#Why not

[the-joking-nerd248]

This would just end in a bunch of white women collecting different products and their warning labels for their true crime stories such as. Baby power: don’t use next to open flame. It was a dreary afternoon at the nicklson household little did anyone realize their whole house would soon no longer exist along with their three months old baby.

[manchasama]

Here tumblr, take whatever this is!

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"Ingo, you are going too fast."

The complaint, while mild, did cause Ingo to pause mid-step. Behind him, Emmet was picking his way over a few raised roots, moving more carefully than Ingo had when he traversed that part of the trail. Ingo settled back on his heels with a sigh, content to let his brother catch up.

"Shall we rest our engines here? Or continue on?" he asked. This part of the trail was shaded under the canopy of trees. It didn't stop the pervasive summer heat from making it feel like walking next to a firebox.

"Hm," Emmet's normally drawn out hum was only a quick burst of sound, as he saved most of his breath for the hike up the steep incline. "We can continue. You were just impatient."

"I was not impatient," Ingo protested. By the time Emmet caught up to him, he'd had time to pull his water bottle out and take a few small sips. He passed it to his brother when Emmet paused, and Emmet dutifully drank some as well.

"Liar!" Emmet said sweetly. "But that is okay. We will arrive at our destination in due time."

Ingo gave his brother an exasperated, if fond look. "We might be able to go faster if we were to take turns with the pack like we discussed."

"My poison princess wanted a ride." Emmet didn't look sorry at all at Ingo's predicament. On his back, Garvantula waved her front two feet over his shoulders happily. Ingo gave the nearest leg a playful little shake.

"As you say," Ingo said agreeably. He wasn't actually put out. They'd started this trek early, and had plenty of time still to reach the top of the mountain by midday. They weren't in a hurry. "Please, set our pace for a while," he gestured for Emmet to continue up the trail ahead of him.

"Half steam ahead!" Emmet said brightly as he started his measured pace.

Ingo let out a bark of laughter. "All engines moderately engaged!" Yes, in this case, it was the journey that was worth more than the destination.

[thearunadragon]

The responses this drawing got on Reddit—stunned. Absolutely stunned.

Y’all .

Y’ALL

WHAT

Edit:

HE POSTED IT ON TWITTER

[tyanis]

Kinda feel like there's some untapped meme/reaction image potential from old horror movie trailers...

[benjingle]

Conjured this at 4am (it's 4am)

[fantasydoctor]

muse in the mirror

[gunpowdercarousel]

You know what? Fuck it.

Githyanki Cleric of Selune

Romance~

[corkinavoid]

DPxDC Not So Artificial Intelligence

Barbara thinks it was Bruce, with his love for new additions to the Cave. Bruce thinks it was Tim, with his late hyperfixation on AI. Tim thinks it was Babs, with her ever evolving network of keeping everything under control.

They are all wrong, but the fact stays a fact: the BatCave has an AI assistant now.

It is not very good at first, not recognizing voices very well and messing up commands, but the Bats write it off as a learning curve. Besides, it never makes the same mistakes twice, and in a couple of months, even the tiniest slip ups fade away.

Its name is Betty. First, Dick named it Bat-AI (a reasonable name), then it transformed into Bat-I for easier pronunciation, and then Steph called in Betty once, and the name was sealed.

And they all love Betty. Betty is the best, keeping track of their everyday lives, reminding them of their civilian meetings and vigilante business, alerting them of any suspicious activity in the city. Oracle finally gets to sleep for more than 4 hours in a day with Betty's help. Tim gets company when he is three weeks in and elbows deep in a case - it's easier when he has an illusion of someone to discuss the matter with, and Betty even offers him insight. Damian learns to do digital art just to have a little competition with Betty. He wins, but the AI is a worthy opponent, in his opinion.

Even Bruce begrudgingly likes the AI assistant. She is competent and helpful, and Alfred seems to approve of how she doesn't let Bruce overwork himself when he escapes medbay to keep searching for answers.

That is, until one day, Tim installs speakers specifically for Betty in the Cave.

The voice that comes from them is not robotic or mechanical.

It definitely has human intonation.

"Hello, Red Robin," the voice - a male voice, actually - greets him with slight amusement. Tim feels an uneasy feeling sinking down in his stomach.

"Betty?"

"You know me as such. I would prefer it if you called me Danny. He/them pronouns."

Remind him, who installed the AI?..

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Danny got trapped inside the Batcomputer somehow - I suspect Technus had a hand in it - and decided to embrace it. He used to be a vigilante himself, so why not help this whole family of vigilantes while he is at it? They look like they need a hand.

[12neonlit-stage]

Morning_sun

happy late bday sonic <3 redraw of this

[theultimatefandomjumper]

[vampyrtism]

idiot thangs. i hope they explode

[superba-e]

close enough welcome back jean grey and scott summers

[retrokinetics]

More of @alexilulu’s Vervain! We’ve decided she needs a pinup per room

[flyingdidii]

[raspbel-art]

Once again, but with a close-up 😘