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conversations overheard through the batkid com lines pt 2
*Damian and Jason, four hours into a stakeout*
Damian: Jay, hand me the mango pieces.
Jason: *plastic crinkling* ayyy, I’m Jason again!
Damian: *snorts*
Jason: what was with that, by the way? I just showed up in Gotham and found you referring to everyone like they’re your professor. Like, that’s not a ‘you’ thing, I don’t know why you started doing that.
*audible chewing noises*
Damian: do you want the genuine honest answer?
Jason: please god do tell
Damian: so- and you aren’t allowed to laugh. but when I first came to Gotham and I showed up at the manor, father obviously had to give me a tour of the place, right?
Jason: yeah.
Damian: and they wanted to do a DNA test to check that my mother wasn’t pulling a fast one by claiming my birthright, so the first place he showed me was the cave, which was also where Tim was.
Jason: *hums*
Damian: and you know that place- the first time you went to the cave, it was wild, right?
Jason: oh, like walking into the tardis for the first time. insane.
Damian: exactly. all high-tech and shit, and I’d just come from the desert compound I’d spent my entire life in- like, my first time going into the kitchen at the manor I saw Alfred loading the dishwasher and my first thought was ‘oh my god what the fuck kind of machine is that-‘
Jason: *abrupt cackle*
Damian: -so the fucking cave for the first time? as a little desert-boy ten year old? I was a little distracted,
Jason, chuckling slightly: ok, fair,
Damian: and so I’m zoned the fuck out, looking around this cave and not paying attention to anything father’s saying, and then I finally tune back in just to hear the words ‘-ackson drake’ while he like, tries to introduce me to Tim.
Jason: *slowly starts laughing again*
Damian, raising his voice to be heard over Jason’s increasing beats of laughter: -and so I’m fucking standing there, ten years old, no clue what this kid’s first name is, and everybody’s looking at me like I’m supposed to be the one fucking talking right now, and ALL I can think of is my mother, who before she shipped me off to Gotham completely alone kept fucking telling me ‘Damian you have to be strong and show that you deserve to be the Batman’s blood son. show no weakness and take the mantle you were born to have; show no fucking hesitance.’, so I’M panicking,
Jason, still cackling: *a clap* NO I DO- I DO REMEMBER, LIKE, BACK IN THE LEAGUE-, holy shit back in the league when your only coping mechanism for not knowing the fuck was going on around you, was literally just to pretend you knew what the fuck was going on around you and bullshit till you make it,
Damian: WELL IT WAS LIKE THE ONLY FUCKING THING MY MOTHER TAUGHT ME-
Jason, through tears: -that’s why I didn’t say shit when I came back to Gotham and found you fucking, doing all this blood son bullshit! You started calling me Todd and speaking in old english and I was just like ‘bless him he’s terrified, just leave him be’
Damian: *cackles* and I did- I did appreciate you going along with it, because back when this happened I panicked and just started calling Tim ‘Drake’ because I was too embarrassed to ask him for his first name, and then by the time I heard somebody else call him Tim in passing, everybody had just assumed this was a thing I did. and I was too socially awkward to clear it up and switch back, so I just had to stick to Drake.
Jason: *wheeze* a-and Grayson?
Damian: well at first I just went along with the surname thing out of awkwardness, but then I’d gone too deep and I had no way out- AND THEN- and then Batman fucking died-
Jason: *wheeze*
Damian: -and I went from being parented by the gymnastics version of the dark lord to being gentle-parented by fucking Nightwing-
Jason, choking: holy- holy shit-
Damian: do you know what it’s like to go from *gruff voice* ‘Damian we don’t fucking kill, give me the katana or I’ll put you in Arkham’ to *high pitched, sweet voice* ‘oh hey Dames, obviously I can’t stop you from killing but I really would appreciate it if we discussed all our options and came to a mature decision together on what’s best in this scenario-‘
Jason: *crying, silent wheezes*
Damian: so DURING all this I’m trying to subtly switch back to using peoples actual names, except it fucking backfired because people just assumed I was calling Richard Richard because we had that special parental mentor bond, and Tim had pissed off to- whatever he was doing in the desert for six months- getting a hysterectomy or whatever the fuck happened-
Jason, amused: hysterectomy- he lost a spleen, Dames
Damian: well whatever happened he wasn’t AROUND for me to shift to calling him Tim! and when father was back I’d made no progress and was back to square one, except this time I was stuck calling one brother Richard and the other Drake!
