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#I literally have not done any other routes yet
if dorian didn't show up, do you think louis would have shot minnie?
I do. I know some people think either he wouldn't have or he would've missed so that's why the writers had him shoot Dorian instead, but mmmmmm no, I don't personally think so. I like to think that if he had taken the shot, his shaky hands would've caused him to shoot her fatally.
Mostly because I'm already so normal about the fact that of the Ericson crew, Marlon and Louis are the only ones with a body count. Well, that we know of, but shown to us in the game, at least. Plus, we know it's Louis' first kill.
Like yeah, Clementine and AJ become part of the crew and they have bigger body counts, and if we're counting indirect kills caused by actions, then Tenn has a count... and I guess everyone has blood on their hands for blowing up the boat... but I'm talking about killed directly with a weapon like....... I lied, I'm not normal about that at all, Louis and Marlon are the ones who have killed someone in Louis' route. I'm also not normal about the fact that Louis kills Dorian and then even as he's clearly in shock, he tries to go with Clementine to get AJ, and then later on when they talk about it, he says it feels like bile but not quite and he's glad he has it in him to do it.... listen, listen, listen... I'm obsessed with that.
Anyway, so if Louis shot Minerva, I think he would've accidentally killed her and can you imagine? He's already enough of a mess after killing the woman who pinned him down and tried to cut his finger off [or succeeded] but he knew Minerva, they were friends before the twins were taken. Even Violet couldn't kill her even though that would've been the smarter thing to do, and we know thanks to meta knowledge that killing her would've saved lives, but Violet couldn't, and I don't think Louis would intentionally either.
Speaking of Violet, if Louis killed Minerva, I hate to think about what that would've done to Vi. I think she might've actually left at that point, like what was planned before it got changed to her being burned. I don't think she would've attacked Louis over it, though, like yeah she attacked Clementine in the cell but Louis? I don't know, but I don't think so just because it's Louis and he'd be a mess about it anyway.
Though if he did kill her, it would be a neat parallel to draw... y'know, because Louis forgave AJ for killing Marlon even though he was pissed and heartbroken, and Violet was annoyed with him the entire time... but could she ever forgive Louis for killing Minerva? Y'know? We already have a similar parallel with AJ shooting Tenn, but still.
If Clementine killed Minerva in that moment, though, then I could see Violet attacking her since in her eyes, Clem proved her right.
So yeah, I get why they added the Dorian kill to his route. It adds another compelling element to Louis as a character, but we also need Minerva alive for episode 4; Louis can't kill her, he can't miss, and he's not going to stay with her because we need Violet to stay on the boat and him to be on shore for all routes.
#asks#twdg louis#twdg minerva#twdg clementine#twdg violet#twdg marlon#twdg tenn#honestly whenever i see someone say louis is the boring option i'm just like '.......that's your opinion but also how can you say that??'#then again i'm sure other people look at me saying violentine just isn't for me and they say the same thing so y'know... i can't talk haha#also time is such a weird thing because i look at the entire cell scene in louis' route and like... i'm not even mad about violet anymore#like yeah i still don't believe she was brainwashed like i'm sorry y'all only believe that because kent said something about it#not because there's all this evidence toward it in game like vi being pissed at clementine makes sense she doesn't need to be brainwashed#for it to work like her being vulnerable and easily manipulated into submission makes perfect sense especially with minerva there#it's like everyone was pissed that she attacked clementine and people needed a way to excuse it so it's not violet's fault when like...#that's literally what makes it interesting like calm down it's okay if violet is pissed and scared and behaves accordingly#also my controversial opinion of the day that i'll hide here in the tags so maybe people won't find it sksksk but#I personally find the concept of vinerva and the doomed tragedy of it more compelling than anything violentine did#like i'll defend violentine and i do believe it's an important and good ship it's just not my personal favorite#anyway but then the whole thing with lilly and minerva is so good and louis screaming FUCK YOU at minerva?? amazing love it so good#i love when the soft character who never chooses violence is so pissed off that all that anger they have boils to the surface and it's raw#like... he's SO mad he's SO furious he's SOOO UPSET like he wasn't even like this when marlon died or anything like he hit his limit#and then shooting dorian through the mouth while an accident is just well done i love it and i love his reaction of mortification#and apologizing and YET he still tries to go with clementine he's trembling and can barely string together a sentence but he wants to go#he wants to help her he wants to save aj THAT is the gut reaction he has after everything that just went down#'louis isn't loyal or good for clem because of the vote' babe tell me you don't understand any nuance of louis' character without telling m#it's fine IT'S FINE you don't have to agree and i just have to remind myself that it's fine not everyone likes louis we're okay#this drives me crazy in the best way like y'know what? i love the cells scene in louis' route all of it even the stuff i used to rant about#even the stuff that used to piss me off now i'm just like 'no wait past cj was dumb she wasn't looking at it this way aaaaaaaa' sksksks#that was my tag ted talk about the cell scene thank you
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argreion · 4 months
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Spicy Leon Headcanons!
➻❥ ALRIGHT, since the general headcanons for Leon went off (and honestly got hella shocked I don't have to be like 'professional') and my horny brainworm is literally screeching in my head. It's time to ruin y'all too with some spicy headcanons. I try to account for both sides of the spectrum gender wise so nobody feels TOO left out! <3
➻❥ Warnings: Basically FULL ass sex headcanons, leaning towards some light knife play, gun play, and choking. Food kink, choking, headlock, vibrator torture, some hints at BDSM to a degree. Like I said, full ass sex talk AND Headcanons.
Likes, reblogs, and comments appreciated! Not proofread cause I'm seriously so tired. 😭
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RE2R Leon - Alright, buddy, I know everyone headcanons him usually to be a sub. Honestly, I gotta agree. Feels like he would be shy after seeing a few in character depth posts that's he's an ex-Catholic, or that he at least WAS religious. Makes me feel like he's shy sex-wise. Probably pretty sensitive too, and is leaky. Loves when you lick the tip, and sometimes just smack him around a little. Will gladly take the strap if he gets to call you mommy/daddy. Leans either way regardless, degrading or praising. Will wear lingerie if you REALLY want him too. Probably would get embarrassed about it, considering he wants to be a good boyfriend for you! Be the big strong man like everyone wants him to be! In summary, RE2 feels kind of awkward, sweet, and subby!
RE4R Leon - Screams actual pussy or ass eating. He's slowly becoming a little munch, don't even compare him to RE6 or Vendetta, like ACTUALLY. Those fuckers are WAY too far in the munch zone. Gets a little giddy when you wear something special or his clothes. I just gotta say personally boxers actually so comfy, and I know he would like you wearing his clothes. Kisses your neck, chest, and your thighs! He doesn't mean to mark you, he loves ALL of you! Loves to do a little squish on your thighs as he munches, squeeze his head, make him die! It'll be heaven for him, seeing how he's seen death so often nowadays. Above all, he likes trust and comfort, and won't overstep boundaries. Any Leon wants consent, even if it's soggy ass wet cat Vendetta. We've seen the dark content fanfics. (And I loved every single one of 'em, SHHHHH!) RE4R Leon is basically his first domestic sex era to me. Touchy, comforting, and still his sweet self.
ID Leon: Low-key girly pop era for me. Feel like he'll do orgasm denial, and possibly vibrator torture. You struggling is kind of cute to him! Loves it when you start mewling his name, gets his cock so hard! Leaking pre-cum all over your lips, eyes blindfolded, and hands behind your back, and legs spread open! Likes to make you sit in front of him or beneath his desk, and jerk off his cock. Cumming on your face, taking a photo, and then joking about sending it to friends. Gets off to the small thrill of getting caught, or covering you in cum. Would say it starts to lightly thicken up cum-wise. If it's not something like above, possibly cuddle sex. No one can go wrong with cuddle sex, buddy. Rubbing his dick against you, slowly grinding and kissing your neck and shoulder. The other heaven from eating you out. This era is the experimentation, wants to find his kinks and whatnot. Should've done it at twenty, but at least he ain't too old, yet.
Damnation Leon: Lazy, drunk AND lazy. Possibly starts to get slightly kinkier too, with a knife coming into play at some points. The worst I GENUINELY see Leon doing if we're trying to go half-way realistic is pressing the knife to your throat. If you wanna go the dark daddy route, might do some cuts. Licks them up like a kitten and purrs like one. "Oh, you taste so sweet, baby." Tries anal sex too, honestly, he enjoys BOTH holes! If you have 'em, that is. Three if you're AFAB. Counting the mouth, loves getting his dick sucked. This is also when we start seeing the soft whiskey dick show up. Poor guy is popping Viagra and it only works 30% of the time. Gets bummed out and frustrated, but he's still got one job! Pleasure his damn lover! Also, he won't admit, but kind of likes getting fucked from behind, strap or cock alike. HAS TO BE DRUNK, THOUGH! NOT drunk = NO, he will deny deny DENY! Hella cocky when he gets fully drunk, but seriously becomes a buttslut if you hit his prostate. The iconic DBD moans and sounds come in because of this. Lazy drunk era, and slowly realizing he's a slut. Don't say it to his face, he's got to keep some pride.
RE6 Leon: Man, kind of got out the lazy drunk era but still ain't FULLY out. Takes a more sensual approach due to the fact he's getting a few grey hairs and wrinkles. Dick is still soft like always, soft dick Leon is so <3 for me. Likes you riding him on the couch, letting you take control and gently holding your hips. Please make out with him during it, he weirdly finds it hot. Exchanging spit occasionally, too. Likes when either you or him have to wait for the spit to finally drop into the other's mouth. If he could honestly get a boner, he would. Into marking your neck and thighs, it's his your mine era. Let the poor man have it, he can't have anything. ALSO CAN I MENTION THE POSSIBILITY OF SOMNO WITH HIM? Either YOU waking up with him devouring you up, or thrusting into you like it ain't anyone's business? Or waking up to grind and ride him? Purposely tries to stay asleep, and has mastered it to a degree. Still lazy, and still a slut. A seasoned slut for you, (and low-key husband material let's not fuckin' lie.)
Vendetta Leon: Oh boy, it's the soggy cat guy. Imma be honest, even though personally I headcanon Leon regardless of era to be pretty comforting and such. But I can't get it out of my head that Vendetta Leon uses sex to relieve stress. Rarely having ACTUAL loving, emotional sex. If it is that, it's with him with teary eyes. Slow loving sex, and then he's like "Uh... Ok?" The next day. Like bro, are we going to talk about you CRYING yesterday? You certainly cried deep inside of me! Asides from that, motorcycle sex. Stroking your thigh at stop lights, and pulling off into a alleyway or parking lot. Getting brutally fucked into that motorcycle? Mmm, and a gun to your throat or mouth? Sucking his dick with a gun to your head? He's into that now, sadly. Gets shaky if you don't like that, don't worry! He just hates that he THINKS of something that dark! I leave this up to personal headcanons for everyone but the daddy kink is a hit or miss for me for basically all Leon's except Vendetta and Death Island. Both get called Daddy for different reasons, let's get that straight. Likes making you be submissive and grind against his boot. Get it nice and squeaky clean, like a good little bitch. Degradation kink kinda turned up, but he's atuned to your emotions and facial expressions, don't worry. Pussy and ass munch this era hella hard too, makes your skin irritated cause this fucker ain't exactly shaving. PLUS HE BITES!? He isn't fucking around with shit like this, he knows what he wants.
DI Leon: Honey... We're in the DILF era. Man tits out, and the small patch of chest hair out. Motorboat them, gently bite and suck his nipples. It might not exactly turn him off, just the idea makes him warm inside. Not against the idea of vibrator torture against himself, let his cock leak! Cumshake when? In you? Pfft, you'll only make his cock leak more at breeding you! Pop a daughter or son, he wants one! (Preferably a daughter cause girl dad Leon agenda.) Will take the strap, and has no shame. No shame in wearing lingerie, either. Legs spread, lace covering his body, and thong threatening to snap. Adores being able to grind or hump your behind. Against the counter, in bed when your sleeping, work, EVERYWHERE! He doesn't really care, only when he's in the White House. Spit exchange, claiming your neck, and FEASTING LIKE A FUCKING KING ON YOU! Also those biceps wrapped around your throat? You got it, honey! Squeezing you of air, making your eyes roll back as he goes doggy. At the end of the day, he still likes to go back to some of his roots and be soft. Praising you and kissing moles/freckles/scars/etc. Gun kink is kind of gone, have to piss him off to make him do it. Which is HARD, he is patient and honestly outlasts you. Knife? Say the word, he's good with a knife. Tracing your body and whispering how lovely you are. His good little girl/boy/lover. Then... The possibility of a food kink? Putting honey on your chest and licking it off? Whipped cream and cherries on his chest? Your chest? Devoured. He's got a sweet tooth, and he loves to eat a little bit more because of it. Let him enjoy his feast! Even though he has three feasts daily! Last thing before I stop gnawing at the bars of my enclosure. Grinding on his thighs, chest, and face. Ride his nose, feel the burn, he'll cum on spot. The carefree era, and the other half of domestic era at points.
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➻❥ AN: Thank you so much for reading! Sometimes you just gotta let the horny out, plus I get to feed everyone a little. You're more then welcome to send asks fluff/smutty if you'd like! This was just meant to feed y'all slightly and I might do little blurbs or something based off whatever my mind throws at my face. Now I can happily pass out knowing I shared my knowledge. 😌❤️
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I rub my hands together..
Because I am having more Thoughts.
Big thanks to @badaziraphaletakes for pointing out the fucking obvious to me.
We talk a lot in this fandom about trauma, how Heaven and Hell leaves different kinds of psychological, and physical scars on our angel and demon. Mostly though, we focus on the psychological damage that comes from Heaven and the physical torture that comes from Hell. I am of the belief that Heaven and Hell drop a lot of both on their environs, but that's a post for a different day.
Trauma isn't that simple, though. It doesn't matter what kind you face, your reaction to it is going to fall under animal instinct. What is truly horrifying is the realization that Crowley's and Aziraphale's gut reactions are completely the opposite of what their Bosses are.
When Crowley feels like he, or Aziraphale is in danger, instead of fangs out, he's looking for the nearest escape route. The easiest way to make the problem go away. He runs away -- but of course he runs away. If he doesn't run away, he's going to be tortured. He is going to receive physical damage for making a mistake. So flight is the best option. The ability to get away, to think of how to avoid that pain, one way or another, is so Crowley-coded. I've always stated that Crowley is the strategist, the one who makes the complicated plans. He takes himself away from the problem, so he can analyze the problem. He runs away, and then he turns back. Once he has enough physical safe space, he can sit back and look to see what can be done.
He never had a chance to do that really in the last days of Armageddon, because Hell was nipping right on his heels and he had to keep retreating. Until he was put in a corner, and then you saw the Serpent come out. His fear of pain lasts until he is more afraid of losing his life, or Aziraphale. For example, the bucket of holy water. Walking into a consecrated church. Walking into a burning bookshop. The M25 - he literally drove Right Into The Fire, even with Hastur there because he had to get to Aziraphale and he had to survive driving through a ring of fire. Crowley runs from pain, but that doesn't stop him from attacking if he's got no other options.
Aziraphale is the opposite. His trauma is one I am well acquainted with, and that is psychological abuse, and torture. Don't let it fool you - just because you aren't having someone hurt you with a screwdriver doesn't mean it's any less devastating to your body, much less your mind. What Heaven does is use Fear. Fear like a scalpel, or a baseball bat to your knees. The Fear of Falling, the Fear of being considered Unworthy of God's love. The Fear of being considered less than your fellow angels, although you'll always be lesser than archangel. Fear of being yourself, fear of being anything less than perfect. All the fucking time. Nothing can save you, but us, and if you turn against us, you're screwed. Aziraphale, though, he doesn't run. He's never run. He's a Guardian. A Principality. He held a flaming sword and he held it well. Oh, he will bald-face lie to God, to archangels, to Crowley, but he doesn't run. He will try to find a way out of it with the most convoluted stories. He'll smile, look pleasant and distant and not quite there. Don't notice me. Don't worry about me. I'm not doing anything wrong for you to hurt me. Only thing he fears more than Heaven is Hell, and he's not even scared of Hell as a concept, but as a fact of Hell will hurt Crowley. Hell will take Crowley away. Hell will reach up and snatch Crowley away in a heartbeat and there isn't anything Aziraphale can do about it. Fear, fear, fear. Yet he doesn't run. He fights. He fights with words, and when there's nothing left with that, he fights with his wits, and then when he has no more left of that - he stands his ground with a weapon. A sword. A halo. His own physical body, if necessary.
Where am I going with all this?
That Season 3 is going to be You Reap What You Sow. Crowley is trapped in his misery and he can't run from it, because Aziraphale is in danger. Aziraphale is trapped and afraid, and he can't do anything about it because they'll hurt Crowley. What neither Heaven or Hell has realized yet - and I especially mean Heaven in this juncture -- is that they haven't given Crowley or Aziraphale any choices. They've been trapped in a corner by both of their abusers.
Their abusers who have never seem to learn the lesson that if you trap Crowley and Aziraphale in a corner, they're going to turn around and bite. Bite as hard as they possibly can - just to protect one another.
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Hey, I started reading Robin son of Batman because of your recommendation (I literally have a print of your post on my phone to not forget lol). Honestly? One of the best things I ever read!!!
Thank you for opening my eyes! Damian has been one of my favorite characters for over a year, but I didn't read/watch much of him because of school, life (and probably an executive dysfunction in the mix).
Maya is incredible. I loved her.
I haven't finished all the issues yet, but do you have any other recommendations?
WAH this makes me so happy, i'm glad you still gave it a shot even with how busy life is!! ;v;
i’d love to give reccs, and i’ll try to go a beginner friendly route! tbh you can pick up whatever here, but since you've read R:SOB i’d immediately follow up with Batman and Robin (2011) #1-8! this first arc is what’s referred to in Maya’s introduction, and it's just. so good.
Main Books
Batman and Robin (2009)
Dick as Batman with Damian as his Robin!
#20-22 Tree of Blood: Dark Knight vs White Knight arc is done by Tomasi and Gleason, the team for the next Batman and Robin series
*Batman and Robin (2011)
Bruce and Damian figuring out their relationship as both Batman & Robin and father & son
imo you can enjoy the ride and read straight through this but i’ll add context to avoid as much confusion as possible since there’s the occasional tie-in or offscreen events, like Damian’s death nbd
Batman Incorporated (2012) #1-10
events leading to Damian's death - affects Batman and Robin (2011) from issue #18
kind of a tough read especially with how Talia's written, but a lot of iconic bits like Batcow, Damian's vegetarian declaration, Alfred the cat, "We Were the Best, Richard."
Robin (2021)
another self-discovery adventure, particularly after Alfred’s death and a fallout with Bruce (and questionable writing choices from his last Teen Titans run)
Batman and Robin (2023)
currently ongoing! after a number of events, Bruce and Damian are back as a duo
Damian Dynamics!
Batman: Streets of Gotham (2009) #7, 10-12
arc where Damian meets one of his first Gotham friends, Colin Wilkes
Batgirl (2009) #5-7, #17
Steph and Damian dynamic! "the bad cop, worse cop" dysfunctional duo
Red Robin (2009) #13-14
early Tim and Damian dynamic that of course includes fighting haha. funny enough, accidentally my first intro to Damian LOL
Teen Titans (2003) #89-92
Dick!Batman has Damian join the Teen Titans. Start of Damian and Rose Wilson dynamic that’s extended in Robin (2021)
Batman: Gates of Gotham (2011)
Damian meets Cass and has a brief team up
Gotham Academy (2015) #7
Damian meets Maps Mizoguchi! they have a few other meetings, but outside of that the series itself is a great read!
Robin War Event (2015)
Robin War (2015) #1, Grayson (2014) #15, Detective Comics (2011) #47, We Are Robin (2015) #7, Robin: Son of Batman (2015) #7, Robin War (2015) #2
Duke and Damian dynamic! not exactly beginner friendly but these are the main issues in order for the event! you can also read the TPB version for everything including Tie-Ins
Nightwing (2016) #16-20, #42, #43
#16-20 Nightwing and Robin arc!
#42 Dick on a mission to save Damian! the one appearance of "Wiggles" the dragon
#43 Dick, Roy, and Damian team-up
New Talent Showcase 2018 "Catwoman: Pedigree"
Selina, Damian, and Alfred the cat
Batman: Prelude to the Wedding - Robin vs. Ra's Al Ghul (2018)
Selina, Damian, and Cheese Viking - Damian's fav game shown in Nightwing: Rebirth (2016)
Monkey Prince (2022) #1-4
Marcus Sun Shugel-Shen's main comic, but Damian features as a fun dynamic here before they're in more serious circumstances in Batman VS Robin (2022)/Lazarus Planet event
Superman (2016) #10 - 11
the beginning of the Super Sons! featuring Maya!
Super Sons (2017)
solitary arcs but there’s a few event tie-in issues later
Adventures of the Super Sons (2018)
literally more Super Sons adventures lol galactic shenanigans yeehaw
Challenge of the Super Sons (2020) 
Super Sons time shenanigans feat. the Justice League
Robin 80th Anniversary (2020)
"Boy Wonders" - brief Damian feature as Tim considers his next step in life
"My Best Friend" - Jon's thoughts on Damian and their dynamic
"Bat and Mouse" - refers to Damian's unfortunate Teen Titans (2016) run at the time of release which follows up with Teen Titans Annual #2 where Damian briefly gives up Robin
Extra Comics!
Superman/Batman (2003) #77
Kara and Damian in a Halloween team-up! also the appearance of "Li'l Matches" lol
DCU Halloween Special '09 "Cavity Search"
Damian out on a solo mission for Halloween night. Immediately after is Tim's Red Robin story "Then and Now: Our Father's Sins" which is more somber in contrast but also a good read!
DCU Halloween Special 2010 "Robin the Vampire Slayer"
a Dick!Batman and Robin story featuring the vampire Andrew Bennett
Cursed Comics Cavalcade (2018) "The Devil You Know"
Halloween themed comic with a sweet short story of Damian alongside Solomon Grundy
DC's Terrors Through Time (2022)
"Trick or Treat" a Super Sons Halloween story
"The Haunting of Wayne Manor" Damian and Deadman story - in the end, Boston kinda refers to Nezha's possession of Damian in Batman VS Robin (2022) which was happening at the time of this release
Batman: Li'l Gotham (2013)
lighthearted series that instantly makes me smile with the silliness and Dustin Nguyen’s art i love this dearly
Secret Origins (2014) #4 "A Boy's Life"
a retelling of Damian's origin story
Detective Comics (2016) #1001-1005
Batman and Robin vs the Arkham Knight (unrelated to the game)
Truth & Justice (2021) #6/#16 - 18 Digital First version
cute story of Damian’s birthday! Juni Ba’s art is so fun!!
DC Festival of Heroes: The Asian Superhero Celebration (2021) “Special Delivery”
short story about Damian! and poisoned pizzas. completely forgot the artist Sami Basri drew Rebirth Damian here before catboy Damian lol Cass’s story “Sounds” is also cute! Marcus makes his first appearance in "The Monkey Prince Hates Superheroes"
DC VS Vampires (2021)
Damian makes appearances throughout this elseworlds book, but the one-shot DC VS Vampires: Hunters (2022) is vampire Damian-centric!
