#I am turning insane on main

[sodabranch]

Halo here to say that sketch, from my last ask was the cutest thing I've ever seen! Compliments to the chef! But goodness, you like my long rambles, but decide to cut your own ones short?! How dare you not simp to your heart's content?! "I simp, therefore I am," I tell you!

(But really, if there's more stuff you want to say on past asks, I want to hear it all!)

*Clears throat*

1. A short idea on Justice flustering the employee unintentionally. It remembers handholding. It helps two people stick together, especially when trekking through dark and uncertain terrain. At first, it's when guiding an employee through a foggy or dark area, or pulling them out of water/quicksand. But soon enough, Justice kind of does it instinctually.

Then, it starts doing it because it feels nice, though it can't quite understand why. The other employee isn't holding anything, and Justice doesn't need it's rifle out, at the moment, so why not? Crew mates stick together, right?

The camera duty guy watching that red dot following the employee much more closely than usual, again. And they just say to themself, "it's doing it again? Kind of a simp, ngl... But I ship it."

(Now I thought of a new scenario, where a different employee teaches Justice how to rizz up the master. Their motive would probably be for the laughs, though.)

2. Fluff with some angst. Think of all the mental baggage these guys have to put up with. Not out of the ordinary for an employee to suddenly scream or gasp awake, on their bed, because they had another nightmare of the hell they have to be subjected to again soon. Sure, it's probably normalised by the other employees; just part of the job. But Justice is always irked by this.

They deserve as much comfort as possible, right? A pat on the head or their hand gently resting up on their torso, a touch reminding them they're not alone. Maybe Justice is thinking of the past, again. It was back when the master's child was scared from a nightmare, storm, or a (reasonably sized) spider, and they sought out it to be the hero of their plight.

Or, if you want fluff with extra angst, everyone else dying and leaving only Justice with one employee. They made it to the ship, and are in orbit, but now what? Justice is trying hold it together, like it's about to snap, but notices the last employee just sitting on the floor and trembling.

Really, all it has left to do is to crouch down to their level and reach out to them, soon finding themselves holding each other to find some comfort.

3. Justice's original master having kids, but when they get in trouble, any confiscated tech and such go under and inside Justice's hat! I highly doubt you would beat Justice in a wrestle to take it back, though it is tempted by the pleading eyes of the children.

And Justice continuing the practice today! An eyeless dog nearby? You needn't the walkie-talkie, now into the hat! Robot toy not shutting up? The hat can at least muffle it! Cool mask you found... Into the hat!

But I'm not done, yet! Justice getting a mischievous idea, as it looks upon its favourite, orange suited master. The crew is enjoying their rest upon Gordion, when suddenly—

"Justice, give that back!"

Why did Justice take their flashlight?! As the confused employee jumps up, trying to retrieve it, Justice gently holds them away. Then, it takes a different item from out under the hat...

It's the dress!

As everyone else is frozen, knowing exactly what's to come of this, another employee casually walks back to the ship: "I'll get the record player..."

Later on, during another mission, the employee is on camera duty. They see a red dot, with a yellow triangle, approaching the ship. They switch to another, as it's clearly Justice coming back to drop off some stuff, as indicated by the sounds of it coming inside, placing the items down, and—

The employee yelps, suddenly being twirled around in a brief dance. Keeping it short, as not to distract the employee too much from their duty, it quickly ends and Justice gives a peck on their "cheek". It leaves, waving goodbye, like nothing happened.

~ Halo

HJASJHDSAHJDSAH I LOVE YOUR RAMBLES HALO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!1 I just am ashamed of overtalking myself and beeing seen as a fool u_u;;; Ooh the pain of loving a character so much...

If I get any new ideas I'll post them,, still trying to free myself from the cringe (which is dead ofc!). So just for you, you're getting all my thoughts:

-- I am always thinking of all the human rituals and quirks Justice may have noticed (an picked up) in its life. The way their faces lit up with demonstrations of affection, it's only natural that it would want to make the team happy too!

Hand holding is a useful resource at first, without a voice box it is unable to communicate in a more efficient way than trying to play charades every time there's danger nearby,,, so it has noticed it's a lot easier to just pull its crewmate out of a nutcracker's line of fire.

