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evading-taxes · 10 months
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ED ANALYSIS
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Two fishes to represent Satoru and Suguru obviously, both of them are chilling in circles harmoniously in the water.
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Suguru's fish goes dark after a ripple, a disturbance and then they go their separate ways. I searched it up and they are both Betta splendens and betta splendens turn black due to poor water conditions and stress, and Suguru was in a bad mental state after the Hidden Inventory Arc. I know this may seem overreaching this but I believe the ripple represents the Hidden Inventory Arc disturbing them, and causing Suguru leaving.
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In the background Riko's classmate is erasing the wall behind her, that seems to mean to erasing Riko’s identity.
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We can see here that Riko is about to leave but she looks back.
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This is an orange osmanthus, in most posts I have seen they usually say the flower represents true love, however most osmanthus flowers bloom in white. These flowers symbolize true love, faithfulness, fertility, nobility, and peace. They are talking about white osmanthus flowers not the orange ones. Orange osmanthus flowers may also symbolize joy, serenity, and optimism.
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Our favorite orange flowers are immediately followed by red spider lilies, and everybody knows what they mean by now. So in the order of which the 2 flowers are shown, that is also how the season started SatoSugu being idiots (orange flowers) and then all hell breaking loose (spider lilies).
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Satoru is looking at Sugu's fish, he can't take his eyes away from him.
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These are hydrangeas, in Japanese culture, they are associated with heartfelt emotion, gratitude and apology. These are pink hydrangeas. Pink hydrangeas are the most romantic of them all as they symbolize love and sincere emotions. So love is in the air.
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Suguru closes his eyes as Satoru the fish is passing through, he can't bear to look at Satoru the fish.
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Satoru here is shown looking down but his background is the top of buildings
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In contrast to Sugu here who is at the bottom. I find that very interesting but I can't figure out the meaning behind this.
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Shoko and Satoru is on one side and the rest is on the other side (Nanamin, Haibara, and most importantly Sugu) as a manga reader this hurt me when I saw it. Sugu and co. died, Shoko and Satoru lived.
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just hold hands already hgfvhyhu66trfghy
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gotta love Sugu's finger lmao
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Two shadows, one is Sugu's, the other is Satoru's. One shadow is lower than the other. Guess which.
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Sugu's going the dark path, Satoru's going into the light, and Shoko's way has some darkness but she still is in the light. So I will take it as referencing her sad adulthood. (She didn't even have eyebags yet.)
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This is Satoru, he now has finally met up with Sugu. Now from Sugu's perspective, he is smiling stupidly, in our pov he is smiling wholesomely. Perspective matters.
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Satoru the fish is on Sugu's side and Sugu's fish is on Satoru's side. very similar to this:
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And that is all
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useramor · 1 year
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fall out buck
talking to @soleadita​ about buck’s taste in music and i started to ramble about his top fob songs from his high school years in the replies, but it got too long so i’m making a proper post about it here! i’m a firm believer buck went through a mild edgy phase. he started high school in 2005, aka the year from under the cork tree by fall out boy was released, and i’m entirely convinced that album set the tone for the rest of buck’s high school years. so here, in my professional emo opinion, are buck’s favorite fall out boy songs. 
this is only including songs from albums that would’ve released during his high school years, if anyone wants a part 2 with the other fob albums or even other artists lmk
(i’m working with buck being born in 1991 btw because we don’t have a strict timeline for that)
also i’m putting this under the cut because it got so very long, but if you’re curious and don’t feel like reading everything i had to say, here are the songs i chose:
- our lawyer made us change the name of this song so we wouldn’t get sued - i’ve got a dark alley and a bad idea that says you should shut your mouth (summer song) - 7 minutes in heaven (atavan halen) - XO - i’m a lawyer with the way i’m always trying to get you off (me & you) - the (after) life of the party - bang the doldrums - G.I.N.A.S.F.S. - disloyal order of water buffaloes - (coffee’s for closers) - what a catch, donnie - 27 - pavlove
(in order of release)
from under the cork tree (2005)
this album would’ve come out right as he was finishing middle school, so he went into his first year of high school with these songs already released. it was the (private) soundtrack to his summer (he was not about to get called gay by the other guys he was trying out for the football team with, thanks), you cannot convince me otherwise.
our lawyer made us change the name of this song so we wouldn’t get sued
first track baby opening song to the album!! i feel like, at fourteen in his small town in pennsylvania, he felt really edgy for liking this band. for liking more alternative music in general. and he liked having that sort of control over feeling like an outsider, because he’s felt a little off his whole life, but now he was choosing to be different. 
lyric buck wrote on his arm in sharpie during math class: 
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I’ve got a dark alley and a bad idea that says you should shut your mouth (summer song)
i feel like this was his favorite track off this album. he listened to the lyrics for the first time and felt a little bit like someone carved his chest out. 
lyrics that made him the most insane (all of them. this song is so buckcoded but i tried to narrow it down):
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7 minutes in heaven (atavan halen)
this is definitely the song he most related to when he listened to this album again as he got a little older. 
lyrics he used to skip over but that now make his chest feel tight:
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(like come on lmao this is so buck coded it’s painful)
XO
buck at fourteen just liked this song. his parents hated it, especially when margaret bothered to listen to the lyrics and realized exactly what the song was saying. 
