There Was No Fun In That Funeral... So Let's Do It Again!

There was no fun in that funeral... So let's do it again!

*pulling myself out of a shallow grave* you call this a fucking GRAVESITE, i call this a DISGRACE *dusting the dirt from my shroud* u gotta PACK the dirt in there boy i wanna feel like im being tucked into bed by a STEAMROLLER, i want 8.8k psi MINIMUM on this bitch *hacks up a shovelful of soil like a cat retching up a hairball* I'VE SLEPT UNDER MEATIER WEIGHTED BLANKETS

Hi,

It’s you friendly neighbor fanfic author here. In the light of this apparent new trend of people feeding unfinished fics to AI to get an “ending,” and some people even talking about “blanket permissions,” let me just say this:

I EXPLICITLY FORBID ANYONE TO FEED MY FICS TO AI. DUDE, THAT IS ABOUT THE LEAST RESPECTFUL THING YOU CAN DO. IF YOU DO IT, SHALL YOU BE EXCOMMUNICATED FROM YOUR FANDOM AND WALK ON LEGOS BAREFOOT TILL THE END OF DAYS.

That is my anti-permission.

Thank you for your attention.

this is an ancient meme now, but here it is anyway

dick: there’s only one thing worse than dying

dick: *rips paper off to reveal the words ‘Damian dying’*

jason: demon spawn

steph: bat brat

damian, nodding: myself

dick:

Tim was four days into a sleep deficit so he felt that to say that this predicament was his fault was a bit of a reach.

For it to be his fault he would have had to cognizant of the last 16 hours.

All he wanted to do was take a power nap in the nearest closest durring the Waynetech gala but nooo Bruce had to be taken hostage by the Joker.

So he did what he thought would work best and shoved uncle Clark into the nearest emergency bat storage and told him to suit up.

Maybe he looked a bit more confused than normal but they didn’t need a reporter they needed Batman!

That being said wasn’t uncle Clark supposed to be off-world?

Oh no.

———————

Jack honestly had no clue what was happening for the last six months so when he was told to be Batman he merely just shrugged as the frankly exhausted teen left him to his own.

With his son turning out to be part ghost to the government hunting down his said son and having to move shop halfway across the continent.

This might as well happen.

Grinning like a kid on Christmas, Jack plopped on the finishing touch.

“Oh Danno is not going to believe this!”

Raising a cloaked arm with a flourish Jack struck a pose.

“Alrighty Jack enough messing around! Time to save the party, Fenton style!

Shifting his feet, Jack took a deep breath before smoothing his face the best he could. After all, couldn’t have a smiling Batman! Before walking out the room and taking running leap through the wall to the streets of Gotham before grappling to the nearest building.

File 4: The Sixth Smokestack

True fans remember that Jumbo was the OG skateboard 🛹 🐕

He's so tiny, that dog is basically a horse

HE SAID THE THING 🎉🎉🎉 First time for everything

Man, this does not bode well for his injury count in one day

You're kidding me 😭

4x combo!?

(this definitely sets the stage for power scaling - he can't defend himself yet but charged in all the same 😭)

STATS:

Files read: 4

Ran's Horn: 1% (unchanged)

Times Conan/Shinichi Bonked in 1 day: 6

Faithful steeds acquired: 1