#and if anyone wonders I don't think Jason killed that guy and even if I did who cares? he was a horrendous monster

[violentdick]

-source: Batman (1940) #6-

Weapon of choice: "Jason killed the POS because he didn't save him when he fell over the balcony." -sips tea- "So is Dick a murderer too?"

[mcflymemes]

AS SAID BY JASON TODD/ROBIN/RED HOOD *  assorted dialogue from multiple dc universe sources, adjust as necessary

i did it once for dramatic effect and it just got to be a habit.

you can't tell, but i'm dozing off under this mask.

a whole night in paris... and i managed to not kill anyone. not bad.

you made the same mistake everyone does when it comes to me.

i want to warn them... but i know i can't.

don't know, don't care. i got my hands full.

do you remember the last time we were together?

looks like you guys could use a hand!

i'm looking for someone.

i'm afraid it's about to get much worse.

the angry, reckless vigilante bit is my thing.

i'm not good or bad. i'm just practical as hell.

you and i are more alike than you realize.

i get it. starting over is scary as hell.

i don't even need to turn around to know that's you.

thanks for thinking of me. i'm happy to help. honored, even.

i generally have several madness-inducing hallucinations before breakfast.

nothing in the real world can be as frightening as what we can imagine... right?

you don't think i understand what it's like to be abandoned? forgotten?

i'll be damed if my best friend is going to die... because he was dumb enough to trust me.

i'm sorry. i'm never going to be the hero you want me to be.

next time i see you, i'm going to kick your butt for this dying crap.

you have ten seconds to walk way. nine... oh, screw it.

there are better ways to spend your energy.

that looks like it's gotta hurt. well, i say that like i'm speculating or something. i know it hurts.

we chose to be a family.

if there's hope for us... there's hope for everyone.

you still haven't figured it out?

life's just a game... and this time, you lose.

i seem to have made myself an enemy of all the bad guys.

it's too late. you had your chance.

i'm just getting started.

hard to forget that night, huh?

in a way, this was the site of your first great failure.

ah... memories.

you can't stop crime. that's what you never understood.

you want to rule them by fear, but what do you do to those who aren't afraid?

i'm doing what you won't.

i'm taking them out.

now tell me... how does it feel?

is that what you think this is about?

i don't know what clouds your judgement worse. your guilt or your antiquated sense of morality.

i forgive you for not saving me.

he took me away from you.

i am no one's son.

what do you think this was all about?

welcome to planet earth, baby.

fear isn't the answer.

you son of a bitch.

we were friends, helping each other pick up the pieces of our lives.

it might not be a popular thought, but not everyone wants to be alive.

can you hear it?

funny, i actually escaped death.

the past keeps dragging me back.

they're not monsters. they're victims of programming, abuse, and trauma.

they can change.

fact is, they're just like us.

we became something else.

you hurt a lot of people.

we don't discriminate here.

sometimes you don't know what you want 'til you learn what you don't.

trust? you? i'll give it a try. but i'll tell you right now, i'm probably going to screw it up.

guys like us? the life we lead? we're never truly alone.

i have no idea who you people are.

you pompous ass.

before i kill you, i want the truth.

i'd like to think i'm an open-minded guy.

sure it was fun. but does that mean it was right?

sometimes i wonder if i'm just part of the problem.

i'm not doing one more damn mission with them unless you get me someone i can trust to watch my back.

knew you couldn't do it.

it's official. class is in session.

[imshii-kin]

Good Luck

Platonic Yandere Dc x reincarnated Reader

I made this a bit ago so have mercy :,)

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Summary : Y/n, who recently taken an interest in the DC universe, finds themself in that very universe after a little roadkill accident.

Prologue, Chapter # 1 (you are here), Chapter 2, Chapter 3, Chapter4, Chapter 5, Chapter 6

Never feel guilty for starting again. - Rupi Kaur

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It had been a few hours since Y/n had awoken, she felt like she was in shock. She could remember walking back to her dorm from the public library. She had picked a random comic from the comic section, deciding to venture from her usual picks.

She could remember the bright headlights barreling towards her, the pain, her breath slowly slipping from her...

Y/n doesn't know is she can look at a truck the same way again.

"What do you think could've caused this Lois? She was completely fine yesterday." A man with inky black hair and deep blue eyes paced around the kitchen, his brows furrowed in frustration.

The woman next to him, Louis, placed a hand on his shoulder, trying to comfort her husband. "I don't know Clark, it's strange."

Y/n sucks in a breath, she was in the DC universe.

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'...I didn't even get to finish playing through Fnaf.' Y/n thought as she watched her 'parents' talk. Sighing, Y/n recounted her situation, she could remember her past life perfectly, but she drew a blank when she tried to remember anything from this life.

In all honesty Y/n was on the verge of a panic attack, still coming to grips with the fact she died. Not only that, but out of all the universes to be reincarnated in, Y/n was reborn into one of the most dangerous universes out there. Why couldn't she just be reincarnated in a chick flick?

Louis had her arm around Y/n, holding her close and trying to comfort her. She was saying something to Y/n, though nothing really registered.

Justifiably, Y/n didn't feel like talking to anyone.

Clark sat down in front of you, gently taking your hands in his hands. "Y/n, can you tell us what could have happened? Anything at all?" Y/n shakes her head no. She chose not to mention her past life, something in her gut told her to keep it to herself.

Clark sighed disappointedly, "I guess I'll have to call Bruce." He seemed grimace when he mentioned Bruce's name.

That's never a good sign.

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"What do you mean 'No' Bruce!?" Clark yelled at the billionaire, who was trying to calm down and reason with the hero.

"Clark, I just think you're going a little overboard, let me take her back to Gotham. I can use my computers and resources that are stored in the bat cave to figure out what's wrong." Bruce explained. "We don't need to summon the Justice League for this." Bruce's brow furrowed at the stubbornness of the alien.

Off to the side Y/n watched the interaction with morbid curiosity. Though you agreed that calling up the Justice League was a bit... over the top. It was still strange how Bruce seems reluctant to interact with the Justice League in general.

Wonder why that is.

Clark runs a hand through his hair, obviously frustrated. "Why would I let my daughter go to Gotham, for all I know, this is some excuse to experiment on her kryptonian side. Find out more weaknesses," he all but snarled, "or get her killed, just like Jason!"

Clark pinched the bridge of his nose. "I can't trust her with you, not after..." He shakes his head, turning away from Bruce.

Louis had left your side to talk with Clark, allowing Jon to take her place.

There's some silence, before Jon decides to speak. "...I think you should go." He says. Y/n tilts her head towards him, brow raised. "I gave a friend there, Damien." Jon begins, "he's told me all about Bruce, I think they can help you."

Jon blushes a bit, "Plus, Damien is the most trustworthy guy I know, if you ever need help, he'll be there."

Footsteps approach you both from behind, turning to look, you both see an irritated Clark approaching you. "Well, she doesn't have a choice. She isn't going." He huffed.

"..."

"Clark, do you want her to get the best treatment or not?" Surprisingly, Lois spoke up this time. Sighing, she took Clark's hand.

"Bruce won't betray our trust, plus she'll be in one of the most protected places in Gotham, getting the best treatment she could ever get. I think we should let Bruce take her until we figure out what, or... who caused this."

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Y/n and Bruce sit in silence.

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Chapter 2

[silent-stories]

𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐅𝐑𝐎𝐌 𝐀𝐅𝐀𝐑 - 𝟑

Pairing: Eddie x F!Reader

Summary: There will be a party at your house even if you didn't organize it. The only thing you can do now is invite Eddie and hope he will come.

Part 2

Friday morning, everyone at school was talking about the party you were having at your house that night. The only problem was, you'd never decided or told anyone you were going to throw a party, much less invite half the school.

You understood what was going on when a girl whose name you didn't even know told you she couldn't wait to come over to your house that night.

You knew whose fault it was.

"Since when do you like parties?" Max asked as she walked next to you towards school with her usual skateboard under her right arm and the sun's rays making her blue eyes shine.

"And I still don't like them." You answered with frustration. "I'm not the one who organized the party."

"Oh, so it's not you who organized the party at your house?" The redhead laughed.

"Max, I swear. It was Aaron, you know, the new one?" You absent-mindedly kicked a pebble in the school parking lot, wondering what you could do to fix that shitty situation that guy had put you in.

"Oh, I know who he is. Everyone seems to be talking about him lately." The redhead answered.

"I can assure you that he's not as perfect as everyone believes. He's quite an asshole, if you wanna know."

"Oh, I knew it!" She exlamed. "I never liked that guy. He looks too much like Jason."

Your gaze fell on a young boy who was looking in your direction, not far from you.

"But I think I know someone you like." You commented with a smik.

"What?" she asked before you nodded at Lucas.

Max lowered her head hiding a smile.

"What are you waiting for? Go to him."

She rolled her eyes.

"Go!" You repeated giving her a light push in a playful way.

"Okay, okay." She laughed as she put her skateboard down and stepped on it with her foot. "See you later, okay?"

"Bye!" You said as she reached Lucas.

You watched them as they walked close and laughed with each other, you wondered if you and Eddie were something like that too. They were cute.

But now you had to suppress all your desire to kill Aaron and try to have a conversation with him.

"Aaron!" You called to him in the school corridor perhaps a little too loudly, causing some heads to turn in your direction, as you recognized his blonde hair from afar, talking to a fourth year girl.

You grabbed him by the arm, turning him towards you.

As usual, he flashed you the sparkling smile that you so wanted to punch right then.

"What the hell did you do?" You blurted out, clutching your bag in your hands.

"I don't know what you're talking about, honey."

Breathe, Y/N. Breathe.

"First, don't call me that. Second, you told everyone there's going to be a party at my fucking house."

He rolled his eyes, as if it wasn't even his fault.

"I just told a few friends that there was a chance there was a party at your house. And my friends told their friends. And their friends-"

"I get the point." You cut him off. "But I told you I didn't want to."

"And I told you it would be fun. Really, I didn't want to make everyone think there was actually going to be a party. It was just an idea."

"Well, thanks to your great idea, half the school will be at my house tonight."

"I'm sorry okay? I just-"

At that moment you glimpsed Eddie at the end of the hallway, wearing a black sabbath shirt, ripped jeans and making his way through the sea of ​​students.

You liked the way your eyes always managed to find him despite the hundreds of students who went through the hallways of the school every day.

"I gotta go." You suddenly said even if you stopped listening to his words a few minutes before and you walked away from him while he was still talking.

"Hey, wait!"

You've had enough of him for all day.

Eddie saw you talking to Aaron and he couldn't hide from himself that every time he saw you with him he felt a strange feeling in the pit of his stomach and every time he tried to convince himself it wasn't jealousy.

It couldn't be, you weren't his. You never were and you never would be.

Yet every time you shyly smiled at him in the hallway, tou almost made Eddie believe he might have a chance with you, that things really could have worked out between you despite everything.

Despite the looks and despite what others thought of him.

Even if you weren't his, Eddie was definitely yours. And maybe it always would be.

Maybe he was from the first time he'd seen you outside of school talking to Robin, when he still didn't know your name. Or maybe he was even earlier, since Dustin had mentioned you while they were getting ready for a campaign and he mentioned his ex-babysitter who for three years had helped him and his friends come up with backstories for their characters and also draw them.

"Man, she was doing it because your mom was paying her." Eddie had commented at the time.

"Oh no. It's not just for that, trust me. You should meet her, you'd love her." He had answered.

He didn't know yet that he really would. Maybe even too much.

"Hi." Your voice brought him back to reality, he hadn't even seen you reach him and now you were walking beside him, occasionally brushing your shoulder against his.

"Hey." He smiled. "You have history now, right?"

"Yes. And you too, this time you won't skip it."

"Hey! I don't skip classes!"

At least he didn't do it anymore with history, it was the only class he was glad to be in, just because you were there too.

