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[its-mayo0]

[iaminsideyourwalls]

local cat kills wildlife

[mallorybraz218456]

Bruce Wayne creeps the fuck out of Clark.

He’s been watching the man pretend to be drunk for about half an hour now, making a fool of himself for all the Elite to see. He had two beautiful models on each arm hanging off of him to serve as eye candy—or, as he tried to make it seem, being used to support his unsteady weight.

So far, in the night, Wayne had ingested a couple shrimps, water, five glasses of different juices and not a single drop of alcohol. When the man started to act out, speak sluggishly and lose balance, Clark had become slightly worried that someone had spiked his drink, but there was not a single chemical tang in any of the drinks—alcohol, sedatives, poison or otherwise—that Clark’s nose picked up on.

It was a bit disconcerting, to say the least, to know that the man that just ten minutes ago walked face-first into a (very big and very visible) marble pillar was stone-cold sober.

That alone meant Clark didn’t have such a high opinion of Wayne; this whole charade of his of playing dumb could just be a desperate cry for attention, or a business move to be underestimated by opponents. Whatever. It wasn’t any of Clark’s business what a billionaire playboy with no serious scandals did to have fun.

What really caught his attention, on the other hand, was how calm and controlled the man was even while lying through his teeth. There was no acceleration in heartbeat, no hitch in breath, no spike in cortisol or adrenaline scent, not even the minute fluctuations in temperature humans usually experienced when embarrassed, excited, angry, or put on the spot.

Clark refuses to use his X-ray vision to check if the man’s blood really was flowing to his downtown are as he led the women around him to believe he was as excited as he said.

A woman—not either of the models he was with—touched his chest flirtatiously and Wayne gave her a lazy smile that probably looked devastatingly charming to anyone without microscopic vision. No reaction. One of the few males surrounding Wayne insulted him jokingly to his face. No reaction. Bruce’s son (Clark had no idea which one, and it felt wrong to take on Lois’ advice on referring to Wayne’s many children as numbers) immediately jabbed a finger in the man’s chest to (very aggressively) defend his father’s honor, positively assassinating the good mood in a ten meter ratio as Wayne had to talk his ward into not escalating the situation even more. No. Reaction.

Clark frowned faintly into his champagne flute. It was kind of very creepy how even his heart was steady, Clark had honestly never seen such an unwavering blood flow in a human, not even Lex Luthor could pull off such bullshit without even the slightest change in his body as a giveaway.

Clark looked away after a while, suddenly uncomfortable with how long he’d been observing the man. He could almost hear Batman’s voice in the back of his mind telling him to stop sticking his nose in Gotham’s business. And he would comply to his friend’s wishes.

Bruce Wayne was still creepy as fuck, though.

[mallorybraz218456]

Bruce Wayne creeps the fuck out of Clark.

He’s been watching the man pretend to be drunk for about half an hour now, making a fool of himself for all the Elite to see. He had two beautiful models on each arm hanging off of him to serve as eye candy—or, as he tried to make it seem, being used to support his unsteady weight.

So far, in the night, Wayne had ingested a couple shrimps, water, five glasses of different juices and not a single drop of alcohol. When the man started to act out, speak sluggishly and lose balance, Clark had become slightly worried that someone had spiked his drink, but there was not a single chemical tang in any of the drinks—alcohol, sedatives, poison or otherwise—that Clark’s nose picked up on.

It was a bit disconcerting, to say the least, to know that the man that just ten minutes ago walked face-first into a (very big and very visible) marble pillar was stone-cold sober.

That alone meant Clark didn’t have such a high opinion of Wayne; this whole charade of his of playing dumb could just be a desperate cry for attention, or a business move to be underestimated by opponents. Whatever. It wasn’t any of Clark’s business what a billionaire playboy with no serious scandals did to have fun.

What really caught his attention, on the other hand, was how calm and controlled the man was even while lying through his teeth. There was no acceleration in heartbeat, no hitch in breath, no spike in cortisol or adrenaline scent, not even the minute fluctuations in temperature humans usually experienced when embarrassed, excited, angry, or put on the spot.

Clark refuses to use his X-ray vision to check if the man’s blood really was flowing to his downtown are as he led the women around him to believe he was as excited as he said.

