I feel like iruma has accidentally called certain teachers/demons mom/dad, like kalego, baal, and both of his friend's mom's
Ok im not sure whether you mean like that's something he'd totally do or that's something that has already canonically happened (which im pretty sure id know of if he canonically called someone mom or dad i would die)
But anyway this is something i can see happen cause iruma is literally collecting patental figures like they're pokemons, and he'd be so fucking flustered and embarrassed he wont be able to look anyone in the eye for a month. But! Who would he call his mom/dad first?
Now listen, im just gonna skim over opera cause they're nonbinary and accidentally slipping would mean to misgender? them and i dont want that. Or maybe opera doesn't care but im not taking any chances, but feel free to tell me any hc you have for our resident cat! Or anyone really i love reading headcanons
So, after recent events, and against every bet the babyl staff may or may not have had, i think he'd first slip up in front of amaryllis, azz's mom. Why? Other than the fact that she would be merciless when teasing him and i enjoy iruma's suffering, just look at what happened in chapter 297 and literally every other interaction between them, giving him advice and dressing him up and being overall affectionate with him like he's her own son. She's every bit the mother his egg donor could never dream of being! And the teasing would be out of this world. No one else will tease him like this queen
Now, the one who's got the most bets placed on (There's no way they dont have a bet on this ok?) Our dear grumpy birb, to the delight of dali and mortification of iruma, kalego! This is very much self explanatory, but what would be his reaction? He'd freeze up because Nope nope nope he's not ready to be a father he's not ready to be IRUMA’S father nopenopenope and then he'd go. Doesn't matter whether it's the middle of the class or he's walking off a cliff he is removing himself from this before opera somehow finds out. He is not going to be a part of this family he is not dealing with this he is Not Blushing fuck of Shichirou! (Everyone somehow finds out and my lord does kalego get teased. Iruma just wants to skip school until he forgets this ever happens (he never will) but his grades aren't that great so he can't TvT)
I want him to call balam dad. No, i want the whole class to call balam dad. The guy needs to be loved. He deserves all the happiness in the world. And yes, it'd be kinda embarrassing, but! The kids are teasing him! This means that they're comfortable around him!! Seriously i love balam so much he very much does not deserve being feared as much as he is
Now, for the ultimate embarrassment, the one who'll laugh their ass off and will not hold back in teasing the poor boy, the one who iruma cant hide from, Arikled. Ali-san is total dad energy, no one can convince me otherwise. And iruma will literally want to die cause he's Arikled. Why did he have to call Arikled out of literally everybody else dad
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After seeing this lovely and touching fanart of Catra and Adora as old women, I started to think of headcanons of what the other members of the She-Ra cast would be like in their later years:
-Glimmer and Mermista are sassy grandmas, 100%.
-I feel like Catra would mellow out immensely once she'd spent years healing and also gaining the wisdom and life experiences that come with age, but I know she'd still have a mischievous streak, and more than a little bitterness.
-I can also see Adora calming down a lot, but I can't deny she'd have anxiety about getting older and dying. It would probably take her a while to fully make peace with it.
-Bow is totally the friendly neighborhood grandpa who just loves everybody.
-Entrapta intrigues me, because her hair is magic(?) so would it gradually lose its abilities as she ages and goes gray, the follicles dying? Or would the powers remain? Other than that, I can see Entrapta being a kind of "witchy" old woman, but with robots instead of herbal magic, with her extensive knowledge and history of hermit-like behavior and all that.
-Speaking of witchy women. Perfuma. Need I say more? She's a fusion of "friendly old witch" and "yoga lover".
-I can see Scorpia not changing that much, for some reason. She'd definitely be a very interesting old woman, I can say that much.
-Seahawk is still Seahawk, as he always will be. He's the guy who always tells ridiculous stories and swears up and down they're true, and, surprisingly, most of the time they are. It's just that the young people don't always believe him. Because, well, he's Seahawk. It isn't until Mermista vouches for him that they believe him.
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Psst, what are your personal fun ghoul headcanons 👀 👀 👀 ???
Okay sorry this took a second because I was sleeping and then eating and stuff. But here we go!
So I said this in the other ask, but I headcanon Ghoul as agender, or just not giving a fuck about gender. Not 100% about pronouns yet so for right now I'm using he/him.
He wasn't born in the Zones, but was raised in them. In my WIP, his mother escaped Battery City when he was a toddler (maybe 3ish?). She lasted until he was about 9, but got ghosted by a Drac when out on a supply run.
