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This crackship is my brainrot right now

A next gen Lego Monkie Kid oc and a DC character what can go wrong? (⁠人⁠*⁠´⁠∀⁠｀⁠)⁠｡⁠*ﾟ⁠+

without the drawings

this is also for future chapters of the fic for this crackship-

They should do an episode of ghosts where Robin goes to space and the captain is gay. That would be nice.

I saw a ghosts headcanon where they said kitty was gender fluid????? Like bestie no, if any of them are gender fluid it's robin. I can so picture him being like "some day me boy,some day me girl. Some day me just want moonah."

I don't know how common that headcanon about Kitty is but oh well

This interaction was so funny

Ok look crossovers between the batfam and Spiderman where no one knows each other are cool ok but what would be better would be if we take the fact that they've met before in the comics and therefore batman would not want his already caotic kids to meet this dumbass.

So I decided to draw it. Adittionally there are outher marvel character running around I just couldn't fit them into this drawing specifically.

If any one else sees my vision please tell me

If you're still doing requests? May I request 2004 Riddlebat it's my favorite ship version between Batman x Riddler that doesn't get enough love 💖

I mean I’ve got some dumb doodles of them

I feel like we forgot about bro’s science team

You stole that from Robin in Young Justice

I’ve been overwhelmed. I’ve been underwhelmed… Have I ever been whelmed?

Concept: all five Robins are incorporated into the DC cinematic universe. Damian isn’t whitewashed and the Red Hood’s helmet doesn’t have its own facial expressions.

Jason Todd’s “Fuck You Dad” Playlist

“Faith has earned me nothing but a liar’s tongue,

A child’s grief.

Promised the sacrament, but understand-

You will not save me.

You will not save me.

But you’ll consecrate me.”

You believed in Batman, in Bruce Wayne. He was bigger than life, bigger than death…until he wasn’t. Ain’t that the way it always goes with parents?

Daddy didn’t save you, but he’ll sure make you a martyr. Every moment of your life stripped of autonomy and personhood, towards the monument of Bruce’s pain.

It becomes the thing that defines Bruce, because that’s what Bruce does with pain. He puts it in a goddamn trophy case for everyone to see. Bruce doesn’t know how to be anything but ostentatious.

You came back from death, but you’re different now. You’ll never be as squeaky clean. That’s the thing about death- it cleanses all sin. Broken men will never measure up against dead boys. Dead birds.

I swear I meant this to be a writing blog where I distract myself from my obligations but I keep thinking about Batman on main

Obsessed with the way this ad is popping up in the Bruce Wayne tag

Supersons {preview scene}

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Bueno bueno bueno, desde que leí "adventures of supersons" siempre había querido ver a los otros dos niños de estas viñetas en los roles de Robin y Supergirl en acción.... ( Algún momento los voy a colorear y publicar finalizado).

(si, estos dos chicos... Que son realmente adorables ↑)

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Well well Well, ever since read "adventures of supersons" had always wanted to see the other two children from these cartoons in the rolls of robin and supergirl in action... (some time I'll color you up and post finished).

(yeah, these two kids... That are really adorable ↑).

I love the all!! 😍💖✨ Which is your favorite? . . All of them available on my redbubble store!✨ . . #wandavision #wandamaximoff #robin #redrobin #marvel #dc #anime #bokunoheroacademia #sk8theinfinity #langa #reki #geek #otaku #pcgamer https://www.instagram.com/p/CUyK8AJPt86/?utm_medium=tumblr

Si o si lo tenía que dibujar gg salu2 🤭🥰 . . #robin #teentitans #robinfanart #digitalart #drawing #illustration #dickgrayson #dccomics https://www.instagram.com/p/CL8ZpTthJcb/?igshid=1tz9cinceyz7n

Y regresó mi obsesión con los Robins... 😅 . . #digitaldrawing #robin #timothydrake #dc #digitalart #ibispaintx #blueeyes #redrobin https://www.instagram.com/p/CLGhitDB7at/?igshid=1mrrusye4pous

