#anYWAYS HERE ARE BABS :3

[bookwyrminspiration]

sometimes a family is a hardened woman in her dead best friend's body after 10000 years of mental soul prison, a stoic soldier unshakably committed to her dead best friend who carried around his fragmented skull for months to preserve his soul, said dead best friend who's also living in her body now but can never speak directly to her again and is destroying her by doing so, and a literal infant who just showed up living in someone else's 19 year old body

[acaiyatree]

what the fuck was the writer on when writing this

[lazaruspiss]

Im down to the last 5 on gotham knights most wanted quest <3 still have no fuckin clue how im supposed to track down the league of assassins guys tho ://

[most-datable-datable-bracket]

ROUND 3 MATCH 32

Mammon propaganda:

“He was done dirty in the first round, I hope he wins this time because he deserves it 

First of all, he hates you at the start but then he starts to like you but he exclaimed his hate too much at the start so he can't admit it 

Everyone knows that he likes MC, even his little D (who are demons familiars) thinks that they should date 

He is a classic tsundere but doesn't actually hurt you like other tsunderes but he is so bad at hiding his feelings that everyone is just ignores it 

He is the avatar of greed, meaning he is clingy which may be a turn away for some people but he cares for you so so much 

He has never turned into his demon form to hurt you (Asmo hasn't but he has tried to seduce you with his power)

Don't get me started on his story cards, he literally is so cute

He wants to be a mentor to Luke, like Lucifer was to him, he is only mean to Luke because he wants Luke to learn about how life isn't all sunshine and rainbows

He is also so hot, he is a bisexual panic 

He is bullied by his brothers but he cares for them so so much despite their bullying

I am so in love with him and have written so many fics about him 

Anyway, I'm going to stop here because otherwise I'll be here all day”

“First friend, first pact, practically the MC's first everything, he is a major Tsundere, he holds my heart hostage, I just want to smooch him, he and MC share a room, he is such a cute little bab, he does bully Luke (a child) but it's revealed that he just wants to show Luke that the world isn't all sunshine and rainbows and want help him figure things out

He is the cutest little guy, he cares for his brother 

His sin is greed so he does steal things from people but since lesson 1 he hasn't stolen anything from MC 

He wrote a song to propose 

Sure he is clingy but in a good way

He is so cute 

He adopted a child, which he had to leave in the care of witches and willingly let's the witches extort him 

There is so much that I can say about him but 1. Spoilers and 2. I don't think you want to read that much”

“OKAY SO. OH MY GOD. 

First person we're able to properly romance in game. AND FOR GOOD REASON. He's had MCs back from the beginning, hes the one real one in the game. He's always trying to protect us and its so nice. Puppy boy. He's so me as well??? Like he's such a doting boyfriend it's literally so cute. When MC had to go back up to Earth, he kept breaking the rotating schedule in order to call us more. He always gets MC gifts (avatar of greed love language being gift giving im gonna collapse) and he just drops the most romantic lines out of nowhere??? Like sir are you trying to give me a heart attack. He's the secretly traumatized comic relief. He has ADHD. He's canonically queer (MC doesnt have a set gender). He even likes Head pats. Vote Mammon.”

“HE'S SO PATHETIC AND CRINGEFAIL. I LOVE HIM”

Jaehee propaganda:

“only female love interest in MM, not included in the first round for SOME REASON, you literally go off and live your coffee shop au with her at the end of her route.”

“My lesbian wife. Open a bakery with her after convincing her that she doesn't have to give up her happiness to make money. She can pursue her passions. Also her backstory is so sad and I just wanna hug and kiss her and throw hands at her "family" for making her feel like she does. Also the Valentine's dlc, you get locked in the back of the bakery with her and... Yeah that's my wife. I love her dearly. Also can we just acknowledge that she's like the only path that involves almost none of the dramatic death defying nonsense. You're just gay and in love and it's beautiful”

[clockwayswrites]

via @flipwizardstarlight

#OOOOOOH BABY BOY#he has so many scars#glad and also a little disappointed he doesn't have a vivisection scar#would LOVE to see Jason's reaction to THAT little tidbit#like#'who hurt my Tuesday?!' and getting super worried about it#until danny is like 'oh yeah dont worry my friends went a little feral on the people who did that and they don't exist anymore'#and jason is just like 'well damn'#also another fun scene that is cute and sweet and fun idea:#danny hanging out with his hooker friends and didn't realize how late it was getting and someone rolls up tot he curb#tries to get danny thinking he is a new worker and maybe starts getting a little rough about it (just yelling for the moment)#tim was swinging through to find hood for something and is like 'we got a problem here?' and#one of the girls is like 'nah#'Hood's boy lost track of time and this guy was just being rude' and anyway#this is how tim finds out everyone thinks hood and jason are dating and that they have a mutual boyfriend

LOL 1) I am trying desperately to keep not!Writing generally happy lol. Like obviously Danny ended up in Gotham going by Nightingale but people have vote against angst... like I do in other fics. So no vivisection scars.

2) that would be a hilarious way for Tim to meet Danny but

3) I raise it that now Dick thinks Jason is a sugar daddy to Danny, Tim thinks Jason is dating a sex worker as Red Hood, Babs thinks Danny is a flirty tech person for Red Hood, Steph thinks Red Hood is a sugar daddy to Danny etc etc.

Cass has it all figured out as well as the fact that Danny is Not Normal.

[theonlyren]

Public Sylveon Announcement

So. It's Pride Month, and the Sylveon are out in droves, being the icons we all want them to be (they adore the attention). During this time, you may be tempted to catch one of these goobers, or perhaps be chosen by one, to raise and train as your own. That's great! As a trainer of a Sylveon for a whole decade, I'm intimately familiar with the ins and outs of this particular Eeveelution and will be glad to share some advice!

Without further ado, here's how you care for a newly caught Sylveon!

0: Don't.

Get yourself an Eevee, and earn your Sylveon.

Understand I'm not saying this with spite, this is genuinely a word of caution, a warning, if you will. Aside from the fact that catching a Sylveon during Pride is almost certainly an "impulse catch" that you may well not be ready to commit to, stop to consider for a moment just how Sylveon evolve. They require affection. Love. A step above "mere" friendship. They require a genuine connection to another that sparks perhaps one of the most unique and precious evolutions known to all 'mon. Straight up catching/adopting one not only skips that entire, critical step, but also more-than-likely deeply implies that the Sylveon you're catching/adopting had that connection and, one way or another has lost it.

We call this baggage and a lot of people aren't ready to deal with it. You could be inadvertently taking in a 'mon with separation anxiety, depression, nightmares and high stress, imposter syndrome, and more.

Start with an Eevee (A child of a Sylveon if at all possible ;D), and evolve it with a healthy baseline into a Sylveon, you'll both be much happier.

"But what if the Sylveon chose me and isn't leaving?"/"I'm aware of the risks, but want to commit to this anyway."

Well, dear reader, keep reading!

1: Be ready for touch.

Sylveon are titled "The Intertwining Pokemon" for a reason. They adore touch. They're hardwired to seek it. Quite literally my own Sylveon is sitting under my desk as I type this, with his feeler wrapped around my leg. It's his favorite place to be that isn't also in my bed. Their feelers can be off putting to a lot of people, especially after one realizes they're flesh and fur, but do not recoil from it, you'll break the poor bab's heart. Touch is how they explore and how they get a read on you and other pokemon (it's also how they lull prey into a false sense of security before they go for the throat, more on that later). Do not touch starve your Sylveon. For a blessing, their feelers are velvety soft and feel wonderful, at least, to most people. If you have other Pokemon, encourage them to get used to the feelers as well. I have a Zoroark on my team, and, though it took a while, he doesn't recoil at Vivi's feelers and lets him explore.

This all goes double for cuddles. Sylveon are perhaps the absolute worst of the Eeveelutions that still believe they're a lap Eevee once they evolve. A lot of trainers will try and tell you to discourage such behavior, since it will encourage them to pounce on other people, but, in my experience, Sylveon are rather adept at knowing who to not pounce on. As long as you're the primary pounce person, your Sylveon will seldom jump on other people that it doesn't consider a friend and knows not to pounce on.

2: Be ready for high-maintenance.

Sylveon (most of them, at least) are spoiled brats in one way or another. It's a common "trap" most trainers fall into when raising one, a lot of the ways you can show one affection as an eevee is to go above and beyond for it in one way or another, and they will get used to that. My Sylveon, as an example, loves baths, and practically requires one daily. Other Sylveon may require a battle on the weekly, or high quality food, or long, scenic walks, or, Arc-save-you, all of the above. They're a very high-energy, high-maintenance Eeveelution, beaten out only by Jolteon.

3: Be ready for noise.

Oh they YELL. Sylveon are talkative little buggers, and the moment something goes amiss they will cry about it. If they're having fun they will cry about it. If they're bored they will cry about it. If they know Hyper Voice, Lord-in-heaven they will cry about it. You can train one to be quiet on demand, but use such commands sparingly, as frequently telling them to "quiet down" will make one start to question if you're mad at it or appreciate it. Which leads us to-

4: Temper your emotions.

Another aspect about Sylveon is they use their feelers to channel a calming Fairy-type energy that quite literally reads your emotions and dulls hostility. This makes them great therapy Pokemon, as it makes it damn near impossible to be mad if one's around, and great hunters, as it makes it damn near impossible to fear for your life when it goes in for the kill! It also, perhaps frustratingly, makes it damn near impossible to be mad at them if they misbehave. And they're a fairy-type, they will misbehave at some point. All a Sylveon wants to feel is love and joy, understandably, but other emotions exist for a reason, and both you and your Sylveon will have to learn to channel and process those emotions in a healthy, controlled manner, as this will reliably get the both of you back to feeling the love and joy you're likely seeking. This process is different for everyone, and Arc-knows I'm far from a licensed therapist, but it's still important to learn how to figure out anger and sorrow with a Sylveon around, and the both of you will need to train yourselves to work through your feelings.

5: Be ready to play.

I'm lucky, I have other mons that'll be playmates for Vivi at the drop of a hat. But one thing I've observed with Sylveon as a whole is that they all need playtime and playmates, and if you don't have other Pokemon that can be your Sylveon's playmate, guess what, bud - that means you're the playmate! Even if you do have other mons you are still a valid playmate!

Buy toys.

Squeaky toys, tug-ropes, ribbons, balls, feathers, and dolls are all fantastic toys for your Sylveon, and if one brings a toy to you, you'd best engage, unless you want an express example of lesson 3. Thankfully, most Sylveon are happy with short and quick play sessions. My own is happy with maybe three rounds of fetch or a brief tug-o-war session before it'll go back to happily cuddling up next to me, but all Sylveon are different in varous ways. Trust your instincts and you'll be able to easily tell when your Sylveon is content.

6: They are smart.

Sylveon are beat out only by Espeon in the overall intelligence category. Being mostly modern/urban life adapted Pokemon that usually spend all their lives around humans, they pick up pretty quickly on language, social cues, tools, and so on. Intelligence is always a wavering factor among all Pokemon, but, on the whole, expect your Sylveon to be far more clever than your average Growlithe or Yamper, and respect that intelligence. It may not ever speak Galarian to you, but it could very well learn to read, open doors, work a TV remote or even keyboard, steal your phone, visit and buy from stores, and so on.

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And there we have it! Past all this, all the standard methods for training and caring for Pokemon apply! Sylveon, on the whole, are quite amicable, and most are perfectly content to chill out and cuddle when they aren't being high-chaos gremlins. They're fantastic battlers as well, with great durability, utility, and surprising potential for damage, amplified only by the love and friendship you provide one.

Give a Sylveon love, and - capital L - Love is what you get in return.

[sirwow]

hey guys i think we over staffed this shift ANYWAYS i wanted to draw alot of interns so heres alot of interns. In order left to right; Wally (me!!), Mochii (@mochiiniko), Jay (@herosplatling-replica), River (@emo-hermit), Desert (@fufupng), Babs Possession (@possessable), Victor (@emphasis-on-the-oopsie), Mish (@m3llowm1sh), Jeff (Fiascone on discord), Sof (@granat-sof), Ami (@i-want-to-do-things), Mal (@pokeblog123), Marie (@lolatulips), and Handtern (@nightmun) ohmygod that took too long to tag AGH. anyways! i have thoughts on each and they'll be under the cut if youd like to read

Wally - i mean its me, no comment here other then fix your posture man Mochii - The hair is surprisingly fun to draw! She's probably about to deck Wally again tho. Jay - Wings my beloved, I saw you drawing her mostly with her wings now so i wanted to fit that. River - you already know hermit. BITES Y Desert - Her hair makes me angry in both pixel art and normal art. i mean its really pretty but dies BP - thank you for being simple <3 also i looove to draw the hair its so fun Vic - Shiftay boe.. thinking about Wally-Vic dynamic forever even if they would only actually talk once. Mish - i took your nose privileges BITCH /lh Jeff - Jay wont see this but they're /gen so silly, would get electrocuted with again. Sof - The only thing in that brain is minerscales /pos, Also fun belt to draw Ami - Imagine your doctor coughing into their scarf and you getting electrocuted from it. just a funny thought lol Mal - Basically PJ's and a coat gang, thought it be fun to turn the lose hairs to look like those old tv connectors to reference the robot connection Marie - Gaslight, Gatekeep, Girlboss; girlie looks like shes going to a gala but its actually just underpaid intern work Handtern - Alright ill be honest this is my personal favorite, i adore handtern and i really need to draw them more!!

[scintillyyy]

anyways, out of historical curiosity after finding those old ship manifestos, i went searching through the archive of the dc fic index lj (last seemingly updated ~2006), to see a bit how fandom landscape has changed. so without further ado, here's some numbers:

dick/babs came in at 47 fic entries archived (tho z tells me that at the time dickbabs shippers had their own yahoo archive)

dick/kory at 9 fics archived

dick/donna has 3 fics

dick/wally has 6

dick/roy at 112 fics archived

dinah/babs comes in at 38 entries

dinah/ollie at 8

kon/bart has 39 entries

kon/bart/tim has 39 entries

bart/tim has 44 entries

bernard/tim 22 entries

booster/ted 61 entries

bruce/clark 96 entries

bruce/talia has 1 entry

bruce/selina 27 entries

clark/lois 15 entries

steph/cass has 29 entries

cassie/kon 7 entries

cassie/kon/tim 8 entries

cassie/cissie 8 entries

cissie/greta had a whole 4 entries (good for you, girls)

dana winters drake has 7 fics under her name (people used to remember she exists!)

jack drake has 14 for him

and janet only 1 (and i read it, it's only 100 words and she's called cathy in it agsgajsjs but at least she doesn't seen like a bad mom)

timkon as the juggernaut at 290 entries

and finally tim/steph has 47 entries

now a lot of the lj era heyday was during the tt03 run & infinite crisis and OYL and all that, which makes sense as to why timkon was so huge in particular. also in fandom in general m/m fics do tend to outrun het and f/f pairings by a mile, so those having much larger numbers doesn't surprise me. a lot of these numbers also reflect the status quo of comics at the time--wally and dick were merely seen as best friends while dick was having a ton of UST with roy in the outsiders and that wouldn't change until yja. i don't particularly ship timber, but bringing bernard back didn't actually come out of nowhere--there was some past precedence in fandom (as much as i wish it were ives, instead).

