#brons brain

[endlesslytired]

made more

Plus have a probably completely gonna be trashed on by cannon love for the idea of Silverwing Bronya and HoRB Seele still being a thing together. Like let the gamer CEO lady have her mystical spirit wife.

[cgspirl]

Miles Bron: Motherfucker Unlimited

(MAJOR SPOILERS FOR 'GLASS ONION' [2022])

I know that the whole point of 'Glass Onion' is that it isn't complex and that Miles Bron is a fucking idiot, but there is one thing about him that makes him fucking fascinating: his self-awareness about his own situation.

Now I know, I know: it's Miles Bron. The Elon Musk allegory of the fucking century. What on God's green earth am I fucking talking about?

All I ask is that you hear me out.

This is the original rant I went on, posted to Discord (similarly to my Antlers Holst post, which is still apparently a hit with the gays /posi):

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Now, to expand on the original rant:

Come back to the scene between Bron and Blanc in the Onion where Bron talks about the bar itself, the Glass Onion (quoted below).

Bron: "Oh, Andi."

Blanc: "Yes, Andi."

Bron: "Andi used to tell me the truth. Nobody does that now. It's all just fake smiles and agendas and people wanting what they think they're owed. Hating you when you don't give it to them because that's what you're there for."

It's in this moment that Miles Bron solidifies his character to the audience: he is very aware of what his purpose is in this group of "Disruptors" - the benefactor. But here's the major kicker: he doesn't fucking want to be.

Helen describes later that no one in the original friend group liked Miles until things started happening for all of them: dreams thought to be long dead now beyond anything any of them could've fucking imagined.

Now, yes, Miles is a hypocrite: you could say his speech in the shadows to Blanc is very much hypocritcal because it's essentially a mirror to what happened to Andi: Miles taking Alpha from her because he felt he was owed the power to pump all the company's resources into Klear.

But, and for just a moment, consider: Miles is aware he's a hypocrite. Maybe logically he's a fucking idiot but I fully speculate that he is very aware of the fact that he is not Andi, no matter how much he fucking wants to be. He knows he's an idiot, but he plays so hard into the fallacy that he isn't that he just believes it now.

But somewhere, in the back of his mind, he knows. He knows that he can never be Andi, and that none of the Disruptors even fucking like him without Andi around.

And the best part? The funniest fucking part of this whole shebang?It's all his own fucking fault. It's his own fucking fault and all he's done is make it worse because he doesn't have the fucking capabilities to be original; to think of something genuinely complex that could possibly get him out of the hole he dug himself into because of his own hubris and selfishness.

And that is what makes him so fucking interesting: the emotional self-awareness of Miles Bron. Logically? Yes, he's a bumbling fucking idiot, an absolute moron. Emotionally? It's like willingly tangling yourself in a spider's web. He's horrible and terrible and I truly believe he's extremely aware of that fact, and just pretends that it's not like that at all. That he's beloved by all, but most of all by those he considers closest to him.

TL;DR: Miles Bron my fucking abhorrently belovedly beloathed <3

[hychlorions]

okay but if they're gonna do knives out 3 there should be an ace attorney reference like there was for among us

give us blanc and philip wedding bands like we got the benoit bathing suit in among us as a promo

the way you said wedding bands right after "ace attorney reference." are you suggesting they own the narumitsu wedding rings. hello?????

[indighostt]

Okay but look at the last names of Andi and Miles, Brand and Bron, when you say it fast it sounds like Brain and Brawn,,, Andi who achieved things through her intelligence and Miles who achieved things through force.

[fangirlofallthefandoms]

I am going to be super suspicious of the Marvel superhero actor in the next Knives Out movie

[aparticularbandit]

How you know Miles is THE rich asshole right off the bat: dude has that huge painting of himself in the dining/living room. Like honestly, the only people in movies who do that tend to be egotistic assholes.

...or part of a royal family, but there's usually an overlap.

[goldenworldsabound]

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[nebulous-c]

Idk if anyone cares, but if people start shipping Lionel and Miles together please let the ship name be Brains and Bron

[timeandspacelord]

You know, for a man with a hero complex, Aleksander Morozova sure is good at being his own goddamn villain

[mattellaneous]

Tag Drop: Benoit Edition

[solar-throne]

"Damn it, what'd you do?" Russ typed something into his wrist pad. The nanobots shifted from the pack to form over the boy's eyes into a pair of goggles.

"Dude, how many more forms does this thing got?" Kash asked as he turned to face Russ in time to see him round a corner.

"A few, but I'm still working out the bugs on the others. Yours should be enough to see through the dark, I'm having D.A.I.S.Y. run through the nearby system looking for any heat signatures or abnormalities." He explained as he pulled up the map D.A.I.S.Y. had gathered from what was left on the receptionist computer.

"Aren't the lights supposed to give the pets cover?"

"Yeah, from us, whoever ran this place wouldn't be stupid enough to let them roam completely free without some way to track them. Come on this way."

"They sounded pretty confident over message, makes you kinda curious on what they got going...."

"Not curious enough."

"We're not going to fight it?"

"Nah, we came for information."

"Oh, so we're just going to let someone else deal with it?" Kash tilted his head as he stopped behind Russ in one of the meeting rooms. Without a second thought, he laced his fingers together, giving Russ the boost he needed to reach the air vent above them.

"Yup." Russ nodded as he popped the cover of the vent off before hoisting himself in. He turned, offering a hand to pull Kash up. "It's almost like that one Nivis job, but underwater and with weird monsters."

"Oh, so nothing like the Nivis job?" Kash teased as he pulled the vent cover back into place.

Russ typed a different protocol in for D.A.I.S.Y. before he began to lead the way through the vent, making far less noise than one would expect from the two jokesters. It was clear this wasn't their first time using an air duct to sneak around. With Russ's direction, it didn't take them long to pop out of an I conspicuous room in the 2nd ring.

"You think boss is worried?" Kash asked as he snooped around the room for anything of note while Russ had D.A.I.S.Y. work on their next route as he worked on one of the doors.

"Nah, it's been like what? 20 minutes at most."

[mpregemiledurkheim]

this painting looks like claude tousignant's stuff a little but i don't think it's by him

[sirensea14]

The Hour of Joy❌

The Hour of SLAY✅💅💅💅💅💅✨✨

Round 1💅💅

Idea: Huggy and boxy are drag queens (huggy is monroe inspired XD), 1006 be ariana grande, MLL a gambler and catnap's a pole dancer😆 oh fuck this is a load of bullshit.... (Catnap's hanging on a pole offscreen btw....) Huggy monroe's right hand is so broken :(((

Round 2💅💅

Bron the goth queen💅💅💅 (even tho his makeup isnt black lol)

Round 3💅💅💅

(note: these are their bigger bodies version, not the ruined mini critter ones lol)

This meme was on tiktok but it only featured Huggy in a red dress. Now i drew all of them as slayable monsters💅💅💅✨

Provide your own bleach, i already used them all for my eyes and brain

[str4ngr]

So don't know if you do school au's or not but this is for your 800 followers prompt board.May ask this with other fandoms

Fluff 2. bully x nerd

headcanon or ramble of your thoughts whatever works for you

But if it could be with the twist of the reader being the bully. More of the smart, manipulative, sit back and watch "If I have other people to do my dirty work, why get my hands dirty myself?(⁠｡⁠•̀⁠ᴗ⁠-⁠)⁠✧" Type. Y'know

Maybe runs a delinquent gang korac (korack?spelling's hard) or 141. ¯⁠\⁠(⁠°⁠_⁠o⁠)⁠/⁠¯ idk feel free to take and leave what you want.

Character ideas:

Teacher's pet/nerd!Kyle who reader "asks"orders to let them see there notes after class behind the school "I wanna see how the top of the class organized all that info into one sheet of paper🥺", only too burn it in front of him with a lighter. later rubbing it in once the next test scores come through with a disappointing look from mr.price and a 67 return grade.

Dumb jock!Johnny who reader calls "soap" because he needs a bath.

Quiet kid!Simon that is as important as a ghost in the day time, Aka not.(To reader at least)

Pushover!könig that reader makes do all their heavy lifting bc "I'm the brain an your the bron, you'd be nowhere without me🤭"

History teacher!Mr.Price that can't prove that it's reader that is pulling the strings behind that sweet model student mask they put on.

I just need more mean reader 😭. Maybe reader find it amusing that someone like them is able to be picked on and that's why they bully them.

