#red thinks

[rd-scribbles]

I love the trope:

Character A, who hides from the light due to past trauma and persecution that follows them. And finds someone something in that darkness who understands them so wholeheartedly, and they are never going back.

Character B, literally a creature of shadows enthralled by the one human that finds comfort in the darkness rather than running from it. They will never let a creature of light lay a finger on them now, their hands are soaked with blood and they cradle the face of their beloved.

[red-n-stuff]

The more darlin backstory we receive the more and more I want to sit down and write a whole timeline of events for my version of them just because I need to be able to correctly reflect their experiences in the blurbs I write….

Also: (unpopular opinion, so if you disagree that’s cool, don’t worry I’m not comin for you, this is just my darlin in my head)

I tend to see a lot of content that has David being sort of an older sibling to Darlin, or that their role in the pack is often more inflated then what’s canon (which again, cool for y’all if that’s how y’all wanna play it) but there’s so much room for angst and growth and raw emotions by exploring the avenue that Darlin isn’t really that same teenager that they all managed to make friends with- and that now after everything that happened they’re much more jaded.

They’re trying again, and they want to be a part of the pack again, and right now David, Asher, and Milo are all trying to find their footing with where they stand with Darlin. Too much has happened for all of them for them to just resume that easy teenage experience- but I think that the four of them rebuilding a bond that extends beyond just being in a pack, that stems beyond blood (real or metaphorical), is a stronger bond than the idea of them being there out of obligation.

Darlin is choosing the pack. Not because they have a duty to their past self- not out of guilt for some connection to Gabe, not because they feel like they owe it to anybody, but because these people are people that have proven they’re reliable, safe, and willing to allow darlin the space to breathe that they need. Consistently, David has made it a point to not try to take up the role of an overbearing older brother because Darlin does not need more family. Darlin needs friends. And at the end of the day, they need a circle of support they know they could never let down rather than more people they have to try to meet expectations for.

[shining-red-diamond]

CHERRY BULLET DISBANDED?!?!?! What the heck FNC?!?! With all of the protest trucks asking for better treatment and such this is what y’all decide? I’ll still support the girls in what they decide, but come on!

[gothamitee]

What will you be tonight? That’s the question

[ideas-ideasideasideas]

Batman gives each of his Robins a different code to use when they’re in trouble and need immediate extraction. He promises that when they call, he’ll drop everything just to get to them, come hell or high water.

Jason, during his time with the League, shares his code with Damian, to be used “only in the direst of circumstances, when you have exhausted all other options.” He doesn’t know if Bruce will answer, given how fractured their relationship was before he died, but it is better than nothing. Every tool counts when they live such dangerous lives.

Damian uses it exactly once, and Bruce, who still feels the loss of his son like a yawning chasm in his chest, responds to it even though he knows it can’t be Jason because Jason’s dead. What he finds, instead of Jason, is a boy in League garbs, drenched in blood from the tips of his midnight-black hair to his too-small feet, with a face that Bruce sees himself and Talia in, requesting asylum from a grandfather who wishes to possess his body. Bruce doesn’t question how this boy who is so clearly his son knew the code. Talia al Ghul is resourceful and places family above all; the code is not beyond her abilities to discover, and she is not above using Bruce’s desperate love for his dead son to ensure that hers does not meet the same fate.

Bruce takes Damian in, because of course he does, and since Jason is dead he allows Damian to keep using the code. After all, it’s not like Jason is alive to use it, right? If someone uses the code, there’s no one it could be but Damian, right?

The next time the code is used, Bruce traces the location to Gotham even though Damian was supposed to be in Bludhaven visiting Dick. But whatever happened that resulted in Damian being in Gotham can wait, because he has already failed one son and he will not fail another, his son is in trouble and he needs to get to him, he needs to—

What he finds, instead of Damian, is a boy (just eighteen, too young, but also too old, but also he will always be a boy to him) in League garbs, drenched in blood from the tips of his midnight-black hair to his too-large feet (when had he gotten so big), wearing the face of his dead son.

(Who, maybe, just maybe, may no longer be so dead.)