Jason, still laughing: and this is where I came in?
Damian: I felt BAD! I’d already taken Robin from the guy, I didn’t want him to feel like he was lesser of a brother to me than Richard. So I demoted you to Todd so he wouldn’t feel alone.
Jason: very thoughtful.
Jason: we should probably get you a therapist, dude. I think everybody forgets that when you showed up you were literally just a very confused immigrant child with no experience of normal social interaction apart from me at the league.
Damian: oh I was like, 60% into an anxiety attack consistently for the first two years I was in the city.
Jason: *snorts*
Damian: the first time I was left alone with Tim we were in the kitchen and he said ‘do you want wifi?’ and, y’no, coming from the league, barely any tech and the only normality was the concept of fighting to the death over everything, MY instinctual ten-year-old thought was ‘oh shit, wifi must be slang for brawl here, we’re about to fight’-
Jason: *laughter* you’re fucking kidding
Damian: -so I’m like, so be it, and I say ‘come on then’ and get ready to start punching, only for him to turn around and grab a piece of card stuck to the fridge and hold it out to me,
Jason: *cackles*
Damian: and he goes ‘here’s the password so you can connect, I’m assuming you have a phone or something’-which I fucking didn’t by the way, my mother gave me a shitty flip-phone to call her in emergencies but it didn’t use wifi-, and he’s holding it out to me and I had to like, subtly shift my posture out of the defensive position I’d been in-,
Jason, delirious from laughter: this is the fucking best. thing.
Damian: -and I take it from him, and he gives me this weird look like he has no idea how to communicate with me, and I was just like ‘shit I might have to kill this one, it’s the only way to get out of this interaction’.
Jason: *wheeze* if we go through the timeline, every murder attempt on Tim’s life has just been an occasion where you’ve felt socially awkward and didn’t see any other way out of conversation,
Damian: pretty much, yeah. I should have been on xanax for those first few years.
Jason: stories from your first years in Gotham are my favourite thing in the world.
*a few silent beats*
Tim: are you telling me I’ve been stuck as Drake for YEARS all because Damian’s fucking scared of social interaction?!
*crashing sound*
Jason: HOLY FUCK-
Damian: OH MY GOD I FORGOT WE WERE CONNECTED TO THE MAIN LINE-
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excuse me for stating the obvious but like. james gunn outright calling superman an immigrant and doubling down on it when he got backlash (because he IS an immigrant, that's the point of superman) + the in-movie dialogue of "aren't you going to read me my rights?" "you're an extraterrestrial, son. you haven't got any rights to read." + the violence of his arrest and how they torture and mistreat him unapologetically, all under the guise of "protecting america", in a film releasing during the onslaught of violent ICE kidnappings and abuse... yeah it's really no wonder right-wing knobheads are crying about this being woke. they're being forced to look directly at the reasons one of the most notorious heroes of all time would not be on their side. and that's only ONE of the reasons this movie covers
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An add on to my post brought to you by:
- Wonder Twins

- Smallville

- Superman Smashes The Klan (strongly inspired by the 1940s Clan of the Fiery Cross from the Adventures of Superman radio series)

Reminder to those who need it that several years ago, DC updated Superman's motto to be "Truth, Justice, and a Better Tomorrow." It's a fight for justice for all and not just those of a singular location. One man is capable of saving the world, not just a nation or the beliefs of the government of that nation.
Clark Kent believes in a better tomorrow for all ❤️💙💛


#superman#kal el#dcu#smallville#superman is an immigrant#clark kent#dc comics#dc superman#adventures of superman#wonder twins
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Reminder to those who need it that several years ago, DC updated Superman's motto to be "Truth, Justice, and a Better Tomorrow." It's a fight for justice for all and not just those of a singular location. One man is capable of saving the world, not just a nation or the beliefs of the government of that nation.
Clark Kent believes in a better tomorrow for all ❤️💙💛


#superman#yes I'm aware of who is in the comic panel but the context is about Clark Kent so I used it anyway#clark kent#dcu#dc comics#dc superman#truth justice and the american way#truth justice and a better tomorrow#kal-el
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What Damian Says: You're never allowed to join the club. I'd never want to be in a club you're in.
