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Gotham Twitter AU Pt. 48

<<Part 47<< Master List >>Part 49>>

Divorce era for the Wayne Family.

Miss me miss me, bet you wanna kiss me kiss me.

Drop questions for Wayne Family Q&A coming up please and thank you.

Nobody is allowed to be surprised about Duke's things for Gilf's, this is not his first mention of this.

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Uranium?

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██████ is an angel in appearance only LMAO-

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Shenanigans.

Gothamites want to leave an offering to the bat, but have no idea what kind of bat he is.

So some leave bugs

Some leave fruits

One left a thing of blood?

Poor Bruce has no idea what's going on.

Don't even get him started on the amount of bird food that suddenly appeared on rooftops the moment Robin came into the picture

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I have this headcanon that in Gotham there's at least one day a week where nothing absolutely nothing happens at least nothing big... Even cops lay off they turn a blind eye if they see you stealing like a loaf of bread cause it's like k your feeding someone. And theft really isn't that big an issue unless your robbing a bank..

So once a week Gotham has one quiet day where very little happens where all of Gotham's villains take a single day off and in Gotham it's referred to as nap day it's not just the villains but everyone (except batman he doesn't know what day off means but he leaves things alone on this day he only goes to deal with smaller fires or handle reports)

And if some villain tries to wreak havoc on this day they're getting jumped not just by the other. Villains but the antiheroes and vigilantes alike even the villains you wouldn't. Think would do anything about this nap day is sacred and everyone needs at least one day where something isn't exploding for just sleep and it's especially quiet at night .. the only person that tries to go against this is joker but joker is immediately silenced by Harley threatening to shove a grenade up his ass and letting it explode and joker learned to not test her on that.. cause she once shoved a grenade in his mouth and nearly let it go off and that was for less then an interruption of a nap..

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Can’t take the Robin out of the boy

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ghost hunting team that keep a nonbeliever named steve around as an emergency supernatural suppressant

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HAPPY BIRTHDAY INK YAYYY

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This is my first finished ink fanart, god i finally did it!!! 😭😭😭

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Happy Birthday Ink!

I haven’t posted in so long (I’ll try to post more in the future but I’m currently still taking a break so I may be silent again) but i remembered ink’s birthday was today and he’s my favorite so I had to.

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QUE LINDO ESTÁ EL CUMPLEAÑEROOO

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they used to make smackable technology. you used to be able to hit your tv when it didn't work good.

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Bruce figuring out Captain Marvel is a kid because of him saying some brainrot nonsense he’s heard his kids say is always fantastic, but I think it’d be even funnier if, as a result of the absolute fucking gremlins he calls family, he automatically contributes like a sleeper agent. Like

Captain Marvel: I only have 69¢

Batman, not looking up from his paperwork in the corner, in the most friendly and excited tone the League has ever heard from him: You know what that means! :D

And all of them turn to stare at him just in time to see him give his patented Disappointed Sigh™️, directed at himself for once, and look into the distance as if questioning every single decision that led to this moment. The League is in shock. The younger heroes didn’t think Batman knew what Vine was. Nightwing is laughing so hard he’s sobbing on the floor, because Dick knows damn well it was HIM who caused that

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I'm a little late, aren't i? Wish I had done this sooner, now it's not trending and I feel like a failure.

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Your boss fired you today. Not because you did a bad job—no, you were great at your job. But because his nephew needed a position, and nepotism beats competence every time. So now you’re standing outside his fancy, overpriced cocktail bar, the one he brags about owning while underpaying staff. A brick sits heavy in your hand. The "Now Open" sign in the front window is looking real inviting. You’re mid-wind-up when a voice behind you goes, "Nah, nah, if you wanna really hurt him, you gotta aim higher." You whirl around. Tall guy. Leather jacket. Red helmet under one arm. Just watching, mildly amused. "Glass is replaceable. But the top-shelf liquor? That’s where it hurts." A beat. Then you nod. He holds the door open for you. Five minutes later, the bar is a wreck. Shelves emptied, expensive bottles shattered, the floor slick with whiskey and broken glass. Jason Todd surveys the damage, looking almost proud. "Not bad. He had it coming?" "Definitely." He tosses you a two-fingered salute and heads out. The next day, you hear the bar mysteriously shut down for “financial reasons.”

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Peter’s day starts normal. Punch crime. Save the city. Stress about rent.

Then his phone buzzes. Unknown number. Weird.

“Uh, hello?”

“Mr. Spider-Man! Love your work. Quick question—how much for a week of protection?”

Peter stares. “Excuse me?”

The guy keeps talking. Something about a rival business, needing muscle, willing to pay “competitive rates.”

Peter’s first instinct is to hang up. Then he pauses. If he got the call…who else are they hiring?

That night, Spider-Man swings into the guy’s office before any actual criminals do. Lands on the desk. And steeples his fingers like a businessman.

“Alright. Let’s talk about your security needs.”

The guy is confused but cautiously optimistic. He explains his problem—shady competitors, unpaid debt, bad press. He’s looking for muscle.

Peter nods thoughtfully. Then pulls out a contract.

“Good news. You’re under Spider-Man’s protection. Bad news? That just means you’re donating to charity now.”

The guy blinks at the paper. “This just says I have to fund homeless shelters.”

Peter grins from the window. “Congratulations. You just hired Spider-Man.”