#being the best at a skill in class? fair. being one of the kids with the brand name version of some popular new product? advertising really

[always-a-slut-4-ghouls]

Did anybody else grow up with their family having something that was “banned” and you thought it was some cool contraband item as a kid, only to realize when you are older that, yes, the thing was banned, but it was banned from PRODUCTION, not ownership. Your family having one from before they were banned wasn’t actually some cool criminal activity, it was completely legal and kinda boring. Boring to people with the possible exception of those people that get really into some banned product and collect them or something.

[foldingfittedsheets]

I’ve always been a pretty good liar. As an adult I’ve come to a moral place in which I don’t use that skill set unless it will explicitly benefit someone. But when I was a kid all bets were off.

I think tiny child me was doing their little autistic best but recognized that some situations would be best navigated by lying as telling the truth never netted positive results. Whether it was because my needs often went unmet or ignored, or because I didn’t see any reason not to lie if it would be more favorable, I’m not sure.

This is the story of my proudest lie. The best lie I ever did. A lie that looking back I still go, damn, I was eight.

Our story begins in second grade. I was eight. My school was having a book fair and I spent my small stipend on Gulliver’s Travels. No idea why. Lacking further funds I wandered the fair and came upon the greatest sight known to man. Frog erasers. They were so cute and I was extremely into animals of all kinds.

The whimsy. Who could have known they made erasers in such wonderful shapes? I mourned that I’d spent my money already, and played quietly with the little frogs in their bin. That’s when I was approached by a few other kids from my class.

I didn’t know most of them very well, but enough that it was civil when they asked me, “Are you going to buy those frogs?”

“I’d like to,” I admitted, “but I spent all my money.”

“Why don’t you steal them?”

“I thought about that, but I don’t have pockets.” Indeed, stealing had crossed my mind but it had been a brief temptation. I wasn’t even scandalized that the other girls suggested it.

“Caitlin has pockets,” the leader of the pack said. And indeed, Caitlin in her purple overalls did have pocket space for two frogs. So Caitlin and I became partners. My role in the escapade was just... wanting frogs and walking out with her. We stole two frogs, a yellow and a purple, and united by the misdeed we played together with them at recess despite not really being friendly prior.

After lunch I was called from class to the library. The principal herself was there waiting for me. She had a somber air, almost mournful that she needed to punish me. It was self evident to me that I was here for frog crimes. Caitlin had cracked and taken the fastest route to forgiveness- snitching on an accomplice. Despite the fact that my role was just: wanted frogs, I knew I was going to be in trouble.

Now, I could have told the truth. Pulled a Caitlin and ratted on the girl who told us to steal them. But clearly I’d still be in trouble for having gone along with the morally bereft plan. I was mad at Caitlin for telling but not enough to foist the onus back into her.

“Do you know why you’re here?” The principal asked kindly.

“Is it about the frogs?”

“Yes, Caitlin told us you stole the frogs.”

I quivered my lip and drew myself up indignantly. “I didn’t steal them!”

She blinked at my vehemence but since I looked near tears she carefully asked, “What happened?”

“I really wanted the frogs, but I didn’t have any money. So I asked the librarian if I could take them and bring the money tomorrow! But she was really busy and lots of people were talking to her, and she said yes! But maybe she was saying yes to someone else? And I thought it was to me but Caitlin didn’t, but I was going to bring money tomorrow!”

The principal. Was flummoxed. This was a situation in which I clearly thought I’d done no wrong, in which she couldn’t prove I had done anything wrong, and which the librarian would almost certainly not be able to weigh in. She regarded me not with suspicion but rather vaguely confused as to how to handle me.

I got off with a slight warning that I should pay for things before taking them, despite not having been the one to take things in the first place, and the frogs were confiscated.

I was vaguely worried they’d call my parents but years later when I admitted the story to my mom as an adult she laughed herself sick and said she’d never gotten a call.

[igotanidea]

Home : bat!family x bat!sister

Summary: no one gets to offend my siblings and father. No one but me. I'll make sure of it.

***

Maybe it was a bad idea to apply for that Erasmus program and leave her brothers and adoptive father alone for whole three months. Sure, studying abroad, expanding knowledge, learning language and customs was an amazing experience, but it came with the cost. The price of being in fear that her family would get themselves in trouble, pain, fight they could not recover from.

The first two weeks of her adventure was the worst, since she was waking up at most random night hours, ready to jump into fight, those vigilantes instincts and habits kicking in.

Those were the nights when she was turning and tossing in her bed unable to close an eye and in result sneaking out her dorm room and walk around the campus like the ghost. The quietness and peacefulness of her surroundings at the academy were so different from those she knew in Gotham, it was almost disturbing.

There was no denying that Y/N was the smartest in the family, even Tim admitted it once (obviously not while talking to her, but she overheard his conversation with Bernard) but at times like this she was second-guessing her choices.

Due to her specific upbringing and family background she also never managed to form any deep connection with her fellow students, preferring to stay by herself, focus on the task and putting a lot of work into expanding her knowledge and skills in technology. She never complained, but from other people’s perspective she was an eremite. Kind, polite with perfect manners when someone asked her for something or while working in group, but still highly reserved. Just like her adoptive father, whose relation to she was trying to keep a secret. And it worked up to the day when one of the lecturers accidentally called her  “Miss  Wayne” in front of the whole class. The second he did it the air in the auditorium froze. She might have been in different country, but for God’s sake she was studying technology, of course everyone heard about the Wayne Enterprises and the  Bruce Wayne.

“You’re his daughter?” one of the boys in the lower row turned around and eyed her suspiciously

“Yes. Adoptive one.”

“Of course. He’s well known for taking kids in, right? Seems like some sort of complex or maybe even a disease” he smirked and it made the girl clench her fist. Her relationship with Bruce might have been rocky, but no one except her and her brothers were allowed to judge and offend him.”

“Care to elaborate on that?” she hissed, eyeing the guy with ice cold gaze

“Miss Y/L/N! Mister Olsen! Please calm down and sit down!” the teacher tried to make up for his mistake but it was far too late for that.

“You misspelled my name once, might as well keep calling me Wayne now.”  the tone of her voice matched the gaze. She was not going to let the guy easily, but getting in trouble with the dean was not a part of her plan. “Now, can we continue with the lecture? I don’t know about anyone else in her, but speaking for myself I would love to actually learn something useful.”

***

Y/N was the middle child. Younger than Dick and Jason, older than Tim and Damian which placed her literally halfway  in the family. Because of that she was a mix of responsibility and carelessness, doing her own thing, not always the right way, but still capable of getting away with a lot more than the others. Not as family oriented as Dick, feeling a bit overshadowed by Jason, highly competitive with Tim and more independent and individualistic than Damian. Still, even despite her “boss bitch” attitude, she was sandwiched between her brothers which made her the best negotiator and mediator in the family. Y/N also had a strong sense of fairness and morality and would always try her best to do the right things. Objectively, not subjectively. And making fun of her family was not one the things she could forget. However, before taking any action she had to gather intel, figure out what the guy knew and then come right at him.

***

Waiting till the end of the class was probably the greatest torture she ever had to endure, every minute stretching into infinity and when it was over the sense of relief almost made her drop the plan. Almost.

“I’m not done with you, Olsen.” she was faster to the door, stopping her potential victim from getting away.

“You want more, Wayne?”

“Please. Hit me with your best shot. What is your problem with my family, exactly?”

“Let me think” he tapped his chin. “There are so many. Like for instance, your oldest brother. What was his name again? Oh, right! Dick. Suits him quite well, doesn’t it. A prick, if you ask me. Definitely a show-off with no skills.” He scoffed “Shall I continue?”

“ Please. You got like three more people to gossip about.”

“The second in line, Jason, right? Oh, the unhinged  one. Violent, mocking, thinking he is better than anyone else around, when in reality he’s just a lost, scared child. Probably a dumbass too.”

“Pretty sure he would agree with that. Now what about Tim and Damian?”

At this point Olsen was getting a bit surprised that the girl in front of him was still unfazed. Her calmness, a sign of silent inside fury making him slightly uncomfortable.   Not enough to stop however.

“Drake…..” the name rolled of his tongue while the boy was wondering what words to choose “oh, he’s the gay one, right? Such a shame that the renowned Wayne family has someone like that as a member. Bet your father would never take him in, if he knew. A fairy becoming the next CEO of his renowned company. How ironic!”

“Hm.” Oh, Y/N was so much like Bruce at times and it showed in the least expected moments.

Damn that girl! How could it not make her angry?

“And …… Damian, the only biological child. Absolutely maladjusted and unaware of social norms and boundaries. Tell me, how was it like to have your youngest brother violate your boundaries and personal space?”

“It was. ….educatory. Just like it was with everything you just said. You presented yourself as someone with some serious psychological issues and possibly an unhealthy interest in my family’s life. So thank you, it truly was illuminating.”

***

“What the hell did you do Y/N?” a very alerted Dick appeared  on the other side of the screen

“I have no idea what you are talking about.” The girl sighted and fell onto the cushions bringing the computer onto her lap to see her brother better

“Don’t lie to me now, sis.”

“I wouldn’t even dream of it.”

“Bruce has been on the phone for the last fifteen minutes and from what I figured it’s about something that happened on the campus.”

“The only thing happening on the campus are students who skip classes.” She mumbled “maybe except that one time when one of the boys lost some stupid bet and blew up the fountain as some sort of punishment. That was funny.”

A little grunt was heard on Dick’s side and for a second he disappeared from the screen.

“Dick?”

“Sorry, I had a little interruption.” He rubbed his forehead “Now, back onto what you did…..”

“Did you say that someone blew the fountain?” third face appeared on the screen in the corner, taking over the conversation.

“Hello, Jason.”

“Hi sis. Maybe I should have joined you in your academic career. Seems like you have a lot of fun there. Besides, I never really finished school, since you know…. I died.”

“We know.” Y/N and Dick said in unison

“Always a good opportunity to remind you, right?” he grinned “Now, sis, tell me, how was it going full rogue on fellow student? I gotta admit I’m proud of you here.”

“So that’s what this is about?” Dick’s eyes grew wider than ever “I;m gonna ask you once again, Y/N. what did you do?”

“Nothing permanent.”

“What…..?”

“Cut her some slack, Grayson.”

“Look who decided to join us.” Y/N smirked “improved your computer skills much, Damian?”

“I got tired of being left out.”

“Since when do you care about the group?”

“Leverage, sis. Knowledge is power, I thought you knew that.”

“Ok, that is enough!” Dick finally lost his patience “I’m trying to have a conversation with my little sis here. Both of you, get out of the line!”

“Mhm, keep dreamin’ Dickhead.”

“For once I agree with Todd.”

“You have no right to…..”

“Guys…..” Y/N tried to mitigate them, but deep inside she enjoyed their bantering. It was a while since she experienced it and only now realized how familiar it was.

“I was here first!” Dick yelled “And I’m the oldest”

“No one cares Grayson! You are a Bludhaven resident now.  Just because you visit the manor does not mean you can keep Y/N busy using the wayne’s devices!”

“Don’t you have someone to kill in the crime alley, Jay?”

“Unlike you, I succeeded in all my latest missions.”

“Is that what you call coming back to your safe house bloodied and injured. You were on the verge of death!” Damian smirked “you were absolutely inept, that’s not a success.”

“You were what, now?!” Y/N shrieked. Her second oldest brother was sometimes too careless.

“It was not that bad, Y/N, I swear. And how the fuck do you know about it, demon?”

“I have my ways.”

“I would suspect Drake of spying on me, but you?”

“Speaking of the devil, I’m surprised Tim hasn’t already join us.” Dick muttered

“Oh, he did.” Y/N pointed out

“WHAT?” her brothers cried. Now there was another one fighting for her attention and it was not a secret that Tim was her favorite making the situation harder.

“I did.” Tim chuckled  “Well, to tell the truth Y/N let me in the channel. We have our ways with technology. Something none of you could ever fully understand. “

“Of course not….”

“Cheer up, Dami. You can’t monopolize all the areas.”

“I would beg to differ.”

“Ok, everyone hold up here. I think we lost the point of the conversation. The thing was that Bruce was on the phone, probably taking to the dean about….”

“Y/N played a little prank on her classmate, is that right?” of course Tim was the one who everything best.

 “He deserved it.”

“Y/n…..”

“Stop using the big brother voice on me! It’s not going to work!”

“How about we use Damian’s youngest one?” Dick teased

“I refuse to be used in this….”

“SHUT UP DAMIAN!” Dick and Jason shouted together and shared a murderous look between one another. Now they were both desperate to find out what happened since Tim would rather die than spill the bean. It was infuriating. They were the older brothers! This had to mean something.

“Ok, that’s it.” Damian stood up and the view of the empty chair in the place where his face should be was highly disturbing.

“That is not good.” Y/N said out loud something that all of them already knew. Her presumptions turned out to be right a second later when the shouting and yelling reverberated through the speakers and a blur of black and green rushed into Dick’s room.

“hey, I want to join the fight too!” Jason started up and with a speed, Wally West could be jealous of involved in the mix of limbs and screams.

“Wait! I though Dick was in Bludhaven! Tim?”

“Not today. We’re all in the manor.”

“And you idiots were talking to me through four different computers?”

“Are you actually surprised?”

“On second thought, not at all.” She sighed. It’s a good thing you are the reasonable one here…..”

“There you are, Timmy” now the situation has turned as it was Dick who appeared in the door of Tim’s bedroom “you are not  getting out of this. If you want Y/n to yourself you have to fight me.”

“And me!” Jason tackled Dick to the ground with a loud thump

“Losers!” Damian jumped over their bodies and came right at Tim

Because of their actions, Y/N was the only one who noticed two men stepping from the shadows and exchanging some words. Apparently Bruce wasn’t capable of putting the boys in their places and asked Alfred to try this instead. And a single grunt from the butler did a miracle as all of them stood up and started explaining and apologizing. Funny as it was, Y/N knew that with Bruce’s arrival she was heading straight towards preaching from her father.

“Y/N.”

“Hello Bruce.”

“Did you break his arm?”

“You broke his arm?” Dick was halfway out but turned back immediately

“No.” Y/n shook her head “I broke his arm and hurt his legs.”

“Don’t forget that you also demolished his dorm room.”

“That wasn’t me. That was….”

“Did you go at him as a vigilante? Wow! Way to go, sis. Now I truly am proud of you.”

“Ok, both of you, out!” Bruce lost the rest of his patience pushing Dick and Jay away. “Now that we are alone…….” he sighed deeply closing the door tight  

“I;m not sorry.”

“Oh, I know. And I’m not mad, because I’m sure you had a reason to do it. So tell me, why?”

“you…. you want to know ?”

“Of course. Look Y/n, I’m aware I won’t get  a father of the year cup from you, but I care all right? Did that boy hurt you and you took retaliation? Just tell me….”

“He was talking shit about our family.”

“And you felt the urge to protect the Wayne’s honor?” Bruce smirked “this is so not like you.”

“Honor, my ass. We’ve lost that ages ago, Bruce. The only thing I was protecting was my sole privilege of mocking you. No one else is allowed to do it.”

“I’ll be sure not to tell your brothers that you miss them. “

“That would be most welcome.”

“And you have to know that we don’t miss you either, y/n.” father and daughter’s gazes met and they both nodded in silent agreement, right corners of their mouths lifting almost unnoticeable. “You coming to visit next week?”

***

Something was wrong.

Something was terribly wrong and that tingling sensation became unbearable the second she climbed the manor’s stairs and reach for the doorknob with a heartrate so fast it would send anyone else straight into cardiac arrest. Y/N however kept her cold blood, focusing on what may happened inside and considering her options and strategies for a potential fight.

She could not expect  that the moment she opened the door four figures would jump out from the shadows making the noise that would bring the dead from behind the grave. It startled her and as a result she stumbled back, hitting the wardrobe and making it shake. She could not expect that on said wardrobe there would be packets and packets of paint and that those would fall down straight on her making her look like some abstractionism painting.

“I hate you all.” She muttered while her brothers run away in four different directions.

“Welcome home, miss Y/N” Alfred approached her with a tissue so she could at least wipe the paint from her eyes.

“Home.” She whispered “Yes, it definitely feels like it.”

It was good to be back.

But she was still going after them. .....

Later. When they would least expect it.

[lycheeloving]

I now have a writing brain worm because of you.

Reading the shared darling au, with Captain Marvel viewing us as a parent or sibling made my heart just squeal from wanting to pinch his cheeks. (Auto correct used punch instead of pinch.)

Reading yandere Bat Fam, especially non-platonic yandere Bruce, made me think of how goopy this man is for his kids and how he'd probably be feral for a partner who also loves adopted children the same. (As evident from Selina, but with cats.)

So imagine with me if you will, we're a civilian in Fawcett. (don't know if I wrote that right.) You see a 12 year old boy around the city who's obviously homeless, but he tries to help as many people as possible.

