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Darryl Banks -Robin and Nightcrawler

Our dashing, circus-trained heroes off on patrol, and it looks like they've picked a target, who will doubtless be impressed by the acrobatic grace and prowess on display, in between getting the crap kicked out of them

melatiaal

spicy-apple-pie

based on that one scene from Ghost Stories lol

Commission Info / Kofi (members get comics a week early)

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his things.

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This was a deleted scene in the crossover episode (trust)

oldwhitebox

Greetings from Gotham 🦇

My piece for the Batman in Crisis stamp rally at Smash!

shmooseee

me when i enter the green room that makes me hallucinate my son with his face blown off

rainynovaside

I may have overdone the textures mayhaps

sneak peek from a wip comic about the garzonas case.

berryinnit

t-shirt with the words “high-functioning corpse” printed on it

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D!ck and Jason./

mulders-too-large-shirt

occasionally, you will discover an artist who drew roughly 300 beautiful pictures of your favorite characters over the course of a month and then never touched them again. you must accept this as a gift.

xenosaurus

every time a website describes "appetite suppressant" as a feature of a type of food, i kill another hostage

xenosaurus

"nuts are an appetite suppressant!" BECAUSE THEY ARE FOOD. YOU ARE LESS HUNGRY BECAUSE YOU ATE FOOD.

xenosaurus

the diet industry is so unbelievably fucked and it’s in your fucking walls. “keeps you full longer so you don’t get hungry an hour after lunch when you’re trying to do something” is a neutral statement of benefit but no we have to treat pistachios like crucial medicine in the war against basic bodily functions.

eating disorder recovery is just getting angry over and over again because food is treated like some horrible necessary evil instead of one of the great joys of life. eat some nuts because they taste good and you are a living thing that thrives on pleasure and calories. you need both.

I need to get some sleep but in case you need to hear it: you deserve to eat. your appetite is not the enemy. if you can, treat yourself to a filling meal of foods you love today. throw pistachio shells at people. be free.

xenosaurus

DISCLAIMER: if you or your selected victim have a nut allergy, consider throwing rocks instead. I love you.

oifaaa

Guess who found out she still had 3 pieces of sticker paper left and is now making herself a Jason Todd sticker sheet

Thats right it was your mum she asked me to make one for her last night when we were in bed together

lesbianshepard

honey is the only food product that never spoils. there are pots of honey that are over five thousand years old and still completely edible

lesbianshepard

i also want to point out we know it tastes the same even after thousands of years b/c archaeologists who discovered two thousand year old honey tasted it. presumably right after they looked at each other and went “what the hell here goes nothing”

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key--lime--pie

I’m pretty sure they also identify human remains by taste. Archaeologists are straight up freaks.

notaflippinmermaid

No, no no… you identify bone from rock or other substances by touching it to your tongue. If it sticks, it’s bone. The taste itself has nothing to do with it. And most archaeologists won’t lick human bones if they know they’re human.

…and I realize that doesn’t actually do much to prove archaeologists aren’t freaks.

midnightmindcave

mai nam is jane and wen i dig i fynde some roks both smol and big i put my tung upon the stone for science yes i lik the bone

dinosauriaawesome

I’m sitting with a bunch of archaeologists and we just laughed so hard we CRIED we’re getting tshirts with this on them

thesaltofcarthage

I will never ever get tired of seeing bredlik poems. It is really one of the seminal art forms of the century. I am not being sarcastic.

wholesome-dragon-lady

If I ever don’t reblog this, assume I’m dead and archaeologists are licking my bones.

psychotic-gerard

me, every single time i see people (especially women) talking about the divine feminine energy, or the sacredness of the womb or whatever it is now:

[image description: a two-panel photo of a person dialling a number and then placing the phone to their ear. the contact is saved as ‘Ursula K. Le Guin’ /end ID]

context is this quote by her:

But I didn’t and still don’t like making a cult of women’s knowledge, preening ourselves on knowing things men don’t know, women’s deep irrational wisdom, women’s instinctive knowledge of Nature, and so on. All that all too often merely reinforces the masculinist idea of women as primitive and inferior – women’s knowledge as elementary, primitive, always down below at the dark roots, while men get to cultivate and own the flowers and crops that come up into the light. But why should women keep talking baby talk while men get to grow up? Why should women feel blindly while men get to think?