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I, honestly, need Jason picking up Bruce's arguments during fights and using them back on him. In the most unexpected moments. Just imagine Bruce getting mad during another of their patrols, and in the middle of the screaming session, Jason just switches and doubles him with his own phrases.

Jason: Okay, that's enough. You are benched from being my side-kick.

Bruce, flabbergasted: Excuse me?

Jason: You heard me. This is unspeakable violence you are displaying here, by the way.

Bruce: ???

Bruce: You are not going to berate me for smashing CRANE to the wall a few times.

Jason: Oh, why not?

Bruce: That was— That is justified.

Jason: Well, who do you think you are to decide what is justified and what is not? Huh, lad?

Bruce:

Bruce: Hood, that's—

Jason: Am I right, boys?

Tim, chewing on the popcorn: Yep, yep. Also hit him with a "What example are you showing to your little brother?" line for me.

Jason: Noted.

Bruce: ???????

Bruce: This is ridiculous. I can't stress enough how—

Jason: I am not your father to deal with this, B.

Bruce: I—

Bruce: Wait, when did I say something like that to you?

Jason: Before I ran away and died? Lol

Bruce: ...

Bruce: Oh. Shit.

The Whispering God- DCxDP prompt

There is a god that belongs to no pantheon. You don't pray to them as they do not need favor or give blessings by your will. They have no alter as they don't have a place they dwell.

They are only a rumor as only those that have heard him can speak of him.

It is said that you will hear him whisper in your ear a message only for you. He will tell you what is needed. His words were fate.

When Clytemnestra slayed her husband it was he who told her that it would be so and that she was right to do it. But the gods of greek denied her.

He whispered into the ear of Pierre Picaud that he was right to feel betrayed and inspired the story of the Count of Monte Cristo.

Here and there and everywhere he would whisper his words. If you listen to his words you will do something in wrath.

When a poacher kills elephants for ivory it is he who tells the elephants to stampede.

He will suggest that a plug be pulled here or a request left unfinished there.

He is considered an evil god that dwells in the back of their mind. So many disregard his existence, after all, he rarely is heard. Many don't think he exists at all.

So the only ones who have the chance to hear him are the ones willing to hear him are those desperate enough to listen.

Then there are the few to hear him well. Who feel him deep within. They are the chosen. When a human digs too deep that they catch the eyes of a divine. They are opened to a deeper understanding of the world.

Poe who saw the outline of despair and blessed with their misery. Shakespeare who wanted to create dreams made reality. And a family of bats who see feel the quiet rage of this god.

Yes, each of them has heard the call. The patriarch did not listen, however. He felt but did not answer. But his sons did.

Rage, vengeance, and the desire to correct the wrongs of this world flowed their their blood.

He squeezed the throat of the eldest boy when his hated enemy taunted him for his brother's death. He answered and took their life in return.

He chose the once dead revenant as his champion. To carry the light of vindication and create a balance where the light is dying.

The middle boy's heart was festered with indignation. He saw the dreadful arch that led before him and drove deeper in to the dark to drag truth out of it.

The only one with eyes to see him was resilient but he listens. Deep down he listens. He fights the shadows but he too will embrace them in time.

Then the youngest. He only learned through death the call. Still young he does not hear properly yet. But the whisperers will find him. They have already started showing him the way carved by the family he was born to.

Each has carried the torch into the dark. Cursed by the Whispering God. They can reject or embrace it but they must bear it unknowingly. A God that does not accept worship or acknowledgement but will not be ignored.

Because it's not fair. Revenge is justice. It is order. It is healing. It will be had.

My wife and I have a little game we play called "Speaking From Ignorance."

To play Speaking From Ignorance, all you need is a phone with a voice recorder, and another person who knows considerably more or considerably less about a topic than you do. The topic can be anything: from "how to bake a quiche" to "what happens in the Peter Jackson Hobbit movies" to "who is Florence Pugh" to "how does the traveling salesman problem work." All that matters is that one of you has a firm grasp on the material, and one of you absolutely the fuck does not.

Then the person who knows about the topic turns on the recorder, and says to the person who knows barely anything: "Hey - tell me everything you think you know about [X]."

The speaker is then not allowed to ask any questions. Nor is the expert allowed to volunteer any information. The expert is allowed to pipe up with a faintly incredulous "Oh--really? Do you--do you think so?" from time to time, but for the most part, the expert's job is just to sit there and make encouraging sounds while the speaker digs their own grave.

This is never not funny.

The reason you record it is because, very often, the first thing the speaker wants to do after finishing the recording is find out how you actually make a quiche, or whatever. Then you both get to go back and listen to how wrong they were.

