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Jason: Did Dick start a relationship again?
Tim: Why?
Jason: Bruce is chewing through the mouth guards again.
Tim: Bruce’s dentist makes a killing every time Dick starts a relationship.
Tim: At this point, I’m pretty sure the guy bought a boat and named it after Dick in thanks.
Dick: After 3 hours of searching, I have finally found the recordings of the musical Jason was in
Steph: Wait, why is this…good?
Jason: Excuse you, I was a great Peter Pan. Kind of ironic, huh?
Duke, ignoring Jason: Who’s that fuckass lost boy with the bowlcut?
Tim, activated like a sleeper agent: Bowlcut?
the issue with writing for yourself is that you will get sucked into rereading your own fic over and over and pretend it’s “editing,” but really you’re just reading because it’s exactly what you want to read. because you wrote it. for you.
and then you will be like why does this asshole never finish anything god
Dick: look dami, think of tim like... remember how a few months ago you rescued this injured opossum? try to think of tim like that opossum
Damian: you mean the one that we found in the garbage bin that had rabies, was malnourished and had to get his left hind leg amputated?
Jason: and was fucking ugly and stank
Dick: shut up jason yes! it was super cute, remember?
Damian: if you're trying to use my weakness for small abandoned ungainly animals against me—which is not a weakness—then you're wrong, for nothing about drake even remotely resembles a—
Tim: (digging through the kitchen's trash) has anyone seen my leftover muffins? they were only 2 weeks old, they were perfectly fine
Damian: stares at him in silence
Damian: starts to very subtly tear up
Jason: wheezes
i disappeared for a few months wtf happened to the ui
Dick, just remembering something: Oh, I have a sailing license!
Steph: Is this some sort of rich person thing, why’d you get a sailing license?
Dick: I needed to defeat a rogue and we could only reach him by boat
Tim: Was Killer Croc in the marina or something??
Dick: Actually it was Aquatic Joker
Jason, already loading a harpoon: What the FUCK is Aquatic Joker
ao3 expected to be down for several more hours... i think im going into psychosis
Jason who finds Dick smoking and instantly puts his own cigarettes away to start guilt tripping
Jason, coughing: Did ya know I died of smoke inhalation
Dick nearly choking on the smoke
Dick: Jas-
Jason: Y’know Sheila was standin’ there smoking while Joker beat me
Dick slowly putting out the cigarette
Jason: I can never look at cigarettes the same
Dick looking at his pack of cigarettes, horrified
Dick: Shit little wing.. I’m sorry-
Jason trying not to laugh: No, no. It’s fine.. how could ya have know I’d have issues with smoke after dying in a explosion.. inna room full of smoke…
It's impressive how Neil Gaiman vanished from the internet. Wish Rowling would do the same.
Also impressive how quickly and thoroughly people who previously loved his work have disowned it, stopped buying it, and stopped discussing it.
Wish Rowling's fans would do the same.
^^^
This is an official anti-JKR post
where do people download hd wallpapers without paying for anything
Damian, climbing through the window: oh
Bruce, sitting with his arms crossed on Damian's bed: where were you?
Damian: um with dick?
Dick, spinning around in a desk chair: try again.
Damain: Jason! I was with Jason!
Jason, tumbling out the wardrobe: right.
Damian: okay, you got me, I was with tim
Tim, crawling out from under the bed: bullshit, you don't rate me like that.
Damian: what the fuck. Duke?
Duke, spawning from the shadows:
Damian: oh ffs. I was with Cass.
Cass dropping down from the vents: 🤨
Damian:
Damian: I was with mother.
Talia, also crawling in from the window: hello, son. Where were you-
Talia: why are there so many people in your room?
Damian:
Damian: whys this happening to me
Steph, jumping out from under Bruce's cape: youngest sibling problems. Can't relate.
Bruce: where were you actually? And don't lie this time.
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In Smallville:
Jon, crawling in through the window: crap
Kon and Clark sitting in his room:
Bruce after losing Tim at a mall
Bruce: Have you seen my son?