[armed-with-a-waffle-iron]

Barbara Gordon's Age

The claim that Babs was "de-aged" to accommodate a romance with Dick Grayson is bullshit, illiterate and frankly sexist.

Babs was first "de-aged" in Secret Origin #20 during a time where nothing romantic was going on between Dick and her. So as of 1987, Babs was already around 18 when she became Batgirl. Barbara was portrayed younger to introduce the theme of Babs as a "gifted child", and the adversity and complications that come with that. Meanwhile, Dick, who became Robin at around 11/12, was already a Teen Titan and well into his Robin career when Batgirl arrived on the scene. So give or take, Post-Crisis Babs was only around 3 years older than Dick, more than 10 years before any romance plot-lines were planned.

1997 gave us Batman Chronicles #9, depicting Babs and Dick's first team-up and the 1987 age-gap seems to hold even though their flirty back-and-forth of the 1970s has returned.

Batgirl (2000) #45 confirms that Babs was Batgirl at 18. It is possible that she became Batgirl when she was younger too.

Babs' age then changed slightly during 2003's Batgirl: Year One. But again, this age change is to serve her story, not her romance with Dick. So a few things are important here when it comes to Babs' timeline.

First is her height. Babs is tall and always has been; standing at 5'11".

5'11"! That's taller than Dick too! And yet, during Batgirl: Year One, she is rejected from the GCPD and FBI for "not meeting the minimum height requirement".

This means that Babs must have become Batgirl before she stopped growing. So she is at most 16 when she became Batgirl. Again, Dick is already an established vigilante and Teen Titan in Batgirl: Year One. So, per Batgirl: Year One, Babs is at most 2 years older than Dick. Batgirl: Year One, although it isn't afraid to play with it, is not centred around Babs and Dick's romance; it's centred around Babs' journey to establish herself as Batgirl. The age change is there to introduce further adversity and amp up Babs' tenacity and skill, as it did in 1987.

There are two more clues, one from Detective Comics: 1) Despite their more than palpable chemistry, Babs initially saw Dick as too young and reckless (Batgirl: Year One #8). 2) Babs and Dick ended up going to "high school prom" together (Detective Comics 1940 #871).

For both of these things to be true, I'd say Dick is between 1 and 2 years younger than Babs and probably graduated high school young, just as Babs did. OR, Babs didn't go to prom in her own senior year (maybe because she was young) and "her high school prom" was actually at Dick's.

There's no further age retcon from here and age retcons were never about pairing her with Dick anyways. I get that some people don't ship these two, that's fine, but it's no reason to make aggrieved, sexist and illiterate claims about Barbara.

[apopcornkernel]

been thinking too hard about my batman mob au. so i would like to share it. this is so long im sorry let me put it under a cut

i want to begin by saying that i think the only way bruce could feasibly become a mob boss is if he was able to be swayed to see that "clean" methods would genuinely do no good and in fact succeed in achieving more harm due to how much corruption and crime permeates the system. i think it would take a LOT to convince bruce of this, so he's kind of the hardest character to put in a mob au. however for the sake of fun we will suspend our disbelief a little bit!

okay, moving on, alfred: he's long been proven to be bruce's biggest enabler. i think he would get over it and end up helping him as he does as batman

as for dick: ooh boy. okay. so first of all i DO think bruce would let him kill zucco. however!! i think as dick grows up within the mob his strong code of morals will also begin to conflict with the lifestyle. but he's stuck there because bruce. insert all those posts about how dick grayson loves freedom and he also loves bruce and those things are at constant war with each other and because he loves bruce he sometimes clips his own wings. etc etc. i think he is the talia al ghul of this whole sitch if you get what i mean

speaking of talia!!! i believe her father would still be at odds with bruce bc yes, bruce is in crime, but bruce refuses to join with the league. so they semi-preserve their canon dynamic, except i think there's more opportunity for cooperation between talia and bruce considering talia's lexcorp era. in fact i do believe that lexcorp and waynecorp would become business allies during talia's time as ceo

but jason isn't dead. what his kidnappers hoped to do was turn him against his benefactor, taunt him about how it's been months and bruce still hasn't been able to save him, had refused to save him. but one night the door's left ajar and the sound of the TV drifts in, talking about how bruce is waging a bloody gang war, the first he's ever instigated, and jason... well. :)

as for jason—i think he would be the most loyal of the bunch. the first thing i actually dreamed up wrt this AU was a reimagining of ditf/utrh! in here, he's kidnapped by a rival gang. they demand bruce an impossible ransom, and bruce has no choice but to refuse. so bruce is sent a video of jason being killed.

"but poppy," you ask. "where's babs? tim? steph? cass? helena? jpv?" ok let's be real people aren't usually asking about the last 2 rip my babygirls BUT ANYWAYS—

the most important figure is HELENA. in the absence of batman, guess who's becoming the foremost protector of gotham??? EXACTLY. HELENA BERTINELLI. her whole backstory is that she wants to bring organized crime down SO WHO BETTER TO BE THE MAIN ENEMY IN A BATMAN MOB AU.

also because i love her.

im not biased i swear.

ALSO HER FIRST "ROBIN" (not necessarily named robin i just mean like. sidekick) IS JAMES COOPER FROM CAVALIERI'S HUNTRESS. CHUCK DIXON I HAVE NOT FORGIVEN YOU FROM ERASING HIM FROM MAIN CONTINUITY. he doesn't go out into the field that much bc he's still baby but he's the oracle before oracle. although when he does go into the field he's like. remember in cavalieri huntress where he was scurrying arohnd in the sewers and planting fucking grenades and shit. yeah.

later on he and babs will be best buddies <3 babs is his favorite aunt

ALSO!!! the rest of james' family will still be alive. idgaf. it's MY au and i can randomly reveal that his family has been alive all along IF I WANT TO. comic writers stop killing black people off for shock value challenge 2k24

also, james is ABSOLUTELY the one who wheedled helena into making a lair

babs does join the fray still! her story arc is mostly the same except that she partners with the huntress instead of batman. their ages are closer together so it's a slightly different dynamic

tim will remain a civilian. he will, however, be a very helpful civilian, in that he's the one who's stalking dick grayson & trying to prove that dick's involved in organized crime. him and dick will have the saddest tragickest "we could've been brothers. but not in this life. not ever." type of relationship. like jaderoy but platonic.

also tim & helena will have the same littlebrothernephew relationship that they have in canon 🫶🫶🫶🫶🫶

i guess jpv will get roped in in a similar way to canon, but the idea of bane doing what he did to helena makes me so so sad :( however since she is taking batman's narrative space in this story then i think it should still proceed. i will then also insert a little bit of the vichelena agenda here—

in the wake of bane, JPV WILL STILL STEP IN AS HUNTRESS. "but they'll know he's not a woman" COWARDS. just give him a dye job and he'll look like helena. all white people look the same. he can pad the fucking suit or he can get the fuck out.

