You Should Have Seen Him Dangling From The Balcony.

yes, yes it is.

,,,, is this flirting

Find me on Ao3! (If you want to, of course)

So, I have discovered that fear toxin is not very fun for a transplant! I think I saw some odd variation of God. I saw the eyes. Oh, the eyes. They seemed to look into my very being. I saw stars from galaxies eons away from ours. I watched the world burn and couldn’t do anything to stop it. I think I’ll stick to the talking plants next time.

I think my plants are talking to me. It might just be some of the fear toxin that was released an hour ago tho.

Almost got mugged by some fucker in an alleyway. I rocked his shit with the clay pot I just bought.

If I start writing Drabbles, would anyone read them?

The rent was cheap. I’m broke as hell. Seemed logical at the time.

So, I just moved to Gotham. Was no one going to tell me that having plants in my apartment was frowned upon?

Holy shit! You’re onto something there. So much angst potential!

Do you think the bats might see some of the fan-fiction we write? I was gonna start writing some, but what if they see it? Is it worth the risk?

I need this for personal reasons

I am a(n):

⚪ Male

⚪ Female

🔘 Writer

Looking for

⚪ Boyfriend

⚪ Girlfriend

🔘 An incredibly specific word that I can’t remember

Always.

Do you think the bats might see some of the fan-fiction we write? I was gonna start writing some, but what if they see it? Is it worth the risk?

...Mayhaps