Batman: Black and White (2021) #5
“Father & Son Outing” short story written and drawn by Jorge Jimenez!
Batman: Urban Legends (2021) #20-23
#20 “My Son” Talia and Bruce focus
#20 - 23 “The Murder Club” 4 Parts
Tiny Titans (2008) #33, #39, #45, #47
a few appearances but SO CUTE, LOOK AT HIM
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*Batman and Robin (2011) reading guide
i'm mostly trying to avoid the "what did i just walk in on?" kinda feeling when i first started reading comics LOL i'll list the comics where events take place, but you don't necessarily have to read them to go through this book since things are usually explained as quickly as possible in the first page or so
#0 Someday Never Comes
Talia and baby Damian before he grows up to meet Bruce
#1-8 Born to Kill
just an incredibly solid arc for Bruce and Damian!
#9 Court of Owls Tie-In Issue
Damian VS a Court of Owls Talon. While Bruce is occupied with a home invasion of Talons, Alfred makes a call for allies to protect targeted Gotham public figures from Talons. During Batman (2011) #1-11
#10-12 Terminus
Damian challenges the previous Robins sans Steph
Batman Incorporated (2012) is occurring at this time where Talia has placed a bounty on Damian and there's small mentions of that
#13-14 Eclipsed/Devoured
mostly solitary arc! end of it leads into the Death of the Family event
#15-16 Death of the Family Tie-In Issues
Damian and Joker face-off... Alfred's been kidnapped by the Joker, and Damian goes looking for him. During Batman (2011) #13-17
#17 Life is but a Dream - Death of the Family Epilogue
a sort of subconscious check-in through the dreams of Damian, Alfred, and Bruce. Nightwing (2011) #17 features Damian encouraging Dick after Death of the Family events
#18 Undone "Requiem"
Bruce dealing with Damian's death from Batman Incorporated #8
other reactions to Damian's death: Dick in Nightwing (2011) #18, Tim in Teen Titans (2011) #18
#19-23 Denial, Rage, The Bargain, Despair, Acceptance
Bruce through the stages of grief with some batfam appearances in each. also introduces Carrie Kelley into continuity as Damian's acting tutor.
Batman (2011) #19-20 also addresses Bruce's loss
#23.1-23.4
these could be skipped - villain stories, also related to Forever Evil event.
#24-28 The Big Burn
optional Batman and Two-Face/Harvey Dent arc, #23.1 is part of this story!
Damian's resurrection and return
#29-32 The Hunt for Robin
Ras took Talia and Damian's bodies from their graves, and Bruce goes after him.
-> Robin Rises: Omega
continues events from #32. if you don't want to jump to this, basically, Glorious Godfrey and a bunch of parademons from Apokolips are here for a chaos shard which Ra's put in Damian's sarcophagus. at some point, Bruce gets a hold of the shard where he sees a vision that leads him to believe Damian can be resurrected. Godfrey ends up taking the shard, along with Damian's body since it was emitting the same energy.
#33-37 Robin Rises
Bruce hellbent on retrieving Damian from Apokolips and reviving him
-> Robin Rises: Alpha
necessary to read and continues events from #37! Damian's back with a bang lol
#38-40 Superpower
Damian adjusting to having superpowers and being alive again
Annual #1 2013 Batman Impossible
sweet (and funny) one-shot of Damian sending Bruce on a meaningful scavenger hunt around the world while Damian gets to be the cutest Batman for a bit
Annual #2 2014 Batman and Robin: Week One
one-shot takes place during Damian's absence. after Bruce and Alfred find a mystery gift left for Dick, Dick recounts a story he had told Damian from his Robin days.
Annual #3 2015 Moonshot
one-shot Batman and Robin adventure on the moon!
...and of course after Batman and Robin (2011), Damian's story continues in his first solo Robin: Son of Batman (2015)!
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★;CATEGORY: A yandere x Reader
★;PAIRING: Yan!Tom Riddle x Gn!Reader.
★;SUMMARY: In which, he gets utterly envious of your s/o.
★;PS: This contains severe mentions of abusive and obsessive behaviours, Henceforth if you are uncomfortable with any of such topics, Please do not read this. I do not encourage toxic behaviour and this is only a work of fiction. I'm aware that I should be writing Part 3 of the Yule Ball fic, However, I've decided not to continue it. I deeply apologize, i just did not have any ideas on how to continue it. However, if you have any sort of suggestions, please let me know. I'll write anything as long as it's relevant and appropriate. I understand the anxiety of requesting a scenario at times, I quite literally am terrified of doing so myself.
★;EXTRA QUESTION: What's your favorite Taylor Swift song and why?
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To say your life was mundane would be an understatement—Boredom filled your senses, even if it was Hogwarts you were attending. But perhaps, the truthful reason was that you did not share any classes with s/o/n. Your state was truly pitiable, Words engraved on pages were mere symbols to you—Questions, Paragraphs,Instructions, Incantations, etc all demolished right out of your mind like a prompt broom. The ending of classes were one of the only things that brought you joy. On a fretful Tuesday, you hurried out of the dungeon, sprinting profusely, eventually concluding by frisking right on s/o/n, legs enclosed on their waist.
"[Name]?" They questioned, astonished by your actions.
"I really missed you..." You murmured in response. "I wish we had classes together. I don't particularly enjoy studying anymore.."
Their expression configured into a frown. "[Name], you know you have to study. I don't want you to fail." Their hands found the route to your hair, fondling it dotingly(which, of course, made you grin) only to place you back on the ground.. "Please. I only want what's best for you." They added delicately.
However, you were not even aware of the most crucial thing. In the midst of your affections with s/o/n, You had been utterly and completely examined by none other than Tom Riddle. His envy and infatuation had been rooted extensively, like a coping plant—growing and growing until it surpasses the garden, destroying it in the process. He had harboured a bitter hatred towards s/o/n, so much so it turned into desires of murder. Why couldn't you comprehend how much he was better than them? He was the ideal student...with precisely placed dark curls, a charismatic (albeit untrue) smile, excellent grades, beloved by everyone..And so in many's eyes, even flawless...could it perhaps be that you were aware of his true nature? No. It simply was not decipherable. You could not have been aware. However, he should focus on you at this moment...he told himself..(or perhaps reassured?)... He could have perhaps done anything for you, anything to please you,whether it was unjust or not, yet this was what he received in turn? Perhaps he should have tortured you until you submitted. But then again, he could not watch you sobbing.
So, henceforth, it all led to you weeping nevertheless. The exception being that it was over s/o/n's corpse, not wounded, not varnished but frigid. Cold. Their eyes were vacant, no longer were they gazing at you gently. And they never would.Never again would you sprint to them after class and embrace them.... s/o/n was dead. And tears crowded your eyes, plummeting down your cheeks. How could somebody be so vicious? How could somebody use the killing curse on them without a second thought? Why was the world so brutal? Perhaps..you should have studied. After all, they did not wish for you to fail in your O.W.LS...
And so Riddle concealed his smirk and approached you, his ego calloused when you did not turn your gaze at him. His hand idled on your shoulders, in an almost comforting manner. "I sincerely apologise for your loss, [Last name]." He murmured, almost seductively if it weren't for your grief. Mine he wondered to himself. They are rightfully mine.
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thedovesaredying · 2 months
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Flames of Green | CoD x GoT/HotD | Simon "Ghost" Riley x F!Reader x John "Soap" MacTavish | Part 1.
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You're the heir to the Iron Throne, the eldest child of the current king with the blood of the Targaryens flowing through your veins. Unfortunately, you're due to be married off to a mysterious Northern lord by the name of John MacTavish. At least your closest friend and member of your guard, Simon Riley, will be by your side throughout it all.
A/N: I'm back in my House of the Dragon era, so I'm mixing hyperfixations. The Cannibal doesn't get enough love, he's a nasty bastard and he deserves to cause some chaos. It will eventually be a Ghost x Reader x Soap relationship and likely a bit of a slowburn. Literally just for my own entertainment, but I hope y'all enjoy.
Warnings: None
Masterlist: CoD Masterlist
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It’s times like this that you mourn the loss of your youth. Forced to sit in silence while discussions are held by old men around a table, weighing up the advantages and disadvantages of your future marriage to every potential high lord in Westeros. Your opinion is never considered, let alone asked for by any of your father’s advisors, your compliance expected regardless.  
If you had been born a man you could have your pick of any woman in the kingdom to take as a wife, but instead, you’re forced to simply accept whatever man is placed in front of you. Such is the burden of being the princess and heir to House Targaryen. You will be made to give up the right to rule the kingdom to the high lord assigned to you, never to touch the ever-elusive Iron Throne that should have been yours by right.  
You had never really taken the prospect of marriage too seriously in your youth, always considering it a problem for the you of the future to deal with. You didn’t care to forge lasting alliances with other ladies and lords, too busy dragging your poor best friend, Simon, through the gardens and dirtying your extravagant dresses. 
But those days were over. 
Talk of wedding a powerful lord and bringing forth the next line of Targaryen children is all that fills your ears now. You’re forced to entertain every man, young and old, that wishes to gain your favour with a polite smile and feigned interest. You don’t even have your dear Simon to offer you his companionship and a break from the cruel realities of the world. No doubt he would have entertained you with his dry remarks about each man set before you.  
It has been years since you last saw Simon. He was taken from the Red Keep by his father and sent to squire for another lord in the hopes of teaching him the art of warfare. Lord Riley was a foul man, constantly berating his son for spending his time with the Princess rather than roughhousing with his fellow boys. He considered the boy too soft and squeamish at the sight of blood to make a good future lord of their keep.  
You disagreed, of course, Simon was perfect just the way he was; gentle and kind to all those around him. Your friend couldn’t hurt a fly, but he was still one of the bravest people you knew.  
You dread to think just how much he would have hated being drawn into battles, forced to kill other men with his own hands. The letters he occasionally wrote to you always steered clear of depicting the violence you were certain he must have been subjected to, but you’re far from naive enough to hope he has yet to participate in any bloodshed. As the years dragged on, word from him has grown scarce, however, to the point where you can hardly remember when you heard from him last.  
What you do know, is that he had been sent to offer assistance in maintaining peace throughout the Stepstones, killing raiders and pirates that would endanger trade routes to King’s Landing.  
But that was almost six months ago, and there has been little else to soothe your vexed nerves over his safety. He had made a promise to you the day he left, that once his training was done he would return to your side, this time as a knight who would offer himself to your Queen’s Guard once the time was right. Never again would he leave you, more than happy to forfeit the ruling of his own homeland if it meant he could keep you safe.  
You had clung to that promise every day for years after his departure, but with each passing moment it become harder to hold out hope of seeing him again. After all, what is one promise between children in the grand scheme of things?  
It’s a blessing when you’re finally relieved from the meeting, escaping from the suffocating air within the council chambers and fleeing to the safety of your room. You don’t even pause to ensure one of your guards is following you, getting straight to stripping from your dress and replacing it with your riding gear.  
As the carriage carries you away from the city and toward the Dragon Pit your nerves begin to settle. The constant odour of sweat and excrement quickly gives way to fresh air the further away you get. It’s a beautiful day, with hardly a cloud in the sky and wildflowers blooming all along the road. It’s a genuine shame that your day has started so poorly, otherwise you’d have loved to wander the palace gardens and enjoy the midday sun.  
The ground is rocky outside of the dragon pit, and you’re jostled around a bit until the carriage comes to a stop. Although this is your destination, the dragon you seek is not here. Your dragon is far too large to be housed within the Pit.  
