Bruce wakes up on his birthday and sees a giant framed poster hanging on his wall:
Bruce: Okay.
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Bruce, shuffling over to the table where his kids are waiting for his birthday breakfast: I saw your gift.
Cass: Do you like it? I put “awesome.”
Damian: I put “Batman.”
Tim: I put “neurotic.”
Bruce, grabbing a some sausage links and a muffin and shoving them into his robe pocket: I’m…*yawn* mostly wondering who called me a unicycle.
Batkids: *eyeballing each other*
Bruce, slumping back out of the room, yawning again: Thanks for the birthday meal, g’night.
Batkids:
Dick: So who—
Duke, jumping to his feet: LOOK I panicked okay I was the last one to pick and couldn't think of a word for U! Jason stop laughing—
No because I think about this a lot:
"Dick's been on the go since he was nine."
And that doesn't even include his time as an acrobat. Dick has literally been working non-stop for nearly his entire life.
“Ides” of April
he's just a little guy
The Boy Wonder #2 by Juni Ba
Literally Bruce in Robin Lives! and other comics: Nobody blames me more for what became of my kids than myself. Taking them in was a selfish decision. I fucked them up, I'm leading them nowhere than pain and death. I should isolate myself and stop interacting with anyone else to stop hurting people, to stop hurting them. (Is often shown that he is wrong and his kids don't blame him, EVEN JASON)
Some genius on Tumblr: Bruce thinks he saved his kids for taking them in, but everyone else can see he is the one who fucked up some perfectly healthy kid!
someone wife him up😌❗️❗️❗️
i have a problem called falling in love with red headed girls
Girl time
Bruce is going about his business one day when he realizes Tim has gone missing. Nothing suspicious has happened, so he consults the others to see where he might have gone.
These panels bring me an immense amount of joy
this speaking as a cis person. Nothing brings me more joy seeing people find gender euphoria in becoming a mediocre representation of humanity. And I mean that so genuinely. Local boy finds joy and fulfillment wearing a cargo shorts and t-shirt combo. Local girl has transitioned to look like someone's disheveled aunt, has never been happier. Local person experiences gender euphoria rocking the world's worst bowl-cut. Without a scap of irony, this shit makes me see the wonder and whimsy in just, being a human. An average, person going through their day-to-day, is a wondrous thing? That's amazing. And heteronormativity has stripped these experiences of their joy. Like you're right, wearing a basic girlypop skirt should make my heart sing. Why not? Why are these expressions lesser because they're normal? All this to say. Shoutout to all the basic bitches out there. Yes that polo shirt does make you look like a divorced golfer dad. Yes, that too is kind of a slay, now that I think of it.
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