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[dieantik]

“gotham’s light is its truth. and truth makes any foundation stronger”

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[lumpybird]

Full sized versions of the Sirens stickers I made for @gothamcityunmasked! These gals were sooo much fun to make new designs for

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[quillium]

Duke grew up with the annual Smile Run fundraiser at his school. A long table set up near the school entrance, two kids getting their volunteer hours sitting by a big box for donations—and it wasn’t real, back then.

Not the way it is now, watching his parents through glass, laughing themselves sick.

Tim wants Duke involved. Tim showed him spreadsheets and research papers and budgets for each year, how many people they helped, how the research continues to help.

“I’m just a guy,” Duke says quietly. “I don’t know about—where to put money, how to help people like my parents. I’m not smart, like you.”

“Just tell us what you need,” Tim says.

“I don’t need anything,” Duke says, “you guys gave me everything already.”

Tim squeezes his shoulder. Think about it.

Duke, watching his parents through the glass, thinks about it.

On paper, the after probably looks better than the before. Big, new family. Rich guardian, a mansion instead of a house. Heck, he works with Batman.

Duke smarts for the before. 

They can dump all the money in the world into helping people with the aftermath of the Joker’s attacks, but it won’t bring back all the things he misses.

His mom’s soft, quiet smile. His dad’s loud voice while he reads the papers. The smell of blueberry pancakes before school.

He tears his eyes away from his parents. He thinks he might cry if he keeps looking.

His parents didn’t get a funeral because they’re still alive. Still there. Duke knows.The ache that they’re missing, that they’re still gone in all the ways that matters—

Does it make him an awful son, that he grieves them even though they didn’t die?

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Read the rest on ao3

This is part of the piece I wrote for the @gothamcityunmasked Batman Fanbook! I hope all the Duke lovers enjoy it, we need more of my boy.

#Gotham City Unmasked #dc #batfam #duke thomas

[secretlystephaniebrown]

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Batman (Comics), Batgirl (Comics) Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Stephanie Brown & Everyone Characters: Stephanie Brown Additional Tags: Character Study, Stephanie Brown-centric, Introspection, Coming of Age Summary:

Stephanie Brown has had many names and many lives through the years. But as Batgirl... she might actually see this one through.

Heeeey long time no see. ✌ So yeah I've been totally swamped with my new job, but I finally can share with you guys this piece I wrote a while ago for @gothamcityunmasked! It's more of a character study of Steph than my normal fare, but I really love it and I hope you guys do to!

#Stephanie Brown #DC #Batgirl #Spoiler #Gotham City Unmasked #Steph Writes #Batman

[gothamcityunmasked]

Did you think that was all, Gotham? 😱

As a thank you for your wonderful support, because we hit 125+ orders, we will be adding a bookmark to all merch bundles! Mark those comic pages with this beautiful art by @dieannearts !

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[capedcommissioner]

Jim didn’t know how far the GCPD's corruption went, but he’d heard enough: payoffs from high ranking criminals, turning a blind eye to those inside the force, pinning crimes on people who were otherwise innocent…

It was almost enough to make Jim turn in his badge. He didn’t, only so that there was someone on the inside who knew. One man wasn’t likely to make a dent, but he had to try.

It’s my @gothamcityunmasked fic! Leftovers are still open, too - there’s still some pieces left, so grab ‘em while you can!

#caped fics #gotham city unmasked

[on-leatheredwings]

Co-Conspirator

Yandere! Bruce Wayne x Yandere! (Fem!) Reader 

> romantic > summary: Ever since you asked him to help with your… reconnaissance, he’s been nothing but a great help. And judgment-free. Batman is as paranoid and insane as you are, and that is why he is quite possibly your best friend. > word count: 1285  > [ a/n: just something short, something cute, something for the Girls. i think mutually yandere relationships are a fun dynamic not very explored!!! Still, its pretty mild yandereism here. Trying to warm up to writing bitches who are Actual Freaks . uhhh lmk what you think. hope i communicated the reader's backstory well. the fact she's only a little crazy is amazing, all things considered. i'd love to make a whole fic of this but alas, i am Not Very Good At Plot]

You are dating Bruce Wayne. You bite your lip at the thought, hoping it disguises your shit-eating grin. You have been told you look like a total cheeseball when you daydream. 