Unlike your younger sister, you were not blessed by the Gods to have your dragon egg hatch while you were in the cradle. All throughout your childhood you sat next to it and prayed for the hatchling to come forth, promising you would care for the creature and love it more than anything. But the baby dragon never arrived.  
Many said that it was a sign from the Gods, that you were unfit to be the heir if even your own dragon refused to hatch for you. It was a heavy sentence hanging around your neck, weighing you down and making you feel as though you are worthless, despite the fact you have more power than most of the people laughing at your situation.  
None of them are laughing now.  
You see your dragon stretched out atop one of the nearby ridges. He’s so large that his wings and tail drape over the edge of the rocks, entirely unconcerned by the humans fearfully gathered beneath him as he snoozes away in the warmth of the sun. His scales are like coal, absorbing every ray of sunshine that he can.  
The Cannibal may not be as large as Vhagar, but he’s far older and, as many would argue, far meaner than the old girl. Where most dragons have vibrant, golden eyes, you’re greeted by a pair of sinister green the moment you draw near. His go-to reaction to most things is aggression, and you’ve seen many people meet their end in a blast of emerald flame for merely disturbing him.  
It’s for that precise reason you’re stunned to see someone standing beside the grumpy old beast. There’s only one person other than yourself who could get anywhere near the Cannibal without immediately being swallowed whole. The man pauses his rubbing of your dragon’s scales the moment he sees you, only to earn a displeased whack from the Cannibal’s snout. You bite your lip to force down the grin that’s threatening to spread across your face when the man drops down to one knee, his head bowed respectfully.  
“Lord Riley,” you nod, “I do believe that’s my dragon you’re touching.” That earns a groan from the Cannibal, his massive head twisting away from you both, as though already bored of the conversation.  
“A thousand apologies, princess,” Simon grins, his eyes sparkling with mirth, “your dragon was growing impatient.” The dragon in question huffs, his tail twitching like an agitated cat.  
Simon looks so different from the last time you saw him. He’s both taller and broader, completely filled out with muscles. When he stands again, you’re face to face with the rather intimidating bone mask adorning his face. You’re not certain if it’s real bone, but at that moment you could have cared less, throwing yourself at the large man.  
He catches you easily, holding you tightly against his larger body. It’s entirely improper and if anyone other than your guards witnessed such an interaction there would no doubt be whispers abound. Perhaps it’s a good thing Simon decided to meet you somewhere so private.  
“When did you get back?” you ask, leaning back just long enough to look him in the eye.  
“We docked late last night,” he answers, and you can feel the way his chest rumbles with each word. His deep voice soothes something within you, your stress dissipating like mist at dawn. “We received word that the King’s Guard now has an open position,” he continues, and then much to your shock adds, “I’m here to fill that position.”  
You pull away from him almost completely, only your hands still gently curled around his gauntlets, “but I heard that your father was recently taken ill, don’t you need to return home?”  
While the mask hides the majority of Simon’s face, you can still see the way the skin around his eyes crinkles slightly, “I made a promise to serve my future Queen,” he takes your hand from his arm and presses the back of your palm to where his lips are beneath his mask, “if you’ll have me, princess.”  
You can feel your face burning with the intensity with which Simon stares at you. “I’m certain my father will be delighted to have such a well-regarded warrior in his service,” you smile, gently pulling your hands away from the knight, despite the urge to keep holding onto him.  
Before you can continue the conversation, the Cannibal turns his head back to your again, nudging at you with an irritated huff. His breath is scalding against your skin, yet it doesn��t burn you, thankfully. You place your hand against the beast’s snout, feeling the thick scales shift under your leather gloves. “Gīda,” you coo to the dragon, waiting until he lowers his wing to the floor to provide you with a way to climb onto his back. He’s far too large for you to mount the same way you would a younger dragon.  
Once settling into the Cannibal’s saddle, you grin down at your friend, “I look forward to seeing you in the keep, my lord.” You only have the time to see Simon’s quick nod, before your dragon is leaping from the edge of the ridge, forcing an end to your conversation. You can feel his clear exasperation through your bond and ensure to give the old dragon a scratch to the neck.  
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gatitties · 4 months
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Ayo I wondering if you could the straw hats or heart pirates with reader who's personality involves them being sarcastic, mischievous and brazenly condescending yet sly and humorous. they also have the genso genso no mi that allows the user to create physical illusions that can be seen by everyone. These illusions are highly convincing and shatter like glass when reader dispels them, or someone breaks them. Their most apparent use of them is creating illusions around their body, either to disguise themselves or for their opponent to target while they escapes or moves unseen to another point of attack.  They also seem to be somewhat resilient to damage. While fighting an opponent, the illusion concealing reader's outfit was not dispelled even after taking or landing some hits.  They also learned to use their devil fruit abilities for psychological manipulation, exploiting the appearance of close friends and families in their enemies to torment and overpower them. Reader at one point displayed their mastery over their devil fruit, where they managed to completely disguise an entire navy ship to physically resemble a marine ship, implying that they could maintain the facade long enough to fool the marines. Their devil fruit awakening would allow the reader to cast illusions from any object or living thing from their own surroundings. An example would be zoro who was cast an illusion on him to make others see him as Charlos (aka the ugly celestial dragon). that would make the opportunity for Luffy or any of the straw hats to fight him while not realizing that is zoro while reader comes up with a plan.
─Strawhats & Heart Pirates x reader
─Summary: You're a mischievous person, you like to cause some chaos with your powers, even if it's your own crew, you just enjoy the drama too much.
─Warnings: none
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─ You are a threat and a salvation in equal parts for this crew.
─ Reliable enough to get them out of trouble thanks to your illusions, and evil enough to create small fights between them with your power.
─ You live for drama, and what better drama than blaming others for acts they haven't done? You love causing chaos wherever you step, did you think that just because they are your friends they would get rid of your bad jokes?
─ Nami has probably hit you more than once for being silly or making an unfortunate comment on more than one occasion, but your sarcasm can't be stopped.
─ Robin and Jinbe are the ones who fall least into your traps of illusion, they know how to detect when you are going to do something mischievous, they can read you like an open book.
─ Zoro and Sanji are the ones you mess with the most, confusing them and making their bromance more than just bros, but you're just trying to make love blossom, at least that's your legitimate defense.
─ You can be sarcastic, stubborn… and countless other things, but Chopper is not part of your jokes, at least, not most of the time.
─ Although you will use his appearance in your hallucinations to scare Usopp, there is nothing that scares the sniper more than meeting a monstrous and unreal version of his cute friend.
─ Something that is not so common to use with them is the 'mental control' that you began to develop, it seemed to you that it was something that you should only use with enemies… and with the occasional whim.
─ Do you want to go to a snowy island just to ride a sleigh and make snowmen? Not to mention more! A couple of wishful thinking, some sweet words and you'll be on a winter island the next day.
─ Although they probably scolded you for altering the route, you defend yourself by saying that it wasn't you who agreed to change it, they can't really blame you when they were the ones who "agreed".
─ You have a list with all the most hated people in the crew just to create illusions and provoke everyone to go against each other.
─ Literally sometimes you are the definition of “why have enemies when you have friends.”
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─ Law is so fed up with your behaviour but you are so useful in avoiding marines that he allows some of your comments and antics.
─ Although he will probably send you many more tasks than the others as a punishment for taking years off his life with your jokes.
─ You will make him think that he is eating bread, getting on your captain's nerves and doing a puzzle with your body so that you can kill the boredom rebuilding it.
─ Shachi and Penguin have a lot of fights because of you, but they are so easy to fool that it is impossible for you not to confuse them with some of your illusions so that they end up arguing over trivial things.
─ Ikkaku has strictly forbidden you entry to the kitchen because the last thing she needs is to cause more disasters in the kitchen, and she's also a tough nut to crack, your illusions don't work so well with her.
─ Of course Law also learned to see through your power, so you started using a little psychology for your antics.
─ One day you simply decided that it would be a good idea to use your powers to convince everyone to dress up as penguins for a mission, the moment was unforgettable just like cleaning the floor of the submarine with a toothbrush…
─ Once you made Jean Bart take the form of Bepo, although only Law could see him like that, everyone laughed at him for seeing him hug the wrong person.
─ It goes without saying that you had to do another arduous task after messing with your captain.
─ Bepo is probably the only one who escapes the worst jokes, you will use him as a shield for some scoldings, he really is your most powerful weapon against your captain.
─ They always send you to the rear in case they need you to create some illusion for an unexpected situation, Law is usually calculating and rarely prefers to take action if it is not planned in advance.
─ What seems boring to you and sometimes you decide to improvise a little, without ruining the plan, but it's more fun to watch the bad guys beat each other while you just watch the fight like it's a movie
─ The probability of arguing with Law for disobeying him is lower, since at least you didn't ruin the mission, or at least, he doesn't have to remember that you ruined something, you just have to alter his mind a little so that he doesn't realize that your little mistakes.
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ash-says · 25 days
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Handling curiosity so the cat doesn't get killed:
We all have been there at least once in our life where we allowed the curiosity to get the best of us and instantly regretted the decision. Being extremely mercurial in nature it comes naturally to me. To be curious on the continuous lookout to find something that will stimulate my brain or make it go crazy obsessive.
That's how I learned the harsh way that being a curious cat might sound cute but it can cost you your life or sanity. One of my dearest friends once said something along these lines,"Some truths are better left unknown. Truth and knowledge can turn into poison when consumed carelessly."
The reason why I am talking about this is because I hardly find people discussing it.
Yet mythology has so many great examples, Pandora opening the box, Eve eating the apple it wasn't just temptation it was also laced with curiosity of what might happen?
I am listing out a few things that you should avoid pursuing under sheer curiosity to save the poor cat in you:
1) A street fight. Two people are fighting. Let them. It's not your job to be the mediator and it's irrelevant to find the reason. Until and unless there's no aggression involved mind your own damn business.
2) Spiritual stuff especially dark ones. I believe energy is both light and dark in nature if you don't know the way to alchemize it better stay away.
3) Attempting things without any prior knowledge. Especially speaking about dangerous stuff here. If you love your life better do it under professional supervision.
4) Your partner's/crush feelings towards you. Girl if he likes you. You will know. Trust me. Been there. Done that. Constant microanalysis. It's tiring. Let him be.
5) Others life. Stalking and obsessing over how a particular person is living their day to day life is literally embarrassing. Get a life, Sushma!
6) Know the red zones in a conversation. If meeting in a professional setting try to avoid personal questions. Learn to sense a person's discomfort and never push someone to answer your questions that have literally nothing to do with you.
7) Celebrities personal life. Another waste of time.
8) Do not show your curiosity for sexual acts, things,etc in front of a man. It's the easiest way to put yourself in danger. You are the target babe. Congrats!!
9) When someone tells you knowing the truth will hurt you. Let it be a secret. Don't persuade that person to tell the truth. I strongly believe when you don't control the situation the truth automatically finds its way to you (conditions applied).
10) About the stuff people say behind your back. A full proof route towards people pleasing, anxiety, self doubt etc. Don't go out of your way searching for what's cooking. The cake might turn out to be burnt. Who knows.
That's all for today's show on ash-says. Stay tuned for more illegal tricks and explosive opinions.
