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bangtan-sonyeonddaeng · 5 years

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BTS Reaction: You slip in the bathroom and your towel falls down

Namjoon

You were relaxing in the bath when suddenly you heard a knock on the door. Your friend was over so figuring it was her you stepped out of the bath and wrapped a towel around you, opening the door. When you saw Namjoon standing there you couldn’t help but shout and immediately take a step backwards. The floor was slippery from the water dripping off of you and you started to slip. Without even thinking you let go of your towel to reach out to Namjoon to stop yourself from falling. He immediately grabbed you to keep you from hitting your head on the tub.

“Y/n! Are you okay?”

“Y-Yeah I’m fine!” You look up at Namjoon and notice his eyes trailing over your body. It’s at that moment you realize you no longer have your towel wrapped around you and you let our a flustered yelp. You immediately disentangle yourself from his arms and wrap the towel back around you.

“Namjoon?” He’s still staring at you with an unreadable expression on his face.

“Sorry y/n. I don’t mean to stare it’s just.. Wow you’re more beautiful than I ever could have imagined.” You blush at his praise and take a step closer to him.

“Do you want me to take it back off?” You playfully smirk at him and the corner of his mouth tugs up into a smile before he’s lifting you up by the backs of your thighs and kicks open the bathroom door.

“I plan on having you do a lot more than that baby.”

Jin

Your friend had stayed the night last night and you told her you would be in the shower and to just knock if she needed anything. When you heard soft knocking on your door you figured it was her.

“Just a second!” You finishing rinsing the shampoo out of your hair and step out of the shower, wrapping a towel around yourself. You open the door and discover it was not your friend knocking, but Jin. You let out a surprised gasp and walk backwards and catch your foot on the corner of the rug. You reach your arms out and brace yourself to hit the floor but are surprised when you don’t. You feel his strong arms wrap around you and tug you back, colliding into his chest.

“Are you okay y/n? Be careful you could have fallen and really hurt yourself.” You pull back and look up at him and notice he’s not meeting your eyes. You look down and see that your towel had fallen off when you fell.

“Jin! Stop looking at me you perv!” You shove him out of the bathroom and lock the door.

“Yah! Is this how you treat the man who literally saved your life?” You giggle and hear his boisterous laughter ring out from the other side of the door.

“I’ll be out in a minute Jin. Just forget you ever say anything okay?”

“Yeah, not likely.”

Yoongi

You had just finished your shower and were getting ready in the bathroom. You hadn’t gotten dressed yet, just keeping a towel snuggly wrapped around you. You hear a knock at the door and go to open it, completely forgetting that Yoongi had also spent the night at your apartment until you see his shocked expression staring at you.

“Wow..” You immediately step back and don’t realize you have stepped in a puddle of water. Before you can fall Yoongi has already grabbed you and tugged you close to him. You feel the towel slip from your body and immediately try to cover yourself. Yoongi turns around so he doesn’t stare and make you uncomfortable. You pull the towel back around you and lightly tap his shoulder signaling it was okay for him to turn back around.

“Did you need something Yoongi?”

“Uh, yeah I came in here for something but I kind of forgot what it was.” You see a faint blush on his cheeks and can’t help but think he looks adorable when he’s flustered.

“I’ll be out in a minute. Just let me get dressed and then the bathroom is all yours.” He nods and turns around, quickly walking out of the bathroom. He hears you giggling and it just makes his embarrassment even worse. He groans into his hands as he tries to erase the image of you naked out of his mind for the sake of his own sanity but he can’t.

“Shit.”

Hoseok

You heard knocking on the bathroom door. Thinking it was one of your friends needing to use the bathroom you wrapped a towel around yourself and opened the door. You heard Hoseok let out a startled yell. You quickly tried to move out of the way and close the door shut again but you slipped on the rug. Hoseok had grabbed you before you could fall but your towel had fallen down in the process. Your eyes were closing having braced yourself for an impact that never came. You were unaware your towel had fell down until you opened your eyes and saw Hoseok with his tightly shut. He was holding up the towel to block you from his view as well.

“Y/n please put the towel back on I am trying to be a gentleman here but.. God you’re so insanely pretty I-” He’s cut off when you grab the towel out of his hands and tightly wrap it around you.

“It’s okay Hobi you can open your eyes now.” Even the sight of you in a towel is almost too much for him. “Thanks for saving me. I probably would have been seriously hurt if you wouldn’t have grabbed me.”

“You’re welcome! I’m uh, just going to wait out here okay? I think it would be breast- I MEAN BEST! BEST! IF I WAIT IN THE LIVING ROOM UNTIL YOU’RE DONE OKAY BYE!” He slams the door shut as your burst into hysterics laughing at how flustered he was. You make a mental note to mess with him a little bit more today, wanting to see more of that blush on his cheeks.

Jimin

When you opened the bathroom door after your shower the last thing you were expecting was to see Jimin standing in the hallway, his hand raised as if he was about to knock on the door. He scared you, not expecting to see someone standing right outside the door. You lept back and were about to fall when you felt him reach out and grab you to steady you, your towel falling down in the process. Jimin immediately lets go of you and covers his eyes with his hands, not wanting to make you uncomfortable.

“I’m so sorry y/n I didn’t mean to scare you. Oh gosh now that image is going to be in my head for the rest of the day.” You hear him mumble. He thought he said it quietly enough that you couldn’t hear him but you did.

“Is that a bad thing, Jimin?”

“For the sake of my mental health, yes.” You giggle and wrap the towel around yourself again. “You can look now Jimin, it’s okay.” When he looks at you his pupils are blown and his face his bright red.

“Did you enjoy that a little too much Jimin?”

“Stop teasing me y/n.”

“Jeez if you wanted to see me naked all you had to do was ask.”

“Y/N!!!” You burst into a fit of giggles.

“Sorry Jimin. I like making you flustered. You look cute.”

Taehyung

“Um, y/n I know you just got in the bath but I really have to pee. Can you unlock the door? I promise I won’t look at you.” You and Taehyung had been friends for a while, both of you secretly harboring crushes on each other. You two were comfortable around each other having been friends for so long. Constantly initiating skinship and loving being around the other.

