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boundbyreading · 3 days
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Batboys by Nikola Cizmesija
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incorrectbatfam · 2 days
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Steph would not only be on foodtok but she would DOMINATE
"Making the viral Harley Quinn cupcake bombs"
"Trying every item on the Batburger secret menu"
"Everything I ate at the Wayne Gala"
"Testing Spoiler's waffle hack"
"Letting my brother decide what I eat for a day"
But also she'd have a second equally popular account doing the EXACT same thing as Spoiler
"What I eat in a week as a vigilante"
"Packing Orphan's patrol snacks"
"Rating restaurants that are secretly crime fronts"
"The waffle hack that took down Cluemaster"
"Breaking into Lex Luthor's office and vibe checking his mini fridge"
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you'd think dick would be the renowned 'biter' of the batfam from his early days as robin, frequently biting attackers when not really necessary. then jason comes along and is 10x worse, doing it purely for his own amusement.
you think, surely the next one won't want to bite people for fun, and you're right, tim bites people as a defence mechanism instead.
by the time the 4th one comes around, it's statistically impossible for him to be a biter, but low and behold, damian's worse than all three of the previous boys combined. the cherry on top is that unlike the others who only bit for fun, as an attack, or as self-defence, never multiple, this one's standard reaction to anything is to bite it.
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Incorrect Batfam Quotes
Tim: *develops a plan
Steph: Not gonna lie, that sounds like a war crime.
Tim: It’s never a war crime the first time. Now whether it gets designated a war crime after…
Tim: That’s not my problem.
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1vyyxo · 24 hours
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I literally love Dick and Jason’s sibling relationship. I don’t care what anyone tells me THEY ARE BROTHERS Y’ALL.
In my world, they love each other and nothing bad ever happens to them- 😌
Like, yes, they yell horrible things at each other. They have screaming matches and spars. But at the end of the day, when shit goes down, they’ll always be there for each other.
You can find them patrolling together once in a while, just the two of them like before, or you can find them curled up on the couch gossiping about Gotham’s elite and all the pompous rich assholes. They were siblings before the rest, the very first. Even if they didn’t have much time together, they know each other. They know how to calm each other down and piss each other off, equally.
Also I could totally imagine them being little shits together. Like, I know people always portray Dick as the one who always stops fights and keeps calm in tense situations. They characterize him as the caring, older brother who takes care of all of his younger siblings. Jason is more of the tough love type, always with the classic sibling bullying, which is totally cool, But I can see Dick being an older brother bully to Jason too, and Jason being caring to the younger ones as well.
Either way, they both love pulling crazy shit with each other, older brother shenanigans and all that. And if you even touch their siblings, they wont be afraid to throw hands with you. This is what I imagine their relationship to be like (peak siblinghood fr)
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rxbin-iii · 2 days
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batboys redraw
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chaparro0456 · 1 day
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I like to think that Damian isn’t trusted to have his own phone so he constantly steal his older brothers phones
Tim: I’m starting to run out of phone storage
Bruce:then delete the apps you don’t use
Tim:I can’t
Bruce: why
Tim:baby bats got mad at me when I delate a few of his apps games so he switched my coffee supply with decaf coffee
Bruce: oh how that go
Tim:I slept for 12 hours straight
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Jason working on his motorcycle in the batcave he went to check his phone
Jason: god dammit not again Damian give it back
Damian is chilling in the vents playing among us
Jason: Damian where the hell are you
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Dick is the only that doesn’t mind Damian bowers his phone however he does mind when Damian just hangs up incoming calls
Damian face timing Jon: ugh hold on this guy keeps calling again it’s annoying
Dick sighing: you can’t hang up my incoming call
Damian: they should know there being rude I’m face timing Kent
Dick looks over who’s calling and panic : shit shit shit give me the phone give me my phone
Dick take the phone away from Damian
Damian: hey I was using it
Dick: how many times you hang up on the caller
Damian still reaching for the phone: I stop counting after the 10th call
Dick: you hang up on my boss 10 times!
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After a few more times Bruce bought Damian an iPad but its age restricted so Damian still sometimes steals his big brothers phone
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hellcat8908 · 1 day
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Long Gone Azriel x Reader
Warnings: pure angst because I've been in a mood
Shielding your bond had become second nature, not that it really mattered if it was shielded or not. The light of it that once burned bright had been slowly snuffed out, leaving it cold and dark. Azriel had taken on more missions that kept him away for extended periods of time. At first, you had begged him not to go, but he claimed it was his duty. After a while, you realized you were wasting your breath. He'd never choose to stay. You had started sleeping in the guest room when he was away, unable to sleep in your lonely marital bed unless it was one of the few times he was home. He hadn't noticed the toll this was having on you, or if he had, he didn't care.
