
Product Placement
PUT YOUR BEARD IN MY MOUTH
todays bird
hello vonnie
DEAR READER
h
đȘŒ
Peter Solarz
Aqua Utopiaïœæ”·ăźćșă§èšæ¶ă玥ă
AnasAbdin
wallacepolsom
No title available

Kiana Khansmith
Three Goblin Art

ellievsbear
taylor price
Cosimo Galluzzi
No title available
Mike Driver
i don't do bad sauce passes
seen from Sweden
seen from United States

seen from United States

seen from United States

seen from Malaysia
seen from Germany
seen from United States

seen from China
seen from TĂŒrkiye
seen from United States
seen from United States
seen from United States
seen from United States

seen from Finland
seen from United Kingdom
seen from United States
seen from United States

seen from Spain
seen from United States
seen from Greece
@dark-forest-knight
âSomeoneâs been watching Animal Planet. Whatâs the occasion? Unless you are harboring a hobby regarding sometimes-venomous invertebrates?â
Roy shrugged. âWasnât Animal Planet. I found a documentary on Netflix. I just think animals is cool, is all.â
âI watched Blackfish, recently,â Bruce shared, conversationally. âI think you may enjoy it â â
He paused.
Thought better of it.
âActually, it is about animal cruelty. You may be offended.â
âI seen that one already. I can handle animal cruelty. I work in a shelter, I seen some of that shit first hand.â Roy scowled and shook his head. âNot like you can pretend it doesnât happen, yeh.â
Bruce blinked. Rarely was he surprised, but that was at the very least interesting.
âI didnât know you worked at a shelter.â
âI like to try and keep at least a couple things from you,â he said dryly. âWorked there since high school. Why do you think I kept trying to get all you guys to adopt animals?â
Bruce felt like a deer in the headlights.
â . . . I thought it was sort of a nod to your own fractured past, superimposed on that of the animalsâ plights, and your wanting to keep strays out of harms way and into good homes.â
âSomeoneâs been watching Animal Planet. Whatâs the occasion? Unless you are harboring a hobby regarding sometimes-venomous invertebrates?â
Roy shrugged. âWasnât Animal Planet. I found a documentary on Netflix. I just think animals is cool, is all.â
âI watched Blackfish, recently,â Bruce shared, conversationally. âI think you may enjoy it â â
He paused.
Thought better of it.
âActually, it is about animal cruelty. You may be offended.â
âI seen that one already. I can handle animal cruelty. I work in a shelter, I seen some of that shit first hand.â Roy scowled and shook his head. âNot like you can pretend it doesnât happen, yeh.â
Bruce blinked. Rarely was he surprised, but that was at the very least interesting.
âI didnât know you worked at a shelter.â
Continued from [x]::
Hal was passionate, heâd give him that. At times, Bruce wondered if he was more fit to have been placed somewhere in the emotional spectrum that was slightly more right of center, somewhere nearer to the more volatile shades. All the same, he supposed it was his force of will that drove him to confront Batman at all. Respectable, certainly.
âShort of calling a galactic tribunal to reign you in, potentially causing more colateral damage, Iâd most certainly take that bullet myself. Even if it only slowed you down,â he explained, quietly, matter-of-factly. He raised an eyebrow, still regarding Hal. â ⊠May I make an observation?â
He paused.
âIâm surprised youâre not more incensed I had plans to, if the need presented itself, take you out in the first place? Certainly, Diana was ready to re-snap my spine over it.â
Hal rolled his eyes, not surprised Bruce thought that of him.Â
âDiana thinks of you as a friend and she thinks itâs a betrayal to have friends who plot to take them down, maybe kill them, behind their backs. I know you donât see me as much of a friend, maybe not as a friend at all.â
He shrugged, looking away. âIâm dangerous, Iâm just a human and Iâve got one of the most powerful weapons in the galaxy at my disposal. Being a Green Lantern comes with a few built-in failsafes, but they might take some timeâI could destroy this planet before someone out there noticed. And, wellâŠIâd rather you kill me, than let me do that.â He looked back at Bruce. âBut your plan wouldnât be enough.â
Perhaps it was the fact he was emotionally stunted. Mayhaps, it was the fact he thought of himself as one of the more mentally advanced people in the Northern Hemisphere, if not the world. Whatever the reason, Bruce was puzzled by Halâs statement, and that bothered him.
â . . . Here is where I become, as Dick would say, a complete ass,â he said, more to himself than anything, and suppressing a minor sigh. He leveled his gaze back at Hal.
No, they were no friends. Yes, he had one of the most powerful weapons in the galaxy quite literally at his fingertips.
