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secretchaosagent · 28 days
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I miss the pre-New 52 Tim and Jason dynamic so much. It was basically Jason beating the fuck out of Tim well being all "nothing personal kid I just hate everything about you, your existence and the fact you're breathing right now" and Tim spitting up blood going "what if your mother was a whore, kill yourself" and Jason just deciding right then and there that this kid is his favourite person. Then it just turned into a Tom and Jerry hunt across the city where Jason keeps hitting Tim with the "join me, be my robin" and Tim kicks him in the balls.
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secretchaosagent · 6 months
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Villain had been running for an eternity.
But at that moment it didn't matter the way their lungs burned and their legs ached. It didn't matter that their heart was racing way too fast and that their vision was blurring. They just needed to get away.
Run run run run run run
The only thought in their head, a flash of clarity in all of the dizzyness. Someone was chasing them. And that someone was catching up.
Their pulse sped up impossibly, already so fast and loud Villain feared their heart might explode in their chest.
<<Hey! HEY!! VILLAIN! Where are you- >>
Villain vaguely recognized the voice, but they couldn't stop. They just couldn't. They pushed and pushed and pushed, but they were exausted. So exhasted. Their wounds were throbbing, but they couldn't think about them right now. They needed to find somewhere safe, somewhere to recuperate for a while or they were going to collapse.
Like it was the Universe's own personal goal to make their life a living hell, their leg buckled and they fell. Catastrophically. Ruinously. Tragically. They were sprawled on the ground, the concrete leaving stinging scratches on the palms of his hands. They couldn't get up. Oh God, they couldn't-They couldn't breathe. The air wouldn't get in their lungs. They were hyperventilating and they couldn't get up.
Get away get away oh god i need to go go go go go
Someone was getting near and their panic spiked. They shut their eyes, cowering away from the stranger, hoping for a fucking miracle-
<< ...ain, hey, it's alright. It's alright now. Listen to my voice,>> someone, not a stranger, Villain figured, was softly touching his hand. << Breathe with me, yes, yes like this. You're doing great! Just follow my example.>>
The voice sounded so familiar. They were close, but not too much. It was like the person was trying not to make them feel cornered . Villain was starting to breathe now, but the creeping anxiety that people were after them didn't stop.
At least air was getting in their lungs now.
Villain opened their eyes. Their vision cleared a bit, looking at the person in front of them. The recognition of the face in front of them brought an embarassing sensation of relief and suddenly they were feeling safer than before.
Not that they would ever admit it.
Hero was speaking slowly, gently, as if trying not to scare him. Villain wasn't really listening, just the sound of their voice with that calming tone was enough. Which was mortifying.
But that didn't matter at that moment.
<<What happened?>> Hero asked carefully.
Villain just shook their head.
<< Someone signaled that they saw you around my area of town and I came here, expecting some kind of robbery, not you running away like a scared bunny looking like you spent the night hopping between bar fights>> Hero continued after Villain didn't say anything.
Ah, yes, then there was the terrible sense of humor. They missed it so much. They were surprised by their desire to just crawl in Hero's arms and cry until they fell asleep. They were too tired to even begin to fell ashamed by their thoughts.
So Villain just grabbed the other's shirt and tugged them closer to themselves. Then, they finally uttered a crooked <<Don't let them hurt me>>
Hero visibly tensed after that, wanting to ask more, but Villain's eyelids were heavy and they felt so worn out, so consumed after everything and so relieved to finally see something familiar...
They fell asleep.
Prompt #23
Villain appearing one random day at the City PD. He's disheveled, looks like he has not eaten nor slept in days. He can barelly stand. Hero interrogates him, knowing full well it has to be a trap.
"Don't let them hurt me", whispers Villain before falling limp into Hero's arms.
