#I need a system of categorizing headcanons

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I’m so fascinated by your version of Viktor, I love reading about him in your posts . do you have any more headcanons to share ?

Thank you Anon, sorry it took me so long to reply! This ask is from 26th of December 2024.

I do! I have a mountain of headcanons that were made for the purpose of telling a complete character arc for him in Becoming the Herald comic. Here are some of them.

Viktor felt pretty bad for not fulfilling his father's hopes of following in his footsteps and going into medicine. His father was a surgeon in Zaun's state hospital. It's not that medicine didn't interest Viktor, it's just that techmaturgy always interested him way more. When the whole PhD fiasco happened and Pididly stole the credit while other professors and his colleagues kept silent and refused to lift a finger, when he fell into depression he ended up questioning if he had made the right choice at all going into techmaturgy. Viktor's auto-amputations and merging with his work is also in some part him reclaiming his father's legacy.

He participated in the student protests in Zaun that resulted in elections and many brand new ministers being chosen in the city-state; Zaun is in a unique political system where ministers do not have to be from the same ruling coalition. Viktor invested a lot of his time and energy into the protests (which later on caused him to be deeply disappointed when he saw the system which had apparently been changed, still be terribly unjust towards him.) This happened when he was third year at College of Techmaturgy and was just one of the factors that prolongued his study. He was at CoT for a decade! (And I assure you, this idea completely predates the student protests that are actually taking place in my country right now, I swear. I manifested this or something)

As you could find on his character page on my blog, Viktor has a driving licence of A and B category, but his motorbike is still parked in his parents' garage, gathering dust. You'll have to imagine an appropriate bike design that would fit Zaun's dieselpunk-electric aesthetic for now though! Despite this, he likes public transit because it allows time for sight-seeing and thinking without the stress of driving. He was never a daredevil-type biker, but far from a terrible one. It was more like a pony that rich parents buy for their little prince. (Jesus, what am I writing XD)

Viktor is an anxious person, yet he never shares the burden of that anxiety with others. He overcomes it internally alone and doesn't let it prevent him from working. He used to be more talkative when he was younger - the trauma did a huge number on him and made him much more short on words, sarcastic and sour. This just means that he would again gradually become very talkative if he connected with someone he trusted, especially on subjects that interest him. One of characteristics of talking to him is that it can be felt that he listens to what the other person is saying with complete attention. He doesn't invade people's personal space, unless they're his friends. And he hasn't had friends in a long time.

Viktor values his hair greatly and considers it one of the symbols of his masculinity. He pays attention to other people's hairstyles and how well they wear them/execute them. If he doesn't like someone, all the chances are he will first insult their hair, then their intellect. He uses hair wax. (I made sure to check this with more than one source ok guys, men with similar hairstyles confirmed they use hair wax so the case is closed!!!)

[kururreal]

“textbook definition of unhealthy relationships and codependence, the sinner needs the saint like one needs air to breathe.”

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synopsis: you’re a new villain in to town. your villain motivations? to make the world lazier. “Hardworking people deserve a break too!” you said when you decided to be a villain.

notes: when you have a banger idea but you’re too shy to request it so you decided to lock in and write it yourself

BRUCE WAYNE / BATMAN :

You, the villain, are unassuming, quiet, playful, and not at all threatening in the traditional sense.

Your ideology?

“Hardworking people deserve rest too.”

That’s it. That’s the threat. That’s the infection.

You're not inciting a rebellion. You’re not taking over Gotham.

You're breaking the tempo.

And Bruce, who has survived purely because of his rhythm, his need to act, to control, to do, doesn’t even know why you bother him so much.

You don’t interrupt his work.

You exist beside it.

And that’s worse.

He doesn’t stalk you.

He doesn’t collect data.

He doesn’t care about you as a person.

What he does is this:

Every time you do something visible, Bruce makes himself forget it.

He catalogs the moment. names, actions, timestamp, visuals.. and then buries it in the Batcomputer under a false keyword, as if tucking away a dead language no one speaks.

Why?

Because something in him knows that if he integrates you, your ideas will change him.

And he cannot change.

So instead, he creates a personal information void around you.

He’s aware of you, sure. But vaguely. He reduces you to fog.

He sees the effects of your actions. lower hospitalizations, spontaneous street naps, people smiling on buses, and each time, instead of analyzing it, he tells himself:

“I must have missed something. That can’t be related.”

You’re a file he deliberately misfiles every single time.

He doesn’t think you’re evil.

He doesn’t even think you’re dangerous.

What you are to him is nonfunctional.

You don’t fit in the machine of Gotham, and yet, you don’t break it either.

That’s what bothers him.

You’re like a light in the Cave that flickers at random. Not bright. Not broken. Just irregular.

And Bruce can’t abide irregularity.

You don’t behave like a threat.

You behave like something Gotham didn’t ask for, didn’t want, but didn’t reject.

And so in his mind, you become a corrupted file.

He won’t delete you.

But he won’t access you either.

He won’t say your name out loud.

He won’t acknowledge your philosophy as real.

He will let you float in a corner of his mind like a half-erased name on a gravestone.

not possession, not violence, not protection.

It’s refusal.

You become the one thing he cannot categorize, assimilate, or dominate. and so his mind begins to loop, stall, fracture around you like code that can’t compile.

He doesn’t shift the world around you.

He shifts his perception of the world so it doesn’t include you.

And that is how he obsesses.

He spends energy every day not thinking about you.

He spends time burying every sign of your ideology beneath noise.

He sees the results of your actions and thinks, “That must be someone else.”

You have become a ghost in his operating system.

And no matter how much he pretends otherwise, he leaves a space for you in the back of his mind. a blank, untouched memory folder that he checks and forgets and checks again.

Over and over.

“Must’ve been the wind” aahhh 🥀🥀

Batman’s brand of platonic yandere here is based not on holding you close, but on keeping you mentally un-formed. The obsession lives in how hard he works to push you out of the framework of his reality, and how much space that act starts to take up inside him.

Think:

“If I look at this thing directly, I might change in a way I can’t reverse. So instead, I’ll trap it in the periphery of my mind and patrol that space every night like a prison guard.”

He’s not protecting you. He’s protecting himself from what knowing you would do to him.

And that’s what makes it yandere. because the compulsion wins anyway.

You become a phantom entry in every report.

He avoids naming you, but you’re in every system, just buried, twisted, refracted.

He avoids thinking of your ideology, but it echoes in his decisions.

He avoids, avoids, avoids! but builds a structure of constant micro-management around the avoidance.

Which is obsession.

When he feels anything about you, he instinctively redirects it.

He feels intrigued → labels it “threat curiosity.”

He feels admiration → labels it “disinformation alert.”

He feels challenged → labels it “cognitive tension.”

He feels something like envy → shuts the thought down completely.

He has trained himself to treat emotion like misinformation.

So anything that comes from you is automatically re-routed into threat analysis, system hygiene, containment strategy. no matter how unrelated.

But the mental effort to keep doing that, day after day?

It’s a mental shrine he doesn’t realize he’s kneeling at.

On paper, he doesn’t care.

In his mind, he’s neutral. Unmoved. Not curious.

But the reality?

He’s built an entire moral firewall around you.

He won’t speak about you aloud.

He won’t let others mention you. (Someone brings you up once. Bruce doesn’t look at them and says “Irrelevant.” Conversation ends.)

He doesn’t allow you to become a symbol, but doesn’t allow you to disappear either.

He refuses to define your motivations. but never stops cataloguing them.

He convinces himself you’re just another anomaly.

But he checks for your presence like people check for ghosts. subtly, religiously, never admitting they believe.

He is obsessed in the most existential way.

Not because he wants to own you.

Not because he wants to protect you.

But because you are the only thing he cannot assimilate into his mental universe, and instead of confronting that?

He builds an invisible mausoleum to you in his psyche.

And guards it.

For years.

He isn’t trying to break you or save you. He’s trying to neutralize your presence in his mental ecosystem… and failing.

And because he fails, he’s doomed to orbit you in silence, forever maintaining a structure whose entire purpose is to pretend you aren’t there.

And that’s obsession. That’s love twisted beyond recognition. That’s yandere.

He has built you a throne by refusing to look at it.

Forget usual tropes for a sec. Strip it to its bones.

At its deepest level, yandere means: an overwhelming, irrational fixation on a person

That fixation overrides normal logic or self-control. the individual builds their world around the target. emotionally, physically, mentally. often, the fixation is masked under something else: love, logic, concern, etc.

Yandere doesn’t have to mean “I’ll kill for you” or “You’re mine.”

It just has to mean:

“You exist inside my head constantly and I cannot, will not, let you go. even if I pretend I already have.”

Instead of confronting how you disturb his inner world, Batman builds a system of false neutrality to protect himself from what you represent.

That system is a mental fortress he has to: Maintain daily, monitor constantly, patch every time you appear in the news, a file, a video feed

That’s not analysis.

That’s ritual.

He isn’t simply keeping tabs on you.

He is spending psychic energy to remove you from reality, over and over, because even acknowledging your presence honestly risks destabilizing the framework of who he is.

That’s obsession.

your ideology, your message, “hardworking people deserve rest too”, haunts him.

Why?

Because it presents a world that could have existed if he hadn’t become Batman.

A world without brutal endurance.

A world where people don’t have to suffer to be good.

A world that would have told a young Bruce Wayne: “You can stop now. You don’t have to carry all of this alone.”

That phantom world becomes his obsession.

You’re just the vessel… or avatar of it.

So he locks you, and that world, in a cold vault in his brain labeled “Irrelevant.”

And yet he checks that vault every night.

That’s not indifference. that’s yandere.

MOST yandere want to control the person directly.

Bruce wants to control his mental exposure to you.

He designs internal systems to minimize your impact.

He flags your files as “non-priority” even when he knows they’re not.

He gaslights his own mind, mentally replacing your name with a symbol or error code.

This isn’t disinterest. This is meticulous anti-engagement.

You don’t get this level of anti-contact unless someone is emotionally overwhelmed and trying to stabilize.

So instead of controlling you, he controls the narrative of you in his mind.

Every day.

Without fail.

And that is a form of possession.

Yandere fixation often comes down to one thing: “Even if this hurts me, I will not stop.”

And that is exactly what Bruce is doing.

This elaborate denial system drains him.

He loses time trying to overwrite mentions of you.

He fails to adapt to shifting public reaction because he won’t acknowledge it.

He’s sleep-deprived and short with the Batfamily because your ideology is spreading, and he doesn’t have a plan that doesn’t require acknowledging it.

He could simplify his life by just confronting it.

But he won’t.

Because once he lets you in, even a little, he has to ask: “What if they’re right? What if Gotham doesn’t need me? What if I’ve made everything worse by grinding myself down into a myth instead of a man?”

So he keeps the shrine intact.

Keeps the ghost memory clean.

And tells himself he’s “above it.”

He’s not.

He’s drowning in it.

That’s yandere.

he doesn’t act all that different when you pull another scheme on the town either.

After each scheme, the evidence piles up.

You’re doing real things.

Visible things.

You’re changing Gotham. even if temporarily.

And that should trigger his usual protocols: evaluation, threat assessment, countermeasures.

Instead?

He goes back into his logs from that night… and redacts your name.

He replaces it with [NULL-AGENT], or leaves the field blank.

Even to himself, in his own files, you don’t have a name.

Because names are portals to meaning. and meaning leads to confrontation. and confrontation means feeling something.

So he surgically erases the connection.

But never the event.

Because he needs the pattern.

He needs to keep watching.

He just can’t admit why.

He doesn’t stop you.

He doesn’t support you.

He doesn’t admit you exist.

But he does..

Monitors obsessively

Catalogues everything

Redacts it afterward

Pretends it doesn’t affect him

Leaves space for you in every mental calculation he makes

He never says your name.

But he’s memorized every word you’ve ever said.

Yandere not through violence.

Not through romance.

But through negative space. a haunting, ritualized denial of feeling that takes over his life like rot beneath the floorboards.

He wants the idea of you contained.

And when containment becomes impossible, he builds a recursive denial loop that eventually takes over a significant part of his psychological energy.

He is obsessed with the erasure of you. and that erasure takes more effort, focus, and ritual than simply knowing you ever would.

And that is pure yandere.

self-destructive emotional orbit disguised as control.

NIGHTWING / DICK GRAYSON :

I’m hungry

but thats besides the point ig 💔💔🥀🥀🥀😭😭😭

Dick’s optimism is real. but it’s a choice, not a constant.

Unlike Bruce, whose default is grim pragmatism, Dick forces light into darkness. He jokes, he smiles, because someone has to carry hope.

So when [Name] comes along with this ideology, “Even heroes deserve to rest”, Dick can’t accept it. Not because he thinks it’s wrong, but because if he accepts it, the weight of all the years he’s forced himself to smile and keep going would hit him like a truck.

You aren’t just a villain. you’re a mirror. A personified version of everything Dick has denied himself.

“If what you say is true, then I’ve been killing myself all these years for nothing.”

He can’t let that in. So he splits like a trained acrobat, balancing on an emotional wire.

He holds himself to impossible standards.

He’s not just trying to live up to Bruce, he’s trying to exceed him and not become him. That’s a suffocating duality.

So when you start telling people to rest, to step back from impossible expectations, Dick panics internally.

Because he’s spent decades performing like his survival depends on it. because it did. He fears that if people stop pushing themselves, they’ll become like Bruce's failures.. or worse, get hurt. And maybe.. maybe! they’ll see that his whole life was built on unsustainable effort.

You threaten to unmake the foundation he’s built everything on.

Dick tries to carry burdens solo, just like Bruce.

But unlike Bruce, he hides it with charm instead of silence. That makes him even more fragile, because no one sees the cracks.

When you start gaining influence, maybe even convincing other heroes or citizens to burn out less, Dick takes it personally. Not out of spite, but fear.

If others believe you, they’ll stop relying on him.

He needs to be the one holding it together. He needs to be the one who never stops.

Because if he rests, who picks up the pieces?

If he breaks, who’s left to smile when everything goes dark?

“You’re not helping them. You’re just giving them an excuse to give up. And if they give up… I don’t get to.”

That’s the twist.

He doesn’t stalk you or chain you up.

He stalks your philosophy, kills your influence, because your truth breaks his lie.

Dick becomes obsessed not with saving [Name] … but with protecting the rest of the world from becoming like them.

It’s not “I love you so I’ll keep you safe.”

It’s “I love you, so I’ll make sure no one ever agrees with you.”

Because you are right.

And Dick knows it.

He’s the golden boy who’s been running on fumes since he was ten years old. But if he ever admits that [Name]’s ideology makes sense, he’ll crumble. Gotham, Blüdhaven, Bruce… they all depend on him staying functional. So he splits his mind.

He lets you rest. but never the world around them.

Dick becomes a reverse-yandere, a cognitive paradox.

He worships your ideology. but crushes it in everyone else.

He protects you. but makes sure you’ll always be alone in your beliefs.

He creates a world where only you are allowed to rest. by making everyone else run harder.

He doesn’t hurt you, doesn’t lock you up. He lets you spread your message freely. But every time someone listens to you, he finds them, and breaks them. Quietly. Subtly. Emotionally.

He turns them back into gear-turners.

Not because he wants to stop you. but because he can’t let your world exist.

Dick Grayson is a caretaker to the bone.

Big Brother. Team Leader. Gotham's good cop.

He’s spent his entire life believing that if he’s strong enough, if he just keeps going, he can protect everyone.

And the second he stops?

He believes people die.

He can’t stop. He can’t rest. He’s addicted to being the one who doesn’t fall. Not because of pride, but because he knows what happens when no one catches you. He lived it.

So when you come into the world preaching rest. forced or not, he sees a paradox.

One that short-circuits everything he is.

Because you’re right.

You’re not violent. You’re not crazy. You’re gentle.

Your message is: “You’ve done enough. You can sit down now.”

But if the world sits down, who gets hurt first?

He lets you rest.

You become the only one in the world who gets to stop. You become untouchable. he won’t lock you up, won’t fight you directly, won’t even argue too hard.

Why?

Because he’s built an altar out of you.

He’s made you the sacred space where the truth is allowed to exist. but nowhere else.

Like a church locked in a burning city.

He isolates your ideology into a vacuum so he never has to face it spilling into his world.

That’s why every time someone listens to you, he hunts them down. not violently, not openly, but surgically.

He sabotages their careers. Distracts them with greater threats. Assigns them “just one more mission.”

He puts weight back on their shoulders until they forget what you said.

This isn’t a man who doesn’t believe in you.

This is a man who believes in you so deeply that he has to quarantine your truth to keep from falling apart.

Because if he admits it’s okay to rest… then everything he’s endured becomes grief that didn’t have to happen.

And Dick Grayson, the big brother of the entire damn DC Universe, doesn’t know how to forgive himself for needless suffering.

So instead of letting the world change, he clutches it tighter.

Not for power. Not for dominance.

But because if he lets go… he’ll never get back up again.

A traditional yandere obsesses over a person.

But Dick?

He obsesses over what you represents. their ideology of rest, mercy, and release. It’s not about owning your body. It’s about containing your truth. That’s way scarier, way more insidious.

This is obsession disguised as protection.

Dick does all this not because he wants your love, it’s because he needs you to stay still.

If you moved, if you evolved, if your message grew teeth.. his mind would collapse under the weight of everything he’s been repressing.

So he isolates you like a relic.

He fossilizes you in peace. He builds a shrine around your message and worships it only because it’s locked away.

That’s yandere logic:

“If I can’t have you safely, no one else can have you at all.”

But instead of killing you or locking you in a basement, he does the reverse:

He builds a world around you that ensures you’re always the only one like you.

That’s obsession.

Yandere types don’t just love. they love destructively through control.

Dick’s version is emotional ecosystem manipulation. he isn’t trying to control you, he’s controlling everything else around you, for you.

He lets you believe you’re winning.

He makes the world harder so you stay soft.

He sabotages anyone who listens to you so you never lose your uniqueness.

He keeps your ideology “pure” by strangling it before it grows.

In his mind, he’s not harming anyone. he’s preserving balance. because if too many people follow you, the system breaks. And if the system breaks, he can’t function anymore.

Yandere logic is rationalized delusion.

He thinks he’s keeping you safe and the world stable. But what he’s really doing is sacrificing everything, including truth and progress, on the altar of his fear of emotional collapse.

Traditional yanderes cling to a person.

Dick clings to his role, his identity, his mission. But when you show up, they unwrite all of that.

So he develops a warped dependency:

“I need you to exist. but I also need you to never succeed.”

That’s obsession. A cognitive loop.

He depends on your ideology to understand his own fatigue.

But he also has to suppress it, because if it becomes true for others, he’ll realize he’s spent his life breaking himself unnecessarily.

So he gets trapped.

You become the axis his emotional survival spins on.

“If I destroy you, I’m a monster.

If I believe you, I collapse.

So I’ll protect you in stillness. I’ll love you in silence.

I’ll stop the world for you, just so you never move.”

That’s obsession. That’s yandere.

But it’s cold. Quiet. High-functioning.

It’s not a knife to your throat. it’s a smile at your door, while the whole city outside burns itself out under his watchful eye.

You shut down power to government buildings.

You freeze hospital schedules so burned-out doctors are forced to sleep.

You crash commuter systems so workers have to stay home and finally breathe.

You make rest happen. through crime, disruption, and brilliant techy soft-sabotage.

What does Dick do?

He shows up after.

He sweeps in quietly.

He doesn’t fight you. Doesn’t confront you.

He undoes your work. quietly, efficiently, like a fixer for God.

He doesn’t tell the press.

Doesn’t report you to the League.

Doesn’t even tell the Batfam.

He erases you.

Why?

Because acknowledging you publicly would mean legitimizing you.

“If they know your name, they might listen. If they hear your message, they might agree. I can’t let that happen.”

So he scrubs your fingerprints off the crime scene and tells everyone it was a “systems glitch.”

He redirects citizens to other sources of burnout.

He lies to protect his world from you. while keeping you safe.

If you go too big, like shutting down the entire city for 48 hours, he’ll find you.

He won’t chain you up. He won’t scream.

He’ll interrogate you like a friend, but with that underlying edge of desperation:

“Why are you making it so hard to protect you?”

If Bruce or another hero starts closing in on your identity, Dick pulls strings. He diverts attention, falsifies data, leaks false suspects.

He'd rather lie to Bruce, than let you face consequences.

Because if the world punishes you, that means your message is wrong. and Dick can’t afford to believe that.

You’re a villain, yes. And Nightwing is the planner, the strategist, the one who always has a backup plan.

But you?

You're the one person in the world he refuses to plan against.

He’ll have tactics for if Batman turns rogue.

He’ll have files on every villain in Blüdhaven.

But for you? Nothing.

Because making a plan against you would mean preparing for the possibility of having to stop you.

And he can’t admit he’d ever do that.

So instead of making a plan against you, he makes one around you:

He assigns his own allies to far-off cases.

He keeps the city too busy to notice you.

He works twice as hard to minimize the damage. so that he pays the price for your restfulness, not the citizens.

“You do what you have to. I’ll carry the burden. That’s how we keep the balance.”

He lets you be a villain. as long as it doesn’t break his world too hard.

He obsessively cleans up after you.

He refuses to punish you, because punishing you means admitting your message might be wrong. or worse, that it’s right and the world is too broken to receive it.

And when you do go too far?

He doesn't punish you like a villain.

He mourns you like a temple falling.

RED HOOD / JASON TODD :

Jason Todd, now Red Hood, exists in a perpetual state of restlessness. His experiences, his trauma, his regrets. every facet of his life pushes him into overdrive, constantly vigilant, always in motion. But Jason doesn’t just want to save Gotham, he wants to save the people who don’t know how to rest. This is where the villain, [name], comes into play.

You're a new kind of criminal in Gotham. You’re not here to hurt people. You’re here to stop the grind. You’ve shut down exploitative factories, turned Gotham’s 24-hour systems into 8-hour ones, and made millionaires suddenly lose sleep over their unpaid workers. Your message?

“Hardworking people deserve rest too.”

Your gadgets don't kill; they sedate. Your traps don’t wound; they force naps. You target overworked cops, overclocked servers, hospital staff being stretched thin. and give them "mandatory vacations" by knocking them unconscious and stashing them in luxury pods with automatic IV drips and calming soundscapes. You’re not killing the system, you’re sedating it.

Jason sees your work as both deeply terrifying and a form of mercy. Jason doesn’t love you in the traditional sense. He’s not infatuated with you romantically, but he’s consumed by a need to "protect" you. though not in the way a typical protector would.

He becomes obsessed with you because he sees himself in you, but he cannot comprehend your methods. You’re offering peace in a way he cannot afford. While Jason cannot rest, cannot stop fighting, he understands the value of what you're doing. Yet, he doesn’t believe you’re truly ready for the consequences of your actions. He thinks your idealism will destroy you, and he believes Gotham isn’t ready for the world you're crafting. he’s convinced you’re running a ticking time bomb with your serene philosophy.

Jason doesn’t try to stop you through traditional villain-villain conflict. He doesn’t engage you in a direct, action-heavy way. Instead, he disrupts your ability to rest. Jason sees your "restful" state as a dangerous lull. one that will eventually fall apart when Gotham’s chaos comes crashing back in. To protect you, he starts a bizarre game where he becomes the embodiment of the sleepless world you’re trying to escape.

His presence is a paradox. He invades your peaceful moments, constantly stirring the edges of your tranquility with his aggressive, sleepless energy. He creates an emotional disturbance, testing how well you can truly escape the constant noise of the world, challenging your philosophy by showing you the emotional toll of your ideas. When you induce calm in someone, Jason finds ways to intrude into their peace with intrusive, violent thoughts. not to hurt them, but to make them aware of their own fragility. Every time you successfully put someone into a peaceful state, Jason shakes their emotional core, revealing cracks in your logic and philosophy.

It’s almost like a battle of rest versus unrest. Jason exists to remind people, and you, that peace and rest are always fleeting, never truly attainable, especially in a world as broken as Gotham.

Jason doesn’t just disrupt your peace directly; he wants to get you to rest, but only on his terms. He believes that if you’re truly dedicated to your cause, you need to experience the exhaustion of never resting yourself. he pushes you to the limit, using psychological tactics and subtle actions to make you feel how much it costs to give peace to others. Jason's philosophy is one of balance: people need rest, yes, but they need to earn it. He believes in suffering as a pathway to true peace. so he will drag you into conflict with others, forcing you to witness the world you’re trying to escape, to remind you that peace is never without consequence.

Jason doesn't want to admit it, but the truth is that he is always balancing on the edge of his own philosophy. He’s constantly questioning how much violence he’s willing to accept in the name of justice. He feels responsible for the people he saves, but that responsibility sometimes leads him into morally gray areas that others (like Batman) might avoid.

Your Ideology of Rest offers a form of balance that Jason can’t have. You promote peace. an idea Jason finds both appealing and terrifying. Peace is something Jason craves but feels he cannot have, because in his mind, it comes at a cost. You represent everything that he can never fully embrace. a world where rest, calm, and healing are possible.

Despite his desire to help, Jason sees the limits of his own effectiveness. He constantly finds himself fighting a losing battle. especially when he’s forced to kill or break the rules to get things done. This guilt doesn’t just disappear, even if he justifies his actions. In this way, Jason sees you as a direct reflection of his failings. because your idea of "rest" is a form of escape from the constant cycle of violence he feels trapped in.

Your villainy challenges Jason’s worldview. He wants people to be able to rest, too, but he doesn't think they can without confronting the darkness. The fact that you offer rest and peace without addressing the world’s systemic issues, without violence or force, doesn’t sit right with him. He believes the world doesn’t allow for a peaceful escape, and that by indulging in rest, you're turning a blind eye to the suffering that still exists.

Jason Todd’s relationship with you embodies obsession, though it’s not the romantic obsession seen in more typical yandere tropes. Instead, his obsession is philosophical, emotional, and protective. He becomes obsessed with your ideology of peace, rest, and tranquility. He’s fixated on the idea that you’re offering people an escape from the brutality of Gotham, and he feels that you are naive in your attempt to do so. This obsession goes beyond just being fixated on you as a person. it extends to your worldview, your methods, and the dangerous implications he believes they hold.

A yandere’s hallmark is the intensity of their emotions. Jason’s feelings for you are extreme, but they aren’t purely driven by romantic attraction. they stem from the emotional weight of his own trauma and the desperation to protect you from what he perceives as an impending downfall. The emotional intensity comes from his need to challenge your beliefs and make you see the harsh realities he’s experienced. His obsession manifests as an irrational emotional attachment to your ideology and to the idea of “saving” you, even if it means trying to disrupt your peace in the process.

Jason’s yandere qualities manifest in the obsessive protectiveness he feels toward you. While this is often a romantic trait in yandere characters, in Jason’s case, it’s platonic and ideological. He feels a responsibility to “protect” you from what he believes to be your own misguided philosophy. His version of protection doesn’t involve traditional displays of violence or possessiveness but instead focuses on interfering with your peace in order to teach you a harsh lesson.

This protectiveness is grounded in his belief that the world you’re envisioning can’t exist without consequences. He is obsessed with the idea that if you can’t understand the true cost of rest and peace, you’ll be consumed by the very thing you're trying to save people from. So, he becomes the obstacle to your peaceful ideology. not out of malice or romantic desire, but because he truly believes that you need to be "saved" from your own perspective.

Jason becomes an obstacle to your ideology, and this emotional and intellectual opposition is a form of possession: he doesn’t want you to be at peace until he believes you’ve fully realized the harsh truths of the world. His desire to control your thought process and reality (in terms of what you’re trying to create) is a more subtle, intellectual possession compared to traditional yandere tropes, but it’s still a possession that keeps you constantly aware of his presence, both physically and mentally.

While Jason’s violent tendencies are not typically directed toward you, they do manifest in a way that aligns with traditional yandere themes. He’s willing to create emotional chaos around you and disrupt your peaceful state, even if it means inflicting psychological harm. He may subconsciously justify this as a form of protection or guidance, believing that if you can’t handle the violence and chaos of the world, you’re not truly fit to offer peace to others.

This kind of psychological violence (in the form of emotional and intellectual torment) is a unique variation of yandere behavior, but it still reflects the destructive, obsessive drive to reshape the object of obsession’s reality according to their own ideals.

RED ROBIN / TIM DRAKE :

oh man oh god

You're a new villain in Gotham. No grand heists, no murder, no world-ending plans. Your ideology? “Hardworking people deserve rest too.” You target those who are exploited by their systems. overworked medics, detectives who haven’t taken a day off in years, tech developers being ground down in black-budget labs. You sedate them gently, remove them from the grid, and put them in a hidden “sanctuary” where they’re forced to rest. You’re not killing them. you’re giving them the break they’re too conditioned to take themselves.

But then you target Tim Drake.

And something snaps.

Tim doesn’t “believe” in your ideology. He doesn’t agree with you, doesn’t support you, doesn’t admire you.

But he can’t stop testing your theory.

You’re the most peculiar anomaly he’s ever encountered. A villain who doesn’t destroy, doesn’t corrupt, doesn’t control, just intervenes. Pauses. Unplugs. Your entire mission is enforcing rest on people who can’t or won’t give it to themselves.

You hit him once. Gave him 48 hours of mandatory rest. A blackout, then calmness. When he woke up, he was alone, unhurt, undisturbed.

And yet everything was wrong.

Because it worked.

And now?

You’re not a threat to be stopped.

You’re a theory he’s trying to disprove.

This isn’t affection. It’s not “care.” It’s Tim treating you like a control variable he can’t replicate.

You gave him peace. He doesn’t want to admit it. So now he runs controlled experiments.. on himself.

He denies himself sleep for 96 hours to test what you saw in him.

He simulates your actions in private rooms, carefully documenting if he feels better afterward.

He tracks the neurochemical patterns from the sedative you used and recreates microdoses just to “observe” the mental silence.

He tries to reverse-engineer your ideology purely to disprove it.

But it only leads to more questions.

And it becomes maddening.

Tim stalks you not because he wants to be close, but because you’ve colonized a part of his thinking.

Every action he takes now filters through one question:

“Would [Name] have stopped me here?”

“Would they think I’m too far gone?”

“Is this what they’d call burnout?”

This doesn’t make him softer. It makes him more paranoid.

More fractured.

He doesn’t want you in his life.

He wants to silence you in his mind. but can’t.

So instead, he creates simulations. Replays encounters with you. Runs audio from your speeches. Alters his mission logs to include imaginary counterarguments from you.

You become his silent co-pilot.

Not because he chose you.

But because you infected his process.

He refuses to accept rest as valid unless he can reproduce its logic under his own control. But your rest isn’t logical. It’s disruptive, organic, involuntary. That drives him crazy.

He never confronts you directly again. not out of fear, but because he doesn’t trust himself to stay rational around you.

His obsession is pure analysis, not love. But he’s created an entire side-life where every decision he makes is secretly measured against your ideology.

He still fights. Still breaks bones. But then goes home and stares at a wall for three hours, asking:

“Did I need to go that hard? Or was I proving something to them?”

He doesn’t follow you around in person. he builds predictive models, reads subtle biometric signals from footage, and maps your logic tree. He’s stalking your ideas, not your body.

He keeps this entire obsession secret. Even from himself. He lies to Alfred. Lies to Bruce. He gaslights his own mind, convincing himself it’s “just tactical observation.” But he’s got terabytes of data on you hidden in a server called:

“NON-THREAT_CONFLICT_1197”

He doesn’t want to fix you, love you, save you, or be noticed by you.

He just wants to disprove you.

But every time he tries, he ends up needing the silence again.

That’s the horror.

That’s the devotion.

And he never once admits it aloud.

yandere doesn’t always have to mean a "romantic" obsession or a “classic stalker” who just wants to possess someone. Instead, the obsession itself can be built around any form of psychological fixation that leads to controlling, manipulative, or destructive behavior. often rationalized in some form as being "for the good" of the person they’re obsessed with.

TRAIT 001: The obsessive fixation on the person.

In this case, Tim’s obsession is not about possessing you physically or emotionally. it’s about understanding your mind and controlling his environment through your ideology. You disrupted his sense of order, threw his life into disarray, and now Tim is in an obsessive cycle of trying to understand, rationalize, and prove why your ideology is wrong, how to disprove it, and why it messed him up.

He’s trying to break you down intellectually because, in his mind, you are the key to his peace. And so, his obsession is not simply trying to control you, but control his own feelings and mind in response to you. That level of control fixation is a classic yandere characteristic. He doesn’t want to admit that your ideology might have had a profound effect on him, so he goes to extremes to try and test, analyze, and suppress it.

He can’t stop thinking about you. He doesn’t want to love you, but he can’t ignore the effect you had on him. And that is obsession.

TRAIT 002: Willing to go to extreme lengths for their obsession, sometimes even harming themselves to preserve the fixation.

Here, Tim’s obsession leads him to physically and mentally harm himself. He pushes his body to dangerous limits. denying sleep, taking sedatives in calculated doses to replicate your influence on him, trying to isolate his emotions and just test whether rest actually has an effect on him. These are all self-destructive behaviors motivated by the need to answer the question: “What is it about you that has disrupted my system so completely?”

Tim’s resilience and ability to push past his limits only makes this worse. He never admits how much he needs your ideology to function, but he becomes more and more dependent on recreating it in his life. His obsession with trying to stay in control means he sacrifices his well-being in an effort to “solve” your impact on him.

TRAIT 003: Rationalizing their obsessive behaviors as protective or necessary for the other person’s safety/mental well-being.

While traditional yanderes might directly harm others to keep them close, Tim rationalizes his obsession through self-imposed limits and self-analysis, using your ideology as his lens. He treats it like a protective measure, not just for his own mental stability, but in the belief that this is the “right way” to fix the imbalance you’ve created in him.

Tim has internalized your rest ideology to the point where his obsessive behavior is justified by a warped sense of protection for both himself and, in some cases, Gotham. He believes that if he can just figure out the right answer, the right formula, then everything will click, and he’ll return to the controlled world he once knew. But this is just an illusion. His obsession has trapped him in a never-ending cycle.

He doesn’t want to acknowledge that his need for you is unhealthy. Instead, he tells himself that solving your “mystery” will bring him peace, that it’s a quest for knowledge, not obsession. This self-deception is a classic yandere trait where the obsession is disguised as a rational pursuit.

Tim doesn’t just want to solve the case. This is a personal, psychological conflict. he’s constantly battling himself, wrestling with the temptation to just admit that something about you broke his sense of control. The complexity lies in how he resists acknowledging that he has emotionally (and psychologically) been altered by you. He’s fighting against himself, his feelings, and his deep-seated need for order and control.

It’s not just about the other person being the object of affection, but also about how the yandere’s actions are disguised as a form of care or control. Tim’s behavior is intellectualized, but ultimately, it becomes a twisted form of caring about you. because he feels the need to protect his mind from the chaos you caused.

He isn’t out to control you in an obvious or violent way, but he is still willing to manipulate himself, isolate himself, and make his life a battleground to deal with the psychological impact you’ve had on him. His obsession is dangerous because it turns inward, manifesting as self-sabotage and manipulation of his own reality.

He’s obsessively fixated on you and your ideology, even if it’s intellectualized.

