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Oh god this is glorious

Bruce "Talia, why did the league steal Jason's Pelt"

Talia "Damian wanted to give his brother a gift, and there is nothing that would make a comparable gift to Jason's pelt"

If you know Jason is Damian's brother, then this is sweet as Damian is returning highly sentimental and personal item.

If you don't know Jason is Damian brother, then this looks like Damian saw the pelt as some kind of hunting trophy, valuable only for its rarity.

Miscommunication at its finest.

I can see that happening 😭😭😭😭

And Talia, true to fashion, would not clear up that misunderstanding. 😂

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HOLY SHIT ILL FINALLY BE ABLE TO FIND THE FIC I LOST SO LONG AGO

how to find literally any post on a blog in seconds (on desktop)

there are so many posts about ~tumblr is so broken, you can’t find any post on your own blog, it’s impossible, bluhrblub~

I am here to tell you otherwise! it is in fact INCREDIBLY easy to find a post on a blog if you’re on desktop/browser and you know what you’re doing:

url.tumblr.com/tagged/croissant will bring up EVERY post on the blog tagged with the specific and exact phrase #croissant. every single post, every single time. in chronological order starting with the most recent post. note: it will not find #croissants or that time you made the typo #croidnssants. for a tag with multiple words, it’s just /tagged/my-croissant and it will show you everything with the exact phrase #my croissant

url.tumblr.com/tagged/croissant/chrono will bring up EVERY post on the blog tagged with the exact phrase #croissant, but it will show them in reverse order with the oldest first 

url.tumblr.com/search/croissant isn’t as perfect at finding everything, but it’s generally loads better than the search on mobile. it will find a good array of posts that have the word croissant in them somewhere. could be in the body of the post (op captioned it “look at my croissant”) or in the tags (#man I want a croissant). it won’t necessarily find EVERYTHING like /tagged/ does, but I find it’s still more reliable than search on mobile. you can sometimes even find posts by a specific user by searching their url. also, unlike whatever random assortment tumblr mobile pulls up, it will still show them in a more logically chronological order

url.tumblr.com/day/2020/11/05 will show you every post on the blog from november 5th, 2020, in case you’re taking a break from croissants to look for destiel election memes 

url.tumblr.com/archive/ is search paradise. easily go to a particular month and see all posts as thumbnails! search by post type! search by tags but as thumbnails now

url.tumblr.com/archive/filter-by/audio will show you every audio post on your blog (you can also filter by other post types). sometimes a little imperfect if you’re looking for a video when the op embedded the video in a text post instead of posting as a video post, etc

url.tumblr.com/archive/tagged/croissant will show you EVERY post on the blog tagged with the specific and exact phrase #croissant, but it will show you them in the archive thumbnail view divided by months. very useful if you’re looking for a specific picture of a croissant that was reblogged 6 months ago and want to be able to scan for it quickly 

url.tumblr.com/archive/filter-by/audio/tagged/croissant will show you every audio post tagged with the specific phrase #croissant (you can also filter by photo or text instead, because I don’t know why you have audio posts tagged croissant) 

the tag system on desktop tumblr is GENUINELY amazing for searching within a specific blog! 

caveat: this assumes a person HAS a desktop theme (or “custom theme”) enabled. a “custom theme” is url.tumblr.com, as opposed to tumblr.com/url. I’ve heard you have to opt-into the former now, when it used to be the default, so not everyone HAS a custom theme where you can use all those neat url tricks. 

if the person doesn’t have a “custom theme” enabled, you’re beholden to the search bar. still, I’ve found the search bar on tumblr.com/url is WAY more reliable than search on mobile. for starters, it tends to bring posts up in a sensible order, instead of dredging up random posts from 2013 before anything else

if you’re on mobile, I’m sorry. godspeed and good luck finding anything. (my one tip is that if you’re able to click ON a tag rather than go through the search bar, you’ll have better luck. if your mutual has recently reblogged a post tagged #croissant, you can click #croissant and it’ll bring up everything tagged #croissant just like /tagged/croissant. but if there’s no readily available tag to click on, you have to rely on the mobile search bar and its weird bizarre whims) 

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(me, my parents, my sister, and the baby are sitting at the kitchen table eating lunch)

baby, pointing at the light fixture over the table and signing "on": o.*

my sister: we actually can't turn that light on right now, because the lightbulb inside is burnt out! it needs a new one.

baby: ighbu.

sister: yes, lightbulb! granddaddy said after we eat he's going to climb up there on a ladder and change it, and then the light will come on!

baby: gadada! adda, uuu! ighbu o!

sister: exactly!

baby, signing "on" and pointing at the light and then my dad, with increasing urgency: GADADA ADDA UUUU. O.

my sister: we're going to finish eating first though, ok?

baby: nonono. O. gadada adda uuu.

