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Verse: Save Me From My Kids (new verse yay lol)
A/N: A supernatural version of Parenting for Dummies. Haha. *throws fic at you* have some shenanigans featuring exasperated!Bruce and his kids.
“I’m going crazy.” Bruce mutters, “Is it time for them to go to college yet?”
“There’s always boarding school, sir.” Alfred replies, handing Bruce some aspirin. “And heavy liquor.”
A/N: Ate Ali said I could write a fic about Tim sitting. So I wrote a fic about Tim sitting down for an entire day. lol.
Snippet: “I sleep fine. And Dick is such a tattle. You really shouldn’t believe him.” Tim flaps the sleeve of Jason’s jacket at Bruce, “Half the things he says are lies. Or hyperboles. Gosh, darn, those hyperboles.”
Title: The Not-Adventures of Mr. Bean
A/N: Ate Ali wanted pet sitting uvu
Snippet: This is Tim’s life. Talking to a cat. Albeit, a very expressive cat. Jason’s cat. Because if it’s Jason’s, then it’s automatically a cut above the rest and slightly abnormal.
Verse: Angry Birds
A/N: Takes place after The Mating Rituals of Birds and during Bird Show. As always, dedicated to Ren!
Snippet: “You bought me flowers.” Tim stares at said flowers in slight shock, warily accepts them. “You don’t buy me flowers.”
Title: In Which We’re a Daytime Soap Opera
A/N: Companion fic to We’re Either a Murder Expose or a Rom-Com
Snippet: “What do you mean what’s the problem? The problem is he’s hot. I want – oh my god, Roy. I want to lick him. Is that weird? I want to lick him. I think he’d taste like high definition movies, Aaron Tveit, Dylan O’Brien, and nineteenth century romance novels. Is that weird?” Jason is literally five seconds from bursting out of his skin with sheer what the fuck, why is he so hot, I have so many feelings.
Title: We’re Either a Murder Expose or a Rom-Com
Snippet: “Besides. You sigh dreamily, Tim. Dreamily isn’t even an adverb you’re supposed to use outside of fanfiction and really, really cheesy romance novels. But you sigh dreamily.” Jaime adds on, shoving a fork in Tim’s mouth before he can defend himself properly. “Tim, you aren’t a disney princess. We went through this. No matter how hard you try you will never be able to find a deserted cottage in the woods to live out your life in solitude. There’d be no wi-fi and you’d go crazy within the day.”