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Justice League Headcanons: Comfort Food

Clark: Freshly baked apple pie with whipped cream and cinnamon on top. He has a huge sweet tooth and it reminds him of home.

Bruce: A "Cheesemeister Deluxe" from Big Belly Burger. It was Jason's go-to any time they got food on patrol, and despite their laundry list of differences having it makes Bruce feel a little closer to him. Especially when he's alone.

Diana: Pistachio and coffee ice cream mixed together. Sometimes she'll bring extra to share during Justice League meetings. Mostly for Bruce, since he's the only one who will it eat it with her.

Barry: Two deep dish pizzas with grilled chicken, philly steak, mushrooms, and jalapenos. Iris nags him about how greasy it is, but he still gets it every once in a while because he needs the extra calories.

GL Hal: Hot wings from the bar he and Carol went to the first time they got drinks together. They're always too crispy for his taste, but the homemade hot sauce is to die for.

J'onn: A vanilla milkshake with tons of crushed Chocos in and on it. But if that's not an option, chocolate mousse cake works in a pinch.

Arthur: Spam musubi with heaps of fried breadfruit and 'otai on the side. Unfortunately, it's rare that he can get all three at once.

Kara: Everyone thinks it's pizza and potstickers and she doesn't correct them. But really it's dragon fruit frozen yogurt. It's the closest thing Earth has to what used to be her favorite snack on Krypton, and the only thing that works when she's lonely.

Mari: Goat vindaloo for a meal, as spicy as anyone can make it. If she can speak while eating it, it's not hot enough. For dessert, a double-wrapped crepe with strawberries, bananas, walnuts, and chocolate sauce.

Tatsu: Cold soba in the spring and summer and hot soba in autumn and winter. She only gets it a few times a year to make sure she never gets tired of it.

GL John: Dry-rub smoked ribs from his favorite mom-and-pop joint back in Detroit. Then a slice of sweet potato pie for dessert.

Oliver: His League-famous chili, if he has the time to make it. But if not, Paula's dumplings are second to none and he makes sure to thank her for giving him the recipe every time he and Artemis visit her.

Dinah: Garlic cheese fries, made from scratch. She makes it for special occasions celebrated at home, or when Ollie's gone on a mission without her and she needs the pick-me-up.

Zatanna: Stuffed chicken breast with gnocchi in alfredo sauce. She used to help her father make it when she was little. It seems selfish, but after he died she refuses to make it for anyone else, and so only ever cooks it when she's alone.

My family dropped cable to save money and I find it difficult to describe the degree to which we all scrambled to find some way of watching Dick Clark's Rockin' New Year's Eve with Ryan Seacrest online at around 10:30 at night. We found a way, but the fear I felt before that was massive. I have watched the dcrnyewrs Every Single Year since I was born (though I was asleep for several of them). I don't know what will happen if I don't see it, but I have a theory:

IF I DO NOT SEE RYAN SEACREST'S UNSHAVEN, PERMASMILE, STRANGELY AWAKE FACE ALL OVER THE WALL FROM AT LEAST 11:45 PM ON DECEMBER 31 TO 12:05 AM JANUARY 1ST, THE YEAR WILL LOOP BACK ON ITSELF AND WE WILL GO THROUGH THE SAME ONE AGAIN.

So be glad we found it.

that's... not how it works. you can't guarantee that your work definitely won't squick anyone. what do you think you're saying?

Part 2

Clark, Lois, and Jimmy found themselves atop the roof of a generic skyscraper (very illegally) twenty minutes later. A man was there, and he looked nervous- not just about the height.

He jumped as the three reporters clambered over the top of the highest window and onto the roof.

"Why did we have to meet here?" Jimmy asked. "It seems... overly dangerous."

"Had to... had to find a covert location. Luthor has eyes all over the city. This place... it's an old tradition, ever since it was built. No cameras up here, ever. And clearly there aren't any people. Ronald Hart, by the way." The small, mostly bald man chuckled nervously. He looked a bit stressed. You probably can't imagine why.

