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koppaiterocker · 4 months
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Sometimes low quality gifs are simply funnier
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inkedberries · 5 months
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sanguineterrain left this tag from my previous art post about bruce being 40s heartthrob coded and they are SO right!!!!!! can't stop thinking about it!!!!!
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men don't know if they want to be him or own him
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this man is a single mother
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tygerland · 6 months
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ronon-dex · 7 months
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how to recognise a mike flanagan show:
1. people saying 4 pages of dialogue to another person who will stare back at them, looking devastated
2. mike flanagan's wife looking unbelievably hot
3. gay activity
4. carla gugino scaring the shit out of someone
5. just the worst gore you have ever seen. only for a few seconds. but christ it will stay with you
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bbbbbbbbatman · 2 months
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Once Batman has revealed his identity to the JL, after some strong encouragement from Superman and Wonder Woman, Bruce decides to try to start being a bit more "personable" with the rest of league. They've been colleagues for a decade and he trusts them all, and according to Clark and Diana this means there's no need for his whole mysterious "shadow of the night" bit, so he invites the league to dinner at the manor.
It is raining heavily, and even though it's not that late, it's nearly pitch dark but for the frequent lightning strikes. The league arrives together at Wayne Manor and the wrought iron gates stretch upward before them, ending in spikes at the top with ivy overgrown across them. They stand there, uncomfortable, wet, a bit weirded out, wondering how they're supposed to get passed the gates.
"This is creepy, right?" Hal says. "It's not just me?"
A voice. "Hello." As the league turns to the sound, thunder claps loud enough to startle everyone as lightning strikes, illuminating a small child standing on the other side of the gates that was definitely not there a second ago. He stands motionless under an umbrella, seemingly unbothered by the rain, expression vaguely irritated, and his eyes seem to flash green in the light. "I have been instructed to escort you inside."
The child doesn't move in any way but the gates slowly swing open, the creaking sounds sound straight out of a horror movie. Once they are fully opened, the boy turns and starts walking down the path without a word.
The league, some members quite freaked out at this point, follow him after exchanging some looks. They round a bend in the path and the manor comes into view. It is a massive dark structure, rising from the ground. Another lightning strike illuminates pointed spires, jagged edges, and it's gloomy, gothic nature. The sound of bats shrieking can be heard in the distance over the rain.
The league finally arrives at the front door, cold, wet, and thoroughly discomfited. An old man, a butler, looking out of time, opens the door, the child disappears inside. The butler welcomes everyone inside graciously but with a distant politeness. Despite the appearance of the exterior, the inside is well lit with warm light and seems inviting, though ostentatious. The league is relieved.
Until another massive lightning strike and thunder clap cuts the power off and the room is pitch black.
"Oh, you're here," a deep voice says from somewhere up above. No sooner are the words out than another lightning strike illuminates a dark, hulking figure on the staircase that was also definitely not there a second ago. At least two people scream.
Bruce is wildly confused as to why his guests are screaming, he didn't think any of them were afraid of the dark? The back up generator kicks on and the lights come back on and everybody seems to calm down. The rest of the dinner seems to go well (as well as a dinner can with the justice league and all of Bruce's kids) but strangely, to Bruce's confusion, it somehow only made his "spooky" reputation worse. He's not really sure why the whole league seems to think he lives in a haunted house.
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illyxion · 1 month
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Robins play pretend with a “dragon”.
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zivazivc · 2 months
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do you think freesia and jd would ever get back together? or will they stay sort-of friends?
I'm not going to lie, I kinda like the idea of them starting to date again and seeing where it takes them. 🙈 freesia sneaked into my heart for some reason (she kind of started this new trend of mine where i make ocs that were created to be dicks and then me just getting protective of them and trying to reason out their awful behavior kasjsdj)
also their ship already has a #1 hater and #1 supporter, both of which are doing it for the wrong reasons...
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fishfission-dc · 1 year
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“Who’s the best Robin?”
My favorite character that has been Robin is Jason Todd.
I think Tim Drake was the best at being Robin.
Dick Grayson is the most successful and the best hero, but it was after he was Robin.
Damian
Stephanie changed what it meant to be Robin, and empowers me the most as a woman.
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frownyalfred · 9 months
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just sitting here thinking about how sad/weird/amazing it is for Bruce to finally hear press and community members say “The Waynes” plural again without meaning his parents
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starsapphire · 3 months
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cassandra cain in batman: family #7
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bruciemilf · 2 months
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Yk what I need??? NEED the batKids to just admire Bruce’s beauty ( USHSJSNSNS ur last post about Jason calling Bruce pretty just added fuel to the fire )
Love ur blog :)!!!
