#thank you for sending me an ask!!!!!!!! 🥺🥺

[yan-lorkai]

"Hello Lorkai! I've got an idea for a headcanon and would like to request it!

Yan!Idia (maybe with platonic Yan!Ortho too if you like) with an extroverted male reader who somehow gets placed in Ignihyde Dorm by the dark mirror (students from other dorms like to joking about the dark mirror putting him in the wrong dorm or something). The reader kinda becomes the mom friend of the dorm, always helping and taking care of everyone, assisting Idia with his Housewarden's work, you know, like the friend who orders food for their shy friends. Thank you very much <3

.⁠｡⁠*⁠♡ A/N: Uh... I've might misread the fact that you wanted headcanons. And so I did hcs and a few little drabble 🥺.

.⁠｡⁠*⁠♡ You are Ignyhide's mom figure, fixing everyone's hair and shirt. Everyone know that whoever is sorted into this dorm is somewhat of an introvert or ambivert. You, though, is an extrovert. You can talk freely, you know how to make friends and enjoy helping others around the campus. Yet, the others don't have this same capacity. And they need someone to take care of them, whence the title of mom, which was just a joke but slowly spread thought Ignyhide completely.

.⁠｡⁠*⁠♡ Idia was the most difficult person for you to get closer. He just seems to push away anyone that tried without even realizing but you persisted till you make friends with his brother and him. Taking care of Idia though... Sure, it's difficult sometimes.

"Let's go, Idiiiiiiia!” You tried to pull the antisocial Ignyhide dorm leader out of his bed, wanting to take him outside to sunbathe and eat in the canteen. You've been trying for a while now. Sometimes Idia was a lot like a younger brother to you. Stubborn, obstinate. His hair burning bright in a frightful color as you pulled him and he pushed you.

"Do you hate me, Yuu-shi? I didn't do anything wrong." Idia threw himself to the ground, a scream of pure terror escaping his throat as he struggled against you.

"Listen, either you walk out that door of your own free will or I'm going to throw you over my shoulders and we're going to leave the same way." You threatened him. You had tried every tactic you had on your sleeve today and still none of them were working. Regardless, he felt light enough for you to carry around.

"Yuu-shi wouldn't dare." Idia murmured back, he tried to sound confident and sure of what he is saying.

Yet he didn't stop you from pulling him to his feet this time, even though his legs were visibly tense and he had an annoying expression on his face. Idia knew that you meant what you said. And he wouldn't survive a day if someone saw you carrying him around. His shame would be too big to bear. He would be dead by the end of the night if that was to happen.

He gave you the best puppy dog eyes he could muster, but it was of little use. You opened the door for him and offered him a soft smile, trying to ease all the fear and anxiety he felt. Still, you had good intentions when trying to bring him out of his shell. There was tons of people you want him to meet, tons of things you wanted to do with him, outside from his room where you usually spent your free time. Without talking with him through a floating tablet.

You were working to make him realize that it was not healthy to stay cupped inside of his room all day. It was a slow process but in a few months, you know he'll be fine making phone calls and sending emails.

"C'mon, dude. We don't have all day." You teased him a little, watching him fumbling. He squeaked, hands founding yours to hold, to ground him, cold finger lacing with yours.

Idia didn't like this idea at all. There was so much that he could do at his room. Gaming, bing watching something, reading, studying. So why he have to abandon the comfort of his room?

He wanted to ask your intentions. But you are a mischievous guy, always so secretive, only the sevens may know what passed through your mind this week. Either way, Idia doubt that you would tell him where you're going or why. Sighed, he followed you outside.

.⁠｡⁠*⁠♡ No matter how difficult he was, Idia was still your best friend. Your brother, if you will. Nobody could see one without the other nearby, even if most of the time it was just you and his floating tablet. It was a sweet friendship, most thought. And Idia deserved it. As did Ortho, the young robot was so funny to have around and he was as curious as a child, always asking you questions, even if he could have his answers with a snap of his fingers.

.⁠｡⁠*⁠♡ While you make friends with Idia because you noticed how lonely he was, Ortho just latched onto you when he realized what you were trying to do, helping you in your mission to be Idia's friend. He was like a younger sibling, following you around, sometimes messing with your homework or phone for fun. He was mischievous. And you could never get angry at him because of his very cute puppy eyes. Often times, though, he includes you on his pranks.

