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Growing up Batty: Part 5

  AN: Growing up Batty part 5 is here, this only has about four more parts and then it’s done. The next two are already written!

Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4

  “I don’t like it.”

    “Nobody asked you.”

    “I. DONT. LIKE. IT.”

    “I. Don’t. Care.”

    The cackling in the background makes you roll your eyes, as you stretch forward. “I can’t believe you kept this from me!”

    You sigh, “You’ve been with the Titans for the past year. I wanted to tell you in person.”

    “What about all the times I came home for breaks?”

    You stare at your best friend, and finally shrug, “I was hoping to avoid a scene.”

    This time there’s gut busting laughter. You watch as Damian screams and rushes towards Todd. You continue with your stretches. It had been eighteen months since the attack on your school, and seventeen months since Damian had left to join the Titans at his father’s request.

    Damian hadn’t been able to refuse, and despite his griping in the month leading up to his departure, you know that he had been pleased. The fact that he’d learned to work somewhat with people outside his family had been nice too. Still, more often than not he called you at eleven o’clock on the dot to complain about something.

    You knew the truth though. Damian didn’t want to lose contact. He valued you and loved you as a friend just as like you loved and valued him. Neither of you clicked with ordinary people. You were both smart, enjoyed peace to noise, and both of you lived for the adrenaline rush that Gotham’s streets provided.

    The day after Damian had left for the Titans you had begun your training under Bruce Wayne. A natural flexibility, combined with a high intellect, and an ability to pick up on things quickly had led to you excelling in your new favorite pastime.

    You’d spent the first year training with Bruce, Grayson, Drake, and occasionally Todd, when he felt the need to stop by. You had spent your nights monitoring the computers. You’d gone on a few patrols, stopping thugs and muggers. You had yet to come across any major villains, and because of your parents you were happy to keep it that way … for now.

    The only one who knew was Bruce, and despite knowing that Damian wouldn’t care, you didn’t want it getting out.

    “All right, you and me on the mats, right now!”

    You look up at Damian, and cock your head to the side, “Why?”

    “I need to see what kind of damage Todd and Drake have done, and what I need to undo.”

    You blink several times, “Your father trained me. Occasionally Grayson. I only spar with Todd and Drake.”

    There’s another round of laughter as you get to your feet and follow Damian to the mats. Damian, just like the others, has years of experience on you, but you don’t let the intimidate you. You’ve had four years of knowing Damian. And you’d be willing to bet that you know him better than anyone else, including his family.

    At fifteen, he’s taller than you, by at least six inches, And he now has the weight to match the power of his martial arts. But you know how to read him. You use that. Early on in your training you’d found that Bruce’s style didn’t match your needs. He’d realized it just as quickly, and had called in Grayson.

The older man had looked at you, after your first training session and had simply said, “You’re meant to fly.” You’re small, and able to move. You can fit into tight places, and twist and turn your body in ways the boys can’t. You excel at acrobatics, and escaping. It drives Todd mad. It drives Damian even crazier.

Despite his years of training he can’t keep a hold on you. You always manage to break it or slip out of it. You do this, drawing the battle out before you move in for the attack. You deliver a series of jabs to weak areas, and pressure points. You’d always excelled in science, in biology and anatomy, and you make use of that in your fighting.

He crumples, and you sit down, right on his back. You smile, “You underestimated me.” You nudge him in the side with your heel, “Admit it.”

He glares up at you, “It won’t happen again.”

You shrug, “I don’t expect it to.”

He nods, a bit calmer, “At least I know you can handle yourself.”

“You should have known that already. Five years of friendship, remember.”

He grunts, “Will you get off please.”

You shake your head, “Nope.”

There’s another round of laughter, and Damian smiles up at you, “Just be safe okay.”

“I’ll be fine. I’ll have you as my partner after all.”

He looks up at you with a raised eyebrow, and you smile back, “Your year with the Titans was up as of three minutes ago. Welcome back to Gotham.” Damian just laughs.

anonymous asked:

Drunk Kara leaving an embarrassing message on Lena's voicemail. She sobers up quickly though, so Supergirl sneaks into Lena's house to delete the message from the machine, when Lena comes home early. There's the awkward moment of "Why is Supergirl breaking into a Luthor's house?" followed by "...You run errands for Kara- wait, what kind of message?"

ajksfdjhdsagfsdhj THAT would be so funny!!!

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Zersetzung - Wikipedia

Tactics employed under Zersetzung generally involved the disruption of the victim’s private or family life. This often included psychological attacks, such as breaking into homes and subtly manipulating the contents, in a form of gaslighting – moving furniture, altering the timing of an alarm, removing pictures from walls or replacing one variety of tea with another. Other practices included property damage, sabotage of cars, purposely incorrect medical treatment, smear campaigns including sending falsified compromising photos or documents to the victim’s family, denunciation, provocation, psychological warfare, psychological subversion, wiretapping, bugging, mysterious phone calls or unnecessary deliveries, even including sending a vibrator to a target’s wife.

