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Okay, concept:
Luo Binghe grew up very poor prior to arriving to QJP. And when he first got to QJP, he was ostracized and neglected. So there are probably a lot of phrases, terms, and ideas that he didn't know were things until SY arrived and started actually teaching him. Right? So the bulk of what he did learn, he learned directly from Shen Yuan's own slightly messy attempts to fake ancient scholarly credentials.
Plus, QJP is supposed to be the peak of scholars and well-read, fancy intellectuals, and YQY probably also doesn't know shit about most of that stuff (having also been a former illiterate street child) and of course is incredibly predisposed to take Shen Qingqiu's side on virtually anything. Especially something frivolous or linked to their shared past, such as someone, say Qi Qingqi, accusing Shen Qingqiu of making up a literary reference or "gibberish" word. If something Shen Qingqiu says is something no one else seems to know, that just proves he's more worldly and well-read than the rest of his peers. Also, Shang Qinghua will probably know it, and despite his many (many) character flaws, Shang Qinghua reads a lot too. There's really very little to convince a former street child turned Demon Emperor whose former education began and ended with Shen Qingqiu specifically and Meng Mo (wildly out-of-touch with human culture anyway) to suspect that some of the difficult-to-source references his master makes really have no worldly source (in this world).
So Luo Binghe, in his quest to become as knowledgeable of all things about his shizun and keep up with him as well as possible, and maybe also put down some arguments he's overheard once and for all, eventually gets annoyed because CLEARLY there is a wealth of cultural knowledge contemporary to Shen Qingqiu and Shang Qinghua that didn't survive to his own generation. His efforts at hunting down all the sources being referenced and origins of certain philosophical ideas or terminology keep coming up empty in certain departments. He's been over the entire QJP library with a fine-tooth comb, but QJP focuses on things pertaining to cultivation, history, and knowledge. Obviously, there are gaps. The archives are unlikely to keep pop cultural references and lowbrow literature, and Luo Binghe begins to suspect (from what tastes his master seems to share with his shishu) that that is that actual source he's missing.
The trashy yellow books and romance literature of their generation! Bawdy poems and lewd artworks so on! Heck, that's probably even where the shared "code" (bad English) comes into play -- disciples are always trying to sneak forbidden material past their teachers and smuggle naughty books into the dormitories. Knowing Shizun and Shang Qinghua, Luo Binghe honestly wouldn't be surprised if the two of them were racketeering that shit in their own disciple days. Shang Qinghua acquiring materials, Shen Qingqiu acquiring buyers, both of them making their extra spending money off of secretly supplying Cang Qiong's population with contraband fiction and art.
Also, that would explain why both Shen Qingqiu and Shang Qinghua get flustered and refuse to elaborate if someone asks them what this or that strange turn of phrase refers to. Shen Qingqiu has a very thin face for actually discussing erotica, and Shang Qinghua doesn't like being caught doing illegal shit.
Luo Binghe desperately needs access to trash lit that's older than he is. However, most of that stuff is not printed to last, and turning it up is like trying to find old Spirk zines without the internet.
Shang Qinghua, the obvious go-to source, also seems to not really have anything that old anymore (intimidating him is laughably easy, if he had anything he would have coughed it up by the second or third time Luo Binghe asked and frowned at the same time), and if Shen Qingqiu did have anything he wouldn't want to be questioned about it. Asking too much might even get it destroyed in an act of excessive embarrassment.
Which means there is just one other person Luo Binghe knows who might be able to lead him to some sources. One other person he is absolutely, 100% certain was extensively reading trashy literature around the same time that Shizun was a young man. Someone who would know where to go to even begin looking for it.
Luo Binghe is going to have to ask Tianlang Jun for help with something.
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There is a level of deep, bitterly poetic and cruel irony in Astarion's death and his eventual fate as a vampire spawn. Laughable, even. Lamentable.
Where do I even begin. I once posted here my thoughts on who Astarion was before Cazador took him; and all my thoughts were based on what we can assume to be canon from scraps on information in - game and interviews with Neil. That Astarion Ancunin who was laid into the ground at Baldur's Gate cementary was a corrupt magistrate, a shining example of power abuse, indulgence, hedony, existence in privilege without any service to the world around.
We also know for a fact that Astarion is not a good person in a moral sense. Again, Neil Newbon himself talked about it. He has capability to grow, mature, open himself up, soak in the positive influence and feel for others, but he never will be the default upstanding type. That is simply not at his core.
This is why (I am aware we're talking a fictional character, headcanon is free to all in whichever way they think it suits and pleases them) I cannot for the world believe in all the fanfiction based on the notion of the tragic, tortured soul unjustly attacked and turned into a vampire, because to me - it misses the entire depth and essence of Astarion's personality and arc. He was not a "worthy" persona before Cazador; in fact, the beating he got from the Gur was well - deserved and the near - death experience... Probably so as well. Maybe if anything, this would open his eyes and force him to reflect at least a bit on his choices in the position he was occupying. (But given that he mentions begging Cazador to turn him to be able to take revenge, I highly doubt that.) So yeah... The man got what was coming to him. He deserved it.
But what he got in the end once Cazador allowed him to drink his blood and had him in his hold? Two hundred years of misery and abuse beyond description, being completely stripped of any identity and personhood? No one deserves that. Such fate should not be thrust upon anyone. Ever.
It is the cruellest, most wicked twist of fate that it took that kind of ordeal to change a corrupt little elf's view of the world and force him to even acknowledge the existence of evil deeds and abuse of power - something I am quite sure he never gave any thought to before. It took being transformed into an utterly helpless victim to make him truly see that there is good and bad and perpetuating the bad leads to pain and misery for the innocents (and you can never be sure if not for you as well), and only then, at his most pathetic, most vulnerable, after centuries of torment, it took meeting, trusting, admiring, being grateful to, befriending / loving and being influenced by a genuinely good and kind person (probably the exact opposite of who he was before) to shake and cause some shift in his inner moral compass, or rather the way he was choosing to use it. The full circle, a poignant, unwilling journey from the one abusing power, to the enslaved puppet of someone with considerably more power abusing it in the most inhuman ways possible, and this time to his own woe, to the one person able to break the abusive cycle given the right influence.
Isn't that simply poetic in the most sickly sense? A tragicomedy, if you will.
Forget about Astarion Ancunin. The grave was good for lovemaking and sharing an important moment, but whoever was laid there was not anyone worthy of your time (just like "Ascended Astarion" )The one who stands by your side now is. Your Astarion. The new Astarion, the same "lovable rogue" with a taste for theatrics, drama, debauchery, beauty, murder mayhem and loose morality, but - a better person all the same.
[follow up post here
https://www.tumblr.com/glitteryinknotes/733162725841289216/a-little-follow-up-to-my-previous-post?source=share]
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Chapter 3 "Favor Points"
Sqq is the most oblivious guy I know. He somehow manages to think about how down bad he is for lbh and one sentence later he denies any meaning of it.
"Oh lbh cooks for his maidens. He sways them with his skills. How lucky I am to taste it and to have him cook for me regularly. I am so very grateful. those things have nothing to do with each other" you keep telling yourself that, sweety
"Oh having sex with lbh would cure my poison but I could never. Or could I? Hahaha what a laughable thought. Unless? ... Nah" are you maybe a bit thinking about that?
"oh I have been thrust in the role of the damsel to take care of lbh and help him. There must be a bug. I am surely not the romantic interest. There is simply no way. well I got to march on and fulfill my role, my hands are tied, there is no other way." SURE YOU ARE
"I will throw myself in front of everything to protect lbh, no matter the consequences and although he has plot armor. I just can't stand him getting hurt." BE REAL
"My heart thumped and I get lost in lbh's eyes and I feel safe with lbh and I literally say oh. This is just me taking on the role of the female lead but it doesn't mean anything. hahaha. actually I should get paid extra. let me just quickly pat lbh's head." I WANT TO GRAB YOU BY THE COLLAR AND SHAKE YOU.
"I want to forever keep him by my side and protect him." MY GUY *gets held back by a security guard*
"I finished my friendship performance" I S2G.
"I am keeping him close so I can let him wait on my hand and foot. that's the only reason. yeah." ARE YOU FOR REAL RIGHT NOW.
Lbh is also so down bad for sqq. he keeps talking about him! He is so happy when he gets to move in with him! He won't allow him to be hurt! Meng Mo is so annoyed by that!
I laughed a lot while reading this! I have a feeling the horrors will come soon enough but so far I am really enjoying this!
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When Worldbuilding Gets Weird
Imagine you’ve created an urban fantasy world. Real countries and landmarks still exist, and your fantasy elements have evolved around it, within it, beneath it. You’ve got your simple yet incredibly robust magic system (which, tbh, tends to be incredibly fun to play with, idiot-proof, and immune to plot holes), your ‘good guys’ and your ‘bad guys’.
Let’s say, for the sake of argument… your bad guys are animal-themed witches. And your good guys are split into two camps: Weapons masters, and their partners who magically transform into those weapons. They fight the witches in a power struggle of a nebulous *madness* that threatens to eat the world.
Also the good guys are led by the Grim Reaper, who has a tweenage son with crippling OCD. The weapons don't just kill people, they consume the souls of evildoers, and witches. Also there’s clowns, straight out of your nightmares, and a handful of wizards. And Excalibur is a person (or at least alive, personhood is up for debate). He will probably call you a fool, then invite you to afternoon tea.
Sound good?
Now for just a little salt to taste.... Both the sun and the moon have faces and are in constant states of laughter. Occasionally, you will hear the sun going hehehehehe. And the mool will drool blood.
Why? Why not? Do the characters ever question this? Nope. Is there ever an explanation? Nope. Do we, the audience, just roll with this? Yup.
Go watch or read Soul Eater and enjoy it as much as the rest of us do.
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When you’re worldbuilding, don’t be afraid to get positively weird, for no reason and with no explanation. Our sun and moon might not have faces, but reality has plenty of its own weird.
Mushrooms. Platypi (Platypuses? Platypeople?). Everything that lives below the Mezopelagic zone of the ocean. Jellyfish. Cicadas. Superb lyrebirds. That glitch in brain processing called Pareidolia. Using caffeine, nature’s poison, as an energy boost.
And on and on and on.
Don’t be afraid to not explain why your strange world element exists. If its mechanics or lore are central to the plot and could open a plot hole, then, yeah, some rules would be helpful. Otherwise? Let it be.
If your characters roll with the weird, your audience will too. Not every piece of worldbuild has to, or even should, mesh perfectly like a puzzle. Let historical archives contradict each other in laughably absurd ways. Make up a weird plant that just does that. Let the sky turn blood red for 20 minutes a day just because. Don't let anime keep a monopoly on the bizarre.
Get. Weird. Don’t explain or overcomplicate it. Just dream something up, say yeah that exists in my world now, and add it to the page.
#world building#writing advice#writing resources#writing tips#writing tools#writing#writing a book#writeblr#fantasy#anime#soul eater
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link click headcanons that are purely indulgent to me
Cheng Xiaoshi has the most versatile taste in film. He loves the buddy cop John Woo films with their ridiculous action and two partners reluctantly working together and ultimately each other with their lives (sounds familiar). As a kid he was obsessed with Doraemon and still nurses a soft spot for the cartoon. He also swoons over the cinematography of In The Mood for Love because whenever a camera is used well he will literally talk over the film to the poor sap watching with him and talk about why that camera angle was so good, why that lighting works and how they might have achieved it, the balance and the perspective and foreground and background and hey why are you turning the volume up so high?
Qiao Ling loves the wuxia dramas. When she was little she didn’t want to be a princess, she wanted to be a shaolin warrior. That’s why she’s so into martial arts. She watched them at an unrecommended young age and as a result would bug bb CXS to play pretend with her that they were sworn sibling warriors. Her favorite is Demi Gods and Semi Devils and naturally CXS is forced to play the damsel in distress or the bad guy, at any given point (a source of many childhood arguments). Nowadays, she still indulges in the show, and when no one else is around she and CXS will sometimes teasingly call each other by their wuxia alter ego names.
Lu Guang grew up with his grandparents and spent most of his childhood hanging out with his Nainai watching her favorite shows and eating sunflower seeds together on the sofa. As a result he is unironically very protective over the 1980s TV adaptation of Dream of the Red Chamber. Yes, it’s cheesy. Yes, the dramatic camera zooms are laughable. Yes, it is demonstrably From The Eighties. You can pry it from his cold dead hands. It makes him think of his Nainai and the two of them share Opinions about who should have fallen in love with whom.
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The dumber and more incoherent PR is usually from Kensington Palace. - ROFLing at this 🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣 only because w&k think themselves so superior and they think all their strategies are "long-term", but they are absolutely nothing when it comes to Charles' pr games! As much as I despise everyone in that family, I dislike w&k more, ONLY because they never get called out, for anything! At max it'll be couple of hours or a day of uproar, then they'll bring out the kids and everyone will go gaga over them again. I'm soooooooo looking forward for this war between KP and BP!
Did I lie, a lot of the KP PR is just one-note and stupid and doesn't help William and Kate at all? Like, here are some examples of glaring PR flubs that are laughable if you think about it for 0.5 seconds:
William's "interest" in homelessness is framed as a long-time passion he inherited from Diana, but William has never done anything notable for the homeless and he comes off as pompous because he's just sitting on a money pile while saying "Wow, someone should help these people, OMG, something needs to be done!" The interview where he said "any one of us could be a few steps from homelessness" was so rich, I thought it was a joke.
Kate's rotating hobbies and "passions" that either come and go (textiles, sustainability, the piano, baking) or are seasonal interests that are ignored outside of slices of the year (scouts, tennis, photography)
Mental illness "advocates" who demonize therapy when it suits them. William has a "toolbox" of needs or whatever but can't find a clue in the damn thing
William got COVID in April 2020, hid it at the time, but then when KP maybe accidentally leaked it that November they reported it as if he was on death's door, aka it would have caused alarm had the public known. They also did not disclose when or where he isolated, making it seem like he exposed his entire family at Amner Hall. The whole thing was a mess.
William's work with football players has regressed to him just attending games and making "Good Luck" videos. Remember Heads Up? What happened to talking about mental health and football? I can only assume he gave up after he kept putting his foot in his mouth during the documentaries and podcasts.
Kate saying she'll work less until her kids are in their twenties, but also, oh, she's ready to step up and work hard as Princess of Wales. She is the "Top CEO"
Meghan was bad for being political and ambitious but Kate still wants to do these things on a way bigger scale for some reason
Kate being compared to the Queen Mother on her 40th birthday but then "rebranding" into a modern, innovative, pantsuit-wearing business-savvy, lady-boss the very next year
Kate is Diana, Meghan, and Elizabeth II with her fashion choices. All of these women occupied different periods of fashion history and have very different tastes.
The entire Caribbean tour was an incoherent slog that was tone-deaf at best
William talking about sustainability in Dubai of all damn places
Kensington Palace doesn't know what they're doing. They often just throw stuff at the walls and sees what sticks.
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you can just taste the salt pouring from this man lmao. I only dismissed an entire medium as never being able to be art, why are you all whining
1.) Myst released in 1993, the same year as Sonic CD. Calling it an example of games "from the infancy of the form" following the video game market crash of the '80s is laughable
2.) "I particularly didn't want to play one right now, this moment, on demand" - uwu I just shittalked this entire-ass medium and now people are saying I should try to know what I'm talking about before I talk about it and I don't wannaaaaa
This is just. Rude? Idk how else to put it. Your friend goes to the trouble of offering to fetch a game and a console for you, installing everything necessary to set it up - even offering to send the console back to Sony when you're done so you don't have to spend a single dime - and your response is to make some excuse as to why you can't do it.
You could have just said "no," Roger.
yeah it's almost like talking out of your ass "purely on theoretical grounds" without engaging with the thing you're slagging off makes you seem too ignorant to hold a valid view on the thing you're slagging off. or something.
also "This is the gratitude you get for responding to comments at all" lol these salt levels could dry out the Dead Sea
my man has never heard of video games with linear narratives before
Billy cracked dick jokes, Ebert. Billy wrote his plays to appeal to the common people's interests, Ebert.
then why are you talking about video games if you don't want to be told to play one? real "I'm a Sonic fan who hasn't played the games, stop telling me to play the games you're picking on me" energy
The fuck is up with this weird capitalistic pitting of one art form against another? This isn't some zero-sum game where literature loses if video games win. Gamers read too, Ebert.
In fact, many games take inspiration from literature, such as SH2 drawing inspiration from the themes of Crime and Punishment; The Witcher being based on Andrzej Sapkowski's book; and Metro 2033 springing from the self-published book of the same name.
I could name more. I Have No Mouth and I Must Scream (Harlan Ellison even voiced AM!). Classic RPG Parasite Eve is a spiritual successor to Hideaki Sena's 1995 sci-fi horror novel. Beev will probably want me to add Castlevania as an example as well, taking the titular character from Bram Stoker's Dracula.
Category:Video games based on novels - Wikipedia
Acting like games and literature are two disparate mediums with no overlap is... frankly, deeply disingenuous. You spoke with fucking Clive Barker, Roger, you should know this. FFS.
Besides, anti-intellectualism runs a lot deeper than New Medium Bad. It has more fascist roots than simply "The kids want to play Fortnite all day and don't want to crack open a book!"
Roger goes on this tangent about how it's difficult to find a definition of art that would preclude video games. Even the one he settles on, his view that art ought to teach him empathy for other people - which... has its limits and when taken too far, borders on requiring moral didactism in art; my man has never heard of art for art's sake - doesn't necessarily rule out games. Because video games literally require you to step into the player character's shoes.
you are such a condescending ass, oh my God. could you not?
"I don't personally know how gamers can learn about other human beings despite the entire conceit of the medium requiring you to assume the role of another person, but whatever, I'll give you guys this one because I've run out of things to say. Perhaps one day gamers will learn to have refined tastes like me, the Movie Review Man. anyway y'all losers, I got better things to do despite the fact that I typed out this wall of text poorly defending my position"
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Completely Uneducated Internet Opinion after seeing Oppenheimer and Barbie
The Barbie Movie focuses on a very specific lens of misogyny that doesn't show just how pervasive and horrific it really is, and it's painfully obvious that it's selling a brand of feminism that isn't too alienating to the status quo and is very "Oh well! The Kens will have as much power as us girls do in the real world ig. Get it? 😜" It just leaves a sour taste in my mouth, but it's about as politically aware and active a multimillion dollar Warner Brothers film based on a Mattel IP can really be. I appreciate it more as a celebration of embracing all the terrible flaws and aspects of being a woman in a misogynistic world, and an abstract being deciding that it's all worth it because of the joyful and meaningful experience of being a woman and not just an idea.
It's also funny that Ken as a character eclipses and overshadows a lot of the film, since the whole thing is about feminism and the name of the film IS Barbie. But much like feminist causes in the real world, the audience focuses more on the men involved lol. A lot of that comes down to Ryan Gosling's fantastic performance though. This man understood the assignment like no actor ever has before.
Also, the costuming and set design are god tier and exactly what we need to see more of in a media landscape dominated by shitty looking CGI from un-unionized and poorly treated sweatshop artists. If you like good looking movies, watch this movie.
Ken does take over the screen whenever he's there, but Margot Robbie shines in this thing. The comparison can't NOT be made between Barbie and The Truman Show (Gerwig iirc says it was one of her main inspirations and it shows), and her performance as Barbie discovers the world she's lived in and her existence itself is a flimsy ideal is so moving. Because like Truman, she chooses personhood and freedom over certainty and safety. She chooses to become a real woman not despite the many disadvantages and pain that comes with it, but BECAUSE of the experience. She learns that there is beauty in cellulite and stretch marks and wrinkles, there is beauty in aging, there's an entire world of experiences and emotions that as a doll she could never achieve and truly feel. And seeing someone CHOOSE humanity is such a wonderful thing.
The film also indulges in the kind of campy silly shit we expected, and I can see how some viewers view it as inconsistent and jarring when it's juxtaposed with moments like America's speech. But despite how half-stepped and steeped in a very specific advertiser friendly brand of Hollywood/corporate liberal feminism this film is, I appreciate Greta Gerwig even trying to do this in the first place. If even one woman or girl comes out of this being more critical of the world around them and the ways misogyny affects us, then I'm happy. If even one man or boy comes out of this being more critical of the world around them and the ways misogyny and patriarchy affects THEM and how they view and treat others, I'm happy. You are Ken-ough (sweater now available via Mattel for $86.99 while supplies last btw).
Oppenheimer is...what you'd expect of a Christopher Nolan biopic of Oppenheimer. It looked nice on 35mm film but it's also got the sound quality issue every fucking Nolan film has, where if you don't have the exact setup he wanted for the film then so many bits of dialogue will be drowned out by music or be otherwise unintelligible. The effects showing one woman with radiation burns were so laughably bad, it was like she let a bunch of Elmer's glue dry on her face and it looked so goofy that it ruined the weight of the scene.
For a film that really tries to show how paradoxical and complicated Oppenheimer was, it doesn't exactly sympathize with him to the extent I've seen people say it does. The film shows he's a dramatic, dismissive, egotistical asshole that refuses to explain his convictions and at times you (and other characters) wonder if he even has any. And his hypocrisy is constantly pointed out by many characters. The prosecutor in the security hearing asks how and why he suddenly decided to have moral qualms about nuclear bombs when he was eager on the Manhattan Project and outright helped decide which city to drop the first bomb on. Strauss's belief that Oppenheimer wants to be a martyr seems true, whether it's (as Strauss believes) out of pure ego or (as his wife says) that he honestly believes that receiving every punishment possible will somehow lead to him atoning and being forgived.
Also if you're watching a Nolan film you're already coming in with low expectations for women characters and this is no exception. Florence Pugh's character exists to show tits, talk briefly about communist ideals only to be talked down to by the more well-read Oppenheimer, fulfill a "methinks she doth protest too much" shtick with her always tossing his flowers, show tits again, break down when he says he can't see her anymore, and then kill herself to add to his sorrow. I do like that his wife immediately looks at him and says that he can't do things like have an affair out of selfishness, disregard other peoples' feelings, and then be surprised when his behavior ruins peoples' lives and fucks him over. His wife is incredibly based and Nolan does a good job portraying how miserable she was as Oppenheimer's wife.
The film showcases his lack of empathy or regard for others until it comes back to fuck him over outside of the affair. He builds Los Alamos knowing that local indigenous tribes come up there for burial rites because they're less important to him than The Big Picture and building the bomb. The civilian lives in Hiroshima and Nagasaki are something he's prepared to destroy for the sake of this experiment and usher in a new era of scientific discovery (again, nothing is more important than that Big Picture). The lack of regard for the Japanese people, the indigenous tribes of New Mexico and the other civilians in the area is (imo) intentional because the film is about Oppenheimer. It's about how he put them, his family, and everyone around him aside to follow what he's worked in his entire life: theory. Real tangible lives were something he did weigh, and ultimately decided were worth the cost if it meant a) proving this theory b) furthering scientific knowledge and c) ushering humanity into a new era of understanding. And as disgusting as it is, it's interesting to see a film trying to dissect why and how one human being made that decision and seemingly came to regret it.
Anyway while both films are completely different animals in different universes, I think I prefer Barbie because when I cringed, it was during parts I was meant to cringe. And Oppenheimer has the scene where Floremce Pugh (naked obviously) asks him to read the Bhagavad Gita and they start fucking as he says the "I am become death, the destroyer of worlds" line and thus robs it of its actual historical context AND cheapens not just Oppenheimer as he originally quoted it...as well as cheapened the Bhagavad Gita as a whole bc. Dude. Now I want a Bollywood movie where a character reads the Bible while a woman rides him and shows tiddy for superfluous bullshit reasons.
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AN: I love this pic so much. Brain did a thing.
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Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Military Reader
WC: No idea on word count as written on my phone.
CW: Just fluff with the suggestion of seggsy time at the end.
Lucky Bucky
Bucky wasn’t sure how he got so lucky. He’d be the first to admit he was in a bad place after Steve left. And in the beginning, he was horrible to Sam, who was hurting too, but also trying to be there for Bucky.
You’d made him see he was being a jerk- not frightened of the former Winter Soldier and what he could do, at least not enough to stop you from giving him a stern talking too.