"Yeah, sure." You chuckled as you moved a little to the left to let a freshman pass.

"I heard there's going to be a party at your house. I didn't think you liked parties." Eddie said as you walked to your classroom.

He had heard people talking about your party too and was surprised because he remembered that when you had told him that you would rather stay at home and watch a movie on the couch than go out.

"Please, not you too." You sighed.

"What?"

"I didn't organize the party."

Eddie raised his eyebrows.

"Aaron told everyone even though I said I didn't want to and now it looks like half of school will be at my house tonight."

Eddie placed a hand on your shoulder softly pushing you aside to prevent you from colliding with a guy who was running down the hall despite the hundreds of signs saying not to.

The gesture was so natural that he almost didn't realize he had done it.

"You know, I don't like that guy." It was the first time he said it out loud to you.

"Yeah, me neither."

Eddie was surprised. Didn't you like Aaron? He even thought there was something going on between you two. Was it possible that he misinterpreted it?

"So, will you come?"

"What?"

"I asked you if you will come to the party."

"I'm not one for parties."

"Well, luckily for you, neither am I."

Eddie chuckled, shaking his head.

"Eddie, please. There's going to be a lot of people I hate and that I don't even know. At least if you come there will be someone I really like."

You said you liked Eddie with such spontaneity and simplicity that he wanted to hear you say it a hundred more times.

"I don't know." He said finally, as you crossed the threshold of the classroom.

He didn't want to disappoint you but he couldn't come.

It was kind of weird being invited to a party after years of no one ever doing it but it was nice to know that you cared enough about him to ask him to come. Thinking about it, maybe kids had stopped hanging out with him when he was in about second grade, when they found out his father was involved in illegal activities.

But he really couldn't and he was sorry. He was sorry because you were the best part of his day and he wanted to hang out with you and spend every single free moment outside of school with you.

But with you. Only with you. Not with everyone else in the school, who would watch and judge and laugh at him when he showed up at an event like a party of a girl like you.

Eddie watched you in amazement as you took the seat next to him in class, it was the first time you'd done so since you'd been late that day.

"Please?" You asked again, Eddie could hear the hope in your voice and his heart ached because he really wanted to, but he knew someone like him couldn't come.

"I'll think about it, okay?" He hated himself for that.

You smiled. "Okay."

I'm sorry. I won't come. I know I won't come. Don't hate me, please. Everyone already hates me. Don't hate me too.

The teacher started talking and Eddie found history rather boring like all the other times, he was spinning a pencil he rarely used for taking notes between his fingers when you handed him a folded note.

He looked at you questioningly and you glanced at the note, as if telling him to open it.

When Eddie did it he nearly burst out laughing.

It was a stylized drawing, done entirely with a blue pen, much uglier than what you were capable of making: on one side there were you two, Eddie immediately recognized the stikman who represented him thanks to the bush of curly hair you had drawn on his head and the one next to him was definitely you.

Your arms were linked and Eddie thought that meant you were holding hands, but he couldn't be sure.

You were both smiling, unlike the others on the opposite side of the page, drawn with no hair and no clothes, with angry expressions and smoke billowing from their non-existent ears.

Eddie was betting that Jason and Aaron were among them, but since they were all the same, he couldn't tell for sure which was who.

Eddie stifled another laugh. It wasn't one of the prettiest drawings you had done but it was definitely the funniest.

"What the hell is that?" He asked in a whisper, a huge grin on his face.

"It's us at the party having fun and not giving a shit about Aaron and the other assholes that will be there."

Eddie's gaze returned to the drawing. It would have been nice to turn that into reality.

"Because you are coming, right?" You asked again.

Eddie looked you in the eye and fuck, it was really hard to say no looking into your eyes.

"Maybe." He finally said.

"Okay. Maybe."

You haven't spoken the entire lesson. When the bell rang you had to run away because you had a test you couldn't be late for, so you didn't see Eddie carefully fold the paper you handed him and close it in the middle of a book.

It would probably be one of the few things he would keep for his entire life.

Part 4

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[pumpkinbxtch]

Helloo I was wondering if I could make a request

Since it's prom season here where I'm at I was wondering if you could do a highschool au prom with Jason Grace (or any other of the PJO boys) where reader(male or gn) Is waiting for someone to ask them out because they don't think anyone will accept their invitation to prom if they ask so they wait patiently for someone to ask them to prom. Days go by still no one has asked the reader out to prom and reader is like sulking in their home sad cause no one asked them out until reader heard a noise coming from outside they check it out and they see Jason outside waiting to ask reader out

Angst to fluff type stuff It would be so nice if you were to fill this request but it's you're choice if you do tyy

wait forever —⁠☆

| highschool au | — jason grace x gn!reader

warnings; language, a bit of angst but turns into fluff. tags; the reader has a crush on jason, jason being oblivious about the reader feelings. a/n; hello! I hope you are very well. This is the first Jason fic omg . I will do it in gn because I usually use the feminine or neutral, I hope you enjoy it and I send you a big greeting from mhmm mars!

Jason was the king of the class. Everyone wanted to talk to him, ask him out, kiss him, or even kill him though those were the jealous few.

Guys like him got tons of invitations to be prom dates, just for the chance to be by his side for one night. But every time, he politely declined – which somehow made it even more painful– I mean, he was handsome, kind, and smart. Whoever ended up with him would be lucky.

And there you were, leaning on your elbows, watching as he gently turned down another girl. This was becoming routine since the prom date had been announced and plastered all over the school. You noticed the girl apologized, and he tried to avoid a hostile rejection. You could almost read his lips saying, “On the contrary, it’s an honor, I’m sorry, blah, blah, blah.” Same words, just another person hearing them from Jason. You laughed to yourself, unsure if it was in humor or despair.

Then you cleared your throat as you saw Jason return to his seat, conveniently in front of you. You guessed that you and Jason weren’t that close because talking excessively during school but rarely outside of it didn’t make you friends.

— If you keep this up, you'll never get a date, Jason — yelled his dark-haired friend, tossing a paper ball at him. Jason examined it with a raised eyebrow.

— Shut up, will you? And really, Leo? Heather B.?— His friend grinned and raised his hands. If you remembered correctly, Heather often teased Leo, and they apparently couldn’t stand each other. But it seemed that was just her way of getting his attention, and it worked. Great, Leo Valdez had a date, and you didn’t.

When Jason finally sat down, he turned to you with a smile that gave you butterflies.

— Do you have a date?

Oh god.

— No — you said, whining with pleading eyes. It would’ve been just as obvious if you got on your knees and started praying out loud that you were the one he wanted to go with. Instead, your classmate pressed his lips together and rested his head on his crossed arms.

— You’ll find someone.

Uh, that was the problem. You looked around, and no one seemed particularly interested in asking you. Your friends had found their dates before you could even suggest going as a group. But honestly, even if that had happened, it wouldn’t have been what you wanted. You wanted to go with someone special, but you were too shy to ask anyone, so you just waited.

—I suppose,— you responded, trying not to sound disappointed, though you knew you couldn’t expect anything from him because he probably had much better and more attractive options than you… oh. Despite your mind’s attempts to calm you down, you found yourself wondering… What if you asked Jason? Would he say no? Of all the people, you’d be the first somewhat close person to ask him.

— Jason — you called out suddenly, a burst of courage surprising you. His bright blue eyes glanced over his shoulder, leaving you speechless. How many had the privilege of his attention? You didn’t know, but you wanted to be the only one. You stumbled over your words, cheeks flushing, but he turned slightly, attentive, until the words left your mouth. Not a hint of mockery on his face. — Never mind.

You mentally slapped yourself, and Jason smiled kindly.

— If you remember what you wanted to say, tell me.

Yeah, asking wasn’t your thing. It was better to wait for someone to ask you. Maybe that Nakamura guy from the other class with whom you had a great conversation about the weather would come to mind. You thought, with a bit of luck, he wouldn’t have a date, and he’d think of you.

So, that’s what you did. But the torment was watching others ask each other in creative ways, flirting to see if there was mutual interest. You witnessed the air fill with the joy and misery of securing a date. Obviously, the proposals for Jason didn’t stop; they increased, making it more painful because he was the guy you wanted to hold your hand at the stupid dance.

As the days passed, your mood worsened, and that Wednesday, you opened your locker with hope and found absolutely nothing. Frustrated, you stuffed your books inside and slammed the door shut with a curse. You might have looked intimidating if Jason hadn’t appeared behind it, making you scream and him laugh. You didn’t understand how some people thought he was stuck-up and serious when the guy was the complete package (you cried internally again).

— What are you doing later? — he asked, twirling the rose in his hand with a raised eyebrow.

— Why? Are you going to tell me all the ways people have asked you to the dance, starting with that rose that some girl must have given you — Jason laughed again and pointed the rose at you so close you could smell its sweet fragrance.

— Boy — he corrected, and you rolled your eyes, but curiosity and anxiety overwhelmed you.

— And you said…?

— No.

You nodded and headed to the cafeteria with him following behind, which you found odd since he was about two heads taller than you.

— Don’t get me wrong. It’s for the same reason I turned down everyone else.

You smiled to show you were listening and stopped abruptly when the dance committee blocked the way with their huge decorations. Totally distracted, Jason bumped into you. If it had been the other way around, it wouldn’t have happened, but he was much heavier, so you ended up wobbling, at risk of falling flat on your face if his large hands hadn’t caught you at the exact moment.

— Sorry, I didn’t see — he swore, holding you tightly by the waist with his chin brushing your ear. His breath against your skin gave you a shiver; you had never been so close to him.

You slowly turned your body while still on tiptoes, and to your surprise, he never let go. Probably, your eyes had stars, and you wore the stupidest smile ever, but Jason didn’t notice because he was focused on not letting you fall on the freshly waxed floor in front of everyone. Because contrary to what you thought, to Jason, you were a dear friend. Now that his eyes met yours, the frustration of not knowing why he felt so different with you compared to his friendships with Leo, Piper, or Annabeth became even more apparent. He could never achieve the same level of closeness with them that he had with you.

— Th-thanks — Nervously, you began to remove his hands from your body, and Jason let go with an apology, noting that maybe you didn’t like physical contact too much while ignoring the fact that some people were watching and whispering, and you were almost melting in his arms.

You gave him an embarrassed smile and watched as the last decorations paraded down the hall. Only two days left, and you still didn’t have a date. Apparently, Jason didn’t see your frown or the pout starting to form on your lips because he carelessly began to pat you on the shoulder with a friendly laugh. But that wasn’t as bad as what he said next.

— Well, if I pushed you against the balloons and streamers again, at least you’d be part of the decorations and prettier than being a wallflower.

And honestly, what the fuck?

You didn’t know if it was the stress of not having a date, the desperation for Jason to notice you, or everything combined with the bad weather outside, but you didn’t have the guts to handle the joke. Because yeah, that’s what it was, and there was no malice in his tone. But you couldn’t do anything more than hum while grimacing. The hallway seemed to transform into the coldest place in the universe and Jason looked at you with slightly wider eyes than usual, noticing your mood change immediately.

— Sorry–

— It’s fine, Jason. I wish I were you to get thousands of proposals. See you later. — You rushed ahead, leaving Jason with his mouth open and a guilty feeling in his chest. He had never seen that side of you.

—Come on, dude! — Leo yelled, slapping the blonde’s back, who was miserably hugging his left sneaker while sitting on the locker room bench. He had worn that long face and slumped shoulders for the next hour. How could he have dared to make you angry before building a better friendship with you?

— I swear, Leo. Their eyes were full of…

— Not that, Jason — interrupted the dark-haired boy with a grimace. Jason raised an eyebrow, expecting something better than a nonsensical scolding, or so he thought. — Seriously, you haven’t realized they’re in love with you?

