It kills me that Tom King thinks this is a love story and not a story about the world’s most selfish man.
“My world would be dust without you”
What. The. Fuck.
The man who lovingly raised and supported you was just murdered. Your son is being held hostage by the man who killed him. Do you even know what your other kids are up to? Tim is trapped universe hopping, Dick is still Ric (and I’m so angry that Alfred dies while Dick is still being forced into this funky early midlife crisis thing), and Jason is trying to protect a bunch a kids from Lex Luthor.
Honestly. It’d be funny if it wasn’t frustrating.

















