I Love It When Villains Hugely Underestimate The Kid Hero During Their First Battle And Get Destroyed

If you have the stamina for that I think it should count

Wait, HOW many kids?

Headcanon that certain members of the League - especially the Lanterns, who are away from Earth for significant quantities of time and can easily lose track of time - actually have no idea how many Robins there have been. Hal will come home from a long sojourn and greet a Robin with “hey Dick” only to be met with:

“I’m Tim. Dick hasn’t been Robin for three years now.”

None of the Green Lanterns can actually keep up with how many children Bruce has. During “We Are Robin,” Guy and Kyle frequently asked Bruce how many of those were his.

He refused to answer, simply because he enjoyed watching them squirm.

Not where you grew up. Not where you’ll be living soon. Where you’re living right now.

Funny thing about growing up is you start to realize the current vibe of the place that you live is like a vestige of the vibe it had before you were born. We're on our way to a new vibe now and I was born in between. My dear hometown, pick one and stick with it.

i love you im glad you exist im so happy you’re alive

Everyone hating one person is literally not how it works. Yell 'I'm being goob' in your head come on

sometimes when I’m being especially self deprecating and convinced no one likes me I have to tell myself “you’re being goob. you are being goob right now”

just remembered shows used to have 20-25 eps per season

Praying for you

Hey.

My mom's really depressed. We found out today that our house does not qualify for insurance unless we jump through like 500 more hoops and pay thousands of dollars for a bunch of tree removal, and we're losing our insurance in March, so my mom's officially finally at the point of "Okay, we need to leave California."

We have hardly any money, we don't know if our house will sell if we put it up, and my mom and I sat in the living room just now at 4 in the morning to cry together about how we both think that we might lose everything we've worked for in this house. A nest egg, a promise of a future for our family, some form of hope.

And now we're barely scraping by.

My fundraiser to get out of California didn't make enough. Even with a few behind the scenes donations that were absolutely major, we still couldn't get out of here. We're on our last hope and prayer.

So, why'm I making this post?

Because I'd like you, if you can find it in your heart, and if you're a religious type, to pray for my mom and my family. We've spent years now trying to get out of California and we're right in the middle of putting in new floors which my mom is doing almost entirely by herself at age 74, and we've still got so much stuff packed into this house that we're gonna need to just pack up our car and go throw a ton of it in the junkyard just to get it out of our house.

We need help. Of course we need financial aid of some kind, my mom's retirement can only afford so much when our electric bill is $875 (California!), but this post isn't about that.

This post is about my mom needing a miracle, and I don't know how to give her one. I'm nowhere near having my game finished so I can't make money on video game sales.

So all I have is just this little bit of faith that maybe this post will find enough people who can pray for us that God will hear and will send my mom that miracle that makes her happy again.

Thank you for reading. Please reblog if you can't do anything else. Blaze the post. Something. I don't know.

My mom's been through so much pain in her life that I can't just let her be sad like this. I can't watch the state of California take not just her money but even her happiness from her and leave her stranded and alone.

Thank you again.

I love you.