#hello this is QUITE late
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For the 10 characters ask game:
Kanan Jarrus
Hera Syndulla
Ezra Bridger
Ahsoka Tano
Tommy from DSMP
Wilbur from DSMP
Ghostbur (does he count as separate from Wilbur? He seems to but I’m not sure; substitute character of your choice if he doesn’t)
And, since you’ve watched ATSV:
Miles Morales
Peter B. Parker
Miguel O’Hara
Oooh, thank you! This will be Fun lol
(And yes, Ghostbur is separate from Wilbur! The whole thing is kinda confusing but in short, when someone dies on the Dream SMP, a new being is sprung into creation; they look and sound like their alive counterpart, but they have a different personality, because really, they’re a Different Person. Like I said, it’s a bit confusing 😅)
1. Marry
Okay. Here me out.
Tommy.
BUT LISTEN!!! OKAY!!! IT WOULD BE PLATONIC!!! A WEIRD… PLATONIC… MARRIAGE… THING. ALRIGHT??? IT’S WHAT HAPPENED WITH RANBOO AND TUBBO SO IT WORKS (??!!)
This… arrangement would be so chaotic and so strange oh my gosh. But also… fun?? Maybe???
He could make pasta and I could bake cookies. Symbiotic relationship. We could run around the server and cause problems and pick dandelions. AND we could talk about Ghostbur together. It’s a win-win. We both love Ghostbur. Yes.
Tommy’s also an animal lover :) Truly, this is a symbiotic relationship.
2. Drink tea with
Ahsoka :) I feel like she’d be a fun person to chat with—especially over tea!
3. Party with
Okay I’m gonna be honest, when you sent this ask, I hadn’t actually seen Across The Spider-Verse, so I didn’t really know who Miguel was, so I saved him for last and just kinda gave him the option left over…
So I guess I’m partying with Miguel.
Y’know I don’t think either of us are gonna have much fun doing this lol
4. Kiss
Oh this was a weird one to answer-
Like Miguel, I saved this person for last because I didn’t really know what to do with her.
So. Hera. ???
I feel like I’ve failed a video game or something.
5. Go out on a date with
GHOSTBUR!!! But platonic :D
DUDE!!! THIS WOULD MAKE ME SO HAPPY!!! We could go see sheep or something!!! And take walks in nature!!! And find cool bugs to admire!!!
Oh my gosh I could take him to chick-fil-a and get him a peach milkshake. Oh my gosh. Oh my gosh.
I have been WANTING TO GIVE HIM A PEACH MILKSHAKE FOR MONTHSSSS HE NEEDS ONE!!! I CAME UP WITH AN ENTIRE MODERN AU JUST SO THAT HE COULD GET A PEACH MILKSHAKE!!! YES!!!
6. Push down the stairs
Miles :)
Not out of anger or anything. Just an aggressively affectionate shove.
Besides, he’s spider-man! He can catch himself just fine!! >:)
7. Slap
Kan…an?? I guess?
It’d be affectionate but also annoyed because he can be a bit… much. At times. I’m just saying, I think Hera should get to slap him at least once. That’s all I’m saying!
8. Invade the dreams of
PETER B!!! OH THIS WOULD BE HILARIOUS!!!
I feel like all of his dreams would be completely funny and nonsensical, so if I ended up in there things would get Worse.
I also feel like he’s that brand of pathetic (affectionate) that’ll get very scared over things that aren’t very scary. Like me.
He would wake up in a cold sweat and live in fear.
9. Take a nap with
Oh gosh, umm…
Let’s do Wilbur. Heaven knows that man needs a nap :(
Thing is, I can never take naps—I take like one a year if that—so I’d sit on the couch and be quiet and Wilbur would sleep… somewhere.
Oh I feel like he’s the type of guy to fall asleep in super uncomfortable positions, so he’d likely be curled up at the other end of the couch with his glasses still on and his coat still on and probably food on his hands. I could try and give him a pillow/blanket but I think he’d still wake up feeling sore lol
BUT AT LEAST HE’D FALL ASLEEP!!! HE HEKKIN NEEDS IT!!!
10. Rob
Ezra, but make it playful :) No malice behind it or anything.
#hello this is QUITE late#I watched ATSV a few days ago and it was AWESOME#YES!!!#ask#ask game answers#some of these were so strange to answer alsgajsvaksgjd
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i am short of breath
standing next to you.
i am out of my depth
at this altitude.