After that, he got picked up by group who was willing to take care of him, but they eventually got ghosted too about a year or so later. And then it happened again, this time with a more popular gang. After that, he gained the reputation of a Raven, or someone who brings bad luck with them.
So at about age 13, he was fully on his own with most rebels staying a wide berth away from him. Also unfortunately has a lot of survivors guilt. (Sorry buddy, I had to make it tragic)
Anyways, getting out of backstory. He's the mechanic of the group, keeping the Trans Am running. He also build all the explosives and destructive items. He's not as good with small items and electronics like Kobra is, but they do work together to make weapons and gear occasionally.
Really good with animals, they just seem to trust him for some reason. Often found with a random lizard, snake, whatever is crawling around in his hands. Has been told multiple times that, no, you CANNOT bring the tarantula into the diner!
Despite being super combative and agressive with strangers, he's actually the most sentimental and "romantic" of the group. Also super physically affectionate when they're alone, leaning against Jet, having an arm around Party, whatever. Loves it.
Good forager, knows which of the rare Zone plants are good for eating and which aren't. Also knows everything about good zoneweed.
Since he spent the longest in the Zones out of the group, he's the most devoted to The Phoenix Witch (and whatever other Zone Deities there are, because I like to headcanon it's polytheist, but the focus is on The Witch). He's not as openly enthusiastic as, say, Party is, but says quiet prayers at night, before and after claps, whenever they see a Joy who got dusted, etc. Also does small devotional things every now and then.
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Bakugo's Fate
I have a feeling that we won't be finding anything out about Bakugo's fate for a while - presumably, at this point in the series (at time of writing, ch. 363 is the most recent chapter), we will move on to another focus to keep the readership guessing for a little while.
One could argue that Jeanist's assertion that Bakugo had no pulse means that is the end of Dynamight for the long-term - and perhaps they're right - but I am of the opinion that there is more to his story yet.
Countless revival strategies have been up on offer from the fandom; a popular theory regarding Jeanist's Quirk evolving to fix muscle fibres has been floated within the community to an array of responses. This essay, however, is not intended to remark or expand upon such theories.
Instead, I wish to focus on why, narratively, I am of the opinion that Bakugo's permanent death would be a poor use of his character and a poor ending to his arc.
There are many reasons for which one might argue this to be the case, but I shall try to keep my reasoning concise:
In terms of Izuku
Throughout every essay, every discussion, I've ever had on Deku learning his true potential, I've always resolved it down to two issues:
He learns how to control his emotions
He learns that he needs to work with others
The latter part of the "Dark Deku" arc (have we a commonly used term for this yet?) was dedicated to him realising this second point; most notably, working alongside Bakugo in order to win.
Their hero ideologies work in conjunction with each other - the famous "win to save, save to win" dichotomy - therefore, as representatives of these ideologies, they must also work together.
For Deku to return to the battlefield and find his childhood friend and rival dead, and unable to revive him, would prove to him that working solo was correct all along - this is counterintuitive to the development of his character.
In terms of Winning
In chapter 362, before attempting to land a final blow on Shigaraki, Bakugo asks "So, Izuku, can I still catch up to you?" - a representative thought to encapsulate his character. His inferiority complex has remained with him since a young age - afraid to be perceived as anything less than the best.
Given that, moments after this thought passes through his mind, he appears to shuffle off the mortal coil, his dying thought would be one of inferiority - a realisation that he was unable to match up to his rival and their enemy in strength.
This is a deeply dissatisfying end to his story. One might argue that, in his final moments, he instead realised that he did not need to catch up with Izuku and accepted his inferiority in strength - this is an idea I reject wholeheartedly. Bakugo's arc need not end with him rejecting his entire ideology in order to die at peace. His determination to fulfil his goals is one that should be given appropriate attention, not pushed aside as though another's ideology is more relevant or "correct".
In terms of Reasoning
I have yet to come across any answer to the narrative question of "Why should Bakugo die?" in the context that we are given within the story. His final blow to Shigaraki did not sufficiently slow him down - if Bakugo had died after significantly weakening Shigaraki, I would be more open to this idea; Bakugo dying in order to win the battle would be both in character, and at least somewhat more reasonable.
One of the "reasons" I have been given is that his death demonstrates the stakes of the story, and specifically of how dangerous Shigaraki is. I, for one, was under no impression that Shigaraki wasn't dangerous, nor do I believe Bakugo's whole character arc to be an appropriate sacrifice in order to prove this. This latter point also acts as a response to the idea that his death demonstrates the casualties of war.
