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justherebecause15 · 9 months
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Pet names Bruce uses for his kids.
I'm having feelings so let's do this crap
Bruce's petnames are all either really old fashioned or strange. very few normal ones.
Dick: Chum, Dickie, kiddo, his little bird, baby. I feel like Bruce calls all his babies baby because. well. that's what they are. Dick won't let Bruce call him anything when he moves out. Bruce still does.
Babs: she's more of like a niece to him, but i can totally see him calling her barbie and kiddo and little girl.
Jason: Jay, lad, Jaylad, Jaybird (he 86'd that one when Roy started), bean. He calls him bean because he was a little bean. a tiny infant. he still does it when Jason's 6'4.
Tim: Sweetheart, buddy, timbit, Tater Tot, and the much longer Tim The Tater Tot.
Cass: Sweetheart, honey, sugarpea or sugarsnap, princess, my moon.
Steph: Steph, and Angel. sometimes, she's very tired and swear that he calls her "stephy". she's right.
Damian: With Damian, I like to think he reuses his mother's nickname of "beloved". I feel like he knows Damian misses his mama, but Bruce is one hell of an emotionally stunted alpaca and doesn't know what to do about it, so that's his little way of acknowledging her presence. Damian loves it. he also calls him dames, and sometimes little pear or cactus, because he's prickly. like a prickly pear cactus
Duke: he calls duke champ. like unironically. as well as kiddo and sport. Duke calls him an old man. Once he finds out about his powers he calls him a bunch of names to do with that. His little firefly(ONLY OUTSIDE OF GOTHAM), his lightbulb, starlight, sunny, my sun. Once he called him lighting mcqueen. Duke dyed his hair red in his sleep for that one.
I don't really know a lot of the other characters, like harper or cullen or luke. but of the ones I've got a grasp on, these what i think they'd be.
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Realising the slow descent into fanfic was inevitable after I unearthed this Hogwarts Magazine I made with my brother in the summer of 2000 after we'd been forced to take it in turns to read each chapter of Goblet of Fire.
Highlights include: an interesting take on the geography of the school, a very unique design for a dress robe utility belt and some unpublishable interviews I conducted with the teachers. Recipes look promising though!
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taylorswiftshipsbyler · 6 months
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I looked up what kind of halloween candy capricorns like (just because I wanted to see if it matched lol) and it said CAND CORN and REESES.
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theyre literally my two least favorite candies 😭😭😭
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lies · 6 months
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Sometimes when I'm birdwatching
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n1et · 9 months
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I made myself hot chocolate from scratch today. It was really nice; reminded me a bit of my trips with my godfather.
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lyxchen · 1 year
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I went to a birthday party today but was like 2 hours too early (for reasons too complicated to explain now) and I was able to do 1½ hours. Most guests haven't even arrived yet. I'm already sitting somewhere quieter with my headphones listening to my own music. This thing is supposed to go until 3am. It's now 5:30 pm. Wish me luck I will need it. Partys really aren't my thing huh
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if you ever feel overdramatic, just remember that when I was nine years old, I was told I got a 92 on a math test, cried for ten seconds, then hit my head on my bathroom counter and passed out.
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It might be difficult to believe, but the cockroach might be the “cleanest” species of insect- Google word's not mine
Well the bar is in hell so
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soggypotatoes · 1 year
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I think it's just genuinely so difficult for me to comprehend that people are affected by me attempting suicide
like, the first time, when I was 11, I told my dad a few days later and he said that's normal... a few other times, my suicidal feelings were brushed aside, and even tho I've lost someone to suicide and I fully understand how much it changes you and how painful it was I just can't, on a deep level, understand that it would affect other people like that if I died? it's that.. understanding it rationally but not emotionally. I still don't rly take seriously the fact that I attempted a month ago and almost succeeded. if they hadn't called the ambulance, I might not be here. my therapist keeps trying to convince me on a deep level that it matters and that people around me would rather me take up their time than take up their whole lives (for a while) by dying. it's so hard to understand!
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angliclamb · 2 years
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istg i thought vanoss played fallout ,,, am i stupid
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cate-to-minore · 1 year
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Once when I was eight years old I went to school, sat on my desk right next to the teacher desk and took the math textbook out of my backpack. The class started correcting together the homework we had assigned for the day and after two pages I realized I completely forgot to do the third one (this being the first time I ever forgot to do my homework, at least to my knowledge).
I was really good at math and I would've been able to do it on the spot if the teacher was going to ask me, so since she was right next to me I decided, instead of saying something, to just hold the textbook in a different way (not unusual for some other students but pretty unusual for me) so that the teacher couldn't see it, and to not show the lie on my face.
