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I'll bring cookies and blankets for the night of, and bottled water, orange juice, v8, excedrin, ear plugs, extra pillows, and sleep masks for the morning after.
WE’RE DOING ANOTHER MOOT SLEEPOVER TAG IS:
Moot sleepover <3
(the heart as well)
GRAB YOUR MUTUALS AND LETS GO!!
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LETS GOOOOO !!!!
— Donte Collins
AU where everything is the same, except Din knows about Star Wars lore, but he doesn't particularly care for it
Bo-Katan: Not all of us are bounty hunters. Some of us serve a higher purpose.
Din, who knew she was in Death Watch but didn't give a shit: What? Like terrorism?
Boba:
Roy: Sorry it took so long to bail you out of jail. Jason: No, it was my fault. I shouldn't have used my phone call to prank call the GCPD.
Dick: Ladies, gentlemen and Dami, I want to show you the greatest thing your eyes have ever beheld! Damian: A cat? Dick: No. Damian: A kitten? Dick: No! Damian: A kitten with a little hat on? Dick: NO! Damian: Consider me uninterested
Barbara: I’m not like other girls. I’m way, way worse.
Jason: Come on, B! How any times do I have to apologize? Bruce: Once! Jason: ...No.
Jason: *banging a pen on the table out of frustration* Roy, trying to focus on a project: Stop that. How would YOU feel if I banged you on the table? Jason: I— Jason: I don’t know the correct answer to that question.
Kon: I'm sorry. Please talk to me. Tim: Kon: Hello? World's most amazing person?? Sweet pea? Precious cinnamon roll that's too good for this world, too pure? Tim: 'Sorry' doesn't bring back my fucking M&Ms.
Tim: God has let me live another day and I'm going to make it everyone's problem.
Duke: Okay, who's turn is it to give the pep talk? Dick: It's Cass' turn. Cass: Don't die. Dick, wiping a tear away: Truly inspirational.
Jon: Fight me! Damian, standing behind him and holding a knife: *mouths* Do not.
*The squad's reaction to being told they're the chosen one* Bruce: I will not let you down. Steph: Sounds fun. Cass: K. Jason: No, I'm fucking not. Tim: Do I have to be? Dick: Please God, I am so tired.
Steph: I dare you- Dick: Jason is not allowed to accept dares anymore. Steph: Why not? Jason: "I have no regard for my own or others personal safety", as some would say.
Bruce: Tim, is that my mug you’re drinking out of? Tim: No, it’s mine. Bruce: It... looks just like the one I have... Tim: You don’t have one like this anymore.
Damian, eating a meal: I poisoned one of our glasses… but I forgot which one. Jason: The way this dinner is going, I pray to God that it’s mine.
Steph: I think we can be evil. As a treat. Cass: We? Steph: We. :)
Tim: I don’t even have time to tell you how wrong you are. Jason: Okay? Tim: … Tim: … Tim: Actually it’s gonna bug me if I don’t, so—
Dick: Litte Wing, it’s a shooting star, let’s make a wish! Robin!Jason: I wish for good grades. Dick: Nerd. Jason: Nevermind, I wish upon the shooting star to fall down at a 30° velocity aiming for Dick. :) Dick: Jason…
Jason: Clownery. Tomfoolery. Absolute fuckery, I am going to revoke your life privileges.
Read a fic years ago (please help me find it so I can give credit) where physical manifestations of different DC cities showed up. That's pretty much all I remember, but this is what I think Gotham looks like.
She wears a gray hoodie over a black ball dress (concealing a near infinite number of knives) with a skirt that's torn and stained with blood and filth. The dress is low backed, and when she takes off the hoodie it reveals an abundance of whipping scars. She wears a pearl necklace and rarely speaks, though she has been known to sing, scream, and make various cooing, chirping, hissing, growling or otherwise animalistic noises.
Her hair and skin are dark, her eyes kaleidoscopes (everyone disagrees afterwards what color they were, all agree they saw into your soul), and her height changes according to the situation. She has a black eye and tear-stained cheeks, some say because she is forever mourning her children. Her feet are bare and bleeding, as though she's been walking on broken glass.
She wanders the alleys and walks the shadows, weeping, bleeding, mourning, comforting, calling. Darkness heeds her command, and she protects her children however she can. She is the adoptive mother of the strays and orphans that dwell within. She is Lady Gotham.
More under the cut
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close ups on eyes and necklace
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i am pretty much chronically sleep deprived. (college+insomnia+poor life choices.) today i dropped at around ten in the morning from sheer exhaustion. woke up around eleven in the evening, and i have so. much. energy.
it's like a sugar high, a caffeine high, and maybe a bit of an adrenaline rush all mixed together. and it's still going.
i have showered, washed my sheets, cleaned up my side of the room, have another load of laundry going, i'm considering starting a paper that's not due for a month, i cannot stop smiling!?!?! i am in the kind of cheerful, happy-go-lucky mood that i can't remember experiencing before high school. i am alone (unless you count my sleeping roommate) and perfectly content to work in the dim light from my desk lamp, i'm in comfy clothes but not sleepy, i'm not cold or maudlin or homesick or anxious
IS THIS HOW NORMAL PEOPLE FEEL ALL THE TIME?!?!?!?!?!?!?
tldr, I AM ON A SLEEP HIGH
If my mutuals can’t rb this then we can’t be mutuals
(I’m tired and feeling whimsical and have another au)
AU where the Clones have existed almost as long as the Jedi and are basically the Jedi version of Hogwart’s letters. They feel a pull and go out and find their Jedi, unless their Jedi were already found in Search and there for they grow up together
- Obi Wan is never kicked out in this verse because as much as he can’t find a Master, Cody is adamant This Is My Jedi so if Obi Wan goes, he does to (or maybe they both leave)
- when Qui Gon finds Anakin on Tatooine, he’s already been found, by a rebellious Clone who left the Order because Fuck This Shit. His name is Jango
OR!!!!
Jango was Dooku’s clone trooper and they had a serious falling out. Jango recognizes Anakin as a possible Jedi and sticks around to keep the kid safe. Anakin’s Clone Trooper can be either Rex or Fives
- no chips this time, Palpy uses some other means to attempt to neutralize the troopers