He didn’t know you very well at that point, only having met you a handful of times, but after the dressing down you gave him, when you’d stood toe to toe with him, your head tilted back to glare right in his eyes, he’d made a note to find out more about you.
At first it was just respect, respect for someone who treated him like a person, without walking on eggshells in case he ‘relapsed’. You called him out on his bullshit without batting an eyelid. He respected the way you carried out your job in a non nonsense fashion, but then could cut loose as soon as the hard work was done. He respected your capabilities, the way you knew every person on your team, the names of their significant others, children and pets. Then came the memorial Gala.
Pepper had organised it, to remember Tony and Nat and Steve (who the world thought was dead, or at least on the moon) as well as all the other people who’d died fighting Thanos. He’d been standing with (and grumbling to) Sam and Joaquín when you walked in.
Bucky swore later to you, in the quiet privacy of his apartment, that it felt like the world stopped in that moment. He’d known, objectively, before that, that you were an attractive woman, but when you walked in, Navy blue dress, fancy hair do and tasteful gold jewellery, he knew it. His heart was beating so loudly he wondered if others could hear it.
You’d joined their group, complementing Sam, straightening Joaquín’s tie and greeting Bucky with a coy smile.
“Sargent.”
“Lieutenant.”
He’d inclined his head in a return greeting, trying to keep his cool, and decided to go to the bar and refresh all the drinks, just so he could get his head straightened out. When he’d turned back around only Joaquín was standing where he’d left you all; Sam had taken you out into the dance floor, whirling you around and making you laugh.
The tumbler in his left hand shattered, and as he’d battled the embarrassment and cleaned it all up, he berated himself for his reaction. You weren’t his to be so possessive over, Sam was a good guy and you’d never given him any indication you thought of him in any way other than a work colleague.
But then, later in the evening, you confused him further by accompanying Joaquín onto the dance floor, although from the looks of it you were the one leading. Heck, you’d even had a dance, if you could call the random stumbling that, with Peter, who’d blushed pink every time he accidentally caught sight of your cleavage, or brushed against your hip.
You were coming back from the rest rooms when he’d decided to take his chance. He’d sidled up to you as you crossed the ballroom and you’d linked your arm into the crook of his.
“Having a good time, Barnes?”
“Hey, we’ve known each other a while, you can call me Bucky if you want. And yes, I’m having a good time. Looks like you are too, but I bet I could make it better, doll. Let me have the next dance and I’ll show you what a real swinger can do.”
Your eyes went wide and then you clamped a hand over your mouth, a muffled laugh escaping. Bucky has looked at you in confusion; was his offer to partner you more laughable than Peter’s. His expression soured and he tried to extricate himself from you and the situation.
“You could just say no, no need to laugh in a guy’s face.”
But you’d clamped onto his arm, his left, and if he’d tried to pull away harder he’d have hurt you.
“No, no. I’m sorry,” you’d spluttered. “It’s not that at all, I’d actually love to dance with you. It just that… swinger has a different connotation nowadays.”
He’d looked down at you and raised his brow, questioningly, so you’d raised up on your toes and whispered in his ear. He still remembers the heat that flew to his cheeks. You’d not given him time to recover though, steering him towards the dance floor as the band starting playing something upbeat.
Now, considering he hadn’t danced like this in 70 years he was actually quite impressed by his own performance. It helped that he’d kept it simple, and that you were an intuitive dance partner. You’d laughed and smiled as he’d spun and twirled you around, and your eyes went wide when he dipped you at the end.
One dance became two, two became three and then, for the rest of the night, you barely strayed from each other’s sides. Glances were exchanged and small touches of hands (outside of the dancing) and Bucky worked up the bravery to ask if he could walk you to your suite at the end of the night. He hadn’t seen the smiles of Sam’s and Joaquín’s faces as you’d left together.
Buck was still slightly unsure, and nervous, and that evening had ended with him dropping an awkward kiss to your cheek and you tutting, shaking your head and grasping his suit jacket with both hands and planting a much more heated kiss to his startled lips. You’d pressed a piece of paper, with your personal cell number on it, into his hand before you’d said a breathy ‘goodnight’ and retreated into your room, leaving him standing there in shock.
That was two years ago, and as he yawned and opened his eyes after a good night’s sleep (Sleep! Something you were responsible for helping him achieve), he rolled over to look at your face, even more beautiful in the rays of morning light. He ran a knuckle over your cheek bone and smiled as he saw your eyes flutter.
“Rise and shine, Mrs Barnes”
You purred and nuzzled into his chest.
“I wonder how long until I get used to that?”
Bucky chuckled and looked at the clock.
“Probably a bit longer than 18 hours, doll. But I’m gonna call you it, every day, for the rest of our lives”
You pressed your body firmer against him, brushing a lick of his hair out of his eye.
“I like the sound of that, Mr Barnes. Now, as we’re technically on our honeymoon, I think there’s something else we’re supposed to be doing, other than talking.”
“Took the words right out of my mouth, doll.”
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Is it ok if I request a rui x blk reader who has and dresses alt whos also very sly and flirty? I'm asking for a full girl boss and malewife dynamic XD
I've sat on this request for way too long and I'm still not super happy with how it turned out but I hope you enjoy it nonetheless.
🎈Rui with a sly and flirty girl-boss s/o
Rui loves your confident, sly, and flirty behavior. He enjoys that he can tease and flirt with you playfully and you'll always have a comeback for it. A lot of times it turns into playful banter.
The both of you will often use the silliest pickup or flirt lines on each other just to try to get a laugh out of the other. It's even funnier when you guys do it in front of friends or his troupe mates for their reactions. Nene always cringes or rolls her eyes in disgust at how laughably bad and stupid some of the are.
Rui never minds your different taste in fashion and actually likes a lot of what you wear. He has quite the uh, interesting choices in his own clothing and mainly dresses for comfort, so he generally doesn't mind anything you wear so long as you are happy with it yourself.
You have no issue standing up for want you want and believe in so you and Rui will butt heads occasionally since he can often be very stubborn with his wants also. He'll of course apologize for it later once he takes a step away to clear his head.
He really admires your confidence and how hard you work for what you want to achieve and likes to help and support you in anyway he can. Though he is normally pretty busy with his own work, all you have to say is what you need and he'll do his best to make as much time for you as possible.
Rui is genuinely pretty good at cooking and doesn't mind cooking for the both of you when you're busy with work and such. He will often go out of his way to meal prep lunches for the week since you both have busy schedules. It makes him so happy when you join him in the cooking though.
#project sekai#project sekai x reader#rui kamishiro#rui kamishiro headcanons#rui kamishiro x reader#headcanons#reader insert#ask#fluff#hatsune miku colorful stage#🎈
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The young Kushar twins
1942 – George and Mike Kushar are twin gay American underground filmmaker, actors, and cartoonists. They are notable for their low-budget and camp films such as Sins of the Fleshapoids, The Craven Sluck and Ascension of the Demonoids.
When Mike and George Kuchar first got their hands on an 8mm movie camera in 1954 as 12 year old boys, no one really thought the format was suitable for anything but vacation footage, yet since then no one in America has contributed more to the craft and philosophy of personal film-making than the twin brothers from the Bronx. In a culture of hype and careerism, where "size counts", its not surprising, then, that gangly, self-effacing Mike Kuchar, the lesser well known of the two, is not in any sense famous.
They have been making innovative, if engagingly threadbare, epics since that day in 1954, when The Wet Destruction of the Atlantic Empire saw the light of day. In that case, the boys' appropriation of all available materials included their mother's nightgown. According to George, "At the age of twelve I made a transvestite movie on the roof and was brutally beaten by my mother for having disgraced her, and also for soiling her nightgown." Mrs. Kuchar's reaction was the Kuchars' first bad review, but it is a testimony to how endearing they and their work are that by the mid-1960s she was making regular cameo appearances in her sons' work. Devotees of comic books, pornography, and commercial Hollywood cinema, George and Mike tried to replicate on film what they saw in their working-class lives—or filter it through their own gay sensibilities—using their 8mm camera and whatever locations, props, friends, and families were available.
