What Happened To Her. It’s Not Your Fault.

comic science 😮‍💨

bruh if Jason feels fear when his adrenaline spikes he should get caught in a loop because FEAR SPIKES YOUR ADRENALINE. you release adrenaline when you feel fear...bc its a stress hromone

Are they gonna somehow make it so it's only when he feels like vigilanting bc that's so goofy like okay.jpeg

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How such an unlikely pairing came about—and been proven so effective—is the subject of wild rumor and tavern speculation among their fellow Wardens, as well as those they haul away to jail.

I like the theory Ambrosius chose the sword and wrote a B on the G for Ballister.💓💓

I was inspired by a fic in AO3. But it's been so long that I've forgotten the title 🥹 really Sorry

- "Where'd you learn those moves?" - "I was just following your lead."

What I think each batfamily member would get arrested for

Bruce Wayne: Public consumption of alcohol. It’s entirely deliberate, and he hasn’t actually swallowed a drop. He put just enough in his mouth to make his breath reek, then spat it out. He’s covering up the fact that Clark Kent was seen coming out of his window.

Dick Grayson: aggravated assault.

Jason Todd: a lot of people think he’d get arrested for murder, but there’s no way he’d let himself get caught like that, not as Jason. He’d get arrested for threatening a police officer.

Tim Drake: at first, i thought he’d get arrested for tax evasion, but then I realized he would literally never get caught committing tax evasion. He’s either manslaughter or loitering, no in between.

Damian Wayne: Younger: assault with a deadly weapon. Older: Vandalism.

Duke Thomas: Disturbing the peace. No I will not be elaborating on that.

Cassandra Cain: She wouldn’t. Not that she wouldn’t commit a crime, she just wouldn’t get arrested.

Stephanie Brown: Littering. She started throwing glitter at things because she thought it would be funny.

Alfred Pennyworth: First degree murder.

this is my new favourite thing

"Do I look like him?"

hey who wants to hold hands and play with my hair and be so gentle with me i might shatter into a million pieces