thoughts about time travel shenanigans where robin jason and bruce are thrust into the future and find themselves on a rooftop during a stormy night? because listen.
they both find themselves on this random rooftop in gotham, but they're not alone because right in front of them is batman of this year and a man wearing a red helmet. this wouldn't have raised much of a concern-- they probably could've just asked the future bruce what happened and how to get home-- except this batman is more violent than jay or bruce anticipated. they watch, stunned, as this batman repeatedly rains his heavy fist down on the other man's face, chest, ribs, and wherever else he can reach.
they watch as the man with the red helmet struggles weakly, consciousness slowly leaving him, before they catch sight of his face in the crack of his hood. both jay and bruce realize at the same time who it is-- that this is future jason despite the hard lines and large ragged body so different from jay's own.
the realization hits right there-- that bruce is beating down on jason more violently than batman has handled any villain.
the bruce of the past feels it before he sees it-- his jay flinching away from him and his tiny hand ripping away from his cape in fear. bruce looks down at his son, his child, and sees the absolute terror in his eyes. after all, why wouldn't jay be so upset? didn't bruce promise never to lay a hand on him like so many adults in his young life already have? didn't bruce swear, crouched down in front of his little boy and gently holding his hands, that he would keep him safe now?
and yet as they stare at each other with horror-filled eyes, the jason of this time finally loses consciousness as his bruce drags him away by the cracks of his helmet, bloody knuckles pressed over his swollen eyelids.
bruce distantly remembers the way jay had shyly called him dad just two days ago. now, he stares as his sweet boy takes a trembling step back, tears threatening to spill down his wide eyes. bruce doesn't think he's hated himself more.
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Jack the Terrible and His Daughter, Angel.
hello borderlands fandom- i've been here for maybe 11 years now? idk the last time i was an active member of the fandom i was living in the hell that was amino. today i give you a post that i totally stole the idea for from tumblr user @thedudeandjackfamily.
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EVERYONE SHUT UP❗️❗️❗️❗️
LOOK HOW UTTERLY ADORABLE THIS MAN IS I'VE BEEN BOTH CRYING AND GIGGLING AT MY SCREEN WITH THIS GIF PLAYING ON LOOP
Look how happy he is... Look at his big eyes and that grin... And his air guitar...cAWEEBEBEBEBEBEBE
He has the face of a Baby Deer SOBBING
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Wouldn't mind the sudden introduction of canon heterosexual relationships for characters that were previously unassociated with each other, if they'd stop with the fucking "ummm these two same-gender characters regard each other like blood family now so pairing them would be weird :))))" they've pulled so many times across MK11 + MK1 it's so blatant
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been working on this during breaks from writing my dissertation bc both painting and lesters soothe me and i am so stresst rn. kind of wish i'd done it so he was looking at the viewer but i didn't so too bad.
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