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it'll last forever
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every batjokes interaction, ever.
#batman#the joker#batjokes#bepouverse#animation#animatic#bepoucorp#fanart#i cant stop animating them lately#shit post#suggestive#kinda ?#art#link leads to a yt version#nothin new or whateva LOL#bruce wayne
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I leave the batfandom for A WEEK then come back and find out that not only jason todd is dead AGAIN but *checks notes* he died an EMBARRASSING death??? and *checks notes* HE'S ALIVE???
#JasonTodd#Jason todd#this feels like watching riverdale. I'm having a PTSD rn#this guy's dad lore will go INSANE#Dc is the netflix of comics atp#jason todd should make a commetary yt channel atp#âbreaking my silence: Bruce wayne is A SLUTâ#he didn't even reach to his 30s and he died TWICE?#he lived the life of a greek mythological person atp#Jason Todd would undeniably understand William afton.#he just gets him#if you're a JASON you're destined to die at least once in a decade#he's the only white who has the rightful permission to say âwhen i was your ageâ#batboys#batbros#batfam shenanigans#batman#dc red hood#jason todd#red hood#batdad#jason peter todd#under the red hood#batman 148
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Robin dick: Bruce, I'm gonna be signing us BOTH up for a class in order for us to learn how to do housework, okay?
Bruce: ?
Dick: I'm going to be signing us BOTH up because we BOTH don't clean up after ourselves
Bruce: *squinting*
Dick: Also we BOTH don't do our laundry, and we BOTH don't go to bed on time
Bruce: ...why do I feel like I'm being targeted?
Dick: Ofcourse not, B! After all, we BOTH don't do the dishes and we BOTH don't take care of our selves.
Bruce: ...I don't like your tone.
Dick: Bruuuuuce! I'm being serious! We BOTH need to learn how to function properly.
Bruce: ...i'm feeling like you're attempting to talk about me but you're not-
Dick: WOAH!! WOAH, B!! ASSUMPTIONS MAKE A BUTT OUT OF YOU AND ME!
#how to parent someone without parenting them#dick grayson#robin dick grayson#bruce wayne#batman#nightwing#batfamily#batfam incorrect quotes#based on meghan and jack yt vid
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Dick literally one hour after Duke takes him back to his hood to visit
#bonus: Tim Steph and Damian are the other yt kids in the back loosing their mind#dick grayson#duke thomas#batfam incorrect quotes#batfamily#tim drake#stephanie brown#damian wayne#the signal#nightwing
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Guys, if we make Tim South East Asian, we can have all the boy Robins be Brown. Dick's Romani, a large amount of people Hc Jason as Latino, and Damian is Arab. I'm pretty sure the current Tim hc race is half Korean, but like... I can see Tim being half Singaporean, or Indonesian. It would also be really funny because it would make Damian and Tim look really similar and just imagine a random white lady walking up to the both of them and going "Oh! is this your brother?" and Damian going "No! I'm not related to Drake!" and it happens seven times and ends in Damian begrudgingly saying, "Yes, though he is adopted"
#tim drake#dick grayson#jason todd#damian wayne#romani dick grayson#latino jason todd#arab damian wayne#chinese damian wayne#south east asian tim drake#I can not tell you how many times I've told a random yt person that one of my friend is my cousin even though we weren't related#yt people don't understand that not all brown people are related#at a gala all the waynes standing together#random yt lady who can't tell there are different flavors of Brown#âoh! there you are! my friends and I have been waiting on our wine! while you four continue to just stand hereâ#they give each other 'the look' TM#Dick I've been adopted for 20 years Grayson#Jason I came back to life and was a big deal Todd#Tim I'm a 16 yr old CEO and have been running these circles since birth Drake#Damian I'm the blood son Wayne#then Bruce comes over and is like 'ah! so you've met my sons!"
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I feel like some of yall forget that Damian was spoilt to death and treated like a prince, which is where his snarky bratty personality comes from. Remove that and you remove a core of Damian's character. It makes no sense.
#also you can be abused without the 2D villain physical abuse#and recently all the racist writing does is make the al ghuls 2D villains#sad because in the newer writing for talia at least she's shown to be a good parent or at least like; not BAD at best#yaplaint#damian wayne#ras al ghul#talia al ghul#theyre trying to improve her writing but fanon loves to make her evil to lift up the male or yt characters
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I think if the Batfam were to hand Damian the aux cord everybody would think he's gonna play like classical music or heavy metal or something but with no fucking hesitation they are now speeding thru gotham to the Ben 10 theme song.
