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Some Digi-Fan At Me: ArE YOU WATCHING DIGIMON CON???!
M E: While I am watching "Digimon Con", I am keeping my expectations LOW. I am personally happy just to be watching anything relevant to Digimon or Adventure/02 as a series. While I do have hopes for "reveals", I know by now, especially after last year, to keep those hopes IN CHECK and not immediately expect the biggest, best possibility and combinations of "concepts" that we could ever hope to "receive". We may not even "receive" a whole 'new' series, spin-off or movie! We already have a movie ("Zero Two" related/sequel Movie "The Beginning"!) recently!! Nothing is guaranteed!! Even in regards to the games potential, absolutely nothing* can be assumed there (*We'll ignore that the heads of the games have already mentioned, at the very least, possible ports??? and the like of previous older games if there was enough interest, which I am definitely not hyped about re: the potential for those games I never got to play.) I am perfectly fine with this and am not changing my opinion any time soon, so PLEASE do not ask me anything like this unless you want my HONEST opinion about what I'm interested in--!!
MY MIND: (IF I SEE ANYTHING FOR MY FAVS OR POTENTIAL 'NEW' FAVS I'M GONNA FLIP IN THE GOOD WAY!!!!)
#digimon con#digimon con 2023#advs commentary#dgmn commentary#dgmn games#izzyizumi posts#izzyizumi chat posts#izzyizumi blog#(PS This IS Gonna Be My rEACTION For Most Of Tonight)#(UNTIL WE ACTUALLY GET SOMETHING SIGNIFICANT Announced)#(Look Ppl I LOVE being HYPED as much as the NEXT DIGIFAN)#(BUT)#(I think by now)#(YEAH)#(Its fine to still be excited I'm not gonna lie I am!)#(But I can't put myself through those same motions year after year endlessly)#(Of setting my expectations WAY HIGH and then watching the fandom crash when its inevitably NOT That)#(I try to encourage others there to still have fun with the series as it is BUT)#(Yeah Basically What I'm Saying Here)#(In the end I think its important to remember AS A Genre series)#(DigiAdvs and D.G.M.N as a whole is primarily SHOUNEN)#(Idek I'm Just Spilling My Thoughts Into My Void But Yeah)#(I can't add my blogrules to this post but this is a PERSONAL post anyhow)#(So please understand that if you choose to interact on it Thankyou!!!)#(Idek but I'm just flashing back to Kizuna 1st trailer reveal)#(and how I INSTANTLY caught details that were from the end of the film but when I tried to bring up 'hey isn't this this THING from ADV???')#(I Got Overlooked So . You Know)#(And then the ending HAD THAT 'Thing' So Yep)#(I love analyzing too but if we DID get a trailer for something idek it'd just be nice if people could take me seriously when I say)#('Wow hey thats {EXACT CONCEPT BC I RECOGNIZE IT AND AM NOT PULLING IT FROM NOWHERE} from Adv!!1!')
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* D O . N O T . r e b l o g
“So you see guys, Toei TOTALLY didn’t care about tri. whatsoever, they definitely never continue to promote it or Tri relevant designs in general aND---”
[NOTE: Please do NOT rb. This is more venting than anything]
(Mainly because I’ve actually HAD someone lets be real its multiple someones try to claim that to me to my face in the past, and let’s just say to this day I Am Still Very Not Amused Nor Convinced)
{credit for pic on link not mine, link is from J.P.N Twitter.}
[Yes it is official art from the Digi-Museum event currently ongoing in J.P.N.]
{DO NOT re-post Gif’s}
#koushirouizumi text#koushirouizumi vents#koushirouizumi tri#tri commentary#advs commentary#official tri#(Since that img is from J.P.N Twit I'm only linking it)#(Anyway can people pls stop trying to convince me Toei and Bandai ~totally hate it~ Plskthx)#(That's my final warning because quite frankly I am Fed Up)
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Quid Pro Quo.
Yan Chrollo x F Reader.
Warnings: Yandere themes, unhealthy relationships, mentions of not SFW although nothing explicit happens.
Word count: 3k.
“Feeling a little bit restless, are we?”
Chrollo is what you like to call the king of unwanted commentary.
If he were to ever retire from his murderous/thieving ways, you think he could make a career in narrating documentaries. No script necessary. Just set him in a recording booth, turn the microphone on, and let him have at it since he apparently never runs out of things to say.
Frowning, you cross your arms over your chest. “Oh, whatever gave it away?”
“You have your tells,” Chrollo purposefully does not match your sarcasm. It might be the only moral highroad he’s ever taken. “If I had to narrow it down to any one factor, though, it’d be how you glance at the clock every few minutes.”
What an astute observation! Scrub away the names of Freud and Jung in the psychology textbooks, their contributions clearly pale in comparison to Chrollo’s own expertise in understanding the human psyche. What might his theories be named? Something involving the Bible, surely. Or maybe the widely rejected Apocrypha since heresy is more his style. Regardless, you can confidently surmise the names would be superficial and pretentious. Perfectly befitting their progenitor.
“Considering we drove for what, five hours to some off-grid airport? Then flew an additional five, only to now be stuck on this train for… hm…”
“Eight hours,” he offers in kind. Too kind. You would gag, if not for your determination to get your irritation across. Priorities, priorities.
“Eight hours! Even if I had my phone, that’d be enough to make me go mad.”
“In ‘ye olden days’ as you like to refer to them, you never would’ve made it on the Oregon Trail if you thought eighteen hours of traveling to be worth complaining over.”
“Obviously. If I had to sit on the back of a wagon with my eight dirty children whom I secretly despise, I’d be drinking the water to get dysentery. Or flinging myself underneath the wheels. Either or.”
“See? This is much better then,” Chrollo gives you one of those little smiles that reminds you of a debate kid who thinks he has his opponent in the bag. “There are no eight malnourished children in sight. Just you, me, and a world of infinite possibilities.”
“For you, maybe. ‘Infinite’ might be a stretch for me.”
“My apologies. Near infinite.”
“More like one: following you around as if I were a leashed dog.”
“I had never considered a leash,” Chrollo hums, giving you a once over, presumably for show. He already has your sizes memorized better than you ever did. Neck included, you assume. “I’ll consider your suggestion.”
Unable to mask your distaste, you reply without thinking, “It wasn’t a suggestion.”
“Oh? A request, then?”
You roll your eyes and decide not to dignify that with a response.
Back to staring out the window for entertainment it is then. Looking past your despondent reflection, you’re welcomed to a sea of nothingness; swaths of deep hues blurring together in an unidentifiable mass. It’s too dark for you to enjoy the grand scenery outside and too cloudy for the stars to twinkle overhead. You’ve already conducted a thorough examination of the luxurious train compartment, which for all its ostentatious décor, feels oddly cramped. As if Chrollo intentionally picked something that’d force you into close quarters. You wouldn’t put it past him.
He sits a few feet across from you, legs crossed, the gaudy bandage that normally covers his forehead nowhere in sight. He looks as content as ever with his loungewear on. Yours is still strewn across the bed, untouched due to the scorn it earned. So he gets slacks and a loose t-shirt while you’re forced to model a lingerie line? It’s for this reason you’re stubbornly sitting here in your jeans at two in the morning. In retrospect, skinny jeans were not the optimal option for this boycott, if only you had known to expect such shameless reprobate-like behavior in advance. You were just getting used to the time zone when he informed business had to take him elsewhere.
And wherever he went, you went too. Kicking, screaming, crying, or anything in between; you’d be hauled off regardless.
“You don’t have to force yourself to stay awake, you know,” Chrollo once again voices his unasked-for opinion. “Why not allow yourself to relax? For starters, try changing into something more comfortable.”
He motions to the aforementioned nightgown that has no reason to be so sheer. Seriously, it’s an insult to fabric everywhere. You swear that a little breeze would be enough to rip the fragile material in two.
“And have you ogle at me the rest of the night? I’d prefer the diseased children.”
“I wouldn’t call it ‘ogling’, I’d call it ‘appreciating’.”
“Alright, Mr. Company HR representative.”
You make the mistake of checking out the clock again. Only five minutes have passed? This is psychological torture. While you’d normally read to pass the time, the possibility of motion sickness is enough to put you off from the idea. There’s one thing in this world that’s worse than being with Chrollo — and that is being with Chrollo while sick. Just thinking about it is enough to make you bristle. His usual infantilizing behavior gets a boost that’d have the most mentally stable person banging their head against a wall. Not fun, an easy pass. He won’t stop giving you romance novels when you ask to read, anyway. If he thinks that’d put you in the mood to reciprocate his grimy feelings, he can think again. He’s no Mr. Darcy or Mr. Rochester. You’d pin him for more of a discount Heathcliff on a good day.
There has got to be something for you to do. A little excitement, a little zest… could anyone blame you for seeking this out in your monotonous days?
That’s when a potentially damning yet undeniably exciting idea comes to mind.
“Hm… I know that look. You’re preparing to ask me for something, aren’t you?”
“Maybe, maybe not. That all depends. Are you feeling particularly indulgent tonight?”
“I always feel indulgent toward you, you just never ask for the right things,” he leans forward slightly, belying his intrigue. He’s so full of it. Apathetic as he may act, you’re convinced he’d listen to you sing an opera-length aria about tinfoil if past experience is anything to go by. Chrollo can’t get enough of you. The feeling is decidedly not mutual.
“Feel free to make your pitch whenever, [First]. I’m waiting.”
“Right. That book of yours… Pundit’s Secret?”
“Bandit’s Secret,” he corrects.
“Tomato toh-mato. If memory serves, you once told me an anecdote about this ability that made lying impossible. But the person you use it on has to meet certain conditions… or something. Doesn’t that sound like a fun way to pass the time? You ask me some questions and I return the favor?”
His gray eyes glimmer with amusement. “I don’t know, darling. I’d be taking far more of a risk than you. There’s little you could reveal about yourself that I’m not already aware of.”
“I guess so…” you trail off, trying not to linger on the unsettling sentiment. How can anyone just come out and say that as if it’s the most casual thing ever? “Fine. How about you get to ask me a whopping three questions and I get to ask you one? Only one. It won’t be anything stupid, like how I could kill you or run away. You can set that up in the conditions, right?”
He gives you a long and hard look. “I suppose I could. So I’d get to ask you anything at all, whereas your options are willingly limited?”
You shrug. “What can I say? I have to get my kicks somehow. Even a mere glimpse into the mind of the infamous Chrollo Lucilfer should be worth sacrificing some dignity over. I think.”
“We’ll see,” there’s that enigmatic smile again that makes your stomach twist into knots. He holds out his right hand — and voila — a primarily red book with a white handprint on the cover manifests. The numerous pages flip in rapid succession before landing on whatever poor soul he stole this ability from. Apparently, this ability’s progenitor was a private investigator who made the mistake of looking into the Troupe. You wonder how his business has plummeted since the ability that gave him success got snatched.
The air around Chrollo shifts. You feel an odd throbbing in your brain for a few seconds, that disappears as fast as it arrived. With that, Chrollo lowers his hand with the book into a more comfortable position, eyeing you curiously.
“I may ask you any three questions which I please, whereas you can ask me one, so long as it may not aid you in escape or hinder me in any serious way. Do you agree with these conditions?” He playfully tilts his head to the side. “Last chance to back out, dear. I won’t hold it against you.”
“Don’t be ridiculous. Of course I accept.”
“Wonderful. So do I. Now, what to start off with…”
You swallow the saliva starting to build up at the back of your throat. The odd feeling permeating your body is akin to what you experience before going on a rollercoaster — a cocktail of regret, anxiety, and the thrill of what is to come. Fight or flight that can’t make up its mind between the two extremes. In a false display of bravado, you refuse to break eye contact with him, tempting as it is to shrink away.
Oh lord, he’s looking at you like he’s ravenous.
“Have you ever wanted me to fuck you?”
“Yes,” your tongue answers for you without hesitation, causing heat to rush to your cheeks. You try to slap your hands over your mouth, but it’s too little too late, you’re not done humiliating yourself just yet. “I once masturbated to the thought of you while in the shower at a hotel we were staying at.”
He raises an eyebrow while looking extremely satisfied with himself. You want to die. You want the cold, bony hands of death to embrace you in an eternal slumber. What was that last addition?! The ‘yes’ was bad enough, but your mouth really went for the last nail on the coffin there. Scratch that. It killed you, dismembered your body, flung you into a six feet deep hole, and built a parking lot over your remains.
“Ah, I forgot to mention,” he slaps his forehead, as if the fact made him genuinely remorseful, “This ability does more than get you to tell the truth. It also makes you say the first few things that come to mind upon hearing the question. For that reason, it’s fittingly titled No Filter.”
Despair manifests itself in unique ways. In this specific instance, it has you glaring with all your might at Chrollo, who looks as if he just won the lottery. You bite down into your lower lip almost hard enough to draw blood. How did he manage to ruin what was meant for some lighthearted, schoolyard-esque fun? In the future, should fate ever tempt you to tango with Chrollo again, you’ll refer to this incident.
Well, on the bright side, you figure it can’t get any worse than that.
... Right?
“Tempting as it may be to have you elaborate on that further, I’ll be gracious and move on to a cleaner subject.”
“Have my attempts at getting closer to you been successful?”
If a change in atmosphere is what he wants, he might get more than he bargained for.
“Partially. I no longer fear for my life, but I don’t have a life either. You took every sense of normalcy away from me. If I ever seem more open to your advances, it’s because pretending I have a say in the matter. It’s all I have left to cling to.”
Chrollo’s countenance takes on a more contemplative edge upon hearing this. You feel like heated metal submerged into a cold pail of water; the conversation took a 180-degree turn. However capable of emotion he may be, you hope he feels the same. For him, a question such as this must be a double-edged sword. Any other time, had you answered like this, he could retain some comfort knowing you might be acting dishonestly from spite. Not here. Not when he knows you’re an open book. There are no mental hoops he can jump through to convince himself otherwise.
“... I see,” he speaks up after some time. The weight of his gaze is tangible. “This is what I find so fascinating about you. You act so bubbly, always ready to make light of things, yet there’s far more to you than that. I might be one of the few people that could ever recognize this quality of yours, [First].”
You recognize what he’s doing — he wants you to give more without having to use up his final question. It’s an obvious ploy that you have no intention of falling for. If he’s going to be difficult, you’ll be difficult too.
“Not taking the bait, huh,” Chrollo chuckles. You do not. “That’s my girl. Very well. Final question. Could you ever come to love me back?”
“Not in the way you want.”
He nods his head, not so much from acceptance; mostly him just acknowledging your words. “Interesting. I thought that’d be what made you talk the most. I see I was wrong.”
The three questions are up, meaning you’re no longer compelled to answer. You could very easily leave it at that and carry on. If only you weren’t the type to hold a grudge. Kicking someone when they’re down has never been your style, but well, there are exceptions to every rule. Chrollo might be eager to move on; you can’t say you feel the same. Some wounds shouldn’t receive pressure. Some wounds should be left to bleed.
“Something tells me you already knew my answer to that last one,” you theorize. You then continue on without missing a beat. “To think even a realist such as yourself could get swept up in fantasy… I guess we all have our own shortcomings. Some more than others.”
“Some more than others indeed.”
His smile doesn’t reach his eyes and you content yourself immensely with the fact.
“My turn!” You exclaim in a singsong, clasping your hands together. “Oh Mr. Lucilfer, feared leader of the Phantom Troupe… there’s something I’ve been absolutely dying to know. You’re a confident man. A person who can, essentially, accomplish anything he sets out to do. So tell me. Why couldn’t you have just taken your chances and loved me normally?”
Considering all the angles you could’ve taken, this is the knowledge you long to attain the most.
You frequently have lots of time to spend alone with your thoughts. More time than you would’ve had you been living a regular life, anyway. In that time, you began to mold an idea of the enigma Chrollo Lucilfer in your head, using what few scraps he offered as your clay. You could never come close to anything satisfactory. Every attempt always turned out so hollow. This left you with an overarching dilemma:
Was Chrollo impossible to understand, or was there nothing for you to understand in the first place?
With the fragment of knowledge that should come from this, you hope to take on your chisel and hammer again.
Subconsciously, you lean closer to him when his lips part.
“I’d love to say I don’t understand what you mean by that, but I guess I can’t,” whether the forlorn timbre of his voice is genuine or not, you can’t say for certain. Your bets are on the latter. “Because, darling, you’re too good for me. Not due to any superior strength, intellect, or virtue on your part. I’ve never been able to identify exactly what it is. My best guess… is your vibrancy. You have something that I severely lack.”
So that’s it, then? An underlying fear of rejection? There’s nothing grander, no bigger picture that you weren’t able to see? He doesn’t appear ashamed in the slightest, either. He could at least give you that much to pride yourself on. For him to have dragged you through limbo over such an inane reason, that any other person might be plagued with yet could overcome all the same...
Your lips curl into a near-malicious smile. “You’re more pathetic than I thought, Chrollo.”
Perhaps the husk you imagined in his likeness was always accurate.
“And you’re far more ruthless,” he closes his book with a lopsided grin. The sound of it slamming shut resonates throughout the compartment. “Although, I’m afraid I already knew that.”
That makes two of you. Getting called ruthless by a murderer feels overkill, though. You think about voicing this and decide against it. Chrollo doesn’t deserve to hear your puns of subpar quality. What he does deserve, however, is to have you stomp over what measly heart occupies his chest. With spiked shoes. Poisoned spiked shoes.
“Does it hurt to get a taste of your own psychoanalysis bullshit?”
“I wouldn’t say that,” Chrollo returns to his previous relaxed position, an arm resting over the back of his seat. You mirror his body language and relax as well. “If anything, I’m more motivated than ever to sink my teeth into you.”
“Then I’ll just have to make it so you’ll spit me out, won’t I?”
He closes his eyes, leans his head back, and hums. The pleasant sound grates your ears. A melody from hell.
“You can certainly try.”
Now that he’s no longer under the influence of the ability, you wonder how much of what he said is true — and how much is a lie. For if you managed to hurt him, even in the slightest, even if he returns it tenfold...
... Then everything on this train ride was worth the price of admission.
#chrollo x reader#chrollo lucilfer x reader#yandere chrollo x reader#hxh x reader#hunter x hunter x reader#yandere hxh x reader#yandere#yandere x reader#my stuff
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Are there particular let’s plays of the Zero Escape games (or other games) that you recommend?
im probably not a great person to ask about this cuz I'm not big on letsplays for games im invested in and when i am watching them im always going for no commentary
BUT if you can find any lets play of 999 that sticks to the Novel Mode (basically the text is overlayed on top of the characters rather than being relegated to a text box at the bottom) I would highly recommend watching that version since it has a lot of prose that gets lost with the ADV mode
#if im watching a lets play its either cuz im more interested in the person playing it than the game itself#OR if im in a situation where i cant play the game myself for whatever reason#for the other two ZE games any playthrough would work really i just tend to find people talking over games to be grating if im trying to#focus on the game#lizard inbox
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🎶Get wild and tough! Get chance and luck!🎶
My City Hunter collection. City Hunter, created by Tsukasa Hojo, is my favorite anime of all time! I got introduced to this series by my mom. She's always been a huge fan of Jackie Chan and because he made a loose City Hunter adaptation in the early '90s she discovered the City Hunter anime and manga through it!
Originally, the City Hunter anime was licensed by ADV Films (A.D. Vision Holdings) but they went under back in 2009 and the City Hunter license was neglected until it was aquired by Discotek Media. I always wanted to physically own all of the City Hunter series but unfortunately I couldn't afford it back then. After it was rescued by Discotek I pounced on it as fast as I could.
The original manga was released here in English by Raijin Graphic Novels, but they only released 5 of the volumes out of a 35 volume series. There was also a weird bit of editorial commentary in between panels that they did. I only own 2 of these volumes.
I also have the first part of Cat's Eye, another series created by Tsukasa Hojo and set in the same universe as City Hunter, but I still need to get the final second half.
To this day, City Hunter has my all-time favorite soundtrack in anime, rivaled only by the stellar Bubblegum Crisis soundtrack!
#city hunter#blu ray#collection#dvd collection#anime#manga#anime and manga#jackie chan#tsukasa hōjō#cat's eye#discotek media#crime fiction#action#gun fight#stylish#style#private eyes#shinjuku
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18 + ; 🕊
literate to adv. literate writer looking for fandomless threads, ocxoc and open to all gendered pairings.
friendly towards dead dove and nsfw themes, throuples, trans, non binary and poc muses.
i'm mostly looking for mxm and mxnb at the moment, but i'm more than happy to double and add in another type of pairing!
my writing style is multi-para and my ideal reply lenght is about ~30 discord lines per response, though it depends on context and quality matters more than quantity.
my favourite genres are modern settings, urban fantasy/low sci-fi, character-driven, (usually darker) slice of life and dystopia.
here's some of the tropes i'm interested in, in no particular order!
• obsession
• codependency
• trauma
• mental illness
• dysfunctionality
• stalking
• psychological horror
• manipulation
• crime
• (mild) bdsm dynamics
• wholesome stuff
• addiction
• social commentary
• paranormal
• revenge
• blackmail
• whump
• recovery
• hurt/comfort
• redemption
• pillow talk
i'm open to playing (and playing against) both premade and new ocs, eager to share my plot bunnies.
plot-nsfw ratio would be 90:10 or 80:20, with me mostly playing switches but being open to any role.
we can discuss limits in private ♡
like and i'll reach out.
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18 + ; 🕊
literate to adv. literate writer looking for fandomless threads, ocxoc and open to all gendered pairings.
friendly towards dead dove and nsfw themes, throuples, trans, non binary and poc muses.
i'm mostly looking for mxm and mxnb at the moment, but i'm more than happy to double and add in another pairing!
my writing style is multi-para and my ideal reply lenght is about ~30 discord lines per response, though it depends on context and quality matters more than quantity.
my favourite genres are modern settings, urban fantasy/low sci-fi, character-driven, (usually darker) slice of life and dystopia.
here's some of the tropes i'm interested in, in no particular order!
• obsession
• codependency
• trauma
• mental illness
• dysfunctionality
• stalking
• psychological horror
• manipulation
• crime
• (mild) bdsm dynamics
• wholesome stuff
• addiction
• social commentary
• paranormal
• revenge
• blackmail
• whump
• recovery
• hurt/comfort
• redemption
• pillow talk
i'm open to playing (and playing against) both premade and new ocs, eager to share my plot bunnies.
plot-nsfw ratio would be 90:10 or 80:20, with me mostly playing switches but being open to any role.
we can discuss limits in private ♡
like and i'll reach out.
like if interested!
#oc x oc#m x m#1x1 rp#fandomless rp#dead dove#dead dove do not eat#obsession tw#codependency tw#stalking tw#manipulation tw#literate rp#spicy#discord rp#rp#roleplay
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(Belated) Lexember Day 07
/hoːl sa ɛˈbraːθ taɛ ðuːr haː wɪl nɛ aːt ə lʊ wəmˈʃiːl bwaɛl ˈhaːlɪχ haːl tʊɛstɪχ leː çalˈbeːn̥ɛ/
Hôl sa ebrâth tae ddŵr hâ wil ne ât ŷ lw wŷmsîl bwael hâlich hâl twestich lê chalbênhe.
“It is a truth universally acknowledged, that a single man in possession of a good fortune, must be in want of a wife.”
Language: Elven or Elvish
Natively Known as: En H’iowith Ebrâth or The True Tongue
Spoken Commonly by (but not limited to): Elves of Faerûn
Setting: *Forgotten Realms
[*Homebrewed for Character Backstory but built upon words in the Forgotten Realms wiki.]
Context/Commentary: For the process of this translation, the decision was made to not so much localise for an elven audience, but accurately reflect the world and times of Jane Austen. As a result of this heteronormativity was preserved, as well the use of the word “chalbênh” for wife, when “tembrien,” favoured wife, might have been expected. “Chalbênh” was chosen to not spoil the ending, where the heroine does not become just a “chalbênh” but “tembrien” from a love match.
Construction:
{verb: be} hôl {nonpast affix} sa {nominative masc. noun: a generally accepted (but potentially not always) fact} ebrâth {adv. well} tae {masc. adj: known} ddŵr
{det. that} hâ {masc. noun: a man, husband} wil {neg affix} ne {adj. wed} ât {conj. and} ŷ {prep. with (in possession of)} lw {acc. fem. noun: wealth} wŷmsîl {fem. adj. good} bwael
{masc. verb: be} hâlich <progressive affix> hâl <masc. verb: want, require, need} twestich {subjunctive affix} lê {fem. acc. noun: wife} chalbênhe
#conlang#fanlang#lexember#forgotten realms#dungeons and dragons#dnd#everything is subject to change but this is where it's at right now#this goes especially for the grammar and word order which I am in the process of fine tuning#by which I mean this is probably THE FIRST complex sentence I constructed for this specific fanlang#and I've yet to even finalise the nuance between case usage and everything
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Howdy! BIPOC, 19, they/them, looking for 19+ roleplayers on discord for a MxNB oc x oc plot. Trans and cisgenders characters are welcomed!
I have three plots in mind:
- Y/C is a sexually repressed, awkward priest during the renaissance era. He comes across M/C, an injured fae, and with his religious vows to help the needy, he takes it in until it heals. He eventually finds it harder and harder to resist such an attractive creature, and has to fight against his own morals and his desire. ( This plot would include commentary on a sexually repressive society and religious themes. If your character is trans or queer in any other way, then it would include commentary on internalized queerphobia and being closeted. )
- M/C is an aspiring scientist, but struggles with poverty. By coincidence, they found a paper ad, asking for an apprenticeship with Y/C. an experienced scientist. With nothing else going for them, they replied to the ad. Little do they know, Y/C had many apprentices in the past and they all had seemed to disappear for…unknown reasons. ( Basically a mad scientist x apprentice plot. This one would have more 🕊️ elements to it like noncon. This plot could be modern or 19th century. )
Y/C is openly queer and sexually liberated and M/C is heavily closeted and reserved. They were childhood friends, but had a rather bad falling out in highschool because of their different views. Unknowingly, they were both accepted into the same college and were assigned as roommates in their new dorms. ( A bit of enemies to lovers, some light 🕊️ elements like queerphobia and toxic relationships. Modern. )
I am okay with a short or long term plan for all of these, but I am looking for a long term roleplay partner where we can roleplay many different plots. You must be okay with smut, as I don’t roleplay only sfw plots. I am switch, but I do not play primarily as dom or top, I prefer being able to swap between roles. My character will have a vulva, so do keep that in mind. I am semi to adv lit and write in third person - I only accept people who write the same. Be able to provide daily responses, inactivey is okay as long as I’m warned. I’m CST if that’s important.
Would also love a RP partner whos open to OOC talk and gushing over our ocs and plots. Lets please make Pinterest boards, Spotify playlists and draw our ocs together! Shoot me a message at birthday_dog on discord if you’re interested!
discord: birthday_dog
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I always wanted to learn Bad Japanese.
the Japanese with the really rolled R that the tough guys in anime spoke. it sounded really cool to my foreign ear. maybe it’s because it’s tough dudes imitating a foreign accent in a phonetically pleasing way rather than a stilted way that actual foreign accents sound like in Japanese.
The reason American Anime (Ameri-me) is like full of weird 80′s and 90′s tropes in like 2010 is because most of us got 80′s and 90′s anime translated in the 2000s and started making stuff of our own in like late 2000s 2010s and incorporating stuff we thought was cool from the stuff we watched.
yes the Yankii and Gyaru styles clash hardcore with the economy and modern culture and none of the technology matches the actual technology of modern Japan because no one can afford to go to Japan, a 12 hour flight alone is the kind of endurance test a lot of people aren’t prepared for. Global travel is a pipe dream. I made it to Vancouver once and that’s the closest I ever managed.
Sometimes you gotta accept that my influences include the time gap of ‘how long did it take to import things this far’ and before the internet it took a fuckin’ while. I refuse to give up the oldies just because the new stuff is also good. I have room in my heart for crazy shit.
I want to make something that is my nostalgia, but my nostalgia is somehow dated anime and manga translated badly. or if not badly, then based more off vibes than pure accuracy. And sometimes that can be more accurate. Early ADV was a party sometimes. I remember you Saiyuki. You took me on a wild ride, and I think the DVD commentaries where they explained their process was amazing.
I miss DVD commentaries...
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Nest of Protection, 2022
巣守 - Sumori
Sumori (“Nest of Protection”) is the granddaughter of Prince Hotaru, Genji’s younger half-brother, but you won't find her in a single line of the novel we know today as the Tale of Genji.
You will find her in the apocryphal chapter “Sumori”.
For hundreds of years there have been writings floating around claiming to be secret or “lost” chapters of the Tale of Genji. Many fakes, of course, but it’s not an impossible idea. A thousand years is a long time, and the tale was written and shared as it was being created. Distribution was a super manual process of copying, and there were certainly errors, edits and tweaks by the author (or authors, depending on what theories you subscribe to) and by the copyists. The Tale of Genji we have today is remarkably coherent in no small part thanks to the diligence of centuries of fans.
There are three chapters generally considered to have higher-than-average likelihood of being legit parts of the Tale of Genji written by Murasaki Shikibu. Of these, Sumori appears to be the best documented. It exists only in fragments today, but these fragments contain people and pieces of poetry that are actually mentioned in some very, very old critiques and analyses of the Tale of Genji - including genealogies that map out the relationships of the characters. Such references have aided in its partial reconstruction. The gist of the pieced-together plot is that Niou is pursuing Sumori, who can’t stand him and his philandering ways. She falls in love with Kaoru instead because he's so noble and sincere. When Niou tries to go after her again, she's like "get away from me you creep" and runs away to the mountains, where Kaoru visits her.
There are several theories about what Sumori really is. One is that it’s a Kamakura-period fanfic written by a Kaoru fan unhappy with how the Uji chapters ended. If this theory is true, it’s a classic move in the long-running history of fandom, and it wouldn’t have been the only historical fanfic attempting to right perceived wrongs against a beloved character. (Go Team Kaoru!)
Another interesting hypothesis is that Sumori is actually an early draft of what would later be polished into the Uji chapters. It has quite a few similarities and parallels, particularly Niou and Kaoru in a love triangle with a woman who then becomes a nun. If this theory is true, it’s intriguing that the original concept is a lot more sympathetic and favourable to Kaoru - giving him a “good” ending - than the version we know today, 1,000 years later.
Fascinating, right? As a creator and participant/appreciator of fandoms, Sumori sums up so many things I love about stories in general and Tale of Genji studies in particular!
You can read more about the "lost" chapters of the Tale of Genji here: https://yab.yomiuri.co.jp/adv/chuo/dy/research/20100204.html
Reading the Tale of Genji is a fantastic resource for this and many other Tale of Genji apocrypha: https://cup.columbia.edu/book/reading-the-tale-of-genji/9780231537209
And aaaahhhhhhh I did it!! Nearly five years later, the Genjimonogatari series is now complete! For fun, I've included some wip photos showing the progress of this particular piece, including my trying to figure out the palette from looking at my fountain pen ink swatches, on my Pillowfort!
You can see all 55 illustrations one for each chapter of the tale (including the blank chapter Kumogakure), on my website. The commentary for each illustration is here on Tumblr and on Pillowfort!
Now… I hope to do something with all these illustrations… when I have time...
humangray.com / Print available on INPRNT / Genjimonogatari series
#tale of genji#genji monogatari#genjimonogatari series#sumori#japanese literature#fandom#art by maiji/mary huang
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M e: (*is really annoying about Dark Evolution concept, except in a clearly Jew way*)
#izzyizumi personal#izzyizumi no rb#izzyizumi no rb posts#izzyizumi advs#izzyizumi 02#dark evolution#repeatverse#izzyizumi commentary#(Me seeing Dark Evos or such AUs or discussion of anything elsewhere)#(I Have So Many Thoughts Actually But!!1!)
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Me, into my void: So, Anyway, did you know "Izzy" can also be short for "Isidor{e}"/"Isador{e}" which was also historically a common given name among {+Ashke} Jews, and it's much more likely the name {DigiAdvs} 'Izzy''s U.S. Eng dub name came from that instead of from 'JUST'/'obviously' 'Izumi'?....
#izumi koushirou#koushiro commentary#koushiros name#koushiro izzy izumi#koushirouizumi posts#koushirouizumi no rb posts#koushirouizumi no rb#koushirouizumi dgmn#koushirouizumi digiadvs#advs dub#(Marking this no rb because I'm more Vents Into My Void rn)#(But it astounds me how many ppl here flat out dont realize it)#(You all DO know Jews worked on that dub too right)#(You all DO KNOW THAT rIGHT?.....)#(Look I'm Just Saying)#(PLEASE don't start up the Izzy Name Debate TM with me again if you don't expect me to comment on these things)#(Source : One of my ancestors who is a Jew shock & surprise had the name 'Isidor' too!!!)#(Apparently he did use 'Izzy' as a nickname and its written into our literal family album on our literal photo I have!!!)#(In my Aunt's hand writing!!)#(You can easily look this up elsewhere too)#(But it's also a common nickname for 'Isabella')#(Anyway I Am Coming Back To The Koushiros Name Issue Later But)#(I Am SO Tired of Koushiros Name Debates can we STOP THOSE)#koushiros spell my name with an s issue#(Commenting on the name generally is one thing and I still giggle at the dub jokes 'Is he?' 'IZZY??? No were waiting for TAI' etc)#(But those ASIDE)#(Some Ppl here act like it was some sort of conspiracy he was named that but I can assure you its very much NOT LIKELY THAT)#('OH but I never even hEArD OF THAT NAM' WELL I HAVE and Im telling you Yes It Is In Fact A 'Known' Name!!!)
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THE PHEROMOANS + PETE UM + PANIC STATIONS
Sun 18th Feb @ The Blue Moon, CB1
Doors 7:30pm, £8 adv from here
THE PHEROMOANS
Southern England’s masters of deadpan lo-fi return to Cambridge. Over the past 15 years or so The Pheromoans have documented the mudane, banal and trite lowlights of life on the edges of London’s gravitational pull. Vocalist Russell Walker twists aspects of boredom and absurdity into surreal, sarcastic vignettes, setting them to primitive garage, precarious electronics, or meandering versions. New album, Wyrd Psearch, is a document of The Pheromoans mastering their unquiet moment. They sound zestful, even breezy, renewed with ideas. There’s no trouble finding the right words, they’re hitting their mark, keeping up with the commentary. Almost the antithesis of rock ‘n’ roll, The Pheromoans are the necessary narrators of the let-down that is early 21st century Britain.
https://www.upsettherhythm.co.uk/thepheromoans.shtml
PETE UM
Relentless musical documentor of our drab times, Thee Pete Um, presents another compendium of scratchy electronics and deep life knowledge. Why can't you be both Delia Derbyshire and John Hegley?
https://peteum.bandcamp.com/music
PANIC STATIONS
Gritty, fuzzy, punkish tunes that take Buzzcocks, GBV, and Thee Oh Sees then get rid of all those pesky guitars.
https://panicstations.bandcamp.com/
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Are you guys aware of other Digiworlds? If so, are you aware of the one where you guys and other Digidestined built a school to train new Tamers, and that Ken is running it?
Daisuke: Kiddo, we prefer to NOT know anythin' about those worlds.
Daisuke: Also Ken as a teacher scares me...
※ Ken didn't hear him, or else he would've used that commentary against Daisuke, somehow...
[Ni notes: I don't know what you mean, because the only stuff I do remember having this setting was an old dA roleplay group called "The Digital War" which its original staff made a big plot around the 12 main characters from Adv/02, then had a staff change which also tried to bring back that plot again but didn't work and then the last time i went there there was ANOTHER staff and if became just an usual High School/College roleplaying except with digimon.
If you meant someone else's fanfiction, sorry i don't read much of other peeps' stuff because our portrayals might be different. So i prefer to read my friends' stuff OR let a friend recommend me stuff because they know me well enough to recommend stories that could make me happy!! I also feel uncomfortable using other fandom's stuff here without knowing the author/artist or having their permission.
So, i apologize orz]
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These links are for my records in life. Imagine being able to create any painting, any computer, any car, and yes; a phenomenal domain. Our minds are not working at its capacity; but we are working towards it with the Grand Creator’s help. Meanwhile, we are still dreaming while enjoying the quality of life and health each day! Best Wishes to All; Author James Lynch (Pen Name The Sage)
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Spaceship PoeArtistry Where Goodness Comes From
8 Spaceship PoeArtistry Moment. Stardate Wednesday: Where Goodness comes from
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Bugatti Lifestyle EB - ETTORE BUGATTI COLLECTION — Fall Winter 2014-2015
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Rather eccentric in tone but extremely refined, the collection confirms the coherence with the Brand DNA and its strong "Flamboyant" character, essence of the Bugatti Man.
The fastest artwork ever - Bugatti Grand Sport Venet | 2012
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