Bruce: He’s about this tall, black hair, blue eyes.
Bruce: Clearly gay, but we haven’t had the talk.
Teacher: Mr. Drake! I want you to call your parents this instant!
Tim *pulls out an Ouija Board*: So this might take a minute.
Teacher: .....
Jason *watching through school cams*: Damn
i do very much like the idea of jason being that responsible-irresponsible kind of older brother. like. he fits that kind of vibe, y'know? he knows he cant stop drugs from being dealt in the alley but he still cares about people so he just makes sure that no kids are involved and people have access to drugs in the safest avenue. i bet he's also like that as a brother.
he gives damian his first ever joint. not because he wants damian to smoke weed, but at 13 and starting his rebellious phase, jason would rather damian experiment in a safe environment with somebody trusted, like him. he did the same with tim and edibles.
tim and duke are allowed to drink at jason's apartment. they know if they ask politely jason will let them raid his fridge for beer, and the scandalised expression dick wore when all the siblings went to jason's place for post-patrol wind-downs and the kids instantly went to grab a pint unopposed was priceless. jason has it framed.
when bruce decided it was time to teach tim how to drive he was treated to a 25 minute expert speedrun around the backstreets of gotham without any hesitation until tim finally admited '.....yeah so actually i got given a couple driving lessons by jason.'
'when?!' bruce demands, baffled and slightly shaken by the driving style. he'd been hanging onto the ceiling for the past five minutes.
'like. i dunno. two years ago? it was around christmas.'
'two ye- WE DIDN'T EVEN KNOW HE WAS ALIVE BACK THEN!? YOU WERE LETTING THE RED HOOD GIVE YOU DRIVING LESSONS BACK WHEN WE THOUGHT HE WAS A RANDOM MURDERER?'
'well he caught me in bristol trying to joyride one of my mother's cars and said he 'had the responsibility of showing me the ropes'... of course i didn't get what he meant fully until i found out he was my brother, but it was still helpful.'
just jason being the irresponsible but still carefully supervising older brother that the younger ones adore and that stresses the Absolute Fuck out of helicopter parent bruce.
Batman just being acknowledged as the "dad" of the young sidekicks of the Justice League. Batman who consistently listens to what the kids and teens have to say. Batman who remembers birthdays or big exams or milestones and always has a card filled with money for them or a present for them. Batman who praises them, offers only constructive criticism. Batman who gets some slang and references. Batman who treats the kids like colleagues, not as kids to be belittled or dismissed. Father's Day comes around and the kids are lining up to give him boxes of Lynx, macaroni art and cards and it just pisses off the rest of the JL.
Roy: *clutching an oversized card*
Oliver: What's that for?
Roy: Father's Day.
Oliver, tearing up: Roy, you didn't have to-
Roy, pulling card away: It's not for you. It's for Batman. He actually listens to me.
Oliver:
*later*
Bruce, weighed down with cards and gift boxes: Hey, Oliver do you mind-
Oliver: You know what? I fucking do mind actually.
Bruce:
Oliver: *storming off*
being self aware suuuucks like yeah this thought pattern/behavior is stupid and pointless and a symptom. i know this. [does it anyways
preforming my compulsions while rolling my eyes to show i know theyre irrational
Alfred the cat is getting visibly depressed and lethargic from being the only cat in the house. Yes, he’s got the dogs, the cow, the turkey, and all the other pets scattered across the large acres of the manor, but there’s not a cat
Bruce notices Damian getting very worried about it, and finds himself actively looking for another cat for the family
One day, Bruce finds this tiny, scrappy little sootball of a kitten. Damian is smitten and insists on paying for the vet visit out of his own pockets
The little scrappy thing is completely black from head to toe with a pink nose and bright blue eyes. Alfred the cat is immediately curious and sniffs the tiny kitten when Bruce brings him home
The little kitten becomes Alfred’s baby, also toddling and tumbling after him. Alfred the cat becomes such a good dad to him, also cuddling him and showing him the proper way to be a cat
He’s unanimously named Bruce the cat
bruce the cat bringing home kittens years later:
