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family is… us and all the blonde girls we saved along the way
Haters be like
“It’s totally possible to make a path that goes through every door exactly once”
Idk if I did it right
sorry!
it’s true you can’t draw one continuous line that would do the trick. but if the kitty and bunny set out by going through the doors they’re marked beside and each walked the certain way their colored arrows show at the same time their “collective path” as a team would go through each door only once. The moral of the story is actually about friendship , and cooperation, because in this world there are tasks you can’t do on your own.
im just fucking with you i’m pretty sure this has no right answer
i concocted a solution with a 100% mortality rate
Stop being so incredibly funny on my impossible puzzle post
You can switch the tracks so the trolley will kill one person, or you can allow it to attempt the fruitless crusade of running over each person in the maze only once.
all in a days work! *passes out*
My indecisive butt, walking in and being faced with having to make a decision, immediately leaving
oOoOoooo I’m a ghost!
Fire
dude my house
What I love about tumblr is when we see a logic problem meant to be frustrating and/or unsolvable, we almost reflexively try to destroy it.
This website’s userbase is a chimp chewing through a Chinese finger trap
so anyway heres the actual solution
Day 1243 on The Path: I have learnt much of hate. It has become apparent to me as a Hater that my only chance of ever escaping this place is through abstraction. This plane is strictly governed by rules just like any other. Predicated by an objective truth of how we collectively define a ‘door’, a ‘wall’, a ‘room’, a ‘path’, a 'start’, an 'end’. We all understand these basic concepts and thus are infinitely trapped within their confines. My only hope is to abstract The Path. A 'door’ has power over us, because we understand it as a space to pass through a 'wall’. My understanding of 'once’ as a limitation is what keeps me here. These are the rules I must 'dis-understand’. I know what I am. What I am capable of. What I am made of. These are my own personal rules by which I govern how to define my self. These are my limitations. I know what a door is made of, just as I know I am made of flesh and bone and teeth. I know teeth can 'bite’. I know teeth are part of what I am, and so, by that logic I have proven I am capable of biting a 'door’, or indeed, of biting a 'wall’. With the proper approach, I can bite and hate a 'wall’. Now I must learn how to bite a 'room’. How to end a 'start’. Things that were once otherwise inconceivable to any other hater. But more, I must understand anew, that I am also the 'path’. Just as I am the 'wall’ and the 'room’; I am become 'door’.
To leave, I must go through all of my self exactly once.
Tim ran into the room slamming into the back of the couch alarming everyone.
Tim, gasping for air: we have a problem.
Bruce and Clark sat up alarmed.
Tim: it’s Stanley.
Dick: Stanley?
Jason snorted as he tucked his legs back up onto the couch.
Tim: Stanley Steemer.
Tim, whimpering: they made him hot.
The room:
Jon: who the fuck is Stanley Steemer?
Bruce, groaning as he turned as sat back in the chair: it’s not a person but a company.
Tim, whipping out his phone.
Tim: look at him!
The guys:
Damian: huh…
Clark: he is kinda dilf.
Conner: I’d let him steam my carpet.
Bruce: oookay. We’re done with the carpet cleaner for today.
The next day.
A yellow van is outside the house. A man is steaming the carpets. Six boys, two adult men and a dignified older gentleman are watching him in a daze.
Alfred: fuck, he knows how to clean a carpet good.
Tim, fist bumping Alfred: ight.
Could we get Fat TimKon?
Oh orrrrr
A Fatson interaction with Batman or Wonder Woman (just imagining fatson fanboying over Wonder woman)
If open for questions: (Oh and wondering if you have the fatson plush. if so, whatsha think? If not, how would you want one? )
Unfortunately I do not have the Fatson plush <\3 i rlly rlly want it tho! But yk resellers are selling them for like 30 bucks which is insane so I won’t be able to get it :,)
I have been thinking of trying to diy it myself tho! :P
And here ya go! Fat timkon and Fatson meeting Diana :D
You all know that I love Bruce joking around that he birthed each and every Robin and that’s where he got his kids, he certainly didn’t go yoinking them from the gravesides of dead parents or lifted them for stealing the wheels of the Batmobile or get them thrust upon him in a dramatic reveal. No, Bruce Wayne conceived, carried and birthed those children into existence in his mind and he will constantly pretend to use that to guilt his kids in behaving.