"How things going, Yuu-shi?" Idia asked, voice tired and dark circles under his eyes as he stared at his computer. He knew it was you just by the sounds of your footsteps on the carpet.

Ortho programs are special, designed by Idia himself. They are not supposed to malfunction but sometimes errors happen and this is one of those times. Idia told you he would pull an all nighter so he could fix his brother and you, like the good friend you are, scold him for losing sleep. Yet, you brought with you some snacks and soft drinks, and you got to work with him.

The panel located on Ortho's chest glowed red, emitting a high-pitched sound that broke any and all silence that might exist, in addition to Idia's heavy breathing. You knew how to fix Ortho, you'd seen him do it a thousand times.

"I don't think that it's a systemic error, pass me the screwdriver so I can see something, Idia." Idia mumbled something, drinking one of your drinks as he lent you a screwdriver so you could taste your theory before turning back to his computer and start typing something again, running another bunch of tests.

"Be careful!" He advised. You huffed, of course, you were going to be careful.

You slowly began to unscrew the nails holding the panel in place, carefully placing it on the bed next to you. You observed all those wires and pieces, the fire on his chest burning even brighter now, you tried to remember for what which wire was for. Ignyhide was after all known to raise students to be the best in mechanics.

"Actually everything's normal," You murmured to Idia, there was nothing wrong with Ortho that you could see. Red light still emanating from somewhere below his artificial heart. "C'mere and help me, Idiaaa."

The older Shroud laughed at your tone but he complied, crouching down by your side. "Let's see..." Just as Idia reached out to inspect Ortho’s chest panel, the younger Shroud's eyes suddenly lit up, glowing a vivid yellow.

His previously limp body jerked upright and his voice, eerily robotic, boomed through the room: "Error 375, host unable to respond, initiating reboot sequence."

Idia yelped and practically jumped out of his skin, scrambling backward in a flurry of blue flames, his ears hurting from loud Ortho's announcement was. "W-what, error 375, what even is that? Ortho? What did you do?" He stammered, looking between you and Ortho in sheer disbelief, lost.

Then, just as suddenly, Ortho broke into his usual chipper grin. "Just kidding, Nii-san!" The younger Shroud chirped, a playful glint in his eyes. "Got you!"

Idia’s expression was a mix of shock and exasperation, his face and hair bright red from embarrassment. "You little—!"

Ortho giggled innocently, while you couldn’t help but burst into laughter. The prank had been a success.

.⁠｡⁠*⁠♡ Aside from moments like that, you also help them with simple things, helping Idia with his dorm leader's duties in general, and playing with Ortho, helping them with laundry and making breakfast. And when you three go out to buy things or something, you always team up with Ortho to tease Idia. It's funny.

.⁠｡⁠*⁠♡ You and Ortho incentives Idia to be more sociable, though that's still not possible so often you three just spend time on the gardens or somewhere more secluded. At least, Idia can leave his room if you and his brother are by his side the entire time. He still have a long way to go to overcome his shyness but you're proud of him and you let him know at every opportunity.

.⁠｡⁠*⁠♡ It's common for you for you to order for you and Idia but if you're tired or unwell, Idia will crawl from his shell and stutter out your favorite order. It's the only time he'll try for real to overcome his fear of talking to other people.

[ibtisams]

Hello dear friends

My name is Ahmed Khalil from the Gaza Strip. I am a member of a family of eight. Our home was destroyed, and we were forcibly displaced from northern Gaza to the south after orders from Israeli forces.💔🙏

With a heavy heart and a feeling of shame, I am sending you this message from under the bombardment and destruction. The relentless bombing never seems to stop, making Gaza an unsafe place to live.🥺🍉

I ask you to stand by my side and help save me and my family. We urgently need your financial support and help in sharing my posts so that I can secure the basic necessities for my family. Additionally, your donations can help us evacuate to a safe place.🙏🙏🍉

Your small donation and sharing will make a difference and have a significant impact. Please don't hesitate to donate and share.🍉🙏

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[nectar-cellar]