Returning items from the trash to the home, releasing mice or poisonous snakes (especially those whose poison works on contact and need not be injected) in walls or basements and alluding to topics referenced in tapped phone conversations is also popular, as is filling both the salt and pepper shakers with ‘pepper’; (in a controlled or export economy, as in times of economic hardship generally, ersatz pepper is typically made of sawdust-type substitutes such as bark or for example ’winter pepper’; see especially ’witzpulver’ but also ’monk’s pepper’). Usually, victims had no idea that the Stasi were responsible and indeed, it is probable that they not always were. Many thought that they were losing their minds, and mental breakdowns and suicide could result. The 'dissolution’ is likely at least occasionally intended to carry the same connotation as in such uses as ’dissolution of marriage,’ 'breakdown of the traditional family unit,’ etc. It should perhaps be noted further that no one had a monopoly on monitoring communications, whether in East Germany or anywhere else.

Man East Germany was great, guys

Unpopular Opinion?

A big pet peeve of mine is when people get rid of their pets bc they’re going to have a baby. Your pet is your baby, and was your baby first. Its unfair to them to rip them away from their home because you want to have an actual child. It breaks my heart.
Whatever the problem is, there are so many alternatives before just getting rid of the pet altogether.
I dont care what the excuse is, I’ll never undrstand it. Its being an irresponsible pet owner. When you get a pet its your responsibility to give them a full, healthy, happy life until death.

anonymous asked:

Anakin rescuing his less injured mother from the tuskan raiders but his bike breaks and he's so close to home but he's giving birth and can't make it there in time. So he gives birth in a cave with his mom

I feel like at some point Anakin’s going to be like “I know I wanted you there when I gave birth but I didn’t mean like this”. And that’s… very much his feelings about the matter. It was probably part of the reason why he wanted to go back to Tatooine (and possibly a reason to go slightly earlier then he did in canon if you want to use that to make Shmi less… dead). He wanted to at least see his mother (because hey, she sort of went through it with him maybe has some advice/anxiety calming words) and if he can manage it have her come with him if only temporarily to be there when he gives birth. He did not want to end up in this situation.

Because I think slaves did the “group of women who have previously had children to support through birth” midwifery method (that doesn’t make sense… hopefully you know what I mean), Shmi has some level of knowledge and competency in helping someone through childbirth, including in not great places (slave quarters is probably the bulk her experience). So she knows what she needs to do and is just praying to every god she knows that there isn’t any complications.

There isn’t, and both Anakin and the child are fine. And sure it’s nowhere near as pleasant as it would be in the place with proper medical facilities but it turns out alright in the end.

tfw you casually say that you don’t really wanna go home for spring break but you have to and the person you’re talking to asks “why would you not want to go home?” and you suddenly remember that not everyone has a complicated relationship with their parents and also you definitely do not want to explain shit right now so better come up with a lie quick

the perfect marriage? hmm. we get hitched when we’re both 34 because you’re scared of dying alone and i’m looking for somebody to leech off of but of course i won’t admit to that. even though you’re never home i break my back to keep the house looking beautiful and i silently resent you when you do the slightest thing to mess it up or put something where it doesn’t belong. i have enough time to make all of your lunches and dinners that are healthy and tasty because i have no life outside of the home. we don’t eat together. our marriage is a sexless one and you start an affair. i find out but don’t mind because i figure i can keep living off of you. i gave up my school and work because of my lack of any sort of drive or ambition. i clocked out early but you didn’t mind when we met but now you resent me too. but i don’t even spend your money or pamper myself. i just exist. you feel like i’m killing you with my dour mood and brooding aura. 3 kids and a dog and a cat

it’s already 7 pm wtf i just got home……….only a few more hours till i gotta go to bed again………..is this how i’m going to spend my entire spring break????? waking up going to work coming home and going to sleep???????


“It was always a circle, from our hero’s family home to an underworld to the rallying of the tropes, and Gareth always wanted to get Jyn back home again; it starts with the home and end with (a metaphorical) home.”  - The Art of Rogue One, Josh Kushins


Officer who killed Ramarley Graham resigns. Graham’s family says justice wasn’t served.

  • NEW YORK CITY — Richard Haste, the New York City police officer who fatally shot Ramarley Graham, a black and unarmed teen, in 2012, has resigned from the New York Police Department.
  • An internal trial that found Haste guilty of wrongdoing and recommended his firing, officials announced on Monday.
  • But for Graham’s family, who for five years remained in the dark about disciplinary proceedings against Haste, the resignation is just another slap in the face.
  • Constance Malcolm, Graham’s mother, said the fact that Haste was allowed to resign without facing any criminal charges in civilian courts is shameful.
  • “I think the whole of New York City should be appalled with this decision,” Malcolm said during a press conference at NYPD headquarters on Monday. “There’s no way a cop should break in your home, kill an unarmed person and walk free, let alone get a pay raise every year from the time he killed my son.” Read more (3/27/17 1:35 PM) 

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