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sanctaignorantia · 4 months

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Analysis, theories, spoilers and a bit of hate (maybe).

Sorry for the long text, I really can't control myself and if you start to hate me after it, well… I'm not sorry, but it's my opinion so I want to make it clear that, because it's my opinion, it's only up to me and if you agree, ok. But if you don't, just ignore it.

Let's go!

I was thinking recently about the way the series used Rashid who was an extremely small character in the book 'Blood and Gold' and then put him there as a name that Armand hides behind and then now, in the second season, we'll really get to know him. But for those who don't know, Rashid is one of Eudoxia's servants who appears in the book 'Blood and Gold' and just like Eudoxia he is extremely young ( circa 14-15 years old). Eudoxia was turned at the same age and then decided to create vampires just like her, she had them turn others because she always wanted to know what was going on in their minds. Marius ends up destroying her. Knowing this, I'm trying to conclude that perhaps the series won't use Eudoxia in the same way as the book did and therefore this part of Marius' story might not exist, or perhaps she'll arrive at a different age, in different circumstances (but I wish it didn't exist because that would automatically eliminate Zenobia and leave Avicus and Mael to live happily :D).

In short, Rashid was adapted differently, but the same. He doesn't have the same age and isn't connected to the same characters (as far as we know), but he continues to serve (this time for Armand).

Which makes me think of other possibilities.

When we think of adaptation, we automatically want the new media to be an exact copy of the original, but that doesn't always work. The story of the books "works" (or should work hahahaha) in the books and bringing it 100% faithfully to the series could be exhausting, especially when we're talking about a universe full of characters (with the vast majority of them being basically useless).

I keep coming back to this thought because I basically prefer the way the story is being told in the series to the way it is told in the books. I've read them all (except the crossover, no thanks) and now I keep creating these scenarios in my head, but let's get directly to the point.

For those of you who have read the 'Prince Lestat' trilogy, you know that the author simply decided to reboot the universe (as if this wasn't already done naturally with the inconsistencies and divergences in the books). And one of the things that made me very angry was what happened to Memnoch…

He first arrives as a demon or demonic creature who seduces Lestat and takes him on an intense and crazy journey through space and time, revealing a LOT of truth about a lot of things and for those who liked the spiritual vibe of the books, I think the book is a real treat, because it adds very much to the mythology of the universe in that respect. And we even find out a bit more about Amel. But then, when the book ends, we simply discover that Memnoch, just like any other malicious creature, has perfectly fooled Lestat (because our rockstar is very dumb). In conclusion, the book becomes a pit of useless information because you can't determine whether everything that has been revealed and contacted is really true…

Time passes and it becomes more and more something that is forgotten, until the author brings it back in the final trilogy, putting it into the mouths of the Replimoids (creatures and characters that nobody asked for) who end up saying, but without being very sure, because nobody in this universe is sure of anything, that perhaps Memnoch was Maxym, a Replimoid from the "Amel Era" in Atalantaya!

And don't worry, because the narrative about it gets so exhausting and big that you can't fix it in your mind, here's the quote:

As the author likes to do, you finish the trilogy and Memnoch has been forgotten again. This Replimoid shit to turn Amel into an innocent, lost and misunderstood child becomes so great that fuck the devil spirit.

Which, returning to the question of adaptation, makes me wonder what they could bring to the series. They bought all the books, right? That included the fucking Replimoid thing, I'm so sorry…

But then… The Replimoids have been on Earth for 12 thousand years… Much longer than any vampire soul, they are immortal, do not age and reproduce in an extremely uncontrolled way… If you have read the final books you know that a Replimoid is a great opponent for a vampire and they are so poorly used in the books, hmm… If we have Maxym who were one of them and became so spiteful and vengeful to the point of doing what he does to Lestat under the name Memnoch, because doesn't it say in the adaptation that they will come (finally and gloriously) as a true opponent against the vampires?

"Oh my god… But Amel was a Replimoid too!" - Wrong!

He's a mutated human, fuck that Replimoid thing with Amel. He has a human body, a human soul and he suffered on earth and in space (at the hands of other creatures) to have the end he did and become what he became (Oh poor thing, let's feed him - fuck him!) The author (IN MY OPINION, WHICH IS WORTH NOTHING, YOU KNOW) doesn't know how to develop villains or creatures that should serve as opponents for vampires, I don't think this is very well constructed in the universe and it makes me think that maybe I don't have patience to watch Akasha be adapted because she is a mediocre villain. Good luck to Rolin and the writers…

But back to Maxym and the Replimoid business… If they've been on Earth for more than 12 years and are immortal, nothing stops them from walking freely under any identity, after all, vampires do that too… Hmmm~ When I read Memnoch I thought: he's very smart, although he doesn't need much to fool Lestat, but it made me seem like a lot of Les's journey had been paved by Memnoch, that a lot of decisions Lestat made were under Memenoch's influence, so look how much power Memenoch has it!

We later discover that Amel also has a certain power of influence because he is what he is, that spirit at the center of the great web, the great brain that drives the vampires' existence.

And here I make a parenthesis because the introduction of this new race serves no purpose, you spend a long chapter reading Kapetria say about them and in the end no useful answer is answered:

How did Amel become such a spiteful spirit?

Because, when, how does he start to feed on blood if previously as a human he didn't need it?

Was it some spiritual influence that transformed him into this terrible being?

WHY IS SUDDENLY EVERYONE BEING GOOD WITH HIM??????? The guy killed several vampires indiscriminately, he was a huge threat and he convinces Rhosh to do what he does and he gets away with it???? Geez…

And if we have Maxym as a Replimoid walking on earth for 12,000 years being as bad as I want him to be, who's to say that he hasn't already crossed the path of another vampire, or that he's going to do so soon? And why do I say that? Because we have Filip playing this Maxim in the second season.

It's written differently, I know, but I don't think a change like that would bring disgrace to such a character, let's be honest…

-> Filip Finkelstejn as Maxim

And this has an almost 100% chance of being totally different when it comes out, I understand that, but if they put Fareed early in season 1, what's stopping them from inserting the Replimoids as well? What's to stop them from summarizing characters and saving space and time like they did with Rashid and still maintaining their purpose? And WHAT IF Maxym will be there to try and pave the way for Louis because the easiest way to get to Lestat is and always will be through Louis?

I'll let you guys think about it…

#maxym #maxim #replimoid #prince lestat era #lestat #louis #iwtv s2 #iwtv theory #iwtv #interview with the vampire #vampire chronicles #memnoch #i love being an idiot D:

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visionaxry · 3 years

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TOP 10 TV SHOWS I WATCHED IN 2020

1. Dear White People

This show goes on the top tier of my favorite shows ever. It’s been around since 2017 (after the eponymous movie of 2014) but only this year I finally got the chance to watch it. Truly one of the best written shows I’ve ever seen, with such compelling characters and story. While I love to watch series with hard hitting social topics, it’s usually very emotionally exhausting for me. However, DWP manages to balance the gravity of its plot with a bright outlook. Besides, I always love to see different characters’ perspectives so the format of DWP is extremely engaging.

2. Grand Army

Grand Army is not your typical teen drama. It’s very raw and real. Five protagonists pull you into the story, and whether you hate them or love them, they don’t let you go. All characters feel like actual people you could know in real life. The show talks about racism, terrorism, sexual assault, white feminism, poverty, homophobia, bullying and more. I also love the way the show uses phones and social media, which you rarely get to see in teen shows. It doesn’t feel glossy or over dramatic. It does get graphic and dark, but it makes you care about the fate of its characters. Here, we also get to see five different perspectives. That and the rawness reminded me of SKAM, although GA is way less cheerful. It could also be compared to Euphoria with it’s portrayal of real issues, but I feel like GA hits the spot much better (and has more diversity).

Finding out that the creator is racist, upon finishing the binge, left me shocked and quite conflicted. I hope they will change the showrunner for season 2 (if it gets renewed).

3. The Great

I’m not much of a period drama fan but this one’s no typical historical shows. It plays around historical figures, but you shouldn’t take that too seriously, just like the show itself. It’s a great (haha get it) fun to watch. The combination of comedy with the actual life or death peril creates a unique experience. Each episode the tables turn, you feel both, betrayed and enticed. Not to mention, Elle Fanning and Nicholas Hoult’s chemistry and performances are phenomenal. Overall, it feels like a strawberry blew up in your mouth (take it however you want).

4. Dickinson

Dickinson is similar to The Great in a sense of historical accuracy. And I’m grateful for it, because seeing the 19th century nobility twerking at a party was something that brought me an immense amount of joy. Of course, you get to see Emily Dickinson’s poetic and original inner world, which is handled quite creatively.

5. The Queen’s Gambit

This is just a very well written, portrayed and produced story. Even if you feel like it wouldn’t be your cup of tea (I mean a period piece about chess? Come on), chances are once you put the show, you won’t be able to stop. It’s a limited series with a star struck cast which pretty much reads like a prolonged film. It’s also pretty suitable to watch with your family, if usually you struggle to find a common interest.

6. Julie and the Phantoms

This show certainly exceeded everyone’s expectations. It may seem like a typical kids show, but it’s smart, deep and entertaining. The music is incredible and it’s impossible not to fall in love with characters. Also, here’s the proof that your show doesn’t need to have graphic scenes and oversexualized underaged characters to be good.

7. Saved By the Bell: the reboot

So I didn’t watch the original show, but the reboot caught my attention mostly because of Josie Totah, and because the vibe of the show just felt like something I would like. And I was absolutely right. Perhaps it’s not everyone’s cup of tea (and what is?) but to me it’s hilarious. A sort of heart-warming witty little show with gen z humor and interesting diverse characters. Definitely my new comfort show. And Lexi’s my queen.

8. Outer Banks

Released during self-isolation it became a way for the viewers to live vicariously through the risky outdoor adventures. Perhaps, that’s why it’s such a hit and a bit overrated. Don’t get me wrong, I really liked (why do you think it’s on this list). It’s not an outstanding show, might be cheesy and raise some questions (like how can they all be teenagers looking like that?) but it’s entertaining and engaging, and sometimes that’s all you need.

9. I am not okay with this

Let’s take a moment of silence for this amazing show being cancelled. Do you like Teotfw or Stranger Things, or better yet both? This show’s for you! It’s unique, dynamic, feels like you’re reading a comic book. Has a certain mystery to it and its own distinct voice. It also feels retro and nostalgic, even though it’s set in modern day.

10. Love, Victor [SPOILERS]

There’s a lot of things I wish I could change about the show to make it better: For starters, more representation. I mean you’re making a show, not exclusively, but primarily for the lgbtq+ community and you only have two main gay characters? What’s that about? There are so many possibilities to make other characters not straight. E.g. Mia and Lake could be couple goals, Pilar being bi, Andrew – definite bi energy. Secondly, the cheating trope is so exhausting and overdone in gay storylines. It doesn’t add drama, it just makes the couple and the characters hard to root for. Also, making the love interest so obvious was so underwhelming after everything we went through in Love, Simon. I was kind of hoping for a surprise love interest until the end.

Regardless of all that, no matter how far from teenage reality this show is, it was cute. And even though I rooted for the secondary characters way more than the main one, I’m still excited to see what they come up with for S2.

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momosandlemonsoda · 3 years

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get to know me meme

tagged by @xcziel (thank you!!)

