#this is enough to make a villain out of me

[matt0044]

So a stream was done by CrimsonEnder and their friends in response to Lily Orchard's going on about villains who have a point: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=iIlntitWYiM

It's a bit long and hard to parse through but their takes are interesting when it comes to the villains that do have a point, are stopped AND change things by proxy. Their insights on the matter like with Magneto are especially intriguing so if you got five hour to kill, well...

For me, I feel like cases like these need a third party that represent the "original problem" as it were. A villain group seeking justice for the downtrodden is problematic in a vacuum buuuuuuuut if there's a second group of antagonists that seek to violently enforce the status quo, that's actually makes for interesting nuance.

It's sorta the reason why I think certain X-Men series works a bit better than others. There are enemies like the X-cutioner or F.O.H. serving to show why an villain like Magneto would be driven to the extremes he does. Humans that take their prejudice of mutants far enough to act upon them, seeing themselves as the "real heroes."

I also think that the villain achieving their goal, being stopped before greater harm can be dealt and leaving the world on an very uneven keel would speak to how revolutions never truly end on a clean note. Those who cling to how things once were can be beyond stubborn and those vulnerable in the conflict are likely to not make it out.

Like the villain knows that they're going to far, hates that they have to and sees them as a martyr if anything. It'd help if they understood why the hero has to stop them and doesn't really hold it against them too much. An honorable sort despite their cynicism.

[wonderjanga]

Workaholic

Billy doesn’t notice, but he’s a workaholic. Like a really bad one.

Supes and Marvel: *talking*

Hero 1: “Hey, Cap!”

Marvel: *pauses his convo* “Yes?”

Hero 1: “Could you cover me for monitor duty? I have it later today at three.”

Marvel: “Oh, sure! No problem!” *smiles*

Hero 1: *extremely grateful* “Thanks a lot, man.”

A couple minutes later…

Hero 2: “Hey, Marvel, could you cover me for monitor duty for tomorrow morning?”

Marvel: “Sure!”

Supes: “Back to back monitor duty? Are you sure you want that?” *sounds concerned*

Marvel: “Yeah, why wouldn’t I?”

Supes: “I… never mind.”

A couple more minutes later…

Hero 3: “Cap, could you cover me for monitor duty-”

Supes: *sounds firm because he thinks his friend is being taken advantage of* “No, he will not.”

Marvel: *sounds confused* “But I want to?”

Supes: “Marvel, you can’t just accept monitor duty for nearly two days straight. What about Fawcett?”

Marvel: “What about it? I can protect it just fine with or without monitor duty.”

Hero 3: “If it’s really that much trouble, you can just say no, Cap-” *feels bad*

Marvel: “But I want to say yes!”

or

Marvel: *zoned out and listening to the Gods arguing his head*

Batman: “Captain.” *walks over, holding a tablet*

Marvel: “Yes?”

Batman: “You’re going to sign up for the latest long-term missions, right? Like usual?” *hands him the tablet*

Marvel: “Of course!” *looks at three missions available for sign up* “Do any of them overlap?”

Batman: “No, but-”

Marvel: “Great!” *signs up for all three*

Batman: “Did even read the content of the missions?”

Marvel: “No? Should I have?”

Batman: “Yes?? Are you sure you wanna sign up for all three, Captain? You’d be gone for nearly 3 months.”

Marvel: “Eh it’s fine. Tawny will cover for me, and I don’t think any of my villains will attack Fawcett if I’m not there.”

Batman: *stares for a second before sighing* “Alright then.”

Bruce took this as confirmation that Marvel doesn’t have a personal life. Being gone for three months without a single person noticing would be impossible if he had one.

or

Worker 1: “Ugh… I can’t believe this.”

Marvel: *appeared from nowhere* “What’s wrong? Do you need help?”

Worker 1: “AGH- Wha? Captain Marvel??” *in disbelief that the Captain Marvel is talking to him* “Uhhh no. I don’t need help at all.”

Worker 2: “He does. Help him, Cap.”

Marvel: “Okay!” *quickly helps and trots off to go help someone else*

Worker 1: *makes sure that Billy is far enough* “Dude, why’d you just make Captain Marvel help me?”

Worker 2: “I didn’t make him do anything. I think he just likes to be useful. Not that I’m complaining. He always looks so happy when he gets to help too.” *pauses to think for a bit* “Point is, just let him help if you need it.”

So yes, Billy will take any work, and seek out any work. He’s just that type of little guy. Anyways, Billy eventually found out that his workaholic tendencies were a little extreme when Freddy started also being a hero.

Junior: “I can’t believe I’m in the Watchtower!”

Marvel: “Yeah, it’s amazing right?”

Batman: “Marvel. The new sign up sheets are out- who is this?”

Marvel: “Ah, Mr. Batman Sir, this is Junior. Junior, this is Mr. Batman Sir.”

Junior: “It’s a pleasure to meet you, sir!” *hero worship is practically oozing out*

Batman: “Likewise…” *is internally confused* “Anyways, Marvel, the new sign up sheets for long-term missions are out. I assume you’ll be joining like always?” *offers the Sign uptablet*

Marvel: “How’d you guess?” *smiles and takes the tablet from him*

Junior: “Long-term missions?”

Marvel: *pauses just when he’s about to sign up for a mission, and looks over to Junior* “Oh right. Junior, I don’t know if you wanna come or not.”

Junior: “Uh…” *looks between Batman and Marvel* “Sure, I’ll go.”

Marvel: *smiles at Junior* “Good.” *looks over to Batman* “How long are they?”

Batman: *swears that just for a teensy weensy second, Marvel’s smile was fatherly* “Each of them should take approximately two weeks to complete.”

Marvel: “Really? That’s shorter than normal.” *looks over to Freddy nervously* “Are you okay with being gone for six weeks?”

Junior: “Si- six weeks?! Batman said we’d only be gone for two??”

Marvel: “Yeah, but that’s the length for one mission. There’s three listed here.”

Junior: “Wait, you’re signing us up for all three?!”

Marvel: “Yeah?” *sounds unsure* “How about I only sign you up for one instead? We’ll do that one together and I’ll do the other two alone.”

Junior: “Wha…? Why are you signing up for three in the first place?”

Marvel: “Because why not?”

Junior: “Dude, that’s not normal.”

Marvel: “Of course it is! Mr. Batman sir hasn’t ever said anything.”

Junior: “That doesn’t mean it’s normal.”

Batman: “He is right. Signing up for three missions in a row, leaving earth for occasionally months at a time isn’t normal for anyone besides Green Lanterns. Captain, when was the last time you haven’t signed up for the latest mission and instead relaxed?”

Marvel: “I don’t know… but I do relax! Every single minute of me not being a hero is me relaxing!”

Junior: “Is it though…?”

Billy still ended up signing himself up for the three missions. Freddy decided to join him on the other two as well, so he wouldn’t be leaving his new buddy alone.

(Also, I’m sorry, but I had to just sneak in that little itty-bitty piece of Dad Marvel)

[danniloversugar]

Imagine if the [reader] is an already troubled child turning insane, having bits of struggles with seeing violence in daily life, Using fantasy to escape it all wonderland, Neverland, etc, You were a bright and a lovely child, polite and full of light, dreams of non-existence and fantasy, though after the trauma and all the neglect the [reader] never expect themselves to fall down a very deep rabbit hole, what's supposed to be under the rabbit hole was full of dreams and fantasy, but why is it full of nightmares and insanity? after all of the neglect of the bat family, loosing your family, your beloved parents to no good criminals and when you've thought you'll be loved, it was the grueling opposite, and slowly, little by little... Reader's sanity is dwindling down to bits [Violent trauma + Neglect + Threats + Near death experience] won't that make you insane? You keep trying to gain their attention, yet nothing was EVER happening. One placed a blade to your throat a threat of death, one was ignorant enough to leave you for dead in a cold winter night, one was ignorant and didn't care enough to bat an eye, one or two, or three just have seen you as an inconvenience...And slowly EVERYTHING was taking a toll to your already fragile mind, and..You just snapped ╬ You tried to remain in your wonderland, your fantasy, your dreams, though...With your crumbling mind, your wonderland starts to disintegrate into a mere nightmare full of insanity after all the things you've seen, you can't hold it out anymore and you just lost it.

Graphic!!

