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probablybadrpgideas · 10 months

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THINGS I AM UNREASONABLY ANNOYED ABOUT BY GAME SYSTEM

D&D: Please put a disclaimer that you are not a universal system. Every time I see someone try to do a political mystery game in D&D, I take 3d10 psychic damage and have to make a death saving throw.

Pathfinder: Look. If i wanted to play a game about fighting Cthulhu there is an extremely famous game specifically designed around doing that. Literally no-one is ever going to say "Wow, I want to play a Cthulhu themed game! Time to stat up a musical halfling from a magical fantasy land!".

Chronicles Of Darkness: Just admit no-one uses any of your rules. You have Social Door Rules and Integrity Conditions and Corruption Levels and I bet at most 50% of COD players could tell me which of those I made up. Just admit people aren't dressing up as Alucard The Bringer Of Shadows because they want to sit down and do calculus.

World Of Darkness: You know that old guy who's still doing his job even though he is way too old to do it any more, but he's now an institution so you can't get rid of him? Like that. The 90s called and they want literally everything about this back.

Call Of Cthulhu: I appreciate the commitment to authenticity, but maybe stop hiring actual disgraced mental asylum directors from the 1920s to design your sanity system?

GURPS: Look. Look. Listen. We both know that you just want to write history textbooks. These are history textbooks with a few stat blocks begrudgingly put in. If you just give me a book on early Chinese history I will read it and go "ah, very interesting!". You don't need to put in a list of character choices. We're all nerds. We'll read them. Live your best life.

Powered By The Apocalypse: I actually can't think of anything wrong with PBTA. That's not a bit, this is literally the perfect system. Take notes everyone else.

Mutants and Masterminds/Heroes System: Your systems have probably the most customizable character creation in the world and you both just make reskins of the Justice League over and over again. Maybe we only need one "thinly veiled copyrighted characters" setting? You can fight over it once you decipher your combat mechanics.

FATE: Ok I won't lie, I have no idea how the fuck FATE works. I have read the rules repeatedly and played three games and I still have no idea what invoking an aspect means. I don't know why. I grasped the rules of fucking Nobilis but this one just psychologically eludes me. This is more a problem with me I guess, but I'm still annoyed.

Warhammer 40k: Have you considered spending less on avocado toast? Then you might be able to afford to charge less for things?

Exalted: Apart from the lore, the setting, the mechanics, the metaplot, the character creation and the dodgy narrative implications, I can't think of anything to improve here.

#rpg #roleplaying games #can't wait to see which of these get me cancelled #ableism cw

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prismuffin · 1 year

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Back again with a question that lives rent free in my head!!

How do you think; Superman, Batman, Hal Jordan, the flash, and John Constantine react to someone just handing them an unconscious reader?

Basically, the "Here take this".

Ex: Someone puts a unconscious reader into Batman's lap while he's at his computer. Then Batman just stares at the person with a face that screams, 'what am I suppose to do????'.

- Crow

KNFSKNFKLSFN You know I got you Crow- anyway I think that-

Superman would be confused as he takes your unconscious form in his arms. His eyebrows are furrowed as he stares at your chest, focusing on your heartbeat and letting out a slight sigh of relief as he hears the steady rhythm. He'd hold you bridal style as he walked around, just having casual conversations with you resting in his arms. He didn't even think of setting you down until Barry asked why he was still holding you.

Batman would most likely be working when someone just dropped you in his arms with a "here take this real quick". He'd be very confused as the person just walked away nonchalantly. He'd look down at you in his arms, eyes scanning over you to see if you were hurt at all. Seeing the steady rise and fall of your chest, he just deduced you were asleep. He can't be away from his computer for too long so he'd just set you down on a couch in his office, glancing over at you every now and then as he went to back to work.

Hal would most likely try and chase after the person that gave you to him like he doesn't wanna get stuck with this what the hell??? After attempting to give you back to them he'd sigh heavily before looking down at you and wondering if you were even alive. He tried to put you down but you were clinging onto his shirt so he had to carry you around. He had a big pout on his face as he tried to ignore the looks he was getting from people (*cough* Batman *cough*) as he walked around with you in his arms. After a while he gets tired of the stares and tries to wake you up

Barry would just be like "hold this? oh ok" :)...OMG ARE YOU DEAD???- After figuring out you were alive he'd be relieved but like wow- were you knocked out or something cause you are not waking up. He'd set you down somewhere comfortable and then would sit right by you, just watching over you until you wake up so he can be sure that you're really ok since he got practically no explanation of what happened to you.

John would immediately try and hand you back to whoever gave you to him but somehow he ends up failing. He'd probably use his powers on you to see what exactly made you unconscious. After finding out that you weren't harmed at all he'd just sigh and then immediately try and wake you up. His face says it all- he is so done with this shit like why aren't you waking up??? He's gonna have to carry you around isn't he? Sighhhhh welp, guess this is his life now. The second he sees anyone else (that he trusts with you) he's handing you off to them cause he does not want to be bothered.

( I should just rewatch Justice League Dark because omg I forgot abt how hot I found John??? )

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nelkcats · 1 year

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Amity break the silence

What? what made this city so special?, the Justice League wanted to understand

After years of unsuccessful investigation, the Justice League managed to contact the reluctant people of Amity Park, who took themselves as independents, claiming that they did not need heroes since they had defended themselves long before the League existed and the government accepted their political independence in exchange of giving them nothing.

The League did not understand this, why were they forbidden to pass? Why did all their reconnaissance missions fail the second they entered? (Amity is a small town after all, they do recognize each other, this was never going to be helpful) after years of trying to ask the government itself the League was offered a bit of information.

The villagers invited them to see a tradition in the town, something private, just so they could understand a little what was happening. They forbade cameras and information release but they were advised to bring a magician and a curious enough member to the event, of course they were refused to interfere in everything that happened.

The League was surprised by this information but they agreed; when they got to the place Constantine was almost hysterical by the amount of death aura everywhere, the Amity Parker's denied and motioned for him not to say anything. This was directly the veil to the afterlife after all.

In the center of the city, 91-year-old Dash Baxter was smiling, and saying goodbye to his family, the League tensed at this, but the old man only dismissed their concern "It's my time" he whispered affectionately, and smiled at everyone who was reunited "I shouldn't keep him waiting so long."

Slowly and calmly, the old man sat down in one of the armchairs in the old park, right next to a flower-filled but nameless memorial grave, with a smirk he looked at the teenager who had appeared next to him the moment he moved closer to the grave "Did you finally come for my Fenturd?" He questioned mockingly.

The League was shocked at the suddenly emergence of a brilliant teenager, his appearance screaming "other world" but his demeanor calm and humane ; with a sad smile and a hand extended to the old man the boy spoke "We've had our good times Dash, but time always runs out, you're the last of us right?"

"Yeah, it was a good life you know? Even if I had to see Kwan and Pauli holding your hand first" the old man commented looking fondly towards his grandchildren, who were holding back tears "Do you know where I'll go now?"

"Well, I was hoping you'd tell me, but wherever you're going, I know I'll walk you there" the teenager stood up from the bench, taking the old man's hand gently.

"Yeah, I guess so, Kwan and Star are waiting on one side and Pauli on the other?" He questioned sadly, as if he was torn between impossible decisions, which he probably was.

"Yes, Paulina is beyond where I can reach her, will you go with her or will you come with us? Even if you decide to stay, you'll see her again when you fade away, so don't be so quick to decide, ¿eh? I know you're impatient."

"I don't know, it's still a pretty tough call, but before that" he looked at the League and then at the teen, assessing "I need to say, you're a good hero Phantom"

"Uh, that's something you haven't told me in years, back when you were a fan" the boy blushed a bright green, ignoring Dash's mutterings about remaining a devoted fan "Why bring it up now?"

"Because the new heroes need to learn that there are moments where it's not just about saving, but also saying goodbye, their circumstances aren't the same, but even they will have to say goodbye to their cities at some point" he sighed, his exhaustion was easily visible, reflecting in the old age of his face.

"You're being a bit harsh Dash" Phantom chided, though not entirely disagreeing "I was only given the privilege of accompanying you all, I don't think they will get the same treatment"

"Maybe I am, but you could have not done this you know? You always had the choice to run away from Amity, say goodbye, never look back; instead you stayed behind all the years, watching everyone you knew go extinct, how everyone ages while you continue the same until of your acquaintances only I remain, and even with the pain that everything causes you, you took the hand of each one of us, you accompanied us, you met our children, you were part of the lives of our grandchildren, always the first to arrive and the last to finish crying"

"Maybe it was out of selfishness, maybe I wanted to follow them to the other side too, hoping to find a peaceful end."

"Maybe, that doesn't mean that you never left Amity to her fate, even with all the threats to the world everywhere, you stayed here and I think that no one deserves a rest as much as you but you refuse to do so"

"Maybe Amity is all the world I need," Danny shrugged, "and rest would take it off my hands when I'm not ready to let go yet."

"Always the humble" the old man sneered "fine, have it your way"

Very few of the League guests could hear the conversation, but Superman seemed on the verge of tears as they watched as the old man closed his eyes satisfied with his last words, his breathing slowed and his heart stopped beating.

Slowly the teenager bent down to kiss the old man's forehead, keeping their hands together as a feeble spirit rose from the aging man, Phantom took the newly formed shadow's hand and motioned for it to come forward to his side, with an endearing expression in his face.

The last thing the heroes could see were the guiding lights illuminating Amity Park houses where both spirits were passing, until both simply faded from view.

"Oh" for the first time, Constantine seemed to be at a loss for words "That's why you didn't want us here" if anyone had paid attention, they would know how touched he was.

"That was Phantom" the old man's daughter smiled, wiping away the tears that had stubbornly remained in her eyes "Amity's first ghost, the only hero, who accompanies each one of us until the end"

"He lives in Amity?" Constantine questioned, still in shock.

"Yes, you could say, he lives in both Amity's" the woman replied with a small laugh "On the other side of the veil, where all the spirits that once inhabited this place are, and here, protecting us from everything, is a good boy"

"But, he's just a boy" Flash whispered, wanting to deny the existence of anything like ghosts, but Constantine's sad appearance or Zatanna's gaze didn't help his case.

"Don't let his appearance fool you" denied a girl next to the woman "Phantom has existed long before the League, when heroes were dangers and children dreamed of reaching Mars, did you want to know why we stay here? Why did the government agree to leave us alone?" She pointed to the spot where Phantom and the spirit vanished "For him, they put a bounty on his head long ago, so when they begged for help with their strongest threats, he refused."

"Why would they ask him for help?"

"Because he was the first hero, but he preferred to save Amity before the world" pride could be heard in the girl's voice "He made a deal with the government more or less, they leave us alone and in exchange if a universe level threat falls right here, he will take care of it"

"I don't know how helpful a kid would be," Flash muttered, still hesitating, but he was heard.

"Don't underestimate it, your strongest enemies are nothing more than mindless thieves to us" a boy from the crowd crossed his arms "to him, they are like children playing with plastic weapons"

"I understand" Constantine ended the conversation "thank you, for letting us see- all this, it's beautiful; someday do you think he will also take hands with someone from out of town?"

"I don't know, but if you die here after staying with us for a while, well, maybe he'll agree to accompany you too" the old man's daughter spoke again, the woman's eyes were warm, gentle even to him, a damned soul. "He already thinks you are good guys, or the barrier wouldn't have let you in"

"Was there a barrier?" Zatanna was in shock, she hadn't even felt a bit of it, it was impossible.

"Yes, all over the city, but that doesn't matter, are you satisfied with your information?"

"We are, we'll stay away from Amity" Constantine nodded, paying no attention to the protests from the paranoid heroes behind his back or the complaints about having more help on planetary threats.

"Thank you, and Constantine? You're one of the good guys too, remember not to forget that; when the time comes for the veil to part for you, I'm sure the Ghost King will pray for a peaceful end to your soul."

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itsnothingofinterest · 2 months

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So here’s a thought: in the latest chapter; Kudo’s transfer causes Deku and Tomura to relive and mix memories of first meetings with/opening up to future friends. Considering how Kudo was the one who met with and reached out to Yoichi; do you suppose it’s possible we could see the rest of the transfers bring forth memories thematically relevant to the sacrificed OFA user? And if so, can we guess what these memories could be?

Hmm, it might be tough given how most of the OFA vestiges are...not the most fleshed out characters MHA's ever produced, but I’d like to take a crack at it.

~En: memories of Danger & survival We’ll be going in the order I roughly think Deku will shoot the vestiges over, even if that means starting with some especially basic ones. (I'll also be avoiding memories they were both there for since they'd be uninteresting.) For the case of En, the most fearful of the group; that'll be a simple set of times these two were each in danger.

For Deku; that could mean facing Machia or Redestro, although I'd also love him to see some visions of heroes like Endeavor or Star & Stripe coming for his life as well. If he wants Tomura's perspective, he should get his perspective on heroes trying to kill him. And there's quite a few to pick for Tomura to see from Deku; the Zero-Point robot, Muscular, Muscular again, Lady Nagant, ...maybe Gentle?

~Bruce: memories of loss & what comes after To keep things simple still, both of these are two moments (+ surrounding context) they each saw an ally die to a villain. The same villain: Overhaul.

Deku would get to see Overhaul kill Magne right in front of the League. Tomura would see him kill Sir Nighteye in front of his interns. Then as I theorized previously, we could get too see one or both of them experience the blended memory of beating fused Overhaul into the ground and taking his arms for great justice & greater revenge.

~Nana: memories of family & allies (Also, since the effect should be pretty strong by now, and also because it's interesting, let's suppose they may start actually experiencing memories now instead of just playing them in the background.)

For Deku; Perfect as it may seem, it's a bit early to see the Shimuras, so this might instead mean seeing some lower stakes memories with the League. Maybe their training with Machia, maybe some early recruitment moments if that doesn't step on Kudo's thematically relevant memories. Really just check out @codenamesazanka's post here for some great ideas; with special mention going to Tomura sympathizing with Bakugou because he was chained up at the sports festival. I'd love for Deku to see Tomura directing his humanity to League members like Twice, but humanity directed towards Bakugou would be a great foot in Deku's door. (Which of course means the best thing for Deku to see each such kinds of Tomura's humanity, for Deku to compare.)

For Tomura; Oh there's a plethora of choices for Class 1A hangout moments he could see. Although to be honest...I've not been the most invested in these moments, so I can't say which'd be most impactful for Tomura to see. I'm a villain fan, what can you expect?Although if I had to guess, knowing this series and whose memories we're talking about, it'll be something focused on Bakugou. Call it a hunch.

(Though it'd be nice if we did get to see Inko again instead. And I'd laugh if this was how we got to see Deku's dad at long last.)

~Banjo: memories of…okay kind of struggling here since there’s not much to Banjo. Honestly think he might get stolen instead since his quirk's such a lifeline & Tomura could probably steel more than one quirk by the end of this. But if he does get launched; maybe he could cause…memories of friendship? Or of high emotions?

For Deku; that might mean seeing memories of the League working together, maybe in Daika. Or speaking of Daika, maybe it could be Shigaraki’s city destroying awakening. Or maybe the time the League got ambushed & restrained in their bar and Tomura yelled at All Might just how much he hates him.

For Tomura; there are also quite a few of Deku’s memories that could qualify here. Maybe the fight with Muscular, maybe his 2nd fight with Bakugou, or maybe it could fittingly be the time Uraraka and Shinsou saved him from Banjo’s own quirk.

~All Might/Toshinori: memories of (not) being rescued.

For Deku; I think this would go as I described in this post: a mixed memory of him rescuing Bakugou from the sludge villain combined with Tenko wandering the street; resulting in desperately trying to pull Bakugou out from the sludge for hours or days while people pass him in the street, until he finally drags sludge!Bakugou to the bridge to encounter AFO. If he wants Tomura's perspective and see what drove him to villainy, this one's a big part of that.

For Shigaraki, this would be a far simpler memory; but an impactful one too I think. The meeting with All Might where Deku was told he can be a hero. How Tomura would respond to those words, I can’t be sure. Maybe it’d be as meaningful to him as it was to Deku. Perhaps he’ll dismiss the words as just an old dream he doesn’t care for any more, or acknowledge their meaninglessness coming from someone else’s memory. Or if I’m so lucky; maybe he’ll even think back on all the members of the League & other criminals looking to him to make the world they feel safe in and say to All Might “what do you think I’ve been doing?” (Probably not but I think it’d be cool. A guy can hope.)

~Yoichi: memories of their origin.

For Deku; this would obviously be seeing the crying Tenko crying outside of his house because he was abused by his family. Maybe also the events earlier in that day seen in ch.235 too. This would lead to Deku attempting the thing quite a few readers see as the natural conclusion to this memory sharing; Deku reaching a hand out to save the crying child…and it won’t work. I mean duh; this is a memory. He can’t talk to or do anything for the past version of Tenko; all he can do is learn, all he can do is watch the deaths of the Shimuras transpire and hope he gets something out of it that’s worth losing all of OFA.

Although, if I may propose one interesting twist in this: I’ve been theorizing for a while now that AFO could’ve taken the Shimura family’s quirks and hidden them & their vestiges in Tomura. This wouldn’t be my favourite way to bring that up (I’d rather they first meet with Tomura instead); but suppose that allows Deku to talk to the Shimuras as he lives through Tenko’s last day with his family? Could at least be neat.

And for Tomura; I can’t think of a more appropriate Origin-y chapter than chapter 1 page 1: Izuku getting bullied by Bakugou. Maybe they’ll also both be in the same place (we did suppose Deku would meet the crying child above after all), and Tenko could take the place of the kid young Izuku was protecting. I could see Tomura being quite moved by the image…before scoffing. Deku, his self-claimed ‘hero’ who’s been getting in his way and attacking his mind this whole time? Protecting him? And from Bakugou of all people, or anyone else Deku saw as a hero? Lol. Lmao even! Maybe if it was AFO; afraid Bakugou prevented something so convenient from happening though. But as far as Tomura's seen; Deku will save him from anyone & anything except the heroes who mean him harm. A bit like his mom & grandparents with Kotaro. But then maybe he could see Bakugou actually attack Deku, like really beating him up, and it could cause him to wonder…why? Why would Deku then forgive him? Rescue him? Work along side someone who’d treat him like that?

I don’t think any basic-arse heroic symbolism that hasn’t even reflected Tomura’s reality so far would really change his viewpoints or anything. But that question might nudge them. Might introduce the idea that the worst, most powerful people with no big incentive to change, can do so anyway. So maybe, just maybe, Tomura doesn't need to kill them and wash their influence clear as the only way forward for his villainous ilk.

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fleur-de-violette · 3 months

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Dear Mom,

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Summary:

Dear Mom, I finally got a job at the Justice League Cafeteria! Or: Robin over the years, seen by a stranger.

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Word count: 543 Characters: OC, Robin Genre: crack, humor

Dear Mom,

It is real! I still can’t believe I got my dream job: cook at the Justice League watchtower cafeteria! My coworkers have been very nice, and I have so much to learn from them! The justice league members are also very nice: Superman complimented my cake! But Batman scares me a little. I think he might be a vampire.

With love,

Your son.

Dear Mom,

Today, Batman came with a child. It made him much less scary! The kid name is Robin, and he’s a ray of sunshine. He likes strawberry cake the best. I’m a little worried for him, thought. Batman seemed to be treating him well but should a kid so small be with someone that scary? Is he a vampire as well? Do vampire like strawberry?

With love,

Your son.

Dear Mom,

I am doing well. I actually have two trainee that will start working under me starting tomorrow. By the way, remember Robin, the kid who was with Batman. Turn out he’s not a vampire, because he grew up! And oh, boy, was I that way in my teenage years too? (don’t answer that). Because the kid has some issues. I still give him some extra strawberry cake. Teenagerhood is tough.

With love,

Your son.

Dear Mom,

Ok, Robin might be a vampire. And apparently when teenagerhood is too hard, vampire go back in time. Because he had become a kid again, and the process might change some things, as he is now in love with my chocolate cake. I like my life at the watchtower: you never get bored!

With love,

Your son.

Dear Mom,

Robin is not coming anymore. I don’t know what happened to him. I still save him some chocolate cake.

With love,

Your son.

Dear Mom,

Good news! Robin wasn’t coming because he was doing his transformation process thing. Kinda like in Dr Who, remember Dr Who? We used to watch it. Well, that would track. So maybe Batman is a vampire and Robin is a Timelord? Should I ask him? But is it indelicate to ask if someone is a Timelord with just Dr Who as your reference? Maybe Dr Who is an inaccurate representation, and they all hate it? Anyway, this Robin likes caramel and is allergic to nuts. (Can Timelords be allergic to nuts?)

With love,

Your son.

Dear Mom,

You will never guess what! I got the head of the bakery position! This was really what I wanted, now I’ll be able to go full creative with my cakes! This is so, so cool. I ever did an interview for the Planet, be sure to read it.

PS: Robin is now a girl, good for her. She eats my blueberry waffle like they are made of air.

With love,

Your son.

Dear Mom,

Robin is not a girl anymore, and he did his age regression thing. Also his niceness was lost during the process, because he told me that he could teach me how to bake. Me. The head of the bakery.

I want to challenge him to a cooking show off, but also, what do I know? He’s probably like a thousand-year-old, he might destroy me.

With love,

Your son.

#batfam #dc #batman #humor #crack fic #fanfiction #robin #dick grayson #jason todd #tim drake #stephanie brown #damian wayne

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animalluver8153 · 2 years

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Life Assurance AU pt. 3

Danny answers a very polite summons and immediately puts his foot in his mouth.

Original Post <;> Part 2 <> Part 4

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The next summons was very polite all things considered. Saturday afternoon right after lunch. Chores and homework were done and it’s was still a few hours before he was supposed to meet up with Sam and Tucker. It wasn’t instantaneous either, just a whisper at the back of his mind. Someone, somewhere, was requesting an audience with the king of the infinite realms.

With the track record of the past month, he thought it would probably be best to answer it now and get it over with.

A portal opened up with his acceptance, and it was a smooth transition from his bedroom to face Superman.

“You’re Superman.”

Danny didn’t even have time to kick himself over one of his worst introductions. The rest of the Justice League was staring at him.

He stared back. In the back of his mind he registered the plain metallic room they were standing in and the sigil pattern Danny was floating above. Nothing was more attention grabbing than the collection of superhero’s that could certifiably make his half-life much harder.

“I swear it wasn’t my fault! I didn’t even know I had a contract open!”

The crown, maybe trying to get it’s liege to shut up, dropped the temperature sharply enough that small ice crystals started to form in his immediate vicinity.

“Enough,” that was Wonder Woman. Wonder Woman was telling him to shut up and Danny had to swallow down a thank you. The ice crystals dissipated as she turned and yep that was Batman standing next to her.

“Now he’s here. Say what you need to.”

Batman glided forward, graceful as any ghost could have. The cowl made his eyes two white slits in the void and Danny didn’t shrink back exactly but his legs did lose their form and become a tail.

“Are you the King of the Infinite Realms?”

Danny nodded.

“Were you the one who saved Bruce Wayne’s life after the Joker shot him?”

Another nod.

“Why?”

“I am bound by a contract. I will ensure that he and his family will only die from a natural death.”

“Who made a contract with you?”

“That’s the problem! He didn’t make a contract with ME, he made it with the old ghost king. I didn’t know about the contact before I was compelled to honor it. When I tried to get him to take it back he refused and told me to keep it a secret. Said he didn’t want his family to worry about him. Which I totally get because I’m keeping secrets from my family too. Why did I tell you that?”

Batman took a step back. Danny looked at the sigil circle on the floor again and noticed that the outer ring was glowing gold. His eyes followed the gold right back to Wonder Woman.

“Let me guess, the Lasso of Truth makes everything you say inside of it the truth?”

The League members seemed to brace themselves, and that was fine, Danny totally had this handled.

He went invisible and floated out of the sigil circle, he kept quiet as the supers started muttering to themselves on if he left or was just playing them. Luckily no alarm sounded as he made his way out of the metal room and into an equally metal hallway. No problems then, he just had to find which of the three dimensions was the way out and he would be good.

From his experience with hostile organizations, metal rooms and hallways usually meant underground. So he made his head intangible and took a peek at the space above the ceiling. What he wasn’t expecting was actual space. He ducked his head back down before he risked any vacuum-related injuries. After a quick checked his eyes and ears, he took a deep breath and let the laughter take over.

“I’m in space!”

Danny took off down the hallway and kept going, alarm sirens eventually started sounding but at this point he completely didn’t care. He phased through every emergency door and into an elevator shaft until he found something interesting.

There was a room filled with monitors and consoles and more importantly a 360 degree window out into open space. He stayed invisible while talking a long look out the windows to see if he could spot any familiar constellations. The space station was already in the night half of the world so the earth was alight of what looked like the European continent. Some supers came into the room to man the controls but they weren’t saying anything worth paying attention to.

When he got tired of the sirens interrupting his view he decided to hide on the ceiling and watch the league work themselves up. There was one oddball in the crowd of tights. A scruffy looking man in a trench coat looked really irritated as he consulted a heavy looking book. Danny couldn’t remember if he was in the room or not when he was summoned but the pretty lady next to him was.

Feeling impish, Danny dropped down quietly and stood next to Zatanna and whispered “Watcha doin?”

She didn’t jump but trench coat guy sure did, he brandished some kind of rune that snapped a net of light, wrapping around his arms and pinning them to his sides. Danny wasn’t particularly worried, and became visible again.

“Rude, after that really polite summons too,” Danny let the rings of light that change him from Phantom to Fenton appear, it negated whatever spell trench coat man used. Zatanna still didn’t jump and looked oddly calm about the situation.

“It’s been fun up here, but how do I get down without breaking something expensive?”

“We use the Zeta tube system, fifth floor in the elevator. I can override the controls to get you back to earth.”

“Cool,” Danny let his legs form again and stood on the ground. He followed Zatanna into the elevator. Others in the room tried protesting, but she waved them off.

As the elevator descended he turned to face her, “I understand why you did it, I’m not happy about it, but I get it.”

“Can I ask one more thing before you go?”

“I won’t promise I’ll answer, but I won’t lie to you if I do.”

“What’s your name?”

Danny laughed, “I guess ‘your highness’ would get old wouldn’t it? My name is Danny, Danny Phantom.”

“Nice to meet you Danny, I’m Zatanna.”

They shook hands as the elevator dinged for their floor. A complicated looking machine that looked right out of Star Trek was waiting for them. Zatanna went over to the controls to unlock it.

Danny couldn’t help but fidget a little, “On a scale of 1 to hunting me down and skinning me alive, how mad are they?”

“Not mad, just scared. Batman is very protective of his home. He doesn’t trust easily and he will try to understand you and everything you can do. The League is much the same.”

“But not you.”

“If it looks like a teenager and acts like a teenager…”

“I don’t really scream ancient monarch of all ghosts do I?”

“The crown is a nice touch.”

An aurora borealis form around the crown, “The crown says thank you.”

Zantana smiles and a reassuring beep came from the console, “any place in particular?”

“Can you get me close to the Great Lakes? I’ve got a thing tonight.”

“Chicago it is. We hid the drop point in a junkyard shed. Just step inside.”

Danny went to, but stopped shy of the platform, “I can’t break the contract from my end. If I did, what I’ve done would be reversed, and Mr. Wayne will die.”

“And if you honor the contract?”

“A man gives me his soul. I don’t know what happens to him after. I’m still trying to figure out that part.”

“From what I understand, that will be up to you.”

“I was afraid of that,” Danny stepped into the machine and let himself be taken away.

In a secured sub-basement apartment in crime alley, a computer finished its heavily encrypted download of the Tower’s security feed. As it began scrubbing all evidence of the download, a small shaking hand gathered the copy made to the USB and stashed it away. No one in the room spoke.

One of them pulled out a phone and a started dialing.

“Hey Alfred, is- is it ok if I come over?”

#life assurance au #dp x dc #ghost king au #ghost king danny #ccitme

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Day Four: There’s something off about them. . .

okay, so if you thought the other day was a stretch, this one most certainly is. It was originally my idea for Mistaken Identity, but i had to switch it around some. the idea is original from this post by @hidden-under-lock-and-key. it’s a nice break from the angst i’ve been posting. enjoy!!! <3

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When in doubt: Manslaughter fixes everything - 2.1k words

In life, sometimes you here confronted with two options. The longer, hard road of being truthful with those around you and dealing with the consequence of your actions.

Or gaslight, gatekeep, and girlboss.

As Danny stared at the heroes that cornered him in the alley behind Nasty Burger, he was feeling like the former.

“It’s okay son,” fucking Superman stepped forward trying to make himself look as soft as the man of steel could, “we understand the need for a secret identity.”

Danny suppressed a snort. Right. That’s why they were cornering him behind a fast-food joint at eight pm. Real subtle.

“That’s um, great sir,” Danny had no idea where this sentence was going, “but umm. . . yeah, Phantom’s not a meta-human. He’s a ghost,” gaslight it was, he guessed, “and as you can see, I’m not dead. So . . .”

Danny just shrugged. He was used to Wes Weston running his mouth, but this was a whole other ball game. People would actually believe the Justice League if they decided to go public.

But he’d already dug his grave—hehe good one—he might as well keep digging.

“There’s no such thing as ghosts,” the Flash rolled his eyes and gave him a very disappointed look. If he wasn’t very used to them by now, it might have done something.

“Yeah,” Danny smirked looking the Flash dead in the eyes, “prove it.”

“This isn’t a game,” Batman growled and stepped closer to him, obviously in an attempt to intimidate him.

“No, it’s not,” Danny frowned crossing his arms, “this is my life. Not yours, mine. And you’re endangering it just by throwing around accusations like this.”

Judging from the looks on their faces they didn’t understand the weight of the accusations they were placing on him. Great. Just great.

“Metas and aliens are protected,” Superman started, but Danny just shook his head.

“Anyone or anything contaminated with ectoplasm—like Phantom, the dead guy—isn’t considered a sentient being under the Anti-Ecto acts,” they all looked at him with varying degrees of confusion. Dear ancients, they actually didn’t know, “Look it up. Anyways, I’m late for dinner with my friends so I’m just gonna. . .”

Danny gestured over his shoulder and slipped out of the alley, leaving the heroes in various degrees of confusion and concern.

Whatever. Not his problem.

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Turns out it was, indeed, his problem.

The stared, dead-eyed at the three heroes on his doorstep contemplating all his life decisions. Because what deity did he piss off to deserve this?

“May we come in?” Superman asked.

Probably Clockwork. This would be his idea of a joke.

Danny sighed and stepped aside. Better to let them in than have the whole neighborhood see them.

He glared at the heroes as they filed in, the Flash and Superman looking uncomfortable while Batman simply stared in silence. Danny gave the door a good slam and walked back into the kitchen. Just because they were there didn’t mean he had to play nice.

“Who was that dear?” his mom looked up from her tablet as he entered the room.

He didn’t answer. He just grabbed his coffee and glared at the heroes standing awkwardly in the kitchen archway.

“Um, hi ma’am,” Superman said, tentatively taking a step into the room like she was going to hit him with a wooden spoon or something, “we came to talk about your son’s, um. Extracurriculars.”

His mom just frowned, setting the tablet down on the table in front of her, “Danny isn’t in any extracurriculars.”

Danny snorted into his coffee. This was going real smooth.

“Well, not really extracurriculars,” the Flash flashed—ha—a smile at her, “the other things he does. Outside of school. Ya know?”

His mom stood up from the table and walked in front of him, blocking the heroes' paths to him, “No, I do not know. What exactly are you accusing my son of? He’s a good boy, granted he doesn’t get out much—”

“Mom!” Danny could feel his face turn red.

“Well honey, it’s true. Anyways, he’s a good, upstanding citizen. Certainly, he’d done nothing to require this response.” His mom placed her hands on her hips and Danny fought the urge to actually cackle.

Tucker and Sam would never believe him.

“Ma’am,” Batman stepped forward from his place behind his colleagues, “we’re here because your son is Phantom, and—”

Whatever batman was going to say was completely lost in his mother's very loud and colorful disapproval.

“Excuse you!” she pointed in Batman’s face, “You do not get to come into my home and accuse my baby boy of being that—that menace! You are severally mistaken, and you can see my some is alive and well, thank you very much.”

He watched over his mom’s shoulder as she quickly pushed them out the door, ignoring the Flash's protests.

“But there’s something off about him!”

“Never,” she grabbed the Flash by the front of his suit, and for a second Danny thought she was actually going to deck him, “talk about my son like that again. Or I will make you regret ever setting foot in Amity.”

She slammed the door in their faces and Danny just grinned.

“I’m so sorry you had to hear all that sweetie,” she walked over to him and kissed the top of his head, “You know I love you. I’d love you even if you were a ghost.”

He smiled at her. He knew.

But this just made things easier.

“I know mom. I really thought you were gonna punch him for a minute there.”

She smirked at him and ruffled his hair, “Don’t be silly, I would have gone for the legs.”

Gods he loved his mom.

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Danny flinched as the cold night air rushed over his skin. Ugh. Fucking Illinois and its fucking weather. It was seventy earlier, there was no reason for it to be so cold now.

Whatever.

Danny lugged the heavy trash bag out to the dumpster in the alley behind their house. He let the lid clatter down, taking a moment to catch his breath. It was a nice night if those fucking losers weren’t around he’d go for a short flight—

Batman clattered down on the lid of the trashcan, sending Danny flinching back into the rough brick wall.

“Jesus fuck dude! What the hell!” Danny yelled trying to catch his breath.

Batman jumped down onto the concrete in front of him, using his height to loom over Danny.

“We need to talk,” he growled.

“No, actually, we don’t,” Danny huffed, trying to push past him.

Batman caught his arm and twisted it behind his back and—ouch!

“What the fuck! Let go of me!” Danny struggled as much as he could without being suspicious but Batman knew what he was doing and Danny had the arms of a toothpick.

“Not until you answer my question,” Batman growled in his ear.

“Frist of all, get a fucking breath mint,” Danny snarked, call it a defense mechanism, “and second of all, it’s this against the law? You can’t just torture me like this is some bad cop movie.”

Batman threw him around so his back hit the brick wall again, and before he would move his forearm was pressed against Danny’s neck.

“I know you’re Phantom. You know it,” his voice lowered, and honestly, it was terrifying, “you’re either an asset or a liability Phantom.”

Danny gasped for breath, wiggling under Batman’s tight hold. Gods, how much did this man weigh?

“Danny!”

They both turned to see Jazz standing at the mouth of the alley, phone in hand.

“I’d like to report an assault,” she spoke into the phone, looking increasingly worried.

Batman growled and was gone as quickly as he came. Danny felt his legs buckle underneath him as Jazz rushed to his side, still on the phone with the nine-one-one operator.

This just kept getting better and better, he thought humorlessly.

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Clark watched Bruce glare at the tv, making a displeased grunt under his breath.

“The victim's name will not be released, as it was a minor, but that still begs the question: what was Batman doing assaulting a high school? This has been Harriet Chen—”

Clark clicked off the tv, there was no point in watching. He couldn’t believe there were cameras that Bruce couldn’t find—Bruce was even less happy about it. Barry hadn’t even dared ask him if he wanted a donut this morning.

He sighed, sitting down on the motel bed. He just stared at Bruce, who stared at the blank tv.

Riveting.

Clark wasn’t sure exactly how long they sat there before Bruce’s phone lit up.

“Speak,” he said in probably the most unfriendly tone known to man. That was okay, they knew he was working on his people skills.

Slowly. Very, very slowly.

“I found Phantom,” Clark meet Bruce’s eyes as Barry rattled off the location.

They’d get him this time

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Danny watched as the heroes tried to hide in the bushes to his left. But that was kind of hard to do in bright red.

He just rolled his eyes and continued playing fetch with Cujo. Maybe if he just continued to ignore them they’d go away.

About twenty minutes later when Cujo got tired of fetch and decided he wanted to dig around in the dirt was when they made their move.

“Cute dog,” the Flash leaned against a tree, watching the hole three times Cujo’s size get larger and larger, “he yours?”

“Nope,” Danny popped his ‘p,’ casually floating into a laying position, “Cujo’s his own dog. He just likes me is all.”

They were silent for a few more minutes, long enough for Cujo to get started on another hole.

“You,” a deep growl was the only warning Danny got before Batman jumped on him. Luckily that warning was enough for him to go intangible and for Batman to seamlessly go through him.

Batman stood looking almost disgruntled as Danny continued to float. Danny raised his eyebrows at the man as he growled at him.

“You know, it’s rude to jump through people,” Danny told him flatly.

“Give it up kid,” Superman sighed as he landed next to his boy band, “we know it’s you. Please.”

Superman and the Flash shot him almost desperate looks. Huh.

Well, he was too deep now.

“I usually don’t have fans so old,” Danny smirked a little and Batman growled again, “but if you want an autograph or something—”

The words froze in Danny’s throat as Batman pulled up his holograph wrist computer—which was so fucking cool—and opened two pictures. One of Fenton and one of Phantom.

Uh oh.

He didn’t know if he could mansplain, manipulate, malewife himself out of this one.

“Your faces are a 99.8% match,” Batman smirked as much as a stoic rock could, and Danny just couldn’t let him have the last word. He just couldn’t.

Manslaughter it was.

“Right, right, that’s really dope and all,” Danny let himself float till he was eye height with Batman, “but like, also rude as hell.” He crossed his arms and stared down the heroes, letting his eyes burn brighter. “That kid is a fucking nerd for one thing. And also, I’m dead. Like, dead dead.”

The heroes just stared at him like they didn’t believe a word he was saying. Fine. Time to take it up a notch.

“Like, I would honestly love to be that kid, because at least he’s alive, even if he’s a fucking dweeb,” Jazz would be so mad if she heard all this negative self-talk, but it was for the bit, “What do you want from me? My death certificate? My fucking bones?” He let his form grow brighter and the ends of his hair flicker into flames. “Or would you like to hear in excruciating detail how I was frozen alive in an avalanche?”

He raised an eyebrow at the heroes and they backed off. The Flash looked a little woozy at the idea while Batman went back to his neutral state.

“We didn’t mean to—” Superman started but Danny didn’t let him finish. Time for the big finale.

“Didn’t mean to what? Huh? Stick your nose in shit that you know nothing about?” Danny shook his head and tried his best to imitate Jazz’s ‘I’m just disappointed’ look, “And here I would have thought that heroes would know how dangerous it is to insinuate innocent civilians are super-powered. You should be ashamed.”

“We—” Danny interrupted whatever the flash was going to say for dramatic effect.

“Ashamed! Cujo has more manners than you.” He picked up Cujo’s wiggling, dirt-covered form and glared at the heroes one last time. “I am rolling in my grave. I hope you know that.”

Danny flew off, Cujo licking his face as he smirked. Once they got far enough away he looked down at the dog, “Pretty good, huh?”

Cujo just barked and licked his nose. Hopefully that would be the last he saw of the Justice League.

Manslaughter always worked.

#no actual manslaughter in this fic lol #just a play on words #just Danny gaslighting the JL #he said 'I'm not dealing with this' and stuck to it #crack #crack treated seriously #Danny being a dramatic bitch #Danny Phantom #dcxdp #dp/dc week 2022

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Emotions by LadyLark

Raven:

I spent my entire life being in control. It wasn’t easy or fair, but I new it had to be done. I understood. It’s just always so exhausting. I’m so… tired. I want to feel something. I can’t though, not any extreme emotions at least. The common emotions are safe. It’s the extreme ones that are dangerous. Love, despair, rage… these can’t be released. These can’t be truly felt. It doesn’t help that as a planet level empath. I feel all of these. All the time. Especially when a person dies. That’s the worst, cause each and every time. Feels like losing a friend. Some days I can get though it. Other’s… not so much.

Today is one of those bad days. Today, unfortunately we also visited the Justice League. My family know better than to do certain things, when I’m having a bad day. The Justice League… not so much. They are aware of how powerful of an empath I am. I guess it didn’t really register what that actually meant. So after my curt conversation with the League, I left. I just couldn’t stay a moment longer.

Damian:

Raven’s curt words & hasty exit are a clear indication. That she was having a bad day. It’s generally best to leave it. Some thing’s just can’t be fixed. All you can do is take one step at a time.

Hours Later:

The Titans are heading out. When they end up crossing paths with Black Canary and Green Arrow. How they walked. The redness in there cheeks. The giggling…

Damian: “Unfucking Believable.”

Black Canary: “Excuse me?!”

Damian ignores her and continues to walk away.

Black Canary: “Hey! Show some respect!”

Damian rounds on her.

Damian: “You first!”

Black Canary: “What the Hell is that supposed to mean?!”

Green Arrow: “Maybe we should do this in a more private setting?”

Starfire: “I concur this isn’t the place, Damian.”

Damian clenches his fists.

Damian: “You know what? I disagree! I think this is the perfect place for this conversation! After all, if they truly wanted privacy. They wouldn’t have done what they did.”

Green Arrow: “Now wait, just a damn minute! We didn’t do anything in public, but in the privacy of our room here at the League!”

Damian: “Behind closed doors doesn’t always mean privacy. Especially when certain people visit the League.”

Black Canary & Green Arrow start to redden with both embarrassment and rage.

Black Canary: “If this is about Raven visiting. She should know better than to poke around. Especially when a married couple is having alone time. That’s not our fault for something she did!”

Damian: “You two are truly more stupid than I thought. Raven’s abilities are attached to her emotions. As a planet level empath she’s even more sensitive than most. Sometimes no matter how well trained you are, slipping occurs. Especially when big incidents like a certain earthquake causing many tragedies. Can cause even the most talented people, moments of vulnerability. The meeting was planned weeks in advanced. That earthquake wasn’t all that long ago. You’d think two capable adults would at least have the decency to respect a sensitive empath like Raven. By simply keeping it in there pants for a few mere hours.”

Green Arrow: “Well when you put it like that. It makes us look like complete jerks. Looks like we’ve got an apology to deliver Love.”

With a horrific look on her face.

Black Canary: “Yes it looks like that.”

Starfire: “I don’t think that’s a good idea, right now.”

With questions on there faces. They wait for Starfire to explain.

sighing Star continues.

Starfire: “Other than the fact that it’s embarrassing to Raven that she lost control. As well as being horrified that she invaded your privacy. Something she takes very seriously. Raven is no doubt in a state of jealousy.”

Black Canary: “Jealousy?”

Starfire: “With her powers being connected to her emotions. Raven can’t ever not be in control of her emotions. Feeling the freedom you two have and knowing she will never experience herself. Is probably a horrible thing to experience.”

Black Canary: “oh…”

Green Arrow: “I guess we’re gonna have to be more careful next time. As well as discreetly let the rest of the League know not to repeat our mistakes. It’s the least we can do for Raven.”

Damian: “tt! At least you have some brains in that skull of yours”

Though very furious Black Canary chooses not to punch him. Just this once…

Raven:

I feel my family enter and Damian especially. His worry and angry is particularly strong today. He must have realized what had happened. Eventually he walk into my room. We stare at each other. Than he sits behind me. We proceed to cuddle.

I may never be able to truly experience the full spectrum of emotions, but I can feel contentment… peacefulness. I take it with relief.

The End

(Hey all! I hope this one is a good one. Enjoy!😁)

#raven roth #damian x raven #damian wayne #damian al ghul #raven teen titans

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Fictober 2023

Prompt number #22 Fanfiction Fandom: Flash Rogues Rating: T – Teen and up Warnings: A creepy guy.

Day Twenty-Two: “Who takes care of you?”

The neighbour knocked at the door with some hesitation. She didn’t know the man who lived there, after all, but he did have a reputation for being strange and rude. She’d only seen him twice before, and one of those times he’d leered at her.

But she was a social worker, and she thought it good to help the people around her whenever possible. Maybe the man was just misunderstood.

The door swung open, and Alvin grinned when he saw who it was. “Yeah?” he greeted her, scratching his rear end for an uncomfortably long time.

“Hi, I’m your neighbour Deborah, and I thought it’d be nice to get to know each other,” she said politely, offering a hand to shake despite the scratching. Alvin laughed delightedly.

“Sure, come right in. I’m Doctor Albert Desmond, scientist-at-large.”

Unfortunately, Deborah didn’t know him well enough to realize that he’d given the name of his unlucky twin, as he so often did. She smiled and stepped inside, though the smile became strained once she saw what a mess the place was.

“Siddown and I’ll get you a beer!” Alvin chortled, heading into the kitchen to grab a few cans. She grimaced when she saw a large pile of dirty magazines on the coffee table, but decided it wasn’t her place to judge.

She sat down on the couch and noticed some underwear wedged between the cushions, though she couldn't tell whether it was clean or not. But Alvin then tossed himself onto the seat next to her and offered a can of cheap lager, which at least was still fully sealed.

“So, you said you’re a scientist? What do you do?” she asked kindly.

“Eh, I’m a jack of all trades, really. I work for people who’re willing to pay cash, and do my own research on the side. I’m trying to develop a vaccine for crabs!” he said with great enthusiasm.

The look on his face suggested that he wasn’t trying to save marine life, but the work would probably help people and for that she was glad. Besides, at least he wasn’t cooking drugs, and he seemed far too slovenly to become any kind of so-called “supervillain”. She’d met a few of those in her line of work, one of whom had lived in her last building before it was destroyed in a battle with the Justice League.