A woman—not either of the models he was with—touched his chest flirtatiously and Wayne gave her a lazy smile that probably looked devastatingly charming to anyone without microscopic vision. No reaction. One of the few males surrounding Wayne insulted him jokingly to his face. No reaction. Bruce’s son (Clark had no idea which one, and it felt wrong to take on Lois’ advice on referring to Wayne’s many children as numbers) immediately jabbed a finger in the man’s chest to (very aggressively) defend his father’s honor, positively assassinating the good mood in a ten meter ratio as Wayne had to talk his ward into not escalating the situation even more. No. Reaction.

Clark frowned faintly into his champagne flute. It was kind of very creepy how even his heart was steady, Clark had honestly never seen such an unwavering blood flow in a human, not even Lex Luthor could pull off such bullshit without even the slightest change in his body as a giveaway.

Clark looked away after a while, suddenly uncomfortable with how long he’d been observing the man. He could almost hear Batman’s voice in the back of his mind telling him to stop sticking his nose in Gotham’s business. And he would comply to his friend’s wishes.

Bruce Wayne was still creepy as fuck, though.

[wingingitatp]

How i picture the big city mc's

[forgottennote]

waiting for mc on their first valentines day

[maisani]

Well

[zntauri]

something silly

fun fact: i was super underleveled for this boss fight, i could not keep kel alive lmao

reference ⬇️

[kittykatkity]

bttf art. Here. Take. It. Now. daddy’s order

[mr-badjokes]

A Death in the Family commentary by yours truly

Jim Starlin your burning hatred for Jason makes his characterization so interesting istg

Bruce was 100% right in removing Jason from the field, while was wrong in putting him there in the first place, he realized his mistake and corrected it.

More on his reasoning for putting Jason on the field (making him robin) can be seen in detective comics #574

The Titans were alerted Joker scaped?! Can't imagine how guilty Dick felt when he came back to earth and saw the notice.

“Why didn’t Batman call backup? The situation was pretty manageable per superhero standards until it went to shit in a matter of minutes.

The decision to chase the madman with the nuke instead of going after Jason (when he ran away and was suspected to be in gotham) was correct imo. Not only is Jason a trained vigilante that can also easily access to Bruce's money, Alfred is looking for him in the meantime, he didn't forget about him.

And they find him! And Bruce immediately gets involved in the search for his mom! He completely understands why he wants to meet her and is very supportive!

Bruce is NOT at fault for Jason's death, neither is Jason, if anything, it's on Sheila and The Joker full stop.

Jason was a teenager going through a very distressing time, violent and almost suicidal in Bruce’s eyes, if Bruce tried to bench him again or drag him to the laughing gas truck chase, he would have run away like he already did, because he's dead set in finding his mom and he will remain by her side by all means.

I found the theme about Bruce having to weight The Mission against Jason very interesting. His son or the greater good? What matters most to him? And when he does put Jason first, it’s too late.

I think his death was unavoidable in the sense that with or without Bruce's help his mind was going to find his bio mom.

The only way Bruce could have prevented it was by addressing Jason's violent spiral in a way that would have actually connected with him.

Because Bruce knows there's something wrong with Jason, and he tries to help! But it's not the right way for Jason! And so, it doesn’t work! And the love was there! And the intention was there! But it wasn't enough!

"But Bruce didn't avenge him!"

Bruce (in shock and probably actively dissociating because I don’t think he could have given his statement to the police while in Brucie mode otherwise): Get your ass ready joker because I’m going to fucking GET YOU

I think we shouldn’t take Bruce 180° in personality as his true unfiltered opinion, his violence and isolation are clearly motivated by grief.

Did Jason's death kill the parental and loving Bruce that we knew in pre and post crisis too? I think I need to read more comics to find out.

Also! The amount of times Bruce has tried to kill the joker and has been stopped/discouraged by others, talk about plot armor!

He also tries to avenge Jason in Batman: Hush but is stopped by Catwoman and Jim Gordon (ignore Loeb saying Jason wasn’t skilled enough he’s just talking shit)

Bruce telling Alfred not to contact Dick was about emotional support, they knew dick knew, Bruce probably got an alert that Dick accessed the batcomputer file.

Yes, Dick knew Jason was dead weeks after the fact (Bruce did indeed not tell him, someone else did), BUT he was also invited to the funeral and didn't show up.

Dick doesn’t get mad about it because he understands Bruce is grieving and forgetting to tell him wasn’t something made out of malice (See new Titans vol. 1 #55) Their conversation is so interesting too!!! (Ignore the punch)

In general, I want to study Dick’s reactions to Jason’s death under a microscope because there’s so much to say about this exchange. Jason is not a martyr who died for a greater cause nor was he aware of what he was getting into! He’s a person! A child that didn’t deserve any of the shit he went through!