Then it started doing it when it noticed someone needed a little more support or was feeling down. For example, when traversing a dark hallway when their flashlight would run out of battery, always staying as close as possible to try and calm the anxious crewmate down <3

As time goes by it just keeps doing it more and more, taking a liking to the warm touch of its mate. Using the situation as an excuse to hold them close. It is not sure why, but there's just some feeling of safety and belonging attached to such a simple gesture...

Comforting sketch I made some days ago that I deemed too shameful for the public eye (read it from left to right):

AND THE RIZZING UP PART GAVE ME AN IDEA,, like first, do you think Justice, being able to feel emotions, would be able to also fall in love with their favourite crewmate??

Eitherway, imagine the camera duty guy just growing tired from just watching their constant displays of affection. Like, they can just feel the tension even through the cameras, so one day they pull Justice aside and tells them to PLEASE do something about it;; and it just sitting there like "huh wuh...?", so they now have to help the nutcracker win over the other employee... just chuckling from the side watching it go so horribly wrong but somehow working out in the end...?????? Lucky bastard.

-- As for the fluff with a bit of angst: YEAS Justice will always be there for a friend in need, even if it hurts to see them reach that state, it will always be by their side through thick and thin.

Justice won't ever mind you needing some extra support. Holding their hand until they fall asleep would become part of their night routine. Or if they prefer to have more space, it will stay close enough, guarding them from anything that could its master.

And for the fluff with EXTRA angst: I'm going to hit you with a hammer;;; both of them finding comfort on each other like NNGHNGHHNGNHHN I will literally burts into tears right now oh my lord... I imagine that would be a sleepless night for the employee, or maybe Justice would let it fall asleep on its arms... hearing the hum of gears turning as it caresses their back.

-- Now I can just IMAGINE the scene,, Justice finding something the employees should not be toying with,, confiscating it and hiding it under the hat, so far out of their reach... they better learn to behave before they get to have their stuff back!

And oh, it guesses they also need some rest from all the hard work they've been doing... why not lighten the mood with some fun!, Justice thinks as it approaches the oblivious employee, snatching the torch before they can say something and giving them the pretty dress in return;; watching them with "puppy eyes" (or rather, eye) and getting so joyous when they agree to it <3<3<3

OUGHHH it's always teh last part, it's always that part I tell you;; Justice grabbing the distracted employee and doing a lil silly dance before placing them back in their spot and then giving them a peck on their cheek???? AGH- god I wish that were me...

Them just standing there in the same position as Justice left them, flustered and incredulous... just watching its silhouette dissapear into the fog as many thoughts rush through their head;;;

[luxrayz64]

like we were so fucking robbed of seeing perez in the wake of saw vs events I want to see her getting out of the hospital and flipping tables and pointing a gun in ericksons face after being told that strahm is the lead suspect. I want to see her having a breakdown after strahms fingerprints come back dead. I want to see her hand twitching over her gun everytime she sees hoffman. I want to see her fucking losing it and desperate to avenge her friend and partner and to clear his name. I want to see the thought process that lead to her inviting known serial killer mark hoffman to the basement lab just so she could torture him psychologically before she had a legitimate excuse to shoot him. I want to see more of her and I want to see how strahms death impacted her the way the reverse impacted him.

[heffrondriving]

oh so NOW y'all rushers wanna talk about James Diamond/Jett Stetson and Jo Taylor/Lucy Stone?!??!?!!! NOW y'all wanna go and totally get behind that like it's the next big revelation?!!??? WHERE WERE Y'ALL WHEN I WAS OUT THERE FIGHTING FOR MY LIFE ALONE IN THE FRONTLINES COVERED IN BLOOD AND RELENTLESSLY HERALDING THESE DAMN RAREPAIRS WITH EVERY INCH OF MY BATTERED CONVICTION AND YET NO ONE FUCKIN LISTENED?!?!!!! ISTG I'M GODDAMN CASSANDRA RN FINALLY WATCHING FORETOLD PROPHECIES GET FULFILLED AND YET. THE VINDICATION FEELS ALL TOO LATE AS THE LEGACY I HAVE BUILT IS ALL BUT FORGOTTEN NOW

[fellhellion]

sorry i need to expel the demon that is comicsverse thoughts from my head w a weirdly structured ramble ive been trying to articulate fdsjkfhkjds

-> miguel is initially alienated from his body post transformation - not just due to the nonconsensual nature of being spidered - but because he views the transformation as alienating him from a claim to humanity

