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red-plutoo

Batfam as conversations I’ve had recently (part 12)

Damian: look they have horses

Tim(thinking of the horse lasagna incident): I wonder if they make lasagna

Damian: what

_______

medusadyke

academic dishonesty is not something you can spin as moral lol i do not want to share a career field let alone a social sphere with a bunch of chatgpt using ass bitches

medusadyke

"you're just scared your diploma is going to devalue" i'm afraid you dumb bitches are going to become my colleagues and drag social services to hell

hylianengineer

I'm afraid they'll become scientists and data that lives depend on will turn out to be wrong - and people will die.

I'm afraid they'll become engineers and sign off on bridge designs that collapse - and people will die.

I'm afraid they'll become medical professionals who don't know what they're doing - and people will die.

The assumption that academic dishonesty is okay is rooted in the idea that what you're learning to do doesn't matter.

constance-mcentee-deactivated20

"The assumption that academic dishonesty is okay is rooted in the idea that what you're learning to do doesn't matter."

chiliger

No matter how hard they try, we will always be here.

brucedefender4eva

Alfred the cat is getting visibly depressed and lethargic from being the only cat in the house. Yes, he’s got the dogs, the cow, the turkey, and all the other pets scattered across the large acres of the manor, but there’s not a cat

Bruce notices Damian getting very worried about it, and finds himself actively looking for another cat for the family

One day, Bruce finds this tiny, scrappy little sootball of a kitten. Damian is smitten and insists on paying for the vet visit out of his own pockets

The little scrappy thing is completely black from head to toe with a pink nose and bright blue eyes. Alfred the cat is immediately curious and sniffs the tiny kitten when Bruce brings him home

The little kitten becomes Alfred’s baby, also toddling and tumbling after him. Alfred the cat becomes such a good dad to him, also cuddling him and showing him the proper way to be a cat

He’s unanimously named Bruce the cat

i-like-batfam

Then a year later Bruce the cat brings home a random kitten and starts caring for them and causing trouble with them. They have to name the little guy Dick the cat.

The habit becomes less cute when Bruce has brought home his 7th stray kitten and they start to worry they'll run out of kids to name the cats after

maxpawb

It's scary to be transgender in the world right now but if you're transgender I love you and we have to stick together and keep fighting and keep living and keep loving

segamascott

innerchildabortionclinic

Tim Drake 🤝 Dick Grayson: Relating too hard to mirrorball by Taylor Swift

#tim drake #dick grayson #dc robin #batman #dc comics

weirdnotal

Headcannon: when Tim first started as Robin Batman needed a lot of help staying grounded in the moment, which usually means talking if you can't use touch, and they can't really talk abt personal stuff so Tim just started infodumping abt anything he's lately been obsessed with or just random facts over the comms and Bruce grew to love this more and more over time.

Tim (arguing to himself abt his what is favorite dinosaur over the comms): -and then there is the Gallimimus which while sounds co-

Jason: could someone PLEASE make him stop?

Comms:

Bruce: *grunts* I like it.... so the Gallimimus?

Tim: you were LISTENING?????

artstaeus3600

You know the Jason Todd came back wrong mentality that he has... That this is inspired by that.

Jason and Tim having an argument (probably about Bruce, who knows)

Jason: EVER SINCE I CAME BACK, I'VE COME BACK WRONG.

Tim: FUCK CAME BACK WRONG! WHAT MATTERS IS THAT YOU CAME BACK!

Jason: (in shock)

luminimanoise

jaytim who got together so organically they didn't even really notice

first they clash on patrol routes from time to time and get to fight in tandem, no big deal

then they start to hang out sometimes, on rooftops, in safehouses, in cafes, friends do that! it's not weird

if it's a rough night (rough day, rough week, rough month) they crash at each other's places, what can you do when adrenaline is fast dropping?

and if some of their things get mixed up, well, have you tried to grab your shit on the way out in pitch black because Tim's curtains are made out of tar apparently? he's been so tired lately, Jason doesn't have the heart to wake him up

there's a night, finally, one of many they spend together lately, where Jason crawls through the window of thei- Tim's apartment. the system lets him in with just a quick scan of his biometrics that Tim's put into it months ago.

it's so much more efficient than thumbing in the codes while your fingers are already tinged blue from the cold.

Tim's in bed already, swiping on his tablet.

once Jason's out of shower he throws himself on the bed and a moment later there are sheets over him. Tim must've lifted them up for him while Jason was in the bathroom and now covered him up with a swift flick of his wrist. he's done it before.

they've done it before so many times it's habitual and it hits Jason suddenly they've never officially talked about what they were to each other.

they go back to the same home, they sleep in the same bed, eat the same food, have a chore chart on the fridge, jesus christ. they cuddle and hold hands and now Tim bundles him tighter in the comforter, pushing hands under his hips and belly to tuck the material under Jason, make it comfier and more secure for him.

"you're freezing" he clucks over his head, like it's his job to fuss over Jason.

maybe it is.

"I love you," Jason chokes out before he thinks any better of it.

it doesn't make Tim stop like Jason assumed it would. once he's satisfied with Jason's comfort he plants the softest kiss at the side of his head and mushes their heads together like cats do.

"I know. I love you too."

papayafromtv

conversations overheard through the batkid com lines pt 20 (masterpost here)

Dick: i was- see that's the thing, i was an absolute asshole to you,

Jason: oh you were.

Tim: and that's what i don't understand! like, Wing you fucking ooze big brotherlyness.

Dick: -aw,

Jason: ew?

Tim: -the fuck did you end up like this when every story Hood tells us about your relationship before ethiopia is absolutely fucking insane.

Dick: *laughs* you know i was worse, too- because i had absolutely no place holding the amount of beef with you as i did,

Jason: the Shit You Used To Say-

Dick: *claps in delight* the shit i used to say! dude- Hood, i was fucking out of pocket,

Jason: i was twelve.

Dick: you were- *abrupt wheeze, breathy giggles* you were twelve!

Tim: he can't have been that bad, i mean it's still Wing we're talking about. he's won the Gotham vigilante awards for biggest cinnamon role five years running.

Dick: *laughing* no- to be fair, i was HORRIBLE back when Hood was a kid. the only reason i learned my lesson is because he took the phrase 'traumatise them back' as a challenge.

Jason: *wheeze* yeah, we talk- we talk a LOT about the shit you used to pull, but we don't talk enough about how much i made you regret that shit real quick,

Damian: what on earth could you have possibly done?

Dick: i remember-

Jason: *gasping wheeze*

Dick, amused: shut up! i remember i had to take him out for coffee once and as we were walking down the street there was this old fat guy who kinda stopped in front of us and Hood froze, and the guy kept going and i looked at Hood and i went-, i- *laughter* i said, 'what, was that one of the guys you used to suck off for money back on the streets?'

Tim: *gasp* NO

Jason: *wheeze* wait-

Dick: *cackle of laughter* no wait- you don't-

Jason: *high-pitched weeps*

Dick: -so Hood looks at me and just goes *abrupt serious voice* 'yeah.' *even louder wheeze*

Jason: i'm crying-

Tim: OH MY GOD??

Damian, mystified: you said that to a child?

Dick: I FUCKING- I SWEAR TO GOD HE GOES 'yeah' MY HEART DROPS,

Jason:, weakly: yeah,

Dick: I WAS LIKE 'oh my fucking god he actually was a child prosititute. the first Robin just made fun of a rape victim i have to die immediately.'

Jason: *still laughing*

Damian, confused: but Hood- i remember you telling me about the time you lived on the streets. you would have told me if you'd ever had to sell yourself.

Tim: why would he tell you?

Damian, insant: because unlike you, Red, my brothers actually like me- anyway, Hood, you weren't a prostitute.

Jason: *coughing* i know i just- i said it on instinct to freak him out. fuckin' worked, too, you should have seen the size of the ice cream he bought me as an apology.

