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ashrayus · 1 day
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absolutely lost it over this fic by @neuro-psyche so. have this comic o(- (
go read it rn if u also love some Good identity reveal fic!!!!
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allineedisonedream · 2 days
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They give me the sillies
Okay, that's the last one of my vampire doodles. I'll stop for now, haha
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Bruce would have interesting ways to discipline his kids.
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Bruce: Listen to me, Damian! You can not steal my car and drive across country to visit Jon.
Damian: Then why do I know how to drive! And my mommy says I can! You don't own me!
Bruce: Young man, when you are under my roof you will follow my-
Damian: No I don't.
Bruce: If that's how it's gonna be. *Draws a circle around Damian* Stay there for five minutes.
Damian: D-d-d-daddy?
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Dick: *swinging from the chandelier that has been pass down in Bruce's family for generations* I'm gonna swing from the chan-
Bruce: Get down here this instant!
Dick: I'm not doing anything.
Bruce: Richard Grayson
Dick: You're not my dad!
Bruce: *brings out a bag of m&ms*
Dick: What are you doing? Those are mine?
Bruce: *opens it slowly*
Dick: Bruce?
Bruce:*eats one*
Dick: STOP, I'm coming down. Don't eat them!
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Jason: You can't make me. I'm not going to the party.
Bruce: *head vein throbbing* This is important. You can't skip this event.
Jason: *shrugs* You'll have to carry me.
Bruce: *takes a deep breath and walks away*
Jason: ahah, baby.
Bruce: *comes back with a bottle of castor oil and a spoon*
Jason: You sick sick man. Fine I'll go.
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Bruce: Tim you disappoint me.
Tim: I didn't think it would blow up the Batcave. Or make mustard gas. Or create a sinkhole.
Bruce: *sighs* I have no choice. You going on a nature retreat.
Tim: Bruce!
Bruce: Over two weekends. With the Boy Scouts.
Tim: *tears glisten in his eyes* Bruce...
Bruce: As a junior member.
Tim:
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Bonus
Alfred: Right! That's it, Master Bruce. *Pours a spoon of castor oil8
Bruce:
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tarta-de-limon · 1 day
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Damian is two apples tall. Change my mind 🍎.
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kartsie · 1 day
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Cool (cringey) older brother bestowing wisdom to his little bro
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pepart · 1 day
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🤨🎤
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ghost-bxrd · 2 days
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Prompt:
Jason insists on being the bait for a joint mission with the Bats. But the moment he starts “screaming” during the interrogation process, Batman calls the whole thing off and smashes right through the window and into the first thug.
Absolutely nobody is surprised by this development. Except Jason.
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cocomuffy · 1 day
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Dick: So you like, were in that Lazarus pit...
Jason: Yes?
Dick: And it like... healed you of everything and... it made you brand new and-
Jason: Get to the point..?
Dick: How do you STILL HAVE KNEE SCARS?!
Jason: What do you mean?
Jason's knee scars from the Boy-Robin Boy-Shorts™:
Jason: HOW ARE THEY STILL THERE?!
Dick: AND WHY DO I HAVE THE SAME ONES?
Jason: We have to talk to Tim and Damian. This might be a Robin thing..
*they do so*
Tim: Oh, those? Yeah, you guys have had those since you were little. They're from the lack of pants.
Dick: How do you-
Tim, maniacally: I have so many videos of you all falling flat on your faces and scraping your knees...
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d3jha · 2 days
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I feel like the bats have walked off Life threatening injuries like
Clark: batman ermm... he got a hole there
Bruce: And? *beating The belief of God into an alien.*
Wally: NIGHTWING!
Dick:what
Wally WHAT? YOU JUST GOT SHOT
ROY: Did I just here your bones crack!?!
Jason:oh yah just my ribs
Roy:Jason why do I see a gunshot wound near where your rids are Broken
Kon:...
Tim:what?
Kon:how the fuck are you alive.
Tim: <who just fell of a cliff> Spite and pettiness
Jon:Damian... there is a knife in your back
Damian: it's not important
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incorrectbatfam · 17 hours
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Jason, pre-reveal: I have unfinished business with Batman.
Dick: Yeah? Get in line.
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calsvoid · 1 day
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i just know jason gets SOOO embarrassed when he does something and it’s similar to dick or bruce. he says a phrase dick often says and dies inside or he is talking and realizes he’s using the same tone and words his dad uses. he’s doing a move in combat and remembers exactly who he learned it from. his hair looks a little too much like bruce’s one day. dick would wear this hoodie. he’s eating takeout from a restaurant dick introduced him to. he’s just like his dad and his big brother and he wants to scream because EWWWWWWWWWW
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at the Watchtower
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Batman, currently having an intense workout at the gym.
