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megu-meow · 1 year

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serious - gojo satoru

gojo satoru x fem. reader

Summary: 4+1 times Gojo acts like a serious adult

When you first met Gojo Satoru you found it hard to take him seriously. He was goofy, always acting like a child in an extremely handsome adult's body. The first time he told you he wanted to take you out on a date you assumed he was joking so you rudely laughed into his face. That was the point he decided he would prove to you that he could act like a responsible adult.

It was not often you came back from a mission beaten up. You were a strong woman physically and a uniquely talented sorcerer. It was one of the first things Gojo noticed about you and the main reason he has taken an interest in you. As much as he hated the teachings and the opinions of his clan members, he couldn't ignore it when someone proved themselves as sorcerers, he tended to show respect towards others solely based on their strength. So normally, he was interested in you upon witnessing your strength for the first time.

When you walked into Shoko's office all beaten up, interrupting their gossiping session, he was surprised to see the state you were in. You rolled your eyes upon seeing him in there, expecting him to start making fun of you and snapping pictures with the intent of shoving them to the kids. You were surprised to see the worried expression on his face as he didn't hesitate to quickly eliminate the distance between the two of you, carefully helping you onto the hospital bed so that the brunette woman could check you out and start taking care of your wounds.

You're even more surprised when the next morning, even though you were dismissed by Shoko after she tended to your wounds, he shows up in your room with the intent of changing your bandages. You try to protest but to no avail. He is adamant about taking care of you and you give in. He is gentle and even with his eyes covered you can tell that he's serious and attentive. He keeps doing that every single time until all your wounds are healed up perfectly and he considers you capable of taking on a new mission.

II.

You messed up. You were fighting a stubborn curse and the situation seemed to be hopeless. It was an unregistered special grade that showed up at a busy area in Kabukicho. You did all the formalities like putting up a veil and whatnot, but you didn't notice the elderly woman taken hostage by the curse and upon laying down your domain expansion and exorcizing the curse, the woman lost her life. The higher-ups were furious and they were pestering you for the few days that passed since the incident as if the burden of taking an innocent person's life wasn't enough for you to bear. You were called in for a meeting with the elderly, foolish leaders of the Jujutsu World once again, this time you were convinced you wouldn't get out of there alive. But as soon as you stepped into the dimly lit room, where the cowardly elders were sitting behind panels hiding their identities from everyone, you spotted non-other than Satoru Gojo, in his casual clothes, blindfold nowhere to be seen, his glimmering eyes burning up with hot rage.

"... and I swear to god If I hear about you, weaklings, pestering any of my colleagues ever again I will kill you all with my bare fucking hands. Everyone makes mistakes, that's what being a Jujutsu Sorcerer is about. If I have to come back here one more time, and this is a promise, you grannies will never see the light of day again." he said harshly, storming out upon finishing a monologue. You followed him with your gaze and he turned around, giving you a small wink. It's safe to say, the higher-ups didn't bother you after that.

III.

Ever since your tragic mission, you were slowly losing yourself. The guilt was eating you alive so you drowned yourself in more work, barely taking time to sleep or even eat. Gojo noticed immediately how the glimpse disappeared from your eyes, how your skin was grayer than before, how you started losing weight and the bags under your eyes getting bigger and bigger. Even on your day off, when Yaga refused to give you any more missions for a few days, you were at the school training the students. He wanted to warp out onto the training field to pick you up and force you into your bed right after feeding you some amazing ramen from the restaurant down the street, but he knew you would be furious if he did that in front of the students.

So he stood on the edge of the field, keeping an eye on you from afar. You were slow and you were making mistakes, if it wasn't for the awareness of the students, you could have gotten hurt, but they were holding back, knowing that you were not in great shape. He sensed it. His eyes showed him what was about to happen, so with a clap of his hands, he was right beside you in time to catch you, before you lost consciousness and your limp body fell into his hands.

"Megumi, can you pass me that water, please?" he asked calmly as he laid you down on the ground, lifting your legs so that the blood could circulate toward your brain. You regained consciousness in a few minutes and the white-haired sorcerer handed you the water straight away. You drank the whole thing and you looked at the tall man thankfully. He smiled lightly, picking you up bridal style and he started walking towards the dormitories. You didn't even try to protest, you were too weak to do so.

"I'm going to take you to my room, I will tuck you into bed, you will eat some ramen and you're gonna take a long-needed nap. Alright, sweetheart?" You nodded weakly as you felt your heart beating like crazy upon hearing the worried tone of his voice.

"Why do you care, Gojo-senpai?"

"You don't have to call me that, you know? You can call me Satoru. Actually, I would prefer that over that formal stuff." he said, without looking at you "And of course I care."

You didn't think that was an answer to your question, but you didn't say anything. You were content with what you've gotten.

So that afternoon you did exactly what Satoru said. He tucked you into his bed with a variety of movies, he got you some delicious ramen that you finished in no time. He wanted to leave you so that you could nap, but as he was about to close the door to his room from the outside you whispered a soft 'please stay' and he gladly did. He got under the duvet and you rested your head onto his broad chest. He held you tightly as you napped, softly stroking your hair.

IV.

After that incident on the training field, Gojo kept on taking care of you. He always checked whether you have eaten that day or if you had enough rest, and he made sure that you took care of yourself. How did he do that, you may ask? He would bring food to your office or to your room if he got back from a mission late at night, always joining you for lunch or dinner. If you had dinner together, he would stay the night, cuddled up to you, making sure you got a good night's rest. If you shared lunch, he would sneak into your room at night or text you to join him in his, but the cuddling was a must every single night. You got to the point where you found it hard to fall asleep without him by your side, a realization which led to the conclusion that you have developed feelings for him.

Besides all of those gestures, he never showed any signs of being interested in you. This led to your current situation: drinking away your feelings at a bar close to campus. You were tired of wondering whether he liked you more than a friend or a co-worker, the thought eating you alive slowly. You heard he was kind of a womanizer, however, you never heard about him being with anyone at that time. You didn't want him to be with anyone else, you wanted to be the one to make him want to settle down. The uncertainty was draining tho and it kept getting worse and worse with each passing day.

"There you are! I was looking for you, sweetheart. I was worried something bad has happened to you." he said walking up to your table with a frantic tone, which your slightly buzzed brain comprehended as a crush-like gesture, making you sink into an even more sad state.

"Go away, Satoru!" you said harshly and he seemed offended upon hearing those words.

"What's wrong?" he asked seriously, his cerulean eyes searching for an answer in yours from behind the sunglasses he was wearing. "Talk to me, please. I can't bear to see you like this."

"It's just this guy..." his heart shattered upon hearing your words, he was pining over you, he was trying so hard for you just for you to have feelings for another man "He keeps taking care of me and being the sweetest person ever, but he never really showed me any signs of being interested in me. I am starting to think he sees me as like a little sister he constantly has to take care of or I dunno."

"Oh."

"And we sleep in the same bed almost every night, but he never made a move so I'm confused..."

"Maybe he never made a move because he is afraid you will laugh into his face again." he said nonchalantly and you were fast to look him in the eyes. His sunglasses were lowered onto the tip of his nose, revealing the blue hue of his mesmerizing irises. "I'm pretty sure he likes you back, he would be an idiot if he didn't. You are the most amazing woman I have met, every guy would be lucky to even know you, nevertheless having you as their partner. I'm pretty sure you have him wrapped around your finger since day one, sweetheart."

He is serious. You can tell. There is a slight smile on his face, but the glimmer in his eyes tells you, that he's not joking around. The intensity of his gaze makes your cheeks burn up and suddenly you find the slowly melting ice cubes in the cup in front of you way too interesting. His hand reaches out, slowly lifting your chin so that you would look him in the eyes again and suddenly his face is closer to yours than ever. All the buzz you were feeling from that one drink you had an hour ago is gone and it's replaced by the sobering reality of Gojo's confession.

"Can I kiss you?" he asks lowly and you nod eagerly "I need verbal consent, sweetheart."

"Please, kiss me, Satoru!"

And he does just that.

Two months have passed since that night Gojo kissed you and your relationship didn't change a lot since then. He was just as caring and attentive, you kept spending most of your free time together, however, you started being physically affectionate towards each other. It felt like you were kissing all the time and he made sweet love to you almost every night. You never really talked about the newfound aspects of your relationship, and you never slapped a label onto it either. You didn't know what you were and that bothered you to no avail, especially when other women and men kept flirting with him in front of you without an ounce of shame, despite your intertwined hands or the arm he had around your waist (sometimes even lower than that) constantly.

He knew you better than anyone though, so he noticed straight away that something was wrong. He didn't want to overstep your boundaries though, he knew you would bring it up eventually when you felt ready for it. However, he kept showering you with gifts, reassuring words and kisses, thinking it would make you feel better, which it did, but no Lego Flowers could answer the question of whether you were a couple or not.

"Satoru, what are we?" you asked randomly in the middle of eating lunch in his office, startling him while he kept stuffing his face with gyoza, making him choke on his food. He burst out in a coughing fit, trying to catch his breath.

"What kind of question is that, sweetheart?"

"Well, we never had the talk and we never had a label so I thought I would ask."

"Oh." he said, wiping his mouth with a napkin "I never considered having the talk because I figured we didn't need it."

"What do you mean?"

"Well I thought we were a couple since the first time we kissed. I've been referring to you as my girlfriend ever since, I even showed all these cute pictures of you to a curse I dealt with the other day."

"Are you serious, Satoru?" you asked in disbelief.

"Don't worry, I exorcised it after I was finished with the pictures, it won't come back to haunt you, kikufuku."

"I DON'T CARE ABOUT THE CURSE, GOJO!" you shouted, startling him "Didn't you think you should have talked to me about our relationship? What if I didn't want to be your girlfriend?"

"YOU DON'T?"

"Of course I do. I guess it would have been nice to know, I kept having these thoughts about you not wanting me like that or something..."

"Sweetheart, I've been head over heels for you since the day I met you, If I kiss you of course I would want to be with you." he said seriously, making a wide grin appear on your face.

"So we've been dating for two months now?" you ask with a content smile.

"Yeah, the best two months of my life, baby." he said, slowly getting up from his seat as he walked up to you and he leaned down to leave a passionate kiss on your lips.

"So, should I feel bad for kissing all those other people?" you asked as soon as he broke the kiss.

"WHAT?"

"I'M KIDDING, SATORU, I'M KIDDING!" you shouted, a breathy laugh escaping your pretty lips "You're the only one for me, baby."

Gojo shook his head disapprovingly, silently adoring the sound of your silly laughs and giggles. Yes, he was a man-child, but he was willing to give everything in him to keep hearing your intoxicating chuckles. Even if that meant losing the fun facade to show you how serious he is about being with you.

#gojou satoru x you #gojo satoru #gojo saturo #gojo imagine #gojo fluff #jujustu kaisen #satoru gojo #satoru x reader #satoru imagine #jjk imagines #gojo x you #gojo x reader

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lovecanbesostrange · 7 months

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hello! i've been sent here to ask about werewolf hunters, which i'm hoping will hurt me so good

I know who sent you, anon. XD So I'm not even gonna pretend I have no clue what's going on.

Let me take the obligatory deep breath for a scream about how OUaT introduced an actual werewolf hunter in S6. (Okay, yes, it was The Woodcutter, a bounty hunter, who oh so happens to specialize in werewolves. HALLO??) And then, I guess because of scheduling conflicts, had to swap Red for Blue by Snow's side. And I was, no, we were all robbed of that image of Red fighting somebody who would have not just taken the bounty on Snow's head, but gladly taken her hide. What a waste... Heartless is a fun episode, I even like how Snow and Charming accidentally meet without knowing and then end up with this extra fun sleeping curse...

Anyway, yes, well werewolf hunters. Totally a thing that does canonically excist in the EF. Back in Red-Handed Granny just said that a hunting party killed Anita. Which we know was a lie anyway, but makes you wonder how many specialists might be running around. Something OUaT loves are cliches, which I think is very fine. You want some familiarity, so subverting packs a punch. And what could be more cliche than to have one possible story in your head where Red's father is a werewolf hunter? Make him the Romeo to Anita's Juliet. Make it terrible and tragic. Make that a reason why Anita hates humans even more. Because the one dude she fell for was born into a family of hunters, who kill her kind. With righteousness and thinking they are saving lives, not destroying them.

Think about this image of a young Anita falling in love with a raggedy handsome boy. And they just don't know. The father yes, I have named him Roger in the one WIP in my docs running with this concept, ssshhhh is on his own for a bit, away from the family, as is tradition. To learn about the world, witness beauty (he has to protect) and cruelty (he is fighting against).

It's time to ask more about werewolf lore. Is there a difference between made-wolves (Granny) vs born ones (Red)? Does the wolfness fade for everybody? Why would Granny think Red might not have it (possible difference: a human father, unlike Anita)? Tell me more about silver to use against wolves. Did Anita have more extended family? What happened to Granny's husband? (Also omg Granny deserved an ep of her own to untangle that mess how she ended up marrying the guy who killed her brothers... dark much?!)

With the last, make the death of Anita's father hurt. Bring in those hunters. Show me how Granny took Red from Anita and managed to vanish. Leave Anita brokenhearted, bitter, filled with rage. And show me Red's father being a werewolf hunter with some regret and questions, but also consumed by anger in the end. MAKE IT TRAGIC! Show me how a wolf loving a human ends in tragedy and is no option. There's a reason it's funny that Dorothy points her crossbow at Ruby first thing, yesyes. She likes to hunt, too.

Look - werewolf hunters = POSSIBILITIES! Not all huntsman like wolves the way Graham did. A minute of silence for the man, please.

