build-a-bear needs to start a cryptid collection. i want a plush mothman that makes squeaking noises and smells like campfire with a hint of fresh pine.
i feel like the fact that all these superheroes know each other but have secret id’s has so much comedy potential
steph & some friends on a trip to central city: [passes by some cops]
steph: oh hey barry!
barry: hey kiddo!
steph’s friends: wtf?
i keep thinking of examples that are teens knowing random adults but like, equally funny:
clark and jimmy are in gotham to report on some happenings and they’re getting a starbucks and they bump into selina
clark: oh hey selina
selina: what’s up
clark: not much…how’s it going? gotten into any trouble lately?
selina: nothing i would tell you about
clark & selina: [laugh]
jimmy: what is happening right now
mary kramer: YOU NEVER SAID YOU KNEW OLIVER QUEEN???
courtney: IT NEVER CAME UP???????
[during lunch break at personal tour of lexcorp with a metropolis high school]
lex, approaching kon: so, conner, how are you enjoying the facilites?
kon: they’re alright i guess
kon’s friends: HELLO??????
the way Crowley says “Lift home?” is the single most smuggest, most carefully curated piece of nonchalance I have ever seen, so casual it’s revealing how cool he thinks he is, how he revels in swooping in and saving his angel like it’s nothing, he literally has to run away immediately lest he ruins the act and shows his hand too much, you just know he’s sauntering away extra sway-ey half because he’s so smug and other half because he’s so excited and bubbling inside he pulled it off so seamlessly. nerd