: Damian tried to use the animals to go after you, barking and biting. The next thing that had happened was the animal was found dead, it's skin tore opened, the intestines out and is pooled in blood, Damian was indeed angry yet couldn't help but feel a little disturbed by how you look at him, no more was the quiet and timid bastard child, it was you.

: You snapping at Jason's harsh remark by a swing of a knife you were using to chop vegetables by Alfred, it was almost funny how his reaction looks like, though it wasn't surprising with the violence, what was surprising that it came from you.

:Timothy looking through the security footage, entering in the manor was you, yet...Your white clothing along with your hands was bloodied and..is that..One of Damian's pets you were holding...? He knew Damian did something quite earlier yet he didn't expect to see how much you'll retaliate.

: Richard Grayson (Dick) tried to reason with you and conversed with you in your room, yet couldn't help but be disturbed with how you stood there, silent, staring, eyes wide shot, mirrors broken and an unfinished paintings of the dead pets of Damian's.

: Bruce Wayne, talked you out of it first, scolded you and threatened to put you in the Gotham asylum when he first heard about Damian, yet you didn't utter out a word and you dared him, describing everything that was done to you by Damian in detail and he couldn't utter out a word after your words, Whenever Doctors, and psychiatric going to take you away...You disappeared. Nowhere to be seen, unbeknownst to them, you were taken by a Villain, though...It was unexpected to how their plans changed, what a poor lonely child who fantasies themselves in wonderland, how cruel of them not to take them in, no?

This is just a hear me out, I wanna see a troubled reader who just didn't care anymore, like literally, insanity.

[bowandbrush]

Ideas/things I think are underutilized in rottmnt fanworks:

-Piebald

-Leo’s “lucky rock” (air turtle ep. for reference)

-the fact that Big mama willingly participated in the “doom dome” and maybe even at the Nexus at one point

-Lou Jitsu’s past and relatives

-the multitude of spirits seen in the s2 finale

-mystic trinkets and artifacts (you can never have too many!)

-yokai background characters

-the hidden city seemingly being run by fear (mobsters, power, etc.)

-more hidden cities outside of NY

-Baron Draxum being driven to a villain role only because he sought to protect the yokai race (he isn’t all that evil)

-Leo’s disgust of romance (…at least develop Leo into a romance role…)

-Donnie isn’t averse to EVERYTHING goopy and weird. (Like the yokai pizza he ate w/Leo in “operation: normal” and the Joey pouch he sat in with Leo in “hidden city job”)

-Sunita. look, she clearly has a taste for fashion (the fashion turtle pointed THAT out) and she chose to go into SCIENCE/biology class, out of many options. She would be besties with Donnie.

-those crab brothers

-tmnt iteration crossovers (there isn’t enough out there)

-Donnie (probably) being the medic (y’all are gonna hate me for this. But. I honestly don’t see that much to support medic Leo. it makes an excellent headcanon though! It looks like Donnie designed the entire medbay and patented the suits and whatnot in “down with the sickness”. Also he started spewing medical-talk when unmutated piebald fell out of the fishbowl.

-MAYHEM

-Senor Hueso’s son (Hueso Jr?)

-other Yojimbo/samurai rabbit characters! I’m tired of ONLY seeing usagi. Where’s gen? Chizu? Katsuichi? At least do your research y’all pleassseee. At least read a wiki page because so many usagis I’m seeing are so ooc that he’s just there to be Leo’s love interest. Cmon.

-Draxum’s son sloppy joe(seph)

-Characters from the rottmnt comics.

-Battle Nexus monsters (Lou Jitsu mostly fought hydras, big creatures, etc.)

-Renet!!!

-other characters from pre-existing tmnt iterations (Rocksteady, leatherhead, tigerclaw, Lita, Bebop, I could go on….)

-the turtles adopting a cat (rise Mikey hasn’t had the best of luck with cats though)

-space adventures! Triceratons! Aliens! Robots! please

-sibling kisses. Hugs and stuff. Now.

-Big Mama redemption arc??? I still haven’t seen one. She was actually pretty close to redemption towards the finale. We haven’t seen her in the movie, so who knows?

[chantillyxlacey]

i've seen a lot of takes (i am using the word 'take' absolutely neutrally here; and i'm specifying neutrality bc i have started to see that word as having inherently negative connotations in this context and i have no idea if that's just a Me Problem but i figured specificity couldn't hurt)

okay, that got away from me, let me start again

i've seen a lot of takes about The Damsel that have to do with idealization being another kind of dehumanization and how she's Like She Is because you/TLQ are projecting a fantasy onto her and sanding away any traits that don't fit into that fantasy and rendering her into little more than a vessel for your/TLQ's wish fulfillment

and i don't necessarily think that's *wrong* either-- but i think that's also not the complete picture, and that only looking that that half of the image does kind of tend to paint TLQ in an unfairly bad light

because the thing is, in The Damsel's route, TLQ is ALSO being reduced to an archetype just as much as The Damsel herself is! The Princess becomes the quintessential fairytale fair-maiden-in-distress that exists only to be rescued by a knight-in-shining-armor; and TLQ-- if you allow them to be guided entirely by The Smitten-- becomes that quintessential fairytale knight-in-shining-armor that only exists to rescue the fair-maiden-in-distress

The Damsel says over and over, explicitly, that "I just want to make you happy!" and The Smitten in this route is equally preoccupied with making HER happy-- he even says it directly if you start deconstructing her. every other part of his identity has been subsumed to revolve entirely around her just as much as the reverse is true for her.

(speaking of the Deconstructed Damsel, i've also seen Smitten's reaction to that touted as him not caring about her agency-- but again, i always read that as him being unable to see any flaws in her rather than being pleased with the idea of her being biddable, specifically. if you halt the deconstruction his reaction is "she's ALWAYS been perfect" -- he'd think that no matter what she did or said, because his identity revolves around her the exact way that hers revolves around him/TLQ)

even the actions that lead to HEA fit into this, i think-- i read that moment as less The Smitten lashing out at her because she didn't live up to his fantasy-- it still happens even after she's said "i guess we can stay, if that's what you want"-- she's giving The Smitten what he wants, but he's still distressed because SHE'S not happy

i think it's more The Smitten feeling that HE hadn't lived up to HIS half of their shared fantasy. if she's not happy with the idea of "all we need is each other" then it must be because HE failed somehow. if she needs or wants more than him, it must be because HE is not enough.

if he was just better at playing his part, if he just offered her more, if he was just clearer about his devotion--

"if we just showed her the contents of our heart, she'd be happy"

that's not to say that what The Smitten does in HEA isn't incredibly toxic for both of them-- it definitely is, and it clearly makes both the Princess and TLQ miserable. "everything she doesn't know she wants" is a bad mindset to approach a relationship with, whether that mindset is reached through controlling selfishness or a desperation to appease (and i definitely think Smitten is motivated by the latter-- it's no coincidence that we arrive at HEA through a literal and fatal act of self mutilation)

he's definitely the antagonist of HEA, in that he is what TLQ and the Princess and the player need to overcome, but he's not a VILLAIN (which i think is most clearly illustrated in the moment where the Princess admits she's unhappy, that she's never been happy here, and his reaction is to GIVE UP instead of lash out harder)

i never got the sense that The Smitten was ever putting any blame on The Damsel-- he always considered *himself* to be the problem-- he puppeteers TLQ just as much as he does the Princess, even if we can't hear him while she can, and he asks TLQ/the player through her "isn't this enough? isn't this what you wanted?"

which in and of itself is an unhealthy way to approach a relationship-- blaming oneself for every bit of conflict or lapse in synchronicity is just as harmful as laying all the blame on the other person. there IS no blame-- sometimes people disagree or have conflicting needs or desires, and that's not anybody's "fault" because that's just how people and relationships WORK.

...can you believe i wrote out all of this when my original intention was to lay out an entirely different point about a read on The Damsel/HEA routes that wasn't about relationships at all?

OKAY!

THAT GOT AWAY FROM ME LET ME START AGAIN

so i don't think that looking at The Damsel/HEA through a lens of "what does this say about relationships and expectations and respecting other people's agency" is incorrect-- clearly i have a lot of thoughts about that lens!

but i wanted to offer another one that i haven't seen yet:

The Damsel/HEA route as a commentary on what makes a satisfying narrative

if you play out The Damsel route just single-mindedly taking actions to free her-- it's kinda dull, isn't it? like-- it's not without its charms! The Smitten is silly and entertaining and the Narrator's exaggerated pettiness is very funny! but ultimately, that's about it.

potential sources of conflict are brushed aside-- if you took the blade with you, you just drop it and it gets forgotten; the Damsel's hand slips right out of the manacle with no effort or harm; when the Narrator locks the basement door, every 'choice' you make just magically unlocks it right away. and then you're outside, what you wanted to do from the start. ...so what do we do now?

nothing, actually. the chapter ends, and there is no chapter 3. the game itself continues, but that ending feels about as substantial as the Narrator's "Good Ending" where you follow his instructions without question and accomplish his goal immediately.

if you DON'T take either of the actions that lead to one of Damsel's chapter 3's, there's very little variation in The Damsel's story-- pretty much all of it comes down to slight differences in dialogue. there's no "the princess kills you" outcome. the closest thing to an alternate end to The Damsel is if you deconstruct her-- and even then, it feels like less an "alternate route" and more like-- a cheeky acknowledgement of the lack of substance, because that isn't a bug, it's a feature!

but if you introduce conflict-- either in the more direct sense by slaying The Damsel or in the more interpersonal sense by highlighting a mis-match in her and TLQ's desires-- suddenly the story opens up! there are a bunch of new possibilities and a bunch of new outcomes, and all of them are more interesting than "you achieve your goal with trivial effort, hooray!"

Even if you wind up finishing HEA on a note that is superficially very similar to the easy end of The Damsel's route-- you leave hand in hand with her, the narrator conceding defeat, and the last image of her before TSM takes her is a warm, tender smile-- it FEELS so much more like a genuine happy ending-- even though the Princess' face is still streaked and stained from her tears. BECAUSE of that.

it's one of the most heartwarming moments in the game, and one that has made me misty eyed every time i've seen it, and it's BECAUSE of the conflict you had to go through to get there.

conflict is what drives a compelling narrative, is the takeaway. it precludes PERFECT endings, perhaps, but not happy endings-- it's what makes those imperfect happy endings feel substantial and earned.

even the dinner and the board game contribute to the idea-- the description of the food is some really lovely writing, to the point where i sat through and listened to it all again even though i knew nothing really happens during it-- but *nothing really happens during it*. it doesn't move the narrative forward-- you're just as hungry as you were when you started. it just stalls the story in place, and every time you go through it again it's less satisfying until it's outright unpleasant. the description of the meal also notably gets simpler each time, and less detailed-- there's only so much that you can say about it before you run out of things to describe.

the board game is similar-- the way that it's described the first time you play even sounds like the description of an exciting story! and then the board resets, and you do it all again just the same. and so on. the game/story stops being exciting and the wins or losses stop feeling like they mean anything-- because is conflict really conflict, is a challenge really a challenge, if you're always tracing the same path, always making moves where you already know the outcome? it becomes "a slog towards the end"

and this is how i tie the idea of "what Damsel/HEA has to say about relationships" and "what Damsel/HEA has to say about narratives" together:

ultimately, the statements can be summarized the same way "whether in a narrative or a relationship, 'perfection' is unattainable, but you wouldn't actually want it anyway"

conflict, substance, variety

in a relationship there will always be differences of opinion, differing goals etc-- variety between the members of the relationship, knowing and sharing this substantial and non-superficial information about one another, navigating the resultant conflict-- that's what allows the relationship to grow and deepen, and what allows the people in it to grow as individuals as well.

in a narrative, or in Narratives, as a whole, conflict is what makes things HAPPEN, substance makes them feel like what happens MATTERS, like something is being communicated, variety means that you're learning or considering something new-- and those are what make a narrative capable of impacting a person, of changing them, of being remembered

[xia0ming56]

Gregors canto being the first of all the sinners makes me so sad for him bc bro was really gg thru it but thr was barely any camaraderie among the sinners since they js met and no one cared enough to rly gaf..

n then thr was the whole double whammy with yuris death on top (which is even worse considering gregor said that grete was around her age)

and then the TripLe whammy whr we meet the whole villain gang for the first time and everyones finding out that smone they were close to is part of that gang

so gregors js thr seeing his abusive mom after being thrown back into the battlefield like

N no one rly notices😭 and even after the canto finishes they get scolded by verg and dante wasnt rly experienced enough to know how to cheer everyone up (cant blame them since they literally had their head replaced like a day ago) and the other sinners were grieving yuris loss so he js sits on his own seat n stays quiet HE DOESN EVEN CRY😭😭😭😭😭

[fujoshirat]

When the Shouto Todoroki saves you and your kindergarten students at the aquarium during a villain attack, you can't seem to get him out of your head. Bonus: you're quirkless and he's a pro hero, so you live in two different worlds. The glue? His cute nephew that's obsessed with rocks and that just so happens to be in your kindergarten class.

In short: You've become obsessed, you suppose. But that's all right, you're not the only one that's obsessed.

WARNING: multi-POV (should have mentioned that last time and for the rest of the series but lol i'm always changing POVs), the end </3

Part 1! Part 2! Part 3!

4 - Suits

Kaoru doesn’t know how to feel about the suit. It’s itchy and the wrist cufflinks are kind of tight. Looking at his reflection in the mirror, he admires his reflection.

“Fancy…” he mumbles, not quite used to wearing such an elegant outfit. He wore T-shirts and shorts everywhere: at home, the park, the store. On more formal occasions like dinners with ojii-san and baa-chan, he’d wear jeans. The suit was stuffy and restrictive. But Kaoru liked it in a way. The suit made him look older. It made him look like oji-san at the suit store: grown up.

A knock on the door makes the little boy gasp. “Kaoru-kun, it’s me.” Recognizing his father’s voice, he opens the door. Natsuo smiles and enters. “Hey, are you ready to go? It’s almost time.” Kaoru nods and walks to the nearby desk. There, he grabs the smooth black box and opens it. Inside, two gorgeous matching rings, adorned with sandstone (Kaoru picked it out himself) and diamonds. Simple and elegant, like his oji-san. He hears his father clear his throat and turns back around to face him. Natsuo unexpectedly smooths out his son’s hair, earning a whine. “Dad!” His father crouches down and looks at the little boy maturing.

“Hey, Kaoru-kun.”

“Yes, dad?”

A soft smile adorns the white-haired man’s face.

“I’m proud of you.”

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Shouto Himura Todoroki is nervous. Here he is, standing at the altar, his best man and groomsmen standing to the side, the officiant waiting, everyone waiting, about to marry the most perfect woman he’s ever known. His gaze trails off to the rose flower decorations, archways and chairs all adorned with the romantic flower. Shifting his weight, the pro hero could feel his heart racing under his suit.

It had been exactly two and a half years since he’d confessed to her. They stood in the doorway of Kaoru’s kindergarten center one night, as Shouto was picking his nephew up. Stumbling over his words, he nervously gave you the rock and his affections, that beautiful, smooth speckled rock.

And she said yes.

Shouto was pulled out of his thoughts when the music began to play. He watched the young flower girl gracefully throw red and white rose petals along the path, some playfully landing on the guests.

And there you were, bathed in the sunlight, radiantly shining in the beautiful, pure white gown. You looked like a queen-no, a goddess. Your face covered in a sheer veil, your arm was resting on your father’s as you began walking down the aisle. Shouto could see your smile: bright yet nervous, eyes already tearing up. His chest tightening, the man could also feel a tear forming in his left eye.

Slowly, step by step, you approached the altar. Once close enough, his soon-to-be (literally) father in law gave Shouto a small smile before putting Y/N’s hand on his. When he walked away, Shouto tenderly whispered to her. “You’re so beautiful.” You giggled bashfully in response, your smile widening. The ceremony proceeding, time becoming a blur.

And when it came time for the rings, the not-so-little 8-year-old boy with white hair and pale skin walked up to the couple. Small shoes clicking on the tile, he stood in front of the pair and opened the box. There, the rings rested on the small velvety pillow. A rare smile full of sunshine adorned Kaoru’s sweet face as he looked at the soon-to-be-wedded couple. His teacher, Y/N L/N, and his uncle, Shouto Todoroki. Crouching down slightly, Shouto smiles at his nephew and takes the rings. “Thank you, Kaoru-kun.” Cheeks turning a soft shade of pink, the boy wordlessly nods and walks back to his seat.

A crystal tear rolls down your pretty face as Shouto puts on your ring. Sniffling, you put on his, trying to stop crying. The officiant watches before clearing his throat and proclaiming joyfully:

“I pronounce you husband and wife, you may now kiss the bride!”

