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Yandere Silver Headcanons
adhlbfypfqeyvf If you want to know why this is coming out of nowhere... I've been cooking (talking) with friends about this concept for over a month and now I'm going to dump it all onto you 🤡 This interpretation of Yan!Silver is in part based on Elbert Greetia from Ikevil 💀 so uh… be warned…
Regular Silver, staring at this monstrosity: 😨 TRIGGER WARNINGS: (slow burn) yandere themes, (unintended) emotional manipulation, gaslighting, spying/stalking, unhealthy possessiveness and obsession, mentions of blood, (Silver’s) delusions, minor character death
***PLEASE NOTE: writing yandere content is NOT the same as supporting or approving of these behaviors irl. This is also NOT what I believe Silver is canonically like; this is only meant to be a creative reimagining/"what if" scenario.***
Curiouser and Curiouser...
It all starts off like a fairy tale come true. But like Hansel and Gretel stumbling upon the witch’s candy house or a frog set into a simmering pot, the heat—the horror—isn’t fully cranked up in the very beginning. A dream doesn’t start like a nightmare, the nightmare comes later. And you, like the fool you are, were lured in by the promise of sweets and a prince.
The boy you've been crushing on for the last several weeks shyly approaches you and confesses. Handsome, earnest Silver takes your hands in his and gives you that lopsided smile you've been admiring from a distance. He swears himself to you as your loyal partner, vowing to protect you from the things that slither in the dark and prey on the unsuspecting. To keep you from hurt and sadness forever and ever.
You're giddy—positively over the moon and the stars—to finally (and proudly!) call yourself his. Every time you look at him, you swear it feels like a thousand butterflies are fluttering in your chest, or like you’re losing yourself in the aurora of his eyes.
You tell him his eyes are mystifying and unique, that they’re something you could stare at forever. He doesn’t seem to get it at first, but is pleased nevertheless and thanks you for the compliment.
It’s not until a few weeks later that the ramifications come. One day, out of the blue, Silver gifts you with a piece of jewelry (a ring, a necklace, an earring, etc; whatever your preference is!). Embedded in it is a clear gemstone that refracts the light in pastel pink, baby blue, and pale purple… exactly like his eyes.
He helps you secure it on for the first time and oh, how gentle his touch is as his fingers brush against your skin. Silver gives that small smile that melts your heart. “There. This way, you’ll always have ‘me’ watching over you,” he says, lightly tapping the aurora-colored jewel, “even if I am not right at your side.”
Sometimes you feel Silver’s own gaze lingering on you too. You know him to be an airhead or half asleep most of the time, so the thought never occurs to you that this spacey behavior is odd. But once or twice, when you’re stealing glances back at him, you notice a seriousness set in his eyes, a darkness creeping into the light. The same deadset look that scares off children and makes others mistake him for someone far more aggressive than he actually is, you think.
He lingers close when you walk to and class together, his protective instincts sending him into action to catch you if you so much as stumble, and remove errant leaves and petals that tumble onto your hair. “I have you,” he reassures you, oblivious to the electricity in his touch and how it makes you leap. “Don’t worry.”
Silver acts as though you’re as delicate as glass and as pure as freshly fallen snow. It’s not uncommon for him to praise your positive traits (while totally overlooking your flaws) or talk about how good of a person you are—and that also drives him to keep you that way. Untouched, untroubled. He’s so quick to steer you away from stressful situations or charging in to settle an issue himself, typically by talking down the aggressors. That’s thoughtful of him… right?
He has the habit of falling asleep on you when he gets to be comfortable. You usually don’t mind it, but sometimes he gets a little too clingy in his sleep. It’s hard to pry him off when he looks so peaceful and mutters your name under his breath while he has your body in a death grip.
