#leo dbh

I like to imagine that Markus getting beat up by the protesters in the beginning of the game taught his algorithm something he couldn’t understand before,,,violence

And because of that he’s able to push Leo and use the same type of violence the protesters taught him 🫢

And while I was working on that prize, I relaxed by doing even more anim and did this silly lil thing to practice lip synch (sound on). Music credits go Mindless Self Indulgence for their awesome song Get It Up.

I hope you know that by saying Leo's backstory isn't even that sad, is so fucking invalidating. You're not only invalidating his trauma, but also billions of other people within the ACTUAL WORLD, who grew up without a father. Growing up without a father can be so hard, not only does it have an effect on your childhood and you, but also your mental state. So many things can change within you just by not having a father figure. We don't know what else happened within Leo's life, but I like to think that he got hooked on red ice AFTER meeting his dad.

I truly believe that some of you misunderstand him way too much. What he did to Markus was NOT justifiable. But I do think that it's explainable. (Before you guys think I'm shitting on Markus, I'm not, I love him so so so much he's my absolute fav character!!)

So yeah please give Leo a chance. In each ending we get, something clearly changes within Leo. Especially after you push him. I've noticed a lot of people missing his message and thinking Leo is dead LMAO???? No he isn't dead. He apologizes for his actions, says he's gonna stop with drugs because it turns him into somebody he hates, and says he's proud to be Carl's son. The fact that he's trying to get over his addiction because he knows he went too far is amazing.

@detective-with-one-arm​ asked:

Feeding and befriending the local crow population was a regular pastime for Richard. The creatures were such...intelligent and emotionally complex creatures. They were not much different than humans, yet they were completely different. It was an honour and a privilege to be let into their lives.

The man had many keepsakes from them. Gifts they often brought him when he arrived at the park to feed them. He always took a stop at the local grocer with a small bundle of raw meat to rip into strips for the scavengers.

Now, crows were something Richard was used to. Ravens were not common and mostly lived out in more remote places closer to the woods. Ravens were much larger and far shyer than crows were.

But Ravens...were not this large.

Which must have been why the crows seemed adamant on leading Richard here, tugging him by his hood until he walked with them.

Because before him cowered a creature covered in shining iridescent feathers like his crow companions, but...it wasn't a crow. It was...human. Almost.

No. He knew what this was. This was a harpy. And certainly not something Richard had ever seen himself, though he had heard rumours about them.

And the poor thing looked frightened. It was no wonder the crows led him here.

Richard still had some meat left over to give to the harpy. Perhaps his method of winning the crows over would win this harpy's trust. Gently leaning down, the man ripped a large chunk out of the meat and held it out for the harpy to take. "It's okay...you can trust me. I won't hurt you." Deep in his throat, he made little quiet churr noises similar to the ones crows made. Quieter than a full-on caw, but not quiet enough to be inaudible.

Leo had just escaped and was still scared. He had flown a long way looking for somewhere that humans wouldn’t catch him. After landing a couple times, he’d been surrounded by humans trying to lure and catch him. Finally he found an alleyway that was clear and flew into it. No humans seemed to follow him, but other birds, smaller than him, but similar to him, had followed behind.

They flew down to the ground with him, pecking at his feathers and inspecting him. They could tell he was different, but they didn’t seem to be hostile. Just curious. Leo didn’t know what to do, so he just let them land on him and give gentle, exploratory pecks to his feathers and skin. After a while several of them left, flying off into the air. Leo payed them little mind, too busy worrying that he’d be caught by a human.

He hid behind a dumpster, shaking and peeking out every now and then at the street past the mouth of the alleyway. Cars would pass by and he’d quickly duck back down and hide again. He was still scared. Leo didn’t know what to do next. He didn’t know where to go or how to survive.

More crow noises returned and Leo looked up to the sky, expecting the birds from before to return. But he didn’t see them. He could still hear them though. And footsteps. He heard human footsteps.

Dark eyes were blown wide in fear as Leo peeked his head out from behind the dumpster again and saw the crows pulling a human by their hoodie towards him. Scuffling noises filled the air as Leo scrambled backwards clumsily until he hit the wall behind him.

As the human came closer, he let out a warning screech and lifted one of his feet to bare his talons threateningly. However, the human continued forward cautiously, holding what appeared to be a chunk of meat out for Leo. They were trying to lure him and trap him! Leo was sure of it.

Flapping his wings frantically, Leo didn’t take off, but instead gave a warning display for the human not to come closer. They spoke softly and even mimicked noises he could make, but Leo didn’t trust them. He didn’t want to be in a cage again. He was terrified of going back.