Thank you thank you thank you
This fic is super sweet and hilarious, highly recommend!
Chapters: 6/6
Rating: Explicit
Archive Warning: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings
Category: M/M
Fandoms: Batman - All Media Types, Superboy (Comics), Robin (Comics), Red Robin (Comics), Teen Titans - All Media Types, Young Justice - All Media Types, Superman - All Media Types
Relationship: Tim Drake/Kon-El | Connor Kent
Characters: Tim Drake (DCU), Kon-El | Connor Kent, Bruce Wayne, Dick Grayson, Jason Todd, Damian Wayne, Alfred Pennyworth, Clark Kent
Additional Tags (truncated): Mutual Pining, First Kiss, Identity Porn, Friends to Lovers, Flirting, Getting Together, Identity Reveal, Batfamily (DCU), Batfamily Shenanigans (DCU), The Boys Bully Bruce, Bruce Wayne is So Done, Jason Todd is a Menace, Fluff and Smut, Protective Older Brothers, Meet the Family, Family Dinner, Minor Bruce Wayne/Clark Kent, Minor Dick Grayson/Wally West, Oral Sex, Hand jobs, Frottage, Exhibitionism, Voyeurism, Surprise Wally West Appearance
Summary:
“Because it’s all your fault!” Kon snapped.
Robin bristled, eyes narrowing. “Oh, it’s my fault, is it?”
“Yes!” Kon tugged at his hair in frustration.
Robin stepped forward, closing the gap between them, getting in Kon’s face. “Enlighten me. How exactly is any of this my fault?”
“What color are your eyes?”
“I-” Robin took a step back in bewilderment. “What?”
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Kon has been distracted and Robin finally confronts him.
Oh no he didn’t grow out of his gremlin Robin phase, he’s just like this
i have not slept and it's like 2AM and im now feeling tired but i locked tf in to draw this i just HAD to finish before bed i will be more coherent tomorrow anyways. gay superbat. have
Anyway if you guys get pissy at Jason for being a drug dealer in utrh, I know you have no genuine working knowledge of addiction and I think you should die and I am not joking.
People die from quitting cold turkey. Lots of addicts are self medicating because the healthcare system has failed them. Stopping the drug trade completely would be not only completely ineffectual (Jason's entire philosophy is that crime can't be ended only controlled and he is completely right) but it would also cause so many more problems than it would fix. Especially because in a place like Gotham there is little to no support for these people, except maybe Leslie's clinic, which is already understaffed and overfilled and is still only a hospital. It's not a rehab, and it's not a pharmacy. They can't give you prescriptions for free, especially painkillers, stimulants, and antidepressants.
Please take 10 seconds to actually think about the issues you're talking about before you post an incorrect quotes or "gotcha!" Where you say that Jason actually doesn't care about his community and is just as bad as Black Mask or whatever because *checks notes* he's realistic about crime reduction.
There’s something here I can feel it
submissive in the way a livestock guardian dog is submissive to the sheep it kills wolves for
This was so funny to me, lol
I dont understand how people think “but they killed people!” Is everrrr going to convince me to hate a fictional character. I actually like them more because they killed people. In fact, its the main thing I like about them. I would cheer with pom-poms at the mere implication of them killing again.
Thank you for sharing this masterpiece 😂😂😂 it’s fantastic
I think we can all agree that this is the theme song for the batfamily
Oh man I gotta do a fic about this
that alternate ending version of Under the Red Hood (2010) where Talia gives Damian to Jason for some ungodly reason always makes me laugh because Jason is like. I'm going to turn Bruce's son into something horrible just to spite him and says this while holding an infant that can't be more than a month old, like. no, Jay, you're gonna get two days into surrogate fatherhood before your instincts take over and you're finding a better safe house in a better neighborhood so you can build a proper nursery and get Damian into a proper pre-K when he's older. the pit can't erase the fact you died trying to save the mother who gave you up or the fact that a mother has just given up her son to you. and by the time any of that gets through your red fiberglass skull, you'll find yourself standing in the grocery store deciding whether you should buy Dami a bat stuffie just to be funny