Wet Destruction was followed by many other works in the comic chaos mode, torrid two-dollar melodramas based on Kuchar favorites such as Douglas Sirk's Written on the Wind (1956). Some of the titles are as notorious as the films themselves: Corruption of the Damned (1967), Pussy on a Hot Tin Roof (1961), Hold Me While I'm Naked (1966). Many featured shoestring special effects that included floods, earthquakes, and tornadoes, rendered with stock footage, backyard assemblages, and matte paintings by the talented duo.
The Kuchars were innovative exhibitors as well, setting up informal cinema clubs to show their work, which scandalized some of the attendees with its sexual frankness, anarchistic air, laughable plots, and grade-Z special effects. Eventually members of the haute underground —Andy Warhol, Ken Jacobs, Jack Smith — took notice, and the Kuchars' films became both infamous in creating their legend and influential in showing others that neither large budgets nor good taste were necessary conditions of film art
Mike and George ended their collaborative approach to movie making in 1965 when Mike phased himself out of their first 16mm work-in-progress, Corruption of the Damned, to concentrate on a futuristic science-fiction fantasy which would turn out to be the 45-minute Sins of the Fleshapoids, and which featured George in probably his finest acting appearance as Gianbeano, the evil prince.
Although their films would always display some stylistic similarity, reflective of their common love of fifties' Hollywood melodrama and their low-budget orientation, Mike dealt more with classical or Romanesque imagery that tended to have erotic under-currents, while George would go on to pioneer a form of personal film-making that relied heavily on first-person narration and his own presence in the frame - a style which he has honed in his prolific "video-diary" output of the last decade. Mike has always taken a more off-screen role in his own films, which are just as personal but in a different way, and tend on average to be longer than George's.
George went on refining the steamy camp melodrama, using a stock company of friends, and, later, working in a diary format that allowed him to record with droll humor the nuances of his daily life and his self-proclaimed "favorite topic," Midwestern tornadoes. In the early 1970s he became a cartoonist in the underground comics scene but continued to make films. In 1975, George collaborated with the late gay filmmaker Curt McDowell for one of the underground's best-known titles, Thundercrack!, a lewd sendup of the "old dark house" genre from 1930s Hollywood, which George co-wrote and acted in.
George Kuchar's latest major work, funded by the Rockefeller Foundation, carries his obsession with earthly, fleshly things into the literal stratosphere. Secrets of the Shadow World is a 140-minute digital video epic ostensibly tracking George's attempts to make a "big UFO movie," but it is really an excuse to display the filmmaker's scintillating sensibility and eccentric gallery of friends. In a bizarre tableau that reaches the giddy heights of camp, he shows the Roswell, New Mexico alien as a sex fiend, stretched out on top of his friend Linda Martinez, who thrills to the touch of its plastic paw and moody, ovoid bedroom eyes.
Mike's work would span a range of subjects and techniques and he never established a consistent trademark style like George. Even his two major works of the sixties, Sins of the Fleshapoids and The Secret of Wendel Samson (1966), made only a year apart, are very different films. His output over the years was more sporadic and less prolific than his brother's, all of which helps to explain why George has a higher profile than Mike today. George's employment as a film teacher at the San Francisco Art Institute for almost thirty years now has also contributed to his somewhat broader recognition.
On the other hand, Mike has stayed active over the years, working on his own films and occasionally as a cinematographer on other independent productions, usually in Europe. A gifted painter and illustrator since his teens, he's derived some income from story board work and contributed to a number of gay erotic comic books.
In the past 10 years, Mike Kuchar has focused on more intimate one person expressionistic films. At the Vienna Film Festival in 2009, he unveiled two shorts, Swan Song and Dumped. Swan Song features the pain of a young man tormented by his sensuality who is painted as an animal writhing in pain, and Dumped stars veteran stage actress Deirdre McGill in a portrait of a woman engaged in a deadly love triangle.
Mike recently returned from Portugal to San Francisco's Mission District, where he shares a cheap walk-up flat with brother George.
in 1997, the Kuchar brothers collaborated on a book, Reflections from a Cinematic Cesspool (1997). It is a humorous memoir discussing four decades of filmmaking and includes an introduction by filmmaker John Waters
12 A.D. – Caligula was the popular nickname of Gaius Julius Caesar Augustus Germanicus, Roman emperor from 37 AD to 41 AD. Caligula was a member of the Julio-Claudian dynasty. Caligula's father Germanicus, the nephew and adopted son of Emperor Tiberius, was a very successful general and one of Rome's most beloved public figures. The young Gaius earned the nickname Caligula (meaning "little soldier's boot", the diminutive form of caliga, hob-nailed military boot) from his father's soldiers while accompanying him during his campaigns in Germania.
When Germanicus died at Antioch in 19 AD, his wife Agrippina the Elder returned to Rome with her six children where she became entangled in an increasingly bitter feud with Tiberius. This conflict eventually led to the destruction of her family, with Caligula as the sole male survivor. Unscathed by the deadly intrigues, Caligula accepted the invitation to join the emperor on the island of Capri in 31 AD, where Tiberius himself had withdrawn five years earlier. With the death of Tiberius in 37 AD, Caligula succeeded his great uncle and adoptive grandfather.
There are few surviving sources on Caligula's reign, although he is described as a noble and moderate ruler during the first six months of his rule. After this, the sources focus upon his cruelty, sadism, extravagance, and intense sexual perversity, presenting him as an insane tyrant. While the reliability of these sources has increasingly been called into question, it is known that during his brief reign, Caligula worked to increase the unconstrained personal power of the emperor. He directed much of his attention to ambitious construction projects and notoriously luxurious dwellings for himself. However, he initiated the construction of two new aqueducts in Rome: the Aqua Claudia and the Anio Novus. During his reign, the Empire annexed the Kingdom of Mauretania and made it into a province.
Philo of Alexandria and Seneca the Younger describe Caligula as an insane emperor who was self-absorbed, angry, killed on a whim, and indulged in too much spending and sex. He is accused of sleeping with other men's wives and bragging about it, killing for mere amusement, and wanting a statue of himself erected in the Temple of Jerusalem for his worship. Once, at some games at which he was presiding, he ordered his guards to throw an entire section of the crowd into the arena during intermission to be eaten by animals because there were no criminals to be prosecuted and he was bored.
While repeating the earlier stories, the later sources of Suetonius and Cassius Dio provide additional tales of insanity. They accuse Caligula of incest with his sisters, Agrippina the Younger, Drusilla, and Livilla, and say he prostituted them to other men. They state he sent troops on illogical military exercises, turned the palace into a brothel, and, most famously, planned or promised to make his horse, Incitatus, a consul, and actually appointed him a priest.
He assassinated at the Palatine Games by his own officers after a reign of only four years. He was noted for his madness and cruelty including arbitrary murder. His taste in men was far-reaching. In fact, his taste for anything sexual, male, female, relative, or animal seems far-reaching. One of his playmates was a priest who he enjoyed screwing in public at religious events. He forced his officers into regular sex bouts. He is reported to have made them kiss his penis in public.
In early 41 AD, Caligula became the first Roman emperor to be assassinated, the result of a conspiracy involving officers of the Praetorian Guard, as well as members of the Roman Senate and of the imperial court. The conspirators' attempt to use the opportunity to restore the Roman Republic was thwarted: on the same day the Praetorian Guard declared Caligula's uncle Claudius emperor in his place.
1922 – André Baudry (d.2018), as leader of the French homophile movement from the early 1950s into the 1980s, was the principal spokesman for homosexuals in France before the rise of gay liberation in the 1970s. Born in Rethonde, France, on August 22, 1922, Baudry grew up in Senlis, where his father was a notary. After the death of his mother, Baudry, then eight years old, was sent to a Jesuit-run boarding school in Laval. He came down with tuberculosis soon after graduation and spent the first years of World War II in hospital and then in a sanatorium in eastern France. Baudry entered the Roman Catholic seminary at Versailles in 1943, but abandoned his plans for the priesthood in late 1945 or early 1946 because of what he considered an irreconcilable conflict between his religious vocation and his homosexuality. He went on to teach philosophy in a Catholic private school in Paris until the mid-1950s.