as for steph, she will absolutely be a vigilante alongside the huntress. her father is still cluemaster, after all, so she'll follow a similar arc to canon except it's helena and not bruce that she'll develop a complex mentor relationship with!!

i think helena can see a little of herself in steph. i think part of helena envies steph's moral compass also. iirc at steph's age, helena still thought her mafia family was okay & that it was just the people who killed them that were bad. yet steph, who's half her age, has no such illusions about her father, and is already fighting to try and bring him down

cass!!!! cass will still come to gotham!!!!! i can't see a way for cass to be on bruce's side in this au simply bc of how strong her morals are. she killed a man and never ever wanted to kill again, even with shiva where it was kill or be killed, she had already made up her mind to let herself be killed in the end. so she is going to be on the vigilante side :]

also, it would be amazing for me personally if cass came to gotham during azbats (...azhuntress?) era. ohhh lord. a situation RIPE for incredible interactions

i still haven't read damian & duke comics properly yet so that's going to have to be added in the future. but that's what's been rattling around in my brain so far!

[northoftheroad]

I know I just gave you an ask and you must be super busy, but what do you think abt Dickory vs Dickbabs?? Personally, I think Dickory is way better but in Tom Taylor’s run and the current runs, Dickbabs is the main ship. Anyways, I just wanted your opinion on it :D

Also thoughts on Tom Taylor’s run? I thought about it and I kinda have mixed feelings. On one hand, it’s great for fanservice and has some super cute and funny moments. On the other hand, the characters and their relationships are kinda one dimensional. Thoughts?? Take your time and thanks if you answer! <3

Hi, As I've said before (and I'm going to quote myself from older posts here quite a lot, if you happen to come across them 😉 ), I'm fine with both pairings as long as it's well written. I guess a lot of fans lean towards preferring what they grew up with and such like. I'm old enough to have started reading Batman when the idea of another Robin than Dick Grayson was ludicrous, and read the NTT in my slightly older teens. So I definitely have a nostalgic feeling for Dick/Kory.

I think they worked well because they were so different; they each learned from the other and grew as people. Being with Kory helped Dick become more emotionally open after some ten years of growing up with Bruce and Alfred. In NTT # 26, he talks about how he is too introspective and that Batman taught him to be guided by his head, not his heart. And in turn, I'd say Kory learned not always to be ruled by her emotions, and Dick helped to ground her on Earth. They had their fair share of problems, one obstacle was their different approach to relationships and sex. While Starfire is fine with being married to another guy, for reasons of state, but live with Dick, it takes Dick quite some time to come to terms with that he loves Kory enough to get over that. Dick and Kory were one of the most stable and loving couples in DC for over ten years. Now, in superhero comics, writers and/or editoral make the rules. There were plans to let them get married, but as far as I remember a change of editorial led to that being scrapped. We got Dick being raped by Mirage instead, and eventually, the couple split up. Disregarding that, I think you could very well see them growing apart. They were young when they started dating. I guess they were a couple for two-three years? At that age, it's not unreasonable to think they developed in ways that made them decide to go their separate ways.

If Dick and Kory were good because they were poles apart, I'd say Dick and Barbara are more alike. They have both worked with Batman; they are originally street-level detectives and athletes; they are used to work in similar ways. I could see them as a slightly more mature couple than Dick and Kory, being more in sync and relaxed with each other because they have similar backgrounds and shared experiences. (Which, of course, could make them a more boring couple in fiction…) I'm not a fan of the retcon that they've been friends since school, but they did work occasionally together as youngsters, so it can still make sense to write them as really good friends, imo. I honestly think Dick and Kory have been written as a good couple more than Dick and Barbara. Maybe things had been different if Devin Grayson had got the chance to tie up her long arc with Dick in Nightwing vol 2. Not that I think her run was without its problems, but it would presumably have been better if she had got the opportunity to finish what she started. The ending (or rather the absence of a decent ending) of her run, and the fact that the first Nightwing stories after Infinite Crisis were downright cringeworthy, has soured my impression of her writing of Dick/Babs. So I guess editorial decisions have ruined both Dick's most important relationships…?

I don't know if you're new to the debate about Dick/Kory vs. Dick/Barbara? Because it's sometimes a heated discussion, with people claiming he doesn't deserve either of them, he mistreated one or the other etc.

(Here's what Barbara herself had to say about Dick, by the way. In Birds of Prey # 71. By Gail Simone, art Ron Adrian and Rob Lea.)

I can definitely work myself up too much about fictional characters myself, but there are a few things I try to keep in mind… Fictional characters have no agency. Creators and editoral use them to tell stories (and sell stuff…). Don't get angry at fictional characters or, even worse, real people who love them. Also, reading comics is a lot about filling in the blanks between panels, and different readers can put a book down with very different pictures of what has happened. You can absolutely find examples where Dick has been written as behaving badly against both of them. Sometimes, it's a reasonable part of the writer's long game, sometimes it actually is bad and out-of-character writing. (And if you look, you can find examples where the women have been written as behaving badly against Dick too.)

Honestly, the most important thing for me when it comes to Dick and relationships is that he takes them very seriously indeed. Dick has not had a lot of one-night stands and is on record as saying he's not comfortable with casual sex. When he had one with Helena/Huntress, he wanted to talk about starting a relationship just because of that. When he (fake) married a girl to try to expose her as a murderer, he still avoided to sleep with her, and then he offered to stay with her when the case was closed, because he felt bad for deceiving her. Outside the blasted annual, I don't know of any time he was written as (knowingly) having sex with someone while he's in a relationship with another. Girls tend to break up with him, not the other way around. I'm sure other people have different ideas, and it can vary between writers and eras, but I think you can read Dick as someone who likes to be in a relationship, to be intimate with someone – but who's not into casual sex.

When it comes to Tom Taylor's run, I pretty much agree with you. I don't hate it, as some people seem to do, but I think the art has been the best part. It's mostly been pretty meh, TT has at several times spoken about how Nightwing is an A-lister among DC superheroes, but I don't think he shows it. And here and there he produces some really nice panels/pages (sometimes it's up to debate whether the characters are out of character or not). We're heading towards the end of his and Bruno Redondon's run and they've hinted he's going to stop being Nightwing. As if we need a third period of Dick not being Nightwing in three years… 🙄 The best writer of Nightwing vol 4 was Sam Humphries, in my opinion. Unfortunately, it was very short.

Ok, this post has definitely gone on long enough... but if you want to go deeper into the rabbit hole, here are some earlier posts.

[acaiyatree]

I find it so funny whenever tom t/ylor implies that Babs couldn't do anything when she was on her wheelchair

Nightwing #75

or even just outright says that babs is useless as oracle through his writing (though this won't be the focus of this post.)

Nightwing #84

Now, I won't be focusing on the latter point as we already know that babs as oracle became the backbone of the superhero community. as a sort of living library of intel for all. as a technological prowess able to get in most technological spaces. as a mentor for many, a leader for the Birds of Prey, a brain for the Justice League, a matriarch for the batfamily. i don't need to tackle all that, we all know that.

