#this will be the last tts thing for awhile after this its gonna be All mob psycho

[sumismss]

alright tts followers heres something that ill probably be putting on the backburner for awhile.. i started it in september but now that my tts fixation is gone i prooobably wont get around to finishing it anytime soon. but anyway. little band au. i have some ideas for a storyline but nothing fleshed out yet. do what you want with these designs if you wanna draw them make sure to @ me cuz id love to see it !!

[sarasapen]

White Roses and Scarlet Letters

Been awhile since I’ve posted or updated due to exams so I’m reposting the first four chapters because why not!

@jason-todd-squad @lucy-roo @rockyrocket15 @toleble @n1ghtsh4d3-67 @belovedbratwonder @aprilchagoyaaa @vespertxne @thatwaspossesion @attackonnat @roseangel013bf

Red Roses and Scarlet Letters

----- Like most people, your life had a routine. You’d wake up early and go for a jog or do some yoga, depending on the weather. Then you’d spend a half hour on your phone, before you glanced at the clock and scrambled to get ready on time. You normally met Dick for breakfast before making your way to work.

Generally, your nights and weekends were more entertaining. You spent your nights donning a domino mask and Kevlar, punching assholes and stopping crime. Saturdays were sleepover nights with Damian, and Sundays were girls’ days.

So, considering you were standing on a rooftop with dead bodies littered around you when you were supposed to be watching a movie, you were not happy.

“Robin, come to my coordinates.”

“Tt.”

You smile slightly, rolling your eyes before you turned your head, catching sight of a man with a red hood and a symbol on his chest. You eyed the symbol skeptically. “I didn’t know the Bats had a new associate.”

The man remained silent, staring you down. His fingers twitched, and you noticed the gun holsters on his thighs. Two guns. Five dead bodies. He had seven bullets left. Okay, so maybe Bruce didn’t have a new associate.

“You gonna threaten me, or shoot me?” You say nonchalantly, gripping your escrima sticks. He moves quickly, and you’re darting to the side before you fully internalise he’s pulling the trigger.

“Alright then,” you huff dryly. “Guess you’re shooting me.” He raises the gun again, and you backflip away from the next bullets, lunging in his direction. Five. Four. Three. The next bullet snags your cape- two- and you swing your leg and attempt to knock him back. He dodges the kick and intercepts your path, moving to flip you. You kick back off the wall, using that as leverage to swing your body around his. You slam your escrima stick into the back of his head the same time his fist comes into contact with your jaw. You slip from his body, and he used the opportunity to kick at your ribs, sending you stumbling. He lunges at you, causing you to slam against the wall. One of his hands is around your throat, cutting off your air supply, and the other is holding his loaded gun, pressed against your temple. You know you can easily break his arm from the position, but for some reason, you can’t seem to move. Even through his voice modulator, the man’s anger is clear when he speaks, the words he growls out making your blood run cold.

“You let Jason Todd die.”

Your eyes widen and you’re going to swing out but instead of shooting you, he drops the gun and slams you back into the wall, your head hitting the wall with a loud CRACK-

-and then all you see is black.

-----

The first thing you register is the pounding in your head.

You groggily try to sit up and wince at the bright lights. A hand on your shoulder pushes you back down- what? No, you need to get up, you need to-

“Lie down.” A voice commands and your body goes limp. The figure looks funny. He looks like a bat. And a man. Hey! Batman!

A whine emerges from your throat as your face scrunches up.

“I don’t wanna,” you protest weakly, trying to get up again. Your voice comes out scratchy, and your throat hurts when you talk. Suddenly there are two hands on both of your shoulders, keeping you on the bed.

“Do you want Alfred to scold?” The voice softens slightly. You shake your head, wincing when it hurts. Fingers dance along your hairline, soothing you.

“Rest. Once you’re better, the family’s going to have a chat.”

“Mkay,” you wrap your fingers around the wrist above your head, and you let sleep overtake you.

-----

When you wake up, you’re alone. Well, for approximately 0.3 seconds before Alfred enters through the door. He’s carrying some meds and soup. He stands over you, making sure you finish every last drop even though your throat hurts like a bitch.

You manage to convince him you’re fine, with Barbara's help, before you spend a good hour or so on trying to conceal the bruises on your neck.

Barbara drives you and the girls to Metropolis to pick up Kara before heading to Central City. Despite all the fun the others seem to be having, you can’t take your mind off the previous night, or off Jason. You had no idea who that man was, or how he knew you were connected to Jason.

The weight of Jason’s death had weighed down on you somewhat heavier than the rest of your family. Bruce became reckless, and almost killed multiple times. Dick went off the grid for 6 whole months, and when he returned, he acted like nothing had happened. No one knows what he did or where he went. Barbara stopped coming to the cave. She still went out on patrol, but didn’t talk to you. Alfred assumed you needed some space, so he gave you that.

As your family pulled away, you started falling into the dark abyss of depression. You resorted to self harm as a way of coping. After Alfred inquiring on your long-sleeves, you moved the cuts to your thighs. You fell so deep into the hole that one day, you grabbed some sleeping pills and swallowed about 20. Alfred noticed the bottle was empty, and he rushed to your bedroom in time.

That was around the time Tim popped up as Robin.

Despite trying to help you, your family never quite understood you. Perhaps Bruce did, better than the two of thought, but Bruce was rarely one to talk about his emotions. When Jason died, you felt like you were to blame. You were quite literally the Batgirl to his Robin. You always patrolled together, always hung around, plotting the next prank to pull on Dick. Considering the two of you were practically inseparable, you felt so damn guilty that Jason went to the warehouse himself. You should’ve gone with him. Maybe if you had gone with him, he would have still been alive.

The guilt had been gnawing at you for five years. There wasn’t a single damn day that you didn’t miss Jason. The day he died, you had furiously scribbled a letter that was about 5 pages long, listing all the reasons you hated him. You were angry, and you wanted to make sure he knew you were angry. The next day, you wrote a tear stained letter saying you loved him, and you were sorry for everything.

You then wrote him letters, one for every day that passed. This time, Day 1564, you reccounted the Red Hood guy occurrence, before telling him about this cute waiter that Dick said had been flirting with you at the cafe. You asked him, rhetorically, if you should go for it. You signed off as usual, saying you loved and missed him.

You slipped the letter into a red envelope, making your way to the garden of Wayne Manor. You couldn’t shake the feeling you were being watched, but then you remembered Bruce had tinkered with the security, so that was probably it.

You moved towards the rose bushes, and eased your way into the tiny opening in between the white rose bushes. You grabbed a long wooden box you had been stashing there, slipping the latest letter inside. You shut it, placing it back in the bush, before you straightened.

Shoving your hands into your jacket pockets, you made your way to the living room, where Bruce was trying to get everyone’s attention.

“I have some information pertaining to the Red Hood. We all need to talk.”

-----

And So the Sky Shall Weep

-----

“We all need to talk.” Bruce moves to the grandfather clock, adjusting the time on it. The door swings open, and he goes in, beckoning for you to follow. Bruce stops in front of the Batcomputer, his face hard.

