Look at those pants. When Matches isn’t wearing the Batsuit underneath his polyester, you can totally see his buttcrack.
And I’d really like to know what Jason is thinking in this scene, because he’s obviously fascinated by what’s going on.
Look at those pants. When Matches isn’t wearing the Batsuit underneath his polyester, you can totally see his buttcrack.
And I’d really like to know what Jason is thinking in this scene, because he’s obviously fascinated by what’s going on.
Bruce giving Jason tips on how to handle Wonder Woman.
Jason’s face will never not amuse me
This portrait is not creepy at all.
Batman: A Death In The Family
To this day, I still find this story to be one of the most heartbreaking ones I’ve ever read.
Work was all that mattered to him. His anger and loss consumed him to the point where human contact was nearly impossible. I say loss because his life hadn’t always been like this. He hadn’t always been alone. Once he had been a different man. He had shared his passion for work with a partner. He and his partner, they made a good team. He was a younger man, then. Life still seemed like it was full of hope. Hope for the future. Hope for change…Anything seemed possible. Things that would appear ridiculous to him now were just roads yet to be explored and conquered. But that was then and this is now. His partner was lone gone…Dead and buried for years, just like his youthful optimism. That younger man had been replaced by something harder and darker. Something unforgiving and unmerciful.
“…I wanted to make sure…You’re all right…”
The waver in Bruce’s voice here is something I hadn’t noticed the first time I read Infinite Crisis, especially since I read it before Under the Red Hood. Without the pause, the statement would just be a casual checkup, but with that hesitation there you can just hear Bruce’s relief and fear. And emotional constipation.
(Batman #649 & Infinite Crisis #4)
Jason Todd.