#a hero who refuses to kill isn’t stupid

[thecorefrisk]

YES.

Sure, the concept of Deku as a villain is cool! But only if you change everything about his character or have him be irrevocably changed by an experience. And even then, he has been shown to push past adversity and still want to be a hero despite it or even because of it. If it was an AU in which the author explores a world where Deku was a villain (not an antihero but an actual villain), they would first have to acknowledge that… he would never. Villainy isn’t in him. He would be, at worst, an anti-hero (a hero that pursues a noble goal through immoral means) and again in a worst case scenario he’d have just been forced to give on his dream and work a corporate job or even a teaching job as he seems to pursue that when he loses his powers.

People see these sensitive, kind people and they just want to… break them for some reason. (Not even in a sexual sense which I could logically understand because people are freaks.) They’re the kind of people the Joker tells scary stories about as he’s killing kids— like, ‘They’ll want to break you, reshape you, remold you. And then they’ll say they did some good by doing it.’

You can have so much angst with a character that refuses to give up. Because I’m someone who refuses to give up, but I’ve also given up on a lot of things! Imagine the opportunities, the people, the nights that turn into days that a hero has to give up just to be a hero. Being a hero isn’t what it’s cut out to be because you can’t exactly manage those two lives unless you have a team by your side. And they don’t tend to.

Also the possibility of the death of you or a loved one is so high from the moment you step into the field no matter the universe. Because sometimes a villain is just that obsessed with you. Sometimes they do just hate you that much.

I just think it’s so much more interesting to place a morally white character in a morally grey or even morally black world. That’s so much more interesting to me because now they have to battle to keep their goodness or someone else’s.

I find it so much more impressive to see someone stand up to protect a complete stranger with their life, to see someone to look a cruel person in the eye and be kind, to see someone answer the call even after all the horrible things that has happened to them than to have them be some random super powered (or even power-less) loser who after all the good they were raised around, all the morals instilled in them, they decided to go ‘Nah’ and kill a bunch of kids off.

It’s just so stupid that blood thirst is such a praised thing nowadays. What is so impressive about yet another man killing off nameless civilians for either the sake of it or to ‘make a point’? Just doesn’t make sense to me. I can understand them. To a point. I mean, it’s super hard to live up to these guys who would do anything for their friends and go through all these traumatic experiences for people that they don’t even know. But that doesn’t mean erase those characters entirely.

They keep looking to the wrong characters for a blood bath and by doing that they also encourage this narrative of ‘all men are violent’ or even encourage these men to do violent things because kids grow up with these things! And your mind is trained to believe whatever your eyes see— even if you know that it is not true. Like how doing affirmations in the mirror works wonders for some people or even how some people some forms of media and then essentially that piece of media affects how they view the world. What we see impacts how we think.

Just. It’s boring. It’s overdone. Evil wins? We literally have enough of that. Tragedy and misery are not the complex experiences these people think they are because tragedy and misery are universal experiences. Kindness, on the other hand, is something to latch onto. Goodness is something you choose to do and it comes more naturally to some than it does to others but that is an understood thing.

However, with the rise of these emotionless, violent characters in the place of noble heroes, we also see a diminishing of what it means to be gentle, kind, and even just plain polite. The concept of good is a complex thought in of itself because we decide what good is. Is good killing off that villain because there is a possibility of them still being a threat and hurting even more people or is it in sparing them? (I personally believe ummm, kill them off and you’ll save yourself the trouble! Why? Just because people have the ability to change it doesn’t mean they are going to change. And if they do it might not be for the better.)

(Thank you btw. For your thing at the end.)

I hate that whenever we have a story about kindness and the trials and tribulations of trying to be a good person and how hard it is to be good people always come out of the woodwork with something like, “But what if they were evil?”

Like, no. We don’t need the same exact emotionless Superman. He represents hope and love. If you want grit and gore, go to Gotham.

And no, Deku does not need to be ‘meaner’ nor would he ever be a villain in any sort of way. He is just that kind of person. (Villain Deku AUs are always so unrealistic to me because even in world where he got saved by villains, he’d never hurt nor want to hurt people. At worst, he’d work the same old boring 9 to 5 most of America is working right now.) (It always pisses me off whenever people say they would’ve preferred the prototype version of Deku because no they would have not. They want a fanfic— not an entire work like that. If we had gotten the prototype, people would likely be saying the same thing about the Deku that we have right now.)

There are so many heroes you guys turn into villains just because you want ‘something different’. Different doesn’t mean interesting. Different doesn’t always mean good. I can agree that seeing the same thing over and over again gets tiring. I cannot agree that we should change the core values of any thing or any character for the sake of seeing ‘something original’, ‘something different’.

I can agree with putting a twist on that character. That can be interesting. It can even be beneficial to the character’s development.

But you guys hate whimsy and fun and goodness so much that you see it as something to be purged. You want it gone from every wonderful character. Sometimes characters, sometimes people, are just that good. And there’s nothing you can fucking do about it.

[oimitocat]

IN A MOMENT U & I | OS

lee minho x m!reader

super hero au! + mind control + death themes + blood + crying + hurt/comfort + angst + fluff [ s/n = superhero name]

a/n; this sure did take me a while…. lots of minho love here lol (black widow minho won’t leave my head)

“where are we going? it’s hot, i’m sweaty and my feet hurt,” he whines.

his smile is wide- wait, who’s smiling at him?

“you can’t resist this, lee know. everything went my way when you just had to be stubborn and prove yourself!” someone cackles, “my mission will be completed once you get rid of s/n.”

minho growls, trying to get out of the restraints. that’s right… he had separated from the group and went ahead and-

there’s a snap. he doesn’t know if it came from inside his head or outside. suddenly, all he hears is static.

“what’s so cool about this place? it’s too quiet…”

“don’t you like peace and quiet?” he snickers. “look around, take in the place.”

with a small pout, he looks around. it’s eerily quiet, yes he does like peace and quiet but something’s off about this. it’s an unsettling peace. the waves roar as they crash into the sand. he looks away when an unsettling feeling sinks to the bottom of his stomach. he turns around to face-

“minho?” there’s disdain in your voice.

good.

“minho! WAIT!”

there’s a loud resounding crack when he slams down his batons into your arm. you don’t want to hurt him, this isn’t lee know. this isn’t your minho. you won’t hurt him. you could never bring yourself to do so.

“kind of hard to fight someone you’re so in love with, right?” a voice booms over the platform.

you and the rest of the group had located minho and the enemy to be here in a shipyard. it’s not abandoned, chan and felix had to evacuate the workers and any bystanders. jeongin and jisung were busy fending off the stupid robots fighting them off to come for minho. you had managed to sneak past, giving the green by chan.

you didn’t think minho would be-

“min! you’re being mind controlled!”

“he won’t hear you! all he hears are my orders!”

you growl, sliding away from minho before he slams his batons down on your head. he had activated the weapon’s electricity discharge and if you got hit by them you’d be out for a bit. you hop off the floor, groaning when you use your arms to push yourself off the cold, wet floor.

“hey, ji! could you try to figure out where the guy controlling minho is?” you ask into your in ear as you run down the hollow shipping containers.

“huh? he’s being mind controlled?”

minho connects his batons to make a long staff, extending it for facility. you groan, knowing you’re about to get your ass kicked.

“me and jeongin just defeated these shitty robots!” jisung announces, “we’ll try to find the guy, i’ll move to seungmin okay? don’t get your ass beat!”

“kinda hard when you know minho is my weakness-“ you jump minho slides to kick your feet.

you pant, landing a bit farther from him as he spins and gets on his feet swiftly. any other time you’d be enamored at how easily his limbs move during a fight. you’d be captivated by his acrobatic attacks, except you’re the prey this time. his feline like eyes are aimed at you with the intent to kill.

he charges right at you and you refuse to strike back every time he aims a blow at you. minho’s attacks are fast. he has fast combinations and you have no choice but to take out your sheaths to keep up with blocking and redirecting.

your own weapons are shattered when he slams down his staff. he has brute strength, sends you to the ground. with minho you have to be quick- so you grab his staff and slam it down the side, taking him unguarded for a second enough to leave from under him. however, your back is faced towards him and he takes little to no time to slam the hilt of his staff into your lower back. you groan out in agony and fall forward.

“s/n~,” the loud voice booms again, “how does it feel to have your lover kill you?”

you grunt when minho crawls on top of your face. at the sound of disassembly, you realize he had transformed his long staff back to his two batons. you can’t apply any force on your left arm- it’s probably broken. you think fast, pulling out your own baton from it’s strap on your thigh. slamming it’s edge to the floor, you pressed a button and the baton extends to something twice its side. it send you flying to the side, minho falling off of you. with ease, he slide to his feet. you stagger, eyeing him.

“i think your main mistake was flaunting your little relationship in a fight between that last villain you took out a few weeks ago.” the voice is crazy loud, where the hell is jisung? “rumors spread you know.”

you fall to the ground when minho jumps off the floor, using his staff again as grounding to side kick your head. good thing you saw it coming, using your left arm again to block the attack. as his feet touch the floor, his arm is already swinging his staff into your rib.

“ah, people in love make me sick… but seeing you two dance around like that makes me wish i had someone.”

