"Sorry, But I Have No Intention Of Going Back To Being Just Friends."

Brought to you by the various Biology/Chemistry practicals I've had to do that didn't work (or gave unusable results) so some creative interpretation was employed

Ahh the brick that is Soundwave. Sometimes I just like to ponder his cassette player mode; as such cases, a handle? I figured it would kinda make sense 😌 but alas also makes him a very maneuverable thing, I’m sure those two most definitely are aware. But yknow? Being used to bash the face of your rival in is not the Worst thing to ever happen. It’s like a cat being held by the scruff if you think about it. Basically deactivates all movement cuz the mama is holding them

pretentious moment incoming but why is everyone's idea of fashion so fucking boring these days. why the fuck did my manager just ask me "what's with the scarf". "what's with the scarf" fuck man do I need a reason to wear a faggy little scarf now? you could just say "nice scarf man". what's with your attitude

even our ancestors sang Popipo

I miss this game but mostly these two

And you’re asking why I picked her over that stupid town? Anything for her.

When ur brutally murdered son comes back from the dead with pure unfiltered rage

OH MY GOD IT ACTUALLY HAPPENED MITSUAYA HAVE FINALLY KISSED AFTER 116 CHAPTERS LETS GO LESBIANS LETS GOOOOO

Various Haru/Tokaku color illustrations by Minakata Sunao, the Akuma no Riddle artist.

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.”

“Bro really thought he ate with 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.

—

“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.

—

“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.”

—

“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.”