We have a small library now of Speaking From Ignorance recordings, and I'm going to be listening to them until I'm eighty.

Remembered the phrase "[someone] is turning in his grave", as a way of saying that someone who's now dead would so deeply disapprove of something that a living person is doing that their corpse would stir in unease.

Then I remembered an expression, "even a worm will turn", as a way of saying that no matter how downtrodden or lowly someone seems, they can nonetheless turn against their abusers and oppressors once they've had enough of it.

Then cross-contamination happened and the phrase "a worm is turning in his grave" emerged to me. I have no idea what that means.

I don't think fantasy writers play enough with the concept of the different fantasy races having distinct ethnicities. Like imagine a group of mixed peoples, where the dwarves are all roasting each other like dwarves do, and one of them remarks that when he first saw one of the other dwarves in the group, he mistook her for a man. The other dwarves in the group blink in surprise - the closest that dwarves will go to an audible gasp of shock - and she pulls out a knife and tries to stab him.

Once the dwarves have been separated from each other and the situation has calmed, one of the humans asks another dwarf what that incident was about. Naturally a human woman would have been insulted too, but dwarves are so jovial about insulting each other, why was this matter different?

And the dwarf who was asked explains that there are things you can brutally insult another dwarf about, and there are things you simply do not touch. The dwarf-woman in question is from a completely different region of The Great Underground as the others, and her people have different norms about what kind of patterns men and women braid into their beards. The dwarf insulting her wasn't only insulting her appearance, he was being racist.

The human is surprised to learn that dwarves have different peoples, and the dwarf looks at them like at an idiot. Of course they do, they even look completely different from each other. And the human listens as the dwarf lists off various distinguishing clothing details too nuanced for a human to notice, and then how dwarves coming from different corners of the world have different physical traits, according to what kind of conditions their local stone types dictate.

The human spots a connection and goes oh! We have that too, though ours are not about rock types and tunnel air, but the weather aboveground. Humans' facial features vary by how hot, cold, arid or windy their ancestors' homelands were, and our skin tone varies by how much the sun shines in their native region.

The dwarf frowns at the last part, going "I thought you people just paint your skin and dye your hair for fun", and the human admits that yeah, we do that too, but not all the time, and not the whole skin. The dwarf asks, what of that tall woman the colour of dravite, her palms and the soles of her feet were lighter than the rest of her. Does that mean she paints herself dark to be more beautiful?

The human says no, that just happens naturally. Maybe it's because one's palms and feet aren't exposed to the sun as much, so they are paler.

The dwarf nods, still unsure whether this is actually legit or just the human habit of lying for fun, and proceeds to ask about the wild northman of their party. He is as pale as an olm, but the palms of his hands and the soles of his feet are dark. Are they painted, or naturally that way?

No, the human answers. That guy just doesn't bathe.

whatever here's life

I love talking to kids about disability bc

1. they often just Get It, and

2. they have 0 concept of disability as a tragedy or something pitiable.

I've watched kids get into an argument with a teacher bc they thought wheelchairs were cool. I told a kid that I can't stand for too long sometimes and they replied, "That's okay, I can't do cartwheels sometimes, but I just do other stuff then. You can sit down with me if you want". Today a girl asked me what the headphones on a classmate's desk were for and I told her that headphones are important for some kids because noises bother them, and she said she wished she had headphones at home, because her baby brothers make a lot of noise and it makes it hard to think. The idea that different people could use tools at different times is intuitive and simple and when accessibility aids are explained neutrally, kids don't see them as bad or unfortunate, they're just things that are useful.

Even mental disability!! In Kindergarten the other day one of the kids asked me why his table partner got stickers when nobody else did. I started off by saying, "Well, when you do your work well, it feels good, right? That's your brain giving you a reward," and the kid just right away went, "Oh, and the stickers are like his reward?" YES! You are 5 and have a better grasp on ADHD than most adults! Kids blow me away every day.

A restaurant named You're Not Supposed To Be Here, where the whole point is that the vibes are unnerving. The lighting is weird, the whole place has a faint scent that's not a bad smell, but it's certainly not food smell and you can't quite identify what the hell it is. The music is weirdly janky and you can't quite tell what's wrong with it, the vocals aren't exactly garbled but sung in a language you swear you've never heard anywhere and couldn't name if you tried. Only hiring staff who have anxiety and they're 100% permitted to show how much your presence here stresses them out.

