Dick, To The Titans: OK This Is My Little Brother, Everyone Has To Be So Nice To Him!

I don't know who the fuck censored "hell" in that last image, but it sure as shit wasn't me. What is this, 3rd grade internet?

Danny Phantom but it’s mob psycho 100

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Hi,

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Tim, slightly drunk: I told you all that I lost my spleen, but I actually know exactly where it is, because Ra’s keeps it in a jar on his bedside table.

Jason, also drunk: THATS WHAT THAT IS?!?!

Tim: you’ve seen it? HOW HAVE YOU SEEN IT?!

Jason: I had to take Damian to visit Talia at the league!

Tim: AND YOU ENDED UP IN RA’S BEDROOM?

Jason: every time I go there I put an assortment of miscellaneous vegetables in his bedding to convince him he’s going insane.

Tim:

Tim: that’s actually kinda cool.

Jason: it’s the only thing that makes escourting the kid back and forth worth it.

Damian, twelve, Tim and Jason’s designated driver of the evening: I swear mother has assigned you to me like some sort of service dog, Todd.

Jason, nodding: or personal uber.

Tim: come to think of it I have seen you lay your head on him whenever you think he’s anxious-

Jason: HE SAYS IT HELPS-!

Damian: -fucking stay out of it, Drake!

Tim: aight damn

boyfriend asked what i was doing, told him i was editing a picture, boyfriend asked "is it something like house stretched out with the words 'menstrual blood' on it or some shit?", boyfriend was wrong, boyfriend was also onto something this goes hard

bitchy superbat friendship but it’s just Clark flying up and interrupting whatever borderline suicidal coping mechanism Bruce thought up this week and going “really? [coping mechanism]?” and Bruce goes “some of us can’t go sulk on the moon whenever we’re having a bad day” and Clark is 1) horrified that Bruce knows about that and 2) instantly distracted by the sulking accusation. they repeat variations of this conversation until Bruce breaks a bone he actually needs to function (arguable) and Clark offers to fly him home; said offer is rejected immediately so instead he sits in Bruce’s passenger seat and tries not to — you guessed it — sulk. when they’re about to pull into the Cave, Clark sheepishly asks Bruce if him sitting on the moon is disturbing anything important and should he be worried. Bruce turns in his seat and looks at him like this 😐 nothing else is said

DRAG THAT BOY DOWN HERE 🗣️🗣️🗣️