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bunnyluvx · 28 days
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the arcana characters and their favorite ways to spend time with you! ♡
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featuring: the romanceable cast of the arcana minus lucio x gn!reader.
summary: the cast and their favorite ways to spend time with you!! <3
warnings: brief death mention in portia's part. nothing else! <3
a/n: WOWIEEE HAIII EVERYONE!! i just wanted to say thank you again to everyone who loved on my last post. it was really scary for me to make that, but i did it and all of the interaction means the complete world!!!! i know that this is a very different fandom than the last post so i don't know how many people will see this but to any readers, i hope that you enjoy this!!! i worked super hard and got a bit tired towards the end so i hope you can forgive me if it isn't as detailed eyfvibu i wanted to do more but mannnn i am so tired. i didn't write lucio, as i will not be writing any lucio content on my page at all. mentions of him for story reasons and maybe if i ever write a fanfic, he'll probably show up but other than that, i will not be making any content of him at all. i am a proud lucio hater so if you want lucio content please go somewhere else. i just finished asra's route today, i got the upright ending and AAAAAAAAAA?????? I LOVE THEM SMMM SYFVIUBIOE!!!! asra is literally such a cutie patootie and i am so in love with him. i cannot deal with it. i have done muriel and julian's routes too, both with the result of the upright ending, and i plan to do nadia's next!!!! very excited and nervous to see what happens. nadia and portia may be a bit ooc, so apologies for that. i have yet to do their routes so i have yet to see their characters in action. very mildly proofread, so please forgive any errors. character banners were edited together by me! any and all requests/ideas for my next post are appreciated! i don't think i have anything else to mention so enjoy!!!!!!
divider credit: @isisjupiter
date started: 7:46PM, april 11th, 2024. date finished: 2:07AM, april 22nd, 2024.
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asra ♡ traveling.
i really struggled to find something for asra that suited, because they would honestly enjoy doing anything with you. it doesn't matter where you are or what time of day it is, as long as he has you by his side, then he's happy. and that is super evident in their route. and having just finished asra's route, i have been thinking; we all know that asra does a lot of traveling. and we all know that during those times, asra misses you terribly. they don't like being away from you for a long time, and as we go through asra's route, having all of these adventures and seeing so many new and cool places, we can see just how happy asra is to have you at their side. the joy shines through the screen, and i can feel just how happy he is to have you with him wherever you are. ergo, their favorite thing to do with you is to travel.
when the two of you started to travel together, asra was a bit nervous. he didn't know what to expect when you agreed to travel together without a destination in mind, and he was worried that somehow, some way, something would happen to you. what if you got kidnapped? what if you got hurt? what if you got sick? all sorts of thoughts were running through asra's head, but the more that they watched you grow and allowed you to take chances, the more that they realized that you would be okay. yes, any of those things could happen, but he is right there if you need him. they know that they will always be by your side to help you through any challenge, and care for you however you need it.
however, as the travels go on, he is reminded everyday that you are a strong, capable individual. they knew that before, of course, but seeing you solve all of the riddles and puzzles put in front of you, helping so many people and growing so much made it hit them like a truck. he was always too afraid to allow you to take chances before, in fear that you would get hurt. but they learned that if you didn't take chances, that you wouldn't grow. and the last thing that he wants is to stop you from being the best version of you that you can be.
so, they let you off of the leash. and just like a bird taking flight, you soared and took everything that came at you by storm. he watched you as you became braver, smarter, kinder and stronger. they always expected for you to be great, and they always had faith in you. he just needed to learn that in order to achieve that greatness, that he needed to let you do some things on your own. they needed to let you make your own mistakes and win your own battles, so that you could learn. and it was one of the best decisions that he's ever made. watching you become more independent and confident within yourself is one of the best feelings that they could ever be blessed to have. he feels so grateful that he is the person that you choose every single day, and no matter what, he will always choose you.
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julian ♡ dancing.
at heart, julian is a romantic. almost every cliche romantic thing that you can think of, you have done with julian. picnics. karaoke, aquariums, painting classes, shopping, craft nights, not to mention all of the crazy adventures that you guys would get into together. every day, he wants to remind you why you fell for him, and in his opinion, keeping things lively is the best way to do that! above all, though, julian's favorite thing to do with you is to dance. he knew that you were a prodigy at dancing after the masquerade, but one night changes everything.
the two of you had actually taken dancing classes before this. you were actually the one who suggested it, and after teasingly accusing you of thinking that the two of you are horrible dancers, he agreed. he honestly didn't think that he could be more in love with you after that. you two went to the class, and julian could hardly ever tear his eyes off of you. the way that you moved was so naturally graceful, as if you had been a dancer your whole life. he most definitely showered you in attention and love after the class was over, and he knew that he had to arrange for the two of you to dance together more often.
oh but that night was not the night that he realized that this was his favorite thing to do with you, no no no no no. the night that he realized that dancing was his favorite activity to do with you was a night like many others; dinner at portia's. it was you, julian, portia and nadia, and you all decided to eat outside so that you could watch the stars. portia went into the cottage to check on the food, with nadia following close behind her, and julian figured that it was the perfect time to steal a sweet moment with you. so, he stood from his seat and knelt to one knee before you. with one hand on his chest and the other extended to you, he asked, "will you have this dance with me, my dear?"
you giggled and told him that there wasn't any music playing. what could you possibly dance to? oh how sweet you are. a chuckle symphonized from his chest, and he responded with, "oh my dear, we do have music." a gloved hand took yours and placed it over his heart, "right here." oh my gods, this absolute cheeseball. you playfully shoved his chest, moving backwards under the force but not falling onto his butt. he swiftly leans forward and takes the hand that shoved him, pulling you to your feet as he stood. one pair of hands intertwined while the others lay on your waist on his shoulder. you two started to sway together, as if you were in the masquerade. yes, you did technically dance at the masquerade, but julian wanted a more intimate experience. you didn't get to have a romantic ballroom dance thanks to the one we do not speak, and julian finds that absolutely outrageous!
your bodies glide beautifully amongst the grass and bushes, you take turns spinning each other around and laughing throughout. fireflies spring from the greenery wherever you set your feet, giving your figures a tender glow that julian found absolutely enchanting on you. after spinning through almost all of portia's front lawn, you find yourselves right back at group sitting spot. his arms have encircled your waist, keeping you close to him as your arms encircle his neck carefully. there are no long strides in this dance, no dramatic flair; just you and him rocking back and forth. his eyes stare into yours and his lips are curved into an adoring smile, as if by looking into your eyes, he could pour all of his love from him to you just through eye contact.
you mutter his name, he mutters yours, you lean in, and..portia pipes up. both her and nadia hold two bowls of soup, hot and ready. portia is mischievously smirking at the two of you while nadia admires your connection. julian tries to usher them away so that he can have more alone time with you, but you're quick to shut him down. begrudgingly, julian did, but all he could think about for the rest of the night was how beautiful you were dancing with him. your laughter singing into the air, the smile on your face, your gaze carving through the very core of his being. somehow, he was able to stay focused on the conversations that occurred that evening, but everyone, including you, could tell that he was going to be hung up on tonight for the next several weeks. when you got home, he was sure to steal a kiss from you later, and another dance.
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nadia ♡ fashion shows.
ah, our beloved countess. at first, i planned on giving her shopping, seeing as her love language is gift giving, she would love to spoil the crap out of you with anything that you even glanced out. however, i wasn't happy with that idea. my boyfriend was actually the one who came up with the idea of fashion shows (hi vinny honey, i love you <3). he is such a freaking genius for this one bc OH MY GOSH YES. nadia has such beautiful taste in clothing, so she would absolutely love to host little fashion shows with you. she does like to share her clothes with her friends, but with you, it's special.
the original thought was you trying on nadia's clothes, and nadia trying on your clothes. nadia would feel like she is falling in love with you all over again if you tried on her clothes. all of the fabric would embrace you in such a perfect way, accentuating all of the things that she loves the most about you. gosh she would just be so head over heels,, she would clap every time you would walk out to show her what you chose, or what she selected for you because she just wanted to see you in it so bad. this woman is literally your number one supporter, she thinks that you are absolutely drop-dead gorgeous in everything that you choose to try on and cannot get enough of you in her clothes. she will shower you in compliments and praise of just how celestial you look, and it makes you super duper flustered because she just flatters you so much.
she also gets really shy when she tries on your clothes. all of her life, she has had the most expensive, well-made, stunning clothes that anyone could ever dream of. so, trying on clothes that do not fit under those categories is new to her. while she isn't used to not wearing the most lavish clothes to be found, she likes your sense of style and is always excited when you ask her to try on an ensemble of yours. what she worries about is what you think. she frets that you think it won't look good on her, if that isn't the farthest thing from the truth. when she walks out to you, you are in absolute awe of how beautiful she is. you already think that she can't get any prettier when she wears other outfits, but now this???? her in your clothes???? oh lord almighty you must be SAVED bc this woman has swept you off of your feet. she asks you what you think, and all you can do is walk up to her and smooch the ever-loving life out of her. you just love each other so much!!!!!
BUT WAIT, I'M NOT DONE. I HAVE MORE THOUGHTS.
when your group of friends have sleepovers at the palace, or when you all go out shopping together, it is unavoidable that you all will be having a fashion show where you all show off the clothes that you bought. nadia loves these so much because she gets to watch her friends all enjoy themselves and feel confident in their clothes, especially if she was the one who bought them. but with you, they just feel so different. to her, it is an intimate experience of being able to share your joy with one another. something that you value in your relationship with nadia is self-esteem, both yours and hers. not only do you both want to make each other feel good. but you also want to feel good within yourself. and nadia thinks that fashion shows are an important part of that. clothes are part of how one may express themselves and their identity, and that is something that nadia treasures. so, if showing off the clothes that you got is going to make you feel good about yourself, then she wants to be there to watch you. there is nothing more important to her than your happiness, and if going through outfit by outfit is what will make you happy, then so be it.
admittedly, she..also really likes to show you the new clothes she gets. when you first started dating, she was a bit nervous about it. she knew that you knew of her riches and lifestyle; it was lavish, and she only got the best of the best. she's the countess for crying out loud, so of course you knew that she was going to have everything that she wanted at her feet, even if it meant something that took literal years to find. but there was part of her that worried that you would see her money and think differently of her. she feared that you would judge her person based on her money, instead of the woman you fell in love with. when she told you this, you automatically reassured her that you wouldn't think differently of her at all. you would love her regardless of the amount of money she has, you told her. and this put her heart at ease, so she progressively became more comfortable showing off her wardrobe when you hosted your shows to each other. now, she doesn't hesitate to declare a fashion show after a shopping spree so that she can show you the lovely things that she got for herself. and every single time that you have one, you cannot believe that that is your girlfriend. you are just the luckiest person in the whole world to have someone like her, and she feels infinitely more lucky to have you.
