So... what the FUCK happened to my credentials?

A love triangle arc!? POUR MOI!?? Ugh, and I've committed so many resources to fucking New Jersey...

So is she, darling, so is she! Which is why we need to convince her to... be free of her stresses, and learn to open her heart again.

Exactly!

Now, I just need you to convince her to relax, and we'll be set~

Extremely~

I, literally, haven't said a thing.

at least ONE. of my children is doing something with themselves...

THAT'S MY SON!! THAT'S MY BOY!!!

is that interspecies erotica, or cryptid-fucking?

...pffft.

Wow, this shit is easy... I COULD be a writer.

Deciding that 'Hope' was for children, babies, and idiots, the super badass, but emotionally damaged, warrior-prince of the All-New, All-Different Titans popped his normal sized, and certainly not disco-flavored collar, gave the sky a BIG middle finger, and then backflipped off of a rooftop.

lotus chat should I get proper ramen for lunch, or just hit my microwave until it makes me a bowl?

[ writing down hallucijason, that would be very useful later on. ]

He faced the darkness as he always did. With a smile, humorous and full-bodied. The kind 'The Bat' could rarely ever draw forth. His wit was his strength. His hope, his shield. He'd fought his darkness before, and won. What hope could the once-beaten voice at the end of his perceptions do to him?

He growled at the demons in his mind, much like the father he never wanted to become, imploring them to quiet themselves as he brooded... But, much like that same father whose shadow he'd fought to break free of, he knew the demons would grant him no rest.

Betrayed by the ones he holds dearest, Nightwing retreated inward. Perhaps his golden heart was equal parts gift, and curse, after all...

Finally, the trailer's dropped! You'd better knock my socks off, James.

Chat, watch this.

@canadaclaws.bsky.social Is that your daughter? She's adorable~

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Relationship ended with Bruce Wayne. Now Batman is my Husband.

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YES! HE ACCUSED ME OF USING AI!

CLARK! KILL HIM!

"EXCUSE YOU. I would NEVER. have something like THAT anywhere near my personage! YOU don't know what the Source Wall is. That's on YOU, babe."

"'Curate'. HA! You really are new to this..." Her feed? Thank you for asking. It's exclusively a single video, no matter how far you scroll, or how often you refresh. A single, uninterrupted take, of a cosmic wall of dead gods, hubris-wracked corpses, and space debris, holding 'reality' in place.

"Because Social Media is, inherently, disintegration of your brainstem. Trying to offset that disintegration by filling up on political pundits, breaking newsflashes, and - fucking bat videos, is like smoking a cigarette with an EXTRA large filter. 'because it's safer'."

"Yeah, I can see that... where's the brainrot? The MUA Tutorials?? The weird, and off-putting beautiful women that stare at you and use their vocal stims to garner thousands of followers???"

You have the worst algorithm I've ever looked at...

...Alfred?! Delete my IG.

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...

You win this time, Dark Knight... but this isn't the last you've seen of me!

The bloody job, I forgot... God, and we can't have your reputation taking any more hits.

You use BLUE, because BLACK INK used to be extremely EXPENSIVE!

Convoluted isn't even the word, I - I feel as if I'm in a fever dream.

...that's impossible, don't ever lie to me again.

The Bat's 'blues' used to be indicative of his later years, no? The ... seventies, I believe? With 'gray and black' taking the stage moreso in the 90s, but ... I swear, ever since [ t̶̼͊h̷͓̍e̶̼̋ ̶̦̈́c̷̪̒r̵̹̀i̴̱͊ś̴͖ǐ̴̗s̵͇͒ ] I've just been so lost!

Te amo más, Clarkie~

Oh, shit. This means I lied to that pretty dress with the star earrings...

You are wholesale excused from being a Wayne, my love.

We're running it back, I fear...

Oh, bother ...

I haven't been to Costco in ages... anyone want to go partying tonight?

I'm trying my hardest, darling, but this is quite the train-wreck you've caught yourself😭in.

...my son is an idiot.

I could take him...