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themarginalthinker · 7 months
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this drabble of the band au is called 'ear worm'
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(Laddie has a favorite show. Can you guess what it is?)
(For @spidercookie18 ! This is set in the band au! It's 2021, covid never happened, and the Boys are preforming. Dwayne sets Laddie up with some distractions, and may accidentally distract everyone else as well. In this au, Laddie is Dwayne's biological child, Star being the surrogate mom for them.)
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"Okay, all strapped in?"
"Yeah!"
Laddie kicks his feet up, tugging at the strap of the booster seat that he sat on as Dwayne loaded in the last dufflebag. They were going to be staying a couple days, and needed more than a change of clothing. A lot more.
Dwayne goes over his mental list again, for what feels like the hundredth time. Clothing, spare clothing, for the both of them, Laddie's books, Dwayne's work laptop, spare kit for the drums just to be safe, snack bag, phone, keys-
"Can I have the tablet?" Laddie asks.
Dwayne looks up, and then nods. As much as he did just finish packing them, he admits that this is a worthy investment. It was going to be a bit of a drive after all, and Laddie had recently started getting carsick while reading. Oh, shit, did he pack the Dramamine and Tylenol? He was pretty sure he did, but maybe not, and better safe than sorry...
Dwayne finds his prize in the bottom (he never did learn how to pack a bag that well...) of his clothing bag. Full charge, ready to go. He navigates to the movies saved to it, and hands it to Laddie.
"All good?"
"Yes!"
"Alright."
Dwayne steps back, making one final check of everything in his head, and then closes the door, walking around to the driver's side. He gets in, starts it up, and gets this show on the road.
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It's a good set. A really good set. Everyone had been on point tonight - from the roadies to the Band, the show had gone off without a hitch. Th crowd had been big - basically a sold out show - but not unmanageable. Dwayne almost finds it suspicious. A little stage superstition, likely.
They clear off, Dwayne flexing his hands as he does, tucking away his sticks into his back pocket. Dwayne navigates the back halls of the stage, passing people walking around who made the show work. Honestly, Dwayne often says, he just plays music. It's everyone else who does the hard work.
The greenroom is a small series of connected rooms, and the guys were already back there, hanging out, dressing down. Dwayne himself reaches into his mouth, feeling the plastic prosthetics. (Even after ten years with them, he still didn't know how David managed the permanent fang inserts...)
He comes to the room marked for The Lost Boys, and pushes open the door.
The first thing he sees is. Well. The Boys. David, Paul, and Marko. They'd all left the stage at the same time, But Dwayne had stopped to talk to one of the roadies about something.
The three of them are all clustered around a couch, where Laddie sat. There were scattered books and colored pencils and other such entertainment for a child, but he had his tablet back out. Marko was leaning on the arm of the couch, David and Paul over the back, looking rather...focused. The lot of them were only half out of their costumes.
Then Dwayne hears it.
"Mum!"
Laddie kicks his feet in time with the beat.
"Dad!"
A jaunty tune plays.
"Bingo!"
Dwayne steps forward, and looks down at the tablet screen.
"Bluey!"
"Bluey!"
Dwayne actually raises an eyebrow at Paul, who had actually mumbled the titular character's name along with the show.
"Where the hell did you find this, man?" Marko says, jabbing a thumb at the show.
Dwayne shrugs. "He got sick one day, and this seemed like something good to zone out to while resting. It's a favorite."
"This is a really fu- uh. Freakin' catchy show, dude," Paul agrees.
Dwayne smirks, and starts to walk away, prepared to change, and get Laddie back to the hotel hopefully before it got too late.
"Your funeral."
David looks up. "What?"
Dwayne reaches up to tap his temple. "Once it's in there, it doesn't leave."
Marko rolls his eyes, standing up properly now that the moment had been broken, apparently. "It's a kid's show. We used to make fun of Barney growing up."
The night moves on, and the band closes out their night. They get invited out for an aftershow, but Dwayne declines. He's carrying Laddie through the halls and into bed, settling in with him. Another successful night in a life he never thought possible.
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"Buh buh buh...mm, mm, mmm- uh. Shit."
"I told you. It gets in there, man."
"Shut up, Dwayne."
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I think we should stop hating on Nightwing moms for a bit and hate on Scarlet's mom for a change.
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ant1m0ny · 2 years
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Brandon (Rope 1948): It's only a piece of rope, Phillip. An ordinary household article. Why hide it? It belongs in the kitchen drawer.
