#but could've been worse xD

[kira-quartz]

JOSEPH WHEELER WHAT DID YOU DO

#joey wheeler #katsuya jonouchi #kira's ygo simverse #I mean... it could've been worse. #Could've been Valon XD. #I've never actually played his household properly but would *that* stop him? #Probably not.

[heartxshaped-bruises]

SEND ME ⚜ AND I’LL PUT MY iTUNES OR SPOTIFY ON SHUFFLE !!

    @brokenblondeprincess​​​​: ❛❛⚜ (pick some pairing as you wish)❜❜

                               ✧･ﾟ  𝐀𝐍𝐒𝐖𝐄𝐑𝐄𝐃.

✧･ﾟ  𝐋𝐔𝐂𝐈𝐋𝐋𝐄 & 𝐃𝐀𝐕𝐄𝐘

► FIRST MEETING: Can We Stay Like This (Acoustic) // Moose Blood ► GETTING TO KNOW EACH OTHER: Not Dead Yet // Lord Huron ► ESCORTING THEM BACK HOME: Infinite // The Dangerous Summer ► LONGING: Tell Me // Johnny Jewel ft. Saoirse Ronan ► GOING TO A PARTY TOGETHER: beetlejuicebeetlebuicebeetlejuice // Life After Youth ► DEFENDING THEM IN A FIGHT: Teenagers // My Chemical Romance ► CONFESSING THEIR FEELINGS: Dancing On My Own (Cover) // Kings Of Leon ► SHARING A ROMANTIC // FRIENDSHIPPY MOMENT: Maps // The Front Bottoms ► A TRAGIC TURNPOINT: Sunspots // The White Noise ► HEATED ARGUMENT: If It Means A Lot To You // A Day To Remember ► GOODBYES: Obsessions // MARINA  ► CHANGE OF MINDS: Get Up // Mother Mother ► THE FINAL BATTLE: Death // White Lies ► REUNION:  Wait It Out // Imogen Heap ► HAPPY ENDING: America’s Sweetheart // Elle King

#[ answered ] #★ “ɪᴛ'ꜱ ᴀ ᴅᴀᴍɴ ᴄᴏʟᴅ ɴɪɢʜᴛ” | ᴅᴀᴠᴇʏ && ʟᴜᴄɪʟʟᴇ #[ went with those two bc it's davey's month <3 ] #[ my muse for him is very present ] #[ also these are not too terrible ] #[ could've been worse xD ]

[phoenixduelist]

She's a 10 but she's deeply emotionally traumatized BUT she'll hold you close and never let go if you endear yourself to her

She's a 10 but...

Maybe

#🪴 nebula gaster / flora 🌺 | medicine or poison; it only depends on the dosage #could've been worse tho XD

[altraviolet]

TEG corrections- lessons learned!

I've completed editing the printed copy of The Echo Garden and am now embarking on the slow, painful journey of correcting the typesetting file. (Correcting AO3 is going to be even worse... ugh) Most of my TEG edits could've been easily avoided if I had known some grammar/advice stuff, so I'll pass what I learned on to you:

✦ how em dashes work. This long line — is punctuation you use for several things, but here specifically I'm referring to when dialogue is interrupted by action. Ex:

"Aquafend told me all about those"—Powerflash waved the gun at Soundwave's torso—"things of yours. You keep those inside!"

✦ capitalize the first word in dialogue after a comma. Ex:

Ratchet said, "What is the problem?"

✦ homophone or really similar word mix ups. The three I had trouble with:

rein vs reign (specifically, 'free rein' is correct, not 'free reign') reticule vs reticle (reticules are little purses. reticles are the dashes in Perceptor's special eyepiece and the circle thingies on SW's HUD) poured vs pored (specifically, 'pored over data pads' is correct, not 'poured over')

✦ establishing internal rules to keep things consistent. Unlike the above, these are things that don't have formal rules, but that I didn't firmly establish in my mind until after I'd done them several ways, so now I have to go back and correct/align them. I've bolded the choice for the final, corrected version in the examples below:

NeoCybex vs Neocybex 2938-Mirage vs 2938 Mirage .:grammar rules for how comms work. First word of the first sentence isn't capitalized purposefully:. alt-dimensioners vs alt dimensioners Movie Night vs movie night Security Team vs security team

And more...

I have to correct soooo many things over soooo many words xD But! I did, indeed, learn all the above lessons and don't anticipate making them again in the future :)

Also, if anyone's curious, my edits will be 99% grammar/consistency issues, as discussed above, and 1% for clarity. By clarity I mean:

-there are a few places where I've found a word that works better for the sentence, so those have been changed ("completed" changed to "developed," because that is the feeling I had meant to convey, and that word works better, for example)

-there are a few superfluous sentences I'm removing

-nudging a few sentences to make them easier to read (instead of splitting up a sentence with a lengthy italicized chonk in the middle of it, moving the unitalicized piece all up front so it's no longer split)

There won't be any changes to plot or anything major like that. There are many places where I've noted, "Oh, I could change THIS and it would be better!" but I've resisted haha. I want the fic to stand as a record of my ability at the time I did it, minus the literal grammar mistakes above, and plus the few minor changes for greater clarity.

#echo garden related #writing advice #I was shocked to learn freaking poured vs pored and reign vs rein #like dammit #how did I get this damn old and not learn that correctly #oh well #at least now I know for the future! #and so do you :)

[bygiornogiovanna]

Yandere! Jojo's x GN! Reader (Headcanons)

What's their reaction to catching their darling mid-escaping?

not proofread!!

tw: yandere behavior, mentions: of blood, kidnapping and punishments.

featuring: jonathan, part2 joseph, jotaro, josuke, giorno and jolyne

"Come on! Work already!" You cried out, hitting the window with your fist for the nth time while trying to open it with a pin. For fuck's sake, why did this work only in movies?

"Yes! Finally!" You quietly celebrated when you managed to unlock the window. You had two more hours until he/she came home so it was enough time to get back in the city if you ran. As you started to climb the window's sill so you could jump out, you felt a firm grip on your hand.

Jonathan

He got home earlier today since he wanted to make you a surprise. You had been so good to him in the past few weeks so he figured you deserved a gift;

Jonathan bought you your favorite ice cream, told the maids to cook your favorite meal before he got home and he bought you a bouquet of roses;

He happily went into your room, only to be met by you surprising him. In an unpleasant way.

The man had a lot of questions, like how did you open the window? Where were you going? What are you doing?, but he saved them for later.

He hurried to get behind you, catching your wrist and pulling you into a tight hug.

A small cry escaped your throat when your plan failed again. You were so close.

"Darling, what were you thinking?! You could've hurt yourself!"

Ngl, I think Jonathan would cry too after he realised you were trying to leave him. (I had to put that gif xd)

Joseph

He got out of the shower, humming happily as he was going to surprise you by coming home earlier.;

He heard a stressed-out "Come on! Work already!" from your room, so he got curious. Maybe you were watching a movie and he wanted to join you. Or maybe you needed help opening something;

However, Joseph did not expect to see you trying to get out of the window;

Anger took over him immediately so he went behind you, grabbing your wrist and yanking you on the floor.

Who were you to think that you could defy him like this? He was Joseph Joestar!

He got over you, pinning your hands to the ground. He hated when people defied him and this was even worse than that.

A whimper left your mouth when you realized his huge figure was over you, biting your lip in fear;

"And your next line will be, why are you home this early?"

Jotaro

He got home earlier than expected since his shift was cut off because of some technical issues. He wasn't complaining since that meant more time spent with you;

As soon as Jotaro came home, he went straight to your room, wanting your daily hug;

What he didn't want was to see you hoped on the window, wanting to jump out. Jotaro felt anger flooding his senses at that sight, immediately coming behind you and grabbing your hand;

His grip was deadly, as the look he shot you. Anger was an understatement;

Jotaro wasn't a man who accepted mistakes or disobedience and he most likely won't accept the fact that you wanted to escape from him;

He threw you on the bed facing the window and stood in front of you with a stern look on his face;

"Never try to do this again or I promise I'm going to break every single bone in your body"

Josuke

Josuke wanted to take you on a date after he finished work so he called you on the house's phone. When you didn't answer for five times, he got worried;

The boy sprinted home, his excuse being an emergency at home. Well, not really an excuse, what if something happend to you?

He called your name once, twice, but again you didn't answer, being too concentrated on trying to open the window;

He entered your room and what he saw made him confused at first. Why were you climbing the window? Oh..?

Oh. Josuke immediately ran to you, grabbing your wrist.

He tried to contain his anger, but the glare he gave you wasn't a kind one either;

You froze when you felt his touch on your wrist, slowly turning to him;

"I wanted to take you on a date, but it seems you decided to change the plans."

Giorno

Current mood: disappointed but not surprised.

Giorno entered when you were still struggling to open the window, leaning against the closed door;

His meeting ended a lot earlier than expected and he wanted to spend time with you, maybe even take you outside since you've been good.

Even though that raised suspicious thoughts in his head, he didn't think you would actually do something;

When he saw that you didn't even look back to reassure yourself that you wouldn't be caught, just desperate to jump off that damned window, he went behind you and grabbed your wrist;

"H-Hi Giorno..." You whispered, not knowing what else to say. Your body started involuntary shaking, swearing at yourself that you weren't more careful.

You wanted to say something else after the chilling silence you were met with, but you shut your mouth when you turned around and saw the icy glare he was giving you;

"We are going to have a long night togheter, my dear."

Jolyne

Jolyne came home singing and dancing around the house. She had a surprise for you and she really hoped you liked it;

The girl went in full rage mode when she entered in your room with a bag full of gifts and she saw you climbing the window;

At first, she called your name angrily, but it seemed like you either didn't hear her or you ignored her. Which, of course, made her even more angry;

She grabbed your wrist and forcefully turned her to you, caging you between her body and her arms.

