this is a very relatable meme but i cannot stress enough that if you haven’t watched the good place you’re going to be very surprised to learn what words are being replaced here
sometimes people try to persuade me that Batman could, would, or has ever had sex
Batman doesn’t fuck. he wouldn’t know where to start. he might want to fuck Catwoman, but she confuses him. it’s easier to be an aloof weirdo in a stupid costume than risk a moment of vulnerability with a woman who seems more than capable of laughing at his dick
Yes obviously the Joker WANTS to fuck Batman, but Batman is incapable of even conceptualizing that. he’d have to distort his internal psychology like it’s the fucking Lament Configuration to even imagine kissing the Joker with tongue. it would never happen
if Bruce Wayne fucks, it’s nothing but the rote execution of a piece of Kabuki theater. a sequence of choreography to struggle through on behalf of a greater performance. he disassociates the entire time and thinks about beating up crooks so he can finish
“what about Superman” shut the fuck up. maybe Batman would consent to a soulless, jaw-clenched one night stand with Superman, but do you think Clark Kent would ever go for that? that good ol corn fed Kansas boy would reach for one single moment of emotional intimacy and Batman would be o u t
Batman doesn’t need sex he needs to be rehabilitated like one of those shivering, underweight shelter dogs that Sarah McLachlan is always trying to find a forever home
OP please explain how Damian was born. I’m not asking mockingly I genuinely want to know your thoughts on this.
he was made from stolen DNA and grown in an artificial womb. that’s not a joke that’s his actual origin story
“maybe he’s aro/ace” this is hate speech. I would never disrespect aroace people by counting Batman among their number. aroace people are functional and content with their lack of sexual and romantic intimacy. Batman has never been functional or content about a single wrinkle of his psychology, and he copes with his Faulknerian inability to form healthy attachments by wearing little ears and beating the shit out of people. c'mon guys
Yes, but the alternative is him laying directly under my canvas and staring at me like this:
So instead we take turns, and since this is acrylic, I can wipe it off them with a damp towel if I catch it right away.
I should clarify for people, since the lighting does not make this super clear–these are two separate cats, Malice (the black one, who shoulders if she is given constant attention) and Vice (the grey one, who can be held but will fidget constantly.) They’re both not yet two years old, and have a long ways to go before they’re on level with their predecessor, Nimitz, the Terror of the Underbrush, who shouldered so well I could do whole sculpting projects and maintain the use of both hands. Git gud, baby cats.