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portia ♡ watching the sunset.
this kind of feels like a given to me. portia is always talking about how she wants to sail the world and explore, both in the actual routes and in heart hunter. so sitting on the docks with you, watching the sun disappear behind the sea and talking about your dreams??? oh heck yes, count her in. she is really tired when she isn't working, so usually she spends her time trying to rest up and take care of things around her cottage. however, she wants to spend all of the time that she can with you. so, the two of you go on all sorts of lovely dates! shopping in the marketplace, teaching her about new herbs in the shop, seeing the new shows in the theater and heckling julian, all sorts of stuff!!!!! but portia's all time favorite part of your days together is when you go to the docks, take off your shoes, sit on the edge and talk while watching the sunset together.
portia has so many dreams, and so many things that she wants to do in her life. and she loves to tell you about all of them. she spends hours just ranting to you about all of the things that she wants to do, the places that she wants to see, the types of adventures that she wants to go on, and of course they all include you being there with her. oh gods you love listening to her,, every single word that she speaks are words that you carve into the stones of your memories. listening to her talk about her dreams is like watching the sun shine. greenery smiles under the glorious warmth and embraces her glimmer gratefully, her passion burns brightly and she is the most beautiful being in any realm to ever exist. she has no time to wonder if she's talking too much because she is far too focused on being with you, and loving every single moment of it. you truly hope that you are able to go on all of the adventures that she wants, so that you can experience every ounce of the world with her, until it all falls apart.
of course, she loves to listen to you. the time that you two spend at the docks is time to talk about anything that comes to mind, and she cannot help but adore you as you pour your heart out to her. when you speak of all of the things that you want to do before your time in this realm comes to a close, she watches and listens very intently. your voice to her is like a river, running smoothly through the canals of her mind and soothing the battering howl of her heart. her eyes twinkle with adoration as her elbow rests on her knee, her face leaning against her hand as she stares at you. everything that you tell her only makes her more excited for your future, because in your future, you include her. and that is all that she could ever truly want. you both truly love to listen to each other talk, not even just about your dreams, but about anything. even if it's something as small as dinner options or something that you saw at the market that you liked, you both love to hear anything and everything from each other. can you tell that the two of you are head over heels in love??
the first time that you sat at the docks together was a magical moment that portia will never forget. you two had just spent an amazing day together, and you wanted to rest by somewhere pretty before heading back home. so, portia suggested the docks to watch the sunset. you agreed, then took your shoes off and sat down. you conversed for hours, laughing and teasing each other. it is so obvious that you both are the other's favorite person to be around to everyone around you, you are both so comfortable with each other in the purest, most loving way. portia had taken her hair down, long curly locks of red flowing carefully down her back. as the sun caressed the ocean for a farewell kiss, the light made her look like she was a celestial being. freckled, pale skin bathes in orange, your own skin making you look just as radiant as she. you locked eyes with her, and all you could think about is just how much you love her. and her you, for she thought in that moment, that you were the most gorgeous person she had ever seen. she thinks that all of the time, but everything about that time was too perfect. your hands cupped her cheek, and her hands held your arms as you exchanged a beautifully passionate kiss. all of her love dumped into it as did yours, and it is something that portia will always remember. you two go to the docks a lot more to watch the sunset, and exchange plenty more kisses worth treasuring for the rest of your lives.
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muriel ♡ nature walks.
OHHHHHH MURIEL!!! MY SHMOOPY POOPY DOOPY BEAR!! i love this man with all of my heart,, no one understands my love for him syufigubine. i didn't even have to think about this one, because i KNEW for a fact this our sweet boy would absolutely LOVE to go on nature walks with you. he isn't much of a people-person, so he doesn't really like going anywhere that crowds gather. which, in vesuvia, is a pretty hard thing to do, considering the fact that people are almost always out, doing something. so muriel doesn't like going anywhere where people are. the time that he spends with you is meant for you and you alone, not to be spent around a crap ton of strangers that push and shove and cram him into tight spaces. so anytime alone with you is time that he greatly cherishes. you had been wanting to find an activity that both you and muriel love doing that wouldn't make muriel anxious or uncomfortable, so you came up with the idea of nature walks.
when you brought it up to muriel, he accepted it right away. he would get to be around nature and spend time with you? that's all he ever really needs, honestly. he has been through the forest time and time again, he knows every crevice of it like the lines on his palms, yet when you went on your first nature walk together, everything about the forest seemed to change. the colors were brighter, the plants smelt richer, heck even the animals were out and about more when you two went out together. he didn't understand why, but it felt so much better being in the forest with you. you walked along and let the path take you wherever fate demanded. the sun peered through the leaves of the trees to allow life to breathe underneath it, the warmth of the day wrapping around you both like a blanket. he's gotten used to this forest after living in it for so many years, but with you, it felt like the most fascinating place to be.
he was a little worried because he figured that you would want to go out. not just to the forest, but to somewhere like the marketplace, the town square or even the rowdy raven. when he expressed his concerns, you reassured him that you didn't need to go out and do something. all you need is to be with him, and if this is the way that he is most comfortable spending time together, then so be it. you could walk all day, all night, for the rest of your lives in this forest together, as long as it meant that he was comfortable and happy. he smiled and thanked you for your reassurance, giving you a little kiss on the cheek before taking your hand and continuing your journey.
from that point forward, nature walks became a very regular part of your routine with muriel. it always starts with "wanna go on a walk?", and from that point forward, who knows what could happen. you two have found a lot of new things in that forest together. you've found lots of pretty flowers, greenery, rocks and animals that you didn't see before, new spots to relax in and even found little burrows and nests a couple of times!!! it's like a little adventure that isn't too far away from home, and muriel is more than happy to go on a walk at any time. it's almost always something new when the two of you go out together, and he thinks that that's what makes you so lovely. on most days, on his own, he wouldn't think twice about any of the things that you do. so, when you stop him to look at a pattern on a rock, or to admire a dandelion that you call a flower even though it's a weed, he takes his time to admire it with you, and he can't stop that sweet smile from curling onto his lips. seeing you in his favorite place is the most wonderful experience that he could ever ask for. he didn't believe that he was deserving of wonderful experiences before, but now that he has you, he wants to think differently.
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Round 5 (main finals): Chara Dreemurr (Undertale) vs. Amane Momose (MILGRAM)
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Propaganda below the cut
Chara Dreemurr (?):
They were constantly blamed for killing all of monster kind in the no mercy route, despite players choosing to go that route. People ignored that they sacrificed themselves to attempt to free the monsters from the underground.
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everyone wants to blame their own actions (genocide route) on chara, who is a literal child. i don’t know how to tell you this but you are the one playing the game. it’s about YOUR CHOICES. chara is there is punish you for that, you killed the only family that ever loved them! how could they not be upset at that! also if you don’t mind, here’s a good video essay on the subject 
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Amane Momose (12):
Amane was voted guilty in the first trial so that she would acknowledge her guilt. It backfired, and now she’s considered a threat. Well, everyone is a threat, but nobody’s threat level has been as heavily discussed and debated as hers. Consider the next prisoner in line, Mikoto. He’s objectively more dangerous and cannot be restrained. He beat up the guard in trial 1, and he was able to hold his own when the other guilty prisoners were attacked. But a good incentive to forgive him is so that he will calm down. You know what? That’s a good incentive to forgive Amane too! But she *can* be restrained, so a good portion of the discussion went into how she should be voted guilty so she *will* be restrained and not a threat. Since her vote was a near 50/50, of course a good chunk of the voters expressed dissatisfaction with her forgiven verdict. Some are already planning to vote her guilty for trial 3, calling her a “lost cause”. She hasn’t even done any concrete harm yet. Hold the pitchforks until she actually causes harm, please? And what if she *was* voted guilty in trial 2? We’ve been warned that she will continue to deny our judgement. A second guilty verdict won’t make her better either, and then what? She’d be called a “lost cause” as well. There is no winning with her.
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Where do I even start? So first of all she’s an cult child who was physically and mentally abused and tortured by her parents and then (presumably) murdered her mother after her mother killed a cat that she took care of.
Now everyone in Milgram is a murderer but when Amane came and her MV showed her murder and circumstance in an admittedly highly fictionalized depiction of it the audience decided to…repeat the cycle of abuse!
She was voted guilty for the main reason of “teaching her” and helping her “realize that she was abused.” I would like to note that this tough love approach is something her parents utilized against her. “We are only doing this to help you.”
So the audience replicates Amane’s abusers and repeats the cycle of abuse and that’s pretty shitty but it isn’t exactly “Fuck Em Kids” level.
And then Trial 2 happened. Cause Amane is bitter and angry and horrifically traumatized so she acts aggressive and hostile. Especially towards another prisoner.
Now, again, everyone here is a fucking murderer (of atleast could be constructed as one) These people being able to Harm is a core concept of this series.
Yet for some reason it feels like people treat Amane as a “delusional creepy kid who wants to kill people” which completly takes away the nuance of her character. She does have the capacity to harm! Everyone here does! She’s not Uniquly Dangerous! She just has a Reason to be Dangerous. A Reason we GAVE HER by REPEATING THE CYCLE OF ABUSE.
In short: In a series full of Murderers I’m honestly a bit pissed that the 12 year old abuse victim is the one who’s treated like the guy from American Pyscho.
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TL;DR: "We metavoted this abused, indoctrinated child guilty in trial 1, but it didn't work. Now she is a threat to three grown adults: one who is fully free and two whom she has been shown to get along with. Please metavote her guilty again so she will be restrained and unable to attack them, even though that means subjecting her to further psychological torture." Amane Momose is the youngest of ten murderers, prisoners of Milgram who are to be judged innocent (forgiven) or guilty (unforgiven). In the first interrogation (voice drama), she said that what she did was in line with her religion's doctrines. If we judged her the "wrong way", she said she will just deny the verdict. Combining the voice drama and music video, you could piece together that she was raised in a cult and abused, even though she is cheerful and downplays her pain. She never shows *who* she killed, only *why* she did. After the first day of her vote, she was 81% innocent, but this wouldn't last the whole three months. Many people voted her guilty so she would "see her sins", part of the practice commonly known as "metavoting". Her innocent percentage rapidly decreased, and she hit guilty in the last 15 days, finishing at 51% guilty. At the end of the first trial, Jackalope (who is something like a host) went over all the prisoners' verdicts and commented on the general reasoning. When he got to Amane, he *laughed* at the audience for voting that way to make her realize her sins. Trial 2 rolled around, and it was revealed that Amane's victim was her abuser. On day one, she was at 74% innocent. Seems like a cut-and-dry case now, right? Well... in the intermission, two of the prisoners (Fuuta and Mahiru) were badly beaten up and became reliant on the care of Shidou, a doctor. Amane became hostile to Shidou because what he was doing was against her beliefs. She visited all three of them on their birthdays to convince them to change their ways. She seems to be especially close to Fuuta, who is now murmuring about salvation. Guilty prisoners are psychologically tortured, forced to listen to voices that reject their beliefs. Fuuta and Mahiru both say that the mental strain is worse than their physical injuries. But Amane, who also looks worse for wear, was thrown under the bus because she isn't injured and is considered a physical threat to them (never mind that she gets along with them). She's considered a threat to Shidou, a grown man who is twice her size and fully free, while she is partially restricted by the long sleeves in her trial 2 uniform. She might indoctrinate Fuuta even though, in a prison of ten people and one guard, she's the only voice of her cult. Fortunately, she got a break. Her vote was falling at a similar rate to the first trial. But this time, it stabilized at 51% innocent, 12 days before the end of her vote. But there's no way this is over.
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&Team as Yanderes🔪
CW: Cussing by me, yandere content, some suggestive content
A/N: Jo a little special for my girl @luneengene2, also this is not how the members are in real life it’s just fiction, 
WC: 494
Kei- Kei is known for having a calm demeanor, but he does like to be in charge, he has set rules for you and specific punishments. I see him being pretty violent with his punishments, He’s not much of a brat tamer as he wants his princess/prince to be good and obedient, he has a God complex so he wants you to worship him. 
Fuma- So soft yet so so protective, he has a lot of anxiety when it comes to you, you’re just way too innocent and weak for this world he has to be there 24/7 to protect you. Is the type limit what you do, like you’re not allowed to cook or clean in fear you’ll end up hurt. He won’t ever lay a hand on you though, but it can be mentally draining having someone constantly watching you…
Nicholas- HA GOOD FUCKING LUCK, mans a sadist try to tell me other wise, He will punish you when you haven’t even done anything and then gaslight you into thinking you did actually something bad. He loves the look of fear in your eyes and he’s so cocky about it I swear. 
Euijoo- *sighs* the clingy type, poor baby can’t live without you, like Fuma he will be near you 24/7 and has deep routed anxiety when it comes to you. But unlike Fuma it’s because Euijoo sees you as this Goddess and that you’ll leave him at any moment. He is literally obsessed with you and is in constant fear that one day you’ll find someone better than him…
Yuma- So you know how I said good luck with Nicholas? Yeah same thing here, I honestly don’t know which is worst tbh. Yuma just loves seeing you in pain, but he’s more sexual about it. Dude needs to have sex with you everyday just to remind you who you belong too. 
