#doc: bruce wayne.

[dailydccomics]

Batman & Superman by Evan "Doc" Shaner

[vinelark]

Thinking about bbs au where Tim talked first.

Tim: so I'm robin

Kon: I'm sorry bu- wait what?

Tim: I'm robin

Tim: what were you going to say?

Kon processing the guy he made out with yesterday is also the teammate he just realised he has a crush on an hour ago and that he was just about to break it off with the guy he made out to ask his crush out so was about to break up with and then immediately ask out the same person: ...nothing.

in the au where tim spoke first, kon’s brain would go static for a very long stretch of seconds and he would vaguely consider that he was being pranked (tim somehow? figured out kon’s feelings for robin before kon did and is pulling some sort of? joke??) and tim would be like [fond sigh] you like pineapple on your pizza and you and bart are currently tied in your competition to see who can sneak attack me in uniform and the shampoo at the Tower always makes your hair extra fluffy which you only pretend to hate and also— [launches himself right at kon to springboard off kon’s shoulder in a patented robin battle-and-also-reaching-tall-cupboards move]

kon: [automatically catching him] okay okay OKAY just hold on i’m—

tim: [settling on kon’s shoulder] sure, yeah, take your time

kon: shut up i’m—you’re—the whole time?

tim: unless you think i’m some sort of shapeshifter—

kon: obviously i know you’re not a—are you. a shapeshifter

tim: if i were a shapeshifter i would’ve shapeshifted myself taller than bart by now

kon: fair enough. okay. so you. so i. so we.

tim: [nodding] getting there

kon: so that’s why you were so weird around nightwing

tim: okay, he deserved it

kon: oh my god, i yelled at superman about you. in front of batman and nightwing.

tim: ah. about that…

kon: and that’s how you’re friends with red hood—

tim: mm, i don’t know if i’d go that far

kon: and why superman was so stressed out when you were kidnapped—holy shit. and—

tim: listen i promise you can ask all the questions you want and i’ll be so very thorough and honest about it but if you’re not mad at me—

kon: i’m not mad, i’m processing

tim: okay great. do you want to maybe make out more while you process

kon:

tim:

kon: yeah that sounds good

[soranatus]

Fathers & Sons By Doc Shaner

[blueeyeddarkknight]

A compilation of Val being a stinking cute diva on set 😻💅

Val being painted by David choe

(I wish it was like a French girl 😃)

The result 🎨 🤩

Sleeping beauty

Val's interesting habit of sleeping before a show to beat stage fright which annoyed his Juilliard teachers 🤭

Goofing around in the batsuit

getting interviewed by Kristen Bell during his makeup session 😂

playing with the kids on the set of a soldier's revenge 🥹

hanging out with the rossovich family and Bill Paxton (rip)

Val:I love you 🥺

Buck:I understand 🙂

Val:.... 😃 💔.. Thanks for trying, buck 🙂

Giving candy to the crew of red planet from an alien shaped box 🍭👽

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[kartsie]

Cass doodles

[sarahreadstoomanycomics]

I can't say I was expecting to see a homage to this old World's Finest cover but here it is. The new cover on the left is a variant cover for Knight Terrors by Doc Shaner.

[violent138]

Bruce is never allowed to pick anything for movie night because they'll end up watching reruns of Grey Ghost from the one digitized copy he had made or something so utterly depressing that everybody (except Bruce) winds up miserable and needs 1-2 weeks to recover.

[deatheater25]

2000s Val Characters: Come on discipline me! Make me wear panties! Rub dirt in my eye! Violate me with a wine bottle!

80s Val Characters (horrified): My god I really do have problems don’t I?

[allthegothihopgirls]

if we wanna compare the waynes to the kardashians then i think steph is the token scott disick of the family.

post-breakup with tim she has no business remaining so socially intertwined with the family, as far as the general public knows. however she's stayed so connected to them that she's an honorary member at this point.

she probably gets comments online saying that she's 'leeching' off them, or trying to weasel her way into their successes. ppl would get over it after a while though and just accept that she's there for the long run.

while i'm at it i also think she's the only one who would have non-professional social media accounts. she definitely attracts the love of the internet's 'wayne boy fans' because her accounts are the closest they get to a window into the wayne's private lives.

whether that's steph doing dances on tiktok with tim and duke, or convincing bruce to lip-sync a total of 3 words for a video that sends the internet crazy. she goes completely viral on the off occasion she gets jason to make a cameo because he keeps his personal life just about as private as his nighttime activities.