#OUaT #Ruby Lucas #we deserved a better look at werewolves #also rule number one: always ignore the super speed - yes to strength and heightened senses 100% no to super speed #I mean being a bit faster is fine but I bet this is why the writers realized they made a mistake and stepped away from having Ruby around #superspeed is worse than having all your antagonists have the power to teleport (which is often conveniently not used)#and there needed to be another use of silver not just Granny's arrow... ohohohoho more monster episodes!!#anon ask

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basedsnax · 2 years

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bugsnax character car headcanons:

wambus/triffany -> ford truck. is flaunting some absolutely downright unfunny bumper stickers. cringemobile but is otherwise fine until triffany starts road raging at you.

filbo -> is in a pope car at all times with a special viewing window for a very special boy.

beffica -> bitch has an audi. how did she get it? god knows but she WILL not let you merge under any circumstance. stone cold.

gramble -> subaru. stops for squirrels or anything else that looks like it has a heartbeat. aside from you, of course. pedestrians are invisible to him.

floofty -> unmarked white van with bloodstains. would have cops called on them constantly if they drove below 100 mph and were visible to the naked eye.

snorpy -> constantly has his beams on and drives like a granny. really likes to honk. WILL honk. has some vaguely homosexual electric car. maybe a tesla, even.

cromdo -> dumpiest chevrolet ever and anyone behind him risks getting final destination’d by his collection of 2x4s.

lizbert -> AGGRESSIVE jeep wrangler driver. tailgating is fun and cool and a dominance tactic. hits the curb.

eggabell -> tiny ass car… boring. minicooper.

the journalist -> actually drives filbo’s little filbo display around. flips you off.

chandlo -> has a sport/muscle car/convertible (corvette? he doesn’t strike me as that indulgent though) but is easily one of the most pleasant drivers you’ll ever experience. his tunes are quite good too.

shelda -> drives into your fucking fence and your wife.

alegander -> takes the bus.

clumby -> takes a cab. doesn’t tip.

#bugsnax #laz has a toyota for offroading #moots feel free to drop your oc hcs…#🥺

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imagi77 · 1 year

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Snow White with a Twist~

What would happen if Snow White was never alone at the Cottage on that Fateful morning? I do this to myself all the time~ thinking of different paths a story could take... but this one is special to keep for me, because its based on a dream I once had. Trust me, an actual dream... if the boulder had fallen the OTHER direction. I do hope you enjoy~ :)

There was a supposedly timid knock on the door upon a sudden.

“Is anyone home?” came an all new, cracked voice.

Snow White instantly startles at the sound. “Oh dear!” she gasped, alerting Grumpy nearby, who was carving.

“I knew my corns were right~” he grumbled, instantly dropping the block, going straight to the girl’s side. “Get away from the window~”

“Grumpy, no... it is only an old lady~” Snow White remarked, dearly confused.

“I have some apples, that would make the menfolks mouths waterrrrr~” cooed this old, strange voice.

“Old lady, gah! You, a princess, had told us that she were lookin' for ya, I sure ain't lettin' up. Under the stair, get - Now…"

“Oh Grumpy~ I-... I trust you, but please please, do be careful~”

“Whatever ye might hear, do not come out -- ye hear me?”

“I do~ please come back.” the sweet Princess cooed.

To his surprise, she softly took his hand. It was an action that melted his old heart, just like before from that mere peck on the head.

“I -- aye -- I will, Princess…” he promised her, gruff and sincere to the lady before he went through the back way with his pickaxe.

“Sellin' apples, what do ya take us fer? There ain't no orchard 'round here on the seventh…"

He silently sneaked along the side of the cottage, peeks to see this hunched over hag in a black robe.* As wrinkled as an old boot, I see...

Some of the birds who felt the danger to all softly twittered at him from the pines. “Ah, yer onto her too, heh? Figures. Knew those fools be too trustin' for leavin'... The mine can wait, but egh~!”

Looking over, he saw a bucket of water and fair few pine cones...

The Hag seemed to believe that the princess was all alone but apparently the cottage was quiet. The girl was smarter than she thought. Although smarter than those men who left her alone for her picking... or so she thought.

Something sharp hit her right on the head, that was so sharp that it made her drop of her basket of apples. They all rolled about on the ground in different directions... the one she favored rolled at the feet of one lone Dwarf…

The Hag looked stunned to see one of the Little Men, when she thought they all had left for that Mine. But one did not…

“Oh, it is a little man. A beastly little man~” she seethed with hatred and disappointment.

Grumpy’s eye caught onto the blood red apple that rolled close to him. Something about it roused the worry in the birds and the squirrels, warning him to not touch it. The hag seemed to be unhinged, eyeing the specific fruit, trying to look kindly and sweet. Grumpy sharply winked, a sign that he was on edge. He had his pickaxe set and held tight.

“Yer trespassin’.” he warned.

“N-now be kind to ol’ granny. I-I was just seeing if you wanted to try one of my apples. Would you like one?”

“I ain’t that stupid.” he snapped. “Yer on Dwarven land, and ye need to leave. Don’t care what you mean by it, we want nothin’ — Git! Or meet my pick!”

The Hag seemed to snarl, eyeing the red apple near him and he picked up on that right away. He took the back end of his pick and smashed the red fruit into pieces. The Hag screamed out in rage. As he feared, there was green slime slipping out of the pieces of white apple. Slime leaked around on the grass, killing a patch instantly. Grumpy jumped at the sight, realizing fully.

“Poison!”

Inside the cottage, the poor sweet Princess, Snow White listened to what was going on outside. Covering her mouth, tears welled up in her eyes… yet she had to keep quiet for Grumpy… He was so brave. He truly did care for her. Just as brave as the Huntsman who told her to run into the woods… Where she was protected…

“So smart, aren’t you, little Dwarf~?” she heard a change in the Hag’s voice. It sounded deranged. “I know you are hiding her. You do not know who you are dealing with, you little fool!”

“Ye want her, come get her…” she heard Grumpy’s threat. His voice was different too. Somehow, it felt like the Huntsman had returned.

There was a thrash when the old Hag attempted to throw a stone at him; one he easily dodged before she tried to run. Foolhardy, he charged after her as soon as there came the chorus of charging fellow Dwarfs coming from the glen, among a herd of deer and those birds, and squirrels.

Doc, Happy and Bashful were first to charge out, seeing their comrade take first charge before they all clambered to follow. Chasing after the terrible disguised Hag toward this barren mountain side. As the sun became hidden behind darkened clouds, there came a mighty bellow of thunder. Doc and Happy saw their dear charge open the door in fear…

“Princess!” they cried out to her, running up in tears of relief that she was unharmed.

“Oh, Happy! Doc! Oh!” Snow White wept, embracing the two in sobs.

“Are you ha-harmed, my dear!? Doc’s voice naturally trembled in her ear.

“No~ no, I am not! Grumpy, he-he chased the old woman away~ He told me to stay inside…”

“And inside, you will say-stay! Happy, guard her well~”

“Not movin’ an inch, Doc~” Happy nodded.

As for the rest of the Dwarfs, they were not letting this go. As Grumpy was first on the climb, his brethren followed quick, throwing whatever they could find at the fleeing Hag. She tried to climb, higher and higher, even as the rain fell harsh and sharp upon the rocks.

“There she goes! Don’t let her get away, men!” Grumpy cried out as they soon reached the nearest peak where she found herself trapped by a tight ledge looking over the valley below.

“Watch out for that rock!!” Doc cried, just in time for them to duck and cover as rocks began to roll down.

“She’s pushing them all on us, get aside - Aside!” Sneezy cried.

“Surround her, surround her!”

“You insufferable little fools!!” they heard that Hag seeth at them from above. “You think you can catch me! The Fairest in the Land! You cannot protect her forever, None of you! Follow me, if you dare!” this crazed Witch kept cackling to the point that she could easily fall.

Grumpy, being the farthest ahead, had his eyes set on the mighty boulder that was beginning to teeter over them… Her shadow could be seen as lightning began to threaten the ledge. He was determined, seeing her distracted.

“I’ll get ya! I’ll get ya! I will crush your bones!” she cackled, as Grumpy was first to reach the highest rock.

To the horror of the five other little men, there was a flash of lightning that struck at the feet of the Hag. All it took was a blink… A single moment passed and there came a shrill scream that faded into the billowing thunder’s roll…

The Dwarfs were all too frazzled for a moment as the massive stone at the peak was teetering dangerously over them. All it took was a moment until it began to roll down the mountain side. Doc lost sight of Grumpy, however~

“Aside, men! Aside!” he cried as the boulder rolled quick.

Sneezy, Bashful, Sleepy bounded to the safest spots they could find aside to get out of the way. Dopey dove between two rocks as the thing sped down in a tumble all the way to the bottom.

There was a bone chilling sound that Happy and the Princess could plainly hear from the cottage… A crumbling roar as the boulder landed deep into the mossy ground, that was so heavy that the ground shook from its might… Soon, all there could be was the sound of drumming rain…

Among the rocks, the four all cautiously climbed from their hiding, breathless. Doc had to shove some rocks in order to free himself… His spectacles were missing but other than that, he was only fairly bruised.

“Men? Men! All right?” he called up to them. “Bound - Sound off~ Dopey, where are ya?” he feared but was glad to see the mute youngin’ gladly climb his way down with a plop beside him.

“Can’t believe she tried to smash us like grapes…” Sneezy panted, sniffling.

“She fell~ Could hear her scream all the way down…” Bashful shivered. “She’s gone…”

“Fool- Good riddance~” Doc gave a curt nod. “Never mess with the likes of us, I say… Right, Grumpy?”

There was no response. There was no sign or sight of Grumpy… Not even close to them.

“Grumpy?” Doc began to feel frantic.

The others gasped.

“Thought he’d be~ He was at the top…” Sleepy uttered, sputtering.

“At the — No no, it can’t be… C-come on, come~!”

After hearing that terrible collision, Snow White could not bear it any longer and ran out into the rain, quick.

“Please, keep my friends safe — They are so kind and so good, please let no bad happen…” she prayed, tearfully aloud despite Happy’s protests.

“My lady! Princess! Please, come back~”

When they reached the bottom of the mountain side, Doc and Bashful returned up to the top where Grumpy was last seen, frightened that he may have taken the fall with the Hag as well. There was a small flat stone that they almost missed where a crimson tunic caught their gaze. Bashful gasped so loud that he had to cover his mouth to keep from crying out… “D-d-d-Doc?” he stammered… heartbreak was evident.

Doc was speechless when there, before them, was Grumpy, lain in the rain on that flat rock… as still as stone and doused. His cap was gone, he was so laxed with a sort of rare, cold calm over his face… it was enough to chill the two down to their core.

“Grumpy!” Doc sobbed, immediately jumping down to his side. “… grumpy?” he softened then, gently nudging Grumpy’s shoulders. With care too… because there was a deep cut that he could see now that he was close… on Grumpy’s right arm. “It’s me, Grumpy… please, speak to me…” Doc trembled.

It was like a spring song to them when Grumpy’s face soon tensed up after an eternal minute, and moaned~ waking up to one of the worst headaches known.

“y’mind? Ah~ stop pettin’ me. I ain’t a shot doe…” he weakly snapped at Doc.

“… you kinda look like one…” Bashful laughed through his tears.

Grumpy sharply winked as he tried to rise up, against their wishes.

“Ray - I mean stay down, stay down, you took quite the blow from that boulder.” Doc advised.

“I can talk, can’t I? And-and Snow… Snow White. Is-is she?”

“She’s all right~ Safe a-and - and sound. Thanks to you.”

Upon hearing that, Grumpy’s knees buckled and he had to lean down again, clutching his right arm, tight. “…a fine kettle of fish~!”

“Just sit down, you warthog.” Doc scoffed. “Bashful… Go and fetch the men. Tell em’ all’s well. Might need some help to get down.”

Snow White was relieved to have four of the Seven Dwarfs all come to her side, all shocked and tired, of course. Three were missing…

“Where are they? What’s happened to them…?” she asked, emotional.

“That old witch is gone, good lady~ She took a long fall…”

“… Grumpy. He knew something would go wrong today.” she feared.

“Sure glad he stayed behind… If somethin’ to ya, we~ we wouldn’t know what to do. We all love ya.” Sneezy got all misty as he spoke, rubbing his eyes. Dopey tried to hug him only to get batted away. “Oh stop it, it’s just my hayfever!”

“I prayed for all of you yesterday… that you’ve been so kind to me. And it all came true… All of you are the best I’ve ever had.”

One appeared from above, climbing down with care and haste that sent chills of anticipation to the group. It did not look good…

“Bashful! Doc and Grumpy… where are they?” Happy worried.

“At the top! Grumpy got hit somethin’ fierce, but he roused up.” Bashful explained, and the Princess shuddered. “He got hurt mighty bad~ We need some help to get him down…”

“This is my specialty~!” Happy piped up, determined. “Lead me to ‘em!”

“Oh! Oh Grumpy! Do be careful, please!” Snow White stammered.

She did not dare to go back to the cottage just yet because she had to be sure all of the Dwarfs were back, safe. Her little warm heart calmed when she saw Happy and Doc help Grumpy down to them… She ran to him as he was helped down and took her own red cloak off and covered him with it.

“… I- - don’t~ don’t cover me with that~” he tried to retort, but he was too weak to press it again. “ — f’rget it…”

“You are cold as ice…” her sweet voice was an honest relief. “… you saved me, Grumpy…”

“Told ya to stay inside the house. ‘Course y’didn’t~fine by me…”

“… you did promise me you will come back. I wanted to make sure you did.”

“Well. Aye, I ain’t agin that…” Grumpy’s voice laxed more, as he felt warm in her embrace with his fellows gathered around him.

He felt a strange dizziness as his arm sharpened with a stabbing pain — Dizzy and worn, Grumpy rested in the Princess’s warm, gentle arms. Everyone’s voices faded from him, as did the thunder.

Inside the dry, warm cottage of the Seven Dwarfs, with the Wicked Queen gone and done for… there was a quiet that came over the sweet little home in the Glen. There, the Princess Snow White took it on herself to stay at her friend’s side as he regained his strength, along with the six other little men who sought it important to keep sharp guard over the Glen. Never had there ever been a safer place since…

#snow white and the seven dwarfs 1937 #disney movies #classic disney #The Seven Dwarfs #the evil queen #Disney Villains #Ideas #Fanfictions #Adventure #Fairy Tales

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Some time has passed and Debbie has finally given birth to a healthy babygirl named Jennyfer. Now Jennyfer gets all the attentions around the house (as it should be for now), and young Marina even had to give away her room for her little stepsister. "Why, thank you Marina for sleeping with your grandmother in the attic! Your old room is just perfect!" "I don't mind sleeping with granny, upstairs." replies Marina to a very cheerful Debbie. Lately, or rather since Jennyfer's birth, Debbie has been strangely polite with Marina; so much so that the child does not know how to act around her. Today she finally moved her last box of stuff up in the attic. It's a bit crammed up there, with grandma's things too, but it's okay.

Debbie continues as talking to herself: "Of course for the time being this will be a great place for Jennyfer's crib…" "What?" asks Marina "What do you mean for the time being?" "… but as soon as she learns how to walk I think she'll be very happy to follow you upstairs!" adds Debbie. She is definitely very happy with hersel. "I know your grandma Carmen is already crazy about her, so she won't mind!" Marina is furious. "What are you talking about?? There's no more room in the attic, and I gave up this room because YOU told me there was no other room for Jennyfer!" "Oh, my!" exclaims Debbie. She is not even phased by Marina's rage. "Children do not understand that adults have special needs and NEED some time alone! This room will be perfect for me and your father: we'll add a bar, a new tv, some neon lights here and there…" This can't be right! Marina is speechless. And what's worse is that her father seems to be okay with this terrible idea...

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If curses are the other term for superpower, What curses did the kids get? And how much did it impact the boys and Webby's dreams and hobbies?

Oh I haven’t thought about this AU in ages!! Here’s what I can remember from it -

Webby - she inherited her Granny’s curse and can control weather and elements with her emotions. Whilst her Granny’s “speciality” (i.e. her most powerful emotions) are rage and sadness, Webby’s is joy! Her happiness causes powerful but oddly gentle winds which cause people (though mainly her) to float! There’s also warm sunlight wherever she goes :) but her anger and negative emotions are also powerful, so she still needs to be careful, but it’s not quite as devastating as her Granny’s

Dewey - he can create light! Spotlights, toh esque balls of light, powerful beams, you name it! His curse is very controllable, he can easily hide it but he just…doesn’t want to. He’s dramatic! He wants a spotlight following him wherever he goes! He’s constantly in trouble for using his curse in inappropriate situations and has a habit of (temporarily) blinding people with dramatic beams

Louie - telekinesis! This lazy boy can make anything, including himself, float! And he can guide where they go, ofc. Barring himself, he’s limited on what he can make float based on what he could realistically carry. Like, he can easily float a phone, but not a truck or anything like that. But with enough training he could learn to lift heavier things, but he never puts in the effort

Anndddd I can’t remember what Huey’s was lol. Maybe I never came up with one for him, but he’s meant to have one lol. Maybe something to do with the duke?

In terms of how it impact them, it makes them socially isolated. People see them as dangerous and untrustworthy, etc. It’s a little easier for people like Dewey and Louie with controllable curses, but for people like Webby with zero control over it it’s basically impossible to lead a normal life when everyone sees their curses as negative things

#ty for the ask!#thatsuspisiousfangurl #cursed au #Ducktales #Ducktales 2017 #Webbigail VanderQuack #Webby VanderQuack #Huey duck #Louie duck #Dewey duck #Huey Dewey and Louie #hdl #hdlw #ask #text post #au #my au

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10 Characters 10 Fandoms 10 5 Tags

Rules: choose 10 favorite characters from 10 different fandoms -- no double dipping! Then tag friends or mutuals to complete the game as well.

Tagged by @apocalypticavolition (who I extremely blame for making me pick favorites. I am now the Miette meme sending this mutual to jail for 1,000 years)

Top 10

Jaina Solo of the Star Wars Expanded Universe (technically its now the Legends Continuity, but fuck Disney for that) - The unhinged drama that the extended Skywalker and Solo clans has a special place in my heart, but Jaina's A+ mix of badassery, trauma, angst, communication issues, and severe allergy to feelings makes every stage of her life an absolute treat to watch. That and the fact that she is the last Solo kid standing as of Disney's murder of the EU makes her the best in my book. Teenage me DESPERATELY wanted to be Jaina Solo. Adult me wants to give her a hug and take her out for a synthale.

Lady Sybil Ramkin Vimes of Discworld - This might be a low-key surprise pick, since I have previously cited Granny Weatherwax and Sam Vimes as Discworld favorites, but Lady Sybil also holds a special place in my heart, because she is literally an amazing partner to Sam without losing any of her own interests and personality. She is also a complete badass in a quiet, competent way that adult, married me would give literal years of her life to have. And then there was the time she absolutely let Serafine HAVE IT because she was pregnant, being held hostage, and Sam's life was in danger, but the goddamn tipping point was that Serafine DIDNT RESPOND TO THE ANNUAL LETTERS. Perfection.

Iskierka from the Temeraire series - She breathes fire, she is a holy terror, and she is basically a pirate masquerading as a soldier. Iskierka is a queen without equal.

Briar Moss from the Circle Universe - I just desperately want to give this poor traumatized boy a hug, but he already has three sisters and two mothers to do that for him. I genuinely think Briar's three books are the best written and executed in the Circle Universe, and his journey feels deeply grounded in a way that the girls' don't, because within their origins and cultures, the girls all came from some level of privilege. Briar is a grounding force that I deeply appreciate.

Dau from the Warrior Bards trilogy - Dau, much like Briar, is in desperate need of a hug. Another traumatized boy, but his one literally has to go on a three-book arc to learn how to feel his feelings and how to people. Basically, we have to socialize him, and watching Liobhan try to do that is by turns hilarious, heartbreaking, and rage-inducing. Dau tries so hard that he makes everything about five times harder than it has to be.

Lan Chitward from the Valdemar Universe - OK, I might prefer guys who need hugs, because Lan is a beautifully executed tragic hero. This kid ends up half trained and sans mentor and support system on the front lines of a war with his lifebonded partner and the phyrric victory claims both their lives. Before that though, Lan gets to speed run found family, and it's just delicious because it twists the knife even deeper. I have my issues with Mercedes Lackey, but in Lan she nailed a tragic, doomed hero.

Penelope Featherington from Bridgerton - The Netflix series is objectively better than the book series, but even in the books Pen is my favorite. Our girl is a WRITER, and she isn't afraid to use that skill. There also aren't enough writer protagonists out there, so shoutout to this lovely one.

Fire from the Graceling Universe - Fire is a fascinating protagonist because she is quite literally a monster, and just existing in the world for her is an exercise in understanding what humanity is...even in those humans who lack it.