BUT tom t/ylor implying that babs hasn't done much physical stuff when she was on her wheelchair is very much something untrue, have a compilation of which i won't site where they're from because i'm lazy and i just wanna get this out of my system :

oh, and also remember that one time babs was implied to have dealt with 2 LEAGUE OF ASSASSINS MEMBERS on her own?

But yeah, anyways. needless to say: babs can take care of herself. whether that be with her on a wheelchair or with the weird spinal thingy she has going on.

[idontknowreallywhy]

Estera Ch 8 - Deliver

(Where we’re up to… Prologue - Stars are Only Visible in Darkness, Estera - 1 - Colour, 2 - Dinosaur, 3 - Shoes, 4 - Thunderbird, 5 - Lesson, 6 - Safe, 7 - Gull)

(Recrudescence by @sofasurf)

Where is Scott off to? Why is EOS in ‘self-care mode’? What is Estera doing with the teaspoons? What’s got into Babs? And who is the mysterious figure drinking cocktails by the sea? Some answers below…

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A thrill of excitement ran through him as the small jet took off, which was entirely unrelated to the process of piloting it. Tracy Two always frustrated him. A very decent aircraft - nothing Brains created was anything but excellent - but she was incredibly dull compared to One. Sluggish. Mind you most things were.

Her primary advantage this evening was *not* being Thunderbird One.

Entirely by accident, when he’d told Virgil he wasn’t going to fly for a bit, he’d actually referred to piloting One. So this way he was keeping to the letter of his promise, if not quite the spirit.

And One, for all her merits, was a bit melodramatic in launch. Not the most stealthy exit.

Anyway he should be back before they woke, assuming he could nudge the air-slug into something approaching a respectable speed.

He grinned and pushed the throttle to max

“Good Evening, Scott Tracy”

He nearly leapt out of the seat in surprise.

“EOS?! But I disabled comms. How did you get around it?”

“I’m not on the comm. I thought it prudent to download myself into Tracy Two’s computer system for the duration of your trip.”

Scott felt a flash of betrayal and then embarrassment at his foolishness for believing an AI could be a reliable confidant.

“So you can spy on me for John. Perfect.”

“That is inaccurate. John is unaware of our mission. He has access only to my databank archive from a little before dawn yesterday. The rest of me is here. With you.”

“Oh.”

“It occurred to me that you might value company during the journey to and from your intended destination.”

She wasn’t wrong. He was self-aware enough to know that, depending on the outcome of this, the return trip might be… emotional.

“That is very thoughtful of you EOS. Thank you.”

“I have an immense capacity for thought.”

“You certainly do.”

He was lost in his own for a while, trying to steel himself for all the possible outcomes of his plan.

“Are you still quite confident that your plan is a good one, Scott Tracy?”

Again with the apparent reading of his mind.

“Yes. As confident as I can be. I need to know the truth, EOS, can you understand that?”

“Naturally. I want to know the truth of everything.”

He hesitated, trying to work out how to explain it better.

“But I understand that, to you, the knowledge of some truths is more important than others. For example, those upon which you base vital decisions, your belief in the trustworthiness of other individuals, or those upon which you formulate your understanding of self.”

“That’s… a good summary. Yes. This is one of those.”

“I calculate your eta as 1.5 hours. In the meantime would you be content to answer more questions?”

“Fire away.”

“I have come across the concept known as ‘The Dad Joke’ in my research. John has not yet had time to elaborate and I hoped that you might be able to do so.”

“EOS, my friend, it would be my pleasure.”

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For most of Monday morning the clock on the staffroom wall appeared to be going in reverse.

She was beginning to admit to herself that the headteacher may have been been right in his insistence there was no way she should have been in work so soon after the drama of Friday. The ten children who had been involved had been told to take the week off and he’d already arranged a supply teacher for the remaining 20. Estera had dutifully showed up anyway because she wasn’t sure what else to do with her time. It was a Monday, it was term time so… she went to school because that’s what she did.

Sadly having no class to teach and nobody to talk to while she tried to focus on marking and lesson plans, meant she had as much time alone with her thoughts as if she’d stayed at home in bed.

She tidied the stationery cupboard and the little kitchenette. Gave the tea-stained mugs a proper scrub. Made sure all the teaspoons faced the same way in the drawer.

She stepped in to help with lunchtime playground duty, giving her grateful colleague a chance to catch up on their paperwork. A good distraction and pretty uneventful until she had to intervene in a fight between three children over who had broken a leg off an action figure. She may have been slightly sharper than usual - the small faces were shocked - but it was everything she could do not to be sick when she caught sight of the blue and grey uniform the tiny plastic man was wearing. Honestly?

Today?

The kids ran off into the field leaving the little leg behind. They’d probably want that later. Sighing, she bit her lip and picked it up, shoving it into her coat pocket without looking at it. It felt heavy.

She called it quits shortly after. Bez would be happy to see her a couple of hours early, maybe they could have an extra long walk. Or a run… that might be good to blow away some of the dusty cobwebs that seemed to be multiplying in her brain. What with those and all the ghosts she had a promising haunted house developing.

She shivered despite her big coat.

As she headed to reception to sign out, she found herself slowing as she tried to interpret the strange noise floating down the corridor towards her. The school receptionist and self appointed security guard, Barbara, was a formidable woman somewhere in her early 60s who had never, in Estera’s memory cracked so much as a smile. Yet this sounded for all the world like laughter… no. ‘Tittering’… was more the word.

What on earth had got humourless Barbara giggling like the year 6 girls at the school disco?

She crept towards the doorway and peered around. Sure enough, Barbara had a broad smile and a flush in her cheeks. There was only one other person in reception, presumably a parent, a tall gentleman in jeans and blue shirt, who was leaning casually on the counter with his back to Estera. And clearly saying something much to the older woman’s approval as a another peal of laughter echoed around the reception.

Was Barbara… flirting??

“I’ll make sure they are delivered as soon as possible for you Mr… oh I’m so sorry, I didn’t catch your name?”

He chuckled but didn’t respond.

If Estera had been any way inclined to gossip she would have just hit the goldmine. As it was, she was sorely tempted to abandon a lifetime of discretion… because wow… she smothered a laugh of her own.

Uhoh, she’d been caught! Barbara locked eyes with her and they gleamed oddly.

“Why, you are in luck - we can deliver the first one right now!” She waved an envelope in Estera’s direction and beckoned her forward.

The parent turned and her heart sank.

Oh.

She wasn’t sure she had slept enough to deal with this. She wasn’t sure there was any point in the last year that she’d slept enough to deal with this.

Or the last ten.

She forced herself to meet his painfully familiar blue gaze and they both froze for a moment as a tidal wave of emotion passed between them. She knew with absolute certainty that he was reliving the moment they first met the same as she was. It was all she could do not to scream out loud.

Her legs threatened to give way as a full decade of guilt landed on her shoulders but she steeled her spine and lifted her chin in defiance. She couldn’t let this beat her.

Well aware that if she didn’t act normally it would be her that was the subject of staffroom gossip, she walked over with a carefully crafted expression of unconcerned mild surprise and managed to force out an even

“Hello Mr Tracy, it’s nice to see you again”.

To her very great astonishment it was he that looked incredibly awkward and confused as he stood there with his left hand rubbing the back of his neck. A slight cringe made him seem like a young boy who’d been caught somewhere he shouldn’t have.

“I’m so sorry, I didn’t mean to intrude. I was just…” he glanced at Barbara who was paying rapt attention “… passing and thought I’d deliver these for the children.” He gestured towards a little stack of envelopes on the reception desk.

