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saw the tweet below on my tl and it was so devastatingly rude i had to doodle something out. happy late father’s day, i guess

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Good Dad Willis Todd oh how dear you are to me.

How he genuinely believed that his baby was destined for something good, the fact that he was correct

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Aagh Willis Todd the man that you are

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what a cute smile hehehe

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Baby Jason trying to quit smoking:

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Cape

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Day Dress

c. 1883

England

National Gallery of Victoria, Melbourne

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I just read the introduction of Spoiler and that brick scene is so iconic

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ideal jason and talia dynamic to me

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Bat-Sibling Interaction

This started as attempt to read every issue of every series where Dick and Tim interacted. It’s kind of spiraled from there, into this thing - an attempt at cataloguing what the Batfamily call each other, and how it’s changed over time.

Keep reading

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This image has so much meme potential.

Jason: Oh god, I have a baby brother now, Bruce, I said I wanted a sister...

Jason: OH GOD, He look so gay. I'm not homophobic, I've kissed so many guys, but why does my new brother look gayer than Nightwing!?

Jason: WHY DOES HE GET PANTS!? I DIDN'T GET PANTS! FAVORITISM!!!

Jason: What even is that fit??!!

Jason: I'M A TERRIBLE BROTHER!!!

Jason, sobbing: He so uglyyyyyyy—

Jason: . . . IS THAT OUR F3-$+$&ING NEXT DOOR NEIGHBOR!?!?

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uhhhh hello tumblr!

first post on here

still not sure how this works

but erm yeah

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Batman gets home after a long day of patrol to find one of his newest enemies, the murderous crime lord Red Hood, in his personal civilian office. he prepares to fight despite having taken off all of his gear back down in the cave, only for Red Hood to see him in the doorway and without hesitation, he takes off his helmet.

Jason Todd stares at him from across the desk, tears and snot streaming down his face, and Bruce freezes.

“I don’t know how to hook up the new dryer i bought for my apartment and now my landlord is asking for bank statements to prove i can pay rent and my wifi keeps fucking up and I DON’T EVEN KNOW WHAT WATER PRESSURE IS,” Jason wails, distraught and sobbing harder than Bruce has ever seen before. he fumbles, jaw dropping, as Jason swipes at his eyes, sniffing. “THIS ISN’T FAIR,” he cries wetly. “I DIED BEFORE I LEARNT ABOUT TAXES, WHAT THE FUCK IS A STOCKS ISA??!”

Bruce bites his lip, deciding to not show his slight amusement. “Oh, chum,” he empathises.

“THIS IS SO FUCKED UP.”

“I know, I know,” he soothes, holding his hands up in submission and carefully moving forward so he could place them comfortingly on Jason’s shoulder. did he know what was going on? absolutely the fuck not. was he going to question it and scare away his apparently-not-dead-son? absolutely the fuck not. “How about some warm milk and cookies, and then you can show me the files that confuse you?”

Jason sniffs. “…and then the dryer?”

“I can hook up your dryer, chum.”

“……I’m not gonna stop being a crime lord,” his son warns, shamelessly using Bruce’s sleeve to wipe away the snot dribbling down his lip. Bruce bits his lip again.

“Let’s not worry about that right now. One problem at a time.”

“I also own zero spoons.”

“There’s some in the kitchen you can steal.”

“…thanks, B.”

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Since it's mid-august it's time for a reminder for the DIY folks or those who like to cosplay