Hear me out-

McFarlane needs to produce this line for a Multiverse series!

hot drinks with loved ones ☕️💖

Just a few doodles from school

Or having his parents outright disowning him for his sexuality

one thing i do crave is a gay little comic with hartley going to tim and jon, being like “your coming out could always be worse, i told wally i was gay and he ran down a building,” while wally runs in like “that was years ago and i apologised,” this is my one request, dc

outside of you finally confirming connor hawke is gay

Me missing Cullen Row 😭

Casually hands kids weapons that are as big as themselves

The teams reaction to Bart complaining

Bart: Wally and I had a fight.

Tim: I’m sure he didn’t mean it.

_

Bart: Wally and I had a fight.

Kon: did you win?

-

Bart: Wally and I had a fight.

Cassie: next time, go for the eyes and then strike the throat-

I just imagine how Jay and Bart meet being something stupid.

Bart’s visiting the manor to chill cause they understand his trauma and pain better than any of the flashfam, who also kinda disowned him.

They started a harmless “drink if you have” game and so it begins.

Jason, being a little shit that likes making people uncomfortable by bringing up his death: alright. Drink if you’ve died.

*both Jason and Bart take a shot* (obviously Dami can’t cause he’s underage and not playing)

Duke: dude, you died?

Bart: *shrugs*

*room is silent for a bit*

Bart: *nervous sweats*

Bart: alright so, drink if you’ve been to space-

So on so fourth.

Kon and Bart: *eating insane amounts of Pie*

Kon: Tim, you gotta order a piece of this pie.

Tim: I did. You guys immediately ate it.

Kon: What would make you possibly believe I have any idea that I knew where this "wolf" is?

Tim: Oh, well first off, somebody called in an anonymous report that some masked teen was flying through Metropolis with a moving tarp. Secondly, I'm dating you and I know when you're lying and third, there's around 300 packets of tarter sauce on the doorstep.

Kon: You're right... I'll start watching my cholesterol.

Tim: Kon.

Kon: Bart was here?

Tim, walking to a walk in closet and opening it so the wolf tumbles out: Kon.

Kon: ... Whaaaat? Bart must've... hid that... there. Without me knowing... Crazzzy.

Bart: I'm the best observer you know!

Tim: Last week you thought that a sponge in the tower was an owl.

Bart: If you'd stop buyin' ‘em in bird colors, that would stop happening.

Bart, trying hard to be the distraction: I'm so sorry about this. It's my assistant that makes all the reservations, and she's been under heavy medications. She was recently diagnosed with Parvo.

Bad guy: Isn't that a dog's disease?

Bart, watching Tim sneak behind the desk: Yes, yes, it is. My assistant is a Golden Retriever. Adorable, but dim. Her whole keyboard is just three big buttons. She has very large paws. I should have fired her years ago, but she's a rescue and I just didn't have the heart.

Tim: Alright, I hope you all payed attention to my presentation. Bart, how can you tell that one is a compulsive liar?

Bart: Assuming that their pants aren't on fire.

Tim: Bart, this is serious.

Bart: I'm being completely serious.

Warm Bodies

(Originally posted on AO3 by me/aka user CrashCityCentral)

The last thief was knocked out with a swift knee to his face and he fell limp. The distant sirens caught the vigilante’s attention and he let go of the KOd criminal's hair, dropping him to the ground then slumped into the shadows, hoisting himself up a fire escape and to the rooftop overlooking the dark alleyway where the fight took place. He peered over the edge to the carnage he left behind; a group of 8, 6 men and 2 women, unconsciously strewed across the alley floor, all petty thefts and wanna-be big shots. He left once he made sure none of them woke back up and the police were close enough. He never bothered staying around for these moments, the police were looking for him too. He didn’t always keep his opponents alive. But, like any other corny romance novel, he met someone and they changed him. For the better, which he honestly thought was impossible until that point. He didn’t look back again and instead traveled through the city by rooftop. It was just about time to hang up his helmet for the night.

He jumped from building to building, the close proximity of the cities structures making it perfect for travel. Once he was close enough to his current safe house, he dropped down to the streets and ducked into a darker part of the backend allies where he pulled a bag from a hidden spot. He opened it, stripping his chest plate off and stuffing it inside. He then reached around his head to press two switches on either side of his helmet and slowly pull it off revealing his face. Jason Todd.

Jason slung the bag over his shoulders, now casually dressed in a tank-top and his suit pants, walking back to the main roads and towards the direction of his safe house, acting as casual as ever. This had been his constant routine. Once at the door, he pulled his keys out and unlocked a padlock that kept a latch shut. When the latch was opened he entered a six-digit code the door clicked and was pushed open. From where his warehouse was there was a glimpse of moonlight shining through the windows and now open the door, with only his shadow blocking out the only source of light in the dark room. Jason closed the door again slowly and tried not to make a sound as he locked it once more and put his keys on a nearby table. The room was a deafening silence, almost making his ears ring. It wasn’t always this quiet. He moved to hang up his gear and walked further into the house. His movements were slow, and he couldn’t tell if it was because he was tired or sore from fighting. It could be both. He let out an exhausted sigh before reaching the bedroom, moving the door handle slowly so the creaking wouldn’t disrupt the silence. There was a figure on the bed, laying there and waiting for him. It didn’t move when he came fully into the room and shut the door or took off his boots. It didn’t move until he walked over and was hovering over the bed and sat on the edge.

“Hey, Bart,” Jason said without even bothering to look at the boy laying down beside him.

“Welcome home, Jay,” Bart replied, with his usual animated grin. Though it was dark, Jason could practically see that smile. Something about the way he says it now makes it sound rehearsed. It was the same reply Jason got every time he came back, followed by the usual questions asked at rapid-fire. “How did it go? Did you kick ass? Are you hurt?”

“No, I’m not hurt,” Jason said, his reply just as practiced. He didn’t bother answering the other two. He couldn’t. He just stared at the same place he zoned into when he sat down.

“You seem sad. What’s wrong?” Bart asked. Though he didn’t hear it, Jason could feel Bart move closer.

“You know what’s wrong.” The silence was too much. It was all wrong. All of it.

“What do you mean, Jay?” Bart’s voice still feigned the innocent confusion it always had.

Jason loved that about him. He loved how confused Bart got sometimes. When Bart gets too confused he gets frustrated and makes this cute pouty face and his leg bounces more violently the longer he thinks. It was just so him .

“Please don’t act like you don’t know.” Jason’s tone was nothing but pain. His voice was leveled but his mind was anything but. It’s been a long night.

“What’s wrong?” There he goes again. Those same routine lines. Those same replayed words. Those same concerned eyes.

Jason refused to look at those eyes. He knew if he did he’d cave and just accept this. But he couldn’t.

“You need to leave, Bart.” He swallowed hard, regretting the words but not taking them back either. This needed to happen. For both of them.

“I don’t understand.” the smile in Bart’s voice was gone. What was left was just concern. Jason cried.

The first few tears slipped out unannounced until they all just started pouring out. Tears and broken sobs. He wiped them away quickly, eyes screwed shut. There was a tingling sensation like someone had grazed their fingers lightly, over his cheek. His hand was so cold.

“Don’t cry, Jaybird.” Bart soothed. Jason reminded himself he couldn’t look. If he looked it became real.

“Please stop, Bart. Just go.” He rubbed his eyes. The ear-ringing silence came back. In the back of his mind, Jason knew he’d be back, just like he always is. But he was alone for now, his thoughts leaving him in peace until the next time. He opened his eyes.

