Wedding :)

weird ahh baby

very big fan of the idea that damian doesn't know how to express his affection directly to other people or else he will Implode™︎ so he just. drops paper stars into their utility belts.

tim hasn't actively tried to kill him the past week? three yellow stars in his back pocket.

grayson ruffled his hair once and he stomped out in a huff. the next time he tries to rummage around his bag, he finds like 10 paper stars just. inside. no bag for protection, just kind of all littered and slightly smushed because god knows how long they've been sitting there.

jon gets a whole mason jar's worth of them over the years, neatly placed on his nightstand so that he can look at them before he goes to bed.

in damian's mind, it's a nod to that one saying that goes "i'd give you the stars"; he just hopes they're smart enough to understand what it means.

Jason Todd Drawing from lockdown times. I had found a really awesome pose reference account on Twitter (back when the platform was decent to use) and it got me thinking about Mafia!Jason.

the idea that jason stils has slight memory gaps from when he was robin and before he died makes me laugh because it would be like--

jason: *talking about how he just called bruce dad for the first time again while in full red hood gear and in front of commissioner gordon* it was horrible. I'm never going to recover, dickie. the embarrassment was too much dick: *not even looking up from his phone* can't be worse than that time when you were 13 and professed your undying love for wonder woman in front of diana, who bruce hadd been about to introduce you to jason: *having a heart attack* can't be worse than the time I WHAT

Talia: *attempting to calm a newly conscious Jason Todd* I am sure this must come as a shock to you, child, but it’s been three years since- Jason: *jolting up in bed, scaring the shit out of five watching assassins* FUCK, MY FICS HAVE GONE UN-UPDATED FOR THREE YEARS? Talia: Jason: I PROMISED MY SUBSCRIBERS— Ra’s: *leaning over to Talia* what is a . . “Fic”? Talia: *shrugs*

in honor of me getting the tim pride funko

Red hood: *picks up ringing phone in middle of meeting* what’s u— *pauses* goons: *lean in to listen* hood: wait, what?? Alfie’s gone for the—fuck, don’t tell me you—fuck. You did. You went in the kitchen. You idiot! Why would you do that? You—fucking fuck, dick, macaroons?? Of all the things you could make him, why did you chose the LITERAL HARDEST thing we have ingredients for, I—fucking hell. goons: *exchange confused glances* hood: *gets up out of chair in apparent outrage* wait there. Don’t touch a single goddamned thing, you hear me? Wait for—*large crashing sound on other side of phone* hood: *facepalming* did you . . . Just . . . Break the fucking mixer??? hood: sit your asses down. I’ll be there in five. If I get there and you touched one more fucking thing in the kitchen I will have you out of the manor. Apparently you need fucking parental supervision. goons: *watch in confusion as the crime boss walks out*

Hehehe 😊😘

Some more Jason please enjoy the crumbs

‘Dick looks like Bruce’

‘Jason looks like Bruce’

Your wrong

Jason and dick look like eachother

They get mistaken for twins or bio siblings all the time

Jason hates it

Dick loves it

oh def. Jason DOES love it, but only when he can use it to cause chaos for Dick

Jason: *saunters into Dick’s office* hey bro Dick: *sighs* yeah? Jason: brought you some doughnuts. Ya know, gotta endear myself to your coworkers somehow. Other cops: *staring* Jason: *waving cheerily* anyway. Toodles! And remember, if dickie here breaks the law—I don’t know him, and our birth certificates mean shit because I’m technically dead anyway! Dick: *puts head in hands* cop: *grabbing a doughnut* that was . . . Your twi— dick: no 😐