Ikenna from the Blood Gift universe - Our beautiful murder barbie is inimitable and frankly I want there to be MORE books with her. And murder barbie speaks to my heart in some extremely specific ways.

Nyneave Al'Meara from the Wheel of Time - *yanks braid, smooths skirts* Literally if I didn't pick her, Nyneave would walk out of those books and come for my head, and I would have no choice but to agree with her because she is very much the best.

@giaelesramblings

@iliiuan

@tatithetinybooktuber

@lillywhitefield

@reddy-reads

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Edwin Week 2022: Day 6: Secrets

@503week

(Two in one day because they were both half written)

Day 1 Day 2 Day 3 Day 4 Day 5

Characters: Edward Elric, Winry Rockbell, Alphonse Elric

Fanfiction

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Despite what his behavior might indicate, Edward Elric had never been very good at keeping secrets. He was much more likely to just admit to something than try to weave an intricate tale to avoid conversations. He often operated under the assumption that if he knew it, other people must also know it, since it was so obvious to him.

As children, Al and Winry would often be the ones to pinky-promise or hide things from adults, quick to conspire or build elaborate stories to avoid having to spill their own secrets. They were the ones awake at night, whispering and giggling stories or made up tales to each other, while Ed slept like a log, ignorant of whatever conspiracy was developing between his brother and best friend.

So good at keeping to their chest any details or plots, that Winry and Alphonse would never actually tell Ed what they had done even if he was well wrapped up into it and its consequences.

The first time Ed experienced this was when he was left standing in front of a sopping wet Granny, hands on her hips and rage burning in her eyes.

“Don’t give me that crap, Edward. You’re the only one smart enough to have rigged the sink to spray right at my face level.”

Ed’s mouth was agape and he wavered where he stood. He had walked into the kitchen right as the mentioned offense happened, the water pressure being strong enough to knock Granny’s glasses right off of her face and knock her backwards.

Ed squirmed under the stern gaze of the older woman. “I’m serious Granny. I had nothing to do with it.”

A finger whipped up into his face, accusations flying behind it. “So you just happened to walk in when I got hit with a water jet?!”

Ed nodded. “I just wanted a snack. I didn’t know that would happen. It could have happened to me!”

“Which is exactly how I know it was you. You are the same height as me and would have used that to develop the angle for the water.”

“No!”

“Yes, you little shrimp. And don’t you blame this on anyone else. You’re the only genius in this house who could have done something to my faucet. Now fix it!”

Ed continued his griping and whining as he spent the rest of his beautiful summer afternoon fixing a faucet he most definitely didn’t mess with in the first place. He didn’t know much about faucets to begin with, and this one wasn’t a simple band trick around the spout. He had to go get tools to pull out a specialized curved rock that had been shoved up it to achieve the perfect face spray.

He was so caught up in the indignation that he was being blamed for the whole incident that he never once thought to consider who might have done it. That ‘who’ being another alchemist and mechanic duo with little fingers but crafty minds.

At dinner the agreement between Ed and Granny continued, causing the two of them to miss the exchanged sheepish looks shared between the actual pranksters.

The whole faucet occurrence was forgotten soon after, the attempted human transmutation taking forefront in their lives and overshadowing any memory of small spats such as that.

Promise day came and went, bringing with it the aftermath of fixing past mistakes and leaving a future uncertain. Ed and Al moved back in with Granny and Winry, working on rehabilitating their bodies and readjusting their minds to civilian life.

Ed had always been so busy and caught up in his tasks while working as a state alchemist that he had all together lost his ability to just evade answering questions.

Was it a byproduct of being forced to answer to higher ups? Or was it just his unwillingness to put brain power into weaving a lie or vaguely answering when he had better things to think about, like all things alchemy? The world may never know.

“Ed!” Winry had shouted at him in disbelief one day when they were walking back from town with groceries in hand. “The least you could have done is lie!”

“Why?!” Ed was flustered and annoyed at being in trouble. “They asked for my opinion and I gave it!”

“You all but told them their design was garbage. Didn’t you see how dejected they looked after that!”

Ed worked his jaw, trying to come up with a retort. He didn’t have one so he just repeated himself. “They wanted to know what I thought.”

Winry huffed loudly, snapping her head to look straight ahead, so angry at his previous behavior and current response. “They are kids, Ed! They look up to and want to be an alchemist just like you. You could have told them what they did right with the circle thing instead of pointing out the lines weren’t sharp.”

“If they aren’t crisp and clean it doesn’t work. It’ll help them in the long run to know things like that!”

“Not everyone is as good as you are with learning. Sometimes focusing on the good helps people more. Even if it has to be a lie at the moment.”

Ed felt bewildered. Winry had stop shouting at him and was now just annoyed in her tone. The walk home was long with the silence that has fallen between them. Ed stopped at the stoop, wanting to say something to Winry, but she spoke first.

“You know, that is why Al and I never included you in our pranks as kids.”

Ed’s eyes shot up to hers, looking down at him from the door way. “What?”

“You can’t ever tell a fib or keep a secret if asked directly. We knew you would indirectly rat us out to adults, so we just didn’t tell you anything. That way you couldn’t get us in trouble.”

All the times Ed had been scolded by adults for the weird happenings as a kid came flooding back into his mind. The school teacher being upset with him for messing up the composition of her chalk. The farmer down the road mad that the fence’s hinges were too tight and he couldn’t open it. The store clerk chasing him down for the soda fountain rupturing from the excessive pressure on the carbonated water canisters.

Granny making him fix the faucet.

Ed reeled back on his heels. He couldn’t believe what was just revealed to him. All those times he was blamed by adults for the shenanigans going on, and it was the always ‘innocent’ Al and Winry at the center of it.

Winry shot him a look that clearly said, “What’s your problem?”, and he was shot out of his internal reeling to drop the basket of groceries, causing a loud “The hell, shrimp?” from granny, and flew his right hand up to point with rage at the woman in front of him.

“IT WAS ALL YOUR DOING?”

Winry, clearly unaware of what caused the outburst and unamused by his action of dropping the produce, rolled her eyes at him before turning around to enter the house. Ed didn’t pick up the forgotten potatoes, broccoli, apples, and other foods, choosing instead to be hot on Winry’s heels into the house. Granny would later pick it all up while muttering about how useless Ed was. Ed’s focus was elsewhere – getting to the bottom of this apparent life-long secret of keeping him out of the loop.

#edwin #edwin week #edwin week 2022 #fma #fmab #fullmetal alchimist brotherhood #otp: equivalent exchange #panda writes

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This isn't a tournament, there were just too many specials to put in a single poll. There will be a second round where we compare the top 4 polls.

#rqg #rusty quill gaming #not a quote #polls #tma #c&m #chapter & multiverse #the magnus archives

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Vote a Rumbelle Story continues...

Mr Gold was agitated. He had felt like this from the moment he had set his eyes on Belle.

Belle was the new belly dancer at Jefferson’s bar. The bar that he had financed. The bar that Jefferson had promised would not turn weird or smutty in any way. He’d discovered her going through the books.