It’s a month-long relationship that’s still currently under the radar because you don’t have the luxury of a dual superhero-civilian persona. First, getting trapped in a pocket dimension for 10 years because something-something-Speedforce; next, being booted back into your home dimension and falling out the sky; then, wreaking havoc in Gotham City with your new, uncontrollable powers unmasked and in clear view of Gotham City choppers and news cameras… These things secretive identities do not make. No matter.

Hence why you tend to stay holed up in the Justice League’s Watchtower or your apartment, and rarely go out otherwise. But a month ago, you were bored. Neurotic. You decided to help your good buddy Batman. Fly to Gotham with your power and surprise him on patrol. And, well, you ended up saving Bruce Wayne (and hundreds of other socialites) after a three ton bowling ball careened into a gala at Wayne Tower, courtesy of the Riddler. Your telekinesis kept the whole building from collapsing. You guess that must’ve really turned Bruce Wayne on, because he was shortly afterwards chatting you up and won your phone number. 

On your first date with Gotham’s Most Eligible Bachelor, you blurt out, flustering, that you don’t want to overshadow his charity and all the good work he’s doing. Bruce Wayne dating anyone makes headlines – let alone a superhero. Yes, yes. You simply didn’t want to cramp Bruce Wayne’s philanthropic style. It wasn’t that you were utterly unprepared to have that level of media scrutiny on you and were insecure about dating a man completely out of your league. 

Bruce thanked you for your concern and then kissed you deeply, expertly, for your trouble.

You replay that night’s events in your head, and– goddamnit– cheeseball. You clear your throat and clear your mind.

“I think I’ll want a copy of his birth certificate from Gotham General.”

You glance at Batman, who is seated beside you, and see the corner of his lips quirk. 

“Because you’re going to pull up his birth chart.” Batman knows astrology is an enduring interest of yours. You pout, pulling up Gotham General’s files and sifting through the database. 

“... Maybe.” 

You pause from your search on one of the Justice League’s supercomputers, sneaking a sheepish glance at your co-conspirator. Ever since you asked him to help with your… reconnaissance, he’s been nothing but a great help. And judgment-free. Batman is as paranoid and insane as you are, and that is why he is quite possibly your best friend. 

You flush. “You know– I– Thanks, Bats. Really. I’m glad you aren’t acting all weird about this.”

Batman doesn’t say anything, but you know that he’s giving you his full attention. 

“Like, I’m not a freak or anything. I just have to make sure I know what I’m getting into.” You puff your cheeks. “Know he’s… you know. Good.” 

What a lie. You’re just scared and don’t want to get caught with your pants down. Despite being an actual living, breathing, metahuman and superhero… Bruce is the one with the power in this relationship. He’s… everything. Encapsulating. Towering. Anyone would want him. You think of the lingering looks very, very beautiful women give him. Everyone does want him. 

You feel a pang of violent loathing and nausea that is tided over when Batman speaks.

“... I know plenty about Bruce Wayne. He’s… good.”

Your brows rise. You’ve only known the man for a few months but even you know that’s a glowing compliment coming from Batman. His highest praise on most people is usually neutral at best. “Hmm… okay.” You turn back to your work, laughing. “Well. I also just think he’s kind of interesting to learn about. What other celebrity has this much lore? The prodigal son… Prince of Gotham… Collector of orphans… Gotham’s Most Eligible Bachelor...” 

You worry your lip, gnashing your teeth. Bachelor. That’s what everyone thinks he is, right? You blink and curiously turn to Batman, whose hands are flying across a keyboard, hard at work. You hope you’re not bothering him. W-well, he’d say if I were, right? you think.

“Is it weird if I put cameras in Wayne Manor?”

Batman stills and your throat dries. Damn.

“... Um… Too weird…?” 

After a tentative silence, Batman responds.

“... No. You’re just covering your bases.”

Your cheeks fill with color as being vindicated – a view you don’t know makes his heart race marginally quicker.

“Yeah!” You cough, composing yourself. “I mean, yeah. You can learn a lot about someone from what they get up to when they think they’re alone.” You can also make sure they’re not bringing anyone home, but you keep that part to yourself.

