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i know Damian grew up in a fucked up environment n' shit but i still cannot deal with how his personality is used in fanfiction, like he's so Dwight Schrute coded and it's so fucking funny. i have to imagine that he knew full well how odd he seems to the average person and puts it on in exaggerated ways specifically because he knows it makes Jason laugh and he's trying to make him break character while they're training/working for the league. like. have you ever watched the Jim and Dwight bloopers from the office us? that's Jason and Damian trying to focus on a serious loa job but they can't even make it five minutes without Damian fully fucking up Jason's concentration on purpose.

*at the training grounds*

Jason, sparring with Damian when they see a fellow assassin walking througu the courtyard: hey, where are you off to?

Assassin: overnight job to take out a local politician in Zimbabwe.

Damian, fully sombre: may you fight with the strength of ten full grown men.

Assassin: ...?

Jason, biting his lip to desperately stop himself from laughing at the exchange: o-ok-... uhm-

Damian, not blinking: should you succeed, you shall earn honor and women from your homelands.

Assassin: why are you always like this.

Jason: *bursts into uncontrollable giggles, covering his face with his hands*

Damian: *uses the advantage to pin Jason to the floor and win the spar*

*Jason and Damian meeting a new tutor for the first time*

Tutor: before we begin, i would like a comprehensive of all combat abilities you possess so i am aware of what needs to be worked on in order to bring you both up to Al Ghul standards.

Damian, face fully straight, without hesitation: i am capable of any type of combat you may require, as well as 12 different types you won't require.

Jason, for the sake of enabling: and what are those 12?

Damian, emphasising dramatically: shooting darts through BAMBOO sticks, DANCE fighting, i am also very good at slapping people with FISH-,

Jason, already ducking away to wheeze into his hands:

Tutor, mystified: when would you need to slap somebody with a fish?

Damian, innocently: when they dishonour me on a fishing trip, or force my hand at a fish market. *turns to Jason* it happens more often than you'd expect.

Jason, weeping: stop, please...

Ra's: i don't understand how it can take you both over three hours to carry out a simple interrogation!

Jason, pointing at Damian: HE KEPT MAKING THAT FACE I LIKE.

Ra's: .what

Damian: the face i use when i have to introduce myself as the Demon's heir. he thinks its funny.

Jason: WELL IN MY DEFENCE SO DID THE GUY WE WERE INTERROGATING-!

Ra's:

Ra's: ok you two are banned from working together.

by the time Damian's in Gotham he's gotten the royal Al Ghul persona down to a T, and the only reason he uses it around the Waynes is because the only thing funnier than distracting Jason with it is the fact that these people think that's his actual personality. Jason shows up and starts laughing at everything Damian does and they have no fucking idea why. to them that's just who Damian is point blank, and Jason knowing that makes it seem SO much funnier to him.

angelbelles

whole time playing batman: arkham knight:

HE GON GET MEEHHEEEEAHHHH

robs-your-robins

The Riddler probably has such an up and down relationship with the Robins because they all tend to tackle things differently and he’s always so thrown by how they handle his riddles.

The Riddler: To free Batman from my trap, you must answer this riddle, little bird. I speak without a mouth and hear without ears. I have no body, but I come alive with wind. What am I?

Dick, eight years old and freshly Robin: *thinking really hard*

The Riddler looking at Batman dangling upside down: ?

Batman: He just needs an extra minute.

The Riddler:

Batman: English isn’t his first langauge.

The Riddler, feeling a little bad: oh, that’s… take your time, buddy.

Jason, twelve years old: *lifting a hand*

The Riddler: -uh, yes?

Jason: Can you repeat that? The riddle?

The Riddler: um, yeah, sure. I have cities, but no houses. I have mountains, but no trees. I have water, but no fish. What am I?

Jason: Yeah, you’re a map but when you’re talking about multiple species of fish, which you probably are, you can say fishes. If you’re using fish, you’re only talking about one species.

The Riddler:

Jason: I just think you should know that. You know as a “genius”

The Riddler: The more you take, the more you -

Tim: Footsteps, where’s Batman?

The Riddler: No, you have to let me-

Tim: Nuh-uh

The Riddler: The fuck do you mean “nuh-uh”? Who raised you?

Tim, on two hours sleep, with two essays due on this fine Thursday night: *fucking launches himself at The Riddler*

The Riddler: I wear a mask but not to hide,

Steph: It's you. You're the answer.

The Riddler: You have to let me finish.