₊‧°𐐪♡𐑂°‧₊

Every couple has their wingman, that special person that brought them together. For you and Shouto, it was his cute little nephew and your kindergarten student that made you two obsessed with each other.

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A/N: Part 4 is done and the series is over... (˃̣̣̥ヘ˂̣̣̥) I can't believe that this little idea in my scattered brain finally grew wings and was published OwO Thank you for reading Obsessed and I hope that you all loved it!! I sincerely appreciate everyone's support and patience with this mini series ദ്ദിദ്ദി(˃̣̣̥ᯅ˂̣̣̥) It was so much fun writing it and seeing all of the love!! Once I have time, I will update the series into a proper masterlist. Part 1 got a whopping 373 likes and Part 2 got an astonishing 23 reblogs, extremely surprising numbers for an underground writer like me >< So, one again, thank you all so much and I hope that you continue to look forward to and enjoy my future works ♡♡

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[jinxposting]

Jason Todd x Jinx! reader Chapter 1

Debut

Your official debut as the Joker's sidekick didn't come till you were 17

People knew of you prior to this, they knew Joker and Harley had been harboring a little maniac with a penchant for bombs

The uptake in explosives the Joker employed was less than subtle proof something had changed

Harley being a tad more mentally stable (tad being the key word) didn't want their surrogate child being caught in any crossfire

Joker didn't care

So they compromised with you being allowed to build your devices but not allowed to have any direct involvement in their escapades

Then you grew older and more confident

You demanded to be more involved

This of course came with risks

No more free roaming the streets of Gotham, now you'd have a target on your back

And most notably there was the Batman

Though he didn't know the exact nature of your relationship with Joker he was already well aware of your existence, just not your face or name

Until today

You were tasked with protecting the Joker's new cargo shipment. Weapons for the henchmen, canisters to house laughing gas, just your typical odds and ends. Easy work.

Or it should have been.

The Bat decided to make an appearance. He made quick work of your 'partners' (low level thugs really). You weren't worried though. You knew that the Dark Knight had strict rules not to kill. But you didn't.

You triggered the preemptively placed smoke bombs. Walking out to the front of the ship, still unloaded and parked in the harbor, you came face to face with the infamous Batman.

He stared you down, no surprise nor malice. Just a warning look.

"Hi."

You pulled the pins on two grenades and threw them at the man. With a flourish of his cape he shielded himself. Long enough for you to slip away.

That was until a blur of red and black caught your eye. And a fist. You weaved out of the way, barely missing the punch.

"Woah there, Boy Wonder. Don't you know the rules? You can't hit a girl!"

"You're not a girl, you're a villain."

"It's called duality."

The boy growled and threw another punch. Again, you weaved out of range. You reached behind your back for the gun you kept on hand. With a swift kick however, it went flying from your grasp. You were tackled to the floor, Robin pinning you down with a snarl.

"You aren't used to a fair fight, are you?"

"Fair my ass, there's two of you!"

"What are you even supposed to be?" The boy scrutinized your appearance. "Joker 2.0?"

"Jinx."

"What?"

"My name is Jinx."

The masked boy scoffed. "That doesn't match at all."

"Oh, and remind me what a robin has to do with bats?"

The boy opened his mouth only to immediately close it. He looked away in embarrassment. "I didn't pick it."

An opening.

You kneed him between the legs before rolling him over. The boy groaned out in pain. Before you could run a hand pulled you by the hair. You curse your long braids.

"That's enough."

You turned to eye the large man in black. There he stood, scowling, with a fist full of your green locks. You stared blankly.

"Can you let go now?"

"Depends. Are you going to run?"

You merely offered a smile

"Then no."

That was the first time you found yourself in the back of the batmobile.

Restrained to your seat of course, held against your will, Batman attempting to interrogate you. Still, you couldn't help but beam at the vehicle. Buttons and switches lined the dash with a voice activated screen in the middle. Hell, even the seats were equipped with built in tasers. You were in awe.

"This. Is. Amazing! What's the mileage on this baby? Do you really have an oil slick? What about tire jacks?!"

"Wouldn't you like to know."

"Uh, duh! That's why I asked."

The boy in the seat ahead of you mumbled something you couldn't hear. If your legs were free you'd have kicked the back of his seat.

"Hey, Boy Blunder. What's your damage? You caught me, didn't ya? Quit whining."

"You kicked me in the-!"

"Robin."

Batman didn't even take his eyes off the road. At least you don't think he did. Hard to tell with the mask. The boy crossed his arms defensively. Though he didn't say anything.

Oh? This would be fun.

"So... why a robin? Small, dainty, useless..."

He turned in his seat to face you. "So help me-"

"Robin."

"But she-!" The Bat glared this time. "I'm just supposed to let her trash talk me?!"

"You're supposed to ignore her."

"Yeah, Robin. Ignore me." You grinned.

Before he could retort a sudden crash reverberated through the car. Green smoke flooded the windshield. You'd recognize your handiwork anywhere.

"Hey, Batsy!" You heard Harley sing out. "I think you took somethin' o' mine."

It didn't take too long for Harley to rescue you. Batman may have strength but your family has speed. And bombs. Lots of bombs.

When you returned to the hideout Joker was less than pleased. You fumbled the shipment and had to be rescued. How pathetic.

Now he thinks I'm weak.

I am not weak!

And I'll prove it.

[mouthpoisons]

i wrote this when i was very tired and im only just realising how messy it is but the better version is; as someone whos walked my entire adult life having a very messy and ever-changing relationship with my feelings towards sex and romance, and having personally experienced pretty much every flavour of ''intimate but not 100% allo or romo relationship'', i feel like i have enough knowledge and nuance of the various genres of the ways people can love eachother to confidently tell you jayvik is just fucking gay across the board dude. if you ask me there simply isnt a queerplatonic or brotherly reading here

you gave them both comphet girlfriends and intentionally constantly made them parallels or stand-ins for the men they actually want to be with, you had viktor do a gay hookup joke, you had jayce having sex with mel intercut with viktor coughing up blood and passing out, you had them making googoo eyes at eachother constantly, you made them cosmically intertwined soulmates in every universe who are destined to accept eachothers' love and save the world, when in original lore they were a pretty cut and dry hero-villain duo who beat the shit out of eachother every weekend. you added all that extra shit in

the ''brotherly'' reading hes trying to gaslight everyone into accepting simply is isnt there. like imo as someone whos like 80% asexual and has spent a very sizeable amount of time viewing adoptive sibling type relationships as the absolute crown jewel of intimacy for me, that is not whats being portrayed here. jayvik want to fuck eachother and get married. lol. dont piss me off. silco and vander are ambigious enough for the brother reading to hold water, but if thats what you wanted to do with jayvik then you simply shouldve just written it. in a show thats full of adoptive family relationships (including jayces actual adoptive sibling relationship with cait that we can directly compare to LMAO), these two are Capital G Gay

Im a gay aroace who in my 27 years have never been in an alloromantic allosexual relationship in my Life, but I’ve been in any flavour and combination of asexual romance/platonic soulmates/friends with benefits/queerplatonicism you could possibly think of and That Man can’t gaslight me least of all into interpreting jayvik as anything other than 2 guys who have been battling the comphet and/or “I’m not good enough for him” demons for like 10 years but have been yearning for eachother in Every way to literal world ending devastating effect the whole time

Not to headcanon a real person but if jayce is your self insert and you wrote all that and approved those storyboards/rough animations and everything else then you might have something to discover about yourself idk man but don’t make it everyone else’s problem. “Brother relationship” but then you have jayce be stuck in a ditch being forced to realise the fact he dated a woman with a gazillion “mirroring/super empathy powers” visual and narrative parallels to the man he is Desperate for while crying his ass off. You made them soulmates who in realising and accepting their love for eachother in every possible timeline they will save and/or destroy the world. Literally a you problem my guy everyone else out here has literally just been reading the fucking text

[bubblewhale]

I'm just now finding out that people did not like my villain academia arc.

I truly watched bnha for the LOV (besides bkdk).