What Damian Means: I will protect you so much that you're never ever allowed to die ever
Jason jokingly started a "dead robins club" which includes: Jason, Steph, Damian and Dick and Tim jokes one time that he feels left out and asks what he needs to do to join. Damian thinks he is serious and tells Tim that he will make sure that Tim never joins the club, he shall never be seen in the same club as an imbecille (its his way of showing he cares)(also he lowkey doesnt want to share a club with him)
#I love tim and damian's brotherhood and I need more honestly#tim drake#damian wayne#dcu#batfamily#batfam
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Tim showing off his brand new outfit, happy Pride month everyone!!
Outfit inspired by the pride robin funko pop. Pose reference from the Robin #150: ONE YEAR LATER comic cover.
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Classic bonding with your older brother’s alien girlfriend
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"You're lying," Damian said.
And honestly, Tim had to laugh, "I don't know why you think I am. I asked to keep a cat, Alfred said no, and that was that."
"But that..." Damian furrowed his brow. Tim's voice was taking on a different tenor than usual. Something a bit more strained. "He let me have a cat."
"Yeah," Tim said, cringing when his voice cracked on the word, before trying to play it off with a casual shrug, "you're his son."
And Damian was fooled for a moment. He had his mouth half open to reply that he was the blood son. He was different. Superior.
But he paused upon the fact that Tim hadn't just made that point for him, he'd given him an example.
The cat.
Tim had wanted one and been refused. Damian had wanted one and had been obliged.
He had wanted a dragon and been obliged.
But Tim couldn't have a cat, and Damian, whenever he asserted his superiority, had thought he was lying.
He was lying in a way. They were the same. Tim was a well-respected associate of his father, but...
You're his son.
But that didn't mean as much as Damian assumed it did.
Damian assessed his options before doing something he usually avoided. He swallowed his pride, looked at Tim, and said, "I...don't fully understand what your place is here."
Tim gave him a smile filled with enough sympathy to make something ugly roll in Damian's gut. "Me neither, kid. Me neither."
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While I'm here: IRONHEART BABYYY
Imagine knowing you can do so much more in life if you just had the opportunity. Then imagine someone looks at you and goes "I see your potential and I have an abundance of resources for you to use that potential."
It makes Riri relatable when she's inclined to take the chance (even if, as audience members, we know this to likely backfire because that's how stories work). She felt like she had to fight twice as hard as anyone else to get to the place she feels she needs to go.
This is a story for you. Even if you haven't read her comics or only kind of cared about her character when she was introduced. This trailer showed a story that most people can relate to and only few are willing to hear about themselves.
I'm looking forward to this story (and the hopeful upgrade from that tank looking suit to a more comic accurate suit). I'm also completely and utterly terrified that this is going to tear my heart into pieces as I connect with her character. Please do her well Marvel Entertainment and MCU fans 💕
#ironheart#riri williams#mcu#marvel#wakanda forever#Dominique Thorne#anthony ramos#marvel television
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Brushing off the Tumblr page specifically for the new Superman trailer.
James Gunn has proven that he fundamentally understands Kal-El as a character. This man has read the comics and it SHOWS.
Yes of course I'm thrilled about the details of the Clark versus Superman voice/posture change and the Smallville-esque bedroom. But I'm most thrilled about the story being told because it goes to the root of Superman's character.
The world will always force action to be political.
You stopped a war? Who did you do that for?
You saved a life? Well what kind of person's life?
But Superman doesn't care about the world that cares about borders. He is an alien who cares about humanity. It tracks for him to be distressed over the concept that anyone could ever question the morality of goodness and justice.
It also tracks for Lois Lane to ask the hard-hitting questions because she knows how the world works. Clark tries to be everything he wants to see in the world. Lois is presenting how the world actually works. This fascinating dichotomy making its way to screen is vital to our world and to the story of Superman.
Hope matters. It always has. It just matters more in the hands of someone who has the power to do something about it.
My hopes are high. In this world we need a Superman representative of hope and this might be it.
#I'm excited can't you tell#my birthday is opening weekend and I'm strongly debating going#or waiting to watch Fantastic Four and Superman back-to-back a week or two later#superman#james gunn#lois lane#clark kent#kal el#dcu#superman movie
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Percy Jackson and the Olympians Season 2 arrives in December! 💙🌊
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Damian and Tim bond by Tim taking a photo then Damian painting/drawing it.
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Tim: I got this photo of the sunset with snow
Damian: printed?
Tim: yep, no blur
Damian: leave it on my desk.