“Jefferson why the feck are we making payments to a belly dancer and a necromancer?” he had snarled down the phone.

“Special events in the function suite, dear thing, belly dancing is the new fitness fad. We’ve already got eight lady regulars and Leroy. He went first to ogle but got hooked. Belle says he and Granny are her star pupils!”

He had been speechless, but had decided to check it out before pulling the plug.

When Gold arrived at “Mad Hatter’s Cocktail Party” the first thing that caught his attention was the six foot rabbit with a bow tie on behind the bar.

Gold sighed and then raced towards the bar snarling “Jefferson!”. He grabbed the rabbit’s head by the ears pulled it off and threw it across the room. Jefferson managed only a squeak before Gold had him by his real ears. Spitting with rage Gold snarled, “No weird, no crazy, no sleaze, that was the deal we agreed, and the moment I turn my back I find you dressed as a fecking furry cavorting with exotic dancers!”

From behind him he heard a voice he would never forget. “UNHAND HIM YOU BEAST! There has been no cavorting and I am not an exotic dancer, I am a fitness facilitator.”

Gold swivelled around on his good leg ready to cut off the busy body. But instead, he was left gaping at an angel. The most beautiful eyes shone back at him. She was draped in silks, with creamy skin on display. The sunlight shone around cascades of mahogany curls and glinted off the jewel in her belly button.

“YOU!” They both shouted.

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NEW GOD'S RETURN!?!

The New Gods publishing history is just too tragic. Why it wasn't more popular is a bit of a mystery to me. I have read that the books were selling but a quirk in the system was leading to an undercount of the sold books and the publisher did not need too much of an excuse to cancel one of Kirby's more esoteric series. But I suppose you could get a more educated and nuanced perspective from these guys.

It is also just too sad that the New God's concept had to be reintroduced in the final issue of a series like 1ST ISSUE SPECIAL. A series I might add which featured the likes of LADY COP!?!

But I must say that this was a FANTASTIC issue! that thrusted the readers into the action from the first panel before pulling back to the tranquil New Genesis setting for a bit of context. Duality and balance after all being two of the main themes of the Fourth World concept.

The issue opens with Orion, in his new costume, fighting Kalibak and a troop of Apokolips Jackals on the streets of earth, before being spirited away to Apokolips by Granny Goodness!?!

The art while not Kirby is top-notch and filled with dynamism that would've been approved by the Great One. Anyway, it was Kirby who wanted to hand off art duties to other artists - What Kirby wanted was the plotting duties - which in this issue was handled by Gerry Conway.

Anyway this 1ST ISSUE SPECIAL must have been a kick to the head to anyone who missed out on the earlier Fourth World material.

Meanwhile...Orion wakes on Apokolips and escapes Granny Goodness' lair to the open streets in quest to find and kill Darkseid? But would he... Could he kill his own father? And who would ask him to do such a thing? His enraged mind pondered these questions as the words of Highfather echoed in his ears, "Do whatever is necessary!"

Again duality begins to shade the frame. The tranquil man of peace asks Orion to be his hands of violence that he needs to end the threat of Darkseid. And Highfather's words left to be interpreted by Orion would have left Highfather with some plausible deniability. A concept that was not too alien to the readers in 1970's America.

Boldly confronting his father Orion learns that sheer force would not only kill Darkseid but also the entire galaxy. Again balance frustrates Orion's angered heart and he rages with hands poised to strike down his father despite Darkseid's sober and ominous revelation.

But Highfather with the help of Metron stays Orion's hands and confirms Darkseid's warning.

The best readers could ever hope for in the publishing history of the Fourth World would be a stalemate between an uninterested publishing/general audience and flashes of the greatness contained in this issue.

(1st Issue Special #13; On Sale Date: January 20, 1976)

#New Gods #Orion #Highfather #Metron #Darkseid #Doctor Bedlam #Granny Goodness #Gerry Conway #Dennis J. O'Neil #Mike Vosburg #Kalibak

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repeating last month's reading meme, with the stories I completed this month (many of them started waaaaaaay before though. thus is the nature of comics).

list and some thoughts under the cut.

NOVELS

Carpe Jugulum by Terry Pratchett. As with every other Discword novel, I practically devoured this one. Very enjoyable, especially Granny's plot, which did hit close to home for me lol.

Dare Me by Megan Abbott. This is proof that, despite having aged out of the YA bracket, some of it, the really good one, still holds up. Still, I know that if I had read this as a teenager, I would've made it my whole personality for at least a while xDD. Nonetheless, it was a great read. It's a pity that the show was cancelled before it covered the entire story, because I would've loved to watched an adaptation :/

Sense and Sensibility by Jane Austen. Of the Austen novels I've read so far, I would probably put it in the last place, but I did end up enjoying it. I had a good laugh with the Ferrars family drama, and I enjoy how... anti-karma Austen can be. Sometimes shitty, selfish people behalf shittily and selfishly, and that works out perfectly for them, lbr.

COMICS COMICS COMICS

Arsenal. And absolutely great mini (four issues long) in Devin Grayson's melodrama era. Vandal Savage collecting body parts of his descendants to replace his rotten ones is A Concept. And I loved the cameos by Dinah, Oracle, Connor... perfect.

Robin (vol. 1). Tim goes to Paris to train a bit more after Bruce decides he's ready to be Robin. There he ends up in between mob complots and gets trained by Shiva for a little while. My main takeaway is that Tim should have a musical staff in more stories.

The Cull. I kept waiting for this miniseries to go somewhere and... eh. The ending is a bit open so it might continue, but unless I hear something really solid I wouldn't pick it back up.

Batman: City of Madness. The concept of this story ended up being far grander than its execution, and I think I would've liked a longer, more involved, riskier storyline... The art is still amazing, though. It's given me some proto-ideas, though.

Dark Spaces: The Hollywood Special. I could literally copy-paste the last paragraph here lol.

Batman/Huntress: Cry for Blood. Amazing. Perfect. 10/10. One comic I'm going to recommend.

Robin II: The Joker's Wild!. This should've gone harder with the Jason-haunting-the-narrative concept, IMO, but I am NOT an unbiased party lol.

All of Jason Todd's New 52 (2011-2016) appearances. There is... so much I could say about this. Not much would be good, because yes, I still rage against the reboot xD. RHATO vol. 1 ends up looking even good after Red Hood/Arsenal (which improved a bit at the very end, admittedly); Lobdell is the worst, either way. Batman Incorporated/Wingman... too little effort put on it. Appalling, poorly thought-through characterisation all around, really, alongside a lot of choices I'm still baffled by (chessmaster Joker by beloathed). Batman & Robin Eternal got on my nerves, and not just for Jason. Robin War, Grayson... all of it needed a lot more development for me to be sold on it. The cameos in Deathstroke were... fine, but forgettable, when they shouldn't have been.

