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ejga-ostja · 25 days
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WAAAY overdue commission for @calcifezra ;u; thank you for your patience! <3
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big-dick-garfield · 3 months
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WHERE IS MY MAIN MAN PSYCHO DELIC⁉️⁉️⁉️⁉️⁉️⁉️ MEGAMIND WRITERS WHERE DID YOU PUT HIMMM
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true-blue-megamind · 1 year
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MEGAMIND FAN THEORY: Where Did the Doom Syndicate Come From?
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What better way to start the new year than with a new Megamind Fan Theory? Yes, I am finally back! And, yes, once again it is not on Thursday but, you know, at least it exists. So there’s that. We’ve all waited long enough so let’s jump straight in. Even though Megamind threatens to clone my most annoying in-laws and send them ALL to my house whenever I say it: SPOILER WARNING!
If you’re part of the Megamind fandom—and since you’re reading this I assume that’s fairly likely—you’ve probably already heard about the Doom Syndicate. After all, although these characters never appeared in the original movie, they can be seen in some of the earlier storyboards and several make appearances in the video games, not to mention populating a great many fanfictions. However, for those few who may be currently scratching their heads and wondering what in the world I’m babbling about, here’s a brief explanation:
The Doom Syndicate is a small affiliation of supervillains, each of whom possesses some sort of special ability. (Hot Flash has fire-based powers, The Conductor controls electricity, Psycho-Delic releases poisonous or mind-altering smokes, etc.) Despite these unusual talents, however, as far as we know all the members of the Doom Syndicate are more-or-less human. This notably differentiates them from Megamind, Metroman, and even Minion, all of whom have extraterrestrial origins.
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That’s not really surprising. As the film Megamind was, in part, a spoof on existing superhero franchises, it seems that Metro City’s own Bad Guys’ Club was modeled after evil organizations appearing in comic books, such as DC’s Legion of Doom. (Even the Doom Syndicate’s name, as you can see, is lampooning their counterparts.) Why does that matter? Because many—although not all—members of these fictional villainous cabals are humans who gained extraordinary abilities through bio-engineering experiments, bizarre accidents, advanced technology, or even magic. (According to Comic Vine, Lex Luthor, Cheetah, Riddler, Scarecrow, Black Adam, Poison Ivy, and Bane are all examples.) As the Doom Syndicate was likely intended to be a somewhat less-serious caricature of this, it seems probable that they, too, began life as normal earthlings.
That brings up one important question: if members of the Doom Syndicate were originally ordinary humans, how did they come by their powers? There are two fan theories concerning this. The first is that, similar to the DC and Marvel universes, Megamind’s world boasts a wide variety of superheroes and supervillains. (I’ll be discussing that concept further in another post.) The second, however, is significantly darker.
To understand it, however, we must first examine a related fan theory. If you’ve read the previous blog article entitled The Warden, you know that many believe Megamind and Metroman may have been purposefully pushed into their respective roles of hero and villain from childhood. There is actually some very compelling evidence to support this in the film. Details from the brief school scene, such as the Warden himself appearing in a child’s drawing of a school bus, support the idea of these two aliens being essentially raised to their roles. Furthermore, Metroman’s own actions also offer a likely explanation for why. It’s obvious that, as a boy, he was something of a bully—he constantly picks on and even hurts the other young alien—but it’s just as clear that he loved praise. Fans believe that concerned adults around them knowingly drove Metroman toward heroism to prevent him from becoming a danger to society and similarly pushed Megamind into becoming his nemesis because the former-villain was more likely to survive the ordeal and because, quite frankly, few people cared what happened to him. That may sound horrible—indeed it is—but when compared with the possibility of having an overgrown superpowered bully wreaking havoc on the city, it’s not hard to see why influential people may have felt it to be the lesser evil. (Imagine if Titan had no Megamind to stop him.) Again, feel free to read The Warden for more about that.
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That bring us to the specific Megamind fan theory in question. Many fans have taken that idea a step further, suggesting that the Doom Syndicate was created to keep Metroman busy whenever his main antagonist was behind bars. While this idea may seem odd at first, if we accept that Megamind and Metroman were pressured into assuming specific positions, as seems at least possible, then it becomes a logical hypothesis. People may have feared that their “hero,” if left with too much idle time on his hands, could fall back into his old brutish ways.
