Oh Thank God I Need This As Reference

Yesss I love those two <3 I’m really looking forward to getting to the point in childhood homes where I can focus on them

thank you for spreading the good word of tim and babs friendship. i love tims dynamic with cass and especially steph but my eyes have never been opened to tim and babs. this is beautiful

YYYEEEESSSSS YOU GET IT SOMEBODY FINALLY GETS ME. I MAY BE THE ONLY ONE FIGHTING OUT HERE

THE POTENTIAL. SO MUCH POTENTIAL. DC GIVE ME THE FUCKING PEN LET ME IN THE ROOM

they're both tech savvy! both headstrong and logical! babs chose to become oracle after facing such a trauma. tim chose to be robin because he couldn't let batman and gotham be. they both chose their roles! he's devastatingly little brother to her. big sister babs to him! it makes! so much! sense!!!!!!!

DC doesn't get it like i get it. they spawned their interactions like out of nowhere basically and then proceeded to never let them be close like how i see it. tim and babs... ohhh tim and babs my favourites

In our hearts, you live forever

A one shot angst story, written by request.

Damian is injured on a mission gone wrong. His brothers arrive in time for last words, but not to save him.

Please note the warnings in the fics tags. This work contains graphic descriptions of injuries, major character death, and no happy ending for anyone. It made me sad to write.

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bruce wayne and dick grayson's relationship has me in a fucking chokehold cuz like. What do you mean theyve known eachother the longest and he was Bruce's first Robin, his first son. What do you mean they fight more often than not now? That Bruce actually kicked him out ane fired him and Dick still grew up to be the man that he is despite that. What do you mean Bruce is so irrevocably proud of him and wants to thaw the ice on their relationship but hes already done too much hasnt he?

What do you mean he thinks that touching their relationship now might do more harm than good? That Dick doesnt try to fix it either because for once in his life he doesnt want to have to be the bigger person here. He wants his dad. He wants him to come get him and hold him and tell him he never did anything wrong and that hes sorry and that he loves him. That hes still his son. What do you mean Dick grayson has resigned himself to the fact that it'll never happen?

You don't understand there's a part of me that wants Alfred Pennyworth to never age but there's another part that's like

As Alfred grows older his body grows tired and everyone notices. And for Bruce that's his surrogate father. For everyone else that's Grandpa. Immediately there's a secret boot camp in the Batcave for everyone to start learning how to better care for themselves. Selina Kyle assisting of course.

There's already disability accommodations for Barbara so they just need to tweak and add some stuff. They've learned from her needs and start researching on how to care for the elderly for Alfred specifically.

On paper he's still a butler but really everyone (who lives or stays for a long time in Wayne manor) makes sure they learn how to do the hardwork for themselves. Most of his job is just to be there for them honestly. They insist on doing things for themselves.

But Alfred is Alfred. So he knows what's going on. And he's so deeply proud of them. He doesn't let him do anything he insists he can or wants do himself. He's still his own person after all, and they gradually learn his boundaries and patterns.

Bruce keeps paying him but not in a way you'd pay a butler usually. More in a way where you'd send money to your retired parents.

Do you see my vision?

Oh no he didn’t grow out of his gremlin Robin phase, he’s just like this

Post-Crisis Jason was a stroke of genius from DC.

The first time bruce wayne is robbed in crime alley he walks away a broken child. He swears Vengeance on Crime and dedicates himself to the pursuit of Justice.

The second time bruce wayne is robbed in crime alley he sees injustice didn't start at the crime. He is a man now, aware of the world and its complexities, and his own ability to change it. He takes a weapon out of the hands of a broken child and leads him out, to find his own justice.

New version of the Flying Graysons’ suits spotted, in World’s Finest annual 2025. I don’t know whether to laugh or cry, it’s a combination of two well-known versions. From All Star Batman and Robin The Boy Wonder, and Batman the animated series.

See more versions of the Graysons’ suits here. Not comprehensive, mind you, I do other things with my life… I’ll hopefully update this post with the new suit, eventually…

One of my favorite videos that I’ve found on TikTok :):)

"Don't you get it?" Jason spat, teetering on the verge of a howl. "I'm not him! Jason Todd is DEAD. He's gone! I'm just what crawled out of his grave."

He panted into the silence that followed, eyes stinging heat.

Bruce said nothing. Jason worried he might stand there, unspeaking, unmoving, til the end of time. Or just turn and walk away. That was what he wanted, wasn't it? For Bruce to stop chasing the ghost of a dead boy? To accept that he was someone different, someone new?

Instead, when Bruce finally spoke, he was quiet, thoughtful. "Did you know that I loved you the moment I met you?"

He wasn't looking at Jason, but down at his hands, as if his gloves were a scrying pool that he could peer into to see that old Jason, twelve years old and desperate but so full of life. Jason thought he could taste dirt.

Then Bruce chuckled, still to himself, still to his hands. "You were so cocky, so unwilling to give up without a fight, even to me. Some things never change."

His smile fade and he looked up, straight into Jason's face. "You were also scared. Traumatized. You had nightmares for months. You lied constantly. Hoarded food. Stole. I was so worried we'd never be able to make you feel safe, the way you deserved to feel."

"I'm not—" Jason began, voice tight.

"You're not him," Bruce agreed, and hearing it spoken out loud, so easily, cut off Jason's air.

"You haven't been him for years." Bruce stepped forward, pushing into Jason's space. "Part of him is in you, but you're not him. You changed." He shrugged, shoulder somehow expressive even beneath the weight of the armor, the cape, the night. "You weren't the boy I took in off the street even before you died. You grew. That's life, Jay."

Jason was the one unable to speak now, stuck in place like a gods-struck fool.

"You change. You grow. And I'll keep loving whoever you turn out to be next."

I gotta add this to a fic 😂

Jason having his priorities straight fr

The most based character of all time