#would slay in stem

[phoenixlionme]

[melon-moth]

long rick and morty rambling post bc it’s midnight and I’m thinking about this. I’m kind of surprised not many more people like beth. I know she’s not perfect and one of the versions of Morty’s mom (either the original cronenberg version or the new one) evidently loves summer more and I have thoughts and opinions on that but for as much as Rick fucks up & proves he’s not a great person, I feel like beth is much more aware of her actions than rick (and is certainly in no way as awful or cruel as he can be) but from what I’ve seen, the fandom still views beth as this unforgivable sociopathic menace & then they turn around and praise Rick for being 10x worse. beth and rick are bad in different ways but it’s. odd to both romanticize rick and claim that beth is a terrible person if you’re not also agreeing that Rick is a terrible person. maybe I’m biased because I love beth and relate to her a LOT but I guess I’m just surprised that very few ppl in the fandom seem to obsess over beth the way they do with Jerry or even summer. idk beth is so pretty and cool and I think the fandom forgets how sick and awesome she is and I wish there was more content of her. mmkay done rambling now gn

[that-was-anticlimactic]

if class 1a performed "nerdy prudes must die", this would be the cast list (explanations under the cut):

momo: pete spankoffski

jirou: steph lauter

aoyama: grace chasity

denki: richie lipschitz, jon's bbq guy

mina: ruth fleming

midoryia: max jägerman

ojirou: detective shaprio

bakugou: officer bailey, miss mulberry

iida: mayor lauter, ensemble

sero: kyle, dan reynolds, ensemble

kirishima: jason, ensemble

tsu: bryce's nerd, bryce's reporter, ensemble

tokoyami: wiggly, mariah's bbq guy, ensemble

uraraka: stacy, reese, miss tessburger, nibbly, ensemble

shinsou: blinky, emma, ensemble

satou: boy jerry, joey's bbq guy, tinky, ensemble

shouji: pokey, corey's cop, ensemble

hagakure: karen chasity, brenda, ensemble

todoroki: mark chasity, angela's bbq guy, paul, ensemble

kouda: donna, ensemble

present mic: announcer

okay. jirou just has steph vibes, okay??? the spotify line... y eah. also, i just think momojirou being steph and pete would be ADORABLE and i want to hear momo sing "cool as i think i am" aND IMAGINE HOW ANGSTY THAT REPRISE WOULD BE???

i think aoyama would have the most fun being grace. they're genderfluid, so she wouldn't mind playing a girl. i also just think they'd KILL "dirty dudes must die" and "dirty girl". i just think he'd have the most fun with it

look at denki and tell me that he Wouldn't wear what richie is wesring??? i can literally see it. i just can also see him saying like all of richie's lines. same with mina as ruth... okay well not exactly the same, but i honestly think that mina is the Only person in 1a who could pull off the role of ruth. aND IMAGINE HER SINGING "just for once" LIKE GOD. the "the other day the johnson's borrowed my tap shoes... their eldest daughter is beginning tap. it was no bother, i never ever used them... i used to dance... i used to dance..." LOSING MY MIND PICTURING MINA SING THAT

i know bakugou is like... who we would all assume would be max. but look at officer bailey. watch him kick a chair when he remembered clivesdale beat them. is that not bakugou??? i just also feel like bakugou would be funny as mulberry lol. he also NEEDS to be in "go, go nighthawks". bc of the clivesdale part lol

anyways i think midoriya just needs a chance to go a bit wild, you know? like let him be feral. i think playing max would be kinda therapeutic for him. also i can see him just KILLING "literal monster" and "nerdy prudes must die". i think he and denki would act off each other really well, and sam with midoriya and aoyama!!!

ojirou and shaprio just have similar vibes you know? like the only human in a muppet movie. anyways i just think ojirou would do well :) and iida as mayor lauter... do i need to explain??? i just think he would both be SO GOOD and also SO FUNNY!!! like... the phone and hammer scene?? he and jirou would KILL it!!!

kirishima and sero as jason and kyle was one of the first things i thought of. they are perfect for those roles. i mean... can't you just Hear kirishima going: "we're all giving the butt slaps / with consent of course cause we care"??? and sero as dan reynolds is just funny to me. "i am dan reynolds... with action news, week days at 10pm" - they would KILL it!!!

tsu has the vibes of someone who doesn't really want a big role, so i think bryce's nerd and bryce's reporter would be great roles for her! she gets her moment, but also she isn't like always in it, you know?

tokoyami as wiggly... i mean,,, come on,,, also he's a theatre kid, so he had to get one of the bbq monologue guys. he got mariah by default lol

forgive me for giving uraraka like... all of kim's roles lol i just think she'd be great! i think she would absolutely slay the: "he roars and we cry / he's the reason with no why"!!! and i think she and iida would work well together as tessburger and lauter!!! also... yes, nibbly bc pink but also bc she will kill it okay

i don't think shinsou, kouda, shouji, and todoroki would want big roles. i think shinsou as blinky bc purple but also he'd be amazing, and i feel like he could really pull off emma tbh. donna doesn't really speak much, so i think kouda would like that. i think they'd just rather be in ensemble/working backstage most of the time. shouji would be a fun pokey, i think, and would look DOPE in the makeup and costume!!! i also think him saying that the bbq monologues was "f-ing transcendent" would be fantastic. todoroki as paul is a given, i mean... come on. i think he'd be really funny as mark, especially with the whole "you don't say... you don't say... etc..." iuyftrdtgyuio also. "family". iugytfrdftgyhuijo

then hagakure would KILL brenda and i think she would be the BEST kaen chasity. i genuinely believe that with my entire heart. i think she would LOVE accusing sero of "selling drugs to our children / we know they loves killing!"

i think satou as joey's bbq guy is pretty self-explanatory, but like. he would KILL IT OMG!!! and then okay yes he as tinky bc yellow but also bc he would slay. i also think he'd be a funny boy jerry oigfdghijk

and ofc most everyone who isn't a lead is ensemble. since npmd has a smaller cast, most of 1a would be in ensemble and would be in songs like "high school is killing me" and "literal monster", etc...

[lale-txt]

♡ Imagine you and your f/o on a cooking show. Is it a competition or are you just cooking a nice recipe together in a cozy kitchen setting? What are you cooking? If it’s a competition, who is on the rivalry team? What’s your team name? Who is following the instructions and who is setting the kitchen on fire? Are you playing fair? Who is taking the lead and who crumbles under the pressure, needing a minute off camera only to come back stronger than ever? Who mumbles “Cooking Mama would be so fucking proud” under their breath?

[mainfaggot]

Literally me in my room when They make me do lab reports and organic chemistry homework

[piierrote]

I need to make a cowboy werewolf character

[sol-flo]

playing 4th dimensional gender chess trying to come up with an outfit for a party that's almost three weeks from now. it has to be androgynous has to be a little slutty has to be practical but i don't wanna wear a fanny pack or a bag and most importantly it has to be over the top goth

[thiccsys]

can u dump random error facts.. maybe..