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#ffxiv gpose#myrrbert#wolbert#a'myrrhis venko#ardbert hylfyst#hello. i've been having A Time lately so i decided to cheer myself up with some disgustingly sweet gpose shenanigans#and it worked ;w; look at them... babies.....#and MAN i am kinda proud of these esp how the lighting and the angles worked out!!! and the hands!!! i had to futz with the fingers so much#but they line up quite nicely which is very satisfying#i am commited to their matching bracelets too. it was a joke initially but they are canon now. lil keepsakes for when they are apart#also ignore me with the sleeping at last lyrics again lmao but they're just. so perfect.#also just as a side note these are NOT wedding pictures lmaooo my partner saw them and was like#'aww they're getting married!' but that was not the intention#they're just in all white because i thought it'd look really nice with the purple forest#(and i was right about that)#ANYWAYS#sorry for the ranting i am just. excited. to have produced something really nice imho#and to see those two together <3#i should talk about them more but i always get shy and embarrassed lmao but maybe i will do that sometime#anyways!
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HYUNJIN | 220820 • KCON LA
#hwang hyunjin#stray kids#bystay#createskz#staysource#staycompany#malegroupsnet#hyunjin#flashing tw#*gif#*ccarly#*carly:hyunjin#*hyunjin#hello! i am here with a late 5 am gifset!#back to my roots w the making things blue but also doing some new stuff i have quite a few drastic layers in here#but my usual psd is the base as always thank u queen skz talker psd#anyway i started this days ago and then got distracted by accidentally becoming a photocard collector#i bought so many cardboard men this weekend. so many. good god#anyway ! love this guy!
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#hello#I've been quite inspired lately#my art#hlcreators#tracksintheam#trackinghappily#trackinghome#stylesnews#harry styles#1dsource
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I'll stop posting wips eventually but it's been five days since I've said anything and I don't want anyone to think I'm dead/dying/stuck in a ditch and withering away, so here's 10% of the reason I disappeared (the duck is stuck in rendering hell) (and my little baby laptop is screaming at me every time I open up this file)
I might still be mostly lurking for a little bit so please be patient with me in the meantime 🙏🙏
#seriously though I'm sorry for just up and disappearing like that#wanna talk to people and interact with them so bad lately but I just can't bring myself to do it#so the best i can manage is blabbing in the tags like always#i don't know wtf is going on but over the past few days I've just felt like i don't deserve to talk to anyone#tried to reblog posts from mutuals several times but something in my head keeps saying;#'yeah they don't actually care for your input at all and you're being a bother for even trying etc etc'#and i know deep down that's probably not true (i hope) but i can't reason it away you know#and i know the best solution to this is to just talk to someone#let it be known that i *did* make an attempt to#i tried texting someone (and succeeded) but i couldn't keep doing it and I'm back at square one (and now feel worse lmao)#i'm not really putting this here for anybody to see it as much as i am for myself#but i know that (hypothetically) this could be seen by a real human so it still kinda feels like I'm reaching out in a way which feels nice#makes me feel less like I'm shriveling up in my own self imposed solitude#so uh hello person who might be reading the tags (there's six of you guys here now which is crazy cause i post nothing but junk here lol)#((but thanks anyway for following and even more thanks for reading this if you did))#i'll make my way around all the posts i missed soon enough don't worry#i'm sorry i'm really not meaning to ignore anybody#i have drafted quite a few posts from moots that i couldn't finish leaving comments on but i have seen them#everyone here is super cool and talented as always <3 whether that be through art or writing or just finding neat posts to share#this wall of text is long enough and i'm very eeby so thank you again for reading this#tldr; not dead and i'll be okay eventually :)#not rb#hey look i didn't post a picture of my dog this time (a crime)#i'll make sure to share one the next time i get a good one
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We had our employee screening of Merry Little Batman today! I hopped on at the tail end of production for a few weeks to help with some small animation things, mostly 2D fx and lipsync changes. Too small to put in a reel, but enough to get thoroughly attached to the characters. The movie is insanely cute, and comes out on Amazon next week!
If you're skeptical, please give it a try. The art style is a treat, the animation is very good, and the story is well written and satisfying.
