I Skipped Forward Too Much To See Penta With His Tongue Out Staring At Bron Breakker On The Floor-?

“omg you’re so creative. how do you get your ideas” i hallucinate a single scene in the taco bell drive thru and then spend 13 months trying to write it

nothing that a haircut and a wardrobe update and a detox and a sex change and a fake ID and getting medicated and selling all my stuff and faking my death and moving country can't fix

The way that Seth never fails to remind Roman that without him and Mox, Roman would be in this position.

also i would find it really funny if el grande americano wasn't actually chad gabl, just someone who looked nearly exactly the same. it'd be funny

and yes im invested in the lucha storyline in case you couldn't tell

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The idea of spontaneously getting on a train and going somewhere far might be romantic in another country but England is too small for that. Pull an Eternal Sunshine and go where? Fucking Slough? Go to fucking Slough and get a fucking boots meal deal?

Former living weapon absolutely dominating at laser tag

bruce: *frantically* have you seen damian????

dick: *frowning* what? no . . . wait, did you LOSE HIM??

tim: *walking by* have you checked jason's apartment?

bruce: *horrified* what would he be doing there? god, i thought we made sure they would never interact!

dick: *grabbing his shoes so he can run out the oor* we've gotta get to them before they decide to add arson or manslaughter to the schedule today

tim: *frowning as he watches bruce and dick run from the manor* what the fuck?

meanwhile at jason's apartment

damian: *taking notes in one hand while he holds a book with the other* this wickham fellow is surely a crook. not a single one of his interactions with lady bennet has been devoid of suspicious moments.

jason: *nodding sagely as he cleans a gun* i ain't gonna spoil anythin' but you're on the right track

Desperately need petty Alfred, whose form of bullying Bruce for something is, like, moving all furniture in the cave on one inch. Just one. A barely noticeable difference, and yet, it is m a d d e n i n g.

Bruce, blindly trying to reach for the pen as he realises that they are slightly, slightly lefter than usual: (Slow processing)

Bruce, raising his head to the celling, desperate : ...What did I do this time?!

Jason, who was adopted recently, confused: Is he... talking to God?

Dick, snorting: Something like this.

Dick: So, there is a thing... When Alfred is mad—

Many years later, Bruce and Tim return to the Batcave and realise that all stuff there is moved on one inch. Bruce is confused, because he is very, very sure that he didn't fuck up anything recently. Meanwhile, Alfred is just glad that his newly brought back alive grandson found a very healthy way to punish his father for not killing Joker.