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Wore a couple modified shirts recently and someone asked “how?” so my illustrator background made me draw this because work was slow ✂️ Featuring examples at the end— drawn in Procreate.

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tonight I had the privilege of hearing a 13 year old explain the terms “cooking” and “cooked” to my 45 year old manager and she said something so excellent I have to document it.

“cooked is bad. cooking is good. you’re either in the pot or you’re holding it.”

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The GIW doesn’t know what they have unleashed.

Animation I got from my friend @pmkn2-0 check them out.

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some fun inspos from pinterest

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Damian becoming the Doctor of the family, treating the Bats when they're injured, and taking care of them... But doing so in the most evil unhinged ways possible.

Damian, injecting something into Bruce's arm: I'll give you an anesthetic but you are in no condition to fight, Father. You'll be on bed rest until I clear you.

Bruce, already standing up, no fucks given: Thanks, Damian. But I really need to catch these people, they are– They–

Bruce: *Begins to stumble in place* They– y-you–

Damian:

Bruce, falling to the ground: W-what did you–?

*Evil boss music starts playing in the background*

Damian, slowly approaching: Oh, sorry, did I said I would give you anesthetic? I meant to say a paralyzing agent.

Bruce:

Damian: Don't worry, Father, Black Bat will take care of the case...

Damian, carrying Bruce back to bed:And you, as I said, will be on bed rest until I clear you.

*Evil music intensifies*

*After training*

Damian: I made limonade.

Dick, reaching for a glass: Thanks, Dam—

Damian: Not that one. That one is Drake's.

Dick: Oh–

Damian, handing Dick a glass: This one is yours.

Dick: Oh.

Damian:

Dick:

Dick: Did you- Did you put something in Tim's?

Damian:

Dick:... Did you put something in mine?

Damian:

Dick:What did you p–

Damian: Drink it, Grayson. It's good for you.

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Happy pride! Graysons an ally and supports brucebat..

Based off the Lego Batman where Graysons happy because he thinks he has two dad's

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Autistic trauma is so devastating and yet so corny. You'll be doing everything perfectly normal in public but someone will sneer at you and you'll spend an hour agonizing over yourself like "fuck what if no one told me it was Don't Wear Yellow Thursday"

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I don't always enjoy the idea of older Links (Time, Warriors, Twilight) scolding the younger Links for their language, however in a scenario where this happens I can fully see Legend creating elaborate insults without swearing, or straighf up teach the others swear words in the various other languages he speaks. Which is all fun and games until someone stubs their toe in Legend's house and lets out the most vile Lorulean swear and Ravio is either so scandalised he breaks, or he laughs so hard he falls over and Legend has to fess up once questioned why Ravio reacted that way

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letter from a mother of a gay man. sent to ONE magazine, 1958.

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This post was flagged as adult content and the original poster was deactivated so I'm bringing it back.

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Titans tower summary ft that 1 quote

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happy june everybody i hope you get fucked and/or sucked this month

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happy pride to my favorite gif in the world

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Last call for "it's 100% June"

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give this guy a shadow the hedgehog backpack before i get sick. PLEASE

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preserved

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The one where the team realizes Robin is in fact a real boy

For some reason, the other members of the young justice team never seem to realize that Robin actually has a life outside the vigilante gig. He mostly only ever talks about training in the batcave, new gadgets he’s working on, complaining about Gotham rogues. They sort of forget that there’s a real kid behind the mask.

So it’s kind of like a bucket of water being dumped over their heads when they witness him actually acting like a normal kid.

“You have a test tomorrow,” they hear Batman say, followed immediately by a groan from Robin. “It’s time to go home.”

“Ten more minutes!”

“Not ten more minutes,” Batman says. “Now. Dinner, study, then bed.”

“Can’t I just skip tomorrow?”

“Absolutely not. School is important.”

“Says the drop out.”

“That’s not the same and you know it!” Batman says quickly. “Keep stalling, and your PlayStation gets locked up all weekend.”

“Fine,” Robin whines, stomping towards the zeta tubes.

And the entire Mount Justice is quiet after they leave, the team not quite sure what they just saw.

“Wait,” Wally stutters, his fingers pointing between where Robin and Batman just were and the zeta tubes they disappeared into. “Does that mean - Robin goes to school?”

“I assumed he was like, homeschooled. Or, like,” Artemis stumbles over the words, not quite sure how to explain her thoughts.

“I thought he was a ninja or something,” Conner says.

Kaldur just sort of shakes his head at all of them. He’s apparently the only one who didn’t think their youngest team member was some sort of robot or cryptid. Maybe because the first time he met Robin, he’d been whining to Batman about how his weeknight crime fighting curfew should be extended to 3am, and Batman actually laughed and told him “nice try, but no way.”