Dick: *delirious giggling* yeah man, i- fuck, you think i'm a good brother now? that shit only developed because Hood spent his early teenage years doing the brotherhood equivalent of psychologically squirting a misbehaving puppy with a squirt-gun.

Tim: why were you- why- why were you like that?!

Jason: dude- he wen't from the circus to new-parent Batman, at what point did you think anybody taught him how to act???

Tim, holding back laughter: i- ok point.

Damian: i would have thought Alfred would do something.

Jason: last week Alfred shot a squirrel through the kitchen window.

Dick: *bursts out laughing*

Damian: HE SHOT A SQUIRREL?

Tim: *starting to laugh* aw fuck- you sent Robin after him Hood, we're all fucked,

Damian: WHY WOULD HE SHOOT A SQUIRREL?!

Dick, choking: squirrel told him he couldn't have guns in the house.

Jason: *painful wheeze*

Tim: *gasping laughter* s-squirrel told him that guns killed his parents,

Dick: *high pitched* -oh my god im in pain-

Jason: he told squirrel that a man killed his parents, not a gun, but squirrel wasn't having it.

Damian: you're all monsters.

Tim, Dick, and Jason: *start laughing again*

purrliacci

ok QUICK detour to another part of comic town, i am not nearly as versed in dc as i am in transformers (which is also not that much LOL) so keep that in mind if you proceed 🙏 gotham has such an interesting atmosphere to me that i had to get this one out of my head immediately, so much fun to write even if a bit simplistic in parts :]

read For Gotham here !

divorce-enjoyer

well have you considered that maybe the unstoppable force is in love with the immovable object

divorce-enjoyer

maybe the reason one refuses to stop and the other refuses to move is because they both long for the collision

metapianycist

it is really cool that there is now an official maori word for autism, created with input from autistic maoris, and it was specifically coined to be nonjudgmental

quote from article:

“In my experience, people with autism tend to have their own timing, spacing, pacing and life-rhythm, so I interpreted autism as ‘takiwatanga’, meaning ‘his or her own time and space’,” [Keri Opai] told government-funded Maori Television.

(source)

kipplekipple

I’m not crying, you’re crying.

labhra-setablaze

It’s also key to note that the word for disabled in te reo Maori is now whaikaha (to have strength or to be differently able), and at the same time takiwatanga and whaikaha were minted, about 200 words were added that also describe other mental health, addiction, and disability issues.

So now, about 125,000 of the roughly 561,000 Maori people in NZ will be able to effectively describe and discuss autism and so much more in their native language for the benefit of themselves and their loved ones. That is the best thing I’ve heard all day.

the-fyre-flie

Bruce Wayne has a massive bounty on his head at all times, multi millions of dollars constantly hanging above him when he goes out in public. Thus, he has his own personal guard when going to galas or charity events. Is it a conflict of interest that his personal guard is made up of his children and coworkers? Probably. Does he care? No.

Socialite 1: Is that... Nightwing? In a suit?

Socialite 2: It is! Who is that next to him? Red Robin?

Dick and Tim, with blazers and sunglasses over their normal costumes, trailing after Bruce the whole night, trying not to giggle at the absurdity of watching Bruce 'Batman' Wayne nearly spill the entire punch bowl on himself:

At first, the public is concerned that a billionaire can "buy out" vigilantes, but it doesn't take long for someone to just... ask Nightwing to guard them for a night, and he agrees, not asking for payment. This eventually becomes little kids asking for Robin to 'guard them on their way to school' and folks begging Batman to 'guard their dog for the week' (Since when did The Mission become pet sitting???) (Obviously, he agrees, tho the little yippy pomeranian gets taken to Wayne Manor for the week instead, and Ace gets a temporary new friend)

A hotline gets set up so that anyone who feels unsafe can call a number and have one of the Bat Family members walk them home. It gets used a lot by drunk college students, women, and kids who stayed up past curfew.

Scared little kid, barely able to reach the payphone, using their last quarters: Um... I n-need.. Robin.. p-please.. I'm really scared... its really d-dark... my house is far away...

Damian, who is already in the area, beelining towards where the call came from:

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