#merry little batman#ash talks#theres been quite a bit of misc prods ive jumped on this year#not all at WB but yaknow#hope yall enjoy! its very cute#some aspects of prod were frustrating to work through but overal I had a good time#and yes I know im posting late#it is who I am shush#if you look carefully at the poster you can see me hello
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i feel like i'm making a horrible mistake
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you know why destiel is a great ship? bc they never tried to get them together. if cas had been a woman they would've fucked in season 5 and we wouldn't have had this 12 year slow burn of epic pining between a faithless man and a fallen angel. it's So Good bc they're not trying to get them to date or kiss or fuck every other episode and yet as new episodes aired it always felt like those things were possible. it's the greatest queerbait ever but also not bc the angel is gay and he loves that man but also the queerbaiting actually made it great it made the pining last it leaned into the Almost of it all and never let the lovers get what they yearned for like. we will never see this kind of thing ever again on tv. 12 years? good luck with all these shows being canned after season 2 or pulled from streaming before it even airs. and queerbaiting? you wouldn't get away with that shit nowadays and that's good but also bad bc there's no slow burns anymore everyone gets together by episode 8 or season 2 and it's so damn obvious and also they're all young like teens and 20s you don't see much 30s/40s+ queer characters and love stories which is another win for spn
#destiel#deancascore#thoughts#actually there are a couple shows that surprised me with queer characters and romances:#Teenage Bounty Hunters - Atypical - Warrior Nun. but these are all wlw not mlm#from what i've seen lately all the mlm stuff is quite obvious and happens early on.#also funny how all the shows i'm thinking of are teenagers. where are the old queer folks?! oh hello Severance!!
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winning at nestbox tetris
#hello everyone it's been quite a while#life sorta exploded in late february and i've just been run ragged since#things are finally starting to calm down but it was rough there for a bit!!!#bunnies are doing well though don't worry. clearly i have lots of babies at the moment haha#really hoping i get some good purebreds this spring finally. could really use a reason to hit up shows!!#i am also in the process of building a fancy new caging system that will hopefully make things in the barn muuuuch easier for me#they'll also basically allow me to double the amount of holes i have within the same space 👀#definitely looking forward to that#but for now...keepin on keepin on and hoping it stops raining for a few days
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I think I cherish my grey hairs because deep down it shows I lived. I never expected to make it far, that something would end me one way or another. By my own hands or something far out of my control.
I thought it was a bald patch but no! It was a silver streak coming to shine it's way out and show the world
I LIVED
Every time I see one beautifully refuse any dyes or treatments, any hair cuts or shaves, no matter what I do they remain. They sparkle in the light and reflect my triumphs and trials, my heart breaking and swelling. They show the world that
I LIVED
They make me smile, and I always thought it was such a beauty to have them. To show your experience and place in the world. To be young and have them means that you stand out among the rest, you are a natural wonder. To be old and have them shows years of discipline and experience under you. To have them at all shows that you've lived your life so carefully and extremely that you can proudly show off that
I LIVED
No matter what it was that caused them, it shows that you have been in this world and enriching it with your whole being. Being different in this world is so hard but you have done it. You're living and breathing and here among the rest of us, beautifully telling your story whether it be hushed whispers or shouting from the rooftops
I LIVED
Deep down I believe I loved my grey hairs because it means that no matter what struggles and joys I have faced, no matter what pains and prides I have gone through
I LIVED
And you will too
#anyways hello#in response to the video/photo circulating around about trans people with grey hairs#i'm 26 and every time i see them i get so overjoyed that i can't stop smiling#i've always thought grey hair was the most beautiful thing#whether dyed or not#but god seeing trans people with grey hairs is quite literally the most beautiful thing i've ever seen#especially seeing older trans joy#simply divine 💕#anyways as a trans person myself it's been beautiful to see the trans joy on my feeds lately (thank you apollo and artemis hehe)#anyways kind of a poem? my brain got hijacked and popped this out so!#enjoy#trans#transgender#trans poetry#lgbtq positivity#lgbtq
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tw; negative vent in tags </3
#i feel like i'm not smart enough for this#i'm somewhere i dont belong and no one's figured it out yet#(hello imposter syndrome)#and i still have a week of work to catch up on before i can start the paper#which is literally due in 3 days and i havent started it yet#bc i'm tryna catch up#got up at 5 and started studying at 630am today#and now it's noon 30 and im still going#done a lot today but still so much to go#time is running out and chest is tight and my job's eating my academic ambitions alive#feel like it's all too late & i should just quit my degree#jesus fucking christ i;m too stupid for this
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vikram: hitlist is so good what the fuck
also villians who care for their henchmen like family is SUCH a delicious trope :')
#hello and welcome to another installment of me unlearning a lot of internalised selfhate and disdain#no but for real that SO GOOD#also i think today was my first time back in a theatre since 2019#luckily the theatre was quite empty so there was unintentional social distancing#anyway i keep forgetting the name and calling it kamal haasan's new flick BUT FUCK ME IT WAS INCREDIBLE#especially the first half#chef's kiss#post interval could've been toned down a lil bit maybe#but it was so good#esp because everyone was genuinely so competant#no glaringly stupid mistakes by any of the major players#aaaaaah i have a lot to say and probably could it more justice but it is v late and im sleepy so jjst#*just#sweet fucking tardis that was an incredible flick#placeholder tag#*do it more justice
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#Im so exhausted it hurts#also hi hello I haven’t really been around lately#so much is happening all at once and work has been really time consuming lately#how are you all#rn my back is hurting so much and I’m so tired but also quite happy#it’s moving day tomorrow wish me luck
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hotch's little sister x spencer perhaps?
