Okay so I bought a dress today (along with a pair of dark blue velvet pants they are great)
and it looks pretty normal, right?
WRONG
GREETINGS I HAVE COME TO LAY A CURSE UPON YOUR VILLAGE AND KISS ALL YOUR WOMEN
Battinson meeting Superman, because if anyone needs a sunshine alien it’s him.
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Bruce, in full Batman mode, tracks Superman down and eventually finds him on a rooftop in Metropolis. He grapples up, perches himself on an A/C unit, and stares.
Clark, new to the Superman thing, just trying to enjoy a burger and fries after helping with a house fire: Um. Hi?
Bruce:
Clark: I’ve noticed you following me? You’re from Gotham. The Batman.
Bruce: *shines a flashlight at Clark’s food*
Clark: Yeah. It’s a cheeseburger and curly fries. Did you want some or…? Do you need help? Seems like you maybe need some help.
Bruce: *shines the light in Clark’s eyes*
Clark: Do you want to, um, talk or something?
Bruce: what are you
Clark: I’m Superman! :)
Bruce: alien?
Clark: How did you—
Bruce: I am a bat.
Clark: O-kay. So do you want to be friends or…?
Bruce:…
Clark: :)
Bruce: *launches himself off the side of the building*
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Alfred: Good morning Bruce, how was patrol?
Bruce, rewatching the conversation with Clark on his computer: i think i made a friend today Alfred
i saw a comic panel where Conner's just gawking at some boobs and he goes "I was chest choking--I mean, I was just joking!" And, yknow what, i found it incredibly funny, so I made it timkon
I LEARNED RECENTLY THAT PLATO WON THE GOLD MEDAL IN THE OLYMPICS FOR WRESTLING THREE TIMES. THIS PUTS A NEW PERSPECTIVE ON THINGS. I ALWAYS IMAGINED PLATO TO BE FRAIL AND MISSHAPEN BUT HE MUST HAVE BEEN FRICKEN RIPPED. I WONDER IF ARISTOTLE EVER FELT ANXIETY ABOUT GETTING PHYSICALLY (I.E. NOT JUST METAPHYSICALLY) DISMANTLED BY PLATO. PLATO WAS PROBABLY PISSED OFF BY AT LEAST A HANDFUL OF QUESTIONS ARISTOTLE ASKED HIM. ARISTOTLE WAS A LITERAL GENIUS TOO. IMAGINE PLATO LECTURING AND WRITING ON A BLACKBOARD AND ARISTOTLE THROWING A COMMENT OUT THERE ABOUT SOME COMPLEX MISSTEP IN PLATO’S LOGIC AND PLATO’S CHALK JUST SNAPS AND ARISTOTLE’S TESTICLES SUCK WAY BACK UP TO WHERE THEY DROPPED FROM, THEN PLATO IN A BLUR APPEARS BESIDE ARISTOTLE SITTING AT HIS DESK AND HE PICKS HIM UP AND SUPLEXES HIS MACEDONIAN ASS.
Dick: Okay, who’s turn is it to give the pep talk?
Damian: [sighing] It’s Todd’s turn.
Jason: Fuck shit up out there but don’t die.
Tim: [wiping away a tear] Inspirational.
<3
#A FLOOFY LUFFY 😊
jin when he sees himself in the mirror
This is how my anxiety pops up every night for no reason: