#as I call him

[randomsprinkles]

hihihi pls ramble about monkey man I will read it with great interest 👀

Like your sister I usually prefer silly fun happy characters most of the time but there are some culprits I really like (Godot and Kristoph in particular) but Simeon is both silly and such a cool culprit. I love his design and personality and his motive and he's so interesting because he did get a good ending for himself. The people he was running away from have been dealt with and now he can have a home in jail with Kanis.

But I also like that he's not entirely sympathetic. He did a lot of bad things to people that werent related to SS-5, and he tries to justify it. Ringer and Kay and Shaun didn't deserve any of that. And Bronco was a misunderstanding.

So ya feel free to write anything about Simeon and I will read it and I will love it because it's so painful having to wait for my sibling to start and finish both Investigations games when I really wanna talk about how good monkey man is as a character

Spoilers under the cut

Hi omg thank you for this opportunity to talk about Simeon

Yeah everything that you said is basically why I like him too. It’s really hard to strike a balance between a villain who is sympathetic but who also is not necessarily a good person and is culpable for their actions so I was really blown away by his character’s writing

He hurt a lot of people who didn’t do anything wrong but I also sympathize with the fact that he was terrified and paranoid and there’s something so deeply sad about someone who thinks they’ve been backed into a corner and the only way out is to hurt other people and it’s also deeply sad that he won’t allow himself to trust anyone except Kanis because he believes everyone has ulterior motives even people who genuinely cared about him like Bronco

I really like his relationship with Kanis because of how it’s perceived from both sides. Simeon is someone who actively keeps people at an arms distance but I think he longs for his fathers love more than anything and Kanis for all of his flaws genuinely does love Simeon like a son and wants the best for him. The problem is Simeon perceives Kanis as someone strong because he is “cold” and because he doesn’t have connections with others and he thinks Kanis wants him to do the same but I don’t think Kanis ever wanted that life for him. I think Simeon thinks of Kanis as “teaching him to trust no one” and become the way he is today and he thinks that Kanis would be proud of him but I don’t think Kanis intended that at all.

Also Simeons relationship with his father is really interesting. One of the main themes of investigations 2 I would say is the bond between parent and child (whether positive like with Shaun and Verity or Judy and Sampson, or negative like with Eustace and Excelsius or Simeon and Carmelo) I think that’s one of the reasons why Simeon was so quick to believe that Artie Frost was his father and not Carmelo because if he’s dead that would give a reason to justify why he never came to rescue him when he was suffering at the orphanage. Simeon finds it difficult to grapple with the painful reality that his dad simply didn’t care about him and I think he’d do anything to maintain this illusion that he actually did care he just died, even if he has to shift blame onto Bronco for things he didn’t do. (Artie Frost or Paul Halique was also a terrible person btw but Simeon doesn’t know that). I wonder about Simeon and Bronco sometimes and about how their relationship probably could’ve been mended if they’d like…actually communicated at all. Because Bronco knew who his father was after he was given the ring but Simeon never asked about it not only because he was so convinced that he was right but also I think maybe deep down he was scared of figuring out the truth and he sent his best friend to his grave for it (but you don’t have to take this btw this is just my headcanons im just rambling here)

I’ve thought a lot about whether I think he can ever “get better” but honestly I don’t think he’s irredeemable and I think maybe prison where he can be with the one person he thought truly loves him will do him some good. I think deep deep down he regrets what he did (to Bronco specifically) it’s just covered in layers of justifications he clings to to protect himself from the guilt

I actually had a lot of metas planned to talk about him and I wanted to dabble in fanfiction but I’m literally not confident about my writing at all lol I’m just worried I won’t do him justice because like I said before it’s so hard to strike that balance between sympathetic but menacing yknow and even now I’m not even sure that I’m making sense lol I’m just so excited to talk about him

Thank you so much for sending this ask I was beginning to lose hope I would ever find someone to talk to

[vampmilf]

this is my favourite video rn btw

[knockknockwhosthereartistism]

I was inspired

[great-and-small]

Turdus aficionados of Costa Rica please know I love your national bird but this is objectively hilarious

[ideas-ideasideasideas]

Batman gives each of his Robins a different code to use when they’re in trouble and need immediate extraction. He promises that when they call, he’ll drop everything just to get to them, come hell or high water.

Jason, during his time with the League, shares his code with Damian, to be used “only in the direst of circumstances, when you have exhausted all other options.” He doesn’t know if Bruce will answer, given how fractured their relationship was before he died, but it is better than nothing. Every tool counts when they live such dangerous lives.

Damian uses it exactly once, and Bruce, who still feels the loss of his son like a yawning chasm in his chest, responds to it even though he knows it can’t be Jason because Jason’s dead. What he finds, instead of Jason, is a boy in League garbs, drenched in blood from the tips of his midnight-black hair to his too-small feet, with a face that Bruce sees himself and Talia in, requesting asylum from a grandfather who wishes to possess his body. Bruce doesn’t question how this boy who is so clearly his son knew the code. Talia al Ghul is resourceful and places family above all; the code is not beyond her abilities to discover, and she is not above using Bruce’s desperate love for his dead son to ensure that hers does not meet the same fate.

Bruce takes Damian in, because of course he does, and since Jason is dead he allows Damian to keep using the code. After all, it’s not like Jason is alive to use it, right? If someone uses the code, there’s no one it could be but Damian, right?

The next time the code is used, Bruce traces the location to Gotham even though Damian was supposed to be in Bludhaven visiting Dick. But whatever happened that resulted in Damian being in Gotham can wait, because he has already failed one son and he will not fail another, his son is in trouble and he needs to get to him, he needs to—

What he finds, instead of Damian, is a boy (just eighteen, too young, but also too old, but also he will always be a boy to him) in League garbs, drenched in blood from the tips of his midnight-black hair to his too-large feet (when had he gotten so big), wearing the face of his dead son.

(Who, maybe, just maybe, may no longer be so dead.)

[prlssprfctn]

Give me Bruce and Jason, who are not on the war path anymore, but they are still awkward and absolutely clueless on how to make things up, so they pretend that they need something from each other in order to spend some time together. Even if these things are absolutely simple, and both of them could handle it themselves, if they wanted to.

Bruce, calling Jason in the random Friday night: So, Alfred left for a week. And I promised kids to do a homemade cake for them. And you know how useless I am in the kitchen. So.

Jason, who knows that Bruce is, in fact, not useless in the kitchen, but low-key misses cooking with him, because the last time they did it, it was Alfred's birthday before his death, and they did the cake together: Theoretically, I agree.

Bruce, sighing in relief: Theoretically, I will need you in Manor tomorrow in the morning. And I theoretically will pay for that.

Jason: Theoretically, see you tomorrow.

Bruce: Theoretically, thank you.

Jason, dealing Bruce in the middle of the night: Old man. Bail me out of the prison. I am in CGDP's building.

Bruce, knowing well that Jason wouldn't be caught in the first place, if he didn't want all of this to happen, and even if he did, he would easily escape without him, getting involved, but also knowing that today is anniversary of the day Bruce adopted Jason, and it is his way to spend time together: ...Okay. May I ask what did you do?

Jason: ...Stole Gordon's tires.

Bruce, stifling his laughter: I see. I will be here in a few minutes.

[otaku553]

Turning around an idea in my head recently :)

Lost Shepherd (Time Travel) AU

In which Truthless Recluse doesn’t experience rebirth and awakening upon shattering his soul jam, but the explosion of his and Shadow Milk Cookie’s combined power in a twisted space where all time coexists as one sends him back in time to his childhood.

When Pure Vanilla Cookie searches for his lost sheep, he finds a lost shepherd to take home as well.

[soapbbox]

Like does the high guard know about what’s been going on or

Technically a continuation of this

[demonicsuffrage]

8 year old freshly adopted Dick, throwing the moths and flies he caught on Patrol directly at Bruce's face: I got you dinner!

Bruce, who was just bombarded with insects: Chum?!

Dick, smiling cheerfully: Bats eat insects!

Bruce:

Dick: I just read it in a book

Bruce:

Bruce: Bats also eat fruits and nectar

Dick: So you're a fruity bat?

Bruce:

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Dick, throwing an apple at him the next day: Dinner!

Bruce:

[notrobinsomethingworse]

Dick (Nightwing) and Jason (Robin) stare at Bruce. One sports pleading eyes, the other a shit eating grin. There’s a child between them with black hair and blue eyes.

Bruce, he doesn’t know what’s happening but he doesn’t like it: No.

Dick, grinning: He’s our younger brother now.

Jason, nodding seriously: You’re not gonna take him from us.

Tim, got kidnapped while taking photos of patrol, just happy to be there: Where’s the Batcave?

Bruce: what.

Dick, grinning wider: He’s ours now.

[kruegerspillow]

sleeping with simon riley includes...

a bunch of coughing and groaning in the middle of the night (yeah... he needs to stop smoking)

random muttering and mumbling from him/you

nightmares. he will literally jump out of the bed which causes you to be startled sometimes (he offered to sleep on the couch due to his nightmares....)

his hands roaming around your body as if he wants to memorize every part of you (he does)

cuddles of course !!! it doesnt matter if hes the big or small spoon he just needs to be with you.

either of you falling off of the bed, at least once in a while

the blankets being left aside because simon says its gonna be 'too hot' (no, he just wants to be your personal heater lmao)

laying on top of each other. yeah, you might end up sleeping with your head resting against his chest.

HAIR STROKING. will stroke your hair until you fall asleep soundly

sigh... drooling. he drools a bit sorry to break it to you guys

a lot of admiring. he'll admire you as you sleep, its the only view that helps him doze off

FOREHEAD KISSES. either you or him. if he stirs awake he'll just give you a small forehead kiss before holding you closer to him (if thats even possible) and dozing off once more

nuzzling. he loves to nuzzle into the crook of your neck :(

tangled legs. his legs are gonna be intertwined with yours oooor one of his leg is going to be on top of yours.

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[itsajollyjester]

His first real birthday

[mellounir]

just needed to map out his scars for science reasons, I promise...

[crumb-crumblet-s-crumbington]

this literally happened in the movie

[readwritealldayallnight]

“Since you’re always stealing my water bottle, I got you your own. Look, even got it in your favourite colour!” You announce proudly, setting his new bottle down on the counter.

“S’not my favourite…” he murmurs barely loud enough for you to hear, almost like he doesn’t realize he’s saying it aloud.

“What’s that, Si?”

“Black’s not my favourite colour.” He replies more steadily this time, surprising you with his answer.

“Oh. Really?” You clarify, to which he gives you a single curt nod. “I just thought- I mean everything you wear is black.”

“S’true.” He agrees, tilting his head to one side, as though he’s considering this for the first time himself. “Never really thought ‘bout it, but suppose it was, ‘til recently.”

“Why? What’s your favourite colour now?” You ask, curious to know what changed for him to have a new favourite colour all of a sudden.

Simon comes around closer to where you’re standing, leaning down enough to be face to face, gazing straight into your eyes as he holds a single finger up and points towards your eyes saying:

“Those right there, love. Most beautiful colour there is.”

“Also I’m probably still jus’ gonna drink from your bottle.”

“Simon, NO.”