I Think More Men Should Be Sluts. You Should Tell All Your Friends That Are Men To Put On Slutty Little

My oil painting of Popeyes

My only aspiration in life is to be so unsettling that middle schoolers everywhere lay eyes upon me and are forced to write a Creepypasta in my honor.

does anyone wanna hold hands until we feel a little braver

Doomed straights

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Bruce picked up a bit of a British dialect from being raised by Alfred. It's not usually noticeable, but sometimes he slips up and uses Britishisms and phrases that Alfred used to.

people who don't experience hyperfixation don't know what it feels like to hyperfixate so much on something that it becomes not only your subject of obsession but also your source of happiness and literally the main reason why you still keep going; literal source of strength and life.

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My personal headcanon:

When Cecil moves to the GDA, he meets the OG Donald and they kind of hit it off. It starts as a friends with benefits stress relief sort of thing (Cecil is a grumpy old gay man and he hates connection because it gives people leverage over him), but eventually Donald forced Cecil to confront his actual feelings for him. They start this whole secret relationship, and just when Cecil is starting to truly let his guard down, Donald dies. And then he's brought back as a robot. And Cecil is like "okay, cool, my boyfriend is back, we can continue as normal" and quickly realizes that Donald doesn't have his memory back. And Cecil starts spiraling. I mean, he's distancing himself as much as possible, he's throwing himself into work, he isn't sleeping, you get the picture. And Donald 2.0 is worried about his boss. He steps into a caretaker sort of role, trying to get Cecil to stop being a stubborn dick and actually take care of himself. Cecil decides to try again, because if he couldn't have Donald 1.0 back, maybe a fresh start will be fine. And so Cecil and Donald 2.0 get together. And then Donald dies. Again. When Donald 3.0 shows up, Cecil hardens his heart and refuses to try. He doesn't reciprocate any moves Donald makes on him, he acts strictly professionally. And for every version of Donald since, he keeps it steadfastly platonic, if he even lets him close enough to be friends. And still, nobody knows what the fuck is going on between them except for Cecil.

Somebody has to hear me out on Cecil X Donald.

Coworkers to lovers. Amnesia trope (sort of). And the ANGST? Oh, the angst would be crazy.

Like what do you MEAN you keep having to watch your partner die, and then you have to wipe his memory again and again? What do you MEAN he's not going to remember what you meant to him when he comes back, but he's going to fall for you again and again? What do you MEAN you have to decide whether to try again, knowing how it will end, or deny your heart and do the job? What do you MEAN-