[kurtiplier]

okay this started as a joke with my friend where we were saying Doc Holliday would main as Daisy in Mario Kart cause he's always saying "you're a daisy if you do" in Tombstone and it somehow evolved into me making a series of

"What Mario Kart characters Val Kilmer characters would main as"

and I had to commit to the bit so here, have these.

[aloonaram]

Here’s an edited wip of my Birdflash oneshot.

Fair warning, this will probably change in the final product as I try to figure out at what point in the timeline I want this fic to take place.

—

“You look like shit, Dickie.”

“Gee, thanks, Walls. You’re such a loving boyfriend,” Dick retorted. He tried for a smile, but Wally watched sadly as it twitched and fell before it could become what it once was–what Dick’s smile used to be.

Dick opened his door wider in invitation and Wally rushed in and examined the place. Gotham wasn’t ever known for its beauty, but even with that in mind, Dick’s apartment looked pretty rough. Empty containers of takeout and miscellaneous trash littered the floor and countertops. His couch was sprinkled with brown spots that he almost assumed were polka dots before he realized they were most definitely patches of dried blood. Clothes were strewn across every surface, their musk permeating his senses. Dick brushed past his side and made his way to the kitchen, opening his rickety fridge to expose the meager amount of food he had. Wally would bet his life savings that each of the five items had gone bad too, based on the state of the place.

Dick turned to toss Wally a water, “So…what, uh, brings you here?” Dick’s awkward tone hangs heavy between the two. Now that Wally could get a good look, his lover was in rough shape. Even worse than his apartment; which was a feat, his mind whispered. His hair laid limp and greasy along his neck and his bags seemed to have bags of their own. A couple of dark bruises peeked through the collar of his shirt, some leading down to his left arm if the strange way he seemed to carry it was anything to go by. Dick clutched his own water bottle, doing his best to look anywhere but at him.

“You haven’t been responding to my messages,” Wally started, “I texted the other Robin, uh Tim, I think? But he never got back to me either, so I got worried, you know? Figured I’d take matters into my own hands. I don’t have super speed for nothing.” He waved his hands around, doing his best to lighten the mood. “It’s been a long time since we’ve gotten to talk, let alone seen each other in person, but, you know, if this isn’t the best time, I can totally leave. I know this is kinda spur of the moment.” Wally wished he could slap himself the moment his lips stopped moving. Some of the younger heroes had started calling him a professional yapper and he wished it didn’t fit so damn well.

Wally watched as Dick took a breath and rubbed his temple as if he had a headache. He winced. Yeah, this probably wasn’t the best time to show up out of the blue.

“No, I…You don’t need to leave, “ Dick sighed. “I’m sorry I haven’t been responding, Walls. Everything’s just been… a lot, to put it simply. I’ve been so busy trying to balance my day job, Bludhaven, and…and being Batman. I just haven’t had much time to myself lately, if you can’t tell by the state of my apartment.” Dick laughed pitifully and winced when it shook his aching arm.

He couldn’t help moving forward into the kitchen and enveloping Dick in a hug, something he definitely should’ve done the moment he’d arrived. His partner sighed shakily and moved to wrap his arms around Wally’s middle. He felt Dick’s face pressed against his chest and hooked his chin to the top of his greasy head. Dick had always been one for physical comfort, a miracle considering who he’d grown up with and the environment he’d been forced into at the ripe age of nine. Wally would be lying if he didn’t say Dick’s need for physical affection didn’t bring him relief and make him feel needed. Sometimes, he felt powerless amidst his lover's strife–Batman’s rule against metas in Gotham limiting his ability to help. Providing Dick a simple hug; feeling the tense muscles in his shoulders loosen and his breath hit Wally’s neck as he sighed in relief, was Wally’s respite from his perpetual guilt.

