Joined This Fandom 3 Hours Ago And Now This Will Live In My Brain Forever. You Know When You Feel The

I bring a certain “Bruce and Dick should be allowed to be and always have been a non-standard dynamic. That’s the point—that in everyone who’s ever lived they, in a one-in-a-billion chance, found eachother and found home in the other. Not through blood or nuclear (family) labels, but in the recognition that “you’re just like me” and all that that encapsulates in it’s ambiguity” vibe to the function that a lot of batfamers don’t love

Any tips for not falling into permanent despair?

I suppose remembering that there is no greater act of defiance that living a full life

I Died In 2010 and Was Replaced By Someone With Absolutely No Motivation and Complete Emotional Unavailability, a conspiracy thread

Erasermic are so one husband (aizawa) has to have every inch of skin covered, a stuffie, a blanket, a hot water bottle, if your skin touches mine i will kms, the window open and other husband (hizashi) naked, furnace, no blanket, no pillow, wants to cuddle, crowding his husband to almost falling off the bed and then complains about not having enough room despite having 95% of the room coded.

I have a little headcanon living in my brain but i cannot write so i will leave it to you people…

Basically at some point one of the batkids find a photo album in some old storage elsewhere in the manor.

They obviously decide to open it, family bonding all that jazz.

But the pictures are clearly pre-Bruce, Thomas and Martha on dates, pictures in the manor gardens, Polaroids and photo booth strips of themselves stuck in.

All very cutesy.

And then Alfred is there, polaroids of him in the kitchen, dancing with Martha, gardening with Thomas, frowning at the camera as he sits in the library.

But then slowly the photos are getting more intimate, Thomas and Alfred with their cheeks pressed together grinning at the camera with lipstick stains on their faces, Martha laying against Thomas’ chest in the bedroom, Thomas’ head in Alfreds lap.

They cant stop turning the pages, more and more throuple-y adorable photos, finally one with Thomas and Martha on either side of Alfreds cheeks, in marker underneath ‘our Alfie’.

Obviously its chaos, blah, blah, blah i think theres a fic in there somewhere

Being someone who read Under The Red Hood and came out with the firm belief that, for Jason, it's not about killing Joker, it's about Jason wanting proof Batman would choose him over the Joker (bc shelia chose the joker). Makes seeing any other media where it's all about just wanting the Joker dead is a teeny bit frustrating. to be honest

Jason could've killed the Joker himself, really, really easily. Jason kidnaps the Joker before the confrontation. I can't open my comic for a reference right now, but it felt like he had the Joker for quite a bit before the confrontation. He had him. He beat him up with a crowbar. He had every single opportunity to kill the Joker himself, but he didn't because that wasn't his goal. Make no mistake, he did plan for the Joker to be dead by the end of it, but do you see what im trying to say here

I desperately need more Marvey ‘is this fucking play about us’ kinda fics. I need more misconduct meetings, I need more office gossip, I need more paranoid secret relationship fics! I need, need, need.

i love re-consuming media i used to love when i was younger. like wow! child me still is in me i am holding her hand and keeping her safe and doing her favorite things with her!!!!

Mic so seems the kinda teacher than confiscates students stuff for fun. Rubix cube? His now. Candy? His. Vape? Better not be a flavour he likes, if so, his.