Clark stayed clear of the edge. He might be able to fly, but he wasn't keen on his friends and Mr. Hart knowing that.

"Mr. Hart, you told us you had concrete proof of corruption at Lexcorp?" Lois asked.

"Yes, that's right." he said, as if he had forgotten for a moment what he was doing on top of an eleven- story skyscraper. He shakily removed a small file folder from the back of his coat. "It's all in here. In you hand now. I need to go."

Even Lois didn't try to pry. They helped him back into the top floor, and all took separate elevators down, except Clark and Lois, since there were only three elevators.

Clark, after tripping and grabbing the elevator handrail for support, cleared his throat awkwardly.

"So... Lois. Any... particular plans this weekend?"

"Not sure." she answered." Depends on what it takes to get the dirt." she pulled out the folder and opened it curiously. As soon as she saw what was inside, she gasped. Quickly, she passed it over to her fellow reporter to show him the shocking news. As soon as they arrived at the first floor, they ran to show Jimmy.

"But..." he said. "This makes no sense. I saw that guy on TV just last week."

"I guess... I guess it wasn't her" Clark answered. They were all much more subdued as they rode the bus back to the Daily Planet.

To be continued.

I can Imagine how odysseus is telling Penelope everything. But because it Just gets worse He is chilled about everything

Oh yeah, war wasn't that Bad. I killed an Infant, but i got over it pretty quickly

Poseidon killed 500 men... He should've killed the 43 men beside me, ha ha

And i've been trapped on that Island and wanted to die, good old times

Then Poseidon came again and threatened to drown ithaca and you and telemachus, so i stabbed him 600 times

And Penelope Looks at him Like He is crazy

Y'all have,,, NO idea how much I want a pizza rn. It is taking all of my willpower to save my money and not order one this instant to celebrate getting stuff done today

Guide to the New Hampshire accent

Talk with the back of your mouth

Squish words together

Drop the letter t from your alphabet. Replace it with ch or d or just skip it.

Make s sound like a hard sh

In those weird al- words, drop the L. Aright, amost, oways

Sometimes vowels turn into each other for no reason

Sometimes you put t where it shouldn't be, it's just never where it should be. Tetnichally. Atcent.

Never say thanks or thankyou properly. It could be a slight difference, like thinks, or insane, like "Shinkatoo." I'm starting to wonder if there's a statewide competition to see who can say it the weirdest.

Preach!!!

So what if I'm not good enough?

No, seriously. So what if I'm not 'good enough'?

Who am I hurting by not being good enough? No one. Writing is a craft that gives, not takes away. Even the worst stories in the world can give the reader something, whether it was meant to or not.

So what if I gain a reputation for being a 'bad' writer? So what if people avoid my work for all the reasons I fear? So what? No seriously. So what?

I own who I am. I write my own words. They come from my heart alone. I don't use the plagiarism machine. I don't lie about my ethnicity. I don't exploit other people. I don't harass others, or chase them off social media. I don't hurt people to lift myself up, or for my own selfish fun. I'm not an asshole, at least, I try not to be.

So what if I'm not 'good enough'? So what if you're 'not good enough'? There's so much worse things to be than that.

And at the end of the day, I'm pretty sure, the only person who thinks I'm not good enough is myself. I mean, have you ever once looked at another person, nevermind a writer, and gone 'you're not good enough'? I haven't. I bet you haven't either.

Maybe you and I, we should show ourselves a little kindness tonight.

That is an INSANE pattern respect

Ya'll I finally finished the cardigan! I'm so happy with how it came out I could literally cry!!!

Wait, HOW many kids?

Headcanon that certain members of the League - especially the Lanterns, who are away from Earth for significant quantities of time and can easily lose track of time - actually have no idea how many Robins there have been. Hal will come home from a long sojourn and greet a Robin with “hey Dick” only to be met with:

“I’m Tim. Dick hasn’t been Robin for three years now.”

None of the Green Lanterns can actually keep up with how many children Bruce has. During “We Are Robin,” Guy and Kyle frequently asked Bruce how many of those were his.

He refused to answer, simply because he enjoyed watching them squirm.