Please tell me about Lukas.
Sincerely, a poor soul who is obsessed with Milgram but knows very little about Fire Emblem.
Lukas is my beloved character of all time :) Comfort character to rival all comfort characters :) He’s just like me fr :) He’s so healing to watch heal :)
He’s from Fire Emblem Echoes, and for a good portion of the game he’s that mentor/tutorial character who helps you/the protagonist through the new world you’re thrown into. The thing was, they put together an incredibly complex asexual, neurodivergent guy who’s not really in it for the fighting (but is damned good at it anyway). They gave him the sweetest and saddest smile possible. They gave him the most relaxing voice you could imagine. They gave him two of the wackiest and complimentary friends. How could I not fall in love?
Basically, he reveals that he’s not involved in this whole war because he wanted to be – his father and brother conspired to send him away to fight for their own gain, not really caring if he lived or died. He took on the new life with just as much motivation as if he chose it himself, though. He’s not here for any dreams of glory or violence, he just wants to help the new friends he’s made ;-; He has a really big heart, but he’s not afraid to make the tough call and commit war crimes. He’s gentle to the child soldier protagonists, but is the first person to trust them and allow them into the army.
Fire Emblem is notorious for its fanservice, which is why I will forever be Insane over his support conversation with one of those friends I mentioned. He describes his struggles with romance and desire, perfectly describing an asexual experience. His friend, Python, responds with so much kindness. It’s done with a lot of tact and respect, and was one of the final pieces to my own acceptance of my asexuality.
Less intended, but he talks about his struggles with emotions that comes off as low-empathy neurodivergence, or a form of Alexithymia. He doesn’t feel strong emotions most of the time, then occasionally gets swept up in them and lashes out. (Sorry for all the tmi but) this is also something I struggle with. Though I come off overly excited online, I’ve dealt with the same coldness/heartless accusations he has. His writing and voice acting really drive it home, and it’s wonderful to see. Once again, he’s treated with immense respect for this trait. He feels self-conscious about it, but the cast sees that as a strength of his.
His relationship with the other two knights is super fun! I could go on separate rants about Python and Forsyth, but just know they are equally perfect. They all compliment one another so well, and hype each other up in such lovely ways. They've even got a fun RGB color scheme going on :3
OKAY I AM CUTTING MYSELF OFF because I could go on forever about him 😂 He holds such a special place in my heart -- it's silly, but thank you sm for asking :’) And, since you mentioned Milgram, this reminded me of a super goofy comparison to Yuno I made as one of my first Milgram posts, as well as my wips of the Fuuta-Lukas outfit swap I need to finish...
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"power hungry bakugo hero elite who abuses his power" 👀👀👀👀
STOPPP i'm embarrassed i used the word "power" in a sentence TWICE!!! but...
(warning: mostly abt bakugo and less abt you, abuse of power, dub con but it's mostly intimidation)
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What was I was thinking was like... in a world where Deku doesn't get into UA, who is there to humble Bakugo? Who is there to redirect his anger, challenge him, forgive him?
In the ways that Deku (and only Deku) helps him come to terms with those parts of him, as well as the severe inferiority complex and perfectionism he harbors... what happens when that growth is taken away, and what kind of man are you left with?
Let's just say I don't think Bakugo gets any kinder. Or any more self aware. Or any less... arrogant. In fact, without a Deku, those part of him just grow and grow and grow until you're left with some kind of... tyrant.
He easily graduates at the top of his class and shoots up the hero charts. Opens his own agency quick, fills it with sidekicks even quicker. In the way that heroes do, he schmoozes with the commission, politicians, anyone who can make him rank higher, give him unquestionable status.
And in the meantime, he fights villains. And he fights villains. And he fights villains... competing with an equally callous Todoroki to eradicate any source of injustice... but also heavily enforce the status quo.
Obviously... he's successful. To the point where there's hardly any crime or quirk abuse left. But of course... then he just starts going for the low level fruit, the things that cops are meant to handle: people stealing to survive, vandals, minor infractions.
And when lawsuit after lawsuit rains down upon him... nothing ever ends up happening, because the government loves him so.
He wants more.
I think maybe... you're a paper pusher at the agency. Cute little secretary who draws up files or hands out medical supplies. You didn't really want to take the job, but now that the city is divided between heroes and everyone else... it is the safest place to be.
Bakugo, Dynamight, is the kind of boss who you see but never speak to. He's always busy in his own quarters, or out about on the strip doing... what he does. He passes by you occasionally, glances at you, and then carries on. Things are fine, work is fine.
Then your station is moved, your services are requested elsewhere. From a slightly lowly desk job to... working on the top floor?
(You stare at the email. It's titled "URGENT TRANSFER.")
Turns out, however... things aren't much different... just that your desk is now crammed into the tiny hallway to the side of Dynamight's office. One-way mirrored walls, his way.
I could waste more time talking about it. I won't.
Just that suddenly, instead of first aid and auto-correct, you're being asked to bring coffee to his office. Suddenly, your uniform requirements go from slacks and nice sneakers to short skirts and shiny shoes. Suddenly... you are being told to sit on his lap.
You could say no. You really could. He's a hero, and heroes, no matter how corrupt, are heroes; with enough self-assured goodness in them not to take from and violently abuse those they deem innocent.
Still, you can never bring yourself to utter the words, to turn away from the prowess behind each request, the glint in his eye, the warning.
("There's a lot of bad fuckers out there, you know," he says. His voice is raspy, and his eyes are dark. He sits, lounges, on his office chair like a lazy, jungle panther, his thighs spread, his head tilted back. "Be something good for me, will you, baby doll?")
And when he asks for you to kiss him, it's hard not to pretend that his mouth doesn't taste like blood.
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