Barbara rapped his arm with the larger envelope she was holding.

“Oh, and you. There is also one for you.”

He took it and held it out, avoiding eye contact. She could have sworn it shook in his hand as she accepted it.

He cleared his throat and straightened up.

“I’d best not keep you. It was lovely to meet you, err…”

“Call me Babs”

Estera put the image of the the receptionist fluttering her eyelashes to the back of her mind to properly appreciate later. Right now she was torn between saying something appropriately meaningful before the man disappeared forever and her intense curiosity about what was in the envelope.

“Yes. Right. Thank you again.”

His gaze flicked back to Estera.

“See you around, maybe.”

And he was gone.

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She sipped her subtly pink cocktail and pulled her headscarf a little closer against the sea breeze. Her leather-jacket-clad target sat with his back to her at a small table outside the cafe on the other side of the little car park. He’d changed table twice and was clearly considering doing so again, if the fidgeting was anything to go by. He bent down and tucked a folded coaster under one leg of the table and sat up again before picking up the simple menu and studying it at length. For probably the 5th time. He’d had two cups of coffee so far and it looked likely a third was in the offing.

She placed a delicate hand into her clutch bag and nudged open her compact which perched on top.

“John, darling? It’s been nearly an hour. If he’s waiting for someone, I’m not sure they are coming.”

“How is he looking?”

“Agitated. Nervous? Not unwell. Are you absolutely sure the poor man isn’t just waiting on a date?”

“However he knows this woman it’s connected to… Bereznik… somehow. Given recent events we need to ensure he’s not at risk.”

“Of course. Well I’ll remain here for the moment and… hello.”

Scott had straightened up in his chair as a warmly wrapped figure stepped on to the patio and approached his table.

“I think we may have our girl.”

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[gamesception]

Sception Reads Cass Cain #39

Batgirl (2000) #19 - October 2001 Writer: Kelley Puckett..........Pencils: Damion Scott Inks: Robert Campanella.....Colors: Jason Wright

Another memorable one shot story in what has become the definitive Cass Cain story mold. I don't think I'll have too much to say about this issue specifically. Those who were fans back in the day surely remember it, and if you're new to Cass's Batgirl run then as always for this early period it's a good book and I encourage you to go out and read the issue for yourself, especially since work has been busy this week, so I don't really have time to go through this issue in detail.

Still, by way of brief recap, this is the one where Cass is patrolling extra hard, determined that literally nobody in Gotham should die that night, when she's distracted by a news broadcast:

Wait, whatever state Gotham is in has the death penalty? Then why do all the super criminals never yadda yadda cinema sins ding sound.

The guy himself is super stoic about it. No sign of repentance or reflection or regret, but he's clearly accepted what's about to happen and determined to face it with some degree of dignity.

But then cast abducts him mid-execution

Only to be stopped by the mother of the woman he killed. I know I'm rushing through this summary, but just, the faces in these panels are so good. Cass's pleading and heartbreak, the woman's implacable stone-faced determination in the face of this demon-looking vigilante, the way the murderer, shocked out of his stoicism, can't bring himself to face this woman. Also just thematically, the metaphor here for Cass's own internal struggle with guilt, that no matter how much she's changed, no matter how much good she does as Batgirl, the man she killed, someone's son, maybe someone's father, is still dead, and she can never change that. It's extremely blunt and on the nose, but it works.

So anyway, back the murderer goes, only now that his stoic shell has broken he can no longer face his end with peaceful dignity. All Cass managed to achieve was to make his death more horrific.

And of course we find out that the reason Cass was so determined that nobody should die is that this was the anniversary of the murder she committed. Which of course is a very Bruce-like sort of sentimentality.

....

We've seen this sort of stand alone episodic one shot from Cass several times now. As much as I like the more serialized stuff playing with her various relationships to Bruce, Babs, the rest of the Bat family, or her dad, or her mom (as of yet unconfirmed by canon), these sorts of one shots really do seem to be the stories og Cass worked best in, the stories she was designed for even. While we've talked about this before, here a short bullet-point review of what defines a classic 'Cass Cain story' from her early Batgirl period

Stand alone story. One issue of the comic, one complete story. It might presume familiarity with Cass's character and background, but they're generally meant to be satisfying even if this is your first introduction to Cass.

Human focus. Cass's stories are concerned not with aliens and demigods and magic and science so fictional it might as well be magic and other larger-than-life comic book tropes, rather they're focused on relatable human characters, regular people trying to survive in a dispassionate world.

Somber tone. Cass's stories aren't upbeat action adventures where good triumphs over evil. The overall tone isn't fun, it's sorrow, grief, isolation, where light and hope are all the more precious for how rare and fragile they are.

'Street level' antagonists / no costumed criminals. This is arguably necessary to maintain the above focus and tone, but no super villains whose bombastic gimmicks and personalities would distract from the humanity of the everyday people around them. Even in the rare case when an enemy has super powers - "Meta" in issue 3, Kenny in issue 10, the cybernetic assassin in issue 18 - they're still dressed in more or less normal clothes and treated as regular people, not comic book super villains. And even then they're the minority of antagonists, usually Cass is fighting regular street thugs and mob guys, even though she's arguably the most explicitly superpowered member of the bat family, which in turn minimizes the length and importance of action scenes so the story can focus on human drama and personal themes.

Heavy thematic resonance. Cass as a character is about family - the family we're born to, or that we choose, and about the tension that results when a family member genuinely loves you and yet is still terrible for you or to you. And she's a character about doing the right thing even when it's hard, even when it doesn't seem to make anything better. And she's a character about guilt, about what it does to you, about how it can motivate you to do better while still hollowing you out inside, about how penance alone without the catharsis of absolution is a bottomless pit that will never be filled no matter how many acts of contrition you pour into it. These themes are the core of Cass's character, and her most iconic stories all relate back to one or more of these core theme in some way. "My dad's bad, isn't he" "Maybe he did [change], but my daughter is still dead"

Not every issue of Cass's book has fit into this description, but when she's not caught up in some crossover story or going through some significant shift to her status quo, these are the sorts of stories she's engaging with on a regular basis. Again, these are arguably the stories she works best in.

I've made no secret of the fact that, while I like modern Cass and I'm glad she exists, she doesn't really hit the same to me as Cass classic. And yeah, a big part of that is that her history and relationships just aren't the same. She doesn't have the same fraught relationship with her father, there are no parallels between David and Bruce, Bruce isn't particularly central to how she became a hero - he wasn't even Batman at the time. She didn't become a hero by stepping into a legacy role Babs had left behind, so there wasn't this close generational connection between her and Babs, or even any particular relationship between them at all until a good deal later.

She still felt guilty over killing someone, but it was something she was forced to do under threat, not something she willingly did only to suddenly regret it in the aftermath, so the guilt seems a lot more misplaced. Also everyone knew about it from pretty early on and forgives her for it, there isn't the same period of her actively hiding it sure that everyone would reject her if they found out like we talked about last time.

So yeah, so, so much of her history and relationships are completely different, but something I maybe haven't focused on enough is that her stories are different.

From the moment modern Cass is introduced she's tied up in global conspiracies, the league of assassins, people turning into monsters. She's on teams with super-powered allies fighting costumed super-criminals in serialized stories that take years to play out to any meaningful resolution. The concise, street-level stories focused on the individual humanity of the people involved and on connecting her stories to her history by thematic links... I haven't read all of modern Cassandra's appearances, but I've read enough of them to say that these kinds of stories either simply aren't present or are overwhelmingly in the minority.

