An Ezra for your pocket
Nobody wanted any of this
They all come in a box with their own severe traumas and they all kinda hate each other but when you try to separate them they start screaming
going home
My screen in black and white mode when I first saw this. I assumed that Fives had simply been Fives. And then I read the caption and promptly had to turn my color back on for a second
HERE COMES REX WITH THE METAL CHAIR OHHHH
See, the main problem with this is
Batman: Where are your parents?
Bluey: Oh, just over here! See?
Bandit and Batman, meeting and immediately becoming Menaces to Everyone via dad jokes
BAMboozlers
*looks at books* too tired for you *looks at films* too tired for you *looks at art supplies* too tired for you *eyes fall on tumblr* oho ho
You have to rip the "Ezra with a Padawan braid with beads representing each of the ghost crew" head canon out of my cold dead hands
I didn't need my heart anyway
Robin!Jason, who constantly references different books at random times by quoting them and joking about characters, except Bruce doesn't have much time to read everything that Jason goes through. Of course, he understands some nods towards classics, but Jason is an avid reader, so it is hard to keep up with him sometimes. Jason tries to drag him to watch some movie adaptations, but he falls asleep in the very beginning of it.
And then Jason dies.
Bruce goes through all his library obsessively to the point he remembers the page of every little bookmark Jason left, and he knows his little notes on the margins by the heart. He watches movie adaptations, too, even though Jason only ever watched it to hate on them. He finds new books, books he thinks Jason would like if he was alive, and reads them, imagining what kind of analysis would Jason finalise by the end of it; his opinion not always matches with Jason's, but that doesn't matter. Bruce just likes to imagine.
Years pass, and Jason returns to Gotham. Not as a boy Bruce missed so much. Or, at least, he thinks so.
But then Jason does some bitter, irritated reference, comparing them to characters of one of the books he had on his shelf, and Bruce catches himself thinking... well, they still think similarly, but the conclusion they drew had always differed from each other. It is a different situation, of course, but... but maybe he could try to make this work.
Because, if anything, Bruce is tired of imagining. Especially, not when he finally has a chance to get everything back.
On the next day after their fight, someone sends Jason a copy of a new book from his favourite author - the one that he still hadn't read - his old set of colourful bookmarks, and a little note.
Let me know what you think.
Bruce gets the book back in a week, full of frantic notes, a bunch of bookmarks, and a short note explaining what each colour means (a mystery he didn't resolve years ago, after he passed away).
And, oh, God. He completely forgot how fast Jason read sometimes.
Headcannon that due to diligently monitoring the Wayne family’s media image, Alfred is chronically online, and as such, is constantly dropping slang into conversation like-
(Over the coms)
Batman: Alfred, what’s the update on the Arkham situation?
Alfred: *Ahem* Unfortunately sir, it is as they say- ‘we’re cooked’
Collective groans from Tim, Dick, and Jason over the coms
Batman: …Huh?
Jason: *muttering* I knew I should’ve stayed outa this one…
Damian: I don’t understand, what are we cooking?
Alfred: It’s giving ‘failure era’, sir-
Dick: Damn it!
Tim: We really are cooked
Damian: What does that -?
Alfred: It’s lowkey not-
Batman: In English Alfred. Please.
Alfred: *Sigh* My apologies, sir. The Joker has escaped.