[a split second goes by]

baby, pointing to himself: ba. adda uuu. ighbu.

me: you're going to climb the ladder and change the lightbulb yourself?

baby: dzyeah. *pointing to the buckle where he is buckled into the high chair* ububu.

me: unbuckle you? so you can change the lightbulb?

baby, highly businesslike: dzyeah.

*pronounced like "on" without the n

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i want to share with you some of my favourite graffiti from Pompeii

“Weep, you girls. My penis has given you up. Now it penetrates men’s behinds. Goodbye, wondrous femininity!“ 

“Amplicatus, I know that Icarus is buggering you. Salvius wrote this.“ 

“We two dear men, friends forever, were here. If you want to know our names, they are Gaius and Aulus.“

“Floronius, privileged soldier of the 7th legion, was here. The women did not know of his presence. Only six women came to know, too few for such a stallion.“

“On April 19th, I made bread.“

“ I have buggered men.“

“If anyone does not believe in Venus, they should gaze at my girlfriend.“

“It took 640 paces to walk back and forth between here and there ten times.“

“Chie, I hope your hemorrhoids rub together so much that they hurt worse than when they every have before!“

“Epaphra is not good at ball games.”

“Two friends were here.  While they were, they had bad service in every way from a guy named Epaphroditus.  They threw him out and spent 105 and half sestertii most agreeably on whores.“

“Secundus likes to screw boys.“

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thinking about this message from me mam that she sent me back when i was in uni. it literally is just a pinprick in the tapestry of life!!

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save me jason todd competency kink. jason todd competency kink save me. save me ja-

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fun fact: “tired” is not supposed to be your default state of existence

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Which path should he choose?

The path of the warrior, the path of the scholar, or the path of the artist?

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Jason: We do this the old-fashioned way

Jason: *pulls out a Molotov cocktail*

Dick: How did you make that so fast?!

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Omg just yes

Prompt:

Jason (maybe on a dare, maybe because he’s loopy etc.) calls Bruce (or any of the Bats, really) to tell him he loves him.

Bruce is convinced Jason is either dying or about to.

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i love people who write for underrated characters and fandoms. i love people who barely get 100 notes and keep posting. keep writing. keep doing what they love and not letting lack of interaction completely hinder their enjoyment on here. you’re strong. you’re valid. you’re literally the backbone of the writing community on here!!!!

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we DO grow old and happy. btw.

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AAAAAAAAA MY HEART MY BABY BOY JASON

Jason Todd Mama's Boy Appreciation and Headcanon.

I absolutely love when Jason is written as a total mama's boy for Batmom. Peak worldbuilding. Baby Jason spent weEKS trying to fix Bruce's watch because he knew it meant a lot to him? canonically worked hard on his homework for good grades? don't try telling me this boy wouldn't have been over the moon with a mother figure that loved to coddle him. He wouldn't care if someone called him a 'mama's boy', because he loves being one! he's happy! hugs batmom every morning before leaving for school.

When Jason comes back? he's much more closed off, he no longer wears his heart on his sleeve, he feels empty and broken and betrayed but in the end he goes home, because batmom gives the warmest hugs, and a kiss to his temple healed things he never thought would, and when he starts coming around for more than just lunch with mom and Alfred?

Jason is always the first to help if Batmom needs something off a higher shelf, brought down, if she's cooking he's already at her side to help, a little bit of the eager boy she remembers flickering in his eyes when they would bake together.

Bringing in shopping bags from the car? all your children are happy to help but Jason's beat them to it, it's turned into a competition (the most lighthearted one in years) but he still always wins.

There was a time, when you were awaiting the grocery bags your children were too stubborn to let you take, that you got to witness Jason carrying every bag in a damn death grip with Damian hanging off his arm still trying to pry a bag from his hand. There was shouting, and swearing, and death threats, but you could see how far they've come, and maybe cried a little laughing at the sight.