lyrics marge hated the most (and that, in turn, buck liked the best):
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infinity on high (2007) 
this album would’ve come out in the second semester of his sophomore year, for reference he’d be fifteen going on sixteen
i’m a lawyer with the way i’m always trying to get you off (me & you)
new album! i feel like this would be his first favorite song, and he’d have it on repeat for days until he got sick of it. the sexual innuendos meant more, too, now that he was a little older.
lyrics he sang to the point where he’d get kicked out of class for singing too much:
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the (after) life of the party
he listened to the very first line of this song and related to it on a level he simply could not explain. also he belts the chorus in the shower to this day (eddie finds it endearing, even if buck’s terrible).
the first line in question:
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bang the doldrums
i feel like this song, like 7 minutes in heaven, is one he liked more as he got older. at fifteen/sixteen he liked it, but at 18, 19, 20? i can just imagine buck went back to this song and listened to it so often even his roommates learned the words. 
also it’s objectively hilarious that this song was originally written for shrek
lyrics:
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G.I.N.A.S.F.S.
y’all get it. this was one of his favorites in high school. buck goes back to this song after eddie leaves the 118 and he’s with taylor. 
these are the lyrics that would make him grip the steering wheel so tight his knuckles would turn white:
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(like come on lol. especially considering this song is literally titled gay is not a synonym for shitty it’s so stupidly fitting lmao)
folie a deux (2008)
this album came out his senior year of high school (he would’ve been seventeen)
disloyal order of water buffaloes
okay there’s a lot here but i think not just lyrically but sonically buck really loves this song! the quiet, organ intro that immediately jumps into a guitar and then loud, booming drums? come on, it’s so fun :) and i do think that buck relates to a lot of it lyrically as well. it became an instant fave the second the album started (literally, because this is the first track)
the lyrics i feel like he related to most at angsty seventeen:
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(coffee’s for closers)
i don’t have anything particularly intelligent to put here, i just feel like this is the song he listened to when he would work out, just listen to the beat, to patrick’s vocals, and let any meaning of the lyrics fall away as he ran around his neighborhood. idk i just imagine him bopping to it on his ipod.
his favorite lyric:
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watch a catch, donnie
this one is one of buck’s favorite fall out boy songs because he simply loves it. i feel like they’re a very personal band to him, i feel like he relates to a lot of lyrics and we know buck feels so much so deeply, that being able to just belt out to this song and listen to it and enjoy it without it cutting all too deeply is nice.
that being said, this lyric definitely hits home for him:
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27
this was his PEAK #edgelord song. this song nearly convinced him he should start wearing guyliner. he played this song for a girl once and she hated it, but instead of seeking her approval he just turned the volume up louder and never spoke to her again. peak angsty, edgy, high school buck every time this song came on. he thought the lyrics were inspired. and the fact that this song is about the 27 club? he found that so creative. loser (affectionate).
also he loved to sing the guitar solo as loudly and obnoxiously as possible in the shower
his favorite lyrics:
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pavlove
yes, he owned the deluxe version. obviously.
rolling with the fact that buck is seventeen going on eighteen here, and knowing he just gets more and more reckless as he got older, i feel like this captured some of his self destructive tendencies in a way that made him feel uncomfortably seen. 
i could honestly put the whole song here, but especially this lyric:
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(”i wanna make you as lonely as me” like that’s totally angsty teenage buck towards his parents)
anyway this is horrifically long. let me know if you want a part 2 :)
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I think we’d all love to hear some of your headcanons for polystars if you’re down to share 😍
hi 👁👁👁 yes oh my god okay okay okay,
I have a LOT to say about these bugs so sit tight,
okay so not only do Jill and Chris have to make normal human appointments for Wesker because he refuses to believe he needs check ups just because he’s immortal, but they also have to teach him about niche holidays that he’s never even heard of before,
Like, for example, April Fool’s Day,
since Wesker never had a normal childhood and was raised by Umbrella, I assume he’s never partaken in mortal holidays (he’s heard of Christmas and Halloween but he’s never had the time to pay attention to any other holiday that makes a relatively quiet passing),
I also hc that Wesker often forgets about just how bizarre it is to walk away unbothered when fatally injured,
fall off a skyscraper ? “Annoying.”
hand stuck in a meat grinder ? “Messy.”
legs get chopped off ? “These are going to take at least a week to regrow !”,
Wesker’s the little spoon, idc, I don’t make the rules, even though Jill’s much more squishable, she and Chris love sandwiching the older man on the couch or in bed, petting him and listening to him purr (yes he purrs)
Chris and Jill are chaotic slobs (they’re aren’t lazy per se, they’re just bad at taking care of themselves) but Wesker lovesss keeping everything clean… he secretly loves cleaning up their messes, it gives him something to occupy his mind for a few hours a day when Chris and Jill are at work/on a mission, plus he likes taking care of his working lovers, he’s very proud of them and likes to makes sure they’re taken care of properly, after all, nobody else could take care of them like he does, right ?
