#this is becoming one of my favorite ships..

[the-real-dannix]

There are degrees of shipping people with the Batfam. Like a spectrum even for established relationships.

And each non-bat can be anywhere from full civilian to other JL to someone turned this character into a bat by proxy.

My favorite is bat by proxy because it's a hilarious thing to me.

I mean, the ships that come to mind where the later works really well are Birdflash and TimKon. Which makes it better. Because Wally is a Flash and Kon is a Super. Two of the other rather large clans of themed leaguers with two of the other more recognizable family heads. I mean, throw in JayRoy and it's three of the others and adds in the Bruce v Oliver fun.

And the Bat by proxy thing.

I don't mean they just side with the Bats over the rest of the League. I mean they start becoming Bats by virtue of always being around them.

Like Wally just accidentally learning to be better at hearing people sneaking up on him because if he's gonna go to brunch with Dick at the Manor he has to be able to dodge these near silent people. Especially Damian, who will stab him if he fails a vibe check, and Tim, who will steal and solve your cases or hack your phones ringtone to be stuck at the loudest setting and playing Barbie world for every notification and there is no in between our way to tell which kind of day it is. So none of the League can sneak up on Wally. And he's smiling and capable like Nightwing but has also picked up that steal slightly crazy smile and no other flash is quite as scary as Wally.

Or Kon, after being constantly threatened with kryptonite by Steph, Jason, and Duke at various points just gives up and learns how to fight through the weakness and goes through enough bat training to be able to survive when he and then he's one of the best trained Supers in hand to hand and no one understand how. And because he's always around Tim, he gets really good and reading people. Because his life can and will depend on being about to tell if Tim is approaching someone at a gala for WE business or for RR business. Even the other supers are confused at how quick his is to pick up in the slightest shift in body language.

And Roy. It was easiest for Roy, going from Arrow to Bat. But that doesn't mean he didn't have to just get used to casually collecting blackmail as some kind of twisted way of showing love. The first time Tim gave him and Jason a photo of them on a date where neither of them knew Tim was watching or talking pictures Roy is shook. By the tenth he's finding it endearing and hoping that Tim manages to get around Jason's traps to get done candids of Lian. No other arrow is quite as stealthy, despite the red of his costume.

And the JL, even the 'families' they came from, know that they have the ability to appear normal. To blend with the rest of the League, but the longer they're with their Bats the more cryptid they become. Until Flash finds himself unsettled by Wally in the same way as the other Bats. And Big Boy Blue refuses to train with Kon for a different reason than before, no longer because of the clone thing but for the same reason he avoids training with any of the Bats. And Green Arrow finds himself looking over his shoulder for Bruce and Roy on the Watchtower.

And their secrets are more and civi identities locked down. No names in my the field and they never slip these days. Like any good Bat.

New Leaguers meet these converts and can't tell the difference between the Bats Batman chose and the ones the other Bats brought into the fam.

And the rest of the League starts to wonder: is being a Bat contagious?

[sarandipitywrites]

Thalassé and the Witch

As the moon to the waves, she calls to me. I was no more able to resist her on that day than on any other.

Approaching her ship from the shore, one might have mistaken it for a rocky islet reaching up from the seafloor. Gray and craggy, with as many cracks as it has weather-beaten boards, it should have sunk long ago—and would have, were it not for the sheer will of its mistress holding the wreck together.

As I anchored my boat beside her galleon, dread wound around my heart. For what fell purpose had she called me, this time? What evil was I to inflict upon the world? Cursed treasure? A plague of insects? The released souls of the damned? I had never personally witnessed her wickedness unleashed—one of the few mercies she has ever granted me was the promise never to afflict my village with her curses—but whenever the agony of ignorance becomes too great for me to bear, she happily tells me what doom I'm delivering to the shore.

When I crossed the gangplank and found her waiting for me on deck, I knew she had something new in store. I knew not for whom this new horror was bound, but I mourned for them.

“Come.” With that command she turned from me, wine-dark hair flowing on the ocean breeze as she descended below decks. She did not wait for me to follow; I always followed. I had no choice.

From the moment I could walk, my body yearned for the sea. I would seek it relentlessly. I was the terror of the village: the one child who could not be frightened away from the shore, for whom the waves reached more hungrily than any other. My caretakers managed to keep me from the ocean's embrace for five summers before it ensnared me. To hear it told, Ronan took his eyes from me for hardly a moment; when he looked back, I was reaching out for the most monstrous wave he'd ever seen on our shore. Then, as though swallowed by a great creature, I was gone. They searched for hours, days. Only when they'd given up, accepted that their child had been claimed by the sea, did I reappear on the beach—wet, hungry, but unharmed. For that, the village named me Thalassé: 'the ocean's favorite one.' They could not have known that I was, indeed, favored—but by a different sort of power.

My mistress did not speak as she led me down through the gun deck—she never does. But her ship, packed as it usually was with the implements of her magic, was oddly bare that day. Strange, considering that I had brought her a new shipment not a fortnight before. I knew not what I brought her from the mainland—the suppliers never tell me, and I never ask—but I noticed then that she carried herself strangely that day. Her usually careless, flowing gait had been replaced by stiff-backed briskness; her hands, which normally drifted through the air beside her, touching anything and everything she passed, instead knotted together like clumps of seaweed. She twisted and worried the thick golden rings that adorned her fingers, her mutters as incomprehensible as waves murmuring upon the shore.

“Here.” We had arrived in the orlop; every surface was covered in a fine dusting of white. So too, I now noticed, was she. “Take this back to your village, and give it to the innkeeper.” She pushed a single item into my hands: a wicker basket with a white cloth spilling out from beneath its closed lid. It lacked the usual salty tang of her magic. This curio smelled… warm. Inviting. “The contents are to be distributed among the patrons.” A pause; she bit her lip, her gold tooth sparkling in the lanternlight. “Their feedback—their kind feedback—would be most welcome.”

Cold dread brushed my cheeks, trailed its fingers down my spine. She had promised. For all the deliveries I had ever made on her behalf, for all the unknown atrocities I had ever brought to the mainland, she had always promised that she would not bring harm to my village. I wanted to argue. I wanted throw her basket back at her feet and refuse, defy. I wanted to tell her to kill me, instead. Without me, she was harmless; she couldn't set foot on land, herself. That was why she had me; why she kept me.

I looked down at the basket in my hands, and my heart shattered. “Yes, Mistress.”

My soul heavy as the sky before a storm, I returned to the land. I delivered the basket to Murray, as I was bidden. I conveyed the witch's message, and the deed was done. I slept aboard my ship that night; after what I had done—all that I had ever done—I did not deserve to share in the company of my fellow man.

When the dawn broke without clamor—without screams or curses or tears—I returned to the inn. Murray met me at the door. They wanted to know who had sent the basket. I could not tell them that I served the Witch of the Waves—even my village's tolerance only extends so far—so I merely said it was from a friend. “Well, tell your friend that I'd like three more baskets of the same—no, best make that five.”

No sooner had Murray made their request than I felt the demand of another. I promised to relay their message and went asea again. This time, my mistress waited at the end of the gangplank.

She wrung her hands, twisting her rings. “So? What did they say?”

“What was in that basket?” I demanded.

“Come and see for yourself.” She flew through the ship, faster than I had ever seen her move, straight through the orlop and into her workshop.

At the threshold, I hesitated; I had only been in her workshop once before, and not by her bidding. It was her sanctuary, her retreat. I had told myself I would never enter it again for fear of her wrath, but there was another emotion of hers that I feared much more.

“What are you waiting for? Enter.”

I obeyed. I had no choice.

The room was littered with half-empty sacks and broken-open boxes—the very cargo that ought to have filled the orlop to the walls. Myriad ingredients spilled from the containers: flours and sugars, berries and sweets. In the corner, where her great blackened cauldron had once lurked, stood a massive metal oven. Its weight alone would have sunk a lesser ship—would have sunk mine, at least.

As she fussed with a row of baskets—five of them, identical to the one I had delivered to Murray—the violet flame within the oven brightened to emerald green. With a squeal of wicked glee, she donned a pair of thick mitts and retrieved her prize from the contraption.

Pastries. Sheets of flaky, golden brown pastries in the shape of the crescent moon. They made the room smell of melted butter and winter evenings curled in front of the hearth. Thoughtlessly, I reached for one.

“Ah-ah!” A wooden spoon darted from the countertop to rap smartly across my knuckles. “Wait until they're cool.”

So we waited. We waited, and she made tea—herbal, spiced with cloves and cardamom—and she told me about her baking. It was only a hobby, she said, even as her face heated and a little smile stole across her lips. She'd started many such hobbies over the years, most of them on impulse. Curiosities to sate her boredom.

She didn't regret the decision she'd made a thousand years ago—not as such. The ability to walk on land was more than a fair trade for all the power and timelessness of the sea. But after a few centuries of pirating, marauding, and granting double-edged boons to people who needed a cosmic lesson in reading the fine print, she'd started to find life at sea—life as a sea witch—to be terribly… dull.

I heard something else there, under the 'dullness.' I saw it in the faraway stare of her sea glass eyes, the inward roll of her shoulders when she shrugged off her boredom, her isolation. I saw it in the minute pull of her lips when I finally told her what she'd been waiting to hear: the innkeeper's patrons hadn't just loved her baking. They'd wanted more.

For all the cackles and sneers and smirks she's offered me over the years, I realized at that moment that I had never before seen her smile.

