mine: days

I know the original ‘bat cave’ was… you know….. a cave where literal bats lived, but I bet a lot of them left with the construction of the computers and the artificial lights, especially because most of the commotion would be at dawn and dusk, when the bats were heading out or trying to come back to rest.

BUT I’m sure there are some bats that give exactly zero shits, and live in the cave anyway (the unshakeable Alfred-like bats).

But like…bats poop?! So Bruce and Alfred, in the really early days, must have made a breathable tarp that hangs a respectable distance from the ceiling to catch the poop so it doesn’t land on a) million dollar prototypes b) evidence, or, the most valuable of all c) Alfred’s cookies.

Every now and then the tarp has to be taken down so it can be replaced, but it is 100% IMPOSSIBLE to remove the tarp without getting bat poop ALL OVER yourself.

What I’m saying is that at one point every single Robin and Batgirl has committed an offence that got them on bat-shit duty

(It’s almost as as bad as being grounded from patrol)

(almost)

i think i wanna marry you

pairing: shawn x reader

word count: 516

warnings: none

Cool, morning air lightly hung in the kitchen as the smell of spring wafted through the open window over the sink. Two figures sat across from each other at a circular, wooden table over bowls of cereal and basked in the comfortable silence of their home. A tall, skinny vase sat between the two of them and a single daisy stood in the clear structure. The dark haired boy twisted it around slightly so that the petals were facing his girl. She smiled at him and reached out for the carton of milk on the table to pour a little more into her bowl.

“Alright. Let’s do this.” His raspy morning voice broke the serenity of the kitchen. 

“Huh? Do what?” She asked, confused and still half asleep as a spoonful of cereal hung between her fingers.

“I wanna marry you today.” He told her seriously and sincerely, his dark eyes never leaving hers. 

The spoon she held fell from her grip into the bowl with a clang and little drops of milk splashed out onto the table top. She spluttered slightly as air got caught in her throat and she patted her chest lightly in response.

He laughed a bit at her response, but still pressed on. “So, are we doing this thing? Wanna get married?" 

"Shawn, are you being serious? You want to get married today? We’ve got nothing planned… Today?!" 

Shawn laughed again and his teeth sparkled in the early morning sun. His dark eyes lit up at the sight of her, despite the slight bags under them and the red rings that had formed around them. Shawn reached his hand out on the table and placed his large hand on top of hers. 

She bit her lip in excitement and looked into his eyes for just a second. Her hair was a mess from the bed she had left only ten minutes ago and she probably still had some sleep gunk in the corners of her eyes. She wore only slightly embarrassing bright pyjamas with oversized, fluffy, pink slippers and an old dressing gown to match. A few angry, red spots had unfortunately found a new home on her chin and forehead and a few wild eyebrow hairs had managed to escape the wrath of her tweezers. Amongst all that, Shawn still thought she was beautiful. Beautiful enough to propose to over the breakfast table and beautiful enough to want to go to bed that night as her husband. 

Shawn pulled the daisy out of the vase and presented it to her across the table. "So, are you gonna leave me hanging? Or are we doing this thing?” He asked with a cheeky smile. 

She gripped his hand that was still in hers on the tabletop and stole the daisy from between his fingers. She brought it to her nose and hid her face behind it for just a second. She twirled the daisy in her fingers and looked into his chocolate eyes over the top of the spinning petals. Then, a wide grin broke out on her face. 

“Let’s do this thing.”

3-28-17 | 47/100 Days of Productivity

english was fun - mythology’s so interesting, though, wHat eVEN. i think my favorite myth from greek mythology is with icarus and daedalus? like there was this children’s tv show featuring this story and i was like 6 at the time and i was SO MINDBLOWN. the myth of icarus and daedalus will forever be a fav.

🎶 currently listening to : Can’t Bring Me Down - EXO (i’m powerful af, that’s why. you’re powerful af, too. wE’RE ALL POWERFUL AF. no one will bring us down yEET.)