Jason and Dick falling back into being brothers after Jason gets resurrected except both of them keep forgetting that although Dick is still older, Jason is now very much not a small little Robin anymore.
Dick, pointing to an ugly old guy on TV: that’s you
Jason, gesturing to a pug: that’s you
Dick: *flicks the side of Jason’s head*
Jason: do that again and i’ll smash your face in
Dick: bring it on, little wing!
Jason: *jokily shoves Dick off the couch*
Dick: *flies two feet and smashes through a glass table*
Tim and Damian watch Dick try and sneak up on Jason from behind to shove him in the pool but Jason doesn’t even budge, and they see Dick’s eyes widen in regret before he gets judo-flipped into the water. Jason tries to jump in after but forgets how big he is and manages to both land directly on Dick’s flailing body and cause a wave big enough to drench Alfred standing at the other edge. Damian turns dead eyes onto Tim,
Damian: promise me we’ll never be that immature.
Tim: we can learn from their stupidity
Alfred, dripping onto the tiles, Jason and Dick struggling in the background: please see that you do.
just so you know, you have some followers who enjoy/write fanfiction. not saying their urls rn bc i don’t wanna air out dirty laundry in public but if you want them so you can block and report, just say the word and i’ll dm you a list
hooray for blue charmander!
somehow I've done another Chartodile family moment
"A ship can never truly love an anchor." dude shut up. a ship without an anchor gets dashed against the rocks. it's useless, completely at the whim of the currents. a ship loves an anchor so much it carries it everywhere it goes. the anchor gives the ship the world to love. dude.
Dogs have had many jobs throughout history, in this case: Revenge.
I don't trust anyone who hasn't acknowledged their capacity for evil.
Bartender: thanks for stopping that bar fight, spiderman. Can I get you a drink? It’s on the house
Peter: thank you, but I can’t
Bartender: why not
Peter:
Bartender:
Peter, trying not to give his age away: I’m pregnant
unfriendly reminder: this is a sex worker positive space. I will not tolerate the disrespect of sex workers here, and if you cant agree with that without a doubt then you're not welcome here.
halflings love their new giant children
I’m so glad tumblr doesn’t tell you the amount of users who have seen your post because the thought of being perceived scares me