Part I

name: I’m a fandom old and I don’t use my real name, but on most platforms I’m afrikate, from which you can guess part of my real name. When I got a tumblr I wanted something different, so I’m momosandlemonsoda. At the time I was traveling to Nepal a lot for work and momos and lemon soda was one of my comfort meals.

rest behind a cut because it got long!

pronouns: she/her

star sign: I’m a pisces but I don’t really line up with most of the characteristics so, ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

height: 5'5" (165.1cm)

time: 7:18pm

birthday: end of February

nationality: american

fave bands/groups/solo artists: I don’t listen to a lot of music these days, though I’ve been through a Hamilton obsession in recent years and also loved Blackpink’s The Album. My love was 90s alternative rock, all the Brit-pop emo bands and folks like REM and the Violent Femmes. But I also love rocking out to 80s hair bands.

song stuck in your head: at any given time, probably one of the Daniel Tiger songs, sadly.

last movie you watched: I have been rewatching one of my comfort movies, The Sound of Music, in an attempt to move my kid on from animated movies a bit. So far, she’s not biting, but I find it soothing to sing along.

last show you binged: I can’t really binge adult shows--at most I generally can watch a couple episodes in the evenings. But I made my way through Sha Hai as fast as I could-- for all that The Lost Tomb Reboot holds my heart, I think Sha Hai might objectively be the best of the Tomb shows-- given plotting, production values, and the story itself. I’m making my way through Ultimate Note now, but I’m finding it slow going.

when you created your blog: I honestly can’t remember. 2011-12? Maybe? When did Teen Wolf happen?

the last thing you googled: I have no idea-- my brain is not retaining information well these days.

other blogs: I have an old skool DW and a twitter that’s locked down, but my fannish interaction is mostly confined to tumblr these days.

why i chose my url: I explained it above--I was deep in travel to Nepal at the time. Mmm… now I want momos...

how many people are you following: 224

how many followers do you have: 72

average hours of sleep: Oh god, I wish it were 7-8 hours a night. Right now, it’s probably more like 5-6 and I am feeling it.

lucky numbers: 8

instruments: long ago and far away I played viola, but I gave it up in college.

what i'm currently wearing: skinny jeans, a tunic top, and my hair is too long so it’s pulled back.

dream job: HA. HA. HA. Right now, I fantasize about owning a yarn shop / cafe / ice cream shop with my friends. We joke that we’ll run away to an island and open a store. That’s… not really likely or feasible. Once upon a time I would have said my current job is my dream job, but younger me really didn’t understand what she was signing up for.

dream trip: my current fantasy is to be in business class on one of the Gulf airlines, eating warm nuts and drinking champagne. I don’t even want to arrive anywhere, I just want to be on a plane forever. But when I get past my intense desire to be alone, I would like to go to the beach with a group of friends in a rented villa and not have to do anything at all for a couple of weeks.

fave food: too many to name. Sushi, for starters.

top three fictional universe you'd like to live in: I can’t think of any, honestly. What makes for a good story sounds exhausting to live in, and our current reality is enough (too much, really) for me.

Part II

last song: My Favorite Things from The Sound of Music

last movielast stream: I don’t watch streams.

currently reading: I started the first Mercenary Librarians book, Deal with the Devil by Kit Rocha, but I have kind of stalled out on reading a book, even with a guaranteed happy ending (it’s a romance)

currently watching: Ultimate Note, which is a tonal 180 from Sha Hai and Reboot, but better than TLT2. I miss surfer!Pangzi, who is the spiritual predecessor to best!Pangzi, but I do think that UN!Wu Xie is better than twink!Wu Xie. I also am glad to never have to see the bickering tree ever again. I would like to watch lots of different c-dramas and bl shows, but given my extremely limited free time, ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

what is antipoetry to you: is anti-poetry a thing? Or is this just like the opposite of poetry? I have no idea.

currently craving: to be alone. No one waking me up in the morning (even the cat). No one demanding something or needing help or having a crisis only I can solve. Just me and books and wifi.

tagging @uschickens and anyone who wants to! I hope no one feels obligated, though. Do whatever makes you happy!

#meme #get to know me meme #this was fun #thanks for the tag!

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deanirae · 3 years

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Can you get it inside your head I’m tired of dancing?

post 8.07 pre 8.08] crack/angst past turned unrequited deancas, implied deanbenny 2,4k [x]

The sun, also currently known as bitch, has got some serious nerve to sit where it always does, not upside down and nine miles to the left as it frankly should on this memorable fuckhat day. Where is the End of Days when it's really called for? When it should be really nigh?

Dean flips the front mirror panel down not to have to deal with at least that one disappointment. He can still see Cas's half-constipated, half-abandoned and kicked in its fluffy ass puppy face in the mercilessly annoying reflection. The obvious choice would be to not grace it with anything right now, but A – he's the one driving so his eyes can't wander off pretty far, especially in the barely sunlit grayness – and B – on his left, Sam is currently roleplaying a twelve year old girl that has her big emotional introspection accompanied by listening to Sarah McLahlan because her mean parents wouldn't let her buy ebola from the internet. Or something.

Point is, he's three hours into ostentatiously moping, trying to quietly terrorize Dean into making peace with Cas on the fly so it won't be awkward and problematique for him anymore. To Sam, Dean is just too inconvenient anytime he's inconvenient. And that, by order of nature herself, demands immediate and final stopping and ballot recounting also.

And Dean's point is, that it's not gonna happen anytime soon.

And Cas's point – assuming he’s still remotely capable of making those – seems to be dead-set on that 50:50 face thing. And Dean regrets briefly glancing; with more or less the same intensity he regrets his whole life on the crap weather days his bones hurt harder than it should be legal.

Sam, in his hemhorroidal disturbance, reaches out to the tape deck and attempts to put anything on, but Dean feels like exactly zero of his tapes right now, so he swats Sam's hand off with a loud smack. Judging from the faces he gets for that, it's gotta be resonating in their heads a lot.

It's gonna be a long ride to Lousiana, way longer and more exhausting than the freshly puked from Purgatory one. In fact, the closer they get to Lafayette, the more tired he is and they won't start working the vetalas case until tomorrow night because apparently hanging around clubs on fridays is the new hanging downside of trees or whatever cool thing it was vetalas were doing before the rise of the all you can eat buffet of horny dicks certain they're gonna get reverse cowgirls for a two dollar drink. Or reverse cowboys. Fucking cheapskates. Some of them do have it coming. But in severe STDs, not in this.

In itself, waiting for the actual hunt really doesn't need to be a problem. It's just that Sam and Cas are fucked-bent on having it be one because—

“I said I'm going to stay with you and join you on hunts,” Cas finally snaps. „There's no need for this 'backup' as you call it, Dean.”

—Because that.

“Don't air quote it, man,” Dean mutters wearily, because of course Cas air quoted it.

“And there is absolutely no need for you to sleep in a vampire's camping truck when we have plenty of motels to pick from,” Cas rants on, zero deterred and plus ten determined, clearly not tuning into Dean's I don't wanna discuss that vibe.

Annnd because that too, yeah.

“Well I donno, I sure didn't want us to look like some sort of a hookup site for salvation army fashionistas threesome. You'll thank me later. Or you can do it now and shut up when you're done, how's that.”

“A vampire,” Sam interrupts his polished bitchface just to whine it out, which has to be peak brotherly care by his modern standards.

“You two asshats had no problem leaving me in vamp-vegas for a goddamn year,” Dean growls. “I am an adult adult and I need some me-time that isn't you time. And I'm gonna have awesome time while I'm at it. Sue me if that's a crime. Bother my lawyer.”

“You don’t have a lawyer”, says Sam.

“Aren’t you kind of a lawyer?” Dean remembers suddenly. “Or at least close enough for you two to bother each other and not me?”

“No, didn’t get to get there yet, thanks to you,” Sam mutters, also suddenly remembering the past life of his that was never meant to be.

“Oh, I’m sorry”, Dean whines. “Did I set your girlfriend on fire?”

“Fuck off.”

“I thought you missed me,” as if triggered by the word fuck, Cas drops the bomb with an evenness in his voice which hints at many things but Dean's brain is too stop-record screech to dissect them right now.

“What?” he blurts out, confused and affronted both.

“I thought you missed me,” Cas repeats, lower and harder like Dean's a stupid cat that won't spit out what it's chewing.

“Cas, I really don't wanna do this.”

“You kept praying to me to come back, Dean. After you were out of Purgatory. I heard you. Those were quite some prayers. Now you're putting yourself in real danger just to stay away from me. I don’t understand.”

Sam just stares at Dean, the always most helpful thing on the planet that he is. Thanks, Sam. Dean stares at the road. Cas stares daggers through the back of Dean's head. Poor Baby can't just leave this situation so she just keeps on rollin’. Nobody wins that day.

“That was before you told me you were lying your ass off just to kick me out last minute. Your subscription for my prayers and personal Jesus license have now expired, by the way. Like, the fuck does talking to you even do?”

“Fine!” Castiel snaps, so close to throwing his hands in the air for a grand effect but luckily thinking better of it since he's in a car that has a roof among other things. “I understand that you're angry—” he tries to start over, calmer, after a self-collecting breath.

“No, you don't,” Dean mutters.

“But you can't risk your life in the stupidest available way just to get back at me, Dean. Not after everything I've done to make sure you come back safe.”

Well at least he didn't include Sam in that „saving” part.

“You were there, man. You know Benny never double crossed me or you. What the exact fuck is your problem with him?”

A very angry squint-frown precedes the actual answer.

“You were his ticket to Earth. Now your life doesn't hold the same value.”

“Thanks, Cas. That's really swee—”

“You know that's not what I meant, Dean,” Cas growls in a tone that's clearly a final warning.

So final even Sam and his high horse must have heard since he steps in to defuse Cas.

“Cas, I'm not a fan of saying it, but Benny isn't a threat to Dean. I think the guy is kinda trying to settle,” he offers.

Dean smiles a little bit.

“See, Cas?”

“But I'm worried he might have more vamps trying to take him down because he pissed off every fang that ever knew him and then some. This is actual danger, Dean.”

“What?!” Castiel explodes in unbridled rage.

“Sam, have you ever wondered where do snitches go after they die?”

“Dean, you know I'm serious.”

“Ditches,” Dean concludes.

“When exactly were you going to tell me this?” Castiel asks coldly. “After you get killed by vampire avengers?”

“They're all taken care of, Cas. No mean jokes this time. Relax.”

“With your Winchester luck? I doubt it.”

“Oh, come on. It's not like you wouldn't bring me back even if something did happen.”

“Yes, even twice because first I would have personally destroyed you for being so reckless.”

“I know you would.”

“Guys,” Sam tries to placate, “we should all calm down and rethink how to handle it safely. It's not a good time for some jilted lovers tiff”, he begs.

Dean frowns then makes mocking faces at him to communicate that he's being a fucking douche.

“You're a fucking jilted lovers tiff,” he decides.

“We had sex, Dean,” Castiel states accusatorily.

Little does he know, he just broke Sam beyond repair. Now that the cat is out of the bag, the only thing Dean can do is to straighten some things out.

“Once,” he says, raising a finger to accentuate his point. “Cas was sure we were gonna die in the morning. We didn't, but there never was a follow up on that, so,” Dean shrugs.

“You weren't interested.”

“Says you,” Dean huffs. “I’m sorry, do you know me? Being interested in sex is in my top five pasttimes. You behaved like a brick on the other hand and I don’t know how to read concrete.”

“I don’t want to be here, good fucking God,” Sam finally yelps after a successful reboot of his brain.

Dean’s pretty sure nobody wants to be in this car right now and the only goddamn thing that could potentially make him ‘special’ right now is the fact currently Sam’s probably the only person in the Impala who has not lain his mouth on Cas’s dick. Hopefully.

Funnily enough, Cas could easily poof out without lethal injuries, but he’s dead set on staying, judging from the frown on his face that looks like a stock market crash diagram.

“I didn’t exactly see you giving me any signs.”

And set on having this conversation.

“I’m not a cat, I don’t go into heats, Cas. Can we talk about it somewhere more private? Later? Cuz everybody here wants to fucking die right now.”

“Private?” Cas asks. “If you want privacy to talk then why do you refuse to book a room with me?”

“We don’t need to share a room to have a conversation. Unless what you want it to end with is getting back on track with that last night on Earth thing we had that one time.”

“Jesus Christ,” Sam cries.

“Grow up and stow your crap, Sam,” Cas says unexpectedly before Dean could even bother to serve anything in a similar note.

Dean is so thrown off his equilibrium by that he puts the car to an abrupt halt. Only because he’s too deeply wired to not crash the Impala into the first available so he won’t accidentally kill Sam.