FACTS?? cracks my little knuckles

TW FOR SUICIDE MENTION!

okay. im gonna go off memory. so if i get anything wrong someone correct me.

- Error’s glasses have been around since Aftertale! Geno got them from Alphys with the wrong prescription. Because Geno is.. well, himself, he decided that the shitty prescription was “good enough” and rolled with it.

- Error is nearsighted. In the askerror comic Swap paps is seen standing far away. He is blurry. The closer he got to Error, the clearer his image became

- Error’s REAL name is Gaylord Scooter Brighton (im not making this up)

- Contrary to popular belief, Error can feel guilt. Guilt is hinted at in CQ’s summary of what could’ve been (a completed Error comic much like Aftertale).

- Error Papyrus and Error Undyne are canonical characters within his story. I, however, don’t enjoy them as much as I enjoy Error himself, so they’re irrelevant to me

- Errors are literally some sort of species. Error isn’t the only one (Circuit, Proferror, the ones mentioned above, Blueberror). My memory might be failing me but I remember hearing that an Error’s “last thought” before becoming corrupted is very important. Why? I forgot. Is this actually true? I forgot, but i cant be bothered to check

- Error IS suicidal. After destroying all fhe AUs, he will kill himself. In addition, Error would kill himself if he ever became mentally sane enough to understand how hypocritical he is.

- Error has a sensitivity to Papyrus. He doesn’t like being asked about him, or “his brother.” In addition, he struggles to kill them, shown in the AskError comic as well. Geno’s still in there and it’s sooo so amazing to think about

- Error’s very insecure. Although the idea of him being this slay girlypop feather boa wearing king is amazing, he could never. I remember seeing a comic where he indirectly says he dislikes himself. Which makes sense— his narcissistic characteristics definitely stem from insecurity. “i feel like i’m the worst so i’ll act like im the best” mentality (we genuinely relate too much to this).

- Error canonically has five blue tongues

- Error’s glitches temporarily blind him at random. Yes, it happens when he is agitated or upset, but it also comes and goes as it pleases.

- Error’s glitches are painful. Crashes are painful. The scene of him first pulling strings from his sockets was likely EXTREMELY agonizing (i’m pretty sure he said it hurt himself while showing it all to blue).

- Error’s portals do seem to have some sort of replay ability. After all, how else could he have shown Blue what happened to himself?

- He’s very lonely. He wants friends. Living friends.

- CQ stated that Error is INTENTIONALLY made to make no sense. His character doesn’t make sense to you? Good! That’s the point! He’s an enigma that doesn’t even understand himself.

- Error can see and read code as if he were looking at a computer screen. He likes picking through the code of an AU before he destroys it

- Error loves Outertale and Undernovela. He will never finish his little job.

okay thats all i remember ty for asking :3

[bubblybloob]

Whoop I finished my reverse Damsel idea. I briefly discussed her in two other posts but I’m going to go further into her here with a better grasp on what she’s about

Pretty long ramble below, so watch out.

Basically, instead of warning her/resisting the Narrator in chapter 1, you, thinking you can’t overpower him, attempt to slay yourself. The Princesses stares at you in horror as you cut into your own neck (this is the route where you don’t initially bring the knife so she’s the more sympathetic version).

She attempts to wrench the blade from you because she has no idea why you’re doing this and doesn’t want you to die. Whether or not she gets the knife though doesn’t matter, because it’s too late and you die.

(Still am stuck on what sort of voice I want. Had a lot of suggestions on stuff like a Martyr sort of voice or one similar to the old Meek voice but the problem mostly stems from characterizing them in a different way to the other voices, which is something I can’t figure out given the situation).

Chapter 2 is titled “The Fae”.

The main room is primarily made of stone, with many unidentifiable chiseled metals and rock, but you don’t stay here for long, nor get given the option of taking the blade, as choosing to approach the blade or the basement will activate a trapdoor that will send you falling to your death. Just as you’re about to meet your demise, something grabs your palm. Looking up, you see the princess, swinging from the ceiling with you in hand.

The Fae is strange, originally she was going to be similarly shallow in nature like the Damsel, but I would compare her uncanniness more to the Razor, with a constant smile, eerie stare, and maybe an off putting voice.

She’s pretty blunt on what she wants, the satisfaction of saving you from this awful cabin and leaving together! Despite her more than ginger attitude towards you (she acts like you are made of glass), she’s actually quite egotistical, with her occasionally praising herself and puffing up whenever she receives applause from you.

She makes unintentional jabs at your incompetency and reminds you “it’s not your fault you’re not cut out for this, really! I’ll get us out of here my handsome corvid!” and sort of talks down to you and always acts like she’s the smartest in the room (and she probably is depending on what voice I make up for the route). She’s also weirdly fixated on your safety and goes above and beyond to protect you from even the smallest splinter, she’d act like you were dying if you got so much as a scratch.

(All of her traits are exacerbated to a worse degree in chapter 3).

Edit: I forgot to mention all of her behavior is inspired by the fae. I forgot that some people aren’t as well versed in fae lore. Fae are, from what I have heard, pretty selfish, manipulative, and possessive all while being downright ethereal, so I gave her a dose of all of those traits and toned it down a smidge.

Her appearance is also meant to be slightly unnerving. She has long elf like ears and eyes that are surrounded by shadow, with large black pits in the center of her eye that are impossible to tell if they are part of her pupil or not. She also gives off a very faint, white light, it’s almost imperceptible but it’s there.

Her dress is more of a skirt than anything with a sash that has long ribbon like ends that are every length all at once at any given time. They easily wrap themselves around objects even if it shouldn’t be physically possible, and she uses them to swing from the ceiling (spider princesses). Her “crown” is made up of a few translucent butterflies that seem attracted to her like magnets, occasionally they flutter about but usually they sit on her head.

I like to think that there are hints to the fact her butterflies aren’t real, just extensions of herself. They might flicker in and out of existence if she’s upset with you or stressed about something.

Another thing of note, like with some other princesses like Nightmare or Thorn or something, she has no chain. (Maybe there’s some creepy dialogue option where she reveals she broke it with her teeth or something more crazy).

Anyway, the princesses states that everything is fine and that this time around she’s going to be the one to rescue you. She fully intends for both of you to escape, and for you to just follow her lead, because she’s going to make sure you’re alright and that nothing will hurt you.

If you follow along she will save you from the dangers ahead, the basement of the cabin has been increased in size and there are rooms with rolling boulders, pits of spikes, etc. These sections aren’t too long, there’s probably like five explore options along with two or three choices you can make per room and there’s only like three of said rooms.

