Another day, another hyper fixation, another attachment to another character
thursday nights are for gossiping and complaining in the cave π€
They are already selling data to midjourney, and it's very likely your work is already being used to train their models because you have to OPT OUT of this, not opt in. Very scummy of them to roll this out unannounced.
DM: [Describing a Mindflayer cult.*]
Warlock: They're scientologists?
DM: Now, now don't insult the Mindflayers like that.
do u have a vibrator in ur pants or is ur penis just so scared
Inspired by thisΒ beautiful post by @hi-im-little-miss-me
Bat-fam watching Lego Batman and loving it, with extra uncle Supes
Hobie just knowing how to do hair and one day, when he's staying over at Miles' dorm, he just brings out a comb, grease, some jam and pats between his legs
"C'mere."
"Uh...why ?"
"I'm gonna do your hair, duh."
And Miles jumps because he doesn't like other people touching his hair because he's tenderheaded and would cry whenever his parents would comb his hair but Hobie just grabs him and forces him to sit down and Miles is flinching but when Hobie starts combing his hair, he actually relaxes because Hobie's hands are so gentle and Miles actually falls asleep and wakes up with cornrows
"Oh...wow..."
"Told you that you were just bein' a baby."
"Usually it takes forever for other people to do my hair..."
"Let me guess. Tenderheaded ?"
"Yeah..."
"Same boat. That's why I learned to do my own hair. It's easier that way. No one yankin' and pullin' and leaving with killer migraines"
And he just throws Miles a durag he pulled out of nowhere, tells him to tie it up before he goes to bed and goes about his business and Miles asks him to do his hair every time he comes over.
Bonus: People are jealous that Miles comes in with cool new hairstyles every week and some of them even beg for him to hook them up with his 'stylist'
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π€¨? What do you mean this didnβt happened in the movie?
(ID: A video slideshow of 3 images depicting Miles and Earth 42 Miles. Miles is tied up to a punching bag. 42 milesβ claw is in a tight fist on the left of his face.
In text bubbles:
Miles: AHH! Donβt point that claw in my face!
(Pause)
Miles: β¦ is you LGB(t) βcause your claw pink-
42 Miles: itβs PURPLE.)
Damian being a gen alpha implies in gen alpha Jon too ...
[at a sleepover]
Damian, whispering: Jon?
Jon: Yeah?
Damian: Our planet is doomed.
Jon: Yeah, it is.
Jon: Wanna sneak downstairs for snacks?
Damian: Sure.
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Steph, as a Batburger cashier: Sorry ma'am, that product was discontinued months ago.
Jon: *secretly starts recording*
Margie: You didn't even bother to check! What kind of lazy service is this? No wonder the world is the way it is with your generation. I should call the corporate hotline right now and report you for refusing to serve a paying customer. See how you like it when you lose your job.
Damian: Hey Karen, she said they don't have it anymore. Either get something else or leave. Some of us have places to be.
Margie: And who do you think you are?
Damian, pointing to Jon's camera: The best friend of someone with 150,000 followers.
Jon: Say hi to the internet!
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Damian and Jon: *putting up hand-drawn posters around town*
Comm. Gordon: What are you kids doing?
Damian: Advertising our joint channel.
Jon: We're gonna have an epic Cheese Viking and Fortnite mashup tournament.
Damian: Proceeds go to the Wayne Foundation.
Comm. Gordon: *scribbles a note and hands it to them*
Comm. Gordon: If anyone asks you for a permit, it's on me.
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Damian and Jon: *huddled around the Batcomputer*
Jon: I think we should sort it by distance instead.
Damian, typing code: Good idea.
Barbara: What's that?
Jon: Our new website.
Damian: It allows people to report stray animals they see without the risk that comes with physical contact.
Barbara: Oh, cool. Carry on.
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Kara: What do you want to drink?
Jon: Mountain Dew. Dami, you want one?
Damian: Depends. Is it vegan?
Kara: *starts typing into Google*
Jon: Hey Alexa, is Mountain Dew vegan?
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[texting]
Jon: Dami, get on Discord.
Damian: Why?
Jon: Live-action One Piece streaming in the Gay Minecraft server.
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Jon: Ms. Kyle, check it out!
Selina: What is it?
Damian: TikTok added a set of Catwoman stickers.
Selina: Show me.
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Kate: I still think you are far too young for things like Instagram.
Damian and Jon: *snicker*
Kate: What?
Jon: Well, Ms. Kane, how should we put it...
Damian: No one uses Instagram anymore.
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Jon: *takes a 0.5 of him and Damian with Dick in the background*
Damian: You're in our BeReal now. Deal with it.
Dick: What's a BeReal?
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Damian, handing Jon a rock: I would like to buy this playhouse.
Jon: Too bad, the economy just disappeared.
Lois: What are you doing?
Jon: We're playing Society.
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Damian: Alfred, we're hungry.
Alfred, on the phone: *makes the thumb and pinky gesture and mouths "I'm busy"*
Jon: Huh?
Alfred: I'm on the phone, boys.
Damian: I think he meant this.
Damian: *puts his palm to his ear*
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Jon: Parkour!
Jon: *hops over a log*
Jon: Parkour!
Jon: *climbs a tree*
Damian: *recording*
Clark, to Bruce: That's one way to play.
Bruce: Mhm.
Clark: Do you ever get worried about, you know, how these kids are turning out?
Jon: Parkouβ
Damian: Wait, stop, there's a bird's egg here. I wonder what species it is.
Jon: I have an app that can scan it.
Bruce, to Clark: I think they're gonna be alright.