Silver takes you on quiet nature strolls. You often drift off the beaten path and wander deep into the woods behind NRC, far, far away from the other students and staff. The sun sinks and sinister sounds come from the dark—you get nervous and leap into his arms, asking Silver if you should turn back now. He agrees every time, walking you back and wishing you sweet dreams. By the time you collapse into your bed from exhaustion, you don’t realize he has stolen you away for the entire day for himself.
It’s strange. You start to get the sense that you’re seeing Silver in your dreams just as much as you see him in the waking world. Rarely do you fully recall the details of your dreams, but there’s always that vague feeling of catching a flash of silver hair or feeling the heat of his eyes uncomfortably pressing into you when you wake up.
You tell him about this and joke that maybe he’s using his UM to haunt your dreams. “It���s impossible. You’re not Rook-senpai,” you laugh. He chuckles at the idea. But oh, how weird. Somehow the conversation tends to steer toward whatever you happened to recall of last night’s dreams. If Rook appeared in your dream, Silver coincidentally slips him into the discussion. Lightly probing questions like, “What is your opinion of Rook-senpai?” and, “Are you comfortable around him?”
Silver tells you about the stories his father has shared with him from his travels. Many are folklore from different regions in Twisted Wonderland, but more recently he has been fixated on fairy tales from the Shaftlands. “A couple finds true love and live happily ever after, nothing able to tear them apart…” he says dreamily. “It sounds just like us.”
Silver appears stoic on the outside, but you know that’s not the case. A few months into the relationship, you become acutely aware of his insecurities and his low self-worth. Not strong enough, not long-lived enough, not alert enough, not… enough. He will never be able to repay his debt to his father, Silver has confided in you many times.
“It’s okay. You’re here now, and you’re doing your best to keep the people you love safe.” You do your best to soothe him in those moments of weakness, for which he is thankful for. With shining eyes, auroras in the dark, he whispers, “You’re so kind to me.” Raptly, as if beholding a higher being. “What did I do to deserve someone like you…?” And there it is again, that seriousness, the light fleeing from him, as he vows to repay your kindness.
You’re acquainted with Silver’s animal companions and get along with them. Now you’re noticing them everywhere, not just around Silver. In fact, you see them without Silver. Birds in the trees, a rabbit hopping alongside you, the stag poking its head out from the bushes.
Then those animals reappear when you meet up with Silver later, looking all innocent, while Silver asks you about your day. If there’s a slight discrepancy (due to poor memory) or a detail you overlooked, he’ll gently correct you or clarify. “Blueberry muffin? As I recall, you had a cranberry muffin for a midmorning snack.”/“Ah, you forgot to mention you asked Ace if you could borrow a pencil for the exam.” You blink, surprised. How did he come upon all that information? How can he recite your day better than you can? It doesn’t hit you until much later that his animal friends have been serving as his eyes and ears.
He sincerely apologizes to you when you confront him about it. “Please tell them I don’t appreciate them snooping!” you cry out. Silver promises he’ll ask them to curb their curiosity—and while it’s true that you no longer see the animals following you, you can still feel their beady gazes around every bend and corner. Paranoia claws at your scalp, and you try to calm your doubts with one thought: No way would Silver be encouraging this. I must be imagining things.
You try to get your mind off of your worries by hanging out with your classmates. Sebek, ever boisterous and over-the-top, uplifts your mood. Pretty soon, you’re chatting away with him at the lunch table (even if he loudly refers to you as a HUMAN), paying no mind to the shadow that has fallen over it until a deadly quiet voice speaks up.
“Sebek.” It is so cold, so hollow, it startles both you and Sebek when you realize the speaker is Silver. “I don’t like it when you talk with them like that.” Sebek makes to say sorry to his fellow knight—or is it to challenge him? You never find out, for Silver has grabbed you by the wrist and is yanking you away from him.
He doesn’t let go until you’re in a secluded area of the courtyard. There’s a red mark left behind, and it causes tears to well up in him. Silver collapse like a house of cards. He’s extremely apologetic—he has hurt you, hasn’t he? He failed to protect you. How terrible. He shouldn’t have done that, shouldn’t have been so petty and jealous.
It breaks your heart to see Silver a mess, blaming himself so profusely for what happened. You do whatever you can to calm him, and eventually the conversation somehow turns to you accepting some fault. It’s not, though, the little nagging voice in your head protests. You silence it, prioritizing the emotionally vulnerable Silver. “I’m sorry, I should have considered your feelings and avoided giving Sebek the wrong message. I’ll avoid getting all buddy-buddy with him in the future, okay?”
And it happens again, again, again. One by one, your friends are cut off from you in a similar manner. It’s always something they do or say that concerns your boyfriend, something that impedes or disrupts that pristine, picturesque fairy tale he has laid out in his head.
Silver’s presence in your life becomes increasingly invasive, like unwanted briars creeping into a garden, thorns cutting off your access to air. He’s soon consuming every second of your day, whether physically beside you or planted in your worried thoughts like a demon disguised as a guardian angel. You can’t do anything anymore without feeling anxious and watched.
He starts to talk about… strange things. Tall towers, glass coffins, the bars of a bird cage. All manner of motifs pulled from fairy tales, items and places meant to keep a character shackled and stowed away from the world. “I feel bad for the person locked up in them,” you’d tell him. “Sometimes,” Silver murmurs mysteriously, “people will take drastic measures to protect the ones they love.” You cannot explain why, but those exchanges leave you feeling immensely uneasy.
You timidly share your experiences with people you think are safe. Silver’s dorm members, his friends, his family. The people who know him best, who can maybe talk some sense into him. To your dismay, your concerns fall upon deaf ears. You earn many blank looks and dismissive comments, all citing Silver’s good nature. (“He loves you very much. This is his way of demonstrating that, he’s just sort of clumsy with it. Give him another chance.”/“That doesn’t sound like him. Are you sure you’re remembering it correctly?”/“You’re overreacting.”)
It beats down your spirit, starts to make you question your own judgment. You second-guess your words and actions. Is your perception of reality right when everyone else is telling you that you’re wrong, that Silver could never harm a fly.
Then comes the guilt like a wave crashing into you as you think about all the good times you’ve had together. Rose-colored days under a balmy blue sky. Your thoughts are like a brewing storm, and every evening when you tuck into bed, dread, unease, and uncertainty follow you.
You’re waking from the lovely dream that was a whirlwind romance, seeing Silver for the imperfect and obsessive person that he is. Unfortunately, you don’t have the heart to bring up the tough subject with him. He looks so darn happy with you, continues to dote on you and act the part of a valiant knight. Your mouth will open, then close again before any words can come out. It hurts, it hurts, and it is eating you up from the inside out.
You bottle it up for Seven knows how long, but it comes torrenting out one night. Silver is walking you home as per usual when you blurt out the suggestion of taking a break from each other. He stills, hurt crumpling his face. And then he has you by the shoulders, softly demanding to know what is wrong, has someone made you feel unwell? You, it’s you, you’re suffocating me, you want to say, but you cannot.
Silver presses and you resist, the two of you taking up the middle of main street with your desperate quarrel. He’s becoming increasingly frantic and desperate, his eyes dark and obsessive. It’s then that a passing mob student angrily speaks up, giving you a rough shove. You meet the hard ground, pain shooting through you. “Move already!” he gruffly stomps by—but he’s caught by Silver, his expression like clouds that have drowned out the moon. “You put your hands on them just now,” he says evenly. “Please apologize.”
“Like hell I will! They shouldn’t have been in my way,” the mob student grumbles. He attempts to leave but to no avail. There’s Silver walling off his escape route, an icy fury overtaking him.
You can’t bring yourself to watch what happens next. Wrenching your face away, you do your best to block out the horrible noises that come. The crunching of bones, the dull thud of flesh against something solid, agonized screaming. And then it’s silent.
You slowly gather the courage to dare a look at the scene. The world tilts, and bile rises in your throat. Silver calmly stands over a fallen figure. The street—and him—are painted in red. The mob student isn’t moving. Not anymore.
He smiles. The small, awkward one that once made your head buzz and cheeks flame. It only yields a gaping hole in your heart now. Silver strolls toward you, caked in blood but acting as though he isn’t.
You’re too paralyzed with fear to attempt backing away or rejecting his advances when Silver tenderly embraces you. You tremble violently, hiccups and tears spilling out.
A hand strokes your hair, his voice a lullaby to soothe you. “Shhh, shhh, shhh, it’s okay. You’re safe. I took care of the big, scary monster. You don’t need to look at it—it’s not fit for your eyes.”
Silver holds you and allows you to sob until you’ve tired yourself out and into a dream. He will carry you home, setting you down on your mattress like laying a corpse in its glass coffin and taking in the sight of you from the foot of the bed.
Not realizing that he, the knight, is the monster that keeps his beloved in a gilded cage. His arms and body, the bars that lock you in. Irony is a cruel mistress, and twisted is the love that it propagates.
#twisted wonderland#twst#twst x reader#Silver x Reader#twst headcanons#twisted wonderland headcanons#Reader#self insert#Sebek Zigvolt#something no one asked for#yandere#disney twisted wonderland#disney twst#twst en#twisted wonderland en#ikevil#Ikemen Villains#Elbert Greetia#tw // yandere#tw // emotional manipulation#tw //gaslighting#tw // stalking#tw // possessiveness#tw // blood#tw // delusions#tw // death
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Friendly reminder that Dreamworks villains are superior.
#kung fu panda#puss in boots#httyd#how to train your dragon#shrek#trollhunters#dreamworks#dreamworks villains#only the OLD Disney villains can compete#lord shen#tail lung#death puss in boots#pitch black
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Captain Hook slaying Tick-Tock, by animator Doug Compton
Source : John Hardel on twitter
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King Magnifico Backstory : Part One
Ok! Here goes part one for my ideas for Magnifico’s backstory with the DisneyVerse! I based it on the fairytale “The Carnation/ The Pink” as recorded by the Brothers Grimm, the tale of a young man who’s every wish comes true…
Link to the fairytale I’ve based this on here
Once upon a time, a lonely, childless queen wished upon a star, and the star answered. The Fairy of the star said that for the Queen’s great kindness and pure heart, the child would be blessed with beauty, charm and that he would have the power to grant the wishes of his people, in order to bless the kingdom he would one day inherit.
(This is me justifying that “Mirrors love my face/got these genes from outer space��� line xD)
The queen was overjoyed with her son, and marveled at the magic he already displayed. She intended to keep his gift secret from the kingdom until he was older, in order to protect him, but it was too late. Word of his gift had leaked out, and one day the child was kidnapped.
He grew up under the watchful eye of his “parents”, granting them whatever they desired, wish after wish, day after day. Gowns and jewels, a manor house on the kingdom’s border, a fleet of fine hunting hounds to tear up the countryside. A covering of protection from any who might try and discover their whereabouts.
The child gave it all to them, for he felt the power of Love inside him when he used the gift that was meant to bless, and thought the love came from them.
They told him to never be selfish and wish for himself, though this was only to keep him from one day wishing in anyway that might undermine them. They lived in luxury and he in loneliness, for they of course allowed none to get to close to their prize lest another steal their good fortune.
Finally though, when the boy had become a youth, his loneliness became too great, and he wished deep in his heart for companionship. And the wish was granted. A beautiful young woman stood before him, shocked to be suddenly in a strange place before a strange man. But the youth was so comely, and spoke to her kindly and with assurances she would be safe with him, that soon she lost her fear. She still wished to return home, but the youth persuaded her to remain with him a while longer.
(He’s not evil yet obviously, but he’s always been a smooth guy and now he’s got a taste of having something he wants he’s loath to let it go. Which is understandable but can and will of course turn darker…)
For a time the youth hide the girl within the hallow of the pink rose bush in the center of the garden, and their loved bloomed with the roses they both found sanctuary in.
But eventually they were discovered by the youth’s “Father”. The boy confessed he had wished for a companion, and the man feigned acceptance. He asked the girl her name and origin, and she told him she was called Amaya, and that she hailed from the Kingdom of Córdoba. Upon further questioning, the man realized his stolen ‘son’s wish had pulled a woman to him from a completely different world.
Realizing the youth’s power would soon grow out of any control they could exact over him, the man and his wife determined to cut their losses and finally do away with him, lest their treachery be uncovered. Unbeknownst to them, the youth had overheard their plot, and began to plot his vengeance against the people he had believed to have been his parents.
Meanwhile, the leacherous man had taken a fancy to the girl, Amaya. He told her that if she aided him in getting rid of the youth he would aide her in returning back to her own world. Amaya had no interest in either the foul man nor in betraying the youth she had come to love, but she knew if she did not do as the man asked both she and her lover would be killed. So she took the heart of one of the man’s beloved hounds and brought it to him, claiming it to be the heart of the youth.
She rejected the man’s advances though, refusing him vehemently and reminding him their bargain was for him to help her to return home. Pretending to accept her rejection, the man waited until night to steal into her rooms within the manor, with a dagger drawn to plunge into the sleeping girl.
But he was met with the livid face of his erstwhile ‘son’ instead.
“So, ‘Father’, at last you show your true face. Your heart is a coal of envy, your wishes are cruel and selfish, you would take and kill with no more thought then your beloved hunting dogs do. So I wish that your outward self might reflect the beast within you!”
And with those words, the man’s bones shook and snapped, his hair darkened and spread, and soon enough a great beast spawns tearing around the manner, fire pouring from its insides as it burned all the ill gotten gains in the manor, and itself along with it.
The youth attempted to return to his true mother, but tragedy has struck while he grew up ignorant of his heritage. The King, furious that the son he had waited so long for had been stolen, blamed the Queen for the tragedy, and locked her within a doorless tower. A bird came twice a day to bring her food, but her heart was broken, and she eventually wasted away. The people, who had loved the kind queen, rose up against the cruel king, and the kingdom was left broken and destroyed.
The youth had no wish to stay in this place, full of the memories of all the good that had been destroyed by two greedy thieves. The youth, a man now, innocence scorched from him, kept a part of the banner that once hung in the grand hall to remind himself the folly of granting the wishes of the undeserving
He was ready however to grant the wish of the one who had not betrayed him, his beloved Amaya. Her wish brought them a ship that would carry them across the waves of sea and space, and together they sailed off into another world…
Edit: Part 2
#my art#disneyverse#disney#wish 2023#disney wish#king magnifico#queen amaya#amaya x magnifico#the pink fairytale#the carnation fairytale#the brothers grimm#villain backstory#disney villains#the blue fairy#who was very young when this all happened#and meant well but it didn’t go so well :/#cw body horror#cw death#wish movie#wishing star#disney fanart#disney fanfiction#wish fanart#wish fanfic
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When the coffee runs out!
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#this movie was dreamwork living up their founding purpose: eating disney's lunch#puss n boots the last wish#death puss in boots#mickey mouse#dreamworks#disney#bring back the disney villains!#ps#for the record I did not intend him to kill mickey only scare him
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Does your favorite character need to be put inside tupperware? Do they deserve to be in stupid gay little baby jail?
Well, look no further! Send an ask with the character's name and which fandom they're from, and I will make sure to seal them away. 🔥
#favorite characters#Mario#A hat in time#villainous#my little pony#everhood#one piece#poppy playtime#garten of banban#cookie run#trying to think of all the fandoms I know of is hard 😞#disney#fnaf#undertale#deltarune#among us#supernatural#warrior cats#minecraft#genshin impact#pokemon#final fantasy xiv#animal crossing#rick & morty#the last of us#the legend of zelda#the simpsons#death note#studio ghibli#halo
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Favorite Meticulous Schemer Villains
David Xanatos - Since the dawn of fiction, villains have always been obsessed with what they seek to gain. What makes David Xanatos from Gargoyles such a stand-out villain is that he also dares to obsess over what he might lose....and then over what he might gain in the process of losing. That's Xanatos' claim to fame: setting the board in ways where he might succeed in his villainous endeavors, but if he fails then he will be guaranteed to still gain something from the experience that he can use to win at a later time. He picks his battles carefully, keeps his enemies closer than friends, and is a wealthy capitalist who does not believe in zero-sum games: even the loser can gain advantages and build up their assets so that they can emerge the ultimate winner. And through all of this he's so suave and charming, while at his core still being a vulnerable human being with his own share of fears and loves. Jonathan Frake's voice is the cherry on top of what is the quintessential Magnificent Bastard.
Light Yagami - "Just as planned!" or "Exactly according to plan!" or "All according to keikaku!* (Translator's note: Keikaku means plan)" were popularized by this guy for a reason. While Xanatos' meticulous scheming is more or less in his nature, Light's is a matter of circumstance - as an unidentified but extremely wanted serial killer, he has to think long-term and be quick to adapt short-term in order to avoid being caught. And the kind of schemes he concocts, the sheer breadth and audacity of his planning...it really needs to be seen to be believed. His worldly knowledge, ability to be charismatic enough to manipulate people as pawns, and of course the Death Note in his possession are all invaluable tools in Light's arsenal, and boy does he make the most of them. And at such a young age, as well! What David Xanatos was for the West, Light was for the East: a true trailblazer in intelligent villainy.
#Disney#Gargoyles#Death Note#David Xanatos#Light Yagami#Evil#Villains#Opinion#Analysis#My All-Time Favorite Villains
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oh the funniest part to me is that it wasn't even on anon. i was reading some of your old posts and you were agreeing with someone about vacuo stuff and i wondered if they had any other rwby takes so i went onto their blog's rwby tag and WHAM! "some fans say TERRIBLE things like [direct paraphrasing of you]".
the second funniest part to me is that a bit further back theyre like "im so mad grr because they have sensible takes except for the salem apologia" and its like, saying that about the salem apologia guy is really funny first of all, but also if they like the rest of your takes that much then what even is the problem. i like your analysis a lot but theres some stuff i disgaree on cos there's bound to be and i just simply don't loudly announce it. like grrr hiss farran is so based and correct except for that thing she said last tuesday, grr this means she's evil. like okay?
snrk. oh that one
(salem hater entering the salem apologia house) by TALOS this cant be happening!
yeah it’s funny. obviously i don’t need or expect everyone to agree with every aspect of my reading of the story—come to that there are no end of arguments i’ve made that i’m dissatisfied with and it isn’t like i haven’t changed my mind about anything or discarded ideas that i felt on reflection weren’t really supported by the text, or flat out had major theories disproven—but the sympathetic reading of salem is the central conceit, here. if i turned out to be incorrect on the matter of salem 1. still wanting freedom, not annihilation, 2. being justified in her rebellion against the brothers, and 3. having…emotional depth at all, i would consider the rest of my analysis to be null and void because it’s all predicated on those presuppositions. you can’t rip out the foundation and expect the house to keep standing!
like jenga
also sidebar i like how your url is just
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Interviewer: You need an alibi, you call Brasso, need your car pushed out of a ditch, call Brasso. Sibtain: Yeah, and as I say, it was really difficult for me to approach that kind of role, you know, 'coz that's not me at all! [filthy chuckle]
Joplin Sibtain and Muhannad Bhaier at Star Wars Celebration LIVE April 2023 (pt 1, pt 2) [full interview on yt]. He's convinced himself he's usually a villain, I'm not so sure though...
#ok *most* recent stuff is quite villainous - death in paradise etc#but he's still doing himself down#or just hoping someone will bring up the sarah jane adventures maybe#joplin sibtain#chook sibtain#brasso#star wars celebration#swc 2023#muhannad bhaier#andor#andor cast#star wars cast#andor series#disney andor#my gifs#interviews
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Dawson fullbody! I don't draw him very often on account of him usually having been thoroughly killed* in my Hollywood related plots at least once, but he is in fact my personal-canon successor to Baron Isaac Abrams in VtM:B.
Where is Isaac? How did Mr Dawson get voted in? Doesn't matter. What does matter is that there is now a Dominate-Malkavian in charge of Hollywood and he is so so lucid guys! He's so not crazy! Not like the other girls (Malks)!
Don't ask him about the Cobweb though or you may find yourself on the road two days later with a wiped memory, halfway to Albuquerque, and the unpleasant feeling that something is watching you from now until you die...
(*he was killed last time because it turned out he was somewhat of an Infernalist and definitely using more Dark Thaumaturgy than is actually legal anywhere in Kindred society.) (except he didn't even have the grace to stay dead. he was turning up as a brain ghost in Knox, Halley and dear Elizabeth's heads...)
#wod#world of darkness#vtm#vampire the masquerade#baron dawson#my art#meka art#malkavian#dominate malkavian#anarch#he's a bastard#but he's my demon-worshipping bastard#I keep bringing him back just to get killed#as it should be#give that villain a good ol disney death#character fullbody
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Sorry but the sadness in Luke’s face when Percy realized he was the lightning there! Then again when Annabeth defended Percy over siding with him……
Will haunt my dreams I suppose. That was ROUGH, and so so good!
#such a good way of showing that he’s not just a villain#I really got the sense that he’s this misguided kid#that he’s doing what he thinks he has to#but it hurts#and seeing his arc will be the death of me I suppose#disney#percy jackon and the olympians#percy jackson#percy pjo#pjo#pjo disney+#pjo fandom#pjo hoo toa#pjo series#pjo spoilers#annabeth chase#luke castellan#grover underwood#percy and grover#percy series#percy and annabeth
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Kill the notion that Star Wars needs to step away from force users. I don’t know about you, but I love to see space wizards fight with glowy swords. The only thing that needs to change is the good/evil dichotomy of the Light and Dark sides of the Force. Give us a show about a Padawan who tries her hardest to be a great Jedi so she buries her emotions so deep within herself that she loses herself and becomes complacent with Jedi/Senate corruption and turns to the dark side to reconnect with herself and rediscover what made her want to be a Jedi in the first place. Give us the story about a child who’s sibling is taken by the Jedi so they ally with a Sith to break into the Jedi Temple and rescue their sibling. Give us a movie about a Dark Lady of the Sith and her apprentice defending their home planet from being absorbed into a sector of the Republic where their historical oppressors would hold their seat in the Senate.
All those stories could feature epic clashes between Force Wielders without contributing to the perceived stagnation of Star Wars shows featuring Jedi and Sith.
#star wars#the jedi#the sith#the Force#I will never forgive Disney for canceling the ONE show that seemed to be doing this#adding complex characters and interpretations of the Force does not make Luke less heroic or Sidious less evil#if anything it makes them more heroic/villainous#Luke isn’t heroic because he’s a Jedi he’s a Jedi that chose to be heroic#Sidious isn’t evil because he’s a Sith he’s evil because he took an extremist interpretation of the Sith Code to justify tyranny#to me the Sith Code is all about getting in touch with oneself and resisting the boxes society tries to shove you in#through strength I gain power/through power I gain victory is the only line that can be interpreted to justify might makes right#but immediately after it says through victory my chains are broken/the Force will set me free#how I’m the world does that justify oppression and tyranny#it’s literally breaking away from societal expectations#and Qimir understands this#he just wants to love Osha and use the Force without being hunted by the Jedi#does he do bad things like murder? yes but when the government wants to kill you for your religious beliefs you can’t be a perfect victim#but he also does good things like helping Mae after the death of her entire family and keeps Osha safe and loved after she killed Sol#I need more Sith like him because he gets it#Dooku I think got it for a while before he was twisted into villainy by Sidious
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there were many narrative reasons rtd couldn’t bring the master back during the ninth doctor’s run. but on a character level I’m pretty confident nine would’ve just. left him to die when he inevitably got himself in a Situation
#you know like a Disney villain death#yeah yeah I know time war trauma#but I think he would have incredibly limited patience for ‘we’re the last of our kind!’#and would fully lose it if someone threatened rose#doctor who#ninth doctor
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I liked seeing your Toontown headcanons! Do you have any headcanons about the Dip? How it was discovered? What its effects are? Whether all toons are equally terrified of it or whether some see it as a joke? That sort of thing?
Thank you so much for asking!!! And sorry it took me a while to get to this.
I actually do! Not too many, since to me it all seemed pretty laid out in the film. But I do have my thoughts on how it was discovered and how toons reacted to it at first!
The DIP
How it was discovered
As Lt. Santino says, Doom was the one who founded the DIP. So, in my opinion, Doom was the one who created it. But it didn't happen overnight.
To make sure that the toon being dipped would be completely dead, body and soul, Doom had to find the perfect balance of turpentine, acetone, and benzene. Like any creation, there were many 'beta' versions with altered ingredients and measurements. And, just like any creation, Doom had to test each DIP. And what better way to do that than with the toons of Downtown? Toons whose lives wouldn't matter to anyone. At least not anyone important.
Forming a business partnership with the Weasel Gang's leader, Smartass, this process became easier for him. The weasels would do all the hard work, finding the perfect test subjects that wouldn't be missed, and Doom could focus more on perfecting his weapon. It's part of the reason why the Toon Patrol are allowed to carry that vat with them everywhere.
Not to mention that, being a judge, Doom was able to manipulate the media into dismissing these mysterious disappearances around Toontown. Or at least not make too big of a deal about it. And since Valient had long since swore off helping any other toon after his brother's death, the judges corruption was only able to grow further and further.
Once Doom had perfected the DIP, he decided then that there was no point in hiding his true intentions anymore. He had been known as a cruel judge, but he never made the extent of his sense of 'justice' public until everything was ready to fall into plan.
The publics eye
Since the weasels were the most notorious in the Downtown area, and most of the victims came from there, the residents of Downtown Toontown were the toons who were trying to get help. They were the ones who caught on that something wasn't right first. But there wasn't anything they could do, other than try to find their missing loved ones and spread the word that something was going on around town. Even if it did risk their own lives.
The toons in Uptown though, as these missing persons flyers started reaching their part of town, and the rumors could be heard buzzing around their own streets, actually tried to dissmiss these. The missing people, they were sympathetic, yes. But hearing that these disappearances were because of the judge? They didn't want to hear it.
It was no secret that Judge Doom wasn't kind or good. But the thought that any human wanted to kill them? It was a ridiculous notion! The humans love toons! Even if they do think toons are lesser than them. Hardly anyone in Uptown wanted to believe that anybody wanted them destroyed.
Though, as we hear from Roger, eventually the facade was up. And the whole town realized the hard way just how true these rumors were.
This was dark, but I hope you like this! Thank you again for the ask, I greatly enjoyed it ^^
#Toontown#WFRR#Who Framed Roger Rabbit#Judge Doom#Toon Patrol#Disney#Disney Villains#my own headcannons#lore#tw death
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