Fanged deku my beloved
Robin, after dealing with an annoying person at work: Do you think we could kill him?
Steve: We can’t.
Steve: Nancy could though
Robin: Let’s call her
Keith:
Keith: I can hear you
Robin: Good.
Miss Piggy's response to misogyny and fatphobia is physical violence and I think we should all take something from that
(Courtesy of my lovely partner that doesn’t use Tumblr)
So. All of the masks/the batman cowl they all have. Cameras in them? So if something happens on patrol they have pictures.
This was supposed to be in case something back happened. Every like, minute or so, they take a picture which goes onto the batcomputer
One year for Christmas dick and Tim spend. Hours. Days. Going through the pictures from the cowl and making Bruce a scrapbook of just.. pictures of his kids? Because there aren't many pictures of them all together
And so you have like. Pictures of Damian and Tim ahead of him on patrol bickering and dick mid-fall because he was playing the "wait till the last second to grapple" game and then missed the trigger
The real gems are from the solo robin and batman patrols. Especially Jason and Dicks patrols
They find a picture of Jason all curled up in the batmobile sleeping in Bruce's cape its adorable
I think it's even cuter if Bruce like.. goes through the pictures a lot. And he leaves like. Notes? So he doesn't forget the context
Like under damian and Tim just "I have no idea what they were arguing about, but the look on Damians face.."
A note under a picture of little robin!dick looking MISERABLE and it's just "apparently his 'cool trick' was not worth the four stitches."
You know all those humans are space orcs posts about how we anthropomorphise inanimate objects? Next time a computer asks me to confirm I’m human, I’m telling it about Fang, the small paper shredder at a neighbours house I met while helping her with organising and ended up feeding him different things over the course of a while bc there was that much to get rid of and if he ate too fast he overheated and had to be given time to calm down.
I cannot stress enough, he was not my paper shredder. He was the size of a waste paper bin under a desk, really simple. He was not named Fang by his owner. I have never not referred to him as Fang.
I spent a couple hours with Fang one day in the summer. It’s been years, I still think about Fang fairly regularly and consider getting a paper shredder like one might consider getting a dog. The worst part is everytime I get to that point in the line of thought, I think it wouldn’t be the same because it’s not Fang.
So I get emotionally invested in things quick.
Some more Billy Batson as a normal Justice League member as a kid HCs, mostly school related stuff hehe.
Billy frequently gets assigned Watchtower duties. And by that, I mean routing calls, managing the space station, and being the alarm in case things go wrong. This means a lot of being alone in space in a mostly empty floating hunk of metal doing nothing but telling heros they have backup coming or redirecting them to Batman because their problem is out of his pay grade. While doing all of this, I can imagine him sitting cross-legged in a giant chair doing online classes. (Bruce signed him up. He can accept his adoptive son risking his life, but he refuses to raise another drop out).
Billy, on Zoom with his teacher: No, Mr Smith, I am not in a space station. I swear.
Hal: *floats by outside the window, doing repairs on the Watchtower*
Billy:...its a green screen...
*the Watchtower suddenly lurches to the side as Hals distant yelling about "STUPID FUCKING SPACE JUNK" is heard*
Billy: a very realistic green screen...
Billy actually really enjoys being able to do online classes in space. His favorite spots to work in the Watchtower change every few weeks, but most of them have gained a few chairs/tables/blankets once other heros notice. His top 3 would be the main control room, one of the smaller meeting rooms, and the observation deck. On multiple occasions, heros have walked into a completely dark meeting room to find Billys face lit up by a screen as he shushes them (he's in the middle of testing).
Billy, groaning: Gosh dang it... my counselor wants a parent teacher conference...
Bruce, brow furrowed: Why? You have high grades.
Billy: Apparently, leaving mid exam to save the southern hemisphere from an alien invasion doesn't count as an excused absence...