Wally knew about Batman’s…death. He’d been there when Dick hosted Bruce’s funeral, letting Dick squeeze the life from his hand as he listened to the speech from Alfred. With Bruce gone, the natural order of Dick’s family had seemed to fall apart. Dick had taken the mantle of Batman, a title Wally knew he had never wanted–never felt right for him. He’d be lying if he said he fully understood the magnitude of such a change–that he knew how large the chasms carved by trauma had grown to separate Dick and his siblings. And yet despite that, he knew one thing for a fact. Dick, his lover and the man he’s known for well over a decade now was not the type of person to let others shoulder pain on their own. He took and took and took until he knew only he carried the weight of the sky on his shoulders, letting his muscles feel relief only when his family no longer felt pain. And he’d continue to carry that weight with a smile as long as he knew his family would smile back, unaware of the sky creeping in on Dick’s tense shoulders.

Wally squeezed his arms tighter around Dick’s back, supporting him as his breaths became ragged in their silent embrace. As Wally did so, a sick thought entered his mind, fueled by the anger and pain he felt for his partner; a small part of him–microscopic even–was glad Bruce wasn’t here. Not because he reveled in the effects his passing had on Dick, nor because he wanted Dick to be forced into the role of Batman, but because despite his struggles, Bruce had never been good for Dick. Yes, he played the parental figure Dick needed when he was younger and yes, he provided the necessities for Dick to survive, but he never provided what Wally knew Dick needed most.

“Do you wanna move to the couch, babe?” Wally whispered, cheek pressed against Dick’s head. He feels Dick nod silently and Wally zipped them to the couch in less than half a second. Wally sat and patted the spot next to him, watching as Dick laid his head on his lap, pressing his cheek to Wally’s stomach while letting his legs hang off the side of the couch.

Never one comfortable with silence, Wally broke it first. “If you don’t wanna talk, I won’t push. We can chill, watch the Office, eat popcorn–whatever you want. I just worry…you know? Not being able to be here to help and hearing on the news, Batman and Robin this and Joker and Two-Face that…I just wish I could do more for you.”

Wally looks down to meet Dick’s pained stare and internally winces as Dick opens and closes his mouth, struggling to respond.

“Me and the bats have it handled over here, okay?” Dick starts quietly, aimlessly running his hand over Wally’s knuckles. “You don’t need to worry about me, honey. I know you have more than enough to deal with back at Central and I don’t want to stress you out with problems I have handled.”

Wally lets his free hand run through Dick’s hair, quickly relishing in the way Dick warms to his touch. “I can’t lie and say I wouldn’t be stressed, you know me too well for that, but I’m here to support you, Dick. To be your listener when you’re stressed.” He paused for only a moment before speaking again, “I know you, Dick. I’ve known you for almost every era of your life as you have, mine. I knew you when you were my scrawny, baby leader-”

“Hey-” Dick tried to interject, but Wally kept going.

“I knew you when you wore that god awful blue and yellow disco Nightwing suit-”

“It really wasn’t that bad-”

“And I know what it looks like when you don’t have things handled. You don’t need to soften the blow for me Dickie and you don’t need to play the perfect soldier.” Wally paused. Let it be known even the Flash is out of breath from time to time. “You were always there for me during rough times, so please let me be there for you.”

[dailydccomics]

Batman vs his Rogues by Evan "Doc" Shaner

[bubblesxo]

if i do end up writing that gotham!bruce with the batfam au then i will NEED to add a scene or two about the absolute whiplash that is leslie/lee thompkins. like?? what??

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What I'm imagining:

"Did you just say Lee Thompkins??" *picture him absolutely flabbergasted, mouth hanging open*

"Uhh... yeah? Why?" *idk insert random batfam member but note that jason is somewhere in the room* "She's our doctor. Do you know her?"

"KNOW HER? THE QUEEN OF THE NARROWS??"

cue explosions. particularly and specifically from jason.

(I promise this is not a true representative of my writing skills)

[darius-1]

Batman vs Dr. Octopus!

[blueeyeddarkknight]

Happy 64th birthday to the iconic & timeless Val Kilmer 🎁🎂🎉💐🙀

Our favorite new year's eve baby!

(and the reason I have this blog)

Val on Conan talking about his birthday 😂❤️ :

Unpacking the bday / new year present from his mom 😂❤️ ft. Mark Kilmer

[arsonisticpotato]

I have an oc problem...

This is Marilyn Drake, the 5 years older sister of Tim. She is super cool and gay, and is an absolute BEAST when it comes to mechanics and tech. I finally have a backstory and AU for her, so if you wanna see that, just lemme know~

(And if you saw my other post about her, no you didn't <3) ((I don't like it))