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Batfam on a rollar coaster:
Dick: Screaming in joy
Jason: Screaming in fear
Tim: Bored af
Damian: Pouting but secretly enjoying it
Bruce: Sitting stiff, internally screaming
Alfred: Sipping tea somehow without spilling
Jason: Whatever, accidents happen.
Jason, pointing at Damian: How do you think he got here?
Damian: I will definestrate you, Todd.
THIS
I've been thinking a lot about Jaybart lately, even wrote half of two one-shots that I might post soon, since I'm bored, and have nothing to do, here are some hcs of them that I have and intend to work on some future fanfics:
Sometimes, while the other is sleeping, they lie awake counting the other's breathing just to make sure they are alive. Neither of them knows about it. Bart does this more often, but Jason spends more time awake counting his breaths.
Jason cooks and Bart cleans. Bart can't cook to save his life, but he makes decent coffee.
Bart has freckles all over his body and Jason often compares them to stars, when they are alone he tries to kiss each of his freckles.
Bart's love language is physical touch and words of affirmation, so Jason has always one arm around his shoulders or waist, sometimes he lays his head on Bart's shoulder and when no one is looking he leaves a kiss on his neck or whispers in his ear 'I love you'
Jason's love language is quality time and acts of service. Bart always tries to find a way to go to Jason's apartment and spend some time with him, they talk, watch movies and sometimes just enjoy each other's company. 'I love you' for Jason is not in words, but it is in the little things. In the coffees that Bart makes for him, in the early hours of waking up together, in the silence while Jason cooks and Bart helps him chopping the vegetables.
Bart made (read: forced) Jason to watch all the Star Wars films
Whenever the two watch a film/series, Bart develops a crush on one of the actors and talks about it for weeks and Jason just agrees that most of them are actually hot
Most people don't know that they date. Bart always says he has a boyfriend, but never says his name instead he describes his boyfriend as 'a literature student who loves cooking and Jane Austen and Virginia Woolf books' and he always has fun seeing people's reactions when Jason appears and kisses him.
Roy can't stand being in the same room as them, he always says that they look at each other with puppy eyes or like they're ready to fuck right there
Sometimes Bart wears skirts and dresses, Jason thinks he looks really beautiful wearing it.
Tim was the first to know they were together, he accidentally walked into the kitchen and saw them kissing (his reaction was similar to Ross's in friends but with less screams)
On their first Valentine's Day together, the two forgot it was Valentine's Day and spent the day watching horror movies and eating pizza.
Bart always listens to Tim and Jason's complaints about each other and finds it funny how the two always end up saying "How is he your best friend/boyfriend?”
Bart always pulls Jason's blanket over while sleeps.
Tim constantly walks over while they are almost having sex, most of the time he screams 'my eyes!' and Jason finds something to throw at him.
They are not a clingy couple, no pet names, no matching accessories, not so many pda, except for a few kisses, and a hand on the other's shoulder or waist, and they barely talk about the relationship with others, the reasons many people don't know they are dating is precisely this. They are very private, and none of them are afraid to provoke, disagree or upset the other.
He looks like he’s about to challenge me to a duel and pull all 5 Exodia cards on my ass
Heart of the cards!!
Okay then, when do you think that Bart would have his large growth spurt in his teens?
Bart Allen already had a few growth spurts, he just died whenever he was taller/older and then we were back at stage one with Impulse.
In smallville, Bart adapts a new look. He shaved his hair off and dyed it blonde, even changed his Impulse suit. A notable difference too is that he’s definitely taller. I’ll put some photos down below for reference, but he’s now as tall, if not taller, than Jay Garrick, and almost as tall as superman. It was never specified his age at this time but following the chronological path, I’d say he was 17 by that time. So we can assume in two years of being Impulse his age will catch up to him and he’ll shoot up like a tree.
Again in Flash comics, when Bart took over the mantle (even though he didn’t want to), he was a tall and built, muscular guy. He aged up by four years and thus his body with it, so he was 18 or 19 when he became Flash. So again, another growth spurt after Smallville. In the side notes for the comics, it was said that Bart actually grew taller than Wally, as reference. (Since Wally wasn’t actually around for comparison). Beside him in the photos is Valerie; he’s taller than her and she’s wearing heels!
Hope this helps!
Everyone lived. When Harry was born, Lily hardly saw him because Sirius was fitting him into a tiny leather jacket, Remus was reading to him, and James was already trying to sneak him to the Quidditch supply store to get Harry his first toy broom. Christmases were spent with full bellies and rooms stuffed with laughter, and there wasn’t a single person without flushed cheeks from all the wine. Lily’s eyes sparkled, and there was always a joke on the tip of James’ tongue. All Harry knew was love, love, love, from every corner of the universe.