Even in the 'Batgirls' title that sadly ended last year, with Cass, Steph, and Babs are working and living together, theoretically my all time dream book. But their interpersonal relationships are rarely the focus and their adventures are mostly fighting various larger than life costumed criminals. It was a fun book, sure, but even in itself that's a break from OG Cass's deliberately somber tone.

So I guess if there was one thing I'd like to see from modern Cass, apart from some sort of retcon restoring the OG David Cain with his difficult and layered relationship to Cass, it would be a return of the archetypical Cass story, because these are the stories that best highlight Cass's best qualities - her empathy, her compassion, her inner conflicts.

[crissiebaby]

Bab Rats: Chapter 3

DISCLAIMER: This POV story contains diaper usage, humiliation, masturbation/diaper sex, gender transformation, breastfeeding, and other ABDL themes. I hope you enjoy!

Commissioned By: Strawberry

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*SCRATCH! SCRATCH!*

As the hours ticked away inside the nursery and their first day of testing drew to a close, an uncomfortable itch began to arise on Sam’s diaper region. No doubt it was the fault of the failed smell-proof powder. Squirting a liberal amount of baby lotion into his hand, he shivered as the cooling cream was quickly soaked up by his irritated skin. His only solace was that the stink from the powder had finally worn off, though that was barely a consolation prize.

If only Sam’s itchy butt was his only present ailment, his first day of “work” may not have been so bad. Sadly, the baby powder was only the beginning. Beyond a prickly pelvic region, he had to contend with teeth that were ringing from gel-covered soother he’d been forced to gnaw on and with a distressingly warm, full-body onesie that was allegedly supposed to be temperature-controlled. Clearly, CrissBaby would be heading back to the drawing board for this product as evident by the beads of sweat covering his face.

At least Sam had company in his misery as Hanna wasn’t fairing much better than her male counterpart. Sitting on the edge of her crib with her head in her hands, she was struggling through a hypnosis-induced headache that put the term “crown of thorns” to shame. She never would’ve believed it possible to overdose on hypno files, and yet here she was, reeling as a result of one of her favorite kinks. It was all she could do to sip at the bottle of clear, strawberry-tasting liquid she’d been given to wash away her tongue’s bright orange discoloration after sucking on an experimental, flavored binky for half the day.

Looking over his shoulder at Hanna, Sam considered asking if Hanna wanted to do anything with him to pass the time. He’d been playing with a set of toy cars on a cartoonish cityscape rug. It wasn’t the most riveting of activities but it was something. However, based on Hanna’s agonized expression, he decided to leave well enough alone for now and go back to playing by himself. He toddled back to the set of cars he had scattered across the play mat and sat down with a heavy *FLOOF!* emitting from his diaper. The puffy noise and tiny poof of baby powder that emerged from his leg holes caused him to giggle softly.

“Whatcha chuckling about?” said Hanna, catching Sam’s faint laughter from across the room. Wanting to break past her migraine and enjoy herself a little now that they were no longer on the clock, she scooted her butt off the crib mattress and crawled over to Sam on her hands and feet. She was a baby, after all; a thought that brought a smile to her face.

Unfortunately, Hanna’s innocuous question came at an inopportune time considering the embarrassing subject Sam was laughing about. He shrunk away from his nursery mate and focused on the cars in his hands, responding defensively, “J-Just something I remembered from the other day.”

Shrugging her shoulders, Hanna had no reason to believe Sam was fibbing to save face. Instead, her attention turned to the objects that were in Sam’s hands. She wanted to join him and maybe get to know him more but was a little weary about whether she should intrude on her skittish roommate’s solo play session considering how anxious and standoffish he’d been thus far. “Do you mind if I play next to you?” she asked, hoping the offer to do adjacent activities rather than a collective one would ease Sam’s nerves.

“Um…sure, that’s fine,” said Sam, suppressing a shy smile as Hanna snagged a few cars from the far side of the rug and began driving them through the felt-covered streets. It looked like he’d be getting some playtime with Hanna anyway despite his prior cowardice, “Also, sorry if I don’t talk much while we play. I’m not used to being around…other people while in Little Space.” This was partially true as the more pressing reason was his anxiety about being around members of the opposite sex, especially when it came to someone as pretty as Hanna.

Luckily, Hanna didn’t think anything of Sam’s fib with her spacey mind still under the influence of a half-dozen hypno tracks. That wasn’t to say her mind was vacant. Far from it, in fact, as she’d been wanting to say something to Sam since being left alone for the night by their testing overlords. “Hey, so…I know you’re still getting used to…well…me. But I just wanted to tell you that, for what it’s worth, I’m happy that you’re here. I’m not sure I’d be able to sleep alone in this massive nursery tonight without you,” she said, blushing over her own sentimentality.

“Same here,” responded Sam quickly in a strive to sound relatable. Sure, he had yet to get used to Hanna’s presence in general, but that didn’t mean it wasn’t a welcome presence, “Pretty certain I’d go crazy if I was stuck in here by myself.”

“Well, take comfort that if you do lose your marbles, I’m sure CrissBaby will still find a way to put its property to good use,” said Hanna, sharing a chuckle with Sam at their company’s expense. It was strange to them to view themselves as pieces of property but there was no denying the truth in Hanna’s statement.

Sitting up slightly in his cross-legged position, the easy conversation allowed Sam to inch out of his shell. “Beats working two part-time jobs, that’s for damn sure,” he said, absentmindedly crashing the cars in his hands together as his focus centered squarely on Hanna.

“Beats going back to my old life,” said Hanna, her smile faltering at the tail end of her sentence. She hadn’t meant to dampen the mood but now that it had been spoken, there was no getting around the obvious dread that both she and Sam felt when remembering the lives they left behind for the Bab Rats Program.

A deafening silence radiated between Hanna and Sam for the next couple of minutes with both attempting to push any intrusive thoughts to the back of their minds. Eventually, Sam could no longer take the tension, forcing him to fake a yawn. “I think I’m ready to go hit the hay. I barely slept last night so I’m too pooped to stay up,” he said, stretching his arms out wide to help sell his yawn.

“Yeah, I think I’m right there with you,” said Hanna, setting the car in her hands aside and turning over to her hands and knees, “I’ll see you tomorrow, Sam. Nite nite.”

Waving back at Hanna meekly, Sam could already feel his anxiety letting off as he and Hanna gained distance from each other. “Have a good night,” he said, letting down his crib bars and crawling into bed. The yawn may have been faked but the heaviness he felt as soon as his head made contact with his pillow was all too real. His final thoughts as his mind drifted off were of Hanna and wanting to get over his introverted nature for her sake. Setting his mind toward being a better colleague and friend, he was determined that tomorrow would be different.

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*CREAK! CREAK! CREAK!*

“MMMMMMMM!”

Waking up to the sounds of a squeaky crib pair with an overtly sexual moan, Sam’s eyes shot open, confused and slightly annoyed by all the early morning activity. His annoyance dissipated abruptly, however, as he rose his head up to spot the source of the abrasive noises. “Hanna, can you please keep it…down?” he said, his tired brain taking several seconds to process that she was in the midst of humping a set of pillows that had been lovingly stacked between her thighs. He averted his gaze the moment he recognized what she was doing, “GAH! I’m s-so, so sorry! I didn’t mean-”

“Please…help…” mumbled Hanna in between heavy breaths. She sucked her bottom lip into her mouth and bit down, hoping to dull the burning sensation in her loins, even if only marginally, “...I’m…so horny…I-I just…want…to cum…” Losing herself to the mind-numbing euphoria that was racking her body, she began to laugh and cry simultaneously.