Everyone can tell his 'welcome home' hug lasts a little bit longer, that he hugs a little bit tighter, and is still proud and unbothered whenever anyone tries calling him a mama's boy.

You love all your children, and they all (even Damian), and even some of their friends, adore your affection, but Jason Todd has always been your sweet mama's boy.

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MY HEART

Thinking about the first "I want to see my little boy" after Jason comes back has me in TEARS, just imagine the ANGST 😭😭

Thinking about the first "I want to see my little boy" after Jason comes back has me in TEARS, just imagine the ANGST 😭😭

THAT'S SPECIFICALLY WHY I DID NOT WRITE IT. CLUTCHING HIS BROKEN BODY AND SOBBING "my little boy, my sweet baby boy" YOU WANT TO THINK ABOUT THAT?

CRYING WHILE BRUCE HOLDS YOU AND JUST QUIETLY SAYING "I want to see my little boy. Bruce, I just want to see my little boy" HIS HEART IS ALREADY BROKEN LOSING JASON AND THERE'S NOTHING HE CAN DO TO COMFORT YOU AND PLEADING FOR SOMETHING THAT BROUGHT YOU AND YOUR SON SUCH INNOCENT JOY

When he comes back?? Think of the first time, in so many years of crying and begging to see your little boy again, nights of sitting on his bed and thinking about greeting him after school with hugs and squeals of joy, wishing you had never let your little boy leave.

And here he is, standing in front of you, far from being little, but you know, you know he's your little boy, shifting on his feet and waiting for your reaction.

"I want to see my little boy" it's shaky, broken and so many tears pricking your eyes maybe you're not really seeing him, maybe it's all another cruel dream of your baby.

But he lifts his arms, no longer a tiny boy full of glee reaching out towards his mother, yet when he speaks it's hesitant and you can hear how desperate he truly is, throat raw when he says.

"I'm here ma."

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THIS IS SO CUTE

"Batmom"

The story of how the name Batmom came to be, and how it traveled.

It wasn't long after Dick started calling you 'mom' that he came up with the brilliant idea of since Bruce is Batman, you must be 'Batmom'!

He thought of it on patrol when Bruce was reminding him to only use codenames when Dick wanted to say something about you and wasn't supposed to say 'mom'.

He was very proud of himself and kept repeating 'Batmom, Batmom, Batmom' throughout the night so he wouldn't forget before they went home.

You always waited up to make sure both your boys got home safely and as soon as the Batmobile (also named by Dick) has parked your little boy had shot out of his seat toward you yelling "Batmom!!"

Bruce had a smile on his face because he knew you'd enjoy the new name and started putting their gear away while Dick told you all about their night and a rather long explanation about you being "Batmom".

After that "Batmom" just came naturally, Bruce and Dick referred to you as such on every patrol after, and sometimes at home. You adored it.

One night as you're getting into bed beside Bruce you elbow him lightly "Now that I have my own code-name I guess I'm a hero now too, huh?" it's playful and you expect a warm chuckle.

But instead Bruce wraps his arm around you, resting his head against the juncture of your neck.

"Of course, you saved me long ago."

I always picture Bruce and Batmom before bed with both their beside lamps on, Bruce in pastel silk buttoned two piece pajamas and sitting up on his side waiting for you to come to bed with him.

After Dick left Gotham Bruce still referred to you as 'Batmom' if he were to speak with you on coms during patrol, he didn't think much of it at first.

Until it hit him one night, you were 'Batmom' because Dick was talking to his mom, Bruce was talking about his mom, now he's working alone, if he's talking to you, just you on coms, there's not really a need for a code name is there.

He was quiet afterwards that night.

When he first takes Jason out on patrol, he instantly falls back into it.

Jason's a little stunned the first time he hears Batman (who really is much different than the kind and open Bruce-Dad at home) says in his deep, raspy tone "Batmom".

He instantly knew he was talking about you! And Jason loves it! He never knew you had a vigilante name too! And jumps right in on referring to you as 'Batmom' from there on out, a seamless switch.

Bruce realizes what he's done afterwards, too late for his own liking, but talking with Jason, a small Robin and calling you 'Batmom' as he always did with Dick, was just natural.

The first time he calls you 'Batmom' on coms again you pause for a few seconds and he can hear the smile in your reply.

