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Can you please reblog if your blog is a safe place for lesbian, gay, bisexual, transgender, asexual, aromantic, pansexual, non binary, demisexual or any other kind of queer or questioning people? Because mine is.
happy Thursday the 20th
I’d have to wait months or even years for another chance to reblog this, so why the fuck not?
next days you can reblog this on a Thursday the 20th
August 2015
October 2016
April 2017
July 2017
September 2018
December 2018
June 2019
February 2020
August 2020
You know, just in case you wanted to set your queue for the next 6 years
We’re almost at the end of the list. I’m getting old…
Best Doctors worst treatment club…
(Pictured with their TARDISs because they OWNED that role and that box…) They ARE the Doctor. Full stop.
12 year old Jason: I have to figure out a joke to tell in class tomorrow at school
Jason: [turns to Bruce] I guess I could just bring you, B
Bruce: ...
17 year old Dick: HA! RESPECT!
[Dick and Jason high-five]
How The Bat met Jason: Part 1
Act 1: Part 1, Part 2
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Being carried swiftly by mama
Being carried swiftly by mama
this is alfred's boy love language. "have you eaten yet? are you hungry? i want you to eat well"
bold of nolan to be calling debbie a pet when he was 100% posing as debbie's dumb little trophy husband writing his dumb little travel books and drinking wine and being pathetic
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BATBROS PHOTOCARDS 🦇
Here’s the designs for the photocards that are gonna be in my shop!
I decided to give them an idol vibe, since- yk they’re actual celebrities even in their civilian identities (jason not exactly but that’s irrelevant)
Anyways preorders opening soon!
happy Thursday the 20th
I’d have to wait months or even years for another chance to reblog this, so why the fuck not?
next days you can reblog this on a Thursday the 20th
August 2015
October 2016
April 2017
July 2017
September 2018
December 2018
June 2019
February 2020
August 2020
You know, just in case you wanted to set your queue for the next 6 years
We’re almost at the end of the list. I’m getting old…
You know that thing bikers do when they see a police car? The tap on their helmets? Yeah so Arsenal, Red Hood, Red Robin and Spoiler (who I think are the only ones who ride motorbikes outside of their vigilante personalities) do it whenever they see Nightwing. And you better believe it makes others so fucking confused.
Nightwing: *Drops down into the fight.*
Red Hood: *Stops everything he's doing to tap the top of his helmet.*
Spoiler: *Sees it and then stops to do it too.*
Red Robin: *Gets a giddy little grin and starts tapping the top of his head.*
Thugs: *All collectively very confused.*
Thug #1: Wha... What're they doin'?
Thug #2: Uhh I dunno.
Thug #3: Hey, isn't that what bikers do when they see a cop?
Thug #2: Nah. Nightwing's not a cop, dumbass.
Thug #1: Yeah, he's a vigilante. Wha's he need with bein' a cop?
Thug #3: But he's the type to snitch tho.
Thug #1: Well... I guess. Maybe that's why they do it, cuz he's such a snitch.
Thug #2: *shrugs* Maybe.
Thugs #3: Uh, guys...
Thug #2: What?
Thug #3: Ya 'ere that?
Thug #1: *Pauses but doesn't hear anything.* Uh nah.
Thug #3: Exactly. Where'd the fightin' sounds go?
Thug #2: Shit.
The fighting had stopped because everyone else had been taken care of. The batfam had just been waiting for them to finish their conversation like Alfred taught them to. He would be proud. Probably of the broken and fractured bones that followed. Well, he'd be proud of their technique, they reckoned. (To be honest, Alfred would be proud no matter what.)
Arsenal: So he just... told you all to stop?
Red Hood: *Shrugs.* Pretty much.
Red Robin: I don't get why B wants us to stop using 'dick' as a term of endeerment. It's a compliment! Being like Dick is the highest honour.
Red Hood: And that has nothing to do with the fact the Baby Wonder finds it infuriating?
Red Robin, grinning: Cassie hating it is an upside, I won't lie.
Nightwing: *Drops down next to where they're all gathered on a roof.* Hey guys, sorry I'm late, I-
Red Hood:
Arsenal:
Spoiler:
Red Robin:
Robin:
Orphan:
Nightwing: Uh guys? *Starts sweating because there's something wrong with the way they're all blankly staring at him.* How- how's everyone?
Red Hood: *Starts tapping helmet.*
Nightwing: *So concerned that something's wrong he doesn't clock it right away so he just stares, a crease forming between his eyebrows.*
Red Robin: *Taps against his hair.*
Nightwing: Wait a sceond-
Arsenal, Spoiler: *Taps their heads.*
Robin and Orphan: *Looks at each other. Holds eye contact and then starts tapping their heads to fuck with Nightwing.*
The next day a photo of Nightwing standing with his head bowed in defeat whilst being surrounded by Red Hood, Arsenal, Red Robin, Robin, Spoiler and Orphan who are all patting their heads is trending. People think they're in some kind of cult and that they were either sacraficing Nightwing or they were summoning something. The fact that Nightwing isn't spotted for the next week makes everyone lean towards the sacraficing.
(Jason made him promise he would play into the bit by not going out and letting his friends and/or his siblings patrol his city. Dick has never been good at saying no to his little brother. And, come on, Dick fucking loved the idea of people thinking he was being sacraficed. Also, he doesn't mind the head patting. Batman was the only one who thought it might reveal his identity. Dick was with Stephanie on it all, really. There was no way people would connect him to Nightwing and if they did, it's not like anyone else would believe them.)
It gets to the point that it's not even to fuck with Batman anymore. It becomes a normal greeting, something that bleeds into their civillian lives. People understand it more when it's directed at Dick Grayson but it's very endeering to see it. It all fuels all the Bruceman shippers when Tim Drake-Wayne is caught doing it to Nightwing.
Battinson now being my fav live action Bruce ever is so funny bc like his personality irl is also way too perfect. Shows up in pictures and famous ppl events like a fucking cryptid. Falls asleep at award shows. Took his stalker on a date and complained about his life so hard she now hates him. All stuff Bruce would do in very specific brucie ways I need to see ten more movies of battinson adopting his kids and growing as a person forever
do you guys think that the batkids ever try and sneak weed into the mansion and Ace the Bat-Hound alerts that he can smell drugs and Bruce is just:
Bruce: I’m not mad. I just want to know what it is and who has it.
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Bruce: And also where you got it.
Tim: *looking at Steph*
Steph: *staring at Tim*
Dick: I for one am just distraught that my baby siblings are doing drugs.
Duke: *glaring accusingly at Dick* Dick offered me weed gummies my first night at the mansion.
Dick: *offended noises of denial*
Steph: *nodding* He always offers me weed when I visit him in Bludhaven too.
Tim: *owner of the weed that Ace is alerting at* Yeah, he’s real into drugs and stuff. Kept offering me gummies during family movie nights
Dick: Okay in my defence-
Bruce: *head in hands* What did I do to deserve this?
Alfred: *vividly remembers Bruce’s party drug phase of grief* What didn’t you do is the real question, Master Bruce.