#but it also shows that it is different for everyone and it usually takes a lot of work to intentionally guide identity like that

[kaz-dekadent]

17+6

viktor x gn!afab!reader

cw: dom!reader, sub!viktor, trans viktor, czech viktor, dumbification, pegging, riding, finger sucking, size difference (tall reader),glorious orgasm delay, handcuffs, slight pain, safe sex, some fluff at the beginning, use of y/n

summary: viktor is tired after a bad day at work, so you help him relax and strap him until his brain melts

note: this is my first fic so please be nice also english is not my first language !! also tw for purple prose, bad english and cringe

It was 10 PM and you were laying in your bed in pajamas, while the LED lights on the ceiling glistened, changing colors. You were rewatching  your favorite show for probably the third time. Maybe fourth, you've lost the count. The phone beside you vibrated with a notification.

It was from Viktor.

 I am home, miláčku.

You smiled to the screen. You heard the bus arriving on the bus stop. It must be his. A minute later, the stairway filled with his slow, gentle steps, accompanied by the knocking of a crutch. Then, he opened the door. You untangled yourself from your blankets and rushed to the door to see him.

As you came closer to Viktor, you noticed that was slouching more than usual. The dark circles under his eyes seemed bigger.

"Do prdele..." he cursed in Czech under his breath, while taking of his patent leather shoes. Then, the double-breasted trench. His amber eyes fluttered, as he saw you looking at him. "Hello, Y/N," he said with a weak voice.

You felt the handle of his crutch on your back. He pulled you towards himself by it, supporting himself by holding the closet door, then leaned on you, nuzzling his face in your chest.

"Hello, Viki." You wrapped your hands around Viktor, stroking his messy, sweaty hair. His small body was tense. "You look so tired."

"Believe that I am."

"Go to bed, med," you whispered, proud of yourself and the new Czech petname you discovered for Viktor. It meant honey.

He looked up at you with a raised eyebrow, moving some centimeters away. His palms were leaning on your torso. "Did you pull a petname from Google Translate again?"

"What do you mean it's not a real petname?"

"It is not," Viktor countered with a smirk. "It actually sounds more dumb than romantic. Next time actually google some Czech petnames."

Your hand gently pet his hair. "If he consents, tonight he'll become much dumber than my petname from Google Translate.” You thought in the privacy of your brain. No, he'd be too tired.

"Anyways, go rest. I'll make us some sweetmilk."

"Add some med to mine," Viktor mocked you, going out of your embrace.

When the sweetmilk was done and steam was coming out of your matching cups, you arrived in the bedroom. Viktor was already laying on his stomach, hugging the pillow you were resting on before. Now changed from his formal wear, he was wearing just his white boxers and your T-shirt. It was so big, he almost sank in it. His crutch was leaning on your side of the bedside table. You put the cups of hot sweetmilk on the tabletop and laid beside him.

Viktor crawled onto you, as if you were his pillow. He was small and light, so you were only uncomfortable by his back brace digging into your stomach and the boniness of his figure. You ignored it, glad that your precious genius was resting on top of you. He was cold and still tense after hours in the academy.

You were stroking his back, unsure if he wanted to talk. His face was buried in your chest, eyes closed and chapped lips were smiling delicately.

"How was your day?" You asked, moving your hand to his hair.

Viktor grumbled. His fist squeezed the material of your t-shirt.

"At least terrible. These rich pricks of the council rejected our project yet again". You nodded, gently stroking him, listening to his sweet voice and thick accent, as he ranted about the council, lab research and miscalculations. How he made mistakes calculating, having to handle the same numbers again and again while everything and everyone was distracting him. How these privileged rich assholes of the council underestimate him. How the academy has too many stairs, and how much pain it causes him, and how they don't want to add an elevator, because, how they said it would be an unnecessary expense. How hard social interaction is, how complicated people are, how stupid is small talk.

"I am tired of using my brain."

"Do you want a massage, Vik?" You laid your hands on his shoulder blades, so small your hand could cover them completely.

Viktor got up onto his forearms, then smirked. "What if you fucked me instead?" These words sounded sweet like honey in his Czech accent. "The safeword is... med." He smiled playfully, turning up your chin with his finger.

"Viktor, sweetie..." You rolled your eyes. "Chose something else than this stupid petname from Google Translate"

"Something else, you say? What about deactivate?"

"That's better. Now get off me," you said, lightly pushing him off.

You waited for that moment. The moment you could see his tiny, fragile figure tremble and squirm under you. Or on top of you, maybe? Viktor came off your chest, then sat with his legs crossed, watching you get a strap from your underwear cupboard. He smiled, bouncing his healthy leg. The strap was, in fact, his creation.

After you changed the LED lights to rosy pink, you took off your shirt, tossing it to the floor. After Viktor took off your shirt off himself, his eyes stopped at yours, deciding between looking at your tits or your hands putting on the strap on your hips. He swallowed, seeing what size is about to go inside him. Break him in half.

Viktor laid on his back with his hands above his head, then stretched, looking at you provocatively.

So you got on top of him, holding his tiny waist. He held onto your shoulders, as his amber eyes lit up with smugness. You knew it won't last long.

You moved your hips just an inch.

Viktor's cold breath hit your chest. He quietly moaned, as he felt the tip of your strap touching his clit. Just a little stroke and his eyes ascended in a drunken daze into the back of his head, eyelids dropping.

Oh, how breakable he was.

"Mmph... miláčku..." He whimpered.

"Yes, Viki?" Your hand caressed his hollow cheek.

 "Please..."

He was humping the air, trying to reach the strap, desperate for any stimulation.

"Please what? Use your words, sweetie."

"Y/N, please... I... I mean... Stick your strap inside my holes. Please. Disintegrate me."

What an excellent selection of words.

"I'm afraid you'll have to earn it," you said, pressing your finger onto his dry, chapped lips.

Viktor muffled his whimper.

You changed your position into a cross-legged sit. Viktor sat on his knees, putting a thin pillow in between the bends. He put his hands on his lap.

"Open your mouth for me," you instructed him.

Viktor followed your instructions, even sticking out his tongue. And oh, Lord, he looked so adorably dumb for you. So pathetic.

Two of your fingers entered his mouth. You felt the rough texture of his tongue as you pressed it, making him gag. But he stood still. As you explored his open mouth, a string of drool leaked from his lips, staining the sheets with his saliva. There he was, your genius man transformed into a drooling mess.

You took the fingers out for a second. A string of drool dangled between your fingertips and Viktor's half-opened mouth, like a spiderweb.

"What is 17 + 6, Viki?"

Viktor tried to focus back his dazy gaze. "It's uhhh..."

It's the same man who not even three hours ago did calculations your mind couldn't ever comprehend.

"It's difficult to think, huh?" You said with a condescending tone, stroking his cheek, then put your fingers back into his mouth. "Then suck, it will be easier."

He obeyed, sucking two of your big fingers like a popsicle. He was cotton soft and wet inside. You slid your fingers in and out, until you hit the back of his throat. And it was as if you pressed a "dumb" button in him. He gagged, and you felt as he convulsed. Viktor's amber eyes unfocused, then slowly closed, like a feather falling onto the floor. The base of your fingers was encircled by his lips, as he made the prettiest noises known to man. He looked featherheaded.

How fortunate that those professors from the academy do not see him at this moment. Only you were ever permitted.

"Good boy." Your fingers left his throat and he made a sweet moan. "What position should I fuck your hole in? Are you in a lot of pain today?" You asked, pulling down his boxers to reveal a bush his happy trail led to.

"Please..."

"Hm?" You grabbed Viktor's chin, forcing him to look at you. "Isn't it hard, using your brain to make such big decisions?"

So you laid on your back, inviting Viktor to sit on your hips, thick strap in front of him. The tip reached above his belly button.  Your hands grabbed Viktor's waist, and they almost encircled it. You put him on your strap. His bush tickled your skin. He whined, as his creation, tailor-made for his pussy, stretched him out and pierced deeply. A bulge appeared on his stomach.

"Ride me."

Viktor obeyed. But struggled. He moved his hips weak and slow. You saw how much difficulty it causes him.

"I can't," he said just two words. With someone else, in another state of mind he would push through, not wanting to seem weak. But he didn't.

"I can help you with that, Viki."

Your hands grabbed his hips, moving him back and forth. Viktor's eyes widened, as his frail body was quivering in overpowering pleasure. You couldn't see a thought in this previously clever gaze. His face made a grimace, as he quietly mewled. His fingers went down to his clit. He was pleasuring himself, making circles on the swollen, pink button.

You stopped.

Viktor looked down at you with confusion winkling in his honey-colored eyes.

"What is 5+3?"

"It's uhhm... It's-"

You returned to moving his hips, this time harder and faster, making him bounce up and down. The bulge on his stomach migrated every time your hands moved his hips. Juices soaked from his hole, drool dripped from his mouth, as if his brain was dripping away simultaneously. His eyes got coated in a drunken haze, his breath became harsh, his pale cheeks - rosy pink. He laid on you, barely able to take more.

You disintegrated him.

He was about to climax. His chest rose and fell, as he huskily breathed in and out air. You took his limp figure out of yourself, then got off the bed.

"Y/N, please..."

"Wait."

You took a bullet vibrator and handcuffs out of your cupboard. You locked a cuff on Viktor's limp wrist, then put the cold chain through the crate of the bedframe. He gave you his other wrist. You locked it.  After the bullet was cleaned, you sticked it inside his stretched, pink pussy, hearing him whimper. You turned on the lowest setting.

"Turn it up, miláčku..." Viktor begged with a sharper, less foggy gaze and a raspy voice, looking at you sitting on the edge of the bed. You stroked his sweaty hair and turned up the vibrator's setting...

...just to lower it again. You were met with a whimper. He moved his hips with desperation for just a bit more stimulation that would let him transcend the edge.

He was so needy you pitied him.

"Stop toying with me, Y/N. I beg you, for the love of god. Please... Please, let me cum."

You turned the setting almost to maximum. Viktor gasped for air. Your hand caressed his cheek.

"What is 1+2?"

"Hmmph... " The brilliant scientist couldn't put together a single word.

You turned the setting to maximum and Viktor gritted his teeth, suppressing a scream. It sounded like a squeak. You slid your finger between his lips, parting his teeth, making him cry out the loudest, most heartrending moan.  His back arched, making him flatten his stomach and accentuate ribs that peeked out of the back brace. He squirmed on the bed, hissing and tugging on the handcuffs as the metal clanked, his noises getting higher and higher, until they transformed into shallow breaths like into ultrasound.

The amber eyes shined from tears. "Kurva do piči... Kurva, kurva, kurva."

"Huh... Please, Y/N, have mercy..." Viktor hissed between teeth. "It hurts..."

"Deactivate," he said, almost sobbed out the safeword. "Deactivate, deactivate, deactivate."

You took the bullet out of his soaking wet hole, then freed him from the handcuffs. After you handed him his boxers, you helped him sit up next to you. Viktor leaned on you, resting his chin on your shoulder. He was trembing. His pale body has taken on a rosy pink color.  His skin, wet from sweating, warmed yours like a thermophore.

The feeling of his delicate, warm skin against yours was a delight, but you had to let go of it. You handed Viktor his crutch, that was leaning against the bedside table, near to two cups filled with sweetmilk.

"Go to the bathroom, sweetie," you said with a gentle voice. "I don’t want you to get any infections."

Viktor stood up and already lurched, desperately holding onto his crutch, almost falling onto his knees. As he walked, he held onto everything - the wall, the closet, the door. His legs looked like they were about to collapse. Because of you.

"Do you need help, Viki?" You asked.

"I can handle it myself. But I'm glad that you are concerned."

After he slowly and lumpishly left the room, you took a sip of your sweetmilk. The thick, sweet drink got cold. You took of the strap and laid it on the floor. It can be cleaned later. You wrapped yourself up with the soft blanket. When you turned on your show again, you saw Viktor, still struggling to walk.

Viktor clumsily fell onto the bed. "Could you help me with the braces?"

"Of course, sweetie." You untangled yourself from the blanked and kneeled on the floor before him. "Give me your leg."

You loosened the latches, then delicately took the brace off. A red outline of the brace has imprinted on his skinny leg. Then, you sat on bed again. Viktor took off his shirt, revealing the back brace. You took it off him, unscrewing the screws in his vertebras.

You lifted your blanket, inviting him to lay by your side. Viktor curled up beside you, as you felt how small he was compared to you. He laid his head on your forearm. the dark, soft hair brushed against your skin. His breath got deeper and slower, tiny chest rising and falling. You could sense his warm exhales on your chest. You unpaused the show and checked if he was sleeping - he was.

You left a soft kiss on Viktor's forehead.

After the episode ended, you felt Viktor moving beside you. He whined, waking up from the nap, then stretched, accompanied with another whine.

"You're awake." You took a strand of hair of his face.

"Thank you, miláčku," he said, looking up at you with sharp gaze in his amber eyes. "The fucking was incredible." His chapped lips left a kiss on your cheek.

Viktor rolled to the other side and looked at the strap on the floor. His hand reached for it.

"I wonder which material I used for this strap caused my brain such a reaction."

“Me too, Viki,” you answered, kissing him on the forehead.

[mo-jo-jo]

Do you ever see something that straight from the concept is the perfect blend of unique + hilarious, which you just know it's gonna be good? That's how I felt about the Pilot Animatic for "I Don't Want to Be a Magical Girl". This show is absolute fun, like, without question.

I've been following the creator @kianamaiart here on tumblr for a while and it's so cool both to see this concept come together and to have it arrive with such pizazz.

"I Don't Want to Be a Magical Girl" is a refreshing, fun story. They spend time to simultaneously redefine and pay ohmage classic tropes of the genre. The pilot is also doing it's own thing though; particularly with it's sleek, modern feeling character designs and pacing.

The writing and comedy is likewise kept very modern. It feels clean with a good balance of work and play to move the story along. The series main characters are (freshmen?) in high school and I think the creators did a great job at writing youthful without it feeling kiddy.

I would say there is something for everyone within the 11 minute Pilot, but the series definitely takes a few steps back from all-ages. It contains light swearing and cartoon violence. With dark-ish humor and attitudes presented. Quite a few of the jokes had me snickering, which is more than I can say for a number of full-fledged adult comedy cartoons.

They really struck a good balance of funny without overly meme-ing it up. While there was the occasional moment where I felt a bit to much second-hand-awkwardness, that's definitely a personal take. I find myself feeling that way with plenty of other modern shows and movies with a similar tone (that I enjoyed) such as Disney's Turning Red, just as an example. For every moment that felt a bit awkward though, there was two jokes I thought landed.

The idea of a parodying or playing with the magical girl genre is a concept that I've seen before, and usually always love. There are so many different avenues to take it, and limitless stories to tell.

A few webcomics that you might consider checking out which take the magical girl genre and runs with it are:

🌟 Magical Boy by The Kao features another magic user, disgruntled with their title and expectations. However, in Magical Boy we follow the story of Max, a young transman dealing with his gender identity alongside his fantastical powers. Originally a webcomic, it also available in print.

🌟 Retired Magical Girl Support Group by Anne Soderborg - In this comic we explore the life of Aiko and a few other women who have aged-out of their magical girl personas. How can they adjust when the magic they had throughout their youth is gone and they suddenly have to move onward into an ordinary life?

🌟 Glitter and Guilt by Sierra Ray tells the story of Sweetheart, magical girl fueled by the power of love. Alongside her archenemy (boyfriend?) Bitterbat; a multidimensional prince of evil. <-- Be advised, This comic is intended for a more mature audience.

But yeah, please also watch the Animatic Pilot for "I Don't Want to Be a Magical Girl" - it's great.

[roseworth]

based on a convo with my brother

[scarlet97531]

Love these tags. Ever since we realized some of us had accidentally given ourselves secondary therian identities and started identifying as otherlinkers, the way it’s treated in therian and otherkin spaces has bothered us a lot.

We’ve come to dislike the overwhelming emphasis on “involuntary” experiences in defining all kinds of identities. The nature of an identity does not change because of it’s origin. If you identify as an animal you identify as an animal. Otherlinkers tend to have all the same experiences as therians do, the phantom limbs, the mental shifts, kin memories, species euphoria and even dysphoria. The only difference is where the identity comes from, and personally i dont think thats important enough to warrant being defined as something entirely different.

What i dislike even more than the separation of the communities on it’s own is the *reason* for that separation. The reason there is such an emphasis on involuntary experiences in the first place is essentialism. As in the belief that people are born a certain way and cannot change. This emphasis on involuntary experiences is an attempt to avoid being forced to conform by saying that conforming is impossible. The problem is that this does nothing to challenge the real problem, the source of bigotry itself, the belief that the norm is ideal and anything outside of the norm is bad until proven otherwise. The belief that if it is *possible* for you to conform then you should.

The problem with trying to conform to this belief by defining yourself by what you cant change is that it does nothing to help people that *can* change but dont want to. For example plural people, people with CDDs. The default treatment goal for plural people is final fusion, conformity, despite it being known that final fusion is very very flawed and for some systems outright impossible, often causing more problems than it solves. Meanwhile the *option* of functional multiplicity is right there, and much better option for most systems, and yet most professionals will not even mention it and it is often seen as “anti recovery”.

Making the *choice* to not conform is seen negatively by most of our society, so minorities try to frame their experiences as essential, something they were born with and cannot change, in an attempt to avoid being changed. In the process they throw voluntary, chosen, non essential identities under the bus, believing just like their own oppressors that anyone who has the choice to conform should, and anyone who doesnt is inherently *different*, and less “valid” for doing so.

Feel like we should normalize have a choice about who we are!

You choose to be a lesbian? That awesome!!

You choose to be a boy? Good for you, I hope you're happy.

You choose to be a paraphilia? That amazing!

You choose to be black? Amazing, come by if you want any tips for me.

You choose to have ADHD? That's great!

People don't have to go through dysphoria to know who the really are! You CAN be transgender be choice, you CAN choose your sexuality, you CAN be who ever you to be by CHOICE.

[cuteniaarts]

Digitalised + coloured + redesigned version of my Suiren and Vaatu sketch from two days ago, as promised!!

Coming up with Suiren’s design was a very long process of trying and failing because after you’ve drawn 9+ different versions of one character, the creativity starts to run a little dry, but I’m actually really proud of this one, she looks absolutely adorable <3

(Also yeah I did mostly just scribble Vaatu’s pattern because who has the energy to draw the all out accurately. Not me, that’s who, I’m chronically tired. People who draw him on the regular have my utmost respect. He’s still a funky little guy though :D)

Bonus, Raava incessantly screaming inside Suiren (and being completely ignored because Suiren is tired of her) while all this is happening:

[thegreatyin]

tbh i think at least half of the scoundrel's motivation for doing the deeper discordance storyline is just. a really bad really painful distraction from everything else currently going wrong in their life. which. admittedly. that's their motivation for most things

[inqroot]

All the info is under the cut lol

General notes

Adults are large enough to be used as mounts, but letting someone ride on their back is considered invasive and deeply intimate

In their gryphon form, harpies don't have the proper vocal chord arrangement to speak, but they use body language and other vocalizations to communicate

Harpies are born in their gryphon form and remain in this form until they're closer to adulthood

It's common to find harpies in this form if they're shy or don't want to talk to you lmao

Packs are treated as, and function, as family units and are treated as such in town. Because of this it's not uncommon for members of a pack to be scented by the primary alpha

While packs have a primary alpha that handles day to day affairs, they are not a monolith and larger packs will often have secondary alphas and shifting alphas based on the task (one member may the primary alpha when it comes to hunting, another may be the primary alpha when it comes to territory protection, which can both be different members from the overall leader)

Harpies will nest together! It varies by individual and pack dynamics, but normally an individual only nests with one or two individuals that they have the strongest connection to. They also generally only groom those they nest with. Though not always the case, a harpy's primary nesting partner is largely considered their mate.

Omnivorous and usually crepuscular, though individuals will have more of a preference on both diet and active time

Harpies are innately able to use various forms of magic, though they usually have an affinity for wind/movement based spells. It took many centuries for humans to realized harpies could use magic since they don't need to use tools or circles like they do (this is true for all species with native magic, but for the longest time everyone just thought harpies were REALLY fast lmao)

Harpies have genitals but not the biology for reproduction, instead, when individuals want to conceive, there's a fruit the carrier eats that will develop a womb (harpy chicks are livebirth)

Yoo Joonghyuk

He basically just looks like a wolf, which is really weird and really funny. Dokja and Sooyoung make fun of him about it bc what happened??? What happened to his genetics? What's going on lmao

Heterochromatic! His left eye has gold sectoral heterochroma

He does actually have patterning! There are leopard spots on his back and a little bit of banding on the inside of his wings but they're basically impossible to see outside of looking at him under bright direct light, so for all intents and purposes he's largely regarded as a solid pattern

The primary hunter for the pack, he always goes early in the morning before Dokja leaves the nest, usually while the kids are still asleep too. Joonghyuk doesn't use magic very often outside of combat, though he does still actively practice. While hunting he generally only uses it to give him a burst of speed for the takedown

Sometimes he'll nest with Sooyoung, Seolhwa, or Hyunsung, but it's also not rare for him to get kidnapped by Namwoon and Jihye (Dokja finds this part funny and doesn't stop them. Joonghyuk is very :/ about it)

Will always follow Dokja when he leaves the territory. Not because he doesn't trust him to take care of himself, but he's tired of building bookshelves and Dokja has a bad habit of wandering off

Shares features/patterns with golden eagle, grey wolf, and leopard, he has melanism so all of his patterning is darker than it should be

He shares the role of primary alpha with Dokja in the pack, but is also the one that cooks dinner for the pack every night

Does not have the vocal arrangement to purr, but he will slow blink and to show affection. This is a slight problem because he also blinks slowly when he thinks someone is stupid

Yoo Mia

Too young to have a humanoid form, usually stays with Seolhwa for safety if Joonghyuk and Dokja are busy. She likes to go with them into town, though, but humans keep thinking she's a pet and Dokja is tired of doing damage control when she rips up a door

Has the same features as Joonghyuk, her markings haven't come in but everyone's pretty sure she'll have similar patterns to her brother and no one understands how. She also seems to have a very similar level of melanism to her pelt (which is even more confusing)

Bullies Dokja by grabbing onto his tail. He doesn't particularly mind and drags her around the nest as enrichment play. She's ripped out more than one tuft of fur on accident (probably)

Is very protective of Biyoo and has bitten toes more than once for getting too close to her. She also shows affection by biting. The Yoo siblings are confusing

Shin Yoosung

Not a harpy! She's a dire werewolf pup. Dokja found her abandoned by her pack while on a trip a few cities over fighting with Gilyoung over a leg of deer

Unlike harpies, she is able to speak and is supposed to be able to change forms, she hasn't learned how to and no one else in the pack is a werewolf so she doesn't know how yet

Unlike the harpies who are primarily omnivorous, Yoosung is an obligate carnivore and eats bones as a supplement and for enrichment

Will develop a brindled pattern as she matures

Primarily nocturnal and helps Hyunsung with monitoring their territory

Lee Hyunsung

Big fluffy bear lmao - he's by and large the largest of the gryphons. Has the largest stature, Hyunsung and Seolhwa are the only ones who are able to comfortably stand bipedally for extended periods of time. His massive bulk also makes him one of the slowest fliers of the pack and will generally prefer to go by foot unless someone sends them. If the pack needs to take a group trip to town for supplies he'll usually stay in his gryphon form to pull a wagon if needed

Normally only nests with Heewon. Sometimes he'll nest with her, Sooyoung, and Sangah, though will also nest with Jihye and Namwoon

The ruff around his neck is super soft and the younger packmates will sleep on his neck if he's resting. He doesn't mind

Primary territory defender, despite a softer posture compared to Joonghyuk, he's just as fierce and has the strongest bite force

Mostly bear/lynx features with some snow leopard, has a naturally docked tail

He purrs! He's self conscious about it because someone once said it sounded like crunching metal, but his pack thinks it's cute and that's all that matters

Jung Heewon

She breathes fire! This is not a native ability, Uriel gave it to her as a treat lol. Abyssal and Namwoon made comments about her looking more like a dragon than a gryphon, so Uriel got spicy

No one really knows what her combination is, genetics did a weird

Heewon has many hat as secondary defender, lead, and one of the pack hunters, though she'll also follow Dokja around if Joonghyuk is busy

She's in charge of making lunch for the pack and takes care of heating during the colder months, mostly to make sure they're still able to grow crops (because Joonghyuk is fussy and going to town every day is both annoying and too much work. She gets it, tbh)

She's also not allowed in town without supervision, and especially not with Sooyoung without supervision. They're notoriously known for causing ProblemsTM

Heewon can purr, but like...it sounds like a growl. Her vocal range closely resembles horses (and lends to why she gets called a dragon. please look up horse sounds if you don't know lmao)

Biyoo

Baby! A little baby! She's Dokja and Joonghyuk's biological child, but no one knows who she got her horn from (her gold eyes are from Joonghyuk)

The pack will literally kill for her (They HAVE, actually, but that's neither here nor there)

She's too young and vulnerable to do anything (can't shift, can't fly, can't control her magic), so she's usually found with Dokja or nested with the kids

She mostly communicates with bird-like trills

Han Sooyoung

The smallest of the adult gryphons. but arguably the most problematic

Secondary leader and primary affairs leader with Sangah

While she primarily nests with Sangah, she's also notorious for just invading everyone else's nests. Joonghyuk has thrown hands with her more than once over this

She periodically goes into the nearby towns on her own and watches them, mostly to keep tabs on everyone, but sometimes to just toe the line of being problematic

Her and Sangah are backup babysitters if Seolhwa is busy

Sooyoung will periodically go to town with Sangah and Heewon to sell/trade their crafts as needed

Her thick limbs lend her to being the strongest climber in the pack and she definitely uses that skill to cause problems, but like specifically for humans

