It's So Funny Because No Matter How I Age, How I Grow, How I Regress, Or How I Feel, What I Gain, What

You know what really gets me ? The fact that Bruce might be one of the only people who's ever seen Clark bleed up close, and Clark one of the few who's ever seen Bruce cry. They’re both symbols of strength but when they break, it’s the other who's there. And, in both cases, they can only hold each other tight.

no you know what you guys are right. reverse league son reveal. Jason comes back to Gotham and does his crime lord thing before tentatively starting a truce and returning to the batfam and one day Dick asks who Bruce’s favourite child is.

Bruce: i love all three of my sons equally.

Jason, without thinking: three? what about Damian?

Bruce:

Tim: who the fuck is Damian

Jason, freezing:

Jason:

Jason:

Bruce: *carefully* Jay, who is Damian?

Jason: I have to leave.

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Jason, on the phone with Damian: so i ALMOST blew it-

Damian: ?! BUT I AM NOT READY FOR FATHER TO KNOW ABOUT ME YET-

Jason: shut the fuck up i’m older than you- and i said ALMOST. i told them that Damian was the name of my imaginary twin back when i was a kid and that i’d just gotten muddled up after the resurrection.

Jason: so you’re in the clear but when we finally do introduce you, we’re gonna have to say that Talia let me name you and i named you after my imaginary twin.

Damian:

Damian: Ahki please do not tell them that.

Jason: no im gonna. you called me a twat last week. so im gonna.

Damian: god forbid a boy try to expand his vocabulary

are we gonna get eddie suiting up to help get buck out of the collapsed building?

i wrote better rpf fic at 14 than whatever the fuck tim minear is doing

eddie figures out his feelings post-texas and then he's talking to hen about it and he's like "well i can't make a move Now. i'm his landlord. that's like an abuse of power or something right?"

and she's like "eddie you two sleep in the Same Bed"

The YouTube channel anti-chef always adds an extra bay leaf to recipes that call for it and he says “and add another one. I’m not driving” and this has permanently altered my vocabulary.

Every time I add something extra to a recipe I say that now. Add another clove of garlic, I’m not driving. Let’s have two eggs, I’m not driving. Let’s double the chili flakes, I’m not driving.

Well, yes.

everything reminds me of them

Reblog if you’d be okay if your friend came out as transgender

let’s see how many transphobics we can weed out