At the end she literally carries you out of the cabin and swings you around all like “We did it! I’m out and you’re safe! Not even a scratch on you, didn’t I do a good job?” Before mentioning how cold it is and getting taken to Ohio by the Shifting Mound.

There is another way this can end however. There are two potential ways to get to this I think.

If you keep questioning her when shes says something’s wrong at some point you get killed by some random trap while you’re distracted. You get killed and probably end up with the Skeptic.

If you don’t let her do the work and instead try to do too many things yourself you also eventually get killed by a trap and probably end up with Stubborn or Contrarian depending on your actions.

There might be a different third chapter that you can get to from another princess but idk what it would be so I’m sticking with the more direct continuation chapter.

You still don’t get the knife here and fall through another trapdoor. This time she doesn’t catch you and instead has already prepared something beneath where you fall to catch you. It’s probably just a plush room, somewhat reminiscent of the Stranger route’s soft stairs, but less existentially horrifying.

Here the princess thinks that maybe leaving the cabin with her is why you keep dying and so tries to convince you staying is the only option and that something bigger is trying to kill you off when you try to leave with her (she’s not wrong that there’s something bigger at play but she isn’t exactly right either). She’s too selfish to just let you leave without her even if her weird logic states that you’d be fine as long as she doesn’t leave with you, so all protests are shut down and she tries to force you if you complain.

If you got Skeptic there is the option of actually convincing her and that no matter what you’ll listen to her every word and you’ll escape together. She’ll listen and similar events to last time will play out, only this time the traps are deadlier but are made much more traversable due to the fact that she gives no fucks and will destroy every obstacle with ease. This time you actually leave and once again Ohio comes and gets her (I like to imagine The Narrator pulls the locked basement door trick and here she just punches through it and stares expectantly at you to turn handle from the other side with the newly created hole).

If you have Stubborn you can attempt to fight her. It probably won’t work at first because she’s the literal fae. But the Narrator, knowing you’re trying to fight now, will make the blade magically fall from the same trapdoor you fell from. And its iron touch can sizzle faerie skin. She doesn’t necessarily want to fight you, but if she has to rough you up some to get you to see things her way, she’ll do it. If you fuck up you’ll probably break something that you need to move or attack with and lose the fight, and she gets taken. If you don’t fuck up and win, same result except she’s got a knife in her chest when the mound comes and nabs her.

With Contrarian you choose to stay with her because funny boy wants to mess with the Narrator. I think maybe one of the traps somehow ends up infiltrating whatever “safe room” you’re in (probably because you’re thoughts spiraling on the thought of not actually being safe and dying again because that’s all you’ve done so far, so your perception kills you. Not sure what trap would kill you, maybe the rolling boulder crashes through the roof or something idk) and ends up fatally wounding you, making it the third time she couldn’t protect you, she stands over your body because “I had this planned, you should’ve been safe, how could this happen???” Before Ohio comes.

Whatever ending you get, she will make for a courageous heart.

I like to think you can kill her with Contrarian and get stuck with her with Stubborn, it’s just that they’d prefer and encourage you to do the opposite. The Skeptic is the only one where you can actually try to leave with her, again you can do the other options but having him is the only path where you can try to escape in the 3rd chapter.

I do have a 3rd chapter design in mind, but I’ll probably need to work on it some.

[phoenixlionme]

Who Would Win? Battle 75

Meilin “Mei” Lee

vs

Ruby Gillman

[alatushours]

☆ HOME IS WHERE THE HEART IS, featuring xiao — he knew he would always have a home to come back to, as long as he was with you.

contents. fem reader, you and xiao are married <3 written from xiao’s pov, fluff + teensy bit angst tw. mentions of war, implied reincarnation of the reader, xiao having self deprecating thoughts but it's a happy ending ! ! ♡ word count. 1.2k.

notes. merry christmas, guys! here’s a little special something i wrote up for the occasion! i hope it reminds you all that it doesn’t matter where you spend your holidays, but rather who you spend it with is much more special <3

i miss you. 

the words play over and over in xiao’s mind as he successfully defeated another monster, planting his spear into the snow-frosted ground with a sigh. 

he hadn’t seen you in months. he had read the letters that you sent him every week; your rambles about your day and the hearts you drew all over the paper always brought a smile to his face, but it was never the same as being with you. 

now xiao could finally go back to you, but he didn't quite feel relieved. perhaps it was his karmic debt weighing down on him, but his mind was clouded with worry. 

if only the war had ended sooner, then he would’ve been able to go back and spend your birthday with you. he had mailed a card with a preserved qingxin flower crown as a gift, but he knew it wasn't enough.  

after all, he had spent every other one of your birthdays with you. through all the lives that you’ve spent together, he had never, ever missed your birthday. 

until this one. 

it had hurt xiao so much not be able to be there on your special day, and for a while he had doubted in his ability as your lover. how could he ever make you happy, if he wasn't even home to celebrate your birthday with you? 

xiao shook his head, trying to shake the thoughts from his mind. no, that’s not true. it’s my duty to protect liyue when it’s in danger. she knows that. 

still, he wanted to make up for not being there with you. 

you had told him once about a mortal holiday that was celebrated not just in liyue, but in the entirety of teyvat. christmas, he believed it was called. it was a celebration about giving gifts and spending time with family; something that he had not done in a long while, but hoped to do with you this time. 

he didn’t know exactly when this christmas was celebrated, he knew that it was during winter; and the snow currently falling upon the liyue plains certainly meant that winter was here. perhaps… i hope it’s not too late.

xiao looked around, spotting the crystalflies that inhabited the area. an idea popped into his head. it might not be enough, but it’s something. 

he got to work, collecting the crystals as well as some flowers and violetgrass stems that he’d found on the riverbank, blooming despite the cold.

he thought back to a more peaceful time, when you had taught him how to make flower crowns. you had laughed when he’d somehow managed to get a bunch of leaves stuck in his hair, and every time you pulled one out you’d give him a kiss. 

xiao smiled at the memory. being away for so long truly made him miss spending time with you, his beloved. i just hope that she’ll still accept me. 

before long, he had produced a circlet of crystals and flowers. i hope she likes it, he thought, standing up from where he sat in the snow. he looked up at the sky, the sun still high up. i should be able to make it back home before sunset. 

then he looked down at the flower crown in his hands. where do i put this…? 

he didn’t want to hold it, for fear that his blood-stained, war-heavy hands would ruin the precious gift. it wasn’t like he had a bag or any pockets to store it in, either. with a sigh, he had no choice but to place the circlet on his head.

y/n would laugh at me if she saw me wearing this willingly. 

xiao made his way through the liyuan terrain, stopping occasionally to slay some monsters. as he walked, his mind started to go astray again. what if she doesn’t like my gift? what if she’s angry at me for not visiting her? what if… she doesn’t want to put up with me and my struggles anymore? 

the sight of a familiar village up ahead made xiao snap out of his thoughts. don’t think about those things. i’m almost home, and y/n wouldn’t want me to come back full of negativity. 

the sun was slowly starting to dip into the horizon. he swallowed, burying the doubts as deep as he could into the back of his mind. breathe. 

the sound of children’s laughter filled his ears as he climbed the stairs towards the entrance of the village. an elderly woman sat on a bench near the gate, watching two young girls play around in the snow. 