“I could plant them, if you need. I have plenty made for this kind of surveillance.” 

You’re smiling widely, wheeling your chair over to Batman’s side before you know it. 

“... God. Batman, you magnificent mind, you. This is why we’re buddies.” You lean over and poke his chest cheekily, right on the bat emblem. 

Bruce has to restrain himself from catching your hand on its retreat. Your poke burns a hole in his chest for minutes afterward, and he welcomes every second of it. He turns back to his computer screen, vainly attempting to not think about how much he wants to kiss you right now.

Perhaps Bruce should’ve simply asked you out as Batman. You spend much more time when he’s under the cowl than not. But frankly, you would’ve been too distracted during missions. Hell, he would’ve been too distracted. He already thinks of you all the time. 

Your investigation into Bruce Wayne has tripped several of his alarms, even before you told him of it. Anyone making inquiries with this level of depth draws his attention. Nothing you’re looking is anything he’s averse to you knowing, so he’s allowed you to investigate him freely and without redirection. But of course, you don’t know that. The effort you’re making is… cute. The fact you don’t know that Batman is Bruce is cute. You think you have the upper hand. And that’s… cute.

Bruce doesn’t think too deeply about your stalking, even though he probably should. It’s probably evidence of an unstable individual. He’s sure ten years alone with no stimuli in a pocket dimension does things to a person. But who was he to judge? He’s violated the privacy and boundaries of everyone who affects his life in any important way. Nor does he claim to be a shining example of ideal mental health. 

And at the end of the day, this situation is all under his control.

There is a small part of him that feels guilty for keeping his identity under wraps, but there’s a bigger part that’s amused. You don’t know that he’s had your birth certificate since the day after you met. You don’t know that there’s about twenty cameras working 24/7 in and out of your apartment. Or that he’s your new landlord. These are things he’ll tease you about once he confesses that he’s Batman. You’ve made him someone who likes to tease. 

Still, Bruce remains hesitant about telling you. How would you react? Would you feel betrayed? Hurt? Dread floods his bloodstream, an effect only the most depraved individuals in his rogues gallery tend to have on him. 

Would you leave him? Hate him?

His eyes skirt towards where you sit. You worry your lip, eyes glued to a plan of Wayne Manor, no doubt debating where you want him to place the cameras he’s offered. Tension leaves his shoulders, almost imperceptible. 

Luckily, the chances of that seem slim.

#yandere batfam #yandere bruce wayne #bruce wayne x reader #yandere reader #bruce wayne #yandere batman #batman x reader #i have got to make everyone crazier #mine

[aziraphale-is-a-cat]

Meat Cute

Danny was having a bit of a shit day. With him having graduated highschool last year, lunch lady was getting bored with how few opportunities she had to fight with him not frequenting her cafeteria and as such had decided to go big or go home. And by big he meant 'to Gotham'... for some reason.

Apparently, some weird-definitely-cursed city in New Jersey had an abnormally large Meat Packing district and was now paying the price. These were T-Bones everywhere, Rump roast sent through the skylights, and, the most aggravating of the bunch, sausage link.

The aforementioned mystery flesh chain was being sent flailing across the Facility, and since the commotion had long since summoned the city's native heroes, it was often nailing someone right in the soft bits.

The only gotham hero not being absolutely whooped by the Lunch Lady seemed to be the odd one out, a leather jacket wearing gunslinger who donned a red helmet and, since Danny could feel him letting off an ectosignature, seemed to be able to feel her attacks coming.

Swooping in close, Danny managed to land a few hits on Lunch but had no openings to soup her, being forced out of Close range by a well aimed ribeye, and right into the helmeted not-ghost, breaking off that glossy red monstrosity with the force and finding himself wrapped up tight in sausage face to face with the newly unmasked vigilante.

Oh, "I guess now would be a pretty awful time to ask for your number, huh?" Danny cursed his loose lips, but had committed.

The stranger seemed to become abruptly aware of how close they had been forced together by the links, blushing very slightly and going stiff as a board. "Um yeah, probably."