The main cast is nice and all but if i put on my critical lenses i honestly don't see the hero society as a viable option. Economically and structurally i just don't get it - it's a cult that creates celebrities/heroes who are obviously used as both propaganda and tools of war, under the guise of fighting crime. At this point, heroes serve as either military special op forces or double-agents, or even as nuke level power holders. Either way, they are totally dehumanised soldiers. On the other end, the hero cult itself triggers people becoming villains. It does so by blaming individuals for becoming villains, even when it's obvious that they are direct results of wider structural societal problems. It's shown many times how hate can manifest in families as perfectionism, abuse, obsession, suppression, phobia (Shoto, Dabi, Shigaraki, Toga), poverty and human trafficking (Hawks) and xenophobia and racial (?) discrimination with mutants (Spiner).

The only moment i was hopeful they're gonna address the structural problems was the liberation army attack on the hospital in the war arc. But what was crazy to me is that the hero society held a war prisoner in the basement of a public hospital - using a civilian shield tactic, which is considered a war crime. Spiner's character arc is also extremely sad and unhelpful. Even the school itself becomes a military stronghold.

For the question of family dynamics we get Endeavor atonement arc. But we also get a scene which implies that he sa'd his wife (as if the fact that she was sold to him wasn't enough). The one scene that wasn't believable to me at all was Rei coming to visit Endeavor in the hospital. God bless Shoto, that kid is so strong, understanding perfectly Endeavor is to blame for all that. But it shows that in case of powerful men, sa and child abuse are not treated as crimes, as they should be.

Hawks is another great example of literally being sold and used, similar to Lady Nagant - and nothing is gained from their arcs in the sense of revealing the hidden corruption. Both of them side with the "hero" side in the end, the side that made them do their dirty work for them. He even becomes a murderer because of this but still manages to keep in the public’s good graces by acting as if killing is something he had to do for the greater good, same reason he sided with Endeavor.

Toga is a brilliant representation of discrimination towards a sexual minority but then she dies to save a hero she loves. It's tragic, honestly.

Deku is the only one trying to do something and helping (Shoto, Bakugo, All Might and Shigaraki are some examples) people change their mind and views on heroism/what it means to live righteously. I haven't read the manga so i don't yet understand what Deku losing his quirk could mean but honestly this AFO-OFA tug of war is the most boring part to me.

The show still mostly puts everything down to individual level and blames the villain or makes it somehow personal responsibility of heroes to deal with it.

Thus the league of villains becomes the focal point of the show - their double bind with AFO on one end and heroes on the other.

It just bugs me that the whole show could be read as cop/military propaganda and that our protagonists are basically glorified cops. This is why vigilante Deku arc was so exciting, finally! And this is why the whole concept of the show would be very different if it was made from LOV's pov from the start.

As it is, there's lots of bright and shiny feathers but not much substance in the show. The biggest stars of the show are personal tragedies, sometimes out-shining the main plot and gloriously failing to tie into the bigger picture.

[urdreamydoodles]

Bat-Villains x Reader

They had a bad day at work and they come home to you

Characters: Joker, Harley Quinn, Poison Ivy, Bane, Scarecrow, Two-Face, The Riddler & The Penguin

The Joker

- The day had been nothing short of chaos, even by Joker’s standards. The heist went sideways, his crew made careless mistakes, and Batman was an ever-present thorn in his side. As he sat in the wreckage of his latest hideout, his manic laughter began to falter, replaced by an unfamiliar weight in his chest. His mind drifted to you, your laugh, your touch—things that had no place in his twisted world, yet they crept in anyway.

- He hated feeling this way, this nagging pull toward something soft, something vulnerable. But the thought of you brought a strange kind of clarity amidst his spiraling madness. The idea of you waiting for him, unjudging and warm, was the only thing that kept him from descending further into his own chaos.

- By the time he reached your shared home, his steps were less erratic, his usual grand entrance subdued. He found you curled up with a book, the glow of the lamp casting soft shadows across your features. For a moment, he simply stood there, watching you, the tension in his body slowly unraveling.

- “Miss me, doll?” he finally said, his voice lacking its usual theatrics. You looked up, and the way your face lit up when you saw him felt like a balm to his frayed nerves. Without a word, you crossed the room and wrapped your arms around him, grounding him in a way he didn’t think was possible.

- He sank into the embrace, his head resting against yours as he let out a long sigh. “Rough day,” he murmured, an uncharacteristic honesty slipping through his defenses. You didn’t push for details, knowing he’d share only what he wanted. Instead, you just held him, your quiet presence enough to soothe the storm inside him.

- Later, as you ran your fingers through his hair while he stretched out beside you, he found himself talking more than usual. He recounted his day in fragmented pieces, the frustration in his voice giving way to something softer as he focused on you.

- “You make it bearable, you know,” he admitted, his voice low. “All this madness... it’s not so bad when I know I’ve got you.” For a man like Joker, the admission was monumental, and though he’d never say it outright, he was terrified of losing the one piece of sanity in his life: you.

Harleen Quinzel aka. Harley Quinn

- Harley’s day had been a whirlwind of bad luck. The cops were relentless, her latest plan fell apart, and to top it off, one of her so-called allies betrayed her. By the time she managed to escape, she was exhausted and on edge, her usual bubbly demeanor replaced with a rare scowl.

- Sitting on a rooftop to catch her breath, her mind wandered to you. The thought of your easy smile and calming presence made her heart ache in a way she couldn’t quite describe. You were her sanctuary, the one person who saw her for more than just the chaos she caused.

- When she finally made her way home, she burst through the door with her usual energy but faltered when she saw you waiting for her. “Hey, puddin’,” she said, her voice softer than usual. You immediately noticed the exhaustion in her eyes and beckoned her over.

- Without hesitation, she flopped onto the couch beside you, burying her face in your shoulder. “It’s been a day,” she mumbled, her voice muffled. You ran your fingers through her hair, letting her vent in her own way.

- Harley wasn’t one to wallow, but tonight, she let herself be vulnerable with you. She talked about the betrayal, the frustration, and the weariness that came with always having to keep up her wild persona. You listened without judgment, offering her the comfort she rarely let herself ask for.

- “Ya know,” she said after a long pause, looking up at you with a small smile, “you’re like my safe place or somethin’. Weird, huh? Me, Harley Quinn, needin’ someone to keep me grounded.” She laughed, but there was a sincerity in her words that made your chest tighten.

- That night, as you lay tangled together, she held onto you like a lifeline. For all her bravado and chaos, Harley Quinn had a heart that beat fiercely for those she loved, and you were the one person who got to see it in its entirety.

Pamela Isley aka. Poison Ivy

- Ivy’s day had been grating in every possible way. Corporate polluters had ruined one of her prized gardens, Gotham’s heat was stifling, and her attempts to protect the environment felt like they were being undone faster than she could act. It left her feeling helpless, a rare and unwelcome emotion for someone so fiercely independent.

- As she retreated to her sanctuary, the thought of you crossed her mind. You, who managed to bring a sense of peace to her chaotic existence. You, who never judged her for her extremes but instead supported her in ways no one else could.

- When she arrived home, the sight of you tending to one of her plants made her pause. You looked up with a smile, and for the first time that day, she felt the tension in her chest begin to ease.

- “You’re home,” you said softly, setting the plant down and walking over to her. She didn’t say anything at first, just pulled you into a gentle embrace, letting the warmth of your presence soothe her frayed nerves.

- “It’s been... difficult,” she admitted, her voice barely above a whisper. Ivy wasn’t one to show weakness, but with you, she didn’t feel the need to hide. You listened as she vented, offering words of encouragement that felt like sunlight breaking through storm clouds.

- As the night went on, she found herself leaning into you more, her usually guarded demeanor softening in your presence. “You have a way of making everything seem... manageable,” she said, her fingers tracing idle patterns on your arm.

- Ivy wasn’t one to rely on others, but you had become her exception. In a world that constantly fought against her, you were her oasis, and she realized that she’d do anything to keep you by her side.

Bane

- Bane’s day had been a relentless grind of planning, fighting, and asserting his dominance over those who dared challenge him. He was used to the weight of leadership, but today had been particularly taxing, leaving him with a rare sense of fatigue.

- As he sat alone in the dim light of his quarters, his thoughts drifted to you. The memory of your touch, your voice, and your unwavering support brought an unexpected calm to his usually restless mind.

- When he returned home, his imposing figure filled the doorway, but his usual stoicism was softened by the sight of you. “You’re back,” you said, your voice filled with genuine relief. He nodded, stepping inside and letting the door close behind him.

- Bane rarely showed vulnerability, but tonight, he let you see the weariness etched into his features. “It was... challenging,” he admitted, his voice quieter than usual. You guided him to sit, your hands gentle as they brushed against his.