I brought more pastries to Murray that evening: five baskets, as requested. They pushed payment upon me—five conches, each basket apparently worth as much to them as a full day of work from me, when I cleaned the rooms for them in my youth—and asked if there might not be a way to get the pastries earlier in the day. Fresh, if possible.

My mistress, when I told her of Murray's request, wouldn't have it. “I've seen not a soul in three hundred years!” she cried. “And you want me to let a stranger aboard my ship?”

“A customer,” I corrected, “who has a great interest in your baking, 'hobby' though it may be.” And, because I could never allow one of her slights against me to go unanswered: “You've seen me.”

“You're different.” She said it without thinking, without breathing. As though it were true as the north star. She paused, considering. “Bring the innkeeper tomorrow morning,” she decided. “Only the innkeeper.”

“Yes, Mistress.” I bowed and made to take my leave.

“Eirenne.”

“Pardon?”

“You are not my thrall, Thalassé; it does not do for you to call me 'Mistress.' You shall call me by my name.” A pause. “If it so pleases you.”

“…It does.”

She handles herself well with Murray. To watch her laugh and chat and ply the innkeeper with more of her confectionary creations (today, in addition to the crescents, she has prepared tiny pies: one variety filled with red berries that ooze syrup from beneath their pastry lids, and a savory option filled with egg and cheese), one would never think that she's spoken to no one in centuries.

As I watch the flame of her magnificent oven turn from violet to green, it occurs to me that her claim may not be entirely true.

After I ferry Murray back to shore, I return to her—to Eirenne. I work beside her to create tomorrow's selection; though my clumsy 'help' is certainly more of a hindrance, she makes no effort to shoo me away. I ask her who delivered the oven to her. I certainly didn't; a monstrous thing like that would sink my little boat in a heartbeat.

Instead of an answer, she grants me a smile so delicately sweet that I nearly forget the question. “Tomorrow,” she says, “if another guest wishes to come along with Murray… I think I will allow it.”

This becomes our routine: each day, one additional patron is permitted to peruse her wares. She chats and laughs and charms them all without any need for sorcery. I watch, silent, as she employs a magic I've never possessed or understood. I wonder at how someone like her—someone who attracts people and community like kelp attracts flies—would turn away from the world for the sake of power and solitude. But that had happened a thousand years ago; perhaps now she, too, finds it hard to believe.

When her guest list grows such that I must make two trips a day in my little boat, I linger after all of her customers have gone. She shows me how to fill a sheet of dough with cinnamon-sugared butter and carve it into rolls. I ask her: “Why me? You could have claimed anyone you desired; why did you bid the sea to call to me?” She could have had anyone else; she might have been happier with anyone else.

She sets her knife down. “Thalassé,” she sighs. It's a breath, a prayer. The villagers—the people who named me—call me 'Thale.' Not her. Not ever. “Even without me, you would have been drawn to the sea. I only ensured that you needn't stay there. I wanted you to be able to return to the land whenever you wished. I wanted you to have a choice.”

My heart clenches, then flutters. “And if I choose the sea?” The words tumble from me unbidden, stones in the tide. I make no attempt to catch them.

“Then I will be here.” Her sea glass eyes pierce me, body and soul. “If it so pleases you.”

“It does.”

For all the smiles she has granted me since the opening of her bakery, I have never before felt her kiss. Today, I learn that it is every bit as sweet.

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Text: The bakery is built of seashell studded stone, sitting several meters out from shore and buffeted by ocean waves. The owner can’t set foot on land.

[joltiion14]

II episode 18 spoilers, BUT HERE'S A HUUUUUGE RAMBLE

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

PAYJAY IS CANON PAYJAY IS CANON I'M FLIPPING THE FUCK OUT YAOI WHEN CAN I HAVE WHAT THEY HAVE

ahem anyways

episode 18 had me and my sister at the edge of our seats HOLY SHIT I LOVED THIS EPISODE... KNIFE X MEPHONE4S GUYS GUYS WHO'S WITH ME... ALSO KNIFE'S SACRIFICE TO SAVE MARSHMALLOW CAME FROM SOME FUCKING PEAK CHARACTER DEVELOPMENT. THEY COULD NOT HAVE KILLED KNIFE OFF IN A BETTER WAY THAN THAT. SPEAKING OF SACRIFICES, my boy mepad... MY BOY MEPAD AHAHGSHSHAGHH rest in peace I LOVE YOU MEPAD....

I wanna quickly point out how emotional I got when cobs started threatening and beating mephone4, as a victim of child abuse this hit haaard. they did great writing the dynamic with those two, it felt realistic even in a fictional world. I FELT SO BAD FOR MEPHONE THAT ENTIRE TIME I JUST WANTED TO HUG HIM FUCK YOU COBS.

also I may or may not be a box kinnie now. I GOT SPOILED THANKS TO A THUMBNAIL I SAW OF A LEAKED II18 VIDEO, SO I KNEW BOX WAS GONNA BE IMPORTANT, but holy shit I did not expect them to be one of the most relatable characters the SECOND they came on screen and started explaining their story.

