#we all love robin

[helga-heason]

Letter #3

Dear Selina,

I hope this finds you well. It’s been a long few weeks here, and I can only hope it hasn’t been as taxing for you. Did you hear that Bruce Wayne got his ‘balls busted’ - I think that’s what the kid on the street said - by Bella Réal? Apparently he has to give part of his inheritance to the people of the city. Not such a bad idea, really. He certainly has the money for it. Perhaps with a new renewal scheme, that is actually maintained, we won’t have another Riddler on our hands. I’m glad he’s finally doing something to help Gotham. It’s taken him long enough. Haha, yeah, Bruce Wayne sucks, ri- right, fellas?

I went to the Iceberg Lounge the other day. I’m not sure why - maybe out of nostalgia. Place hasn’t changed a bit. Oz is as annoying as ever. Still running Drops. You couldn’t get a drink out of that man even if you were literally on fire. I can’t actually arrest him for doing Drops, because I don’t have much evidence and Gotham PD are very big on evidence at the moment - something to do with cataloguing and ensuring they don’t miss anything so we don’t get flooded again - but he’s definitely still doing them. I’ve seen them in 44-. I suppose I’ll have to keep an eye on them. I keep hoping I’ll see you there. All I ever see is Oz and his goddamned Drops, but lately the hope of seeing you has been driving me up the walls.

Did I tell you I’ve got a cat? Her name is Robin. I get a few strange looks when I tell Gotham PD her name. Apparently most cat owners name theirs something like ‘Mittens’ or something equally absurd. ‘Robin’ just seems to fit her - and, regardless, what’s wrong with naming her after the thing she loves most? … It’s birds, if you’re wondering. She has a thing for birds. And feathers. And scaring me at 3am by meowing like she’s just… I don’t know. She’s a strange cat. Or are all cats like this? I wouldn’t know, I’ve never had one before.

I’ve been told by Gordon to try and make a few alliances with some of the rogues wandering the city. I told him I’d think about it. I may have lied. He told me that around a week and a half ago, and I haven’t given it any thought, primarily because I don’t really want to work with any of the Gotham rogues. I don’t know why. It just doesn’t feel right. Maybe in a few years I’ll consider it, but for now I fly solo, even on bruised and slightly scarred wings.

There’s a very nice view of the city from the Batsignal. I’ve never really noticed it before. Because the other times I’ve been out here, it’s been for a brief meeting with Gordon or I’ve been staring into your eyes. From where I’ve been gazing at Gotham every morning, you’d never know it’s bleeding out. The Riddler has certainly left his scars; marks upon every building where the flood has stained, fear in every citizen that it may repeat itself and their livelihoods may be destroyed once more. From this viewpoint, you’d never see the pain that this city is in. I see now what you did when you left - but I must reiterate that I have to try. Robin joins me by the Batsignal sometimes. Alfred calls us the ‘dynamic duo’ - Batman and Robin.

Alright, I think I’ll leave it here for this one. I should really try and work on the art of concision. I’ll see if Robin knows how to proofread. Maybe I can get Oz to read it if I change the names. I’ll figure something out. Until then, we’ll have to make do with the long letters, I’m afraid.

Yours, always, the Bat(man) - and Robin the cat.

[sourkreem]

birthday hangout!! they went to jasons favourite shitty diner afterwards :)

not him eating a very sugary burger fondant cake

[chialattea]

It’s them….. the girls…

[turtleblogatlast]

I will never be over Leo’s 4D chess play in “Many Unhappy Returns”. Like, just in general it is a spectacle to see this character who we’ve seen goofing around time and time again, who’s only sometimes decided to take things seriously, only to show him making a maneuver like that.

And here’s what gets me the most about his plan against Big Mama: he comes up with it on the spot. The second he sees that Big Mama has the solution they need, he’s already in game mode.

It is so satisfying watching the episode back when you realize his plan, because he literally sets the stage entirely for a decisive victory. He sees that the champion is a kraken, and comes up with both the solution to defeating it and a reasonable excuse to get that solution into the battle with them on the fly:

“Like your champ aaand those six guys. In fact, we don’t want this over too quickly. You should armor up those rookies. The whole shebang. Especially with these pointy helmets.”

And this is why giving him teleportation powers is perfect, too. He analyzes the battlefield and makes use of all the assets, moving pieces around to guarantee a win. It is honestly so impressive to witness and one of my favorite parts of his character.