—Hotch’s sister graduates college, and Spencer is immediately smitten. fem, 1.6k
“She’s pregnant.” Emily shakes her bag of chips around. “But it’s not his baby.”
Spencer frowns down at his sandwich. Rye bread is hard to cut, and the plastic knife isn’t putting up a good fight. “That’s awful,” he says. “He must be heartbroken.”
“He’s distraught. Now he can’t decide if he wants to stay and raise the new baby with their first, or leave her and have split custody.”
“What channel did you say it was on?”
“It’s on NightDrama. I’ll find out the number.”
Emily folds the empty packet of chips into a rectangle, then that rectangle into a triangle, folding the edges inside of a fold to create a parcel perfect for flicking at him. Spencer waits for it, tensing, but what he sees behind Emily steals his attention.
She whips her head to follow him.
You are, as Spencer watches you walk in, without a doubt one of the prettiest girls he’s ever seen. And it’s not like you’re a model, you don’t walk with any such confidence, but it strikes him immediately. You’re pretty. And he’s never seen you in the office before.
They get visitors occasionally but the majority of people so deep into this office would've been checked at security and cleared to come up here. You hold a visitors badge in your hand, which you promptly clip onto your shirt when you see people looking at you. Your frown makes you prettier. Something about the way you stand seems familiar, but Spencer can’t put his finger on what it is.
“Should we go help?” Emily asks.
“Who do you think she’s for?” Spencer asks back. He’s thinking you’re here to speak to JJ. They have people like this occasionally who JJ knows from past cases, drifting in on a hope that there’s more detail to be found.
Emily stands up from her chair. Spencer follows suit. When you see her facing toward you, some of your apprehension melts into relief.
“Hi,” you say breathily, summoning a smile that, again, seems familiar. Not in looks, but practise, maybe.
“Hi there, can we help? You look lost,” Emily says.
She sounds more friendly than Spencer could’ve hoped to achieve. He doesn’t even wanna think about it, from how pretty you are he would’ve stumbled over even the most basic hello.
“I’m here to see Aaron Hotchner. He told me his office is up the stairs, is that still one of these ones,” —you nod gently at the stairs that do, in fact, lead to his office— “or somewhere else?”
“That’s the right one, the very first door.”
“Okay,” you give a soft laugh. “Thank you. This place makes me nervous.”
You leave to travel up the steps. Emily and Spencer watch without any casualness as you approach Hotch’s office door, and give a little knock.
It’s more surprising to see it tugged open so quickly after. Hotch usually says, “Come in.”
“Oh, you’re here,” Hotch says. It’s to Spencer’s shock and Emily’s clear joy when he leans in for a hug. The bearhug kind, no politeness or manners about their intimidating boss as his arms cross behind your shoulders and he pulls you in. “You’re late.” He squeezes you.
You let it happen. “I hate your building.”
“What the hell?” Emily whispers.
“I’m so happy to see you. Come on, come in, I ordered lunch for us already.”
Emily is shameless. She takes Spencer by the wrist and encourages him to the wall below Hotch’s office as he ushers you inside. The door remains ajar, perfect for snooping, and Spencer doesn’t know what it is but he lets Emily drag him forward anyhow.
“If that’s his girlfriend, he should be ashamed,” Emily whispers.
