Wrong universe, Bruce.

Goodbye, we will be operating without you.

Bruce, YOU'RE fired.

...𝘓𝘪𝘷𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘪𝘯 𝘢 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘭𝘥 𝘰𝘧 𝘶𝘯𝘤𝘦𝘳𝘵𝘢𝘪𝘯 𝘮𝘦𝘢𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘧𝘶𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘦. ≫ #SMTRP #MVRP #RPSky ≪

👑Bruce Thomas Wayne 🦇Secret Identity is Batman (Do not assume you know) 💥Mixture of Nolanverse, DCU, & Comics. I'll do what I want. Don't like my interpretation? Don't interact. 🌈Bruce is pansexual. ✍️Mun is 40+, so MDNI.

// updated my moderation list bsky.app/profile/did:...

// ok omw home and i'll do things soon

// BEAU WHAT IS THAT !

𝘐𝘕 𝘛𝘏𝘌 𝘽𝙍𝙄𝙂𝙃𝙏𝙀𝙎𝙏 𝘿𝘼𝙔 𝘈𝘕𝘋 𝘛𝘏𝘌 𝘽𝙇𝘼𝘾𝙆𝙀𝙎𝙏 𝙉𝙄𝙂𝙃𝙏.

GET HIS ASS, TIM!

Pumpkin what.

// did a thing

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ

You could've had Richard. Now Richard will be busy with the leeches.

You've already had Joe.

Sigh... Enjoy a cup of Joe.

A cup of joe or a cup of Joe.

"Ha!" he playfully flicks Wally's forehead. Wally West is magic with the way he effortlessly makes Dick forget about all the things that annoyed him on the job. He'll never get tired of seeing that face. "I'm good. Keep my side of the bed warm?"

// the day Absolute Roy Harper drops, you will not be hearing from me anymore

They take the steps like a well practiced dance. Dick smiles to himself at the thought, squeezing Wally in his arms before he lets go. "Sure you do. I might take a while though, I feel extra gross tonight. Call Roy if you get too bored waiting?"

Dick pressed another kiss, as if in apology. "I'm going to shower and I'll let you go to sleep," he promised. "I ate before I got here, so there's no need. Aaaand... you do realize lending me something to wear means you won't get it back for a while, right?"

Man, I was so optimistic back then.

Like an affectionate cat. Dick held back from pinching his cheek and wrapped his arms around the speedster. "Just wrapped up a case," he hummed, pressing his lips to the crown of Wally's head, "I'm staying if you'll let me."

I'm going to deck that old man.

// Beau wtaf GO TO BED?

"Hi," he grins, stepping inside and wiping the invisible dust off his shoulder. "Where's the surprise in calls?" His grin turns wider once he sees Wally better, gloved hand reached for his cheek, "I didn't bring my phone anyway."

TELL HIM, ALFREEDDDDD.

Or so he thinks... A certain acrobat is in the process of lockpicking his window...

You can try, but he'll get you no matter what form he takes.

Get him again, Cyberpunk Swordsman.

I'm today years old when I found out that Ghost-Maker is shorter than Deathstroke.

// holds the tiny guy in my palms

BFF bracelets and it's just handcuffs.

// I'M UPPPP realsies

Oh my GOD.

Me when my partners are highly competent.

quill decided i wanted to tackle some kinda inktober thing but also can't commit to the idea of 30 days of prompts so i found a really neat one that even provides colour palettes, anyway here's the first! :D www.instagram.com/p/DOEzGSuEc4B/

Dear father of mine, can you stop fighting my boyfriends, maybe.

You swear to WHO.

In a FIGHT?

I can feel it on my back, y'know?

There's nothing I would love more than to see you do that, Wallaby.