Dick: Bruce, How Come In All This Pictures Of You As A Teen You Look Really Posh? I Though You Were Known

Dick: “Bruce, how come in all this pictures of you as a teen you look really posh? I though you were known for being a dramatic goth, an alternate king, a true emo”

Bruce: “oh, that because Alfred keeps those pictures in a separate album underneath the bookshelf” [goes and grabs it and flips to a random page]

Dick: “why are you smiling while your face is covered in blood?”

Bruce: [smiles] “that was my first mosh pit. Good times”

everyones asleep post shitty self indulgent riddlebat

new ask game. do you guys view my blog more as:

a supermarket; large, crazy. theres a little bit of everything, but nothing personal. everyone goes through sometimes, but no one really thinks about it.

a food truck; theres very little variety, but it's specifically tailored for you. a lot of people come here for specific content, but they don't really stay.

a dinner party; kinda pretentious. you either make friends or get stabbed when interacting with me. a few of my mutuals and i sip expensive wine and side eye other guests.

a coffee shop; warm, soft. there's the usual mutuals that you see every time you come in, and the occasional new anon. i probably know your name and definitely know your cat's name.

a bar; party rock anthem is playing on loop and you don't know anyone here despite literally logging on daily. you will get either hit on or punched and the bartender is dead inside.

a dumpster.

(for the ask game)

A coffee shop with a bar on the floor above

youre right and there is nothing i can do about it

"at the stroke of midnight do I get a kiss?"

I hate joker but when he called bruce "poppet" something lgbt happened to me

you ever just click on a fanfic and read the first word and go “shut up” and exit