Spencer raises his brows. “Did you think that was romantic?”
“I’ve never seen him show affection to anyone who wasn’t Haley, and when was the last time she was here?”
Spencer tosses it around in his mind. Sure, it was quite affectionate by Hotch’s standards, but the hug was so… uncareful. He’d grabbed you and hugged you like he was gonna shake you around for fun, like a dad hugs his daughter. “How old is Hotch?” Spencer asks.
“You don’t think that’s his secret kid.”
“No,” Spencer says, though he sort of does.
Emily gestures for him to hush as your laugh drifts down from the office. “You did?” you’re asking. “It’s so nice to be home.”
“Of course I did. It’s like I promised, okay? You finished college like I asked you too, you’ve done so well, and now I’m gonna make sure you’re happy. Like I tried to do for Sean.”
“Sean,” you sigh. “He didn’t even answer my grad card.”
“I don’t know what to say about him, I really don’t.”
A small pause. “Well, at least you answered.”
“You know I would’ve come to watch you walk–”
“But you couldn’t. It’s fine, Aaron, I wasn’t really expecting you to make it.”
“I’m sorry. Really. And I’m proud of you, after everything.”
“Thank you… The bag was better than you being there anyways. Coach?” You laugh breathily. “My friends keep asking me if you can be their big brother too.”
Emily and Spencer turn to each other, mouths agape, Emily slapping his arm as they struggle to make no noise. Since when does Aaron have a sister? A young sister freshly graduated?
Hotch laughs too. “Come and sit before your lunch gets cold.”
Emily gets out her phone to text Morgan, she and Spencer pressed to the wall with their heads ducked. Hotch is a total enigma, because what the hell sort of secret is that?
When Morgan appears, it’s with all the answers. He rolls his eyes at their clear position of eavesdropping but leans against Emily’s desk to give them the information they’re craving anyways. “She’s adopted. Hotch was already in college at the time, but they’re close. They get along a lot better than Hotch does with Sean, that’s for sure.”
“He sounds protective,” Emily says, side-eying the office.
“Look, it’s not my business, but I just know it was bad when she was a teenager. Hotch is a drill sergeant for a reason.” Ah, Spencer thinks. The Hotchner father.
Spencer picks at his hands. It explains the conversation he shouldn’t have been listening to, to a degree. He feels the guilt of knowing something he wasn’t meant to like a sodden weight, retreating swiftly to his desk and his forgotten sandwich.
It’s nice to hear Hotch laughing, but it’s your laugh that draws him in again while he tries so hard not to listen. It’s as attractive to Spencer as your frown had been when you walked in. He thinks about how you finished college, how you’re here, and he wonders if he’ll see more of you —how often will you come in for lunch? Spencer checks his hair in his sleeping monitor and feels like an idiot.
“I’m sorry,” Hotch says a little while later, elbowing open the door with his back to the office, “we’ll have dinner soon, honey, I promise.”
You reach up to give him another quick hug. “It’s fine. It’s just nice to be in the same city again.”
Hotch guides you down to the bullpen with the same pride with which he introduced Jack. It’s unmissable, the love he has for you in just one touch against your shoulder. “Y/N,” he says, pausing at the bullpen, “Derek Morgan you’ve met. This is Emily Prentiss and Spencer Reid.”
“Spencer Reid?” you ask suddenly, looking up into Hotch’s face like he’s lying, your brows pulled together in indignation, before you turn back to Spencer reverently. “You’re Dr. Spencer Reid?”
He gets caught on his own breath. “Uh, yes?”
“The Dr. Spencer Reid who wrote Methods of Continued Fraction Expansions?”
Spencer feels heat like a kiss to each cheek. “Yes.”
You turn to Hotch with a suspicious pout. “When I told you about the paper I was reading by a Dr. Reid a few months ago, you didn’t stop to think it could be your Dr. Reid? Or you just don’t like me?”
That’s a sister’s scorn if Spencer’s ever heard it.
“I thought you said Rain.”
“I don’t think you did.” You turn back to Spencer. “I can’t believe it, I emailed you about Jacobi elliptical functions, you were so helpful, I owe you my degree.” You put your hand out with a beaming, beautiful smile, Spencer’s stomach totally flips. “It’s amazing to meet you in person.”
He’s a germaphobe, he is, and that doesn’t just go away when you meet someone lovely, but he shakes your hand. You surprise him too quickly to think beyond taking your hand letting it happen. You’re, like, glowing.