You make food that's good cold, will last awhile without a fridge, or is so fresh it's still steaming for this kid. You give him blankets and clothes that are too big because it's better for him to grow into them. You don't know where he disappears to during a crisis and it's eating you up inside. So you offer your place in case of emergencies, or if he just wants to come by.

Eventually, he trusts us and slowly starts appearing every now and again. You already turned a guest room in your apartment into his room. It's like having an outdoor cat, but it's a kid. You offer getting him enrolled in school again, through the Internet so it's easier for his lifestyle and cause you want him to succeed even if it's not in your home. He gets so emotional that he asks if you could be his parent. You say that you'll try your best and work to get a foster license. Billy lays low so CPS won't try to take him again since this is a home he found and wants to stay.

Meanwhile, Batman found out that Captain Marvel was a 12 year old named Billy Batson. An orphan with no shelter, food, or clean clothes. Who runs from every foster home he's been in. He debates how he's going to either adopt the kid or is going to find a way to make him stop being a Hero until he's older.

Bruce is deep in thought when new information on Billy surfaces. He's registered as a student for online classes. Bruce sees this as the opportunity to get the kid in Gotham. By offering these online students and their parents the ability to tour Gotham Academy campus, all fairs paid as well as accomodations, on the chance they will win a full ride for the Academy of three of them. Room and board for said winning students and their parents offered jobs at Wayne Enterprises, as well. Not as anything major, unless you have the skills for it, but still a good job with amazing benefits.

Billy is mildly excited at the prospect of going to an actual school. And the possibility of you also getting a better job with better benefits. There's also the fact that, in the city of crime, it'd be easier for you to legally become a foster parent and/or adopt him!

You two decide to take the offer. Billy feels guilty for leaving Fawcett, even though there's no guarantee he'll win. He also made sure to ask others to check in on his city in case anything happens.

While on the tour, the group gets held hostage by a gang who's leader wants to become an official Rogue. One thing leads to another and you get shot through the right side of your chest while trying to shield Billy.

This leads Bruce to having his own trauma brought back up and the guilt of orchestrating all of this, even if it was to try to give a kid a better life. All the other parents back out of the 'contest' but you have to go to the hospital in Gotham. Bruce pays for all treatments and opens his home to Billy while the kid waits for us to recover, visiting every single day. Billy gets the scholarship on the basis he accepted it and was the only one willing to.

Bat Fam grow to think of Billy as a brother and, other than Bruce, kinda hope the kid's guardian doesn't make it or stays in a coma. Bruce on the other hand is wracked with guilt. He made Billy go through the same trauma he did.

He also becomes obsessive over you, given the fact that you acted as such a good parent. And that you were like him, trying to adopt a feral child that trusted no one. The more he looked into your background and your actions, the more he wanted to get to know you as a person.

When you finally wake up, it's to Billy tapping away at some school work. Chocking out, "Bil-ly?" Gets the tiny boy to launch at you.

You find out about everything and feel guilty that the billionaire paid your medical bills and that you don't know how to repay him back. Bruce uses this to his advantage and asks you to be a secretary. Obviously, while we're learning to walk again and have physical therapy, the best way to move around is a wheelchair. Thank goodness Bruce is already prepared for that.

It was so kind to let you and Billy into his home after the injury. Even the rest of Bruce's Brood have come to like you after a while. From corralling business men, making coffee, volunteering at animal a homeless shelters, trying pilates or aerobics, and learning a bit of ballet as you regain control of your body.

You're walking again! You have money from your nice job. You're looking into getting an apartment for you and Billy.

That last part most definitely doesn't fit anyone else's narrative of how it should be.

...did i write anything about Captain Marvel? 🤔 Or did you just mean my fics made you think of him? lol

EITHER WAY this was really good & cute, thanks! I'm glad I inspired you <3

[tulipscomeinallsortsofcolors]

im such a big fan of the linda public school vs homeschool debate i think its a really interesting conflict, because obviously roman was homeschooled and it wasnt really beneficial towards him (which virgil could probably sympathise with regarding all of his mortal friends being terrified of him briefly), BUT also trying to tell logan or even patton that public school is the best option for their fae child is so obviously gonna be a problem, and then even when roman saw how logan was treated he didnt see how young it started and how much it was ingrained in him that he was wrong, and virgil didnt really see any of the worst of it so trying to commicate why its such a concerning idea is going to require bringing up some unpleasant things. but ALSO linda is not logan ((is it fair projecting his experiences onto linda or by trying to protect her are they gonna cause a complex anyway where she internalises being fae is wrong?)) or roman or patton or virgil and either choice could be uniquely beneficial or damaging just based on how she responds to her environment, which is impossible to actually determine without some trial and error, and id bet good money they dont want to risk the "error" part at all

just a very cool and interesting debate i feel, i enjoy how everyone has so many reasons to be so emotionally invested

thank you so much, you get exactly the vibe i was going for. the dichotomy of roman and virgil who were so so lonely as children due to isolation, versus logan and patton who were so hurt because of bullying, putting them in two very different camps as to what's best for their kid, makes it SUCH a hard conversation to have. they pretty much start having it the moment she's born and it continues for the next two years, and its the closest to genuinely angry they ever really get with each other. because theyre all really stubborn, but they rarely disagree on something this important so vehemently.

compounded by the fact that they dont yet know if she's going to age more like a fae or a human, and that being a visibly-6yo in middle school would theoretically make that issue exponentially worse

tentatively, im thinking that she will be homeschooled until she goes to college, and also that thats kind of one of the reasons why she doesnt do as well as she hoped. she had structure (in a house full of autistic people, you bet she had structure) but also a lot of freedom over dictating that structure, and the freedom to deviate from it when she needed to (in house full of ADHD people, you bet she was allowed to go run around in the yard whenever she needed a break).

so in college the combination of 1. less structure in the sense that she has less support network and people to hold her accountable and 2. less freedom in the sense that you can leave whenever you want in college, but the class doesnt stop and wait for you to come back, means she doesnt have the skills to make it really work for herself, especially compounded with the fact that she's emotionally much less mature than her peers

and that fucking sucks, for her and for LAMP. because you can debate for years, and you can do your best, and you can do everything right, and your kid might still wind up with baggage because of something you did. something you did and believed in your heart of hearts was the best thing for them.

the world is big and full of sharp things and you cant actually wrap your kid in bubble wrap. the bubble wrap is also full of sharp things, in this metaphor that immediately ran away from me.

all you can do is just keep stocked in bandaids, and hold their hand while you put it on.

[bearsinpotatosacks]

The beautiful thing about the Bear is that it's such a high stress show that you can apply it to other high stress environments and the AU works. I can see some kind of hospital/medical AU, or, in this case, a dancer AU.

The Berzattos run a dance school for kids, teens, and adults. They do different styles of dance, teach according to syllabus and some of their best students, like Carmen Berzatto even go on to become professionals. Syd used to go there when she was a kid until her dad noticed her passion, and worked extra hard to get into the Joffrey Ballet, then the New York Ballet before she got disillusioned and tried to start her own dance company and failed.

Carmy joined the Joffrey Ballet in Chicago, being taught by Andrea, as a child before being picked up by the Paris Opera ballet, before moving to the Royal Danish Ballet in Copenhagen, then moving onto the San Francisco Ballet before finally joining the American Ballet Theatre in New York, this is where David abuses him.

Mikey didn't have as much promise, he was a good dancer at many things, but didn't have the drive that Carmy did, so runs the dance school instead. He met Richie at the school, his mother was a dancer and she noticed his inability to sit still and put him in the dance school, his dad didn't approve at first but he started getting roles in musicals, he's a brilliant tap dancer and could've gone far in musical theatre but Mikey pulled him in. He got roles, worked hard for them but always got brought back to the dance school eventually.

Tina got into musical theatre 'too late', she's been in a local theatre outside of work but after getting fired, she's heard singing to herself at the bus stop outside the dance school, Mikey hears and offers her a job as the musical theatre teacher with Richie.

Mikey dies and Carmy's left the dance school. The place isn't doing well, they could be going out of business. Syd, who's been idolising him since she saw him in the Royal Danish's production of the Nutcracker, starts to work there. Carmy becomes strict on uniform and respect to the teacher, Richie's more relaxed, he's dance teacher but wants it to be fun, not a military school.

She and Richie don't get on, she's used to the skill levels of professional ballet studios, not local dance schools. She starts to see how good he is with the students, he can control the room easier and his students have more freedom and are generally happier.

Carmy decides to up the stakes of the school's usual yearly show, they promise Jimmy a certain amount of profit and a certain number of new uptake of students. They ask Tina choreograph her own section of the show to whatever she wants, she goes with West Side Story.

Sydney looks at some of the previous shows, and some of the previous work of the teachers to see if there's anything they could possibly do and stumbles upon some of Richie's work in musical theatre. She mentions it to Carmy, they talk to Richie, who's unsure as it's been a while.

She's there late one night when she hears something and sees Richie dancing to Singin in the Rain, which he performed on tour. They talk about dreams and goals, she encourages him to perform, but he's hesitant as it's been so long

Syd and Carmy are going to do a duet, but when it comes to the night, Carmy gets locked in one of the dressing rooms getting something for one of the kids. Syd's scared, so Richie improvises and steps in, he's seen them rehearsing and does his best (is this all because I want to imagine Richie lifting Syd like she weighs nothing? yes).

She joins him in doing 'Moses Supposes' from Singin in the Rain (minus the singing), something he used to perform with Mikey, because she makes him feel confident enough to perform again. They get through, make a fair bit of money and get some sign ups. Richie also gets an invitation to audition for another musical, with Syd's encouragement, he does.

Also added on: Eva being in Richie's dance class, Richie and Syd are in suits when they dance together to 'Moses Supposes', Syd and Richie teaching a class together and reluctantly getting along

[misslavenderlady]

Just Girlie Things: Mikayla Emerson

More info about my best girl~

Embarrassing secret: She thought the term "powdering your nose" was literal. So after she started her transition, she always brought a compact mirror with a set of powder in it when she went to the restroom. When one of her friends asked why she always did that, she explained herself only to realize it was just a saying. Her girl friends teased her about it, but not for very long.

Favorite mascara is Maybelline Great Lash, because that's what Lucy uses (as did every other mom in the 80s and 90s)

HATES the smell of hairspray, and that's a problem because all the other girls in the locker room and bathroom use the hell out of it. She prefers using mousse to keep her curls looking good.

Some of her favorite songs are "Open Your Heart" by Madonna, "Shadows of The Night" by Pat Benatar, and "How Will I Know" by Whitney Houston

She did little league as a kid, and now during her free time or in gym class, she likes to play softball. Once threw a ball at a classmate that said she "threw like a bitch". He got a black eye as a result.

As a cheerleader she acts as a "base", helping lift up the others when doing stunts. The other girls think she's got the skill to be a flyer, but she's very shy at the idea of the attention being on just her for a routine.

All four of the Lost Boys have lent her their jacket as an act of chivalry. Dwayne's made her the most bashful since he doesn't have a shirt on underneath.

Slightly nsft: Girl got SUPER lucky with estrogen and chest growth. She's a C cup, and very proud of it.

In middle school she went through a phase of dotting her "i"s with hearts.

Unlike her movie counterpart, Mikayla does want to go back to school after the summer break. After meeting David she starts daydreaming about him being her date to the senior prom.

Lucy constantly has to scold her not to slurp her drinks or put elbows on the table, saying it's not "ladylike". Mikayla hates this, often pointing out that Sam never gets in trouble for doing the same thing and that it's not fair.

Has a lucky, pink scrunchie she wears for cheer practice. She's paranoid she'll mess up if she doesn't wear it.

Sneezes like a kitten. She's not even doing it on purpose to be extra feminine, she's just always sneezed like that.

Tag List: @hypocriticaltypwriter @ria-coolgirl @happypanda101 @hagelliot @people-are-strange-87

[pickledpascal]

The Way The Water Flows

Chapter Three: Bittersweet Music Playing in the Dark

Warnings: blood, some action, power imbalance (?), kind of love at first sight, someone (logan) is feeling guilty, mentions of unethical experimentation

Word Count: 2.5k

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Over the next few days, Maya had slowly but surely settled in. Though, she wasn’t completely comfortable, it was much better than that first night. She could barely sleep, plagued by nightmares of the experiments she was put under and reliving the pain of how she got her scars. The plush mattress helped, easing the mental pain as much as it could.

Those first few days, she mostly familiarized herself with the grounds while the kids were in class. She discovered the greenhouse, wide-eyed as she looked around at all the different plants, they came in all different sizes, heights, and colors. Many she had never heard of before. While in there, she thought she might as well water the plants, a soft look on her face—a feeling she hadn’t felt in some time rising in her chest.

A sense of peace.

But she wasn’t sure how long that would last. And that scared her.

The day after, Charles wanted Maya to train with Scott. Simply to see the combat skills she already had. Maya couldn’t argue with that. They wanted to know what she could do.

Arguably, she was put at a disadvantage when they locked her in the room with Scott. A room with zero water to be found, no objects to use her telekinesis on, and Charles has asked her not to use her telepathy so as to not predict Scott’s movements.

It had surprised Charles that she came out on top. Although Maya was taller and had more brute strength than Scott, she was able to use her agility to her advantage. She learned fairly quickly that, unless he wanted to destroy the whole school, he had to turn a knob on his visor in order to use his powers. He wasn’t the best in hand-to-hand combat and he certainly couldn’t hit a target who moved fast enough.

Once out of the danger room, Maya rolled her shoulder, doing a windmill motion with her arm to ease some of the tension starting to build there. She glanced at Scott who was sporting a growing bruise on his jaw, a hand on his face to press against it.

“I’ll give you this time,” He grumbled as he shook his head. “Next time I won’t go so easy.” He didn’t know why but he believed Maya was as inexperienced as the kids under their care. Most times they’ve used their powers were for fun, accidentally, or to defend themselves.

To be fair, they didn’t teach all the kids how to fight. Only the ones who were old enough, fifteen and older.

Charles wheeled up to them, “I’m not sure there’s going to be a next time.” Maya cocked an eyebrow. “It’s clear you’re more experienced than I thought. It might be beneficial if you spar with Logan instead.” She could hear Scott scoff next to her.

Logan was the only teacher Maya had not met yet. She already knew Charles, Colossus, and Storm and had met Jean after she decided to introduce herself to the younger mutant. Hank, she had met after being asked to go to a few classes of his on history, asked specifically to pay attention to the news of the last decade. Apparently, same-sex marriage was now legal everywhere, which she thought was nice. And Scott, well, she had just met prior to training with him.

Maya had heard about Logan, though, from other students. How rough around the edges he could be but also that he cared deeply even if he didn’t want to admit or show it. Oh, and also the rivalry he had with Scott. Maya wasn’t sure if it was serious or not but Rogue and Yukio seemed to think so.

The next day, Maya did as she usually did in the morning—wake up earlier than everyone else and find something to eat before classes started so she wasn't left with nothing. Children could be ruthless with food. She learned that the hard way.

She was in the middle of taking a bite of cereal from her bowl when she heard another presence enter the room. She looked up at him from the cereal floating on top of the milk in her bowl, cocking her head. There was a hint of recognition in his eyes.

“Sorry, didn't realize anyone was in here…” His voice was deep, rough in all the right ways and it matched his appearance well. He was tall with thick shoulders and arms, showing them off since his torso was clad in a white tank top while his bottom half was in some jeans, a belt keeping them on his hips. He had dark eyes with a similar shade of hair. He was… attractive.

Maya had never seen him before. But she was still new. Charles did mention someone who wasn't a permanent stay at the mansion but who would occasionally leave for a few months and come back. Perhaps this was that man.

“Don't really care,” She shrugged and tried to muster up a polite smile. “Just wanted to get something to eat before the children leave me with crumbs.” Maya's gaze moved down to her spoon.

She could feel him staring. “What's your name, kid?” He had asked while she pushed her spoon around her bowl.

“Maya.” She offered, taking her last bite from her cereal.

“That short for something?” He pressed, going to the fridge to look for something to drink.

Maya let out a scoff and shook her head even though he couldn't see. “Nope. Just Maya.”

The man hummed in response, deciding to grab a soda out of all the options available. He twisted off the cap and threw it in the trash before taking a long sip. Maya stared at the way his Adam's apple bobbed and a particular vein in his neck became more prominent.

“Why're you here? You're a little too old to be at school.” Maya's eyes flickered to meet his.

Good thing to know he could tell that she wasn't an actual child. She did have a few scars on her face; her eyes appeared to be perpetually tired like she had seen things no one ever should. The man had the same look about him too.

Maya looked down at the counter, softly scratching a finger against the side of her bowl. “Haven't had a home in a while,” She didn’t want to explain everything to a man she didn't know, she didn't even like that Charles knew. “And it doesn't hurt that Storm and Colossus went looking for me specifically.”

His eyebrows raised, eyes widening with interest before realization seemed to dawn over him. He fell quiet.

Which Maya deemed as the perfect time to wash her dishes and leave. She wanted to water the plants in the greenhouse again before she had to go down to the lower levels to train.

As she did, she wondered what Logan's mutation was. It had to be, arguably, better than Scott's if Charles believed he'd be a better opponent for Maya. Something that he could use while more mobile. Or maybe he was just more experienced? She'd heard Rogue mention that he was old, in turn, making her assume the man was a little younger than the Professor.

She shook her head as she entered the locker room, grabbing one of the training suits to put on. He couldn't be that old or he wouldn't be able to keep up with her.

Charles guided her to the training room. Maya's eyes widened softly when the doors opened to reveal the man from this morning, although he was now dressed in an official X-Men uniform. This was Logan? He didn't look a day over forty—maybe thirty-five.

She stepped inside, noticing that she piqued his interest as well. She heard the doors seal shut behind her as she looked him over.

“Nice to officially meet you, bub.” Logan hummed, hands on his hips with one jutted out to the side. “Scott told me you're a tricky one,” He grinned, showing a glimpse of sharp teeth, “But he can't really talk, anyone with enough brain could take him down if they put their mind to it.”

Maya simply stared at him, narrowing her eyes as she crossed her arms over her chest. She was sizing him up. He was larger than her in every way—taller, thicker, more muscle. She needed to use that to her advantage.

Logan cocked an eyebrow. “Alright, all work, no play?” He got into a fighting stance, three metal claws unsheathing from his knuckles on both hands. “I can work with that.”

The younger girl hummed as she glanced down at the claws. That was certainly interesting. She widened her stance as she circled him, hands clenched into fists as she studied him for any weaknesses—a bad hip or knee.

His eyes followed her as she walked around him. “I showed you mine, you show yours now. As a courtesy.” Logan winked.

“There has to be water around for me to use my mutation. And there is none here.” Maya responded, her lips twitching into a barely noticeable smile.

But Logan noticed. He let out a soft chuckle but his face quickly became serious.

It was obvious she was waiting for him to make the first move, so he did. He ran toward her, slashing his claws at the less vital parts of her, intentionally giving her some time to move out of the way.

He didn't expect her to dive between his legs to dodge the attack, making him lose his footing from surprise. He dug his claws into the floor to catch himself as he whipped his head to look at Maya who was crouched on the floor, a hand behind her from the momentum.

Logan stood up, removing his claw from the floor but before he could even blink, Maya had jumped up onto his shoulders with her thighs wrapped around his neck, squeezing to suffocate him as they both fell onto the floor from her body weight. He struggled to breathe, both from her legs but the air was knocked out of his lungs because of the fall.

He writhed in her grip, this felt a little too real. He clawed at her arm when trying to get her off him. Nearly immediately, Maya rolled off him as she hissed in pain.

Logan's ears picked up the sound as he tried to regulate his breathing, claws retracting. He looked over at her and realized she was bleeding. Fuck, he didn't mean to do that. He pulled her up so she was sitting, brows furrowing with concern.

“Huh. I haven't gotten hurt in a while.” Maya hummed as if it was a scientific discovery. She seemed fine if that was anything to go by but that didn't ease the worry settling in his gut.

“We're going to go to Dr. Grey.” Logan told her, hoisting her up to her feet with ease, an arm around her waist which he kept there as they walked to the medical bay.

Jean was going through some medical files when she saw Logan and Maya enter, her eyebrows raising as she looked at Logan. There was a clear question hanging in the air.

“Training accident.” Logan answered, letting Maya go when she sat on the gurney in the middle of the room.

Jean pursed her lips as she replaced where Logan stood as he moved off to the side to watch, making sure everything went smoothly. She helped Maya slip off the top of her suit and Logan felt his chest clench at her wince of pain when the fabric rubbed against her wound. Jean then began treating her.

And Logan, well, he had to keep his mind occupied because seeing Maya in a simple black tank top was making his brain whir in a way he didn't want it to

“How did this happen?” She had asked, wrapping the wounds on her forearms in gauze after cleaning and disinfecting them. They would scar but she was more worried about something else. “Scott said he landed a hit on you but you came out of the danger room unscathed.”

Maya's jaw clenched, her shoulders tensing slightly, causing the muscle there to become more defined. “I have a healing factor,” Logan tilted his head at that. He knew she had scars, quite a couple were displayed on her back and arms. “But, um, the people who… kept me,” his eyes narrowed, his own jaw clenching as well. “They found some way around it. A weakness. Some sort of metal.”

“Adamantium,” Jean whispered, glancing up at Logan. What else could it be? Guilt settled in his gut as he looked down at his boots. “The same metal of Logan's claws.”

Not only did he hurt Maya but with something that she was specifically weak to. Something that was surely tied to a lot of bad memories she wanted to forget. And he was filled with it. He screwed his eyes shut, clenching his jaw as he ran a hand through his hair.

Maya turned her head to look at him, eyebrows furrowed slightly at the ashamed look on his face. “It was an accident. I don’t blame you.” She said firmly. “And yet you still feel responsible.” Logan's eyes opened to meet hers as she stood from the gurney. It was like she was staring into his soul and he wasn't sure if he liked it. “Y'know, guilt is something that helps people atone for what they've done. This is shame, which isn't helpful for anyone. Least of all yourself.”

Logan's heart pounded in his chest. And he wanted to respond but Maya walked away before he could. Her words hit harder than she expected them to.

Jean pursed her lips, tilting her head as she looked at Logan. “She's right, y'know. You have a habit of blaming yourself. You can't be a perfect man, Logan.” She stepped closer to him, eyebrows furrowed as she expressed her concern.

“Yeah, well I can't be a good man either.” Logan murmured, his expression was hardened but his eyes were a different story—they held such sadness that Jean didn't even know the depths of.

She smiled sadly and shook her head. “The definition of ‘good’ changes from person to person, decade to decade, place to place. I think you're a good man. I know you try your hardest to do the right thing, but people make mistakes. Even the most perfect of all.”

Logan shifted slightly, adjusting his weight to rest more on his right leg. Sometimes he hated to admit when Jean was right. But she was. One of the reasons he loved her.

But his brain kept thinking back to Maya. The scent of her distress mixed with her blood, his heart still ached at the memory. He wasn't the kind of man who apologized often, if at all, but he felt like he had to make this up to her somehow. But he knew almost nothing about her.

Guess it's time to find out.

[thedragonsfate]

FHJY thoughts under the cut bc I gotta sort my brain and can't be succinct to save my life

I think there's something interesting in acknowledge like

of COURSE Kipperlily underestimated the bad kids.

She's hated these kids from day 1. I know a lot of people want to acknowledge that it's not unreasonable for Kipperlily and the rat grinders to think the school is run unfairly (and you're right! it's a fair conclusion)

-- but we also gotta consider that this is something that took root in her VERY EARLY. Before the bad kids got really very good. Two bad kids die on the first day of school, they spend a significant amount of their second semester freshman year just. In Prison.

Of course what follows I'm sure spurs that hatred, but she all but declared Riz to be her nemesis with Jawbone freshman year.

She's probably got some good ideas of how stuff should change, but also she saw this random Goblin boy with a briefcase in rogue class and decided she Hates Him, for a reason none of us can fathom when several of the other bad kids give off worst first impressiona

She's a teenager, a kid, with anger issues. As much as their can be important nuggets at the core of her motives, she's a teenager without emotional regulation skills. That combination is BUILT to breed resentment and feelings of entitlement. and it's built to actively ignore any evidence of a different perspective.

We talk about how she doesn't understand them, takes Kristen as entirely uncaring, doesn't expect the bad kids to do so well in the Last Stand

and OF COURSE she doesn't. some of this because she of course is not privy to all of the bad kids interactions that we are as an audience. but a lot of it is probably because she's a teenager who's decided she's being slighted and as a result is never going to take the bad kids actions on good faith. she's doubled down and while I have a feeling she's extremely perceptive, she's also in an emotional place that means she probably is ACTIVELY ignoring any evidence to the fact that maybe the bad kids are just ALSO working very hard, and that the school itself may also work against them sometimes.

Add to that a god corrupted into rage (negative in this case) and conquest, and a nefarious faculty member as a potentially directly manipulative adult in her life trying to make something big and destructive happen. Kipperlily strikes me as the kind of person who knows she's smart, and knows she's clever, but is so blinded by her emotion that she is probably missing some of whats clearly in front of her as far as all the Jace business goes. She certainly is about the bad kids.

Jawbone can only do so much to help her in her sessions if he's being actively worked against. Emotional regulation is hard to learn from zero AS AN ADULT and she's probably coming from the negatives if my impression is correct, and is doing so as a teenager.

I guess what I'm trying to say is like

In a vacuum? Sure augeforts comment about trying being stupid or whatever does seem like another slap in the face for Kipperlily, one that justifies some of her feelings.

But not about the bad kids. and not to the extent she has taken them.

And to take that at its word feels weird to me because. To anybody paying attention? The bad kids are and have been trying SO SO hard in class. Them having to take the last stand in the FIRST place is specifically because the school system is treating Kristen unfairly DESPITE her best, GOOD efforts. I'm certain the rat grinders are on some level aware of Gorgugs EXTREMELY uphill battle with schoolwork this season, even if it's just Maryann catching part of a convo with Porter or Ruben hearing about it from his uncle. I HIGHLY doubt that Oisin was oblivious to the way that Adaines academics were affected by her not having the money for the correct materials - she still was able to excel mostly but the effects of that roll being at disadvantage for so long are still THERE. Jawbone pinned down and mentioned to Riz his similarities to Kipperlily within maybe 2 seconds - there is 0% chance he hasn't brought something similar up in Kipperlilys sessions. She may not like it, she may not have the emotional intelligence to see it this way, but his efforts almost certainly mirror hers in a way that makes them equally hard workers, absolutely determined to keep themselves afloat despite it being an uphill battle. Something that she feels she deserves to be rewarded for, and to an extent implies that if just a few circumstances were different she would be able to see equal value in his work.

And sure you can say she may be able to see that and be angry that their work is rewarded and hers isn't, but we see time and time again that she and her party don't always put that same level of work in? Mary Ann at blood rush, absolutely uncaring but doing well specifically because she's got some magical enhancements. The suspicious circumstances of Kipperlily finding the Rogue teacher. Even just the natural advantage of Oisin having more than the funds he needs to excel in wizard class.

But even regardless of that, she seems to refuse to see that any scenario in which others are praised for the same thing she's done, while she is ignored etc, is the sole responsibility of the school here. the bad kids are not her enemies in that fight - augefort is. The bad kids are not going around being consistently given advantages from the school, they're earning the things they get and hitting their own academic road blocks, and they aren't acting better than other people in a way that goes beyond like. Teen stuff. And yet her sights are trained so unblinking on them.

I can see Fabian and Kristen's popularity and personalities coming off like it supports that they're being treated better or feel some superiority. And it's teen stuff to quietly hate those ppl at your school! it's p normal!

But it always brings me back to her SPECIFICALLY hating Riz. Bc Riz isn't a rich kid throwing parties that everyone loves. Hes not sniping out comebacks the way Kristen does, sometimes without even thinking. In a lot of ways he's the/one of the least abrasive of the group to an outsider. Which makes me SO much more inclined to call bullshit that this is truly, honestly rooted in an acknowledgement of any of the REAL problems that come up with their school system.

It's complex, but I feel like we can't exalt their perspective as a Truth of the world like it seems some folks do when these characters themselves do not play fairly. What is fair about the way they interfered with the exam. What is fair about what she did so easily to Buddy Dawn. What is fair about the murder of the couple that owned that farm. Depending on what happened - what is fair from them about Lucy's murder. Certainly what is fair about their hand in Yolandas.

This idea that things are unfair isn't untrue. But not in the ways she thinks, and shes moved so far beyond that notion at this point. Kipperlily probably DOES believe that she's uniquely a victim of this system, or at least that everyone but the bad kids is. But she's moved so far beyond that. Whatever divine rage magic is involved has ensured that, as well as probably some Adult manipulation, and severely underdeveloped emotional regulation skills. and for me that means like. obviously she is unjustified in her actions.

Augefort is absolutely unhinged. his school has never been run in a manner that rewards buckling down in the classroom and the classroom only. It's an adventuring school in truly the most chaotic and violence rewarding sense, and that information is given freely by Arthur augefort at maybe any turn

Saw something about the theoretical being just as important as the practical. and yes! absolutely! a very good point that I'm glad was brought up - going to the classes is important and I think this season has really emphasized the ways in which that's true at least in terms of Staying in School and Honing your Skills

I do think, in the same breath, that that STILL means that the practical is ALSO just as important as the theoretical. It CAN'T be one or the other, it HAS to be both.

and the bad kids are DOING both. regardless of what it may count for, the rat grinders xp leveling by continuing to do freshman level combat in order to excel more on paper ISN'T them really doing the practical part of what theyre learning in their higher level classes. And the bad kids do not get credit for their saving of the world REGARDLESS. Not on its own merit, and to get the credit they'd have to jump a hefty academic bar that sort of invalidates the point of practical efforts in the first place, not to mention works against students like Fig and Kristen.

The school is actively rewarding Kipperlily and her party's cheat code practical use of their skills, over the bad kids putting just as much if not more effort into their LITERALLY WORLD SAVING missions. whatever favoritism shes seeing, or that there may be occasionally, Kipperlily fundamentally takes the bad kids in bad faith. It's not ABOUT what is ACTUALLY unfair to her at this point.

from her perspective every accolade or accomplishment from them HAS to come from favoritism in order to fit how her view of whats actually unfair has been warped. for her it doesn't MATTER that they've been trying because they MUST not be trying as hard as she is. it doesn't matter that they visibly saved the world three times, one of which was livestreamed and included several party members dropping, successfully because surely it's a fluke, or they were given better opportunities than others for no reason, or they're being falsely worshipped for what MUST be a less dangerous quest than it seems (despite us seeing clearly on the first day of school that nobody is putting a pedestal up for their night yorb win)

What could have been a justified spark of frustration with a system has shifted into a vengeful sense of entitlement that to me? fully abandons the good of wanting to change a school system actively working against some (/all?) students.

idk maybe this all sounds like jibberish I just

Kipperlily in her current state is INCAPABLE of not underestimating the bad kids bc that would require some acknowledgement that they have worked and bled and died to reach the level they're at.

You cannot separate the girl who sneaks in to the Last Stand to sabotage another party's chances of passing, of staying at school, of continuing school, of one of them from potentially keeping their god alive, and of being brought back from what she assumes is certain death - from the slighted teenager running for class president to make things "more fair"

you cannot separate the girl who easily slits her own party clerics throat without second thought from the girl who thinks she's been slighted by an unjust system

What she means by unfair is inherently colored by her being that same person

Augefort can say whatever nonsense he wants, and it doesn't really justify her current frustrations at this point because her version of fair is fundamentally unfair now.

Shes a child who's become corrupted, just like Buddy. but unlike him - she's become genuinely nefarious and vengeful. Unlike buddy she is actively plotting. Harming others with full knowledge of it. We don't know how much of it comes from her on her own, or the rage baking underground, or Stardiamonds direct involvement - but I think this most recent episode should make it clear that like

Whatever truth there is to the school being run in a way that is unfair to its students, and regardless of what she says or thinks

Kipperlily Copperkettle is not operating from that grounded perspective. and I don't think she has been for a long time

[jamisonwritestf2trash]

“I really just need to make an entire breakdown on Medic one of these days 😭” Well, do it. Umm, you coward —I'm so sorry for calling you a coward, Jamison :'(—.

Medic's Past Headcanons (Also Some Archimedes Content!)

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No apology needed my friend, I am but a coward 😭

I lied a little bit, I changed my mind on doing a full breakdown, just changed it to some headcanons about his past and meeting Archimedes </3

But no, I've mainly not posted this because I've had other requests and also this one will probably get heavy. I wasn't sure if I wanted to post content with actual angst and upsetting themes.

But I'm here now because looking past all the jokes and my own personal love for doctors. I should also mention, written by an American and a person with know knowledge of the German education system, and medical practices in general!

ALSO, finally writing Medic with his accent and some actual German, please forgive me if you are a native speaker for using a mix of google translate and my very poor German skills 💖

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ALSO ALSO mutual appreciation comment! Another thank you for letting me talk about Medic <3

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TW: CHILD NEGELECT, SU!C1D@L IDIATIONS, FLUFF AT THE END!

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He's been asked about his mother before, his answer has always been,

"Meine mutter? She vas good woman, she... she did her best." Said with a softer tone than anyone has ever heard him speak in.

He's lying. She severely neglected him as child. After his mother fell pregnant, his father left. His mother resented Medic for this, blaming him for his father leaving, refusing to realize how volatile their relationship had been before he was conceived. When Medic was born his mother refused to bond with him, holding him only when others gave her expecting looks. For the first years of his life his mother only tended to his basic needs to keep him from crying, his crying always annoyed her. It never got better with time, she never learned to love him like people had claimed when she started expressing her contempt for him. She would sometimes give him small bits of attention, then she would get a wicked smile on her face as he cried when she stopped paying attention to him for seemingly no reason. Always making him feel like he was responsible for the sudden lack of attention.

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His younger years in school is also something he will lie about if asked. (I'm ignoring college because uh, I have no idea what to write for that 😭)

"I vas great, top of my classes, Natürlich. Ich war sehr beliebt."

(Of course. I was very popular)

When he was younger, he was top of his classes. He always excelled at whatever class he was put in, his favorites being science, he obviously loved medical textbooks, along with zoology textbooks, always had one of the other, he'd spend lunches just reading from his books, or hiding in the library, trying to learn everything he could about both. In a way you could say he was popular, but not in the good way. He always had his books on hand, always had the best grades, was always the teachers favorite student, and the other kids hated that. He took his fair share of beatings while he was in school.

————————————————————Medic had never thought about dying, sure he watched patients die, and he knew deep down his mother had died at some point, (He never heard from her after he left his home town, despite his attempts to contact her) but he never thought about the concept of him dying. It hit him like a ton of bricks when he had his first panic attack, and it clicked in his head that he just didn't want to be alive. He couldn't tell you why the switch flipped in his head that made him reach that low, but it did, and it was awful. He almost went insane, he couldn't breathe, he couldn't do anything besides sit in his room and feel years of emotions just hit him out of nowhere. He thought he would die, he wanted to die, dying would be preferable to whatever this was. In the midst of his panic attack, something hit his window with a loud thump. (Aren't I so clever for this transition? lmao 😭)

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The day Medic and Archimedes met continues to be one of the best days of his life. A bird had hit his window, pulling him out of whatever spiral he was currently having. Medic just looked at the window for a minute, content to just assume the bird flew off after being dazed a bit. When he heard tiny coos and chirps outside. He pushed it open and saw a little dove huddled in a corner, cooing sadly, shaking as it tried to move its wing but chirping painfully when he moved his wing. Medic put his hand out and tried to scoop up the bird, and the bird ended up attacking his hand. Medic pulled his hand back, a tad shocked, but then tried again. The bird slowly eased up to him once he understood Medic wasn't going to hurt him. Medic took him inside and checked him out. His wing was broken, and it was nothing Medic couldn't fix. He fixed up the birds wing, then decided to get some things to keep the bird comfortable while he recovered. He ended up spoiling him without realizing it. He went to go buy a bird cage and ended up buying the nicest one, the best bird food, and even toys 😭 He came back and set it up all nice for the bird. They bonded pretty quickly after that. However, time passed, and Medic found himself growing attached to the little bird, even naming him, which he knew was a mistake the moment he did so. He knew it was a bad idea, and he did it anyway. After about a month of them living together, Archimedes wing was functional again, Medic enjoyed watching him fly from his cage to the door to great him when he came home from wherever he had gone. But after the third or fourth time, Archimedes greeted him at the door. He knew he was well enough to go back out into the world. That evening, before sunset, Medic opened his window and put Archimedes on the ledge, prompting him to fly off, totally not on the verge of tears, about to experience the worst pain of his life or anything. Archimedes just tilted his head, confused, turned around, and nestled up to Medics arm that he had been propping himself on. Audible sobbing could be heard from his house that night. Medic would later find a way to keep Archimedes to live forever with him, making sure that Archimedes was spoiled to death, and was told each day the value Medic put on their friendship.

"Wir werden für immer zusammen sein, mein Freund, das verspreche ich!"

"Coo"

(It'll be us forever my friend, I promise.)

(I'm counting on it)

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Ough, im a sucker for a happy ending 😭or for some reason, I feel like this is super embarrassing, but I' going to ignore that feeling. Sorry for the angst dump, but it had to be done, and I'm sorry it's not very long! I hope you guys like this! Uh, a mini headcanons, then another Medic post, and then some new headcanons are in the works! There is so much Medic content, but I'm not complaining 💖

[aberooski]

Fuck it.

Random Yugioh GX headcanon dump!

I've posted about some of these at various points in the past in more detail but yknow 😌

All in no particular order of course, just the order they pop put of my brain lol

Syrus is actually really smart, but school is hard for him because of anxiety

Alexis is the spitting image of her and Atticus's mom

Jesse's favorite song of all time is Our Song by Taylor Swift

They're all varying degrees of Swiftie

Crowler's favorite show is The Golden Girls

Jaden will accidentally burn down the kitchen if they let him try to cook anything

Syrus, Alexis, Atticus, and Zane all knew each other pre-series. Or at the very least knew of each other since Atticus and Zane were already friends.

Syrus is afraid of storms but actually really likes gentle rain

Bastion was always insecure about his skills and needed and craved validation and recognition from others

Chazz has a hard time expressing and understanding emotions and distinguishing different kinds of love and care because his family is so emotionally distant with each other

Chazz and Alexis are platonic soulmates he's just confused by the platonic part. They love each other but are not in love with each other.

On that note, when Chazz is able to finally move on from Alexis, they develope and almost brother/sister relationship

Alexis suffers from separation anxiety and paranoia after Atticus returns because she's so scared of him getting hurt or being taken away from her again

Jaden is so protective of his friends because he didn't have any as a kid after the whole Yubel debacle even though doesn't remember Yubel for a while so he desperately wants to keep the ones he has now at any cost and keep them from getting hurt because people have been hurt because of him Yubel in the past and doesn't want to go through that whole rigamarole again. Also because he just loves his friends, but that's a given.

Syrus has a scar from being bit by the duplicate Camula in episode 32

Chazz has scars from being abused by his brothers. Only Atticus has ever actually seen them.

Hassleberry has chronic pain because of his dinosaur leg that he hides so the others won't worry about him

The J-Squad never told Hassleberry about a lot of stuff that went down in season 1

Atticus is uncomfortable in the dark and has trouble sleeping when he returns so he sleeps with at least one light on every night

Atticus's positive and silly personality and quirks and eccentricities are all genuine and authentic, but they've also become a coping mechanism for his trauma after his return

Hassleberry is a massive Dolly Parton fan

Hassleberry's seen every movie Dolly is in. Steel Magnolias makes him cry every time.

Syrus doodles on stuff in class and like on his notes and homework and stuff. It's something he does to help him focus and think

Bastion actually really likes classic movie musicals. His favorite musical is My Fair Lady

Chazz says that he has a dog at home in the dub, but it's the family dog. He's more of a cat person.

Atticus, Chazz, and Alexis are a Sun, Moon, Star trio respectively.

Hassleberry and Chazz are the biggest hopless romantics, actually

Both Crowler and Alexis's favorite movie is Titanic

Atticus can play any and all stringed instruments. If it has strings, he can play it. But his best instrument is the guitar.

Atticus hosts weekly campfire jam sessions for the J-Squad down at the beach. He pulls out an acoustic and just plays songs for them to sing and have fun together

On that note, every single one of them can sing. All of those kids have vocals for days.

Chazz and Atticus have sleepovers dates every Saturday night where they get together and watch movies. Atticus usually picks and makes Chazz watch musicals and romcoms and chick flicks.

Chazz actually enjoys musicals, especially watching them with Atticus. Hence his quoting Bye Bye Birdie during his duel with Adrian.

Atticus's favorite movie is Singin' In The Rain

Atticus does a lot of dumb shit in attempts to impress Chazz or otherwise get his attention

Syrus takes more after his and Zane's mom, while Zane takes more after their dad. Hence her saying Sy's the one who got the looks 😌

Jaden doesn't even know what sexuality means let alone what his is. His sexuality is Jesse.

Jaden's mom is a pianist

Chazz's family is all sooo much older than his is. For example, his brothers are at minimum ten years older than he is.

The worst familial relationship Chazz has is with his brothers. He's his mom's favorite, and he just doesn't really have a relationship with his dad at all. Cold, distant rich old businessman dad y’know?

Chazz wasn't necessarily an accident, but I don't think they planned on having another kid so long after the first 2 either.

Chazz's brothers manipulate their parents' perception of them and their relationship with Chazz so they don't know how bad things actually are with the three of them

Jaden thinks it's really silly and fun that his and Chazz's birthdays are the bookends of the month of August since they're rivals and stuff

Chazz has naturally cold hands

One time after graduation the kids got Crowler a father's day gift kind of as a joke. But it made him so happy they get him a group gift every year. They got him a world's best dad mug

Everyone crashed the next year's graduation so they could see Hassleberry graduate number 1 in his class 🥺

That's all for now!

Part 2

[anonymouschishiyaimaginesandmore]

MotherBoyfriend!Chishiya

Minors, do not read! Contains mentions of smutty behavior!

MASTERLIST (up-to-date)

This is Part 1 !!HERE!! is Part 2

Disclaimer: I do not own any of the Alice in Borderland/Imawa no Kuni no Alice characters or original stories, only the plot of this fanfic. Alice in Borderland/Imawa no Kuni no Alice characters and original storyline belong to Haro Aso, who made the Manga the Series is based on.

Trigger Warning: Explicit Smut, Complicated Consensual/Not-Consensual Behavior Summery: Chishiya x Female Reader

MotherBoyfriend!Chishiya who isn’t interested in your mother, sexually, per se. However, she is part of the hospital board he works in and for him, a Med Student, tho the best of his class, even the whole University, it comes in handy to keep someone like her close to him in case he needs her position for his advance. You are an appendage. A bratty 19-year-old parasite that regularly gets in his way.

MotherBoyfriend!Chishiya doesn’t like you. You run your mouth about him. Constantly. Bad talking him to your Milf of a Mom and side eyeing him whenever he is around. It’s not like he isn’t used to this. His co-workers and colleges all do it behind his back and he catches them mid-sentence most of the time, embarrassing them to the bones. But you. No, you had the guts to do it in his face, feigning big balls with your teenage attitude.

MotherBoyfriend!Chishiya knows it’s all barking but no biting. You are nothing but a hurt little kid. He has met people like you. All boring. Human beings that are unable to handle their parents’ divorce with dignity. Your parents didn’t fight for you when the time to split things evenly, came. No one did, thought you do seem to love your mother a lot.

MotherBoyfriend!Chishiya sees you fighting for her attention whenever he is around and since your father practically left you the day the divorce got finalized, the only fatherly thing he still does is paying his fair share of child support, his cougar girlfriend was all you had left. And you are more than ready to fight nail and tooth to keep her, much to your mother’s annoyance.

MotherBoyfriend!Chishiya was once told by her, that both your parents had wished for a boy when they received you and the fact, your mom didn’t get pregnant another time with an actual boy, was the reason for the divorce.

MotherBoyfriend!Chishiya believes you know that. None of your parents are the sensitive kind of person, so the chance of them spilling the fact that you are nothing then a burden to them, was so high. It’s practically written in stone. This circumstance could have turned you into someone like him. Someone who doesn’t care about his parents at all. It would have been easier for you if you did.

But fate wasn’t on your side and instead you had to fight with MotherBoyfriend!Chishiya every time he came over for the tiniest bit of attention. He could only imagine how you acted when he wasn’t around. After all, with him, your mother had at least a reason to act like a loving parent. Flaunting around how much she does for you. What a saint, considering how challenging it is to raise a child, especially you, for some reason. What a laugh.

No, you are pretty ordinary, MotherBoyfriend!Chishiya can tell. He is barely older than you, 24 in fact and due to his good observation skill, can say that you are acting accordingly to your age. You just view him as an intruder in what little you still had left, no matter how much he ignores your attempts to throw him off. And there were plenty. Many in fact. You are not the type to give up easily after all.

Your mom, on the other hand, is exactly this type of person. That’s probably why, aside from you, the relationship was so easy for him. The fact that MotherBoyfriend!Chishiya doesn’t have a type when it comes to woman contributes a lot. He prefers them alive, but that was it. Whatever in real life or on a stream on his computer screen, doesn’t matter. They all excite him the same. Barely.

MotherBoyfriend!Chishiya had to listen to your mother tho, how good looking she is for her age. Asking him again and again, often in front of her friends or strangers, how old he thinks she is.

MotherBoyfriend!Chishiya knows how old your mom is. It shows. Obviously. But he doesn’t tell her that. Instead, he plays into her hands, complimenting her and playing dump to her question, guessing numbers way below what her wrinkles indicate, while she parades around, showing off her lifted boobs and silicon ass implants. More plastic than flash. A barbie in fact.

You, on the other hand get belittled as less blessed with her kind of features. MotherBoyfriend!Chishiya had to listen more than once, how your mother puts down your appearance in front of you. Deeming you not even half as good looking as her, when in fact it couldn’t be more untrue. However. You don’t seem to care about it.

MotherBoyfriend!Chishiya isn’t blind tho. If life was a fairytale and your mom a stepparent, you could easily come off as snow white. There may have been days, when people could have called your mothers looks attractive, but those days were now long gone and so far away, he had to stop himself from rolling his eyes, whenever she compared herself to a literal young woman, blossoming with youth, while she was standing with one foot in her grave.

Maybe that’s why your mother disliked you after everything, MotherBoyfriend!Chishiya thought. Competing with a youngster who held all the attracting characteristics man found beautiful, even charming. After all you aren’t dumb, he must give you that. Making her own daughter her rival was a stupid move tho. There was no chance your mom could seriously win, when it came to looks, character and manners.

If MotherBoyfriend!Chishiya wouldn’t be dating your mom, he probably would have approached you already, considering keeping you for occasional steamy nights with bodily activities. Sex. But he was and you are annoying because of that. Trying fruitless attempts to scare him away.

Good luck with that. MotherBoyfriend!Chishiya is a man with patience. A lot. In fact, he almost does nothing else then appease strangers every day at his job. So having you around is still bothersome, but he can handle you just fine.

Recently tho, you have picked up a new habit of going on MotherBoyfriend!Chishiyas nerves. One you haven’t tried so far and by doing it amuse him most of the time, about how desperate you really are. Your attire has changed to more revealing clothes, obviously after his attention, while looking over at his old girlfriend, hoping she catches him starring. She never does.

It wasn’t like she was all in love with him. Wearing pink glasses and being too lovely dovely to see the truth. No, your mother was too occupied with other things to care. Mostly her small ring of openly gossiping woman or another charity event or gala she wants to attend. Another thing MotherBoyfriend!Chishiya was thankful for, is her low sexdrive. It’s practically non-existent.

MotherBoyfriend!Chishiya serves the purpose of the young boyfriend. There to be shown off to friends and family, bragging between sentences of just how beautiful she is, because she got herself some young meat.

MotherBoyfriend!Chishiya doesn’t care about it. He views his relationship with his girlfriend as a transactional one. He gives her the attention of strangers, while it was her task to propose him for operations that benefit his career. That was all. The fact he slept with her from time to time was an addition he saw as a necessity, he would gladly renounce, if possible.

After all, MotherBoyfriend!Chishiya could still have secret one-night stands with strangers and the paid attention of camgirls if he truly desired to blow off some steam or just have a good time.

Thought it wasn’t needed lately. Your more than bold attempts to draw MotherBoyfriend!Chishiya eyes towards yourself and even shock him with how openly slutty you dress, boosts his nightly fantasies so much, he needs nothing more to pleasure himself with some good old hand-to-dick combo.

Just like some weeks ago. Short shorts that just covered your butt cheeks, lead MotherBoyfriend!Chishiya eyes towards them. Made chocolate brown orbs linger on the way they slightly jiggled with every step you took. Then your simple loose white tank top, that doesn’t show much cleavage on the front, but therefore more of the sides, revealing every breast’s round shape and almost flashing him completely. The fact that you decided no bra was needed for the day, was telling. In fact, the obvious imprint of your nipples was screaming towards him. No wonder you got send home from campus for distracting other students. Tho this was nothing more than another cry for attention towards your parents. Too bad, it completely went unnoticed. At least by them.

MotherBoyfriend!Chishiya did notice and he reveled in it. He saw how annoyed it made you to see that all your acting was for nothing, but as stated before, you aren’t the type to give up that easily so day after day went by, with you wearing more and more revealing clothes, until the hooker at the building across from the brothel was wearing more then you.

Did you stop? No. Instead you decided to step up the game and not only dress like a whore but also act like one. MotherBoyfriend!Chishiya couldn’t count the times anymore you let something slide on the floor, only to pick it up by bending over with your rear facing him, taking your oh so sweet time. Extra points if you did it just a mater away from him, trying to snatch whatever it was you let slip under the table, or the couch or whatever place he was close to right now, always making sure your mother was either with the two of you or close enough.

MotherBoyfriend!Chishiya isn’t dumb. He is a genius. The smartest among many so he knows how to maneuver around your actions when his girlfriend IS looking in his direction. Turning subtly away from you and your invitations, ignoring them, no matter how hard you try.

Then there are the times where MotherBoyfriend!Chishiya can see that your mother is fully devoted to the Smartphone she is having. Those are the times he allows himself to openly stare at your actions. Watching with lingering eyes interested at what you came up with this time. He even goes as far as to let you witness it. His starring. Smirking when your eyes meet, letting you know he is fully aware of your actions and that they don’t faze him the way you wish. Sometimes he even goes as far as to cock his head, so he can catch a glimpse of some precious hidden skin you haven’t shown him yet, raising his glass towards you with some lemonade and thanking you quiet for the show you put on, just for him. Cheers!

Today, you have chosen to go even further. MotherBoyfriend!Chishiya sits on your couch. Indeed, it’s yours. The whole house is yours. Your father has written it over in your name when he parted from your mother. A silent and last try of being a decent father. The TV is running while your mother undresses in her room. The two of them recently came back from some event you don’t even try to fake interest for, but you believe it must have been something casual, because MotherBoyfriend!Chishiya was dressed rather unfit for a formal one.

You walk into the living room, wearing yet another mini skirt. Hips swinging from left to right at every step, while approaching the slightly older man that MotherBoyfriend!Chishiya is. No use. He doesn’t even look up. You then start talking, greeting him with a sultry low voice meant to arouse, asking how the evening went and if he had fun. The good kind.

MotherBoyfriend!Chishiya answers you with a simple and uninterested “Hm” again not even glancing at your closer coming form. His eyes seemed to be glued on the screen. No way that shit was more interesting than a young girl in the prime of her life, throwing herself at him. After making a few more tries to engage him in a conversation, you basically puff off steam, frustrated that MotherBoyfriend!Chishiya doesn’t even give you a second’s attention. You think of asking vulgar question to throw him off, finally snapping his attention away, but then a better idea comes to your mind. Besides, the way MotherBoyfriend!Chishiya has acted before, it probably wouldn’t have worked anyway. At least it hasn’t until now.

So, you swing your hips again, tapping on bare feet, until you reach the small space between MotherBoyfriend!Chishiya and the coffee table directly in front of the television and sit down on the fur carpet. Leaning forward you make sure to raise your butt high enough to definitely catch his eyes, before placing both elbows on the modern glass table, arching your back and asking with a sweet innocent voice “What are you watching?”

MotherBoyfriend!Chishiya didn’t miss your action. He heard you entering the room he occupied, before you stepped in his periphery, begging for his attention. When did it happen, that rather looking for your mothers’ eyes, you are now pleading for his? Was it because, unlike her, he did grand you with them, looking you up and down from time to time, knowing that you registered it. He does it intentionally.

Or is it because after trying so long to make your mom see how MotherBoyfriend!Chishiya treats you, purposely laying a hand softly on your arm when leaning over to grab something, you forgot what your actual goal was. Did he make you forget it with his involuntary acts?

The way his breath brushes your nape, when he approaches you from behind and you had your hair done up in a messy bun in the morning. How MotherBoyfriend!Chishiyas fingers brush your thigh as he walks by, sometimes even when you sit, deliberately going higher and higher and even slipping past fabric sometimes. How your whole body twitches, as he purposely lays a hand softly on your arm, when leaning over to grab something. The look he gives you when checking you out, his eyes roaming slowly your body, undressing further what little you still wear. Subtle glances as you walk by. Low sultry words whispered towards you, apologizing as he squeezes past you. All those little things, adding up to eachother, brought you here, sitting on your knees, with your ass up high. Where did you leave your dignity again?

MotherBoyfriend!Chishiyas could tell you the exact time you lost it and pull you back into reality, but fact is. He doesn’t want to. That boring relationship he has with the woman that gave birth to you, didn’t excite him. Until now. And the reason was you.

MotherBoyfriend!Chishiyas would like to know how far he could get you before you realize what your actions turned you into. A puppet for him to play with. Tho he has to stay careful. Whatever he plans to do with you in the future, especially right now, could get him into problems if the wrong people find out. Not legal ones, no. The only damage could take his good reputation, if your mother blurts out his inappropriate behavior.

MotherBoyfriend!Chishiyas eyes lower on your bend over form, traveling from your turned away face to your spine, down to those inviting cheeks, right above that empty space he could fill up in one go.

MotherBoyfriend!Chishiya is aware you are no virgin anymore. You never verbally confirmed or denied it, however your mother told him, at the beginning of them dating, how you had a boyfriend and she seduced him, pretty much bragging at this point, asking that now ex of yours, how her daughter, you, are in bed and if he doesn’t want to try out a real woman who knows how to pleasure a man.

Real woman. Ha! MotherBoyfriend!Chishiya could laugh at this point. A real woman with the slightest bit of dignity, wouldn’t see it fit to sleep with her own child’s significant other, let alone flaunt it around, like it was some kind of achievement. Of course, that woman could have almost every man if she runs around offering herself like some candy. Most man are users, and your mother makes a good mattress for one night, but MotherBoyfriend!Chishiya knows that this woman is not the kind for serious relationships. She is an unpaid whore. A slut with no disguise. No shame at all. Someone to pass around but not to keep. Always looking for distractions in form of a good time. Someone like him. Tho even MotherBoyfriend!Chishiya has at least some morals. Your mother doesn’t.

Those morals of him don’t apply to this situation tho, where you approximately offer yourself for him to enjoy. MotherBoyfriend!Chishiya slides deeper into the cushions that pad up his back. His leg does, shifting forward, briefly caressing the sensitive skin on your inner thighs, before he stops, knee leaning against it, softly parting both legs.

MotherBoyfriend!Chishiya can’t see what your skirt is hiding so perfectly, but to know that you are fully aware of how close he is to your sex, elicits a carnal desire in him that he rarely felt to this day. A simple yet critical game, that could throw both of you out of the kind of social circle you interact with, but the risk makes it oh so worth it, pumping adrenalin thru his veins and warning him, that the path he is about to walk, could very much lead to serious problems, even fetal one.

MotherBoyfriend!Chishiya doesn’t care. He now wants this even more, seeing the goosebumps forming all over your skin. Scandalous. That’s what people would call his actions. A forbidden fruit leaning back on his leg, until her covered sex reaches the fabric of his cotton pants, putting parts of her body’s weight on him. So obvious. So forbidden. So alluring.

MotherBoyfriend!Chishiya wanted nothing more than to stay in this moment, though he heard the alarm bells going off in his head. This was new, even for you. Never have you ever gone this far.

MotherBoyfriend!Chishiya is sure, your nerves ends must be on fire, and he is right. Tho showing him what you got was your intention, teasing him with every bit of your sexuality, this wasn’t part of it.

As MotherBoyfriend!Chishiya begun to move his leg back and forth, pleasantly slow, creating friction directly against your folds. It turned you on, knowing you had him, but also that he had you. Every bit of your skin was on fire, yelling at you to get up and leave, but you wanted to stay and see how far he was willing to go. If you let him.

And so, it shouldn’t surprise you much, tho it did anyway, when you felt a careful touch on your covered butt cheek, gently stroking in circular motions. Your piece of clothing creating a welcomed friction in unity with MotherBoyfriend!Chishiyas palm. The touch made you almost jump, but you were able to suppress and instead felt yourself melting under his hand, leaning into it, perhaps even enjoying it?

MotherBoyfriend!Chishiya used his knee to further part your thighs, then rising it high enough for you to understand the silent message, to slide further onto him and with the guidance of his hand on your opposite hip, you did, until MotherBoyfriend!Chishiya pressed his groin against your behind, giving you a growing hint of what he lets your mother enjoy from time to time, yet you, who is way closer to his age, have never gotten a glance of.

You suppress a moan, head lowering down to lie on your hands dorsal side, sighing somehow relieved when MotherBoyfriend!Chishiya leg picks up his agitation. Your mothers high pitched voice could be heard, but it felt so far away, so unimportant, your mind drowned it out. It’s a party pooper, the waves eliciting from your body’s middle let you know, she is there to steal the good feeling MotherBoyfriend!Chishiya was creating together with you.

Listening to this woman would only take it away and as annoying your mother is and as good MotherBoyfriend!Chishiya made you feel, why the hell should you choose her?

No word was said. None were needed. They would only destroy the fantasy in your head, forcing you, painfully, to come back into reality and that was the last thing you wanted right now. Forgotten was your intention to go on MotherBoyfriend!Chishiyas nerves. To irritate him, maybe even anger him. Whatever. Something that made him at least show you some emotions. You learned to deal with anger being directed at you.

Harsh words bouncing off on the shield you oh so neatly carved to protect yourself. But indifference? The sheer apathy MotherBoyfriend!Chishiya has disregarded your feelings towards him, wanting him out of the house and out of your family’s life, was atrocious. It was something that hurt you deeper than your parents ever could. The fact, someone physically close to you, could renounce your existence so barbaric.

You couldn’t deal with that. Maybe that’s what drew you towards that blond bastard after all. The want to proof him wrong. To demand his attention and his acknowledgement of your humanity. Whatever it was, the things MotherBoyfriend!Chishiya lets you feel, made graciously up for the pothole in your ego.

Your mother voice became louder, came closer. MotherBoyfriend!Chishiya noticed to, but unlike you he didn’t ignore it, what was the reason you moaned revolting, when his touch left you abruptly. His knee pushing you forward and with that off of him, taking the pleasurable feeling with it and leaving you behind wanting and yearning for him, even audible. Thankfully you were able to shut yourself with a hand to your mouth, right when the least woman you wanted to see right now stepped into the room, walking by the couch and blabbering, ignoring the other two people in her presence.

Her fast feet led her into the open kitchen, placing a leg not very graciously nor hygienic on the counter and beginning to paint her nails, while still going on about some awful lady having the audacity to tell her off after she tried to cut in a line of a fast-food restaurant. MotherBoyfriend!Chishiya glances at her, ensuring the female hasn’t made out any of his behavior towards her family.

MotherBoyfriend!Chishiya lets your mother sink into her conversation, knowing damn well, if it goes on for long enough and intense enough, she is able to drown out everything surrounding her, even the world and with that also MotherBoyfriend!Chishiya and his low intentions aimed at you.

Some moments passed, all while MotherBoyfriend!Chishiya observant gaze, switches from his girlfriend to your apparently heating form, sitting on your legs, rubbing your nape, while hopelessly trying to collect yourself back into a functioning rational thinking human being.

MotherBoyfriend!Chishiya doesn’t want this to happen, so, after being sure his significant others attention has left this dimension and shifted into another, both of his hands move towards you anew, pulling you back into the position he had you before, with a hushed whispered “Come here, princess.”

This petname. You don’t like it. It isn’t meant to sound sweet, not even nice. Its degrading. When MotherBoyfriend!Chishiya and your mother started dating and you showed the first signs of jealousy, once told you, after you called him a creep for referring towards you as a princess, that he calls everyone a princess that he likes to play with, so there was no harm right? Tho what MotherBoyfriend!Chishiya didn’t mention was that that the play in question was sex. He calls his sexpartners, once he casually hooks up with from time to time, princess. It was easier than to remember all their names.

MotherBoyfriend!Chishiya was so used to using it. It came over his lips so casually. You complied anyway. The need for his touch was by far bigger than your dislike with this humiliating nickname. This time however, you didn’t let him do all the work. His sudden stop has left you aching and clenching around nothing and the demand for friction was higher than before, so when he started to rub his knee against your clothed pussy, staining his pants with your juices, you moved too, trusting back against him, your head immediately falling on the tables glass, sighing deliciously with a softspoken “Mhmm”

MotherBoyfriend!Chishiya smirked amused. His left hand departed from your waist, since guidance wasn’t needed anymore and turned the TV’s volume higher to surpass possible escaping sounds that could rat you both out.

MotherBoyfriend!Chishiya did however had to come to the realization that the small bliss he got from your cheek nudging against his growing erection wasn’t enough after some time of back and forth. He also wanted more. He lusts after more. More indulgent. Something to ease that want in his lower abdomen that flexed specifically tight when another sultry tone passed your lips for freedom.

MotherBoyfriend!Chishiya felt gluttoned. Ready to eat you up, even with your stupid self-indulged mother close. After more excruciating minutes without some extra friction, enough was enough. He couldn’t take it anymore. MotherBoyfriend!Chishiya pushed you of his leg for a second time, this time harsher, rushed. You yelp, falling forward but stopping yourself with gripping hands from hitting the tables glass just in time. You wanted to bark at this idiot. To curse at him angrily, for almost making you kiss the harsh firmness of a furniture, but MotherBoyfriend!Chishiya gave you no time to be mad at him. His body inched closer to the sofas edge he was sitting on, until his body was on the brink of touching yours. Both palms wrapped around your waist, guiding you to him, while one rushed to your ass, raising your skirt high enough to reveal that clothed cunt of yours.

[uloelu]

Location: Lakeside Lagoon, Newcrest

(transcript under the cut)

Episode 3 | Previous | Next

Here it is! As stated before, episodes 3-5 are a bit shorter than usual, but only because I'm in the process of planning a huge slate of parties, plot-changing events, etc. for summer break. No additional parts to this episode, so I'll be back with episode 5 as soon as I can.

If you haven't seen it, I made a post yesterday about my future plans for this series. Link is here!

Copperdale Records lot created by @softerhaze: link here

Episode 4: Mark Collins

Scene 1 - Newcrest

(starts with a boy walking a dog)

Meet Mark. (And Archimedes.)

Mark’s a first-semester senior at Copperdale High, scheduled to graduate early in the winter.

These are his parents, Drs. Whitney and Landon Collins. They’re both esteemed mathematics professors at the Foxbury Institute.

And Marissa, his nearsighted little sister, who’s a sophomore and currently freaking out.

Marissa (examining an acne breakout in the mirror): How am I supposed to show my face at school today? (phone rings) Ooh, Rani’s calling!

Like her parents, Marissa is a math (and science) genius. She’s also a cello prodigy and an outstanding painter. Mark never stops hearing people praise her many talents.

Scene 2 - Copperdale High

Compared to them, Mark’s more like your typical teenage boy. He’s a science whiz, sure. But he’s not Marissa trying to collect skills like infinity stones, or his parents earning PhDs by 25.

He likes to chill with his friends after school, suck face with his sweetheart before it, and just in general enjoy life as a 17-year-old boy.

Don’t believe me? Here he is at lunchtime, grabbing a bite to eat in the cafeteria.

Let’s pretend he hasn’t decided to dine with the principal today.

Ah, he’s moved to sit with Sofia Bjergsen. Finally.

[How cute! Some freshmen are getting lunch with their teacher. They look like babies!]

(cut to Copperdale students eating lunch together)

Social cliques are loosening up as we creep towards summer break. There’s camaraderie to be found in being tired of school, it seems.

Scene 3 - Dog Park, Brindleton Bay

After classes and extracurriculars, Mark and his sister like to take Archimedes to the dog park.

Here’s Marissa feeding a stray. She’d love to have another dog in their home, but her father’s sensitive constitution can barely handle the one they already have.

Let’s listen in on their conversation.

Marissa: You okay? You’ve been quiet all afternoon.

Mark (frowning): Yeah...actually, no. I’m so tired of going to that physics prep class. I think it’s time I put my foot down and tell Mom and Dad that I want to study music in college.

Marissa: You know what they’ll say about that—

Mark (rolls eyes): I know—

Marissa: “The hard sciences are the future. No one with any real life goals wastes their precious education on the humanities.”

Mark: What about you? Don’t you want to become an artist?

Marissa: Sure, maybe as a side job. But I like math, and I like what Mom and Dad do for work. I’m okay with art being just a hobby for now.

Mark (sighs): I wish I could be like you.

Scene 4 - Copperdale Records

(cut to a record store)

Music? Where did that come from?

Oh, right.

Copperdale Records, the hottest place for music lovers and alternative teens to hang out after school.

(Mark is mixing beats in a studio)

Our boy Mark sneaks here on his way home from the dog park (under the guise of studying with a friend, of course).

Fancies himself a producer, a musical jack-of-all-trades.

To be fair, he did teach himself how to mix beats, edit tracks, and play the guitar, piano, and bass. What can I say? The kid knows what he wants.

(cut to Mark strumming an electric guitar)

And as he tests out the newest six-string in the shop, I wish him the best of luck. He’s sorely going to need it.

[danganronpasurvivoraskblog]

Makoto Naegi VS Phoenix Wright [Danganronpa VS Ace Attorney]

Leona: Ok, Ok, we're really doing this...! Phew...Alright, it's go time!

Hifumi: Ms Vasquez, is everything ok?

Leona: Yeah, yeah, everything's fine! I'm just...very excited to be working with you is all!

Hifumi: The pleasure is all mine! Thank you very much for inviting me

Leona: Well, as a fellow lover of fiction, and when compared to...that other person with the glasses, you're easily my most reliable and safest option! For all we know, she could very well end up on one of these battles someday...

Hifumi: I wouldn't put it past this. But regardless, I suppose we should introduce ourselves to our newfound audience!

Leona: Indeed we should! Hello everyone! I'm Leona Vasquez! Freedom Academy's Ultimate Mangaka, and proud founding member of the Freedom Foundation!

Hifumi: And I am Hifumi Yamada! Also known as...THE ALPHA AND THE OMEGA! As well as the Ultimate Fanfic Creator!

Leona: As fellow writers, we dabble in the world of anime, games and fiction all around, and today, we're going to be bringing our reality...metaphorically speaking, to that world, and pit the people we know in fights to the death against them! You know, as good friends do!

Hifumi: Do not worry. These are merely simulations. No one was actually hurt during these proceedings. But yes, she is indeed correct! We know our fair share of powerful, capable people, and our fair share of powerful, capable characters. For example...

Leona: Makoto Naegi, plucky protagonist and Ultimate Lucky Student! A friend of my friend Hifumi and the current leader of Future Foundation's 14th Branch.

Hifumi: And Phoenix Wright, legendary lawyer, and Ace Attorney!

Leona: Two very quirky, kind, yet meticulous solvers of mystery, who put their lives on the line for their cases, be it willingly or unintentionally. Once again, he's Hifumi and I'm Leona!

Hifumi: And it's our job to analyze their weapons, talents and skills to see who would win...a DEATH BATTLE!

Leona: So...since this is a Danganronpa themed story, should we start with Makoto?

Hifumi: Yes, I believe we should. As is the case for most of our Danganronpa combatants, our story begins at Hope's Peak Academy. Aptly named, this school specializes in the fostering of gifted high school students. Like myself!

Leona: As we said before, Ultimate Academy's like Hope's Peak or Freedom Academy takes on high school students which they deem to be the best in their field, at least compared to a high school level. These kids are given Ultimate titles, like Hifumi and I. Aside from Ultimate Mangaka and Ultimate Fanfic Writer, you've also got Ultimate Swimming Pro, Ultimate Detective, Ultimate Programmer...

Hifumi: And in the case of Mr Naegi...Ultimate Lucky Student.

Leona: Hm...You know, I don't think I actually knew that before now...That's not a very eye-catching talent, is it?

Hifumi: You know as well as I do there is more to Mr Naegi than meets the eye. Ultimate Lucky Student, as a talent at it's base, is the title given to a random student who is invited to Hope's Peak Academy after being randomly picked from a lottery.

Leona: That...doesn't exactly help his case.

Hifumi: But the day Makoto Naegi arrived at the doors of Hope's Peak was the day his life would change dramatically. When entering the school, he would black out, and wake up to find himself locked inside the school with 14 other students, including myself.

Leona: This was the first ever broadcasted Mutual Killing Game, a historical event for humanity, even though the Kibougamine Gakuen Killing Game (Danganronpa: Another Despair Academy) was held as a test before. After that, several more would come, including the Freedom Academy Killing Game, the one that I was forced into.

Hifumi: In concept, the Killing Game's were quite simple. Kill one of your fellow captives, and you can leave, but you must not get caught in the process. When a body is found, a Class Trial is held, during which, the students are gathered together in a courtroom to work together and figure out who the murderer is. And if you kill someone and get found out...

Leona: You get forced into a horrible "punishment" that being a twisted execution based around your Ultimate Talent. Should you somehow survive, the same punishment awaits everybody else. The Mastermind behind this original twisted Killing Game was the Ultimate Despair, Junko Enoshima, who took the form of Monokuma, a sadistic, robotic black and white bear.

Hifumi: Regrettably, I wasn't around to see the Killing Game's end, but I know what happened after my death thanks to the stories of my peers. The killing was first started by Sayaka Maizono, who in an attempt to kill Leon Kuwata and frame Makoto for her crime, unfortunately...dare I say it...had the knife twisted on her. Then, Makoto would find himself becoming the suspect for HER murder.

Leona: But with Hope in his heart, Makoto solved this murder and proved his innocence. Then did the same for the next. Then the next. You get the idea.

Hifumi: Before we get into how he holds himself into a fight, it's here we should note one of Makoto Naegi's best traits and weapons when it comes to facing tough situations: his almost boundless optimism. He's capable of being put through the most horrific situations that would bring even the strongest and most capable to their knees in Despair...and he had to do this TWICE OVER!

Leona: Alongside the other surviving members of the first Killing Game, Makoto is one of the few people who had to go through a Killing Game TWICE. He was also a participant of the FINAL Killing Game, masterminded by Kazuo Tengan and set amongst the members of the Future Foundation. And one could argue that that Killing Game was even worse. Especially since Makoto lost the love of his life after she sacrificed herself to protect him.

Hifumi: To be fair, they didn't really start dating until years after, but your point stands. In fact, said person, the Ultimate Detective Kyoko Kirigiri, branded him the Ultimate Hope by the end of the First Killing Game. A title I believe he deserves, as I know that if I was in his shoes, I wouldn't be able to do what he's done.

Leona: I mean, that's pretty obvious. You died in the First Killing Game after being tricked into killing someone yourself, right?

Hifumi: Thank you for the...*ahem*...pleasant reminder

Leona: By the way, we should let you know now that there are two meanings to the title of Ultimate Hope. The first is the icon and symbol of peace and salvation that the Future Foundation survives on and lives by. The other is a term given to special people who through external means, have been provided the power of every Ultimate Talent known to man. For Makoto, we refer to the former. But speaking of Ultimate Titles, and going back to what we were saying earlier, are you sure he's the Ultimate Lucky Student? Being put through all this crap makes me think he might be the opposite...

Hifumi: Another one of Mr Naegi's innate abilities is his Ultimate Luck, which isn't just the power of being randomly picked in a lottery. Luck in our universe, as discovered by Hope's Peak, is actually a SUBSTANCE, that certain people possess to a certain degree. There are multiple Lucky Students across our universe, but we only really know two for comparison. Makoto Naegi, and Class 77's Nagito Komaeda.

Leona: Though it happens more for Nagito than it does Makoto, both guys possess a material luck that is both abnormal and supernatural in its practice. Makoto's Luck has saved his life on multiple occasions, such as when he slips on a piece of paper to avoid being concussed by a wrench thrown by Junko Enoshima.

Hifumi: Or more relevantly, when his luck saved him from his own execution, and gave the group the exact means they needed to take down Junko Enoshima in the Final Killing Game. Junko hatched a plan to set up a fake murder, so she could assassinate Kyoko and get away with it unknowingly, but a spanner fell in the works when Makoto steered the guilt towards himself. In a desperate bid to maintain the facade, Junko instead tried to execute Makoto, only for Chihiro Fujisaki's Alter Ego to come back to life, hack the execution, and save Makoto's life. Instead, he fell deep down into a garbage chute.

Leona: It's also worth noting that the drop into the garbage chute was a VERY LONG drop, and Makoto survived it too! So not only is he lucky, he's pretty damn durable too!

Hifumi: He also has an impressive memory, as well as excellent observation and analytical skills, which is what primarily allows him to solve the cases that he's presented with.

Leona: Ok, I see your point. He's certainly more impressive than he appears...But this is supposed to be a Death Battle, isn't it? What can he do in terms of a fight?

Hifumi: Admittedly, early on, Makoto wasn't one who was known for dishing out punishment, at least not the physical kind. If anything, he was the one taking it. First of all, like you said, one of his most impressive feats of survivability was how he lived the drop during his execution, like you just mentioned.

Leona: And he was bound to a chair at that time, so he couldn't even curl up into a ball to soften his fall, yet he still made it through. It couldn't have all been up to luck, could it? In fact, how deep even was that drop? Do we have exact numbers?

Hifumi: No, actually, we don't. The circumstances make it so that we can't calculate the height of the drop within reason, especially since the full scene of both the fall and the climb back up isn't shown. While we can't lock down an exact number however, we can assume that the drop was, in the very least, the height of a small skyscraper.

Leona: Is...Is that good?

Hifumi: Let's just say that your average human being wouldn't be able to survive a point blank impact like that. In summary, we can say that at the very beginning, Makoto Naegi's durability is equal to that of a small building at least.

Leona: Ok! Man, he's WAY more impressive than I gave him credit for! And he can deal a mean punch too, right!?

Hifumi: Well, not at first. Like I said already, Mr Naegi spent most of the early Despair days taking punishment instead of dishing it out. Aside from that ridiculous feat of surviving the drop he did, he's taken beatings from the likes of Mondo Owada, Kyosuke Munakata and Juzo Sakakura, but the beating that comes to mind as most important to the rest of our calculations, is the beating given to him by street thug, Eje Karma.

Leona: After the end of the Final Killing Game, Kyoko took Munakata's place as Chairwoman of the Foundation, and left her branch and it's people to Makoto. And it was early into his time as the boss that he came across this blue-haired bruiser.. While now a reluctant ally of the Future Foundation, Eje Karma was one of their first adversaries post the tragedy period. He became the leader of the Crazy Diamonds after Mondo Owada was captured into the Killing Game, and once the truth came to light about Mondo's involvement in his more respectable brothers' death, Karma retained some spiteful feelings towards the former biker leader.

Hifumi: So much so that he was unwilling to cooperate when he believed ex-Future Foundation Branch Leader, Koichi Kizakura, murdered one of his best men, when in actuality, the real killer was Ms Taeko Yasuhiro, AKA Celestia Ludenburg, who had previously gotten said victim to do illicit deeds for Organization Zetsubou, before silencing him...Hm...That sounds eerily familiar.

Leona: Guess she's got a track record. Anyway, to spite the Foundation and Mondo, Eje and his gang went out of their way to cover up evidence, like trying to steal resources and even kidnapping Kanon Nakajima, Leon Kuwata's cousin.

Hifumi: It should be noted that Ms Nakajima is a strong warrior in her own right, possibly stronger than Komaru, and by extension her brother Makoto. Yet Eje was able to subdue her easily. Then, during a spat over some camera film to prove Mr Kizakura innocent, Karma attacked Makoto and broke his arm.

Leona: So, what you're trying to say is that Makoto both survived a deadly drop while being barely scratched, but immediately has his arm broken by a random thug off the street?

Hifumi: Like I said, Karma isn't an average thug. But I suppose that's what I'm getting at, yes. Though, it should come with the turf that levels of power are never consistent. 

Leona: True dat. Anyway, that beating was the final straw for Makoto, and he came to a quick conclusion. He couldn't be the Ultimate Hope that the Foundation looked towards as a hero if he kept taking beating after beating, so he decided it was time to perk himself up, put on a couple pounds of muscle, and fight back!

Hifumi: He did this by asking his closest cohort in his branch, Mukuro Ikusaba, the Ultimate Soldier and an ex-mercenary for the terrorist group Fenrir, to train him in the ways of military combat and self-defense. Coincidentally, Ms Ikusaba is the older twin sister of Junko Enoshima, Makoto's sworn enemy.

Leona: The irony is not lost on me. But Mukuro herself is also very powerful. We'll get to a more in depth analysis when her match comes around, but is it safe to say that Makoto can do most of what she can do?

Hifumi: Well you see, the difference lies in the years of experience they have. Of the Branch 14 trio, Makoto, Mukuro and Kuripa, Mukuro is by far the one who has the most experience training. She's been training in military warfare since she was a child, whereas Makoto has only been training for about 4 to 5 years at this point. Mukuro herself is capable of attacking at a nuclear force and moving at a blinding speed. For someone as normal as Makoto who aside from the Killing Game, had a fairly standard upbringing, that kind of ability is not easily gained, even with time.

Leona: But with that said, he is a very good student, and learned far quicker than Mukuro predicted he would. He might not scale much compared to Mukuro or even Kuripa, but he's still capable of superhuman feats, even after such a short time studying under her. I mean, the first opponent he really had to face by himself was Mr Kuma! AKA a brainwashed Gonta Gokuhara! And he won!

Hifumi: Technically speaking, he didn't WIN win. With how ridiculously strong Mr Gokuhara is, it's likely if the fight was dragged on for long enough, he would have been pummeled into a bloody paste. The goal was to pull the mind controlling helmet off of him, which he was able to do so successfully. In fact, in that very fight, Makoto states that Gokuhara outmatched him in both speed and power.

Leona: Oh...I see...

Hifumi: With all that being said though, it's undeniable that Mr Naegi pulled off some incredible feats during that confrontation. Forcefully pulling off the helmet alone was something to commend him on, but on top of that, despite Gokuhara's attack speed being almost subsonic, he was still able to dodge most of his attacks, and even BLOCK one.

Leona: Well, we did say he was durable!

Hifumi: And it's good that we did, because Gokuhara ALSO threw Mr Naegi straight through the ceiling of the room they were fighting in. This would have required a force of at least 326,800 newtons. And get this...He had to do this TWICE consecutively! Shortly after he was thrown through the ceiling, Gokuhara smashed him back down again!

Leona: Which is even more impressive than the impact of Makoto's fall down the chute! And he tanked that with minimal injuries too?

Hifumi: It definitely hurt him a lot more than the chute, but he was still able to stand and fight even afterwards. This proves that Mukuro's training worked to heighten his endurance even further than what it already was. Not only that, but it significantly increased his speed and reaction time, which was already pretty fast when scaled with that of his sister and classmate, Yasuhiro Hagakure.

Leona: Hiro? Why bring him up?

Hifumi: Believe it or not, though by no means a fighter, Mr Hagakure has performed some impressive feats of his own. He was able to avoid bullets fired from a military helicopter, and kept pace with Monokuma units. In terms of speed and reaction proficiency, Mr Naegi and Mr Hagakure at their base are about the same. HOWEVER, thanks to Ms Ikusaba's training, Mr Naegi is able to get over a puddle of electrocuted water by bouncing off of rubble MID-AIR, which means his athletic ability far surpasses even that.

Leona: So like Legolas in the Hobbit?

Hifumi: Similar, but not quite. Mr Naegi still has a notable mass, and while he is indeed quick on his feet, he can't defy gravity. It's a matter of two forces pushing against each other that allowed him to stay airborne, but if the gap had been any longer, he would have fallen into it very quickly.

Leona: Any other notable feats or fights we should consider.

Hifumi: The other big one that comes to mind is Makoto's final confrontation with Yukari Koime. Much like with his previous bouts, that confrontation resulted in him taking a beating from all sides, while also dishing out some big hits of his own. Then he immediately had to follow that by teaming up with Kuripa to take down both her and Mikihiko Koyasunaga with his powered up Petty Jr. Koime has a brain chip that connects her to the Alter Ego of Junko Enoshima, and as an AI, Junko can upload data into her brain almost exponentially. 

Leona: The woman effectively has a direct line to the internet in her brain, but most importantly, it gives her all Junko's data on her enemies at the Future Foundation, including Makoto and Mukuro. And because the original Junko Enoshima spent so much of her life with her twin sister, she has the data on all her techniques and fighting capabilities. Which as a reminder, are the same techniques Mukuro taught Makoto.

Hifumi: This puts Makoto and Yukari on the same fighting plane, which means anything one can do, the other is also capable of. Which by extension means that Mr Naegi is also capable of doing the same "throw-them-through-a-solid-wall" technique that Gokuhara used on him previously, as Koime easily does the same with Kuripa during Branch 14's fight with her at her Shikoku Mansion.

Leona: But not only that, in this rematch, Yukari dodges a punch from Makoto that when it impacts the wall behind it, the wall is left with a giant hole in it. A blow like that on a wall of that size and thickness would require a force of at least 145.617 Kilonewtons or in other words, 31.572 grams of TNT.

Hifumi: Grams of TNT doesn't sound too impressive, but bare in mind two things here. 1 - the hardest punch recorded in average history is a record held by Francis Ngannou, who's according to mathematics, dealt a blow of 69.233 Kilonewtons. Meaning Mr Naegi's punch is at least twice as powerful.

Leona: And 2 - this is a result after about 4 to 5 years of slow and heavy training. And I know by normal standards, it sounds completely ridiculous that a wimp like the plucky protag of the first game could go from this feat to that feat in just a short time, but crazier things have happened in the world of anime. I mean, Saitama supposedly did a basic training regime every day and that allowed him to kill things with a single punch.

Hifumi: I wonder if he'll ever appear here one day.

Leona: Better yet, who would he fight!?

Hifumi: We'll save that for another day I suppose. But to summarize, if he trained hard enough, at his maximum level of strength, Mr Naegi is more than capable of bringing a small building to the ground. Not only that, but he has almost incalculable durability and superhuman speed, reactions, and mental fortitude, and is naturally not lacking in any smarts.

Leona: Bet you didn't expect that from someone who looks and acts so docile...but regrettably, even the strongest heroes have their own brand of kryptonite.

Hifumi: Unlike his mentor and closest cohorts in his branch, Mukuro and Kuripa, Makoto is inexperienced when it comes to wielding weapons of any kind, choosing to fight with his fists instead of firearms or even a sword. This by extension, means that he lacks range with his attacks.

Leona: That is unless we're counting Truth Bullets. Are we counting Truth Bullets?

Hifumi: You know what? Yes! Yes we are! While they aren't necessarily a material matter, and we wouldn't count them in any other matchup, we're going to this time simply because Phoenix Wright has a very similar form of attacking. Truth Bullets are comprised of evidence, and this can range from people's accounts, to physical proof. So long as Makoto has reasonable evidence, he can fire them off as Truth Bullets. And he can get these bullets on the fly based on conversations that happen in the trials.

Leona: The MC's of Danganronpa all possess unique trial abilities, some of which are shared, and some of which are unique to specific characters. For example, Hajime is able to use his surfing Logic Dive power, while Kaede and Shuichi have Psyche Taxi instead. And unfortunately, compared to those three, as well as anyone else who may be capable of the Trial feats, his own set of abilities are by far the most limited. For example, he isn't able to utilize the power of Truth Blades or Lie Bullets. Guess that means he's just...unabashedly honest?

Hifumi: What he CAN do is fire smaller blasts made to shoot down white noise with his Silencer ability, which he doesn't need evidence for, absorb words from people's arguments to turn into his own ammunition, compose his mind using his own branch of Hangman's Gambit to prevent himself from freaking out, and keep pace with opponents in physical or verbal brawls using Bullet Time Battle. And his most powerful attack is the Hope Bullet, a bullet comprised of the raw power of the Hope Makoto stores up inside him, which he metaphorically used to take down Junko Enoshima.

Leona: Like we said, his abilities are unfortunately limited compared to the characters who come later. But speaking of that and going back to shortcomings, Makoto's relentless optimism, willpower and inner-strength is admirable and abundant, but it is still FINITE. Being the Ultimate Hope doesn't mean you are completely incapable of falling into Despair. This happened twice to Makoto once during the Final Killing Game when he was almost brainwashed into suicide after being forced to relive every death and traumatic memory at once, and the other when he lost his fight against Tsumugi Shirogane, resulting in Kuripa almost being killed, serving as the final nail in a slowly building coffin of tragedy since the fugitive incident first began.

Hifumi: Speaking of Celestia Ludenburg, it's worth noting that comparing their strengths, if Mr Naegi was to punch her at his maximum force, it would most likely kill her instantly. Ordinarily, he would naturally hold back as a result of not wanting to kill her. Their first fight was not the same way, as Mr Naegi attacked her with ferocity and bloodthirstiness.

Leona: We don't take morals into account with Death Battles. Makoto will be fighting to the death here, regardless of his kindness and moral standing, but that's not the point here. The point is that despite Makoto's unyielding fury, Celeste was still able to wear him down with t special dress augmentation, since it had everything she needed to wear him down until he cracked...and crack he did.

Hifumi: It was rather tragic, but as Leona said, it proves that Mr Naegi's Hope is indeed NOT unlimited. When faced with an immense enough amount of pressure, he breaks down and loses sight of himself, just as any other human would.

Leona: Still though, it's worth noting that the first instance of Despair was forced into him through brainwashing, wheras the second was built up over a lot of time. Even if this is one of his Ultimate weaknesses, it's unlikely any opponent would be able to crack him almost instantly, especially not with the abundance of emotional power he possesses.

Hifumi: And with the help of those close to him, Makoto was still able to come back to the light. He let go of his inner feelings and came to accept that he himself was not the perfect hero that he felt he needed to be. He was just a normal boy with overwhelming optimism...

Leona: And one hell of a right hook!

Hifumi: Through his acceptance of this fact, Makoto then became the exact person the world needed. The shining light of Hope, who with his friends by his side, finally put an end to the evil tyranny of Organization Zetsubou...

Leona: For now that is...Dun Dun DUUUN!

Hifumi: The story of our combatant this time around begins all the way back in the fourth grade. A young Phoenix Wright was accused by his classmates of stealing fellow student Miles Edgeworth's lunch money. Being unable to prove his innocent, the young spiky-haired boy was preparing to receive a guilty verdict.

Leona: That was until Miles Edgeworth himself, the victim of the theft, as well as fellow classmate Larry Butz, stepped in. They joined Phoenix's side and stated that with the absence of incriminating evidence, they could not force the blame onto him. The three of them immediately became the closest of friends following the incident.

Hifumi: Inspired by Edgeworth, after graduating from high school, Phoenix became a student of arts and law at Ivy University, where he became enamored with the enigmatic Dahlia Hawthorne. His fate was decided on the day he talked to her ex-boyfriend, who told him that Dahlia was crazy and should be avoided. Insulted, he shoved him to the ground and stormed away, but what he didn't realize was that by the time he hit the ground, he was dead. 

Leona: Of course, Phoenix himself was not the killer, but he was taken to court for the charge. As it turns out, that ex-boyfriend was right. Dahlia Hawthorne was a sadistic sociopath who was the real culprit. It was only thanks to the efforts of rookie attorney, Mia Fey, that Phoenix was acquitted of all charges and Dahlia was sent to death row. Inspired and pumped up by Mia's performance, Phoenix went back to university and completed his courses, earning himself a career in the law. He then went completed the bar exam and received his attorney's badge. And from that day forth...he was PHOENIX WRIGHT! ACE ATTORNEY!

Hifumi: Since I already went in depth about most of Mr Naegi's feats, I'm going to let Leona cover the majority of Mr Wright's, though I will step in occasionally.

Leona: In his home turf of the courtroom, Phoenix Wright is almost unstoppable. He's incredibly perceptive, brilliantly smart, and has a near unbreakable will...Sounds familiar? Eh? Eh?

Hifumi: Yes, yes, we get the connection. It is part of the point for our two combatants to have a lot in common. And the two certainly do have a lot in common.

Leona: Like having a courtroom as their home turf, always being able to turn bad things around, and their first girlfriends trying to pin a murder on them!

Hifumi: Do NOT let Mr Naegi hear you say that.

Leona: We've talked about Makoto though. Now it's all about PHOENIX! And in all seriousness, Phoenix's ability to turn cases around even when most dire, is the very thing that staples his reputation; always able to both defend his client, and prove the identity of the real culprit at the same time.

Hifumi: Though you wouldn't be able to tell from how much of a goofball he is sometimes, Wright's intellect has been complimented by the one and only Professor Layton, who as we know, is an intellectual genius. However, to be frank, Phoenix is probably less known for his capabilities and more known for his exclamations.

Leona: "OBJECTION!"

Hifumi: "HOLD IT!"

Leona: "TAKE THAT!" Haha! It never gets old!

Hifumi: No it doesn't!

Leona: As far as Japanese lawyers go, Phoenix's record is honestly incredible by all accounts. Over the course of his decade-long career, he has taken part in multiple cases, and has only ever lost TWICE! And those barely even counted because in BOTH cases, Phoenix's Clients, Matt Engarde and Paul Atishon-Wimperson, actually WERE guilty! So Phoenix gave up the win so that justice could be served.

Hifumi: That's all well and good, and we've established that he's pretty intelligent, but remember, this is a physical battle. How would Phoenix fare in fisticuffs or anything of the like?

Leona: I guess now is a good a time as any to let everyone know that for the sake of fairness in this battle, we WILL be taking into account Phoenix's feats from both the Ace Attorney series, AS WELL AS Marvel Vs Capcom.

Hifumi: I know everyone's probably thinking "We can't count that because it's technically not canon"...Well...Neither is Danganronpa Survivor, and the vast majority of Makoto's capabilities come from that source.

Leona: Phoenix is able to take his skills from the courtroom and apply them in a fight. Just like Daredevil, if a little less vigilante-esque. He can throw all sorts of evidence and use them as makeshift weapons, or stun his enemies by throwing paper in their faces and attacking with it. But his most impressive physical capability is probably that he can launch people into the air by SNEEZING!

Hifumi: That's impressive enough on it's own for a person of regular height, or at least the same height as Phoenix, but then you consider that the sneeze is capable of launching enemies like the Incredible Hulk, Juggernaut, Iron Man, Colossus, and most impressively, a titan like the Sentinel, or a hypder-dimensional being like Shuma-Gorath!

Leona: Granted, within the MvC universe, both of them are scaled a lot smaller, but realistically they should be just as heavy. While Shuma-Gorath is another thing entirely, the Sentinel's are reportedly around 18 feet tall and weigh approximately 4,800 lbs. Meaning the force required to knock them into the air would have to be at least, 27.6 Kilonewtons, or 30 Grams of TNT. For a SNEEZE!

Hifumi: Though he isn't predominantly a fighter, Phoenix still establishes his own style of fighting with three distinct forms or modes. The first is Investigation Mode.

Leona: In this mode, Phoenix can pick up pieces of evidence and produce items seemingly out of nowhere, stocking himself up on ammo.

Hifumi: The second is Trial Mode.

Leona: This mode allows him to fire off large Objection Bubbles, like those commonly featured in his trial exclamations.

Hifumi: And lastly is Turnabout Mode.

Leona: This mode is where Phoenix turns his lawyerly defense into a physical OFFENSE. From shooting out ghostly projections of his own hands, energy blasts from using the evidence he's picked up, and generally boosting his attacks, it all builds up until Phoenix has his opponent backed into a corner, physically AND literally, when he delivers the final verdict! He's also in possession of Maya Fey's special magatama. The magatama has the special ability to allow its possessor to see Psyche-Locks, which appear when someone is hiding information from the user. More deeply buried secrets have more Psyche-Locks on them. Once all of one's Psyche-Locks are broken, that person will finally admit to the truth and will reveal his or her secret in full.

Hifumi: And of course, there's the Order in the Court attack, which summons the powerful figure of the Judge to slam a gavel down on Phoenix and his opponent! Though, as powerful as these blows are, Phoenix is unfortunately limited as some of his most powerful abilities can only be used with the assistance of his...assistant, Maya Fey, as well as his dog, Missile. These count as outside help, and will not be able to be used here.

Leona: But to be honest, he doesn't really need Maya protecting him with how much punishment he's taken over his life. He once swallowed a necklace that was made of metal and glass, and ALSO might have contained fatal poisoning inside! Besides that, he's been assaulted by a variety of thugs and murderers, hit over the head with a FIRE EXTINGUISHER and suffering only temporary amnesia, has swiftly recovered after being shocked directly with a taser, and has survived being jumped on by a TIGER with barely any injuries!

Hifumi: And that's not even the surface level of what he goes through. The life of a Defense Lawyer in the world of Ace Attorney is a very difficult one. You have to put up with having scalding hot mugs of coffee thrown at your face, being pecked at by birds, attacked by a deranged samurai prosecutor, and CONSTANTLY SMACKED WITH A WHIP! And he's endured all of this without so much as any marks on him!

Leona: Perhaps Phoenix's two most impressive feats of survival is first his fall from the Dusky Bridge, which was set ablaze on the night Iris Hawthorne, Dahlia's sister, was supposedly seen stabbing someone. Fearing for Maya, who was training in the Inner Temple's Sacred Cavern on the other side of the bridge, he ran across, only for the bridge to break underneath him and drop into the Eagle River far below.

Hifumi: The drop measured to about 40 feet, which, by the way, was notoriously known for carrying its victims downstream never to be seen again. Wright climbed of that situation suffering only minor injuries and a cold!

Leona: And if THAT'S not enough for you, he was once hit by a speeding vehicle and thrown into a STEEL TELEPHONE POLE at FULL FORCE and walked away with only a SPRAINED ANKLE!

Hifumi: However, quite possibly Phoenix Wright's greatest shortcoming is his human limits. While definitely exhibiting some superhuman feats of survival and power, Phoenix is not a fighter, and isn't trained in any sort of martial arts or combat training. And while he may be able to tank powerful blows and other such damage, but it doesn't mean he is any less susceptible to injury or sickness. Furthermore, though his optimism is powerful, there is a breaking point to it.

Leona: Aside from the despair of being forced to fight for the losing side in two cases, Phoenix hasn't always been the headstrong lawyer people know him as. After being played by Kristoph Gavin, Phoenix was accused of forgery and his disbarment soon followed. Phoenix became a changed man, wallowing in misery while he looked for any evidence to prove his innocence, and marking off the well-known "Dark Age of the Law." It was tough times, but in the end, he was still able to pull through with the help of both old friends and new.

Hifumi: Like Apollo Justice and Athena Cykes, two aspiring lawyers who joined Phoenix's agency and studied under him, both as proficient, if not moreso, than he is. So not only is he a genius lawyer, but he's a damn good teacher too!

Leona: Phoenix Wright is a legend, not just behind the bench, but on the field too! His relentless mindset makes him an invaluable asset to the side of truth justice! No matter what comes your way, you can always count on the Ace Attorney!

Hifumi: And with that, the combatants are set! It's time we end this debate once and for all!

Leona: Oh boy, I've been waiting for this...!

IT'S TIME FOR A DEEAAATH BAAATTLLLLLLEEE!

Police vehicles and investigators crowd around the foot of an apartment building, where a rather egregious murder has taken place on the first floor. The building is closed off with yellow striped tape, and a man in a blue suit, Ace Attorney Phoenix Wright, carefully walks past the investigators into the crime scene.

Phoenix: What the-!?

He is surprised to see a young man with spiky brown hair looking down at a desk with a chalk outline of where the body was originally. He appeared to have already poked around the room a little bit, picking up some evidence that Phoenix has failed to collect the previous day. Makoto Naegi turns his head to see who just walked in on him.

Makoto: Huh? Oh, sorry...Am I in your way?

Phoenix: What are you doing here, this is MY crime scene!? You're tampering with evidence!

Makoto: What? No, I'm COLLECTING evidence! Sorry, just give me 5 minutes!

Phoenix: How do I know you're not trying to cover up the crime by taking away important clues? You're not supposed to BE here!

Phoenix tries to grab Makoto's shoulder, but Makoto spins around on him. As he does, some of the chalk from the outline gets caught on his arm and goes into Phoenix's face.

Makoto: Look, I don't know who YOU are, but I can only assume you're here in regards to the court case. I'M here on Future Foundation official business. If it's so important, I can share whatever evidence I find with you; or better yet we-

Phoenix: Aah...Aagh...!

Makoto: Huh?

Phoenix: *ACHOOOO!*

Makoto: WAAGH!

*CRAASH!*

The lawyer, as a result of the chalk, suddenly sneezes, the force of which knocks the plucky lucky student straight upwards, sending him crashing into the low ceiling. Phoenix wipes his nose and sighs.

Phoenix: Oh boy...THIS isn't gonna end well...!

Makoto: Tch...You TRY to be friendly...!

Makoto gets up from the room above and hops down through the hole that was made with his body, glaring at Phoenix with a furrowed brow.

Phoenix: Hey listen, I'm sorry about that, I didn't-AAGGH!

Before the Ace Attorney is able to finish his sentence, Makoto rushes forward and starts laying into him, first with a few strong punches, then with a few kicks, ending with one right in the stomach that sends him flying back, crashing into the wall. A crater is made with Phoenix's body, and he slumps to the ground, a single pebble bonking him on the head as he shakes off his fatigue.

Phoenix: I'm supposed to be a lawyer...! Why am I always getting beaten up...!?

Phoenix crawls to his feet in time to see Makoto running in for seconds. In an attempt to stop him, Phoenix grabs some evidence from his suit pocket and tosses them at his adversary.

Makoto: Hmph! Hup! Gagh! Haha!

Phoenix: Eh!?

*BANG!*

Phoenix: HEEEH!?

Makoto dodges the first two items Phoenix throws and then catches the third one. To the attorney's surprise, the evidence in his hand suddenly reshapes into a bullet, which Makoto then fires at him from his finger like a gun! Phoenix fortunately ducks in time to avoid being shot in the face, but Makoto continues his advance Phoenix quickly gets up and points a finger at him.

"HOLD IT!"

Just as he's about to land another blow with his fists, a giant speech bubble containing the words "HOLD IT!" appears out of thin air, knocking the Ultimate back! 

Makoto: Grrgh!

Phoenix: Hehaha! 

Makoto slides back, retaining his balance, but it only gets upset when Phoenix procures some papers from his pocket, smacks them with his hands a few times, then throws them into the boy's face! While Makoto is caught unawares, Phoenix lands a punch to Makoto's ribs. However, it does little to phase him.

Makoto: Is that all you...got...?

Phoenix: Uh oh...not a...aah...*ACHOOOO!*

Makoto: CRAP!

*CRAAASH!*

Phoenix sneezes again, launching Makoto backwards from his disadvantageous position. This sneeze sends him crashing through the wall into the streets outside. Phoenix swiftly climbs through the hole that was made, taking the fight to the streets.

Phoenix: Well, the crime scene is as good as wrecked! Thanks a lot!

Makoto: I'm sorry!? I'M not the one who sent someone crashing through the ceiling and walls! 

Phoenix: Only because YOU started FIGHTING ME! Now NEITHER of us are gonna get our evidence!

Makoto: Well MAYBE if you'd just LET ME INVESTIGATE, this wouldn't have happened!?

Phoenix: I can't! Future Foundation or whoever you work for doesn't have clearance on this case! Besides, this is already the second day of my investigation! You've thrown a real spanner in the works of my case!

Makoto: Huh? Is that right? Fine...Guess since we're already fighting, I'll have to take that evidence off your hands!

Phoenix: Guugh!?

Phoenix raises his arms to block Makoto as he rushes forward at a rapid speed, delivering a punch to him! He tries to hit him back wildly, but the smaller boy is clearly a more proficient fighter than he, and he's able to parry and block all attacks while dealing some of his own. Phoenix is forced to throw more paper at his face to stun him while he puts more distance between them, scurrying down the streets!

Phoenix: You want the evidence!? Fine!

"TAKE THAT!"

Makoto: Gegh...!

Phoenix began to throw a lot more evidence at Makoto, lots at once to scramble his vision. However, like before, Makoto aims his finger and starts shooting the incoming ammunition down with his silencer. The last item, a fire extinguisher, falls towards him. He grabs it and turns it into a truth bullet, pointing at Phoenix again.

Makoto: Why do I always use these things!?

Phoenix: How is he doing THAAT!?

He catches himself mid-thought as he dodges the incoming blast, which just nicks his shoulder. However, he is unable to straighten himself upright again as Makoto hurries forward and grabs him by the scruff of his neck!

Makoto: Let's see how YOU like it!

Phoenix: OOOF!

Phoenix's eyes cartoonishly pop out of his head as Makoto tosses him upwards and lands a hefty punch to his gut! The lawyer goes flying and crashing back into the lower wall of the apartment. In fact, the punch sends him crashing through two thinner walls, and he sprawls out on the ground, dizzy. He clutches his aching head as he climbs to his feet, Makoto walking through the wreckage to examine his opponent.

Makoto: Wow...You're still up?

Phoenix: Kid...You don't know the kind of things I've been put through, hehe...

Makoto: Preaching to the choir on THAT one...Look, I'm not a bad guy. Just give me the evidence and I'll stop-

"OBJECTION!"

Makoto: Guh!

Makoto is blown back out onto the streets as another speech bubble, bigger this time, appears and launches him! He flies back and rolls along the ground, while Phoenix scrambles out after him!

Phoenix: Not a bad guy!? Despite the crime you've committed!? No authority under the name "Future Foundation" has the permission to investigate this case!

Makoto: Ahagh!

Makoto spin kicks at Phoenix, only for the attorney to jump over him and kick him in the face.

Phoenix: It is noted that the suspect for the case is in league with the Foundation, so they were abstained from investigating under suspicion of this being an organized hit!

Makoto: RAGH!

The lucky student takes another swing at the ace attorney, which he dodges to the side to avoid.

Phoenix: Ergo, your actions fall under disregard for trespassing laws, and orders of restraint! 

Makoto: I'm JUST trying to help my friend! Is everyone in your agency THIS overly suspicious!?

Makoto lands a punch to Phoenix's shoulder, which prompts Phoenix to shove him back. As Makoto staggers, Phoenix leaps up and smashes Makoto backwards with his phantom hand, sending him crashing into the wall of the apartment building. He quickly pushes off and uses his silencer blasts to take down Phoenix's smaller shots using the evidence. It overwhelms him enough however, to let Phoenix get a little closer...Just close enough...!

Phoenix: I've got all I need! The culprit of the trespassing crime...IS YOU!

Makoto: GAGH!

Phoenix's shout freezes Makoto in place, and cockily, the lawyer starts smacking his papers again.

Phoenix: No alibi, no justice, no HOPE! It's time to pay for your crimes!

"TAKE THAT!"

Makoto: ...Heh...

*WARPWARPWARPWARP!*

Makoto: Thanks! I WILL!

Phoenix: Huh-WHAT!?

Just as Phoenix lands the final assertion, and the large speech bubble is about to grind Makoto into the dirt, the Ultimate student uses his copy ability to steal the words in the bubble, weakening it and causing what remains to simply brush against his body!

Makoto: "No hope?" That's where you're wrong...! There's ALWAYS hope! I'LL SHOW YOU!

The bullet Makoto creates using Phoenix's bubble grows to an immense size, and the Ultimate Hope raises his arm in the sky! Phoenix staggers back, panicking.

Phoenix: No...Not good, not good, not good!

With Makoto's Ultimate Attack overwhelming him, Phoenix, in a last ditch effort to turn the case around in his favor again, closes his eyes and focuses. The area around them turns dark, and above them, the nightmarish gigantic silhouette of the Judge looms over the both of them! Phoenix himself flies up into the air above the gavel, pointing defiantly down at Makoto.

Phoenix: This is the end of your trial, stranger!

The Judge raises his gavel, and yells the familiar words in its booming voice as he brings it down onto the Lucky Student.

"ORDER IN THE COURT!"

Makoto: Oh yeah? Well, I've got three words to say to that...!

Makoto, clenching his fist with determination, swings his arm around, and points back in kind, bearing a look of overwhelming Hope and power!

"NO! THAT'S WRONG!"

The Hope Bullet is let loose, and flies upwards, smashing straight into the demonic Judge's hammer! It's a strength struggle, with Phoenix and Makoto both gritting their teeth as the gavel and the bullet collide, each one trying to overpower the other, until...!

*CRACK!* *SMAAAASSH!*

Phoenix: Gagh! GAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGGGGHH!!!??

The struggle ultimately comes to an end as the Hope Bullet smashes straight through the gavel, blasts STRAIGHT THROUGH Phoenix Wright, and completely obliterates the head of the demonic Judge! As this happens, the area returns to normal, and Phoenix's cavitied body falls to the ground, smashing into a bloody pile on the floor!

Makoto: *pant...* *pant...* Don't worry Hiro...I promised I'd get you out of this and no self-assured attorney is gonna stop me...

Makoto takes a moment to catch his breath, but then becomes aware of the approaching sound of police sirens from the officers on the scene, who had already become aware of the struggle.

Makoto: Hah...Just my luck...

Leona: WOW! Talk about an intense battle right out of the gate! But I always knew Makoto would win! It was a foregone conclusion!

Hifumi: Actually, it REALLY wasn't! All things considered, this fight was actually pretty even! Both of them have exhibited incredible feats of survival, and both have exhibited powers, feats of strength and abilities that are beyond that of what they appear to be capable of. However, in a no holds barred battle like this, Mr Makoto Naegi had everything he needed to counter the Ace Attorney's defense!

Leona: Let the record say that if this wasn't a physical brawl, it's actually very unlikely that Makoto would be able to put out a win if this were on their home territory of the court. Intellectually, Makoto could give most lawyers and detectives the runaround, but Phoenix Wright is called the Ace Attorney for a reason. He only really lost once or twice over the course of his whole career. However, despite his ability to turn his cases on their head and achieve victory after victory, even in the most dire scenarios, it simply isn't possible for Phoenix Wright to "out-hope" Makoto Naegi.

Hifumi: Simply put, Mr Naegi's mental fortitude has just been shown to be better than Mr Wright's. The worst thing that Mr Phoenix Wright ever suffered through emotionally was Maya Fey being kidnapped and turned into a hostage to force an innocent verdict, as well as the case that made him lose his attorney's badge. On the other hand, it took 3 KILLING GAMES and TWO APOCALYPSE scenarios to properly break Mr Naegi! The Dark Age of the Law is NOTHING compared to the Tragedy, and Phoenix has never been able to outmatch an opponent as powerful as Junko Enoshima!

Leona: I mean, whoever has the better mental fortitude is subjective, but personally, we still believe Makoto had Phoenix outmatched. Nothing Phoenix has fought through and survived comes close to the kinds of hits Makoto Naegi has tanked. For example, both of them at some point in their lives fell down a very long fall, and came out of it barely unscathed. For Phoenix, that was the bridge, and for Makoto, that was the trash chute.

Hifumi: As we said before, we can't put down an exact figure on how deep the drop into the trash chute was, but based on how long Mr Naegi and Ms Kirigiri were climbing the ladder back up for, we know it must be longer than the 40 foot drop Phoenix survived.

Leona: And even if it wasn't, it doesn't really matter. Makoto has been able to completely tank hits from overpowered monsters like Mr Kuma, Yukari Koime, and Mikihiko's Petty Jr, all of which DEFINITELY hit harder than when Phoenix had his car accident. And with his almost non-existent level of training compared to Mr Naegi's combat training with the Ultimate Soldier, Phoenix was nowhere close to hitting as hard as ANY of these guys, even with his special abilities. So much so, it's not really clear if even the Order in the Court attack could take him out! 

Hifumi: And on that note, BECAUSE of the training with Ms Ikusaba, Mr Naegi was just far more powerful and far faster than he was. He can move with quick enough reaction time to practically defy gravity and jump on falling platforms, as well as avoid subsonic levels of attack speed. Phoenix has never been shown to possess superhuman levels of speed, so we can only assume that he's at the peak of a human level, which would be significantly slower.

Leona: So in short, if we compare all of Makoto's stats to all of Phoenix's stats, even if it is only a small difference, ALL of Makoto's are HIGHER. Speaking of special abilities though, it turns out a lot of what Makoto can do with his special powers serve as perfect counters to some of Phoenix's moves. As mentioned, so long as Makoto has evidence on hand, he can turn it into Truth Bullets, so that basically means Phoenix's standard way of defending himself was just providing Makoto ammo!

Hifumi: Mr Wright's Magatama would also have been useless since it's abilities aren't combat oriented, and wouldn't have worked anyway if Mr Naegi had nothing to hide. Even if Phoenix could somehow use it to get Mr Naegi to fess up the secrets of his training and his Truth Bullet powers, there's not much Mr Wright could do with that information. And though it's a risk, Mr Naegi could use his copy ability to create Truth Bullets from Mr Wright's exclamations. After all, those ARE large floating words, and very similar to the text in Class Trials. And as we mentioned, he definitely has the reaction time for it!

Leona: The last thing to consider is the Hope Bullet, and this was an interesting thing to think about. After all, Makoto was only able to pull this thing out the first time around because he was building it on the Hope of his friends around him. Assuming Makoto needed his friends to make the attack work, he wouldn't be able to use it here, just like how Phoenix couldn't make use of Maya or Missile.

Hifumi: But we know that's not how it works if we compare it to a similar ability shared by one of Mr Naegi's peers, Mr Hinata; the Future Bullet.

Leona: The Future Bullet is made of Hajime's innate desire to build a better future for himself, and take his life and his friends lives back into his own hands. At the time he first made it, his allies around him were falling into Despair. Assuming the Hope Bullet works on the same principles, the Hope of those around him would strengthen the bullet's power, but Makoto probably doesn't NEED that Hope to make it. He's got enough stored inside him as it is!

Hifumi: All in all, this fight was certainly a challenge for both sides, and Mr Phoenix Wright was certainly  but due to his stats being ever so slightly higher in all areas, as well as his own abilities cancelling his opponent's out, Mr Makoto Naegi was able to prevail and win THIS trial!

Leona: I guess you could say that for Makoto, everything went..."All Wright!"

THE WINNER IS MAKOTO NAEGI!

Next time:

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What if Makoto's parents are actually ultimates? Ultimate Sniper and Ultimate Lawyer? The class will probably be like 'everything makes so much sense now.'

I feel like I've heard this theory before but it might be because this ask has been sitting in my inbox for a while so its just giving me deja vu seeing it again.

But yes!

I both like and dislike the idea. On the one hand its really fun, and i love the idea of makoto getting his tenacity and skill from his parents. On the other hand, makoto's "averageness" is exactly what's molded him into the person he is, and taking that away by having his parents be talented, kind of defies the point.

That being said though it IS a really fun idea and I like the thought of his parents secretly being special and no-one knowing about it except the family. The other students find out like "hmm, we can see where the ultimate lawyer comes in, but it seems ultimate sniper didn't really rub off on you?" if only they knew HAHAHA

I also can see either parent taking either role, both are fun. I like the idea of an action mom w the sniper role, for example, especially bc it would mean Komaru went more off her mom (action girls ftw). On the other hand, i like when kids go off their opposite sex parent (idk why i find it so endearing), so the idea of Makoto being more like their mom and Komaru more like their dad is also fun (whereas makoto's truth bullets are in his head, komaru is *actually* shooting at her opponents, so i think its fair to say she's a better shot then he is).

But tysm for this anon, you make me want to see it happen!

I definitely headcanon both parents as raising their kids with good values, without a doubt. I do think the family as a whole is very passionate and does their best to support each other. It makes me sad to remember what happened to them. Wish we got to see more of the Naegi parents.

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I hope this doesn’t come off as weird. But class 1b as parents and/or how many kids would they have?

Honestly this is rlly cute and I had a lot of fun writing it <3

(Everyone is adult age obviously)

Not proofread we die like men.

Awase -

"Its not stupid if it works" became his motto very quickly, its actually kinda admirable to see the stupid shit he gets up to as a dad. One time you watched him wield his kid to the wall while he cleaned up some juice that spilled or smthn.

Sen -

Hes definitely on the more protective side of things towards his whole family. Anytime his kid wants to hang out with their friends it turns into a fucking interrogation. "Whos gonna be there? When will you be home? Jacobs going, whos that? Oh that jacob! Hes chill asf."

Kamakiri -

Both him and his kids are little balls of rage. I feel like hed have two kids and they all constantly yell at eachother in the most loving way possible, kinda weird how they pull it off honestly.

Kuroiro -

His kid is tiktoks goth baby. (If you dont know its a tiktok account about this little girl that dresses in black dresses and her whole room is black and stuff and shes so cute omll) him and the kid have a whole matching wardrobe and its adorable <3 (just imagine Kuroiro and a toddler wearing matching Metallica shirts)

Kendo -

I feel like she only has one kid (specifically a boy) but hes like captain of the soccer team or smthn so her house always had like 11+ sweaty kids in there talking about something completely random. (She doesn't mind tho, as long as they wear deodorant)

Kodai -

I feel like she would prefer to adopt an older kid than have one of her own. Shes so sweet to her kid all the time and she teaches them so much. She genuinely loves spending time with her kid its adorable.

Komori -

I went to a renaissance fair a few years ago and there was a lady with two kids all wearing matching elf costumes. Thats Komori. She ropes her kids into doing all of the weird stuff she likes and its honestly rlly cute <3

Shiozaki -

I honestly cant see her having any kids of her own or even adopting but I do think she would foster. Everytime a kid comes to her house to live there for a few months she spends her time teaching them a lot of things, (independence, thinking skills, different cultures and religions, ect.)

Shishida -

Boomer. He does that weird ass squint everytime his kids show him something. If its a stupid ass meme he always asks if his kid knows them lmao. 100% falls for flash sale scams and his kid has to remove viruses from his computer every day

Shoda -

He would be a good dad of one, maybe two kids. But he cant cook to save his life. His lover is out of town so hes watching the kids? Its pizza and instant ramen for breakfast, lunch and dinner every day for the next week.

Pony -

Pony is more popular than her daughter lmao. I feel like her daughter keeps to herself and reads at school, doesn't like being social but sometimes random people will go up to her and be like "can you tell your mom theres a party this saturday and sams." They are complete opposites lmao.

Tsubaraba -

Definitely has a son, they are besties and they constantly do shit like this together <3

Tetsutetsu -

Big muscle man and his tiny daughter with her silly pink tutu. He definitely spoils his kid so much its actually insane. Imagine him and his daughter having a little princess tea party and they're both wearing little crowns while drinking from pink cups <3

Tokage -

Cat mom. She can barely keep a plant alive how tf is she gonna handle a kid? I also feel like she had a bunch of younger siblings she had to take care of throughout her childhood so shes done with kids.

Manga -

"What do you mean we cant have 20 kids :(" if he could he would. He loves kids so much, he wants a big ass family with as many kids as possible and everyone will wear matching pajamas for christmas >:) best dad tho

Honenuki -

Hes such a good dad oml <3 he always listens when they talk about something and he genuinely loves and cares for them. He 100% lets his kids teach him about whatever their current Intrest is and its adorable.

Bondo -

Hes actually really shy and almost clumsy when it comes to being a parent (at least he is at first) nervous 24/7 but hes actually so gentle and kind to his kid <3.

Monoma -

Hes so protective of his kid. He just doesn't want his kid to be bullied like he was </3 he gets almost scared for his kid when they get their quirk (especially if its his quirk being passed down) gives them an hour long self love lecture lmao <3

Reiko -

I cant see her having kids (theyre sticky and gross tbf) so whenever someone asks when shes having kids she just kinda points to her cat. She does volunteer to babysit for everyone elses kids if they need a sitter tho <3

Rin -

Dad that loves dragons and kid that loves sharks. They definitely go to cool ass fairs and festivals together <3 knows all of his kids friends by name and is willing to help them with anything. They are his kids by extention lmao.

I really struggle writing sometimes because I just want to end every sentence with a heart but it looks stupid when I do that aaaheufnhhhhghgg </3