#COME BACK

[mellblogss]

I wonder if I was your hardest goodbye? Cause you sure as hell were mine.

[softincision]

[sam-spills-alot]

[wilsonmybeloved]

guys i cant stay in one fandom. my gravity falls obsession is back, and consequentially, my monster falls obsession

local faun boy has commited a crime, less local smelly statue is mad with him. more at 8

[rubydubydoo122]

Something I was Batman fans to Understand is that Jason ACTS Angry when he's Scared. It's a trauma response from the streets. If he showed he was scared he would've been dead.

When Jason is Angry though. If he's truly angry, and we see this throughout UTRH and Lost Days, If he's angry, he steeps in it.

Come closer.

He's not a Bull when he's angry, he's calculated when he's angry. He's a Bull when he's scared. He's Angry when he's Scared.

Obviously some comics aren't going to show that, because of how many writers there've been and favorite characters and such, but 'Death in the Family' and the last pannel of 'The Diplomat's son' is a good representation of Angry when Scared. 'Lost Days' is AMAZING with the angry when scared because when Talia shows him that he's been replaced, he's apathetic, and then goes to another room and starts crying. When he learns the Joker's still alive he starts trashing the room

Under the Red Hood is Jason's prime example of calculating while Angry, BECAUSE THAT ENTIRE PLAN!!! It was very well thought out and very well executed up until the final confrontation.

Robin!Jason not letting Alfred or Bruce see how upset he was that His father died is a perfect mix of both, because grief is a fickle thing.

ALSO! LETS SAY THIS TOGETHER PIT MADNESS IS NOT REAL

there are a lot of comics tho where I think the writers either hated Jason or didn't know what to do with him, so don't bring those up.

[tamanegi-san]

Read the panels right to left from here because yes

I saw the recent omake and remembered this saying where vampires couldn't see themselves in mirrors, so I applied that to these two cuz why not 😎✨

[vseahn]

mr gnost man i'll miss you :((

[maybanksprincess]

thinking about boyfriend!jj warming his hands up in your bra or pants when his hands are cold during winter time. <3

[existingillusion]

[eeerrrrewsd]

Make Up for Lost Time

Yearner! Bruce x reader-fluff, yearning

The clock ticked softly in the dimly lit bedroom, the sound almost deafening in the quiet. You were sitting on the edge of the bed, flipping absentmindedly through a book, though your mind barely registered the words. It had been days—weeks, really—since you had more than a fleeting moment with Bruce.

Wayne Enterprises, the city, Batman—they had all stolen his time. And you understood. You always did.

But that didn’t mean you didn’t miss him.

A soft creak of the door caught your attention, and before you could turn, a familiar warmth pressed against your back. Strong arms wrapped around you, pulling you into an embrace so tight, so desperate, that it knocked the breath from your lungs.

“Bruce—”

“Just let me hold you,” he murmured, his voice rough, almost hoarse. His face buried into the crook of your neck, and you felt his breath, warm and uneven against your skin.

You melted instantly, letting the book slip from your fingers as you leaned back into him. His grip tightened, as if afraid you’d slip away, as if you’d disappear like smoke between his fingers.

“I missed you,” he confessed, barely above a whisper. The words carried a weight that made your heart ache.

You reached up, threading your fingers through his dark hair, feeling the tension wound so tightly in his body. “I missed you too.”

He exhaled sharply, like he’d been holding that breath for days. His hands roamed gently, almost reverently, over your arms, your waist—like he was mapping you out again, committing you to memory, as if he hadn’t spent every night for years holding you in the rare moments he was home.

“I hate being away from you,” Bruce murmured, pressing a lingering kiss to the side of your neck. “I hate missing you like this.”

Your chest tightened at the raw honesty in his voice. Bruce didn’t say things like this often—he didn’t let himself—but right now, it felt like he was making up for every lost second.

You turned in his arms, cupping his face between your hands, forcing him to meet your gaze. His blue eyes were dark, heavy with exhaustion, longing, and something deeper—need.

“You’re here now,” you whispered. “That’s what matters.”

A flicker of something desperate passed through his eyes before he crashed his lips against yours, pouring every missed moment, every stolen night, into the kiss. It wasn’t gentle—it was hungry, urgent, like he was trying to pull you closer than physically possible.

Your fingers tangled in his hair as he deepened the kiss, his hands gripping your waist like he’d never let go. When he finally broke away, his forehead rested against yours, his breath ragged.

“I don’t want to waste another second,” Bruce murmured, brushing his lips against yours again, softer this time, like a silent promise.

You smiled against his mouth, your fingers tracing over his jaw. “Then don’t.”

And with that, Bruce pulled you impossibly closer, determined to make up for every lost moment.

[sammjammin]

local merchant cosplays god and summons satan to kill a teenager

[bepoucorp]

DETECTIVE BENNETT DONT LOOK BEHIND YOU THERES AN UGLY ASS MF!!

[matthewsmania]

natalie scatorccio you are so important to me please don’t get killed by a fatal dose of phenobarbital which your situationship accidentally injected into you while trying to save your life

[looker-bureau]

What kills me to think about is the fact that Bernard tells everyone TIM is missing and he can't find his BOYFRIEND TIM and so when he rounds up their neighbors and that one cop and they go rescue ROBIN and see him run and leap into his arms as he would his boyfriend, they gotta know.

[cryinganabell]

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