She might have had some quibbles with supervillains.

“How long have you lived here?” she asked.

“Oh, I dunno. I think they forgot I’m here, `cause they don’t charge me rent. Or maybe that’s because I turned the super’s desk into salt a while back!” He laughed so hard at this that she frowned with concern; he didn’t seem stable, or to have much grasp on reality. Maybe she and her colleagues really would need to intervene.

“Who takes care of you, Albert? Do you have anyone in your life to check on you, and make sure you’re okay?”

He seemed puzzled. “Whaddya mean? I'm a bachelor, living a wild swinging single-guy life! Nobody tells me what to do!”

“So, um, I’m going to give you the number of somebody who can help, and he’ll come over to talk to you later this week,” she said evenly as she scribbled a phone number on a piece of paper. He took it and stared.

“Is this some kind of therapy thing? Because I don’t do therapy anymore.”

“We just want to make sure you’re all right.”

He sighed, and looked genuinely regretful.

“So, this is gonna end in one of two ways: I give you lots of gold to make you scram, or I threaten you and/or actually turn you into salt to make you gone. So I guess that’s really one of three ways, sorry. Which is it gonna be?”

“Albert, I…”

He pulled the Philosopher’s Stone from his pocket, and suddenly the cheap wooden coffee table became sodium. Then it was tungsten. Then it was transformed into pure helium, quickly dissipating into the atmosphere.

“Crap, now I need another table,” he muttered under his breath. “Anyway, the point is, I can do it and I mean it. I think you’re hot, so I’m giving you a choice most people don’t get. What’s it gonna be?”

“…I’ll take the gold, and I’m going to move out right away. You won’t hear from me again.”

She absolutely meant it.

“That’s my girl!” he grinned, and clapped his hands triumphantly. “You made the right call, and I’ll give ya all the gold you can carry. But just between you and me, d’you have any interest in the ol’ slap n’ tickle?”

She tried very intently to keep her face neutral lest he take offence. “Um, no thank you.”

“Too bad, you’re a total babe. Well, a deal’s a deal.”

Alvin searched for the remnants of his half-eaten lunch and turned them into solid gold, and he grabbed a few of his least-favourite magazines and subjected them to the same fate.

“They’ll melt down as well as any gold bar,” he shrugged when she gave him a funny look. But right now she didn’t care about all the weirdness anymore, and hurried to the exit with her heavy gleaming burden.

“You know where I am if you change your mind about the tickles!” he called as she speed-walked to her apartment and slammed the door behind her.

She took a deep breath once she felt (mostly) safe. She was going to pack a few things, head to a motel, and hire movers to take the rest of her possessions away as soon as possible. The gold would pay for a new start in life, and it was time to leave the city of Keystone and its madness far behind.

#fictober23 #Dr Alchemy #fanfic

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the flg redesigns could not be going better

meaningless oc rambling and doodles below the cut

recently i’ve found myself slowly latching back onto flg with the thread of hastur sr. and achelo becoming planeswalkers after the main story. i’ve always planned on achelo working under dana in hundred nights, but with the more recent recontextualization of the kailash clan (in regards to the connection of the ancients to nyarlathotep) it’s only right that hastur sr. joins him. as such, now i’m kind of just thinking about everyone again.

since nobody really got to watch or read FLG while Rough Copy and its adaptation were floating around on the net, i can really overwrite whatever i want. chaos galaron, my sweet (deceased) baby is no longer titled Cosmic Devil, but i’ve chosen to have him be “Spacecreep” because if he’s a vintage supervillain, he deserves a name befitting of such. i think his new design was a swing and a home run. i’ve kept what was important about his original design while drawing him closer to nepenth’s (his nephew) redesign. it’s the perfect middle, and is better than the old one by leagues. so good i’m reconsidering killing him off, but that would completely undermine nepenth’s awesome character arc.

i’m thinking of having nepenth initially inheriting the name of spacecreep (like in the original story) but inevitably becoming 'cosmic devil' when he grows into his own.

but speaking of names, i think the name of “TBA” the actual fucking main antagonist of the story, the one i’ve labored over and thought about for literal years of my life, the one who this whole time had simply been named “To Be Announced”….. i think i’m going to give him the hero name of Mankind. it fits for everything his character is! so that is what it shall be! adding the blue to his outfit was a genius move on my part because if you invert it…. you get hastur sr’s yellow

R.I.P THE RED CAPE OF JUSTICE 💔 you will not particularly be missed

mr. “wave king” reaper also got a minor redesign, though, most of his old design isn’t visible here. i think his new face structure suits him well, and helps him deviate from my multitude of skull faced OC’s. also present in this doodle is his salmon wife who has remained completely unchanged. here’s an extra doodle i dont have posted anywhere but here

i’d like to keep his bath robe, though

hastur sr’s redesigning is far from done though. my glorious king in yellow will surely have a multitude of designs to cycle through until he feels just right. not to mention the fact he needs 3 separate designs for “The Worlds Worst Villain”, “The Scholar In Yellow” and “My Shitty Deadbeat Dad They Put In A Big Ass Battery”. maybe even one more for sundown/post-main series. i’ll have a lot to puzzle out with that. i’m thinking about toning down his tentacle motif, and in turn, likely hastur jr’s as well. it’s such an important design to FLG and could change the whole series from here on out. it isn’t set in stone, though. i’ve always been a sucker for hastur jr weaving his tentacles together like muscle fibres to form giant arms and shit. so maybe i’ll let him keep them in some form, maybe in his given power.

he’ll have to keep the tentacle power in some form

bla bla bla i’m tired and there’s not much else i really much else i have to ramble about. i guess i’m glad i can draw achelo now instead of making him have a weird squid head. you’re free now. I’d like to draw him in some more casual clothes though so I can better visualize him as he is in hundred nights. i also have to figure out how i want to visually represent his Archive ability, but seeing as i’ve now read 10000 manhwa with some kind of System Ability, i doubt it’ll be very hard for me.

next time i’ll be sure to redesign nuclear winter. and probably a couple others too, i guess.

#mostspecialgirldoodletag #stupid oc rambling #relicverse #flg #bravadon reaper #chaos galaron #hastur sr #achelo #mankind #nepenth galaron #hastur jr #aegean lawrence vydel #sa’ara pyrophyte byblis #oc #oc design #ocs #original character #original characters #oc art

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Fanfic Progress Update 161

So, Hazbin Hotel was effing NOICE :D Didn't inspire me to write so far, but we'll see how this brainrot progresses. Currently I'm at the stage where I watch the musical parts 15 million times a day, the next stage is usually reading fanfics written by others, and the next one is writing if I fail to find what I'm looking for or just feel like it. Again, we'll see. On other news, stay tuned for the last sneak-peek for A Sign that you're important at the bottom of this post!

Current WIPs:

A Sign that you're important

Fandom: Sonic the Hedgehog, movieverse

Summary: One month upon his assigment as Doctor Robotnik's assitant, Agent Stone is told to learn sign language. He doesn't know why, and isn't suicidal enough to ask, so he simply rolls with it. Turns out, it's not just a whimsy of the eccentric doctor, even though that doesn't stop the doctor from utilizing it like one.

Progress: Chapter 5 was posted on 18th of January. The last chapter will be posted on 25th of January aka the next Thursday. Chapter 6 is a bit over halfway written, so cutting it a little close here, but I'll get it done in time. The biggest problem will be the chapter title tbh. I have a placeholder title (the old title for chapter 5 actually), but it's not perfect, so I'll need to brainstorm at some point, which is hopefully not on Thursday right as I'm posting it XD;

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Labor with a side of lattes (formerly known as "Life at the laboratory". Now the title isn't as boring and also vibes properly with the title of next part of the series)

Fandom: Sonic the Hedgehog, movieverse

Summary:

"Wanted: a yesman who is capable of operating an espresso machine, has at least a higher IQ than your average amoeba, and is willing to put work before having a personal life, or indeed a life, period. The extra in your pathetic paycheck is good, but the strain in your psyche will make up for the positives. Forfeit your basic human rights and apply today if this sounds like you."

Maybe it said something about Agent Stone - and probably not good things - that the poster in the cafeteria's pin board piqued his interest more than any of his official assignments had for a good long while.

Dr. Robotnik, huh?

Progress: This one will be part one of a two-parter longfic, the first part probably... 10-ish chapters? It's a bit hard to estimate at this point, so the number is subject to change - will probably end up being increased tbh. My weekly writing hour (as in, a specific hour when I sit down and write, no excuses [other than not being home]) is devoted to this fic.

I have the first five chapters done. Chapter 6 is 1/3 written.

I also have two halfway written chapters that don't yet know their exact placement within the fic (they're scenes that will be slotted in to wherever they feel natural, once the fic is ready for them.)

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Other WIPs I’m not currently working on but intend to get back to Someday™:

PoE Drabbles (Pillars of Eternity)

DC Drabbles (Justice League)

Diaphanous Relations (Forgotten Realms, R.A. Salvatore’s books)

Rolling with it (Zelda: BotW)

Hah, our afterlife is the most hilarious bushwa, dearest! (Hazbin Hotel)

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That’s it for the WIPs! Here’s the promised sneak-peek into A Sign that you're important (Note: the text may end up slightly different in the fic itself due to more editing happening before publishing). Enjoy!

