#the bash brothers

[luke-hughes43]

respectfully,

I'm back on the mighty ducks train and I love it. I live laugh love Adam Banks (the precursor to Matt Boldy), and the bash brothers

[kylejasonblack]

[mlbsmashorpass]

[bruciemilf]

“Battinson needs a Robin” “Battinson needs a Superman” “Battinson needs a Harley” I agree with all of that, but do you know what else Battinson needs? An Oliver Queen.

[forgetful-nerd]

The best tmnt crossover fanfictions have this interaction I swear. These fanfics are feeding my soul.

[snakeredbirdbatkatana]

"I'm angry at you" Tim forces out.

It's been a long time coming, the words that have been circling his mind for years. Rotting the back of his throat.

Jason is Bruce's son in a way that he will never be. It's just a simple fact.

Maybe he could have picked a different time maybe a family dinner wasn't the place, but he was the one that spent year's of his life having to dodge bullets and murder attempts. He had to spend month's in physical therapy after the tower.

The place he felt safe was ripped away because Jason who is traumatized he hasn't forgot that fact, decided to hunt him down and hurt him.

Maybe Robin isn't a child, but Tim Drake was.

He turns to Bruce who's face is of course blank he's the one who wants Jason here yet not an emotion in sight.

Turns back to look Jason in the eye the man who's sitting next to Damian sometimes he wonders if Alfred does it on purpose a way to remind Tim that his murderers will always have something he doesn't.

He will look him in the eye he will not falter today.

"I was a child, I should have never been the exception to your rule. Say what you will about Robin being something else but you didn't care about Robin you cared it was me"

Silence it's funny how comforting it can be.

"I should not have to sit at the same table as two of my attempted murderers and pretend that it's ok. You are both traumatized I understand that but it will never be an excuse for traumatizing me. I see the Red hood and Robin in my nightmares."

He turns to look at Dick who as always is to the right of him once again pointing to Alfred doing this seating on purpose.

"You are a hypocrite who has never shut up about drying but goes out his way to kill another Robin."

He sees Alfred step forward closer to Bruce he wonders what the point is will he say anything, not likely but why move he almost asks yet if he doesn't finish he never will.

"This was your home first it still is, but I have bled and given more than you will ever know to secure my place here. So Bruce I do not ever want to partnered with either one of them in the field. You or Dick are the only options. You will not argue with me this is me laying my boundaries which I am entitled to."

He stares at Alfred loosing the blank look to let some of the anger out. He wants him to know.

"You will also never again force me to sit at a dinner table across from them again. Whatever British Passive-Aggressive gesture this is. You have no right to do. I will never forgive you for my birthday."

Dick goes to interrupt he doesn't let him.

"Bruce and Alfred have my full permission to discuss the psychological torture they put me through as my birthday present. But from now on none of you get to treat me as if I am some replacement or placeholder. I am a person with feelings, I will not be treated like a doormat."

He makes eye contact with each of them Alfred, Bruce, Jason and Damian.

Before turning to Dick for the last part.

"You are the only person here who has never deliberately hurt me, your my brother and I love you. I want to spend more time with you and I am specifically requesting that you come with me when I leave this table. We can get dinner or hang out but I need you to leave with me."

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Bruce is speechless.

How did he do this, his child is sitting at his table trembling and he can't move.

His child who just spent ten minutes defending himself and he is doing nothing.

Dick interrupts what he can admit is a pity party.

"Your my brother, I will happily follow you to the ends of the earth and if we leave now we can go to the Thai place that you like."

He can't let them leave he has to say something.

Tell Tim that he loves him, that he can fix this that this isn't the end. That it matters but before he can there gone.

His boys leave.

His precious sons, one loyal to a fault and one hurt beyond measure and what did he do nothing.

What he always does nothing.

[cece693]

Oh can I request a Male reader x Kol, Elijah, and Klaus Mikaelson where the Mikaelson's are highly protective of M reader

Mikaelsons Whore

pairing: kol, klaus, and elijah mikaelson x male reader tags: vulgar language, elena being the 'righteous' queen, basically Elena being her whinny self, human male reader, the mikaelson family loves you

Elena was the golden child—the popular girl and Mystic Falls’ most recognized individual. It was all too easy for you to slip into the background and just be labeled as “the other Gilbert.” Your younger brother Jeremy understood how that felt; he maintained a better relationship with you than Elena ever did. Still, even Jeremy couldn’t begin to fathom what drew you to side with the Mikaelsons—or how you managed to fall in love with not one, but three of the brothers, each dangerous in their own way. Ironically, the most feared and powerful family in history had shown you more warmth than anyone else in town. Rebekah, in particular, became the sister figure you had always needed and never truly found in Elena.

When word of your involvement with the Mikaelsons spread through Mystic Falls, the backlash was swift and merciless. Elena made her disapproval painfully clear by storming into your bedroom, practically foaming at the mouth, and demanding to know why you had betrayed her—as though your love life was hers to dictate. The Salvatore brothers, blinded by loyalty to your sister, declared that the Originals must have compelled you, never even pausing to consider that you might be spending time with them of your own free will.

Bonnie’s disapproval came as no shock—she was Elena’s best friend, after all—but Caroline’s reaction stung the most. You had always admired her warmth and optimism, so hearing her spew the word whore cut more deeply than you ever expected. Still, you knew where her bitterness stemmed from: she craved love, and watching yet another potential romance slip through her fingers had turned her despair into anger.

When your lovers—Klaus, Elijah, and Kol—heard about the way the town was talking, their reactions weren’t pretty. Klaus’s protective streak flared; you could feel the rage rolling off of him in waves as he threatened to make everyone in Mystic Falls pay for the insults. Elijah, always calm and composed, simmered with a cold fury that was somehow even more terrifying. And Kol, mischievous and volatile at the best of times, seemed eager to teach your tormentors a lesson about mocking his beloved.

But even if your family and friends had turned against you and spewed hatred, you refused to let your lovers make a scene. You understood their position, but at the end of the day, you naively believed that Elena and your friends would come around and be happy for you. This naivety was a mistake. "I'll be back soon," you murmured, smiling up at Klaus, who was visibly upset about the whole situation. He had proposed that he or one of his brothers accompany you to meet with Elena, but upon your insistence, they had reluctantly agreed to let you handle things alone.

"I'll be just a call away," Klaus conceded, his voice stern, leaving no room for negotiation on that point.

As you turned to leave, Klaus stepped forward and gently lifted your chin, his eyes searching yours for any sign of hesitation. Finding none, he leaned down and pressed a soft kiss to your forehead—a gesture that spoke volumes of his love and concern. "Be careful," he whispered, his voice barely audible over the swell of emotions.

With one last reassuring nod, you left the safety of the Mikaelson home and headed towards the Mystic Grill. Upon your arrival, Elena greeted you with a serene smile. "I'm glad you came," she said, guiding you to a booth tucked away in the corner. The atmosphere was casual, the familiar buzz of the Grill around you almost comforting. She ordered drinks, and when yours arrived, you didn't think twice before taking a sip, trusting that your sister truly wanted to make amends.

However, as the evening progressed, you began to feel unusually drowsy and disoriented. The lights of the bar grew bothersome, and just as you tried to ask Elena to call Klaus, darkness enveloped you. When you regained consciousness, you found yourself in a dimly lit room, hands and feet bound. The Salvatore brothers and Bonnie were there, their expressions a mix of stern determination and misguided hope.

"We're going to fix this," Damon declared, his tone brooking no argument as he glanced at Bonnie.

Bonnie, her face pinched in concentration, approached with a collection of herbs and crystals. "I'm sorry. This will hurt, but it's for your own good."

Your eyes darted from person to person, hoping that your visible fright might make them reconsider their decision, but no one stepped forward. Elena stood beside Bonnie, murmuring something about getting her brother back, but then pain engulfed you. Thrashing in the chair, the ropes digging into your wrists, you let out screams of agony. You didn't know how much time passed as you screamed, but it was evident you were under no spell. "Klaus! Elijah! Kol!" you began to scream, hoping they would save you from this torment, but relief was slow to come, and you fell unconscious once again.

When you woke again, the surroundings were markedly different from the harsh, dimly lit room of your ordeal. The plush comfort of a familiar bed enveloped you, the soft linens smelling faintly of lavender and sage—an aroma that always soothed your nerves. The opulent room bathed in the gentle light of late afternoon told you that you were back at the Mikaelson mansion. As your eyes adjusted, you saw Klaus, Elijah, and Kol surrounding your bed, their faces etched with concern but visibly relieved to see you awake.

Kol was the first to notice your eyes fluttering open. "He's awake," he announced softly, his usual mischievous tone subdued.

Elijah, ever the composed one, approached with a glass of water, his movements graceful and careful. "How do you feel?" he asked gently as he helped you sit up to sip the water, his hand supporting your back.

Klaus, who had been standing by the window watching you with an intense gaze, came over and sat on the edge of the bed. His hand found yours, squeezing it reassuringly. "You're safe now, back home with us," he murmured, the relief palpable in his voice.

You looked between them, trying to piece together what had happened after your memory cut off. "What…what happened after I passed out?" you asked, your voice hoarse.

The brothers exchanged glances, a silent conversation passing between them. It was Klaus who spoke, choosing his words with care. "You were in a bad state when we found you. We made sure no one could harm you again," he explained vaguely, not delving into the specifics of their retribution.

Elijah added, "Our priority is your recovery. You've been through a tremendous ordeal." He gently adjusted the bandages on your wrist where the ropes had left marks.

Kol’s expression darkened with the memory of your pain. "Let’s just say they won’t be bothering you—or anyone else—ever again," he added, though his tone was nonchalant, trying to shield you from the violent truths.

You sensed there was more they weren’t telling you, but the exhaustion pulling at your limbs and the comfort of being surrounded by your protectors allowed you to set aside these thoughts for now. Gratitude filled your chest as you looked at each of them, their presence a tangible reminder of their commitment to you. "Thank you," you whispered, feeling overwhelmed and a bit adrift. "For coming for me."

"Always," Klaus responded firmly, his thumb brushing over your hand. "We will always come for you."

[misterparadigm]

Mario Day is comin' up in a couple weeks, so I took a little break and did the prime Mario cast in the style of Mallory Bash, from an old sketch I did a couple years ago.

[xxplastic-cubexx]

dont watch xmen movies with your brother you'll say somethin offhandedly like 'i need charles to have a good day- just one day or a vacation or somethin' and he'll say shit like 'pretty sure the only time he was happy was when he was with erik looking for other mutants'

[cherrichou]

I’ve seen lan xichen get a lot of flack and even called a bad brother for like. Not immediately believing wwx and lwj when they tell him about jgy but I feel like he was being perfectly reasonable—exceptionally reasonable, even, bc I know damn well that if MY little brother came up to me and was like:

“Hey my back-from-the-dead boyfriend who everyone thinks is evil says that actually YOUR boyfriend is the evil one and the only evidence he has is a song that he allegedly heard and immediately memorized while in the memories of your other dead friend but you gotta believe us xiongzhang i swear”

My response would probably be to smack him. It certainly wouldn’t be:

“Well you believe YOUR boyfriend—who’s been dead for 13 years and everyone thinks is evil—but I believe MY boyfriend friend who has been actively doing good deeds in that entire time and who saved my life after the cloud recesses burned. But ykw. I’ll hear you out AND protect your boyfriend in the meantime.”

Like hello???

[brofightiscancelled]

the anan movie Q&As are really interesting to me, so i wanted to attempt my own translations! 🙇‍♂️

[anotherhumaninthisworld]

Charlotte in her memoirs: i fell out with my brother bc he chose to believe in a slutty harpy he had just met over me in regards to a triviality, and instead of talking to me about it like an adult he decided to give me the silent treatment for the rest of his life. The harpy was not only misleading my brother but seducing him too, and he was so good he thought it against his honor not to help her cheat on her husband!

me: 😐 

Charlotte: and i fell out with my other brother bc he dumped me for an obsessive family that bullied me. But in reality he didn’t like them either and spoke shit about them behind their back, but he was too good and too much of a people pleaser to just be frank with them, instead letting them believe he would marry their daughter. Also he chose to swallow everything that my other brother had been fed by the evil harpy and got very angry with me bc of it, but he too never actually spoke to me about it.

me: omg both your brothers sound like the absolute worst

Charlotte: oh no these memoirs are my homage to them, they were angels! 🤗

me: 🤦🏼‍♀️

[jinxedshapeshifter]

So obviously Kristoph's pettiness is terrifying because of what he does as a result of it (murders two people and attempts to murder a 12 year old) but what manages to be even scarier to me is how fucking paranoid Kristoph is.

I've mentioned it before but I actually discussed Kristoph with my brother once (I didn't tell him we were talking about Ace Attorney but he was quick to catch on lol) and we both agree that as bad as the crimes Kristoph was found out for, it's very possible there are crimes he wasn't caught on.

Well, it just occurred to me that canonically, there IS another crime he committed and wasn't caught for: stalking. I don't remember if it's ever made explicitly clear in Apollo Justice, but at the absolute least it's implied that Kristoph was so fucking paranoid after Zak's trial that he was stalking everyone involved in the case. Stalking is a crime, and one that we know Kristoph committed but was never brought to court. Frankly, he's lucky, because the fact that he killed two of the people he was stalking and tried to kill another would've been. Not great for his sentence.

I NEED to do an analysis on Kristoph at some point. I don't know when I'll do it, but I need to do an analysis/essay on how fucked up Kristoph is. I wasn't initially intending to do an analysis on Kristoph because I didn't even know where to start (so basically I was very much in the same boat as every Ace Attorney character to interact with Kris, in that ever since I first thought of doing an analysis on Kristoph I've been like "well, I don't know if I'd even be able to analyze him coherently considering how fucked up Kristoph's fucking brain is") but I've found that analysis essays are like my way of following through with "I want to study this character in a lab" so. It's metaphorical study-Kristoph-Gavin-in-a-lab time lol

[batfambrainrotbeloved]

See I want to focus on my main Tim Au

But the PARASITES want crime fam batsiblings w/ Tim starting it all

I want to focus on the main plot storyline, little angsty fun

BUT THE PARASITES WANT BAD DAD BRUCE AND TIM UNITING HIS SIBLINGS TOGETHER AS A MORE MORALLY GREY "ANTI HERO" CRIME SYNDICATE

[thekittyokat]

sucks that saw 3d's weird 2010 misogyny makes some people interpret hoffman as a misogynist when 1. it goes against everything we know about him up until that point / the whole premise of rigg's game and 2. it's SO much funnier to imagine him as one of those annoying but well meaning soapbox meatheads who seems to be beefing with the very concept of periods

[k3yreviewer25]

nobody understands them like i do <- voice of a guy who has made up a completely different version of them in her head