#butler hans

[intr0verted-weird0]

[sadlynotthevoid]

Crack idea here: LCF modern AU with magic where og!Cale accidentally gains a swordmaster aura after way too many hours of playing beat saber.

Cale: *intensely playing the same game for 74th time this (new) year*

Cale's body: *starts exuding glowing mist*

Cale:

Hans, who just opened the door: Excuse me, young mas— Hhh...

Hans: Madam Violan!!!

[alien-slushie]

Hans: Uh sir, about the Young Master...

Deruth: What did Cale do now?

Hans: Um, he brought a strange man to the mansion last night.

Deruth, staring blankly as he misunderstands what he just heard: ...he what?!

[buffyspice]

The daily exasperation of being the leader of Stray Kids.

It would be fun, they said.

[ultimatemahoushoujo]

“Look at me”

Napoleon x f!reader

POV

+18 nsfw

Napoleon being dom

My first fanfic too TuT so please be patient with me

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It was unusual for me to be the last one up. This night Sebastian was loose enough for leaving the kitchen duties to me and going to his bedroom earlier, perhaps a lot of journaling to be done. It was already late, but because of Napoleons sleeping in habits I was starting to get influenced by his horrible schedule and ending up going to bed later every night.

“Well since I have energy at night, maybe I’ll tire myself so I can sleep faster.”

Just when I was filling up the cabinets with clean plates, napoleon snuck behind me, whispering in my ear. “Come to bed, cherie” Just his warm breath was enough to make me shiver.

I smiled, tuned myself to meet his eyes. “ I can’t. Sorry. I have to work a little longer to compensate for the time I spent convincing you to wake up”

“No fair. Waking me up is part of your job. I simply requested for extra attention” he smiled sweetly. “Can’t I convince you to put me to sleep now?”

“Waking you up and putting you to sleep?” He laid his head softly upon my shoulder, almost in a sleepy way. “There’s no way. I always fall asleep before you, waking you is troublesome enough, what can I do to make you sleep?”

“You’re right. I won’t be able to sleep…”

His distant gaze suddenly became penetrable, looking right into me, leaning forward, almost as if testing my response to his upcoming kiss. I kissed him back softly, but his kiss became stronger rapidly. I was surprised, I thought this was only a good night kiss, a “see you in the morning” kiss, so I drown back shyly.

Before I could even say something to stop him, he kissed me again, like he was thirsty. I recognised that kiss…

He grasped my wrist, which was resting above my heart, and pressed it against the wall, cornering me. I closed my eyes, feeling the redness on my face.

“No! Look at me” he turned my face towards him with the tip of his fingers, his eyes kind of sorrowful, but darkened at the same time. My eyes widened in surprise, looking at him, how vulnerable yet strong he looked. I lifted my chin, not looking back, he examined my face, my neck, I couldn’t tell what exactly he was looking for, I stretched my neck and he approached it, softly kissing and licking it.

“Nghh” I quietly moaned, and he pressed my wrist with force.

He lifted his head, looking at me from above, his expression was serious and almost unamused. He rapidly pulled me by the neck for a kiss, put his knee in between my legs, and the hand grasping my wrist was even tighter.

I couldn’t help but move along the kiss, moaning into his mouth and rubbing my back against the wall… and my legs against his.

We parted lips, with a string of saliva in between. Patting for air, I looked down feeling hazy.

“Don’t look away” he grabbed my face by my cheeks. His hand travelled from my face to my breast “if you can’t take it” and started to massage it. I left a loud moan out, and covered my mouth. “I said look at me” and he was being even more intense with his hands. He got back a little, meeting my eyes “lift your skirt” he smirked, knowing I’d be embarrassed by his request, I tried my best not to look away while lifting my red skirt with my free hand, pressing my lips together. He kissed my ear and whispered “good girl… now…” his light touch found my underwear, he seemed so more patient than I was, I was making noises, as if asking for more, shutting my eyes and pulling him closer. “Sh sh sh. What we’ve agreed on…?” His head was below mine, he puts his hand underneath the fabric. I bent over and put my hand on his shoulder for balance.

“I’m s-sorry” I couldn’t bare the anticipation

“Look at me” he said not stoping for a second

“Nghh”

“Look at me” he lifted his body to talk down to me “will you do as you’re told?”

“Y-yes”

“What?” He said with a pierced gaze

“Yes, mon emperour”

“Hmmm” he rubbed his fingers slowly “gosh… look how wet you are already…” he played with his fingers paying close attention to the shine. Looked up to find my eyes gazing at him “very well then…”

Letting my wrist free, he played with my lips, I was looking at him, he traced his digit around my upper lip with a mesmerised look, finally putting it inside my mouth for me to suck on it. We were gazing at each other while I sucked his fingers, like our own unique staring contest. With a tired look on his face napoleon sighed. Unbuckling his belt.

I put my hands around his neck, pulling towards a passionate kiss, while he rubbed himself against me, pulling my thighs high and finally penetrating me. I hugged him even tighter, with my arms and legs, and he was holding me while thrusting with all his might.

I could feel my senses go numb as I felt napoleon going harder while he was cumming. I felt as if melting in his arms.

He laid me on the floor, on his knees in front of me, his eyes sparkled as jade, and I stared right inside them. Until napoleon noticed… his pearl like semen overflowing in between my legs, dripping on the floor. I gently put my hand on his cheeks and kissed him.

“Look at me”

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God! This was hard!

This is my first ever posted fanfic

The first napoleon fic and the first nsfw too

I’m not used to it, so I’m sorry about the lack of terms and words, but I was in a insomniac episode and had to write something

English is not my first language btw

But I hope someone likes this

And I just want to thank this fandom, there are so many talented people here and I can’t help but to be inspired by you! I’m not even close to where I’d like to be, but this is my first step.

[mytragedyperson]

Honestly TCF/LCF is great. I'm rereading it from the beginning, I've never actually finished it, but honestly the amount of times Cale just wanders off for hours, last seen in the slums or a random tea shop and just comes home with a Choi Han or two children from the Cat Tribe and just no one questions it. The only one who does is Hans but even then it's just wanting to care for the kittens. That I understand, he had no way of knowing they're cat tribe but Ron knows from the second he sees them and just doesn't question how, why, where and when he met these cat tribe children . And it's similar for choi han. We know he saw him coming in the gate and Deruth and Hans got the tragic backstory, but none of them questioned why exactly he was in the residential area near the gate to stumble across him in the first place. Also for a second I forgot Cale was 18 and just imagined Beacrox seeing Cale going in the slums and shortly after reappearing with cat tribe children and just thinking Cale had like had children with a cat tribe person, especially since Hong has red hair. I forget how old Hong actually is at the beginning so that didn't help matters. The way he just picks up strays. Like he randomly decides to smuggle Taylor and Cage into the capital, which I imagine is a crime, but literally no one with him questions this decision and tries to say hey maybe don't do this illegal thing. And again I get Ron and Beacrox not reacting, ones an assassin and the other is a torture expert. But the fact that Hilsman, Hans and anyone else with them is just on board with this plan? Like don't disagree with it, don't question it, just go along with it? I get that Cales their young master but everyone just immediately goes along with his plans no matter how insane they are and only really have a problem when Cales plan includes I do something that results in me getting hurt or passing out, which, to be fair, in the first hundred chapters, usually isn't actually part of the plan, it just kind of happens. Meanwhile Cale is just in denial, acting like the sane one. Let me tell you, when people you consider insane are all surrounding you and following plans, chances are you're not as sane or normal as you think.

Also if you for whatever reason have a problem with me using Beacrox instead of Vicross or calling it Trash of the Counts family instead of lout of the counts family. That was the first translation I've seen. This also means I may call Rain City Western City because that's what it says in the translation I'm reading. I don't think it's a big deal but I saw a tweet complaining about it and particularly calling it Trash of the counts family instead of lout of the counts family, which confused me because I knew it as that first and so, when I was reading fanfiction and saw the name Vicross Molran I was like who? I can't have met them yet. I've since learned this is Beacrox Molan, and Beacrox is what I call him. I won't apologise it because that would be dumb but I want it to be noted that this is all purely die to the translation I'm reading

[redskull199987]

Guess who finally watched Dune Part II :D

!SPOILERS!

Ya'll, this movie sigle-handedly made me realize again just how much I love movies. It was so fucking awesome. Every littel Part about it

Let's start with the acting. And Oh boy, Every single actor and actress did their job perfectly. Everything felt so real. The Moment Paul drank the Water of Life??? You could literally see how he changed, how he embraced the fact that he is the Lissan Al-Gaib, the acting was literally perfect. And then there is freaking Austin Butler

This man has portrayed Feyd-Rautha so perfectly. When I read the Book, that was literally how I imagined him, it was awesome

Talking of Feyd-Rautha, the fight scene between him and Paul??? It was so good, my jaw literallly dropped when I saw it. The moment they stabbed each other being a reference to Part I where Gurney and Paul trained together, just chefs kiss.

Also, hear me out on Lady Jessica. I was so exited to see her become the Sayyadina. That transition from being a loving Mother to an Almost cult-like religous leader that pushes Paul into a direction of her wishes. It was portrayed beautifully. Let alone her character and Costume design. It was breathtaking.

Another thing that really blew my mind again, was the Soundtrack. Seriously, who let Hans Zimmer cook this hard?? The Soundtrack was literally one of the reasons I was so exited for Part II and was not dissapointed.

Let's also not forget the Scene where Paul rode on Shai Hulud for the first time. My jaw was literally on the Floor the entire Time. That was also one of the scenes, I was most exited for and man, I wanted to stand up and clap after it because it was so fucking awesome. The fact alone that the Fremen ride on the Sandworms has me giddy like a little kid.

And of course, the End, the beginning of the holy war. I must admit, I have not read past the first Book yet, but I am most exited to start now and I really hope that the Franchise gets continued. The final scenes just had so much power in them, you could almost feel the tension in the air, with Paul becoming the Emporer and leading the Fremen into battle. It was just mind-blowing.

[phxntmhv]

babygirling grown men

i wanted to experiment a little, so these two were the best options as always i loveeee them so much <3

[kumeko]

A/N: For the Rowoon Runaway zine! I loved writing this, it was just so fun writing as poor, pathetic Hans (I too would love for the cats to adore me, and I too would also be scorned by them XD Truly the realest one of them all).

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Special Correspondent on the Royal Gala

Any good butler knows his duties, and first and foremost amongst them is attending to all of their master’s needs. That is no different for yours truly. Whether it is ensuring your charge wakes up in the morning, feeding his adorable cats, or even just making sure nothing is broken in a drunk bout, a butler is always within reach. Unfortunately, there are some places even the best of servants cannot breach, such as the royal gala. Even most nobles are unable to enter the event and the invitations are scarce and hard to get a hold of.

And yet, of all people, my master managed to make it on the list. Sometimes I wonder if he has uncanny luck or knowledge or both.

Not that his luck is holding on right now during the carriage jam in front of the royal palace. There is only one place for the carriages to drop off their illustrious passengers and a long line up of carriages waiting to get there. My master is currently sitting in his carriage, slouching against the door as he idly gazes out the window. At least he’s not angry about the delay. Though he might be grumpy about the lack of alcohol. 

If he is, I hope he holds out long enough for us to reach the palace entrance. 

There is not much for even a good butler to do now. The coachman has the reins, the footman is hanging off the door, and I am forced to sit up here and wait because my master is sometimes cruel and likes to deprive me of my alone time with the cutey lil kitti cats and children in our house who require my special attention. 

However, there is a lot for a special correspondent to do. For those who cannot witness this spectacle themselves, I shall do my best to let you feel like you’ve witnessed it yourself. The royal family is already inside, though I did catch a glimpse of Crown Prince Alver earlier at the palace balcony. His Highness was as radiant as the sun, partially due to his golden hair, and partially due to his smile. His white uniform and golden tassels lent him an air of grace and nobility. A proper model of what a young master should be. My young master refused to look out the window when I pointed him out so I suppose that image will only be in my memory. 

Princess Rosalyn was amongst the first to enter the castle, her signature red curls pinned up elegantly. With a red dress, she was the very image of a rose. A tired rose; she did not seem excited to enter. Though I wonder how she got there before us considering she is residing as a guest of my master…perhaps she did not want strange rumours floating about. It is hardly befitting for a young lady to travel alone with a man, let alone the sometimes famous and other times infamous young master of Heintuse. 

