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STOP READING MY FICS IF YOU ARE A FUCKING BOUNDARY BREAKING BITCH!!!! HOW MANY FUCKING TIMES DO I HAVE TO SAY IT??? GET THE FUCK OUT OF HERE!!!! I FUCKING HATE YOU IF YOURE APART OF THAT POPPYTWT SHIT!!!!
Tim wasn’t an ignorant child, sure he was a little isolated from the “real” world as his lift was simply bouncing between high end galas, private school, mansion, but as his nightly excursions became more and more frequent, he saw more and more of the world.
He thought he had been ready.
Ready to stand by Batman’s side, like the two Robin’s before him had, they too were children like him. He should have been ready.
He wasn’t.
He could still smell the blood, could still see the way the body had become slack and flopped to the floor when the frantic knife had entered easily.
The way the blood pooled, and how even when it was removed later by the police, a jelly like goop was still left behind on the pavement. It looked like strawberry marmalade had simply been left behind on the ground, and not like it had, second before, been inside of a breathing human.
He wasn’t ready to have to wash the blood off his boot and gloves when he returned to the Drake manor either.
Bruce had said something on the way back, had apologized some and tried to comfort him, but it had become a jumbled mess as it simply made the images, smell and feeling return even worse.
Alfred had offered to take the suit, but it didn’t feel right, and he had slipped away the second he could.
Tim didn’t think he had cried that much since he had been a toddler.
He wasn’t sure he was ready for the next one either, but he would have to be.
No one else would.
AJ and Melinks dying and cutting their hair together send post
incredible idea im injecting this directly into my bloodstream
Missa is live at the same time as Phil, but not for the same thing
something something solar eclipse
something something sun and moon
something something death duo mañana
Brucie Wayne is the Philomena Cunk of the DC world but nicer, I think.
He definitely gives off the vibes when he's talking about the WE business.
I’m not someone who’s really into DC comics at all. But I’m watching Smallville right now and the synopsis of one of the episodes mentioned like a woman named Maya who’s “a masked vigilante that fights crime at night” and I was immediately like “Ducard??” It’s probably not her but you’re the only reason I even know she exists lol
I am so honoured. If there’s one thing I was put on this earth to do it’s bring Maya Ducard to the limelight. I love her so much and she needs to have a solo right fucking now
Fun fact my phone auto corrects Ducard to full caps because every time I see her I just scream her name
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tf!aj is so cool (sometimes)
KICK THE CAN!
Let’s play the biggest game of kick the can on the internet.
To kick the can, reblog it. I wanna see how long this can go on for.
the oldest reblogs for this post that i can find are from january 2nd of 2013. this can has been getting kicked around tumblr for almost 13½ years now
And yet somehow this is my first time kicking it!
I'm digging the whole Primehood thing people got going here, I'm here for it but I just can't help picturing this exchange between Superboy Prime and Jason.
Superboy Prime: Red Hood, I'm your biggest fan.
Jason: That's... Wait, aren't you-?
Superboy Prime: Yes, Superboy Prime. And you're Jason Todd.
Jason: How did you-?
Superboy Prime: I'm your biggest fan, dummy. How is life treating you? Oh nevermind, it's not like I don't know. But yeah, sorry about the whole having to crawl out of your grave thing? My bad.
Jason: Wait, you're the son of a bitch that killed-
Superboy Prime: Yeah, that was an oopsie on my part but let's be serious 90s Kon was way better. Don't you all think so?
Jason: Who are you talking to?
Superboy Prime, gesturing vaguely at you reader of this post: Oh, them. They get it. So they have this craaaaazy idea that we should, well you know... They got fan art and fics already.
Jason:... Of what?
Superboy Prime, grinning: I think you know.
Jason:
Jason: Bruce? Batman? Dad? Can you-?
Superboy Prime: Oh, you do call him dad! Excellent. So you want to get a coffee?
long time no jasey toddie 🫦❤️🔥🏍️
Isn’t she lovely?
I cried during the finale .
Sometimes Red Hood does some work for Batman
(guy absolutely not getting through this one voice) its ok we'll get through this one
I really loved reading @sircantus’s Son of the Sea fic (it’s a dsmp pirate au that I’d really recommend) and for some reason my brain focused in the idea of Wilbur keeping a journal, so I decided to make as close of a replica to the journal IRL bc I wanted a fun, creative project to do. Originally, I wanted to do all the ship’s crew but I ended up losing some motivation as time went on. Anyways, here are the journal pages. I tried to make them as realistic as I could (Full image IDs are below the cut)
Seeing the “Dick was such a horrible brother (usually to Jason, sometimes to Tim)” posts lowkey makes me so insecure as a person with almost exactly Dick-adjacent age gaps with my younger siblings (10 and 13 years younger). Like, I barely reached out when I was in college, because I was dying. I asked what they were wearing for Halloween and called to sing on their birthdays and FaceTimed them when they asked, but that’s it. Zip. And lowkey, there were days I went without thinking about them at all. See: Dying.
And those were siblings I cared for since they were born. I cooked for these buggers. I rocked them to sleep as babies. I helped with their homework. I definitely have an attachment to them. And I was in college, not perpetually getting blown up in space. That’s not even considering how I was probably cranky as all get-out for all the all nighters I was (and, who am I kidding, still am) pulling. Which is to say, when I did meet up, my attitude was probably not as good as I’d tried to regulate.
Meanwhile, Jason was this kid who showed up out of nowhere while Dick was gone, and Dick still managed showing up occasionally, first to test the waters with him and give his costume and his number, then to cheer him up or take him out or give him advice. And like, sure. He wasn’t there daily. Or weekly. But my own stats are out here looking terrible, and every other person I communicated with at the time out of guilt was the same, and I DON’T KNOW WHO IS PRIORITIZING VISITING THEIR YOUNGER SIBLINGS THIS MUCH IN THEIR YOUNG ADULTHOOD, MUCH LESS SOMEONE WHO WAS MADE A SIBLING IN YOUR ABSENCE, I.E.: SOMEONE YOU DO NOT IMMEDIATELY PERCEIVE CLOSELY.
But man, does it make me feel like shit. Every time I see one of those posts about Dick’s ostensibly awful behavior, I’m like “man if that’s bad… did I really suck that badly? Oh god, do my siblings feel that way about me? I was the worst, oh no, regret™️”.
What I’m saying is I’m making this about me because I’m a self-absorbed narcissistic blowhard and I feel bad.