Raising the stakes of the story by killing characters is, in any case, weak writing - and not a strategy I would attribute to Horikoshi. In the story thus far, I am a firm believer that each act of violence or death of a character has been purposeful, either narratively or thematically.
Conclusion
There are, doubtless, other ways in which Bakugo's death could be argued as a general negative for the story, but I believe these three reasons cover the issue most aptly.
Whilst I am unsure of where the story is progressing and have little interest in debating the many ways in which Bakugo could be revived logically, I have faith that this is not yet the end of his story. There is, after all, a battle to be won - and who better to aid in that struggle than the Symbol of Victory himself?
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Family Dinners - dpxdc
"Holy shit, you're Bruce Wayne!" Danny gaped, jabbing a finger at the man sitting at the head of the table.
The bustling dining room goes silent as everyone turns to look at him.
"Danny, who did you think was going to be here?" Tim asks, disbelief plain in his voice and Danny feels his face flush red.
"Sorry, I, uh, I guess I just never put it together. Tim Drake-Wayne. Wayne Manor. It, uh, makes sense now." He laughs sheepishly and scrubs at his neck before slumping back down into his chair.
"Well," Tim says with an indulgent sigh, "at least I know you're not just friends with me for my connections."
"Yeah, I'm really sorry, I just never thought about it, I guess."
Danny sinks lower as everyone around him laughs. Come to dinner, he said, the food is the best, he said, ignore the family, he said. Danny really wishes he'd listened to Tim and just ignored them—almost as much as he's regretting accepting the offer in the first place—but... he's having dinner with Batman.
Ancients, that's so weird!
The last time he saw Batman was in the future and, suffice it to say, it was not going well. There hadn't really been time for family dinners there.
Wait. Family dinners?
He peers around the table, openly gawking at everyone as it all clicks into place.
"Everything alright, Danny? Now realising who everyone else is?" Tim asks with a roll of his eyes.
"Uh... something like that..." Danny mumbles as everyone laughs again.
From further down the table, the smallest Wayne scoffs and clicks his tongue.
"I thought you said he was smart, Drake?"
"So, you all do it, too, then?" he asks, ignoring the jibe. Danny's only a little bit jealous as he thinks of how much easier they must have it, how much easier it'd be if his family had been on his side, too. "You all work together?"
"Nah," Dick says from across the table with a brilliant grin. "Tim's the only one that works with Bruce, we all have different jobs. I'm a police officer in Bludhaven."
"Disgusting." Danny blurts out without thinking—because seriously, what kind of self-respecting vigilante would also be a police officer?—before clapping a hand over his mouth. "Sorry."
The whole table laughs again, the loudest being the blonde girl a few spaces down from Dick. Look, Danny wasn't really paying attention to names when they were all paraded in front of him. Dick only gets remembered because his name is a joke.
Come on, Danny, recover!
"That's, uh, not what I meant, though."
"Oh?" Dick asks, cocking his head slightly to the side. Is it Danny's imagination or does his smile tense slightly?
"Yeah, I mean like, you know, in costume. It must make it so much easier to have everyone together like this."
"Costume? What do you mean?"
Yeah, Danny's not imagining it, everyone tenses up at that. It's really only now that he's realising that this probably isn't how he should bring up that he knows about their... night time activities. In fact, he probably shouldn't be bringing it up at all.
"Uuhhh..." Danny looks wildly around the table as he continues making his stupid noise. Think, think, think! There must be a way out of this!
"Danny?" Tim asks, looking concerned.
"Oh, Ancients, this isn't how I wanted it to go at all," he mutters, slipping even further into his chair. He's almost on the floor now and he so, so wishes it could just swallow him up.
His real first meeting with Batman was meant to be cool! He had planned to be Phantom, maybe save them from a tight spot, prove his worth as a mysterious and powerful ally as thanks for the help Batman gave him in the future.
"Danny, what are you talking about?" Tim starts tugging on his sleeve in an attempt to pull him back up from his pit of despair.
Eventually, Danny relents and sits up straighter, hiding his face in his hands and whining all the while.
"I'm sorry, I just didn't expect him to be here and it threw me off so now I look stupid and it's so embarrassing!" he wails, flailing his arms wide. "Why wouldn't you warn me that Batman was your adopted dad, Tim? Couldn't you have let me know?"
"I'm sorry, what? Danny are you alright? There's no way Bruce can be Batman, look at him!"
"Yeah," the blonde girl laughs from the bottom of the table, "look at him! That's a wet noodle of a man! Batman can actually do things, B is incapable of pretty much everything."
"Thank you, Stephanie," Bruce sighs, massaging his forehead.