After Jason's gone, Bruce is quiet during patrol. He doesn't speak much but he knows you're there, a comfort to you both. But when he does, he still calls you 'Batmom'.

Tim calls you 'Batmom' before he even goes on patrol, it surprises you a little, but you later find out it's because in every log or file in the Batcave that includes you in mention or footnote, Bruce has you as 'Batmom'.

You definitely tease Bruce about it later.

So Tim figured he should call you as such too, very professional. And not realizing it's more of a nickname your family gave you instead.

It's probably a year later he really realizes it's much more casual as he's sitting in a spinning chair in the cave whining "Batmoooom" to you.

Damian takes it as Fully serious.

He hasn't started seeing you as any kind of parental figure yet, but fully believes what Bruce says as law and as all your other children and Bruce call you 'Batmom' in costume, he does as well.

You feel a little fuzzy at first before realizing 'oh. he doesn't mean it like that'. When he completely turns back around after patrol.

It's Tim who finally breaks the news to him.

"You do realize we call her that because she's mom right? Not because she uses a secret identity."

Damian did not realize that, shows no expression beyond 'neutral resting anger' but his entire face goes red as he glares down at the streets.

The first time Cassandra called you 'Batmom' over the coms you were ready to cry.

She readily calls you Mom during the day when she does speak, but to hear her say Batmom? A relatively silly nickname your boys have called you for years? You heart.

She receives an extra kiss on the head after coming home and the others aren't sure why you seem so proud of her tonight?

And you don't tell Bruce when he asks why you seem so happy all the while before going to bed that night.

Honestly Duke raises his eyebrow a little the first time he hears everyone referring to you as 'Batmom'.

Sure you're their mom and it's not secret that every one of these boys is a total Mama's Boy, but these are also very professional crime fighting vigilantes that fight aliens and psycho-clowns.

Walking around saying 'Batmom'. He almost thinks it's a joke to see what he'd do?

But they don't let up on it and have really good poker faces so he finally tries asking Dick (as if he wouldn't be worse if it was a joke..)

"Hey so like...if I were to say something to Mrs. Wayne during patrol, and we're not supposed to say actual names, what should I say?"

"Oh, Batmom!"

"No I mean seriously, what do I say?"

"We call her Batmom :)"

"Dude."

Dick looks too confused for this to be a joke.

These people are really weird.

Says 'Batmom' the next night.

It's daresay even more fun when other heroes join in on your nickname.

Dick was actually rather good at keeping it a secret from the Titans, he was never embarrassed saying it back in Gotham when he teamed up with the bats again.

But this is his team, he's cool, he's the leader, the seasoned hero, he worked with Batman, yes he calls you Mom and everyone hears him talk about you a lot- but Batmom?

Great joy was had when Jason had linked his coms to the Batcave and said 'Batmom' to you without thinking.

Roy is bent over laughing "Batmom?? BATMOM?"

somehow Jason's helmet gave him an even more deadpan stare. "Are you finished?"

"Not until I get to thank Batmom for letting me hear you say 'Batmom'."

Tim never hid it or made a big deal about it, Bart and Conner joining in on 'Batmom' as easily as any vigilante name.

Jon hears Damian call you 'Batmom' once in a conversation and takes it in stride.

Soon your inside affectionate nickname has spread like wildfire and in the same light as Batman, a hero's alter-ego and every crime fighter and their sidekick says so without batting an eye. (well, maybe a teasing wink.)

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Oh my heart that was hot

Somnophilia - Tim Drake

Fandom: Batman

I’m supposed to be asleep but instead I’m writing things to do when Tim is 🤦🏻‍♀️My phone has formatted this so weird.

Tim brought up the idea to you multiple times, and you first actually considered it when he fell asleep on you, mid-fuck.

You were hesitant about the suggestion at first, but, Tim reasoned how he tends to fall asleep immediately once his head hits the bed, willing or not.

He’s out like a light and dead to the world, the only thing you know can wake him is a special emergency Batman alarm.

Which is great for sleeping with him, cuddle him however you wish, he will be out for hours.

But it’s a little tricky when you want to do more.

And honestly it’s kind of awkward to get yourself off with your boyfriend snoozing directly beside you.

”What if you wake up? What if you don’t wake up?”

“Then I have a good dream and dried cum in the morning.” He shrugged, smiling at you.

”You really don’t think I’d clean you up afterwards?”