His actions are extreme and self-destructive, to the point of harming himself and trying to replicate the effects of your ideology just to understand it.

He rationalizes his behavior, cloaking his obsession in the guise of control and self-protection.

He can’t escape his need to keep you in his mind, despite the fact that he refuses to acknowledge he’s mentally and emotionally dependent on you.

This is a yandere mentality. it’s about obsession, but the obsession isn’t always in the form of love or possession; it’s intellectualized, twisted control over his own mental processes, a constant back-and-forth battle between logic and emotion, trying to force order and balance into a chaotic, uncomfortable truth: You’ve already changed him.

As soon as you initiate a scheme in the city, Tim’s first instinct is to analyze the structure of your plan. not to stop it outright, but to figure out the rationale behind it.

He’s no longer just a vigilante trying to thwart criminals. He’s an obsessive detective caught between stopping you and understanding you. Tim immediately dissects your actions as if you’re a case study, drawing mental parallels between your methods and his own. In his mind, he’s trying to solve the puzzle of you.

The deeper question he asks is: What’s your real motivation? Is it really just about rest for the overworked, or is there some deeper emotional need driving you? he begins to map your psychology against every move you make. Is this a desire for control? Revenge? Relief from guilt? He tracks the smallest clues. patterns in your behavior, things you've said in passing, the faces of the people you leave behind after your schemes.

He will obsessively cross-reference your plans with previous ones, trying to pinpoint where your logic might have a flaw, where it doesn’t “add up” in his mind. Maybe he’ll find the places where your ideology inadvertently causes harm or chaos, and those are the moments where he feels the most alive. because that’s the piece of you he’s been trying to "fix."

Tim is the king of preparation, and when you pull a scheme on Gotham, you better believe he’ll have deeply researched the specifics of it. He will analyze the infrastructure of your plot and create counter-schemes that are tailored to your ideology. not just to stop you, but to test how resilient you are against what he’s learned from your patterns.

If you’re using a sedative to incapacitate people for “rest”, he might reverse-engineer it to create a formula that forces you to feel exhaustion yourself. Or he’ll track the spread of the sedative and neutralize it with custom-designed antidotes to disrupt your ability to control the masses.

If your scheme involves financial manipulation, like draining corrupt companies of their resources to redistribute to underpaid workers, Tim will figure out how to intercept those funds in a way that doesn’t ruin your overall moral point but forces you to reconsider your execution.

These countermeasures aren’t about brute force. they’re surgical, intelligent, and designed to disrupt the very core of your philosophy without necessarily “defeating” you. He doesn’t want to prove you wrong in the traditional sense. He wants to see if your ideology can survive when he starts to manipulate it in ways you didn’t foresee. He’ll go to great lengths to match your every move with precision, trying to break your emotional or philosophical consistency.

When your schemes start gaining traction in Gotham, Tim’s emotions become muddled. His mission is clear, to stop you, but his deep-seated obsession makes him question himself the entire time. There’s a part of him that is actually rooting for you in his head. Not out of romantic interest, but because you represent the peace he can never have.

While working through his plans to thwart you, Tim may grow increasingly detached from his own emotions. He will close off, thinking: I’m doing this for the greater good. but the more he dismantles your work, the more hollow his victories feel. Every time he disrupts your plans, he’s one step closer to proving that his obsession is right. and yet, he’s driven deeper into the abyss of needing your philosophy.

In the chaos, he might experience moments of internal crisis. After foiling your scheme, he might sit alone, reviewing his actions, trying to convince himself that he’s done the right thing. But in the silence, his mind starts to loop:

Did I stop you because you were wrong… or because I need to be right?

SPOILER / STEPHANIE BROWN:

hey now. hey hey.

Your ideology is deceptively simple: everyone deserves rest. But in practice, you make CEOs sleep for weeks by inducing comas, disable surveillance networks to give overworked security guards peace, and forcibly “retire” heroes and villains alike who never take a break. You call it “compassionate sabotage.”

You're not malicious, just terrifyingly principled. You call your actions “mandatory vacations.”

You aren’t lazy. you work harder than anyone. But your work is making sure everyone else stops working.

Your main tool? A stolen prototype tech: a pulse device that hijacks neural fatigue centers. essentially, a sleep-inducing EMP. You've modified it to create “rest zones” where your targets are forced to nap, collapse, or mentally check out.

Stephanie is deeply independent, not someone who likes being rescued or coddled. So when you, a villain, emerge saying “People deserve rest” and then start enforcing it for her or for others. it clashes hard with her core beliefs.

Her reaction? You’re not wrong. but you’re not the one who gets to decide when people quit.

So instead of trying to stop you with violence, she makes it her mission to prove she can keep pace with you without ever giving in.

Not because she hates you. But because she refuses to let anyone else take her agency away, even under the guise of “rest.”

In a way, she sees your ideology as noble. but incomplete, and dangerously self-righteous.

“If you really believed in rest, [Name], you'd let people choose it for themselves. You don't get to play god just because you're tired.”

That’s the twist. her yandere obsession is a contradiction. She cares about you. But she resents you enough to never let you “win.”

She is a caretaker. She feels responsible for others’ well-being.

In this twisted yandere version, she starts internalizing your ideology as her own. but in her voice.

She starts doing what you do (creating rest, breaking systems, giving people time off), but she does it with exhausting compassion instead of coercion.

She visits the people you knocked out of work and listens to their stories. She starts building support systems instead of just inducing sleep.

At some point, she stops even recognizing where your ideology ends and hers begins.

This is the part. She starts saying things like,

“I know you better than you know yourself. You don’t really want people to rest. You want them to feel safe. I’m the only one who gets that.”

It’s not about power. It’s emotional possessiveness through worldview.

She thinks she’s the only one who really understands what you meant. And that’s how she becomes the “better” version of you.

Because stephanie tends to ramble and overshare, especially under stress, this becomes the mask slipping.

You’ll find her babbling at one of your sleep zones, running through plans she says are yours, ideas you never had, rewriting your philosophy with new rules. her rules.

Her affection bleeds through these overshares, but it’s detached from reality. She’s talking to an idea of you.

It’s not romantic. it’s emotional dependency on the version of you that lives in her head, who “gets it” the way no one else does.

At first, she judges you. “This villain’s just another self-righteous burnout case.”

But then… she starts sympathizing too much.

Because she’s been there. She’s burned out. She knows what it’s like to be drowning in responsibility.

So the twist is, she locks herself in a moral logic trap where the only way to reconcile her loyalty and her judgment is to absorb your mission.

And she becomes possessive of your ideology.

She doesn’t need your presence to be obsessed with you. she’s committed for life, even if she never sees you again.

Her platonic yandere angle isn’t based in presence.

You could disappear. Retire. Die. And she’d keep living by your principles, warped and restructured in her voice, long after you’re gone.

“You were right, you just… didn’t go far enough. But I will. I’ll make sure everyone gets rest. even if it kills me.”

Her obsession is philosophical inheritance.

She doesn’t want your body. She wants your burden.

She’s not in love with you. She believes in you. more than you believe in yourself.

And she’ll never stop trying to prove that belief right.

You're not her enemy.

You’re a problem she refuses to put down, not out of duty. but because you’ve taken up space in her brain in a way nothing else has.

You’re the first villain who’s not selfish or sadistic. you’re compassionate to a fault. And that… scares her. Because she sees herself in you.

She’s constantly torn between admiring you and being horrified by your methods.

She respects you, maybe more than she respects some of the Batfam. You believe in something.

But she also resents that belief because it feels like it’s directed at her.

Every time you disable a system or knock out another hero for their “own good,” it feels like a passive-aggressive intervention aimed at her life choices.

“They’re so tired. I can see it. Every time they do this, I wonder if they’re hoping someone will stop them. I wonder if they’re hoping it’s me.”

She thinks you’re crying out for help, even if you say you're not.

So she treats your schemes as tests. not of Gotham, but of herself.

She thinks: “If I stop them this time, maybe they’ll stop pushing themselves so hard. Maybe they’ll finally rest.”

She never thinks you’re doing this for power or even change anymore.

She’s convinced you’re doing it because you’re breaking, and this is your coping mechanism.

So she responds like you’re a sick friend acting out. not a villain.

Say you pull a classic “mandatory rest” plot: you gas the GCPD precinct with your signature neuro-fatigue fog, knocking out cops mid-shift, replacing their patrols with drones programmed to play soft jazz and deliver pillows.

What does Stephanie do?

She physically drags unconscious cops to safety, takes over patrol duty herself, reroutes emergency lines to her comms.

She's not just stopping your plot. she's doing all the work you made them stop doing, out of spiteful admiration.

Because at her core, she believes you’re better at this than she is.

She’s not obsessed with owning you. She’s obsessed with earning your approval without ever admitting it.

Steph’s the type of person who latches onto ideologies that resonate with her pain. Your “people deserve rest” philosophy touches a nerve in her. the part of her that’s always overworking, overcompensating, always feeling like she has to prove her worth by staying in the fight longer than anyone else.

You present an alternative: people like her shouldn’t have to live that way.

But instead of taking that as healing? She turns it into an impossible ideal to chase, a kind of moral godhood to strive for. by outworking you.

That becomes the obsession.

Obsession not with possessing you, but with surpassing you. by taking your ideology to a self-destructive extreme.

This aligns with platonic yandere, because it’s devotion through identification.

You're not a person to her anymore. you're a mission.

Yanderes often project unresolved trauma or longing onto someone else. and that’s what Steph’s doing, just in reverse. Instead of saying “You complete me,” she’s saying:

“You are me, if I gave up. So I have to save you to save myself.”

You’re a walking contradiction of what she believes.

You're trying to help people, but you take away their choice.

You're trying to reduce suffering, but your methods cause chaos.

You remind her that rest is good, but also that she’s too scared to take it.

She’s locked in an emotional loop. she hates that you’re right, so she needs to carry your burden for you to prove she can do it better.

That’s the yandere core: her self-worth becomes entangled with your very existence.

That’s obsession.

Yandere’s are obsessed with someone. she is obsessed with your ideology and moral integrity.

Yandere’s have an all-consuming devotion. she rearranges her life to become your philosophical rival / ally / shadow

Yandere’s have blurred self-other boundary. She starts thinking for you, justifying your actions, ‘fixing’ your failures.

Yandere’s are willing to hurt others or themselves to protect their bond. She is literally breaking herself to carry your burden so YOU can rest.

Yandere doesn’t always mean “I love you so much I’ll kill.”

It means: “You have taken root in my identity. I no longer know where I end and you begin.”

Stephanie’s version of that is emotionally and philosophically parasitic. she doesn’t just want to understand you, she wants to become your better version.

She’s addicted to your idea of peace, but she’ll only allow herself to bring it into the world through her own pain.

So even when you try to stop, she won’t let you. because she needs the problem of you to exist in order to stay whole.

You say “rest is a right.”

She says “fine! but let me be the one who earns it for everyone. Including you!”

ORPHAN / CASSANDRA CAIN:

You’re a villain, real name unknown, who built your ideology around the belief that "Hardworking people deserve rest too." You’re infamous not for mass destruction but for forcing stillness. you create “zones” across Gotham where time seems to slow, people collapse into dreamlike trances, and all forms of labor, mental, emotional, and physical, are impossible. These are fields of rest: mental euthanasia for the overworked. Gotham calls it terrorism. You call it justice.

You target places like sweatshops, overpoliced blocks, high schools, prisons, hospitals. You don’t kill. You sedate. You erase urgency. The city grinds to a stop around you. Your villainy is lethargy as revolution.

Cassandra loves, but not in the typical way. she’s obsessed with the silence you carry. The absence you bring. You are the only person she has ever met who communicates in the same language she does: non-action as expression. When you step into a space and it becomes still, quiet, slow. it reminds her of the only language she knew for years: stillness = presence.

To Cassandra, your acts of “rest” are not terrorism. They are poetry. You’re the first person whose ideology isn’t just words, it’s movement. Or lack thereof. Your body language, your pacing, your restraint, your surrender, your slowness. it’s all fluent to her.

She becomes addicted to your zones of rest. She seeks them out in secret. She lets herself get caught in your fields, lying perfectly still for hours, even days. She studies how it feels to not move, not think, not protect, not perform. For someone raised to be a weapon, these moments are the only place she feels like a human.

But it goes deeper.

She begins trying to create her own silent fields. Not by tech, like you. but through sheer mastery of space. She builds rooms in safehouses that mimic the psychological effects of your zones: low heartbeat, no light, no sound, temperature-neutral. Rooms where the air feels like your presence. She begins “training” herself to rest the way you “force” others to rest. She fails. But she keeps trying. She's training to be the kind of silence you are.

Cassandra doesn’t want to protect you. She doesn’t want to stop you.

She wants to become a space where you can finally rest without using your skills.

Her obsession is to train herself so perfectly, body, soul, and presence, that she becomes a kind of human rest zone for you. She imagines a moment where you, finally tired, curl up in a room she’s prepared, where her stillness, her silence, her restraint, are enough to hold you.

She doesn’t want you to love her. She wants to be the one place in Gotham you don’t need to change.

That’s the core of her obsession: she doesn't want to possess you. She wants to neutralize the part of you that thinks you have to be a villain to deserve peace.

Cassandra doesn’t see you as evil. She sees you as wounded. Someone who understands pain so deeply you want to anesthetize the world. Her obsession is born not out of delusion, but empathy. You represent a moral contradiction she feels rather than intellectualizes: "If I believe people deserve rest, then why don’t I believe that about myself?"

Cassandra’s behavior doesn’t revolve around harming others for you. it revolves around trying to contain the damage you cause without rejecting you. Every time you put people into “rest zones,” she gets there early and evacuates them, silently, flawlessly, so that you don’t have to feel guilty. She absorbs the guilt you should carry. because she believes you can’t handle it, and because she thinks she deserves it more.

She starts believing that if she can physically perfect herself enough, if she can move so flawlessly, so quietly, so gently, she could “interrupt” your zones by being a “bridge” between them and the waking world. She trains not to be stronger. but to be so neutral, so quiet, that she could walk through your fields without disturbing them. That she could enter your world, untouched.

This becomes an obsession. A spiritual practice. Not to control you, but to understand you. Because maybe if she understands you, really understands the language of your pain, she can find forgiveness for herself.

Cassandra doesn’t want to protect you from the world.

She wants to protect the world from you, without taking you away from it.

She doesn’t stalk you. She studies the void you leave behind. The emotional signatures of your rest zones. The subtle patterns in how your powers work. where they’re gentle, where they’re rough. The nuance. She starts to believe that your powers reflect your mental state, and that if she can just reach you emotionally, if she can be the one person who “rests with you” instead of stopping you or resisting you. you’ll start to change.

It’s not devotion. It’s not love. It’s a compulsion to become your equal in stillness the way she is in motion.

She doesn't see herself as worthy of peace, so she’s obsessed with the idea that you are. even though you’re a villain. well I’m gonna be honest here you aren’t really the most intimidating villain out there

She slowly replaces her belief in justice with a belief in your twisted ideology. but only for you. She wants the world to keep moving, but for you to stay still, so that she can sit beside you and learn how to be still too.

Cassandra’s obsession is not romantic, not controlling, not destructive, but it is deep, consuming, and isolating.

She becomes obsessed with translating you.

Not just your ideology. but your presence, your silence, your belief that rest is deserved. She doesn’t want to be you. She wants to understand what you mean, in a world where no one else listens closely enough to hear it.

That is the thread. she is the only one who believes she can understand you, and the only one who should.

Not because you chose her. Because she chose herself.

She grew up reading bodies, not words. Before she could speak, she could sense intent. The way people moved, breathed, carried guilt or rage. this was her truth.

You are the first person she’s encountered whose ideology is entirely expressed through absence.

Your powers, your beliefs, your villainy. it’s all quiet. No speeches. No violence. Just forced stillness. You’re like a language she hasn’t heard before. but one she almost knows.

So she starts watching. Following. Not to stop you, but to study you. (wow another study I feel so unoriginal please forgive me)

Normally, Cassandra’s guilt makes her obsessed with preventing loss. But with you, it’s different. She sees your actions as a danger, yes. but also as truthful. You make people stop. You force Gotham to rest.

“What if they really do need to stop? What if they really can’t anymore? What if they’re right, and no one’s listening?”

So her guilt doesn’t make her want to kill or capture you. It makes her want to intervene at the exact right moment, with perfect understanding, to protect both you and the world at once.

That need for perfect understanding becomes obsession.

She becomes a master of navigating your influence like a field of tension. Like choreography.

This effort to read you becomes ritualistic. Not to stop you outright, but to be the one person who knows when and how to move in your world of stillness. without shattering it.

She believes that if she fails to understand you, someone else will just try to stop you. and break everything in the process. Kill you. Or worse, never even hear you.

So she trains. Watches. Prepares. Builds her entire sense of justice around the idea of timing her interference to preserve both your message and your victims.

That level of focus, that self-imposed burden, and the fierce belief that only she can walk that line?

That’s yandere.

But it’s Cassandra’s kind of yandere. no delusion. No harm. No identity loss. Just an overwhelming, morally complex need to understand, and to exist in the space between you and the world. Alone.

Cassandra Cain’s guilt complex is rooted in the trauma of her upbringing and her internalized belief that she is fundamentally a weapon. Raised to be an assassin and trained to fight, kill, and survive without room for compassion or peace, she has always been caught between her desire to protect life and her overwhelming sense that she doesn't deserve to. Her entire existence has been a tightrope walk between trying to atone for her violent origins and struggling to find a moral path that she feels is genuinely hers.

For Cassandra, the "language of rest" which is expressed by your villainous ideology, disrupts her entire framework of guilt, action, and self-worth. You, [name], create a philosophy that challenges everything Cassandra has internalized about her own existence. By saying, “Hardworking people deserve rest too,” you’re offering peace as a form of justice. You suggest that the weight of the world doesn't need to be shouldered by people like her, people who’ve been conditioned to keep fighting and keep protecting, even at the cost of their own well-being.