oh and to answer the mario kart questions, Jill plays Yoshi and always wins, Chris plays Bowser or Wario and is always in last place falling off of stuff, and Wesker is a tryhard who gets genuinely mad at getting anything other than first place (he also strictly plays Peach)
Wesker can’t cook, Chris can cook since he has experience from having to raise Claire by himself, and he LOVES feeding Wesker… Wesker usually doesn’t eat much (not only from being a tyrant but also because he was raised being fed through a tube or at the very least, plain bread and curds) and yes, Wesker loves everything Chris makes him… not that he’d say it out loud too much…
Jill bakes (not well) and Chris and Wesker have to pretend to like everything she bakes, she means well and she’s super passionate in the kitchen so they’d feel bad turning her down… Wesker does subtly give her tips on how to improve… but she usually ignores them LMAO, they will still eat all of what she makes for them though <3
Wesker is surprisingly big on PDA, what he can’t really confess through words, he does through actions,
I’d like to think that Wesker’s constantly touch starved and that’s why he has such a fascination with wanting to always be close to either Jill or Chris, HAVING to be close to them… he goes out of his way to pet either of them, guide them by the small of their back, take their hands into his, he likes to bury his nose into their necks or under their arms or into their waist, sniffing them, inhaling their scent even if they’re sweaty and dirty, he loves their bodies, loves their biology,
Chris and Jill obviously enjoy every second of Wesker’s touches ^^
Chris loves watching super dumb reality shows, especially the drama romance ones like love island or the bachelor,
Jill and Wesker put up with it just so they can make fun of it all behind Chris’ back,
Jill on the other hand loves crime/hospital dramas like Criminal Minds or House MD, Wesker can’t stomach them sometimes (they bring back bad memories and remind him just how inhuman he is, even though it’s all fictional) but he’ll sometimes sit down with her and read while she watches them, she hogs the quilt they share every single time though
Wesker doesn’t like television but he will sometimes put on cartoons if he’s cleaning or organising something around the house, I’d like to imagine that he likes the simplicity and liminal aesthetic about them, that and maybe he likes them because he wasn’t allowed to watch cartoons as a kid !
Jill and Chris love going out together on Fridays, Wesker doesn’t like going out much but encourages Jill and Chris to have time alone from him for a night every so often, so they do. they always try to go to a fancy restaurant that Wesker makes reservations at for them at but they usually end up just bar hopping and waking up in the mornings with their hangovers being nursed by Wesker
I’ve always hc’d that Wesker saw Rebecca as a daughter… he’s always babied her even though she got assigned to the Bravo Team and he’s never as curt with her as he is everyone else, plus we all saw the intimate picture of her in his desk that Leon found,
speaking of his obscure photography hobby, he still has it ! And he loves taking pictures of fuckin nothing,
“erm, what even is this, Wesker ?”
“It’s a vase.”
“from where ? we don’t own any vases.”
“It’s from the bank.”
“why were u taking pictures of vases from the bank ??”
“Why don’t you ever flush when you get up at night to pee Christopher ????”
he does like secretly taking pictures of Jill and Chris, he has a whole secret stash of them doing mundane or (to him) interesting tasks… he doesn’t think it’s creepy at all LOL
now for the angst…
Wesker has nightmares almost every night,
Chris and Jill’s nightmares are rough and extremely disturbing, but Wesker’s are almost always lucid and seem like they last for days,
he usually wakes up sweating and panting and shaking, you’d think he’d stop being embarrassed by now and let Chris and Jill take care of him normally but he always feels pathetic for feeling so helpless about dreams of all things,
he usually dreams of William and Umbrella, how they groomed him into this monster, forced him to kill his STARS even after he fell in love with them (something he never thought would be possible, even William thought he was mad when he told him he may not want to be apart of the plan anymore),
he sometimes dreams of scenarios where he’d be forced to kill Jill and Chris, without the serum he goes mad, turned into a beast beyond nature’s limits, cruelly and without thought he would beat and destroy and consume his lovers,
he doesn’t cry often, but dreams where he kills Chris and Jill always make him fatigued and shaky,
Chris and Jill help him through them though, they hold him and pet him and kiss him and Jill shushes him and tells him he’s gonna be okay while Chris tries to lighten the mood with a joke or a one liner, to which Wesker will roll his eyes but feel slightly better nonetheless…
it does… take some time to gain their trust back, though… Wesker spends a lot of time earning trust from Jill and Chris,
they get paranoid when Wesker keeps things from them, they get that Wesker needs privacy just as anyone else, but after everything with STARS and the Arklay Mansion and onwards, it’s so so so hard not to see the bad in his intentions,
they’re getting better though, Wesker does his best (in his own Albert way) to assure them that he is 100% on their side and not involved in virology nor bioterrorism in general in any way anymore… it’s hard but they take his word for it,
and it’s true ! Wesker’d never go back, he finds it’d be pointless to go back after what they’ve all went through,
he spends the most time getting Jill’s trust back, though… after being brainwashed and mind controlled, she sometimes dissociates when she thinks she isn’t in control of her mind and body,
Chris and Wesker try to comfort her during these sort of out of body experiences and she usually calms down after about ten minutes, but Wesker still feels utterly guilty,
she knows he means well now and she loves him to the moon and back, but it’d take a lot for these episodes to end, they all understand this…
they heal together, they’re always there to listen to each other’s problems and vents and even after they fight, they still all come back together full of love and respect…
ok angst over, nsfw time because I’m an animal and we all saw this coming,
