#that bad boy can fit so much trauma in him

[felidacy]

Tim Drake body count

Supernatural AUs in the batfamily are a given with it’s crazy world, but hear me out for a second there. 

Tim Drake as Vampire. That neighbour kid that always seemed a bit too pale and small, stares into your soul and gives you the most horrific info dumps. That boy can’t pick up on normal social cues to save his life, but with all the weirdness and creepy unease feeling he brings up in people he is still kind of adorable. 

A boy that is welcomed by the night and stalks after the bats because they feel the closest he’s ever had to family, so he daydreams of a future while the shadows keep him safe. Who then needs to hide away who he is from those he considers family all because they would see him as a monster (as he believes). The heart of his that will break over and over again as he finds himself resenting the creature that he is. So he hides all of it to the best of his abilities, hides all that makes Tim ‘Tim’. 

Years later, run away from home and caught in the grasps of Ra’s al Ghul and with no blood given to him to keep stable. What if Tim Drake is so deprived of what keeps him alive that he goes to drastic measures and in the process of that he frees Tam at the price of so many killed. Tam who is afraid of him when she sees him again with that hunger in his eyes and hands so cold they send shivers down her back when he drags her away. 

Tam and Ra’s al Ghul who are the only ones that see the true extent of what Tim is able to do and find no guilt in his facial expressions. The sight of blood instead seems to excite him, as if a thrill has overcome him. 

People always say that Jason is the bloodthirsty son, but Jason at least has the mindset of Justice behind the punishments. Tim does it to survive and the thrill of it even when it is unnecessary to go to such lengths. That arguably makes Tim the true bloodthirsty brother. After starving for so long he takes some control back again over himself, but once you went on a killing spree there is no going back to playing perfect son. 

He brings Bruce back, but the Tim that comes back isn’t quite the same anymore. The creepy unease has come back and when you now look into these eyes, they are all aware that there is something lurking beyond it and ready to launch at any given moment. People no longer think of him as adorable. 

[urdadsceilingfan]

A bunch of doodles cause making comics are hard

[lurrlonde]

astarion and touch

[jujuflakes]

[4doorssys]

[phecdasolar]

Me day 1 of my Trolls hyperfixation after watching Trolls 3: This is absolutely fantastic and I love it, I love Floyd, he’s great, Bruce is also amazing (hello Daveed Diggs), John Dory is okay though I guess? Idk why people like him so much he’s kind of annoying, anyways I just really want Branch to go ham on his brothers and psychologically beat the crap out of them-

Me present day and 3 weeks into my Trolls hyperfixation: I UNDERSTAND EVERYTHING NOW I UNDERSTAND IT ALL IF I DON’T RECEIVE TWO METRIC TONS OF JOHN DORY ANGST I WILL SOB, DO YOU UNDERSTAND ME HE GAVE UP HIS CHILDHOOD HE HAS ELDEST DAUGHTER SYNDROME HE IS SEVERELY DEPRESSED AND TRAUMATIZED I AM SHAKING HIM LIKE A RUBBER CHICKEN LOOK AT HIM

[anisaanisa]

Nightmare.

[gideoff]

mr.prince of the winter court (i took my pc and turned him into a plothook npc and i am not sorry for the dramatic gay disaster he became)

this was an attempt to design him some archfey of wintercourt outfit

[meltingchaos]

disbelief.

wittebro doodles. Pip, buddy, I think you’re scaring him.

[shinischis]

Got a fic idea that I'll actually write this time. I like angst like that, hopefully I make it lengthy enough to please me, and maybe start my first multi chap fic that I wouldn't give up on.

*pats kudo shinichi* this bad boy can fir so much angst in him, he's about to explode

[manicpixiemeatboy]

Scott summers being intensely hated by a large chunk of the X-men fandom is so wild to me but defending him is even wilder cause it's like. Yes of course he made mistakes yes of course he is frustrating sometimes but also like. Yeah, sorry the orphaned child solider with undiagnosed autism ( among other things ) on divorce number 4 doesn't communicate perfectly. You see why yes he could have navigated the "dead fiancé came back to life right after he moved on and was married to a new girl who turned out to be a clone of his dead fiancé who wasn't dead who then turned into a demon sorceress and also somehow involved is the man who biologically experimented on him in his orphanage as a child unconsented" situation better. He could have. But have you considered. Have you considered the fucking insanity of what you just recited. Have you considered that maybe . Maybe perfectly navigating that situation among the related that came after it was. Hard. I'm sorry hes mean you see they hit him with rocks as a kid and his dad left to become space famous and his adoptive dad/leader could read minds at all times and his kid like- essentially for his ability to be with him died in his arms. He's a little stressed. Yes.

