Upcoming Strike For Palestine 02/18-02/25

time for a fun game called can we finish a shower before the edible hits

I've recently fallen back in my DC Robins Era and everytime I see a reference to Tim's photography my first thought is "nice I love photography being mentioned in popular media"

However, my second thought is "how big is his fucking camera lens"

This child is taking presumably high quality photos of Heros In The Middle Of Fights/Patrol AT NIGHT WITH A VERY SMALL AMOUNT OF FLORESCENT LIGHTING FROM THE BUILDINGS

That lens would Have to be At Least 600 dollars (on the low end) (he is rich so I'll let that part slide) but there is no fucking way a 9 year old is lugging that giant ass lens around all night

Pov: You are the 2nd Robin, it's 2am and you turn around to see a Child 2 rooftops away point this shit at u

Will I ever finish this? Nah

Clark groggily blinked his eyes open. Something seemed off. His ceiling appeared unusually distant, and its familiar features seemed altered. His gaze shifted to a peculiar sight—a bat was perched on the ceiling. Bats in his bedroom? Bewildered, he turned his head, only to discover a slumbering figure beside him, resembling a Calvin Klein model.

Panic surged within him. Had he followed someone home from the bar last night? What had possessed him? And what would his children think?

The man stirred and opened his eyes. Clark launched into a flurry of apologies, admitting he had never been so intoxicated and couldn't recall anything from the previous night. The man looked at him with bleary eyes.

“Relax, Superman. Your virtue is intact.”

“What happened?” Clark realized he must have revealed his secret identity to a complete stranger.

“I brought you to my med bay and extracted the kryptonite from your chest, but you were shivering and dragged me into bed with you. You said you needed to protect me from the cold,” the man explained, slipping on his pants. “Since escaping your grasp was nearly impossible, I decided to make myself comfortable and settle in for the night.”

The events of the past week flooded Clark’s mind, and the man’s identity became clear. “Oh! I’m so sorry, that was presumptuous of me. Umm, I also want to apologize for trying to attack you yesterday when you found me, Batman.”

“What does presumptuous mean?” Someone mumbled nearby, but was quickly hushed by another person.

“Call me Bruce.” Bruce yawned, rising to his feet. “Don’t fret. I did use your son as bait, after all. And consider yourself lucky, I don’t usually sleep with someone on the first date.”

Clark blushed and fidgeted nervously. “I’ll take responsibility for my actions.”

Bruce smirked. “Moving a little fast, aren’t we? Are you sure you want to be taking responsibility for me and my eight kids?”

“E-Eight kids?”

“Yes, you can start by taking one off my hands. I recommend Damian.”

“You can’t send me away! Alfred would never allow it!” Damian protested from under the bed.

“We can play with my new Xbox! Dad just got it for me for my birthday.” Jon chimed in.

Bruce bent down to address the two kids huddled underneath. “I won’t, provided you stop eavesdropping on private conversations.”

Superbat Family Fics

how’s roach holding up

The COUNTRY, Sanderson

This is how all kittens behave. Also, this kitty is adorable.

OOops wooops woops oopksdfj Get em here

What a darling boy

🐾 can a catboy and a dogboy truly fall in love…

initial doodles :3 (glomps u)

So I just learned 5 minutes ago that "/pos" is a tone indicator for "positive" :)