Fun Fact I Have Writers Block For The Next Vertical Limit Chapter And I Would Like To Write It Before

Fun fact I have writers block for the next vertical limit chapter and I would like to write it before I die. lets play a game. you have three (3) choices. pick. you have one (1) day. im even posting this at 2 am to get maximum poll-age.

*an important note: all of these things will happen at other times, regardless of what gets the majority vote. one winning out does not mean the others will not occur. thank you for your time and possibly participation.

the plan worked so well for the other fic i figure i better do it for this one too

You ever have those moments where an idea just... won't leave your head?

death follows me everywhere i go so excited to finally be able to show this! my finished piece for @gothamcityunmasked who were so gracious enough to let me draw bruce! it's your last chance to get your hands on this beautiful book, so please check out their leftover sales here!

Phrases I bet were said on the batfamily patrols without context.

Tim in his comm: No. he's not dead- *casually checks Jason's pulse* yeah there's nothing to worry about.

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Jason nudging a mugger with his feet: He'll live.

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Dick: No one tells any of this to Batman

Batman, behind him: No one tells what to Batman

Dick:

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Robin: You said Redhood should stop killing do I look like Redhood to you?

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Jason: This * shows a pair off rubber bullets to the renchman * were not letal, now this * shows them a pair of real bullets* are.

*reloads*

Jason: Start running.

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Dick at the comm: What do you mean next to the Batsburguer? I am literally-- Hood. Hood. Jason. sto- STOP SCREAMING AT ME- I am literally- SHUT UP! Jason- I swear to god, I will hang up on you... WE ARE LITERALLY IN FRONT OF THE BATSBURGUER,... What do you mean "what car" what do you think? We're... We're next to - sorry - Next to the old lady behind the drive thru... fuck sake You know what? Just send us your location- Just- Yeah...

Damian, looking at his phone with the location:..... Dumbass you're in the wrong Batsburguer.

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The signal, making eye contact with the other batkids: I do not know them.

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Damian Robin: What are you doing in here?

Tim in his civil clothes: Are you serious? This is literally my rooftop. I live in this house.

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Literally everyone to Oracle: Do NOT call Batman

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Oracle: I'm calling batman.

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Batman, clearly lost, lying through his teeth while gripping the batmobile's steering wheel: This is my city, we do not need a map.

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Jason: Oh my god, you two are such drama queens the kid just dislocated his arm. Hey. Hey Robin. Do that thing you did last time- He's going to be okay. Robin do that thing.

Dick: D-Robin do not-

Batman, at the same time: Robin do not

Damian currently running towards a wall to relocate his arm: *crack.* There. Let's go.

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Steph: Technically he ran in front of my van so if we're being fair-

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Robin squinting: ...Is that Harley Quinn in a Batman suit?

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Harley: This is so unfair! Why he always send the interns to fight me!

Robin Damian, done with her shit: Maybe because you fight like a little boy

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Spoiler: Yo mama

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Nightwing: Let's do the flying Robin-

Robin Jason: What do you mean flying Robin? *Nightwing grabs him* WAIT. WAIT. WAIT. NIGHTWING- NIGHTWING YOU MOTHERF-

Nightwing: YEET

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Redhood:

Nighwing: What?

Redhood: Let's do the flying Robin.

Nighwing: ⁿᵒ⁻

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to all of the people currently popping out troy/abed fics like fucking tic tacs i am so unbelievably in love with you, (consensually) kissing you hard on the mouth