You were left alone once again after Azriel had rushed out for a mission in Illyria. You stared at the half eaten breakfast he had left behind. Your eyes drifted around the house, noticing how it was just a house, no longer a home to you. It used to be full of love, and now it's just a hollow shell, like you. The thought made you laugh, and the more you dwelled on your life, you couldn't help but laugh harder. You were becoming hysteric, laughter turned to tears quickly as you realized how pathetic your existence has become. You couldn't stop crying, reaching out for Rhys to send Madja.
Moments later the they are both in front of you, "sedate me!" You manage to say between sobs. Madja looks to Rhys questioningly. After he prods your mind, with permission, he gives Madja a nod. She gives you a tonic that will keep you resting for several hours. Your eyes flutter closed as the tonic takes effect. Once Rhys carries you upstairs to bed, he orders Azriel to return home. After some back and forth, Rhys shows him why he needs to come home. Once Azriel returns, Rhys tells him about the state they found you in and Madja sedating you before he leaves the two of you alone.
Azriel stares at you, wondering how it took him this long to realize the pain you're in. Madja said you'd be out for hours. He took the time to really take in how much things had changed. He noticed the bed smelled more like him than you, even though you slept in it more, or so he thought. He took in the puffiness of your eyes from crying. Each sign of pain and distress he failed to notice sooner glared at him. He reaches out to hold your hand but stops, wondering if you'd want him to touch you. He sits there in silence as he dwells on the past several months. When you stopped begging him to stay is when he should've realized what was happening. He thought about how lifeless the bond between you had become.
You started to stir on the bed, bringing Azriel out of his thoughts, "Hey, Angel," he says softly. Your eyes are still tired as you try and focus on him. "Madja gave me the good stuff. it's almost like you're actually here." You mumble before your eyes drift closed again. "It's me, I'm really here." He says as he brushes a stray strand of hair from your face. "You're away, you left earlier. Besides, you wouldn't choose me." You mumble before drifting back asleep. He sits in stunned silence at your words. The fact that you'd accept a dream of him being there before him physically being there hurt him deeply. He hadn't given you reason to believe otherwise, though, he thought to himself as he watched you rest.
You wake up later that evening to the smell of dinner. You get out of bed and make your way towards the savory scent, expecting to see someone from the inner circle. You're stunned when you see Azriel cooking with his back to you, you pinch yourself to make sure you're not dreaming. Once you accept that you're awake, you take a few moments to gather yourself. "Dinner is about ready if you want to sit down." Azriel says over his shoulder. "I thought you were in Illyria." You say as you remain where you are. "I was, but you needed me." You let out a laugh, "That's never stopped you before." You say. You watch as he visibly flinches from your words.
He makes a plate for you and sits it at the table before making one for himself. "I can hear your stomach growling from here. Please sit down and eat." He says gently. You hesitantly sit down and take a bite. The chicken is so tender and flavorful as you savor it. A satisfied grin comes over Azriel. You eat in silence as Azriel keeps a watchful eye on you. "How are you feeling?" He asks. "Okay, I guess." You answer. "No lingering drowsiness or headache from the tonic?" He asks. "No." You answer before gathering your dishes and carrying it to the sink.
You wash your dishes and leave them to dry in the rack. "I guess I am still kind of tired. I'm going back to bed." You say before heading upstairs, not giving him a chance to stop you. You decide to sleep in the guest room, unsure of what to make of Azriel cooking you dinner, let alone him being home. You change into knit shorts and a shirt before climbing into bed and trying to get some sleep. You toss and turn for a bit before finally falling back asleep.
Meanwhile, Azriel sits at the table where you left him. He moves his food around with his fork but doesn't have an appetite anymore. He scraped the remaining food fromhis plate into the trash before cleaning his dishes and leaving them yo dry with yours. He sat down on the couch and debated what to do. He didn't know if you wanted him in bed with you or if he should just make himself comfortable on the couch. After a while, he decided to sleep beside you. He made his way upstairs and into the bedroom, which was surprisingly empty.
He checked the bathroom, and still no sign of you. He sent his shadows to search for you while he checked the other rooms and found them empty until he came to the guest room. As soon as he opened the door, he could tell you spent a lot of time in here. It had been redecorated to your liking, and it smelled of your sweet scent. He found you soundly sleeping in the bed. This was your retreat when he was gone. He could tell how much time you spent in this room. He briefly wondered how he could miss all the signs, but then it would be easy if he was hardly ever home.
His shoulders slumped as his mind raced with more questions than answers. Would you want him to stay with you or should he sleep on the couch, would you ever be able to forgive him, if you did would things ever be like they were when you first got together. The more he thought about it, the more overwhelming it became. Finally, he tucked the covers tighter around you and gently pressed a kiss to your forehead before whispering, "Good night, angel." As he turned to leave, he heard you mumble."Love you, Az." His heart stopping at your words before a little spark of hope flickered in his heart. He quietly shut the door before walking downstairs and laying on the couch. He laid there thinking that tomorrow is a new day for a new beginning, and he was determined to fix everything.
