I’m your father, you’re my son.

My job is to love you and protect you. It’s simple it’s supposed to be simple, but somehow it keeps getting harder.
I know we’re never going to throw a baseball in the back of the Manor after a tough day..

but I’d be lying if I said a small part of me wouldn’t enjoy that mundane existence even for just a moment.

If I’m going to be honest with you Damian, I’ll need to be honest with myself.

It’s not just the upbringing that your mother forced on you that made you who you are..
I’m also to blame.

father, I need you

thecrashingschway:

Thinking Luthor just killed Nightwing, Batman holds him at gunpoint.

seinemajestat:

batfamcreys:

Bruce’s method for dealing with his Robins is to grab them by the scruff of their necks and capes, like kittens.

Bonus: Tim’s been on the receiving end enough times that he can now expertly execute it as well -

Scruffed

chifuyu:

Somebody help. I can’t.