Silly Goofy Yumy:D

Art and Head-canon dump! I guess?

[tangsakura]

I wish gojo fans accepted the final fight is okay and Sukuna can be a character outside of gojos rival

(I will use this to ramble........ sorry anon for being 1+ yr late yet again 😅)

Many JJK fans are not beating the allegations.

A lot of people are affected because of their parasocial relationship with their characters to different extents, and that includes me with Sukuna.

That said, many people wanted Satoru to win because of bias.......... he's many people's bias.

Also with how the fight was depicted, Satoru was using Limitless, DE (Unlimited Void) and techniques like RCT and Black Flash to their fullest extent. Meanwhile, Sukuna (MegKuna) uses Ten Shadows a lot with his DE (Malevolent Shrine) while using Shrine, Domain Amplification, and such to an extent. They kept seeing Sukuna as a fraud because he 'relied' so much on 10S especially and barely used Shrine.

But that's the thing they don't realize - Satoru had no choice but to rely on his CT, his battle IQ, his knowledge about 10S, his own jujutsu abilities, and his creativity because those are all what he has; meanwhile Sukuna had multiple choices in his arsenal aside from his battle IQ, adaptability, observation skills, and all.

This is a battle of the Strongest Today vs the Strongest in History. This isn't some sports fight like the NBA, FIFA, or Olympics - no foul, penalty or whatnot in this game.

You bring what you have and fight until one is defeated (in this case, death) or both die regardless of what techniques and abilities they are using, which they did and guess what? Sukuna won because he was alive, he understood the model that Mahoraga did to bypass Limitless, and made an efficient binding vow; that's how he killed Satoru, making him the winner.

And one of the main themes of JJK is that unfairness is the only fairness given to you and everyone, and it depends on what you would do about it to achieve what you want and live your life in this world [while suffering the consequences of doing so].

Megumi mentions unfairness in season 1 and Reggie said something similar in how Jujutsu sorcerers are liars and tricksters, which ties to again, unfairness. Time and time again, we see various characters be put in unfair situations, and they had to deal with it [and suffer the consequences, whether positive or negative, of their actions]

In fact, the fight between Sukuna and Satoru were unfair on both sides. To Satoru, he's facing someone with a super large amount of cursed energy, has multiple jujutsu things in his arsenal because he was inhabiting Megumi's body, and has Megumi hostage; not to mention Sukuna having some binding vow with Kenjaku and who knows at the time what his role was in the culling games. To Sukuna, he's facing someone with a broken CT called, Limitless, has a DE that gives brain damage because of infinite information being sent to your brain if you're too late with expanding your DE or anti-domain technique; and even though he has an idea of the concept of infinity, he has yet no concrete idea on how to bypass it to injure Satoru. They're both in unfair fight but they did that they could to win and achieve their win conditions...... and it resulted in Sukuna winning and Satoru dying in their battle.

I hope this clarifies things to the Gojo vs Sukuna battle, and everyone understands that there was nothing wrong in what transpired in the battle.

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As for Sukuna being his own character outside being Satoru's rival - he always has been his own character. His motivation all this time has been to free himself from his cage (Yuji), to live a second life in another Era [idk wtf Kenjaku said to him so that he accepts becoming cursed objects and incarnating in another era in a vessel - Kenjaku was probably like I have this fun idea and it'll be happening in another era. It's gonna be fun game between sorcerers, so what you say? Sukuna, the hedonist he was, was most likely like BET], and to probably experience what the new era has to offer and how different it is from Heian era (the man's a true hedonist), including fighting jujutsu sorcerers of the current era (the stronger, the better). We even get like hints of his backstory, and what his personality and attitude was like.

And people are like, "Gojo's rival", "Fraud", "Pure Evil", blah blah blah. As if you're not doing what Sukuna's oppressors, the Heian society, were doing - insulting him, boxing him in some labels, and pointing fingers at him. Sorry got a bit emotional there

You really had to read the subtext, implications, his actions and what not, in order to understand his character. Unfortunately, the official translations did mediocre in capturing the essence of the dialogues and what not of the manga, and there's too many misinformation going around.

[mawvax]

I've been a bit distracted by Sukugo - small doodle

I love their matching crazy

[ruoshik0]

Im a little obsessed with this fandub au… OWNarchive on tiktok of you want to check it out lmao

[ruoshik0]

[ruoshik0]

Danganronpa x Red Robin!

Young Tim Drake was both the CEO of his adoptive father’s company as well as the mysterious and notoriously anonymous detective by the name of Cardinal. He is a genius young man who was granted two titles by the United States of America’s Ultimate Talent Program (USAUTP)—though the program wasn’t aware that the detective and the businessman were one and the same. Not wanting to expose his little secret, the young businessman decided that the Ultimate Detective should study remotely, using privacy and anonymity as an excuse.

Though, you can’t really hide everything from the previous Ultimate Detective, Bruce Wayne—who was seemingly more proud of his adoptive son rather than concerned for his safety…

(No powers+they are all regular people)

[justice4tt2003]

I feel like Tim Drake would wear eyeliner.

[batmanhistorian]

The Problem Isn’t Robin. The Problem Is You Don’t Like Superhero Comics.

A Defense of Robin & the Sidekick Archetype in Comics.

Every so often, a particular critique bubbles up from the depths of comic fandom discourse: the outrage over Batman’s use of a child sidekick. “How could a responsible adult train a kid to fight crime?”

Let’s get one thing straight right out of the gate: this isn’t a critique of Batman. It’s a misunderstanding or outright rejection of superhero comics as a genre.

Because the idea of a child or teenage sidekick isn’t unique to Batman. It’s baked into the genre’s DNA. Robin wasn’t some edgy, irresponsible afterthought added to make Batman more palatable. He debuted just one year after Batman himself, and was created specifically to give young readers someone to identify with. And it worked;Robin’s arrival doubled Batman’s sales.

Sidekicks Are Genre, Not Anomaly

From Bucky Barnes to Speedy to Kid Flash to Aqualad, nearly every major superhero had a youthful counterpart. They serve multiple purposes: they humanize god-like heroes, ground fantastical adventures, give younger readers a place in the story, etc.

And guess what? Those sidekicks have all endured unspeakable trauma. Bucky died in the war. Speedy dealt with addiction. Wally spent decades in Barry Allen’s shadow. Donna Troy’s origin was rewritten into tragic nonsense more times than anyone can count.

But none of these characters attract the volume of moral panic that Robin does. Why? Because Batman is the most popular, most visible, and most psychologically dissected superhero on the planet. His mythology gets scrutinized through “real-world” logic. So when people see Batman training children to fight crime, they recoil. Not because it’s uniquely extreme, but because it’s more visible.

You Can’t Apply Real-World Morality to Myth

If you apply real-world morality and logic too strictly to superhero stories, none of them hold up. Why doesn’t Spider-Man call Child Services instead of swinging into the night? Why do the X-Men keep putting teens in danger while talking about protecting them?

These stories aren’t morality plays rooted in realism. They’re modern myths, told in the language of drama, archetypes, and symbols. Robin isn’t “child endangerment.” He’s the light in Batman’s darkness. He represents hope, youth, resilience; a symbol younger readers are supposed to look up to, to teach them to stand against injustices and do the right thing. That’s why so many Robins exist, and why they all resonate with different eras.

The Genre Knows What It's Doing

Comics are not oblivious to the implications. Entire storylines have interrogated the ethics of child sidekicks. A Death in the Family let fans decide Jason Todd’s fate. Batman and Robin repeatedly explored the tension of legacy and responsibility. Young Justice and Teen Titans were built on the premise of teens demanding their own agency rather than being side characters in someone else’s war.

The genre critiques itself, but it also embraces what works. And Robin works. He’s lasted longer, sold more, and evolved more richly than almost any sidekick in any medium. If you think Robin is just a tool of exploitation or lazy storytelling, you haven’t been paying attention to the last 80 years.

Admit You Want Something Else

Let’s be honest: most people who rail against Robin don’t actually read superhero comics. Or if they do, they only want a narrow slice of them; gritty realism, moral absolutism, hardboiled antiheroes. That’s fine. You’re allowed to prefer that. But don’t pretend that your personal taste is some kind of ethical stance when the comics themselves do not promote the idea of a teen sidekick.

Robin exists because comics are for more than one kind of reader. Because sidekicks matter. Because legacy matters. Because Batman can’t be a symbol of fear without someone reminding him what hope looks like.

[snakeredbirdbatkatana]

To hold Tim Drake to the same standard as Alfred pennyworth is such a blatantly stupid idea it's kind of laughable.

It always involves the victim blaming of Jason's death and the overall bullshit that was talked about Jason.

If you can't see the difference between a actual child and a grown ass fucking adult, one of which had a perspective and interactions with Jason.