The idea is not without merit. As discussed in another Megamind Fan Theory post, Does Metroman Know He’s Alien, the city’s original hero differs in some ways from his obvious DC Comics counterpart: Superman. Clark Kent, the famed Man of Steel, had the benefit of being raised in a loving, hardworking farm family, complete with down-home virtues, but Wayne Smith, who later became Metroman, did not. Instead, the previous Defender of Metrocity seems to have spent his childhood as the entitled only son of an ultra-wealthy couple. This means that, while Clark Kent’s upbringing helped him to become genuinely good, Wayne Smith’s likely predisposed him to a certain amount of shallowness and arrogance. This is important because it indicates that the latter’s incentives for heroism were probably not selfless dedication to the good of those around him. So what did drive him? The aforementioned school scene strongly suggests that it was a love of popularity and public adulation. Indeed, this seems to be the case. Consider Metroman’s vaunting behavior at the opening of his museum along with his career change to wannabe rock star. Both display a notable desire for adoration and attention. Therefore it seems probable that that same desire was the driving force behind Wayne’s becoming a superhero and, as mentioned before, the school scene supports this.
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So, once more, assuming that this predisposition was leveraged to push Metroman into heroism for the safety of society, it seems only logical that there might be some concern about what he might do during the brief periods when Megamind was not an active threat. After all, if the only thing making his role as Defender worthwhile was the local citizenry’s praise, then it would be necessary to keep that praise coming lest he become disenchanted. In order to do that, he would need to constantly be saving people or battling evil. That would, presumably, leave the city leaders with two choices: orchestrate situations that put their own voters in danger or provide other villains to fight whenever Megamind was behind bars.
This is one major reason why the fan theory has developed that the Doom Syndicate may have been created on purpose, but it’s not the only one. Another consideration is the simple fact that people willing to allow a baby to be raised in prison, under the care of dangerous convicts, would likely have few qualms about turning a few of those they viewed as “undesirables” into supervillains. That, in turn, brings us to a third potential reason. Near the beginning of the film, when the Warden visits Megamind’s jail cell, we can see that a guard is sitting at a bank of monitors displaying what appears to be brain scans and other invasive information about the blue man. In other words, it seems that, while incarcerated, Megamind may have been the subject of experiments. The question is: was he the only one? Is it possible that other inmates were subjected to different scientific procedures intended to give them superpowers and thus make them viable distractions for Metroman? Some fans say yes.
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If this is the case, then it rather backfired. In some of the unused storyboards for the movie, we can see the Doom Syndicate deferring to Megamind, practically asking his permission to go on a crime spree after Metroman’s apparent demise, and it appears they may have even wanted him to be their leader. Given the film’s connections to existing comics, the idea is not that far fetched. Much like the Joker in Gotham, it seems that Megamind held a certain amount of sway over the other villains in Metro City. Like DC’s famous evil clown, he didn’t exactly rule the others—they didn’t actually work for him—but in the local supervillain hierarchy he was definitely the proverbial “top dog.” So, rather than creating several individual enemies for their hero to face, the powers of Metro City may have inadvertently created a dark organization. Alone any member of the Doom Syndicate would have been easy for Metroman to defeat; as a group, they could have been considerably more dangerous.
Is there any truth in this supposition? It’s hard to say for certain, but perhaps the upcoming series Megamind’s Guide to Defending Your City may offer some clarification. It will be interesting to find out. At any rate, having once been the Bad Guy other Bad Guys feared is likely going to give the Blue Defender some distinct advantages in dealing with the Doom Syndicate. He probably knows their methods and weaknesses already, and it’s possible they may be less-than-eager to face off with the former Master of All Villainy. I suppose we’ll find out in due time. In the meanwhile, that’s it for this latest Megamind Fan Theory! I hope you enjoyed it!
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Psycho Delic: Oh please, you wouldn't hurt a fly
Megamind: You're right
Megamind: Because a fly is an innocent, unsuspecting creature that never knowingly did anything to anyone
Psycho Delic:
Megamind: You, however, I would maim
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calcifezra · 2 years
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OKAY
I play megamind ps3, ds, and wii games a lot
They’re very fun. Now I’m gonna share each line the doom syndicate say! Because I’m a fucking weirdo who truly enjoys this sorta thing because it says a lot about each character!
Some are repeated!
Not including blue titan purely because I don’t like Hal sorry
PS3/XBOX 360
Destruction Worker:
“Megamind! Prepare to be, de-… destructed!”