In conclusion, I highly recommend this comic + NTT #55, they are very good and clear a lot of fandom misconceptions about Jason's death and people's opinion surrounding it.

[disaster-magician]

Imagine this takes place at the end of step 2 so they're close enough to joke around with each other lol

(Fake screenshots! These are fan made based on incorrect quotes and not in the game)

[rivvyribbons]

what caused qiu and tamaracks bond to break in step 2? (qiu's side of the story)

one thing about qiu is that they don't have an identity. sure, you can say that "the popular kid", "the nice kid", "the helpful kid" is their identity, but those are labels centered around being a convenience for other people, which i would argue is not an identity.

step 2 is the time where qiu realizes that they don't know who they are and they don't know what to do about it.

so, they cope with it by being difficult. they don't pick up papers, they don't respond to messages, they don't go to school.

but one thing about tamarack is that from a young age, she's been taught to not care about the people who don't care about her.

and while she does try to befriend them, like inviting them to walk to school again, she wouldn't push if they're still being difficult. with the way her parents treated her, she learned that no amount of pushing or hoping will make people care about you more.

but that's the thing with qiu -- they need that push, even if all their actions seem to suggest otherwise. they are at a point of their lives where they feel incredibly unlovable. and what they need right now is someone who'll be patient while they're being difficult and look at them and say that i still love you and i still care about you.

[rainyculdesac]

lowkey this is how i feel sometimes about tam and qiu

people criticizing tamarack for ignoring social cues and generally being put off by her behavior, not realizing that they are interacting with a heavily neglected child who was thrown in an environment that she never had a chance to properly learn! you think she would want to stay in the town where every interaction just seems to remind her how out of place she is? she tries to play it off and be as independent as she can - but when that knowledge finally catches up to her, of course she would be reduced to her 14 year old meek self. in the same way, people praising qiu for being such a good kid and ultimately just adding to the pile of expectations thrust upon him. because 10 year olds are usually not that perceptive and accommodating and don't take the effort to spell out their name to everyone they encounter. their burned out 14 year old self is a natural result of everything they are in step 1. if a tree falls in a forest and no one is around to hear it, does it make a sound? it's easier to be in the town where there are kids to play with and problems to be solved.

[rivvyribbons]

what caused qiu and tamaracks bond to break in step 2? (tamaracks side of the story) one thing you'd notice about tamarack is that if you're close with her, the things that are important to you will be important to her.

your favourite color is cranberry? then its a REAL color and its her favourite too!

you don't like the new kids who are getting closer? then she's now a solid wall of fluff to protect you from the kids you don't like.

tamarack doesn't do this because she's a pushover, but because she wants to show you that she loves and cares about you. and this means that, in order to show her that you love her, you have to treat the things that are important to her with care and respect.

but, in step 2, qiu is a character who remains very reserved in showing what they care about and what they don't care about. this is because as a child, they've been treated more as a commodity than a person. they were always the kid who put everyones interest over their own.

this, unsurprisingly, caused burnout as the years went on. because their feelings were never really prioritized, they learned that they should just stop caring.

this leads to friction between qiu and tamarack, because while qiu is being dismissive and distant as a way of coping, it comes off as uncaring and a lack of love from tamaracks side.

an obvious example is tamaracks love for the forest. instead of picking up their own fallen

papers, qiu instead makes a dry note and just lets their notes be litter.

anyways those are my thoughts and i could be wrong :p

[monicaeidolith]

*inhales*

something about Tamarack having to help her grandparents because they are too old to take care of everything

something about Tamarack being fully equiped and knowing how to treat wounds at the tender age of 10 years old (the game itself even comments that not even grown ups are as prepared as her)

something about Tamarack being so ready with everything she even has lots of food in her bag most likely every time (once again something actually commented on in-game)

[actuallymartymcfly]

so now that i've read back to the future draft 1 (the earliest available draft) and found that marty to be very distinctly different, the next available script to peruse is a version of draft 3, dated july 11th, 1984.

big jump ahead from draft 1, dated february 24th, 1981.

just looking at the timeline of drafts i can already see that draft 3 marty is prone to stage fright. interesting!

[sokadrawws]

well um happy birthday to me? ig. whatever