#hes 10#lil man is like all puffed up about it too#hes like â this may be nostalgic for some of you as old as you areâ#jon showed him HIS banger hits playlist and sent damian on a YT deep dive of mindnumbing kids music and internet meme songs#his playlist is like 1. ben ten theme 2. phantom of the opera violin cover (angst) 3. a podcast on horse care#he plays these back to back#he calls it a no skip playlist#i think damian should be allowed to be silly and only be half self conscious about it#batfam is collectively like??? are we being fucked with? but no#no they are not#DC#Batman#Batfam#Damian wayne#damian al ghul
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Getting on my hands and knees begging people to make more content of them as a ship, like come ONNNN guys they literally would be so interesting together. My hc designs of them for the only other 2 ppl that ship them I think
#jonathan crane#scarecrow#the scarecrow#batman#bruce wayne#wtf is their ship name#scarebat#??????#dc#dc comics#tall john bc why not#sorry I donât know how to draw yt people#or them#fanart
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YouTuber!Stephanie
Stephanie has a youtube channel (she 100% gives it a name like gotham_after_dark or bat_interpreter) where she follows Batman and mocks him, she definitely also makes content on tiktok and instagram
Sheâs recording fights with rogues and him interrogating questioning people and doing voice overs in a goofiest growl she can for batman but she also does voices for everyone else (it gets to the point where penguin puts a hit out and is actively trying to expose the youtubers identity bc steph does this terrible whiny british accent when sheâs imitating penguin)
She starts her channel right after Bruce fires her from Robin and still does it to this day
Bc if sheâs gonna get shit for not being Tim might as well go all the way right?? Sheâs just doing the opposite of what Timâs doing or outright copying him depending on which would annoy them the most
Stephanie records batman dangling some guy off a roof for the 37th time this week while going âYou said the cheese on the nachos at your restaurant was imported directly from Italy but I saw youâŠTHIS CHEESE IS FROM A GROCERY STOREâŠin GOTHAM⊠do you know what batman does to liars??â
Batmanâs chasing the joker? Again? Here comes Stephanie with her fucking camera âJoker baby, you know that fight with Cobblepot meant nothing to meâ âYou know what, Bats? Fight whoever you want!â âWhy are you going to Cobblepotâs lair with a grenade launcher? BabyâŠ?â âWell, if the wellbeing of fucking Oswald is sooo important to you, you fucking cheater âčïž Iâm gonna kill himâ âHUHâ Stephanieâs joker voice is pretty good but she stops when Jason follows her channel after admitting he watches it (however Damian gives zero fucks and edits in his scarily accurate joker impression and will break into Jasonâs apartment at random to do his joker impression)
Stephanieâs Duke impression is just her making puns in a bad robot voice and Duke hates it sm bc sheâs saying shit like âDonât signal for backup bc Iâm already Signal-ing this ass whoopingâ âThe yellow is the Signal for you to runâ âHey hey hey, night time is when you do this stupid shit rn is Signal Timeâ âThe sun is my Signal to be vigilant-yâ âSetting off that alarm shouldâve been enough of a Signal for you stopâ (Dick made tshirts and Duke refuses to talk to him when he wears them)