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shyjusticewarrior · 2 days
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Hey, look at this panel
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yesiknowimshort · 2 days
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i’m genuinely interested to hear whether dc blogs here are first gen, second gen, third gen fans.
i’m a second gen fan, i grew up with my dad’s DO NOT TOUCH memorabilia cabinet full of figurines and special comics etc, so i was introduced to it very earlier in my life, but i’m pretty much in a completely different interest area to my dad.
all the comics and characters i enjoy now are ones my dad didn’t care for (namely the robins), and i’d be interested to see what corner of this massive fandom you/your parents/grandparents were into compared to you.
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skyjasper · 3 days
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Betray You Like A Man.
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Azriel X Rhys sister oc (but Rhys Centric kinda?! Rhys and Az angst?)
Summary: HOFAS bonus chapter inspired. Azriel and his mate Y/N Moonbeam aka Rhysands little sister have been hiding for over 50 years. When her older brother finds out he is anything but happy.
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Warnings: mentions of SA, Yelling, lots and lots of Angst, quite Az.
Words: 1,382.
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She and Azriel had been seeing each other secretly for over 50 years now. They had been through hell and back together, finding out about Rhysand under the mountain, Supporting her brother with his mate, fighting a damned war, and even finding out they were mates. Not once did either of them let on to their secret relationship, always passing each other with cold glances and curt words. The only form of kindness shown was on important occasions. But the minute they were alone, when they got back to their secret apartment, they were perfectly fine.
That was until Rhysand barged into Azriel’s apartment yelling something about Nesta telling Feyre something about their babe and found the two of them laying on the floor. Y/N reading and Azriel mulling over paperwork with a biscuit. In an instant, albeit a second too late, Azriel’s wing was covering her. Rhysands words fell away and he stood still, she could see him just barely through her mate's wing but she knew that her older brother could smell her.
“Azriel,” Rhysand growled out. With a knowing sight, Azriel released his wing that covered Y/N’s frame, not hiding her wings.
The moment Rhysands eyes found her matching violet ones he turned and walked out, slamming the door. She turned her head to her mate whose eyes were glazed over in silent conversation, she decided to listen to what Rhys had told him.
“Do we go? We should probably give him time to calm down shouldn’t we?” She asked, staring at Azriel’s golden eyes. He just nodded quietly.
Silently and with deathly calmness they gathered themselves and flew to the river house. She winced as they walked in the door, taking in the ruined vases and the loud shouting of her other brother and sister trying to calm Rhysand down.
“I DO NOT CARE. THAT IS MY SISTER.” He screamed at Cassian. She turned to Azriel, putting a hand on his chest to stop him,
“Maybe I should go in there alone.” She offered. And with a short nod he agreed, before she could walk away he grabbed her arm, and with a deadly voice he spoke,
“If he even thinks about yelling at you I will be in there. I will just be right outside.” Then he let go so she could enter the room. When she did she gasped at the sight of her older brother.
“Rhysand,” she spoke firmly, only slightly scared as his raging eyes turned on her.
“Is that bastard here?!” He spoke.
“It doesn’t matter, Rhysand.” She went to place her hand on his arm when he flinched away and stared at her with disgust.
“Don’t even get me started on you.” He raised his voice, tears springing to her eyes at his reaction. The pair of them had always been as thick as thieves, never staying mad, and definitely never yelling at each other like this.
In an instant, Azriel was behind her, hands on her waist to inform her he was behind her. Her brother didn’t even glance at the male behind her before continuing,
“I can’t believe you slept with my brother like some common whore.” He spat out like a slap in the face, he knew what she had been through, what she had done for him while he was under the mountain. A cry fell out of her mouth, his words inflicting more pain than any physical blow could.
Before she could say anything the entire room went still, the bottom half of the room covered in angry shadows. Before she could blink her mate had her brother around the throat against the wall.
“Be very careful how you talk about my mate,” Azriel growled, she could feel his anger festering through the bond. She sent a comforting phantom hand over his shoulder.
“Your mate?!” Rhysand laughed, “That’s hilarious brother, no one could ever love a bastard like you. We all know it, just admit it Azriel, you aren’t capable of loving a female.”
And then it was Y/N who was on top of her brother, facing him with a slap that resonated throughout the entire room. Not a single soul spoke as the sound of flesh meeting flesh echoed through the room. Not even Feyre said anything as her sister-in-law hit her mate.
