your comics make me scream but in a good excited way if that makes sense??
seeing what you said about headcanoning Kiyotaka's parents to be divorced, what kind of relationship do you see him having with his mother?
!! Good screaming is an excellent reaction !!
I hope you're ready for something depressing!
(the [ask dump] these head-canons came from)
Use your discretion: the next comic has potentially distressing discussion of divorce and child custody ->
Taka's mother was coddled and primed by her family for the sole goal of entering an influential, comfortable marriage, and was left woefully unequipped for the hideous reality she found herself in. She's far from heartless but trapped in this trainwreck of a scandal- given the option of escape or ostracisation, she took what she saw as her only lifeline. Once she was sent abroad and away from the influence of her family, she does end up marrying for love and eventually summons the courage write to Taka in an attempt to reconnect, and to atone.
Taka does feel conflicted, but since his father doesn't seem to begrudge her (outwardly at least) Taka is inclined to do much the same. He writes back to his mother diligently but (at least initially) out of obligation. The distance caused by the years and miles apart is just a little too far to bridge. Like an Aunt you can't quite picture the face of, who always kindly sends a birthday present every year, but she clearly can't remember how old you are, as the gift is far too childish for you.
Hmmm. . . with as inflexible as Taka is, I don't think he'd just straight out call Hiroko 'mum' even if her and Takaaki were to marry. I can see him adding it to her name like a title or an honorific: "Mother Hiroko" or "Hiroko-Okaasan". Hiroko might not appreciate how old 'Mother Hiroko' makes her sound, but she can't bring herself to correct him.
It'd be awkward to say the least
(Taka's never said his mother was dead, but the way he acts around the topic has made most of the class assume that she is)
Taka gets his tactile nature and over the top emotional and dramatic tendencies from her, as well as his volume.
(!! AH thank you so much!)
Taka has no memories of his maternal grandparents, and in-fact doesn't even know his mother's maiden name. Funny Byakuya should be mentioned, because he knows who they are, and will happily use this information to his advantage.
While Taka's maternal family are also old money business royalty, they aren't as overtly caustic as the Togamis - Taka's mother did grow up feeling loved. It was only when the scandal hit and her family issued the ultimatum of essentially 'choose us or the fire' did she begin to realise that their love of her was contingent on her usefulness to the family name. Her father disowning Taka, a completely innocent child, was ultimately what started her on the path to eventually cut ties with her family herself, though by then the damage had already been done.
(edit: more Takaaki asks [here])
next set of asks are [about pairings]
previous lot are [about Taka and Ishida as twins]
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y’all must be getting very tired of my shitposts by now but,,,,
a Concept™ ~
i have this very clear vision (and when i say ‘very clear’ i mean unnaturally clear, so clear you could see your reflection in it) of the batkids being chased by paparazzi. like that’s it. there’s almost no context. just the batkids. booking it down the street bc someone cough jason cough thought it was a smart idea to try to fucking outrun the goddamn paps.
in the interest of context tho, i imagine it starting out with dick, jason, tim and damian going to the grocery store for smth really dumb like nutella or smth bc dick was getting Cravings™ and the last time he went to Costco alone he swears he saw an undercover Beyoncé in sweats and sunglasses but no one. ever. believes him. (“what would beyoncé even be doing in fucking new jersey?” “it was either beyoncé or an alien with her face.” “the alien theory is honestly more plausible.” “fuck you, tim, aliens can’t replicate that kind of perfection—”)
and so they’re coming out of the store (without seeing beyoncé, unfortunately T-T) and they’re immediately swarmed by this huge gaggle of paparazzi who see straight through their stupid baseball-cap-sunglasses disguise (and also bc they all know dick’s license plate by heart). and they just try the standard procedure, you know? dick and tim passive-aggressively telling them to shove it before jason aggressive-aggressively starts really shoving them, but then one of them gets too close to damian and asks a really invasive, really inappropriate question that you really should not be asking a fucking 10 year-old (but, that’s the paparazzi i guess) and damian has just enough time to turn bright red, sputter out a “excuse me?!” before jason crushes damian’s face to his chest and decks the paparazzo guy right in the jaw.