In 1946, Baudry began frequenting a circle of conservative Catholic homosexual writers that included Roger Peyrefitte, André du Dognon, and Jacques de Ricaumont. Ricaumont introduced Baudry to the Swiss homophile review Der Kreis (The Circle). He became its French correspondent in 1951 under the pseudonym André Romane. The homophile movement, which was international in scope, disliked the term "homosexual" because it seemed to stress sex over love, whereas "homophile," as Baudry observed, more broadly "designates those persons who can find their erotic fulfilment (... physical, psychological, emotional and intellectual) only with another person of the same sex."
Baudry began holding meetings of Der Kreis's Paris subscribers in his apartment. In January 1954, he launched his own monthly periodical, named Arcadie after the mythical Ancient Greek paradise peopled by happy shepherds. Arcadie contained short works of fiction, as well as scientific, literary, and historical articles that focused on (and defended) homosexuality. Despite the review's austere tone and drab appearance (with no illustrations), the government banned its sale at newsstands; and in 1956 the courts fined Baudry forty thousand francs for offending morals.
Baudry's 'Arcadie' Magazine
Arcadie nonetheless survived and eventually reached ten thousand subscribers throughout France and perhaps three or four times as many readers. Baudry also sent free copies to politicians, magistrates, doctors, and clergymen, in hopes of changing their negative attitude toward homosexuality.
In 1957 Baudry founded a homophile association, Clespala (Club Littéraire et Scientifique des Pays Latins, or Literary and Scientific Club of the Latin Countries), often also called "Arcadie" for short, headquartered in Paris, first on the rue Béranger, then on the rue du Château-d'Eau from 1969. The club held weekend dances for members (overwhelmingly male) and sponsored occasional banquets, cultural activities, and conferences. Once a month, Baudry addressed those members present in the clubhouse with his "Word of the Month," a speech that some sarcastically called a "sermon" because of Baudry's preachiness.
Baudry once said: "I was a happy, well-adjusted homophile; in any case I had never been ... a complicated, tortured, traumatized, and anxious homosexual worried by the anathema of the Church, by the family or by my surroundings." He wanted other homosexuals to accept themselves in the same way and live happy, full, and productive lives.
Baudry eschewed political agitation and demonstrations for equal rights, because, as one Arcadian put it, "we [homosexuals] are a minority and always will be a minority. The only policy possible for us is to educate intelligent people ... They are the ones who, little by little, shape public opinion." By the late 1970s, this position seemed hopelessly outdated to the younger generation. France changed dramatically after the "May events" of 1968 and, as one of Baudry's critics commented, "Try talking about 'dignity' and 'morals' to the children of the barricades and of the permissive society!" French gay liberationists of the 1970s were left-wing radicals, who tried to advance their cause through anti-establishment rhetoric, provocative behavior, and clamorous street demonstrations, all anathema to Baudry. Gay liberationists returned his contempt, and (paraphrasing Karl Marx) declared that "Arcadie is the opium of the homosexuals."
In the 1970s, as homosexuality came into the open in France, Baudry (who was an eloquent speaker) appeared frequently on radio and television and gave numerous interviews to the press, but he declined to work with other gay groups.
In 1982, Baudry abruptly ceased publication of Arcadie, closed down Clespala, and retired with his life partner, Giuseppe Adamo (who had worked as barman in the club), to the latter's native village near Naples, Italy. He died there in 2018.
1969 – Andrew Cunanan (d.1997) was an American spree killer who murdered at least five people, including fashion designer Gianni Versace, during a three-month period in 1997, ending with his own suicide, at age 27.
At school, Cunanan was remembered as being bright and very talkative, testing with an I.Q. of 147. As a teenager, he developed a reputation as a prolific liar given to telling fantastic tales about his family and personal life. He was also adept at changing his appearance according to what he felt was most attractive at a given moment.
After dropping out of college, he settled in the Castro District of San Francisco. While there, he frequented high-class gay bars and prostituted himself to wealthy older men.
When Cunanan was 19, his mother learned of Cunanan's homosexuality. During an ensuing argument, he threw her against a wall, dislocating her shoulder.
Before the murders, Cunanan was involved in petty theft and drug dealing.
Friends in San Diego, where he lived prior to the spree, felt he had some sort of break down after being rejected by his lover and his best friend. His friends attended an extravagant going away party for him when he said he was moving to San Francisco. He didn't go to San Francisco, though. He bought a one-way ticket to Minneapolis, where he stayed with a former lover, David Madson, 33. He arranged a fling with an old friend, Jeffrey Trail.
His friend Jeffrey Trail was his first murder in a three-month killing spree beginning April 27, 1997, in Minneapolis, Minnesota. Trail's body, with his head bashed in, was found wrapped in a rug in Madson's loft on April 29th. The second victim, architect David Madson, was killed May 2, 1997. His body, with a single shot to the head, was found four days later about 60 miles north of Minneapolis. Cunanan then drove to Chicago to kill Lee Miglin, 72, a real-estate developer, with a saw blade and pruning shears on May 4. The fourth victim, William Reese, 45, a cemetery caretaker, was killed for his car on May 9, 1997. Reese was killed by a single shot to the head with a .40-caliber Taurus. Cunanan then hid in Miami Beach, Florida, for months before the fifth murder. July 15, 1997, Andrew Cunanan, the 27-year-old multi-murderer, shot and killed Gianni Versace on his front steps in Miami Beach, Florida, U.S as he was returning home after a morning walk.
On July 23, 1997, eight days after murdering Versace, Cunanan shot himself in the mouth in the upstairs bedroom of a Miami houseboat. He used the same gun he had used to commit the other murders, a Taurus PT100 semi-automatic pistol in .40 S&W caliber, which had been stolen from the first victim, Jeff Trail.
His motivations remain a mystery. Various theories include jealousy for Versace's role as a "gay icon", as well as necessity and opportunity in some of the other murders.Cunanan was portrayed by Shane Perdue in the film The Versace Murder (1998), Jonathan Trent in the film Murder in Fashion (2009), Luke Morrison in the television film House of Versace (2013), and Darren Criss in The Assassination of Gianni Versace (2018), the second season of the television series American Crime Story.
2001 – The Canadian Human Rights tribunal rules in favor of prisons respecting sex reassignment.
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reasons why my ghoulies have their individual (and they're all complete, nyehehe.) kakujas and the what the fuck do they look like, let's fuckin GO.
ren: his kakuja's appearance resembles a long, spindly figure (every single limb of his is elongated, including the neck.) wrapped in thick bandages with seemingly no end and no beginning. think, maybe, of the "black ghosts" from ajin-- he's about twice his height whilst in kakuja form and is in full control of both himself and his kagune while maintaining it. acquired from eating any ghoul he decided was "too annoying" or just because he was hungry; there wasn't really any desire within him to become stronger (why do that when you already are?) or anything of the sort. moreover, he eats ghouls as something of a powerplay, which could butt heads with the aforementioned idea but, y'know-- semantics smemantics. whilst in kakuja, additionally, he can sprout several spiderlike-legs out from his back that increases his speed and power exponentially. his voice, too, retains its usual nasally tone but has a tendency to drag on and on, like a tape recorder that's been fed a bad tape or a vhs tape that's been rewound way too many times it's start to go "wrong". he's an honest to god nightmare to deal with, truth be told.
yori: think of dark souls knights. ok. now, think of the dark souls knights that are, like, fifty feet taller than the player character. that's generally the gist of yori's kakuja's appearance; it's a full-plate of armor, allowing for him to withstand a, laughably so, shit ton of damage before, finally, falling. i wanna say that the armor itself isn't necessarily bulky nor does it look bulky-- more-so, it's somewhat formfitting and comes with its very own shield! and cape. because capes are cool. yori, while being a very loud and vocal hater of ghoul meat (it tastes foul! bleck!), decided to commit to the bit and develop a kakuja for one reason: to be able to protect his little prince, nori. this kakuja is focused on being defensive rather than being on the offense, but that isn't to say yori isn't capable of tearing shit up. because, god willing, he most certainly will if nori is threatened because, guess what, it also comes with a sword! how fun! retaining his sanity, yori's voice is mostly normal whilst in this form, but it has the tendency to... yell. he can get quite loud on seemingly random syllables for seemingly no reason.