I might get blocked by multiple people for saying this, but since the last 2 episodes, I've been shipping tacophone. HEAR ME OUT. microphone and taco talked things out some, mic forgave taco and understood her and gave her a chance to improve, and so she did, thanks to microphone willingly giving her a chance even after everything. sure, a relationship between the two would be toxic in the previous episodes, and I fully agree. But toxic or unhealthy relationships CAN be fixed if both partners are willing to try and repair their relationship. AND PLUS, THOSE TWO ARE SO CUTE TOGETHER I JUST AAAGHHHH.... I can't get over the fact that soap pulled the "if you hurt her, I will hurt you" kinda thing on taco, once microphone introduced soap to her. I developed a headcanon that mic and soap are like sisters about a year ago and I guess that goes to show some more now

anyways, I CANNOT leave out the fact that SUITCASE FUCKING WON. I FULLY EXPECTED NEITHER OF THEM TO WIN, BUT OH MY GOD DID SHE DESERVE IT. Her and knife both deserved it actually. It's hard to truly decide LMAO

anyways, mephone4 in that episode... I love him your honor he's my new son FUCK YOU COBS. anyways, just like mic and taco, he tried to fix his mistakes with everybody. he apologized to... EVERYONE. Even toilet , who genuinely was someone mephone4 didn't deserve as an assistant considering how much of an ass he was towards him in the earlier season. Even then, toilet stayed with him to the bitter end, and stayed loyal to mephone. And in the end, he got to see mephone4 turn into a better person. Even bad people with the worst backgrounds or childhoods can become better, and that's what Mephone4 did. he apologized, then made the decision to stay away from everybody and give them space after what he did to all of them, and I think that was amazing on his part. He didn't tell them what to do next, and let them all know that they were free, they always were. AND THEN WE GOT THE MASHUP BETWEEN ALL OF THE SONGS IN THE SHOW YEAAAAAAAAA

overall, id rate this episode AND THE ENTIRE SEASON AS A 49/40 (reference heh). Inanimate insanity has been my favorite show for many, many years and I'm so glad it got an ending as good as this one. I will forever be grateful for the show Adam, Brian, Justin and all the rest of the cast managed to create for us. Thank you. PLUS ALL OF MY DREAMS CAME TRUE

except for the fact that lightbulb and paintbrush didn't kiss when can we have that

[ammy246]

If there's one good thing about this, it is that the majority of the fandom is united in our hatred of the epilogue. This isn't like Naruto where the narusasu shippers were unhappy, but the vast majority of the fanbase was satisfied. With the My Hero Academia ending, Bakudeku fans are upset because the good we got the previous chapter was lost, Kacchan fans are unhappy because their favorite character is sad and he is never able to achieve his dreams, Deku fans are unhappy because his character development feels like it was shelved and he acted OOC in the ending, the villain fans are upset because the villains are all dead with no justice, the fans of the story are upset because of how unsatisfying the ending feels, people who wanted a happy ending are upset because the ending is not happy, Many Izuocha shippers are unhappy because they feel like their ship becoming canon invalidates Ochako as a character beyond being the protagonist's love interest. I can go on, but these are the main points.

[hedgehog-university-au]

I love all my ships so much!

One of my favorites in this one is Silvaze. They're super cute friends-to-dating with lots of pining on Silver's side until Blaze gets absolutely hit with a trainload of feelings all at once (the epitome of "He fell first she fell harder).

Sonamy is really cute here as well, with Amy having a huge crush on Sonic (of course) and Sonic not being interested at first but slowly becoming really good friends with her that eventually blooms into something more. They have a lot of silly moments that are cute both platonically or romantically because they are both huge shippers of all their friends and share all the gossip with each other.

I also am really enjoying Espio x Jewel in this AU. I haven't posted much for them yet but they're both such perfectionists that are secretly disasters, and each think the other is way too perfect for them. They're also the two shortest of all the characters and both wear scarves.

Now to give a few of the characters the chance speak for themselves:

Amy: I absolutely adore Sonic! He's so cool, and has such a good heart and sense of adventure! I don't know if he'll ever like me back, but that's okay! For now, I just love loving him.

Sonic: Amy drives me crazy sometimes, but she's actually really sweet and has so much love for everything and everyone, not just for me. She's a really great friend and always so supportive. If you'd asked me freshman year if I could ever see myself with her, I'd have laughed or run away, but now... I don't know. I just don't think I'm ready for a relationship yet, but if I was... I could definitely do a lot worse than her.