Lisa (Rear Window): Lots of people have saws, knives and ropes around their houses.
I'm starting to see a pattern of Alfred Hitchcock characters being completely oblivious to what is and is not a common household item
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effervescentdragon · 3 months
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Things that you’ll block me for:
Opened the daily mail, wondering why Ivanka Trump is posing with Charles girlfriend
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Pushing my luck everyday ♥️ i love you to the moon and back 🫶🫶🫶
Lynesse i know its almosy 1am for me and im high on melatonin but ive stared at this for like. A time. And i have no idea who any of these people are????? Love tou tooo 🥰❤️❤️❤️❤️
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waitingforminjae · 2 years
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unrrelated to anything but i need whoever pressured/threatened choi jonghoon’s victim into agreeing to a reduced sentence for him to be burned alive
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x0401x · 1 month
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So I just saw a post by a random personal blog that said “don’t follow me if we never even had a conversation before” and?????? Not to be rude but literally what the fuck??????????
I’ve had people (non-pornbots) try to strike conversation out of nowhere in my DMs recently, and now I’m wondering if they were doing that because they wanted to follow me and thought they needed to interact first. I feel compelled to say, just in case, that it’s totally okay to follow this blog (or my side blog, for that matter) even if we’ve never talked before.
Also, I’m legit confused. Is this how follow culture works right now? It was worded like it’s common sense but is that really a thing?
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lazylittledragon · 4 months
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can't believe we're all adults being forced into the club penguin level of censorship in 2024
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pocket-size-cthulhu · 2 months
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I'm a cryptid in Stardew valley. I live on the outskirts of town. I disappear for days on end, purchasing daily one-way tickets to the calico desert. Nobody knows where I go while I'm there. Can occasionally be found fishing at random spots throughout town. I am never not running on at least one triple shot espresso. I take the abandoned minecarts to get around and am frequently seen disappearing into the sewers. I carry a sword for some reason. Once every week or two I will stride into your bedroom to deliver you your favorite meal. I'm a self-made millionaire. I attend all the town events and will go to your concert in the next town over. I have donated approximately 2583 items to the local museum and singlehandedly revitalized the town community center. There are rumors I can talk to junimos. I'm friends with the local wizard
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humanjeff · 7 months
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what even is the message here
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sweaty-confetti · 10 months
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idk y’all should treat fat men better. and i don’t mean mildly chubby guys i mean honest-to-god love-handles-and-double-chins fat guys. stop calling them shit like discord mods or gross weebs or nasty creeps or neckbeards or that they’re stinky or sweaty or beer bellied or whatever else. fatphobia isn’t cute, even repackaged in a neat little box of “ew men”
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roninkairi · 1 year
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You can only reblog this today.*
*PLEASE READ THE TAGS
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yamameta-inc · 5 months
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y’all do NOT go out next week unless you have to and wear your best masks and tape the edges down bc it’s just not worth it
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tally-balls · 1 month
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search engines will never fail to be completely and utterly fucking useless
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madamemachikonew · 1 month
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"Go to hell" is basic. "Hope your favourite anime movie sequel gets cancelled after seven years in production AND getting an animated teaser." is smart. It's possible. It's terrifying. It's happened.
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waitingforminjae · 2 years
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i will not rest until jo jinho blows up w the korean gp and finally gets the attention and hype he deserves
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reasonsforhope · 2 months
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Sometimes you just have one of those moments where the progress we've made as a culture get thrown into stark relief. You look at something and go "Holy shit, that would never have happened when I was a kid."
Today, I had one of those moments when I realized that the teenage boys I'm working with are just. genuinely, openly enthusiastic about going to Build-a-Bear for their outing.
These are sixteen and seventeen year old boys! They just had a whole conversation about what to name their "cute", mostly new squishmallows! They're genuinely excited that they're going to Build-a-Bear this weekend and asking other kids to pick up specific accessories for them!!
Holy shit, that never would've happened when I was 16. None of the boys would have dared to be visibly interested - and neither would most of the girls! There would have been a million gay jokes and "Haha, you're a girl" jokes and "What are you, a baby?" jokes. Teenagers weren't even supposed to care about anything back then!
Less than 15 years later, and I'm watching three 17 year old boys treat all that as not even worthy of comment.
So let's call that a reason for hope. Even when the kids aren't alright, in some ways apparently they are alright. Go Gen Z, honestly. It's so lovely to watch you guys just openly doing and saying stuff that, when I was a teen, would've been a social death sentence.
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