Reblog to make him lose another 200 billion, like to make him lose 1 billion

I love talking with neurotypical people about my executive dysfunction because I'm like "yeah there's this invisible wall in my head that I'm incapable of getting past no matter what I do and it stops me from doing things" and they're like what the actual fuck

Meanwhile other neurodivergents are like

Ides of March gonna be real bittersweet this year

I come from a culture that has no nudity taboo - nudity is not considered inherently sexual, or somehow traumatising to witness. What that means in practice is that there is a clearly drawn line between sexual and non-sexual nudity. There is nothing wrong or inappropriate about nudity in a sexual context, and nothing wrong or inappropriate about nudity in a non-sexual context. However, it is 100% inappropriate to be nude in a situation where it is not obvious from context whether this is sexual or not.

I've seen random kids who briefly escaped from their parents bolt across a public park buck-ass naked after they were playing in the water fountain and their parents were in the middle of changing their kid from wet clothes to dry clothes when the small nudist escaped. Changing your small kid's clothes right there in public is ok because there is obviously nothing sexual about a child whose clothes got wet. But although people will have baby pictures of their kids in the bath or just running around the house like that because sometimes little apes hate clothes for some reason, it's considered common sense to not share those pictures on facebook mom groups and such, because you have no way of knowing who's seeing them, and that blurs the line of context.

It all boils down to the clearly defined context. Bathing nude in the same sauna with five of your co-workers at the office christmas party? Clearly nonsexual, therefore completely fine. Your friend-with-benefits inviting you to come over and opening the door in nothing but a doggy collar and the most porn-scented perfume? Clearly sexual, therefore completely fine. A woman checking her breasts for lumps in the gym lockers just before or after a shower? Clearly non-sexual, therefore completely fine.

But if you went to the bank today and there's some guy who walks in and immediately strips naked, doing his banking business wearing nothing but a deep smile and being clearly very content with this situation, you have no way of telling whether he's getting kicks out of this or not. There is no contextual reason for him to be nude. Therefore, that is inappropriate.

Then you go home and post on tumblr - as one does - going like "there was some dude completely fucking buck-ass naked in the bank today. That was fucking weird and I wish he had not done that." And someone immediately swoops into inform you that actually nudity is not inherently sexual or inappropriate, and there are cultures out there that have no nudity taboo. It's not fair to call somebody a freak for something like that, maybe that guy was just finnish.

Be wary. I have strewn various traps around this post

Shazam can be terrifying when he wants to right? I mean the guy is the CHAMPION OF MAGIC and has the power of the gods, of certain gods. More importantly, he has zues.

Why hasn't anyone had him make thunderstorms when angry and make thunder so loud you'll go deaf. Why isn't he making storms or playing with the atmospheric pressure when mad.

I am imagining thunder bringer with the cause being a cult messed with danny and hurt him while trying to make him obey them. I want terrifying shazam. I want Shazam and phantom supremacy. I want Shazam being an absolute menace and reminding wveryobe why he's the champion. I want the gods occasionally messing with them. I want aphrodite giving phantom tips on how to woo him. I want her making their love story.

I mostly want a pissed off overprotective Shazam and hurt Danny fic . I want Shazam to unintentionally get on batmans contingency plan list and take the number one spot.

I'm bored Oddessy au kinda

It's with Billy and danny or Shazam and phantom

Danny is the ghost king or the prince

Anyway phantom and Shazam are dating, they get married and the rock of eternity sends Shazam on a mission, he is missing for a few years so Billy and danny are no longer tlkids pretending to be adults but semi functioning adults pretending that they were adults the entire time. Their in their 20s.

Anyway Shazam comes back after fighting posiden and sees his palace aka the rock overrun with men trying to claim phantom. Phantom couldn't kick them out because of xema, so he had to endure. Any way hold them down happens and Shazam is pissed and walks around, grabs his bow detransforms into Billy thr 20 yearold puts they bow over a fire, pulls it back into his hand, string it, and shoots through the axes into the ringleader's throat.

The massacre happens and he sees Danny again. They then go on to never explaining why he was missing for over a decade and why he is married to the ghost king to the JL whne they leave the rock

Or Billy is Penelope and danny is oddyseus

Billy is staying in the infinite realms after they got married. Someone tried to take over and steal Danny's crown so they naturally go to war Danny leaves and tells him that he will be back. Danny doesn't because of cult shenanigans and comes back as a very bloody viking and just kills all of the people trying to steal the champion of magic just because he has no say in the realms because he isn't dead.

comfortable, decent quality bedding will change your life I'm so serious

Daddy issues... son issues??

Jason: Can a parent have daddy issues?

Tim: Obviously. They-

Jason: No I mean can they have daddy issues for their child?

