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I lose followers every time I say “trans women are women”
so I’m gonna keep saying it until I weed out all ya
immediately lost two followers
I’d rather see my follower count drop than have anyone following who can’t handle the notion that TRANS WOMEN ARE WOMEN.
You can also leave if you can’t handle that trans men are Men.
The retired gacha kid in me is eating the genre of fanfics where characters react to their books/movies
Tim’s gay awakening.
Tim: I just don’t think that’s appropriate for this occasion.
Kon: *looking down at his shorts*
Kon: Come on, Rob. We’re going to the beach. What else do we need?
Tim: Are you not bringing anything else? In case of an emergency?
Kon: Only you, Rob. Fine, I’ll bring my uniform. Just in case.
Tim: Thank you.
— at the beach —
Cassie: Tim?
Tim: …
Cassie: Uh, Tim?
Tim: *looking at Kon surfing, watching the way his hair sways and the way his tan looks under the sun*
Cassie: Oh my god, he’s having his gay awakening.
Bart: Who’s having his gay awakening?
Tim: Me.
Cassie: And he admits it!
Tim: I need. A moment.
—
Kon: Hey, where’s Tim?
Bart: He’s uh, having a moment.
Tim: *in the bathroom, head in his hands*
Tim: Oh my god I might be gay. Wait, am I gay? Or is it just because its my best friend? Am I actually homosexual?
Kon: *who can hear this*
Kon: Oh wow he’s having a crisis.
Cassie: and whose fault is that?
Kon: What’s that supposed to mean?
Other way round to that one post I made:
Kon making the worst excuses when it comes to Tim.
Kon: Wow, he’s actually so fine, like wow.
Cassie: Please stop sighing in my ear and fucking get together.
Bart: *munching on popcorn*
Bart: How many times are we going to hear him say that before he actually does something?
Kon: Probably like more than 100 times.
Cassie: Please just fuck already.
—
Bart: So, the hand placement? Real slick there.
Kon: What? It’s, normal.
Bart: One allegedly heterosexual man and a bisexual man. Basically holding onto each other as if not touching the other would destroy them. Hand around WAIST and NECK.
Kon: You got it. Minus the part where you said I would die without touching him. What’s the issue in that?
Bart: I am. Going to leave.
Kon: Hello? Explain?
—
Kon: You know what.
Cassie: We know, Kon, ‘his ass is glorious’, or ‘his hair sways so elegantly’.
Kon: I do not sound like that!
Bart: Sure.
Kon: Serious! Anyway, back to the topic.
Bart: Here we go..
Kon: I’m going to do it. Ask him out.
Cassie: *nearly falls out of her chair*
Cassie: You’re doing what?
Bart: *choking on his food*
Kon: Wow, is it really that surprising?
Cassie and Bart: YES
—
(After Kon gave the most emotional— definitely platonic— speech to Tim)
Tim: Aw, you’re such a great friend.
Cassie:
Bart:
Kon: I give up.
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Short King™ Dick Grayson my love
Damian: I have only recently realised how truly deficient in height Grayson is.
Jason: Not next to you he isn’t, Shortstack.
Damian: I am ten; I have an excuse. He does not.
Tim: He may be our older brother, but he is also our little brother.
Jason, sipping his tea: Positively miniscule.
(Damian, sitting in the rafters above the rest of the Batboys)
Dick: You’ll take any chance to be taller than us, won't you?
Damian, gesturing at Jason, who is a full foot taller than Dick: Your height, or lack of it, is nothing to boast over, Grayson.
Jason, nodding: Dickface Grayson, our little brother.
Dick: I’m older than you!
Tim: The fact you have to clarify that says everything.
Dick:
Dick: …I hate you all.
Jason: Hey, don’t be like that, little buddy! Maybe the rage brought upon by your big siblings will help you grow a couple inches.
Tim: Probably wouldn’t end well. Ever heard of Rumpelstiltskin?
Dick: You guys never call Damian short! Look at him, he’s tiny!
Damian: My legs have not yet reached their apex! My true stance has not been assumed! Furthermore, I will have you know, I am the average height for my age!
Jason: Woah, Dickhead, he just called you short and ancient!
Dick: What?? I’m not even old!
Tim: You’re in your twenties. Given our life expectancies, you’re basically the equivalent of a seventy-year-old.
Jason: You outlived me, and I’m younger than you.
Dick: I—What??? Alfred, help me!
Alfred, entering with a tea tray: No, no Master Dick. Young Master Timothy has a point. Perhaps you should begin joining me for Senior Bingo Night.
Dick:
Dick: …I’ll pass.
(Dick, coming downstairs for breakfast, his hair in a cute little mess)
Bruce, slightly high on pain meds: Aww, how’s my little boy?
Dick: W H Y
Jon: I have a question.
Damian: I am already regretting this.
Jon: How did Tim and Kon start dating?
Damian: Why are you asking me?
Jon: Because every time I ask them, they give me a different answer.
Damian: That is because Drake finds misinformation amusing.
Jon: Yesterday Tim said they met because Kon "fell out of the sky and into his life."
Damian: Technically accurate.
Jon: Then Kon said they bonded through "mutual emotional instability."
Damian: Also technically accurate.
Jon: Then Steph said they were "professionally obsessed with each other."
Damian: Again, technically accurate.
Jon: None of these answers help.
Damian: Welcome to the family.
(Across the room...)
Kon: Babe.
Tim: Yeah?
Kon: Jon's trying to figure out how we got together.
Tim: Oh.
Kon: Should we tell him?
Tim: Absolutely not.
Jon: WHY?!
Tim: It's funnier this way.
Damian: Drake.
Tim: Fine.
Jon: Finally.
Tim: It all started—
Kon: When I stole his coffee.
Tim: No.
Kon: Right. Wrong story.
Jon: WRONG STORY?
Steph: There are like... six versions.
Cass: Seven.
Steph: Seven?
Cass: Jason made one up.
Jason, from the kitchen: IT WAS BETTER THAN THE REAL ONE.
Tim: It really wasn't.
Jason: Agree to disagree!
Jon: Can someone just tell me what actually happened?
Kon: We became friends.
Jon: Then?
Tim: We kept almost dying.
Jon: That's... concerning.
Steph: Pretty standard for them.
Kon: Then we got really emotionally attached.
Jon: Okay...
Tim: But neither of us noticed.
Steph: They were the last people to notice.
Cass: Last.
Damian: Grayson noticed first.
Dick: I DID.
Tim: You imagined it.
Dick: Timmy, you looked at Kon like he hung the moon.
Tim: That's ridiculous.
Kon: *smiles*
Tim: ...
Steph: He's doing the face.
Jon: What face?
Steph: The one.
Cass: Soft.
Damian: Revoltingly so.
Tim: I am making a normal face.
Jason: You absolutely are not.
Kon: Keep talking about me.
Tim: No.
Kon: Please?
Tim: ...Maybe.
Steph: THERE IT IS.
Jon: Wait, he actually gets like that?
Damian: Drake becomes significantly less irritating in Kon's presence.
Tim: Thanks?
Damian: It was not intended as praise.
Kon: I think it's cute.
Damian: Of course you do.
Jon: So who confessed?
(Silence.)
Jon: Guys?
(More silence.)
Jon: ...Guys?
Steph: This is my favorite part.
Jason: Oh, this is hilarious.
Dick: I have the screenshots.
Tim: Delete them.
Dick: Never.
Kon: In our defense—
Tim: There isn't one.
Jon: WHAT HAPPENED?
Dick: They accidentally confessed.
Jon: How do you ACCIDENTALLY confess?
Steph: Oh, just watch.
Dick: Kon texted Tim—
Kon: I meant to text Bart.
Tim: Important distinction.
Kon: I sent Tim a message that said, "I think I'm in love with Tim."
Jon: ...
Jon: YOU SENT THAT TO TIM?
Kon: Yes.
Jon: ON ACCIDENT?
Kon: Yes.
Jon: WHAT DID YOU DO?!
Kon: I threw my phone across the room.
Bart, appearing out of nowhere: He screamed for like five minutes.
Kon: Thank you, Bart.
Bart: You're welcome!
Jon: Tim?
Tim: I stared at my phone.
Steph: For twenty-three minutes.
Tim: Twenty-one.
Steph: Twenty-three.
Tim: Whatever.
Dick: Then he texted me.
Jon: What did he say?
Dick: "Hypothetically speaking..."
Everyone: OH MY GOD.
Tim: I PANICKED.
Steph: He opened with "Hypothetically speaking, if someone accidentally confessed their love for you..."