Jason felt like crying again. He didn’t want to push him away, he didn’t want to tell Bart to leave. He wanted nothing more than to cave in and just collapse, letting Bart’s words soothe everything away and kiss him until he didn’t feel anything but loved. To listen to his rambles again and be praised with every villain he didn’t kill.

He wanted all of that back, he wanted his speedster.

Whatever his mind was doing to him was sick. Bart was dead. He has been for some time.

I might as well make this series Bart and the Batboys.

So we all know Bart and his dynamic with Tim, but honestly there's so many possibilities. Hi, if you're new here, I rant a lot about how Bart and Jason would get along wonderfully.

Anyways, Bart and Damian. So we all know Bart, once he dies, for some reason always comes back younger. (That reason is probably cause DC creators only see him as comedic relief and keeping him young keeps his spark but I'll leave that for another time). So eventually, When he comes back from death as Impulse, same age as Damian, after previously being as old as Tim (which is just weird), we have a blooming friendship.

Now obviously, Damian- bless him- is our snobby little prince with serious attatchment issues and good sense of humor. I feel like Bart would bring out a totally different side of him tho. We all know About Damian and Colin, or Damian and Jon, but Bart is just different from them.

As I've stated in my JayBart rants, Bart and Damian would definatly hold that sort of mutual understanding of what it's like to die and come back.

But other than being a total prankster and fun loving kid, Bart has his moments when he's got this off-shore wise part of him that has great advice. (such baby) I feel like Damian trying to shed away his teachings from the LOA and trying to fit into his newfound clusterheck of a family would be really hard for him. Obviously Bart knows a thing or two about that, seeing as him and his own family didn't get along either and they had no idea he existed until he showed up one day too, so Damian would see this side of Bart whenever he gives the Robin advice or just talks that no one else really sees and thats just so... hgggn

Also, Bart would definatly try to teach Damian how to have fun and invite him to tag or hide and seek and only get Damian to play when he says it can help in tacticality and training. He'd be very patient the entire time with him, and ends up having fun anyways. (Accidently breaks more than a few vases in the manor durring tag, oops)

Bart is also basically immune to rude comments since he's just too aloof to either notice them or care. (Legit, joker calls him an "obnoxious, fleet-footer, super brat" and all Bart does is think for a moment and say "no I'm not") Anything Damian throws at him he'll laugh along too. Also, 90% sure Bart would get Damian to smile a lot when people aren't around and he calls it a win.

Since Bart was trained in combat by Timmy and the LAPD and he has superspeed reaction time, he's a great spar partner for Damain. Dami uses him mostly for hand-to-hand or vent sparring and Bart is completely okay with this. His reflexs to all the punches and kicks are perfect for a moving target and keeping the fight going for longer.

There's a lot more I can say on this but I'll end it here. Y'all are probably like "Who's gonna read this long heckin thing" and I'm wondering the same.

inaccurate Batfam quotes #36

Dick: You little shit.

Jason: They just like me better!

Dick: Right, and how much did you have to blackmail them to believe that you little gremlin.

Bruce: What's going on here?

Dick: Jason stole one of my best friends and Ex girlfriend!

Jason: I plead the fifth! Can't steal what you never had!

Dick: Why you-

Bruce: Dick, maybe consider that they do like Jason for his... personality.

Jason: Why you gotta say it like that?

Dick: This is ridiculous. *storms off all dramatically*

Bruce: Maybe for future reference, don't steal any of Dick's friends.

Jason: Fine, I won't steal any more of Dick's best friends. Yeesh.

[One week later]

Jason: *casually sitting on a seat enjoying hot cocoa*

Tim: *slams the door open* YOU BITCH!

Jason: *smirking* Hi, Timmy.

Tim: DoN'T Hi TiMmY mE, YoU tOoK BaRt FrOm Me hOw CoUlD yOU!

Bruce: Jason, this isn't what I meant when I said don't steal any more of Dick's friends.

Jason: You should have specified.