so everyone in the polystars couple is a verse/switch/what have you, I don’t like the stereotype of there always being a designated top and bottom in every relationship, they’re all open minded freaks so jot that down
Wesker’s slightly more dominant out of them all, Chris is a total pillow princess though, he’ll top when it’s convenient for him, Jill’s just along for the ride (figuratively and literally LOL),
Wesker used to be heavy into degrading, he would tease and insult Chris or Jill and they’d be into it, but recently he’s turned it into more of a praise thing, he’ll still make them beg for him, but he started calling them His good little pets, His beautiful lovers, His darling angels,
“You’ve been so good for me, say please and I might let you come”
however when Jill and Chris do convince Wesker to bottom boy, howdy is it a treat,
Wesker gets BEYOND flustered and all of the pets and stimulation makes him purr,
YES PURR and it is music to the two younger’s ears,
he loves being pet and kissed and they’re much gentler to him than he is to them, which is fine, he deserves to be babied and they love bringing him to completion, utterly a mess, whining and vibrating,
it’s adorable,
Chris is a lazy but eager lover, he likes to sit back and let anything happen to him but he enjoys bringing pleasure to his lovers first, he gets turned off if he’s being touched while no one else is,
however there are days when his mood swings get bad (he’s in therapy for them and has medication but sometimes there are days where neither work) and the only way to calm him down is… well…
Jill secretly loves it when Chris gets mad and takes it out on them in bed, she wakes up with harmless (but very pretty and usually deep) bruises and hickeys and bites,
Wesker finds the chase fun, he likes to battle Chris for dominance when Chris gets upset *at them for no reason (*it’s not necessarily THEM he gets mad at but he’s guilty of sometimes taking it out on them when he gets this way),
more often than not, Wesker wins and punishes Chris until all the anger is fucked out of him, sometimes he knows when Chris needs to win though and lets himself get ravished by the brunet, held by Jill afterwards,
Chris is anything but neglectful though, without fail every time after these episodes he does his best to make it up to them by cooking their favourite meals, cleaning them up and dressing their wounds, (“jesus Chris, I’m still bleeding from this bite wound ! | “sorry 😓😔💛”), but both Jill and Wesker assure him that all’s well and they accept his apologies,
Jill’s the most verbal, Wesker coming in second, and Chris and Wesker looooooooveeeee her sounds, she’s very sensitive so it’s easy to make her squeak and blush and giggle and pant and scream and cry out for them,
they love it when she repeats their names like a broken mantra, full of lust and need and want, she’s not very kinky but she’s open minded and adapts to the other two’s kinks, she just wants to make love to them period… and she does,
when she tops, though, she makes them scream for her, she knows exactly how to overstimulate them, make them come multiple times, she gets off at sexually frustrating them, it’s a guilty pleasure but she always makes sure they feel good by the end of the night <3
I also hc that they break many beds and eventually just get the double mattress beds without the headboards so they can’t fucking break any more, much to Chris’ disapproval because the sound the wood makes when Wesker rocks himself to completion is “absolutely so insanely hot”
anyways, that’s all I have for now sorry this got so long ??? I love talking about them so fuckin much it’s insane, thanks for letting me vomit all this out 😍
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egophiliac · 18 days
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we were fucking ROBBED
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hailsatanacab · 6 months
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Family Dinners - dpxdc
"Holy shit, you're Bruce Wayne!" Danny gaped, jabbing a finger at the man sitting at the head of the table.
The bustling dining room goes silent as everyone turns to look at him.
"Danny, who did you think was going to be here?" Tim asks, disbelief plain in his voice and Danny feels his face flush red.
"Sorry, I, uh, I guess I just never put it together. Tim Drake-Wayne. Wayne Manor. It, uh, makes sense now." He laughs sheepishly and scrubs at his neck before slumping back down into his chair.
"Well," Tim says with an indulgent sigh, "at least I know you're not just friends with me for my connections."
"Yeah, I'm really sorry, I just never thought about it, I guess."
Danny sinks lower as everyone around him laughs. Come to dinner, he said, the food is the best, he said, ignore the family, he said. Danny really wishes he'd listened to Tim and just ignored them—almost as much as he's regretting accepting the offer in the first place—but... he's having dinner with Batman.
Ancients, that's so weird!
The last time he saw Batman was in the future and, suffice it to say, it was not going well. There hadn't really been time for family dinners there.
Wait. Family dinners?
He peers around the table, openly gawking at everyone as it all clicks into place.
"Everything alright, Danny? Now realising who everyone else is?" Tim asks with a roll of his eyes.
"Uh... something like that..." Danny mumbles as everyone laughs again.
From further down the table, the smallest Wayne scoffs and clicks his tongue.
"I thought you said he was smart, Drake?"
"So, you all do it, too, then?" he asks, ignoring the jibe. Danny's only a little bit jealous as he thinks of how much easier they must have it, how much easier it'd be if his family had been on his side, too. "You all work together?"
"Nah," Dick says from across the table with a brilliant grin. "Tim's the only one that works with Bruce, we all have different jobs. I'm a police officer in Bludhaven."
"Disgusting." Danny blurts out without thinking—because seriously, what kind of self-respecting vigilante would also be a police officer?—before clapping a hand over his mouth. "Sorry."
The whole table laughs again, the loudest being the blonde girl a few spaces down from Dick. Look, Danny wasn't really paying attention to names when they were all paraded in front of him. Dick only gets remembered because his name is a joke.