#danny phantom #dp x dc #dc x dp #dead² #dead on main #danny fenton/jason todd #yes i know this is a meet ugly shut up

[mzminola]

Want an AU where Dick beats the Joker to death and when Bruce tries to resuscitate him (to save Dick from the burden of having taken a life), it doesn’t work. Just like, he tries! It doesn’t take! The Joker is dead as a doornail at Nightwing’s hands and now the Gotham vigilante community has to deal with that!

Do they cover it up? Because ostensibly in-universe the Bats no-kill rule is part of how they’re able to operate in Gotham without their unmasking being a high priority for law enforcement. It also, I assume, makes them a lower priority for mafias to deal with than rival criminal orgs are. If word gets out that one of the Bats deliberately killed someone, that changes the entire board.

Does Dick try to turn himself in like he later does with the Blockbuster incident? How would that shake out? Yeah it’s a game changer, but also, out of everyone he could have killed, it was the Joker. No one wants to arrest him. No one wants to run that trial. Prosecuting the guy to finally kill the Joker would be a public relations nightmare for the Gotham city government.

Plus there’s bound to be some complicated feelings for Tim about this. Dick beats the Joker to death because he thinks the fucker murdered Tim! The kid who became Robin to prevent Bruce from beating people to death! Tim isn’t going to grieve the Joker any more than any other Gothamite, but the particular circumstance is a clusterfuck.

I’m not entirely sure where in the timeline this incident is relative to Jason’s journey. I know it’s after his resurrection, but is it before or after Talia heals him further with the Lazarus Pit? Because there’s a difference between being on a path of revenge and suddenly having to reassess all your decisions, and straight up coming back to yourself and immediately finding out your murderer is dead at your brother’s hands.

There are just so many complications here and I want to explore them.

#DC #Joker DC #fic ideas #Nightwing #Dick Grayson #Jason Todd #Bruce Wayne #Tim Drake #Batfam

[stararch4ngelqueen]

Do not imagine Jason spending a majority of his time as Red Hood, since the moment he came back from the dead, building a secret life behind every hero’s back.

Do not imagine he stashed off more than enough money from his drug lord pursuits to build a comfortable life for you, in a city far outside of Gotham.

Do not imagine Jason having sudden disappearances throughout the years to spend time with you. Cherishing you, loving you in a cozy home far away from the bustling, crazed criminal city that you used to call home.

You knew everything Jason had been through, emitted through copious amounts of sleepless nights and angry tears. Objects broken, words harshly spoken, secrets seethed out in anguish.

Don’t remember how you still never judged him for it.

The end of each night spent wrapped in the warmth of each other’s arms, your lips exhaling hopes and dreams of Jason one day leaving his deadly life behind, finding forgiveness in himself to be something more, all in Jason’s ear.

Don’t imagine Jason considering it.

Don’t imagine him coming into possession of a velvet box, stashing it amongst his things he’d prepared in advance for his next trip out of town.

Don’t imagine this being the one hope that parades in the back of Jason’s mind for weeks. He can deny it all he wants for the sake of hiding it. He adores it, strives for it, never wanting anything more than ever in his second life.

His outlet, his hope, his one true dream.

Don’t imagine the complete, soul crushing, gut wrenching agony of an unmasked Batman crouched before him, saying your name while Jason was in the midst of a forcefully inflicted mental attack.

“Get her name out of your mouth, old man.”

His words spewed out through gritted teeth, his body submerged in severe sweat. In mere minutes, his entire world came crashing down. His outlet, his escape plan, his one chance of a better life with the woman he loved.

What was Jason thinking? This was Bruce.

Nothing is kept hidden from him.

What would this man do? Find you? Lock you up in a secret chamber? Make you disappear? Jason never believed Bruce to be so cruel until this damage was inflicted upon him.

Jason began blaming himself for getting so close to you, letting you in on the secrets of his past life. You were viewed as an outlet now; a loose end, a victim. A woman who knew way too much.

Don’t imagine the daunting realization that the man you loved could’ve set you up to death, and you were completely unaware of it.

“You want the normal life I envisioned for you, Jason. You can have it, but not with her.”

