Kon: So then ma says "well you're not coming back into this house until you've caught every single one of them pigs"-
Tim: [clutching his coffee-mug and listening intently] without powers?
Kon: Of course! So there I am, covered in mud, and all I want is to eat some pie and go to bed-
Tim: [nodding enthusiastically while Kon continues his story]
Clark: [looks on from a distance]
Jon: [a few seats away] Did I tell you we got a new cow on the farm?
Damian: [with interest] what did you name her?
Jon: We haven't decided yet, Kon wants to call her Dorothy, but pa and I-
Damian: [earnestly interested]
Clark: [side eyes Bruce who's sitting next to him going through reports]
Clark: Hey Bruce?
Bruce: [grunts]
Clark: did I tell you we got a new cow at the farm?
Bruce: [hums noncommitally and continues reading]
Clark: [strained] Kon wants to call her Dorothy, but I think we should call her Susie and Jon-
Bruce: [sighs exasperatedly]
Clark:
Clark: [rips the reports away from Bruce with super speed]
Bruce: What the hell?
Clark: You're such a bad friend!
Bruce: what?
Clark: why am I stuck with you when my children's bat friends are so nice?!
Bruce:
Clark: Look at Tim! He's so nice! Why can't you be like that?!
Bruce: You want me to be like Tim?
Clark: Or Damian!
Bruce: [rubbing his temples] You want me to be like Damian?
Clark: I want you to listen when I talk!
Bruce: you were talking about cows
Clark: that doesn't matter!
Bruce: It matters a little
Clark: Cows are interesting!
Bruce: Cows are the opposite of interesting.
Clark: Well, I'M interesting
Bruce:
Clark: Bruce, tell me I'm interesting.
Bruce: [gets up and starts walking away]
Clark: [shouts after him] Bruce! Tell me I'm interesting!
Bruce: [walks faster]
-a week later-
Wonder Woman: Are Batman and Superman having a fight?
Flash: yeah I think so. I don't know what about though
Martian Mindhunter: I believe Batman insulted Superman's cow
Wonder Woman: I see.
Black Canary: Sometimes I wake up at night and think about the fact that they are two of the most important members of an organization that protects the world from certain annihilation and then I can't go back to sleep
Green Lantern: [feet propped on the table, throwing almonds into the air and trying to catch them in his mouth] yeah it freaks me out too
Black Canary: [glances at Green Lantern] never leave us, Diana.
Okay but how do you think Jason would react to coming home from a long mission to see you cuddling his pillow like a teddy bear while you sleep?
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He had been on a mission for days, and you knew that was part of the job. You knew it was pert of the job, but it sucked. Sleeping without his warmth and comfort wasn't easy. Fortunately, you had come up with an idea. You had been sleeping curled up with his pillow. It wasn't the same, but it did the trick after a while. If you were tired enough, it was just enough to lure you to sleep...especially after you started using one of his shirts as a pillowcase.
It took over an hour for you to fall asleep, your face buried in the pillow for comfort. Jason had only walked in a couple of minutes ago. He wasn't sure if he should take pictures because you looked adorable, or if he should let you sleep.
He can't help himself. He approaches you and gently shakes your shoulder. "Sweetheart, 'm home."
You don’t open your eyes, swatting in his general direction.
"Did you miss me?" He smiles as you bury your face deeper into his pillow.
You very clearly were not awake.
"'S nice to see you too." He laughs to himself.
"Shut the fuck up," you mumble into the pillow.
Jason removes the pillow and tries to slide into its place. You finally crack an eye open.
"Oh, hi." You close your eyes again.
"Hey." He pulls the covers up over you both.
Your eyes open again. "Wait. Jason?"
"Yeah, it's me. Shh, baby. Go back to sleep."
the “I will commit war crimes” nerd and “please let me love you” punks
can we take a moment 2 talk about how jk rowling jew coded the blacks in hp. i can’t be the only 1 who saw this right??? i mean like w/ their values, the incest, literally all their features, the parelles of blood libel, u know that stuff. i can’t be the only 1 seeing this right???
enjorlas w/ nice pristine red doc martens
grantaire w/ worn in, scruffed up, black doc martens
"English isn't my-"
Hush now my friend, and let me read the absolute beauty of a fic that you have bestowed this world and humiliated the first English speakers with
DAMIAN WAYNE ICONS
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dont repost as your own.
Perfect 10/10
Enjolras: Being gay is a constant battle between “I wish to sit on a window bench with my lover, our legs tangling as we listen to the birds” and “Hey, let’s go throw rocks at fascists” and I think that’s very sexy of us.
Grantaire: If the window’s open and you time it right you can do both.
Remember Wade being a fan of Rent?
Now Spidey wrote Rent
It's all connected