Psycho Delic:
"You dare enter my lair, Megamind?"
"Welcome to my world, Megamind. You'll soon be dancing to my tune. *laughs menacingly*"
"Glad you could join us, Megamind."
"Well then, now all the guests are here, let the party begin."
"Not before we party like a plague first, baby. Get that super square."
"Nooooooo!"
“Too quick for ya’?”
“You’ll need to be quicker than that!”
“You’ll need to do better than that, Megamind!”
“I’ll make you pay for that, Megamind.”
Hot Flash:
"Megamind!"
"I see you got past my goons, sweetie."
"Attack!"
"No!"
“You’ll never catch me, Megamind!”
“Gah!”
“Defeat him!”
“You’re in hot water now, Megamind!”
“I’ve fired up a buffet of hot stuff!”
“Whaaa!”
“Get him!”
"That was cute, Megamind. No matter, I'll enjoy cooking your goose!"
DS/PSP
Destruction Worker:
“I’ll destroy you, Megamind!”
“Megamind! Prepare to be, uh, destructed!”
"Bla bla bla.."
"Curses! I missed!"
"Attack!"
"Blue Tighten put me up to it, I had nothing to do with it."
Psycho Delic:
"You'll need to do better than that, Megamind."
"You dare enter my lair, Megamind?"
"Oof."
"NOOOOOOOOO!"
Hot Flash:
"You're in hot water now, Megamind!"
"You'll never catch me, Megamind!"
"Defeat him!"
"Ow."
"That was cute, Megamind. No matter, I'll enjoy cooking your goose!"
"*crying*"
Wii
Destruction Worker:
“Hahahahaha.”
“Give up yet?”
“You can’t beat me, no way!”
“Brawn over..uh..brains! That’s it!”
“Hey mega wimps! What’s the matter? Too tough for ya? Hahahahaha!”
“Hey mega softies! I still got some of the loot! So come get me!”
“Are you guys even trying?”
“I got it!”
“Boo yah!”
“Yeah! Power up!”
“I feel all rested up.”
“Come and get me!”
“I’m the best!”
“This’ll take a little time here.”
“What am I waiting for?”
“Right, I’ll wait here.”
“Uhhh, should we get moving?”
“Come on give me a chance!”
“Mine!”
“High score for me baby! Haha!”
“Try to beat that score!”
“More scores for me!”
“What a score!”
“I’m coming in last?”
“I destroyed your score! Score!”
“Yeah! More scores for me!”
“Alright!”
“I gotta catch up!”
“I dare ya to beat my score!”
“I destroyed you!”
“Ow!”
“Ahh!”
“I’m dying!” (?)
“I’ve gotta catch up!”
“Got it!”
“Try to beat that!”
“I’m back! Did you miss me?”
“I can do this!”
“I’m coming in last?”
“I’m winning!”
“Time to avoid!”
“Let’s attack!”
“It’s mine!”
“Uhh, I need some points!”
“Run away!”
“We have to avoid this attack!”
Psycho Delic:
“More for me, sucka’s!
“Psycho score! Score!”
“All right!”
“All mine, baby.”
“Psycho power! Hahahaha!”
“Solid mine!”
“I’ll catch up, baby!”
“Give it up square, I’m taking you cats down!”
“I win!”
“Tick tock, I need a lil time, dig?”
“I’ll wait here a while, cool?”
“I’m getting old just waitin’.”
“Should we shuffle off?”
“As rested as a corpse.”
“Uh baby? I’m last.”
“Ouch!”
“Grrrrr!”
“Uhhhh, totally hip high score!”
“Mine. All mine, baby.”
“I can dig this, dig?”
“Ow!”
“Ahh!”
“Come on! Get with it!”
“Gotta catch up, dig!”
“You can’t beat me, baby.”
“Too cool to be schooled!”
“All aboard!”
“Get hip for more points.”
“I’m as groovy as a ghoul, try catch me.”
“Ain’t no way you’re getting me! I’m as cool as an open grave.”
“I’m chilling like a villian!”
“Give it up, square!”
“Taking you cats down!”
“Try to take my hipness!”
“I’m too cool to crush!”
“Peace, love and decay, dig?”
“Woohoo!”
“Let’s attack!”
“Try and beat me, baby.”
“I won!”
“I’m the happin’ hipster!”