so now they’re all standing in this huddle staring down blankly at this guy who really looks like he needs a hospital and jason just meets dick and tim’s eyes and says, completely deadpan, “run.” then he scoops up damian and makes a break for it.
tim stares after him for a solid five seconds with such a Tired™ look on his face before muttering “oh my fucking god” and sprinting after him. dick just makes finger guns at the nearest camera before being like “oh well, what can you do? 🤷♂️” and following. and ofc, jason the brilliant idea man who forgot they’re dealing with goddamn paparazzi is all like “wHy aRe tHeY fOlLoWiNg uS???”
but it gets BETTER. they collect all the other batkids as they’re barrelling through the streets of gotham with the paps hot on their heels. steph legit sees them booking it down the street from the window of a café and she’s just like “hold my latté” to the nearest, extremely confused stranger and starts running after them with her phone on a fucking selfie stick or smth and she’s just instagram live-streaming her family running from paparazzi like “what‘s up guys, gals, and non-binary pals guess i have to postpone my cheat day for a surprise family bonding session! what’s the activity, you ask? oh nothing too fancy just hightailing it from these guys” *camera pans over to the huge crowd of paparazzi running behind them yelling out “MR. GRAYSON MR. GRAYSON IS DAMIAN WAYNE YOUR SECRET LOVE CHILD” while dick is loudly and obnoxiously singing a rendition of Pumped Up Kicks to drown them out*
beside steph you can just see cass saying “parkour” over and over again whenever she smoothly jumps over railings or spring-boards off fire hydrants into neat flips and you can hear duke in the background being like “why are we running again?” and tim answering “gee, it might have to do with the fucking sharks chasing us???”
above it all though, you can hear damian screeching “TODD PUT ME DOWN PUT ME DOWN RIGHT NOW THIS IS UNDIGNIFIED I CAN RUN ON MY OWN” and jason yelling back “TO HELL WITH THAT YOUR SHORT-ASS LEGS COULD NEVER KEEP UP YOU'LL BE EATEN ALIVE”
throughout all this, you have bruce just sitting up in the wayne enterprises tower, sipping his coffee like “why am i watching live news footage of my kids being chased through gotham?”
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I Took A Sip From My Devil's Cup, Slowly, It's Taking Over Me
Kim Dokja asks for Yoo Joonghyuk to accompany him to a Demon King's ball as his "faithful servant" to rack up notoriety for their nebula and Yoo Joonghyuk is far too soft for him to say no.
Posting the first lil chapter here. I wanna wait to have more written before I post to ao3. This is set a little before the Great Saints and Demon War but just think of it as canon compliant cause even that placement is a bit iffy. Oh and here's the art that inspired this whole thing. It's by one of the official artists for the novel @/1L9l2Aa8UCL0IGJ aka gumnem
Yoo Joonghyuk didn't know if he heard quite right.
He watched as Kim Dokja took a deep breath and said - slower this time but no less strained, "Be my plus one for the ball and act as my servant."
Yoo Joonghyuk's eye twitched.
"Please!" He hurriedly adds, throwing his hands up in a hopefully placating manner.
Yoo Joonghyuk sighed. "And why would I want to do that?" He sees Kim Dokja light up. No doubt the man had already thought up a dozen ways to convince him to go along with whatever scheme he cooked up this time.
"If it looks like the great Yoo Joonghyuk is my faithful servant, then it'll turn the heads of the demon kings! It's basically free status for our nebula." He finished with his trademark scheming smirk.
Yoo Joonghyuk was annoyed to find that he found it kind of endearing. He crossed his arms. "Fine."
"Now before you say no, just know that-" Kim Dokja stopped suddenly. He tilted his head. "What did you just say?"
He knows he's too soft for him. Nevertheless, "I said fine. I'll go along with your stupid plan."
Kim Dokja's smirk morphed into a genuine wide smile. His eyes seemed to sparkle in the same way they do whenever he gets a particularly rare item. Yoo Joonghyuk couldn't stop his heart from skipping a beat at the simultaneously smug and joyful look on the other's face. Which annoyed him.
So of course, his face naturally turned murderous.