“Sure Tae, give me one sec okay?” You wrapped the towel around yourself and unlocked the door. When you opened it and stepped back to let him in you slipped on a puddle of water. You let out a surprised yelp but before you hit the ground you were wrapped up in Taehyung’s arms, tightly held to his chest.

“Are you okay y/n? You almost-” When you pull away and he looks down and sees your towel has fallen he immediately brings his hands up to cover his eyes.

“I’m so sorry! I’ll pretend like I never saw anything. Oh my gosh.” You can tell by how red his neck is that he is blushing. You giggle at him and he tilts his head at you in confusion.

“What if I don’t want you to forget?” You bring your hands up and pull his own away from his face. The corner of your mouth is turned up into a smirk as you wink at him.

“I don’t think you realize what you’re getting yourself into, angel.”

Jungkook

You weren’t expecting to see Jungkook in your apartment when you walked out of your bathroom in nothing but your towel on. You tried to run back into the bathroom but your feet got caught up in each other and you started to fall. Jungkook always had extremely fast reflexes so before you could even register you were falling he had grabbed you and tugged you back into him before you could fall. When you moved away from him you saw Jungkook quickly attempt to avert his eyes and blushed as red as a strawberry.

“Jungkook?”

“Uh, towel.. your towel it..” He doesn’t finish his sentence before you let out a startled gasp and immediately tug it back around you. He’s still blushing and mumbling under his breath and you can’t help but laugh.

“Well, since you saw me naked it’s only fair I get to see you too.”

“I’m sorry?!” You didn’t think it was possible for Jungkook to blush any darker but he did. He started stuttering out a mess of words you couldn’t quite understand and you felt bad for teasing him.

“I was just messing with you Jungkook. Don’t worry, okay? I was just teasing you I’m sorry for making you nervous.” Gone was the flustered man you called your best friend when his gaze met your own. For months his duality never failed to surprise you.

“You shouldn’t tease me jagi. Not unless you’re prepared to deal with the consequences.”

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cosmichoneyedblossoms · 4 years

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Dominance and Dahlias

Pairing: CEO Lou x Special Hotel Hostess (F)

Genre: Smut —mentions of Master kink, dirty talk, mutual masturbation, unprotected sex—

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“Sorry, Mr. Kim. We still won’t accept this offer...”

“Ah, fuck me, man…” Lou hissed, walking up to the sleek black check-in counter for a familiar face to shine a smile towards him.

“Mr. Kim, welcome back— What’s wrong? Another company turn down your proposal?” Edith cocked her head, trying to peer into his face.

“Yeah…” He groaned, flicking his eyes up to hers.

“Well, I saw your name appear on our check-in list this morning and made sure to have your suite ready before you got here… Since you seem a little stressed, could I offer you the Diamond Service?” She batted her long eyelashes while keeping eye contact with him.

“Yeah, why not?” Sighing, he dropped his duffle bag down to the floor while listening to the clicking of her fingers on the keyboard.

“It looks like last time you ordered B list… the time before that F list… and before that A…” Her eyes grew wide over the lists he’s requested and tried; glancing back up at him, her fingers halted their movements, “Is there a certain list you prefer more or is there a certain Special Service girl you would like to request?” Flickers of images came to his mind, and he could only think of one person.

“Is Y/N working?” Lou tugged his phone out of his pocket to see multiple emails from his company, some of them just cc’ing him to the email, and others emailing him directly.

“It looks like she is, she’s on the S list tonight, which is—”

“I don’t care what the list is, I want her in my room in thirty minutes.” His dark espresso eyes looked up from his phone screen to connect with hers, her cheeks flushed pink at his sudden glare, and she pulled his room key card from the slip next to her.

“Yes, Mr. Kim. I will inform her to go to your room immediately.” She bowed her head, and he took his leave with his duffle bag in hand. He blocked out the elevator ride with the responding of emails, mechanically walked to his room, and stepped inside of it, ready to see you. It was only moments until there was a knock at his door, he didn’t even have time to even unpack his duffle before having to answer his door, “Yeah, who is it?”

“Y/N, here to give you your Diamond Service.” Even with the door muffling your answer, he knew it was you. Pulling the door open, his eyes fell onto your figure clothed in one of your staple dresses; the tight charcoal dress hugged your shape so well that it almost left nothing to his imagination—not like he hadn’t seen it before, “Oh, Mr. Kim.”

“Come in.” He moved out of the way, and you stepped into the entryway of the suite.

“I didn’t expect you back into the hotel in such a short time. It’s only been a month since I’ve seen you last…” Your eyes followed him as he walked into the living area; tugging his blazer off, he turned to face you, his expression taut.

“Do you not like me requesting you?”

“N-no, I didn’t say that…”You bowed your head to him, waiting for him to respond.

“Well… what is on the S list tonight?” He sunk into one of the chairs facing you, his eyes heavy on you.

“The S list service is mutual masturbation.” Walking into the living area, he tipped his head towards the chair opposite of him; without hesitation, you took the seat he nodded to.

“Ah, is that so. How about you get started, and I’ll start when I’m well and ready.” Slouching down, his pants hugged his thighs a little too tightly, exposing his already growing erection, “Show me how you masturbate, Y/N.”

“But, this is a mutual—”

“Aren’t you supposed to be servicing me, no matter what I ask for or what I ordered? Would you like me to call down to your manager—”

“Alright, jeez, you don’t have to be an asshole about it…” You hissed hiking up the skirt of your dress and pulling down the top of the dress to reveal your breasts. You slid down in the chair, spreading your legs showing Lou the black lace panties covering your heat from him; masturbating for customers wasn’t anything new for you, you’ve done it plenty of times, but doing it in front of Lou was nerve-racking. He was the only man able to turn you on and keep you going for hours, and seeing him this hard without touching his cock was driving you insane. Closing your eyes, you started to rub your pussy through your panties, digging your fingertips into your slit to tease your clit.