That is, if Cas’s words haven’t obliterated him already. He glances at him, just in case. Speechless as holily commanded by the celestial – potentially horny – wrath from the back seat, but at least he’s still breathing.

“Um,” he says, because someone’s gotta, because he’s still the big brother in this demented equation. “Cas, what the fuck was that?”

“Should you, of all people, really need me to be this blunt – now that the worst affairs have been settled, we could pick up where we left off, and hopefully reach a mutual understanding regarding the nature of our relationship so that doubt no longer hinders you. If it’s still something that interests you, of course. Would that be clear and direct enough, Dean?”

Well, that was… long? Long enough citations are probably needed, but, uh, yeah. S’ gotta be addressed immediately or else.

“Cas, that was 2010 and we have 2012 now.”

“It was 2012 when you prayed to me in Purgatory and it was 2012 four days ago. Granted, your feelings towards me might be very complicated, but I still can sense and read your longing,” Cas says with a weary sigh.

“Stop smelling my longing,” Dean responds with a wearier one. “And I don’t have to explain myself to you.”

“But I should explain myself to you.”

“I’m real fed up with your explanations, you know that? And we don’t got time for that, either. We need to get to Lafayette because we got a case waiting to get solved.”

“It’s because he’s waiting there for you, isn’t it,” Cas says sadly; not a question. A statement.

Dean doesn’t need to respond. Doesn’t feel like it, too.

Yeah. It’s good to actually have someone waiting for you; someone there.

Maybe it’s not that complicated, after all. Maybe it doesn’t have to be.

Dean starts the car. He’s got a place to go to.

The sound apparently wakes Sam from his stupor. His bright idea of the day, he turns the radio on before the awkward silence can make the universe inside of the Impala collapse on itself and on all three of them. Too late for Dean to react now; might as well get a load of the weather report.

In the back seat, Cas flicks his wrist subtly and the monotone voice sharply cuts off into static for a moment and the frequency bar moves elsewhere on its’ – or rather, Cas’s – own. Some solitary synthesiser-made sounds drop one after another like tiny steps and Dean realizes he definitely has heard this song before at some point in his life as eighties one hit wonders ain’t no strangers to him. Oh well. Might as well not get any of the wea—

Looking from a window above, it’s like a story of love… Can you hear me?

Is he fucking kidding?!

Came back only yesterday, I’m moving farther away.... Want you near me…

“Are you fucking kidding?” Dean cries out, incredulous.

Tries to turn the radio off but it just won’t die.

All I needed was the love you gave— “You want melodramatic? I’ll give you melodramatic.” —All I needed for another day — Dean reaches out for his phone and starts typing angrily — and all I ever knew, only you.

He puts on good ol’ Fish and hopes it’s gonna be louder than Cas’s synth-pop loving. And starts driving towards where he wants to be cause he’s tired of dancing.

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dottie-wan-kenobi · 4 years

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They're sort of a fandom but Batfam!

thanks guys!!! this got so long omg, I’m so sorry dsjkfhdskajh

my favorite female character: CASSANDRA MFING CAIN. She is simultaneously one of the most badass characters I’ve ever had the pleasure of knowing about, while also being just……….so adorable. Like, I love that she can be the scariest and most competent Bat (she is absolutely 100000% the next Batman I do not take criticism) but also, she’s such a sweetheart. She really loves people (Steph and Duke especially so), she’s an amazing friend and sister, and she is just so authentically herself and does what she wants when she wants, and she works so hard for everything, and I just. Oh my god I love her so much.

my favorite male character: this is so difficult but I have to say Dick Grayson. I Must. He’s basically what started all of this!!! I mean yeah okay Bruce was first, but Robin/Dick is what made Batman interesting and was the first member of the batfam, the one that made it a real family. In addition to that, Dick is just??? So interesting?????? He was the first kid sidekick, he lead the Teen Titans teams, he’s always kind of existed in this place of being the lighthearted one with the Batfam, but the serious one in most other contexts. HE REBELLED FIRST. Nightwing is a fuck you to his dad!!!! I love that! Plus he’s beautiful and has some of the best love interests (I’m talking about Kory and Roy here folks). He’s imperfect and has such depth and I love him kdsjfhjkdshfah

my favorite book/season/etc: I actually really like all the stuff that comes after Bruce “dies”? Seeing them all struggle and fight with each other and everything is really interesting. I love Tim here especially, just bc he’s so fucked up and such a teenager. When characters seem to be having two totally different conversations are SO INTERESTING and that’s what was kind of happening here with Tim and Dick – Tim feels betrayed and hurt, Dick feels stressed and like Tim is ready to move on. And Damian is just an adorable little asshole ksdjfshkjhakjh

my favorite episode (if its a tv show) issue: look I’m a sucker for Dick & Jason feels and I really enjoyed their moments (however few there are) in NTT/Tales of The Teen Titans/etc. They’re pretty small but so cute – it’s really nice to see them trying to figure out how to be brothers!!

my favorite cast member: David Mazouz!!!! Perfect perfect perfect Bruce. I also did like Batfleck, more for the look of exhausted 40 year old man than the story/characterization, but David takes the cake. He does all the different facets of Bruce – traumatized child, obsessive teenager, Brucie the party animal, etc – so well, PLUS THEY HAVE THE SAME BIRTHDAY. It’s meant to be yall

my favorite ship: most of my Batfam ships are one batfam member/one non member (like Dickkory/Dickroy, Dinahbabs, Timkon, etc). the only one fully in the fam would be Bruce/Talia. When written correctly, they are so sweet and so tragic. The star crossed lovers trope has never looked so good as it does when its them.

a character I’d die defending: Damian!!!! Admittedly I do get annoyed by him,,,, a lot,,,,,, but really. He’s a child who’s been abused and manipulated and lied to. He was raised in such a dangerous, traumatic environment, and I fucking hate when people act like he’s always going to be the annoying, murderous brat he was when he was first taken away from that environment. He has to heal, and he IS healing. He loves animals so much, he learns to love Dick (and at least get along with the others), he makes friends, he doesn’t kill anymore. He is doing better. There’s no fucking way he ends up as cruel and cold-hearted as some people insist he will. If you don’t like him, just shut the fuck up

a character I just can’t sympathize with: Babs. It’s not that I can’t sympathize with her, it’s more that I just don’t like her lol. I find Batgirl!Babs really boring and regressive for literally everyone involved. The way Babs became Oracle was gross but it gave her such GROWTH and she got to be her own character as Oracle (and also tell people off for pitying her bc she’s in a wheelchair). Batgirl was passed on to Cass, who is both Asian and disabled rep, then to Steph, in a way that was much healthier for the Batgirls than how Robin was passed down. Babs being Oracle gives even more rep to disabled children/girls in wheelchairs, and she isn’t stuck in Gotham! She isn’t part of the Batfam, she’s a Bird of Prey!!!! So much more interesting!!!! Plus D*ckB*bs is boring as fuck and does a disservice to both of them. Let them grow and be their own people and stop making me see Batgirl!Babs alongside Robin!Damian. DC, that’s illegal!!!

a character I grew to love: Talia. I was sadly infected with the Grant Morrison bullshit when I first joined the fandom and I hated Talia. But I’ve read more comics and metas about her and I just. I LOVE HER. She is such a badass and I find her motives (when well written) to be really interesting!!! She’s loyal to her dad but wants the best for Damian, and does have genuine affection for Bruce and Jason. She’s not the heartless woman some people/writers make her out to be, she has compassion and drive. She doesn’t care what people think about her. I want to marry her sdkjhfjksah

my anti otp: Jason/Roy. In any context other than RHaTO, it makes no sense and does a disservice to both characters. Jason and Roy would not want to be together in most reboots of DC, because of the connection with Dick. Would you want to date your asshole older brother’s ex/best friend? Would you want to date your ex/best friend’s little brother? Would you like to date a man with that history who is also struggling with severe trauma/addiction issues (respectively) and doesn’t get help for it because of bad writing? Imagine Roy looking Dick in the face and saying “yeah, I’m fucking your little brother, who I sort of knew as a pre-teen”. In RHaTO, this is mostly fine bc Roy and Dick have no relationship at all, and Jason needs someone to take care of, and Roy is so incompetent that he fits that bill. But ANYWAYYYYY point is, I refuse to read fics with this ship in it thank you goodnight

send me a show/movie/fandom and I’ll answer these questions!!

#i am SO SORRY i cant believe how much i rambled #long post #ask games #batfam #i barely talked about duke and bruce. didn't mention alfred. didn't mention kate. ksdjhfkjsadh #there are too many damn ppl in this family #Anonymous #anti jayroy #anti babs gordon #whoops forgot to tag that #sorry :(

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a collection of headcanons exchanged btw @sarah-alder and me as we thought about a female love interest for General Alder

OC is the younger half sister of Khalida, who’s 200+ years old. She too is “immortal,” but she could not stomach the idea of living while looking like a child like Khalida does.

Maybe it’s vanity or maybe it’s something else, but while OC wants to live for a long time, she wants to do it while looking like an adult.

So she goes the less taken route. She uses a seed that lets her stop aging when she looks like an adult. But all magic comes at an equivalent price and for the cost of her immortality, OC must sacrifice her memories.

Every time she lives through the lifespan of a regular human (50-80 years), she needs to sing the Seed and erase her memories, effectively “rebooting” herself. Otherwise she loses her immortality and ages/dies.

The longer she lives, the closer she is to the period of rebooting, her memories become fuzzy, like remnants of a half dream.

The price is so great that there aren’t many people in the Tarim who use this seed.

In order to combat this, OC writes in journals.

She has multiple journals of information from all of the years she’s lived, but there is one main, compact journal that contains all of the essential information that she needs to know immediately: the seeds of her tribe, who she is, where the location of the other journals are.

She always keeps this on her somehow, it’s hidden on her body somehow using magic, because without this book, she would be lost.

—

OC doesn’t want to remain isolated with the Tarim, she wants to explore the world, see and experience what it has to offer.

So she goes to America. She doesn’t necessarily agree with the militaristic regime of General Alder and her witches but she’s intrigued nonetheless.

During several battles, General Alder notices a mysterious face in the shadows. She brushes it off, but once, when she is facing a formidable enemy, she feels the sound of another voice singing a seed with her.

The voice is unlike anything she's ever heard, OR it strikes a chord in Alder since she seems to have some sort of connection with the Tarim.

It is after this battle that General Alder and OC first meet face to face.

OC greets her with a nod, “General Alder.”

And Alder says, “I must admit you have me at a disadvantage for I do not know who you are.”

—

Alder and OC continue to meet each other in the most unexpected and random of times. Many years pass between each encounter because OC values her privacy but she also can't help but be intrigued by Sarah.

Each encounter can’t be more than a few minutes but they always linger in both Sarah and OC’s minds, both of them finding themselves drawn to each other.

On Sarah’s end, she is first intrigued by OC’s unchanging appearance.

Enough years pass between their meetings that Sarah realises that OC must also be immortal somehow and she is curious about this.

If there is a way for her to keep living without relying on the Biddies, Sarah would do it in a heartbeat

But OC refuses to tell her because it is a secret of the Tarim.

—

It is a few years before OC needs to “reboot” again, that she and Sarah give into their attraction, having sex for the first time.

OC can't help memorising every inch of Sarah’s body, each gasp she makes even as she knows she won't remember it.

And in that small, compact journal containing only the utmost essential information about herself, OC adds in a painting/sketch of Sarah Alder. Next to it, she writes (to her future self):

“You love her. But do not trust her.”

It is because she loves Sarah and knows her intimately that she knows Sarah’s highest priority will always be the witches she’s helped train, the witches of Fort Salem.

And OC still cannot agree with how Sarah has signed off on the militarisation of witches.

—

When OC and Alder meet for the first time since OC’s “reboot,” Alder pieces it together. Even though OC recognises her and tries to act like nothing has happened, Alder can tell she does not really remember her.

So Alder gives up on that form of immortality because she needs her memories. She cannot give that up.