Come on, Danny, recover!
"That's, uh, not what I meant, though."
"Oh?" Dick asks, cocking his head slightly to the side. Is it Danny's imagination or does his smile tense slightly?
"Yeah, I mean like, you know, in costume. It must make it so much easier to have everyone together like this."
"Costume? What do you mean?"
Yeah, Danny's not imagining it, everyone tenses up at that. It's really only now that he's realising that this probably isn't how he should bring up that he knows about their... night time activities. In fact, he probably shouldn't be bringing it up at all.
"Uuhhh..." Danny looks wildly around the table as he continues making his stupid noise. Think, think, think! There must be a way out of this!
"Danny?" Tim asks, looking concerned.
"Oh, Ancients, this isn't how I wanted it to go at all," he mutters, slipping even further into his chair. He's almost on the floor now and he so, so wishes it could just swallow him up.
His real first meeting with Batman was meant to be cool! He had planned to be Phantom, maybe save them from a tight spot, prove his worth as a mysterious and powerful ally as thanks for the help Batman gave him in the future.
"Danny, what are you talking about?" Tim starts tugging on his sleeve in an attempt to pull him back up from his pit of despair.
Eventually, Danny relents and sits up straighter, hiding his face in his hands and whining all the while.
"I'm sorry, I just didn't expect him to be here and it threw me off so now I look stupid and it's so embarrassing!" he wails, flailing his arms wide. "Why wouldn't you warn me that Batman was your adopted dad, Tim? Couldn't you have let me know?"
"I'm sorry, what? Danny are you alright? There's no way Bruce can be Batman, look at him!"
"Yeah," the blonde girl laughs from the bottom of the table, "look at him! That's a wet noodle of a man! Batman can actually do things, B is incapable of pretty much everything."
"Thank you, Stephanie," Bruce sighs, massaging his forehead.
It's... Those are the first words Danny's heard Batman say since everything went down and it's enough to knock him out of his embarrassment.
It's really good to hear his voice again. Especially now, when it's strong and healthy and full of personality—even if that personality is little more than a tired father right now—far better than how it had been, at the end.
Danny sits up, back straight, and grins. He's got this. He remembers it perfectly. Some people count sheep to fall asleep, Danny repeats his mantra to be certain that he'll never forget it.
"Gamma alpha upsilon tau iota mu epsilon, 42, 63, 28, 1 colon 65 dash 9."
Once again, the whole table falls into silence.
"Holy shit..." breathes the other D name (Duke? Danny's pretty sure he's Signal) from opposite Stephanie. "Isn't that...?"
"The time travelling code." The littlest Wayne says stiffly. "We have met in the future?"
"That's not just the time travelling code, Dami." Dick says, looking between Danny and Bruce. "That's the family time travelling code."
Danny's grin freezes in place.
"I'm sorry, what?"
"1 colon 65 dash 9." Dick explains, still flicking between him and Bruce. "It means you've been adopted into the family and we should all treat you as such, no questions asked."
"Tell you what, I'm about to ask a question." Danny says, dumbstruck. "You just told me it was a code to identify time travellers, not anything about being adopted! What the hell, B?"
Bruce looks about as shellshocked as Danny feels.
"We must have been close," he says finally, after opening and closing his mouth like a fish out of water a few times.
"No! Not that close!" Danny reels back, taking a deep breath ready to refute it all, but... "Well, I mean, you found me when I first got stuck, and you helped me get better despite being... And then we fought together against the, uh, bad guy, before he, um, he... before you couldn't."
An uncomfortable beat passes while they all pick up on what Danny tried so hard not to say.
"So, you're not from the future, then, you travelled there and came back?" Tim asks, breaking the tension and leaning forward with a glint in his eye.
"Yeah, it was a whole end of the world thing, but don't worry about it," Danny says with a hand wave, "It's all kosher now, won't ever happen."
"What did happen?"
"Seriously, don't worry about it, we cool."
"How long in the future was it?"
"About ten years? You were pretty spry for an old man, B," Danny laughs, wishing they'd get off the topic of what happened and get back to the adoption bit.
Everyone shares degrees of a cautious smile as they relax out of the shock, and Dick—whose grin is the biggest—says, "No wonder you got the family code, you're already riffing on him like one of us. How long were you there for?"
"A week, before I managed to get back to my present and stop him then."
"A week? Jeez, B, that has to set some kind of record, seriously."
"Oh!" Danny says, sitting bolt upright and blinking in surprise before pointing at Dick and bouncing in his seat. "You're Nightwing!"
"What?"
"That's exactly what Nightwing said when Batman told me the code! Makes so much more sense now."
Dick laughs and claps his hands, delighted.
"You were not formally adopted?" The grumpy small one—Dami?—asks, his face pinched.
"I didn't even know I was informally adopted."
"And your parents? Are they alive or dead?"
"Damian, stop—"
"They were dead in the future, but they're alive now." Danny says, looking down. He fiddles with the tablecloth, twisting the fabric around his fingers as he fights down the pang of sadness that he always feels when he thinks of them now. He forces a bright smile on his face and hopes it doesn’t look too strained. "I just, uh, can't talk to them much, anymore."
"Damian," Dick warns, "1 colon 65 dash 9. Treat them as family, no questions asked."
