#Karma’s Rogue Gallery

[chiyana]

Tim tells the Batclan he's going on a space mission with Young Justice for a few weeks, he's got everything sorted civilian side and his cases and patrol routes covered, and also if any of his usual Rogue's Gallery suddenly comes looking for him don't worry about it.

And all of that is fine and normal - except that last part hey Tim what the fuck does that mean?

and Tim just goes it's fine don't worry about it anyway gotta go bye! and then he just bounces

and everything is fine until not even a day later when Babs forwards them a video Red Robin uploaded to his social medias that is a music video of him (Red Robin) seductively lip-syncing along to Chappell Roan's "My Kink is Karma" against a backdrop of fail compilation clips of several of the villains Tim has a particular grudge against, including Azrael, Lex Luthor, and most prominently Ra's al Ghul.

so there's Tim, in a form-fitting catsuit styled like his Red Robin costume, in heels, feeling himself up with a video clip in the background showing Ra's tripping on his own robes and face planting into the brickwork, evidence he dyes out some of the gray in his hair, his sash coming undone and pants falling off in the middle of a fight, trying to swipe the effects of a glitterbomb off of himself, etc.

It all ends with the Mean Girls clip of "why are you so obsessed with me?"

The video is immediately viral.

(There's some clips of Red Hood in there fucking up but Jason can't even be mad because he's laughing so hard he's gonna throw up)

Tim's Rogues absolutely DO show up to Gotham looking for him, and while they all want revenge, Red Robin is THEIR arch enemy like HELL are they going to work with these other embarrassments, so they all start fighting each other and it is absolutely CHAOS (Lex decides discretion is the better part of valor and makes a statement that no of course he has nothing against Red Robin he has no idea why he was included in that video haha yes of course it was Very Funny when a bird accidentally pooped on his head he is Very Capable of laughing at himself Thank You, and then he quietly goes to one of his vacation houses and moodily drinks for several days waiting for things to blow over)

Tim, meanwhile, is having a wonderful vacation with Young Justice, catching up with Lobo and Slobo, chasing down some space pirates, and just getting out of Gotham and away from his Rogues trying to challenge him/seduce him/kill him/whatever.

Bruce is taking the constant psychic damage of having the image of softcore Red Robin erotica burned into his brain along with the realization that way, way, WAY too many of Tim's Rogues want to sleep with him like an absolute champ. (Dick is not taking it like a champ, Dick is taking it like an unhinged vengeful wraith and has had to be benched for trying to tear out Ra's throat with his teeth.)

Stephanie is having the Time of Her Life. Damian cannot look anyone in the eye and absolutely cannot look Ra's (or his mother who ALSO showed up prominently in the video) in the face and is Not Having the Time of His Life.

(Jason is with Steph on this one, he is having SUCH a blast, this is so fucking hysterical)

[ao3feed-brucewayne]

Dishing Out Karma

by Nightwolf1429 "Oh, and uh.. If any of my usual Rogues come looking for me while I'm gone.. Don't worry about it." In which Tim posts a bunch of his villains' embarrassing moments online, leaving his family to deal with them all while he goes on a space vacation. (Inspired by a Tumblr post :3) Words: 1884, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English Fandoms: DCU (Comics) Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Categories: Gen Characters: Tim Drake (DCU), Bruce Wayne, Damian Wayne, Jason Todd, Dick Grayson, Barbara Gordon, Alfred Pennyworth, Kon-El | Conner Kent, Rogues Gallery (Batman) Relationships: Tim Drake & Dick Grayson & Jason Todd & Bruce Wayne & Damian Wayne, Tim Drake & Dick Grayson & Jason Todd & Damian Wayne, Tim Drake & Dick Grayson & Alfred Pennyworth & Jason Todd & Bruce Wayne & Damian Wayne, Tim Drake & Bruce Wayne, Tim Drake & Dick Grayson, Tim Drake & Jason Todd, Tim Drake & Damian Wayne, Tim Drake & Rogues Gallery Additional Tags: Comedy, Funny, Batfamily (DCU), Protective Batfamily (DCU), Batfamily Shenanigans (DCU), Jason Todd is a Batfamily Member, Caring Batfamily (DCU), Batfamily-centric (DCU), Tim Drake-centric (DCU), Stalker Tim Drake (DCU), Very subtly implied TimKon via https://ift.tt/riQjgWE

[ao3feed-timkon]

Enough...!

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/gImjYBL

by WolfTheRedBeard

just a quick one-shot about Tim cussing Bruce's ignorant, arrogant ass...and things go downhill from there.

Payback is a bitch and her name is Karma.

Words: 12311, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Fandoms: Batman - All Media Types, Red Hood and the Outlaws (Comics), Red Robin (Comics), Nightwing (Comics), Batman (Comics), Batman: The Killing Joke (Comics), Batman: Arkham - All Media Types, Young Justice - All Media Types, Young Justice (Comics), Teen Titans (Comics), Teen Titans - All Media Types

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings, Graphic Depictions Of Violence, Rape/Non-Con

Categories: F/F, F/M, Gen, M/M, Multi, Other

Characters: Red Hood, Batman Ensemble, Tim Drake, Bruce Wayne, Dick Grayson, Kon-El | Conner Kent, Bart Allen, Wonder Girl (DCU), Cassie Sandsmark, Damian Wayne, Alfred Pennyworth, Ra's al Ghul, League of Assassins Members (DCU), Duke Thomas, Cassandra Cain, Joker (DCU), Joker Junior, Oracle (DCU), Barbara Gordon, Arkham Asylum Inmates, Thomas Wayne, Martha Wayne, Justice League (DCU), Batgirl (DCU), Orphan (DCU), Robin (DCU), Rogues Gallery (Batman)

