#making memories: photo album

[bruciemilf]

How do think everyone in the batfamily would react to meeting Thomas and Martha?

Tim: [Conspiracy theorist noises, no one knows if they’re good or bad]

Jason: great, more rich people. Not like we have enough of those. [Loves Martha and wants to know if Catherine is okay, if there’s even a possibility of knowing.]

Dick: sorry I knocked off your ashes while doing gymnastics, grandpa. I think you were in the vacuum cleaner for a while :/

Thomas: meh, it happens :D as long as you’re having fun!

Duke: ok so wait. You’re telling me Gotham used to be WORSE?

Damian: [Keeps getting his cheeks pinched] Can you purchase the government and make animal abuse punishable by hanging?

Thomas: I’m sure we can make that happen! Anything for my little man!

Bruce: Father :|

Thomas: What, I miss the death penalty. Now those were the days.

Bruce: Mother!

Martha: Don’t look at me. I made Luigi Maroni drink a bleach cocktail for kicking a cat.

Damian: …You’ve earned my admiration, Grandmother.

[strawbebbiesart]

a memory 🪴🌞

[seven-oh-four]

SUNNY tells BASIL things too. BASIL doesn't just dump all of his problems on SUNNY. They talk to each other.

[artist-rat]

never quite finished this, but it’s been about 3 months since we had to part with our beloved kitty, Minni, and i sketched this a bit after she had passed and a lynx happened to visit our family members’ yard

[patrickztump]

screw it: fake fall out boy ticket

doing what livenation can’t be bothered to do anymore.

didn’t know what to make the codes so they’re references to songs played + their albums. “tp 2520” is “the phoenix” and total minute runtime of save rock and roll. hs 5i co354abb: “headfirst slide into cooperstown on a bad bet,” track 5, 3 minutes 54 seconds. cha8262, charlotte, zip code 28262. event code, idk. fob0721.

i also only put bring me the horizon on there because we arrived late and only heard/saw them.

i’m sure most of this information was on my ticket somewhere, but i didn’t think to do this until after it became unavailable. so hidden nuggets over random letters and numbers 😌

[edandstede]

brought home a boxload of old family photos. there’s one of baby quill with a puppy, another proudly holding a tots tv easter egg (very 90s) and another with the worst fringe you’ve ever seen

[real-life-cloud]

:) 🧡

[cubedmango]

From what I heard it was taken on from keita’s suggestion because after he was informed abt the story/manga he said that it seemed as though kurosawa had loved adachi for a really long time with everything that he knew and how he acted etc so I guess the production team really liked that idea and boom but I think even he was surprised they settled on seven years😭 I love it so much though it’s like the Most Kurosawa Yuichi thing ever like of course he’s even the most dramatic of them all when it comes to pining because why wouldn’t he be… and god that whole mashup of scenes where it showed him watching adachi from afar and the part about how when he smiles he gets all soft and fluffy like god I love the drama so badly what a crazy gay little man

of Course it was machidas idea why didnt i realize it sooner. man knows kurosawa better than any other person on the planet of course he suggested making the pining longer . he changed the trajectory of the drama forever w this and i will thank him for it my whole life

augh the little pining compilation its playing in my head again .... idk what they put in it but u can understand kurosawa so much in that scene hes so real ....... every day i wish we got more scenes from the 7 yrs in between like the vday ep flashback stuff i want to see how his yearning got to such a lethal level I Need To Know

[cardboxshelter]

This month I helped my sister and tried to locate the old pictures of our bedroom back in her backstreet boys phase(context: she went to their tour which she dreamed to do ever since her teenage years and back then she put a bunch of posters in every wall) and other than that I just found it so funny that so many of the older photos are clear cut and have a nice resolution but the moment we got a digital camera the photos were all out of focus because our parents had trouble dealing with it ^^'

So many memories have only hazy out of focus physical records because of that welp

[nancywheeeler]

is it gonna annoy me just a little that the band is called daisy jones and the six but there’s only five members of the six? yeah. will i try to be brave about it? no not really.

[robinsnest2111]

early winter sunset - warm & cool - 27•11•2022

[wavesoutbeingtossed]

I think I really miss taking photos =/

[queseraphita]

I'm thinking about polaroids and i feel like thats a profound way to be loved

[rayveneyed]

sukuna ryomen is somewhat of an infamous bachelor.

it’s not surprising to see him with a new beau every few months, if not weeks — almost trope-like in their frequency, his image bouncing between playboy and manwhore. he doesn’t take it personally, and he makes sure to let people know: he’s young and sexy and he has two oscars, for fuck’s sake, so he thinks the world can cut him some slack when he wants to mess around. and mess around he does.

between obvious paparazzi shots of panties tucked badly into his back pocket, and instagram posts with fellow actors and models pressed tightly against his chest, most are divided between thinking it’s either damn good pr, or a simple man living a life most would wish for. regardless, nobody is surprised when sukuna arrives alone at the mugler show for paris fashion week, and leaves with someone on his arm.

the only thing that came as a bolt from the blue was that it was you hanging from him.

the photos are undeniable, a story in parts; sukuna finding his seat in the front row, you on one side and kendall jenner on his other. his eyes drifting from the models to your face, as if taking a clandestine peek. you, meeting his underhanded gaze with a smile as sweet as spun sugar — and, gasp, sukuna returning it. the display is so out of character for him it feels almost voyeuristic to see it plastered all over twitter.

you, with your vintage, girl-next-door-esque image, big hair and big eyes and demure, calf-length hems, a voice that evokes the memory of helen forrest or ella fitzgerald. him, with his smudged eyeliner and tattoos and all-black attire, persistently typecasted as the panty-dropping bad-boy or devil-smiled brute. it shouldn’t work. for all intents and purposes, he should be spotted with a new supermodel the next week, leaving you in the dust of his philandering. most expect it, wait for the other boot to drop — expect an album of heartbreak from you, but—

a month passes. and another, and another. and suddenly sukuna ryomen, notorious rake, is photographed backstage at your shows. suddenly there’s an anklet hanging from your ankle, his initials in garnet. it’s early morning paparazzi pictures of you both in sweatpants and hoodies — yours, suspiciously oversized — one of his hands engulfing yours, the other holding a bag of takeout from a local breakfast spot, a lit cigarette in his mouth. hickies on your neck and a shit-eating grin on sukuna’s face. candid snaps taken at intimately sized parties, with his chin hooked over your shoulder and his large hands cupping your stomach. tiktoks of you both on the red carpet in the background of somebody else’s interview, sukuna leaning in close to brush an eyelash from your cheek.

neither of you confirm anything, but then — you don’t need to, do you?

[utvarpcity]

just saw a neat little trio of sweden’s best bands live

[uhohdad]

(18+) WARNING: NON-CONSENSUAL THEMES

Borrowing Loser!König’s computer and stumbling upon thousands of photos of you. All of them featuring you sleeping peacefully in your dimmed room, the covers pulled back and your pajamas nudged down. Months worth of photos, some where you dawn the cozy pajamas of past winters, to the thin shorts and loose tops you wear in the summers.

They’re dated, each night featuring an album of pictures, every photo more revealing than the last. A little more of your skin exposed with every swipe in the camera roll until he’s freed your tits and cunt, your nipples at attention from the chill night air.

As you comb through the months, the photos get even raunchier, his exploits more daring. His hands cupping the entirely of your little cunt, a few fingers diving into your slit. Hardened hands palming your breasts and tweaking your nipples while you’re lost to blissful unconsciousness, snoring away and oblivious to his perversions.

The photos eventually feature his thick, swollen cock, his hands wrapped around the shaft as he rubs the tip along your exposed skin. Swiping his precum over your thighs, your nipples, your parted lips.

The most recently dated albums always end the same, a picture of you coated in König’s finish, creamy droplets painting your chest, your face, your cunt. Marking you as his own with his cum and making sure the memory is never forgotten, a perfect moment frozen in time for him to enjoy over and over again ♡

♡ KÖNIG DRABBLE MASTERLIST ♡