[theywhoshantbenamed]

Red Book update: art community in china tends to call good artists “teacher” “mom/dad” and “boss” and wonder what Americans say to good artists. Americans have expressed that they mainly compliment the art rather than the person, comparing the art to a good meal and joking about eating the art.

Chinese people love this apparently

[demonicsuffrage]

Tim, abruptly standing up in shock: Wait, I just realised that Damian will graduate highschool in 2032

Damian, rasing a brow: Yes, ofcourse? As I am currently in fourth grad-

Jason, spitting out water: What the fuck? 2032?

Steph, pointing accusingly: That's not a real graduation year you made that up!

Dick: I think I just threw up in my mouth a little

Duke, with his head in his hands: Does anyone else feel both their feet in the grave? I graduated this year!

Dick: Feet? More like my entire body, I finished high school years ago!

Cass: Guys I think Bruce is crying

[ghosted-jazz]

Doey's 2/3 angsty traumatized teen, I think he'd love MCR

[thefriendlyneighborhoodqueer]

i’m so sorry but i just saw a post about duke’s eyes glowing and now i NEED to see fanart with jason and duke, the Glowing Eyes Bros TM

i’m picturing them on a midnight snack run in the manor kitchen, but just chilling in the dark

Bruce, getting back from a late patrol, wanting a midnight snack, can tell someone’s in the kitchen but it is pitch black : ….

Bruce : Who’s in here?

Jason and Duke :

[danidoodels]

trying to get used to drawing this goober again

[rd-scribbles]

The trope of "child drawing horrific drawings" but instead it's "child draws a 'scary' woman".

And when the school guidance counselor calls the kid's parents a woman with the same red blob that the child always draws on the 'scary' woman shows up.

She's the kid's mother.

She just has a birthmark.

But the guidance counselor is convinced he's in The fuckin Ring and is basically stalking this innocent woman and creative accepting toddler.

[red-n-stuff]

Headcannon senario for the post Quinn Comfort Vid:

(Spoilers? Sort of?)

The day after everything happens Darlin starts stress cleaning the whole house, and Sam wakes up that mornin with the bed empty. For a split second he worries that the pressure was too much, and Darlin took off all together until he hears the mumbled lyrics to some rock song from the kitchen. He gets up to find darlin having already done all the dishes, swept, dusted, and is now mopping every conceivable surface. They don’t notice him at first- their headphones in. Sam kisses their forehead and starts helpin’. Knowing they need to do *something* to get the feelings out of their body. The two of them hook up the speaker and jam out to their favorite tunes. Singing together and dancing with broom/mop in hand until the darkness recedes to the corners…just for a while longer.

[shining-red-diamond]

I’m still here, y’all. Just been focusing on life as a newlywed wife

[mcworm]

JUST SAW A FED-EX DRIVER JUMP OUR OF HIS TRUCK AT A REDLIGHT AND RUN UP TO A SECOND FED-EX TRUCK (THREE CARS AHEAD) AND THE GUY LEANED OUT AND THEY JUST KISSED ON THE LIPS? HELLO?

[prlssprfctn]

I actually need some fanfic, where Bruce and Jason are in the middle of some argument, and a casual (and a well-practiced with Dick before) sentence leaves his mouth, something along the lines "How old do you think you are?!", meaning that he is acting childishly. And because Jason is irritated, and his tongue runs loose in his anger, he screams back that he is nineteen, and Bruce just freezes, because... Oh. Jason is nineteen. He is a fucking kid - his kid - that lost years of his teenhood, and was forced back without anyone giving him a space to catch up, with everyone else already treating him like an adult... When he isn't.

[wellensittich01]

Dick 9 times out of 10 failing to hide a severe injury from the rest of the batfam because without fail when he’s tired or drugged or generally not firing on all cylinders his native accent comes out as thick as the day he met Bruce.

- - -

Bruce: Dick come down for a check up I saw you take that hit for Tim.

Dick, halfway towards the cave exit and still going, in the quietest voice possible: im fine

Bruce: Say squirrel and you can leave.

Dick:

Bruce:

Jason:

Tim:

Damien:

Dick: …skweeerrehl.

Jason: Get him boys.