“Look at me, Y/N.” His deep voice sent chills through your body, but you listened to him. Your eyes met his dark ones, their gaze not helping to calm your racing heart, if anything, it made it worse, “Don’t stop.” You bit your lip as your fingers continued to rub over your core, your juices already creating a large stain. With every drag of the fabric over your clit, you could feel your body getting anxious, “Lose the panties.” Without breaking connection, you removed your panties from your sticky slit and slid your fingers back over your wet pussy lips, spreading them for him to watch your juices dripping from your naughty hole, “Finger yourself for me…” He rasped, unbuttoning his pants; he watched as your fingers slipped into your core, the heavy breath you released made his cock twitch in agony; it was dying to be touched, begging to be inside of your pussy, but he was intent on holding back.

“Ah…” You gasped at your fingers brushing over your sweet spot; their gentle touch sent electricity through your limbs the more you teased your nerves, your body already on the brink of cumming in front of him. Your breathless moans and groans were too much for him, he couldn’t hold back any longer as he gripped his throbbing cock and began pumping his length with the thrusting of your fingers, “Fuck—I can’t stop—” You choked out as you roughly dug at your sensitive nerves; closing your eyes, you could feel the fire spread through your body when his hand grabbed yours and pulled your fingers from your core, “H-hey…” You opened your eyes to see him standing in front of you, his cock twitching and dripping with precum.

“You can’t cum yet, Y/N. On your knees.” You scoffed at his demand while pulling your hand from his grip.

“I’m afraid that you only ordered the Mutual Masturbation package, which doesn’t include a blow job or—” Lou rolled his eyes and tugged you out of your seat and onto the floor.

“Looks like my bitch has forgotten what to do when her Master orders her to do something.” He gripped his length and lined it up with your lips, “Now, be a good slut and open your mouth for your Master.” You swallowed hard, remembering how he was the last time he requested you—demanding, dominate, and downright demonic when he’s horny. Sticking out your tongue, you swirled it around the tip of his cock, smearing his precum and your saliva around it, “C’mon, do it like I taught you to. Swallow me.”

“Yes, Master.” You breathed against his cock, it twitching under your hot breath as you opened your mouth and slid his length past your lips. With every bob of your head, you slurped up his shaft and swallowed him until you could feel the tip hit the back of your throat; you didn’t want to let him know, but you enjoyed it when he requested you, you craved to be dominated by Lou that when the deal was over, you awaited the day when his name came back up on the list.

“For someone so adamant about not giving me head, you’re doing a better job than usual…” His raspy comment made you look up at him, your brows furrowed a bit with false anger, “What’s up with that expression?” He grabbed a fist full of your hair and rammed his cock to the back of your throat; he held your head there, held it up against his torso as your throat squeezed around him tightly, “My slut’s mouth feels so good…” He growled while watching your eyes well up with tears, you place your hands onto his thighs, trying to tell him to pull out, but he didn’t listen. He pulled out just a bit to ram his cock back in causing you to gag with his every thrust; the sound of your gagging mixed with your watering eyes and strained groaning was so hot to him that he pulled out and pumped his first load onto your face as you panted for air, “Lay back and spread your legs.”

“Lou…” You whined, and he cleared his throat, not giving you any room to refuse him, “Yes, Master…” You laid back like you were asked and spread your legs for him, with no warning he slid his entire length into you; your back arched off the floor as your hips shuddered with the tip of his cock reaching deeper than you remembered.

“Why is it that only your pussy feels better than heaven?” He husked before thrusting his cock into your warm core; your pussy tightly coiled around him with every thrust he granted you, with every kiss the head of his cock gave your cervix, he couldn’t believe he already wanted to cum with the few minutes he was inside of you, “Damn, you’re gonna make me cum in no time...” Reaching down, you gripped his wrists and wrapped your legs around his waist, keeping him from pulling out; within moments, he reached his high, his cock coating your walls with his sticky release, “Damn…” He hissed pulling out; his cum came rushing out of your slick, slit to drip down to the floor. You turned around onto all fours and spread your pussy for him.

“Your turn to make me cum, Master, or am I going to have to do it myself?” Slipping your fingers into your core, he smacked your hand away and replaced it with his cock, slowly delving it inside you again.

“When have I ever made you finish yourself?” He firmly gripped your hips and rolled his hips into you, his cock reaching your sweet spot immediately, “Ah, fuck… you’re so slippery inside…” His hips stilled, his cock still sensitive from cumming, but you were getting too eager, too greedy to wait until he could move; you pushed back against him, conjuring a hiss from his lips. He watched you fuck yourself with his cock, he thought that you had forgotten how to pleasure him, but watching you getting off on his cock on your own turned him on tremendously, “You’re such a slut for me, Y/N.” The rippling of your ass bouncing against his thighs piqued his arousal, the sound of your quiet moans caused goosebumps to rise on his sweat coated skin, “How about you ride me?” Pulling out of you, he stood up to fall back into the chair behind him with his hand wrapped around his length, slowly pumping it.

“You’re being rather nice today, Master.” You got up from the floor and straddled his lap, lining him up with your dripping core.

“Have I?” Digging his fingers into the flesh of your ass, he pushed his cock into you with the raise of his hips, ramming right into your sweet spot. The scream of pleasure that escaped from you caused a smirk to appear on his lips, “What? Did you like that?” Lous raised your hips and pushed them back down onto him, poking and prodding at the same spot; your orgasm grew quickly, the fire blazing in your stomach threatened to spill over with every thrust into your pussy, “Aren’t you supposed to be riding me?”

“Shut up…” You slurred, taking control of your pace—you couldn’t slow your hips. You were aching to cum, thirsting for it. Chills ran through your limbs as Lou slid his hands up your body to cup your breasts in his hands; rolling your nipples in his fingers, your walls tightened around him as a surge of pleasure filled your body, “Shit…” You breathed while closing your eyes, your mind starting to become a hazy mess.

“You like having your nipples played with, huh, Y/N?” He hummed, taking one of your nipples into his mouth. You gasped, feeling his tongue swirl around your sensitive bud as his fingers pinched the other—god his touch felt so good, your body couldn’t deny it, it was barely holding on, you were so close that you could feel the burn in your stomach start to spread.

“God, yes! Don’t stop!” You begged, slamming his cock into your burning nerves. He matched his thrusts with yours while his teeth nipped at your nipple. You could feel it, it was right there, right at the edge of bliss, begging to unravel around him.