jun: his kakuja is... strange in the sense that it might seem atypical to a lot-- it looks the most to a "wolf", but it's definitely taken heavy inspiration from the "big bad wolf" of little red riding hood fame-- or, well, in this case would it be infamy? who knows! in terms of size and overall appearance, jun's kakuja is... massive. that isn't to say it can dwarf buildings but, well, it can come close to it. that's why he's usually hunchbacking it when in kakuja mode. appearance-wise, it's a werewolf sort of thing (think of a mix of vicar amelia and cleric beast of bloodborne!) that is incredibly strong but, maybe, not as fast as he'd prefer. this is a kakuja that's focused purely on power rather than speed. a mere swing of the arm would be more than enough, in most scenarios, for him to incapacitate several investigators at once. or ghouls, if that's more your flavor. its story of acquiring is somewhat odd, as his family line caused him (and aimi.) to favor ghoul meat than to outright be disgusted by it. over time, he just developed one due to his dietary needs. he doesn't really talk while in this form. he communicates like a wild animal. don't let that fool you, though-- he's just as sane as everyone else on this list!
chiyo: this one is fun. mostly because it's chiyo's imagination running rampant and exposing the various predators she's come into contact with's "kinks"-- this kakuja is an overindulgence. its silhouette is meant to represent the "jessica rabbit"; itty-bitty waist with a big chest and ass, also known as "the perfect body type" to those that have no clue what an actual woman looks like. while jessica rabbit, as a character, represented that "appearances aren't everything" in a more... y'know "kind" way, chiyo's kakuja represents this idea in a very violent and downright on the nose way. out of the shadows, her face is concealed and replaced with a lamprey's mouth (ballerina from cabin in the woods vibes.) while the remainder of her body is covered, head to toe, with thick tendrils of "flesh". her arms and hands? big, meaty claws. her legs and feet? thin and very petite. her hair, as well, is kakuja-fied, morphed into actual tendrils that she can control at will in order to stab at anyone and thing at will. they're as sharp as knives and are more than capable of breaking through another ghoul's kagune and, potentially, kakuja if she tries hard enough. she gains her kakuja as means of wanting to protect her wife and her nephews, wondering if there'll be a day she'll ever get a chance of killing her sister's killer and giving him a taste of his own medicine. she fakes being insane for the sheer comedy but is, in fact, in full control of herself.
masao: just a fucked up looking oni kinda guy! instead of the one faces, he's got four faces-- all split up into their own, little heads facing left, straight, back, and, you guessed it, right. they're all functional and can talk at will, too, though the "straight" facing face is the dominant one. each face also has its very own set of long, protruding fangs from both the top and bottom of his gums, similar to that of a sabretooth tiger but worse. he also has two extra pairs of arms, both of which are grotesquely muscular that look, almost, like he could use them to propel himself forward like a gorilla or something-- wait, actually? yes. yes, he can in fact do that. this is a kakuja that's focused, once again, mostly on power and not at all in speed. what it lacks in speed, however, is its defensive capabilities; it's able of withstanding severe "damage" from an investigator's (and ghoul, while we're at it.) onslaught and shaking it off like a little bee sting. his kakuja enables him to be fully sentient (as expected.) but his voice retains a sort of "fakeness" to it, now. it sounds like it's in a perpetual "tunnel throat", even when speaking normally. many find this really weird and, perhaps, a bit disconcerting, especially when he laughs whilst kakuja-fied.
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hoo okay I can already tell this is gonna be long but manga thoughts!! i only read up to roughly 150 I think (Also hi hi I’m off anon! anxiety has been overcome >D<)
quick lil context of me even getting into this also! so my roomie and I have a tradition of watching really bad animes during finals weeks and this time my rookie suggested we watched black butler 2 (still so funny it’s just 2 not season two not book of ___ no. just two. Peak comedy) first half of that was laughably bad and then like ep 7 onward it was frustratingly good. Some bizarre pacing some bizzare writing choices but I liked it overall. anyways over winter break out of nowhere I got manga spoilers on my tiktok for Agni’s death and. It emotionally devastated me bc I loved him sm bc of the like one ep in 2 where he appeared. i told my roomie that and we decided to like actually watch the good parts of the anime so I could get a taste of the actual plot (and eventually we watched s1 lmao)
so yeah that bit didn’t impact me as much when I actually read it but 😭 Agni I miss you dearly you’re like one of the only people I’d trust to hold my drink in this series I KNOW you would take care of it and not spill anything. Also, I read the entire (post campania) manga while procrastinating studying for my organic chemistry exam bc chemistry is a pain in the ass and I didn’t want to look at it
right um. Other arcs. so the school arc has some BIZARRE pacing- (and i never got used to the just casually dropping the F word even if it was used iba like historical context) I was half skimming some of the pages bc I thought it was gonna be basically a fluff filler arc so that end caught me off guard- deffo enjoyed the soma content though! i sure hope he stays happy and nothing awful happens to make him stop smiling! hahah fuck.
Emerald witch arc is kinda funny to me. like yeah, okay queen of England, send this 13 (14?? I forgor) year old child to a different country to deal with werewolves. this isn’t even ur country girly what. Wolf and miss sullivan (can’t spell her first name) r fun characters I like their addition a lot. Could’ve done without the uh. weird scenes with sullivan but. whatever. (The scenes with finny taking care of ciel also were so sweet Omg I will cry- finny is probably one of my top 5 charas I love himmmmm he scares me tho )
that being said I fuckcking RECOGNIZED that shit was chemicals as soon as I saw that circle thing oh my FuckKING GOD. I literally put down my phone and stopped reading for a good while. I’m reading this manga to procrastinate my ochem I did not need it to insert itself like that >:’(((( it was good though I liked the arc a a lot (my roommate fucking burst out laughing when she saw me being angy and asked why.)
Sascha and Walmart will (sorry sir you are just not memorable) were cute! Hope we get more content of them in the future, or just more reaper lore. Please. I’m going insane all I want is lore (Also my roomie had already told me abt the reaper backstory so that didn’t rlly surprise me). Will and grell showing up for like one chapter was funny as hell, you know will was pissed bc that whole convo could’ve totally been an email or a pigeon or whatever. i missed them though so im not complaining
Idk what to call the next arc. the return of the school guys was… funny ig?? i have to be honest I kinda disconnect whenever they appear I just don’t really care for them 😭 the whole band group off was so funny though and the tonal whiplash was something I was NOT prepared for. It wasn’t as jarring as the paving of the school arc but like hWUH THATS A LOT OF PLOT AND BIG REVEALS HAPPENING REALLY FAST NOW-
love othello though. I’m a forensics chemistry major and I love the forensics part of it significantly more than chemistry so seeing a funny guy doing that is so very !!! ya :D also love the dynamic with Grelle. they’re both trans and besties you can’t change my mind- ALSO OTHELLO JUST . THROWING HIS SCYTGE AND THEN BIDING BEHIND GRELLE. Love him. ronnies still my fav dont get me wrong I am endeared with his talk-shit-while-getting-his-ass-beat mentality but othello is very close behind
wish we had more reaper lore . I would kill to know these guys backstories- Ronald and sascha seem so much you her compared to their coworkers it eats at my brain. sascha especially like aaaaaa kid what happened for you to end up here :(? MAN (also I could fight abt the reaper lore for so long. they don’t deserve this. this shits unfair. AGH…
i had more stuff that I wanted to say but forgot. sorry if this isn’t very understandable i just wrote as I thought of things- basically. reapers my beloved . I’m begging for lore please . soma my king I hope you’re okay. when will Ronald come back PLEASE he’s been gone since like campania 😭
BRO ROOMMATE ANON REVEAL!! i hope you dont mind me still using the roommate anon tag,,
agnis death def threw me off. i wasnt expecting yana to kill him off, especially after having him around for so long. that whole scene was very surprising. and yes i agree with you!! hes probably the most wholesome character in black butler next to some others like the phantomhive servants and soma.
i actually quite liked the school arc(and a lot of people in the fandom would agree w me)! but i get how you wouldnt. i personally was only mostly focusing since i just wanted to get back to grelle T^T.
i didnt really like emerald witch at first. i was mad when it had the honor of being the 100th chapter. but its grown on me since(n yeah those scenes were weird..).
i LOOOOVEEE SASCHA!!!!!! THEYRE SO CUTEEEEE X33333 they remind me of my best friend since they both have that same cheery vibe. like little guy is just making the best out of their afterlie and havin some genuine fun. i fw it. grelles outfit was also sooo hot in that chapter gaw dayum. i want a piece of that reaper PLEASE
you can call the return of the school guys the boy band arc. it was weird but i really enjoyed it.
i find it funny how everyone automatically says that othello is trans. one look at the silly science man provokes the Feeling.
trust me man, everyone wants more reaper lore. i am clawing at yanas feet and begging her to tell me what in the ever living fuck happened to grelle in her time as a human. WHAT THE FUCK KINDA LIVES DID THEY LIVE. WHAT DROVE THEM TO SUICIDE.
i understood everything you wrote, dw!! :3 im hoping soma is ok as well </3
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To the one anon, tbh I never read anywhere that meantions she has a fat ass, but she is mentioned to have a rocken set of tits by dirk who is a ass man.
