#gothamdad

          he’s reaching. the WORLD’S GREATEST DETECTIVE is reaching, and cass is just here to eat her candy bar and watch the show unfold. one of bruce’s children made the conscious choice to fill the batmobile with  g l i t t e r. it may have been cass, it may have been any of her brothers, it may even have been ALL OF THEM combined ! but there’s no way cass is gonna break. 

“You keep sending them to this hell hole! Have you worked in this place? Because I do. They aren’t getting help here! If you really cared you would actually get them help instead of beating the shit out of them and throwing them in here where the only thing they are met with is cruelty and at best indifference.”

@gothamdad​ | birthday starter

          Nothing like patrolling alone in Gotham, Robin-ing in his own Robinesque way. Nothing like waiting for the gunmen to reload before he could spring into action. At least it was something he expected than sprinting into some superpowered freak at midnight. Tim was tired of explaining all his bruises to his dad, if he asked at all that is.... Yikes!-- He was so lost in thought, he was late to notice how eerily quiet his surroundings became. He peered over the corner, into the darkness. 

           WEIRD.... the darkness had a pair of eyes----!!!!

           Tim let out a yelp that echoed off the walls, as he jumped away, nearly tripping over himself. Tim gulped, as he placed his hands on his knees, suddenly feeling faint. He panted for a few seconds, before letting out a frustrated grunt.

FUCK

     WELL, HE SURE WON’T PRETEND HE’S NOT POSITIVELY DELIGHTED BY THAT--- and midnighter also isn’t going to tell bruce that his children call him the the BDSM BATMAN. there’s no satisfaction to be had, making him privy to THAT tidbit of information.