[livwritesstuff]

Middle-aged Steve, Eddie, Robin, and Nancy definitely have a group chat once Apple introduces it. They actually love it because it makes it way easier to stay in touch while Robin and Nancy travel.

Steve and Eddie's three daughters are usually the main topic of conversation.

As is the case one morning in October 2013:

Steve: Which one of you got my children to call froot loops gay cheerios

His text is accompanied by a video taken in their kitchen that starts with Steve, behind the camera, asking, “Wait - what did you guys want for breakfast?”. Robbie and Hazel giggle from their seats at the counter as they respond, “Gay cheerios, please,“ and “yeah, gay cheerios.”

Steve's long sigh is cut off when the video ends.

Nancy: Not me.

Steve: I know

Eddie: definitely not me

Eddie: Apple Jacks are way gayer than froot loops

Robin: ???

Robin: in what world are Apple Jacks gayer than Froot Loops?

Steve: Okay so it was Robin

Steve: Great work team

[silverwhittlingknife]

poem: "accident report in the tall, tall weeds" by ada limón

[ultimate-marysue]

Dick: I can't stand Bruce. He's always making decisions for you. He thinks he knows better and "It's what's best for you, Dick". Maybe I don't want what's best, maybe I want to make my own informed decisions. Like, can't he just trust I'll know what to do if he gives me the info?

Duke:... isn't that what you do constantly, all the time, unapologetically???

Dick: that's different because I'm actually right.

[sotiredmostnights]

i know everyone likes to put tharja in the "yandere goth girl" category but tbh i feel like pigeonholing her into one specific archetype does a huge disservice to her character. is she obsessed with curses and robin? yes. is she constantly shoved into a fanservice role by intsys? absolutely.

but i think a lot of people forget just how impactful a lot of her supports are...there's something about tharja that makes nearly everyone who interacts with her divulge their deepest secrets and points of anxiety with her. we see this with libra, who tells her of the abandonment he endured at the hands of his parents. we see it with nowi, whose cheerful demeanor slips off as she tells tharja of her missing parents. and although tharja is not the only one lon'qu confides in regarding ke'ri, their support is notably the only one in which lon'qu divulges that there was romantic involvement between he and his childhood friend.

and despite her antisocial exterior, she always listens mindfully and offers to help! she even goes out of her way to discreetly help the shepherds (getting virion to do odd jobs that benefit civilians, interrogating henry to make sure he bears no ill will towards ylisse, etc).

a big thing about tharja is that she IS kind. she IS considerate. she just also has a reputation to uphold as a dark mage and that (paired with her overall awkwardness ofc) makes her true nature hard to see at first glance

[dreamofbecoming]

listen i know we all love steve “completely ignorant of queer culture to the point that bisexuality is a surprise” harrington being roasted and educated in turns by robin and eddie, yadda yadda, good stuff. i read “they made a horror version of rocky?” in a fic recently and cackled. also a big fan of “he knew he was bi from the start and just never talked about it” as a trope, love it excellent well done

but what about steve who realizes after starcourt that the most important person in his life now has this thing that’s a major part of her life that he knows nothing about, and what if he fucks it up? what if he says something ignorant or rude by accident, and hurts her? what if he loses her because he didn’t know the right thing to say? what if he can’t keep her safe because he doesn’t know what to look out for? absolutely fucking not, this steve says

and listen she’d never say anything, because she can tell that he can tell how much she likes teasing him and teaching him things, so he plays dumb, and she thinks it’s very sweet. but she notices when the zines she keeps under her bed that she buys at that one secret bookshop in indy when she can sneak away on family trips start going missing, always one at a time, and replaced in a few days with another disappearing. and she finds the new ones he must have gone to buy the weekend she was at her aunt’s house hidden in the back of his closet when she goes to steal one of his sweaters. and she notices when he slips more of her queerer movie recommendations into his personal take home pile rather than the movie night stack when he thinks she’s not looking.

she doesn’t notice when he drives to indianapolis after she tries to explain to him why she can’t just ask out a cute girl, tries to impress on him the fear attached to every moment of attraction that he simply has never had to feel, but later she finds a crumpled receipt from a diner in one of his jacket pockets when she’s looking for his keys, and the address is across the street from the bar the gorgeous woman at the bookstore told her about, the one she memorized the address of but hasn’t worked up the guts to think about visiting, and she knows he must have gone looking for a place like that, must have been trying to understand, must have been scoping it out to make sure it was somewhere she could feel safe, after she told him she never had.

