Crowley (drunk On A Bar): Sometimes I Cant Believe Myself. I Mean, I Slithered Here From Eden Just To

Crowley (drunk on a bar): sometimes I can’t believe myself. I mean, I slithered here from Eden just to what? Hide outside his damned door?

Hozier (taking notes): tell me more…

I can't. I start sobbing with laughter every single time I watch this. I can watch this three times in a row and still be crying with chuckles.

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And their explanations as to how all that happens are always frustratiny vague but they say it like the JL members are idiots for not connecting the dots.

Clark: but... But how can Justice...

Steph: You know how Nightwing's name comes from that one kryptonian legend? Well that's why obviously.

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Oliver: but surely the bat signal one is a lie... Obiects can't... Objects aren't people!

Jason, pulling out his All Blades: Well they could be, if you made an effort

Oliver: ....are you an actual person though

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Hal: But how could Robin have spawned out of Batman, that makes no sense!

Tim: hermaphroditism, duh

Barry: Oh come on, that's not even the accurate word

Robin: for humans it is not

You know what I need more of? The Batkids completely fucking with the Justice League and their rogues and coming up with stories for their existence.

Like I am talking about the creation of demigods sort of stories, like Loki sort of stories.

Duke has convinced all of Gotham that he's the Bat Signal brought to life and that's why he's never seen at night and why the signal literally doesn't work during the day. He's waiting giddily for the story to spread outside of the city.

The batkids have convinced half the League that Nightwing is quite literally Batman's lovechild with Justice. Hey, Constantine had a one night stand with the manifestation of a city and they've dealt with gods before, so surely it's not that surprising? Right???

I need more of the Batkids being little shits, of Alfred the-greatest-enabler Pennyworth backing them up and Bat(the-biggest-troll)man to never confirm the stories, but he doesn't deny them either.

There are spiderweb cracks running through my skull

And if you jammed your fingers in

You could pull and tear at the hull

Dig with your nails and break the skin;

But you just let sleeping dogs lie

You’re scared of that grey rotting meat

But me I want to bark and cry

I’m tired of lying at your feet

So I will bash my head against the cold hard tile

And I’ll bite off your hand before you even shout

And maybe I will die but I’ll go down in style

Chew until one of us can spit the other out.

A good tip to supporting people with disabilities: maybe listen to them?

Whenever my throat hurts it lasts for a super long time and I just don't talk, and this one time I went to the library and was asking them some info, so I get there, sign "hi", sign that i am hearing, and then show him question written on my phone. He basically says "gotcha don't worry" in sign language and starts explaining me stuff on paper. I sign "no no i am hearing I can hear you just not speak." He signs "yeah don't worry I gotcha". I ask another question and write along with it that I can hear him. He still answers on writing. I give up, parting ways and signing goodbye to him. People will sometimes assume I am deaf because of my noise cancelling earphones for sensory overload issues, which is a fair mistake, or because I use sign language for other reasons -but this was the first time my attempts at clarification were just plain ignored. I was so confused, how are you trying to support people you don't even listen to?

In other news, Caitlyn Scott-Lee, an autistic 16 years old girl, killed herself this year, now scientists want to read her private diary to better understand autistic people's struggles. Over 50% of autistic adults can speak, and among those who don't, many have access to alternative forms of communication, and they talk -about how they'd rather be called, what their feedback on some therapies and associations is... The point is they talk. Don't read a dead girl's private diary. Don't interview parents, families and physicians only in order to understand what's going on in autistic people's minds. It's not some extraordinary, deeply complicated mystery. Just listen.