“excuse me, ma’am,” xiao started, lightly tapping the woman on her shoulder. “could you please tell me today’s date?” 

the woman turned around, a warm smile on her face. “hello there, young man. you must be returning from the war, hm? well then, you’re just in time for the holiday celebrations. today is december 25th, christmas day.” 

“i see…” it’s today? am i too late? “ahem. thank you, ma’am. if i may, would you happen to know if y/n l/n is at home today?” 

“why, she is. i saw her leaving the market just a few minutes ago. she told me she was waiting for for her husband to arrive tonight, so she bought some ingredients for a meal.” 

suddenly the woman smiled brighter. “well well, what a pleasant surprise. you must be the one she was waiting for, my dear. i suppose those flowers in your hair are for her?” 

xiao was confused for a moment, then realized that he still had the flower crown atop his head. he removed it quickly, blushing. “i-i… yes, they are. thank you for informing me, ma’am. i’ll be on my way now.” 

the lady patted him on the shoulder. “very well. good night, young man. happy holidays to you and your wife, now!” 

xiao nodded and turned, making his way up the hill towards your house. his calm demeanor was contrary to his racing thoughts. y/n was waiting for me? how is she still so patient with me, even after so long of being away?

the sight of your quaint, peaceful cottage brought him to a stop. it was beautifully decorated, sparkling lights all on the roof and around the bushes. did she do all this by herself? she should have told me, then i could have helped her… 

xiao approached the porch steps slowly, fidgeting with the flower crown in his hands. now that he was actually here, he had no idea what he was going to do. should he ring the doorbell? or should he just open the door? and what should he say when he sees you? 

he stopped at the front door, in which a handmade holiday wreath hung. he took a deep breath. calm down. it’s okay. 

heart racing, he knocked on the door. 

nothing happened. 

xiao’s shoulders slumped. is she not home? or… does she not want to see me anymore? 

he sighed. i knew it… 

but the sudden familiar cry of “welcome home, xiao!” as the door flew open and your arms around his waist was all it took for the doubts in his head to disappear. 

home is where the heart is, he thought. home is where you are.

“yes, my love. i’m home.”

end notes. guys i promise after january 8th i won’t write as many xiao fics LMAO i just wanted to post this because he makes me so happy every day <3 i apologize if this isn’t as christmasy as you thought, but i do hope that you enjoyed! this might be the last writing post before 2024 so happy new year to everyone ! ! :)

© alatushours 2023. please do not copy, modify, or translate my work in any way, nor upload to any other platforms. in the meantime, if you enjoyed, please like, reblog, and comment! it helps a lot ♡

[raven-at-the-writing-desk]

I've been dreaming of the Hunter of Love.

Every decision made or not made branches off and creates new realities. There are a countless number of those realities.

Worlds of infinite choices—he will glimpse them all.

How does a moment last forever? How can a story never die?

Rook dances through the darkness, unburdened and dauntless. Not a single step produces a sound—though if it had, the sound would no doubt be absorbed into the abyss. He glides effortlessly, a swan upon still water.

There is no road for his feet to follow, only a plane of darkness. Heels strike it, eliciting a clear clack-clack-clack, as if the floor is marble.

The walls—if they can be called that; there's nothing solid when he sticks his arms out to test the environment—are laden with full-body mirrors. They're mounted up upon nothing, floating in place, their reflective faces clean, clear, and free of cracks.

He is drawn to them, tugged along as if compelled by the red string of fate.

In each, he is presented with a novelty.

Familiar places and people, refracted and twisted into something new. Something beautiful.

An ethereal art gallery for his own amusement.

He turns his head, taps fingers along the frames of each realm in turn.

A Night Raven College with as many as fourteen dorms. A Night Raven College set upon a stage, scripts in the hands of every student. A Night Raven College of young women, not young men.

Jade with his hair styled up in a mohawk, a plethora of piercings studding his face. Kalim with a monkey upon his shoulder, sharing a platter of fruit. Young Epel in a pair of glasses, mouthing the lines to a play. Idia, smaller than even his younger brother, in an oversized sweater, playing on a mobile gaming console.

Rook imagines a great tree, its roots ever-growing, expanding deep, deep, deep into the soil and continuing still. Endless choices, endless possibilities.

C'est la vie—such is life.

He stops.

His hand now hovers over the glass casing of a tragedy.

Rook stares at a version of himself, collapsed beside a bottle of apple juice. Its caustic contents ooze out onto the ground, bubbling as it eats away at the floor.

The common man would be repulsed. Chilled to the bone. Frightened.

But Rook Hunt is not the common man.

"Comme c'est magnifique," he marvels. “Willingly consuming poison, wishing so desperately to believe that his queen was free of sin… Here lies a foolish dreamer in the aftermath, still having faith in his dear friend's integrity.”

Rook lingers, drinking in the details of the morbid work of art.

He does not move, does not breathe. Ignoring the bottle, it is as though he had been laid into a peaceful sleep. Lips arranged in a soft smile, long lashes cast over his cheeks.

A beautiful queen weeps for him, tears colored black as the night. His clothes are tattered, his crown tarnished. He is a flower of evil, stripped of his petals.

The next mirror, the mirror after—all horrific ends, varying shades of gruesome. Visions twisting, distorting.

A king dressed in roses slaying their victims, peasants who dares to defy their rule. A hyena dissolving into sand. Students trapped in constrictive tentacles, stripped of their talents.

Mindless drones lumbering around a seized castle. A reality dyed in ink, ruled by blue flames and Phantoms. And… a tangle of briar knitting over the world.

To him, they are just as lovely as the rest.

Heartbreaking, but lovely.

As that thought strikes him, the area ahead brightens. He spots color dotting the darkness.

They start as scribbles, clumsy trails of crayon left by a child's hand. Further along, the crayon gains dimension, turning into yarn threads. Eventually, they weave together to form a coherent path marked by cobblestones made of newspaper clippings.

It leads to a thicket unlike any he has ever seen.

Every glade of grass, every leaf and stem, is painted in a glistening coat of silver. The flowers are crystal, the fruit, plump jewels. The sky, a watercolor masterpiece of brilliant blues, white clouds dabbled on with an artist's sponge.

A tower rises in the distance, fine and thin like a needle. Its pointed roof pierces the heavens, and there is but one solitary window embedded in the structure.

Rook gasps, and a thousand or more reflected Rooks gasp too.

The leaves tinkle, a melody of wind chimes and bells. He feels as though they are beckoning to him, drawing him deeper and deeper into the forest.

His feet have a mind of their own; they start moving, as if bewitched by the majesty of the enchanted wood, by the mystery of the tower. Beads of dew upon the grass are left untouched as he swiftly passes.

A call reaches out from a place far, far away. It's not quite speech, but vocalizations resembling speech--someone grasping for the right words, the right feeling.

There is a haunting hollowness to the siren song. A longing so immense it makes tears spring to his eyes.

It must be seeking its other half, Rook realizes. A harmony for its melody, to form a duet.

But the longer he tries to focus on the sound, the more he tries to parse out its parts, the more confused he becomes. The voice is contradictory: familiar and yet unfamiliar, happy and yet sad.

His pace quickens, as does his heartbeat. It's an anomaly for him, for whom calmness comes easily.

I must go to them, he thinks, unsure of why. I must.

Is there a yet-to-be-discovered wonder on the other side? His queen, whom he has sworn his undying loyalty to, in danger? Is it from the strange tower? A stranger requesting his aid?

Curiosity thrums through him.

Hurry.

The tower seems to drift farther and farther away with each step. The voice, fainter.

Hurry...!!

Rook runs.

The building accelerates. The trees expand as if to fill in the space where the tower had fled.

Wildlife carved of glass watch, some racing with him. A deerling on limber, elegant legs, a rabbit bouncing as high as it can. Even the fish skip atop the river that runs concurrent with the forest trail, and a flock of birds soar upon their crystalline wings.

They trill, they coo, they sing.

His run becomes a sprint, and the sprint becomes a gallop. The call to adventure, loud and clear in his ears.

He is one with nature, and nature is one with him.

I must see for myself what lies at the ends of this world--and beyond it.

His spirit brims, burning with determination.

Chasing something he doesn’t know the true nature, the true face, of. For that... is the thrill of the hunt.

[daydream-cement]

teacher!reader touching herself thinking about larissa, accidentally calls out her name, and at the same time larissa walks past her quarters overhearing her.

intrigued about what caused r to call out her name she slowly opens the door and peeks in and sees r touching herself not yet noticing larissa has entered the room, eyes closed, mouth agape.

larissa watches her for a while and then startles r by asking, “would you want some help? i would gladly give you what you’re obviously thinking about and wishing for, my fingers.”

whore activities. slay.

Caught In The Act (NSFW)

Larissa Weems x F!Reader

Authors Note: HAPPY 100th ONESHOT MY BABIES!! OF COURSE IM WRITING SMUT FOR THE 100th!!!

God, she was sublime.

The whole time you had been working at Nevermore, you found it impossible to not admire Larissa Weems when she entered a room. While professionally and personally, you knew her to be a wonderful person, you couldn’t deny that much of your thoughts around her were of the carnal nature.

Your mouth watered at the thought of her body.

Stretching out shirtless across your bed, you give yourself some time to consider the curves of Larissa’s hips and legs. You draw your hands up your own body, wishing they were hers instead. Arching your back against the bed, you push your shorts and panties down your legs, knowing exactly what you wanted to do with these thoughts of her.

The thoughts of your most recent staff meeting come to mind. How you loved to watch her hands… Her beautiful, long fingers reminded you of all the wonderfully dirty things to be done with them. You would love to suck on them, tongue swirling around her index and middle finger before she slipped them inside your-

A whimper escapes your lip as you run your fingers over your clit. You suck your bottom lip between your teeth, applying a bit more pressure to the bud. Images of Larissa flash through your mind: her licking her lips before she speaks, the way her hips move as she walks down a flight of stairs, and the flash of thigh as she crosses and uncrosses her legs. Your head rolls against the pillow beneath you and Larissa’s name slips from your lips, “Oh… Larissa…”

Her name rolling off your tongue spurns you onward. You slip your fingers lower, teasing your entrance, just to see how wet you were. You gasp as your fingers slip in so easily, demonstrating how needy you were. Deciding to play into the daydream that it was Larissa’s fingers slipping into your heat, you growl in response, “Oh, fuck… Fuck me, Rissa…”

Profanities accompanied by Larissa’s name began spilling from your mouth. You were becoming louder and more and more uninhibited. You couldn’t hear the door to your rooms slowly opening, nor did you notice a curious Larissa peeking her head in your room. She had heard her name on repeat in your quarters and now her eyes were wide as she watched you pleasuring herself with her name on your tongue.

Larissa couldn’t hide a smile of delight on her lips.

Your hips grind against your palm, trying to provide friction against your clit. A sigh of frustration escapes you as your fingers aren’t enough. They weren’t hers.

“Please, Larissa… More… I need more…” You groan in frustration, bucking your hips against your hand once more. You pull your fingers from your cunt and return to your clit, hoping you could just provide yourself with a release from rubbing the swollen nub. To no avail, it wasn't enough. You considered for a second retrieving the sex toy that sat in your dresser, but a voice spoke up, frightening you.

“Would you want some help? I would gladly give you what you’re obviously thinking about and wishing for…my fingers.” Larissa takes a step towards you, removing a couple of her decorative rings from her fingers as she does. She deposits them into her jacket pocket, but she pauses a couple feet from you, waiting for your consent.

You only pause for a moment, hesitation stemming from the thought that you could hardly believe this was real. Your gaze meets her and you nod frantically, turning your body towards her. Larissa’s smirked, slowly settling to her knees before you. Her hands gently part your legs even further, her voice a gentle purr, “Look at this pretty cunt… Hold those legs wide open for me, darling.”

You do as you're told, grasping at your legs from under your knees and holding yourself wide open for Larissa. You were absolutely speechless at the events unfolding in front of you. Larssa’s touch grazes over the top of your cunt, not giving you exactly what you want, but her words make you moan anyway, “I could hear how wet you are, honey… Your fingers just weren’t enough were they?”

She uses her index and middle finger to trace on either side of your aching pussy, teasing you now, “I can’t deny… You look absolutely delicious…”

“How long have you been thinking about me, hm? Your eyes do tend to wander during meetings.” Larissa’s fingers finally move inward, slowly tracing up your slit and your hips shift against her, practically begging for more. You squeeze your eyes shut as you feel her fingers move upwards, pressing a few gentle circles into your clit before shifting back down again. You couldn’t believe how desperate your whines and moans were beginning to sound, but Larissa loved how pathetic you were, “God, you really are desperate, aren’t you?

With those final words, Larissa pushed her index and middle finger into you causing you to gasp. You rock your body back and forth against her fingers, moaning with each thrust of her fingers.

“Let me hear you moan my name again.” Larissa spoke softly just as she lowered her lips to your inner thigh, pressing one kiss to your left leg, then your right. Finally, she dipped her lips down to your clit, pressing a kiss against it. Your breathing becomes more and more ragged, wishing you could feel her tongue against your clit.