- As you cared for him, he found himself relaxing in a way he hadn’t thought possible. “You ease my burden,” he said, his voice rough but sincere. “In a world of conflict, you are my peace.”

- That night, as he lay beside you, his massive frame curled protectively around you, he realized just how much you meant to him. You weren’t just his partner; you were his anchor, the one person who made him feel human in a life filled with inhuman challenges.

- Bane was a warrior, a leader, and a force to be reckoned with, but with you, he allowed himself to be something he rarely acknowledged: a man deeply in love. And he would do everything in his power to keep you safe.

Jonathan Crane aka. Scarecrow

- The day had been grueling for Jonathan. His experiments had failed, his underlings proved incompetent, and Gotham’s criminal underworld continued to undervalue his genius. As he sat in his lab, surrounded by shattered vials and the acrid smell of fear toxins, his thoughts drifted. He was unused to thinking of anything outside his work, but tonight, your face crept into his mind, unbidden but strangely comforting.

- He hated the vulnerability that came with caring for someone, yet the image of you smiling, oblivious to his current frustrations, brought a rare calm to his racing thoughts. For a moment, he considered what it might be like to let someone in, to share the weight of his ambitions.

- When he returned home, his mind was a storm of frustration and unacknowledged feelings. He found you reading by the dim light of the living room lamp, the atmosphere serene in stark contrast to his chaotic day. You looked up and smiled, a gesture so simple yet disarming that it stopped him in his tracks.

- “You’re back,” you said softly, closing your book. He stood there for a moment, silent, before stepping into the room and sitting beside you. His usual cold demeanor seemed to melt as you rested your hand on his arm. “Rough day?” you asked gently.

- “Understatement,” he murmured, his voice low and strained. To his surprise, he began to talk—about the failures, the frustrations, and the nagging feeling that he was losing control. You listened without judgment, your quiet presence grounding him in a way he hadn’t realized he needed.

- Later, as you sat together in comfortable silence, your head resting against his shoulder, he felt an unfamiliar warmth in his chest. “You’re a curious distraction,” he muttered, the closest thing to a confession you’d ever get from him. But in that moment, it was enough.

- As he watched you drift off to sleep beside him, he realized that the fear he wielded so effectively was nothing compared to the fear of losing you. And for the first time, Jonathan Crane felt like he might have something worth protecting.

Harvey Dent aka. Two-Face

- Harvey’s day had been a balancing act, both figuratively and literally. Between keeping his criminal empire running and battling the constant inner turmoil of his dual personality, he was exhausted. The endless decisions weighed on him, the coin offering little solace as the world demanded answers he couldn’t always provide.

- As he sat in his office, the remnants of the day’s chaos strewn around him, his thoughts wandered to you. He tried to dismiss it—what place did you have in his fractured world? But the memory of your voice, your touch, brought a rare sense of calm to his warring mind.

- When he finally came home, the sight of you was like a balm to his frayed nerves. “Harvey,” you greeted warmly, your smile softening the hard lines of his face. He hesitated at the door, unsure how to bridge the gap between the chaos of his world and the peace you offered.

- “Rough night,” he admitted, his voice carrying the weight of exhaustion. You didn’t press him for details, simply guiding him to sit with you on the couch. Your hands found his, and he marveled at how steady they felt against his own trembling ones.

- “You ground me,” he confessed quietly, his dual-toned voice raw with emotion. “You make it easier to face the chaos.” It was rare for him to be so open, but you had a way of coaxing the vulnerable parts of him out into the light.

- That night, as you both lay in bed, he found himself studying your face in the dim light. For a man so accustomed to uncertainty, the clarity of his feelings for you was both terrifying and exhilarating.

- “You’re my constant,” he whispered, his fingers brushing against your cheek. And in that moment, Harvey Dent, the man and the villain, knew that he had something worth fighting for, no matter how fractured he might be.

Edward Nygma aka. The Riddler

- Edward’s day had been an exercise in frustration. His latest riddle had stumped even himself, his henchmen were incompetent, and Batman had gotten far too close to his plans. He prided himself on his intellect, but today, the cracks in his carefully constructed facade were starting to show.

- As he paced his lair, the thought of you crept into his mind. He scoffed at first—what place did affection have in a mind as brilliant as his? But the memory of your laugh, your wit, and the way you looked at him like he was more than just his intellect gnawed at the edges of his focus.

- When he finally returned home, his usual sharp tongue was dulled by exhaustion. You greeted him with your usual warmth, and he found himself momentarily speechless. “Rough day?” you asked, tilting your head in that way that always made him want to tell you everything.

- “You could say that,” he replied, collapsing into the chair across from you. You didn’t press him, instead offering him a knowing smile as you brought him a cup of tea. It was such a simple act, yet it brought a warmth to his chest he couldn’t quite explain.

- As the night wore on, he found himself talking—about the failures, the frustrations, and the gnawing doubt that maybe he wasn’t as infallible as he liked to think. You listened patiently, your quiet confidence in him a stark contrast to his own insecurities.

- “You have a way of making me feel... human,” he admitted, his voice soft and uncharacteristically vulnerable. It was a rare moment of honesty from a man who thrived on puzzles and misdirection.

- As you both sat together in the quiet, he realized that for all his riddles and schemes, you were the one thing in his life that wasn’t a mystery. And that thought terrified him as much as it comforted him.

Oswald Cobblepot aka. The Penguin

- Oswald’s day had been a disaster. The Iceberg Lounge had been raided, his business deals had fallen through, and he’d had to deal with more than his fair share of incompetence from his lackeys. By the time the day was over, he was seething with frustration, his usual charm replaced with cold anger.

- As he sat alone in his office, nursing a glass of whiskey, his thoughts wandered to you. He prided himself on his independence, but tonight, the thought of you waiting for him brought an unfamiliar sense of comfort.

- When he finally returned home, he was met with the sight of you waiting for him, your expression soft with concern. “Long day?” you asked gently. He grunted in response, too tired to offer his usual witty retort.

- You didn’t push him to talk, simply guiding him to sit beside you and placing a hand on his shoulder. The tension in his body began to ease under your touch, and for a moment, he allowed himself to be vulnerable.

- “It’s exhausting,” he admitted, his voice low. “Always having to be one step ahead, always having to fight for every inch.” You listened quietly, your presence a soothing balm to his frayed nerves.

- As the night wore on, he found himself opening up more than he ever had before. “You’re the one thing in my life that isn’t a struggle,” he confessed, his voice raw with emotion. “And I don’t know what I’d do without you.”

- That night, as he held you close, he realized just how much you meant to him. For all his schemes and ambitions, you were the one thing he’d fight to keep, the one person who made him feel like more than just the Penguin.

[rewritingtales]

the  promise  of  a  face  off  excited  him.  he  does  enough  not  to  showcase  that.  shoulders  straighten  out  a  bit  and  his  grin  softens  into  a  polite  smile.  “do  tell  me  about  your  travels  if  our  paths  ever  cross  again.  i'm  curious  to  see  how  it's  turned  out  for  you.”  more  so  he  wants  to  see  if  he  kills  the  witch.  one  less  person  that  can  be  his  competition.  oh  to  be  a  fly  in  the  wall  during  that  interaction.  to  think,  he  spent  eighteen  years  of  his  life  warning  rapunzel  of  people  like  ezekiel.  then  he's  here,  making  deals  with  the  man  and  forming  an  ally  ship  of  some  sorts.  as  long  as  it's  mutually  beneficial,  then  he  doesn't  see  the  harm  in  defending  another  villain.  “tell  me,  if  you  pride  yourself  so  much  on  all  this  bloodshed,  which  has  been  your  favorite  moment  of  violence?  surely  you  have  a  whole  list  up  in  that  angry  head  of  yours.”  gothel  doesn't  say  it,  but  he  just  wants  to  know  how  capable  he  is  of  doing  what  it  takes.  he  tucks  his  hand  behind  his  back,  wrapping  one  around  the  wrist  of  the  other.  then  he  balances  himself  on  his  heels,  trying  to  look  like  he's  not  waiting  too  eagerly  on  the  wolf's  answer.  “better  make  sure  he  doesn't  get  any  other  part  of  you  either.  i  would  hate  to  hear  that  someone  is  stitching  you  up  to  be  able  to  make  it  through  the  winter.”  he  shivers  a  bit.  this  is  now  the  second  villain  that  he's  talking  down  on  to  pit  zeke  against  them.  oh  the  joys  of  manipulation.  “blond  named  rapunzel,  goes  by  ray  now.  i  just  want  to  know  if  people  are  talking  down  about  me  to  him.”  so  then  he  can  have  their  head. 