“You may want to sit down,” Bruce gestures to you, Barbara and Dick. Barbara complies, and Dick leans against the table. You do the same, crossing your arms. What could possibly be so shocking that Bruce wants you to sit down?

Bruce turns on the computer screen, and you hear Dick swear beside you. Barbara buries her head in her hand, letting out a choked ‘Oh my god’. Tim and Damian stop poking each other and pause. You seem to be the only one that’s got their shit together, but by the way Bruce is looking at you, you feel yourself unravelling and quick.

Because on the screen, bold and bright as day, the dna samples of Jason Todd and the Red Hood were a 100% match. That could only mean one thing.

“He’s alive?” Dick croaks, eyes shining with unshed tears. Bruce gave Dick a brisk nod as he placed a hand on Barbara’s shoulder.

“This concerns me how?” Damian drawls, earning a well deserved shove from Tim. Damian of course, retaliates, but Bruce ignores them. His eyes are trained on you, obviously concerned at how you’ve just frozen up.

“He’s dead.” You say, voice too loud and too far away.

“He’s alive-“ Bruce starts gently, but you cut him off.

“No!” You don’t realise you’re shouting until your throat burns painfully. That doesn’t seem to deter you though.“He’s dead! I saw his body! He can’t- he’s dead.”

You don’t want to believe Bruce, don’t want to believe the test. “It’s faulty,” you say.

“I sent it to seven different labs, all of them came back with the same report,” Bruce soothes.  You’re trembling, and Bruce reaches out to touch you. You push him away, walking backwards.

“I- I need to think.”

You sprint out of the Batcave, pushing past Alfred and out the door, getting on your bike and driving past the gate faster than you thought was possible. There was a strange sort of numbness that overwhelmed you, and you knew it was only a matter of time before the dam that held your feelings back broke. And you’re pretty sure you didn’t want to be around others when that happened.

You were unlocking the door of your apartment without properly registering it, your body moving on its own to put on your suit and grab your escrima sticks. Next thing you know, you’re on the roof of your building. Your eyes scan the skyline of Gotham, and you inhale deeply, letting the cool night air surround you. In. Out. In. Out. In-The rumble of clouds overhead breaks your focus, and you suddenly find yourself running.

You don’t know what you’re running from - or towards - but you just kept running. You leaped over the gaps in the buildings, hopping over ledges and power lines. Tears begin to blur your vision, but you don’t stop running. You regret that decision as soon as you trip over a plank of wood, flying forward. Luckily, or unluckily, the building had a ledge, which meant that instead of falling down 20 stories, your stomach collided with the ledge.

Hot tears fell from your eyes, and you didn’t bother trying to hold them back. You gripped the edge of the ledge tightly, your chest heaving as you choked on a sob. Lightning cracked nearby, and rain followed a millisecond later.

Five years. Five goddamn years. You mourned him for five years, you felt all that pain, all that guilt, and he was alive? You knew you were screaming when you felt your throat burn.

Screaming didn’t alleviate the weight on your chest, so you lifted your fist and brought it down on the concrete. The pain was shooting up your arm, but that didn’t stop you from hitting the ledge again. You felt like a five-year-old throwing a tantrum, frustrated and angry and sad, and having no clue on how to handle the situation. You screamed again, shoving the ledge and hitting it as if it could solve the problem.

Black gloves hands encircled you, gripping your wrists tightly and preventing you from hitting out. You thrashed in the hold, kicking out uselessly.

“You’ll hurt yourself!” Bruce’s voice came through. He hadn’t switched on his voice modulator.

“I don’t care!” You punctuated each word with a shove, but you slumped into his chest, closing your eyes. You’re sobs died down as Bruce held you, and you let the rain lull you to sleep.

-----

Love is Slowly Losing Your Mind

-----

Tick.

You can’t see.

Tock.

You can’t move.

Tick.

You can’t breathe.

Tock.

You hear footsteps.

Tick.

“She’s finally awake!”

Tock

You know that voice.

Tick

“Decided to join the party eh?”

Tock

Its always that voice.

Tick.

A cloth is ripped away from your face.

Tock.

Red lips smile right in front of you.

Tick.

Fuck.

Tock.

“Let’s play.”

Tick.

Your eyes snap open. You can’t breathe, you can’t move.

It was just a dream. You force yourself to close your eyes, focusing on the whirring of the fan above you as you calm your breathing. Just a dream, you tell yourself.

You sit up, pulling your hair into a ponytail and heading over to the bathroom. You brush your teeth, wash your face, and look in the mirror.

He can’t hurt you anymore.

You dress and go to the cafe, arriving half an hour early. A waitress places some coffee in front of you and you thank her with a smile. You don’t drink the coffee though.

The sound of the chair scraping on the floor causes you to look up, and Dick smiles down at you. Except this time, his smile isn’t genuine, it doesn’t reach his eyes. He looks tired, and worn down, something that shocks you a little. Dick isn’t normally one to be anything less that happy.

He sits across you, swallowing, eyes darting anywhere but your face. When the waitress placed your usuals down, neither of you make a move to eat.

“So,” he starts, voice rough. He clears his throat, sighing heavily and running a hand across his face.

“So,” you agree, picking up your cup and lifting it to your mouth. You wrinkle your nose at the now cold beverage. You make eye contact with Dick and the unspoken question hangs in the air.

Now what?

He’s a mob boss, Dick’s raised eyebrow says.

He’s dangerous, your frown responds.

He almost killed you, Dick slumps further into his seat, eyes never leaving yours.

“He’s family,” you say, voice quiet. Dick closes his eyes for a moment. “Yeah. He is.”

You don’t say much else, and you part to go to your respective jobs. You reach your office, and there are no new cases or any overdue paperwork to deal with, which is a first. Your boss tells you to take the rest of the day off, so you do.

You walk around Gotham for hours, only going back home when the sun begins to set. You contemplate skipping patrol, but you know you need the exercise.

Suddenly you were 10 years old again, clinging onto Dick’s hand before your first patrol.

There’s nothing to be scared about, you rationalise. Absolutely nothing.

You were wrong.

You don’t make it very far, just two blocks away from your apartment, when you see the Red Hood.

-----

When Can I See You Again?

-----

You stumble onto the roof, fisting your cape on your side. He’s leaning against the edge of the building, his arms crossed. He seems to be watching you, or waiting for you, whichever it is, you’re not entirely sure.

He watches you for a moment, and you watch him, a voice in your head telling you that there’s no way in hell that’s Jason Todd.

Red Hood pushed himself off the wall, striding towards you and easily towering over you. Your heart is drumming in your ears, with him being so close to you that you can smell him, and the doubt begins to fade.

The scent is a deep, musky sort of aroma, whiffs of cigarette smoke and alcohol mixing in nicely. It’s strange, reminding you of dark and dingy corners of bars late at night, but at the same time it’s so incredibly him, so incredibly Jason, that you don’t have the heart to deny yourself a little hope anymore.

Especially not with that stupid leather jacket of his, making his arms look so good.

