#batsignal 〉inbox .

[evil-mcytblrconfessions]

Goo goobie is like the batsignal for autistic people

i have no clue what this means and i laugh every single time i scroll past it in the inbox. goo goobie is like the batsignal for autistic people is now unleashed.

[redhead-reporter]

“The next time you and Beck want to go to Ibiza, you know you can just take my jet, right?”

º ✧ 。 random chaos in the inbox with @batsign !

"If actually GOING to Ibiza had been the goal we would've. But we were high and Beck bet me $50 that you would notice within a few hours if I charged something stupid like that to the emergency card you gave us... I bought myself a REALLY nice dinner with that money, so thanks for that."

[qqueenofhades]

You're a historian, so why in the world do you believe that the Civil War was about slavery and not state's rights? That's a lie taught in elementary school.

oh my god oh my god oh my god oh my god

[crimefightrmoved]

What are you wearing?

I’m going through some stuff…

[felinoir-a]

𝐒𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐇   𝐎𝐑   𝐏𝐀𝐒𝐒

❝  . . . Is Selina around? Are you guys off again right now? Is this being recorded?  ❞

Hesitant 𝐒𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐇. [ She's trying to not get into a catfight over a man. ]

[werehurt]

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[widogasm]

Bidet! I recently wrote an Astrid-centric fic, and I was wondering if you would be interested in beta-reading it? I fell into CritRole about halfway through the current campaign, and haven't yet made time to listen back through the first forty-odd episodes, so I'd love to have someone who can make sure I didn't totally screw up a major point of canon. No pressure, obviously, but wanted to reach out :)

FIRST OF ALL, i want to say i’m sorry because i have no idea when you sent this, tumblr hasn’t been notifying me about new asks recently and i don’t check my inbox that often!! 

do you still need a beta-reader? i’m not necessarily a very good one, but i can always put out the batsignal here?

[autisticthassarian]

AM i a bitch who wont let people have headcanons? yes. do i want to flash the idiot batsignal on my inbox about it? no

[b-atmans]

How does one approach you wanting to plot/RP?

Batsignal       

Sending me a meme from the #batmeme tag on my blog usually works! I have a pile of drafts and inbox messages, and I’m kind slow, but, alternatively, tagging me in a starter is also effective! If this is in regards to a message already sent, that I haven’t gotten to it, yet! I’m usually quicker with asks, except I have quite a few messages right now that I haven’t gotten to.  

[what-is-sibling-test]

from 'RittenhouseTL' for all things Timeless https://ift.tt/2LydK19 via Istudy world

[citation needed]

so this morning, an anon told @prairiepirate​ the delightful information that Goran was originally planning to be a history or geography teacher. I made this post about needing a Garcy Rival Professors AU immediately, and believe in fulfilling my own desires, so…

Also available on AO3.

Lucy Preston’s day has started out as well as Monday in the first week of term possibly can, which is to say, not very. She has dodged the hordes of undergraduates wandering vaguely in the direction of class, opened her email to find that the article she submitted to a journal expecting to be rejected in six months has been rejected in two days, and remembered that she still has to go to that godforsaken departmental meeting at three o’clock this afternoon. This is when they are going to divvy up all the extra busywork for the quarter that nobody wants to take on, so if you were smart, you’d just say your class ran late, you got distracted with research, or all your electronic devices died and you never got the reminder email. Most unfortunately, Lucy is a conscientious person who would feel bad if she did that, and the next round of tenure recommendations is coming up soon. Ergo, you brownnose. Like a champ.

Her first class isn’t until tomorrow, so she decides if she wants to look at the feedback the journal editors sent on her article (answer: probably not), googles some places to re-submit it, and fights the ever-present conviction that she is a hack and a fraud who is shortly going to be exposed for all the world to see. She eats lunch in her office, edits the 300 typos in the syllabus that she missed before posting it online, and then around two-thirty, sighs deeply and gathers up her bag and folders. Might as well head down to the conference room and stake a spot. Then she can hide by the coffeemaker until three.

Lucy strides down the hall, through the intermittent pools of September sunlight, and reaches the room, then pushes the door absently open. Maybe enough of the others will have skived off that they’ll have to reschedule, which is a conflicting thing to hope for, but it’s always better to put off doing an unpleasant thing until the future, rather than have to face it now. Or maybe they can just –

“Hello, Lucy.”