"maybe  i'm  gonna  do  that."  make  sure  they  never  made  shifters  again.  "with  the  portals  up  an'  runnin',  i  might."  yet  another  shrug.  the  witch  was  right.  someone  should  really  put  a  stop  to  that  nonsense  before  there  really  were  too  many  of  them  walking  around.  nobody  else  would  have  the  right  to  do  it;  he  was  the  only  one.  well,  maybe  those  they  had  cursed,  but  they  had  time  to  do  that  &  didn't  yet,  so  it  was  safe  to  assume  they  wouldn't.  good.  more  fun  for  him.  "hm."  should  he....  get  more  creative  again?  take  more  risks?  maybe  he  would.  maybe  these  new  lands  would  bring  new  challenges  with  them  anyway  &  he'd  have  to  find  a  way  to  overcome  them.  eh.  he'd  really  have  to  go  explore  after  the  ball,  see  for  himself  what  other  kingdoms  had  to  offer  &  the  like.  "you  uh...  okay."  that  had  been  somewhat  unexpected;  though  he  knew  that  -  hm.  he  was  probably  hinting  at  killing  ..or  something.  "oh,  i  am.  monster,  rage,  bloodshed  an'  all  that.  all  me."  he  had  more  than  this  in  him,  obviously,  but  he  was  the  monster  the  stories  talked  about.  unlike  the  other  beasts,  he  just  knew  which  of  his  traits  to  channel  ...when,  so  that  he  didn't  get  himself  killed,  because  ....well,  that  short  moment  between  the  kill  &  that  moment  he'd  tasted  enough  ...  was  a  vulnerable  one,  but  nobody  besides  him  knew  that  &  he  intended  to  keep  it  like  that.  "a  hunter  in  ...a  fur  coat's  definitely  not  gonna  be  gettin'  my  head."  he'd  rather  die  than  ...well,  that.  "sure  can.  don't  even  have  to  get  close.  you  got  anybody  you  need  ears  on  ...specifically?"

[bkdkhrts]

hey assholes it's your girl himi and im gonna prove to you that the new leaks are FAKE (credits to Sammy and fawx on twt for alot of evidence) some evidence (mostly in the end) is just my own speculation!

1) FIRST OF ALL THE CHANGE IN ARTSTYLE like sure horis artstyle has evolved and improved but the artstyle is easily distinguishable, the leaks just don't look right

2) the missing scars -- in the new leaks both izuku and shoto are missing their new scars

3) ochako holding things with her pinky is odd because everywhere else she doesn't use her pinky to make sure she doesn't make them float HORI CAN'T FORGET A DETAIL LIKE THAT

4) the official leaks are supposed to come out on the 4th of december

5) theres too many pages – every other time there were 3-4 pages max, why the hell would the leaks have these many times this time ONLY

6) the english translations took time, why did they come out this early this time..

7) we have no clue where leakers are finding these leaks

8) none of the leaks picture a book and theyre all digitized unlike every other time..

9) a japanese speaker went on the official website and the extra chapter is NOT official

10) in the previous leaks other credits are tagged

11) izuocha being canon would be forced and rushed – like it doesn’t add up to me, ochako putting away her feelings about izuku is the start of her character development.. It doesn’t make sense if she goes back to those feelings she put aside BEFORE THE WAR this late into adulthood

12) the fact that there’s barely any mention of the suit in general is throwing me off too – like in the last chapter there isnt enough info about it either so id expect the extra chapter to have atleast A LITTLE MORE INFO

13) himiko and katsuki just being izuochas wingmen makes zero sense to me like this feels like fanfiction its OUT OF CHARACTER FOR THEM ALL

14) hori HINTS romance rather than stating it – like bkdk his hinted in the japanese manga and togachako isnt as subtle but its HINTED so him randomly deciding to make izuocha obviously canon just feels wrong

15) NO MENTION OF HAWKS?? A MAIN PRO HERO?? OR ENDEVOUR?? ANOTHER IMPORTANT CHARACTER??

16) WHERE THE FUCK IS THE LEAGUE..? LIKE HIMIKO AND DABI ARE THE ONLY ONES MENTIONED. WHERE IS SHIGARAKI. THE MAIN VILLAIN. IZUKU COULDNT SAVE HIM PROPERLY SO THAT MUSTVE SCARRED HIM SOMEWHAT..?

17) okay so its said that izuku joins KATSUKI’S AGENCY first of all its wonder DUO, ITS SUPPOSED TO BE THEIR AGENCY – putting that aside no way in hell would katsuki open an agency that fast.. like since izukus still a teacher here, we know he went to get a teachers degree after highschool so its confirmed that hes in his early 20s, and katsukis the same age, its unlikely that he could open an agency that quickly

18) adding to my last point, in the last chapter, katsuki kept his hero ranks low on purpose until izukus suit is over so its way more likely that he probably working for an agency and also the fact that he probably started working after most of his classmates because of his heart issues SO NO WAY DID HE SET UP AN AGENCY ON HIS OWN WITHOUT IZUKU THAT FAST

19) THE PAGES AREN’T RELEASED DIGITALIZED UNTIL THE OFFICIAL RELEASE

20) text bubbles from the leaks look like theyre from some shoujo more than horikoshis

21) if a handhold is soooooooo romantic then what the hell was bkdks handholds…. handholds plural btw BKDKS HANDHOLDS ARE ALSO WAY MORE INTIMATE.. LIKE?

22) how are you still dreaming about toga after like a decade and then u decide u want some guy who u liked for like half a year and who you GOT OVER

23) ochakos character revolves around izuku in these leaks which makes NO SENSE BECAUSE CANONICALLY SHES MORE THAN THAT. THAT CRUSH IS OVER. ITS BEEN ESTABLISHED. HER DREAM WAS TO SAVE PEOPLE AND SEE THEM SMILE, NOT WIN OVER IZUKU,, HER CHARACTER IS SO MISUNDERSTOOD BY FANS SO ITS VERYYYYYYYY LIKELEY THAT A FAN LIKE THAT DREW THESE LEAKS

anyways in the actual last chapter bakudeku kiss and himiko comes back to life for ochako and everybody lives happily ever after ❤️

[call-me-copycat]

BNHA Spoilers:

(Also this is just a complaint post, I'm not very good at explaining my thoughts so please don't try to argue :⁠-⁠( Feel free to add on thoughts but I can't argue )

I have to say I'm not too happy with the leaks, which is hard for someone like me to admit!

As an AceAro person, I was thrilled with the original ending and the fact that no ships were confirmed nor denied, because it left enough for the fans to work with while not shutting anyone down outright

I'm not really a fan of ships, I'll be honest, and I don't really like romance in anime (hard to avoid! I know!), but I never really saw anything wrong with people and their ships and whatnot, and I never minded analyzing some of them for some friends - it was all in good fun after all!

The pairs in the leaks felt like something out of character almost, it didn't feel very... Horikoshi Style I suppose

I do enjoy getting extra MHA content, I always always will, but it isn't a good feeling to me seeing these characters in this anime that focuses on motivation and inspiration and becoming Heroes eventually getting together and dating - I'm not sure, I guess it's the unfitting themes? Something about it unnerves me

I don't know, I've always been adverse to romance my whole life, I always preferred plot and writing instead of two characters getting together (if the plot and writing lead up to two characters getting together? I'm fine with that)

I've seen people saying Uraraka and Deku are canon and I have to say... I don't really feel comfortable with that

I can see it as cute, yes! But I feel that he didn't have as deep a relationship to her as he did with Bakugo (they're always themed around each other, and I found whatever relationship they have with each other very profound, as it ran very deep for a very long time)

Same goes with Toga and Uraraka - it happened over the course of the series, I got to see them learn and struggle together, I got to see them talk about their problems and desires and it felt overwhelmingly different than when it's Deku and Uraraka

I may be biased in the end, I have friends who ship Deku and Bakugo and I have friends who ship Uraraka and Toga, but I've seen some very informative takes that explain it a lot better than me why I think they're such good parallels to each other

I like that Deku and Uraraka are good motivators to each other, Uraraka inspired him in the beginning when he really needed it and he returned it to her as well - but I can't really see it as romantic? Then again, ignore that because I can't see anything in MHA as romantic

I dunno, I feel the romance really overtook the whole plot away from the ending and I'm devastated - that's all what everyone's talking about right now, no?