You swallow nervously, tilting your head up to look at him. If either of you move any closer, your chests would be brushing.

And then he moves. He takes a small step closer, one of his hands now on the small of your back and guiding you backwards, into the shadows, until your back touches a wall. You don’t know why your body lets him, why you’re not reacting to him dragging guiding you around.

He’s practically pressed against you, one of his legs between yours, the hand not on your back is resting on the wall on the side of his head. He’s so much taller than you, your head practically looking straight up to look at him.

You hear an intake of breath which could be him about to say something, but then your hands touch his mask gently. He flinches away, body tensing. His hand leaves your back and is suddenly gripping your neck, pressing you against the wall.

“You got some fuckin’ nerve,” he starts, voice gravelly. You don’t care, or seem to have heard him, really, your hands going straight back to his hood. “Take it off.”

“Given’ me orders, huh? Never would’ve thought  you-”

“Take the fucking thing off or get your hands off me!” You retort, tugging at his hand around your neck. Surprisingly, you don’t seem to mind it at all. Hood’s eyes narrow and he pulls back very slightly, his hands leaving you. You’re almost disappointed until he pulls his helmet off, dropping it onto the floor. Not a second passes before he’s closed in on you again, this time applying pressure on your neck.

You’re nearly gasping for air, but you don’t struggle or make any attempts to get out of his grasp. Instead, you look at him, memorising his features. His eyes have hardened, a new steel in them that wasn't there before, but somehow they’ve stayed exactly the same. You see his features soften just a little as you breathe out his name, and you watch as his pupils dilate. Jason - it’s so clearly Jason - smirks, his head dipping down to yours. You can feel his breath on your face, your eyes locked onto his.

“So fuckin’ pretty,” he murmurs, his thumb stroking your jaw.

“I could destroy you,” he continued, voice soft and eerily soothing. “I could wreck you and ya wouldn’t stand a chance. Could snap this pretty little neck o’ yours.”

A normal person would be trembling, scared shitless in this situation. You… were not normal.

“What’s stopping you then?” You say, voice low and equally calm. You inhaled and god he smelled good.

“Nothin’ if you keep runnin’ that mouth.”

“I’m calling bullshit,” you say, smug under him, despite the fact that he has you pinned and his hand is tight around your throat. He cocks and eyebrow, waiting for you to continue. “If you wanted to kill me you would’ve done it that other night.”

“Maybe I’m regretting’ leaving you alive,” he shoots back. You shrug, leaning your head back as if you were extremely comfortable. (Which, for the record, you totally were.) Jason - Red Hood?- lets his forehead rest against your for a moment, your lips almost brushing. You could just… tilt your head up…

With a heavy sigh, he releases you, taking a few steps away from you. He picks up his helmet, back turning towards you, and you let out a shaky breath.

“Next time I’m gonna kill you,” he says, voice not in the least bit threatening.

A sudden urge to touch him again courses through you, and you lunge towards him. His reflexes are still sharp, and he spins around, anticipating an attack. Your body slams into his, and he barely shifts. He only seems to stiffen when you wrap your arms around him. You press your cheek to his chest, breath shaky as you listen to his steady heartbeat. You don’t realise you’re crying until his gloved hand strokes your cheek. His other arm wraps around your shoulders awkwardly, unsure of how to react. You sniffle, arms tightening around him. He seems to get the hint and tightens his grip on you, his touch full of warmth and comfort.

You pull away first, and he avoids your gaze.

“You still gonna try to kill me?” You say, trying to lighten the moment. Your voice comes out a lot weaker than you would’ve liked.

Red Hood straightens up to his full height, staring at you head on.

“You’ll have to wait and see.”

[rarestereocats]

The ship goes down in a mass of explosions and flames.  With that keeping the people and guards distracted,  me and Amelia head down into the waters to collect the sails and anything of interest.  The sails are unfortunately caught and tangled around all the debris,  but it doesn't take much to get a few untangled and brought to the surface.  Amelia has different plans though and once she spots a shiny,  metal chest sinking to the bottom of the sea;  she can't help but trail after it to steal its contents.  I fully expect somebody to be waiting ashore to help me with the sails,  but in this moment I start to realize that I've come to expect too much of my fellow crew.

Nobody's here and now there's guards descending down on me to interrogate me over what just happened.  Thankfully,  TT swoops in to pretend she's just some kid helping a poor,  blind veteran from the water and I throw out the story that I was simply out fishing when the Fire Nation attacked-  I mean,  when everything went wrong.  The guards collect the sails and us,  escorting us to their offices to take statements.  So far,  our plan hasn't failed us and I'm sure we can all talk our way out of this and get the sails back.  But the minute the door to the office swings closed,  TT panics as she thinks we're gonna be hauled off to prison and rather than take a deep breath and think things over,  she yells out that "snitches get stitches" before stabbing one of the guards.

It doesn't work in her favor though as everyone else turns on her and the target of her surprise aggression is still breathing,  unfortunately.  So what does she do?  Trips over herself as she tries to strike yet another guard,  hits the floor,  and starts crying to try and make them think she's little more than a stupid kid acting out.  And the guards buy it!  They shoo me outside with another guard to keep an eye on me and take my statement about the ship while TT screams at the others to go find her dad,  Owkbanok.  With her description given,  a few guards scatter outside to start yelling for him and I decide to take my chances and flirt with my guard.  Perfect night for an explosive romance,  right??

It's not to be though as they're married and the story of my fake family doesn't appeal to them at all.  So with Owkbanok reaching this place in a state of confusion,  he heads in and pays off TT's fine before throwing her over his shoulder and making his way back to the ship.  I ask the guard outside if I can take the sails to craft some bomb-ass tents for my alleged children and they hand them over without much of an issue.  Mission complete and we all head back to the ship...but wait.  Where's Amelia?  Down in the waters still and struggling to unlock the chest.  Her next attempt gets her grappled by guards who are still down there,  but she simply goes incorporeal before blasting them with magic.  Unfortunately for her,  this guard has a magic weapon and manages to stab her ass even in that form and it's then she realizes her treasure hunt is pointless.

She deems the chest full of gems and gold as a lost cause and makes it back to the ship and just in time too as I'm regaling everyone with the tale of TT's antics in town today.  She's not thrilled about and tries to convince everyone that she totally took on 11 guys on her own,  but everyone knows by now not to believe her tall tales.  With the sails handed over to Julius for mending and drying,  we hoist those colors high the next day and finally set sail for Valimar proper.  It's a four day journey there and for the most part,  those days are uneventful.  Aside from me and Owk's teasing finally getting to Stabby,  which leads to both of us getting platefuls of breakfast to our smug faces one morning and Amelia finally getting her revenge on me as I technically started the Pukehead Riot.