Jason: "...what's the etiquette?"
Bart: I still laugh about that.
Jon: WHAT DID YOU REPLY?
Dick: I said, "Do you love him back?"
Jon: Logical.
Dick: Tim disappeared for another fifteen minutes.
Tim: I was thinking.
Steph: You were blue-screening.
Tim: Also true.
Kon: Meanwhile, I was digging my own grave.
Bart: Literally.
Jon: Literally?
Bart: We had shovels.
Kon: It felt appropriate.
Jon: This family is exhausting.
Damian: Correct.
Jon: So then what happened?
Tim: I went to the Kent's farm.
Kon: I assumed he was there to reject me.
Tim: Which is insane.
Kon: In hindsight, yes.
Tim: I knocked.
Kon: I opened the door.
Tim: Then I forgot every word I'd ever learned.
Steph: Canonically true.
Tim: I had a speech.
Jason: He absolutely did.
Tim: It was gone.
Kon: So we just stared at each other.
Jon: For how long?
Bart: Long enough that I left to get snacks.
Jon: ...
Bart: I came back.
Jon: ...
Bart: They were still staring.
Tim: It wasn't that long.
Bart: I microwaved popcorn.
Steph: Twice.
Tim: Details.
Kon: Then Tim finally said—
Tim: "Hi."
Jon: THAT WAS THE SPEECH?
Tim: NO.
Kon: Then I said "Hi."
Jon: ...
Jon: THAT'S IT?
Kon: Then we stared again.
Damian: I have never witnessed two supposedly intelligent individuals fail so catastrophically at communication.
Cass: Cute though.
Damian: In an embarrassing sort of way.
Tim: Eventually I said—
Kon: "I think I'm in love with you too."
Jon: FINALLY.
Steph: Then Kon started crying.
Kon: A little.
Jason: Like a lot.
Kon: A reasonable amount!
Tim: Then I started crying.
Jon: YOU?!
Tim: It had been a stressful day.
Steph: They both cried.
Cass: Hugged.
Dick: Bart cried because they were crying.
Bart: It was emotional!
Jon: That's it?
Steph: That's it.
Jon: You made it sound like this huge dramatic story.
Dick: It was.
Jon: No, it wasn't.
Bart: You had to be there.
Kon: Best day ever.
Tim: Yeah.
Kon: Love you.
Tim: Love you too.
(The room goes quiet.)
Damian: I take back everything I have ever said.
Jon: Really?
Damian: No.
Damian: That was still disgusting.
Bruce: The next agenda item—
(His phone buzzes.)
Bruce: ...
(He silences it.)
Diana: Everything alright?
Bruce: Yes.
Hal: You're lying.
Bruce: I am.
Barry: Who's calling Batman during a Justice League meeting?
Bruce: It's nothing.
(The phone immediately starts ringing again.)
Bruce: ...
Clark: You should probably answer it.
Bruce: They'll stop.
(The phone stops ringing.)
Bruce: See?
(It starts ringing a third time.)
Bruce: ...
Arthur: That sounds urgent.
Bruce: It isn't.
J'onn: Batman.
Bruce: J'onn.
J'onn: Your heartbeat indicates resignation, not concern.
Bruce: Correct.
Hal: Oh, now I really want to know who's calling.
(The phone rings a fourth time.)
Bruce: Excuse me.
(He answers.)
Bruce: What.
Seven voices at once: BRUCE!!
Bruce: Why are you yelling?
Dick: JASON STARTED A FIRE!
Jason: I DID NOT!
Steph: HE ABSOLUTELY DID!
Jason: IT'S BARELY A FIRE!
Tim: THAT IS NOT HOW FIRES WORK!
Damian: Todd has committed arson.
Jason: IT WAS AN ACCIDENT!
Cass: Big fire.
Duke: Like... really big fire.
Bruce: ...
Bruce: Define "big."
Jason: That's subjective.
Bruce: Jason.
Jason: Bigger than a toaster.
Tim: It's in the kitchen.
Bruce: Jason.
Jason: The old kitchen.
Bruce: ...
Bruce: What happened to the kitchen?
Jason: Depends who you ask.
Steph: IT EXPLODED.
Jason: "Exploded" is a strong word.
Tim: THE OVEN IS IN THE POOL.
Arthur: ...How?