Currently, Lord Neo Tolls and Lord Venion Sten are exiting their shared carriage. I am sure I am not imagining the black aura curling around their carriage or the rotten stench from it. I feel sorry for their horses. Even their outfits are lacking. Lord Neo’s green vest looks like it was scratched up by wolv wild animals. Not that I would know that from first-hand experience, since I only care for wuvy kitt cats. They also scratch, but out of love. But if they were more violent and enthusiastically destroyed clothing, that is what it would look like. Lord Venion looks marginally better. Marginally.

Oh, no wonder Lord Venion looks like he has an upset stomach! His elder brother, Lord Taylor Sten is also here! As usual, Lord Taylor looks as calm as can be even while meeting the filth of humanity his estranged brother. Only the finest things for the potential young heirs and while Lord Taylor does not have his customary wheelchair these days, he does take to walking around with an ornate cane. His legs are still weak from disuse. I wonder if he imagines hitting his brother with his cane. I would love to see it. It has a nice, gold head; it could do damage. Lord Taylor is also wearing a white suit with gold trimming. Maybe he’s trying for a ‘who wore it better’ situation between him and Lord Venion. 

It looks like I am not the only one left out of these events! His companion and priestess of death, Kage, is not here as well. Maybe we can throw a cruelly-forgotten-people party. Maybe she’d appreciate talking about the kitti cats.

We are almost there! The carriage in front of us opened its doors, revealing Lord Eric, Lady Amir, and Lord Gilbert. No doubt they wanted to arrive before the lout my master, just in case there were any problems. Lady Amir looks lovely in her simple green dress, almost humble in fact. Meanwhile, Lord Eric’s cleaning his glasses. Maybe Lord Neo dirtied them with his presence. Lord Gilbert cuts a lean figure in his black suit as he waits for us to arrive.

Which is now. Our head butler does know how to pick an outfit. Lord Cale appears sharp as he steps out of the carriage, his red suit several shades darker than his bright red hair. Instead of a bottle in his hand, there is a black coat; is he expecting to get cold? Maybe we should have picked a thicker fabric. 

I might have to stop writing here. Lord Cale just looked up and I am not sure if he saw my notebook, but he did glare. If you are reading this, young master, consider giving a good (great!) butler a raise or at least allow him to bring the kittie lovable cats to wait with him next time.

Signing off,

Hans

[shan-yee]

[𝙵𝚎𝚎𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚒𝚝, 𝚕𝚘𝚟𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚒𝚝, 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚠𝚎 𝚍𝚘] 𝗺𝗮𝘀𝘁𝗲𝗿𝗹𝗶𝘀𝘁

𝘈𝘷𝘢𝘵𝘢𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘺 𝘰𝘧 𝘸𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘤𝘢𝘯𝘰𝘯 ☟︎

☼𝚙𝚑𝚢𝚜𝚒𝚌𝚊𝚕 𝚝𝚘𝚞𝚌𝚑 [𝙻𝚘´𝚊𝚔, 𝙽𝚎𝚝𝚎𝚢𝚊𝚖, 𝚂𝚙𝚒𝚍𝚎𝚛, 𝙰𝚘´𝚗𝚞𝚗𝚐]

☀︎𝚛𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚜𝚑𝚒𝚙 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚖 [𝙻𝚘´𝚊𝚔, 𝙽𝚎𝚝𝚎𝚢𝚊𝚖]

𝘔𝘰𝘳𝘵𝘢𝘭 𝘒𝘰𝘮���𝘢𝘵 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘤𝘢𝘯𝘰𝘯 ☟︎

☼𝙽𝚎𝚠𝚕𝚢 𝚠𝚎𝚍 + 𝚜𝚗𝚎𝚊𝚔 𝚙𝚎𝚎𝚔 [𝙱𝚒-𝚑𝚊𝚗]

☀︎𝚃𝚘𝚡𝚒𝚌 𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚒𝚝𝚜 [𝚂𝚢𝚣𝚘𝚝𝚑, 𝙻𝚒𝚞 𝚔𝚊𝚗𝚐, 𝙱𝚒-𝚑𝚊𝚗, 𝚃𝚘𝚖𝚊𝚜]

