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"Fuck!" Said gordan.

I need some tags on this post cause what??? Are you talking about?????

imagine being fourteen and watch your big sister sacrifice herself for you in a violent death and then later have to see her every single day because her friends use a lifelike robot that looks exactly like her to make sandwiches??? and this robotic ghost hugs you and calls you sister?? dawn was not nearly annoying enough she deserved to scream every day

Peter, looking at Red Hood and Deadpool: I attract a type.

Lately I've been wanting a Spiderman/DC crossover fic but the twist is that it's the Batfamily that travels to the Marvel universe and ends up in Queens, it would be so funny, just imagine.

Nightwing: so you take care of all the crime here? Not only supervillains but also problems like kittens in trees?

Signal: He's like a meta spider firefighter

Red hood: And he doesn't have any crazy clown and he doesn't have to pretend to be a billionaire fool to hide his identity

Red robin: Well, to be fair, he does have a green goblin

Redhood: I'd take that crazy guy any day over the joker, WOW old man you must be so embarrassed

Batman:......

Spiderman: (noticeably worried but flattered?) Thanks for all your compliments but I think I should take you to my wizard friend to solve this little multiverse problem....

Batman:......even kittens?

Robin: Stop embarrassing yourself father, I'll take care of that in Gotham.

There would also be a little romance between Jason and Peter because why not? it would be so fun (and don't even tell me Jason wouldn't be dazzled by Peter)

SELL drugs, don’t do them.

i need some sleep

This is a comment someone appended to a photo of two men apparently having sex in a very fancy room, but it’s also kind of an amazing two-line poem? “His Wife has filled his house with chintz” is a really elegant and beautiful counterbalancing of h, f, and s sounds, and “chintz” is a perfect word choice here—sonically pleasing and good at evoking nouveau riche tackiness. And then “to keep it real I fuck him on the floor” collapses that whole mood with short percussive sounds—but it’s still a perfect iambic pentameter line, robust and a lovely obscene contrast with the chintz in the first line. Well done, tumblr user jjbang8

every time you see a headline like this

I want you to remember these ones

its so sad that radfem just means transphobe and not like. this

Shit not,

Together got.

Does anybody else, like, come out of there depression just long enough to cook or clean, or do somthing productive? And then your life comes crashing down stop you?? Is this just me??