A bottle of fine alcohol and a lack of judgment gets the better of me and somehow I allow myself to be tied up and shackled to the bed by her.  Expecting a good time,  I'm none the wiser to what she's about to pull until she tells me to go fuck myself and walks out.  Rude,  but entirely deserved on my part and I'm left to quietly contemplate my life while Cayde fetches the key she tossed aside.  We dock the ship in a small port town on the continent as I go over the flesh map once more with everyone to figure out where exactly the treasure is.  It's a two week journey from where we are,  so we decide to stay in town for awhile to do some shopping and trading.  While Amelia tries to haggle with a stubborn tailor,  TT takes me to meet one of her black market connections to pawn off some shit and Oscar,  her garbage dwelling friend,  tops the transaction off with four vials of strange fluids.

A drug of some kind,  though I'm not entirely sure what,  so when we all reconvene in an alley outside a bar,  TT passes the vials around and we fucking party.  By party,  I mean we all get an increased sense of wisdom and awareness for the reality around us and go through a pleasant euphoria,  despite some of us feeling sick to our stomachs.  But poor Amelia gets it the worst as she loses the ability to speak,  read,  or write;  but none of us in our high can figure out why.  Obviously she's dying and the only way to cure this is with more drugs,  right?  Oscar convinces us it's a good idea,  so Owkbanok buys four more vials and hands them around so we can be cured.  But I pocket mine to quickly jot down the meaning of the universe in my journal;  "Correctional ballet".  That's what will truly save us,  I say as Amelia begins puking her guts out on the sidewalk and eventually stumbles back to the ship.

Julius is less than pleased with her right now.  In fact,  he's pissed.  He's tired of these goddamn kids with their goddamn parties and fucking garbage drugs.  He cures her addiction and the high,  but unfortunately for her,  her inability to speak is going to last 3 whole days.  The rest of us finally notice she's gone and with Oscar handing us a treasure map for free,  we use it to find her and weirdly enough,  it leads us back to the ship.  That sets TT off in a panic as there's people out there totally after our treasure right at this moment and she yells for me to move the ship before it's too late.  So I do so,  also fearing for our hoard of goods,  and proceed to crash the ship right into the docks.  Perfect hiding place!

The captain's understandably pissed off now too and chastises us for our drug use.  He takes me by the arm and Owk latches onto me so we're both led down to the brig.  Julius stops by to scold us before curing us and it's at that moment that I realize I fucked up big time.  He leaves to find TT,  but she's invisible and currently hiding to escape his wrath.  She asks me to take the fall for her and while I really don't want to,  I unfortunately view her as a little sister which means that I c a r e about her.  So I reluctantly do so,  having to cough up 2000 gold to repair our ship;  but with that coin,  the captain forgives me for my mistakes completely.

I think it's safe to say that this may be the last time any of us take any drugs that literally came out of a dumpster.

[my-fandom-imagine]

Imagine Damian breaks up with you before you could tell him you are pregnant. Part Two!

Part One

Its been seven months since Damian broke up with me. Dick has been really supportive and helpful, i’m surprised he’s been able to keep this secret from his family so far. I’m even more surprised I haven’t heard anything from Bruce, him being the worlds greatest detective and all you’d think he would pop by to say “Hey I know your pregnant with my sons kid” or whatever. I was a bit shocked a few days ago when I saw Damian on the news, but then the shock turned to pure anger when he paraded his new girl of the week around at the Wayne gala, Dick showed up at my house not long after that with ice cream and not even ten minutes later Jason showed up with movies and take out. I can still remember the day Jason found out about my pregnancy, he took it rather well… at least rather well for Jason Todd that is.

Two Months Ago

It was late, almost two in the morning, and I had a craving for a chocolate muffin in the worst way. Luckily there is a 24 hour cafe right around the corner from my place that makes amazing muffins and has pretty decent hot chocolate as well. When I got there I made my order and found a table near an open fire to warm up. Just as I was about to take a bite the bell above the door chimed and my gaze was drawn to the noise. When I saw who entered I quickly ducked my head down not wanting to be seen. The motion of my head ducking down must have drawn his attention as the next moment I could hear his footsteps getting closer to me. I tensed up as he pulled the chair across from me out and sat down. 

“You’re out a bit late Y/N…. couldn’t sleep?” 

I sigh and look up “I don’t get much sleep anymore Jason.” I finally picked up my muffin and bite into it. I could feel Jason’s eyes on me and I avoided his gaze. “Late night for you Jay?” 

Jason chuckles and I glance back up at him “I don’t get much sleep either Y/N, but seriously its almost 3 in the morning what are you doing out this late?”

I frown slightly and look back down before muttering quietly “I had a craving for chocolate so I came to get some.” 

Jason gives me a piercing gaze and his eyes trail down to my slightly protruding stomach and I blush. “So when where you going to tell any of us about being pregnant... it is Damian’s isn't it?” 

I feel my face heat up in anger “Of course its Damian’s! And I already told someone...I told Dick.” 

Jason scoffs “Of course Dick knew first.” Jason mutters.

 “If it makes you feel any better the only reason he found out was because I was stressed out after being attacked.” I mutter quietly.

Jason’s gets a serious look on his face “No that doesn't make me feel better, are you alright?” 

I laugh lightly “It happened months ago Jason i’m fine and I've made sure to take extra precaution when out on my own” 

Jason looks at me a bit longer before glancing down at my stomach again. “Why haven't you told Damian yet?” 

I glare at the table “I’m not going to tell him, especially if he wants nothing to do with me, i'm not going to force my child on him and have him hate me for the rest of his life, I know he doesn't love me Jason so whats the point?” 

Jason sighs and looks down at the table “He’s an idiot for leaving you the way he did but I know the kid, well as much as he lets people know, and I know he still loves you and he regrets leaving you the way he did.” 

I feel tears building in my eyes. “Jason please just stop, its over between Damian and I... has been for months, now its just me and my baby.” I say softly while rubbing my stomach. 

Jason smiles and grabs my hand. “You’re not alone Y/N you have Dick and me.... not gonna leave my niece with just Dick! she’s gonna need her awesome uncle Jason to teach her to be a bad ass.” 

A laugh is started out of me and I sniffle “What makes you think its a girl?” I ask while smiling at Jason.

He shrugs “eh just call it detectives intuition” I laugh louder this time and stand up to leave. “Thank you Jason, really its been awhile since I've had a good laugh and I've missed talking to you.” 

Jason gets up as well. “I’ll walk you back to your place Y/N, it’s still dark out and I don’t trust Gotham at night.” He opens the door for me “After you milady” he says with his usual Jason Todd smirk. I smile and link my arm with Jason’s “Lead the way then good sir” I giggle and Jason laughs.