Have a lovely rest of your day

your majesty.

t.f.141 & könig. | my drug, my addiction.

cw: suggestive[?], obsession, foul language, age difference, mentions of bullying/hazing, college au, gn! reader. wc: 812. notes: kind of not x reader, idk. this is longgggg. also idk how to resolve this so it's like lowkey mid-story type shit. not proofread.

being the ball and staff holder of your little college was real fun. no body here really cared for your classes or your degrees, besides, going to those parties with too much alcohol and only one drinker, circulating those bloody-face pictures, and sending dares through burners, was far, far, more worth while.

professor price

obvi gonna make this a college au

i think his first instinct would to go after your underlings/ the physical perpetrators.

he wouldnt be able to catch them without evidence, but he would keep a close eye.

he observes them during any class he lectures of can sneak into but doesnt notice a direct connection between the victims and the bullies. many were in different classes, majors, floors, buildings, but there was always someone.

you.

attractive, intelligent, and charismatic, the idea of you being associated with this vicious bullying left a bitter stain on his tongue. but price couldnt deny it. you were always there. never missed a day of class, never missed a beat in taking your usual seat in the lecture hall of neither the front not back.

price goes home that day with a tug of war on his mind. he wasnt sure what to do. he could say, yes, you were there, but you werent when kyle was dragged to the back hallway.

he became almost obsessed, enthralled by the idea of, maybe, just maybe. it was a hard game.

you grinned to yourself as you stared at the newly "earned" money in your hands. you grinned knowing 'your' top grades were yours. you grinned because someone noticed, and now it was all the more fun. it was a long, long stretch. a bloody dance of two double-edged swords fighting for a purpose of neither justice or protection. truly just the adrenaline.

kiss-ass kyle.

kyle was almost helpless at the sidelines, chased down, mocked, and cheated.

"kyle, your grades have been falling, is there anything you want to talk about?"

you grinned when you heard prices voice from behind the ajar door, where he and kyle stood, revising kyle's most recent test scores.

top of class to barely passing?

price couldn't believe it. it was out of character for one of his best students to be spiraling down so rapidly.

"no, i'll do better."

he didn't.

you're staring at the way prices lips twitch into a frown, eyes flat as he hands kyle his paper. upside down.

lacky könig & toy johnny.

when könig first transferred to your college, it was awkward. how does someone with such a thick accent integrate to the cliquiest college? how but then such a sweet, beautiful, top student greet him, welcomes him with open arms

he was a lost puppy, following you without a leash, hearts in his eyes as he grabs another annoying rugby player.

your silky voice ringing in his ear,

"koko? do me a favor, make sure that soap kid doesn't come near me again?"

he didn't even need you to negotiate, he nodded, heavy stature shoving poor johnny against the brick wall of a far away storage building.

könig's imaginary tail wags behind him as he showed you a photo of beaten and pulped johnny,

"told him to never even look at you again!" his gruff voice would mutter, eyes brightening as you whisper,

"good boy."

johnny really became a toy after that. clueless and submissive to your insults as you berate him after each gym class, rolling oyur eyes in objective disgust while looking him up and down,

"sad the only clean part about you is the fact i call you 'soap', now fuck off, you're making it hard to breathe."

silent simon.

why bother with him.

simon was quiet, always.

so to you, he was really nothing more than a stick on the road that you had to run over.

and snap.

of course, it was easy. he didn't whine, hiss, growl. i imagine that he was lanky, tall, but skinny. and of course, when you see such an easy target, who are you not to take it?

you decided having könig be the one to break him wouldn't be any fun, but watching as the guy who already struggled with having any social life slowly get pushed farther and father into isolation?

now that was fun.

first you took his dumb himbo friend johnny, who was beat to a pulp, and told it was all simons fault.

dumb dog never spoke to him, and how fun it was to watch simon stare from afar as one of his only friends left him to eat lunch by himself.

next was kyle, who was kind enough to help simon with their history class.

"Kyle, keep talking to that hoodie kid, and i'll make sure the only thing that's ruined isn't just your grades."

You smile as kyle urgently responds to the texts in desperate pleas and promises to never speak to him. He didn't know it was you, but he did know you would follow through with your words.

notes: ughhh i hope i did this rq properly especially because i took so long on itt. sorry for taking so long, i was kind of struggling with how to portray each character in a cohesive setting.

[whereismywizardhat]

Saw Glass Onion, and I cannot help but think about what the movie is trying to say.

Spoilers Ahead, you have been warned

The most obvious (and considering how November went in the year 2022) is the dismantling of the myth of the Tech Billionaire.  Miles Bron is a obvious Musk/Zuckerburg stand-in, with the former’s charisma and energy industry connections and the later’s assorted former business partners.