so when eddie nearly pops a blood vessel when they clock each other and she mentions that steve is the only person she’s ever come out to before, her hackles come up. because she gets it, she does, he’s only known king steve until recently, so it makes sense that he would be afraid, be concerned for her safety.

but steve is her person, and no one- no one- has ever made her feel as protected or as cared for as he does. no one has ever tried as hard to understand her, no one has ever put so much work into making her feel safe and seen and loved. and she thinks maybe even if no one else ever does, that’s ok. because she has steve, and more importantly steve has her, and that means no one gets to question his ally credentials in her presence without a dressing down to remember, no matter how well they mean or how recently they helped save the world.

(and maybe she’s not as surprised as she could be when he figures out bisexuality all on his own, because she’s been reading all the same pamphlets he has, after all. and she’s seen the way he looks at eddie, i mean come on. maybe no one else has noticed, but then, nobody knows steve harrington like she does.)

[the-purple-possum]

You know something?

I want to headcanon that Bruce has spent so much time around Alfred that he accidentally uses British insults and terminology.

For instance, he's at a gala, hes having a conversation, and the person says something so infuriating that he calls them a Pillock, and since its America, everyone just stops and looks very confused.

Dick finds this hillarious, until he starts doing it too. He'll accidentally ask someone for a 'rubber' and everyone looks horrorfied.

Tim has learnt from Dick's mistakes, he phases out the English terms, except every now and then he says a word with a very posh English accent. Mostly words he's heard Alfred say a lot, such as 'dinner', and he has to stop and resound that word until it sounds right.

Jason on the other hand, he comes back to Dick slipping all over the place, he finds it hillarious, especially as he tried to fight Nightwing, and out of nowhere he hears the word 'twat'. He can't take it seriously. He doesn't even know where Dick heard it, especially as Alfred never swears.

[dollya-robinprotector]

Sooo... uh, yeah, I drew it... silly gamer boy during silly sexy time. It reminds me of playing Undertale with my friends lol

Of course Full on my Twitter

[shihoerusu]

Family

[whereistim]

So uhhh, who’s birthday is next? So I can mark it in my calendar

[introspectivememories]

sorry but do you ever think about the fact that the bernard we have today is a direct amalgamation of everything that happened in his past and i know that sound like such an obvious statement to say but it actually kills me to know that you can draw a direct line from who he is today all the way back to that sixteen year old boy who watched his best friend bleed out. like it is the defining moment in his life. it fundamentally shaped who he is and the person he's become. he is the bernard we know and love not despite the grieves shooting but because of it. because the gangs all got together and shot up his school. because tim walked out of that room with nothing but a baseball bat. because his darla got shot. because he watched her gasp and cry as she died. because he watched the blood coagulate around the wound. because he sat there and held her hand as her life drained out of her. because he walked into school that day with a joke he knew would make her laugh and her nose would scrunch up and she'd snort a little and tim would roll his eyes at him and call him ridiculous and instead he walked out with a bloody white shirt, blood under his fingernails, and two friends less. because, even now, almost half a decade out from the shooting, he thinks that if he closes his eyes, he will always be that stupid, scared little sixteen year old, holding the cooling body of dead best friend.

[alexandriaellisart]

oh boy

[agentof-chaos]

One of my favorite things about Timber as a ship is how refreshing it is to see a civilian/vigilante ship where the civilian is completely fine with their partner being a vigilante and is super chill about it upon finding out

I especially love how everyone just collectively agreed that Bernard would understand Tim's reasoning for keeping it a secret at first. Usually with this trope the civilian ends up getting upset because their partner's keeping secrets from them, but that's not the case with Timber. Bernard figures it out, accepts it, and doesn't say anything because he wants Tim to tell him himself and he understands why Tim wouldn't have told him

And even before it was canon that Bernard figured out on his own that Tim was Robin, pretty much every identity reveal fic either went that route where Bernard figures it out himself (and had it so Bernard either doesn't say anything about it like in canon or, if Bernard does confront Tim with it he does so in a way where he makes it clear that he's okay with it) or it has Tim reveal to Bernard that he's Robin and Bernard immediately accepts it.