Yoo Sangah

Secondary leader, primary affairs leader, also helps Seolhwa with watching the kids as well as weaving and making dyes. She dips her hand in everything and seems to be able to help anyone if needed. It's kind of alarming

Spends a lot of time in the nearby towns, mostly to maintain relations, but also to remind people she's not above murder (:

She likes to go foraging with Seolhwa, she's really good at finding truffles

When Dokja pisses her off, she'll leave a single tomato in front of his nest. He thinks it's Sooyoung doing it to terrorize him, she won't correct him

Her plumage has a golden sheen to it under direct light and are popular for both crafters and alchemy practitioners

Sangah has a beak-like mouth, but she also has python teeth. It's mildly horrifying and she makes use of it when needed

Kim Dokja

An absolute fucking idiot. Some weird fox/weasel with too many wings and simultaneously all the thoughts and no thoughts at the same time. Sooyoung calls him a dachshund

Pack leader, pack problem, same difference. He nests with Joonghyuk and keeps getting stolen by literally everyone

They agreed he would be the carrier for Biyoo since he has a hard time hunting. He's much better at digging for gems for some reason

Goes to towns a lot to ransack the library, hoards books like a dragon, and is best friends with all the librarians. The star-eaters seem to be obsessed with him too so he usually stops by on the way back to his pack. Unfortunately he's also notorious for getting lost so Joonghyuk usually has to hunt him down if it gets too late

The extra wings are used like rudders and help him turn and stop on a dime. He's really hard to catch when in flight to everyone's detriment

He does the ragdoll thing and goes fully catatonic while limp, so Joonghyuk will scruff him if he's causing too many problems or starts to have a spiraling train of thought. He usually gets groomed or buried under everyone while he's coming out of this state

He purrs really loud, if he's completely still his purring is strong enough to make his ears vibrate. Joonghyuk thinks this is cute. Dokja also mostly chirps, which is probably where Biyoo got it from

Lee Seolhwa

Has albinism, has big claws. She's surprisingly dexterous even in her gryphon form. She can thread a needle and crush a skull with the same paws, and has threatened Dokja more than once

She rarely leaves the territory, since she takes care of the medical stock and crops, so she normally watches the kids while the rest of the pack is busy

Her build makes her look massive, but a lot of the size comes from the owl features in her. She is still pretty bulky, build-wise, but a lot of it is feathers. Having such strong owl features also gives her silent flight. It's definitely scared the shit out of Hyunsung more than once

Seolhwa's plumicorns are pretty expressive and can usually be used to read how she's feeling since she has a habit of just staring, to observe others

Lee Gilyoung

Also not a harpy! No one's really sure what he is, current guess is some kind of insectoid dragon

Primarily herbivorous

His molted panels can be ground down into a pigment similar to mica powder

Spends most of his time rummaging around in the forests nearby or bickering with Yoosung. Mia's very tired of them

Doesn't seem to have a humanoid form? Dokja's still trying to figure out what he is tbh

Lee Jihye

Is waterproof lol. She spends most of her time at a nearby lake diving around or collecting fish for the pack

Old enough to be able to shift, but not old enough to be able to shift for long periods of time. She finds it really annoying

Jihye is part of the usual hunting party, usually found following Joonghyuk or Heewon around when she's not in the water

Because her back legs are hooved, Dokja makes her see a farrier at least once a season. She finds it annoying, but she also knows better than to not go

She's not allowed to help with the crops after the one time she accidentally used saltwater on the potatoes, but she does help with weeding and preparing the fields each rotation

Has a weird fascination with swords and has one that she begged Joonghyuk for that she'll carry around in her mouth (Mostly to chase Namwoon when he's being annoying, but that's neither here nor there)

Kim Namwoon

An absolute problem child. He picks fights with the wildlife all the time. He loses, but the sentiment is there. Dokja's very tired of it

Part of the hunting party too, and always goes with Jihye when she goes to the lake. Usually he'll take some supplies and make something with his wirecraft hobby

Is basically a dragon. He's bffs with Abyssal to Dokja's chagrin. Abyssal is teaching him how to do stupid shit with his native anatomy. It's very clown to clown communication

Namwoon actually does help with the crops and watching the younger kids. For as insane as he acts sometimes, he greatly looks up to Joonghyuk and Hyunsung, often seen shadowing them. When he's old enough to properly shift, he plans on joining Hyunsung in maintaining the territory

preliminary designs for the harpy/gryphon au I've been thinking about a very normal amount lol

This is fully self indulgent sorry lmao

[foreverppl]

Moodboard for Amais Rena (he/they), lead singer of alt rock band Way Way Downers @infamous-if

Playlist

[thedevotionaltour]

i havent even read enough gl to justify the feelings and emotions i have about kyle i just have the lovers heart and also something wrong with me. and my projection. in my mind he's just like me. and he would have loved college vending machine frozen cheeseburger and heating it up in the microwave at 1 in the morning because he was bored and didn't want to work on a drawing assignment on 20" x 30" paper that was due tomorrow in his freshman year. he would have loved going to the club to push off finals work that's creating the worst stress known to man in his brain. and he would love to annoy the fuck out of his roommate when high and avoiding homework on a saturday.

[cuntwrap--supreme]

So close to being finished with my post office training! I just have to do my driver's test next Thursday and I'm officially an assistant rural carrier! Which is step one in becoming a full time employee and receiving those sweet, sweet government job bennies. But also, it's a lot of sorting and shit, and tism go brrrrrrrr with that.

[musashi]

posts about the alt-right pipeline being compassionate towards young men while radical leftists shun and shame them are not fucking saying "the men are becoming violent because feminists are too mean!" and if that is your takeaway you need to get off tumblr until you've better honed your critical thinking skills.

those posts are talking about how effective the language and approach you take in your activism can be. this is literally cult deprogramming 101. if someone is being taken in by a violent or dangerous group, that violent or dangerous group is usually offering them compassion and solace while working hard to convince them everyone else in the world is their enemy. you are under no obligation to coddle or act compassionate toward these men and their violent ideologies, but if you have the means to try, it is something that you can do to make a tangible difference.

radicalized people are often only one loving friend or family member or external voice away from being de-radicalized. of course that is not always the case, but it very often is. a lot of y'all rightfully understand that you do not carry the burden of being that voice, but a lot of y'all also have a lot of internalized ideas about morals and punitive justice and have simply written off these people as deserving of only the worst and not worth saving.

ten years ago, my grandmother was a fox news watching republican who voted red in every election and very well could have fallen down the qanon rabbit hole if not for me and her daughter challenging her compassionately, walking her through hypotheticals that validated her feelings & proving why they were false, & being patient with her despite our extreme division in political ideology. it was frustrating fucking work! but i decided i wanted to do it, because i could see the horizon and i could see me making a difference!