“Fuck—I’m gonna cum, Y/N…” He huffed, returning his hands to your hips, digging his fingers in so deeply that your skin was sure to bruise by morning.

“I’m so close… please don’t stop, Master, please…” Your begging gave him his last ounce of strength to thrust into you, aiming his cock for the spot he knew would send you over the edge. You dug your nails into his shoulders as your orgasm hit you, completely blurring over your vision as electricity and fire trailed through your veins; Lou growled a deep moan as he came for the third time. Hot fingers traced up your shape until they reached your face, he caressed your cheeks before pulling you down to press his lips to yours. He never kissed you while you were in the act; he couldn’t defile such a beautiful moment with something so gentle.

“You make me never want to leave this hotel… How about you come with me when I leave…?” Lou’s whispered words played as a joke in your head, but the way he said it didn’t sound like a joke, “What do you say?”

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dcarevu · 5 years

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Batman TAS: Dreams in Darkness

“Isn’t that why I’m here? Because I’m…disturbed?”

Episode: 28 Robin: Yes (Hallucination) Writers: Judith Reeves-Stevens and Garfield Reeves-Stevens Director: Frank Paur Animator: Studio Junio Airdate: November 3, 1992 Grade: A

Arkham Asylum sucks, doesn’t it. BTAS makes it pretty unclear whether criminals escape or get released most of the time (legally or illegally). But sometimes we are given an x-ray of the inner-workings, and it pushes away any hope that Gotham City has a way of cleaning up its reputation. The last time we had an episode featuring the Scarecrow, we found out that the Scarecrow was supposed to be contained, but a sketchy guard was hiding the fact that he actually was not in his cell. I’m not sure how long that charade could have been kept up, but for the Scarecrow, I doubt that mattered too much, right? Ironically, though, you would think the last thing an escaped patient would want to do would be to wear their infamous costume, stay in the same city, and cause a lot of recognizable trouble in an area as public as a college campus, but we are not exactly dealing with the sane here… This time, only a few episodes later, Scarecrow has somehow gotten out of captivity again. But instead of going all trick-or-treat at sports games, he opts to keep his activities hidden in the shadows below Arkham. There is an old George Carlin routine where he explains how theoretically, living next to a prison ought to be fairly safe. After all, an escaped prisoners are certainly not about to hang around, they’re going to get as far away as possible! Scarecrow may be crazy, but he also seems to be quite intelligent. He was a college professor as some evidence. He probably knows that one of the last places the police would look for him would be under the floor boards. And even here, he hides in the dark, giving orders from the void we so often see cloaking our characters on this show. On top of this, he speaks with a much more menacing voice than before, and at first I thought it was a different voice actor. But no, it is still Henry Polic II. Andrea Romano must have figured out how to actually make the master of fear the least bit intimidating, and it’s about time. Scarecrow for some reason took a while for them to figure out, with him being incredibly goofy in his first appearance, merely spooky in his second, and now incredibly sinister-seeming. Even his mask-design is ever-so-slightly different, although the difference in effect is negligible. What I appreciate more is the difference in his body and posture. Nothing to Fear portrayed him as moving in a very floppy, bouncy fashion, like a Scarecrow might in a little kid’s “Happy Halloween” cartoon special. His body now is angled quite nicely, and he almost stands the way a living corpse would. I’m glad Scarecrow went out on a high note, for the most part (as this is his last major appearance in Batman TAS). Don’t worry, that does not mean that this was his last major appearance in the DCAU!

When the episode starts, we do not know that the Scarecrow will be involved. We get a shot of some Arkham employees talking about a “new patient” who was experiencing some hallucinations. When the cell door is opened and the lights are turned on, we see that it is Batman of all people! When you are not even a minute in, and this is what the episode brings us, it’s like, “Wait. What the hell happened off screen before the show started exactly??” The show immediately plays with our expectations, setting up a mystery and leaving us unsure of whom to trust. We’ve been with Batman for 28 episodes now (plus a pilot), but we also know that he is perhaps not all mentally there, much like so many of his foes. Witnessing him bound in a straight jacket and being treated by doctors is hardly outside the realm of realistic possibilities! But we also know that something screwy is certainly going on, and the way the doctors talk, it’s harder to trust them then it is Batman.

Batman desperately attempts to explain what is going on to the doctors, and asks them if they contacted the people they were supposed to contact, but all he gets as a response is, “He needs more time. See that he’s not disturbed.” GAAAHHHHHH. Pet peeve! I hated as a kid when I would try to explain something, yet no one would take me seriously. It’s infuriating! The doctors act like they care and they are there to help, but ultimately, them listening to what Batman is saying is all an act! They are not hearing the supposedly sane words that they want to hear, so Batman’s garble is meaningless. That has got to be so frustrating, especially given the fact that Batman is trying to save the city from an underground threat!

After this scene, we get some narration done by Batman himself, and this subtly lets us know that, no, we didn’t miss anything, and that it will all be explained by the end of the episode. Batman narrating is also super badass. It would have been real easy to make it cheesy, but Kevin Conroy knows how to deliver. The narration also assures us that Batman is not the crazy one, because his words sound confident (despite showing deep distress) and they make sense. He isn’t talking like a crazy person would talk. We are about to do something that those doctors were not willing to do, and that is hear him out. The narration leads us to a flashback scene (with an awesome music score) where Batman attempts to stop some thugs from messing with the Health Spring Spa’s drinking-water supply, but he ends up being exposed to this red gas that the thugs were going to pump into the pipes. A voice on the thugs’ communication unit also mentions that Batman is “right on schedule”, so we know that this gas was all-too deliberate. This hear helps us piece together the puzzle of why Batman could be locked away. It obviously has to do with the chemicals that he inhaled, but what are the details? And who is behind it? It becomes more obvious as Batman looks up at his screen during a flashback and sees the reflection of the Joker walking toward him. Turning around, he realizes that it is actually Alfred who was approaching. Obviously concerned, he sneaks into a doctor’s office and allows Dr Wu to examine his blood. Apparently the hallucinations are set to get much, much worse, putting him in a state of psychosis. This is where he understand Batman’s intensity earlier in the episode when talking to the Arkham employees. Not only does he need to stop Gotham’s entire water supply from being poisoned by this gas, but he has limited time before he himself goes completely off the deep end. And that brings us to perhaps the greatest thing about this episode.