You legally have to be a level 79 hater to be a vigilante in gotham so most of Stephâs videos esp after Bruce has pissed her off are just her shitting on batman in a terrible growl âDamn, Iâm getting too old for thisâŠmy knees hurt so muchâ âNightwing thinks heâs funny, asking me if I remember the dust bowlâŠmf I remember the fucking big bangâ âIâm so good at this, I donât think anyone knows Iâm a vampireâ âBruce Wayne owns gotham general and canât cure Alzheimerâs?? I hate that asshole, I donât even remember where tf Iâm goingâ âI wanted to be Spider-Man and now Iâm thisâ âOoh, Iâm Batman and I hate fun, happiness, and joyâ âDonât do crime, be like meâŠperpetually bitchless and breaking kneecapsâ âSome people need coffee for a pick me up but I just need to see a purse snatcher piss their pantsâ âI donât actually meld into the shadows, I just have Apple Maps and it takes me the long wayâ
Batmanâs fighting or arguing with black mask?  Stephanie has been waiting for this moment so every video with black mask is just her making fun of black mask to the point where thereâs barely any batman slander âMy real names fucking Roman so I had to go all out with this stupid ass costumeâŠIâm not even a real gothamite, Iâm from metropolisâ âSionisâŠI donât care⊠you blew up thirteen hostagesâ âITS NOT MY FAULT, OKAY?! Did you know youâre supposed to wash masks? Especially if you wear the same one everyday? Bc I fucking didnâtâ ââŠSionisâŠâ âTHERES MOLD ON MY FACE and this mask smells like ASSâ âEveryone knows that, you moronâŠHow do you think I found you? I can smell your stench from damn near two miles awayâŠâ âIâm like scary though right??â âNo, Sionis, you just have poor hygieneâŠand issuesâ âDammit, Iâm like a dollar tree version of two faceâ âNot quite, whatâs lower than that? Dollar tree is too good for youâŠdonât tell joker but Harveyâs way-â
Stephanie has a two hour video of batman grappling across Gotham just shitting on metropolis and sixty seven minutes of it is just Superman slander in a terrible growl
Thereâs short clips of cass suddenly disappearing or appearing out of nowhere before and after dismantling someone with the michael myers theme playing in the background (Cass does dramatic flips and landings every time steph records her)
When Bruce complains about the threat to their identities and compromising ongoing missions/investigations, Stephanie (who is purposely trying to piss him off) just looks him dead in eye and goes âWell, youâre not the boss of me soooâ so Tim gives a presentation and shuts down every single argument Bruce makes just to be contrary bc heâs a fucking asshole
Tim only has a problem with it when Stephanie and Damian start working together bc Damian  does concerningly accurate impressions and Damian keeps making Tim sound like a fucking idiot and itâs worse bc he can mimic his speech patterns (âI canât do this anymore⊠Iâm sad and pasty⊠Call the fifth robin, you knowâŠthe only competent robinâŠâ)Â
Like Damianâs repeating one of Timâs caffeine concoction induced rants about bagels in Timâs voice while Steph is growling at him to focus in her batman impression
When Tim brings his complaints to Bruce about Stephanieâs youtube account, Bruce cites Timâs own argument back to him so Tim takes over editing and recording to be an asshole
#stephanie brown#spoiler dc#bruce wayne#batman#tim drake#damian wayne#duke thomas#jason todd#dick grayson#cassandra cain#dc gotham#dcu#youtuber!stephanie brown#Damian stands at the end of Jasonâs bed at 3am and just does the joker laugh for no fucking reason#Damian is 100% responsible for Jasonâs mental health decline#Steph does an accurate british accent but itâs still whiny bc Alfred gave her the âIâm not mad Iâm just disappointedâ look#Stephanieâs yt channel actually makes it easier to keep their identities secret bc she uses every batman theory in her videos#Stephanie đ€đŸ Damian: psychological warfare on their friends and family#They probably think theyâre just being mildly annoying but in actuality theyâve caused 67 mental breakdowns a week
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theres this 'talk too much' animatic on yt and it looks so much like a jondami animatic?????? AND LITERALLY THE SONG IS PERFECT FOR THEM??? LIKE THE WHOLE GREEN EYES SHIT??? HELLO?????
