#he's willing to get hurt for him

[shotmrmiller]

single dad simon would frighten the fucking block into giving bub more than that meager singular bar of chocolate and this is the one time he won't budge even for reader. more candy or he's taking it.

[badlydrawn-brainghostdirk]

BGD: ..!

[ You feel your hand being grabbed, however, you don't pull away. He wouldn't hurt you, right? So, in a poor choice, you move to reach again. Your form shaking as you do. ]

BGD: You don't need him, dude. Especially since you're actually like this.

[ You are a BRAIN GHOST. He can't exactly hurt you, although, now that you have been separated from your host. You're unsure. You pull your hand back, taking a moment before you decide to throw caution to the wind, practically flash stepping to reach it.]

[ This is for his own good. You have to reassure yourself that. This is for *him*. You failed at being a protector once, but you're not about to do it again. This is basically your father figure and you're not about to lose him to some PUPPET.]

BGD: Okay, Bro. This puppet needs to go. The house is a full capacity, he can't lip sync for his life. Whatever metaphor you need but he has to leave. Now.

BGD: ...

[ You notice BRO on the ground with what seems to be a doll of some sorts. Having the knowledge of Dirk Strider, you come to realize that it is LIL' CAL but, not your cal. This one seems wrong. ]

BGD: Bro? Are you okay, dude?

[ You don't wait for a response, mustering up whatever you can to become somewhat solid in appearance. You reach for the doll, having every intention to take it from the man. ]

[ You know that he probably doesn't NEED this, right? ]

BGD: C’mon.. you're scaring me here.

( @badlydrawn-brainghostdirk 🫶 hi slyv hurt the boy idc )

BRO: . . .

[ He's reaching out for you, slow and cautious. As if you were a wild animal. You don't know why, you feel better then you have ever since you've been brought back. ]

[ It takes you a moment to realize who he's really reaching for. You can't let him take Lil' Cal. You can't be so incomplete again, you can't handle it. Cal is your protector, your guardian, if he's gone then you . . . ]

[ You snarl at him viciously. So much for not being an animal. ]

[ . . . You don't want to fight your kid. Cal is telling you that you need to defend yourself and defend him. Why? Ghost wouldn't . . . would he? ]

[ You should just stop thinking. Lil' Cal knows what he's doing, you should trust his judgment . . right? ]

[bluerosefox]

The Drakes

It's been years since the Bats had seen Red Robin much less Tim Drake-Wayne. It started with a rather dumb argument that after years of holding back his tongue and the stress of being a TEENAGE CEO that Tim finally ripped into them.

They were too stunned by the end of his speech, him also admitting that yes he has his own problems and mistakes but at least he's trying to make amends or get over himself unlike others. It was their prolonged silence that was the final straw for him it seemed though, because Tim finally announced he was done, he was done bleeding for those that kept him on the edge of the family and that he wanted to rest, and with that Tim turned and left the Batcave for the final time.

They of course didn't take Tim's retirement announcement seriously, after all Tim was the last person other than Bruce they all believed would ever leave the life of a vigilante and a hero behind, and they all knew Bruce would keep working on the 'mission' even as a frail old man. It took them a few weeks before one of them finally decided to go see Tim and try to... talk about everything he said.

Only when they reached Tim's Nest, they discovered it was empty and he was no where to be found did they realize he was serious. It was a quick call to Wayne Enterprises to see if he was in and Tam no doubt holding back her sharp response to them that she told them that Tim had stepped down from CEO weeks ago and hasn't been heard from since. The one who went to see Tim immediately called the others, which sent many of them onto goose chase of false leads, arguments, and pointing blame.

Despite looking for their long lost Red Robin, he was good at hiding his tracks and any who might have an idea where he could be weren't talking.

So yeah it's been a while since the Bats had heard any news relating to their lost bird.

So imagine their surprise when Ra's latest attempt to upset the balance in their family again (did he want Damian to return as his heir? Take control over Gotham in the shadow? Upset Bruce? None of them honestly knew what his plan was anymore. Same old song and dance) and having captured them all that he brought up Tim to them. Or rather "shame the Detective is going to be late, but I'm sure his little family shall inform of things once he gets here."

None of them were expecting for Ra's to look away from them and with a snap of his fingers, three assassins brought forth into the room two others. One was being dragged by two assassins, black hair, pale skin, and lean swimmers build of a body. He looked roughly around the age Tim would be. He was placed on the floor right by Ra's boots, arms and legs tied up, clearly but alarmingly breathing low and slow from the raise and fall of their chest. He wore a simple T-shirt but had dark jacket that was covered in stars, NASA logos, and other galaxy themed patches all over it, his dark jeans also held some star patches but also held everyday stains from being outside in the grass and other normal day to day thing. All in all this person seems like a normal civilian individual and none of the Bats knew why Ra's had taken him.

The other assassin that had walked into the room was holding a toddler, a girl from the little pigtails on her messy head indicated. Her hair was just as dark as the passed out male by Ra's and her skin was shade healthier than him. She wore grass stained and messy paints caked overalls with a plan shirt under it and two different kinds of kids shoes (one was a green with dinosaurs and the other blue with little stars). She, unlike the young man on the floor, was awake and was looking around the room while sucking her thumb in clear distress, she also used her free hand that wasn't in her mouth to push the assassin holding onto her away from her as far as she could and was squirming her tiny legs enough to kick their sides. Thankfully the assassin didn't look too hostile or upset meaning she wasn't doing to much damage or being too annoying.

"What a lovely family the Timothy has gained for himself don't you think? I will admit Daniel put up a rather interesting fight, it was only due to us having the element of surprise that we managed to take him down and his little Eleanor has his fighting spirit it seems." Ra's said as he slowly reached over to the toddler to lightly fiddle (just to unnerve them as well) with her hair. However the moment he touched her hair, the little girl's eyes flashed from frosty blue to neon bright green and she had spat her thumb out of her mouth in order to hiss like a cat at him, her little feet kicking hard enough to cause a small 'oomph' from the one holding her.

Ra's gave an amused chuckle as he stared at the toddler in fascination before also casting his gaze down at the passed out young man, remembering the way his eyes also had flashed from blue to green and the amount of power he had saw bubble to the surface when they had ambushed the two in their home. As Ra's said before, if they hadn't had the element of surprise on their side when they went after Timothy's little family it wouldn't had worked. No doubt little Eleanor Drake was a hint of power Daniel Drake held.

Ra's turned to look at the Bats, and could clearly see the emotions on their faces which amused Ra's deeply, and couldn't help but say "Although I wasn't expecting him to marry a being with pure Lazarus blood flowing in their veins. Quite a interesting discovery that was. And that his offspring seemed to carry it also from birth. What lovely and priceless boons he has granted the League to have once he joins us."

Ra's could clearly see the questioning, fear (for the family in his clutches), confusion, and disbelief on the Bats faces and knew it would be so entertaining to watch the little.. family reunion he had set into motion.

He was so amused watching Batman the others he never noticed the light twitch on Daniel's face or the shifting breathing pattern. When he would later check to see of the large amount of tranquilizers they had given Daniel was still in-effect he was none the wiser that it had already wore off and that Danny was merely bidding his time for a opening.

[brainrotcharacters]

Paradox, baby. Can I call you Mr. Darcy? I'll call you Fitzgerald. Fitzy, are you sure you want Deadpool in the main timeline? Really? Has the mothers and fuckers of this honorable jury forgotten what happens to every other fish when you put a lionfish in their midst?

The lionfish eats them all.

[lambmotifz]

sam and dean are not equally abusive. sam doesn’t feel the need to have physical power or control over dean and he’s not possessive to the same extent (he is possessive but it’s not the same as dean’s desperate need to own his brother like he’s his property)

[homoeroticgrappling]

He ain't slick, I saw what it said before he edited it

I will now be overthinking about this until Saturday

[vaguely-concerned]

Thinking about the symbolic weight of smoking in the TLT universe that comes to the fore in The Unwanted Guest -- the way it moves through from person to person: Pyrrha smoked, and Augustine wanted to impress her in all her stone cold fox MILF James Bond glory (and tbf who wouldn't) so he started too. and even though as far as he knows she's been gone for a myriad and is never coming back, he keeps the habit. Ianthe sees something in the hollowed-out Faberge eggshell of Augustine that resonates with her, all that gilded eloquent emptiness and disdain through the ages, so she picked it up from him to try to emulate it. She picked it up so hard that Palamedes -- the exact spiritual antithesis of the 'smoking! on a space station! what a powermove' ennui Ianthe so admired -- spontaneously unnerded enough to even known how to, simply from a sort of contact contamination of the soul.

G1deon and Augustine sharing a jittery smoke after their near-Harrow experience during soup night, and it's the closest thing to any real sense of brotherhood that remains between them. Pyrrha going ten thousand years dying both literally and for a smoke (and then Camilla sold her fucking cigarettes (for a third of what they were worth, probably Pyrrha's own good, and also more importantly grocery money). what an entirely haunted time to be alive etc.). Augustine and Mercy trading a cigarette back and forth in the middle of their collusion over the love and murder of god.

An act of small and measured self-destruction in the name of something a little bit like connection when you're stuck somewhere in yourself where love itself dares not or cannot tread (ritualized, transmissible)..........

[psyche-reads]

It always feels a bit weird when people insist that “Feng Xin would have stayed” if Xie Lian hadn’t told him to go, cause like. Yeah. That’s kind of the problem? I feel like it puts too much blame on Mu Qing and Xie Lian when they all play a part in the implosion of their friendship.

Like, Feng Xin and Mu Qing left Xie Lian for the exact same reason. That reason being that they both saw themselves as more Xie Lian’s servants than his friends. Mu Qing resented that role, telling himself his relationship with Xie Lian was purely transactional and he didn’t owe him anything. Feng Xin, on the other hand, relied on his role too heavily. He knew that Xie Lian shouldn’t be left alone, that it would hurt him to leave, but his Prince gave him a direct order to go, so he followed it. They both rejected that friendship in favor of duty, when what Xie Lian needed most was friends.

And like, that isn’t entirely their fault. They were raised far more aware of the class difference than Xie Lian ever had to be, so it’s understandable that it would be hard to shake it off. That said, they were still shitty friends. Xie Lian was too. I mean, he was the one being tortured, but still. Mu Qing was a shitty friend for refusing to stand up for Xie Lian while he was attacked by those 33 officials, and Feng Xin was a shitty friend for constantly shaming Xie Lian for not being a perfect prince when he was starving and being tortured. I’m partial to Xie Lian because of, you know. The torture. But he was still a shitty friend for not considering Mu Qing and Feng Xin’s personal situations while they were watching his parents. And this isn’t me saying they’re shitty people; there are far worse things to be than a bad friend. I just don’t think there was one party that was more at fault than the others in this situation. They were all shitty, even Feng Xin.

[jujianjes]

Edwin might've been the one in love but dear Gods, Charles was devoted.

[dykedvonte]

(abt my last ask) thank you for the answer, your understanding of charas is trully stellar!

I wanted to ask, what's your take on recovery!au (unless you intend to cover it in your fic)? In the universe, where Jimmy happens, but the crew somehow survives. Everyone is traumatised, Anya is pregnant, Curly is disabled (could he even be able to afford disability aids? Pony express in no more, would they even be paid a sufficient compensation?). There is also a question of p*lice investigation (or whatever agency is responsible for space crimes), even more trauma... Man, it's bleak.

-💀

I like them sad but for emotional and physical recovery reason rather than all the actual legal stuff that would ensue.

I like when Swansea relapsing is explored and Daisuke losing a little bit of his light. I am clearly a big supporter of Anya and Curly remaining close friend after but I think exploring the unhealthy dynamics of the trauma bond they’d develop should be played with way more. I think it’s a bit annoying when people are on the nose about Anya telling Curly he should’ve done more, especially when he’s struggling through recovery.

I feel like people really want her to be a character to rub salt into wounds, just to give her something cathartic, but it’s just OOC for me. It’s not a kindness thing but I don’t think she wants that sort of guilt to stay with him like that? He did not do what Jimmy did, he could’ve done more to stop it but she would not intentionally try to direct what she can never take out towards Jimmy at Curly. At least when they all make it out. This is not to say she doesn’t think he shouldn’t have any remorse but she understands that no one else could have foreseen Jimmy crashing the ship or getting that bad.

I like when it gets psychoanalytic in fics with the crew. Talk about Curly finally opening up on details on how he and Jimmy were friends, have the others realize how bad Jimmy was to even Curly, not a lot of people realize that they don’t know how Jimmy was to him. Have Anya be angry and snippy, have her worry she’s becoming like Jimmy even though she could never be like him, it’s that fear though, that she is owed that cathartic release and may take it out on others in some selfish subconscious desire to reclaim control for herself. Have her actualize-herself, is med school the only option? What does she want now? Does Swansea divorce his wife, give up on the life he created because he was just following the path of a good man, one he didn’t believe? Or does he stay and use the time he has left to make it something he believes in. How is Daisuke? Is he more mature or does he lose a little light? What are his new aspirations if any? His relationship with his parents?

Ultimately, I think a recover au should really focus on just them actually getting to know each other and filling themselves. So much of their interactions were likely based on coworker dynamics first. With that out the window they are now people who can’t really move on from each other but need to move on in life.

[badlydrawn-brainghostdirk]

[ Something feels wrong. You're unsure if it's your own nerves or something faulty in the air. A strange sense of deja vu hits you, but you feel . . . afraid. You tentatively wander out of your hiding place, your mind swirling with disquieted thoughts. Something in your own home is making you feel like prey — like every step you take, something is watching your movements. Your hand presses against the corner as you bring yourself to a halt. ]

[ You're not unfamiliar with the sounds of sword fighting, strifeing; even as a hobby is common in this household. There was never anything serious behind it, no ill intents so getting the faint notion of something feral. Something predatory. If you strain, you can hear the faint grunts, labored breathing. ]

[ The sounds of survival. A fight. You're unsure if you want to thread on but you steel your nerves, trying to remind yourself that you're made for this. To be of assistance when the one who was close to you is in danger. You vaguely remember defending Jake... But that's about all. No other context is popping up. ]

[ Your ghostly form carries you across the floor, finally peeking your head out to see.all the commotion— ]

[ You barely miss the flash stepping man and the sword swinging a bit too close for comfort near you. You regain your sense and all you can see is your dad and.. your other dad. The older brother who was keeping you company and the man who you remember out of everything. ]

[ D . . . Was hurt. You  are able to connect the sword on the blood and the gash on his face. Bro had hurt D, but you can't seem to think of why he would do that. Weren't they getting better? Hadn't they stopped fighting? Your gaze flickers to the pupper, and something strikes your heart, some primal fear. ]

BGD: . . . !?

[ You don't know what to say. Any words you could have escape you and all you seem to be able to do is stare fearfully as the two people you can the most about are fighting. Your body shakes as you attempt to step closer despite all the alarm bells in your head going off. You need to make sure he's already, and in reality... Neither of them can really hurt you, right? ]

TG: ... TG: jesus christ TG: look man, im like 99% sure you werent this much of an asshole before TG: hell at least you were fuckin' talkin' then - when i said i wanted you to shut the hell up i didnt mean like this TG: and im fairly fuckin' confident in sayin' it has something to do with the creepy fuckin' puppet hangin' off your back TG: so TG: should probably get rid of that thing huh TG: hand it over

@badlydrawn-alphadave

[ God, can this asshole not help leave you alone for 5 minutes? Who the fuck does he think he is? Trying to take your best friend. Nobody understands. ]

[ You politely tell him to stayhelp piss off by pressing your sword to his throat. Even unable to say anything the threat is clear: If he so much as lays a finger on Cal's precious head you'll chop his off. ]

[ You're not handing Derrick him Cal over without a fight. ]

[ddenji]

okay i think this is about to be an unpopular opinion but…. these two are like 2 sides of the same coin to me. beyond the shared public safety allegiance, they both violate denji's autonomy (yoshida stripping him to his underwear, tying him up, and threating his family in chapter 132 vs fumiko assaulting him in the movie theater in chapter 136) and work against his own best interest for the sake of the government. however, while they both take action in trying to force denji to do what they want, fumiko takes a more directly active role in the space of the fanatic who can't see/ doesnt care about the human behind her idol, whereas yoshida takes the more passive role of the government drone who wont act to protect the human if it means going against orders. in previous chapters, fumiko actively runs away from denji, leaving him to fight for himself, while yoshida passively tells denji that he isnt allowed to protect himself, putting him in harms way in his own right (and there is still the underlying threat of violence there if he tries to protect himself). even in the panels from this chapter, we see fumiko being active about her disregard for denji's well being by asking for little pieces of him, where yoshida is more passive in his disregard of the plan to dismember denji with a simple "yeah" answer. i know that they also have their differences, but i just think that they share intentional similarities (that other characters, particularly in the chainsaw man church, also share!!) that overall lead to denji getting hurt.

[iknowwhereyousleepatnight]

confinement arc where L tortures light with more hands-on methods......

[hawkeyeslaughter]

through heavy , heavy tears : hawkeyes first instinct is to be KIND he’s so much less guarded than trapper and even bj when first meeting people ( even ones he probably won’t like ) he always treats them with respect . i’m going to be physically ill

[skitskatdacat63]

Mark promoting the Sebmarkson agenda 😏

[weirdbabs]

i cannot overstate how much i love the fact that max “others: weak, afraid, unserious. you three: not those things. actually” puckett never once tried to pretend he got out, actively tried to keep the ball gollum girl away from the court while keeping himself in harms way, and never once backed down from hijack. he’s a scaredy cat, he doesn’t want to get hurt, he’ll be one of the first to get the hell outta dodge if he smells trouble. but he’ll sure as shit stand his ground if pushed enough, especially if it’s to help others