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5 years ago

Batfam Jingle bells: Rewritten... Again.

Jingle Bells!

Batman yells!

Jason Todd is dead-

Dick is fired-

Tim is Tired

And Damian is mad.

OH!

swinging through Gotham-

looking for some crime

Gonna make some criminals

shit their pants tonight.

Scaring petty thefts.

defusing a bomb-

Joker has outdone himself

and now Timmy is gone-

OH!

Jingle claps

Batman snapped

That's a lot of kids-

Oh my god

please help this man

he might have an addiction-

OH!

Jingle hoes

There Grayson goes

wait- nevermind he's back

Tim's health at steak

he needs a break

so let him hit the sac

OH!

Jingle fun

Dami's done

but he loves them nonetheless

Jason shot

Batman "I think the fUCK NOT"

so he's the dissapointmenntttttt

THANK YOU AND GOOD NIGHT!


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10 months ago

Over analyzing AvA again below the cut

So In the box episode I'm still curious on why the stickmen with the outlines in the small town were so determined to avoid the color gang?

Cause they don't seem to have a genuine reason unless they just prefer to all be anti social but the chances of someone at least answering is still likely.

Unless something about rocket corp makes them quiet and avoidant. I mean they either don't care or cover their face as they walk away. It's either rocket corp is a place that's kinda scary to outsiders or they're just genuinly antisocial.

If it is the first then rocket corp must’ve done other disturbing things in the past and not just the box scene.

It's an interesting thing to think about while waiting for the next AvA ep to come out(End of the year I'm excited :D)

Theories to figure out the world building✨️


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1 year ago

Words are such a beautiful thing. You take these lines and shapes and form them together, and they create music, stories, people, entire worlds, and universes!

They could mean everything and nothing at all. Every quote I see, I want inked on my body forever. Almost like forcing them to become apart of me indefinitely will allow me to feel the meaning behind the words for the rest of my life. To carry that meaning at all times.

To know the words are there and that they mean something, and by proxy, I must have meaning too. To have something so big and endless fit into something so small- all it takes are the shapes and the imagination of a single person to create the impossible.

How insane is that?


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