Well Tim blamed Jason for his death yeah and he's being told by every adult in his life if he dies, it's his fault and is being told that Jason dying was Jason's fault.

I do not understand why Tim Drake is never given an ounce of leeway.

Also, as much as I do enjoy reading the enemy to caretaker tag about Jason and Tim. I've always acknowledged that you know it's purely like fun to read. I woudn't want it be canon or anything.

But the amount of pure fucking hate people have for Tim is just ridiculous.

Like y'all act like he was 25 years old pissing on Jason's coffin, and jerking off in his bed. 

Then you know, Jason came back and tried to kill him multiple times and somehow Tim is at fault for all of that.

Do you think Tim murdered, Jason? Do you think he robbed Jason's coffin? Do you think he slept with his mom?

Now I don't mind reading stories where Jason you know leaves the batfamily, and I don't mind if he like leaves Tim too because you know whatever. But if you are having Jason act like Tim is literally the joker we need some perspective.

You can have Jason hate all of them, but Tim doesn't need to be singled out in the same way of Bruce and Alfred. He can just be apathetic to Tim. He doesn't have to hate him. He can just be like whatever there's that random kid.

Something to remember is if you are over the age of 18 and hating and beefing with a child you are the problem.

Well, when Jason came back, he's only 19. I don't give a fuck how old he is honestly if you have 2 1/2 feet on someone and you can legally vote. It's kind of your job to not be the fucking worst.

I love Jason. I enjoy his character.

I'm gonna let you in on a secret. Tim did not actually have the ability to ruin Jason's life now sure but prior to him being you know Robin he didn't actually control the weather. 

Don't get me started on the Tim and Damian thing because I'm gonna let you in on a secret. Both Damian and Tim aren't at fault for those interactions. Maybe Tim could've been nicer but once again the children are not at fault for fucking adults not acting like adults.

Remember guys, we always wanna talk about how Tim is eternally 17 hint hint that's still a child. 



[katanahime]

Okay so since my Tim & Damian "Tim definitely thinks of Damian as his little brother" post has gone over so well and people have responded to my "don’t give me any shit for Tim still calling Damian “bratty”, the sequence of panels that’s from is probably the most Siblings they’ve ever been" comment with a lot of "yeah that's really mild / are you even siblings if you don't call each other names", let me just fully share these three panels for everyone that hasn't actively read Batman 148:

Because this is absolute Peak Brother Behavior

10/10, They Are Siblings, No Notes

[cologona]

So I’ve spoken about how Jason’s understanding of Tim’s relationship to Bruce in Titan’s Tower is a major case of projecting his own experiences, now I’d like to point out another interesting aspect of this conversation about the both of them:

They each have so much faith in Batman! Both of them screaming at each other well you can’t be that good, Bruce must’ve let you get away with it!

It’s really cute! And I think it’s fitting that in this moment where Jason is demonstrating faith he didn’t know he still had left in Bruce, he’s not wearing the Red Hood costume (the symbol of his turn to cynicism) he’s wearing Robin.

Tim’s faith in Bruce is also kind of… damning? Tim believes that if someone activated Bruce’s emotions enough, Bruce would totally let a criminal and murderer run free. He’s not wrong about that but… it’s interesting is all.

Of course they’re both wrong about each other.

Jason was capable of leading both Bruce and Dick along exactly where he wanted them. When it came to the identity reveal it was Jason who unmasked Bruce first, and Jason who took off his own helmet and provided his own DNA and fingerprints to prove he wasn’t a doppelgänger or clone. The last time Bruce underestimated him in Hush, he promptly got his head kicked over.

Bruce had no idea some random kid had found out his identity until the moment Tim was already standing in his living room. And, it wasn’t any obsession Tim had with Batman so much as a serendipitous event in Tim’s toddler years + the power of his Dick Grayson fanboyism that allowed him to figure it out.

Bruce didn’t make Tim Robin because of his detective skills either. Up until the poisoning of the Drake couple, Tim was relegated to the batcave. It isn’t until after that event, because Bruce only knows a suicidal type of grief, and only knows vigilantism as a reason to live, that he takes Tim on as Robin proper.

[ruoshik0]

If Tim just… never met Dick Grayson that day

Imagine a Tim Drake, who never visited Haley’s circus on his third birthday with his parents. A Tim Drake who didn’t witness the horrifying deaths of the Graysons as victims’ child screams over their dead bodies. Who didn’t take a picture with them just an hour or so before to commemorate the occasion. Only because his parents had missed the day due to an emergency board meeting that his parents needed to attend and couldn’t come in time.