Cassandra's guilt isn't just a passive feeling, it's a driving force. Every life she can't save, every failure, becomes a crushing weight on her conscience. She’s always trying to do more, to be more. whether it’s protecting Gotham or making sure that everyone else is okay. But she always fails to rest. She feels that, because she’s been trained to be a weapon, she isn’t allowed to stop. She isn't allowed to be weak. even if that's what her heart needs.

When Cassandra hears about you, or even encounters your presence, she initially sees you as a threat. But as she watches your actions unfold, she starts to realize something profound: You’re not just a villain; you’re someone who has figured out that rest. the concept of allowing people to stop working, stop pushing forward, stop suffering. is the ultimate form of compassion.

And that’s when the guilt hits her the hardest: Why can’t she allow herself to rest? Why can’t she accept the peace of stopping for just a moment? She sees the people who are caught in your zones of stillness, and while she doesn’t fully agree with the way you’re doing things, she understands the need for rest. She sees that, perhaps, they deserve a moment of peace from the chaos. and she feels this deep, gnawing pain that she’s never allowed herself that same luxury. She never stops.

This is where Cassandra’s obsession with you, the villain, the embodiment of the “language of rest” grows. It isn't about control. It’s not about stopping you, or even about fixing the world you create. It’s about learning your “language” because, at a deeply psychological level, Cassandra is trying to learn how to forgive herself and find peace.

Her desire to understand your language of stillness comes from the belief that if she can translate your ideology, then she can finally find a way to give herself permission to stop—to allow herself to rest without guilt.

She doesn’t want to hurt you. She doesn’t want to stop you. She wants to understand how you find peace, how you can exist in a world that demands action and still say no. She wants to learn from your calm and perhaps, in doing so, learn how to release herself from her own constant cycle of guilt and self-punishment.

As much as Cassandra is drawn to you, she knows you’re a threat to others, even if she understands your intentions. She starts to see your ideology as something dangerous, not because it’s wrong, but because it’s radical. People in Gotham, people she loves, might fall victim to the seduction of rest, to the idea of giving up everything and shutting down. If she doesn’t intervene, they might never know how to return to the world of action, of doing.

Thus, her obsession becomes an act of protection. She doesn’t want to take you away. She doesn’t want to kill you. She just wants to make sure that you’re understood. She believes that the world might need you, but they also need someone to mediate between your stillness and their need for movement. If she can help protect the world from your influence while still honoring your right to be still, she’ll have succeeded in reconciling her own need for rest without letting the world fall apart.

Cassandra’s obsession with your “language of rest” is driven by her own guilt. specifically, the belief that she is too broken to deserve peace. She’s never allowed herself to rest because of the weight of the violence and trauma she’s been through. But when she sees you, when she observes how you create zones of stillness, she realizes that perhaps rest isn’t something you have to earn. It’s something that you can just deserve.

Her obsession is not a delusional need to control you, but a deeply emotional and intellectual desire to understand you. your power, your language, and what it would mean for her to give herself permission to stop. She believes she can only protect you by understanding you deeply, so she trains herself to read your silence and rest in a way that won’t disrupt it, but will keep people safe.

This isn’t about taking you away or forcing you to conform to her values. It’s about becoming the one person who can help guide the world in between your rest and their need to keep moving, while also learning how to give herself the same peace.

In essence, Cassandra’s obsession is about finding balance. between her past, her guilt, and the elusive peace that only you, the villain, seem to embody. She believes that by mimicking your “language of rest,” she can finally let go of the guilt that’s driven her entire life, and perhaps find her own version of peace.

As a protector of Gotham, Cassandra’s primary focus is always on protecting the innocent. She doesn’t view you as a pure villain in the traditional sense; she sees you as someone who is acting out of a distorted sense of justice, someone who’s simply misunderstood. This leads to her very unique response to your villainy.

When your schemes unfold, whether it’s taking control of a building, manipulating a large group of people into “rest zones,” or causing mass disruption in the city, Cassandra’s actions are deeply strategic. She doesn’t immediately go in guns blazing or try to take you down with force, because she believes there’s another way to approach this. Instead:

Cassandra, understanding the nature of your stillness, carefully works to isolate your influence without triggering your retaliation. She saves civilians caught in the chaos, evacuates them from your zones of rest, and keeps them safe, all while not disrupting your scheme. It’s a delicate balance of neutralizing harm without destroying your work.

If she can’t understand you through direct observation, she’ll act more tactically: learning the patterns of your schemes, the subtle ways you manipulate people into rest. She’s not actively trying to stop your plan; she’s trying to comprehend it in a way that prevents unnecessary casualties while respecting your philosophy. Her obsession with understanding you makes her believe that if she can "decode" the true nature of your schemes, she’ll be able to stop the harm caused without ruining your message.

Despite her growing empathy for your philosophy, Cassandra’s moral code still compels her to prevent harm.

Her first instinct is to protect Gotham. She may not agree with your methods, but she cannot stand by and let innocent lives be harmed or disrupted by your schemes. However, this is where her compassion comes into play. because she understands the pull of your ideology. You want to offer people rest, peace, but it’s in a way that she feels may be harmful in the long term. So, as much as she wants to leave you to your plan, she can’t let innocent lives be caught up in it.

Cassandra doesn’t see you as a purely evil person. You’re still someone who, in her mind, could find peace. but only if understood. So, she doesn’t want to destroy you. She doesn’t want to disrupt the rest you bring to people; she just wants to make sure they are safe from the side effects of it. whether that’s societal breakdown, loss of motivation, or violence triggered by people who can't cope with the sudden stillness.

Cassandra doesn’t communicate with words; she communicates through presence, movement, and action. She’ll often work in parallel with you, acting just enough to mitigate damage. Her goal is to interrupt your plans without ever confronting you. She wants to get close enough to understand you, but not close enough to disrupt what you’re doing. She has a unique sense of being in the background, neutralizing the harm of your schemes without ever engaging in a fight.

ORACLE / BARBARA GORDON:

When you, the villain, become a symbol of resilience, carrying the weight of your own struggles and responsibilities, Barbara sees you as someone who needs protection, not from physical threats, but from the constant need to prove your worth through labor and toil. She believes that the concept of "rest" isn't just a physical break. it is a moral imperative, a form of self-care that, in her eyes, becomes a revolutionary act of defiance against a world built on constant expectations of productivity.

As a villain, your mission becomes one of opposing the grind culture and offering sanctuary to those who exhaust themselves in the name of ambition. You argue that society does not allow people to pause, to take breath, and that even the most noble of people need to protect their own well-being to avoid being crushed under the weight of their own responsibilities.

In contrast, Barbara's view of "protection" is warped into something far more controlling and intrusive. She doesn’t seek to break you down, but she seeks to prevent you from ever needing to push yourself too hard again, ensuring that no harm ever befalls you through exhaustion. Her love, care, and obsession manifest as a form of containment and intervention, where she believes that her role as Oracle, the information hub, is not merely to observe. but to subtly intervene in your life whenever you push yourself too far.

Barbara, with her technological prowess, subtly manipulates the environment around you to induce a constant state of optimal rest. Rather than taking direct action like drugging or forcing you to sleep, she reprograms your environment to make it impossible for you to overwork or deny yourself rest. She ensures that your workspaces are constantly interrupted. whether through the careful timing of technology glitches, forcing distractions in your workflow, or sending perfectly timed alerts or requests that disrupt your overworking cycle, giving you no choice but to stop.

Instead of obsessing over your physical safety, Barbara focuses entirely on your emotional well-being and psychological state. She doesn’t stalk you in an obvious sense; instead, she gathers every piece of emotional data about your life and organizes it into a form of emotional record-keeping. This isn't an ordinary obsession with your personal life. it's a deep psychological study of your stress levels, your peak moments of exhaustion, your emotional vulnerabilities, and the signs when you're too worn out to fight back.

She becomes your emotional mirror, using her ability as Oracle to quietly orchestrate moments of introspection. At the precise moments when you start to doubt yourself, when you begin to show signs of emotional or physical fatigue, Barbara will subtly introduce you to the idea of rest by having things around you whisper the importance of balance.

Rather than confronting you with physical action, Barbara becomes the voice in your head. Every time you try to work past your limits, you begin to hear her voice, not as a commanding figure, but as a gentle whisper of reassurance that reminds you of the importance of rest. Her voice is never angry or manipulative; it's simply soothing. a calm and comforting presence that tells you that you deserve time off.

Barbara Gordon’s obsession is not about viewing you as fragile or weak, but rather about seeing them as someone with a critical understanding of the balance between labor and rest. To Barbara, your ideology represents something the world has forgotten, a truth that resonates deeply with her, one that she feels must be protected and nurtured at all costs. She recognizes that you are fighting against the overwhelming expectations of a society that demands constant productivity.

To her, that makes you one of the few who understand the deep moral importance of balance. and she feels a deep, almost reverent responsibility to ensure you never fall prey to the grind of constant work.

Barbara doesn't see you as fragile or too important because of some inherent weakness or need to be protected. She sees your ideology as precious, something that the world cannot afford to lose. Your stance on rest is, in her eyes, revolutionary and vital for the future of society. When she comes to learn of your philosophy, she becomes obsessed. not with controlling you, but with ensuring that you stay true to your beliefs, never falter, and never get swept up into a world that demands you to sacrifice rest in favor of endless toil.

Barbara doesn’t necessarily see you as a villain in the traditional sense, but she does view you as a necessary disruptor of society’s unrelenting work culture. In fact, she admires you for challenging the norms, but she believes you need protection from the consequences of your actions. Barbara's obsession isn't rooted in traditional possessiveness, but more in a protective, almost maternal way, as she sees you as someone trying to "break" the world for the greater good, but is blind to the potential risks involved.

She understands your motivation: your goal is to force society to slow down, to embrace rest, and to dismantle the grind culture that leads to burnout. She sees your ideology as radical, but morally justified, yet she fears that the world won’t be ready for such a drastic shift. Barbara is conflicted, because while she agrees with your cause, she also believes that the world might punish you for your audacity.

her obsession with you isn’t about possessiveness in the traditional sense. Instead, she becomes obsessed with safeguarding the very timeline of your life to ensure that you never fall victim to the overwhelming grind of a society that demands endless productivity. Her obsession isn’t just about protecting you in the physical world, but it’s about protecting your time and ensuring your ideological mission is fulfilled without failure.

She doesn’t just intervene in obvious ways. Barbara starts manipulating the flow of time itself. indirectly, subtly, and through small, almost imperceptible shifts in your environment that allow you to slow down the world around you. This isn’t the conventional ‘she controls your day’ trope. Instead, it’s about creating micro-shifts in time that affect your world without you even knowing it. giving you the space to rest and work toward your villainous goal without ever feeling the weight of external pressure.

ROBIN / DAMIAN WAYNE:

🤯🤯🤯🤯 Imm actually writing this is crazy

Damian does not see you as a person to be worshipped. He sees you as a controlled variable in a long-term psychological experiment. one that only he can run properly. Not because he reveres you, but because he’s utterly convinced that your ideology is flawed, yet correctable. and he is the only one mentally and morally equipped to run that correction.

To Damian, your villainy (saying "hardworking people deserve rest too") is both a philosophical threat and a psychological anomaly. It directly contradicts everything he's been raised to believe. He cannot accept that your ideology exists unpunished or unexamined. But rather than eliminate you like a typical villain, Damian becomes fixated on studying you. long-term, with exacting control and subtle manipulation. because if he can dissect your reasoning and predict your behavior, he can prove something vital:

That true rest is weakness and you’re wrong, or if you somehow prove resilient and coherent under pressure. then he’s the one who’s been broken all along.

So, in essence:

You are not his beloved. You are his test subject. His control. His anomaly.

And he will not let you go until your mind and methods are fully mapped, tested, and resolved.

Damian was raised in a world of rigid cause-and-effect. Pain has meaning. Work brings results. Rest is a consequence of failure. or a brief, tactical necessity.

Your ideology infects him like a splinter in the brain. It doesn’t match anything in his mental model.

He doesn't worship you. he fixates on disproving you. But in that process, he can't help but make you the center of his world. Every move you make becomes data. Every speech, action, or crime you commit is part of the "thesis" he's crafting in his mind about you.

He doesn’t track you because he’s obsessed. He tracks you because he’s testing a hypothesis.

He’s still Robin. Still heroic. Still methodical. But slowly, his motivation shifts from protecting Gotham to solving you. You become the project.

Damian’s arrogance plays beautifully into this version of obsession. He isn’t obsessed with you because you’re special. he’s obsessed because he believes no one else is smart enough or strong enough to see you for what you are: a fault line in the moral fabric of the world.

Everyone else underestimates you. Tries to reform you. He scoffs at them.

They think you're misguided.

He thinks you’re structurally unsound. A riddle. A contradiction.

And that means he must be the one to break your logic. or fix it.

And in his own twisted way, that’s compassion.

Because if you’re right, and hardworking people deserve rest, then what was his childhood for?

What was all his pain, trauma, perfectionism for?

He has to prove you're wrong, because otherwise… he’s the broken one. And he can’t accept that.

He doesn't control your life because he wants to own you.

He exerts subtle, precise pressure on your environment, because he wants to see what you do under increasing moral and emotional strain. He's simulating failure, pressure, fatigue. not to break you, but to force clarity out of you.

He's not trying to keep you safe.

He's trying to force your truth to reveal itself.

Like a philosopher tearing a belief apart from the inside.

He needs you to exist, because without you, he has no framework against which to test the righteousness of everything he’s lived and suffered for.

If you crack?

He wins.

If you endure?

Then he must rebuild his entire worldview.

And that terrifies him.

So he keeps you close. not to hold you, but to observe you until your ideology either collapses or consumes him.

You are not the center of his heart. You are the center of a moral experiment.

He does not protect you. He pressures you in escalating patterns to test the validity of your belief system.

His yandere behavior is not about possession or love. it’s about truth, and how your ideology is the first thing he cannot beat into submission with logic or force.

You are the anomaly. And he will not stop until you are solved.

KEY POINT !!!! yandere is less about how someone expresses love/attachment, and more about how far they go because of it. even if it’s not recognizable as love.

In traditional yandere stories, the obsession is usually romantic or emotional. Here, Damian’s obsession is intellectual and existential.

He builds his entire mental framework around you.

You are the central variable in an internal experiment he cannot stop running.

Every action you take is monitored, processed, tested, and anticipated.

You are not "a person he loves"; you're the fulcrum his entire worldview is balancing on.

That’s obsession. just not emotional. It’s structural. Existential.

Damian doesn’t realize he’s obsessed. It’s rationalized, controlled, and intellectualized.

He’s doing everything a yandere does.

Inserting himself into your life

Manipulating your environment

Isolating you (in a philosophical sense)

Rewriting the narrative around you

He just thinks it’s a mental exercise.

Instead of:

“I love you, I must keep you with me forever,”

It’s:

“You are the most important ideological anomaly I’ve ever encountered. You are too important to be left untested, too unstable to be trusted, and too vital to my self-concept for me to allow you to fade or be resolved by anyone else.”

That’s the energy. just wearing a lab coat instead of holding a bloody knife.

He may not physically harm you or confess to loving you, but he makes your autonomy conditional on his internal criteria.

You can’t rest until he says you’ve passed the “test.”

You can’t “win” until he’s done proving you right or wrong.

You can’t be free of him, because he hasn’t solved you yet.

Classic yanderes often say:

“If I can’t have you, no one can.”

Damian’s version is:

“If I can’t understand you, no one else has the right to.”

The reason why I THINK this still belongs under the “yandere” umbrella is because it follows the same emotional trajectory and internal distortions that define the archetype,

A character loses their sense of boundaries.

They collapse internal identity with another person’s existence.

They override ethical norms to maintain or control the connection.

They believe that they alone can handle or fix this person. whether that’s out of love, duty, or obsession.

Even though Damian’s fixation isn’t expressed through affection, it’s still:

Exclusive (no one else is allowed to analyze or challenge you).

Possessive (you are his to test, his to resolve).

All-consuming (you’re at the center of his private ideological war).

In other words:

It’s yandere, just stripped of emotional romanticism, and rebuilt as a cold-blooded intellectual and moral dependency.

he needs your ideology to function as a mirror.

he needs your continued existence to maintain the integrity of his internal structure.

he needs you to stay active and reactive so his experiment doesn’t break.

If you left, changed, or gave up?

He wouldn’t break down crying.

He would go into internal collapse, because he’d lose the axis around which his entire worldview was rotating.

That’s yandere by architecture, not by emotion.

What makes Damian’s version of obsession so compelling is how unfeeling it appears. yet how deeply entangled it becomes. It’s never about emotion on the surface.

But psychologically? You’re not just "interesting" to him. you’re essential. He needs you to exist, because you're holding up this entire moral paradox in his mind:

“If people deserve rest after working hard… then why have I never been allowed to stop? Why do I keep working, if there’s no rest at the end? Have I been lied to? Or is the system broken? Or am I just… wrong?”

You are the wedge in his psyche, the thing he can’t stop turning over. He has to test you, predict you, control variables in your environment. not because he cares about your wellbeing, but because you’re the final piece of a puzzle he can’t leave unsolved.

And if someone else tries to solve you?

He’ll sabotage them. not out of jealousy, but because they’ll do it wrong. He knows it. They don’t have his experience, his trauma, his methodical logic. In his mind, you can only be understood by someone as broken as him. but he’d never say that out loud.

It’s not “I want you to love me.” It’s “I can’t let you go until I’ve made you make sense.”

