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Christmas Tree Farm | N. Hischier
christmas celly || main masterlist
pairing: Nico Hischier x gn!reader(?)
word count: 1.3k
warnings: none?
summary: Christmas time with Nico!
not my gif!
The stress of holiday shopping was overtaking, forcing the sour mood you held.Â
âI need to get out of here.â Your words were barely above a whisper, staring at your mother who stood beside you in the crowded store.Â
âIâll meet you at home, okay?â She agreed, waving you out as you thanked her.Â
It was always amazing how busy the small town could get around Christmas, the traffic slowing simple trips from five minutes to fifteen. Walking through the busy streets before returning for your car to make the drive home, staring at the lights that littered the streets and business windows.Â
In the townâs centre stood one un-snow covered bench, walking through the crowds to sit in the falling snow before returning. Sitting on the cool bench before closing your eyes, transporting yourself to a more peaceful scene.Â
People dancing under Christmas lights, bundled up in their mittens and coats, cider flowing. Just to be there tonight.Â
The phone buzzing in your pocket grabbing your attention, reaching to grasp it from your pocket to answer the call.Â
âHi Schatz.â Nicoâs voice filling the line, a soft smile growing on your face.Â
âHi Neeks.â You answered, reply copying his with a smile. âWhatâs up?âÂ
âJust missed you, youâve been gone too long and your mom was asking where you were.â He admitted, his hand rubbing the back of his neck with a shy smile you couldnât see but could tell he was wearing.Â
âI just got distracted in the lights, Iâll be home shortly.â Your words answering your mom's question and making the smile on Nicoâs face grow.Â
âOkay, liebe, Iâll see you soon.âÂ
The call was ended shortly, ending with I love youâs and promises of hot coco. The warmth of the drink encouraging your way home, back to Nico, back to the warm fire that stayed in your house.Â
The lights on your house lit when you pulled in, the fake deer in the yard standing in perfect order as Nico had arranged them. The front door opening quickly when the car was placed in park, Nico running out to the car hurriedly.Â
âMein Liebe!â His arms immediately pulling you from your seat, wrapping around you as he spun, eliciting giggles from your lips.Â
âNeeks I was gone for three hours!â The sound falling from your lips earning a smile on Nicoâs face.Â
âThree hours too long, I missed you.â He sighed, pressing his lips to yours while you melting against him. âAnd your kisses.â He mumbled against your lips.Â
âOkay, okay,â You grinned, pushing him slightly away while he leaned to press his lips against yours again. âLetâs go inside, itâs cold.âÂ
His hand grabbing yours to pull you inside quickly, your feet unmoving as he tried to run in making him turn in confusion.Â
âI went shopping! We have to grab the presents!â You urged, dropping his hand to reach back into the car. He was quick to grab the rest of your bags, leading you inside after.Â
âCome sit by the fire now, please?â Nico spoke quickly, wrapping his arms around your waist quickly to carry you towards the fireplace before you could answer, the bags discarded on the floor by the stairs.Â
His body falling into one of the few chairs that encircled the fire, pulling your body onto his lap while he reached for the blanket that had been thrown on the floor last night. Wrapping the blanket around yours and his shoulders, covering as much of your body as he could.Â
âAre you warm, Schatz?â Nicoâs voice a whisper in your ear, sending shivers down your spine.Â
âYes, Neeks.â You grinned, rubbing your hands along the stubble that covered his face. His head leaning into the touch, turning further to kiss your hands.Â
The night faded into the next, returning to town again to finish what you hadnât yesterday. Nico coming this time, your mother opting to stay home claiming she needed to make sure the snow outside was in perfect piles for the outdoor activities.Â
âSchatz, can we go back?â Nicoâs exasperated whine pulled you from your thoughts, putting the snowglobe you had been staring at down.Â
âRegret coming in now?â You played, smiling at him as he pulled you close.Â
âI just think there are other things we could be doing instead of this, such as skating on the lake by the barn, or maybe keeping each other warm in be-âÂ
âNico!â You gasped, smacking his arm while he laughed. âFine, Iâve got everyoneâs gifts now anyways, weâll go skate. It sounds fun, reminds me of when I was little.âÂ
You grinned at the memories of skating on the little pond by the barn, the bench your dad had build beside the pond just for in the winter.Â
It wasnât a long drive into or out of town, yet Nico seemed to think it was the longest. His constant asking of how far you were and his hand messing with yours as you drove.Â
âNico, would you stay quiet for five minutes and weâll be home?â You pushed, his simple âwe home yet?â every other minute had driven you mad, the smile on his face while you told him to stay quiet proved his intentions. Purely to annoy you.