Jason nearly fell off the bench and bit his tongue. Leo rolled his eyes, exasperated by his friend’s dramatics. If being blind was a definition, Jason embodied it in many ways. Leo took off his glasses.

— Hey!

He cleaned them with the edge of his sports shirt and put them back on Jason.

— Can you see now? Or do I have to tell you that you’re terribly attracted to them, which is why you keep rejecting everyone?

Jason opened his mouth, his cheeks starting to burn, his stomach twisting, and his heart feeling close to a panic attack. Leo nodded wisely.

— My friend, you have the emotional maturity of a toddler.

Jason felt like a creep lurking around your house from the bushes after not seeing you anywhere for the rest of the day. Your sudden announcement of being sick didn’t sit well with him, so he ended up finding out where you lived.

In reality, you were grumbling and pacing around your living room while watching another episode of your favorite show. You reached the part where the main couple finally realized they were in love, and the episodes were filled with romance, so In bad humor, you threw a chip at the TV. The protagonist reminded you of Jason… Jason. UGH.

You smashed a pillow against your face and groaned in embarrassment. You had acted so weird with him that you thought you’d never be able to face him again, and that moment came too soon when his face appeared squished against your living room window, accompanied by a familiar metallic clang. Jason had tripped over the trash, leaving his face imprint on your window.

You wished you could’ve said something better than:

“AHH!”

And Jason wished he could’ve responded with something better than:

“AAAHHH!”

But honestly, neither of you was good at expressing your feelings in front of each other.

You quickly got up to open the door and found the blonde with his hands in his jacket, his breath visible in the cold. It took you several seconds to formulate the first of many questions racing through your mind.

— What are you doing here? — was the first of them, but you hadn’t expected the tone to be so guarded. You still seemed to hold a grudge from the morning, but in reality, you felt worse with yourself.

— I came… I…. — Jason took a breath and walked towards you, illuminated by the porch light with each step until his hair looked like golden thread. — Sorry for what I said. It was really stupid.

— It’s okay, Jason. I wasn’t in a good mood…

— No, please. I should’ve been more considerate…— You frowned, and he took another step, pulling his hands out of his jacket to try and reach yours. The gesture seemed unexpected, but you didn’t do anything to avoid physical contact because, honestly, you’d never do anything to avoid being close to him.

— Jason…

— Please, let me speak. — He held your hands, and for the first time, he was aware of how it felt physically to be with you. He almost felt his body vibrate, his heart leap with excitement, but he still had the hardest part to say. — I don’t have many explanations right now, but I’d like to be your prom date.

The words didn’t have the expected effect because you stepped back.

— If this is just out of pity…

Jason shook his head and reached for you again, this time hugging you. Maybe if he didn’t look directly at you, it would be easier. He hadn’t realized you could make him so nervous.

— Never. You’re the one I’ve been hoping to go with… just forgive me, I have the emotional maturity of a five-year-old, and... I thought you hated me.

You smiled, and Jason took that as a good sign. He pulled back a bit to look at you face-to-face and, with a nervous smile, whispered, “Please.” You had Jason Grace begging you to be his prom date.

— I don’t hate you — you whispered and blushed. — I, uh, like you.

— Thank all the gods that exist! Because I hope you forgive me for what I’m about to say…

Jason smiled widely, cheeks pink, nervously pinching the fabric of your clothes. You raised an eyebrow. Did that mean he liked you too?

— Actually, I kinda forgot to give you a message from one person and maybe it was to ask you out...

You opened your mouth in disbelief.

— Nakamura — you guessed, and Jason nodded, embarrassed, but then he started waving his hands and stuttering.

— But, Please, be my date. I like you too, okay? Who’s Nakamura, anyways? — He almost said it so fast it made you dizzy, but you laughed, the sweetest sound he could’ve heard.

— I thought it would take forever.

[brucewaynehater101]

I think the worst one for his family to find out about him healing would be if he said, "I did have to use some of my feathers to survive the Titans Tower attack." While refusing to look at Jason. Or maybe he could mention that due to being a bird, his bones are hollow and more fragile than humans. What if he had unknown to his family used a feather during training? Just. One of them managed to hit him in the side of the head and Tim goes down. But a few moments later he's up and holding the side of his head where they hit him, groaning. Whoever did it gets a lecture and Tim is benched until his "concussion" is healed.

I also love your thing about Tim not being able to feel the positive emotions as deeply either. It's heart breaking but makes sense. I wonder if his refusal to show anger or joy would lead to his family thinking he has some kind of neurological disorder where he physically can't feel those emotions as strongly and try to send him to therapy so that he can get some kind of medication to help with that.

I currently have two ideas for how the family could find out and neither are pleasant for anyone involved. On the one hand, Tim catching the attention of Scarecrow because his fear gas doesn't seem to effect him as much (it does, but Tim's greatest fear in this one is loosing control of his emotions and letting his instincts take over so as soon as he gets gassed he's trying to keep everything under control so he can "hide his wings again" even though they never came out) so he ends up making an extra powerful version juuust for Tim that would have even Bruce kicking and screaming. He lures the Bats into his hide out with some canisters of regular fear gas and then somehow manages to get Tim with a dart full of the special formula.

Of course everyone freaks out as Tim's breathing picks up speed and he starts to back away from them, pulling into himself. They try to say things but he clearly can't hear them as he covers down and whimpers about something needing to go away, that no one is allowed to see it, that no one can *know*. Scarecrow isn't happy though and yells, "scream! Why aren't you screaming?! You're the only one I've never heard *scream*!" Bruce takes down Scarecrow quickly and hauls him out of the room so they can focus on Tim, trying to get near him. But when Dick touches his arm to try and ground him, a panic that Tim can't possibly smother races through him and he lashes out, claws and wings extending as he tries to get away. Tim screams at them, "NO I WONT BE SOLD FOR WHAT I AM, ILL KILL YOU!"

Then on the other hand, possibly even worse, some poachers come around Gothem with a device that scans for magical creatures. They don't know who this guy with black hair and blue eyes In a suit is and they don't care. They don't have any idea what he is either, beyond that he's a paycheck if they can grab him. Tim doesn't fight back really hard when they come for him, thinking that it's his turn with the monthly family kidnapping of some idiot who went "if I kidnap a Wayne I can ransom them to Bruce for a lot of money". It's not until the car door closes and he feels the magical wards around the van that he begins to truly panic and fight, but the wards are up and doing their job, acting as a powerful sedative that Tim has no defense against as he slips unconscious. When he wakes up, it's his worst nightmares come to life. He's stuck in a cage and his Glamor is gone and there are people leering at him and talking about how much money a *thing* like him will make them.

By the time the Bats manage to get there though, Tim has been sold off to the highest bidder and the Bats are informed that these people only deal in Magical Creatures. They tell the Bats that it's no wonder they didn't know what he is because his species hold what they are as their deepest secret. After all, they inform the Bats, the poachers did sell the Phoenix to Circe herself for 6 million dollars.

Both of those are absolutely delectable. I am more partial to the Scarecrow one (just cause ofnTim having some type of "immunity" which inspires Scarecrow to increase his formula is a really interesting concept).

The poachers one is super cool too! There's a ton of ways that can unfold. I am curious if the device they use is rare/expensive. Otherwise, lots of folks could figure him out.

The tidbit you added about the fragile bones is devastating. Poor Tim is just trying to live his life when the hits he takes do more damage to him than the others (which can add onto his angst of not being enough).

[sneezypeasy]

*sigh*

Y'know, this really doesn't/shouldn't matter, but as this particular accusation keeps getting thrown at me over and over again - oh fuck it, I'm gonna take the bait this one time and set the record straight once and for all. Honestly my "appetite" in this context is truly not anyone's business (and if you don't care to hear about it this is the one warning you'll get to click away lmao) but I've reached the point where if you really wanna attack my credibility based on who you think I enjoy fantasizing about, I'm gonna throw you a bone and tell you exactly what type that is - cuz as much as I'm sick of the ad hominem attacks the Aussie in me is even more sick of watching them miss so fucking hard. If you're gonna roast me, the least you can do is hit me where it hurts, goddamn it. Get it right or go home you uncooked noodles. Capiche?

When it comes to my taste in men, my "type" is: big, strong, hairy brutes. There, I said it. Give me lumberjacks, give me cavemen, I want my Jason Momoas, I want my Ma Dong-Seoks, I want them broad shoulders and tree-trunk calves and I wanna see those muscles bulge. If a fictional character ever gets me biting my lip at the screen, it's never gonna be a fine-featured pretty boy, it's gonna be a good thick daddy who can take my wrists, pin me against a wall and [--------------------------------‐---sustained bleep sound effect---------------------------------]

1:38-1:51 🤣

Personality wise, I'm a basic bitch who has approximately zero defenses for the "jerk with a heart of gold" stereotype. Gets me every time, without fail. The smooth-talking playboy who flirts with everyone and who could bed anyone he wanted, but who only lets you see him at his deepest, dearest, most vulnerable moments? Sorry, am I supposed to not fall for that shit or something? Well frankly I don't understand how and I'm not ashamed to admit it. If he happens to be built like a fortress on top of that? Yeah, I'm done. Have me bathed and brought to your tent, sir, please and thank you.

I admit, it's rare that a character with the physique I like also has that heartbreaker personality I'm a sucker for. Guys in fiction are usually strong and mean or they make up for their lighter frames with silver tongues and barbed promises - rarely do writers create a character who's stacked with both brains and brawn, so to speak. Makes sense though, as while irl people can max out any combination of stats that they put effort towards - in fiction a character who's too good at too many different attributes can come across unbalanced or Gary Stu-ish and will fail to resonate with audiences unless the writer really knows what they're doing.

That being said, there really isn't any character in ATLA who fits my type - either of them, actually. There are some bit characters like Chit Sang who get close in terms of physical build - but Chit Sang has very gaunt, angular facial features that I'm really not a fan of and tbh, while I get that I can't expect all my big buff boys to also be masters of wit and cunning and charm, being dumber than a box of rocks does seal it for me, sorry. In terms of personality, I guess the closest character would be Jet, and he's cool and all but yeah, the whole "would go as far as killing kids" thing makes him a bit of a hard sell for me too. (And yes, it's worth questioning the writers' choices to create him with those flaws to begin with but look, that's a discussion for another day 😂)

All this to say, if you wanna tease me about coveting fictional characters and allowing thirst to cloud my judgment - COME AT ME BOYS. But not with Zuko, for fuck's sake. The character that makes sneezy.exe blue-screen ain't him. It's actually the late great Carthaginian General Hannibal Barca, the man the myth the legend may he Rest in Peace if anyone's seriously wondering. Look, I do like the scar, and the awkwardness is endearing - he's definitely not ugly or unappealing by any means so please don't misunderstand, I'm not trying to bash him or nothin' - but if I'm being brutally honest, he's not my type! Not physically, not even emotionally. If I ship Zutara, it's because aspects of the ship appeal to me that are unrelated to my personal opinion of Zuko as an object of fantasy, which if you must know (and now you do, congratulations, you're welcome), the kind of boy I do fantasise about when I'm in the mood for that sort of thing could literally and figuratively sweep Zuko off his feet - and then sit on him. In either order.

P.S. While we're on this topic, the character I personally relate to most heavily is not Katara either btw. It's Toph. If you're going to accuse me of bias, questioning my views on Toph would make the most sense for that reason. But really, it's hardly my fault that she's basically the most perfect flawless irreproachable badass in ATLA or practically all of animation as a whole. Come on now. *whistles innocently*

[the-s1lly-corner]

Hii! this is my first time ever requesting something on tumblr lol, I was wondering if you could do some Creepypastas (Jeff, EJ, LJ, or Jason the Toymaker or even a poly relationship) dating a trans ftm or masc presenting reader. Just like general dating hcs or them going on a date outdoors. it could be hcs or a fic, i don’t mind :] tysm!!

