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love to think about dick and jaybin brotherism if it was in the modern era. here’s a scene i’ve been rotating in my head:
*on a road trip for some reason*
dick (18): i’m gonna stop at the 7-11 up here, you want anything?
jason (13): yeah, a pack of marlboros
dick: smoking kills, you know
jason: and those zyns destroy your gums
dick: that’s different, i’m eighteen
jason: still not old enough to buy those things, you’ve got a fake id
dick: so what?
jason: do you think bruce’d be happy to know you buy drugs and alcohol with a fake id?
dick: bruce isn’t the boss of me
jason: he’s the boss of me, and you’re a bad influence. what would he say if i told him there were drugs in your car?
dick: there aren’t drugs in my car
jason, pulling a baggie of weed from his pocket and shoving it in the glove box: there are now
dick: …you’re getting lucky strikes, they’re cheaper
jason: YOUR DAD IS A BILLIONAIRE
i like to think that at the league of assassins jason used to get so bored of having no access to media/tv that he would just compensate by singing excessively every theme tune/pop culture song he knew whenever he was working/training, which means damian probably knew all these pop culture references already when he got to gotham, except when tim puts on the tv and he hears a popular ad jingle play during commercials he doesn’t get a fun ‘oh haha i recognise that tune’ moment instead its him hearing an ed sheeran song and having a rapid war flashback to watching jason viscerally rip the heads off a group of about 20 men attempting to harm damian while dancing and singing fucking Starlord, Guardians of the Galaxy style.
dick, humming as he makes toast: dontcha’ know, i’m still standin, betta than i eva did~
damian, experiencing both nostalgia and confusion at the same time: why are you singing a battle cry? we are in the kitchen.
tim: did you just call one of the songs from the Sing soundtrack a fucking battle cry?
damian:
damian: what’s Sing.
i feel so bad for nikola tesla like imagine spending years beefing with a guy who has conned the public into believing he's some sort of supergenius when in reality it's his overworked employees developing all of his world-changing inventions and you end up dying broke and starving and alone and then 100 years later another guy cons the public into believing he's some sort of supergenius when in reality it's his overworked employees developing all of his world-changing inventions and he's doing it all IN YOUR NAME. he must be rolling in his grave like a fucking rotisserie chicken
His ghost is setting those cars on fire actually
I hadn’t really considered “the agnostic demigod of electromagnetism is the reason Musk’s companies fail” before, but I like the concept.
musk is going to die in a Tesla explosion in 6 months after sticking his nose where it doesn't belong and we will never get a conclusive answer on whether it was a CIA car bomb or just a normal Tesla malfunction
Like to charge, reblog to cast
This website is so so so good
“kill them with kindness” Wrong. CURSE OF RA 𓀀 𓀁 𓀂 𓀃 𓀄 𓀅 𓀆 𓀇 𓀈 𓀉 𓀊 𓀋 𓀌 𓀍 𓀎 𓀏 𓀐 𓀑 𓀒 𓀓 𓀔 𓀕 𓀖 𓀗 𓀘 𓀙 𓀚 𓀛 𓀜 𓀝 𓀞 𓀟 𓀠 𓀡 𓀢 𓀣 𓀤 𓀥 𓀦 𓀧 𓀨 𓀩 𓀪 𓀫 𓀬 𓀭 𓀮 𓀯 𓀰 𓀱 𓀲 𓀳 𓀴 𓀵 𓀶 𓀷 𓀸 𓀹 𓀺 𓀻 𓀼 𓀽 𓀾 𓀿 𓁀 𓁁 𓁂 𓁃 𓁄 𓁅 𓁆 𓁇 𓁈 𓁉 𓁊 𓁋 𓁌 𓁍 𓁎 𓁏 𓁐 𓁑 𓀄 𓀅 𓀆
This is just Gardiner's sign list of Egyptian Hieroglyphics A1-B2 with a couple of repeats thrown in at the end. You've thrown a vocabulary list at us.
"Kill them with kindness" Wrong. CURSE OF CEASAR
A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R S T U V W X Y Z S P Q R
I plugged 3 consoles into one A/V port for maximum gaming.
Battle for dominance in the game dome
Y'all can’t just leave these gems in the tags, dudes
they should make clothes that are designed by people who are familiar with human anatomy & physiology
“Through the Ages”
Damian’s vast vocabulary of insults VS Jon’s Kryptonian invulnerability. The victor is apparent every time.
How do they keep making later and later stages of late-capitalism
through innovative, synergistic solutions that align strategic stakeholders along key performance indicators
"Ok, ma'am that'll be $226.03."
I take my wallet out of my pocket and unfold it. It is empty other than a single moth that lazily flies out. The moth lands on the tap point of the card reader. There's a beat, and my payment is processed. The moth flies back into my wallet and I put it back in my pocket.
I am not taking a risk
Not risking it pals
U know what I want potato of luck
Damn right I’m reblogging. See previous post re wrath of whatever from high atop the thing.
I'm not risking anything after the week I've had
People from other cities: How can Batman keep training these child soldiers for his crusade? It's child cruelty and he should be investigated!
Gothamites: The children yearn to fight crime. At least the birds have adult supervision, cause I sure as hell didn't.
Lucius Fox must be having SUCH a bad time if he knows Bruce Wayne’s secret identity because now he has to sit through board meetings next to a man who he knows broke sixteen bones between two henchmen last night because they didn’t give Batman the hideout address fast enough but is somehow patient and self-controlled enough to let Lisa from WE Accounting rip into him without even twitching.
It just must be so weird for him because, because, Alfred RAISED this man, he's used to it. Lucius is just a hyper-competent employee who for whatever reason is now in on the secret that his boss, Gotham's princely billionaire playboy with a heart of gold and a head of jello, is also BATMAN. The real honest to goodness Batman who strikes terror in the hearts of criminals is vocally worrying to the board that some of their employees may suffer from burnout and have we made sure they're using their vacation days? Oh, Lisa, I'm so sorry I didn't take the end of the quarter into account again, you know me, mind like a slip n slide, by the way did anyone see that dress Veronica Vreeland wore to my last gala?
Sir I KNOW you just choke-slammed Killer Croc eight hours ago. Please stop.
i get into a horrific car accident while carrying a crock pot full of meatballs in the passenger seat. at the hospital, the surgeons cannot sort out which chunks of meat are me and which are not, so I end up with several meatballs sewn into my guts. despite this I make a full recovery, and they elect not to remove the meatballs because quote 'they seem comfy in there.' i go on the talk show circuit and become moderately famous as The Meatballs Woman. when i die i am buried under a gravestone with meatballs carved on it. in the year 2438, a grad student from what is now Cambodia who is studying the late pre-collapse American Empire writes her thesis on this, concluding that I probably never existed and was a conflation of several real stories and urban legends. years later, a pop-history book wildly misinterprets this and several other things, arguing for the existence of a historic American religious pantheon including figures like The Meatballs Woman, Florida Man, Emperor Norton, etc. this book sells bizarrely well and inspires a new neo-pagan movement, which in turn leads to a weird shipping community, resulting in a small but vibrant scene of ABO fics featuring me and MrBeast (who in this context has been interpreted as a god of excess and trickery)
this chilling scenario is only one of the multiple reasons I am going to attempt to not crash my car today