Shinobu Kocho is for the fucking girls.
"But Giyuu!!!"
Every lesbian I know has a pathetic wet cat man they're obsessed with. It's like an emotional support animal for them.
Giyuu is, despite all his rage, just a rat in a cage. And Shinobu is poking him with a stick.
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i see this jason todd who actually looks his very young age (instead of the 30yr old man that comics like to portray)
and feel my heart breaking just imagining bruce beating him up, almost killing him, mind-breaking him, and just overall being a total piece of shit father towards him.
a huge chunk of the reason why people don't view bruce's actions towards jason as abusive or wrong is because jason doesn't look his age. he's drawn to be this 35yr old father of three who looks even older than dick (and way too on par with bruce) that people see their fights as one between batman and any of his regular rogues. when they fight, it just looks like batman is fighting a man his age and not an actual young person. it doesn't look like batman is fighting his son who's barely even drinking age (and who def wasn't drinking age in utrh). their fights are portrayed in a way that eliminates the very real power struggle between them.
this applies to jason's entire character as well. a lot of people don't sympathize with how he died or his actions as robin or his fights with the other bats because he doesn't look his age. he always looks older and scarier than everyone else. tim has many sympathizers from the titans tower incident because jason just looked like a grown man fighting a 12yr old (even tho i disagree, tim was built and like 17 lmfao).
anyways, i just wish comics would actually draw jason to look his age, which literally ranges from 19 to early twenties. he's young- so young, and it's so annoying to see him drawn and written as someone older than even bruce.
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Ghosts are Dragons.
But.
Instead of being protective or caring for one another or caring about child ghosts.
They actively view each other as threats.
Like:
"Oh, nothing personal but you gotta die now."
"Oh yea I totally get that but you also have to die now."
"Understandable."
Inspired by this glorious fic.
Dragons don't really hate each other, they just have to kill each other on sight no biggie. Even more when they feel like their hoard is in danger or a dragon is getting too close to said hoard.
So.
Danny and Vlad.
Phantom and Plasmius.
I would like to say that they're seen as really weird entities by the ghost community. On one they manage to act civil with each other (I.E not trying to tear each other's cores out or something) and then on the other they're literally how dragons would expect them to be (Phantom and Plasmius).
Of course, a ghost's act of civility is not the same as a human's, so they're just viewed as... really fucking weird. In human form their instincts are kinda on the back burner but still there so they're somewhat antagonistic with each other.
In ghost form?
Bloody brawl.
Even worse if you try and fit into the idea of the Fenton family being apart of both their hoards. Most common link being Maddie but if you wanna get kinda cracky with it could be Jack too for a Vlad/Jack angle.
On one hand, Vlad wants Danny to be his kid. On the other it's like "Okay no hard feelings but you really need to die now."
Then imagine if this was a Nasty Burger explosion au and Danny falls into Vlad's custody. It's like, okay, cool, Vlad got what he wanted but wow does his dragon side want this kid dead and damn he has really good self-control and somewhat morals to not try and strike a grieving child.
Danny, on the other hand, is very, very sad and his dragon side also, very much, wants Vlad dead.
They get into some fights. Well. A lot of fights. Nothing big.
By dragon standards anyway.
Look! Two dragons! In one house! And they haven't torn out each other's cores and disabled on another! It's a miracle!!!
(Sidenote, I feel like Danielle wouldn't really be around in this au because, you know. Dragons kinda want each other dead and all that.)
So yea, in the eyes of ghosts those guys Phantom and Plasmius are really, very weird dragons. And so, extremely but confusingly civil.
In the eyes of humans, however... well.... kinda... paints a bad picture.
To one Bruce Wayne especially when they meet each other at a gala.
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i've said this since the first stream and i've known this since he began talking about genloss and i will keep saying it. genloss is an exploration of the feelings of being a content creator and being constantly under the eye of the public, being scrutinised and torn apart and controlled by a constantly spectating audience. what does it mean for a person to have their life broadcast, to be examined by strangers, and to have it all happen suddenly and explosively with no chance for you to have prepared for it? there is a line drawn between the person you were before and after people noticed you. there is not as much of a line drawn between who you are in front of thousands and who you truly are. can your actions, when you are under the pressure of the public and a company paying your bills, be separated from who you are? somewhere in the tangle of your reality and the wires, cold glass screens and warm flesh and blood, there is the person that you are and that you have been, have always. it's just hard to identify it through the tv static.
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Thinking about the Fate-unravelling incantation once again.
Moros spoke of how he was not only the Fates' brother but also their guardian, and that they raised him under their watch. He was privy to their weavings, as the sole emissary to this trio of all-powerful, reclusive deities whose threads bind even the gods.
So, surely, he was there when Nyx met with the Fates to bring Zagreus back to life? We know that quite a lot of Nyx's children are old old—Thanatos has known Megaera much longer than Zagreus has ever been alive, yet he is implied to be one of the younger or at least middle children—so it's not entirely out of the question that Moros is already grown up enough to work with and for the Fates.
Moros knew of the price and consequences of defying the Fates' weavings. Of which their Mother, the Primordial Night herself, refuses to speak about even to this day, whatever terrible things it cost her or involved. She doesn't even allow any discussion about the Fates themselves, either. It was THAT bad and that's all we need to know.
It speaks volumes of how dire the present situation is, and how much Moros wants to assist Melinoë's task—not just help it, but make it possible in the first place (re: her bloodline curse)—that he straight up defies the top brass of the celestial bureaucracy by doing the godly equivalent of a younger sibling who overheard his older siblings had put some leftovers in the fridge to eat later, then went and stole the food for himself when they left the house.
Oh Moros, you've got it bad. At least you don't officially condone Mel's actions. We all know that's how bureaucracy works, right?
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