But Alder and OC continue to meet sporadically, continue to love each other. OC's love for Sarah is for the person she is and not the invulnerable facade of General Alder. Sarah's love for OC stems from OC's unwavering kindness untouched by the harshness of time and war.

—

OC still has some feelings for Sarah carrying on after each reset. OC wakes up with this deep longing in her chest, like a gaping hole is there where something was supposed to be.

She doesn’t know why she feels so heartbroken, like something unspeakably precious to her has slipped through her fingers like sand (until she reads her journal that is).

—

How the OC would tie into the show:

Both OC and Adil arrive at Fort Salem with a sick Khalida in her arms. In her exhausted/half dead state, OC can only repeat Sarah’s name.

Mass confusion ensues but the witches eventually move the three of them to the hospital wing and General Alder comes.

General Alder can't contain that first initial moment of shock when she sees the woman she loves for the first time in years, but after that she tightly controls her emotions, keenly aware of how the others are looking at her.

The same events in the show happens as they try to heal Khalida and OC and Sarah suddenly find themselves separated by a deep chasm.

Even as Sarah had known OC was from the Tarim, it’s her first time really seeing how OC is of the Tarim because OC’s always just been like a rogue witch, traveling around and exploring to her heart’s delight. But now OC is here, dedicated to healing her sister and they are reminded of their fundamental opposition.

Sarah is General Alder, the leader of an army of witches, and there is nothing more she wants than the seeds of OC’s tribe.

So even though they're seeing each for other for the first time in a while, they suddenly feel distant from each other even as their hearts long for each other.

Upon Khalida waking up, she can tell that there is something going on between OC and Alder. She’s calm when she confronts her sister but there's still some judgment in her voice and OC bristles at this.

Because she knows Sarah better than Khalida ever will. Yes, she loves Sarah, but she's neither blind nor stupid

OC: “I left the tarim a long time ago.”

Khalida: “That doesn't mean you aren't one of us.”

OC pauses because of course she agrees, she’s still part of the Tarim, but then she says: “My heart is my own and you have no say over it.”

Khalida ultimately relents because her sister is right. She knows her sister isn't stupid.

—

Khalida and OC then come to an agreement. OC will help Alder with the Spree with her knowledge of the Tarim’s seeds and Khalida only agrees to that on the condition that she won't teach Alder what she's about to unleash into the world.

OC also has information on the looming threat Lyne has hinted about in interviews, from her explorations

The other generals/heads like Petra and Anacostia all are a bit unsure what to make of OC.

In their eyes, a woman they've never seen before suddenly appears and she has information they don't have. She seems somehow intimate with General Alder even though they’ve never seen or heard of this woman.

(They don't even wonder if OC’s immortal because that's how rare it is and she clearly doesn’t have any Biddies hanging around her)

Petra's suspicious of her and Anacostia is curious and watches them.

They begin to work together in order to defeat the Spree but in the last two episodes- someone somehow finds/steals that important journal OC always keeps on her, and they learn the seeds of the Tarim. This person uses one of the seeds and then the rest of them are faced with the destruction that ensues and OC is completely blindsided by this as she realises that someone has stolen and used the Seeds of her people.

At first, she lashes out at and blames Alder because she's just so blindsided and panicked. She's just lost the secrets of the Tarim that have been guarded for centuries and there is no telling how much devastation will be wrought.

—

The next season is all about finding the culprit and recovering the rest of the seeds that have not yet been released.

Despite her initial anger/panic, OC quickly calms down and knows that Sarah is not responsible for the theft of the seeds. She wants to know them yes, but she wouldn't do it like this. Not to her. Not like this.

She apologises to Sarah but the damage has been done and the season is also about how OC and Sarah work things out.

It is a real test on Sarah’s part though because she’s wanted to know the seeds of the Tarim for centuries and now there is a person outside of the Tarim who knows them.

Does she go against her heart and betray OC to learn the seeds so that she can eradicate the Spree once and for all and protect her people? Or does she respect the OC and the Tarim's wishes?

Because if Sarah learned the seeds from the thief, she'd be crossing a line that would irreparably damage her relationship with OC.

This is on Alder's subconscious/mind for a lot of the season and she walks this fine line a lot during the season. You can see her grapple with this, see her be tempted.

But in the penultimate episode of the season, they finally confront the culprit (idk who).

The culprit is like, “General alder, isn't this what you want?! I did this for our kind, I did this for witches EVERYWHERE.”

And sensing that she could be killed any moment now, the thief desperately says, “I’ll teach you the seeds. Spare my life and I will share them with you like you've wanted for years.”

OC is at her side during this and her heart just freezes because even though she loves Sarah, she's always believed that Sarah loves her witches more than her.

That's why she wrote "do not trust her" in her journal.

OC prepares herself to fight Alder if she agrees to the thief (although can she ever really be prepared for that), even as her heart breaks.

But in a pivotal move, Sarah rejects the thief. She's loved OC for centuries, the only person Sarah’s ever truly loved. As tempting as the seeds are, she's not going to damage what she has with OC.

And OC is just filled with an overwhelming sense of shock and happiness and relief because she’s spent their entire relationship believing that she would never be Sarah’s first priority, that she would always be sacrificed if Sarah could get the power she wanted.

But this moment is the first time that she realises that she might have been wrong, the Sarah loves her as all consumingly as she loves Sarah.

After they kill the culprit, OC turns to Alder and kisses her with the full force of her feelings. Her tears are spilling down her cheeks now and Alder asks what’s wrong. OC is so choked up on her feelings, she can't even answer so she just kisses Alder again

When OC finally pulls back, she leans back in, resting her forehead against Sarah’s, and she whispers,

“I love you.”

This is the first time either of them has actually voiced these words out loud. OC’s always hesitated, has always held a doubt that their relationship might work and Sarah’s always been guarded, believing that these aren’t feelings a general of her position can linger on.

The sex they have later that night is emotional. The first time they did it was less emotions and more physical attraction. But the sex they have tonight is charged with emotion and it’s intense and slow.

Their individual magic come into play, intensifying everything.

The last episode of the season starts now.

The morning finds them in each other's arms, and they also see from the window that they’ve made all the trees and flowers in Fort Salem bloom.

It’s like spring has come anew in Fort Salem and everyone's taken aback by just how beautiful it is

Some of the cadets passing by joke that General Alder must have fucked someone last night.

Both OC and Alder overhear this due to their witch senses and they nearly burst out laughing because the cadets have no idea how right they are.

Later that day, Anacostia comes up to Alder. They can see from her face that she knows what's up and she puts a hand on Alder's shoulder, saying very sincerely that she's happy for Alder.

The episode is happy and full of bliss.

They still have to take care of the Spree but right now, OC and Sarah are in love and happy.

But then OC admits to Sarah that she can feel it. Her time is coming near, it's already becoming harder for her to remember small details.

She’s been trying desperately to push it off because she doesn't want to forget this amazing time, this amazing point they've reached in their relationship, but she’ll have to sing the seed to erase her memories or die.

And Sarah feels as if the breath is stolen from her too because she’d forgotten about this and she also doesn't want to lose this.

OC tearfully cups her face and is like, “I’ll write it all down. I’ll make sure I remember you, I swear to you.”

And later when she's alone, you see her changing what she wrote in that most important journal.

"You love her. You trust her. She is everything"

Although she's always done this seed herself, she asks Sarah to be with her this time. Sarah watches her and the seed is unspeakably beautiful. It’s melancholy and heart breaking but so, so beautiful.

And then OC opens her eyes and END SEASON

OC is fresh off her last reset, she's still got 55 good years in her.

And the season ends with OC opening that essential journal and writing “You love her. You trust her. She is everything.”

— Other lines exchanged btw us:

“Lesbireal, OC’s filled numerous journals writing about Alder” “at least 4”

“General alder hatefucks petra”

“NO MORE ANGST” “lmfaooo but the angsttttt”

—

More information on how the OC came to be:

I thought about a middle aged woman bc idk about a young woman catching Alder’s eyes bc let's be real, she's been alive for like 350 years. She must have seen them all, the pure naive optimist, the hardened, unable to trust secret heart of gold, etc.

But then Anacostia is also like 40 and Lyne's mentioned how they have like a mother/daughter relationship

So I thought she would have to fall in love with someone who's old, someone who's also been alive for more years than she has to.

Then I thought about the creator talking about how Khalida is Alder's perfect foil, someone who's also lived a long time but without the use of biddies. She just lives forever looking like a child

Instead of coming up with an entirely new backstory (bc that shit's hard), I decided to work off of what we know and give Khalida a younger sister.

I also once heard a neurologist say that vampires couldn't be real bc of how our brains work- human brains can't handle holding hundreds of years of memories. I don't remember quite what he said but the general gist stuck with me

Another point of explanation:

During Beltane, Alder fucks the Witchfather. She does it for the energy. Or maybe she knows it's important/symbolic for her to be with the Witchfather. But also maybe the thought of being with another woman would hit too closely at the closely guarded secret of her heart which is that she loves OC

Also, let’s say Alder doesn't take any lovers after that. She just does what she's expected to do, bang the Witchfather once a year for energy. And that's it, unless she’s with OC.

#motherland fort salem #general alder #sarah alder #motherland freeform #motherland fanfiction #fanfiction #my writing #alder x oc #motherland

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The Good Place - ‘The Book of Dougs’ Review

By Lamounier

"We're four Oreos from heaven."

It turns out the Soul Squad landed on a side sector of the Good Place, just not the main area.

And that was enough to make Eleanor super anxious. How can you be this close to heaven and not make it? After all they have been through (and she just remembers a tiny portion of it), it's understandable that all she wants is just to rest in peace.

But there is more going on in Eleanor's mind, and it's brought to the surface when Chidi tries to cheer her up (by dressing up as a mailman and looking damn fine) and she bursts into tears. Because she has never been this happy and she fears it will go away. Eleanor never had a meaningful, lasting connection with anyone in her lifetime like the one she has with the members of the Soul Squad, especially with Chidi. She freaked out earlier in the season over the possibility of losing them, and her insecurity pops out here again. But as Chidi tells her, she should focus on the now. I love that quote by Tolstoy because it's so truthful. The past can't be changed and it's naive to think that we can assure the future will be a certain way. We never know what's coming next, and best we can do is live the now, the only time we have any power over. Eleanor gets the message, and since she can't guarantee she will be with Chidi forever, she decides they better off consume their love while they can. And so they hit the sheets.

Another character who has trouble dealing with her emotions is Janet, and it happens after she learns that Jason and Tahani discovered she has feelings for him. She's still exhausted from keeping the four humans inside her void and doesn't want to deal with emotions while pretending to be a Neutral Janet. I loved Tahani trying to take care of the situation, particularly her misguided attempt to end her marriage with Jason. Her certificate was adorable, albeit incorrect. I mean, death literally didn't part them, in fact, it brought them together in the first place, but, okay, that second part she doesn't remember.

I liked the resolution to that subplot, which focused more on the ladies and less on the man in the middle, and I also liked how the three of them just ended up group-crying, no matter how silly Jason's inclusion in the moment was. These people can keep being rebooted and they'll still grow the strongest ties to one another. Although, since we are talking about it, this season better not end on another reboot.

While the humans and Janet worked their issues, Michael continued his journey to save humanity and it was a rather frustrating experience since the Useless Committee of Uselessness did nothing to help him. I mean, 1,400 years to select and align an investigative team? I know the writers were poking fun at endless bureaucracy and supposedly good people that just sit around and do nothing useful, but come on. There you have a demon trying his hardest to save humanity against a bunch of self-proclaimed good guys who do nothing more than pass memorandum to each other saying how concerned they are (that was totally a jab at social media activists, right?). Are those guys just that clueless or are they not really good to begin with?

In any case, Michael realizes through a quick chat with Tahani that the Bad Place isn't tampering with the points system, but in reality the world has become so complex and people so interconnected that being a good person became harder. Buying your grandmother roses would earn a few points 500 years ago, but now it will actually lose you some points, because such an action will indirectly condone pollution of the planet and slavery.