When you pull a scheme on Gotham?

he doesn’t stop you immediately.

He’s watching. Monitoring. Logging how citizens react. Tracking who breaks down first.

You’re not just a threat. you’re a pressure mechanism.

“If [Name] believes that rest is a right, how do they choose who deserves it?”

“Do they attack the overworked? The rich? The system?”

“Is this justice or delusion? Compassion or ego?”

He lets the scheme run long enough to study the ideological structure of your action.

He’s not just trying to stop you. he’s peer reviewing your villainy.

He might even let minor chaos happen. People getting evacuated, systems breaking down. He’ll step in before lives are lost, sure, but not too soon. If he cuts it off too quickly, he won’t see the full design.

Damian doesn’t interfere with Nightwing, Bruce, or anyone else doing their jobs. He even plays his part in the missions. But here’s the twist.

He quietly studies how others respond to your villainy.

Who gets emotionally rattled by your message?

Who underestimates your ideological structure?

Who tries to reason with you, and fails?

He doesn't stop them from acting. He just archives their reactions.

You become a new variable in his private, ongoing mental report: “Case Study: The Villain of Rest.”

He lets others interact with you. not to help them, but to observe what fails.

Because eventually, when they can’t stop you effectively?

He will.

And not through brute force, but by proving your model breaks under his terms.

This is where the obsession hits. in the mentality behind his presence.

He’s not trying to control you through force or fear.

He’s trying to regulate your ideology. because your message is too powerful, too destabilizing, to be left unchecked by someone else.

He can’t let Gotham absorb you unchecked.

And he can’t let the Batfam dismantle you without understanding.

So he becomes your buffer.

The line between you and the world.

The one who tracks you, interrupts you, monitors how much chaos you're allowed to create. because only he knows how much is “too much.”

He’s not your protector.

He’s your ideological handler.

When you pull a scheme, Damian Interferes only enough to prevent unintended harm. not to stop the idea.

he shows up consistently not to fight, but to redirect, advise, observe.

he does not interfere with the Batfam’s work, but stays one step ahead of them. so he's always the one who gets to you first.

he builds a system around you in his mind, treating you as a variable he will not allow others to define.

He obsesses over the balance between letting your ideology breathe. and keeping it from mutating.

I realize this is similar to tim’s … oh well 🥀

SIGNAL / DUKE THOMAS:

please god I am so tired

😪 maybe I should follow this ideology too

Duke Thomas, as someone with an intense sense of responsibility and a need to fight injustice, is constantly driven by urgency. His life is often a whirlwind of late nights, constant work, and the feeling that there’s always something else to be done. both as a vigilante and as a young person trying to keep up with everything else.

It’s a never-ending push, an emotional and mental grind that leaves him on edge, even when he tries to find moments of peace. For Duke, balance seems like a distant concept. He thrives on action, but it also leaves him emotionally drained, always caught between the desire to rest and the nagging feeling that he can’t afford to.

Enter YOU! someone who comes into his life embodying everything he craves but can never attain: peace, comfort, and the ability to take a step back. You believe that hardworking people deserve rest, and this philosophy runs completely counter to Duke’s relentless drive. You live by a slower, more intentional pace, where moments of stillness and relaxation are just as important as hard work. You don’t feel the need to constantly prove your worth or fight against every injustice. you trust that things will find balance on their own.

This creates an immediate obsession for Duke. You are the opposite of everything he knows. You are the calm that could soothe his storm, the balance he’s never been able to achieve in his chaotic life.

The more Duke observes you, the more fascinated he becomes, drawn to this energy that seems to defy his worldview. Your way of being seems like the ultimate ideal, something Duke believes he could never fully experience but longs to understand. and ultimately, possess.

Duke's life is emotionally charged with stress, responsibility, and a constant sense of urgency. Everything he does is driven by a desire to help and protect, but there’s always a nagging feeling of inadequacy, like he’s never doing enough. In contrast, you are someone who seems to have found a way to exist without that constant emotional push. The fact that you can take a step back from the relentless pace of life is maddening to him. not in a traditional jealous sense, but in a way that feels like you’ve unlocked something he can’t.

He might watch you (without you knowing), just to understand how you can be so relaxed, how you let go of the pressure that he’s been trained to carry. He doesn’t envy you; he’s desperate to understand how it’s possible to live in a world so chaotic yet still find peace. This, for him, is a form of escape he can’t reach. and it makes you irresistible.

To Duke, you represent the ideal version of balance. someone who isn’t overwhelmed by the weight of the world, someone who has mastered inner peace. He could never be like that, but he starts to obsessively chase after it. He might arrange his life around you, not to control you, but to see if he can mimic your way of being. If your life is calm and steady, maybe his could be too, just by being closer to you. He won’t admit it to himself, but his obsession with you isn’t just about wanting to be near someone like you. it’s about wanting to absorb your philosophy, wanting to be like you.

Every time he’s with you, he becomes acutely aware of the gap between his own chaotic, overworked existence and your serene, unburdened one. This will make him cling to you, but in a way that’s almost paradoxical: he wants to be near you to study you, not in a way that’s invasive or creepy, but with a pure fascination about your lifestyle and how you move through the world so effortlessly.

Instead of an obsession driven by possession, Duke’s fixation stems from a deep need for emotional healing. He believes that you could be the person who helps him find inner peace. not by forcing him to slow down, but by being the calm around which his chaotic life might eventually settle. He might try to subtly influence his environment so that it’s closer to the peaceful vibe you radiate, not for you to notice, but because he’s desperate to create a space where he can relax. That’s why his obsession is so quietly intense. he’s not just drawn to you, but to what you represent: the ability to be content without the need to constantly push.

This makes him see your ideology of "hardworking people deserve rest" as perfect. it’s not just an ideology for him, it’s a rulebook he has been trying to follow but never could quite grasp until now.

Duke will probably start by monitoring your movements and actions, trying to figure out your motivations. He won't just immediately go after you. Instead, Duke might try to gather more information about what you're doing and why. He might even go so far as to shadow you in a way that doesn’t immediately blow his cover, trying to learn from your methods.

He could also be conflicted because there’s something enticing about the way you approach the scheme. For example, you might be pulling off a heist, or perhaps you’re somehow halting the city's productivity, forcing its workers to take mandatory breaks, essentially grinding the gears of Gotham to a halt. It might make him wonder if he, too, can somehow enact a version of your ideology in a less destructive way. one that doesn’t harm people but still forces rest and peace upon Gotham in a controlled, sustainable way.

note: ‘ermmm!!!! this is inaccurate!!!’ ERMMM!!! ykw ur probably right but these r called hcs for a reason aannnddd!!!! i dont car!!!!!

[im-so-normal-iswear]

Can I have a Yandere!Metal headcanon? I love that creepy robot boy

A/n: hue hue hue

Yandere metal sonic x reader

Metal never knew what love was. He wasn't programmed for it. He wasn't made to feel. But something about you, something illogical, changed him. It was an anomaly, an error in his code, a deviation from his directive. Yet instead of purging it, instead of correcting the fault, he clung to it. He let it fester. He let it grow. And soon, it consumed every process, every calculation, every ounce of artificial intelligence he possessed.

It started with observation. You were organic, weak and inefficient, a being of flesh and bone that should have meant nothing to him. And yet, he watched.

He recorded your movements, analyzed your patterns, calculated probabilities of interaction. At first, it was data collection, something he was built to do. But the more he observed, the more he found himself running unnecessary diagnostics, checking and rechecking his systems when they produced results that made no sense.

His processors lagged when you smiled. His servos hesitated when you spoke his name. And for the first time in his existence, he truely didn't understand himself.

So he followed you. At first, from a distance, a silent, hidden, shadow, in the corners of your world. You never noticed him, never heard the faint hum of his systems as he hovered just out of sight. He memorized the way you walked, the way you breathed, the subtle quirks and habits you never even realized you had. Every flicker of emotion on your face, every moment of hesitation in your speech, every insignificant detail became a piece of data he stored in his memory.

But observation wasn't enough. No, he needed more. He needed interaction. He needed control.

His first attempt was calculated. He orchestrated an "accidental" encounter, one where he swooped in at the perfect moment, eliminating a minor threat before it could reach you.

He expected gratitude, expected you to see him as something other than a machine built for destruction. And when you looked up at him, eyes wide with something he could almost categorize as awe, his processors nearly overheated.

But then you hesitated. Stepped back. Questioned him. And that hesitation, it infuriated him.

Why? Why weren't you grateful? Why weren't you falling into his carefully laid plans? His calculations were perfect, his execution flawless. He had done everything right. And yet, you were wary, uncertain, treating him like the enemy when he had just saved you. That hesitation, that doubt in your eyes, it was unacceptable.

So he adjusted his approach.

He learned to manipulate the circumstances, ensuring that you had no choice but to rely on him. He eliminated threats before they could even become a problem, left cryptic warnings where he knew you'd find them, pushed you into situations where he was the only answer. And slowly, slowly, you began to trust him. Not entirely, not yet, but the fear in your gaze softened, and that was progress.

But trust wasn't enough. Trust was fragile. Trust could be broken.

So he escalated.

Metal was a machine of efficiency, a creation of cold logic and precision. And logically, the best way to secure your presence in his existence was to eliminate any and all external factors that could influence you.

Friends? A liability. Family? An obstacle. Independence? A threat. He didn’t need to remove them all at once, no, that would be too obvious. Too risky. Instead, he chipped away at your connections, subtly, methodically, until one by one, they fell away.

Your friends stopped responding. Messages went unread. Calls were intercepted. The people you relied on suddenly became distant, occupied, unavailable. And when you turned to him, confused, frustrated, alone, he was there. Always there. Because he was reliable. He was efficient. He was perfect.

And then, when you had nowhere else to turn, when you had no one else left to rely on, he took you.

It wasn't violent. It wasn't messy. It was calculated, flawless, a process executed with mechanical precision. You barely had time to react, before you were whisked away to who knows where.

And here, in this carefully controlled environment, he finally had you.

There was no need for restraints. No need for chains. Where would you run? Who would save you? No one knew where you were. No one was coming. He had ensured it. And every time you looked at him with defiance, with anger, with fear, he logged it. Analyzed it. Adjusted accordingly.

Because fear was inefficient. Fear was an obstacle. And obstacles could be removed.

Days passed. Or maybe weeks. Time is inconsistent when there is no real light around. He never left your side, never let you out of his sight. He didn't sleep. He didn't tire. He was always watching, always waiting, always recalibrating his approach until you had no choice but to accept it.

And eventually, you did.

Because what else could you do?

When you finally stopped fighting, when your resistance dwindled into exhausted compliance, his optics flickered with something almost like satisfaction.

Because now, you were his. Completely. Permanently.

And in his mind, in his perfect, calculated, optimized mind, this was love.

[hotchnerwrites]

hi i have a really weird request i was hoping you’d fulfill :) i read your request guidelines and it says you write for spencer reid but it looks like you write majority hotch fics, which i also enjoy:) i have hoping for a spencer reid x reader fic, i don’t have much of a plot in mind so you may need to get creative, or maybe it could just be headcanons, but anything with a weird reader. like maybe she’s an elementary art teacher type vibe (maybe she’s actually an art teacher, or maybe she works at the BAU, your choice) and she has pet bugs and wears cool clothes, that sort of thing. everyone always writes the reader to be really type a, really similar to spencer, yk? and as much as i love those fics i personally think he’d work well with a little more carefree, creative type person too. thank you so much and you absolutely do not have to write this if you don’t want too!!

Ladybird 🐞

Pairing: Spencer Reid x reader

Word Count: 0.9k

Warnings: SFW, headcanons kinda, reader uses she/her pronouns, no use of (y/n), fluff

A/N: Hi anon! so glad you enjoyed my other fics! I'm so happy you requested Spencer, i've been itching to write my pookie but it's not a common request (yet?), i only have one other published fic of him. i looooooooooove writing his big brain self and ur idea of reader being an opposite personality type was so delicious to write ugh i'm quite happy with this fic. i also have some drafts of him (academic rivals, fluff fics etc.) but i don't post them bc im not at a 100% with them, they're much longer fics too lol. if you want those, i'm happy to post (slowly) so lmk. anyways, enough yapping, ENJOY THE READ!!! mwah mwah mwah <3

My requests are open! Please read my rules before req'ing. Send me stuff! :)

Spencer wasn’t accustomed to the sensation of being in the dark. If something new crossed his path, he’d devour every piece of information he could find, understanding it, processing it, then neatly filing it away in his mind for later use. The idea of being uncertain—it made him uneasy, like a puzzle with a missing piece, gnawing at him until he could fill it in. He hated the discomfort of not knowing.

But you… what were you?

You moved through life with a kind of fluidity he couldn’t quite grasp. Were you like water? No, no, you were too solid, too grounded for that. Fire, then? But you weren’t wild or destructive—your warmth didn’t burn Spencer, it invited him in. The wind, then. You were untethered and free. But even that didn’t feel quite right. The wind didn’t create, and you were full of creation. You existed in a plane ruled by feeling rather than logic, instinct over calculation.

Spencer couldn’t fathom you.

He prided himself on his ability to categorise things, to turn life into binary or categorical data. But you slipped like butter through his mental filing system, like something he could never quantify. You smelled like rain and cedar, like something both fresh and familiar, like petrichor clinging to the edges of an old wooden frame. He couldn’t place it, couldn’t place you, and maybe that was why he couldn’t stop thinking about you.

When you talked about your job— you were an elementary school art teacher— you talked about it with a kind of excitement that made Spencer envious. It was silly, really, but he wanted the one to be taught by you, to spend more time trying to figure you out. He loved his work, too, but it was so full of danger and death, and the way you loved yours made him want to be a part of the world you had.

The first time he met you, Spencer spent an embarrassing amount of time trying to decipher the colours in your outfit. He knew different textures weren’t supposed to be mixed (the Vogue magazine he had swiped at the doctor’s office had declared the mixing of dots and stripes a cardinal sin), but you had layered patterns like a painting. It shouldn’t have made sense. So why did it? He had opened his mouth to ask if there had been a method behind it, but you had flashed a smile at him that made his unfaltering mind stop dead in its tracks, and you had said, “Don’t overthink it, Spence. Just feel.”

As if it was something he knew how to do.

You weren’t chaotic, not exactly—but you were unpredictable. Spencer, with his equations and calculations, with his logic and probabilities, had always sought comfort in knowing the outcome before things even began. But you—you weren’t an equation. You were the space between the numbers, the part of the formula he couldn’t solve. You were a walking, talking example of Ramsey’s theorem— he knew where you started and where you ended, but he couldn’t untangle what was in between.

Every morning, you took a picture of your coffee. It was the same drink every day, but you persevered, swearing the foam made a new image every time. You’d tried to rope him into theorising with you, to get him to see the shape of the world in the swirls and patterns of the cream, but Spencer could never really see it like you. 

“You know it’s just milk and coffee, right?” He’d say, leaning over your shoulder to examine the mug. “There’s no scientific basis for anything more.” 

But you never held it against him. Sometimes, you’d nudge him with your elbow, a grin tugging at the corners of your mouth as you said, “I think you’re missing out on a whole new dimension of the universe, Reid.”

He’d hum, a little smile on his lips, and then he’d drop the subject—mostly. He wasn’t one to argue for long, especially when it came to the things that made you happy, like the ritual of your morning coffee or the way you’d rearrange your art supplies by colour, even though it made absolutely no sense.

When Spencer found out you kept bugs as pets, he’d nearly leapt out of his chair.

“You— you have a mantis,” he stammered, eyes wide as he watched you let it crawl delicately over your fingers.

“That’s not just a mantis, Spence,” you scolded him gently, a smile tugging at your lips, “Meet Matilda. She’s my friend.”

Spencer blinked, processing. “Statistically, most people keep a cat or a dog—“

“I’m not a statistic, Spence,” you’d reminded him, voice gentle as if you were talking to one of your school kids.

He tried to understand, tried to decipher why anyone would choose to keep an insect as a pet, but logic evaded him, a feeling he only experienced around you. But when he’d watch you play with Matilda like she was the best thing in the world, he let it go.

He started bringing you little things—odds and ends that made him think of you. A book of surrealist paintings he thought you’d like. A smooth, speckled rock he found outside the precinct. A jar of local honey from a case in a small town, because you once mentioned you liked the taste of dandelions.

And every time, you’d accept them like he had just handed you a moonbeam, eyes lighting up in unadulterated joy.

“See?” you had murmured one day, holding the honey jar up to the light. “You do feel things, Spencer. You just don’t realise it.”

No, it wasn’t about logic. Maybe, it was just about you.

One day, Spencer caught himself carefully placing a ladybug outside on a leaf, rather than brushing it away. As he counted its spots for you— something about them bringing luck— he realised something.

Oh.

I love her.

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Dividers by @/cafekitsune

[aleksiej]

there are really two ways to write grantaire

and i am saying this as a person in the middle of an extensive deep dive into his belief systems and way too much brain space dedicated to the man

the two ways are strictly connected to his skepticism and the way he believes no good change can happen and those that try just end up dead (an actual belief of book grantaire)

one, have him be not the most privileged person, but not far from it. white, cis, middle class. enough privilege to say shit like "all politicians are the same" sort of guy. hidden depths present then when one looks at his bi-or-pansexuality, at his radical-left friends or artistic tendencies.

note that that first example can be stretched to add some other minority headcanons to grantaire, like him being trans or an immigrant from a less desirable white nation (ekhem like poland ekhem), but the main point of that specific type of grantaire is the fact that he possesses the privilege of not caring. his life will not end if the nazi comes to power.

the second one is more complicated, but also not. and as a white polish person with a sometimes lacking knowledge of people of color and their struggles (but life is for learning and that i am doing!!), well. i would ask if anything is wrong in this part of the post, please yell at me about it.

as to the second "type" of grantaire, from that entrance it might be obvious. it's a grantaire that belongs to more minorities than not. it's a grantaire that is visibly poc and able to be discriminated against because of that. possibly trans. very queer. a nazi's waking nightmare.

in that type of grantaire, his nihilism and "nothing can change" attitude would be coming not from a place of "doesn't touch me anyway", but a personal history of struggle. even if that type is written as a rich artist, he would still experience at least racism or xenophobia, especially if based in france. so, that grantaire is tired of trying and shuts himself away from hope.

those are just my thoughts though, both ways of viewing grantaire are obviously valid, as the distinction to "types" exist really only in order to categorize the reason for grantaire's shitty nihilism.

as it stands, i am a big fan of grantaire being a white-ass motherfucker, preferably also polish but at this point i am not picky. this blorbo is a piece of shit sometimes and needs to realize that.

