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Today, Dean feels an ache and pressure in his right knee. Cas offers to help heal it, but Dean brushes him off, saying that it's fine. An hour later it begins to rain and Jack is calling him an old man.
The YouTube channel anti-chef always adds an extra bay leaf to recipes that call for it and he says “and add another one. I’m not driving” and this has permanently altered my vocabulary.
Every time I add something extra to a recipe I say that now. Add another clove of garlic, I’m not driving. Let’s have two eggs, I’m not driving. Let’s double the chili flakes, I’m not driving.
911 au where it’s consistently well written
ryliver reading the thirst tweets with a straight face because this is nothing compared to the things they’ve seen on ao3
Well, yes.
For some reason, the other members of the young justice team never seem to realize that Robin actually has a life outside the vigilante gig. He mostly only ever talks about training in the batcave, new gadgets he’s working on, complaining about Gotham rogues. They sort of forget that there’s a real kid behind the mask.
So it’s kind of like a bucket of water being dumped over their heads when they witness him actually acting like a normal kid.
“You have a test tomorrow,” they hear Batman say, followed immediately by a groan from Robin. “It’s time to go home.”
“Ten more minutes!”
“Not ten more minutes,” Batman says. “Now. Dinner, study, then bed.”
“Can’t I just skip tomorrow?”
“Absolutely not. School is important.”
“Says the drop out.”
“That’s not the same and you know it!” Batman says quickly. “Keep stalling, and your PlayStation gets locked up all weekend.”
“Fine,” Robin whines, stomping towards the zeta tubes.
And the entire Mount Justice is quiet after they leave, the team not quite sure what they just saw.
“Wait,” Wally stutters, his fingers pointing between where Robin and Batman just were and the zeta tubes they disappeared into. “Does that mean - Robin goes to school?”
“I assumed he was like, homeschooled. Or, like,” Artemis stumbles over the words, not quite sure how to explain her thoughts.
“I thought he was a ninja or something,” Conner says.
Kaldur just sort of shakes his head at all of them. He’s apparently the only one who didn’t think their youngest team member was some sort of robot or cryptid. Maybe because the first time he met Robin, he’d been whining to Batman about how his weeknight crime fighting curfew should be extended to 3am, and Batman actually laughed and told him “nice try, but no way.”
no you know what you guys are right. reverse league son reveal. Jason comes back to Gotham and does his crime lord thing before tentatively starting a truce and returning to the batfam and one day Dick asks who Bruce’s favourite child is.
Bruce: i love all three of my sons equally.
Jason, without thinking: three? what about Damian?
Bruce:
Tim: who the fuck is Damian
Jason, freezing:
Jason:
Jason:
Bruce: *carefully* Jay, who is Damian?
Jason: I have to leave.
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Jason, on the phone with Damian: so i ALMOST blew it-
Damian: ?! BUT I AM NOT READY FOR FATHER TO KNOW ABOUT ME YET-
Jason: shut the fuck up i’m older than you- and i said ALMOST. i told them that Damian was the name of my imaginary twin back when i was a kid and that i’d just gotten muddled up after the resurrection.
Jason: so you’re in the clear but when we finally do introduce you, we’re gonna have to say that Talia let me name you and i named you after my imaginary twin.
Damian:
Damian: Ahki please do not tell them that.
Jason: no im gonna. you called me a twat last week. so im gonna.
Damian: god forbid a boy try to expand his vocabulary