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Anonymous asked:

Hi! You seem like a good person to ask. I'm working on a fic and I heard that Americans in the North are meaner than the South? Is it true? How do I write it?

From a New England perspective:

We're not mean, we have a different standard of courtesy. And this is also an urban vs. rural divide along with North vs. South.

Life in the South moves at a more lax pace. Of course it varies individually and you have big cities like Atlanta or Dallas, but in general, there's more space for towns and populations to spread out. For a number of people, the only interaction they might get all day is when they drive to the bank or grocery store, where the employees are probably also their friends and neighbors. Over there, curtness is rude and uncaring. (I also noticed this in rural areas in the North, like Montana.) In a fic, the grocery store in Smallville might only get 10 customers per day, so the owner will come out and ramble on about all the freak tornadoes they've been getting. Because outward politeness is the norm, people are also more passive-aggressive in order to avoid rocking the boat—we've all heard the "bless your heart" coming from a suburban evangelical.

Up North, especially in the mid-Atlantic and New England states, it's the opposite. We have a ton of people packed into a smaller geographical area and our cities are closer to each other (a lot of people live in New Jersey and work in New York). Life moves faster, so our directness and tendency to keep to ourselves is our way of saying, "I care about you and I know your time/energy is valuable, so I'm not gonna waste it." You'll see it in cities like Chicago too. It's rude to start a conversation with the barista when there are 20 people waiting in line behind you. So if you're writing a story set in Gotham, it's perfectly acceptable for the Batburger cashier to be like "What do you want?" In that same vein, we don't beat around the bush when we're upset. If you're being an ass, I will tell you to fuck right off.

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Duke: I love these new WayneTech phones.
Jason: Take one.
Duke: What?
Jason: Take it home. I do it all the time. They have plenty, trust me.
Bruce, entering: Plenty of what?
Jason: Plenty of fish sticks in the cafeteria. He was asking if they're out.
Bruce: If they're all out, I'll tell you they're all out, alright?
Bruce: *leaves*
Duke: Jason, I'm not gonna steal from the company.
Jason: If you came over to my safehouse, you'd see my whole setup is Wayne Enterprises stuff. The electronics, the furniture, the salt and pepper shakers.
Duke: Are you serious?
Jason: Steph, do you ever take stuff home from here?
Stephanie: I take the gala champagne glasses home. Give 'em away as gifts. It's a perk.
Jason: It's like a monthly bonus.
Duke: It's stealing! Tim wouldn't do it.
Tim: Do what?
Duke: Take Wayne Enterprises stuff home.
Tim: No, but I do keep a bunch of clean coffee mugs in the trunk of my car and I bring them in every day for Bruce to check and then I put them back so I don't have to wash the dishes in the break room.
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Kon: Let’s take the teleportation pod!
Tim: The tele-what?
Kon: You know, you get into the silver pod, the doors close, and when they open again, you’re someplace else.
Tim: Kon, that’s the elevator.
Kon: Whatever. It’s very cool.
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Anonymous asked:

Inspired by this post: https://www.tumblr.com/amtrak-official/757255014610878464/how-did-you-primarily-get-to-your-highsecondary?source=share

Batfam's preferred way to get to school/work ?

Alfred: Master Bruce, you should get going if you want to drop Master Damian off to his field trip on time.
Bruce: What do you mean?
Alfred: It's your day to drive him, is it not?
Bruce: Yeah, but Damian told me he had it handled.
Alfred: I'm concerned about what he means by that.
Bruce: I'm sure he'll be fine. By the way, where's Goliath?
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Bruce: Spoiler, ETA?
Steph, over the comms: Three minutes.
Bruce: What's that music I hear?
Steph: Definitely not an ice cream truck, if that's what you're wondering.
Steph: Hang on, some kids are flagging me down.
Bruce: Seriously?
Steph: Hey, some of us pride ourselves on our customer service.
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Bruce: Barbara, did someone take the Batmobile?
Barbara: Jason left with it an hour ago. He said something about planting your fingerprints at a crime scene?
Bruce: Hng.
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Bruce: Cass, princess, I know you took my bike.
Cass, who absolutely took his bike: What's a bike?
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Bruce: Where's Tim? The board meeting is about to start.
Wayne Enterprises employee: Don't worry, sir. I'm sure he'll turn up.
Tim: *flies in through the window*
Bruce: Tim, what happened? And how'd you get all the way up here?
Tim: Red Bull gives you wings.
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Bruce: Are you sure you don't want me to drop you home?
Barbara: Thanks, but I got it.
Barbara: *activates wheelchair rocket mod*
Bruce:
Bruce: *adds it to his Batmazon wishlist*
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Duke: Can I borrow your yacht for prom?
Bruce: I thought it was gonna be at the rec center.
Duke: Bane.
Bruce: I see. Just bring it back by eleven.
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Harper: Since we had some leftover funds in our budget, I got a surprise.
Bruce: A surprise?
Harper: *pulls a tarp away*
Harper: Tada! Introducing the Bat-18-wheeler!
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Dick: *frantically searching*
Bruce: What are you looking for?
Dick: My unicycle keys. I'm gonna be late to CircusCon.
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ITS DONE!! OH MY GOD ITS DONE!!!

kjlsdfkjlksjdf finally done with the half-a-year wip (that i've never mentioned on main lmao).

@incorrectbatfam so sorry this took forever lol, there was a Lot to try and write and very little knowledge on what i was writing (freeze drying?? NASA?? i did not do enough research for this one)

but. we're done now and i'm not going back so.

9.5k word fluff/crack/light angst fic on apocalypse rations of the batfam. inspired by this post.

(also i apparently made saved this as a draft but it was supposed to go out like yesterday oops)

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Damian: Do you value your siblings? You should.
Damian: Cain: six dollars.
Damian: Todd: two dollars.
Damian: Drake: negative seven dollars.
Damian: Thomas: four dollars.
Damian: Grayson: five dollars.
Jon: Rude, but actually, all of my siblings are priceless.
Damian: Yeah, well mine are worth ten dollars collectively.
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