“piece of shit,” you grunt as you hug your side and dash off again.

minho is a fast runner, not faster than chan but for sure faster than you. him jumping off the boxes and tired laying out in the ground wasn’t helping your case. he throws a baton at you from a short distance, it electrocutes you at the touch. with a cry of agony, you fall to the floor.

his soft but heavy footsteps draw close to you.

“i don’t really like walking down the beach, the sand feels weird,” he says as he turns to the other person, hoping they get the gist and take him somewhere else. yet, as he looks at them, he notices that not only can he not see their face, but they’re kneeling before him.

“minho…”

“minho,” you gasp between his blows.

he has one hand holding you down by the neck. his strength there isn’t enough to cut off circulation or even try, but it’s strong enough to keep you pinned in your weakened state. his other hand is holding the baton and bashing it to the side of your face. one of your hands is gripping his hand on your neck and the other trying to hold off his other hand.

“s/n you’re one of the most strongest heroes out there and yet you’re dying in lee know’s hands? how embarrassing for you. one single punch could have him disadvantaged easily.” the voice booms again.

your ears are ringing. with minho’s body sitting on top of you, your breathing is harder. your rib hurts, his pressure isn’t helping. your bleeding from your mouth and your nose.

“will you really die at his hands?” he scoffs, “you could have at least made this more entertaining-“

the voice cuts off.

“WE FOUND HIM! S/N, JUST HOLD ON A LITTLE LONGER!”

“about time!” you groan, yet your arm weakens and he slides out his hand to hit you once more.

“it’s about time we move forward in our relationship, don’t you think?” they say with a smile.

you use all your energy to lift up your legs and flatted your feet on the ground. your going to pass pass out if you don’t do something. you can’t die, minho’s grief will eat him alive. you have to hold off as much as you can until jisung and jeongin defeat the villain. you thrust upward, quickly pivoting off the ground once he’s off you for a split second. he falls forwards, hands pushing him up and helping him land on his feet after a cartwheel.

you stare at him through one eye. the other shut closed from the blood that dripped from your temple down.

“KILL HIM!” the voice booms.

minho charges at you again, but before your feet move, he throws takes out something from his pocket and throws it at your feet. you get electrocuted again. in the few seconds that your body is shaking from the electricity, you knocks you down with a kick to the stomach.

“IF THEY GET RID OF ME I NEED TO MAKE SURE S/N IS GONE BEFORE THAT.”

“s/n hold on!” jeongin yells through your in ear.

you can’t really hear him. agony is taking over, your losing consciousness.

“min…ho,” you cough as he gets on top of you again.

“don’t you think, minho?” the man smiles, he thinks it’s a pretty smile.

he can’t even enjoy it though, the waves are roaring louder, he wants to leave. he lowers his hand despite it, eyes shimmering at the sight of the ring. this is a beautiful moment… but what’s wrong?

“MINHO!”

he freezes.

he snaps his head to the side, seeing chan charge straight towards him. what the hell? he feels lightheaded. actually, his head is pounding. he tries to stand up but when he looks down to hoist himself, he sees you.

bloody.

his blood runs cold. his hands tremble and when he sees that he’s holding one of his baton’s- which is dripping with blood- he can’t breathe. did- did he-

“minho-“, chan tries, panting when he reaches you two.

“nonononono,” minho gets out, frantic when he takes in your bloody face and your closed eyes. he grabs your face as he sobs, trying to shake you to get you to open your eyes. “y/n-“

“minho, y/n is-“

“NO SHUT UP!” minho screams, sobbing. he can’t bear to hear it.

he keeps shaking you, begging you to open your eyes.

“hey i need backup here! chan can you come?”

chan hesitates before stepping away.

minho gasps, letting go of you when you don't open your eyes. "no, no, no!" he screams, scrubbing his face with his bloody hands.

what is going to do? this is- "ALL MY FAULT," he sobs.

he's busy crying into your hands when you finally do open your eyes. one of them burns, probably from the blood that had dripped into it. still, you use your energy to put your hands on his hips,

"baby…" you croak out. "i'm not dead-"

"YOU PIECE OF SHIT," he sobs, throwing himself on you to cry into the crook of your neck, "I'M SORRY!"

you groan, screwing your eyes shut. "ack- min- babe- get off- i can't breathe. i gotta broken rib or something-"

minho doesn't stop crying. he quickly scrambles off of you, begging for forgiveness and asking if you're okay.

"hey, hey," you wheeze out, "it's okay. i'm glad they handles it before you really did kill me."

and minho cries harder.

it takes a while for seungmin and felix to come. seungmin uses his powers to facilitate moving you to the ship without putting you in more pain. minho doesn't leave your side even when you're back at the base getting checked and undergoing surgery.

he can't forgive himself for- "being so careless. i should have listened to you when you said something was off about the hideout. i should have waited-"

"hey, shut up," you tease, squeezing his hand. "i was just happy to know you were safe. you being mind controlled was better than finding you dead."

he swallows, looking at your patched up figure. "at least you held me off pretty long…"

"you saying i can't handle you?" you pout.

"if you put it like that…"

"get out."

"no! you're my responsibility-"

"i'm your fiancé."

"exactly." minho eyes you down before smiling. "i really wouldn't have known what to do if you were really dead…"

"probably go even more insane." you tease, which earns you a slap on the arm and you groan.

"SORRY!" he winces.

“give me a kiss and i’ll forgive you,” you say.

he doesn’t even hesitate.

[becomingthevlillainsfamily]

Yandere Hero x Villain

“Well, well if it isn’t the consequence of my own action” the villain muttered, trying to sound courageous, but her trembling legs refused to conceal the reality, “We…we can talk this out” she felt the gravity of her weight shifting, as her leg dangerously tangled between the spare cable wires, and ropes.

A strong hand suddenly grasped her, her waist clasped in the arm, “Uh…hero” she muttered, the muscles beneath her twitching, the unusual dull eyes of his, shimmered with madness, something she had never witnessed, it had been seven months, she had cut off contact with other villain’s and hero’s, she was just a side pawn after all, dealing with dangerous chemicals and medicines, and after her last failed mission, she was insulted and beaten up by her own kind, by those condemned from the world, just like her?

The other villain’s

That’s when her point of view towards them changed, she was better of starving in the streets than getting, abused in the place she once considered home, being intelligent but not strong, she could not do enough to get out of here, so she secretly ran off one night, away from everything and then held hands with the hero’s assistant. Her death was the highlight of the newspapers for weeks, the civilians were happy, ‘the devil who had tormented their hero’ was finally dead.

The reason was that failure potion of hers, that stupid ‘love potion’.

“Let me explain” the villain’s were almost all wiped out, did his assistant gave away her identity because now there would be no one to save her, protect her, or was it because he believed that killing the last villain was better off than letting her live and giving her a chance to cause more chaos. “I have become a good person” she explained herself, hoping it would work.

“Hic…” she hiccupped, feeling his breath on the nape of her neck, he slowly nestled his nose on her neck, inhaling her scent, the scent he had been craving since the last two years.

Seeing the hero rubbing his nose on her neck, the villain felt herself stiffening, the warmth he shared made her crave for something more.

This was getting dangerous, she had to get out of this situation right now, she felt him shifting his weight, and placing his forehead on her shoulder, tilting her head as slowly and as much as the villain could, she froze.

‘The hero is crying’

“Did you run away because the love potion didn’t work on me” he whined, his smoky voice making her flinch, “It was not because I didn’t love you…It was because…because” he muttered, sobbing silently, “I had no idea that you gave me love potion”.

The villain’s eyes snapped open, then why was he behaving like this swaying her emotions once again, she had once been in love with him, but the situations between them didn’t allow her to express her feelings to him and so she stepped back, retreating in the shadows. She once felt the urge to tell him she was alive, to bring down the villain’s together with him not share the information with his assistant, but it was all in the past.

“Then why” villain muttered, trying to sound logical, hero tightened his eyes close, refusing to look up, “Because I loved you long before…so maybe…the potion didn’t work on me…or maybe because I had grown accustomed to hide my obsession for you…I didn’t notice”, the villain couldn’t speak, but allow herself to be helplessly caressed in the arms of the guy she once loved, and who still loved her, and had probably been loving the ghost of her for the last two years.

“Please don’t leave me” he whispered, his husky voice sending shivers down the villain’s spine. Slowly locking eyes with the deranged maniac in front of her she realized, there was no way he was letting her go. She was trapped, right now in his arms, and later maybe in his room.

[sparkles-and-trash]

todobaku ft Izuku who loves his friends so much!

Listen, Bakugo understands that watching him and Shouto dance around each other for years have been annoying.

He understands that they’ve both been thick idiots who both refused to believe the other could like them back.

But they’ve finally worked it out, a little while ago actually, but the just shared the news last night, and fuck him, he kinda expected people to be sorta happy for them.

And to be fair, most people have been.

So why the fuck is Izuku looking like he’s about to tell Bakugo that they both fell off the charts and are getting their hero licsenses revoked?

Bakugo isn’t scared of much, but when Izuku gets like that he’s fucking terrifying, okay?

At least the fucker still has tje decency to knock, even though all the walls are glass and there’s really no need, but that one is forever polite.

Bakugo gestures for him to come in, and Izuku walks solemnly up to him and sits in the chair on the other side of the desk.

«Kacchan, we have to talk.»

Bakugo huffs.

«What, ya gonna dump my ass?» he asks cheekily, but Izuku doesn’t humor him.

«I understand you’re finally dating Shouto-kun?» he asks instead, and Bakugo only nodds, and Izuku contuines.

«You have to be good to him, Kacchan.»

Bakugo blinks.

«Wha- the fuck you sayin’ that for, huh?!» Bakugo asks, highly offended.

Izuku doesn’t even flinch.

«He’s so *good*, Kacchan,» he says instead.

«You can’t hurt him.»

Bakugo rolls his eyes, but he feels a little flustered at this point.

«Tch, you think I don’t fucking know that, huh?» Bakugo shoots back.

«You think I haven’t thought about it for every goddamn day since we were sixteen?»

Izuku’s face softened a little.

«I know, Kacchan, but Shouto’s my best friend,» Izuku says, still serious, but a little softer now.

«He’s the kindest person I know, and I know a lot of kind people.»

Bakugo just «tch’s».

«And what, knowing me since we were kids isn’t good enough for you? You think I’m gonna fuck it up?»

Izuku sighs.

Dramatic ass.

«I don’t, Kacchan, but this is just something I felt like I had to do,» he explains, and Bakugo crossed his arms.

«If you hurt him, I will kill you.» Izuku says seriously.

Bakugo shivers.

«I believe that,» he says earnestly, and Izuku smiles.

«It’s not just me, you know?» Izuku says, and Bakugo raises his eyebrows.

«Kirishima is over at Shouto’s office doing the same thing right now.»

Bakugo shoots up from the chair before he has time to think.

«That idiot is WHAT?!» he shouts, and bursts out of the office, heading for Shouto’s own down the hall in record speed, not noticing Izuku’s chuckles as he goes.

It takes all the self-control he has to not use his explosions tl go faster, but as he comes to a halt in front of the big glass walls in front of Shouto’s office, he realizes the situation he has to save Shouto from is very different than the one he just faced with Izuku.

Inside the office is a very stiff and awkward Shouto, awkwardly patting Kirishima’s (thankfully) not styled hair as the red haired hero is fully sobbing on poor Shouto’s shoulder.

Bakugo can hear his sobbing from out there, and in between he catches some words like «so happy» «finally, man» and worst of all, «bro-in-law».

When Shouto spots Bakugo his wide eyes softens a tad, and hus posture relaxes as he points down at Kirishima with wide eyes, clearly asking for help.

Bakugo only grins back at him, but Shouto knows him and makes that stupid pouty face he knows is Bakugo’s biggest weakness, and -

Well, if both Bakugo and Shouto has to walk around for the rest of the day with Kirishima’s snot and tear stains on their shoulders for the rest of the day, then that would be a small price to pay, after all.

//

ahh my first tdbk piece ever?? I hope y’all are okay with me branching out a little on my ships, but I promise the dabihawks stuff won’t suffer from it!

[watermelonsloth]

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I can’t say I’m a Batman expert or anything, but he’s one of the DC characters I’m most familiar with and one of the DC characters I see butchered most often. People love to turn him into some grimdark codeless vigilante (even though his code is one of the most important parts of his character) or a symbol of hypermasculinity (usually toxic masculinity as well) and it misses the entire point of his character. Yeah his brooding and wealth and ability to kick ass and use of intimidation and tragic backstory and all of that is relevant to his character, but his care for the city he grew up in, his willpower and stubbornness in making it a genuinely better place, and his optimism that it will be better one day are so much more important.

I've spent most of Ghost-Maker's time in Gotham laughing my ass off, because these two are extremely hilarious and shippable, I'm always here for a good time that annoys the hell out of Bruce and the person I'm shipping him with, I want everyone to have a horrible time except me, me, I'm having a great time, but I actually legitimately loved this moment. Minhkhoa thinks that Bruce is failing Gotham because he stopped like five different crimes before he even got off the plane, a serial murder being a big example--and Bruce destroys his argument by saying he already had someone on it, they were waiting to see where he stashed the trophies so that the families could have peace, now they have to live with hearsay, that Minhkhoa destroyed a RICO case he was helping to build because the judges in Gotham are corrupt, that Bruce had already replaced the weapons shipment that he left in place, etc. And then there's Clown-Hunter, who killed a lot of people, and would do too well in Blackgate. But that's the absolute core of Bruce Wayne as Batman, exactly the problem he faces and his solution--one that isn't perfect, but he fundamentally believes in second chances. He believes in empathy for what brought a seventeen-year-old kid to the choices he made. Not to let him off without consequences, but that Batman fundamentally is an optimist who believes that people should be given help and care to be rehabilitated. It isn't just that Clown-Hunter watched his parents die in front of him, sure, that makes this more intense, but fundamentally Batman sends these villains back to Arkham because, however imperfect that help is, he believes there's always a chance for someone to get better. That is a CORE element of Batman's character and I love love love that it's so central to his fight with Ghost-Maker here. Like, if your Batman isn't coming from a place of optimism, however traumatized and grimdark and fucked up it can get at times, then that's not Batman.

[gothamite-rambler]

Juni: Dad, could you do your villainy outside the house?

Oz: This is my thing, sweetie. I kidnap heroes and try to kill them. I was planning to pass this on to you soon.

Juni: Being a villain isn't remotely what I want! I’m thirteen; my biggest issue right now is my pimple, not prison time. The hero life isn’t any better either! Look at that kid over there, tied up, hanging upside down, just waiting for Batman to come save him. Nice hair, though.

Robin!Damian was upside down and spinning slowly. Humming a song to distract the blood rushing to his head helped keep him calm as he waited for his father or brothers to save him.

Robin!Damian: Thank you. As for my father… I actually like being a hero. He was against it, but much like my older brothers, I wore him down. That and he went missing.

Juni giggled and shrugged in agreement.

Juni: Fair enough. Don’t you want to do something else though?

Robin!Damian: Eh, maybe in a year or two. I enjoy this life. Doctor, lawyer, maybe start a business. Apologies for occupying your laundry room with my kidnapping.

Juni: You’re fine; it’s my dad who can’t take his criminal activity literally anywhere else! There are like five warehouses you could use, go there!

Oz: Why can’t you support your father? I provide for you! Nice house, new phone. I even bought you that silly green teddy bear!

Juni: It’s a Wicked brandef Build-A-Bear, and it gives me comfort dealing with all this.

Robin!Damian: Do they make good teddy bears there?

Juni: Totally! I’d recommend a classic teddy bear to start.

Robin!Damian: Hm… I’ll let my father know that. Thank you.

Juni (walking over to the washing machine): No problem. And if he keeps saying no, guilt trip him.

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Many hours later, after Damian was saved, he took Juni's advice and put on the waterworks when Bruce refused to buy him a teddy bear.

Damian (fake sobbing, lying on the ground): You don’t love me! I just wanted a Build-A-Bear experience, and you said no! It can give me a comfort! Mother would’ve gotten me the bear! You’re not my father or my baba, you don’t love me!

Damian screamed and cried as Bruce and Alfred stood by. Bruce tried to ignore him, but suffice it to say that didn't work.

Bruce (giving in): Alright, I’ll buy you a stupid bear! Just stop crying and wait while I get my freaking wallet.

Damian (sniffling): This might help me with my PTSD, Father.

Bruce: Why are all of you such good actors?

Damian snickered while remaining on the ground as Bruce went to get his wallet. Alfred walked over to Damian and handed him a cookie.

Alfred (walking off): I respect the trickery.

Damian: Thanks!

[thebestusernamepossible]

Thoughts combining two of three of my biggest interests rn

Isat x Gravity falls (note I’m role swapping, but if the roles had romance between them please note that it’s platonic now. Like the people in the Isa and Sif roles aren’t being shipped. Likewise, if I put someone in the gravity falls roles and they are being shipped I don’t ship those GF characters necessarily.)

Anyway, GF characters in isat roles

Siffrin -> Mabel. Her whole thing is that she doesn’t want to lose the people she loves and she tries to hold onto them, accidentally causing the apocalypse. Sounds VERY similar to Sif’s whole deal tbh. Mabel is also someone who acts as the ‘funny jokes person’ in her group, similarly to Siffrin, and controversy i’d say it’s a bit of a protective layer for both of them. Also the way Siffrin’s loops works and how he almost seems to crave them near the end and how Mabel was in the bubble can be parallels. Do you see the vision???

Odile-> Dipper. OK HEAR ME OUT!!! I know you’re going ‘no Ford would be Odile!!!’ WRONG! First of all, no Dipper is scrappy in a way Odile is and Ford isn’t (Ford is badass and kinda unhinged but he’s not ‘scrappy’ even when going insane). Also Dipper is generally more pessimistic and less gullible than Ford. Dipper and Odile are both people with a thirst for knowledge who don’t like not knowing things. Both these characters have a clear ambition, but are similarly grounded in how much they CARE. Also Ford could never pull off the sus quest, but I think Dipper could 100%. Also also Dipper and Odile are doing the same type of shenanigans to me (-awkward teen boy things).