Jeff, EJ, and LJ x transmasc!Reader

Opening up to writing romantic for jeff, hoooray! No Jason for this post though due to admin not knowing him that well as a character <\3

Notes: Reader is FTM trans and masc! These are mostly general dating hcs, but the woods date is mentioned and explored!!!

CWs: Mentions of transphobia, mentions of stalking/psychological torment, canon typical violence although theres no details

Jeff

Eyeless Jack

I've always personally headcanoned that he was trans himself, or at least not GNC so with this in mind; he definitely relates to you

Very protective of you, in fact he would kill for you at the drop of a hat of you ask him to.. you don't even have to ask if someone is being nasty to you, especially if it's about your identity

Makes sure you take your meds and hormones, whether it be shots or supplements or another form-

Not very touchy or emotional... vulnerable..? Around you, really he doesnt open up outside of occasion. The two of you have definitely had nights where you both got drunk and just let everything spill out

A lot of your dates are comprised of the two of you just sitting at home or wandering the woods at night- sometimes you guys have long night drives and simply talk

Hes not... the most romantic or flirty person- he definitely cracks jokes and teases, but with anything more serious than that he kind of fumbles

Would offer to give you his hoodie buuuut hes a bit cagey about his possessions

Similar to Jeff he reminds you to take your meds and appropriate hormones, and hes very good at keeping on top of that.. comes in handy if you're prone to forgetting. This goes for other forms of self care as well: eating, drinking water, brushing your teeth, ect

If you havent had top surgery- whether it be because you haven't gotten it yet or simply dont desire it- he reminds you to take your binder off if you've been wearing it for too long.. take care of yourself!

If you're feeling dysphoric he lends you some of his clothing, a lot of them are old band shirts that might be baggy on you

While he wont kill anyone who's being creepy to you or harassing you.. much less eat them... he does follow them around and plant in some good old fashioned paranoia and fear

Ah yes, psychological torment, Jack's favorite way of getting back at people who disgust him

He... doesnt tell you though, but he is silently pleased to hear that you're not being harassed anymore

Dates in the woods are must, and kind of your only option given that jack.. is a hermit living in the woods

I believe I've mentioned it somewhere but long walks and cloud watching/stargazing tends to be your go tos!

Picnics are.. well they're not off the table but you'll be the only one who's going to be eating given that he cant eat normal food and doesnt like eating his proper diet in front of you

Or anyone for that matter actually

Laughing Jack

Similar to EJ, hes going to quickly put a stop to anyone being a douchebag to you- he also follows the torment formula but hes likely to just end up ending the person

Does not keep it a secret either, he doesnt much understand human mortality and the weight of it + he genuinely thinks he did good.. it's like seeing a dog finding a really big stick, very proud of himself

Leaves you notes to remind you to take care of yourself, even though hes already physically reminding you

Doesnt know the ins and outs of the trans experience, but hes slowly learning how to be supportive and how to help you!

Would be the type to roll around in the grass if you take him outside

Hit by the realization that he doesnt get to go outside often, between being in his box waiting for the next unfortunate victim and just.. not having the need to go outside.. frowns..

Imagine the date turns into you showing him a bunch of stuff he otherwise wouldn't get to exprience- its sweet, actually.. you tell him about a bunch of different plants and if you guys are lucky you might even see a few animals!

Would put you up on his shoulders so you can see further around you to choose where to go next in the woods

[takemebacktowheniwassane]

I would kill to have you overanalyze everything about Falsettos. Hope that didn't sound too threatening, I was joking, I'm just really into your analysis of the chess game :3

omg! I would love to analyze anything for you, man! 💗 I've pretty much picked everything out of a lot of the songs─ lil surprised I don't have my own corkboard with red twine commemorating my insanity on this musical lol

Looking through the album, the first option that came to mind might've been The Thrill of First Love but I think I'll take a break from toxic gays for just one moment and give you a strangely written analysis on Marvin at the Psychiatrist: A Three-Part Mini Opera, because of the different character pov's (i.e., Mendel, Jason, somewhat Whizzer, and of course, Marvin─ and I know Whizzer only announces each section of the song but hear me out, the theories are crazy and I'm obsessed with them and this song definitely factors into them aswell).

Basically, we'll start off with a quick look over Jason's lines, as he is the first character to speak/sing in the song. Right off the bat, we have him showing a HUGE disdain for love because of his father pretty much ruining his home life with the illusion of it. Well, maybe disdain is strong, but you get what I mean─ he's very reluctant to accept romance as an option for himself at all at this point because the wound is still very fresh from Marvin blowing up their family life, but yeah, also, he's a little preteen boy so it also makes sense for him to object to liking anyone just because of immaturity.

As we progress, Jason does a joint-therapy session with Marvin and they talk about outings and father/son bonding time gone badly wrong. He lets us in on his hyper-observance with his reaction to Marvin saying the pitcher they saw at a baseball game was handsome, and makes sure the audience is well aware he has some pretty conflicting emotions about his dad and his dad's sexuality. Especially given My Father's a Homo comes directly after this song, and in turn, also directly after this moment, so we know his feelings over Marvin and Whizzer (being that he enjoys Whizzer's company, seeing as Whizzer is the only adult who actually treats him like a kid and not like a victim or a baby or an average adult, like- but still) and their messy relationship.

It really makes me wonder on how it is when he's meant to go over to their apartment, since it's canonical that they live together and that Jason sees him regularly. And if they act terribly in front of him still. I assume Whizzer wouldn't allow that, another trait that gives Jason reason to side with him, because he seems like he really just doesn't want to completely, for lack of better words, fuck up Jason's whole childhood experience by being a part of it.

Now! Mendel isn't a complicated perspective, per say, just very eccentric. Especially assuming he asks MANY intrusive questions to a man who just openly came out as gay about his ex-wife and her sexual habits and such. This is where we tell him to go to horny jail.

(That's not the whole analysation, I swear─)

Mendel to me seems like he probably takes the initiative to not relay any of his clients actual info to other family members, but this song pretty much just proves he's incapable of brain-thought when he's horny. Which, yeah, that's hilarious that the only straight man is just thirsting over a woman to this gay guy. William Finn, you've done it again.

Anyhow, Mendel is pretty vital in this song. We get to see his psychiatry techniques, and with that, understand exactly what kind of situation Marvin's been, in taking therapy from him this whole time. The first part of the song is probably the best way of analyzing, since he's actually intelligible and giving Marvin advice. Well, that advice consists of telling him to ignore Whizzer's flaws and love him regardless, you can actually sorta see that at work in some aspects of the musical, even if he's constantly condescending to Whizzer throughout act one.

But generally, Marvin tends to take the exact opposite path that Mendel gives him, and basically just uses him as a venting device. Then again, Mendel is not to great at giving advice, as a neurotic little man who has like four mental breakdowns in the course of act one and two.

Next, Whizzer, of course. Short but sweet, or.. angsty? I've heard a few people theorize that Whizzer narrates the story ("Marvin at the psychiatrist, a three part mini opera, part one." "Part two." "Part three." "Psychiatrist, returning, returning! Five sessions later..." "A day in Falsettoland─ Doctor Mendel at work.") because after he dies, it sort of becomes his story of finding a true family and lover and son and being actually happy and knowing he lived well before he died really, tragically young, at least.

I'd like to take it a different direction, because I hate angst, and only sometimes tolerate it.

I've realized that Whizzer only actually narrates Mendel's shenanigans, which makes me think, especially with how he still does in act two, he gets to HEAR about the sessions. Whether it be from Marvin, or Jason, or Trina. Or even Mendel himself (this one's more act two based). It may introduce a new side because Whizzer doesn't go to therapy (shocker), but the people he's around all see this one guy so maybe he hears about the sessions and can relay them because he knows this one person's aspect of the story each time.

It wouldn't make a lot of sense for him to hear anything from Mendel in act one assuming they weren't close (at least not in the revival), and he doesn't marry Trina until Marvin and Whizzer are broken up, basically. But it would make more sense for him to get it from his boyfriend who absolutely loves to complain about any minor inconvenience in his life. I just think this could be an interesting perspective, because I've only ever seen that first theory and although somewhat fitting, I need less angst and more cool little headcanons in this fanbase please and thank you.

Finally, we go to Marvin. The star of the show, our princess with several disorders (we all know who our real queens are *stares directly at Trina and Whizzer*).

Throughout the entirety of this song, we see him barely entertaining Mendel with information. He's very vague, which probably stems from a life of secrecy and sneaking around. Although I presume he told Mendel about the affair while it was happening, or a few months in? Or Mendel just knew? Just by the general air of it, and how it seemed well-known by that point even though him and Trina only just divorced.

Marvin definitely keeps to himself, and waits for Mendel to butt in with something. Not so he can take his advice, but moreso so that he can kinda just. Have it, on hand? Or maybe so he can prove to himself that therapy is a hoax, because that certainly sounds like a Marvin thing to do.

Even while going through events with his son, he only states that eventually their interactions just go back to being stale and that they SHOULD be closer, without ever trying to actually make an effort (he assumes making an effort is taking Jason on outings even though they both prefer to stay inside, on their own. This definitely comes from his parents not doing anything with him as a kid, it's internalized so he pushes going out in public and doing what would be father/son outings onto Jason. It's something he never got to have, so he thinks that means he's fathering Jason better than average).

Not much to be said about that middle factor, besides the point of Marvin not knowing Trina was withholding love from him, which is interesting. Her character and lines definitely prevail that she was fed up with Marvin, but it could have just come out as indifference during their marriage. In I'm Breaking Down, she does make a point to state that she only wants a man to love her, so that could've been an overwhelming point in their marriage that Marvin remembers more vividly then her drifting away.

He did seem genuinely surprised when Mendel brought it up, so there is something there for sure.

But now, my dear silly, it's time for me to say adieu, because it's semi-late and I gotta update a fic draft :) but thank you sm for asking! made my day, it was so sweet. my inbox is always open for any suggestions, I'm really glad you like these little rants lol.

I'll try to post more soon 🫶

Goodnight!

[servin-up-surveys]

survey #214

Your opinion on smoking: I don't think it's a good idea, but you do you. I don't at all support smoking around others that do not consent to it, however; smoking right outside of public spaces even makes me mad. Second-hand smoke has killed an obscene amount of people. You don't have to touch a cigarette to die from lung cancer.

Have you ever wanted a wild animal for a pet? If yes, what animal? I am very serious about rescuing an opossum one day. I would never do this without the proper education and permit though.

Do you like group work? Absolutely not.

Do you have any stickers on your laptop? No, but I'd like some. It's just not something I'm willing to spend money on when you consider I don't have an income, and I certainly don't care enough to ask for laptop stickers as a present.

Does your grass need cut currently? No, the dude who mows our lawn was here not too long ago.

Are you a godparent? No.

Have you ever gone a full day without interacting with another person? Yep.

How many watches do you own? None.

Who was the last person you sincerely thanked? Girt, for just being a great guy.

Have you ever been carded when buying something? Yes.

Can you have more than one best friend? Of course you can.

What was the last thing you drank? At the time I'm answering this question, I have raspberry lemonade-flavored water.

Do you ever wonder if you will get in a car accident and die? Yes, I do. I'm terrified of cars on the road.

One night stand or relationship? One night stands are not for me.

Do you honestly have any regrets? Yes.

Who was the last girl to say something to you? My mom.

New tats in your near future? No. Of course I WANT loads more, but they're just not my priority right now.

How about piercings or re-piercings? Again, probably not soon, despite wanting more. I'll maybe ask for a nose piercing for Christmas, but that's not exactly soon.

