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superboy 1994

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cas successfully babytrapping dean twice IS iconic don't get me wrong but we really do need to talk about crowley trying to babytrap dean with amara more often. he had the VISION. he put that newborn baby into dean's arms and SAID 'let's raise her together<3' versus cas who just kinda abandons his kids on dean's doorstep for random stretches of time

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the way ppl talk about bart like he's not a person but an event that happens is so funny to me

wally why r u wrought with PTSD over ur 15 yr old cousin . there is a larger crisis going on my guy

wally when bart exists anywhere in any dimension ever during the 90's:

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Bruce: *is dead again*

Dick: well this s-

Tim: *carrying a go bag* I can't believe this! I'm gonna put a tracker on him when I- oh hi Dick.

Dick: ...you don't think he's dead?

Tim: WHEN WAS THE LAST TIME ANYONE DIED! ok Alfred but at this point I think he's using this as a vacation from us but PAST THAT! Who ACTUALLY dies? Superman 'dies' every few years, Bruce keeps 'dying' hell YOU 'die' sometimes. Obviously Jason, Damian, Cas, Steph have all 'died', my friends have'died',BUT THEY COME BACK! everyone. comes. back. I'll be back when I find Bruce for the THIRD TIME! *slams door*

Alfred: *walking into the room* he's not wrong. Tea?

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Red Robin fanart that I made some time ago and forgot to post here 🙃

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When I remember what actual DC comic writers do to the characters, I no longer feel bad for how I portray them

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tipsy wip wednesday lets say "horray" everyone! (I prepared this at 2am last night after clubbing but fell asleep before I posted it whoops! so technically wip thursday)

I am still very much heavily into my top gun f1 au but good lord, young justice 98 got a grip on me and the urge to write them overtook any clear thinking. this was for the prompt "roadtrip" but I scrapped it because I had a diffrent idea :(

“Who the fuck put fucking Blackparade in the queue!” Bart screamed at the top of his lungs.

Tim glanced down at the phone he was firmly holding in his hand. He faintly saw the pulsing lime green line pop up on the screen just below the song title.

He had put a stop to the constant repeat of ABBA’s “Dancing Queen” about 20 minutes ago, because instead of “diggin’ the Dancing Queen”, he was about to start digging his own grave. And he certainly didn’t feel like jiving anymore.

“Oh, sorry that’s Damian- we share an account.”

Cassie glanced over to Tim for a quick second, “You share an account?” Then Kon added on “, Aren’t you like a gazillionaire? Why the fuck would you not have your own one?”

The Kryptonian made a horrified noise, “Tim, do you have the free one? With ads?”

“No asshole, I don’t have fucking ads.” He playfully punched Kons’s shoulder. “I have a normal account, we just don’t have a family plan. So there can only be one person who listens to music online.”

Bart looked at him from the passenger seat, “You’re telling me Bruce Wayne refuses to pay, for a fucking Spotify family plan?”

“That’s how they get you, y’know?” Tim shrugged his shoulders.

“Who, Tim?!” Bart asked, voice rising in pitch. “Who gets you? Spotify?”

He kept looking at Tim, who just stayed silent, “Timothy. What do you mean that’s how they get you?”

“This feels like some Batman induced psychosis, what the hell did the Scarecrow put in your tap water this week, for Spotify to become the enemy?” Kon added.

Tim just shrugged. And luckily, Cassie interrupted the conversation with a question of her own, “Damian listens to My Chemical Romance?”

“He’s going through a phase…” Tim sighed exasperatedly, pinching his nose. The painful memories of his own style mishaps and eyeliner miscalculations still giving him chills.

Kon laughed, “And does this phase include the horrible eyeliner and building an incredibly parasocial relationship to Gerard Way?”

Tim kept his mouth firmly shut, in an attempt to protect his brother’s dignity, while Cassie barked out laughing, “Oh my god- It does, doesn’t it?”

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god forbid a woman have hobbies

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You're all goofy

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While Superboy and Impulse argue over who's at fault for making her cry... Robin discovers his usual way of victim handling doesn't take as well as he's used to.

He tries, but his grounding hand to the shoulder only goes through her. It even surprises him out of his reassuring words.

Hey, I love this panel. Little tender and sweet moments like this are scattered through YJ's crazy shenanigans.

... but...

But the main reason why I can't stop thinking about this panel is because of how this small moment helps to shape the ghost girl's view of Robin, the boys, and then eventually, YJ as a whole.

The first moment of kindness she was shown was as imperfect as it was genuine. She puts this genuine care on such a pedestal... that she even rejects the idea that they are imperfect and will fail her at times.

When she is confronted by their failure, she has a hard time comprehending that just because they failed her, doesn't mean that their love and care was a lie.

It's just... i can't get over how...

Despite having a hard time reconciling those 2 ideas... her first experience with kindness—aka the start of her idolizing her friends—was imperfect to begin with.

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In remembrance of Helena Bertinelli 1989-2025🥀

You will always be missed…

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my hobby is collecting images of tim drake's very normal proportionate responses to concerned loved ones gently suggesting that he see a therapist. god he's so real

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my humor might be broken cause I find this trend actually funny

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every day i think about tim drake being an international art thief wanted by interpol in the rr comics and i think about the sheer volume of comedy that could potentially have

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Steph doodles I did on the plane!

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*At the Watchtower for some huge meeting*

Superman: hey Red Robin! Happy belated birthday! It was last week right? How old are you now?

Red Robin: 17.

Nightwing: 20!

Everyone: *stares*

Nightwing: RR, we talked about this. You can’t just decide to stop aging. That’s not how it works. You were born 20 years ago so you are 20 years old.

Red Robin: no. I’m 17 and I really need you to stop saying I’m not.

Impulse: Yeah! We’re 17 Nightwing! We’re never gonna be older than that!

*yj core four gather round Red Robin menacingly*

Superman: what?????

Nightwing: *sighs*

Batman: *dissatisfied grunt*

Red Robin: we went through a lot of bs to become eternally 17 and I won’t let you ruin our hard work!

Wonder Woman (eternally young and suffering for it): why? Why would you do this?

Superboy: if RR is doing it we’re gonna be right there with him!

Wonder girl: *nods*

Red Robin: believe us, you don’t want to see what happens if I lose my youthful optimism.