Isabeau-> Stan. Hmmmmmmmmm…. Changing everything about yourself until the old you is dead because you hate yourself? Being too much of a coward to communicate with the people you love despite them meaning everything to you? Refusing to acknowledge how smart you are and acting dumb (well ok this one is a stretch because Stan actually thinks he’s stupid, but he TAUGHT HIMSLEF TO REBUILD THE PORTAL???? FORD needed BILLS help for that! Ofc Stan had some of Fords notes, but like…. He taught himslef complex physics to PUNCH A HOLE IN REALITY. I think it applies.)? Yeah Isa and Stan are weirdly good parallels.

Mirabelle-> Ford. I’m mostly relating him to Mira becaus Sif the way he felt like he was solely responsible for killing Bill weighed on him. This isn’t the most 1-1, but Mira is someone who is different from her peers. She follows a belief of change while being the most aroace autistic invidual ever who wants to stay the same execpt she gets to be a scholar and learn everything. OK FORD. Also I think if the Change God pulled a Bill Cipher on her she would also become a Sci-Fi hero and go try to fucking kill it, Ty <3

Bonnie-> Pacifica? Sorry the pines family is four members and none of them except maybe Mabel fit into the Bonnie slot, and Maybel is better as Sif to me. They could theoretically be Soos or Wendy who sometimes get added but none of them give Bonnue vibes and also if you have one you need the other.

Loop-> I so BADLY want to say Dippy Fresh…. so I will. Loop is Dippy fresh, fuck you. (Created from a wish of an alternate Mabel wishing that somewhere she had company while going isane? For a Dipper that understood the Loops? Idk.) OR MAYBE!!!! Anti-Mabel????? Alternatively she’s ‘Shooting Star’ (Mabel in a loop situation)

King-> Bill. Do I need to explain this? Pathetic horrible guys who have sympathetic backstories but are sopping wet assholes

Change-> axolotl

Euphie- J the Unswerving (Oracle)

[hello-sweetheart]

The Cat’ Meow pt. 1

After a brutal fallout with his not-quite-boyfriend, Steve’s childhood cat goes missing and he’s left in frantic distraught. Unbeknownst to him, Tam-Tam finds his way into the home of a certain chaotic witch.

“There is no us; there will never be an us. Don’t you understand that?”

Steve’s voice “You're right, I don’t understand. Why don’t you let yourself be happy, for fuck’s sake. Is it really that difficult for you not to be a fucking asshole? You’re an empath, why are you doing this—hurting people? What do you even get from it?”

“I do it because I feel everything and I love it when they hurt. When they feel like shit, humiliated… When they feel like dying. Misery company, baby, and I refuse to the only miserable son of bitch in this american-pie ass town.”

“Billy, wait—“

“Don’t fucking touch me, Steve! And don’t, don’t fucking pity me. I don’t want that, don’t need you to treat me like some hurt fucking mutt for you to nurse back to health.”

“Let me help you, please. This isn’t any way to live. I see you, okay. The life you deserve isn’t this life of-of rotting, letting everything fester like an infection—Billy, it’ll kill you.”

Steve wrapped his arms around Billy, breathing in deeply besides his neck. The cologne he was wearing, the gift Steve gave him for his birthday, a warm scent of amber in nose. For a moment, only just, Billy softened before becoming the stone wall he always resorted himself to be.

“You can’t keeping going like this. Just… Let me help you.”

“That’s not your fucking place,” Billy smirked and flicked Steve’s bottom lip with his tongue, “I tolerated you better when all you did was lay your back and beg for it.”

“You know what? Fuck. You. Go ahead and stay miserable for all I care, but don’t drag me down with you.”

Billy stumbled as Steve pushed him back. “Get out of my house.” In a moment of weakness, regret ached in his heart before he snubbed it out, watching Steve’s quick steps retreat up the stairs followed by a slamming door that resounded throughout the house.

This isn’t the life he’s meant to have. Settle down long enough to put down roots. To be wanted— Loved? How long until Steve found someone better? To have it fade or torn away from him right when he began to let himself hope? Billy would never be able to survive that again.

So he steeled himself turning to the door and opening it just a creek before a flash of white bolted for the opening. Instinctively, he blocked it with his boot and the sentient mop protested up at him with a yowl.

Tam-Tam was Steve’s elderly cat who, despite living a life of pamper luxury, insisted on trying to make a jail break at any given opportunity.

Billy looked down at the white cat, its tails swooshing side to side in irritation.

Steve would probably spend a few days seething but would eventually try to seek him out again. That hero complex of his that made him see Billy like a bird with an injured wing.

And like a weak man, Billy would soften under his whispered promises. Could feel his warm touch already, the persistent nonchalance of his that made Billy want to spill his guts about every grievance like some poor simmer at confession.

Billy was not his to save.

He clenched his fist and bent down to remove its collar. With a deep breath he let the door swing wide open. The stupid cat was out like a bolt of light disappearing between the homes.

He left the collar on the door knob, not bothering close the door, and began his walk to the Camaro.

Steve loved that fucking cat, he’d never fucking forgive him. And that’s exactly what Billy wanted: to be left the fuck alone. To prove that some people are beyond repair. Save your breath, there is no ‘fixing’ me.

Starting the car he chanced a glance down the street. The cat was no where to be seen.

This is what he wants, he told himself with a deep breath. The sound of the engine rumbling to life was deafening loud in the still night.

Come morning, that damn cat will have likely been picked off by a coyote.

Jesus fuck, he rubbed his eyes with the heel of his palms, he needs a cigarette.

——

The house was a cold tomb in morning.

Steve slipped on a sweater, a baby blue knit, and rubbed his arms as he descended the stairs in socked feet, slowing at the landing.

The door was wide open to a deceptively beautiful morning. On the knob was a brilliant red collar, the pendant gleaming as it caught the soft sunlight.

Billy wouldn’t, he couldn’t have … could he?

His heart, he didn’t think it was still beating.

His hands, they shook as he released the banister.

“Tam-Tam?”

He called out, but he knew.

He knew Tam-Tam was long gone.

But Steve felt like he was the one that was lost.

———

Across town, in a small clearing in the woods by the trailer park, Eddie puffed on his blunt. His notebook laid open in the dirt with a half finished song that was giving him trouble, hoping that a bit of Mary Jane would help it along.

Close by a bush rustled with a pathetic yowl, catching his attention enough to snuff the remainder of his blunt.

Creeping closer, he approached cautiously.

Stray poofs of white had remained caught in the branches and underneath a stark white cloud peered at him with intense suspicion.

“Hey, kitty. Got yourself into some trouble, huh? Come here, sweetheart.”

In his knees, bit of rocks digging into his skin from the hole in his jeans, he bent down to get a closer look.

Eddie tried clicking noises, baby talk, kisses, and the good old ‘pstpstpst’.

In the end, a last ditch effort of Eddie trying to mimic the mewling of a kitten is what made the cat creep out from the bush and give his extended hand a inspective sniff before deciding to crawl right in his lap.

[marigoldbaker]

more thoughts bc i wrote just that fic last night as tho possessed — thea and khalid get along for a lot of the reasons she said but also some that didn’t come up!

she’s a renowned battle hero by that point and the minute she showed up he grabbed her hands like oh my GOD someone QUALIFIED is here. but not coming from a place of fear, just like! relief that this raised their chances at actually succeeding! and thea noticed the subtle distinction cocked her head a little and went this man is interesting i bet he has some fascinating fucking takes on the situation he’s in.

at which point they started drinking together + she roped him into some of the card games the soldiers play. they have a lot of inebriated and tearful conversations about how much they love their wives (thea’s wife being an absolute nightmare who’s like 400 years older than her and refuses to marry her despite deliberately stringing her along for over a century. that’s a whole other story). khalid is the only person to date who actually accidentally unlocked eventual access to the WHOLE story behind thea’s paramour, at which point he grabs her shoulders like in a drunk girls in the bathroom kinda moment and goes I can kill her. Do you want me to kill her? I can seriously fucking kill her. and thea is just like 💖💖💖💖💖💖💖 (kinda tearing up) no man you don’t have to do that it’s okay

she is often written off as unintelligent and brutish and he is often written off as weak and cowardly and i think they both respond to that with a sort of similar indifference/resilience, where they don’t love the sentiment but they understand how people got there and they don’t see the point in arguing with people who aren’t discerning enough to figure them out + also kinda secretly think it’s true anyway. he mentions that he appreciates her insight and thea goes ?? and kinda does a very touched double take bc that’s the first time anyone has said that to her. she mentions that he’s a lion of a man and khalid is like ??????? (a little tearful) th thank you!!!!!

he thinks her crush on jaheira is 1) a testament to her taste 2) a demonstration of her love and respect for him, bc she will do all kinds of complicated parkour to try and avoid his wife, as she is deeply into his wife, which he thinks is literally the only appropriate response to his wife. so in the most insane way possible this actually does bring them closer because she is so intensely dedicated to demonstrating that out of respect and admiration for one of the best friends she’s made she’s never going to put the moves on jaheira despite being possessed w cosmic longing + he’s like yeah obviously. Cosmic longing is the ONLY way ANYONE intelligent can respond to jaheira. Don’t know why this isn’t happening with more people. I love our friendship too btw

she is the kind of friend where jaheira is always saying in a slightly put upon tone — OH. you were out drinking with THEA. okay. How much property damage was there.

she calls khalid “sunshine” :) she’s a very nickname-y person and when he asks why she’s like Um Because You Light Up A Room???? God??? You Should Know This, Man. Whatever. Don’t Make Me Talk About It More. he spends like a week trying to figure out a return nickname being a whole nerd about it consulting all sorts of sources and taking notes and maybe looping jaheira in (jaheira is like WHY. NO) until finally settling on “sunlight” bc he would have gotten best friend necklaces for her at claire’s if that was a thing in bg1 but this is the next best matchy matchy nonsense he can come up with. thea is like (vibrating slightly trying not to cry) that’s so stupid i hate it. He speaks terrible woman so he knows he landed a critical hit and goes :) for the rest of the week

[raviolitin]

Thinking about the deleted scene from Good Form and how amazing it is.