#jason todd #jason todd x reader #jason todd x fem!reader #jason todd x you #jason todd x y/n #dc jason todd #as you can see #I have still not recovered #Gotham war #jason todd x female!reader #jason todd dc

[thecruellestmonth]

Jason Todd + dogs

Gotham City Villains Anniversary Giant #1 "Bird Cat Love"

DCeased: Unkillables #1 // Batman and Robin (2011) #35 // Batman (2016) #33

Red Hood: Outlaw (2016) #35

RHatO (2011) // RHatO (2011) // RHatO (2016) #4

Robins (2021) #6

+ bonus kitties

Batman: Wayne Family Adventures #43

Scribblenauts Unmasked: A Crisis of Imagination #12

#Jason Todd #Red Hood #WFA #Ace the Bathound #Alfred the cat #Titus the dog #Batman and Robin 2011 #DCeased #Batman and Robin #panels #DCeased Unkillables #Gotham City Villains Anniversary Giant #RHatO #Wayne Family Adventures #Scribblenauts #Robins 2021 #thecruellestmonth #Duke Thomas and Stephanie Brown briefly appear. #Batman and Robin 2011 is good. Unkillables is decent though the art is ugly. Bird Cat Love is AMAZING. #Out of these comics--I recommend not reading RHatO or King's Batman run. #I mean maybe you'd like King's Batman run for Dick Grayson. But not in general probably. #undescribed

[dieantik]

just bought a duke bookmark! becuz it was only unlocked at the veryyyy end of preorder i didnt end up buying the full zine but im so glad I managed to get one anyway... truly my greatest desire is always to have more duke merch

omg!! im really excited that you ended up getting one!! they were a super last minute addition but you can never have too much duke merch :]

#if anything you should also have more!! #im on the hunt constantly for them #also just really glad u liked my duke bookmark hehe #ask tag #gotham city unmasked

[galaxymolecule]

my piece from the Gotham City Unmasked Fanbook!

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[crowbird]

continuation of this post

Jason was not there for books. He was there for answers and you seemed suspiciously willing to answer. Or maybe that was the paranoia. You hadn't invited him in with eager arms but rather stepped aside and offered to chat over tea.

The bookshop is remarkably ordinary and yet mildly unnerving. Perhaps that's just Jason though, he finds himself, against all reason and judgement sitting across from you. The back of the shop is piled high with boxes and old furniture, a space in the centre cleared for a tea table and accompanying chairs. He stared at the tea in front of him mildly flabbergasted.

"Do you need sugar?"

"No." He croaked.

You nodded sagely, "honey then," and a jar of the stuff was placed on the table before him. He was fairly certain he had never seen honey of that nature before, even if he couldn't explain why. There was no brand label on the mason jar and the honey was rich and golden and yet all the same there was something just a little wrong about it.

Yet he found himself adding it to the tea, a choice that turned out to be a good one.

"What are you doing here?" He finally managed to say, "and how come I couldn't enter before?" The words tumbled out in an embarrassing manner.

"Drinking tea and I have wards up." You shrugged gesturing to your scars, "some use sigils to enhance and in turn others use sigils to guard. I removed them so you could enter."

"Oh, uh, right." Jason took another sip of tea, the honey soothed the frog caught in his throat and he found his voice easier this time. "I didn't mean like right now it's just this isn't exactly the location for a bookshop, I meant what are you doing here as in Gotham. You have to understand how suspicious it is to just appear like this here of all places right?"

You stared at him blankly. Before speaking, "Gotham?"

"Gotham City?" Jason tried, feeling a tad foolish and hoping he didn't come off as mocking.

You paused, contemplated, drank some tea and then shrugged. "Is that the name of this place then?"

Jason looked at you, trying to keep his focus on your eyes and not the curved scars of what he was sure now was some sort of sigil. "Okay, let's try this a different way, where are you from?" He tried again, the absurdity of this situation knocking around his brain as it seemed to eat away at any of his competence.

"Europa, if you want specifics my family is from Bohemia but I've lived in Rondon for the past few years until semi recently due to well... circumstance." You did not elaborate on circumstance but rather said it in a manner that made Jason sure he should know what you were referring to. It was common sense, everyone knew by now, and yet the knowledge eluded him entirely. You had said words and they had meanings he was sure of that much, he just had no idea what those meanings were.