But he remained silent, agreeing to your proposition, remaining quiet until you put the car in parked and he was jumping from the passenger seat.Â
âNeeks! The stuff we bought!â You exclaimed as he pulled you from the car once again, dragging you straight towards the pond.Â
âWeâll get it after.â He answered, continuing to bring you to the pond, stopping at the barn to grab the skates that had been left by the two of you last time. Leading you to the bench to help with your skates before he sat down for his.
The light in the barn left on, waiting for the two of you to return. The sounds of laughter flowing from the pond, encouraging your parents to look from the warmth of the house. Watching the two of you dancing and laughing on the ice, Nicoâs hand always in yours or always holding you, it was clear to see the love that shone from his eyes.
âNeeks itâs so cold!â The freezing weather catching up, sending shivers through your body as you clung to Nico, his arms rubbing up and down your back.Â
âLetâs go back.â He nodded, reaching for your hand.Â
Leading you to the bench, untying your skates and passing your boots before he switched his. Taking your hand to run to the barn, throwing the door open quickly to rush in. Giggles escaping your lips as his arms wrapped around your waist again, pulling you down on top of him while he fell onto a stray blanket that laid on the ground.Â
âBaby, what are you doing?â You laughed, shifting in his arms to face him, laying beside him on the blanket.Â
âLaying with mein liebe.â He grinned, pressing a kiss to your nose.Â
A smile on your face as you leaned in to kiss him, allowing your body to melt into his as he pressed back. His hands around your waist to keep you tight against him, your hands running through his hair.Â
âWe should go in.â You mumbled against his lips, gently tugging on the ends of his hair.Â
He nodded, pulling away slowly to lead you back inside, returning to the same chair as the previous night. Wrapping the blanket around your bodies again, his arms wrapped around you as you sat curled in his lap.Â
The fire burning in front of you, covering the area in a nice warmth. Nicoâs lips pressed against your hair, keeping a kiss pressed against the top of your head while the two of you watched the fire burn.Â
#nico hischier#nico hischer x reader#mads' writings!#nj devils imagine#nhl oneshot#nhl imagine#nico hischier blurb
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It's frustrating that you can come up with the plot of an entire fic in just a few seconds, but writing it all down can take anywhere from never to forever.
#a few weeks ago I was enlightened with the idea for an entire fic#but it was a few weeks ago#and I still haven't finished it#i'm mad#writing#writing problems#writing process#fic writing#fics#ao3 fanfic#ao3
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If you saw me agreeing with being annoyed about wasted helium in a fictional context and were like "I bet she has some more helium based anger in her life" good news LAPD fucked up a raid on a medical facility they thought was a pot farm and flat out ruined thousands of gallons of the stuff.
#Back in the day the lab I worked in went through the stuff at a hell of a rate#But that was to actually do something at least#It's also fucking humiliating that a SF paper gets to write up our cops being dipshits#I am so fucking mad about both these aspects the wasted helium and that SF gets to laugh at us#I wrote a very very angry email to my city councilor but I do that like twice a week and I don't think he reads them or anything#So I suspect this one will also not move much
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the solution for taking care of "unsightly" homeless people is to house us. that is the only solution. if you can't stand the look of someone living on the sidewalk, you shouldn't stand for them being put into that situation to begin with. housing us is the only answer.
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#original comic#comic#writing#terry pratchett#thud!#artists on tumblr#my comic#my art#i was honestly so mad at myself when i realized i didnt own a physical copy of thud while i was writing this#i had to buy the ebook to pull that line cuz there werent any available at my library or local bookstores
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i can't wait to be 30+ and still in fandom and i can't wait to be 40+ and still in fandom and i can't wait to be 50+ and still in fandom and i can't wait to be 60+ and still in fandom and i can't wait to be 70+ and still in fandom and i can't wait to be 80+ and still in fandom and i can't wait to be 90+ and still in fandom and i can't wait to look back on my life and know that i loved things deeply and passionately and was inspired to create and was part of communities with incredible people from all over the world brought together by the stories that touched us
#and still be mad at shithead executives for unfairly cancelling my pirate show#also imagine what my ao3 word count will be like. gonna be writing my little fics in the nursing home#sometimes when i get frustrated over my writing i have to remember that i've only been doing it for a little over a year#and not in my native language#there is still so much time and so much to learn and try and discover and explore and i am EXCITED#there is something so ancient and beautiful about humans being brought together by stories#storytelling is what humans have always done and will always do and what will always connect us#to our past to the future to each other#sorry for the 1 am ramblings#fandom#đđ
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Portia may not have always been the best mother, but she was the only one who noticed and brought attention to the fact that Penelope wrote terrible things about herself in Whistledown once she learned the truth.
Someone should write a fic where that is brought to Colin and Eloise's attention by someone else and they both have that "oh shit!" moment.
#bridgerton#bridgerton spoilers#portia featherington#penelope bridgerton#penelope featherington#colin bridgerton#eloise bridgerton#colin x penelope#penelope x colin#polin#like i get why you'd be mad she wrote things about you#or your family#but portia was the only one who commented about penelope writing things about herself#1k#2k#3k#4k#i didn't expect this to get so many notes
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Calling them "good boy"
đ¸inc.: Charles Leclerc, Carlos Sainz, Lando Norris, Oscar Piastri, Max Verstappen, Daniel Ricciardo, George Russell, Lewis Hamilton, Sebastian Vettel
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#mads writes#f1 x male reader#f1 texts#f1 textfic#f1 x gn!reader#f1 x reader#formula 1 texts#formula 1 x reader#formula 1 imagine#formula 1#lando norris#lando norris x reader#charles leclerc x reader#carlos sainz x reader#oscar piastri x gn! reader#oscar piastri texts#lando norris texts#lando norris x gn!reader#carlos sainz texts#charles leclerc texts#lewis hamilton#lewis hamilton x reader#sebastian vettel x reader#george russell x reader#max Verstappen texts#max verstappen x male reader#max verstappen x reader#daniel ricciardo x reader#unhinged f1 content#f1 chats
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Can't stop thinking about the brothers calling MC "master" since that new teaser trailer came out. The game is called "One Master to Rule Them All." It's always been called that. This massive potential has been right in front of our eyes the whole time.
Lucifer, who only uses it in private when he's feeling particularly devilish. He wraps his arms around you, looks you right in the eye, and asks, "how does my master feel today, hmm?"
Mammon, who has an empty wallet and the urge to gamble: "Maaaster! Can I borrow some cash? I can, right? I'm your first, after all. I'll just take it from your wallet."
Leviathan, who wants to go to an anime collab cafe but is too anxious to go alone, so he begs you: "Please! Master! It's only open this week and I just have to collect all 24 limited edition cafe coasters! It'll be easier if we go together!"
Satan, who catches you when you stumble and jokingly asks, "are you okay, master?" He likes seeing the little sparks of wrath in your eyes that mirror his own.
Asmodeus, who thinks the word is hot and enjoys your reaction when he comes to steal you away from other people by saying "hey! I need to speak with my master. I'll be borrowing them for a while. I'm sure you don't mind."
Beelzebub, who hungrily stares at the food in the fridge with your name on it. He knows he needs to butter you up to have any chance of success: "Hey master, are you gonna eat that?"
Belphegor, who uses it at the most unexpected times. He texts the group chat, "does anyone know where our master is? I can't find them." It sets off a long chain of messages. "Master's not in their bedroom?" "Master? Haven't seen 'em." "Did you try yelling 'master!' and seeing if they respond?" "I saw master getting something to drink about an hour ago." "Master, are you reading our messages? I know you are." "I can't believe master is ignoring us." Several crying emoji are sent in quick succession.
Solomon and Barbatos, who witness the brothers doing this on occasion. Solomon turns to the latter and says, "You never call me your master. Want to give it a try?"
Barbatos looks at him with barely repressed revulsion. "I only have one master, and that is the Young Master. If you ever make such a joke again I will have you tried in court for lese-majeste."
#i know OG barbatos isn't as cutthroat towards solomon as NB barbatos is but i imagine he'd still be offended. mad barbatos is just funny.#obey me#obey me!#omswd#obey me scenarios#obey me shall we date#obey me headcanon#obey me x mc#obey me swd#obey me brothers#obey me lucifer#obey me mammon#obey me leviathan#obey me satan#obey me asmodeus#obey me beelzebub#obey me belphegor#obey me barbatos#obey me solomon#obey me writing#obey me hcs#obey me fluff#obey me drabble
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âDustin isnât coming.â
âWhat?â Eddie says, all frantic and jovial movements freezing instantly.
His eyes narrow on Lucas--the bearer of bad news. âWhy?âÂ
âFamily emergency.âÂ
Mike makes a face. âI saw his mom yesterday and she was fine, so is this aâŚ?âÂ
He makes a gesture that is entirely incomprehensible to anyone who isnât Sinclair and his terrifying girlfriend.
(At least, Eddie thinks Max is Lucasâs girlfriend this week. It got a little hard to keep up after the third break-up-make-up marathon, and he frankly, stopped bothering to try.
It helped that she barely spoke--The only time notable being when Eddie had mockingly asked Sinclair if he needed a cheerleader when sheâd first sat in, upon which sheâd asked Eddie if he needed new kneecaps with a look in her eye that said she was serious.)
Wheeler Jr.âs gesture however, made her put her book down.
âYou think heâs having migraines again?â She not so much asked as demanded, which had Mike shrugging.Â
âDunno." Lucas says. "Dustin didnât say.âÂ
âGotta be, if he called Dustin.â Mike mutters, Lucas shuffling his papers about as he begins to set up for Hellfire. He was the last in the room, practically late, which Eddie had planned on harassing him for had he not announced Hendersonâs absence.Â
(Fucking freshmen. They just werenât terrified of Eddie like they used to be.)Â
 âRobin must be sick or something, otherwise heâd call her.â Lucas finishes as he finally sits down.Â
âDidnât the Marching Band go on some trip?â Mike turns to address the rest of the table, and gets nods from Jeff and Gareth both.Â
âYeah theyâre marching in some parade in Indianapolis.â Jeff confirms.Â
âSo his last resort was Dustin?â Max is getting that tone in her voice, the one that makes everyone at Hellfire very uncomfortable. âTypical.âÂ
She pushes away from the table, making a show of gathering up her things before rising easily to her feet.
Eddie trades looks with the elder Hellfire members as she makes her exit--the kind that says theyâre all going to be talking about this later.Â
They knew their freshmen had some weird obsession with the former King, of course, but Mayfield too?
What the hell was up with that guy?
At least Eddie thinks, right before things are once again shot to shit, they can go back to playing the game.
He can make it work this early into things, and if Henderson isn'tâ a fan of what heâs about to do to the kidâs character in his absence, well.Â
Maybe he shouldnât be fucking absent then.Â
âSo what, Max, you're gonna go over there and make it worse?â Mike snorts.Â
Fatal mistake.
Eddie almost strangles him for it, if only because it prolongs this entire unnecessary conversation.Â
Max performs a military perfect heel turn, coming straight back for Wheeler Jr., which makes him right about fall out of his seat in panic.Â
âWhat was that, Wheeler?âÂ
âIâm just saying--!âÂ
âWe donât know Steveâs having migraines.â Lucas reiterates, pinching the bridge of his nose. âMaybe itâs something else.âÂ
âDoes Steve get migraines a lot?â Grant asks, because despite all appearances heâs a terrible gossip and gets sucked in far too easily.
Eddie throws a pencil at him for it.Â
âHel-looo, we have a game!?â He thunders, but unfortunately for him, precious Stevie-Weavies headache now has everyoneâs attention.Â
âYeah, though heâs really good at pretending he doesnât.â Lucas answers with a put upon sigh.Â
âThereâs a whole pattern--he ignores it until it gets super bad, then he has to call Robin or Dustin to come get him when he inevitably gets stranded at work or the like, grocery store.âÂ
âWell who else do you think heâd call?â Mike scoffs again. He does a lot of that, when discussing Harrington. âItâs not like his parents are--Ow, Max!âÂ
âClose your mouth before I close it for you.â She hisses and Mike, shockingly, does just that.Â
To Eddie, she says;Â
âYour ass isnât any better, or did you forget I live across from you?âÂ
Eddie--who had an insult primed and ready--promptly shuts his mouth.
(Fucking! Asshole! Freshmen!)Â
âMaybe I should go too.â Lucas says, hedging a look between his girlfriend and his DM.Â
âNo.â She snaps, pointing a finger at him.
 âIf you go, then this idiot,â she flicks her finger to Mike, âwill go and then we really will make it worse. Stay here before your bichon frise has a fit about all his sheep abandoning him.â
Then sheâs turning on her heel again, storming out.Â
âWhat the hellâs a bichon frisĂŠ?â Gareth asks in the aftermath, frowning.Â
âItâs a type of ahhhh--â Jeff clearly thinks better of the explanation, eyes sliding to Eddie.
Whoâs scowling.
âI know what a bichon frisĂŠ is, Jeff.â He snaps.Â
âI donât.â Grant loudly complains.Â
Jeff attempts to both calm Eddie and explain while Mike and Lucas spend far too many minutes looking after Max.Â
âEnough!â Eddie howls, temper finally getting the best of him. âAre we playing or do you also need to go sit by the Kingâs bedside?â Â
âThank you,â Mike says, like he wasnât a third of the entire problem. âLetâs play!â
They make it about ten entire minutes before getting knocked off track again.Â
In fairness, not that Eddie would ever admit it--the second meltdown is his own fault.
xXx
Hellfire is Eddieâs domain.Â
Itâs one of the few places where he could relax without getting harassed or hounded, and having his freshmen--his!--abandon him for King Fucking Steve had set him off.Â
So heâd made a few comments about it.
Maybe introduced an NPC who sounded suspiciously similar to Harrington, only to instantly kill him off.Â
Made another couple of nasty comments.Â
Who cares? It worked him through his snit rather nicely, and his boys all knew to leave him be.
Except, apparently, for Lucas.Â
âDude, would you lay off?â The kid finally snaps, pencil slamming down on the table.Â
Which is the most backbone-like thing anyone has ever heard Sinclair say, and he gets far more whistles for it than he should.
Eddie pins him in place with a glare.Â
âWhat was that Sinclair?â He snarls, voice as menacing as he can make it.
(Itâs pretty terrifying, heâs practiced quite a bit with it.)Â
Sinclair flinches, but doesnât back down.Â
âI said lay off. Steve has migraines because of--â He stops, before seeming to come to a decision. âBecause of me. He took a hit for me, and I owe him a life debt for it.âÂ
To Eddie, he says; âYou get what those are, right?âÂ
Mike rolls his eyes. âIt wasnât just for you--â
âThat time with Billy was!â Lucas is quick to snarl. âBut you know what Mike, youâre right. It wasnât just for me. He T-boned a car for all of us!âÂ
Sinclaire is on his feet now, which is the unfortunate moment that Eddie realizes he has once again lost control of the room.Â
A situation he firmly blames on Steve Harrington, because heâs petty.Â
âOr did you forget that part? Thatâs you, me, Will, Nancy and Jonathan right there! Nevermind the tunnel. Or the junkyard!Â
âWe had the junkyard handled--â
Lucas scoffs.Â
âWe absolutely did not.âÂ
âI donât get why youâre all making such a big deal out of this. Heâs the fighter. Thatâs what he does. Thatâs why we brought him to the tunnel.â
âYou recall what happened at Starcourt, right?â Lucas challenges, furious. âYou did see him after, right?âÂ
This, finally, seems to shut Mike up.Â
âShouldnât you be mad at him for that?â He says after a moment, and the rest of Hellfire has completely put aside all actual gaming to watch this play out with a morbid sort of fascination.Â
Eddie allows it, only because heâs trying to breathe the way Wayne taught him to before he loses it entirely and throws both of the idiot kids out of the drama room.Â
âHe pulled your sister into it.â
âHave you met Erica!? You canât pull her into shit!â Lucas spits furiously. âThat wasnât D&D, Mike. It was the Upsi--real life.âÂ
Lucas is quick to correct himself, even in the heat of the moment--as all the kids are, like the entire school hasnât clocked that they have some weird ass secret theyâre terrible at hiding.
âAnd if weâre playing those games, then who pulled him into the tunnels? Who made him come to the junkyard?â
âDustin.â Mike says snidely.Â
âYou donât get to blame Dustin when Steve was the only person around.âÂ
âThere were people around! They just werenât people who--werenât--who couldnât--â
âFinish that sentence.â Lucas demandsÂ
âBe trusted.â Mike spits out, like it hurts him.Â
âExactly.âÂ
âEl went through way more than Steve ever has! El--â
âEl was using her po--doing mage things! And also, she shouldnât have had to go through all this shit either! We canât rely on her to save the day every single time, Mike--and look at how hurt she gets!â
âShe--â
âShe hides it from you, you know. How bad she hurts. Cause she wants to put your feelings first.âÂ
âI--â
âWill does too.â Is Lucasâs parting shot. His backpack is in his hands in a blink, papers and character figure shoved wildly into it, before heâs storming out the door in a poor mimicry of Mayfield.
âHarrington T-Boned a car?â Grant says, in the resounding silence.Â
âThat BMW of his hasnât had a scratch on it--â Jeff says, with an inquisitive tilt to his head.Â
âHe didnât use the Beamer.â Mike interrupts, angry and sulking. âAre we playing or not?â
âIâm gonna say not, given we are down two players.â Eddie tells him through clenched teeth.Â
âIâm going to be so mad if Steve doesnât have a migraine.â Mike grumbles, as he begins packing up his stuff.Â
The rest of Hellfire follow his lead, after one look at Eddieâs face convince the lot of them that itâs best to flee now, before Eddie unleashes all his pent up rage.Â
âNot as mad as Iâll be, Wheeler.â Eddie promises darkly.
And it is a promise--because now, heâs going to follow all his stupid (sans Mike, who isnât in his good graces either but at least stayed) freshmen--and go visit one fallen King.
If Harrington doesnât have a headache now, he will when Eddieâs done with him.