Bruce: I don't know, Arthur.
Dick: Bruce, don't be mad.
Bruce: Richard.
Dick: Jason—
Jason: Don't throw me under the bus!
Dick: You drove the bus into the house!
Bruce: Stop.
Everyone: ...
Bruce: One person speaks.
Everyone: ...
Bruce: Now.
Everyone: ...
Bruce: Fine. Damian.
Damian: Todd attempted to prepare garlic bread.
Bruce: ...
Bruce: Jason.
Jason: In my defense—
Bruce: No.
Jason: Fair.
Damian: He neglected to remove the packaging.
Jason: I forgot.
Steph: IT WAS PLASTIC.
Jason: I KNOW THAT NOW.
Tim: Then he panicked.
Duke: Then Dick panicked because Jason panicked.
Dick: Jason was yelling "IT'S FINE!"
Jason: It WAS fine.
Cass: Wasn't.
Tim: Then Steph grabbed the fire extinguisher.
Steph: Like a responsible adult.
Tim: She sprayed Jason.
Steph: He was closest.
Jason: I WAS NOT THE FIRE!
Steph: You were emotionally the fire.
Clark: *snorts*
Bruce: Clark.
Clark: Sorry.
Hal: Don't apologize. This is incredible.
Barry: Wait, is that everyone?
Bruce: Unfortunately.
Dick: Hi, League!
Steph: Is this on speaker?!
Bruce: No.
Hal: It is now.
(Hal taps the speaker button before Bruce can stop him.)
Bruce: Hal.
Hal: You're welcome, Spooky.
Dick: Hi, Hal!
Hal: Hi, Dick!
Barry: Hey, is Wally there?
Dick: Yeah, he's helping Alfred.
Barry: Can I say hi?
Bruce: Barry—
Dick: WALLY! YOUR UNCLE IS ON THE PHONE!
Wally, somewhere in the distance: TELL HIM I'M BUSY TRYING TO SAVE JASON FROM ALFRED!
Jason: SAVE ME!
Alfred, faintly: You are not escaping, Master Jason.
Jason: BRUCE, HELP.
Bruce: No.
Clark: That's fair.
Jason: YOU'RE SUPPOSED TO BE MY FATHER.
Bruce: I am.
Jason: ACT LIKE IT.
Bruce: I am.
Jason: THIS ISN'T SUPPORTIVE.
Bruce: Neither was the kitchen.
Barry: I'm crying.
Hal: Bruce has seven children and somehow none of them know how to cook.
Tim: Excuse me.
Hal: You know how?
Tim: No.
Hal: Thought so.
Damian: Pennyworth forbids us from entering the kitchen unattended.
Arthur: That's... concerning.
Steph: We have color-coded privilege levels.
Diana: Color-coded?
Cass: Green. Can cook.
Duke: Yellow. Can make sandwiches.
Dick: Orange. Supervised cooking.
Tim: Red. Absolutely not.
Barry: Which one is Jason?
Everyone on the phone: BLACK.
Jason: RUDE.
Steph: It literally says "If Jason enters the kitchen, notify Alfred immediately."
Hal: There's a sign?
Dick: Laminated.
Clark: Bruce..?
Bruce: I didn't make the sign.
Alfred, louder now: I did.
League: ...
Alfred: It has significantly reduced insurance claims.
Arthur: Insurance claims?!
Tim: You'd be amazed.
Jason: ONE TIME.
Cass: Nine.
Jason: Details.
Hal: This is the funniest thing I've ever heard.
Bruce: I fail to see the humor.
Clark: I don't.
Bruce: Of course you don't.
Clark: They're adorable.
Bruce: They are committing property damage.
Clark: Together.
Bruce: Clark.
Clark: Listen to them. They're calling you because they trust you.
Bruce: They're calling me because the oven is in the pool.
Clark: Still counts.
Barry: Aww.
Hal: Oh my God.
Arthur: He's smiling.
Diana: He absolutely is.
Clark: I'm not.
J'onn: You are.
Clark: Fine. Maybe a little.
Hal: Superman thinks Batman's disaster children are cute.
Barry: Write that down.
Clark: They are cute.
Bruce: They are twenty-five percent cute and seventy-five percent expensive.
Dick: We heard that!
Bruce: Good.
Steph: Rude!
Jason: I think we're at least forty percent cute.
