Au Where The Justice League Somehow Meet And Interact With Robin For Years Before They Even Find Out

au where the justice league somehow meet and interact with robin for Years before they even find out about batman

Your headcanon about Bruce killing previously is parallel to one of mine where someone watches him like casually dismantle a dead body -for whatever reason- and are horrified by how casual he is about it and he’s like, the reason I don’t kill isn’t cause I can’t handle it it’s cause I’d be realllllyyy good at it

Bonus points if that horrified person is Clark, who has to watch Bruce break down a body piece by piece (for case reasons).

Clark: wait…why do you know how to do this?

Bruce, shrugging, blood streaked across his face: after a while it just becomes routine

Clark: after a WHILE?

a little comic for jasons birthday. on being robin & batman and being brave & scared

but in all seriousness, I’m chewing on the headcanon that Bruce killed a lot with Ra’s and the League of Assassins before forming his own no-killing code. and the batkids always think he’s never killed anyone and doesn’t have the stomach for it, but the opposite is true. he had the stomach for it and he was good at killing people. and if he didn’t have his code, his rules, he would simply never stop killing bad people who deserve it.

I’m imagining some sort of visit from Ra’s or Talia where they tease/allude to this right in front of the batkids and everyone just goes quiet. because Bruce? killing people? but there was always a reason he was going to be heir to Ra’s. they wouldn’t have chosen him if he didn’t have that kind of potential.

one night in Gotham, there’s some sort of disruption, strange magic, or curse. all of the Batkids go down and come back up with powers that reflect their vigilante personas in some way. Dick can fly, Jason has super strength, Tim can read minds nearby, etc. they freak out, try out the powers a little, and decide to return home early from patrol because Bruce is gonna be pissed, right? he’s going to want to figure this out and study it. Duke is laughing his ass off all the way home (he got called for backup while they were processing) and enjoying a boost to his own powers.

they get home and Bruce isn’t in the Cave. he’s not in the Manor, and Alfred doesn’t know where he went. Duke gets a hit on the distant grounds, out by the lake. It’s Bruce, but not Bruce. whatever strange kickback of magic/power that gave them their new abilities is nothing compared to this.

Gotham has possessed Bruce, in every single way possible. he’s perched on a cliff overlooking Gotham, dressed only in sweatpants, uncaring of the cold. his eyes are sunken pits into Gotham’s foundations. his teeth are the gleam of bone. he is so beautiful and so terrible, all at once.

their new abilities, these powers, are a boon. they’ll take back Gotham from the night, as he foot soldiers. but they will never have Bruce — Bruce — ever again. that is the price.

Your honor, I see no lies here.