Have you ever had a tattoo covered up or added to? Two actually. I plan on covering one more (it's very simple and VERY badly placed since it takes up such prime skin real estate for a bigger piece and I want to redesign it and place it elsewhere), and if possible, I actually plan on tampering with my Markiplier tribute tattoo; I no longer want his logo. Not because I don't like him anymore or have forgotten what his content got me through, but it's just not... relevant to my interests anymore. I would have to talk with tattoo artists to see if it's doable, but I'd actually like to adapt it to JUST a space background and, over time, expand the tattoo over the area more to add people and pets I treasured who have passed away, floating in space looking happy with astronaut helmets. I REALLY want this. It'd finally be a prime place to implement Teddy's dedication tattoo, and certainly I'd add my mom when she passes, probably even Steve Irwin, etc. etc.

Have you ever kissed someone who has previously kissed someone you hated? Yes, Jason.

Do you have any relatives with red hair? I don't think I do. My maternal grandma dyed her hair a reddish color, but it wasn't natural.

What’s your favorite kind of pasta? Just your average spaghetti with normal sauce, and add meatballs.

Have you ever had rabies? Nope.

Do you know anyone who ever had to get a rabies shot? I think so?

Ever eaten deer? Duck? Squirrel? How about lamb? No. I've heard lamb is delicious and I kinda have this urge to try it, but... the idea of eating a literal baby animal fucks with me and I don't think I really want to.

Does your car have heated seats? No, Mom's car is extremely old.

Have you ever been tempted to steal? From my friend as a kid, haha. I was OBSESSED with Dory from Finding Nemo and she managed to get the Dory toy that McDonald's had at some point and I was so envious. Of course I didn't actually take it, though.

Would you rather travel to Ireland or Japan? Ireland.

Does tickling turn you on? It sure doesn't.

What is the age gap between you and your parents? Mom is like two years older.

How many bathrooms does your house have? Is this enough? Two, yes.

Have you ever dated someone who was emotionally or mentally unstable? Yup.

Be honest: are you clingy? Not SEVERELY, but I am. I know how to control clingy urges though, like Girt always says I'm clingy enough for him to feel very loved but also not overwhelmed or like I'm pushing myself on him, he thinks it's a perfect balance.

Have you ever had bronchitis? No, thankfully.

Have you ever had a reptile for a pet? Multiple! My first was Shadow, a Chinese water dragon (I was a kid and they were very improperly cared for, they are not beginner reptiles and I had no idea what I was doing, but they lived the species' full lifespan and was a sweet thing, I hope the sweetheart knows how much I loved them and how differently I'd do things now), and I've also had two snakes in my past: Mona Lisa (died very mysteriously, I was devastated) and Cato, who died VERY quickly because they came to me with some sort of intestinal issue. Don't buy animals from PetSmart. 🙃🙃🙃🙃 Now I've had a champagne ball python morph named Venus for many years, she's my darling. I plan on having MANY more reptiles throughout my life.

Are you afraid of the dentist? I sure am. I never really was until I started to pay for the neglect of my teeth and had painful, scary procedures, plus the extraction of my wisdom teeth without being put to sleep because we couldn't afford it. I had bad problems with not brushing from my depression, simply forgetting, and executive dysfunction, but OH yeah I've learned my lesson and take much better care of them now.

Did you attend Sunday School as a child? I was forced to. Trust me, I wouldn't have gone if I had the choice. I harbor a lot of bitterness about this. I know my mom just wanted the best for me, to be a "saved" child of her god, but I KNOW religion being forced on me played a ginormous role in why I'm so hateful towards its existence, because faith caused me a lot of hell and self-conflict.

Your boyfriend/girlfriend isn’t around but their phone is. Do you look through it? No, because I trust him fully.

Have you ever liked anyone that was in a relationship with someone else? More than once. My first crush had a girlfriend, but they were struggling and he confided in me a lot.

Do you think your last ex ever thinks about you? Oh, I know she does. But not positively. She's an extremely hateful person and how dare I betray her by not keeping her being a Nazi a secret.

Would you rather have salad or french fries for a side dish? If I ever, EVER, order a salad over fries, ask with great concern if I'm okay.

Which one of your relationships was the shortest? With Juan. It didn't even last 24 hours.

Which was the longest? Over three and a half years.

Have any of your exes told you they regret breaking up with you? No.

Are you going to be getting any new pets soon? Not soon. I might be talking my mom into a velvet spider for Christmas, though... I talked about it with her recently, and they're small and OBNOXIOUSLY cute (even though she didn't quite think so lol), but because of their size, harmlessness, and I think especially my passion when talking about it, I think she might FINALLY acquiesce about me getting a pet spider. I will fucking cry if she agrees to it come Christmastime. It's no tarantula, but it's still a spider species I adore.

Do you like BBQ sauce? No, I literally hate it.

What do you like to do when you’re home alone? The same thing I do when Mom's here: I do shit on my computer. The only difference is I rarely listen to stuff without earplugs.

Should the guy always pay for the date? lmao shut the fuck up

Do you like Frozen? I don't hate it, I think people claim to hate it just to say they do, but I don't necessarily like it either. There are much better Disney movies.

Do you use Instagram often? Yes, more than usual as of the late.

What is one question you don’t like being asked? What I do for a job or what I even do in my free time.

Who is someone you know who is talkative? My nephew, haha.

Do you know anyone who plays the violin? Not that I know of.

Out of all your usernames for websites, which one is your favorite? Do you use it for more than one site? Ozzkat. It's what I use for most places.

Have you ever spent the whole day (or multiple days) just looking up one thing on the internet (e.g., videos of your favorite band, how-to videos, quizzes, etc.)? Bro I'm autistic, this is my LIFE

If someone told you that we live in a society that hates women, how would you respond? Absolutely agree.

Which of your breakups was the hardest for you to get over? ANYONE who reads these knows it was Jason.

What did you have for dinner last night? We had breakfast for dinner: eggs, sausage, and biscuits. The sausage was a brand Mom had never gotten before and it was the best I'd ever had, but of COURSE it was a more expensive brand haha, so I doubt that'll be common to have.

Do you write poetry? If so, what kind of poetry do you write? I did, mostly just angsty stuff as I dealt with mental illness. I haven't written a poem in a long time, but I actually do have concepts written down that are much more positive and hopeful.

Have your parents traveled to any countries that you have not been to? No.

What's your favorite type of gemstone? Opals of various sorts. I'm also fond of rubies.

Would you rather take a class in fencing or archery? Archery, by far.

Have you ever had a stalker? No, not to my knowledge. For which I am extremely thankful.

What was the last strong scent you smelled? A dead animal somewhere, I think.

When was the last time you changed your outfit? This evening, when Girt and I got home from Charlotte from him getting the exercise bike Javier was selling. I changed into my pjs.

What was the last thing you took a picture of? The worm snake I found at Ashley's house and showed the kids!

What were the positives and negatives of your last week? Positives are definitely multiple instances where I've really challenged my fears. The most obvious negative is I'm not as happy as I could be with my new psychiatrist; she's not as bad as the last, but still quite rude, EXTREMELY interruptive when I or Mom are talking, and just made me feel like a total fucking idiot.

What is one of your wildest dreams or ambitions? To have a photograph published by National Geographic.

What was the subject of your last phone conversation? My dad called me to talk about fishing plans. I still think fishing for fun and not consumption (re-released fish can easily encounter infection and die) is a mean, selfish thing to do, but... for the sake of bonding with my dad (who I very rarely see) and nephew, I am willing to choke on my morals here and enjoy something I did as a child with my family.

What are your plans for tomorrow? How about the weekend? Big ol' nothing. Today was a long day. It is the weekend.

What did the last jacket you wore look like? It's just a very simple, plain black with a hood. Quite sure the material is cotton.

[islib]

Hermitcraft S10 Starting, here's pretty much every thought I've had while watching the first batch of first episodes that seemed worth writing down

ZombieCleo first

Why do they keep making Mumbo give the starting speech lmaooooo

"It's a Skizz!" "And a Joel!"

X first on fire. It's season X time. "That's a really bad start - noone punch me."

...wait what - oh they ARE playing Demise!

MYSTERY GIFTS!

they're so professional you guys

oooooh coop caving!

why is Joe on a horse that's Bdubs's job

what is that team name, Ren, why

"mustard milklies" thanks Beef for making it worse, thanks Cleo for trying to intervene

oh this is gonna be fun from multiPOV "I found a massive hole" "where's the big hole you promised me Cleo" my gods

Doc has a bed thing and bloodthirst, love it

oh the mustard milk team is going for lies, NICE

"Willage" is a very funny concept

"Huh, who mocked my accent?" "Nobody, I don't know what she's talking about!" "...hm? Canadian? Eh?"

Cleo's already resorting to threats against her own team!

"Oh, milk tots!"

oh no, Wels's power went out right before the recording?

lapis is now dubbed "french blue stuff"

"I am a child and so are you!" Cleo @ Doc

"OH IMPULSE IS GONE!" *cue celebration* FIRST DEATH

"Cleo, lie to me and tell me you believe in me." "I think you're a beautiful person, Skizz." "...that hurt even more!"

mustard mouse pads - or whatever it was

Ren's dead! We get all his stuff!

15 minutes left milk moustaches!

how did Ren already manage to name a place "The Hillock"

Doc is only PC for salmon, worried about "the salmon twitter mob"

season 10 stands for X-rated, according to Beef.

Doc doesn't understand cooperativeness. Doc needs to win things. "It's non-competitive- why am I even here?" "Remember: he doesn't like to DO anything." (ref to previously misheard "I don't like to do editing")

Skizz's first impression of Doc on the server, simplified: "So you guys are my team? So I kill you guys?"

Cleo is the only person to play "real Hermitcraft" last season on the mustard m-whatevers. By their own words. Beef believes her definition of "playing real Hermitcraft" is debatable.

Doc just dug a hole. He doesn't do anything.

Suddenly, "not doing anything" is, I guess, a redstoner trait in general? Ren accused Mumbo.

Mumbo needs someone to hold his heels and earrings so he can clobber Ren, I think

Cleo's being a horsegirl? What is this season?

Bdubs really trying to invoke Clethubs in order to get a saddle, huh

noone is scared of Ren.

False-Ren-Cleo plateup reference!!!

Statue book acquired. Priorities in check for Cleo.

gosh I hate Nether early game, I'm so tense just watching

oh that is tragic. RIP.

Cleo's looking to base with people! Yays!

Nice to meet you, Jason Pendergast! What a name!

oooooh new outro music? I think? fun!

Xisuma second (because it's season X)

half a heart during the intro. what a start, X. (tbf, totally cub's fault, he nudged him, I saw it!)

...what the heck is the Hillock, Ren?

Zed's doing things going "No hands!"

oh dear, chat errors o.O

"hey Ren! I totally forgot what group I'm in." what a derp.

wonderful intro, Ren, thanks for the professionalism

my gosh it's the X guys together

AND joehills? this group can't do any wrong! AND THE KERALIS MAN YAYS

"some funny clips" *insert cave-in*

"Hazardous terrain!" "Hazardous teammate, you mean!"

X stop playing with lava, it's not your friend

...dear gods the caves don't like Xisuma

so many Xisuma noises

"I was trying to jumpscare you... but I'm bad at that" Xisuma you make so many random noises, nobody gets shocked anymore <3

nobody remembers to check for Keralis - and this forgettability transfers to the teams Keralis is on. how dare, Ren?

Ren can't count! and everyone else forgot!

doc's doing a communal starter village? everyone's gonna be endgame next week! (probably sooner!)

wonder what the purple wool is for

...not vampires, X. reapers aren't vampires. I don't think anyone's drinking blood yet XD

I think X has some misconceptions about this Demise variant. Might just be me though. (I do know Skizz didn't "get" Cleo, however)

X is starting at a villager house!

StressStressStressStress

first Hermit to capture an attempt at coordination (Ren's being very serious)

hypno is better than everyone (already working)

"I don't wanna die... wait, if Ren can do it, I can do it!" that's right Stress

"I think if you die you should be punished" Well, Ren. We'll see how you feel in a few minutes.