Okay, so, I want to nitpick this a little bit. First, even though we are very connected now, there are still a few groups who are largely disconnected or completely isolated. I understand that the writers of The Good Place live in the super connected side of humanity, but that's not how it is for everyone. However, this is a fantasy show and I can let that issue slide if I assume that in the world of The Good Place everyone is connected, no exceptions. My biggest problem with the logic behind Michael's realization, though, is that our stand against slavery, for instance, is rather new. 500 years ago, slavery was normalized and voices against it were dissonant noises, not the choir. So if today the biggest problem for humanity is how complex the world has become, back then it would be the lack of a more consolidated notion of human rights. In both eras, though, I can see a handful of people making it to the Good Place.

But, again, this is a fantasy show and I'm probably being too dense, because, leaving logic aside, I was rather fascinated by the concept of how far the ramifications of our actions should be taken into our account. People become vegan when they stop and think about how much their eating habits contribute to the abuse of animals. I have a colleague at work who is a vegetarian, so not really a vegan, but he told me he has a few rules, such as buying the most expensive eggs (according to him, the cheaper the egg, the more the chicken suffered). But he'd still be totally forked in the points system, because transportation of the eggs probably polluted atmosphere and so on. We have been speculating for a while the likelihood of the points system setting the bar too high, and now we have proof that's exactly what it does. However, in our real world, should we put our actions under the microscope? Are we to blame for the unintended consequences of our good deeds? I love how this show keeps asking some really interesting moral questions as it takes us along the ride.

Favorite Things/Smells

Eleanor: Typhoon Falls, her favorite water park. "Chlorine, suntan lotion, Band-Aids and a thick cloud of teen hormones."

Chidi: either warm pretzels or the smell of absolute moral truth. They do smell alike, Janet confirmed.

Jason: Black Bortles holding the Super Bowl MVP trophy. Also, weed.

Tahani: a curtain closing between first class and economy.

Doorman: frogs, obviously.

Bonus: Eleanor's tears tasted like the nacho cheese from her favorite movie theater.

Too bad we didn't learn what Janet's and Michael's favorite things/smells were. Janet's would certainly have something to do with Jason.

Other Bits

- There is only one door for humans to enter the Good Place, the official entrance.

- Everything Eleanor used to try to unlock the other door to the Good Place turned to glitter.

- Jason spoke of the time they were in Janet's void as if it had been ages ago.

- Janet worried that her emotions would come out of her butt.

- Michael's jawline is indeed great.

- I'm usually annoyed at characters who are too naive, but Gwendolyn was adorable.

- The note on the champagne Eleanor and Chidi opened said: "Gwendolyn, here's some champagne for you for thanking me for thanking you for thanking me for thanking you for thanking me for the champagne you sent me." I wonder how many champagne bottles Gwendolyn and the writer of that note gave one another.

- Was it me or Jameela's delivery of "but we really didn't deal with my thing" was very Buffy-esque?

- Next stop: IHOP, Interdimensional Hole of Pancakes.

Quotes

Tahani: "Are you sure we're in the actual Good Place? It's rather carpeted."

Jason: "What kind of messed-up place would turn away refugees?"

Tahani: "Jason, you seem thoughtful. And that concerns me."

Jason: "It's nice to know I can talk about girls with my wife."

Chidi: "It's like when my parents would go to a symposium and I would sneak into their office and read the unabridged dictionary." Eleanor: "I can't believe I'm attracted to you."

Chidi: "Is this a horny cry?"

Chidi: "There is a quote I like by Tolstoy. 'There is only one time that is important. Now. It is the only time when we have any power.'" Eleanor: "I know that quote. An unverified Tyra Banks account posted that meme on Instagram." Chidi: "Well, now I hate it."

Michael: "The Titanic is sinking, and they're writing a strongly-worded letter to the iceberg."

Tahani: "There are so many unintended consequences to well-intentioned actions. It feels like a game you can't win."

Janet: "Why are you crying?" Tahani: "I don't know. I'm British, I never cry."

It's so unfair that there are only two more episodes left this season. Three out of four closed doors to heaven.

#The Good Place #Eleanor Shellstrop #Chidi Anagonye #Tahani Al-Jamil #Jason Mendoza #The Good Place Reviews #Doux Reviews #TV Reviews

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(1) Hello Coonie! *hugs you real tight* Thank you so much for being so understanding and not expecting asks when I‘m not feeling like it. You are the most amazing being. How is/was your weekend? Mine was a bit exhausting because my mom made go shopping for a wedding. It was necessary because I had nothing to wear on that wedding but I don’t like shopping. All that changing in tiny hot changing rooms. Not a fan.

PERIDOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

*TACKLE-HUGS YOU AND STAYS HUGGED TO YOUR HEAD*

PERIDOT MY SWEET MUFFIN, CUTIE PIE DARLING YOU PRECIOUS WONDERFUL SUPERB LITTLE STAR!!!!!!!! HEWWOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! ( ˙꒳˙ )❤

ZOMG PERIDOT IT U!!!! I’M SO SO SOOOOOOOOOOOOOO HAPPY TO BE REPLYING TO YOU FINALLY AND TO HEAR FROM YOU AFTER SO LONG, I mean so long after the previous one from the previous one (wat) AKSJDSLAKGDJAKLGJALKG YOU GET MY POINT AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH, SWEETIE CUPCAKE, IT FEELS LIKE SUCH A LONG TIME SINCE I LAST HEARD ABOUT YOU!!!!!! I’M A MESS OF HYPE AND JOY READING YOU AGAIN AND GETTING TO REPLY TO YOU!!!!!!

*sQUEEZES YOU* MY PRECIOUS PERIDOT!!! ( ´ ▽ ` )

It okay, Peridot! You and my other friends here have never expected me to put up any content, reblogs, or asks or anything when I’m not feeling like it or when I’m exhausted, so why should I do otherwise? Nono. Real life goes first, even if it’s something “simple” like needing a rest. It’s not a favor you have to say thanks for, it’s what should be done. We’re not entitled (?) to be there for others 24/7, that’s not what friendship is about. So you take all the time you need between asks, dear Peridot. I’ll be here :3

My weekend was okay, I think! Saturday was a bit tired because we were out most of the day, and I feared it’d be horrible because we had to go see some relatives that we don’t get along with very well. And it’s not that they’re bad people, no, they care and we care, and they have good intentions, they just sometimes make some comments and have some behaviors that aren’t really that good. Uncle and one of my cousins, mostly, tend to make and have always made mean comments because they think themselves superior in a lot of senses (classism is abundant in them aaaahhhhh), and a lot of my other relatives have sworn to never again go to their house for their comments XD

But my aunt and little cousin are okay. My other cousin is more or less okay, too. Another problem was that there’d be my extremist-fanatic catholic aunt there so that’s not very enjoyable, but it was fine in the end. My cousins have a Switch, so I got to play the Smash Ultimate and we have a blast!! It started because my little cousin was playing alone (and we had gone to celebrate HIS birthday lmao) so I joined him, later on my two other cousins, and their friends, so I was mostly with strangers, but they weren’t mean and we had a good time. I was just uncomfortable when they brought up an anti-feminist conversation and some other bad comments, and I was there with my controller nervously sweating because I think I was expected to at least react positively lmao

But it was okay! Smash is one of my ultimate (hah!) favorites and I’m constantly sad that I can’t play the Wii U or the Switch ones, so it was a very good and refreshing evening of gaming :3

Thank you for asking, dear Peridot

Aaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhh, I’m sorry you had to go shopping!! Sometimes, when it’s for particular liking, it can be fun, but going because you HAVE to, nhgnnfghf. No wonder it was a bit exhausting. Changing and trying and changing and trying more things on, for something that you’ll rarely wear more than once, it can be sort of a mess, indeed!!

But it’s over and that’s what matters! Plus, I bet you picked something that you’re happy with, and that you look absolutely R A D I A N T IN IT YOU BEAUTIFUL FIRE WITCH, 10/10, DAMN ON POINT, FLAMING GORGEOUS!!! (╯✧▽✧)╯

GASPS

PERIDOT

IT WAS YOUR BIRTHDAY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

IT WAS YOUR BIRTHDAY AND YOUR BROTHER’S AKSDJKLFGDJDAKLFJASLKFDJGAG KLAJG DALKGJ ALKGADJLKGAJG LKAJGALKGJ OMG PERIDOT IT WAS YOUR BIRTHDAY SWEETIE BBY IT WAS YOUR BIRTHDAY AKSLJDKGJDA IT WAS YOUR BIRTHDAY IT WAS YOUT BIRTH DAY YAD KLGJH KLAJDLFDJF HGLKDFSGJ LFH LTJLFKEJGTR KSJDKS SCREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE

*BURSTS INTO FLAMES AND EXPLODES INTO A THOUSAND SNOWFLAKES ALL AT ONCE*

*AGGRESSIVELY THROWS ALL THE CONFETTI AND SPARKLES AT YOU*

HAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAPPY BIIIIIIIIIIRTHDAAAAAAAAAAAAY TOOOO YOOOOOOOOOOOUUUUUUUUUUUU

HAPPEH BIRRRRRRRRRRTHDAAAAAAAAAAAYYYYYYYYY TOOOOOOO YOOOOOOOOOOOOUUUUUUUUU ヽ(>∀

*AGGRESSIVELY THROWS A MILLION CAKES AT YOU*

HAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAPPEEEEEEEEEEH BIRTHDAAAAAAAAAAAAY DEAR PEEEEEEEERIDOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOT o(≧▽≦)o

*AGGRESSIVELY DROPS A BILLION GIFTS ON YOU*

HAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAPPEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEH BIRTHDAAAAAAAAAAAAY TO YOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! ☆*:.｡.o(≧▽≦)o.｡.:*☆

HOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOORAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

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AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

PERIDOT

I HAD NO IDEA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! HAPPY HAPPY HAPPY BIRTHDAY, YOU SWEETIE COOKIE MADE OF SWEETNESS AND EVERYTHING THAT’S RADIANT AND PURE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! (ﾉ´ヮ`)ﾉ

*SQUEEZES SO TIGHTLY I SQUEAK*

Dear Peridot!!!!!!!!!! Happy birthday!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Aaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhh, you gave another lap around the sun, and blessed our existence with one more year of your presence here. One more year of all that kindness, warmth, beautiful creativity, immense sweetness, selflessness and goodwill. What a blessing!! ( ´ ▽ ` )

I’m sorry that you guys were busy on the exact day, but the good part is that you got to celebrate, even if a few days later!!! And with your whole family, aaaahh, YOU MUST HAVE HAD A LOT OF FUN!! ヽ(>∀

GASPS

WHAT A TRADITION YOUR BROTHER AND YOU HAVE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH, I AM SO JEALOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! o(≧▽≦)o

Seriously, Peridot, that’s one hella AMAZING tradition you two have, perhaps the goddamn BEST. Avatar is THE MOST EPIC, BESTEST SHOW EVER, I COULD WATCH IT ENDLESS TIMES AND NEVER BE TIRED OF IT. I suck at watching TV even though I love it, I’m lucky if I watch two, three chapters of something the same day, but Avatar? The only show so far that can hook me there for an entire day since morning to night binge watching as much as I can!! AND YOU TWO HAVE THE TRADITION TO START RE-WATCHING YOUR BIRTHDAY?!!?!??! SQUEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKK THAT IS SOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO AWESOME!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I’ve got no one in real life to properly nerd out about Avatar, and not only you do, but it’s also your twin!!!!!!! WHAT A BLESSING YOU HAVE, DEAR PERIDOT OMG I WISH I HAD A TWIN BRO TOO AS AWESOME AS YOURS AND WITH A SIBLINGHOOD AS BEAUTIFUL AND NICE AND PURE LIKE YOURS AKLSJDKLDGJAKLGJA OMG PERIDOT PLEASE TREASURE HIM FOREVER