She pursed her lips, gently blowing air on your sensitive clit before finally giving you what you wanted. Her tongue swirls around your clit and you feel her moan against you, loving the way you taste. In return for her finally giving you the cunnilingus you were searching for, you moan her name more and more, “Oh, god, Larissa… Yes.. Larissa… Larissa… Rissa, fuck me…”

Larissa’s tongue moves against your clit in the most expert of ways and her fingers continue pushing in and out, gently curling in you every few thrusts. You were loving the way she was moaning into your cunt. Each time she slid her tongue over your clit, you were being pushed further and further to the edge.

With each thrust of her fingers, you could hear how wet you were now. Her fingers sank so deeply into you, feeling just as you had always dreamed they would. Much to your surprise, she ended up adding a third finger, your only response being a strangled gasp. You felt your body writhing, losing all control under her control.

Your mouth as agape as you cried out to her, begging her, “Fuck me, please… Make me cum, please… I want to cum…”

Larissa hummed against you, moving her tongue against you in the perfect way. Your hips were jerking uncontrollably now and your breath was ragged. Your whines told Larissa how close you really were. You were disappointed when her tongue left your clit, but her thumb replaced it immediately, her voice low, “Cum for me…”

You could never disobey your boss. You came hard against her fingers, screaming her name just as she would like. As you came, your legs tried snapping shut, but Larissa’s strong hand kept your left pinned to the bed.

“Look at me…” Larissa whispered as your eyes were still squeezed shut as you tried to regain control of yourself. You part your lids to see her holding out her fingers to you, wanting you to lick her fingers clean. Hungrily, you take her hand in yours wrapping your lips around each of her digits individually, your tongue swirling around each, just as you had in your daydreams. Larissa had a satisfied smirk gracing her lips, enjoying the sight of you so enthralled by her hands.

When you finished, Larissa retracted her hand and sat up, reaching over to pick up your panties. Your jaw gaped slightly as she wiped her mouth with your panties and tossed them at you. From there she stood, walking towards the door. She glanced over her shoulder as she gripped the door knob, “Maybe you can return the favor sometime.”

With that she left you to clean yourself up. You leaned back against your bedroom wall, soaking wet and still breathing heavily.

[jackoshadows]

Why not? thought Jon. They are all convinced she is a princess. Val looked the part and rode as if she had been born on horseback. A warrior princess, he decided, not some willowy creature who sits up in a tower, brushing her hair and waiting for some knight to rescue her. - Jon, ADwD

What Jon is actually scoffing at here is the naivete and idealism of the songs of Westeros about chivalry and knights - which is pretty standard stuff for a pragmatic character like him. No Florian the fool from the songs is going to come rescue Val. And ADwD ends with the giant actually slaying the knight trying to take the princess from the tower! Talk about subverting tropes!

Jon is not scoffing at the 'princess in the tower ' but the willowy creature brushing her hair and waiting for some knight to come rescue her.

Jon is not mocking his own mother, Lyanna Stark, or her circumstances. From everything we know of Lyanna Stark, she fits the description of the 'warrior princess' that Jon is referring to. From the little bits and pieces we get of Lyanna it's a certainty that if she were imprisoned somewhere, she would be trying her very best to escape instead of believing in some knight from the songs.

Because, you know what? Like her son, Lyanna was brutally pragmatic as well.

The mirth curdled on Robert's face. "The woman tried to forbid me to fight in the melee. She's sulking in the castle now, damn her. Your sister would never have shamed me like that." "You never knew Lyanna as I did, Robert," Ned told him. "You saw her beauty, but not the iron underneath. She would have told you that you have no business in the melee." - Eddard, AGoT

"Robert will never keep to one bed," Lyanna had told him at Winterfell, on the night long ago when their father had promised her hand to the young Lord of Storm's End. "I hear he has gotten a child on some girl in the Vale." Ned had held the babe in his arms; he could scarcely deny her, nor would he lie to his sister, but he had assured her that what Robert did before their betrothal was of no matter, that he was a good man and true who would love her with all his heart. Lyanna had only smiled. "Love is sweet, dearest Ned, but it cannot change a man's nature." - Eddard, AGoT

This idea that Jon's statement is irony considering his own mother at the TOJ also stems from the fanon that Lyanna was imprisoned by Rhaegar and the KG in the Tower of Joy and waiting for Ned to rescue her.

The higher likelihood is that the TOJ was where a pregnant Lyanna took refuge during Robert's Rebellion, safeguarded by the KG.

By the time Ned gets to the TOJ, the rebels had brutally murdered Rhaegar's children and wife and Ned was still Robert Baratheon's right hand man. If the KG fought with Ned and his men, there can be more reasons than just that they were holding Lyanna prisoner. We don't know the circumstances of what actually went down at the TOJ, why Lyanna was there and what happened when Ned got there.

So, no. Jon Snow is not scoffing at his mother Lyanna who, from everything we know of her, was not someone waiting for a knight to come rescue her.

At no point does cynical Jon Snow expect Val to save herself or be in charge of her own escape. After all, she is still a prisoner of sorts and later, a refugee at the Wall. What he is appreciating is the attempt. That Val is not sitting around trusting that someone is going to get her out. There is no one and Jon cannot help her. And yet she tries. That is what he admires.

Just like with Alys Karstark who comes to him for help in escaping the clutches of her uncle. What he admires is her bravery in the actions she takes to gain back power.

Arianne Martell's chapter is literally titled 'Princess in the tower' and no knight comes to save her either while the pragmatic and cunning Arianne attempts to use the serving girls to get a message out to her confidantes while agonizing over what is going on. It does not succeed but she still tries.

And like Jon Snow scoffing at the songs of knights rescuing ladies, Arya similarly mocks the songs of ladies throwing themselves off towers because their prince is dead.

He is a man of the Night's Watch, she thought, as he sang about some stupid lady throwing herself off some stupid tower because her stupid prince was dead. The lady should go kill the ones who killed her prince. -AFFC, Cat of the Canals

What's the point in killing oneself rather than seeking justice for the death of a loved one?

Speaking of Arya, nowhere is this more evident than with Jon's attempts at saving Arya Stark. In ADwD 'Arya Stark' is literally a princess in the tower. For the Northern rebels fighting to overthrow the Boltons and consider Robb Stark to be their king, according to GRRM's World of Ice and Fire app (the official app guide to ASOIAF), Bran and Rickon are princes and Arya is a princess.

From Jon Snow's perspective Arya is held prisoner in Winterfell by Ramsay and while he knows Arya fights back, he also knows there's no chance for Arya to win.

