Water-Hal-on And His Brumpkin 🤭🤭

Yeouch!! Babs you wound me 😔

Made a quiz, have fun:)

the batkids are strong in their own rights. they're used to protecting their friends and loved ones. they are the protective one in their teams.

however, whenever Bruce is around, all of a sudden they became kittens held by the mother. all those protective instincts? gone. they are now with their father and their job is to duck or satay away or run to safety when instructed. jumping in front of harm's way? that's dad's job. them's the rules.

More than enough people encouraged my rambling so I’m excited to present to you my time traveling concept/OU (original universe)!! Honestly I have no idea how to format this so I’m just gonna word vomit lol. Hopefully I’ll be better at putting my thoughts together coherently when/if I get asks about everyone!

Okay so super basically a bunch of college kids end up stumbling into an old lab on a closed off side of their campus (it’s very old so certain areas were closed off) being bored, tipsy and nosy they decide to snoop around and find a weird machine. Despite being warned by the smartest of the bunch (Nicole) to leave it tf alone. They don’t and it ends up shrouding the room in a bright light. One thing leads to another and they’re met with 4 people that definitely weren’t there before!

Please ask me more about them!! I’d love to tell everyone about them!

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Kay well I started it impulsively and I need feedback

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The league sat at the round table, the current active members watching as Batman went through what seemed like yet another presentation. One had to wonder where the hell he was getting them from, they were awfully detailed and usually meant to aid in his lecturing. Hal, having checked himself out of the meeting twenty minutes ago, constructed a small yo-yo that he rolled about in the air next to him. Barry and Clark both found themselves watching the yo-yo. Although Clark at the very least, pretended to pay attention to the man at the head of the table.

Batman, watching the three as they did just about everything but paying attention to him, rolled his eyes. Only to remember that they couldn’t see him do as such under the cowl. Fighting the urge to run a hand through his undoubtedly greasy hair he cleared his throat. Opting to capture their attention instead. Folding his arms and shifting his stars he narrowed his eyes at the three men. They could play with Hal’s damn ring after the meeting. It wasn’t like it’s go anywhere. Unlike Bruce who was ready to book it to the zeta tubes as soon as this meeting was to end.

“I didn’t realize that mission debriefs were that unimportant gentleman.”

Barry was the first to react, stiffening as he snapped his neck over in Bruce’s direction. Leaving the bat to wonder briefly if it pained the speedster to move that quickly unprovoked. Clark was second, he couldn’t help the sheepish grin he gave the bat when he got caught. He knew the importance of their mission debriefings, but that didn’t make Bruce’s portions any less mind numbing. Hal, being the usual nuisance that he was, found that messing with Bruce was just a little more fun than actually listening.

“Sorry spooky. It’s just that you're not very good at keeping it short and sweet.”

Bruce fights the desire to roll his eyes, he could keep things short and sweet. But he chose not to, he preferred to make sure all the important details were in place as they should be. God forbid he left something out and one of these idiots decided that specific part was the most important thing ever to the current debrief case file.

So what’re we thinking so far? Ass or nah

Y'all are amazing. Reblog to hug the person you’re reblogging from.

Bruce:

Dick:

Dick: what do you have in mind old man, you’re scaring me

Bruce: Wally has children.

Dick:

Dick: I am perfectly aware of that-

Bruce: three kids. Almost old as you were when you started crime fighting.

Dick:

Bruce: I want grandchildren Dick. I want you married. Barry has grandchildren, Diana had grandchildren, Oliver fuckin’ Queen has grandchildren. I better have them before Jon Kent marry.

Dick: Jesus Christ…

Stop letting your heart and your pussy choose your men.