Tails: I'm so lucky to have Cosmo as my girlfriend. Heh, that word still feels so funny. My... girlfriend. I'm still a little scared that it won't last, cuz... I don't know, it's just hard to believe that anyone would actually want me. But... I'm enjoying it while it lasts.

Cosmo: Tails is so smart and passionate. I love to listen to him talk about all his science stuff, even though I don't really understand most of it. And he listens to me talk about all my plants. I definitely wasn't expecting this when I first came to college, but I'm just so happy.

Knuckles: How do I feel about dating Rouge? Eeeeeehhhh... She brings out the best and the worst in me. Sometimes she drives me absolutely insane. Half the time I don't know why we keep getting back together. But... I love her. That's about the size of it.

Rouge: Knuckles is hardheaded, uncouth, and an absolute pain in the neck. But he's also extremely hot, so I deal with it. ...Okay, okay, he's also a really good guy. He's got a heart of gold. But the fact that he's got huge muscles doesn't hurt a bit.

Silver: Blaze is so cool, and kind, and smart, and pretty, and... and... How could anyone not fall in love with her?

Blaze: Silver is one of the most diligent, resourceful people I know. He's noble and kindhearted. I couldn't be prouder to have him as my partner.

For kinda both creators and characters?

Creators: Are there any ships in your au that show up that you really enjoy? Or any that are very important(like mc's having relationships)

Main Character(s) of the AU's: if you're in a relationship how do you feel about it? What's your relationship like?

Question for both awesome!!

[yeoroot]

9 Fandom Peeps to Get to Know Better

Thank you for the tag @soup-du-silence !!

3 ships I like: JamiKali/KaliJami (TWST), LouWill (Metaphor Re:Fantazio), AtsuKita (Haikyuu!!)

First Ship: I can’t remember…? It may have been Sonic related like Sonic/Amy or Sonic/Tails or Phineas/Isabella from Phineas and Ferb-; now that I think about it I may have shipped Shadow with Rouge or Silver (ironically i know nothing about sonic now other than through a friend or if my brother wants to watch the movies)

Last Song: Get Him Back by Fiona Apple (I’m cycling through the album rn; I’ve been listening to 4 of her albums + the ost for Metaphor on repeat for weeks-)

Favorite Childhood Book: Hibi Chouchou (or Like a Butterfly); I used to read a lot of shoujo manga and I just found out while searching for it that it was made by the same mangaka as A Sign of Affection what-

Currently Reading: Metaphor Re:Fantazio fics! I’m specifically looking for LouWill; I’ve been watching the amount of fics for the game update for the past few days, and I just read a Chinese fic thats currently at 97k words via my phone translator. Read another Chinese fic for LouWill and was surprised by the dynamic, I’m cheering so loudly- (I also felt like writing for the ship, so I have two Google docs, one for stray ideas and another I’m working on slowly, but I forgot that it then stirs my want to make a fanbook and illustrate all of it, this isn’t good-)

Currently watching: Brooklyn Nine-Nine on repeat; sometimes I like to put myself in a type of purgatory where I become not that bored but not that entertained from the repetitiveness that I’m stirred into action. I also recently finished watching House M.D.

Currently consuming: a bright yellow soup with fish in it. My mom made it for me but because she told me the name of it in Vietnamese, I do Not know what I consumed. It was pretty good though!

Currently craving: x2 Buldak noodles. I’m stressed by a bunch of tasks, things I want to do, and the concept of time. Plus my tolerance grew from the frequency I’ve been eating them due to stress this is not a good combo who told me spice was good for stress-

Tagging: @pointy-spiral, @kobanzme, plus anyone who wants to do this! (No pressure if you don’t want to btw)

[blossompedal]

God this fandom is falling apart omg why is it becoming so toxic? 😭 This show is my most special thing ever to me and y’all are actually ruining it with all these takes. Like I do agree with some things like the fact that they fucked up a lot in the writing this season and with a lot of characters arcs…

Caitvi situation: Yes this is my favorite couple out of the whole show but I do see their relationship felt off in this season. I don’t understand all the hate though and homophobia that’s coming out of nowhere. I’m not saying everyone has to like them because I don’t like other ships from the show like timebomb but I feel like when people express not really liking timebomb so many people freak out about it 😭 and also with the Caitvi sex scene I do think it was alittle off as much as I love it, but again I don’t think vi was supposed to know her sister was gonna kill herself plus before that Jinx literally gave Vi her blessing to be with Caitlyn. Her whole life Vis main focus as mostly been trying to find her sister and rebuild that relationship with her and the ONE time Vi prioritizes her happiness first everyone looks down on her for it 😭 (but yeah I do get them doing it in a literal jail cell was weird 😭)

Timebomb situation: I love Jinx and I love Ekko and even though they aren’t my fav characters or couple I still do appreciate them and love episode 7. But I hate everyone saying how Timebomb deserved a happy ending than Caitvi and other characters. Like I get it if they were my favs I’d be alittle upset too about the ending but I think their relationship was super toxic.. I mean in season 1 they literally tried to kill each other did everyone just forget?? 😭 Plus I think Jinx isn’t mentally well enough to be in a relationship rn.

