#I love Balthazar Bratt so much oh my God

[brattswifey]

𝚆𝚎𝚕𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚃𝚘 𝙼𝚢 𝙱𝚕𝚘𝚐 👽

Yo, i’m Nina! I am a non-binary and fictosexual riako from France. I go by they/he/she ˶ˆ꒳ˆ˵

I created this blog in order to express my love for Balthazar Bratt from Despicable Me 3 ♡. He really is my soulmate, my love, my everything. I love him more than words can describe. I have loved him for almost 8 years and am now married to him since 07/17/22. I have never loved someone as much as I love him. He may be a fictional character to you, but he is a real person to me. It’s like we were meant to be, even though we both are from different universes. And although we cannot be physically together, we are in both of our souls and hearts.

I am deeply attached to Bratt. My love for him is deep and real, and he’s not just a coping mechanism to me. I consider him my partner, my REAL partner. He is mine and mine only and I don’t want anyone to tell me otherwise. If you do, you’ll simply be blocked. I don’t care what you think of him, what headcanons you have for him, who you ship him with. I don’t want to know, so do not cross these boundaries. (Read DNI/Boundaries list for more info).

I also have a (quite big) Bratt shrine! I own a few rare figures of him, including the Hot Wheels one. Not only that, but have the glass from McDonald’s (2017 collection), 3 shirts and jewels that have his initial on it. I have way more merch but I’ll post them someday! I love him so much that I could spend all my money on him and commissions. 🩷 I even dyed my hair black back in 2022 because I wanted to have the same hair color as him. The 80s has always been my favorite decade, but it is even more now that I am with Bratt!

𝙶𝚎𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚔𝚗𝚘𝚠 𝚖𝚎 .𖥔 ݁ ˖

★ I'm neurodivergent lol

★ I'm an ISTP

★ My main interests are Despicable Me, Minions, South Park, Stranger Things, IT (2017) and MBTI

★ My favorite artists are Rihanna, Charli xcx, Chappell Roan, The Dare and The B-52's

★ My “literally me” characters are Rue Bennett (Euphoria), Edith (Despicable Me), Stuart (Minions), Stan (South Park), Max Mayfield (Stranger Things) and Juliet Lowe (Nocturne)

★ My favorite ships are Byler (ST), Grucy (DM), Scarlet x Herb (Minions). I don’t really do ships tbh, but these are my favs OAT :P

⚠︎ 𝙳𝙽𝙸/𝙱𝙾𝚄𝙽𝙳𝙰𝚁𝙸𝙴𝚂 ⚠︎

- No dupes please.

- No Bratt simps/shippers. Fans are ok as long as u don’t drool over him.

- Bratt haters (why are you even there)

- I would prefer if you’re 16+, I plan on posting very slightly suggestive stuff on there (no straight up NSFW)

- No proshippers/comshippers etc…

- Basic DNI criteria (racism, homophobia, sexism, ableism…)

- Anti selfshippers/fictosexual people (I am not hurting anybody, if you don’t like it, block me and move on)

- Don't follow dupes, me and Bratt is the only canon :P

- Don't follow weird Bratt fans (for example the ones who draw fetish gore/corn art of him!! ✊😁) just no

dividers: @strangergraphics ★

[rosyrosethorns]

“BABY!!!”

This loud desperate cry from Balthazar Bratt as he wrapped his arms tightly around Madilyn was enough to speak volumes… Having felt numb all day and not expecting such high levels of emotion from Bratt, the girl felt tears welling in her eyes—finally, after hours of being unable to let them out.

“Oh god, where have you been?!” her boyfriend exclaimed; holding her as close to him as physically possible. “I’ve been texting and calling you all day, you scared me to near death!!”

Still stunned by his reaction to her return, Madi spoke in a small brittle voice as she felt her tears overflow:

“I… I’m sorry—it’s just… I was… still upset… about yesterday… but I—I didn’t want to bother you—I know you can be busy… and then I… put my phone… on silence… but… I… I was just feeling worse by myself…”

“Madi!! Why would you do that if you felt worse?!” Bratt cupped the girl’s face with both hands, still greatly concerned for her. “And you had us all worried as a result as well!! I literally told the guys and Valentina to keep an eye out for you when you weren’t checking your phone—I was scared the AVL detained you again or something!!”