I‘m startled out of my thoughts of Jason when I hear a horn being blared, I quickly look up and see its the taxi I called earlier. I quickly rush to get in, cursing when I see the time, i’m already 5 minutes late for my doctors appointment. “To Gotham general please” I tell the taxi driver and he nods before pulling away from the curb. I can’t help my thoughts straying to Damian and what Jason had said to me that night at the cafe, about Damian still loving me. A small part of me misses Damian and wants to forgive him if he ever came back but the bigger part of me is broken and unwilling to reason with him. He left me, told me he was bored of me and that was it he just left like he never loved me at all, like the two years we had been together never happened. My vision starts to blur as tears build up in my eyes and I run my hand over my stomach and smile sadly when I feel a light kick against my hand. I let out a sigh shaking my head. ‘If he ever decides to pull his head out of his ass maybe i’ll give him a chance to redeem himself.’ I think to myself ‘I can’t just hide our baby from him forever and if what Jason says is true maybe there was a reason Damian broke up with me, albeit in a very shitty way. I glance up to the driver “how much longer till we’re at the hospital sir?” He glances in the mirror back at me “Not much longer miss just a few blocks away now. I smile up at him but my face pales a bit as I feel a painful cramp jolt its way through my body, I look down as I feel warmth and cry out when I see blood seeping through my clothes. “Miss!?! miss are you alright?” I look up quickly and cry out as another painful jolt goes through me.”Please get me to the hospital fast!” I feel tears falling down my face as the cab driver speeds up trying to sooth me as he goes but I don’t hear his words, my thoughts are a jumble and I can feel panic set in. ‘Please be okay’ I think as my vision gets darker around the edges. The last thing I hear is the cab driver yelling for help as the car comes to an abrupt stop.

Dicks POV

I walk down the stairs towards the Batcave, why is it always so damn cold, you’d think Bruce could afford to heat it. I don’t know how Damian can be down here all the time without freezing to death, wait no I do, Damian is stubborn as hell. Speaking of Damian sounds like him and Tim are fighting again, wonder what its about this time. I sigh as I round the corner and see Tim sitting at the computer typing away while Damian is standing of to the side arms crossed and glaring at Tim. 

“Tt I still don’t see why father insists on having you around Drake, you’re nothing special, and you have no sense of honor, anyone could replace you. I mean I replaced you didn’t I? I wouldn't put it past you to abandon Red Robin in a time of disaster.

 I sigh more loudly to get their attention but it doesn’t work as Tim spins the chair around and stands up right in Damian’s face. 

“You’d know all about abandoning things wouldn’t you?” I wince and feel my heart start to race, Tim couldn’t know about Y/N could he? 

Damian narrows his eyes and hisses back at Tim “ What the hell are you talking about Drake?”

Tim smirks at Damian and I can feel my stomach drop at that look 

‘Oh god he knows’ I frantically think of a way to end this conversation now.

“I’m talking about the fact you abandoned the person you love…” Tim says

I glance at Damian as he opens his mouth to reply to Tim but Tim interrupts him. “While she was pregnant with your kid!” 

“What?” Damian chokes out.

“You dumped Y/N and she’s pregnant with your kid Damian! Talk about how I have no honor? Wheres the honor in abandoning someone who needs you… abandoning your own child!” 

Damian shakes his head and glares at Tim “You’re lying Drake!!” 

“Am I Damian? Dick knows! So does Jason, and I bet Bruce knows too! You’re the only one who has been to blind and selfish to realize you left behind the greatest thing that could ever happen to you! No wonder she didn’t want you knowing.”

Damian looks at me and I wince at the look of betrayal on his face “Grayson is this true? Is Y/N pregnant?

I sigh “Yes Damian she is.”

“And its mine?” He asks while glaring at the ground.

“She hasn’t been with anyone else since you broke up with her Damian.” I move a bit closer to him.

“How long have you known Grayson?” I open my mouth but hesitate to answer him. 

“HOW LONG?!?!” Damian yells and glares at me with such hatred that I physically take a step back.

“Three, almost four months now.” I whisper, and just like that all the fight just drains out of Damian and he slowly sits down on Tim’s vacant chair. I stare in shock that he isn’t trying to bodily harm me in anyway.

“She tried to tell me but I wouldn’t listen… I just, I just dumped her like she didn’t mean anything to me… like she didn’t mean the world to me, how could I do that to her?!? I would have fought anyone who tried to hurt her and yet it was me who hurt her in the end.” Damian covered his face with his hands and it was silent for a while.

I cleared my throat and hesitantly placed my hand on his shoulder. “Damian its not to late to fix this, just go to her, talk to her and explain everything to her. It may not work out at first but you’ve got to be willing to work with her and to prove to Y/N that you do love her and that you never stopped loving her.”

Damian sighs and stands up “You’re right I need to see her, I have to tell her that I was wrong to distance myself from her and hurt her the way I did.” He pauses and frowns. “Grayson do you think she’ll even talk to me? After everything I put her through what if she wont even talk to me? What if she really does leave and I never see her again or our baby? I cant lose them!” Damian starts to panic and before I can snap him out of it its Tim who grabs his shoulders and forces Damian to look at him. “Damian get a grip! You love Y/N and the best thing you can do is to go to her, talk to her and try to work it out!”

Just as I open my mouth to agree with Tim and encourage Damian to go to Y/N my phone goes off. As I look at the caller I.D. I feel my heart clench tightly as I read Gotham general on the screen. I hesitantly answer my phone.

“This is Gotham General hospital am I speaking with Richard Grayson?”

I feel my heart plummet “Yes this is Richard Grayson.”

“Mr. Grayson we have a patient here by the name of Y/N L/N you are her emergency contact, I’m afraid to inform you that Miss L/N was just brought in by a taxi driver, bleeding heavily.”

Dick feels his legs go weak and leans against the table for support while Damian and Tim look at him questionably and with worry.

“I-is she alright?” I can feel myself shaking slightly.

“We believe she is going into premature labor, i’m afraid I don’t know the condition she is in or her baby, but if you would come down to the hospital the doctor would have more to tell you about the condition of miss L/N and her baby.”

I shakily run a hand through my hair “Yes of course i’ll be right there.”

I hang up the phone and feel my legs finally give out, I fall to my knees. Damian and Tim both rush to me but my vision is already blurring with tears.

Tim hesitantly places a hand on my shoulder. “Dick what is it? Whats happened?”

I shakily breath out. “Y/N was just rushed to the hospital.”

Damain looks up quickly and searches my face. “She’s okay right?” He whispers brokenly.

“I’m not sure Damian, she’s alive if that’s what you want to know but she’s going into premature labor…. no word on her condition or how the baby is doing though.” I say.

The next moment I hear a choked sob and I quickly look up to see Damian sitting on the floor with his knees pulled up to his chest and tears dripping onto the floor. I don’t move for a second as I watch my brother break down and cry… actually cry. I've never seen Damian cry so it takes me a few seconds more before i’m scrambling over to him and wrapping my arms around him trying to comfort him the best I can.

Distantly I can hear Tim rushing back upstairs no doubt getting Bruce or Alfred and hopefully a car so we can get to the hospital.

Another choked sob brings me back to Damian and I hug him closer to me “Everything is going to be alright Damian, we’ll get to the hospital and you’ll see Y/N will be fine.” I try to sooth him but I feel lost as I hold my brothers crying form, waiting for Tim to bring Bruce. ‘Please be okay Y/N.’

[abirdandabeast]

Story Telling 101: The Justice League vs. The Teen Titans

Now that DC has once again become active in producing stories, there’s been some debate rearing up among the tags. Namely, involving the DCAU animated series and revolving around a certain pair of ships.