It was Jason's turn to stare. "You mean Europe?"

"No? I mean Europa." There was a confusion then in your tone, the sort found over mispronunciation or a poorly spelled text. "I should assume then this is not said continent but—"

"It's not." Jason said, blunt and a little rude but he was nearing the point of frustration. Frustrated at the state of conversation and how it seemed to be halted so soon after speaking, at the lack of answers, at just, the everything about it all. And despite that he took a deep breath and drank some more tea, and waited for you to speak again.

"Then which is it?"

"America." He said, genuinely and utterly flabbergasted. He knew full well that answer was only partially correct but the technicalities seemed to be lagging in the back of his brain in his attempt to comprehend the conversation at hand. There was a part of him that was positive this was a very very elaborate prank. Or perhaps a scheme to get him unmasked. Even if he didn't particularly hold his secret identity in the sanctity as he once did it was still the principle of the matter.

Yet you were staring at him as if he had suddenly burst into song. Something genuine and serious in your expression.

"What the fuck is America."

crow's note: this is a series now, or a mini series? when I've finished I'll probably compile it into one thing on ao3. also i've decided to refer to the reader in this series as "sigils" so if asked about them in the third person I will address them like such however within the actual story they will remain nameless and exclusively referred to with gender neutral pronouns.

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#fic: sigils scars and the eldritch nature of gotham city #jason todd x you #jason todd imagine #jason todd x reader #red hood imagine #red hood x reader #arkham knight x reader #arkham knight imagine #batman go brrr #crowbird's storytime

[leoleolovesdc]

How I interpretate Jason Todd's post-death life

In canon, Jason Todd is legally dead and uses a fake identitiy to go around and do normal life stuff, but in what I consider to be my "Main AU" after the events of Under the Red Hood and many other not-so-friendly interactions between Jason and the fam, they finally managed to get into a truce-state.

While this "truce" didn't mean that they were on good terms it basically consisted that they would not bother each other. Meaning that Jason does his thing in his part of the city and the Bats can't bother him about it just as he can't go around attacking them in his seek for petty revenge against the family. Cough, cough. Titans Tower.

But when Jason finally decided to forgive Bruce, he didn't reach out to him in a normal way. No, no, no! This man decided to simply show up at the GCPD, unmasked, no suit, no nothing, find a random officer and just go:

"Hi, I'm Jason Todd. Yeah, that Wayne kid who died four years ago. Can you call Bruce, please? He needs to come pick me up."

Basically, he arrived at the police station claiming to be a dead child. No one believed him, of course, but he insisted that they made a DNA test. When it came back saying it was a match no one really knew what to do.

Jason claimed to be suffering from amnesia, that he had just woken up a couple months ago in Ethiopia (the place he died) confused and not knowing exactly what had happened. He told them that he was very lost, but after talking to people and working to get some money and free rides, he managed to find his way back to Gotham.

And this stupid mother fucker knew that the cops would go search for holes in his story, so before doing all of this he actually went to Ethiopia and executed all of the steps in his lie so there would be people who saw and helped him at the right time to back his story up.

Even with the "evidence" Jason made up the police didn't buy this story, neither did the goverment, but what could they even do? The DNA test was a match, after all. So they kinda just called Bruce to tell him that his son was there.

And like, obviously it wasn't a surprise to the family. Everyone knew that Jason was alive and had become the Red Hood, so when aproximately 15 Waynes arrived at the police station sobbing it was because they knew that in Jason Todd language, claiming back his civilian identity meant that he wanted to be a part of the family again.

#yes i made this all up so i could write jason and the family without having paparazzis going ‘who is this in bruce waynes house?’ #batfam #batfamily #batman #dc comics #bruce wayne #batman and robin #dick grayson #jason todd #red hood #dc robin #robin #robin dc #batfam headcanons #headcanon #gotham city #gcpd #batman au

[gothamcityunmasked]

PRODUCTION UPDATE #2

The pins have arrived! With this, marks the end of the production period and the beginning of the fulfillment period. At this time, an email has been sent out to all buyers for anyone who has address changes! Shipment will start this week! Thank you! <3

#update #gotham city unmasked #dc comics #batman #get excited!