In Nothing to Fear, we got some fear-hallucinations, triggered by Scarecrow’s toxin. And they were, well, nothing to fear, honestly. We got the image of Bruce’s father’s floating head, telling him that he disgraced the family name for a couple of seconds. It served the plot of the episode, but the weight of it wasn’t exactly felt. We got another one where Bruce’s father turned into a skeleton-like figure, but again, it didn’t do a lot for me. The hallucinations seen in Fear of Victory were a lot better, but they still weren’t the best of the best. Dreams in Darkness, though, this is the Pink Elephants episode. It’s the peyote-in-the-desert episode. It’s the Squidward in Clarinetland episode. The hallucinations that Batman experiences are incredibly intense for a show appropriate for children, the most intense one being the giant pistol that goes off, representing the murder of Bruce’s parents. This is accompanied by bloodcurdling scream from Batman that gives goosebumps. The sequence is incredible well-done, but there are several more that we get to experience. If you are into bizarro sequences in animation, this is the episode where BTAS did a bunch of them, and I would say it is worth checking out just for that. But add in some other great things like a good mystery, the Scarecrow at his best, some awesome atmosphere, etc, and it is extremely worth checking out.

The episode even managed to fool me at one point, despite having seen it before. There is a point where the doctors inject something into Batman to sedate him. I was thinking we were gonna figure out that the stuff being injected was actually more fear-toxin, and that they were working for the Scarecrow. But no, as far as I can tell, they were legitimate doctors, even if their competence wasn’t that high. Hell, they question why Batman would think that Scarecrow might have escaped, when just four episodes ago that very thing happened. Jeez, guys. Even if they were new doctors to the place, you’d think they’d be informed that Scarecrow is a slippery one. How can anyone have confidence that Arkham Asylum is a safe place for criminals to go?

The episode of course ends with Batman facing his fears and defeating Scarecrow. Scarecrow is no match for Batman in a physical fight, and it probably brings him back to the glory days of high school where jocks beat the shit out of the nerds (that’s a joke, I was a huge nerd/geek in high school who stood no fighting chance against anyone). I loved how every time Batman would suffer a hallucination or face a new, scary challenge, he would simply keep on trucking. He would get done going through something absolutely terrifying, then stand up and calmly move forward. It was a situation where Batman knew that he had no choice, and that if he didn’t do this, then it wouldn’t matter anyway. Gotham would be up the creek without a paddle. At least until the military got involved. He even put off his own treatment (which would put him out of commission for a couple days) until after the Scarecrow problem was solved.

Check it out if you haven’t! Of course, my words can only do the show so much justice, so take a look at this episode’s screenshots! Is this an excuse to stop writing? Maybe… I’m just tired of being behind on these blogs… I’m gonna try to bust out a few of them tomorrow. It’ll put a lot less stress on me…

Had to use the Blu Ray footage this episode. But it all looks pretty nice, so enjoy some high def!

A twist beginning can be just as powerful as a twist ending. We also don’t often see Batman in such a powerless situation. Like Bugs Bunny (but with a completely different approach), he always exudes a sense of control.

How do animators get this blur effect? When the camera shifts focus?

The lighting from the window is angled gorgeously. It’s also a shot that makes you wonder how the hell Batman is ever going to escape (Char gave me this insight).

It’s not every family cartoon where you see someone about to be drilled through the chest.

As the Joker suddenly appears as a reflection on the screen, we don’t get an dramatic music or anything. So when we see that it’s actually Alfred, it makes us feel almost as silly as Batman for worrying.

A pretty good shot of Batman’s face, but the rest of his body seems off to me. Also, this is our first time seeing Batman in-costume getting help from a professional like a doctor.

Well animated crash sequence, ending in a shot of the asylum as two doctors sprint out, heading for the crash sight. Great transition.

So as Batman talks to the doctors, I noticed that one of them refers to the Joker as Jack Napier. Is that his actual name in this show? Or is it merely an alias (and one of many?). No spoilers, I wanna find out through the episodes and comics!

Here is what the Scarecrow is looking like this time. Compare this to his last appearance:

His design is certainly shifting toward the more angular, streamlined look of future DCAU shows.

Is that sweat or a tear, Batman????

One of the hallucination-sequences that was so powerfully sad and ctreative (Char). Instead of simply leaving the gunshot to our ears, we see the tunnel they enter morph into a giant gun, and blood runs out of it. I don’t want to quite call this personification, but it is a very warped interpretation of what happened last night and it gives us somethin far more interesting than anything offered in Nothing to Fear where it was much more straight forward.

Scarecrow’s clock is very cute.

I like how they both look at each other after missing Batman with a traguilizer dart. Like, “Good going, Frank.”

Batman was trapped in a mental hospital where most of his arch nemeses are also being held. That has to keep a guy on edge. No wonder he’s having these particular visions. Robin and Alfred’s voice actors do a great job here sounding like evil versions of their normal selves. It’s all quite unsettling.

Look how great he looks!!!

This batarang moment was dope. Look at those two stills. This is Studio Junio, the same ones who animated The Underdwellers.

That’s all for this episode!

This show has the ability to make so many viewers feel young again. It’s no demetrite, but it gets the job done... Join us next time!

Char’s grade: A Next time: Eternal Youth

Full episode list here!

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Chapter 15 is up!!! Even if I’m on break, I keep updating things... Kaito, just go to sleep xD

For those who can’t access AO3 or just don’t want to do it, the chapter is pasted under this sexy cut!!!

Bloomtale

Chapter 15 – The Ball Game

The skeleton rose from the frozen ground as soon as she was left alone again; her teeth were chattering due to the great cold that had almost set in her bones. She had needed to sit on the snow for what felt like forever in order to wait for the dog monster to finally go away.

And boy, was it horrible.

After her first death to the blue knives, she awoke to the marvelous sensation of yet another flower wriggling its way out of her skull, this time from her left eye socket. The feeling was as awful as she remembered it to be like when it all started, back at Toriel’s house.

