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None of which, may I remind y'all, he actively chose to have in his life (with the exception of Jason). All of them just appeared one day, stayed, then started telling him how he sucks while using things he paid for.

And at least the batkids are his kids, it's expected of them to actively mess with him while using his money, especially in their teenage years. The Justice League, on the other hand, are—technically—his colleagues. They're a bunch of adults who act like children (affectionately).

Honestly, I just imagine Bruce sighing affectionately when it's one of the batkids (especially if it's Jason, because at least that means he's talking to him again) while actively fighting the urge to send the members of the League his Disappointed Dad™ look.

the thing is like, the batkids give Bruce SO much shit in his own damn house. his house, his cave, with his suits and tech.

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the thing is like, the batkids give Bruce SO much shit in his own damn house. his house, his cave, with his suits and tech.

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apparently, dick and jason's love language is to crash their baby brother's first date

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man, zdarsky would really write a great series for tim if he could, right? *sigh*

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Uh,,,,, so,,,,,, the DC (batfam specifically, because of course it's them. It's always them) brainrot is back. And I may or may not have created a whole oc for the DC universe (that may or may not be connected to the batfam in my heart, but has a story that has nothing to do with any existing IPs so they could also be a standalone). And I may or may not have written something about them and their older brother?

So, I'm just leaving this here because I wanna. It literally has absolutely nothing to do with anything, no characters from DC are even mentioned, so if you know nothing about the franchise you'll understand anyway. If you do, uh, don't expect my ocs to interact with them.

Mainly cuz I'm terrified of people xdd but yeah,,,, enjoy if you read it, and have a nice day whether you do or not :›

TW for sh, I'm pretty sure there's nothing explicit and it's more destructive tendencies mentioned than anything, but still. There's also smoking and talks of child death (more directly said, but there's no details) and referenced child abuse. Lmk if I missed anything, though

The smoke makes its way past their lips and gently floats away, the breeze capable of dispersing the black puff but not the million thoughts that are racing through their head.

Nyx is perched on a windowsill, upper half of their body leaning out of the room they’re currently in. Burned traces fall down onto the ashtray next to them after they give their cigarette a shake or two, just so that they can bring it up to their lips once more.

This idle motion is interrupted, however, by the sound of the door creaking open. If they had the energy, maybe they would’ve chastised themself for not paying attention to their environment; You’re a failure, their father would have said. Keep vigilant, don’t let this happen again, they would have told Katie.

As it is, though, their head is unable to form a single thought, a fog too thick to be able to look through inside it. Instead, then, they glance towards the entrance, where a man who has a good eight inches on them stands eerily still, as if he’s processing what he’s witnessing. My brother, Nyx recognises immediately.

He comes in without asking, closing the door behind him with a slight frown on his face. He’s concerned, they note, absently. When is he not?

“That does nothing for you,” he points out, stepping towards his sibling.

Nyx remains quiet, much too tired from everything to spit the sarcastic Really? I hadn’t noticed, out. In its place, they turn their head towards the outside of the room, taking another slow drag. They exhale it even slower, as if wanting to cling onto it like a child would their mother while walking busy streets.

“What’s going on?” he asks, now, and he takes a seat right next to them.

There’s no answer. Again. Nyx doesn’t even bother looking at him, now. They don’t want to talk about it. They don’t want to think about it. The only thing they feel like doing, as they take another drag, is sleeping. Sleep is safe, after all. Once they’re out, that girl won’t be haunting them.

Silence falls over the siblings, and as their cigarette burns out, Nyx can’t help but feel warm. It’s a bit better with Isaiah there. Comforting. A sharp contrast to their father but, then again, that’s how it’s always been.

The man stays quiet, giving them time, as he always does. If they say they don’t want to talk about it, he won’t press anymore. In the end, that’s what always makes them break.

“I was too late.” Nyx puts out their cigarette, then turns back to their brother.

Immediately, Isaiah knows what they’re talking about. He’s not surprised, either, since that’s what he thought was eating them up. It’s not a very hard guess; they always get like this when they’re not able to save someone. Actually, sometimes it’s worse, since at least they’re completely immune to drugs.

“She was so little, too,” they keep going, but their gaze is absent. “Must’ve been ‘round Katherine’s age, back when she joined us.”

This is information Isaiah didn’t know, and it surprises him that his sibling is only smoking over it. At least for now. Katherine, as much as Nyx would deny it,—for good reason, it’s unsafe to get attached in their line of work—is like their daughter. They raised her, after all, and taught her everything she knows.

“She was gone by the time I made it to her,” they continue, throat tightening. “I couldn’t even give her a painless death.”

Nyx isn’t surprised to find that their eyes are completely dry; as much as they want to cry, that habit was beaten out of them years ago. It’s for the better, anyway, since trying to wipe tears away from an empty socket might end in an infection.

“You did all you could,” Isaiah tries to comfort.

My best wasn’t good enough, they bitterly think, it never has been. They don’t say this out loud, though, because they don’t want to burden him any further. Instead, they pull their legs up to where they are sitting down and hug them. Nyx wonders, absently, if they would have been able to keep their stuffed toys in another universe.

It has nothing to do with the whole situation, but then again, maybe it does. Their plushies—ones they had when they were young enough to, when their mother was still with them, before their father threw them away claiming they were too old for toys—had always been a comfort for them. Maybe they would’ve helped them cope better. It doesn’t matter now, though, does it?

“Yeah,” they finally say, noncommittally.

