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To the tune of “If I Was a Rich Man” from Fiddler on the Roof:

“If I was a Cis Man

Da da de da da da da da dum,”

NO. NO. NO. DO NOT DO THAT YOU WILL GO BLIND.

like if you want to eat the big glowing mushrooms in blackreach reblog if you would slice those bad boys up like a gigantic convex bioluminescent pizza and slam em back with without hesitation without remorse without dipping them in sauce

Me: hey I don’t look half bad today

My brain: you look like Bender from the Breakfast Club

Me:

Me: GENDER ACHIEVED

The Drakes son

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I love Tim Drakes character and story, he’s my favorite robin if you couldn’t tell. He was a normalish kid before he stepped into the vigilante life, him becoming Robin was one of the best things that happened to him, he’s made friends, became familial with the bats, made a new life for himself. But he had also witnessed so much pain with him becoming a vigilante inadvertently killing his parents and him seeing the friends he had made die, leading him to manic. This comic was also inspired by me doing a Tim-robin reread and the fic Heart, Humble by Betty (it is so good, it explores Jacks and Tim’s relationship and is one of my favorite fic).

Bruce truly hates magic with every pump and beat of his heart.

What kinda curse is Slang, anyway?

“This is the best day of my life.”

“You thought you ate that.” Bruce physically feels a full body shiver, charged with nausea and cringe. “This is level 10 cringe. Can’t have shit in Gotham.”

Dick is his earth bound angel, but he laughs like a demon at him, holding onto Jason for support, pledging his eternal loyalty to Zatana and her pettiness.

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“Hey, old bat, hook me up with an adrenaline shot.”

What he wants to say is Jay, do not try and fight with 6 bullets in your stomach.

What comes out instead, through Bruce’s grit teeth and intense, fierce glaring, “Not you trying to go back to your corpse era. See how I only took 2 shots? Very demure. Very mindful.”

Jason passes out from blood loss, but mostly laughter.

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“Chat, is this real?”

Stephanie barely bites back a full belly cackle. “I think he just asked us if we copied.”

“I wish I was Jason, 15.”

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“This is not a slay environment. Killing is flop behavior.” He keeps his eyes shut and buries his face in his hands. Trying to convince Damian not to stab someone doesn’t seem to work.

Damian gives him a pat like he’s a pitiful cat. “I’ll only stab the non lethal areas.”

“God, I wish that were me.”

DC’s Beach Blanket Bad Guys Summer Special #1 - “Help” (2018)

written by Jeff Loveness art by David Williams & Steve Buccellato

This is the first time someone's pointed something out about the way we behave I didn't even realise and found myself realising they are entirely right

I was born the hour it aired.

supernatural has been around forever so i'm curious: rb this and tag how old you were when the first episode aired on september 13, 2005

How?

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