Most recently, a post has surfaced in the BBRae tag thanks to negligent use of the ship name in the post that’s very...anti-BBrae. Ironically, it’s essentially a “clap-back” to my dear friend @fireflyxrebel‘s post on why BBRae won’t be canon in the DCAU. Which makes zero sense, considering OP of the post that shall not be named was bashing the ship. Funny, how that works. 

Still, what catches my eye is that the OP seems to not grasp the full realm of storytelling and how it can be used to also analyze a piece of work, hence why I’ve decided to jump on board and discuss it. There’s two reasons for this; one, to help those who want to learn more about storytelling as a craft and two, because I like analyzing stuff.  

So strap in and hang on for the ride, because this is gonna be a long one. 

Read more under the cut!

There’s a few things someone needs to tell a story, regardless of whether or not it’s animated, written, a play script, etc. All of these things are stories, and stories all require the same ingredients;

~Plot

~Characters (Characterization)

~Theme

~Setting (Time, Place, etc.)

~Point Of View (First, Second, Third; Most important in written stories, but applicable in all)

~Tense (Past, Present, Future; typically used in written stories for verbs)

~Camera Angles (Movies and Animation; Yes, this important to story telling.)

These are some of the biggest things stories require, depending on the mode of story telling. But in terms of JL vs TT, there’s three I really want to discuss; plot, characters, and theme. So let’s talk about them, shall we? 

Plot

This is a big one. Stories can’t function without them. They drive things forward, get us from point A to point B. They make things interesting, they give us rising action, conflict, and a climax. This is the meat and potatoes of a story; what makes it tick. 

So what’s the plot of JL vs TT? 

The bare bones; Trigon has possessed the Justice League, and it’s up to the Teen Titans to save the day.

Pretty straightforward, right? 

See, here’s the thing about plot; without the other ingredients, the story would be...boring. Yes, plot is 100% necessary, but so is everything else. Characterization, setting, and all the other aspects listed above is what can set a story apart from the others, and with a story like this that has literally been told numerous times (numerous comic runs, an animated series, and now this movie), you need more than just the plot. 

Which brings me to the next part;

Characters and Characterization

Characters. These guys are pretty important. They’re the eyes through which we see the fictional world around. They are often what keeps us hooked on a story; the way they feel and how that makes us feel. We can relate heavily to characters and the conflicts they find themselves in, and and more often than not, these characters are what makes a story leave a lasting impact on us.  

Why am I making this point? Well, think about it. Why did you watch this movie? Because plots with evil demons are interesting to you? Or was it because certain characters you liked were involved? 

For most, it was probably the latter. Whether your favorite character is Damian, Raven, Beast Boy, Starfire, Blue Beetle, or some of the mainstays of the Justice League, chances are you saw that character and got excited. Maybe the plot intrigued you too. Or, perhaps, a subplot. Still, the reason many people will come back to this story is the characters. 

So, what makes a character?

Well, my friend, that is what we call characterization. 

Characterization is sort of a conglomerate of numerous things; background, personality, voice/diction, appearance, beliefs, political views, etc. Basically, everything that makes up a character is thrown into characterization. And characterization in action, is how you get this character across to the audience. 

So let’s look at an example. 

This is the titular scene in which Raven sees Beast Boy naked. Why am I using this scene, you ask? 

Well, my friend, this is the scene is where the Teen Titans are introduced, so in a storytelling sense, it’s pretty important to characterization. 

So let’s break it down. 

First thing we see is Blue Beetle battling it out with the hologram soldiers. We get to see how he fights, which for those well versed in fighting styles, can clue you into his personality. From what I see, he’s fighting fairly offensively and has quick reflexes. He’s a good fighter, and sure on his feet. He’s got some confidence, though how much of that is the beetle vs Jaime is yet to be determined. 

Then, we meet Raven. She’s fighting more defensively and removed from the field. She’s closed off, and her powers reflect her more defensive personality. 

Whereas Beast Boy is clawing at anything that moves and shifting at his own whimsy. This shows he’s pretty fast on his feet and 100% hands on and offensive. He’s an open book, for the most part. 

But what really lets us see these characters, is how they interact with each other. 

At one point, Beast Boy flattens the holograms as a Rhino and confronts Raven. He says, “You were having a nightmare last night. I was just wondering if everything’s-” 

There’s a lot we can learn from just this line alone. 

1. Beast Boy is concerned for Raven. This shows that at least on a very loose basis, he considers her a friend. They are on the same team, after all, so this assumption certainly makes sense. Especially given how often Starfire likes to reinforce the idea that they’re a family, as well as the general familial themes that the Teen Titans maintains historically. 

2. Either Beast Boy is a night owl, or he has a room nearby Raven’s. Chances are high that both are accurate. We don’t get a gauge for how late Rae’s nightmare was, but since it was at night, I wouldn’t be surprised if it was late. BB does maintain the entire animal kingdom, as he claims. It’s not a shocker if he has a tendency to stay up later than most. 

3. Beast Boy probably has enhanced hearing. Unless Raven was screaming in her sleep, he probably wouldn’t realize she was specifically having a nightmare unless he has super sharp hearing, even if his room is right next to hers. After all, most people tend to mumble in their sleep, and unless you’re in the room, it can be hard to decipher what they’re saying. So this could be hinting at Beast Boy having enhanced senses. 

4. ‘Last night’ also refers to the night Superman got attacked and possessed by Trigon’s minion. So this line also ties back to the plot, and gives us some hints into Raven’s character. 

Look at that. A single line can build a character and push a plot forward. Who knew. 

So, how exactly can Beast Boy care about Raven if he’s only checking up on her now, you ask. Why couldn’t he have checked up on her last night while she was having said nightmare? 

Well, think about it. 

This Teen Titans team is relatively new. So while BB may think of Rae as a friend, they haven’t been friends long enough for him to feel comfortable about invading the space of her room. I dunno about you, but I certainly don’t go barging over to my new friend’s house and waltz right inside. That’s something I only do after knowing someone for a really, really long time. I’m talking years, here. Not a few short months.  So the fact that BB waited until it was daylight and they were both in a neutral space makes sense. He doesn’t want to make her uncomfortable, he wants to make sure she’s okay. 

And when Raven brushed him off with “It’s just a dream,” he drops it. 

This scene tells us quite a bit about Raven, too. As mentioned above, Beast Boy’s comment about nightmares gives us a little hint that Raven may be involved with the demonic possessions. But we learn a bit more than just that. 

Raven cut Beast Boy off mid sentence. To me, that shows she has no interest in talking about her own personal issues. At all. She shuts him out before he even has a chance to come in. This shows us that Raven does not trust easy. Yes, she and Beast Boy have known each other for awhile, and yes, they’re loosely friends, but she still has not opened up to him or anyone else on the team. She’s distant and reclusive, reluctant to trust anyone. 

However, this doesn’t mean she isn’t comfortable being around her teammates, as can be seen by how...unphased...she is when she sees Beast Boy in his entire glory, as well as when the same shapeshifter hides behind her. This shows that there may be more to Raven’s closed-off nature than just a general mistrust, which ties into her lineage and destiny; aka she feels like she doesn’t deserve their trust, and perhaps they won’t let her stay if they knew the truth.  