But he was, if nothing else, a colleague. He didnât consider Jâonn to be terribly close, but he was still a co-worker, per sey.
âWhy wouldnât it be enough?â He asked. â . . . Research purposes.â
And his iron clad ego muttering under its breath in his ear.
âSomeoneâs been watching Animal Planet. Whatâs the occasion? Unless you are harboring a hobby regarding sometimes-venomous invertebrates?â
Roy shrugged. âWasnât Animal Planet. I found a documentary on Netflix. I just think animals is cool, is all.â
âI watched Blackfish, recently,â Bruce shared, conversationally. âI think you may enjoy it -- â
He paused.
Thought better of it.
âActually, it is about animal cruelty. You may be offended.â
Marry Me, He Said
She was lovely, certainly, in a sad sort of way. Bruce wouldnât go so far as to call her features exotic, but her skin was nicely colored, he supposed. He had to be careful to train his features during the ceremony.. he kept cringing at his own thoughts, at his own shallowness. Bruce hadnât thought he was that sort of person, to put stock in appearances. If they looked good, bed them, if it felt good, do it. Now societyâs expectations had forced his hand into meeting up with a match-maker, into providing a check-list of things he liked and didnât like, into shuffling through pictures, one sad, pretty girl after the next. â ⊠take this woman to be your lawfully wedded wife ⊠â Bruce was only half listening. He was looking at the girl â the woman â Rachael â and trying to discern if she was feeling what he was feeling. â ⊠hold, in sickness, and in health ⊠â Bruce suddenly felt an overwhelming urge to say NO. Because all of these things the priest was saying, all of these things he remembered from flipping through his parentsâ wedding book as a child, these were vows and they were meant to be kept and cherished and honored and â â ⊠richer or poorer ⊠â He was doing this for really all of the wrong reasons. He barely new her maiden name, he barely new her, outside from a short paragraph beside her picture â â⊠as you both shall live?â His heartbeat pounded in his ears and he realized this was his turn. Just as she had dutifully said her line, now he had to put up or shut up. âI do,â he said, his icy exterior hiding the fact that inside, he felt as if he was going to hell for frankly lying inside a goddamn Catholic cathedral.
To Rachel, his voice seemed calculated and forced; as if he were regretting his choice even before the deal was sealed. She wondered what her new role would be like as the pair turned with mock smiles to the camera, staging a tender kiss that would likely be sold to the tabloids in less than fifteen minutes.
Rachel understood that she should not expect much of anything to come from this. She was here to make him appear grounded, to provide him with suitable offspring as he likely enjoyed the full lavishness of his billionaire playboy status.
It was better than her alternative, though, and she had to admit that it was better to suffer in comfort than to be out on the streets.
âMay I now present Mr. and Mrs. Wayneâ
Several women in the pews shot Rachel filthy looks, as if sheâd just told them that their favorite Starbuckâs drink was now out of season. But she paid them little to no mind. She was doing her job, nothing more.
The notion that she could not marry for love hurt her more than any snide comment or glaring look ever would.
The reception was planned, coordinated, and micromanaged by no less than three of the companyâs more anal retentive on-staff event planners. Everything down to the confetti in the balloons was debated over, fretted over, labored over. Stupid. Plainly just a waste of time and effort. It was a long, tedious, boring affair. Bruce had no time between somber smiles and his trademarked dower look for the cameras, news, tabloids, âfriends,â to speak with her. To arrange a meeting with her and his very NON-staff lawyer. Theyâd work something civil out. Make sure she is well taken cared for, for her efforts if nothing else, but definitely removed from the concept of a âmarriage.â No strings. No loop-holes. A monthly stipend that, should she request something outside of it, within reason, could be bent and doubled, tripled even. Her own home. A modicum of peace and solidarity, away from Bruceâs whoring and drinking and snide behavior that the tabloids adored but that he knew a woman, any woman, would hate.. even if he told her it was an act, it was a farce now attached to her name, her face, her life. He didnât want her to feel as trapped as he felt.
âOctopuses isnât fish,â Roy said. âItâs cephalopod mollusk. Discovery channel.â
âOctopi. Arenât,â Bruce corrected, not looking up from his papers. âAlthough good word usage with âcephalopod mollusk.ââ