The girl knew that if she didn't wrap her hands round you, you would jump out that window;

"J-Jolyne!" You squeaked, shocked to see her. She clicked her tounge annoyed at your behavior so she moved one of her hands to your throat;

"Try leaving again and I'll fucking kill you. Don't try me, Y/N"

#jjba x you #jojo x reader #jjba x reader #jjba headcanons #giorno giovanna #yandere themes #jjba giorno #giorno x reader #josuke x reader #yandere josuke x reader #yandere josuke #jolyne x reader #jotaro and jolyne #jotaro x reader #josuke headcanons #jotaro headcanons #jjba hcs #joseph x reader #jonathan joestar #jonathan x reader #yandere jolyne #yandere jojo's bizarre adventure

[tippystreasurebox]

For better or worse

[Ao3]

Summary:

One-shot cause I really needed to write something XD

Gordon can't catch a break, but at least he has someone ready to pull him out of the fire.

Grit dug into his cheek as he lay across the asphalt, the burn of it raking across his skin not nearly as painful as the searing heat on his back. Head pounding, Gordon tried to push himself up from the torturous road, the need to reorient himself overshadowing the ringing of his ears and blurring of watery vision.

"Pen-" came out choked from smoke hanging in the air. She'd been right in front of him, but now he couldn't find her and that sent new waves of terror through his chest.

Gordon made it to his knees when hands grabbed his shoulders from behind, fingers wrapping into the fabric of his ruined shirt to guide him to his feet. He didn't have a chance to turn before he was led farther from the fiery wreckage. The heat difference was almost immediate as he was moved to the safety of another vehicle and he collapsed onto his rear to sit against the cool metal.

"Gordon?" Penelope's voice sent bright amber eyes wide as Gordon found her crouching in front of him.

"Pen!" Instinctively, his hand reached out to cradle her face, the image of red trickling past her ear catching his breath. "You okay?"

"Just fine, darling," she smiled, leaning into his touch. "You took most of the blast, I'm afraid."

The blast had been their rental car, one Gordon had greatly enjoyed driving up until getting in after the gala and hearing an ominous click. With his head clearing, he leaned over, peering around their cover to see the vehicle in flames. Wincing, the aquanaut turned back to the woman who'd pulled him far enough away before the bomb had detonated. "That was pretty close, huh?"

"Too close." Penelope took his improving state as a sign to join him against the car, leaning into his side as he wrapped an arm around her. "I'm sorry. I should've checked."

"No reason to check, you're not on assignment, remember?" Gordon placed a kiss on top of her disheveled curls. "Honeymoons don't usually come with assassination attempt warnings."

The cry of sirens in the distance was a welcome comfort as they both recognized the danger of a potential assassin still lurking, waiting to ensure the job was done. If someone was out there, though, Gordon doubted they would try again with the authorities on the way. The sound of a ship stealthily landing on a cleared area of the parking lot solidified that idea. Kayo emerged moments later, a med kit bumping against the aquanaut's leg as she assessed the situation.

"That was quick," Gordon teased as a wad of gauze pressed into his cheek. "Ow."

"Happened to be in the area," Kayo offered with a telling smile. She was there extra security - secret extra security apparently, but he wasn't about to complain. "Wish I could've been here sooner."

As he was encouraged to lean forward so she could examine his back, Gordon found himself wishing the same. Penelope's fingers interlacing with his own drew his attention away from those thoughts and he returned a gentle squeeze. Being a little singed was okay as long as they made it through the ordeal alive.

"Hey, it's our honeymoon," Gordon grinned. "Things are supposed to get hot."

And the subtle laughter from the woman in his arms was worth the body aches.

#thunderbirds #thunderbirds are go #gordon tracy #lady penelope #penelope creighton ward #pen and ink #pen&ink #whump

[laufire]

with my 2024 wip list locked and loaded (under the cut).

send me “spoiler!” + a number from 1 to 25 and ill give u a vague spoiler abt a story im writing

1001 nights. Thanks to Batman: The Cult, Jason must know how to deprogram someone. In The Man Who Stopped Laughing, he discovers that Joker goes around brainwashing people into Joker-lites. Do the math.

5 times dick and zatana fooled around on dick's birthday and 1 time they didn't. What it says. I consider it part of the same continuity as my longer Young Justice WIP.

aditf: jason survives. I came up with this one before the fauximile, and it doesn't follow that. It'll focus on Jason's recovery and asks questions about what his survival would have changed in Batman comics as a whole, going forward.

amnesiac!jason. Circa new-earth, before Damian entered the picture. Jason faced something that broke his psyche and, while it was getting fixed, Bruce took creative licenses. Now Jason lives a "normal" life, starting college, working... but something is clearly WRONG. I swear I came up with this story before Gotham War xD, but there were some eerie parallels that jumpted at me as I read lol.

batwoman / robin: 2.0. AU of Batwoman's third season. Upon the realisation that a lot of what instantly appealed to me about batwoman!Ryan is similar to what appeals to me about robin!Jason, I decided to sit down and write about it. And I took advantage of it to tackle some changes I really didn't like in s3.

caretaker red hood (prev. bloodsharing wip). I read that at least in some comics it's been said that Jason (and Bruce, but that's less relevant) is 0-. I engineered a situation where the (still masked) Red Hood had to give a blood transfusion on the field to Bruce, and to take care of his injuries.

cass & jason: street kids. Cass makes it to Gotham a bit earlier, wandering the city, homeless. Just around the time a catatonic Jason is around, sharing his food with other homeless people. And just in time for her to intervene when people try to take Jason away.

convergence + incorporated: hold my beer (brand new!). Takes the end of the new earth timeline and puts Jason & Bruce on a difference direction, taking inspiration from Convergence: Batman and Robin, the basic premise of Batman Incorporated, and explores how Bruce killing Darkseid could've affected things.

damon and elena: marriage of doom. the quieter horror that I think Elena and Damon's marriage would inevitably be (especially in an universe where Damon put his money where his mouth was re: alienating others, and he killed Jeremy instead of Tyler).

dc vs. vampires, re-imagined. I read the first volume of that story and I was... disappointed. I decided to do my own spin on it: more character focused, less about the JL/saving the world~~ shenanigans. And obviously, Jason lives xD (well. Technically).

desperate housewives/spn crossover. all based on a dream I had where Tom Scavo was brutally killed by some monster and the late-seasons spn team came to infiltrate the suburbs and investigate LOL.

gotham: bruce plots a murder. Future fic set on the Fox show, about how that Bruce might react to Valeska killing Jason. The title sounds tongue-in-cheek but this is very angsty I swear.

gotham war: everything gets worse. Exactly that xD. I took what happened to Jason in GW seriously and poured more angst over it. What if he got hurt in some incurable way that meant he'd need to change his life going forward? What if he couldn't bring himself to save the child in Catwoman #57? What if the Joker did something much worse to "cure" him? And so on and so forth.

rogue green lantern!Jason. Someone on reddit joked about how, if Jason "overcame great fear" during Gotham War, he could get a ring. I don't think he'd join the Corps, but he would also not renounce to such power coming at a time of such vulnerability either.

immortal!Jason. It's basically canon that new earth!Jason came back from things that should have killed him with no explanation. So what if he can resurrect, over and over? This is about each of the Bats finding out about it.

orpheus!jayeddie. Jason finds out that Kid/Red Devil, his only peer from back in the day, got his soul sent to Hell.

jason + joker’s last laugh. Jason finds out about what happened in that arc (Dick beating the Joker to death, Bruce resucitating him). It only makes things worse.

jason’s journals. AU of War Games. Steph survives and is recovering in the Manor. There, she finds some old journals, written by the mysterious second Robin... and she, Tim, and Cass start to unravel the stories they'd been told about Jason vs. what he wrote himself. Just in time for the Red Hood to come into town.

jason’s new rules. Jason takes a victim's death really hard and reevaluates. Set on some amalgam of the main continuity, post-Alfred's death.

journalist!dick. Prompted by a tumblr post discusing how he could've gotten inspired to be an investigative journalist (thanks to Clark & Lois!). It takes things from Nightwing & Batman comics, and from the UTRH animated film, twisting some things around (for example, in this world Batman never took another sidekick after Jason's death, so Cass, Steph, and Tim's stories go differently).

kidnapping wip. Also inspired by a weird dream. Bruce manages to snatch Jason at the end of UTRH, takes him to the Manor to heal, and decides to try a little Stockholm syndrome. I also came up with this one before Gotham War xD

outlaws vs. justice league: simulation. If you haven't read the "Red Hood: Outlaws" webtoon, the premise is that Jason, Artemis, and Bizarro are made the new JL for a provation period... and then it's revealed they'd been put in a simulation without their consent (a simulation where they showed more compassion to some of the "criminals" they meant to hunt than the JL did). Then the webtoon did nothing with that, which really disappointed me. So I ran with it instead.

prison break: robins. Jason is facing the death penalty (for something he 100% did, lbr). Dick can't take it and puts himself in the same prison.

time travel: robin jason. You know all those AUs where robin!Jason suddenly appears on the present, and everyone has to deal with all the angst that brings? I want to do my own take on that. Lots of Jason & Jason bonding.

young justice: FÉNIX. In which I do what I've wanted to for years and write THEE yj!Jason-centric fic that's been so clear in my head. Featuring a lot of Jason & Damian, Jason & Bats reuniting, and tons of secret identity shenanigans.

