The Batman 2022 - Tumblr Posts
riddle me deez
The riddler and smiling friends in rhe same post i’ll have a meltdown /j
smiling friends ft that little evil man from the batman…
UHHHHHHHHH BACK ON MY SHIT <3
(DO NOT STEAL)
I really can't stop thinking about Paul Dano in this picture. I just I want him so bad, I can't be the only one. This is the only picture I think about day and night. ALSO JUST... Paul Dano with black hair is so special to me. I need him so bad.
not my pic duh!
paul dano’s riddler is probably the best one fucking ever. he had me gripping my chair hunched over waiting to see what would happened next. he freaked me the fuck out at times. and at times that silly little voice made me laugh. but he played him so fucking well he did an incredible job. i’m truly obsessed and i cant wait to see it again with my friend.
Fuck yes, I want to see that
need dick grayson in the battinson sequel, not only because we deserve a proper batman & robin movie, but also so that we can get a scene of bruce showing up to the courthouse shivering like a wet shih tzu to prove that he can be a capable guardian
YOU’RE SO PROTECTIVE
battinson x fem! reader cw: bruce and y/ns whole dynamic tbh
“why don’t you join me?” oswald motioned for you to join him in his car but you politely declined. “my place is only a block away.” you smiled and he kissed your forehead and got into his car. “call me when you get home.” oswald’s henchmen shut his car door and drove off. “y/n.” you felt someone tap you on the shoulder and you turned around to see bruce wayne standing behind you. “god you scared me, this cannot be our thing. what are you following me?” bruce shook his head. “no i was at the club.”
“why? that’s not your scene.” you questioned. “you shouldn’t be around oswald- your family has history with him.” he cleared his throat and you scoffed. “i know he tried to kill my father… he’s one of many.” you let out a breathy laugh. “then why are you hanging around him?” bruce got closer to you. “i wanted some information from him.” you glanced at bruce’s pale pink lips. “cmon y/n you know guys like that-“ you felt like bruce was staring into the depths of your soul.“GUYS LIKE WHAT?.” you yelled cutting him off. “guys like the penguin he’ll only use and take advantage of you.” he caressed your cheek.
“who do you think you are” you tried to walk away but bruce grabbed your wrist. “i just want to keep you safe.” bruce was frustrated. why couldn’t you just get that bruce just wants to help you. “you're so kind, you're so protective, you're like my daddy… is that what you want me to say?” you softened your voice and twirled your hair. “no. i just want to keep you fucking safe.” he yelled and you froze you felt your eyes fill with tears. “i- i know im sorry.” bruce hugged you tightly. “shh shh.” he kissed the top of your head. “do you want to go back to mine?” he whispered to you and you nod. “yes.”
lightly inspired by that scene from “YOU” season two
Robert Pattinson Masterlist
BRUCE WAYNE/BATMAN
Always been you (angst/soft!batman)
Undercover (jealous!batman/sexual tension - sequel to Always been you)
Stay (fluff/slight angst/post smut - sequel to Undercover)
Dawn (super fluff/a tinge of angst)
I can’t lose you (super angsty)
Danger Zone (angst/smidge of fluff/protective!Batman)
Stand by you (SA Trigger Warning/angst/fluff)
it’s been a long, long time (fluff)
Scars (softness/implied smut)
the assistant and the wife (angst/softness)
by your side (slight angst/fluff)
The gift for my partner, she let me choose our costume last year and now Riddlebat is our reference to talking about worship and love
Its been a while since i saw the batman (2022) but i imagine bruce visiting the asylum to talk w the riddler nd be like "hey how did u know i was batman" and the riddler would b like "tumblr told me <3" just to explain how all the people on batman tumblr knows his identity bc this 1 user made a theory about it and every1 was like "wait no u have a point" but noone says it other places bc its 'their little brucebat secret uwu' and bruce is like "...bffr" but its abseloutely 100% true.
THE BATMAN
2022, dir. Matt Reeves
❛ leave me alone. ❜ w/ bats?
; PROMISED HAVEN — THE BATMAN / READER
summary: you move into selena kyle's old apartment. bruce has taken to watching you.
pairing: batman x f!reader, set five months after the events of the batman (2022)
rating: t+ for canon typical violence
a/n: wow, me writing the beginning what will probably be a series of drabbles? amazing, iconic, unique, awesome, etc, etc. anyways, have a little morsel >:)
Gotham City will eat you alive.
Limb from limb, ashes to ashes.
It will pick your bones with a gnashing bite, true to the force of its reality — and while you lay there, gasping and writhing and lost, the grit will wear you down, seep into the cracks.
You think, on the third month, you can shake it... That indomitable itch to run from the slightest shadow that breathes too deep. In the dark, things come alive in Gotham.
You move into a second floor apartment in Old Gotham come winter. It's a little place that has neighbors who stare through peepholes and whisper the names of girls who are dead or missing or both. There are cats who howl at your fire escape like the heralds of a new dawn. There is a pervasive feeling of being watched.
Tonight is no different.
You agreed to take the late shift.