"This is Damian treating him as family, the little turd has no manners." Tim scoffs, rolling his eyes, but he gently bumps shoulders with Danny to knock him out of his funk. Danny can't help but send him a watery smile.
"I have the most exemplary manners, Drake, unlike some people." Damian spits, crossing his arms with a pout. "I was merely ascertaining his status to see how he could possibly fit into the family."
"I know this is all a bit sudden, Danny," Bruce smiles, ignoring Damian and reaching out to lay a warm hand on his arm, "for all of us. But if I felt strongly enough to give you that code after spending a week with you in the future, then you are more than welcome in this family, if you so choose it. I think I can speak for all of us when I say we'd like to get to know you a bit more."
"I know a threat when I hear it, Bruce." Danny snorts. "But, yeah, I get it. I'm sorry this is all so weird, it really wasn't how I wanted to find you again, but... I'm glad I did."
"So are we, Danny." Dick says, with a warm smile. "And formally or not, 1 colon 65 dash 9 means you're family. Welcome to the fun house! No take backs or refunds, sorry. You're stuck with us."
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svtskneecaps · 22 days
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i also just want to point out the qsmp members' commitment to like never letting the inactive members die. like dantdm logged on twice and is canonically dead and everyone continues to blame mysterious happenstance on him. spreen is canonically dead and yet people are still like namedropping him even tho the house façade he built has been demolished and also probably consumed by a mountain. they meme on kameto who's barely been on except that time he was a fed spy that was iconic as hell. they just immortalize their members and they're always so happy to see old faces come back and it lowkey makes me emotional lmfaoo like missa barely logged on for a while but goddamn nobody forgot his name bc philza can't go one day without mentioning him and mariana barely logs on but every time fit saw the homeless mariana in roier's city no matter what he'd stop dead and tell it "come home" and when slime came back to the server for elections after having logged off for the last like two months everyone was still excited to meet him bc the others had kept his memories on the server fresh and alive, maxo died canonically in the nuke and pierre pasted his face all over the server, luzu vanished for months and we never forgot him either thanks to the computers and foolish's wack ass family tree. like when purgatory teams were chosen and team red constantly joked about how it would be so over for the other teams once germán logged on despite the fact that germán had only ever logged on ONCE, the way they cheered when they snatched rubius in the split of green despite the fact that rubius hadn't logged on more than twice since march. they just keep the names alive all the time and it's like
it just makes me really happy to see. like it makes me really happy. like the admin team and the members alike are like 'no way in HELL are we letting your memory go' like damn once ur on isla quesadilla you really are stuck as an islander forever :D
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I am genuinely always thinking about being one of a pair of subs. I'm the obedient bunny, he's the bratty puppy.
Our dom has us kneel for him in the living room after having teased us all day. "Alright, listen, sweet things. I know you're all riled up for me, but I need to go to the store. When I get back, I'll use you both properly, okay?"
We nod, my pup partner squirming already, wiggling his hips. Our dom continues, "You are NOT to touch yourselves until I get back. Got it?"
I nod sweetly, and get my hair ruffled affectionately in return. My sub partner, on the other hand, bites his lip with a glint in his eye, nodding slowly. You could almost hear the cogs turning. Our dom partner gives him a look, but inevitably ruffles his hair as well. "Okay. I'll be back soon, I promise."
We sit still and kneel in the living room until the front door closes and we hear him driving away. Suddenly, my partner pounces on top of me. He's already rutting against my thigh and pressing kisses all over my face and neck.
"B-But," I gasp, "Sir, he said to- He wants us to-"
"I know, baby boy, but I need you so bad right now, he's not gonna have to know," He says, against my neck, "You like this, don't you?"
I groan, "Yes, of course I do, I want you so bad... but I wanna be good for sir..."
"Just don't touch yourself, sweetheart. That's what he said, right? Don't touch yourselves? I'm sure that means I can touch you."
I ponder it for a little bit. Eventually, I nod, biting my lip. I'm still unsure if this is going against sir's wishes, but feeling my puppy boyfriend rutting against me, lips on my neck... It just feels too good after a whole morning of teasing and denial.
Puppy leans up and whispers in my ear, "Good boy." I shiver, hairs standing on end.
I let him manhandle me roughly into the position he wants, which turns out to be frotting our tdicks together. I'm laying on the floor, pinned, whimpering, feeling a little guilty at technically disobeying, but mostly lost in the pleasure.
My puppy looks down at me and says, "Don't cum, either, bunny. You have to wait til sir gets back for that one, definitely."
I nod, breathless. Then I open my eyes and look at him questioningly, "What about you?"
He smirks and rakes his claws down the center of my chest, leaving four pretty red scratches. I moan, and he says, "I can take whatever he's gonna dish. Don't you worry your pretty little head- After all, who's making the rules right now?"
I whimper, "Y-You, sir."
"Good boy."
We stay like that, him roughly grinding into me as I whine and moan beneath him. Eventually, though, the door opens, and I gasp and try to squirm out of my puppy's grip. We weren't supposed to still be playing when he got back. But puppy isn't relenting, he's still rocking his hips sharply against me.
"What do we have here?" Our dom says, a little amused. He surely would have guessed this would happen.
Puppy grunts as he continues grinding on me, "Welcome back, sir." I look at him and he's looking him dead in the eyes, smirking.
