My name is Katelynn.
My birthday is November 8th 1997.
I've been the Sylph of Hope since 2008.
and Dave Yognau(gh)t since 2010. Plus
I love my girlfriend professorswearsalot.
(I work in a Coffee Shop. I was on break in the lobby when a couple walks in. Directly behind them is a cute little boy in Batman costume.) Me:
“Oh my God! It’s BATMAN!”
(The boy stops, strikes a pose and starts looking around menacingly. After a few seconds, he approaches the counter.) Mother:
“Jeff, would you like a chocolate milk?” Boy:
“I am not Jeff. I am The Batman.” Mother:
“The Batman, would you like a chocolate milk?” Boy:
“Yes. Yes, The Batman would.”
(The couple pays while the boy sits down with his chocolate milk. He keeps a stern look on his face as he sips the drink.) Boy:
*sips* “Gotham is safe.”
Fan:
my creys. my feels. hold me.
Translation:
The emotional impact of this episode/line/character is almost beyond my capacity to hold in my feelings. I could really use the support of my fellow fans.
Fan:
how does your face even work you DICKFACE JUST TAKE MY OVARIES YOU ASSWIPE ugh i will never be able to reproduce
Translation:
I find this person to be very attractive and am oft left stunned by his/her seemingly flawless physical appearance.
Fan:
i cannot. i am unable to can.
Translation:
I am deeply in awe of this art/fanfiction/person/etc. It feels as though I've temporarily lost the ability to function.
Fan:
omg omG I HATE YOU FUCK YOU UGGGH GO DIE
Translation:
I love you. Every fiber of my being burns with a passion hotter than one thousand white-hot suns. I may or may not have a chewed-gum shrine of you in my closet.
son:
mom... i'm gay me:
what was that? son:
i'm... gay me:
oh, that's okay.
AND THIS IS HOW IT GOES, OKAY. NOT SOME BULLSHIT OVER THE TOP LET-ME-PUT-ON-GLEE-AND-BAKE-YOU-COOKIES THING.