#theyre relationship is so

[haveihitanerve]

Steph knew it was only a matter of time before she got in trouble at home for skipping school. She had practically goaded the teacher into tattling on her. That didn’t mean it didn’t surprise her when Bruce actually glared at her at dinner and ordered her to his office. That he actually cared. “I don’t understand why you keep doing this.” He was saying, seated on the edge of his desk, looking over her, seated in one of the chairs. It was a seat she was well accustomed to. Steph scoffed, crossing her arms. Bruce’s eyes sparked up, registering that she was actually paying attention to his lecture now. “I’m serious Stephanie.” He growled. Steph winced at the full name. “You have so much potential, if only you applied yourself-“ Steph snorted. She had heard the potential bit before. From her teachers, fellow students, even her dad, Arthur, had given it to her once. “Why do you even care?” She argued, rolling her eyes. “Because you are my kid!!” Bruce bellowed, standing. Steph shrank back, surprised, but Bruce plowed on. “And I will not allow you to throw away your life because of me! Because of this double life I am allowing you to lead!” “Allowing?” Steph screamed, shooting to her feet. “Allowing? You aren’t allowing me anything old man!” She spat at him. “I make my own choices!” Bruce glowered down at her, and she lifted her chin defiantly to glare back. “As long as you live under my roof you are my responsibility.” Bruce said, voice dangerously low. “Yes. Allow.” Steph bared her teeth at him. “I am not one of your charity cases that you can police like some warden!” She hissed. She regretted the words the second they had spewed from her mouth. Something in Bruce’s eyes guttered. “Bruce,” Steph tried, her voice dropping. “I didn’t-“ “I’m sorry that I care about you and your well-being Stephanie.” Bruce said quietly, taking a step back. “But I do tend to have a problem with growing attached to my- to kid-.” He cut off. “You May go.” He waved a hand to the door. “You are right. I am not your-“ he took a deep breath, seeming to gather his strength. “I am not your father. I have no- no rights to challenge you on such things.” Steph felt the words slam into her chest like a physical blow. She felt numb. Bruce opened the door. “I’ll have- I’ll have Damian or Tim help you with your things.” He said, still with the same lifeless voice. “Bruce no! Please!” Steph turned, ashamed at the tears gathering in her eyes. “You can’t kick me out! Please!” Bruce looked at her, and the broken look in his eyes almost made her audibly sob. “I-“ Bruce blinked a few times, staring at the floor. “Stephanie.” He whispered. “You are not my-“ he broke off again, taking a shuddering breath. “You are not my daughter. You are underage. I have no rights to house you.” Steph knew it was bullshit. She hadn’t been legally his for the past two years she had been living here. But now, now he was kicking her out. “Okay.” She said in a quiet voice, and stepped out the door. “Steph,” Bruce called after her, seemingly unwilling to let her walk away. “I-“ he seemed to struggle with himself for a second then deflated. “For what it’s worth,” he finally said, not making eye contact. “I would have been happy to- to.” He shook his head, unable to find the words, and closed the door. 

“Do you want to explain why the fuck Steph is packing her things together right now?” Dick yelled, throwing the door open to Bruce’s study. He found his father sitting at his desk, hands clasped in front of him, staring at nothing. “She’s skipping school.” Bruce informed him tiredly. “And what does that have to do with kicking her out??” Dick demanded. “I have skipped school. So has Tim. And Duke.” “That’s different.” Bruce said, still not looking at him, or anything. “How?” Dick said through gritted teeth. Bruce finally lifted his gaze to his oldest sons. Dicks eyes widened when he spotted the tears in his fathers eyes. “Shit Bruce what happened?” Dick dropped into the seat across from him. “I-“ Bruce waved a hand, pushing his tablet across the table. “I fucked up again.” He whispered. Dick didn’t comment, taking the tablet and watching the security feed. He let out a quiet, but meaningful, drawn out “fuuuck.” When he finished. Bruce just nodded. “Shit Bruce.” Dick sighed. “You’re- you’re taking this all wrong.” Bruce looked at him, eyes pleading for him to elaborate. Dick sighed. “Steph she, she thinks no one cares about her. She thinks what she does, anything and everything, is useless. Not important. Not noticed.” Bruce nodded. “I know.” “But you don’t.” Dick said gently. “She skipped school to get noticed. To get your attention. To see if you would care.” “But I did!” Bruce said in frustration. Dick nodded. “Yes. You did. But dad, the second she fought you- said a badly timed comment, you gave up. Denied her her right to her home- to- to your heart.” Bruce frowned. “I-I suppose.” He agreed quietly. “But Dick, she said so herself. She isn’t my kid. Technically, by law and in her eyes, I have no rights to order her around like this.” Dick rolled his eyes. “Oh my god old man- ja- JASON!” He bellowed into the house. Bruce winced, but didn’t argue as his second born stormed up the stairs and into the room. “Did you get the goods?” He asked, sending a particularly accusing, but surprisingly not as aggressive as he would have thought, look at Bruce. Apparently he knew well enough at this point that things that he did that seemed bad was only Bruce being incompetent and emotionally constipated. Bruce sighed, rubbing his forehead with one hand. Dick wordlessly handed over the tablet and Jason watched the security footage, along with Bruce and Dicks conversation. He laughed when he finished, shaking his head. “In simple terms old man,” he addressed Bruce, setting the tablet aside and leaning on the desk. “Steph loves you. She wants to be your daughter. In her eyes, you need to fight back, to scold her. You are her father in every use of the word and when she argues she expects to be scolded and argued back. She wants to see proof that you care.” The now twenty two year old shook his head. “I mean, honestly, didn’t you learn anything from me?” Dick laughed. “For real.” Bruce stood. “Is Steph still packing?” he asked. Dick and Jason obligingly stepped out of the way. 