Have LOTS of fun with this new go at Avatar!!! Enjoy all the epic battles, the most exquisite worldbuilding and lore, all the incredible characters, the BEST IMPOSSIBLE-TO-TOP CHARACTER DEVELOPMENT OF ONE FIRE PRINCE, all the dialogues as badass as “I love him more than I fear YOU!” (CHILLSSSSSSSSSSS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!) and “I was never angry at you, I was sad because I thought you’d lost your way” (SCREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEECH) and all the incredible beautiful animation and the cabagges and HOYFUCKNGSHIT HOW IS AVATAR REAL, THIS IS OTHERWORLDY BEST GODDAMN SHOW EVEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEER

*eXPLODES INTO A MLLION SNOWFLAKES, MOONRACCOON.EXE HAS CRASHED CANNOT REBOOT PLEASE FEED IT SOME AVATAR IT’S MORE NECESSARY THAN OXYGEN*

GASPS

And next year it’s Lord of the Rings marathon!?!?!? PERIDOT YOU AND YOUR BROTHER ARE LIVING LIFE AND BIRTHDAYS DAMN RIGHT :D

I haven’t watched them, BLASPHEMY I KNOW but it’s because I’m waiting to grab the books too. I may as well give in to just watch them anyway before the books lmao hahaha. So I can’t freak out properly about it with you, BUT I FREAK OUT ABOUT IT ANYWAY BECAUSE EVEN THOUGH I HAVEN’T GOTTEN INTO LOTR, IT’S ALREADY ONE OF MY FAVORITES

I mean it’s basically the bible of fantasty!! AND YOU KNOW FANTASY IS MY JAM!!! All this about magical creatures, other humanoid races, medieval-like settings, DRAGONS, swords, ADVENTURE!!!!!!!!!!! MAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIICCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCC AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

I honestly admire mister Tolkien SO MUCH despite not having yet gotten properly into the story, because I know the size of the importance of his work. It’s, again, like the bible of fantasy writing!!! BOY, WHAT A BEAUTIFUL THING AKSJDKADHJAKLGJADGKAJ

And I knw how much you love fantasy too, and you had already told me that LOTR is your fave. So of course you’ll have a blast of a time with your brother next year!! Meanwhile, AVATAR IT IS!!! Zomg Peridot HAVE LOTSA FUN!! >w

GASPS

YOU GOT THE NICHOLAS FLAMEL BOOK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! ASKLDJKADLGJ AKLFSJALKGJALKGAJDG KDLGJAKLGJDAGLKAJGKGJDA GKLJ SQUEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKK

OHMY GOD ASJDGKLJGK OH MY GOD YES I HOPE YOU LIKE IT, ARE YOU LIKING IT? AKLLSJDFKLGJDAKGLJA AIN’T THE COVER PRECIOUS? I CHECKED ONLINE AND THE GERMAN COVER IS BASICALLY THE SAME JUST MORE COLORFUL WHAT DO YOU THINK OF NICK? AND JOSH AND SOPHIE? WHO HAVE YOU MET SO FAR? FUCK, GODDAMN, OMG NERD MODE ACTIVATE

*SQUEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKK*

PERIDOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! YOU GOT THE FIRST OF THE FLAMEL BOOKS!!! HOLYMOOGLESABOVE I’M FREAKING OUT IT’S BEEN SO LONG SINCE I READ IT BUT I REMEMBER LOVING IT IT’S SO FULL OF MYTHOLOGY OF EVERYWHERE ALKJSDKLAJGD YOU’RE GOING TO FREAK OUT WITH EVERY NEW CHARACTER ALONG THE SERIES AKSJDSDKJLFJAJGD

Aaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, I’m going to stop my nerding here because I’ll just start spoiling you and we don’t want that!!! Where are you in the story so far? Have you started? BOY AM I EXCITED*VIBRATES*

Aaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhh, Peridot, thank you so so so much for taking up on one of my recommendations!! I hope that you like it. It’s modern setting and not the medieval-fantasy we’re so into, but it’s still GORGEOUS and full of magic. I hope you like it and, if that’s the case, can’t wait to nerd out with you about characters and stuff that happens!! KAJSFKGJAKDLGJDKLGJSLDKGJ OMG PERIDOT THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR TAKING MY RECOMMENDATION I FEEL SO FLATTERED!!!!!!

Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, sweet precious wonderful Peridot, you’ve no idea how refreshing it’s been to talk with you again. It feels so good!! I’ve missed you dearly, my friend. I’m happy to get to be answering to you again.

Oh, Peridot, by the way, I’m...afraid to say this, but among the asks I lost, I lost some of yours :( I have two in my drafts because I was already answering them, they must be the oldest. But I lost the one where you talked with me about one time when you were away for a couple weeks, partly because of your job tutoring kids in maths and german, and one where you started calling me by “tiny sparkly gem” (LKASJDKLSAJGDAKLGJA KLFAJKLFGDAJGKLAJGADLK GJAD LKGAJ I MELT) and spoke about how you believe in the magic of words, and I think the rest was about how the medieval market was back in december....I kept the one where you talked to me about getting to visit your cousin and we freaked out about our dogs, too, but it’s also a very old ask by now...

I’m very embarrassed, blushing out of embarrassment indeed, but this isn’t about me and apologizing, it’s you and the asks I lost...first to say I’m very sorry. I tend to screenshot the multiple parts and keep them as images, to erase the multiparts from my inbox and keep only part 1, so losing my computer was losing all the multiparts and keeping just part 1 of your asks...I don’t have a way to recover it....but still, I wanted to ask if you want me to reply anyway? To the ones I lost. It’s sorta strange but you could write to me again. It doesn’t make much sense because they were personal asks rather than prompts hahaha, so it’d be like talking to me as if it was november or something, but I could do it if you want. If it’s okay to not answer to them, that’s okay too, though it does embarrass me so deeply...

And should I still reply to that old one about our dogs and your cousin and everything? It’s...so old and I feel very embarrassed for that too (gods I’m a mess hahahahah!) but if you want me to, I can finish the answer no problem. Just tell me what you prefer. Asks are gifts to me, I’m responsible for them and I’m alright with either way, it’s YOU who put the trust to share things with me, so it’s you who has to choose what you’re happier with. Please, do let me know, and agian, I’m so very sorry for losing the asks...more ethan sad, now I’m just plain embarrassed akjsdlkafjglkdj ksdja dkgljlsfjalgj

Aaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, but enough of my rant, dear Peridot!!!!

Anyways, buddy

Thank you SO MUCH for taking the time to write to me. Thank you so, so, so much for letting me know what’s been going on, and how you’ve been, It felt so refreshing and so good, you’ve no idea how happy it makes me to hear from you, buddy. Thank you for updating me and for asking how I’ve been. Thank you for taking the time to write to me, and for being as kind as always. :3

Dear Peridot, I hope you had a FANTASTIC birthday celebration, and that you’ve been alright, buddy!!!! Thank you again for writing to me and for reading me!

Sending lots of raccoonie hugs your way! I HOPE YOU’RE HAVING A FANTASTIC DAY!! (ﾉ´ヮ`)ﾉ

#peridot #coonreplies #queued for an hour that suits my buddy better!

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kosmicdream · 6 years

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Your Comic Baby

You know that comic or story that you made when you were a teenager (or sometimes even younger) that propelled you to really WANT to create it. FOR REAL. You put all your energy towards it, for years, determined that it was going to be the one you HAD to make. But then something doesnt go right because, comics are hard-- so you start over and over and over and each reboot gets a bit more discouraging because you have SO MUCH planned out for this thing and you’re just stuck in the loop of redoing the first 5 pages every couple of years. But something about that story, you just cant let go of. You still want to make it happen because you’ve invested and dedicated so much into it. I know that feeling. I call those stories.. your Comic Baby.

You might have a lot of babies. I know I do. But there’s always this one certain comic baby that i struggle with more than the others. Its a difficult baby because I first made this baby when I was 13. And over the course of my highschool years, I was very outspoken about how i was going to really make this a real book for everyone to read. I was constantly working on it, even taking sketchbooks and clipboards to draw it or the characters in class. People were waiting to read this story because they could see how passionate about it I was. But comics were a lot harder than I thought they would be in my mind. I mean, i knew they would be difficult but it was like my art wasn’t as good as I knew it could be when i drew comics. I didn’t get it. And I’d learn so much and so fast that once i got one chapter finished and ready to read, i didn’t like it anymore.

This process went on until i graduated highschool. This dream of making a comic. Specifically THIS comic. I had a lot of stories i was planning on doing, but there was this one comic i really REALLY invested just. My maximum comic energy into. It was different from the other comics and stories. Not that the other ones werent good, they just didnt have the same bond with me that I had with this story. This comic baby was gonna be the thing i was going to be known for and be the first comic i would presented into the world. And in the end.. it actually wasn’t.

I mean, it was, in a way. Eggshells is a prequel to that baby comic. Set in the same universe. Part of the same story, more like a mini test version reboot of the One True Baby Comic. I decided to give the comics thing another try and started to work on eggshells in August 2011, then to ink in Febuary 2012 and finally started to post it in 2013.. sometime.

I took a really long break from comics between finishing highschool and starting eggshells. I would try here and there, but not getting this baby comic out when i was still IN highschool somehow made me feel like a failure of an artist. I was very hard on myself. I didn’t really know if i was even capable of BEING a comic artist because my comics weren’t coming out how i wanted and I couldn’t finish anything. Besides that, I didn’t even know if I could even make them as a career. (I still don’t know if I can but I know I’m going to continue to try.)

When I decided to start Eggshells, i decided that it would be another attempt at my favorite baby comic because I knew that if any of my stories had the emotional legs to motivate me to get through to the final page-- it would be that one. That special baby comic. I poured so much work into planning and preparing everything in a very tradition sense. Scripts, thumbnails, drawing layouts and props and character turn arounds.. ect ect.

Then the fire happened and I lost my ‘comic bible’ of sorts. The rough draft sketches of the entire thing. It was very sad.

But even before then, actually inking pages was not very fun. Because the process i made for it was .. not very fun. I was running into the same walls that I always had when rendering comic panels. It just was too slow and I couldn’t get a consistent look that i wanted. I wasn’t sure where to put detail (or balance the detail) so I would over render constantly. I would zoom in too much. I didn’t know how much to shade and word bubbles annoyed me. I wasn’t very satisfied and I would spend way too much time on each page.

I felt pretty exhausted after trying to ink it for one year and not even getting through the first chapter. Doubt and old dread of not being capable of a comic artist weighed on my shoulders. Of course then, when the fire happened, i just decided to put all that aside again. My life kinda was.. thrown in a loop.

Similarly, my life has been thrown in another one of those loops. A different kind but still, the same sort of disoriented “where the fuck should i live” kind of things. Some of these feelings have come back, the anxieties and unsureness but.. mostly just remembering about them rather than feeling the SAME things. I have acquired a sense of accomplishment in my art .. just with a totally different comic that came out of no-where. (the worm one, you know.)

My relationship with my art has changed so much at this point and I’m so.. not.. what i had predicted for myself?? Not in a negative way. its just odd. FFAK is such a different comic than i thought I would make too. I would describe the experience of working on FFAK as like, im in a shitty junkyard car and ive decided to slam on the gas as hard as i can and see how far it’ll go. Then it just didn’t stop. It took me on a fucking journey but at 90 miles per hour. No careful consideration, so much explicit violence and sex, aggressive confrontations and social commentary. Sex hat jokes. I really got to see a side of myself that this story continues to bring out. And as I worked on ffak more and more, I would sometimes look over at the passenger seat at the Comic Baby. Crossing their arms judgmentally at me and giving me a look like “Having fun? What about ME? Wasn’t I the important one to you?? Am I not special anymore???”

So sometimes i’d feel bad. And try to work on that one again.. but it didn’t make me feel good. I felt like i had to ride the FFAK wave because that was what was happening in the present and I was discovering too much about myself to go back to this older thing that i had a frustrating history with. It wasn’t that I didn’t LOVE the other story, it just didn’t feel right to work on then. So i just let myself focus on where my energy was wanting to go: The Worm Fucks. And the worm fuck comic is the one people read first. Its the first comic of my own i really got to.. read and experience more than just the first chapter. Its been amazing but its so weird. I feel like its a different kind of artist that makes it sometimes.

