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I think I need to start watching foolish’s live streams holy shit I want to study this guy

Morally questionable guy but also a massive family man (Familia Brown consists of Vegetta, Foolish, Leonarda, Roier, Cellbit, Richas, Pepito and for most, Jaiden)

Overall history on the server: all Q!characters

-Was dating Mariana from squidcraft, but Mariana broke up with him on the QSMP platform, the two would then have a will they won’t they relationship for the pre-eggs time period. Foosh was the most active player where Foolish and Vegetta were on a lot to together flirting a lot, and Vegetta gave him all the create gifts he loves to this day. Foosh also adopted the Artifical Intelligence Arin with Maximus during this.

-Egg adoption, both chats asked for the other out of Foolish and Vegetta and we cheered when matched. Vegetta had a magnet glitch so it looked like he rigged it but got Foosh legit with a vid review haha. Anyway, Vegetta named Leo after Leonardo Da Vinci and they went to his tower because Foolish didn’t have a house yet. There had some drama with Rubius (Vegetta’s ex) and a scare that Leo may have died but otherwise a happy day. The first month both worked well to keep Leo alive sharing task responsibilities. Vegetta would eventually be prevented from doing tasks because they updated so late :/

-Cheating allegations; Mariana needed JuanaFlippa to have a sleepover and asked Foolish we agreed. Mariana tried to kiss Foolish and Leo took a picture of them standing next to each other. Foolish rejected Mariana but word got out and for like weeks maybe a month he was accused despite being entirely faithful and to this day characters like Q!Phil think he’s a cheater… (he is 100% faithful, I have watched the streams!!!) this all ended in a counseling session ran by Roier where eventually Vegetta said he believed Foolish and vowed, “Only you and me together in this life.”

-Theory Bros: Maximus wanted to find a way off the island after his son Trunpet died(Leo’s first best friend btw) and he got Bad then Foolish involved. This was the beginning of the horror and why Leo and Dapper were/are the eggs with the most code attacks. Lots of great moments, lots of lore tbh and after the Brazilians arrived Cellbit was a fourth member before the rebrand to the Order. Foolish did contribute! :D he said a lot of outside the box things that made sense.

-Ordem Theoridas- helped where he could here, also helped Cellbit when nearly everyone else hated his guts showing how Foosh was grey/neutral in his morality. Month later we would ask Cellbit if he was a bad guy for helping him when he was considered a fed spy, Cellbit says no, and Foolish idk how to describe it but… just a great conversation that showed how smart Foosh is. (Also Q!4er hit Leo during the castle building here to get revenge on Cellbit and it was a grudge held by the Doozers for months)

-All you need to know for election arc is Foosh was very silly and ran as KELP; King Emperor Lord President. This was the last time Q!Foolish saw Q!Vegetta as V said he would vote for him before vanishing(story-wise). Thankfully Foosh meets Jaiden in this arc and their friendship turns into something where they are thick as thieves because people distrusting them for liking Cucurucho. This is also where after he is out of the elections, he finds out his friend Mr. Mustard is missing and Cucurucho says Pac and Mike did it. He arrests them and gets interrogated by Cellbit.

-heavy distrust of Foolish begins but to be clear since the start of the server people invaded his builds and stole his stuff, mostly Bad but a lot of the players did at one point or another. After the arrest it worsens tenfolds with the highlight being the Nether incident. In meta; Cc!Foolish’s computer was having trouble with the event, but canonically they left him behind and than started celebrating and planning his funeral. At this point Vegetta had already adopted Roier into the family and thus Roier and I believe Philza were the only two people sad/upset about Foolish being left behind. Even Fit was kinder to Foolish after this. The main issue was Bad, Pierre, Cellbit, and a few others not only mocked him but would not stop hitting him to the point of saying a lot of angst which is crazy for Foosh! This was the turning point that convinced Doozers he should go full fed and well… he did.

I will wrap up a bit cause this is long but basically he solves the Mr.Mustard case(turns out nothing to do with PAC and Mike, the Fed was using him by calling him “unique” not that he fell for it) and eventually was crown the KOC and later eventually made a Fed officer and turned in a report against Cellbit for the murders where he tossed a coin on wherever he blamed Cellbit or Bad(landing on Cellbit and honoring it)

When Leo went missing he was pretending not to be sad around others but had plenty of depressing moments with the most notable being looking at old family photos of him with Leo and Vegetta (who he is still faithful to and still waiting for after 6 months 😭🫶 bless him) and shoved them away when Fit was near. He literally took a breath to calm himself before acting fine around Fit oh it was so angsty. He is accused of being a bad dad cause he isn’t a helicopter parent like Phil or Bad. Even was told he didn’t care about Leo being missing multiple times but he didn’t bother to defend himself. He’s told Leo many times, “I don’t care what they think of me, I only care what you think of me.”

Okay there’s the Q!Foolish brainrot… there’s so much but that’s maybe a helpful heap to chew on

iwritethat

Older Batsis

Request: Nope, but I wanted to give you something different.

A/N: I get that most people do these where the reader is their younger sister but imagine if you were their older sister…

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Dick Grayson:

• Bruce had taken you, his first (adopted or not) child, to see the circus at the age of 10 and you were overly excited for the performance. However, that died along with The Flying Graysons and you went with your father to comfort the boy who you soon knew as Dick Grayson and he was a year younger than you.

“The clowns here kinda freaked me out y'know, sometimes they remind me of the Joker. Ew.”

“The Joker?” He questioned curiously, having no idea who you were talking about.

“You don’t wanna know, he’s gross.” You shook your head and stuck you tongue out for emphasis.

“Well the clowns are quite nice actually, I’ve spoken to them before.” The boy sniffled and you pulled him into a hug for comfort.

From then on, you helped him settle into Wayne Manor - his room was right across from yours so you’d both happily gatecrash one another after curfew to stay up and talk much to Alfred’s protest. Though this came to an end once Dick became Robin. You knew about your father being Batman and he’d taught you self defence since you were young, those were always fun but that experience now presented Dick with a training partner.

• It started off as innocent fight practice but as most things with Dick and you, it escalated into something more competitive and bets were made. So said innocent sparring session became a fully fledged war but you made sure not to hurt each other - Dick was surprised at how good you actually were, something you’d failed to mention at the beginning of the bet. You had been trained by Batman as well so you had strength, agility and flexibility but not compared to the flexibility of a flying Grayson so that made him difficult to keep up with. Though with great precision and accuracy you took him down and had him in a submission hold.

“(Y/n) - I didn’t know you were that good!”

“Surprise! Tell me Robin, who is the best fighter ever and clearly capable of kicking your butt?” You challenged happily.

“Batman.” He grinned, pleased with his answer.

“Aside from my Dad.” You sighed hopelessly.

“Then that’d have to be you (y/n).” You smiled, releasing him and heading up to the manor.

“And don’t you forget it!” You called back, earning a groan from the boy wonder.

“You know we’re living with a 10 year old that’s capable of murder. I mean, she must be. (Y/n) is like an assassin!” Robin remarked to Batman wittily.

“Yes, ever since she was 4 so don’t get on her bad side.” Batman commented and sent Dick off to take a rest.

More than once Bruce has found you both crashed out on the couch with one another after patrol or training since you weren’t into the hero gig.

• You became incredibly close with your first sibling, you grew up together and if you ever went out in the field your fighting skills were like art. In fact as soon as he joined his Team, you were the first person he wanted them to meet, often presenting you to them like a prized trophy.

“Behold! My phenomal older sister, she’s met the Justice League and declined their offer to join but that’s none of my business… She’ll be assisting with H.I.V.E.”

“How the hell did you know-“

“Hey, that’s what brothers are for right?”

• When Jason first came along you lowkey competed over who was going to be his favourite sibling, safe to say Jason found the whole thing entertaining but in the end you both decided that family was more important than being the favourite. Lies - that title is still up for grabs. You two are basically the ultimate tag team nowadays, because of your “Twin telepathy” as the others mocked it, if they ever initiate a sparring session and you and Dick become partners your siblings basically give up.

“Forget it, we’re screwed.”

“Aw Dickiebird, I think we scared them~”

“No, I’m pretty sure that’s just you sis.” Cue you giving him a playful slap to the arm whilst he’s laughing away.

Jason Todd:

• Whilst living on the streets, Jason hadn’t much experience with family so getting an adoptive father was great and a sister as well? Bring it on because this was going to be the best.

You personally liked the fact that everyone Bruce adopted had such interesting backgrounds, Dick was from the Circus and Jason had lived on the streets - you had to ask him about this if he was willing to talk about it that is.

• Surprisingly, after a few weeks of settling in Jason was up for anything, including being Robin so when you asked about his past life you got answers. It wasn’t a happy story, there’s no point in playing it up to be one so when he offered to teach you how to pick pockets you figured it’d be a bonding experience. You definitely didn’t expect him to be so good at it, you didn’t steal from anyone just practiced on people around the Manor, Dick being a victim more than once and Jason was pleased you were getting the hang of it. After you embraced him into a side hug and tousled his hair.

“Aw my little street thug is a pro.” You grinned, tone as kind as can be. Jason would never admit that he liked the nickname or the hugs but never rejected them.

• However good things soon came to an end with the unexpected death of Jason, you were broken - anyone could see that and you refused to talk with your father for some time. Dick was also worried about you, due to already viewing yourself as an incapable older sister you became more protective over the brother you had left and during the hard times, you often went to each other for comfort because you had to accept that you’d both lost a younger brother in Jason. You left flowers and a meaningful card on his grave every year without fail, the latter mysteriously vanishing as time went on much to your confusion.

• Soon enough however, the appearance of the Red Hood caught your families attention and Bruce discovered his true identity after a few run ins with him. Upon finding out it was Jason you went searching for him, no delays and no company - you needed to apologise.

You happened on him in the midst of a drug deal gone awry, lending your aid to your brother and you’d noted he’d improved significantly in various areas. With the enemies defeated he turned his guns on you and upon realisation faltered considerably. With Bruce he wouldn’t hesitate but you, the one who left cards that he’d read every year since returning - the one who still held onto his memory through your actions. You stepped closer, moving the gun to aim directly at your heart and offering him his old knife with the other.

“Shoot me if that’s what you want, I’d understand Jason. I failed you, my little brother - you deserved so much better than me… I’m so sorry.” Tears were cascading down your face and it only worsened when he returned his gun to the holster.

Through ringing ears you heard the faint clank of metal to concrete and were greeted with a warm embrace. Jason was taller than you now, and clearly well built, it was tight hug, full of loss and you could feel warm liquid seeping onto your skin - tears that were not yours.

“I really fucking missed you sis.”

• When Jason created the Outlaws and they happened to cross you, your younger ‘brother’ made sure to tell Roy to keep his distance and do not try to seduce you because Jason will bring him Hell if Roy attempted anything like that. Kori thought you were amazing and instantly became friends with you, deciding that you’d be her favourite person outside the Outlaws. She was up for shopping, make overs and telling you about her home planet. Of course you’d met Kori before as Starfire when she was dating Dick and found it great to rekindle that relationship even if they weren’t together anymore.

Tim Drake:

• Ah Tim Drake, by far the most annoying when it came to personal health. Seriously this kid did not sleep at all and you had made it your personal mission to keep him alive, usually you settled for bringing him coffee every morning and evening which he was eternally grateful for.

• It was difficult for you at first, after Jason you were infuriated with Bruce for risking the life of another and were mildly cold toward Tim in hopes of removing his ever present determination to become Robin. With this hopelessly failing you became incredibly protective - he would not be the next Jason, you couldn’t allow this family to lose another. So against your better judgement, you went out in the field to serve as his guardian for the first few months of him being Robin unbeknownst to Tim. You’d sneak out before or after he left for patrol and meet up with him in Gotham so there was no way he’d suspect his older masked accomplice to be you. Jason’s favourite knife was your weapon of choice as well as your finely tuned acrobatics, martial arts, multilingual skills - you were just as good if not better than Batman much like Dick was so you could keep Tim safe.

• To begin with, he wasn’t sure about the idea of having an older sister considering most of his friends complained about them constantly and he was a little off put by your dismissiveness. Though that soon changed, Nightwing had helped with that. The first person Tim went to after becoming Robin was the original but was more than confused with the advice he received.

“Go and see (y/n).”

“What? But she wasn’t even a Robin, how could she possibly help with this?” Tim questioned, shock in his tone.

“Trust me, she hasn’t been a Robin but has experiences with all of us, so she knows what she’s doing. (Y/n) looks out for you in the field whenever you go on patrol doesn’t she? I went to (y/n) for advice so would you just trust me on this?” Dick wittily elaborated and Tim accepted his explanation - utterly shocked by the fact that the mysterious vigilante who often accompanied him was you. Turns out Dick was right, you knew exactly how to help him out and made sure to ask advice from you more often, even if it was a minor issue. You were able to discuss your role as his partner out on patrol and he was eternally grateful to find out that it was you, that you didn’t hate him and were only looking out for him in your own way after what happened to his predecessor. He asked you to train him much like Dick was doing because you were good if not better than most he’d seen despite you being a fleeting hero of Gotham.

Not long after you decided he was ready to be on his own and you’d returned to non-vigilantism, Tim became accustomed to working with a younger hero known as Spoiler - you shipped them.

• There was one time, Tim’s sleeping habits had pushed you too far however and you had to resort to drastic measures.

“How long?” You demanded, in a fairly stern tone to make sure he answered you.

“3 days.” Tim responded still on the computer.

“For flip sake Tim! That’s it!” You sounded exasperated whilst throwing your hands up in the air to emphasise your frustration.

“Huh?” Tim attempted to spare a glance to you but was pulled back to the computer screen, hesitantly you went to check what he was doing wasn’t seriously important like hacking, but it was just more research so you could put your plan into action.

You retreated for a few minutes then came back with determination, briskly dragging this boy along with you.

“(Y/n)! No wait I was almost done! 5 more minutes, how are you so strong?!” The boy pleaded as you continued to the living room placing him on the sofa and quickly wrapping him in a blanket because 1) It’s Winter and cold, 2) This way he couldn’t run back to his computer.

“You said that 2 days ago.” You reminded him, sitting beside him and wrapping your arms around him so he couldn’t escape.

“Yeah - but no, I need to get that assignment done for tomorrow!” He tried again, squirming in your grip whilst you hit 'play’.

“Well that’s bullshit because it’s Saturday tomorrow and we both know you’ve completed all assignments due in for this semester.” You again reprimanded, crushing his lies to dust. Yes Timothy could lie but not to you.

“What are you watching?” He asked after giving up his struggle and releasing a long sigh.

“We are watching Sherlock.” You told him as the TV show began to play and soon it had Tims full attention whilst he snuggled into your side.

You could tell when he was getting tired, sure he knew exactly who had done the crime usually half way through the episode but each time his voice grew drowsier until he finally fell asleep.

“For no actual sleep in over 3 days, I thought you’d be out quicker than that.” You said to his sleeping form.

Soon, your father Bruce made his way into the room apparently looking for Tim but before he could open his mouth you sent him a glare and pointed to the exit. Holding his hands up in defence, Bruce briskly left the room whilst you played another episode.

Damian Wayne:

• When he first came to live at Wayne Manor once Talia had dropped him off, you met him just after Dick picked him up from the street and was more than a little scratched up.

“Shit (y/n), I get that you’re nice but your family can be bastards when they wanna be.” Dick muttered, wincing at the pain.

“What are you talking about?” You asked curiously, then followed Dicks gaze to the boy wearing an assassin outfit.

“No.” You gawked at Nightwing, he nodded and you let out a groan which drew all attention to you.

“Father, who is this woman?” Damian asked rather arrogantly, obviously directing that at you.

“Your sister…” Bruce released an exasperated sigh.

“By blood?” The boy asked incredulously whilst your father gave him a look, then Damian snapped to you again and gave a nod.

This was going to be something else.

• As time continued, your relationship with Damian grew and despite not knowing how to treat a sister he found the whole experience better than the League of Assassins which he happily told/bragged about. It depends on his mood.

Though there was one time that stood out to him most. Dick was particularly laying into Damian about Bruce’s no killing rule after the Dollmaker’s heart was ripped out, Damian was adamant that it wasn’t him but instead a guy dressed up as an owl. Walking into the room you gave Dick a smack on the upside of the head.

“Leave my brother alone Grayson.” You sighed, whilst Dick looked offended and rubbed the back of his head.

“(Y/n)…” Dick was confused and hadn’t a clue what to say to his older sister right now.

“He doesn’t need a lecture off of you since he already got one from Batman, and if Damian says he didn’t rip the Dollmaker’s heart out then… then I believe him and you should too.” You told the older hero with your arms crossed and voice calm, sparing a glance to Damian half way through your explanation.

“Yeah but (y/n), there was literally no League of Assassin members out there aside from -” Dick tried to protest but to no avail.

“Just give us a minute Dick, I got this.” You nodded and gestured to the door with Dick accepting this and leaving the room.

“Why did you do that (y/n)?” Damian questioned your behaviour, still confused by it.

“Looking out for my little brother, whether he likes it or not.” You told him cheerfully, with that he smiled slightly but of course it was quickly hidden.

“This owl themed man, he goes by the name of Talon and is apart of the Court of Owls. He wants me to meet him. Tonight.” Damian spoke up, his tone still quiet and you’d guessed he kept this from everyone else.

“What? Why didn’t you tell them?” You inquired, wondering why he’d keep this from Batman.

“They didn’t believe that I spared the Dollmaker, why would they trust me about this. Could you keep this between us, (y/n) I want to see what he has to say for himself.” Damian replied, tone clearly agitated.

“So you’re going then, you know you’ve been put under house arrest.” You told the boy who now wore a scowl.

“Are you going to stop me?” He asked, almost as a challenge.

“No, if you need to do this then I’m not going to stop you. You have to figure this out on your own and I support that, so you better get ready and go. I’ll cover for you.” You nodded, and Damian’s expression softened, apparently he was grateful.

“Won’t you get into trouble?” The boy suddenly inquired whilst walking to the window.

“Yeah so you better get all this sorted on your little trip because Dick will be back soon then I’ll be subjected to endless bat glares.” You sighed rolling your eyes, enthusiasm dying toward the end of your statement.

“I can stay.” Damian offered briefly, noticing your change in demeanour.

“No, if you want this then do it. It’s better for you to find answers so get out of that window!” You rushed, throwing him his katana and you thought that was the end of it.

Unexpectedly Damian ran back to hug you as you knelt on the floor where you’d retrieved his katana.

“I’ve never had a sister before but, I think you’re the best one I could have. Thank you.” Damian mumbled into your shoulder, letting you go shortly after and escaping out of the window to meet 'Talon’.

• Ever since then, he trusted you with pretty much everything and often claiming you were his sister and no else’s despite the others having grown up with you while he had been around no more than 5 minutes. Surprisingly he was also the most protective of all them, yet you were older and constantly reminded him that you’re protecting him not the other way around, eventually you’d have to come to the agreement that you looked out for each other considering Damian was very stubborn and persistent.

drowsystar

He swears this is anatomy research for humans who transcend godhood

metriawaves

packaged team, do not separate

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Dormant Predators

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loueejii

This is why I have this. Even if they can get the lock opened they can’t push the door open. Got it at Lowes for $20.

ocean-again

reblog for that last bit to save a life

smiling-grouch-deactivated20241

If you’re like me and have a large gap under your front door (someone could take a stick and just poke the leaning stick style door jam out), I recommend the Addalock. It’s small, perfect for traveling, and this lock is CRAZY. It’s so simple but the door does not move.

You can’t see it from the other side, either. It also cost about $20, and I can’t recommend it enough. Easy to travel with, too! Great for Air BnBs!

deminat-20

That’s why I have these on my doors. They get drilled into the side and once its flipped over the door nothing is getting it open. Not the door being unlocked nothing, I’ve unlocked the door and pulled and pushed as hard as I could and it didn’t budge. When I go on a trip this is what I use and when I’m home I leave it on too. No one is getting in here.

letsgetoutofspace

Okay I know that it is necessary for many but what do you do if you need medical attention and you’re not able to open the door from the inside? Can the fire department get through these at least?

morgrimmoon

Yes. The fire department can and will break down your door if necessary, it’s one of the reasons they have axes; it’s entirely possible for door frames to melt/expand/seize or otherwise become unopenable during a house fire but the door itself can be hacked down. Or the window. In rare cases, the wall. Firefighters don’t fuck around with collateral damage when lives are at stake.

trini-lover

Sharing for all the safety items!!

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