Jo- Stalker, he has stalked you and is right now as we speak. He’s too shy to say anything but he is insanely obsessed over you, like this dude takes photos of you and has a wall dedicated to you, he even broke into your house and stole a few pieces of article of clothing just so he could uh ya know…feel good👁️👁️ 
Harua- Seems innocent at first but honestly I think he’s probably the most dangerous out of all of them. His mood will change ever so slightly depending how you act. Like he will be all lovey dovey with you first but you smiled at the barista today? Suddenly he’s worse than Nicholas and Yuma combined. 
Taki-OMG He’s so hyper about you, probably the most calm and less violent, but he just wants your attention 24/7, he’s like a puppy who needs his owner at all times. He always calls you “mine”, will do anything for you, this mans is just head over hills for you and will even possibly murder someone for you. 
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Our Life Swap AU, my dearest love. Takes place on MC's 21st birthday. Featuring a Cove appearance!
Baxter watched you as you danced with Terri -- well, it was more laughing with the occasional movement rather than dancing at this point, but he understood dancing was what the two of you were going for. The smile that hadn't left his face all night widened as you excitedly threw an arm around Miranda when she approached your little group, looking at her like you hadn't seen her for years even though all she'd done was make a quick trip to the bathroom.
It was your 21st birthday, and you were drunk for the first time. And it was adorable.
To celebrate, he'd made plans for you and your friends to meet up at the little hole-in-the-wall bar on the shopping street. Normally his party planning skewed a little grander, but this venue had been decided on years ago -- when you were kids but old enough to understand the concept of a 21st birthday, you'd made a pact that you'd both celebrate yours there so you'd be home, together, and close to the ice cream stand.
You'd taken him for his birthday in May, and the same company met you then, too. He'd opted not to drink much then, just ordering a couple of cocktails to feel fancy, but you went a different route.
"I still don't understand why you're not dating yet."
Baxter was pulled out of his thoughts by Cove's comment -- one he'd made countless times over the years.
"I don't know what you mean," he said with a smirk, knowing exactly what Cove meant.
Besides you, Cove was Baxter's best friend. They'd met that summer when you were 13, when the elder Mr. Ward decided to take an investment opportunity by going into business with the elder Mr. Holden's already successful but somewhat small shop. They were incredibly different, but they each had things they admired about the other and a bond was formed then.
Cove was the only person Baxter had ever told about his feelings for you.
"Well, maybe calm down with the longing stares if you want to keep pretending you're not in love," Cove suggested.
Baxter wasn't sure how to look at you without longing for you, so instead he just turned his attention to the man next to him. But, as always, it wasn't long until you were pulled back to him.
"BAXTER," you said as you, Terri and Miranda approached the bar where he and Cove were standing. You threw your arms around his waist and snuggled yourself against him, pressing your face against his chest, and he felt you breathe deeply. He brought his arms around you to hold you against him, placing a quick kiss on your head.
Ignoring Terri and Miranda's groans at the display of affection, he asked, "Having fun?"
"Yeah, but I'd have more fun if you danced with me too."'
"This isn't exactly my style of dancing, darling," he laughed. "I'm actually not sure that what you were doing could be called dancing at all."
"Hey," Terri protested. "If you think you can do any better, I'd like to see you try!"
"Terri, he's won dancing competitions and you were literally just bouncing up and down," Miranda pointed out.
Terri argued against this and Miranda started joking around with her. If Baxter had been paying more attention, he would have noted that this was more of the blatant flirting they'd been doing for years now. He would have shot a glance at Cove to communicate something like, "You're going to talk about my feelings being obvious when these two are acting like this?"
But you hadn't moved away from him, and he was becoming more aware of the warmth of your body pressed against his and less aware of everything else in the world.
He'd had one drink when you'd arrived at your request, but then stopped so he could properly attend to you that night. He wouldn't take advantage of you, not ever, but he did appreciate the closeness, and he began idly stroking your back. Against his chest again he felt your soft hum of approval.
He then felt more hums, and it took him a few seconds to realize you were trying to talk.
"You probably need a little more air for that," he laughed, gently turning your chin so that your cheek was pressed against him instead of your entire face.
"I still wanna dance," you said.
Without waiting for his reply, you started moving backwards, still latched onto him. Ever the graceful one, he didn't stumble, instead shuffling along with you as you backed towards the place where you'd just been dancing with Miranda and Terri.
"Clingy, are we?" he asked, not making a move to change that.
"Shut up," you told him, and somehow you managed to nuzzle yourself even closer to him. He smiled, then you started swaying.
You stood there together like that, holding each other tightly enough that maybe it would have hurt a little if you both didn't secretly want it so much, and danced. It wasn't his style of dancing, that was true. There was no fancy footwork, no footwork at all, really.
It was the kind of clumsy dancing you'd done when you were little kids after he'd shown you one of his old black and white movies and you'd wanted to pretend to be in one of your own. The kind that you'd done at your fifth grade Valentine's Day dance, not sure what to do in the dimmed down lights in your school's decorated gym but knowing that you wanted to do it together.
Memories flooded his mind of all those little dances you'd done over the years, the sloppy ones like this and the more elaborate ones after he'd started ballroom dancing and convinced you to be his partner for practice, despite the fact that you didn't know anything about it.
He treasured every one.
After a while, you said, "I wanna go get ice cream now."
Your group of five closed out your tab at the bar, and only when it became necessary -- or actually a little bit after -- did you untangle yourself from Baxter. He held a hand on your back to steady you as he paid, and when it was time to leave and make your way down the street he linked your arm through his.
After you'd all acquired your treats from the ice cream stand, you started walking back to the old neighborhood. You and Baxter were both staying with your parents for the summer -- his parents had moved out of town after he'd graduated high school and he much preferred spending his college holidays with you than with them. Cove had parked his car there and had given rides to Terri and Miranda.
"Did you have a good birthday?" Cove asked, nudging the arm that wasn't in Baxter's grasp.
"Yeah," you answered, nudging him back. "It's not over yet though."
"What's the plan after this?" Miranda said, pointing out that it was getting late and they still had the drive back to the city.
"Baxter has to keep entertaining me," you said, giving his arm a squeeze.
"Have I not done enough?" he asked, pretending to be indignant but always thrilled to be spending more time with you.
Instead of answering, you held your ice cream up to his mouth so he could take a bite. It wasn't a big deal, you always shared, but when he offered you his ice cream sandwich and, instead off taking a bite, you licked up the side of it, gathering the melting bits on your tongue and smiling triumphantly at him, he actually shuddered.
Cove snorted.
When you got back to your parents' house, you stood out front for a minute, saying your goodbyes and making plans to make plans to hang out again. Cove got Terri and Miranda safely seated in his car, then with another smile at you and Baxter, he left.
"So," Baxter said. "What now?"
Looking at you now, he saw that you were starting to get tired. You gave him a sleepy smile, a bit of ice cream on the corner of your mouth. Without thinking, he wiped it off with his thumb and then put his thumb in his own mouth, licking it clean.
You made a noise then, and while he couldn't be positive about what it meant he knew that he'd very much like to hear it again.
"I believe it may be time for sleep," he said, pushing the thought out of his head. "Do you agree?"
"Tuck me in and tell me a story."
He unlocked the door as quietly as possible, noting the house lights were off. Once you'd been ushered in, he locked the door behind him, then took your hand and walked you up the stairs. After he flicked on the light of your bedroom, you promptly went and threw yourself on your bed.
With a chuckle, he closed the door and quickly took your shoes off for you. He pulled up a chair, prepared to tell you a story, but you grunted in protest.
"Use your words," he suggested, but instead, you rolled over, making more space on the bed, and patted the spot next to you.
This gave him pause. It would hardly be the first time you shared a bed over the years, but as you'd gotten older it had gotten harder to be that close to you while still trying to hide his feelings. It wasn't that he wanted to share them, and he certainly wouldn't tonight, but it was almost painful, how much he wanted you. Seeing you laid out before him, brushing up against him in the night as his best friend and nothing more was too difficult.
"It's my birthday," you whined, patting the spot again.
How could he argue with that?
Slipping off his shoes, he climbed in the bed next to you. When you whined again and started squirming, he understood the wordless request and pulled the blankets out from under you both then covered you up.
Much like you had earlier at the bar, you wrapped yourself up in him then. He smiled as he let you get situated -- you put one arm around his waist and then gripped his hip, pulling him closer. Your other hand you tucked by your own chest, but he felt you splay your fingers across his ribs there. You brought one leg closer to lay flat against him, and you threw the other around his own leg. When you were done, he moved his own limbs to comfortably fit around you.
He couldn't help but notice that it was like you wanted every possible part of your bodies to be touching. Which was fine by him -- it was definitely a sentiment he shared.
"Story," you said, and he felt your breath hot against his neck.
Making up silly outlandish stories for you was something he'd done so many times before that he really didn't have to think about it, so he didn't. Weaving some nonsensical tale was almost as easy as breathing at this point, so instead of focusing on his words he focused on how you felt next to him.
In your arms, whether it was a hug or a dance or the occasional cuddle, was where he felt best. He felt warm and cozy and safe and seen and appreciated. He felt loved, and he felt love. He was well traveled, and he'd seen so many beautiful places, but by far, this was his favorite place to be.
When he felt your breathing get steadier and your touch soften, he paused his story, and when you didn't complain, he knew you were asleep. He let out a shaky breath and let himself sink further into you.
Baxter had always had trouble sleeping, and for as long as he could remember, the only way he could coax himself into sleep was by daydreaming. He'd picture himself somewhere nice, in some beautiful situation, and most nights he'd be able to drift off this way. But almost every night, you were front and center in those daydreams.
Now that you were here with him, he took the chance to look at you as best he could. He saw the top of your pretty head, your shoulders bare in your birthday outfit. He saw your back slightly curved by the way you'd attached yourself to him, and your hips under the blankets. He started fantasizing.
Not about anything lewd -- he did allow his thoughts to drift there on rare occasions, but not tonight. Tonight he thought about what it would be like to be with you like this always. He imagined his only bed being one he shared with you, a place where he could hold you like this as much as he wanted, and that he was confident enough to tell you how deeply he was in love with you, and you loved him back just as intensely.
As he thought about all of this, he felt sleep start to take him. Before it could, he willed himself to remember this exact moment and the sheer perfection of it.
He knew that the next morning, he'd be left without your warmth. He wanted to hold onto it for as long as he could.
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little-lily-w · 11 months
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This can be triggering.
Caged. That’s how you felt and how you half-literally were. The luxurious living room of his mansion wasn’t as big when your freedom had been taken away and every door that would allow you to go into any other space had been shut and locked. Your feet were nervously walking from one side of the room to the other creating the same pattern over and over again as your mind raced. You had to escape. You had to reunite with your father before it was too late. The marquis had kidnapped you in order to extort your father’s favor for a job, one so dangerous that the big man couldn’t handle himself. And, in all honesty, he hadn’t been the one to get his hands dirty. No, his men did the job for him when snatching you and bringing you to this ‘palace’. You thought that maybe, just maybe, you wouldn’t have the disgust of facing him but little you knew how well informed of a man he was. No detail escaped him. Pictures, personal data about yourself, every single ounce of your privacy had been delivered to his grip and this was just the beginning. Piquing his interest wasn’t in your plans and certainly not in your favor. When all you were was a tiger roaring for an escape route, you didn’t take into account that wild animals don’t really make the best decisions.
You heard the key on one of the doors in front of you and you stopped in your tracks, watchful. You expected more men with guns and black suits but instead, the rush of new air brought a tall figure dressed in an off white old fashioned suit, presumably as expensive as any ordinary car. Your chest raised and fell unwillingly as he walked into the room and his eyes observed you vaguely from the distance. You could tell he was doing a bit of effort not to scan you from head to toe. Yet. Instead, he went to the long table at his side where food had been seating for the time you’ve been there, most of them cakes and desserts.