I did use the cover for Supergirl vol. 6 #35 because that's the ONE Jason appearance I can say I fully enjoyed! Jason is competent (aided by some "venom" which was an arc that amounted to nothing, but whatever), he is a MENACE, he seeks a team up with Supergirl but is a fucking asshole about it despite clearly wanting to be friends xDD... it felt as if I was almost reading new earth!Jason circa Green Arrow/Outsiders, which I really enjoyed! The stupid uncanny valley helmet makes an appearance but I just ignore that xDD

Robin III: Cry of the Huntress. Tim and Helena meet for the first time and team up! It was all right.

World Without Young Justice. I read the Tim-centric issue as it was one of the firsts in Lewis's run, so I decided to read the other four issues in the arc. Tim's is my favourite, though: it has Steph as the original Robin, in a story that really caught my eye and I might use at some point... honestly, I think superhero!Steph/civilian!Tim is a DELICIOUS set-up for the ship that I know I'll revisit in some fics where I don't have Tim donning a mantle (or at least, not in a traditional way).

Batman Plus Arsenal. Great one-shot (Devin Grayson does it again etc.). The moment where Roy gets on Batman's case for how sparse he is with praise was gr10.

Harley and Ivy: Love on the Lam. Another one-shot, by Winnick this time (I have my selected favourites). The dynamics are very clearly inspired by the DCAU despite being a new earth comic, but as those are my favourite versions of the characters involved, that works for me. It's about cycles and how hard it is to break them, of course

Knightfall. I started reading the arc in January. Although I'd read part of it before, this is the first time I really set out to read the complete thing. My veredict is that it focuses way to much on JPV, who I simply don't connect with LOL. The parts with Bruce, with Tim, and especially with Dick, and even with Gordon and Essen, are far more appealling to me, and I would've preferred them to be expanded upon to JPV's detriment tbh.

Bruce Wayne: Murderer?/Fugitive. Amazing story arc, and as far as I'm concerned, a must-read among Batman/Batfam fans. Bruce's reasons for finally getting his head out of his ass were also very poignant and rang very true to him, as did his shitty non-apology about his actions lol. And in the end, Sasha and Bruce-Sasha ended up being a really fascinating part of it all. I might go back and read her older appearances.

Jon Lewis's Robin Run (vol. 2 #100-120). Really fun! A very enjoyable take on Tim Drake, very cute Steph/Tim stories, really good overall! And the plot with Tim's birthday... jail, jail to Bruce for one thousand years xDD. Very sad that Tim can't be allowed to be mad at him for longer than five pages smh.

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sebeth · 4 months

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Who's Who In The DC Universe #1: Animal Man, Anthro, Apokolips

Animal Man by Gil Kane

Stunt man Buddy Baker was bathed in radiation from an alien space ship that crashed to Earth

He later discovered that he could absorb the special abilities of any animal within a certain range

Buddy designed a costume and called himself “Animal Man”

He later retired and married Ellen Frazier and had two children with her – Cliff and Maxine

Buddy was later recruited by the Immortal Man and joined several other semiretired adventurers in an organization called the Forgotten Heroes

My first exposure to Animal Man (besides Who’s Who) was his appearances in the Justice League Europe issues. I fell in love with him immediately. I love his power set – Vixen is another favorite for the same reason. He was so down to Earth and his relationship with his Ellen is one of my favorites in comics. Buddy is perfect proof that an “everyman” hero can have a wife and children. My recommendations for anyone interested in Animal Man are the Animal Man series by Grant Morrison, his appearances in the Justice League Europe series, and his role in the “52” series. As far as I know, Buddy hasn’t made any appearances in any DC animated are live-action roles – Vixen tends to be used instead. And yes, as a woman and person of color, Vixen’s appearances are important for diversity (and she’s simply a great character) but Buddy is cool too, so how both characters be allowed to shine? If Young Justice can have Superboy, Superman, Captain Marvel, and Icon (all similar powersets) than Animal Man and Vixen can make appearances in the live action/animated parts of the DC Universe.

Anthro by Howie Post

We journey to the era of time when Neanderthals were giving way to the rise of the Cro-Magnon. Anthro was born in this era, the son of a Cro-Magnon mother and a Neanderthal father.

Ne-ahn, Anthro’s father, was chief of the Bear Tribe, and Anthro’s deceased unnamed mother was a member of a tribe long thought destroyed.

Anthro’s mother doesn’t receive a name but his stepmother is Emba.

The Bear Tribe had no permanent home, lived a nomadic existence, and tried to survive the hostile elements of the dawn of civilization.

The background art shows Anthro riding wooly mammoths, spear fishing, and battling Neanderthals.

Anthro debuted in the Showcase series – issue “74. The only appearance I’ve read of Anthro was in the Crisis of Infinite Earths series. He was so much fun in his appearance. If that was typical of his character, Anthro must have been a blast in his Showcase appearance.

Apokolips by Greg Theakston

The New Gods were Jack Kirby’s original end game for the Marvel Asgardian gods. Kirby left Marvel and brought his idea to DC with a few changes (for legal reasons).

“There came a time when the old gods (the Asgardians) died. The final moment came with the fatal release of indescribable power which tore the home of the old gods (Asgard/Nine Worlds) asunder, splitting it into great halves, and filling the universe with the blinding death-flash of its destruction.” (Ragnarök)

Two worlds emerged from this explosion (Apokolips and New Genesis).

New Genesis was “given nobility and strength from the living atoms of Baldurr (Marvel’s Baldur).

Apokolips was “saturated with the evil and cunning which was once a sorceress (Marvel’s Karnilla).

Apokolips is ruled by Darkseid.

Notable locations on Apokolips include the Armagetto (home of the Hunger Dogs and the Energy Pits), Darkseid’s Tower of Rage (his home palace), and the Granny Goodness’s Happiness Home (home of the Dog Soldiers and Female Furies).

“As of this writing, New Genesis has apparently been destroyed, leaving the New Gods to seek their destiny among the stars, and leaving Darkseid among the ruins of Apokolips, a bitter, frustrated man.e

Poor Darkseid, someone took his away his toys!

I’ll delve into the importance of Darkseid and the New Gods to the DC Universe when I get to those entries, as for Apokolips itself…it has to be in the top 10 in the “alien comic book planets” category – for the entirety of comic book universes. Off the top of my head, no research, and no generic or real planets (ex – Skrull homeworld or Mars), I can list: Apokolips, New Genesis, Oa, Thanagar, Rann, Khera, Hala, Krupton, Mogo, Tamaran, etc. As a Legion fangirl, I can name numerous home planets of the Legionnaires: Colu, Rimbor, Trom, Bismol, Daxam, etc but I’m not sure how well known those are to a non-Legion fanbase. I can name numerous alien races from Marvel but blank on their home planets except for the Kree (Hala) and the Eternals (Titan).

I would also put Apokolips in the “Top 10 Worst Comic Book Locations To Live In” category. Horrible place to be born.

Apokolips has featured heavily in the comics (the various New Gods titles, Superman, Justice League, Legion of Super-Heroes, DCeased, etc) and has made multiple appearances in the animated/live actions series.

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