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[breannasfluff]

Jason's Bookstore

It’s 4:26 PM on a Thursday when the real estate listing goes up in Gotham. It reads thus:

Quaint bookstore boasts more than 1,000 ft of retail space, with room for expansion. All books and furnishings included in sale. Cozy living space on second level with separate entrance, unfurnished, updated plumbing. Real wood and arched doorways add character. Remote showings only, but inspection documents available. Located on the edge of Robbinsville neighborhood. Bookstore name cannot be changed.

2 Bed | 2.5 Bath | Year Built: 1748 | Building SF: 1,800 | Price: $250,000

The year built is clearly a typo, but the rest of the ad looks promising. Jason clicks, opening the pictures and letting his imagination run away on having his own bookstore. It couldn’t hurt to look…right?

There’s a virtual showing. There are inspection papers. There’s an offer. There’s a sale, and papers signed in ink. Money is wired to an account. A deed is filled to the name of one Jason Todd-Wayne for a business called [Name TBD]. Keys are handed over. It’s all very prescriptive and boring.

What’s strange is that no real estate agent listed the bookshop for sale. The account the money was wired to vanishes. The online listings–only ever seen by Jason–digitally unwrite themselves. The bookshop simultaneously never existed and has always been a neighborhood feature. 

In other news, John Constantine comes home to find a neat pile of his belongings, packed by an unseen hand, and no house.

But that part doesn’t really matter. 

What matters is Jason owning a magical bookstore–only he doesn't know it yet.

[kittzuxp]

MY OCS IRIS AND DEVIA, MY BELOVEDS

[derpthingies]

Birthday moment

[puppppppppy]

filipina miku!! my mom helped me with her outfit ^_^

[mearchy]

my favorite genre of fictional character is like "i am terrifying to almost everyone, i'm very good at killing, i can endure anything, i've become exceptionally good at playing into my reputation, and if you try to give me positive social interaction i will react with confusion and cower in a corner like an abused animal. and i may try to shoot you. but there is also a chance i may imprint on you like a feral dog receiving its first loving touch! good luck."

[guiiay]

jinx and isha visit a walmart

[weewoow-20706030]

The batfam trauma candy salad would go absolutely insane.

Dick: Hi. I'm Dick Grayson and when I was 8 I watched my parents fall to their death in front of me, then I had to move away from everything I love and spend the rest of my life in some weird American city. And I brought the sour gummy worms.

Jason: This is so stupid- my mother used to kick me out when he drug dealer would come over so I didn't see her spending our very small amount of money on drugs.

Steph *off screen*: what did you bring?

Jason: nerds.

Cass: I was raised to be a weapon, a murderer. I brought peach rings.

Steph: I'm Steph and My dad was an alcoholic who thought he could go head to head with batman and outdo the riddler. And I brought Reese's pieces.

Tim: I'm Timothy Drake Wayne and I had left the house to try and find some guy before he killed my dad, just for him to kill my dad when I was gone. I brought sour rainbow strips.

Duke: My parents are in a mental ward, high on joker toxin. No one knows if they'll ever get better. And I got m&m's.

Damian: I am a highly trained assassin and-

Steph: cut. Cut. Damian. Civilian identities. Ok. Restart.

Damian: My mother randomly dropped me on some weird man's doorstep when I was ten. I brought rock candy.

[monkesupreme]

ref

a satisfactory answer for Selina

[frownyalfred]

thinking about the expert masseuse Alfred hired for the family that is paid a small fortune annually to provide massage services and ignore so, so many things. No questions, no remarks, just quality service and an ironclad NDA that, if broken, would probably topple said masseuse’s entire family line.

Things Alfred is paying them to ignore, in no specific order:

Bruce’s spinal hardware courtesy of Bane :)

weird amounts of muscle on everyone, even the kids (despite them allegedly not working physical jobs)

scars

FRESH scars

the fact that every joint in Bruce’s body clicks when moved/manipulated at the tender age of 42

Olympic athlete level physiques

rotator cuff injuries across the whole family

scars that are definitely from bullets and/or acid splashes

old signs of what looks like torture (Bruce)

Dick’s entire left arm is basically screws and plates (he “fell really bad” once)

every single family member takes deep tissue massage with max pressure with 0 complaints

calluses

no really, the weirdest fucking calluses

[chloesimaginationthings]

Happy 10th anniversary to FNAF!!

[grilde1chesse]

BE FREE!!!

remember 2 do ur clicks!!

[shootingstarrfish]

psychic kiddies having lunch!

[canonkiller]

so gaze upon this wretched thing and know that it is love

[baker-chan-senpai]

dumb doodles

merry christmas, people

[smallpotatoes-dandelions]

I don't know how to articulate this well, but I really fucking hate the way a lot of thin writers write fat characters. Like how men write women "breasting boobily" there is something so dehumanizing about how fat characters are often written. "He waddled", "he lumbered", the writer of the book I'm reading always mentions this characters "fleshy hand" when he does something with his hand. Like, we already know that he's fat. There is no need to describe everything he does as "doing it fatly".

[mimimar]

(open pages for better image quality)

the moment I heard elphaba's delivery of "there's a girl i know..." in i'm not that girl i knew i had to draw this comic, i strongly recommend listening to it while you read for the full experience!

this comic is a companion to this piece (which was inspired by glinda's delivery of the same line in the i'm not that girl reprise).

pages 1-4 are from elphie's pov, pages 5-8 are from glinda's.

flower meanings in order of appearance: