#WE ARE BREAKING THE MEMORIAL CASE AS AN ACT OF LOVE AND IMPORTANT TIPSY VANDALISM

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Tagged by the lovely @missanniewhimsy for last lines of a WIP, but this whole conversation only makes sense together. Thank you babe :)

It wasn’t the Brucie Wayne voice- the Bat voice- no, just that soft spoken secret between Jasons innumerable siblings, and apparently, this one woman.   “Eleanor,” Bruce said, gloom abated only by the smallest uptick of a smile at the baseball bat in her hand, corona of broken glass gleaming crunched beneath her steel-toed boots, “Should I open the garage?”   She had to tilt back her head to look at him, and the action made Bruce slump, shoulders low.   Muffled by Dick’s sweater, Tim wrestled free enough to to ask, because he was a little fucking shit, “Did B adopt your soulmate?”   The bat disappeared. Elle crossed her arms and glared up, backburn sear of anger reaching Jason, even here and now, fucking soul mark empathy filling him with something so much warmer than all the whiskey in the world.   “What the fuck were you thinking? Sending Dick to my house. You know- you knew what he’d”-  Terrible, Bruce gently interrupted. “You stopped coming home.”

#Migration Patterns of Turdidae #DRUNK BAT BOY BONDING #the one with magic! #and soulmarks! #and the pure devastation of Jasons's mark being a ROBIN #Battison Bruce doing B- parenting in every direction #meeting a teenage girl in an alley who hits him over the head with a bottle of vodka and then yells at him about his failures #hi would you like a college fund? a donut? 35 million dollars? #Ten years later when that girl is a) a grown woman and b) a scary scary witch #Want to take a magical unbreakable baseball bat to a maserati? #feat. the fact that every future and present robin sees Elle's mark and has to for at least a second WONDER #(Dick does this most dramatically. it's Dick) #WE ARE BREAKING THE MEMORIAL CASE AS AN ACT OF LOVE AND IMPORTANT TIPSY VANDALISM #thank you for the tag!!