hey guys have you ever heard of THE CHARACTER. i’m thinking about THE CHARACTER. honestly can’t even get shit done because i’m thinking about THE CHARACTER. i’m listening to a song and imagining THE CHARACTER. all i know and love is THE CHARACTER
also i feel like batman is too paranoid not to teach his kids to use a gun just in case
"erm actually Batman didn't teach any of his Robins how to handle a gun—" absolutely NOT. In Alfred Pennyworth's household? Don't make me laugh. Every single one of those kids have perfect trigger discipline.
don’t go for realism in your art if it frustrates you, get weird, get blocky, get wiggly, just try and draw what makes you happy, not something that meets a standard
Headcanon that when Duke becomes comfortable with the family he instantly starts pulling the Black Card to win an argument.
The first time it happens is when Batman asks him to stay late in the cave to go over some reports but Duke is tired Damnit and B isn't listening to his protests so he pulls his best sad face and asks "Is it because I'm Black?" When Bruce says that Duke can't ask his siblings to cover for him. Cue the biggest panic that any of them have seen in a long time as Batman switches to Bruce and starts assuring him and telling Duke to go relax.
From there Duke has realised he's gotten a get out of jail free card that he uses carefully (Re: to get out of a gala early, to get his favourite food for dinner a couple of times.)
Using it on his siblings only works once or twice before they start on the orphan card that rarely works as they're all orphaned one way or another.
One time he used it on a villain and they almost instantly stopped beating him up to protest the accused racism.
Bruce: Alright, Chum, seen as your twenty one you can have a drink too.
Dick: awww, babies first shot!
Bruce: he won’t be doing shots for his first drink-
Tim, down three shots consecutively with a straight face:
Bruce:
Dick:
Alfred:
Damian:
Jason:
Batcow:
Tim: ooo it’s burns, anyway-
literally. genuinely prefer the fanon over the canon because i feel like the writers so often put aside character development (especially for bruce) so that they can focus on plot/crime stuff/fighting and while i genuinely like the universe and such (can't say much for the plot because i only really know the robins's lore/stories) i just can't find the actual batman likable because of how emotionally stunted he feels like.
this is also why i personally really like the hc of him being a millionaire over being a billionaire honestly. saw someone else post about it and honestly it would make much more sense for the storyline if he were a millionaire because he literally can just. pay off all the lawmakers if he really wanted to with that amount of money but no, he just beats up criminals instead
i can and WILL blame all bruce's bad parenting on the writers idc u cant stop me he's a flawed person but BAD PERSON? BAD FATHER? no. the writers don't get him sometimes ok trust me bro
hey sexy. I can tell by the frequency of your blog updates that you are once again avoiding it all
Sometimes i'm standing in the middle of a bunch of timsteph shippers and they start talking about how cute it was when tim was super annoyed at steph and felt entitled to take her costume away and tell her identity to other heroes and criminals and I'm just screaming and crying and throwing up because it wasn't cute he was being an asshole and having steph be endeared by a guy taking away her agency was just sexist stereotyping and projecting from the men who wrote this romance can anyone hear me its so dark in here
this actually sounds like it'd be so fun to write tbh. itd be the perfect opportunity for a fairly well balanced angst/crack fic
Au where Jason is under the impression Talia told Bruce Jason was alive and just moves back to Gotham to get back to the life he missed. GED, college, part time job, etc. Runs into one of the bats at a coffee shop one day and is confused why they just fainted
The thing about reclaiming slurs is that once you've been affectionally called 'faggot' by friends, loved ones, and amiable fellows on the internet for long enough, you almost forget that it means something else to people who hate you.
Honestly at this point if a stranger on the street yelled "hey faggot!" after me, I'd probably turn around like "what?" like they'd just casually called me by name, and they were only trying to get my attention because they wanted to tell me something, before processing that they're being hostile.
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