"I think the house is spinning."
"You alright, kid?"

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"I think the house is spinning."
"You alright, kid?"
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animxtus, death-becomes-you, aclutteredspace, sharpefangs, starksxn
that's definitely a very distinctive sax riff coming from his earbuds.
empty pockets
Item: Small Screwdriver
In many situations, Tony has found himself in need of some sort of tool. It's just a cheap looking tool really, found probably at any ace hardware but it's heavily warn out. Used many times. The paint along the handle chipped and rubbed off so it's a dulled silver color. He doesn't allow anyone else to use it either. Claiming it has special value.
Really it's just a dumb tool he bought one day while out with his nanny when his Dad told her to take Tony out for a while.
George watched as Tony put himself off his food, covering his mouth both to stop any vomit and to stop himself from laughing. “Oh, god —” he groaned, leaning over and finding the small metal bin next to his father’s feet, bringing it between his knees and vomiting into it. At least Tony had already been put off his food by the time the nineteen year old was heaving into the bin. “I’ve never had a fever this bad.” He mumbled when he was finished, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand. He was sweating and pretty sure that he would faint if he walked more than five minutes. Luckily, the bathrom was only three minutes away, meaning he could get rid of his vomit himself. “I don’t need to lay around all day.” He groaned as he stood up. “I don’t accept illnes.” He breathed, running the hand that wasn’t holding the bin through his hair. “It’s New York — makes everyone sick.”
"That is just-- lovely. Dinner and a show. Thanks kid. Remind me to tip you later."
As the boy in front of him made an attempt to stand upright he took it upon himself to stick his own hand forward, giving him a shove back down onto the couch. "Settle down, Descartes, don't spout that 'everyone is sick' bull. Stay here. Sleep. Don't move. Don't be an idiot. Illness has, unfortunately, taken you as its Lord and savior." To assert his makeshift authority on the matter he sifts to stand upright, pressing his foot down to keep him pinned to the couch against his will. "I got all day."
starksxn replied to your post: PRO FUCKING TIP: IF NO ONE REPLIED TO...
ILL POST AS MANY SSTARTERS AS I WANT THANK GO D !!!
NONONONON NONON IT WASN;T YOU BB REALLY
IT'S ANOTHER CHARACTER
AND THEY KEEP POSTING THE SAME FUCKING STARTER LITERALLY EVERY DAY AND IT'S SOMETHING THAT KIND OF NEEDS ACTUAL PLOTTING
I'M NOT TALKIGN ABOUT YOU OMF
[text] Too lazy to booty call, so have this text instead
[text: Cutie] so I’ve been downgraded to booty call? What happened to fuck buddy?
[text: Cutie] I’ll be over in about 15 minutes by the way.
starksxn
"I'm starting to think I don't want to know."