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AL btw. If you even care.

#alfred.#weird al #🌟

okay so we established that it's not bruce nor dick nor babs nor dabi. could it be jason? or perhaps miles morales? or..... (maybe I regret suggesting this) alfred? XD

No more gifs bc i am now on my laptop and answering asks on desktop is ..... it sucks lol.

Miles? He is a CHILD! a cinnamon roll. a bean.

Jason? 2 edgy 4 me. plus he’s basically dabi but just with slightly better ethics.

Alfred? Anon, you’re lucky i don’t know where you live, bc i would be throwing macaroni at your house if i did. I’M ONLY 23!!!!!

and actually dick and babs are the ones i ship myself with......just in a very weird way bc i think i am both of them. say hello to my identity crisis

#asks #Alfred.#can’t believe you would suggest that

[ @helloimjustwhelmed ]

"Oh! Dick, how lovely to see you!" Alfred hugs his grandson. Clasps his shoulder with a smile, ushering him inside. "How long will you be staying?" Hopefully, he'd stay for a while. Lord knows this family needed some stability after the past few weeks.

Jason was put into the ground in April. In October, he'd dug his way out under the autumn torrent. Now he was home, had been for a week. He was healing fast. A little too fast. Just something to be filed away. A whole accordion folder of ignored oddities following Jason Todd's resurrection.

"Uh, Master Grayson--" the formality helps. Distances him slightly from the strange news he's bearing. "Did Bruce tell you about... about our dear Jason? It's only been a week and I'm sure he hasn't stopped brooding long enough to--"

Speak of the devil. Jason peers out from behind the living room entrance. Jumps out, a living ghost running for Dick. He throws himself against his brother with a soft grunt, arms vicing around the young man's.

"Jason, be more careful of your injuries." It's a casual chiding. Comes out automatically. Spoken like things have never been wrong in the first place. The familiarity of a reckless Robin, recovering from injuries while exacerbating them. Better than the episodes of storytelling. Or, rather, trauma recalling. Alfred keeps close, watching for Dick's cue to answer questions or leave the siblings alone to catch up.

"Dick!" Jason beams up at his brother. He's a wreck, but not as much of a wreck as he could (should) be. He's in a red sweater that's bumpy with gaze and bandages, a cast on his left leg and right wrist. His left eye, cheek and neck are criss-crossed in gauze and taped. But thought it all he's smiling, exuberant. Happy to see his family, his damn near idol back to come see him.

Signing is hard with his injuries but Jason uses his good hand and adapts it, one handed signs the family will recognize.

"What took you so long? Were you in space again? You owe me so many cool stories!"

#he's B A B E Y #todd.#alfred.#child abuse cw #eye injury cw