#detective comics

[mantisdepot]

Forever and ever

[oifaaa]

I only just realised I didnt post this

[itriedimhighandstillreadytodie]

[qifreythebitch]

for some reason middle aged comic fans coming on the internet to defend their decision as to why they thought a twelve year old should have died or lived is so funny 😭😭😭

[classygumi]

jason todd never sits correctly the first time.

no matter where it is—restaurants, manor, home, benches—he cannot get it right the first time. his back, slightly hunched from months of being chained to that forsaken wheelchair, made him stiff and uncomfortable often times.

and he knows what it does to you.

the subtle lift of his hips, the way his thighs flex as he shifts around to get comfortable. he sees the way you try not to stare, the flush in your skin and the way your pupils dilate almost instantly.

especially in his suit.

the cargo pants that hugged him in all the right places, the stretch of the fabric over this lap and his thighs that spread immediately. he’d hang his arms over his legs, hips shifting downward. he’d press his back flush against the back of whatever he was sitting on, enticing eyes just swirling with amusement as the less-than-discreet glances you were giving him.

jason, at some point, had began to weaponize it in his favor.

if you were upset with him, he’d sit across from you. you’d cross your arms and watch him lift his hips, back sliding against the cushion as his legs spread wide. he’d tilt his head, a quiet invitation—a choice, not a demand.

he’d grin so arrogantly when you’d cave, climbing onto his lap and kissing that stupid smirk off his face. his hands would find your hips, adjusting you to sit directly on him.

“i hate you,” you’d mutter, feeling the way his hips shifted and his thighs flexed beneath you.

“yeah, sweetheart? tell me how much.”

[tealovingdreamer]

caught cheating

“So... apparently I am cheating on you.”

You’ve spent the entire afternoon holed up in Tim’s bedroom, tossing and turning on his bed whilst mindlessly scrolling on your phone as he got some work done, occasionally exchanging some words.

Time’s passed uneventfully. The comfortable kind that’s only silently felt by being in each other’s presence. It was uneventful until Stephanie sent you the article that almost made you holler.

The incessant—you say incessant, though it’s really quite satisfying—clickling of the keyboard stilled at your words, then came the sound of the rolling of the chair against the floorboards. “What?” He faced you then. “With who?”

“Red Robin.”

He let out a snicker, shoulders bobbing with quiet laughter. “Oh,”

You simply held out your phone, which he took. And you saw the moment he read the title of the said article.

TIM DRAKE’S PARTNER SPOTTED KISSING WITH ONE OF GOTHAM’S MOST MYSTERIOUS VIGILANTE, RED ROBIN.

A pair of blurry, yet unmistakable pictures of you and Tim—as Red Robin— followed the juicy headline below it. You weren’t explicitly kissing in the pictures, just what looked like the aftermath of it. His hands were on your waist, your lips had a visible grin on, your foreheads were nearly touching.

Your eyes sought for his every reaction with anticipation as his eyes swept along the paragraph. Your smile grew wide with his own, amused chortles falling off your lips.

When he handed the phone back to you, his expressions playfully dimmed, looking exaggeratedly hurt, though his stare gleamed with mirth. “You’ve been cheating on me with Red Robin?” He put a hand on his chest, shaking his head with feigned disbelief. “And discard all the years we’ve been together? I’m heartbroken. Beyond inconsolable.”

“I’m sorry you had to find out this way,” You played along seamlessly, acting guilty. Even though neither of you bothered to hide your smiles. “He’s just... so much better than you are, Tim.”

His mouth turned up, leaning back in his chair, arms folding across his chest. (You had absolutely no control of the way your eyes followed and your gaze stuck onto those flexed biceps like magnet to metal.) “Yeah? What does he have that I don’t?”

You got off the bed and approached him, still sat on his chair, blue eyes following your movement as you climbed onto his lap. His hands falling to rest on your hips.

“Well, for one, he always has a mask on, that’s hot and mysterious. And he has a cool staff, and also, he seems like the type of guy who’d give his lonely partner more attention than his work,” You sighed a long, dramatic breath. “But I guess I wouldn’t know.”

Tim shook his head at your antics, huffing out a chuckle. “You’re so dramatic. I love you.” You felt lips connect to your temple, his hand drawing little stars across your spine, and you were done for.

Melting in his arms like a puddle, you sighed once more, your head falling to the crook of his neck.

“I love you, too.” you mumbled against his skin, cheek smushed against his broad shoulder.

He smiled, pulling back to meet your eyes. “Well, that's how you know not to listen to random articles,” He took the the phone again, eyes squinting at the texts. “They didn't even write your name!”

You turned, too, scowling at the phone like it was your enemy. “Right? That's so rude.”

“Seriously, put some respect on my girl’s name.” He gave your hips a small squeeze, looking considerably offended on your behalf.

You pulled back, a sheepish, yet smug and giddy smirk slowly forming on your lips.“Your girl, huh?” you asked, sweeping back his bangs.

“Yeah,” he said factually, shrugging. “My girl.”

“... I told you not to kiss me when you're Red Robin." you mumbled after a bit, your head leaning on his chest.

He winced, “Yeah, that's my bad.”

Yeah, your PR team was not going to have fun with that one.

author's note : this is so half-assed im so sorry. but the tim fic is coming up really soon, i just need to add a few more things, proofread and edit it before i post it. so in the meantime i give u this🫶🏻

© TEALOVINGDREAMER . . . i do not consent my works to be copied, plagiarised, translated, or be fed into any form of ai media.

[hereticalism]

bf!jason who's super big on forehead kisses. they're easy access and a great non sexual way to show you he cares.

you who always mysteriously end up in bed by night even when you fall asleep on the couch.

bf!jason who gets mad when you bring it up but is always touching you in some way, especially if he's jealous. on the couch? his knee's bumping yours. at a restaurant and someone looks your way? his hand's gripping your thigh. walking and he thinks someone stared at you too long? hand on your ass. yeah... it's a little overkill but you love it.

bf!jason who despite his rough exterior is soft with you. he always walks you on the inside of the sidewalk, puts a hand on your lower back in public, guides you through crowds—you get it.

bf!jason who's not without his more... suggestive, quirks. he loves pinning you to the couch or bed just to kiss you. he loves biting your lip during kisses and pretending he didn't.

bf!jason who loves you.

[altamont498]

Superman appears in Action Comics

Batman appears in Detective Comics

So, really, when there’s a crossover between Superman and Batman it shouldn’t be “World’s Finest”, it should be AC/DC.