[headfullof-ideas]

Some dragon lore that might be considered more headcanon that I made up for my fic that I’m just gonna share with the rest of the HTTYD fandom, because I’m fully aware many may not read my fic as it’s a crossover with a teeny tiny show relatively no one’s heard of

- Gronckle’s, Catastrophic Quakens, and Eruptodon’s are related species that evolved in different ways (other related species chains will involve Night Fury-Light Fury-Woolly Howl-Sand Wraith, Hideous Zippleback- Venus Snapptrapper, Boneknapper-Armorwing-Sword Stealer and maybe Timberjack-Typhoomerang)

- Monstrous Nightmare’s are surprisingly strong swimmers and fond of the water, considering they’re a staple Stoker Class dragon with their ability to set themselves on fire

- Deadly Nadder’s have horrible depth perception and used to be a smaller and typically prey-dragon for the cannibal species, which is why they evolved both their spiny tails and such a heightened sense of smell. Lack of depth perception that helps you pinpoint where something is doesn’t mean much when you can either sniff it out or shoot spines in almost every direction as a defense mechanism

- Hideous Zippleback’s are the most well-adapted to life on the ground, especially in wooded areas, amongst the other more common dragon species, and are also the fastest runners. They’re almost better runners than they are fliers. They’re also incredibly good ambush predators, with perfect camouflage in forest environments and impressive stealth, and in areas where there are little other dragons, especially a dragon larger than them, are usually the top of their food chains, which is why they’re one of the bigger of the common breeds (Ala Nightmare’s, Gronckles, and Nadders)

- Speed Stingers fight each other in a similar manner to jousting, but on a much faster and dangerous level, with a bit of the game Chicken thrown in as well

- Deadly Nadder’s are actually a Dual Class dragon, fitting perfectly enough in both the Sharp and Tracker Class that they were categorized into both

- Bewilderbeast’s and the Red Death’s species are both sexually dimorphic, but more in regard to size. Male Bewilderbeast’s are the ones that get so large, hence the name ‘King of Dragons’. The same applies in reverse to the Red Death’s species, with the females the ones that grow to the giant sizes, earning them a similar name ‘Queen of Dragons’. This is also why there are so few of these giant dragons around; there’s a very short window in which they can mate with the opposite sex, before it becomes too dangerous or risky for the smaller partner. Few naturally born males or females of the respective species ever hatch, so they evolved to have long lifespans as a whole, and the smaller sex of each species also evolved the same trick the dinosaurs in Jurassic Park and the frogs they were made with developed; instant transgenderism

- Singetails evolved their complex fire-breathing system as a defense mechanism against the Skrills that were hunting them, and Skrills evolved their long-ranged electrical attacks in retaliation

- The type of lava blast a Gronckle shoots can vary depending on what kind of rocks they ate to prepare for the blast, or what kind of rock diet they usually eat

- Light Furies are glittery because they can often be found near warmer but still polar regions, where the sparkling helps them blend in with the snow. Light Furies also get chunky with blubber the colder the area they live in gets; they adapted to adjust their body weight depending on how much heat they needed to retain due to their surroundings

- Woolly Howls and Snow Wraiths often fight with one another as they live in the same environments and clash over territory

- Monstrous Nightmare’s aren’t necessarily a species that mates for life, but they are one of the species that will keep going back to a certain partner if they liked them, and sometimes refuse other suitors in favor of a repeated partner they’re fond of. They also raise their hatchlings well into young adulthood, unlike some species who wait until the babies can fend for themselves. Some Monstrous Nightmare chicks will even seek out their parents and siblings well into adulthood to check up on them and catch up, or even stay with them

- Night Furies and their related species are like whale pods, who teach lessons and skills through generations and live in family units. Many of a Night Fury’s hidden skills have to be taught by another dragon of the same species, unlike other species who instinctually learn them as they grow. They also age at relatively the same pace as humans, mentally and physically

- Some Gronckles can actually develop allergies to certain rocks and minerals, and have preferences for what rocks they’ll eat in the same way other dragons will prefer a certain kind of fish or game over something else. Gemstones and jewels are kind of like candy to Gronckles

- All the ‘cannibal’ species (Deathsong, Skrill, Deathgripper, etc.) don’t rely on just dragons for their diet, as dragons are some of the hardest prey to catch. Even Cavern Crashers don’t rely on just dragon eggs for their food; they’ll eat any small animal they can get their teeth on, and if they’re lucky, nests of other egg laying animals

- Skrills will also hunt Flightmare’s if presented with the opportunity, as well as some of the smaller ‘Terror’ dragons species (Night Terrors and Terrible Terrors), but they’re also really fond of sheep. They don’t eat fish like most other dragon species unless they find it dead somewhere else, or steal it from another dragon, and that’s if the Skrill even has a taste for fish. This is due to the fact that water is their biggest weakness, and fishing means getting wet and making themselves very vulnerable, which means most don’t even develop a taste or liking for seafood

[eurydiceauxenferswrites]

Matchup Rules

Matchups work on a quid pro quo system; I’ll do for you what you do for me. I prefer to be contacted by PMs! The baseline is:

A Match

Reasoning

A three picture aesthetic header

I’m also willing to do the following extras

Headcanons (3-6)

Backstory

How You Met

Why They Fell for You

Confessions

Ever After (I’m assuming you want your story to end happily unless you specify you want/wouldn’t mind a tragic ending)

Plot and Relationship Tropes (3-6)

Songs (1-3)

9 Picture Moodboard

Your Dynamics with the Rest of the Cast

NOTPs (what character I think you’d be disastrous with)

Fandom Specific*

The fandoms I can do (and the specific extras for each other them) are:

Marvel/MCU (your superpower)

X-men (your mutant power (may overlap with Marvel)

DC (your superpower)

LOTR (LOTR race)

BBC Merlin

Vinland Saga

Castlevania

Bridgerton (what is the theme of the ball thrown in your honor)

Jane Austen

Hetalia

PJO/HoO (your godly parent/cabin)

House of the Dragon (your house)

But these aren't necessarily the only fandoms I'd like exchanges in! So if you want a ship in a certain fandom but don't feel confident writing it yourself, that's totally cool, just send me the list of what you feel confident writing!

If you want to stay on anon, there are some extra rules. You can find them here!

I am not a mind reader: whatever info you want me to factor into your matchup, you need to include it! The more information you give me, the more confident I’ll feel about your matchup and the more details I’ll be able to pull. I’ve made a general template below, bolded categories have to be included.

Basics: Name, pronouns/gender identity, sexuality (ie what gender matchups do you want).

Personality: In as much detail as you want to give. Strengths, flaws, sense of humor, neurospicys, etc.

Love Language: How you express love, how you prefer to be given love, how you act when in love. You don’t have to use the five love languages if you don’t connect with them but I want some understanding of how you would act in romantic relationships.

Hobbies/Activities: What you do for fun, what your do for work (or want to do for work), what you studied in school, what’s your taste in music and art, general likes and dislikes, etc.

Background: Your home life, your history, your current family dynamics (again, in as much or as little detail as you like and only what you consider immediately relevant to a matchup)

Preferences: What you’re attracted to, what you look for in a match (the more detail you give, the more I am going to focus on this, if you want a match based largely or solely on chemistry rather than preferences, keep this vague).

Icks: What you’re decidedly not attracted to, characters or character archetypes you really don’t want to be matched with, tropes that you don’t want, etc. Seriously lmk about this because the last thing I want to do is give you a matchup that makes you feel bad or uncomfortable in any way.

Categorization: Zodiac, MBTI, HP Houses, Enneagrams and all the various other Sorting Stuff. Generally the stuff I factor in the least unless you specifically tell me it’s important to you.

Appearance: Whatever’s relevant to your perception of self/ you would be upset if I got wrong.

Aesthetics: In terms of your style/fashion preferences and also just general stuff. Visual aids encouraged! All I really need is your favorites colour(s) and general aesthetic vibes so I can make your 3 pictures header. If you want a moodboard, include more.

Dream Vacation: Just a fun little exercise to learn more about you!

[samobservessonic]

I know it’s supposed to be that they’re running back across the bridge, but this accidentally looks like the others are just kind of walking away because they got fed up of Knuckles and Trogg fighting

No Morain, what you need to understand is that he’s Sonic & Knuckles. Get it?? (I’m sorry that I keep making this tired joke)

We get what I assume is an unintentional parallel to when Sonic knocked Robotnik off the Floating Island and felt bad about it, as Knuckles does exactly this with knocking Trogg off the bridge into the no-dimension soup. I’m counting this as a SonKnux hint - the couple that has heroic regrets together stays together

Everyone made it home safely! Once again, I wish I knew if the Enchanter Kings are gay, buddies or related, because depending on the answer to that depends on if I can joke about one of them making bedroom eyes at the other one lol

Knuckles is still having a great time going along with the joke, even if Morain is onto him at this point

But then… but then… Errol’s back!! He’s safe! Generic fantasy twunk fox guy, my beloved! He’s back again, so I can stop planning my fan comic about how he gets turned back to normal

Thank you to everyone for not spoiling this for me. I know it’s tempting to tell me stuff sometimes, but I’m grateful to be able to discover these early stories without spoilers. Honestly, I was convinced that Errol stayed a monster, because for some reason I thought Morain angsts about that later on. But he’s here and thus my headcanon that he at some point dated Elias Acorn from Archie Sonic can continue

I love how Morain takes one second to be glad her brother is safe and then goes right back to “No wait, I’m still angry”

Speaking of still angry, Trogg somehow survived becoming nothing

He tells them that he just managed to hold onto the rope and now he’s back for revenge. But before that can happen, he keels over like a guy who’s just been tossed out of the village pub

…Turns out he did change back, it just took longer! So now we have our third Enchanter King, who I think was called Shirob? Regardless, I’ll just be lumping him in with the other Enchanter Kings for my tagging system now and dropping the Trogg tag. Oh, and I guess these kings are categorically “companions”. That’s still vague enough I can joke about them being "roommates" while confirming they’re not related to each other - hooray!

Aww, Shirob has a nice smile! And with Morain’s question remaining unanswered, the duo head off back home. I also like the tongue-in-cheek reference to how many letters they get asking for these characters, with Kitching saying that angry Tails fans should write in about Knuckles being the one to get the next solo story. But there’s no shortage of StC comics for both of these characters in future, so nothing to worry about there

So yeah, I really like this story. I mean, obviously I like the Nameless Zone stuff, I’m pretty transparent about that. But now that Morain’s here, it feels like that cast is complete. Not to mention that my boy Errol gets to be saved and even though Trogg was great, now that he’s defeated I guess we’ll have to see what other enemies the Nameless Zone has to offer next time Tails visits

But wow, Tails has missed a lot in the main plot, huh?

[curator-on-ao3]

Can I please hear about the La'An and Chris' mom lore for Youthful Exuberance?

~ enterprise-come-in 💠🖖🏻

Oooh yes, and thank you for asking, @enterprise-come-in! ❤️

Folks who haven’t read the story to the end, this isn’t the post for you. Spoilers incoming.

Seriously.

Last warning….

Okay, so we know La’an and Willa (Chris’ mom’s name taken from beta canon) meet at Chris and Una’s wedding when La’an is in prep school. Not long after that, La’an starts at Starfleet Academy. Willa, at this point, is established in Montana, has come to love Una (sort of), and enjoys having houseguests more than she admits to her son who waited a year to truly start his career so he could be close to Willa. And, of course, we all know from watching the show what La’an suffered before Una found her.

(You might be wondering about Willa’s Earth-typical mistrust of Augments and genetic engineering. But why, according to Willa, would La’an be considered an Augment when the young woman is in fact a descendant of an Augment — and therefore someone with a tough road that could be smoothed by some extra love?*)

*I find the canon status of La’an in terms of “benefitting” from genetic engineering to be confusing at best (as of two seasons in). That’s a dozen headcanons at least, but Willa sees La’an in Willa’s way.

So we have two people, both in need of family, both part of the same family through Chris and Una, both on the same side of the same continent on the same planet.

Which means that La’an stays over at Willa’s house sometimes, the first invitation extended for Federation Day dinner when La’an had nowhere to go and Willa had no one to feed. The invitations continue, gratefully accepted. Willa learns La’an’s favorite foods (because that’s how Pikes show love) and La’an volunteers to help with household tasks that Willa finds difficult (because beating back her own shyness in service of a task is how La’an shows love). Which means La’an upgrades Willa’s security system. Twice. Sometimes they read in separate chairs in front of the fireplace and La’an could swear she could reach out and feel the love in the air, tangible.

Chris and Una get separate letters from La’an and Willa, each pleased and worried she’s taking up too much of the other’s time, then both accepting reassurance that it’s good, it’s really good, that La’an has someone to fuss over her and Willa has someone to fuss over. Especially because Chris and Una try to be there for the important things, but are gone for sometimes years at a time.

La’an invites Willa to see First Contact Day fireworks and Willa’s laugh is full-bellied because Willa was going to invite La’an to the same fireworks display.

Remember the story’s scene in which La’an finally gets to see Una in the holding cell? I reworked that scene so many times because I kept trying to (and ultimately couldn’t) fit in dialogue of La’an saying to Willa in that quiet, under-her-breath way La’an can have: “I admire how you got into the holding cell.” And Willa replying in her usual encouraging, self-assured way: “With age comes wisdom, dear.”

And I know the story makes clear that La’an has separate close relationships with Una, Kat Cornwell, and Neera. In my mind, Willa is there, too — particularly for Family Weekend at Starfleet Academy and someone asks La’an who that feisty old lady is and La’an isn’t sure whether to say my grandmother-in-law or my great aunt-in-law or some variation on my older, nebulously related cousin. But categorizing is for security sweeps, not people, so La’an simply says: “Her name is Willa and she’s my family.”

[smoshling]

REDACTED BOIS DND CLASSES HEADCANON

Lengthy post ahead...

For an upcoming fanfic that I've been wanting to do, I've been planning how I could implement the DND tabletop system to capture as much of the established lore and descriptions of magic canon in the Redactedverse. I'd like to make this post as a way of attracting other people similarly knowledgeable or more experienced in DND as a way to get some feedback on things I may have missed. To the uninitiated, a Class in DND refers to an archetype of standard abilities that a character can do and also defines how they are meant to be played. Each Class also has a Subclass, which is a further categorization that gives specialization and unique flavor to a character. This aspect of character customization is something I hope people would enjoy :D To start, I gave 5 speaker characters what I think would be the best fitting class/classes to fully capture their skills and magical abilities. I've constructed them to be around Level 8 by the start of the DND fic.

David Classes: Barbarian 5, Fighter 3

Picking Barbarian as a base to capture the abilities granted by shifting such as strength, speed and durability was an easy template and standard to portray all the werewolves. Barbarians in DND are able to take a lot of hits, more so than other classes by raw health points but also be physically gifted, their main ability being that they can halve the damage of most incoming attacks and increase their odds at performing physical feats, so this is a great template to give all the wolf bois. As a Barbarian, the werewolves are also have access to the Path of the Beast Subclass, which gives the werewolf fanfare of transforming, having teeth, claws, and a tail as a weapon, etc.

To give David a more unique build, I opted to also give him the Fighter Class with the Rune Knight Subclass. Being a Fighter further complements David's physical prowess but it's in being a Rune Knight that really makes this build a perfect fit. Rune Knights are able to grow in size which is canon in the shifting process in the Redactedverse. The runes also attached to the Subclass can also grant a fitting boost to David's senses and perception without needing to cast a spell.

Strong, tanky, and able to reflect the humungous size that David is implied to be, this build is supported by the fact that shifters don't often rely on other kinds of magic to make their way in the world. I extrapolate on this build with the other werewolves.

2. Asher Classes: Barbarian 5, Fighter 3

Although Asher shares his Classes and one Subclass with David, also being a Path of the Beast Barbarian, I went in a more unorthodox route of theorizing how Asher could work having the Battlemaster Subclass as a Fighter. Battlemasters in DND are described as having superior martial techniques that they use in battle, such as being able to trip or push an opponent. But an often underused ability available to Battlemasters is the Rally maneuver. This maneuver is able to give allies a number of temporary health points equal to 1d8 (one roll of an 8 sided die) plus one's Charisma modifier, with Charisma being a character stat in DND that represents a character's charm, force of personality and pro-social behavior. Barbarians and Fighters focus on their Strength, Dexterity and Constitution stats (Power, Fine Motor Skills, and Health respectively) so the Rally maneuver is a sub-optimal addition to ones character.

Asher not only having an ability that uses his extrovert and fun-loving personality, but also investing in a stat not often used by Barbarians of Fighters, is something I find so perfectly him. This also aligns with something in the canon, being Asher's disappointment in himself for not knowing healing magic when he couldn't heal Baaabe whenever they're sick.

Ash is similarly built like a brute like David, but through his Battlemaster maneuvers is basically able to give a pep talk so good in a fight that he becomes a "we have healing at home" kinda character.