The Sims is love. List 5 facts about a favorite sim couple of yours, and why you love them so much. Then pass this on to 5 others, whose sim couple(s) you also love. 💘💕

edit: thank you for sending me this ask!! 🥺💖💗💓💌💟💝

my fave toxic on-again off-again situationship couple is amir & dani. these 2 freaky frogs, silly geese, eternal yearners:

some new/old facts about them:

they met in sunset valley community college and dated for a while <3

they were both each other's first sexual experience 🤭

they are both queer and not out in a small suburban town 🦄

they both share escapist fantasies of "leaving it all behind" 🥺

they are both lonely loners without many friends. they are both kind of unpleasant to be around but when they were together they were both giddy in their own little world. their breakup left them both feeling very pessimistic about love "i'll never find that again, nobody else will ever compare" which keeps them both still tied to each other, unable to move on.

why i love them so much: i think healthy couples, while great in real life and nice to read about sometimes, are boring in fiction. i like the melodrama and conflict they have, both with each other and internally. will they fight to save a doomed (?) relationship or will they learn their lessons and move on. they're in a shitty part of their life journey. nothing is working out, things feel hopeless, your FIRST serious relationship EVER in your young life has left you shattered, what EVER will you do??? it feels realistic and relatable to me. it's almost like a comfort thing - they are not happy characters but they reflect my own messy emotional state. and yes it's utterly self indulgent.

some more sim spice below:

[feralenby]

Hello dear friends

My name is Ahmed Khalil from the Gaza Strip. I am a member of a family of eight. Our home was destroyed, and we were forcibly displaced from northern Gaza to the south after orders from Israeli forces.💔🙏

With a heavy heart and a feeling of shame, I am sending you this message from under the bombardment and destruction. The relentless bombing never seems to stop, making Gaza an unsafe place to live.🥺🍉

I ask you to stand by my side and help save me and my family. We urgently need your financial support and help in sharing my posts so that I can secure the basic necessities for my family. Additionally, your donations can help us evacuate to a safe place.🙏🙏🍉

Your small donation and sharing will make a difference and have a significant impact. Please don't hesitate to donate and share.🍉🙏

Thank you for hearing my story.

My campaign is verified by @90_ghsot

https://www.gofundme.com/f/help-ahmed-khalils-family-evacuate-to-safety

There should never be any shame in asking for help, but that doesn't change the fact that these things shouldnt be happening in the first place. These innocent families are being terrorized and attacked every day by the occupation. Please help Ahmed and his family by donating to his fundraiser, and regardless if you can donate or not please like and reblog his posts, and follow his profile to boost traction!

[fff777]

opinions on kunten? (my og nct ship) (wait do people still get mad if you call wayv nct.... i've been out of the game for too long)

kyaaa thank you for the ask! ❤️ (and i consider wayv as part of nct!) this is a long post so i'll hide it under the cut :3

i do think they have an interesting dynamic! this is my first time actually articulating what i think about kunten so bear with me 😅

in general, i do think they fit the 'bickering parents' archetype. but as in all cases, there are ✨nuances✨. wayv are in a weird spot (which is honestly how i start off 90% of my discussions on wayv but that's another can of worms). kun is the leader, but ten is the most experienced, professionally speaking. ten debuted first, and the members definitely respect his skills as a performer. sometimes ten almost feels a bit untouchable because the others respect him so much.

i think kun and ten kind of hold co-leader positions, but in a weird way. let me explain lol. i think that kun will actually defer to ten for many things, particularly things, particularly professional matters. on the other hand, i don't think ten cares for the responsibilities that come with being a leader (in terms of administrative stuff, or just being there for guidance if the younger ones need him). it feels like their place in wayv is that the group will listen to ten when ten has opinions, but if he doesn't have opinions, then kun will take care of the group. so that was kind of how i see them in the group dynamic but i think it also kind of bleeds into kun and ten's relationship with one another.

there's the ongoing gag that kun is the geriatric loser leader and ten is the cool hip hyung despite them being the same age 😅 but i think it kind of reflects how ten is kind of the free spirit in terms of social obligations whereas kun takes all of this *gestures vaguely* very seriously. kun will always be there as leader regardless of what happens.

with all that ten's doing, i do think that he will outgrow a group soon (maybe he wouldn't outgrow it so fast if he was promoted the actual kpop way, but that's a whole other discussion). but something makes me think that as independent as he is, it's also to his benefit to have a leader to come back to, even if he doesn't need kun's guidance like the other members will. he wouldn't be able to do all his independent promotions if he had to take care of the group.