Green Arrow, enters the area: Adding more muscles on you, Bats? Don't you have enough on you?
Batman, briefly glances in Green Arrow's direction: Hn.
Batman does cardio for a while before disappearing to the showers to freshen up, leaving Green Arrow confused.
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Batman, eating in peace at the cafeteria.
Flash, suddenly zooms in front of the table: Slow down on the protein, Bats. Leave some for us.
Batman, narrows his eyes at his teammate, clearly bothered by the disturbance.
Flash, gulps, before running away: Forget I said anything. Byeee!
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Superman: Did Batman just jog around the tower for 3 hours?
Wonder Woman: It's more than that.
Superman, calls for Batman, when he passes by them: You preparing for an off world mission that we don't know about, Batman?
Wonder Woman waits for a reply, hands on her hips.
Batman, growls: None of your business.
Superman and Wonder Woman exchange a look and just let him be.
Superman: He must have woken up on the wrong side of the bed this morning.
Wonder Woman, smiles: I think I have an idea on what's happening.
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at the Manor:
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his kids noticing his workout routine as well.
Dick: Ooooh, you trying to impress a special someone, B?
Cass: You don't have a condition, right?
Steph: It's not depression, right?
Damian: You signed up for a marathon, Father?
Duke: Is this involving your next mission with the Justice League?
Jason: Bane giving you a hard time, old man?
Tim: You're not missing a spleen too, right?
Bruce, sighs: None of the above.
Bruce: As you are all grown up now, I need some extra strength to carry you when you need me for anything.
there is a brief silence as his kids internalize on what he said.
Dick: Awww, B is getting soft in his old age.
Cass just smiles.
Steph: Woah. Bruce must have been doused with cheesiness or something.
Damian: Tt. We appreciate it, Father, but don't over work yourself.
Duke: Dami's right. We can handle ourselves, Bruce.
Jason: Ugh. I didn't come back from the dead for this.
Tim: As long as you're not missing any body part like me.
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melmov · 1 day
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Me: I won’t draw a motorcycle I hate that.
Also me: draws full motorcycle (don’t look too closely if you know bikes I kinda winged this)
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tarta-de-limon · 2 days
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Damian: Why doesn't anyone want to be my friend? I'm delightful!
Also Damian:
He's just a shy little guy (and Nightwing's #1 fan)
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Thanks for the idea @junespriince ☝️
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Listen, not only do I like the Batfam being completely human (except Duke, of course), I think it's such a vital part of their characterization. Each of them rely on their humanity and vulnerability in a different way, but it's still a core part of them.
That being said, I love the idea of Gotham's many curses and magical bullshit changing its inhabitants, and more important, enhancing her protectors.
Not by much, but enough for people to say "they're human... right?" and not being sure of the answer. It works better inside the city, where Lady Gotham herself can ensure her warrior's safety, but it lingers and it stays on them.
The way Bruce can blend a bit too well with the shadows, to the point not even metas can see him if he doesn't want to be seen.
The way Dick's body bends a bit further than should be possible, his muscles stretching and his bones at angles that would cause pain to most.
The way Jason is a bit too quiet for his body mass, how he seems to be able to move without making a sound despite his size.
The way Tim is a bit too quick-witted, a bit too observant, finding his enemies' weaknesses and flaws far too easy for a fast-paced combat.
The way Steph seems to always be on the right place at the right time, as if she were being guided to those in danger. She is always where she is needed.
The way stray animals like Damian a bit too much. They care for him and have his back in a display of intelligence that's not quite natural.
Yet they all still bleed. They feel pain and they cry and they are vulnerable.
Because they're still human.
Right?
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collapsingneutron · 2 days
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Am I the only one who is deeply reminded of Tim Drake every time they see a John Mulaney comedy special?
If John Mulaney was 15 and looked 13, he'd be the prime actor to cast as Tim Drake. Because he has this cynical but boyish charm like he's a 50s professor trapped in a modern boy's body and very self-aware about it. He's seen some shit and done some shit, but he manages to look very put-together.
Here are some actual quotes from John's comedy specials that Tim Drake would totally say if he was writing his autobiography:
On Bruce Wayne:
Tim: Kids, you think your dad’s weird now? Wait for his dad to die. Then he goes on a whole quest.
He’ll wanna take more family pictures, but be angrier during them. “Can we get one photo where we all look nice?”
We’re like, “I don’t think this motherfucker’s doing that well.”
Tim: My dad never hit us. My dad is a lawyer and he was a debate team champion. So he would pick us apart psychologically.
Tim: He was a man most acquainted with misery. He could look at a child and guess the price of their coffin.