“… You… did…?” The realization hit Madi hard as more tears streamed down her face, a few pitiful whimpers escaping her as she rested her forehead on Bratt’s chest. “Oh… I’m sorry… I’m so sorry, I—I didn’t know how badly I… scared you…”

Bratt’s concern melted into pity upon seeing his girlfriend vulnerable… A sigh of relief escaped him as he held her protectively in his arms. “Ohh, sweetie; I’m sorry too for freaking out just now—I’m just… so glad you’re okay,” he replied in a gentler tone. “But please, for the love of god, don’t silence your phone like that again—not knowing where you were was terrifying.”

“… Okay,” Madi muttered in reply; wrapping her arms around him in return… She wasn’t sure anymore why that emotional overload drove her to do such a thing; it had easily made her forget that Bratt cared so much more for her than she could have imagined…

@candyheartedchy @dolls-self-ships @flavoredink @shrimpoe @shiny-self-shipping @silverlining-ships @personofsinterest @darknoverse

[starleska]

oh are we recommending characters? wellll. since I already talked to you about the COPS from telltale sam and max, ill go out on a limb and say check out hugh bliss :3 (or brady culture)

oh. oh man. Cookie, i feel like you deeply understand me and my psyche 🙈💖💖💖 THANK YOU for these delightfully obscure recommendations!!!

can i be real with you? i watched 20 minutes of footage of Hugh Bliss from different sources and i still have zero clue what the fuck is going on 😂 Sam & Max lore is absolutely nuts and i know i'm gonna adore this series when i get into it properly 🙈 but i already LOVE Hugh!!!! he's styling in only the way an evil cult leader can 😉

so let me get this straight: he's an evil cult leader who dreamed up the religion of Prismatology...because he's actually a colony of space-faring bacteria...which eats human happiness? ...that's kinda hot ngl 👉👈 but ohhh you know my weakness for a silly camp freak with a distinctive voice (a good chunk of whom are hypnotists for some reason???)... god. god i am sending curses through the screen at you right now 😭💖💖 i haven't even LOOKED but i BET this guy has sexy art of him, i just know it!!! 10/10 suggestion i can totally see Hugh as a future brainrot target 😂 now, onto Brady Culture...

oh, for the love of...just how many cute evil hypnotists does this series have, exactly? 😳😳😳 you're just calling me out now!!! 🙈🙈🙈 this stylish mf looks to be the OG Balthazar Bratt, and i was deeply obsessed with him 😂 we love pathetic former child-stars who've turned to villainy to compensate for the ego-crushing blows of their shows being cancelled!!! ohh, i do feel for him, bless his heart...and he is very cute 👉👈 but there's no accounting for taste - i think Larry Laffer is gorgeous 😂 i must say, Brady has a wonderfully pleasant voice - it's much softer than you'd expect, much calmer? and i have quite the weakness for characters who are kind of representative of/stuck in their own era (besides Balthazar Bratt there's Mad Mod, Austin Powers, Wally Darling, etc.)...mmhmm this is another 10/10 i could totally go feral for Brady 👀 Cookie i don't think you should be allowed to play the f/o suggestion game anymore, you're too good at it!!! 😳💖 thank you again, i really need to check out Sam & Max now 🙈💖

[emeatocannoliii]

Vectazar Fanfic Ch. 3

*THE SAGA CONTINUES*

   The walk to the car wasn’t terribly long. The two men stopped once they got to small, orange, rather cute Slug Bug-looking vehicle. It didn’t look like much, but if it survived the trip to the convention, then it’s good enough for anywhere.

“Here we are! Say hello to the Vector Mobile!” Vector told Bratt, staring at the car with pride and joy.