[I took a break to make waffles, don't mind me...]

this team is not creeper-friendly

Mumbo is so brave

why is there just redstone on the floor. who's decorating the camp with bloodstains.

...they've decorated with an OR-gate. yeah this sure is the team with Mumbo and iskall on it.

Ren's adding chairs. On brand.

do not let Ren go caving, why would you do that?

"kill them! kill Etho, he's washed." I see we're keeping that joke xD

iskall's washed now. Etho's washed him. with a water bucket. (yes I do think I'm funny)

Ren's organising (he does not want to cave - Ren, you're the one organising the caving. why.)

cat is a good funeral song for RentheDog

they've buried a pig's head, a lever, a sunflower and two raw chicken. RIP RentheRandomItems

WHAT IS THE HILLOCK

...I think Stress discovered world's tiniest cherry biome. It's well cute though.

oh gods iskall's poor voice right the week of both VH and HC recordings, poor man

love the way cub's apparently a hermitcrab who's given up his shelter for greener pastures

if this was anyone but iskall and stress, I'd be worried about this cave expedition

iskall and stress shared spawner, I'm having flashbacks

why are you two counting blocks. you can tell each other the coordinates. the ever efficient duo! (love them to bits)

HOUSE SKELETONS!

wait sorry iskall "you can fortune potatoes" ? I think you may have case of modbrain. I may be wrong, but I don't think that's a vanilla thing...

season of the horsegirls

Hello sir Meepalot!

Stress survived the scary eyes man (Keralis has no lava)

oooooh aesthetic animal pens!!!! that's the stuff!!!!

...not the Ren Mound, the 10 does stand for X-rated after all

Ren: "I notice you don't have much armor on." *Stress suits up* We continue the trend of "noone is scared of Ren"

peace and love in the neighbourhood

"You're welcome in my mound whenever" why does it sound SO WRONG

Stress's farms are so cute I'm gonna die

Stress getting ready to breed (the villagers. get your mind out the gutter.)

Ren was next on my list, but I'm out of time. I probably won't do this for the rest of the vids just on account of time scarcity T-T

[zefforuins]

Writing a post-Arkham Knight fic and want the thoughts of a certified Arkham!Jason enjoyer: how do you think the rest of the Arkhamverse family (esp.Dick and Tim) would react to learning Jason 1) is alive 2) was the Arkham Knight 3) is now the Red Hood

Oh my god ok so of course because of the wonderful audio logs we know how Barbra would react! I think that the Arkham Knight audio logs are sooo well written and even though they’re short I think they give us a lot about how Jason feels and how he would act around like. Anyone who isn’t Bruce so I defo would listen to those again (also just listen again cause i love them <3)

One thing that's important to me is the fact that Jason’s anger is directed pretty much 100% at Bruce (and Joker but he’s already dead, so Bruce is all he has left). Do other people get hurt because of that anger? Absolutely. But Bruce is really his focus. He never blames Alfred, Barbra, Dick, or Tim. 

So Dick. The closest we get to seeing them interact is Jason sending Deathstroke to attack Dick and Tim, and he shoots out one of the tires in Dick’s motorcycle. He also doesn’t have much to say about him outside of the fact that “he was the first” and that he’s pretty good at what he does, and I don't think Dick ever really talks about Jason so this is going to really just be my personal opinion. I’m not sure how you want to set up him finding out (is it a direct meeting, does someone tell him etc) but let’s say Dick finds out because everyone has a lil regroup post game (im ignoring the knightfall stuff because the manor blowing up leaves no room for fun with the fam imo) and so Bruce breaks the news Jason is alive, and also straight up was trying to kill him. 

Something to consider: do we want dick to have seen that video of jason getting shot? He has a line in game that shows he knows Jasons dead. I guess I could see Bruce getting that video from Joker, waiting a period of time and keeping it to himself, and then telling Dick and Babs (like when he thought Barbra died). I feel like Dick would've wanted to know how Bruce knows and would've wanted to see the video, maybe get a lil pissed that Bruce waited so long to tell everyone or whatever.

Anyway I think the first thing everyones told is simply: Jason is alive. Dick’s overwhelmed, absolutely in shock because he definitely Saw Jason Get Shot And Die, and he’s like what are you talking about is this a joke is he okay and if he’s alive where the fuck is he? Jason was such a sweet kid and I like to imagine they had a good relationship in the time Jason was Robin, so I feel like this would hit Dick as hard as it does Bruce. Then Bruce has to tell them like yeah hes….sort of okay and he actually was the Arkham Knight 😬. Which Dick is just like. This is a fucking joke. That kid???? The lil dude who went bezerko over the amount of books in his room? Who was so fucking happy to be adopted into the family and to have a brother?? He’s the one who fucked up the entire city? He’s in shock but also like. Why would they lie to him so he just has to wrestle with the fact that Jason was the Arkham Knight. Bruce probably goes into how Jason didn’t actually die and was tortured by Joker and how he basically rewired Jason's mind and how the culmination of that was him getting revenge on him for abandoning him etc. Which is a lot to handle of course and I’m sure Dick feels terrible about it because if there's one thing Dick is gonna do is take responsibility and feel guilty over things that aren’t his fault. And even with that new outfit Bruce def knows Jason is Red Hood and tells them that as well. Which again Dick is just like.

head spinning cause how is that the kid he knew and literally so much has gone on since halloween and now all this info? I assume Dick knows about this Red Hood guy cause I’m sure he keeps up with new people popping up like that in Gotham and he probably knows his MO with the guns and killing and whatnot. Ultimately I think he’d want to talk to Jason, fully understand what's going on, bring him home and he’d probably slide some “hey lets not kill people” in there as well? He’d feel like shit for everything that happened but also I feel he would firmly want to talk Jason down from killing (but I dont think he’d be mean about it! I hate in the comics when people talk about that stuff with jason it so quickly turns physical or just gets like. Really pointed and mean :( hes my special lil guy and he should simply be allowed to do whatever he wants)

Okayyy now Mr. Timothy. Let's also go with post game regroup because Tim was out of commission for a lil bit post game I imagine so he’d have no way to meet Jason until he heals up. So, with Dick I felt like it would be a very personal thing. Because he knew Jason. But Tim never did. And so of course Tim is still a very caring person and would have heard about Jason and I’m sure feels some sort of connection to him in that way, but I think with him it's more “I know exactly how Jason affected everyone in this room. I saw how Batman changed after he was gone, I saw how Dick reacted when he saw that video, and I had to hear the pain in Bruce’s voice every time he mistakenly called me Jason and tried to correct himself. (which side note, i fucking love how thats canon and bruce straight up does it in game it makes me go crazy every time i hear it)

But something I think is interesting is that Jason never thinks like “this new kid is a piece of shit and doesnt deserve to be robin because he's an idiot, i should take him out.” he’s kinda more focused on the fact that Tim is probably going to get hurt just like he did. (he does call him a sick joke and later replacement once in AK:Genesis but that really feels like joker stuff, and I think once he was less revenge focused and was able to see that the world that Joker had built for him isn’t reality he wouldn’t really think too badly abt Tim and literally as Im writing this I get to the part in AK:Genesis where Jason sees his memorial and he calls HIS uniform a joke as well, so I wonder if that remark has less to do with Tim and more with how he sees the persona of Robin in general, and if his own experiences have now tainted the way he feels about it. Jason is well aware of how broken he is in game, and so I think there's a level of self hatred in him that he may be projecting) When he’s in Arkham Knight Mode he's very laser focused and he doesn’t have a personal connection to Tim so he never tries to like save him or something but he does remark on the fact that he thinks Bruce’s whole thing is bull and that he doesn’t think Bruce cares about Tim because Bruce didn’t care about him either(from his warped pov obv).

(First image is from AK:Genesis, Second from the Batman:Arkham Knight Annual where Jason gets injected with fear toxin and hallucinates this fight with Tim)

Sooooo I don’t think there would ever be any rivalry between the two. Maybe a bit of worry from Tim of like damn is he gonna fucking hate me?? But it’s not an issue really. But anyway, less personal connection to Jason but still incredibly sympathetic. Red Hood reveal, def knows what the Red Hood’s whole deal is, and I would say is even more firm than Dick in the stop killing people thing. Again, he didn’t know Jason so I think were he to ever meet him on patrol he wouldn't sit there like man :(((( pls stop :((( i understand you and my heart is broken but dont kill ppl,,,,,<</3333333….. He would probably straight up just be like Dude. You cant be doing that around here. I understand that a lot of shits happened and you think that this is the best course of action but there is a reason Bruce never wanted us to kill. Please lets just consider something less permanent and let me take you to Bruce cause he definitely wants to talk.

OH and if you dont wanna do Bruce stuff and you just want it to be the kids you could easily have Barbra be the one who relays the info to them since she knows quite a bit and was able to have a personal convo w Jason :)

[wench-and-jezebel]

My Bloody Valentine (3D) Reaction:

Jezebel (@typicalopposite) reacts [with occasional asides by Wench (@scripted-downfall)]

[Preemptive warning for gore, btw… I'm sure that's shocking]

Bloody gears, so scurry

DEAN

Jump scare

How.  Did she.  Not notice that sooner.  [Define the that for the viewers please, dear]  That the guy legit just wasn’t in his bed

WELL SHIT. DERSSS BEEN A MURDERRRRR.  [THERE'S BEEN SEVERAL MY DEAR]

WHY DIDNT YOU TELL ME ABOUT THE GORE?!  [Ma’am.]  Kiddingggg

Sweet lord. Blech

The acting tho ☠️☠️☠️☠️ [I've told you this; Jackles is, like, the only good actor in this (slight exaggeration but not much)]  🤣🤣🤣 Fair

Deannn  [His name's Tom btw aksldjf]

Whooooa, Tom's voice… That caught me off guard  [I KNOW RIGHT] Isss so soft  [asfdkja;dslfkj This is true]

[Creepy mineshaft that just collapsed: OBVIOUSLY the best place for a party]  Right?!

Oooooh jumpscare??

☠️

[Damn, I really should've warned you about the gore, huh?] Literally

But also.  Wot.  WAS THAT.  You can tell this was a 3D movie  ☠️☠️☠️

How’d he miss them

[“Jason” Wrong horror movie, bud]  ☠️☠️☠️

Buddy.  Don’t you see the bodies???

Runnnnn buddy

☠️☠️☠️ Well damn

Damn x2

Oh shit.  ☠️☠️☠️☠️ blech

[And prepare yourself for some uncoolness btw]  Uncoolness?  [“Dean”'s friends]  Oh.  Oh shit.  They just.  Left him.  Though, I mean, at least his girlfriend tried.  [Yes, but she's 1/3]  True.  2/3 suck.  [asdkfjha;kdfsj Yeah]

Poor buddy [Abandoned with a serial killer]

Bad-buddy, the mask breathing is a giveaway

Freckles

Blood freckles

Bruh HARRY IS A BEAST [*to the dulcet sounds of Bachman-Turner Overdrive* You ain't seen nothing yet]

And at that moment he snapped [...]  What?  [Nothing.]

The lip trembleee thoooo 💕💕💕 *dissolves*

– – – 

And here we paused because someone closed Safari.  Not that I’m naming names, but it was Jezebel.  Because obviously, if anyone were gonna close the film preemptively, it’d be she.  (With all affection, my dear :) )

– – – 

Wait, is that douche?  From earlier?  [Yes]  Le gasp

Wait?  Wait  WAIT  That hoe!!!  3/3  [I told you… uncoolness.]  She ain’t loyal

I don’t even feel bad the guy’s gonna kill ‘em all  [That’s what I’m SAYING]

[And btw... wait for itttt]  GOOD!  Thassss what she gets  [tbf, you're right: there’s a poeticness to the fact that she’s being cheated on after abandoning Tom and moving on with the other dude]

I knew it.  Haha.  Ya screwed up buddy. She pregnant.