Damian: I refuse to be categorized with these barbarians.
Cass: Cute.
Damian: ...
Damian: Acceptable.
Clark: See?
Bruce: Don't encourage them.
Clark: I can't help it.
Hal: Dude, you're whipped.
Clark: Am not.
Barry: You absolutely are.
Clark: Bruce is a great dad.
Hal: Bruce's children just called him because one of them accidentally launched an oven into a swimming pool.
Clark: Exactly.
Barry: Explain.
Clark: They knew he'd know what to do.
Bruce: I do know what to do.
Dick: Really?
Bruce: Yes.
Dick: Great, what do we do?
Bruce: Put Alfred on the phone.
(A brief shuffle.)
Alfred: Good afternoon, sir.
Bruce: Is everyone alive?
Alfred: Miraculously.
Bruce: Is the Manor still standing?
Alfred: Mostly.
Bruce: Is anyone seriously injured?
Alfred: Master Jason's pride has suffered catastrophic damage.
Jason: ALFRED!
Alfred: Other than that, no.
Bruce: Excellent. Handle it however you see fit.
Jason: WAIT, NO—
Bruce: I'll be home in an hour.
Alfred: Very good, sir.
(The call disconnects.)
The meeting room is completely silent.
Hal: I have one question.
Bruce: No.
Hal: How does this happen every week?
Bruce: Practice.
Barry: I want to come over sometime.
Bruce: No.
Clark: Can I?
Bruce: You already do.
Clark: True.
Hal: Seriously, Supes, you find that endearing?
Clark: Absolutely.
Barry: They called Bats like kids calling their dad because they broke something.
Clark: Exactly.
Arthur: They are all highly trained vigilantes.
Clark: Who still call B when they accidentally destroy the kitchen.
Diana: It is rather sweet.
Bruce: It is not sweet.
Clark: Bruce.
Bruce: Clark.
Clark: You answered on the fourth call.
Bruce: Because they only call that many times if it's important.
Hal: Or if Jason's cooking.
Bruce: Those are the same thing.
Clark: You didn't even ask if they were telling the truth.
Bruce: Because I already knew exactly who did it.
Barry: Without evidence?
Bruce: Jason said "in my defense" before I asked a single question.
Hal: Fair.
Clark, smiling at Bruce: You're a really good dad.
Bruce: ...
Hal: THERE'S THE SMILE.
Bruce: There is no smile.
Barry: Supes broke Batman.
Clark: I didn't break him.
Bruce, very quietly: We still need a new oven.
Clark: I'll buy you one.
Bruce: I know.
Hal: Oh, that's disgustingly domestic.
Barry: They're impossible.
Diana: They really are.
J'onn: It is, however, objectively adorable.
Bruce: The meeting is over.
Hal: We still have four agenda items.
Bruce: Not anymore.
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Prime: The door is locked. Should we call Jason to see if he can remotely hack this?
Kon: Don't bother. Jason and Tim are in that car following us.
Prime: What? That's impossible. I would've sensed them.
[Kon calls Tim]
Tim: Hey, Babe, I'm about to go into the theater so can't talk right now.
Kon: Sweetheart, just come out here and help us.
Tim: Love you~
[Kon ends the call]
Kon, to Prime: You really need to learn these things if you want to ask a former Robin on a date.
Tim having the worst excuses about Kon.
Tim: He’s not into men, Cassie.
Cassie: *raises eyebrow*
Cassie: Are we talking about the same Kon right now?
Tim: Yes! He’s had, like, several partners and they were all women!
Cassie: Okay but have you seen how he dresses though?
Tim: You can’t just base sexuality off their clothing!
Cassie: When it comes to Kon you can.
—
Bart: Okay but the hand placement?
Tim: What do you mean?
Bart: He had his arm literally around your waist.
Tim: So? It’s normal.
Bart:
—
Tim: *staring at Kon*
Cassie: Stop that.
Tim: Huh?
Cassie: Don’t yearn when you can have.
Tim: But I can’t have.
Cassie: Did you literally not see the wink he gave you?
Tim: Yeah, but it was just a friendly wink.
Cassie: Your mind is an interesting place, Tim.
—
(After Kon gave the most emotional— definitely platonic— speech to Tim)
Tim: Aw, you’re such a great friend.
Bart:
Cassie:
Kon: I give up
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