#all of them are about detective comics comics (+ some other dc properties) #minus the two that specify they're about the vampire diaries and a cracky desperate housewives/supernatural crossover lol #talking to the void #ask meme #writing woes

[nieves-de-sugui]

BL/QL Ask Game : The Ugly, the Bad and the Worst

Thank yo to @waitmyturtles for the tag!! I love these games. I'll try to be nice ❤

Worst soundtrack / weirdest song choice in a BL I do not pay enough attention to music in the show that I watch to be able to answer this question. But I guess it would be that time they used the german national anthem in a show? I can't remember which but it was so random xD

Most cringe-inducing line (cute) Holy guacamole.

Most cringe-inducing line (actually bad) My brain does me the favor of erasing these inmediately from my memory. But I'm pretty sure there have been a few recently. Anything relating to "little me"s in BL makes me cringe.

Most stupid decision made by a character Since I can't rememeber well bad stuff from plots of past shows I'm gonna try to recall the last few I was watching. Mmmmm. For Jaab to kiss Jane and then never adress it properly

Worst plot line Either the amnesia in Minato's Laundromat or the fight between Punn and Ashi in Be Mine Superstar

The most problematic show you've watched TharnType? I feel like there's been worse but I can't remember if I watched them or not...

A show people love but you find bad I generally agree with the mainstream consensus. It is very rare for me to dislike something that is generally liked. Oh I know! About Youth.

A show people find bad but you will defend Utsukushii Kare. It might not be the most unpopular but I've seen a lot of people not being able to enjoy it and I will defend it until I die

A show that is just objectively bad but you enjoyed it Dangerous Romance. It hasn't ended, I know. It's not amazing, it could've been better, it was false advertisement, but I'm enjoying it a lot :)

A bad show that you kept watching because you were intrigued/fascinated Future the series. Morbid curiosity is what we should call it

A bad show that you kept watching because you were horny Wedding Plan xD

A bad show that you kept watching because of that one character Remember me...

A bad show that you would still recommend My day xD It's hilarious

The character that ruined a show the most The main guy in Future the series. I couldn't, how tf did I watch that?

Most awful character that you hated The fucking ex in Mr Cinderella

Most awful character that you loved Aoey in Lovely Writer

A character that wasn't awful but that you just don't like Jaab in Step by Step

A hero that should have been a villain I can't think of any

A morally bad character you're into Ray

A morally bad character you're not into and you wish people would stop being into Don't kill me but... Boston. Like, yeah I love what he's doing as a character and all that but I'm not particularly liking him too much xD

The show that disappointed you the most MODC. No show has wrecked me like that so unpromptedly ever before and since

The Worst Show of Them All Because of Your Own Reasons I don't think I have a worst one, I generally move on when I don't like a show. But if I had to chose I guess What The Duck?

Tag time! Let's get to know people! @aspaceformyself @xagan @cangse-sanren @dribs-and-drabbles @emotionallychargedtowel @mikuni14 @troubled-mind @wanderlust-in-my-soul and whoever wants to do it :)

#tag game #fun stuff

[queenofbaws]

For the behind-the-scenes fic asks, could I get 12, 24, and 25 for The Almosts pretty please? I'm so insanely curious

heheheh aw man, any chance i get to rant and rave about t(a), you KNOW i'm gonna take it!! ;)c

12. Was there a scene you wished you could have included? Why didn't it fit in?

mmmmmmmmm this one's tricky. i wouldn't say there were any scenes that i wished hadn't ended up on the cutting room floor in the end (as the wordcount will attest, pffffft), but there are definitely some that i had sort of imagined going differently when first planning/setting about writing, and that ended up significantly different when all was said and done.

the two that come most readily to mind are: (1) the whole reason i had sam's dad scott be an er nurse was because i fully intended on him being the one letting her know about josh's hospitalization, and then there being a very, very awkward confrontation with chris about it later; and (2) the fight in ch17 was actually going to be, uhhhhhh worse, hahahaha. in the end, i decided i wasn't really feeling the direction of those decisions, and so ended up changing them. i for sure wouldn't say i regret that, though, or that i wish i'd stuck with my original plan, but i do think they could've changed the overall vibe of the story significantly.

EDIT: I AM A FOOL! THERE WAS A SCENE I WISH I COULD'VE INCLUDED, AND THAT WAS SAM AND ASHLEY GOING FULL PARENT TRAP ON THEIR PARENTS TO GET THEM TO DATE SDKLFJLKSJDFKLJSDF hahahaha, not exactly an important part of the story, nor a necessary one, but........i had plans for scott giddings and jamie brown, oh yes i did. oh yes i did. hehe.

24. Did you write every scene in order? What was the first scene you wrote, and what was the last?

god no, oh jesus, oh no. nonononono. i am like, pathologically incapable of writing things in order. i WISH i had that sort of discipline, my gosh. hilariously, the first scene i wrote was...well, okay, yeah, the first scene of the fic!!! hannah and sam having a little chat before The Big Party, but after that, all bets were off, babyyyyyyyyy. i jumped around.....everywhere, and the one thing i remember most about writing t(a) is that i was, at ALL times, actively working on 3 chapters. nightmarish. don't recommend it. absolutely the only way i found i could get my brain to work XD the last scene i wrote.....man, was josh and hill in that last session. everything after that had already been written, it was all set in stone, but that last session, man...that one took me.......a long time to write, hahaha.

25. Is there anything you would change now about this fic? Why or why not?

so, here's the thing. i feel like it's really easy to look back on an artistic endeavor and pick out all the stuff you don't dig about the final result. i have, in all honesty, not gone back and FULLY reread t(a) start-to-finish since finishing it BECAUSE of that. i am positive that if i really sat down and looked at it with a magnifying glass, yeah, there are some things i'd change - pieces i'd get rid of, segments i'd rework, commas i would delete by the dozens.................

but at the end of the day, t(a) is, was, and always will be my baby, something that not only served as my first step into the ud fandom, but something that introduced me to so many AMAZING people - writers and artists and readers and editors and gifmakers and not-so-silent lurkers all - and so looking at it and thinking about the things i'd change doesn't really occur to me. it is what it is, and i'm very happy to leave it as is :) <3

that being said, i would've loved to format some of the...stuff in the ending where they (starve) in a more house of leaves sort of way, but ao3 proved pretty tricky for that, alas!

behind-the-scenes fic asks!

#cryptidmak #asks #the almosts #queenie writes supermassive #<3333333 omg thank you so much for the ask!!! 😭 #i've been thinkin about t(a) so much lately so this was such a nice lil dip back into that universe laksjdflkjs

[randomgentlefolk]

CPC CHAPTER 145

Not the prison break I was expecting, but it's the best prison break I've ever seen XD

They finally found him!! Or well at least where he is. And damn Frederick :( Someone give him therapy fr. He really needs one. I'm so glad the LeoMieCake found him on time because.. imagine what he would've done if they hadn't found him.. You know, isolation can really do some stuffs to you, especially if you've gone through some trauma/experience that can cause your emotions to be unstable. That's why I've been so worried about Frederick since it was revealed he was imprisoned in the that hole by Leland.

LAVERNE 😭 I know she's been pretty hated since the punishment episode, but damn gotta thank her right now. You know, I've been curious about the architecture of the Plaid Kingdom because I was thinking "That's a hole.. but it has a holey roof..??? Where the heck is this dungeon located in exactly?" And now I got my answer. Imagine being the maid/butler just cleaning around like "that hole over there? Yeah that's normal it's for flood"

Isolde :( I can heavily relate with running away from problems and just sitting back. And man I'm so happy Isolde talked to Frederick too and even apologized for using him to ruin Leland's plan. Gosh damn this whole family is in such a bad state just because Leland is so petty. I will never get over that. Also aw man too bad Frederick didn't listen to Isolde :') he could've learn so much.. but that's just him, haha. That one determination that you got out of nowhere causing you to block everything out, I feel that.

IS FREDERICK GOOD? He got— he got hit IN THE HEAD, with a big rock. Bro are you good bro? That could've cause a concussion or worse.

Bro is so determined, he didn't even think about pulling himself up instead of trying to pull the whole bars down 😭

Heck yeah! Laverne saved the day! Gotta thank Whitney fr. Also Frederick lmao that gala costume was really foreshadowing huh? I wonder what Lance's gala costume is foreshadowing.. (i hope it's something silly and not him getting actually hurt)

Wait.. He's gonna go to the Pastel Kingdom with Laverne.. Does that mean he's gonna go to cpc too?! OH NO, WHITNEY! RUN, BRO! RUN FROM LAVERNE.

...damnn Blaine... Idk if I'm rooting for you or not. On one hand, poor fangirl. On the other hand, she IS kinda creepy ngl. That was kinda deserved. But dang bro.

YES! The pastel siblings MUST read Leelathae's diary! Maybe they will read it to Gwen in her sleep? Also, one statement caught my eye

Is this.. Is this legit? Is this going to foreshadow what is going to happen in the future? I haven't seen someone talk about this so please tell me if you have any theory about this.

Oh??? What could this be? A divorce? Another sneak into Leland's office? Will it be something serious or silly?

That's all for now. Uh, I'm very VERY sorry for uploading this really late. For some reason I've been feeling very numb lately. But I'm sure I'll get better so don't worry ^_^

Mono out! (But still in to hear your thoughts)

#cursed princess club #cpc

[dairy-farmer]

Your tweets got me thinking of an au where Tim is Dick's bio brother but everything still happens the same way except slightly twisted.

What if on the day the Graysons fell the Drakes still went to the circus. Maybe they can't have children, don't want to try or Janet simply doesn't want to give birth, but they see this little orphan boy all by himself with no one paying attention to him and are like yes, he'll do. So they grab him while everyone is looking elsewhere.

Dick was a bit too busy with his parents dying in front of him to notice that his baby brother wiggled away from his minder to watch his family's act and is now gone. He's devastated when he can't find him. Of course, Dick blames his parents murderer for snatching his baby brother and is ready to do whatever it takes to get him back, but even after searching high and low as Robin, he can't find him. Bruce convinces him that Tim has most likely been trafficked and is already out of the country by now, so they put the case on the back burner instead of actively pursuing it.