Imagine a Tim Drake who didn’t cope with his infant trauma by obsessing over the Bat and later Robin. A Tim Drake who didn’t care all that much about the Dark Knight and bundle of anger and joy that Robin was. At least, not beyond the superficial interest.

Now imagine Tim Drake who was starved for the warmth of his parents because all they do is business and meetings and job and whatever else they do. Tim knows a bit of their schedules, if only because Jack and Janet feel so horrible leaving their beloved son alone and had decided to make their schedules available for him to look at. Janet at a press conference held somewhere in California for the new medical advancement they made, Jack at a Board meeting in the Drake Industries HQ… business, business, business.

So, five year old Tim decides it’s the best idea to go into business! Like his parents! So that he can be with his mama and papa and they’ll be always together! Tim knew that was a pipe dream even at that age. Most of the time, Jack and Janet barely even meet during their trips unless they specificly make the effort to come back to Gotham, to their child. It’s not that their relationship was bad per se, it was just that they both were too busy.

Now, imagine. Their horrified faces as Tim exclaims his wish to be a businessman when asked about his dream job. They knew the game in that space, they had been in it for a long time. The competitiveness, the veiled threaths and less than legal stuff. They knew that one day, no matter how much they try to protect their little Duck, he will inheret the family business and everything that comes with it. But both Jack and Janet promised themselves and each other that Tim wouldn’t step foot into that world until he reached at least teenagehood. And they will keep that promise, they tried. They tried to keep Tim away, sent to a boarding school where he could make fiend, forget about his dream for a little while. Promised to teach if he only stays on his best behaviour.

Jack and Janet had hoped he won’t. There was no punishment waiting for him when Tim misbehaves, there wasn’t. Only gentle relief that maybe, their son wouldn’t turn out like… them, the rest of their kind of people. Vultures.

Only thing was, the little Duckling had always been too bright for his own good. And they kept going back on their promises, it would only result in a broken, fractured bond.

Tim knows love. He does. He also knows obsession, perhaps more than love. As he grows older, more mature, more… like his parents, Tim understands that his focus had shifted somewhere along the way. His goal wasn’t as pure as it was when he was younger, his thought process had morphed and distorted. He does, really.

But when people say they want money, they mean power. Power, over everyone else. Tim hadn’t wanted warmth for a long time now. Obsession had morphed his desire for love into the unsatiable need for power and control. Maybe it started when Jack Drake died in a plane crash. Leaving his mother widowed and him, fatherless. Maybe it was because he had seen the uncontrollable rage and unconsolable grief on his mother’s face. Maybe it was Tim’s own sadness that distorted his wants into something grimer, darker.

But, in the end, Nothing stopped him from going down that path. Spiralled, someone would say. Untreated self-destructive behaviour, he heard his own voice. But that doesn’t matter when you have already planned what you need to do for the rest of your life, right? Janet Drake had died due to a manslaughter. Leaving her orphaned son and his uncle there to handle the fall out. The media drinks his salty tears as Tim cries perfomatively. And as soon as emancipation is approved, Tim clutches DI with an ironclad fist.

What Tim wanted was simple. The betterment of the people and peace. He started slowly, With Central city where the DI HQ is set up. Set up more charity for the homeless, the strays, and those suffering. Then exploited and blackmailed the rich—never as himself, no. Rather as a shadow, a faceless being who… just knew. He forced them to pay up their taxes, nothing as drastic as stealing and giving to the poor. But a subtle redistribution. A long-term plan.

Tim set himself up as the saint to the public while ordering hitmen and torture specialists to march their way to the less obedient dogs. It worked, for some time. His influence spreading and his reach expanding as at one point, the wjole of US became his playground. Tim had the power. He had power over the most powerful men over this country. And unlike them, Tim was planning ahead, going the long-term, never too shy to throw money away when it benefited him.

It wasn’t enough, this power. At 27, Tim decided that the whole of earth should be his playground.

Now, resting in his childhood home, the Drake manor, Gotham (as clean as it could get, as safe as it could be), Tim sits in his office sofa. True unadultared power over humans themselves resting in his palm, metaphorically. At 30, he had made a deal with the devil—no, a demon. Had used it’s resources, a single magic stone capable of mass destruction in the wrong hands. Tim had superficial control over almost every powerful men and women. Subtle, doing as they were told yet never truly not themselves. Nothing out of place for people to start questioning. Gotham had been a special work. Required more attention, even partnership with it’s heroes.