in terms of what kun sees in ten, i think kun…appreciates all of ten? he sees ten not just as the great performer that is but also that gremlin man and he appreciates that that is ten as he is, even if he's just going to give kun shit all day.

i feel like ten is destined for great things and kun is the one who stays home (though realistically speaking, kun is also pursuing his own dreams, just that he'll continue to be wayv's leader as long as they need him). ten is the cool hip exciting one and kun is the boring reliable one, but maybe sometimes ten needs the boring reliable guy to ground him sometimes when things get tiring, and maybe kun is happy being that person for someone who seems so independent.

sorry this was a bit all over the place lol. but let me know your thoughts too! how does my interpretation compare to yours?

[factual-fantasy]

Man, these past few weeks have been veeeery hard on me.. I haven't posted a whole lot, haven't really drawn much, haven't really moved much.. I didn't expect much interaction or growth to come from my my blog for a while..

So Imagine my surprise when I woke up to 23k followers?? :000 Ya'll never fail to surprise me and make me smile!! :}}💖💖💖

Now unfortunately I have added a cold(??) to all my other ✨issues✨ that I'm currently battling. Sooo this celebration post isn't super polished <XD I mostly just wanted to draw it real quick and then go lay back down💀-- but I think its more than good enough!

So thank ya'll so much for 23,000 followers! :DD I hope to finally get though this trail and get back to posting regularly soon! :}} 💖💖

[nyoomerr]

Any advice for writing fic? I used to do it but it's been a few years so I feel so rusty

i drafted a response to this a few times and deleted it each time because i felt like it was really cheesy. i still want to say it, because i really believe it, but i'll start with a revelation from my dark past to contextualize why i believe it:

svsss isn't the first fandom i've written for - it's the second. the first fandom i wrote for was years ago now, and back then, my writing was drastically different. i'm talking way different; think writing everything in the first person and describing characters as "green-orbed brunettes."

those things aren't inherently bad, of course! at the time, i was really proud of my writing, and i still am to some degree - but my tastes have changed since then by quite a bit, mostly informed by stories (fic and original) that i've read since then.

and because of that natural change in my own preferences for what i liked to read, the way that i wrote naturally changed too.

it had been about... 6? years since i had stopped writing fic when i suddenly decided i wanted to write fic for svsss. and even though i hadn't been writing all that time, the first fic i wrote for svsss was - in my eyes - a dramatic personal improvement from the last fic i wrote for my old fandom.

basically, what i want to say is this: how can you be rusty, when you've been reading things this whole time? how can you be rusty, when you've been slowly absorbing things you both liked and disliked, subconsciously noting what you think makes for a good story?

i 100% understand that it can be a bit nerve-wracking to restart a hobby you've let gather dust, but it's a hobby for a reason - you do it because you enjoy it! and so long as you're focusing on making something that you personally like, i full-heartedly believe that the fic you make today will be better than the fic you made years ago, even though you haven't practiced writing fic in all this time.

...ah, it still turned out really cheesy 🙈 well, anyway, have confidence and have fun! and if you wanted Real™ advice instead of this wishy washy stuff, i have another post where i give some more actionable writing tips. good luck!!

[beevean]

2, hector/isaac i beg - innocent devil

…goodnight.

Another long, grueling day of work had come to an end. Dusting off the gem powder from their uniforms, Hector and Isaac returned to the safety of their bedrooms.

"Wait, it's too cold outside," piped Isaac with a smile. "How about we sleep together? Unless you're tired of me..."

Isaac's excuses were more and more thinly-veiled. It was all part of their little game they had going on: Hector pretended to think about it, only because he didn't want to spoil Isaac too much.

"I don't know, you are quite a handful..." Before Isaac's smile could vanish, he outstretched his hand, which was promptly grabbed. "But it is cold outside, so I'll have to make do."

Sometimes, Hector wondered why they couldn't be plain with each other, like the adults they'd soon become. The right words were stuck in his throat, ready to come out, but he had grown too used to speaking Isaac's warped language.

After many years, he could understand him, and everything he said without his forked tongue.

There was no better lullaby than the roaring of the wind rattling the glasses of the window, when Hector was protected under the covers of his bed and had Isaac lying close to him, warmer than a purring cat. The nights spent hiding in the forest, because the frigid cold and the damp soil were still better than his parents, were a distant memory that no longer touched him.

