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I will be back… soon… (voice echoes dramatically)
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Hello everyone just a reminder that I freaking love u guys ❤️❤️❤️❤️
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I’m gonna become a new genre of person. I’m gonna start using the word ‘insurmountable’ in every sentence. I’m gonna eat mulch with my hands. I’m gonna wear two monocles
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23 stephanie brown/spoiler icons
under the cut is 23 100x100 icons of stephanie brown/spoiler in robin/spoiler special #1 (2008), requested by an anon. edited by me, please like or reblog this post if you use them.
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So many 100x100 stephanie brown icons under the cut. Like or rb if u use! I have so many of them it feels weird not to share lmao
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This has been an ear worm for the past month tbh
@celerem @crimeloyalty @crimefightr
Song you’re vibing to right know. I’ll go first.
Rolling in the deep (Adele)
Tagging: @chupkaryashi @nokhushionlygam @baarisheinmp3 @fictionaloverreall @asextasis
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I’m staying in an Airbnb for a wedding and it’s cold outside and I have no shame in admitting I’ve been lying on the heated bathroom floor
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Going away for a few weeks, may have time to write may not, will be around for plotting!
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             “pretty okay, I guess”- that one guy, one time.
  “you’re awesome now shut up”- said my girlfriend
                              “Wait, Dianne writes?”- one rp partner says.
“Please write with me I’m very lonely”- dianne
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Messing with the theme and colors of my blog. Trying to figure out the background. Rip.
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glitchexmachina​:
“Ah yes, Math is one of my best subjects to assist on.  Literature is all based on opinion and what you think the work is about.  Math is more figuring out how the formula works and applying it.  Let’s see what we’re working with.”
Hopefully it will help her with her sleep to not have to worry so much about this particular hurdle.  Tyson knew the pain of insomnia.  But this was pretty much from anxieties.
Stephanie slides the stack of textbooks, loose papers, and notebooks over, resting her forehead on the now empty table in front of her. 
“I can’t even look at it anymore. The numbers make no sense. Why are there letters?” She lifts her head and thumps it against the table, once, twice, three times. She had taken some sort of instant coffee powder from Tim’s stash. After only a few sips her head had started to throb and the pressure behind her eyes made her vision blurry. Ugh. What was in that stuff? And more importantly, how was Tim still alive?
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To be honest I think??? this whole "hating hotdogs thing" started like, last year. You know. When I got tossed into a vat of raw hotdog meat. Worst Friday night ever. I've been thinking about things like this lately. How I keep having things ruined for me in the weirdest way. I used to love hotdogs. My mom would sometimes make them for me on this little indoor grill she got at the thrift store. It was good. They used to make me think of her. Now every time I smell a hotdog I think about sitting in the Med Bay while Alfred pulls chunks of it out of my ears. Horrible. Anyway, I've now had pillow pets ruined for me because-
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Dick bit his lip as he felt hands thump impressively hard onto his back, forcing back the bile that threatened to run up at the motion. There had to be truth to Stephanie’s words. Dick trusted her, after all - she was the adult here. Plus, on any normal day, the idea of this would be… life changing fun. So he swallowed down any future protests. "No. I’d never back out! I’m down for this.” Dick would be fine. He’d be completely fine- 40 minutes later and Dick found himself halfway in a trash bin, puking his ever loving guts out with no sign of stopping. The teen groaned out a panicked, “Oh my god, Dames is going to kill me. And you. And throw us both in the Lazarus pit to bring us- blegh.” His words were cut off by another round of vomit.
She rubbed his back, wincing at the sounds of puke hitting the empty inside of the trash bin. Maybe... giving Dick ice cream hadn’t been the best idea. But! She knew how strict Damian was, especially with food, and her kid totally deserved to let loose every once in a while, and what better way to indulge than a carnival sundae? 
“And that’s why we don’t tell Damian. Ever.” She rubbed his back with one hand, running the fingers of her other through the hair on his forehead, moving it off to the side so he could see.
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“...Do you think it’ll work if we double the Lactaid next time?
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Stephanie slaps her hand into his, trying for a cool handshake but failing. Instead, she laces her fingers through his, acting as if this was her plan all along.
"Heck yeah."
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Really? She was agreeing to that? “Wonderful!” Blackfire took the hand to shake it, even if while doing so she was wondering just how much Steph was willing to risk. The temptation of just giving her something, perhaps that does what she claimed but also served as, perhaps, a bug to allow her to learn more about pretty much everything the earthen heroes did, or perhaps that also was able to infect everyone she meets with something - but no. The slim chance of actually getting that crown delivered, and in a way that Starfire would wear it as well, was worth too much.
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“Sounds like a plan. I look forward to a next meeting.” Her eyes went to the suitcase for a moment. She should probably take the things back, to avoid them being inspected too thoroughly before the crown would even get delivered; but again, that would ruin the look of it all being an action out of her truly wanting to reconcile with Starfire, so Blackfire decided against it. Instead, she simply chuckled to the question. “Oh, that. I’m afraid I can’t really tell you the details - all I can say is that I didn’t do anything criminal to get it. I have my sources.” Which in this case meant that she had a good while ago already hacked herself into Starfire’s communicator, allowing her to read every ridiculous thing her sister wrote to anyone or recieved, listen in to calls while they happened, check the little bit of database that the communicators had access to and take any numbers or otherwise contacts from it that Starfire had saved - but of course, that was nothing to admit to. Not as long as she wanted to keep that easy access available.
Stephanie gave the princess’ hand a firm shake. Holy shit was this actually working? She was getting the crown? Without a fight? She deserved a smoothie for her efforts. Oracle had gone silent in her ear, and she smirked under her mask. Alright, time to wrap this up. 
“I’m beginning to think you and I have different meanings of the word criminal,” she said, and dropped the other woman’s hand. She’d get the crown to the cave, show Bruce she could totally do this hero stuff, thank you very much, then go home and get a full 6 hours of sleep before school. 
Though she felt worry bubble in the pit of her stomach, she ignored it. She had done- was doing good work. She knew she could be rash, make decisions without thinking them through, but this was good, she was doing good. She was better. She knew that all this could be a lie a trick to hurt Starfire, but she couldn’t stop the little flicker of hope that she’d be able to help her friend reconnect with her somewhat-possibly-evil sister.  
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“So, are you gonna give it to me, or…” 
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