I don’t regret the worm fuck comic being the one I’m known for but its still funny to me how easily it might have never happened. If the fire hadn’t taken away so much of my work, I probably would be still slowly pushing out pages for eggshells. Or maybe I would have given up and moved on to do something else with my art career? I don’t know. All i know is what I ended up doing was this weird worm comic that is still going on for .. thousands of pages! and has no end in sight! I didnt even expect eggshells to last 1,000 pages but now I can tell my page-pacing is different than how i expected. I still haven’t even finished a comic yet. Its weird? Am I able to finish comics? I guess I don’t know yet because I haven’t. i might “know” endings to my stories but its very different when actually getting it done. I understand that life is more complicated than that and things like fires can change the circumstances in 10 minutes.

So I’m feeling a fear about this uncertain future I’m facing, I’m seeing that I have to make a lot of huge life changes for where I am going to live and what I have to do to make money to support myself. I’m scared that my routine ive established with FFAK will have to change. I wonder if I’ll never be able to replicate the same exact “throw it all into the wind” energy of working like I was able to.. at least I know I can’t right now, because I need to be careful and calculated again. My surroundings arent stable enough for me to dive headfirst into my projects.

With that I’ve noticed I’m drawing eggshells a little bit and enjoying it like I haven’t before. Is it what I need right now? It feels weirdly comforting to know that, no matter what the history i have with this comic, I’ll come back to it and continue to pick at it a little. it makes me feel like, no matter where I’m going to be in this world physically-- my comics will come along with me and they dont have to leave. they arent a product of circumstance. I can get right back on the horse. Its just part of my life that doesn’t have to go away or be taken away from me. Its a nice secure feeling that there’s this art thing isnt something I have to start over. I’d rather build on what I’ve got and it might take me a long time but I enjoy the journey. That feels good to me.

Anyway, even if I’m scared about where i’ll go from here I know i’ll have my car of screaming comic babies at all different ages that are demanding my attention. and some are more patient than others, i’ve totally ditched some babies along the way that i might pick back up later or merge with other babies through some horrific experiment. I’ll even make some new ones because life inspires me constantly and I have so many problems to sort out and what better way than to project on some cool anime characters. but i love all my comic babies!!!!!! and they love me. i have unique and interesting histories with all of them.

comic baby is such a creepy word but it really feels like they are your strange brain children that are also you. i don’t ever want children of my own, but i can see that i pour.. small small aspects of that i think that energy might be into my comics. (im not pretending its actually the same thing to be perfectly clear.) They take up all your time + energy and make you constantly lose sleep..and they grow distinct personalities that you dont expect and have to deal with.. people will judge you for them and how you “raise” them (make them), you’re endlessly proud of these babies and protective and shed tears for them and want them to SUCCEED and live on forever. you want other people to love them TOO and see the best parts of them, for all their flaws. You want em all to grow up as you hoped or planned but they wont at all. They’ll be totally different but also better than you could have imagined.

Comics & Art are such a special thing to get to experience. While i hope that i can make my dreams a reality with my art, I know that they’ll always be an integral part of my life + how i experience and see life and i’m so thankful ive decided to really let room for it there. Its amazing to me that i almost thought it wouldn’t. and i wasnt going to be allowed to be happy with my art because it wasn’t good enough and i wasn’t enough. but i am. and it is good.

Thank you for reading. -Kosmic

#ffak faq #ffak #feast for a king #eggshells #comics #webcomics #personal

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tmnt-veelicious · 6 years

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Across the Stars - Ch.1

Eyyoooo, first chapter of my TMNT fanfic :’) Now, what the fawck is going on? Welp, it’s a lil’ lovey-dovey story based on the 2014-2016 universe. The turtles are aged up to their mid 20′s.Aaannd it’s going to be rated mature (especially for language, anxiety/depression mentions, explicit stuff and future sex scenes yaasss). The main pairing is DonatelloXOC (self-insert). If you’re not a fan of that, it’s perfectly understandable and you may go on your merry way~. Writing this kind of stuff helps me with my own anxiety ( ´ ▽ ` )b heh Also I want to apologize in advance for any errors I may make. My first language is French and sometimes my brain farts some nonsense. I always try to correct things as fast as I can though ! ANYWHOOORE, time for some reading ! Enjoy :) First Chapter --> You’re here mah precious Next Chapter --> HERE

Done. That was the only word that went through Vee's mind as she closed the apartment's door behind her, leaning into it with a long sigh. She was done with the day, done with her exhausting shift at work. Done with life. Hanging her black trench coat and removing her autumn boots, she wandered to the kitchen, finding the place void of any other presence. April O'Neil, her roomate, had been rather occupied with her job, being a reporter for Channel 6 no easy thing. Also Vee was noticing how the other woman was somehow avoiding her for an unknown reason... She shrugged, trying to chase the thoughts away, filling an electric kettle with water in order to prepare a cup of tea. As she was waiting for the water to boil, she stopped to a standing mirror, grabbing her long light brown hair so she could assemble them in a messy bun. She couldn't help noticing the dark circles under her green eyes, a clear sign of fatigue and stress. A new sigh escaped her lips as she pushed on her glasses, repositionning them to their rightful place. Ever since she moved in to New York city, six months ago, she felt like her spark was vanishing with each passing months. Coming from Montréal, Canada, to work and live here had been a big step in her life, but it had also been a dued change. Her initial thrill and thirst for adventure had fueled her, dreaming of the endless possibilities New York's creative scene could offer her... Alas, she was nothing more but a single raindrop in a massive ocean of artists just like her. Was her life reduced to the endless loop of eat-work-sleep? Indeed. And she despised it. Especially since her job consisted of folding clothes and being a cashier to bratty customers who would complain day and night about not finding the perfect size of jeans or t-shirt. So exciting!... At least it paid the bills and rent. Click Vee turned to the kettle, mindlessly pouring hot water in a cup and dropping a bag of green tea, next making her way towards her bedroom. The place wasn't too big, only offering enough space for her double size bed, a desk on which sat her laptop and, not too far, her prized electric piano, most practical when she needed to practice and would only need to plug in headphones so only she could hear the precious melodies. Vee was an artist in many forms. From music to drawing, with a side of writing, she have had the opportunity to lay her hands on many projects, also spending a good part of her past twenty-five years in schools and colleges, studying and mastering her creative side. Vee was a dreamer, her mind always up and running, never at peace. She had so many ideas and so little time... At some point she wished she could just puke them out of her brain, knowing it'd be way easier to sort them out. Instead, she had a wall filled with post-its, papers, anything that she could write on, filled with words, drawings, things that inspired her or wouldn't just leave her thoughts. That was her way of keeping a planner, knowing it'd be way too frustrating to flip through many pages of a book only to find THE idea she'd be looking for! Undressing so she could put on a large t-shirt and keep her legs free of any pants' restraint, she plopped on her chair, facing her desk and turned on her laptop, the screen's light blaring through her unamused, souless even, expression. Her fingers moved expertedly over her keyboard, typing in her password, next sipping her tea without care. Her thoughts slowly started to shift to a new subject. Him. She hoped he'd be online... A month or two before she departed from Montréal, she had started to notice the sudden interest of a new follower on her various online accounts. At first she didn’t mind, but soon both began to chat and discovered that they had many interests in common. They liked talking about science, sending eachothers stupid memes and simply going from serious conversations to hilarious ones. He said his name was Donatello. A bit of a pretentious name. It was certainly not his real one (or else his parents must have been total Renaissance nerds). And his username was no better: donino, a simple mix of his name and that domino pizza place. He liked pizza. URG. STUPID PUNS. Vee smiled when she noticed he was on, already opening a chatbox. (veelicious): Afbabshabvdfshdsbf (donino): Hi? (veelicious): My brain is trying to reboot. (donino): Long day I presume? (veelicious): HMMMRRR I wish I could land on a good job opportunity in my domain rather than hearing people complain about how they'll just go to another store only because we don't have an item that ran out of stock. (veelicious): I'm not even complaining. Go shop somewhere else, customer from hell. I won't miss your needy ass. (donino): Yikes! Sorry people can be such dickheads :( …. Have you tried looking for another place? I could help you search? (veelicious): You're sweet, Don, but you don't need to go into all that trouble for me. Don't worry, I'm always on the lookout for something else :) She always thought it was cute how he was always ready to help her. … Even though both were now living in the same city, they've never met. He would always give a reason to postpone any actual meeting and Vee couldn't help feeling hurt about that. They'd been chatting, both via text and voice, for a little bit more than half a year, developping a strong friendship …. Why would he deny seeing her? She suspected that he might be lying about living in the city, but on the other hand she couldn't believe that, the guy too truthful in nature. (donino): Is there anything I can do to help and make you feel better though? (veelicious): Yeah, what about a coffee date? She slapped her palm to her face, cursing herself. (donino): Vee idk... (veelicious): For fuck's sake Donnie, what could go wrong? I just want to get to know a new friendly face around here. (veelicious): I really enjoy talking to you. … April's been giving me the cold shoulder for some unknown reason, added to her being almost non-existent in this frickin' apartment. And now you just always come up with excuses. (veelicious): I may be a stupid introvert, but damn sometimes I just hate being alone. … I just want to talk. (donino): We can voice chat if you want. (veelicious): No Donnie. … I want to see you. I want to see your face, be able to put a picture over your name. I want to see you when you laugh. I want to see you smile. … Jfc, I don't bite. She took a long sip of her tea, her hands slightly shaking. She felt like she was confessing something, but deep down she just wanted to be able to hang out with someone other than herself, April or any stupid coworker... She got no answer for a good couple of minutes, knowing she had probably scared him. Ding Her eyes moved back to the screen. (donino): Tomorrow night. Come alone. Go on top of the building that's on the corner of 4th ave. and 12th st. (donino): … I know this sounds super creepy and weird as hell, but trust me, it's the only way. (donino): Oh and yeah, bring coffees :) Vee's eyes were now wide open, her heart suddenly beating hard. She was confused and excited, a large grin coming to her face. The request did sound off, but at least she FINALLY got a result. *** This september night felt chilly, the month nearing its end. Vee was glad to be holding the two cups of coffee, warming her hands. Wearing her black trench coat, she couldn't help snorting at the mental image of herself, dressed like some sort of hip business woman, walking fast with her coffees, ready to tackle any late work. HA! She wished. She found the place, a modest apartment building which had an emergency metal staircase to its side, Vee then going to it in order to reach the top. She found herself alone, gazing upon the nearby streets, sipping her cup from times to times and butteflies destroying her stomach due to stress. Why was she so anxious to meet him? The worst was probably that she had no idea what he looked like. He never described himself much, only stating that he wore glasses and was tall. At least that was a start? Vee was about to leave a cup down to check her phone that she heard a sound; someone clearing their throat to bring attention. She quickly turned towards the sound, noticing a form in the shadows. ''… Donnie?'' she asked. ''Uhm, yeah, hi.'' A large smile came on Vee's face, recognizing his voice. She proceeded to walk in his direction so she could hand him his cup, but was promptly stopped. ''Wait!'' his voice sounding slightly nervous. ''… This is hard for me, please, just stay where you are.'' Vee was confused but obeyed, her eyes trying to scan his form. He looked tall, easily over six feet! He seemed to be carrying some sort of gear- She heard him sigh, finally moving. The first word to come up in her mind was green. Then purple. Glasses. Golden eyes. Technology. Shell. Shell? Turtle?! They stood there, in complete silence, Donatello now immobile and in plain sight. He gulped, starting to feel anxious as he could only notice how wide Vee's eyes were now... ''Wow,'' she finally said. She walked to him, closing the distance. Donnie was tempted to fall back, but remained in place, his eyes never leaving the human. Vee handed him a cup, her hand slightly shaking, her gaze plunged in his. She felt his hand around hers, taking the cup, only then her mind was brought back to reality, trying to find words only to speak again: ''Is … is this why you never wanted to meet?'' she asked, now both her hands around her cup. The turtle swallowed hard again, trying to focus. ''Well, yeah!'' He finally frowned a little in disbelief, a hand going to his hip, trying to understand the situation. ''Wait,'' he puffed a little. ''No screaming? No fainting? Just 'wow'?'' Vee shrugged, unsure, taking a quick sip of coffee before commenting: ''Okay, let me say something else then. … Holy hell! There. Any better?'' A small laugh escaped her, mostly dued to stress, but she was quick to calm it, sighing. ''Look... I can't deny that I'm a bit scared right now, but I'm mostly curious. I mean, you're a walking, talking turtle person! Gee, that's not something you get to see everyday, at least for me.'' ''… You don't think I'm a monster?'' he asked shyly. ''Oh please, what now? Monster is a synonym for 'bad'? Am I supposed to be afraid senseless and run away? … As I'm aware, you're a good person.'' Donatello's fingers fiddled on his cup. ''… I- I don't know what to say,'' he mumbled. ''Vee, you're probably the first human to be kind when meeting me.'' The woman lifted her cup in a 'toast' gesture, a smirk on her lips. ''I'm your friend. If I were to scream and throw myself off this building in fear, that would make me a terrible one.'' Donnie clinked his cup to hers, a smile now on his face too. ''Glad that didn't happen then. I'll drink to that friendship.'' *** ''April, what the fuck?'' Vee said as soon as she entered the apartment and saw her roomate sitting on the couch, carelessly going through her phone. The brunette lifted her eyes: ''… Yes?'' Vee knew everything. Donatello had told her about how he knew April, how she'd be working with them – yes because there was a 'them' as in there were others like him! ''Why did you never tell me about Donatello being a freaking mutant turtle?'' April's body jolted back to life, sitting straight, her eyes wide open. ''Wait, how did you-'' ''I just met him,'' cut Vee, her hands resting on her hips, a deadpan, non amused look on her face. The reporter was at a loss for words, going through several emotions, trying to find the right words. ''… What, he actually met you? He told me he didn't want to.'' ''SEE! THIS! Why the secret? You knew I was talking to him. If he was so scared, why didn't he stop talking to me? What the fuck is going on?!'' April sighed, gesturing for Vee to come sit by her side. ''Vee, I'm sorry.'' She sounded sincere. ''Can you just understand that this situation was really … delicate? I can't just go around and tell people that I know some freakin' ninja turtles-'' ''Wait, ninjas?'' ''Yes, they're ninjas. Now don't interrupt me! … They've been living in secrecy for many years now and they come up at night to help around with justice and stuff. Their main goal around here is to protect the city.'' ''Wow, okay, so like some sort of super heroes?'' asked Vee, genuinely curious. ''Yes! Remember Shredder? The Technodrome? It's not Vern or the police that took care of all that, that was them! They run around, jumping and stuff and they fight back.... Usually they're very careful, but you had to fall upon the only one who's a real tech genius and probably spends more time on the internet than his brothers.'' She took Vee's hands, looking straight into her eyes. ''… How did you react when meeting him?'' ''I was surprised,'' answered the other with a small smile. ''I did not scream, although I was a bit scared, but I was just so happy to finally see him...'' ''Heh, lucky. First time I met them I fainted.'' *** (veelicious): I can't believe we actually met! (donino): Me too, to be honest. I was so nervous.... (veelicious): I'm really grateful that you went over your fear and showed yourself. … I have the feeling that I sounded selfish and mean last time we chatted and I'm so sorry. I didn't want to rush things like that... (donino): No! Actually, I'm glad you did. … You're a good person, Vee, and I guess I low-key knew that you would react the way you did when we met. I don't know how to explain it... … (veelicious): I want to meet you again. (donino): Same. (veelicious): April told me everything. … If you and your family are okay with it, we could meet up at your place? I'd be curious to see how it looks down there. April would come with me. (donino): Unless you have troubles with slight sewer odors, you're welcome here! I'll keep you up to date regarding the others though... (veelicious): Looking forward to it ;)