Bowleggedness at its finest  [alskdjf]  Even if that was the most pointless scene  [LAKSJDF;LKASJFD]  Imma squat and stare at spooky mine where all my trauma came from  [Max-coded] ☠️

[This whole town pisses me off, btw]

Buddy can’t get a good dad. Including his irl one.  [Wait till you see Devour…. Where his dad sucks AND is played by his irl dad]

[Pupper]

👀👀👀👀 Welp.  [They're very.  Enthusiastic.]  Tiddies ☠️☠️☠️☠️ [It does get... more]  ☠️☠️☠️☠️  I just…. It’s not like that.  It’s nothing like that.  ☠️☠️☠️☠️☠️

[I forgot how PTSD buddy is] 💕💕💕💕💕*sigh*

[That.  Does not qualify as romantic btw]

Oh shit

OH SHIT

BITCH?!  Why did you not shut the door?!!?  CLEARLY SHES HAS NEVER SEEN A HORROR MOVIE

Come on, ma’am, you never hide under the bed [Hmmmmm, I wonder where she could beeeee]

Well damn poor lady.  [Yup :(]

DAMN

THIS MOVIES FUCKING WILD 🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣  [I KNOW]

Hi 💕 *dissolves* [His smile is so cute tho]  Oh my goooosh dawwww

Ok I’m not AS mad that she moved on.  But still.  [It still bothers me for a thing I can't say yet; talk about it at the end]  Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhh wait.  Oh wait!  Is the kid his?  [I don't think so]  Oh  [It's been ten years… Kid's not ten, I don't think]  I thought that was the thing you couldn’t say  [Nope.  You’ll see :)]

Yeah you shot him, but he did kinda just you know… WALK AWAY

OH SHIT, old man.  [Did I mention this whole town pisses me off?]  

“I didn’t kill those people.”  Why tf are they blaming him?  [Technically.  Because the mine explosion is explained as being because he didn't do something he should've.]  Ooooh  [But AGAIN.  Accidental explosion vs intentional homicide.  Which is the bigger deal?]  Ye. Not the same.  Like.  TF?!  And like…. If buddy wanted to be doing the murders… he would have done it anyway.  [AND Even if he initially started "to save air" (unclear), he then killed all the poor nurses and doctors and college kids.  So that's not just.  “necessity”]

Why you watching their "activities", sir?  That’s not a murder.  That’s.  Intercourse.  Buddy.

BUDDY YOURE CHEATING ON HER!!!  YOU DO NOT HAVE THE RIGHT TO BE JEALOUS ABOUT HER STILL LIKING TOM.

[Buddy, you already regretted the last ten years of your life.  Also, ma'am annoys me here btw.  "How dare you need time and space away from the town that blamed you for blowing up a mine after the serial killer who almost killed you got shot in front of you after your friends abandoned you?!?!?"]

Buddy you’re always losing your way.  It’s a character trait at this point.

Nahhhhh mines scuuuurrr me [Even without serial killers in them]

Ouch migraine

Okay, nope, that’s it.  The way they look at each other.  That was just tooooo much of a looking in the mirror moment.  If Tom’s not the bad guy, I’ma riot.

The fecking squelch

[You realize how claustrophobic Tom must be tho?]  Right!?!

Bruh.  He was locked in the cage.  I still think he did it (so how tf did he do that) but come on

“Cause you’re pretty and I love you” [Basically]

BRUH AXEL YOU ARE CHEATING ON HERRRRRR.  [I KNOW.  He’s so possessive and for why.  He legit gives 0 shits]

I AM SO READY FOR HIM TO DIE.  if he doesn’t I’m gonna be very angry

[This has gone well btw]

“Come on, wife I don’t care about but pretty boy can’t care about either”

Gahhhhhh I hate that douche is the cop.  Ewwwww  [!!!]

“Why would you want to sell the mine?” *2 seconds later*  “Why would you want to stay?”

Ohh he struck a nerve [This poor dude has gotten punched, like, three times] ☠️☠️☠️

[I love his coat-hoodie combo thing alkasjfd]

“Or you”  Poor ol buddy's like… why you say that to me

Yellow fever vibes [Yes]

[Did I mention that buddy is so claustrophobic and so PTSD that it's painful]  I knowwwww

Why you look so shocked; you didn’t even close it

Ahhhhhh Blech

Why can’t douche just like die  [alksdjf Maybe he will!]

Oh shit “We found Ben”

[I swear, they're all just like: Hmm, something went wrong. Blame Tom!]

Bruh this chick

Wait WOT.  Ma'am, Axel was only there for you ‘cause you left Tom behind!??

[They have also never seen a horror movie]

Oh don’t hold your belly ma’am; you’re what, three days?

Beaten down with a Turkey leg

Oh shit Sarah die?  [I say nothing]

“Yes, let me leave you alone”

All he’s thinking is “thanks Harry”

Oooop- She knowwws  [I know she's saying Axel, but it sounded like asshole]

OH SHIT NOT THE KIDDDD

ME AS A COP!  “Do I gotta go in?”

Welp cop You’re about to be retired from life too, ok?

Oh shiiiiiit

X2

Ooooof

Good thing I’m not squeami— oh. Wait  [I GAVE THE GORE WARNING]

[Ooh, the salt in the wound tho.  "She left with that nice Tom Hanniger"]

Theeeeee CGI

[Ma'am, Axel almost slammed you into a desk; how is him being violent impossible?]  ☠️☠️☠️☠️

They didn’t handle this storyline well.  I hate that the guy who got the short end of the stick the whole movie is the bad guy  [FINALLY SOMEONE GETS IT.  Also… That end just got shorter btw]  ☹️☹️  [The screams thoooo]

Ewww Axel’s vengeance face

She gon kill axel and then it’s not him

☠️☠️☠️ Poetic

Bitch.  Why.  The mines.  Of all places.  To hide.  From a psycho miner dude.

Poor Sarah

Oooop- Buddy messed up

Poor buddy lost it

Like…. [While you type, lemme just say how much I hate how Axel's immediate response is "I knew it"]  What pisses me offf is axel doesn’t even care about any of it.  Just that he was right.  [SBC, but I wish it weren’t]  Like this isn’t about justice for the dead people. It’s ohhhhh I don’t like you and you ended up being the bad guy.  This is what I mean with they handled it bad.  [Definitely agree.  We’ll talk more at endpoint reaction.]

[That went well]  That went boom

Bruh.  He just doesn’t die

Ew; no one cares about yall’s love.  [HE WAS CHEATING ON HER A DAY AGO]

🙂 He lives

That look

– – –

Endpoint Reaction:

Jezebel: Instead of Axel being the jealous whatever-he-was, he should have been Tom’s best friend. They leave ‘cause they think the guy’s killed him. And then get together because he disappears. Even if the cheating still happens, it takes away that the “bad guy gets the girl and the good guy’s the bad guy” taste.  That alone would have made it a little easier to watch and made it to where you could be happy they get away.  

Wench: Agreed

Jezebel: Because the way it’s handled almost feels like this whole movie victim-blamed Tom into insanity and thus turned him into the thing he tried to get them to see he wasn’t.  Also the whole “he was in an asylum” thing seemed so “we gotta explain why he’s got this split personality” so they threw it in, when they could have I dunno showed it in a two minute clip

Wench: Yeah

Jezebel: But the gore was 😮‍💨😮‍💨😮‍💨 hard to watch but made it scary enough in that sense.  And there was a full on nekked woman running around.  It wasn’t horrible! But yeah. It’s up there with Friday the 13th on killers I side with

Wench: So, you know I have a fondness for this film.  But it's very much a "I know it's not good and watch anyway" kind of fondness, mixed with the tastes that leads people to watch, for example... revenge stories.  I recognize that Tom's the "bad guy" of the film, and I also recognize that some of the people he killed weren't people who deserved it.  But I also can't stop myself from rooting for him, and that --- the fact that he makes it to the end, for example --- is a large part of the fondness.  It's like Law Abiding Citizen, where the "bad guy" is nonetheless the one you root for.

Jezebel: LAW ABIDING CITIZEN OOOOOH I LOVE THAT ONEEEE

Wench: Yesss

Also Wench: But it also pisses me off because of a number of things (some of which you covered).  If the town as a whole --- his alleged friends, family, partners, etc --- had bothered to check in with him instead of villainizing him, the entire movie (or, at least, all but the first ten minutes) might not have happened.  He didn't leave out of the blue, and it's stupid that they act like he did.  He left because, in close proximity: a) the entire town turned against him for a mistake --- a costly mistake, sure, but nonetheless, an accident --- that they apparently ranked as on-par with the serial-killing miner who slaughtered a whole hospital and a college party of some kind, b) said miner tried to kill him, c) his friends left him behind for said miner to kill him, and then d) said miner got shot in front of him at extremely close quarters.  Buddy didn't leave for the fun of it; buddy was confined to a mental institution because he had some combination of a mental breakdown and/or a dissociative identity split.  To the point that he's still chugging meds in the movie and showing signs of both PTSD and a related panic disorder of some kind (at least to my amateur eyes)

Jezebel: Right!!?! Any of those alone would cause a person to snap!

Wench: Axel isn't a good guy, and he's not even a flawed hero.  He's an outright asshole.  He acts completely out of jealousy, marries a woman simply because he'd been envious of her and Tom's previous relationship but now Tom wasn't in his way, cheats on her despite them having a son together, and is controlling and possessive to a dangerous level at all times.

Jezebel: 100% agree with it all!

Wench: Actually, I just realized a thing.  If you take this story.  And put it in slightly different terms.  You get:

There's a group of friends.  This group includes Friend 1, who is in a relationship with Friend 2, and Friend 3.  Friend 3 is jealous of the relationship between Friend 1 and 2.

Through some combination of Friend 3's actions and an external entity, Friend 1 is removed from the equation.

Friend 3 uses this as an opportunity to fulfill the jealousy and start a relationship with Friend 2

Friend 1, meanwhile, gets incarcerated somewhere for a great many years, with better or worse periods of sanity/lucidity, before getting out and going back to hometown

Friend 2 and Friend 3's relationship has soured, since the jealousy didn't last past the initial pursuit success

Friend 1 slowly but surely takes revenge against various people in hometown

And that’s the story of The Count of Monte Cristo.

Jezebel: Ooh!  I gotta say, I was so lost at first.

Wench: The point is: The Count is the protagonist of the story, and, while he’s not a pure “good guy,” he’s definitely the best of the initial characters (e.g. pre-Chateau D’If).  So, yeah, the terms change a bit with the many murders of this film, as well as the fact that not everyone harmed by Tom was problematic, but, in terms solely of character archetypes, plotlines, etc… Tom is “the good guy” of the story.  And he got, as you put it, the short end of the stick for the entire plot.  He deserved to not have it happen again, instead of having the blame of the entire town actually portrayed as “deserved.”

Jezebel: Side-tracking a bit because: Another thing is it, would have been better to have the killer actually be Axel or one of the older men, or even the girl.  Or the other cop.  It being Tom just 😮‍💨😮‍💨 it but a bad taste in my mouth (I think I already said this lol but it did).  But also it being Tom would have had a poeticness about it under different circumstances, if he wasn’t already painted as h the villain.  Like, maybe axel thought it was him but the rest of the town was like “tommy?! Our boy!? Nooooo way”  Then it being him would have been like “TOMMY?! NO WAY!! MY BOY!”

Wench: Yeah, that’s fair… When I first watched the film, I knew they were going to make Tom the bad guy ahead of time, but I still wanted him to be right that it was Axel instead.  Anything else to add?