âOh, fuck English. Octopi isnât fish, there. Isnât word usage, itâs what they are.â
âOctopi arenât fish, you mean. Conjugation is important.â
âIf I meant arenât, Iâd aâ said arenât,â he mumbled. âOctopi arenât fish. Octopi is cephalopod mollusk.â
âSomeoneâs been watching Animal Planet. Whatâs the occasion? Unless you are harboring a hobby regarding sometimes-venomous invertebrates?â
Continued from [x]::
Hal was passionate, heâd give him that. At times, Bruce wondered if he was more fit to have been placed somewhere in the emotional spectrum that was slightly more right of center, somewhere nearer to the more volatile shades. All the same, he supposed it was his force of will that drove him to confront Batman at all. Respectable, certainly.
âShort of calling a galactic tribunal to reign you in, potentially causing more colateral damage, Iâd most certainly take that bullet myself. Even if it only slowed you down,â he explained, quietly, matter-of-factly. He raised an eyebrow, still regarding Hal. â . . . May I make an observation?â
He paused.
âIâm surprised youâre not more incensed I had plans to, if the need presented itself, take you out in the first place? Certainly, Diana was ready to re-snap my spine over it.â
Your Batman needs more gay. :U
Heâs canonically married to blueboyscout.. Canât get too much gay than that, although gay is not a âseasoningâ to be added to a character. Itâs more like a âstate of being.â Bruce has always seemed homosexual leaning to me, therefore I play him as a homosexual. However, he is emotionally stunted and tends to embrace things in a sexual nature -- itâs why he falls in love easily.
"I was home schooled before I came here." He pointed out with a hum. "Did you like school?"
âI liked the people at school,â Bruce clarified. âI enjoyed that, to a point. Alfred told me I couldnât take more than a month out of school at a time, but, then again, I operated at a junior college level in middle school, so -- â He shrugged. âSchooling was a distraction.â
He paused.
âForget I said that.â
anonymously send me your opinion about me and my roleplaying and i will post it without replying.
"This has to be a misunderstanding."
âOne would assume,â Batman said, voice devoid of its usual edge. âHowever, in this case, Iâm afraid I donât have a terribly strong leg to stand on.â
The contingency plans were just that. Contingent on if his allies, if others in the League, went rogue. He took no joy in constructing them, but once they were constructed, they took on a life of their own and then, suddenly, he had plans upon plans, and then some for a few he thought may fail.
Shame? Not really. He had lost that, sometime around the same time he lost a good deal of his people skills. It was a necessary evil, and he was sure that would be another synonym tacked on to him by the now quite anti-Batman Justice League.
So be it.
Although all the disbelief and hurt feelings were starting to twinge at a more human part of him that he was starting to become annoyed at.
â ⊠For what itâs worth, I hadnât planned on using it. Only if something drastic happened.â
Betrayal starters
"I know you're hiding something from me."
"I trusted you!"
"I'm not angry. Just...tell me why."
"The truth hurts, doesn't it?"
"Tell me. What was I to you?"
"You shouldn't have trusted me to begin with."
"This has to be a misunderstanding."
"You're seeing someone else, aren't you?"
"Please...trust me one more time."
"I won't forgive you. I'll never forgive you."
"I didn't want you to find out this way."
"I trust you. Even if I don't understand your reasons, I still trust you!"
"Wait. I can explain!"
"I lied."
"How could I forget what you did?"
"You wouldn't understand."
"This is goodbye. Don't try and look for me."
âOctopuses isnât fish,â Roy said. âItâs cephalopod mollusk. Discovery channel.â
âOctopi. Arenât,â Bruce corrected, not looking up from his papers. âAlthough good word usage with âcephalopod mollusk.ââ
âOh, fuck English. Octopi isnât fish, there. Isnât word usage, itâs what they are.â
âOctopi arenât fish, you mean. Conjugation is important.â
âOctopuses isnât fish,â Roy said. âItâs cephalopod mollusk. Discovery channel.â
âOctopi. Arenât,â Bruce corrected, not looking up from his papers. âAlthough good word usage with âcephalopod mollusk.ââ
Dress up my muse by submitting outfits into my inbox and my muse will tell you how they feel about the outfit you chose
"Very long day at school." He leaned over to look at what Bruce was working on. "I could do the work faster if I were to do it here."
Bruce adjusted his glasses with a slight raise of his eyebrow.
âYouâre perhaps the only teenager I know of that advocates homeschooling.â