“Boooom!”
“Run away!”
“Betcha can’t beat me, dig?”
Judge Sludge:
“More for me!”
“I’ve got it!”
“Try and beat me!”
“I’ll wait to be called.”
“This…will take some time.”
“It’s not prudent to wait!”
“I’m making a case to move.”
“A well rested recess.”
“Power up!”
“Got it!”
“Mine!”
“Ow!”
“Hahahahahahahaha!”
“Roar!”
“I’m winning!”
“Must catch up!”
“Oh my.”
“I can judge you.”
“I’m cooking a masterpiece!”
“I won!”
“My sludge is too toxic for you.”
“Waste them with some toxic sludge, goons!”
“Come and get me!”
“You’re guilty of trying to stop me, Mega Squad!”
“You should give up legally!”
“Brains! Over brawn!”
“Don’t judge me! I can judge myself!”
Hot Flash:
“All right!”
“More for me!”
“Fwaloosh.”
“I got it, sugar!”
“That’s mine, baby!”
“Can’t beat me, honey!”
“You’re mine!”
“Got it!”
“Rawr!”
“Power up!”
“Let’s attack!”
“Hahahahaha!”
“I win!”
“I’m feeling well rested.”
“What are we waiting for?”
“I’ll wait right here, honey.”
“Should we get moving?”
“Okay, okay, this’ll take some time.”
“Hot score!”
“If you can’t take the heat, avoid my hotness!”
“I’m the best!”
“I won!”
“I’m winning!”
“I dare you to beat my high score!”
“Can’t beat my heat!”
“Ahh!”
“Ouch!”
“Ow!”
“Oo!”
“Come on! Fire it up!”
“HahahahaHA!”
“More points, please!”
“Scorching hot score! Score!”
“We’ve almost flamed out!”
“I have the hottest score!”
“Giving up yet?”
“Let’s all attack together, now!”
“Run away!”
“Move in!”
“Hahaha! You’re all goin’ down, fast!”
“Sorry sweetie! This museum’s full of stuff for me!”
“There’s a big price to travel on my freeway!”
“Okay hot stuff, give mama a kiss!”
“Against me? No chance!”
“I’m too hot for you!”
“Look darlings, you can’t cage my hotness!”
“Woah!”
“I’m back.”
“More points, please!”
“Get away!”
“You’re too cold to beat me!”
“Come and get me, sweetie.”
“Given up yet?”
“You can’t beat me! I’m hot!”
The Conductor:
“A symphonic high score!”
“It’s mine!”
“The score says I’m last!”
“I must catch up!”
“Give me a chance!”
“I got it!”
“This score must go up!”
“All mine!”
“Shall we begin?”
“Rest ameasure, this will take time.”
“I’m well rested.”
“Is there time to rest?”
“I’ll wait here a bit.”
“Ow!”
“Ahh!”
“Ouch!”
“My score is one for the ages!”
“Mine!”
“I’m in the lead!”
“I’m unstoppable!”
“I’d be shocked if you beat me.”
“Get away!”
“A knocked over cowardice.” (?)
“Do you like my classical arrival?”
“My performance is sure to electrify everyone!”
“Now you will play your final music, mega squad!”
Any with a (?) are ones that might be misheard, but it’s not clear
I might’ve missed a few, but these are like 95% of them I think
All of them had various ‘ow’s and various pain sounds, but ALL OF HOT FLASH’S PAIN SOUNDS SOUNDED SO DAMN SEXUAL LIKE BRUH GHHGHGGGUGUGYGYG
That being said, I am even more gay for her now she’s such a pretty tiny lady she has my heart <3
Not a doom syndicate quote but the amount of times I heard Roxanne say “this competition is getting seriously serious” drove me insane lmaooo
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c0ckedgun · 1 year
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funny pictures for my friend @cornistasiathecoblinking​ funny chess megamind au
flop old men am i right
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Psycho Delic: My criminal record? The only illegal thing I've done is absolutely killing it on the dance floor!
Psycho Delic: Ha, just kidding!
Psycho Delic: I have killed several people
Psycho Delic: :3
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psycho-delic--cunt · 2 months
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"I'll see you in my dreams" 🖤🌛
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necronatural · 1 year
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i need to draw actual fanart so heres some mobs...i've always been hesitant to draw the characters in my style bc i feel like its too sleek for what i find appealing about the anime's style
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lookninjas · 1 year
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Sometimes I like finding covers of “Psycho Killer” to present to @seldnei.  This is Terry Hall and Dave Stewart, and you may have to crank the volume for this, because it was copied over from VHS and the sound is ... eh.  Interesting version though -- seems like they’re using different lyrics in the second verse?