Spurred to full consciousness by Hanna’s horny distress, Sam leaped out of his crib and rushed over to his fellow Bab Rat’s bedside, unable to suppress the scarlet hue that stretched across his cheeks. Having zero clue how to help Hanna come down from her pleasure high, he knew there was only one person to turn to. “I-I’ll go get Dr. Madrigal,” he said, abandoning his extremely titillated roommate and sprinting to the other side of the nursery, “Um, hello? Is  anyone in there?” He frantically waved both arms around in front of the viewing glass in hopes of getting anyone to respond.

*CRACKLE!*

Mercifully, the static of the loudspeaker turning on sounded off throughout the nursery, followed shortly by the familiar voice of Dr. Isla Madrigal, “Good morning, Sam. Perfect timing, by the way. I was about to call you over to ask about the onesie.”

“The onesie?” said Sam, momentarily forgetting his testing duties; an easy feat given the pressing situation, “N-No, it’s Hanna! She’s…well…see for yourself.” He stepped aside and gestured back toward Hanna’s crib where the involuntary, erotic display was taking place.

A moment of silence passed before Dr. Madrigal’s voice once again echoed out of the speaker system, “Oh, I promise you, Sam, there’s nothing to worry about. This is simply the result of one of the audio files Hanna was treated to yesterday. Without reinforcement, it’ll wear off on its own…eventually.” A light chuckle could briefly be heard before the mic cut out.

Needless to say, Sam was furious, both for Hanna’s sake and his own. He didn’t like having his legitimate concerns disregarded so frivolously. He opened his mouth to speak, ready to let Dr. Madrigal have a piece of his mind. Unfortunately, his timing couldn’t have been worse as he failed to get out so much as a single word before Dr. Madrigal took control of the conversation. “Actually, this will work in our favor. We have a selection of AB-style vibrators that could use some further tests,” she said, prompting someone in a hazmat suit to enter the nursery carrying a box fixed to the brim with buzzy toys, “Now, Sam, the onesie?”

Rolling his eyes, Sam was in disbelief over the neglect that the CrissBaby Diaper Company and Dr. Madrigal were currently demonstrating. Had he been a bolder person, he would’ve been screaming at this quack of a doctor over such blatant mistreatment. Knowing that little would likely come from arguing further, he sighed and relented, “I’ve been sweating all night so no, it doesn’t work,” he said, offering up the most menial answer possible to get his assessment over with, “Also, my butt still itches from the-”

“Perfect, thank you, Sam,” said Dr. Madrigal, completely ignoring Sam’s latter sentence in favor of proceeding with the next test, “Next on the docket, we only have one test for you this morning so you’ll get to relax as soon as it's over.”

A second hazmat entered the room and approached Sam with a metal tray in hand. Atop the tray were a set of two vials: one with R201 written on it containing a light blue liquid, and another with green liquid that was labeled R202. “Start with R201,” stated Dr. Madrigal clinically as if she no longer viewed Sam as human. She must’ve sensed his hesitation as she pointedly continued, “This is what you signed up for, Sam.”

Of the countless things Sam wanted to yell about, that was the one thing he couldn’t refute. He signed his name on the same dotted line that Hanna had. There was no fighting what Dr. Madrigal had said. He was a Bab Rat now, for better or worse. “Gimme that,” he said with a pout, snatching the vial containing the blue serum off the tray. It was his only test, anyway. He may as well get it over with, “Bottoms up, I guess.”

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What are your thoughts on Jason from Three Jokers?

particularly for me, his emotional dependence is so big just because he confused things with the Barbara

3 JOKERS SPOILERS !

tldr; i ramble a little abt how i hate modern Jason fucking Todd and highlight how much justice this comic did for him

and how modern writers are just trying to turn him into a batfam insert of deadpool

Yes! I dont think Jason had 100% feelings for Babs, like he said, he thought it could work. It definitely came from a moment of weakness/vulnerability, its often that Jason doesn’t get cared for too often, not in the way he needs. So when Babs let out a hand for him, it hit him HARD. Especially with just being traumatized by the last two jokers, I think its pretty obvious he doesn’t need someone to clean up/watch after him but like need someone to generally emotionally guide him.

my personal pet peeve with most modern Jason Todd canon ships is the laziness of it(b4 i get criticized i think ANY ship with ANY CHARACTERS can be good as long as the writings GOOD and makes SENSE) . GOD NO- i dont ship jason and babs, but they still put an odd amount of effort into it, to at the very least actually flesh out their characters.

Jason doesn’t need a character that fixes his mistakes when he’s overly impulsive, or babies him, or fixes his mistakes with a veil of ‘Your so dumb but i secretly care about you!‘ because then it leads to most of lazy writing where he does something stupid but his gf is here to fix it! so its ok! NO!! HES NOT LEARNING ANYTHING!! YOURE MAKING HIM LOOK STUPID AND MENTALLY BRAIN DEAD!! anyways sorry.

Jason needs someone to break him out of his cycle of impulsiveness and self-destruction, not have him indulge in it.Jason needs to go fucking soul-searching or something im so tired of his ass— REALISTICALLY I COULDN’T DATE COMIC!JASON IF HE DIDNT CHANGE,, HE WOULD FRUSTRATE ME RLLY BAD.

ahem. anyways. I think Jasons note shows a lot about his character and something that the modern writers ignore a lot. Jason CAN change, he just needs a reason, a solid reason to. He doesn’t have to put down his code, or the guns, he just needs someone solid to really make him think about himself. “All I need is one chance to you I can be better. And I will devote my life to making you proud. Happy. Loved.” WHERE IS THIS SWEETHEART RN?? I SWEAR EVERY OTHER WRITER IS MAKING HIM A EMO FUCK-BOY WHOS BRAIN MATTER GOT SUCKED OUT THROUGH HIS COCK?? ahem sorry.

I really love how much DC actually puts details into Jason in this comic. Ex. Jasons helmets abilities being highlighted, “Helmets registering multiple security doors opening across the facility.” OR him saying the chronic pain management book was helpful. SORRY— I REALLY ENJOY DETAILS LIKE THIS. It just makes Jasons technical skill and such more obvious then whats normally stated. Also Jason tracking sea water off a wrench to the Aquarium— where is this skill in more modern comics?? I swear they make Jason a braindead wannabe deadpool sometimes i swear to fucking god. Also him shooting the shark tank so it eats Gaggy— I DIE FOR DETAILS LIKE THIS.

They don’t even get rid of his humor in 3 jokers either, he still has a really well displayed personality and his banter with Batman is really bearable for once, it makes sense and its well written. I slightly dislike how hard Babs is being on Jason but i’m not 100% sure what Babs is like. I haven’t read comics centered around her, so I don’t mind it. Also dont mistake this for me disliking babs for rejecting Jay— thats not what i mean at all. Just her constantly saying how he’s a criminal and focusing on getting him in prison like he’s an opp was confusing 2 me..

anyways stop trying to turn red hood into the batfams deadpool challenge!!

inbox is open 2 yap or requests sum!!