“Steph?” Steph jerked up at the knock, having been seated on her bed, staring at the wall. She wiped at her cheeks hastily, sniffling. “I’m packing I swear!” She called, standing and shuffling some boxes around. “Steph, stop please.” Steph froze, remaining at her bed, her back to him. “Can I come in?” Bruce asked tentatively, taking a step forward. Steph nodded jerkily, sitting back down on her bed. Bruce sat next to her, and they stared at each other quietly for a few minutes. “I don’t want you to move out.” Bruce said finally. Steph’s eyes widened. “I don’t want you to leave. I want you to stay close, in my home. In our home.” He plowed on. “I want- I want for you to see me as more than just your friends dad. I’m sorry that I acted like a dick-an asshole and treated you like I wanted differently. I don’t. But you can’t keep skipping school, love. You are brilliant and amazing and sparkly,” Steph hiccuped a laugh, more tears streaking down her face. “And I want the world to witness your greatness. Because you will cause greatness. But you can’t do that if you don’t stay in school. Please. I already have too many drop out kids.” Steph snorted, wiping her nose with the back of her hand. “Yeah. Yeah alright old man. I won’t.” She sniffled, letting out another little laugh. “But yknow, you can’t keep me here forever.” Bruce laughed, recognizing the teasing in her voice, the return to their old banter. “I can sure well try.” He intoned, letting his voice drop into its rich Batman baritone. Steph laughed. “We’ll see.” She whispered. Bruce smiled and she smiled back and after a second, he opened his arms wide, an invitation and an apology. Steph leaned into them, an acceptance and a return apology. “I love you.” She whispered, digging her face into his chest, her hands fisting his expensive shirt but he didn’t care, pulling her closer. “I love you too darling.” He murmured, pressing a kiss to her head. “I love you too.”

[borealiszero]

People should make more doomed by narratives siblings relationship.

Like with lovers you can just sever it and not have it related to you ever again but with siblings how could you?

You grow up with them you raise them or they raised you you both know how unforgiving the world is to both of you? You would die for them but will hate them for doing the same and yet none of you would regret it and both of you know it. They could be the person you loath the most and miss the most cause you still remember how they sneaked a candy into your hands. You can sever the tie but you can never look away at what you've lost, at whom you've lost because fate doesn't allow you to be together, eating dinners in quiet peace, if only there's another life, another time, where i can make you another plate of pancakes i would im sorry im sorry im sorry —

[crows-home]

part of my nimona viewing experience. idk why but i got super emotional in the first five minutes.

ID by @peachygos

[ID: A comic juxtaposing screenshots from Nimona 2023 and drawings of a person watching the movie. The first screenshot is Ambrosius's introduction; he grins at the camera as the news anchors introduce him, his name in big print on the screen. The person watching thinks with a bored expression, "Ah. Ok. This guy is gonna be the jackass. Typical golden-boy stuck-up prince that thinks he's better than the underdog. I see where this is going.

The next screenshot is of Ambrosius and Ballister on the platform above the arena, Ambrosius doing his news anchor bit and saying, "Aaand will Ballister be broody on the biggest day of his life?" Ballister laughs at his antics. The person watching now has a small smile, as they think, "Huh! Aw, they're actually nice to each other and are friends! I wasn't expecting that, that's nice-"

The third and final screenshot is a shot from behind of Ballister leaning his head on Ambrosius's shoulder. The caption reads "the knighting ceremony is just moments away." The person watching now has a touched, soft expression, like they're holding back tears. They think "OH." as a partially transparent doodle behind them bends over crying and blubbering, with another doodle showing their heart shot through with an arrow. /end ID]

[infernal-lamb]

some rushed doodles of our new goat darling........I have so many plans for them

[autumn-may]

terrisas really funny ithink

[shesmore-shoebill]

Regardless of whether its real or not, people saying that "maybe they didn't know it was aprils fools" is funny to me. No they absolutely know. thats the whole point . its the best and maybe only way to do this whether its true or not.