It's... Those are the first words Danny's heard Batman say since everything went down and it's enough to knock him out of his embarrassment.
It's really good to hear his voice again. Especially now, when it's strong and healthy and full of personality—even if that personality is little more than a tired father right now—far better than how it had been, at the end.
Danny sits up, back straight, and grins. He's got this. He remembers it perfectly. Some people count sheep to fall asleep, Danny repeats his mantra to be certain that he'll never forget it.
"Gamma alpha upsilon tau iota mu epsilon, 42, 63, 28, 1 colon 65 dash 9."
Once again, the whole table falls into silence.
"Holy shit..." breathes the other D name (Duke? Danny's pretty sure he's Signal) from opposite Stephanie. "Isn't that...?"
"The time travelling code." The littlest Wayne says stiffly. "We have met in the future?"
"That's not just the time travelling code, Dami." Dick says, looking between Danny and Bruce. "That's the family time travelling code."
Danny's grin freezes in place.
"I'm sorry, what?"
"1 colon 65 dash 9." Dick explains, still flicking between him and Bruce. "It means you've been adopted into the family and we should all treat you as such, no questions asked."
"Tell you what, I'm about to ask a question." Danny says, dumbstruck. "You just told me it was a code to identify time travellers, not anything about being adopted! What the hell, B?"
Bruce looks about as shellshocked as Danny feels.
"We must have been close," he says finally, after opening and closing his mouth like a fish out of water a few times.
"No! Not that close!" Danny reels back, taking a deep breath ready to refute it all, but... "Well, I mean, you found me when I first got stuck, and you helped me get better despite being... And then we fought together against the, uh, bad guy, before he, um, he... before you couldn't."
An uncomfortable beat passes while they all pick up on what Danny tried so hard not to say.
"So, you're not from the future, then, you travelled there and came back?" Tim asks, breaking the tension and leaning forward with a glint in his eye.
"Yeah, it was a whole end of the world thing, but don't worry about it," Danny says with a hand wave, "It's all kosher now, won't ever happen."
"What did happen?"
"Seriously, don't worry about it, we cool."
"How long in the future was it?"
"About ten years? You were pretty spry for an old man, B," Danny laughs, wishing they'd get off the topic of what happened and get back to the adoption bit.
Everyone shares degrees of a cautious smile as they relax out of the shock, and Dick—whose grin is the biggest—says, "No wonder you got the family code, you're already riffing on him like one of us. How long were you there for?"
"A week, before I managed to get back to my present and stop him then."
"A week? Jeez, B, that has to set some kind of record, seriously."
"Oh!" Danny says, sitting bolt upright and blinking in surprise before pointing at Dick and bouncing in his seat. "You're Nightwing!"
"What?"
"That's exactly what Nightwing said when Batman told me the code! Makes so much more sense now."
Dick laughs and claps his hands, delighted.
"You were not formally adopted?" The grumpy small one—Dami?—asks, his face pinched.
"I didn't even know I was informally adopted."
"And your parents? Are they alive or dead?"
"Damian, stop—"
"They were dead in the future, but they're alive now." Danny says, looking down. He fiddles with the tablecloth, twisting the fabric around his fingers as he fights down the pang of sadness that he always feels when he thinks of them now. He forces a bright smile on his face and hopes it doesn’t look too strained. "I just, uh, can't talk to them much, anymore."
"Damian," Dick warns, "1 colon 65 dash 9. Treat them as family, no questions asked."
"This is Damian treating him as family, the little turd has no manners." Tim scoffs, rolling his eyes, but he gently bumps shoulders with Danny to knock him out of his funk. Danny can't help but send him a watery smile.
"I have the most exemplary manners, Drake, unlike some people." Damian spits, crossing his arms with a pout. "I was merely ascertaining his status to see how he could possibly fit into the family."
"I know this is all a bit sudden, Danny," Bruce smiles, ignoring Damian and reaching out to lay a warm hand on his arm, "for all of us. But if I felt strongly enough to give you that code after spending a week with you in the future, then you are more than welcome in this family, if you so choose it. I think I can speak for all of us when I say we'd like to get to know you a bit more."
"I know a threat when I hear it, Bruce." Danny snorts. "But, yeah, I get it. I'm sorry this is all so weird, it really wasn't how I wanted to find you again, but... I'm glad I did."
"So are we, Danny." Dick says, with a warm smile. "And formally or not, 1 colon 65 dash 9 means you're family. Welcome to the fun house! No take backs or refunds, sorry. You're stuck with us."
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