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straytim:

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♦—”And here I thought you were finally starting to trust me on jobs of my own, Daddy.”—♦

 "I do trust you, Timothy. I’m just here to check in like any good mentor.” He ignored the nickname.

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notesxnights:

                “You are very welcome, Monsieur!”

Came the happy chirp in response as the brunette  turned from him, her own cup in hand, to step away after doing her good deed for the day only to c o l l i d e with yet someone else. There was a squeak and a splash as her coffee splattered on the floor drawing a groan from its owner. 

Watching wordlessly as the accident took place  before him, he winced. Nothing could be done to  aid it so he offered a sympathetic smile.       — “We could share this cup,            that is if you wouldn’t mind?”

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fightwing:

“Meeting me is always good fortune. You I’d say maybe moderate fortune. Lukewarm fortune,” He leaned against the ledge easily, hiding the coiled-up tenseness in his shoulders. 

“Better than average,” Dick continued. “But there’s always room for improvement. Anyway if you’re planning on stealing something important tonight you’ll have to make a change of plans. Pencil me into your schedule.”

"Lady luck has certainly chose a good form to be in.” He laughed softly, fingers drumming.       —”No, not tonight. I’m simply taking an evening stroll in my more flattering garments. All in hopes for fitting you in, darling.” He was really only monitoring  things, the intent didn’t count. 

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thelittlestbrat:

    “There’s a rat that lives under this particular street. He has been assisting me in a search.”

"Is this rat an animal or-? You never did tell me what for.”

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fightwing:

Dick gave him a lopsided grin, fading bruises on the corner of his lips. “The stars,” he answered airily.

His eyes flickered to the knuckle dusters, faintly wary, before smoothing over into practiced nonchalance. “Nothing too romantic for the likes of me. Besides, Bats and I don’t work together as much as people like to think. Or don’t like to think.”

"What good fortune we have to cross each other this day,” He responded in kind, humming thoughtfully.  “You’re still two sides of the same coin to me, my friend. Still in the way of my heists.” 

[tenara]

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tenara:

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gottaborrowyourbody:

This was uncomfortable. Raising his hands slowly, to avoid a violent misunderstanding, Joey signed. Can you understand me?

It wasn’t likely, Most people didn’t know any sign. The hurdle was a real hassle when he didn’t have his friends around.

Sebastian knew what signing was, not that he learnt it himself so he shook his head slowly. Okay, it was safe to look at him then, wasn’t it? He patted a pocket on his harness, finding a phone before handing it to him.        — “Type it.” 

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killjoyism:

MY CHEMICAL ROMANCE- CONVENTIONAL WEAPONS SENTENCE STARTERS:

❝ i’m not asking. ❞ 

❝ you’re not telling. ❞

❝ he’s not dead, he only looks that way. ❞ 

❝ take me out there. ❞ 

❝ save me from my self destruction. ❞ 

❝ hopeless for you. ❞ 

❝ i bought my enemies rope to hang me. ❞ 

❝ i’m not laughing. ❞ 

❝ you’re not joking. ❞ 

❝ i’m not dead, i only dress that way. ❞ 

❝ we got the bomb !! ❞ 

❝ let’s go !! ❞ 

❝ it better be black, it better be tight, it better be just my size. ❞ 

❝ if all my enemies threw a party, would you light the candles? ❞ 

❝ fell in love with a vampire. ❞ 

❝ say ‘hello’ to the brush fire, baby. ❞ 

❝ you gotta take it from me. ❞ 

❝ i’m gonna take it from you. ❞ 

❝ they’re sitting back on an empire while the world lays back. ❞ 

❝ say hello to the good times. ❞ 

❝ they got machines to keep us alive. ❞ 

❝ when the mixtape plays, choke down the words with no meaning. ❞

❝ i stopped bleeding three years while you keep screaming for revolution. ❞  

❝ we got no heroes ‘cause our heroes are dead. ❞ 

Keep reading

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;; Grey’s Anatomy Starters

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rpmemes-gallery:

❝ Why do you think I want to keep an eye on you? ❞

❝ Can you keep a secret? ❞

❝ Oh, my God. I’m gonna die. ❞

❝ He has no pulse! ❞

❝ What’s the point? What’s the point of anything?

❝ You’re a complete tool sometimes. ❞

❝ I’m not an ugly duckling anymore. I’m a swan. ❞

❝ I’m glad he’s getting laid. I should be getting laid. ❞

❝ Our lives are built on our mistakes as much as our successes. ❞

❝ It seems like you came home because you thought you were in trouble. ❞

❝ I came back, but I’m not home. And I’d really like to be home. ❞

❝ It’s okay. You go. We’ll be fine. ❞

❝ You had sex. How was it? ❞

❝ When did you become such a kiss ass? ❞

❝ I still got it. My superpowers are intact. ❞

❝ We should have never gotten married in the first place. ❞

❝ Don’t be sorry, be better! ❞

❝ I’ll give you ten bucks to stab me in the face right now. ❞

❝ That poor handsome fool. ❞

❝ You will never, ever find another friend as good as me. ❞

❝ The world keeps going without you. ❞

❝ Somethings are simply out of your control. You can’t change them, you can’t bend them to your will. ❞

