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honey-milk-depresso · 4 months

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Batboys watching anime with reader

You know my ass went FULL ON LOCK MODE with Tim. I went crazy- 💀

***S/o is above 18, which means characters below are also aged up!

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Batbros watching anime with you

Dick Grayson

He’s watched a few 90s anime before, more the basic ones like One Piece and Pokémon, and he probably still watches them to this day. Boy has old CDs he has and you should probably try finding a Blue Ray (or use his if he can have Tim help fix it because it’s good as dead 💀) because he’s popping in every CD of old anime’s he have lying about.

“Wow, I didn’t know I had cowboy bebop! Or Slam Dunk!” He got a few rare gems, which makes it all the more fun to sit down on the couch under a blanket as you huddle and watch the nostalgic 90s anime shows together while eating popcorn.

He doesn’t mind watching new, modern day animes, just be prepared for when you two watch sad anime shows because he will sob like it’s the end of the world.

“NO, WHY WOULD KAORI DIE LIKE THIS?? AND SHE LOVES ARIMA- OH MY GOD IM SO—”sobs even more. He gets emotional while watching them because it’s so sad that it’s sO GOOD-

Loves dancing to those danceable anime music with you. He goes ALL. OUT. He even sings all of it in Japanese like wow-

I would love to hear him sing Cruel Angel’s Thesis in his Discowing suit and with goth makeup on it because it “sets the mood”, PLEASE-

Overall, great time watching with Dick. <3

Jason Todd

You expect someone like him to like Chainsaw Man, Trigun or something like those grunge-y, guns and knives animes, right? I mean, he does, but only with you and ONLY with you will he let his inner Magical Girl enthusiast ass shine. Because he LOVES Magical Girl animes. That’s probably the reason and one point of time why he wore red ribbons around his arms, he wanted that Sailor Moon experience and Tim might’ve just teased him about that era without knowing his love for Magical Girl animes and Jason might’ve flipped and freaked the fuck out and started chasing him down the manor.

Jason watches Sailor Moon, Madoka when he feels edgier than usual, Cardcaptor Sakura, every Precure series, Tokyo Mew Mew, man has all these shows somehow. He swears they weren’t through illegal means and he just worked very hard to gather all of them. He also might be a shoujo anime fan because if he loves Jane Austen books, you bet his ass would be reading Fruits Basket, Maid Sama or something because of course he would.

Also a Studio Ghibli fan, although watching the Tale of Princess Kaguya might make him feel too much, especially getting pissed off with the dad who forces his daughter into a wealthy life without her input and- yeah, you gotta calm him down as he cries bitterly and sourly with a pout on his face.

The two of you can go on and on about debating about unclear endings of animes all day long. You know the “AND SHE WAS A PRINCESS” video? That’s Jason.

Great man to watch anime with, and he’ll gladly be your Tuxedo Mask to your Sailor Moon (and not the “But you did nothing meme- or the other way around- he don’t mind being the Usagi-). <3

Tim Drake

I’m very convinced this man got into his whole detective shit because he watched Detective Conan and honestly I can’t blame him. Tim has probably the largest vessel of anime knowledge out of all of them. He doesn’t really have a specific genre he likes but he’s pretty fond of old 90s and 80s animes. He can explain the whole lore of One Piece, Fairytale, Pokémon like Jesus Tim, calm down- 💀

I can see him watching Neon Genesis Evangelion, Serial Experiments Lain or Key the Metal Doll because he likes that little bit of horror nature and mystery and thriller in his animes although he really doesn’t mind watching Haikyuu all over again if you want to.

Might introduce you to underrated and/or old animes like Revolutionary Girl Utena, Nadia the Secrets of Blue Water, every Studio Ghibli movie, those kinds of animes that give off the really pretty and aesthetic old anime animations that is just so pretty to watch and with really good storylines that both of you can cuddle on a couch together and watch. I bet he even watches anime with you even before you two got together, so you guys pretty much have “watching anime together” as part of the foundation of your relationship. Owns so much manga that you can’t even count, too.

Just… don’t make him watch those really slow burn, comedy love animes, specifically Love War. Not that he don’t like romance animes, he watches Ouran High School Host Club and Your Name, trust me, but Love War? He is going absolutely insane because of it.

“OH MY GOD- PLEASE JUST KISS ALREADY. ME AND S/O ARE ALREADY TOGETHER FIVE MONTHS AGO ANF YOU TWO ARE STILL TOO PROUD TO ADMIT YOU LOVE EACH OTHER WHILE BLUSHING- JUST KISS ALREADY-” <3

Damian Wayne

Damian likes anime. Would 100% go to an anime convention with you as a date if you’re up for it. He doesn’t mind (surprisingly- just for you only-).

He doesn’t necessarily like showmen animes although he has enjoyed a few, but he really loves slice of life, I feel. It just feels like he wants to put himself in a normal life and with a tad bit of drama in it like what the characters go through. The touching ones like Hyouka or Natsume’s Book of Friends.

Also animal related anime maybe except Beastars because he didn’t understand shit-?? He calls that peak anime. Aggretsuko, Chi’s Sweet Home and My Roommate is a Cat?? Damian loves this shit, he watches it intently with his arm around you. Even if he doesn’t smile, you know he loves it by the way his eyes sparkle.

Just don’t tell his brothers. He will seriously feel betrayed if you do so because he only watches these kinds of shows with you: the cute animal ones that are actually wholesome and/or funny.

The whole family is into Studio Ghibli, and he is no exception. He feels like it’s the best kinds of anime to watch with you when you guys just want to turn in for the day and huddle up on the couch. It’s one of the rare times he relaxes and softens and he’s glad to have quality time with you. <3

Duke Thomas

He likes anime! Studio Ghibli is definitely a favourite of his and he would gladly watch it together with you! He also love a fair bit of Shounen animes, the more popular ones like Jujutsu Kaisen, One Piece, Haikyuu, or Spy x Family. He likes them a lot!

A big fan of romance animes too: Ouran High School Host Club and The Melancholy of Haruhi Suzumiya (if you two are in the mood to huddle on the couch together and cry).

Duke doesn’t mind any kind of anime so long as it doesn’t have too much horror or gore like… Higurashi. He gets chills when that anime is mentioned. D-Don’t watch it for your own sake if you don’t know. And if you do, avoid it with him at all cost because he will.

Duke also like singing some good anime songs with you and you guys can go crazy and dance around, just not as dramatic as Dick.

He would be super excited to spend a date with you watching shounen anime movies like from Jujutsu Kaisen and he would be so hype to spend time with you being a fanboy while also sharing that romantic air for the shared love of anime between you two and the love that you two share, although that love is far stronger. <3

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claire-starsword · 1 year

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oh god i just connected so many dots from looking at a cute beedrill fanart

Beedrill is called Spear in japanese, written in katakana as スピアー (supia-). Reading that backwards you have アピス (apisu).

Apis. As in, scientific name of bee. This might be the whole idea behind the Pokemon.

But more important to my current Shining Force obsessed self,

it finally explains this boy's name!! I have been joking about this boy having a random bee name for over a decade!!! Turns out I just had to connect some wildly distant dots in my life!!

#goddd it's too early for this what the heck #pokemon #beedrill #shining force #shining force cd #sf ken #sfcd apis #'hello everyone it's me ken the kentauros and my beautiful son spear backwards'#headcanon that he has two other kids called lance and hal #also i might have a galaxy brain take on his dad's name but i need to confirm the katakana #and i'm not doing it without desktop access #god it's too early for this #what next. do i have to try anagrams for the other 100+ names as well #i will. don't test me

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akumanoshonen1 · 7 months

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New Blue Sun: A Review

By: Akuma Nensho

11/17/23

With his most recent release, New Blue Sun, André 3000 shines as a ray of creative freedom and aural creativity in a world overflowing with pop singles and formulaic rap. Without any lyrics or rapping, this genre-bending record is proof of his limitless inventiveness and steadfast dedication to pushing the frontiers of music.

From the very first note, this album transports listeners to a realm of ethereal beauty, where the virtuosic melodies of flutes and other woodwinds weave a tapestry of sonic textures that are both captivating and deeply meditative. André 3000's mastery of these instruments shines through in every composition, as he effortlessly blends traditional techniques with avant-garde experimentation, creating a soundscape that is both familiar and otherworldly.

Although André 3000's use of instruments is a radical shift from his earlier work, it seems to be a logical next step in his creative development. His versatility has always been demonstrated by his ability to move across genres with ease, from the psychedelic experimentation of The Love Below to the Southern hip-hop of OutKast. With this latest CD, he demonstrates an unmatched mastery of the instrumental medium, pushing his versatility to new limits.

The album's dreamlike aesthetic is further enhanced by its lack of vocals. Without the distraction of lyrics, the listener is forced to engage with the music on a deeper level, allowing the melodies and rhythms to wash over them and evoke a range of emotions. This approach demands a certain level of active listening, rewarding those who are willing to immerse themselves fully in the sonic experience.

I believe that New Blue Sun has the potential to inspire a new generation of musicians and listeners alike. It is an album that shows that music can be more than just a catchy tune or a clever lyric; it can be a journey of self-discovery, a catalyst for emotion, and a source of profound beauty.

André 3000 stands out as an example of artistic integrity in a period when trends and commercialism are typically the driving forces behind the music business. It is evidence of how music has the ability to transcend genres and establish a very intimate connection with listeners. I have no doubt that this record will go down as one of the most significant and important albums of our era.

#new blue sun #andre 3000 #album review

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pedges · 1 year

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it’s time to talk about pre/no outbreak joel miller x black reader headcanons

because i don’t think enough people think about how sarah is literally a black teenager, with a latino dad, and a mom out of the picture, and how having someone who intrinsically understands her would be so important.

like, you and joel work together, or you’re neighbors, or he frequents the coffee shop you work at, or you’re the stylist at the salon he decides to take sarah to—because he’s kind of at a loss when her mom leaves the picture, he doesn’t know how to deal w hair like hers so he sheepishly asks you for help, or to give some tips, or products, or steps on how to take care of textured hair

which turns into you coming over to meet sarah, which turns into meals at the millers, which turns into spending more time with joel, and bonding with sarah, which turns into a slow, sweet, steady process of falling in love with joel and sarah and tommy.

you guys share bits and pieces of your culture with each other—he’s teaching you some spanish (unless you already know!), you show him the movies and shows and music you grew up on (“living single was the original friends, i’m being so serious right now.”), and you share things with sarah that only you guys would understand, or relate to. one time when you’re over at the miller’s, you’re upstairs with sarah, braiding her hair in front of her vanity and you’ve got minnie ripperton’s “perfect angel” album in sarah’s cd player and you’re both singing, trying to hit that note in lovin’ you—and joel is watching so fondly from the doorway, thinking about two things: 1. how you slid so perfectly into their lives, like they had made room in their hearts just for you and 2. when he fell in love with you

was it when you would cook for him, your mama’s recipe you swore you wouldn’t share, or when you put on your old school steppin’ music mixtape and forced him to dance with you in his living room, or maybe when you told him he’s doing such a great, wonderful, amazing job with sarah despite whatever he may think. and he thanked you, for everything you’re doing for them, for sarah, because he hasn’t been able to feed an important part of her culture into her life and you’ve done it so seamlessly. but you get it, because you’re a black woman in texas, and not everyone can be beyoncé, ha ha. if there’s anything you can do to make sarah feel less alone, you’re going to do it.

either way, joel loves you, and he loves everything about you, the way the sun shines on your skin, how you can pull off any color you want, and the bounce of your hair—the richness of your eyes, the curve of your hips, the way you’re so strong willed, with a soul only you could hold. he’s keeping you around, he thinks, not just for sarah—he’ll be a little selfish this time around, and do it for himself too

(also sorry but joel dedicating ebony eyes by stevie wonder to you…tears and tears and tears)

#joel miller x reader #joel miller fanfiction #joel miller #joel miller x you #joel tlou #tlou fanfiction #joel miller headcanon #latino joel miller #joel last of us #joel miller x black!reader #tlou headcanons #we go crazy in this house!!!!!!

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applebutter-and-cinnamon · 2 years

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Moonlight Serenade

Summary: Bradley takes you out on your first "official" date. Mostly fluff, a stepping stone in the story.

Pairing: Bradley "Rooster" Bradshaw x Reader

A/N: I tried to tag everyone who requested to be tagged, I'm so sorry if I missed anyone. I'm truly humbled by the number of people that are invested in this story. There's plenty more to come and I hope you enjoy it!

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Bar Introductions (Part One) The Beach Date (Part Two)

"Do you think it looks alright?" You asked, angling your camera to show off the outfit you had thrown together for the evening ahead of you.

"Mmmm, do you want my honest answer?" Abby asked, her vibrant red hair filling your phone screen.

You bit your lip, "Yes, please."

"Ditch the jacket you threw on over your sundress and wear your wedges instead of those sneakers. He's trying to impress you which means that you should dress up, save that outfit for when you are doing something more casual," she told you.

You nodded your head, propping the phone up on the dresser so she could still see you as you made the changes that she'd suggested.

"You look so cute, girl," she told you through the phone, giggling as she did.

"Thanks!" You told her brightly, giving her a small spin to show off the outfit.

"Are you nervous," her brow arched in concern as she took in the way you were fiddling with your hands.

You nodded, swallowing hard. "I'm a little worried that he won't like me as much once we hang out together in person, you know?"

Abby rolled her eyes, "You guys talk on the phone at least once a day. I seriously doubt that connection is going to disappear just because you can smell each other."

You giggled as Bob walked in behind her and made a face at the words that were leaving his wife's mouth.

"What?," Abby asked, turning around, "Oh! Hi baby, I didn't know you were home."

You waved at Bob through the phone giving him a sheepish smile.

He returned your wave as he laughed at his wife and her bubbly personality.

Abby opened her mouth to tell you something else but you found yourself unable to catch the words she spoke as a knock sounded rythmically against your door.

"Oh my God, is that him?" She asked.

You nodded, "I think so, I gotta go but I'll talk to you later. Thank you for the help!"

"You'd better tell me everything," she warned before hanging up.

You took a deep breath before opening your front door to reveal an uncharacteristicly-nervous looking aviator. He was dressed in a nice pair of jeans and a white button down. His sunglasses were hanging from his collar and his curly hair had a little bit of gel in it.

"Hi," you greeted him, any impressive greeting had fled from your thoughts as you'd taken in his golden skin.

"Hey there," his voice matched yours, coming out gentle and soft in his deep tone. "What is it?" He asked, taking in the way your eyes slid away from his.

"You look really nice," you said, blushing hard but unable to hide the truth from him.

His eyes lit up, obviously delighted. "I'm glad you think so, but I think of the two of us, you're shining the brightest Little Lady," he said, tilting his head forward to force your eye sight to align with his own.

You rolled your eyes and laughed, "Why, thank you."

"Any time," he shrugged, "Are you ready to go?"

"Yep, take me away Lieutenant," You told him, stepping out of your doorway and locking it behind you.

"Well, I'd be absolutely delighted to do so," he said, putting on a funny accent and extending his arm to you, which you took and allowed him to escort you to the passenger side of his car.

He held open the door for you, waited for you to climb in, before shutting it closed firmly behind you. He jogged around the front of the car and climbed into the driver's side to start the engine.

"What's the plan," you asked.

Your eyes were drinking in the details of him that were subtley on display in his car. His music taste was clearly defined through the CDs that he had in a compartment under the radio. He had an old high school baseball cap that was on the dashboard on the passenger side with the name "Bradshaw" embroidered on the back.

There was a picture of a small bonde boy with a blonde woman and a man who looked a lot like him, taped to the glass behind the steering wheel where the spedometer was.

He glanced over you, a small smile taking over his face, "I was planning to take you to this little Italian restaurant that I love, been going there since I was really small."

You dropped your jaw in mock offense.

"What?" His laughter cut through his confusion at the look on your face.

"You're not going to cook for me? I can't believe this," you teased, crossing your arms in front of your chest.

"Oh my Lord," He chuckled and shook his head, "I certainly can, but the best thing I can make is macaroni and cheese from a box."

He smiled brighter as your laugh filled the car, growing over the sound of the music that was playing from the speakers.

"That's ok," you told him, "I'm just going to be disappointed for the rest of the evening." Your smile and shining eyes communicating the exact opposite to him.

"I'll endeavor to make it up to you, Ma'am," he told you, a bit of his accent peaking through.

"I look forward to it, Mister."

He parked the car in front of the restaurant, rushing out a quick, "Wait!" when you tried to open your door.

He ran to the your side, opening the door with a flourish.

Bradley escorted you inside, waving at the hostess as he led you to a table on the back patio that overlooked the beach. He pushed in your chair as you sat down before getting comfortable in the seat across from you.

"This a cute place," you told him, as you took the menu that he extended to you.

He nodded, "Yeah, it's been here for a really long time, but it has some of the best food in California."

The waitress came over to take your order and left the two of you to yourselves after pouring a glass of wine for each of you.

"I didn't realize that you knew Penny so well," He commented.

You nodded, swirling the red liquid in it's glass. "She and my Dad grew up together," you explained, "She stepped in to help him raise me after my Mom died and then again when my Dad passed."

His eyebrows raised and he leaned towards you across the table, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to bring up a hard topic-"

"No, you're fine," You interrupted, "I like talking about them."

Bradley relaxed and his eyes watched the waves for a minute before coming back to focus on you.

"How old were you when they passed, if you don't mind me asking?" He asked.

"I never really met my mom, she died a few days after she gave birth to me due to some birth complications. I did know my Dad, pretty well actually. He was my best friend, but he was died of cancer a few years back," you told him. "Why do you ask?"

"I lost both of my parents as well, my Dad when I was a kid and Mom just before I went into the Navy," he explained.

You crossed your legs and grabbed your wine off of the table. "Yeah, it sucks," you told him, bluntly.

He gave a loud laugh, "Yes, it does."

You observed him for a minute, letting yourself drink him in. Bradley eminated a warmth that made everything around him glow golden, but he seemed completely unaware of his impact.

You'd seen countless men and women turn to watch him when he walked by, he made kids laugh, and held polite interactions with everyone he came across. You hadn't known him long, but you wanted to keep him around.

"So," you started, giving him a mischievous smile, "Why Rooster?"

Bradley rolled his eyes, "It's literally so stupid."

You leaned forward across the table, eyes lighting in excitement as a broad smile took over your face. "You have to tell me now!" You laughed.

He gave a mock-groan, running his hand through his hair. "I grew up as an only child my whole life and my Mom's room was on the other side of the house so she never heard me in the morning."

"Oh, no," you giggled.

He nodded, grinning sheepishly, "Yeah, so for the first little while that I was sharing room's with people, when I woke up I was super loud and woke everyone up. They started calling me Rooster because I sort of became everyone's live-in alarm."

Your hand came up to cover your mouth as you laughed at his blushing face from the unfortunate scenario surrounding his callsign.

The rest of your dinner passed by much faster than you would've liked, but it was full of laughter and conversation that let you get to know who Bradley was one-on-one.

He swiped the check off of the table before you had a chance to grab it, though you tried and did a victory dance at his success.

"I don't want to go home yet," You told him as he led you out of the restaurant's front doors.

"I don't want to take you home yet," his hand was clasped tightly in yours and he used it to drag you away from his car, further down the street.

"Where are we going?" You asked, breathless from laughing.

He shot you a gorgeous smile over his shoulder, "You'll see in a second."

He led you to a pier that extended into the ocean, walking all the way down it revealed an old, beat up piano.

"There's no way that still works," You said in disbelief.

He shrugged, "It doesn't sound as good as the one at the Hard Deck, but it plays."

He sat down on the bench, pulling you down to sit next to him. Just over the top of it you could see the ocean stretching on to the horizon. The water reflected the shining stars and the full moon that was providing the light for Bradley as he rested his fingers on the keys.

"You bring all of your dates here," you asked, trying to break some of the tension.

He shook his head, eyes full of honesty,"'Only you so far, Little Lady."

He played a chord and strings of the piano struggled to get the note out, but it rang out into the air.

"Any requests?" He asked, turning to look at you.

You shook your head, "Play whatever you want."

You giggled as he started to play "At Last" by Etta James, his voice echoing down the pier.

You rested your head on his shoulder and let him sing for you.

His voice wasn't perfect and he couldn't remember all of the words but when he finished you were certain that it was the most perfect song you'd ever experienced.

"Beautiful," you told him, raising your head to meet his eyes.

"I sure think so," he said, his warm brown eyes gazing intently into yours.

You could feel your heart pounding in your chest as his hand left the piano keys to cup your cheek. His skin was rough but you enjoyed the sensation as it slid across your face.

He cleared his throat, "Would it be alri-"

You weren't sure where your confidence came from, but you interrupted him and leaned forward to capture his lips with your own.

He responded quickly, his other arm moving to pull you closer into him. His lips were warm and you could taste the wine from dinner on them.

Where your hand rested on his chest you could feel his heart pounding and you felt yourself relax, knowing that you had a similar affect on him that he had on you.

He pulled away and rested his forehead on yours, "I've only been on one date with you, but I'm pretty sure that you've ruined me for anyone else."

You leaned closer to capture his lips one more time, "Looks like we're even."

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