"Hectorrrrr," Isaac crooned, passing a finger up and down Hector's arm - despite the heat, his skin prickled into goosebumps at the touch. "Are you still thinking? Don't you ever get tired of working that smart brain of yours?"

Hector could have retorted with a joke. Asked him if he felt so lonely he had to beg for attention. Deny and simply say he was attempting to fall asleep. But something in Isaac's eyes, large and crystalline, that reflected his thoughts more than perhaps the other boy would have liked, made his stomach flip, and unledge his throat.

"I'm just happy to have found this place."

Isaac cocked his head in curiosity.

"It's... I never thought I'd be here. That I'd sleep peacefully in my own bed, with no one to wake me up. That I'd be doing something to be appreciated for. That I could be free to be myself without fear. That..." Hector smiled. "I'd have a real friend."

"Well," Isaac attempted to smirk, and he would almost look like his sky self, were it not for the blush creeping on his freckled cheeks, "aren't you in a swooning mood today."

"Yeah." And no longer caring about any silly game, Hector leaned closer, and kissed Isaac on his smart mouth, and he was so still that Hector nearly feared to have misjudged everything and maybe ruined what they had, but then Isaac cupped the back of his head and the world melted away.

When they separated, Isaac was all wide eyes and cheeks as red as his hair. For once, he was almost cute.

"Goodnight, Isaac. Thanks for... for... everything, I suppose."

"Uhm... yeah. Goodnight, Hector."

Isaac had no sarcastic answer, this time. He did, however, embrace Hector more tightly, as they drifted off to sleep.

[davecumstaine]

Hi! What are your Flake's top 5 hottest looks? ;)

Sorry it took forever to answer this, but picking only 5 was honestly so hard (and because I was also looking for very specific gifs) 😅 So many iconic looks to choose from! I finally settled on these 5 ✨

Silver Goblin & Leather Goblin

Gimp Goblin

Baby Goblin & Lederhosen Goblin

That's the end of the post I swear. Absolutely nothing else to see here. The post is over now. Source(s): dude trust me.

🛑 🚫Do NOT go beyond this point! You have been warned!🚫🛑

Super secret Ren Faire Goblin (shh don't tell nobody) 🤫🤫🤫

[hadesknockedupintheunderworld]

I just can't get over how Tails spied on Sonic in the bath via satellite in the movies (and enjoyed the view. He knew what he was doing). They (probably unintentionally) giving us shippers fuel ❤️👀

Listen listen, anon

Anon

I think about some of those tidbits from Sonic Movie 2 all the time

I mean it's not as if this is out of character for Tails (given that he more explicitly just kind of straight up stalked Sonic in the backstory in Japan's version of the Sonic 2 manual) but man

This really is not to mention the way Sonic feigns uncomfortability/disgust when he's like "You even watch me in the shower??", and then when Tails doesn't even skip a beat explaining that he knows Sonic takes bubble baths Sonic full 180s into "Wow!😊". Just full on impressed with how extensively Tails has been watching him

Like they just dropped on us "Tails watches Sonic constantly like it's the Sonic show, no matter how private or intimate the moment" and "by all rights Sonic is perfectly okay with the knowledge of this behavior" and expected us to be normal about it?😂

I could probably make an entire post logging Sonic movie 2's sontails shipping fuel honestly

Honarable mention of a scene is when Maddie starts looking through Tails' backpack of inventions and comments "This fox is into some freaky stuff!"

Interesting connotations there

Anyways😂

[plulp]

I NEED A DOCTOR!!!

[compacflt]

I wonder why Maverick never joined the astronaut program? Space Shuttle too boring? Not wanting to be called an ASCAN (astronaut candidate)?