Pauli's Diner is a staple of Old Gotham — the sort that has become as immovable as Wayne Tower. A doting fixture along the scarred and brutal map of the city. Glittering in neon, the diner stands for more than a twenty-four hour spot for the best fries in the city. It stands for neutrality. No violence.
In Pauli's, you're family.
Sometimes, your uniform can promise safety. The pale jade shirt and skirt combination has shielded you from two muggings in the last month alone.
Other nights, like tonight, there's no such thing as promise.
The shadows inhale, and they exhale, and as you wait on the Steeple Street platform you see that very promise slip away. The subway rattles in, and faces flicker into focus. A murder of men. The lights above swing, blink, and the dark around you becomes more and more alive.
They step off the train, and you grip your keys tightly.
You've learned that placidity is a survival instinct in moment's like this. But, a flinch is earned when they leer, jeer, and the games begin.
Surviving, you think, was something Gotham has taught you well in the last few months. Cover your head, don't look at their faces too closely, and remember to only pick fights you can finish. Politeness will kill you just as quickly as boldness. Find the middle. Survive.
Someone yanks your bag from your arm, and you're swung roughly to the ground. You palms his the cold concrete and your knees sting. Day old snow bites at your skin.
Get up.
If you're quick about it, you could run.
You ignore the hair creeping into your peripherals, ignore the disheveled heave of your chest as you snap your eyes around the scene.
The faces of five men on a haunt surround you like the hours on a clock — and you realize that there's a sound. Like the ticking of seconds. One, two, three, four, five.
Boots on pavement.
...It's quiet.
Their voices have faded. The rummaging through your tote bag has stopped.
It strikes you suddenly, as you stare beyond the men into the living dark, that you've never seen The Batman.
You've heard the stories chattered over hot cups of coffee, clutched in the hands of jabbering GCPD boys. You've heard the eclectic tales of his uncanny ability to see what even their best detectives can't. You've heard whispers of praise, promised threats, and footage of last year's incident with The Riddler.
The Bat steps into the light, you realize you were right.
The shadows are alive in Gotham.
It's he who lives within them; towering and broad, intimidation dripping in kevlar.
...Bruce doesn't know why he's here.
If he's being honest with himself — something he tries not to make a habit — then he knows it's because he's been watching you for the last three months. After all, you'd moved into Selena's old apartment only a handful of weeks after she fled for Blüdhaven.
It stung.
He's spent too many nights up on the opposite fire-escape, watching, waiting. He isn't sure for what. Maybe for Selena to return, maybe for Falcone's remaining boys to come knocking. Either way, he supposes you've grown on him.
You don't see Gotham the way he does.
Or, at the start you didn't.
Your unwavering smile had become tired in recent weeks. Your hope in a new start was beginning to dwindle. The city was getting to you.
A late shift was out of character for you.
"C'mon, man, we're just helpin' her get to the train..."
One of them reaches to touch you, to placate the approaching vigilante — and you snap fast like a viper.
"Leave me alone."
It's tipped with venom.
Bruce's eyes flick about. The Bat narrows his eyes. Beneath his gloves, a tense fist cracks his knuckles awake.
You're not prepared for a fist to connect with your cheek in retaliation to your words. You're not prepared to lose your footing, to slip in the snow, and for your temple to hit the concrete hard as you try to brace yourself.
You tell yourself to get up, get up. Roll over and push up.
But, the shadows are breathing again — and it's getting darker, and you try to open your eyes to see him.
He's Gotham.
He'll eat them alive, swallow them whole with violence so resounding.
But, the shadows are here now, beckoning you with warm hands.
So, you lay there, gasping and writhing and lost as your blood seeps into the cracks.
It's quiet for a long time.
When you come to, you're home.
Home.
Quiet.
Home?
Light.
No shadows.
The door is locked.
You sit up straight on the couch.
The room tilts, and you wince.
Home?
Yes.
Yes, there is a cat meowing. The grey one, out on the fire escape — it's morning. He's expecting you to put the food out. You usually do.
You reach, touch your hairline, and furrow your brow when you realize there's gauze there.
Your socks land on the carpet. You stare at the kitchen.
Home.
That's when you see the note on the fridge.
NO MORE NIGHT SHIFTS.
Me and Cat women have one thing in common and it’s liking men who project themselves as confident dark mysterious but are really socially anxious emo rats who constantly want to fall through the floor to avoid conversation
A Wild Battinson (Social Media AU)
Part 45 (Masterlist)
(Part 46)
@bruciemilf it’s been months bestie but it’s tradition
If you follow me on my main, you know I haven’t actually been gone. I’ve just been on a few side quests. I’m also being fought over by two companies rn so that’s fun (and completely stressful, please I’m just a 22yo teenage girl) but we’re BACK for a limited time! Idk I’ve got like at least five parts in my drafts so let’s see what happens.
TOODLES
rewatched the batman in cinemas on monday and it reminded me of how much i loved this film, so here’s some older works i still like!
💀💀💀
Riddler: Idk if I want to be Batman or I want to be with Batman
Joker: I want to fuck Batman