Hellooooooo I love your art so much, healing my soul from the stuff dc puts us through. 💛
I saw the art w Jason & Diana (beloved) and was wondering if perhaps sometime if you’re cool w it, if you could please do Robin Jason meeting Wonder Woman? :D
I've noticed that some people making car content on the internet have stopped saying "tranny" as short for transmission, and using "trans" instead. Not sure if that's because of self-censorship to avoid demonetization on youtube, or if its because they actually don't want to say a slur anymore, but all I do know is it can end with some pretty funny results:
Why the hell is his room this messy though for real?
I really doubt Daiman Wayne would allow it to get like this. I hate this relatable-cis-white-male-ification they are doing to Damian so bad ya’ll don’t understand. It’s like when a female character gets a love interest and she gets waterdown to that male characters hot girlfriend.
Please for the love of god, free him, why does DC hate everything that is interesting about their characters that sell?
Bruce: *sees Tim and Jason covered in glitter and fencing with fire pokers, Steph and Cass having a tea party while taped to the ceiling and providing commentary in British accents, Duke climbing out the window, Damian roasting marshmallows in the curtains (which are now on fire), and Dick attempting to put out the curtain fire with a bucket of fruit punch*
Bruce:
Bruce: What.
Tim: I can explain.
Dick: No, he can’t.
Tim: Yes I can. The explanation is that we’re all insane.
all fanfiction is funnier and sexier and vastly better-written when you read it at three in the morning, in the dark, lying on your side, tucked into bed, with screen rotate turned off. that’s just how it works. that’s just facts.
I feel like the Robins probably watched horror movies to really up their game, taking notes on the gestures and body language that would creep you out. "Criminals are a superstitious lot", so yeah the guy in full body armour that could beat you up would suck, but a small child, somewhere in the dark, with an echoing laugh all around you as you fire off a hail of bullets, somehow dodging everything and gleefully messing you up. That's psychological warfare.
Duke: "Bad news guys, he managed to give me the slip."
Tim: "How? Okay, who's got eyes on him?"
Damian: "He's just... gone."
Tim: "Hood?"
Jason, eating takeout: "Stop hacking my comms for this, I'm not even there!" *leaves the channel*
Steph: "Negative from me, I've been tailing some whole other guy."
Tim: "Nightwing?"
Dick, in a whole other city, on the computer, barely listening: "I already told Alfred I left the keys in the--"
Tim: "Thanks anyways. Orphan?"
Cass:
Tim: "Well shit. Everyone, we need to find him now."
Kate, spotting Bruce holding someone's black-haired baby at the Gala and immediately taking the baby from him: "No."
Kate, pressing a hand to her earpiece: "I got him just in time. Don't give me those puppy dog eyes Bruce, you can't even keep all your kids' names straight anymore."
Tim: "Phew, crisis averted everyone, good work. But remain vigilant."
Dick: do you know what I hate? People acting as if JASON was an angry Robin-
Jason: can you not?
Dick: shut up! I'd say I was angry as Robin, Damian for a bit, Tim a little bit but JASON! JASON?
Jason: I have a rep-
Dick: HE WAS ADORABLE! He said 'Robin gives me magic', he had his little front curls, he used to wrap himself up in his cape so he was just a yellow triangle with legs, he looked like a little duckling!
Jason: *launching himself at Dick* SHUT UP!!!!
Dick: *prying Jason's hands away from his face* HE-
Jason: IGNORE HIM! He's a liar.
Donna: Jason you worked with us as Robin to fight Brother Blood. We know how you were and you were adorable.