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skullz-chamber · 2 years
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The only picture I have of me with patches and she's blurry 😓 she was mainly my mom's cat. She loved her so much.. whenever my mom was having panic attacks due to her auditory hallucinations patches would sit on her and would refuse to leave 💘
She used to lay on my shoulder as I walked around the house. She's a liddo parrot 🦜
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sclepurpose · 2 months
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im not gonna incorporate a lot of show / sequel lore here just bc i have 14 years worth of hcs and stuff already but i do wanna say i loved the parakeet thing in mmvtds and so thats canon here now, minion has polly 227
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harmonicaorange · 1 year
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i’ve read the poppy war, tender is the flesh, a certain hunger, all fairly violent books but american psycho is definitely way too much for me 😭 he’s so CASUAL about these atrocities and maybe it’s cause i’ve never seen the movie but jesus christ i’m too weak for this
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lovebugism · 1 month
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hi! can i request shy/innocent reader who blushes at any sex talk, but one day she shows up covered in hickies that she didn’t notice and eddie, robin and the gang are grilling her trying to find out who shes with and steve’s just standing in the corner like🧍‍♂️
ty for requesting :D — the gang finds a hickey on you during movie night (shy!fem!r, fluff, 1.3k)
Slasher films, Eddie tells you, are just excuses to make the goriest, raunchiest movies known to man. But that’s why they’re so good! he exclaims like a giddy teenage boy before sliding the bulky VHS into the tape player. 
Your stomach’s been in knots about it since. You’re made of something more delicate than that — not particularly built for gruesome horror — but you swallow down your worrying anyway. 
Robin’s smacking on gummy worms at your feet, Eddie hasn’t stopped smiling since he sat down beside you, and Steve’s got one toned arm wrapped tightly around your shoulder. The combination of familiarity takes your mind off the whole thing when you threaten to scare yourself about it.
A half-hour in, and the scariest thing you’ve seen so far, is an overtly theatric sex scene. You only get a glimpse of the static nudity before a clammy, ringed hand splays itself over your eyes. It doesn’t save you from the high-pitched squealing and gruff moans, though, so you’re not entirely sure it’s doing much.
“What are you doing?” you ask Eddie through quiet giggles.
“This shit’s gross,” he answers, muffled through the candy in his cheek. “You don’t need to be watchin’ stuff like this.”
Your brows furrow beneath his palm. “I’m not a child, Eds.”
“Yeah, but you’re too pure! I wouldn’t feel right if I just let you watch it!”
Steve returns from the kitchen then, with a bowl of refilled popcorn in hand. He scoops a handful into his mouth and scolds through the mouthful. “Eddie. Leave her alone.”
The pale hand slips from your face when the scene ends — the climax sufficiently interrupted by a serial killing, chainsaw weilding psycho. The wild-haired boy scoffs. “Jeez! Sorry for trying to take care of your girlfriend, Harrington!”
“I do that on my own. I don’t need your help, freak,” Steve retorts, unthinking, before plopping down beside you and shoveling another handful of popcorn into his mouth. 
All three of you glance at him with unwavering stares. He blinks back at you for a moment until the realization hits him. Rolling his chocolate eyes, he grouses, “Not like that, you pervs.”
Eddie grins. “Oh, so it’s not like that, then?” he wonders in a teasing lilt. 
“Well,” Steve shrugs, trying and failing to hide his smirk. “I mean, obviously it is, but—”
“Steve…” you waver in an inaudible whine, shrinking back into the couch, hoping it’ll swallow you whole. 
The boy seems confused by your sudden sheepishness. He’s never been shy about anything in his life. “I’m just saying!” he chuckles. “I’m your boyfriend. I take care of you. That’s, like, my whole job… One that I do very well, might I add.”
Robin grumbles while Steve and Eddie laugh like a couple of teenage boys. She rises from her comfy spot on the carpet and reaches for your hand. She pulls you into the kitchen behind her and calls to them over her shoulder. “You guys are such freaks, you know that?”