Miles surrounds himself with “The Disrupters” aka the shitheads.  Lionel the engineer, Duke the alt-right troll, Claire the politician, and Birdie the fashion model.  Science, Media, Politics, and Entertainment, four pillars of society each dependent on the smooth talking grifter with the pile of money for their own continued success.  Like with Knives Out, the politics of the four doesn’t particularly matter: Claire is mentioned to be a liberal politician, while Duke’s MRA talking points barely can escape his garage without being called out by his mother and Birdie mindlessly repeats slurs on social media with such regularity her assistant micromanages her phone.  Class solidarity matters more, 5% will protect the 1%.

Miles surrounds himself with these people, but he has no loyalty to them.  He powers his home with an unstable energy source that his engineer is sure is dangerous (because it’s hydrogen, the most explosive element), he has already convinced the politician to back his dangerous energy source, he assists the far right media guy in getting a new platform but does not platform him on his own network, and he intends to allow the fashionista to take the fall for their sweatshops.  

Coming out in a year where we have watched billionaires throw good money after bad in such ventures as “Worse VR Chat” and “Let’s Burn the Bird Site to the Ground”, it has never been more obvious the mediocrity of tech billionaires.  And here comes Glass Onion, which presents it’s Ersatz Zucker-musk as the most mediocre of them all: seemingly only having the talent to steal ideas from others and force others to repackage them.  A man so utterly devoid of creativity or talent that naturally everyone thinks of him as a genius.  A Cave Johnson level Moron.

The fifth guest, Andi, Mile’s former partner, represents Business but she’s also a black woman who was the true brains behind the operation, and thus was first discredited then murdered.  The Andi we meet is actually her school teacher twin sister, Helen.  Education, another pillar, and notably the only one is not beholden to Miles.  Tech Billionaires aren’t even beholden to Capitalism, but they are beholden to people educated enough to see through their snake oil.

And finally there is Benoit Blanc, our beloved detective.  He represent justice (notably, not the police), and notably while he solves the crime he cannot touch Miles.  White Privileged Billionaires never have to worry about Justice reaching them, they are insulated from it.  The only thing he can do is encourage Helen.

And Helen burns it all down.  No justice can be extracted from Billionaires, but we can burn their houses down, their own hubris practically guarantees that they will have left fuel everywhere.  After all, they are morons.

[sydsaint]

I might be kind of obsessed with him lately.

Summary: The reader and her tag partner Tiffany Straton have a difference of opinion when it comes to newbie Lexis King.

"I still can't believe that Fallon made you much out those nasty horse stalls." You snicker at Tiffany as the two of you make your way across the parking lot. "I swear I can still smell it on you." You crinkle your nose jokingly. 

"Ew! YN, don't even joke like that!" Tiffany whines. "I showered like five times after I was done!" She insists. "Fallon is seriously crazy. She said that she actually enjoyed doing manual labor." She whispers the words like they're a slur. 

Your nose crinkles for real this time and you sneer. "Ew, as if!" 

"Right?" Tiffany agrees. "Girls like us are to pretty to work." She flips her perfectly curled hair over her shoulder. 

"You know it." You giggle and twirl your hair between your fingers with a grin. 

You and Tiffany head inside the building and waste no time going to your shared locker room. The two of you are passing through the main backstage area when Lexis King appears in front of you. 

"Ladies." Lexis grins at you both, an air of self-entitlement about him. 

"Lexis." Tiffany turns her nose up at King. 

You roll your eyes playfully at Tiffany's immediate dismissal of King. "Hey, Lexis." You offer him a flirty smile. 

King immediately turns his attention to you since Tiffany obviously isn't going to give him the time of day. "YN! Where are you ladies headed off to?" He asks you. 

"Back to the locker rooms to get ready for the show." You answer him, twirling a strand of hair in your hand. "Tiff and I have a tag match against those losers Lola Vice and Elektra Lopez." You explain. 

"Well you definitely look ready to me." Lexis chuckles, showing no shame in raking his eyes over your body. 

You roll your eyes at the cheap line he's throwing at you. "Smooth, Romeo." You laugh. 

"Ugh! Come on, YN!" Tiffany scoffs and grabs ahold of your hand to drag you off. "You just seriously bombed buddy." She informs Lexis matter-of-factly. "So we'll be going." 

"See you later, YN." Lexis nods and steps back to let you and Tiffany pass. "Be seeing you around babe." He winks as Tiffany drags you off. 

Tiffany lets her death grip on your arm free only when you are safely in the locker room. She lets your arm go and you rub the red spot from where she was dragging you by. 

"That was kind of harsh, don't you think, Tiff?" You ask Tiffany, watching as she makes a b-line for her vanity against the wall. 