Tim: What the actual heck are you on about?

Jason: Because I SWEAR Bruce has daddy issues for Dick.

Tim: WHAT? WHAT?!! What the actual-

Jason: No, think about it. Someone with daddy issues has: Fear of abandonment, difficulty trusting a partner, feeling insecure in a relationship, being clingy or possessive, needing constant reassurance, being easily jealous or suspicious, and attracting abusive partners.

Tim: *panicking* Hold-

Jason: *on a roll* NO. Bruce literally stalks dick and gets mad and scared over him leaving, he doesn't trust his robins to meet his standards, he constantly trauma-dumps on Alfred about his and Dick’s relationship, and he’s super clingy and possessive when it comes to Dick—like, look at the Titans! He’s obsessed. He literally asks Dick if things are alright between them CONSTANTLY. Abusive partners? I don't mean to talk shit about Talia and Selina but they're literally villains.

Tim: *having a crisis*

Jason: Bruce Wayne- the first man to have daddy issues... in reverse.

Tim: *whimpering* Please stop talking.

Jason: ...But wait... all these things... doesn't Dick have some of them too?!

Tim: NO!

Jason: *speeding up* No, no.. HOLY SHIT, IT'S A CYCLE! Bruce is feeding into Dick's issues and Dick is feeding into Bruce's because Bruce is looking for validation from Dick and Dick is looking for validation in Bruce and they-

Tim: *frantically calling* KON, COME PICK ME UP. I'M SCARED.

[ID: Omniscient Reader's Viewpoint fanart of Uriel wearing sunglasses and smirking as she holds a shotgun. End ID]

Just found out about the live action teaser today

"the ides of march". "neil banging out the tunes". "superputinelection"

calm down guys, it's only the 8th

OwO wats dis?

I’m onto you.

A few glimpses into Danny and Billy's lives.

Marvel: *bursts into the Hall of Justice* Phantom! You destroyed our children?!

Danny: Yes, I did.

Justice League: *shocked silence*

Marvel: Why?!

Danny: They were dead, I didn't want them to rot before my eyes.

Marvel: I could have brought them back to life!

Danny: Darling, that's cheating.

Marvel: No, it's not. You could have at least let me say goodbye!

Danny: Honey, we've been through this a hundred times. You'll cry for a week again, and then you'll get new ones. And then you'll start all over again.

Billy and Danny were talking about their plants, which Billy was very persistent in growing, but they still died. The League doesn't know about this and looks at the two in shock. Since when does Marvel have children besides the five and Dani? Why are they DYING?! And why is the Phantom so calm about it?! And does Marvel really make babies again when the old ones die?! He's not innocent?! And wait... Marvel can resurrect people?! Batman's paranoia has increased many times over.

Danny and Billy: *loudly arguing in a long-extinct language*

Flash: What are they arguing about?

Voltage (Freddy): The usual quarrels of ordinary people. Marvel threatens to divorce the Phantom, who actively denies his guilt.

Flash: Wait! The Phantom and Marvel are married?!

Voltage: Yeah, about a year. I thought you knew. The Captain took a month off for his honeymoon then.

Hal: Kid, we didn't know anything about this! Cap didn't tell us anything!

Batman: What's the reason for the fight?

Voltage: Something about another custody battle. Don't pay attention. They can always quarrel over trifles, but then they always kiss. I advise you not to be near this moment. It's disgusting.

The League looks in shock at the already kissing Phantom and Marvel. The Voltage winces and flies away. The heroes exchange glances and slowly leave.

Marvel: *covered in black blood* Darling! Guess who's back from jail!

Danny: You work there. And you fought with Zonus again? Don't come near me, wash up.

Marvel: But I love you so much.

Danny: *hisses and flies away*

Marvel: *laughs and runs after him*

Superman: He fought with Zonus?

Ms. Marvel: He does. The New Gods are betting on them.

Superman: What?

Klarion: Ugh, I hate it when they do that.

Zatanna: Do they flirt a lot?

Klarion: Every damn time. I feel sick watching them.

Nightwing: Shit! They went horizontal! Everybody get out! Get out!

Doomed by the narrative

Pose reference from here!

beginning sweetness never stays

doomed yaoi this doomed yuri that what about the ones left behind. what about the two vertices of a triangle whose apex was ripped off. what about the bitter, resentful, codependent bitches with a shared crater in their soul the size of a missing third, clinging to eachother in the aftermath of their loss desperately trying (or refusing) to move on. people who press together like the lips of a wound stitched shut

I wonder if he is dreaming of the perfect ending he never got to see