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Tired and slightly tipsy, you stand with Steve on his back porch. A cigarette hangs loosely from his plush lips. His chiseled jaw tightens every time he takes a drag. The sight of him is impossible to look away from.
“You don’t think I take care of you?” he blurts before blowing smoke from his mouth. The wisps disappear beneath the starry velvet sky.
“Huh?”
“Earlier. When Eddie was making that stupid joke,” the boy explains, snuffing the cig out in the ashtray on the railing. He glances at you with sparkling honey eyes, half beneath his lashes, before turning away again. Almost shy. “I said it was my job to take care of you or whatever, and you just… Kinda grumbled about it. Like you don’t think I do or something.”
Your chest stings.
“Of course you do!” you answer sheepishly. “It’s just… hard for me to talk about, I guess. In front of Eddie and Robin and everything…”
“Oh,” he hums, nodding with his pink lips softly pouted. When the realization passes, he bites back a bashful beam. “So… you do think I take care of you, then?”
You roll your eyes, still impossibly shy. You know that he knows that answer now — he just wants to hear you say it. “Obviously…” you murmur with a quiet smile you try hard to keep hidden.
“Good,” he says to himself, nodding like he’s proud. “That’s good…”
You’re not sure how, but you end up squished between his body and the deck railing in record time. Steve kisses the breath from your lungs with lips tasting of nicotine, cola, and sour candy. His golden hands dig into your hips while his mouth trails to your jaw. 
You twist your hands in the strands of his silky chestnut hair as his plush lips lock with your thrumming pulse. A sigh spills from your mouth at the tingling feeling — warm and wet, then stinging for a moment. Steve runs his tongue over the bruise he left there. 
“Don’t leave a mark,” you scold in a slurred whine.
His chuckle fans across your neck before he parts from you. The lovebite is hardly noticeable now, just beginning to blossom beneath your jaw. “I think it might be a little too late for that, babe,” he teases with lidded eyes.
The backdoor slides open before Steve can kiss you again. Eddie stumbles out with a cigarette hanging between his lips. Robin nearly runs into the back of him when the boy stops suddenly in his tracks. His chocolate eyes flit between the two of you, now separated and trying to play it cool.
“…Are we interrupting something?” he murmurs through the stick in his mouth.
Steve shrugs and puts his hands on his hips, so not cool. “What? No. What are you— What are you even doing out here?”
The lighter clicks. “…Smoking?”
He glances at Robin, then. Her ocean eyes widen as she shrugs. “I just didn’t wanna be left out,” she murmurs in an answer to his silent question.
“Fair enough.”
Eddie squeezes between you and Steve, clumsy and unknowing. He glances at you innocently once, then again with suspicious, squinted eyes. “Is that a bruise?” he wonders before turning away to exhale the smoke from his lungs.
Your chest wrenches. “Huh?” you hum with pinched brows.
“You have a bruise on your neck,” he tells you, pointing a ringed finger to the blooming mark Steve left some minutes ago now. “What happened?”
He says it like he’s concerned. Like he’s worried something had happened to you. The possibility of it being a hickey doesn’t even cross his mind — ‘cause you’re just too pure for that. 
You shrug and start to stammer, somehow less cool than the overtly uncasual boy on Eddie’s other side. “I don’t know. It’s probably just... The lighting or something.”
His fluffy brows pinch together as his eyes dart over your face. You’re visibly flustered, lips softly swollen and shining with spit. He looks at Steve next and finds the boy looking much of the same. Only then does he realize what he’s interrupted.
“Eugh!” he groans in disgust, features screwed-up and puppylike.
Steve fights back a laugh. “What?!”
“You guys are a bunch of dirtbags!” Eddie shouts.
“It’s just a hickey, Eds,” the brunette boy says, chuckling before he can help it. “It’s okay. Calm down.”
“Absolutely harlot behavior. Both of you,” he chides, shaking his head until his wild curls sway around his jaw. While the rest of you laugh, he grumbles. “I don’t even feel like smoking now. You guys just ruined this cig for me.”
The three of you blink at him when he takes another drag. It takes him a moment too long to register the stares. When he does, he spreads his palms in defense and mumbles through the stick. “Well, I’m not gonna waste it!”
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Psycho Delic: I will ruin your happiness, no matter the cost!
Megamind: My happiness?
Megamind, to Minion: I'm happy?
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calcifezra · 2 years
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Just some happy psycho delic doodles
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