An also I'd argue that she would be chubby, as she bakes all the time. Gotta taste the dough and the end products. Plus she is from suburbia. That and Roxy and her where using the fuck out of the portal guns/windows so you KNOW they where not walking anywhere.
Surprised no one called Dirk a creep for that. Even when he was doing Caliborn's art request, one of the things he drew was him copping a feel on Jane's boobs before Caliborn protested. The same Caliborn that people label him as a bad guy for toxic masculinity.
True that she would be chubby because she lived in a mostly sheltered life compared to Dirk, Roxy, and Jake to a degree because they are fighting for survival. But considering her sort of bitchy attitude, is she really the best representative for a fat person? It's about as laughable as people thinking Vriska is the best rep for transgender and we all know that belief is still ongoing today.
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Sorry if you don’t care about this kind of thing but I like your take on things and I need to say it somewhere. Like you may not agree with me but I am curious of your take on Mclaren.
I don’t think Mclaren are trying to sabotage Daniel in anyway. I want to make that clear as I don’t see how it would benefit them to do so. However, I have issue with how they represent Daniel online sometimes. Like Daniel apparently had issues with the rear of his car during yesterdays race… but this is only mentioned after the end of the race and on the Mclaren app. Most people don’t seem to know this or have only learnt it after someone mentioned this. I get every team has a favourite or number 1 driver, but that doesn’t mean defend one driver and not the other - obviously we could see Lando was sick and they explained it, but literally no mention of Daniel’s issue. It bothers me more especially with the amount of abuse I’m seeing him now get. after imola was disgusting and it seems to only be getting worse for what I’ve seen. And then they have the deleted tweet which, I don’t think was meant to come across badly, was in poor taste (not sure if you saw it, but it was a where’s Waldo thing but with Daniel but when he was behind Lando and out of points… considering the deleted it, they realised how in poor taste it was).
I’d like to point out, I do like Lando (my favourite British driver) and I have nothing against him, it’s more about the team rather than him.
I also don’t think he’s gelling with Mclaren - at least not that Tom guy from what the radio messages show who he needs to so maybe he needs a new race engineer… - so while I’d love Daniel to keep driving in f1 cause he’s a good driver, I’d rather he retire or go to another team than try and stay with them (likely he won’t after 2023 anyway considering Zak really wants an American f1 driver by the way its reported and he talked about it…). Just needed to say that somewhere as most people who criticise Mclaren on here are immediately assumed to be of the opinion that “mclaren hates Daniel” which isn’t try - some people just have genuine questions about some of there actions.
Ohh okay I like this!! I will be v honest i don’t get overly involved with the drama at other teams, im a Red Bull girl they are who I’ll defend but I have been seeing the drama surrounding Mclaren.
So personally I agree, they aren’t sabotaging Daniel BUT they are also not giving him good strategies. I mean his strategy in Miami was laughable and also his quali strategies make v much no sense. I don’t like the little comments being made about Daniel from Andreas which there has apparently been a few little bad comments made. I didn’t even know Daniel had issues with the car and the fact they waited till the end to let people know is ridiculous. I have seen the abuse Daniel gets, its vile and awful and people need to realize there is only so much he can do with a car he isn’t vibing with.
I do like Lando and like you he is my favorite British driver, I think he is the driver in the team who is getting the preferred strategies ONLY because last season he really excelled in that car. I don’t like Tom at all, I don’t think he is in anyway a good engineer for Daniel but I think Daniel feels somewhat good at Mclaren and I genuinely would not see the point of them sabotaging Daniel. Every single team has a number 1 and number 2, with Mclaren they aren’t wanting Daniel out if the points each weekend…and yes maybe they are giving Lando the number 1 preferred strategies but it means nothing to them if Daniel cant get in the points, so I couldn’t see why they would sabotage him?? But they aren’t giving him good ones…and I really don’t know why unless it just them genuinely fucking up….
Honestly I think next season is Daniels last,…I don’t know where he could go and who would want him…
#anon💜#sorry I was at work lol#also sorry its long#also I will answer anything#don’t be sorry🧡🧡#i don’t like Zak at all#but I don’t think they would#spend all this money#just for Daniel to be outta the points#at this point Daniel is the no.2#so Lando gets the better strategies#but they aren’t sabotaging Daniel#just not doing great#lots of love honey🧡🧡
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Okay, ship tag with Harry is going to be #HereForTheBrews. I'm still working on one for Kim, which will be platonic, potentially queerplatonic.
My insert is Malachy, a barista in a coffee shop in Martinaise. I want to be cute and call it the Swery Café; but I'm not attached to the name yet.
In game, the café would be available to visit after finding mention of it through interaction with objects and a few dialogue options with Union members. Malachy would be polite to Harry and if he makes a Formidable Empathy check, he can see that they are familiar with him and are happy to see he's alive.
If he brings this fact up, they tell him that they have interacted before when he was quite hungover and requested a coffee. He even went so far to ask if they could make an Ubi Coffee (alcoholic beverage). They do not carry liquor and he cried about it. Tears wiped, he drank the coffee and it tasted so good he cried a second time.
He tipped them way too much before leaving.
There is an option to apologize for the occurence, nod in understanding, ask if they carry liquor now, or double-down on saying they should carry it because that's a great business opportunity.
After this he can ask if they have heard anything about the murder or if they hear anything from patrons. Either way, they can answer the questions. Any time Harry gets new information he can come back and ask if they have more details on the matter.
He can also purchase drinks or food to help with morale and health, depending.
Completing the Homo-sexual Underground thought unlocks the option to ask them on a date. He laughs and says he's not opposed to the idea- what does Harry have in mind ?
Nothing. He has no idea what they even like outside of bits they've told him.
With that said, they tell him they like hiking and long walks; so he offers a special tour of Matinaise where he can tell them everything he's found and learned.
They say yes. What is told during the date is dependent on how much the player has done and what routes they have gone on. He may re-enact scenarios if mentioned in the conversation. They will also comment on local wildlife if his Perception is high enough to see or hear the subjects. If he is in the Sorry Cop internalized route and has gone on other dates, he can apologize and say he's seeing other people too. They take zero issue in multiple partners and express they don't date cops anyway. Some of the statistics may chime in that their dress, mannerisms, or anecdotes suggest they are anti-authority. Certain ones will say they are dressed "pretty punk-rock".
Specific areas can trigger them taking a smoke break. If Harry is holding cigarettes, he may join them. He can also offer held alcohol and drugs of which they decline. With alcohol specifically they say they have one monthly cocktail and nothing more. If the date is going okay, they might teasingly remark about drinking with him if he has an Ubi Coffee.
The outcome of the date is either laughably bad but memorable or invigorating and charming. Harry has the option to ask to hug or kiss them, but only after they assert boundaries. Kissing requires a Heroic Suggestion check.
They smell like leather and patchouli. They taste like strong black tea and even stronger breath mints. Legendary Perception check success: the cinnamon kind in the tins they sell at the shops.
If it goes well, they suggest doing it another time- if he finds anything new and interesting. Subsequent dates he can apologize for dating other people if he hasn't already and get the same response.
At the end of the case he can quit being a cop. He brings up the fact that he might have a new kind of partner following the decision and tells Kim they should grab coffee now that it's done.
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