#arkam

[i-died-three-days-ago]

Uncensored version further down

Part of an oracle deck I'm working on

Art by me

[bilumiart]

Happy pride month!!! 💖

[pulpsandcomics2]

Arkam Daycare

[haveihitanerve]

Can't You Hear Me?

I'm Not Coming Home.

“Never did like a tattletale.” Bruce faintly registered Alfred’s muttered, “oh gods.” Faintly registered dicks wail of pain as he started to cry. He faintly, numbly, registered the gentle hand Alfred placed on his shoulder. “Master Bruce?” Alfred’s voice was soft. Dicks sobs had quieted, but could still be heard softly. “Bruce.” Alfred shook him softly. “I’m gonna kill him.” Bruce rasped. He dimly registered that Dicks sobs had stopped entirely and barely noticed as Alfred’s hand slipped from his shoulder as he stood. “I am going to kill him.” Bruce repeated. He walked to the Batmobile, grabbing the crowbar that he had leaned against it for repairs. “I am going to kill him.” 

Dick stood as well. “Master Bruce,” Alfred began. “This is insanity!” “Insanity?” Bruce asked, his voice deathly calm. “Insanity?” Bruce breathed. “He killed my son!!!” He roared. “Tortured and murdered him while I did nothing!” He was breathing heavily. “My son is dead. Because of him.” Alfred seemed to be thinking of an argument. “But your rule-“ “to hell with my rule!” Bruce bellowed. “My son is dead because of him. Very few things have kept me from snapping these last few years.” He looked his butler dead in the eye. “You.” His eyes drifted to his oldest. “Dickie.” He swallowed. “And Jason. But Jason’s not here anymore? Is he? The line you three defend has an opening. And I’m going to take it.” Alfred swallowed. 

“I’m coming too.” Dick said. “No!” Bruce whirled to him with unexpected force. Dick flinched, but stood his ground. “He killed my brother.” He said, voice hard. “And he has killed my son.” Bruce said back, voice just as hard. “I will not allow him to take another.” Dick would’ve kept fighting. Pleading to be allowed to come. Had his fathers voice not cracked on the last word. “Alright.” He relented. Bruce nodded once, placing a gentle hand on his son's shoulder. “I love you chum.” He whispered. “I love you too dad.” Dick mumbled. Bruce headed to the door. “Master Bruce.” Alfred said softly. “Aren’t you taking the car?” Bruce shook his head, still walking up the stairs. “No. This is a job for Bruce Wayne. So that that freak knows whose son he killed. And who he snapped.” He wrenched open the front door. Blue eyes blinked up at him. Blue eyes like Dicks. And Jason’s. “Oh. Hi there Mr. Bruce Wayne. Or should I say Batman? I’m Timothy Drake.” 

[ace-in-gotham]

Joker getting out of Arkam is like:

[crepuscular-gloom]

Why did they make scarecrow sexy in the arkam series it's not fair

[bilumi]

Redraw from the episode The nice guy

[creepfactors]

some day ill achieve rendered tabaluga fanart

[blorbobutworse]

LOGAN AND BATMAN BRAIN ROT AGAIN:

Logan hates Ghostrider. He's big on keeping the corruptible safe and, being as old as he is (even if he doesn't remember it) almost makes him almost like a father figure to Bruce. Ghostrider is Gay and Angsty about this, but Logan puts him in his place real fast. Afterall, he's never had a problem with murder.

He doesn't patrol with Bruce, since his abilities are not the easiest to use without...impaling people. But he lets Bruce fuck with him, get samples of his blood, look at his weird ass bones. It's his way of repaying Bruce's kindness.

You know, treating him like the old man he is. He loves bitching with Alfred about lost foods. He is invited to galas (With Kurt of course) after he remembers a lost recipe for butter cookies, with a very similar taste to Alfred's mothers. Of course he goes.

He makes it his goal to break the Brucie Wayne persona. He hasn't done it yet, but he knows he's getting close.

[twcfaces]

Catch me wanting to put together a [ARKHAM SHADOWS SPOILER] radio station playlist. :)

[ozlemekk]

[bilumiart]

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[berhudar]

Babaannemdeyken babamlar yatsıya gittiklerinde camide bi akrabayla karşılaşıp onu da getirmişler gelirken. Normalde bu saate kadar kalmayız ama adam kalkmayınca biz de kalkamadık. Oturma odasında süt abim, ablam, ben bi uyumuşuz 👌 ara ara ablamın çenesi düştü ama ben adamın geldiğini bile hatırlamıyorum öyle bi uyumuşum ki

[ratcoonarts]

Doodles from, to and at work… I’m currently working 2 jobs and have a cleaning gig on the side, so yeah not too much time to draw rn sob

[banghwa]

if i got into dc lore would you guys still think im hot

[fuckyeahfanfictions]

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Batman - All Media Types Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings, Graphic Depictions Of Violence Relationships: Tim Drake/Jason Todd Characters: Tim Drake, Jason Todd, Selina Kyle, Harleen Quinzel, Dick Grayson, Barbara Gordon, Jim Gordon Additional Tags: Enemies to Lovers, Arkham Knight, Stray! Tim, Antihero au, flirtation, Angst, Hurt/Comfort, Fluff, Canon-Typical Violence, Jason IS the Arkham Knight here, expect Arkham Knight type violence, and a morally grey Tim, just in case you didn't know it would be ooc of me not to have typos in my fics Dx Series: Part 2 of JayTim Week-AUs and Tropes Summary:

“Take this,” Knight pulls a communicator out of his belt, handing it to Tim. “I’ll contact you when I have a job for you.”

“Sure thing boss,” Tim takes the device and pockets it. He’s grateful for an excuse to leave, but decides just before he reaches the door that he needs to set one thing straight.

“Oh and Arkham Knight?” he calls over his shoulder, knowing the man was watching him leave. “If you ever point that gun at me again, I’ll break both your arms.”