#jondami#damijon#supersons#damina wayne#jon kent#jon samuel kent#jon x damian#damian x jon#talk too much#animatic#yt#ik the sound of ur heartbeat <3
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all roads lead back to you
chapter one - therapy
The dizzying buzz of the doors being unlocked in cell block D of Marion Juvenile Detention Center. This was Wayneâs routine. Get up at 6 AM. Make your bed. 6:15. Out for breakfast at 6:30. Breakfast. Individual time. Lunch at 12. Therapy - sometimes, it was individual or it was group. Then group activities. Visit time - or individual time if no one came to visit you. Dinner at 6. Individual time. Bed at 8 PM. And this was Wayneâs day, each day, as it had been for the last 6 weeks.Â
Wayne McCullough had a compound fracture in his right arm. He walked around with his arm in a sling, and his head down. And to Wayne? What a horrible thing to do. But being down an arm didnât make him the invincible boy he was used to being. The cast would come off in another 2 to 4 weeks. Then he had physical therapy. And he knew his arm was gonna be really weak once it came out. The rest of the boys were okay - he stayed out of everyoneâs way. He got shoulder checked on occasion, and godamn it hurt. He couldnât do a damn thing about it.Â
Each day was more arduous than the last. Â
Get up at 6 AM. Make your bed. 6:15. Out for breakfast at 6:30. Breakfast. Individual time. Lunch at 12. Therapy. Group activities. Visit time, or individual time. Dinner at 6. Individual time. Bed at 8 PM.Â
Every fucking day.Â
âđč*â°*đșâ
To say Wayne became passive would be a terrible mischaracterization of him, even with his shattered arm. Every other day, he found himself in the infirmary or in trouble for causing problems - inciting a fight, or swinging his fist despite his obvious disability to truly fight the way he knew how. Therapy was a drag as a group - he didnât find any interest in truly listening to anyone. Stories about running away, robbing gas stations for the 98 dollars they had in their register, or beating up on some kid in school because they were scrawny - he didnât understand how people could be such fucking assholes and this is where they were. He wasnât sorry about all the fights he caused, or when he got his ass kicked in his sling. Someone had to show these people what life was about when they crossed Wayneâs path of destruction. He canât say he didnât try being passive, or try âbeing the bigger personâ as his therapist described.Â
âHow are you feeling today, Wayne?âÂ
His eyes are settled, staring at a photo in the office of the juvenile hallâs counselor - Terrence Brown. His counselor had dark skin, and eyes equally as dark, but warm and inviting. His hair was in long, textured locs with a fade running down his temples. He was clean cut - wearing a white polo, and khaki chinos. He had a few tattoos on his face, and some on his arms. In previous sessions, in attempts to make Wayne feel more comfortable, he told Wayne he had gone to prison. He served his time there and learned about psychology, and wanted to become a therapist for youth in the American juvenile justice system. He had been doing this for about five years now, and had a husband and two kids. His demeanor was kind, and he never raised his voice - even when Wayne heard his other fellow cellmates screaming in his office, Terrence never raised his voice. Wayne found it impressive, because he would want to break someoneâs jaw so they could never utter another sound.Â
âFine.â His grey-green eyes peered forward at the man. He looks down at the blue cast on his arm.Â
âI see you have more people signed your cast.â Terrence replies, and his eyes look down. Theyâre not signatures. Theyâre swear words.Â
âNobodyâs signed my cast.âÂ
This is how their conversations went. They were short. Wayne went because he had to. Terrence kept trying because he swore to himself he would make a break in Wayneâs case. Not that he was going anywhere.Â
âDid they tell you when youâd get it off?âÂ
âDunno. Said it would be eh, another 6 weeks. Then I got some other healinâ stage or some shit.â He shrugs, looking down at his arm again. On the forearm portion of the cast, where no one could see it, he wrote Delâs name. The necklace was never not on his person. He wouldnât go anywhere without it. Someone explained to him all the scientific details, about how the fracture had kinda healed, but the external callus - the new bone - was fragile, so it still needed to be protected. Then it needed to remodel, or whatever that means.Â
âYouâre getting close then. Dr. Trapper told me you got into a fight with Christian again. He said you really should be careful about getting into fights. I think youâd be pretty upset if you rebroke it again.â Terrence crosses his legs, and leans back in his seat. He half frowns. âI know how much it means to you that it heals properly.âÂ
Wayne tenses in his seat, sitting up and looks down at his white slip-on shoes. He doesnât answer.Â
âWhat have you been doing during your individual enrichment time?â Terrence wanted to bring up Del. He could tell.
âI been trying to read.â He answers, shrugging. Trying was the keyword. He wasnât interested in reading. He read a little bit of a book that Del had when he rescued her from the hell of the high school she wasnât even enrolled in. It hurt too much, and it didnât hold his attention enough, truthfully, to continue. âSittinâ.âÂ
âJesus said he did some weight training with you the other day.â Terrence acknowledged. Wayne didnât do a lot. He was trying to encourage him. âHow did that go?âÂ
âFine.â It was okay. Jesus was his cellmate neighbor. He was friendly with Wayne. He was put into juvie for joyriding in his momâs boyfriendâs Cadillac. They did do weight training. He didnât find the importance in it enough to really remark it as an activity.Â
âWhat else do you do?âÂ
âNothinâ.âÂ
âAre you participating in group activities?âÂ
Wayne looks up for a minute, before looking back down. Kind of.
