#incorrect quotes with pics

[fanaticalthings]

Give me crime lord!Jason who's actually on good terms with the batfam. Not only would it actually be helpful when it comes to missions surrounding underground/illegal operations (Jason would be able to retrieve way more insider knowledge) but also I think having a supervillain family member that you're chill with is just untapped comedic potential that needs to be taken advantage of.

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Damian gets into a petty fight with Bruce, and the next day, instead of waiting for Bruce to pick him up from school, he calls Jason, who shows up in full Red Hood regalia and just rides off with Damian.

Of course everyone at school sees that Wayne's son just got snatched by Gotham's most notorious crime lord, so ofc when Bruce gets there, sees Damian missing, and hears a series of panicked whispers about a gun slinging, criminal biker riding off with a prince of Gotham, Bruce immediately knows what's up and just sighs, already anticipating the many publication companies he's gonna have to bribe to stay silent.

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Sometimes, they need Jason's help with intercepting certain illegal trades within the underworld of, not just Gotham, but just common areas where shady businesses are most prevalent. And when Bruce requests that Jason brings evidence of said illegal shipments to the cave, Jason will smugly respond with "I can, but it'll cost ya"

And Bruce is all exasperated like, "Jason, please, this mission's been going on for a month, I just want to get it over with."

And Jason's just looking down at the crate of smuggled materials, recognizes that it's highly sought after by many rogues (maybe it's machinery parts or rare chemical substances, etc) and ofc Jason's about to be petty as hell when responding to Bruce:

Jason: I don't think you have any idea how valuable the stuff I have is. If I sold this myself in my part of the underground, I'd make a fortune!

Bruce: Jason

Jason: Butttt, if you're not willing to pay me for this, y'know, despite being a billionaire, I guess I could just auction this off to another willing client

Bruce: Jason

Jason: I hear Lex Luthor's been cookin' up something new for Superman. I wonder if he'd be interested?

Bruce: Son, please.

Jason:

Bruce:

Jason: I'll give you a family discount.

And it's just a back and forth of this EVERYTIME. And Jason only does it when he's collaborating with Bruce. None of the other bats have to deal with Jason demanding money.

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There was one time, during a Wayne gala where practically ALL the kids (except Jason, dude's still legally dead), had to show up. And around halfway through, the Red Hood just crashes through the skylight and then just fucking kidnaps Bruce Wayne, in front of everyone. And of course the gala has to be cut short.

Meanwhile, Bruce, in Jason's custody: I CANNOT believe you, son. WHY of all times would you do this? You are GROUNDED, I don't care if you don't live with me anymore, this is just UNACCEPTABLE-

Jason, completely ignoring him, holding up a tablet with news article headlines about this incident: Bruce, look at this shot they got of me crashing through the ceiling, I look fuckin' badass

And then when the fam (in costume) come to "save" Bruce, in a blink and you'll miss it moment, Bruce catches Cass and Jason whispering something to eachother in the corner and them fist bumping before Jason books it out of there. He can already feel a headache brewing.

And generally speaking, I feel like the batfam could be way more efficient with this arrangement. You got the regular team of bats, investigating from above, as well as being able to infiltrate socialite environments as Waynes. Then you got Jason, who can keep an eye on all the lesser exposed and lucrative activities whilst he keeps the underground businesses under his control. I feel like it would be a win win situation that would be hella interesting to see explored.

[plistommy]

steddie in a nutshell

[ellilyre]

[spencestiel-michelle]

Garcia: what do you do to cope with life’s unexpected challenges?

Reid: i get a new haircut. 

Garcia: that’s a lot of challenges.

[mother-mommy]

Crosshair: Your mom, next question

Hunter: Neither of us even has a motHE-

[leverage-ot3]

[mylifeisfruk4ever]

Bruce, after meeting baby stalker Tim during patrol: I'll just make sure he doesn't get into trouble, I won't steal a child this time!

Jason, texting Dick about their future little brother: Yeah, as you say.

[hisbucky]

*a day at the beach* Chris: Dad, you're staring again. Eddie: I am not. I'm just using my eyes! Buck, passing by bazonkas out shirtless: Hey, guys! Don't mind me. Here's your rocky road, Chris, and boring vanilla for your dad. Sorry I can't stay long, but I'll be right back after I pass out everyone else's ice cream! Eddie, weakly: See you later, Buck. Chris: Embarrassing.

[thischerik]

I could never leave you guys hanging @roosterbox

Charles is just disappointed because he actually projected the right emoji this time

[jeena-says-hi]

Ambrosius: Nimona? What are you writing?

Nimona: A fanfic.

Ambrosius…..

Ambrosius: About what?

Nimona: You and Ballister

Ambrosius: W-what? W-why?

Nimona: Ballister asked me to. I'm being paid.

Ballister *from behind the sofa* I TOLD YOU TO KEEP THAT ANONYMOUS IDIOT!