Hotch gives him a funny look. Mostly impassive, but not quite.
Spencer abruptly lets you go. “I don’t think you would’ve needed my help to get there in the end. You clearly knew what you were doing.”
Hotch’s eyebrows silently rise.
You turn back to Hotch again, your smile catching. “I like your friends.”
He smiles. “Let me walk you down to the lobby, honey.”
You let him guide you away, giving the present members of the BAU a wave with just your fingers before you go.
Morgan and Emily look at him heavily. “Spencer,” Emily says. “What was that?”
He doesn’t want to say what he thinks it was, so he doesn’t. “She was nice.”
Morgan’s laughter is immediate. Spencer has to walk off to the kitchen for a cup of tea he doesn’t drink to escape him and the connotation of his laughing. Spencer hopes he’ll see you again soon, though if he’s half a good a profiler as he thinks he is, he might end up in trouble with your brother.
#spencer reid#spencer reid x reader#spencer reid x you#spencer reid x y/n#spencer reid x fem!reader#spencer reid imagine#spencer reid fluff#spencer reid fanfic#spencer reid oneshot#spencer reid scenario#spencer reid drabble#spencer reid fic#spencer reid fanfiction
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Once Batman has revealed his identity to the JL, after some strong encouragement from Superman and Wonder Woman, Bruce decides to try to start being a bit more "personable" with the rest of league. They've been colleagues for a decade and he trusts them all, and according to Clark and Diana this means there's no need for his whole mysterious "shadow of the night" bit, so he invites the league to dinner at the manor.
It is raining heavily, and even though it's not that late, it's nearly pitch dark but for the frequent lightning strikes. The league arrives together at Wayne Manor and the wrought iron gates stretch upward before them, ending in spikes at the top with ivy overgrown across them. They stand there, uncomfortable, wet, a bit weirded out, wondering how they're supposed to get passed the gates.
"This is creepy, right?" Hal says. "It's not just me?"
A voice. "Hello." As the league turns to the sound, thunder claps loud enough to startle everyone as lightning strikes, illuminating a small child standing on the other side of the gates that was definitely not there a second ago. He stands motionless under an umbrella, seemingly unbothered by the rain, expression vaguely irritated, and his eyes seem to flash green in the light. "I have been instructed to escort you inside."
The child doesn't move in any way but the gates slowly swing open, the creaking sounds sound straight out of a horror movie. Once they are fully opened, the boy turns and starts walking down the path without a word.
The league, some members quite freaked out at this point, follow him after exchanging some looks. They round a bend in the path and the manor comes into view. It is a massive dark structure, rising from the ground. Another lightning strike illuminates pointed spires, jagged edges, and it's gloomy, gothic nature. The sound of bats shrieking can be heard in the distance over the rain.
The league finally arrives at the front door, cold, wet, and thoroughly discomfited. An old man, a butler, looking out of time, opens the door, the child disappears inside. The butler welcomes everyone inside graciously but with a distant politeness. Despite the appearance of the exterior, the inside is well lit with warm light and seems inviting, though ostentatious. The league is relieved.
Until another massive lightning strike and thunder clap cuts the power off and the room is pitch black.
"Oh, you're here," a deep voice says from somewhere up above. No sooner are the words out than another lightning strike illuminates a dark, hulking figure on the staircase that was also definitely not there a second ago. At least two people scream.
Bruce is wildly confused as to why his guests are screaming, he didn't think any of them were afraid of the dark? The back up generator kicks on and the lights come back on and everybody seems to calm down. The rest of the dinner seems to go well (as well as a dinner can with the justice league and all of Bruce's kids) but strangely, to Bruce's confusion, it somehow only made his "spooky" reputation worse. He's not really sure why the whole league seems to think he lives in a haunted house.