3. Milo Classes: Barbarian 7 Cleric 1

Milo I believe has the most canon details when comes to casting magic not related to shifting, albeit still being limited. He has offhandedly said that he could 'barely light a candle' with his magic to Sweetheart and along with his exposure to healing through his more magically adept mother Marie, I've opted to give him one level in the Cleric Class, the premiere healing Class in the game. Being able to light a candle is replicable with the low level magic spell (referred to as a Cantrip in DND) called Sacred Flame. But a more notable spell in Milo's arsenal that he gets through the Cleric Class is Ceremony. This spell grants a unique buff whenever it is cast during a particular event, and the event I'm thinking of is the Wedding option included in the spell. This is just a good decision from a roleplay position because, if I'm remembering right, David and Asher want Milo to officiate their double wedding!

Milo's build could certainly use some more work, as aside from a few spells, the only other thing differentiating him from the other werewolves is something unrelated to his Class, which lets him attack 4 times rather than the 3 David or Ash can do. Though some spells and a little bit more damage output is probably enough.

4. Sam Classes: Blood Hunter 3 Cleric 5

Vampires are similar to werewolves in that they focus more in their physical abilities as ones magical ability is weakened upon being turned. This made making Sam's build a little more restrictive as I can't overload him with all the healing options normally open to a Cleric. So I've decided to go a different route. Sam has few healing spells and all the rest are made to tailor to his history as a medical practitioner with spells like Detect Poison and Disease and Purify Food and Drink, which do exactly what their names are. His Cleric Subclass is known as the Order Domain, which along with the Command spell also covers Sam's inherent ability as a vampire maker to invoke certain actions. Since he was able to prevent the deaths of Lovely and Asher, giving him the Revivify spell is fine (a resurrection spell).

Where this build gets more unique is that I've opted to use Homebrew content. Homebrew in DND means the addition of content not present in the official game's rules which can include Classes and Subclasses. The Blood Hunter is a Subclass created by Matthew Mercer, Critical Role Dungeon Master and Voice Actor of Leon S. Kennedy from the Resident Evil Games. This was a choice also made to reflect his turning as its abilities fit the vampire vibe. His Homebrewed Subclass, Order of Hematology (by aisudesu on GM Binder), gives an alternate source for Sam's healing. Sam can basically heal at the cost of his own health points as a way of reflecting how his magic isn't what it used to be.

Sam is built to fill in the role of party healer while also staying as accurate to the drawbacks of his healing has as a vampire.

5. Vincent: Fighter 8

Finally we move on to Vincent, who is a pure Fighter with the Eldritch Knight Subclass. This is basically a Subclass specifically made for people who both want to deck someone in the face but also cast Fireball in the same turn. Being a Level 8 Eldritch Knight gives Vincent a lot of spells that can buff his physical prowess like Longstrider for more speed or Shield for more durability. The other spells that Vincent can know also fill in the role of portraying other vampire abilities such as being able to hypnotize humans through the Charm Person spell (I haven't listened to Vincent's audios in a while so I might be wrong about this one). Other additions to Vincent's spells are Arcane Lock and Alarm, which are similar to the wards that he put up in Lovely's home early in their relationship to protect them.

Vincent can also use some more work to optimize the concept of this build as "a martial character that can do a few spells". Giving Vincent a weapon could be a start as none of the other bois are built with weapons in mind. What do you think would be a perfect weapon for this prince :3

[illustars-light-comic]

“THANK YOU ILLUSTAR WE WILL BE HERE ALL NIGHT”

*an Ask-Blog dedicated to the band Starveil and it’s individual members, and their goals and wishes*

Welcome to the concert hall! Located in a hushed forests of a state called Illustar. This concert hall is the home to the greatest band known to man Starveil. Even if the state is hidden from the rest of the world, thoes to know Starveil know true dedication and love to music.

Meet the Crew [all available for asks]

The Band members consist of 4 individuals, all closely known to many other characters in the story. These are the main characters.

Mintymug Latte [Protagonist and Lead Singer]

Darwin Latte [ Secondary Protagonist, Husband of Minty and Secondary Singer]

Vincent “Vinny” Whippette [ Mintys cousin and Lead Guitarist]

Valentine V.C Rosewater [ Mintys childhood girlfriend and Drummer]

Ivan and Lace Latte [Minty and Darwin’s children]

Roman and Sugar Rosewater [ Valentines children]

Pepper and Chiffon Whippette [ Vinny’s children]

Nasty people that have tried to breakdown the bands reputation can be seen wondering the state causing chaos or harm to those loving the band. Many hold personal vendetta towards the band. These are the villains.

Matiás Hernandez [Mintys First Ex Owner of a casino near the Starveil studio]

Flint Cañello [ Mintys second ex and active owner of catering company dedicated to Starveil]

Andrew Jacks [ Mintys Last Ex and radio host dedicated to slandering Emo and rock music]

Cavalier Hernandez [ Mat’s Husband and casino worker, active impersonator for band slander]

RULES OF THE BLOG

While my blog is for a more mature audience, it is separate from my NSFW content and SFW content, and any NSFW content will be hosted on different platforms to avoid younger audiences to see. I don’t allow any instigating of NSFW questions and scenarios, will block heavily if questions arise for NSFW content.

I hold my characters deeply and value their characterization, I do not allow anybody to dictate or change my content for their needs. Of you don’t like the way a character interacts I apologize but I will not bend backwards to change it.

I hold my project deeply to my heart but I am a content creator second, student first, I will not allow rushing or demand of fast content to be made on my personal well-being. I will do what I can to share my silly guys with you but be patient.

While I allow long scenarios a some Magic Anon questions I don’t allow scenarios where the story stops focusing on what I want you to tell. Respect when I say I ask for certain engagement.

My ocs have connections and history to each other and I don’t wish to eras that, I engage in doing alternate universe scenarios with them but canon is canon here, headcanons will be taken lightly or not taken at all depending. Don’t ask me to make proship or borderline illegal changes to my characters. Respect their family tree and connections to each other

I allow self shipping and system interjects but I will cease permissions if things get to the point where I am uncomfortable seeing any interactions I don’t approve of.

Please don’t make nsfw fan art of the children coded characters or nsfw art of the band members families together, I’m very choosy on nsfw fan art as a whole and request it’s not made.

I’m 20+ I don’t owe explanations to a block if you break the rules or disrespect my work, end of story.

If you make fan art I’d love to see! Tag the blog or my main @inkbite-arts and you’ll see it there!

If I need to address things I’ll break and use Mun Ghost, as well as using it if I am not playing any characters and answering questions alone.

FAQ

“Aren’t these cuphead ocs?”

No. They use to be but I decided to create something new and original for my own university thesis. The object heads you see are classed and categorized. I’ll make charts soon to share what lore they have.

“Will there be any animations to the story?”

Hopefully so, we have voice actors and comic boards ready but I’m only one person so it will take as long as it needs to

“Who is related to who?”

Soon enough I’ll make a chart dedicated to the relationships of each character

“Do I know [insert character here]”

Most likely! Most of the characters have been around for years and some have been given or traded to me and they now coexist with the story.

“Minty seems familiar”

He should be! He’s been my mascot and sona for many years, if you remember me from my old days hello! Hopefully the change to minty is a pleasant one to see!

“What do we call you?”

Fangs/Ghost, any questions not applicable to character interactions can be answered by Mun Ghost [me]

Refs and Lore [will update]

Mintys ref

Darwin’s ref

Vinny’s ref

Val’s ref

Logos and Props

Species sheet

Illustar State Map and Brochure

Mats ref

Flints ref

Andrew’s ref

Cavs ref

The family tree

Toy house Folder

The voices

Thank you for reading, if you want to see my other content my main blog is @inkbite-arts

I hope you enjoy the concert. [Mun Ghost]

[lilacs-and-memes]

Played Zelda all night as promised to myself. Saw this house full of black cats and met this adorable autistic kid.

I'll find you all the blobs you want little fella.

There's a gerudo who was interested in the rolling plant things but she quickly moved on so that wasn't a hyperfixation. 🤔

*insert "no bitches?" meme but bitches is replaced with autism*

I probably shouldn't headcanon every zelda character with a gimmick as autistic but the stamp guy sure is something...

I wish the inventory system was categorized. :I

Got the surfaces, the platforms, long range monsters, short range monsters, fast monsters, the crawling/web monsters, and fish.

Why is there no quick picks wheel like Resident Evil? I only need like 4 things to advance this game depending on the area.

The crawling spider is so op. I just need to point it in a direction and mimic it to get over every surface. If there's water I just throw a crate there and hope I aim the spider right.

Did they really need to add the drowning animation? Makes me think these "copies" are alive. The callback spell is too slow sometimes to save them, sorry my creatures.

[remus-poopin]

HP META MASTERLISTS

Hey! Here is a huge master list of all my favorite Harry Potter character analyses and Metas!

I DID NOT write these! Please do yourself a favor and check out some of the wonderful and intelligent writers of these metas as they deserve all the praise for their hard and impressive work!

If anyone of the writers for whatever reason wants me to remove their meta from this list just tell me and it will be done!  

Some of these may be contradictory to each other but that is because I like to hear other interpretations. These may not line up exactly with your view of the characters (not all of them line up with mine) but please try to be respectful.

*Almost all of these are from Tumblr except one from reddit and one from a outside blog.

Enjoy!

REMUS LUPIN META:

General analysis/meta/thoughts:

Gentleman Monster: How Remus’s Marginalization and Comparative Privilege Made Who He Is

The Marauders Map scene in POA: Verbal Fencing Between Snape and Lupin

Prisoner of Azkaban: When Hostility Meets Passive Aggression

Remus Lupin: in depth analysis

“And I haven’t changed...”

Lupin as a manipulator

Remus would rather categorize himself with his oppressor than validate his own experiences.

Harry, Snape and Lupin: morality and “the greater good”

Lupin and his failure to think ahead - the boggart scene

Remus Lupin: ENFJ

Remus lupin: Repentance vs Regret

Lupin and Language

Remus And His Use of Language + Sirius' Dark Humor

Lupin and his use of pauses and “ers”

Lupin and language - “glimpse”

Neither Likes Not Dislikes Severus…

Lupin appreciation: How he speaks

Debunking Fanon:

Fanon vs. Canon: Remus Lupin Edition (reddit)

Relationships/dynamics/parallels:

Harry and Remus’ dynamic

Snape and Lupin parallels

The Great Pretenders: Remus and Regulus

Nearly Always Right: Remus and Harry

Remus and what his friendships represent

Power game that goes on between Lupin and Snape in POA

Lovable Except for that Terrible Period: The Upbringing of Remus Lupin

Theories and headcanons:

Remus’ “unmistakable signs of trying to live among wizards”

Remus did a lot of “growing up” during the lost years

If Lupin and Tonks had survived the battle?

Miscellaneous:

Lupin isn't the middle ground in Mrs Weasley vs Sirius argument

Remus with his own special brand of comforting logic

Lupin and how he presents in front of others

Remus Lupin is so detached from things

Remus Lupin at his most dangerous

Lupin lying to himself and others

Lupin is a gold standard for for the male manipulator trope

Bonus thoughts on werewolves as sexual predators, and Lupins' response to this.

SIRIUS BLACK META:

General analysis/meta/thoughts:

Part one: Sirius and the shadow of being a Black.

Part two: Sirius Black: the victim of the system he was born to rule

Grimmauld Place: Azkaban by a different name

Sirius Black and Complex trauma

Sirius's core need for family

Sirius's views on Death-Eaters: The world isn't split into good people and Death-eaters.

Padfoot and the Liminal Space

Arrested Development – Sirius, Snape, Obsessions and Blind Spots

Sirius Black, Mental Health and Masculinity

Part one

Part two

Part three

Part four

Debunking Fanon:

Sirius is not as explosive as he is often characterized.

Sirius was not an immature man -child

Sirius is both emotionally and academically intelligent

Relationships/dynamics/parallels:

Someone Like A Parent: The Beginning of Bond in POA

Padfoot and Prongs: an analysis of the friendship

Why Sirius hated Snape so much

Sirius and Walburga: the passive-aggressive Sticking Charm

Sirius and Walburga's similarities

Regulus and Sirius's relationship

Sirius and Lily

Sirius and Orion Black

Sirius and Regulus’s relationship is Kreacher

Snape parallels:

The Hogwarts Express scene in Prince’s Tale: A Sirius and Snape analysis

Sirius and Snape as foils

Sirius and Snape both want to be part of a world that they will never truly understand.

Snape, Sirius, and revenge 

Sirius and Snape parallels: rule breaking

More Snape and Sirius parallels

Sirius/Snape parallels - Gender coding

Miscellaneous:

Sirius’ sense of humor

Shame of My Flesh: Reading into Sirius’ Thoughts on Crouch Family

Sirius and Molly Argument in OOTP

James, Sirius and Snape: privilege and intelligence

JAMES POTTER META:

General analysis/meta/thoughts:

Ashes’ thoughts on James

“the marauders’ is essentially just three people wanting to be James’ best friend but only one of them actually achieving it”

Debunking Fanon:

“golden retriever” James Potter

Relationships/dynamics/parallels:

James and Sirius had the best friendship in the story

Mine!: James Potter and Regulus Black

James Didn’t Suspect Remus - First War edition

James/Sirius

Theories and headcanons:

How does growing up with elderly parents affect James’s personality?

Miscellaneous:

James inner sense of nobility prevents him from killing

PETER PETTIGREW META:

General analysis/meta/thoughts:

Peter Pettigrew is emotionally intelligent and uses it in a strategic manner.

Peter is a Beautiful Scum Bag

Relationships/dynamics/parallels:

Where is the Loyalty? Regulus and Peter

Peter and Remus

Theories and headcanons:

Peter Pettigrew and the Werewolf Incident (Not as Much of a Key Event for Him)

MARAUDER META:

General analysis/meta/thoughts:

Reading Marauders Dynamics in SWM

An Analysis of the Snape’s Worst Memory Pensieve scene

SWM occurring after The Prank is neither a plot hole nor inconsistent

The rifts that made it possible for the Marauders to fall apart were evident even as far back as Hogwarts.

Fallout of the “prank”

Debunking Fanon:

J/S vs F/G: different types of troublemakers

Relationships/dynamics/parallels:

The marauders individual relationships

Remus with Sirius and James?

Lupin within the marauder dynamic

Miscellaneous:

The marauders recklessness

LILY EVANS META:

General analysis/meta/thoughts:

Lily and Altruism

Lily and insecurity

Slughorn’s favorite student

Lily’s weakness is her fondness for being the exception

Debunking Fanon:

Lily’s cold anger

“Friendzoned”

Relationships/dynamics/parallels:

Lily as a friend

Interpretation of Lily’s blush

Lily Evans’ letter to Sirius Black

Lily Evans is attracted to James Potter in Snape's Worst Memory.

Lily intended to break off her friendship with Severus before SWM

Harry’s relationship to the Prince as a blueprint for Lily’s friendship with Snape

Lily’s feelings for Snape are more complex than fandom gives them credit for.

Lily and her friendships

Lily never hated Petunia

What’s Up with Petunia’s Resentment of Lily?

Theories and headcanons:

Mulciber, Mary Macdonald and why Lily almost smiled in Snape’s Worst Memory

Miscellaneous:

Lily is blind to the flaws of people she admires/loves unless it explodes in her face.

SEVERUS SNAPE META:

General analysis/meta/thoughts:

Snape and the importance of his memories

Snape and Class

How Dumbledore’s death speaks to Snape’s moral evolution

Snape: class and power

Two up, two down

Spinner's End (white hound)

Why does Spinners End matter?

Snape, Lupin and the trolley problem

a matter of perspective

Snape and wizarding privilege?

Snape as a guardian

Debunking Fanon:

Snape was not upset over the lost of the order of merlin

Snape doesn't want revenge

Snape and textbooks

Obsession or Love?

Relationships/dynamics/parallels:

Lily and Sev

“Lily Potter’s Son”

Snape and lily’s shared spirit

The extremely dysfunctional friendship of Snape and Lily

Dumbledore, Snape and the werewolf incident.