The irony being if he had only looked next door as Dick Grayson, he'd find Tim locked up while being "trained" to be a Drake.

Que not as stable Dick who imagines only the worst has happened to his brother. Tim becomes this open wound for him because at least he has his parents bodies to bring him closure.

When Dick finally finds out Tim Drake is the baby brother he thought gone forever, he becomes insanely possessive and refuses to let Bruce or anyone have him ever again. Tim is his, and if the Drakes aren't dead by the time Dick finds out, well...

Bonus if one of the last things Baby Tim said before their family fell apart was that he wanted to marry his big brother!! And Dick takes that As A Promise. XD

😭😭😭😭😭😢😢😢😢😢😢😢😢😢BABY TIMMY BEING KIDNAPPED!!!!!!! no because i can't even count the amount of times i read and reread this!!! just the angst!! the turmoil!!! the gut clenching fear!!! dick really does get the short end of this stick in this AU. as a character that values emotional connections, bonds, and family, this hits HARD.

like dick is just getting kicked while he's down. finding out his parents died, blaming himself for it, and losing his brother as well as being taken away from the circus that he considers an extended family.

it really does turn out to be the worst day of dick's life! he loses his, parents, his brother goes missing, and only he's left. he has nightmares, horrible visions of the terrible things that could've happened to tim and they only become worse when he becomes robin and sees the reality that some kids live through. and some that don't.

tim is soft. sweet. gentle. he has the kindest hands in the world that dick loves to kiss as he carries the toddler around on his back. timmy's giggles bring smiles and butterflies to dick's gut.

tim's far too young to begin training with the rest of the graysons. an exception had been made for dick because by the time he'd been 3, he'd been climbing up on dressers and trailers and leaping off to imitate his parents. teaching him how to safely tuck and roll was just a measure to make sure he didn't accidentally break his neck when no one was looking.

but timmy was a rule follower. he was the troupe's littlest helper. always eager to follow directions and be rewarded with soft caramels or little chocolates. so he listened to their mother when she stressed that he had to wait before they could teach him to fly.

during their shows, timmy would be in the stands seated by one of the stagehands and cheering louder than the next 10 people around him. dick would always dedicate a flip for him during every show, a quadruple somersault. it was tim's favorite move and dick happily indulged his little baby brother.

that night...on that night.

dick made a lot of mistakes.

he and his parents usually did photo ops a half hour before curtain call. greeting and posing for families and their children. tim would be beside them, munching on the bit of cotton candy he managed to beg out of meghan, haly's circus' confectioner.

she had a sweet spot for tim's bright red, chubby little cheeks. most people did.

dick would proudly puff up his chest when other parents with their kids would coo over tim standing with their family and waiting for the stagehand to come get him to take him to the stands.

one of the familes, a couple, smiled at tim and softly asked him his name. when they posed for their picture they asked to include tim in it. dick didn't mind but he did notice how his parent's expressions shifted slightly when the man knelt down and picked tim up without them saying it was okay.

dick had been confused at how his mom had quickly taken tim into her arms after the photographer snapped their shot. the phot op had ended after that couple and despite the smiles on their faces dick could tell his mom was upset.

he didn't get a chance to ask why because tim was quickly handed to him and he was instructed to take tim to dan, who would still be helping set up the control board for the lights.

but dick listened. he walked through the backstages, bouncing a giggling tim in his arms as he passed through several people warming up or putting finishing touches on their costumes.

"who dat?" tim asked him, sweet voice thick with the smell of sugar. dick could see where a bit of the blue dye from the cotton candy stained tim's lips. tim was looking over their shoulder and staring back at their parents.

"'who was that?' you mean, baby?" dick asked, smile tugging at his lips as tim furiously nodded. honestly, dick was pretty sure that his timmy was the smartest baby to ever live. he already spoke so clearly and pointedly even though his mouth was uncoordinated in the way all babies were.

"they're here to see your big brother, timmy!" dick exclaimed. "they're here to see me do flips!"

tim perked up at the word and immediatly clashed his little baby fists to dick's cheeks to he could stare at his face.

"qwadouple sowmersault?" he asked intently before breaking into a brilliant smile at dick's nod. tim's clapping attracted some attention, a few of the performers looking over with small smiles and grins.

tim is dropped off quickly beside dan who is scratching his head over why the opening lights are red instead of yellow.

"if the wrong color lenses were put on we'll just have to do the show like this- it's too late to change them."

dick hears them mutter as he walks away. it's 10 till curtain call and dick is speedwalking to get into position. the backstage is near vacant and he passes someone he knows shouldn't be there.

a lost guest perhaps. normally dick would stop. normally he'd tell them they weren't allowed this far back into the tent.

but it was 7 to curtain call and dick hurried away before he could be late.

someone else would spot him and lead him away.

dick had so many chances. so many opportunities to tell a stage hand, an equipment handler, anyone. all he had to do was say a guest was backstage and might be lost.

then maybe they would've seen the bulge in his pocket. they would've noticed that it was part of the safety gear from the trapeze rig.

obviously, one piece wouldn't lead to the equipment breaking down immediately. it took time for the strain and pressure to be too much and for the swings to snap.

it was just bad luck that it happened when they took down the safety nets.

red was all dick could see. red that seeped into the knees of his suit as he knelt beside his parent's bodies. red from the lights above him casting a crimson glow.

there was screaming. the crowd was stampeding to vacate the stands and leave the tent.

the big top of haly's circus could seat 1,900 people. rarely did they have a full house. but that night they did.

haly didn't have an electronic set up, they were still saving up for one and when dick was a kid most people paid with cash rather than card. they had a booth, a cashier, and a big roll of pre-printed tickets.

haly's circus didn't ask for ID only that anyone under the age of 13 be accompanied by a parent, guardian, or someone over the age of 18.

there was no record of who bought a ticket that night.

dick would live with the shame for the rest of his life but he wasn't the one who noticed tim missing.

"the crowd was like a wave!" dan was frenzied. he was explaining to the GCPD officers that showed up. "they just swept him up! carried him away! please! he's just a baby!"

but the GCPD had a more important matter to deal with. two dead people took precedence over one missing child who was probably just wandering around lost and confused after being separated from his guardians.

half an hour. that's how long it took for them to start looking.

forty five minutes. that's how long it took for them to call for backup in the search.

an hour and thirty minutes. that's how long it took for them to start casing the neighborhood, handing out descriptions of what tim was wearing.

dick had already been crying but his sobbing got worse when he heard they still hand't found tim.

tim was so small, he had these little baby legs that desperatly tried to keep up but he was just TOO small. dick carried him everywhere otherwise tim would be ten paces behind and bobbing after him.

'like a baby duckling' his mom would coo. she had her little robin and her duckie.

dick felt like the air had been ripped out of his lungs. he was bent over, fingers digging into his stained knees. veins were visible in his throat as he tried to hold back the vomit with wanted to rip a burning trail out of his throat. his abdomen was cramping from the force of his sobs. dick was crying so hard he could barely get a breath in.

the paramedics that arrived from some hopeless idealism that his parents could be saved had to put an oxygen mask over his face.

bruce explained to him that paramedics are only supposed to use sedatives to calm violent patients but that night they decided to inject a hysterical dick with something to make him 'easier' to deal with.

bruce said it with clear displeasure on his face.

the decision of those paramedics was why dick hadn't been able to get up and go looking for timmy himself.

he could've still been close by. he could've been hiding. maybe he would've come out if he'd heard his big brother dickie calling out for him.

dick would never know. it was just another horrible 'what if' from the worst night of his life.

dick hunts down zucco with a fury.

it's not a logical conclusion that he was the one that took tim. bruce pointed that out to him afterward. zucco had been heading away from the tent when dick spotted him.

by the time the rig gear failed he'd probably been long gone. witnesses could account for tim being present up to about 2 minutes before dick's parents fell.

dick, deep in his heart, knew zucco didn't have tim. but zucco had already taken so much from him he didn't know what else to do but blame him for that as well.

haly's circus can't get custody of dick and even if they could dick would refuse to leave gotham. not when it was the last place timmy had been seen.

"gotham's a hub for traffickers" bruce explained to him. they had airports, train stations, bus stops, and ship ports that were all used to move product into gotham and to the rest of the country. but sometimes...they were also used to move things out. but that was rare. gotham underground wasn't a big 'producer' they were more like a market to buy, sell, and trade whatever.

meaning tim could either still be in the city or he could've been sold to someone else.

it's rare for children to be snatched up and trafficked. more often it's family members. neighbors, and friends that sell a person out to be used. it's always the person you know. the person you've met. the person who's face you trust.

for them to snatch tim up?

they had no way of knowing that tim's parents had just died. that meant they'd taken advantage of the chaos and singled tim out. that was a BIG risk for someone to take.

