Damian Would Shoot Tim Twice, And Beat The Joker To Death With The Gun For The Fun Of It.

I think overall we are not fully utilizing Tim Drake's origin as a weird super hero fanboy/stalker for it's full comedic potential.

Jason talking about his Robin days: The look on that guy's face when he was beaten by child. I wish I had a picture.

Tim: I do.

Jason: You what?

Tim: have a picture.

Jason: ....

Tim: Would you like to see?

Jason:.... yes.

Dick over the phone: can you pick something up from Titans tower for me? I'm really busy. It's in the vault the password is ********.

Tim: You haven't changed it in 5 years? That's terrible security!

Dick: ...I didn't know you 5 years ago??

Tim: You also put the code in in plain view of the window. You should really pull the blinds down.

Dick: After you get that can you please get therapy?

This is adorable.

irma design 💪💪

Geralt, pushing Jaskier behind him: The Bard meant no disrespect.

Jaskier, looking directly into a local lord’s eyes: No, I absolutely did.

The YJ see it in the way that shadows stretch to hide Tim when he wants to be left unseen.

The TT see it in how Dick can lie to anyone and have them bend to his will.

The TT later see it in Damian with how no one ever can prove the blood on his hands even if YOU WATCHED him do it.

Cass doesn’t look, she glares

Tim doesn’t smile, he grimaces.

Damian doesn’t speak, he growls.

Jason doesn’t raise his voice, he screams.

Duke doesn’t watch, he scrutinizes.

Dick doesn’t smooth talk, he manipulates.

Steph doesn’t laugh, she cackles. Manically.

Bruce’s children are a little damaged, a little odd. If not in big ways, then in the smallest of ways that so clearly sets them apart from everyone else. Their line of work demands it, their breeding encourages it.

It’s just how they were made. Once they’ve been touched by the shadows of Gotham, it never leaves their veins.

It’s in their blood now. It’s seen in their eyes, their smiles. The twitch of their face, the narrowing of their gaze.

Gotham’s embrace never lets you go.

Luke laughs, throwing his head back. Cast plops down beside him, flower crown in hand. “Your highness,” the brunette chirps. Luke’s laugh dies into a giggle as he takes the crown and gently sets itself on his own head.

Neither acknowledge the way that Casr’s eyes shine an eerie gold or how Luke’s shoes are stained with dried blood. They’ve both learned better than to ask when on this planet, surrounded by fields, trees, and lakes.

“May the stars guide your path, Lukka,” Cast says quietly, hours later when he stands.

“And May the Force be with you, Castian,” Luke replies, watching the Fallen disappear into the tree line.

Fucking lmao

I just watched @pastraspec 's video on Hello Nieghbor and this part made me laugh louder than necessary

Tim: If I got dipped in the Lazarus pit, it would be over for you guys.

Damian: I highly doubt that.

Tim: You would be the first to go.

Dick:

Dick: Tim, what do you mean by 'go'...

Tim:

Dick: TIM WHAT DO YOU MEAN BY GO

Oh my god I love this.

APLAP (Assigned Pathetic Lifeform at Padawanship)

New padawan Obi-Wan trying to figure out how the FUCK to make his master listen and not abandon him to go running off following "the will of the force" when it hits him. Qui-Gon is perfectly happy stopping and taking care of pathetic life forms, but not Obi-Wan. That's it. He's always been prepared, always been dutiful, strong, self-sufficient.

He's cracked the code. He needs to be more pathetic.

The next time he senses Qui-Gon's about to run off he coordinates a scene of utmost pathetic-ness, that is, he throws himself into the nearest fountain. He trudges up to his master sopping wet, water-logged robes swallowing him, with hair sticking to his face and containing bits of algae from the fountain. He mumbles out an apology for being clumsy before looking up at Qui-Gon with the biggest, most woeful eyes possible to ask if he happened to bring any spare robes (he didn't, Obi-Wan knows this because he is usually the one to pack spare robes for them both). His wet hair is dripping water into his eyes that's beginning to turn them an irritated red, and there's algae sliding down the side of his face, it really is masterful work.

"Oh...I'm sure I'll be able to find something by myself, it's okay Master, I know you had important work to do."

Qui-Gon visibly hesitates. Obi-Wan starts shivering. He turns to walk away. He's stopped by his Master's hand on his shoulder. His Master, who walks back with him, who gets clean clothes from their hosts, who has folded like wet flimsi and even explains his stupid, stupid plan before choosing to hotwire a hoverbike with a passenger seat! Oh, Obi-Wan really has cracked the code!

Afterwards, Obi-Wan stages an increasingly pitiful accident for himself every time his patented 'Qui-Gon Jinn Bullshit' detector goes off. Eventually, his Master stops leaving him behind at all, even giving him funny looks when he turns around and Obi-Wan isn’t next to him. It never fails to make Obi-Wan grin and run to catch up. Sure, his reputation as a perfect padawan is in tatters, alongside his dignity, but it’s a small price to pay for a place at his Master’s side, for him to remember there’s a place for Obi-Wan there.

When the ray shields come up on Naboo, Qui-Gon doesn't charge ahead and leave his padawan behind, he hasn't for years. He waits for Obi-Wan because it feels wrong to do otherwise, his padawan belongs at his side.

Much, much later, when Obi-Wan is drinking to the end of the war with friends, Commander Cress will ask him how he kept General Jinn from running off for entire decade. Obi-Wan laughs, informs him, and resolutely ignores the scene Quinlan is making as the man cackles and pulls up a book to shove at them both, titled Classical Conditioning 101: A guide to subtle psychological manipulation.

Lol Tim somehow doesn’t notice for years until Damian is older AND bigger.

Bart: I was bored and reading about deities of the world,

Tim: as you do

Bart: yeah, and you know how Cassie is part Greek God?

Cassie: do I want to know where this is going?

Bart: do you think if we started giving her offerings and worshipping her she'd turn into a full Goddess?

Kon: don't know till we try! OH GODDESS! Accept my offering *throws gummies at Cassie*

Cassie: *smiling with a pack of gummies* you joke but I'm keeping these.

Tim: *not looking up from his phone* oh Goddess Cassie, please let us have a peaceful day.

Cissie: *walking into the room* ?

Kon: we're worshiping Cassie to see if we can make her a Goddess.

Cissie: oh ok, merciful and beautiful Goddess-

Cassie: *laughing*

Cissie: -please grant me knowledge on my next exam because SOMEONE *glares at all of them* keeps pulling me into Young Justice mission's and I haven't studied *drops down in a chair and tosses her a bracelet* my offering.

Cassie: *still laughing* knowledge granted.