I think Mav and Ice would be pro-SpaceX. possibly even pro Elon pre-twitter meltdown.

as someone who likes space as much as the next queer ND girl (love space sooo much)… planes are way cooler ngl. yes. space is a bit boring. slow & quiet. no one to hear you scream and no one watching you be cool. space suits are clunky and awkward. no fast piloting maneuvers (mav’s specialty). no room for horseplay. “someone’s already beat me to the moon what’s the point😞.” NASA gets mad at you if you say anything rude over their public radio waves. and, this is a headcanon that has no evidence in canon? But i feel like mav is one of those pilots who takes a LOT of his confidence from the assumption that, whenever he chooses, he CAN bring his plane back down to the surface and come home. And has never really considered space as Somewhere You Can Go, and once he’s presented with that opportunity it…kinda scares him a little. space is just so big. and empty. and far from home. i know the requirement for astronauts is 50km off the ground… whatever the darkstars max altitude is (110k ft AGL?) he’s probably like, yeah, that’s good . That’s as far from the earths surface i ever need to be. That’s good enough.

oh yea Ice and mav were DEFINITELY pro-elon pre Twitter meltdown. they live in a wealthy part of California. every other car on the street in Cali is a tesla i s2g. coming from someone who’s spent most of their life in the SF Bay Area—most Cali liberals were pro-elon until extremely recently. now every third tesla i see has a “i bought this before I knew elon was insane” bumper sticker

[sainz100]

Fernando Alonso arriving on Media Day ahead of the 2024 Singapore GP | 📸 by Denzyl KY

[frecklystars]

I might actually open my inbox for the first time in [undetermined specific amount of months] there’s over 500 unread asks in there ;-; I’m rly touched so many people have been reaching out to me even when I haven’t been here

[zerothisnero]

What do you think Jean looks like realistically? Like face shape, nose shape or eye shape etc ALSO I LOVE YOUR POSTS 🥰

Realisticly I think she'd look like this:

She'd definitely would have Round facial features and brod shoulders (Both being traits she got from her father Abel)

[authenticaussie]

May I request Sad Dad Times for WIP Weekend please? That sounds fun (for me, if not for anyone actually in the fic) 💚

Sad dad time is a two for one special!!!!!!!

"You ruined it!" Damian shouts, and then hates the drop of guilt that forces his blood from his face. It's true, and it's real, and it's Tim's fault that his Father returned, but it's not fair to say it was ruined, how could he have ruined something Damian had waited his whole life for-

But his father had been overbearing. Had been stern, quiet, and demanding, with no clear goals for Damian to exceed. But his father had been disappointed in him, had pulled away during the first few awkward attempts Damian had made to find common ground, and it - this - felt like a fracture in a wound he had never noticed.

But Damian had waited his whole life for his father's love, and his father had not been the one to give it to him.

Timothy stares at him with confusion and frustration warring in his gaze, an exasperated edge to his tone when he says, “Look, baby brat, I'm allowed to join you and B for dinner.”

----

It was with baited breath that the people of Gotham waited for Bruce's curse; with parents such as his, with a silver spoon and want for nothing, it would be strong but lovely. What price would stand in the way of another Wayne patriarch improving the city, and how often could Bruce pay it?

There was no question of if he would; you always had to, no matter what, and what Wayne would hold back from serving Gotham?

And then there was the murder.

The lovely string of fake pearls scattered along the streets of Park Row, and Bruce Wayne, too young, huddled insensate over his parents' bodies. By the time the police arrived, they were long dead, and the blood had soaked into Bruce's pants.

It was a spectacle when Gordon and Pennyworth helped him to his feet, for that was when they thought that the last Wayne had been injured too, blood blooming over his chest and dripping down his arms, and the pictures of Bruce's curse and Alfred Pennyworth were front news for the next week.

What an irony, they whispered, when the news came out, that she would have served him better alive then dead.

What an irony, that Thomas' curse had been twisted so much, in the tragedy, that Bruce's bleeding heart became reality.

It had been hard to get news of the Wayne heir after that; the pictures of him could be constituted as gore, sometimes, with the way blood would seep through any fabric he wore, and no-one in Gotham was truly comfortable with the fact that their city's most prominent figure was now the child that had seen his parents die. They were just curses - but this one felt pointed, felt sad, and while it was never easy to live with a Gotham curse, at least the fridge having teeth was a silly story to share with friends, in comparison to the constant tragedy Bruce Wayne wore.

It was almost a relief when he vanished. Even more so when, upon his return, the bleeding had eased - and Bruce had taken to wearing red undershirts under his suits, well-disguising his bleeding heart.

Alfred Pennyworth never told anyone about the blood trails through Wayne Manor, which had not abated in the intervening years, nor did he talk about what did eventually ease Bruce Wayne's curse.

After all - everyone knew you had to pay the price of your curse, and no Wayne would hold back from serving Gotham.