It's actually so wild because people never actually slow down to examine the nuances of events and just expect a character to magically know the right thing to do, even in absolutely bizarre situations that a real human being will never have to navigate. Like, yes, perhaps with 20/20 hindsight and no baggage beforehand, he could have handled the "just got unfused from the ancient mutant villain Apocalypse and found after wandering around the planet with no solid idea who he was for months and has very clear trauma in the aftermath but his wife brushes him off (ooc) and so goes to Emma for therapy but she takes advantage of his mental instability and coerces him into a psychic affair after he told her no repeatedly" situation but no real human person has ever experienced this and thus there's no defined "right" way to navigate that clusterfuck. It's, ironically, a very human trait to mess up in a situation like that.

Cyclops is a deceptively deep character in the sense that SO MUCH has happened to him, but you'll find that no one ever writes the trauma from his previous life-altering event rolling over onto the next (unless it's specifically Dark Phoenix related) for a consistent story. Nor do people include the sheer amount of trauma compacted into this man in their judgment of his character/morality.

TL;DR: if people slowed down and summarised events to their core, they'd stop jumping down Cyclops' throat so much. Not saying he's perfect, but he's doing his best given the tools he's got.

[jichanxo]

sorry about the. about the horrors bro.

[derpmallow]

new favorite gomens ship is aziraphale x some proper fucking therapy and a support system maybe

[aroacesimp69]

My gajinkas for shadow :D

You may wonder, "Binckus why two designs?" Well my fellow Tumblr trash, firstly because i just wanted to, but also because i wanted a design that mimicked my sonic gajinka since i wanted him to be similar in silhouette, (cuz of the same but opposite thing they've got going on) but i just wasnt vibing with it, so in this human AU shadow gets a new look after the events of SA2, he's no longer just a dark reflection of sonic he's got his own identity and unique silhouette.

Anyway so the second design is just cuntier and so much more him, he's got a subtle sluttiness to him, because that's just his vibe, everything about this design just came together when i gave him those useless belts on his thigh and arm (thank you raditz for the inspiration). Anyway yeah

[haine-kleine]

a slightly surrealistic take on why the Dabi is never around:

when Touya was still in coma, AFO didn't let go of his plan to prepare the boy as his future vessel. the state of his body allowed AFO to take more risks with him, and thus he gave Touya an experimental quirk he engineered, one that could give him Yoichi back. the quirk can take the user to the alternate universe where his greatest desire is fulfilled, while still keeping them tethered to their original reality, allowing to freely move between the worlds if they so desire.

when Touya woke up from the coma and ran back home, the shock of what he saw there had activated his new quirk. he is thirteen again. he is also the only son of Todoroki Enji, Fuyumi is now his only sibling. his hair is red again, like it used to be, like it always was supposed to be, and he doesn't burn anymore, the grotesque skin grafts only an uncomfortable memory. his father looks at him with such pride it takes Touya's breath away. he got so used to having to beg for sideway glances from his dad, like the very sight of Touya makes him ashamed. this new world is a dream come true, everything he ever wanted put directly into his palms. his body does not betray him, his father entrusted his dream to him, his heir, his only heir, his mother and sister supporting him instead of turning away from him.

and then he remembers Shouto. little Shouto, who was born perfect, born to replace him. he remembers attacking him when he was just a baby. he was so little then, and he vividly recalls the burning hatred that consumed him, how much he wanted Shouto, that perfect thing, gone.