Maybe it would have been better if he had never been able to talk with Knuckles. He could have just dropped the renegade red rascal at the hedgehog’s home to do whatever it was he had assumed Knuckles wanted – he had assumed punching, ripping some quills, and moving on, if he had had to hazard a guess when he had been unable to hear – and been none the wiser about the Master Emerald. He could have been content about the hedgehog getting some much deserved use as a punching bag and moved on with his own plans. Getting to Stone, kissing him silly, freshening up, eating actual food, getting a good night’s sleep in an actual bed (preferably with Stone in it), getting acquaintanced with the cafe lab, and making plans for further actions in the morning. Plans that likely would have involved checking up on the hedgehog to see if there was anything left to salvage in the wreck for science, and whether further revenge was necessary. Getting to his secret lab. Considering negotiations for his re-employment with the government – he had done nothing wrong, he had been acting on their orders to find out what had caused the blackout and he had been given the leave to deal with it in any way he deemed necessary.

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That’s it this time. See you next Saturday!

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#fanfic progress update

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witchcraftandburialdirt · 11 months

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6. 30. 38. 39.

MUNDAY ASKS

6. Is there any other muse in this fandom you’d like to RP?

---Everyday of my life I fistfight the two wolves in my brain begging me to rp Yoriichi - aka my Beloved Boy, I just told Mars and Han about his entire lore because I always have brainrot about him and I want him to be happy----

ANYWAYS BUT!!! SO....BACK TO ACTUAL LEAGUE, AHAH. I actually have thought about making @consign-to-oblivion a MALZAHAR blog too because I love my weirdo cult man and if Riot won't do him justice than by the power vested in me I will do it my damn self- But...I probably won't because as I said in my other posts...I cannnot handle more than one blog at a time. I have that ADD Dyslexia Swag™ and will not be able to juggle Robin and Malz (this is when y'all are supposed to tell me to delete Robibi and open Malz LOL). So! Its a big maybe for now.

30. What are your favorite RP tropes to play? (angst, hurt-comfort, etc…)

---Answered HERE! Hehe, Spuk beat you to it!

38. What’s the best inspiration for your muse?

---Okay this is going to be the weirdest connection of the night and I deadass feel like this:

But something I noticed that actually really inspires me to write is like...listening to music from old Disney music, he's got that Timeless™ energy. You cannot tell me that Robin does not, somehow, remind you of Sleeping Beauty (1959), because he does and anything else is just slander and wrong. Anyways, that or listening to witty dialogue in games/movies. Robin is a lot smarter than me and I genuinely need to prep my brain to try and think at an IQ much higher than my own. God sorry the energy drink has kicked in and my brain is a bouncy house so this is going in a lot of different directions.

39. What’s a song that reminds you of your muse?

---I have not one but TWO playlists for Robin, one that's more standard in its flavor and the other one is unhinged batshit crazy (because I mean, can you blame him? He's been in the deep woods all by himself for years...). I will share a SINGLE song between them both, you can guess which one its from:

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#mun speaks #munday asks #kiguard #im unhinged again

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hiiii! I not really big on opening up to anyone but I tink I need some advices. a while ago me an my ex broked up and while I am glad we not together and I'm very happy wit my current partner and is way very healthier, my ex knew about me being agere and took care of me when I was feelin smol, but my current partner don't know an this is really botherin me. ik that he proly won't care, but I'm scared to tell him cuz I scared he gonna leave. I thought I could keep it to myself and just be smol when is just me, but the other night I regressed when we were watching justice league unlimited (bestest show eva) and I tink I did good at actin big but I feel like I has to tell him bc ik this is gonna happen again an I don't wanna hide who I am. I sorry for dumpin this out but I dunno who else I could ask for advice on this from. tank you for listening and for your entire blog, it been a really big help for me to know that I'm not broken for being agere and it's ok to be smol

Heya kiddo! First and foremost: you are not broken for being agere.

I feel like I get asked pretty often how to ‘come out’ as a regressor. There’s no right or wrong way, as long as the timing is right and you’re ready to have that talk. It can be nerve wracking for sure, but the good news is you can be open about your emotions once it’s out there! It can also take a lot of anxiety off the partner when you tell them- maybe they’ve regressed too, or they’ve noticed and haven’t known what to do, and now you can openly talk about it!

We luckily live in a day and age where if your partner has questions, there are tons of resources to find some answers! Agere isn’t gross or strange, it’s most commonly a coping mechanism when someone had something happen that made them grow up too quick. If you’re comfortable enough, sharing that can help explain why it happens when they inevitably ask- but if you’re not ready to talk about it, you can always say ‘I’m not ready’ and come back to it later in life.

It’s probably a good idea to come up with ways your partner can interact with you before you bring it up, because the second most common question someone has is ‘how do I act when you’re in that space?’

Different people have different levels of comfort when it comes to being ‘hands on’. Do not start off expecting them to be perfect! Caretakers spend a lot of time basically playing guessing games- especially when they’re new to it. If you’re able to stay ‘big’ enough to still care for yourself at first, you can teach your partner things that make you happy. Bring up your favorite books, snacks that make you small, shows, games, things that you like to be called (like kiddo or little one), anything that’s easy to remember. As time goes on, they’ll learn your ‘tells’ and get better at coming up with things on their own, but it does sometimes take a bit for even the most excited new caretakers to actually get a footing.

I also want to offer that my dm and askbox are both always open for first time cgs looking for tips! I’ve been on both sides of agere, and I know how challenging it can be to try and navigate the craziness, but I also know how worth it everything can be when my star is sleeping soundly with their paci and stuffies. All relationships take a little work, but if you both spend the time learning about each other, it will be worth it.

I’m wishing you the best of luck little one, I hope this goes well for you! I’m extremely proud of you for being honest with yourself and knowing that this is who you are! There’s no shame, no reason to hide it! Go enjoy life, stop and smell the flowers, and be who you are. You deserve to be happy!

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Character Profile: Henry King, Jr. (Brainwave, Jr.)

Since I already talked about Jennie and Todd, it’s time to profile the third corner of their weird little triangle: Hank! A.K.A. Brainwave, Jr., a strong contender for the dumbest codename in the DCU. Bless his heart.

CONTENT WARNING: So much ableism and stigmatizing of mental illness, you guys. Also a little brain-related body horror.

Like Jennie and Todd (and Al), Hank first showed up in the 80s as a founding member of Infinity, Inc. Unlike every other member of the team, though, he is not the child or successor of a Golden Age hero, but a Golden Age villain - specifically, his father Brainwave. Hank inherited his dad’s psychic abilities, but luckily not his looks:

A truly unhinged way to introduce yourself to the JSA, Hank: show up in disguise as your evil father, make fun of them, attack them, and then ask for help. Incredible.

During the course of the first Infinity, Inc. arc, the elder Brainwave does the only decent thing he’s ever done in his life, and sacrifices himself to save Hank. As he dies, he transfers his powers to his son’s brain:

This does not end well for Hank. Actually, it doesn’t begin well, either - Hank starts hallucinating his father berating him at inopportune moments:

On the other hand, Hank does end up in a very cute relationship with his teammate Jennie, as we discussed in her profile:

Awww, they’re cute! They probably lost their virginities in that cave! Good for them, I guess!

Hank also makes a connection to another member of the team: their leader, Sylvester Pemberton, the original Star-Spangled Kid and later Skyman. Syl is a Golden Age hero, but thanks to travel shenanigans, he’s only in his very early 20s, around the same age as the II kids. He also has an adopted sister, Merry, who became the obscure superhero Gimmick Girl...and who also happens to be Hank’s mother. How Brainwave Sr and Merry even met, let alone why Merry married a decades-older, extremely evil, crusty little nugget of a supervillain, is never explained.

Anyway, this makes Sylvester Hank’s uncle, a fact that they are both pretty gleeful about judging by the frequency with which they refer to each other as “uncle” and “nephew” throughout the rest of the series. So it’s pretty hard on Hank when Syl is murdered, leading to the disbanding of Infinity, Inc. At this point Merry was dead (she’s later retconned to be alive), so Hank has just lost his last living relative and his only support network, which may partially explain why things suddenly go...really, really badly for him.

By which I mean, he disappears until the mid-90s and then completely arbitrarily attacks a branch of the Justice League:

Oh BOY.

Yeah, so Hank is a villain now, and also “crazy,” in the thoughtlessly ableist comic book-y sense of the word. For absolutely no reason, he has decided to honor his father by attacking a team full of people with zero connection to his dad and barely to him (he met Captain Atom once, back in the 80s). I cannot overemphasize how much this character assassination is not explained and has zero buildup. I think it’s supposed to be funny, hence Hank constantly declaring himself to be “eee-vil”? But, like, it’s not.

Also, he shaved off all his beautiful hair! I’m so sad.