David is stumbling and struggling to climb, but refuses to appear weak. He doesn’t ask Killian to slow down, nor does he falter at any point, pushing forward despite how much he’s deteriorating.

Hook has David in a perfect position to kill him. He could get everything he wants by taking Pan’s deal, escaping the place he hates so much. It would be so easy to stab him now, pretend he died a hero’s death and go on to take the easy route out of the entire situation. Instead, he takes the weapon intended to kill David and asks him to take it. He uses the very thing Pan wanted to be his end to try and help David up, to make his journey easier, to save his life.

David has already heard the conversation between Hook and Pan at this point, he’s all too aware of the fact that Killian is probably intending to kill him. He denies his help, partly because he doesn’t trust him in the slightest, and partly because he’s not going to die in a cowardly, pathetic way in front of a pirate. He says himself that if he’ll die he’ll “do it with honour, honour transcends death.” and it’s shown in how he behaves. He hates himself for dying and the way he’s chosen to do it, he won’t make it that much worse by being weak and dependent in his final hours, especially in front of Killian.

David gets up himself in a twisted way of proving himself to a man who isn’t judging him in the slightest, shaving hours off of his life in the process. It’s here where he makes the comment about honour, with Hook responding that in his experience, honour causes death. He’s watching David make the same stupid mistakes his brother did in real time, being too obsessed with honour and it being fatal.

At its core, this scene is so crucial to both the development of their relationship in this episode, and Hook’s development as a character. He could kill David, but doesn’t even consider it. He turns his weapon into a way to aid David, rather than making it his end.

[proudfreakmetarusonikku]

okokok i know Literally Nobody Asked but I NEED to get this down. some more about my “metal sonic makes his own sonic oc” AU I’ve had since I was like nine.

I’ve made a post on it before, but here’s a quick summary bc like, I do not expect you guys to hunt down my old posts lol. Basically, the idea is that instead of going for the whole dramatic take over the world thing in Heroes, Metal Sonic instead decides to go with a more subtle approach, instead disguising himself as a normal organic hedgehog (who, as mentioned, is basically his original character) to infiltrate Sonic and his friends from the inside and steal their data while they’re none the wiser. They’re Nova, here’s the drawing I’ve done of them, they’re based on a mixture of Neo Metal Sonic, classic Amy, and like every Sonic OC I saw in the early 2010s (I love them this is not meant to be a dig at them it’s an affectionate homage).

(As you can probably tell, he does not know what gender is. This will be a plot point.)

Anyway, so he ends up staging a scene where “Nova” is being attacked by Badniks (that he “repurposed” from Eggman- Eggman has no idea what’s going on except that Metal Sonic inexplicably vanished), knowing full well that Sonic's recklessness and thirst for adrenaline will stop him from questioning how strange it might be. This works, for approximately five seconds because Metal Sonic is terrible at acting like a normal person. He goes from faking fear to eerily calm to eagerly violent to exchanging snarky banter in the span of a minute, speaks in weirdly technical and verbose ways (he very much enjoys having a voice and refuses to shut up for five seconds), and seems completely unfamiliar with most aspects of human life.

Thankfully, he’s terrible at roleplaying his new OC in such a way Sonic's first reaction isn’t suspicion- after “Nova” responds with sheer terror at the idea of returning home, bursts into tears when shown mild concern, and isn’t able to answer basic questions about his life, Sonic instead comes to the conclusion that Nova is a runaway of some sort from a horrible background, and is concerned for them. This, mixed with genuinely enjoying trading banter with them means he initially genuinely trusts them- he’s not stupid, he picked up on something being suspicious he’s intuitive and smart, but his inherent disdain for those who pick on the weak and oppress them means he’s more inclined to trust someone who he believes to be running from some sort of traumatic situation, so he assumes that Nova’s just very sheltered and acting weird bc he literally was just “attacked”.

Now, Metal hates his organic disguise. He views organic beings as inherently weak, stupid, and disgusting, and even mimicking them is something that is unpleasant and wrong to him. He hates expressing his emotions, and finds it deeply humiliating that not only can he not hide them, but also that the algorithm he programmed for it is way overcalibrated, so he’s grinning at the slightest feeling of satisfaction or bursting into tears over any frustration or confusion. Basically every bodily function- down to breathing- is something he finds incredibly disgusting to even fake, and being around multiple people who eat and blink is beyond uncomfortable. He views basically everyone around him who isn’t Sonic as repulsive creatures he wants to destroy on sight, not pretend to be friends with. But it is necessary to prove his superiority to Sonic- he initially just wanted to steal their data, but he cannot help but view this as a competition. Sonic, he reasons, must be as disgusted with the inferior organics around him as Metal is, since he’s the only one who matters out of them, so if he can pretend to tolerate them better he’s proving he is the better Sonic even while he’s not actively trying to kill him.

So, like, as far as anyone’s concerned, Nova is just… kinda weird. He talks oddly, he’s very loud, he’s often confused, but he’s never anything but accommodating and kind. Tails thinks he’s cool and wishes he could dress like him (which leads to her realising she’s a trans girl sorry I believe in trans girl Tails supremacy) and Nova helps her in engineering, Amy enjoys having a friend who also has an interest in fashion (albeit a very different style), and in general things seem chill.

In his own way, Metal does get attached, too. He has a fundamentally different way of viewing the world than they do, but he’s also unused to being treated like a person or having social interaction and fun outside of violent maiming and killing, and it’s something he immediately latches onto. He still sees all of them bar Sonic as inherently lesser in importance to him, and sees them as more like useful tools rather than actual people, but that means he does want to keep them alive, and that’s a pretty big thing for a robot designed solely for violence and destruction.

With Sonic, specifically, he becomes determined to not only prove that he’s better than him but wants him to reach his full potential- so that he can prove, even if Sonic is at his absolute best, he’s still inferior to Metal. Destroying Sonic is his purpose, it’s not something he can ever stop aiming for with his programming, but he’s grown to heavily respect him, and, in his own way, enjoy his company.

But, of course, his mission is still the same. He has some organic beings he wants to spare, but he still views most of them as inherently disgusting and pitiful, and he’s still determined to become the ultimate overlord over all things. And there’s one piece he finds he needs for that- Shadow. Metal wasn’t able to properly copy his data while he was in stasis, and so he just so happens to mention hearing something about a secret treasure somewhere nearby where he knows where that base is, when Rouge is listening…

And now we’ve gotten back to the part of the timeline Heroes takes place, though obviously it happens… quite differently. Eggman has no idea what’s going on and just is very much blaming it on Sonic bc he hates him and he has no clue why his robots (and one ultimate life form) keep disappearing, which drags Team Sonic and Team Rose in turn into another round of beating the shit out of his badniks for a reasonable amount of fast paced platforming levels, Team Chaotix were hired for the aforementioned “Eggman’s minions keep Inexplicably Vanishing” issue, and Nova is there bc Metal Sonic is literally just living out his own self insert OC fanfiction of his own making. Heroes doesn’t have too much plot, though, so there’s not too much to mention…

Until, when in the final battle, Sonic gets a bit too overconfident, and ends up getting seriously hurt. Immediately, “Nova” jumps in, because Metal is not going to let his target die at the hands of anyone else, and takes what was meant to be the final blow. The sheer force is just enough to rip a chunk out of his shoulder, causing him to revert to his Neo Metal Sonic form.

Things immediately stop. Everyone is baffled, everyone has questions, and obviously hearing “I spent months infiltrating your friend group to kill you painfully” is not a… particularly fun answer? Everyone is angry, Eggman included bc his creations aren’t meant to go against his orders and running off to do an insane assassination plot is not something he ever ordered. So, overwhelmed and honestly confused, Metal does what he knows best- he runs. Sonic’s too injured to follow, and no one else is fast enough to catch him, he knows that much, but it still somehow feels more wrong than anything else.

Over the next few months, he will repair himself, and shift back into his Nova form- after all, if he failed so badly, he deserves to feel horrible and disgusting. He will wander aimlessly until he enters an unfamiliar city on the eve of a certain alien invasion. But this is long enough as it is, I am Not writing another…fourteen paragraphs what the fuck on the Shadow the Hedgehog timeline for this (though I wish I could it’s got the Metal Sonic and Shadow content I always wanted it’s what I Meant to talk about but then I rambled on way too much about the Basic Premise.)

