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A very normal day at the Watchtower
Clark : B, I want you to fuck me six ways to Sunday till I can't walk straight.
Bruce :
Clark :
Bruce :
The JL :
Diana : *surreptitiously removing the end of her lasso from where she had dropped it on Superman's lap*
Clark : *turning twelve shades of red and slapping a hand to his mouth*
Bruce : How does eight tonight sound?
Clark : *turning another twelve shades darker*
The JL : *quietly exchanging money underneath the table*
Diana : *evil grin and a thumbs up*
Alfred, stitching up Bruce: and what do we think you perhaps should have done differently, master Bruce?
Bruce, delirious: I think I should have died with my parents
@arandomao3user I feel like you'd enjoy this and I dunno if you've seen it
Hi! I found this little trend on FB and wanted to recreate it with timber to get out of the blockage.
The original idea is from @/beomjin__kin on Instagram ❤️
“Those poor boys”
“She deserves to be punished too.”
“I’m not saying I support rape, but-”
“Sorry to say - she deserved it.”
“She put herself in harm’s way”
“But if she was fingered, then that’s not rape.”
“She ruined their lives.”
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* body language masterlist
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* a reverse dictionary for when ur brain freezes
* 550 words to say instead of fuckin said
* 638 character traits for when ur brain freezes again
* some more body language help
(hope this helps some ppl)
I still get excited when my friends refer to me as their friend
"My friend said" "this is my friend" "they're my friend"
Im freaking out inside every time
🤷🤏 just a small confused guy I guess?
@ anyone who wants to join
tag game!
Your last emojis are your gender
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@erikaskblog @fymo-blogs
I cancel all the people who make jokes about Batman always being serious. He is fucking hilarious
Remember: the more difficult you make it for them to realize a report is false, the more useless you make the portal.
reblog if you’re okay with people writing fanfics of your fanfics and/or fanfics inspired by your fanfics
Okay, so hear me out. There are species of animals that reject their offspring if they don’t “smell” right. Like something about the pheromones are off and thus the vibes are bad. You can’t be mine, you smell funny. Similarly, we know that hormones and neurochemical reactions play a large part in bonding between human babies and parents. Our brains are swimming in chemicals that have us looking at our squishy, decidedly odd-looking newborns and saying “it’s so cute, I wanna bite it.”
My dudes (gender neutral). My people. My fellow nerds. Superman initially rejecting his clone because he doesn’t smell right. The kid was in a soup of artificial, clone-making chemicals and he doesn’t smell like he should. But what the fuck is he supposed to smell like? Superman having no frame of reference for this crazy feeling, for this intense dislike of a person with his face, and struggling internally with it because he knows logically that this deep revulsion doesn’t make sense. Problem is, he physically can’t help it. Something about this kid makes his teeth itch and his fingers twitch.
Then the kid takes a shower and changes his clothes and oh. Why would I push him away? That’s my baby. Hate him? How could I hate my baby? My baby. My sweet, perfect, amazing angel baby. My baby. My baby. My baby. Mybabymybabymybabymybaby.
And it’s probably hilarious from the outside looking in, because Superman looked ready to light the kid on fire a minute ago and now he’s all gooey-eyed. No thoughts, just sappy smiles and burying his nose in the clone’s hair. He’s ready to pluck the moon from the sky and hang it on a string for his kid. It’s sweet and adorable.
It’s also completely, utterly terrifying. Seeing how quickly one of the strongest beings in the known universe fell victim to his own biology, how wildly the pendulum swung from one extreme to the other. Batman’s immediately planning a trip to the Fortress to gather intel on this reaction. How long does it last? Is it normal? Is it supposed to be like this? Does it have anything to do with the clone being a teenager and not a newborn? Would it be worse with a newborn? Does the League, does he need contingency plans for this?
And Superman—Clark recognizes the sudden shift, but can’t do a thing about it. He should be scared of how every concern in his mind gets swept away by this out-of-control hormonal response, but he doesn’t want to do a thing about it. He can’t help the smile plastered on his face when Kon—what a perfect name, a beautiful name for my baby, mybabymybabyMYbabymyBABYMYBABYMYBABYMYBABY—sighs contently in his sleep or scrunches his nose in disgust at new foods, new sensations.
Something in Clark’s eyes says “I don’t know what’s happening, help me,” but it quickly gets snuffed out by “I will flip this entire universe over if a single hair on my baby’s head is out of place.” And honestly? Yeah, it’s scary, but every parent he knows—Bruce included—totally gets it.
NOTICE: As more and more fanfic writers are using generative AI for their works (you uncreative dweebs), I hereby swear on everything I hold dear that I have not and will NEVER use generative AI in ANY of my written work. Everything I post will be organically and creatively my own.
characters going “we were lovers once”: eh, it’s okay i guess. it’s nice enough
characters going “we were friends once”: absolutely devastating. one hit knockout i’m gone
I lied put your clothes back on. I don't know how to fuck and I'm scared
This.
Sometimes I just sit here and think of the fact that every time someone hallucinates Jason Todd, they hallucinate him in his Robin mantle, barely out of it.
For everything that happened, actually, I think Jason would love to die as Bruce's son — except, he didn't.
He died no one's son. He died as Robin.
But most importantly, he was remembered like that. Like no one's son, just a failed sidekick. So now, when his family wants his ghost to haunt them for their mistakes, guilt and saviour complexes, they taint their memories of a boy that was their family once by moulding him in a faceless mantle.
Isn't that just Sad.
this is an incredible map
new uterine lining just dropped
Jason: how ya likin’ that comic, kiddo? Damian: I do not understand. Jason: what? It’s just a spider-man comic. What’s not to understand? Damian: why is Parker pursuing this red-haired woman, who does not seem to enjoy his company further than any other, rather than his friend, Osborn? Osborn has given multiple hints that he would prefer their relationship to go beyond platonic Jason: Jason: *glances over at Jon, who is reading a Daredevil comic on the other bed* Damian: should he not pursue Osborn, considering he is already aware that their relationship can withstand hardship? Friendship is a sturdy baseline for which romance can be built soon. And besides, Mary Jane is an un-compelling idiot with mediocre looks. Jason: Jason: this explains so much
do not underestimate how many times i can listen to a song in a row
the trolley problem vs. systemic oppression: a comic.
If you can’t reblog this, unfollow me now.
me holding a gun to a mushroom: tell me the name of god you fungal piece of shit
mushroom: can you feel your heart burning? can you feel the struggle within? the fear within me is beyond anything your soul can make. you cannot kill me in a way that matters
me cocking the gun, tears streaming down my face: I’M NOT FUCKING SCARED OF YOU
My adaptation of the God of Arepo short story, which was originally up at ShortBox Comics Fair for charity. You can get a copy of the DRM-free ebook here for free - and I'd encourage you to donate to Mighty Writers or The Ministry of Stories in exchange.
Again it's an honour to be drawing one of my favourite short stories ever. Thank you so much for the original authors for creating this story; and for everyone who bought a copy and donated to the above non-profits.
I've rarely seen a more validating sentence in my entire life.
al Ghul banners for combating misinformation <3
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