#am I your dad?

[thedemon-crowley]

Hey dad! How does it feel knowing you hord all the genders? Would you mind sharing with me 🥺

There is no limit to the gender pool. Dip in my friend!

[thetoyboxs]

As the oldest of four I say I'm qualified enough to say, close enough!

[littlefankingdom]

Seeing all those posts and fanfics where the batkids, especially Dick, calls Clark "uncle Clark", made me think.

If Dick calls Clark "uncle Clark", he probably started doing it BEFORE he ever referred to Bruce as his father. After all, another uncle doesn't erase any existing one, but accepting Bruce as his father was erasing John Grayson in Dick's mind, for multiple years. It makes sense for Dick's confused feelings about his situation to call Clark "uncle" before calling Bruce "dad".

So, I present you: Bruce being envious of Clark because Dick refers to him with a family's title but Bruce is just "B".

And in the same continuity: Dick being envious of Jason calling Bruce "dad" so easily.

For Dick, it feels as if the word is stuck in his throat. He can say it to joke around with others ("let's steal dad's car" he tells Jason), but to Bruce's face? He's afraid the world would end.

[dizzybizz]

i haven't seen anyone talking about his dad squint yet

have you seen him

sir, that's peak dad behavior

[egophiliac]

just thinking about hair and faces

[rebrandedbard]

Had to get a Very Large Roach off the ceiling in my kitchen and shrieked when it started flying.

Now, for unrelated reasons, I am writing a ballad about a Very Grand and Brave Knight, slayer of Dragons and Fearsome Beasts, who disappeared after encountering a single bug.

Never mind what kind it was, that isn't important to the plot.

[bunnieswithknives]

Obsessed with his brain

[vaguely-concerned]

the fact that irving canonically survives through the end of asunder to be at wynne's funeral is so fucking funny to me. nothing but love and respect for MY unstoppable cockroach morally grey machiavellian mage dad!!! he's survived in his position through multiple attempted rites of annulment and blood mage plots popping up left right and center around him. the chantry keeps trying to stamp him out but his dodge game is simply out of this world, divine. civil wars, political machinations and minefields, chantry atrocities, this wily old motherfucker is dodging and weaving his way through it all, not-quite-no-hits-taken-running-it-but-honestly-close-enough-under-the-circumstances style. if solas does succeed in tearing down the veil I would fully believe that one of the like three people still alive at the end of it all would be a very weary 90 year old first enchanter irving going 'oh this shit again huh'. the maker has cursed him for his hubris and his paperwork is never finished (affectionate, it's fine he canonically loves paperwork)

[puppetmaster13u]

Prompt 293

Jason takes a deep breath. He takes a deep breath, in for ten seconds, out for eight, and just takes a minute before looking again. Nope, there’s still the strange quartet of orbs in the box of what should be stolen weapons (What, the government had enough, honestly) that gave his workers the heebie-jeebies. 

Which is not the vibe he gets from them. In fact, he’s actually kind of concerned with how much he has to beat the Pit back with how quickly it lurches to latch onto the… Well they’re not gems, and he’s a little wary about touching them at first, but the Pit does seem to settle when he does.

Alright, he can deal with this. It’s not like he has several heads in a duffel bag that needs to be delivered or a tiny assassin child back in his safehouse (Seriously Talia, why was he the preferred babysitter?) or an entire gang in Crime Alley to deal with. It’ll be fine. 

…

He would like to curse out his past self, because there’s now four babies in his safehouse that appeared to have fucking hatched from the orbs. Goddamnit. 

[i-a-q]

Peter: Why do you care so much?

Tony: Because someone has to. And because you once reminded me of who I used to be… before all the mess.

Peter: *quietly* And now?

Tony: *softly* Now, you remind me of who I want to be.

[inquisitor-apologist]

Do you think the Sith Holocron told Ezra to cut his hair or was that bad idea all his own

[tangledinink]

Casey had been listening to Uncle Tello, at first, taking great care to absorb all his lessons for a future without him in it. But as he did so, listening to this man who he had known and relied on his entire life, who had carried him around on his shoulders like he was weightless as a child, who he had once watched run a literal mile-long race with his brother just to end an argument (Casey had timed it himself,) this person who had always, without question, been strong and capable and confident and indestructible in Casey's eyes, even despite the world they lived in, in spite of everything... he came to a horrifying realization.