Everyone lived, and every Thursday afternoon, Sirius and Remus took Harry to the “library”, which was the secret word they taught him for the ice cream parlor. With each trip, they ordered the biggest sundae that was offered with three spoons, and Harry always ate nearly all of it. They kept it up until the day Harry asked Lily to take him to the library and, when confronted with the shelves piled high with books, he asked her where they went to order their ice cream.
Remus and Sirius got married when Harry was three, and Harry was the ring bearer. Lily cried the first time she saw him in his tiny dress robes. They were just long enough that he nearly tripped halfway up the aisle. There wasn’t a single pair of dry of eyes in the audience that day.
Everyone lived, and on Harry’s sixth birthday, he celebrated alongside Neville with all their friends and family. James gave Harry his first set of toy Quidditch balls. He, Ron, Neville, Draco, and Ginny all played together until Draco pushed Neville off his broom and into the cake Alice had spent hours working on. Lily tried so hard not to laugh at Neville’s frosting-covered face, but instead she went beet red and gave herself away to everyone.
Draco said he was sorry. He actually meant it.
Everyone lived, and the moms had a Lockhart book club, which consisted of everyone getting wine-drunk and complaining about their husbands together. Draco, Neville, Harry and Ron eavesdropped and reported back to their dads, who were standing around the kitchen armed with beer, about what they did wrong that week. Each of the meetings somehow coincidentally ended with each of the men stopping by to bring their respective wives bouquets of flowers or boxes of chocolate “because they just felt like it.”
Everyone lived, and Draco and Harry were friends, believe it or not. When Narcissa and Lucius had a date night, they dropped Draco off at the Potters. James told them scary stories in the darkness of their blanket tent. Lily used magic to cast shadows all over their living room, and Harry and Draco wouldn’t sleep for the rest of the night. But Lily kissed each of their foreheads and assured them each that everything would be fine, because she and James would never let anything bad happen to either of them.
She meant it.
Draco and Harry stayed up until their eyelids were simply too heavy to bear, but Harry managed to remain awake till Draco was completely asleep before closing his eyes. It was one of the most peaceful things he’d ever seen. He wasn’t exactly sure why he thought that. Not yet, anyways.
Everyone lived. Everyone got a little bit older. The kids all went off to Hogwarts, somehow managing to stuff themselves all into one train compartment, even with Hermione once she joined. Draco and Harry got put into different houses, which was a relief to everyone around them. “they already bickered like a married couple without rooming together,” Ron said when they were first sorted, “I don’t want to think about what we’d have to deal with if they were sharing a dorm.”
The only time Harry and Draco forgot about their friendship was when they played against each other in Quidditch. There were no rules when you needed to be the first one to the snitch.
(I suppose there weren’t any rules when it came to making out with your best friend in an empty corridor after drinking half a bottle of fire whiskey, either.)
Sixth year came with sly glances and brushing fingertips in the hallway; throwing all caution to the wind and risking friendship for feelings Harry and Draco had been denying since they were kids. Ron and Hermione exchanged knowing looks, but no one said a word. Not even when Harry inconspicuously crept out of bed nearly every night at half past two with his Invisibility cloak in tow, not returning until the sun was just peeking out over the mountains, if at all. He looked happier than ever that year, secrets tugging on the corners of his mouth every time he spoke.
Everyone lived, and when Draco and Harry came out to their families their seventh year, everyone groaned. “You owe me ten Galleons,” was the first thing James said to Lucius, and Harry knew then that everything was going to be okay.
Because everyone was here, surrounding him, breathing, alive. They all hugged him and Draco at once, cheeks smooshed together, a mess of laughter and “I love you’s” and kisses on foreheads. They were all connected then, their pulses stitching them together with a bond Harry knew nothing could break.
They all knew hurt; they knew pain and suffering, and they knew loss, but most of all, they knew each other. They knew love, and they knew hope.
As they stood there, a giant amoeba of people from all walks of life, some more challenging than others, Harry let go of the breath he felt as though he had been holding for his entire life.
don’t mind me, i’m just thinking about hal with kind of curly hair.
Just don’t try to buy your soup at the clothes store.
Can we just talk about how adult Bart from the 80s comics was buffer than superman?? I feel like a lot of people gloss over this
Look at this mans
Who gave him the right to have biceps ON his biceps?
If you look closely his 6 pack have individual 6 packs on each ab
His hands are bigger than his head
And are those fucking brass knuckles made INTO his suit??
If you’re wondering if it’s possible to be a twink AND himbo at the same time, yes. This is proof
Kitchen utensils used for cooking.
bisexual, pansexual, and asexual
⚡Bart And Batfam⚡ Headcanons + Theories, Fuck the Flash, Impulse + Rogue Supremacy
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