#steves kids are his kids#first and always#well later it becomes Steve and Eddies kids but#pre S4#pre steddie#IDK if I'll write more but this would lead up to a hurt/comfort fic#because Dustin bless him is great at many things but head injuries and the care of them arent one of them#he is in fact#making it worse lmao#So the plan was for Eddie to show up#rip roaring mad#and just wanting to take it out on someone he didnt care about#only to find himself caring after steve#but also#I wanted to focus on Lucas#and Lucas's relationship#he and Steve are bros#steve harrington#eddie munson#hellfire#0o0 fanfics
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Forugh Farrokhzad, tr. by Hasan Javadi & Susan SallĂŠe, from Another Birth: Selected Poems of Forugh Farrokhzad; "Window"
[Text ID: "I realized I must / I must / I must / ... love madly"]
#forugh farrokhzad#love#madness#excerpts#writings#literature#poetry#fragments#selections#words#quotes#poetry collection#typography#poetry in translation
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would u guys kill me if i published a slightly audience-alienating but honest opinion piece about how some people understand my work vs what im trying to inspire w my work
#not finished writing yet#but if i can write it in a non mean way itll probably be out in a few days#if u can promise to not get parasocially mad at me for being honest
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Most children, once they've grown up and moved out, sometimes come back to visit their parents to use their house as a sort of personal grocery store
And with Bruce being a literal billionaire whose house is always stocked with food and supplies, the batkids (that aren't living in the manor) definitely visit just for the purpose of taking shit for themselves.
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For Dick, it's just small things, food and maybe some utensils. Bruce is barely in the kitchen so he never notices dishes go missing, and there are like 10 other children in his house so literally any one of the younger kids could've stolen food in the middle of the night, so he doesn't bat an eye at all.
Babs probably steals Bruce's hardware or his tools from the batcave. Sometimes, if she's nice, she'll leave a note.
Steph probably takes shit that no one will notice at the time but will absolutely be annoyed about when they need said thing. Stapler, soap bars, the microwave plate, etc...(Taking after Jason, she steals the hub caps off the batmobile's tires)
However, for Jason, once his relationship with Bruce is somewhat decent, of course he's gonna be petty and start stealing the more expensive shit in the manor for his apartment. Jason's microwave is broken? The next day, the cave's self-made and enhanced microwave made by Bruce for convenience is just gone.
Jason's feeling a coffee maker for his place? The one in Bruce's study disappears, too.
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At first, Bruce thinks he's just sleep deprived, but then much bigger things start to go missing, like the whole TV and couch set in the living room. He assumes the younger kids are just playing pranks on him (sounds like something Stephanie would do) but then Bruce notices that the thief deliberately avoids stealing things from the kitchen, which is where Alfred is most of the time, and suddenly Bruce has an irritated clue on who the culprit is.
At first, he doesn't say anything, until one day he comes back, tired from a patrol, and is about to log in all the info on the computer only to realize his batchair is gone. That's when he texts Jason a blunt "If you really need things for your place, you can just ask me. I'll buy them for you." (As if Jason himself isn't loaded from his totally legal activities)
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So now Jason's pettiness levels increase tenfold, and oh, wouldn't you look at it, his bike needs some new tires, and he knows a great place to get some more.
One night, Bruce is just blearily getting up for a late night snack, only to see Damian scamper away with a...lamp? So Bruce immediately follows him into the foyer only to see ALL of his kids (sans the ones not living in the manor), trying to haul two arm chairs out the window, and they just stop dead silent to stare at him until someone whispers a nervous "Crap"
Bruce doesn't even have any energy to fight, he just pinches his nose and is all "What is the meaning of this" in his tired dad voice. And Duke meekly responds with "we wanted more chairs at Jason's place"
And suddenly it all makes sense. Not once did Bruce wonder how the HELL Jason managed to lug a whole 60in TV and a full couch set on his own in one night. Of course, he had accomplices. Bruce just turns right around and goes right the hell back to his room to sleep. He'll deal with this in the morning.
#Batfam#batkids#batdad#family bonding means stealing shit from ur dad to bring to ur big bro's place to make hangouts more comfortable#Bruce can measure the state of his relationship based on what Jason's currently stealing from his place#Jason isn't stealing anything at all? Ok he's MAD mad at Bruce.#Which tells Bruce he's gotta write up an apology text soon otherwise a building in Gotham's abt to blow up#Jason steals some tires from his vehicles? Means they probably had a heartfelt moment recently.#Jason steals shit Bruce KNOWS he doesn't need? Like a whole ass SINK? Bruce knows he did smth to mildy annoy Jason.#jason todd#dick grayson#bruce wayne#batman#red hood#damian wayne#barbara gordon#stephanie brown#duke thomas#batfamily#batbros#crack#dc comics#fanatical posting
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If sheâs your girl in the comics, then whyâs she part of the Gayest MCU Project Yet⢠with me?
