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Sweet Seals For You, Always
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they dont get a lot of sun in gotham (and im nothing if not a people pleaser)
Jaime Reyes
Was having a great night then remembered Alfred the Cat sitting in front of Damian's grave
imagine you are a 10 year old raised to kill in a ritualistically abusive cult and then you get sent to live with your fuckass dad in new jersey usa and he says literally everything you were ever taught to believe by the authority figures in your life is not true and is in fact morally reprehensible and unacceptable and to top it off literally nobody in his family likes you even a little bit and they feel very comfortable with you knowing this. And through a series of unfortunate events you get sent BACK to the cult after getting a little blown up and your father doesn’t look for you at all. and then you have to seek him and his family out because your withered husk of a grandpa is trying to bodysnatch you and his chud son you didn’t even try THAT hard to kill attacks you and has to be dragged off by the butler. so they work with your mom to keep you from getting bodysnatched and then you decide it’s time to go live with papa and bond with him or whatever and then he bites it. so then you’re stuck with his OTHER chud son as batman but you get attached over time while you’re working together as batman and robin but THEN your dad comes back from being fake dead in the timestream and the brother you got attached to fucks back off to the most cursed city maybe in the world. then your clone kills you and you go to real biblical hell. and this is like. All in the span of a year, maybe. damian is much stronger than me i would have walled bruce into his own wine cellar cask of amontillado style and left him to die a miserable death
Hello Bruce Wayne.
In front of you is a child.
You will watch this child grow up into someone they're not.
If you step in to save them, they will hate you for it.
There is no version of this story where the child won't suffer.
No guarantee that either choice you make will end as you hoped.
Your task is to decide whether or not you care enough to try.
Begin.
duke thomas 😄
& him hanging out with the waynes :)
Honestly, fuck unnecesary DC retcons. Hal is deeply troubled and complex queer character , not a Top Gun:Maverick anologue. John is a skilled architect with strong opinions and rightful anger, not a bland military man. Guy has two PHDs and used to work as a teacher for special ed kids, he's not an ex-cop.
Most of all, Green Lanterns Corps are political mediators, rescue teams, military troops, marshals and guardians of their sectors, explorers, knights, non-proffit intergalatic support organization and occasionaly detective agency and police force, NOT just space cops.
Ives like "can" drive but he doesn't have a car and there is no universe where Tim lets him drive his so Tim has to drive Ives to Gotham U every day because the Gotham transit system is the worst you have ever seen. Tim will be sitting outside of Ives' lecture hall on his phone playing brick breaker and sometimes Ives gets caught up in long discussions with the profs or in heated arguments with his peers and Tim will just go in after everyone else has left and sit there and listen in and most everyone in Ives' year is pretty convinced Tim is Ives' boyfriend but they know literally nothing about him and also spent the first semester of first year half convinced Ives was homophobic so no one is quite sure he's gay and there is a growing theory that Tim is Ives' cool (wrong) gay roommate that has been in love with him for years and Ives is completely oblivious (correct). And eventually one of the profs suggests Ives should invite his boyfriend to one of the film department's events and Ives is like. My what? But through a miraculous miscommunication he becomes convinced he's only allowed to bring a +1 if he's dating them and he doesn't want to be the only one without a +1, especially since he isn't super close with anyone in his year so he convinces Tim to pretend to date him, but they're really bad at it which only fuels the rumours.
It's spring now which means the kids in my city have started drawing hopscotches on the sidewalk and as a rule I do every hopscotch I see because 1. Use it or lose it (ability to scotch) and 2. If a child got down on the hardscrabble streets of Boston Massachusetts to draw a scotch the least I can do is use it, but in doing the hopscotches, I've learned that about 50% of them are the typical 8-10 step scotch and the other 50% are. Somewhat avant-garde. And of course I'm not vetting the entire scotch before I start it so sometimes it's like haha 8 steps woo! Childlike whimsy! And sometimes they're 20 steps or 30 or they've got a section with three squares instead of two where you have to do a little Charleston to step on all three, or, memorably, FORTY one foot squares. A full BLOCK of jumping on one foot but I'm no quitter so once I've started Jigsaw Junior's fuckin hopscotch gauntlet I'm there til the end just a daily pot smoker in her thirties jumping kasa-obake style through an affluent suburb while some little proto-kennedy watches from his bedroom window rubbing his sadistic little third grade hands together and cackling. It's amazing. I love spring.
I know damian is overinvolved with dick’s gym job i know he’s emailing dick’s manager like hello. This is damian wayne. You are severely underpaying my older brother richard grayson. He is an Olympic level athlete teaching at your gym for (real actual numbers that hes researched) less than he could be making at a gym more suited to his skill level. Rectify this immediately.
What damian wants is for dick to have a nicer apartment and a new car mostly a new car. However dick likes his shitty apartment and the honda is 100% paid off and he Loves that thing he’ll be buried with it. Dick is picking damian up from his high school graduation in that thing. It’s already a decade old. He spray painted it blue when he got it (it was kind of a taupe color) and he’s not willing to physically or emotionally or monetarily go through the process of purchasing a car and then spray paint again. Damian Hates it he prays for the downfall of the honda he’s tried to figure out if he has matilda mind powers in that thing trying to total it with his mind. Dick keeps putting bumper stickers on it that say like MY CHILD IS A GOTHAM ELEMENTARY SCHOOL GRADUATE! Damian tries to like convince him to remove them and starts sharing factoids about why you shouldnt personalize childrens items or have bumper stickers stating facts about your kids because predators can read it and use the knowledge to convince kids to get in a car with them and dick says “if you get into a car with a stranger both you and the stranger deserve whatever you do to each other” c tier parenting moment. He wakes up in the middle of the night later in a cold sweat and barges into Damian’s room and is like NO MATTER WHAT HAPPENS IF A STRANGER HURTS YOU IN ANY WAY I WILL NOT BLAME YOU OKAY. YOU WONT DESERVE IT. NOBODY DESERVES TO BE HURT. and damian (woke up from a dead sleep) is like get out of my room before i KILL YOU. C tier day all around.
More ConTimCon!! 🙂↕️🙂↕️🙂↕️
Butch birdflash? (Asking for a friend)
i snuck roy in as well heheh
started as kiss anatomy practice, felt obligated to draw bart kiss everyone for new years hehe
my tragic bbygirl
more muscle studies :3
Bernard gets a PT job as a nude figure model for art classes at the local college, and Tim is super, super normal about it. He proceeds to spend unhinged and insane completely reasonable amounts of time and money finding and purchasing the work of every student he sits for, and hangs them all in his closet as a normal and not all all creepy or obsessive shrine to his own long-term boyfriend's beauty.
mm. yes.
(ref under the cut!)
The first time Bernard mentioned it, Tim’s reaction was a masterpiece of studied nonchalance. “Oh, cool,” he’d said, nodding slowly as he stirred his pasta. “That’s… artistic. Very cool. But like, I’m rich. What do you need the extra money for?”
"I do it for the plot, bro." Bernard, who had braced for teasing or concern, just blinked. “You don’t think it’s weird?”
“Don’t call me bro, I just had your tongue down my throat. And it’s not weird. The human form is a classical subject. It’s respectable.” Tim took a bite, chewing with a thoughtful expression. “Which building is the class in? The Fine Arts Center? Room 214B, the one with the north-facing windows?”
Bernard should have recognized the glint in Tim’s eye for what it was: not acceptance, but the spark of a singular, all-consuming mission.
More fem!jason 😍🙏