all the jokes, they will support each others, no matter what.

The first time Damian had a nightmare in front of Dick they were still getting started as Batman and Robin. Dick didn’t hesitate a moment when he heard his little brother’s distress. He slid into bed next to Damian ignoring Tim’s voice in his head chanting how dangerous Damian was and pulled the boy close to him. Because that’s what Damian was. A little boy terrified in the night, and Dick knew exactly what to do. He sung quietly until Damian fell back into a deep restful sleep.

The first time Jason was around Damian during one of the kid’s nightmares was an odd time for them both. Jason had somehow ended up watching him when they both came down with a cold. Damian had fallen asleep on his couch watching some horror movie Bruce would never allow. Jason had no idea what to do at first when Damian started thrashing on the couch. But then the boy cried out for his mother and Jason’s instincts kicked in as he carefully lifted Damian into his arms whispering soothing words, his arms a tight comfort.

Damian’s first nightmare around Tim was completely different. They’d been out fighting together and it had somehow turned into a mid-patrol argument. Out of the blue Tim took a bullet for Damian. Damian who’d been crowing about being a blood son. Damian whose blood didn’t match Tim’s and had to watch as Bruce found someone else to donate. Damian who crawled up next to his brother because his nightmare was losing the family he’d worked so hard to gain. And when Tim woke up, half aware of himself half on painkillers he knew exactly what to do when he found Damian stubbornly pressed against his side. He wrapped an arm around his brother and whispered the words. “It’s ok”

Bruce hadn’t been back but a few weeks when Damian had a nightmare. Grayson had stopped living with them and Damian was at the Manor. Strange and foreign he’d never admit to jumping at shadows in the night. He stood outside his fathers room for a solid half hour before going in. He had no idea what to expect from the man. He’d known distance so far, the opposite of Grayson’s warmth, but there was no one else. So he climbed into Father’s huge bed and perched at the edge. Happy to be close at least. A minute later Father was getting up and Damian had squished his eyes closed against any anger. Instead strong arms picked him up then they were lying together, Damian pressed against his father’s chest, stiff as a board because Father had never done this before. A hand pressed to his hair and Damian realized that his father had done this before. With each of his children. So Damian let himself relax and curl closer to his father who knew exactly what to do to comfort him.

Dating Tim Drake

Here you go @batman-robin I hope this is to your liking. 

·         Constantly babying him.

·         CONSTANTLY.

·         You have to tell him when to go to bed, feed him, and sometimes when to take a shower.

·         “Tim, baby…when was the last time you took a shower?”

·         “What’s today?”

·         “Go take a shower Tim. You smell like rotten meat.”

·         Sometimes he would listen to you.

·         Most of the time you’re dragging him by his feet away from his computer.

·         There was even a time when you had to call his brothers to help.

·         It was a dark day in that apartment.

·         You end up supporting his caffeine addiction.

·         You know he cannot function properly without at least one cup of coffee.

·         You notice that he needs coffee when he gets up from the bed, goes to the kitchen table, and lays his head on the table with a bang.

·         You hand him his favorite mug filled with his favorite coffee. “Here you go Tim.”

·         He takes it out of your hand and smiles at you. “You’re so good to me Y/N.”

·         “Yea I know.”

·         You stay by his side all the time and never complain.

·         But if he sees your upset over something, he’ll always tries to find a way to make you feel better.

·         If you’re worried about him during a mission he’ll always hold you by the waist and rest his head in between his shoulder blade.

·         “What’s this for Tim?”

·         “I promise I will be careful. I promise I will call you and tell you that I’m fine. When I come back, I promise I will hold you just like I’m doing now. You don’t have to worry.”

·         He kisses you and you smile at him holding him up to that promise.

·         You have a hard time trying to get his attention.

·         If he’s been on his computer for more than six hours, this is where you try to distract him.

·         “Tim do you want to go out to eat?”

·         “Y/N I’m kind of busy right now with this. You can go though.”

·         “So you would let me go alone? By myself? In the streets of Gotham?”

·         He thought about it for a second. “Maybe order a pizza.”

·         You go over to him and wrap your arms around his neck. “How we go out for pizza, come back here and watch a movie, and then go to bed.”

·         “But Y/N I have to get this report done. Bruce will kill me if I don’t have finish this.

·         You start kissing him on the neck and you can feel him squirm.

·         He sighs. “Well…I’m sure that an hour break won’t hurt.”

·         Him being your dorky little hard worker.

·         You being the one person that can keep him together.

Jason: Hey Brat, what are you doin’?

Damian: *Slams book shut and slowly tries to keep it from sight.* Nothing that concerns you Todd.

Jason: *Grabs hold of the book and gently takes it away from Damian* A crepe cookbook?

Damian: *Glares*

Jason: *Glares back*

Damian:… I wanted to make these for Father’s Day. I know he likes them. *looks anywhere but at Jason*

Jason: Alright, come on Kid. I’ll help get you set up.


Bruce: *Leaves his bedroom with crepe plate and note card in hand* *voice cracking* Al, they made this. Together.

Alfred: Indeed they did, sir.

Bruce: *voice still cracking* I gotta go find my babies.

Damian and Jason had terrible childhoods

Dick and Tim had great childhoods before they started off as Robins. They both had loving parents at an early age, childhood friends, favorite dishes or TV shows…

Jason and Damian never had any of this. Sometimes, Damian catches Dick singing random, unknown songs, the songs that his mother sang to him before bedtime. Talia never sang to Damian. He didn’t had any friends growing up with whom he could play games, like Dick did with his friends at the circus.

Jason often goes to the kitchen and finds Tim eating some very weird comfort food, something his father would make him whenever he got sick. Jason’s parents never cooked anything for him, specially comfort food.
He didn’t even have a TV when he was little, so he didn’t knew any of the children shows Tim would nostalgically remember with Steph.

Alfred suspects that’s why Bruce’s relationship with Dick and Tim is usually easier than with Jason or Damian. While the first two see their lives with Bruce as new and different from their old ones, Jason and Damian see it as new and better. Bruce is not emotionally capable of handling this kind of responsibility, and freaks out sometimes.

Batboys on Christmas: Expectations vs Reality.


-All the boys on time for Dinner.

-Fancy dinner and small talks.

-Expensive presents.

- Waiting ‘til 12 so they can open the presents.

- “Dear Santa, I wanted to ask you if you…”

- All Batfam reunited on the Manor for Christmas.

- Damian acting like a kid only for that day.

- Alfred cooking lots of food cuz it’s Christmas.

- “You’re the most incredible boys I’ve ever met, I’m so proud to call you my sons.” Bruce Wayne being such a good father.

-Feeling blessed for their family.


- Jason probably arrives on January 1st.

- “Fuck, gimme the fucking pepper” Jason Todd 2016.

- “I found this in the garbage yesterday, merry Christmas, Tim” Damian Wayne such a smol bean.


- “Hey, Old Man. I want a new jacket, and a new motorcycle.
-lots of love, me”

- Damian being confused on the fact of a fat guy in red will appear in the middle of the night to bring presents.

- Alfred cooking lots of food cuz he want and he can.

-Snowball fights.

- Bruce admiring his sons proudly in silence.

- Feeling so blessed for such a perfectly imperfect family.

*Batfam out patrolling*

Tim: Nightwing what is the status on the North end of building.

Dick: There’s three men posted around the perimeter and they are holding… Uh… Raven Rods.

Tim: …



Damian: Oh for Godsakes. He means CROWBARS.

Jason: *muffled panicking* LET ME GO I’M FINE.

Bruce: *walking towards the batmobile with Jason slung over his shoulder* Not on my watch, never again.