Just a simple introvert with no common sense. hehe *insert a sweat drop emoji*
Don't wanna be here? Send us removal request.
Note
You think the reason why Joker gets so much hype is bcz some ppl think he's this mastermind who can pull someone apart and make them sound basic/shallow at their core? Nevermind that he himself isn't anything special, rlly.
If so, it makes Terry's final fight against him all the more sweeter when you think abt it. Bcz a literal teenager took (1) look at him, said 'you're a basic asf bitch' and made him spiral into a frickin meltdown.
That, and the fact that he represents this dream of social Intolerance for white boys. Joker, a white guy with self imposed problems, who's not "crazy" and is just a piece of shit. He thinks society oppresses him and treats him like a second class citizen for being " different " and white guys always craved that for some reason. It's just embarrassing at this point
97 notes
路
View notes
Text
Okay, brain soda flat cause of lack of sleep, but.
Beauty and the Beast AU.
Creature Bruce. The skin on him, he hates. He fears. He always has, even if Alfred patiently assured him the attic and basement were clean of them.
Bats. Ironic.
His arms are pitch black, fading into his elbow where a grey, thin fur runs down.
All the way to sharp, fierce claws, unworthy to hold anything. He's got sharper teeth. Eyes ghostly and moon gold. He's always been ashen and pale, starved of sunlight, but it worsened under the old manor's steely isolation.
The curse is different. It's tough kindness In every sense of the world.
The witch told him, mock gently, just move on, and it'll all go away. Just don't be scared anymore. Just let your pain go. It's that simple.
Just because something is simple it doesn't make it easy. And he doesn't. And every person who stays with him, who can't be pushed away by his pathetic attempts at mean words, shares his fate.
"Master Bruce," Alfred's voice should sound strange, seeing that it's coming from inside of a framed painting, but he can't quite remember a time where Alfred didn't sound like this, " It appears we have...visitors."
Bruce's wings flutter softy, taking him to the dark. It helps every corner of the manor weeps with it.
He hears them before he sees them. 3 voices, bickering back and forth. One thin, one little, one tiny.
" I told you taking that money wasn't worth it! Now we'll have to hide out here for the entire year! Decade, maybe!"
" shut UP, Jay. It was either that, or you starving to death, which sounds real good to me right about now!"
" Guys, finish fighting so we can look for food. I'm hungry."
They look like it, too. The filthy, filmy rags on their shoulders looked like they weighted more than them. Even the eldest. He decides to make his presence known.
"... What was that?"
"... Is a window open?"
" Boys, get behind me."
Bruce is good at greetings,
" I won't eat you."
They scream and run. Bruce is wrong.
A little flying, a little chasing, a little crying and kicking and punching, but they settle.
The eldest, Dick, had sharp azure eyes and raven dark hair, and he made it clear he and his baby brothers won't share the house of a monster.
Selina, now a beautiful, regal house cat, scoffs (thought, he guesses, it could be a furball) " A monster would've kicked you out by now, little boy. I suggest you be grateful."
Bruce makes a noise of disagreement. He explains the situation to them, why they can't stay, why he'll have them flew to the nearest town once it stops snowing.
But until then, Timmy's looking very sick. Literally, just give me Bruce being a mama cat to these kids.
Give me distrustful Dick that melts at any time this guy dots endlessly on his brothers.
Jason being the youngest and clingiest, very curious, and Bruce is strangely warm?? He likes climbing on his back and staying there while Bruce reads the random books lying around.
Bruce rubs his cheek on Jason's instinctively. His body starves for a warmth it forgot , but, this is...Nice.
It'll be nice. As long as it last. Which won't be long.
Bruce will make sure of that.
494 notes
路
View notes
Text
I鈥檓 not mutuals with many people but please repost.
11K notes
路
View notes
Text
If all we have is time, then we鈥檒l be alright.
6K notes
路
View notes
Text

Scene from the wonderful fic Ode to Autumn by whipple-thehappydragon
Bruce is such a soft dad and he loves his future children the street kids dearly
313 notes
路
View notes
Photo
People I met for a few moments that live in my head forever.
341K notes
路
View notes
Text







it seems to be pretty common fanon that dick grayson is the most tactile batkid but consider this. it鈥檚 actually cass
21K notes
路
View notes
Link
0 notes
Text
Big Bat and his little baby birds
Little boys love their father!!!
3K notes
路
View notes
Text


batfam ? i only know merfam
(lowkey inspired by @symeona 鈥檚 mermay art :0 !!!! go check them out!!!!!)
21K notes
路
View notes
Note
alfred bi real
I think this might have had an attachment that got eaten but you know what the statement still stands. Alfred bi SO real
5K notes
路
View notes
Text
Batman is so focused on losing his tiny shadow that he doesn鈥檛 realize there are actually three of them.
aka wanted to play with dynamic duo dynamics and i couldnt decide whether to give bats a kid, a preteen, or a dick hilariously close in age, but then, epiphany: all 3 at once. batdad speedrun
btw timmy got the other two interested in following batman around so they basically adopted batman, really



23K notes
路
View notes
Text
Bat claw
Just some scratch from the feral cat
Superbat (the batman ver), I really want to draw them 馃榿
917 notes
路
View notes