We Need To Go Back To Using Sailing Ships Full Time Like Immediately. Yes It Would Take Longer To Get

I was on fentanyl the night my mom had her heart attack.

Smoking cigarettes with her on the back porch

while she worried that her chest felt funny.

And I was smoking a cigarette when I called my sister outside of the hospital

after a doctor had told me to “wait outside”

after I asked

if my mother was going to survive.

And I texted my dealer the next morning

asking him if he could throw a little extra my way

because my mom had just almost died

and I needed to almost kill myself to feel better.

And my grandma was home the night I let that stranger shoot me up.

And he told me “if you start to feel like you can’t breathe,

just cough.”

And I was on meth the Christmas that I had COVID

the same way I was when I graduated

alone in a room

quarantined

clutching my pipe

and surrounded by the ghosts of my empty accomplishments.

And I was on meth the morning that my grandmother died.

And I was on meth a week later when my dog died, too.

And I didn’t cry that morning, but my dealer did,

when I told him what I had been through.

Today I’ve been clean for 457 days

and I miss getting high.

But I do have to admit

I missed being able to cry.

he pretends to be too tired to walk to get batman to carry him to the batmobile

and then spends the next hour cartwheeling around while batman tries to write reports

they're so grown now

they should hold 4 versions of every olympic event in this order to witness the full breadth of human capabilities:

primary schoolers

random nonathletic adults

olympians

olympians roided and doped up to the max

They recorded tinnitus? It's a physical thing?????

(Source)

Bruce is at a gala, okay, and he’s talking to a woman.

Random woman: “And we found out that we’re having another child!”

Bruce: *absolutely cackling inside, because this is about to be the funniest thing he’s done in weeks*

Brucie: “That’s wonderful! Where are they? Can I meet them? How old are they?”

Now Brucie is standing there, scanning the room for children with a huge grin on his face, while all of the random rich people stand around like ‘who’s going to explain to the adorable, well-meaning idiot that most people know they’re going to have children a few months before the children are born.’

And worse, who’s going to have to break the news to him that he can’t meet the kid today?

Because this man… this man has acquired all of his children with zero premeditation. Yes, he does have a bio kid, but that one showed up on his doorstep as a preteen. He did even less acquiring with that one than with the others.

Bruce has a blast acting out his disappointment, and has to turn some so that he can no longer see Tim and Cass leaning against each other and laughing, because otherwise he’s going to start laughing.

Really hate how “mommy and daddy issues” just a jab at the child and not the parent

Oh, so when YOU ignore decades of characterization because "batman would never abuse his kids!" and "that's not my batman!!" it's fine, but when I, a Jason Todd fan

I actually need some fanfic, where Bruce and Jason are in the middle of some argument, and a casual (and a well-practiced with Dick before) sentence leaves his mouth, something along the lines "How old do you think you are?!", meaning that he is acting childishly. And because Jason is irritated, and his tongue runs loose in his anger, he screams back that he is nineteen, and Bruce just freezes, because... Oh. Jason is nineteen. He is a fucking kid - his kid - that lost years of his teenhood, and was forced back without anyone giving him a space to catch up, with everyone else already treating him like an adult... When he isn't.