âI think this week, theyâre going to have someone come in and teach you guys how to do the paint pouring.âÂ
âWe painted last week.âÂ
âPaint pouring is different. You lay the canvas flat, and you pour paints onto it - and it creates a pattern with the different colors. You hold it up, and the paint slides down and makes the pattern more intricate.â Wayne respected how well spoken Terrence was. He wasnât disrespectful towards him, he was just indifferent to him as he was to everyone else that he had met.Â
âOh.âÂ
âDaniel said you donât talk much in group therapy. Are you still finding it hard to get comfortable?âÂ
âYeah.âÂ
âWhy?âÂ
âI donât wanna fuckinâ talk to those people.âÂ
Terrence admired that Wayne was straightforward, and blunt. He wasnât completely disconnected from his setting. He had seen some of the crafts Wayne did, even though they came out terribly. His painting - opposed to the prompt, which was a snowy forest - was just a moon, and trees. No snow. Some stars. He still tried. He tried pottery. He just ended up making a really chunky bowl, and glazed it black. It was ugly - but he didnât think Wayne ever tried pottery before. Having a broken arm really didnât help either. He didnât fault him for that. But he didnât participate in group therapy. Anytime his coworker, Daniel, tried engaging him, Wayne told them to fuck off.Â
âYou have a panel hearing in another couple of months. What kind of feelings does that spark for you?â He was prodding again.Â
âI dunno.âÂ
âYou donât know how you feel at the possibility of getting your sentence reduced?âÂ
âI donât know that.âÂ
âWhat?âÂ
âIf my sentence is getting reduced. They say Iâm not doing what Iâm supposed to.âÂ
âAnd what are you supposed to be doing?âÂ
Wayne looks at the pictures of Terrenceâs family on the shelves behind him. He looked happy. His kids looked young. His hair was more grown out, and a proper fade in the picture. His husbandâs skin was lighter than his. He thinks that maybe once he said his husband was mixed, because he was talking about celebrating Lunar New Year with his in-laws.Â
âThis shit.âÂ
âWhatâs âthis shitâ entail?âÂ
âFuckinâ therapy. Participatinâ. Beinâ a good person, or whatever.â His thick Massachusetts accent shines when he stresses the word âwhateverâ.Â
âSo, you know what is part of your program plan to be able to work on in order to appeal to the little court panel. Whatâs stopping you from doing that? I know we have this conversation a lot.â By that, he means he has brought it up at some point in the session at least three or four times a week.Â
âI donât fuckinâ wanna do it. Sâstupid.â Wayne leans back in his seat, looking down at the navy blue jumpsuit he was wearing. âBut.âÂ
Oh, Terrence was making progress.Â
âBut?âÂ
âI know I gotta.â For her. He glances at the clock. He had another 35 minutes left. Christ.Â
âWhy?â Terrence is pushing it. Wayne feels his jaw tighten.Â
âFor her.âÂ
Del.Â
The last time he saw her, his head was cloudy as was his vision, and one of her brothers was carrying her out of the smashed golden Trans Am. The echoes ring in his head, and subconsciously called out to her in the adrenaline crash he was experiencing. He peeled himself off of the leather seat and collapsed when he opened the car door. Bobby, Carl and Teddy threw him around as if he were a ragdoll. He reaches up and touches the scar on the side of his nostril where Bobby cut him with a knife. The time that passed while he laid on the hot, to cool asphalt with his arm by his side, and the other arm in front of him, clutching the thin golden chain with three letters in cursive on it.Â
Del. His free hand tightens into a fist.Â
âI know we talked about who her is, but you havenât told me her name. It must be very painful for you to think about what happened. It sounds like she was really special to you.âÂ
âShe is.â Wayneâs tone is curt as he answers. âNot was. Is.âÂ
Terrence purses his lip. He hopes his lack of an answer encourages Wayne to continue, but he doesnât. âWhatâs her name?âÂ
âDel.âÂ
âDel. Is it short for something?âÂ
âIt is. But I donât call her that. Only her dad and brothers.âÂ
Terrence knew what happened, he had a copy of the police report and court disposition at his disposal. He only kept them for reference with his clients. He told Wayne that, and that he didnât know what happened and he wanted to hear it from Wayne, and not people that were involved. Because no one else knew what was going on in his head. Only Wayne. And that it wasnât fair to Wayne to make assumptions about why he was here, or what he was like. This brought little comfort to Wayne, nor did it change his thoughts about therapy.Â
