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MAGA racism is killing us.
bruce calls all of them his sons,
dick calls them his brothers,
tim calls them his team,
damian calls them his sidekicks,
jason doesn't call, he's just always there when they need him.
Happy 20th Anniversary to the iconic British sitcom “The Thick of It”, which aired on this VERY day (19th May) today !
Happy 20th Birthday to TToI 🥳🎉🎂🎈🎁🎊
My favourite tv show ever 🥰🥰🥰🥰
everything reminds me of them
Dick: Does anyone have any suggestions?
Jason: Why dont we shoot the Joker?
Dick: How that will help us in an alien invasion?
Jason: It would be really funny
Dick:
Dick: Works for me, add it to the list!
this is how i view them 👍
My headcanon is that Buck takes his coffee sweet(sugar, creamer, maybe even caramel)and Eddie tried it once, and he actually really liked it. But since Eddie’s never lived a day of his life without guilt, he still drinks his coffee black because he doesn’t think he deserves anything better.
Bruce picked up a bit of a British dialect from being raised by Alfred. It's not usually noticeable, but sometimes he slips up and uses Britishisms and phrases that Alfred used to.
accidentally ate god's primordial beasts
You can't stop being dramatic if you weren't dramatic in the first place
Opening 911 tag tonight feels like I keep waking up and it’s Tuesday again.
nope nope sorry if bruce can't figure out superman's identity at first sight (if he's met clark before) then he's gonna figure it out when it rains.
clark, entirely soaked, clothes revealing muscles, taking off his glasses to get rid of the waterdroplets:
batman, suddenly remembering seeing superman, entirely soaked, hair a mess, just an hour before: wait
A very normal day at the Watchtower
Clark : B, I want you to fuck me six ways to Sunday till I can't walk straight.
Bruce :
Clark :
Bruce :
The JL :
Diana : *surreptitiously removing the end of her lasso from where she had dropped it on Superman's lap*
Clark : *turning twelve shades of red and slapping a hand to his mouth*
Bruce : How does eight tonight sound?
Clark : *turning another twelve shades darker*
The JL : *quietly exchanging money underneath the table*
Diana : *evil grin and a thumbs up*
I love the idea of Jason somehow becoming Damian's designated driving instructor when he turns 16. Nobody remembers how it happened, least of all Jason.
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"You're going to kill us both," Jason says calmly, one hand braced against the dashboard as Damian takes a corner at approximately twice the recommended speed.
"Tt. I have perfect reflexes, Todd. I was trained by the League of Assassins."
"Yeah, to kill people, not parallel park. Slow DOWN."
The car screeches to a halt at a red light, throwing them both forward. Jason sighs deeply.
"I've literally trained with Formula One drivers," Damian mutters, tapping impatiently on the steering wheel. “I’ve been driving since I could speak.”
"Is that why you're treating Gotham's pothole-ridden streets like Monaco? Light's green."
As Damian accelerates again, Jason gets a text. He glances down to see it's from Dick.
'how's it going?'
'he's either going to be the best driver in the family or we're both going to die. no in-between.'
"Stop texting Grayson about me," Damian says without looking away from the road.
"Stop reading my texts while you're DRIVING."
"I have peripheral vision superior to—"
"I SWEAR TO GOD, DEMON SPAWN—"
Bruce calls Jason later that night. "How did it go?"
"Great. Your son only tried to kill me seven different ways with my beat up old Toyota. New record."
"So... you'll take him again Thursday?"
Jason hangs up, but they both know he'll be there.
Clark has a memory etched into his mind of Bruce with his smudged black eyeshadow and big blue eyes and sweaty damp hair after patrol (a state he's only ever seen him in twice) and ever since the cowl got the upgrade with the blank white lenses (five years ago) he's been mourning the loss of that post mission look and silently seething, praying for the eyeliner to make a comeback.
At no point in this has he considered his feelings for Bruce might be a bit more than platonic
More thoughts on Clark fantasizing about sweaty Bruce "in a friend way":
The reason this lasts so long is coz every time Clark considers that maybe this behaviour isn't normal, he looks over at Bruce who's doing the exact same thing and thinks "nah, this is how friends act, totally bros"
He's memorising his heartbeat and scent? Bruce has already studied every inch of his body in great detail multiple times
He's interested in learning more about Bruce's parents and childhood? Bruce has been learning to speak kryptonian and studying the culture for years now
He treats the bat kids like his own kids? Bruce literally buys the bank his parents owe money to so they can keep the farm
He stares at the man's scars for a bit too long in the changing rooms? Bruce just full on looks him in the eye while he strips down then continues on like nothing happened
This man has not only matched his freak, he's doubled it and put a batsymbol on it
Well, yes.
