Tim, a teenager, and full of self deprecation: It was taken from my greatest enemy. The one who has caused me the greatest pain and strife.
Literally everyone else: ?!!?!
Talia should swagger into the Batcave without warning and slam down a jar on the table in front of Tim. The jar, of course, contains his spleen. Tim is relieved to see Talia went on the mission he sent her on and thus was not blown to pieces. The spleen jar is both a sort of truce offering and a ‘you are a large threat and I want to stay in your good graces’ gift. Everyone else is confused but Tim refuses to elaborate or even tell them what’s in the jar.
The food is absolutely terrible, but they don't mind because they're looking lovingly into each other's eyes.
Jason fell for Danny when he was going to break up a cult sacrifice got held up then entered the room with a demon beating the fuck out of the cultist and giving the victim a cookie and a soft blanket
WHO DECIDED THE BEST OF ALVIN AND THE CHIPMUNKS WAS A GOOD PLAYLIST
Ah, time for my most least favourite thing: a party. Don't you love standing in a crowd and yet feeling entirely isolated? Stay tuned for more incurable introvert and socially anxious thoughts.
ao3 writers staring at their inboxes 0.2 seconds after posting a new fic
there should be a hug button where you can tell your mutuals its going to be okay instead of liking their vent post and hoping they realize ur not agreeing that they should die
You know, when I see fictional characters who repress all their emotions, they're usually aloof and very blunt about keeping people at a distance, sometimes to an edgy degree—but what I don't see nearly enough are the emotionally repressed characters who are just…mellow.
Think about it. In real life, the person that's bottling up all their emotions is not the one that's brooding in the corner and snaps at you for trying to befriend them. More often than not, it's that friendly person in your circle who makes easy conversation with you, laughs with you, and listens and gives advice whenever you're upset. But you never see them upset, in fact they seem to have endless patience for you and everything around them—and so you call them their friend, you trust them. And only after months of telling them all your secrets do you realize…
…they've never actually told you anything about themselves.
My lovely dumb dumb floofers, also known to my family as derp wolves and nature's epic fail behind chihuahuas.
Everyone reply to this with pet photos. I must see your leetl creatures
shakes you in a tupperware /affectionate
What if he was still the school janitor the entire time. You can't link him to anything. Oh, a man with black hair and blue eyes did it? How do you know Bruce Wayne didn't decide to snap? Oh you don't? Then I will resume cleaning, thank you and goodbye.
Danny decided to be a janitor at Gotham's private school. Mostly because he wanted to annoy the students by making them think that he was just a poor tired man and later have a dramatic revelation about him being a retired hero (he watched too much Spiderman), well, that and the fact that he needed a job where they didn't ask for a background check.
Of course, Tim immediately realized that something was wrong with the new Janitor but doesn't rat him out because he thinks he's just a meta hiding on Gotham and he can call Clark later. He regrets that decision when the Joker tries to kidnap the school (as normal) and the janitor, panicking, freezes the entire school, including Tim.
In Danny's defense, he hates clowns and will react to any clown around with aggression. Jason approves the weird Janitor.
Yo! I'm Lira, she/her, LiraBuswavi on Ao3, and I'm just here to have a good time. The header is fanart I received for a fanfic I wrote! Check out @doodlesforfics, they're an amazing artist.
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