âSo, her name is Del. Do we want to talk about what happened?âÂ
It was a long story. âNo.âÂ
âDo you want to talk about Del?âÂ
Wayne wanted to. It was all he wanted to do. But he couldnât, because it was fueling a fire that was going to be difficult to put out. He was trying to be passive. He tried to listen to Torrence. But it was becoming increasingly obvious to everyone, Torrence included, that Wayne McCullough was a hellfire that could burn forever. He wants to say no. His mouth betrays his thoughts.Â
âOkay. Share as much, or as little as you want, Wayne. This is your hour.âÂ
She was all he could think about. Every time he closed his eyes, he could see her behind them. Her shoulder length brown hair, the way she pushes her bangs to the side of her face and her hair in a ponytail. She was pretty. He thought she was especially pretty with her hair down and when she slept. He thinks about back at the hotel. He had gotten up in the middle of the night to pee, but the moon crept through the curtains and shone on Del. He did eventually go pee, but he was lost in how peaceful and delicate she looked. The gold hoops in her ears, the way her necklace was so important to her. He spits out the brief monologue she recited to him when they first agreed to date.Â
âShe doesnât like flowers. She doesnât want a Valentine on Valentineâs day. She doesnât like that romance shit.âÂ
His eyes sting. Wayne did not have the comfort, or luxury of crying, he thinks. The last time he shed tears was by accident, back at the pizza shop and he ate a handful of chili pepper flakes. He swallows. His spit feels like concrete down his throat. He looks up at the ceiling, away from Torrence. He can see in his peripheral vision that he leans in to listen to him.Â
âSheâs really pretty.âÂ
âI bet she is.â Torrence affirms.Â
âShe likes to read.âÂ
Silence, while Wayne is stuck with his thoughts.Â
âWhat else does she like to do?âÂ
âI dunno.â He didnât know her before the cookies incident, or outside of their road trip together. She liked to read. She went to a strangerâs funeral. She made her dad a drink while he was in the hospital. She was all he had now. âSheâs smart. Sheâs gonna be mayor someday. Sheâs nice.â Torrence wasnât complaining. This was as much as Wayne had talked about anything since being here, and his medication for his pain hadnât been adjusted yet - so he was really, really loopy. He wanted to know her better when he came back. He connected the dots a few weeks ago, that when he was lost in thinking about her face, the glint on her necklace when she wrecked havoc in the gym during the blood drive.Â
The way she looked with the crimson fluid splattered all over her face, soaked in her heather grey shirt while everyone screamed in absolute terror.Â
He wondered if she thought about him as much as he did.Â
âWhat does it look like to you, when you are released from your detention here?âÂ
Wayne wants to shrug, but remains motionless. He actually isnât sure. His dad is gone, has been gone for some time now. So was his house. He didnât really have anything. Nobody came to visit, or wrote to him. The only people who probably really knew where he was, were Sheriff Gellar and Jay. But, they hadnât written. Well. Why would they?Â
âI dunno.âÂ
âCan we talk about that, and tomorrow we can talk about what a plan might look like for you?âÂ
âOkay.â Wayne glances at the clock. 15 minutes left.Â
âSo, Wayne McCullough gets released.â Terrance shifts in his seat, clicking his pen to write. He never wrote notes. So, this must be important. âWho would you call to come get you?âÂ
âNobody.âÂ
âNobody?âÂ
âI dunâ have anyoneâs number.âÂ
Terrence chews on the skin on the inside of his cheek. âI can look into getting you some bus passes, or a Greyhound ticket back home?âÂ
âOkay.âÂ
âDoes that sound like something that might be helpful to you?âÂ
âYeah.â Wayne had never ridden a bus like that before. Or one, at all. He mostly walked, or people had picked him up for rides.Â
âOkay. So you get out, and we have your bus passes back toâŠBrockton, or the closest station there, right?âÂ
âYeah.âÂ
âOkay. Closest station to Brockton. YouâŠtold me your dad passed away, and you burned your house down.â Terrence takes a minute to think to remember, but his voice passes no judgement. âAnd that your mom is still here, around Ocala. Why donât you want to stay with her?âÂ
âI thought we were talking about what me gettinâ released looks like.â Wayneâs face grows stony, sharp. No more feelings stuff.