Dick refusing to rest after almost slipping a disk on a mission, telling Bruce that he has to get back on patrol. Bruce just goes on a rant how carrying Dick for nine months played havoc on his back until Dick gives in and gets back into bed to heal up.
Jason is being difficult just for the sake of it, to which somebody remarks on only for Bruce to sigh, comment that he should have known that Jason would be as difficult an adult as he was a birth. “Nineteen hours in labour, no epidural and this is what I get for thanks” he comments one time which happens to be in the Bat Suit and in the hearing of Jason’s goons. Now, they think the Bat is his biological mother.
Tim is refusing to let go of a case and hasn’t been at the Manor for a while and Alfred is getting sad about not seeing him in a while so Bruce rings him up and reminds Tim that the least Tim can do is show up to a dinner cooked by the man who delivered him into this world - because who else delivered each Robin?
Damian being a little shit and Bruce just rolling his eyes, “Nine months in my womb, kicking my organs black and blue for you to yell at me the same way your mother does.”
Some rogue calling Steph a pain in the ass and Bruce just nodding along which has Steph glaring at him. “Robin, I carried you through a heatwave and my ankles have never been the same, it was a giant pain in the ass but I still love you.”
Cass hasn’t been back to Gotham for a while and Bruce guilts her on the phone that he “carried her for nine months and gave birth to all ten pounds of her” and the least she can do is come see her poor old dad.
Duke refusing to take medication when sick, only for Bruce to wander into the stand off between he and Alfred, and reminiscently rattle off about all the drugs he refused while birthing Duke because he believed in a natural holistic birth which makes Duke groan and start choking down his meds in an effort not to hear this anymore.
The irresistible urge to clone ur dead clone best friend….
Oopsies
"Oh are they lovers?" Worse 💔
Man... if only I had someone to play games with
especially silent hills and the Arkham series
man if only
you know who you are
Man... if only I had someone to play games with
especially silent hills and the Arkham series
man if only
I think while yes Bruce is a competent father figure he just forgets certain things about kids because he didn’t really grow up around them or have younger siblings. And like Dick is very much the guinea pig for turning Bruce into the competent (semi competent) father figure. Dick losing his first tooth and getting all excited because his mom told him about the tooth fairy and Bruce is like “But there’s no-” and Alfred appears in his eye line where a happy gummy smiling Dick can’t see him with the scariest expression on his face that Bruce fucking chokes on his breakfast. because if Bruce wants to take in a kid, he’s going to put him first and provide. Dick gets a hundred dollar bill for his first tooth (Bruce tried to write a cheque and apparently it wouldnt do?). Dick sitting at the kitchen table writing a letter to Santa and of course having learned from the Tooth Fairy incident, checks with Alfred whether - oh, yes, that’s his job as well but Alfred volunteers to do the actual buying and wrapping. Bruce never wanted to Manor decorated for Christmas after his parents died and sometimes Alfred didn’t out of respect for Bruce’s feelings but that first Christmas? Bruce is up a ladder hanging tinsel while Dick holds the ladder, babbling about how his dad always hung the lights for everybody at Haley’s. Dick wanting to go Trick or Treating and Bruce is like, “but it’s the busiest night of the year for-” and Alfred is in the back clearing his throat, so cue Bruce Wayne taking his new ward around the neighbourhood dressed as a sunflower while Dick is dressed like a little bee (Bruce drew the line at the Superman costume).
Took a wrong turn somewhere
i took a nap and woke up in all these goddam spinanch
I came here for bald Tim.
Where.
took me 5 minutes
ref
"Nobody cares about Tim Drake"
Is actually such a funny line when you factor in that dick Grayson's Robin is the one saying it.
Cause that man cares so fucking much about Tim Drake when he's Nightwing. 
It's also such a funny line when Bruce, Alfred, Dick Helena, Cass are all standing there with their I love Tim Drake tshirts.
Jason with his he's the only one I tolerate
Damain with his yah he's one of these idiots I have to take care of now.
The only person you can argue doesn't like Tim Drake is literally Tim Drake.