can someone draw this with Bruce and Damian instead?
joyfire
I like the look of agony, because I know it’s true
Emily Dickinson (via wonderwarhol)
WIP I wasn’t kidding about those Dick+Donna covers 👁👄👁
gettin full-named and receiving psychic damage
Bruce going through his utility belt checklist and noting who the items are for
Phone charger (Duke, Tim)
Juice box (Damian, Dick)
Fidget toys (Dick, himself)
Kindle (Jason)
Lollipops (all children 👨👧👦)
Gummy worms (Cass)
Tampon (Steph, Cass. Just in case.)
Epi-Pen (Tim)
A very small dinosaur figurine that Duke gave him (himself)
Pen and mini sketch pad (Damian)
Tootsie Rolls (if Clark stops by)
Condom
Tamagotchi (Cass, Damian)
Shrimp??? 🍤
who put shrimp in my utility belt
I mean it. We’re not going out until someone tells me who did it.
This behavior is unacceptable. This is disgusting.
Well? I’m waiting. Someone has to know who did this.
I’m serious. Who put the goddamned shrimp in here? No, no, we’re not leaving yet. Get back here. Do you think I’m joking? Do I look amused? We’re all staying right here until one of you comes forward.
I can’t believe the disrespect I have to put up with from this family
Shrimp?!
Fine, you know what? Now no one gets to go out. We’re all staying right here in the cave. How do you feel about that? Are you satisfied with yourselves? Condiment King is pouring mustard all over city hall and we’re stuck here because of your bad choices.
Ok new fic idea
Bruce gets transported to another dimension where everything is normal. There’s no magic, there’s no vigilantism, no super hero’s
Also his parents are alive
And he’s freaking the absolute fuck out, he’s trying to explain everything and say he’s not suppose to be there and they’re like, “uhhh, let’s call Clark?” And Bruce is like, “YES LETS CALL CLARK”
And Clark and Diana come over and they’re like, “Bruce you good??”
And Bruce is flipping his shit explaining to them, then he smacks the shot out of Clark and everyone is like, “BRUCE WHAT THE FUCK??” And Clark has a nose bleed and Bruce is just standing there freaking out more
Then suddenly he’s like, “where are my children??” And they’re like, “what children? Bruce you have no children?”
And Bruce is like, “My children I adopted! I have 6 kids! 7 of o count Stephanie and I do! WHERES MY KIDS. Talia! Talia I’ll get Talia, she and Ra’s have to understand”
And they’re like, “who????” And Bruce is like, “the mother of my child? The one who got away? We couldn’t agree on certain things. Like not murdering people or taking over the world”
And basically everything is like, “Bruce has lost his shit” meanwhile THAT Bruce is now is the Batman timeline and HES freaking the fuck out. Everyone is freaking the fuck out because that’s not Bruce, and poor Bruce is like, “I’m not ready to be a father??”
But then OUR Bruce is like, “ok I’ll actually prove it” and takes off his shirt and shows all his scars and everyone is like, “holy shit. What is happening?? You’re definitely not Bruce??”
Basically a want all hell to break and Constantine come son and fixes it the end
Hi, I’m a Slut - A Slam Poem // Savannah Brown (x)