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"stop joking about tragic incidents" my life is a tragic incident I think it's none of your business

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Series of “I’m Robin and being Robin gives me magic!”

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do you guys ever like forget you're interested in something until you start engaging with it again and you go "oh wait i'm like crazy crazy about this yeah"

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consuming mass amounts of media related to my hyperfixation isnt enough i need to eat it

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I want a fic where none of the JL believes that the batkids aren’t Batman’s biological children. There’s no way they can all be as creepy and broody and serious as him without being his offspring. It’s not possible.

And a select few being super adamant about it is how Batman finds out his kids are actually, in fact, his biological kids.

This leads to a full on, all out fight on the Watchtower. Every single batkid is shouting, arguing, yelling, screaming at Batman. Because it’s not true. It can’t be true. How the fuck did Batman not know this before the JL? Why are they finding out from a shitty presentation given by HAL JORDAN of all people?

It ends with Batman sprawled out in a chair, slumped so far down that his back is on the seat of the chair, his neck bent at a funny angle against the backrest, and he’s groaning.

“I regret being such a whore in my youth,” is all they can get out of him.

Tim, Jason, and Damian are all pretty easy to figure out how they’re his kids. He already knew about Damian of course, and Tim and Jason’s moms were both from Gotham it made sense.

It’s Dick who’s fully having a meltdown.

“WHEN DID YOU SLEEP WITH MY MOM? HOW DID YOU KNOW MY MOM? DID YOU MAKE HER CHEAT ON MY DAD? WHAT HAPPENED TELL ME WHAT THE FUCK?”

Bruce, whose head is spinning, vaguely remembers a very tipsy night he spent with a beautiful French acrobat. They’d both been 16, it was the summer. She said she was about to run away and join a different circus, she’d been perfecting her routines with the circus she was in with her parents, but they were stifling her creativity. This was her last night in Paris, and she wanted to spend it with the cute American boy who was there on vacation.

“WHAT DID YOU DO TO MY MOM?”

“I bought her fancy champagne and clapped when she showed me how bendy she was,” he groans.

Dick has a visceral, disgusted reaction. He flings himself back, Jason has to hold him up so he doesn’t fall, and then he launches himself back at Bruce to damn near strangle him.

“DON’T TALK ABOUT HER LIKE THAT!”

This is the worst day of Bruce’s life. Coincidentally, it’s the best day of Hal’s. He and Barry are eating popcorn.

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actually the best part of the new superman movie is the fact that lois and clark have been dating for only three months because that means clark fell so hard he told her his whole ass secret identity in 90 days. fucking u-haul lesbian behavior.

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At the end of the day, I think that Snyder was always trying to say that humanity doesn't deserve Superman, and that Superman sometimes thinks that himself.

While James Gunn is saying that we do. And that Superman WANTS to help. He loves humanity because humanity is all the best parts of him.

Snyder came in with his idea of what he wanted Superman to be. Gunn KNOWS who Superman really IS. And that's an important distinction.

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gonna start attaching this to emails

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when i first heard about the male loneliness epidemic i was like oh yeah close camaraderie and bonding between men is often discouraged in favor of competition or, if not discouraged, at least filtered through a lens of individualism that precludes deep connections. and then i learned what people meant by it (men arent getting laid) to which i say skill issue

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They call me robin cuz

Bird

...I forgot the joke :<

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Dick after Jason dies: I'm a failure of a brother. I don't deserve family, much less younger siblings.

Tim: bonjorno person I imprinted on as a toddler. Can I help solve crimes too?

Dick:

Dick: curse my weak, adoptable heart

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Cassandra Cain // Batgirl - 2000

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Bruce isn’t a bad father. He’s trying. God, he tries.

He wakes up early to make sure the kitchen is stocked with what Alfred calls “whatever chaos food the children have decided they need this week.” He skims case reports while figuring out how to bake eggless muffins for Damian’s new dietary phase. He installs bulletproof windows in everyone’s rooms and tracks all their phones, not because he wants to be controlling—he just needs to know they’re alive. That’s all. That’s everything.

And still. Still, one of them storms off at least once a week. They say he’s cold. That he doesn’t listen. That he only cares when they’re wearing the suit.

Tim told him to his face, “You’re a better partner than a parent.”

Jason once said, “You love Gotham more than your own kids.”

Even Dick - the one who used to crawl into Bruce’s lap after patrol and ask to play with his grapple—told him during a fight last month, “I don’t even know what you want from me anymore.”

He knows they don’t mean it. Or at least, that’s what Alfred says when Bruce sits in the dark study with untouched whiskey and half a report blinking on his office computer. But Bruce hears them. Every word.

So he stops trying so hard. Just a little. Just to breathe. Maybe if he gives them space, they’ll stop hating him so much.

It doesn’t help. Damian slams doors. Tim avoids him. Jason doesn’t even come by anymore. Cass gives him disapproving looks. Duke smiles awkwardly and leaves. And Dick smiles and nods and stays for dinner and leaves so early it’s like he was never there at all.

So Bruce locks his bedroom door that night. He doesn’t turn the lights on. He sits on the edge of the bed and drops his head into his hands.

He doesn’t sob. He’s Batman, after all.

But the shaking gives him away. His shoulders hitch. His breath stutters. And when the first tear hits the scarred skin of his palm, Bruce folds in on himself and lets it come. Silent, steady.

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1D OMEGAVERSE NONCON was what took out AO3

so, we all suffered through ao3’s recent downtime:

so i got curious, because i was bookmarking things when the site went down and wouldn’t it be funny if i was the one who broke it lmao (😔no it wasn’t me but i helped)

https://archiveofourown.org/bookmarks/2147483647 is this

absolutely iconic 10/10 no notes good job team 😂

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i want to mention that me and my boyfriend spent about 2 hours figuratively finding all the red strings like its a cold case

Hi! Local Village Weirdo here! Have you heard about the news (aka as my insane nerd theories)??

This ones about how that in the current Aquaman run he went through the omega portal to the absolute world?? I think its undeniable

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Hi! Local Village Weirdo here! Have you heard about the news (aka as my insane nerd theories)??

This ones about how that in the current Aquaman run he went through the omega portal to the absolute world?? I think its undeniable