One of my favourite sights in my parents' town is this old-timey bookbinder that uses the same techniques they would have hundreds of years ago, and next door to it the protein powder shop Insane Asylum
DCxDP Fic where the Batfam gets an item/ability which allows them for just that day, to temporarily be able to what someone best accomplishment(s) were in their lives. Little do they know Danny has just settled into their city (and that they were about to get the shock of their lives)
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At first the Batfam decides to have fun with it--theres not much titles can do to help them with cases unless theyre particularly lucky. So they take a walk together in disguises to observe the passerbyers, curious of what civillains of gotham have done in their lives.
One gruff guy who grumbles shoving Bruce's shoulder as he walks by has the title 'KITTY SAVIOR' adorned above him and the batfam are greeted by the knowledge he had saved a cat from getting hit by a car
A kid in his pteens whose been shoving pamphlets into peoples hands has 'ADVERTISEMENT SUPERSTAR' above his head as he apparently managed to save his family's resturant with his intense marketing prowess (remind Bruce to try hiring him in the future.)
And lastly they faux browse a store trying to scope out someone else interesting and are greeted by the title... 'OPENER OF PICKLE JAR' and they decide to head home as Jason nearly crying trying to muffle his laughter.
At the manor they all cant help but agree, walking has made them hungry, and theres no harm ordering a pizza or two. It's been a long, mildly interesting day, though they weren't expecting much from thing ability.
Imagine their surprise when they open the door to see a black haired blue eyed child, pizza boxes in one hand, the other hand out awaiting a drop of money–completely missing the fact the title 'DEFEATED THE MAD KING WHO HAS TORMENTED THE AFTERLIFE FOR EONS' was placed innocently above his head
"Your total is 23.11!" The fucking 'Ghost King' kid (APPARENTLY) cheerily states????
"Uh," Bruce says blankly staring at this kid's title as his mouth blurts out, "Could you give us a second?"
i've been rotating shadowheart saying "stop being so gentle" in her dark justiciar sex scene in my head ever since i saw it bc it is so. SO devastatingly sad. here is a woman raised in a cult to believe pain is good and suffering is good and all the agony she suffered as a child and still suffers now in the name of her goddess was right. and then somebody comes along who loves her and they treat her with tenderness and she can't fucking bear it and she begs them to stop because if she thinks about the fact that being loved and cared for doesn't have to involve pain then she'll have to question what the point of all her suffering was and she's committed too many sins to look back now.
Hello! Unfortunately, spending most of my life without access to dental care has been finally catching up to me for the past few weeks and though I recently was able to get one of my wisdom teeth removed, I need to get an emergency root canal treatment as I can't stand the pain, there's a high risk of infection, and strong painkillers don't get rid of the pain anymore either.
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I don’t know why this bit made me laugh so hard like I genuinely had tears in my eyes I think it just caught me so off guard does anyone else even think this is slightly funny
[video ID: a clip from Generation Loss: The Mastermind of the Warehouse from about a minute in. Ranboo is chained to a chair while Jerma playing the Mastermind talks to him from a TV.
transcript:
Ranboo: Cant- can’t get out.
Jerma: The amount of chains on there would hold every single bicycle. [long pause] For a million years.
the thing about jughead is that even when he’s my worstie he’s my bestie. like yeah that’s lil homie gay ass being misogynistic in his train car. and i forgive him for it because his insufferable film bro-isms are a package deal with the near-religious devotion and deranged gay shit he says to his boybestfriend and also how incredibly fucking funny he is. he’s allowed to hate women a little bit bc he was also just recently terrified of milk. that’s the jughead experience. Sandwich 🥪
thinking about the easy boyish stance of edward cullen, sitting next to a heavily bandaged bella in her hospital room, his elbows propped on her bed, chin resting on his hands, while they argue about her state of mortality and she asks him "where does that leave us", and he semi-lightheartedly replies "i believe it's called an impasse" as he internally falls apart and knows his days with her are numbered