Relationships: Tim Drake & Bruce Wayne, Tim Drake/Kon-El | Conner Kent, Tim Drake & Dick Grayson & Jason Todd & Bruce Wayne & Damian Wayne, Bart Allen & Tim Drake & Kon-El | Conner Kent & Cassie Sandsmark, Tim Drake & Alfred Pennyworth, Jon Lane Kent/Damian Wayne, Clark Kent/Bruce Wayne, Roy Harper/Jason Todd, Stephanie Brown & Cassandra Cain & Duke Thomas, Stephanie Brown & Cassandra Cain & Tim Drake & Duke Thomas, Dick Grayson & Wally West

Additional Tags: Tim Drake is Red Robin, Tim Drake is Red X, Tim Drake is So Done, Tim Drake is Not Okay, Hurt Dick Grayson, Dick Grayson is Robin, Dick Grayson is Nightwing, Jason Todd is Red Hood, Jason Todd Needs A Hug, Protective Jason Todd, Jason Todd Deserves Better, Damian Wayne is Robin, Damian Wayne Needs a Hug, Damian Wayne Has a Heart, Bruce Wayne is a Bad Parent, Cassandra Cain is Batman, Cassandra Cain is Black Bat, Cassandra Cain is Batgirl, Stephanie Brown is Spoiler, Duke Thomas is Signal, Duke Thomas is a Batfamily Member, Barbara Gordon is Oracle, BAMF Barbara Gordon, Bruce Wayne is Bad at Relationships, Bruce Wayne is Bad at Communicating, Bruce Wayne Has Issues

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/gImjYBL

[ao3feed-superbat]

Enough...!

by WolfTheRedBeard

just a quick one-shot about Tim cussing Bruce's ignorant, arrogant ass...and things go downhill from there.

Payback is a bitch and her name is Karma.

Words: 12311, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Fandoms: Batman - All Media Types, Red Hood and the Outlaws (Comics), Red Robin (Comics), Nightwing (Comics), Batman (Comics), Batman: The Killing Joke (Comics), Batman: Arkham - All Media Types, Young Justice - All Media Types, Young Justice (Comics), Teen Titans (Comics), Teen Titans - All Media Types

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings, Graphic Depictions Of Violence, Rape/Non-Con

Categories: F/F, F/M, Gen, M/M, Multi, Other

Characters: Red Hood, Batman Ensemble, Tim Drake, Bruce Wayne, Dick Grayson, Kon-El | Conner Kent, Bart Allen, Wonder Girl (DCU), Cassie Sandsmark, Damian Wayne, Alfred Pennyworth, Ra's al Ghul, League of Assassins Members (DCU), Duke Thomas, Cassandra Cain, Joker (DCU), Joker Junior, Oracle (DCU), Barbara Gordon, Arkham Asylum Inmates, Thomas Wayne, Martha Wayne, Justice League (DCU), Batgirl (DCU), Orphan (DCU), Robin (DCU), Rogues Gallery (Batman)

Relationships: Tim Drake & Bruce Wayne, Tim Drake/Kon-El | Conner Kent, Tim Drake & Dick Grayson & Jason Todd & Bruce Wayne & Damian Wayne, Bart Allen & Tim Drake & Kon-El | Conner Kent & Cassie Sandsmark, Tim Drake & Alfred Pennyworth, Jon Lane Kent/Damian Wayne, Clark Kent/Bruce Wayne, Roy Harper/Jason Todd, Stephanie Brown & Cassandra Cain & Duke Thomas, Stephanie Brown & Cassandra Cain & Tim Drake & Duke Thomas, Dick Grayson & Wally West

Additional Tags: Tim Drake is Red Robin, Tim Drake is Red X, Tim Drake is So Done, Tim Drake is Not Okay, Hurt Dick Grayson, Dick Grayson is Robin, Dick Grayson is Nightwing, Jason Todd is Red Hood, Jason Todd Needs A Hug, Protective Jason Todd, Jason Todd Deserves Better, Damian Wayne is Robin, Damian Wayne Needs a Hug, Damian Wayne Has a Heart, Bruce Wayne is a Bad Parent, Cassandra Cain is Batman, Cassandra Cain is Black Bat, Cassandra Cain is Batgirl, Stephanie Brown is Spoiler, Duke Thomas is Signal, Duke Thomas is a Batfamily Member, Barbara Gordon is Oracle, BAMF Barbara Gordon, Bruce Wayne is Bad at Relationships, Bruce Wayne is Bad at Communicating, Bruce Wayne Has Issues

source https://archiveofourown.org/works/48079930

[dankusner]

Founders of New York's Francis Irv Gallery Take on the Dallas Invitational

Earlier this month, dealers flocked to the heart of Texas for the Dallas Art Fair.

Despite nearly being attacked by a rogue collector there last year, I was sad to not be in attendance this time.

Suffice to say, it’s always lively.

To find out what I was missing, I asked my friends Sam Marion Wilken and Shane Rossi, who run the scrappy new Manhattan gallery Francis Irv, to take some photos while they exhibited at a satellite fair, the Dallas Invitational.

Let’s see what they got up to… —Annie Armstrong

Checking in at HQ for the week, the Fairmont Hotel.

Dan Desmond, Anna Raginskaya, Sam Gordon at the Joule’s “speakeasy”.

In the morning, we unpacked and blocked out our install. Works by Karla Kaplun (left) and Rachel Fäth (right).

Later in the day at Sophie Giraux’s opening at And Now. Sophie is on the right pictured with Jenny Borland (of JENNY’S).

A quick gallery selfie as we traversed to Tabboo!’s opening at Dallas Contemporary.

Clémence White (of Karma) noting Tabboo!’s depiction of himself as an Egyptian God.

Shane (hand coming from the left) and Clémence (right) appreciating Tabboo!’s suit.

Later that night, we celebrate Sophie’s successful opening. Here is Sophie, balloon rose, and a massive LCD screen.

After finalizing our install, we made it to Vojtěch Kovařík’s opening at The Power Station. Here is Kyle Thurman sitting in Jacob Kassay’s permanent sculpture in the courtyard.

Danny McDonald selfie cam.

Opening day of the Dallas Invitational.

Sam pictured with works by Benjamin Echeverria (left) and Karla Kaplun (right).

After opening hours, we caravanned to a cocktail hour at Marguerite Hoffman’s home. Pictured are Olivier Babin (of C L E A R I N G) and James Cope (of And Now and organizer of the Dallas Invitational).

Leah Newman (of LOMEX) and photographer Zeshan Ahmed.

Dinner at Cosmo’s, an unexpected fusion of Honkey Tonk and Thai food. Jenny, Lee Foley (of Bel Ami), Alex Shulan (of LOMEX), and artist Coco Young cheers, to the tune of Moe Bandy’s Thank Goodness It’s Friday.

Alex mid-confession that his Wet Paint in the Wild was entirely iPhone photographs run through an app that mimics disposable film.

Artists Danny McDonald and Kyle Thurman.

The evening continued to the Berghain of Dallas: The Round-Up. Our Uber driver obliged our requests for Gary Stewart’s country heartbreaker She’s Actin’ Single, I’m Drinkin’ Doubles.

He clocked out and came along.

Jenny crushing a Limp Bizkit cover. Or was it Goodbye Earl?

Artist Bobby Zehnder getting some wiggles out after his solo presentation with C L E A R I N G.

Sam after absolutely shelving the classic “Amarillo by Morning” by George Strait on Karaoke.

Shane here with works by Benjamin Echeverria (left) and J. Parker Valentine (right).

Made-Up Men, Danny and Kyle’s show at Tureen.

Genius convention in the back room of Tureen.

After the fair closed, we spent the day at the Kimbell and Modern Art Museum of Fort Worth.

Seen here debriefing over coffee. The waiter took this one. Thank you, Lisa.

SELECTED GROUP EXHIBITIONS

2024

Dallas Contemporary, Dallas, Texas, Who’s Afraid of Cartoony Figuration?, curated by Alison M. Gingeras

[snowflake-apocalypse]

Karma’s Rogue Gallery: Charlotte Forte

“Am I going too far?”

“No no no, you went too far seven hours ago. Now you’re going to prison.”

“Wonderful! It’s a date then!”

——-

Joss: Year 2

Down Town; 0941

Crisp autumn air blusters through the ocean town of Idle City. The scent of salt and spiced apple cider carried on the breeze. A long forgotten liveliness permeates throughout the streets. The quaint corner shops freely welcoming residents, now with no threat of unrest from the local mobs.

“Ah, you know what, Drew. After that bizarro string of bank thefts last couple weeks, this... this is nice.” Joss, sighing with relief. The young woman perched atop the edge an old town building; quietly observing the community usher in the Halloween season.

“Right? I’ve experienced less hassle dealing with Jack Hench, and you can quote me on that.” Drew Lipsky quips from the device in her ear. From his island-side balcony, he takes a generous sip of his cocoa-moo infused coffee.

“Didn’t Hench deal with you eighty percent of the time? I should go quote that to him.” Raising an eyebrow, the brunette chuckles.

“Ngh.. pass. The only quote that man cares about is his bank statement.”, Huffs the former supervillain.

“Y’know, you should bring Jay trick or treating this year, -we can carve pumpkins! He would love-”

Abruptly before she could finish her sentence, a blast rattles and quakes the area. The streets run eerily quiet, in a fog of confusion from the people below.

“What the-? Gah- damnit.” Cursing to herself.

“Joss? What was that noise? What’s happening?”

“I don’t know yet. Sounded like there was an explosion near the Carlson district. I’m jettin’ there now.” Sprinting her way to the fire escape, Joss seamlessly dons her modest domino mask. After a few years, aided by the actions of the petty and the thanks of the grateful, the cloak was beginning to feel cozy resting upon her face. Like it belonged there.

Jumping on her 400 Svartpilen tucked away carefully in the ally. The young vigilante revs the engine to life, and speeds to the source of the disturbance.

‘You just had to go and jinx it, didn'tcha Joss?’

—

“The hell..?” Joss utters upon arriving at the bewildering scene. Switching on the camera of her shades, “Hey, Drew.. you seeing this?”

“Yes.. I am. That doesn’t look like an accident explosion either. The angle of impact looks precise. A carefully crafted chaos.” Drakken informs, scrutinizing the picture on his screen.

The research and innovation section of a Cougar Motors factory had been blasted away, leaving rubble and smoke scattered in every direction. Frantic employees and pedestrians alike bound from site. The scream of sirens growing ever closer.

Scanning the area for what could have caused such mayhem, ‘Holy crap... what blew the building-...gotcha.’

“Please, everyone don’t panic. Or do, doesn’t matter. I’ll still leave with what I came for either way.” An off-hand, feminine voice echos from the roof of the now- dilapidated structure. Slyly pocketing a minuscule hardrive.

“Which is what, exactly?” Joss’ firm voice interrupting the intruder from behind.

“Oh, look who I dug out of the wood work. Karma, Karma. I’ve heard rumours of some nutter playing dress up in Idle City. Thought you would be more dramatic.” Jeers the woman, clad in Victorian-punk attire.

A ruffled white blouse, umber dress trousers tucked into black combat boots, all pulled together by trim maroon suspenders. Fiery red bob swaying in the wind.

‘Is that a wig...?’

“My welcome ran out on the west coast. So I thought I’d finish shopping here.”, The eccentric woman continues.