There’s a lot more you can learn from the rest of the scene too, and not just about Raven and Beast Boy. It really just comes down to watching the characters and the way they interact with each other and the world around them. In fact, if your story doesn’t offer any insight to your character’s state of mind at any given moment, chances are, you’re doing it wrong. 

Theme

While plot revolves around the mechanics of what a story is a bout, a theme is the underlying message that a story contains. Pretty much every story has some sort of theme, and most tend to come hand-in-hand with the main plot. 

Take for instance The Great Gatsby; Its theme revolved around how money and riches lead to corruption, which tied into the main plot of Gatsby losing himself trying to win over Daisy and ultimately dying. 

As such, themes can be just as important as the plot. It’s essentially the message the author is trying to deliver to their audience through the medium of storytelling. Comics are no exception, and JL vs TT the movie in particular definitely has some themes to it. 

An interesting thing to note, though, is that the themes of JL vs TT seem to butt heads with the plot. How so, you ask? Well, quite simple; the overall theme is Damian learning the meaning of trust and teamwork, while the plot is Raven’s titular arc against her father. 

What do I mean by that? 

Well, this arc of Raven vs Trigon is central to Raven’s character, and is generally recognized as her story. And most of the source material supports this too, both in plot and in theme. 

*Scans provided by @fireflyxrebel

The theme here also revolves around trust, but the story puts Raven in the spotlight and makes things about her. 

She is the one that needs to learn how to trust others and let others trust her. Not anyone else. 

Whereas in JL vs TT, it’s Damian who has to learn this. 

See? Damian is the focal point here. It’s Damian who we see first. Damian, who is introduced to the Titans. Damian, that has to be healed by Raven. Damian, who gets to see into Raven’s mind. Damian, who has to step up and help save Raven and encourage her to defeat Trigon. Damian, who has to defeat his grandfather, and Damian, who ultimately has to learn what it means to be a Titan. 

This is what people refer to when they talk about how Damian stole Raven’s arc. In a way, he did. This story is Damian’s story about learning friendship and comradeship, not Raven’s. Yet in the past, this particular arc was always her time to learn the very same thing. 

See? In this arc, it’s all about Raven. Yes she has her friends, but that’s sort of the point. The theme isn’t about Damian Wayne learning trust; it’s about Raven learning trust. 

And thus, Raven learns the truth and stands her own ground. There is no black haired dude in a Robin suit to save the day for her; just herself and her own newfound confidence. That’s why a lot of people tend to poke and prod at this story. Raven doesn’t get to shine in her own plot, her own arc. 

Damian does. 

And while that isn’t necessarily a bad thing; the development seems to have stuck this time around, it is still incredibly disappointing. There were probably better ways to execute this so that the overall theme of trust and friendship actually extended to the entire team, allowing the story to be more cohesive and feel more genuine. 

Everyone could have had real character development and grown as a team, Raven and Damian’s blossoming romance would have felt more genuine, organic, and less like a damsel in distress story, and the story would have been stronger overall. But alas, that’s not what we got. Instead, we got a story with a theme focused heavily on Damian, and the other characters suffer for it. 

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So yeah. I wanted to hit on these three points mostly because as I said, it seemed as though some people don’t understand how a story is built to literally be interpreted. In a good story, all of these aspects intertwine together so that at every page or every scene, you can pause and analyze what’s going on from multiple categories. 

The other ingredients are important too, of course, but I really wanted to spend my time on the three listed above. However, here’s a few resources for anyone who wants to learn more about each of these things!

Setting:

X  X

Point of View:

X

Tense:

X

Camera Angles:

*This channel is great with this stuff. I’d recommend this if anyone likes learning about the art of film. 

Thanks for giving this a read, and if I missed anything, feel free to let me know! 

-mod vixensheart

[chiunion]

Buncha Anon Questions

A buncha anon questions I’ve gotten in the last couple months, most under the cut. If you’ve asked something, it’s probably here! If it’s not, I probably deleted it or didn’t receive it. Most of these are comments, unneeded opinions, or stuff that’s been covered before (but probably awhile ago). Deleted questions include: “what skill is good on X medal", pretty much all questions about iKairi2 (so many...), “when will Y be released”, and outdated questions.

Thanks for updating the blog :) we've missed you

Good luck on finals and everything else! 🎉

You do the lord's work with your blog. Thank you.

Thank you so much for running this blog. You've made it so much easier for this newbie to figure out the ropes and keep track of events. It is greatly appreciated.

This blog saves my life! 😊❤️👑💙

Hi, just wanted to say great job about the blog, I pretty much follow religiously :)

Thank you and you’re welcome! I do my best. ovo7

Are you gonna do your update for the week? I'm lost without your expert guidance. 

Are you gone forever? :(

No one can Defeat Me!!!

so, what's your opinion of Global's anniversary?

Kinda sucked, but iKairi2 was guaranteed so I don’t really care. ;D

Is it worth it to buy any of the returning avatar boards that have the Illustrated medals? 3K for a guilted epic doesn't seem bad but I want to make sure. Also, what if we already bought one of the sets? Would it make since to get the other 4 medals for 1.5K? Thanks

Hi! You wrote that the old board are not really worthwhile, and normally I would agree... but here's the reason I'm still considering it. I have the Cloud board, and the Halloween Donald (male). If I buy they other halves, that could mean with a lucky roll 12 to my Nova. Or 2... Both of them are coming later, so I have a lot of time to decide, but I would be interested in your opinion, as since I found your site, I followed the advices here, and so far, it was worth it :)

iCid/iAerith/iYuffie are Tier 2, not Tier 3(/epic), so not worthwhile. There’s plenty of multitarget light magic (HT Donald) and power (HT Goofy), so those also aren’t worthwhile.

Hey, I was wondering if you have any advice with regards to using gems. I've got all of the available keyblades (minus Sleeping Lion) to +25. Do you recommend leveling one up to +30, or spreading the gems around? Are there any keyblades you recommend more than others - like Counterpoint over Three Wishes or something? I'm just kind of unsure what to do with my gems since they seem so hard to come by.

Hi! Thanks to your excellent advice about saving electrum ore, I was able to take Counterpoint all the way up to level 25. I have 35 ores left over, and I'm wondering if I should go ahead and use them on Sleeping Lion since the proud mode quests that use Sleeping Lion are the only ones I haven't gotten the electrum from. Or is the next Proud Mode keyblade worth saving for again. What's up next and approximately how long until it's available? Thanks!