[get-cersie-an-elephant]

Brienne and Jaime as various tumblr quotes cause I love them

[veryberryjelly]

i’m so stupid i did the request thing wrong sorry can i get a martini with 7 and 9 and with spencer please 🙏🏽

spencer reid x reader

prompts ; ' already barely holding it together as they're getting their hand held and then they feel that reassuring squeeze and they just can't anymore ' [ set when emily 'dies' ]

𝐍𝐀𝐕𝐈𝐆𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 ✦ 𝐲𝐨𝐮'𝐫𝐞 𝐢𝐧𝐯𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐲 𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐧𝐞𝐫 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐲 !

the quiet of the hospital waiting room had never seemed so loud.

even with a group of chatty profilers sat in the plastic chairs, no one had dared utter a word while they waited to hear the status of their friend.

derek and penelope sat opposite yourself and spencer, white bandages visible from under the fabric of derek's t-shirt.

emily wasnt the only one who had been hurt today but she was the only one everyone was currently scared for.

and you had never seen penelope so quiet. her foot was tapping light against the floor despite derek's hand resting on her knee to try and stop it. her eyes were darting around the room waiting for a doctor or someone to update them on the condition of her best friend.

and then there was spencer. your usually full of life boyfriend was sat silent in the chair next to you. if you were walking past you wouldn't have recognised him. his tall stature was shrunk into the blue seat, his typical neat composure was discarded.

but his eyes were what worried you.

while his gaze hadn't drifted for 3 hours, you found it impossible to pinpoint what exactly he was looking at.

in those three hours your hand had never left his, your fingers interlaced, unwilling and unable to let go.

it was like a lifeline neither of you wanted to give up.

a set of footsteps grabbed your attention and you tugged spencers hand slightly, bringing him out of whatever daze he was in.

hotch stood infront of all of you, an indecipherable expression on his face, but that was nothing new for hotch.

a small shake of his head seemed to shatter everything.

the silence was shattered by a sob from penelope before derek brought her into his arms.

but both yourself and spencer remained frozen, not daring to move.

emily prentiss was dead.

you hadn't known her as well as anyone around you and the news still caused tears to cascade down your cheeks.

but when you turned your attention to the man beside you, you found his expression hadn't changed. he still looked far off

that worried you more than if he had break down crying.

" spence " you whispered quietly, trying to break him out of it.

and it did, but not in the way you imagined.

" can we go home ?" he asked, his tone pleading. he didnt want to be here and you didnt blame him.

" yeah, 'f course " you picked up your bag from the floor and the two of you said your goodbyes to everyone, promising penelope that you would call her tomorrow.

you only let go of spencers hand to climb into the car and even then, the minute you were both sat down and the doors were shut, your fingers slid into his once again.

the far off look in his eyes was beginning to scare you.

but you didnt want to pressure him to talk, so you simply gave his hand a squeeze and moved to turn on the car.

that was until you heard a choked sob escape echo through the car and you abandoned your task.

when you brought your eyes back to him his face had crumbled and tears were swiftly making their way down his cheeks and dying his shirt that had wrinkled from how long he had been sat uncomfortably in the waiting room.

" oh, baby " you whispered quietly, lifting your interlocked hands to your lips and pressing a kiss to his knuckles.

that only seemed to make matters worse. you couldn't comfort him from the drivers seat of the car while he sat crumbling in the passengers seat.

and while it wasnt the most elegant manoeuvre, you didnt care as you slid over the centre console until your legs were straddling his and your arms were wrapped around his neck.

there wasnt even a second between your arms wrapping around his neck and his arms wrapping tightly around your waist, holding the two of you against eachother.

nothing was said as you held onto him, tears sliding down both of your cheeks and forming damp patches on your shoulders.

you didnt move.

you couldnt.

and you didnt want to either.

time seemed to speed by and yet it also seemed to go at a snails pace.

you weren't sure how long the two of you sat there entwined in each others arms, but the sight of the sky lightening up seemed to bring you out of it.

and even then, it only pulled you out of your bubble long enough to press a kiss to spencer's cheek.

" c'mon, let's get you home "

[plistommy]

[a-dauntless-daffodil]

potato is love, potato is life- local hell woman gives potato to her angelic future wife

Charlie: “I don’t think I should be allowed to interact with women ever again.”

Husk: “Is this about Vaggie giggling over a fucking potato earlier-”

Charlie: “OH IT’S ABOUT THE POTATO ALL RIGHT! WHY THE FUCK DOES THE PHRASE ‘apple of my eye’ EVEN EXIST IN THE SAME UNIVERSE WHERE ‘earth apple’ IS ANOTHER WORD FOR POTATO??? WHY DO PEOPLE CALL THE STUPID SPROUTY THINGS ON POTATOES ‘eyes’????? CREATION IS STUPID! IT DOESN’T MAKE SENSE!!”

Husk: “Did you fucking give her the potato.”

Charlie: (slumping) “I was trying to be romantic-!”

Husk: “Did you call HER your potato.”

Charlie: “THE POTATO OF MY HEART! The tuber of my root sprout!”

Husk: “Oh fuck. Shit, that’s. That’s terrible. You really shouldn’t fucking talk to women anymore.”

Charlie: (sobbing) “I WAS TRYING!!! TO BE SWEET!!!!!”

Angel Dust: “-hey gays m’kay, real fucked up question for ya both but- anyone know why Vag G-string is makin’ soppy doe eyes at an uncooked tater tot?”

Husk: “It’s because she’s almost as much of fucking fail loser as her girlfriend, is why.”

Charlie: (sniffs) “She. You think she likes it…?”

Angel Dust: “Charlie chip, she’s starin’ at the damn thing like it’s her first born child.”

Charlie: “Oh…”

Charlie: “…”

Charlie: “Unholy shit…. I am so GOOD with women-”

Husk: “No. No you’re fucking not. It’s just her.”

Charlie: “Well she’s the only one who counts so that’s perfect!”

Angel Dust: “Oh please don’ tell me you gave her the potato-”

Charlie: “BE RIGHT BACK IM GONNA GO GET HER ANOTHER ONE!!!”

Husk: “NO-!”

[marsinoff]

Charles, arriving at Ferrari HQ: Sorry for being late! Max is my excuse.

[tanked-up]

Saw it with my own eyes