"misogynists have been saying feminists are too mean for years, get new material" that is not the fucking POINT. the point is that you, feminist, can be the compassionate voice that guides your brother, your father, your cousin, your grandfather away from fucking becoming or staying a nazi. you can show them compassion and companionship. you can be the woman they think of when their alt-right bros try to convince them that women are the enemy. and you can choose to crystallize that image of yourself so wholly in their mind's eye as worth protecting that they may very well choose to reject those harmful ideas.

it's not saying you HAVE to do it! it's saying you CAN do it! don't you 'firebomb a walmart' people all love taking change into your own hands? where the fuck is that energy right now, huh?

[teaboot]

I've never had a cat before and I'm hoping to get one soon. Do you have any advice?

Treat a new cat as you would a new roommate. Give them space and time to settle, establish a pattern and a rhythm, and in time they may choose to become friends and spend time with you. Dont force a friendship.

Use simple words and repetition to establish communication. Words like breakfast, treat, snack, lunch, supper, dinner, food, and eat all basically mean, "I am feeding you; expect to be fed", but it's a lot for a little guy to remember. I just say "Dinner" when I mean "cat food is coming", and so my boy knows exactly what I mean when I say it. As a plus, using only one word for snack time means he has no idea what the other words mean, so I can talk about food in front of him without ruling him up.

Pay attention to body language. Cats all have different personalities, and you'll learn their likes, dislikes, and messages over time this way. Son boy here loves anything with plumbing but dislikes getting wet- his favourite blanket to chew and snuggle goes on his favourite chair, and he gives me a specific gesture when he wants me to kneel down so he can jump onto my shoulder.

Read into problematic behaviour. Cats pee in weird places when they're hurting, in distress, or have insufficient of unclean litter box space. Biting, attacking feet , and knocking things off tables often means they're understimulated and need you to play with them, or at least need some kind of enrichment or puzzle to tackle. Tail flicking can be frustration or irritation. Purring is usually good, but may also be self-soothing behaviour to alleviate pain, encourage healing, and relieve anxiety, like over-grooming.

Like children, "bad" behaviour isn't malicious- it usually means there's something you aren't seeing.

Learn how your cat expresses love. Loads of people think cats are uncaring, cruel, and indifferent, but the truth is, they're just not dogs. Spending time near you, showing an interest in tools you're using or projects you're working on, sitting the way you sit, laying on their back, rubbing on your legs, wiping their face on your shoes when you get home- these are signs that your cat is enamored with you. You're their family, they feel safe and protected around you, they're curious about things you enjoy and want everyone to know you're family.

Set reasonable expectations. Again, cats are not dogs.We bred dogs to desire our approval- cats walked into our lives themselves. They have no human-programmed need to fulfill a duty or perform a task to your standards.

Training cats to do tricks isn't as hard as people say, but the willingness or interest in doing the trick is more heavily reliant on personality and mood. Some cats will refuse all but the most basic requests- I'm lucky in that Ollie understands and is willing to do several, provided I don't abuse his trust and he's not crowded or overwhelmed or just bored of doing it over and over in a short period.

Ollie, for example, knows Up to stand on his back legs and hold my hand, Down to get to a surface I indicate, Out to emerge from a closed space, Come to find me where I am, Help? when I'm offering to let him use me as an elevator, Dinner when I understand he's hungry and am getting food, and when I put on his collar he knows to climb into his carrier 'cause we're going somewhere. And he'll do any of these about 90% of the time, either ignoring me or phoning it in when there's something interesting somewhere else, or if he's feeling anxious.

Lead by example. If you dread taking them to the vet, they'll see the anxiety in your body language and behaviour and likely learn to hate it, too. Again using my guy an example, I starred taking him on walks long before his first vet appointment, just to get used to his carrier and leash. Then his first checkup was relaxed and informal, with plenty of treats, and I let him explore the examination room with permission from the tech. Now he loves going, so I'm not stressed about taking him, so I don't stress him out in turn, and the vest doesn't have to deal with a stressed out cat slowing things down and fighting with them.

Make sure your sources are good ones, and also good ones for you. I will recommend Jackson Galaxy's YouTube channel for cat advice because a lot of what he does matches up with what I've learned and know to be true. I don't personally recommend Ceasar Milan because I personally find his methods distressing to recreate regardless of efficacy, so even if that advice was useful, *I'd* be miserable, and it'd just be trading one issue for another.

Have a person who can help. You never know when you might end up out of town overnight unexpectedly, or when your place may need serviced or fumigated, or if you may be called out of town. Before getting a cat, research reliable pet sitters, house sitters, pet daycares, whatever, just in case.

Consider pet insurance. No long spiel here, just think about it. Especially if you don't know your cats ancestry or potenyial health risks. An on top of that, fucking vaccinate them.

Dont let them free roam. At all.

I grew up on a farm with free-roaming barn cats. Do you know how many times child-me cried over having to bury them? Illness, disease, pregnancy, vehicles, other territorial cats, ticks, fleas, litter, poisoned prey, malicious humans, local wildlife, predatory birds, scrap metal, extreme heat, freezing temperatures, tainted water sources, poisonous or venomous critters, getting stuck in small or high places, tapeworms, loose nails, old equipment, falling branches...

I've seen some truly body-horror slasher-movie shit- just truly nauseating visual fuckery- and I'm telling you not to let your cat free-roam.

Leash training isn't hard. Supervised walks aren't hard. Even keeping your cat physically fit and entertained indoors isn't an impossible feat. Don't let your fucking cat fucking free-roam. Fuck

Also read up on foods and plants cats can't do, like every houseplant in existence is toxic it's insane

Anyhow yeah that's like. A couple things I guess

Here, have an Ollie Pic

[dunmesh]

okay i don't have anything smart to add i just genuinely love that these seemingly trivial jokes are actually an important part of his character. we see it throughout the entire manga, how he pushes aside his own frustration and discomfort to accommodate everyone else's and avoid needless confrontation- another example off the top of my head would be the barometz chapter in which he slowly gets frustrated with izutsumi but still tries his best to talk some sense into her calmly and soundly.

and in contrast, there are very few times he expresses his anger and hurt towards others, and it usually takes a lot for him to finally lose his patience and control.

i mean, even with kabru he tried to be polite despite the circumstances until the guy said the one thing that triggers an immense sense of shame, hurt and rage in laios. and you know, the manga does say it quite clearly early on. when we are introduced to namari and then to shuro, laios acts all friendly and shows his respect and trust in them despite how things ended between them, and everyone else gets frustrated with him for acting so strange- why are you the one who tries so hard to pacify the rest when you should be the angriest?

and they don't understand him. they don't know him well enough to be able to understand, but we as readers get to see during the manga that they aren't wrong to question him- he does, in fact, feel all those ugly emotions. and it's when the winged lion finally confronts him that we see to what extent these feelings he buried so deep go, and suddenly all those funny little moments where he sometimes pretends to be mr nice guy speak volumes about his character. honestly, ryoko kui is a master at using jokes in order to define important character traits and this one doesn't fail to amaze me.

and laios's hatred and rage and deep scars he can't get over aren't shown explicitly during most of these moments i mentioned before, but now you realize there are 26 years of emotional baggage to all of them and they sting. he is angry but he can't say shit, what difference would it make? it won't make his friends choose him instead of themselves when he needed them most, and it won't help his party get any farther. of course, this logic doesn't apply to them- they are absolutely allowed to get angry and it's fine to get mad at him, he can take that.

so after finishing the series it's so clear that he tries his best to avoid clashing with others not just due to the current circumstances and him needing to be a reliable leader but also because he knows that people don't even like him when he tries to show his good sides and hide all the rest, so who the hell would tolerate his rage and despair? who would stay after realizing that he is so deeply flawed he doesn't even like his own being?

but he does get mad. he can't help it, and sometimes it gets out of control and now everyone knows. and it's funny, isn't it? that most of those moments ended up bringing him closer to others. shuro admitting he is envy of him and actually becoming the friend laios thought he was all along, fighting for his sake and waiting for him to come back- believing in him even after he turned into a monster and searching for him the way he couldn't bring himself to do for falin when he learned of what became of her- or kabru being pushed to just let it all out because he couldn't bluff his way out of this one and get to laios any other way, so now they are even. they are both horribly honest with each other and they both choose to stay. a weird way of getting to know each other, but it is what it is.

it's simply... the more laios let himself just be, the deeper his relationships grew. and there's intimacy in being your ugly, weak and furious self around someone and them not leaving you. feeling safe enough to let it be known you are hurt and angry. and he knows that now, too.

[simp4fictionalmenandjesus]

Imagine platonic yandere batfamily with a 'shallow' reader.

To set the scene, you join the family at 15. You’re old enough to have the capability to take care of yourself, but you’re young enough to want someone to take care of you. (I’m thinking she has a wealthy-ish background, not socialite level, but she’s be the richest kid at Gotham high school (public school).) You’re the result of one of Brucie Wayne’s many love affairs that somehow slipped under the radar.

your mother was a more of a logical person, raising you to follow your brain more instead of your heart. But she still taught you to be empathetic. Unfortunately, she dies in a car accident.

Your picked up by the Wayne’s and there’s immediately hostility between you and your new family. On the background check the bats had done, most evidence was pointing to you being a shallow teenage girl.

It didn’t help that the first thing you did upon arriving to the manor was force everyone into a selfie on Snapchat. Damian had to be held back from stabbing you.

The next thing you did was ask about your allowance, and then proceed to squeal once you were handed a black card by Bruce.

Once you excitedly left to your new room, Dick reminded everyone that people grieve in their own ways.

Family dinner was painfully awkward that night. There was no way that the Wayne’s would talk to you about any bat related activities, and when Bruce tried to ask you about your hobbies, you went on a 30 minute rant about designer products.

It was like having one of Bruce’s suitors constantly around.

Everything about you was shrill, high-pitched, loud and out of touch.

It’s your lack of grief thay really gets them. At your mother’s funeral, you didn’t even shed a tear. Your speech was cantered around how your mother had accomplished a lot, but it came off more as an employee describing a boss than a daughter reminiscing over her mother. When Bruce had softly asked you if you wanted your mother buried or cremated you shrugged your shoulders. “Do whatever, I don’t care.”

Now, your family is convinced that you’re a sociopathic stereotypical mean girl.

You can’t really blame them for thinking that as how would they know about the silent tears you shed every night. Keeping a front up was taking its toll on you, and even your usual coping habit of shopping wasn’t helping you feel better as with every item you add to cart you stop yourself from finding your mother to ask for her opinion on it.

After you fall asleep in tears, you’ll wake up and force yourself to forget.

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(Also reader’s speech at her mother’s funeral isn’t that heartfelt because she doesn’t want to share her personal memories with a room of people who she barely knows. Those are her memories. And the idc reply to whether the body is cremated or buried is genuine, to her the body isn’t her mother anymore so whatever happens to it doesn’t matter. She’s more concerned about keeping her mother’s belongings in good shape.)

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A couple of years pass and you’re graduating high school. Your grades are average and you apply for a fashion degree in Metropolis University. You’re not ashamed to admit that the power of nepotism definitely helped you in.

You look in the crowd for any sign of your family, and wave happily at Alfred. Do you care that no one else showed up? Not really. You didn’t need to be love. You loved yourself to make up for any of the love you lacked.

Sure, in your first year at Wayne Manor you were upset at the fact that you were never invited to things unless they were public events. But you couldn’t really complain about it, because when you did throw a tantrum and got your way, Bruce invited you to movie night which was painfully awkward as you sat on a lone arm chair while everyone else snuggled together. And the whole night you for side eyed by everyone.

The next family movie night you were invited to, everyone cancelled.

You suppose that the Wayne's and you were too different to get along.

After attending a week long spree of parties, going on a grad trip with your friend group to Ibiza, you came home to a practically empty mansion. Alfred was the only one there.

You appreciated the butler, he was the closest thing you had to a father. He hugged you tightly, before he dropped you off at the airport to fly to metropolis.

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A year passes, you show up to the Wayne Manor at Alfred's request. Everyone is there.

And everyone is really nice.

Huh.

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Yea im turning this idea into a proper fic but I'll probably make shallow reader way cyuntier.

[miumura]

SHE GETS HER WAY ｡ ｡ ｡ 보이넥스트도어 🪽 ✦

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MYUNG JAEHYUN freely allowing you to bother him

no matter what kind of tricks you could pull, he never seems to get even a little bit annoyed. in fact, it's almost as if he adores you even more because of your antics. sometimes, it leaves you wondering if anything could tick him off at all. in reality, he might just play hard to get purposefully just to watch you persistently ask for something he would do for you without a second thought—no matter what it was. he just finds it rather cute when you're so determined to make him do something that you want. you wouldn’t even notice it’s an act until you see his wide grin as he finally “gives” in. so really, there's no need to beg for anything—you’re his weak spot, and he doesn't even try to hide it.

PARK SUNGHO dragging him into doing silly trends

regardless how silly he may think the tiktok you just showed him is, there’s such a low chance for him to say no. almost all of the time, you’d catch him saying yes. to his defense, how could he say no to someone like you? he loves seeing that spark of excitement in your eyes and can’t help but smile as you eagerly set up for the video you’re about to record. sungho, without a doubt, would just look at you with so much love as you tie that pink ribbon around him, adoring and cheesing over you internally.

LEE SANGHYEOK random physical touch

he doesn’t dislike physical touch, however, he will get all tensed up if someone were to randomly give it to him without warning. but with you? that’s a complete different story—poke at him, wrap your arms around him, or even smother him with affection, and he'd let it happen without a single complaint. if you wanted it, he’d simply give it to you. regardless, it’s a win-win situation for him—you’d get all the physical touch you want and he gets pampered with your sweet kisses and hugs. let’s say, there was always a motive all along—one that leaves him content with getting to keep you as close as possible.

HAN DONGMIN taking his belongings without asking

the first time he saw you wearing one of his hoodies, he could’ve sworn he fell even harder for you. sure, he’s the type who usually prefers when people ask before borrowing his things, but seeing you in it? that was a whole different story. it brought an instant smile to his face, one he couldn’t hide even if he tried. from that moment on, he’s never refused you—or asked for anything back. need to borrow his phone for a bit? go ahead. want to wear that accessory he cherishes so much? it’s yours. he’s just that down bad for you. honestly, it doesn’t matter how long it’s out of his sight because as long as it’s with you, he’s at ease. he trusts you completely—and maybe, just maybe, he secretly loves the reminder that he’s yours.

KIM DONGHYUN you have all of his attention

safe to say, you have the leehan completely swooned. you could be distracting him from his game or youtube video, but the moment you call his name, it's like everything fades into the background. it’s almost as if, within a split of a second, he’d be right there for you. even when you don’t call for him, he’ll pause whatever he’s doing just to check up on you. whether it’s a quick text or simply staying close within your reach, it’s more than enough to keep him content. his eyes soften the moment they land on you, almost as if he can’t help but admire the person who means the most to him. and honestly? he wouldn’t want it any other way.

KIM WOONHAK decorating his belongings

at first, he might refuse and say a few half-hearted complaints as you pulled out your sticker sheets. but the moment you stuck those tiny heart stickers on his phone case, it was game over. his heart started racing faster than he’d like to admit, and suddenly, those so-called “childish” designs didn’t seem so bad. ever since then, he’s been extra cautious with anything you’ve decorated, treating them with such care as if his life depended on it. he’s practically paranoid about getting even the tiniest scratch on them. in fact, he takes every chance he gets to proudly show them off—whether it’s his phone, notebook, or water bottle—and purposely leaves his things out in the open, secretly hoping you’ll add more. it doesn’t matter if the stickers are cute, silly, or completely random. what matters is that you’re the one who decorated them, and to him, that makes them absolutely perfect.

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[gaywineauntsstuff]

Every single member of the Batfamily lies about their taste in music

Damian will claim that he only listens to classical music and that everything else is beneath him.

Damian will unironically listen to trashy Arab pop and the absolute worst Bollywood songs known to man (Dick introduced him to them and he hates the fact that sometimes he gets Sheila Ki Jawani stuck in his head during missions)

Tim will put on the most ear grating hyper pop you've ever heard and claim with full chest that these is the peak of humanities capabilities with music (Damian, Jason and Steph have all tried to kill him for this take) He will also play stuff like the living tombstones and sing it obnoxiously loud when he's working on the computer.

Tim however loves his 90s grunge and it's all that's playing in his headphones. (think nirvana, pearl Jam, Melvins, Alice in Chains etc) He has tracked down so many shirts and concert posters and watched every bit of content from the older shows.

Jason will claim he only listens to east coast rap, biggie, Nas, Jay etc and maybe some older metal. He will fight you on east vs west coast music, there will be weaponry involved.

Jason likes rap music... he unfortunately prefers west coast rap and has listened to no vaseline like 500 times. He will deny this till the day he dies...again. (Dick knows and threatens to tell Steph)

Steph will steal the aux and play Taylor Swifts greatest hits until one of the Boys threatens mutiny. Every single one of the bats has had style stuck in their heads during a stakeout at least twice. She will claim that the only rap song she can tolerate in Eminem and the 7/11 is Beyoncés best song.

Steph is an underground fan, think the dude selling mixtapes on the subway type shit. She also unlike Jason genuinely loves East Coast Rap music more than anything and knows every single wu-tang clan song by heart, same with Biggie. Not only does she love the music she also spends any free time binging those "history of rap and its consequences" videos and has been a firm believer that P.Diddy had a hand in a lot of the Death row records well...deaths.

Cass, well everyone thinks Cass has really good taste bc its Cass and she has zero flaws (don't @ me) she never takes the aux and will usually listen to her music while she's chilling or doing stretches. None of them have heard or seen a single one of her playlists except Duke.

its all 2010s top 40s pop music and like the trashy kind too, Beauty and the Beat, Kesha, Katy Perry. It's her turning of her brain time and she will be straight vibing to Rude! by magic or Boom Clap or Shower. she has shown this to Duke, smirked and told him that even if he tried to tell anyone they wouldn't believe him.

Duke is the only one who doesn't... lie. He just hides a few things. Lies of omission don't count as lies when the bats will lie to you about what they had for breakfast, while they are visibly eating breakfast. Duke says he listens to everything and he does. Literally everything. His patrol Jam is offensive bc it with start with Norwegian death metal and immediately switches to "like a G6" followed by kendrick Lamar and then descendants Disney channel movie music.

Bruce... Bruce is just weird, everyone asks him and gets a different answer. Bc he doesn't... like music. Like at all. It's all noise, his mother played instruments so he learned like 14 and he hates how they all sound. He just like vague batwings fluttering in dead silence.

Dick Grayson will obnoxiously play top 40 and radio music religiously around the bats. He claims it's the best music for rhythmic acrobatics and trapeze work and that true! Jason hates this kind of music the most, it's formulaic and holds no substance and drives him insane.

But Dick only listens to that music when he's moving, flipping doing high energy stuff. When he just wants to chill? This man has the most depressing music taste you've ever seen. You know that sad song from ur favorite artist that you can't listen to without crying. Yeah that's his bread and butter. Every single song is just flat out tear inducing, some of these bands have like 100 listeners and he is one of them and it's just their saddest song that reads like suicide note. The titans have conducted an intervention bc its just... concerning. He just thinks it's neat!