His counselor takes a minute to adjust himself. âYouâre right. So, you go back to Massachusetts. Who are you going to stay with?âÂ
Wayne thinks. Even though Principal Cole came down with Orlando to come get him, he wouldnât stay with him. Too weird. He didnât know anyone else. And Orlando was like his best friend, kind of. He thinks he remembers Orlando saying something about his grandma having mad dementia, and she doesnât really remember anything. Orlando just pays the bills and gets what he needs to. Wayne could stay there.Â
âOrlando.âÂ
âWhoâs Orlando?âÂ
âMy friend.âÂ
âOkay, thatâs good. Youâd stay with Orlando. Then what? Go back to school?âÂ
âGet Del back.âÂ
âI think she would be very happy to see you, Wayne. Is there anything else?âÂ
âI dunno. Work.âÂ
âNo school? Youâre 17 now, right?â His birthday had passed since he was here. He didnât get to know when Delâs birthday was. He couldnât even celebrate
âYeah.âÂ
âYouâd be a junior this coming school year. Thatâs just in a few weeks now, huh?âÂ
âI donât care about school.âÂ
Tick. Tick. Tick. Tick. Each second passing. Wayneâs eyes trail the minute hand of the clock.Â
âWould you go get your GED once you got settled, maybe?âÂ
âMaybe. Dunno.âÂ
4 minutes left. Wrap up.Â
âWell, I think this is a good start, Wayne. When I see you tomorrow, weâll talk more about the plan, or something else if you donât feel up to it, okay?âÂ
Wayne was a sitting pile of dry, dry wood surrounded by dead grass. He had appeased the endless thoughts in his head by trying to distract himself with fights, weight training or attempting to read or paint. But nothing held his attention. Nothing like her. He was a sitting pile of lumber, and Terrence had poured gasoline all over him, and now had lit a match.Â
âOkay.â And with that, he had tossed the match into the flame of Wayne McCulloughâs fighting spirit. And a fire that burns as bright, and as much as his did, it would be impossible to put it out now.Â
#first time posting my fanfiction#please dont bully me#wayne amazon#wayne yt#wayne mccullough#wayne show#del luccetti
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The Daily Planet casually dropping 5 million to buy an intern's youtube channel makes me wonder if Bruce already bought the Planet.
#my adventures with superman#buying a random yt channel is totally something bruce would do#hahah billionaire brucie wayne buying things that aren't for sale#a yt channel that's been the foremost source on all things superman
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Nigerian!Duke making suya: here guys! :))
Romani!Dick: oooh this is nice Duke!
Arabic!Damian: it is admirable work Thomas
Chinese!Cass: nice :)
Hispanic!Jason: yeah good job your highness
Whiter than white Bruce, Steph, Tim, Barb: WHAT THE FUCK
#dc#batman#bruce wayne#duke thomas#dick grayson#damian wayne#tim drake#stephanie brown#jason todd#barbara gordon#cassandra cain#they got them yts sweatingggg
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uh oh! some losers on tiktok still don't know the change of what happens in damian's origin + the change in talia's character is based on racist and misogynistic tropes!
#it makes me mad but tbf i also sadly fell in that shit too#like it's so horrible that That way was the way i was introduced to talia's character#talia's such a brilliant character#what a shame she was put to waste due to this#anyways as my brain is growing i've realized that u have to look in btwn the lines#adn i can't believe that those mfs did not for once think 'this feels a little racist'#not to be mean but i will assume they r Yt women#it's giving yt woman i can't explain it#dc#dc comics#talia al ghul#damian wayne
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robin "fans" when they leave damian out of fan content for seemingly no reason -
#sorry this isn't that funny but yt keeps recommending this video to me and i think of damian every time lmao#damian wayne#dc#chloe.txt
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