#chapter #writing #tmnt #tmnt 2014 #tmnt 2016 #tmnt donatello #fanfic #fancharacter #oc #selfinsert #*hides in my corner of shame*#HERE WE GO BOHOHO

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drink-n-watch · 6 years

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Do you guys remember what I said two weeks ago? Do you? I asked if the time leap machine could leap forward? I really did!!??!! Are you starting to get a little freaked out?

this may give you a clue about how this review will go…

I found out that Rinascimento is the Italian word for renaissance which is the French word for…well renaissance..you guys should really get your own word for that. It seems wrong to have a word for “meme” and have to borrow one for an entire time period, artistic movement and general state of affairs! Does it look like I’m stalling? I am. This week left me, a touch shaken.

The sober tone and almost banal way Steins;Gate 0 portrayed the impossible this week was an unexpected slap in the face. A glass of ice water down my back. I’m sure reactions will be divided but if Rinascimento of the Unwavering Promise made no impression on you…we are simply very different people.

It really seemed like we were never going to see first hand the tyranny of time. That the dark future would forever remain an abstract nightmare looming in Okabe’s path. An invisible threat made all the more frightening for its lack of shape. Steins;Gate has never been one to shy away from unpleasant consequences though. And so we were plunged in the middle of WW3 without the slightest hesitation.

spoiler – some of it is not great…

Seeing the lab men so much older gave substance to the passage of time. In a way, Steins;Gate 0 gave every character’s ego a physical form. Daru thiner and older, a slightly less excessive version of himself. His maturity mirrored in his more conventional silhouette. Okabe’s frail and broken body failing him just as he finally started mending his psyche. My beloved Ruka becoming the best possible version of himself. Impressively strong in his distinctive delicate way. Menacing through his chuuni devotion. Undeniably manly without having given up any part of him. This was not quite the development I hoped he would get but it worked so well. As usual, Steins:Gate 0 schooled me. They managed to give so much back to Ruka’s character in such a short time. If only for that, I really loved this week’s episode. But there wasn’t only that…Ok, he looked decent too.

By contrast the women hadn’t aged at all, and this was significant as well. Watch me make way too much out of the designers not wanting to make old lady models… Obviously Suzuha was going to look the same, she’s in fact slightly younger than when we first met her. This is a Brasher more self assured young gun, who still has her daddy to fall back on. She finally gets to look like the kid she actually is. But we also have Maho in her eternally youthful body that now clashes with her grim outlook and exhaustion. Finally the tragic Faris, trapped in arrested development. Never having found the strength to grow up. I actually asked my tv “why the f**k is she still nyaning!?! It’s probably just for cutes. To me, it was because there was nothing else she could do. And it was heartbreaking.

read the room girl, now is not moe time

And you know what else was great this week…the science. Finally, we get an episode with some interesting nerd material. In a beautiful subversion we find out that there was no time travel involved at all. Once again the 2 week break in real life parallels a considerable passage of time in narrative! Despite what we saw in episode 19 (this may be important in later episodes), Okabe failed to leap anywhere and went on to cause the very world cataclysm they’d all been trying to prevent. Ain’t that always the case.

In time, he was captured and tortured until effectively brain dead. After years of trying though, the remaining lab mems managed to reboot his broken mind by overriding the information and trauma therein with the neural information from the attempted leap twenty years earlier. So a used up and broken future Okabe suddenly finds himself with the will and foley of his youth, ready to make the same mistakes all over again!

I can’t explain why but I found the scene of Daru, Okabe and Maho all discussing what to do next, really inspiring. You expect young men to be foolish, to play hero. It’s a different story when desperate old men try to grasp one last chance to make it all better for the kids that will come next. There’s something stately and meaningful there.

dude… that’s not Maho….

Remember two weeks ago when I told you that I had soft spot for losers. How I always loved that Steins;Gate was a story of failing a whole lot to succeed just a little. You probably don’t remember but you can go back and read it if you truly want. My exact words were: It’s a story about the value of failure. It’s an illustration that any worthy success is built on a collection of defeats. Okabe is more often than not a complete failure…. This week Maho said that they had all “endured countless failed futures”. You should be freaked out!! They probably put a chip in my brain while I wasn’t paying attention. It’s the ONLY explanation.

I’ve been making a big effort with my Steins;Gate 0 review titles. They’re not all winners but there’s a couple of pretty good ones. I knew from the start I would eventually want to make a play on The Once and Future King. It’s one of my favorite books and could be viewed as a time travel story. On top of that I’ve always loved that title. It’s a true test of my discipline not to use it each week. I was adamant about keeping it up my sleeve until we saw the return oh Hououin Kyouma. But after this week, I knew the time had come. Let’s face it, it was the perfect title for this episode. And besides, Steins;Gate 0 earned it this week.

now let’s fix the world

These may or may not be all pictures of Ruka. You’re welcome!

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#action #anime #drama #episodic #sci fi #science!#Steins;Gate #Time

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reizerou · 6 years

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Predictions time about Pokemon games!

Because while all of this might end up being bullshit, predicting things is fun. Warning that this includes possibly real leaks, so if you don’t like that stuff, don’t read. And this is all pure speculation so don’t get mad at me.

After seeing some alleged leaks and rumors and putting some tidbits together to determine which ones might be true, which ones are false, and which ones might be more about actual Gen 8.... It seems to me like there will be a 7th generation Switch game releasing in autumn 2018, and it will be a Kanto & Johto soft reboot where we would start in Kanto and go to Johto later. Soft reboot meaning it’s a new story with new player characters, but it won’t replace FRLG and HGSS. But it probably won’t be an actual sequel either, in the same way B2W2 is anyway. They also seem to keep the region grid-looking like we see in the very real looking leaked screenshot, unless that’s some sort of a beta design. But it still seems to run on SM/USUM’s engine and have the same aesthetic, so definitely not an 8th gen game. So we would have a 2nd gen situation where we change platforms mid gen, so this isn’t too out of the ordinary.

Some things pointing towards this that I remember from the top of my head...

- The leaked screenshot showing Kanto route 21 in SM style, and several sources saying it’s real.

- Chinese and Japanese riddlers tweeting hints about reboot and Johto

- Kanto & Johto merchandise line coming to Pokemon Center this summer and autumn + the new Kotobukiya Ethan & Lyra figures

- Several credible people (like Pixelpar) are confident on a 2018 release.

- Nintendo releasing RGBY and GSC as virtual console, so that people are familiar with past characters when the new games come out

- No credible leaks are saying anything about the next games being 8th gen

The game will most likely at least bring some new forms for a few Pokemon. And if this is their plan to stretch out 8th gen’s release to 2020, maybe even a new Mythical Pokemon. Or a few other new Pokemon, have seen rumors about new starters. Which would be cool.

If it’s not a total reboot, personally hoping for Leaf to be included, and also Ethan and Lyra. I don’t trust Game Freak tho >: T

What would this mean for PokeSpe? If this ends up being true I think B2W2 would finish by autumn with 5-6 chapters, and Sunday Webry would host this new game’s arc from there on. It would run probably for two years or until, say, Sinnoh remakes come out. The arc would star new Pokedex holders and the old Pokedex Holders from Kanto and Johto would probs make brief cameos Yellow pls.

Pokemon anime has pretty much exhausted all the stuff in SM and USUM, so they’ll likely get a lot of material out of this. Maybe Ash will travel Kanto again for the third time.

I’m not surprised a game like this is coming, as I suspected they wanted to do more stuff with Kanto back when SM came out. And I was hoping specifically for either a sequel or a soft reboot because who would want a third remake, so this very fine in my book. Depending on execution of course.

I am, however, surprised if they’re doing it now.

Right now, I’m indifferent to this myself, as we know nothing about it. If it ends up being true, I’d need a lot of convincing to buy it as I’ve played through Kanto so many times before already. Would have been more interested if the screenshot had shown us a more freely constructed Kanto (like Alola) instead of a strict grid. For now, just happy there’s a chance Gen 8 won’t be coming this year yet and they’d be giving it the time it deserves. And there would be a separate team working on this anyway, so it’s taking nothing away from Gen 8′s development.

#rei's thoughts

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