Jezebel: Nope!  Just that it was a’ight!  And Ackles was *chef’s kiss* as always

[the-firebird69]

He shot DG point blank and didn't shoot the clone and it was a curiosity and people wonder why and it's because they need the stuff and his people would grab both of them out of jail or the morgue and it's ridiculous there's stuff is gross and I'll tell you what we need to get rid of this a****** next door you stupid he starts to smell and he did some dumb and BG is going to kill all of his people he starts working it tomorrow

-my son says you're setting it in stone our son and for no reason it really is not much of a reason and you are sitting hatred of you and your people Dave AKA Dan in stone you called everybody to that location and your own people hate you and want you gone now you're going around committing stupid Acts completely dead and you're an AI junkie and you don't have it everybody knows it now and Paris Hilton and crew are keeping you off it and you don't have a clue do you yeah you know so what you're an actor your time it doesn't you see them all day all day long you have to have power in your dangerous it's a little different but you're still just an actor and your father does it all the time it's really gross

-we have to get you two out of here and we're working towards it in for you so when you will be gone and Stan will be gone and Jason and Lily and all these people that say they're doing stuff and they're not and they're wonderous assholes because they're lying and everyone can tell and they're killing them that's really something it's like a kid on the street okay Calcutta but we really should not insult them so much and he says it too it's really not a great analogy cuz those kids learn quick or they die and some of them are quite good at stuff they pickpocket like madness and they're effective and you people can't even pickpocket you suck I need you out of here you blow you just annoying as hell you're bothering us all the time so going to come after you idiots there's some news about you too jackasses and it's around here. You're sitting at the table at lunch blabbing about him and he's telling you what is going on and that warrants their issuing and that you're scofflaws and you start talking about how you going to have him blown away from over there and all sorts of junk came out of you and you then said when you left he's a real scary guy didn't do anything the whole time didn't say anything and the police came up to you and said we told you not to sit near him over there and you came over and sat near him and we heard what he said the whole time and you're having him say it and it's dumb for you to say you're calling your people and we know it then they said this what kind of allowing it cuz we're grabbing them and now I'm going to grab you and they said you had to sit over here by saying not to and they said wow you're figured it out how that happened and they walked away with him and says to our son you should be in jail I said you have no idea do you. I've gotten rid of more people and one afternoon than these idiots have their whole life and they looked at the idiots and says you're encouraging him he said yeah they are and so are you because you can't do the job for this reason or that reason or you need them to do stupid s*** apparently they did some stupid s*** and Daniel said this line all the time so you don't have your brain on straight and my brother is more of a criminal than anyone cuz he's smarter and they said this he's a dangerous stupid b**** Dave and they ran around talking and they got in trouble and they said we think he's around and came back to our son and they said he didn't know yet and he can't send it back and you're on your own for Christ f*** sake you ruined that s*** in your bunch of assholes you're treating like s*** and go to f****** hell so that went on today and they pulled them in and they said we're really not beating you we're not having to sit there and we told you not to and we meant it and there are warrants on you for treason. They were held for 2 hours and questioned off and on and we'll see about devices here and then they said something else you're planning on leaving the planet and blowing it up and we need to know where the devices are and it starts squealing someone finally figured it out and they're telling him he's dead the others are there and they said this is what we needed to know and are you squealing it and yelling and they're full of happiness and joy and our son shows himself with tears crying it says you're finally going to die and you see you don't get it like he's sad and stuff and they looked around and said I wonder what this looks like and they took them down town no they took him down the road and they were holding them for hours questioning them grabbing their people and went through it and they found several locations and they're going to publish where shortly and we think they got it out

Thor Freya

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Zues Hera

[sparkypantaloons]

Grubs Up

Tim is no cook. He's not an idiot. He can make a meal. A decent one at that. But decent as in it will keep him alive. Not decent as in anyone would want to purposefully eat it.

He doesn't care. He learnt survival skills to survive. Not live. That was the whole point.

But after only two days of boiled ready-ramen, with sad flavour packs that expired at least nine months ago and some slightly tragic vitamin supplements crushed into the broth, he's wondering if his training has been sufficient. He'd kill for a cheeseburger right about now.

It's raining. He, Dick and Jason have been holed up in some awful cabin for two nights now. Waiting for an all clear on their extraction. The go ahead for their own rescue.

They're tired and irritable. And hungry.

They could leave. They could. They don't owe this mission anything. They've given up their own cases and their own commitments to be here. It's a long and boring story, but the crux of it is that Bruce asked. Bruce asked them to fight and then he asked them to stay, too. So here they are.

They could fight their way out. Easily enough probably. But Bruce asked them not to do that either. So instead they wait.

Each of them are dealing with the decision in their own way.

Dick is angry. Angry in that quiet, calm way he is. When he thinks he's let himself down. So quick to question his own judgement when it comes to Bruce. But still adamant the others are right in their choice.

Jason is playing at indifference. It's a poor show, if Tim is honest. The middle brother failing at nonchalance, as he sits hunched and irritated in the corner.

Tim made his decision long ago. His loyalty is to Bruce. Always. Since before Robin and long after. But damn is he hungry.

The three of them have just split their last protein bar. A grimly bland concoction of nuts and oats and little else.

Jason, of all people, is the one to put a positive spin on it. Unnaturally cheery and grateful for the meager nourishment.

Dick scowls, his eyes and mood dark, as Jason pretends the mouthful of beige is something worth remarking on.

Tim is... christ, he's just so hungry man. He'd eat just about anything right now.

Which is why, when the door opens, not moments later, and Duke stands there, dressed in his stealth black version of his uniform, with a giant tupperware of chilli con carne in his hands, Tim thinks he could kiss him.

"Sup losers?" Duke says cheerily.

Dick scowls as he rises, just as Jason fully body checks him, shoving the older man out of the way.

"Narrows!" Jason breathes, eyes widening at the large tupperware in Duke's hands.

"Alfred sent me." Duke says, pulling off his helmet.

"Ohmygodisthishischilli?" Jason slurs, almost salivating at the thought. He tries to pry the lid off the box in Duke's hands.

Duke scowls. "No, bro." He moves the tupperware out of Jason's reach. "I made this, you ungrateful swine."

"Did you bring forks?" Dick asks. He barely looks at the teenager, eyes fixed on the parcel of delicious food.

Duke rolls eyes. "Hi Dickie, how are you? Oh, hungry? Good job I brought forks."

"Gimme a fork." Tim says, crowding the youngest Bat.

"You guys are acting like you haven't eaten for weeks." Duke scowls, prying open the tupperware in his hand. He jerks away from the Red Hood, as the older man shoves his nose towards the smell of stewed and spiced meat. "Didn't Bruce ever teach you any manners?" Duke grumbles. He fishes some forks out of his utility belt.

Tim grabs them out of Duke's hand. Doesn't even bother to respond before he digs into the delicious, tender stew. Holds the spare forks out of Dick and Jason's reach as he shovels the food into his mouth.

"Replacement you frickin a hole" Jason growls, grabbing at Tim's spare hand and barging past Duke.

Dick scowls. "You're being douche bags! Tim!" He snaps.

Tim is giggling. Part hysteria, part pure joy at earing something that isn't survivalist gourmet. "Okay, okay." He laughs, half hysterical. "Forks you animals." He holds the cutlery out to his brothers.

Duke watches them frowning. "It's barely been two days guys. This is a bit sad, you can't be this hungry already?"

"You try living off Timmy's 'Bat-belt Ramen'" Jason mutters, through a mouthful of chilli.

Dick shoves him out the way. Shovels another mouthful of chilli into his mouth from the tupperware. "Sunny-D you're my favourite brother." He chomps.

Duke rolls his eyes. "Until Damian brings you breakfast in bed again." He mutters.

Tim snorts, chilli comes up through his sinuses, threatens to come out his nose.

Duke smirks, holds a hand to his ear. Listens for a moment. "Batman's two minutes out for extraction." He says. "Eat up."

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DP x DC AU: Extra Notes

More concept pieces that I didn't want to put in the main post:

[Concept] [Age Chart]

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When Danny got to Gotham he chose to go by the last name Gale. When Jason decided he wasn't going back to Bruce, he started going by Jay Gale, and dyed his hair the same colour as the twins. I'm thinking the red hair of his earlier character design.

After taking the three newly resurrected back to his apartment, they spent the first night on his couch (the only comfortable furniture he had) and soaked up the calming ectoplasm Danny was emitting. When he was able to, Danny went out to steal two single mattresses; but continued to sleep on the couch. When Jason was coherent enough he felt guilty about it and insisted Danny take the bed. They argue for a bit before deciding to just share. One for them and one for the twins. This is a habit they don't bother breaking even when they get better apartments. 

Danny chose Gotham because the amount of curses in such a relatively small area hid his presence in plain sight. And the Lazarus Pit under the city provided him with the exoplasm he needed to survive. But some of those curses are really nasty… and surely not all of those curses are necessary right? He can't just leave them there when he can do something about it right?? So Danny also becomes the local supernatural expert, making the city a better place one curse at a time. 

Danny doesn't have much time to think about schooling for the first few years in Gotham, But when Jason  gets well enough and established enough to really contribute to their income, maybe he gets his GED and gives college a try. 

I don't know what happened to Danny’s friends and family in this au, but maybe he does a psychology major as an honour to Jazz.  (Being the older sibling is hard! No wonder she was so high strung!) Danny as the Arkham Psychologist anyone? It's one of my favourite concepts!

Danny and Tim Frequent the same coffee shop. Tim hears the things the baristas say about this regular that's been coming in for a few years before him, and becomes immensely curious about the one guy in Gotham that orders more espresso shots than him. Whenever they are in the store at the same time, they get to talking. 

The twins are only a year younger than Damian, and are a lot more carefree and adventurous. At first Damian takes this as a personal affront; what's so special about these immature brats?? But they grow on him and actually get him to loosen up and act his age sometimes. The three of them add Jon to make a quartet and cause nightmares for the faint of heart.

Although the twins do receive training, they never pick up the vigilante lifestyle. Reasons being 1) They have already died once and don't feel like inviting it, and 2) they have seen how worried Danny can get about Jason and how Worked up Jason can get about Danny, and they don't want to worry either of their big brothers. Although I do like the idea of them apprenticing under Dr Leslie in the future.

In place of getting training from the League of Ass (sorry,  Assassins), Danny teaches Jay the sword fighting he learned from Pandora, the hand to hand from Frostbite, the weapons training from his parents, and everything he can think of from his own years of desperate fighting. This changes Jason's fighting style just enough that no one that knew him before would recognize it. (Remember that the LoA trained Bruce too)

Danny could have sold Ice Sculptures for a few years, and it was a good source of money; but once certain villains start taking interest and its unmelting nature starts piquing curiosity, he stops. This, however, introduces scarcity, and his few sculptures become some of the most valuable things in the city. When he eventually starts making them again, he's not expecting the ferver, to hilarious effect.

Danny doesn't kill the Joker. He doesn't even hurt the Joker. That's not his place and not his thing. But there is no way in hell he wants that man to be roaming the streets while he has little brothers to protect. So he takes measures to prevent the Joker, specifically, from escaping Arkham. Very successfully. The Joker goes even more insane seeing others escape when he Can't. But he never manages to hurt anyone. Danny makes sure of it. 

Because Danny is now watching over the Batfamily, he prevents Damian's death entirely. And If/ When Dick goes undercover at spyral, Danny makes sure he can keep in touch with the family.

I also believe that the reason Bruce doesn't notice that Jason's grave becomes empty in cannon, is because the League of Assassins goes back to fill it in. Danny doesn't  even think about doing that. So Bruce knows that someone Robbed his son's Grave. Crime drops a bit while Bruce is on that warpath. But of course he doesn't find anything, all of the footage is blurry or nonexistent. I think it would be funny if he thought the LoA was responsible for it, even though he's in the exact wrong dimension to be correct.