[mikasaerens]

"Oh boo hoo the colonizer I like HAS to be queen of a continent she has no actual ties to that was permanently scarred by her family's regime instead of giving its sovereignity back to the people who actuallylive there and have for thousands of years" shut up you sound so annoying

Dany has NO right to Westeros. Miss me with that mhysa white savior shit too the Targs are a bunch of master-race-coded slavers who literally created the propblem she's failing to solve. (When people beg to be slaves again rather than live under your rule you are failing. Also she literally took a cut from slavery, refused to punish people who raped and forcibly impregnated bedslaves, and kinda entered into this bullshit with no fucking plan as a mentally disturbed teenager- it is not normal to burn a slave alive for rebelling, practice human sacrifice to get your vile fucking 'children', celebrate when you find out thousands of people are dying on another continent, or obsess over some stupid fucking prophecy that has already gotten two women killed- so she has no business leading anyone).

Also I don't ever wanna hear shit about Palestine from you since you clearly think mass murder and horrific abuses of power are fine if it's your favorite ultrablonde nazi-looking 'fire and blood' fascist #girlboss with three flying nukes and nothing but entitlement doing it

This is perhaps the most deranged ask I’ve ever gotten. And I’ve gotten a lot of deranged ones from you sick Zionists that drag Palestinians into “fandom drama”

This is a FICTIONAL book… calm the fuck down. No one has been killed, there is no slavery or slaves, or human sacrifices… it is NOT real. Remind yourself of that because you sound severely mentally ill. It’s concerning tbh, I’m worried about you.

To address the bs you typed in your post-

Daenerys is not colonizer, nor is she a white savior. She doesn’t fit any of that. Her ancestor, Aegon the Conqueror is a conqueror not even someone I consider colonizer since colonization in real life is NOTHING like what happened in the books. I actually come from a REAL LIFE colonized country and have family members who were alive before independence so to hear you call Aegon and Dany colonizers clearly tells me you know NOTHING about colonization.

Calling Targaryens “master race coded slavers”… whatever breakdown you are experiencing is something you need serious help for.

Targaryens haven’t owned slaves since before Aegon the Conqueror’s day nor have they ever since. In fact it is a Targaryen right now ending slavery. No one else but a Targaryen.

Daenerys made some mistakes in her rule and ending slavery isn’t supposed to be perfect. It’s better than your dumbass faves who sit around eating lemon cakes. Daenerys is a character who actually is involved with high stakes situations where there are opportunities to mess up. Your lemon cake loser fav never does/involved in anything important so she will never make those same “immoral mistakes”.

Daenerys had every right to kill the person who murdered her child. The fact that you argue against this is sick. You must also hate Sansa for killing Ramsay. Or Jon for killing the people who killed him, or Sandor for killing his brother or Cersei for killing her abuser husband, or Olenna for killing Joffrey etc.

The last thing about Palestinians- babe don’t lie. We know you’re a Zionist. In fact I know the account that sent this and I will expose your ugly ass if you ever come into my inbox again.

Calling Daenerys a Nazi fascist because she dared end slavery (even if it was imperfect) wow.. you’re right she should’ve taken her large army, her three dragons and left slavery intact lest she end it “imperfectly”

You are so delusional, with not one functioning brain cell.

Face it, Daenerys is THE hero of the story. She has dragons, brought magic back to the story, is a QUEEN, is strong, intelligent and has actual purpose in the story and is the daughter of the most interesting/important house in ASOIAF. She is not a villain and asoiaf is not for you if you hate her so much.

Go read another story since you have tragically misinterpreted this one.

And yes, Daenerys does have rights to Westeros. Her family created the Iron Throne, her family created that castle and King’s Landing. They have ruled for hundreds of years. And no idc if she actually ends up on the throne, that will be Bran. But Daenerys is and will always be the better ruler and queen.

Oh and I’m NEVER going to stop talking about Palestine

[the-most-humble-blog]

Why Batman is Wrong for Not Killing the Joker – A Brutally Honest Breakdown 🦇 🖤

💀 Let’s cut the bullsht—Batman’s “no-kill rule” isn’t morality, it’s fcking stupidity. Every time he refuses to put the Joker six feet under, more innocent people die.

🚨 At this point, Batman isn’t a hero—he’s an enabler.

1️⃣ “If You Kill Him, You’ll Be Just Like Him” – The Dumbest F*cking Argument Ever

❌ No, Bruce, killing the Joker doesn’t make you the Joker. ❌ Saving innocent lives by removing a mass murderer isn’t “crossing a line.” ❌ Joker isn’t some tragic anti-hero—he’s a genocidal maniac who has killed THOUSANDS.

✔ If a cop guns down a terrorist mid-massacre, are they “just as bad” as the terrorist? F*ck no. ✔ If someone kills a serial killer mid-murder spree, does that make them a monster? Hell no.

💀 Batman allowing Joker to live is NOT justice—it’s negligence.

2️⃣ “But If He Kills, He’ll Lose Control!” – Cope & Seethe, Wayne

💀 Batman is a trained warrior, not some fragile schoolboy who can’t handle his emotions. 💀 He beats criminals into f*cking comas every night, but somehow killing ONE mass murderer would break him? 💀 The idea that he’d suddenly turn into a mindless executioner is pure cope.

✔ Batman is one of the most disciplined people alive. ✔ Batman already chooses who to brutalize and who to spare. ✔ He literally carries kryptonite JUST IN CASE Superman goes rogue—but he can’t trust himself with Joker?

🔥 Reality check: He just doesn’t want to take responsibility.

3️⃣ “But Gotham Has a Legal System!” – Yeah, That’s the F*cking Problem

❌ Joker has been arrested and “locked up” COUNTLESS times. He always escapes. ❌ Arkham Asylum has revolving doors—this isn’t rehabilitation, it’s a f*cking joke. ❌ The body count goes UP every time Batman refuses to end him.

✔ Joker is a walking natural disaster. ✔ Keeping him alive isn’t “justice”—it’s a constant green light for more massacres. ✔ At this point, Batman’s no-kill rule is actively harming Gotham.

💀 If Batman REALLY cared about Gotham, he’d do what needed to be done.

4️⃣ “Killing Would Change Who Batman Is!” – Yeah, Into Someone Who Actually Solves Problems

🚨 Batman is already feared. He’s already brutal. He’s already a f*cking terror to criminals. 🚨 But the one thing criminals know? He won’t kill. And that’s why they keep coming back. 🚨 Joker doesn’t fear Batman—he laughs at him.

✔ Imagine if Batman snapped Joker’s neck ONCE—how many other psychos would think twice? ✔ Imagine if villains KNEW there was a permanent consequence—would they be so reckless? ✔ Imagine a Gotham where people don’t have to live in fear because ONE f*cking lunatic finally got put down.

💀 Batman isn’t a symbol of hope—he’s a symbol of useless self-imposed rules.

5️⃣ “But Batman is Better Than That!” – No, He’s Just a Coward

❌ This isn’t about morality—it’s about fear. ❌ Batman is afraid to take responsibility. ❌ He’s afraid of breaking his own dumb code, even if it saves lives.

✔ Joker isn’t a villain to be arrested—he’s a monster that needs to be put down. ✔ This isn’t about “justice”—it’s about preventing more innocent bloodshed. ✔ Keeping Joker alive is not heroic, it’s f*cking reckless.

🔥 If Batman actually wanted Gotham to be safe, he’d throw the no-kill rule in the f*cking trash.

🔥 Final Verdict: Batman’s No-Kill Rule is the REAL Crime

✔ If a real-life hero let a serial killer escape 100+ times, we’d call them a FAILURE. ✔ Joker is Gotham’s biggest problem, and Batman REFUSES to solve it. ✔ The no-kill rule is nothing but a useless moral excuse that costs lives.

💀 Batman isn’t protecting Gotham—he’s protecting his own fragile conscience.

🔥 REBLOG if you’re tired of Batman’s bullsh*t. 💬 COMMENT if you think Joker should’ve been dead YEARS ago. 🚀 FOLLOW for more brutally honest takes on fictional (and real) stupidity.

[dekusleftsock]

I love your analyses so much! Especially the one about why bkdk and togachako aren't toxic. You really changed my mind on bkdk, so thanks for that!!

Awww you’re so sweet!!! Ty!

I feel like fandom has a habit of either exaggerating something, or straight up using the wrong terms because they don’t know what the term really is.

Toxic, abusive, etc are so wildly used for so many different things. And authors intent also gets lost in that. A story and it’s interpretations can easily be taken and malformed and destroyed. Prime example would actually be the first Matrix released in 1999. It’s a movie about trans identity, the allegory being confirmed by the authors years later, yet most people remember the matrix simply because of the “red or blue pill” scene, taking it as a silly joke.

So I feel like it’s really easy to get trapped in the whole “this ship is toxic” mantra, especially on platforms that aren’t tumblr. (Tumblr too ofc, but it’s easy to just find a post and create a new opinion since the algorithm isn’t necessarily built to keep you in an echo chamber)

And it also just feels toxic itself? It doesn’t promote critical thinking to just say “this ship is abusive”, especially when that word is so unbelievably watered down.

