Lend me a bit of your super invulnerability, Jon.

Sometimes I still hear his voice from up here…

I remember a few minutes ago when Damian was this small. 🤏

😐

[‘Father…’]

[Not ready to say this out loud to the Batman…]

Next thing we know, Batman knows how to play guitar and sing MCR.

WHAAAAAAAAAT?! OH, COME ON—

@ Mr. Batman pls confirm.

/ CUEIFJFRKRKFMFKRR

[It reads ‘Tim’ and ‘pregnancy cycle?’ in two separate lines.]

M-MY NOTEBOOK?!

I. SAID. NO— [RIIIIIIIIIIIIIIP!]

I hope you send all 373883992933 links.

THIS. IS. MINE—

INVASION OF PRIVAC— [Pulls his notebook away with a high-pitched yELL.]

IS THIS WHAT TIM MEANT WHEN HE SAID HE WAS SMELLING SOMETHING IN THE AIR—?!

[Covering his notebook quickly.] DON’T LOOK—

ARE YOU GONNA TAKE AWAY MY PEN AND PAPER, TOO? HUH, TIM?

BORK BORK.

Don’t give him the idea to post with our SAMSUNG RH64DG53R3B1EF Side-by-Side (E, 1780 mm high, black) refrigerat— Shit

W-wait.

I-I need to frame this somehow…

[ DISTANT, LOUD CRASHING SOUNDS ]

[Whispers.] Hey, Tim. Just how many Timcidents have you been having so far…?

What the hell, how’d you know—

Who would’ve thought?!

And?

LIST OUT ALL MY NAMES, WHY DON’T YOU?!

HEH.

I’M NOT LAUGHING, I’M— [LaughCOUGHS.]

Gar: 1 Tim: 14

[LOUD SNORT.]

Me and Tim rn:

I regret it all. Start throwing receipts AWAY.

I’ve been taught (by many, and especially by Tim) long ago to keep receipts, and now look where that’s led us.

Doing what, Tim?

Hey.

WAIT, THEY’RE REAL?! I THOUGHT WE WERE MESSIN’ AROUND—

Now that you mention it…

Stuff just keeps comin’ right out of your mouth, it can’t be helped!

[Shrivels up from being caught.]

I think we can safely file this under Incidents Where Tim Keeps Digging His Own Grave… ✍️

I only know surface-level omegaverse memes, so I can’t completely defend you on this, okay—

JASON’S BLIND?!