“Didn’t touch anything”, he commented with that French accent, the low air in his voice gave you chills and the short dress you had on didn’t help at all “You think it’s poisoned?”. He gave you a side eye, a smirk appearing in the visible half of his face.
Your brain was trying to process the situation, hard to recognize it as a threat when the man in front of you was so composed.
“H-What is this? I demand to get back to my father, now!”, your loud voice made him furrow his brows as if he was trying to avoid a headache.
“I’m afraid that’s not possible, ma petite”, the marquis slid his fingertip down the cream on top of a lemon pie and brought it to his mouth to taste it, humming to himself at the sweet taste before turning to face you fully, his back and hands resting against the table.
“Bullshit! You are the one behind this. You are extorting my father keeping me here. Let me go. Now!”
The marquis inhaled deeply and let the air out through his nose very slowly. You could tell his eyes were now more focused but not precisely on your own. He was looking right into the center of your chest, enough for you to hesitate if he was enjoying your cleavage or examining the vulnerable points in your neck.
“Your father just needs to finish the job he’s been asked to do. After that, you’ll be safe and sound back home. When? Well, it depends on how great his skills are. It could take days, weeks even months. So I suggest you…”, one of his hands moved sarcastically as if he was showing off the place, “...get comfortable.”
“You are sentencing my father to death and I won’t allow that. If you so want this task to be done, why don’t you do it yourself? Are you that much of a coward that you don’t dare take any risks?”
That was when the mocking hand went back to join the other one on the table to grip tightly. His knuckles tensed and by the time his eyes moved up from your throat to fix on yours, you realized it’d been a mistake. Truth of the matter was that you didn’t really know him and your anger and worry over your dad and being held hostage had sent you into a spiral of adrenaline, activating the fight mode. Now it was time for the flight one.
You made a step backwards and that seemed to do the trick for him because the marquis did another one towards you. Turning from tiger to prey was quite quicker than you’d have imagined and realizing that cold-blooded man kept advancing, you ended up walking backwards till your hips reached another large table with desserts. You threw a look at it as your eyes fought between examining your way out and keeping watch on the hunter. It wouldn’t take much to keep moving to another side of the room but with all doors locked, he could easily sprint and catch you.
“Stop…”, you told him, your voice now weaker. It was unnerving to have him closing the distance so slowly and at the same time, so silent. As you looked at the table once more, you found the handle of a cake knife resting next to a tray. You picked it up immediately, raising it in the air. It wasn’t too sharp but the blade was long enough to make you believe (or hope) that it was a good weapon – “Stop!”, you told him again, now raising your voice, using the knife extended forwards not to have him coming any closer.
The marquis paused two meters before you, watching your wrist shaking in the air. “You don’t know how to use that. Your father’s always kept you aside from this world. Lay the weapon down, ma petite.”
“Fuck you! Give me the keys! Let me go!”
“Even if I did so, how far do you think you’ll get before one of my men catches you? They won’t be… gentle”, he said, his tongue licking his bottom lip briefly as if he was talking about his intentions towards you. “Trust me, your best option is to drop the weapon, ma petite.”
“Stop calling me that! I’m nothing yours and I’m not petite!”
“You sure aren’t”, his smirk appeared again, this time going along with a soft chuckle.
You wanted to slap him in the face because using the knife was actually intimidating, especially when realizing you were in fact very small compared to him but that made you wonder why he didn’t close the distance and tried to snatch the weapon off of your hand. Instead, he turned around, walking to the center of the living room to take a sit on the couch, relaxing himself against the backrest but still with his eyes on you. You didn’t understand and your head started to feel heavy.
“Let me go”, you told him, this time sounding more as pleading and you pinched the space between your eyebrows, trying not to lose focus on his figure.
“You have three options, ma petite. One is staying there, the other one is trying to kill me and the third one is dropping the knife, coming here and sitting next to me to better discuss the terms of your stay and your disrespect.”
Your free hand went to the table to grip it as your busy arm weakened and lost the muscle strength to keep the weapon pointing forwards.
“All of them come with consequences. But of all three, I suggest you take the last one. And quickly.”, and those were the last words he let out before he turned his attention towards the pocket watch in his suit.
23 more seconds. It only took 23 more seconds for you to go limp and collapse hard against the floor. He observed you from the couch, letting time go by on purpose before standing up and walking towards you again. Using a white handkerchief from another pocket, he got a hold on the knife, removing it from your relaxed palm and setting it aside. He examined you coldly but deeply, tracing his bare fingertips over a red bruise on your arm that was born after the impact.
“Consequences, ma petite. We’ve got a lot to discuss.”
Standing straight again, he unlocked one of the doors and signed the men guarding outside with a snap of his fingers.
“Bedroom”, he ordered them as they lifted your body and carried you away.
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punkeropercyjackson · 4 months
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I truly believe that i never would've cared about the Batfam long enough to stick around the fandom til now and plan to stay as long as i can if they were like what fanon stans want them to be canonically.Jason is unironically one of the love's of my life as a selfshipper who started reading comics because of him but i detest the 'better' version of him they've created and same goes for the rest of the Bats and all the non-Bats they've ruined to prop them up
No,i don't want to hear about a white man adopting kids just because they have blue eyes and canonical good parents being bashed or killed off so he can replace them.No,i don't think it's right to reduce one of the most iconic and influencel character's in comics history to a chronically happy dumbass manchild who's obsessed with his looks and sex and as an irl eldest sibling i feel personally insulted by what they've done to Dick because they don't know how siblinghood works.No,i don't like that Tim is always either getting demonized and called a bigot and abuser and 'incel' for being a realistic teenage boy constantly dealing with nonstop bullshit thrown at him in addition to already having childhood trauma or woobified and bamfified into a white male power fantasy-Often coupled with sexualization which is just plain horrifying because he's a fucking toddler.No,i don't feel taking an extremely rough and tough and canonically uncomfortable with society's ideas of femininity and what should be romance chinese girl and literally silencing her wants by erasing that she learned how to talk and how even before that she had major attitude and not only feminizing her but having the audacity to not even make her feminine in a chinese way and instead go the white girl femininity route
No,i don't enjoy seeing a brown arab boy who's already a victim of islamophobic stereotypes in canon have even more added onto it by adultifying him either for bashing or simping and even fucking animalizing him so the white boys he's shipped with can 'domesticate'(an actual term i've seen used for him multiple times)him.No,i don't care that Jason being an angry goth asshole and morally gray is hot to you so you decided to erase his canonical trauma response of not being open to dating or sex unless it's with someone he's super close to due to how much hurt he's been through because you see traumatized men as a fetish instead of people and think you're not being ableist because you're a cis woman.No,i don't think i'm being 'too mean' by insulting and saying i fucking hate people who leave out the ONE black Batkid we've ever gotten in all almost 100 years of Batman comics for no real reason yet inserting the blonde white girl who's not even Bruce's daughter in any way because she DATED HIS SON and is basically dating his actual daughter now while doing it in the most mid fanarts and headcanons imaginable and when he's literally everything they love in white boy protagonists from other medias but they refuse to relate to autistic and queer black kids of any kind
I hope everybody who popuralized it back when the fandom was starting out rots and you're foul as hell if you perpetuate it too,i'm 10000000% serious from the bottom of my heart
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Candy shop au
One slow evening Danny was standing behind the counter bored out of his mind. He had a few customers here and there throughout the day. He looks up as the Joker of all people step into the shop with a gun at the ready. He was planning to take everyone currently in the store hostage. That is until Danny vaulted the counter, charged at him, and body checked him to the floor. Danny grabs the discarded gun and snaps it in half. His eyes blazing green. The Joker was going to say something but the next thing he knew he was being picked up by the his shirt and literally thrown from the store. "If you ever come in here again I will take your gun and shove it so far up your ass it will never see the light of day again!" Danny snarled at the Joker revealing fangs. The next day there's a no clowns sign in the window
Hm. You know, I honestly don’t think this is in character for Danny. My man would not do that, especially on a slow day. Even if it was just Danny in the store at the time, he wouldn’t be so overtly aggressive. I dunno, that’s just one of my pet peeves when people write Danny, making him act far more aggressive than he would normally act.
Danny, being bored and probably very tired by being so bored, just yawns and says “Dude, just buy some of the candy from my shop and you can like, poison the Bat Family. Or normal people,” Danny points to candy for the dead and such section, “and you can use those candies-“ he points to the blood blossom candies, “-to poison any magic users or whatever. Just try not to poison yourself if you’ve died before or something.”
And the Joker says he can pay with an IOU but Danny Is Not Having It and says that if he doesn’t buy some candy-and/or soda-he can get his ass out of here. Surprisingly, the Joker does buy some candy and soda, two of everything, and Danny glares at him hard enough that he gets a 10 dollar tip. The Joker isn’t scared of him-not yet-but thinks that this would be way funnier than holding some randos hostage.
Outside of the Candy Shop, Joker is eating one of the ecto-infused lollipops in one hand and has a bag of candy and soda in the other, when the Red Hood shows up, very angry and very willing to beat the shit out of Joker.
To both of their surprise, Joker is somewhat stronger, more agile, and is proving a somewhat decent match up against Red Hood. Joker is very ecstatic about his newfound abilities, but takes the smart route of getting the hell out of here before they wear off.
Red Hood bursts into the candy shop, very concerned for the owners well being. And Danny looks pale as a sheet, the weight of what he’s just done washing over him. Red Hood is very angry with him, but says that Danny won’t get any jail time if he helps out the Batfam with this. Somewhat reluctantly, Danny agrees.
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sachikoii · 14 days
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My thoughts on what year ikevil is set
I just finished Harrison's route a few days ago so I wanted to share some of my thoughts 👀
THIS IS JUST A POST FOR FUN 🥺
SPOILERS AHEAD (just in case)
The premise of Ikemen Villain is that you are living in 19th century London. Crown works for the Queen. This would have to refer to the only female British monarch in that century, Queen Victoria, who reigned from 1837-1901 aka the Victorian era.
I think most people know by now that Arthur Conan Doyle (the non-vampire version) makes an appearance in Harrison's route. Harrison's day job is being an editor and he's also a big fan of mystery novels. He mentions enjoying Conan Doyle's novels and being excited for new releases.
Sherlock Holmes is also mentioned a few times in his route, and not just by Harrison. MC also references Watson (wish I had the screenshot for this, it was in the middle of Harrison's route 🥲). We can assume at this point that Sherlock Holmes has reached enough mainstream popularity as even regular, literate folk like MC vaguely know the characters.
Sherlock Holmes made his first appearance in 1887, meaning our setting is already quite late in the Victorian era. He became increasingly popular after having his short stories published in a magazine, beginning in 1891.
To add to this, Liam mentions Alice's Adventures in Wonderland (William's route, Chapter 2) and specifically says it is "a story released a few decades ago". That book was published in 1865. A few is usually considered to be 2 or more, confirming again that it is late in the 1800s (at least 1885).
Therefore, Ikevil takes place between 1891-1899. Of course, this assumes the timeline matches our timeline and it isn't in an alternate universe where things we know from history are sprinkled in here and there haha wouldn't that be funny 🙂
Honestly though, I do know that Cybird hasn't always been the most accurate when it comes to historical events (I wouldn't really expect that of them either). I just think it's fun to imagine that Ikevil and Ikevamp could be happening in the same universe ☺️ I would love to see a crossover event (I know there's one with Harrison and Arthur my two favs)
Let me know if you have a different perspective! I'm so curious if they added any other historical references in other routes. I just started William's and haven't done Liam's yet.
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