Canon: They Died

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inspired by a friend misspeaking

this is an incredible map

I like to think that thanks to Jason's death, Dick's hair became straighter and let it grew bacause he couldn't care less. He was trying to be a good brother to Tim tho, and Timmy was trying to also be a good brother but you know, he was doing the best a little kid could know.

Minecraft (Looks over at my old aphmau obsession)

Happy Minecraft day

Goodluck Pikachu

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batman shooting somebody is crazy itself. BUT AT HIS SON?? DIABOLICAL.

Okay, so hear me out. There are species of animals that reject their offspring if they don’t “smell” right. Like something about the pheromones are off and thus the vibes are bad. You can’t be mine, you smell funny. Similarly, we know that hormones and neurochemical reactions play a large part in bonding between human babies and parents. Our brains are swimming in chemicals that have us looking at our squishy, decidedly odd-looking newborns and saying “it’s so cute, I wanna bite it.”

My dudes (gender neutral). My people. My fellow nerds. Superman initially rejecting his clone because he doesn’t smell right. The kid was in a soup of artificial, clone-making chemicals and he doesn’t smell like he should. But what the fuck is he supposed to smell like? Superman having no frame of reference for this crazy feeling, for this intense dislike of a person with his face, and struggling internally with it because he knows logically that this deep revulsion doesn’t make sense. Problem is, he physically can’t help it. Something about this kid makes his teeth itch and his fingers twitch.

Then the kid takes a shower and changes his clothes and oh. Why would I push him away? That’s my baby. Hate him? How could I hate my baby? My baby. My sweet, perfect, amazing angel baby. My baby. My baby. My baby. Mybabymybabymybabymybaby.

And it’s probably hilarious from the outside looking in, because Superman looked ready to light the kid on fire a minute ago and now he’s all gooey-eyed. No thoughts, just sappy smiles and burying his nose in the clone’s hair. He’s ready to pluck the moon from the sky and hang it on a string for his kid. It’s sweet and adorable.

It’s also completely, utterly terrifying. Seeing how quickly one of the strongest beings in the known universe fell victim to his own biology, how wildly the pendulum swung from one extreme to the other. Batman’s immediately planning a trip to the Fortress to gather intel on this reaction. How long does it last? Is it normal? Is it supposed to be like this? Does it have anything to do with the clone being a teenager and not a newborn? Would it be worse with a newborn? Does the League, does he need contingency plans for this?

And Superman—Clark recognizes the sudden shift, but can’t do a thing about it. He should be scared of how every concern in his mind gets swept away by this out-of-control hormonal response, but he doesn’t want to do a thing about it. He can’t help the smile plastered on his face when Kon—what a perfect name, a beautiful name for my baby, mybabymybabyMYbabymyBABYMYBABYMYBABYMYBABY—sighs contently in his sleep or scrunches his nose in disgust at new foods, new sensations.

Something in Clark’s eyes says “I don’t know what’s happening, help me,” but it quickly gets snuffed out by “I will flip this entire universe over if a single hair on my baby’s head is out of place.” And honestly? Yeah, it’s scary, but every parent he knows—Bruce included—totally gets it.

batkids reactions to TikTok ban

Alfred: Dearly beloved, we are gathered here today to celebrate the life of somebody who has been like another member of our family. Somebody who lifted our spirits in times of need and provided advice in times of crisis. Our very own TikTok.

Steph, in a black veil: *weeping*

Tim: *hugs her*

Duke, wistfully: I can still hear its AI voice.

Barbara: Shh, it's okay.

Bruce: May I say a few words?

Alfred: Of course.

Bruce: I didn't know TikTok well, and that is a regret I will carry for the rest of my days. But the way my family interacted with it, it's like it became a Robin on its own. I may not have much to say, but I will always remember the one-of-a-kind way it told Reddit stories on top of Subway Surfers.

Jason, angry: It should've been me, damn it!

Bruce: On behalf of all Americans, I would like to send my condolences to the Europeans, whose feeds will be dry without us. I would also like to send our regards—and data—to China, who has been supporting us through this difficult time. In lieu of flowers, please sign up for RedNote.

Cass, nodding: Anything but Meta.

Dick: That's right. We'll figure it out together.

Kate: *bursts in*

Kate: We have a situation.

Dick: What's up?

Kate: TikTok's back.

Steph: *screams*

Tim: Don't mind her. It's always a shock to the widows. What happened, Kate?

Kate: Lazarus Pit? Flashpoint? Who knows. The point is, TikTok is back.

Dick: That's fantastic!

Kate: I wouldn't celebrate so fast. It's back, but it's different.

Bruce: What do you mean?

Kate: We have to proceed with caution. TikTok is in its Red Hood era and the League of Assassins just scooped it up.

Bruce: You heard her. To the Batcave!