Going back to authors intent, if you told me “Yoon Bum and Sangwoo are toxic and abusive as fuck from killing stalking” I’d say, “no shit Sherlock” because it was from start to finish supposed to BE THAT WAY. (And anyone who says they aren’t I fully don’t trust you that was absolutely not the point of killing stalking) BKDK always falls into this toxic/abusive mantra because of the bullying and the general rough dynamic that Katsuki creates. And that’s stupid in my opinion. Most of its hatred is built off of people’s own experiences with bullying and a refusal to let a character grow and change when they have a trait they don’t like. For some reason people see mass murder or serial killers as more redeemable or better people than childhood bullying. WHICH THAT BULLYING???? MOST OF ITS RETCONNED NOW AND BASED OFF OF ASSUMPTIONS OF WHAT BAKUGOU ACTED LIKE.

The killing yourself comment he told deku? Literally retconned. I’m so done with that shit. Like I could attempt to tell these people why character development matters more than their stupid fucking opinions, but atp I’d literally rather just say “it’s retconned” because it fucking is.

Any opinions people have of togachako being toxic or something I’ve just straight up brushed off as misogyny. BECAUSE IF A MAN WAS IN THAT DYNAMIC… IF A MAN WAS THE HERO… IF A MAN FIXED HER EVERYONE WOULD FUCKING LIKE IT

Because people like when men fix women. But ochako doesn’t WANT to fix her. She likes the current toga. She just doesn’t want the murder. Good fucking day.

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Session 54: Sat 5 Oct 2024

Now, there’s some things to sort out from last week. Who exactly is at fault here for the almost-TPK? Jorg’ath refuses to accept responsibility, because the DM told him it would be safe. The DM’s response is that he was daft to trust him, he’s the DM!! Jorg’ath’s defence for this is that he is, quote, “a big dumb lizard”, which, fair. We’re still here though, so no harm done I suppose.

Sprocket’s Discord makes him sound like he’s put his phone in his pocket. Hartvig has put some money on a car - it turns out most of us own Peugeot 207s.

Now we don’t know if the big worm thing was Jafaki, who Chuffcum asked us to kill. Maybe we should go back and check for a wallet or something. Does Hartvig have Speak with Dead? No. How about Chat with Dead? Hobnob with Dead? No. He’s got Create Undead…?

We do a little recap for Luna who’s been away a couple of weeks now, and off we go. Luna discovers she’s been robbed. Her gems! Oh, no, wait, she gave them to Hartvig for his Crystal Healing ability. Speaking of healing, we need to take a rest. Lots of farting about with potions and abilities and items and spells, and then we all have a big sleep. And give Luna the Bloodletting Kukri we found for her.

Hartvig and Nadia come back to full clarity and lose the Stupefied condition at last; Hartvig isn’t entirely comfortable with it. He liked the warm, fuzzy stupidity.

We are told that Jafaki is in charge of this entire floor; we will know when we find him. Skabb, with feeling: “Oh no, he’s gonna have nipple clamps.”

Jorg’ath makes a beeline for the water and as soon as he hits it the turn order appears.

Sprocket: “Oh it’s just a hydra.” DM: “No, it’s two hydras.”

Goody!

Well, Jorg’ath is excited.

Luna is up first. She runs up to within ten feet of the water so she can see the beast, shoots, misses, Hero Points, 22 hits!

Nadia does the same and crits, causing the hydra 3 persistent bleed damage. Noice.

Hartvig puts his glasses on, because he’s old and broken, and moves closer as well. He does Guidance on Sprocket, who is next in the order.

Some stuff happens while I was making a sandwich, and the hydra takes its 3 Bleed damage - and then regenerates 15hp! We are suitably horrified. We need to start chopping off heads.

It does a Storm of Jaws…

It gets a crit against Hartvig and the DM deletes the second hydra. “I don’t think we need two.” Red 19 against Luna! Miss. 23 against Jorg’ath which is a miss, 33 against Nadia, another crit, and another against Sprocket. Woof. Also, since it still has all its heads, it can’t be flanked. Yippee.

Jorg’ath. Fix everything please! He first reiterates how proud he is of us for wading into battle with him, and then starts hitting things. 27 to hit, then 21HP16, and then he would like to climb up one of its necks. It’ll be tough, the DM warns him, but he wants to have a go anyway. It gets an attack of opportunity - 21 misses. Jorgy makes an Athletics check once he’s got his character sheet back - he minimised it in his excitement - and grapples one of the heads!

Skabber next. If she were to do a 120ft long line spell, could she do it so she misses Jorg’ath? (He says he wouldn’t hold it against her if she hit him.) She’s in the old version of Roll20 and her effects aren’t working, so she is allowed to draw on the map. We can’t see that either so she takes a photo:

The DM allows it. She casts Sudden Bolt, and crits! Wait, the spell is a Reflex save, not a roll-to-hit. The hydra makes the save. It still takes half damage though, so that’s alright. She has Grabby fly over to give Hartvig a potion, and poor little Grabby gets a bunch of opportunity attacks made at her - one is a crit, so she is down. The potions she was carrying are dropped - Hartvig makes a Reflex save to see if he can catch them - he does!

Skabb Recalls Knowledge - Nature 29. They are weak to slashing damage, immune to AoE damage, their other powers are linked to the number of heads they have remaining. You can target a head - if you cut one off, you have to cauterise the stump or two more will grow back.

Luna goes for a rapier attack - 25 hits for 13 green damage. The head she has targeted looks badly damaged. 22 misses so she Hero Points - 24 hits! 13 more damage. The head is off! She jabs it with her torch and cauterises it.

One head down!

Nadia attacks with her bayonet, a hit. She misses the second one even with a Hero Point, and uses her last action to drink her last potion.

Hartvig targets the same head with Needle Darts and takes it off! He doesn’t have enough actions to cauterise, so he raises his shield and hopes that someone else has some fire damage they can do.

Sprocket does! And he’s next, handily. He works with Augustus and uses three actions to summon an ember fox! It does a bite attack on the stump, 28 hits for 6 piercing and 4 fire damage!

Two heads down!

Augustus will try and punch a face off the hydra, but he misses. The ember fox bites again, but it misses.

The hydra regenerates 9 hp and loses 7 to Nadia’s bleed damage, yeah. It can’t regrow any heads, either! It does Storm of Jaws again…

The head with Jorg’ath on it bites at Nadia (hits), and the second tries to bite Jorg’ath off the first (hits him too) and they do a contested Strength check - Jorg’ath loses. He Hero Points and rolls a red 5. It plucks him off the head and drops him in the water. The third bites the ember fox. Then it goes for Augustus and does him 20 damage. He is still standing!

How tall is this big boy, Jorgy wants to know? It’s Huge, but there is no recorded height. If Jorg’ath did a breath weapon, would all the heads have to make a save? Yes, the DM rules. He might want to back off a bit so he doesn’t get his friends. Then Roll20 craps out and dumps the hydra on top of Sprocket, so there is a short pause while the DM fixes it.

If you were to shove a staff into a hydra’s cloaca and cast a spell called Pummelling Rubble, what would - Sprocket can’t finish because we’re all laughing/chastising him.

Jorg’ath does his Dragon’s Rage Breath anyway, which is DC 22. Each head has to make the save. It rolls: 27, 19, and an 18. Two fails! Two heads off, and the last is hanging! Jorgy doesn’t have poison damage any more, and he has no actions left anyway.

Skabber! She does a Blazing Dive, aiming herself so she won’t hit any of us. Two heads are cauterised and the third fails its save so it takes some damage - Howdy Doodis! She dances on its flaming corpse.

We all go and give Hartvig a group hug, and hope some healing falls out. Skabb goes and picks him up, and plonks him down in the middle of us all. Jorg’ath is only down 11 hp, so Skabb gives him a potion.

Hartvig does a bunch of healing, and Skabb uses her wand and some mud. Skabb hisses at Jorgy for being stupid again, and then wants to know if there’s any traaayyyysure in the water; Sprocket busts out his sewing kit. Skabb rummages in the hydra leavings for potion ingredients. She gets some heads! I think? Maybe she can make a potion so that if one of our heads accidentally comes off, we can grow a new one. She harvests some blood as well (3 vials), which she can use to make healing potions.

(The DM discovers that there is a type of hydra that has 12 heads, and laments not giving us one of those instead. Hartvig: “I already miss the time when you didn’t know that.”)

Jorg’ath, who can see underwater, sees that the floor slopes down - the pool gets deeper. There are a couple of skulls that look fresh - they have lots of eye sockets and big mouths. He gives one to Hartvig and the other to Skabb. She puts it on like those pumpkin outfits for toddlers. It looks similar to something we came across on a previous floor… A bollock-sprout?

Jorg’ath gets out of the water, and Sprocket has a look at the magic see-through wall. There is another door on the other side, which we can’t get to without going all the way back around. He has a little look - Arcana 24. He knows it was once stone, and it was magicked to be see-through. It couldn’t be dispelled, because it’s not currently magic. Its state has been altered and the magic is gone. He also knows that magic can’t pass through it, except maybe teleportation.

Skabb asks if it was part of the arena? The holes above the pond were used from the floor above by the flesh warpers, who likely chucked failed experiments down here to feed the hydra. The windows might have been so Velcro could come and see her pets from a safe distance.