Lots of characters and not just Timebomb didn’t get happy endings and I feel like that’s kinda realistic especially just after a WAR. Were usually those don’t end up all happy and jolly…I don’t think Vi got the happiest ending either. Like yes she’s happy with Caitlyn but she still lost her sister and father AGAIN.

Everyone in this show went thru hella trauma and deserve a break and a happy ending but unfortunately I think that would just be alittle unrealistic…

I really just want this fandom to go back they way it was when it first came out cuz omg 😭 and I don’t even care if I’m ranting too much I have a lot more to say than just this.

[biggie-chcese]

This is the post where I talk about Yakou, Vivia, and Yuma

(buckle up, buttercup it's a spoiler-ridden ramble)

so these three knuckleheads (and makoto, but this post ain't about him) just so happen to be my favorite characters in the game. and part of the main reason for that is, well, *gestures vaguely at all of Chapter 4*, but also just the dynamic that these three share. a long time ago, i made a memey post about this dynamic, and while i'm sure you can very easily infer what i'm trying to say in it, i'll still clarify it here:

vivia and yuma both have very, very similar feelings towards yakou.

now, this is not a sentence i'm saying with shipping goggles on- i want to make it clear that this post is not about romantic ships. it's a joint canon character analysis, and i think it's important to stress this early on.

let me start from the end of the beginning: the part in chapter 0 where yuma just left the labyrinth, and despite his best efforts in fighting the peacekeepers with facts and logic, still finds himself about to be arrested. it's important to consider just how yuma's state of mind is at this point in the game. thanks to both the brutal massacre on the train and his amnesia, yuma is helpless. he's traumatized, and aimless, and feels like he has no one on his side. this even includes shinigami, because while they develop into incredible partners later on, at this point in the game, yuma does not see her as such.

it's not shinigami who saves him from this predicament, despite how much she brags about allegedly doing so. it's yakou who comes to his rescue. and when he's under yakou's protection, yuma even internally voices his relief: "finally, an ally."

now, yakou is the first person yuma sees this way. when he got onto the amaterasu express, he was immediately thrust into a situation where he couldn't trust anyone on board, including himself. the people he could've trusted died before he had the chance, and the peacekeepers are most certainly his enemies. so yakou is the one that yuma latches onto. over time, that submarine, the friends he'd meet, the memories he'd make, yakou himself, and everything he represents would become home to yuma. but that's a bit later. for now, yakou guides him through the city, and then to the roof where they'd look over the vast expanse of neon lights and share a much needed moment of solace. a moment of peace... and quiet.

speaking of that phrase, i am going to start talking about vivia now.

from vivia's DLC, we learn a lot about his first days in kanai ward. he arrives to the city depressed, constantly searching for his own peace and quiet. thanks to his forte and his upbringing, he's traumatized, and aimless, and feels as though he has no one on his side. when yakou gives him the rooftop talk he gave the other detectives, vivia is notably pretty cold with him. he immediately makes it clear to yakou that he doesn't intend to go around saving people, or solving mysteries, or even making friends. he even tells yakou to leave him alone.

this i find really interesting, because when yuma approaches him in the prologue, vivia is very receptive to him to the point of even calling him kind for bothering to speak to him. i think this is because of yakou. it's yakou's persistent kindness that eventually helps vivia inch out of his shell, bit by bit, until he's finally happy to be receiving that kind of attention from others. in that DLC, yakou showing just how much he cared over and over again saved vivia in a very different way than yuma. but don't get it twisted- there's a lot they share in common.

let's look at the way vivia talks about yakou and the submarine itself. in chapter 3, he calls the fireplace within it his "beautiful bed of peace and quiet." in chapter 4, he stresses it again, saying "Surprisingly... I liked it there... The little bit of peace and quiet I found at the Nocturnal Detective Agency." and in the epilogue, he looks back at the chief's empty chair, and says "It was rather... comfortable in here."

from this, it's easy to tell that the submarine, the friends he'd met, the memories made, yakou himself, and everything this man represented, was home to vivia. sound familiar?

and i wanna touch on the other detctives too, because i am not implying that vivia and yuma have stronger bond with yakou than them or anything. they, too, deeply care for their chief and vice versa. in fact, yakou treats all of the detectives pretty much the same way (this is also part of why the yakou fathero trope doesn't personally appeal to me- it's almost always exclusive to yuma, which i dont think is the case in canon. the only thing exclusive to yuma is the pushing around and light bullying from yakou, and this is because yuma lets everyone treat him that way). yakou sees the detectives not only as colleagues, but also as people he needs to protect. even in chapter 4, when he puts everyone in danger, he still had their safety in mind- otherwise he'd only bring fubuki and desuhiko along for his plan. halara and vivia were there to keep everyone safe, and yuma was to not be involved at all. of course, he didn't account for yuma's impeccable ability to get into trouble... but more importantly, he didn't account for the possibility that the detectives would bother to stay with him and try to save him.