Thank you! And that’s so adorable! I just adore the image of Bruce, wide awake at 3 in the morning, applying concealer all over the swollen bruises acquired tonight.
The brush is thick and fluffy, designed to spread a generous amount while maintaining a smooth application, its bristles silver and pale. Dick thinks it belonged to Bruce’s mom, because he looks terribly sad using it.
“You should be asleep, “ Bruce sighs, not entirely delighted his ward is losing precious resting time. He’s read, clearly, that children need a minimal 8 hours of sleep.
“So should you! What are you doing up?”
“Getting ready for a meeting at 7.”
“You’re like, really pretty.”
Bruce pauses, skin blossoming with sudden, flustered heat, “Oh, thank you, Dickie, that’s very kind—“
Dick’s smile beams like moonlight, “So you agree. You think you’re really pretty.”
“…I haven’t watched a single movie in 12 years, so, I think that joke is wasted.”
“Dammit. Thanks a lot, trauma.”
Oh, but Jason? The tiny boy could watch Bruce for hours. His face is so interesting. B’s eyelashes are so long, and his eyes are such a pretty hazel, just like Catherine’s, and his smile is awesome.
He feels really special, because Bruce smiles for no camera, but when Jason asks him to take his picture, he does it without complaint.
“B, boys can be pretty too, right?”
Bruce pauses a bit, not entirely confident. Should he treat this as something casual? Should he break out the educational, but welcoming dialogue? Is it something else? Why aren’t there parenting classes?
“Hn. Yeah.”
“I think you’re the prettiest man in Gotham!”
“I’m afraid that’s not true, Jason.”
“What?! How come?!”
“Because the prettiest boy in Gotham is standing right in front of me.”
Tiny Jason squeaking and squealing joyfully while Bruce takes him in his arms, peppering his soft cheeks with kisses, while a teenage Dick rolls his eyes in the background, trying not to smile.
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lastmayqueen · 7 months
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discussing brucie wayne in heeled oxfords with my husband and they brought up some excellent points:
batman and brucie wayne can't be the same height so only one of them can wear heels
batman needs to be intimidating so he should be taller, so he should have the lifts
this prevents brucie wayne in glamorous heeled loafers :((
the solution i propose: brucie wayne gets his heels, batman wears fuckoff high platforms
my husband then of course saw an excellent opportunity for one of the rogues to notice and message the group chat telling everyone to bully batman for being insecure about his height
we decided this culminated in Harley tweeting "batman, are you insecure about your height because of toxic masculinity or a deep rooted fear of inferiority in any measure?" and one of the robins replying "those are his hooves you bitch"
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tygerland · 6 months
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snakeredbirdbatkatana · 2 months
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In a way this was the best outcome.
Timothy Drake was always meant to die.
He cheated the reaper when he was nine knife at his throat chasing around vigilantes who wouldn't have ever known him as anything other than a statistic.
He survived past fifteen which for any boy who wears those bright colors knows is an achievement.
Luck is what they will say.
Bad luck specifically wrong place right time at least in his mind.
Bleeding out with his brothers surrounding him.
A bullet he took before it could reach Damian.
He can see him he looks terrified standing a good two feet away which is an accurate description of them a gap that neither boy could ever seem to close.
Jason lost his mask somewhere he can feel the press of his fingers trying to keep blood in. Demanding it. Hopeing for a miracle. That's Jason Todd.
Holding him Dick's arms wrapped around him whispering
"I have you sweetheart I know it hurts, Dad's coming baby just a little bit longer."
He remembers a poem he found right after Jason died he had wondered if Jason raged fought tooth and nail to keep breathing.
But with all his brothers here his Father on the way he can't think of a better time.
As his breathe slows and he feels his vision fade he doesn't fight.
Lying in his brothers arms Timothy Jackson Drake takes his last breath.
Peacefully falling into the night.
There was no rage only a sense of peace for a tired hero who could finally rest.
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stolos · 4 months
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🦇🖤🐈‍⬛
The original piece is by Pruett Carter (which may be called ‘vanity, thy name’ but I’ve been having difficulty finding a solid source for the referenced painting.)
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voguefashion · 10 months
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Farrah Fawcett photographed by Bruce McBroom in the summer of 1976.
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