Steph, mimicking him: YOu HaVE tO LEt mE FIniSH

The Riddler: I have-

Damian: *launches himself at the Riddler*

The Riddler: Batman, fuck, FUCK, he’s fucking biting me-

bea-yotch

WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE? MORE LIKE WILLIAM SHAKESHISASS

-me watching something rotten

the-mighty-crabjoys

“why doesnt two-face get plastic surgery” THATS NOT THE POIIINNNTTTT TTHE ACID BURNS WERENT WHAT MADE HIM TURN TO CRIME THAT WAS JUST THE FINAL STRAW THE REAL REASON WAS A LIFETIME OF ABUSE AND INJUSTICE AND FUTILITY AND THE VERY REAL REALIZATION THAT A 50/50 SHOT IS FAIRER THAN WHAT GOTHAM’S COURTS WILL GIVE YOU!!!!!!! THE ACID BURNS ARE JUST A SMALL PART OF THAATTTTT!!!!!!!!!!!!! HE GETS PLASTIC SURGERY SEVERAL TIMES IN CANON AND IT DOESNT CHANGE ANYTHING BECAUSE THE ACID BURNS ARE A MERE PHYSICAL REPRESENTATION OF HIS STRIFE AND THE CORRUPTION OF GOTHAMMM PLEAASSE CAN ANYONE HEAR ME

mevil

being black in any art community is such a strange feeling cause you’ll see just blatant racism being expressed in others art and you have to just casually ignore it, for your sake if anything, colorism being something that’s just fundamentally there in every artist and you deal with it cause it’s not worth it in the end to even think of it too hard let alone even mentioning it, it’s definitely something

creatingblackcharacters

Hello nonblack reader of this post, I think you ought to share this one so that you and your peers can actively remind yourselves 1) of how your Black peers feel when you tolerate antiblack racism in your art spaces for entertainment and 2) that we notice it, but don't believe it is secure around enough of you to bring it up 🙏🏾

noodles-07

"it's all in your head" correct! unfortunately I am also in there

women <3

that is all

OK but like what if....

2-D seeing Ace; this guy that Murdoc himself approved for the band to be the bassist in his absence and being more than distrusting of him.

2-D wanting nothing more than Murdoc to get out because yes; things with him aren't great. yes; he'll never be able to sleep at night again without remembering Plastic Beach. yes; Murdoc fucking terrifies him but at least he knows somewhere deep down in that blackened, bargained-away soul of Murdoc's 2-D is sure that there's just a little love and affection in there. that Murdoc's whole outburst and dumping him a month or so before his arrest was just another off phase to their on-off dynamic.

2-D doesn't know if the same can apply to Ace. Even after he wakes up one night with no recollection of how he got there other than a foggy memory of doing way too many lines and downing way too many shots at a party they'd all gone to; knowing nothing other than the fact that he is barely considered clothed, and in Ace's bed.

2-D realizing that even though Ace has a temper like Murdoc; even though this new bassist mirrors Murdoc in many ways; he's not the violent type that Murdoc is. at least not anymore.

2-D writing Humility about that unsettling newness in his mind; writing Tranz about the fragile sense of identity he's building without Murdoc being tied to it just to try and figure out how far he can press his implications before someone calls him out on it. letting something in the back of his mind bloom waiting for him to realize that now; without Murdoc in the way; he's allowed to want for himself. he's allowed to let his eyes linger on Ace for just a few moments too long; write that heavy bassline just to let Ace have some fun with it; pull out his guitar for that jam session that's just him and Ace so he can see the way Ace vibes along with the music and sync along with his presence and pretend just for a second that they're something more.

2-D falling into bed again with Ace one night; fully sober; just testing his limits. seeing if he crosses that line, will he get hit with drawback?

2-D waking up the next morning and writing Souk Eye about Murdoc.

2-D getting shitfaced and sobbing on Ace, letting everything pour out; and regretting his choice the second he sees Ace walk away and pull into himself; so worried he's cut off any chance at this something new between them.

2-D writing Fire Flies about it. Breaking down into into tears and running out of the recording booth in the middle of their first take because he met Ace's eyes for just a second too long and suddenly everything was too much.

2-D getting found by Ace half an hour later; flinching as he expects Ace to start smashing his zombie movies in outrage; pleasantly surprised as all Ace does is put one into the player and sit down next to 2-D on a beanbag to watch. not pressing, because he realizes 2-D needs the space to process his thoughts and calm down.

2-D kissing Ace and pleading with him not to disregard the start to something they'd had before; the only response he gets being a kiss to the inside of his wrist and a 'not until we've given it a proper go, Dee'.

2-D realizing just how much he needed to be without Murdoc to begin to heal.

#2doc #2dace #gorillaz headcanons #idk i just came up with this #souk eye #humility #tranz #fire flies #the now now

shymagnolia

so I got into grad school today with my shitty 2.8 gpa and the moral of the story is reblog those good luck posts for the love of god

shymagnolia

okay so i just got my dream job??? a week after applying to it?? and now i’m thinking….maybe this is the good luck post

flagellant

…..not even six hours later i got an offer of a well paying full time long-term job with free room and board in queens in nyc, allowing me independence and a way to escape an abusive situation and an unhealthy environment

likes charge reblogs cast, folks, this is the good luck post

coffee-or-hot-cocoa

i need all the help i can get for finals

finnglas

Hey so

the last time I reblogged this post right before I got a great job, in a permanent work-from-home position, with benefits, retirement, and a salary literally 3x what I was making before, doing something I really like.

So you know.

This might be the real one, y’all.