I was so certain about buddie endgame in the finale…
The so fucking would fight over the last cookie
when jason died, they buried him with the possessions that he carried on him all the time. there was a pocket knife tucked into his sock, the bracelet on his wrist from catherine that he never took off, a tangled pair of earbuds in his back pocket, and, in the top pocket of his jacket, the cellphone that bruce bought for him after he was adopted.
that cellphone stayed with jason in his grave. went with him when he dug his way out. somehow stayed on his person when he was taken by the league, and he managed to convince talia to let him keep it throughout all his training.
he doesn’t know why, maybe as a grief thing or maybe just because bruce forgot and it’s not like the bill effected him in any way, but he never stopped paying jason’s phone bill. his number’s still active, still working after all this time. even weirder, but dick started adopting the tradition of adding his dead brother’s phone number to each and every family group chat any of them created after ethiopia. again, jason doesn’t know why. maybe it was dick’s way of carrying his memory with them; including him in family conversations even if they all thought the number was connected to a long buried phone in the pocket of a long dead boy.
the point is that jason wasn’t dead any more. and all throughout his time at the league, he gets to watch the family chats. the mission statuses, the arguments, the rapid spiral every chat went through where they started off using it as a serious bat communication centre only for dick or tim to send a meme and instantly spiral into nothing but chaos that bruce would neither take part in or attempt to stop. jason spectates it all, always fingering the keypad but never actually typing out a message. he came close when there was a heated debate between steph and dick about the best donut types and he knew they were both absolutely fucking wrong, but luckily tim came in to educate them on the right choice last second and jason was saved from having to reveal himself.
the closest call was when little damian got a hold of his phone, attracted to the bright colours of the block game jason had been absently playing out of boredom while ra’s droned on about whatever had pissed him off that day. he’d let the kid play, sat on his lap and eagerly jabbing at the screen, and jason had only looked away for at most a minute before he’d turned back to find the screen open on the family chat, damian having accidentally clicked on the camera button and taken a selfie of the two that he’d been about to send through. luckily, jason deleted it in time, but he became much more careful about letting the kid play with his shit after that.
this is all just a long winded explanation and backstory for and au i think would be funny where jason’s reveal is literally just him deciding to fuck with his family by randomly dropping in through text like:
-in the chat-
bruce: status report.
dick: hungry :( but good!
steph: seconded, im fine
tim: drug bust went to plan, on way back to cave uninjured
cass: ^ same answer
babs: everything seems calm from what i can tell
jason: a little claustrophobic but the coffin’s kinda homely so ig no complaints from me
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several people are typing…
For some reason, the other members of the young justice team never seem to realize that Robin actually has a life outside the vigilante gig. He mostly only ever talks about training in the batcave, new gadgets he’s working on, complaining about Gotham rogues. They sort of forget that there’s a real kid behind the mask.
So it’s kind of like a bucket of water being dumped over their heads when they witness him actually acting like a normal kid.
“You have a test tomorrow,” they hear Batman say, followed immediately by a groan from Robin. “It’s time to go home.”
“Ten more minutes!”
“Not ten more minutes,” Batman says. “Now. Dinner, study, then bed.”
“Can’t I just skip tomorrow?”
“Absolutely not. School is important.”
“Says the drop out.”
“That’s not the same and you know it!” Batman says quickly. “Keep stalling, and your PlayStation gets locked up all weekend.”
“Fine,” Robin whines, stomping towards the zeta tubes.
And the entire Mount Justice is quiet after they leave, the team not quite sure what they just saw.
“Wait,” Wally stutters, his fingers pointing between where Robin and Batman just were and the zeta tubes they disappeared into. “Does that mean - Robin goes to school?”
“I assumed he was like, homeschooled. Or, like,” Artemis stumbles over the words, not quite sure how to explain her thoughts.
“I thought he was a ninja or something,” Conner says.
Kaldur just sort of shakes his head at all of them. He’s apparently the only one who didn’t think their youngest team member was some sort of robot or cryptid. Maybe because the first time he met Robin, he’d been whining to Batman about how his weeknight crime fighting curfew should be extended to 3am, and Batman actually laughed and told him “nice try, but no way.”
seismic shifts and literally every single character is so unchanged you might as well be right back at the season 6 finale except buck is bisexual. and bobby is dead i guess
911 said let's piss them off one more time for the road
the way ravi was so starry eyed and throwing himself into eddie’s arms was so funny. like eddie pulled that idea straight from a cartoon basically and its not like all that unheard of for them to use zip lines for rescues anyway and here comes ravi “how did you come up with that?? 🤩🤩🤩” panikkar
The Batfam definitely has a group chat called "Official Mission Communications ONLY" that Bruce created with the strictest instructions about its purpose.
It lasted exactly 12 hours before Dick sent a meme.
Now it's just chaos, but Bruce never leaves because secretly it's how he keeps tabs on everyone.
Every few weeks he'll respond to 74 messages of nonsense with a single "Focus." and everyone behaves for approximately 5 minutes.
The real mission communications happen in individual texts directly to Bruce, who feels a tiny spark of relief each time his phone pings with "OFFICIAL MISSION CHAT (217 unread messages)" because it means they're all still alive enough to be annoying.
Occasionally in the middle of arguments about cereal rankings and who stole whose equipment, Bruce will just type "Status?" and everyone immediately responds with their location and condition. No one ever comments on this ritual, but everyone participates without fail.
Even Jason, who once replied "bleeding out in an alley but the cereal argument is worth it" which resulted in five vigilantes converging on his location in under three minutes.
The most treasured screenshot in Tim's blackmail folder is from the one time Bruce accidentally sent "proud of you all" at 3:42 AM after a particularly rough night. No one has ever mentioned it directly, but Damian has it printed and hidden in his sketchbook.
pepa saying she's happy someone is finally using eddiechris' kitchen to cook. pepa in s6 not wanting eddie to be alone. this was her seal of approval.
can we get that episode in spanish maybe we missed something