He'd had Mikken make a sword for Arya once, a bravo's blade, made small to fit her hand. Needle. He wondered if she still had it. Stick them with the pointy end, he'd told her, but if she tried to stick the Bastard, it could mean her life. - Jon, ADwD

Like Lyanna before her, Arya is a warrior princess and yet Jon Snow also knows that it's going to be hard for Arya to successfully get to him at the Wall. Which is why he attempts twice to help her - once by sending Mance to go get her and the second time when he breaks his sworn oaths and rallies the Freefolk to attack the Warden of the North. Jon is not expecting Arya to successfully execute her own escape from the powerful Boltons. He is not mocking Arya or Lyanna for being princesses in a tower.

And Jon's mockery of the naivete and idealism is not entirely wrong as we see from Sansa's story. Sansa, who naively gets taken in by Dontos and entrusts information to him because she equates him to the Florian of the songs and thinks he is there to save her.

Come to the godswood tonight, if you want to go home. Sansa had prayed so hard. Could this be her answer at last, a true knight sent to save her? "Florian," Sansa whispered. A shiver went through her. "Sweet lady, I would be your Florian," Dontos said humbly, falling to his knees before her. Nodding, Sansa took a step . . . then spun back, nervous, and softly laid a kiss on his cheek, her eyes closed. "My Florian," she whispered. "The gods heard my prayer." She flew along the river walk, past the small kitchen, and through the pig yard, her hurried footsteps lost beneath the squealing of the hogs in their pens. Home, she thought, home, he is going to take me home, he'll keep me safe, my Florian. The songs about Florian and Jonquil were her very favorites. Florian was homely too, though not so old. - Sansa, ACoK

This naivete is exactly what Jon Snow is calling out. He's not mocking the likes of Arya or Lyanna who are pragmatic types and who take action to correct wrongs rather than believing in a sexist code of chivalry. From Lyanna disguised as the knight of the laughing tree (Because Westorosi sexism means she would be mocked, scorned and chided for being a knight - look at the mockery Brienne is exposed to) and helping Howland Reed to Arya stepping in to help Mycah to Brienne stepping in to help at the inn at the crossroads is what is actually true chivalry.

Brienne is no knight and yet it is she who is attempting to rescue Sansa Stark, not some knight from the songs. It's Brienne who exemplifies what being a knight is despite not being a knight from Sansa's songs.

It's fandom that valorizes and equates the 'princess in a tower' to certain female characters and upholding some notion of traditional femininity inspiring chivalry or some such nonsense when the books themselves don't make this distinction and never has.

Like this popular post:

Now, I agree that Sansa, Jeyne and Gilly do push the Hound, Theon and Sam to help them (Though Sam has always been a helpful type of person and Theon's arc is equally about his growth and interaction with the spearwives rather than simply Jeyne inspiring chivarly in him)

However why are Sansa, Jeyne and Gilly labelled 'princess in the tower' characters? Sansa and Jeyne are prisoners certainly. But so are many other characters. Theon is a prisoner. Is he a 'prince in a tower'?

Arianne's chapter is labelled 'The princess in the tower' because she is literally imprisoned in the Spear Tower. Val is first placed in the King's Tower and later Hardin's Tower.

How is Gilly a 'Princess in the tower' type character? Because she needs help? Because she does not fight with a weapon? Gilly and Sansa have nothing at all in common. Her childhood was different, her experiences are different and her journey is different.

"As you command, my lady." A spasm of anger flashed across Gilly's face. "Don't you call me that. I'm a mother, not a lady. I'm Craster's wife and Craster's daughter, and a mother." - Sam, AFfC

ADwD has entire mountain clans and Northern houses marching in the worst winter storms and expecting to die fighting against the Boltons - for princess Arya Stark!! The Lord Commander broke sworn oaths that have held for thousands of years for Arya Stark! What is that if not Arya inspiring hope, heroism, courage and chivalry?

Can we not label Arya Stark a 'princess in the tower' character who inspires the Lord Commander to save her despite heretofore not being willing to break oaths for anyone else, including Ygritte whom he loved?

And yet she is not included with Sansa, Jeyne and Gilly because she does not fit into their idea of 'uwu soft female characters' inspiring chivalry and hope. Daenerys inspires thousands of freed slaves to fight for her. One handed Jaime - one of the most selfish characters in the books - goes back and jumps into a bear pit to save Brienne, risking his life and freedom for her.

At it's core the book is only critiquing sexist and idealistic notions of knightly chivalry with it's 'waiting for some knight to rescue them'. Lyanna, Arya, Sansa, Jeyne, Gilly, Theon, Dany, Tyrion, Jon, Sam all need help to survive, they all struggle, they all have their vulnerabilities and they all inspire others to help them.

[stem-sister-scuffle]

STEM SISTER SCUFFLE: ROUND 1 MASHUP 11

Lotus/Hazuki Kashiwabara (Zero Escape) vs Lup (The Adventure Zone)

Lotus/Hazuki Kashiwabara is a Computer Scientist and Programmer/Hacker!

Lup is an Astrophysicist and Extraplaner Researcher! (she researches inter-dimensional space travel)

Lup fanart made by @herbgerblin

Why you should vote for each contestant:

Lotus/Hazuki Kashiwabara:

"She's practical she's smart she is caring, she will force hack a security system while she is kidnapped and maintaining a deep conversation like is no biggie and will info dump about science and psychology facts in the middle of said kidnapping"

"At first you think she’s just the token sexy lady character but then like 3/4 into the game you find out NO she is PROFICIENT IN EVERY PROGRAMMING LANGUAGE and CAN HACK ANYTHING and IS A PROFESSIONAL SOFTWARE ENGINEER. She does all this dressed as a belly dancer with her whole tiddies out. Her science-ness is a mild spoiler so I’m not sure how you’d handle it?? But tbh I think it’s fine it’s the least spoilery reason I’ve seen any zero escape character submitted to a tumblr poll"

"SHE'S GREAT SHE'S LOVELY SHE IS A GIRLBOSS. She's also a mom and loves her daughters so much 🥺 Lotus is her codename, not her real name. Most people call her by that name though, since her real name is only mentioned a couple times total... I wouldn't technically consider her real name a spoiler since it's not plot relevant, so do with that what you want"

"milf who loves her kids. a very entertaining character but also helps a lot with the game by using her programming skills. look up her coding cg it is Something"

"She's digital security consultant and a talented computer hacker! She helps you out a lot with one of the puzzles ingame, she has 2 daughters, and she likes to bellydance! also she's divorced"

"canon milf single mother slay. she mean and i love her"

Lup:

"badass trans woman who is not only a highly competent astrophysicist who was chosen to be part of the first extra-planar expedition, she is also an incredibly powerful evocation (blowing shit up) wizard and uses her powers to full effect. in addition she has, along with her husband, transformed herself into an incredibly powerful lich, just all around badass and competent woman in stem we love to see it"

"Literally studied space and inter-dimensional travel and magic and necromancy for 100 years. She was part of her home planet’s first inter-dimensional expedition on a crew of 7. She’s got that transfem swag and literally became a lich for love and science and to save the universe"

"She’s incredible. She’s trans, she’s a lich, she and her husband pined for decades before getting together, she’s an elf, she’s a twin, but that’s all just spices in the cake. She’s genuinely a genius and a total badass and is so full of love. She is the first character i thought of for submitting to a women in stem bracket because she’s just so iconic. Lup Adventurezone i would die for you"

[voiddaisy]

Rank the Batfam members based on how well you think you'd get along irl

This is so fun! Okay, so my idea of canon versus fanon is kind of messed up, but I'm going to do my best to go solely off of what I know is canon. I also went a little overboard and did some character study shit because when I tell you I love the bat family, I love the bat family.

