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I watched the Snyder cut and all I could think abt the whole movie is the concept of victor and barry going to uni together

In young justice lex and conner should have had the same relationship as danny and vlad in danny phantom in this essay i will-

“Sometimes I think Batman is the only thing I made right.” Bruce says to no one in particular. The words cause Alfred to freeze for a moment before going back to work. “You disagree?” Bruce asks, not wanting to leave secrets between them.

Alfred looks up at him. “I have always thought of Batman as your worst creation, Sir.”

His tone is serious but Bruce can’t help but laugh. “I made the Red Hood, I made the Joker Alfred. You really think Batman is worse than them?”

“Yes I do, Master Bruce.” Alfred says, refusing to look at him.

The exchange is disjointed enough that Bruce stops laughing immediately. A tense silence is left hanging in the air.

Neither of them say anything else for the rest of the night.

Not me starting my third original story of this summer

asdfnrjrft just thought about Duke and Tim both thinking of each other as the family’s impulse control and then one day both of them realise that the other’s an insane adrenaline junkie just like everyone else and then they’re both like ‘you’re telling me that no one’s been holding the brain cell this entire time?!?!?’

I just watched the Batman 

If Mrs. Monroe, head of maths at Gotham Prep, had to describe Dick Grayson in one word it would be ‘prefect’.

If she were allowed two she would say ‘worryingly perfect’.

She didn’t keep up with the media storm around Bruce Wayne’s ward as it happened, but when she heard that the kid would be in her class she decided that she had better catch up with it. She reads about how the boy came from a travelling circus and how his parents died in an accident (or was it a murder? She isn’t quite sure). She reads that after coming from a working class background he’s just been placed with the richest man in the city during a particularly traumatic time. Everything she sees worries her to no end and as she walks in on Monday she braces herself for a boy to turn up made up of grief and fear for being in this strange, strange place that’s nothing at all like the circus where he grew up.

Instead, Dick Grayson walks into class seeming like a perfectly well adjusted young boy who she would never have guessed had endured anything particularly awful in his life.

All lesson she waits for him to slip up, to show that he’s going through something terrible. Then he doesn’t and she waits for the rest of the week. Then she’s left waiting for the rest of the month and, after that, the rest of the year.

Dick Grayson never slips up. He has plenty of friends, even though he never seems that close with them, he’s the best in her class, even though he never had formal schooling before, and he never seems at all out of place at Gotham Prep.

She’s mentioned it to the other teachers, that something about how good the kid is bothers her, but none of them seem to pick up on it. They all just offer testament to how well Dick’s getting on at Gotham Prep and how it just goes to show how much potential the boy has.

So Mrs. Monroe waits for Dick to slip up and tries not to worry too hard.

~

During the summer after Dick’s first year of school (having placed first in all his classes, naturally) Mrs. Monroe sees him outside of school for the first time.

It’s a nice day and her husband is away on business so she decides to take the time to go on a walk by herself. As she’s turning onto one of Gotham’s nicer streets she almost runs directly into Dick.

He’s with three other boys. They all seem older than him but it only surprises her a little since one of the many things on Mrs. Monroe’s list of ‘reasons why Dick Grayson is a very worrying boy’ is that he’s oddly mature for his age.

When Dick sees her he stops and smiles, and Mrs. Monroe can’t help but smile back.

“Hi Mrs. M,” he says. She notices that he’s leaning closer to the boys than he does with any of his school friends.

“Hello Dick. I hope you’re having a good holiday.”

“Totally Miss-” he starts, but then one of the boys, with brown hair and a confident gait, stops him by landing a heavy arm around his shoulders.

“Sorry to interrupt, but we’re having a boys night.” he says, “So we’ll just be on our way.”

The other three let out long-suffering sighs and Mrs. Monroe feels like she’s missing out on something.

“One, it’s daytime.” says another of the boys, black with close cropped blonde hair, “and two, the only reason the others aren’t here is because they’re actually having a girls night and kicked us out.”

The only one who hasn’t spoken yet nods seriously.

“Well I wouldn’t want to keep you,” answers Mrs. Monroe, not quite sure what else to say, “I’ll see you again when school is back in session, Dick.”

Dick nods happily while the rest of the boys wave goodbye to her and make their way onwards.

As Mrs. Monroe walks home she thinks about the encounter. She knows that none of those boys go to Gotham so they must be friends from something else. The way they had acted around each other though, well, she doesn’t think that she’s seen Dick that close with any of his friends at school.

Thinking about it, he’d seemed a little more human in that group. Less like the perfect student and popular kid he always was at school.

Whatever it was seemed good and after that encounter, Mrs. Monroe worries about Dick Grayson a little less.

Stephanie Brown you will always be famous

^^^ the good shit

Once back on Earth, Doug starts his radio shows with “Hello, humans,” or maybe “Hello, humanity,” but he can’t bring himself to address the audience as “Dear Listeners,” anymore

The rawest line to ever be conceived, honestly.