Like imagine if you WERE in a relationship that had been deeply visible and wildly speculated on for basically all your formative years, with no signs of stopping. You've just got droves of people clamoring about every potential shred of information and following your every move and constantly speculating about this or tying it back to the relationship which might not have been true at certain points but happens to be now. What. Is the best. Funniest way to reveal that information? With max chaos?

Or imagine if you ARENT in that relationship but you know you'll never get peace from people asking you about it or wondering no matter what you do. AND you have a workplace and friends that LOVE a silly good joke. And committing to the bit. Whats the best way to leverage THAT. How can you absolutely level your fans.

Like Of COURSE they're gonna do an april fools announcement. Golden opportunity either way. no one knows if its real. half of the ruckus is people losing it trying to determine truth. You cant be two silly lil guys and NOT take advantage of a golden bit.

[girldriveroscar]

silent communication comp :,)

[macaronsintrees]

friends with benefits but the benefits are holding hands

[toonetowne]

GRRGRGRGR MUTANT MAYHEM APRILNARDO SAVE ME

[krikidilly]

Older gentans i never posted.. they're really special to me..

[haveihitanerve]

Dick Grayson is Bruce Wayne’s ward and Robin is Batmans son, there is no argument from either party. They get no say. Its just how it is. JL members have also dubbed him as Batmans feral gremlin demon thing and Batman the Devil himself who crafted Robin using his own soul. Robin cackled madly after hearing that. Batman laughed and the JL is extremely concerned and afraid now. Nightwing is Batman’s son and partner and he is Bruce Wayne’s most common rescuer, even though his main territory is in Blud. 

Jason Todd is Bruce Wayne's son and Robin is Batmans son, and both very much adore this title and treasure it. Red Hood is not Batman’s son, but he is Bruce Wayne’s. 

Tim Drake is Bruce Wayne’s emotional support child and child. Not son, his child. Robin is Batmans loyal partner and Batman is his father figure and mentor. Red Robin is Batman’s son. Drake has been disowned from the family and does not exist. 

Stephanie Brown is not Bruce Wayne’s child. She steals his food and his money and his children on occasion but she does not really belong to him. Try telling him that though and you've got another thing coming. Robin is Batman’s greatest  annoyance and she wears that as a fucking badge of honor. Batgirl is actually Batman's nemesis but not in like a Joker kind of way, more in a 'she steals things from his utility belt just before he tries to pull it out or drops encouraging notes on his patrol and also hacks his comms to play the same song over and over again' kind of way. Batman has been heard screaming her name like a curse on many occassions. Spoiler is Batman’s even greater annoyance and on occasion she allows herself to be his daughter. Batman does not get to decide these terms. 

Barbara Gordon is not Bruce Wayne’s daughter. He is her weird uncle who she also considers her mother and her step father who she also sees as her protector on the rare occasion she actually needs it but for the most part hes just the divorced father who shows up at her house sometimes asking for visiting rights. (sometimes she says yes) Batgirl is Batman’s loyal partner and confident and technically his daughter in law but she doesn't like that descriptor, but he is her mentor. Oracle is Batman’s stalker and ass kicker if he doesn't take care of himself. 

Cassandra Cain is Bruce Wayne's daughter through thick and thin and neither of them really get a say. Batgirl is Batman’s daughter and no one dares argue it. Orphan too. And Black Bat.

Damian Wayne is Bruce Wayne’s undisputed son, and Robin is Batman’s undisputed son as well (though heir is another matter.)

Duke Thomas is Bruce Wayne’s legally guarded(bruce is his legal guardian). The Signal doesn't associate with the Batman at all, but some consider him Batman’s mentee, and many would even argue Batman is very serious in his mentor/father figure role, seen on many occasions forcing a granola bar or hug onto the younger

All in all, every single child, adopted or not, it is very clear to every outsider, that they forced themselves into Bruce Wayne and Batman’s life and routine and while both males are vastly different, they clearly share the utter confusion about being parents, and whether they even are or not, because they don't get a say.

[r4tfromm3rcury]

how i imagine fnaf 3 went

[zrllosyn-art]

Pocket hoshinyas! From this morning but colored in a lil bit (th idea is mainly from th kn8 discord, thank u all for fueling this lmao)

[ruporas]

i’ll find you again in every universe. let us be a little more honest, let us have a little more time.

[lazycranberrydoodles]

i do not remember the plot of scum villain because i read it in 2020 and it feels like a fever dream now so my characterization is entirely based off of the fanon on my dash.

hualian are my favorite but i do feel that bingqiu deserve the win. tgcf is VERY yuri, but svsss has gender as a main theme and both characters keep getting compared to maidens. overall there are more explicit references to women regarding bingqiu.

[skeletonlover69]

sincerity