#Hello Marvel Side of Tumblr đ#agatha all along spoilers#agatha all along#deathâs hand in mine#agathario#vidarkness#agario#rio vidal#lady death#agatha harkness#thanos#deadpool#thanos the mad titan#wade wilson#marvel comics#mcu#marvel cinematic universe#infinity war#wandavision#agnes bohner#agnes o'connor#agnes of westview#i write shitposts not tragedies#agatha all along episode 7#agatha all along episode 7 spoilers
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According to NBC here in the US, the missing titanic sub has been found. As debris. Off the bow of the Titanic wreckage.
And it looks like the sub suffered what we all suspected, and what was undoubtedly the more merciful of the two options: a catastrophic implosion from the pressure.
Also, more info has come to light about the fishing trawler with the hundreds of migrants that sank cataclysmically off the coast of Greece, indicating that the greek coast guard knew about the vessel AND how much trouble the vessel was in, and were towing it at a speed that made it capsize, at which point they unhooked the tow line and watched the trawler sink without helping the passengers to safety. Despite a bunch of other ships trying to help as well throughout the whole ordeal.
So a lot of people are dead, all because of regulations (and the lack thereof) regarding sea-faring vessels and rescue protocols. People shouldnt be allowed to make a business charging a ton of money for a ride on an uncertified, unsafe, un-seaworthy ship going deep into the ocean with no distress beacon or tether to the mothership. People also shouldnt be allowed to enact laws that criminalize the ferrying of refugees, which then force the refugees to hitch rides on fishing trawlers, and which also prevent people from helping those fishing trawlers full of refugees due to fear of legal consequences.
Hopefully BOTH of these events spark changes on an international scale in terms of what is legally allowed to be sailed, who is legally allowed to be the passengers, and what the rescue protocols are in the event of disaster for any seafaring vessel, illegal or not. It shouldnt be just the global 1% who get 24/7 search parties and remote-operated submersibles helping rescue them.
#the question of 'what do we owe to each other' can be answered simply with 'the dignity of retrieving our remains when we die'#another answer is 'the dignity of thinking about each other fellow humans with similar motivations and feelings'#also 'stopping someones potentially self-destructive behaviors just because theyre rich and want to feel special'#also i feel like humans have been sailing the seas long enough that it should be guaranteed that people will survive sea voyages#im very mad about specifically mediterranean maritime disasters because we have ancient writing saying they made it safe#sailing from Egypt to Greece was so old hat and safe that people legit took the ancient equivalent of cruises back and forth#cleopatra habitually sailed from alexandria to rome with a ton of ships and was fine#Nero tried to have his mother drowned at sea by orchestrating a dramatic shipwreck while she was our sailing AND SHE SURVIVED#and then swam to shore got back to rome and whooped his ass#fuckin pliny the elder tried to evacuate people from pompeii and the surrounding coast villages when vesuvius erupted#and he actually WAS able to rescue people#but he himself had an asthma attack from the fumes which led to a heart attack and he died on the beach#there is legit no excuse for that trawler of migrant refugees to have wrecked#negligence all around#anyway#oceangate
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1) your art is phenomenal and marshmallowy it makes my day when you post!
2) Iâm unsure if you are still taking request but if you are in a dilly dallying mood I would <3 to see some of the Chainsaw man characters in your style? I feel like your shape language would translate onto their design really wellđ¤đ¤
you fool............i drew em a zillion years ago
#i didnt do it before it became popular cus im not THAT cool#but i remember rlly liking part 1 i just stopped after the aquarium arc#i really appreciate the way fujimoto writes some stuff but i think the one that mad eme insane was look back..#also thank u for the kind words<3#arts#csm
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