#damian was the wrong kid to send out to get visitors#i think the manor on a sunny day probably looks beautiful#but in the right weather conditions looks super creepy#like the kind of place the addams family would live#and it fits very well with batman's image#batman#bruce wayne#justice league#dc#dc comics#mine
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Snow With A Bimbo Reader
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summary | Coryo loves how dumb you are. It makes him look even smarter
warnings | toxic!coryo, dumb!reader, slight innocent!reader, smut, slight housewife!reader
this is an eighteen plus fic. minors do not enter
divider by @princessbellecerise
When he first met you at the academy, it was safe to say that from the moment he saw you, Snow was obsessed
You weren’t in the same class as him, though there was really no reason you ought to be because you were not nearly as smart as the other students, but he still noticed you in some classes
Coryo figured that your parents must have bought your way in, because bless your heart you are so dumb
When he first meets you, it’s almost pitiful how he notices that you’re nowhere near his academic level, but that’s okay because you sure are pretty
And despite being insanely attracted to power and intelligence, Coryo finds himself focusing all his attention on you
He can’t think of anything else in class other than the way your pretty little face scrunches up because you’re not understanding any of it, or the way your lips pout because you’re beyond lost
You’re just so beautifully stupid and cute and Coryo can’t stop thinking about how he can’t wait to get his claws into you
So at first he starts by tutoring you as way to get closer to you
God knows that you need it, and when he offers of course you accept because hello—everyone knows that Snow is on top
So, he begins to tutor you, and that’s all it is at first
A few flirty remarks here and there, like him telling you your hair looks pretty or your outfit fits you nice
Nothing too crazy, but the more time Coryo spends with you, the more you drive him insane
He has amazing self control because even though he wants to do nothing but grab you and kiss you the entire time you’re talking, he holds himself back
He takes it slow as to not scare you or confuse your dumb little mind. After all, you can only process so much
Which is why he doesn’t actually tutor you—not the hard stuff anyways. He just finds little easy thing for you to accomplish so he can watch as your face lights up when you solve something he’s done a million times before
He builds you up before he plans on breaking you down, before he plans on molding you into his perfect partner
Coryo will gain your trust at first and only when he’s got it will he strike
Like a snake, you don’t even see his plan or see him coming until he’s right there in front of you, poisoning you with his sweet lips and kissing you one day
It comes so sudden for you that you’re shocked, not even kissing him back till he’s squeezing your jaw a little so you let him in
He’ll kiss you deeply so that you can feel what he feels for you, so that you know just how desperately he wants you
Through his lips, he’ll spread his venom, and since you’re not smart enough to even know that you’ve been bit, you fall for it easily
You kiss him back, and your giggles when you pull away make Coryo smirk. He loves seeing you nervous around him and fuck; does he love tasting your pretty lips
Once you start agree to start dating him, it’s already too late for you. And for Coryo, it’s just the beginning
Coryo already has plans that you’re not apart of, but he’s excited to carry them out because you are everything that he needs
He needs someone that won’t question him, that will obey him and do everything he says. He needs to be in charge and with you, he is
Like a good little girl, you do everything Coryo tells you to do. Miss class for him, sit on his lap, stop doing your assignments
Pretty soon, he’s got it to where all you do is hang out with him. Make plans with him. Do things for him
He’s got you wrapped around his finger and you don’t even know it. You’re just so happy with him that you don’t even question it when he tells you to quit
“Leave the academy and I’ll take care of you. I promise,” Is what Coryo says, so you do
You stop attending class, you drop out and slowly you move from your home to be with Coryo in his
It’s a little packed, but you make it work especially with Tigris and his grandmother
They both adore you, though Tigris is a little concerned with you dropping out. She’ll try and persuade you to continue your education but don’t worry—Coryo will never let that happen
When you tell him Tigris’ words, he simply scoffs and tells you that pretty girls like you don’t belong in academics. You don’t belong in that terrible, toxic work force
No, no, you deserve to stay home and to serve him. An easy job, he convinces you, and a soft life
“It’s what you deserve,” He tells you, so you give up on the idea of returning
Instead, you stay at home and wait for Coryo day and night. During the days, you’ll cook, clean and during the nights you’ll be there for him
In the privacy of your now shared bedroom is where he fucks you, the mattress squeaking from how hard he pounds into your tight cunt
Coryo loves it when you whine and beg, crying out how he’s too big for you
He loves to hear you praise him and for you to stroke his ego. With a hand wrapped around your throat, he’ll fuck you until you’re screaming his name into the mattress and until you realize that you belong to him
The love bites and marks he leaves on your thighs are a constant reminder. He tells you that you should be lucky, grateful that you don’t have to use your head anymore
Grateful to have someone like him to take care of you, and you are. Coryo gives you a life that people can only dream about
Once he becomes President of Panem, you’re spoiled with riches that you didn’t even know existed. Diamonds, silks, luxurious foods
And the best part is, all you have to do is smile and wave. After all, you are his best asset
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