Whenever Bruce can't do something as Batman he sends one of his kids in the cowl. Literally any of his kids. To deal with having to wear the cowl, they turn it into a game: will the justice league notice that Batman isn't the person under the mask?
Spoiler alert, they don't.
Somehow, the league never notices when it's not Bruce under the cowl, or at least that it's not the same person they all know.
Like never.
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Hal: Hey Bats, you look taller today.
Jason, determined not to lose: hm
Hal, sensing danger and immediately backtracking: uh, that's not to say you don't usually look tall, I mean you just look taller today, um did you change your ear thingies?
Jason: *Batglare intensifies*
Hal: uh, I'm just gonna go
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Aquaman: you've been quiet this whole meeting, Batman, even for you.
Cass, currently wearing shoulder pads and absolutely insane platform boots: *a fim huff of breath*
Aquaman: right sorry, I forgot you were dealing with another mass break out from Arkham this week, you don't need to stay for the whole meeting. We know you probably know everything already anyway
Cass: *nods*
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Flash: Morning Batman. *zooms past*
Duke, absolutely befuddled:
Duke, quietly into his comm: you'd think the speedster would have the time to notice
The several batkids on the other side of the line: *laughing hysterically.*
Dick, wheezing: just do the thing where B tucks the lower half of his face into his cape like he's Dracula. You're doing great.
Bruce, from somewhere in the cave, actively giving up on the assumption that his coworkers have at least one working braincell between them: stop comparing me to Dracula, Dick
normalize my 12th grade English teacher, who admitted that his favorite TV show was Buffy the Vampire Slayer, and when a male student suggested that it was because Buffy/Sarah Michelle Gellar was hot, wrinkled his face like he’d bitten into something rotten and dead, and said, “At my age (he was 53), there is nothing less sexy than a teenager. You’re all disgusting messes.” It was 1999, I was 17, and I’d grown up in conservative Christian schools and churches. In my life I’d heard heard dozens of sermons from male preachers and teachers and even some older students, whining about how hard it was to be a dude and not commit the sin of thinking sexual thoughts, and how they needed women to wear long skirts and cover their bodies to not objectify them
and my bitter, misanthropic, atheist Brit Lit teacher, who hated my class because he was obsessed with teaching Tom Sawyer but got stuck with Shakespeare and Jane Austen, was the first, and this day the last man I have ever heard articulate a rebuttal from the depths of his soul to the idea that it was normal for teenage girls to be desirable to middle aged men
“Is it okay if I draw fanart of your fanfic?👉🏼👈🏼”
My brother in Christ we shall have a spring wedding
DO NOT SUPPORT SALVATION ARMY
love loses once july begins
Every Nightwing Comic Ever: “I’ve been a lot of things in my life: Sidekick. Vigilante. Acrobat. Son. Boy Wonder. Titan. Flying Grayson. Cop. Spy. Detective. Circus Owner. Mayor’s Assistant. Bartender. Model. Mentor. Leader. Fitness Instructor. Stripper. Tax Evader. University Student. Tiger King. Y2K Survivor. Jesse McCartney. Anesthesiologist. Activia Spokemans. Bernie Supporter. Chimney Sweep. Twitch Streamer. Midwife. HPV Positive. But tonight I’m just....NIGHTWING ”
I think 2003! Raph has a soft spot for any and all Donnies. To the point he'd let them get away with murder if left alone with them.
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