Tim: *places photo on desk and leaves*
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A few days later
Tim:*sitting on bed in room*
Damian: *comes in and without a word places a painting of the photo onto Tim’s bed and then leaves*
Tim: *silently takes it and hides it away*
Bruce, walking in: hey just wanted to-
Tim: oh hi
Bruce: what was that?
Tim: nothing, just Damian
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Bruce: Dick, Tim and Damian never speak. I’m worried they aren’t getting along again
Dick: Their brothers their bound to have disagreements
Bruce: no… I keep seeing them leave things for each other. It could be death threats but by the time I go to check they are gone
Dick: oh… I could ask Damian
Bruce: please
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Damian and Tim go sightseeing btw
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Tim seems like the type to have a Snapchat story dedicated to his crashouts
He frequently posts videos of himself yelling about the idiots he encounters in his daily life, and people live for it.
Tim, in his car: I AM SO FUCKING SICK OF BAD DRIVERS! IF YOU WANT TO DRIVE LIKE A PRE-SCHOOLER, THEN PULL UP IN THE LITTLE TYKES COZY COUPE, MOTHERFUCKER. I AM TWO SECONDS AWAY FROM REAR-ENDING YOU! AT LEAST THEN YOU MIGHT BE ABLE TO GO THE FUCKING SPEED LIMIT
Tim, barely visible and whisper-shouting in a dark closet: If I have to deal with Lex Motherfucking Luthor one more time I might just have to commit a felony about it. Because what do you mean you "aren't familiar" with our DEI policy outline???? We've been doing business for years????? We've had this EXACT CONVERSATION, like, TEN TIMES--
Tim, not even bothering to find an empty room: I should have stayed an only child.
Dick’s voice offscreen: Huh?
Tim, deadpan: The only good outcome of having siblings is that if they threaten to kill me, I might actually get a fucking break —— assuming they can grow a spine long enough to actually make good on their threats, that is.
Dick, in the background: C’mon, Tim you guys just quit fighting— Damian, stop- DAMIAN
Damian, now in frame, making a spirited attempt to free himself from the upside-down hold he has been wrangled into by attacking Dick’s ankles: I only wish to give him what he wants, Richard!
Dick: No, Dami, what did we say about- STOP BITING ME
Tim, staring deadpan at the camera while the others fight behind him: I have never envied Jason Todd more in my life
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Jason should kill the Joker and just not tell anyone. like, lets be real here, if he were to silently slip in and kill the Joker in his sleep, are any of the workers at Arkham really going to give enough of a shit to say anything??? with the paperwork they’d have to do, and the attention they’d get once the media caught wind of the break in/murder, i bet all Jason would have to do is leave like, a basket of muffins next to the dead body as a thank you and the staff would just dispose of the body and shut the fuck up about it.
i bet you he could get through a solid six to eight month period of being weirdly happy and interactive with the rest of the family before Dick finally asks why he’s been in such a good mood lately over family dinner
Jason, casually: i dunno, i guess i’ve just had a weight lifted from my shoulders; there’s less to drive me away now.
Bruce, thinking he’s finally done something right: aw Jaylad, i’m so happy you’re feeling more comfortable!
Dick, the only batkid around when Jason was Robin, remembering all the times Jason would transform into the happiest kid on the planet only for them to find out a week later it was because he’d pushed a bully down the stairs at school and fractured his wrist: hold on B.
Dick: Jay, what weight has been lifted?
Jason, still nonplussed: well i finally got my GED, and the Joker thing really calmed the lazarus rage. also Steph got me into puppy yoga, we go once a week.
Bruce:
Bruce: what Joker thing.
Jason, glancing up from his food: ? d’i not mention that? he’s dead, man.
Bruce:
Dick:
Dick: sorry, what?
Tim: why the fuck am i never invited to puppy yoga?
Bruce, having a panic attack: y- what are you talking about Jay-
Tim: i would LOVE to go to puppy yoga. what the FUCK?
Jason, shrugging: you can come to puppy yoga, replacement, it’s all good
Bruce: the Joker’s dead?
Tim: FUCK YEAH, PUPPY YOGA
Jason: i think they do it with goats too.
Damian: i would be interested in this activity.
Jason: hell yeah family yoga session
Bruce: JASON PLEASE EXPAND ON THE JOKER THING
Jason: no i don’t like your tone. anyway, dick, puppy yoga?
Dick:
Dick, glancing at Bruce’s glare nervously: …i would be down for puppy yoga
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