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secretchaosagent · 8 months
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The Hunt? Honey, you haven't gotten out of bed for the past three days relistening to your comfort podcast. What do you mean the Hunt? What are you hunting, love and affection?
hottest tma take is that every single fan is the beholding. no uquizzes to figure out fear attachments, no assigning everyone in the group chat their own entities. if you listened to the podcast you are in-universe by definition part of the beholding. assigned Eye at canon. one of the characters even hates you personally and tells you this right into the tape recorder
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secretchaosagent · 8 months
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You can't tell me Paranoid by Black Sabbath isn't S2 Jon Theme Song.
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secretchaosagent · 8 months
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I was re-reading one of E. A. Poe's stories and the only thing I could think was "Damn, boy, cocaine and nightmares really are something, huh?"
Every time I read his work I can feel the madness that surfaces in the writing, but at the same time the dark metaphors and the themes and the real hidden meaning that is entangled with the rest, seemingly non-sensical details just... captivate me, I guess.
I love it.
I'm a sucker for tragic symbolism.
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secretchaosagent · 8 months
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cmonnnn i'm just a little birthday vampire tim cmonn
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secretchaosagent · 8 months
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Jon didn't go to the Panopticon just because he wanted to save all the other realities and finally end the Fears. No, what really drew him to that tower was that maybe, probably, he would end with them too.
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secretchaosagent · 8 months
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Thoughts on the S5 finale
We all know that the fears don't have a "brain" of their own (apart from the Mother, of course) and the avatars are just following what feels "right" to them because there's no specific ritual for the apocalypse, not really.
Now, where am I going with this? Let's focus on the part where "there isn't a right way to perform a ritual, as long as it includes all the fears". This means that there isn't a need for specific procedure to bring the apocalypse.
So what made us think that if Martin was the one to kill Elias/Jonah, the Eye would have lost his grip on the world and simply slipped through the hole in reality? If you think about it, it doesn't make sense.
Why would the Eye be unable to simply latch onto Jon? What would've stopped him? Why would the act of Jon killing Elias be relevant if the way of doing things didn't matter until now as long as it was done by someone connected to the fears? Elias would be dead anyway. Jon, on the other hand, wouldn't. What would've stopped the Beholding from simpy passing to his Archivist, the closest being to it, the one that permitted the whole armageddon thing to happen in the first place?
Nothing.
Nothing could've stopped the Eye. Nothing.
What if Martin was the one to to kill Jonah in the end? What if Jon toke the Crown anyway and the others realized that they couldn't make the fears go away if they didn't sever the only connection that linked them to this world? What if Jon would've needed to die regardless.? What if he would've burned with the Panopticon and Martin would've ended up stabbing him anyway because a direct wound to the heart would be a better death than burning alive?
I think the real tragedy wasn't that "maybe, if we had done that in another way, we would be happy now". I think it was that there wasn't another way and I think that deep down, they all knew this. They all latched into this desperate illusion that nobody else needed to die but it didn't work. It had never worked before.
And I think that with that illusion, they doomed an infinite of other realities just to end their own suffering.
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secretchaosagent · 8 months
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Beneath noise is silence. Beneath grief is love. Beneath soil is subsoil. It’s Melanie King Monday.
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secretchaosagent · 8 months
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Listen, I love dark academia Jon as much as the next person and I 100% agree that his wardrobe consists basically of sweaters and ties and dress shirts, but...
the apocalypse outfit? You're insane if you think that that man walked all the way to the Panopticon through realms of terror in loafers. No, that bastard wore black boots and a fucking leather jacket ( Martin may have found one old and forgotten in one of the closets in the cabin and accidentally slipped it in the duffel bag, idc. And maybe, just maybe, it was a little too large for Jon).
Yes, it's also a "The Mechanisms were Jon's college band" AU, but whatever.
You can pry this hc from my cold dead hands.
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secretchaosagent · 8 months
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remembered about my magnum opus aka tma hades au so decided to throw it out there. hades is a rogue-like game with beautiful graphics, amazing story and fantastic characters. and i like tma. it’s bunch of sketches with explainations, one page couldn’t be attached, rip breekon&hope as shopkeepers
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secretchaosagent · 9 months
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some tma hades au stuff hello
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secretchaosagent · 9 months
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