#she's no exception

[seleneprince]

Love this idea! Also now i can't stop to imagine how tim and N!kitty! Reader would interract.

The brainrot is getting worse for me, unfortunately. I'm one positive comment about the idea away from actually including it in the series.

Oh, I thought of that too. You know the character called Lynx? She's faced against Tim before, but if you look at the Red Robin runs they have an...interesting dynamic. Kinda like Batman and Catwoman 2.0, except Lynx is more proactive. Look it up if you don't know her yet👀

That's basically how the dynamic between Tim and Catgirl would be (she hates that name but I'm afraid it fits her too well lol), except Catgirl doesn't really like to be chased. Not like her mentor or Lynx does. She takes her heists very seriously, she's a huge perfectionist, and last thing she needs is an annoyingly persistent detective distracting her by trying to catch her.

Catgirl is only in it to learn from Selina, and improve her stealth and thievery skills until she's confident enough to go solo, because as brilliant of a hacker she is, there are places she can't reach through hacking alone. She has to sneak in and handle things manually sometimes, and she needs to move like a cat burglar to do it. And well, if she does actually steal some stuff here and there, only Catwoman is witness and she's no snitch.

Plus, since she's actively separating herself from the Batfamily as a whole, having the most brilliant member interested in her is a headache. She's trying really hard to keep her civilian identity as the clueless, spoiled rich daughter of Bruce Wayne that knows nothing of their world. But if she lets Tim Drake out of all people get close enough to Catgirl, how long until he guesses it? Until he begins to pay attention to her outside the suit too and notices the similarities, the mannerisms? The coincidences? She knows how he is when it comes to solving enigmas. Batman himself said Tim was a better detective than him. Catgirl is paranoid to say the least. She despises him. No matter how witty he is, how stimulating their arguments/fights are, how he's so damn intelligent that he's a threat but also can keep up with her in conversations, the smugness that he hardly conceals when he overpowers her (and how stupidly hot he looks in those moments)

Meanwhile, Red Robin treats her like a particularly tricky case. Catwoman doesn't take sidekicks, she works alone, everyone knows that. So who's Catgirl? Why did Selina take her in? What's her purpose? What's her ultimate goal? And why is he enjoying their encounters more than he should? Why doesn't he pull apart when she kisses him? The more she dodges him, the more determined he is to get her. He has ended with a few scars from her claws when she had enough of his presence, but those only increase his interest. How far can he push her? How long until she takes a wrong step and falls into his hands? He hates to admit he's a bit of eager for that to happen...because he's not entirely sure he wants to arrest her afterwards.

So, in short, Catgirl and Red Robin's dynamic is basically a cat-and-mouse game, except the roles are reversed because it feels like he's the cat more often than not. They're Batman and Catwoman second generation, except Catgirl refuses to admit they have that kind of tension and avoids him, while Red Robin wants to catch the kitty and maybe put a collar on her.

[pinyatapix]

most funniest sudden deviation from a youtuber’s typical video lineup i’ve seen in recent memory

like bro imagine being SO pissed at the direction a show had taken that you have to momentarily quit spongeposting in order to talk about it for two whole hours. king shit

[demaparbat-hp]

He's never happy

[opiumvampire]

fuck w me

[m00nbuggies]

...can I be free?

[inkskinned]

because sometimes there are invisible tests and invisible rules and you're just supposed to ... know the rule. someone you thought of as a friend asks you for book recommendations, so you give her a list of like 30 books, each with a brief blurb and why you like it. later, you find out she screenshotted the list and send it out to a group chat with the note: what an absolute freak can you believe this. you saw the responses: emojis where people are rolling over laughing. too much and obsessive and actually kind of creepy in the comments. you thought you'd been doing the right thing. she'd asked, right? an invisible rule: this is what happens when you get too excited.

you aren't supposed to laugh at your own jokes, so you don't, but then you're too serious. you're not supposed to be too loud, but then people say you're too quiet. you aren't supposed to get passionate about things, but then you're shy, boring. you aren't supposed to talk too much, but then people are mad when you're not good at replying.

you fold yourself into a prettier paper crane. since you never know what is "selfish" and what is "charity," you give yourself over, fully. you'd rather be empty and over-generous - you'd rather eat your own boundaries than have even one person believe that you're mean. since you don't know what the thing is that will make them hate you, you simply scrub yourself clean of any form of roughness. if you are perfect and smiling and funny, they can love you. if you are always there for them and never admit what's happening and never mention your past and never make them uncomfortable - you can make up for it. you can earn it.

don't fuck up. they're all testing you, always. they're tolerating you. whatever secret club happened, over a summer somewhere - during some activity you didn't get to attend - everyone else just... figured it out. like they got some kind of award or examination that allowed them to know how-to-be-normal. how to fit. and for the rest of your life, you've been playing catch-up. you've been trying to prove that - haha! you get it! that the joke they're telling, the people they are, the manual they got- yeah, you've totally read it.

if you can just divide yourself in two - the lovable one, and the one that is you - you can do this. you can walk the line. they can laugh and accept you. if you are always-balanced, never burdensome, a delight to have in class, champagne and glittering and never gawky or florescent or god-forbid cringe: you can get away with it.

you stare at your therapist, whom you can make jokes with, and who laughs at your jokes, because you are so fucking good at people-pleasing. you smile at her, and she asks you how you're doing, and you automatically say i'm good, thanks, how are you? while the answer swims somewhere in your little lizard brain:

how long have you been doing this now? mastering the art of your body and mind like you're piloting a puppet. has it worked? what do you mean that all you feel is... just exhausted. pick yourself up, the tightrope has no net. after all, you're cheating, somehow, but nobody seems to know you actually flunked the test. it's working!

aren't you happy yet?

[yellow-dejavu]

[crumb-crumblet-s-crumbington]

the worst family ever ladies and gentlemen

[aquuaryo]

posting this here as well hehe

[erinwantstowrite]

uhhhhhhhh i wanted to draw my wife so... have this

this is entirely based on those old like 80's exercise outfits and dick is based on me. when drawing this. because i love my wife

[sincerlyus]

Oooh Ford wasn't the only one who got a date that night!

[raintides]

astarion is either sad or he was caught cuddling and is now hiding his face in embarrassment

[linktoo-doodles]

ochako visiting toga at the psych ward every day after the war

[morganbritton132]

Wayne loves when his nephew stays the summer with him.

Eddie is six, curious about everything, and brings so much light in this ol’ home of his.

Wayne loves the kid, but working in the summer is a pain.

He saves up his PTO to take as much time off as he can but it doesn’t last Eddie’s entire stay so he pays a girl in Forest Hills to sit with Eddie until he falls asleep and Tracy across the way keeps an ear out for him. It ain’t perfect, but they make it work.

So, it’s a curious case when he gets off a mid-shift at three in the morning and finds Eddie still awake.

The boy ain’t slept a wink, Wayne can tell. He’s sitting on the couch, kicking his feet as a caterpillar crawled over his hand.

“Hi, Uncle Wayne,” Eddie waved. “I made a friend today. Can I keep him?”

“Is that why you’re still awake, to ask me that question?” Wayne asks. Eddie nods so Wayne nods back and asks, “You got a good habitat for your friend?”

“Uh-huh,” Eddie grins, gesturing to the blankets that have been permanently draped in the corner of the room all summer, “In the tent.”

Wayne makes a show of contemplating his answer just to see the anticipation in Eddie’s eyes, “Well, I guess so. You can keep your little friend.”

“Really?” No take backs?”

“No take backs, but you gotta go to bed right now,” Wayne tells him. “Go brush your teeth for me so I know you did it.”

Eddie runs off and Wayne is about to do the same to get ready for bed. He yawns as walks towards his bedroom and then he trips over something sticking out of the tent.

Not something. A leg. A small leg. A small leg of a small child sleeping in the tent in - “Eddie, what’s-“

“Shhh,” Eddie shushes, coming back into the room with his caterpillar inching across his shoulder. “You’re going to wake him up.”

Wayne rubs at his eyes, wishing this whole thing would go away. He almost hates to ask, “Who-“

“He’s called Steve,” Eddie supplies helpfully, “But I’m gonna change his name to something else. He cries a lot and he likes ice cream.”

Wayne ignores everything else Eddie says because his tired mind finally connected the face to the name to the angry adult, “Hopper’s boy Steve?”

“Not anymore,” Eddie says climbing into the tent to lay down. He pulls the teddy bear out of Steve’s arms and then pats him on the head, “He’s called Frodo now, Uncle Wayne.”

Yeah, his nephew kidnapped a child. He’s gonna have to call somebody, “Good lord.”

[trickstersaint]

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