#actually kinda liked this

[fckbatmanhiskidsareminenow]

batfam meets the JL but it’s just the bat kids breaking into the watch tower during a debriefing or meeting to ask bruce the most mundane questions. they go about it like they’re interns that need to speak to the CEO during a board meeting. they walk over waving their hands and mouthing “i’m so sorry just need to ask batman something 😬” and then they lean over to bruce and ask something like “alfred wants to know if you’re gonna be home for dinner” and then they dip.

one of them started this when bruce didn’t answer their texts (it was probably tim or something) and now everyone does it.

[fanaticalthings]

Just a cute lil thought:

Since Bruce's kids all love to play around and hide in his cape as Robins, I wonder if he makes them blankets out of the same materials as his cape so they can have a piece of security when Bruce isn't there?

I remember in Dick and Jason's older comics (correct me if I'm wrong), they used to stay up late waiting for Bruce when he'd go out as Batman alone, so I'm gonna take this as confirmation that all his kids have done this at some point.

So now I'm totally gonna hc that in order to encourage his kids to not stay up late for him or as a way to help them feel more safe and secure when he's not there, he makes them all blanket replicas of his cape for them to snuggle with :')

And also just imagine his kids all grown up, and they STILL have the blankets with them, regardless of if they've moved out.

[aerequets]

the mortifying ordeal of being known

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I think with Yor being so perceptive, she picks up on little things often (like we saw in ch 103). i believe this would impact loid more so than the usual person, because he is a spy and fakes every part of himself, so to be seen is simultaneously desirable and horrifying. like, it makes him torn between wanting to accept and reciprocate the love, or distancing himself so that it doesn't happen again.

thats mostly what the last panel is about, that dichotomy between 'omg this person noticed this about me, is this love' and 'oh shit this person noticed this about me, is this Doom'

just some thoughts i had🤪

[ink-the-artist]

Video game I saw in a dream. It was in this low poly style like an older video game. You play as this character I think was meant to be a lamb, or maybe a weird mix of a lamb a mouse and a rabbit, (while not really looking like any of those things) and you’re running away from a wolf. Your objective is to last as long as possible before the wolf catches and eats you.

The house you’re running in is endless and bizarrely put together like most building interiors in dreams are (like the infinite toilet dream dimension on Reddit lol) the layout of the house is pretty detailed, you can stop and hide in places like closets or bins while the wolf looks for you, you can go up and down stairs and into rooms etc.

You never actually know where the wolf is or how close it is to you until it appears in your line of sight, it makes no noise and the game gives you no way of knowing where it is, and it’s pretty unpredictable it doesnt move at a consistent pace. When the wolf catches you there’s an animation showing it eating your character

[spoopdeedoop]

WYD WHEN MY GANG PULL UP !!!

[chloesimaginationthings]

FNAF Into the pit? More like into the daddy issues

[isjasz]

[Day 228]

The true way to finding the mending book /J

[salamispots]

more wips

[yaoisquidbob]

serious gaming

[peanuttoffee]

i sorta kinda waited for a reason to post this, and today seems to be perfectly reasonable :D

[stars-obsession-pit]

The sound of John Constantine’s incredulous voice entered the meeting room before his body did. “Fight an Infinite Realms ghost? Are you insane?! Do you want to get us killed?”

Zatanna spun and almost snarled at him. “What would you have us do then, Constantine? Maybe you’re okay with sacrificing people sometimes, but we’re the heroes. We can’t just let it keep wreaking havoc. There’s no reported deaths yet, but we don’t know how long that’ll last.”

He leaned against the wall nonchalantly and lit a cigarette. “Well, what’s it yelling about?”

“What?”

He took a long drag before continuing. “Realms ghosts– they’re basically immune to our magic, but they’re easy marks if you know how to deal with ‘em. They all have some sort of Obsession. Just work with that and they’re remarkably simple to manipulate.” His voice turned to a grumble, “Doesn’t mean they can’t be a huge pain in the fucking ass sometimes though.”

Tapping some ash off his cigarette, he looked straight back into the room again. “So… what’re they yelling about?”

[tooliltoolate]

I'm not very tall. I'm also not very handsome. I can't keep the conversation flowing like others, and I tend to make people feel awkward. I don't get the references people make, and I don't have any interesting talents. 

My self esteem has always been low. Of course, this doesn't mean it never fluctuates. Maybe I have a good conversation with someone, I accomplish something, or I get to eat good food. Conversely, I feel especially down and scrutinized whenever I have to speak in public, or when I'm made to repeat what I said. But in general, I've never had a good impression of… myself. It's paradoxical. I've also always thought myself to be smarter than everyone else. Academics is the odd one out; the only place where I've stood out was in school. I've always known this, and hated it to an extent. Because its cliche. Everyone knows the trope, intelligent but socially awkward, honest and smart but not much else. I've always, always wanted to be more than that, but I only fail. I'm not good at music, or at writing, or at art. I'm not good with people, or at sports, or with money. And I've tried, I've tried a lot. 

And I think that's one of the main flaws with how I view myself: it's always based on the perception of others. Fake it till you make it, be comfortable with yourself and you'll become more charismatic. I hate that stuff. I hate the idea that I have to compromise my very being to conform. I want to be loud, to proudly exert my joys and fantasies onto the world, but I'm also scared. A part of me does want to wow everybody. That's how I was as a kid after all, the star of the whole school. But what I really want is a hobby. You could say I like reading, but I don't mean that. Reading is passive, uncreative. Creating thoughtful analyses or critiques would be a different thing altogether. I would actually love to do that. But I don't. I love it when I read other people's analyses, but when I myself read, it's very rarely a thoughtful process. I'm not saying enjoying wonderful media is base or unhealthy or wasteful or whatever. Everyone should continue doing that. It's just not what I want my hobby to be. A hobby should be an art. Something you strive to improve in, no matter how dumb it is. It should be an avenue for creation, expression. And it should be personal. 

It's such a small thing, but as someone who basically only knows how to study, it's something I've always envied. I want to create, to just lose myself in the doing of something. Because that stretch of time, now that it's gone, can now only ever be mine and mine alone. I want to be so entrenched in a niche that I'd look incomprehensible to my friends. But that would be fine. Because all I want is to be a kid and be dumb again. Just make. Make up for the time in my childhood when I should have been making memories, but was instead studying. I want to carve out a few hours of my everyday where I don't have to impress anyone or be anxious for the future, but instead I just create all the dumb shit in my head, just create myself.

[nyerusnova]

yeah... things are pretty yikes right now in the current batfam storyline,

but at least Tim is rocking those thigh-high boots and I just wanted to appreciate that for a sec

[ashoss]

dad said it was my turn with juni ba's jason

[800db-cloud]

i like to imagine spy’s old dark grey suit is actually his company mandated uniform :)