(1) Duke Thomas. From what I know about canon, we are really alike. He has a strong moral compass, wants to help people, and can be super goofy and silly. He doesn't really take things super seriously, cares a lot about his family, and is not afraid to lie to Bruce, which I am a supporter of. I think overall we would get along the best just because we are so alike. He also just seems so chill and fun to be around, and I've made a post about this before, but he is so nonjudgmental when it comes to his friends and family, so nonchalant, and literally just the cutie patootie ever, so for sure him.

(2) Stephanie Brown. I love Steph and no one can take that away from me. She reminds me a lot of one of my sisters; She is very witty and humorous, and she is determined, stubborn, and compassionate. She tries to have a positive outlook on everything, despite everything she has been through. I think we would get along well because she is kind of my opposite in a lot of ways. She is outgoing, confrontational, and rebellious, but still vulnerable, caring, and selfless. We would kind of just be a slay duo in my opinion.

(3) Dick Grayson. If I didn't relate so much to Duke, I would definitely say I am the most like Dick. He is a perfectionist, very sarcastic, caring, and literally rocks "eldest daughter syndrome," which... same. He is also such an emotional person, and most of his emotions come out in anger because he doesn't know how to regulate them, which I can relate to. He has that personality that is so easy to banter with but also gets vulnerable, which we see a lot in the comics when it comes to his brothers. I just think our personalities would blend really easily together.

(4) Barbara Gordon. Barbara is literally that bitch. She is super intelligent, determined, hard-working, and responsible while also being empathetic, funny, independent, and wise. She takes so many of the bat kids under her wing as a mentor and tries to build them up to be better people (literally fixing what Bruce messes up). She is super funny and cool, is clearly intelligent without having to flex on it, and cares so deeply for people. If I had an older sister, I'd want her to be just like Babs, because this woman is literally gold. She isn't higher on this list just because I just connect with the other characters more, but she is still just such a good character and I love her so much.

(5) Cassandra Cain. I think I would get along well with Cass because she is a very complex person. She is silent, stoic, determined, responsible, deeply empathetic, and has self-esteem issues. I share a lot of these traits with her, but I'm more... outgoing than she is? So it would be like a bad bitch and her baddie friend situation where I am a yapper and advocate for us both when I normally wouldn't be. She'd encourage my more outgoing side to come out because of how stoic and quiet she can be. She is also like the better version of Bruce Wayne (sorry Bruce), where she still has that intense sense of justice and a strong moral compass, but because she cares so deeply about her friends and family, she puts them first, whereas Bruce kind of... struggles with that lmfao. That is just my interpretation of her, though!

(6) Jason Todd. I actually didn't plan on putting him this high on the list, but after I started typing it out, I was like... oh. I would get along with him better than I thought. Okay, so what annoys me about him is mainly his sense of justice, rebellious nature, complex moral code, and anger. However, these are all issues that stem from his insane trauma and aren't like natural-born traits of his. When he was Robin, he was very playful, witty, kind, and sweet, as a lot of people mention. Despite how he changed after the Lazurus Pit, we still see these personality traits slip through sometimes. He cares a lot about the street kids and does his best to mentor them. In the Gotham Knights cames (which apparently aren't canon but I don't care), he can be very vulnerable and kind to his brothers instead of... beating Tim half to death. Jason is a very emotional character with loyal and protective instincts, and he desires redemption so deeply that he doesn't care how it is acquired. His complexity is what makes me drawn to him, I think. To recognize him as a person who is deeply traumatized and needs positive reinforcement in his life is easy; To give that positive reinforcement is harder. But I think I could offer that to him (and I have the "I can fix him" mentality. Would I be able to fix him? No. Could I be a good friend to him? Maybe). My major qualms with him would be his skewed sense of justice and his moral code; Everything else is like typical emo behavior haha.

(7) Tim Drake. I did not expect Tim to be so low on this list, but I guess it's more of a little brother-type situation. Tim is very intelligent, analytical, determined, empathetic, and compassionate. He shares a lot of traits with Dick, where he is a natural kind of leader and has a deep resourcefulness to him. He can be very self-critical and lacks a need to take care of himself, but he is a team player and can be very responsible. He is also just kind of like... the funniest bat brother to me. It's his sarcasm and the way he picks on people, I think. While he is a good character, I just think I would get frustrated with his stubbornness very quickly. He also just has that little brother attitude that gets on my nerves. But I do think that I would be like a big sister figure to him if that makes sense? Like "you love to hate them" type of shit.

(8) Damian Wayne. Okay, to preface; Damian is just a deeply traumatized kid, so my reservations are literally just about that. I have what you would call a chronic need to fix people, and Damian would just be so easy for me to try to fix, even if I knew I couldn't. He has a skewed sense of justice, like Jason does, but is easier to convince not to kill people. He is stoic, cold, can be emotionless at times, and does not want people to take care of him. I saw some panel yesterday about Dick trying to comfort him after Bruce dies, and Damian is so choked up and doesn't want to speak about it, despite Dick being his older brother. Damian has literally been trained since birth to focus on his mission, his feelings be damned, and I would have such a hard time with that. I would just get so emotional over him and want to take care of him, and he would hate that. I just think that he wouldn't like me very much. I love Damian as a character and I love how complex he is, but he would not love me lmfao.

(9) Bruce Wayne. I knew Bruce was going to be last because there is a special place in my heart reserved for my beef with parents who fuck up their kids. Even though Bruce tries to be a good father to his kids, he is just so shit at it sometimes, and it makes me so mad. In my real life, any time my parents fuck with one of my sisters, I get so irrationally angry and want to fist-fight them. If I was around Bruce and his traumatized children, I would want to throw hands with him every time I saw him. I know that deep down, Bruce is a really good man who just wants to help people, but the way he treats his children literally just boils my blood. I would get along with him if he either didn't have children or had some deep-rooted therapy to fix his emotional constipation. I mean... we would get along fine I'm sure, I would just always have that rage, you know?

This was way longer than I intended it to be, but I have been doing so much character study lately about these people and wanted to share my opinion on each of them in a broader way. If I messed up their character in relation to DC canon... oh well. Also, I know Jason Todd is a little bitch, but he is my little bitch, so it's fine.

Thank you for the ask <3 this was so fun!!