they all love their chief so much. they all try to save him. they all break down when they can't. and while i don't find vivia and yuma's love for yakou greater than the other detectives', i do think it's different.

halara, fubuki, and desuhiko all have these implied outer lives from what we see in the game. once they're out of kanai ward, they still have people, passions, and duties to return to. but the same can't be said for vivia and yuma.

in his dlc, vivia says himself that he has no one. this means that, despite the big family he was raised in, it's likely none of them are keeping contact with him. he says he has no regrets- only things to do before he quietly passes on. the man came to kanai ward looking for a place to die. this is the attitude of someone who fully believes he has nothing to lose.

yuma has amnesia for most of the game, so he quite literally lost everything. he even says so. as far as he's concerned, everything he holds dear is localized entirely within kanai ward. also, it's not like the man he used to be- number one, who famously works alone- had anyone to begin with. even though there is a very different set of issues from vivia's happening here, selling off your memories is, frankly, also the attitude of someone who fully believes he has nothing to lose.

this very similar setup is why i think they see yakou as someone who takes up a large portion of what they consider their entire world. vivia simply sees this in a more metaphorical sense while, for yuma, it's much more literal. in a way, this also kinda parallels how these two act.

so you may be wondering why any of this matters. like, okay, they both feel the same way towards yakou. then what? well i just think it makes chapter 4, an already amazing chapter, even more compelling!!

think about it this way: chapter 4 is a clashing of ideals under the same exact desires- to protect yakou. to protect their home. to protect everything they hold dear and return to how things were before.

but the ways they go about doing this are completely different. yuma chooses to protect his home by revealing the truth and weathering the oncoming storm, no matter how uncomfortable it may be. vivia chooses to protect his home by sticking to a comfortable lie, preventing anyone else from seeing the cracks in the walls and skeletons in the closet.

but, regardless of their methods, everything they do is because of love. it's because of care. it's because of gratitude. it's because of this deep desperation to cling on to what they believe is all they have left...

...despite the fact that it's already slipping between their fingers like sand...

and this. this is what i think makes vivia's choice to let go of that desperation, take yuma's hand, and fight at his side as a detective all the more powerful.

[ochahimikoo]

The ask button yelled at me, so I felt compelled to ask you something /j

Other than togachako, do you have any favorite MHA ships?

And also, what're your favorite togachako headcannons? (Pick your favorite one for Ochako, your favorite one for Himiko, then one about both of them! >:D)

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I don’t really have any ship that I feel strongly about, I enjoy BakuDeku, MomoJirou, KamiJirou is cute, TodoIida I find very cute. So for ships, I guess it would be those?

As for my headcanon for Ochako: I imagine she’s very good at working out and has a strict diet she follows once she becomes a pro hero. I’ve always liked the idea of her getting buff.

For Himiko: she’s very into history. I don’t know why but I feel like she knows a lot about Japanese history.

For Tgchk: I like to think they would’ve adopted lots of stray animals, birds, cats, dogs. And a hedgehog because Himiko thinks they’re cute.

[buryyourrevolutionaries]

my friend guesses the outsiders musical characters part three FINAL PART

(she has never seen the musical, read the book or watched the movie. all she knew beforehand is that there were three brothers, people died, and someone had a pony-based nickname)

Clary (came from a mix of Claire and Sally)

"she's literally gorgeous omg"

"definitely part of the forced heterosexual ship, probably with ponysweat" (for context if this is the first post you are seeing, my friend genuinely believed the main character was named "ponysweat")

"she wants to go to school and become a lawyer" ("I want to help people not go to jail!" - Clary)

"family trauma. with her mom, dad..IDK she's got some family trauma"

"mezzo soprano. I know I didn't do this with anyone else but she's a mezzo"

"she would've voted for Kamala"

"she's not friends with Irwin (Bob) but all of her friends are friends with him so she has to be around him"

"Maybe Irwin has a crush on her but she avoids him"

"she loves ponysweat tho but no one likes their relationship because it takes too much away from the main story and ponysweat's grief for Jonathan (not Johnny but Darry)"

Rick (was very unconfident about this)

"is that a beer opener or a pocket knife?"

"I don't think that knife means anything for his character/when you think of rick you don't think of a knife/it was just the prop the actor wanted in this photo"

"running joke that Rick is obsessed with his hair" ("I may have sexy hair but that doesn't mean I can't fight!"- Rick)

(she didn't have anything else to say about him)

Jeanie

"why is she here?"