Cassandra Wayne, the current Batman, and he, Tim Drake, had made a deal. That the vigilantes would handle the rogues, the villains, the criminals. And Tim would deal with the 1%. Court of Owls had been a hectic group to deal with, no, it was still up and running. The talons are quite difficult to penetrate through.

The power Tim had obsessed over for most of his life had been achieved. The world was a better place, but that was never his intention. Tim knew very well that after his death, after this was all over, the world would back to being what it was. There would simply be no one who could manage all that.

Right now, at this moment. Sitting across the demon in his childhood home, in what used to be his father’s home office, Tim— age 40— would be paying his due. For the single stone that made it all so easy to gain what he wanted. Tim was ready for it all to end.

After all, there was only one reason why Ra’s al Ghul hadn’t touched it after finding this powerful tool. The price—for a man like him—was too great.

It used the life of the person. Shaved off years the more it was used. Tim calculated it; how long he would live. The way he used the stone, it was careful, subtle, and not at all excessive. Yet Tim’s life expectancy was around 40. 42 if he stretched it as much as he could. Tim had only used the stone’s power for a decade.

He was ready for death knock on his door. Which is why he had decided to finally let loose and cause mischief.

When Timothy Jackson Drake died at age 40, sitting in his office in his childhood home, no one really saw a Ra’s al Ghul dressed in a classic clown costume, complete with the wig and makeup, running in the shadows. But it happened. It happened and that’s all Tim—a dead man—would ever care about.

[luca-is-a-pengu]

Average sibling experience: Dragging your younger siblings to sports you like. I promise Damian was only pretending to hate it. He needed a chance to wear his Nekoma merch.

part 2/2 part1 is here

[papayafromtv]

Red Hood continuing to be a crime lord and borderline villain even after making up with the bats specifically to keep his ties with the Gotham rogues so that he can freeze out Tim from joining the criminal underworld every time he crashes out and decides to cause shit.

Tim, storming into Two-Face’s secret base after not sleeping for three days and being pissed off by Bruce one too many times: look alive Dent, i need to punish people and i’ve decided we should work together-

Harvey: no can do, Red. sorry.

Tim:

Tim: excuse me?

Harvey, shrugging: i’m an ally of the Red Hood. one of his rules is specifically ‘don’t give Red Robin the time of day’

Tim:

Tim: are you fucking serious right now?

Harvey, returning to his newspaper: dunno what to tell you kiddo, we’ve all been warned under penalty of beheading not to work with you.

Tim:

*across Gotham*

Jason, supervising a weapon shipment: and put those crates in that truck over there, yeah-

Tim, breaking in through the ceiling: HOOD. STOP TELLING VILLAINS NOT TO FUCKING WORK WITH ME, I’LL KILL YOU-

Jason, not looking away from his spreadsheet: and those ones in that locker, thanks- Red shut the fuck up im working here- that truck leaves in like ten minutes so we gotta be quick,

Tim: I HAVE A CROWBAR HOOD-

Jason, waving off his goons concern: it’s fine he just needs some valium-

Jason, reaching an arm out to catch the crowbar being swung at his head: -can you fucking chill? this is why i had to blacklist you from the criminal peanut gallery.

Tim: *incomprehensible screeches of rage*

Jason, pulling the crowbar out of his hands and tugging him against his chest: shhhh, shh baby bird, we’ll get you in a rage room for an hour or two and you’ll be back to normal by the morning- oh and those guns are to be sent off tomorrow not next week, we got moved up-

Goon: …are we supposed to ignore him?

Jason: yes.

Tim, limp in Jason’s arms: *muffled by his chest* B ate the fucking cinnamon roll i was saving.

Jason, humming: i know kiddo, i know.

[yj-polycule]

like sure, Tim may be being treated like absolute shit in the comics currently and forgotten or misused by every writer in the last how many years, but he's also the first one to canonically meet Hatsune Miku so who's actually winning here

[mordenandmerry]

You guys are all missing out on the future evil batman Tim Drake and Superboy clone turned Superman doomed toxic yaoi

[ficfinding]

i can't remember the details but it was a batman fic with tim drake as the main character. the main plot was that tim drake knew when he would die like he could see the countdown or something and i can't remember if it was completed...

main tags i can think of are probably batman/batfamily related with the characters in it

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[culturalrelief]

We need more of Tim going goblin mode. That's what his character needs.