lighting the bat signal

Off Limits (Skam - Chris x OC) Part 10

Pairing: Chris x OC

Synopsis: Mara Magnusson has always had everything she ever wanted in her life, except for one thing. The boyish charm of her brother’s childhood friend had wrecked her poor heart and ruined her for any other guy – you can trust her, she has tried. She could see the way he looked at her, though she knew there were rules about not hitting on your best friend’s little sister. Luckily for her, there were no restrictions when it was the other way around.

Word count: 2.6k

A/N: Longest part so far. I first considered cutting it short but then again, I hate cutting a chapter in the middle of the action (I’m aware that this is kinda what a cliffhanger is supposed to be but I just can’t do this to myself) Listen to this while you read! Whenever I write an action scene, I never play it in my head with loud, energetic music, it’s always in slow-mo and soft intrumental music to make it 10x more dramatic. I love being dramatic.


Part 9 <<<< >>>> Part 11

Chris came right on time. Short before seven o'clock, Mara’s phone buzzed and she grabbed it without looking at the message, shoved it in her pocket and put on her coat before leaving through her window and going down the fire escape staircase to meet Chris. He was already there when she reached the backstreet, his car parked on the sidewalk. He didn’t see her coming because he was on his phone – most likely texting her to tell her he had arrived. When she opened the door, Chris jumped on his seat, he hand flying up to cover his heart.

“Jesus!” He exclaimed. “You scared me, I thought it was someone else!”

“Don’t get your panties in a twist,” Mara joked, leaning over to kiss him and wipe away his shocked expression at the same time. “Who else could it be?”

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“Are you sure you should be shining a 20,000-watt light into the night sky?”

“Uh, ever heard of the Bat signal?
It’s actually kind of a genius plan.
She’s gonna see her trademark GF flame in the sky, zip on down, next thing you know, she’s wearing me like a backpack and we’re halfway to Tokyo for some Wagyu beef.”

- Powerless 107

In case anyone needed proof of just how big a nerd I am. I bought this last year at Target. Originally I went in looking to pick up more hooks to hang things on my wall but in the same aisle they had rotating night-lights that project an image wherever you turn them. So naturally I bought myself the Batman night-light so I could make the Bat Signal appear on my ceiling and walls. I don’t need a night-light but I’ve got one anyway.

Merry Hanukkah Happy Christmas

The start of Hanukkah and Christmas fall on the same day this weekend, a rarity that comes only every few decades. It means millions of people of both faiths will be lighting candles together, across the land.

Hello? Haters? Are you seeing this celestial bat signal?

It’s a sign. Interfaith wonderpowers: Time to activate. Because the darkness has been deep this year. (x)

adi-who-is-also-mou  asked:

Also also, Darcy and Bucky, Coffee shop AU no 4 pls

you give me a different fake name every time you come into starbucks and I just want to know your real name bc ur cute but here I am scrawling “batman” onto your stupid cappuccino

Normally, Bucky hates his job. Normally.

Now he watches the clock for 2:45pm to show up and bring her in, the brunette bombshell with no name. She always complements Steve’s latest drawing on the latte board, samples whatever drink Nat is trying to hustle her, but with him…


“Duke Ferdinand.”

New name every time, then she tips, gets her coffee, and goes.

Pumpkins Not Dead soy latte.


“Alexander Hamilton, my name is Alexander Hamilton.”

Clint spends the next week singing Helpless under his breath every time she walks in to the store.

Dancing Monkey banana frap.



He can’t help the bat wings he draws surrounding the same, Steve adding in the light for the bat signal.



He laughs, of course she’d love Pride and Prejudice. And it stays Darcy for the next five visits.

“Dude, my name is actually Darcy. Are we flirting or not?”

And if the dopey look on his face wasn’t enough of an answer, the entire staff yelled “YES” behind them.