☼𝙼𝚊𝚛𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚍 𝚕𝚒𝚏𝚎 + 𝚜𝚗𝚎𝚊𝚔 𝚙𝚎𝚎𝚔 [𝙳𝚊𝚛𝚔!𝙱𝚒-𝚑𝚊𝚗/𝚗𝚜𝚏𝚠]

𝘈𝘶𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘯 𝘉𝘶𝘵𝘭𝘦𝘳 𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘵 ☟︎

☼𝙵𝚎𝚢𝚍-𝚛𝚊𝚞𝚝𝚑𝚊 𝚡 𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚖𝚒𝚜𝚌𝚞𝚘𝚞𝚜!𝚏𝚎𝚖!𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚛 [smut]

☀︎𝙱𝚎𝚗𝚗𝚢 𝚌𝚛𝚘𝚜𝚜 𝚡 𝚏𝚎𝚖!𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚛

☼𝙱𝚎𝚗𝚗𝚢 𝚌𝚛𝚘𝚜𝚜 𝚡 𝚏𝚎𝚖!𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚛 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚝 𝙸𝙸

𝘈𝘳𝘤𝘢𝘯𝘦 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘤𝘢𝘯𝘰𝘯 ☟︎

☀︎𝚅𝚒𝚔𝚝𝚘𝚛 𝚗𝚜𝚏𝚠 𝚊𝚕𝚙𝚑𝚊𝚋𝚎𝚝 [𝚜𝚖𝚞𝚝]

☼𝙴𝚔𝚔𝚘 𝚗𝚜𝚏𝚠 𝚊𝚕𝚙𝚑𝚊𝚋𝚎𝚝 [𝚜𝚖𝚞𝚝]

☀︎𝚃𝚘𝚡𝚒𝚌 𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚒𝚝𝚜 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚍𝚒𝚏𝚏𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚏𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚘𝚖𝚜 1 [𝙴𝚔𝚔𝚘]

☼𝚃𝚘𝚡𝚒𝚌 𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚒𝚝𝚜 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚍𝚒𝚏𝚏𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚏𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚘𝚖𝚜 2 [𝚅𝚒𝚔𝚝𝚘𝚛]

𝘚𝘲𝘶𝘪𝘥 𝘨𝘢𝘮𝘦 𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘵 ☟︎

☀︎𝙹𝚞𝚗-𝙷𝚘 𝚡 𝚅𝙸𝙿!𝚏𝚎𝚖!𝚁𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚛 [𝚜𝚖𝚞𝚝/𝚃𝚆]

𝘊𝘰𝘮𝘪𝘤𝘴 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘤𝘢𝘯𝘰𝘯 ☟︎

☼𝙱𝚘𝚢𝚏𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚍!𝙼𝚊𝚛𝚔 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚌𝚊𝚗𝚘𝚗 [𝙸𝚗𝚟𝚒𝚗𝚌𝚒𝚋𝚕𝚎]

☀︎𝚆𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚌𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚝 ? [𝙳𝙲][𝙱𝚛𝚞𝚌𝚎, 𝙹𝚊𝚜𝚘𝚗, 𝙳𝚒𝚌𝚔, 𝙳𝚊𝚖𝚒𝚊𝚗]

𝘊𝘰𝘮𝘪𝘤𝘴 𝘪𝘮𝘢𝘨𝘪𝘯𝘦 ☟︎

☼𝙰𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚊𝚖𝚎 𝚍𝚊𝚖𝚗 𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚎 [𝙳𝙲][𝙹𝚊𝚜𝚘𝚗, 𝙳𝚒𝚌𝚔, 𝙳𝚊𝚖𝚒𝚊𝚗]

𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘬 𝘪𝘯 𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘨𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘴 ☟︎

☼Bi-han x reader

☀︎mk 1 men x reader x male!reader

[foxysgirl]

igndotcom: The Dune part two vinyl soundtrack features some truly jaw-dropping artwork and includes the full film score by Hans Zimmer.

[sadlynotthevoid]

I'm not sure if I told you guys about the time I dreamed that 20ish Jason Todd died yet again and Death was pissed off because "really? Again? Wtf Batman. The universe doesn't keep reviving your son just so you can see how much he lasts!" And "He has a work to do you know?!". Besides, she's fond of the bright young soul.

So, she calls her uncle to help him. And what you know? Her uncle is the God of Death (because yes, my brain is like that sometimes). They sit to talk and come up with a solution.

First, taking advantage of the effects still present of the last time-space crisis and the spirits protecting the soul, they regress the time of this universe to when Jay had just left All Caste, way before he had came back to Gotham.

Then, Death places Red Hood!Jason's memories on the soul of his younger self. Not too harsh to force his soul to crack, but not too light to let them fall. Just deep enough so he finds them when he meditates.

And by last, God of Death tells the spirits where they should guide the boy to. The perfect place for him.

Where is the best place for a soul who craves for home and safety? Of course, that's with someone who has the heart to care and accept a new loved one and the determination to protect them.

That's how Jason Todd, teenage assassin in an existential crisis, ends up waking up in the softest bed he has ever been in some foreign country. At his side there's a redhead teen sitting in a sofa, a book in his hands and other boy— this one with black hair and pajamas— lying on his lap.

The redhead— Cale, as he presents himself— is mysterious but kind hearted guy. He also knows things. So much so that if he weren't as he is, Jason would suspect. As things are, he knows he's just used to collect information. A bit like a bat, but not quite. A bat would plan how to use it against the possible enemy. Cale? Well, he doesn't even bother to hide what he realized about him. He's also ridiculously casual about it.

Who offers an assassin if they want their hidden weapons back? This guy, apparently.

Jason only knows he's not totally unconscious because at one point an old guy entered with tea and pastries for the three and Cale, the little shit, choose that moment to reassure Jason.

"Don't worry. My butler is an assassin too and we don't treat him different for it."

The old geezer almost let got the porcelain teapot to the floor. Though, points for him for recovering so fast.

"Young master? May this Ron know who you would be talking about?"

"Hm? Who do you think? Hans? The only thing he can kill is Rok Soo's humor. It's you, obviously."

"..."

Rok Soo, the sleeping beauty complex guy pretending to be asleep on Cale's lap, was sweating badly. If everyone in the room weren't already aware he was clearly pretending, someone may had thought he was ill.

Later on, he realizes there was a reason Cale had said that at that moment.

He's looking at the butler subtly terrorize the boys to behave, treating the siblings like two particularly mischievous puppies. Then he turns around and uses the same tune to advise him to be careful with his wounds. And that's when he thinks 'Oh. He doesn't see me as a menace'.

Of course he doesn't. His employer just confirmed he's aware of his identity— at least partially— and his own nature. The biggest advantage of an assassin is their secrecy. After their identity is exposed, the only reason they won't attack is if the assassin believes the risk is worthy. Telling the assassin he knows he's an assassin was his way to show Jason's own intentions: none.

Jason didn't intend to end up in that field where these teens find him. He didn't intend to be brought in their vacation house. He definitely didn't plan that the people to found him passed out would be whoever these rich guys were.

But he didn't have anything against all of this either.

Well, maybe the wound. He could make it without the blood loose and the soon-to-be scar to add to his collection.

Either way, at least he had a safe place to stay and think. Just think. Because, the memories he saw— what is he supposed to do now that he has his answer?

His da— Bruce. Bruce didn't care for him as much as Jason does for Bruce. Bruce obviously didn't love him as he thought. And certainly, Bruce was way more willingly to harm him than he believed.

And Jason— well, Jason couldn't waste a second life on a man who didn't put hin even at the same level than the Joker of all people. But maybe his expectatives were too high? He hadn't planned what to do if his life was meaningless to him.

So, Jason needed time. Time to ponder and heal. Those things are better done in a safe place.

That's what Jason has in mind when Cale offers him to stay with them.

[inn-redsketchbook]

[gureshinlover]

"Ojou sama. It's time to go to bed"

That butler song started playing in my mind help me 😭😭

[battleshipgarcy]

Inspired by a poll by qqueenofhades...

My Five Favourite Characters

[alien-slushie]

Can we take a moment to appreciate this silly little man?

He's so goofy, and funny, and I love how he interacts with Cale and On and Hong.