"someone you know or met might've taken him. that might be why he didn't scream or fight back."

haly's had only been in gotham for 2 days before that horrible night. he and tim were forbidden from wandering away from the circus grounds without an adult.

gotham was a city they didn't know. they couldn't just go off to explore.

dick was friendly but even he didn't strike up conversations with strangers in a strange city he'd never been to.

bruce tries. he pulls on every lead, follows every string. nothing.

it's like tim just vanished into thin air. bruce puts as much time as he can into tim's case, every spare moment he has he tries to help dick look for his lost family member.

but crime in gotham never stops and with no new leads...

dick never stops looking for tim. every toddler with dark hair and a wonderful giggle is his timmy. every unaccompanied child is tim.

dick sees tim in his dreams, in his nightmares. he sees his timmy crying out for him and begging for his big brother to save him.

dick wakes up covered in sweat and shaking from images of big hands grabbing his sweet baby timmy.

gotham is not a nice place.

every case that involves children has dick returning to the cave and throwing up.

his face goes white and he can't stop shaking for the rest of the night because he keeps imagining tim in their place.

dick cries himself to sleep sometimes, terrified and afraid for his timmy. he's seen the things that sick and depraved people do to children. bruce starts keeping the cases away from dick once he sees what they do to him but dick still seeks them out.

every pedophile, molester, pervert, murderer, or kidnapper could be a lead to tim.

years pass.

the hole in dick's chest never stitches closed. it always feels as fresh as the day he realized no one knew where timmy was. sometimes dick has good days. days where he's so happy he almost forgets. but then other days he can't even get out bed, the pain is just too much to bear.

dick becomes a hero. he meets magic users, heroes with abilties, a man who can identify anyone in the world by just their heartbeat.

dick has the resources to find tim now. he tries.

more dead ends.

dick's not in a good place when jason comes into the picture. he's just off another failed attempt to use his blood to find and locate any close relatives with zatanna.

robin. his colors. dedicated to his family. colors that tim would know to trust if he ever saw them. even if he was just a baby when it happened dick was absolutely certain tim would recognize the colors from the suits his parents and brother wore when they performed.

dick's not proud of how he reacts. there was no way jason knew the meaning or significance behind that suit.

he yells at him regardless. he screams at bruce as well. because he knew. he fucking knew what that suit meant to him.

dick throws himself into looking for tim with a new fervor because fuck bruce fuck bruce fuck bruce. dick will find his real family.

jason dies. in his colors.

dick has lost yet another brother. the pain brings him to his knees when he hears.

dick is distant from bruce afterward. he stays in san francisco with the titans.

until a little thing squirms in close.

dick doesn't hear his soft voice and gentle pleading at first. he just stares at his face. those long lashes, dark hair, and blue eyes. sweet button nose and perfect peachy lips.

his name is tim. dick tries his best not to let the pain of that name show on his face.

dick's had years of practice.

tim talks about...that night. how his parents took to the circus, how he saw dick's flip, how he recognized it on the news years later.

tim becomes the new robin. dick tries to do for tim what he didn't do for jason but it's..hard.

a boy with dark hair whose name is 'tim' wearing that suit and those colors.

dick catches himself falling into a fantasy. a fake reality where tim was never taken and bruce took them both in. a reality where dick was teaching his baby timmy all the acrobatic moves that fascinated him so much.

tim is a good kid. sweet and shy. his parents are world travelers and he talks about them with so much brightness and affection even though they're gone most of the year.

"they send me presents in the mail!" tim brightly tells him when dick asks about Christmas and his birthday. he gets a saddened look for a brief moment before shaking it away. "i wish they'd stay home sometimes though, they used to do that a lot when i was smaller."

dick likes tim. after a while he barely even feels that empty twinge in his chest when he catches sight of him or hears his name.

tim is smart and clever, quick on his feet which more than makes up for his small size.

tim's also a good partner to bruce, the two of them work in tandem and develop a better dynamic than the one dick had with bruce.

tim takes good care of bruce and it lifts a weight that dick hadn't noticed he'd been carrying. dick can't be the one to lift bruce. not anymore.

dick always searches for his timmy, but just like in the beginning- there's always something that needs to be dealt with.

tim experiences problems with robin. at one point he needs to quit at his father's insistence. jack drake is a protective man.

he becomes hostile, not worried when he discovers that tim is robin. he threatens bruce, and dick, and alfred to not come near their family again.

that doesn't seem to matter because he dies soon after and leaves tim heart broken, confused, and wrangling with unsure feelings about their relationship.

so much spirals and dick cannot dedicate the time he usually does to searching for his timmy. he has a consultation with constantine that keeps getting put off when red hood and then damian enter their lives.

dick's grief is amplified by the loss of bruce and he makes mistakes.

he and tim have an odd tension between them when he returns from europe with the proof of bruce being alive.

things never quite settle to how they were before. tim doesn't trust him as much, he's wary about dick just as he is with damian and jason.

but the four of them get through it. it's slow going, they hit rough patches, they fight, they forgive.

but they're brothers.

dick doesn't talk about his timmy often. the pain of that night is unlike anything he's ever felt. dick's parents are dead and he will always carry the weight of that. but it's a different pain from what he feels for his timmy. because at least dick knows what happened to his parents.

only bruce and the people dick has reached out to in his search know about timmy.

he's not sure how they get onto the topic but jason mentions how much of a...dick dick had been when he found jason wearing his suit.

but dick apologizes.

"it's not so much that you were wearing it that made me angry but the fact that bruce handed it to you when he knew what it meant to me."

jason nodded.

"yeah he told me about your parents and the suit."

dick shook his head.

"no, it was more than that... it-"

dick takes a steadying breath before he tells them about the third victim of that night. his timmy. sweet baby timmy and how he'd been swept away just a foot away from the sound booth where someone had been minding him. how neither he nor bruce nor anyone knew what happened to him after that night.

his brother's faces go from confused to shocked.

"i...i didn't know that." jason shifted uncomfortably, looking down with furrowed brows.

haly's circus grounds had pitched a tent right outside crime alley.

as good of a job as jason had done cleaning things up, things had been horrendous back then and dick knows that the most likely theory he's developed so far is that timmy, when he was swept away with the crowd, stumbled in and was swallowed by gotham.

bodies are dragged out of the gutter every few months, fished from the harbor, or reported from homeless camps. hundreds of people die unindentified in gotham every year and as much as dick wanted to believe that tim was alive...chances are he was one of them.

the thought never fails to bring tears to dick's eyes. he wipes them away discretely and clears his throat while his brothers avert their eyes.

"you've never found evidence of what happened to him?" damian asked, eyes oddly intense. dick knew damian had a fondeness for him and appreciated the concern and likely determination his younger brother had at helping dick with this.

dick shook his head.

"me and bruce reviewed the files so many times i have it memorized. no security camera, no witnesses, nobody ever came forward."

flyers and missing person's posters had covered gotham for four months. before they'd been replaced by another person. dick was lucky that bruce had kept paying for people to keep printing and putting up flyers.

tim's brows were furrowed.

"what was his name?" he asked, voice soft and comforting. two other sets of eyes flickered to dick with thinly veiled interest and dick bit back the startled choked sob that almost left his mouth.

"his uh.." dick sniffled, "his name was timmy." dick's voice cracked and he couldn't hold back the fresh wave of tears that burned like they were made of vodka.

tim's forehead creased in guilt.

"n-no tim, it's okay!" dick insisted knowing his younger brother's tendency for guilt.

"i've uh...i've had years to get used to it. when i was a kid-" dick let out a strained clucky laugh, "- i used to chase after every toddler with dark hair and i'd uhm hyperventilate if i heard the name 'tim'."

dick had been a wreck those first years. he didn't even remember his first few months at the manor and both bruce and alfred got a distant, haunted look in their eyes when dick asked about it.

dick bit his lip, and roughly wiped away another flow of tears. he hadn't wanted to ruin the mood.

jason's brows were furrowed, displeasure on his face as he probably worked through the likelihood of what had happened to dick's little brother.

"how old was he?" jason's question was thick with tension and dick felt another pulse of pain throb in his throat.

"three. he was just three."

jason cursed viciosuly.

"that's a fucking baby." he spit out. "swear if it ever find out that somebody laid their hands on the kid-"

dick swallowed back a whimper and tried to ignore the slideshow of horror that started playing behind his eyelids. damian was hesitantly patting dick's knee in comfort when-

"wait. i was three."

eyes flickered to tim whose brow was furrowed in thought.

"that day in haly's circus, it was my 3rd birthday and we got a picture with your family as a treat."

tim straightened up while damian turned to him.

"are you saying you were there that day?" damian asked, brows furrowed. jason was similarly frowning. tim turned to them both with a surprised expression.

"uh yeah? i mean i told dick and bruce about it, it was how i found out they were batman and robin, the day at haly's cicus was like my earliest memory."

tim shook his head for a moment before turning back to dick, an analytical look in his eye. it was the same look he got when he found a break in a case.

"i have a picture." tim's lips spread into an eager smile. "it caught a good amount of the crowd because the line was right behind us! if we can track down even a few of them we've got a good pool to start with!"

tim was up and pushing to his feet, darting out and likely racing to his room where he kept a bunch of his his from his old house.

dick felt a ball form in his throat.

"bruce and i were never able to track down anyone who'd been there that night."

a few dozen people had tried filing lawsuits against haly's circus for emotional damages for what they witnessed but it was gotham and unless you were willing to pay for your case to be seen by a judge it was all thrown out.

both jason and damian straightened up at dick's words and all three of them turned when a widely grinning tim carried in a blue photo album. he opened to the first page.

"right here!"

dick barely covered his mouth to muffle the sob that burst out.

timmy. it was his timmy.

held in the arms of a broad-shouldered man that dick instantly realized was jack drake.

but that wasn't what mattered. what mattered was the toddler in his arms whose mouth was stained blue from cotton candy.

"oh timmy, there you are-" dick felt his tears blur his vision as he shakily stroked a finger against the soft curve of that chubby cheek he'd kissed so much.

dick sniffled and let out a shaky cry as he stared at that picture. the last picture of his sweet baby timmy alive.

tim was right about the line of people in the background but dick was only focused on one thing.

"there's my dad," tim pointed, showing jason and damian who were also crowded around the album, "there's my mom, and there's me."

tim pressed a finger to dick's timmy.

dick frowned.

"no."

three pairs of eyes turned to a frowning dick.

"no, that's not you."

tim frowned.