I’d suggest focusing on two Keyblades (I’m going for TT and DR). Regarding the Proud Mode Keyblades, they are generally better than their story counterparts--if you have the medals for them, if not they’re worse. (IE: Counterpoint and Sleeping Lion may be equivalent, but Counterpoint is loads better than Sleeping Lion for f2p b/c of the super lack of light speed medals.) But you also need Solar Gems for Proud+ Quests, which can be very difficult to get for most f2p; you don’t need Magic/Speed/Power Gems until LV27. Fenrir is coming soon, so I think it’s more worthwhile than Sleeping Lion. :3c

I'm sorry, I know you've probably answered this before, but now that I have Illust Kairi 1 and 2, how should they go together in your deck? As close to the beginning of it as possible, right? I have 2 in all of my decks at the moment, but 1 only in some of them because I don't have enough CP otherwise.

Depends on your deck and your needs. I have iKairi1/iKairi2 in my first two slots of TT, as I don’t have another good dark power medal to put there. But iKairi2 tends to be later in my deck on other Keyblades, in the weakest boost slot. Just depends on what medals you have and stuff.

is it worth me to save jewels for HD namine if it's a mercy deal even if i may only have enough for 1 3 orb medal and if that's the case is it worth spending 2+ broom medals on her

HD Namine’s only worthwhile if you have another good medal to support it. I wouldn’t suggest it for most f2p at this time.

Any idea what's supposed to be next for na? I wanna get more medals but i'm not sure if i want to wait or not.

Nobody really knows, man. I’d say save your jewels until something shows up you can’t resist. We don’t get many jewels in NAUX, so restraint is important.

Do we also benefit from the traits of Shared Medals?

Ye

Does that mean brooms replace magic mirrors on the boards?

¯\_(ツ)_/¯ They’ll be at the end of boards, so maybe, maybe not.

Would you guys say the MDG tier 5 VIP medal is worth it? If guilted? Or are there going to be more VIP medal quests soon?

I’ll never suggest a VIP medal, as this is a f2p blog. They’re all good, strong medals. Most of them have been from JP High Score events, so don’t really know what medals are going to come into VIP.

I had a medal I was trying to add a trait to. Peter Pan 6*, gullted with 46% bonus. I evolved a 5* peter pan that already had one dot on it. I go a little pop up asking if I wanted to try and raise the percentage and that it'd go up between 20-50% and that it wouldn't drop below the current 46%. So I did it, the numbers pun but it stayed as 46%??? Is this a glitch??

There’s no guarantee that the guilt will go up, only that it won’t lower. The 20%~50% is the RANGE the guilt could end up. So it’s not 46%+(20%~50%), it’s 46%~50% (current%~max%). Peter Pan is a Tier 2 medal. Tier 2 medal’s guilt range is 20%~50%, which means it can never be more than 50% guilt.

Amiduos Lite didn't let me download the game; the google play store told me it wasn't compatible. :'( Is it worth trying the Pro one too in case something is backwards for me?

Hey, I downloaded AMIDuOS LITE and it said the version wasnt compatible. Is their a guide out there?

Try downloading NA KHUX via qooapps, be sure you have all 3 google store things downloaded or w/e. PRO didn’t work at all for me, but it’s a free trial, so doesn’t hurt to try.

Should I strengthen Moogle O'Glory and Cinderella's Keyblade the most I can? Like, 25+ or so. Thank you.

Yeah, you should get all your Keyblades to LV25. If you struggle with adamant, I suggest neglecting Starlight.

Is it possible to still get Moana/Maui medals? Beauty and Beast ones?

No. NAUX hasn’t had any event medals return yet, but JP has, so there’s a small chance they’ll be available again in the future. But definitely not right now.

I went ahead and did 10-pulls to get two copies of Illustrated Kairi 2 since people have mentioned how it's best to have her guilted for the proud quest missions. Will she be that much help during those missions though?

Set damage is niiiice against things with high LV, and with guilt rules on many of the Proud Quests, her PSM+/- can also give you a nice boost.

Hi there, a thought/question just occurred to me about traits. Do you know if have the extra attack trait on a booster medal would allow you to stack any stat gains? (E.g. essentially making a gen str +3 become +6)

Boosters with double attack double benefit, yes! It’s super OP on medals like iKairi1.

The app doesn't only crash when viewing profiles. It also crashes whenever the download for the new update is finished. Sucks af >.> Can't enter the game

Hello there! I tried coming back to KHUx after months, and it is not running in MEmu (android emulator) anymore. What happened? I could play it before....

The new update should have fixed most people’s crashing games. Emulators other than amiduos lite haven’t worked since... October or earlier? It’s an anti-hacking measure.

Apparently there was a secret reward for defeating (tapping) all the heartless on the download screen. Have you heard anything about this?

Sounds fake.

At this point in time i should just give up on ever seen the experiment 626 medal on naux since it was a tier 2 event medal that never came?

They’ve buffed event medal tiers in the past, so not completely out of the question he might show up eventually. Or not. Who knows.

to make up for the sins of not giving kairi as much development as she deserved, kairi's khux medals are Buffed so theyre Stronk (this is joke i have no idea why theyre doing this)

eyyyy, probably.

You should change your username to crossunion for the release of the new game!

yells nO D;

I am confused by the Fantasia Mickey medals, what do they do?

Fantasia Mickey A = use to evolve 5* to 6*, Fantasia Mickey B = get a multiplier dot.

Do more dots give you a higher percentage of a better guilt

No

Does using nova counts towards the multipliers of medals that get stronger the more special attacks used in succession, like sephiroth or xenmas?

I dunno, but probably. :0 It counts as a medal for everything else.

I was told that after I beat story quest 200 I will be able to use the Nova attack. I have passed this level now but I still have no Nova attack. Is there something I'm missing or is it a glitch in my game?

You need to actually have a medal guilted for a Nova attack (now it’s quest 34).

What are your thoughts on Magic Mirror usage? Would it be better to use Magic Mirrors to max out guilt on a bunch of medals that won't be used to get +5 to Nova or use them to max out guilt on a good medal that will only be used on a keyblade or two?

Will your Nova level drop if you sell your guilted medals?

Do you think it's worthwhile to spend one or two mirrors to top off a metal even if its teir 1/2 just to get the Nova bonus.

I prefer to just use them to get +5 Nova when something rolls 90% or better. Nova level will never decrease, you don’t lose it if you sell them. I’d suggest getting MAX guilt first, though. For Tier 1/2, if it’s less than 5 mirrors, probably wouldn’t hurt.

What does the raid boss up Perk do exactly? A party member had a +10 raid boss outfit and it took him 77-78 heartless killed to spawn a boss which is the usual amount. Don't tell me it increases the chances of regular bosses spawning over omegas.

I have no idea. I think it may provide a small random chance if it appearing w/o needing the actual heartless count. But it’s certainly not consistent. :T 

What is the difference between GD and PSM? Are they stackable?

It’s vague what the difference is, they’re roughly equivalent (Gen seems better for higher LV enemies and PSM better for lower LV enemies). They can definitely stack. Gen will boost any medal (that’s not set damage). PSM will only boost whatever element it is (Power, Speed, or Magic) and won’t affect type-neutral medals (Jack Skellington, Repliku, etc.)... but DOES affect type-strong medals (WOFF, Xigbar B, etc.) only with whatever element it’s strong against. (IE: Power+ will only boost Xigbar B if it’s against a Speed enemy.)