tim: sweet dog you got there.
gordon: yes, this is our new drug-sniffing dog.
tim: still training huh?
gordon: red robin.. what do you mean?
tim: ...
tim: nevermind...
to honour the dick grayson kid flash shirt pic, i present to you teenage wally rocking up to school 40 minutes late wearing the nightwing runners-grippy sock-ankle monitor combo
you sit down at the plastic table because your partner likes being outside at the bar even though it’s 90 degrees and 60% humidity at 10pm and you thought this corduroy dress was soooo cute but now youre all sweaty and so one of your balls has escaped your panties but youre wearing fishnets so your loose nut is now dying like a sea turtle in a six pack ring and youre the desperate diver trying to save it but blind and one handed and stone faced cause you can’t draw attention to the fact that youre doing a high stakes wildlife rescue on your stupid scrotum in public because it might turn into a six month news cycle and desantis might fly out to personally bulldoze the bar. and its a thursday
Bruce Wayne should be an old fashioned gothic romantic. When he actually falls in love with someone he should get a little weird and intense about it. “Alfred, how do I tell them I want to crawl into their very veins and pump their blood with my own hands without freaking them out” type shit.
Roy, leaning on the counter: Hey beautiful, come here often?
Jason: Is this the part where I remind you we've been married for four years or do I play along?
Roy: Play along!
Jason: Alright. Sorry, I'm not interested, I'm married
nightwing being hurt in the field, and over comms he can’t get out what was wrong, nearly in shock, and jason puts on his best batman™️ voice and says “robin, report.”
and it snaps dick out of it enough to say concussion, possible broken ribs, and a gash in his side.
no one talks about it, and then a year later, damian does the same thing to tim
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