Looking at him now, Casey was quite certain that if he were to wrap his fingers around his thigh, his fingers would touch.

Based on the latest arc in @somerandomdudelmao Apocalypse Series. I am being very brave and choosing to trust them.

[livwritesstuff]

Hazel posts a tiktok that starts with a view of Steve folding laundry.

Hazel: Pop

Steve, looking warily at the camera: What?

Hazel: If you and Dad got divorced–

Steve: Oh, come on, Haze.

Hazel: No-no-no-no, just hear me out.

Hazel: If you and Dad got divorced, how long would it take for me and Moe and Robbie to Parent Trap you back together.

Steve: *very long pause as he clearly considers the question*

Steve: Why did we get divorced?

Hazel: A dumb reason, like in the movie.

Steve: So how long has it been since we last saw each other?

Hazel: Well...no. It's not a shot-for-shot remake of the movie. You'd probably be, like, co-parenting or whatever.

Steve: How long have we been divorced?

Hazel: A long time. Since I was a baby.

Steve: *another pause*

Steve: Yeah, that...makes sense.

Hazel: Okay, don't be rude.

Steve: Who’s dating someone else?

Hazel: What?

Steve: The dad in the movie is dating someone else. So which one of us is the one dating somebody?

Hazel: Oh. I don’t know.

Steve: I bet it’d be your dad. You know what – you wouldn’t need to Parent Trap us because I’d already be trying to get back together with him on my own out of spite.

Hazel: Oh-kay we might need a part 2.

[uncanny-tranny]

It is my sincerest and unironic belief that we must invest in preserving "old technology." The more we move to a hegemonic, easily-surveilled way of living, the worse we will find this world to be.

Letters, public phones and transport, cash, and so much more are key to ensuring both freedom of movement and information, but also to combat the surveillance state. We need to preserve the ability to both access the world but also to be untraceable. I truly hope more people start to recognize this. It isn't about nostalgia for the past. It is about ensuring that we are actually afforded freedom, from the richest person to the person who lives on the sidewalk.

[bruciemilf]

Yk what I need??? NEED the batKids to just admire Bruce’s beauty ( USHSJSNSNS ur last post about Jason calling Bruce pretty just added fuel to the fire )

Love ur blog :)!!!

Thank you! And that’s so adorable! I just adore the image of Bruce, wide awake at 3 in the morning, applying concealer all over the swollen bruises acquired tonight.

The brush is thick and fluffy, designed to spread a generous amount while maintaining a smooth application, its bristles silver and pale. Dick thinks it belonged to Bruce’s mom, because he looks terribly sad using it.

“You should be asleep, “ Bruce sighs, not entirely delighted his ward is losing precious resting time. He’s read, clearly, that children need a minimal 8 hours of sleep.

“So should you! What are you doing up?”

“Getting ready for a meeting at 7.”

“You’re like, really pretty.”

Bruce pauses, skin blossoming with sudden, flustered heat, “Oh, thank you, Dickie, that’s very kind—“

Dick’s smile beams like moonlight, “So you agree. You think you’re really pretty.”

“…I haven’t watched a single movie in 12 years, so, I think that joke is wasted.”

“Dammit. Thanks a lot, trauma.”

Oh, but Jason? The tiny boy could watch Bruce for hours. His face is so interesting. B’s eyelashes are so long, and his eyes are such a pretty hazel, just like Catherine’s, and his smile is awesome.

He feels really special, because Bruce smiles for no camera, but when Jason asks him to take his picture, he does it without complaint.

“B, boys can be pretty too, right?”

Bruce pauses a bit, not entirely confident. Should he treat this as something casual? Should he break out the educational, but welcoming dialogue? Is it something else? Why aren’t there parenting classes?

“Hn. Yeah.”

“I think you’re the prettiest man in Gotham!”

“I’m afraid that’s not true, Jason.”

“What?! How come?!”

“Because the prettiest boy in Gotham is standing right in front of me.”

Tiny Jason squeaking and squealing joyfully while Bruce takes him in his arms, peppering his soft cheeks with kisses, while a teenage Dick rolls his eyes in the background, trying not to smile.

[neo--queen--serenity]

Bram, after spending under 2 hours with Aya: