Can you do a Gitae Kim vs kwak Jichang who will wins reader heart headcanon?
Who will win readers heart?
May contain some suggestive ideas
Gitae
Okay I can understand that he is hot and "oh please ruin my life," but I don't know much about him. He is very cold-blooded and won't hesitate to take another person's life for his own satisfaction.
He gives off the same vibes as Eugene💀.
Hear me out: You cannot tell me Gitae is bad in bed- is swear this man is aggressive and will use you- some people may be into that. I mean, I wouldn't mind being tossed around (by goo)
I have a sense that even though he may be boy trash(positive), he is very loyal and protective. Insane but in a positive way. He will kill for you, he will die for you, he will stay by your side no matter what.
Would come home after a long fight with flowers and a box of cigarettes talking about "Short-cake, I got ya my favorite beer (emphasis on HIS favorite) but you wouldn't mind it. He does seem like the type to rub your back afterwards.
Would drive you around in his little junk car he spent a fortune trying to fix while blasting music. He seems like a careless driver, but anything for the trill ya know! He would drive at night on the highway, blasting music as he slams his foot on the gas pedal. One hand will be on your thigh while the other on the steering wheel.
He is very carefree about things. It doesn't matter if you dress like a slut or go out in lingerie because this man can FIGHT. If any man looks your way, he will just throw some sort of weapon at him. There is no need for him to go over there and kick his ass when anything around him can be used as a weapon.
THIS MAN WILL SPOIL YOU! Doesn't matter if he doesn't have money, he will find and spoil you. Though, he wont put in much effort into spoiling you. He will just be like "take my card babe," while he goes to kiss Charles' ass.
This dude? WOULD RUN AWAY WITH YOU!! All you gotta do is say so and this man will sweep you off your feet and start walking out the door. He wouldn't mind living in a cabin, as long as you cook. Will hunt a bear with his bare hands.
Jichang
They say the guys with a J name will mess your life up, WRONG!!! (unless yall break up). this FINE MAN will treat you right. Yall already KNOW that this man is classy. Will treat you right. Very Loyal.
I lowkey feel like this dude has attachment issues. He can only focus on one thing (person) at a time. So you gotta make sure his eyes aren't on anyone else's.
Though, he would love spoiling you. He would put more thought into it, buying your favorite things. He would rent out a venue just because you said you wanted to dance, buying you an expensive dress that you saw on Pinterest, a display of food on the table as he stands there in his suit. "Princess, this is all for you."
He would make a house a home- you cannot tell me this man doesn't know how to cook. All you need to do is give him a recipe and watch him cook. He will pick you up by the waist and place you on the counter. "Give me a min hon," he says before placing a peck on the lips, then goes back to cooking.
WILL HOLD THE DOOR OPEN FOR YOU!!!! IDC IDC
Stares at you in awe all the time idc idc this man STARES at you.
He is the comforter, always comforting you. He will cuddle with you in his arms, play with your hair, feed you sweets, all while whispering cute little things in your ear. I fear this man loves romance a little too much.
WILL TRY TO GET INSPIRATION TO TREAT YOU RIGHT OFF TV SCENES. Hear me out. In a movie he will see some cringe kissing scene reenact it with you. Its more like, you both are on a date outside, walking by the beach, he would spin you around by grabbing onto your shoulder then kiss you. This cringe mf.
I got a lot of good things to say about this man idk hes just a lover.
I think it depends on the man you prefer. We are all delulu here. If you prefer a more insane and possessive (Gitae) or a more calm and classy man (Jichang).
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Jason who comes back to life but he's not quite right. The Lazarus pit - something went wrong. He's crazed as they all are when they reemerge, angry, and raging, but there's a difference, a change.
He bites down on the nearest person, some low-level assassin, and tears their throat out with his teeth. They fall to the ground, limp and choking for air they cannot receive. The others ready themselves. Their weapons are poised for attack.
But it doesn't happen.
Jason swallows flesh and blood and sinks to his knees, tearing and ripping at the dying below him. He hungers, he thirsts, and he consumes every bit of what is available. Blood, guts, flesh and heart.
Oh, does he savour that heart.
It becomes a threat to trainees. Fail, and you'll be offered up to the man that flanks Talia's side, that carries her young son, as protective as a bear. The man with teeth so sharp, and nails like claws.
Fail, and he will consume you whole, devour you while you still breathe, and feast on your screams.
It never quite goes away, but as time passes, it becomes controlled, a loud itch at the back of his mind, but nothing he can't adjust around. How many years on the street did he itch for things he couldn't have? Countless. Even homed and housed, he itched.
He knows how to repress the itch, to let it sit, angry and demanding at the back of his head. So strong, sometimes he fears only a drill to his skull will scratch it out.
He leaves the League behind. Becomes a fearsome creature. Hides his teeth behind a red mask, and his claws behind warm leather gloves. But as he slashes and shoots and decapitates, the itch burns. Blood flows, flesh sits limp. The still pumping organs, working and moving with the last words of a dying brain.
What a waste to leave it all behind, the itch whispers.
He agrees.
What a waste.
He doesn't eat in Gotham. His acts are a message, and there's no message if there's no body. But he ventures outside it, for bounties, for treats. Never too often. If he feeds the itch too much, it'll overpower him. But just enough. A birthday present to himself. A new years celebration.
Small tastes scattered sparsely through the year.
Damian emerges, young and feisty like his mother, and Jason remembers a toddler sucking on a pacifier as he organizes knives by size. How much the boy has changed since then. How little he has. Growth and personality.
The biggest change is the kill. Blood doesn't drip down his hands. Doesn't freckle his face with meaningless splatter. Swords have been discarded. He doesn't touch Jason's guns as they're disassembled to be cleans. He knows how. He's used them.
Jason remembers holding tiny hands around a pistol, a small frame against his chest, steadied, before the deadly shot. He remembers the sound. How Damian didn't flinch. Remembers the blood. The curious eyes staring down at a gasping body.
He remembers eating. Digging in, more civilized than eating a person should be, and remembers wide young eyes watching. Watching. Then tucking a tissue to the blood soaking his chin and wiping it away.
Unbothered and uncaring to the person below. But mimicking kindness he was taught to the beast in front of him.
No wonder Goliath followed him home.
Damian has always had more love for monsters than humans.
Love that shows in the late night of Jason's birthday. When he emerges through the window into the tiny apartment he's hidden himself in this month, and finds a helpless woman sitting, naked and gagged, in the middle of the floor. She is kept near motionless with strong rope. There's a note taped to her face.
Happy birthday. Enjoy your gift.
The delicate handwriting needs no signature.
There's a folder beside her. Jason ignores her gagged cries to pick it up. There are many papers inside it - police reports of domestic violence, a CPS report that ends with a reluctant acceptance of no actionable strategies, x-rays of small broken bones and pictures of bruises on young faces. There are tiny notations written in delicate handwriting - all fact, no opinions.
Jason reads and seethes. Some people forget that mothers can be terrible to their children too. Jason doesn't.
He can't.
So he eats.
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It's super interesting how the 4 antagonists (villains?) sorta work.
Dune is Karma 1 who hurts the goobers physically
Guy-who-hates-Space-because-they-were-with-Dune who tries to tear them apart mentally-ish
And rosemaries who is the most ancient-like from everyone. Vey seem to be more interested in just ascending or speaking the word of the void than actually hurt the team.
At least, that's what I see, so I might be dumb and not realizing some stuff
yeah dunes thing is shes like "i will go against my purpose. i will indulge in the natural urges and i will object to every single thing i was ever told to do or be. in the master of myself and i will do as i please forever"
dy is like "adamant dune murdered someone very important to me and ive been monitoring her for a long time now so i cant trust hollow space because i know what theyve done. these people that theyre with seem like genuinely good people so i need to separate them. they deserve to be safe and not travel in the wake of a serial killer"
rosaries is like "in mutilating ourselves and abandoning our purpose we have betrayed the void sea and the only way to make up for it is to dedicate ourselves to enlightenment and follow the old path to ascension. as we are now we dont deserve to exist in this world. the void doesnt forget. we must follow a path to ascension it is the only way to be forgiven. be DISGUSTED with yourselves :)"
the last guy is uh. im not saying anything yet teehee
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I really hope we get to see Alastor’s death at some point in the show. It has to be a very interesting scene, because there’s so much that’s fascinating about the way he died and his character. Because Alastor’s whole Thing is control, and power. He needs to feel in control of the situation at all times, and once he loses that control, it leads to some…interesting consequences, like the famous mental breakdown of episode 8. And my childhood serial killer obsession is about to start showing a little bit, because I love how his death ties into him being a serial killer. If you didn’t already know, control is a big reason, if not the main reason, that serial killers, y’know, kill. They get a thrill off of being able to enact their will and power onto someone else, and take control of someone else. It’s a pretty solid assumption that Alastor’s need to feel in control and his hunger for power were part of what pushed him to start killing. And for him to die by sheer chance? Dumb bad luck? It must’ve been earth shattering for him. Especially with the circumstances surrounding his death. As far as I know, it’s canon that when he died, he was in the process of disposing of a body. Can you imagine, he’s just committed another successful murder, he’s continued to evade the police, and he’s about to dispose of the body of his most recent victim, still riding the high from the kill? He must’ve felt like a god, untouchable. And then, suddenly, a careless hunter spots him, and Alastor is as good as dead by the time he hears the gun go off. And just like that, in the mere moment it took to pull the trigger, Alastor’s control and power is stripped away from him. By pure chance, and nothing else. He must’ve felt furious, or humiliated, when he got to hell. Especially when he realizes that his final form for all of eternity is a deer, the very thing he was mistaken for, that got him killed. And a perfect example of helpless prey. The whiplash he must’ve gone through had to have been crazy, and it makes me really want to see his death. Sorry but I wanna see the deer boy suffer
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