-> however, the identity of spiderman and the ideals that represents seems to be in big part the means by which miguel reconciles himself to the nature of his physical body. not only do his abilities become naturalised to his understanding of himself as Miguel (rather than being thought of as alien) but they enable spiderman to be that force for good and change that miguel so desperately wants to see in himself

-> but miguel simultaneously depersonalises himself from his spiderman identity. he thinks of it as the better half of himself, as something almost ephemeral, that he doesn't quite have a claim to or is able to reconcile completely to Miguel The Human Being and all his associated baggage

-> and that's an interesting internal conflict to have when he simultaneously can never escape the lived reality of his own body and where it diverges from those around him, even as that lived reality eventually becomes something he can reconcile himself to far more easily

-> and what overhangs across this entire discussion is context of (and thus how Miguel would be influenced by) Nueva York's hypercapitalist society and thus the understanding and conception of your physical body in that lens. how much or little your body is owed by you yourself. the access you are told must be permitted to it by others/corporations. how the physical body is policed and politicised. the commodification of the body in the most literal sense via Vulture's cannibalism.

[xshimaeraxx]

okay but Burn by David Kushner is so early cc!cupbros's relationship w devildice. 2nd verse is mugman to dice: "you can use it [your pain] as a weapon / but i won't ever let it pull me back under again / i let'chu fool me once, but now i'm dead and gone". mugsy's sympathic to dice's plights (him wanting to know dice's past, dice's pains - maybe in an attempt to relate more/get over his leftover fear of dice?), WANTS to know the man even though he killed and hurt him (mugs), but he's still standing strong in the fact that you hurt me, you KILLED me - i can't just unlearn three years of fear and hatred at the drop of a hat. he "won't ever let it pull [him] back under again"/fool him.

the 1st verse is cuphead to devil: "all you ever caused was pain / you can say you're sorry, the evidence is on my body / but i never complain / i wear it as a lesson, a curse and a blessing". cuphead DOES wear his scars as a lesson, because while he's a wild fuck and does chaotic shit, we've never seen him do anything to threaten his or mugsy's life after the fights in cc. hell, HE'S the one saying they (him & hilda) needa make a plan before bursting in to save cagney from the flower gang; HE'S the one who's suspicious of gabriel while mugman's the one who's being too trusting. he's cautious about the shit that matters to him, and that is BECAUSE of the fights, BECAUSE of the devil.

and he never, ever 'complains' about ("the evidence is on my body / but i never complain"), never actually SAYS "i learned my lesson, now praise me for it" - he doesn't expect brownie points or anything, he just does it BECAUSE he cares. and sure, cuphead's grateful he learned that lesson, but it still HURT. still scarred and pained and killed him even at the best of times, still does, to an extent, and he can't just ignore that. NEITHER OF THEM can ignore that.

anygays the main 4's dynamic is so much more complicated then just the plain old "awwww classic enemies to found family" trope, which i LOVE, don't get me wrong, but. ihhh. there's SO MUCH MORE & dear god but this song just PERFECTLY catches that, that mix of hatred/fear but still caring for the person(s) & aAAAAHHHHHHHHHHH

[seventh-district]

laying here in bed at 5pm on the 4th of July listening to the storm outside and seriously debating bulk-buying 90 coffee cakes. as one does

[mikkolas]

hey this isn’t meant to be pressuring or demanding an update so apologies if it comes across like that!! Genuinely curious after the whole events of this series and stuff are you still planning on finishing ur mattdrai fic?? V v not meant to be a pressure for an update, (it’s literally been such a short amount of time since u posted the first bit) it was just that I rlly enjoyed it, so if it was going to be unfinished I was just going to accept that now lol

it doesn't at ALL don't worry 🫶 and yeah haha no I do plan on finishing it don't worry! (: chapter two is at like 13k right now, two sections are just giving me major grief (funnily enough the final section being one of 'em!) — the series is SO funny overall because I started her in early march? so tail-end of reg season but very much before people starting clinching shit, and I don't think I'm the only one who never could've fucking imagined this being the scf outcome, lol. due to how I want to end it (and because that section is already 6k and I'm [not] rewriting its entire plot, unforch), we will be experiencing some hashtag canon-divergence, as my attempt to be Ambiguous with who won bit me in the fucking ass, apparently!

a screenie or two be upon ye <3 wip wednesday tuesday if you would.

[villafordefeatedvillains]

good morning internet i have drank a cotton candy bang energy and now i am seeing capcom's true original plan for resident evil village and that plan is just "yeah make a weird lumpy fish man who turns into an even bigger and lumpier fish man. now make him FUCK." i know that the one nine inch nails song about fucking like an animal came out before resident evil village however they travelled forward in time and saw re village and went "i need to write a song about moreau from resident evil village." just like the original doctor moreau (known for his island), everybody want him. tumblr slept on him in favor of heisenberg and lady dimitrescu and even donna whateverthefuckherlastnameis. but the REAL residetn evil sexyman is SALVOATR MOREAU. he gets SO MUCH BITCHES it is UNRRAL. yes i have been awake since 230 morning my time. and yes i did just chug a bang energy. and yes i may be losing my mind but the truth COME OUT. SALVATORE MOREAU *DOES* IS GET BITCHES. not me. i dont want him carnally or in any other way he is my least favorite character not just in resident evil village but in the series asa whole. he's so narsty and slimy. however i think in universe he gets so much bitches. and i think that should extend to out of universe. everyone wanted to fuck the duke when resident evil village came out. or maybe there was like one very vocal person that i s

post cancelled the person who wanted to fuck the duke also had the hots for moreau iirc. ok cool post cancelled i can rest in peace knowing SOMEONE sees my vision of moreau getting mad bitches. i dont even know if tehy still have a tumblr but i remember seeing selfship moreau art on my dash and i didnt know who he was but fuck yeah you go you fucking funky litele fish fucker. i guess.

[franeridan]

focusing on that one panel of apoo being downright shocked and offended about the fact that law would help luffy since law's known for being ruthless and luffy's gonna be trouble for all supernovas in the future anyway to avoid thinking about the horrors

[taardisblue]

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[autism-swagger]

What's your dream career?

Acting. I started acting over a decade ago, but haven't been able to do anything in a couple years now. It's one of the things I love most in the entire world, and unfortunately with my health being the way it is (read: chronically bad), it's honestly pretty unlikely I'll ever be able to do it again.

[kyatra]

are u hyped for the next madoka magica movie

YES

[bixiaoshi]

[biggest-gaudiest-patronuses]

the death of independent journalism...unprecedented internet censorship...rise of misinformation as a tool of fascism...the increasing difficulty of finding and verifying what is real, what is propaganda.......these things are all related

am I crazy or does the fact that google has become unusable feel premeditated

[idiosinkratico]

back to hell (i been replaying fnv and have started Dead Money again)

[plainclothesdisaster]

DPxDC Mechanical Engineer Danny

Danny caught the attention of Batman while studying at Gotham University for his alternative energy projects. He’s hired right out of college to work on the Watchtower.

He shows absolutely no tell of his abilities till there’s a dire situation- Flash’s electric discharge messes with one of his projects in progress and the whole base would have lost air pressure if he hadn’t done a quick fix using telekinesis and ice.

Of course Batman notices.

Batman assumes the worst- he suspects Danny’s a rogue of some kind, someone who has infiltrated the Justice League with an ulterior motive. But he can’t just fire Danny now- he’s the only one who knows how the new Watchtower energy source works. Plus, he’s not letting Danny go anywhere until he’s figured out his true motives.

Cue Batman subtly testing Danny- tossing things at him to trigger inhuman fast reflexes, having him lift too-heavy machinery, setting up convenient opportunities to steal or snoop or otherwise be up to no good. Danny does take advantage but only once, to use a computer terminal with unlocked clearance. He didn’t plant any bugs that Barman could find, and he otherwise kept up his powerless civilian act perfectly.

Still, Batman’s not satisfied. He brings an infrasonic sound emitter to Danny’s lab one day, and that, of all things, is what gets Danny to break.

“I know what you’re doing,” Danny admits with a sigh, finally. “If you’re really that suspicious of me, I can leave, but I kinda like my job so I’d prefer not to. The benefits are insane compared to what’s standard.”

“I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

“Sure. yeah. How about you turn off the freaking noise generator and we can talk?”

“Hm.” Batman obliges, and he takes the stool next to Danny at his gesture.

“Number one, I’m not a meta. Despite all the data and conclusions you’ve probably drawn otherwise. Number two, I’m on your side. I’m here to work on the base, that’s it. I follow your rules to the letter.”

“The-“

“The classified files I looked at? Yeah that was the one exception. You already know what I looked at, I’m sure, but maybe you haven’t figured out why. It goes back to point one- I may not be a meta, but I am something that organization, the GIW, cares about. I looked at your files on them to sus out your relations. Seeing as I don’t particularly love being the victim to twelve degrees of human rights violations if I can avoid it.”