"uh..yeah it is dick? see, that's my dad, that's my mom and there I-"

"no." dick stressed the word. "that's timmy, that's my timmy. i remember that night! this couple took a picture with us and wanted timmy in the photo, mom was upset that they picked him up without permission, she told me drop him off with dan right after."

dick pointed to how upset his mom was, a small bit of tension in her brow. dick's dad's eyes were pointed away from the camera but still smiling, although tightly. and timmy, who was confusedly looking at the stranger holding him.

when dick looked back up all three of his brothers were staring at him, thin veils of concern in their eyes.

"uh...dick," jason began slowly, "that's pretty clearly tim."

tim shifted. his face flashed with discomfort as dick flickered over to him.

"i mean...it was a pretty bad night for you." tim began "it's understandable if you...don't remember things perfectly-"

no. no. dick knew exactly what happened that night. he remembered every detail. some people's memories faded by not dick's.

he remembered timmy's candy sweet breath, remembered dropping him off with dan, kissing his nose, and promising him another-

"you promised me a quadruple somersault, remember?"

dick froze. his guts suddenly clenched oddly as tim's big blue eyes stared at him with some sympathy as he tried to 'jog' dick's memory.

dick stared at tim.

really stared at him.

he took in his eyes, his lips, nose, his eyelashes. looking at tim had hurt in the beginning, he was so soft and young. he looked like-

"timmy." dick breathed. "timmy"

dick didn't notice he crawled over the photo album between them until tim let out a startled noise as dick wrapped both arms around his shoulder.

"timmy, i-it is you o-oh shut, holy fuck, oh my god- here, let me look at you-"

tim's eyes were wide staring up at dick.

"timmy." dick breathed breathlessly. "i found you."

---

they freak out. dick's brothers are sure that he's lost it and they keep glancing over at dick as he's strapped down in the medbay.

bruce is frowning down at the photo album in his hands.

"-might have gotten dosed? or hit his head? or maybe just talking about it made him...uhm-"

"tim's trying to say he thinks dick snapped."

jason is tense standing beside tim and dick who's tied down to a gurney. he'd been the one to pry dick off of tim even though dick clearly hadn't wanted to.

jason had scratches on his arm, some of which were sluggishly bleeding.

"this is jack and janet." bruce said. "and you're say that dick thinks this-" he points at the cotton candy-stained baby. "-is his brother."

tim nods uneasily before listing more suggestions, that perhaps because tim is in the appropriate age range that dick is just projecting memories, maybe the pain of remembering has forced him to cope by seeing his brother where he isn't.

damian remains silent, staring down at the photo album. he hasn't said a word so far until-

"why are there only two tickets?"

a pair of tickets printed with 'admit one' are pressed into the protective sleeve beside the picture.

"a family of three attended the circus that day so why are there only two tickets?"

tim stared at damian blankly.

"i was a kid damian, some places admit people under a certain age range for free."

"not haly's circus." bruce interjected. "it's a production geared towards children, they'd lose a lot of profit if they didn't charge the kids."

tim turned his eyes to bruce, expression blank.

"are there no other baby pictures of you drake?" damian asked, ripping the book from bruce's hands. no one said anything. "the cover says 'my first memory book' and yet the first page starts with a picture of you at the circus of all places."

tim's jaw tightened.

"i don't like what you're implying." tim's words were tense.

damian's eyes flickered up to him.

"and what am i implying, drake?"

tim's teeth clenched, and he breathed harshly through his nose.

"if you must know, i wasn't, stictly speaking, born in the U.S"

bruce turned to look at him, eyes narrowed on him even from behind the cowl.

"you have a U.S birth certificate, a social security, i saw nothing in your documents that-"

"my parents paid for some...expedited paperwork. i'm not sure it was fully legal but customs wouldn't let them back into the country with me unless i had a U.S passport so..."

tim shrugged.

"i was already a year or something old by that point and digital cameras didn't exactly exist yet so no baby pictures."

tim shot damian a narrow eyed look.

"is that a good enough explanation for you?"

damian glared at him.

"your birthday is coincidentally the day that grayson's sibling disappeared, that's not odd to you detective?" the way damian said detective edged a little too close to mocking.

bruce frowned at him.

"dami-"

damian cut his father off.

"by your own mouth you admit that your earliest memory is seeing the flying grayson's perish, that's not odd to you?"

"hey demon-"

jason was similarly ignored as damian flipped the album around and lifted it close enough to tim's face that he couldn't look away.

"and it's not odd to you that your parents were seated at R-34 and R-35, four feet away from the sound booth that timothy grayson disappeared from?"

damian went down like a sack of rocks from the force of tim's sudden punch.

both bruce and jason let out similar shouts.

scoldings were on the edge of bruce's tongue, his hand reaching out to grab tim and ask what he thought he was doing when tim was suddenly yanked back with a startled yelp into dick's arms.

"don't even think about it!" dick half turned away from the three of them, body covering tim's as a snarl creeped on his face. "don't you dare lay a hand on timmy! he's a good boy!"

dick's eyes were dark as they glared at bruce. glared at him like he was...a threat.

---

a dna test confirms it all quickly.

tim is devastated. inconsolable. he locks himself in his room and dick stands outside of it, begging for timmy to let him in.

bruce can't get an inch close without dick's head whipping around to face him and barking at him to back off.

both jason and damian were similarly treated and bruce laid a comforting hand on damian's shoulder when he saw his expression crease in hurt at the rejection.

not even alfred could get more a few feet away before dick eyed him with suspicion.

the only reason that dick hasn't barged into the room is because he can hear that tim is on the other side crying. that's the only thing stopping him because bruce is certain that he'd be inside with him otherwise.

bruce understands the behavior. he knows it's rooted in over a decade worth of nightmares, fears, and imagining the worst-case scenario for that little baby dick lost.

still. it hurts to be treated with such blatent suspicion and distrust.

"sickos." jason shakes his head beside bruce, scowling down at tim's birth certificate with the day he was taken as his date of birth. "what kind of pieces of shit do this?"

bruce asks himself that question every night. he and jason are doing a bit of a dive into jack and janet. they're both long dead so there's no chance of ever bringing them to justice but...it's good to get perspective on their son and brother's kidnappers.

the more bruce looks the worse it looks.

"look at this shit," jason hands him a print out of jack and janet's financials from one of the many boxes that tim had pulled out into the hall when he though he was going to help break the case of dick grayson's missing baby brother.

hypnotherapists, electroconvulsive therapy, and child psychologists. office visits and billings for sessions that were paid in cash and off the record.

"they put a toddler through ECT." jason's grip on the paper tightened and bruce's chest felt much the same.

he knew there was a gap in tim's memory. he'd learned about it the first day he'd met him. he'd thought it a bit strange but never lent much thought to it.

tim's first memory had been when he was 3. it'd been the night at haly's circus. his next memory had been when he was 9, the night that he saw dick perform the quadruple somersault on the news and discovered his identity as robin and bruce's as batman.

6 years in a dissociative state was sign of massive mental trauma.

tim had no memory of life before batman. he had no memory of life beyond robin.

---

dick holds his timmy tenderly, as soft as he used to. his timmy has grown bigger, so much bigger.

he's shaking like a leaf in the wind as dick holds him.

he whimpers like a hurt dog at every stroke dick passes through his hair. he's buried under his blankets while dick lays on top of his bed and tries to soothe hust like he used to on the night there were thunderstorms and timmy would run to dick instead of their mom and dad.

"i'm here now timmy, it's okay, it's okay now i promise nothing bad will ever happen you you again-"

timmy sobbed.

the sound stuck a dagger through dick's heart and he crawled closer, hugging the lump that was his baby brother.

"i'm sorry, timmy-" dick rubbed his forehead against where the crying was coming from. "i looked for you, i looked for you everyday i'm so sorry that i let those horrible people take you."

there was a lump in dick's throat that burned like he'd swallowed vinegar. rage unlike anything he'd ever felt before pulsed through him when he realized that jack and janet were the couple that had creeped out his parents. they were the ones who had taken his timmy.

what had they done to him in that time? dick can't even imagine the horrible things that'd been done tim, things he'd kept silent about because he'd spent the last few years in bruce's care and he hadn't felt anything off.

not one thing.

dick could've had timmy back years ago. he could've been helping his sweet baby learn to be soft again, to open up just like the darling little flower he'd been when he chased after dick like a little duckling.

tim was secretive. tim kept a lot to himself and pulled away from people. he was nervous about attention and didn't like to be put into situations he couldn't control.

dick's timmy hadn't been like that. dick's timmy had been tender. he'd laughed out loud and pressed kisses to dick's cheeks while asking him to play with him and begging him to teach him how to fly.

but bruce had dropped the ball. 'world's greatest detective' dick's ass.

bruce had hurt tim as well. as robin. jason too, he'd slit his throat, he'd nearly killed him and damian...if help had gotten to tim to late he could've bled out.

timmy wasn't safe here. not with these people.

dick had lost part of himself that day. that horrible day.

and now timmy was here, in his arms again.

and he'd grown up so beautifully. his features are soft and dick can see the hint of their mom in timmy's lips and eyelashes.

they both share the same coloring as their dad.

staring down at teary eyes and dick can even scout out a few features he shares with dick. they have the same small ears and high cheekbones. tim's much smaller. not as muscular or tall as dick. he got mom's height it looks like.

dick tightened his grip on tim's hips, squeezing them in comfort as tim sniffled while staring up at him with tearful eyes.

"oh timmy." dick nuzzled their foreheads together, just like he did when they were young. when they were both innocent and unscarred.

tim whimpered and dick pressed gentle kisses to tim's soft cheeks and brows.

one on his left cheek, one on his forehead, one on his right cheek, one on his nose, and one on his lips.

just like when they were kids.

timmy would always giggle when dick did that and press his face up to kiss him back. as the youngest members of the troupe and the only children, the two of them had really only had each other for company.

when timmy had disappeared he'd taken half of dick's heart. half of his soul.

now they were together again and dick could start rebuilding.