She noticed it (the textbook) and she asked me why I was holding it like that, what was I hiding. Did I not do the homework? Did I really think she wouldn't have noticed? Did I lie when she asked me, at the very beginning, if I did my homework?
I tried to answer and explain that I just forgot to finish them, that the ones before I already did, but since she didn't ask me to correct any exercise before she didn't believe me. She told me that if that was true, I would and should have said it from the beginning, and proceeded to yell at me in front of the already unwelcoming (to say the least) class.
That day I thought I learned the lesson and the next time that happened, a couple of months later, I told it straight away. She yelled at me again. Nothing was better than the other time. She wasn't less mad, she didn't humiliate me less. I couldn't understand. What's the point in telling the truth if the outcome is the same, if not worse?
Now I'm seventeen years old, with less then a month before I become an adult, and I still don't know what to do in these situations, and it got worse.
I had what I think was a misunderstanding with a teacher of mine, except I didn't realize she probably understood wrong what I said after four days of deep overthinking, in which I haven't seen her.
Should I tell her now? Should I tell her the first time we meet? Or should I wait for the subject to come up in the conversation and pretend I didn't realize yet? That seems the best option, because it doesn't hurt anyone (except for me, I'm so tired of faking facial expressions). Right? I don't know.
It's been a month and I've been avoiding her since, we're probably never gonna have that conversation anymore, but it still bothers me, because she probably still thinks I lied to her or something and I let her down again.
I don't know wtf should I do if this was to happen again?
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dudefrommywesterns · 2 years
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my mom called me OUT
"you've had this crush too long. you've liked him since you were six."
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fedsssssss-s · 1 year
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When I was little I had a bed with a bridge wardrobe, so the pieces of wall it was placed next to were covered with the wood of the furniture; the corner between the two panels had a slight defect: they didn't touch completely, probably one was crooked, so a very small crack was created, almost a hole, just above my head.
I was terrified of the dark, it sent me into total panic, I couldn't breathe and I cried for hours from fear.
When this happened, I put my mouth or nose on the crack and felt cold; every now and then I peeked into it and saw clearer but confused, due to the smallness of the hole.
Over time I understood that it was only the air between the real wall and the wooden one, and that the clear was nothing but the white wall that reflected the night light.
But at that moment for me it was my little escape from terror: I was convinced that the crack was also in the wall, so as to allow me to feel the night breeze outside and to see the glimmer of the street lamp in the condominium parking lot.
Today I'm thinking about it and I would like a portable slot to always have with me whenever I'm terrified of something, a small anchor that makes me momentarily forget everything and allows me to fall asleep, even if it's not real, hold at least hope in my hands what I felt in believing it so.
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#might be bi????????#cause like#WOMEN#but#like i convinced myself i didn’t like guys because i couldn’t see myself as being queer enough if i liked a guy yk#even though i’m not cis#but the more i think about it and the more i allow myself to like. actually see myself as a guy i think it’s easier to picture liking men#it’s weird#but then is it just like??? aesthetic attraction that i have??? do i just wanna be perceived as queer enough in a relationship or something?#please someone give me answers ????????#am i actually attracted to people at all or do i just like having something to point at to show that i’m queer#like am i using people for leverage for myself? am i just being selfish???#and the more i think about it the more i realize that what feel like crushes are the same thing as what i see as being comphet crushes from#when i was little#and what i feel like romantic love is the exact same as emotional closeness with my friends#but i still really want relationships yk????#i really want to be close to someone i love in a way that i can label as something More TM#and i kind of feel awful for that because it feels like i’m playing directly into amanormativity because i KNOW that friendship is just as#deep and important and it feels just as deep and important but#and i like! really want to kiss people and be A Couple TM and be seen as A Couple TM but maybe it’s just the latter? maybe i just care about#others’ perceptions of it whether it’s a partner or a person watching from the sidelines#and if someone asked me to distinguish between close friendship and romance i would just say that romance is like. a close friendship with a#label on it and is that right?? is that how it is for everyone?? or not????#i am Fucking Confused#saph’s rambles
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I know this is a baby show
BUT DUDE ARE THE TELETUBBIES
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hi-hello-its-jemau · 1 year
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I drew my 6 year old self if she met Roxy! I know roxy would be just as much her favorite as she is mine! The pizzaplex would've been heaven for me when I was little, I loved ballpits and music too so I think dj music man and Sundrop would be my favorites too ^v^
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