Tim: He didn’t want us to not get kidnapped. He wanted us to almost get kidnapped and then fight the guy off using weird, psych-out, back-room Chicago violence.
On being Robins:
Tim: This was always a very dramatic process – ’cause we were thirteen, we looked nine.
Tim: God, I guess they’re finally going to kill us all. All right. This is younger than I thought I would be but we are pretty big assholes.
Tim: I thought I was going to be murdered my entire childhood. In high school people were like, “What are your top three colleges?”
I was like, “Top three colleges? I thought I would be dead in a trunk with my hand hanging out of the taillight by now.”
On being 'the smartest Robin':
Tim: I don’t know what my body is for other than just taking my head from room to room.
Tim, to Bart: Here’s my plan, you and me get very dressed up, including hats, and then we wave handkerchiefs at it until it disappears over the horizon. 
On being Red Robin:
Tim: I was hoping, uh, by now that I would look older but that didn’t happen.
I don’t look older, I just look worse, I think. Honestly, when I’m walking down the street, no one’s ever like, “Hey, look at that man!” I think they’re just like “Whoa! That tall child looks terrible! Get some rest, tall child! You can’t keep burning the candle at both ends!”
On Gotham:
Tim: What a historic and beautiful and deeply haunted building this is. I keep walking through cold spots being like, “I wonder who that used to be.”
Tim: I was coming into my apartment building one night and I saw in front of my building a wheel chair, knocked in its side with no one in it. That’s a bad thing to see. Something happened there… you hope it was a miracle… but probably not… probably something worse.
On staying calm while Gotham is on fire:
Tim: I try to stay a little optimistic, even though I will admit, things are getting pretty sticky.
Tim: I’ll just keep all my emotions right here [points to heart] and then one day, I’ll die.
Tim: And by the way, part of me was like: “Whatever"… you know? You ever have those days where you’re like: “This might as well happen."
On Gotham Rogues:
Tim: He did not look like his job description. He looked like he should be the conductor on a locomotive powered by confetti. But, instead, he made his living in murder. 
On the fracturing of the Batfamily amidst Bruce's supposed death and Tim's search for him:
Tim: It was an intervention. For me. Interventions for me, are my least favorite kind of intervention.
Tim [searching for Bruce while Dick is Batman and Damian is his Robin]:
I, meanwhile, was loose in New York City, not doing well.
On his time with the League of Assassins and Ra's Al-Ghul's interest
Tim: Now, we don’t have time to unpack all of that. 
Tim: You’re all uncomfortable now, but I’m way over it.
On college:
Tim: I went to college. For the whole time. Holy shit, right? I just got a letter from my college, which was fun ’cause mail, you know? 
And they said… How did they phrase it? They said, “Give us some money!
“As a gift! We want a gift! But only if it’s money.” I found this peculiar.
I went to college, I was 18 years old, I looked like I was 11. I lived like a goddamn Ninja Turtle. I didn’t drink water the entire time.
Tim, at his first frat party: People were drinking like it was the civil war and a doctor was coming to saw our legs off.
Miscellaneous:
Tim, in an argument with Steph: That wasn’t what I was telling you, but alright, lets talk about this entirely new topic.
Tim, when asked if he's been up since yesterday: And I was like: “No” you know, like a liar.
Tim: I went into the room to get the massage and the woman there told me to undress to my comfort level. So I put on a sweater and a pair of corduroy pants, and I felt safe. 
Tim: Those were the choices — salad or fries, the two most different foods in the universe. That’s like saying, “What kinda day do you wanna have? Do you wanna be active and go to the bathroom and stuff, or do you wanna lay on the floor moaning?”
Tim, talking to Kon at 5AM: It was really easy to get away with murder before they knew about DNA. It was ridiculously easy. Like, what was even going on back then? What was a murder investigation like in 1935??
One cop would just walk in and be like, [speaks sharply with an old-timey accent] “Detective! We found a pool of the killer’s blood in that hallway!”
And he would just be like [low voice] “Hmmm… gross! Mop it up. Now then, back to my hunch… [holds chin with hand and looks around the floor] Hmmmmmm…. Look for clues. [stands up straight] I’ll tell you what we’ll do! We’ll draw chalk around the body. That way, [narrows eyes and looks side to side and speaks with a suspicious tone] we’ll know where it was…”
Tim, showing up to brunch at Denny's: Hope you don’t mind that I dressed up. It was my first communion today so I decided to come right from it.
Tim: I was sitting up in bed a few weeks ago like… [groans] You know, life. 
Tim: How did they find out about the inside zipper pocket? That pocket has eluded everyone in my life.
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