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AAAA civilized twd makes my skin crawl i'm like nooo this is All Wrong lmao
go kill zombies and hide in bushes
Why Dick Grayson is a Terrible Brother:
1) Let Jason joyride the Batmobile with him. Did not tell Bruce.
2) Let Damian joyride the Batmobile with him. Did not tell Bruce.
3) Let Tim joyride the Batplane with him. Did not tell Bruce.
Get the man away from bat vehicles.
Who is Sam Levison and what was scary about the post?
So Sam Levinson directed Euphoria which chronicles the story of a bunch of high school kids and in season 3, the latest season, he has so far allowed a character whose storyline revolved around her being hypersexualised from puberty to join OnlyFans and engage in fetish work including but not limited to posing as a toddler in a suggestive position, he romantised the drug and sex trade, he showed a stoma on screen in a negative light, he had a trans woman engage in highly fetishized dangerous role play, he abandoned a storyline about a closetted gay/bi teenager struggling with his sexuality against a backdrop of toxic masculinity for an entire personality overhaul with no end, he has depicted teenagers engaging in underage sex which is fetishized, he has sacrificed two seasons of character growth and self discovery for a catalogue of "bad ass" moments that fell flat, he has refused to give characters any sort of growth instead molding them to fit his new aesthetic after firing the woman envolved in creating the show's famous aesthetic.
If the news had been through, the man would have fetished Starfire, had Dick only be eye candy with no characterization, had Roy overdose or do coke and had Raven and Gar engage in an abusive sadistic relationship.
They might have well had Deathstroke directing it.
Service dog Ace the bathound Headcannons🙏?
I love seeing headcannons people have for Ace being a service dog to bruce🥹
Ace sometimes goes to WE with Bruce and has his own dog bed beside Bruce's desk and he has gotten loose to find Bruce in important meetings to sit next to him.
Ace always alerts for anything clown related. Bruce's outer body language gives away nothing but Ace knows that clowns are bad.
Ace is trained to drag unconscious or sleeping Bats out of harm's way. If any of them his injured or is just sleeping from exhaustion, Ace drags them someplace safer to sleep.
Ace fetches energy drinks from the mini fridge in the BatCave and assorted medication.
Ace always has a hard time when Bruce and Jason are arguing because he doesn't know who to support and most of the time they stop because its distressing Ace.
When Duke gets overstimulated from his powers, Ace pulls the drapes shut and makes Duke sit down. If he refuses, Ace will climb on top of him and lie on him until he cooperates.
Ace tugs on Dick's sleeve and trouser legs when he's dissociating and teaches Haley to do the same.
jeez dude what's with that shading (based on this)
Steph: Ready when you are Boy Wonder
Clark and Bruce walk into the Batcave to discuss a JL investigation to find Kon in a containment cell, Jason, Dick, Tim, and Damian sitting crisscross on the floor besides him, while Stephanie stands at the entrance with a lead box in hand.
Clark: is that? kryptonite? What’s going on here?
Kon (in Tim’s body): Wassup bro
Bruce: bro?
Dick: Tim and Kon got their bodies switched by a magician
Clark: Should we call—
Damian: We aren’t imbeciles Clark. We’ve already contacted the wizards. The spell will expire in a day or two.
Bruce: Good work.
Clark: So? What are you guys doing?
Jason: We’ve had a bet going that kryptonians have weak pain tolerance and that’s why green kryptonite affects you guys so badly. cause your wusses.
Superman: So your.. gonna torture Tim to find out?
Stephanie: Not torture. Experiment.
Dick: We are trying to figure out where kryptonite exposure feels like on a scale of 1-10
Cass: Face Punch to waterboarding
Clark: ..
Dick: I have money on it being a solid 7
Jason: Tim and I put money on 5.
Clark: This is ridiculous. Tim get out of there. Stephanie bring me the Kryptonite.
Tim (in kons body): Nah this is completely consensual don’t worry, we have a safe word and everything. I’ve been waiting for a chance like this forever. No way am I gonna miss out.
Clark: Bruce, do something
Bruce: ..
Dick: *laughing* You forget who made us this way
Stephanie enters the containment cell and opens the box. Tim(in Kons body) stiffens for a moment, then takes a deep breath. He stands up and gets closer and closer to Stephanie, his breath getting a tiny bit more ragged as he eventually reaches over to close the box.
Jason: Well?
Tim: The pain is proportionate to its proximity. Initial exposure felt like a 4–broken ribs but steadily increased to a 6— full body electrocution as I grew closer. Nausea and a headache are also present symptoms.
Damian: Hmm. The effects have been greatly exaggerated. I assumed it would have felt like being set aflame.
Kon: In my defense, i’m technically only 4 years old.
Tim: We could probably work on you guys’ pain tolerance a bit with a red sun lamp to get you more accustomed to discomfort
Bruce, squinting at Clark: Hmm
Clark: I’m going home
After a late night patrol, Jason stays the night at Tim's penthouse. Bored during breakfast the next day, he repeatedly caps and uncaps the ketchup bottle and breaks the comfortable silence with a calm, almost absent tone.
"What's the worst insult anybody's ever given you that you haven't been able to argue against?"
Barely awake, Tim robotically chews on his toast and lifts half-open eyes to squint at him across the table. Noting his lack of comprehension, Jason half-shrugs, offering up, "Like- one time Roy told me I looked like the kind of guy who would get lonely and order 'evening company' at a hotel while genuinely believing I was just asking for a friend to hang out with." He uncapped the bottle again, pouting at it slightly. "And like, that's really fucking mean; but I can't argue against it, you know?"
When he looks back over at Tim, his brother is staring at him mid-chew, clearly amused and fighting a smile. The confession warms him up enough that when he swallows he offers his own.
"I guess it wasn't like- like. Like his point was completely false, but somehow the evidence was matching up, you know? So I couldn't argue it? There was a patrol, like a few months ago. And I got in a fight with this dude." He poked at his plate, speaking blandly, and Jason took the ketchup bottle in hand so he could graduate from cap-flipping to screwing and unscrewing the top. "It was like- there had been a family dinner, or something, I guess, and they got into an argument that had become a street fight? and it was about how this guy's niece was gay or something, and it was a slow night, y'know? So I was arguing with him about it. And his argument was that gayness was a sign that humanity was becoming defective--and I looked him up afterwards, he had stage two cancer, so like... I dunno how he thought him being straight but cancerous made him any less defective than a healthy girl who likes pussy, y'know-?"
Jason fumbled, squeezing the bottle too tight and exploding a shot of ketchup directly upwards onto the ceiling. He stared up at it, eyes wide, jaw open, as Tim continued to look down at his plate. He hadn't even noticed, just kept on mumbling.
"-'N so we were arguing, and he was like, being gay isn't real, blah blah blah, right? And I said, you know, how could being gay not be real? Like, I don't think there's a single member of my family who hasn't at least tried being gay, right? All the bats are fruit bats in a way."
Jason abruptly looked down from the ketchup stain, eyes narrowing in affront.
"And he looked at me from across the street and he just yelled 'all the bats being gay doesn't do anything but prove that being gay is synonymous with extreme mental health issues', which," Tim paused, shrugging and sticking his bottom lip out. Finally, he looked back across at Jason, not noticing the glare. "I didn't really know- I just had to taze him unconscious and leave it at that, y'know? There's not really a good response to that sort of..,"
He trailed off, tilting his head, eyes tracking upwards. "...How'd ketchup get up there?" He asked blandly.
"I never told you I was gay." Jason snapped.
"It's like... it's right up there, man. It's gonna smell."
"I've literally never spoken to you about my love life whatsoever. How'd you know?"
"I'm not tall enough to repaint up there." Slightly mystified, Tim met Jason's increasingly incredulous eyes. "Do you think it will stain?"
Jason stood up from his chair, slamming his hands down against the table. Tim blinked as cutlery rattled and he yelled, "STOP SPYING ON ME DURING MY NIGHTS OFF."
Three seconds of silence. A glob of ketchup fell from the ceiling, directly onto the handle of Jason's coffee mug. Tim's eyes tracked it.
Emotionless, "You and Roy have a date night every two weeks, right?" Jason's face morphed into an expression of pure offense. "The last one was at the Italian place on fifth, last week. Do you think when he comes to Gotham next week you could bring him over here? Between the two of you we could probably reach the ketchup stain."
Jason stared at him, eyes wide, mouth open. Tim looked back blankly.
Slowly, like a cornered dog, Jason lowered himself back into his chair. Trying to keep his dignity, he straightened, and casually, "...So are you the only one whose clocked that we're together then? Or do B and Dick know too?"
"If Dick knew he would have tried to threaten Roy by now," Tim pointed out. "And I don't even think Bruce is even aware that he and Clark are together, let alone whoever you're fucking."
"...Yeah, ok. Tracks."
"Can you pass the eggs?"
"Sure. Wanna stop on the way to work and grab smoothies?"
"Hell yeah."
"Cool."
@robs-your-robins this ask was from a while ago pretty sure but i finally got to it
i kid you not i didnt change much from the refference, the man was just as gifted as i drew Brucie here
Bruce serving Motherly Cunt on the runway
hey guys if you don’t like robby i’d advise that you not watch The Show About Robby
All of the batfam are comfortable and like the cave, except Bruce, who is still terrified of bats and cannot exist in the same room as them
He has not let any of the other know this, he just hopes the bats don’t get too close to him
All of the kids think he loves bats since he named himself and everything else in the cave after them (even though that bit was dick) so they keep trying to get him to pet/play with the bats
Bruce is still not strong enough to tell them he hates them
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Damian(cradling a baby bat): father look
Bruce(sweating): oh wow cool, yep wow
Damian: do you want to hold him?
Bruce(stepping back): no, no thank you, you look so happy with him I wouldn’t want to take him
Damian(Solemnly): thank you for your sacrifice father (cuddles the bat)
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Miscellaneous batcave rules
-no eating fruit in the cave
The bats are fruit bats, if you want an apple for yourself eat it upstairs otherwise the bats will for you
-stop suggesting putting a bell on Cass
They tried, she learnt how to walk around without it ringing, it doesn’t work
-stop flash banging your siblings
Not even just applicable to duke, Jason seems really keen to blind dick
-when Harley Quinn randomly breaks in stop asking to steal her hyenas
You don’t need anymore pets Damian and Steph can’t take them for you either
-refrain from standing on work benches
There’s too much equipment for you to ‘Tony stark’ on the counters, it’s not a good idea
-keep to the areas of the cave on the map
It is just a cave system, you will get lost if you wander off, Tim went missing for 2 days down there once, don’t try
-no names in the cave
Just in case someone breaks in who shouldn’t, this one is never followed
-the batcomputer is for batwork only
Stop playing CoD on it Tim. Just stop
-please use you’re own bathroom or the bathrooms upstairs to dye hair
Directed at Kate, red hair dye looks a lot like blood in the showers and Bruce almost had a heart attack
-don’t use the fire poles if you have a injured arm
Dick threw himself down one of them and made it worse so it’s banned now
-use the training equipment to train, not anything else
The amount of gymnastics mats that have been used as weapons is ridiculous
ten year old Tim Drake having a minor phase of liking archeology bcs of his parents so he starts digging shit up in his garden, but because he’s Tim Fucking Drake he does it too well and accidentally unearths one of the tunnels that connects to the fucking batcave.
ten year old Tim Drake who already knew who Batman and Robin were, finding out he now has a secret tunnel in his garden connecting his house to their lair, and he’s just like ‘fuck yeah that’s cool.’ and starts exploring.
thirteen year old Jason Todd bored and fucking around alone in the batcave system when he comes across a fucking ten year old who knows his identity, clearly idolises the hell out of him, and is just kinda wandering around the cave system alone and completely chill about it. they see a super dangerous spider and Tim just starts info-dumping on the species. when asked if he has a curfew to go back home by he goes ‘uh, July i guess? that’s when mom and dad get back.’ it is early February.
thirteen year old Jason Todd who takes a minute and then goes ‘ok this is funny as fuck i promise i won’t snitch to Bruce.’
Jason Todd and Tim Drake being secret cave buddies. Jason Todd and Tim Drake hanging out in the tunnels and making fun of Batman and Nightwing from the shadows. Tim Drake who has to buy a whole new set of night-vision camera lenses for his new photo album that’s just photos and selfies of him and his new best friend Robin fucking around in the underground pitch-dark.
Jason Todd who dies, gets revived, is told by Talia that Tim Drake has ‘replaced him’ unknowing they’re already friends, and Jason who all he can think of is that time they played hide and seek in the cave system and Tim clung to the fucking ceiling via a stalactite for 45 minutes straight. Jason Todd who just looks at Talia and goes ‘yeah sounds about right for him.’
Jason Todd being told he has to deliver Damian to Bruce and he decides ‘absolutely the fuck not’ to the idea of even touching the front door. they have a Ring camera he is not getting caught on that bullshit.
Jason Todd who just goes to Drake Manor and uses Tim’s old entrance to get into the tunnels, his home away from home, dragging Damian along, until he gets to a spot where he can secretly signal into the batcave for Tim to sneak the fuck away.
fifteen year old Tim Drake who gets called into the tunnels to find the Red Hood, unmasked as Jason, presenting to him a random child which he declares to be the son of Batman.
fifteen year old Tim Drake who comes full circle and says ‘ok this is funny as fuck i promise i won’t snitch to Bruce.’
the cave boys are reunited. a third is added to the club. a new photo album is filled. when Tim brings Damian up through the tunnels into the cave he looks Bruce dead in the eyes and says fully straight-faced ‘this is your cave son. i found him wandering, he was born from the shadows of the bat.’
eleven year old Damian Al Ghul-Wayne who’s spent the past three and a half years under Jason Todd’s influence and sombrely declares ‘the cave birthed me for you, father. i am darkness. i am your child.’
Bruce Wayne who genuinely is starting to lose it.
despite the fact that i have been 100% sure that dennis whitaker is gay as fuck since episode 1, the idea that there is an actual chance of him being canonically gay and possibly even saying it onscreen never fails to make me feel like i'm about to pass out
Just a friendly reminder: whatever has to happen in the next two episode to stop robby from killing himself will make him angry. It will be ugly, he will be ugly, he will lash out, he will say some truly awfull shit to whoever will be responsible for the intervention. He will hurt people because he is in pain and terrified and because he might think "If i piss them off enough they will let me do this and won’t miss me when i'm gone". Be as emotionally prepared as possible for it to get much worse before it gets a little better.