The Batcave has a “Do Not Talk To Me” couch. It’s sacred. It’s unspoken. It’s real.
okay so. picture this:
the batcave has one couch. it's in the corner. it’s hideous. it’s like beige or green or something equally offensive to every one of their aesthetics. no one likes the couch.
and that is exactly why it became sacred.
because one night jason just. drops onto it. full gear. bleeding. absolutely done with life. says nothing. doesn’t even take off the helmet. sits there in silence for 3 hours and then leaves.
next week tim uses it. sits there post-mission. face in hands. someone tries to ask if he’s okay and jason throws a batarang at them.
and thus it began.
Rules of the Do Not Talk To Me Couch:
You sit there? No one speaks to you.
You cry? No you didn’t.
You eat cold noodles off your chest at 4 a.m.? That’s sacred time.
If someone tries to comfort you? They are excommunicated for 12 hours.
Dick (sitting on the couch):
Damian: Grayson, are you—
Jason (from across the cave): HE’S ON THE COUCH.
Jason: I don’t make the rules.
Steph: You LITERALLY made the rules.
Jason: And I am the defender of the rules. There’s a difference.
one time damian storms in. covered in blood. absolutely furious. 10/10 rage goblin energy. throws his sword. marches to the couch. sits. arms crossed. steaming.
tim takes one look at him and goes: “i’m making tea.”
jason: “that’s acceptable. tea is allowed. talking is not.”
bonus:
once bruce sits on it.
and the ENTIRE CAVE goes silent.
tim literally freezes mid-typing. cass stops mid-flip. jason just mutters “oh shit.”
they all leave. immediately.
the couch is not ready for bruce.
extra bonus:
alfred vacuums around the couch. never says a word. leaves snacks in a silent offering. once placed a weighted blanket gently on jason’s shoulder. that’s different. he’s allowed.
dick: jason gave me a flower today. He came up to me, all exited, then he handed me a flower and ran away giggling. I feel so special
Roy: what.
Kory: he did the same for me! How adorable right! It reminded me from when he was young. Perhaps he's trying to reconnect with his younger self? Try to live the rest of his youth?
Dick: mayhaps.
Roy: that's not a real word. And why did he gave you guys flowers and not me!
Kyle and donna walking past them,
Kyle: oh you guys received flowers? We did too!
Donna: yeah look! He even pressed it for me to use as a bookmark!
Roy: why would he give YOU FLOWERS?
artemis: I received a flower aswell, it smells acceptable.
Roy: I'm going to-
Barb, rolling up : what are we talking about here?
Dick: evreyone except for Roy got flowers from jason
Barb: oh? Did he act weird with yall too? Like he was shy but happy to give the flowers?
Kyle: now that you say it.. yeah?
Roy: so unfair! I want to see a shy jason too!!
Kory: why would he be shy with you. You're his best friend!
Roy: why would he be shy with dick! He's his brother!
Dick: I'm also like- his favorite hero!
Artemis: no that's wonder woman
Dick: well then I'm his favorite batfam member!
Barb: ehem.
dick: me and barb* are his favorite batfam members.
Roy, continues to argument.
Jason, who's been planting flowers, and very happy about how the flowers he's been giving out have been accepted happily.
Roy finds flowers in a vase, in his room later that day.
Tim drake complaining to DICK GRAYSON about his dad will always be so funny to me . This boy has his foot in his mouth...i love him
People keep forgetting this but jason was SHORT before the pit, like he was 5'2 (157cm) or something. Not only that but he was also very skinny with little muscle mass because of all the muscular atrophy. So I don't know why everyone keeps writing a Jason who never died like a really tall guy with a bunch of muscle. I totally think he would be like YJ!Jason Todd.
nothing beats the feeling of going back to a fandom that you were in when you were younger, and rediscovering the chokehold that your favorite characters (still) have on you.
I've been putting off writing a fic soooo long but oh my days, LIFE is not having it.
Is this karma for wanting to write about a...a..straight 🤮 couple.
Hola mis nulos amigos y personas interesadas en mi .
Recientemente mi psicóloga ha mencionado la posibilidad de que sea una persona autista ( aún que yo misma investigue y me auto diagnostique hace casi 3 años ).
Ahora esto es básicamente mi diario personal ,no espero hacer amigos ( en realidad si ,pero no quiero decepcionarme porque las posibilidades de tener amigos siempre son bajas para mí ).
Solo vengo a decir que odio las instrucciones en las tareas porque son tan inecesariamente complicadas ,osea porque me estás dando una hoja y media de indicaciones con palabras tan abstractas para solo decirle que quieres que escriba un resumen de 4 párrafos .Siempre e odiado eso y por alguna razón cuando leo las instrucciones siento como si mi mente fuera perforada por un maldito taladro y siento como mi cuerpo se entume.
Si básicamente mi respiración también se pone mal y lloro Y NO ME IMPORTA SI ES VERGONZOSO , REALMENTE TENGO UN PROBLEMA CON LAS INSTRUCCIONES.
También por eso se me complican los trabajos en equipo pero eso será para después.
Aún estoy llorando por este estupido trabajo en equipo y siento que me estoy quemando la cabeza ( en serio me siento tan mal)
Mis compañeros simplemente tiran palabras complicadas de las cuales estoy segura que NI SIQUIERA SABEN QUE SIGNIFICA.
Gotham's Underworld loves Nightwing way more than they love Batman. It's not only the fact that batman will send them to the hospital without even a good pun, but that all the goons have seen Dick grow up firsthand. Naturally, they get a little...upset when their robin is being mistreated
Nightwing, limping beside Batman on Patrol one evening, back from Bludhaven for a few days :
Batman, worried: Nightwing, are you oka-
Goon, running up to Nightwing and cutting batman off: Oh my god! Are you okay?! What happened?!
Batman: ??? Who are you
Goon: What, you don't remember me? We coparented together.
Batman: Excuse me?
Goon: Yeah i saved him from that asshole Joker when he was robin, twice!
Batman:
Goon #2, motherly cupping nightwing's face: Oh goodness, you haven't been eating in that shithole blud, have you?
Goon #3: And look at your eyes! They look so sad! Were you being hard on yourself again?
Goon #4, to Batman: You should really be more emotionally present towards him.
Batman:
Nightwing: Guys, guys, I'm okay! Really, john, jacob, jonn and joan, you can calm down now
Batman: ...You know them by name?
so uhhh. yeah.
Well then I discovered that it is no good trying to use Ibis Paint for the first time at 2 am on my broken tablet
So I have this idea that at first Batman took Jason to the league meetings because he's definitely better behaved than Dick.Jason usually sits in a corner and watches or just plays. But today he was trying to finish his volcano project Barry and Hal were still playing next to each other they didn't bother to move because they thought Robin would dodge anything but Today Robin was too focused on his homework. Then Robin gets hit so hard and at first they think it's nothing, they saw the boy get thrown out of a window,They think it's nothing to him. But then Robin starts running around crying, yelling "DAD" and just jumping on Batman while crying even louder. Batman is the father of that gentle child?
Estoy trabajando de mejorar mi inglés con esto , espero funcione
Entonces aquí estoy,sola en la noche en mi casa pobre y miserable después de cumplir una jornada laboral.Es triste y miserable como sin importar cuántos estudios tenga nunca podré conseguir un buen trabajo,curioso que la mayoría de empleos bien pagados no sean ejercidos por licenciados.
He estado buscando trabajo en alguna oficina pero ¿saben que ? POR ALGUNA RAZÓN GANO MAS EN UNA FÁBRICA.
lo cual me deja pensando si debo terminar mi carrera.