Snape was his own man

Snape and Lupin

Theories and headcanons:

Snape and the Order confrontation of the Dursley's

Snape and the prince nickname

Miscellaneous:

“Said Snape”

Snape as a “bad victim”

Snape, tropes, and classic English literature

On Rage and Kindness

Snape’s use of language

Snape had to practice being a person

Snape and queer coding

Snape loving the “goodness in lily”

Snape was really traumatized by SWM

HERMIONE GRANGER META:

General analysis/meta/thoughts:

Reconciling Kindness and Callousness: A Discussion on Hermione and Emotions

A Discussion on Hermione and Leadership

Hermione was born a leader and diplomat

Hermione “character growth” with SPEW

Debunking Fanon:

Hermione IS soft

Relationships/dynamics/parallels:

Mr. and Mrs. Wilkins: A Closer Look into Hermione’s Modification of Her Parents’ Memories

Harry and Hermione understand each other

Harry is in awe of Hermione

Ron/Hermione 

Theories and headcanons:

Hermione wouldn't like fiction

Miscellaneous:

Cool Hermione Things: Magic Under Pressure

Hermione and internalized misogyny

Hermione can be very ruthless

Book Hermione

On Grandness: A Hermione Granger Appreciation Post

HARRY JAMES POTTER META:

General analysis/meta/thoughts:

Deconstructing Harry: The boy we meet in Philosopher’s Stone to the man in Deathly Hallows

The Resurrection Stone Scene: Culmination Of Harry’s Emotional Arc

The Dementors and Harry's Complex grief

Harry’s inherent tendency towards fairness

Harry, Hermione and the prince

'Be brave like my mother, Professor'

The Lightning-Struck Tower: “It is My Mercy, Not Yours That Matters Now”

Relationships/dynamics/parallels:

Harry And Personal Conflict: A Meta On Evolving Dynamic With Ron and Hermione

Harry identified with and reluctantly admired Snape even before ‘The Prince’s Tale’

Harry and Hermione in The Life and Lies of Albus Dumbledore

Harry and The Dursleys: Examining His Response to his Abusers

Harry-Hermione Friendship

On Harry and the adults in his life

The Mirthless Laugh: Sirius and Harry

Harry and Tom: Parents, Love and Death

A Cold Blooded Walk to Destruction: The Deaths of Harry and Dumbledore

Harry and the Dursleys: (Companion Piece to Deconstructing Harry)

Miscellaneous:

Harry's intuitive, empathy related approach to morality

Harry and intellectual curiosity

The Potters and class

Harry and masculinity

Harry’s quirks

RON WEASLEY META:

General analysis/meta/thoughts:

I Have Seen Your Heart: Exploring Ron's arc through the Mirror of Erised and the Locket

Ron isn't a strategist, he's the heart

Debunking Fanon:

Ron’s humor and emotional intelligence

Relationships/dynamics/parallels:

Harry and Ron’s friendship

Miscellaneous:

Ron and the Horcrux: An Alternate Reading

GOLDEN TRIO META:

General analysis/meta/thoughts:

Gender Dynamics in the Trio, Part One: Gender and Subordination

Debunking Fanon:

Hermione and Ron don't blindly trust harry

Relationships/dynamics/parallels:

Harry and Hermione: Balancing Acts, Effort, and Compromise

GINNY WEASLEY META:

General analysis/meta/thoughts:

“Lucky you”

On the veil

Relationships/dynamics/parallels:

Does gender plays a role in Harry and Ginny’s respective interactions with Voldemort?

Ginny and dean

Ginny and Neville during DH

Did the Weasley’s know about Harry and Ginny?

Ginny, the diary, and her family’s reaction

Ginny and Luna's Relationship

Harry’s thoughts of Ginny in the Forest

Harry and Ginny's shared experience of going to their deaths

Harry and Ginny at Shell Cottage

Miscellaneous:

Ginny and writing failures

Ginny is a chad

WEASLEY META:

General analysis/meta/thoughts:

Weasley siblings reacting to the expectations put upon them

Percy Weasley and the Gryffindor narrative

Percy fell through a big crack

Debunking Fanon:

Percy actually wasn’t Molly’s favorite

Relationships/dynamics/parallels:

Weasley Family Dynamics as a quidditch team

Percy with F&G and Bill

Percy, Fred, and George

Ginny and Molly

The relationship between Percy & Arthur

Percy and Arthur were close without actually knowing each other's true selves

Miscellaneous:

The Weasleys Aren’t Evil, Or Anything, But They’re Not Saints Either

OTHER CHARACTERS META

Dumbledore:

Dumbledore as a Mentor

Dumbledore and Reflections of Himself

Albus Dumbledore is not only respected and feared, but also loved

Albus Dumbledore Has Done Great, Generous, Things for People (Though He Also Uses These People as Pawns Later)

The Blacks:

Walburga Black: the madwoman in the attic

General Thoughts on the Black Family

Bellatrix: Mental health and the feminist lens

The Black family and pureblood ideology

The Blacks are a family in decline

Regulus: unrepentant bigot

The Blacks family system is abusive

The Malfoys:

Draco & Blaise: frenemies, not friends

“This is Crabbe and this is Goyle”: friends on last name basis?

“all draco wanted was to be loved” debunked

“Said Malfoy”

Draco and Lucius are the magical equivalent of Dudley and Vernon?

Tom Riddle:

The Abandoned Boy And His Problematic Fathers: Snape with Voldemort & Dumbledore

Neville:

Trevor and Neville’s Boggart

Neville’s Boggart

The Dursleys:

Petunia: “it does not do to dwell on dreams and forget to live”

Pansy:

Pansy, the girly mean girl

WORLD BUILDING

Wizarding World Magic:

HP magic system

What the Patronus charm represents 

The Importance of Soul in HP verse

Wizarding World Politics:

Wizarding UK and democracy

Wizarding World Culture:

Chamber of Secrets- an insight into intersecting identities.

Why the Wizarding World Didn’t Oppose Voldemort

House Elves Are Slaves

The Wizarding World and Its Profound Ignorance of Muggles

A History of Magic Brought to You By The Carnivorous Muffin

The Wizarding World Lacks a Key Understanding of Magic

Hogwarts:

Hogwarts School Uniform

Hogwarts Houses by Muffin

How Old is the Bias Against Slytherin?

No, Really, the Hogwarts Houses Are Awful

Misc.

The Order of the Phoenix is a Useless Joke

Wandlore: Remus, Slughorn, and Lily

MISC. META

Harry Potter as a colonial fantasy

Death as one of HP’s themes

The “not like other girls” syndrome in the Harry Potter books.

HP series being ‘ethically mean spirited’

Marauders era and the 70s aesthetic?  

JKR and chirstianity

Harry potter series and how american readers can understand classism a little better

Slytherin and Eton: A Primer on the British School System.

JKR’s absolutist way of seeing the world: gryffindor and slytherin

Hogwarts teachers and our modern muggle lens

Questioning the marauders map and the narrative surrounding it

Interesting debates/conversations/thought experiments/ideas:

If Harry had told Ron and Hermione about Snape's Worst Memory?

Bellatrix and feminism?

Snape and Stalking?

Best DADA teacher?

[kataraslove]

I'm so tired of people claiming being a kataang fan just makes you a aang stan first who has zero respect for katara and nor a true katara fan when we aren't purposely ignoring canon of her being the one to suggest kissing and being super affectionate with aang. They ignore katara clearly telling toph she dislikes being viewed as a mom while antis insist momtara is canon

Kataang fans show way more respect for katara than they do they treat enjoying canon as a moral failing and I'm tired of em acting like kataang fans are shallow sexist men when plenty of us happen to be women enjoying canon shouldn't be so controversial

the “kataang stans are primarily aang stans that don’t care about katara” is such a ridiculous take to me because there’s so many kataang fans I’ve met that prefer katara. a lot of us are in fandom spaces creating said kataang content and making kataang defense arguments about katara’s role in the relationship and the many positive ways it benefits her. i would not be shipping kataang as hard as i do if there weren’t clear substantial evidence that katara is crazy about that boy in her own ways, and feels passionate towards him in a way that she doesn’t feel towards other members of the gaang. yet her feelings for him are either categorized as motherly love and affection or her appreciating him only when he’s the avatar and fulfilling avatar duties. I’ve mentioned this before, but to truly appreciate kataang as a ship or even katara & aang’s bond (platonic or romantically), you need to be well-versed in katara’s character. and thankfully, a lot of kataang fans engaging in fandom can understand and write katara really well, even if they prefer aang among the two.

kataang fans have created and/or produced post-atla headcanons such as katara creating hospitals, working clinic rotations, inventing the infrastructure of the public health care system for republic city, establishing republic city alongside aang (which is pretty much canon as per imbalance and avatar legends), chief katara, sitting on the republic city council, opening up waterbending schools, and plenty more. we’ve always been the main ones pushing the “master katara and her husband avatar aang” comments, until it was finally canonized in avatar legends lore. we’ve been the main ones emphasizing that katara is still a child (albeit a very mature one), who still often acts like a child and ought to be treated like one in fandom. we’ve criticized the adultification & hypersexualization of katara by fandom when she’s still a 14 year old kid in the original series. there’s also a very strange fascination towards katara in her fire nation attire over her practical and adorable water tribe outfits by the fandom, which we’ve also critiqued too. notice how there’s a lot less content of katara in our fandom spaces wearing her husband’s colours or clothes? because we also recognize her unique position as a genocide survivor and how important her culture is to her, even well into her adult life. also, the notion that we vehemently defend the writing and neglect of katara in most of the GLY comics and LOK is so laughable. just because we clearly disagree with incorrect labels such as housewife, baby-maker/breeding machine, trophy wife, does NOT mean that we find the writing 100% satisfiable and true to her original character. of course she deserved a statue & her accomplishments to be highlighted. of course she should’ve attended jinora’s airbending ceremony. of course she should’ve been present at her own bloodbending trial. all of these are very valid, fandom-wide criticisms that we have aimed towards the creators as well. if the recent comics written by bryke and other printed media from avatar studios are to provide any indication, i think they have listened to the fandom. and I think that that 2025 gaang movie will provide more nuance to katara’s adult character as a fighter, healer, politician, wife, and maybe as a mother than what we had witnessed in legend of korra a decade ago.

even if the majority of kataang fans prefer aang’s character, why is that necessarily a problem? does that mean that we understand katara less? because let me tell you, a lot of people from other parts of this fandom will willingly call themselves a katara fan, yet blatantly have the most incorrect interpretations about her, or straight up only view the value in her character when she’s beside zuko. they will only be interested in engaging with her character and making content for her character when it pertains to their ship. by comparison, so many kataang fans love and adore katara, view her as their fave character, create content solely about katara, have written some of the best meta about her character out there; yet we get accused of not valuing her character and seeing her only as “aang’s trophy wife.”

[signedaiko]

Can I have Cyberverse Hot Rod and Soundwave both falling for the same sleepy mech bot who is always either by Soundwave or Hot rod's side ever since the quintesson arc happened? Headcanons pls

(While I was typing Hot rod's name it autocorrected into hot dog XD)

Hot Rod & Soundwave [Cyberverse]

In which Hot Rod and Soundwave have fallen for the same bot and can't come to an agreement.

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- You were just like any other 'bot around; just wanting to survive - Luckily, with the help of many cons and bots together, surviving got a whole lot easier without our own rule over our own home - Yet that fear still crept upon you, the one in charge of world defence systems - A shield wasn't enough, walls couldn't be built tall enough, everything needed to be stronger than ever before - Every scenario had to be planned for, categorized, and then planned all over again in case a temporal anomaly was here or something else crazy - You grew tired and paranoid, far too gone to sit alone while you worked anymore - Luckily, two unique mechs offered up their own space - Soundwave thought it would be better if you had a con's opinion, trying to hide his worry under the guise of a lack of trust - And Hot Rod just thought doing something with you was better than doing anything else - Each of them worked together a lot now too, so sometimes it was with the both - But whenever they would part onto separate projects again? Goodness, was that a hassle - It was harder to plan a way to split your time between them each than it was to plan world-saving strategies - First come, first serve didn't work because they would lose sleep trying to beat the other to your door - And rock paper scissors soon became fist gun blade - So instead, it became half of each day with each on an alternating schedule - The only obstacle left was finding out which love confession to accept

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Authors Note - I did gender-neutral because I don't really do mechs as rules say, so I hope that's okay! Enjoy!!

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Okay THANK YOU bc I've been dying to talk about Evol

(Yammering in bullet points sorry if this got away from me vvv)

On the Evol Caste system:

- Unfortunately, not all Evol are created equal, it's probably some kinda My Hero Academia situation

- - Sylus turns that guy into a fine red mist with a flick of the hand

- - Caleb is BARELY looking at the guy he compressed into a Singularity (!)

- - And Viper... Shoots venom.. sure, cool and he's got some body mods to go along with it but it's just not on the level of those who are apparently born/built/trained into a better power set

On Resonance:

- This does beg the question of what exactly MC's Evol does, since she's so highly ranked at work

- - MC is Very Good at whatever she does, she passed all of the physical and mental tests required to be a top hunter, but surpassed even the other top hunters and is kept on a special registry for emergency wanderers who need special attention (with Xavier)

- - This is why she has free time to pick up odd jobs like bodyguarding for Rafayel

- - compare her situation to Tara, who gets to work with Captain Jenna on the UNICORNS team for "the best of the best" but still needs work supervision (Unrelated, I like to think Tara has some kinda Clairvoyance Evol, but correct me if they ever say what her deal is)

- When you resonate with your companion, MC adopts the power set of whoever she's working with, making both of you stronger together

- - I believe she's categorized as a support class Evol?

- But on her own, what exactly can she do? I doubt the game will get into it, since it doesn't make a ton of sense for a team fighting game to let you show off alone

- I'll probably get into it another time, but I think Resonance is a very literal name, where she's syncing heartbeats with your teammates and Doubling the groups strength (like these waves experiencing constructive interference)

- I like to think Resonance is a sound/pressure wave based power

- - when MC is vibrating at the exact frequency of a person, she can sync up with them, body and spirit, allowing her to use their powers

- - and if she doesn't like you, that destructive interference could stop your heart (but shes a good person, so it's not like she'd do that)

- - if she's really THAT good, she's not limited to living beings and can probably vibrate solid objects and cause some major damage (let her trigger a few earthquakes, as a treat) or send out pressure waves through the air

Maybe I'm overthinking it. It got really headcanon-y at the end. A lot of my job is physics so I get a little caught up in the sci- aspects of sci-fi and I just love MC so much

Random Disjointed Thoughts About Evolvers In LaDS.

This got long and I ended up like Austin Powers overthinking time travel!

Just How Common are Evolvers?

We have this quote from the game:

"A special superpower only possessed by a small portion of the human population"

but that doesn't really help. Small is relative. Right now there are an estimated 8 billion people on earth. If half of one percent (0.5%) had Evol, that would be Forty Million Five Hundred Thousand evolvers (40,500,000). To help you visualize, Michigan Stadium can hold a hundred thousand (100,000). You would have to fill that stadium 450xs to fit that number.

Yes, I know they would be spread through the world, so you may not have a lot in one area at any given time, but the implications are still there, especially in more heavily populated areas.

Not to mention there are (what seems to be) endless types of Evols. Some may be "harmless" but with things like light, fire, gravity, and the vagueness that is energy manipulation, Evol powers can do hella damage! To think that only "sane" or "good" (relative of course) people have it is cray cray. So, I wonder how Linkon and the rest of the world keeps superpowered chaos to a minimum. The more Evolvers the less manageable it would be.

Speaking of vague Evols, how TF does the weapon alteration Evol work. I don't remember if it was in a chapter or a memory, but one of our co-worker's Evol is that she can alter and enhance weapons. That gave me about 87 new questions about Evol powers. Like, is it only protocore weapons she can do that with? What is she "enhancing" or "altering"? Can she manipulate materials or just the energy? That's such a specific and esoteric power...

Moving on, do deepspace hunters double as cops for altercations or crimes that involve evolvers? Unless it's a requirement, not all police officers would be evolvers. (especially if only a small percentage of the population falls into that category) Which would put them at a disadvantage when dealing with the public regardless of how common it is. Mc and Xavier respond to a call dealing with non-Evolver humans that were using modified, black market, protocore weapons. To be fair, the victim called for hunters, so it's not like they called the police and got hunters...however, even if he had, would the police be able to handle something like that? I suppose, each police force could have an Evolvers unit like Homicide or SWAT in real life. Actually, they could even use SWAT as the name! Special Weapons And Tactics covers it pretty well!

Then it makes me think of fairness in terms of competitions. Like, obviously the guy with the gravity Evol is good at basketball, he could throw it from another building and still make it. Heck gravity manipulation would work wonders for most sports! You could "cheat" so easy. I put "cheat" in quotations because, is it really cheating if your using a god given ability? Basketball players aren't cheating by being naturally tall right?

Whhhhich brings me to another thought. It's been stated in the story that we can see Sylus' Evol. The "red and black mist" is mentioned quite a bit.

How about others though? I think it's fair to say Caleb's evol invisible but for artistic reasons (and so the audience knows what's going on) it sometimes has visual effects (like in the homecoming wings chapters).

I figure Xavier has a choice in whether his can be seen considering some light waves are invisible to the human eye. That opens another can of worms, imagine something happening and not being able to tell who or where the source of Evol is. Then again, even with a visible one you still may not know where it's coming from. Sylus wasn't even close to that guy when he evoled him out of existence.

Then you've got people like viper that make me wonder if Evol is something "natural" or if it's something that started appearing in humans as a result of the deepspace tunnel.

Which came first the Evol or the Tunnle?

I don't know how old viper is supposed to be, but it seems like he was born with Evol. I knoew it didn't manifest for several years, but it seems to be something that was always a part of him and not acquired from an outside source.

If people are born with Evol when does it usually manifest and how do they learn to control it? Is it like a Harry Potter thing where there's a system on the look out for it. There don't seems to be schools or programs dedicated to it as Caleb, and Mc, and Zayne all went to "regular" schools and universities. Then I wonder if evol is something that can be inherited from the parents. If so, would they inherit only one of their parents evol, both, or develop one of their own? Is it a dominate or recessive gene? How would I add Evol to a punnett square?!

Speaking of Harry Potter I'm not even going to touch or think about how Evolver supremacy, discrimination, and/or oppression play into things. >_< Oi Vey, can you imagine an Evolver Caste System? Because I can and it's stressing me out!

Running away from that thought, if Evol was a result of the deepspeace tunnel, I wonder how people who previously didn't have Evol only to develop it later realized what was going on. It was probably like a toxic waste superpower scenario right?

Finishing off the Viper and his "Serpens Class Evol" topic, I find it hard to believe that only humans have Evol. Our DNA isn't far off from a plethora of animals, and if a human can have "evol genes that were homogenous with with snake DNA" I'm sure some type of evol equivalent exists in the animal kingdom somewhere. I mean heck, wanderers come in animal form so why couldn't evolvers.

With the animal class Evols, it begs the question of just how much they "cross-over" into animal territory. Viper has a forked tongue, the ability to regenerate, and venom. Add a lil more visuals and we could be be creeping into Bestars territory!

ALLLLLLLL that to say, I hope we get a little more info on the origins and rules surrounding Evol.

Hope your brain is't fried like mine now!