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A collection of spider suit redesigns I've done over the course *insert however many months I've been fixated on Spiderman in Gotham fics*

Some (most) are just me playing around with the asthetics and some (a total count of 1.5) were made with more utilitarian purpose in mind, like actual armor to protect from pointy-stabbys and better insulation for cooler months

mwah

Jason should kill the Joker and just not tell anyone. like, lets be real here, if he were to silently slip in and kill the Joker in his sleep, are any of the workers at Arkham really going to give enough of a shit to say anything??? with the paperwork they’d have to do, and the attention they’d get once the media caught wind of the break in/murder, i bet all Jason would have to do is leave like, a basket of muffins next to the dead body as a thank you and the staff would just dispose of the body and shut the fuck up about it.

i bet you he could get through a solid six to eight month period of being weirdly happy and interactive with the rest of the family before Dick finally asks why he’s been in such a good mood lately over family dinner

Jason, casually: i dunno, i guess i’ve just had a weight lifted from my shoulders; there’s less to drive me away now.

Bruce, thinking he’s finally done something right: aw Jaylad, i’m so happy you’re feeling more comfortable!

Dick, the only batkid around when Jason was Robin, remembering all the times Jason would transform into the happiest kid on the planet only for them to find out a week later it was because he’d pushed a bully down the stairs at school and fractured his wrist: hold on B.

Dick: Jay, what weight has been lifted?

Jason, still nonplussed: well i finally got my GED, and the Joker thing really calmed the lazarus rage. also Steph got me into puppy yoga, we go once a week.

Bruce:

Bruce: what Joker thing.

Jason, glancing up from his food: ? d’i not mention that? he’s dead, man.

Bruce:

Dick:

Dick: sorry, what?

Tim: why the fuck am i never invited to puppy yoga?

Bruce, having a panic attack: y- what are you talking about Jay-

Tim: i would LOVE to go to puppy yoga. what the FUCK?

Jason, shrugging: you can come to puppy yoga, replacement, it’s all good

Bruce: the Joker’s dead?

Tim: FUCK YEAH, PUPPY YOGA

Jason: i think they do it with goats too.

Damian: i would be interested in this activity.

Jason: hell yeah family yoga session

Bruce: JASON PLEASE EXPAND ON THE JOKER THING

Jason: no i don’t like your tone. anyway, dick, puppy yoga?

Dick:

Dick, glancing at Bruce’s glare nervously: …i would be down for puppy yoga

“Jesus Christ how old is this kid Tony” “I don’t know he’s on the young side I didn’t carbon date him” you had that conversation many times didn’t you

Tony: so, if you know, someone accidentally swallowed an air tag…medically speaking, does it pose any-

Stephen: I know where this is going, and no, you can’t have Peter “accidentally” swallow an air tag to keep tabs on him 24/7

Tony: It’s an IF-

Stephen: then why do you have an air tag clenched in your fist

drew them with a random ref i found on pinterest💗

"omg spideypool!" "aww spideytorch" "venom is literally a crazy ex gf"

"moonie"

more funny Bucky faces.

What if: werewolves, but instead of only transforming on full moon, the amount they transform goes according to the phases of the moon - only becoming a whole wolf on full moon, not transforming at all on new moon, and transforming into a vague range of wolf-human anthros in the middle. Like going from "regular hairy human person but with yellow eyes, claws and fangs" to "almost completely wolf except with unsettlingly humanlike hands on the front paws."

This is so Steve Rogers core