"clearly a socialist"

"something in the show is definitely her fault/she definitely did something stupid"

"a whole section of the fandom is dedicated to defending Jeanie"

"friends with Clary I guess"

"no way she's single"

Fizzlepop (the story of how she got here is hilarious)

"third brother?"

"did Benny (her original name for him) die? there's no way two of ponysweat's brothers die!"

"dumbest out of three brothers but also the sweetest"

"HE HAS A NAME TAG! HE MUST HAVE A NICKNAME!"

"lemme look up names that end in "oop"!"

"scoop...his names not poop is it?"

"wait that might not be an o...it's a p!"

"who puts their NICKNAME on a name tag though?"

(looks up compound words that end in pop) "brainpop...technopop...lollipop..."

"what's something in the sixties with pop? A DRINK!"

"ITS FIZZLE POP! OR SODAPOP!"

(after thirty minutes she decided it was a three-way tie between fizzlepop, orangepop, and sodapop but from here on she referred to him as fizzlepop)

"probably a fan favorite if he's dumb and his name is fizzlepop"

"probably the fandom made him gay"

"he's with Jeanie but the fandom is upset because they wanna be with him"

Louis

"he is equally as mean as Irwin (Bob) neither of them are nicer than the other"

"he says a joke about golf at one point"

"more of a fighter than Irwin/he's the brawn to irwin's brains"

"Louis looks uncomfortable with his rich jerkiness! Or he's adjusting his shirt."

"Devious"

"definitely a bad student"

"Irwin/Louis is a popular ship. Wait would fandom ship two people that nobody likes?"

"he definitely dies"

[imfamou69]

Remembered this image and I knew I had to draw them.. hi mkulia nation👋👋

[calciumdreams]

lazy afternoon

[oceanwithouthermoon]

remember how when saiki was crushing on satou and wanted to talk to him, instead of yk.. actually talking to him, he found out all of his interests and displayed his own interest in those things in front of him to try to get him to notice him??

yeah, now imagine him doing that when he has a crush on anyone else..

hes such a silly and awkward teenage boy i love it, like buddy you CAN just talk to your crush, you dont have to try to get him to "notice you.." but hes too silly and awkward so thats like the most he would ever do and would still probably think that that counts as flirting

im just... wondering about how saikis terrible silly flirting tactics would translate if his crush was on one of his FRIENDS.. like someone he could actually be around and would see and talk to him.. would he just like be trying to impress them ?? moving toward them more ?? adopting more of their mannerisms and interests maybe ??

imagine that like EVERYONE in the group would notice it, but it wouldn't be like "omg saiki is flirting" it would be more like "omg why is saiki being extra awkward and talking more" because hes so painfully unclear about his intentions but hes usually so quiet and unassuming that this would be such a stark contrast to his usual behavior...

[bruhstation]

Can you elaborate more on Spencer wanting to make Henry dependent on him?

Would he do the same to Edward ? Like in the episode Edward the great?

Spencer trying to manipulate Gordon's friends?

spencer has some kind of weird toxic gay crush on henry. he's always liked men who are (in his opinion) in distress because they open an opportunity for spencer to swoop in and save them and feed his ego. henry's personality in spencer's head has been altered and dumbed down so severely to match his fantasies where spencer is henry's knight in shining armor who protects and takes care of him while henry is the damsel in distress who's waiting for big, strong spencer to take him away. this guy is a grade A freakster. henry just ignores spencer like he's scraps on a dinner plate and silently prays for his downfall.

after the events of the beast from sodor, spencer gained a microscopic smidge of respect towards henry. it's frankly embarrassing for him because henry's the one protecting spencer instead of the other way around like he envisioned. it doesn't stop him from annoying henry whenever he gets the chance. once, spencer left a note inside nwr 3's cab "call me if gordon's bothering you xxx-xxx-xxx <3 -S.S.G." and henry had to resist the urge to jump and dive head first onto the rocky road after finding it

speaking of gordon, spencer knows that if he DID manage to pull henry, gordon's gonna be extremely pissed off because 1) gordon is his cousin 2) gordon has been fumbling henry for around one and half a decade through gold dust-fueled mind-twisting situations yet they never ended up together and 3) spencer’s gonna have another insensitive stand up comedy material besides "dead siblings" and "dead father" which just excites spencer even more

edward isn't really spencer's type (wise, can stand his ground, etc) and he knows the older man can see right through him, so he's not interested in chasing after him. also henry will NEVER EVER return spencer's feelings mainly because he's just so annoying instead of the fact that spencer has ulterior motives for him and spencer will always remain having a one-sided crush/twisted infatuation/etc for henry

[strogoff-era]

I thought about this ship once and now i can’t stop thinking about them 💛

[turtletoria]

a little game I like to play called "block all popular ship tags" that makes tags for any big show become unusable :)