“Fuck you Rhysand.” She yelled. “Fuck you for reacting like this! You are nothing but a cowardly piece of shit. You blame everyone else for everything that is your fault. Did you ever stop and think as to why we didn’t tell you?!” She yelled, Rhysands mouth opened to respond but she continued, “No Rhysand, you don’t get to speak. Maybe if for once in your godsforsaken life actually looked at anyone other than your mate you see that the people around you are going through shit! You would see the face that Elain is on the verge of breaking, that Nesta was going through something none of us could possibly imagine, that Cassian was coping and that I, your fucking sister, was traumatized. I get it Rhysand, what you went through under the mountain, trust me I get it, but it does not give you the right to treat everyone else like shit because they don’t react the same way you do to trauma. You do not get to sit here and act like my brother trying to defend my honor when you haven’t actually acted like a decent brother for the past 3 years!” She screamed in his face.
She gave him one more resounding slap before standing up and finding Azriels hands.
“Do not come find us brother, for I do not want to see your pitiful face.”
Then, hand in hand with her mate, they left. They both flew, flew for hours till they were at the cabin Azriel had built for his mother before she passed. When they arrived and got out of the cold she sunk to her knees, tears finally flowing.
Az’s rough hands came to hold her face, “Shh my love, he is not worthy of your tears.” He murmured into her hair. Instead of trying to calm her again he just let her cry, not once letting her go, instead instructing his shadows to gather water and blankets.
So she fell asleep crying in his arms over the hurt her brother had caused. And when she woke she found Azriel’s dark hair. She stared at him as her fingers twirled in the onyx strands.
“You know what he said wasn’t true right, you know how to love and you are worthy of it Azriel. You and I are the proof, this right here,” she gestured in between the two, lightly pulling on the golden ribbon that flowed between them. “This is the proof. I love you beyond words Azriel. I know you feel the same shadow singer.” She told him. Observing as his hands tightened around her waist. They had both suffered far too much to let the words of her cruel brother diminish all the progress they had made.
It wasn’t easy at the beginning, getting Azriel to open up and come to accept himself. It took him years to realize he was worthy of her love. That he wasn’t a broken bastard.
“I love you beyond the sun and the stars, I would travel worlds for you Azriel. And if the stars would vanish then I would voyage through the darkness with nothing but my bare hands to find you.” She whispered, “I would rip the wings off my back if yours were ruined because I know how much you need to fly. I would kill gods and kings alike to ensure you are safe. For as long as I am alive you will no longer be alone ever again, you will always be loved. I will always love every part of you.” She brought his scarred hands to her lips and kissed the skin on them. When she released his hands her lips found his mouth.
“There are not enough words in this world for me to express my love for you Y/N Moonbeam, So instead let me show you.” He spoke against her lips before moving his kiss down her neck.
And show her he did.
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ao3sbatfamily · 2 days
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'Batman, go grab your Robin… Wait, wrong Robin!' by IzzyMRDB
Author: @izzymrdb
Robin, the actual Jason Todd, stared at him from where he was also sitting in the back seat. “Who are you?”
“Uh… Tim?” Tim said, extremely concerned and confused as to where his night was going. “Am I getting kidnapped?”
“What?” Jason looked confused, which was just great because that meant that he didn’t know what was going on either.
“I was just trick-or-treating and then I sat down to eat my candy and Batman appeared and told me off and said I should stay in the batmobile and I didn’t know if I should argue cause he’s Batman so I did and now I don’t know what’s happening? Is this a kidnapping?” Tim babbled at Robin, the real actual Robin who was sitting just a foot away from and staring at him like he was insane.
“Ives said I was going to get in trouble if I wore my Robin costume for trick-or-treating but I didn’t think he meant that Batman was going to kidnap me! Is he mad at me? Am I in trouble for wearing a costume like yours? Wait, is this how he gets Robins? Did he just pick you up off the street too? I don’t want to be Robin! I don’t want to live in a cave!”
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incorrectbatfam · 3 days
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Dick: What’d you make for Selina?
Bruce, staring at the food he burned: Regret.
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*All of the Batkids have been kidnapped
Kidnapper: *calls Bruce
Kidnapper: We have your children.
Bruce: …
Bruce: Let me speak to them.
Kidnapper: Alright. *puts the call on speaker
Bruce: Damian’s in charge.
Batkids: *all start arguing about who should be in charge to the point of scaring the kidnappers into letting them go
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blackbirdi · 2 days
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Batfam Incorrect Quotes #15
*Batboys playing Scrabble*
Dick: I will put 'A' down to make 'A'.
Jason: I will add onto your 'A' to make 'AT'.
Tim: I will add onto your 'AT' to make 'RAT'.
Damian: I will add onto your 'RAT' to make 'BIOSTRATIGRAPHIC'.
Jason: *Flips over board*.
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