After Almost Decade Of Using AO3, I Have Just Found Out That You Can Put It On Dark Mode.

There are those days when I get severely under stimulated and overstimulated at the same times and my body feels like falling apart for some unknown reason.

And then I get so bored I make a random system/routine I can follow and suddenly a long forgotten Goblin deep within my ribcage wheezes in happiness and I realise I have the tism too.

Pornbot jumoscares are the w o r s t.

I need somebody to yap about something I'm not seriously into- like asap. Fun facts and passionate people are like sunlight and water to me.

The rests in high places caught me off guard

Hey what's the most buckwild thing you've seen someone assume is totally normal? Like they have no idea that the thing is a profoundly bizarre thing to do, or they might even start arguing you about how everybody does it in private, but it's just something that nobody admits to doing/you're not supposed to do where people see you?

And I don't mean "beating your kids" or "digging your nose", those are extremely common things for people to assume "everyone does", I mean the "what the fuck do you mean you just assumed that everyone does that?" stuff.

People who are so filthy their souls should be bathed in micellar water,

You might not be my favourite flavour of ice-cream,

But I still love you all with my whole heart

while there are a lot of close relationships within the batfam, one of my absolute favorites is Dick and Jason. I feel like they’re one of those duos that LOOK wildly incompatible but the moment push comes to shove, they’re actually super competent and work together in all the best ways

the best part of it is how they utilize that, though. I think one of their absolute favorite things to do is, because they were the “OG” batkids, talk about things that happened before anyone else was there. are these things real? Who knows.

Cass: *looks mournfully at the bandages covering her feet* I won’t be able to attend my ballet recital after the injuries I got from patrol Jason: *sipping coffee* never stopped Dickie. I think he showed up to a gymnastics meet in a neck brace, once. It took a good ten minutes of begging before they let him compete. Bruce still doesn’t know about that. Cass: can I— Jason: no.

Damian: have you ever fought with father, Grayson? Dick: *chokes on his cereal* wh—w— *pounds his own chest and coughs* yeah?? Of course?? *looks desperately to Jason for help, not wanting to explain to Damian that he and Bruce had spent more time yelling at each other than being nice in his teen years* Jason: *sagely* yeah, there was that time ya brought home a Dalmatian th’ size of a freakin’ truck. Where did ya get that again? Abandoned on a case? Owner killed? Something like that. We had t’ give him t’ the shelter. Damian: you had a DALMATION and NEGLECTED TO INFORM ME???? Dick: *glared at Jason*

there’s no holes in their stories, to the other kids. One says something, the other immediately corroborates it. There’s no hesitation, no sign either is lying. Even Tim can’t figure it out, because Bruce was shit at keeping logs of stuff in that period of time and Dick and Jason are just that good at lying??

or maybe they’re just telling the truth???

no one can tell

Tim: *examining a corner of the batcave* what is this??? Someone—hahaha someone etched their initials into the wall!! Jason: *without missing a beat* that was the joker . . . We caught him, didn’t have a proper cell at the time so he got out there . . . He spent the weekend starving while we ate cereal in front of him . . . Good times Tim: Tim: *looks to Dicks and finds him nodding* dick: that cereal was really good. Too bad Joker escaped, we were only allowed to get that really sugary brand because of the circumstances . . . Tim: what the fuck Tim: hey B, you do know that Selina is totally in love with you, right? Bruce: *keeping stoically silent* Dick: oh, he knows. And he’s in love with her right back Jason: *gaining a shit-eating grin* yeah, he once bought her a whole Batmobile and rebranded it to be a “Catmobile” but she laughed so hard at it that it’s been sitting in storage for years ever since Tim: Bruce: dick: *nodding* true story

The jingling doesn't hurt the jesters ear only because they went deaf from it a long time ago.