She was about to freak out yet again, because that meant she was also going to lose sight from her left eye, and that completely terrified her. But she soon realized that she was, again, back at her last save point, and that made her remember she had talked to her phone buddy. That he would come for her, at some point. She had saved that conversation, so it would really happen.

That fact… it filled her with a good feeling.

So after spending some time to calm herself down, she had tried to face the blind dog again. She hadn’t yet fully understood the power of that cerulean magic, and she didn’t know how to face someone who just wanted her to stop moving, so she tried to run past the guard post. Maybe he wouldn’t have the time to notice her…

Oh, but she was wrong.

Of course he noticed.

And no matter how much she tried to stay away, he always followed her. It didn’t took much until he caught up to her, anyway, because the young skeleton wasn’t really athletic.

He swung his knives again, and Athela was horrified to discover that, even if the attack went right past her – she had minimally good dodging skills at that point, since it was all practice, –the blades still cut her as if she was a tender piece of cheese. Just what was the trick??

After her second death, and after thinking a little, she tried the craziest thing she could imagine. Despite going against all natural self-preservation instincts, she… let the blades hit her.

Not like it was completely illogical. He was literally yelling “don’t move” at her. So maybe that was what she had to do. Maybe. If it wasn’t, she would just die and she would curl up in a corner and cry a bit.

But she was delighted to discover that, indeed, the attack went right through her. The dog monster looked everywhere, confused, looking for his prey, but she stood completely still.

Her breath quickened, and she felt her SOUL pulsating strongly. It worked! So she would not move again. Just… stay still. Wait for the monster to give up and leave.

…

After ten minutes of “battling”, she just sat on the floor because that dude was not going away. Talk about persistence. The floor was really, really cold, but she was too tired of standing as frozen as an ice statue.

And that would be what she would’ve literally become, if it wasn’t for her magic. Her glowing eyes helped her stay warm, even if they didn’t provide much heat, and even if they didn’t glow much. Somehow, the glow seemed… weaker. Probably because she was tired. She didn’t think much about it as she remained still, sitting on the blue-ish snow.

A few minutes later, after what felt like a whole eternity, the dog just frowned and went back to his stand. Athela waited some more, and thought about dogs in general. Dogs were cute, but… as a skeleton, she did not feel completely comfortable around them. She was made of bones, and… every dog she had seen on TV, or read about on a comic book or a novel… They all ate bones. Would dog-monsters be different, or would they also…?

Good thing the dog was blind and probably never found out what she was. Shivering, but not because of the cold, she shook her head and thought about pollen and sunshine. That, until she saw the dog monster close his eyes. And start snoring.

“Phew… finally,” she sighed, with a relieved smile. That dog could be persistent… but she was even persistenter!! And he could not be even more persistent, because she was the persistentest! Even if that was grammatically wrong. It didn’t matter.

She finally stood up, giggling. Victory!

Her giggles only lasted so far, for she had a strange reaction. Her teeth were clattering slightly, and her nose –or what could be called her nose –felt funny. It itched… but not really, it was…

…

“A…” Oh, jeeze. “Achoo!” She felt the need to close her eyes and her head rocked forward, expelling some air for some reason. Athela didn’t know what just happened, but it felt really, really weird. She had also made a small, funny noise.

Why? Was it because of the cold?

Interesting.

But wait, did the noise wake up the doggo? Alarmed, the skeleton covered her nose as she looked to the station’s direction. The dog seemed to be sleeping still… phew. Good.

She felt like she was really freezing to the bone… and that thing she just did made a few petals fall. There they were, in the snow. It didn’t hurt, but… she felt dizzy. She should better hurry to the save point, then. Poor Athela didn’t know what was up ahead, so there was no option but to go back. There could not be a save point nearby aside from that last one, so for Athela it was a better option to go a few meters back.

And so she did.

The save point felt really warm… A goofy smile appeared on her face as she approached her bony hands to the shiny star. Like a campfire, it made her feel warm soon enough. But she chose to stay there for a while more, because she liked the fuzzy feeling.

She suddenly felt the usual skull pain. Was it stronger this time? The young skeleton closed her eyes and hissed as she brought a hand to her head and rubbed her forehead. What a bother. She didn’t remember the pain lasting for so long… it had to be because of the flowers. The dang curse.

Anyway, it seemed like her progress was now saved. Sighing, Athela decided to keep going. She ought to be close, right?

…

Oh, right, she had just started walking through the forest area… jeeze. It had felt like forever. How much more would she have to walk? She thought as she kept walking. There was no time to stop. The chilling cold immediately made her stiffen a bit once she got out of the save point’s comfort zone.

She walked in front of the dog’s post again, and he was still there, breathing slowly, apparently feeling calm. How nice, to have hair all over your body… he probably could not feel the cold, could he? That made Athela slightly jealous.

She could not afford to stop, though. So she kept going, only dedicating a few seconds to look at what looked like burnt, bone-shaped cookies. Bad omen? Coincidence? Athela went with coincidence, she didn’t want more negative things in her life at the moment.

Soon enough she arrived to a fairly big area. It was like… an iced up lake. Beautiful.

Athela’s eyes sparkled as she approached the frozen water. It was so different from the river… the ice felt cold, hard and sparkly. She, of course, touched it. Slippery. And yes, really cold; she soon withdrew her hands from its icy surface, and was just content with… looking at it. The mirror-like surface also reflected her own image…

She looked at herself, and the ice mirrored her sad, sorry expression. It was not every day that she looked at herself with pity. The flowers made her look… scary. She wasn’t used to REAL monsters; she had mostly seen human shows, but now she definitely looked like one. Some flower monster. She felt sorry for the poor girl she saw reflected on the ice.

Sighing, she backed away. She couldn’t stand looking at herself. At least it was still her… in some wicked, distorted way.

Athela had the feeling that she would never like flowers anymore. What a shame.

There was a sign in the middle of the ice lake… Athela felt like reading it. Unknowing of the full extent of ice’s slippery properties, she set foot into it and tried to go for the sign. And of course, she slipped big time.

