me

There's a moment when I look at you,

and no speech is left in me.

My tongue breaks,

then fire races under my skin and I tremble,

and grow pale for I'm dying of such love,

ive actually fucking tried to google this but i cant find an answer, all i get are fics

where does the whole “five times _____ and one time ____” fic title thing come from??

I know she’s on Dreamwidth. I don’t know if she has an AO3 or not. 

Dick: I’m tired.

Dick, stretching: guess I should be getting to bed.

Dick: can’t believe it’s so late. I’m whipped.

Tim looking at his watching.

Tim: it’s seven at night.

Dick: ?

Dick: I woke up real early.

Tim whispering: shit you’ve gotten old.

Jason on the sofa: 😴

Dick: at least B will be up.

Tim: Dick, no one else is even in the running. please be so fr right now

Damian: What are you arguing about?

Dick: Damian! Damian can do it! He’d be great at it.

Tim: No, Damian’s gonna follow his paternal grandfathers lead and be a doctor. Everyone only has to take on ONE element of Bruce. Try again

Jason: They are arguing about which one of us should be the newest representative for the Justice League for when Bruce finally conks it.

Damian: That would be an honor no? Richard you would be a competent ruler.

Cas: Leader

Damian: Whatever. I assume Timothy will be taking on WE in the event of father’s passing, so wouldn’t Jason also be in the running?

Tim: No i called dibs on Jason

Jason: What? What are you talking about. You can’t call dibs on me. What if I want to run the Justice League?

Tim: You don’t. You are going to run the Wayne foundation. Take from the rich give to the poor. Modern day Robin Hood—Very on brand for you. Don’t worry I have the contracts and everything ready.

Jason: …

Jason: Ok deal. Sorry Dickie, looks like your going to rule the interplanetary alliance :P

Dick: I don’t wanna!

Tim: What, do you wanna switch?

Dick: Well, no—

Tim: Also you’re the only one that makes sense.

Dick: I’ll do anything else, please that’s too much responsibility.

Tim: Okay. Be Batman.

Dick: …

Dick: Yea never mind. Running the Justice League won’t be that hard.

Damian: Wait so who will be Batman?

Cass: Dibs

Damian, Tim, Jason, Dick: Fair

Duke: Stop! *unplugs hair iron*

Damian: wtf Duke?

Duke: I can't just sit back and watch you ruin your curl pattern anymore.

Damian: If I don't do this, grappling across Gotham is gonna leave my hair a frizzy mess! I have a looser curl pattern than you; it's more susceptible to the winds.

Inspired by the @/cocodrilosad ’s tweet! So here is Severitus overpaint :)

The medieval peasant I went back in time to give a bag of Doritos to, concerned: what terrible and powerful sorcerers they must have in your age, to be able to veil the vault of heaven itself from view, as you say

Me, sniffling: I didn’t realize, I can’t, it’s so much, I, I… are the chips good, at least?

horseshit is false, unreliable, and horses are very reliable. bullshit is also false, but carries an additional implication of trickery, while bulls are extremely straightforward and guileless.