Isaiah has never been good with comforting people, his emotional intelligence was thrown out as his own way of surviving. So, instead of trying to say anything else, he keeps quiet. Nyx will continue to talk if they want and if they don’t, he knows they appreciate the silent company. They told him so, back when the two first had a heart to heart and he had to apologize for not knowing what to do.

It’s fine, they had smiled at him, a small, sad thing, I just wanna stay in your room, if that’s alright? Your company is enough.

The pair of siblings remain where they are for the rest of the night, Isaiah working from a laptop he had to quickly go get and Nyx staring at the night sky blankly. Neither utter another word but, at the end of the night, Nyx hasn’t smoked another cigarette.

#oc #dc universe #dc oc #dc ocs #writing #writers on tumblr #it's just a sporadic thing i did ksnd #what's a character without trauma #and unhealthy coping mechanisms

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Prompt:

Jason (maybe on a dare, maybe because he’s loopy etc.) calls Bruce (or any of the Bats, really) to tell him he loves him.

Bruce is convinced Jason is either dying or about to.

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I can imagine the reddit post going on with 'he's spent thousands of dollars just for his furry suit'

Although, aren't a lot of the batfam just furry ocs? It's like a family thing at this point xdd just—

My (M27) father (M4X) is trying to make everyone believe he's actually his furry oc after making me and some of my other siblings our own starter furry oc too

Conclusion; all robins are ultimately furries too, they're just a bit less into it than Batman xdd

Being Bruce Wayne’s kid is such a trip bc what do you mean “Bruce Wayne isn’t real”, what do you mean Bruce— oh I’m sorry, Batman. Like imagine having to listen to your dad say that he isn’t real and the only real person is the version of him that indulges in his furry cosplay.

No like actually imagine it.

Your dad, the man who raised you after you lost your original parents, just looks at you and straight faced in a calm voice says: “Bruce Wayne isn’t real, only I — Batman — am.”

If you’re still not getting it imagine it in a reddit post format.

My (M27) father (M4X) is trying to make everybody believe that he isn’t real and that he’s actually his furry OC.

That shit would be wild.

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alex albon and his helmet are my absolute favourite thing about this grand prix simply because of the divide he's managed to wedge with people finding it either absolutely creepy or stupidly hilarious

#both #it's both

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... might get back to the posting grind here. If I don't get a heart attack first. GUYS WDYM WE MIGHT GET A SEASON 2!?!? SCREAMING CRYING THROWING UP

#jatp #julie and the phantoms #renew jatp #what is going on #AAAAAAA

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Anuncio de mi libro, Un Rincón entre Las Sombras

¡Buenas! Mi nombre es Ent (Él/Ella/Elle), soy une joven de 18 años que ha empezado hace poco a escribir su libro.

Este libro es muy importante para mí, pues empecé con él a los 10 años de edad y es un proyecto que ha ido creciendo conmigo. Estoy deseosa de terminarlo y poder enseñárselo al mundo para que disfruten tanto como lo hago yo escribiendo.

Si estáis interesados en el progreso e ilustraciones del libro, os aconsejo seguirme para estar enterados, y sentiros libres de hacerme preguntas ^^

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no idea what possessed me to draw this. but i did and i love him

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Im begging you to tell me about the au

SLAMS MY HANDS ON THE TABLE IM SO GLAD YOU ASKED!!

Its not super complicated: Splinter never got mutated.

Literally everything else went the same he just never became a rat man. hes just a middle aged 80s celebrity making a comeback and is raising four turtle sons while trying to keep them out of the public eye. Heres the first thing I drew for whats been dubbed the Green Screen AU

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here come the boooiis~✨️

finally finished a proper render of the “Life Mission: Save My Brothers” turtles 😭 just without their helmets/mask because i want them to be ✨️expressive✨️ also logo drop??? idk. i’m not too sure about it yet but i like it so far. it’s supposed to mimic mikey’s graffiti (that will be important to the plot) and leo’s stars and clouds theme.

AND website drop?!?!?!! ik i’m extra 😄 but i do plan on posting the comic there, too, not just tumblr. it’s still in development and is not its final look (i don’t think). but if anyone has any questions about the AU, that’s a good place to take them!

also replaced mikey’s kusari fundo to a kusarigama for… reasons. dw it’s not ansty, i promise. it’s probably better if i show all of you why :3 his kusari fundos and nunchakus will still make an appearance!

worked really hard on all this so i really hope you all like it because if you don’t, i will jUST BE CRUSHED- /donnie quote • ( 🌿 please do NOT repost, edit, trace, use, and/or sell 🌿 )

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April being the best big sis ever + How she met the turts (more under the cut)

Keep reading

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“Come back, come back! Your family needs you.”

Still thinking about this movie….

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sensory bullshit

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hello, tumblr! welcome to my version of a rottmnt separated AU ✨ “life mission: save my brothers” ✨ where splinter managed to rescue only leo after the turtles have been mutated. raph was taken to big mama and was raised to become a battle nexus champion, mikey was taken by draxum and was trained to be a warrior to protect yokai and fight against humans, and donnie was thought to be dead but was actually taken by a tech mob and ran away when he was 7 only to meet big mama, who used his talent with tech to her advantage.

there will be a comic about this . 3 . it’s quite long help-

btw, donnie doesn’t know that other turtle mutants exist. big mama gave him goggles that prevented him to see them and was told to cover up his turtle-yness which is how he got to meet raph sometimes before they found out they were brothers. leo rescues them over the course of the story: first raph, then mikey, then donnie (after they found out he’s still alive).

there will be more about them! and feel free to ask 😄 i’m really happy with the feedback i have about my AU so hope y’all like it too 👉👈

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