lets play a game of "is it fanart or a vent?"
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Cries and dies and cries and dies again and dies and cries and dies
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Batfam and maybe some others as things that I've heard in school over the years:
Bruce: Unoccupied teenagers are Satan's work
Damian: Let's see how far I can shove my hand down your throat!
Harley: Dick, sorry I stabbed you
Duke: could we sell drugs at this school?
Bruce: I am not wearing a maid dress for my Presidential speech
Jason: God is dead, I shot him with a knife
Dick: Let's smoke some candy cane!
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Hot bitches have far too many discussions about snail orgasms for three in the morning
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Crabs ain’t got shit on a feral swarm of thunder babies though
- me to my bf
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Immanuel Kant can go fuck himself
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"There's so many beetles" my ecology professor
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Woohoo we moved away from moldy carpets this week!
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this year on artfight i actually made a hit-list. i divided it into "the funny hit-list" and "the normal hit-list". i love the funny one
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On one hand, Young Justice is kind of neglected by the actual superheroes that should be looking out for them in a lot of crucial ways and very much failed by the adults around them
But on the other hand Red Tornado straight up hosts a parent-teacher conference where their respective legal guardians all show up, barring Batman who’s in traffic so Nightwing fills in instead because Robin’s dad does not know he’s a vigilante which is objectively hilarious
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i have a pet isopod now :D
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Prompt 131
Okay, so first of all Dan would like to say it’s not his fault. Ellie was the one to bring some unknown object into the speeder and Jazz was the one driving. Or had Sam been driving- didn’t matter! It wasn’t his fault, he wasn’t the one shooting at them, he wasn’t the one to break whatever, he was not the one to open a stupid portal, and so it wasn’t his fault!
So why is he now like, five years old, and why is the speeder crashed in some sort of corn field. Why is everyone- except for Jazz whose now like six- also like three at most?! And- oh fuck the door just opened and… okay that’s a kid. Like, nine at most.
A kid and an adult, who he hadn’t noticed at first so again, it’s not his fault if he hissed at them and tried to hide his not-siblings behind him. It’s also not fair they’re apparently stuck to ghost speak for who knows how long, but at least they can understand the people.
“Martha, get some blankets, it’s happened again!”
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