"Oh, puppy. Just couldn't wait, could you?" Sir sets down the grocery bags on a table, and walks over and picks pup off me with ease.
I start scrambling to sit up, but my dom presses his boot to my chest and gently lays me back down. "Still, bun, stay here. Let me deal with our boy and then I'll be back for you, okay?" I nod, looking up at him with soft eyes. "There's a good boy."
For a little while, behind me, I hear struggling, teasing, and soft moans. Then, my dom comes back over to me and lifts me up into his arms, walking us over to his armchair. This is when I see that our puppy is tied up spread open on the couch, gagged, but noticeably drippy and empty. Sir sits me down in his chair on his lap, facing puppy.
"Spread your legs, bunny," He murmurs into my ear. I do as he asks immediately, earning a quiet, "Good boy..." In response.
I turn my head to look at him and start saying, "I'm sorry, sir, I didn't mean to disobey, I-"
He shushes me, petting my hair, "Oh, bunny, that's not your fault. I know you need touched, puppy just decided that it was his responsibility to do so. Isn't that right, pup?"
Puppy says something in snarky defiance, surely, muffled against his gag. "Exactly. I know you're my good boy, bun. That's why I'm gonna overstimulate you on my lap right now while your pup watches and can't do anything about it." My eyes widen, starry. I see that sir is smirking at puppy. Our pup squirms and growls against his bonds.
I lean back against our dom's chest, also looking at puppy as I begin to have my tdick touched, softly at first. Then, he applies pressure, making me moan quietly. Teasingly, he uses his fingers to spread my bunnycunt open on display at pup.
"Doesn't he look so pretty like this, puppy?" At this point, our pup is ravenously trying to get out of his bonds, but he's tied up too tightly. Sir adopts a fake pity tone as he says, "Aw, I know, puppy. You just wanna use him so bad, don't you?"
Sir plunges a finger inside me and curls it, making me gasp and moan loudly, "That's it, good bunny. Let every sound out, I want him to hear how good I make you feel."
I do as he asks, making obscene sounds as his fingers fuck in and out of me, thumb circling my tdick. He growls gently in my ear, "You need to tell me when you're close, okay, bunny?"
"I- um- I'm close sir, so close for you, sir," I babble, already feeling so overwhelmed with sensation.
"Cum for us, bunny. Cum all over my fingers." I clench down and shudder, crying out and cumming all over his hand. He doesnt take his fingers out, but he gives me a little bit of time to breathe before he starts fucking me again.
Eventually, I cum the same way again. Then a third, and a fourth time, stacking them back to back against each other. After I've cum five times, I'm absolutely spent. He takes his fingers out, cleans them off, and pets my hair and shoulders, letting me slump against him bonelessly.
Our puppy has given up on getting out of his restraints, but he's whining softly, looking at us with big eyes. Sir motions for me to kneel down on the floor, and I do so, a little slumped.
He walks over to puppy and plays with his dripping hole as he says, "Good boy, good puppy. You took that so well, I know that was difficult. Are you ready for your reward?" Puppy nods, frantically. "Come here, bunny, kneel in front of him."
I happily crawl over, kneeling in front of my pup, smiling softly at him. Sir takes his gag out and says, "Tell him what you want, pup. Nicely, if you would, our boy is a little overwhelmed as you might imagine."
"Pl... Please suck my tdick, bunny."
I oblige, glad to have him down my throat. He throws his head back and moans as I start to flick my tongue. Sir teases his nipples for a while, watching me service him. "Such good boys, both of you. You're both so good for me, I'm so proud of you, so proud to be your owner."
Eventually, sir takes my head and starts fucking my mouth on puppy's dick. Puppy moans louder than ever, babbling about how good it feels, thanking us both. Sir fucks my throat on it harder, growling, "That's it. Take it, take it, both of you."
I moan into his tdick, sending loud vibrations straight through him. Puppy jerks his hips up in time with my mouth bobbing on him, crying out, "Sir, I'm gonna cum!"
"Cum for me, puppy, cum down his throat," I can hear sir whisper in his ear. Pup cums explosively down my throat, covering my face in it.
Sir gently pulls my head off, as I stare off in a subspace daze. Puppy is panting, as our dom makes quick work of untying him, "Good boys. You're both so good for me, took that all so well."
He lies puppy back on the couch against him, and motions for me to lay on him as well. I jump up, eager to get snuggled after all that intense play, and he chuckles sweetly at me. Sir pets my hair when I get nestled into his embrace, "Good boy, there you go. Much better, love having both my sweet boys in my arms."
Puppy leans up to kiss me gently on the forehead. They both keep praising me and each other, and I deliver slurred praise back where I can, eventually drifting off peacefully in their safe embrace.
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what is that..... its the unknown!
🎭 🕷️ 🕷️ / 🪞 ❓ 🪞 / 🕷️ 🕷️ 🎭
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Gabriel : *heavy breathing and grunting* Bastard. 
Useless bucket of bolts. Yeah, you better run!
Load back to your- Ah shit, that was hard. Load back to your little checkpoint.
Yeah, go ahead. Go P rank the other levels. 
Oh… I’m sorry. Can-can-can I? Excuse me, can I help you?
Columbo : Oh, uh, hi there. Sorry, I didn’t mean to interrupt.
Uh, I’m looking for somebody. 
Uh, Gabriel is it? Is that you? Is that who I’m lookin for?
Listen, I just gotta say, you did an amazing job uh… Fighting off that uh. 
What’d ya-what’d ya call it?
Uh, you called it a… 
Gabriel : A mere object?
Columbo : That’s right. A mere object. 
Phenomenal work. 
I gotta tell ya. Robots, I don’t trust em myself. 
Ya know, I had-I had this one episode where uh, there was this robot named Rob and uh-
Gabriel : Uh, yes. 
That’s very fascinating, but could you perhaps get on with your introduction? 
Columbo : Uh, certainly. So I’m, uh, I’m lieutenant Columbo. Uh, I’m with the LAPD. Uh, I'm in the homicide department. 
Gabriel : Homicide? You can’t kill a machine. 
Columbo : No no no! Of course not. But um… Well… Ya can certainly love one.
Gabriel : D-d-d-detective I- I don’t- I don’t know what you’re implying there with that statement!
As you can tell I… Despise machines and wouldn’t think about doing so- Loving them, I mean.
Columbo : Yes, of course uh. Absolutely, it’s completely unthinkable. 
Except, well. While I was- while I was over here and I opened this door and uh fourteen- fourteen V1 body pillows fell out. Along with a buncha the plushies. 
Uh, and I just can’t imagine how ya- how ya happened upon something like that by accident.
It’s a little ridiculous! Uh, frankly.
Gabriel : Uh, no no no, listen.  
Detective. I can explain, okay? 
Those belong to- uh! That guy over there! 
*Filth-like scream*
Gabriel : Yeah! A real freak! 
Some kinda pervert. I don’t know why we keep him around.
But uh, I-I have nothing to do with it. 
Columbo : Well, ya see, I would believe- I would believe that, but uh. 
It’s just that- Well we had the boys at the lab run these pillows and we found your cum- We found your DNA all over em, uh.
You’re-You’re under arrest, I’m killing you.
Gabriel : K-hah. Kill me? *laughs*
Oh detective. 
Columbo : Oh. Aw fuck.
Gabriel : I’m afraid you’ve made a grave mistake. 
Because, in fact… What is going to happen instead…
Is actually what I’m gonna- AHHHG MOTHERFUCKER
I’LL FUCKIN KILL YOU
SON OF A BITCH 
AHHG YOU BASTARD
I’LL RIP YOU APART 
PIECE OF SHIT
YOU FUCK
ASSHOLE
BITCH
*Grunting* 
Oh Shit. 
Oh. What have I done? 
V1 : Bro, tell me you didn’t just kill a fucking cop.
Gabriel : The law will be here any second now… 
Machine, flush the drugs.
V1 : No way, bro. Let’s smoke that.
Gabriel : All of it?!?
Hm… One last ride…
Well, alright.
*coughing his lungs out*
V1 : No Gabriel, holding it in doesn’t do anything!
*Gabriel continues to cough his lungs out*
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Splatoon 3: Side Order is good, but not great. I still highly recommend it, but if you care about the story, you're going to be disappointed. Quick review: spoilers ahead.
Side Order was the devs experimenting with Splatoon's gameplay loop. The campaign is a rogue-like, and it works amazingly well. Super fun, super challenging, building my deck and fighting through challenges with the stakes of resetting really scratched an itch in my brain. They did a great job with it.
Unfortunately, I feel like priority went to game design rather than story. Much of the mysterious artwork we saw in the first teaser trailer was completely unused; turns out, all of that was just concept art that never made it into the final product. Side Order failed to make me care about what was happening. I don't know why the protagonist had to be Agent 8; it could've been anyone else and the story would've worked the same.
Octo Expansion was the absolute peak of meshing story and gameplay. The campaign's hook is insanely strong; we immediately empathize with Agent 8 because we know from previous lore that octolings like her have been trapped underground for all their lives. We care about her fight to the surface because it's a fundamentally ideological fight for freedom. The plot stuff about Tartar and the Thangs is just nice set dressing; 8's fight for freedom is the real story.
There's none of that in Side Order. I don't particularly care about Marina's metaverse, even if it's tied to Octo Expansion's story. I don't know why Acht is there other than backstory stuff. It really feels like 8 is just told to do something and she does it because she's the protagonist; she has zero personal stakes or motivations in the conflict. This is a story blunder the devs did in Splatoon 3's default campaign––forgetting to give the protagonist a personal reason to fight––that I hoped would be fixed here, but alas.
What makes it worse is that the gameplay and story progression are completely out of sync. I beat the entire game on my third run in 4 hours. With each run, you get up to two keys to potentially unlock bits of story. That means you'll get about one piece of the story every two runs. There are twelve pieces of the story; I got the first and then beat the whole damn game. Now I have to go back and grind to see the remaining story when I've already beaten the final boss and resolved the conflict. I missed the entire story because I never had to reset because I blazed through the gameplay! It's just a real shame that I experienced everything without knowing... why it's happening. The final boss had me asking myself what the hell is going on because I don't know the backstory at all.
Again, I still really recommend. The devs did a great job, but Side Order remains in the shadow of Octo Expansion's incredible success. Like the default singleplayer campaign, there's just a lot of lost story potential here that, while not necessary, would have really elevated this DLC into something amazing.
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