YJ Inspired Jason I Stare At You

tbh. a little obsessed with how some artists drew batman’s cape in the 90s

batman’s cape as smoke, batman’s cape as shadows…. batman’s cape as wings…

batman’s cape as this almost living, almost breathing thing

(panels from batman: shadow of the bat, #74-75, & batman: legends of the dark knight, #120)

Ford saying that he used to view Bill as "the center of my life, the sun in my galaxy" is actually so funny once you remember that he is talking about the guy that couldn't figure out how to tie his shoes AT LEAST until he was 16 and then made his life's ambition drinking cosmic martini and driving whatever the hell this is

tumblrina voice draw your ship like this

i love my baby, she's a queen

morning kori. she’s lovingly watching dick burn the shit out of her pancakes

I JUST REALIZED

Tim Drake, Conner Kent, and Bart Allen have all been bald at some point. And I don’t know how I feel about that.

Detective Comics #1057

You can’t win as a woman in fiction. Be too positive, you become a Mary Sue, have flaws and those flaws are why almost nobody likes you. Be moderate, you have wet-cabbage personality, be exuberant, you are an unrealistic example. Have strong morals, and you’re badly developed, be morally corrupt and you’re hated with such vigour fans will send hate mail to the actress who plays the character. Be kind and soft and in love, you’re a representation of sexism, be cruel, harsh and cold and you’re just a bitch. Be a complex, realistic, ambiguous character, and either your flaws or your positive traits will be ignored or blown out of proportion and into oblivion. There is no winning for female characters.

Don't think about little Jason Todd, who was curling in his sleep around Catherine, who was passed out, when he could. Don't think about a freshly orphaned Jason Todd, who kept curling in a little ball, trying to warm himself. Definitely don't imagine him doing the same in the Wayne Manor, except this time he curled around pillow or a small Nightwing plush his brother gifted him. And definitely don't imagine Talia searching for little Damian frantically, only to find Jason, curling around a toddler in his restless dreams. And maybe don't imagine Jason continuing to do the same in the solitude of his apartment, despite being all strong and huge.

Just don't.

sometimes it's not your circus and they're not your monkeys but you ARE friends with the clowns. you know?

cuack i drew them again