   Balthazar observed the vehicle a little bit, noting some of the damage he could see on the outside (specifically with the hood having some faded paint that didn’t belong). He also noted the fact that there were some stuffed sea animals on the dash, much like how some people would have a bobble head or something like that. Bratt chuckled a bit and caught the nerd’s attention.

“What’s so funny?” Vector asked, feeling a bit embarrassed by his new companion’s sudden laughter.

“Oh nothing,” Bratt admitted, pointing to the dash “I just think it’s cute how you have some stuffed animals in there.”

“Oh. I love animals, especially sea animals, as you can tell.”

“You do you, I guess. So, we gonna admire the car all day or get some burgs?”

“Oh yeah!” Vector exclaimed, “Burgers it is! I’ll be driving.”

   With that, the men got in the vehicle. Vector started the car and started to drive off while Bratt was in the passenger seat, eyeballing everything in and out of the orange piece of metal. He reached over to the dash and grabbed a seal plush Vec had, it was spotted. His mustache formed a smile at the sight of the toy; Vector noticed this as they stopped at the stoplight.

“You like seals do you?” He asked the man in purple.

Balthazar quickly looked over with a surprised expression on his face, “Oh yeah, yeah I love seals. Especially leopard seals; I wanted one since I was around 10. The people who worked with me on Evil Bratt refused to get me one, probably for the best. I heard they are extremely dangerous, I still think they’re cool though.”

“Really?” Vector was interested in the fact that Bratt wanted a seal. “Well, I have an actual shark at my place.”

“You do?!” Balthazar was stunned by this piece of info. He heard of other villains having some of the most bizarre pets out there. But a shark … he wondered what it was like to live with one.

“Yeah, I know. Very impressive I say. Anyways, we’re here.”

   Vector pulled into the parking lot of small burger place, something like a Burger King in terms of shop size. It was called Little Leo’s Burgers, Bratt started to feel a bit iffy on the place by its appearance and name alone. It all seemed like it would be somewhat childish to the two men, but it didn’t seem to be a big deal to Vector who was looking at the ex-actor.

“Is something wrong, Bratt?” Vector asked.

“Are you sure this place is even good? I mean, I don’t want to be rude and all to a fan but … it seems to have a Chuck E. Cheese’s kinda feel to me and I don’t like it,” He explained.

“Don’t worry,” Vector replied, “This is nothing like Chuck E. Cheese. Think of it as more of a McDonald’s or Burger King.”

“You sure?”

“Positive.”

   The two quickly got out and headed inside. For the most part, Vector did keep his word to Balthazar; the place wasn’t filled with wound up kids nor did it have much kid-targeting mascots, games, or anything like that. There weren’t even that many people in the restaurant at all; it was just Bratt, Vector, a few folks at a table here and there, and some employees. With the 80s man’s mind at ease, he began looking through the menu and deciding what he wanted. Vector took the time to do the same and within a few minutes, they were ready to order. Both of them decided to get the same meal idea; a burger for each, a thing of fries for each, and two drinks. Once the order was said and done, Bratt attempted to pay for the food, only to be stopped by Vector.

“No,” the man in orange told him, “This is my treat.” Vector then gave the cashier the money that was needed.

“Well, um, thank you then, Vector,” Bratt said, he was a bit flustered by this.

This guy’s actually really nice. Bratt thought, I haven’t had a treatment like this in a LONG while.

They quickly got to a table near the front window (not like it was necessary, noting how few people were in the place) and began talking with each other once they were seated. They discussed various things about each other; Bratt talked a bit about his life during his Hollywood career and about what he was currently up to. Vector talked some of his own personal interests like video games and the many different sea animals he can name off the top of his head.

“I didn’t know humans know more about the moon than the oceans,” Bratt said in amazement, “I always thought it would be the opposite.”

“Tell me about it,” Vector replied, taking complete interest in every piece of information being exchanged.

   Their order was called out and Bratt hurried over to grab it and return to his seat. Bratt took out his gum before starting to wolf down his meal. The men still continued to talk a bit, but was limited by how much they were eating.

“So tell me,” Vector said through a bite of his burger, “Why did your show get cancelled, anyways? I was wondering what happened to it once season three was halfway completed.”

Balthazar stood there for a minute, frozen in place like a dog that knew it was in trouble. A moment passed before he drank some of his soda and replied, “Well, *sigh* during season three I started puberty and that just caused a whole mess of problems. I honestly don’t like to talk about it, but by God I looked horrible.” Bratt placed his hands over his face as he leaned back into the chair.

“I bet you didn’t look THAT bad,” Vector said, being very sincere to his friend.

Bratt quickly took his gloved hands away from his face, revealing a somewhat offended-looking face. His mustache hid his mouth but was shaped to match the rest of his expression. He let out an angered sigh and quickly pulled out his phone. He typed some stuff in and handed it to Vector before putting his hand over his eyes. Vector looked at the phone to realize it was a photo of Balthazar in his teens. Bratt seemed to have all the curses of puberty: acne, some stubble where his mustache would later be, and he even noted braces on his teeth. Vector didn’t know what to say; Bratt definitely wasn’t the most handsome boy then, but at the same time, he knew there were far worse cases of acne and body hair than what Bratt had.

“Well, I still think you looked fine to me,” Vector confessed. The man in purple lifted his hand a little bit at his comment. His face changed from embarrassment to surprise.

“You … You do?” Bratt asked.

“Absolutely. I’ve heard and seen far worse.”

“But I was rejected by Hollywood! They stopped caring after that! What would say to that!?” Bratt replied, getting slightly infuriated.

“Well, that was their fault then. They didn’t want you for what you were capable of. I think you’re still the ‘baaaad boy’ you were on TV.”

   Bratt started to smile, he hasn’t heard anything that sweet being said to him by anybody other than Clive for the longest time. With that, what the nerd was saying really meant a lot to him. Bratt’s eyes attempted to form tears at this.

“Thank you,” Bratt said, sounding very joyous to what Vector was saying,” Y-you have no idea h-how much that means t-to me.”

“I know it does.”

   The two then finished their food before heading outside. Once outside, Vector showed off his Squid Launcher to Bratt who in turn showed him his Rubik’s Cube and Keytar. Both were impressed with each other’s weapons and styles. Suddenly, Bratt got a call; Vector let him take the call.

“Oh hey Clive!””Oh, yeah, sorry about that. I met this guy at the convention and he offered me food and I guess I just forgot to tell you about it.””Okay, okay, I’ll text the address I’m at for you. Alright see you then. Bye.”

“Sorry about that,” Bratt told Vector,” My ride’s coming in a bit.”

“That’s fine,” Vector said, “I had fun either way.”

“Yeah, me too,” Bratt agreed, rubbing the back of his neck.

   Vector was about to get in his car before pausing. He wanted to do something real quick; he grabbed the stuffed seal from Bratt’s seat as well as the pen and notebook in his bag. Balthazar crept closer to the man as he dug through his car, only to be greeted by Vector being in his face. Their noses nearly touching.

“Son of a Betamax!” Bratt yelled,”Don’t do that!”

“Sorry,” Vector said, “I just thought I’d give you something and have us exchange phone numbers.”

“Oh, alright then. Do you have anything to write with or do you want me to say it out loud?”

“No, no, I got pen and paper.”

“You’re even prepared. You know Vec, you never seem to stop impressing me.”

   Bratt then grabbed the book and wrote his name and phone number on the first page. He gave the book back to Vector who wrote his name and phone number and the next page. Vec then ripped out and gave it to Bratt along with the plush.

“Are you really giving me the seal toy?” Bratt asked.

“Yeah,” Vector said, “You seem to like seals more than me. But don’t worry, you can keep that little guy. I prefer sharks anyways.”

“Well, thank you. I think I’ll call him Bowie. Like David Bowie.”

“Okie dokie!” Vector smiled at him, “Well you and Bowie get home safe. I’ll text you tonight.”

“Sounds like a plan,” Bratt replied, “Okay, my ride’s pulling in. I’ll see you later!”

“See ya!”

The two waved goodbye before they drove off in different ways.

Boy, oh boy. Vector thought, What a day.