Sprocket and Nads (spin-off show) toddle around the pond for a look at the other side. The water looks murky, and there is a bridge from the glass-walled walkway above over the water to another glass-walled bit on the other side.

Sprocket can make Augustus amphibious - the DM immediately wants to know why he hasn’t been swimming around in an Augustus-submarine this entire time. Jorg’ath splooshes in and has a look under the murk. The turn order reappears.

At the deepest end he sees what looks like an abandoned hydra nest. What would keep a hydra from its nest…? We don’t have to wonder for long, because this appears:

It's a Sarglagon. “Die, minion of Jafaki!” Jorg’ath hears in his head. (Sprocket: “Jafaki? I barely know her…”)

Nadia goes first and shoots it three times with her crossbow, a hit, a crit, and a miss. The thing moves closer, and Jorg’ath makes a Will save, and apparently fails it. He is suddenly encumbered, and sinks to the bottom of the water. Good thing he can breathe down there…

It bursts up out of the water and flies over us, and forces will saves from Nadia, Augustus, Sprocket, and Hartvig: We are all Encumbered for 3 rounds after we leave its range. Nadia crit fails and is Immobile.

It speaks celestial/infernal, and speaks to Nadia in her head: “You’re one of us. Join me! We can make a pact.”

Then it hits Hartvig with a tentacle arm - is that a crit? Yes it is. He takes 21 bludgeoning, 6 evil, and 38 more on top… Then he makes a Fortitude save. He doesn’t have to though because he’s at 0hp.

Luna’s turn! She is AFK, so Sprocket has her hide with a 23, and take aim at the back of its head - 33 hits for 6 piercing and 9 sneak attack. She makes a Religion check - it’s a devil fiend, and it likes drowning things. It’s resistant to physical damage including magic weapons, and has a bunch of resistances and is immune to fire. It can summon water into your lungs to try and drown you, and it’s highly poisonous. It’s not resistant to silver, however.

Sprocket uses his second 3rd level summon thing that he did in his daily prep to summon a soul-bound doll that can cast a Healing spell, which it does on Hartvig! Hurray!

Skabb is next. How big is it? Can she do a line spell and shoot it over Hartvig’s conscious-but-still-lying-down body? She can - she does Lightning Bolt and forces a Reflex save, but it makes it. Skabb, dismayed: “Oh, fuck me!” She does Force Barrage, for 2 damage.

Jorg’ath is at the bottom of a 30 foot deep lake. He could start a new life as a sea cucumber. How can he make himself light, DM? Can he take a turbo-dump? This idea is nixed. He must put on Clumsy 1 and take a 10 foot penalty to his speed. (Oh, and Hartvig is Wounded 1.) Two movements should just about get him to the shore. He busts out his shortbow of +1, and hits for 12 piercing and 4 force damage. It takes 11.

Hartvig thinks he might be into Needle Darts territory here, as he has a lump of silver. “D’you know what? … Ah, piss, something something temporary hit point… Mumblesomething… fuck it. Needle!” 22missHP16. Booh. He raises his shield.

What kind of pact, Nadia wants to know? If she were to help the thing, it will give her stuff… Money, power, men. Women. “Yeah, nah, I’m gonna stab it with my bayonet.” She does that, moves back and shoots it, so it tries to Drown her. Now she is holding her breath, and can only act to try to not drown.

It crits against Sprocket (and by extension Augustus) and they go down, along with his summoned doll. Oh wait no the doll remains!

Luna hides again (29 Stealth check) and shoots - 32 hits for 3 piercing and extra damage for Analyse Weakness and Sneak Attack. 14 damage total. She Hides again with a 19? She assumes she’s hidden.

Sprocket is next. Death save: unless he has the doll heal him. Is there a limit on its innate spells? Augustus is gone, leaving a pile of books. And money. The doll does a 2-actioner on Sprocket - d8+8, 13 total. Sprocket gets a turn! Which he will take when he gets back from getting water, presumably for BWJ1 who has been ill. (on his birthday too, poor little bugger.) He does a Phase Bolt, rolling a 31 to hit. 4 plus something, and he stands and awaits his peril.

Skabb is next but baby Skabb has woken up, so she switches with Jorg’ath. He strides up to the beast and angles himself so he can gozz on it. He makes the noise as well. It crit-saves. “This fucking guy.” He has an action remaining, so he gives it a great big cuddle and restrains it - Fortitude save vs. his athletics - it rolls a green 40 to his 19. Hartvig to the DM: “Can you not. Just once, to show it’s possible.”

Skabb is running out of ranged spells, and the ones she has will hit all of us. It takes damage from her previous wand-spell, though. She does Thunderstrike, forcing a basic Reflex save, which it makes handily. She is on her goblin dog so she moves 40 feet and that’s all she can do.

Hartvig moves away and does a Needle Dart - 28 hits! It’s starting to look bleedy and pus-y and gross. We cheer, tiredly.

Nadia gets out her silver bullets but misses.

The thing casts Hydraulic Torrent, and hits Hartvig, Katy Perry, and Skabb with it.

It does 84 damage to Skabb, and she is dead. (Well, unconscious.) She is also pushed back ten feet. Katy Perry, aka. Sprocket's healing doll, is out as well. The sarglagon uses its tentacles on the lizard. “I can’t wait! That’s hurt me… a little bit…” It does him 5 extra eeeeeeeeevil damage as well. He rolls 27 Fortitude, which is sad because it was DC28. “This guy’s a real piece of shit.” Skabb wants to go and fight the mitflits again. “I might even marry their king.”

Luna shoots from stealth - 27 to hit, which should be just a miss. But it’s on the edge of the water and cornered by Sprocket, so 27 hits! With her sneak and her whatsits, she gets 13 total. It’s looking really ropey. She misses her second attack, and hides.

Sprocketses is down to the wire. No summoning dolls, no ooze form…No nothing. Skabb’s next turn will be a death save, so if he has potions she wouldn’t mind one. It’s a creature that spends most of its time in the water, isn’t it? It is. Sprocket hasn’t had a chance to use this yet: He casts Timber:

It saves, predictably, so he casts Phase Bolt, but it misses. He speaks what might be his final words: “You’re lumpy and you smell awful,” he tells it. (Danny Glover.)

Jorg’ath hits it with his greatsword. 20, miss, 33, hit, 27, hit - it’s looking real ropey. Skabb, unconscious: “Howdy doody? Howdy Doody!” And it’s a howdy doody!

(Skabb announces that she’s half conscious and hoping Nadia will come over and give her mouth to mouth. Sprocket gives her a potion.)

Nadia spots what looks like an amulet. She asks around for someone to make a magic type check on it: Hartvig is done healing, but he rolls a red ten. The others do some healing, and Skabb will have a look in a minute.

Jorg’ath finds a suit of scale mail! He immediately puts it on.

Skabb doesn’t know what the magic is in the amulet, but she thinks it could be put back together… She thinks there should be at least four more.

Sprocket looks at Jorg’ath’s armour and identifies it as Resilient Scale Mail of +1. Nice.

Augustus comes back and starts eating all the money and books that he dropped. And that’s it - we’ve done this room, with zero permanent deaths!

[dragaylia-unfound]

You know, since I’m here at work sitting on Gaiden more without anything else to think about rn, I gotta get the thoughts out of my head on how I love how sincere this game is with Kiryu.

Past games always worked so hard to, yes, deconstruct and add depth to his Tough Masculinity, but also worked to make him a Cool Super Action Hero who fights his way through everything and never kills and saves the day and his he’s Just So Cool - but here, even while he keeps getting into fights, the focus is placed SQUARELY on his compassion and empathy. The focus isn’t on how hard he has to fight to win; it’s firmly on what he’s fighting FOR, on the risks he’s taking for what he loves and believes in, and makes clear that this IS what defines Kiryu, more than his fists and meatheaded willingness to fight his way through anything. What defines Kiryu is his empathy. What defines Kiryu is his refusal to senselessly take lives. What defines Kiryu is his willingness to stick his neck out for people who need him, to care for the people around him no matter how much it hurts him. And no matter how much he doesn’t know how to close the gap that forms between himself and others thanks to his decades of trauma and heartbreak and survivor’s guilt, it’s that side of him that defines the things Kiryu’s done, it’s THAT side that changes the lives of those around him, that makes people wind up liking the guy, that gets him out of tough spots when nothing else will. The action stuff makes for fun gameplay and the franchise is still plenty stupid when it gets down to it… but this is SUCH a personal, comparatively lowkey story that really defines the kind of guy Kiryu is, and shows that it’s the One Man Army side of him that’s secondary to his empathetic side, not the other way around.

I don’t know how to explain it, really, but just the way the game shows what he does and sticks him with whatever comes of it… it feels like there’s a genuine understanding that Kiryu’s compassion isn’t there to make him Cool alongside his fists, it’s what serves to make him Kiryu Kazuma, the strong-hearted Dragon of Dojima who’s defined the good in the series, and that this game is FIRMLY about HIM, instead of him being The Central Fighter Of A Big Story.

GOD this series’ shift to an unironic Power of Friendship, Goodness Matters RPG storytelling setup has genuinely rounded out all my complaints with Kiryu’s stories in the past. This is Kiryu’s writing at its BEST and I don’t even think I’m halfway through this SIDE STORY.