“Aaaaaah!!” She yelled as her feet slid on the ice for some meters, and then went up in the air as she crashed against the ground with her bony butt. It hurt. “Ouch, ouch… what the…?” Confused, Athela looked around her, and then at the floor. “Are you serious…?”

She tried getting up. Her sense of balance was now off, thanks to her feet not really getting attached to the floor like they should be. It was Athela’s first time ice-skating, and she wasn’t really enjoying it. The danger she was feeling was likely the main reason for it, really. She was now far from the snow, and she didn’t know how to go back.

Trying to push herself further, Athela ended up with her body on the floor once again. It was cold and it hurt a lot!! She whimpered, rubbing her poor frozen butt. That was the second fall already. The sign was somewhat closer now. She tried crawling to it, so she could maybe try getting herself back to the shore from there.

She succeeded.

Athela took the chance to read what was written on the sign… it probably wasn’t worth all the falls and butt-pain, but she was already there, so she just read it.

“North: Ice

South: Ice

West: Ice

East: Snowdin Town … and ice.”

Oh wow. Actual indications!! Athela was really glad to see… some kind of written map. First time in forever. Now she was glad she went and read the sign. So north was death, south was death, west was death… and east was less death and more like a town? A monster town! And more death.

But she would trust the town, maybe the monsters there were nice, like her phone buddy, and no one would try to kill her or to give her any weird puzzles. She would trust that.

Nodding, she prepared to leave… but… the lake. Oops. What was she supposed to do now? Okay, she would… she would step slowly into the ice, and then she would use the sign to propel herself to safe ground again. But it didn’t go according to keikaku, of course.

[Note: Keikaku means plan]

First, her feet slipped again, making her stumble backwards. Then, she fell, with such bad luck that she hit the wooden sign behind her with the back of her skull. Athela heard a low cracking sound, and felt a lot of pain immediately afterwards, but it was not enough to turn her to dust, luckily.

Bad news: she fainted immediately afterwards.

Worse news: as she lied down unconscious on the snow, she became colder. Each minute that passed… cold. Colder. And yet, colder. With no magic to warm her up, her flowers froze up and withered in less than half an hour.

And she died along with them.

Athela jolted out of her dark slumber when she spawned back in the world, confused and scared. Her hands immediately went to the back of her head, where only her pretty hair could be found. Wasn’t there supposed to be a crack there? Confused, she kept touching, trying to find it… and…

Oh, no, her hair was tangled. Athela ignored the usual head pain –she was already too used to it to consider it as something new –and just used her fingers to brush it, still dazed and unaware of her current situation. In her mind, she was still on the ice lake; she didn’t know what happened, that she had fainted, or anything at all.

But soon enough, the warmth of the save point pulled her back to reality and made her look at the scenery around her.

“What…? Why am I here?” Still a little bothered by her pained skull, she gazed around, seeing the same familiar box and save point from before. “Did I die? What? How??” The urgency in her voice increased as she became aware of what was happening.

And soon, anger rose up too.

“Oh, great. Just great.” Grumbling and muttering a few soft curses that she learnt from a TV series once, she crossed her arms and thought about what she had just lost. Fortuitously, she saved after her encounter with the dog, so… now he should still be sleeping.

All in all, it didn’t look like she had lost a lot of progress.

…

But she was angry anyway.

What a dumb way to die. She would avoid ice from now on as if it were poisonous. All because of a little slip… she didn’t even remember what happened! It wasn’t fair.

The grumpy skeleton started walking again, still grumbling about her sad fate and her clumsiness. Curses. That had been so NOT worth it.

She remembered what was written in the sign, so she went past the lake, of course, avoiding to step on the icy surface. East… head east. She had to head east.

…

Where was “east”?

She could use the sun, usually, to guide herself. But she was underground now! No way she would know where east was, right?

Athela tried using her brain to solve that situation. Let’s see… she just came from that road over there, so that had to be one “ice”. There was no path if she looked to her right, so that had to be more “ice”. Two left… but… where was east? Maybe… the way she just came from led to the Ruins, and that was a warmer place. So perhaps that was “south”. So east…

…

No, that was not right. Then “east” would be that path-less direction.

…

Ah, she just didn’t know… maybe “north” was up, and “east” was… her left? She didn’t have anything else… so… no, wait. Wait. That would be west, not east. She wasn’t good with directions. Jeeze, even her mom told her so in a fairly easy way. “If you head north, east is to your right, and west to your left.” Don’t forget about that, Athela.

When she read the sign, she was looking to the path that was now to her left. So according to the sign, the path that was now to her left had to be “north”. And then… east…

“Over there!” With a proud smile, Athela moved forward. She would usually take her time inspecting every little inch of that place, but it was too cold. Maybe she would go back, once she got some warmer clothes. Not like her flowers would stay alive forever if she kept wandering around that tundra. She didn’t want to be careless. Also, there were monsters in that place. Not like they were evil or anything, but… well, accidents happen. Accidents happen a lot.

Feeling like she chose the right direction, she happily moved onward. To her delight, there were no indications that she had chosen a dead end; the road kept going and going. There was nothing at first, just snow and more pine trees… but soon enough, she saw someone in the distance.

Was it a bunny?

Athela’s eyes… well, the eye she had left, sparkled with amazement. She loved bunnies! They were so cute and fluffy… and that was a very big bunny, wow. And it had blue fur, and… was that an ice cream stand?

She approached meekly, just in case the bunny would try to greet her in a funny way. It would not be the first time. But he seemed sad… she wondered why. Taking a quick look at the stand’s outstanding parasol –it was really flashy, she couldn’t help but look at it –she approached and greeted the bunny shyly.

“Er… hello?” The skeleton rose her hand slowly, carefully. It didn’t seem like he heard her, despite her coy attempts; he kept muttering things.

“I don’t understand why these aren’t selling... it’s the perfect weather for something cold…” He said, looking down, his floppy ears pointing to the floor. Athela tried again.

“Hello!” This time, she spoke with a stronger voice, and she was heard. Immediately after comprehending that he wasn’t alone, the male bunny smiled widely and his ears perked up.