She almost has a heart attack, papers flying out of her arms, as she bangs her hip on the doorknob and whirls around – she didn’t think anyone else was here this early yet, and she knows that voice, but has absolutely no idea why it’s here. She has just enough time to think that this has to be a terrible mistake. Then she sees who is sitting by the virtual whiteboard and playing with the clicker, sending it rattling through the Good Organizational Development slides that the last occupants of the room forgot to close out of, and –

“What,” Lucy says, just managing to sound cordial, “are you doing here?”

Garcia Flynn raises an eyebrow at her in the manner of an individual (or in this case, smug asshole) who has been sitting here for twenty minutes hoping to do just that. “Don’t tell me you don’t read your emails, Professor Preston?”

Lucy opens and shuts her mouth. There were, to be exact, 285 emails in her inbox this morning, some of which she possibly should have been more conscientious about checking over summer vacation, but she skimmed the important-looking ones and deleted the rest. She feels like she would have had a Batsignal to notice anything to do with – well, with him, but apparently not. Not to be too dramatic about it, but this man is her nemesis. She can’t remember the first time they met, because the brain blocks out traumatic memories, but they have somehow managed to attend an absurd number of the same conferences for an American modernist and a European medievalist, and he seems to make a personal point of turning up at her papers and asking five hundred obnoxious questions afterward. Mostly of the “have you considered this document from two centuries earlier that says something entirely different” variety, while Lucy smiles at him with a No Because I Don’t Study That Period Jackass homicidal glint in her eye. She tried to be receptive to constructive criticism and ask him what document he meant once, so he pointed her to some bogglingly obscure item from 1482, held in the special collections of the Ludwig-Maximilians-Universität München in Germany. It is written in Old Church Slavonic. There is no translation available. He apparently knows it by heart.

“I didn’t…” Lucy struggles for a fixed smile. “I mean, what exactly are you doing at Stanford, Dr. Flynn?”

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[crimefightrmoved]

puts a hand on his shoulder. " Father. You have a new lover every day. I can stand next to a boy if I want. "

                    An incredibly long silence. " It's not everyday."

@vigilantaes .

[crimefightrmoved]

What Rogues do you think are more redeemable?

" It's not a question of how. " He argued, sternly and without missing a beat. A question that must have been asked a thousand times over. " Redemption is for people who want to make the effort to pull themselves out of wherever they were. And it's not easy and it's not simple, and everyone needs a helping hand, but they have to make the choice to do better. I still think that's possible for all of them. It just has to start with one choice. "

[crimefightrmoved]

Did you hear the hot goss out of Crime alley B-Man? there's a wedding brewing.

" That's unfortunate. " He mumbles, not really listening past Crime Alley. He doubts anything celebratory could come out of that street, let alone a wedding.

[crimefightrmoved]

"Are you sure you're still up for babysitting? I can call tonight off. That's three sets of eyes off the streets, you know?"

Bruce is already determined to ignore her, if he was honest, having gotten his grandson back. John just already laughing in his arms and trying to grab at his scruff as if it was the most fascinating thing. He couldn’t disagree since it seemed to keep him entertained for now. 

    “ Barbara. It’s fine. “ He finally reiterated, looking up and away from John to his mother with a reassuring smile. “ I’m sure everything will be fine. “ 

He turns away then, moving to a chair to sit down and distract John by making faces despite having discovered from their last visit that John was more amused with his lack of expression than any attempt at making comical faces. 

    “ And if all things go utterly disastrous, I have the League on speed dial. Let them fare against Gotham for once. “ He added, looking up again and propping the little boy that seemed to objectively protest against his “faces” to a sitting position so he could smile and wave at his mom. “ Now shoo, you’re taking valuable Grandfather and Grandson time from me. “

@rollingthundcr .

[crimefightrmoved]

who's the favorite?

( ... )

[crimefightrmoved]

"Mr. Wayne, my name is Jennifer Walters. On behalf of my client, Lois Joanne Lane, I am suing you for extortion, breaking & entering and for husband stealing. See you in court!"

“ Of course, I’ll have my team of lawyers reach out to you, Miss Walters. I’m sure you lot will have a better chance of discussing the proper custody of one Mister Clark Joseph Kent. But I would like to reiterate, miss @jornalist ‘s words as she had spoken them to me:”

“ I would agree it’s not completely binding but it is implicative to some degree. Especially the HE’S and the NOT and especially the MY HUSBAND, I think.”

@jensationals .