Deku and Uraraka

Denki and Jiro

The rumor of Bakugo being married (?)

Kinoko and Kuroiro are dating

That's not even all, there could be more that I easily missed

It feels very unsatisfactory, it makes it seem like Love was the entire meaning of the series My Hero Academia when it was not! I'm a big full-circle person, I would have adored a call-back! Something that alludes to the beginning of the series, like what they did with the cover

I want to see how Hero Society is, I want to see Deku and how he coped with the loss of OFA, I want to see Aizawa, I want to see Present Mic! How is he doing, I want to know if he's okay? Is Nezu still the principal? There are less demand for heroes since there aren't as many villains, I want to see that change and its effects! I want to hear more about Vigilante Heroes, and I want to see other Underground Heroes, I want to know more about the Quirk Doomsday Theory, and more about what the world was like when quirks first formed, and I would like to see Hisashi Midoriya! There's so much, see? I would rather talk about that and more over who's dating who ( ･᷄ὢ･᷅ )

It has its good moments, I will always love seeing the (former) class interact with each other, and I really liked seeing the new Hero Rankings, especially with some of the aged up designs for the characters - I can feel how much love Horikoshi has for these characters no matter what's going on in the series

I don't know, don't take me too seriously because I am a biased person after all - I've dropped one of my favorite book series as a kid because my favorite (the most competent) character died, and then every person in the book had gotten together with another person - it was a similar disappointment because it ignored the plot (it was a post-zombie apocalypse series) in favor of looking towards romance once more

Fairy Tail recently came out with their 100 Years Quest, and I know I dropped the anime early on as a kid (in favor of MHA ironically), but coming back to it only to see almost (if not) all characters together in a relationship, some with kids? I know, don't go near anime if you don't like the tropes, I've been told that before - I'm just complaining a little because I didn't expect to see it in MHA so I'm a little shocked

Nevertheless, I'm still looking forward to seeing the rest of the epilogue, I'm always a fan of Horikoshi even if I don't like some things (⁠；⁠^⁠ω⁠^⁠）. It's still a treat for me to get more MHA content, I love the art and I love being a part of the fandom -

I'm sure some time in the future I'll even miss the shipping wars that went on lol

[variousqueerthings]

watching this Paul Gross thing he did in the 80s (chasing rainbows) and ive been enjoying it despite the knowledge that there'd be some kind of a het love triangle thing going on and that the other two characters simply aren't that interesting, but. oh boy. is... is the woman in this constellation meant to be read as a villain???

(ME DOING A BREAKDOWN ABOUT A SHOW NOBODY WATCHED AND NOBODY WILL WATCH ✌)

PG character -- a working class man who is fundamentally good to everyone in trouble he meets, to the detriment of himself more often than not, but scraping by until he gets his big break (which he also works very hard for) and becomes the owner of a relatively successful nightclub

other two characters -- come from rich backgrounds and sort of suck him into their lives by the coincidence of the two men having been at the front in WWI and PG saving the other guy's life and consistently don't realise he's got way more working against him than they do

the lady in this situation initially dumping said other guy "to find herself" when he comes back from the war, which, fair, it's 1919, she's going to college, she wants to be sure she can make informed choices, chill enough

said lady imprinting on our working class heroic character, because he's working class. i just. cannot read it any other way. she clocks him as such at a party (that he was invited to as a veteran) straight away, insults him, throws water in his face when he doesn't take it, but simultaneously is into the whole idk... rugged unpolished nature of him

discovers a diary written during the war with poetry in it that she presumes was written by him -- steals the book and reads it out loud to her college friends and is offended that he's not flattered by this

despite numerous protests that he didn't write the poetry (and he didn't, it was written by a kid he tried to save who was later shot in front of him for desertion), she just doesn't believe him, because she desperately wants him to have the "hidden depths of a poet" or some nonsense. never mind his actual good traits -- his kind-heartedness, his tenacity, his savvy, his sense of humour, nonono she wants a Poet

also, she is a failed playwright. she writes terrible plays about things she doesn't understand (including the war), asks his opinion and is offended when he (under duress) admits he doesn't think they're very good

and now she fucking... copied down the poems without his knowledge and published them under his name with an article she wrote about said hidden poetic depths!!!! gets incredibly offended when he is upset about this, first of all with a "I thought you'd be pleased" then with a "you should be happy for me for getting an article I wrote published in a major newspaper!" (because at the end of the day it's about her)

he initially -- not knowing how to handle the situation -- goes along with it, because what do you do now? go to the publishers and say it wasn't you? out yourself in the news?? I mean??? but pretty quickly re-emphasises He Did Not Write Those Poems!

the plot then mysteriously seems to pivot into saying it was his fault for "stringing her along" because the "hidden poet" bit was the only thing she really liked about him... and she vehemently denies this (but girl, tell me one other thing that draws you to him, and you can't say because he's pretty!) and says he's hurt/betrayed her by lying. i just... don't know... if the plot... is writing her like this because she's meant to be a self-absorbed college girl who has her working class dream-boat fantasy get broken, or if it's meant to be presented as him having betrayed her. it is. unclear

and now she's threatening to write a new article about how he's a fraud. im just. waiting for the plot to point out that she's done all of this herself and she also won't suffer for any of it in the way he will...

this boy can do better than these rich kid tourists 😔

[fjordline]

i cannot believe i wrote an essay for a comment on my post asking for my opinion.. only to get blocked before i could reply 💔

disclaimer: this is about something as unimportant as a character in a transformer comic and why i don't like him

i dont want to make anyone who's a tailgate superfan feel bad or anything this is just my personal opinion as someone who has read all of idw1. despite of how it may seem.. i do not identify as a hater! anyway, he's not an overtly bad character at the start, the contrived asspulls begin around the tyrest arc, tg supposedly has one day left to live because of lethal cybercrosis. he goes on to save everyone by jumping tyrest and then later rewriting the code of the legislators. and after a drawn out sad monologue on his death bed, cyclonus stabs him with his greatsword which…. for some reason cures his deadly illness. and it only gets worse once megatron arrives, the whole narrative bends over backwards to asskiss megatron and make you think of tailgate as some kind of cute mascot character to set up for the getaway 'villain' arc. tailgate is written as a stupid baby who earnestly believes he's injecting megatron with an 'anti-villain-virus' to get rid of his evil thoughts, his holoform is also. a baby. jro tries to make getaway look bad by making him cartoonishly evil, when, what getaway did cannot begin to be compared to everything megatron was doing right up to his trial. yet getaway gets all his limbs and jaw amputated and megatron gets to carry on with his ''''''''''''''''reformed autobot''''''''''''''' shit and all the good guys stick up for him.

yet somehow even worse than the megatron bootlicking is the 'energy spasm' incident. when cyclonus is shot while protecting tailgate and this causes him to be sooooo heartbroken that he .. has a panic attack that causes some kind of rainbow wave to go off for no reason. this wave somehow, not only wakes thunderclash up from his coma, but gives tailgate inexplicable super strength invincibility powers. It boggles my mind what made tg deserve any of that, because he cared about cyclonus and was sad he seemingly died? does that mean chromedome wasn't sad enough when rewind died or he also would have energy spasmed? this is around where i stopped on my last re-read so i don't remember the specific events of lost light quite as well, i do remember it not getting much better though.

and i personally cannot stand smol uwu bean type characters, when he says some shit like 'i deserve a heckin bomp for this' i start wanting to drown in a bathtub. cyclonus deserves so much better. they have no chemistry. they're just the 'grumpy x sunshine OTP XD' trite trope. whirl and cyc have a 200000 times more interesting dynamic. rodimus and his hatred of hats is a more interesting dynamic.

i feel like cyc gets bogged down so hard by the romance plot hes forced to take part in, when he's away from tg he is so much more entertaining and interesting. at a certain point it's like he starts doing fuck all except hang around tailgate and wax poetic about their love. cdrw manages to never be annoying when they're loveydovey with each other, but cygate drives me up the wall

mtmte is simultanously so good… yet so mald inducing that it compels me to write shit like this. i wouldnt care so much about this one fucking robot if (most of) the rest of the comic wasn't so excellent

this is all subjective obviously and i havent seen anyone else dislike tg other than me and some friends. he literally seems to be universally loved so maybe im just sick and twisted.