“Well, there are better ways to get a car. Online.. used... empty intel agency lots...”, muttering the last of her words, Joss steels herself ever so slightly.

“Hmhm. Thanks for suggestions, mate. Maybe I’ll think about them on my way to get strawberry crepes.” With a final snicker, she turns on her heels to make her exit.

“No.” Joss declares, quickly and deliberately snatching the culprits wrist. Curiously, hazel eyes glance down to the gloved fist holding her back.

‘Okay, then.’, she shrugs. It had been a while since her last good tussle.

Without warning, she’s sweeps Joss’ legs from under her, quick as lighting a knee connects to the vigilante’s stomach.

“Argh!” Swiftly recovering, Joss lunges toward her assailant, blocking a well aimed punch in her efforts.

“Joss are you okay?”, from her ear, the concerned voice perks up. Skilfully capricious and violent blows are exchanged. Leaving Drakken to blindly follow the brawl.

Upper cuts,

kidney punches,

side kicks,

swings and misses.

Battling across the shrewd covering, the two women become more hap-hazardous with every stroke.

‘I gotta end this before someone gets hurt.’ Thinking decisively, Joss reaches for the restraining cable in the inside of her jacket.

“Hoho! You can fight.”, exclaims the brash woman. Eyeing the cable in Joss’ hand, “You know, I haven’t had this much excitement in a long time. Wouldn’t mind taking you for those crepes, either. What do you say?”

‘...Is she flirting with me?’ Dumbstruck, Joss fails to see past the woman’s devilish smirk, completely missing the brass bracelet-like gadget she produced from inside her sleeve. A momentum amplifier. Able to concentrate energy and redirect it at will. A tool villains in the old days would describe as “Doomsday’s free lunch and your nemesis is buying.”

As rapidly as they entered each other’s life, with a parry and mutual defiance, the woman locks the apparatus to her enemy’s wrist.

“Think about it, you know? See ya later, mate.”Charging the device around her adversary’s wrist, gracing her a coy wink.

“Uh oh.”, Joss deadpans. She knows what’s coming next, and is not going to be fun.

With one forceful toss, Joss is sent hurling off of the building, colliding with the brick security post below. Impacting with a solid thunk.

“......gah...ugh....”, Joss groans in pain.

“Kid, talk to me.”

“She threw me around... like a rag doll... what the hell...?,” achingly rolling onto her back. “I- I’m just gonna lay here for a minute, Drew.”

—-

Gingerly getting lost in the crowds, the mystery woman lets her thoughts wander to the day’s escapades. Browsing the various autumn decor in shop windows, hardrive safe in hand.

‘Hm. Karma. Didn’t think that would have been that much fun.. She was kinda cute too...”

[just-an-enby-lemon]

Headcannon that Riddler and Harley are Tumblr users and just decided to bully the other Rogues asking them about Goncharov. The only ones who also knew the meme were the zoomers: Anarky and Punchline (who was never adressed as she and Harley hate each other and Eddie is jealous over the fact she is the only Rogue with more followers on social media than him, Anarky on the other hand is their babie and was hapily included) [Lynx also counts but she is a very minor Rogue and more conected to Tim, so she only gets a footnote].

The lack of knowledge about the meme only made Eddie and Harley more brutal, their biggest target being Penguin, Oswald has no internet knowledge but he knows a bunch about classic movies and Scorcese and the fact he apparently missed this one gave him huge amounts of distress.

Their last target was Scarecrow. Now Jonathan had no idea what they were talking about as he cares little for social media or even movies but he knows the best way to deal with Nygma and Quinn is play along with their bs. Now since he said he knew the movie and vaguely mentioned a generic mafia movie trope to describe a scene he liked, Edward and Harls decided that Jon should also be secretly a Tumblr user and decided to discuss Goncharov with him. Jonathan who was just lying his ass out about the movie and agreeing with them was shocked that he apparently knew soo much about a film he didn't recall watching so he decided to look the movie up when he discovered that he wasted precious study hours discussing a movie that wasn't even real (and that at this point, while he wouldn't admit, he really wanted to watch) made him really pissed. Harls and Eddie may have ended their day fear toxed. Sad for Diedre, Nina and Pam who had to do something about it.

Since they are both the smartest morons in Gotham and share one braincell they concluded that the attack was Jonathan response over the fact they knew he had a Tumblr and a treat so they wouldn't tell other people about it. So now they are on a quest to find Scarecrow totally real and not a misanderstanding Tumblr account.

[cyberstarlope]

take a moment…to feel sad for yourself…and suck it up.

[ogradyfilm]

Bullet Train: Nonstop Service to Destiny

Fate. Karma. Luck. Do such intangible forces truly govern the trajectory of human existence? Or is our suffering simply the result of random chance?

This is the question at the center of David Leitch’s Bullet Train, a relentlessly dumb action movie with an surprising degree of thematic ambition. The plot, a variation on the Smokin’ Aces formula, revolves around a rogues' gallery of mercenaries and assassins fighting over—what else?—a briefcase full of money. But is it really a coincidence that all of these hardened criminals happened to board the same Kyoto-bound Shinkansen?

Hopelessly adrift amidst the chaos is Brad Pitt’s “Ladybug,” a semi-retired soldier of fortune attempting to make amends for his violent past by… well, by basically adopting a positive attitude, no matter how badly the world shits on him. Despite his stubborn refusal to pick up a gun and his foolish insistence on resolving every conflict through diplomacy, he always manages to survive the mayhem by the skin of his teeth—often at the cost of his opponents' lives, much to his chagrin.

The worst part, of course, is that—like Clerks’ Dante—Ladybug wasn’t even supposed to be here today; the guy that was originally offered the “easy snatch-and-grab job” called out sick, leaving our hapless hero entangled in an elaborate drama (one that involves multiple vendettas and needlessly convoluted conspiracies) in which he ultimately lacks a legitimate role to play. He’s just in the wrong place at the wrong time—like the unfortunate innocent bystander that, in one of the film’s many (excessively prolonged) flashbacks, learns exactly why you shouldn’t stand too close to an overturned car after a John Woo style shootout.

Bullet Train isn’t the best example of the remarkably robust “Carnival of Killers” subgenre—rather than developing a visual and structural identity of his own, Leitch instead chooses to shallowly mimic Quentin Tarantino, Guy Richie, and Robert Rodriguez—but it remains an entertaining enough diversion. And at least it has something to say.

It isn’t particularly articulate, but I’m willing to award points for effort.

[stormy-seasons]

Seeking the Lost snippet!

Zhongli arranges for Yanfei to find a certain will in short order. Nudges events to coax the Traveller, rogue agent of change that they are, to also be in the area. It is not manipulation, strictly speaking. All he is doing is setting it up so that they have the opportunity to do as they would. 

And then ensures that he himself is free to be in the Chasm as well. Just in case. Director Hu doesn’t ask too many questions, approving his request for leave with surprisingly silent grace. As he turns to go, she calls out to him, “Will they be alright? The one you are so worried for?”

“.... I hope so.”

He keeps a wary distance from other living beings as he strides silently through Liyue. The land sings to him still, gnosis or no – he’d established his dominion long before Celestia had co-opted him whether he liked it or not. The premonition thrums through him. Ready. He had to be ready – when events reached the crisis point, and they would – he had to be ready. He must be ready. There would, at best, be a few moments when intervention was possible. 

In the distance he senses Yanfei trounce a group of unwise treasure hoarders. Fire sparks, the treasure hoarders flee, and Yanfei continues on. Zhongli tracks her progress cautiously. He’d ensured there were enough clues to guide her to consider the perilous underground galleries of the Chasm, but nothing was ever guaranteed. Yanfei threads through the surface mines skillfully, avoiding unnecessary fighting, her path headed towards the largest access into the underground. Ah. She had taken the hint, then. In the distance, he can feel Xiao’s vigilant and watchful attention. Just in case it’s needed. 

It’s not, and Xiao does not descend to fight, his Anemo-light steps flitting here and there through the Chasm’s surface, reading what he could of the echoes of events 500 years in the past now. Tracking, carefully, the traces a yaksha’s karma-burdened actions would leave on the land around them. 

[techskylander]

There’s a lot that I love about the newest episode- the design of the court, the intended message about acknowledging mistakes and owning up to them, and the flashbacks were all really great for fleshing out the villains more.

But at the same time, this episode’s morals seem really misplaced.

I get Louie doesn't really have many recurring enemies to play the role of prosecutor, but the only "hurt" he's caused Doofus is... giving him a brother that he had to share his inheritance with. And Doofus was using that inheritance to abuse his parents. Like, it's one thing for kids to be upset about a new little sibling, but "I can't abuse my parents anymore and I have to share with my brother, so you need to apologize to me" is a ridiculous request, and Louie shouldn't have apologized to Doofus for it, because Doofus wasn't actually wronged.

The episode's message is centered around taking responsibility for your actions... but to get his stuff back, Scrooge has to pin the blame on his enemies again?

The court itself is super unfair- Doofus says they had to "pool their wealth and supernatural resources" to get a summons for Scrooge. So, you can only get a trial if you're super wealthy and have magical knowledge? I mean, I know real life's legal system has similar issues, but if this court's supposed to be this magical way of dealing out karmic justice, an idea that’s never challenged in the episode, then shouldn’t it be free for anyone to use?

What I think would have been better is if instead, someone pointed out that the court was only focusing on the wealthy and powerful's problems, and nobody was looking out for the regular people they hurt along the way. To make up for it, the court brings in people who didn't have the means to get a summons, and everyone in the trial has to apologize and take responsibility for someone they wronged- 

Magica to the townspeople she terrorized

Ma to the beagle boys she abuses because she wants to keep this crime gang going

Glomgold to people he's hurt with his schemes

Doofus to his parents

Louie to the people of Duckburg for causing the TImephoon and using the harpies to make money off them

Scrooge to some other figures in his past who he legitimately wronged, not just his gallery of rogues. (Or hey, how about people in financial trouble that he doesn’t help because he wants to fill a money bin? Owlison’s charity would seem to imply that the Ducktales world still has problems like world hunger, and there’s really no better use of a magical karma court than to make a trillionaire use a fraction of his wealth to solve world issues)

[ao3feed-brucewayne]

Dishing Out Karma

read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/riQjgWE by Nightwolf1429 "Oh, and uh.. If any of my usual Rogues come looking for me while I'm gone.. Don't worry about it." In which Tim posts a bunch of his villains' embarrassing moments online, leaving his family to deal with them all while he goes on a space vacation. (Inspired by a Tumblr post :3) Words: 1884, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English Fandoms: DCU (Comics) Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Categories: Gen Characters: Tim Drake (DCU), Bruce Wayne, Damian Wayne, Jason Todd, Dick Grayson, Barbara Gordon, Alfred Pennyworth, Kon-El | Conner Kent, Rogues Gallery (Batman) Relationships: Tim Drake & Dick Grayson & Jason Todd & Bruce Wayne & Damian Wayne, Tim Drake & Dick Grayson & Jason Todd & Damian Wayne, Tim Drake & Dick Grayson & Alfred Pennyworth & Jason Todd & Bruce Wayne & Damian Wayne, Tim Drake & Bruce Wayne, Tim Drake & Dick Grayson, Tim Drake & Jason Todd, Tim Drake & Damian Wayne, Tim Drake & Rogues Gallery Additional Tags: Comedy, Funny, Batfamily (DCU), Protective Batfamily (DCU), Batfamily Shenanigans (DCU), Jason Todd is a Batfamily Member, Caring Batfamily (DCU), Batfamily-centric (DCU), Tim Drake-centric (DCU), Stalker Tim Drake (DCU), Very subtly implied TimKon read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/riQjgWE

[rabbiitholes]

“ He preys on fear, anger, regret. And if he gets in your mind... you're doomed.”

*some slight changes made to canon, mostly certain implications made in canon because... let’s not go there.

Biography 

From a very young age, Jervis Tetch was obsessed with the works of Lewis Carroll’s Alice In Wonderland, Through the Looking Glass, especially the Mad Tea Party chapter that portrayed the Mad Hatter. Growing up wasn’t entirely the easiest for him, though he always had the support of his beloved sister, Alice Tetch, who was only just two years younger than him. Despite the minor age difference between the siblings, Jervis took on more of a caretaker role as their parents often worked long, late hours and let the two to their own devices. Over the years, the Tetch siblings grew incredibly close to the point to point where people found it to be rather odd. Their relationship tended to differ from the more normal brother-sister bond others had, finding themselves to be rather co-dependent on one another to an unhealthy degree.  

It was the norm for them, though, when their parents had more important things to take care of. Jervis would always walk her to school, drop her off and head off to his own classes. Just like clockwork, he’d pick her up after the school day and it became a cycle for the two. The siblings tended to be quieter than their other peers, though where Alice’s quietness would bring curiosity and intrigue, his would bring bullies to torment him. It didn’t help that Jervis, early on, figured out that he was gay, and it felt like things only worsened at that point. Despite the bullying, he would always keep his sister far away from it all and pretend that nothing was wrong if only to ensure she didn’t have to be bothered by it all. Reading Lewis Carroll’s work, watching the Disney version of the Alice in Wonderland movie, and having tea parties were just the activities that became their very own. It was easier to be in their own world together.

Then came the day that both of their parents were found dead after a fatal car accident and Jervis became the legal guardian for Alice through exhaustive hours dealing with the justice system and the fact that they had no other family members who could take them in. Things were fine for a while; Jervis began to work full time while he finished high school and they eased into their new lives together. At eighteen, that was when things began to take a slight turn and the first incident with Alice’s blood occurred. It was an accident, of course – but it showed the two that her blood was poisoned, could drive a person into a monstrous version of themselves, and Jervis seemed to be the only one immune to it. They kept it hidden, with no one to trust, and ensured there were precautions in place for it to never happen again.

Life went on as it did, Jervis attending the local state university in neural science and taking hypnosis classes on the side as it had caught his interest through his schooling. Eventually the time came when Alice turned eighteen and graduated from high school, ready to start her own life with a fresh start. It was during this time that Jervis, now twenty, began to experience the initial onslaught of symptoms from his Schizophrenia and began to spiral into a psychotic episode. Things started off slow, the hallucinations and delusions starting off small until something inside of completely snapped at the idea of his beloved sister leaving him after all these years together. So he did what he had to, of course. Using the hypnosis skills that he had picked up over the years, he forced Alice to stay by his side, refusing to let her go.

That only lasted so long, unfortunately. She eventually broke free of it, terrified of what her brother had done to her and what else he could be capable of, so she ran away, and Jervis was left alone in the wake of what he had done. Now completely alone for the first time in his life, he began to spiral further down until he finally sought out help to get his life back on track in an effort to get Alice back in his life. Seeking out a therapist, Jervis was officially diagnosed with Schizophrenia and was put onto antipsychotic meds to help reduce the intensity of the psychotic symptoms he suffered from, continued with intensive therapy and began to find himself on the right track. He graduated with his degree in neuroscience, found a job as a neuroscientist at Wayne Enterprises and felt firmly grounded in reality for the first time since Alice had left.  

It wasn’t meant to last, unfortunately. Gotham was where his sister had wound up, and the sight of her in the city sent him reeling. Jervis began to fall apart all over again, stopped going to therapy and taking his meds and instead started his search for Alice. It was around this time that he had begun to invent circuitry that could control minds and was eventually fired from Wayne Enterprises when they found out what he was doing. No matter, though, his focus was on his own work and his sister and it wasn’t long before he was able to track her down. That possessive and obsessive nature he had tried to keep down for so long only reared its ugly head as he kidnapped her, set a plan in motion to use her poisoned blood (the Tetch virus) to infect the entire city that had stolen her away. Jim Gordon and the GCPD interfered, and in the struggle, Alice ripped herself away from Jervis in an effort to get away and ultimately fell from the second story of the warehouse and was effectively impaled through and died. 

Losing his sister was the last straw, and his entire world shattered. Before, Jervis had been able to carefully conceal his madness and could integrate himself properly into society without an issue. Alice’s death shattered his reality, and he was forever plunged down the rabbit hole, lost in the Wonderland of his own making. Over the years, Jervis became a well-known villain to Batman as The Mad Hatter, joining the infamous gallery of the rogues. He yearned for chaos, wanted to watch Gotham be driven into madness after they tore his dearest sister away from his loving arms.  

With current events happening in Gotham at the moment, Jervis would be considered more of a wild card than anything else. While he does side with the defiance, he has no actual loyalties or allegiance to anyone else on that side or any thought out plans for himself. Mostly, he’s just happy to add to the chaos and mayhem occurring, content to help the city destroy itself.

Abilities 

Hypnotism: Jervis's main attribute is his sheer mastery over mesmerism and hypnotism. He is capable of using his hypnotic abilities on individuals without any difficulty and by using a stopwatch. His power of hypnotism has improved to the point where he can get others to do whatever he wants them to do simply by having them hear his voice.

Brainwashing: By using his hypnotic power of suggestion and a ticking stopwatch, Jervis can tap into a person's darkest side so as to implant a hidden impulse in them. 

Genius level intellect 

Expert tactician 

Skilled marksman 

Uncanny ability to understand the human mind: no one really knows, including jervis, if he was born with this ability or if he is just that skilled at reading people. sometimes hypnotism isn’t useful just on its own, and this ability gives him the capabilities to know a person’s deepest darkest desires and secrets, enabling him implant the suggestions he wishes to in a person’s mind

of course none of the hypnosis abilities will be used on anyone unless it has been plotted out ahead of time and i have been given the consent from the mun

Wanted Connections 

friends: of course people that he is close to and gets along with very well. likely to have wonderland characters assigned to them

enemies: self-explanatory, but it would be fun to have some enemies for jervis and some tensions arising from that for him.

allegiance: considering he’s a bit of a wild card currerntly and doesn’t have any loyalties to anyone but himself, i think it would be fun for someone to try and get him on their side, working for them. his abilities would be very useful to have working for someone rather than against.

karma is a bitch: honestly i don’t know what else to name it, but the idea of someone kind of messing with jervis the way he does with people would be great, honestly. bit of karma for taking control of people and fucking them up. basically this would be someone playing with his heart, which he’s kept closed ever since alice’s death, and making him believe they have feelings for him when it’s just a ruse to get back at him for the things he does. a bit of a taste of his own medicine. angst and suffering

i’d very much love to have alice here too so that’s always open if anyone was interested. could be fun, and not everyone stays dead sooooo

[riddlesandqueries]

Mild Intervention

A conversation between Edward and @askcelsiwilson following the events of Roman Sionis’ intervention.

The bistro that Edward had picked was awfully posh, all things considered, for such a little place. Upscale but private, and he waited by the door, dressed in a friendly sage green linen suit. "Good afternoon, Celsi." Edward smiled, quite polite. "How are we?"

Celsi walked up, feeling really nervous about this. She knew she had stolen and attempted to steal from Edward quite a few times. But after the last time, he was promptly placed on that no stealing list. She looked up when she saw him. "Good afternoon. I'm doing well, thank you."

"Let's go in, before we start chatting." He gave his 'name' to the reception desk, and the Ambage party of two was taken to a booth in a fairly discreet corner: the rest of the restaurant was visible, but their booth was in a world of their own. 

"Two waters to start, please, a twist of lime for mine...and my dear, order what you please." said Edward, taking his seat as he directed the waiter.

"Um... a lemon in mine please?" She said softly, completely confused right now. She didn't know what was going on. "Um, pardon me for asking but did I do something wrong?"

He waited until the waiter leaves before hanging his hat. "No, but I do need to have a serious talk with you, before things get much further as they are. It's just easier when there's food and a neutral space."

She nodded. "I'm all ears. And um... " She passed over a small box. "A white flag of sorts. I'm returning what I had stolen from you before."

He peeked into the box. What was it? it’s been ages, after all...Ah. It was a few of his question mark pens and a tie. "Thank you...you know, I have to ask: why did you take these?"

"I was in a bad place at the time. The orphanage was pretty abusive, and the police would never listen to us. I thought I would break into rogues' place to try to earn a bit of money. And if I got caught, you guys would have to be kinder than the orphanage." She rubbed the scar from her recent bout with Black Mask. "I was wrong about that."

"At the time." he repeated, setting aside the box. "But it's different now, isn't it?"

"Yeah. I have to break out of the habit I have of hiding things. Arkham Jr did a number on me. But I am trying."

The waters are served: are they ready to order?

Celsi looked at her menu. "Um.. May I get a burger and fries please?" She asked.

The waiter was a bit nonplussed, as this is not quite that kind of place, until he saw Edward's expectant expression. Yes, yes. Certainly. Edward ordered the salmon over wild rice pilaf, Brussels sprouts on the side, and a coffee. The waiter absconded, and Edward turned back to her. "Do you intend to continue being a thief?"

"I mean... I want to. But the list of people to not steal from is getting longer by the now." Celsi said softly. "Plus the one jewelry store heist went south so quickly. I didn't know Black Mask owned the store. I thought I was doing a good thing by getting a store that was selling drugs to kids."

"And why do you want to continue to be a thief?"

"Because it seems like a rush. It's fun. And if I can learn to target those who are doing wrong in the world, I can feel like I'm giving them some well deserved karma. It's a challenge for me."

He sipped his water, considering her with some degree of scrutiny as his coffee is delivered and left in a hurry. "...how's that scar of yours?"

"It is getting better, but I have a feeling it's going to stay with me forever. It's the one thing that's making me reconsider staying a thief."

Edward nodded, then pointed to his shoulder. "Gunshot, through and through." He taps his head. "A few concussions, three by the Bat." He tapped his chest and torso in various spots. "Explosive shrapnel, broken glass, knives." His leg. "Open fracture, this one took months of physical therapy. I still carry a cane for a reason." 

 With that, he prepared his coffee. "Celsi, I'll do something I don't usually afford to people and tell you directly: you're at the point where you don't have to be a thief. You're in a safe home with loving parents and a girlfriend, and the potential for a safe and healthy future. There's plenty of other things that will delight you, inspire you, and you can target wrongdoers in any line of the humanities." 

With that, Edward took a sip. "I'm not here to tell you how to live: it's your life. But I am telling you now, in no uncertain terms, that you'll either have to get very good very fast, or you ought to get out while you safely can."

She nodded. "I've been thinking on that for a while, since I had that run in with Black Mask. I've actually got an idea. A way to earn money and challenge myself legally while still in a way doing what I love. I mean, I could test the security systems. See how easy they are to get through, and then help fix the problem. But that's only for the rogue gallery. If they are not in the rogue gallery, I can mess with the system, and then they're wide open for you guys."

"How so, precisely?"

"I found that I really like hacking. It challenges me in a way that breaking into places never did. I mean stealing the same things over and over can get boring after a while. But there's always new things to hack, and more secure things to try to break through. So messing with the system means I can rig the alarm to go off several times, and make it a false alarm. That way, I'm not in danger. Also.. if all that fails, Dad says I could sell my art to museums."

Lunch is served, thank you. Edward chuckled, arching an eyebrow. "Then I have some serious advice for you: do your research. Don't overstep into danger needlessly, and most important of all: study physical systems most of all: there's no need to code when you just need to pull one wire."

She nodded in agreement. "I will definitely be doing that. But I am confused. Why did you want to help me?"

"The rogue life isn't for everyone, and I consider it a poor first choice. In fact, it's a last resort, and a waste of alternatives when you have them."

"So maybe I should just stick to my art?"

"That's your choice, ultimately."

She went silent for a bit, thinking long and hard on her choices. What Edward had said seemed to sink in with her. "You know what. I think I'm going to stick with my art."

He nodded, and gestured to her burger. Eat, it's fresh. It's a fantastically made meal. "A hard decision is the one most worth making."

She nodded, starting on her meal. "I know. And it's the least likely to get me killed." She said with a smile. "Do you mind if I add you in my family list?"

"...family list?" Edward hummed, glancing up.

"Well.. I mean... I'm asking if it's okay to consider you family?"

"Celsi, though I appreciate the gesture, you don't know me well enough for that, nor I you." Edward said calmly. "Just because I'm being good counsel doesn't qualify me for that level of closeness: consider it later once we've got a bit more interaction under our respective belts, hm?"

Celsi nodded. "Friends, then?" She asked.

"Acquaintances." he nodded primly. "I have my own social strata: call it what you will, it's based on obligation. At any rate: I look forward to seeing what you do with art. And speaking from experience, if it doesn't work out, you can always go into rogue work." He smiles a bit.

She nodded again. "Thank you for everything, Edward."

"You're welcome. I thought it was fairly important, and I appreciate your patience in hearing me out." said Edward, setting in. "Now, let's get to lunch properly."

[1huskyboi]

name: Raptor

alias: Jacob Cabrera Jr. (age 27)

nickname: The Hand of Karma

alignment: anti-hero

bio:  his home life was not a good one. his father, Jacob Cabrera Sr, was an abusive alcoholic, and because of that, Junior hates his father with a searing passion. His MOTHER, on the other hand (Zelina Cabrera) was his rock, and they cared for each other dearly.  Unfortunately, she was killed in a terrorist attack committed by Mr. Negative and his Demon army. Jacob was distraught as a result. He knew Spider-Man took care of them, but deep down, he wished Spidey would just KILL all the members of his Rogue's Gallery and be done with it. What good will locking them away in The Raft do? They’ll just bust out and do what they do all over again.  It would be because of this that he would work on his own suit. One that would be strong enough to deal with the criminal scum of NYC. He did have an engineering and tech degree, so he used that knowledge to make a suit with a wing pack so he could fly (like Vulture, in a sense).  He'd also make a cybernetic right arm that housed various knives, spikes, and the like, could form claws, and even with a built-in taser with a current of 10,000 mA (or 10 amps).

now, he DOES have a set of rules bank robbers & thieves? they get a beatdown and are left for the cops rapists, serial killers, human traffickers, and Spidey's various villains? THEY get the death penalty.  And so, under the name of Raptor, Jacob would take it upon himself to do what Spider Man won't. HE would take out villains like Kingpin, Shocker, and even The Sinister Six, therefore ensuring that New York will stay safe, even if it puts him at odds with Spider Man himself.

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Also, like.. Best and Underrrated Part

Defining characteristic of Doc Ock? Every other show: smert Spectacular: UNMITIGATED RAGE

orb sadman being the personification of wrath was not a thing I expected, but holy shit it really works

especially with how its still like.. A Part Of His Character even before it was a part of his character?? he’s literally the OPPOSITE of rage before his transformation, the closest thing he has to a flaw is being TOO nice and TOO trusting and never getting angry when he should. he never stands up for himself and he just holds on to this faith that his efforts will be rewarded if he’s good, not realizing that his life has been trapped in a situation where this is literally impossible because the people around him aren’t honorable enough to respect basic human dignity. You cant earn the respect of a bad boss, they will always find a way to justify treating you like shit, they just move the goalposts whenever you succeed at the last thing they totally promised they’d acknowledge you for. I really REALLY like how this show made this version of norman osbourne like THE EVILEST ONE EVER entirely through how he acts AS norman osbourne, not even the green goblin. His actions as a villain, if anything, kinda make him moderately redeemable as a character cos at least he has a bit of comedic personality while he’s under the mask and like.. murdering people is less twisted than psychologically gaslighting them for potentially a decade or so, bleeding every shred of profit out of them, stealing all their inventions and THEN trying to kill them. Like geez holy shit half the rest of the rogues gallery was created by osbourne doing this, how many of his unwitting minions actually did get killed without us even being able to know their names? seriously he fuckin deserved his innocent shy anti-anger man turning into a way better villain than he ever was, and kicking his ass i dont think anyone’s ever been more justified in becoming Wrathman, I could see this doc ock never get redeemed ever and still be 100% ‘yeah but he was kinda right, tho’. norman osborne so fucked up he can make The Man Who Never Felt Angry In His Entire Life turn into that. youre lying if you say you wouldnt have done exactly the same in that situation. u keep doing u, wrath sadman, I will forever support you as the best doctor octopus of all time Also srsly Do Not take advantage of nice people, inciting them to snap will just unleash a pandora’s box of karma on your damn ass