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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i will probably regret this. However, I need the world to see my vision that I turned into reality, like a shitty mspaint doodle except I didn't use mspaint. I just saw a can of salt and my brain thought, "that girl reminds me of Mithrun," and I made this. I made this entirely at night on my iphone with my finger, i did all of the drawing on apple photos.
view him
the panel that I got this from under the cut
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In a world where Marco didn't die yet still everyone but Annie joined the Survey Corps, Jean wouldn't notice when his feelings for Mikasa has faded and the ones for Marco began to bloom.
Not until they see the ocean for the first time. When Marco comes to him all excited, yelling 'Jean! Jean, look what I found!' before showing him a shell. But Jean's not paying attention to it, but to the way Marco's eyes were shining with excitement and happiness. Of how happy his best friend was, for the first time since a very long time. And Jean would think 'I wish he would smile more. It looks good on him'. Then he would think 'I wish I was the reason why he was smiling'.
Then Marco would take hold of his hand and put the shell in it before saying 'You should have it. The color brings out your eyes!' and that, that exact moment, would be the moment when Jean realizes that he has long stopped having romantic feelings for Mikasa. That all he wants is to be by Marco's side, only the two of them.
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so halloween decorations are rolling out, which is fucking awesome. and i got an email from a home decor store (at home, specifically) about their halloween stuff being out so i'm like, hell yeah i wanna look at that. and i found THIS DUDE
and it's like yeehaw brother! get that creepy coffee, send those spooky emails. sometimes a cowboy is just a skeleton trying to join their team meeting, y'know?
but then i kept scrolling and like. is this the same spooky skeleton???
i understand making sure you have your finest cowboy hat on for your monday meeting, but in the tub???? and sure, trade out your coffee for something a little stronger after a hard day, but the BOOTS?? like y'all, i live in the south but i don't see THAT many cowboy skeleton figurines at halloween time, so this was interesting to say the least.
AND THEN???
THIS IS DEFINITELY THE FIRST SKELETON, RIGHT??? IS THIS WHAT THEY NEEDED THE COFFEE FOR??? TO GET THEIR WHOLE SKELETUSSY OUT ON THE FRONT OF THIS TRACTOR???? WHAT'S HAPPENING HERE??????? WHY'S GREENCAP GRINNING LIKE THIS??? IS AT HOME SELLING SOME KIND OF SOUTHERN SKELETON SEX GAME FIGURINES???
like good for them if so, but i just was NOT prepared for this genre of halloween decor?????
like maybe i'm misunderstanding the lore and the first skeleton and the second skeleton are different????
now those are new boots and that's a different tie for the neckerchief, but this is defnitely billy bubblebath bones, right?? is this zoom call skeleton's ex??? did they see zoom call skeleton flaunting their entire bone vagina facing the world with green cap and turn back to the bottle (of poison)?????
don't worry billy bubblebath bones, there's more to (after)life for you! like the patriarchy! and by the patriarchy i, of course, mean horses.
like, billy bubblebath has a whole fuckin FIT going on for their time with A Horse of the Apocalypse here. new boots, new gloves, perhapse a new outlook on this crazy thing called skeleton life. this is a skeleton who survived the skeleton war, saw their skeleton partner leave them for a freak with a tractor, and said "no, i'm going to make my own way."
i like to think billy bubblebath bones made this fucking pillow on a cricut:
BONUS:
as far as i can tell, this isn't for sale, but that is definitely billy bubblebath bones welcoming folks (skeletons) to their....skeleton horse farmhouse?? IN PANTS. AND A SICK BELT BUCKLE. NO BOTTLE OF POISON TO BE FOUND. like it feels like i should hear a camera shutter sound and get a slow zoom out of this polaroid after the "good end" of the skeleton cozy farm sim.
look, i don't fucking know okay?? but they're as tall as a fucking mantel and i'm now pretty convinced that if i saw this fucker, i would force it into the trunk of my prius and leave it up year round right inside my front door.
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If you wish to keep this pricate feel free, but I saw your tags on the "why are you single?" post and I completely understand your sentiment. I am not one to label other people so feel free to ignore this part but it fits well with the aromantic identity. I discovered it and it fits pretty dang well for me. I found out that people do have a Drive™️ to be romantic and have romantic intimacy that allows them to just date any rando without knowing them first. I don't understand it and think it's... idk, I don't really have a word for it but I personally think getting to know someone as a friend first and then if the romantic feels happen then they happen. I don't typically feel fulfilled with romance with my partner, but I do like cuddles XD it's just a thing that happens and I can engage with if I choose.
I have a bit of anxiety about sending this so I really apologize if I overstepped.
[ID: An mspaint drawing of a person pointing at themself with a startled expression and a speech bubble next to them with the aromantic flag followed by "?!" as if they spoke the flag as a word in surprise. end ID]
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*shidding an entire pantaloon sfx*
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