Been thinking about Bruce, tying Jason down and worshipping him. Paying special attention to every single scar, whether visible or not, that he caused.
A soft kiss pressed to Jason's abdomen, feeling it flutter as Jason tenses. Little nips of teeth between Jason's legs, the fractures having healed years ago, but the ache remains. Licking along the faint scar on Jason's neck, and kissing back down it to Jason's collarbone.
Bruce whispers sorry after each one. So quiet in the room, and only just loud enough over Jason's gasps. It's not enough. It'll never be enough for his boy. Bruce could say "I'm sorry," and "please forgive me," and "I love you" until he was blue in the face, but it would never be enough to chase away the guilt.
So he worships, and lavishes Jason in a way that he hopes conveys the depths of his feelings.
Until Jason is shaking and sobbing and feeling seen and loved and remembered. Bruce resting his forehead against Jason's as he finally sinks down on him, both breathing the same air, reminding each other they're alive.
went crazy and made this
enjoy the fruits of my madness
Imagine Dick actually adopted Jason. Like that's so chaotic— especially when Jason comes back from the dead.
12 year old Jason: Hey, Dick? Since I'm adopted by you, does that mean you're my father?
18 year old Dick: ...I'm still too young to called dad so no, I'm just your legal guardian.
Jason: Okay, dad.
Dick, tearing up: Please no.
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Jason after resurrection as Red Hood: I am your son.
Dick dating Wally: Tf?????? How would I— JASON?
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Bruce: All of you are my sons.
Jason: Technically, I'm your grandson.
Damian and Tim: ?????? What.
Dick: Technically he's right. You've been a grandpa since I was 18.
Bruce: ...Fuck, I forgot about that.
Damian and Tim: WHAT THE FUCK?????
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Bruce and Jason arguing:
Bruce: You're grounded!
Jason: TF? You're not my dad, Dick is!
Dick: Please, for the last time, I'm not really your dad.
Jason's dramatic ass: GASPS?! I'M ADOPTED?!
The concept of Dick and Jason both having their own Brucie Wayne versions to charm the public is SO funny to me. Not even the fact that the whole idea is amusing, but Bruce's reaction to it would heal me. Like, he is with Dick on some mission, and here goes Richie Grayson :> — your local bimbo and golden retriever, or you know, whatever you want him to be. That, at least, seems obvious.
But Jason turns into Jase Todd :3, the far too innocent for his own good guy with a big heart the minute paparazzi is around? Bruce is horrified.
Bruce: alright, I know social events are not your area of work, but try just to nod and smile
Jason: yeah, whatever, old man
(five minutes later)
Vickie Vale: well, mister Todd, such a smart and diligent man like you — how come you are still single?
Jase Todd :3 : oh, well... I-i actually think I am quite unlucky in this matter... Just recently, a person I dated told me that I was rather too shy 🥹 And the previous suitor was with me only because of dad's money... 🥺 Dad tells me to take it easy... I still wish to find my perfect romantic partner, of course, but-
Richie Grayson :>, mournfully: my little wing has such a warm, big heart (slaps his chest) and, of course, he deserves the best.
Vickie Vale: awww, you are so sweet!
Bruce, staring in terror, because who the hell are these sweet boys, and where did his two walking headaches go: ...
Honestly tho Bucky saying "I'm sweet on you" just might be MY everything. I mean just how much more sappy and charming as hell can a person be?
I cannot agree enough tbh.
I like to think that this is the biggest surprise of all for everyone in the future. Sure, they all knew that Bucky Barnes was a charmer. The history books say he was a shameless flirt and popular with the ladies, after all.
What no one expects is to realize what a sap he is. He’s so goddamn sweet to Steve all the time, he even makes an effort on his bad days which is…saying something, honestly.
Watching the two of them flirt is probably the weirdest experience for them. Captain America, getting shy?
I get the feeling that when Bucky thinks he’s gone far too long without kissing Steve that day - and let’s be real here, it does happen at least once a day - he sidles on up to Steve, gets right in his space to tease him with the possibility of said kiss, and asks low and playful, “hey, sugar, you rationed?” just to see Steve blush.
Bucky’s been dropping that line since the ‘30s and Steve still hasn’t stopped blushing over it. It’s possible he never will.
“Maybe,” he says back, breathless.
“Lucky guy,” Bucky purrs. “Havin’ a dime like you on his arm.”
“I don’t know, sometimes he can be a real jerk,” Steve complains and then takes the kiss they’re both itching for.
They make out like a couple’a teenagers, Bucky only breaking the kisses to bestow more on Steve’s cheeks and jaw and neck, muttering things like, “Christ, you’re gorgeous,” “my best guy, y’know that? always been my best guy.” “can’t believe you’re mine, fuck I’m the luckiest bastard alive,” “Jesus, Stevie. So goddamn sweet on you, don’t know what to do with myself.”
Steve clings to him and soaks it all up, gets a little drunk on it. It’s been far too long since anyone treated him the way Bucky does - like Steve is something amazing, instead of his alter ego - and his praise kink definitely resurfaces with a vengeance once they’re back together.
Also, Steve - like Bucky feels re: Steve - is constantly surprised by the idea of that Bucky likes him best out of everyone. These boys and their insecurities, I swear.