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@court--of--owls Should i be scared...?

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everytime i get a notification here I get so confused

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spending his bounteous inheritance

Original photo credit: Pygmy Falcon chick at the San Antonio Zoo

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Chaotic Library Gremlin Brain Vs Business School Hellscape

You know what's fun? Waking up at 5 AM with your brain screaming at you that you're forgetting something important but you can't remember what it is because YOU CAN'T REMEMBER ANYTHING. Thanks, multiple concussions and/or possible tragic backstory that I STILL CAN'T RECALL!!!

Seriously though, why am I in BUSINESS SCHOOL?! I already have a degree! I think? Pretty sure? The memories are fuzzy but I distinctly remember a graduation cap and someone saying "congratulations" and then everything goes blank again.

But I know BOOKS. I love BOOKS. I want to work in a LIBRARY. With the quiet and the shelves and the sweet, sweet organization systems that make my brain go brrrrr.

Instead I'm hauling my sleep-deprived ass to some fancy business school where they're teaching me about PROFIT MARGINS when all I want to do is alphabetize fiction and tell people to shut the hell up in the quiet section.

Had to double-fist coffee this morning just to keep my eyes open during the lecture on "strategic management" (aka how to exploit your workers while looking professional, I think??). My notes consist of exactly three bullet points and seventeen doodles of books on fire. Productive!

Also forgot my textbook. And my lunch. And possibly my dignity.

The only saving grace is that there are no boys here to mansplain economics to me. Small mercies. But still. STILL.

Fourth floor. NO ELEVATOR. Just stairs and despair.

If the school mysteriously burns down overnight, no it didn't 💅 and no I wasn't there.

ooc: i'm actually in an all-girls business program and yes it's better without boys around but OMG THE SCHEDULE IS KILLING ME. 6am wakeups, 30-min train ride, hiking up to the 4th floor... i'm just tired and being dramatic for notes lol. (also keep forgetting to put my earrings in and living in constant fear my holes will close even though it's been 5+ years)

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I hc Dick will be non-verbal for a bit when Bruce first adopts him

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too tired to think of a clever title

y'all ever just... exist? like that's literally all i'm doing right now. existing. barely.

haven't slept in 24 hours except for that glorious 15-minute power nap during third period where i straight up died at my desk and came back as some kind of sleep-deprived zombie. ms. peterson had the AUDACITY to wake me up. like ma'am, i was finally at peace.

now i'm just sitting here in calculus watching the clock move backwards while mr. hoffman talks about... something? numbers? who knows at this point. my brain is basically oatmeal.

honestly praying that my application to the local psych ward gets accepted soon. not because i'm crazy (debatable), but because those hospital beds look comfy af and they literally MAKE you sleep on a schedule. what a concept.

might just slide under my desk and hibernate until graduation. or death. whichever comes first.

peace out, losers. jayne "the walking dead" todd is gonna try not to faceplant into her textbook for the next 37 minutes.

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We need more of the Titans just barging into Dick's apartment. Let them just sporadically come into his place and steal his food and watch his TV.

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Seeing your supposedly dead son on the highway

(Still alive guys, enjoy this shit art❤️)

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Tim: hey dad how do I file my taxes?

Bruce: I honestly don't know.

Tim: but ... Then who does our taxes?

Stephanie: or are you that rich mfer that doesn't pay his taxes?

Dick, snatches their forms, grumbling in "doing the Wayne's taxes since he was 8": should have stayed on the streets, this is bullshit...

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Why would you kill him like this…

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big sister and little brother.

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nightwing snap stories be like:

back to my roots fr

thanks @foerchen for helping me caption them<3

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"go ask your dad" infinite loop

was thinking about them today (when am i not) and decided to draw them

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in honor of me getting the tim pride funko

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Idk if anyone else remembers, but Batman canonically carries around Bat-cookies according to the Batman/Scooby-Doo crossover.

I LOVE to think Batman carries them around as snacks for Robin. I love it even more to think he uses said cookies to bribe Robin into good behavior in a similar fashion to Scooby Snacks.

Little Dick Grayson: I don't wanna go to some stupid Gala! U can't make me!

Bruce, in desperation: would u do it for a bat-cookie?

Dick: woah! Bat-shaped! Cool!

Bruce: andddd you can have another one after the party

Dick, mouth full of cookie: okay :)

Bruce, internally: thank fuck a parenting hack that works

Batman: stop! Don't kill him!

Red Hood: and why do I give a fuck what you-

Batman: would u spare his life for a Bat-cookie?

Red Hood:

Red Hood: I'm not a kid anymore-

Batman: they're fresh, look, still warm

Red Hood: ...

Red Hood: this works ONCE. This ONE time. Gimme that damn cookie.

Batman: of course

Red Hood: Fuck I've missed these what the hell does Alfred put in em

Bruce: go to sleep, Tim

Tim: I'm almost done-

Bruce: go to sleep now and you can have a bat-cookie

Tim: a what?

Bruce: a bat-cookie. See? Here, first taste is free. Try it.

Tim: bribery? Really?

Bruce: positive reinforcement

Tim: giving me treats like I'm some kind of dog?

Bruce: try it and then we'll debate the ethics

Tim [eats cookie]:

Tim:

Tim: okay

Bruce: Okay?

Tim: if I promise to sleep a full 8 hours I want two more and a glass of milk

Bruce: u drive a hard bargain but I accept

Dick: aw, c'mon, Damian. One picture. For me, to remember your first day of high school. Do it for a bat-cookie?

Damian: -tt- I've heard of these so-called "bat-cookies" Insulting. I am not a child. I refuse to participate in such an asinine tradition.

Dick: shame. Alfred made animal-friendly ones so you can share with Ace and Batcow. I guess they don't get any treats either, then

Damian: well

Damian: since it would please you so very much, I will overlook this patronizing lapse in judgment

Damian [tries one bite of cookie]:

Damian:

Damian: given Batcows higher food intake requirements, I will require at least a dozen.

Damian [takes another bite]: perhaps two dozen

Duke: you agree I did a good job today?

Bruce: yes? I suppose. Earlier, when you stopped that-

Duke: shut it. Don't care. Cookie me.

Bruce: excuse me?

Duke: I know about the cookies, old man. You've been holding out on me. The cat's out of the bag. I did a good job, I get a cookie. That's how it works, right?

Bruce: uh well

Bruce: that was a long time ago

Bruce: i had to discontinue that method after-

Duke: are you saying I'm not a valid member of this family because I was never Robin?

Bruce: of course you are! But I don't have any on me-

Duke: don't. Lie. To. Me.

Bruce: Okay! Okay. You're right, I'm sorry. Here, take it. Just... do me a favor, and don't go announcing to the whole cave you got-

Duke: YES. MY FIRST BAT-COOKIE! SCORE!

Every batmember in the vicinity: BAT-COOKIES ARE BACK????

Bruce: NO! stay back! Stay back you animals! Alfred! Alfred! It's happening again-

Alfred, sighing: I'll preheat the oven, sir