"it's you and me timmy," dick whispered against his lips. "just you and me."

dick would never let anything happen to timmy ever again.

a knock echoed from the door that dick had locked behind him when he slipped in.

dick turned his head and stared as the brass doorknob tried to turn with a chair propped under it.

dick was going to look out for timmy from now on.

nothing and no one would ever touch him again.

"dick?"

another knock followed the call of his name.

dick stayed quiet. answering didn't matter. the people on the other side of the door didn't matter.

all that mattered was timmy.

'dickie?'

dick could hear his baby timmy's sweet voice in his head again. usually, that only happened when he was alone.

"yes? timmy"

'we stayin towgehder?'

dick nodded.

"yes baby, we are."

timmy shifted under him, making a soft noise.

'like-like mommy an daddy, dickie?'

"yes timmy, just like mommy and daddy."

an angel's giggle rang in dick's ear as he pressed a kiss to timmy's soft forehead. timmy used to love their pretend weddings, draping a sheet over his face like a veil and waiting for dick to lift it up and kiss the bride.

timmy used to cheerfully tell their parents and the other performers that he and dickie were going to get married when he grew up.

they'd all coo and pinch his cheeks because tim was every inch adorable as a baby could be.

dick could still see the image in his head. little chubby hands holding a bundle of fake flowers usually kept in a vase as a bedsheet covered tim's head like he was a ghost.

'you gon kiss me, dickie?'

dick carefully peeled back the sheets covering tim's face, exposing his red face and tear-streaked cheeks. his puffy stared back at dick with misery thick in his expression.

dick leaned down.

'noooo! you gotta say 'i do'! dickie you gotta!'

"i do." dick pressed his mouth to tim's, humming in contentment as some ripped, raw edge of himself began to stitch itself back together. tim's lips tasted salty from his tears. he made a muffled 'mph' sound as dick pressed closer, letting his vody cover tim's.

'i do' dick thought. 'i do i do i do'.

he pulled away with a quiet 'smeck', staring down at tim's hazy expression and starlight eyes. tim's mouth was slightly open, exposing the pink waterline of his little mouth.

"till death do us part baby brother."

and dick leaned down again.

#anonymous #asks #answered asks #bio dicktim au

[egg-emperor]

I've seen people talk like classic Eggman is crazier than modern and that being crazy could've been the reason why he was so evil in the first place and also say that he's been getting better, softer, and nicer over time or something, somehow

But I love how in Eggman actually thinks he's only gotten even crazier instead. I can imagine part of it is not realizing how much he's like that until he finally sees what others have seen in him all along, by meeting his future self as a separate guy lol

But I mean, that's not surprising if he has as he's going even further all the time with the hundreds more fucked up crazy evil plans he's created and carried out since the classic days! (Though he already had a very strong start back then too of course XD)

He's just gotten worse and crazier (only making him better to me hehe) to the point he even surprises himself! I love how it shows evil is his true constant and core of his being no matter the state of mind as even if modern is crazier, classic is evil too

I like to think of modern seeming crazier because he's been being himself for so long that he's certain, confident and open in it, is as determined to follow his dreams, and embraces it excitedly and proudly as ever. He became a pro at it!

I imagine that playing a big part in how you get his insane silly crazy boisterous energy because he's so confident and unrestrained in embracing himself and following his dreams. His happiness and passion for it is so fun and charming 🥰

You are already, especially will be after you win and go mad with power even more, and you're the crazy one either way as you're both the same person, you nutcase. 💜 I love the smile and laugh too, he accepts it and has a blast being a crazy evil bastard! 💕

#I love him so muuuuch 🥰 #dr eggman #eggman #dr robotnik #dr. eggman #sonic generations #my post #analysis

[starlit-hopes-and-dreams]

So which of your chars had the worst childhood? 🤔

Elli.

*sigh* Blanket warning for child abuse, references to CSA under the cut.

Thanks for the ask lol

I've... learned some shit about Nykim's and he may be a contender for Carr's worst childhood crown 😬 I'll let you decide.

I don't know enough about Riah's life yet to say, but I'd wager it wasn't it the greatest.

Alaia's childhood was definitely shitty, but it doesn't even come close to what those two went through.

So, uh. Nykim :/

My dude was raised by a horribly abusive dad who entered him in underground ring fights with other kids. Dear old daddy would regularly "train with him"- re: beat him to a pulp so he could learn to overcome pain- because that would make him a better feral beast in the ring and win him money.

If Nykim lost... it was bad. Like whippings/isolation/starvation bad. Like you better take your punishment like a man bad. Like if you snivel or cry then it gets so much worse bad.

So uh, Nykim made sure he didn't lose very often. It wasn't too hard-he had an awful lot of rage to take out when he stepped in the ring :')

When he was in his teens, he caught the eye of a woman who showed him the kind of attention he couldn't turn away from, and she broke him out of a life that would've ended with him dead sooner or later. See, the older kids fought with weapons instead of fists, and fights to the death were not uncommon. (I haven't decided if he had his healing magic then, but if he did, it wouldn't have been very strong and he very well could've died in the ring)

Shindra introduced Nykim to pack life and the ways of thieving, among... other things, which I am not going to say out loud XD Eventually, Nykim began to see opportunities to do some good within the city with the pack's resources. Shindra didn't agree with these ideas, he did them anyway to show it could be done, and earned a knife in the back for his troubles :')

You're familiar with Carr's childhood, but for a refresher:

her mom was neglectful and physically abusive, although not to the same extent as Nykim's.

She was almost sold into a brothel as a young child, but ran away before that could happen.

her life on the streets was anything but easy, narrowly avoiding starving to death by begging and/or stealing. luckily she was a cute kid.

on the other side of the coin, unluckily she was a cute kid, and was SA'd at some point. After that, she started carrying a stolen dagger she didn't know how to use but got lucky with a few times, and started dressing like a boy

I cba to check her exact age, but eventually she "joined" Nykim's pack (thankfully, he'd had a couple years to grow into the role by then) / ("joined" = encouraged to think it was her idea by Nykim, who knew this feral child was running loose in the city streets killing people 😅)

the rest of her childhood from that point on was spent learning how to fight/steal/kill, which often involved rather brutal sounding training sessions :')

#starlit asks #i-can-even-burn-salad #so uh #who wins? 😶 #😅😶 #nykim collects strays and bones #carr doesn't give a fuck #child abuse tw #csa mention

[skyloftian-nutcase]

...wait we can ask you medical stuff? For fics obviously but like- I have been doing SO MUCH research on how to treat things and trying to find the best examples of medical care available for the boys. ...and this whole time I could've asked you things like how to splint a broken arm? Or what sort of break is easiest to set at home and is most likely the kind a 9 year old might sustain when falling off a tree?

Not that I'm complaining though because honestly I am loving the research and all. But I've been so unsure about what I've been writing because I'm using Google for most of my research and you know how you can get dragged around in circles when using a search engine sometimes? Or worse. It just gives you the same information just rephrased but not actually answering your question? That. Most of my research ends with "go to the hospital" when I really need to know the field medic half of it XD

Asking Dr. Google either ends up with "go see a doctor" or "you're dying" XD XD

I love teaching medical stuff, though, so never be afraid to ask! :D I might not always have an answer immediately but if I don't know I'll research it. Mind you, I just info-dumped below, so I'll put a little cut so it doesn't engulf everyone's dash lol.

How to splint a broken arm: Depends on where the break is, so we'll go through the major ones! Some Broken Bone Basic supplies that you'll need:

Padded splint! In real life they're literally just a wooden board with foam on one side all covered with plastic for easier cleaning - in LoZ land it can be a wooden board with cloth tied around it - kind of like a pillowcase except you really want padding on one side so you don't put a board directly on someone if that makes sense.

Cravats! Some kind of long cloth, like a scarf *cough cough* that can be used to tie things together.

Sling! Not always needed, but definitely needed for upper extremity injuries. To make a sling, take any cloth and fold it so you have a triangle. If you started with a rectangular/square cloth, just take the bottom left corner and bring it to the top right to make your triangle! Once you've got the triangular shape, take the point in the triangle that is opposite of the hypotenuse (ho boy dusting off my math cobwebs) and tie it into a knot. This is your anchor for your patient's elbow. I take the tip, twist it a little bit, form a circle (doughnut) with it, and feed the tip through the whole in the middle of the circle. Ta-da! Got your knot. Also now you have an instant sling! :D

Now let's get into bones!

Broken humerus (your upper arm bone): lay a padded splint over the upper arm. Tie two cravats or pieces of cloth around the splint and the arm, one above the break and one below it. Never tie on a joint! Make sure you tie the knots on the hard side of your splint so you don't have this big tight knot sitting on your patient's arm, they're already hurting enough! Once you've got the splint secured, give them a sling! I'll talk about how to tie the sling to the patient in a minute.

Broken radius and/or ulna, i.e. the two bones in your forearm. Place the padded splint under the forearm, i.e. if their palm is facing the floor, place the splint on the side of their palm. Make sure the splint covers from fingertips to elbow so they can just rest their arm on it. You might need to put like a washcloth or handkerchief bunched up in their palm so their hand can rest without their wrist being at a weird angle. Again, secure the splint to the bone by tying above and below the point where you think it's broken. Do not tie on joints. Add a sling and you're all done!

Broken wrist. Oof, this one hurts. Same song and dance as the forearm, except one of the cravats ties around the fingers/hand rather than both being on the forearm. Be careful, though! And remember to add the sling.