Kim Dokja backed up from where he was about to pat the other on the shoulder and hurriedly turned away. He walked out of the other's room, but not before giving a final smile and a, "Thanks Yoo Joonghyuk!"
Yoo Joonghyuk had to grip his sword before he did something stupid like run after him and kiss him... He really was too soft.
The night of the Demon King Banquet, Kin Dokja and Yoo Joonghyuk met outside of the specialized portal that would take them directly to their destination.
They both had their signature coats on but wore formal clothing underneath. Kim Dokja was clad in a black turtleneck underneath a white suit and white slacks. He completed his look with shiny (just bought from the dokkaebi store) dress shoes.
Yoo Joonghyuk was a perfect compliment to Dokja with his white button-down and black three-piece suit and tie. He had shoes similar to Dokja's but without the laces. He also wore black leather gloves to match his coat.
The company went to send them off and all of them raved about how good they looked. Even Lee Jihye admitted that Kim Dokja looked all right tonight. The kids gave their adoptive father a hug and the two were off.
The portal they went through must've been an expensive one if the lack of dizziness was any indication. They were placed in the garden leading up to the grand hall where the main event was. There were demon kings and their plus ones scattered about and mingling. Kim Dokja thought about taking the time to enjoy the rare flowers and maybe make some connections, but thought better of it. He didn't want Yoo Joonghyuk to have to do this any longer than he has to and harbor any ill will as a result.
While they made their way up the stairs leading to the building, Kim Dokja could feel many, many stares on them. There were those who looked on warily, and others with contempt and greed. Only a couple with anything close to respect. No one missed sizing up the newcomers. He just smiled. It was about time to start their strategy.
[Joonghyuk. Get the door.] He commanded with his true voice, loud enough to be heard by some of the participants below them in the garden.
Yoo Joonghyuk bowed sightly and did as he was told. Immediately, whispering from the guests got very loud and they entered without another word.
Step one, done.
They entered the foyer and were greeted by a "friendly" face.
"Demon King of Salvation! I didn't think this was your scene." The man said, sweet acid dripping from his words like usual.
"Asmodeus." Kim Dokja nodded to him, then shrugged. "I don't particularly like parties, but you know how these mandatory things are. Not even Agares would want to pay the probability for skipping a special scenario like this."
"True enough." Asmodeus then gestured to the perfectly still man sightly behind the other demon king. "Now... Care to explain this? Potion? Ability? Or..?"
Kim Dokja just smiled. "None of the above. I just asked him politely."
The other demon king caught on quickly to what he was planning. He laughed. Oh, this was going to be good. But first...
"What will I get in exchange for keeping your secrets Kim Dokja?"
The man in question tapped his chin. "Hmmm. I wonder?" His grin was as fake as always when he answered. "I guess you'll just have to find out later."
Asmodeus' eyes flitted between the two before a thought popped into his mind. Why wait for fun? He quickly slunk close to Kim Dokja's right side, the one that Yoo Joonghyuk wasn't near, and pulled the man close. He leaned in to whisper against his ear, "I can think of a way you can pay me back right now, Dokja." Lust was in his modifier for a reason and he knew how to get a rise out of someone. He grinned at the involuntary shiver from the other.
Kim Dokja's smile turned a little sour and he stepped back enough to loosen Asmodeus' grip and quickly said, "Trust me, there's something better I have planned so there's no need-" He was cut off by Asmodeus suddenly getting pulled away by his collar by none other than Yoo Joonghyuk. He practically growled at the demon king. "Hands. Off." He emphasized the last word by harshly pushing him away.
Kim Dokja would be a liar if he said he didn't find that tone much more shiver-inducing than what Asmodeus was trying to do earlier.
Instead of being perturbed, he just laughed. "Looks like your pet is protective, Demon King of Salvation."
Kim Dokja shrugged. "He's just doing his job today, nothing else. Now, if you'll excuse us." He beckoned Yoo Joonghyuk to walk with him and the two left for the banquet hall, the latter sending one last glare over his shoulder.
Asmodeus just sighed and thought to himself, "Poor guy. Getting with someone as dense as Kim Dokja would require much less subtlety." Of course... This also meant that he actually had something to look forward to at this banquet for once. He couldn't wait for all the drama that was sure to unfold.
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