“OH!!!! A CUSTOMER!!!” He yelled, his voice overflowing with joy. Athela had to slightly jump back due to the sudden shock; it seemed like that guy hadn’t had a customer in years… that was quite sad.

The bunny stopped leaning on his stand and gave her a really warm smile; that made Athela feel… better. She smiled back as the bunny monster continued talking.

“Hello! Would you like some Nice Cream? It’s the frozen treat that warms your heart! Now just 15G!”

So enthusiastic. Athela felt compelled to… buy ice cream. And heck yeah she was right it had been ice cream all along, score for cute Athela.

She even had some coins on her. Back at the Ruins, some one-eyed monster gave a bunch of gold to her because she was nice to him. She reached to her pocket and took the money out. Counting… She had a good number of coins, amounting to… 5G.

Wait, that was not enough. Oh… oops.

“Oh… sorry, I don’t have enough money.” She said, slightly sad. Immediately after saying that, she realized something else. “And… I don’t think I could eat frozen food right now. I’m really sorry…”

Despite her saddening words, the bunny didn’t lose his smile. He kept his ears up, and his smile wide. However, his eyes did seem slightly emptier now. Oops?

“Well then… tell your friends…” He started saying, his voice slightly vacant too, now. That actually made Athela feel bad for not having money. “There’s ice cream… out in the middle of the woods…”

Ouch. That felt awful. That poor guy sure had it rough. Because, thinking straight, who would even go to the forest to buy ice cream in winter? Athela was just starting to experience cold temperatures, but she just felt like having warm food. Was it really the perfect time to eat ice cream? Or… Nice Cream. She wasn’t quite sure about the differences between those two things, but… it was still cold, cold ice cream in the end.

Sighing, and still confused, she gave one last look to the Nice Cream guy and kept walking, paying extra attention to the small bridge in front of her. It was easy enough to cross anyway, so she didn’t mind it. It didn’t give, either. Fantastic.

Soon enough, something caught her attention. There was what looked like a snow field of some sort, and… a giant snowball. Lying there, with no apparent purpose whatsoever. She stared at it, intently. Could it be a puzzle? Would anything happen if she pushed it?

No… she shouldn’t. It was definitely a bad idea. What if she got killed again, and… … why was it so big? It looked like it would be fun to roll it around… no, Athela… well, maybe a slight push…

…

She did it. She pushed the ball.

It rolled away fast, bouncing away on the snowy field, until it stopped. It was really light… how strange. But it was incredibly fun to see it rolling. Athela giggled as she saw it just lay there.

…

Wait, was it getting smaller?

Noooo!

She ran to the ball and gave it another push. That, somehow, made it stay big. Not like it was getting bigger, but it wasn’t getting smaller. It was cold, but she kept pushing, because… what if something bad happened when it disappeared? She shouldn’t have touched it on the first place. Athela blamed the appealing round curves of that majestic giant snowball.

Anyway. What to do with it now?

Maybe she should push it somewhere… like a puzzle. Was this a puzzle? It made sense that it was, she was still expecting spikes and death. But where to put the giant ball? Well, the field was kinda big, so she should just keep pushing.

She had to stop a couple times to just glow her eyes a bit; her hands were getting frozen. And so was she, but… she was having fun, by hook or by crook. It was like a game, she didn’t mind playing a bit. In fact, she was quite enjoying it.

The ball ended up not being so giant anymore, but it was okay, it was still whole. Athela tried to avoid an ice puddle that was at one side of the field, but she succeeded. It wasn’t long after that that she saw what looked like a hole. There! There was the place!

It was difficult… because the ball would just bounce wherever it wanted to. Also because her vision was not the best, with one eye covered and other to some extent. But in the end, after many trials and tribulations, and after learning about the ball’s erratic behavior and bouncing, she did it. She was hugely relieved when she heard what looked like a victory sound. Then, the ball disappeared, and what it looked like a flag emerged. A purple flag.

Athela smiled. That was good, right? She really liked purple, so it better be something good.

There was a note attached to the flag… the skeleton took it and read it.

“PURPLE – Even when you felt trapped, you took notes and achieved the end of ‘Ball.’”

There were also two coins. Athela took them, slightly confused.

“What…? It looks like a normal game,” she cocked her head to one side, unable to find out where the puzzle was. Maybe it was just a nice game. That would’ve been… well, nice, but slightly upsetting. She thought she was in danger… but apparently, it was all good. She even got money! She had 7G now.

…

Still not enough for an ice cream.

Not like she wanted to eat one anyway. Too cold. She felt sorry about the bunny guy anyway. He was nice. Very peaceful. He was added to Athela’s good list. But she was not going to eat the ice cream anyway. If snow was cold to the touch and it was generally uncomfortable, she could imagine how bad it would be to put something as cold in your mouth. Maybe it was even painful. She didn’t know, tho… but she was not willing to try.

Athela patted the flowers coming from her left eye as she sighed. They were really cold again… all that playing on the snow was starting to affect her. Her teeth were chattering… it was not a pleasurable feeling. She could go back to her last save point…? No, it was too far. Athela felt like it was too far for her to reach before freezing.

It was a scary thought… to know you’ll freeze to death soon, and that MAYBE you’ll save yourself if you kept walking. Maybe.

B-but she had been walking for a lot of time… right? Surely, there had to be a save point nearby. Feeling the grip of anxiety, she started walking. The flag had nothing else to offer, so she followed the path ahead of her, barely taking a minute to examine the snowball placed next to the cliff to her left. Why was it there? And… well it didn’t look really round, so that was weird.

But she didn’t have the time to think about snowdecahedrons. She was really cold. And the wind was howling again, making her flowers send painful signals all over her head. She groaned as she paced on ahead trying to cover her eyes as best as she could.

She walked for what it looked like a long time… but it was just actually just for a few minutes. Of course, it felt longer than that… when you’re focusing every second of your time into thinking about how cold you are, every second matters. But soon, light could be seen at the end of the tunnel… figuratively speaking, of course; it’s not like Athela was in a tunnel.

Amidst the light mist, she could see a light. Was that… a save point light?

She ran next to it, and almost tripped again in her excitement. Finally…

For the time being, she was safe again.

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