Hank next appears in the Green Lantern/Sentinel: Heart of Darkness miniseries. I talked about it in the Jennie and Todd recap, but suffice to say: everything about it is awful. The plot revolves around Jennie’s mysterious abduction, for which Hank is only a red herring, but it’s revealed that Alan has funded a private asylum solely for the purposes of incarcerating Hank and keeping him away from Jennie. It’s...brutal, and deeply disturbing:

There’s so much wrong with this. The breathtakingly offensive depiction of mental illness. The fact that Alan, a supposed hero, would do this - and Kyle, Todd, and even Jennie don’t seem to care in the slightest. The one doctor we see, who gushes about how fascinating a subject Hank is to study, but says nothing about helping or treating him - and Alan explicitly says all he cares about is keeping Hank locked up. The vague sense that this is Alan’s punishment of Hank for having had sex with Jen. Also, how did Alan even get any of this power over Hank? Why was he allowed to do this? It’s monstrous and I hate everything about it.

A few years later, Hank escapes (how? we don’t know) and attacks Kyle, Jennie, and Alan:

Honestly I’m kind of on Hank’s side here. (His calmness here is explained by having found the right combination of medications, which...may or may not be true, as we’ll see.)

We next see Hank a couple years after that, as part of a JSA storyline. Black Adam and Atom-Smasher (Hank’s old II buddy Al Rothstein) form a splinter group of JSA-ish characters who are willing to cross lines the JSA won’t. The group includes Hank and another former Infinitor, Norda, presumably on Al’s invitation because, like...he’s the one who knows them. I talked about this arc in more detail in Al’s profile, but essentially, they kill a terrorist, then go to Adam’s home country of Kahndaq, kill its current dictator, and put Adam in charge. War breaks out, and the JSA shows up to intervene.

Hank is very in control and more powerful than we’ve ever seen him, but he also seems to have zero scruples left:

That narration is from Black Adam, and his reference to “helping” Hank is also the reason that Hank has gotten so coldly vicious: Hank isn’t driving the bus anymore.

See, when the JSA invaded Kahndaq, they also brought the Atom, who decided to shrink really tiny and climb around in Hank’s brain for...reasons? And he discovered that he wasn’t alone in there:

Yeah, that’s Mister Mind, a Captain Marvel villain. It’s...not totally clear what the sequence of events was here, but I’m assuming Hank escaped from the asylum on his own, Al invited him to the antihero squad, and then Adam put a worm in his brain? I have to assume Al didn’t know about Mister Mind; Al has made some poor choices at this point but he would not do that to a friend.

Anyway, the Atom defeats Mister Mind, the JSA takes Hank back, and then we get the laziest possible resolution to everything that has happened to Hank over the past decade:

Yeah so basically when Hank’s father uploaded his powers into Hank’s mind, it caused a weird, tumor-like growth that made him massively more powerful but also drove him “““crazy,””” for terrible ableist comic book definitions of the term. But Mister Mind ate most of the growth, so Hank’s fine now! And still one of the most powerful psychics on the planet!

Oh, and that woman in the middle there? That’s his mother, Merry. You know, the one Hank believed to be dead, the one who he said he saw die? Yeah, around when he was stuck in the asylum she showed up in Young Justice, totally fine, never mentioning she had a son. So. (This is obviously a continuity error, but my headcanon to make it work is that Senior made Hank believe he’d seen Merry die. Maybe even put a compulsion on Merry to keep her from contacting Hank or Syl? I wouldn’t put it past him!)

(And while we’re talking about Hank’s family, I should also note that Hank technically has a sister, Jacqueline, who briefly took up the codename of Gimmix in honor of Merry. She only appears three times before dying, it’s unclear if she and Hank have the same father since her last name is Pemberton, and she and Hank never interacted in canon. So...there’s that.)

Hank teams up with the JSA once more when they have a problem that requires his particular skill set, and he seems to have made peace with...everything:

Hank, this costume sucks.

Hank then goes to the fictional South American country of Parador and winds up taking care of a bunch of children who have had genetic experiments performed on them by the evil government/drug cartels running the country (this story is WALLOWING in racist stereotypes). He also grows out white guy dreads, which is...a choice:

Like. Hank definitely discovered weed in Parador, and I’m happy for him but also think he should probably shave his head again.

Annnd that was the last we saw of Hank before the New 52 wiped out his entire generation and reset the original JSA back to younger, shittier versions of themselves. Hank and his father do show up in the New 52 but now they are French??? Their names are both Henri Roy??? Also Hank is a teenager. Anyway those versions sucked and they’re gone now so who cares.

Original Flavor Hank was restored to the DCU actually before the rest of the Infinitors, since he had a non-speaking cameo in Justice League: No Justice back in 2018, but as of last year’s Infinite Frontier, he has definitely been restored along with his team, with his full history presumably intact, although he’s only appeared in flashbacks so we haven’t technically seen him recently.

Buuut you can see him tomorrow, in my fic for HankTodd Weekend! And hopefully Hank will return to comics soon now that JSA characters are showing up again. Fingers crossed!

#henry king jr #brainwave jr #character profiles #meta

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Also yeah I did realize I contradicted myself ToT by saying I wanted a break from Silent Reading type crime mystery realism stories, just to immediately go find poyun in chinese and the English translation (which is by like 3 groups so I'm piecing together where to find all chapters) and then go on bilibili to watch fanmade music videos

;-; I remember the leak like YEARS ago now that potentially Cheng Yi and Liu Xueyi would play the leads in poyun 2 tunhai adaptation that was getting made. Which I assume may never see the light of day... (but that'd absolutely be Dream scenario if it existed)

I remember back then, the leaks also came for Silent Reading's drama casting. With fei du being picked fairly consistently, but Luo wenzhou having multiple picks with the actual guy in Justice in The Dark not being any of the rumored guys. I remember being SO excited and scared for it because I LOVE Silent Reading and feared it would get made so poorly, cast so poorly, look as visually yikes as Granting You a Dreamlike life etc... and also I figured if only X danmei got to air (word of honor and 2ha being rumored back then) then I figured modus certainly wouldn't make the cut. Because it was full of content that'd be potentially censored. Not just gay stuff but a Lot. And then like... like an absolute miracle, a completely unpredictable unforseen possibility. It actually did air partly. During a year when technically no danmei at all did (post Word of Honor), because League of Nobleman may be bromance but as far as I'm aware wasn't adapted from a danmei novel so it wouldn't have the same Critical Eye on it (I'm assuming it's more a dmbj situation). And those 8 episodes? They were good. They were better than I ever even dared imagining was a possibility. They were more than I could've ever hoped, so much exactly what I would've wished if I'd ever dared to let myself wish (which I didnt). And because of that absolutely unforseen surprise, I'm still very stubbornly (probably clownishly) going to assume some day the rest releases. Please.

(Though rationally I think... if big budget well made 2ha's Immortality airs, or Sha Po Lang's cdrama airs, there's hope for bl danmei/dangai show releases again. I say that because frankly so much money and investment of quality was put into 2ha's Immortality that i imagine the company's who own it would like that monetary payoff if there is ANY way to still air it eventually. And once it does air, it will be a temperature gauge: does it get so popular or so much attention in negative ways that there's Another long term halt of danmei releases, like right after Word of Honor? Does it release relatively calmly like The Untamed and pave the way for the plethora of currently-held danmei cdramas to get to air afterward? If the second option is true, then it's likely Sha Po Lang will air soon after... or wait several months so they get more of their own hype without competition, and it's likely the Eons of less Anticipated danmei adaptations start releasing again with less intense scrutiny like The Way of The Bat, Of Mountains and Rivers, etc. So I think... if Immortality manages to release and fully air, it'll set the tone of what is released after for the next year+. And that drama I find most likely to release next, just because there's a lot of money in it. Then I guess... the wildcard prediction is Justice in the Dark fully drops at some point like magic again, stealing steam and attention... or another unexpected smaller production danmei adaptation dares to drop. Then because it gets so much attention as an Unanticipated but Only danmei out, that'll set the tone but the tone will probably still be "NO more" until a big danmei airs. That's my thought process anyway... a reaction to a big danmei adaptation may predict if other less big ones are allowed to easily air again, or if there will be none for a while. I saw that Marcus guy mention that there were rumors of Immortality trying to release this summer. But honestly? Who knows.

Now. If you want to believe in something as illogical and senseless as superstition. I made a bet that Immortality would air when my health issues improved. And well. I ate pizza for the first time again in like 3 years. I'm seriously considering maybe lowering my medicine dose soon. So lol based on my Completely Illogical superstition? I predict a release for Immortality in August to September, if it's this year.

As for Justice in the Dark? I desperately hope the companies involved straighten up their mess, and re-release and finish releasing with no warning asap. I would like to hope it just all leaks accidentally like Joy of Life did. But I think it's more likely (although still magically unpredictable) the show will just suddenly reappear, as randomly as it did the first time. It's a Well made fucking show. It's like a good budget crime kdrama, it's fucking excellent. So i hope it sees the light fully eventually.

Anyway just... I'm nostalgic from when all the news of danmei adaptations came out... and against many factors, I still wish somehow they do come out. I'd love to see Poyun realized as a show. I remember seeing Justice in the Dark the first day, and just blown away beyond any assumptions I couldve had, that the show was really everything me and fan made videos alike had envisioned for the novel in shoe form, and more.

#rant #poyun #justice in the dark #anyway it looks like im probably reading zhenhun poyun and then in english my fanfic wmmsd lol

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