How to tie a sling to a Link patient! Take your anchor, the knot you made, and place it against your Link's elbow. Then you want to feed one corner of your traignular cloth between your patient's affected arm and his chest. This piece then goes over his shoulder. The other side of the triangle goes over the opposite shoulder. Got your untied corners hanging over his shoulders? Good! Now what you want to do is adjust your sling before you tie it! Stand behind your Link and twist those corners until his arm is at an adequate height that is comfortable - not too low, not too high. I usually go for having their arms at a slight angle upwards, not quite parallel to the floor. Once you've got his arm at the right spot, tie the two ends together behind his neck. Try to pad behind his neck where you tie it, put a cloth there or something so the knot isn't on him directly. Final step is to take a different cloth and tie around his slinged arm and his torso on the opposite side to ensure he can't flop his arm around. And ta-daaa you've got a sling!

Important note! Broken bones can do more than just cause pain and, well, broken bones. They can cut blood vessels, pinch nerves, do all kinds of nasty things. Always check to make sure your patient's affected extremity has good blood flow and innervation! Pinch Link's fingernails and make sure they pink up fast. That's called capillary refill and it checks how well he's perfusing. Tell Legend to wiggle his fingers (no, don't flip me off, Ledge, good grief) to ensure he's got good motor nerve innervation and his muscles aren't messed up. Tickle Sky's palm and ask him what you're doing to see if his sensory input is still intact. Check both before and after you splint your patient! You don't want to make their injury worse, after all.

OK! Next questions.

Easiest break to set at home? None of them. Please never set breaks at home. They probably won't heal properly. But if I had to give an answer for writing purposes, probably midline forearm as long as there are no complications? I.e. right in the center of one of their forearm bones. Just know it likely won't heal right if it isn't addressed.

Most likely break you'll find when a kid fall out of a tree? Probably a greenstick fracture in their arm. Greenstick fractures are when the bone only breaks partially and breaks open like when you're trying to snap a stick in half. You know if you snap a still-living stick it kind of just partially splits for you? That's a greenstick fracture. They're really only seen in kids (like pre-teen) because kid bones are still developing. Likely if your kid fell out of a tree they'd try to catch themself with their arm and then snap hello greenstick fracture. Hopefully they don't hit their head too, ouch.

Hope this helps! :D It's a lot of info, if I confused anybody, just ask. Now go make some splints and slings at home, it's fun! :D And comes in handy, I splinted my hand one time when I hurt my wrist at work.

#you ask skye answers #and goes bonkers #lovely anon #this is a simplification of the process but #I'll make all of you first responders before this is over #skye talks medical stuff

[queer-aunty]

Songs in preparation for Fontaine:

Those are only speculations.

Arleccino, Lyney & Lynette (maybe also Freminet)

So I was listening to some playlist and I found this song:

And i think it fits, because they are/were (idk if they're still there) orphans at the house of hearts so they probably will help Arleccino and backstab the traveler, but later realize, that she and the Fatui manipulated them and feel betrayed/heartbroken/angry?

I mean no idea if i'm right, but i also don't want to know if i'm right, I want to see it for myself, when Fontaine comes out in a few days.

So everything I wrote in this is changed from the original lyrics also i tried to shorten it a bit, didn't always work so I just copied most stuff and changed stuff^^°

Hope my interpretation makes kind of sense and isn't just weird xD

I come from scientists and atheists and White men who kill God They make technology high quality complex physiological Experiments and sacrilege in the name of public good They taught me everything Just like a mommy (changed to fit) should

And you were beautiful and vulnerable And power and success God damn I fell for you your flamethrowers Your tunnels and your tech I studied showbuisness because I wanted To do something great like you And the real tragedy is half of it was true

But we've been fucking mean We're elitist We're as flawed as any country And this faux rad west coast dogma Has a higher fucking net worth I bit the apple 'cuz I trusted you But it tastes like Thomas Malthus Your proposal is immodest and insane [...]

[...] I loved you it's true I wanted to be you And do what you do I lived here I loved here I thought it was true I feel so stupid I feel so used [...]

I was your baby Your first born The hot boy in your magic class And I was Darwin's prep school dream Bred born and raised to kick your ass I fell for circuit boards Rocket ships Pictures of the stars If you could only be what you pretend you are

When I said take me to the moon I never meant take me alone I thought if mankind toured the sky It meant all of us could go But I don't want to see the stars if they're just One more piece of land for you to colonize For us to turn to sand

[...] I bit the apple 'cuz I loved you And why would you lie And then I realized You're just as naive as I am (not sure, if this would fit) You're so traumatized it makes me wanna cry

[...] I'm so embarrassed I feel abused

Well I don't wanna eat the rich I'd have to eat my hero's first And my tuition's paid by blood I might deserve your fate or worse But I don't need your goddamn money I don't need jack shit from you So when I speak you bet your life my words are true

Let me level with you man As someone guilty of the game I took the help I took the cash I would've taken your last name So if any girl on earth Should get to make a call about this It would be me and as I see it You're a dick

So fuck your god fuck your soldiers Fuck your country fuck your Tsaritsa again You promised you'd be a mother But you're just another Signora Because Signora broke apart All you ever broke were hearts I can't believe you tore humanity apart With the very same machines That could've been our brand new start

And the worst part is I loved you I loved you I loved you it's true And sometimes I feel like I still fucking do I lived here I loved here I thought it was true I'm so embarrassed I feel abused I feel so used I feel so used Take me to the moon Because I feel so used I feel so used

Idk it seems fitting, if you are creative^^°

#genshin impact #fontaine #arlecchino #lyney and lynette #lyney #lynette #freminet #Spotify

[ladye-zelda]

I saw your tags from the post a while ago about how the small details in totk Make up for the main story, and while I agree, I gotta say that the things some people say about the story being bare bones or whatever (and BOTW’s story to that extent) just…doesn’t make sense to me. Because I think the problem is with the execution rather than the writing. Like, BOTW was even more bare bones,because it was just a bunch of exposition. Not to say the story wasn’t good because it absolutely is, but it was minimal, imo. Anyway I said all that to say that I personally do think that totk has the better story, but the execution is worse and I think the open world format hurts it. And I think if people could look past that they could see how good it is. But of course that’s all just me. Neither game’s story is particularly great but I love them both. Anyway I did not intend for this to get so long but what do you think about that? I’m just curious 🙂

Sorry this took me a while to respond anon, I was trying to think of a way to respond XD

Yeah, I can definitely agree that the open world aspect hurts the story of Tears. I was thinking about this earlier, and I think Breath of the Wild's story worked because it is so barebones. The developers were able to develop the story around the gameplay, which has always been Nintendo's adjective for both of these games (and probably all of their games, though I am not too much on an expert on that in all honesty) first and foremost. And it worked, for the most part.

I do believe there can be no "perfect" Zelda game, and especially not one that can appease all Zelda fans (even the games that everyone praises to be perfect has their haters, though I guess hate is too strong of a word). I think the main downfall of Tears of the Kingdom was that it couldn't live up to fan's expectations and wants for the Zelda franchise. Tears of the Kingdom was always meant to be BotW+, since the developers had so many ideas for Breath of the Wild they had to make a second game in order to fit all of those ideas, which led to them repeating the same gameplay mechanics as Breath of the Wild.

Don't get me wrong, TotK's gameplay is good since it what made Breath of the Wild good as well, but because it's exactly like Breath of the Wild is what made it sour in the minds of players. I guess for the players who played other kinds of games in between Breath of the Wild and Tears of the Kingdom allowing them time to do something else, it isn't so bad. But for the players who play nothing but Zelda games or who were late into getting into the Zelda franchise (such as myself) it can be a little... repetitive (and I'm mainly talking about the quests, shrines, and the same mechanic of unlocking a terminal in a dungeon found in both botw and totk). Hence why I was so drawn all to the other world discoveries not unlocked by doing a side quest, which I think is the greatest improvement TotK brought imo.

In terms of TotK's story... I don't hate it exactly, but I will say I will prefer BotW's better. I still kind of need to analyze the story of TotK fully for myself to draw any real conclusions for me; my biggest problem is how it completely erases BotW's story from it's story. Sure, half a dozen years has passed in between games (both in-game and irl) but surely the impact of defeating the Calamity would've left something... bigger. Like, wouldn't word have gone around that Link was the one to have defeated the darkness looming the castle? They could've at least acknowledged him directly instead of pulling a Tony Hawk and saying "oh you have the same name as that guy who defeated that evil some time ago". I will give them the benefit of the doubt, but then again everyone knows Zelda and he has never her side so, ???. Sorry, didn't mean to rant there. It was kind of a frustration I felt along with many others while playing the game. Main story-wise I don't have any real issues other than you're seriously telling me that there was another ancient civilization before the previous civilization that had even more ancient technology? It kind of pushes my suspension of disbelief (and once again repeating things from BotW).

Anyways, thank you for sharing your opinion anon! Once again I am immensely sorry it took me this long to come to it; tldr in my opinion I prefer Breath of the Wild's story over TotK's. You do make a lot of good points that I agree with, but I think it boils down to personal preference over which game is better due to how similar the games are, which can be a good thing or a bad thing depending on opinion.

Thank you so much for reaching out and discussing this with me!

#the ladye answers #amazing anon!!! #despite being fine with what we have for totk I do kind of have some ideas on how to improve it #though I do like how totk answered some questions that we had for botw (mainly the 8th heroine story) #but I think it would've been better if it followed the traditional zelda formula of having sequels set in a different place #or if it was just set in the ancient past from the start #I think it would've fixed the open world story aspect #like it could still be open world but in the ancient past #it would present an interesting way because now you're living in the story instead of have it all have already happened in the past #just like in botw and totk #idk again that's an opinion of mine but i think it would made me enjoy totk a bit more #right now I think I'm just feeling a bit meh from it due to experiencing burnout #tears of the kingdom #totk #totk spoilers #totk discussion #also sorry if this doesn't make any sense; feel free to send another ask for clarification #I promise I'll get to that one sooner XD