“Hm.” The Ghost Intelligence Ward was one of many government agencies that the Justice League hadn’t worked closely with. But they also hadn’t been flagged for Justice League investigation. Danny’s comments made him doubt that call.

“Any other questions?”

“If you’re not a meta, what are you?”

“I’m an engineer. A pretty decent one. And I’d really, really like it to stay that way.”

Batman considers, and ultimately lets him stay. He likes Danny (everyone likes Danny), and it would be a massive pain in the ass to replace him. He really is a good engineer.

It’s only much later that his faith in Danny is repaid in spades.

Batman finds Danny on the Watchtower command bridge. Alarms are blaring, the station has been knocked out of orbit, out the window there’s shrapnel floating everywhere as a space battle rages around them.

On the station it’s chaos. Technicians run around, shouts from the med bay, sparks from the walls.

Batman and Danny stand at the main controls, watching the battle outside, stoic, unmoving.

Wonder Woman’s harried voice crackles through on coms: “We need backup.”

“There is no more backup.” Batman replies, while looking pointedly at Danny.

“What?”

Batman doesn’t move.

“What.”

“The impact from Darkseid’s initial attack should have sent this station on a terminal trajectory toward the planet.”

“Well. We aren’t currently plummeting to our deaths, so turns out it didn’t do that.”

“You did something.”

“I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

“You’re lying.”

“Maybe Superman nudged us back on course in all the chaos.”

“I’ve been watching the trackers. No one else with the capability has come near the station.”

“Can’t you just be grateful we got lucky?”

Sounds of peril screech over the coms. Danny’s face scrunches.

“Luck had nothing to do with it. As it is now, we are going to lose this fight.”

“Isn’t there anyone else you can call?”

“I’m asking you. You can help, can’t you?”

The glare-off lasts a long moment more before Danny breaks.

“Fuck. Fuckity fuck.” Danny runs his hands through his hair. “Shit. You don’t know what you’re asking.”

“I’m asking you to save this and countless other worlds from a genocide. I’m also asking you to save my friends.”

Danny looks at him, hard, weary, and with a kind of deep resolve that feels far too ancient to be on the face of a supposed twenty-something.

“Fine. Fine. Okay.” He steps back and transforms. If Batman is surprised when he shakes off his human appearance like an old coat, he doesn’t show it. But what’s undeniable is the being in Danny’s place has the unmistakable presence of power.

“No one else can know.” His voice echoes in a way that’s sonically impossible, both sounding closer and further away than he should be.

He pulls a gear-shaped medallion seemingly out of thin air and puts it over his head in one motion.

“If I get in trouble for this, I’m blaming you.”

He vanishes. Outside, the shape of the battle changes instantly. The stars seem to glow brighter as the arms of the galaxy flash with the colors of the aurora. Then it’s like the void of space itself comes alive. It moves the spaceships back like they’re toys, plucking them from one side of the field to the other. It finds Darkseid at the heart of the chaos and massive arms of nothingness and darkness wrap around him. He’s screaming as it swallows him whole.

His armies scatter. The battle turns. The JL deal with the stragglers, but the air of relief is palpable.

Danny reappears next to Batman, once again donning his grease-stained coveralls. Arms folded.

“Happy?”

It took all of five minutes. Less, probably. Batman tamps down a thousand questions.

“Thank you.”

“I’m gonna need two weeks off minimum.” Danny snaps. “One to deal with the bureaucratic nightmare you’ve just caused me, and another to recover from the headache.”

Batman blanks. “Granted.”

Danny sighs. “And I’m not fixing the station until I’m back. It won’t fall out of the sky as is. Make up whatever excuse you want.”

“Done.” He considers. “I would prefer to tell them the truth. That you saved us.”

Danny glares. “I’m not supposed to save you. I made a pact not to use my power to influence the mortal realm.”

“A pact with who?”

Danny rolls his eyes. “The embodiment of Time. The concept of Justice. Among others.” He smirks at Batman’s confusion.

“And what, exactly, does that make you?”

He stands, framed by the space window, haloed by the stars. “I’ll give you three guesses.”

Batman frowns.

“Look. I like you guys. I like working on your base. I like supporting the work you do. But you can not go factoring me in to any of your plans or contingencies. This was a one time thing.

“So to answer your question again: I’m an engineer.”