❝ People change, but they don’t change. ❞

❝ I lost my shoe! ❞

❝ Don’t give me some nonsense about how absence makes the heart grow fonder. ❞

❝ I don’t understand how this keeps happening! ❞

❝ You’re right, I’m fleeing. Like Bambi from a forest fire. ❞

❝ I’m sorry this happened to you and I’m sorry it made you hate me. ❞

❝ Glad you’re back. ❞

❝ Can two people really be meant to be? ❞

❝ I’m not a spoon. I’m a knife and I’m going to stab you in the eyeball. ❞

❝ Sometimes we have to get lost. To find each other. ❞

❝ Why do you keep calling me princess? ❞

❝ I am laughing, just not externally. ❞

❝ Check yourself before you wreck yourself. ❞

❝ I think I’m falling in love with […], and I’m really afraid it’s going to destroy me. ❞

❝ You need to expand your horizons. ❞

❝ When we’re done here, can you braid my hair? ❞

❝ If you ever cheat on me, I will kill you. ❞

❝ You want to be a mess, be a mess. I don’t care. I can take it. ❞

❝ She was perky, and she sounded happy and tall with a lot of great hair. ❞

❝ I just got here, I haven’t had a chance to screw anything up yet. ❞

❝ I’m going to miss you. ❞

❝ It’s the past, and you don’t have to defend it. ❞

❝ I hate both of you right now. ❞

❝ You’re making a mistake–a big one. ❞

❝ I was staring at Simba. ❞

❝ You gave me syphilis! ❞

❝ This is why I keep you around. ❞

❝ So, that’s what rock bottom looks like? ❞

❝ I’m asking for a job, not a date to the prom! ❞

❝ He’s an attractive guy. Good bone structure, hypnotizing eyes. ❞

❝ Carpe Diem. How annoying is carpe diem? ❞

❝ I think I like this rules thing. ❞

❝ You must be the woman whose been screwing my husband. ❞

❝ You’re my person. ❞

❝ I don’t want to never see you again. ❞

❝ I’m short so my punches land low. ❞

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notesxnights:

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“Coffee. A gesture of niceness because you  looked sleepy so here’s a cup. And here’s a  few packets of cream and sugar to go along with it. Have a great day!”

Sebastian blinked when the cup was settled down in front of him, his gaze going up to it’s generous gifter with a pleasantly surprised smile crossing his features.                     — “ I will now. Thank you, Madame.” He raises the cup to toast before sipping gratefully.

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theredwonder:

Great, the cats were starting to swarm. He shifted this way and that, trying not to have any of them crawl over him. “Surely style is really subjective. I mean, people don’t go out of their way to dress badly. They think they look fine.”

Sebastian folded his arms, watching in amusement as his cats grew interested in the cowled boy, one going as to swat at his head.       — “Style is acquired, non-debatable. Those that argue it tend to be those that lack it. I’m simply trying to help- You understand, Timothy.”

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fightwing:

Two little bats hanging upside down. The first little one didn’t make a sound. The second one – Dick stopped the singsong rhyme in his thoughts before it distracted him further. 

“Everything is a part of the plan,” he answered, hoping it sounded mysterious enough. “Even this. Even what we’re saying, right now. Planned. Planified.” 

“How threatening,” Sebastian laughed, sitting himself on the concrete ledge. His long legs bend to fold, chin propped up on a knuckle duster lined fist.       — “So, is it the stars that decided upon our meeting, or your papa? Because the former sounds a little too romantic for the likes of us, no?”

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thelittlestbrat:

    “At least our opinion on the matter is the same. I’m heading for the sewers.”

“...On this street? Where could you possibly be going to from here?”

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gottaborrowyourbody:

This could end badly. He wasn’t sure if Prowler was on the good or bad side today, and he was already pushing his luck by lingering in Gotham. Now he found himself staring down one of it’s Rogues.

He didn’t speak- couldn’t, in fact. There was no way to communicate without a pad and pen. He just moved closer. Slowly inching his way towards the other man.

"...?” His eyes remained downcast, but he shifts when the other male does, taking a hesitant step back as he read his gait. Non-offensive. His frown deepened as he resisted moving further backward.

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grxyson:

       the little snap of the satchel coming loose from around his shoulders might as well be the sound of a gun cocking. dammit. dick already knows what’s coming before it hits him, and he grunts, yanked down into a strangling chokehold. one that’s meant to knock him unconscious, he’s sure. so that rib must doing pretty well for itself, then? he probably shouldn’t have written off crocodile tears so quickly. 

       but the thief also underestimates just how well he’s able to get himself out of his little mess-ups … or how well he’s able to fake it, anyway. nightwing smashes a boot into the other man’s knee, just enough to get the grip to loosen, and then he’s going to flip him, to throw the thief away and create some distance between them. he’s already dizzy, light headed. can’t waste any more time.

The boot to his knee has his heart thumping loudly as he felt the shift of bone. But it wasn’t displaced, thank goodness. He inhaled thinly as he revised his lock, flipping them over before taking his arms between his crouched knees.     — “May we meet under better circumstance next time, mm? I’d leave you a number but that would certainly be unwise.” With his free hand, Sebastian tilts Nightwing’s head. pressing a peck against his nose bridge. How darling. Teeth gleamed as his lips tugged into a snide smirk. He couldn’t help himself, how playful he had made him. “Au revoir for now, Minou.” Sebastian breathed as he released his hold, moving back sharply with his satchel in tow. Liquid black, he slips off the edge of the building to his getaway ride, the bike roaring as it tears across asphalt. 

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“I know you,” Prowler’s eyes were down gazed underneath the red tinted goggles he wore, on the lines of his suit piece, but no higher. His chin remained raised.      — “You don’t linger in Gotham, do you?  I don’t know why you’re here, so I won’t have anything to say, Let me go.”