oh wait.... ohhhh wait...... sub!sungho ..... is certainly.... something to think about .... i might be a little insane ... and this is just me being me but gosh i can't help but imagine tying sungho up with pretty pink silk ribbons, and like the little blurb you sent into my inbox that time, with him i don't think you'd have to put much pressure at all, because he's so good, he won't move or act out.... the dollification goes both ways oh GOSH he's just so pretty it's impossible not to think about putting him in pretty silky ribbons and keeing him all still and pretty to use and play with so gently..... i'm going nuts bye
belle im sick,, you're gonna kill me like actually 😭 love thinking abt pretty boys in the prettiest most delicate silk, it doesn't actually hold much and its all up to the mental submission for sungho to not do anything to get out of the silky restraints. he'd look so pretty with his hands tied either way but i can't help but imagine if you tie his hands to his front side, trusting that he won't touch himself or try to stop you from touching him. you'd tell him you wanna pamper him, treat him like a dolly and he's melting, he secretly lives for being taken care of he loves when you give him all of your attention like this which is why he's so well behaved. i feel like he sometimes can get very overwhelmed and he may move a bit but he always goes to stop himself, especially when you soothe him and hush his whines and tell him, "dollies don't touch.." or "dollies don't speak.." he's such a perfect play thing, so pretty and sweet, letting you do whatever you please cuz he'd never wanna act out,, just wants to be a pretty doll all tied up in silk that perfectly compliments his skin <3
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Everyone from babies to young adults suddenly disappears from Amity Park, and the ghost portal self-destructs as well. The GIW and the Fentons obviously come to the conclusion that it’s ghosts but realize that this issue is way bigger than they can handle, so they call in the big guns, The Justice League.
Of course, they don’t tell the Justice League everything when they come. No matter how much they thought themselves to be heroes, they were simply glorified police in spandex. And with how they operate, they are all too small-minded and won’t be able to see the bigger picture. They also knew fully well that a lot of their methods weren’t even remotely close to being morally or ethically right, and if the JL found out, they would be screwed. So they simply told them enough to get them on their side.
Besides, how could they not help with how many people were missing? This was going to be easy.
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The Justice League didn’t trust the GIW. Something about them was just off. But so many missing people were on the line, so many kids!
Ghost?
Should they call in the JLD?
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Jason knew something was off with Crime Ally.
Nothing was wrong per se. In fact, everything was going great. Crime was at its lowest in like… forever. The general atmosphere was more calm, if not a bit chilly. He himself was calmer. And there were fewer kids on the streets. Which would have been a good thing if this wasn’t fuckin’ CRIME ALLY!
Jason’s been stressing himself out, trying to find out what was going on. He’s been searching up and down, talking to people left and right. No one was reporting anything amiss. Some even told him that they still saw the kids walking around, though not as often as before. And they also looked like they were being well taken care of.
He even saw and talked to some of the kids himself and it was the truth.
But when he asked where they went, they only laughed and ran away from him. Shouting that he would know soon before they disappeared around the corner. At this point, he was sufficiently freaked out and was so close to getting Batman to contact the JLD, but something told him otherwise.
A few days later Jason was in bed. He had ended patrol early that night and intended to get a full eight hours if he could.
But as fate would have it, he would not. Because just before he could hit the hay he heard it. Well, felt it would be more accurate but how could you feel a siren’s song? Pulling you? Drawing you in. Telling you that it would give you your deepest desire.
He didn’t even bother to suit back up into Red Hood. He just followed it. Followed and followed, Until he got to a dead-end alleyway. But there was no ‘end’. All there was, was darkness.
He began to get skeptical and took a few steps back. But the feeling was still there. Pulling, telling that all of his answers were in that darkness. Everything he wanted, needed, awaited beyond it.
He did the stupid thing and went into the darkness.
He didn’t know what he was expecting, but it wasn’t the feeling of walking through thick goop. But the feeling didn’t last long, and he eventually stepped out.
Again, he didn’t know what he was expecting, but it wasn’t this.
Kids running around without a care in the world, unrestricted. Teenagers just hanging out and being kids too. Whatever adults he saw all looked pretty young, but they were all happy.
He looked around and noticed that it looked like a weird mix between a suburb and a night market, but it worked quite well. The stalls were all unmanned, and it seemed whoever could just take whatever they wanted. Dim but pretty lights connected all the stalls to as far as his eyes could see. And the sky.
In Gotham, there’s so much smog and bad weather you’d be lucky to even see a piece of blue during the day so no wonder people often forget about the night. But this, the night sky wherever he was, was beautiful, beyond what words and even thoughts could convey.
“Hello, Mr. Red Hood.”
Jason jumped. Was he so out of it that he didn’t even notice someone coming up behind-
Forget what he just said about the sky. The woman right here that was now standing before him? She- She-
“Are you single?”
There was silence. Then she giggled. Guess Jason didn’t need his helmet huh? His face was enough.
He also wanted to die again but hey, at least she laughed!
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like obviously if u didnt know the piece of trivia that jesse was originally supposed to be killed off in season 1 of brba, u probably wouldn't get that impression from the show since he quickly becomes the deuteragonist, but that fact still somehow feels woven into the very fabric of the show. that jesse wasnt supposed to live this long. with the reckless way he lives, the action he gets himself involved in (and eventually dragged into), the disregard he shows for his own wellbeing, u expect him to die in every episode. with every horrible thing that happens, u expect him to die. everyone around him wants him dead. it feels like an inevitability. but it never happens. jesse keeps surviving even as everyone around him dies; he lives longer than anyone, even the audience, ever could have expected. it's something simultaneously horrific and miraculous, that this character who was and is doomed continues living despite everything in the world around him trying to kill him. what's worse than dying?? surviving. what's better than dying?? surviving. that's part of what makes "el camino" so compelling even though the narrative never hides the fact that jesse will successfully escape. it's not a question of whether or not he'll escape. it's a question of what do u do when ur only choice is to keep living??
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