rawr.right.now

@Clark Kent fuck I mean Superman

thereallyrealsuperman:

bruceman-fuck-batwayne-shit:

thereallyrealsuperman:

“Oh, well, I hope you had fun with that,” Superman told him. “Krypto got a little excited a couple of days ago and now she’s back in a full body cast.”

Batman rolled his eyes. “How are things…CLARK?”

“Who is that? I don’t even know who that is!” Superman spluttered, looking away from him for a moment. “I… you… shut up.”

“Uh huh, sure,” Batman said smugly. “I’ll bet you’re heading back to the Fortress of Solitude. Where you’ll sit…alone.”

“Um… NO, all my friends are going to be there partying!”

@Lindsey

sharemyworldwithnoone:

ms-paleontologist:

sharemyworldwithnoone:

ms-paleontologist:

Lindsey stared at him, face expressionless. Nope. Nope. She was definitely not going to put up with this guy for any amount of time. It wasn’t like they could fire her. And even if they did, she could just move on to any other museum in country, or she could just go back to digging. She turned around and began to walk away.

Gareth heard the person start to walk away and stuck his walking stick in front of the person’s feet. “Hey,” he said. “I’m blind asshole. I can’t exactly show myself around the museum, now can I?”

Lindsey carefully avoided it. “You seem independent enough.” Meaning she’d find someone else to deal with him so she didn’t have to. They had people here for that kind of thing, right? If they didn’t, they should.

“Well, if it isn’t Lindsey,” Gareth said with a wide grin. “It’s not like I can actually look at the shit, is it? Look, I just gotta find one thing, have it described to me, hear a brief history, and I’m gone.”