Shouto was never born in this world. as Touya thrives in this dreamlike reality, he can't help thinking about the missing parts. did his dream kill Shouto? did it kill Natsuo? is he worse than the father he left behind in that horrible world, the father that made children like objects to be used? the more he thinks about it, the less enjoyable this new world becomes to him. his mother, who looks at him and at Enji with such open fondness, his sister who is his best friend now, who proudly tells her classmates about her brother, who is training to become the greatest hero, his father who doesn't even seem like the same man he had been chasing for nine years. his own selfish happiness. is all of that worth the price two little boys paid for it? is he truly so self centered to think his happiness is more important than the lives of his own brothers? had his father not stopped him, would he have actually killed little Shouto?

as he starts dwelling on this more and more, missing his little brothers, fixating on the guilt of erasing them from existence by proxy of being born the 'right way', he activates the quirk again. in the new universe he is 10 years old, and as soon as he sees Natsuo he bursts into tears. his little brother worriedly asks what father did this time, and Touya can't form any reply, pulling Natsuo in a tight hug. this is the first time Natsuo's brother has hugged him. later, when Touya calms down enough to stop squeezing Natsuo like he's going to disappear, the boys leave their shared room. what Touya sees next doesn't make any sense.

'Touya-nii, Natsu-nii, let's play!' a tiny boy with a gap toothed smile and rosy cheeks holds out a ball to them.

Shouto had never been allowed to step foot in the hall on this side of the building. father never allowed them to even look at each other directly. Touya's breath catches in his throat, his heart starting to beat rapidly. he hears the loud footsteps that are about to be followed by screaming, why did Shouto think this was a good idea to come here-

then the real Enji passes them by, reminding Shouto about the afternoon training, ruffling Touya's hair on his way to leave.

if the previous world was a dream come true, this one is extremely confusing.

eventually he learns that the difference here is that he had never attacked Shouto, and his father had never isolated his youngest brother from the rest of the siblings. all four of the Todoroki children are allowed to spend time together. remembering the heavy weight Natsuo and Shouto's absence put on his chest in the previous world, he decides to let go. it was him who wanted all of his siblings, and he already got to live his dream once. his vulnerability to fire is back, and the memory of burning alive is suddenly a vivid nightmare keeping him up at night. he looks at his mother's calm, relaxed face, as she watches a movie with the children. he thinks back to the stitched up, unfamiliar face he saw looking back at him in the hospital mirror. he thinks back to Fuyumi-chan's words, from when they were little. she doesn't want to see him hurt. he doesn't want to be hurt either. is it really so bad to let go? he glances at his family. Shouto is snoring his icy snot bubble with his head on their mother's knees. Natsuo is gripping Touya's shirt tightly, pushing his head into his shoulder, pretending he is not crying about the sentimental scene that is happening on the screen. Fuyumi is invested in the movie, but after hearing Touya's snort glances at their younger brothers and exchanges a grin with him. the calmness he feels here is like a warm blanket, the comfort such a faraway memory he had almost forgotten this feeling. would it really be so bad to let go and enjoy it?...

he wakes up once again. he is not at home and he is alone this time. 'wake up, sleepyhead', ghosts of children whisper to him, and the dread starts to sink in. he is back in his original world, the garish scars on his whole body as stark as he remembers them. he learns that two years have passed since he woke up from coma. he is no longer a middle schooler, Todoroki Enji's heir training to become the number one hero, nor a ten years old boy surrounded by an accepting and caring family. he is an adult, covered in self inflicted scars, with nowhere to go to. he feels like a child who had his candy taken away. it's so unfair! were those worlds just dreams his sick mind hallucinated while he was in another coma, and who on earth had been taking care of him this time?

this sends him back to the first alternate universe. he is back to being Enji's pride, separated from his brothers.

this goes on for a long time, as he clumsily learns to control this world travelling quirk. he spends as much time as possible in the two worlds, using them to escape the progressively glaring reality of the time slipping through his fingers, becoming a disfigured homeless adult having to fend for himself. on a particularly nasty night, his hunger and loneliness equally suffocating, he decides to come back home. if being away from his family is the main problem, then he can simply come back, can't he? maybe, if he stayed when he came back for the first time, if he didn't start crying and ran away from the sight of his father training his youngest brother in his place, if he revealed himself, they would have accepted him like they did in the second world. he misses the comforting chill of his mother's touch. he misses his father, the memories of the monster who beat his mother and his youngest son drifting away in the mess of the conflicting memories he made as a world traveler. he looks down at his reflection in the muddy puddle, the street lights painting his rough features red. he takes a deep breath, and heads in the direction of the Todoroki mansion.

he doesn't even get past the gate before Endeavor's sidekick almost arrests him. Enji joins in to the chase, and the cold derisive detachment his father looks at him makes him stumble. he escapes on pure adrenaline, overexerting his quirk and nearly burning both of his arms off. this is how he meets Giran. this is when he decides to stay in this world permanently. even if it feels like being thrown out from heaven straight to hell, he can't indulge in this escapism anymore, wasting the years he has left in the real world. he has to steel himself and make do with the life he has in this world, separated from his family. Todoroki Touya was left behind in the past, in other worlds, a faraway concept buried by time and space and impossibility of his existence, stretched thin between three different lives.