You’re still a little unsure the first time, but with given consent and a burning desire for your boyfriend and his beautiful body-

You start slow, watching his face for any signs of waking up, gently pushing his loose shirt up to reveal his chest, littering kisses as the fabric rises.

Not a peep.

Next his boxers, you again watch his face as one hand slips beneath him and into his shorts, giving a nice squeeze to his round butt that earns you a small breathy gasp.

Once you slowly remove them, excitement is building as he stays asleep as you drag the soft material down his thighs, do you notice he’s already half hard.

You smirk, maybe he does still get to enjoy this too.

Grabbing the bottle of lube beside you, then lifting one leg to bend at the knee over your leg while you scoot to sit at his patted thighs.

You uncap the bottle and coat two fingers, despite warming up a little on your hand Tim still gasps inaudibly as one cool coated finger presses against his hole and circling it lightly before pressing in.

It takes a few moments to get him properly stretched, and you relish the small noises Tim makes for you even like this, before sliding his silver and jeweled plug into his ass.

You tap the back lightly once it’s in making him jolt ever the slightest.

A sure fire hint to know what you did during the night.

You press a careful kiss to his lips, your sleeping beauty. And how beautiful he does look.

Both hands move up to his chest, taking an indulgent second to cup and grope his pecs before focusing on his rosy nipples.

Pinching and rolling the sensitive flesh between your fingers has Tim whimpering in his sleep, a needy look on his face while he sleeps and his dick fully hard and standing now.

If you didn’t want to do more with him, you’d continue, it’s a wonderful sight watching him cum just from teasing and tormenting his chest.

Figuring he’s had enough, and your own dry mouthed anticipation building, you remove your shorts and take the lube again and prepare yourself before straddling Tim’s muscular thighs and sink onto him.

The familiar feeling of him inside you as you settle down makes you groan, eyes half-lidded and gazing at your lover.

Not the first time he’s been asleep in this position, totally passed out and arms dropped to his sides, but the first where you will continue.

One hand helps hold yourself up as you start to move and the other cups Tim’s face, holding his jawline and tracing a finger over his soft lips before you lean down and kiss him, a little more forceful this time, but just as quick.

That’s a downside to this, you fleetingly think. You’ll have to demand more kisses when he’s finally awake.

Your noises and Tim’s near silence, bare a few soft moans, are a sharp contrast to your usual times together.

You still as your orgasm finishes, trembling thighs and shaky breaths while you steady yourself with a hand on Tim’s chest, half tempted to just go to sleep like this- laying onto his chest with him buried deep and hard inside you.

But you lift yourself up, enjoying seeing your own mess painting his skin and settle on the bed beside him.

Even for Tim you’re surprised he’s still out. And your slightly shaky hand loosely around him while you shake off the rest of your high.

Tim moans, quiet and deep when you squeeze the base on his cock, trying ever slightly to raise his hips to you before going pliant again.

One hand smooths over his strong thigh and you kiss back up, trailing your lips over his lean torso and nipping his neck.

Occupying your mouth on his neck, licking up to his Adam’s apple then to the juncture of his neck and shoulder where he loves for you to bite.

You work on leaving a good mark and he groans, louder this time, weak like he’s pleading for your to continue.

Tim’s breathing becomes shallow and ragged in short pants as your slick hand jerks him off, pausing to massage your thumb right below the head and tightening your hold before doing it again.

He’s quick to cum, white spurting out over your hand and onto his pelvis while you keep jerking him through his orgasm.

His whole body tensed at his climax then released as his dick softens in your hold.

Pressing a light kiss to his cheek and whispering “Good boy.” to him before getting up on weak legs to go grab a wet rag.

You come back with a warm washcloth and can’t help but admire Tim while you wipe him off, sweat making his bangs stick together and managing to both look blissfully fucked out and at complete peace.

Finishing up, you toss the rag on the side for tomorrow, finally ready for bed yourself.

Satisfied and happy, you pull his shirt back down, laying yourself comfortably over Tim to go to sleep.

His heart thumps rhythmically below your ear as you snuggle him and pull the covers over you both.

One leg slides between his bare ones and his soft cock is warm against your thigh, comfortable and content.

“I love you Timmy, good night” You mumble tiredly and press a feather light kiss below his chin.

Tim mumbles something you can’t understand and are too out of it too, but one arm moves over your back before you fully drift off.