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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.

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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.”

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Joker dies bcs during his big dramatic speech of the day he tries to be be all insane and funny by pretending to shoot himself in the head with his BANG! flag gun but he fucks up getting distracted by flirting with Batman and mixes up his guns and he shoots himself in the face in front of the bats. Jason, who was being bodily held back from shooting him himself by Bruce and Dick for the past 15 minutes, laughs so hard he fractures a rib and has to be carried back to the batmobile

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i need her

ARCANE LEAGUE OF LEGENDS: 2x06 - “The Message Hidden Within the Pattern” ↳ "Hope I was worth your time."

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hi! couple things i want to state:

- im 19

- my pronouns are they/them.

- im in a lot of fandoms so ill reblog a lot of different things

- im so bad at being active on this app dont expect that much from me

yeah that’s basically it i just really want friends on here so pls be friends with me

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They killed my man once an act and he served cunt each time, I’m sobbing

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oscar piastri

◦ hungarian grand prix ◦ like/reblog if you save or use and please don't repost

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Seb + his boys as texts, pt 1

[Continuing Quinn (@f1cked)'s legacy, Day 1 (i miss u come back pls)]

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Missed you, V

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"the hottest thing a man could do is drive one-handed, palming the stirring wheel."

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Hey there! Here’s another post that I had!

Wally, Roy, Kon, Jon, and Clark: See how we bandage our bats, take away their case files, and cease all crime fighting. Very mindful, very cutesy, very demure.

Dick, Jason, Tim, Damian, and Bruce: See how we ignore said injuries, hyper fixate on the next case, and revel all crime. Very suicidal, very crazy, very deranged.

Feel free to reblog/like!

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Wade, upon meeting Cassandra: "I like your cut, g." *slaps her bald head*

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oscar's maiden sprint win not being as celebrated cause max won the championship that day, and now his first gp win being overshadowed by all this drama. ugh i hate this but yk what. it doesn't matter because OSCAR PIASTRI IS A GRAND PRIX WINNER.

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THE BEAR 1.08 "Braciole" 2.01 "Beef"

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I have funny but first a quick history lesson

In Ancient Athens they had things called ostracons. Basically every year everyone would carve a name of someone they didn't like into a small stone tablet and then submit it. Then they would look at all of the ostracons and if there were too many of one person then they told that person to get tf out. They had ten days to flee Athens and couldn't come back for ten years.

So now I would like you to imagine Dionysus doing a pseudo version of this at Camp Half-blood every month because we all know he LIVES for the drama. (He's stuck there for a hundred years he might as well have some fun)

He would hand out stone tablets (it was very important to him that the names were carved don't ask why) and every person at camp would write a name.

Whoever had their name written down the most would be sent to live in a cabin in the woods for two weeks. If they survived they would be allowed to return to camp.

Mr. D always makes sure there's a crowd around to witness their walk of shame and he takes a picture of said person every month. He keeps them hung up on a wall in the big house.

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Percy, in the middle of battle: goddess, save us all.

Someone: don't you mean gods?

Percy: nope. Most of them are unreliable. I only pray to Hestia, and when I asked she said that she preferred she/her pronouns.

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they fucked him up today fr

i’ve had enough actually