***

Dabi is a very weird individual. it’s a commonly accepted opinion in the League of Villains, a group consisting exclusively of weird individuals.

Shigaraki won’t tell this to anyone, but the initial reason he let Dabi join, let him stay, despite his rudeness and open lack of interest in his, his leader's case, is because the man is a mystery, one even his Sensei is fascinated with. when he disappears without any warning for the first time, Shigaraki uses all of his resources to try and track Dabi, to punish him for his betrayal. a week goes by, and he turns to Sensei with a humble request for help. his Sensei doesn't even appear angry with his failure, informs him that Dabi is going to be impossible to find until he allows himself to be. Shigaraki knows that Dabi has a fire quirk, how is this possible? does he have an ally who will hide him with their quirk? but even Giran didn’t know where the man disappeared to, didn’t crack even when Shigaraki made Twice, the sweet unassuming man he knew Giran trusted, contact him asking for help with locating Dabi. he ponders this, scratching viciously at his neck (Kurogiri pulls his hands away), and the look on his Sensei’s face, an almost gleeful smile, the proud tone of his voice, make him stop.

does Dabi actually have two quirks?..

***

despite the common notion, Toga is not actually the harebrained cutesy teenage girl that she pretends to be. what she is, is a good judge of character, and a very good actor. it takes one to know one, and she cracks Dabi’s mask before she even learns the man’s name. everything about him feels artificial. she knows Shigaraki and Spinner are pissed at him for not being serious about the League of Villains. she feels Dabi isn’t serious about anything. the more time she spends around him, the more she feels like she is interacting with a very bad actor who landed a role he never wanted to participate in. when he is not active on villain duty, it’s like he isn’t sure what his script should be, hiding behind his phone most of the time.

 still, when Shigaraki throws his second tantrum because Dabi came back after two weeks of no contact, she finds the sulking man hiding from everyone in the garage.

“you should learn to be a better actor, if you want to pull your thing off”, she tells him in a serious voice. it’s their first serious interaction, and Toga feels like a predator stalking her prey. no matter how much Dabi shows off his scars and throws insults around, he can’t hide the fast pumping of his heart. she allows herself to look at him, really look at him at him, and she finds that his glittery blue eyes don’t belong on his face. his eyes are too honest, too open, raw emotion presented like an open book. after a long moment of silent eye contact, he slumps in defeat, hugging his knees and making such forlorn sight that Toga almost feels bad for him.

“i will, just don't tell on me”.

no one is sure how old Dabi actually is, his voice so raspy it could belong to a serial smoker or to an old man, his face too damaged by the scars to make any age lines identifiable, but sometimes the things he says, the tone of his voice, make Toga think of a boy, rather than a man.

[edoro]

I like to think that Thistle never had his own room until he was made court magician - when he was young, he slept in Freinag's room, either in the king's bed or in his own bed at the foot of the king's. Once Delgal was born and during his early childhood, Thistle would often share his bed in the king's room with him. Then, when Delgal got older and was given his own rooms, Thistle split his time between Freinag's bed and Delgal's... until Delgal got married and wanted to share his bed with his wife without Thistle there. Of course, Freinag also died on Delgal's wedding day, which threw Thistle's life even more sharply into chaos and made it even harder for him to seek comfort from the one person he had left...

HOWEVER, we all know that Delgal is pretty dependent on Thistle as well, so of course Thistle would make his way back into his brother's bed eventually... his wife learned fairly quickly that she could tell how stressed he was by whether or not there was a little elf in her bed. Bad harvest? Unpopular taxes? Fractious nobles? Lift up that blanket and see that your husband is cuddling his elf brother like his own personal pillowpet.