"Umm, no." Tiffany replies dryly. "That guy is a loser, YN. Come on." She insists. 

You roll your eyes playfully and walk over to the other vanity so you can fix your hair and makeup for the show. "I like him." You admit and pick up your hairbrush. "He's cute! And his hair? I love a man that takes care of his hair." 

"Ew, YN." Tiffany sneers. "You can do so much better, girl." She assures you. "I thought you had a thing for Carmelo? Or was it Trick?" She asks you. 

"It was Carmelo." You answer her. "But Trick is super hot too. He just started dating Lash though. And I'm pretty sure Melo has a new girl now." You explain. 

Tiffany grabs her curler off the vanity and shrugs. "So? If they just started dating then what's the harm. They can't be that serious yet." She grins. 

"Tiffany!" You laugh. "Say what you want, girl. But I don't go after dudes in relationships. Not my style." You remind her. 

"Suit yourself, girl." Tiffany shrugs. "You know, Bron and Cora broke up last month." She flashes a teasing smile at you. "And I know you think Bron is super hunky." 

You pick up your makeup bag and open it up to retrieve your foundation and concealer. "And you don't?" You ask Tiffany. "And you I don't have taste." You joke. "Besides. Bron has never shown any interest in me. I guess all those muscles can't make up for poor taste and no brains huh?"

Tiffany snickers and agrees with you. The two of you finish getting your hair and makeup ready for the show then switch to changing into your ring gear. You tie up your boots while Tiffany admires her reflection in the mirror. 

"I think I want a set of green gear next." You comment casually. 

"Green?" Tiffany sneers. "Ew." 

You roll your eyes and walk over to the door. "I like green." You remind her. "Come on. Let's head down to the ring and get this match over with already." 

Tiffany stops admiring herself in the mirror and the two of you head out and down to the ring. You do your Buff Barbie's entrance, aka the name of your tag team with Tiffany. And then hop in the ring with her to wait for your opponents. 

Lola and Elektra come out and the match gets underway. You and Tiffany work together and you pull Lola up for a pin at the end of the match. The bell rings and you celebrate with Tiffany before the two of you head up the ramp and backstage again. 

"Whew! That was easy." You gloat on your way up the ramp. "Did you see the look on Lola's face when I rolled her up? Priceless!" You laugh. 

"I know!" Tiffany laughs with you. "Her and Elektra are such losers." She snickers. 

You and Tiffany step through the curtain into the backstage are and you spot Lexis hanging around on the other side of the room. Tiffany audibly groans at your side when you eye King up. 

"YN, don't even." Tiffany complains. 

"I'll meet you back at the locker room, Tiff." You pat her arm with a grin before you walk off. "Lexis! You stalking me now?" You tease King as you walk over to him. 

Lexis chuckles at your little quip and stops leaning against the wall. "Stalking you, princess? Please. I know better." He insists. "I've got a match against that new Chase University twink in a few minutes." 

"Riley Osborne?" You reply. "Thea's new obsession?" You snicker. "He's a loser just like her and the rest of Chase U. Should be an easy win for you." 

"Oh it'll be a breeze, princess. Trust me." Lexis nods. "You should hang out and watch the match. I guarantee it'll be entertaining. For you  anyway." He offers. 

You turn and look back at Tiffany, but she's already gone back to the locker room. So you turn back to Lexis with a grin and nod. "Alright. Let's see what you've got, King." 

Lexis grins and heads out to the ring for his match. You hang around backstage and watch his match as promised. Lexis parades around and shows off his entire match with poor Riley. He pulls a win against Osborne then heads backstage again to greet you. 

"Well? What did you think?" Lexis saunters over to you once he's through the curtain. 

"You were alright I guess." You shrug with a cheeky grin. 

Lexis laughs, perfectly aware that you're teasing him. "Nah, you were impressed." He insists. "I can tell by the way you're looking at me." 

"Oh?" You reply. "Alright, you might of impressed me a little. Just a little though." You insist.

"How about we meet up after the show? I'd love to buy you a drink." Lexis offers. 

You bounce on your heels and think about how much Tiffany is going to complain if she finds out you're about to get drinks with this guy. "As long as you're paying." You finally answer him after a minute. "I'll meet up with you in the parking lot after the show." 

"I'm looking forward to it, princess." Lexis nods and walks off. 

You watch Lexis walk off before you also head back to the locker room. You know that Tiffany is going to be on you about Lexis when you get back. So you brace yourself for that. But it'll all be worth it when you're out getting free drinks with your new beau.